Confession of a drunk person /Roommate!Au

Jimin x Reader

Fluff/suggestion of smut 

Warning; Mention of alcohol

You and Jimin are roommates, living in Seoul. Your friendship between Jimin has always been strong and you thought that was all the relationship will be. Until one night Jimin stumbles in drunk, his sober thoughts spilling out of from his mouth…

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It had been two years since you first moved in with Jimin. You couldn’t believe it. It all seemed to flood in so fast. You still remember the awkwardness of the first few days of settling in, both of you not knowing what to say to the other person. Now it is completely different. These days you are practically shouting at him to shut up and he is always barging into your room unannounced. So, it’s safe to say you two are very close friends. You always questioned if you two would be ever more than friends. Embarrassingly, you always did sneak a glance at him when he wasn’t looking. Or those lazy Sunday morning days when he comes out of his room shirtless. You couldn’t help but stare open-mouthed at him. Or when you purposefully did something outrageously goofy, just so you could hear his perfect laugh and watch the crinkles appear round his eyes, making you fall that little bit more for him.  Yet, you knew these thoughts were wrong. Over the past two years, you have learnt to suppress your feelings. Many nights he has come in, his arm wrapped around a girl’s waist leading her to his bedroom. You couldn’t lie, it did sink your heart hearing the giggles of them between the walls. You would stick your headphones on your head to block out their noises. Yet, you also have had a fair share of men entering your bedroom. None of them that serious but naturally everyone gets lonely from time to time. But you told yourself things will change, you promised yourself you will find a boyfriend and stop crushing on your stupid roommate.  “Wakey, Wakey!” a voice yelled through your room and a sound of banging on your door. You groaned and rolled in your bed, sitting up on the edge. Then as expected, the black hair boy entered your room without warning. Jimin ran to your curtains and ripped them open. The sunlight latched onto your eyes and you squinted in defence.  “Rise and shine (Y/N)” Jimin beamed looking down at you.  That was a big difference between the two of you. He was the biggest morning person, and you were more of a night owl. The main reason for his early starts so he can go to the dance studio to dance his heart out. The apartment owner warned him about denting the floorboards. This is when you persuaded him to go the studio instead of waking you up early to music blasting.  “Good morning Park Jimin” you croaked, stretching out your arms.  “I’ve made breakfast” he chirped and spontaneously lifted you up bridal style to the lounge. You rolled your eyes at his action. “You know Jimin. I can move my legs,” you stated.  “Yes, but you would take half an hour just to get out of bed, plus the food is getting cold” he responded back. He threw you on the couch and turned on the TV.  You grabbed the plate from the coffee table in front of you and began to dig into your eggs and bacon. He plopped down beside you and using the TV remote, turned on ‘Friends’. As you and Jimin were sitting, enticed by the sitcom, you felt your phone buzz. You grabbed it and opened it revealing a text. An uncontrollable smile spread across your face, as you read the text: Free for dinner tonight?? – Seokjin You tried to contain your excitement as you responded back with an okay. You have been talking and texting Jin for the past two weeks, both of you attempting to flirt with each other. Finally, now you could actually go on a date with him.  “What are you smiling at?” Jimin teased.  You looked over at him and laughed. You felt like a giggly school girl. “Kim Seokjin just asked me out to dinner!” you squealed with delight.  You stood up and did a little victory dance to celebrate this milestone in your love life. Unknown to you Jimin’s smile had fallen at this news. “Tonight?” Jimin questioned.  You nodded clutching the phone to your heart.  “But tonight is movie night,” he mumbled.  You turned to look at him. His shoulders seem to be lower than usually and his smile had faded. Movie night has been a thing ever since you two moved in together. You would both pig out and wrapped yourselves in blankets, watching a movie the other person chose.  “Well, I can’t just cancel on Seokjin. I’ve been waiting for weeks for this,” you answered, “Why don’t you go out and see your friends tonight, I know Taehyung has been dying to get you out of the house.”  Jimin paused then gave a warm smile, “I guess so,” he mumbled, “but you have to promise me we do it another night this week.” You laughed at his seriousness, “Of course, Park Jimin.” The day passed by so quick, and you were shocked to see you had to get ready soon. You were eager to impress Seokjin, so you did make more effort than usual. You styled your hair until you thought it was perfect, you shaved your leg applying a soft smelling moisture to them. You had more makeup on than you were used to and for once you decided not to wear something casual out. Seokjin liked the more expensive luxuries, so you knew the restaurant will be on the posher side. Searching through your closet, you found it. You barely wore this dress as there was never an occasion that was appropriate for it. It was a black off the shoulder dress that clung to your curves and ended at the end of your thigh. You paired it with black heels and finished off with a couple of sprays of your most expensive perfume.  You grabbed your handbag and walked into the kitchen. Jimin faced away from you, standing to pour you a glass of wine before you left.  “I hope that glass is for me,” you coaxed. Jimin spun around to face you and immediately he froze. He had never seen you in such tight clothing, exposing the curves of your body. The dress and the heels shaped your legs astonishingly. He felt his grip on the wine glass tighten and his mouth becoming dry. His breathing rate rose as you strolled towards him. Speechless he handed you the glass. You took a sip of it and smiled. “You look beyond beautiful,” Jimin stuttered.  You thanked him, “You don’t look so bad yourself tonight.” You assumed he had decided to take up Taehyung’s offer to go out. He was wearing a fancy shirt and trousers, accompanied by that cologne you loved on him. Jimin held his glass up to you. You clanked your glass with him as you both watched each other taking a drink.  Before you could even finish the drink, the sound of the doorbell rang throughout the house. You almost freaked out as you grabbed your handbag and told Jimin goodbye. You opened the front door to reveal the smart looking Kim Seokjin.  Seokjin smiled at you and took in your appearance. “I never thought I would see you dressed up this nice,” he commented. You couldn’t help but blush at his remark.  He held out his hand to you. You bit your lip and gladly accepted it. You knew this was going to be an incredible night.  Fast-forward to the end of the date. You couldn’t have asked for anything greater. Seokjin took you to dinner and the conversation flowed freely as you both learnt more and more about each other. Afterwards, he took you on a stunning walk around the city, sneaking his hand into yours as you walked. He made you laugh until your stomach was sore and his compliments never stopped throughout the night.  You both stood at your front door, facing each other.  “I had a great night Seokjin” you said looking down at your feet.  “Me too,” Seokjin agreed, “I hope we can do this again.” You nodded, still staring at the ground so he can’t see your blushing face.  As softly as he could, he placed his hand under your chin. Raising your head to look at him, he said the words you waited so long to hear; “Can I kiss you?” You nodded. And with that, Seokjin pressed his lips ever so softly on yours as his hands travelled to your waist. You leaned in closer to him kissing him back. You wrapped your hands in his hair, gripping it softly. You loved this.  Soon you were out of breath and pulled away.  “Thank you Seokjin,” you whispered.  He took your hands in his again and pressed another quick kiss on your lips.  “Goodnight, (Y/N)” he whispers letting go of your hands and walking back to his car. You enter the house to see all the lights off. Jimin must still be out. Knowing this, you let out a girly squeal of happiness. You lay on your bed replaying the whole night. The butterflies filled your stomach imagining seeing him again for another date. You let out a sigh of relaxation. Finally, you can get out of this tight dress.  When you finished showering and changing into your pyjamas, you realised Jimin still hadn’t come home and it was nearly 1 am. You assumed he must have met a girl at the bar or something and spending the night at hers. You tried not to think about it too much and decided to get some well-deserved sleep. You laid in bed as you soon fell asleep with a smile on your face.  Singing. Why do you hear singing? As you opened your eyes, letting your senses waken there was no doubt, someone was singing. Loudly.  You rolled over and looked at your clock. 2:35 am. What is going on? As you continued to listen, you realised who the voice belonged to. Park Jimin.  You groaned in annoyance and threw your pillow on top of your head. The noise of the singing began to increase as footsteps began to make your way to your door. Then your door busted open to reveal a singing drunk Jimin. “AND I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU OHH!” he roared.  “Jimin, shut up and go to your room,” you groaned remaining put in your bed.  He tipsily turned towards you like he didn’t even realise you were in the room.  “Y/N” he sang shocked and threw himself next to you on your bed.  You rolled your eyes, speechless of what to say.  “I missed you tonight,” he slurred, inches away from your face, the smell alcohol entered your nostrils.  “Oh really,” you whispered, laughing at his goofy intoxicated blushed face. He nodded and placed his fingers on your cheek, tapping them slightly. “Do you wanna hear what happened tonight?” he laughed, placing your hand on top of his head for you to brush through his hair.  “What happened Jimin?” you asked amused at his cute drunkenness. “I was at the bar and was approached by a female!” he exclaimed too over the top.  “And then she asked me if I wanted to go somewhere quieter” he continued.  “And?” you pressed becoming more curious and a tad jealous. “She placed her hand on my arm,” he said slurring his words, “then I pulled away and told her I couldn’t. She did this strange wine and wrapped her arm around mine and started to tug at me. Guess what I did? I stepped away and told her no. I have the bestest, smartest, sweetest, prettiest, kindest and cutest girl at home and she would be annoyed.”  He laughed brushing his fingers on your cheek. “Do you know who I am talking about?” “Who?” you asked amused.  He cupped your cheeks with both of his hands and squishing them. “You!” he drunkenly laughed.  He must be drunk off his head you thought, rolling your eyes at him.  “Well, sorry to burst your bubble, Park Jimin, but ‘your girl’ was on a date with another man” you giggled.  He rolled his eyes in irritation and groaned.  “How was your date with rich boy” he said incoherently.  “It was amazing, Jimin” you said pleased, “he took me out to this great restaurant and then we went-  “Did you kiss him?” Jimin interrupted.  You paused and look at the seriousness on his face. You’ve never seen Jimin look so serious since you lived with him. You knew he was tensing by the way his hands were in a fist and a vein popping on his neck.  “I did,” you said, looking away from him.  Jimin’s jaw clenched and sighed.  “Can I tell you something?” Jimin whispered into your ear. “Of course, Jimin,” you replied awaiting a silly answer.  “I like you Y/N” Jimin stated. “I know you do Jimin. I like you too. You’re my best frie-“ But before you finished he cut you off. “No, I really like you. Like I love you. So much,” Jimin responded utterly. Your eyes widened and you felt the blood rush to your face. No, he’s just drunk you thought, coming up with the most reasonable explanation.  “Jimin, you’re drunk” you shifted in the bed.  “No. I mean it. I’ve liked you since the day we moved in” he exclaimed.  “It’s only to now I can come to terms with my feelings. I always tried to repress the feeling. But I can’t anymore, I won’t.”He grabbed your hands under the bed cover.  “It was the little things you did. Like the weird way you sang to your cheesy 80’s music. Like way you would grab me when we watched a horror movie, sometimes I would purposely choose a horror movie just for that reason. The way you didn’t hide anything from me and were comfortable to speak your mind to me.”  His hands removed them from your own and slowly landed on your hips, circling your skin.  “And you drive me crazy. Those moments when I catch you dancing in the kitchen in your underwear. Or when I do laundry and see all your sexy lingerie, I become speechless. That hot dress you wore tonight. I especially got frustrated on those nights I wake up to hear you moaning through the walls. I know exactly what you were doing. And I couldn’t do anything to you. Couldn’t touch you. Oh God, the things I would want to do to you Y/N. And when that stupid Seokjin came, I wanted to shove him right off you just because of my dumb jealously. I imagined him touching you, the way I would. Y/N I can't let that happen, not if it's not me. Not if it's some other man's lips on your lips or skin.” You were speechless, in less than a minute, Jimin poured his heart to you. “I’m an idiot, aren’t I?” he questioned.  You grabbed him around his neck and pulled him into your lips. You wanted to feel him in ways you only dreamt. He pulled himself in closer so both of your bodies were now touching.  “Jimin, I love you,” you gasped between kisses.  He smirked into the kiss.  “Stop flirting with me Y/F/N” he said amused, sneaking his hand into your hair.  That night, he spent the night in your bed. You buried yourself into his chest, as you listened to his heartbeat.  “I can’t wait to tell Seokjin” Jimin mumbled smirking. 

A/N: helloooo. I'm not so sure how to think about this one. Oh well, school is pretty busy rn but I said I would stay dedicated so I’m aiming for one imagine weekly. I hope you enjoyed drunk jimin and my post! Ps that gif is how i imagine jimin drunk, all giggly and cute.