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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…

Words- 2,526

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.  

Caught Red-handed  (Jungkook Investigator!au)

Jungkook x Reader Angst (includes swearing)

Words- 1,937

You are a well-known criminal, stealing money, jewellery and other miscellaneous items. However, things don’t go your way when the police show up at your door… 

“I can’t believe this” You say annoyed in the back of the squad car. You sat uncomfortably as the handcuffs behind you dug into your back. It all seemed to happen in a flash. All you saw were police entering your house yelling and now you are pulling up in front of the station. The cop driving the car stepped out and opened your door yanking you by the arm out. Inside the police station was loud and busy. Your eyes scanned the area finding any way to escape. Yet, even with the slightest pull, the police officer’s grip tightened on your arm. You felt some officer’s eyes on you, some you even saw travel around your body. Suddenly a man appeared in front of you, his arms crossed over his chest. 

“We’ve got you now, sweetheart”, he boasted sharply. 

You heard men round him laughing with delight. 

“I have no idea what you are talking about”, you lied.  

“We’ll soon find out, won’t we?”, he hissed, “Put her in the interrogation room” You were dragged along the corridor and the police opened a metal door. Inside were nothing but a table, a chair on each side of the table and a lamp dangling above it. The man sat you down on the chair and for the first time, he finally let you out of his grip. 

“The investigator will be in a moment”, he stated then exited the room. As soon as he shut the door you jumped up from the chair and made it to the door. You expected it but were still disappointed when you discovered it was locked. You let out a sigh of frustration and began walking around the room. Your plan is to deny all the allegations then head home like nothing happened.

Then the noise of the door being unlocked broke you out of your thoughts. The door opened and walked in a young man holding a thick file. Compared to the other officers in the police station, he seemed younger, wearing a suit instead of the typical uniform. You couldn’t help but admit he was very attractive. 

“(Y/F/N)?”, he said raising his eyebrow at you.

You nodded, your face expression straight. 

“Please have a seat”, the man said holding his hand out towards the seat close to you.

In silence, you sat down on the chair as he watched you. 

“I’m investigator Jeon, but you can call me Jungkook”, he said smiling and he held out his hand. 

You stared back at him, a little bit pissed as he knew you were in handcuffs. A smirk spread across his face as he opened his mouth, “Oh, excuse me I forgot you were in handcuffs”. 

You knew he was teasing you and trying to make you agitated. He walked behind the chair you were sitting on and realised the handcuffs with his key.  

“I bet that’s better, isn’t it?”, he said walking back round to face you.  

You didn’t have to question it anymore, he knew he was irritating you.

He stood and stared at you for a while. You looked right back at him not making a movement at all. 

“You were brought in here for the numerous crimes of robbery you have committed over the past 14 months”, he stated. 

Finally, you spoke up, “I don’t know what you are talking about”.  

His eyebrows raised and his hand moved to his hips, “You don’t?”            

You shook your head looking up at him.

“You see”, he said, “I have reason to believe it was you”.

Your eyes widened and your hands were in a fist, “That is absurd Investigator Jeon!” you exclaimed. 

He smirked, “Not when 20 years in prison is on the line”. 

“All I do is work, go home and sleep, how can I possibly commit robbery?”, you defended.

He stopped and stared at you again, almost as if he was trying to force the truth out of you with his eyes. But you didn’t break. You weren’t spending 20 years in a cell. 

“You know, I’ve been doing this job for over 4 years now and I’ve never seen such a good liar as you”, He rasped. 

Your felt your mouth fall open but you quickly corrected yourself, “Well, what a shame Investigator Jeon, today is the day you’re wrong”, stabbing back at him. His face dropped and the smirk disappeared. His face was now one of a scowl. He looked up at the ceiling and let his shoulders drop. He proceeded to walk behind you as you continued to look forward. He made his way back to his original position in front of you. 

“Well, I guess that’s just it, I’ll have to let you go”, he said defeated. You tried to hide your smirk as you knew you won. 

“I’ll just go get someone to take you home”, he said and turned to the door. As his hand was nearly on the door handle he stopped. You stared at him wondering what the hell he was doing. He turned back to you again. 

“But there is this one small thing”, he said a smirk plastered on his face. He walked back to the table and dropped the large file he was holding all this time. For the first time since this conversation, he sat down opposite you, his face now level with yours. 

“Open it”, he said and leaned back in his chair.

Your hand reached the file and opened it. As you saw the first page your heart sunk to the bottom of your stomach. 

Picture after picture. Essay after essay. All about you. 

There must have been about 100 or more pages of information about you. You didn’t know what to say, there was no way to prove yourself. 

Investigator Jeon began to make tsk noises looking directly at you. “Oh dear, what shall you do now?”. 

You didn’t say a word and just stared back at him, ready to smack that grin off his face. 

“You thought you could get around me?”, he hissed, “You thought you could just enter in here, playing the innocent female and using that pretty face sway me off my guard, think again baby. I’ve been watching you. I’ve been watching you for the past 7 months. I probably know everything about you. I know about your little part-time job in that small café. I know about your love for art. I know that you’re a lonely girl living in a small apartment. I know that you go to the gym at night to stay fit. I know that you’re very smart and witty. I know that you love to go to that club down the street with your little black dress exposing your long legs. I know you enjoy flirting with boys in that club just to steal their wallets when the night is over. I know about your late-night walks around banks and other expensive places.”

You were out of words. You looked down at all the pictures of you then back up at him. He tilted his head waiting for a response.

“Cat got your tongue?”, he grinned.  

He won. That bastard. 

“Shame really, your method of robbing that bank was amazing, no security camera caught you, I must congratulate you on that.” He smirked. 

“How did you know it was me?”, you spoke up. 

He paused looking at you. You could tell he was debating whether to tell you or not. He sighed and began to talk.

“It was my night off”, he said, “I was out my friends and they had their girlfriends with them. The night was going well, I must say. I was on my fifth shot of that night and the music wasn’t that bad. Soon I was sat at the table by myself while all my other friends danced with their significant others. I couldn’t help but be a little jealous. I watched the crowd of sweaty bodies dancing with the blasting music. Then my eyes lay on a girl, wearing a beautiful black dress. Not to be blank, but it fitted her flawlessly. She was swaying to the music, to me it was like it was all in slow motion. I couldn’t take my eyes off her. She… how would I say? Excited me. I watched her all throughout the song. When the song finished she made her way to the bar. I decided I should probably go talk to her. As I was about to leave my seat, she began talking to another man. Bad luck, I suppose. I watched as she chatted with him, occasionally she touched his arm. Everything was normal until I watched her hug the man. She quickly dug her hand into his pocket, pulling out a thick wallet. I almost missed it as she was that sly. And well done to her, he didn’t even notice it. I proceed to watch her excuse herself and as cunning as she could, made her way out of the club. As someone who works for the law, I did what I did best. I made my way out of that club and followed her. I had to be very careful though, she always looked behind her. I watched her digging through the poor man’s wallet then tossing it into the bin. I thought everything seemed to fall into place until she reached the bank. She stopped dead in her tracks. I watched closely as she analysed the building, taking in its cameras and security. Then she continued again, making her way home. By now it was 2 am and because I was off duty I couldn’t arrest her, so I had to wait until tomorrow. Unfortunately, the next day, I discovered someone stole a large amount of money from that exact bank last night. And just like that, everything started to fall into place.”

His story stopped and Jungkook looked at you attempting to read your facial features. 

“I hoped you would’ve worn that black dress today”, he whispered. 

You felt your cheeks go a shade red. 

“So, what now, Investigator Jeon?”, you muttered. 

“Like I said, 20 years in prison, maybe 17 if you behave”, he provoked. 

Your jaw clenched and you glared at him. 

“Unless”, he stated.

You felt your ears perked up and looked at him. He stared at your hopeful gaze and couldn’t help but laugh. 

“You come and work with us. With me.”, he offered. 

You froze for a moment. You weren’t sure if you were cut out for it. You always saw law enforcement as quite overpowering and intimidating. But then again, you thought, it's either this smug idiot’s offer or behind bars for 20 years. 

“Why do you want to hire me, Investigator Jeon”, you questioned. 

“Although me, the police and the FBI weren’t happy with those crimes you committed, we all agreed it was an impressive tactic you pulled, along with certain skills that meet the requirements of an officer or agent. Thus, I convinced them to let me offer you a position as my partner, ensuring I would keep you under control. It wasn’t easy but I did it”.  

Jungkook stood up from the chair and held out his hand to shake. 

“So (Y/N), do we have a deal?”

You hesitated but rolled your eyes giving in. You stood up level with him and connect your hand with his. 

“Yes we do, Jungkook”

A wide smiled spread across his face and you couldn’t help but smile back at him.

“Alright then, let’s get started”, he beamed, sending you a wink.

(A/N); Who doesn't love a bit of cocky jungkook? This idea just came into my head today and I thought why not? Excuse me for any grammar or spelling but I hoped you guys enjoyed this, I'm trying to update more often but I always give up but hopefully not this time.