《Bangtan 1- Jimin and Me ✓》Dinner
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I waited in the living room while Jimin made a call. He had gotten Jess and JHope to agree to leave the house for dinner with us. Apparently it's not an easy thing. There are all sorts of plans and procedures that have to be put into place for them to go anywhere. But we were itching to leave the house for a little bit.
As Jimin worked out the details with his bodyguard, Jess and JHope emerged from elsewhere in the house. I looked at Jess with a questioning look on my face. We didn't have to speak, she knew what I was asking. She responded with a reassuring smile that she was okay. I knew we'd talk later. There still seemed to be an awkward distance between the two of them and I couldn't help but wonder about it. I couldn't stand seeing my best friend upset.
We ended up at a local diner a little ways down the road. This was not at all what I expected. The building looked sturdy, but old. It reminded me of one of those broken down old bars you would see on the side of the road. There wasn't much to the outside but the inside was surprisingly clean, even if it was extremely outdated. It was well past closing time but Jimin's bodyguard pulled the door open for us, allowing us to enter before closing it back and standing outside.
"I know it doesn't look like much," Jimin explained, "but it's private, they'll cook off menu for us, and their chocolate creme pie is amazing."
I guess having a restaurant all to yourself was one of the perks of being a famous musician.
"Oh, darlins! You're here!", a robust woman with curly blond hair came waltzing out from the kitchen. "I've missed you boys! ooooooh! Come give mama a hug!" I tried to stifle my giggle. She reminded me of an older version of Tiana's friend in The Princess and the Frog. She had a strong southern accent and looked like she wanted to squeeze the life out of them.
I watched as Jimin, then Hoseok embraced her fondly. She pulled back from Hobi's embrace, but kept her arms on him, looking him up and down.
"Well, I reckon you've lost some weight." She commented, "I surmise they don't feed you well enough in Korea. Have a seat and I'll get things started." She looked up over JHope's shoulder and noticed Jess and I standing in the doorway.
"Oh! You've brought guests with ya! Welcome ladies, I'm Mrs. Candi. Have a seat and I'll bring ya some menus."
"Mrs. Candi, It's me, Jess." Jess spoke up.
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"Oh my!" Mrs. Candi reached up and covered her mouth with her hand, "You've grown up dear. It's been so long since I've seen you down here."
"Yes, maam, we came for the summer."
"Well, have a seat. Don't worry. I'll fatten you up too." With that, Mrs. Candi whisked around and into the kitchen. We sat down in a booth along the wall and the restaurant was filled with an awkward silence.
"I love Mrs. Candi" JHope attempted to break the tension, "She is such a genuine woman."
"And she can cook." added Jimin. It was obvious that they had a special relationship with her. I was intrigued.
"I wouldn't expect that this would be the type of food you'd go for." I observed, perusing the menu. It was filled with all sorts of fried foods, fatty sides, and every type of southern gravy, vegetable, and biscuit you could think of.
"Oh no. I mean, every now and then, we will have a craving for southern foods." JHope explained. "Mrs. Candi makes the best Kimchi Fried Rice outside of Korea."
"Only because your grandmother taught her." Jess whispered. JHope looked down at his lap and then over to Jess, nodding his head in agreement. I wasn't sure if his change to a somber mood was because she was no longer living or something else but it was clear that his grandmother was important to him.
Mrs. Candi came back out from the kitchen with four glasses of water, placing them on the table in front of us. She took our orders and set about making a meal that unrivaled any other. The woman really could cook. As I finished eating all I could, I glanced over at Jimin. He was shoveling the fried rice in like he would never eat another meal. I watched him in amazement. He was lean with just enough muscle popping out that you didn't question his strength. I liked that it wasn't too overwhelming. He was laughing at something JHope said and his eyes sparkled with an intense brightness. I was so drawn to him. I watched him swallow, his adam's apple moving up and down, and moaned slightly at the sight. I was so turned on.
Jimin paused to turn his head toward me and the table went silent as I realized what I had just done. He had a look of pure lust in his eyes. I was slightly embarrassed by my blunder but the rush of adrenaline I felt from the way he was looking at me quickly took over. I looked across the table to Jess and JHope. Jess had a look of shock on her face, clearly surprised by my outburst. JHope was smirking. He seemed like he expected this kind of reaction. I felt my face heat up as the embarrassment returned and I covered my mouth with my hands.
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"Oh my gosh. I'm so sorry." I stated. I knew I was bright red in color. I scooted out of the booth, "excuse me" I got up and headed towards the bathroom. I locked myself into the one room stall and leaned against the door, completely mortified. He effect was so strong. I almost forgot that there were other people in the restaurant with us. I was ready to jump into his lap right then and there.
I walked across to the sink and splashed some water on my face to cool down. I dried my face with a paper towel and once I felt a little more composed, I opened the bathroom door. Jimin was leaning against the opposite wall with his eyes closed. He was a delicious sight. The little bit of composure I found in the bathroom left me and I suddenly found myself wanting to sink down in front of him and take him into my mouth in this dark hallway.
His eyes popped open and he slowly started to break into a grin. He knew were my mind was. And there was no stopping it. I walked towards him and he grabbed my waist, pulling me to him the rest of the way. His other hand went into my hair and held my face inches from his.
"That was the sexiest thing I've ever experienced" He murmured. He pulled me the rest of the way in and began to kiss me. I felt myself getting wet and wanted to climb up his body. His hands roamed all over and he broke away from me, both of us breathing heavy with the effort. "I think we need to leave now." He panted.
I didn't want to stop but he was right. This wasn't the place for this. I started to pull away from him to head back to the table but he grabbed my wrist firmly to stop me, pulling me the other way into the bathroom.
"I actually don't think I can wait." He pulled me inside, closing the door and had me up against it, grinding his impressive erection against me. "This sundress has been teasing me all night. And then you made those noises at the table. I've been so hard ever since." He kissed me and licked my neck and up by my ear as he reached underneath my dress and found that damp, sensitive spot. I was desperate for release. I knew he was too.
He reached into his back pocket and then I heard his zipper as he freed himself and rolled the condom on. He lifted me up against the door and I wrapped my legs around his waist as he pushed into me.
It was hot. It was fast. This was nothing like before when we took our time and it was sensual and intimate. This was a pure fuck. There was nothing romantic about it. We both searched for the release we were chasing. He reached in between us and began circling my clit with his thumb and I knew it wasn't going to take long.
"Ohhhh, Jimin" I breathed. He groaned in response and quickened his pace on my sensitive nub as he continued to slam into me. Moments later, I felt him tighten inside of me as I came all over his dick. He followed immediately and as his movements slowed, we stayed in place against the door catching our breaths.
Jimin looked at me and kissed me.
"You are going to get me in trouble" He laughed leaning his head on my shoulder. I reached up and stroked his neck and he pulled out of me and let me back down to the floor. I stood mesmerized at how sexy he looked even pulling the used condom off and disposing of it. He soft cock was still slightly swollen from the aftereffects and it bobbed in the air. I had never been with a guy that caused this kind of reaction. Maybe it's because it is Park Jimin. But I wanted him again.
I knew we needed to go though. Jess and JHope were surely waiting on us, and I wasn't stupid to think they didn't know exactly what we were doing.
Jimin tucked himself back into his underwear and pulled his pants back up as I pulled up my panties and adjusted my skirt. Our eyes met and we smiled at each other, the memory of what had just happened so fresh in our minds. He grabbed my hand and we exited the bathroom together.
I expected to be berated for what we were doing and how we were making them wait. I didn't expect to see Jess and JHope making out in the booth of the restaurant. Jimin cleared his throat and they broke apart in surprise. Jess looked slightly embarrassed but JHope looked smug. He looked proud. My eyes met Jess's and she broke into a small smile, shrugging her shoulders. I smiled back. I got it. These boys really were more than either of us could handle. Neither of us stood a chance.
"Shall we get going?" Jimin asked, amusement lacing his voice. We said our goodbyes and thanks to Mrs. Candi and headed out into the night.
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