#jay park imagines

mine

pairing: park jongseong x fem!readerword count: eight hundred and eight cw: fwb relationship, overprotective jay, dom!jay, marking

you currently lay next to jay with his arms wrapped around you, the both of you still catching your breath after coming down from your highs. one of jay’s hands runs through your hair while the other holds your waist tightly, making you unable to move out of his grip; not that you would want to anyways.

you had been in a handful of friend with benefits relationships with other guys, but things were different with jay.

you’d thought about it multiple times before; how well you and jay got along and how you basically acted like a couple without the label. you wanted to bring these things up to jay to see if he truly felt the way you did, but you didn’t want to risk ruining the relationship the two of you had.

he ran his hand up and down your body, hugging you tightly while leaving kisses all along your neck.

“okay, now I actually have to get ready.” you said pulling back from him. you had just started getting ready for a party the two of you and a few of your other friends were invited to when jay had stopped by to pick up some clothes he had left at your place. needless to say, the two of you had gotten a bit distracted and were now running slightly late.

jay groaned as you got out of bed walking over to your closet. you threw on a random t-shirt of jay’s that he let you keep and went to fix your makeup.

you hear jay moving around the room before he appears behind you in the mirror, gripping your waist and leaving a kiss on your neck.

“i’ll see you later.” he mumbled into your skin.

—

the time of the party had finally come. you walked into the house blasting with music with a few of your friends who had agreed to come with you.

you all eventually separate, some going off with other friends or significant others, and some finding someone who had caught their attention.

you make your way to the kitchen to find something to drink when a familiar voice catches your attention.

“hey y/n” you turn towards the voice and see one of jay’s closest friends and one of your friends as well, heeseung.

“hey hee, how are you?” you smile

“i’m good, same old thing. you look really nice.”

“oh, thank you” you replied. you weren’t sure if he knew about you and jay or not, but you figured that jay had probably told him, right?

time seemed to fly by talking to heeseung. you were actually having fun with him, but you couldn’t help your mind wondering off every now and again wondering where jay was.

suddenly you heard heeseung slowly cut off his sentence as you felt a strong grip on your waist. you look up and see jay looking down at you with a stern face before looking over to heeseung.

“hey man.”

“hey. you mind if i take y/n away for a minute?”

“uh yeah, that’s fine.”

jay moved his grip from your waist to your wrist, pulling you behind him as he lead you out of the kitchen and to a random room upstairs. he shut and locked the door behind you before pressing you up against it, his hands finding your waist again.

“you spent an awfully long time talking to heeseung.” he said inching his face closer to yours.

“well.. he just came up to me and we got to talking. i was wondering where you were, i couldn’t find you.”

“mhm.” jay replied with a smirk on his face before leaning closer and pressing his lips onto yours. you noticed he was being a little hastier than usual, his grip on your waist tightening. he ran his tongue along your bottom lip before slipping it into your mouth and groaning.

his hands fell down to your hips before they hooked to the back of your thighs pulling you off the ground and wrapping your legs around his waist. you gasped into his mouth and he chuckled at your reaction.

you then felt the warmth of jays hands on your legs get replaced with a cool, smooth surface. you opened your eyes and then realized that he had pulled you into a bathroom.

he moved one hand to the side of your neck, the other playing with the hem of your dress as his mouth found your collarbone, leaving little marks in his wake. he pushed the bottom of your dress up slightly before running his middle finger along the middle of your panties. you let out a weak moan, gripping jays bicep and feeling him chuckle into your neck.

he moved his face from your neck and leaned his forehead against yours before kissing you once again.

“you’re mine.”