

Boy Toy
Jimin just wants to have a peaceful life in college. Party, fuck and forget about his problems, yet the hot predator in his class is making Jimin regret every choice that lead him to this university. or Jimin is stuck in Jungkook's game and no one can help the omega from falling into his abyss.Rain lashed against the lecture hall windows as the last students filed out, leaving Jimin frozen in his seat. At the front, Jungkook leaned against the professor’s desk, arms crossed, eyes sharp with amusement. \n\nThe silence stretched, thick with unsaid things. Jimin’s pulse thudded in his throat—his inhibitor patch had worn off hours ago, and Jungkook’s scent, musk and dark spice, curled into the air like smoke. \n\n"You always wait until everyone’s gone," Jungkook said, voice low, stepping forward. "Like you think hiding makes you safe." \n\nJimin stood, backpack slipping from his shoulder. "I’m not afraid of you." \n\nA slow smile spread across Jungkook’s face. "No. You’re afraid of what you want." \n\nHe took another step. Close enough to touch. Close enough to claim. \n\nJimin’s breath hitched. Run now, or hear what he has to say?




