Fresh snow glitters under the glow of the streetlamps. Every step produced a satisfying crunch as you and Seokjin walked through the park. Completely smitten, staring more into each-other’s eyes than at the road ahead. Your arms are looped together, refusing to let any innocent bystanders separate the two of you, not that there were any around to try; most sensible people had determined it too cold to go for a Christmas eve walk. The trail you’re following twists and winds, bare branches overhang creating a beautiful frozen canopy.
“I don’t think this Christmas could be any more perfect if we tried.” You sighed, cuddling into Jin’s shoulder.
“How about we go for a sleigh ride?” He points at the horses on the horizon. You grin and nod enthusiastically, speeding up to make sure nobody beats you there. Jin chuckles as you pull him along, smiling fondly at how excited you had gotten. You reach the horse drawn sleigh quickly and pay the elder man the fare before clambering in. A thick blanket is draped over the two of you to prevent the winter chill. The driver snaps the reigns and the horse pull forward to travel their well-known route around the park.
“So, what did you ask Santa for this year?” Jin brings his lips right to your in a move that could be taken as innocent by anyone watching, but it makes you shiver as his hot breath hits your skin.
“Oh, I’m not getting anything from Santa this year, I’m on the naughty list.” You state matter-of-factly. Jin raises and eyebrow but entertains the thought.
“Oh? How did you end up there?” he regrets asking you that as he watches you slip off a glove and wriggle you hand under the blanket.
“Let me show you exactly how I got on the naughty list.” You crane your neck up a little to nibble on his ear as your hand wanders over his crotch under the blanket. The zipper to his jeans slides down almost too easily allowing you unbelievably easy access to his crotch. His eyes go wide when his brain catches up to yours. He glances towards the driver and then back to you, but you just put a gloved finger to your lips as the fingers under the blanket wrap around his member and slip it lose from its confines. You trace the line of a vein with your fingernail and a small whine escapes he lips. The driver fidgets but doesn’t turn at the noise.
You settle your body against your boyfriend’s side. The picture of a couple desperately in love with one another to any onlookers. Realistically just a better angle for your antics, regardless of how true their thoughts may also have been. You swipe you thumb along his slit, using the small amount of precum as lubricant in your cold palms. He bites his lip as you take pleasure in administering long, slow strokes along his shaft. He nearly draws blood when you speed up. One particularly hard rub proves too much for Jin as he moans. Immediately, your hand snaps above the blanket. The driver turns to check on the two of you, eyeing you suspiciously but ultimately coming up empty.
“Would you be quiet? Or do you want to be caught?” his cheeks turn a little but redder at your suggestion, making him no less kissable. You pull his face to yours kissing him deeply before returning your hand under the blankets. “I think you want this poor old man to see what I can do to you, is that it Seokjinnie? Can I get you off on just the thought of being watched?” you mumble against his lips your strokes at his cock get faster as the red reaches his ears. Another moan tumbles from his lips but neither of you look up. He is so close you can feel him twitching. Every time you reach his tip, he jolts a little. His eyes meet yours, asking for silent permission. You nod your head, and he stops holding back, releasing all over your waiting palm. You lick the remnants away as the end of the route comes into sight.
BTS scenario/reaction - Sex/Sexual acts while one is asleep
Warning: blowjobs, sex with the unconscious, consensual sex, female oral, fingering.
Smut under the cut
Namjoon
It was clear you had tried to wait for him but they’d been delayed
You’d fallen asleep in sexy lingerie
A book by your side and reading glasses askew on your face
Mouth ajar with a little drool
You still looked undeniably sexy all dressed up or rather down for him
He placed your book to the side careful to keep your page
He slipped the glasses away desperate not to wake you before having a little fun
You had had an agreement for a long time that he could touch you however and whenever he liked provided there was no safe word used.
He turned you gently onto your back and spread your legs wide enough for him to lie in between
He slides your panties out of the way and flattens his tongue against your folds
You start to stir as he sucks on your clit and pumps one finger into you
“Hi Jagi, sorry I’m late.”
You don’t get a chance to respond before he is diving back in to make you moan for him
Seokjin
The clingiest man when he comes back from tour
Wants to do everything with you and for you
Cockwarming was something you did a lot during this time
An extra layer of intimacy you could share
Working from home, watching TV, playing video games
However this is the first time you’ve tried whilst asleep
Cuddly sleepers anyway it made sense
Until you’re awoken by his thrusts
Once you figured out what was actually happening you couldn’t help but be turned on
Jin was still asleep
Some wet dream being lived out in real time
You roll so he is on his back
Riding him through the dream and kissing his bare chest until he comes to
He doesn’t open his eyes, but you know the moment he wakes as his thrusts go from shallow languid rolls to deep forceful jolts
“What a wonderful way to wake up” he murmurs after finishing
Yoongi
You worked out early on in the relationship the best way to wake Yoonig up and not have to deal with a grump was a blowjob
He’d worked through the night again
Fast asleep his mixing desk
You squeeze yourself into the space underneath the table and unzipped his shorts
It’s so routine now that you can free him without him so much as stirring
You pump your hand along his hardening length before leaning in to kiss the tip
His breathing hitched as you tongued his slit his eyes flickering at the sensation
You could tell he was close to consciousness when he started to moan
His hands laced into your hair just as you took the last inch down your throat
“Good morning, Princess” his voice was still heavy with sleep
The sound mixed with the way he was petting your hair made you moan around his cock
Moments later he came undone deep down your throat.
Hoseok
Hobi was awoken by all your wriggling
At first he thought you were having a nightmare…
Until you moaned his name
He pulled back the covers to reveal your hand inside your pjs trying to provide some relief
Being the wonderful caring boyfriend he is, he thought he should lend a hand
He carefully removed your hand chuckling a little as you whimpered change your nose at the loss of friction
He cuddled close nibbling your ear lobe as his hand replaces yours
Your features straighten out again when he applies pressure to your clit
He whispers dirty words in your ear to influence your dreams
Dirty girl, so needy for me even in your dreams
Gonna come for me without even knowing
So wet for me
You mumble back “For you.” And Hobi has to check that you’re still asleep
You are
He gets more daring leaving his thumb on your clit and sliding his index finger through your folds dipping it inside
He thrusts the digit shallowly
Enjoying the little ‘o’ your mouth forms when he plays with a second finger
Every noise you make his music to his ears
He keeps his eyes on your face
Adding a third finger inside and curling each one as you stretch
The only change in you is the pleasure on your face
You cum in your sleep and Hobi isn’t sure he has ever seen anything sexier
He pulls his hand away and licks it clean taking note of how heavy a sleeper you are
Jimin
You awaken from your nap very disorientated feeling the heat pulling in the pit of your stomach and hands kneading your spread thighs
You can’t help the scream you release when you see the dark head of hair between your legs Jimin’s face peaks up smirking at you, lips covered in your cum
“Fucking hell Chim! You scared the fuck outta me” You half heartedly smack the side of his head
He was blonde when he left this morning
“Sorry baby. I’ll make it up to you.” He winks before reattaching his plump lips to your clit and sucking like his life depended on it
Two fingers scissor inside you
You’re not sure how long he’s been going at it but judging by the knot pulling in your stomach you wouldn’t need to go for much longer
The orgasm shudders through you
Thoroughly fucked out and oversensitive you hear the sound of a zipper
“My turn” he chimes lining himself up and you groan loving the overstimulation so soon
Taehyung
He woke so needy and desperate
In his half-asleep state he does the only logical thing
He put his leg across your sleeping body and starts using you for relief
You wake up when it starts to feel like you’re on a boat
You are unsurprised to find Tae with lidded eyes rolling his hips against your leg impatiently waiting for you to wake up
He has a way of asking for what he wants with actions and not words
You roll your eyes as he nudges into your arm
His boxy smile lights up his face when you agree
You rollover pressing your bum into him having forgone panties in favour of a long T shirt
He fingers you slowly for a while the motion relaxing enough to lull you back into a shallow sleep
Once he’s satisfied with your stretch, he hooks your leg over the top of him and lines himself up to you and rocks gently, finally content
Jungkook
It starts as a drunken bet between friends with benefits
“I bet I could make you cum in my sleep” he sounds so cocky
“But wouldn’t I be doing all the work? That would make you a glorified sex toy Hun.”
“OK, I bet I could make you cum in your sleep then”
“Without me waking up?.. You’re on”
Weeks go by and you forget but he doesn’t, plotting his time
You’d fallen asleep on his sofa after movie night and everyone else had already gone home
Through all the guys talking (and him accidentally hitting your head against the door frame when he moved you to bed)
It was now or never
He was careful removing your jeans scared to lose he hates losing
He starts tentatively rubbing your clit and watching your face for every reaction
The longer it goes on the braver he gets
Pinching your clit
Watching his index finger into you and feeling for the spot he knows drives you crazy
Your eyes flutter but you stay asleep
Finally he peels his gaze from your face to the matter hand
Just seeing how what you are for him gets him ridiculously wound up
All caution thrown to the wind as the blood from his brain go southbound
He slotted himself between your legs
Lapping hungrily at the juices
Diving his tongue in when he needed more
He ground himself against the bed seeking friction
Two fingers in
Sucking desperately at your clit
He felt you start to tense, a sign you’re as close as he had managed to get himself
He came in his pants as he felt you release on his face
Panting for breath he was a little relieved that you haven’t seen how easily he’d come all over himself…
summary: As usual, Kim Seokjin can’t wait for a hairstylist to cut his hair. But instead of cutting it himself with kitchen scissors over the sink, he convinces you to do it.
warnings: rated M (18+) for language, smut (fem reader, vanilla); idol!BTS; established relationship; Seokjin is ridiculous and so am I, sorry not sorry
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“Don’t ruin it!”
“Seokjin, why even ask me then?”
“Because I want you to do it.”
You were crouched over your boyfriend with a pair of hair cutting scissors and a comb.
“Just ask your hairstylist!”
“But you’re the love of my life,” he whined, wiggling around in the chair. “Come on.”
“I can’t believe you convinced me to do this,” you muttered as you combed his bangs for the hundredth time. Had you ever cut hair before? No. Had Kim Seokjin somehow convinced you it would be a great idea to trim his bangs? Unfortunately, yes. They weren’t that long but they covered his eyes and he was annoyed by them so clearly you had to rectify the situation.
“What if it looks terrible?” you winced.
“It can’t look terrible. I’m World Wide Handsome.”
Oh, my God. You gave him a look, the look that you always gave him when he said something like that, but he laughed like it always did, giving you a thumbs up. It made you look up into the mirror and stare at your own reflection as if you were in a sitcom.
Shaking your head, you used the comb to lift the hair from his face. He stared up at you, making you nervous.
“Close your eyes,” you scolded.
“I want to see,” he pouted.
“I don’t want to make you blind with your own hair. Close your eyes.”
He frowned, but obeyed. You had watched YouTube videos for this, which was clearly enough training for you to embark on this journey. You hesitantly made the first cut. He screamed.
“I swear, Seokjin, stop it!”
If you weren’t used to his antics, you probably would have chopped off a whole chunk. He was laughing at you, but you ignored him, point cutting to fix the bluntness of your mistake. You kept going, snipping delicately, focused on your task. It wasn’t as hard as you thought. Seokjin had thick hair, but it was also over-processed even though it was dyed black. It made things a little easier, as his hair needed the trim.
“I can see down your shirt.”
“Nothing you haven’t seen before,” you said absentmindedly.
“Take it off so I have something to look at.”
You stopped for a moment, giving him that look again. He giggled.
“You look so funny.”
You combed through his bangs to get the loose hairs off. “Better?”
He turned his head to look in the mirror, mussing with the front of his neatly-combed hair. He stood up and shook his white t-shirt, checking himself out. For a second, you wondered if he was actually looking at his hair or his own face.
“Thank you,” he finally said, grinning. “Now you can see my sparkling eyes.”
You wanted to facepalm and your expression reflected it. Seokjin clapped and laughed, knowing you were doing it sarcastically. You didn’t actually think it was lame. Couldn’t egg him on too much though; Seokjin could praise himself for hours and sometimes you just wanted to eat dinner.
You swept the fallen hair with a broom as Seokjin poked your side.
“Okay, what do you want?” he said cheerfully, looping his arms around your waist as you struggled to gather the hair on the floor.
You made the awkward waddle to the trashcan to toss the hair. “I don’t need anything, Seokjin. Thank you is enough.”
He picked you up, broom and all, and spun you around. You groaned exaggeratedly, pretending to wobble as he put you down. He laughed, pressing his forehead against yours. The broom clattered to the floor, but you both ignored it.
“I’m ancient,” you complained. “Don’t do that.”
“Hey!” He gently headbutted you. “There’s no way you’re ancient if I’m still young.”
You laughed, softly headbutting him back. “Weren’t you the one complaining to Big Hit that you were getting old and there was too much dancing?” you teased.
“They’re really difficult!” he whined.
“Yeah, yeah, but you always look perfect, so that means you can do it, right?” You nudged him, making his ears red.
“Ah, well, of course,” he stuttered. “I am BTS Jin after all.” He placed his hands on his hips and grinned proudly.
You looked up at him with a smile, not teasing this time. Maybe he drove you crazy but you loved him more than anything else in the world. It was always fun to be around him. He was ridiculous and never boring, always keeping you on your toes. You wanted him to keep smiling and always tried to make him happy when he was down.
He placed his chin between his index and thumb, wiggling his eyebrows at you. “What are you thinking about? Falling more in love with me?”
You laughed and shoved him lightly. He pulled you along, bumping you into his chest, showering you with light kisses. You smiled against his lips, kissing him a little harder. He stiffened, surprised. Seokjin could be overtly flirty, but when it came to the first move, well…
That might have been your instigation.
He looked at you curiously and you kissed him again. He had full, plush lips that were fun to kiss, and he always seemed stunned that you wanted to kiss him. You broke apart, looking up at him lovingly.
“Hey, Seokjin,” you murmured.
His eyes went round with curiosity. “Hm?”
“I kind of… maybe… really love you,” you dragged out, tongue cheekily between your teeth. You were making fun of his confession, way back then.
He puffed his cheeks at you. “Hey! That’s not nice!”
“I know,” you chuckled. The response you gave when he confessed, in true Han Solo fashion. You two were having a Star Wars marathon, after all.
“Yah, you’re so annoying!” he whined, tugging on your sleeves as he dragged you out of the bathroom and into the bedroom. You tackled him, laughing, making him stumble onto the bed as you ferociously nuzzled him. You kissed him, cupping his face with your hands, pinkies rubbing his red ears. Despite saying you were annoying, he kissed you back, smiling against your lips. You broke the kiss, kissing his cheeks and ears, nipping at his earlobe playfully.
“Maybe I’ll show you what’s under my shirt after all,” you purred, pressing your body on top of his.
He groaned, his hands sliding up your sides. You liked being on top of him, but it was preventing you from removing his shirt, so you sat up and yanked your t-shirt over your head. You tugged at his and he wiggled out of it, tossing it aside. Both of you were only wearing underwear underneath.
You placed your hands on his broad shoulders and slid your hips down, stopping at his growing erection.
“O-oh?” You grinned. “Just from kissing?”
The red was slowly beginning to creep to his cheeks. “You’re b-basically naked too!”
You tilted your head as if you were thinking. “You’re right.” Tucking your tongue between your lips, you reached back and undid your bra. It slid off your shoulders and you tossed It aside, bouncing your chest on purpose.
He moaned, seeing your nipples bounce in the air. Seokjin might be good at body rolls, but there was nothing he enjoyed more when you did it with your bra off. You grinned and cupped your breasts with your hands, bouncing them more vigorously.
“Okay, that’s it,” he declared, grabbing you by the shoulders and flipping the two of you around, pressing you onto the bed. He was bigger than you, but it was comforting to look at him. Not to mention fun to see the slight desperation in his eyes.
He leaned down to kiss you before moving down your jaw and neck, running his hot tongue against your cool skin. You shivered, feeling his breathing, the light nip against your collarbone. Down the crevice of your breasts before stopping and licking up your sternum, blowing softly on the wet skin.
“Seokjin…”
He was deliberate and calm, driving you crazy. Slow, languid lick to your nipple before taking it in his mouth, flicking it lightly with his tongue. There was a little nervousness as he reaches up to slowly rub your other nipple. It was a sweet and innocent movement, and secretly it turned you on. You ran your hands through his hair, pressing into his mouth, whimpering softly to encourage him. He licked more roughly and you purred, sliding your other hand down his side and running your nails across his skin.
He released you, breathing your name softly before lapping at your other nipple, playing with the tip as he looked up at you with his round brown eyes.
“Hm?”
He rested his chin on your stomach. “Can I be inside you now?” he pouted. “I’m horny.’
You laughed, nodding. That was your cue to reach over and grab a condom from the bedside table, only to turn back to his underwear suddenly vanishing. Your mouth turned into a small ‘o’, impressed.
“A good magic trick, Kim Seokjin. Can I hire you for my birthday party?”
He wiggled his eyebrows at you. “If you’re going to be naked at your birthday party, of course.”
You removed your panties, amused. “It would have to be a private birthday party then.”
He put the condom on and then grabbed your thighs, sighing at the fullness of them. He always enjoyed your thighs and how juicy they felt in his hands. “Only the best for my love,” he whispered affectionately, positioning himself at your entrance.
“Oh? Missionary?” you quipped, raising your legs.
His ears reddened. “I like watching your breasts bounce,” he said, flustered. You also knew he liked your legs pressed against his torso. He liked to feel them against him as he fucked you.
He entered you slowly, for you and for him, both of you moaning as he filled you up. Your eyelids fluttered closed, feeling him adjust to touch your sensitive spot. He began to move and you squeezed him, making him gasp.
“Stop that,” he panted, thrusting slowly.
“Don’t want to,” you replied, rolling your hips up to meet his.
“You’re actually going to be the death of me,” Seokjin whined. “You’re so tight.”
You placed your arms above your head so he could see your breasts bounce with each thrust. “I have to practice for the love of my life.”
His eyes fixated on your chest, shuddering. “Or you could not drive me crazy for once.” Without meaning to, he began to increase his pace, thrusting harder and faster.
You gasped, so focused on his movements that you didn’t reply. He hit the spot you liked so much and your breath hitched, panting out his name like a prayer. Again, and again, harder, rougher.
“Say my name again, love,” he growled, pressing down. He crouched down and sucked on your nipple, hard, while simultaneously fucking you senseless.
“Fuck, Seokjin, fuck,” you moaned, clutching onto the pillows as he lifted his head, brows knitted in concentration. He felt so good, so right as his cock twitched inside you, the head rubbing against your sensitive walls. You were getting wetter, the orgasm hitting you out of nowhere, making you whine as your pussy pulsed around him, juices leaking down.
“That’s it,” he breathed, sweat glistening on his brow. The obscene, wet slapping sounds were almost too much for him.
“Seokjin, ah, I’m going to–”
He moaned as you came again, tightening around him, shuddering with pleasure. He grunted and slammed into you one last time, his orgasm hitting him like a tidal wave. It racked his entire body, filling him with satisfaction and bliss. You pushed your hair back, looking up to see his bangs tangled with sweat and plastered to his forehead. You chuckled, smiling at him.
“You’ve gone and ruined my hard work,” you complained.
Seokjin grinned devilishly. “And I’d do it again.”
pairing(s):seokjin x reader, mentions of past hoseok x reader
summary: Kim Seokjin goes through anger, fear, and inappropriate arousal and, quite frankly, he’s not sorry about it (well, he is a little sorry). It’s a roller coaster.
warnings: non-idol!AU; in which everyone makes bad choices; slow burn; rated M (18+) for language, mentions of drug use, mentions of depression and suicidal thoughts, violence, mentions of past cheating, smut (a little bit of a praise kink, cowgirl, repeated orgasms)
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The air itself was tense.
He paced the front hallway after forcing the guards to make themselves scarce. He wasn’t wearing his tie and his blazer was somewhere in the house. That left him in his black suit pants and dark blue dress shirt, sleeves rolled up. If he was in his right mind, he would have cleaned himself up, perhaps made himself look less agitated as he waited.
You shouldn’t have let her go, Seokjin.
He was scolding himself. He should have trusted his instincts, but instead he let her go. He checked his phone again and there was the feed of the camera showing her leaving her house.
Moments before, he had the urge to call her suddenly, practically growling his instructions.
“Get your ass over here now and bring the week’s supply. All of it.”
He wasn’t even sure she was going to listen to him. But she was leaving her apartment. He shouldn’t have installed that camera outside her apartment, but he also didn’t give a single shit. He needed the peace of mind. He needed it.
He knew how selfish he was. Childish even. He knew it was wrong, all of it. He shouldn’t have kept her around after what happened to Hoseok. He shouldn’t have guilted her into staying a runner. He shouldn’t order her not to be touched, he shouldn’t touch her himself, and he shouldn’t, for fuck’s sake, give her continued access to cocaine.
But he did.
He rubbed his forehead, taking a deep breath. He knew he wasn’t a nice man. Maybe it was how he grew up – privileged and the youngest. Always fawned on and treasured. He had no cares in the world. He thought he could have whatever he wanted because money brought everything. And when money didn’t, well, emotions could be manipulated.
He knew he was deplorable. But none of that stopped him.
She wasn’t an addict. Fuck, she practically hated substances now. He knew she kept doing what he asked because she wanted to watch over her customers, wanting to check up on them even if it was to be the next dose. Seokjin knew how twisted that was. A drug dealer who cares because she couldn’t talk them out of the habit. She couldn’t stop them but maybe she could control their dose. And that was fucked up and he let it continue because he wanted to see her, even if she low-key hated his guts.
He really was the worst.
She was supposed to be his. But then she had met Hoseok, friend of a friend, and everything went to shit. He took the scraps he could get. He wasn’t proud of it. He made her do things sometimes when Hoseok was craving it really bad. Memories she probably buried so deep so she couldn’t remember them. And then Hoseok didn’t come to him one time, just once, and everything got even shitter, if possible.
He thought he could live like that. He thought he could continue being like that.
But this time was different. This time he could feel it. He didn’t know what she could do, but there was something different in her eyes this time. He hadn’t counted on that. He hadn’t counted on maybe, just maybe, she would stop this cycle herself.
He scowled, pacing more intensely now. Even now, he was sure of it. She didn’t like to admit it, but he knew her well and saw through her feeble attempts to hide her emotions. He had ignored it, but, of course, it steadily got worse. Each time he saw her, it was like a little more of her died inside. He thought she would get over it. She was a strong person. He had always admired that. Perhaps strong wasn’t the right word. Stubborn.
He punched the wall and growled. The pain felt like nothing compared to the heightening fear inside him. A fear he veiled in anger, the only way he knew how to deal with it.
The knock on the door was sharp.
It cut him out of his thoughts. A few swift strides and he practically ripped the door open. She was breathing hard through the black face mask, cheeks red from running. Grey sweatshirt and long grey shorts. He remembered that outfit. For once, however, her hands were bare. She had forgotten to wear her usual black gloves. She always wore them because she did not like handling the product directly. Fingerprints and shit like that. She looked surprised to see him opening the door.
Without greeting, he grabbed the front of the sweatshirt and dragged her inside, slamming the front door and locking it.
“Seokjin, what the–”
He shoved her into the wall, knocking the wind out of her. She gasped, head hitting the wall and seeing stars.
“Did you fucking bring it?”
“Fucking hell,” she swore, trying to blink her eyesight straight. “Yes, I brought it, you–”
He shoved her up the wall, taking the face mask off her roughly. He stared into her eyes, which were looking in every direction, getting back into focus. He checked her lips, her nose.
“Seokjin, are you trying to kill me? Fucking shit,” she groaned, shaking her head.
“Do I need to try if you were planning on doing it yourself?” he growled.
The air seemed to drop by ten degrees. Shock, and then shame flitted across her expression. She wasn’t looking at him. She opened her mouth to say something but he cut her off.
“Lie to me. I fucking dare you.”
She closed her mouth and swallowed. Then she looked up at him. A little bloodshot. Focused and so dark that it ate him up inside seeing that. There was brightness there once. Life.
“Give it to me.”
He held one hand out but the other didn’t let go of her sweatshirt. Wordlessly, she reached into her pocket and pulled out a folded handkerchief. She opened it in his hand. There it was. The packet of cocaine and a bottle of pills. The bottle rolled off his hand and fell to the floor, but he ignored it. He was looking at the plastic bag.
“You opened it.”
“I put it back,” she shot back.
He slammed his fist into her sternum, making her gasp painfully. “How much did you take?”
She suddenly shoved him, tone rising in rage. “I said I put it back, you asshole!”
He threw the packet at her, missing and hitting the wall. “Did you now? Suddenly a good girl?” he mocked, eyes narrowing.
“Fuck you, Seokjin! I’m not a fucking addict like you!”
Unfazed, he raised a finger, pointing at her. “At least I’m not addicted to actively punishing myself mentally and physically over nothing.”
“Nothing?” she hissed, slapping his finger away and shoving him again. “Nothing? You fucking cold-hearted, greedy shit, always acting high and mighty,” she shouted, clenching her fists. “As if you fucking know. As if you would ever have a clue what it was like to be in love.”
“I know,” he scowled. “I watched you and Hoseok frolic around until the end.”
“You–” She tried to slap him, but he dodged out of the way. She glared and turned around, obviously intending to head out. He grabbed her arm and dragged her back.
“Let me go,” she snapped, trying to punch him but he caught her hand in mid-air, squeezing it uncomfortably.
“You know you can’t actually land a hit on me unless I let you.” His voice was low, dangerous.
She stopped struggling and just glowered at him, clenching her jaw. “What are you going to do? Keep me prisoner?”
“Maybe I should. Prevents you from doing anything stupid.”
She was breathing hard. He was much bigger and stronger than she was. His broad shoulders towered over her, and his grip was tight and unrelenting. She changed her tone.
“Why do you care?” She narrowed her eyes. “Can’t have your precious runner die on you?”
He scoffed. “I have many more, better runners who service many more customers than you.”
“Then why does it matter?” she challenged. “I’m just a pawn in your game. Just let me die in peace.”
His blood ran cold. She cemented the worst with those words.
“You’re so caught up in Hoseok’s death that you think about nothing else,” he breathed through gritted teeth.
Her dark eyes flashed. “And why does that matter? You couldn’t give two shits Hoseok died. It only meant I wasn’t going to suck your dick or let you finger fuck me in an alley anymore.”
“You’re an idiot.”
Her eyes widened at the sharp retort. He was staring at her with a mixture of fury and despair.
“Your head is so far up your ass you didn’t even think to look around you.” He released her suddenly, pushing her away from him. “You think I don’t know what love is?” he asked, voice breaking a little as she looked at him, mouth open in shock. He huffed, shaking his head. “I love you. I always have, from the moment I saw you. You can stand there and deny it all you want, but you know it’s true.” He sighed, frowning. “But then you met Hoseok and you instantly fell in love with him. And, shit, Hoseok was a great guy. What was I supposed to do? Not let the women I love be happy?”
“You… you made me do all kinds of sexual favors for you,” she sputtered.
He raised an eyebrow. “And? You were begging for cocaine to feed your boyfriend’s bad habits. You think I would let you have that for free without benefiting off of it?” He chuckled, half in disbelief and half in his own shame. “Are you a saint? You were poisoning my friend right in front of my fucking face.” He cocked his chin at her. “It’s not like you were poor. You have money. You did it anyway.”
Her lips trembled. She looked from the ground to the wall and then to him. “B-but…”
“I should have stopped you both,” he continued, sighing again. “I should have cut him off and I should have made you break up with him. I saw where it was going.” He ran his fingers through his hair, dismayed. “I should have done something. Maybe he wouldn’t be dead. Maybe you wouldn’t be like this.”
“I… I haven’t changed.”
“Haven’t changed?” he snorted disbelievingly. “You’re a shell of a person. You live in Hoseok’s shadow, trapping yourself in there.” He took her by the shoulders and shook her. “Wake up.”
She lifted her head, dark orbs to his. It hurt him to see her like this. It hurt him to know it was partially his fault. Maybe he couldn’t stop her one day in the future. Maybe one day he would be too late and then he would turn into her. Pure apathy, navigating life but not caring for it.
Her head fell. They both knew they had made terrible choices. He exhaled and placed his forehead on top of her head, closing his eyes. Her hair smelled good, a gentle herbal scent.
“Please… I don’t want you to die,” he whispered. The emotion was seeping into his voice, anger dissipating into sadness. It was hurting him so much. He never told her because he didn’t want to burden her with his sorrows too. But he couldn’t stop it now. The walls he made to protect her were cracking, one by one.
“Seokjin…” The way she said his name was shattering his heart. So empty and miserable. “I want to see him.”
“I know,” he murmured, forcing his tears back. “I do too.”
There was a silence. Enough of a moment for Seokjin to collect himself and steady his emotions. He had to be strong. He had to support her.
“You didn’t really mean it, right?” she quietly asked. “When you said you loved me.”
“It wasn’t past tense, Moon.”
She pulled her head back and looked up at him, staring into his brown eyes. He had no lies to tell. He gazed back, smiling just a little.
“I thought I was obvious,” he teased gently. He wasn’t proud of being an absolute dick and taking advantage of her. He knew he was overtly flirtatious, but he also knew there were lines he couldn’t cross. He wasn’t going to try and pursue a relationship when he knew she didn’t want it. It didn’t make his feelings go away though. It didn’t matter who he fucked or who wanted him. The end result was always the same.
It was pathetic, he knew.
She bit her lip, frowning. “You could have forced me to be with you.”
He chuckled, shaking his head. “Contrary to your opinion of me, I wouldn’t do that to Hoseok or to you.”
“Yet… you kissed me at that time.”
His lips pursed. “I make mistakes too.” With a heavy sigh, he took a step back, smiling sadly at her. His hands left her shoulders, slowly, one by one. For the longest time, he had wanted her by his side, always. For the longest time, he had wanted her to stay with him, always. But this time, he felt defeated. This time, he didn’t feel like getting his way.
“It’s time for me to let you go,” he said, smiling at her, crushing his own heart with his own words, smashing it into tiny pieces and praying for them to never come back together. He gestured to the door and turned away from her. He couldn’t save her, no matter how hard he tried. The only thing he could do was stay away from her and keep the drugs out of her reach. He reached down and plucked the packet and the bottle from the floor. What started it all. Just some stupid white powder. He shoved it in his pocket, closing his eyes.
What was I thinking?
“We had fun, didn’t we?” he murmured, more to himself.
“Seokjin.”
Fingers suddenly grasped the sleeve of his dress shirt. Pull away. He bit his lip. He had to be strong. He had to pull away. But he hesitated all the same.
“Please don’t.”
The words came out of his mouth before he could stop them. “Don’t what, my darling?”
She didn’t reprimand him this time. He felt her walk around him, standing in front of him. He couldn’t open his eyes. Don’t look. He knew he would fall apart if he looked.
“Don’t let go.”
She pressed her lips to his, softly. He felt his resolve crack. He opened his eyes, only a little. Her eyes were closed, brows furrowed as she feverishly kissed him. After his lack of reaction, she broke apart from him, looking up at him with questioning eyes.
“I have to.” To his surprise, his voice was weak, wavering. He had never been so scared in his entire life. “I’m a cold-hearted, greedy shit, remember?”
She frowned at her own words being repeated back to her. “I’m sorry I said that.”
His lips curved upwards ever so slightly. “You shouldn’t be. It’s true, after all.”
She chewed on her lower lip, looking down as she twisted her hands at her stomach. “But you still tried to help me. Even though I always refused it.”
Against his better judgement, he reached out and lifted her head with his fingers. He rubbed his thumb against her chin.
“I had to keep trying for my Moon.”
Her lips parted. She tried to kiss him again, but he turned his hand and pressed on her chest gently, preventing her.
“You don’t need to do that anymore to get what you want,” he said quietly. His smile didn’t reach his eyes, but he smiled anyway.
The eyes that looked at him – those dark, dark eyes – full of an emotion he didn’t understand. She was looking at him, deep into his exposed soul, seeing all of him.
“If what I want…” she whispered, lips brushing against his thumb. “If what I want is you, right now, would you say no?”
He should say no. He should refuse and walk away. But he knew his answer and he was sure that she had found him out already.
“I wouldn’t.”
If he could look into those eyes forever, he would. If he could freeze this moment forever, he would. But nothing was forever. He knew that and she knew that.
Her tongue slid out from between her lips and licked his thumb tentatively. He pulled his hand back swiftly, swallowing thickly.
“Don’t pretend for my sake,” he warned. “Don’t give me false hope.”
Maybe it was a joke. Maybe she didn’t really mean it. In the end, he was weak when it came to her. In the end, he gave in. He couldn’t refuse. When he was so drunk that he couldn’t see straight anymore, she was the reason he made himself throw it back up. When he was high as a kite, drifting into nothingness, the only thing he couldn’t forget was her. She was the one he dreamed of at night. When there was only darkness, she was the moonlight. She was the reason to keep going.
She reached out and wrapped her hands around his. “I want you, Seokjin. Show me how much you love me.”
He pulled her to him, making her stumble into him. He crashed his lips into hers, kissing her fully. He shoved his tongue into her mouth, pressing it against hers. It was messy and rough, almost as if they were back at that time. Back at those parties, drunkenly making out, not really knowing what was going on. He let go of her hands and wrapped them around her waist, lifting her up easily. She wrapped her legs around his waist and continued kissing him, sucking on his tongue the way he liked. He moaned into her mouth, walking them to the room. The room they had been in so many times before, but for different reasons. Her sucked on her lower lip, nipping on it softly. She pulled away, kissing his cheeks and jaw, tongue lacing around his earlobe. He shuddered, opening the door and feeling her suck on it softly. His hands held her tightly as he fell onto the black leather sofa with her on top of him.
“Here?” she mumbled, chuckling.
“Look, this is a big house and walking to a bedroom is going to take at least ten minutes,” he growled, squeezing her ass playfully.
“Next time, then,” she said, making his heart skip two beats.
She kissed down his neck, nipping at the sensitive skin. Her fingers fumbled with the small buttons of his dress shirt.
“For fuck’s sake, rip it open,” he complained.
She laughed a little. He was seriously going to have a heart attack from the arrhythmia she was giving him. “You’re too rich,” she commented, before she hooked her fingers between the folds and ripped the shirt open, causing buttons to fly everywhere and clatter to the floor.
“I’m horny; there’s a difference,” he retorted, yanking the shirt out of his pants himself.
She paused, eyes going down his toned chest. She could see his scars, some she knew, some she didn’t. Her fingers traced them, running down his skin, setting it afire. The shirt slid down his arms, and he lifted his arms out of it. It was useless now anyway.
She kissed his chest, her soft lips like a dream. Her tongue traced the contours of his muscle, hands pressed against his sides. As she kissed down, the hands slid up his broad back. He bit his lip and laid his head back. Down, down, kissing his belly button lightly, then down to the edge of his pants. She spread his legs, nuzzling his crotch. His erection strained against his clothes and she pressed her nose against it, breathing on it.
“Fucking shit…”
She came back up, a sly smile on her face. She straddled his lap, having to spread her legs even more to accommodate him. He could feel her inner thighs, the heat positioned right above his cock. She rolled her hips into him, pressing her heat against his stiffness.
He groaned, hands gripping the hem of her sweatshirt. He pulled it up and over her head, tossing it onto the marble table. Another second and he had unhooked the black bra. She shrugged out of it, letting it fall to the floor. Her nice round breasts, nipples sticking straight out at him. He cupped them in his hands and ran his tongue over them, flicking a nipple and earning a soft moan. He sucked on them greedily, lapping up their taste, intoxicated. She gripped his shoulders for balance, panting his name.
“Seokjin… ah…”
He pressed his thumbs against them, rubbing them roughly. “Are you my good girl?” he murmured, watching her come undone with his touch. “Are you all mine?” He pinched them and she gasped, grinding her hips into him.
“Yes, Seokjin,” she breathed, nails digging into his shoulders.
He smiled, slowly letting her go. “You have to take off your clothes then, so I can reward you,” he ordered, lightly pushing her off him. She hooked her fingers on the side of her shorts, but he stopped her, twirling his finger with a smirk.
“Turn around first.”
She gave him a look but he simply grinned. Turning around, she pulled the shorts and her underwear down together, exposing her ass and pussy as she bent down. His lips parted seeing her sex glisten with arousal. He hadn’t expected it, even now. She turned back around, frowning as she saw him with his pants still on.
“Too busy to take yours off too?’ she chided, reaching over to unzip his pants.
He smirked. “It’s a good view.”
She was about to yank his pants down but he stopped her, reaching into his other pocket to pull out his wallet. She raised an eyebrow. He took out the condom and placed it beside him before wiggling out of his underwear and pants.
“And here I thought you were going to pull out some money,” she pouted childishly.
He chuckled. “You can have my card any time you want, my love.”
He took her hand and cupped it around his cock, exhaling in satisfaction as she touched him. He had missed this, selfishly. They have never had sexual encounters with all of their clothes off. It was always a spur of the moment, an impulse they craved. She stroked him, but he kept his hand around hers, dictating the pace.
“I can go faster than this,” she said.
“Oh, I know,” he replied, sighing in bliss. “But I have more work to do, so I’m not trying to blow my load in five seconds.”
“What about me?” she asked, lifting her leg and tilting her hips towards him. It was one of the sexiest things he had ever seen, her dripping pussy facing him, wanting him.
He let her hand go, hesitantly. “Okay, okay. Get on top of me.”
He rolled the condom onto his cock as she climbed on top, positioning herself above him. Once he was finished, he held it in place as she sank down on him. Slowly. So hot, so wet, her muscles clenching around him, sucking him in. He clenched his teeth. He had only been inside her a few times. Only when Hoseok was really passed out and wouldn’t hear them. Because he couldn’t contain himself knowing his cock was filling her up, feeling her muscles tighten around him, pulsing. It felt so good. He reached up and placed his hand around her waist, positioning her so his cock was touching that spot she liked, making her moan and throw her head back as he thrust into it lightly.
“That’s it, that’s my good girl,” he breathed. “You can take what I’m going to give you, can’t you?”
She knew what he meant. “Y-yes, Seokjin.”
Fuck, he loved it when she said his name so breathlessly like that. “Hold on, my darling.”
She looped her arms around his shoulders and he slammed his hips into her. She gasped at his forcefulness, but there was so time to collect herself as he thrust into her, bouncing her up and down on his cock, letting gravity sink her back down. She cried out, biting her lip hard as he pounded her, muffling them. He called her name, making her look down at him.
“Let me hear you,” he panted. “Scream my name.”
He thrust into her, hard, making her yelp and throw her head back.
“S-Seokjin,fuck!”
“Too rough?” he mocked, ramming into her while pulling her down on him.
Her nails dug into his shoulders. “Fuck, fuck, Seokjin, whatever you want,” she gasped, “You know you can do whatever you want to me.”
“Yeah?” He rolled his hips, hitting that sweet spot. She moaned his name, dragging it out as he continued. “Squeeze my cock with that delicious pussy of yours. Cum all over it.”
He felt her muscles contract around him and he had to chomp down on his tongue to avoid losing it right then and there. He had to make her orgasm multiple times first. He had to. He stopped, pulling her up so only the tip was inside her. She whined, trying to wiggle back down.
He reached between her legs and found her clit, rubbing it. She gasped, her eyes rolling back into her head as he pinched it, causing her walls to clench and liquid gush down his cock, coating it with wet stickiness.
“F-fuck, Seokjin!”
He grinned, letting her sink back down, but still rubbing her clit. She clung onto him, rocking her hips into his hand as he continued his assault on her clit. He ran his nail over it and she wailed, pussy gripping him tightly as waves of pleasure racked through her, clenching his cock in her warm vice.
“That’s my good girl,” he whispered softly in her ear. He removed his hand and she shuddered, her swollen clit rubbing against him as he pressed his hips against hers.
“It’s going to be even better now,” he purred. He lifted her again and began a slow pace, dragging her clit against his skin each time he went down, earning a whine of pleasure each time.
“Seokjin, y-you’re crazy,” she panted, her body shaking in his hands.
“Crazy for your body,” he grinned, thrusting into her harder. She groaned, both at the response and his movements. Each time her body shuddered and he felt her become wetter, he increased his pace, harder, faster. Her pussy throbbed around him.
“M-more, Seokjin, fuck… fuck me up,” she pleaded, meeting his pace.
He couldn’t take much more. Her head thrown back, her breasts bouncing in his face, her completely fucked out expression and her pussy pulsating around him. So hot, so wet, so tight. He felt the familiar sensation tightening inside him. He thrust harder, giving it all he had. He breathed her name.
“Look at me.”
She did, pupils blown wide, devoured in pleasure that was all him, him fucking her senseless, him filling her up with his cock, him making her weak.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!”
He came with a cry, slamming her down on his cock as it shot into the condom. His cock twitched inside her. He shut his eyes, moaning as he felt her pussy squeezing him, milking every last drop uselessly. Her head fell against his shoulder, her heavy breathing against his ear. He shivered. He was wet, sticky, and absolutely filthy. It was amazing.
“You have to get up, my love,” he whispered, exhausted.
He reached down and held the condom as she winced, pulling off of him. His cock slid out and smacked him in the thigh. He was surprised he was still semi-hard after all that.
She slid down next to him. She had never sat down next to him before, not in this room. His heart thudded in his chest and not from the afterglow.
Summary: Seokjin and Y/N bake some gingerbread cookies together but as they are letting them cool, they realise that there is snow falling. After some time playing in the snow, the pair decide that a nice bath isn’t the only thing that is going to warm them up.
Warnings: Tooth-rotting fluff, and some soft smut. Kinda religious stuff I guess (Seokjin likes the idea of Y/N calling him her God)
“Like snow piles up, I remember what you gave me You gave me the courage to live.”
“You look absolutely ridiculous.” Y/N giggled as she walked into the kitchen. Seokjin had texted her to come down and make gingerbread with him, so she happily obliged. But what she hadn’t expected was to see him stood in the kitchen, holding a wooden spoon and wearing a pink apron that said ‘Kiss the Cook’ all while having a pair of reindeer antlers complete with bells and baubles and ribbons on his head.
“I look amazing. You are just jealous.” He said. “You’re just boring, wearing your white hoodie and black sweatpants.”
“Well technically the hoodie isn’t mine.” She pointed out, stretching up on her tiptoes to kiss Jin.
“Ah I can see that. Because it practically hangs off you. Let me guess, it’s Hoseok’s?” He guessed. Y/N nodded.
“Well done. You can recognise his cologne.” She giggled, making Jin brandish the spoon at her.
“Yah, you little brat.” He said. “Okay, go wash your hands, and then we can make these gingerbread cookies.”
“Yes sir,” she saluted him jokingly. She walked over to the sink and washed her hands thoroughly while Jin got out all the ingredients.
Making gingerbread seemed complicated but was a lot easier than Y/N thought. After melting the butter and mixing it with the ingredients in a pan, they let it cool for a bit before rolling it out and creating the cookies.
“Did you have fun with Namjoon yesterday?” Jin asked. He was backhugging her as she washed up the things they had used and wouldn’t need to use again.
“Yes. It was really fun. I got everyone’s presents.” Y/N replied, scrubbing at the pan, where some burned sugar remained. “It’s not coming off.” She complained.
“Here, let me try.” Jin pulled on a pair of gloves and took the scourer from her. “What presents did you get?”
Y/N opened her mouth to reply but realised what he was doing. She hit him with a towel. “Hey, no, that’s cheating!” She cried, causing Jin to laugh. “I’m too smart for your tricks.” The pair were silent as they got into a routine with Jin washing the pan and trying to get the stain off while Y/N dried the clean things and put them away.
When she turned around, she noticed white stuff falling from the sky. It was snow. “It’s snowing!” She exclaimed. “Come on, last one out has to finish cleaning that pan.”
She ran upstairs to put on her coat, hat, scarf, gloves. She pulled on her new boots and ran out into the back garden. “Haha, I won!” She exclaimed as Jin raced out. He wrapped his arms around her waist and spun her around, making her laugh and scream.
“Either way I would have been cleaning that pan.” Seokjin pointed out, making her nod.
“Yup. That is correct.” She confirmed, making him set her down. He bent down and scooped up some snow before throwing it at her.
“Jin!” She yelped, taking cover behind Yoongi’s chair that he would sit in in the summer. “You’re so on, oppa!” She scooped up snow and tossed it at the older, who wasn’t able to duck in time so got a face full of snow.
“Oh, you little brat.” Jin scooped up even more snow and eventually they were having a snowball fight. When Jin was collecting more snowballs, Y/N left her hiding spot and jumped onto him, making them both fall to the floor as Jin yelled in shock.
“You scared me!” He said, turning his face to the side to glare at her lying on his back. She giggled and got off him, dusting off her clothes.
“I’m so sorry.” She said with a hint of sarcasm. Seokjin stood up and towered over her, wrapping his arms around her and keeping her still.
“I trapped you.” He said. She looked up at him, their eyes locking. “You look pretty with the snowflakes in your hair.” He said.
“Thank you.” She whispered. “You look handsome with snow in your hair too.”
“You look like an ice princess.” He said, subconsciously leaning down. Their lips connected and they kissed. It was full of love and a passion that caused something to ignite inside Y/N.
Jin’s tongue darted out to lick her lips before pushing into her mouth. She hummed into the kiss and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling herself closer to him. “Inside. Go inside.” She said breathlessly. “Need you.” And she could feel just how much Jin needed her from how hard he was.
“Okay. Okay. Yes.” He said. “It will warm us up, and then we can have a nice bath after.”
“Sounds good, Jinnie.” She said as he carried her upstairs to his room, their clothes being pulled off at various points on the journey up.
He kicked open his door and set her down. They both finished undressing each other, sharing kisses and touches as they did. “Sound so pretty, sweetheart.” Jin said as she let out a soft moan at his fingers brushing over her breasts. “Can’t wait to taste you.” He whispered in her ear. “I can’t wait to bury my head in that pretty little pussy of yours and make you cum so hard that you see stars.”
“I need you so bad, Jinnie.” She whispered in his ear, arching up into his touch. He traced his fingers down her stomach down to where she needed him the most.
“What’s the magic word, sweetheart?” He asked, fingers hovering over her pussy.
“Please.” She looked up at him, giving him puppy eyes. He chuckled and leaned down to kiss her as he slid his fingers into her pussy. “Ah.” She moaned into the kiss. He crooked them inside of her and pressed against her special spot that made her feel ecstatic. “Oh my God.”
“That’s right, sweetheart. I am your God.” Seokjin said, moving his fingers faster as he moved his head down to meet them, leaving a trail of kisses and bites in his wake.
Her fingers tangled in his hair and pulled slightly as his tongue made contact with her clit, earning a groan from him. He wrapped his lips around her bundle of nerves and sucked, causing her hips to buck up at the sensation.
“Nah uh.” He said, pulling away. “Keep those hips still.” He pressed them down using a free hand. “You taste delicious, angel.” He said, slipping his tongue inside her.
“Oh God, that’s so good.” Y/N’s eyes rolled back at the feeling as her toes scrunched up.
“I think I like you called me your God.” Seokjin said as he pulled away and lifted himself back up to hover over her face. “Are you ready for your God’s cock.”
Y/N felt a wave of pleasure roll through her at Seokjin’s confidence and him calling himself her God. “Please.” She managed to get out. Seokjin hummed and leaned down to kiss her.
“Whatever my angel wants, she will get.” Seokjin obliged, filling her in one thrust. Y/N let out a long moan. “I love making you sing.” He crooned, kissing her neck and sucking.
“I… Ah… Oh.” Y/N could not get a single sentence out, making Seokjin chuckle.
“Is my cock making you feel too good?” He asked.
“Feel so good. So full. Love it.” Y/N choked out, letting out another moan as Seokjin pushed in all the way and just rolled his hips, not thrusting anymore. “So deep.” She threw her head back and moved her hand to rub at her clit.
Seokjin pushed her hand away. “I’ve got you. I can make you cum.” He said, pressing his thumb down, making her scream out. He rubbed it in tight circles, making her shudder.
“I’m close. Gonna cum. Please?” She asked.
“Cum whenever you need to.” Seokjin said, kissing her again. “Cum for your God.”
At his words, Y/N felt the knot inside her snap and her whole body shook with the force of her orgasm. “That’s it, angel. Such a good little angel.” He said. “Shit, angel.” He exclaimed. “You squirted.” He continued rolling his hips, chasing his own orgasm. “That was so hot. Covering me in your cum. Marking me as your own.”
“I didn’t know I could squirt.” Y/N said as she tried to catch her breath.
“Our little secret for now. We can surprise the others.” He said. “Show them what we did tonight and how much you cum just from me.”
“I’d like that.” Y/N moaned, feeling overstimulated. His hips stuttered and he pulled out, releasing on her stomach.
“Fuck angel.” He moaned out. He leaned down and kissed her. “You okay?”
“Yeah.” She replied. “I’m more than okay.”
“That’s good, sweetheart. Come on, I’ll run you a bath.” He said standing up and taking her hand. He led her to the bathroom that was opposite his room after wrapping her up in a robe that he found on the back of his door.
“Can we have the coconut bubbles please?” She asked, snuggling into Seokjin’s side.
“Of course, sweetheart.” Seokjin selected her desired bubble bath and poured it into the water.
“Seokjin oppa.” Y/N wrapped her arms around his waist and looked up at him while they waited for the bath to fill up.
“Yes, sweetheart?” He asked, looking down and stroking her hair.
“I love you.” She said. Seokjin smiled and leaned down to kiss her.
“I love you, too.” He said. He reached over to turn off the water. “Come on, in you get.” He kissed her cheek as he helped her out of the robe.
Once they had settled into the water, Y/N turned her head to look up at her soulmate. “What about the cookies?”
“We can finish them after, okay? We just need to roll out the dough. It’s supposed to cool anyway.” Seokjin reassured her.
“Okay.” Y/N settled against his front.
“Just relax, okay? I’ll wash you.” He said, kissing the top of her head.
“I can do it, it’s fine.”
“I want to.” He said softly. “Let me take care of you.”
“Okay.” Y/N obliged. “Thank you.”
“What for?” Seokjin asked.
“For loving me how I am and not trying to change me.”
“I will always love you sweetheart. No matter what happens.” Seokjin said. And as he said that Y/N knew it was completely true and that it was completely true for all of them.
➬ Summary | Ever since the day he walked through the front door of your cafe hand in hand with his sweet daughter on one gloomy afternoon in the middle of winter, he had captured your heart without him even knowing it. All the time, you had chosen to stay on the sidelines, watching him mend his broken heart in silence while he teaches his own daughter that it was okay to be a kid despite the pain that they shared. You know you shouldn’t be so infatuated with him or let this feeling go any deeper. Because nothing could prepare you when you are forced to watch him move on, completely unaware that he is about to be breaking your heart into pieces.
Seokjin cannot shake the feeling that he may have gone over his head.
As a father, the only thing that Seokjin has ever wanted was to provide a good life for his daughter. All he ever wanted was to be able to do the best that he could to make sure that his little girl would continue to enjoy her childhood, especially for a child who had been much too young to understand grief the way adults could.
He has kept his chin up and stayed strong for the sake of keeping Soojin happy and teaching her how to be strong, hiding his own wounds while making sure that life will continue the way it should for her to grow up like any other children her age.
He has followed all the steps he had learned as a newly single father, took in everyone’s suggestions and did everything to the T. For everything that he has done, for every choice that he has made, he always made sure that Soojin would always come first.
The first decision that he has ever made for his own benefit was to start a relationship with a younger woman like Minnie.
its not surprising that it took a long time for Seokjin to come to these realizations. He lost his wife and he was grieving, he is not in a good space. Friends have good intentions most of the time, but i think going out on a date when he is not ready muddle his mind a bit, much less start a new relationship. On the other hand, our reader has 3 years to recover, yet she is not done yet. I dont think one can ever fully move on from any kind of loss. But, she is in a much better headspace and i admire her so much for not taking advantage of Seokjin’s situation, you know. I thought she was too late in letting her feelings known but now i realize that she ubderstand what Seokjin is going through coz shes been there before and she knows that he is not ready.
Whenever i read a series of mini series i always get scared coz as much as i want a happy ending i know that an author can go the way of realism, and sometimes that means the main character not getting together. I think that this is one of those story i wont mind if they end up just friends. For me a happy ending for them both is not to hurt that much over their loss, recover from their loss and find their happy ending, with or without each other. Dies that make sense?
Thanks Dia, this story is so much more than i expected. The prompt is something really close to my heart. Though a different loss, its still a loss. Thanks for breathing life into the prompt.
¼ of the amazing quartet, i will do the other 3 in due time! i love my queen, i live for her werewolf au, plus there’s always the right mix of angst, fluff, and smut that is always chefs kiss… i super like that although her male characters are so obviously strong they are super soft too then it comes to female leads… and and and theres sort of redemption always for characters like Yoongi in Third Wheeling & Jimin in Bird Cage.
below are my fave fics from this author, but please do go ahead and browse all her works as they are all equally beautiful.
I Waited for You - just because its a Kim Seokjin fic and he’s an alpha!!! maybe i have not explored tumblr properly but i have come across very few Alpha Seokjin stories.
Welcome to Seoul Land - again, just because its a Kim Namjoon fic and werewolf au. my queen did not disappoint! Namjoon is so soft, ima cry…
When it Rain it Pours - i was swooning, a soft Namjoon for a roommate turned lovers…
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A/N: Attention SMUT ahead. I saw the pictures of him at the wedding of his brother so I wrote this. Enjoy!!
Jin was looking around the room nervously while you were fixing his tie. “Hey Popstar.” you called him knowing that he hated that nickname. He rolled his eyes and you chuckled. After you were finished with his tie you brushed your palms over his shoulders to flatten his black suit. He was still nervously moving and you finally cupped his face to keep him still. “Hey.” you said again making him look into your eyes. You smiled and you could see his worried features. “It’s going to be fine.” you said and he sighed defeatedly. “This is horrible.”
“No it’s not. Come on.” you said and leaned in to give him a peck on his lips. “It’s a small ceremony. There are no paparazzis and Oppa needs you with him.” you said and he looked away, sadness filling his eyes. “I think he would appreciate it more if I didn’t show up.” he said and you shook your head. “No, Jin. You´re his brother. Family. He needs you to be there.”
“You don’t get it. It’s supposed to be his big day and no matter what I do people will shift their attention on to me.” he said now seeming really selfconcious. “I´m really sorry that I can´t take you with me. That will just throw everything out of proportion.” he apologized and you sent a warm smile his way. “Don´t be sorry. I totally get it. Just enjoy the day with your family and make your mom happy.” you said and he suddenly wrapped his arms around you. “I don´t know how you can be so good towards my family even though they´re giving you a hard time. Especially my mom.” he said after placing a kiss on top of your head and you chuckled. “That´s not true, Jin. She´s just worrying about her son. And that´s her right as a mom.” you said trying to ease his mind. His mom was giving you a hard time. She didn´t like you very much and sometimes it did hurt your feelings and put a strain on your relationship with Jin, but you overcame everything together. He was about to say something when the door to the dressing room was pushed open and his mom walked in, wearing a beautiful yellow hanbok, making you two pull apart. Both of you bowed to greet her and she nodded back. “We´re ready to leave when you are.” she said towards Jin and he nodded. “I´ll be right out.” he smiled at his mom and tried to play off his nervousness. “We´ll see you tonight, Y/N.” his mom adressed you and you smiled politely. “Have a great ceremony. I´ll congratulate Oppa and Unnie when you´re back.”
His mom nodded at your answer and turned away towards the door. “I´ll wait outside.” she said and you were surprised that she didn´t drag Jin out of the room. You put your hand against his back and pushed him forwards gently. “Go. I´ll see you tonight. Have fun.” you said and he gave you an apologizing kiss before going after his mom.
***
You spent the evening doing things you didn´t have the time to do usually. There must have been a few people who snuck photos and posted them online without anyone recognizing because you saw photos from the wedding online as you scrolled through social media. You were snuggled up on the couch, some random show running on tv while you were on your phone. A smile spread across your features as you saw Jin on the photos. He was really trying hard not to draw attention. He was nervously clasping his hands or standing in the back at a table greeting new comers. His tall and broad statue didn´t help his attempt not to draw attention. You would have some calming down to do when he came back from the wedding.
It was late at night when you heared the lock of the door click announcing that they arrived. When someone walked ino the living room you expected it to be Jin but found his mom walking up to you. You stood up immediatly to welcome her and she sat down on the couch next to you. “Do you want to drink anything?” you asked politely but she just shook her head and patted the seat next to her. “Come on sit down. I need to tell you something.” she said and your eyes widened. What could be this important that she needed to talk to you at this time of day?
“I know I didn´t particularly welcome you to the family.” she said and you started an attempt at denying it but she stopped you with a hand gesture. “I gave you a hard time this whole time but..” she said and looked away from you,”as I heared how you talked to my son today while he was getting ready for the wedding..I-..you calmed him down, never said a bad thing about us even though it would´ve been your right - I cursed about my in laws whenever they were not around and I was alone with my husband - you´re always trying really hard to make him happy and you take care of him. He looked like a lost puppy at the wedding without you.” she said in one go, as if it cost her all her energy to say that. A big smile spread across your face. “I´m still unsure if you´re the right one for my son.” she said trying to hold up her pride,”but as long as he thinks you are, I´m going to be nice to you.”
“Thank you. This means a lot to me.” you thanked her and before she could say anything footsteps got closer and Jin was standing in the room. “What means a lot?” he asked and a hint of horror passed the features of his mom, afraid you might tell him what his mom just did. “Nothing. She just brought some photos and food back for me from the wedding.” you lied and she exhaled in relief. “I´ll get going.” she said and got up. “Aren´t you staying the night? It´s late.” Jin said but she shook her head in denial. “No way.” she said and was her old self immediately which made you chuckle lightly.
***
He tried making you tell him what you really talked about but you just brushed it off everytime. He was lying in bed next to you with his arm wrapped around your shoulders and your head resting against the side of his chest. “I’m proud of you Jin.” you said into the dimm lit room and he placed a kiss on top of your head. “I’ve done nothing to be proud of. You’re the one pulling me through all of this.” he said and you rolled your eyes. He was the worst at accepting praise. You swung your leg over his hip to sit on top of him and smiled down at him. He looked surprised at your actions but very happy nonetheless. He rest his hands on your hips and let his fingers glide under your oversized shirt. His cold fingertips against your warm skin gave you goosebumps. “Did you miss me while I was gone?” he tried teasing you but you were feeling too confident to be teased by him. “Baby I know for a fact that you need me more than I need you right now.” you said sliding your hands down in between your legs to fumble with the waistband of his shorts. “All that built up tension…” you purred and stroked over his member,”has to go somewhere.” you teased him back and his eyes changed from bright and peacefull to dark and lustfilled in seconds. “I mean…” you said sliding your hands back up and under his shirt to pull it up. He lift his torso for you to pull his shirt over his head. You breath catched in your throat at seeing this beautifully built man laying in front of you in all his glory. The moonlight was shimmering on his toned skin and made him look extra delicious. “I saw the photos and you were looking really,…” you kept talking while tracing his lower abdomen with your fingertips while slowly grinding your hips against him,”really stressed out. Keeping all that stress can’t be healthy for you.”
He growled something under his breath as the friction of his shorts sent sensations to his brain that would push him over the edge shortly. “Babe..” he hissed as you picked up your pace and his grip got tigther on your hips. You lift your arms above your head signaling him to take off your shirt and he did that immediately with no hesitation whatsoever. He leaned up to take your bra off too and tossed it to the side before leaning in to place kisses on your chest. When he sucked and played with your nipple you let out a statisfied moan and you could feel him smile against your skin. He moved up to your throat and arrived at your ear with his wet kisses while he kneaded your breast with his hand firing himself up. You could feel him growing harder and harder underneath you. You were already dripping wet from all of the action and the fabric seperating you drove you crazy. He captured your lips with his and you grind harder against him to pull a deep moan out of him. “Take them off.” you said in between kisses and he did while you took your own panties off. You were about to climb back on top when he arched a brow and you smiled at him. “I’ll take care of you today.” you said and let you fingers tangle in his hair while climbing back onto his lap. You wrapped your hand around his leangth and stroked him a few times to get him fully ready. While you sat up to align him at your entrance, he cupped your face and kissed you passionately. As you pushed down on him he let out a low groan and burried his face in the crook of your neck. “Fuck me.” he cursed at the sensation of your walls clenching around him. “Shit…” he said breathlessly and you smiled enjoying your own high. You tucked at his roots while he streched you out real good. You bit yourself into his shoulder while trying to adjust to his girth. He started kissing your shoulder and neck softly when he realized that you were having a hard time adjusting. “Ugh..it’s been so long.” you moan in to his shoulder and the moan leaving your lips makes him want to pound into you until you’re left moaning his name. He’s been on tour before the wedding and when he came back he was so wrapped up in the wedding preperations that there was no room for you two to catch up. “I need to move.” you beg him after adjusting and realizing that he has a firm grip on your hips not allowing you to move even an inch. “If you answer my question.” he says suddenly out of the blue and you pull away to look at him. The tiny movement making you both wince in desire. “What? Ask me. Hurry.” you say impatiently and he smiles. “What did you talk about with my Mom?” he asks and your eyes almost fall out of your head.
“Jin!” you scold him while slapping his chest,”how can you ask me about your mom while your fucking dick is inside of me?!”
He laughes at your reaction and kiss your lips. “Major turn of.” you growl after he pulls away. “Tell me.”
“No!” you exclaim and try pushing off him because this is getting ridicilous. You manage to move a few inches and the friction blows both of your minds after not moving for such a long time. “I never thought soaking would be this pleasing.” he panted against your lips while both of you tried really hard not to move. “I know.” you breathed, the tiny argument from seconds ago long forgotten. “I don’t think I can handle you moving.” he moaned while holding onto your back and a devilish smile spread across your face. His hands were already trembling and he wasn’t holding on as hard as before so you could easily move up to let him slide out of you. Both of you moaned in unison at the feeling and you pushed back down immeaditely because the emptiness felt horrible. “Jin-…oh fuck.” you cursed, not able to form a logical sentence, while you kept grinding on him picking up your pace.
“You feel so good.” he praised you and slid his fingers between your folds and started circling your clit harshly to add to your pleasure. You took your lower lip in between your lips, closed your eyes and leaned your head back to enjoy the sensation of his fingers. “So beautiful.” he breathed and you clenched around him which made him moan out in pleasure. “Jin..” you tried to warn him that you were close but just couldn’t gather your thoughts. When he felt you getting closer he finally thrust his hips up to meet yours which made you cry out his name. “Right there, right there.” you moaned and he drowned it in a kiss. “I’m so-…” you pressed out and he nodded knowingly. “Cum for me baby.” he purred into your ears and nibbled at your earlobe before sucking at your sweetspot. That pushed you off the edge and you came moaning his name through the entire apartment. Your statisfaction made him follow close and your movement became sloppy while both of you rode out your highs.
***
You were back in cuddling position just without clothes this time and much much more statisfied and relaxed. Your eyes were closed because your eyelids were heavy and when something came to your mind you smiled to yourself. “Jin?” you whispered sounding very sleepy. “Hmm?” he stirred and you chuckled. “She thanked me for taking good care of you.” you said happily and snuggled closer to him. There was a long silence and you could practically hear his inappropriate joke coming. “If you make an inapropriate joke about me taking good care of your dick while I’m talking about what your mom said, your sleeping on the couch tonight. Try me.” you warned him and he chuckled nervously while pulling you closer. “You are taking good care of me.” he finally said and you rolled your eyes before both of you fell asleep happily.
