Summary: In an unexpected turn of events involving your economics class and a magazine article, you find out just how talented your boyfriend is.
Pairing: Namjoon x OC
Genre: Smut, fluff
Word count:8.6 K
Rating:18+
Warnings: language, teasing, dirty talk, making out, breast play, blowjobs, restraints, mild dominance, edging, unprotected sex
A/N: Not me reading a Reddit thread about the best rappers in the Korean music industry and coming up with a whole fic by the time I get to the end of it :’)
A huge huge thank you to @jeoniius for being a stellar beta as usual, reading the whole thing, giving me tips and telling me how hot it was at the end :’) Couldn’t have done it without you, Tannie <3
This is also part of my submission towards the Bangtan Bingo Spring Event by @bangtanwritingbingo, using my square “oral sex”.
You don’t realise you’re clicking your pen until the person in front of you turns around to frown at you. You immediately stop and mouth an apology, sinking down further in your seat as your cheeks burn and you continue counting down the minutes until you get home.
Not just home, though. To your boyfriend. There’s a warmth that flows through you at the thought. For once, when you go back to your studio apartment, you won’t need to look forward to simply receiving texts from him or maybe catching him on the phone during a common free half hour. No, if everything goes well and you’re able to get out of here at a decent hour, Namjoon will be right there, in the flesh, tall frame and dimpled smile welcoming you.
“I’m the best fucking rapper the industry’s ever seen,” he says quietly.
OMG, the smut. I love it I LOVE IT. I love smut when it’s more than smut. Here, I read the scene as a treatise on identity, about self acceptance. About an acknowledgement of who you are and what you’ve accomplished.
No more hiding behind modesty. (No pun intended!)
Sometimes we really need to say what we’ve done with our lives so far. Say where we are right now. Out loud. For our own spirits to hear something healing like— “I’ve been through a lot. I worked hard. And I’m the best the industry has ever seen.”
Cath,@magicshopaholic thank you for the lesson. Sometimes we forget to give ourselves the credit when it’s due. Sometimes we need to be that person to remind others of how far they’ve come (haha, again no pun intended). And sometimes the best way to do that is to write it in a smut scene. Amazing.
It’s 3 AM and I can’t sleep so my brain decided to torture me by reminding me that all the people I have looked up to since I was little fangirl will die before me.. I started imagining the day the world is going to loose people I have grown up watching and admiring and now I can’t stop crying! Imagine seeing the avengers die for real, or the cast of your favourite show/ movie. I will die a bit inside that day. So yeah I hate my brain
