[] It's Not Until Everything Slows Down And You Both Lay Tangled Upon Each Other, That You Realize How

[♡] It's not until everything slows down and you both lay tangled upon each other, that you realize how much you love him. As your bodies try to seek full relaxation, you don't mind the ache in your legs and the marks on your hips cause it was mere proof of how he had given himself to you tonight. He had demonstrated how much you meant to him in the most special and pleasurable of ways, different than the other occasions in which the both of you spent the night together.

Getting to know Kim Namjoon was like falling through an endless rabit hole, in the most positive of ways, cause who wouldn't fall for his charms and his looks? His kindness? All about his personality? You realize that even if you'd promised yourself to someone else, it was the biggest mistake of your life and he was the one who you truly belong to.

And as you lay on his chest you’re able to feel the kind of comfort you needed after one of the most tiring weeks of all; and it feels like the world stopped the minute you stepped into this hotel suite; your own little universe in between these four walls.

And you know it's not right. It simply isn't. But fate was cruel to the both of you, and the pain of not being together after realizing you both were the one for each other, was even worse.

You both know that your phones (on silent mode) are probably blowing up cause you both were too powerful and your lives were full of responsibilities you both had decided to leave behind, on hold until you both had the strength to continue. He reminds you that there isn’t much time to spend together after the deed is done, but he cannot find it in himself to get up and get dressed to leave, instead he keeps still and he takes the time to stroke your delicate skin, his strong hands wandering from the back of your neck to your lower back. Neither of you is ready, but it was time to go back to your usual lives.

"I don't want to go.." you whine. Being trained all your life to not insist, to not beg nor need something more than yourself always stopped you from really expressing your feelings to him, but tonight you make an extra effort to do so. You hadn't been swayed by his money, power or reputation but his simplicity behind closed doors, and it took two months working on a project between the both of you to fall deeply in love with each other.

And tonight he confessed his love for you. You’re surprised because those three simple words and their real sincerity were unbeknownst to you, a territory you were always too weary to cross, but this time around, it felt right. It suddenly felt okay to feel what you feel, and it was okay because he was there to pick up the pieces you’d kept to yourself all these years.

He’d made an extra effort to understand the puzzle that you were and solved it effortlessly, and you had gladly gifted your heart to him the second you felt the kind of security he could only provide to you.

“No one ever told me they loved me before.” it was your opportunity to open up even more to him, and you know his silence is considerate and sincere, it gives him the time to think about his words carefully, trying to avoid letting you down.

"Well.. I love you. I mean it." it’s simple and to the point, an irrefutable fact, and it’s enough to make you get up to really look at him. His eyes inmediately search for you and one hand gets up to trace the diamond necklace he had specially bought for you, the one you wore tonight to one of the most important business meetings, knowing it was a sign you both only could understand, a sign that you were truly his, even though the man that had been faster in puting a ring on your finger was sitting beside you and in front of him. "More than whoever made you feel so scared."

And so the night ends and the both of you end up getting up anyways, ready to face the world. When you get ready to leave he takes extra care of you, even pulling up the zipper on the back of your dress, his hands cheekily wandering on parts of your body that make you blush and giggle with happiness. You love him. You do. And the words tumble clumsily out of your mouth because it still is something so new and out of the ordinary, something you're not used to saying. He offers you the biggest most reassuring smile through the mirror and he takes it upon himself to turn you around and put his hands around your head to hold you.

When he says it back, he watches the way your delicate eyes close and you give him a smile, and he suddenly feels this unbelievable warmth inside his chest. he'd never felt this before. "don't break my heart, hm?" you smile at him and fix his crisp black suite, removing any imperfection intruding on the expensive material. it's the only way you can think now of showing him how much you love him.

And when you turn around to pick your bag, he searches for your hand. "You deserve so much better, even better than this" he makes it a mission to assure you, but you only offer him a shrug of your shoulders, you know what he means, but to you it doesn't matter at all. Even one minute of his time meant so much to you. "I promise i'm going to give it to you."

[♡] if the rare occasions that both of your schedules lined up felt like incredible, both of your vacations lining up felt like heaven itself. you were just coming back from a one-week trip you'd spent all alone, and you still had one more week left till you had to go back to work. this time around yoongi was incredibly clingy to you, which was rare. from how he insisted on picking you at the airport and then treating you to dinner, to the mind-blowing treat he was in bed and now waking up tangled in his arms, you have never felt better. that was until you remembered half of his schedules, realising now that he was probably putting off work just to be with you. and you wouldn’t allow it.

that’s why he whines when you lift the covers up, the light breeze coming from the window you opened a few minutes ago making him instantly shiver. "yah! you have to go to work." you try to pull one of his hands to get him up but fail miserably at doing so when he doesn’t even move one inch from the bed, and you hit his arm playfully when he looks at you with a smirk on his stupid cute face.

this is what you reap for spending too much time together on the weekend and now he doesn't want to go to work. "I can take a few more days off! They owe me from those weeks back in two thousand something.." you whine this time when he brings you closer to him when he pulls extra hard. "You can come back once you finish two songs." "I don't even have one prepared!" he whines back at you, the shiver in your body provoked by a combination of his warm breath hitting the side of your neck and his raspy deep voice.

"Yes you do! You have a shit ton of requests. Sort that out and then you can come back" you push his chest and he whines with a chuckle from the pain.

" ... You promise?"

"I promise. Finish at least two songs and write a couple more and then you can come back here" he seems to take your words seriously, and it takes him two minutes to get up and put on some clothes.

He comes back four hours later, eager to come back to you and be with you, a pendrive on his hand with a winning smirk on his face. You end up cooking dinner while hearing his latest projects, happy and loving kisses being shared all throughout the evening.

[♡] date nights always made his heart feel jittery, specially when it's been a full month since the last time he saw you. the candles have been carefully rearranged as many times as he can remember and he had now moved onto carefully watching the steak currently in the oven every 2 seconds, just to make sure it was perfect. you deserved perfection, thats what he had told himself over and over again as he started making dinner.

he was nervous, and the elegant glass of wine that was keeping him company till you arrive was just now helping him slow down. he hadn't seen you in so long; he had been understanding of your situation as your practices were getting harder and longer, and he knew you'd understand his work situation too, so you both decided to do your own thing, respecting each other's boundaries and limits until you were able to reunite again. you both were able to overcome this sudden distance by communication and understanding, nevertheless he still missed you, he craved your touch and he missed the feeling of being able to be near you, to be the first one to wake up and make breakfast for the both of you and to hear the random facts that you would always spill on random times of the day. he was used to his life routine, as insane and tiring as it was, but all this time without you made it 10x times harder.

the first hello gets him the right amount of emotional. it feels like heaven and you look like it too; your soft hair in between his tattooed hands and your beautiful child-like giggle resounding in his ears. he feels at peace.

and he's grateful to share a lovely meal tonight, his food untouched because he didn't think he would be able to do two things at a time; to listen to your stories and news and eat. so that's why he decides to scoot over and look at you as if it was the last time; his bulky hands holding yours in an overprotective way. he missed you; the smooth feeling of your skin around his hands making him remember all of the beautiful memories he shared with you in an instant.

at the end of the dinner you are the one who makes the first move. he sighs in relief when you sit on his lap and round your arms around his neck, your breath colliding with his face and he cannot help but beg for you to kiss him; and the second he says that he thinks he's screwed, because the look you give him before getting closer makes him fall in love with you all over again.

[♡] arriving home after a long day was one of the best feelings in the world. nothing compared to being able to feel the weight of your shoulders leaving once you closed your front door, but definitely the biggest highlight of it all was being able to share that moment of the day with your boyfriend.. seeing his messy sneakers with a little “suga” written in the sole making your arrival feel even sweeter.. and when you waddled to the kitchen, ignoring for now the pain that was a mere consequence of you deciding today of all days to break-in your new shoes, you could not be more glad to see him lazily making himself a nice cup of tea.

"hey stranger" he mutters, while concentrating on his cup. wordlessly, you wrap your arms around his waist. "thank you" you whisper while holding his body as tight as you can, burying your cheek on his back, the scent of his cologne making you melt right in that spot. the comfort and heat he radiated from his skin making you forget about your day and all your worries. "what for?" he asks. "for being you" you can hear his light chuckle that always appears when he's flustered, making your heart feel full.

[♡] he felt so upset by how it was almost the fourth consecutive night that he had to cancel your usual dinners together. work was beating his ass but at least he was trained to endure it, and at the end of the day, the only thing that truly made his heart feel heavy, was the fact that you'd probably end up feeling sad and disappointed by his unavailability and complications of his work schedule, something that no matter the situation he had no control of.

it had certainly been a problem before, and he can recall a fair share of girls who ended up resenting him for it, and even if he tried to convince himself that you're really different from them, the lack of confidence on your relationship itself still made his shoulders feel heavy. would this relationship fail too?

as he finally got out of the building, tie on his hand and the first few buttons of dress shirt undone, he spotted you on the seats near the fountain, waving at him with the biggest smile on your face.

"joonie!" he only had a few seconds to react because you were right by his side in less than a moment, linking your arms together and your eyes looking at him like he was the most precious thing to see. it made him instantly blush. "i brought you food! you're working so hard" you gush at him, stopping the walk to give him a smooch on his cheek, the blush on his face intensifying.

"are you okay?" he hadn't had the chance to speak but his heart started racing when you looked at him with worry in your eyes, scanning his face and smoothing his hair with your warm hands.

the dimple smile he gave you brought butterflies to your stomach. "i'm so glad you're here" carefully grabbing your wrist, he gives you the faintest most delicate kiss there and finally links both of your hands together, decided on walking to the car that was parked not too far from there, instantly asking you about your day, wanting to know everything about it.

[♡] You looked one more time at your phone just to see if you had missed amy other important message but found absolutely nothing. jungkook had called you last minute and told you to get up from bed and wait for him at your doorstep because he was on his way. that was almost an hour ago. the slightly cold breeze was starting to annoy you since you weren't properly dressed for the night and you were pretty sure your doorman was starting to think you were crazy because you hadn't moved one inch ever since you got down from your apartment.

just as you started to doze off the loud and annoying noise of a motorbike's engine woke you up. next thing you know, jungkook is setting one feet on the ground and taking a helmet of his head, the angle providing you a great view of his neck veins and his soft silky black hair.

"seriously?" you asked. completely unamused. he spent the last few months talking about getting a bike, but you were almost sure he wasn't going to..

"hey baby!" he exclaims happily in a cheery tone. "like my new toy?" just as he finished his question he changed his teasing smile to one of his many dorky expressions. how could you not love him?

"i am not getting on that, i'm telling you right now."