[] "Jimin Is Going To Kill Us.." You Whisper Once He Locks The Door To The Bedroom. The Kisses He's Leaving

[♡] "Jimin is going to kill us.." you whisper once he locks the door to the bedroom. the kisses he's leaving on your neck are absolutely intoxicating and you whine when he gently pushes you towards the bed until you gracefully fall into it with him on top of you.

"Spread these for me, would you?" he taps your thighs and you're surprisingly hesitant to do so; all of his kisses had yet to cloud the rational part of your brain. you're in a very compromising position though, with your skirt all ridled up and your shirt starting to push up against your cleavage thanks to his sneaky fingers and his intimidating eyes that make every little effort to distract you. the lust in his eyes make you feel like a prey, and you knew what he was up to the second he started leading you towards a more secluded area of the apartment, and you most definitely were done for.

"I promise no one will know. We'll come out in a second." his long fingers gently push the hair that had fallen on your face in the process of getting in the bed. You smile at him, but you're not still not sure. You wanted to leave a nice impression, and having sex on a bed that's not yours and an apartment that definitely is not yours wasn't going to help with that.

"It's the first time i'm meeting your best friend and you want to fuck on his bed while we're in his housewarming party?!" you slap his fingers that are trying to unbutton your shirt and he giggles in a child-like way. you're still anxious about it but you give him a smile once you see him frustrated with the last two buttons of your shirt. This is so taehyung; the way his satoori briefly intercepts his voice as he whines to you, the way his lips were pouted, and how he was not letting you leave from under him no matter what, his eyes trying to distract you while his hands were now busy holding your hips in place... he was pulling out the big guns.

"Jimin totally likes you. Nothing's going to happen. I promise. We'll be out in 10 minutes." his cheeky fingers are already at the hem of your underwear, gently going through it and it brings shivers to your skin once his fingers touch your skin.

"Fine. But this cannot become a thing." you roll your eyes and your hands instantly pull the neck of his shirt towards you, his face finally being close enough for you to bring your lips together in a heated kiss.

"Let me pull these to the side real quick" you giggle once again when you feel his groans on your neck, desperation shown in his movements.

you weren't going to be visiting anytime soon after this.

[♡] “can she come in with me?” if you didn’t know him well enough, you wouldn’t be able to notice the excitement in his voice at the prospect of you joining him on his tattoo appointment.

with a certain nod from his friend, the one who was tattooing him ever since his skin met ink for the first time, you went inside the room, deciding that the little stool in the corner was enough, still nervous about seeing him in such a vulnerable way. you knew his tattoos were important and super personal to him, something you rarely talked about because he was entitled to have a little privacy about them, and it made you feel flattered, almost honored in a way to be allowed in something that for him can be so precious.

jungkook easily took his shirt off for the tattoo artist to be able to easily access the inner part of his bicep, only for you to cover the other half of his body, scared of his skin turning even whiter because of how cold it was in here, making the both of them laugh at how protective you can be. the security camera in the corner, almost too near the chair he was sitting in, turning into your temporary enemy.

and even if you were holding too much stuff, like your heavy coat and his, both of your bags and his phone and yours, you still scrambled to be even closer to him to just hold his hand when he reached out for you.. smiling at seeing him a bit drowsy from the whole thing. the almost sleepy smile he gave you while grabbing your hand made you feel dizzy from how crazy the butterflies in your stomach started to turn. you were so in love with him.

[♡] "baby, come on! i'm winning!" he says, his laugh laced with pure happiness. you roll your eyes at him, fixing your work clothes in the mirror one last time, hurriedly spraying perfume on your neck, ready to go out.

the both of you had decided to have an spontaneous karaoke session in the middle of the day, and you had been having so much fun while having an almost brunch-like meal, but now, he was staying while you had to go to work, and it was hard, because he was so pretty today, his hair ruffled just the way you liked and he was in such a good mood, everything was perfect. but you couldn't stay with him, not even a chance. your brain had worked ten times harder than your heart to convince you of that.

"i love you so much, give me a kiss" you interrupt his extra note changes and grab his both cheeks with one hand, his lips puckering up, ready to reciprocate your kiss. "mwah!" he exaggeratedly exclaims and smiles once he hears your chuckles. "have a great day, baby" his bunny smile is the last thing you see from your living room once you close your apartment door.

fuck.

[♡] nothing feels better than a long shower after what felt like a really heavy humid day. and that's why you leave the bathroom humming to yourself in happiness and with a smile on your face, catching like a magnet the attention of your boyfriend, who was already waiting in bed for you, leaving his phone unattended to follow your every move, finally opening the duvet as a welcome right when you get close to get into bed with him.

one of the best rituals a couple can have is definitely night time after a long day being away from each other, and having him every night as your companion made you feel extremely happy and at ease, ready to seek full relaxation right by his side.

he seems to take on your good mood and smiles to himself, turning around on his side to properly look at you when you sit by his side. "what?" you ask, avoiding his gaze to not giggle in shyness. he still had that effect on you. so you make yourself busy by quickly moisturizing your legs. "nothing... you are pretty" he smiles at you and gets closer to leave an affectionate kiss on your arm. "and you're too" you quickly peck his lips before settling in bed, leaving your phone on the bedside table to finally get closer to him. he wastes no time on settling on top of you, his face lowering to sniff your hair in the most exaggerated of ways just to get an inevitable cackle from you. your arms try to get him away from you while you laugh, but you simply know that he won't budge. "what are you doing, love?!"

his mouth and his hot breath near your skin makes you move your head to the side to stop him from going further and stop the tingling feeling on your skin, but jungkook was already an expert when it came to you, and one thing you couldn't do was escape from his irresistible kisses.

"can't i show a little appreciation for my woman?" he seems playfully offended with your question, and as he says that, his cheeky hands start exploring until one of them is pushing down the straps of your silky top, his soft lips instantly finding home on the fresh skin of your shoulder. and it feels delicious, your hands by reflex instantly looking for the hairs in the back of his neck while the sounds leaving your mouth are the best kind of praise he could ever receive.

he has you screeching his name when he playfully bites one of your clavicles, but before you can scold him, the quick pitter patter of those paws you'd grown used to hearing for these past few days gets closer and closer until it sits on the bed, taking half of the surface with it. "bahm-ie, dad is fine! leave!" he tries to shush him away with just his arm, trying to keep going with his little scheme but the puppy was still standing tall with his chest out like a soldier, a worried frown on his face looking at his owner. it was an adorable sight.

"you know the rules" no sex in front of the dog. you pat his arm and he whines for a little until he gets off of you, a frown on his face as he turned around to face his new adorable puppy. "fine" jungkook doesn't even finish extending his hands but it's enough of a signal for the puppy to walk and kick all over both of your legs until he's right by jungkook's side. just two seconds with his gigantic form on top of the bed was already making the queen size bed feel incredibly small.

"he's too young to watch his dad get into action, anyway" so he's going to let you be all hot and bothered because of the dog? "jungkook!" now it's your time to whine as you see him get ready to cuddle with his puppy, his back facing you. you sigh in frustration when he doesn't seem to budge, giggling away while you're looking at him incredibly offended, a little bit hot and bothered maybe.

"the both of you will pay for this, sooner or later." you say as you turn off the switch of your beside lamp. they definitely will.

[♡] "baby, come on! i'm winning!" he says, his laugh laced with pure happiness. you roll your eyes at him, fixing your work clothes in the mirror one last time, hurriedly spraying perfume on your neck, ready to go out.

the both of you had decided to have an spontaneous karaoke session in the middle of the day, and you had been having so much fun while having an almost brunch-like meal, but now, he was staying while you had to go to work, and it was hard, because he was so pretty today, his hair ruffled just the way you liked and he was in such a good mood, everything was perfect. but you couldn't stay with him, not even a chance. your brain had worked ten times harder than your heart to convince you of that.

"i love you so much, give me a kiss" you interrupt his extra note changes and grab his both cheeks with one hand, his lips puckering up, ready to reciprocate your kiss. "mwah!" he exaggeratedly exclaims and smiles once he hears your chuckles. "have a great day, baby" his bunny smile is the last thing you see from your living room once you close your apartment door.

fuck.

[♡] "Baby! How are you doing?" once he's done taking his shoes off after closing the front door, he takes his own time to look at you once he finds the slight agitation in your voice. You're hiding something behind your back too.

"Just really tired." he has his usual :] face as he waddles through the apartment and finally sits down on the couch with a sigh. You have not moved one inch from the spot he found you in and you're smiling a bit awkwardly. "Is everything okay? Why haven't you kissed me yet?" his eyebrow raises a little bit and he's now a little suspicious of your predicament.

"What? No, everything is okay. I'm just.. uhm, yeah, arranging some things." you try to take a few steps to your left but his voice stops you. "What do you have there?"

"Just some.. things. I have to throw them out, though."

"I can see the shiny paper, babe." his eyes light up at the sight of some curled kind of plasticky paper behind you, and once he takes a look around the living room, he finds a few balloons here and there behind the curtains, one of the ottomans on the corner and he can definitely see one under the tablecloth. "Did you make this for me?" his tone lights up as he looks at you nervously shifting from one feet to another. "Why did you take it all off?" he extends his hand towards you and you take it without any second thought. His lap feels comfortable as always and you wrap your arms around his neck with an apologetic face.

"I just.. I didn't know you were feeling so tired, and once you actually told me, I felt so so bad so I took everything away. There's still cake on the fridge, though. It's too good to throw it all away." he listens to your whines while locking eyes with you and he makes sure to drag his fingers through your long hair.

"I'm never too tired to celebrate with my favorite girl. Why would you think that?" his nickname for you makes your heart flutter and you instantly go in for a smooch. It was kind of dumb now that you think about it. But you were worried for him, you don't miss the bags under his eyes and the tender muscles beneath you. As the day went by and you guys texted here and there, you knew how long this day had felt for him. "Would you mind cutting me a piece of that cake you made for me? And gifting me the privilege of sharing it with me in bed?" his hands tenderly hold you and his arms bring you closer to him, another kiss being left on your lips as you nod. Yes. Of course.

"Do you have some lingerie under there?" his left hand goes under your hoodie to look for something. "Just some plain cotton undies."

"Even better. Let's go" he playfully slaps your bum as you get up from your spot.

"Happy birthday, baby"