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Oh hi! Can you do #89 with Jin please?
"You're gonna wash my hair?"
(request for: "I noticed.")
seokjin x reader (oc) genre: fluff word count: 1.3K
a/n: Hi lovelies! I'm still camping but I decided to schedule this while I'm out of service. I came up with the idea for this after Jin said he wanted someone to wash his hair during that balance game thing. Anyways, I hope you all enjoy and thanks for reading! :))
Humming along to the music that played from your phone speaker, you dragged your finger across the surface of the water in a concentrated daze. Jin had been stressed lately, exhausted from busy schedules, but he wasn’t admitting this to you. However, it showed in the heaviness in his shoulders, the puffiness of his eyes, and the lack of energy in his conversation.
The bathroom door suddenly opened, pulling your focus from the bath water to the doorway, finding your boyfriend staring at you through his tired but bright eyes.
“You look relaxed,” he noted, his voice kind.
Resting your head back against the edge of the tub, you smiled. “Wanna join me?” You asked, your tone hopeful as his eyes widened slightly. Lifting your arm from the water, you placed it against the tub, holding your hand out to the man.
Without a word, Jin simply flashed you a bashful smile before reaching for the top of his back, pulling his shirt over his head. Stepping closer to you, you giggled at the way his strands had caught some electricity, causing them to stand up in disarray. His smile widened as he shed his pants and briefs just as quickly as he did his top.
“Come here,” you whispered to him as you sat up, Jin placing his hand in yours that was still held out to him. Stepping into the water, he carefully seated himself across from you, both of you face to face with your knees pulled up toward your chests. “How are you, my love?”
Jin prepared to answer with nonchalance, however, he caught on to the concern flashing across your gaze. Sighing, he reached out to place his palms against your knees. Soothing his hands down your thighs, he frowned.
“I’m just tired,” he replied. “Things have been nonstop lately.” Nodding at him, you flashed him a pout. “I’m so tired,” he finally admitted through a sigh, his shoulders slumping as he let his exhaustion settle into his body. “You knew that, didn’t you,” he realized with a hint of a smile.
“I noticed,” you gave him a small grin. “Here, turn around,” you told him, giggling a little at the way his eyes widened. “Just trust me and turn around.”
Watching the broad man attempt to rotate his body in the tiny confines of the bathtub was beyond comical. Tossing your head back in laughter, you appreciated the way his own squeaky giggles echoed throughout the bathroom, water splashing from the tub as he let out playful yells of struggle. The squeakiness of his amusement worked as a call and response with the squeaks against the porcelain as his limbs rubbed and smacked against them while he slipped around in the water.
Finally having turned his back to you, you quickly stretched your legs out, enclosing his hips between your thighs as you wrapped your arms around his waist. Tugging his back to your chest, you rested your forehead between his shoulder blades, giggling lightly against him.
“Relax, baby,” you mumbled through a lingering smile before leaving a kiss to his wet skin. Sitting back to place some space between your bodies, you dragged your hands up his sides before settling them on his shoulders, massaging his tense muscles gently. Small moans, slightly exaggerated in true Jin fashion, left the man’s lips. Beaming at his dramatized reaction, you slid one of your hands up his neck, digging into the strands at his nape. Feeling his hair between your fingertips, you cocked your head in thought.
Wordlessly, you began lifting yourself out of the tub, Jin quickly turning to look at you, reaching for your wrist to stop you.
“Where are you going?” He asked, worry evident in his features, as though he wasn’t ready to leave this moment with you.
“Not far,” you assured him, the man reluctantly letting go of your arm so you could crawl out of the porcelain basin. Jin’s eyes were glued to you as you moved toward the towel rack, wrapping yourself in the material before looking back to the tub. Flashing him a grin, he returned it just slightly as he continued to watch you carefully.
You reached for the bottle of shampoo before taking a seat on the edge of the bathtub. “Tip back,” you told him, Jin smiling in disbelief.
“You’re gonna wash my hair?” He asked as you stared at him nodding. “I’ll marry you one day,” he commented, making you giggle as you helped lead him to lean back to wet his hair.
“If I let you,” you teased just before he dunked his head in the water, shooting you a playful glare. Squeezing some of the product onto your palm, you rubbed your hands together to spread around. However, before you could work the shampoo into his hair, Jin reached for the back of your head, pulling you into a kiss. Giggling against his lips, he smiled into the action, having to break the kiss and instead rest his forehead against your chin.
“I love you so much,” he told you sincerely, pulling away to look up at you. As your lips spread into an even wider grin, you reached forward, lathering the shampoo in his locks.
“I love you too,” you replied easily. Jin looking straight ahead once again as he leaned into your touch, enjoying the way your fingers massaged his scalp.
“I’m marrying you,” Jin commented once again, you giggling as you silently directed him to lean back into the water to rinse the suds out of his dark hair.
“Fine by me, Jinnie,” you told him with a soft smile as you worked your fingers through his hair, ridding him of the shampoo. The water filled with flat bubbles and soap residue as he stared up at you in adoration.
Before he had even fully sat up, his hand was on your waist. “Get back in here,” he told you, his other hand finding the knot in your towel where you tucked it into itself at your chest, easily undoing it.
The cover pooled around your hips, some of it falling to the floor as Jin allowed his orbs to shamelessly take in your body.
“Now,” he added with a smirk, just before his hand tightened around your waist, the other grabbing your wrist as he tugged on you, dragging you into the tub. Crashing into the water on top of his frame, you both giggled as suds splashed out of the bathtub. Soothing his hands over your back, Jin kissed you softly, contrasting the way the water still splashed around you, not yet settled from your chaotic entrance. He kissed you so softly, the touch was barely there.
“Thank you,” he whispered against your lips. “For always taking care of me.”
Choosing not to reply, you instead brought one of your hands to cradle his jaw as you lowered your lips to his once again. When his hand slid down to grab onto your ass, however, you pulled away from the kiss to shoot him a playful and skeptical glare.
“I thought you were tired,” you teased him.
“You just washed my hair,” he defended himself, a confused expression overtaking your features. “It was sweet,” he continued as though his sudden desire for you was totally understandable with the simple comment.
“So now you want to-” you began to question him, only for Jin to push his lips to yours once again, silencing you mid-sentence.
No more words were spoken as you both lost yourself in each other, both of you easily falling into the ease of the moment, appreciating how simple your intimacy was. Jin always made everything so easy, so natural. Loving Jin was just so easy, and you knew you’d be doing it for life.
KIM SEOKJIN └ BTS In the Soop - Season 2
hi ms yamyam!! can i request jk backhugging 🥺 just soft n domestic moments <3
“Hi,” he mumbles, sliding his arms along your hips. You hadn’t heard him coming, assumed he’d forgone his slippers for this exact reason. The house is quiet, the silence interrupted by the occasional creaking of the pipes, the barking of a dog in the distance. Jungkook’s body is warm against yours, his breath coming out in evenly spaced puffs against your skin. His hands are as sneaky as he is, slipping beneath the hem of your shirt.
They don’t do much else, just assume their place there before he slowly begins rubbing circles against your skin. His thumbs are a little calloused; he’s been learning guitar lately, cooped up in his room for hours on end. The proof is in the roughness of his finger pads. “Hi,” you return, reaching to turn the stove off. “What’re you up to?”
Jungkook hums, nuzzling closer, breathing in deeply. He just wants to be close to you, wants to memorize the shape of your body against his; if he slows his breathing, he can almost feel your heartbeat through your back, lines up perfectly with his and everything. “Nothing,” he replies eventually, sifting through all the layers in his mind to produce that one word. You smell like his shampoo, his laundry detergent. You smell like him. “You?”
You shrug, leaning back into his embrace with a soft sigh. The sunshine filtering through the window is beginning to die out, painting a small sliver of the kitchen tile in its golden hue. Soon, it’ll be night and you’ll have to go to work tomorrow. For now, Jungkook burns the image of you in an apron into his eyelids, pulling you closer until you’re squealing in protest.
“Can’t breathe, can’t breathe,” you laugh, slapping a hand against his forearm playfully. Jungkook doesn’t let up, just pulls you even closer, tighter. “Kook.”
He groans, squeezing you in his embrace. “Just a little longer.”
OH YG OF,GMIDFKMM VOIFECT???? VOIFECT ON MYY FYP?????? OIAJHJSJIHJDAOJIHDIJJSAODJAOIDKJKASOJDJOSK
voixer you can have some money ok. go buy something nice maybe a first aid kit 💵
[VOIXER]: a first aid kit sounds..
[VOIXER]: ..sounds lovely.
34 + 35 → s.jn
“can you stay up all night? fuck me til the daylight?”
this is one installation of my ‘positions’ collection! each fic is a stand-alone story and will not have any other parts.
⤷ summary: you and your husband johnny decide to take your marriage to the next step.
⤷ word count: 7k
⤷ genre: smut, fluff
⤷ contents: breeding, creampie, unprotected sex (although you could probably guess that), oral (receiving, giving), riding, doggystyle, 69ing (duh), overstimulation, light (consensual) somnophilia
⤷ notes: you might want to listen to ‘34 + 35’ by ariana grande to fully immerse yourself in the experience!
you might think i’m crazy
the way i been craving
“do you like your food?” johnny smiles warmly at you over the restaurant table, and you return it, giving an earnest nod to your husband of two years to the very day.
“it’s delicious,” you reply sincerely, and he smiles in satisfaction, bringing a forkful to his mouth just as you continue, “you?”
the mildly bewildered expression on his face is enough to send you into a fit of laughter, johnny chuckling at himself and your tickled state as he chews and swallows his food before meeting your gleeful gaze.
“agreed,” johnny finally says, and your smile widens as you hum in acknowledgment before you look around at your surroundings, in awe once more. the restaurant you two occupy is usually far too fancy for you and johnny, but you two just got approved for a high-end credit card, so you thought, fuck it, and splurged on a fancy night out for your anniversary.
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