in which jimin is afraid of shaving his head and what it means, and jungkook is a good friend
pairing: jimin x jungkook (platonic)
words: 543
warnings: none
<3
"Hey."
Jimin startled and looked up into the mirror in front of him, meeting the gaze of the concerned man reflected from behind. He wishes he could be normal about this.
"Just a couple minutes, then it'll be over, yeah?" Jungkook suggested as softly as possible. The woman with the clippers was preparing behind them.
This was the third time they had tried. Of course, Jungkook had been amazingly patient, never making the older one feel guilty about not being able to do it. But it was starting to wear on him. He knew whether he did it himself, or some military official forced him down and did it for him in a couple of days, the hair was coming off.
Sensing his panic, Jungkook circled in front of him, kneeling down to look at the frightened man in the chair above.
"Can you give us just a moment please?" he asked the woman, never taking his eyes off of Jimin's, who's seemed far away.
Once he heard the click of the door shutting, he grabbed tightly onto the older's hands.
"Look at me, hyung."
The older struggled to do so, but reluctantly shifted his aching eyes towards the man kneeled below him.
"We don't have to do this if you don't want to, we can try again tomorrow."
"We can't, Jungkook. I don't have that many tomorrows left!" he retorted, with much more harshness than the younger deserved.
This was pathetic. Everyone probably thought he was being vain, too concerned with his looks to let go of his precious hair. He knew it was just hair, he knew it would grow back. It wasn't about that, and Jungkook knew too.
"Hyung, listen to me. I'm not leaving you. We are going to do it, and it's going to be difficult, but we will get through it, you hear me? We."
Jimin knew he wasn't talking about shaving his head.
"I'm with you all the way." he said softly.
The older looked at his reflection one last time. He nodded his head stiffly, not daring to take his eyes off the mirror, wanting to savor the final moments of the reality he was about to leave behind.
He ignored the woman grabbing her tools. He ignored the feeling of the younger's gaze stabbing into the side of his head. He ignored the tears fighting persistently to push past his tear ducts and onto his paling cheeks. He even ignored the low buzzing of the clippers inching closer and closer to his scalp.
But as the first stroke of the blades sliced through the hair by his temple, his face crumpled. He thought of all the time to be spent away from his plans, his dreams, his 6 brothers. He thought about how they will have all aged greatly by the next time he sees them. Hot tears burned as they dripped steadily down his face. He thought about how lonely they might be all on their own. He thought about the love he has for them, that he won't be able to express for a long, long time. He thinks about how he won't make it on his own.
Until he feels Jungkook grab his cheeks so very gently, leaning forward to place his forehead against the other's as the woman continues beside them.
"I'm with you all the way."
<3
I’ve had this idea in my head for a while, I miss them so much.
warnings: none? first kiss. a lot of fluff. yoongi calls reader “honey” several times.
♡
You lay in his bed cuddled up together, your head on his chest and his right hand tangled in your hair. He listened contently to your rambling about your current obsession.
“I mean seriously, can you even believe that yoongi?” you asked, looking up at him.
“Yeah, I believe it, honey.” He looked into your eyes, and then down to your lips, licking his softly. You two have had a few moments like this now. Everything was totally perfect, you were comfortable, even being so close to him like you were now. But every time the energy shifted, you couldn’t help but get nervous. You didn’t mean to shut him down. But just like every other time, nothing could stop the subconscious tensing of your body.
“Hey, is everything alright, honey?”
His hand had stopped moving in your hair now.
“Yes, sorry. I don’t mean to be so jumpy.” you said looking back down at the foot of the bed. You started rubbing his chest with your free hand. A failed distraction.
“Don’t apologize, it’s okay. It’s just…”
He paused for a moment, obviously thinking carefully about how to phrase what he wanted to say.
“Do you feel like we are moving too fast? I don’t want to rush you. I notice that every time I try to kiss you, it seems like you…shy away?”
You quickly shook your head no.
“I’m sorry. I don’t think we are moving too fast. I want to kiss you Yoongi, I just…get really nervous when it’s about to happen.”
“Don’t be sorry, it’s okay.” he said softly, smiling down at you.
“Oh…okay?” you said while letting out an awkward laugh.
Not the reaction you were expecting.
“Yes, of course honey. We shouldn’t do anything you aren’t ready for.”
It was your turn to be quiet in thought now. You wanted to kiss him. So badly. But how could you tell him the real reason why you were nervous? Maybe it would be better if you just kinda went for it. What he doesn’t know won’t kill him right?
“Honey, look at me.”
You struggled to meet his gaze, but forced yourself to anyway. You felt so exposed for some reason. You hadn’t even told him yet. There was no way this was going to work. You definitely couldn’t kiss him if you struggled to just make eye contact.
“What’s going on in that beautiful head of yours?”
He was making you too flustered. You already felt overwhelmed by the situation, really not expecting to have been called out like you were.
“It’s nothing. It’s stupid.”
“No it’s not. Not if it’s got you worked up like this.”
He really wasn’t going to drop it. You were silent for a few more moments.
“C’mon sweetheart, it’s just me.” he said, much softer this time.
“Tell you what, I’ll close my eyes while you tell me, will that help?” A little thing you guys did when you had something overwhelming to share.
Yoongi had suggested he close his eyes when you told him you had a crush on him. Oddly enough, it worked.
“Yes, please.”
He shut them.
Here goes nothing.
“I haven’t kissed anyone before. I really do want to do it with you. I promise. It just, makes me so nervous because… I don’t know how. And I don’t wanna mess up, or mess us up.” you said, looking at the ceiling.
Yoongi took your silence as a sign that you were done, opening his eyes.
But you were still looking at the ceiling, dim lighting in the room barely allowing you to see the whole thing. But you didn’t need to be looking at him to feel his eyes on you.
“You won’t.” he said seriously.
“W-What?”
“You won’t mess us up. I like everything about you, no matter how you kiss me. No matter if you kiss me. We’ll go at your pace, honey.”
He was so good to you.
“I like everything about you too.” you said sheepishly.
“I’m glad sweetheart.” he said chuckling softly.
He used the arm you were laying on to pull you into a tight hug, and brought the other one to rub your back up and down in soothing circles.
“Yoongi?”
He loosened his grip to look down at you.
“Yes, honey?”
He looked at you so lovingly. You thought you were going to melt.
“Would it be okay if … I kissed you now?”
You fiddled with the neckline of his shirt nervously. Smiling, he gently nudged your face to look at him.
“Of course, honey.”
“Can you … close your eyes?”
His chest shook with laughter.
“Yes, love.”
He looked at you lovingly, rubbing up and down your arms. Shifting the two of you to be laying down facing each other, he made sure you could lean in easily.
“Are you okay? Do you still want to do this?” he asked softly.
“Yes. And I’m okay.” You smiled up at him.
“Are you comfortable?”
“Yes.” you breathed out.
“Okay pretty girl.”
He sent you one last smile, before slowly letting his eyes fall shut.
You looked down at his lips, and back up to his closed eyes. You didn’t feel like running away. You felt completely calm. It was perfect.
You scooted in a little bit, tentatively resting your hand on the side of his neck. Taking one last deep breath, you leaned in slowly. Placing a chaste kiss on your boyfriend’s lips. He brought his hand up to the side of your face as soon as your mouths met. Not trapping you, but a comforting embrace. Remind you that it was just him, and it was okay. You allowed yourself to relax fully, closing your eyes at last.
When you pulled away and looked at him, his eyes were still closed. His face was expressionless, completely relaxed. You started moving your thumb on his throat back and forth, causing him to slowly open his eyes. His silence unnerved you.
“W-Was it okay?”
He looked at you with a dazed, far away look in his eyes, one you couldn’t read.
hiiii can you write a jungkook x reader where he introduces you to his friends but u have anxiety so u are worried that u made a bad impression and and he reassures you that they loved you <3 thank you <3
thank you sm for the request. hope you like it.
❤️
jungkook x reader
fluff/comfort, reader has anxiety, mention of therapy.
800 words.
You walked up the front door of his friends house, anxiety increasing by the second. But of course, your loving boyfriend has been very patient with you all day. Very sympathetic to your worries about meeting his friends. Not enough, however, to let you stay home.
“Stop dragging your feet, babe.” he said as you sat in his desk chair, hands coming behind you to lazily massage your shoulders. He was right. Yes, you were stalling. But you weren’t about to admit it.
“I’m not, kook. Its just, there’s something wrong with your chair! I have to figure it out before something happens!” you said, feigning innocence.
“Yeah cutie. I totally appreciate you looking out for me. But… it can wait until we get back.” he replied, looking at you knowingly.
“Yeah, I mean technically it could wait but, what if we forget?” you asked, much quieter this time.
“We won’t forget, baby. I’ll put it at the top of the list.” he said, pointing to his head.
“You don’t have to worry about a thing. Everything is gonna be okay. Don’t think about the chair too much, okay?” he said sweetly, rubbing your back up and down. You both knew he wasn’t really talking about the chair.
“Okay, thank you.” you said with a half smile, looking up at him. He knew you were trying. “Gentle encouragement” is what the therapist has called it. Your sweet boyfriend agreed to attend a session with you, listening very intently to everything that was said. You could tell he really cared. But the only downside was now he was too aware. He knew your antics, and wouldn’t let you close in on yourself.
So that led you to where you are right now. Standing outside his friend namjoon’s house. Six random people you had never met before. And your boyfriend talked about them endlessly. They meant so much to him and you were worried that something bad would happen, that they might not like you.
“Your hand is shaking like a leaf babe, relax.” He grabbed your hand into his, sending you a soft smile.
“I’ll be with you the whole time, mkay?” he cocked his head cutely at you, sending a reassuring look your way.
“Mkay.” you said back, mocking his voice.
Jungkook extended his free arm to open the door, and you braced for the worst.
Only a few hours. You can do this.
Your boyfriend led you into the house, slowly making your way through the hall towards the living room, where several voices were heard overlapping each other.
You almost reached the source, when a voice behind you interrupted the tension you felt in your chest.
“Y/N? Jungkook?”
You guys turned around at the call. A tall man was smiling fondly at the two of you.
Jungkook let go of you momentarily to hug the man, who was still smiling at you kindly.
“Did he say y/n?”
“Oh my god I think so.”
Before you knew it, multiple people flooded into the hallway. They all exchanged hugs with your boyfriend. A couple of them even hugged you too. They were all welcoming, but it was so crowded, and the hall was starting to feel smaller, and your shirt was too tight. And-
“Let’s go sit down shall we?” Jungkook smiled at them, hand settling on your lower back. A nice grounding feeling. They all agreed and made their way back to the living room. You guys were the last to walk in, far enough behind for him to discreetly whisper in your ear.
“I’ve got you babe. You’re doing amazing.”
As the night went on, the boys enthusiastically told stories about their youngest member. They didn’t spare him either. It was funny watching him cringe, leaning into you to hide from the embarrassment. This went on for what felt like only few minutes, until jungkook quietly asked if you were ready to go. You confusedly clicked your phone screen on, only to see that 3 hours had passed.
“Oh my god!” you whisper yelled.
“I didn’t realize it had gotten so late, I’m sorry.” You whisper yelled. Not that the boys would have noticed anyways. They were in their own world arguing about the timeline of a story.
“That’s okay baby, I’m glad you’re having a good time, it’s nice to see you all getting along like this.” he said looking at you fondly, before letting out a yawn.
“Tired?” you asked with a smile.
“Yeahh.” he admitted giggling.
“Alright, let’s tell them bye.”
“Are you sure? I don’t want to separate you from your new besties.” he joked.
“Yeah, I’m sure. Besides, we can hang out for longer next time. We can meet up earlier in the day.”
warnings: dom/sub, mean dom, degradation, spanking, pet names, degrading names, daddy kink, fingering, oral (f receiving), unprotected sex, aftercare.
synopsis: you decide to tease changbin, he puts you in your place
disclaimer: both characters are consenting adults. mdni.
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Changbin liked to walk up to you at random points in the day and flex.
“Hey babe, look at me!”
He stared off into the distance, a deep smolder emphasizing his already sharp jawline, motioning for the imaginary crowd to keep up the cheering. He was posing like a Greek God, giving you, and the hypothetical audience a great show with multiple different view points.
“You know it’s just us in this room ri-“
“Shhhhh, don’t distract them from the show. They love me.”
Changbin resumed his theatrics. Blowing a kiss and winking at the wall. He was obviously feeling himself.
You always loved to see him like this. Changbin was always radiating confidence, everyone saw him as a guy who was very sure of himself, and he was. It took him a while to get there though. So seeing the growth from him, and his self image from the beginning of your relationship to now made you proud.
His muscles were a huge source of his confidence. He loved how he could protect you, defend you, and most of all…
Toss you around.
He would never do it without making sure you were okay with it, but being rough with you was kind of his favorite. He’d always dreamed of being able to fully take control of his partner, make them feel safe enough with him to the point where he could do whatever. And you were that dream girl. And you were very aware that a little teasing would get him in that headspace to take over the reigns. It didn’t take too much effort, and you saw the perfect opportunity now.
“What show? Looking a little small nowadays babe.”
He had paused his act now, facing away from you and frozen in place. Immediately halting his actions as if he was stunned by your comment.
“What did you just say?”
His low, threatening tone made knots in your stomach. The anticipation starting to creep up on you. You had the chance to flip the script right now. Say you were only joking and be on your merry way with the soft version of Changbin. But he looked too good. Sounded too good. The confidence that he radiated definitely bled into the bedroom, or in this case, living room, his dominance never faltering. And although he was jokey all the time, you knew he had been stressed lately. What better way to help him feel better?
“Oh nothing, never mind. You’ve been busy lately. I understand that you can’t go to the gym as much.” you said in the most innocent voice possible.
Oh boy.
He slowly turned around to face where you sat on the living room couch. And there you were, looking up at him across the room with your big, sweet, innocent eyes. You were trying your best to make it appear as though you didn’t know what you were doing. But his threatening gaze caused you to momentarily clench your thighs together. And he noticed.
Fuck.
Changbin slowly developed a sinister smile as he glanced down at your legs, and back up to your eyes. He took agonizingly slow steps towards you, as if he were a predator stalking his prey.
“Keep your eyes on his. Don’t look nervous. Stay still. When did he get so big? Keep it together. Don’t let him see through you. God, he’s so tall. When did he get so tall?”
A million thoughts swarmed your brain. But you couldn’t focus on a single one. The closer he got, the fuzzier your brain felt. Expecting a switch to a mean expression, or a swift yank of the arm to be led to the bedroom, you anticipated the harshest of it. He stopped right in front of you, staring down at your frightened, but determined eyes for a few seconds before kneeling down to be at your eye level.
“Say it again.” he said lowly.
“W-what?”
“Say. It. Again.”
You were stunned. Usually when you attempted to rile him up as you were doing now, he was quick to action. He usually had a sort of “no time to waste” attitude, quick to pop into the dominant and rough role. Harsh words mixed with controlling hands to put you in your place. But right now, he was so calm. It made the pit in your stomach ten times deeper. You were really fucked.
“Changbin, I-I’m s-sorry I-“
“Shhhh shhhhh. That’s not what I asked sweetheart. I didn’t say apologize did I? No.”
He grabbed your hands that were glued to your lap in your attempt to stay calm, firmly grasping them into his.
“I said… say it again.”
He looked at you expectantly, raising his eyebrows waiting on your answer. Did he really want you to repeat yourself? Although he would never hurt you, the switch in Changbin’s eyes when he got into this headspace made you nervous to speak to him. And he wanted you to insult him again?
Your internal dilemma caused you to look away from his eyes, trying to weigh the options in your head.
But as soon as you turned, he released one of your hands to quickly grab your jaw, gripping it securely to make you look him in the eyes. He moved to about an inch from your face, leaning in to the point where you could feel his steady breath on you.
“Look at me when I’m fucking talking to you.”
His smile had now disappeared completely. A more serious one taking its place as he ordered you around.
“Y-yes sir”
“Aww, now does my bunny want to be a good girl?” he said in a fake sympathetic tone. “She wanted to get some attention from her boyfriend, so she decided to mouth off to him. But now she regrets her decision, hmm? You didn’t have a problem being a brat a second ago. What changed sweetheart?”
He was looking at you, head cocked to the side. You could tell he was already planning on being rough. You didn’t want to disobey by not responding and make the punishment harsher, but what did he expect? How could you think with him so close to you?
“You need to be put in your place. You’ve been running that little mouth a lot lately. But when it’s actually necessary? Not a peep.”
He let go of your jaw and stood up. His clothed dick now at your eye level.
You could see the print through his tight pants. The gulp in your throat loud enough so he could hear it. He chuckled, bringing his hand to your chin to shift your gaze up to him, before running his fingers delicately over your throat.
“You know baby, for a bitch that has had a whole lot to say about me being small, your throat looks awfully tiny in my hand.” he said, gently but quickly wrapping his hand around your neck. “Look at you, shrinking into yourself. Scared little bunny. Fucking pathetic.”
He slowly leaned down to whisper in your ear, sending chills up your spine, and a heat straight to your core.
“Let’s put that dumb mouth to good use, yeah?”
He slid his fingers over your mouth, dragging them down to your lips.
“Open.”
You parted your lips allowing him to slip his fingers in your mouth.
“Suck. Do I have to tell you everything? Already that dumb and I haven’t even touched you yet. Spread your legs. And don’t even think about making a sound.”
As you sucked on his fingers, he took his other hand and placed it over your collar bones. Painfully slow, he started dragging it down your chest, all the way to your clothed tits.
He gently slapped one, causing you to whimper around his fingers.
“What the fuck did I say about making noise?” he sternly said, ripping his fingers from your mouth and gripping your face.
“N-not to make any.” you said in a small voice.
“So you do remember? And you chose not to listen.”
He looked at you disappointedly, sighing heavily through his nose. Without warning he picked you up from the couch, spinning you around quickly to be on your hands and knees. You saw his hand raise, but you didn’t have the time to react. He spanked you once. Hard.
“Disobedient slut.”
“I’m sorry daddy, I promise I didn’t mean to I swear!-“
“Shhhhhhh shh shhh, it’s okay honey” he said, rubbing your aching ass soothingly.
“Come here.”
He picked you up from your current position into a bridal carry, spinning you both around for him to sit on the couch and set you down in his lap.
“Did my baby get a little ahead of herself earlier?” He asked in a fake sympathetic tone.
“Mhm.” you agreed shyly.
“You forgot what happens to bad girls. Needed me to show you, huh?” he said slowly running his fingers down your stomach and into your pants.
You nodded in response.
“Come on sweetheart, use your words.”
“Yes.” you choked out as his fingers met your clit.
He started slowly rubbing it in circles, catching your mouth in a soft kiss. This went on for a few moments before he removed his hand, stood up, and started taking off your pants and underwear.
You giggled, believing that that the worst was over, and you would finally get what you wanted. He looked up at you as he finally took them all the way off, smirking at your excitement. They were thrown somewhere in the room, and he placed a hand on either leg, leaning in to give you a soft peck. He kissed his way down your body, all the way to right above where you wanted him.
And then he sat down on the other side of the couch. Away from you.
“Touch yourself.” he said with his arms crossed.
What.The.Fuck.
Your smile dropped instantly, cheeks became hot and you closed your legs subconsciously. He full on laughed at this.
“Don’t get all shy on me now bunny. Only good girls get touched by their boyfriends. You wanna get off? Do it yourself.”
You looked at him in disbelief. He’d never asked you to do anything like this before. It was almost as if he could read your mind.
“Now.” he said, without a hint of teasing in his tone.
He could sense you were getting a little overwhelmed.
“Come on baby, I’ll talk you through it hm?” he said, much softer this time.
When he realized you weren’t gonna make any moves to listen. He got up from his end of the couch, slowly making his was over to you. He made you sit up, and slipped in behind you, legs on either side of yours and chest flush against your back. He smoothed your hair back and out of your face and gently kissed your head.
“Do you want to stop, sweetheart?”
You looked up at him to be met with a sweet smile as he continued playing with your hair, waiting patiently for your response.
“N-no it’s j-just-“ you took a deep breath to calm yourself. Changbin began rubbing up and down your arm slowly.
“Take your time love, it’s okay.”
“Sorry, I just got a little…freaked out I guess? Well not freaked out. But just like-I don’t know, you’ve never really asked me to do anything like that before. Wasn’t expecting it is all, I’m okay though.”
“Mmm.” he replied while looking at the wall, obviously thinking about what you had just said.
“We’ve done something similar though, right? I mean I’ve seen you touch yourself before. Remember that one time when we were on the bed and we were both-“
“Yeah exactly, both. It’s different when it’s just you watching me like that. Just sitting right in front of me and seeing everything that I’m doing. Especially when you’re not touching yourself too.”
He tilted your head up gently, causing your lips and his to be just a couple inches apart.
“Can I kiss you?” he asked quietly.
“Of course binnie.” you replied.
He began softly kissing you. Completely ignoring the fact that your bottom half was naked. Not even paying attention to your nudity. He was focused your lips, and trying to convey his love for you in a more innocent way. After a couple of minutes, you let out a whimper, causing him to break the kiss.
“Having a good time, pretty girl?” he asked while grinning.
“Binnieeee.” you fake whined in reply. You both began to laugh softly.
“I’m serious, you’re the prettiest girl I know. Every bit of you. There’s no need to be shy. You’re my girl, you know? I got you. We don’t have to do anything you are uncomfortable with. I just want you to know that I seriously love every bit of your body, and it’s a privilege to see it like I do, get to touch it like I do.”
You covered your eyes like this, and began blushing, turning your face to hide in his chest. He laughed in response, running his hand up and down your back soothingly.
“Thank you binnie, I love you.”
“I love you too, sweetheart.” he replied with a kiss on the forehead.
“Can we…um-keep going?” you asked lowly, avoiding eye contact. He chuckled at your shyness.
“Of course baby, do you want to tone it down a bit?” he asked considerately, cocking his head to the side and pushing your hair out of your face.
“No.” you replied. He cocked one eyebrow up at you, a grin taking over his face.
“I can do what you asked me to before we stopped, but can you, um, t-talk me through it like you said?” you asked hesitantly.
“Of course. Whatever makes you comfortable sweetheart.”
He gave you one final peck on the head before using his hands to gently turn you back around, so you were facing away from him again.
“My pretty girl is still worked up, hm?” he whispered lowly in your ear.
“Mmm, yes binnie.” you whined out in response. Half in anticipation, and half because he could switch back into that dominant role so quickly.
“She wants me to fill her up, but she wanted to mouth off earlier. We shouldn’t give into bad girls so easily, huh?”
“N-no Changbin.” you replied quietly.
“Spread your legs for me. Let me look at that pretty pussy.”
You obeyed. Hissing at the cold air of the living room finally coming into contact with your most private part.
“Aww, so wet, all for me.” he said while running his hands up and down your arms again.
“I think you should give her some attention. What do you think, babygirl?”
“Yes daddy, please.” you began gently squirming in his lap.
“Go ahead, princess.” he said grabbing one of your arms from your side and nudging it towards your aching cunt.
“Rub your clit for me. Rub it in circles, just like how I do.”
When your fingers came into contact with it, you gasped out loud. He chuckled darkly at this.
“My needy slut. My gorgeous, needy fucking girl.”
“Ugh! Y-Yes!” you said beginning to rub faster and faster.
“You gonna cum already? Pathetic whore.”
You could feel his cock pressing firmly into your lower back. He was obviously enjoying this as much as you.
“Please binnie! Yes! I’m gonna cum.
P-Please!”
You were rubbing frantically now. Desperate to reach your high. All insecurities now gone. You were so close. Almost there, until he grabbed your hand and pinned it to your side.
You whined loudly in protest.
“Shut the fuck up.” he said harshly, pushing your torso up off of him and walking around you quickly, only to push you to lay down onto the couch. He gripped both of your hands, pinning the both to the soft cushions before without warning, he dove face first into your cunt.
“Ugh!” You moaned loudly.
“Daddy! Oh my god!”
He was eating you out passionately. Tongue flicking harshly over your clit, almost overwhelmingly.
“Binnie, I’m going to come. Please can I come? Oh! Please?!”
He nodded, never stopping his actions, or letting up in the slightest. You came. Hard.
He continued, allowing your to ride out your orgasm on his face, as he loudly slurped up everything you had to give. As you began to come down, however, he still didn’t stop.
“Binnie! I came! I don’t know if I can take anymore!” you said trying to push his head away with your hands.
“I don’t fucking care.” he replied, pulling away for just a moment to slip two fingers into your hole. He thrusted them in and out harshly as he resumed his attack on your sensitive clit.
You started uncontrollably thrusting your hips off the couch, hindering Changbin’s ability to finger you. He let out a displeased noise, yanking his fingers out of you, and picking you up by the hips so your bottom half was suspended in the air. He continued eating you out intensely, and you closed your eyes tightly as you began shaking, cumming for the second time tonight.
He released your hips mid-air, causing your body to flop back down harshly onto the couch. You shook as you recovered from your orgasm.
“Can you take one more, baby?” you opened yours eyes to see him hovering over you, smiling softly as he wiped the sweat from your forehead.
“Yes.”
“Good girl.” he replied with a smirk. He picked you up swiftly from the couch, laying you down on the carpet. He stood back up, towering over you as he began undoing his belt.
“Take off your top.” he commanded. You listened, removing the garment and throwing it somewhere behind you. By time you were done Changbin had just finished taking off his shirt, the rest of him already naked. He got down on his knees between your legs, and leaned over you to give you a kiss.
“Pretty girl.” he remarked, sitting up so he was straight on his knees. He began stroking his dick as he lined it up with your entrance, slowly pushing in.
“I think my girl has learned her lesson.”
“Y-Yes. I have.” you struggled to reply as he thrust in and out. He let his body fall over you, laying his chest on top of yours. The friction from his chest sliding over yours mixed with him hitting that spot deep inside of you was about to send you over the edge.
“Changbin, I can’t hold it much longer.” you gasped out, looking up at him with half closed eyelids.
He smiled down at you, struggling to keep up the same pace. The anticipation from everything was obviously getting to both of you. Both of your bodies were beyond sensitive.
“I’m almost t-there too baby.” he struggled to get out.
“Go ahead princess, I’ve got you.”
You saw white, your eyes rolled back and your body tensed harder than ever as you gripped onto his shoulders harshly.
After a while, you could faintly make out the soft sound of Changbin speaking to you gently, trying to coax you out of the headspace you were in. You felt the soft kisses he was placing on your face.
“Baby. I got you. You did so well sweetheart. My good girl.”
You opened your eyes to find that you were placed back onto the couch, wrapped in a blanket. Changbin had pants on, and he was holding a water bottle next to where he had placed some clothes for you.
“There she is. How are you feeling, baby?”
he asked, gently caressing your face.
“Like I ran a marathon.” you replied. He chuckled at this.
“Come on baby, let’s get you washed up and then I will give you a massage. How does that sound?”
“Good.” you answered tiredly.
He gently picked you up from the couch, still wrapped in your blanket, as he made his way to the bathroom.
“I love you.” he said sweetly, giving you a kiss on the forehead, holding you securely.
“I love you too, and your big muscles.” you joked back.
warnings: none I think?? panic attack mentioned but doesn’t happen in the fic. hurt/comfort with a lot of fluff. reader has an allergic reaction to a cat and Jin takes care of her.
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Jin when you have an allergic reaction
He had seen a cute little kitten on the way home to your shared apartment. It was walking around in the snowy road all by itself. Bending down to pick it up, he saw it had a name and number on a little shiny silver tag.
“Little baby got away from home huh?”
He took out his phone and dialed the number, finding that the house was only a few blocks away from where you guys stay. He reassured the owner that it wasn’t a problem at all, as he was heading in that direction anyways.
“Bye kitty” he said, giving it a little kiss on the head and handing it off to its owner.
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“Babyyyy! I’m homeeee!” Jin yelled dramatically as he walked in the door.
You rushed out of your room and to the front door, trying your best to crush him in a tight hug, although all the things he was holding made it a bit hard to wrap your arms around him.
“I got four different movies to choose from, and a new cookbook, and those candy things you really like.”
“Thank you baby!” you said with a smile, leaning in to give him a little peck on the lips.
You took his arm and pulled him to the bedroom, pushing him onto the bed and flopping on next to him.
“Someone is tired huh?” he said jokingly while rubbing your back.
“Nope!” you replied sitting up quickly.
“Okay miss not-sleepy, pick a movie for us to watch while I go to the bathroom really quick.”
Watching him get up and walk away, you looked down at the options he had given you. Trying to decide what to watch, you suddenly became aware of a burning sensation on your lips.
“Why are you touching your lips like that honey?” Jin said while giggling.
“I-“
“Oh! You just missed my kisses soooo much. I’m so sorry come here! I didn’t mean to neglect you!” He said while grabbing your face and rapidly kissing all over it.
“JIN S-STOP!” you said trying to wiggle away.
He held you down, kissing down your neck, ticking you with his lips. You tried your best to push his head away, but he just moved down further. Making his way to your stomach, he rolled up your shirt attacking you there.
“Jin! Jin please! I surrender! I surrender, please!” you said squirming around in his tight grip.
“Okay fine. Since you asked so nicely- and because of the kindness in my heart.” He said sitting up from on top of you and dramatically clutching his chest.
“Shut up drama queen.” you said smiling and softly slapping his arm.
“Anddd speaking of drama… which movie?” he asked holding up the small collection of movies he bought.
“The middle one.” you replied smiling up at him.
Popping the disc in the player, he pressed start, and climbed back onto the bed next to you. He pulled you on top of him, your chest on his, and your legs tangled together as you watched the opening scene of the movie.
All should have been well, but you couldn’t stop moving around. The pain on your mouth had increased, and your face began to itch. You tried to gently scratch your face, making small, soft movements so you wouldn’t disturb Jin. But attentive as he always was, he noticed.
“Something wrong baby?” He asked gently, looking down at you rubbing your back with one hand, and pushing the hair out of your face with the other.
“Yeah I think so, but my face is kind of itchy, I don’t know why.” you said with a little pout.
“Do you want me to get some ointment? Maybe you got bit by a bug?”
“No baby I’m okay, thank you though.” You said with a soft smile and a kiss to his cheek, before laying your head back down on his chest.
“Alright my love, but make sure you tell me if you need anything, can’t have my baby being uncomfortable during movie night!” he said faking an angry face.
“Thank you Jinnie.”
You guys went back to watching the movie, and about a minute passed before the itching started becoming more unbearable. And on top of that, you had begun sneezing now.
“Bless you! Oh my goodness that was like the third one!” he said giggling. He always thought your sneezes were so cute. You, however, were feeling worse by the minute.
“Jin, my throat kind of hurts and my face, and my neck and stomach it feels like there are razors when I breathe. And I c-can’t it hurts.” You said sounding pretty panicked.
He sat up quickly, cradling your face with both his hands.
“Hey, it’s okay baby, I’m right here, try to breathe. Are you having a panic attack?” he asked in a hushed tone, trying not to panic you further. A light hand came down to pet your stomach, him smiling at you.
“No, it just burns, and it’s so itchy I just-“
You pulled your hands up to your face, scratching more harshly now. Jin was quick to grab them into his own, trying to calm you before things got too bad.
“It’s okay, it’s okay, don’t scratch, I don’t want you to hurt yourself. Let’s go wash your face off, maybe there’s something on your skin bothering it.”
It’s not just my face Jin! My throat and my lungs feel so tight and everything just burns. And my eyes are so itchy and it’s just getting worse!” you whisper yelled while trying so hard not to cry, but your voice failing you.
You tried to rip your hands from his grip, but he wasn’t having it.
“It’s okay my love, I’m sorry. I can’t let you hurt yourself. I know you aren’t trying to, but you are scratching up your face. It will be okay, I promise. We will fix it. Is there anything I can d-“
He suddenly paused in the middle of trying to comfort you. He stared down at your hands in his, with his eyebrows furrowed, and then raised. His mouth opened in a sort of shock.
“Baby oh my goodness I’m so sorry. I hugged a cat earlier and I-I wasn’t thinking and I didn’t change my cl-clothes and I’m SO sorry! It was just all alone and I didn’t want anything to happen and I was so close to the house I should have remembered and I’m sorry.” he pleaded, stuttering and looking into your eyes and keeping a tight grip on your hands to show you he really meant what he said.
You weakly nodded while giving a little smile, leaning down to relax your face into his palms which were still holding onto yours as firmly as before.
You guys hadn’t been together for too long, about 8 months, but he’d remembered one of your first dates you mentioning your cat allergy. He was beating himself up internally for not remembering something so serious, and you could see the gears turning in his head as he looked sympathetically at you. But now wasn’t about him. He could be mad at himself all he wanted later.
“What do you need from me, sweetheart? What can I do for you?” he asked more calmly than before. “Do you need to go to the hospital?”
You quickly shook your head no in between two sneezes.
“Medicine, second drawer in the nightstand.”
You had barely gotten it out because of what felt like the ten-thousandth sneeze of the last 10 minutes, but it became clear that he heard you well enough when he darted to the exact location you had just said. The pill bottle being one of three items in the drawer, it didn’t take him very long to find, taking a few quick strides back to you as he opened the container.
“Just one?”
“Yeah baby.”
He handed you the pill and a water bottle that you had placed on the floor next to the bed.
He helped you guide your hands to your mouth, even though you didn’t need the assistance. After swallowing the pill, you opened your eyes, realizing that your boyfriend may be more shaken than you are.
“It’s okay Jinnie. We just have to wait a few minutes now.” He nodded, helping you lie down against his chest again.
“Wait no! The hair. We need to change.”
“Oh! Oh right! I’m so sorry honey, I’ll help you!” he said gently but quickly picking you up off of him.
He got off the bed and stripped off his shirt, opting for a new and cleaner t-shirt he only wore to bed paired with some boxers. You had begun taking off your t-shirt and shorts as well, waiting for him to bring you the replacements. Once you were only in your underwear, and his shirt was no longer dirty, he quickly walked away to the bathroom. When he returned, he had a small towel that was dampened by the tap in one hand, and cleanser in the other. He set it beside a chair you guys had in the corner of the bedroom, only to turn around and pick you up bridal style from the bed, and carry you to the chair.
“Jinnie what are you-“
“Shh it’s okay sweetheart, let me take care of you.”
He got to work, starting on your face and making his way down to your stomach. He gently moved the warm towel across your skin, trying not to hurt the irritated flesh from the mix of the reaction, and your scratching.
“You got yourself good right here, pretty girl.”
He was referencing a point on the left side of your neck, just under your jaw. An angry group of red lines had risen from your attempt to relieve the side effect of your allergy.
“I’m sorry that I caused this, I never want to contribute to the reason you injure yourself, willingly or not.” He said with a bit of a sad tone, trying to apologize while also taking care of you. He finished the last bit of cleaning, placing the towel on the little table beside him.
“No. You are taking care of me so well. You always do. I am so sorry for being so rude to you. You we’re just trying to help me and I snapped at you. That wasn’t fair.”
He knelt down in front of you, taking your hands in his.
“You don’t have to apologize sweetheart. You were in pain, and I see how you could’ve felt like I wasn’t listening to you. I just want you to feel safe around me, and that I would do anything to help you out. I just want you to feel alright. I love you, ya know?”
He looked up at you with such sincerity, it was hard to not believe him. And he was telling the truth after all. He did love you.
“I think we both did things we maybe aren’t so happy about. We can take this as a learning experience for both of us. And I love you too Jin. So much more than you will ever know.”
He smiled at you, tilting his head to the side, and giving you a singular heartfelt kiss.
“Let’s get you dressed, huh?”
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Jin had spent the whole rest of the night pampering you. He changed the sheets, he even made you that disgusting tea that you like.
Whatever he could have been blamed for in terms of forgetting your allergy before was quickly forgiven. He made sure any function you were going to had no feline friends involved. He couldn’t have his baby suffering again! Meeting up with a friend for the first time in a while? Best believe he is calling them up to make sure they haven’t welcomed any new potentially dangerous pets to the family. Any people you invite to the house get “the talk” from him. He won’t have any more opportunities for you to suffer if he can help it.
So when Halloween comes around and your friend suggests matching cat costumes, Jin is quick to shut down the idea. Yes, he goes that far. Long after the joke gets old he still brings it up, just so everyone is aware and doesn’t forget.
“But y/n! You might attract them!! They might see you as one of them. And then what? The possibilities are terrifying!”
“Oh my god, Jin, shut upp!!” you say giggling and playfully hitting his chest.
“I love you too, baby.” He says with a soft laugh and a kiss to your cheek.
summary: namjoon finds a way to help you through your period pains.
warnings: period mentions, oral (f. receiving), nipple play, thirsty namjoon.
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“You’re hurting again baby?”
Namjoon placed a gentle hand on top of yours as you clutched your stomach, a caring expression on his face. He stood beside you as you lay in pain on your shared bed.
“Y-yes.” you replied with a pout.
“Here sweetheart, lift up for me.”
He placed a supportive hand on your back and slowly helped you sit up. Slipping behind you on the bed, he guided you back down to lay against his chest.
“How can I make it better?”
You sat quietly in thought as he gently slid his hands through your hair. He was so gentle with you, always putting you first. You don’t know what you did to deserve him.
“Can you just lay with me, please?” you softly replied.
“Of course baby.” he whispered
He gripped you tighter, careful to avoid hurting you. Placing a soft kiss to your head, he began softly rubbing your stomach through your shirt. You let out a quiet whimper in response, causing him to halt his movements.
“Too much baby? Do you want me to stop?” he asked frantically.
“No. Feels good Joon. I’m sorry. This day has just been…”
Your face scrunched up and your hands flew to cover it as you began to cry.
“Noo, don’t cry princess. It’s okay. I got you. Shh.”
He cradled your head and began humming to you. It hurt him to see you like this, knowing there was nothing he could do.
“You got me, just hold onto me.”
And you did. After crying for what felt like an hour, you glanced back at him, still gripping you just as securely as before. He stared deeply at you with his kind gaze and boyish smile.
“You’re so beautiful, y/n.”
You couldn’t help but laugh in response. He just kept his sweet grin.
“Why are you laughing baby? I’m serious.”
“Kim Namjoon! Don’t you know it’s rude to lie to your girlfriend?” you jokingly scolded him.
“What are you talking about, I’m not lying!” he retorted.
“Sweetie, I haven’t showered since yesterday morning, I’ve cried twice today, and I’m bloated. You can’t look me in my eyes and tell me I’m pretty.”
His look turned serious, replying “Well, for one, I didn’t say you looked pretty, I said you were beautiful. Secondly, you are the most gorgeous being I have ever set my eyes on, even when you cry. No matter what state your body is in, no matter how you feel. You are the most impressive woman I’ve ever seen. I mean- seriously, baby.”
You averted your gaze from him. The compliments becoming too much, too overwhelming.
“I don’t know Joon. I don’t feel beautiful. You are so sweet, and I really appreciate your words. But it’s okay, you don’t have to-“
He cut you off with a deep kiss. Soft, but deep. Filled with passion and love. After a few seconds, he gently pulled away. You allowed your eyes to flutter open, only to be met with his intense expression.
“I love you, y/n.”
You were dumbfounded. You hadn’t expected the kiss, being too lost in your negative thoughts, and the shock had led you to freeze up for a second.
This led Namjoon to fear he made a mistake. A million thoughts ran through his head. This definitely wasn’t your first kiss, but he usually asks first. You guys had been dating for a year and a half, but he still never wanted to overstep boundaries, putting your comfort over everything.
“Sweetheart… I’m so sorry. I-I forgot to ask and I’m sorry if I made you un-uncomfy or accidentally put too much pressure on your stomach or anything. I’m so dumb and it will never happen agai-“
You kissed him, a quick one. Just enough to shut him up for a second.
“It’s okay Joon. It felt good.”
He looked confused. He was so sure he hurt you. But he was so glad he didn’t.
“Okay. But you promise you will let me know if I ever do anything that makes you uncomfortable? You deserve to feel safe and secure with me.”
“Of course I will baby.”
He smiled in response, and resumed his motions, rubbing your stomach through your shirt. But you wanted more. Maybe it was the fact you guys hadn’t been intimate in a few days. He would never even consider suggesting sex or initiating anything more serious when you were on your period. Maybe it was the fact that you could see his dark roots peeking through his bleached hair. Or maybe it was the stubble on his chin. Or the freckle on his cheek. He looked so natural. So real. There were endless photos of him out there with heavy makeup and editing. Always being scrutinized. But you had him in front of you, as ethereal and perfect and him as can be.
You gripped his hand and slipped it under your shirt.
“You good baby?” he asked genuinely.
“Yes.” you replied, faking innocence.
He continued for about a minute before you started getting antsy. Squirming a bit, you let out a small whimper.
“What’s the matter sweetheart. Hurting more again?”
“No Namjoon, i just…”
You didn’t know what to say, or how to ask for what you wanted. Should you even ask? You two had never done anything like this before, and you didn’t want to weird him out. He would never judge you, and you knew that. But still, the thought of the conversation going south somehow was about to dissuade you from asking altogether.
“Never mind.”
“No.” he relied instantly.
“No?” you challenged.
“Don’t hide your desires from me. I’ll give you whatever you want baby. I’d do anything to make you feel good. Your wish is my command, princess. Just tell me.”
“I want you to make me feel good Joon.” you said sheepishly.
“Lay back princess.”
His authoritative tone sent warmth straight to your center. You waited impatiently as he shifted from behind you to infront of you. Kissing down your neck softly.
“You’re driving me crazy y/n. You have no idea.”
You blushed at his words. Even when you were about to be intimate, even when you were pleasing him. He never failed to praise you.
He had taken off your shirt, leaving your bare chest exposed to him, since you weren’t wearing a bra. He briefly sucked on your nipple, while his other hand gently traced around your other nipple. He was careful not to add a lot of pressure, because your chest was more sensitive than usual. You let out a soft whine, basking in the bliss he was giving you. He never wanted to stop, he took pride in knowing he could make you feel good, that he knew your body so well. But he could make you feel so much better.
He moved down lower and gently kissed your stomach as he headed towards his destination.
“Can I take these off sweetheart?” he asked politely as he toyed with the string of your sweatpants.
“Yes.” you breathed.
He untied the little string, gripped the waistband of your pants and underwear, and slowly slid them off together.
You were wearing a panty liner, and had completely forgotten until now. Suddenly embarrassed, you quickly sat up to stop him from looking, hands grabbing his wrists.
Reading your mind, he quickly began shaking his head in disapproval of your insecurities.
“None of that sweetheart. I want to see you, all of you. There’s nothing that could make me feel any differently about you. And call me crazy, but, I’m so attracted to you right now. The body that makes this blood is the same one that supports you. The same body that will give me children one day. There’s nothing more beautiful or precious or sacred in this world.”
You began to tear up. You must’ve been a saint in your past life. Must have done something good to deserve him.
But that’s a thought for another time. You allowed yourself to relax again, fully trusting him to take care of you.
He softly spread your legs, putting you on full display for him. He looked like a starved man. He looked so in love. And you looked the same.
“I got you princess. Just relax, and let go of every worry in that beautiful head. I’ll make you feel good. I’ll treat you the way you deserve.”
And with that, he dove in. Dragging his tongue from your opening to your clit, and back again. He set a painfully slow pace, careful not to overwhelm your already over sensitive body. Under normal circumstances, you would’ve been frustrated, you would’ve begged him to pick up the pace. But it felt too good. He always knew how to make you feel good.
You writhed in pleasure, any pain from before forgotten. He gently gripped your thighs to keep you in place as he gave you all he had to offer.
“Give it to me pretty girl, I got you.”
You were getting close, and he knew it. Every stroke of his tongue pushing you nearer and nearer to the edge. He gently inserted his pointer finger, caressing your g-spot. Just one time sent you over the edge, and he guided you the whole way down. Resorting to just barely stroking your clit as he walked you through your orgasm. You finally stopped shaking, and he moved up to look you in your eyes.
“Hey beautiful girl, how you feeling?”
You chuckled in response to this.
“I don’t know… I think I need you to remind me of how pretty you think I am again…” you replied.
Namjoon smiled very big at this. Dimples deep and apparent.
“No but seriously, thank you Joon. You always make me so happy. I love you.”
He pulled you into his arms, passionately hugging you and laying down by your side.
“I love you too beautiful. And don’t you ever forget it.”
