Hallo can I please request 18 for daddy JB please?
❧ Synopsis: You never thought you’d be one for a domestic life but here you were
❧ Genre: fluff and slightly suggestive
❧ A/N: I hope this is coherent I'm running on 4 hours of sleep rn
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"I feel like I'm getting old.”
"Baby, you aren’t old at all,” Jaebeom laughed
"I know but I had this super domestic thought earlier,” you pouted
"That doesn't make you old though."
Jaebeom continued to cook at the stove. You watched him from your spot on the counter. You stared down at the pan he was using. Your eyebrows furrowed.
"We should get some new cookware.”
Jaebeom looked up at you with an amused expression.
"Nothing,” he chuckled, "Maybe you are getting old."
"Hey!” you playfully smacked his shoulder, “You're supposed to make me feel better!"
He moved the pan off the hot burner and turned off the stove. He moved to stand between your legs, his hands taking purchase on your waist.
"You aren't getting old baby. I promise,” he said, “We have lots of years left before we're actually old."
He pecked your lips gently. His hand caressed your waist as he pulled you closer towards him. His lips captured yours in a more passionate kiss. His hands slowly trailed down to the apex of your thighs squeezing the flesh. Your fingers threaded through his hair gently tugging the strands. He let out a low groan and pulled you even closer to his body.
"We can do something to remind you how young we still are,” his lips moved beside your ear, “And how much stamina we both still have.”
You chuckled at the smirk on Jaebeom’s face. You hopped off the counter and started to walk out of the kitchen. Jaebeom stood in the middle of the kitchen a bit confused.
"You coming?” you raised your voice so the could hear you from down the hall
Jaebeom quickly walked down the hall to catch up with you before you got to the bedroom.
