This is your compiled seokjin × fem!reader fics I've written so far. For now since Jin is my muse so there are purely Jin based. Info: updates are inconsistent. Happy Reading!
Miss you when you're right here
Jin boyfriend headcanons
Husband Jin headcanon
Just one weakness (M)
Tonight let's forget the world
Information about works
A/n: These are purely fictional, apart from rl inspirations, nothing has anything to do with reality.
Pairing: Idol Jin × fem reader| fiance Jin| Tags: MDNI | suggestive at the end | fluff/ domestic life| WC: 3.4k
A/n: this was originally going to end in smut but this update was taking time because of my sickness. Apologies for any mistakes, my brain is a bit hazy. Thanks to all the concerts showing Jin's waist and abs for inspiring this. Any Jin's waist enthusiasts here?
What happens when your man's waist looks a little too good for your sanity?
"Hey honey," you affectionately say as you close the door behind you and hugged Jin instantly.
Jin took your bag from your hand dropping it next to you both, "Missed you," he mumbled with affection in your hair, kissing it softly.
You chuckled separating from him, "It was just one night. How much could you possibly have missed me?"
Jin groaned cupping your face, "You have no idea. I genuinely hate not waking up next to you. Can't we just elope and get married, just the two of us?"
He pouted. You pretended to think for a moment then sighed, "As much as I would love to elope with you, we're already too far down the preparations. Besides I want to show off my handsome man."
Jin was flattered, obviously, smiling proudly making you chuckle, agreeing with you that he was top handsome to stay hidden. What a fool he was for your compliments.
"I made breakfast." He said taking you by your hand and your bags along with him.
After freshening up, you enter the kitchen to see your soon to be husband setting the table for breakfast. It was a sight to behold and your heart swooned at the idea of the rest of your life looking like that. You really could not wait to get married to the love of your life.
With full support from everyone, friends, fans and family included, your marriage was now just 2 weeks away which meant there were a lot of things to be done, family preparations, shopping, bridesmaids final shopping, dress final fittings, gifts, house shopping and what not that the two of you barely spent time together. Nights that you would be free would be spent with your family (where you returned from today as well) because they wanted to spend as much as they can with you before you get married and you understood it, so did Jin even though he joked that your family was depriving him of your love because they were jealous.
Which makes today perhaps among the only days where either of your schedules weren't lined up. After many days, your calendar only had one call to make with the flower vendors which honestly could be delayed and hence you decided you'll spend your day with Jin as much as you can.
That's how you ended up in your shared dining space with Jin who had fully set the table now.
"Come, let's eat. I'm starving." He exaggerated obviously. You smile to yourself walking towards him, hugging him from behind. Jin's breath faltered, you could feel it. And honestly, so did yours but you both try to play it cool as if it wasn't a big deal.
"Smells nice." You compliment sitting down on the chair he had pulled out for you.
"Thought you'd like my famous pancakes." He served your plate. There was one thing about Jin, he was the absolute best at cooking, especially pancakes. You've been to many different places but the ones he makes are unbeatable and undoubtedly your favourite.
As you both sit down for breakfast you filled him on your day and the updates so far followed by Jin telling you how he dealt with the annoying cake vendor that he almost flipped off but it was your favourite bakery so he kept his cool. Rest of the conversation goes by easy when he finally asks if you needed coffee.
It wasn't intentional, your eyes lingering on his waist as he pulled out mugs from the higher shelves for you but you couldn't help it. You kept looking at how his shirt rose and how you could make out his V line. Your face instantly grew hot the more you kept staring at it until you thought Jin caught you staring but he didn't say anything. This was the downfall of not having sex for a long bit.
When you started spending nights at your parents house and otherwise shopping making you both tired, you both convinced yourselves that it was a matter of a couple more days and then it'll all soon be over but as it turned out it wasn't easy, especially when it involved bedroom stuff. It wasn't a simple issue, almost every time you guys would even kiss it would get heated up really fast and then you'd get interrupted frustrating you both even more. This was what your last 3 weeks had looked like. You guys eventually decided it was best to completely lay off sex until marriage thinking it really wasn't harming anything. Boy were you both wrong because you both were terribly sexually frustrated, not in an obvious sense but it would show in instances when things could be escalated. So, even the littlest of skin-ship would become a matter of world collapsing, which explains why the back hug had you both choking on breath.
And in all of that, he really should not be wearing shorter t-shirts around the house, especially the ones that rose up from the littlest of movement.
You play it off cool once he returns with your coffee, trying to forget the glimpse of his waist that you had caught.
He was definitely working out more than usual, you thought.
"Honey? I asked if you needed anything else? What's on your mind?" You snap out of your imagination on his call and shook your head.
"Just marriage stuff." You forcibly smiled.
You had momentarily forgotten about Jin and his "tiny" t-shirt as you decided to call it until you were walking past Jin's study and saw him stretching his arms out.
Both of you had been packing stuff up for your new apartment, all the boxes lying around but at that moment you really couldn't care. All your attention was focused on the way his back of his waist showed, the way you could see his '7' tattoo. The way that "tiny" t-shirt hung to the proportion of his broad shoulders and smaller waist. How was his waist literally the most perfect thing in the world?
All these years of being with him and still every inch of his body drove you insane.
You gawked at him until he relaxed and you sort of groaned at the loss of the beautiful sight making Jin turn around for the source of the sound. You quickly shake your hand as if you had hit your hand somewhere to cover up the fact that you had just been staring at your fiance's waist and enjoyed it thoroughly.
Jin quickly reaches you, "did you hurt yourself?"
You shook your head, "was just walking past when my hand hit the wall."
Jin worrisome warned you to walk carefully around the house, especially with all the boxes lying around. You loved his attentiveness, but you loved his waist a little more...
Trying to shake your thoughts away you walk into the living room groaning to yourself with the image of morning flashing through your head. You realized how bad of an idea it was to lay off sex completely when your fiance looked like a Greek God. Like who the hell looks like a fucking sculpture while working?
And you knew it was a bad idea but you had a devious plan forming in your head that would allow you more chances to look at your man's waist but you couldn't help it, you really could not. It had been such a long time since he had taken you to bed, felt him kissing you in places only he knew, felt him all over your body...
"Ugh, fuck..." you mumble to yourself as you felt heat coursing through your body at just the idea of having him. However bad your devious plan was, you needed relief and making Jin do work which would allow his t-shirt to rise up was the only solution.
And so it began.
The light in your guest bathroom had been flickering all week, maybe even more but you both barely used that space so you didn't necessarily notice it when it started happening. You obviously made a note to tell Jin to call the electrician or for him to do it but with everything going on, you had forgotten about it.
Until now. Using it as a perfect opportunity to gawk at his waist you shout for him from the guest bathroom.
He comes a few seconds later, his head peeping.
"Yes darling?" He smiled cutely making your heart melt but this wasn't the time to be distracted.
"can you change the light for this bathroom? I was thinking I should pack stuff up from here as well but the light keeps flickering."
Jin nodded, "I'll call the electrician." As you expected of him.
"Honey, can't you do it? It'll take like 2 minutes. Do you really want to call someone for a 2 minute work? Besides it'll take the electrician a while to come." You made a good point.
Jin agreed, walking out to bring the change of light. After returning with a bulb and a stool, you remain there standing, watching.
"Why don't you go and wait outside?" Jin asked as he stepped on the stool.
You shook your head. You can't miss an opportunity, "What if the stool imbalances while you're standing? Nope, can't afford that. I'll stay here. Watch you."
Jin's lips pursed out but he agreed that it was a fair point and then your staring began.
As his arms reached towards the ceiling, you watched his t-shirt rising up more than the morning. There was that evident V line you had always loved on him. The way that you could catch a glimpse of his black underwear beneath his bottoms but most importantly, the abs reaching towards his pants waistline. It was significant, the lines running down. It's not that he didn't have it before, it's that they were more defined, more deep seated than you remember and if his hands by chance reached further up, you could see beyond his tummy towards his chest. You genuinely thought that if you were standing just adjacent to him, you would be able to see inside his t-shirt, how unfortunate that you couldn't.
"Y/n, can you turn on the light and check?"
Fortunately you heard his question just in time for him to not catch you staring.
The light worked perfectly fine after that, you on the other hand, struggled thinking about him.
He left you alone in the bathroom to work but while you worked you thought of other ways you could see his waist. Even in your head it sounded like you were down for Jin and the truth is,
You were. You are down bad for the man you're going to marry.
After a while of finishing work you reach the living room, sprawling on the sofa taking a break. Originally you were supposed to spend time with Jin, not doing any work but as you looked at the place you realized there were so many things to do and such little time.
Your eyes linger around the room thinking of the next thing you could make him do and you found it just in time as your eyes fell upon show pieces in your living room, gifts from friends and such that needed to be packed.
"Honey, can you come here for a moment." You felt bad, genuinely felt bad for making him do the work but a girl gotta do what she gotta do.
Jin comes out a few seconds later and you tell him the work you had in mind. He obviously argues that the porter service would be doing this when they come but you insisted that they were delicate pieces and were gifts from people so you couldn't risk it being broken while moving. You'd rather trust him than even yourself.
Being a man in love with you, he ultimately agrees and so began your second successful attempt at staring at his waist. The work was careful so you didn't see a lot of it but enough to leave your imagination satisfied.
Just like that you had him bend down to get stuff from the back of your wardrobe, had him climb up to get your luggage, had him take down your fairy lights from a place you had even forgotten putting there. All in all you had a good 7-8 chances to look at his waist, it wasn't enough but you made peace with it.
You were sure Jin hadn't known about your plan but you forgot how attentive he is when it comes to you. It wasn't in the morning that he caught you, rather it was the time when he was changing the light bulb and he had seen you in the mirror staring at his waist. All throughout the day he went along with your plans just to see the extent you would go to to see him and he won't lie, he enjoyed your not so subtle attempts when you could have just said something. One word from you and he would have left everything just to have you but he was enjoying your restraint and your lack of it.
It happened almost all day until you both were preparing dinner. Oblivious to your knowledge, Jin started deliberately reaching higher places, stretching his body even just to catch you staring. It was amusing to him how you didn't realise his gaze on you.
It all worked until you asked him to take out a bowl from a higher shelf.
"That bowl is not here, it's in the cupboard behind you."
Oh.
"oh, I'll get it then-"
"No need baby, I'll get it for you." His smile wasn't his usual cute handsome smile, it was suggestive and only then your brain finally clicked, he had caught on.
It was too late. He was already moving towards you, stepping closer to you and before you could even step aside to give him space, one of his hands caged you against the counter. His body pressed against you while his other hand reached for the cabinet behind you but his eyes never left yours. A suggestive smirk played on his lips and you knew you were done for, not because you were caught but because it was more thrilling to him.
"Let me move," you face turned red at the proximity of your bodies. For the first time in a while you were standing this close, hell for the first time in a while his body was actually pressed against you and it felt great.
"thought you wanted this, honey." His voice dropped to a sound he only made in the bedroom.
You breathe shakily, "don't know what you're talking about."
You tried.
Jin's eyebrows shot up, his smirk still not faltering.
"Really? You really don't know what I'm talking about?"
You shook your head. Still trying to deny your lustful attempts.
The hand that had caged you against the counter now took your hand against his waist and you lost even more of your composure. With another hand he took out the bowl you had asked for but you couldn't care less at the moment. All your attention was centred on trying to distract yourself so he couldn't see how red you were and the effect he had on you.
"You're so cute, trying to deny when all day you've been trying to stare at my body." His hand drops the bowl and instead he lifts your face by your chin forcing your attention on him.
Your eyes looked into his eyes again. There were two ways to do this, either you could agree with him and have your way or you could deny your attempts and have him in an even better way and somehow the second one sounded more fun.
"Your body? As if. You think I can't stay without looking at you for a couple of days?" You scoff.
He was amused. He clicked his tongue, "So all your attempts of making me reach higher shelves, changing the light bulbs, making me bend down were just you asking me for help? Come on, honey, we've been together for years, you think I didn't know what you were trying to do?"
You narrow your eyes at him, "you're reading too much into it."
Lord were you trying but the way his waist was feeling against you felt heavenly.
"Am I? I guess I could be wrong then." He pursued his lips. Nodding he stepped away so his body was just at an enough distance, though your hand still lingered.
"Then why are you still holding my waist when I left your hand a while ago?"
His waist. Your hand. His hand.
He chuckled as you abruptly took your hand away from his waist.
"Baby, you can just tell me." He smiled, obviously. He was having too much fun.
"tell you what exactly?"
"That you're frustrated. That you can't resist me, that you want me. You know all you need is to just say the words."
"I don't know what kind of frustration you're talking about. I'm completely fine." You lied. He knew you were a bad liar.
There was a pause and you knew what this pause meant. It was the moment when Jin usually said something that made 100% sense and you couldn't argue beyond it.
He stepped back and his hands reached the hem of his shirt, "so if I take my shirt off, you won't feel anything? You won't stare? You won't even look?"
His hands although were already lifting his t-shirt and you tried to not look at him but the way he dragged his hand along his stomach, reaching all the way up to his chest making you see all that you had been missing out, it was too much, it was too hot for you to not look at him.
"You know you can have me anytime. All you have to do is say the words." He shrugged with a smirk pulled on his face.
Your face reflected all your frustration, not just the one that craved him, but the frustration of losing to him, frustration about the impact he had on you, frustration about how easily he was wrecking you right now.
"Fine, if you don't want-"
"Don't you dare pull that shirt down Kim SeokJin." You accepted defeat.
Jin's finger suggested you to come closer to him and you did. Your body was automatically being pulled towards him. There was no winning him, especially when he knew exactly how to drive your crazy.
Jin smiled as you finally reached him, his hands pulling you closer by your waist. His lips seductively tug yours and you whimper.
"Why go through all the pain when you know I'm always ready for you."
You moaned as you felt him already half hard against you.
"Where's the fun in that. Needed teasing."
Your hand reached into his hair, pulling it gently knowing exactly that it was his weakness. A moan escapes his lips that were lingering above yours. You couldn't take it anymore. You smash your lips against his soft, plump lips..oh, how you've missed these lips. The way they were always so gentle but so damn needy for you.
"Fuck, Y/n, it was just a couple more days. Needed me that bad?"
You nodded, "tell me I'm not the only one."
He pathetically moaned against your lips as you kept tugging at his hair.
"Need to have you too. Can't take it anymore." He moaned, picking you up and setting you down on the counter. Your legs immediately wrap around his body and his lips find yours again.
It's sharp, it's teethy, messy but it's lustful, it's hungry, it's him devouring your mouth. He isn't fighting for dominance when his tongue tries to push past your lips, when they lick your lips, he's making sure you remember exactly what he can do to you. The tug and pull at your lips with his teeth drive you crazy as he rocks your body into his. Everything is so immediate, so urgent and you don't blame him. You've waited long enough and now you needed him. He keeps kissing you, eating all your moans like a hungry man and tonight he was making sure that every sound escaping your lips were for him and him alone.
After what felt like ages, when you both separate for air, gasping for air, his forehead pressed against yours, he finally says, "Tonight I'm not letting anything get in between. No phone call, no interruptions, nothing.. just you and me."
You smile, "Make me forget the whole world baby."
He groaned attacking your lips again and that night he really made sure you didn't remember the world existed.
"For 3 fucking years I didn't think of you, didn't talk to you, didn't reach out to you but suddenly you show up one day and I haven't stopped thinking of you since!"
Tags/ Warnings: MDNI. Hurt/comfort/ slight angst, Fluff/ It all ends well|
Rating: Mature | Non-Idol AU: Both Y/n and Jin aren't perfect people (so aren't most of us) | toxic but also not toxic Jin(?) | Yearner Jin| Exes to Lovers | SMUT at the end |
WC: 10.9k
A/n: This was supposed to be short but it has turned into 10k words. Parts of it are based from irl inspiration. This is so far the most I've written in 4 something years, does it show? Also the first time I'm writing smut, so I'm an amateur at this so if y'all don't like it, it would be fair. Please try to ignore any mistakes you may find, its a long edit that took me 3 days.
"Y/n?" You heard someone call you.
There are certain moments in life that are completely unavoidable. Your birth, you crying over your first day of school, the first person you trust, the first friend you make, your first failure, your first love, your worst heartbreak and death. It's as if your whole life has been planned out by some invisible string and someone is tugging at you strings like you're a puppet but no matter how hard you try to break it, or pull at it, nothing ever works. It's an unavoidable chaos that unfolds and unfortunately you have to learn with it. Blame it on the cosmos or something like that.
And right now as you turned around, you were face to face with one of those moments, an unavoidable destiny. Your worst heartbreak.
Kim Seok-Jin.
And you cursed the damn universe that put you and him in the same godforsaken club, at the same time, where both of you are likely drunk.
"Y/n! I thought it was you." And you realize you have to talk now.
He's buzzed, you could tell by the look in his eyes, just tipsy enough to have fun but not a hangover.
"Jin! Funny seeing you here?" You were confused to say the least.
He smiled. Damn, that smile.
"Right! I called your cell when I saw you but you didn't pick up."
Let's stop here for a moment. He called? He called you? Your ex from 3 years ago that had ended badly called you? And you missed that call?
No. You didn't. You deliberately ignored it. Well, ignore is a harsh word. You stared at your screen for 2 mins while an unknown number contacted you but you knew exactly who it was so, you panicked. You didn't know if you really should have picked up his call. You guys haven't been in touch in the last 3 years and suddenly then out of all the moments he called you? It confused you, you even asked your friend if you should pick up the call but before you could even make a decision on it, the call ended. He didn't call back again. What did you do then? You let your brain run haywire but decided it would be best not to contact him, at least not at that moment.
"oh really? Must have missed it. It's loud here."
Lies, lies, lies.
"That's true." He paused, actually he was staring at you and you didn't know what you should say next. Should you ask him why he called you? Should you ask him what he was doing at the club? Should you ask him how he's been?
"How-"
"Shall we go to some place less noisy?" Your breath stopped.
"Uh, Sure yeah. Let's go out." You replied. You tell your friend who you came with that you'd be out but she was drunk enough dancing next to her boyfriend to actually care enough at that instant.
You two went out of the club, it was much quieter outside which unfortunately also meant that it was awkward.
"Bit awkward, isn't it?" You fake chuckle.
"Really? I don't think so." You could see his face much more clearly now. He's changed a bit, his cheeks had sunked in a little not in a way that he was weak but enough to know that he had lost some weight, his eyes still the same, his lips... he had grown more handsome if that was possible and that was not helping you because you were starting to forget the break-up.
"How have you been?" You finally ask.
He pushed his hands inside the pockets of his jeans leaning against the wall and you watched him lean, damn him..
"Been good, yeah. How have you been?"
"Similar."
Pause.
You cleared your threat as you swayed on your toes looking down because you didn't know what else to look anymore but when you do eventually lift your gaze, you feel his presence next to you putting his jacket across your shoulders.
"You seemed cold." He smiled. You thanked him in a small voice but what you could really focus on was how his jacket smelled. Still the same.
"So, what do you do now?" He asked.
You briefly look at him, "Media. Didn't switch fields."
He hummed, "Just as expected. You never change."
You frowned, "What's that supposed to mean?"
He immediately clarified, "Oh! I meant it as a compliment. I've always admired your lifestyle. You always see things through the end and it's amazing."
"oh."
He turned his face sideways, smiling to himself. After a moment of silence he continued, "I remember our last conversation..."
He returned his gaze towards you again, "I think it was after we had broken up..."
There was only once when Jin had reached out to you back then, just once, 6 months after the break up. He had heard from someone that you were promoted to a senior position and he congratulated you for that. That conversation went on for a bit before it turned personal and he asked you if you were seeing someone at the moment .
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"What about you? Seeing someone at the moment?"
You read the text multiple times before you decided that telling the truth was better, "No. Life got really busy suddenly. Got no time to date."
Lies! You voluntarily stepped out of dating after Jin. You were afraid of another heartbreak.
"Are you?" You texted back.
"..."
"Nah. Also very busy. It's been a hectic time." He texted back.
Your heart sank.
It was a lie, you knew that. Jin usually wasn't the type to ever post about his relationship anywhere but a few days before he did, for a few hours. It was a picture of him and his new girlfriend. You tried pretending that it was okay but you knew deep down that you weren't.
"I get it."
"..."
"Listen, I gotta get back to work. Let's talk soon?" You texted.
"Sure yeah, you must be busy."
But you never actually texted him again. In fact, you deleted his contact. That was the last time you looked at your pictures with him.
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"I remember it too." You finally said when you realized he was waiting for you to say something.
"The truth is... that day I lied."
"I know."
He was taken back, his eyebrows raised, "You did?"
"You posted about her very briefly and I happened to see it. I didn't want to say anything out of privacy."
He kept staring at you and if you were right, you could see his ears had turned red.
"I'm sorry about it."
"No need. We weren't a thing back then and you didn't owe me any explanation for who you were with or not. We had ended remember?"
Was it a salt to the wound? Yes. You wanted it to hurt because truth be told you cried yourself to sleep that night. You didn't hate him for dating, you just despised that he dated so soon after you guys had ended, as if your time with him didn't matter.
He nodded as silence prevailed. You were now confused why you guys were standing there and talking, pretending that nothing happened, pretending it didn't hurt you to see him right now, even if that pain was fragmentary.
You almost shrug off his jacket from your shoulders, "Jin, I think I'm going to go back inside-"
"I've missed you."
You just stared at him. Your hand falling beside you. Dumbfounded, shocked, surprised? Were those the right words? Did he just tell you that he missed you?
"That's what I wanted to tell you. I've missed you." He had that look in his eyes, that profound look almost as if he wanted to be closer to you. His back no longer leaned against the wall, his posture erect, towering over you.
He missed you?
He was being honest. You knew that, his eyes told you, they glimmered, hopeful maybe that you'll say it back but did you miss him? Did you?
You tried not to think of him, that was your answer. Just that. It was hard, it was very hard in the beginning but 3 years later, you were fine now. You didn't miss him, right?
He missed you?
"I've felt guilty all this time, about our break up and how I ended it. I think I should have at least been friends with you but I just got too caught up-"
"We could never have been friends, Jin," you interjected.
He was surprised maybe, hurt even, "I guess but I think I still could have tried to reach out to you more and-"
"You didn't owe me that friendship and honestly had you tried I would never have been able to." You were shutting him off. You were trying to, desperately hard to stop looking into his eyes but you couldn't. Shutting him off was the only way.
"Still." He huffed taking a step back.
You turned your face away and bit your lip, "I think we should end our conversation here. I'm going back ins-"
"Haven't you missed me at all?" He gulped.
You were hesitant to tell him the truth, did you really want him to know how much you tried to shut him out of your mind?
"No." You lied.
He was taken back, "Not even a little?"
You chose not to answer it instead.
"I really think we should end-"
He grabbed your wrist.
"Y/n," your heart immediately raced in your chest. His hold wasn't tight, it was light as a feather but the gravity of him touching your wrist, his touch on your skin for the first time in 3 years had you blazing with fire inside.
"Jin, please,"
"Please what?" He stepped closer to you while you felt as if you were stuck to the ground. You had no option but to keep looking at him as he bought your hands closer to his chest, touching it.
"Just let g-" and now his face was closer to you. You could smell alcohol in his breath. It was gin.
"You really haven't? You're telling me I'm the only one who has missed you? Slept with your thoughts in my head? Stayed up just because I couldn't get you out of my head? I can't be the only one Y/n, I can't be. Tell me?"
You breathed heavily while your heart was pounding and you swore if he stood any closer he might be able to hear it but It was mesmerizing to be here with him. He was intoxicating and he smelled great, he always did and right now even you should have stepped away from him but you couldn't bring yourself to.
"Jin-"
"Tell me Y/n. I can't be the only one who has thought of us. I know you must have."
You didn't want him to know the truth.
Your hand now pressed against his chest. You could feel his heart beating in his chest, your eyes fixated there before you lifted your gaze to look at him. He was already staring at you, his eyes looking at your lips. You didn't know where else to look next except his parted lips.
He was leaning in.
"Jin-" your voice small, coming out in stutters.
"Y/n."
"You ended it. Not me." That was your final blow. And with that you took your hand away from his.
As you stepped back he kept standing there staring at you as if you had cut his wound wide open but he deserved it. Right?
"You know I wasn't ready. You wanted the future and I wasn't there yet. I needed time." Tears welled up in his eyes. You'd be lying if you said that it didn't hurt you to see him like that but you couldn't be weak. It all starts with one weakness.
"Jin, you know that wasn't it. I just- nevermind what I wanted.." you took a pause, "there's no point talking about something that existed 3 years ago. I've moved on with my life and I'm sure you have too."
"I haven't." Why was he doing this to you?
"Jin, please don't lie-" he stepped closer to you again, his hands reaching out, lingering close to your waist but not touching yet and you couldn't even resist because how does one resist Kim Seok-Jin.
"I'm not lying Y/n, I haven't moved on from you. I was young and immature back then but now- now Y/n I want to offer you everything. I want to be with-"
You pressed your finger to his lips, "Please don't finish that sentence."
He was staring at you like a starved man, a man who has been deprived of the one thing he truly wanted all along. His eyes expressed every split second of his emotion, his pain, your words that cut, how he was reliving your memory, how much effect the closeness of your bodies had on him, how much he actually loved you.
He took your wrist and took it gently away from his lips, "No, let me tell you. I want to be with you Y/n. I want to be with you again. I've missed you all this time."
"Where was this 3 years ago?" You fought back your memories, the good times with him that were replaced with memories of your breakup. He wasn't making it easier anymore, it was hard, it became so difficult to look at his beautiful, gentle face and to hurt him with your words but what could you do! You swore you'd never let him break you again.
"I was stupid Y/n. I want you now-"
"You don't. You're just saying this because you're drunk."
He shook his head, "I've never been more honest with you. Whether I'm drunk or not, I'm being honest about my feelings to you. Can you not care for my feelings Y/n? Do you really not?"
Damn him for making it so hard on you. Tears threaten to spill your eyes so you gently press your hands against his chest and push him away, softly.
"You're not sober."
"Y/n, I miss you. I still do."
You closed your eyes taking in a sharp breath.
"You should tell me this when you're sober. I can't trust you right now."
"Will you trust me then?" He asked.
You looked at him and took your steps back.
"Will you trust me then?" He asked again.
You held the door handle of the club again, and nodded at him before opening the door,
"I will trust you then."
And you went inside leaving Jin outside with the lingering silence of what happened tonight.
"Coffee for Y/n?"
"That would be me." You smile politely at the counterperson taking your coffee away.
"So, do you think you'd be down for the plan?" Your friend opening the door for you.
"Drinking? Again? We just went." You tell your friend but she makes irresistible puppy eyes at you that you couldn't resist.
You laughed, "Fine, just for you but only light booze."
You walk back towards your office while you check your emails as she attends a call which she only gets off once you enter your office elevator, resuming the conversation.
"So, what about that ex of yours?"
You almost choke on your coffee making her laugh.
"I was kidding."
"Warn me the next time before you do that!" You exclaimed coughing loudly.
She laughs again patting your back, "I just asked since your ex has been no show and I know it's been bothering you."
That was unfortunately true.
"Bothering me? I haven't thought of him since that night. In fact I have completely forgotten about him." You lied. You didn't really want to discuss your personal life, especially about Jin with her, at work.
"Whatever helps you sleep at night sweetie." She smirked as the door opened forcing you both to depart on your own ways.
"I'll see you tonight at my place?"
You give her a thumbs up in passing to confirm your attendance at her drinking plan.
Once you finally sit back in your chair at work you stare blankly at the screen thinking about your conversation with your friend. Jin had not reached out to since that night and the thing was, you should have known better. You should have known he wasn't going to. They were just words spoken under intoxication, just pretence, his delirium, he probably didn't even remember talking to you and you were finally making peace with it but sometimes it didn't stop you from thinking of him. There were times when that was all you could think about and now since she mentioned him, you couldn't stop thinking of that night.
The problem was if you really thought about it though you really couldn't figure out why Jin talked to you that night, what made him confess those words to you or were they always lies to begin with? But they seemed honest. But since he had vanished since that night then it made you wonder if there was any honesty in his words at all.
At least for a couple of nights that followed you stayed up thinking about him, his words, his confession, his face, his eyes, his lips, you were memorizing everything. You even checked your phone for any message from him but there were none. And it began again, you started thinking of the break up again, how it all just ended on one phone call.
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"Are we even in a relationship at this point or are we just dragging things on?"
You could hear his breathing on the other side but he was silent. He probably hadn't expected you to ask that but now that you did even he knew that conversation was inescapable.
"Let's just end things Y/n." He said it, so easily, so casually like none of it mattered.
"Jin, let's just meet and talk about-"
"No Y/n, I don't think I can do this in person. We both know this isn't working anymore and there's no point in dragging it out as long as we have." He didn't even stutter, like it was a plain truth.
His last sentence somehow reverberated loudly. Was this the same person who once cared for you, who showed up for you, who held doors for you, who didn't just show up with flowers to prove his love but who genuinely sat by your side when you cried and heard your side of stories, who actually waited for you in the storming rain just so he could be with you.
"Jin, you can just talk to me if something's wrong. I know something is up with you and you're taking it out on us but I'm here to be with you a-"
"You're not my therapist Y/n," his voice was sharp and you couldn't help but fall silent. All you wanted was to be there for him, to work things out together.
He huffed out on the other end, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that. I just- I'm sorry Y/n but I really can't do a relationship right now. You want a future but I can't give that to you and it's been bothering me. I can't promise a future Y/n and it feels unfair to keep holding onto you just because I love you. You're too good for me, I don't want to drag you down with me-"
"Jin, let's just find ways to figure it out together."
He sighed on the other end, "Y/n, no. This is my problem. You should be with someone who's going to be there for you in ways that I haven't been-"
"But you have been there for me Jin, you have. Let me be there for you too." You felt tears on your lips, you hadn't even realized when you started crying.
"I wish you the best Y/n-"
"Really? This is really how you're going to end it?"
He didn't reply back.
"Really Jin, after all this time?"
"I'm sorry, Y/n." And with that he had cut off the call.
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You shook your head shaking off your memories of the break-up and focusing back on your work. It wasn't going to do you any good anymore. If Jin really wanted to talk to you he would have reached out by now and since he hasn't, it was best to forget about that night.
Were you a chronic liar? That should be a disease, right? To lie to yourself that you didn't care if Jin reached out to you or not when you really did. With 2 bottles of wine buzzing through your entire body, you were burning inside, with truth, for truth. Why did he say he missed you when he didn't? And why couldn't you for one goddamn second stop thinking of him and his beautiful face.
You stumble at the door of your apartment trying to fit the key into your keyhole groaning to yourself for your blurry vision. After multiple failed attempts which included dropping your keys, hitting your head against the door while picking it up and groaning in pain you were finally able to open the door.
You staggered into your apartment throwing down your bag against the door and walked into the kitchen looking for your stash of another bottle of wine.
It wasn't like you to drink heavily but not for once had you stopped thinking of Jin today and you needed something better to drown your thoughts of him. When you find a half emptied bottle of wine, you walk towards your sofa and crash onto it.
Why had Jin never called you back?
You wonder about it long enough staring at your ceiling but you couldn't find an answer. The real question was why was it bothering you so much that he never reached out to you? Do you still love him? Do you still want to be with him? Why have you never dated after Jin? Why haven't you loved anyone after him?
Before you could even rationalize your thoughts you were taking out your phone and staring at his contact.
"This is so stupid." You talk to yourself looking away from your phone to rationalize your thoughts but then you look back at that contact and you decide you need answers.
Your heart raced as the dial tone rings, were you hoping for him to pick up or otherwise?
But once he picked up, you knew your answer.
"Hello?"
You wanted him to.
"Y/n, is that you?"
You stared at your screen and decided if you were going to fuck it up, then so be it. What was the worst that could happen?
"Jin," You exhaled loudly, "Do you know you're a fucking liar!"
"Y/n... are you drunk?" He replied after a pause.
"So what if I am? At least I mean what I say." Were you making sense?
"Where are you?"
"Does it even matter to you? Does anything matter to you actually? I bet you don't even remember that night. How you waltzed in with you and your false promises, your false confessions but I do, I remember everything. You and your stupid words, your stupid face, your stupid confessions about missing me and wanting me. You never wanted me in the first place, did you? It was all a lie, wasn't it? It's so easy for you to pretend that everything is normal, that everything is casual but I'm not like that Jin. You may not care about this stuff but I do. I bet you didn't even mean it because if you did you would have actually reached out, but you didn't! Even when you said you would, you didn't because that's how you are. That's who you are. You've never once cared about what you do to me, what your words do me, you don't care, not even a little, not at all!" You were talking loudly.
You were raging inside, things you couldn't tell anyone but him, things' you couldn't talk to about anyone but him.
"Did you think I would forget about it? Like I would pretend it never happened? I tried, I fucking tried Jin but I can't pretend anymore. I can't pretend when it comes to you. For 3 fucking years I didn't think of you, didn't talk to you, didn't reach out to you but suddenly you show up one day and I haven't stopped thinking of you since and I hate it, and I hate you for making me this way-"
"Are you home?"
"Stop interrupting me-"
"I asked are you home? Do you still live there?" He sounded stern.
You sighed running your hand across your face, "I'm home, still live here. What are you going to do, come here?"
"I'll be there in 10." And he cut off the call.
You put your face in the palm of your hands, rubbing it lightly before you realise what Jin's last words were. You stare at your phone as his last words ring in your head. I'll be there in 10?
Was he really coming?
You stare at the door when door bell finally rang. It hadn't even been 10 minutes yet!
"Y/n, open the door."
You gulped finally getting up from the sofa to unlock the door. As you held the lock one final time, your brain half functionally tried to find all plausible scenarios of what may happen next but you were far too drunk to come up with a solution for your cursed call or for this moment.
The door banged again and you had no option but to open it.
"Y/n," and there he was. Looking like every bit of your sinful imagination put together in his black denim jacket and jeans.
"I didn't-"
"Are you okay?" He was far too calm for someone you had just ranted off to, complained to, about his own behaviour.
You nod and he finally walks through the door closing it behind him. You stare as he walks towards you. You were stuck to the ground again. It was easy to call out his shit on call but now that he was in front of you, you couldn't even bring yourself to say anything, let alone be mad at him.
"How much did you drink?" He asks softly looking at your coffee table for your almost emptied bottle of wine.
"Just a couple of sips from that and 2 bottles of wine." You can't look at him anymore, it was too real. Maybe your system went onto flight mode hence your sobriety was starting to kick in and you hated every bit of this.
"Let's get you sobered up." He said as he took your hand and took you into your kitchen. Huh?
Why was he being nice? Did the phone call never happen? Did it all just happen in your head? You were so confused as you watched him take off his jacket and get you a cup of water.
Once he hands you the water he goes back to the refrigerator to look for something while you watch his back. Were his shoulders always this wide? He leaned down to check something making his shirt rise up, showing his lower back and your look away catching yourself blushing at thoughts you shouldn't be having.
"You don't have anything for a hangover." He closes the refrigerator behind him and walks towards you.
"It's okay, I'll just take pills in the morning." You replied as you keep the cup back on the counter.
He leans in front of you to look at you properly and you couldn't help but blush at the proximity.
You clear your throat and turn your head away to look towards your bedroom door, "Uh, I think I'll be fine. You can go."
His eyebrows raised, "Go? Do you not want me here?"
You look back up at him. Did you want him here in the first place? You weren't sure at the moment.
"Am I making you uncomfortable?" He asked softly stepping back from you.
Uncomfortable was the last thing that you were.
"That's not it. I just- I don't know why I called and now it's just weird." You said.
He hummed, "You should sleep."
Huh?
"Sleep?"
"It's late. The more you're up the more your head is going to hurt in the morning. You should sleep." With that he walked towards your bedroom. Was he going to sleep with you?
You realized you were wrong once he came out of the room after turning on the lights for you.
"Let me know if you need any help." He said as he came back into the kitchen.
You were perhaps shocked at his cordiality so you went along with it. You enter your bedroom turning your head around once to see him checking something in your kitchen shelves.
You didn't know exactly when you fell asleep after washing up but now that you're up at such un-godly hour you were finally able to recollect things that had happened tonight. You turn your gaze around your empty room but you notice your clothes folded neatly on the chair that you don't remember doing. When you turn to your nightstand, it's 4 in the morning and there are medicines, hangover pills, hangover drinks and water. It was Jin.
Feeling sober you take the pills he had kept there for you and you get out of your bedroom to check if Jin had left but when you walk into the living room, he's sitting there scrolling through his phone.
"You're still here?" You ask. You weren't surprised to find him there awake actually. Even when you guys were dating Jin would normally stay awake or at least partially awake whenever you returned home drunk just to take care of you if something happened in the middle of the night.
He shuts off his phone, putting it back in his pocket before getting up and walking towards you.
"You feeling better?" He asked. You nod.
"Do you need anything? Water?" He asked again.
You shook your head, "I just had some. You left it in my room."
He hummed. The silence lingered as you two kept staring at each other. For the first time since that night you didn't feel confused, rather confident that there was something between the two of you. Granted that this was the second time you were seeing him since your breakup but you could read his eyes very well. The way he looked at you, the way he looked at you even that night wasn't casual, it wasn't simple, it was complex. He looked at you in ways you couldn't describe in words.
"I feel fine now, I don't think I'll need any assistance anymore. I'm glad you came but I think it's better for you to go back home. I don't want to inconvenience you."
Why are you pushing him away even when you think there is something indescribable between you two? Because you can't afford to be hurt by Jin again. You can't afford to hurt him either. You felt it but did he? You didn't know. You no longer want to restrain him into something he might not want. You didn't want to force him, not then, nor now.
"Can you just- for once stop pushing me away?" He sighed running his hands through his hair.
"Pushing you away? Jin I didn't start it, you did. I merely don't want to hold you off. I don't want to be responsible for holding you back from something you could have with someone else-"
"Y/n, can we just talk like adults?" He sounded frustrated.
"We are."
"We're not!"
"How do we talk then? Oh, I know, maybe you can tell me you miss me again and then vanish yet again. Or maybe you can do this over a call again and then vanish from life completely. Or maybe you can do it under a drunken influence and tell me you didn't mean it the next d-"
It all happened too fast, in the blink of a moment. You gasp, barely registering that Jin was now pinning you against the wall and his face close enough to kiss you but not doing it just doing it yet. Any form of functioning brain you were left with was shutting off with the feeling of his body pressed against yours. How his hand was behind your back, resting on your lower back while his other hand was next to your head.
"You never stop, do you?" His voice was at least 2 octaves deeper. You gulped as you stared at his parted lips. It was unfair how they looked soft, plump, pink, just the right amount of kissable.
You breath stuck in your throat when you realised he had been staring at your lips as well.
"You say all that but my jacket is still hanging at your door. You push me away but you don't really want that, do you?" He asked again.
"What?" Your voice came out in a whisper. Did he ask something?
His lips pulled in a small smirk. He fucking knew the affect he has on you. He knows the way your body is hot against his. The way your breath is coming out in small shallow breaths.
"You aren't angry anymore," his hand momentarily moves away from the wall to push a strand of your hair behind your ear, "so can I confess now?"
Confess what?
"That I meant every single word I meant that night."
You didn't even know those words had slipped out of your mouth, you were too busy trying not to get distracted by his lips and failing miserably at it.
"I meant it Y/n when I said I missed you all this time, that I still miss you. What I don't believe is that you haven't missed me all this time. Have you really never thought of me?" His other hand somehow had slipped from behind your back to your neck and was now lifting your face by your chin to look into his eyes.
"Tell me honestly, you really haven't thought of this in these 3 years?"
You gulp, holding your ground for what seems like one last time, "Haven't."
He frowned as if he was impressed but then his eyes travelled across your body, your lips and then looked into your eyes again, "Your body says otherwise, baby."
Fuck.
He leaned into your body further, his lips travel towards your ears, sending shivers down your spine. You close your eyes inhaling sharply, your chest colliding with his and he whispers, "Your body still reacts the same, Y/n, are you sure you're mad at me for not reaching out?"
Before you could even answer you felt his lips graze lightly against your neck and you lose it. A low moan slips out of your mouth. Your hand involuntarily reaching out and tugging at his t-shirt. He hadn't even kissed your neck yet, just graze with a touch that can hardly be considered as a touch but your body was burning for more.
This isn't how this was supposed to go. You were supposed to send him back home and cut him off. You were supposed to stop thinking of Jin completely. But now, all you could think of was how much you wanted his lips to actually kiss you, how much you wanted his hands to touch you, to caress you.
He chuckles deeply, that small laugh that made you weak in your knees. His other hand travels down your hand and reaches your waist. His hand lingers, just lingers making you want more.
"Does this make you uncomfortable, Y/n?"
"No." You moan.
You lightly feel him smile against your neck. Did it even matter anymore? Holding your ground? Jin already knew everything about you and your body, he knew that your mouth was saying something else and your body was saying something else.
This time you feel his lips connect your neck completely and your back arches into him pulling him closer to you with the hand tugging at his t-shirt. Your mouth opens and a louder moan slips out.
"Tell me to stop." His lips kissed just below your ears but your neck leans back giving him more access to your ears and your neck.
"Don't stop, Jin.." your voice comes out in a complete moan that definitely had an effect on him because not only did his hand reach under your shirt, touching your bare waist and pulling you close but the curse that slipped out of his mouth sounded hot and heavy.
"Fuck, Y/n. Do you have any clue what you do to me?" He was kissing down your neck now. They weren't messy kisses but precise, soft and then deep, and when his teeth sunk into your neck pulling at it slightly, he would run his tongue along the spot he had just attacked, kissing it again softening the blow but you were crumbling at his actions. You could hardly stand up on your own anymore. If it hadn't been for Jin's hold on you, you were sure you wouldn't be standing at all.
"Want me to tell you what I've missed about you?"
You nod, "Tell me."
He pulls away from your neck, smirking at the way you whined for his touch. His eyes linger down your body and with his other hands he intertwines your fingers and brings it close to his lips. He looks through his lashes as he kisses your hands. You think it should be unfair for someone to look this hot when he's only kissing your hand.
"Your fingers."
All your attention centres on his lips, and how they move. Was it possible for a man of this level of hotness to grow any hotter with every passing second?
His lips travel down your arms, placing kisses along the way, "Your hands." When he reaches your upper arm, he forces your hand to hang across his shoulder. Your hand immediately reaches into his soft hair and tugs at them making him smile deliciously.
His lips now travel to your shoulder and he kisses it gently first, "These shoulders," he says and then places a hickey right on your shoulder.
How was it even possible?
"My favourite," he said as he kissed your neck once again. Your eyes close feeling his kisses along the other side of your neck now. He was making sure that your neck was covered with hickeys but you didn't mind that one bit. He was ruining you but you liked it, you loved the way he would softly kiss your neck after.
"Open your eyes, Baby." He said holding your chin. When you force your eyes open his face is right in front of you. He's smiling.
"Keep watching," and with that he drops to the ground. You bite your lip watching his hands travel through your thighs and resting on your ass. He squeezes them softly and your lower body juts forward involuntarily.
His low laugh lingers, "Missed this." And then he continues to leave kisses across your leg, reaching higher and higher until he reaches the band of your bottoms.
He looks up at you, his eyes sultry, seductive, slow. Your hand reaches his face, cupping his face giving him the permission he seeks.
His hand travels up your waist, pulling your shirt higher leaving your waist naked for him.
"May I?" He asks this time as his mouth nears your waist.
You thought you had answered but you realized you haven't once he asks you again, "Words, Y/n,"
The way he says your name.
"Touch me, Jin."
He no longer hesitates and kisses your waist. He first kisses at the low point pulling your bottoms a little even, then the side of your waist before he travels towards the center, kissing along navel then going higher and higher. His hand also pulling your shirt further upward.
"This waist." He moaned, "how I've missed holding this in my hands."
When he reaches far up enough till your breasts he stops and stands facing you. Your eyes were fluttering open with surreal pleasure running through your body.
"Tell me Y/n, will you still say you haven't missed me at all?"
You had no choice but to look at him and confess your truth. You wanted him like air and you needed him now.
"I've missed you."
"Say it again." He asks, smiling his hands coming up to either side of your face, caressing it.
"I've missed you, Jin," and this time you take the initiative to lean forward towards his lips but he only pulls back.
"Say it. Tell me how much you want this." He was so hot for commanding you the way he was but then he was so gentle with you and your body.
You try to lean forward again to no avail, you huff out in frustration making him chuckle.
"Sorry if this frustrates you but I want to be sure my girl really wants it."
His girl?
"Kiss me." You ordered grabbing him by his collar and pulling him down, "Kiss me now!"
He was surprised but then he bit his lip and leaned towards your lips, "there's no going back anymore, Y/n, you are sure, right?"
You finally grab him by his neck, smashing your lips against his.
There's heat, there's passion, there's impatience in the way you kiss him. These lips, oh these lips, how you've missed his mouth. One of his hands goes towards your hair guiding your head to his movement while his other hand drops to your back and drags you forward, he doesn't pull you, he drags you, into his body, pressing it harshly against himself.
"Fuck, Y/n," he moans and he pulls you in deep. His teeth pull at your lower lip but you lose it when his tongue pushes past your open kisses and swirls with your tongue. You can't help moaning at his delicious tongue, the way his lips are soft but how needy his kiss is, the way he seems gentle but his kiss is hungry. He's not kissing you, he's devouring you with his lips, with his tongue, remembering, memorizing, making up for the lost time.
When you try to gain dominance by tugging at his lower lips, he loses composure. He pushes both of your bodies against the wall. His hands are no longer against your head or your back, instead they're grabbing the back of your thighs and without a second thought he lifts you off the ground, not once breaking the kiss. Your legs automatically crossing behind him.
"You're going to be the death me, Y/n,"
You separate from his lips and look into his eyes,
"Then kiss me like you mean. Show me how much you've missed me."
Oh boy, were those the wrong words. He attacks you, like a predator in the wild. His lips sucks you into another dimension. His tongue licking your lips, pushing past them, his teeth tugging your lips all at the same time. Any hesitation he has leaves his body and he carries you to the bedroom, your hands on his shoulders, his arms still firmly holding you.
And then you feel it, when he puts you on the bed, climbing over you.
"I'll show you in every way how much I've missed you Y/n," he moans as his lips momentarily travels to your neck.
"Gonna show you how much I've thought about you, your mouth, your neck, your body," he nips the skin at your neck.
Your hands reach his back, travelling under his shirt. He hisses as he feels your nails rake his back.
"Feral, are we?" He moans returning to your kiss your mouth.
"Everything I feel about you is feral, Jin," you moan back. You can feel him smile against your lips, he's proud of it. His ego satisfied with your reaction.
"Thought you hated me?" His words slipped out as he paused to take a breath, then his kisses your mouth gently, again, then again and then again.
"Guess you forgot all about it." Your brain could barely agree or deny his statement. Did you? You didn't care at the moment, all you wanted at this moment was him.
He finally leaves your mouth. His figure towers over you, sitting on his knees. And he just stares, just looks at you, your and your body and it drives you crazy, the power he has on you. The look in his eyes momentarily shifts from pure lust to something softer but you were starting to get really desperate.
"Are you really sure?"
You raise your body, resting on your palm while your other hand reaches towards his chest.
"Never been more sure," and you touch him over his shirt, then you lean further upward, towards his neck and kiss his neck. Your hand slips inside his shirt and he loses his balance momentarily.
His eyes close at the sensation of your lips against his neck. You can feel the veins on his neck, the rise and fall of his chest under your palm, the way his heart is beating loudly. When you nip at his skin, pull at it with your teeth, he loses his balance completely and you fall backward with his body on top of you.
"Y/n, I need you, now."
"Then have me Jin, take me."
You run your tongue across his neck and then he pulls your face away. You look at him as his hands reach the hem of his shirt and he pulls it off his body.
For the first time in 3 years you were finally looking at his body, his chest, his abs, oh.
It was clear he has been working out, the V line going inside his jeans was prominent enough for you to lose your mind over it. He smirks as he watches your eyes rake his body.
"Think you need me more," him and his mouth. You pull him down.
"Shut up."
He laughs kissing you once again but his hand reaches the hem of your shirt and he touches you. This time he's not seeking your permission instead he is demanding. His hands reach up to your boobs and he grazes them lightly.
Your back arches at his touch, moaning. He resumes touching you, grazing your chest lightly over your bra, he doesn't even tug at it but touches gently but you feel your nipples harden under his touch.
"Shit Y/n, your body..," he moans as his lips leaves your and goes down your neck to the top of your chest over your shirt.
He looks back at you as he plays with the hem of your shirt. You take his hand and pull your shirt upward and upward until it exposes your covered breasts and you remove your shirt throwing it aside.
His hands follow his lips as he goes towards the valley of your chest. He nips at the skin of your chest but he's moaning, he's lost in your touch. He doesn't even realise when he tugs sharper than usual until he hears you moan loudly.
He doesn't give a second thought instead he slips his hand behind and unclasps your bra, slipping it off your chest. You suddenly realize the way your body is exposed to his. You're undressed the same but it's been so long since he's touched you, since he has looked at you in the way that he's looking at you now.
"Beautiful.. so beautiful, no one compares to you, no one," he whispers as his lips kiss your chest again. With one hand he grazes over your left nipple and you moan. You feel heat travelling straight down between your legs. You've felt it since his lips have touched you but you can't ignore it anymore. You were desperate for more, you needed more from him, from his body.
And as if he could read the demands in your head, he takes your right breast in his mouth. Your hand immediately falls into his hair and you whine, you moan, whimpering his name. He sucks ever so gently, softly suckling at your breasts like a man starved and your moans only encourage him to take it further in his mouth.
"Fuck Jin," you almost scream when Jin pulls at your nipple and gently bites it with his teeth and smothers by sucking on it. You feel him smile at your reaction.
"Already screaming my name? We've just started, baby," his voice filled with pure lust. His eyes are filled with pure desire for you, pure desperation. You liked that look in his eyes.
"Keep your eyes on me," he only says it once before he gives your left nipple the same attention as your right one. His left hand applies the same pull at your right nipple, pinching, pulling, rolling it between his fingers. Not for a moment does he think he wants to give you rest. You were a moaning mess at this point but he didn't care, in fact he liked the way his name kept falling out of your mouth. He liked the way your chest rose for his attention, the way he could feel your heart race, the way every time he would pull at your nipples your back would arch more for him to take more of you.
He liked this, hell he loved the way your body was reacting to every touch and he would go on the whole night but he was hard now. He had ignored it for so long but he couldn't ignore it anymore. The hardness between his own legs was unavoidable. He too wanted to feel more of you. He wanted to feel your body around him, the way your body would clench around his dick and just that thought alone made his dick harder than before.
Only his lips leave your breasts, his hands still there kneading them. His lips travelling down your body and your head falls back as he reaches your lower waist and pulls at your bottom.
He takes them off your legs and throwing them somewhere across the room. His lips don't rest even for a moment. He kisses right above the band of your panties making your hands fall on the sheets, grabbing, pulling at them to try and reduce the sensations you were feelings.
"Fuck, so wet for me, Baby," he moans kissing over your clothed clit. You lose it, you lose it. You moan loudly as he suckles at your clothed clit. How was this so pleasurable? Not even grabbing onto the sheets was helping you anymore.
"Do you want it?" He asks as if he didn't already know but he still seeks your permission. He slides your panty to the side, lingering his fingers over you.
He pulls apart bringing his lips to his mouth, wetting his own fingers before reaching down to touch you again and you forget your response, only whimpering at his actions.
"Words Y/n," you hated him, his stupid mouth for making your feel like you're on fire.
"yes, fuck, yes, Jin." That was the encouragement he needed before he goes down and pulls away your panties completely and kisses your clit. His fingers insert you all at the same instance leaving you arching, moaning mess.
You were sure if in that moment someone stood outside your apartment they would know you were being wrecked by a beautiful man with soft lips because his kiss alone on your clit made you feel feral.
To make it worse, he removed his fingers from your witness and dragged a long lick across your opening, applying pressure at your clit. Jin's name kept falling out of your mouth as if you were worshipping him but you were in a state of delirium. How could his mouth feel so good on you? Why was he so skilled at taking your clit in his mouth and sucking on it?
Your hand falls into his hair and pulls at them harshly but he doesn't stop, he sucked you in, he sucked all your wetness into his mouth like he's been thirsty for days. His tongue laps at your clit like never before. No one has ever made you feel this way like he does. He had barely begun but you felt close to cumming.
You keep feeling his lips sucking at your clit, his tongue licking it between but you scream loudly when you feel his wet fingers replace his tongue.
"Keep screaming, Baby. Keep screaming but I'm not stopping. Not tonight."
Fuck. He was so hot for this.
You shake your head with pure pleasure as he circles your clit with his middle finger. Whimpers fall off your lips as you feel double attacked by his tongue entering you. How did you land in this situation, you could no longer care instead you thank heavens that let you feel Kim Seok-Jin fall between your legs.
Your chest rises, your breath choking with moans of pleasure, "Jin, fuck- I can't."
"Can't what baby?" He doesn't give you a break though. You try to pull him upward but he takes your hand and intertwines your fingers with his other hands and pins it against your belly.
"Shit- Jin, please, please.." what were you pleading for?!
"Cum on my tongue. Just once. I promise I'll make it easy."
You knew it wasn't going to be easy. It was never going to be easy, this was Jin you're talking about. He licks you again, his tongue going in and out of you again. His tongue swirling inside you as if he was trying to emboss his names on the inside of your walls. You pull at your intervened hands to no avail. He was in complete control of your body, he had your body in the palms of his hands.
The moment he feels your legs trying to close in on him, he shakes his head, raising his head only for a moment, looking at you, "No Y/n. Spread for me, spread."
You had no option but to fall your legs open. It felt sinful but your body was crying for more. Your body was shaking for more, your lips were calling for more. And his mouth, he was pulling you into him over and over again.
"Cum for me, baby, cum." And with that Jin circled your clit faster than before while his tongue resumed lapping onto your insides. He kept doing it, kept licking and sucking and circling until your head falls back and you scream cumming all over his mouth. He doesn't stop, instead he keeps drinking you, keeps swirling inside you until you're all spent out.
"Fuck, Y/n, tastes so sweet," you feel him smile. He raises his head to look at you collapsed into the pillow. He smirks proudly at your ruined state and he kisses your clit again.
You hiss at the contact, you're sensitive. But he keeps kissing, his tongues softly flickering your nub and sucking gently.
"Jin, please, I'm sensitive," you moan. He still doesn't stop, he sucks at your clit again but you were able to stop him this time. You pulled his head away harshly.
He finally understands and climbs back over on top of you. When he comes just across your face, he cups your face with one hand and smiles at you.
"You're so beautiful."
You keep looking at him and you realize in that moment why you never loved anyone after him.
You still only wanted him. Just him and nobody else.
He pushes your messy hair off your forehead and behind your ear before he kisses your forehead, "think you can give me one more?"
You gulped. How was he so gentle and seductive at the same time?
You nod. He smiles at you before he leans down and kisses you again.
This time your hand trail down his chest towards the waistband of his jeans. When you palm him through his jeans, he moans pathetically.
He wanted you all the same.
"Fuck Y/n," he hisses as you keep palming him more.
When you undo his button his head falls to the crook of your neck, taking your earlobe into his mouth, making you moan.
You push his jeans down, pulling his underwear with it and he helps you take it off. You finally feel him naked against your body. The way his hard length lay atop your stomach.
You reach his length again, this time without anything obstructing you and you fist it in your palm. Your hand moves up and down his length, momentarily swiping precum against his head. This makes his kisses along your neck messy. He pulls away your neck and stubbornly forces his moans into your mouth. With every moan he chokes on in your mouth as if you owned him, you moved your hand faster. Every once in a while you kept swiping your fingers at the head making him lose his composure making all his kisses teethy.
When he finally felt that he couldn't take it anymore he pulled your hand away from his dick and pinned it against your head.
"I can't wait anymore. Need you. Need to feel you around me." He breathes and you nod.
You pull apart for a moment reaching your nightstand drawer and pulling out a condom from it.
"Haven't been on pills." He smiles shyly kissing your cheek taking it from your hands, pulling the wrapping open and covering his dick with the condom.
After putting it on he grabs his length with one hand and taps it over your clit making you moan. He loves the moan that slips out of you so he keeps doing that. In between he swipes it across your slicked opening, all wet and waiting for him but he doesn't push in yet. Your moans keep getting louder and louder as he keeps doing it but when you feel him twitch against you, he finally pushes it across your opening.
"Ready?" He asks and you nod. You needed him more than ever now.
He finally pushes his length past your opening, stretching you out slowly.
"Fuck, so tight,- shit! you're- feel so good."
You bite your lips, your breath stopping. Fuck, he was big. You had forgotten how his dick had felt inside you.
"Breath for me," he reminds you, his other hand reaching down and circling your clit, stimulating more pleasure. It makes the stretch a little easier but nonetheless he was big and Jin seemed to want it all inside you.
Once he's finally fully inside you he moans at the feeling of you around him, curses falling off his constantly, appreciating how you're taking him so well. When he moves to adjust, you stifle a cry, the pain was new but pleasurable. He gives you more time to adjust, kissing you, reminding you to keep breathing. When you finally felt like you needed more, you moved slowly.
"Fuck, warn me before you do that," he hisses, holding your waist against the bed with one hand. You can see his face, all scrunched up, all fucked out. He was a mess for you, you couldn't say you weren't the same. When you try to move again, he kissed you harshly and this time he doesn't wait to pull back and thrust into you hardly.
He eats out your loud moans as he does that a couple more times. He wasn't fast but every thrust he put into you was hard, deep and slow which made it worse because with every thrust he was touching parts of you that you've waited so long to be touched. Parts that only he had ever touched.
Your legs lock behind him trying to pull him closer to your body and Jin finally takes your actions into consideration and starts moving faster.
"Shit- baby, you're clenching- squeezing me-" he moans, his body rocking into you.
"Jin- baby- fuck- so good" the words had barely slipped out of your lips when Jin's pace faltered.
"Call me that again?" He moans into your ears. Your free hand trails up his back, into his hair.
"baby.."
Was it a trigger? It felt like it because after hearing you call him baby, Jin started fucking you into oblivion, his pace changing to hard and fast thrusts. He was fucking you like he meant it, fulfilling his promise of showing you exactly just how much he missed you, how much he has missed you wrapped around him. Your name falling off his lips in between the moans.
Your curses changed into screams as he started hitting that sweet spot, abusing it over and over again. He knew exactly what he was doing. He knew exactly how to drive you crazy, how to edge you over and over again, bringing you to tears.
"Fuck- I'm- i'm going to cum Jin,"
He shook his head, "not now, not-" thrusts, "not so soon." But you couldn't take it anymore, you really couldn't and you tell him that.
"Just a little more,- just- fuck- just a little more." And with that he leans back, sitting on his knees and changes your position, he takes your waist in his hands, raising you off the bed and fucked you again, and again, and again until you were crumbling, collapsing in pleasure.
Your body was shaking, your thighs hurting, your hands were trying to grab onto anything, the sheets, the pillow, his hands but none of it stopped him from rocking into you hard enough to make your bed creak. It felt like he was marking you as his own, reminding him that nobody has ever made this way, that nobody ever gets to make you feel this way.
"Fuck, Jin-please." You whimpered clenching around him involuntarily. It felt like he was never going to stop, it didn't feel like he wanted to stop at all and that thought alone made you clench harder against him.
His pace falters, he twitches inside you and you clench again.
He falls on top of you again, his lips smashing over your lips briefly then his head falls back as you keep clenching again. This was by far the loudest he had moaned, no he was whining, whimpering with you.
"Fuc- Y/n, you're going to make me cum-"
"Cum with me, baby, cum with me."
And he loses it, he really loses it. It doesn't take long before you reach your climax. He keeps fucking you as you cum around him, his orgasm following into you soon after.
Tired, ruined, wrecked, you feel Jin's body collapse on top of you. You both try to regain your breath and it takes a couple of minutes before you're able to be normal.
"Y/n, this was-"
"everything you've missed?" you tease lightly, your brain no longer foggy.
You feel him smile against your neck. He lifts his head and smiles at you before leaning down to press a soft kiss, "Everything I've missed."
He finally collapses next to you, tossing the condom in the trash. He covers you both with sheets and turned sideways to look at you.
You were far too tired for anything but even in this ruined state, he looked like gorgeous.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" You finally ask.
His hands pulls you close and he intertwines your fingers with his, "Just missed you. Trying to memorize your face."
You blush.
"I've missed you." You finally confess. Something passes behind his eyes, it wasn't pain, it was the comfort after pain.
"Did you really think I didn't care about you? That I forgot about that night?" He sincerely asked.
You nodded, "It didn't feel like you cared. It feels weird to admit it now but I waited for you to contact me. Thought about it for so long."
He was looking at you innocently, nothing compared to the lust from a couple of minutes before, "You didn't seem to feel the same, that's why I didn't. I was a mess after you, thinking about how badly I messed up with you, what I had lost since you've been gone but I didn't know how to tell you that. And I felt like an asshole after talking to you that night, thought I was forcing myself onto you so I didn't. I didn't want to repeat any mistakes this time."
"But you said you wanted to be with me?" He was now playing with your fingers.
"I wanted to, I still want to but I want to prove to you that I'm worth it this time. I actually want to be the man that you'd want."
Hearing his words, the commitment behind it, you lean forward pressing a kiss to his lips, "You've always been the man I want to be with Jin."
He smiled. His hands leave yours and caress your face, running his thumb along your cheek, "If you're going to be with me this time, there's no breaking up. Its going to be you and me, always, do you think you want that?"
"Do you want that?"
"I want that, Y/n. I want you."
"Let's start anew."
And everything else seemed to fade into the background. In that moment nothing else mattered, not your past, nor his mistakes, just you and him. Together. Again.
A/n: certain edits will be under way. Thankyou for reading so far, much love <3
He's the kind of husband who'd always be there by your side. Now when he took the vows and promised to be by your side it didn't mean that he'd be battling you to get in the shower with you when you're trying to close the door.
"Jin, please, I'll be late." You cried as you tried to push the door close but Jin's amazing strength was holding the door open.
"But honey, we promised to always be by each other's side." He was laughing. He knew exactly what he was doing.
"Baby pleasee- I promise I'll make it upto you tonight but please let me shower quickly-"
"No honey, you should have known better".Now you were laughing and because you laughed you grip on the door loosened allowing Jin to enter the bathroom.
"Ha-ha-" he closed the door, "forever together, baby" he smirked walking closer to you as you took your steps back.
You sighed, "I'll just text them I'm going to be late." And Jin? He had the biggest grin on his face. Too bad you loved him dearly.
Jokes aside though, Jin is the kind of husband who'd almost always drop you off to work, pick you up from work or if you were just out meeting your friends. Of course, he'd try to play it cool by saying that everyone should know how handsome your husband was.
But the truth is, he's just worried about you. He loves you so much and cares for you so much that he's always worried if something were to happen to you and what would he do if he wasn't there. So he just makes sure he's there as much as he can, there to drop and pick you off, there to annoy you as much as he can.
Jin is the cutest husband though. He gets confused very easily.
You once caught hold of him rearranging your make up drawer when you didn't even ask him to but you left in such frenzy that you barely had time to keep things inside. He was watching you get ready very carefully then, as if he was amazed but after you had left, he decided to organize your stuff.
When you returned two hours later, Jin was still sitting there looking at your stuff with such a cute pout and furrowed eyebrows that you had to take his picture to keep it in your memory. You held your laugh together because he hadn't noticed you walking in but the way he was murmuring to himself, and scratching his head every single time he thought he had already kept that liner inside.
The thing is though he was very persistent, you knew he wanted to just cry but he didn't. You took pity on him and closed your arms from behind him startling him.
"Hi hubby, what you doing?"
He relieves an exasperated breath and smiles at you, "I wanted to organize your stuff but..." He looked at you with a look of desperate help.
You laughed kissing his right cheek, "You didn't have to."
"I wanted to but I'm so confused. Why does this liner keep reproducing itself. I swear I just kept it inside but it's like it has legs and keeps crawling back outside." He whined.
You laughed unwrapping your arms and took the liner from his hands, "I have 5 of these."
"Ahhh" he finally said.
You looked at him in wonder and finally said, "I think I have the best husband in the world."
It was a reward to him and he instantly grinned like a happy puppy before he insisted on finishing organizing your drawer. It was perhaps one of the cutest moments.
He's the kind of husband to have everything as a matching set. I mean everything. Matching cups, matching chairs, matching controllers, matching watches, matching rings, matching clothes, matching glasses even 😭
After a year of marriage due to your intensive screentime you were recommended to wear prescription glasses. When Jin found out about it he was over the moon about it and it confused you only to realize he got custom made matching prescription glasses for the two of you. You had no choice but to wear them.
When Namjoon saw the two of you wearing the same glasses, he said "You guys look like twins."
That comment made Jin very happy, you? Not so much, you were convinced Harry Potter glasses did not suit you but damn his stupidly handsome face, everything suited him while you looked like a raccoon.
You guys worked out together a lot as well. The only problem is, Jin liked running and you liked Yoga. So, when you're asking him to do a particular pose that has him stretching out his legs and you're pushing his back, he's going to whine a lot.
"Honey, I'm a man, not a fish."
And if you laughed and pushed him a little more, he'll scream, "TORTURE. SHE'S HURTING ME. SOMEBODY HEL-"
You'd have to cover his mouth up, tripping laughing on your own feet. The workout pretty much remained incomplete because Jin would make you laugh so much that your stomach would hurt and you'd be left incapable of doing it any further.
Here's a funny one though, you had a massive celebrity crush on Cha Eun-Woo. The amount of times you've actually visibly gasped at how good he looked offended Jin extremely.
"I'm much better looking than him."
"Baby, it's not a comparison. He's just good looking, that's it. You're a different type of good looking."
"You're making it sound like we're different types of dog breeds."
You stifled a laugh. "See, that's exactly what you're doing."
He stomped his feet and walked to the bedroom making you run after him, "Come on, Jin you know you're my only handsome man." You ran laughing.
Safe to say it took a lot of convincing.
All in all your married life with Jin was fun. It was like being married to your best friend and you couldn't have asked for better.
A/n: I'm genuinely overwhelmed by the support so far. I wasn't expecting people to really read my stuff but I'm so happy you guys liked it. I swear I have more ideas to write that are more than just fluff but I'll write them as soon as I can. Thank you so much for reading, I hope you enjoyed it.
Ps. If I make any mistakes, I'm sorry about it. Sometimes they just slip. I'll fix them soon
Pairing: Husband!Jin x Content_Creator!Reader
Genre & Warnings: Established relationship, Domestic Fluff, Jin pouting-sulking-whining for attention, fun and teasing, smut-ish touch, suggestive smut at the end
Rating: 18+ | Minors DNI
Word Count: ~1.4k
Inspiration: JK's last Live
A/n: The amount of things this man makes my single ass feel is the only proof I have left that I'm still attracted to men. 💀 lol. This little drabble was inspired by JK's last live, where he had me completely losing my mind, and my sanity off-course. Enjoy!
[MASTERLIST]
The ring light casted a gentle glow over your bedroom as you sat cross-legged on the bed, camera focused on your smiling face.
You were not live, just recording a storytime video for your channel.
“So a lot of you have been asking in the comments about the brand collab video I posted a few days ago,” you said, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. “The one with the espresso coffee? Okay, so the behind-the-scenes was actually chaotic. First of all...”
You continued with the story for few minutes until the door creaked open.
You paused mid-sentence, heart doing that familiar little flip it always did when Seokjin came home.
He looked exhausted, hair slightly messy, black shirt rumpled, sleeves pushed up his forearms, but still unfairly handsome.
He kicked off his shoes without a word, crawled onto the bed, and flopped down beside you... head resting near your lap, one arm draped lazily across the pillow, chin propped up slightly as he stared up at you with those warm, tired eyes.
“Hi, baby,” you whispered, smiling down at him.
He didn’t answer right away. Just let out a long, dramatic sigh and nuzzled closer, his cheek brushing your thigh.
You tried to keep filming, but your focus was already wavering. “Jinnie, I’m almost done. Just five more minutes?”
He pouted.
Full, glossy lower lip pushed out, eyebrows drawn together in the world’s most devastating sulk. “Five minutes feels like five hours when I’ve been counting down to this exact moment since lunch.”
You bit your lip to keep from laughing. “You’re so dramatic.”
“And you’re so mean,” he whined softly, voice muffled against the fabric of your shirt. His fingers traced lazy circles on your knee.
“I came straight home. Skipped the team dinner. Ignored three calls from my manager. All because I wanted to bury my face in my wife’s neck and sleep for ten years.”
Your stomach fluttered.
You kept one hand on the camera, trying to salvage the storytime. “Just let me finish this story real quick—”
Seokjin shifted, rolling onto his side so his broad chest pressed against your leg. He looked up at you through his lashes, pouting harder. “You love your subscribers more than me. I see how it is.”
“Jin.”
“Come here, Baby.” His voice dropped into that low, teasing register that always melted you. “I’m dying here. Starving for cuddles. Look at me. I’m practically withering away.”
You snorted. “You’re literally the most beautiful man alive right now and you know it.”
He grinned for half a second before the pout returned, even stronger.
“Then why won’t you hold your beautiful husband? Hm?” His hand slid higher under the hem of your shirt, tracing slow circles just below your breast, thumb deliberately brushing the soft skin where your waist meets your ribs.
He was testing you, seeing how long you could keep talking while he was clearly trying to distract you. “I’ve been good. I deserve rewards.”
The suggestive little touch sent warmth rushing through you.
His thumb brushed slow, deliberate circles against your side, and you had to fight the urge to shiver. “Jin, I’m recording... I will have to retake if you keep going...”
“Record me complaining then,” he mumbled, pressing a soft, lingering kiss to your thigh.
He pressed another slow, open-mouthed kiss to your inner thigh, tongue flicking out just enough to make your breath hitch.
His lips moved higher, dangerously close to the hem of your shorts, hot breath fanning over your skin. “Tell them how cruel you are. ‘My husband came home tired and I made him wait.’ They’ll cancel you for me. I’ll be trending.”
You laughed despite yourself, the camera shaking in your grip. The footage was completely ruined now—your cheeks were flushed, your voice breathy, and Seokjin was making it worse by nuzzling closer, lips brushing higher.
“Ugh, fine. This is useless anyway.” You clicked the camera off, set it on the nightstand, and turned fully toward him. He immediately brightened, arms opening wide like a needy koala.
You slid down into his embrace.
His arms wrapped around you, but one hand immediately slid down to grip your ass, squeezing firmly as he pulled you flush against him.
He let out the happiest little hum, burying his face in the crook of your neck and inhaling deeply. “There she is. My wife. Finally.”
You could already feel him half-hard against your thigh.
“Fuck, I missed this,” he groaned, grinding slowly once against you.
“Rough day?” you asked softly, threading your fingers through his dark hair.
He nodded against your skin, lips brushing your pulse point. “The worst. Client meeting that was supposed to be thirty minutes turned into three hours. They kept circling back to the same pointless slides. I fake-smiled so much now my face hurts.”
He pressed a slow, wet kiss just below your ear, then another, sucking gently until you felt the faint bloom of a hickey. “And all I could think about was coming home to you.”
You melted, tilting your head to give him better access.
His hand roamed your back, slipping under your shirt again, palming your breast and rolling your nipple between his fingers as he left a trail of open-mouthed kisses down your neck.
“Mhmmm... Jinnie…” you breathed, half-warning, half-plea.
“Mmm?” He nipped at your collarbone, soothing it immediately with his tongue. The touch was lazy and possessive, full of tired affection. “Missed you so much. Wanted this exact thing. You in my arms. Smelling like home.”
You cupped his face, pulling him back just enough to look at him. His eyes were heavy-lidded, lips slightly swollen from kissing you. “Did you eat anything?”
He shook his head, pouting again. “No time. Rushed straight here as soon as meeting ended like a lovesick fool.”
“I’ll cook something quick...”
“No.” His arms tightened around you instantly, pulling you flush against his chest. One leg hooked over yours, effectively trapping you in the coziest cage imaginable.
“I’m not that hungry. Not for food, anyway.” He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively, then ruined it by yawning adorably.
You giggled, kissing the tip of his nose. “You need to eat, baby.”
“Later,” he murmured, voice turning husky as he rolled you both so you were half beneath him, his weight warm and comforting.
“I’ll order takeout in a few minutes. Thai? Pizza? Or that fried chicken you like? Whatever. But right now?” He dipped his head, capturing your lips in a slow, deep kiss that tasted like longing and exhaustion and love.
When he pulled back, his forehead rested against yours. “Right now I just need you. Your cuddles. Your voice. Your hands in my hair. Let me stay like this until the food arrives. Please, my pretty wife?”
How could you possibly say no to that?
You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him down so his head rested on your chest. “Okay. But only because you’re cute when you whine.”
“I’m always cute,” he mumbled happily, already sounding half-asleep.
His fingers slipped under your shirt again, tracing idle patterns on your lower back, roaming around waist, promising more once he wasn’t running on fumes. “Tell me about your day while I recharge on you. Did the storytime go well before I ruined it?”
“You ruined it in the best way,” you laughed softly, scratching his scalp the way he loved. “I was telling them about the espresso brand collab incident.”
He hummed, pressing another wet kiss to the swell of your breast over your shirt. “Tell me instead. I’m a better audience. I give kisses as reward.”
You spent the next ten minutes recounting your day while Seokjin alternated between sleepy cuddles and teasing little nips along your neck and jaw, occasinally along the swell of your breasts.
Every time you tried to wiggle free to grab your phone and order food, he whined and tightened his hold.
“Five more minutes,” he’d murmur, echoing your earlier words with a mischievous grin. “Just five more minutes of this. Need you... Your skin. Your little sounds. Let me stay between your legs for a while, yeah?”
You melted under him, cheeks warm but still teased, “You need to eat actual food, baby.”
Seokjin gave you that devastating pout again.
“I’d rather eat you,” he whispered, nipping at your bottom lip. “I’m so fucking tired… but I still want to bury my tongue inside you until you’re shaking on my face. Then I’ll feed us. Deal?”
His fingers played with the waistband of your shorts, dipping lower teasingly, brushing over your panties as he waited for your answer.
You would have never believed it otherwise but Jin is the clingiest especially in the morning.
There's just something about mornings and sunshine that make him that way. He actually needs to cling to you for 30-45 mins on average in the morning before he even thinks of starting his day.
And if you by chance try to move away or tell him that he's being too clingy, it's over for you. He'll bring out a whole ass PPT to explain to you why his morning cuddles are essential to his existence 😭
He has a thing for nuzzling his face in the crook of your neck while laying on top of you as soon as he wakes up. Does it crush you under his world wide shoulders? Yes. Are you complaining? No. It's his favourite thing ever and so is it yours.
On the lines of waking up, he loves when his head is nuzzled into your neck and you stroke the back of his hair. He'll smile softly into your neck, giggle even making you squirmy? But if he loves it then who are you to complain.
Jin is a waist holder. Always!! Anytime! Just him and your waist.
You don't understand it but anytime you'd be in the kitchen, or in the garden or in the living room, he'll come up behind you, slide his hands under your shirt and hold you there close to him muttering sweet nothings in your ear (Ugh 😩)
Has a thing for peppering you with wet kisses deliberately when you're about to go out.
"Ahhh, Jin I'm about to go out" you'll cry
"Exactly, you should remember there's a man waiting for you at home" and he'll pepper more kisses along your jaw and neck making you forget momentarily that you're about to go out. (You'd definitely have to reapply your lipstick).
About kisses, he loves spiderman kisses. He just does. Needs no explanation.
If you're battling over who loves the other more and you say "I love you 3000", he's carrying you to the bedroom. He can't explain how much he loves you and your Iron man references in words so he gotta employ other ways 😏
He actually loves it when you play with his hair. It's the softest thing you've ever touched on the planet so why wouldn't you make do his hair every opportunity you get.
He obviously goes all Rapper jin about it but then he clicks thousands of pictures of his hairstyle, annoyingly sending multiple to everyone that once Jk had to actually call you and ask you to take Jin's phone away.
And your favourite thing ever? He doesn't undo his hair for the whole day until you practically forcefully sit him down and open his hair up before going to bed.
"but it was looking good"
"Yes my love, but I don't want your hair stylists to kill me"
Bed time routine? That's his area. He's gonna pamper you with all the skin care he can, telling you about why it's good for your skin. You'd never even have to lift a finger. It's the most intimate, cute thing ever.
A/n: There are definitely going to be more of these
Maybe because it's been 4 years since I've written fanfictions but I have so many ideas piling up in my head. I literally woke up to one. I can't with myself 😭
Summary: Jin finally comes back from the tour but you feel something has changed..
Pairing: Jin× fem!reader; established relationships
Tags: hurt/comfort but pure fluff, lil suggestive at the end
WC- 2.6k
You were just about to fall asleep when your phone rang loudly so you had to pick it up wondering who was calling you so late at night.
"Hello?" Your voice cracked a little.
"Hi, Babe, am I late? I tried to call as soon as I could?" You immediately knew the soft voice that you'd been missing all day.
Jin has been away on tour and he was going to come back in a few days but with him being away you constantly missed him, not in a desperate way but in sweet little ways like if you walked past a bouquet shop or when you walked past your favourite bakery and all your memories with Jin would come flooding in.
You guys had a stable relationship, of course you guys had your fair share of misunderstandings and fights but nothing ever too serious. Never one too demanding, never one not understanding so when Jin had to leave for tour you were incredibly happy that he gets to be with the members and you knew how much he actually loved being on tours with seeing armies all around the world except the problem of missing each other a lot. So, to make up for your distance you guys would always make it obvious how much you missed each other by texting and calling each other randomly during the day or sharing random food pictures (more him than you). So, just like that, he called you at 2 am only this call had a purpose.
"Jin? Wasn't it a concert night?" You asked immediately sitting upright to talk to him properly since you had not been able to the whole day.
"It was but I ran to the car as soon as I could. How could I not wish you good luck for tomorrow before you went to bed?"
This is the Jin you've always been in love with. The one who always remembered all the little details.
Your heart fluttered when you realized he remembered your important project meeting in morning but you hadn't expected him to call you as soon as he was free.
"Jinie, you didn't have to," You replied just as affectionately.
"Are you kidding? My girl has such a big day ahead, how could I not!" He chuckled lightly on the other end.
"But Jin-"
He clicked his tongue, "No more. I'll let you sleep since it's late but you're going to ace your meeting, I believe in you okay. I'll see you soon. I lo-"
"Wait. Talk to me," you immediately interjected.
"Are you sure? Shouldn't you sleep?"
"Shouldn't you rest?" You countered. In a defeat Jin surrendered making you chuckle.
And you both ended up being on the call for nearly an hour before you forced him to stop talking unless he wanted to lose his voice. With sweet adorations you went to bed dreaming of the day when Jin finally comes back home.
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You practically ran up the stairs of Jin's home to meet him since his tour was over but you only entered a light out. Of course he had fallen asleep, it was past midnight after all.
You had been waiting desperately for the day when Jin finally came back and all the things that you'd do with him. You knew he wouldn't want anything glamorous, just the two of you alone at last at home where you would run into each other's arms, stay like that for a while, play games together, order takeout from your favourite place and have your own candle light dinner then go to bed cuddling with each other but unfortunately, universe had cursed you with the worst possible day in your history of working or so you felt.
It was in the morning when you were just about to prepare lunch for Jin that you got an urgent call from your office calling you in immediately and you went with no other option but hoping to be back in time before Jin arrived but little did you know that your boss would hold you up for the entire day. So, now here you were, entering a dark bedroom with Jin's sleeping figure in the bed.
Your heart immediately shattered as you sat down besides the bed on the ground to look at him.
"Hi, Baby," you whispered but you heard no response or just maybe a sigh if you were being hopeful.
You brushed his hair from his face, stroking his face very lightly so as not to disturb his sleep but your guilt set in heavily because even though you had told him that you'd be late, you didn't expect that you'd be so late that you'll miss each other completely.
You sat there for a while with your guilt until you decided that you weren't going to let your horrible work day from ruining the fact that the love of your life was back home. And so, you planned on calling in the sick the next two days just so that you could be with him. Was it the wisest decision? No, but did you miss being with him, very much.
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Maybe you were wrong or maybe you had done something wrong but this isn't the welcome home you planned. You had taken your two days off just like you had planned but the morning after Jin came back he spent most of his day gaming since he missed his PC so much and sleeping at odd hours. You understood his jet-lag, he woke up when you were asleep so when you'd wake up he would gaming and you wouldn't want to disturb him but then when you would be free in the evening Jin would fall asleep and you were starting to feel worried? You guys talked, of course you did but you knew Jin had struggled with jet lag a lot on this tour and you were never one to intervene when he liked to play his games but you were worried because you guys hardly shared any meals together since he came back, or cuddled together for that matter or did anything together actually and you would be lying if you said you didn't feel insecure about the whole thing even though you were always secure in your relationship but you started thinking that maybe, just maybe you guys had grown indifferent or detached, maybe he had grown apart, if that made any sense but it didn't. All you knew was that you missed him even though he was right there, you just couldn't reach him just yet.
Caught up with the thoughts in your head you weren't able to fall asleep and it was 3 in the morning. You could not stop overthinking even if you tried and you knew all you needed was just to talk to Jin but talk to him about what exactly? There were no issues, right?
In defeat you got up from the bed and went to the kitchen to get some water.
As you stared out of the window thinking about everything while drinking water you could feel yourself choke up with your tear. What was there to cry for? You missed Jin but he was right there, wasn't he?
You ultimately went to the couch staring blankly at the window hoping for sleep to come but it didn't. You had just closed your eyes trying to stop your brain from overthinking loudly when you heard light footsteps and you saw Jin rubbing his eyes entering the living room.
"Y/n" his voice hoarse reaching you, "what are you doing here?"
"Couldn't sleep," you shrugged. He nodded.
"Do you need some water? I was about to get some," he asked sweetly and you shook your head and you couldn't explain why but tears threatened to spill your eyes as Jin touched your shoulder before going into the kitchen.
"Were you sleeping well?" You asked, your voice cracking.
He nodded coming to sit beside you,"tell me what happened?"
You frowned, "what do you mean?"
He kept his glass of water on the table and took your hands in his, "you rarely have trouble falling asleep and since you're up at this ungodly hour there must be something that's bothering you. Is it your work? Is it family?"
You paused, physically paused. What did you ever do to be blessed with a man like him. You took your hand away from his, choking up on your emotions but you didn't want him to know nor see you cry over something that was probably just in your head.
You shook your head, "Nothing. Just one of those days," you tried forcing a smile.
Jin looked at you puzzled, bringing his hand to tuck a strand of your hair behind your head and you lost it. You immediately closed your eyes breathing shakily because you knew if you looked at him long enough you'll end up crying.
"Jagiya, what's wrong?" He asked scooting closer to you.
You let out another shaky breath trying to refuse your tears from spilling but one slipped anyway and before you could even turn away from him, he noticed it.
"Love, look at me," his voice was laced with such affection that you couldn't resist it anymore. You watched him gaze at you with such worry and fondness that you pulled your face in the palm of your hand and let your tears spill.
Jin immediately shifted close enough to hug you and stroke your back which made it worse but now you knew you had to let it out, if you didn't, you wouldn't know what would happen.
"Y/n, talk to me," he spoke softly.
After a while you finally calmed yourself down and looked up at him wiping your tears with the corner of your shirt and finally said, "It's stupid."
"then talk stupid but talk to me," Jin replied.
You took a pause, evening your breath before taking his hands in your own and finally started,
"It's so stupid, but I miss you even though you're right here."
"I've missed you since you've been back from the tour but I don't know what to do about it. How can I miss someone who's there in front of me? But I do. Lately I just feel that you and I haven't talked, spent time together and I know it's my fault, I've been too caught up with work and I know you're mad at me for not being there the day you came back home but Jin, I miss you, I really do, I miss talking to you, laughing with you and now I just feel like that maybe there's this space that I don't know how to fix."
Jin looked at you for a moment before he stroked your face lovingly, "Babe, I've been jet lagged-"
"I'm not blaming you. Oh god, no, I know it's my fault-"
"Will you let me?" He interjected raising his eyebrows. You looked at him for a moment before you nodded.
"I will not lie and tell you that I'm not jet-lagged, I am. My whole sleep schedule is messed up and you know it but I also would not lie to you when I say I've been missing you too," He smiled at you and in that moment the relief that washed over you was indescribable.
"You have?"
He nodded, "I've missed you so much that I play games just to stop myself from thinking about you all the time."
"but you could have just talked to me whenever I was around."
"Yes, I could have but allow me to say I was being a little petty," he pouted and made such an apologetic face that you couldn't help but chuckle.
"I was being petty at first because the one person I wanted to come back home to the most was busy but then I hated myself more when I realised that I'm being petty about you going to work which is so stupid because I know how much you love your job and every time you'd be around that's all that I could think, me and my pettiness. I wanted to come back home to you and I still do, I always do but I was a little mad and upset to know you wouldn't be home that day but I made my peace with it but when I watched you take the day off just to be with me, I thought that maybe I come with an alternate option, that you'd always have to take your day off from the work you love doing just to be with me. Does that make sense? And it's only because of this that maybe I've been avoidant but I didn't realise it must have been affecting you as well. I'm so sorry love, I never meant for that to happen-"
You immediately shut him up with a finger on his lip, "don't you apologise for something that makes so much more sense than my stupid reason," you smiled, making him smile.
"Jin, you're not an alternate option. You're the only option, always. I don't know what made you think otherwise but it's always you. There are just times when I have to do what I have to do."
He sighed taking your hand in his own rubbing circles with his thumb,"why couldn't we have just told each other that we missed each other?"
You shook your head, chuckling at your own stupidity.
He looked in your eyes so fondly before leaning forward at an appropriate distance to ask, "Can I kiss you, my love?"
You blushed at his sensualness and nodded.
He smiled before leaning forward and kissing you with such love that you thought you could combust, worse, melt into the couch had your hand not been holding Jin's collar. He hummed sweetly into the kiss as if asking you to deepen the kiss.
And you lightly pull on his collar dragging him closer to you and his hand that was resting in your cheek finally traces your jawline before reaching into your hair pulling you closer to him deeping the kiss with such a moan that you couldn't help it. His plump lips grazed softly along your lips but his hand in your hair commanded your movement.
His lips leave yours only for a moment before he attacks you with another anticipated kiss and this time he grazes his other hand down your back and pulls you close enough to his body to straddle him. You carefully sit on top of him as if scared to take it further but Jin pushes your body further into him making you gasp. Taking it as an opportunity he slips his tongue past your lip and immediately after tugging at your lower lip.
You didn't realise when things got too heated until you separated taking a moment to breathe with your head resting on his forehead.
His face had the most delicious smile on his face as he opens his eyes and looks at you and your swollen lips.
You knowingly smile at him, and finally say "Welcome back my love. I missed you."
His hand strokes gently down your back settling on your ass pulling you closer if it was even possible anymore tugging a small smirk at his lips, "I missed you too, Baby."
And with that he kissed your lips once more and you knew in the way that he moaned that the night was going to be a long one.
A/n: In the honour of Jinkook's recent live that has me overflowing with emotions and Jin's recent jet-lag revelation inspired this. I have tried my best to write in the most natural form (didn't want y/n to be typical), I'm absolutely unsure how people might take it but I hope you liked it. <3
Due to there not being enough Seok Jin fics to read (or maybe I've read a lot in the last few days 😂) I've decided that I'll allow my delusions to finally take into writing. So, for now since Jin is my muse so I'll write Jin based fics.
Q/A:
How often are the updates?
Pretty inconsistent but you'll find an update every once in a while.
Will I write about other members?
If the inspiration strikes me I will definitely write for other members as well.
What are the Writing Exclusions?
- Fictional AU's (Alternate Universes) (unfortunately I'm not imaginative enough to create other worldly scenarios)
- Other world scenarios
- Non consensual stuff
- Member x member scenarios
IF THERE'S SMUT, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!
Apologies if there are any typos, missing words every once in a while, I'll work on them.
Fics are purely fictional, nothing absurd or strange i might write has anything to do with reality.
