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1 of 7 Fics from imaginethisbts’s Cozy Christmas with BTS
Rated: M
Warning: Slight smut, dirty Santa Clause innuendos, excessive use of ‘WTF’. Just fucking crack y’all.
Summary: So you and your husband each have your favorite kinks when it comes to the bedroom, like most normal couples do. You like it rough, and Seokjin happens to like role-playing. But he purposes the strangest role-play of all so far.... Santa and Mrs. Clause. And for some reason, you couldn’t find it in your heart to tell him no. What’s wrong with you?
Note: yall i just wanna say i laughed 87.6% of the time while writing this.... but it’s still like legit and serious i promise!!! anyways welcome to my 7 days of christmas with bts!!! i’ll be posting a new christmas related fic everyday up to christmas day, one with each member! SURPRISE!!!! so without further ado, plz enjoy because i had a ball creating this piece of something
Words: 6k
(cross-posted to AO3)
The Christmas section of triple S (Shop, Spend, Save) was a mess by now, with just a little over a week left before Christmas. Most of the good stuff was gone, but you still found some cute little gems to add to your decoration collection at the house. You found buried under some other stuff a Christmas Alpaca stuffed animal, that had a santa hat on and it was holding a plush heart that said “I Love You, Merry Christmas” on it. You were the most excited about finding that because Seokjin loved alpacas, and you may or may not be on his list of ‘payback victims’ over the stunt you pulled on him the other day so you were hoping this cute little alpaca would save your ass and get you back on his good side.
Speaking of your husband, your phone pinged in your purse and you pulled it out to see a new text message from Seokjin. Well, it was a text and a picture, so you took a quick look around you to make sure there was no one who could see your phone screen before you clicked to open the message.
It’s not like you were expecting an explicit picture or anything, but you’ve learned your lesson by just opening up a picture text from your husband with your phone out in the open and giving your friends that were around you a good ole view of his erect dick. So, now you’ve learned to be a little bit more cautious.
Your jaw dropped open and the biggest smile of disbelief spread across your face at the sight of Seokjin in the most risque Santa Clause costume you have ever seen before in your entire life.
A pair of red shorts with white trim around the bottom of the leg holes, black belt, red suspenders stretched up and over his broad shoulders, a Santa hat and... a fucking white scraggly beard.
After reading the text that went with it, you dropped the hand holding your phone to your side, looking up at the ceiling shaking your head like you couldn’t believe what you had just read.
“You wanna be my ho-ho-hoe tonight ?? ;))))” the text read.
So, it wasn’t a secret that you and Seokjin had a very… healthy and lively sex life. The amount of trust between the two of you served as a solid foundation for trying anything and everything in the bedroom (or living room, kitchen, car, you know… wherever really). And of course you both had your favorite thing when it came to sex. Like for example, you were a big fan of spanking, degradation and rough sex, which both of you loved to indulge in. That usually went along with a little S&M.
Seokjin’s favorite however, was roleplaying.
You didn’t have a problem with roleplaying per se, like playing the role of a naughty submissive secretary while Seokjin played the role of a dominant disciplinary boss, was easy. You put on some slutty office attire and he donned a nice button up with slacks, and the scene usually took place in Seokjin’s actual home office. It was easy, the roles and clothes totally uncomplicated.
But then he’d get deeper into his favorite kink, and come up with some pretty… interesting roleplaying ideas.
Like fucking Santa and Mrs. Clause. What the fuck?
You’ve dressed up as a lamb before while Seokjin dressed up as a wolf and you played the part of a poor little prey getting eaten (or roughly fucked) by the big, bad predator. But this? This? How the fuck were you supposed to fuck your husband with a big white beard on? Your grandfather had a big white beard!
After staring at the ceiling, asking God why, you finally typed back a response.
“Oh…. um… ((: sure… I’d love to ((()((:”
You could only imagine the Mrs. Clause costume he bought for you.
“Lord give me the strength,” you muttered to yourself as you tossed the alpaca stuffed animal in the basket and headed to the check out.
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How were you even supposed to sexually roleplay act like Mrs. Clause anyways?
“Oh Santa baby, you can come and put your milk all up in my cookies.” Wink wink.
Oh my God, NO.
How could that turn someone on? Your husband no less?
Why did you agree to this?
When you got home, you made sure to hurry and hide the alpaca before getting out all your new decorations and setting them out on the table to try and figure out where you were going to put them.
“Is that you babe?” You heard Seokjin call from what you assumed was your bedroom, and you shouted back your response, going through the cute new cookie platters you bought to make your friends some cookies.
After a moment, you heard his footsteps as he came down the hallway and into the dining room.
Please be in regular clothes, please be in regular clothes, you prayed to the Lord above before you turned around to greet your husband.
Thankfully, Seokjin was in a pair of sweatpants and a tank top. Showcasing his broad shoulders and built upper arms. God, you almost wanted to lick your lips at the pleasant sight you would never ever get tired of seeing.
“Hey boo,” you greeted him, reciprocating when he leaned in to give you a hello kiss.
He looked over the stuff on the table, face lighting up. “Ooh, what’d you get?”
“Just some cute little stuff I found at the store. I bought some new plates for the cookies I’m making this weekend,” you showed him, and then pointed out the biggest one that had a picture of Santa flying his sleigh through the night sky with all of his reindeer. “This one will be for the homies at your office.” You winked, and he dipped down to give you a kiss on the cheek. Which suddenly turned into his arms around your waist and his face pressed into the side of your neck.
“God, you’re so thoughtful and giving. It’s kinda sexy, you know that?” He spoke the words lowly in your ear, and you flushed at the sudden change of atmosphere. There was something about feeling his lips grazing and his hot breath tickling your ear that made a buzz of electricity shoot down your spin. “You know who else is thoughtful and giving?” He asked, pressing his crotch into your ass.
You gasped lightly, leaning your head back against his shoulder and fluttering your eyes closed. It always felt so good to be this close to him. “Mm, who?”
Seokjin chuckled deeply, his hands sliding down from your waist to grab hold of your hips, pulling you back against him more firmly. You felt the bulge of his dick pressing into you deliciously through the layers of your clothing and your mouth almost started watering. And then his lips grazed your ear once more as they parted and he replied….
“Santa Clause.”
Your body froze at the response and your eyes slid open in disbelief, not believing the words that just left your husband’s beautiful mouth. Did you hear that right? Did he really just…?
“Um, yeah, you’re right?” You replied hesitantly, biting your lip at a loss of what to say. “He’s totally giving, making sure all of the kids around the world have presents and…. stuff.”
Despite what you were going through and how your building arousal totally came crashing down after he uttered Jolly Ole St. Nicholas, Seokjin didn’t seem to see a problem as he bit your ear teasingly and then pulled back.
“God, I can’t wait for our scene tonight. What about you?” When you turned around he was grinning, an expectant look in his eyes, like he was totally awaiting you to reply with the same enthusiasm as he currently possessed.
What the hell? Why did he have to look so excited? Why did he have to be so into this?
“Y-Yeah, I am too.” You just couldn’t find it in you to crush his dreams, so you played along. Honestly, there are definitely worse things than role-playing as the OG Christmas couple, right? “Can I see my costume?”
He shook his head, smiling brightly and bopping you on the nose like a child. “Nope! You get to see it when you put it on tonight.”
Mouth popping open, you frowned slightly in confusion. “Wait, what? Really? But what if it doesn’t fit?”
A sly smirk appeared on his God awfully handsome face, like he knew something you didn’t. Which, he most likely did. “The tighter, the better.” And then he winked and walked into the kitchen to make himself a cup of tea, asking you if you wanted a cup when he got there.
Still a little in shock at the recent exchange of words, it took you a moment to give a response, agreeing to a cup as you took a seat at the table, going through the stuff you bought. Mind churning like butter.
What the fuck has your married life come to?
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The day went on like that, Seokjin slipping in little Santa innuendos whenever he could, apparently trying to build the anticipation for tonight. Which… maybe it was working for him, but it certainly was not working for you.
Eventually it came time to discuss and plan out the scene. Seokjin liked a more natural approach to roleplaying, always saying “do what you feel is right in the moment, embrace your character and do what you think they would do” but he still liked to plan the general setting.
For example, the scene tonight was supposed to be taking place in Santa’s workshop, after all of the elves had clocked out from work but there was still a chance that one of them could walk in on you two. You were supposed to be stopping by to check on him and making sure he was doing okay since he was was working late because of Christmas being so close. And apparently you were going to be rewarding him for working so hard and doing such a good job and oh God, why you?
Dinner was light, as it always was when you had a planned scene that night, and you may or may not have purposefully ate slower than usual to try and put off said scene for as long as you could get away with. But eventually Seokjin got too impatient and he jumped up from the table, eagerly proclaiming it bath time. You always took a bath together before a scene, to let your bodies relax from dinner and to completely loosen yourselves up with each other.
The bath seemed way too short, but you were sure that had everything to do with the impending scene upon you. And before too long after both of you were all clean and dry, Seokjin gave you one last kiss, handing you your costume in the bag and backing out of the bathroom with a wink to go and put his costume on and make sure the bedroom was ready. When everything was a go with him, he’d yell green and vice versa and then the scene would begin once you were both ready.
You dropped your head as soon as the door clicked closed and you sighed, trying to get yourself out of this funk and finding it in yourself to at least try and get into this somehow. For Seokjin’s sake.
With a new found determination to make this as enjoyable for Jin as possible, (Lord knows how many times he’s entertained you with your degradation and spanking kink, even though there was a tiny voice in the back of your head saying that totally does not compare to what’s happening tonight) you turned towards the faucet vanity, placing the costume bag on it and beginning to pull it out piece by piece.
There was only three words that your brain could muster as you stared at yourself in the mirror, clad in your costume, and they were What The Fuck.
So while Seokjin was wearing the Magic Mike version of Santa Clause, you were literally standing there wearing a legit, authentic looking Mrs. Clause costume with a grey curly wig and bonnet and glasses and fucking smock and literally fucking everything.
“I can refuse,” you muttered to yourself, shaking your head in disbelief. “I have the right as a human being to not follow through with this.” You were speaking nonsense obviously, this was your husband for crying out loud. If Seokjin knew you felt this way, he’d probably take both costumes, burn them, and apologize for making you feel uncomfortable.
So why? Why were you keeping this up?
“Green!” Seokjin shouted loudly and excitedly from inside of the bedroom, and you were brought to the very reason why you were going through with this. You’ve never seen him so hyped about a roleplay before, and you would feel like such an asshole if you crushed his high just because you were weirded out about by this.
“Do it for your husband, bitch.” You muttered encouragingly to yourself, nodding your head once in resolve. But before you shouted green, you made sure your costume was intact and the way it should be. It was a long red ankle-length dress with white ruffles around the edges and a white smock over it, along with your wig and bonnet and glasses. There was no cleavage to be seen or anything, and you wondered how the hell Seokjin was going to get hard from this - and if he did, you’d be a little concerned.
Okay, go time.
“Green!” You shouted back, and then took a deep breath, gathering all of your strength to try and get into character. God, this was almost creepy. Seokin’s going to be looking like a sexy young Santa and here you were looking like his fucking grandmother.
Remembering your opening line, you opened the bathroom door slowly and your jaw almost dropped at what Seokjin managed to do in the room in such little time. He strung a strand of Christmas lights over your headboard and sprinkled fake snow over the floor and bed, a small Christmas tree finding it’s way onto the nightstand. He must have had all this of ready to go in the closet or something for him to do really quick because wow.
But you couldn’t comment on anything, the scene was now in action and you were officially Mrs. Clause. Any compliments about the decorations would be out of character and therefore, mood ruining.
Seokjin was sitting at the end of the bed in his revealing Santa costume, looking down as he fiddled around or worked on a ‘toy’. He didn’t look up at your entrance, feigning intense concentration at his task at hand.
You had the first line, so you gulped the gathering saliva in your mouth and tried to prop yourself seductively against the door frame - seeming like an impossible feat in your costume. Honestly, what was Seokjin thinking when he bought this?
“Santa, baby,” your voice sounded a little forced and dry, but your tone was almost completely out of your control. “It’s late, you know? You’ve been in here an awfully long time.” Oh God, that sounded a little too monotone, but your husband didn’t look up at you with a confused frown, so you figured he didn’t notice it. “All of the little elves have gone home to their families, and I’ve been waiting on you to return to me.”
Seokjin still didn’t look up, pretending like he was hammering on the toy with an invisible hammer.
“You know it’s crunch time this close to the big day, honey.” And…. that’s all he said. Leaving you to have to put in more effort to get this scene to progress further.
Um, okay.
“But…” You tried to think of what the fuck to say, scratching at your wrist. The costume was so itchy from the ruffle material. “But I’m so lonely. The children aren’t the only ones who have needs this time of year, Dear.”
And suddenly Seokjin looked up at you for the first time, a dark little narrow to his eyes, and if you forgot that you were in the middle of a roleplay scene as the Clauses, you’d find the gaze utterly arousing. But, standing in that costume, you didn’t even think a completely nude Seokjin tugging at his cock could arouse you.
Okay, well, maybe it could. You weren’t that immune to his seduction, even in a grandma get-up.
He set the toy down beside him on the bed before slowly beckoning you over with a single finger, the gesture a little chilling since he hadn’t spoken a word and the look on his face was one of dark disapproval.
You were a little confused, not knowing which direction the scene was heading, but you pushed off the bathroom door frame and tried to saunter over to him seductively but you were pretty sure the way your legs were moving was completely unseeable because of your long skirt. So you relied on your hips, making sure to accentuate the natural sway to them.
Once you made it to your husband, you let out a surprised squeak when he grabbed ahold of your wrist and yanked you to sit on his lap. And then with a rough grip, he grabbed your jaw and jerked your head to look at him and you briefly felt your wig shift from the harsh treatment. It was normal in the bedroom for him to throw you around a bit, it was something you were in love with to be honest, but it was taking you by surprise in this setting. You didn’t exactly discuss this when you were planning the scene.
“Now, tell me. What need of yours is so important I should prioritize it over the children?” He asked with a raised eyebrow, and you almost scowled, wishing he wouldn’t bring up children while you’re roleplaying in the bedroom.
“I’ve just…. Been lonely?” You feigned a pout and then ran your finger down his bare chest. At least you could enjoy that. “I always miss you this time of year, Santa-”
“Do you want to know one of the major reasons a child ends up on the naughty list?” He asked, firm grip still on your jaw and the darkness in his eye holding on.
You gulped, shrugging. “What is it?”
Seokjin let out a cruel sounding chuckle. “Selfishness.”
“Oh.”
“Yeah, and you know how you’re sounding right now? Selfish.”
You refrained from raising an eyebrow, confused and trying so hard to get into this but finding it impossible with the fucking white beard Seokjin had on. God, it resembled your grandpa’s so much.
“But… how?” You asked innocently.
“How? You ask me how?” Seokjin muttered incredulously, his face morphing into one of utter disbelief and disgust and you were completely lost at this point, not knowing where the fuck this was going but trusting in your husband to lead. “You think your alone time with me is more important than all of the good children around the world? You’re selfish.”
You kind of just stared at Seokjin for a moment, blinking and trying very hard to keep the frown off of your face, and he was looking at you expectantly, face so serious and totally one hundred percent in his character.
“Um… I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to be so naughty,” you tried to steer the scene back into a more lighter, sensual one. “Should I be punished, Santa baby?”
Leaning back a bit, Seokjin seemed to be thinking, trying to make up his mind as he pet his white fucking beard in thought.
“Yes, you’ll be punished. And I think I know of a perfect way to get you to learn your lesson.”
A little rush of anticipation flashed through you at the prospect of a possible spanking, and you were actually a little excited for the first time throughout this whole thing. Even if getting spanked in a grandma gown was a little off putting.
“And what’s that?” You found yourself inquiring further with a suggestive tone to your voice, hoping you were right and it was a spanking.
Seokjin’s hand suddenly found it’s way onto your thigh and he rubbed it through the skirt, humming to himself as he seemed to take a moment to appreciate your thick thigh.
“You’re going to suck my dick,” he started, and you were admittedly a tiny bit disappointed that it wasn’t spanking, but sucking your husband’s dick came with it’s own barrel of enjoyments. “While you fix this toy I was working on when you so rudely came and interrupted me earlier. Got it?”
And then everything came crashing down and you were too late to stop the frown that appeared on your face. But Seokjin was already nudging you to get up so he could sit straight on the bed, his legs spreading and he leaned back on his hands. Essentially waiting for you to get busy.
You couldn’t even be properly perplexed, because suddenly you were so caught up in the fact that Seokjin would literally look alarmingly sexy right now if it weren’t for the horrendous white hair draping down across his chest and half-way ruining it.
“I think this would work better if you were on your knees, right?” He tilted his head to the side, a sarcastic purse to his lips and you briefly wondered when Santa became so fucking sassy.
“Yes, honey. Of course.” You responded with a tight smile, dropping to your knees and placing your hands on his thighs. Slowly, you rubbed your palms upwards, until you got close to his clothed crotch. “Oh, baby… I think this would work better if your shorts weren’t on. Right?” Clapback, you mentally gave yourself an encouraging pat.
Seokjin raised an eyebrow, nodding his head in a ‘go on’ gesture. “You know what to do, or have you forgotten? Do I need to teach you this too?” And with a derisive huff, he lifted his hips so he could tug his own shorts down to his knees. Then suddenly you had a face full of glorious dick and you literally couldn’t stop yourself from licking your lips.
“Look at you, you’re so used to sucking dick that you lick your lips as soon as you see one.” Seokjin shook his head like he couldn’t believe how dirty you were. Which, was ridiculous because your husband sometimes knew you more than you knew yourself. Especially in the bedroom. But you had to keep reminding yourself that this wasn’t you and Seokjin right now, this was Mrs. Clause and Santa Clause. Which totally just made this whole thing weird again and you were officially back to being the personification of the meme why tho. Like, this would be so hot if you weren’t doing this roleplay.
Maybe you were just being over-dramatic.
“Now come on, my cock isn’t going to suck itself and this toy isn’t going to fix itself.” He picked up the toy beside him and waved it in your face. “You got it, my little hohohoe?”
Okay. Nope. Not being overdramatic.
“I’ve got it,” you mumbled almost petulantly, grabbing the toy with one hand and grabbing the base of Seokjin’s dick with the other.
Honestly, you had never felt more stupid and embarrassed in the bedroom than you did right now. Your husband’s cock stuffed in your mouth, giving him a no-hands blowjob while you pretended to ‘work’ on the toy (which was an old metal toy truck that needed no work, for the record). Gagging from his cock as you used the invisible hammer to hammer on the toy truck.
“It’s fixed, it’s fixed,” Seokjin said almost breathlessly, taking the thing from you and tossing it over his shoulder. You took it as a ‘come up for air moment’ so you started sliding your mouth off of him, but he was quick to place a hand on the back of your head. Keeping you there.
The firm hand on your head restraining your movements had a thrilling chill rush down your spine, and suddenly you were a little bit more eager to continue sucking him off. Even adding in a few moans for the added vibration, and since your hands were free now you grabbed the base of his dick again so you could stimulate what your mouth couldn’t reach unless you deepthroated him.
Looking up at him, you saw this little amused look fixed onto his face as he watched you work, but as soon as he saw you look at him, he tilted his head back in pleasure and let out a soft groan.
“Oh God, keep going. Keep going Mrs. Clause, you’re going to make me snow.” He said the last word with a high moan.
You literally shivered in disbelief at what you just heard, completely pausing your ministrations and moving to pull off of him. But the hand kept you down, coaxing you to keep sucking.
How the fuck were you supposed to keep this going on when he kept using that mood-killing talk? Wasn’t role-play sex supposed to be um… sexy? There’s no way Seokjin could find this arousing! You didn’t marry a psychopath!
“Come on, put your hand in my beard.” He grabbed one of your hands and entangled it in his white beard.
Oh no. Oh no, no, no. Why are you thinking of your grandfather? No, get out grandpa!
“Now call me Daddy Christmas.”
Aaand that was the final straw.
You jerked your mouth off of him and your hand out of his grandfather beard and sat back with an incredulous scowl on your face.
“I can’t do this anymore Seokjin! What the actual fuck?!” You shouted in exasperation and then you reached up and jerked the wig and bonnet off and tossed the glasses to the floor. “I’m literally in a grandma outfit! How are you hard from this? How-how did any of this turn you on?”
Seokjin just sat there on the bed, an unreadable expression on his face.
You tried, you tried so hard to enjoy this. To get into this for him, but what the hell? Touching a beard that was like your grandpas? Calling him ‘Daddy Christmas’? You were almost certain your poor vagina was literally parched from how dry it was because of this whole experience.
“I mean, baby… I’m sorry,” you ended up saying, feeling guilty for destroying his fucked up fantasy, but then again not feeling sorry at all. “But, you surely see where I’m coming from? Maybe? I just- I don’t find Santa Clause…. Attractive? I mean maybe if he was younger or, whatever, I don’t know - what is young Santa even supposed to look like? Or was he just born old?” You were rambling, unable to stop yourself from pouring out all of these questions and truths and justifiable excuses. “And, and I literally feel like zero percent sexy in this costume? I look like a great grandma! Not even a grandma, a great grandma! And I tried, I did - but do great grandmas turn you on? Like are you into G.G.I.L.F’s? G-GILFs? I just--”
“Checkmate.”
Your rambling was interrupted by one single word, and you turned back to Seokjin, having started pacing during your rant and you saw this look of pure amusement on his face.
“Wait… what?” You stared at him, completely clueless. “What did you just say?”
“I said…” He stood up, pulling his shorts up and taking the beard off as he walked right up to you, placing his hand on your cheek. “Checkmate.”
“Checkmate…” You repeated in a quiet mumbled question, unknowing as to why he was saying that word and trying to figure out--
And then it all seemed to click into place.
“Wait the fuck a minute.” You spat out in disbelief, and Seokjin let out a laugh, waiting for you to fully grasp your epiphany. “Was this all just a… payback?”
Your husband only gave one of his famous winks, before kissing your cheek and then running and jumping onto the bed. Fake cotton snow flying up around him. He rolled over and laid back with his hands behind his head. The smuggest look stuck to his face like super glue as he let out a deep, content sounding sigh.
“Are you fucking kidding me right now?!” You shouted, picking up the discarded beard from the ground before jumping on the bed and proceeding to beat the living crap out of your husband with it.
Seokjin busted out into laughter, wincing every so often in between laughs as he tried to grab your wrist to stop you. “Ow! That synthetic hair stings when you wack me with it!”
“Good, you little fucker! I hope it stings!” You growled out in anger, but there was no true heat behind your words. “I tried so hard to get into this weird idea - dreaded it all day long, and it was only a joke?! Ugh, I’m gonna kill you!” So you continued hitting him with it, Seokjin continuing to laugh his ass off until you finally tired out and you ended up in a straddling position on his lap.
“Okay, okay listen,” Seokjin finally said breathlessly, all of the laughter having stolen the oxygen from his lungs and his hands were up in surrender. “I did warn you I was going to get you back when you least expected it, didn’t I?”
“Well, yeah, but--” you tried to fight his reasoning, but he cut you off.
“‘Butt’s are for spanking.” He stated like it was a reminder. “However, like I said, I warned you. And need I remind you of the shitty thing you did to me, oh darling of mine?”
With a level of petulance, you crossed your arms and looked off, sitting back on his lap.
“Mhm, I thought so,” he mumbled in amusement.
But you didn’t even pay attention to what he said, you were much more interested in the firm bulge beneath you. Your eyes widened when you realized it was Seokjin’s still very hard dick.
“Are you still fucking hard?” You asked incredulously, bouncing once and then twice to confirm your suspicions. Very well, it was definitely an erection.
“Oh yeah,” Seokjin said with a chuckle like he just remembered something, looking downwards to where his crotch was covered by your bottom. “I had to take a Viagra, do you really think I could have gotten naturally hard from this shit? I thought you knew me better than that, babe.”
You stared down at him with your jaw dropped. Did he really just say what you thought he said?
“You asshole, I do know you better than that! That’s why I thought this whole thing was weird as fuck and totally out of left field, even for you!”
He only laughed some more, tilting his head back as he did so, but then he looked up at you with his charming smile and placed his hands on your thighs.
“I mean, for the record, I’m not into grandmas - great, or normal ones - but is it just me or were you really working that bonnet?”
“Shut. Up.” You groaned in embarrassment as he laughed again, hitting his chest playfully with your hand and casually just sitting on his erection.
It was silent for a few moments and then Seokjin’s hands slid up your thighs and around to rest on your ass. “Just a thought but, would you like to put this Viagra to some use and actually perform intercourse with me?” He waggled his eyebrows and smirked.
You narrowed your eyes at him, but at the same time you ground your hips down onto him and made him hiss lightly in pleasure. “You know what? I should leave you here and go do some laundry or something as payback--”
Rolling your eyes at the small pout on his face, you sighed and looked off - focus now on the Christmas tree atop your nightstand.
“Fine,” you muttered, and he let out a quiet ‘yes’ as he started slipping your dress skirt up. “But, I’m not fucking in here. Nope, not until you clean all this Christmas stuff up because I can’t stop thinking of the fucked up thing you just put me through.”
Seokjin leaned up a bit and looked around the room, eyeing all of the snow that was going to be a bitch to clean up.
“Uh… how about the couch?” He suggested sheepishly, and you couldn’t help but to let out a little laugh.
“Fine, couch it is.”
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“Literally, what the fuck,” you moaned in annoyance, looking around at all of the Christmas decorations in the living room. “Why do we have to decorate so much? Why do we-- wait, oh my God! Is Christmas going to be ruined forever now? Is every Christmas tree I see going to remind me of what just happened? Ugh, Seokjin you just ruined my life!”
“Hey, now you’re the one who sings Zara Larsson in the shower all the time! Maybe I was just listening to you, huh?” Seokjin fought back, using his funny arguing voice that when he got going good it actually sounded like he was spitting fire rap.
“Oh my God, I can’t with you,” you laughed out loudly, shoving him hard but lovingly and he just started laughing along with you.
Both of you were still in your fucking roleplay get-up, trying to find a safe place to fuck while Seokjin stood there with a casual boner.
“Wow, has our married life really come to this?” You wondered out loud, and your husband wrapped his arms around you before shrugging.
“Yep.” He stated matter-of-factly.
There was another bout of silence between you two, and then.
“Want to fuck in the laundry room?” You suggested.
“Definitely.” Came Seokjin’s quick response.
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That next morning, you woke up before Seokjin so you could fix your little surprise for him. You didn’t have to go into work until later, so you fixed it and then slipped back in bed to cuddle up to him and sleep a little longer.
When Seokjin got up and got ready for work, he walked into the kitchen to make some coffee only to see a timer had been set and a fresh batch of coffee had just been made already. A warmth spread throughout his chest when he realized you must have done that, and then when he was preparing to leave out the door, he noticed something sitting on the table.
There was a bento stack with a red ribbon tied around it and a stuffed alpaca sitting next to it. He saw a note lying in front of the display and he picked it up, his heart buzzing in a comfortable way.
Hey you ;)
Here’s a little something to show you how much
I looooove you and hopefully starts your day off
right <3
P.s.
I don’t really know how to work the coffee timer
so if it didn’t already have coffee made for you - I tried T_T
P.p.s.
It’s naengmyun and cheesecake for dessert!
Love you and have a good day baby! <3
At the beginning of your relationship, Seokjin’s heart would have been beating wildly and he would have had the strongest urge to go to you immediately and kiss you and confess his undying love for you. His whole entire body sparking with passion.
But now, after being married for 5 years and dating for 3 more before that, it just made a pleasant warmth flow through him and he felt so secure. So comfortable and loved wholeheartedly. Instead of rushing upstairs to kiss you silly, he just thought of you sprawled out in bed sound asleep, drool probably leaking from the side of your mouth and he smiled so wide his cheeks hurt.
