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If You Do (M)

Reader x Jaebum

Fluff Smut

Sometimes all you need is a hero, a man who can make you feel loved and needed.

“Stop! Leave me alone!” I shouted at the men trying to pull on me, I pull my bags closer to my body and try to walk away. The three men circle me.

“Where you trying to run off to, baby?”

“Yeah, we can show you a great time, baby girl. You must be thirsty, look how much you’re shaking just by standing near us.”

The tallest man with a black pull-over inched closer to me, an evil grin covering his face. My heart was racing, what was going to become of my first visit to the city of Seoul? “Leave me alone!” I cry out, hoping someone will hear me. The man’s hand reaches out for me, to grab me, to do what with me? I shove my eyes closed praying for this to end.

SMACK! THUD!

He pulled on my wrist and dragged me behind him down the sidewalk. I glance over my shoulder, the large man flat on the ground, the other two running off in the distance. I face forward and see him for the first time. Bright red hoodie, silver piercings dangling to his neck, hair undercut forming the smallest of mullets on the back of his head. The man’s pace was quick, I was hesitant to keep following him, but he pulled me with angst, until we stopped in front of the park.

“What were you doing letting those guys come near you?” Frustration in the man’s tone.

“…What?” I stammer out

He turned around so I could face him, his eyes dark and sleek, eyebrows furrowed in worry. “Do you have any idea what they would do to you if I hadn’t come over?” A sigh released from his pursed lips, “what would you have done?”

“I-I tried to walk away, but they were so scary.” I stutter my words, “I am sorry for worrying you, but thank you for your trouble.” I bow in embarrassment, this stranger had risked himself for me, that’s when I saw it, “Aish! Your hand!”

He flexed his long fingers out, blood dripping from his knuckles onto the side walk. “Hmm, I guess I hit him harder than I thought.”

I pull out my handkerchief and wrap his large hand, “let me help, it’s the least I can do.” I dab the scrapes on the stranger’s hand gently, admiring the veins that protruded so delicately on them.

“You really should be more careful, your boyfriend won’t like it if something happens to you.”

“…I don’t have a boyfriend,” my eyes focused on the scrapes

The strength of his hand lifting my chin to look up at him had me change focus. The depth of his voice altering the universe, “Maybe that should change.” The focus in his eyes kept me in place, my cheeks burned red.

“How do I know you’re not some creep too?” I manage to ask

“Because if I was,” the man moves closer to me, his lips finding my ear, the words burning into me, “you would already be screaming.”

His words caused me to squirm, my body readjusting itself. I shook my head quickly and backed away from him, his hand I had been cleaning dropping in the air. “Don’t you think you’re being a little forward? I don’t even know your name.”

“Allow me to treat you to some food, you must be hungry, and I’ll introduce myself.”

My stomach growls allowing him to presume he was right about my hunger, “…I guess a small bowl of rice couldn’t hurt,” I smile up at him, just now noticing how tall he truly was.

He led us down the sidewalk, his long legs creating a shorter stride to stay close to me. I admired his stance, long legs carrying his body, biceps showing even under his large hoodie, tan skin graced by the sun.

‘The Sun Café,’ was the name of the place we stopped in, he pulled my chair out for me and I sat in silence as he ordered us fried rice, meat, and water.

“Im Jaebum,” he blurted out.

“What?”

“My name, it’s Im Jaebum,” His voice slick as silk

“Oh, um, I’m (Y/N),” I reply in a whisper, “I’m sorry for being trouble for you today.” Embarrassment still burning my cheeks

“You can make it up to me, Jagi, don’t worry.”

“What do you mean, ‘make it up to you?’”

“Go out with me.”

I sit there in shock, rice falling from my chopsticks, his face showing no signs of joking, “Wh-what?”

“Go out with me, you know? Get food, hold hands, see movies? This right now doesn’t count of course, you’re sitting way too far from me for this to count,” He muttered out between mouthfuls of rice.

“I-I…I don’t understand, why do you want to go out with me? I caused you so much trouble today.” I shuffle in my seat, hands twirling around another.

“Well,” He takes another mouthful of food before continuing, “as I see it, you need someone to take care of you, I need someone to share rice with, why not do these things together?” He looks up at me, his right eyebrow lifted up while questioning me.

“I-…I’m not sure.”

“What could it hurt, (Y/N)?” He questioned

“Well, I don’t even live in Seoul yet, I’m only here looking for apartments before I move here, how can I have a relationship with someone when I won’t be around to enjoy it?”

“So, is that a yes?”

“…Are you not listening to me, I don’t live here!”

“I heard you,” His voice sharp and straight-forward, “You don’t live here, yet. Which means you just need to move in somewhere.”

“Y-yes, that’s right.”

“So, otherwise you’d go out with me,” he looks at me, eyes studying my face

“I suppose…” I stammer out

“Good, you’ll move in tomorrow.”

“WHAT?! Move in where?!” My eyes wild with question, was this guy sure he wasn’t a creep, ‘cause I don’t think I was sure of anything anymore.

“You need a place to live, I have space. No more excuses to not go out with me,” He was direct and to the point.

I didn’t even know how to respond anymore, I just wanted the night to be over. This was a crazy day and I have decided that Seoul was officially weird.

Jaebum slipped the waiter money for the food and we walk out the door, I start to bow and thank him for the food, “Gomabda for everything, Im Jaebum. I truly am thankful.” I turn to start the walk to the bus station. The strength of his hand grabbing me again, “home is this way.”

“I don’t live here, remember?”

“No, but I do, and you’re welcome to stay with me until then.” He led us in the opposite direction of the bus stop, his hand still holding mine. I thought about pulling away, I should pull away I thought, but I let him lead me down the sidewalk draped by the street lights that lit the way.

He lived in a large brick building, metal doors and one elevator that opened up to large studio apartments on each 12 floors. His apartment was on level 12, right on top.

“Make yourself at home,” His voice boomed out as he pulled the large elevator door closed, “I’m going to shower.”

My body froze in a single space as he left the room. I scanned the apartment. Large windows all across the back wall, a large 75” tv took up space above the fireplace that seemed to separate the living area from the master bedroom, the smell of cinnamon and spiced plum filled my sinuses. I walk to the white leather sofa and place my jacket across it, my bags sat safely on the floor beside the coffee table, a bottle of water sitting on its’ glass top, a puddle of condensation beneath it. I make my way around the room stopping at the kitchen island admiring the granite stone tops and the stainless steel appliances. My fingers grazing the cold granite top, my reflection shining back up at me.

“You’re welcome to take a shower too,” he walked back into the living area, a single towel wrapped around his waist. The ‘V’ line of his abdomen protruding out, his arms flexing as he used a smaller towel to dry his hair, now frizzy and messy atop his head.

“I-I’m okay,” I stutter out, turning away shyly, my fingers making circles on the counter.

The warmth hit me in the back, the weight of his body leaning into me, his arm reaching overtop my head.

“Sorry, I wanted a cup.”

My brain went hazy, I froze in place.

“You know you can sit down, (Y/N). I won’t bite.” His voice concerned and light. I decide he’s right, I was feeling lightheaded anyhow. I made my way to the leather sofa and took a seat curled up as far to the edge as I could get. The weight of his body on the sofa sent a shift in my body causing me to crash into his side, he didn’t twitch at all. My eyes focused on his throat as he downed a large glass of water, my own throat swallowing hard.

“You okay, (Y/N)?”

“Huh? Oh, Mm!” I turn away bashfully, biting my lower lip.

Jaebum leans back against the sofa, a low moan coming from his mouth, his legs spread apart, towel barely covering anything. I begin to feel parched. His eyes close, his arm draped across his forehead, another moan leaving his lips. “You-You okay, Jaebum-ssi?” I manage to ask him.

“Long day, Jagi.”

His muscles spasm and twitch as he spoke, his towel sharing only a crevice of thigh, I begin to feel the curiosity build in me. I inch closer to him, trying to remain nonchalant.

My arm brushes against his skin, still damp from his shower. His eye peeks at me, a smirk showing slowly. “Everything alright?”

“Ah, mm! Yeah I just, I wanted to ask you something.” I stammered, twisting my hair in my fingers.

He sat up a bit, his face leaving me breathless, hand cupping my face to look at him. “What’s that, Cheonsa?”

“…..How do you afford this place?” I blurt out effortlessly

His laughter filled the apartment, stomach bouncing a little from the deepness of the laugh. “That’s really what you wanted to ask? Well, I am a performer. I am part of a group and we do well.”

“Oh, what kind of performer?”

“I’m a singer in a group called GOT7, kind of a big deal.” His voice sarcastic a bit

“I see, is that why you have so many muscles? You have to be in this kind of shape?” I poked his arm.

“Cheonsa, I stay in this kind of shape for your eyes only.” His voice serious, fingers grazing my jawline.

I turn my head away, feeling shame in my heart.

“What’s wrong, (Y/N)?” He sits up, hand on my shoulder.

“I don’t understand why you want me, all I cause is trouble, Jaebum.”

My heart racing as his hands cupped my face, ecstasy burning through his lips that pressed into mine, his hand moving to my waist pulling me into him. His body hard and warm, the ridges of his muscles grazing me. The friction of our bodies moving together as our tongues blended together, my bottom lip getting sucked into his mouth. I begin to feel overwhelmed, the fiery movements of his tongue in my mouth, his hands grabbing and pulling on my body to bring it closer to his. His breath intoxicating me with full arousal. His mouth moves to the crook of my neck, teeth tugging at my skin, I gasp out in response.

“J-jaebum…” I manage to cry out

He doesn’t let up, his hands pulling my shirt off over my head, my hair falling frazzled against my shoulders, his kisses grazing my collarbone leaving little purple bruises behind. He moans into my chest as he lays me against the sofa, his body pressing into me, his towel barely hanging on anymore. The slight flick of his tongue embracing my nipple, his hands mapping out my entire body. His mouth sinful against my body, his breath husked out pleasurable moans on my skin. His cock escaping from the towel now too loose to even attempt to hold onto his waist.

“You’re all I’ve ever wanted, Jagiya,” his knee slipping between my thighs, his length stabbing me in the hip. Fingers caressing my waistline as he tugs my pants down, I help him slip them past my knees and onto the floor, my panties going with them leaving my entrance exposed. Jaebum pins my wrists down and kisses down to my core, teeth clicking against my clit, his tongue prodding its way to the opening until finally delving inside.

I bite back a moan, knees beginning to buckle. His tongue lapping at my clit and into my wetness, cause me to lose all control of myself. His lips leave a trail of kisses up to my breasts, his mouth taking in a nipple and swirling it around in his mouth. My hips arch up in pleasure, he positions himself over my body, his cock inches from my entrance, my body begging for him to go inside.

I tremble as he continues massaging my breasts his lips meeting mine once more, “(Y/N)” he growls into me, “I need all of you,…please.” His words leaving goosebumps all over my skin. “T-take me, Jaebum,” I shudder out in broken breaths.

He adjusts himself and slides his length into my core, wetness seeping out around him, tears rolling down my cheek, his cock almost too thick to fit. He thrusts it deep and slow, his face buried into my neck, his breathing heavy and shaky as our hips grinding together. My fingers tug and pull on his hair as my body contorts from pleasure, an orgasm inching its way to the surface. His forehead presses against mine, sweat dripping from his body with each thrust until finally the Earth stops spinning, “Ah, fuck Jaebum….fuck…” His breathing shallow and deep, “Gah, Jagiya….damn…” Our orgasms sending shockwaves through our bodies.

His body lingers over mine, eyes gazing into one another, a kiss on the nose with no words.

Jaebum, my hero.

I'm already betrothed and have dedicated my love to Shoom but I just want to take the time to say that Im Jaebum can mow my ass at any given time

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