➝ genre/warnings: suggestive; sexual content, teasing, grinding, …
➝ summary: Late-night visits in your lover's studio turn into something more... again.
Carefully you walked into his studio, ensuring you wouldn't disturb him with whatever he was currently doing. Deep, low beats spread across the room, indicating he was still working on something.
Placing the take-away cupcake box on the side table next to your boyfriend, you caught his full attention. He raised his head, smiling at you.
"There she is!"
You grinned at him, only to be pulled onto his lap the next beat. "I've missed you," he muttered into your ear, the tip of his nose hidden in your soft hair.
"Missed you too." Your arms wrapped around his neck, tugging him even closer. "What are you working on? I like what I'm hearing!"
Chuckling, he raised a brow at you. "Oh, do you? I just finished these. Might use them for my next EP. We'll see." Jaebum moved your hair over one shoulder, offering himself access on the other side to place delicate kisses on it.
Relishing the sudden physical contact, you hummed delightedly. "What are you doing, babe?" you asked, giggling. "I brought you cupcakes. Don't you want one?"
"Maybe later," he purred, his plush lips brushing the bare skin on your shoulder blade. "I found something much more delicious here." One of his palms ran up your inner thigh, settling down on a precarious spot.
"But they'll get all mushy if we won't eat them now." Slightly toying with him, you wanted to see where this would take you. Usually, you wouldn't dare to object, yet you were in the mood to do so anyway. At least a little.
Groaning in frustration, the grip on your thigh strengthened while his other hand slipped underneath your arm to rest on your belly. His fingers played with the hem of your shirt, fingertips dancing over your exposed skin every now and then, causing you goosebumps.
"Don't wanna wait," he sighed, his lips kissing all the way up your neck, making you moan and close your eyes. Tugging your lower lip between your teeth, your hands found his hair so fingers could rank through his obsidian-colored hair.
"You remember last time you were here with me?"
Playback of those memories initiated in your head, turning your cheeks crimson. "I do," you breathed, recalling every single detail of this moment. Last week you decided to visit him spontaneously, having pretty specific ideas on what to do with him. Being on a shopping trip beforehand, you wanted to surprise him with brand new lingerie purchased only for him. Unable to wait for him to come home later that night, you figured you'd show him right here, right now. And he loved it.
"You visiting me is always so... compelling."
You grew impatient at this point, shifting your weight only to reposition yourself by straddling him shortly after. "You don't say," you whispered, placing your hands on his shoulders to gently let them run down his upper body.
That's when his lips found yours, capturing them eagerly. Your addicting traces along his body made him lose his mind. Every single time.
Jaebum grabbed your hips, squeezing them in order to raise his crotch so you could feel how much he needed you at this point. You started grinding your hips down on him, causing him to deeply moan against your lips.
"You're driving me crazy, babe."
Still holding on to your waist, he stood up in one quick movement, helping you wrap your legs around his mid to walk you to the side table. He placed you next to the cupcake box, pressing his body close to yours. Hands and lips everywhere, he was almost devouring you.
A groan came from you as the sound of crying came from the space next to you for the fifth time through the night. Your eyes looked beside you as a figure shuffled, watching as Jaebum rolled onto his back, equally frustrated to be disturbed once again, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.
You’d spent most of the night laid on your back, waiting for the cries to come, with your daughter barely settling, you just couldn’t sleep, especially knowing that it was only going to be a matter of time before you ended up getting disturbed again.
Just as you went to sit up, a hand pushed you back down, as Jaebum rose up instead. “You’ve got her enough times tonight,” he assured, reluctantly pushing the duvet away from his body, kicking his legs out of the bed.
“She’ll probably be hungry,” you sighed, too exhausted to even move yourself.
Jaebum’s eyes didn’t leave you as he walked around the bed to the cot just beside you. “Maybe she just wants a cuddle, she doesn’t usually feed at this time,” he reminded you, knowing as ever, that you were fearing the worst.
Your body was on its last legs, everything was beginning to take its toll on you, overwhelmed by just how much was required of you being a mum. You couldn’t remember the last moment you had to yourself, especially with Jaebum so busy at work too.
“Hey,” Jaebum whispered as he peered into the cot, leaning over it so that he could scoop your daughter up and carry her across to the bed with him.
Your heart fluttered as you watched the two of them, even just a few weeks in, their bond was undeniable. As ever, in Jaebum’s arms, she settled, something that you hadn’t quite managed to crack whenever you spent time with her.
“Do you want a mummy cuddle?” Jaebum asked her, attempting to move her across to you, only for your hands to block him, hovering just over your chest to stop him from placing her down.
His eyebrows furrowed as you did so, confused as to why you didn’t want to hold her, as her tears subsided, he was sure that now you’d want to hold her and reassure her too.
“Alright, let’s stay with daddy then,” Jaebum spoke, trailing off awkwardly at the end as he made his way back around to his side of the bed, trying his best to figure out what was wrong.
As you remained silent, he was left with his own thoughts, piecing together what had happened with the other things that he had picked up on too. Little things had added up for Jaebum, as he began to wonder if there was something more to what was going on with you.
With your daughter now settled, resting against his legs as he stretched back out, Jaebum nudged you with his free hand. “It’s not good to keep your thoughts bottled up to yourself Y/N, especially not when they’re not very nice ones too.”
You weakly smiled back across to him, expecting Jaebum to pick up on all of the signs, knowing you as well as he did. You knew that you couldn’t keep it to yourself forever, no matter how stupid you thought you might sound.
“Everything I do, I feel like it’s wrong,” you whispered, digging your head further down into your pillow, “they always make having a baby seem like sunshine and rainbows, but right now it just feels like a dark cloud hovering over me.”
Of course, there were going to be moments when things got tough, but you never imagined that it would be as tough as this. You’d heard stories of people suffering, never thinking that it could happen to you, only for just that to happen.
“Why am I not doing it right?” You added, staring blankly to Jaebum for answers.
His bottom lip stuck out as you spoke, feeling his heart break as you finally admitted your worries to him. He had a vague idea of what was going on, but never did he imagine that you would be as hard as yourself, and struggling as much as you were.
The more you offloaded, the more your mind thought, sharing without even thinking several times. “I wish I could be that mum who rolls out of bed with a smile on her face in the morning, with everything organised too, but instead I just feel like a mess.”
“You’re doing an amazing job Y/N,” Jaebum tried his best to encourage.
“I wish I could believe you, but you know that you’re doing so much better than I am,” you whispered in reply.
His head immediately shook, refusing to let you compare the two of you. He had promised you throughout your pregnancy that the two of you were a team, and Jaebum was far from prepared to let you isolate yourself from him now.
“Having a baby takes a lot of adapting, and people cope in different ways,” Jaebum spoke, “some people snap straight into it, others don’t, but what’s most important is that you get used to things at your own pace.”
“I don’t even know what my pace is,” you gently laughed, “right now all I can think about is getting through each day at a time.”
“Day by day, that’s your pace,” Jaebum established, “each day you’re learning so much about being a mum, and you’re bonding with Y/D/N too, it takes time, all of this can’t happen in a day, even if you want it to.”
“I knew being a mum was going to be hard, but I never imagined it would be this hard,” you huffed, rolling onto your side to face the two of them properly.”
As your eyes landed on your daughter, you nervously reached one of your hands across, tickling gently against her tummy. The sound of her laughter immediately brought a smile to your face, as Jaebum’s reassuring eyes watched over you too.
“See, you’re doing a great job,” he smiled down at you, “sometimes I think you put too much pressure on your shoulders of yours to be perfect Y/N.”
Everyone wanted to be the perfect mum, the one that everyone aspired to follow, but in doing so, you had lost your own way of doing things. Jaebum had watched you compare, even to him, and doubt yourself even when you were doing things perfectly already.
As your arm moved away, Jaebum settled down, tucking him and your daughter up a little closer to you. “When you feel as if you’re not doing good, please talk to me Y/N, I don’t want you to feel alone through this anymore.”
Your head nodded in agreement with him, promising that you would make sure to let Jaebum know whenever you were starting to worry or beat yourself up over things.
“We’ll just keep taking things day by day, learn new things and figure out our own way of being mum and dad,” Jaebum suggested, “they’ll still be hurdles, but between the two of us I know that we’ll be able to get over them.”
“Will be facing hurdles forever with this one,” you chuckled.
Jaebum nodded, glancing down at your daughter as her eyes began to close again, “we always said that we knew we’d be in for trouble starting a family, and this little one certainly seems like she’ll be a right little troublemaker, don’t you think?”
“She’s got your smile, that definitely is a sign of trouble.”
“You love my smile,” Jaebum reminded you, “you said so, even on our very first date.”
pairing: jaebum x (reader)
description: soft fluff and an ode to jaebum's bucket hats. submission for prompt #9 of challenging words. @challengingwords
word count: 260+
“Are you really wearing that?” You ask as Jaebum exits his apartment. You had thought that you had found all of his bucket hats and disposed of them. Somehow you managed to miss the construction cone orange one.
“It’s the only one I could find.” He shrugs, his hands tucked into his baggy gray pants.
“For good reason.” You huff. His face shrinks as he blinks at you. With a shake of your head, you push him aside and punch the code into his lock. “We are not going out with you wearing that. Don’t you have a cap or beanie? Even a fascinator with peacock feathers would be better.” The lock beeps, but Jaebum grabs your hand before you can open the door.
He pulls it close to his chest, trapping it between his palms. “We’re only going to the convenience store for snacks. Does my bucket hat really bother you that much?”
Yes? No? Concentrating while Jaebum is staring into your eyes and holding your hand so close to his chest that you can feel his heartbeat is really difficult. “What?”
He smiles, releasing a sigh of laughter. “Can we go? I’m hungry.”
With your thought and speech abilities still malfunctioning, you nod. He lowers your hand to his side but continues to hold it as the two of you head down the hall.
When you reach the street, you can think again. The orange bucket hat is atrocious, but you can handle it for now. However, once he takes it off, it will be finding a new home in the trash.
Jayb + 20 for the drabble thingie! Fluff and jayb could be the one saying the line🥰
Thank you!
Hello wonderful anon, thank you for requesting 😘 this is going to be such soft fluff, I hope you enjoy
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As you woke, the first thing you saw was your boyfriend wide awake already and staring at you.
"Jae," you whined, trying to hide yourself under the covers.
"What? Why are you hiding?" he laughed, trying to pull the duvet away from from your face.
"Why are you staring?"
"Because you looked so pretty and peaceful."
You sighed as you emerged again, resting your head back on your pillow. JayB snuggled in next to you, so close your noses almost touched. You smiled softly, as he brushed a stray hair away from your brow.
"Did I ever tell you how beautiful your eyes are?" he whispered.
You're smile grew at his sweet words.
"Waking up with you is the best," you told him, placing a kiss on the tip of his nose.
"Then let's do this more often," he replied in agreement, pulling you into a hug.
Smut with JB from Got7 77. 77. “I’m sure i can get some kind of sexual gratification just from staring at him if i try hard enough 78. 98. “Were you touching yourself?”
"Your staring.." your friend Jisoo harshly whispered to you. It didn't do anything to curb your staring, you couldn't help it. Yeah you had been friend with Jaebum for quite some time, but you never had been able to get over how attractive he was, not to mention the fact that the sexual tension between the two of you had been very apparent.
"I'm sure I can get some kind of sexual gratification just from staring at him if I try hard enough." You murmur, your eyes finally meeting his as a smirk appears on his face.
You had never been one to be shy about what or who you wanted, and you weren't about to start now.
As the night went on, Jaebum's flirting from across the room increased, heavily. Licking his lips as he eyed you up and down, motioning licking your pussy, fucking you, it was all subtle but you saw it and you wanted it. You wanted it bad.
"I.. gotta.. bathroom." You mumbled to Jisoo before taking off towards your escape.
Instead of actually using the bathroom, you leaned against the counter after hiking your skirt up, sliding your fingers into your panties and in between your lips to rub your clit. Your mind was racing with what Jaebum would do to you and fuck you wish he would.
Knock
Knock
Frustrated, you pull your hand from your pants, opening the door, annoyed, until you see a seductive looking Jaebum standing there.
"Were you touching yourself?" You asks, cocking his head to the side.
"Maybe.." you whisper.
"Bad girl." He smirks, pushing you further into the bathroom before walking in behind you and locking the door.
Can I get some Jaebum, in a creepy setting with the prompt “I’m calling it. We are lost in the woods.”? If I can't..well...we both know I can. ☺️❤️ Oh and make it 80s themed.
damn right you can! (i mean come on, really, did you think I was gonna say no?)
pairing: jaebum from got7 x reader (f.)
prompts: “I’m calling it. We are lost in the woods.”
words: 5.7k (what is wrong with me, these are supposed to be drabbles...)
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“I’m calling it. We are lost in the woods.”
Jaebum sighs out loud, already regretting having Jinyoung tag along with him in the first place. He knew his more logic-driven friend wouldn’t have supported this outing and yet he couldn’t leave him out of this. Not when Jackson himself had tagged along as well.
“We’re not lost in the woods okay? I know where we’re going...” Jaebum repeats for what feels like the hundredth time tonight as his flashlight flickers for a second. With a curse, he shakes the thing before the light flickers back on. He can swear he just replaced the batteries in this thing.
“Are you sure? Because all I’m seeing are trees, not some bitchin’ witchin’ house in the woods,” Jinyoung retorts and Jaebum rolls his eyes even if he keeps moving forward.
The reason the three of them are out tonight and not on Mark’s rad Halloween party is that they’re out on a search for their town’s own resident witch. It’s rumoured that once upon a time a witch lived in those woods, granting wishes to children that were brave enough to befriend her. Jaebum supposes it’s more of a cautionary tale about judging someone before you meet them than an actual event.
Still he has to try.
“Oh that sounds gnarly, try saying it quick. Bitchin’ witchin’, bitchin’ witchin’, bitchin’ witchin’...” Jackson interrupts from next to Jaebum, repeating the mantra with a level of concentration Jaebum hasn’t seen him use ever. Not even for math class.
“Yeah, Jackson that’s great but it would be even greater if we weren’t lost in the middle of the woods, searching for a witch that might not be even real! I mean she was here, what? 300 years ago or so?” Jinyoung is relentless in trying to get them to return back home. Jaebum doesn’t answer him and keeps moving forward, his boot crunching the dead leaves on the ground as the sun finally disappears behind the mountains.
Jackson chuckles nervously. “Ugh, take a chill pill dude, Jae said he had a reason to look for her, so we’re here to support him,” he replies calmly and that seems to shut Jinyoung up. The three friends keep walking in silence, Jaebum a few steps ahead as he clutches on the book that has any information regarding the witch.
She first started granting wishes around the 1600s, the then-village having a small period of tranquillity as everyone had their wishes fulfilled and the witch got almost everything she needed for free in return. But then a kid disappeared. A young girl at the age of 18, like Jaebum’s age now, leaving no trace of her behind. No letter, no nothing. They couldn’t find anything and everyone immediately suspected the witch.
They burned her at the stake and she, feeling wronged, threatened the town with her upcoming return to steal all their children until the town went down in ruins.
Of course, that never happened and the only thing that’s left of that bedtime story is this book, reciting the legend and a small poem that’s supposed to help someone find their way to her lair.
Beneath the barren willow tree
Eternal maiden of the light shall be
The ticking clock appoints to three
Three of service and so would be
But beware the fickle call of darkness
Its binds are full of lies and harshness
Black and green won't lie to you
Protect that which appeals for you
Most of it doesn’t make any sense but Jaebum at least can tell that he’s supposed to find a barren willow tree.
“Can you at least tell us why we’re going there? What are you gonna ask for if we find her?” Jinyoung tries again, this time much calmer and understanding. And yet Jaebum doesn’t respond.
Jackson sensing Jaebum’s hesitation jumps in to answer the question himself. “Well, I don’t know about you dinguses, but I’m gonna wish for Ana saying yes to one date!” he says, eyes staring ahead dazedly with a lovesick smile and Jaebum drowns a chuckle.
“Isn’t this like, kinda forcing her to go out with you though?” Jinyoung claims and Jackson groans.
“No, I mean I sure hope it’s not! I won’t ask for her to date me, I’m just asking for an opportunity to show her what an amazing boyfriend I’ll be!” Jackson claims and Jinyoung rolls his eyes even though a smile is etched on his features.
“I really doubt you need that man...” he admits and Jaebum agrees. It’s been really fun watching Jackson make a fool out of himself trying to impress her (he even tried moonwalking), but it would be even more fun if he actually didn’t impress her.
The girl is hella mad about him and the only person who can’t tell is Jackson.
Jackson smiles at Jinyoung’s words. “You really think so? I can’t wait to meet her tonight at the party! Wait till she sees my Luke Skywalker costume,” he says, taking out his fake lightsaber to swoosh in the air.
“Hm, but if she’s dressed like last year you won’t match...” Jaebum observes and Jackson lets out a heavy, dreamy sigh.
“Ah, yeah... The Madonna costume...” he says in a lovesick daze and Jinyoung rolls his eyes. Last year Ana went as Madonna for Halloween giving both Jackson and her mother a heart attack. Although it’s safe to say those reactions differed significantly.
Jaebum laughs but at least he’s glad for the distraction. He doesn’t have to answer Jinyoung’s question for now and he’s sure if Jinyoung knew Jaebum was actually searching for his dad like this, he’d be against it.
Jaebum’s dad left them when he was a kid. One day he was there and one day he wasn’t. No one knew where he went and Jaebum’s mother was inconsolable at first. Jaebum was barely 7 and his sister was barely 3. She didn’t remember him but Jaebum knew him long enough to miss him every day. And to wonder why.
“Anywho, what are you gonna wish for, Jinyoung?” Jackson asks as they keep walking deeper into the woods, the last lights of civilization far behind them as the air turns crisp and sharp.
Jinyoung shrugs before turning his head away as if embarrassed. “Nothing. I’m just here cause Jaebum asked us...” he admits and Jaebum finally turns to look at him. It’s not normal for Jinyoung to say such a thing. Normally he’d cringe, shoving anyone that even attempted a hug, not the type to admit to such feelings. Jaebum knows it’s a big deal so he smiles thankfully at his best friend.
Jackson whistles in mockery before playfully jabbing Jinyoung with his elbow. “Oh, is the ice king finally admitting he’s soft for his besties?” he says, well-intended and as Jinyoung shoves him away and tells him to piss off, he can’t help but smile as well.
The three of them have been best friends since diapers. Jaebum figures it’d be a cold day in hell if they ever got separated.
But as Jaebum ponders on that, his eyes catch what he’s been trying to locate on these woods. A barren willow tree.
His feet stop as a sudden stillness fills the air. The trees stand still, air no longer breezing in between the leaves, whatever woodland creatures that might have wandered around these parts long gone as the three friends stand beneath the tree.
It’s enormous, its branches spreading through the forest like veins, empty and dwindled, as the last few leaves fall to join the rest of their brothers on the ground. The silence unfurls, the only sound the sound of their breathing, as their chests heave with something. Something that makes the skin on their necks crawl and goosebumps to cover their hands.
Jaebum swallows the nerves crawling up his throat as he takes a step forward. His eyes, unwilling at first, follow down the trunk of the tree to see what lies beneath it. Just like the poem said.
But all he sees is a massive rock, empty and hollow on the inside as vines and moss cover the cold exterior.
His eyebrows furrow before diving back into the book. It’s supposed to be here.
Jinyoung lets out a shaky breath before shaking the feeling of uneasiness out of his head. “See, there’s nothing here. It’s just a hollow cave with barely enough space to fit a bear. We should go,” he comments carefully. But Jaebum ignores him in favour of the book.
“It’s supposed to be here, why isn’t it here?” Jaebum says frantically, as Jinyoung and Jackson exchange a look. Jackson moves forward, carefully placing a hand on Jaebum’s shoulder. “We can try next year, dude...”
Jaebum huffs in confusion. He can’t spend another year wondering. He can’t.
“Come on, let’s get to the party...” Jinyoung adds on and Jaebum can’t find any more strength to fight back, so he turns his back on the cave.
Until a sound emerges from its depths.
Jaebum turns to look back immediately, eyes traveling inside the cave in search for whatever made that sound. The darkness inside of it doesn’t help him much. Instead, it’s humid, eerie and somewhat enchanting. As if calling him to dive in. As if drawing him into that pure black that seems to have no way out.
Jinyoung heard the sound too. “What in the hell was that?” his eyes are wide in fear as Jackson takes a step back.
“Man, this is totally not tubular...” Jackson exclaims, diving into his fanny pack to get out his own flashlight as well. Both him and Jaebum redirect the light to lighten the inside of the cave but it seems to not work.
Then the sound reappears. But it’s more distinct. It’s high, yet soft and it sounds a lot like...
Meowing.
Wait. Meowing?
And just as Jaebum has that thought, a little black creature emerges from the cave, the culprit behind the sound and it stands before the three boys, staring at them curiously with it’s big, green eyes.
A cat.
Jinyoung sighs in relief and Jackson begins chuckling as soon as he sees the tiny animal staring at the three of them. “Jesus, man, I thought you were a bear or something...’
“Yeah, that’s what we all thought...” Jinyoung agrees quickly as Jaebum kneels down to look at the cat. For an animal living in the woods and having to fend for itself, it doesn’t look very wary of humans. The cat tilts its head as it looks back at Jaebum and he’s not crazy but he can swear the cat seems to look at him as if expecting him to talk.
So he does.
“We’re here for the witch...?” he begins confidently but the statement comes out more as a question as he realizes what he’s doing. He’s talking to a cat. He’s never gonna live this down.
But as he’s ready to get up and urge his friends to leave, the cat nods. It nods as if understanding Jaebum and then it nudges his hand. There’s a name tag around its neck but before Jaebum gets to read it the cat turns to look inside the cave. As if motioning for him to follow it.
Jaebum sucks in a breath. He was right. She was here. And as he stares more into the animal’s eyes he swears they glint with something else, something more aware.
Something more human.
“I’m dreaming. I’m definitely dreaming,” Jinyoung says with wide eyes as Jaebum waves at them to follow him. Jackson simply stares in awe as the inside of the cave illuminates by a warm, orange light. It reveals a much bigger space than before, the formation elongates into a corridor and as the three friends follow the cat inside the cave, they slowly notice the walls transforming. They grow tall, the humidity in the air dissipating as the vines and moss disappear from the walls and the rock turns to woods. The ground bellow them softly gives way for wood and floor and just as suddenly as they were in the cave, they’re now inside a small wooden cottage.
They turn to look behind them but the corridor has disappeared. There are only walls and a door behind them and the friends turn to look at each other in awe.
The house they’re into is small. Wooden floors creak at their steps and the smell of incense and sage fills their nostrils. There’s a table in front of them, big and high like an examining table but it’s full with small trinkets, branches of several plants and every kind of things Jaebum would expect to see on that movie his mother keeps watching, The Witches of Eastwick.
There’s also a fireplace behind the table, small enough to fit a cauldron that’s currently bubbling with something inside. If Jaebum is honest, he doesn’t want to know what’s in it.
The cat meows again, drawing the three boys’ attention to it. It sits on its rear legs next to the only armchair of the house, staring at them in wait. Jaebum can’t figure out what the cat is waiting from them, but for some reason, he can’t shake the feeling that the feline wants to tell him something. But cats can’t talk.
“Oh, I see my darling cat brought in some visitors!” comes a wrinkly but soft voice hiding in the shadows and at once all three of them turn towards the sound of the voice. They see an old woman walk forward. She’s small in size, Jaebum thinks, almost like a child, a shawl is spread around her shoulders like a blanket and her white hair graces her head like a cotton cloud. She seems to be limping, carefully walking forward with a cane in one hand as the other hides beneath her clothes.
Jaebum thinks she doesn’t look at all like a witch. At least not like what he imagined a witch would look like. She looks like someone’s grandma.
She smiles at the three men before a cracking sound comes from her bones. “Oh, would anyone of you boys be a dear and help an old woman to her armchair?” she calls calmly. Sweetly as if talking to her grandson and Jackson is immediately moving.
“Yes, ma’am, of course...” he replies, lending her his hand to support herself and she smiles thankfully at him.
“Oh my, what a young gentleman you are...” she keens as Jackson safely helps her to her armchair and as she sits down, Jaebum observes as the cat slowly walks away to stand in front of the warmth of the fireplace.
The woman, seeing Jaebum wondering stare rushes to explain. “She never was a particularly loving cat that one. I’m just happy she’s safe and warm here...” she comments gently, waving her hand dismissively in the air. At once a cup of liquid appears in the air and the woman reaches her hand a bit forward to catch it. The three boys look at her in astonishment, not quite sure if what they’ve witnessed is real but none seems to know what to say.
The woman (or, Jaebum thinks, the witch) notices their stares just as she takes a sip. “Oh, I’m awfully sorry, do you want some tea as well?” she asks with a welcoming smile and that seems to wake everyone up.
“Uhm, no, madam, thank you,” Jinyoung replies before he gulps, still too awed to say anything else. He’s still trying to process everything.
The woman shrugs before taking another sip. “Sit,” she says, almost commanding and suddenly all three of them found themselves being seated on three wooden chairs. “I assume you three fine young gentlemen are here for the wishes?” she asks ingeniously, looking at the friends from above her tea. The steam of the beverage rises above the cup, towards her hair, giving her an otherworldly aura as if her white hair keeps moving along with the wind.
“How do you know that madam?” Jaebum questions suspiciously but the woman only chuckles at his naivety.
“Oh, please, why else would you be here?” she observes cleverly and Jaebum swallows his words because, well, she’s right.
He doesn’t know what else to say though. This is something he’s been thinking for the past few months, finding the witch and using the wish to find out about his father. But now the words won’t come out. They get stuck in his throat, suddenly this all expedition feels wrong and he can’t shake the feeling of uneasiness prickling at his bones.
“So which one of you will go first?” the woman asks sweetly.
When none of them answers, Jackson decides to speak up. “I guess that’s me,” he chuckles before dragging his chair forward to get closer to the woman. “There’s this girl from my high school and I was wondering...”
But Jaebum misses the rest of the conversation when he feels something against his leg. He looks down curiously to see the cat rubbing softly against his leg. Once again her eyes meet his and he’s certain that those aren’t just normal cat eyes. There’s something off about that cat, something telling him it isn’t just a simple cat.
Then with a graceful jump, she ends up on his lap, paws pressing against his legs as if preparing her bed. Then she curls upon him, her big, green eyes staring back at him, through him and he can’t tell if he’s losing his mind or not but it seems like the cat is trying to tell him something.
The woman’s shrill chuckle shakes Jaebum out of his thoughts as he finds the woman staring at the cat on his lap with an indecipherable look in her eyes.
“Seems she likes you...” she comments mysteriously, eyes boring holes through the cat that shifts uncomfortably on Jaebum’s legs. Jaebum senses an air of animosity towards the animal and when his eyes find the woman’s, he’s sure it’s not just his imagination.
“Seems like it, yeah,” he responds with a steady voice and a level gaze at the witch. She seems to be taken aback at his reply but she’s quick to replace her shocked expression with a calm, saccharine one.
Then she returns her attention back to Jackson’s wish and the cat seems to relax once more. Jaebum’s gaze falls to the animal on his lap once more, and once again she looks back. He can’t shake the feeling that...
That her eyes are human.
The cat nudges her head against his palm as if wanting to be petted and Jaebum would have done exactly that if he didn’t take notice of the name tag on the cat’s neck. His fingers reach for the metallic pendant, eyes wary, for some reason not wanting the witch to realise what he’s doing. But she seems too engrossed in Jackson’s story as he drags it out.
So with a bated breath, Jaebum turns around the pendant.
Y/N, it reads.
Confusion engulfs him. Where has he seen that name before?
After a few seconds, it hits him.
It’s the name of the girl that disappeared all these years ago.
His eyes widen and he gasps.
The sound gathers the witch’s attention on him again. “What’s wrong, dear?” she asks carefully but Jaebum can see the calculating glint in her eyes. The cat meows softly on his lap, in a warning.
“I, uh, nothing, nothing, I just...” he gulps, struggling to find something to appease the witch without raising her suspicions. “Ah, the cat, she accidentally scratched me...” he responds swiftly, hoping that’ll be enough.
The witch looks at him suspiciously but doesn’t say anything else on the matter. “And you?”
Jaebum’s eyebrows scrunch in confusion. “I’m sorry?”
The witch smiles. “What’s your wish?”
Jaebum freezes. He knows what his wish is. He knows what he came here for and yet his eyes fall back into the cat. Or rather, you. The girl that disappeared all those years ago at the age of 18, at his age and suddenly none of it feels right.
He doesn’t know what to wish for.
“I, uhm...” he begins unsure, but then his eyes rest on the space above the fireplace. Where a brown, leather book stands and immediately he remembers a passage from the book currently hiding in his bag.
There’s a book rumoured to exist. A book that contains numerous spells the witch uses but also the spell to rid the witch of her powers so she can no longer hurt anyone. A book bound in leather and spells, containing such evil and darkness within but also the salvation for anyone under the witch’s influence. The book’s never been found.
Jaebum bets his walkman that’s said book.
He quickly returns his stare at the cat, for if he wants to be successful he must show no sign of interest in the book.
“I want the cat,” he finally replies, raising his proud stare to look at the witch. Jackson and Jinyoung look at Jaebum as if he’s gone mad and yet the witch’s expression hasn’t changed. She stares stoically at Jaebum, face not at all revealing any of her thoughts and yet there’s a storm brewing in her grey eyes that glint almost silver.
“I’m afraid I can’t do that,” she finally replies. But her voice is different. It’s low, grave and threatening almost like a growl and Jaebum can feel prickles of fear on his skin.
Yet he perseveres.
“Why not?” he raises his chin up defiantly and he can see the old woman fuming. Good, that means it’s working.
“Because!” she yells suddenly, losing her composure for a second. But then she schools her face back into that sweet expression, that one that now seems to Jaebum sickeningly sweet.
“Because she’s my only companion here. It can be very, very lonely being alone in the woods. I’m sure you wouldn’t wish that for anyone, now would you?” she stares intensely at him and Jaebum can understand that it’s a threat.
So he sighs heavily as if he’s disappointed. “I guess you’re right madam. But I really liked this one...” he complains, waiting for the witch’s reaction.
The woman sighs. “I can’t give you the cat, but I can give you anything else you ask for...” she makes a promise, hoping the promise of something grander will draw him away from the cat but what she doesn’t know is that Jaebum wants exactly that.
“Anything...?” he asks innocently and once it seems like he got the bait the witch smiles victoriously.
“Anything! A witch’s promise is a deal! I will give you anything you ask of me, this I swear!” she proclaims and at once a slight breeze flies through the room even if all the windows and doors are sealed. It’s her magic, taking effect once her promise was out in the wind and now she really has to do anything he asks of her.
And that’s exactly what he wants.
He points to the book. “I want that.”
Once her gaze falls to the item, her face pales. The once sweet smile is wiped off her face, instead a scowl appearing in its place. Her hair begins moving once again as if enchanted and she stands up from her armchair, not needing anyone’s help anymore.
The three boys look at her in horror as her figure elongates and her skin darkens, bones and limbs growing longer and slimmer, resembling branches of a tree. Her fingernails grow, darkening as her fingers crack and turn in weird angles and her feet drag across the floor, the sound like nails on a chalkboard. Her shawl falls off to the floor forgotten, and the white in her eyes disappears completely, now being an electric silver as if seeing lightning. Her face pulls down as if someone is dragging the skin down but her movements don’t stop.
The boys hiss, covering their ears as the cat begins yowling at the witch, ears drown back as her back hunches in alarm but the witch pays them no mind. Her long, bony fingers wrap around the book and she slowly turns around towards Jaebum. Then she moves again forwards as if she’s floating on the air and with heavy movements, she passes Jaebum the book.
Jaebum watches the exchange in alarm, a wicked grin covering the witch’s face from ear to ear, abnormally stretched and revealing the insides of her rotten mouth.
“I’m only giving this to you boy because I have to. You can use it for only one spell and if I find out that you tried to steal it from me, or use it to harm me and my way of living, there won’t be any of you left to tell the story...” her voice is low and deadly, like a whisper as it makes the fine hair on Jaebum arms rise. He swallows nervously, accepting the book with a nod of his head.
“Thank you, madam, I promise I’ll return the book as soon as I use my spell, this I promise!” he repeats the incantation the witch have said before, not because it will take effect, after all, there’s no magic in him, but because he hopes it shows a level of respect towards the witch in front of him.
The witch looks at him for a second, still looming over him in all her wickedness and then she’s back to how she was before; a charming old lady needing some company.
The three boys blink in surprise at the sudden transition but before they get to say anything else, the air around them feels like it’s shrinking and them with it. Like someone is sucking away the contents of the room at the other end, from where they came from. The cat jumps off him, staring at him one last time as Jaebum feels something pulling him backwards and the last thing they see before being dropped out of the cave is the witch’s evil smile.
Suddenly the three of them are outside in the woods again, in front of the cave that now seems normal once more. Jaebum shakes off the leaves from him before he opens up the book and begins searching frantically.
“Jaebum what in the world are you doing?!” Jinyoung yells once he’s up again, approaching him with enraged steps as Jaebum reads quickly page after page.
Jackson is quick to agree with Jinyoung. “Yeah, man what the hell was that? Did you really want a cat from the witch? We could get you one from the mall!”
“Can you just stop talking for a second, I need to find the spell...” he mumbles, irritated by his friends’ interference but they don’t seem too keen on listening to him.
“No, we can’t until you explain to us what in the fudge was that!” Jinyoung insists, voice strict and commanding and Jaebum takes a breath.
“The cat was not a cat, she’s a girl that disappeared when the witch was still alive and this book contains the spell that strips the witch of her magic and I have to find it before she realizes what I’m about to do!” Jaebum grits through his teeth as he turns page after page, searching for the correct spell.
Jinyoung’s left staring at him speechless and at least he’s not bothering anymore as he searches for the spell.
Jackson is the first to react. “Wait, Jaebum, are you sure? How could you tell, I mean, come on, that cat couldn’t be a human-”
“Yeah and at the beginning of this trip you didn’t believe we’d find the witch but look at us now,” he replies swiftly as his eyes run down the pages until-.
He found it.
I seek to rid someone of power
I seek to find the truth behind
I seek to burn the evil cower
The undeserving to unbind
And he begins chanting it out loud. From what he knows he must certainly recount it at least three times before it takes effect.
Jinyoung and Jackson stare at him in shock, not quite sure what to do but as Jaebum begins chanting for the third time, the cave starts to shake.
He stops only for a second before he begins chanting again. A wind picks up between the trees, howling and whistling in anger as the branches dive down to search for the one recounting the spell. But Jaebum doesn’t deter, he chants louder and louder, the wind now almost taking the book out of his hands but he knows the spell by heart by now.
He chants and chants and the cave doesn’t stop shaking and then a shrill screams echoes through its depths, sharp and horrifying and blood curdling before a black shadow comes rushing through from inside the cave. The scream gets louder as the shadow approaches and once it’s out it dissipates with a loud bang, finally disappearing through the air and the scream fades away.
The cave stops shaking and the wind stops.
And then as Jaebum stares at his hands the book turns to dust and disappears as well.
His two friends are left staring at him in shock. They don’t know what to do or say and honestly Jaebum doesn’t either.
But then a cough sounds from inside the cave. A female one.
Jaebum turns his head towards the hollow only to see a young girl, you, walking out. You cough into your hand as the smoke around you dissipates, your long hair unruly and messy, dressed in a white blouse, a black-laced vest and a brown peasant skirt.
You are the girl that disappeared hundreds of years ago and yet you’re still alive.
Jaebum is frozen in his spot, staring at you and too afraid to move. For some reason, fearing that if he’d move you’d disappear.
Only when you stumble on a tree root, he jolts back to awareness and rushes to help you.
He grabs you by the arm to stabilize you as you seem to not have found your footing just yet.
“Are you okay?” he asks quickly, not knowing you one bit but wanting to make sure you’re alright.
You turn to look at him and once your eyes meet, he knows it was you. That it wasn’t all just in his head.
You nod your head, tears prickling at your eyes from the smoke. “Yes, I think I am...” comes out your rough voice, probably from not speaking for 300 years. Then you turn to look at Jinyoung and Jackson, admittedly a bit bewildered by their clothing but you’re well aware that it’s been hundreds of years since your time and things were bound to change.
You swallow nervously, your throat closing up. “Thank you...” you say softly, “for saving me...” you add as you turn to look at the man holding you up. Truth is he’s quite handsome, sending a reddening blush to your cheeks but you chastise yourself. You shouldn’t feel that way for a strange man. Maybe he’s betrothed and that would be improper.
Jaebum swallows the nervousness that arises in him when he meets your eyes. “No problem... Y/N, right?” he asks just to make sure.
You nod at him as you softly remove your hand from his, now that you feel like you can walk again. “And you are?”
Jaebum face falls just a bit but he’s quick to hide it. “I’m Jaebum, and this is Jinyoung and Jackson,” he responds instead, pointing at his friends.
You turn around to greet them when the one called Jinyoung steps in front of you with wide eyes. You gasp, taking you by surprise and you take a step back, suddenly too overwhelmed with the man’s proximity.
“Are you really the girl that disappeared?” he asks in wonderment and you realize that he doesn’t seem hostile. Only curious.
“Yes. I realized that around the time the witch started granting people’s wishes, a lot of women from my village started losing their unborn children. Once I realized it was the witch’s fault, she turned me into a cat and I could never leave her sight,” you reply softly, eyes downcast as you barely remember pieces of your previous life.
“Until we came along...” says the other boy named Jackson with a boyish grin in an attempt to cheer you up and, indeed, it draws a smile on your lips as you agree with him.
The other boy, Jaebum, coughs into his hands and you turn to look at him curiously. “So, uhm... Do you have a place to stay?” he says but he quickly slaps himself in the forehead.
Of course she doesn’t you airhead!
Your eyes widen with the realization, that no, you do not. How are you supposed to survive in a place that you don’t know anyone and in a time that’s not your own?
“You can stay with one of us! I’m sure our parents won’t mind!” Jackson rushes to say, a helpful smile on his lips and you look at him bewildered.
“Oh, no, I couldn’t ask that of you, you already did so much...” you reply, feeling overwhelmed by their offer.
“It’s no problem, really! And we can teach you all you need to know about this time so you’ll adjust!” Jinyoung adds on and the truth is it doesn’t sound like such a bad idea.
“Of course we understand if you feel uncomfortable with that...” Jaebum is quick to say, obviously the only one that realized you might be wary of the idea because they’re all men.
The other two guys exclaim in realization as they agree.
“Well, in that case, I think you’d be better off living with Jaebum. He has a little sister and his mother would probably beat up anyone that tried to hurt you...”Jinyoung chuckles at his joke but Jaebum only seems to fluster with the attention.
“It’s true...” he admits nervously, “My mother is kind of a tough cookie...”
But when he sees your face of confusion he rushes to explain. “It means she’s strong. And she always takes care of us,” he admits out loud and seeing your eyes twinkle in wonderment he realizes it was the right thing to say.
You ponder on it for a second before you turn to them again. Ready for your answer.
“It would be lovely if I could stay for a few nights until I get my bearings. If your mother agrees of course...” you conclude with a shy smile and Jaebum feels himself smile as well.
“I’m sure she won’t mind,” he replies, for once certain he made the right choice.
His gaze darkened, as your hips keep thrusting. He lay here, on the bed, his hands behind his head, smirking at you nonchalantly. When he suddenly bucked his hips upward, you felt him so deeply buried inside of you. You couldn’t help but tightened your grasp, your warmth wrapped him. He chuckled at your whimpers.
He knows. He knows that even if you were currently on top of him, your body and your soul would be still submissive to him. He owns you.
Seeing your hips slowing the pace out of exhaustion, he sat up and grabbed your waist.
He held you tightly as his hips thrusted upward. He knows how you love when his hands grab your waist so tightly, that it can leave some marks afterward. But you don’t care about the afterward, all your mind can think of was his merciless pounding.
Your arms encircled his neck as you pressed your lips against his. His tongue slides inside your mouth and searched for yours. You separated reluctantly from his lips to take a breath, but when the pace of his thrusts quickened you whimpered. « Jae, wait, I can’t... »
As his right arm stayed around your waist, his left hand tried to cup your cheek. He pushed your head so his forehead touched yours. « Of course, you can baby, come on. » You felt your inside twitching as his pace became sloppy. You were close, so fucking close.
« You can take it. » He kept ramming against your core. He kissed harshly when you both reached your climax, as your mind went blank.
When he broke the kiss, he kept his forehead against yours, as his nose rubbed yours affectionately. You chuckled. He raised his eyebrow. « What ? »
You kept a smile, amused by his confused face, because you knew that even if he owned your ass especially in bed, he was also yours.
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THERE YOU GO @jinyoungmoans. I don’t know if I should be satisfied or exhausted... or both. Anyway, see you in hell, love.
Hi, can you write sexual boyfriend Jaebum got7? Tnx
The dommiest of dom daddies.
Jaebum is a hard dom. Jaebum is the epitome of a hard dom. Look up the definition of a sexually dominant person and his picture will be staring back at you telling you to get into position on the bed. His sexy exterior paired with his sensual voice will have you submitting easily.
Jaebum is semi-kinky. Rather than have an arsenal of kinks, he has a handful that are tried and true to his and your passions. He knows what you like and he will incorporate them into his so you both have mutual satisfaction between the sheets. He is, however, down to experiment within reason.
Jaebum is into being your daddy. Call him daddy and you’re in for a good time. Don’t call him daddy and he is in for a good time. He loves when you submit and are pliant to his every whim. Punishments and rewards are staples in your sexual relationship with him.
Jaebum is in tune with your body. Jaebum learned how to read all your signs very quickly (see: Defsoul’s “Deeper”). He knows when you are firey and needy, but he also knows when you're in the mood to just cuddle. You’re an open book to him and he loves the fact that you can ready him just as easily.
Jaebum will not give up control. You can beg and you can plead, but good luck trying to get him to give up power in the bedroom. He will only relent when it is a special occasion like your birthday, but even then he fights the urge to fuck you vigorously into the mattress.
Jaebum will want you to be vocal. He wants you to scream and moan his name, but he also wants you to tell him what feels good and what doesn’t feel good. There is something so sexy about you asking him to change his pace or position, his favorite words being “harder” and “faster.”
Jaebum will treat you like a queen after. Jaebum, the daddy extraordinaire, will wreck you in between the sheets. Therefore his aftercare is careful and full of tenderness. Baths, massages, and gentle caresses are all the staples of his aftercare. As long as you end up cuddled on his chest he is content.
