summary . . . your boyfriend is tasked with petsitting your cat while you're gone.
genre fluff , crack fake texts , established relationship , ot5 nomad x reader cw cat inflicted injuries lol , but no warnings rly request no note i love cats my cat slept on me for so long today and literally just got back on my lap as i typed this SKDJKS I CANT MY CAT IS SO CUTE net @kstrucknet @chrimatanet
genre. fluff.
warnings. possibly a tiny bit suggestive cause there's a lot of neck kisses.
pairing. fiancé!one x fem!reader.
wc. 709.
request. requested by @eternalgyu: he would love for u to buy him necklaces like he looks so hawt... and he'd buy u ones aswell and this man would literally not leave ur neck alone starting kissing ur neck as he puts it on u...
a/n. the jiwon necklace brainrot is so real chat like this man is always wearing like 5 necklaces HES SKDJKSD
There weren't many constants in the world. The things that you were sure would never change were few and far between amidst the rapidly adapting world. But your fiancé always adorning a necklace to complete his outfit was one of those things that you could rely on no matter what. It didn't matter if he was dressing up or down; going on a date or staying in, he always had a necklace to decorate his neck.
You were obsessed with it. Obsessed with how inviting his neck looked, how his breath hitched when you placed kisses above the necklaces. You could rarely get him flustered, but when you kissed his neck was one sure exception. It drove him absolutely crazy.
You bought him new necklaces whenever you saw one that you thought would look good on him, but recently he had gotten into the habit of buying you some as well. Once his collection had gotten big enough, you started to abandon your own necklaces and reach for his instead. You liked having something of his that you could wear since he had a limited amount of hoodies, and the way the pearly beads and fancy gemstones rested on the top of your sternum somehow looked better than your necklaces.
You were getting ready for a date night in the bathroom, doing your hair carefully in front of the mirror. It had been a while since you were able to spend an entire night with Jiwon, and you were excited to have a chance to be in each other's company for hours. He had made dinner reservations and told you to look your best, but nothing else about the plans for tonight. You were sure he had something romantic planned, though. He always did.
You did light makeup and picked out a strapless dress, since it was your dressiest option in your closet. You had just clipped up the first section of your hair when Jiwon poked his head through the doorway. You watched his eyes survey your frame— adoring the outfit and the makeup, but mostly just you.
“You look beautiful.” He commented, walking behind you and wrapping his arms around your waist. You looked at your reflection, smiling at how perfect Jiwon looked by your side. You suppose that it was one of the many reasons why you wanted to marry him. You couldn’t imagine yourself next to anyone else.
You laced your fingers with his holding your waist, feeling the callouses and warmth of his fingertips against yours. As he closed his eyes and relaxed into you, the scent of your perfume reached his nose and filled all of his senses, intoxicating and dizzying. He straightened after a second, stopping himself from getting distracted by how pleasant you smelled and how pretty you looked. He had the entire night to enjoy your face.
“Your outfit is missing something.” He started, and reached behind his head to unclasp one of the pearl necklaces he was wearing. He slipped it off and wrapped it around your neck instead. His fingers were gentle on your skin, only feather light touches as he secured the necklace.
Your eyes were trained on him in the mirror, watching silently as he adjusted the necklace and his lips drew closer to your neck. You tilted your head to give him more access, eyes falling closed once you felt his soft lips on your skin. He didn’t stop with just one, his lips seeking out every inch of your neck, peppering sweet kisses all over. You would gladly let him continue for however long he wanted— hours, if he so pleased. But a glance at the clock told you that it was almost time for your dinner reservation, and you still hadn’t left the bathroom.
“Jiwon…” You warned, breathing out steadily before you got too distracted by his lips.
“They won’t mind if we’re 5 minutes late.” He whispered. Although you were sure that they would mind if you were 5 minutes late and would probably give your reservation to someone else, Jiwon’s lips pressing against your neck again made you helpless to any other protest. Your fiancé was determined to kiss you, and, after all, it was your fault for wearing a strapless dress.
