The finale! While it isn't necessary to read the previous parts to understand the plot, it helps you understand the couple's journey. if you want to, you can read parts 1 & 2 here! Annnddd if you want their origin story, check out Burning Film!
Author’s Note: Well, that’s all for this series, folks! Let me know down below or in my always open inbox what you think! I was nervous to try a series, but this trio of prompts just works too well to be separate drabbles! Thanks always for the love and have a great weekend! I’ll be working on a couple more stories and making a list of who and what I will write so stay tuned! <3
Pairing: Jinny’s Kitchen era bf!Tae x oc!Nari.
Rating: 16+
Genre:, fluff, established relationship, series, coworker relationship
Word Count: 2,199
Warnings: none; just have tissues ready because this couple is too cute! Slight mentions of smut but nothing happens
After a week in Bacalar, Jinny’s Kitchen has created quite a reputation for itself, and word has spread that you'll be leaving tomorrow.
These factors have resulted in the busiest day yet! At day’s end, you find out that the sales were pushing $20,000; that explains the blisters on your feet.
Once everything was closed and packed up for the final time, you all had to prep it to be transported. On top of that, you had to ensure all your belongings were accounted for and set out your outfit for the flight home. You’d be damned to wake up ANY earlier than required.
Awaking on top of your comforter, unsure how you got there, you check your phone to see that your boyfriend has sent you a good night message along with an explanation as follows:
“Annyeong jagiya, you passed out not even 5 minutes into me driving, so I brought everyone else back, and then I dropped you off. I knew you wouldn’t want to dirty your sheets, which is why you are on top of your bedding. I hope you get some rest and I’ll see you tomorrow
Saranghae, Your TaeTae”
You grin at how thoughtful this man is, and your heart swells with affection for him, warming you from head to toe. While snuggling into bed is tempting, you know that today, of all days, it would be a sin not to shower first.
You decide to pamper yourself and take your time shaving, moisturizing, and doing your full skincare routine before shuffling to bed and sighing contentedly into your cool sheets.
There is just one problem: you aren’t tired the least bit. You toss, turn, and try all your usual tricks to fall asleep, but nothing works.
Feeling sentimental, you pull on a hoodie over your pajamas and head over to the communal house one last time.
Typically, you never are this emotional, but the fact that you thought you would be apart from your Tae for this song brings tears to your eyes in gratefulness for the manager’s last-minute plan. Returning from poolside reminiscing, you hear a clattering, and your anxiety skyrockets!
Did someone break in while you were outside? Was there a rat? You pull a chair from outside in and raise it, ready to deal critical damage, when you see the origin of the sounds: your boyfriend.
After heavily exhaling in relief, you lightly punch him on the shoulder, “Aish pabo, what are you doing here?!” He just cocks an eyebrow, “I could ask you the same thing, which makes you a pabo, too, yeah?”.
You roll your eyes and defend yourself, “ I just couldn’t sleep and wanted to see this place one more time. What’s your excuse?”
A slight blush crosses his features, and he tries to claim the same reason, but you see right through it; “Kim Taehyung, do not lie to me. If that were true, you wouldn’t be clattering around the kitchen. The truth, now, please.”
Rubbing the back of his neck in the embarrassment of being caught, he admits, “Okay, Nari-ah, you caught me. I was hungry and had a craving for black bean noodles, so I came here, but it looks like they packed it all up already. The clattering you heard was me rummaging through everything to see if they had misplaced it or something. Happy now?”.
You cannot help but cackle, which only causes your hungry boy to pout. “They didn’t misplace it, jagi; you ate them all.” His eyes widened in shock and horror, “b...but when we got here, there were like 12 packs. There’s no way.”
You simply nod and smile warmly at him. “We all partook, but there were a few nights you were extra hungry or tipsy and wanted noodles with your tequila.”
He slumps down onto one of the chairs by the kitchen island, looking defeated, “Oh, I am the true pabo then. I just couldn’t sleep and thought that would help, but oh well.”
You sit on his right thigh and cup his face kissing him sweetly, “Well, for what it’s worth, you’re my true pabo, and I love you as you are.”
Grinning as he kisses you back, hand guiding the back of your head closer, he abruptly pulls away. Lifting you as he gets up and places you on the seat instead, he heads toward the door.
“Um, what are you doing, Tae?”. “Well, I figured since we are both night owls, we might as well have a snack, yeah? Stay here, and I’m going to grab snacks from the closest store.”
You find it odd because why not just take you with him and go back to the hotel, but you decide just to nod your head knowing that determined look on his face.
It takes about a half hour for him to return, but he does so with more energy than you’ve seen in over a week. Wordlessly, he picks you up and places you in the car; as he buckles your seatbelt for you, you place a hand over his. “Jagi, where are the snacks? Why am I in the car?”
He kisses your nose and says, “Don’t worry, babe, I got you. Just trust me.”
Ignoring the fact that neither of your questions got answered upon feeling the butterflies in your stomach flutter over him being this close to you and how secure you are with him, you grin and giggle, giving him a wink.
As you head down the road, you notice it looks a lot like the route to the restaurant. There’s a reason for that: it is.
Tae parks the car, sees your confused expression, places a finger to his lips, and goes around the car to take your hand and lead you with his other hand covering your eyes.
You smell vanilla and start to open your mouth to question what on earth he has done when he whispers into your ear, “Please just wait, jagiya, it’s a surprise.”
Once he has led you up the stairs, he instructs you to keep your eyes closed until he says otherwise, which you comply with.
After the longest 10 seconds of your life, you are allowed to open your eyes, and what a sight! Candles on every flat surface and there’s the softest array of thick comforters, blankets, and pillows where the chairs were just a few hours ago. All of that is second best to the view in front of you.
Your boyfriend is on one knee with the ring he knows you have been drooling over since he has known you and bought it even before being yours officially.
He isn’t sure whether it was his way of trying to manifest or just being sure that you got what you wanted, whether that was ever him or not.
Tears start to well up in your eyes again as you fully take in the scene and start to open your mouth to say, “I do,” but not before Tae puts up a hand to halt your action. He clears his throat, takes a deep breath, then says
“Nari, my life has been permanently altered for the better since you came into my life. The day we fell in the field, I knew you were special. I instantly fell for you but doubted you felt the same way, so I didn’t say anything until I almost lost you. I realized that day that strictly friendship was not an option. The idea of anyone else claiming they know you as well as I do got my mind blurry with rage. I bought this the first week I knew you once I saw how your eyes shone more dazzling than this jewel upon seeing it. I know it may be too soon, but I will wait my entire life for you jagiya. Nobody else will ever be able to compare to my brightest star. So, I humbly ask you, will you spend the rest of your life with me? Will you marry me, Nari-ah?”
Falling to your knees with tears streaming down your face as you wrap your arms around his neck, you look into his eyes with your forehead on his and mutter out, “Of course, I will, my prince!” in between ecstatic sobs.
You sit back on your knees as he points out every detail and, finally, the inscription saying, “My Star.” He then affixes the ring to your finger, and you admire it for a moment, then hug him with such force that he falls onto his back, holding you tightly with him.
You are both giggling with relief and how surreal this has all been for what feels like an hour, but it was only about 10 minutes. Once you have both caught your breath, you prop yourself up on his chest with the flames of the candles shimmering in the gem on your finger and ask, “How did you do all of this so quickly? What made you do this now? What if I hadn’t been at the house too?”
He explains that he had packed all of this stuff so you wouldn’t find it while he was gone because he wanted to propose once he got home, but once you showed up, his plan was seemingly at risk.
Upon seeing you at the house, the secondary plan was formulated in his mind. If you hadn’t been there, he would’ve brought everything back home and continued with his original plan.
For the next two hours, you both reminisce on all the last few months' memories and reflect on fate's craftiness. If either of you had been in another place that day in the field, he might have never met the love of his life, and you never landed your dream job.
After resting in his protective embrace, staring up at the stars through the glass ceiling, you finally feel at complete peace and are about to doze off. He notices this and points up, “Jagiya, what do you think of the view?”
You slightly shake yourself more conscious and answer, “I adore it! We can never see the stars this clearly at home.” Your brat mode kicks in, and you question him, “Do you see the stars now, or are you still blind?” (referencing his line in Airplane pt. 2).
He just smirks and shakes his head, “Aish, just wait until we are home. I’ll give you the attitude adjustment of your life. Especially now that you are officially mine forever, expect the events of the other day in the kitchen times 10, my good girl.”
Successfully rendering you speechless, he answers your query, “As for the stars, I barely notice them. You are the brightest star in my life and outshine the entire galaxy one-hundred-fold, my Nari Starry.”
You nuzzle into his chest, and he feels you smile against him, wishing he could freeze this moment forever. But not completely, as he cannot wait to see what the rest of his life with you will entail.
He can’t wait to tell the rest of the crew since they’ve known about his plan for weeks and have had to play it cool but have been rooting for you since you met them a month or so ago.
Feeling you drift off, he slightly nudges you awake and picks you up to place you in the car while he resets the dining room and packs the car with the enchanted scene.
He returns to your hotel room and decides he will get your car tomorrow. For now, he craves nothing more than to be snuggled up to his new fiancé.
As he settles in next to you, he kisses your temple tenderly and wraps his arm around your waist, placing his hand over yours. A few seconds pass, and he swears he just heard you giggle. Leaning in closer, he whispers, “Jagiya, are you dreaming?”
You squeak in surprise, thinking he was fast asleep, and try to ignore him and act asleep, but he knows you too well. He leans over your face and sees the huge smile on your face, poking your cheek and making you break character.
You roll onto your back, cackling, and this poor sleep-deprived boy is so confused, wondering if she should be worried about you or not.
You see his expression, assure him that you are fine, and settle yourself down, “I just have one question, jagi.” “Yes? What is it, my love?” “Since I am your fiancé now, does that mean I am promoted?” you burst into a giggle fit again, causing him to cock an eyebrow amusedly while nodding. “I guess you can say that my silly goose, but in Jinny’s Kitchen, you are still the greenest intern.”
Deeply chuckling, you shut him up, peppering his face with kisses until he grabs your chin and kisses you until you both nod off and pay no mind to the alarms that will be going off in about 3 hours.
Nothing could make tonight not worth it, and neither of you have ever been more thankful for anything than for the second wind that kickstarted the second half of your lives together.
Author’s Note: Yes, I know the series was over by the summer, but in my Oc Nari au, it sounded better in the summer, lol. Let me know what y’all think, and get ready for the next 2 parts!
Summary: Summer is fast approaching, and your relationship with Tae has felt like a walk in dreamland so far! Naturally, neither of you is thrilled about the prospect of him leaving for Mexico to film a new show because it means being apart, but you are happy for him and promise to call him every night! But will that be necessary?
Pairing: Jinny’s Kitchen era bf!Tae x oc!Nari. Mentions of the rest of Jinny’s crew but nothing romantic happens.
Rating: Mild (some teasing but nothing explicit)
Genre: slight angst, fluff, established relationship, series
Word Count: 1,570
Warnings: none really, besides separation anxiety and Tae being a little shit, haha
It is the middle of May, and the past 3 months of being the girlfriend of your stranger who turned into the love of your life, Kim Taehyung, has been absolute bliss.
While both of your schedules keep you more than occupied, he always makes time for you, and you relish being able to openly claim him as yours while seeing Jocelyn flounce amongst young bachelors like a dying fish every other week.
Something has seemed off with your boyfriend for the past couple of weeks. You are unable to pinpoint what is different, but his energy has definitely been altered by something.
He reassures you that he is fine and that you did nothing, even swearing it on Yeontan! Still, you know him better than he realizes and that doesn’t tame the worry in your heart.
The next week, you finally get the answer you have been asking for: he is leaving in 3 days to film a show in Mexico. How did you get this information from your guarded teddy bear? Tequila.
He had told you he was going to hang out with his friends Jung Yumi, Choi Wooshik, and Park Seo Joon after the gym and to not wait up as it had been a long time since he had seen them.
Well, you obviously didn’t listen and stayed up until he got home to make sure everything was all right and to sneak in a “hey” to his friends as they dropped him off after partaking in too many shots.
The second he plopped onto the couch, the waterworks started. Between sobs, he choked out the news that he feels like his life with you has just started.
He doesn’t want to leave you, but his manager already said that you couldn’t tag along but were more than welcome to visit him the last couple of days.
You sit there in a daze, rubbing his back while he cries into your shoulder and can’t believe that he has kept this from you. While you understand his reasoning, he knows about your separation anxiety.
You prefer to have a hefty heads-up before these types of things so you can slowly adjust. You’ll barely be past the depression about him leaving by the time he leaves.
Despite your annoyance at his strategy of information release, you do your best to postpone the depression and enjoy the next few days, helping him prepare and have as much fun as possible.
You know this is barely easier for him, and he has apologized profusely for not telling you sooner.
The day arrives for his departure, and you bring him to the airport and wish him and his friends safe travels with bleary eyes and continual “I love you’s” being exchanged between you.
You get home and cuddle up with Yeontan on the couch, feeling exhausted. Your emotions finally take over about 15 minutes later, and the waterworks are in full effect.
A while later, Tae shoots you a text that they have a brief layover before the next flight and that he already misses you and will call you as soon as he gets settled.
This only intensifies the tears, and it takes a miracle for you to settle down enough to pick up the phone about 5 minutes later when you see his manager calling your phone.
You answer immediately, asking if everything is okay, and he even further reassures you that they are fine and that he is about to tell you something confidential, not even to tell your boyfriend.
He apologized for saying that you couldn’t tag along before, but the decision wasn’t final yet. Your eyebrows are about to merge into one from being confusingly scrunched so much.
He explains that you will be leaving in 2 days to meet them in Mexico. A couple of episodes will already be shot, but he wants to surprise Tae (and the viewers) by having you join the crew.
He has already made accommodations for your heat sensitivity in advance, and everyone loves your relationship’s chemistry, so it would be an honor for you to guest star.
You think for a moment but decide not to live in fear and what if, and you agree! It is exceedingly difficult not to tell Tae the news when he calls that night, being the most pitiful puppy missing you so much and being homesick, but you can’t wait to see the look on his face when you spawn on set.
You arrive in Mexico a few days later at a nearby hotel so maintain the surprise and are given instructions on where to go, when, and given the Jinny’s Kitchen uniform.
It is tricky to Facetime Tae that night as you must make it look like you aren’t in the same time zone.
Luckily, he is exhausted, doesn’t suspect anything, and doesn’t even make a fuss about you ending the call earlier than usual because “you have an early photoshoot.”
You drift off to sleep with the biggest grin on your face, knowing you get to be reunited with your boyfriend way ahead of schedule.
Bright and early the next morning, you arrive at the set, and the moment his eyes meet yours, he runs toward you like an excited puppy, lifts you, spins you around, and showers you with kisses until you both need oxygen.
Everyone on set can tell how much his energy shifts now that you are around and are impressed with your acting debut and how professional you are both being.
The viewers already know that you are together, but you both have jobs to do and can’t play around like when you cook at home.
After the first couple of days, he isn’t used to you in a negative way, but his cheeky side is peeking through now that the shock of you being there has lessened.
As the crew is doing the pre-shift interviews as all of you get ready for the day, he says, “Oh well, I am definitely not the intern now that Nari is here. I’ve been running this for 2-3 days before she got here. Don’t worry, I’ll make sure that is cleared up.” He says with a sly grin.
This remark is because the day before, you had gotten playfully sassy when he was trying to show you how to do something. Your reply was, “Um, I’m sorry. I’m the chef at home, so I think I can handle myself just fine, pretty boy; go check on the table 4.” giggling as he walked away.
The workday starts, and Tae calls a team meeting, shocking the older members with his boldness. Once everyone is gathered, he brings up an issue with his boss, Seo Jin. “Hyung, now that Nari is here, I think that we need to reconfigure the hierarchy of this establishment.”
You sit in the corner and roll your eyes only for a moment before they bug out of your head as the older man agrees with Tae. As Wooshik arrived a day before you, that makes you the true intern and the one with the least authority.
The whole time Seo Jin is explaining this amongst the other's discussion, you are glaring at your boyfriend while he has his tongue poking the inside of his cheek the whole time, looking the cockiest he has in a hot minute. Which is highly arousing. You won’t lie, but you are still annoyed.
You head to the back and start to gather the equipment the team will need to prep the snack foods of the day; Tae follows you with the excuse that nobody can make better rice than him so that he will start it.
Despite his attempts to show affection or joke around, you ignore him, fighting a smile because he is just your goofball boy that you are madly in love with and aren’t upset.
Dropping off the tools to Yumi and Seo Joon first, you return to the kitchen for the remaining items needed for the day. Chuckling to yourself about the events of the day so far, you get spun around and pinned to the fridge in a split second.
Tae has both of your hands in one of his above your head, and his other hand caresses your cheek, “Oh jagiya, now it’s official that you must listen to me. But that won’t be a problem; we both know how well you take instruction from me, right?”
With a smirk at your speechlessness, he gives you quick pecks on the forehead, nose, cheeks, and lips and turns to assist the others in prepping the food.
You remain frozen with heat pooling in your stomach for the next several seconds before Yumi comes to gather veggies from the fridge for the rolls.
Noticing your wide eyes, still leaning up against the fridge, she asks, “Nari, are you all right? You hadn’t been seen in a while.” Returning to Earth, you nod, saying, “Sorry, there were a few dishes, then I got overheated, so I just leaned against here a moment.” She nods with a smile, “Glad you are feeling better; we all get hot and bothered in a kitchen, so do what you need to, yeah?”
As she walks away, you grin, knowing the real reason you were back there, and mumble to yourself, “You can say that again.”
Author’s Note: We are halfway through lovelies! What do y’all think so far? 👀👀👀
Summary: It is currently day 3 of you joining Jinny’s crew and the busiest day yet! Thinking you are alone while the others grab staff lunch, you goof around, but a surprise awaits to fuel you for the second half of your shift.
Pairing: Jinny’s Kitchen era bf!Tae x oc!Nari. Mentions of the rest of Jinny’s crew, but nothing romantic happens.
Rating: 18+
Genre: smut, fluff, established relationship, series, coworker relationship
It has been 3 days since you flew to Mexico to surprise Tae by joining Jinny’s Kitchen crew, and it has been hectic, warm, and a completely new experience for all of you. Despite not always being a fan of management or bugs, it has been a fun bonding experience.
Today has been the restaurant’s busiest so far and you have only just survived the first shift! Seeing everyone looking battered and beaten, Seo Jin has issued a challenge.
If the restaurant can break $12,000 for the day by closing time, he will allow a free day tomorrow for recuperation and team building.
Now, the thought of a day off entices all of you, of course, but the thought of making double the income of yesterday has your collective knees going weak and a nauseating feeling in the pit of your stomach.
You are in the back finishing up dishes when you hear the rest of the members file out to grab staff lunch from a neighboring restaurant. You breathe a sigh of relief as you will get a respite from their lovingly crazy antics.
You go to use the restroom after, but it is locked. It must be a cameraman, you think to yourself and shrug. You will take a load off and sit at a table in the dining area. Feeling goofy, sleep-deprived, and starving, you grab an apron off the wall.
Just letting it rest around your neck, not wanting to be restricted by tying it, you sit back down and pretend like you are a customer and over-enthusiastically say, “Oh goodness, this place is so cute, and I can’t wait to try the food here!”.
As your eyes are closed from laughing so hard, you hear a familiar voice, “If you want to try the food here, then you need a menu, miss.” Your eyes shoot open, and you look up to see your boyfriend grinning at having caught your little act.
“Aish jagi, you scared me! I thought you went with the others?” you exclaim while giving him a light punch on the shoulder.
He just chuckles in response and says, “Who did you think was in the bathroom? Perro? Bwahahahah!”. (Perro is a stray dog that has become the restaurant’s mascot).
You slump down in your chair, crossing your arms and pouting, “Well, it could’ve been a cameraman or other member of staff, y’know...”
A small smile crosses his face, and he pats the top of your head. “True enough, Nari, now don’t pout.” You shrug in agreement as he places a light kiss on your cheek.
Snapping back into actor mode, he approaches the table in Tata mic and places a piece of paper in front of you, resembling the menu but definitely nothing that is on the menu.
Your eyes widen, and you look at him in shock, “Tae, you can’t be serious.” “Oh, but I can jagiya.” He says cocking an eyebrow.
On the paper are 2 options: basically, would you want to be on the menu or have the chef’s choice (give him head)?
Sheepishly, you look up at him and gesture to both options, then ask, “But what if we get caught? We don’t normally know when they are headed back.”
He just smirks, then drops to his knees, “Guess we better get started then, yeah?” before you can respond, his hands are under your shirt, groping at your sensitive breasts and kissing down to the band of your work pants.
He abruptly stops, then gets his own apron with a cheeky smile, “Wouldn’t want to get dirty now, do we?”. Lust is already clouding your vision from the risky situation and how horny you have been for the last 5 days; all you can do is shake your head and bite your lip.
Darkly chuckling, he has your pants and underwear around your ankles in no time and is lapping at the arousal already gathered in your delicious cunt like a newborn kitten would to fresh milk.
The whole time he is suckling your sensitive bundle of nerves whilst maintaining nipple stimulation and quickly shoves two of his deft fingers into your sopping pussy.
He elicits a moan at the reminder of how tight you are just for him, and it only takes a few thrusts to have you squirting all over his apron and face.
He never lets a drop go to waste, and he will be damned if he starts today. Removing both of his hands from their original positions, he pushes your knees as far apart as they can be and makes it a mission to catch every drop of your sex on his tongue like a man who has been parched for a decade.
The pace of his tongue plus the sensitivity from your first orgasm, has you spasming in no time and cumming 3 more consecutive times.
You then pull him up from the sinful view as you can’t take anymore, to which he places a gentle kiss on your pussy and goes to grab towels to wipe you down.
Once you are put back together, you shakily get on your knees and start undoing his belt. His veiny hand covers yours, and he looks down at you with a look that you know means you don’t have to do this after what your body just went through.
Your reply is, “Oh, you silly man, you know by now that I get energized after I orgasm. And how much I enjoy sucking you off. So, it is truly my pleasure, and you don’t want to get in the way of that do you?” you say with a coy smile.
He bites his lip, enjoying seeing this new side of you, and removes his hand so as not to hinder you anymore. Before he can prepare himself, your tongue is licking the precum from his slit, making him shudder in ecstasy immediately.
He is gripping the counter behind him fiercely to keep from buckling, but it doesn’t take long for one to be removed and find its home in your hair.
Pulling ever so deliciously, it elicits a groan from your throat that vibrates through his cock, causing the most beautiful of deep moans from his throat this time.
You can sense he is close, so you take him even deeper than before as you caress his balls just the way he likes it, causing something animalistic to awaken in him and throatfuck you aggressively but exactly enough to where his actions make you cum yet again.
He can tell by your facial expressions and how the pitch of your groans heightens that you are enjoying yourself more than he thought, and the realization of just how big of a whore you are just for him makes him release with no warning, coating the inside of your throat.
Never having done that before, he is about to check on you and is worried you are upset by the sudden action. He doesn’t have to, as a second later, you release his cock from your lips with a pop.
Licking your lips, grinning like the fucked-out slut you are, you stick out your tongue, showing him how every drop of his delicacy slid down his throat as his fingers did through your cunt just minutes prior.
You get up shakily, but with success and clean him up now. He meets you in the laundry room to dispose of the soiled aprons along with the towels and grabs your chin, tenderly kissing you. The energy is different; you are two lovebirds high on affection instead of ravenous creatures.
Sadly, the moment is interrupted by the sound of Seo Jin shouting that everyone needs to hurry and eat so prep can commence for the next shift.
Tae advises you to wait in the bathroom for 2 minutes, then come out to meet the rest of the crew so it doesn’t look suspicious.
Everyone can tell something is different by how energized you both are but aren’t brave enough to ask beyond a few questioning looks that you both ignore.
As everyone finishes their meal and arises to resume work, Tae tugs at your ponytail and whispers into your ear, “That was fun, Nari-ah, now just prepare yourself. Because we have a whole day to ourselves tomorrow, and let's say today was just a trailer of how much I missed your touch.”.
Author’s Note: Was inspired by this screenshot from a reaction video from the YouTube channel “Imagine with Bts”. So, shout out to them for the inspo!
CR: YT channel, Imagine with Bts
Summary: It’s almost the end of September and you’re having a chill weekend with your boyfriend Tae. That is until your insecurities get the best of you… he won’t let them stay for long though don’t worry 😏
Pairing: artsybf!Tae x oc!Nari.
Rating: 18+
Genre: smut, fluff, established relationship, oneshot, body insecurities
Word Count: 2,201
Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI explicit content, oral sex (f. receiving), breast play, unprotected sex and breeding kink (don’t be dumb irl guys), pet names, squirting, clit play, praise kink, neck kissing, shower play.
It is a beautiful day, but neither you nor your boyfriend, Tae, are paying attention. On a rare mutual day off, y'all have opted to sleep in and have a relaxing day enjoying each other's company uninterrupted for once (minus the occasional tending to Yeontan).
Awaking to an unseasonably warm day, you head straight for the shower as you feel disgusting. At the same time, Tae takes Yeontan on a walk and gets his signature strawberry juice ready for you both to enjoy after your shower.
You make it a self-care session, doing all the maintenance you've been putting off lately and your entire skincare routine. This overheats you, of course, so you wander into the kitchen looking for something to drink in nothing but a robe. Hearing the bathroom door open, your boyfriend has fixed you a tall glass of iced strawberry juice for a situation like this!
However, he almost drops the glass while handing it to you because, to him, you are the embodiment of beauty right now. He doesn't want to overwhelm you, though, so he chooses a lighter compliment, "Nari, you look more delicious than my strawberries, woh!". You playfully push his shoulder and shake your head.
Despite doing everything that should've made you agree with him, your insecurities have snuck up again lately. So, your reply was, "Oh, stop it. I feel like I've gained weight lately, and my acne is raring back up.. You're sweet, but don't lie to me, babe…".
He doesn't like that at all, and before you know it, he has you backed up against the kitchen counter, one hand on your hip, the other on your chin, forcing you to focus on his intense chocolate gaze.
After kissing the top of your head, forehead, nose, cheeks, and finally, a quick peck on the lips, he says, "Never think my words are simply words, jagiya. Yes, I'm a nice person, but I'm not a liar. I've seen your body in all sorts of different conditions, and I think you are gorgeous in all of them. I don’t care about weight or perfect skin; your hormones are probably flaring up. I love you no matter what changes your body may undergo".
Tears well up in your eyes, and you jokingly say, "Yeah, but you're biased, heehehe".
He doesn't take kindly to that and isn't sure you are joking, so he flips you onto his shoulder like a feather and tosses you onto the bed. Your eyes widen as he takes off your robe, which is barely covering anything at this point. "Wh-what are you doing, jagi?"
He just smirks as he grabs the restraints and softly ties them around your wrists and ankles. "Um, hello, can you hear me? Wow, just gonna walk away like this?" you shout after him as he disappears into the spare room.
A few minutes later, he returns in only an apron and his boxers, carrying his painting supplies. Your brows knit in confusion as he still hasn't said anything to you, and you feel the first drop of cold paint hit your ankle. "KIM MOTHERFUCKING TAEHYUNG WHAT ARE YOU DOING??!!"
He throws his head back, laughing, and replies, "Sshhh jagiya, the master is at work." Not knowing why that calmed you an immense amount and started a pool between your legs despite not getting an answer.
The strokes become calming, and you almost doze off when you feel the brush graze the area right above your pussy. He is crouched down so your view is reminiscent of when sinful things are happening between your thighs, making you clench around nothing. He notices you looking at him and cocks an eyebrow at your confused look, only murmuring, "Be patient; you'll see soon enough, my love."
The suspense is driving you insane but is also enticing, so you decide to be patient as you are convinced he is just doodling on you, making you wait as he knows you hate waiting for things. He almost caves and discards the paint supplies once he reaches your supple breasts.
He hates seeing you speak badly about your chest and doesn't care if they aren't the most perky set in the world. They belong to you, and that is what makes them perfect. Determined to help you see that, he stays on task.
The contact of the bristles on your already sensitive nipples is enough to bring you to the brink at this point, but you aren't sure what you are up to and don't want to lose a game that you don't know the rules to. So, with every ounce of determination, you hold back…for now.
He makes this even more challenging as he begins tracing your neck and jawline with the bare brush, the light touches giving you layered goosebumps all over.
Following the brush, his tongue traces the same pattern achingly slowly, and then soft kisses follow until they turn into harsh love bites. He then slinks back down your body and finally gives your pussy the attention it has been craving.
His intention to tease you with his tongue doesn’t last long as he tastes how ready you are for him and how sweet you smell and taste after your attentive self-care. He swiftly brings you to the brink of your first climax, then abruptly stops and gets up again.
You are about to scream out in frustration, but the sight of his erection creating a tent in his apron as he scurries off is too comical. He comes back right away with a camera and a mirror. You finally speak up again, "Tae, listen, everything has been great, trust me. Just please talk to me. I'm going crazy over here!".
He chuckles, seeing you beg like he knew you would eventually. "Oh jagiya, you're so cute like this; I want to remember it forever." With that, he takes a series of photos until he is satisfied.
He leans forward, his bulge on your thigh as he kisses the tip of your nose, "Don't worry, pretty, I'm about to unveil the art exhibit.". He stands up and holds the full-length mirror above you, and you instantly feel tears running off your face. Down your entire body, he has written affirmations, adjectives he attributes to you, flowers, stars, strawberries, and the word "perfect" in every language he knows.
He has paid particular attention to the areas you are most self-conscious of, including your tits, thighs, fupa, neck, and arms. Even taking the time to draw intricate vines all over your hands and fingers with flowers, no thorns attempting to show you the beauty he sees every time he looks at you.
Honestly, he has made you into a sincere masterpiece. Your photographer's eye is in awe, and you make a mental note to bug him to show you the pictures he captured earlier! As you are going through everything again, you pause, eyes widening. "Ta-Tae…." "Yes, my sweet, what is it?"
All you can do is point to where you felt the brush above your pussy earlier, "Does that say what I think it does???" He flashes his shy yet lustful smile as he places the mirror down and walks toward you. "If you think it says '내 것,'* you are correct, my star.". *(Mine in Korean).
All you can do is bite down on your bottom lip and look down as you blush even more! Darkly chuckling, he leans forward, placing his knee right up against your entrance as he wraps his hand around your throat while whispering, "You like me claiming you, princess?"
He places his thumb right over your sensitive clit, not moving it, while inserting a finger into your arousal, then tastes it while moaning at how good you taste for him. "Damn my heart, you really like it when I get possessive, don't you?" as he raises an eyebrow.
Your chest is heaving, and you breathily moan out, "Yes, yes, yes, I do. Please fuck me; make me yours, Daddy!". He is shocked, then amused by this new name, "Oh, you cute little thing, you want to make me a daddy? Patience, soon enough, first, I'm going to make you feel good, my perfect muse.".
He keeps his knee in place for you to grind upon like a desperate, aroused creature as he sucks on, flicks, and lightly twists your clit until you gush all over his knee. Not stopping, he moves his knee to slide three fingers into your primed pussy while rubbing swift circles on your ever-sensitive bundle of nerves as he sits on his heels, watching his exhibit come to life. In no time at all, you squirt all over him from how good you are feeling.
As you come down, you start to feel embarrassed, but he assures you that it is sexy and hopes you never hold back for him. You promise not to, and he smiles down at you while encasing your thighs with his and starts undoing the restraints. Giving soft kisses to where they were tied, he places his forehead on yours and says, "It's daddy's turn, princess."
Ridding himself of his apron and boxers in a flash, he rams every inch into you and holds back an immediate climax. He typically isn't one to immediately cum. However, he has been straining against his boxers, staring at your immaculate form for hours now, plus you still being a lake for him has an intense effect.
The whole time he is ramming into you while he either chokes you or gives you his fingers to suck on, he is spewing praise-filled filth, only adding to your orgasm count by the moment. "You like feeling my bulge through your cute belly, my sweet? Want me to fill it full of my cum, make you all glowing and round with our child? Let me hear you scream for jagi.".
With these words and your own imagination, you cum another three times and squirt as you feel him fill you to the brim, his deep voice moaning your name, sending shockwaves to your core.
After a second release into your throbbing cunt, he collapses next to you, gently sweeping your hair out of your face giving you sweet kisses and smiling between them as you are both so elated from the many layers of bliss that just happened.
He calmly carries you to the bathroom, letting you sit in the second bathtub while he prepares a shower for both of you. Typically, you would just cuddle after, but with the smearing of your mixed arousal and paint, you both decide against it.
He stands you up, and you are a bit wobbly still, but you feel secure in his grasp. He lovingly washes your hair, massaging your scalp, and then delicately washes the paint from your body, making you pout a little.
He notices and tilts your head up, "Don't be sad, Nari-a; remember, I took photos for this precise reason." Your eyes instantly light up, and you start attacking him with kisses even more full of love than ever before.
Enjoying it but shocked at the sudden energy shift, he asks, "What was that for, babe?" You cheekily smile and say, "Oh, just for being the best boyfriend I ever thought I'd have." He grins, tears in his eyes with mutual adoration for you, "You bring it out of me, so you should thank yourself, but you're so sweet- wait, what are you doing?"
He exclaims as he sees you squat down, "Oh nothing, daddy, just trying to make you feel good too. Is that a crime?" He chuckles as he runs a hand through his hair and down his neck, "I mean, no, but aren't you tired? You don't have to do this, you know.".
Looking up at him, you lick a broad stripe across his slit and say, "I know. I want to.". He grabs a handful of your hair and says, "Well, what princess wants, she gets." At this, you shift into some sort of otherworldly sex demon, paying the perfect attention and pressure to his balls while your tongue carves murals into his shaft.
It doesn't take long before he empties himself down your throat, making your desire return tenfold. He senses this and pins you up against the cold shower tile and plays with your clit while easing himself into your pussy from behind, teasing your ass with his pinky until you are practically climbing the walls from the 2nd most intense orgasm of the day.
You both exit the shower, light your favorite candle, set the LED lights to a soft orange glow, and cuddle as you wait for the Panda Express to arrive. Barely a word is spoken, but you just bask in the unconditional love and adoration that you have for each other.
Once you've eaten, you just listen to music until he feels you nod off on his chest. Careful not to jostle you, he lays you in the freshly made bed and wraps his arm around your waist as you drift off into the best sleep of your lives, with Yeontan softly snoring in the background.
Author’s Note: Got this idea a few months back one day when I heard “Watermelon Sugar” by Harry Styles after seeing the Run BTS clip of Tae stealing bites of watermelon and my brain made this monstrosity. Hope y’all like it!!!
Summary: It’s early August and your boyfriend Tae takes you on a spontaneous picnic date to enjoy the last batch of fresh fruit. Pretty innocent, right?
Pairing: Taehyung x oc!Nari.
Rating: 18+
Genre: smut, fluff, established relationship, oneshot, songfic, drabble
Word Count: 1,717
Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI very explicit content, penetrative sex, oral sex (both receiving), fingering (f. receiving), breast play, dirty talk, unprotected sex, and breeding kink (don’t be dumb irl guys), slight edging, slight mention of biting, pet names, squirting, clit play, neck kissing, some hair pulling.
As summer crawls to an end, an unexpectedly lovely August day rears its beautiful face. Not to the extent of one needing a jacket, just a blissful breeze along with the tempered rays of the sun making you enjoy being outside for the first time since early March. Taehyung, your boyfriend of 8 months, had just come in from walking Yeontan with a huge grin and a “BABE! Get ready, we are going on a picnic. I’ll go pack!”.
Swiveling your head to watch as he walks toward the kitchen with a confused expression. As you look up from your laptop, you say, "Um honey…you do realize what month it is, right? Have you officially lost it?". He waddles over happily to kiss you on the forehead as you arise from the couch and explains, "Funny jagiya, but no. At least, I don't think so…. Anyway!”
“Suddenly, It felt fantastic outside, and I heard a song on the radio. It made me want a picnic because it talked about fruits.". You giggle and raise an eyebrow, “Alright then, I’ll go get changed!” you shout as you run towards your closet with Yeontan following closely behind.
After efficiently loading up the back of his SUV with snacks, drinks, and blankets, he walks to the passenger side and opens your door for you with one hand; with the other, he gently holds your hand and gives it a gentle kiss as you get settled in your seat.
It only takes about 10 minutes to reach your destination, a favorite park of yours due to the vast array of flowers that can be found there, even in the early winter months! Much to your chagrin, Tae insists you just "stand there and look pretty," holding the basket as he sets up the portable umbrella (skin damage is no joke) and blanket. It doesn't take long, and soon enough, you are both enjoying tall glasses of his famous strawberry juice along with various finger foods.
About 30 minutes later, you are lying side by side, cloud-watching, when he looks at you. Just looks at you. Doesn't say anything for the longest time, but he still startles you once you turn his way to tell him about the dragonfly that just passed.
After you catch your breath, you ask, "Well, I had a question, but now I have two. One, what was the song that was playing earlier that hyped you up extra to do this picnic?”.
He chuckles and replies, "Nari, why such a delay? It's been like 2 hours since I brought that up." "It just re-crossed my mind. Is that okay with you?" you say poutily. "Now, now pretty, no need to pout. I'm only teasing."
He answers as he drags his thumb across your bottom lip, then trails down to your supple breasts, almost spilling out of your dress; simultaneously, his lips are ghosting across your collarbone and neck, slightly nipping at your skin. Your eyes widen in shock as your cheeks flush, “Taehyung! What if somebody passed by?!”.
Smirking, he only whispers in your ear, "They didn't, though, did they? Plus, it's not like the thrill is unenjoyable for you.". Biting your lip, turned on by the fact that he was right, you go back to the original subject, "So….what.was.the.mothafuckin.song?”
Looking amused at your flustered state, he sits up on his elbow, and states, “Well, since you’re sooooo persistent….it was ‘Watermelon Sugar’ by Harry Styles.”
You go from turned on to confused in .2 seconds, "And that made you want a picnic? How???". He looks at you so matter of fact as if you just asked him what color the sky is and says, "Have you heard it before? He says 2 of my favorites, watermelon AND berries!!! So that plus the weather equals picnic with my love.”.
Sitting up, you lean towards him and cup his face while stifling a laugh saying, "You know they aren't talking about fruit, right?". He looks stunned, as if he just discovered that the Tooth Fairy isn't real, and says, "Wh-what do you mean, baby?".
You cackle, fall back onto your ass, and practically shout, "How do you, of all people, not know??? He's literally talking about eating pussy, you sexy fluff for brains that I love.". He just stares at the ground in shock for a whole 5 minutes.
You get closer and wave a hand in front of his face, then he emerges from his trance. Immediately, your freshly washed, soft ponytail is wrapped around his hand, pulling you within an eyelash's length away from his lips.
The corner of his mouth twitches, then he says, "Well, in that case, Princess…" You are pulled onto his lap in the same nanosecond for a passionate session of groping, kissing, and grinding against each other.
This only lasts until he can feel your dampness seeping from your thong to his dress slacks. At this point, he slaps you on the ass, then says, "Guess it's time to honor the song, my needy angel." and proceeds to gently lay you down on the blanket.
Lust glazes over your vision as you weakly protest, "T-Tae…we're in public. We can't…fu-" Your worries are cut short by his fingers grazing your thighs, slowly pushing your skirt up, making you lose focus. "The thing is…I rented out the park on the way home so we can do whatever we want. Wherever we want. How's that for fluff for brains?". Growing wetter by him planning to this extent, you feel your inhibitions melt away under the setting sun.
As if he can sense your libido intensify, he teases your pulsing lips through the thin fabric, barely brushing his fingertips along your slit. "Eager for me to devour you? My sexy watermelon.". You prop yourself up on your elbows, eyebrow cocked. "Wait, what did you just call me?”.
His cheeks turn rosy, regretting his wording already, but he just leans into it and crawls up to you and says, "You heard me, you fucking brat." Then proceeds to flick his tongue along your nipples, edging you for a moment before lightly slapping your clit and saying, "Alright, get ready, baby girl, I'm thirsty.".
Wasting no time, he fucks you with his deft tongue, ensuring not to waste a drop. Licking stripes up and down your velvety folds, his moans at how good you taste vibrating into your clit, bringing you to your climax.
Sensing you can handle much…much more, he proceeds to lightly bite down on your sensitive bud while inserting 3 fingers into you, causing you to arch your back. Wanting to see how much you can handle, he goes in for the kill and starts sucking and biting on your heaving chest.
Next, a first in your sexual history; within the next millisecond, you are squirting uncontrollably past the blanket onto the fields beyond them. You instantly start stuttering out of shock and embarrassment, but not for long as Tae extends his finger into your mouth, saying, "Sshh jagiya, I feel like I just won the jackpot. It was sexy, and I hope I can make you do that much more, in our lifetime.".
Grinning like an idiot, you just giggle and blush as he sits up, wiping your arousal off his lips as he tastes you off his fingers. "You alright to go home now? It's getting dark out," he asks.
Slowly sitting up, you move closer to him and lightly push on his chest, making him fall, causing his legs to extend and prop himself up by his palms.
Smirking at the uncertainty on his face, you fluidly undo his belt and gesture to his strained cock. "Thought I'd help you out with this first, yanno since Sir took suuuch good care of me.".
His breathing hastens along with a "Nari, you really don't have to do anything, I swear. I enjoy making you feel good, no strings, okay?". Nodding, you unzip his pants and palm his throbbing member, "I know. I need to taste you now, though."
Wasting no time, you tease the tip, already leaking precum, with your tongue, making him grunt and curse under his breath, already struggling.
Keeping eye contact, you wrap your skilled lips over his cock and take the entirety of it into your mouth with ease. "Aish Nari, fuck…". You grin as you continue to bob your head up and down his shaft in perfect rhythm to make him writhe.
Before you know what's happening, you feel his veiny hand grip the back of your head, making you release his cock with a pop. "Jagiya, I need to fill you." Your eyes widen; you had always wanted him to breed you but had never voiced it, worried it was too early in the relationship.
Stammering, you say, "Wait…you're into that? I mean, no judgment because, honestly, same…" He darkly growled, "Perfect." then promptly rammed his entire length into you, momentarily causing you to lose your breath. As he thrusts the right pace to make you cum 3 more times, you can tell he is close to his own release.
He groans out, "Baby, fuck, I need to cum…are you sure it's okay to fill you up?" you breathily moan out an "Of course, Daddy" in response; no sooner had the words left your lips had he filled you to the brim with his warm seed, flooding your sensitive cunt and the sensation making you cum yet again.
As you both attempt to regain your breath, he cleans you up with the supplies he packed "just in case." Afterward, he put the blanket and empty basket in the backseat as you lay in the car's hatch. Almost magnetically, after cleaning up, he attached himself to your back in a warm embrace.
Tilting your head towards him, you ask, "Didn't you want to get home, love?" to which he replies, "We will, but I just want to hold you for a while…if that's okay.".
A contented sigh as your answer was all he needed to nuzzle further into your neck. You two drift off into a 20-minute post-climax blissful snooze before going home to a warm bath and the best sleep either of you had in months, along with Yeontan cutely snoring at the foot of your bed.
