hiiii so i saw requests are open and you rbed a prompt list... 🙃 can i request fluff #46 and smut #1 with jihoon please ? 🙊 i hope youre doing okay today!!
✦ (fluff) #46: “nothing else matters except for you.” & (smut) #1: “do you think of me when you touch yourself?”
✦ lowercase intended, suggestive
the ringing of your phone pulled you out of your daze, the soft sheets over your legs getting crumpled when you sat up in bed. when you saw your boyfriend’s name on the screen along with the hilarious picture he had set a long time ago, you smiled, hitting the answer button and putting the phone to your ear.
“hey, ji.” you were sure jihoon could hear the smile in your voice but you were just glad you could hear his voice again after almost a week of short texts and packed schedules.
“angel, i missed your voice so much.” there was a hint of restraint in jihoon’s voice, like he wanted to say more but held back.
“i missed your voice too, ji.” your eyes trailed to the clock beside you, eyebrows raising when you realize how late it was for him. “isn’t it really late there? shouldn’t you be sleeping?”
“yeah but it’s okay, nothing else matters except for you. i just need to hear your voice, it’s been too long.” jihoon’s voice was deep, deeper than normal, exhaustion and something else dripping from each syllable.
“way too long.” you couldn’t help but say the first thing on your mind, the words tumbling out before you even realized. “i can’t wait until you get home, i missed your touch.”
it had been weeks since jihoon left for tour, and there was still a few more weeks to go before he was back home. the only thing you wished for was to feel his arms engulfing you, hands resting on your back as he swayed you back and forth. there were also other touches of his that you missed but you didn’t elaborate further.
“oh believe me, angel, i’ve missed your touch as well.” you could almost feel the smirk in his words as he continued on. “there’s only so much that my own hand can do.”
the temperature seemed to heat up and you squeezed your thighs together, thinking of jihoon jerking off in a hotel room, his bottom lip trapped between his teeth as he tried not to make a sound.
“do you think of me when you touch yourself?” your skin felt hot as you heard a small groan from the other side of the phone. rustling followed along with heavy breathing and you weren’t sure where it was going to lead but you were ready for anything.
“of course i do, you're the only thing i think about.” jihoon’s voice went almost impossibly deeper, his heavy breaths giving you goosebumps along your arms and thighs. it was almost as if he was in the room with you.
“would you like me to describe what i think about?”
