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jooheonspinky · 2 years

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Got my Number

Characters: Jooheon x Female Reader

Genre: idol!au, fluff, smut

Synopses: A trip to see Monsta X in concert turns out to be so much more than expected.

Word Count: 10.9K

Playlist: https://youtu.be/3aSeACXczwY

“I’m gonna go down to the gym for a bit,” I announce as I step out of the bathroom. “Wanna come?”

Draping a towel over my shoulders, I face my cousin, who is lying on the bed still snuggled beneath the comforter, a Kindle blocking her face from view.

Peaking over the device, her lips turn down, “Meh, no thanks.”

I let out a chuff in amusement even as I grab my phone and room key.

“Welp, I’ll be down there for an hour or two if you change your mind.”

“Mhmm…”

I chuckle to myself, quite certain she didn’t actually hear what I said. She is already lost in whatever book she is currently reading. We’d driven down together to attend the long-awaited Monsta X concert. We had held on to our excitement until we arrived, the worry that it would be postponed, yet again, nagging at the back of our minds. All that pent-up anxiousness needed an outlet, and the gym would be the perfect place for me to get rid of some of it.

The event was tonight, but 7:30 seemed so far away, it only being 9 am. There was no way I could wait. Taking the elevator down to the first floor, it’s not long before I’m swiping my card against the black reader and stepping into the hotel’s gym. Thankfully it’s empty, and some of the tension in my shoulders loosens up. I make my way straight for the treadmill, popping in my earbuds as I begin to play an audiobook.

An hour later, I’m just about to step off of the treadmill and move on to work out my arms when I hear the door click shut. Dabbing at the sweat on my face, I remove the earbuds and decide to leave instead. Looking up as I pick up my phone and room key to at least offer a smile to the incomer, I freeze for the briefest of moments as my eyes make contact with the person.

It’s freaking Jooheon!

He smiles back but frowns as I pass by him quickly, ducking my head as I make my way towards the exit. There is no way I am staying in there…alone…with him. Nope. Screw arms today!

“가지마 (Gajima-Don’t go).” He doesn’t say it loud, but it’s enough that I can still hear him. It’s almost as if he is testing me. Maybe to see if I would respond or keep going? Either way, it doesn’t matter. Just hearing his voice has me instantly stopping and turning to face him. “You understood me?” he asks, surprised. “You know Korean?”

I shake my head, my heart beating so loud he sounds a bit muffled to my ears. “No. I can’t speak it fluently, but I do know some words.” Then, tilting my chin towards him, I add, ”That one word you said is one of them.”

He smiles sweetly, his eyes turning to little slits as he waves me over.

“So you will stay? We can work out together.”

“Uhm, are you sure?” I ask even as I look around, wondering if I’m being pranked.

“Yes, come on. I’m Jooheon,” he reaches his hand out.

“I kn-” I stop myself, wanting to give him the opportunity to have a normal interaction. Instead, I slip my hand into his, and he shakes it gently. ”I’m Y/N.”

“Nice to meet you,” he grins happily.

“Nice to meet you,” I chortle, then clear my throat. “I’m glad you asked me to stay. I kinda wanted to do arms anyway.”

“Ok!” he says, jubilantly clapping his hands loudly together. “I spot you; you spot me.”

I can’t help but giggle at his enthusiasm.

“You can spot me, but there is no way I’ll be able to help you if one of those bars comes down on your throat.”

He just laughs, “We won’t be using barbells.”

“Oh,” I say quietly as my cheeks warm.

He hands me a set of dumbells, and we start, going through various arm exercises that he guides us through. By the third rep, he’s standing behind me, tapping my shoulders lightly.

“Don’t bring them to your ears. Just relax.”

I nod my head, “Got it.”

We continue on, working through various dumbbell arm exercises. I take every tip and suggestion he provides, and I’m grateful the workout has my face flushed because every word of encouragement and praise he throws my way has me overheating.

Forty minutes pass when the repetitions become more difficult to complete. I push through the burn, wondering if my heavy breathing is from the exertion or his proximity as I begin to struggle. I grit my teeth, my arms trembling through the last few v-raises as they become much too difficult to execute.

“You got it,” he cheers me on. “You're doing so good.”

“I can’t,” I groan, wanting to drop the equipment but hating to disappoint him.

“Yes, you can,” he urges as he sets his own weights down. “Let me help you a little bit.”

Jooheon steps behind me, his body so close I can actually feel the heat radiating from him. His arms extend, and I watch through the mirror as the palms of his hands glide across my skin before gently pressing up at my elbows. His breath blows across my ear, and I have to bite down on my lower lip to suppress a sigh and a shiver. Swallowing thickly, my eyes shut in order to block out the image of us in the mirror.

“OK,” I say more to myself as I try to clear my head.

“Don’t forget to breathe.”

My eyes open, and he smirks at me through the mirror as if he knows the very inappropriate thoughts that are running through my mind.

“Right,” I nod, unable to think of anything else to say, and my face reddens even more as I try to look anywhere but at our reflections.

We lift together, his hands just barely touching me now as I focus on raising my arms without his help. We get through five before he takes the dumbbells from me.

“Good work,” he beams proudly as he puts the weights away. “I have to go now,” he informs me after glancing at his watch. “I have a concert tonight.”

“Yeah, I know,” I smile. “I’ll be there.”

“Really?” The smile he throws my way is so pleased; his eyes have disappeared into little slits again. “What seats do you have?” I tell him, and he tsks. “Let me get you something closer. I’ll leave a ticket for you at the box, ok?”

“You don’t have to,” I try and decline, not wanting him to think I want to take advantage of him.

“Let me, ok?” he insists with a pout. He looks around and grabs a brochure and pen that were near the door. “Put your first and last name here and phone number.”

“I’m here with my cousin….”

“There’s no problem. I’ll leave two tickets.”

I take the brochure and pen and find a spot where I can write my name and phone number.

“Here you go.”

Taking it back, Jooheon asks, “Do you want to come up and have dinner with me after the concert?”

Taken aback, I try to push down the panic and excitement as I battle within myself, wanting to say hell the fuck yes vs. I really really shouldn’t.

I mumble, “Mmm, I don’t know….”

“ I promise to be perfect gentleman.”

The glint in his eyes is telling me the opposite, and I smirk cocking an eyebrow at him, not hiding the fact that I don’t believe him. He shrugs and winks.

“Ok. Fine,” I find myself saying, a nervous flutter tickling my stomach.

“OK,” he repeats with a grin. “I’ll see you at the concert and then after.”

“Yes.”

He slips on a face mask. Then, placing a hat over his sweaty locks, he draws the bill down low and walks me out the doors.

“Thanks for the workout,” he murmurs through the face mask as he stops outside the gym.

“Anytime,” I shrug with a smile

“I’m going this way. Bye-bye.”

“Bye.” I walk in the opposite direction, a dazed smile on my face. By the time I step into my room, I’m wondering if the interaction has all been just a daydream. My cousin stretches drowsily in the bed but then sits up straight as her gaze lands on me.

“What happened?”

I plop down into the desk chair and wheel around to face her, my eyes still wide.

“You are never going to believe this,” I shake my head. “I’m still not sure that I even believe it myself, to be honest.”

“What is it?” she insists, pulling back the covers to let her feet plant firmly on the carpeted floor. “You’re making me nervous.”

“Guess who I saw at the gym?”

She eyes me warily even as she offers “Monsta X” with a snicker.

I cock an eyebrow at her, and she stills.

“You saw Monsta X in the gym?!”

“Not all of them, just Jooheon.”

“Jooheon?!” she nearly screeches. “As in your ultimate bias?”

I can’t help but grin now as I nod and tell her everything that happened. Suddenly my heart falls heavily into my stomach.

“I just realized he didn’t tell me his room number! How am I going to meet up with him after the concert?”

“Don’t freak out. You said you gave him your number, so maybe he’s going to call you. On the other hand, he’s probably just trying to play it safe,” she points out. “You just met, so it’s not like he can fully trust you.”

“That’s true,” I allow.

“Now, go take a shower and get yourself a nap. I have a feeling this is going to be a loooong night for you,” she wiggles her eyebrows suggestively at me.

“Stop,” I whine.

“I’m just sayin’,” she shrugs. “Your boy deserves the Gluck Gluck 3000, so Imma need you to deliver.”

“Oh my God,” I groan with a huff.

I shove her playfully, my face flushing pink at the insinuations. She falls onto the bed, clutching at her belly as she cackles boisterously. Her laughter is still audible even after I close the bathroom door behind me.

“That was amazing!” my cousin sighs blissfully beside me as we make our way to the car.

I hum in agreement, my heart still racing from the experience of the hi-wave and the send-off.

“It sure was.”

“Your boy really had a hard time keeping his eyes away from you,” she bumps me playfully. I could only giggle because she was right. “That one time he crouched down next to us?” She shakes her head. “I have no idea how you are still alive right now.”

“I’m not,” I clutch at my chest. “This is my ghost you’ve been talking to since this morning, actually.”

“Well, you better get back into your body, girl,” she chuckles as we approach the vehicle. “Joohoney is going to need you alive and well.”

We both burst into laughter as we get into the car. While she drives off, I rummage through the totes we were given when we arrived at the venue.

“That was really nice of him to leave us gifts,” I murmur as I dig through the beanie, shirt, and baseball cap until I reach what I’m searching for. I take out the photocards and look at them again. “Having the guys autograph the PC’s, too? He really didn’t have to do that.”

“Yeah. That was super sweet. I know I’m not alone in thinking we would have been just as happy with only the tickets,” she smiles, genuinely touched by the gesture.

“No, I agree, for sure.”

The ride back was quick, the hotel only being ten minutes from the venue. I take a quick shower, and it’s not long after that I’m standing in front of the full-length mirror eyeing myself, disappointed sighs slipping past my lips as I turn this way and that. I am not satisfied no matter which angle I present to the mirror.

It’s not like I had actually planned on meeting any of the members of Monsta X, so I hadn’t brought anything fancy to wear. In fact, I was dressed the complete opposite of fancy. I was extremely casual in a pair of dark blue regular fit jeans, the flesh of my thighs and knees peeking through the random rips on the material. My top was simple, an olive green v-neck t-shirt that I tried to dress up with the same jewelry I had worn to the concert: a silver necklace with a bee charm that dangles delicately just above my cleavage, the Jooheon version of the TTG bracelet on my right wrist.

“He already saw you sweaty and in workout clothes,” my cousin tsks at me. “Stop bashing yourself. You look great.”

“Ugh,” I groan in exasperation. “Did you see how some Monbebe were dressed? They were gorgeous. How can I compete with that? That’s probably why he hasn’t called. He took one good look at me at the hi-wave and was like, ‘nah’.”

My cousin tugs me to the bed, and we both fall back onto it.

“You need to get those negative thoughts out of your head,” she commands firmly. “He gave you better seats; he gave you a swag bag,” she counts off on her fingers. Then looking at me, she adds, “He asked you to eat with him…while you were both funky from working out. He’s gonna call.”

I meet her gaze and see assurance staring back at me. I try and fight back a smile but fail miserably.

“Well, when you put it like-”

An instrumental version of “Magnetic” cuts me off and we both gasp, shooting up off of the bed.

“Oh shit!” my cousin exclaims. “Pick it up! Hurry.”

“What if it��s not him?” I fret as I snatch up my phone. “It says ‘Unknown Caller’.”

“Really?” my cousin deadpans. “Who else would be calling damn near midnight?”

I chuckle sheepishly and swipe my finger across the screen to accept the call.

“Hello?” I answer as nonchalantly as possible.

“Hello. Is this Y/N Y/LN? “Yes. It is. Who am I speaking with?”

I look up to see my cousin grinning across from me as the unfamiliar voice comes through the speaker of my cellphone.

“My name is Alex with the Monsta X US security team. I’m calling on behalf of Jooheon. If you are still interested in accepting the invitation, he extended to you, then please meet me at the elevator lobby of the 8th floor.”

“Yeah,” I nod dumbly. “Yes. I’m still interested. I’m just a few floors down, so I’ll be up in a minute.”

“Ok. I’ll see you then.”

The call disconnects, and I grab my cousin’s hands and squeal in a mixture of excitement and nervousness. She laughs and pulls me in for a hug.

“Don’t forget to breathe,” she grins. “And whatever they make you sign, just know that shit don’t apply to me, right? I need every little detail from the moment you walk into his room to the moment you leave. Got that?”

I giggle as she walks me to the door, “Oh, for sure.”

“Ok, here’s your key card, and you have your phone.” Hands on my shoulders, her eyes lock onto mine as her tone becomes serious. “If you become uncomfortable, or shit goes sideways, you call me. I don’t give a fuck what time it is. I took my shit off Do Not Disturb just for you, bitch.”

I smile fondly at her, “Well, I guess you really do love me. You don’t take your phone off Do not Disturb for no one.”

“You got that right.”

“But seriously, yes. I will call you if anything goes wrong.”

Giving me another hug, she opens the door for me.

“Now go have fun,” she winks as she wiggles her fingers at me.

I can only laugh as I step out into the hall and make my way to the elevators. Inside, I swipe the card, press the eight, and watch as it lights up. I feel my heart begin to beat unnaturally fast as butterflies flutter furiously in my belly. I’m so focused on breathing to relax that I jump when the elevator pings and the doors open. So much for calming my heart rate.

Waiting a few steps away from the doors is a man dressed in all black, possibly in his later 20s or early 30s. He motions with his hand for me to approach him. I step off of the elevator and hear the doors close softly behind me.

“You’re name?” he asks, and I answer automatically as I look around. There was no one else in this area. “ID, please.” I frown but open my phone case to provide him a view of my driver’s license. He nods, and I close the case. “I’m Alex. We’re just going to move over to the hallway. I have a form I need you to fill out. Do you know what an NDA is?” I nod. “Great. I just need you to read over it. If you agree with the terms, just sign the bottom, and you are good to go.”

“Ok,” I reply meekly.

As we come out of the lobby, we make a right into the hallway, where there is a table. Another man is sitting there, and he passes Alex a clipboard with a sheet of paper and a pen. I glance passed them to see a young woman in a pink halter top that exposes her toned abdomen. The matching mini circle skirt reveals a pair of long shapely legs. The white platform shoes she wears accentuate her lovely calves. She is absolutely gorgeous, and I can’t help but feel insecure about how I look compared to her.

I watch as the door she’s in front of opens, and the smile on her face widens as she steps in. Whoever answers speaks too softly for me to make out which member she was there to see.

“Here you go,” Alex draws my attention back to him as he hands me the clipboard.

I smile weakly at him, “Thanks.”

Looking down at the sheets in front of me, I swallow thickly as I skim over the words. I would not be able to post about the encounter on social media. I would not be permitted to post pictures taken during my time with Jooheon. If I violated the terms of the agreement, I would be fined. Depending on the extent of the information released, I could also be sued. I had no plans on blabbing about my time with Jooheon…except with my cousin. No one would believe me anyway. Signing at the bottom, I return the clipboard to Alex.

“Thanks,” he smiles down at me as he passes it to the other person. “Come on.” I follow quietly behind him, my palms beginning to grow clammy. “You can keep your cellphone, but keep in mind what you just signed. Anything that happens once you are with the artist cannot be shared in any form on social media. You cannot speak to journalists or the news. Got it?”

I nod, “Got it.”

“Ok, go ahead and knock,” he instructs. “Have a good night.”

“Thanks. You, too,” I reply as he begins to walk away.

Taking a deep breath, I bring my hand up to rap my knuckles against the door. I catch sight of my watch lighting up with 00:00 just as the door opens. I feel my entire body shut down as Jooheon comes into my line of vision. When I see that he is dressed in a pair of blue jeans and a black and white striped tank top, not something fancy, my body restarts, and I offer him a bashful smile.

“Come in,” he smiles back as he widens the door. “The food’s already here. Is that ok?” I look over at the coffee table in the center of the room to find it loaded with various containers of food, two shot glasses, and several bottles of soju chilling in a bucket of ice. “I was missing home, so the staff sent up Korean food.”

“I like Korean,” I nod as he draws me in closer to the food after closing and locking the door behind us. “Oh, uhm, my shoes,” I pause before going any further.

“You can leave them by the door, or you can keep them on if you want.”

I glance over my shoulder to see his shoes by the door, so I go back to leave mine right next to his.

“So what exactly do we have?” I ask as he guides me to sit on the carpeted floor.

He hands me a pair of chopsticks and then begins to open everything, naming the different dishes as he goes.

“This is tteokbokki, and this is mandu. Here is tonkatsu. I also have bap, uh rice, and salad.”

He smiles at me, and I glance over everything, looking for a plate of my own. Not finding one, I look back up at Jooheon.

“Uhm…is there a plate…”

He chuckles endearingly at me, a small hint of amusement twinkling in his eyes.

“No, no. We share food. We eat together from same plates.”

Right. Here’s to hoping I don’t make a mess in front of the one person I admire so much.

“OK,” I look down at everything nervously.

Jooheon grabs his phone and loads a slow R&B playlist, adjusting the volume down low before setting his phone on the table. At first, we ate quietly, letting the music fill the hushed space. I’m too focused on making sure I don’t drop anything I find I don’t feel awkward anymore. With the smooth, melodic tunes playing soothingly around us, it actually feels quite comfortable, and I let myself relax. It’s not so bad being close to him, so close our knees keep brushing against each other as we reach over for different assortments of food. No, it’s not so bad when I’m not looking directly at his face.

“It’s good, right?” Jooheon catches my attention just as I bring a thick piece of tteokbokki into my mouth.

“Mhmm,” I hum with a few nods as I try to chew through the gummy morsel enough to be able to swallow it down so I can offer a proper reply. Jooheon chuckles as I clear my throat. “Everything is so good. I skipped dinner, I’m surprised I didn’t pass out during the concert,” I admit. “But I’m glad I didn’t eat before because this is soo yummy, and I wouldn’t have had room for it.”

“Oh! Come, you have a little something….” Jooheon murmurs distractedly even as his hand reaches out towards my face. My eyes widen, and my breath catches in my throat as he palms my cheek. Just when I was starting to feel at ease, I groan internally. I feel the blood drain from my face as I wonder: Is it time? Is this his way of telling me he’s ready to…to… His eyes flick to mine, searching as he says, “You’re shaking. Are you cold?” I swallow thickly, my cheeks flushing slightly as heat creeps back up. I shake my head, and his brow wrinkles as he assures, “I’m not gonna hurt you, ya know?”

I nod, “I know.” Unable to take the intensity of his gaze any longer, I look down at my hands. Not liking that I caused him concern, I let out a shaky breath, admitting, “I just…I like you too much, so I’m just… I’m really nervous.”

Jooheon uses his index finger to lift my chin, gently forcing me to look back up at him. “But you don’t even know me.”

The slight smile he gives me deepens his dimples, but the gesture does not fool me. It doesn’t quite reach his eyes, and the ache in my heart at his tone tells of the weight the words carry. He’s right, though. I don’t know him. Not really. I see what he allows the world to see, the version of him the company portrays. But that’s just a part of him, not all.

His thumb wipes away whatever had been at the corner of my mouth, and I watch, entranced as he brings the digit to his mouth. My own lips fall slightly open when he begins to suck at his thumb, my breathing growing a smidge heavier. My thoughts stutter to a halt, and my tongue swipes slowly across my lips. Jooheon winks, removing his thumb and returning to eating as if nothing had just happened.

Meanwhile, my heart struggles to settle down, my core is throbbing, and my underwear is beginning to grow unpleasantly damp. The rice cakes I’d just been munching on seem unnaturally thick now as my throat grows dry. I reach over for a bottle of water. Twisting off the cap, the contents are nearly gone before I realize Jooheon is watching me with a bemused smile.

“What?” I awkwardly wipe the back of my hand across my moist lips.

He chuckles, and it does nothing to help my sudden unquenchable thirst.

“Nothing,” he shakes his head, a closed smile showing just how tickled he is with me. “Ready for some soju?”

Maybe that would help relax me.

“Yes.”

“Let’s go!”

I grab a piece of tonkatsu and watch him as he takes one of the green bottles from the ice bucket. First, he swirls the bottle around creating a little tornado inside. Next, Jooheon flips the bottle upside down and knocks the bottom with his elbow. As he brings it right-side up, he twists off the cap, and then, opening his index and middle finger, he jabs at the neck of the bottle, spilling a very small amount onto the table.

“Oh!” I exclaim, pleased by the display. “Fancy.”

“To Y/N, for coming to see Monsta X and cheering so loudly.”

I laugh as he serves me a shot, but as he moves to pour one for himself, I stop him.

“Let me.” Jooheon’s eyebrows rise, but he doesn’t stop me. “I might not know much about your culture, but I do know you’re not supposed to pour your own shot.”

“Ok, you know what’s up.” The impressed smile on his face makes my own widen.

I cup the bottle in both hands and pour him a shot. “To Jooheon, who worked so hard and always does his best to give us great music.”

“Aish, I’m honored, but none of that two-hands stuff, ok? We are friends, right?”

“Uh, yes?”

He sucks his teeth at me, pretending to be upset, and I can’t help but snicker. We both pick up our shot glasses, and he lifts his up towards me.

“Geonbae!”

“Geonbae!” I parrot.

I giggle as he clinks his glass with mine before we both throw back the shots. I suppress a shiver as the liquor slightly burns a warm path down to my stomach.

“Good?” Jooheon cocks an eyebrow at me.

“Real good,” I admit. “Another?”

“Ok!”

He pours me another shot, and I do the same for him. We swallow those up, and I can feel the liquor already easing my nerves. He says I don’t know him, but would it even be possible for me to change that? After tonight, would it even matter if I knew who he was besides Monsta X’s Joohoney? I decide that, even if it’s just for a few hours, it is worth knowing the man that’s sitting right next to me.

“So,” I speak up, using liquid courage. “How have you been?”

Jooheon looks up mid-bite, “Well, we’ve been real busy preparing for the concert. I’ve been working hard on perfecting my steps….”

“I’m sorry,” I stop him. “While it’s nice to know about your work, I’m not here to interview you. I don’t want to know about Joohoney. I want to know how Lee Jooheon is.”

His eyes squint at me, his index finger pressing pensively at his lips. Had I overstepped? Maybe he didn’t understand? I only meant for him to feel like a person, not an idol, if even for tonight. I open my mouth to clarify, but at the same moment, he straightens up, and the warm smile returns to his face.

“Ok,” he starts. “Thank you for asking about me. I appreciate that.” He pats his chest as he says this. “I actually been doing really good. Of course, I miss my family, and just like anyone, I have days when things are a bit too much in my head, but now I have ways to help me work through it, so…” he shrugs.

“That’s really good to hear. I can’t imagine living the life you do,” I shake my head. “It just all seems so overwhelming.”

“Idol life is a tough one, that’s for sure, but I get to travel, meet new people, and make music, which is what I love to do. No one ever got to live their dream without some hard work, so it all seems worth it for me.”

We go back and forth, asking each other questions for some time before we realize we’ve gone through three bottles of soju. I’d been having so much fun getting to know the “real” Jooheon that the time just blew by. I’m already feeling a little fuzzy in my brain and definitely far more relaxed than when I first came in.

Nodding my head to his latest reply, I then ask, “Ok, so what have you watched recently that you think I should watch, too?”

“Ya! That reminds me. I was hoping we could watch a movie,” he says as he starts to get up and clear off the bottles and containers of food. “Unless you have to go….”

“No. I can stay,” I reply, maybe a little too quickly, even after I glance at my watch to see it’s almost 1:30 in the morning. Despite the food and alcohol, I’m surprised to find I’m not sleepy at all.

“Are you sure? What about your friend?” he asks, a bit too casually.

“My cousin,” I correct. “And she’s fine.”

“Ok, ok. Well, I’ll just clean up here, and we can start it.”

I help him clean up the remaining garbage. His room was different than mine in that it had a living room area, and the bedroom was separate. I glance around for a bathroom. All that alcohol was wreaking havoc on my bladder.

“Is it ok if I use the bathroom?”

“Yeah, sure.” He tips his chin towards the open doorway beside the couch. “It’s in there.” I make my way there but stop at the entrance. Peering in, I’m surprised to see everything so tidy. I’m not sure why I’m so amazed by the neatness of the space. I just figured an idol is too busy to clean up, clothes and snacks strewn everywhere. But this looks like no one had even slept in this room yet. “It’s ok. You can go in.”

I look over my shoulder to see Jooheon smiling reassuringly at me as he wipes his hands on his jeans. He shoos me with his hands, and I head straight into the bathroom, locking the door behind me.

The bathroom is clean as well, a light scent of men’s shower gel clinging to the air still. As I sit to relieve myself, I shoot my cousin a quick text.

ME: Everything's good. Jooheon’s super sweet, and we’re having a really good time just talking and drinking.

I set my phone down, finishing up, not expecting a reply, but as I button up, I hear the vibrations on the bathroom counter. Washing my hands, I dry them quickly and open the new message.

COUSIN: Talking and Drinking? Is that what adults are calling it these days? 😜

ME: 😅Nope. Everything is still PG. We are about to watch a movie.

COUSIN: 🤭Enjoy the “movie” I’ll be here reading for a bit more. Call me if you need me.

ME: I will 😘

COUSIN: 😘

Locking my phone, I slip it into my back pocket and look at my reflection in the mirror. My eyes are literally glittering in the bathroom light, and my cheeks hold a blush that tells of the laughter and maybe the alcohol we had been partaking in. I smile giddily at myself, whispering, “holy shit!” as I turn around and exit the bathroom, only to halt in place as I switch off the light.

Jooheon is sitting up in bed, legs crossed at the ankles and phone in hand as he loads a movie he is casting from the device.

“Hey! Just in time,” he waves me over. “Come. Sit.”

“We’re going to watch it here?” I fidget with the hem of my shirt.

“Yes,” he shrugs as he stands. “Comfier. Sit. My turn,” he points behind me.

He squeezes my shoulder as he walks past me and into the bathroom. I approach the bed and look down at it. Jooheon slept here, I think to myself. I’m going to be sitting on the same bed as Lee Jooheon…with Lee Jooheon, I correct.

Shaking my head, I force the thoughts out, put my phone on the nightstand, and climb onto the bed. By now, I think I’ve pretty much given up on the idea that anything will happen between us. Maybe he was not looking for someone to fuck tonight. Perhaps he was just wanting to have a casual night with someone outside of Monsta X. Someone to do ‘friendship’ things with. That would make sense why he picked me versus any of the pretty Monbebe I saw today. I try not to feel too disappointed as I make myself comfortable. Either way, I was having fun just hanging out with him. Propping up a few pillows behind me, I’m adjusting my shirt when he comes out.

“Ready?” he asks as he turns off the light in the room.

“Yeah, what are we watching?”

“One of my favorite movies, if that’s ok? It’s called ‘Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind.’ Have you seen it?”

“Never heard of it,” I admit.

“진짜 (jinjja)?!”

Jooheon’s mouth drops open, his eyes wide as he stares at me. I cover my mouth as I try to hold back a giggle. He looks so cute when he looks at me with that shocked expression.

“Yeah, really,” I snicker.

“Yah! You have no idea what you’re missing!” He’s swift to sit next to me on the bed and press play from his phone. “Let’s get it!”

I let out a little laugh but quiet down as the audio begins. The movie draws me in as I feel myself relating to the male protagonist. The quirkiness of the female protagonist soon has me laughing at her antics. It’s not long before the sweetness of the blossoming relationship takes a dramatic turn.

“What?!” I scrunch my face. “Why is he crying? Was there a time jump I missed?”

Jooheon chuckles, “You have to watch and see.” I purse my lips at him, and this makes him laugh. “Stop,” he bumps my shoulder. “I won’t spoil it for you.” He pats my hand and then laces his fingers with mine. I look down at them, loving how natural it feels. Sobering up, he asks, “Is this ok?”

I nod, murmuring, “Yeah.”

“OK.”

We both return our attention to the movie, but my heart has started fluttering behind my ribcage. His hand is so soft, warm against mine, and I love how it feels.

“Wait, I thought this was a rom-com,” I stiffen when things become a little strange. “Is this actually a scary movie?”

“I told you I’m not going to spoil it,” he smirks at me. “Are you scared?”

I shake my head, “I wouldn’t say scared, but maybe a little…on edge. It seems like it’s going the way of horror.”

Jooheon presses his lips together to keep his features from giving anything away.

“I can hold you if you want. You know, if you’re scared?”

“N-” I stop myself. Am I really turning down the opportunity to be held by the one person I believe to be the most handsome man in the world? When will I have this chance again? “I mean, if that’s ok with you….”

“Yeah, come.”

Jooheon lets go of my hand, patting the space in front of his now spread legs. I try to force any inappropriate thoughts from my head as I maneuver over his leg in order to sit where he directs me. I nestle against his torso and fight to hide a smile as he snakes an arm across my chest while his other hand settles on my hip.

Instead of feeling awkward, the position feels comfortable, and we continue to watch the movie. Occasionally the hand at my hip would squeeze, and I swear it was as if he were touching me directly in my most intimate place. Then, halfway through the movie, when he shifts his arm to stretch it, he accidentally grazes over my breast, and I audibly inhale as a jolt of electricity shoots down straight to my core.

Jooheon stiffens for a moment. The handle I believed I had on my impure thoughts seems to disappear, and my hips shift, seeking any sort of friction to soothe the ache that had been building between my legs the whole night. Jooheon draws in a shaky breath just as his hands glide down my ribcage and to my hips. A grunt escapes my lips when he hooks his fingers into my belt loops and tugs me up high and tighter against him.

“Well damn,” I breathe.

The soft chuckle he lets out into my ear has my eyes closing. My tongue swipes slowly across my lips as his hands trail back up to cup my breasts.

“You want me to stop,” he murmurs, “just tell me.”

I nod my understanding, whispering back, “It’s ok,” as if I were afraid the spell would break.

Those beautiful hands of his that I had always admired in photographs or from my screen now squeeze at my covered tits, and I can’t even keep from arching into his palms, soft moans spilling from my lips. He reaches down for the hem of my shirt, and for a second, I feel panic. The thought of this man seeing me without clothes just seems so overwhelmingly out of this world. It’s something I never imagined would ever happen that, even as it’s currently going on, my brain just cannot wrap itself around it. He shimmies the shirt up and over my head, and I’m grateful that the only light comes from the tv.

Jooheon picks up the necklace from my chest and asks, “Did you wear this for me?”

I can hear the smile in his words as he toys with the little bee charm.

“Yes,” I glance away from his fingers.

“That’s cute.”

“Stop,” I blush.

Jooheon chuckles then nips at the top of my ear as he drops the necklace. I let out a gasp when he returns his attention to my bra-covered globes. His thumbs brush over my nipples, the nubs instantly hardening even more. I grip onto his thighs, trying to find something to steady me. The muscle there is thick, hard beneath my palms, and my mind conjures up some very erotic images of me riding one of his thighs.

Wasting no more time, his fingers trace a path down to my jeans, where they deftly release the button. My breath catches as my attention hyper-focuses on his hand as he slides the zipper down and then slips beneath the hem of my underwear. The instant the pad of his finger glides over my clit, a shock of electric heat shoots throughout my body. The sensations feel way too good; I can no longer hold my head up and let it fall against his chest.

Jooheon delves lower and soon discovers exactly just how much I am enjoying everything so far. A mixture of a purr and groan rumbles in his throat as he swirls his finger around my juices, pulling a moan from me. Bringing his focus back to my most sensitive bundle of nerves, I feel like I’m going to lose my mind. His movements are slow at first, stoking the embers that he had already lit with his previous ministrations. I don’t even realize he’s brought a hand back up to one of my breasts until he’s pinching at my nipple. He pulls the cup down, removing the barrier, and the warmth of his hand directly on my flesh is searing hot. His thumb flicks rapidly against the pebbled nub, and the fingers at my clit also pick up the pace.

“Oh, God!”

I rut against his fingers, my cheeks flushing with heat not only from the pleasure that is building but also from shame. I am utterly mortified at how desperate I am for him. Yet, at the same time, I can’t stop myself. My hips roll of their own accord, faster, more desperately, and I push away all thoughts seeking more of what he is offering. I focus on how good he is making me feel. His slim fingers, slick with my arousal, slide so smoothly over my sensitive bud, making my back arch and my eyes to close tightly.

“Shit,” I pant.

I can feel his erection poking at my back, and I wish so badly he would just fuck me with it already.

“That’s it,” he presses his plush lips to the back of my neck. “Just let go.”

He sucks at my ear, moaning softly as his fingers speed up. I bite down on my bottom lip, trying to quiet my moans.

“Let me hear you, baby.” Jooheon’s voice is low, gravelly with lust. “Say my name.”

I gasp loudly as stars burst behind my eyelids. A flood of warmth shoots through my body, and my hands push roughly down on his as my clit throbs.

“Oh, fuck, Jooheon!” I grit out as he brings me over the edge. “Jooheon!”

My hips jut forward a few more times as his fingers try to move beneath the vice-like pressure my hand has on his wanting to drag out my release. As over sensitivity soon takes over, I pull his hand away and attempt to catch my breath. Jooheon kisses my head tenderly, his hands soothingly coasting up and down my arms as he waits for me to come down from my high.

Holy shit! I think to myself. Did that just really happen?!

As the bliss of the moment slowly ebbs away and reality sets in, it’s all I can do not to freak out. I am so grateful he can’t see my face and the grin I am fighting so hard to keep from breaking out on my lips.

“괜찮아 (Gwaenchana-Are you ok)?”

The deep timbre of his voice breaks into my rampant thoughts. Am I ok? “Mhmm,” I nod dumbly.

Hell yeah, I am!

“Let me see,” he insists.

I press my lips together as I sit up, fixing my bra before maneuvering around so that I am now kneeling between his legs. Jooheon has a very pleased grin on his face that makes it difficult to keep one of my own from finally breaking free.

“See?” I say playfully.

Jooheon lifts a hand up to my chin, his thumb swiping across my mouth. His eyes darken, the stare intense as he watches me. Instantly, my heart thrums back to life behind my ribcage. Then, like a magnet, I’m drawn down towards him. Jooheon stretches to meet me part way, and we both swallow each other's sharp inhales when our lips finally crash against each other.

And his plush lips feel even more incredible than anything I could have imagined. Jooheon wraps an arm around my lower back, pulling me tighter against him. Hands on his shoulders, I wriggle out of his hold and break the kiss. I’m going to lose my mind, with how good he looks. His cheeks are flushed, and his lips are swollen from our passionate kiss.

“Where are you going?” he whines with a pout.

“Not far,” I tease. “Just returning the favor.”

“Returning the fav-” His voice trails off as I reach for the button of his jeans. Eyes locked on my hands, he breathes out, “Oh….”

I can’t help but giggle as he eagerly lifts his ass to help me get his jeans and boxers off. The cock that springs out in front of me is achingly pink and stiff. Knowing he got this way just from touching me greatly boosts my confidence. Tossing the pants over the edge of the bed, I look up to see Jooheon cock an eyebrow at me.

I huff out a short laugh, “Fine.”

I hop off the bed. With my jeans already unbuttoned and unzipped, it only takes me two seconds to remove my own pants and socks. They join his pants on the ground with a hushed thump. As the movie continues to play in the background, I return to the bed to find Jooheon completely naked. In the short time it took me to take off my pants, he’d removed his tank top and socks.

Lying on the bed, his teeth nibbling on his bottom lip, he is complete perfection. The dim lighting the TV provides does nothing to diminish the soft glow of his tanned skin. Though he is not bulky with muscle, there are still shadows cast across his lean upper body and abdomen that beg to be traced and explored.

Crawling back between his legs, I watch the abdominal muscle beneath his skin contract in anticipation. My nipples tighten behind my bra as my own core contracts at the sight of him. I flit my eyes up to meet his heavy-lidded ones and watch his Adam’s Apple bob anxiously in his throat as I bring my mouth closer to his weeping dick. The hiss he lets out as his tip meets my tongue is music to my ears. He tries so hard to keep his eyes open, to watch as I wrap my lips around him, but his head falls back as he lets out a deep groan, hands fisting in the comforter. Flattening my tongue and relaxing my jaw, I slowly take him deeper and deeper inside my warm, wet mouth.

“Oh, shit,” he curses as he looks back down.

His pupils are completely blown out, his eyes appearing black as they watch me intently. Seeing him so wrecked because of what I’m doing emboldens me. Lifting up to lap at the tip of him, my fingers envelop his shaft. He reaches a hand out to cradle my head, urging me to take him in again. I don’t fight it, letting him guide me back down along his length. My hand and mouth work in tandem, sliding up and down his cock. Hollowing my cheeks, I swirl and curl my tongue around him, and the long-drawn-out groans that it pulls forth from him have moans and whimpers of my own vibrating up my throat.

I can feel him growing harder against my tongue, so I’m slightly surprised when his hand shifts from my head down to my chin and tilts it up. His dick slips out of my mouth with a lewd pop, and he almost looks like he regrets stopping me.

“What?” I ask as I wipe the back of my hand across my lips.

Had I done something wrong?

“Fuck,” he breathes, closing his eyes. Looking back down at me, he pats his lap. “Come up here.”

I smile in relief and eagerly obey, straddling him. His mouth is instantly on mine, his hands sliding down to grab my ass. Wrapping my arms around his neck, it feels as if I just can’t get any closer to him. Our bodies roll against each other, and by this point, my panties are completely ruined. I feel one of his hands trail up to my bra and unclasp it. He breaks the kiss to help me remove it completely. It joins the pile on the carpeted floor.

Delving down, his plump lips latch onto one of my nipples. My back arches, giving him easier access, and I reach behind me to grab at his cock, stroking him as he sucks on me. My hips roll, seeking friction to ease the tension that is building.

“Jooheon!” I whimper.

“Ok, baby,” he murmurs as he moves to my other breast.

Though I had cum already, seeing him like this, hearing him like this, his mouth all over me, I was ready again for another.

“Please, Jooheon,” I plead.

I was so far gone that I didn’t care; I was begging. I wanted him, needed to feel him inside me so badly; I didn’t care how needy I sounded at the moment.

He chuckles before kissing me between my breasts. Leaning back, he hooks his finger on my underwear and snaps it against my skin.

“Take these off.”

I nod, scampering off of him to remove them in record time. I throw the sodden material into the darkness beyond, drawing another chuckle from Jooheon.

“Hush,” I chastise him playfully.

He leans over to grab his wallet from the bedside table and pulls out a condom. Dropping the wallet back on the table, he makes quick work slipping the rubber on. Jooheon coaxes me back to his lap. Spreading wide, I help him guide his dick to my entrance. We both let out blissful moans as I slowly slide down his length. The stretch has my eyes closing, and I can feel his hands digging into my sides.

Bottoming out, we both take a moment to let me adjust to the intrusion. He peppers my chest with opened mouth kisses that have another layer of slickness coating my walls and his cock. I have never been so aroused in my life. I rock my hips and feel him twitch inside me, his hands tightening at my hips. I let my hands rest on his shoulders, using them to help me lift higher only to slowly grind down on him.

“Damn, baby,” Jooheon purrs.

He matches my rhythm, and we are both panting, drawing ever so close to the release we are both seeking. At first, his hands loosen at my hips, letting me lead. The more desperate we become, his hands grip fervently to my hips, helping me move faster over him.

“God, that feels so good!”

I’m so close that I can barely focus. My walls constrict and release around Jooheon, and his head falls back. My hands slip behind his neck, my fingers gripping the strands there. His eyes widen, flitting to mine, and I feel him pulse inside me as a deep groan rumbles up from his chest.

Fuck, that’s so hot! He is so close; I can feel it, as am I. I roll and rock my waist, taking him in deeper. One of his hand's snakes in between us. The pleasure intensifies as his fingers find my clit; my head falls back, and my eyes shut. It’s all so much.

“Look at me, baby,” Jooheon grits out.

“Jooheon,” I whimper as I struggle to comply.

Meeting his gaze, I let out a moan at the sight of his fucked out face. Sweaty strands of hair cling to his forehead and temples, his cherry lips look completely ravished, and his own eyes are barely opened slits, but it’s enough. It’s enough for him to see me and know he’s got me just as whipped.

“Turn around for me, baby,” Jooheon urges.

Through my haze, I manage to get off of his lap. My limbs feel heavy, but I get on my knees and forearms anyway. His palm caresses my ass and gives it a gentle smack. Fuck, I think I’m going to lose my mind! Aligning his cock with my center, I don’t even have a moment to take a breath. He’s thrusting into my soaking wet cunt with no warning.

“Oh my God!”

I can feel a jolt of pleasure instantly tremble through me. In this new position, I can feel every inch of him. Each thrust feels so deep and tight I can only babble incoherent words and curses as I push back into him. I snake my hand between my legs and delve my fingers into the slickness there. I hiss at how swollen and sensitive my clit is. Instantly, the pleasure heightens.

“That’s it, baby,” Jooheon pants. “Touch yourself.”

Glancing over my shoulder, Jooheon bites down on his lip, and my fingers speed up. The visual and sensations are just too much, and the little bit of control I had been holding onto snaps.

“Fuck, Jooheon!”

My back arches as I clamp around his dick, my walls thrumming and contracting around him. Jooheon’s thrust quicken as he chases after his own ecstasy. My face falls onto the bed, my ass lifting higher. The angle brings him deeper still inside of me, and it’s enough to push him over the edge. A long deep groan falls from his lips as his eyes squeeze shut, the grip on my hips vice-like. His hips stutter up into me, and I can’t help but moan as I feel him pulse inside of me as he cums hard.

My body feels like jelly, and it takes the last bit of energy I have to turn my head to face Jooheon as he collapses beside me. Jooheon’s smiling face is there to greet me, and I can’t help but return the gesture.

“Hey,” he grins as he scoots closer to me.

“Hey,” I murmur drowsily.

Brushing the hair from my face, he caresses my back tenderly before kissing my shoulder.

“Gotta clean up,” he winks at me, and I can’t believe I dare to blush after all we’ve done.

Burying my face in the comforter, I nod, and he laughs. I feel the bed shift and then hear the click of the bathroom light switch. Forcing myself up, I locate my bra and underwear. After putting on the bra, I slip on the underwear, wincing to find they were still slightly damp in the crotch area. Making my way to the bathroom as well, Jooheon is just washing his hands when I walk in. He gives my ass a pat as he walks out.

“Hey,” I swat his arm in feign annoyance, and he just laughs.

I use the toilet, clean myself up, then wash my hands and face. Rinsing my mouth with the sink water, I finally feel clean enough to go back into the room. Jooheon was under the comforter staring at the TV. That’s right. The movie was still playing. It was pretty late now. Was Jooheon expecting me to leave now that everything was finished? I eye my clothes that are currently on the bedside table instead of the floor. Hmmm. Was that a hint? I approach the pile and reach out for the shirt.

“Can you stay a little longer?” he asks.

I feel a flutter in my stomach.

“Are you sure?” I ask, the initial insecurities creeping back up.

“Yes,” he replies, pulling the comforter down for me to slide into.

What did I have to lose?

“Ok.”

I get in, and he throws the comforter over me.

“Come closer,” he whines.

He meets me part way. Opening his arms towards me, I slide into his embrace. Tucked in comfortably against his chest, the drowsiness pulls at my eyelids.

“Good night, Jooheon,” I yawn and snuggle into his warmth.

“Good night, Y/N,” he parrots, kissing my head.

What is that? I wonder groggily as a loud, incessant sound accosts my ears. I peel my eyes open just when Jooheon lets me go in order to lean over to grab his phone. Turning off the alarm, he groans in displeasure. Rolling back towards me, he pats my arm gently.

“Y/N, baby, you have to wake up.”

“Mmm,” I grunt with a pout and snuggle back into his chest.

I feel the bed shake with Jooheon’s amused chuckles.

“I have to get ready. We are flying out in a few hours.”

“Mmm,” I pout some more, but then I do sit up.

Throwing back the covers, Jooheon gets off the bed and turns on the bedside lamp. I crawl out after him and zombie-walk to my clothes and put them on. I fix my hair as best as I can, and then Jooheon walks me to the door. This had all felt like a dream for me, and I truly did not want it all to end already. Reaching for the door handle, I gasp when Jooheon pushes me flush against it instead, his lips latching onto me so fast my head spins. I wrap my arms behind his neck as I lift up on my tippy toes to press myself further into him.

“I wish I didn’t have to go yet,” he laments as he kisses down my neck. His hands squeeze at my ass as he grinds into me. I can barely think. Only moans and heavy breaths leave my lips. “I really had a great time.”

“Me, too,” I sigh out.

“I want more time with you,” he murmurs into my neck, “But I’m going to be late.”

“We def can’t have that,” I chuckle.

He drops a few more kisses on my lips before he pulls away.

“I hope we can do this again,” he smiles down at me, his dimples deepening.

“Well, you got my number, so,” I shrug, and he laughs.

“I’ll call you,” he nods.

“You’ll call me,” I repeat, my eyes flicking away to stare at his chest instead.

“I will,” Jooheon insists.

He pulls me gently away from the door.

“Ok,” I nod, trying to ignore the excited flutter in my heart.

He pecks my lips one last time. “Ok. I’ll see you, Y/N. Bye.”

“Bye.”

Jooheon opens the door for me, and I step out into the quiet hall. I don’t dare look back, and after a few paces, I hear the door click shut. I see the security table ahead, and Alex is still there, keeping watch with the other guard. He stands up, and I try to avoid eye contact.

“Enjoy the rest of your day, Ms. Y/LN,” he calls as I walk past.

Oh god! I think to myself as my body flushes from head to toe.

“Thanks, Alex,” I glance up quick enough to see the knowing smile on his face. There’s no judgment, but I still feel embarrassed suddenly. “Have a great day, too.”

I ride the elevator alone, and I am thankful. Peeking at my phone, I see it’s just about 4:15 in the morning. Jesus, I am going to be the worst passenger when my cousin and I start our four-hour drive home later today.

Entering our room quietly, I grab fresh underwear and my PJs and head into the bathroom to take a shower. I could still smell the powdery fresh scent of Jooheon on my skin, and I hated washing it away, but I get under the hot stream of the showerhead and scrub my body with my body wash until I was clean again. Dried up and dressed again, I tiptoe to my bed and quietly get under the covers. After making sure my alarm for ten am is still activated, I close my eyes and fall asleep.

“You look rough, girl,” my cousin laughs as we place our bags in the trunk of the car. “I hope Jooheon feels the same.”

I glare at her with a humph as we enter the vehicle.

Buckling up, I admit, “I’m exhausted, my head is thumpin’ a little, and I just want to sleep for a hundred years.”

“Daammn,” she drags out the word as she pulls out of the hotel parking and onto the main road. “He wore you out that much, huh?” I let out an unladylike snort, and my cousin laughs. “So, tell me what happened. What’s he like?

“Well,” I try to fight off a smile, but my cheeks burn with the force of the grin that graces my lips. “He really is the sweetest, gentlemanly guy I’ve ever met….”

I spare no detail from the moment I stepped out of the elevator up to the moment when things got a little heated.

“That Alex guy seems pretty cool,” she comments.

“Yeah,” I agree. “He made an awkward situation seem rather normal. Which is what makes me wonder how often they do that, you know, have people sign NDA’s?”

“Who knows,” she shrugs. “I wouldn’t be surprise if it’s quite often, and I wouldn’t be mad about it either. They are grown men, after all, and have their needs.”

“Yeah, I know,” I nod, looking out the window a bit distractedly. “It’s just; I don’t know, Jooheon said he’d call me… I just… my worry is that he goes to the next stop and hooks up with someone else… which he has every right to,” I rush to add. “I don’t know; I guess I just got my hopes up, and that’s my own fault.”

“No, I get it,” my cousin nods. “He said he’d call. Only time will tell if he makes good on that promise. It’s only been a few hours. No sense in stressing about it.”

“You’re right,” I concede.

“In the meantime, let’s car karaoke!” she shimmies in her seat as she passes me her phone. “We got a long ass drive.”

I laugh but pull up our karaoke playlist, and we begin to sing.

About two hours into our drive, there is a ping on my cell from an unknown number. I open up the message and gasp as my heart rate picks up. My cousin lowers the music.

“I think it’s him,” I whisper.

“Yeah?” she glances over quickly at me before returning her eyes to the road. “What’s it say?”

UNKNOWN: I know I promised to call, but i’ve been busy. I finally had a minute while heading to do another interview. Did you get home, ok?

I read out the message and then ask, “Do you think it’s really him?”

“I mean, who else could it be?”

“Alex?” I deadpan.

“Alex?!” she bursts into laughter. “Say that to him and see what he says.”

ME: Who’s this?

UNKNOWN: Aish. Really? Who else can it be? Did you forget me already?

ME: Well, I have to be sure. For all I know, this could be Alex.

UNKNOWN: Alex? Who is Alex?

My cousin and I burst out into hysterical laughter.

UNKNOWN: Are you talkin about security alex?

UNKNOWN: Why would it be him?

“Ooop,” my cousin purses her lips. “Ya boy’s getting jealous.”

“Stop, no he’s not.”

But I smile at the possibility of it.

ME: If this is really you, tell me something from last night (this morning)...

I watch the three little dots blink, disappear and then reappear before his message comes through.

UNKNOWN: We watched ‘Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind.’

“Oh, yeah. It’s him,” I say after reading the message aloud.

UNKNOWN: better said it watched us😜

“If I had any doubts, he just squashed them,” I say as I pat my heated cheeks.

“What’d he say?”

“He says the movie actually watched us.”

“Ooooh, girl!” she smacks my shoulder. “That’s actually really hot.”

“Aggh, I’m so embarrassed.”

“Don’t be,” she reassures me. “Sex is natural, and if he’s making comments like that, he enjoyed his time.”

“I guess so….”

“You guess so?” She shakes her head. “I know so. Now reply to him before he thinks you are a prude.”

“Oh, Lord,” I roll my eyes playfully.

ME: Alright, you little flirt, I see it’s you.

UNKNOWN: 😏

UNKNOWN: Save my number.

Me: Ok

Honey: I have a few interviews and practice, but I’ll be free around 1030 tonight. If you want to try watching the movie again I can call you.

ME: Really? We can do that?

Honey: I’m sure we can. We’ll figure it out.

Me: Ok. yeah. I’d like that.

Honey: We just got to the radio station. I gotta go. I’ll talk to you later.

ME: Bye

Putting my phone away, I look out at the highway flying by. This all felt like the best dream ever. Never did I ever imagine this would ever happen.

“Alright now,” my cousin brings my attention back to the moment. “You better do your makeup and put on a nice outfit tonight. But first, you should get some sleep as soon as we get home.”

I chuckle even as I give her an incredulous look.

“Why are you always trying to put me to bed?!”

“What?” she tries to plant a stoic expression on her face but cracks a smile instead. “I’m just saying. You have no idea how long you will stay up this time.”

We both burst into raucous laughter, and I’m so grateful at least one of us is thinking properly because my mind is already racing. My mind is just blown at having the chance to get to know the real Jooheon.

I don’t know how long this will go on, but I’m going to take a page from my cousin's book. I’m going to let myself enjoy it all while it lasts and not waste time on the what-ifs.

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Shirtless Jooheon @ooom_xoooo

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Always On Time - Chapter 18

Pairing: Jooheon x female OC

Genre: childhood friends to enemies, enemies to friends, friends to lovers, smut (later chapters), fluff, angst, slow burn, idol AU!

Warning: mentions of mental health issues, mentions of workaholic disorder, curse words

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Chapter 18

"We’re almost there," Julie said as she looked at the map on her cellphone. "According to this, we’re 20 minutes away".

"Jeez, Jules, couldn’t you find a more distant place to go on a Monday morning?" Jooheon teased her. "We’ve been driving almost two hours and..."

"Don’t start complaining," Julie cut him. "I offered to drive an hour ago and you refused because, quote on quote, 'my Precious is not used to being handled by strangers'"

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, fine, fine, it’s my fault..." Jooheon accepted.

In those last two hours of travel, the rapper had felt back in school. The situation was not entirely natural, as Jooheon knew that Julie was forcing some conversation topics, but at times like that her true self came out and Jooheon was happy that, at least at times, the girl would relax and stop thinking about everything that was going on.

"Jules, by the way... what are you doing here?" asked the rapper. "It’s about two hours from Seoul without heavy traffic".

"It’s my plan B," she replied. "We need a hall of mirrors to replace the club set and yesterday I found the invitation of some friends for the inauguration of their new gallery-museum. They won a contest a while ago, earning the favor of several wealthy families, married, and now manage the private collections of their investors. Recently, they built the gallery that we are going to visit and today is the pre-opening".

"Pre-opening?"

"It is a private party that they organize with their main investor and first exhibitor of the gallery" she explained. "It’s basically a party where investors flaunt their money behind closed doors before it’s open to the public".

"And they invited you?"

"Not to this party, to the general opening next week, but I asked for a favor and... here we are," she explained. "In the photos, I saw that they have a hall of movable mirrors that form a maze of reflections. I thought we could use it to record and give exposure to their project to other audiences... Turn here to the right and... there it is, a bit ahead".

Jooheon entered a private street and as he approached he could see a dark brown building with a single large window going from side to side of what would be the second floor. It was a fancy place... although Jooheon thought whoever designed it was a little desperate to show off his money.

"Jooheon-ah," Julie called him before she got out of the car, "don’t take this the wrong way, but let me do the talking, okay?"

Jooheon just laughed and nodded.

"I wasn’t going to open my mouth, Jules. Don’t worry".

*****

Almost three hours later... Jooheon had done most of the talking.

It turns out that Jules' friend was a Monbebe and Jooheon was her bias, so when the rapper got out of the car, the girl almost fainted from the excitement. Jooheon was only relieved that her husband would laugh and not be jealous.

Julie, for her part, could not say anything at first because her friend kept asking her why she didn’t tell her Lee Jooheon was coming along. After that, she could not talk much either, because her friends were more interested in the idol than in her. In the end, she sighed and decided to use that to her advantage. The result? They managed to secure the last filming set.

"God, my head," Julie said after saying goodbye to the couple and getting in the car with Jooheon.

"I liked them," Jooheon said closing the door.

"Ha, your ego liked them, doesn’t it?".

"Auch, Jules" the rapper said. "Don’t tell me that you became the jealous type in these years" he bothered her.

"Shut the fuck up and stop talking shit".

"HAHAHAHAHAHHA you started... Well, now what?"

"Now, let’s go to Seoul to..."

"Wait, what about lunch?"

"Lunch... we can eat something on the way, right?" she said.

"The last time you ate anything was 6 hours ago, Julianne," Jooheon said. Julie looked at him again in amazement as Jooheon hardly ever called her by her full name. "We’re going to have a real meal. I asked your friend for good restaurants and she recommended the hotel nearby. After that, we go to Seoul".

Julie was going to protest, but her stomach tricked her at the time, so she decided to shut up and lay her head on the seat while Jooheon drove.

******

"IS THAT I.M.?" Julie asked in surprise. She was having lunch with Jooheon at the hotel’s restaurant and they started talking about all the things that the rapper had done, and what they had forced him to do, during those years. Naturally, they ended up talking about his members and Jooheon was showing her a video of I.M. dancing on their first reality... one of those videos that the maknae had begged him to delete from his cell phone, which Jooheon clearly did not do.

"The same one".

"The same I.M. who’s with Liv?... the Liv I know?"

"Well... yes" Jooheon laughed. "In his defense, Changkyungnie has matured a lot in recent years. He’s still an idiot and he’s still capable of making ridiculous things like this, but meeting Liv made him grow up".

"I see... well, I guess some people change".

"All people change, Jules" Jooheon corrected. "Although some, like I.M., need a strong slap to do so".

"Poor thing... but if that got him where he is, good for him, I guess?"

"Yes, I think so," Jooheon conceded. "Changkyungnie and Liv went through a lot, although if you asked me, a conversation would have saved them a lot of trouble, but the important thing is that they are already well. They even act like a married couple".

"You say it like it was something bad".

"Nah, it’s not bad," Jooheon said. "It’s just... strange? I mean, although there’s not much age difference, I.M. is still my little brother. Sometimes I find it hard to believe he’s grown so much".

"Don’t tell me you’re one of those people who feels bad because their younger brothers have a partner before them," Julie teased him.

Jooheon knew it was a joke but decided to test the waters and give a serious answer.

"No, not at all, I’m very happy for them," he said. "But having a couple like them around all the time makes you think, you know? And... want things".

Julie didn't say much to that.

"Don’t mind me," Jooheon said, cutting off the moment. "I guess I’m so full that I already talk nonsense".

"You always talk nonsense," Julianne responded.

"Well... more than usual" he relented. "Are you ready to go?"

"Yes, we should be getting back," Julie said, raising her hand to get the check.

*****

"Closed?" Julie asked the traffic officer in front of them. "What do you mean the road is closed? It was perfectly fine when we came in the morning".

"There was an accident about half an hour ago," the officer replied. "There was a landslide, and some cars were buried under the dirt and there were some collisions between the cars that stopped suddenly. No fatalities, but no one can pass until we finish treating the wounded, clear the road and secure other parts of the route. We do not want something similar to happen".

"And how long do you think it will take, officer?" Jooheon asked.

"Well... at this rate, the road will probably be completely ready tomorrow morning, considering the cleaning and general inspection work that needs to be done".

"This is not happening," Julie sighed. "Do you know if there is another route to Seoul?"

"Not by land," the officer said. "There is another option which is to take the ferry, but due to the closure of the route there must be more demand than normal and I know that the owner does not like to make trips after sunset".

"No problem," said Julie, "we’ll try to get there, could you tell us which way to go?"

*****

Twenty minutes later, Julie was ready to throw a tantrum in the middle of the harbor. They had arrived as quickly as possible, but, as the officer had told them, there were many people trying to reach the city, and the ferry was overloaded. They had organized two more trips and were giving tokens to those who arrived so that they knew on which trip they would go... Unfortunately, Julie and Jooheon arrived very late and the last seats of the last trip had been filled long ago.

Julianne swallowed her anger and frustration and headed to the car with Jooheon behind. The least she could do was to maintain her dignity.

Upon reaching the car, she opened the passenger door and threw herself into the seat. Jooheon closed the door and walked slowly toward the driver’s seat. When he got in the car too, Julie was talking to herself:

"This is a joke... that’s it, it’s a joke... no, it’s a test, the company is testing my patience... Which is the stupidest idea I’ve ever had in my life, why the fuck would an entertainment company do that?... No, no, no, this is... this is a meme... that’s it, it’s a meme, because there’s no other way that this last week was really my life... argggg... now what do I do?"

"Well, for starters," Jooheon interrupted, "I already called Wonho-hyung and explained the situation. Areum-ah and Ivy are covering for you and told me to calm down. We have no equipment to work with, so all we can do is wait until tomorrow for the road to be clear again".

"I’m going to be late in everything... tomorrow we had the final presentation and I have to edit it... And I also had the last round of package reviews, so if we were too late, they might not be ready for the comeback and that would be a problem... AND THE PRINTS. Today they had to get to the office and I had to send them to..."

"Julianne" Jooheon said, cutting off the girl’s line of thought once more. "Calm down, will you? A vein will explode if you continue like this".

"How can I calm down if..."

"Don’t you trust your team?" Jooheon threw. "Look, I know you feel bad about not being able to do everything you had to do, but Areum-ah and Ivy know what you know, I’m sure they’ll take care of everything... We can’t do anything, but at least you can spend this time without falling into a stress coma".

Julie kept quiet. Jooheon was right, but her mind was spinning and she didn’t want to accept that the rapper was right.

"Well, since we agree" continued the rapper, "how about an ice cream?"

Jooheon and Julie spent the next few hours getting to know the small, yet exclusive, coastal town. At first, Julianne was not very happy, but Jooheon convinced her and they had a pleasant afternoon. Jooheon called the hotel where they had lunch and booked two rooms. Julie objected as it was a very expensive place for the budget she had, but had to give in when Jooheon told her that he had already paid for the rooms.

After walking along the beach, both went on to buy the essentials to spend the night: pajamas, toothbrush, toothpaste, deodorant... After that, they went to dinner and returned to the hotel around 8 p.m. When they entered, they saw many people dressed in gala outfits in the lobby and apparently there was some kind of party. Music was coming out of one of the rooms and there was almost no staff in sight, which probably meant they were in the lounge attending to the guests.

"What is the occasion?" Jooheon said in awe of the hustle and bustle.

"I think it’s the pre-opening after-party," Julie said, recognizing some faces. "I knew they were going to do it in a hotel, but I didn’t know it would be in this one".

"Well, apparently they did well with the event," he said. "Here, wait for me here, I’ll go get the keys to the rooms," said the rapper giving his bag to Julie and heading to the reception.

Julianne stepped aside and was admiring one of the paintings hanging in a section of the lobby that the girl assumed was a waiting room. It had armchairs, tea tables, magazines, a coffee machine...

"Julie?" said a voice at her back.

On hearing her name, Julianne froze in place. She felt a chill running down her back and tears threatening to build up in her eyes. She never expected to find Kang-Dae there, wasn’t he supposed to be out of the country? Besides, he never really liked these social gatherings, so what was he doing there?

Slowly, Julie turned and looked straight at him.

"Kang-Dae-ssi" she greeted. "I... I did not expect to see you here".

"Neither did I," he said.

After that initial greeting, neither of them knew what to say. They both had their last conversation in mind and Julie was still upset about his almost intervention, not to mention she was still recovering from her breakup a few months ago.

"Well, I think..." started Julie before another female voice cut her off.

"Oppa! There you are," said a girl dressed in yellow who came to Kang-Dae’s side and intertwined her arm with his. "I was looking for you inside, did something happen?"

Julie felt nauseous and the tears she had swallowed were threatening to fill her eyes again. She didn’t know the girl’s name, but she knew she was the daughter and heiress of one of the largest textile conglomerates in the country. No wonder they were together at the party...

"Who is she, oppa?" the girl said with a defiant look at Julie. That look told her that she knew exactly who Julianne was, but she wanted to hear her "oppa" answer. Julie did not give her the pleasure.

"I was Kang-Dae-ssi’s college classmate," she said briefly. "A pleasure".

"Julie, are you here alone?" Kang-Dae began, ignoring his companion’s question. "Did something happen in...?"

"Jules!"

The three of them turned to see the owner of that voice and Julie thanked Jooheon for the excellent timing.

"There you are," the rapper added as he walked up to Julie’s side and put his hand around her waist. "Oh, Kang-Dae-ssi? What a surprise"

"Jooheon-ssi" replied the businessman without taking his eyes off Jooheon’s hand.

"Do you have the key?" asked Julie approaching Jooheon and seeing the rapper in the eyes. The girl wasted no time and decided to continue the game Jooheon started. It was a completely childish move, but how good it felt.

"Yes, here it is... it was tough, but I managed to get one of the suites," continued the rapper without losing sight of Kang-Dae’s face. "Give me the bags, they must be heavy".

"Did you come together?" Kang-Dae asked.

"Oppa!" her companion said with laughter. The girl seemed much more relaxed now. "Don’t be like that, don’t ask those things... Sorry, he can be very direct sometimes".

"Don’t worry," Julie replied. "It was nice to see you, Kang-Dae-ssi, but we’re a little tired, so..."

"Oh, sure, go ahead," replied the other girl before Kang-Dae could say anything. "Oppa, come on, they’re waiting for us inside..."

The four said goodbye with nods and Julie and Jooheon headed to the elevator holding hands. Jooheon could feel Julie shaking, so he brought her closer to him, put his hand on her back, and directed her all the way. Once inside the elevator, Jooheon kept his hand on her back and left it there until they reached the room.

Only upon entering and seeing the suite they were in, Julie reacted:

"You told me you had booked normal rooms," she told the rapper.

"I did... but at the reception, they told me they made a mistake and gave me this one"

"It’s ridiculous, we have to go to..."

"Calm down, Jules," Jooheon said, taking her by the shoulders and looking at her face. "I promise it’s nothing, okay? And look, you see that door? There’s my room. It’s a double suite, so we’ll sleep in different beds... in case you were worried..."

"I’m not 5, Jooheon," Julie replied.

"Mphf, no, I guess not," Jooheon said with a dry laugh.

The rapper lowered his arms when he saw that Julie was calmer, but both stood there, not knowing very well what to do.

"Jules..."

"Thank you" she cut him. "Thank you for what you did down there".

"Tha-... Uff, I thought you were going to be mad at me," Jooheon said relieved. "It was nothing, Jules... And I know you probably don’t want to tell me, but... are you okay?"

Julie laughed low and turned to sit on the bed. Jooheon followed her and sat next to her.

"Do you remember what you told me the day of Minhyuk-ssi’s inauguration?" Julie asked.

"If it’s going to make you angry with me now... no, I don’t remember".

"Don’t be an idiot" Julie said. "What you said to me... hurt, Jooheon-ah. I really did... but I think what hurt me most was that you were right".

Jooheon never expected Julie to tell him that, so he was caught off guard.

"You know? I had a plan... it was a very nice plan and all I had to do was keep walking in a straight line," Julianne began. "At first everything was wonderful. I know it doesn’t seem like it and you probably won’t believe it, but I was genuinely happy with the plan I had... the problem was that the plan changed and I refused to see it. I just... I was afraid of what would happen if I went another way and..."

Julie’s voice broke and she could no longer speak. Jooheon wanted to hug her, but Julie straightened her back and the rapper understood that she needed her space.

The girl got up and went to the suit’s window. The hotel gardens were visible from there and with the lights on it looked like it was a scene taken from a book.

"There’s nothing wrong with changing plans, Jules," Jooheon assured her. "Especially when the path you were following was hurting you".

"Sometimes I wonder what would have happened if... if..."

"If we hadn’t met again," Jooheon finished for her.

Julie did not respond. Both remained silent for a while until she spoke again.

"I feel on the edge of a cliff, Jooheon-ah" Julie admitted. "I’m afraid to jump, but I’m also afraid to go back..."

"I know what that feels like" said the rapper getting up to get closer to Julie. "Lose control or go back to the safe zone..."

"What would you do?" Julie asked him, turning around to look him in the eyes. "What did you do to feel better, Jooheon-ah?"

The plea in Julie’s eyes was more than what Jooheon could bear. The rapper felt this need to hug her and tell her that everything would be okay, but he knew that it could pressure Julie in the wrong way, so he held back. But he felt his hands burning.

"I... well... you know me, Jules. I decided to jump and lose some control".

"And... did it work?"

"Mmmmm... something like that?" said the rapper. "But that doesn’t mean you have to make hasty decisions. I know you prefer to think things over and..."

"All my life I’ve thought things through" she cut him off. "I feel comfortable with that, but when I decided to take a leap and quit my job, for example, I felt... alive".

Both were silent again. Jooheon didn’t know where this conversation was going and Julie was dizzy from so many things going through her head.

No, no more, she thought. I don’t want to think anymore...

"Jooheon-ah..."

"Yes?"

"That day at the gallery... you told me things could be different," she said. "You told me you could show me how I could feel every day".

In saying that, Julie was a little... scared?... for saying what she was thinking, but she knew she had to say it.

"Show me" she finished.

"Jules..." Jooheon said after swallowing the knot in his throat. That was the last thing he expected from Julie. He knew it was probably the vulnerability talking and the last thing he wanted was to take advantage of that. But he had a hard time ignoring Julie’s gaze at the moment.

"Please, Jooheon-ah," she said approaching. "I just... want to take a leap".

"Jules... in other circumstances, believe me that I... but, today you’re not thinking straight with everything that happened and..."

"I want to stop thinking," she insisted.

Jooheon said nothing and just looked at her face. He was having an internal battle because he felt his heart was going to explode, but at the same time, he was afraid to hurt her.

After a few minutes, Julie stepped back and looked down.

"I’m sorry," she said. "I shouldn’t have put you in such an uncomfortable situation".

Julie did not look up and Jooheon approached her:

"Jules, look me in the eye," he said and she did. "Jules, the last thing I want you to do is wake up regretting what might happen today. I don’t want to hurt you like this".

"Jooheon-ah... I’m sure," she replied. "But I know it could be awkward and..."

Julie stopped talking when she felt Jooheon’s hand on her lower back. The other hand was caressing her cheek and Julie could feel the heat left by the caresses of the rapper.

"Jules... take a deep breath first, okay?" he said. "Okay, now… tell me, are you really sure? What do you want?"

"I... I’m sure," she said sincerely as she looked down. "But, it’s been a while... and I don't…".

Jooheon understood perfectly, but he still needed to know if there was something the girl felt uncomfortable with.

"Jules..." he said as he looked down at Julianne’s lips. "I want to kiss you. Can I?"

Jooheon ran his thumb through Julie’s lower lip to separate it slightly from her upper lip and approached slowly. Julie hadn’t given him an answer, but she hadn’t walked away either.

Jooheon stopped just before their lips touched and it was Julie who erased the distance between the two.

Julie hoped it was an intense kiss, but Jooheon had other plans. To him, time didn’t matter, nothing mattered in those moments and he wanted Julie to feel the same.

Jooheon kissed her slowly and it was the softest kiss Julie had ever had. The rapper knew what he was doing, because soon after he could feel Julie relax and that’s when he knew that the girl was enjoying the moment. At least he knew he was.

After a while, they broke the kiss, but neither wanted things to stop there.

"Jules" Jooheon said. "Tell me if you’re uncomfortable with anything and I’ll stop, okay?"

"Mmm-kay" she said before kissing Jooheon again.

Now Julie’s hands were also on Jooheon. They ran down his back, his abdomen, his neck...

Jooheon began to walk backward pulling Julie with him until he bumped into the bed and sat on it. Without breaking the kiss, he had Jules open her legs to sit on top of him and put the girl’s knees in the bed. In this position, Jooheon ran his hands across Julianne’s legs and felt the girl’s tremors as she felt the caress. That motivated him to continue.

Jooheon broke the kiss to see Julie sitting on his lap and convince himself that he wasn’t dreaming. He put her hair behind her ears and went down to kiss her collarbone. When he reached the collar of her shirt, he began to unbutton the buttons one by one at a speed that was giving Julie anxiety.

"Are you going to last all night taking off my shirt?" she asked when she could no longer take it.

"Calm down, Jules" he reassured her. "I’m just taking my time to think about what I should do to you first".

Julie had no answer for that. Jooheon’s eyes told her that the rapper was not lying, which only increased the girl’s heart rate and she could already feel how wet she was.

She could not stand still, so she bowed and kissed Jooheon at the corner of his lips, cheek, cheekbone, jaw, clavicle... while also unbuttoning his shirt.

Jooheon only laughed at Julie’s impatience.

"Jules... let me take care of you" he asked. "I promise you won’t regret it".

Julie got the hint and stopped trying to rush things. Jooheon then resumed his task and, now with her shirt open, left a kissing path all over Julie’s chest. Soon, the shirt was on the floor and Jooheon unbuttoned the bra.

Upon hearing the click, Julie leapt, so Jooheon stopped, looked into her eyes, and kissed her again on the lips until he felt her relax in his lap again. As he kissed her, he removed her bra and began to stimulate one of Julie’s nipples.

The girl couldn’t help the moan that came out of her mouth and upon hearing it, Jooheon felt his cock instantly harden. So much so that the pressure on his pants became almost unbearable. This made Julie moan again, as in the position she was in she could perfectly feel what her moans were causing in Jooheon.

They both needed to change positions, so Jooheon turned around so that now Julie was lying on the bed on her back and he was on top of her. He took off the shirt Julie had unbuttoned and began to caress the waist of Julianne’s pants.

Minutes later, the girl’s pants were on the floor and Jooheon could feel the moisture in Julianne’s underwear.

"This is for me, Jules?" he whispered in her ear as he made a little pressure above the fabric in just the right spot.

Julie couldn’t help but arch her back and moan a little.

"That’s my girl," he said, before continuing to kiss her.

Julie was lost in a cloud of pleasure. She hadn’t felt like this for a long time and every touch of Jooheon seemed to hit the most vulnerable spot, only to feel her head explode from all the sensations she was having.

Before Julie could get used to Jooheon’s new strokes, the rapper pushed aside the underwear, without taking it off yet, and ran two fingers along the opening. Again, Julie moaned with pleasure and Jooheon took it as a signal to push the two fingers into Julie’s center and begin slow but steady movements.

Julie moaned again as she felt the intrusion and grabbed one of Jooheon’s arms. The rapper was watching Julianne’s every move, and seeing her writhing with pleasure from his caresses only excited him more and more. The lump between his legs hurt, but he refused to take care of it until Julie came at least once.

"Jooheon-ah" she said. "Jooheon-ah... more"

"More?" he asked. "You just have to ask, Jules".

The rapper removed the two fingers, but before the girl could protest, Jooheon made the last piece of cloth on her disappear and now it was not his fingers, but his tongue that Julie felt inside her.

Like his hand, the rapper’s tongue was not rushed. Julie felt the pressure and heat in her abdomen and legs slowly grow, and so did Jooheon.

When he was sure that Julie was sensitive enough, he put his thumb over her clit and started moving it in circular motions that were driving Julianne crazy. The pressure she felt was just enough for her mind to be clouded by pleasure and Julie felt every movement and caress of Jooheon that made her closer and closer to her climax.

Jooheon knew the girl was on the verge when he felt her muscles tighten. At that point, he began to make faster and more aggressive movements. Julie’s moans increased in volume until she felt all the pressure released in tremors and spasms.

Jooheon continued working until Julie’s orgasm ended. After that, he caressed Julianne’s inner legs and began to trace a path of soft kisses along her body until reaching her lips. The orgasm had been intense, and both were breathing loudly.

"Are you all right, Jules?" Jooheon asked as he lay next to Julie.

She nodded and turned to kiss him again.

Jooheon didn’t plan on taking things too far, especially since he wasn’t ready and wasn’t going to be irresponsible... but Julie had another idea.

Without breaking the kiss, Julie began to run her hands across Jooheon’s chest and arms until she reached the waist of the underpants peeking above the waist of his pants. The girl was fully aware of the state of the rapper, so she began to lower the zipper of the jeans, but the rapper stopped her.

"Jules... wait" he said with a gasp. "Wait... if you keep this up I don’t think..."

"Jooheon-ah... are you going to make me beg again?" Julie cut him with a whisper.

Jooheon swallowed the knot in his throat. He could feel the pressure between his legs increase, but the little control he had stopped the girl’s movements once more.

"Jules... wait" he asked again. "Not that I don’t want to, I just don’t come prepared".

"Open the last drawer of the nightstand," she said.

Jooheon did what Julie said without understanding, but seeing what was inside he was surprised...

"What the hell?" said the rapper when he saw the variety of condoms, pills, lubricant, and some other sex toys that were there. "How...?"

Julie did not respond. She had Jooheon lie down on the pillows and extended her arm herself to get one of the condoms out of the drawer. She started kissing Jooheon again and put the little package in the hand of the rapper. After a few minutes, she separated a little from him and looked him in the eye.

She didn’t want to force him to do something he felt uncomfortable with, she had pushed him enough and wanted him to make the final decision now.

The rapper held her gaze and asked her one last time if she was sure. Julie nodded and Jooheon wasted no time. With faster movements than the last time, the rapper made Julie lie on her back while opening the package.

Julie helped him get rid of his remaining clothes, and Jooheon was relieved when he was finally free of the pressure from his pants. They both started kissing again, but now the kiss had nothing soft or sweet about it... it was intense, it was full of the expectation they both felt.

Before putting on the condom, Jooheon made sure Julie was ready not to hurt her. He kissed her on the lips, the collarbone, the neck, the chest and slowly went down to the abdomen. He then ran his fingers through the opening and smiled as he felt Julianne’s center completely wet again.

"Jooheon-ah" Julie moaned suddenly.

Jooheon stopped and looked her in the eye.

"Jooheon-ah... I’m going crazy," she admitted. "I need you... fast".

"Whatever you order, Jules," said the rapper as he positioned himself right at her entrance and began to enter slowly.

With small movements, the rapper was breaking through little by little and every inch sent shocks of pleasure through the body of both. Jooheon was in the clouds, for a moment he thought he would end up just by being inside Julie, but he managed to maintain control and not make a fool of himself.

Little by little, Jooheon’s careful movements increased in speed and Julie followed him until both reached a pace that was pushing them further and further to the edge. They were both moaning and panting, but that didn’t stop Jooheon from repositioning Julianne’s legs so she could go deeper.

The change of position made Julie feel spasms of pleasure all over her back and as a result, the moans that came out of her mouth were stronger and stronger. These sounds were driving Jooheon crazy to the point where his movements threatened to become erratic.

"Jules... Jules" Jooheon whispered in gasps.

"Jooheon-ah... I think that..."

Julie couldn’t finish because she felt Jooheon’s fingers right where she needed them. Julianne’s back arched with the new sensations and she felt the pressure on her abdomen and the heat between her legs rise again. Jooheon could also feel the girl’s muscles contracting and sending him to the edge as well.

Soon after, Julie felt her orgasm coming down her abdomen, legs and arms, and by making sure she reached her climax, Jooheon also let himself go. Julie felt him tighten up on her and they both got carried away by the pleasure-filled muscle spasms. Gradually the spasms were decreasing and both were in a state of stupor and pleasure.

Jooheon kissed Julie again as he pulled back carefully. The rapper laid down next to her and put an arm under Julianne’s head. She sighed and laid her head on Jooheon’s chest. For a few minutes, all they did was catch their breath and cuddle.

"Jules" Jooheon said after a while breaking the silence. "How do you feel? Are you okay?"

"Mmmm, I’m fine," she replied quietly.

When Jooheon saw her again, he noticed that her eyes were closing from exhaustion. He didn’t blame her, he felt he was seconds away from falling asleep, but refused to do so until he made sure Julie was okay.

"Are you cold? Does anything hurt?" he continued with questions.

"Hmm? No, I’m fine... although I have to go to the bathroom," she replied as she stood up.

Suddenly, Julie became aware of her naked body, but before she could do anything about it Jooheon put a blanket on her shoulders and helped her to her feet. He also gave her pajamas and a tired smile that Julie returned.

When the girl came back from the bathroom, Jooheon had put on the pajamas he had bought and replaced the sheets with a clean set he found in the bedroom closet. He was just finishing rearranging the duvet when he felt Julie hugging him from behind. Not expecting the gesture, Jooheon stood still as he stroked Julianne’s hands.

"If I ask you to stay, will you be here tomorrow when I wake up?" Julie asked.

Jooheon wasn’t expecting the question either, but he didn’t hesitate to answer:

"If that’s what you want, Jules, I’ll be here".

Julie just nodded and as he felt the nod, Jooheon turned to face Julie.

"Tired?" he asked.

"A little," she said.

Jooheon just laughed and helped her get under the sheets. Then he climbed on the other side of the bed and put his arm under Julianne’s head.

The rapper felt how the girl’s breathing was getting slower and deeper.

"Sweet dreams, Jules," Jooheon said as he kissed the top of her head and was carried away by exhaustion.

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summary: dry humping on your boyf turns into sex.. warnings: pet name “baby”, p in v (with protection, ofc), a little fingering, overstimulation, nipple licking / sucking (fem. receiving), as usual he's a tease. sex is kinda rough. word count: 1.5k

“i need you to ride my cock, baby.” he said as you continued grinding your wet pussy against his still clothed crotch. your lips, that were kissing and sucking on his neck, formed a smile as he said those words. your ego rising a bit as you felt him getting harder underneath you. his hands held your hips tight as he groaned against your ear, making shivers go down your spine.

“don't make me repeat myself.” he said in a more serious tone than before, as he started to get more and more impatient. you just nodded,

not making him wait another second, you moved away from his lap for a bit, giving enough space for him to take his boxers off of the way. his hard cock falling on his tummy as it was released from the annoying fabric that covered it.

you licked your lips unconsciously as you stared at his dick; his veins marking along his shaft, precum leaking from his thick tip. but as much as he enjoyed the attention he was getting, he couldn't help but want to feel your tightness around him already.

palming his thigh, he invited you to straddle him once again. your legs resting at both his sides and your hands holding onto his shoulders. your wet pussy slightly rubbing with his dick, making you let out a small moan from the friction, your cheeks heating up.

“always ready for me, aren't you?” he teased as he grabbed your hips, your juices making it easier for him to slide his dick in between your folds. as his tip hit softly with your clit, you felt yourself getting wetter and at the same time, eager to feel him inside of you already. “does it feel good, love?” he asked, his voice becoming a bit soft now. you hummed as you closed your eyes and began to move a bit faster. “fuck, baby.” he cursed before biting his lip; “needy, are we?” he teased once again, as he moved his hands from your hips to your boobs, squeezing them in his hands as he kissed your neck. leaving warm and sloppy kisses against your delicate skin at the same time he pinched your nipples in his fingers, causing your back to arch and stopping your moves for a second for the sudden action.

“you liked that?” he asked as soon as you two made eye contact.

“maybe.” you said timidly as you felt your pussy clenching, your juices almost soaking his dick underneath you.

“i see.” he said, “take off your shirt.” he commanded, giving you enough space to do as he said before grabbing your breasts in his hands once again, massaging them and circling his fingers around your nipples, feeling them hardening up as he did so. “is this okay?” he asked as he stared up at you. you nodded, moving your hands from his shoulders to the nape of his neck as you started playing with his hair. at the same time you started moving your hips back and forth again on his cock, causing the both of you to moan in unison. he then brought his mouth closer to your boobs, carefully licking one of them with his tongue, wetting your nipple as he did so. the warmness of his mouth making you curse under your breath as you arched your back to get closer to him with the intention to feel him even more. a new wave of pleasure running through your veins as he moaned against the delicate skin of your chest, his lips sucking and slightly biting making you close your eyes at the overstimulation. your hips moving as fast as they could as you craved for more.

“please make me cum.” you whined as you made him look up at you, “please.” you repeated, as you felt more and more eager as the seconds passed by. “fuck me.”

“just because you asked so nicely.” he said before holding your waist to help you rest your back on the bed. he spread your legs and caressed your thighs as got himself in between them. leaning towards his nightstand to grab a condom and sliding it down his shaft quickly before he teased your pussy with his tip, using your juices to lube himself. he rested his hands on your knees as he shoved his dick deep inside you, letting out a loud groan as he felt how tight you were. he waited a couple of seconds before starting to thrust back and forth into you, as usual going slowly at first.

“harder.” you whined, “you don't have to be gente, i can take it.” he nodded, lifting your legs up and resting them on your stomach, allowing himself to go even deeper. he held onto your legs and let himself get lost in you, pounding his hips roughly into you. the sound of his skin hitting against yours filling the room, along with the moans that left your lips, his head going fuzzy as he fucked you harder. groans leaving from him as well as every time he reached that sweet spot inside you, you clenched tightly around his dick.

“feels so fucking good.” he moaned as he tried not to close his eyes and look at you instead. he smiled to himself as he saw your face; your eyes closed as your head fell back against the pillows, your brows slightly furrowed from the amount of pleasure. biting your lower lip in an attempt to keep your moans back a little yet, some managed to escape from your throat as you couldn't help yourself from enjoying the way your boyfriend fucked you.

he parted your legs open again as he wanted to stimulate you a bit more, guiding his thumb to your already swollen clit, he started circling it around it as he continued thrusting his hips roughly into you. the overstimulation started to build up in your body and caused your legs to shake. but he kept you in place with his free hand, holding your waist tightly.

“wrap your legs around me, baby.” he suggested and you did, now holding him even closer to you. “good girl.” he said as he lowered his body onto yours and captured one of your boobs in his mouth again, licking and sucking on your nipple slowly, softly moaning against it.

“fuck.” you said to yourself as you felt a tickling building up in your body, your back arching as he continued to give you pleasure. “mmm, i'm close.”

“cum for me then.” he groaned against your skin, his lips brushing against your nipple and causing you to shiver underneath him. he then moved his mouth from your chest and up to your neck, sucking into it softly as he reached your chin, kissing it too.

you cupped his face in your hands as you wanted to feel his lips against your own already. you stared at them, the way they looked just so.. tentative. so soft yet so sexy and a little wet, a little swollen. not waiting another second, you connected your lips with his; taking the lead in a slow and erotic kiss, moaning in between as your tongue played along with his. at the same time, he could feel his cock throbbing inside of you as your walls clenched hard around his length; cursing against his lips as you both reached the edge.

his hips moved slower and slower until they completely stopped. he broke the kiss to let the both of you catch your breath again. he held your legs in his arms before resting them carefully on the bed, pulling out of you right after.

“how you feeling?” he asked as he recovered completely from his climax. you showed him a thumb up with your eyes closed, making him chuckle. he got up just to trash the condom he was wearing before going back to bed next to you. “you know we should probably clean up…”

“i can't move.” you said.

“are you sore?” he asked, as he got up a bit, reaching your legs and parting them open as he got between them. his breath hitting with your skin.

“what are you doing?” you asked, opening your eyes to look at him as you felt like your body couldn't take another stimulus.

“just wanted to give you a massage, that's all.” he said innocently before pressing a kiss on your leg. “i’m sure you'll like it.” he added as he started leaving a track of kisses all along your inner thigh, slowly reaching your pussy. “you can always tell me to stop, though.” he teased as he looked at you, waiting for a response.

your pussy already getting wet as he spoke, his tongue barely brushing with your pussy lips as he continued tempting you. your hips moving unconsciously towards him as you tried to get more of him.

“you’re such a…” you started but gave up mid sentence as he slid his fingers through your folds.

“sorry, what were you saying?”

“nothing, just…” you cursed, “don’t stop.”

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choiheza · 2 years

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~Jooheon~

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moonhoures · 7 months

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All Of Me

🕷️ kinktober — day 7: breeding kink / creampie 🕸️

pairing: jooheon (monsta x) + reader (afab/fem)

genre: idol!au, mild angst, fluff, smut

warnings: 18+, minors do not interact, explicit smut, established relationship, unprotected sex, creampie, mention of pregnancy (but no actual pregnancy), mention of joo’s military enlistment

word count: ~2.1k

synopsis: you and your idol bf tenderly enjoy one more night together before his enlistment

a/n: dedicating this to my fav jooheon stan @carronpatrick 💕 hope you enjoy it 🫂 also, there’s not much of a breeding kink aspect to this, i’ve realized, so i removed that from the tagline 🙃

posted: october 7, 2023

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So here it was. The day you had been dreading ever since you and Jooheon first started dating. On top of dealing with the hardships of dating an idol—a very successful and famous one at that—you also had to deal with his leaving for military service. He reminded you of it every once in a while, and for the longest time it felt so far away. But now the day had arrived on your doorstep with no remorse, no empathy.

“Don’t look so sad,” your boyfriend tried to lighten the mood as you two sat at the edge of your bed. He had come over to spend the night with you and pick up some of his things from your apartment. He was set to leave for his enlistment two days from now, so this was the last day you had him all to yourself until he would go, “Eighteen months will pass faster than you think. And it’s not like we won’t be able to see or talk to each other.”

“I know,” you put all your energy into speaking with no sign of distress, but your voice betrayed you with a wobble. Jooheon frowned a little, resting his arm around your shoulders as you started to sniffle and tears pricked at your eyes.

“I’ll talk to you as often as I can. That’s a promise. You remember I made you that promise the first year we dated,” he reminded you of that night. Of course, the memory was engrained in your mind like a movie you had just seen yesterday—most of your memories with him were. You recalled you two sitting on the couch, sipping on some beer and eating take-out. He had just finished a media run for Monsta X’s most recent comeback, and he had finally got a night off to spend with you. The topic of his enlistment came up and brought down the mood, but somehow Jooheon always knew what to say to make you feel better.

“_________, I promise, on everything I own and love, that during my enlistment I will use any means and any time I have to talk to you, first and foremost,” even a little tipsy, with his hands jokingly on his chest and in the air (respectively), he managed to say those words so sincerely. You had no choice but to trust his words back then. And even now, you trusted him with everything you had.

“I feel so dumb for crying. It’s not like you’re leaving forever,” you wiped your eyes with the back of your hands, and the smallest smile finally cracked your lips when his laugh sounded from beside you.

“Exactly,” he said, “I’ll be back sooner than you think. And I’ll be sure to set aside lots of time just for us. Just for you,” he corrected himself, pressing a kiss to your head. When you looked up at him, his eyes softened at the redness and teariness in your own. His hand reached up to hold your chin still while he leaned down to give you a tender kiss.

It was a wonder that Jooheon always knew what to say in every situation, but especially without saying anything at all. It was like he spoke with his body language too. Because the kiss he gave you then seemed to whisper it’ll be okay. His other hand holding your waist assured you i’ll always be here when you need me, even if i’m not physically here. The way he rested his forehead against yours after pulling away said i’ll always be yours.

“When you get back-” you started speaking tentatively, and to your surprise, your words came out more confident than before, “-we’re not leaving this bed for a few days, at least. You understand?”

His brows raised and his dimples made an appearance as he chuckled. He nodded, biting his lip subtly before replying, “I was already planning on that. Make sure you have the condoms stocked when I get back.”

As he leaned in for another kiss, your hands were holding onto the fabric of his shirt, feebly attempting to keep him closer, “But I wanna feel you when you get back. Not latex.”

You tried not to smirk against his lips when you felt a low rumble from his chest into his throat.

“Fuck, don’t get me started, _______,” he whined, his hand already going back to your face. His fingers caressed your jaw as his eyes traced between your eyes and lips. Everything in him was begging to have you in that moment.

“Come on, Joo. One more time before you go?” you breathed out against his cheek in between the kisses you pressed to it.

You could feel his breathing getting heavier, and one glance at his lap let you know he was at least considering it. You tested the waters by leaning down and kissing under his jaw, his weak spot. You hummed, “Please.”

Your boyfriend merely groaned in response before he was taking your face in his hands, bringing your lips to his in an abrupt, smashing kiss. He took control easily, you always melted into putty in his hands. You molded to him in any way he manipulated you. He had eased you onto your back, your thighs at the edge of the bed as he continued to make out with you fervently.

Despite how tender and careful he was in his touches, there was an underlying, waiting sense of ferociousness. Like he was waiting for the perfect moment to unleash on you. And you couldn’t wait for the moment to come. You tried to coax it from him, using your fingers to grip at his back. You urged him closer with the rocking of your hips, with the nudging of your feet against his ass. He simply chuckled at your attempts, finding you cute when you were so desperate for him.

He whispered sweet nothings to you as you both discarded your clothing, utters of how beautiful you looked. How good you would feel. How he already couldn’t wait to come back even though he hadn’t left yet. Before the sadness could settle in you again, you were moaning at the feeling of his bare cock resting over your pelvis. His lips peppered kisses all over your chest as his hand pumped his erection in preparation for you. He smiled to himself when you started to move your hips up, quietly exhorting him to fuck you.

“Are the condoms still in the drawer?” he asked you, starting to peel himself away so he could go get them.

You stopped him, hands holding onto his biceps for dear life, “We don’t need to use them. If this is the last time we do this before you go, I want to feel you, Jooheon. Just you.”

Your boyfriend’s dick twitched, and he leaned back down to capture your lips again. He was so whipped for you. His heart skipped a beat when he felt your body pressed up against his. When he heard the sounds you made for him. When he felt how wet you were already. His fingertips swiped up your slit, and he relished in the airy moans you let out before he circled your clit.

“I can’t wait to feel you wrapped around me,” he said, watching your resolve crumble beneath his touch, “It’s been so long since we did it raw.”

It was; over a year, in fact. And it nearly didn’t happen at all. The two of you were getting hot and heavy in his car one day on a road trip, and had gotten to the best part before realizing neither of you had a condom on you. After a minute of panic, you decided to say fuck it and went through with your actions anyway. But you lived in anxiety afterwards. You weren’t really nervous about getting pregnant with Jooheon’s kid, though being pregnant at all did make your stomach sink. But you were more so nervous about tarnishing Jooheon’s career and/or reputation. You wouldn’t be able to live with yourself if you were the cause of such turmoil. Luckily, you didn’t fall pregnant, but you two swore not to do it with condom again until you were both sure that’s what you wanted to do. Now just felt right.

“I want to feel you,” you repeated eagerly, getting impatient. You could feel him lining up at your entrance, his hand still stroking his erection.

“You’ll feel me, baby. All of me.”

Boy, did you. You sucked in a breath as he sunk between your folds, filling you to the brim with his thick length. You watched his face screw up with a disgruntled expression as he felt your tight walls constrict him. He forgot how good you felt like this.

“Holy shit,” he grunted.

You smiled, urging him to start thrusting by pulling on his waist with your hands. Your nails lightly dug into his skin. He hissed while he pulled out, barely keeping his tip in before thrusting back into you slowly. His hips bucked into yours in a growing rhythm. Heavy breaths and the sounds of wet kissing surrounded you two. It was like the two of you made lustful music when you made love. That’s what it always was with him. “Fucking” didn’t sound right to Jooheon. If he was going to have sex with you, he was going to pour in every ounce of his love and appreciation for you that he could muster.

He drilled into you, but his lips were soft and smooth in the way they touched your body, wherever they could reach. He made sure to tell you how good you made him feel and how well you took him. Little did you know that it was mostly because he could feel the effect it had on you. Every touch, every kiss, every word had your insides fluttering, your pussy clenching on him as if he would disappear if you didn’t. In a way, he was going to disappear, you supposed.

“I’m going to miss you so much,” you pouted, feeling that sinking sensation in your stomach as you felt tears welling up in your eyes again.

Jooheon’s hips faltered as he made eye contact with you. His orbs began to mirror yours briefly before he pulled himself together. He continued to thrust into you, softer than before, “I’ll miss you so much more, trust me. I’m gonna think about you every second of every day. Gonna count down the minutes until I can see you again.”

“Joo,” you moaned as you felt your climax building in your lower belly. Your leg muscles were tensing up from the impending sensation.

“Baby,” he whimpered, on the brink of his own release. This was the only bad part of not using a condom; you felt too good. There was no way in hell he could last as long as he usually did. All he could do was hope that you would want round two, and maybe a round three, or four . . .

“Want you to cum inside.”

“I will,” he nodded, eyelids closing tight as he shuddered. He was so close, “Gonna take it all?”

“Mhm,” you hugged around his shoulders, drawing him close until his forehead was on yours. He pressed a haphazard kiss to your nose out of passion, and you chuckled softly.

“Fuc-“ he couldn’t even finish before he was cumming, painting your core. He shook under your touch, his strength wavering under the weight of his orgasm. “Holy shit, that feels so good. You feel so good. I wish you could feel this the way I do.”

Your head was spinning from the way he talked you through it. You could only moan out his name as you came after him, his warmth filling you up sending you over the edge, “Oh my God.”

“That’s it,” he kissed your neck, then he leaned down to hug you properly. It felt oddly nice having his body weight on you, like a comforting blanket.

You would miss this. Not just the love-making, but all of it. Him. You would miss him. It was hard enough being away from him most days due to his job, but having him be unavailable for long periods of time was going to be a form of hell. All you wanted to do was have him like this all the time. All to yourself. You wanted to be able to kiss him and hold him whenever you felt like it. You didn’t want to worry about him up and leaving at any time for any reason. You wanted to have him completely. Was it still selfishness if it was out of pure, uncontainable love?

“Eighteen months,” you didn’t realize you had said it out loud until Jooheon pulled away to regard you with a crestfallen nod.

“Eighteen months,” he confirmed. You prayed that it would be the fastest year and six months of your life.

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