MILK.
I.N x reader. (s,f)
Synopsis: Jeongin didn’t expect to reunite with you during his vacation, the one that remembers as his childhood sweetheart. (8,2k words)
"They're so cute!" Jeongin murmured when he saw a group of kindergartners walking in line, following their teacher who guides them in the front.
The morning was different in a seaside town like this, the air was fresh and tinted with that salty air from the sea. The sun shone so brightly and warm, just like the people that live here.
It was a great idea to take a little vacation by himself, just to refresh his mind and for a change of scenery. It wasn't new to him going on a vacation by himself, as cliché as it sounded, he needed some time for himself.
When the sun went higher and stung his skin, he went to find a place to eat and to shelter from the heat of the day.
He looked at each restaurant that caught his interest, stopped to see the menu, and see if he had the appetite for it.
"If you want to eat some seafood, I suggest you go to that place in the corner with the painting of giant squid on the wall," you said to him.
Jeongin turned to see you and looked at you blankly, at first, he thought you weren't talking to him but considering there was no other person in there, he was sure it was him.
"Oh thanks," he stuttered.
You stood there hoping he recognized you, but he just looked at you with a confused look on his face.
You stifled a laugh feeling embarrassed.
"Well, this is getting awkward!" You said, then backed away from your spot.
"Have a great lunch!" You added before walking away while carrying a pet carrier in your hands.
When he saw all the food he ordered, Jeongin thought he couldn't finish them all, but everything was so delicious that he thought it would be a pity to let go to waste.
As he sat on his chair and felt so full from his meals, he recalled the moment he met you a while ago.
It baffled him that it was you who came to him, completely out of the blue, yet he felt like he did something wrong.
What was it that tugged in his chest?
He went out and continued his plan of exploring more of the town, he walked to find something to eat for a dessert in the process.
He walked crossing a kindergarten he walked past this morning and spotted a teacher was helping the little kids into the car.
And that when it strikes him that the teacher was you, the one who recommended him the seafood place but you were much more than that. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, it invited him to take a closer look at you, and the next thing he knew, he tapped your shoulder.
A smile rose on your face when you saw it was him, "how's the lunch?" You asked him.
"Excellent!" He answered.
It was at the tip of his tongue, this smile he was seeing on you, he recognized it, but it was one of those distant memories that were hard to recall.
"Can you wait here? I'll be back in a few minutes. I just need to get my bag," you said to him.
What was this? He asked in his head.
The way you talked so casually only meant that you knew him, but how is that possible when you just met each other hardly an hour ago?
You returned with a bag slung over one shoulder and carrying a cardigan in your hand, smiling so brightly as if you met someone you haven't seen in a while.
Or could it be because of him?
"Come on! Let me treat you a coffee," you said to him as you were leading him the way.
"The weather is nice lately. You picked the right time to come here," you said to him.
He smiled a courtesy smile.
You stopped in front of a store, "wait here, I'm just going to buy something real quick!" You told him then went inside the store.
Jeongin sat on the wooden table outside and looked at the clear blue sky, birds perching on the trees, and the pleasant warm breeze that brushed his skin.
"Here, I hope you still like chocolate milk," you said to him.
Jeongin looked down at your hand and saw a small carton of milk he likes so much.
Then looked up at you, with your face backlit by the sunlight and the wind brushing to your hair, like a makeshift halo around your head.
"We're going to walk a little far. I guess it's better if we drink something," you said again.
He spotted the heart-shaped birthmark on the skin above your right elbow when you fanned your neck with your hand, and he remembered.
He finally remembered, and the memories came rushing through his head in a flash.
His lips curved into a wide smile that made his dimples appear on both of his cheeks and turned his eyes into crescents.
He took the milk and said, "no, it's still my favorite," he finally replied.
You smiled back at him, "okay, we better hurry, or all the good ones will be taken," you said to him.
The whole walk, Jeongin couldn't focus on what you were blabbering about, he was still amazed to see you after years and in a town that he least expected it.
"Jeongin?" You called him.
It was strange that he heard you calling him by his name, but the best kind of strange.
"Yes?" He finally responded.
"Are you here for a vacation?" You asked, you waited for him to catch up with you.
"Yeah," he replied.
"Are you here with anyone?" You asked again, began walking when he finally matched your pace.
He shook his head, "I came here alone," he answered.
"Interesting," you said.
"Why is that?"
You softly laughed, "The Jeongin that I knew couldn't even go to the bathroom alone," you said.
Jeongin didn't exactly remember what he was like back in kindergarten, he was in awe that you still remember.
"You have grown so much," you told him, then stopped in front of a bakery.
Jeongin chuckled as if you didn't age as well, "you too," he added.
"Well, yeah," you shrugged.
If it wasn't for the birthmark and all the lines that connected it to you, he wouldn't recognize you. You had so grown so much into this beautiful woman that captives him. If he didn't know you back then, he wouldn't even dare to try to get close to you.
After buying a few bakery goods and drinks, you walked a little bit more until you arrived at the beach. You spread the cloth you always carry in your bag on the sand then sat on it.
There were only a few people on the beach at this hour, but there would be more coming towards sunset.
"You know that if you ate it, you commit cannibalism?" You asked him as he was about to take a bite of his bread.
He got surprised that you knew his nickname, "how do you know?"
You rolled your eyes, "just because I live in a small town doesn't mean that I didn't know that you're famous," you explained then drank your iced coffee through the straw.
"No, I don't mean it that way," he quickly denied, "it's just that, I didn't know you would know about me,"
You bit into your bread and chewed it, "it's hard to resist when your childhood photos are on the internet," you said with a gleeful smile.
He groaned, "ugh,"
"Why? You look cute!" You exclaimed.
He covered his eyes with his hand, "it's embarrassing,"
"You want to trade your job with me then?" You offered, one eyebrow raised at him.
"Yes, please?" He immediately accepted the offer.
"But idol life sounds so stressful," you commented, you shook your head, "I changed my mind,"
Jeongin groaned again, "but I did look so cute when I was in kindergarten, right?" He asked, then took another bite of his bread.
You took a sip of your drink before answering, "yes, that's why I like you," you shortly replied.
Jeongin got startled by your answer.
Just like you sensed he was analyzing your answer, you quickly came up with a statement, "of course I still like you to this day, I listen to your songs almost every day," you said to him.
Jeongin raised his eyebrows at you, "yeah?"
"Yes," you confidently answer, "go ahead if you want to test me,"
Jeongin reclined with hands propped behind him, stretched his legs with his eyes squinted at you, "I'll trust you for now," he said to you.
As he sat there enjoying the afternoon, watching the waves lapped the shore with his toes buried in the warm sand, he took a deep breath and felt at peace.
For a moment, he was so lost in his thoughts that he wasn't aware the beach was getting crowded since the sun was getting low.
"Want to take a walk?" You asked him.
He was relieved that you were very considerate of him and that he wasn't comfortable in a crowded place, moreover, there was a possibility that someone might recognize him.
You threw the trash into the nearest trash bin, folded the cloth into your tote bag, began walking along the seashore carrying your shoes in your hands with both the back of your hands brushed each other’s as you walked side by side.
"So, how are you?" You asked him.
You had been spending most of your afternoon with him and realized that you haven't really asked him about his life.
That was a simple question, it was the most basic question a person could ask another person, but Jeongin found it hard to give you the right answer.
"Good, I guess?" He answered.
You chuckled, "how's your family?"
Again, that was a simple question, but no one ever really asked him such a question in a long time.
"They're great! My brother is in the last year of high school now," he answered.
"Oh?" You exclaimed, "time flies so fast!"
"How about you?" He asked.
"Uhm, not much. My mother lives in the city with my sister, and I came here like two years ago," you answered, switching hands to carry your shoes.
"Why did you move here?" He asked, but then he realized the question sounded so nosy, "if you don't mind me asking?"
"I just do," you replied with a shrug, "I just like the job, and I love this town. I get to see the beach every day. What's not to like?"
Jeongin stopped walking and looked at the breathtaking scenery that he couldn't get every day, he couldn't deny it but felt slightly jealous of you.
"Is your offer still available?" He asked.
You knitted your eyebrows in confusion, "you want to switch jobs with me?"
He nodded with a sly grin.
You shook your head, "I'm sorry. The offer has expired," you pouted at him.
"Stop frowning. Give me your phone, let me take your pictures!" You offered.
The sun was about to set for the day, and it painted the sky with violet and golden hues, you were right, it was so beautiful.
He handed you his phone and you took a few pictures of him, then handed it back to him so he could see them. He spotted both of your shadows on the sand and took a quick picture before you noticed, then took another of your silhouette backlit by the sunset.
"Have you decided on what to eat for dinner?" You asked him.
Jeongin quickly shoved his phone into his jacket pocket, "nope," he replied.
"I know a place that serves delicious udon with fresh seafood," you told him.
"Lead the way," he said with a smile.
The servers accidentally gave him your order that when he tasted the broth, he started coughing.
"Oh my God, I think you got mine," you quickly poured a glass of water for him since you ordered a spicy one.
"I'm sorry," you muttered and handed him a few tissues.
"It's okay," he said to you and wiped his mouth with the tissues, "you remember it," he said.
You refilled his glass with water, "of course, I still feel bad about that time my sister gave you one of her spicy tuna kimbap," you said.
Jeongin was even more amazed that you still remember that unfortunate day, he didn't even remember it until you mentioned it.
"Your face and ears turned red that I gave you my chocolate milk," you reminded him and switched the bowls of your meals with him before he took another spoonful of the spicy udon.
"It's amazing that you still remember that," he beamed.
You chuckled, "I have a great memory. Should I remind you of that day you peed your pants during recess?" You joked.
Jeongin's eyes widened in horror.
"Don't worry. Your secret is safe with me," you assured him, and dug into your food.
"Wait," he caught your hand by your wrist, "I ate your food earlier, you might wa-"
"It's okay. We shared our lunchboxes before. This is not much different than that," you assured him with a smile.
Again and again, Jeongin felt amazed how you still remember every little thing about him.
"When did you leave?" You asked him as you both waited for the bus to arrive.
"Tomorrow morning," he answered.
"What a shame!" You said, "I still have a few places to show you," you added, crossing your hands together on your chest.
"I'll make sure to come back here," he said.
You smiled at him, "well, you know where to find me,"
Jeongin felt sudden melancholia that his time to leave got nearer as the bus that would take him back to the hotel he was staying has arrived.
"Well," he began speaking but didn't know what else to say. To be honest, he was conflicted about leaving you.
"It was nice seeing you again, Jeongin," you said with a wide smile.
You both stood facing each other in silence, but you decided that a handshake wouldn't do it, so you went to hug him with your hands around his neck.
"See you when I see you," you said again the moment you pulled away.
The hug was brief, but Jeongin could feel the warmth of it all through the night, and the smell of sea breeze that clung on his clothes only made him even more melancholic than before.
"Miss, can I play with Nino?" A kid asked.
You sighed because it would be troublesome to chase it around the class before you leave for the day, but when he sweetly asked you like this, you couldn’t bring yourself to say no to him.
"Of course," you said, then walked to the cage that belonged to the class's pet bunny, Nino.
When you looked out of the window, you saw Jeongin waving his hand at you. You gestured him to come in since your job was done, and you just have to accompany the kids until they get picked up.
Jeongin hesitated when he stood by the doorway, unsure whether it was okay to enter the class.
"Come in!" You said to him.
You handed the bunny to the kid, "Don't give Nino your cookies, okay? Or he'll get sick again," you reminded him before placing the bunny on his lap.
You invited Jeongin to sit on the small chairs pushed to the small table with the other kids who were busy coloring books and playing puzzles.
"You're still here," you exclaimed at him but kept your voice low.
"I think another day of vacation wouldn't hurt," he said.
You tapped his forearms on his lap, "Good decision!"
"Are you sure it's okay for me to be here?" He asked.
"Yeah," you said, then picked up a crayon that rolled down the table back onto the table, "I just need to make sure they all get picked up by their parents," you added.
Jeongin felt like he was in another part of the world where everything seemed small, colorful, and nostalgic at once.
"It's funny how everything looked so big when we were younger, right?" You remarked.
Jeongin smiled because you were right, he was so small back then that everything felt so big to him.
"Is that a moon or a sun?" You asked the little girl who was coloring.
"It's the sun," she answered without looking away.
"What a nice beautiful sun!" You praised then picked up some more crayons that were on the floor back onto the table.
Jeongin felt intrigued by it since she colored the sun blue, "May I know why is it blue?" He asked.
The little girl looked up and scratched her nose, "so it won't be too hot during the day," she answered innocently.
Jeongin smiled at her and watched her coloring the rest of the drawing.
"Miss, who is he?" The little girl asked as she picked another crayon in a different color.
"This is my friend," you shortly replied.
"Are you going to marry each other like mom and dad?" She asked again, so innocently.
The little boy next to her nudged her elbow, "I will be the one who marries her," he said so confidently, "we'll get married when I get older,"
"But you're still 4 years old," the girl won't give up against him.
"Yes, but I'll get older and get taller too," the little boy stated.
You both chuckled at their adorable conversations.
"I got at least one marriage proposal in a week," you bragged to him, "it's a part of the job," then shot him a gleeful smile.
When all the kids had been picked up by their parents, you collected your bag and things, then headed out to meet Jeongin, who had been waiting by the gate.
"I get it why you like your job," he said.
You hoisted your bag higher on your shoulder and softly laughed, "yeah?"
"They remind me that there are still some innocence and purity in this world. And the way they see the world with so much curiosity and full of wonder, I wish I could relive that again," he said with a sigh.
"To experience everything for the first time all over again," you added while looking up at the blue sky.
"So, let's switch jobs!" He teased, nudged your shoulder with his, and shot you a sweet smile.
Jeongin has that smile that always invites you to smile back, "I know what you're trying to do here," you glared at him, "and it's not going to work," you added, sternly shaking your head at him.
You went into the same store and got out with the owner, then head to the house next to the store to return with two bicycles.
"I rented us bikes," you announced.
Jeongin came to get the bicycle that was handed to him from the store owner.
"It'll take a long time if we walk, it's better if we ride bicycles," you said then got on the bike.
Jeongin had a hard time riding since it had been a while he hasn't ridden a bicycle, but once he got the hang of it, he speed up and challenged you to catch him.
You stopped along the way to buy some food and drinks before heading to the place where you wanted to take him.
Jeongin started to panting when the gravel road began inclining, his calves felt like burning as he pedaled and got the bicycle to move.
"Told you it was a bad idea speeding up earlier," you told him, half-laughing. Jeongin regretted wasting his energy earlier, by speeding up and trying to taunt you.
You felt bad looking at him struggling to bike up the hill, to where you'll be having a little picnic to watch the sunset.
You immediately handed him bottled water the moment he arrived at the top.
He took a few big gulps and gasped for air, "I really should start working out soon," he breathlessly said.
You laughed and led him to the bench under the tree, then back to your bicycle to take the bags of food from the basket.
"Where are you taking me?" He asked, wiping the water from his upper lip.
"The best place to watch a sunset," you answered, then took a sip of your water.
"Here?"
You nodded, "Isn’t it worth it?" You asked him.
Jeongin shrugged because all he could see was the beach at a distance and the houses along the coast that looked like miniatures.
You began opening the pack of foods, put them on the space on the bench, and let him eat whatever he fancies. You bought quite a lot that would last until the sunset.
"Why were you carrying a pet carrier when we met?" He asked out of the blue.
You opened a pack of sliced fruits, "Oh, the pet bunny was sick because the kids kept giving him the food from their lunchboxes. I was taking him back from the vet," you answered.
"We used to have a class pet back then. It was a bird named Jojo. Do you remember?"
Jeongin couldn't recall such memories and he guessed that it would be a good time to come clean about it, "you know what?" he asked.
"Huh?"
"I can't remember anything from my kindergarten years," he admitted.
Your eyes widened in disbelief, "so, all this time I was talking about our kindergarten memories, you didn't remember it?"
He stifled a nod.
"I'm hurt," you joked with a hand on your heart while half-laughing.
Jeongin scratched his ear, embarrassed that he got caught.
You were aware that it was still his habit of touching his ear, whether it was out of nervousness or a way to relax.
"You still do that," you said then shoved a grape to your mouth.
"What?"
"Touching your ear," you replied.
"Oh," he exclaimed, he didn't even know he was touching his ear, and he believed that there were no details that you missed about him.
You gleefully smiled at him, "so cute," you muttered.
When it was around the time the sun began to set, the sky turned into shades of orange and gold. From the hilltop, you could see the whole view of it, along with the sea and the people that looked like dots from this distance.
Jeongin's mouth slacked open at the sight he was seeing, so beautiful and the way the clouds parted for the sun like a gate of heaven opened on the sky.
"I told you, it was worth it," you said to him.
"Can you hold me?" He suddenly asked, then turned his head at you.
"Yes," you answered with no more questions asked. You grabbed his hand and held it.
That wasn't enough for him, Jeongin filled the spaces between your fingers with his and intertwined it. As he looked out at the view and at how vast the universe seemed at that moment that made him feel overwhelmed and small at the same time, that he needed something to hold on to, to remind him that he was still a part of it, anchored him to the ground and not to fly away.
You both went riding down the hill before it got too dark not long after, then returned the bicycles to the store owner.
"Hey, do you want to see my house?" You blurted out.
You had been hesitating to ask him this because it might sound so forward and inappropriate.
"It's not that far from here. We can rest after biking down the hill and order dinner, or we can always eat noodles," you started to blabbering around that you sighed to stop yourself, "I don't know why I sound so stupid just to ask you if you want to come to my house or not?" Then shrugged.
Jeongin laughed at your flustered expression, "Yeah, sure," he replied.
It only took less than 10 minutes to get to your house, it looked so small from the outside but when he got inside, it was rather spacious and cozy.
"I'm sorry. It's a bit messy," you said to him.
Jeongin couldn't tell which part of the house looked messy to you because it looked pretty tidy to him.
"Let me get you a glass of juice," you offered, then walked to the fridge.
Then he spotted a box on the kitchen table, filled with so many art crafts and letters, there was also a framed photo.
Jeongin pulled it out and took a look.
You set down his glass in front of him, "oh, that's the students from last year," you explained.
You pointed to the little boy and girl standing on the lower platform, "these two! They were just like us in kindergarten," you said.
Jeongin smiled at how cute they looked leaned against each other’s head in the picture.
"Oh wait, you didn't remember anything about our kindergarten years," you added.
Jeongin actually remembered that part of his kindergarten years, but he was too embarrassed to tell you, he set down the framed photo and rummaged inside the box to pull out a letter.
He briefly read the scrawl on a pink-colored origami paper with a lot of drawing of hearts.
"See? I got a lot of marriage proposals," you bragged to him as you both looked down at the letter, "I know you're jealous," you joked.
"I'm not jealous," he said back.
"Yeah right," you teased, then put the letter back on the box.
"You know why I'm not jealous?" He asked.
You leaned against the kitchen table, "why is that?"
"Because I know I was the first one to propose to you," he answered, his foxy eyes looking into yours.
"Oh?!"
"I was the first one to hold your hands and kiss your cheek," he added.
Your cheeks heating up because he remembered, he remembered everything about you two. He remembered that you always held each other’s hands and played together, then one day he said he would marry you, then you kissed him on the cheek and he kissed you back.
"You remember," you said it so low, out of disbelief.
"I remember everything about you," he said.
You looked down, flustered, and to hide your blushing cheeks.
Jeongin leaned in then kissed you on the cheek, ever so softly like a wind brushing your skin.
You let out a low gasp, then looked at him, your heart overflowed with so much warmth that he remembered you as much as you remembered him.
Jeongin leaned in again then kissed your other cheek, your heart leaped and felt like it was going to jump out of your body at any moment.
"Jeongin," you breathlessly called him even though you weren't exactly have anything to say to him.
He didn't give you any seconds to breathe but pressed his lips on yours.
Your eyes fluttered shut, and your hands gripped the edge of the table.
He opened his mouth to capture more of your lips in his then put his hands around your waist to draw you close, you had no other choice but to hold on to him by putting your hands around his neck.
His lips felt so soft and warm, but his hold around you was firm and steady.
You steered him in the direction of your bedroom without letting go of the kiss, the back of his legs hit the bedframe sending you both stumbled onto the bed.
You propped an elbow on the mattress, "are you okay?" You asked.
"I'm okay," he replied, a hand reaching to brush your hair to the side then bringing your face close to kiss you again.
You sat up on the bed and looked down at him, "I've never done this before," you said to him.
Jeongin looked up at you, softly smiling with eyes crinkled under the dim light of your bedroom.
"We don't have to do anything," he said, rubbing your forearms to assure you.
You caught his hand, "but I want to do it with you," you said.
Jeongin sat up and turned his head at you, "are you sure you want to do it?" He asked.
You nodded.
"With me?" He asked again.
"Yes," you answered without a beat.
Jeongin felt a surge of pride that he got to be your first and also the pressure to give you great impressions, especially knowing that you are someone special to him.
"There's no one I'd like to do it with, but you," you assured him.
He closed his eyes to let the words sink in, you are truly special to him, and he wanted to treat you not less than that.
He lifted your face by putting his hand under your chin, he kissed you tenderly as if you'd break if he kissed you too hard.
The kiss turned into a passionate one as his hands worked to unbutton your blouse then slid it down your arms. He didn't waste time unclasp your bra with one hand while the other holding your neck to angle your head as he deepened the kiss.
Your hands automatically went to cover your bare chest, feeling so self-conscious and shy.
He noticed it then tugged at the hem of his shirt, "I'll make it fair," he said then took off his shirt, revealing his toned body at you.
He took your hand and put it on his chest, "touch me as much as you want," he said.
You hesitated at first, but the sight of his muscular body invited you to explore more, you ran your hand down his chest then to the six-pack abs he has.
"Do you mind if I touch you too?" He asked.
You were still stunned at how beautiful he is that you were unable to speak, you shook your head instead.
Jeongin placed his hand on the base of your throat, then the tip of his fingers started trailing across your chest and down to the skin between your breasts, he stopped there to feel the thumping of your heart underneath his palm.
"Your heart beating so fast," he said it so low, almost like a whisper.
"I'm excited," you breathlessly answered.
He crashed his lips on you again, and without warning laying you down on the bed, he made sure your head hit the pillow just right.
His kisses intoxicated you that you weren't aware he was working to open the button of your jeans and pulled it down your legs. He let go of the kiss to get rid of both of your jeans and underwear.
You've never been seen this naked, especially with eyes that looked at you as if you were the most beautiful thing he ever laid his eyes on.
Jeongin's hand went to caress your cheek with his knuckles, "you're so..." he lowered his hand to trail your collarbone with his fingers, "beautiful," he murmured.
He lowered his mouth on you again, then began a trail of kisses down your body: Kisses on your sternum, kisses along the bottom curve of your breast, kisses on your ribcage, a kiss right above your belly button, and a few kisses that led down to where you wanted him the most but felt uncomfortable as his head was closing in on it.
You crossed your thighs together, "Jeongin, I don't feel comfortable-"
Jeongin halted his kisses and lifted his head, "I won't do anything that you don't want me to do," he assured you.
He dragged his mouth to your pelvic bone, making a new trail of kisses down your thigh, and stopped right above your knee, he pressed one side of his cheeks on your inner thigh while rubbing your calves with his hand.
"You're so soft all over," he whimpered, then pressed his lips on your inner thigh.
You swallowed as he continued kissing along your inner thigh but stopped when it got too close to your core.
"I want to make you feel good," he said with his hand caressing your inner thigh with his knuckles, "do you trust me?"
You licked your lips, "yes," you breathlessly answered.
"You can stop me whenever you feel uncomfortable, okay?" He reminded you before lowering his mouth on your abdomen, he kissed the skin, and the kiss was so soft that you felt a tingle inside you.
You gripped the side of your pillows with your eyes closed, surrendered yourself to his will and the pleasures he brought on you.
The small kisses he made on the skin around your sex only made you wet, you gasped when he finally landed his mouth on your cunt and felt how wet it was for him.
He opened his mouth wider instead and gently sucked on the flesh, earning a loud moan from you.
With his hands firmly holding your legs and preventing you from closing them, he repeatedly ran his tongue down your slit before burying his mouth on your cunt again, sucked it really hard that you squirmed against him.
When you thought he couldn't make you feel more, he inserted one finger into you, and when he deemed he stretched you enough, he inserted another one and began pumping it in and out of you.
He looked up at you to make sure you were comfortable with what he was doing with you before lowering his mouth and sticking out his tongue to gently apply pressure on your clit. He took one of your hands to tangle it in his hair, letting you pull at it as you please.
You felt like something was about to burst out of you that you tugged at his hair too hard.
Jeongin sensed that you were closing into your high, he continued sucking on your clit and pumping his fingers in and out of you.
"Jeongin," you breathlessly called, "I think, I-"
A loud moan broke out of you, and if it weren't for his hands keeping your legs open, you would have clamped his head between your legs.
Jeongin slowly pulled his fingers out of you to circle your bundle of nerves as you relished the waves of pleasure washing over you.
He got up and lay next to you on the bed as you panted and tried to gain your composure back.
"That was so good," you said with a long sigh.
Jeongin chuckled because you said with such coy.
When you noticed he was chuckling, you chuckled along, "I sound so naive," you shyly said.
He put a hand on the side of your face, "I think that's so cute," he said, then kissed you.
You shifted on the bed to face him on the bed, running your hands on his upper body, and felt his taut muscles. You moved your hand to the waistband of his jeans, "you said you'll make it fair," you said against his lips.
He smiled, "okay then," then sat up on the bed to snap open the button of his jeans then pulled it down his legs.
He lay back down next to you again, "it's all fair, now!" He said.
"I want to make you feel good too," you said, looking up at him through your dark lashes.
"You already make me feel good," he said as he put a hand on yours that was resting on his chest.
You shook your head, "show me how to make you feel good," you told him.
"You don't have to," he said, then gave your lips a peck.
"Please?" You pleaded.
He couldn't resist when you asked him nicely like this, like a little kid asking for candy.
He brought your hand to his swollen cock, and wrapped your fingers around his length, "you can start pumping your hands," he ordered.
You obeyed and started pumping his length while tried not to hold it too tight.
"You can go faster," he said to you as he looked down at your hand around his cock.
You obeyed again, pumping his length a bit faster than before, "like this?" You asked, not sure whether he liked what you were doing to him or not.
"Yeah," he breathlessly said, his focus was divided between giving you instructions and enjoying your stimulation on him, "you're doing so good," he praised.
You smiled at him without stopping pumping his length with your hand.
He kissed you hastily at how innocent and alluring you were to him at that moment, then put a hand on you and guided you to the pace he preferred.
He was almost lost it, he abruptly stopped your hand and put it away.
"Did I do anything wrong?" You asked him.
He shook his head then licked his lips, "It's the opposite. You did so well that I have to stop you," he said then pulled you for another kiss.
He lowered himself on top of you but kept one elbow propped against the mattress to not put all of his weight on you.
He buried his head in your neck, kissing on the thin skin and down to your chest, "you smell heavenly," he hummed against your skin.
His sweet praise made you clench over nothing that you clawed his back, but all that was out of your mouth were soft giggles.
He slid his mouth down to your chest, then kissed your breast before taking your nipple into his mouth and gently sucking at it.
You tugged at his hair at the immense pleasure as he circled your hardening bud with his tongue. He did the same thing with your other breast until it became too unbearable to you.
"Jeongin,"
"Hmm?" He answered with his mouth on your ample flesh.
"I need you," you said to him.
He didn't need to ask for context to know what you mean by that, he knew exactly how much you needed him just as much he needed to be inside you.
He rubbed your side, "do you have a condom?" He asked.
"I think I have it," you answered.
You tried to memorize where you exactly put it, "I think it's in one of those drawers," you pointed to the vanity on the opposite side of the room.
You hoisted yourself from the bed, "Let me-"
Jeongin was quick to lay you down back on the bed, "I'll get it," he offered, then got off of the bed.
You didn't know why you flustered watching him walk around your room stark naked.
He rummaged inside the drawer and finally found an unopened box of condoms inside, then took one out.
You quickly looked away as he walked back to the bed then climbed onto the bed, he ripped the foil wrapper and put the rubber down his length before laying next to you again on the bed.
He planted a kiss on you again, "let me know if you're uncomfortable, okay?" He reminded you again.
You pressed a kiss on him again, "okay,"
He kissed you for a few moments as a way to calm you down and settled himself between your legs, teasing your entrance with the tip of his cock.
He slowly pulled away from you to shift his focus to start entering you. You took a deep breathe when you felt his tip protruding your hole, then slowly pushed its way inside.
You gripped his forearm at the painful stretch, pressed your lips together to contain your moans.
He carefully pushed some more, and the pain was unbearable that you let out a cry.
Jeongin abruptly stopped moving and began rubbing your thigh, "You want me to stop?" He asked.
"No," you resisted, "keep going, I can take it," you assured him.
He continuously rubbed your thighs as he pushed the remaining of his length inside you, let out a groan when he finally bottomed out and how tight you felt around him.
He could cum right there and then, he strongly resisted it then hurriedly came to plant a kiss on you.
"You feel so good around me," he praised.
You weakly smiled at him, "you just feel so right," you said back, then put his hands around his neck.
It didn't feel like sex at all yet not less than that, he wasn't thinking about getting his pleasure or the physical things, all he was thinking about was you and how you feel being around him.
He wanted to make you feel good, but on top of that, he wanted to make sure he made you comfortable.
As he looked into your eyes as he kept moving on top of you, he could tell you were thinking of something else.
Fear crept into him, he couldn't resist the urge to ask you, "What are you thinking?" He asked.
You smiled at him and slipped your hand in his hair, "Nothing," you answered.
The answer only made him feel insecure that he slowed the pace of his thrusts.
You lazily scratched his scalp, "I'm just so glad that I meet you again," you said.
His worries melted away in a second turned them into a wide smile that made his dimples appear, "me too," he said back, then pressed his forehead on yours.
The warm feeling you made him feel made him thrust into you harder, deeper, and making you moan against his lips.
It wasn't his first time having sex, but this was different than that, it was special. He was the one who planned on making it special for you but turned out you were the one who made it special for both of you.
"I think I'm about to explode," you said to him with your breath brushing his face as you spoke.
"Let it go," he said to you, pulsing his hips against you and holding your face on the pillow. He badly wanted to look into your eyes as you cum around him.
Your legs trembled around his waist, and your breathing got shaky, your fingers dug into this flesh then moans spilled out of your mouth.
"Cum around me," he said to you as he felt you clenching around him. He felt relieved that he got to make you cum first, he almost couldn't resist cum before you.
A moment later, he cum with his head pressed to the side of your face and tried to grasp whatever was left from his senses but failed. He completely let himself intoxicated by the pleasure and held you close as he rode out his high.
"Jeongin," you felt bad for waking him up, especially with his head resting on the pillow and his dark lashes spread out beautifully like that.
"Jeongin," you tried again by gently tapping on his cheek.
His eyes fluttered open, and the moment his eyes met yours, he smiled.
"Hi, good morning," you greeted.
He turned on his bed and saw slivers of sunlight through the cracks of the curtains, "what time is it?" He asked.
"Almost eight," you replied, "I feel bad for waking you up, but you said your train will depart at 10," you reminded him.
He sighed then took your hand to kiss it, "it's okay, thank you for waking me up," he said.
When you saw him coming out of your bedroom, you took a clean mug out of the cabinet.
"I cooked breakfast, but I don't know if you'll like it or not," you said.
He sat on the chair with tousled hair and eyes still heavy with sleep.
"Coffee, milk, or juice?" You asked him.
He rubbed his eyes, "coffee, please?"
You went to pour him a hot coffee you just made in the coffee machine.
"You sleep so tight, I still feel bad for waking you up," you said again, then put the mug down in front of him on the table.
He put his fingers around the mug, "I never sleep that well before," he said with a smile.
That only made you flustered, you quickly took a sip of your coffee and let him eat his breakfast in peace.
He insisted on washing the dishes for you no matter how much you said it was alright for you to do it. You gave in and went to get a clean towel for him.
When you returned, he was done with the dishes, you approached him to hand him the towel, "I was thinking that you might want to shower," you said to him.
"How about you?" He asked.
"I'll go in after you,"
"Why don't we-" he stopped himself before he overstepped.
"I think we should shower together," you suggested while suppressing a smile, "to save some time," you added.
Jeongin couldn't help but smile too, "I think that's a good idea," he said.
You quickly stripped all of your clothes and tossed them inside the laundry basket, then stepped inside the shower to turn the water on. You held out your hand to make sure the water wasn't too cold or hot.
Jeongin got in the bathroom when you were already under the shower, with streams of water running down your body and the steam from the water fogging up the shower wall.
He immediately took all of his clothes and went into the shower stall, Jeongin put his hands against the wall to cage you in with his arms.
You looked over your shoulder and found him under the shower with you, you brushed away the hair that stuck to his face.
"Let me wash your hair," you offered.
You took a few pumps of your shampoo and applied it onto his hair, you gently massaged his scalp until foams formed on his hair.
He looked into you all the while you were washing his hair.
You took the showerhead and washed his hair until it was clean.
"Let me wash your hair too," he offered.
"I already did," you meekly said.
"Then let me wash your body," he said.
You bit your lower and nodded.
He took the bar of soap, with you still standing facing him, he began lathering your back with it until it foaming on your skin.
"Can you turn around for me?" He asked.
You complied, turning around with your back facing him.
He pulled you close against his chest and slipped one hand under your arm while the other over your shoulder, he began lathering your chest with the soap.
You slightly turned your head at him, his eyes were following the hand that was holding the soap now lathering your chest then to the underside of your breasts.
Your eyes followed to where his hands went lower to your abdomen, and you quickly took the bar of soap from him.
"It's your turn now," you said to him.
You began doing the same thing to him, lathering his body with soap and resisting going lower than his hips.
After that, you both went under the shower together and washed each other’s bodies, as innocent as it sounds, you did nothing more than that.
But for Jeongin, he couldn't think of someone else to experience it with anyone else but you.
Jeongin felt the same kind of melancholia he felt when you said bye to him at the bus stop as you stood in front of him before he boarded his train home, an intense one.
"Here, I bought you something," you handed him the paper bag filled with snacks.
Jeongin peeked inside the bag, and he spotted his favorite bread inside, "thank you!" He muttered.
You both got quiet again and looked into each other’s eyes with the same longing.
It was only 10 minutes left before the train departed, there were so many things to say to him but you couldn't bring yourself to say anything as there was a growing lump that clogged your throat from holding in your tears.
"Please send my warm regards to your family," you finally said without breaking into tears.
"I'll tell them," he said.
"You'd better get on. The train will leave soon!" You said to him.
Jeongin could tell that you were on the verge of crying without having to see it, his heart shattered not because he was sad but having to be apart from you again.
When he pulled you into his hug, tears pooled out of your eyes just like a bursting dam.
"I'm not crying because I'm sad," you quickly explained.
"I know," he said as he rubbed the small of your back then pressed a kiss on your temple, "I'll be back," he promised.
You put your hands around him and held him tight.
He pulled away just enough to put a space between your faces then wiped the tears away with his knuckles, "I'll be back," he said again.
You nodded, "well, you know where to find me,"
He chuckled then leaned in to kiss you, he didn't even care how many pairs of eyes witnessed this, this moment right there belonged to you and him.
He slowly pulled away, caressed your cheek, then quickly turned around to board his train. He didn't even look back or take a last look at you, he just went in and out of your sight.
You understood that maybe it was easier like this, you quickly turned around and walked away from the platform.
Because you knew that if he said he would come back, then he would. And he had done it once, so what stops him from doing it the second time?
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