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taetaespeaches · 2 years

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“The dogs have worms and I’m a bad mom.”

jungkook x reader (oc) genre: fluff word count: 2K

a/n: Hi lovelies! Here’s just a simple drabble that I started a while ago in which Jungkook and reader/Holly’s dogs get sick with worms and Holly is sad and JK is just sweet. I hope you all enjoy and thanks for reading! :))

p.s. this fulfills a request that I got, oh god, over a year ago for the 100 ways to say I love you prompts. (request for: “You can borrow mine.” and “Don’t cry.”)

The moment the sounds of the front door handle jiggling could be heard, the duo of dogs were trotting toward the sound as you followed shortly behind them. The door opened, your boyfriend’s cute high pitched voice greeting the dogs before you could even round the corner. Coos of hi, babies, are you still sick? met your ears, only making you sadder than before. As you thought about how much he loved the pups, tears bubbled in your eyes. It was silly to be so emotional but you couldn’t seem to help it. “Where’s mom?” Jungkook asked the dogs, Amélie darting toward you after hearing the word mom.

With sticky dough covering your hands, mid meal prep, you appeared in the entryway where Jungkook shot you a soft smile immediately. His boxing bag was slung over his shoulder as his bright orbs met yours, the man offering you a greeting that was just as sweet as the one he gave the dogs, though his octave had lowered to his normal tone. “Hi, baby.”

“Did you get the medicine?” You asked him, forgoing a proper hello in your state of concern. You watched as he lifted the shopping bag for you to see. Sighing, you felt the tears drop from your bottom lash line onto your cheeks.

Freezing for a moment, his eyes blown wide with surprise and concern, a pout fell on his lips just before he stepped toward you with his eyebrows pulled together in question. “Hey, why are you crying?” Worry was etched into his features when his hands met your forearms, his eyes lingering on your hands for a moment as he noted the dough clinging to your fingers. “Baby,” he cooed.

“The dogs have worms and I’m a bad mom,” you whined pathetically as more tears slid down your face.

“Oh, Holly,” Jungkook pouted, though a grin was fighting to break through. “Dogs get worms sometimes, it’s just something that happens,” he pointed out. “That’s why they sell the dewormer in the first place.”

“I know but-”

“No buts,” he cut you off, shooting you a playful glare. “If you’re a bad mom, what does that make me? A bad dad?”

“No,” you frowned, and slightly annoyed by his sound logic. You would never accuse him of being a careless dog dad just because the pups got sick. The brat knew that.

“It’s no one’s fault,” he assured you with a soft smile. Stepping closer to you, he left a sweet kiss to your temple. “The dewormer is chewable tablets, so I don’t know how well Bam will take it,” he told you as he watched you peer down at the bag. “If he won’t eat it I’ll go get something else.”

“We’ll try it,” you said through another sniffle.

“Stop crying,” Jungkook chuckled, pecking your temple again as you groaned. “Look at this, you have actual tears.”

“I can’t wipe them away, I don’t have sleeves and look at my hands,” you said pathetically, noting the dough that covered your fingers and palms, prohibiting you from ridding your face of its wetness. Jungkook set the bag on the side table that held your keys and random pieces of mail, placing his hands to your shoulders as he directed you to face him head on.

“Here, borrow mine,” he grinned at you just before giving himself sweater paws with his oversized hoodie. Bringing the cuffs of the hoodie to your face, he dabbed under your eyes to rid yourself of your tears. A pout formed on his mouth as he looked over your pitiful expression. “You’re so cute.” He was so fond of you, you could see it in the way his eyes sparkled.

“Shut up, I feel bad,” you rebutted, though a breathy chuckle slipped from your lips.

“They’re ok,” he promised, his hands holding your face softly.

As you sighed at him, your eyes glanced down at the bag that sat on the table, a bouquet of flowers catching your eye. “What are those?”

His gaze followed yours, landing on the bag where the little pink flowers were on display. “Ah,” he exclaimed happily, reaching for the bouquet. “These are for you.” Watching your face as you took in the kind gesture, he realized you were on the verge of tears again. “Hey, don’t cry, these are supposed to make you feel better,” he chuckled. Another groan left you as he leaned forward and caught your lips in a chaste kiss.

“They do,” you assured him through a small smile, your mouth still close enough to feel how his lips curved into a smile as well. “Thank you.”

“You just sounded so worried on the phone earlier, I thought you could use a pick me up.” He was so sweet, his eyes wide and bright as he pouted slightly looking at the bouquet. You could picture him with that exact pout and his eyebrows pulled together in focus as he searched for the perfect flowers and the right dewormer. It resembled the expression he wore when you first met him in that laundry supplies aisle as he searched for fabric softener.

“You’re amazing,” you pouted at him, the man smiling happily at you.

“What are you cooking?” He nodded down at your hands.

“Chicken noodle soup and dumplings.” When he hummed in eager anticipation for dinner, you giggled, turning around to head back to the kitchen. “My mom used to make this for me when I was sick as a kid so when the dogs were sick this morning it felt natural to plan this. Then I remember they’re dogs and they can’t eat this,” you chuckled at yourself, Jungkook’s amused laughter sounding from behind you as he followed you to the sink.

“What was that you said about being a bad mom?” He questioned you teasingly, pointing out your thoughtfulness.

“Shut up,” you groaned, washing your hands off.

“Bummer for them because this smells amazing,” Jungkook added, only making your smile stretch further across your face.

“How many tablets do they each get?” You nodded at the grocery bag in his hands, ignoring his compliment. As Jungkook dug inside for the box and read the label, you studied him. He was so sweet, his heart so soft and pure. When you called him earlier to relay what the vet had told you over the phone — “they more than likely have some worms, you can pick up some dewormer from the store and that should clear it up. If they don’t get better in the next couple days, bring them in” — you could tell he was worried too, though not quite as much as you were. However, he kept a brave face, his voice calm as he promised you he’d pick up the dewormer on his way home from the gym. However, looking at him then, you found that his hair wasn’t damp with sweat, his skin wasn’t sticky, and his hands didn’t appear to have been recently wrapped up with tape and shoved underneath boxing gloves. He told you the number of tablets each dog got as he dug them out of their seal, but you found yourself ignoring the words as you inspected him closer.

“Did you go to the gym?” You asked, reaching out to run your fingers through his soft hair.

“Oh,” he shook his head. “No, I just went to the store when I got out of the studio.” When you didn’t respond, your hand dropping from his hair, he peered at you from underneath his fringe. “What?” He asked, a cute smile forming on his lips when you grinned at him.

“I just love you,” you shrugged, Jungkook giggling as he held the tablets in his palm.

“I love you, too,” he replied through a bashful beam. He walked past you to bend down in front of the dogs and serve up doses of medicine. You observed him as he gently offered the tablets up for Amélie to eat, the dog swallowing them easily. She would eat just about anything you gave her so it was no surprise to see her gobble them up as though they were treats. “Good girl,” Jungkook praised her, scratching her head and face affectionately. “Alright, Bam, let’s do this bud,” he started, holding the tablet out for the pup.

Bam was a bit more difficult. Though not having a particularly picky palate, he still didn’t take to medicine very well. After a minute of Jungkook trying to encourage the dog to eat the tablets, you couldn’t help but laugh in amusement at your boyfriend’s struggle. He groaned, tossing his head back in defeat. “Bam, come on, please don’t make me force feed you” he whined, only making you giggle more. “What if we cover it in peanut butter?” Jungkook asked you, looking over his shoulder at you. “Don’t laugh,” he protested through an amused smile when he found you giggling and smiling at him.

Shaking your head, you stepped toward him, ignoring his comment. “He’ll just lick the peanut butter off,” you chuckled when Jungkook groaned once more. “Let me see,” you took the tablet from him as you kneeled down next to them. “Sometimes you have to make it seem really exciting, like you’re jealous that he gets to eat it and not you.”

Jungkook watched you carefully hold the tablet out to the dog. “And how do you make it seem exciting?” He asked with a smirk on his face. When you started singing a song about how “yummy yummy in his tummy” the medicine would be all while scratching under his chin and doing an accompanying dance, Bam grew curious enough to take the tablet from your hands. He wasn’t impressed with the taste as he ate it with exaggerated chewing, but he managed to swallow the medicine from you rather easily.

“Like that,” you grinned, smiling proudly at yourself as Jungkook chuckled fondly.

“Yeah, you’re literally never allowed to call yourself a bad mom again,” he noted, making you roll your eyes. “That was so impressive!” he pointed out to you as you both stood up, but not before doting on the dogs a bit more with pets and kisses.

“Shush and give them a treat,” you bit back a smile as you went back to your dumplings, Jungkook grinning smitteningly at you. “Did you really skip your workout today because you were worried about the dogs?” You teased him. “I thought dogs get worms sometimes,” you mimicked his words from before.

“Ok, I was a little worried,” he started to clarify, a smirk curving on your lips. “Hey, no,” he responded to your expression, “I was a little worried but mostly I just felt bad because I knew you weren’t handling it well.”

“Hey, I handled it fine,” you lamely defended, hoping he wouldn’t bring up the tears he walked in on.

But of course he did, it was too easy. “Oh, is that why you were crying? Because you were handling it so fine?” He teased you, walking toward you as you dropped a dumpling into the pot of boiling soup.

Smirking to yourself, and ignoring his comments once again, you instead simply relaxed against him when he wrapped his arms around your waist from behind. “This looks and smells amazing,” he whispered near your ear, just before leaving a kiss to the side of your face. “For the record, anyone, dog, human, or even… lizard,” he determined randomly after a moment of thought, “would be lucky to have you as a mom.”

“Lizard?” You questioned, amusement apparent in your tone as you giggled at him.

“I was trying to cover a whole scope of living things,” he chuckled at himself, fully aware of how dumb the comment was. But it was still sweet. And you appreciated it.

“Well same goes for you,” you looked at him over your shoulder. “When we get that lizard it’s going to be so fucking lucky to have you as a dad.”

“Shut up,” he chuckled bashfully, nuzzling his face against your cheek, just before pressing a series of kisses to your face while you dropped the remaining dumplings into the soup. As you settled into the domesticity, the sweetness, the simple intimacy of the moment, Jungkook continued placing random kisses along your cheek as he whispered quiet I love you’s for your ears only.

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deermi · 4 years

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Happiness, Luck and the Universe | Part 2 (Final)

Summary: Collage is hard. It surely is. But it can become much easier with the best boyfriend in the whole universe by your side.

Genre: Fluff, smut, a dash of angst

Warnings: Sex, cursing, alcohol use, mentiones of ciggarettes

AU: Collage, estabilished relationship

Pairing: Jung Jaehyun x Reader

Word count: 5k~

Author’s note: The second and final part for the two shot with a smutty part for all of you hoes.

The music inside the big house was loud enough to make me feel like the bass was thudding through my whole body. The scent of alcohol mixed with something sweet and the acrid smell of cigarettes floated in the air of the dimly-lit kitchen I was standing in, as well as in every other room. Leaning against the bar, I poured some jungle juice standing on the marble surface, into two cups I was holding. With the drinks in my hands I tried leaving the kitchen without bumping into any of the known and unknown faces stumbling drunkenly around the whole place.

The beat got even louder as I entered the living room, which turned into a huge dance floor for the duration of the party. The centre area was crowded with bodies mostly pressed flush against each other, moving to the rhythm, sometimes even grinding against each other. Luckily, I didn’t need to edge my way through them to get to Jaehyun who was right in the same place he had been before I left to get our drinks. Despite the darkness surrounding us, he immediately noticed me entering the room from his spot on the couch away from the dance floor.

I swayed my hips playfully, perfectly knowing that the material of my dress was hugging my body in the right places, and wiggled my eyebrows staring back at him. Reaching the sofa, I held out one of the drinks to my boyfriend before taking my seat by his side. He instantly put his arm over my shoulders bringing me closer to his frame, and thanked me by placing a long, chaste kiss on my cheek.

“Oh, come on.” Yuta, who was sitting on the other side of the couch, rolled his eyes jokingly at Jaehyun’s action “You should give Y/N a proper kiss for bringing you the drink.”

I turned my head around and raised my eyebrow at my boyfriend in a teasing motion. In response he just smirked before capturing my lips with his his soft ones. The alcohol flavour lingered on our connected mouths, making it even stronger when Jaehyun managed to part my lips with his tongue before slipping it inside. I tilted my head to deepen the kiss and placed my hand over his thighs pulling myself even closer to his body, feeling intoxicated both with him and the alcohol.

“Okay, okay. That’s enough, you’re gonna spill the drinks.” Yuta kicked my foot with his, making me pull away from Jaehyun for a second before placing last peck onto his lips and turning around to the boy sitting next to us “A proper kiss is a kiss on a lips, not a whole ass make out session.”

“That wasn’t even close to a make out session.” my boyfriend laughed at the comment and took a sip of his jungle juice

Before Yuta even managed to open his mouth to say something back, Bambam appeared out of nowhere and plopped on the couch, squishing himself in the small space between us, earning an annoyed groan from the other boy.

“Hey.” he dragged out the word confirming my belief that he’s far away from sober, and stretched out his arms on the back of the couch “Are you guys having fun?”

“As always.” I nodded giving him a smile, and took a sip of the jungle juice

“I am so happy to hear that.” Bambam placed his hand on his chest in a dramatic gesture, pretending to be touched by my words “My parents would kill me if they knew about the parties though.”

“Cheers to their business trips to Thailand.” Jaehyun raised his cup with a chuckle

“Exactly.” the boy snapped his fingers at my boyfriend's words, almost soundlessly because of his clumsy moves “Anyways, you guys are leaving earlier to fuck like the last time?”

HIs comment made me almost choke on the drink, while Yuta and my boyfriend bursted into fits of laughter almost immediately. I turned my head around to look and Jaehyun and smacked his arm that was thrown over my shoulders. “And what’s so funny to you?”

“Nothing.” he managed to breath out, acting all innocent, while moving his hand down to my side to squeeze my waist playfully

“Don’t worry, Bam.” Yuta patted the other boy’s shoulder, the grin not leaving his face for a second “I’ll make sure they leave before they start doing anything.”

“Alright.” I quickly drank the rest of the drink in one gulp and grabbed Jaehyun’s also empty cup out of his hand, before almost throwing them onto a small table standing next to the couch we were sitting on “Sorry to interrupt this fascinating conversation guys, but we are now going to dance.”

I stood up abruptly, grabbing my boyfriend's hand and lead him to the dancefloor leaving Yuta and Bambam, both of them drunk still giggling about the previous comments they had made.

We pushed our way through the crowd of bodies, finally stopping in the spot where our friends’ teasing gazes couldn’t reach us. I threw my arms over Jaehyun’s neck and looked him directly in the eyes, his dark orbs shining despite the darkness inside the room.

“I like how flustered you get at their comments.” his arms sneaked around my waist bringing me even closer to his body as he leaned in to make sure I could hear his words over the music blasting from the speakers

I sent him an eye roll “They’re nothing but annoying. Besides Johnny’s whining is enough for me.”

“Okay, Johnny is acting like a human condom towards us so that’s a totally different thing.” he scoffed, but the teasing smirk didn’t leave his face “Besides it’s good that they know what we’re doing.”

“Oh, yeah?” I laughed with my eyebrow raised at him “And why is that?”

“Because at least they know that you’re mine.” Jaehyun dipped his head and started to leave wet trial of kisses on my neck, making a soft sigh of pleasure escape my lips. I automatically pressed myself flush against his body, feeling his hands travel lower. “And because I’m showing all of our friends how much self control I actually have.”

“Really?” my lips curled up into a smile, feeling him kissing my jawline “How are you showing that to them?”

“For example, I’d gladly rip that dress of your body right here right now.” his voice dropped an octave lower as he teased the shell of my ear with his lips, sending shivers down my spine “And they probably know that I’d love to do that, but I will not give them that satisfaction just yet. I can still to do other things though.”

Now his face was so close that I could feel his warm breath fan the skin of my cheeks. Jaehyun’s lips were ghosting over mine so teasingly that I almost whined out loud at the anticipation for his next move.

“Things like what?”

His only answer was kissing me as hardly and passionately as he could. I opened my mouth immediately letting his tongue collide with mine in the most lustful, yet pleasurable way. With the alcohol running in our veins and it’s taste on both of our lips I let Jaehyun take control over the kiss. His mouth was working against mine harshly and pleasingly, as his hand squeezed my butt, making me gasp against his lips. I let my fingers tangle in his soft hair and tug on it, receiving a loud groan from my boyfriend in response.

He started to grind his hips against mine making me whimper at the sudden friction. I felt him smirk into the kiss at my reaction before pulling away reluctantly. We both managed to regain our breaths, his lips remained so close that they kept brushing softly against mine from time to time.

“You know…” I leaned closer to the side of his face and grazed his ear lobe with my teeth “I never said that I wouldn’t like to do what Bambam was talking about.”

We stumbled into Jaehyun’s apartment kicking off our shoes, our lips connected in a messy clash of tongues and teeth. My boyfriend kicked the door behind us with his foot before pushing me against the surface, his mouth still working against mine. He pressed his body flush against mine, his hands were squeezing my hips and bringing them closer to his. I moaned loudly into the kiss and tightened my grip on his arms at the feeling of his growing erection pressing against my thigh.

His lips travelled down to my jawline and my neck leaving wet, chaste kisses, sucking on my skin from time to time, making red and purple marks bloom on my skin. A blissful sigh escaped my lips when I felt nib on the hickey he had made a few seconds before on my exposed collarbones, while his hands moved upward from my hips, and tried to pushed the black leather jacket I was wearing off my shoulders.

“Mark and Johnny?” I managed to breath out, regaining back my focus and reminding my boyfriend of the fact that he had roommates

“Still at the party.” Jaehyun mumbled against my neck before pulling away with a satisfied smirk on his face after completing the task of undressing me of the jacket “Hopefully they’ll stay for the night.”

He threw the piece of clothing on the couch and kissed me hungrily again, making his tongue collide with mine. My heart was beating fast against my ribcage as I started to feel the arousal grow between my legs. His hands pressed to the back of my thighs and he lifted me up with ease, my dress rolling up exposing more skin. I wrapped my legs around his waist for support as he started to walk towards his room without disconnecting our lips.

Jaehyun always made me feel like on cloud nine, even after all the time we had spent together. He knew me and my body perfectly - his kisses, touches and his hot breath fanning against my skin were driving me absolutely insane every single time.

Finally reaching his room, he threw me on the mattress of his bed, still careful not to hurt me by accident. He tugged his black hoodie over his head, swiftly taking it off, and threw it somewhere in the room, revealing his ideally shaped torso. But before my eyes could linger on his abs for any longer he hovered over my frame, his body between my legs, and began working on my neck once again, leaving even more marks. A quiet gasp escaped my lips when I felt him rub himself against my covered wetness.

“I thought you liked it when I stare.” I let out a breathy laugh, trying to focus on something else that the overwhelming pleasure

“I do.” he moved up to kiss my mouth harshly before biting on my bottom lip, making me whine at the pleasant type of pain “But I don’t know for how long am I going to last so we’ll skip this part today.”

One of his hands slipped under the material of my dress, travelling up my inner thigh, and finally gently rubbing my clothed heat. The loud sigh that escaped my lips quickly turned into an even louder moan, once he moved my lacy panties to the side and inserted one of his long fingers inside me.

“Fuck, baby. I thought I’d need to prep you.” he groaned and added one more digit making me choke on my moan eyes rolling to the back of my head “But, fucking hell, you’re already so wet.”

He suddenly removed his fingers from me, making me whine at the unexpected emptiness. He grabbed the hem of my panties and quickly took them off me, discarding them somewhere on the floor next to his hoodie. Taking me by surprise, Jaehyun rolled us over in one swift motion so that I was straddling his hips.

He locked his shiny eyes with mine, and all I could see in them was excitement, lust and pure love. No matter how horny any of us was, it was never just pure sex for the sake of sex - Jaehyun made me feel loved and wanted every single time, making me feel butterflies in my stomach.

His hands moved to my back and he pressed a soft, loving kiss to my lips while slowly unzipping my dress. I lifted my arms over my head helping him take the piece of clothing off me, leaving me only in a lacy bra.

“You have no idea what you’re doing to me.” he hungrily scanned my body, goosebumps appearing on my skin under of his gaze and the feeling of his palms caressing my waist “You’re so fucking beautiful.”

I cradled the back of his head with one of my hands, tangling my fingers in his messy hair and placing another lustful kiss onto his mouth, while I lifted myself up slightly to toy with the zipper of his jeans.

“I love you so much.” he mumbled against my lips “So fucking much.”

“I love you too.” I whispered back, starting to kiss his neck, moving down his chest leaving a few marks on the way earning groans of satisfaction from him in return. My new position gave me more access to handily unzip his pants and pull them down his legs along with his boxers. I bit on my lip unconsciously at the sight before bringing myself back to his face, kissing his lips again.

Jaehyun quickly took control sliding his tongue into my mouth, muffling the moan escaping my lips at the feeling of his tip running up and down my slit spreading the wetness, before finally entering me. I pulled away from his lips throwing my head back, sighing at the stretch and giving him access to leave more kisses on my exposed neck. He skillfully unclasped my bra which was the last piece of clothing remaining on my body and ran his hands down my sides, finally resting them on my hips. He lifted me up on his length before pulling me down again, his dick reaching even deeper inside me.

“You feel so good around me, baby.” he groaned against my jaw while I began to slowly raise on him “So good.”

I moaned loudly at his words, moving my hips faster. His cock was hitting just the right spots inside me making a small whimper escape my lips every time I slid down his length.

“You like that? You like how I am making you feel?” his warm breath fanned the skin of my cheek

Not trusting my voice enough, feeling completely overwhelmed with pleasure, I just nodded eagerly. Jaehyun let out a breathy laugh at my reaction, stopping my movements with his hands and thrusting his hips into mine, making a scream of pleasure escape my lips as he hit my g-spot with his tip.

“Oh, God.” I whimpered “Jae, there. Right there.”

With the sudden boost of confidence, he began to snap his hips against mine even harder. My legs quickly started to tremble at the familiar tension building up in my abdomen.

“Jaehyun, I’m-“ my words we’re cut by another moan coming out of my lips

Feeling my high approach me, he instantly moved one of his hands to my clit and started to rub it making me scream in pleasure once again. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling myself closer to him as he thrusted into me rapidly.

“Cum for me, baby.” he whispered in my ear, his voice dropping an octave lower, sending shivers down my spine

His words and tone sent me over the edge, a wave of pleasure washing through my body as I started to repeat Jaehyun’s name like a mantra. With my walls tightening and pulsing against his length, he quickly followed me releasing his warm seed inside me with a loud groan.

We slowly rode out of our highs, panting heavily. I couldn’t care less about the sweat covering both of our bodies as I let my head fall on his shoulder while his hands started to rub soothing circles on my hips, keeping me steady and trying to calm me down after the strong orgasm.

“Are you okay?” Jaehyun pecked my cheek lovingly after a few seconds of silence

The small hum of confirmation I gave him wasn’t enough of an answer to him. He took my chin between his fingers making me face him. His lips were swollen from the kissing, his breath still a little heavy, his hair devilished after I had messed it with my fingers constantly tugging on it.

“You sure?” his eyes scanned my face looking for any signs of discomfort. That was one of the things that made me love Jaehyun even more - no matter how hard he had gone, he always had to make sure I was fine after we were done.

“Yes.” I reassured him and pressed a soft kiss to his lips “I’m sure.”

He stared at me for a few more seconds as if to confirm my words. Eventually, he pecked me one more time before pulling me of him and gently laying me down on the mattress.

“Let me clean you up.” he reached out to the nightstand and grabbed a few tissues from it. He carefully swiped the skin of my inner thighs, pressing his lips briefly to each of them, before moving closer to my core. After he finished, he got up from the bed and threw the napkins into the bin then came to his closet and picked one of his t-shirts for me and a pair of fresh boxers for himself.

While he got dressed I pulled myself off the mattress up to sit, trying to ignore the soreness in my entire body. Jaehyun helped me by pulling his tee over my head and pressed a kiss to my forehead. He wrapped his strong arms around me and layed us back down on the bed, his grip on my body was tight yet gentle. I cuddled to his side and placed my head on his chest listening to his soothing heartbeat.

“You know.” my boyfriend’s chuckle broke the silence “Birth control was actually a very good idea.”

“Of course.” I snorted playfully “My ideas are always good.”

He laughed once more at my response and moved his hand up to my head, slowly caressing my hair. His gentle strokes, steady breath and darkness filling the room lulled me to sleep almost immediately.

The next morning I waddled into the kitchen area, hissing slightly at the soreness between my legs caused with each step, feeling as if my head had been twice as heavy as it usually was. The only thing keeping me on my feet was the scent of freshly brewed coffee lingering inside the whole apartament.

“Oh, yeah. You also look like you had the worse yet the best night yesterday.” Mark was leaning his back on the kitchen counter with Jaehyun, who had already been dressed in a t-shirt and a par o sweats giving me a signal that it really must be late, right by his side

I whined at his words, squinting my eyes at the bright light coming from the window in front of me, and approached my boyfriend. He automatically outstretched his arms for me to snuggle to his side with a soft smile on his face.

“Good morning, sleeping beauty.” he pecked my forehead “Coffee?”

I nodded against his chest, still clinging onto his body when he started to pour the warm, dark liquid into one of the empty mugs standing on the counter.

“Is your hangover that bad?” Mark asked as I took the drink from Jaehyun breathing in the energizing scent, before shaking my head in response

“Nah, it’s pretty normal I guess. I’m just feeling clingy that’s all.” I felt that my voice was still slightly hoarse after the eventful night

“We didn’t really have that much to drink.” Jaehyun added with a small shrug

“Where’s Johnny by the way?” I looked up finally noticing the absence of the tall boy, who usually would’ve been here a long time ago giving us a lecture about using protection or something of this kind

“I left the party around six, but he stayed for the night. I guess he met a girl at Bambam’s.” Mark explained quickly “Though he might be back in an hour or so. It’s almost noon.”

“And this man has the audacity to call us out for having sex.” I shook my head and rolled my eyes

“Yeah, and he probably will do it again if he comes back and sees this.” the boy pointed at my and Jaehyun’s throats “So you might want to cover that up. I wish I could see his reaction, but I have a weekend shift I have to start getting ready for.”

I put my hand to touch the skin of my neck, realizing that we both still had the marks of last night almost everywhere on our bodies. Mark just laughed at my blank expression before leaving the two of us alone in the kitchen.

“We better cover that up.” Jaehyun looked down at me “Your looks pretty bad.”

“Your doesn't look the best as well.” I pointed at the purple marks painted on his skin most probably resembling the ones on mine “And it’s only your fault that I look like somebody punched me right in the throat a few times.”

“What can I say?” he squeezed my waist playfully “You’re irresistible.”

I sent him an eye roll while drinking up the remaining drink before wiggling out of his grip and placing the now empty mug in the sink.

“I’m going to take a shower. And get dressed.” I announced feeling the booster of energy from the coffee slowly start to hit me. But before I could leave the kitchen I heard Jaehyun call my name making me stop and turn around to face him again.

“I was thinking…” he slowly trailed and took a final sip of his own drink “I was thinking about something that will sound completely random to you right now.”

My eyebrows furrowed as he put his mug on the counter with a small thud and approached me, placing his hands back on my waist. He started to tap his against my body like he had done every time he felt nervous or stressed.

“It’s just that… Okay, I need to find the words.” he threw his head back and groaned in frustration, making me let out a small giggle at his flustered state. He looked at me again with seriousness in his eyes before continuing. “Would you like to move in with us? With me?”

I stared at him trying to process what he had just proposed to me, feeling like I hadn’t heard his words correctly.

“You’re spending most of your time here anyways. And you and your parents wouldn’t have to worry about paying the rent for your flat anymore. You’d just pay a part of what we pay here which is definitely smaller than your current rent.” he continued, my heart fluttering at his adorable rambling “I mean… Only if you want to though. No pressure, it’s just a proposition.”

“What about Mark and Johnny?” I asked with confusion “Do they know?”

“They’re perfectly fine with it. I talked it all out with them before asking you.” his head was bouncing as he nodded energetically “So… What do you say?”

There was no need for me to answer. Because the moment I jumped in his embrace squealing with excitement and threw my arms around his neck, pressing a long kiss to his lips he had already known what it was.

My foot was nervously tapping against the floor while I was remained seated alone on the couch in the living room, fidgeting with my fingers. The whole apartment was silent, the only sounds coming from behind the closed doors of Johnny’s room when the boy got too frustrated with the game he was playing. I didn’t even like taking out my phone or doing anything else to relax myself somehow. The feeling of anger, that had previously boiled up inside me, was slowly starting to change into regret as I realized the amount of unnecessary words both of us had said.

Arguments with Jaehyun were something that happened extremely rarely, but when they did they were rather bitter. Not because they were intense, but because none of us knew whether they were more mad at the other one or mad at themselves for not being able to control their own bad temper. And what’s more, they were usually about something petty that just got on mine or his nerves at some point.

And not picking up the phone was a perfect example.

Suddenly the sound of the door of my boyfriend’s (and actually now mine as well) room broke the silence, but I didn’t bother looking up. I kept toying with my fingers on my lap even when I heard the sound of Jaehyun’s careful and quiet footsteps closer to me with each second. He came up to me slowly, but when he noticed that I had no intention to face him, he just kneeled down in front of me giving me no choice.

“Baby…” he spoke with the softest tone while gently placing both of his hands just above my knees “Please talk to me.”

I turned my head around, trying not to look him in the eyes, without giving him any answer. I heard him let out a deep sigh before cradling my cheek and making me face him once more.

“I’m sorry.” he tenderly moved my hair out of my forehead “I shouldn’t have got so angry. I was just so worried that something could’ve happened to you when you weren’t picking up that I overreacted in the end.”

His voice was full of true regret and concern. I loved Jaehyun too much to be able to stay mad at Jaehyun for long.

“I’m sorry too.” I finally looked at him while he was still caressing the skin of my cheek with his thumb “I should’ve understood that you’re just trying to care about me. And I shouldn’t have said what I said.”

A genuine smile appeared on his face before he moved to sit next to me on the couch and wrapped his arms around me, holding my body in a warm embrace.

Another thing about fights with Jaehyun was that they finished as quickly as they started since there was no way we could stay away from each other for too long.

“No more arguing?” he asked, still beaming at me

“No more arguing.” I repeated with a small giggle, feeling as relieved as he did that we had put an end to it

“For the next time I’ll just get a powerbank.”

“Oh, no.” he pressed his lips to mine, stealing a short peck from me “I’ll give you mine.”

The dim light of the setting sun coming through the window was the only thing brightening up the bedroom. The familiar scent of Jaehyun’s cologne filled my nostrils as I inhaled and exhaled calmly. We were laying down on the mattress of the bed, eyes closed, with the sound of Jaehyun’s soft, chill playlists in the background.

Evenings like that were one of my favorites - the comfortable silence surrounding us, nobody else but us in the room, and the warm embrace of his body next to mine.

“Jaehyun?” my eyes remained closed as I called out his name

He quietly hummed in response giving me a signal to continue.

“Are you sometimes wondering what the future will look like?” I asked looking up at him and noticed he was now staring at me with his eyebrow raised

“Why such a deep question so suddenly?”

“I don’t know.” I shrugged slightly “Just a random thought.”

Jaehyun took a deep breath and began staring at the ceiling.

“You know…” he trailed while drawing small circles on my arm “I sometimes do. But I’m trying to think that the universe is not actually such a bad place. And I think that it’s a rather happy one. So the future can’t be that bad or scary even though I am not sure what it looks like.”

He rolled over so that we were facing each other before continuing.

“And after all, I think that I’m pretty lucky that the universe decided to make the two of us meet.”

“That super cheesy, Jae.” I giggled

“Okay, but cheesy doesn’t mean it was a lie.” he shook his head with a chuckle “And as much as I don’t know what the future holds for both of us, I’m certain that you’re a part of it.”

Normally I would tease him for the cheesiness of his worfs again, but the warmth and honesty in his voice made my heart skip a bit. I placed my hand on his cheek and began trailing his familiar features with my thumb with a soft smile on my face.

“Good.” I whispered “Because you’re a part of my future as well.”

He smiled at me and pecked me lovingly twice - once on the forehead and once the nose, before placing his hand over mine on his cheek.

“I love you Y/L/N Y/N.”

“And I love you too, Jung Jaehyun.” I muttered against his lips before capturing them in the softest and the sweetest kiss. He kissed me back without any hesitation and wrapped his arms around me even tighter bringing me closer to his frame.

And right there, laying on the bed in a dim lighted room with the person I loved the most on this whole planet, I realized that I agree with him completely. We indeed were lucky that the universe let us find the happiness in each other.

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justthehiddleswrites · 3 years

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The Reluctants | Chapter 11 | The Reluctant Hero

Pairing: Adam (OLLA) x OFC (Charlie Bock)

Summary: Charlie can’t believe her luck when she lands an apartment all to herself in Quincy, Massachusetts in a decaying triple decker. But life gets more complicated when someone moves into the basement. Specifically her landlord, Adam, who also happens to be a vampire. As life collapses around Charlie, these two forge an uneasy and unlikely relationship. But is their relationship as doomed as the building they live in?

Chapter: Adam continues his search for Charlie and Jason becomes more and more persistent.

Warnings: Violence, Smut, Frottage, Dry Humping, Teasing, Coming In Pants, Oral Sex, Vaginal Sex. Couch Sex. Kidnapping. Stalking. Non-Graphic Violence, Character Death

Adam slept like absolute shit that night. If you wanted to call those few bits of restless nightmares sleep. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw Charlie pleading and crying, or bloodied or worse.

“Fuck!” He threw the pillow across the room and headed to the living room.

He attempted to play the guitar but couldn’t focus. He couldn’t focus on anything. Adam collapsed onto the couch in exhaustion, knowing he needed to be at his best that night to dealing with Jason.

Charlie’s head and cheek roared in pain that next morning, and her stomach burbled. She contemplated eating the rest of the fries, but the smell of the bag ended that plan.

“Morning, darling.” Jason held out a paper coffee cup towards Charlie.

“No, thank you.” Charlie turned away.

“Why not?”

Charlie spun back around. “Gee, I don’t know the fact you kidnapped me or the fact you punched me in the face or the fact you have chained me to a futon, forcing me to pee in a bucket? Take your fucking pick, Jason!”

Jason sat down next to Charlie, placing the coffee on the floor. He attempted to tuck Charlie’s curls behind her ear, but she ducked from his hand.

“Baby. You’re talking crazy. I had to take you. To get you away from that monster. You’re under his thrall. This is the only way for us to be together.”

“There is no fucking ‘us’, Jason. I will never be with you. Even if you weren’t a murdering psycho, I would still never date you. I love Adam.” Charlie gasped at what she said. Her fingers caught her lips for a moment.

“You don’t know me yet. You are still hung up on me being your boss. I needed to put an end to that.”

“You fired me?!”

Jason blinked back at Charlie, emotionless. “Of course, I can’t date a subordinate.”

“You fucking asshole!”

“You don’t mean that, baby. I fired you for us to be together.” Jason leaned in to press his lips to Charlie’s.

In a flash of rage, Charlie reared back and landed a solid punch to the side of Jason’s face. “DON’T YOU DARE FUCKING KISS ME!” Her voice bounced off the walls.

Jason jolted to standing. “Keep your fucking voice down!”

“I WILL NOT!”

Jason’s eyes flashed. “Then I’ll have to gag you.” He wandered into the kitchen. “Another one?” he yelled out, finding the girl from last night dead on the floor, drained by Ava.

“I was hungry.” Ava muttered from where she slept on the floor in the dark kitchen.

At the first dark, Adam took off in his beat up Jaguar. He ignored the speed limits to the best of his ability. The spiderweb of streets with roundabouts and what not only slowed him down. A toll road delayed Adam for fifteen minutes and an accident for another thirty minutes. It was enough to make him want to face the zombies on public transportation.

At last, he pulled up to a crumbling brick building. Adam didn’t see any light coming from Nicole’s third floor apartment.

Before heading up, he lifted the lid off the tattered shoebox and pulled out his .38 revolver. He made sure it was loaded and tucked it into his waistband before heading to the front door.

Ava woke up from her blood coma after draining that poor girl last night. She stumbled into the living room. Duct tape covered Charlie’s mouth.

“What the fuck, Jason!” she stomped into the bedroom.

“Ow!” Jason yelled when Ava smacked his back and yanked him out of the bed. “The hell?”

“Why is her mouth duct taped?” She shoved her finger towards the living room.

Jason sat up, his belly lopped over the waistband of his pajama bottoms. “She kept screaming. I needed to shut her up!”

“Take it off now.” Ava stomped.

“Fine.” Jason headed towards the living room. He ripped the duct tape off.

“That fucking hurts!” Charlie screamed. She rubbed her face, making sure her lips were still there. “You said you loved me! Why would you hurt me?!” Charlie sobbed.

Jason dropped to his knees in front of her. “I do love you, Charlie. I love you so much. I do all of this for you.”

“I don’t trust you.” Big tears stained her already dirty sweater.

“Let me show you.” Jason pushed himself between Charlie’s knees and pulled up to kiss her.

BAM! The front door split in two by the force of Adam’s foot and then body.

“GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM HER!” his voice boomed, and the walls shook.

Jason scrambled to his feet. Ava ran in from the bedroom.

“Adam!” she exclaimed. Ava moved towards him, arms open but stopped when he stared daggers at her. His eyes darted back to Jason.

“You can’t have her!” Jason’s hands balled into fists. “You’ve brainwashed her to love you. But she loves me.” His face twisted up into a crazed expression.

Adam rolled his eyes and threw Jason to the side, turning his attention to Charlie. He cupped her face and kissed her.

“I feared I lost you, my love.”

Charlie sobbed, gasping for air. “I thought you would never find me, Adam.”

Adam’s thumb ran across Charlie’s cheek, and she winced. He turned her head to see the dark purple bruise, and the laceration caused by Jason the night before.

“Who did this to you?”

His eyes flashed a rage, causing Charlie’s heart to jump into her throat. Shaking, she jutted her chin at Jason, who now laid in a groaning pile on the dirty floor. Adam kissed her forehead and turned his attention to Jason.

He picked him up like a sack of potatoes. Adam moved his face to within inches of Jason’s. “Remember how I told you if you ever came near her again I would break something more important?” his tone cold.

Jason’s eyes widened as Adam’s nostrils flared in anger. Adam reached down and grabbed Jason’s genitals. He twisted until Jason’s scream rose two octaves.

“That was before I fell in love with her.” He threw a punch across Jason’s face before dumping him on the ground. Jason writhed in pain. “That is for her face.”

Adam returned to Charlie, undoing the chain on her ankle, rubbing the red skin underneath. He gazed up at her with a worried expression. “Did he…” his voice trailed off.

Charlie shook her head from side to side, tears soaking her face. “No. He tried to kiss me, but I decked him.”

“Good girl.” He kissed her again.

“Did you just say that…” Charlie started as Adam kissed again.

“Now is not the time. Let’s get you out of here.” Adam pulled Charlie into his arms.

“I can walk.” Charlie whined.

“No.”

“What about me?” Ava called out. Adam placed Charlie onto her feet to turn his attention to Ava.

“What about you?” Adam’s eyes narrowed.

“I was stuck with that psycho for weeks. Cooped up here.”

“How did you even meet him?”

“Outside your house.” her voice grew small.

“So you did this to yourself. And as usual, taking no fucking responsibility.”

“But Adam, you’re the only family I have.”

“No. Eve was your family. And she’s dead. BECAUSE OF YOU!”

Ava blinked. “You think I don’t realize that! You don’t think I lie awake in the day regretting Detroit.”

“No, I don’t. You only care about yourself.” Adam extended his arm to Charlie.

Charlie moved to grab Adam’s hand but something held her back.

“No…” Jason garbled out, digging his nails into Charlie’s legs. He pulled at her.

“Adam!” Charlie yelled as she tried to kick and pull Jason off of her.

“She’s mi—” A loud bang cut off Jason’s words, replacing it with a gurgle.

“She’s mine.” Adam coldly responded.

Charlie followed the sound to Adam, who was holding a pistol aimed at Jason. She ran to his side as he lowered the gun.

“Why—”

“He never would have stopped, darling. He would come back again and again. I needed to stop him. I had to keep you safe.”

“But—”

“I can’t lose you. Not to him, not to anyone. I love you.” He pulled her tight against his chest.

“I love you too.” Charlie cried into his shirt. “I love you more than anything.”

“I told you once, and I meant it, I am never letting go.” The two embraced. Adam hugged Charlie so tight, he feared her ribs might cracked.

“Am I just supposed to clean up this mess?” Ava gestured at Jason and the broken door.

Adam aimed the gun at Ava. “Don’t push me.”

Ava sneered. “Bullets can’t kill me.”

Adam cocked the gun. “Wooden bullet.”

Charlie placed her hand on Adam’s bicep. “Darling…” Adam turned to face Charlie. She never called him that. Or anything but Adam. “… let’s go home. Can you take me home?”

“Yes.” He replaced the gun into his waistband. “For once Ava, you can clean up your own mess.”

“Oh, one thing!” Charlie ran to the corner by Ava and grabbed a guitar case. As she passed by Ava, she reared back and punched Ava in the jaw. “That’s for the Gibson!”

Adam let Charlie walk down the stairs holding the Gibson case. But insisted on carrying her into the house. He set her down on the couch and ran a hot bath for Charlie to clean the grime, blood, and filth off. She cried the entire time. Adam sat on the toilet keeping watch over before toweling her off and pulling on her softest pajamas, the one with Pusheen on the pants.

“Sleep, my love. We can talk later.” Adam cooed as he pulled Charlie against his chest. He didn’t doze off until Charlie’s breath was deep and even.

#adam #adam fanfic #adam fanfiction #adam angst #adam fluff #adam smut #only lovers left alive #only lovers left alive fanfiction #adam x ofc #the reluctants

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xwhatevergot7stuffx · 7 years

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After Practice

Hello, everyone! Welcome to my first GOT7 scenario. First up, will be Mark Tuan! I was recently inspired by the rap and songwriter himself when he was requested to choose where he'd bring aghase for a date. It was between the park or JYP's practice room and he wound up choosing the practice room. This decision sparked some interesting fantasies that I could not help but write. This was also requested so I totally must write it. Haha! Well, sit back, relax (if you can), and hopefully enjoy the scenario. Peace!

Warning: Smut, fingering, coarse language.

It was sometime after midnight and you were observing GOT7 practicing real hard for their next stage performances. You watched with deep interest as their moves were perfected further during each run-through. There was no doubt they would move the audiences with their extraordinary talents. They were truly amazing. The reason you were here was because of your lover Mark Tuan. There he was dancing alongside the members and absolutely killing it. You did your best to view them equally, but naturally, your eyes were mainly drawn to him. With the busy schedules this comeback was piling upon them, as well as the fact he was going away to New Zealand, this was one of the only ways you could spend time with him. You greatly appreciated the company for allowing your attendance and you were great at keeping confidential information right here. Even though today was supposed an outdoor date, you were grateful to be here. You were not bummed in the slightest for who else had the privilege of gawking at seven gorgeous men dominating their dance routines in their rawest state?

Eventually, their leader called it a day--or night rather, sending the boys off to cool themselves down and change in order to leave for their dorm. Each one of them smiled kindly at you as they passed through the doors while Mark stayed behind. While most of them left silently panting, BamBam and Jackson still had the energy to chat with you a bit. Jackson went on about how awesome Mark was and even went into detail by mentioning he was working extra hard whenever you were here.

"I saw the way you were looking at him," BamBam teased and he teased you further by saying, "He's hot all over, you should totally help him out." He nudged your arm and you caught his mischievous wink. Embarrassed, you playfully punched his arm in return. Unable to contain his excitement, Jackson squealed over how adorable you were acting alerting Mark. He briefly turned in your direction and your muscles tensed a little then seconds later, a charming smile appeared on his face. Had he heard the embarrassing conversation?

"___," he started. "I'm going to practice a little longer. I hope you don't mind." Blinded by his expression, you had missed when Mark quickly blinked at his rap team.

"Not at all. I'll be here cheering you on," you responded, smiling right back at him.

"Ahh!" Jackson once again cried out, his hands shaking with joy. Bam smirked then patted his buddy's shoulder.

"I think that's our cue," he whispered and Jackson nodded. The two boys snickered then regarded you before leaving through the door. "We'll let the others know you'll be coming home later," BamBam lastly issued to the oldest and they saw him signal that he understood then they left.

This wasn't exactly your first time being in the dance room alone with Mark but it was never after practice hours. You didn't mind, though. It was nice knowing you'd get more time with him. As usual, you took over controlling the music and rooted for him as he danced. He was perfect, hot and all yours to enjoy.

...

"Babe, can you pass me my towel?" Your lovely boyfriend asked once he finished the final move in the “Never Ever” choreography. Without responding, you grabbed a fresh towel that was lying on a bench and tossed it his way. He turned just in time to grab the cloth in one hand then chuckled. "You literally passed it. You could have given it by hand." He pulled off his hood then began to pat down his damp hair with the rag.

"Oh! You're done now?"

"Yep," he smirked then it formed into a thin line. "I'm sorry to have you wait for me like this."

"No no!" You started, quickly shaking your head as you rose from your seat. "It's nice to see you in your element. It was fun watching you practice."

"Haha! It's just sucky that there was no other way to hang with you except at work."

"Mark, I could watch you practice every single day if I could. Trust me, I had a good time." You were telling the truth.

"That's good. I'm happy when you're happy." Your eyes suddenly widened when he removed his hoodie and tossed it over a chair. "Ah!" He sounded in relief when the cool air enveloped him. He was in a white fitted shirt with black sleeves and a pair of black jogging pants. He was clearly hot underneath the hoodie because you could see the sweat spots on his shirt. He threw his head back then forward before shaking his head to rid of the accumulating dew in his locks then ran the towel over his head again. You couldn't help but swallow at the sight before you and before you realized you were already walking over to him.

"I-I wasn't too much of a d-distraction was I?" You spoke with a slight stutter in your voice. Confused, he glanced at you then shook his head.

"No way. To be honest, it felt nice having you cheer me on," he responded, a shade of rose tinting his cheeks a tad. He observed as you made your way over and proceeded to pat his crown. You could tell he used the towel as an excuse to hide his blush and you giggled. Your boyfriend was absolutely adorable. You were about to squish him into hug until he changed the tone of his voice. "But you know..." The tone had you freeze in your steps. "Even though you weren't throwing me off of practice, it doesn't mean I haven't noticed you."

"Huh? What do you mean?" He quickly licked his lips, a habit of his that made your mind go crazy. The things you did with that tongue and would do if he wasn't careful. He smirked then dragged the rag down to his neck to tend to it next and once again you gulped.

"There's that look again."

"W-what look?" You tensed and hastily broke eye contact to stare at your reflection in the mirror behind him then glanced away. The short distance between you was filled when he swiftly stood directly in front of you.

"___," he called, the octave in his voice descending. "Look at me." There was the call that made you weak in the knees. Reflexively, you realigned your vision and peered directly up at him. There stood Mark, tall and handsome with a seductive grin on his face. Butterflies came alive in your stomach as he stepped in even closer, though you hardly noticed for you were caught in his hypnotic stare. "If you want this," he began, his face leaning in toward yours. He licked his lips again before finishing his sentence with, "All you have to do is ask."

His dark eyes lowered and your heart rate ultimately picked up. Unable to make a sound, you stood still as his lips ghosted over yours. Within close proximities, you were able to take in his after practice scent which was surprisingly alluring. You could also feel the heat from his workout emanating from his body, creating a cocoon around you, and alas, his breath prickling your lips itching to fully claim them. You began to relax, eyelids matching his just as his hands held your waist.

"Do you want this, babe?" He whispered. You then realized he was waiting for you to actually ask. The words were still stuck in your throat, but you managed a soft nod and opened your mouth in order to mouth the word "yes." He made his move before you could even finish. You jolted when his full lips fell upon yours deeply then your eyes closed entirely. The kiss was slow and sensual having you relax in his hold. He had made sure to make you get the taste you've been craving for the past few hours. Your arms crawled around his torso and the kiss deepened right after the moment you had to breathe.

There were no words passed in between kisses and there was no need. The actions alone were enough to make you both go wild. Mark pulled back in order to tilt his head the other way, aiming to access at a better angle. Enveloped deeply into the kiss, you hadn't realized you were gradually moving backward. The movement was so subtle it took you a moment to sense there was a hard surface behind you. Pulling away, his eyes twinkled as you smiled up at him. "Mark..."

He nodded then peppered your cheeks with kisses and moved back to your mouth. Twice he tugged your bottom lip delicately then you emulated the action, but also made it your own by faintly sucking on his making him feel hotter. He broke the kiss and returned with a more powerful one sending your mind into a frenzy. You gasped when you felt his tongue pushing up against yours. His tongue. You wanted his tongue so badly. Eager to have it, you opened wider and uttered a moan as he explored your oral cavity. Your fingertips lightly clawed his back and you heard him chuckle when he broke away to breathe.

"You really wanted this, didn't you?" Not in the mood to answer his cheeky reply, you guided him back into the steamy exchange, this time taking the lead. You could feel him smirking as your appendage dug around his trap eagerly demonstrating how badly it wanted to possess his. He couldn't help but let out a groan himself and it excited you. It was always a pleasure to know you could get him to react this way but soon your position was thwarted when his hand came up to your cheek in order reclaim the lead. You weren't going to let him have it that easy, however, so the exchange became more salacious as you swapped spit with your lover. Threads of drool appeared every time you parted for air and an audible slosh sounded when your mouths collided for more. You could literally kiss for hours, that's how addictive he was and clearly, he felt the same way.

You both loudly gasped and panted, his forehead pressed up against yours allowing the two of you a moment to steady your oxygen levels. He held your cheeks with both hands and you gently grasped his wrists. Even though the trip would be short, you would miss him dearly.

"Mark... I love you... so much..."

"I know... I love you... too...,___." He kissed your lips again then the corner of your mouth, then your jaw line, gradually making his way lower and lower until he reached your neck. You tilted your head the opposite side in order to expose more of your skin knowing what was to come. You relaxed further when his soft lips pecked each spot tenderly as if you were a delicate jasmine flower. The moment was sweet. He sure knew how to make you feel special, wanted, needed. Coincidently, at needed, his kisses remained in one area an area you both knew too well. The pressure on your throat increased every time his lips returned. He was taking his precious time dining upon you and you were enjoying every second of it.

"Ugh," you sounded when he finally began to lightly suck. The tempo was driving you mad, you could sense your neither region acting up and did your best to stay steady. Although, you didn't know how long you could manage to stand on your feet. You gripped him tighter when his teeth nipped your skin followed by a flash of his hot tongue gliding over the spot. "Mark... plea--" Your mouth fell open wide when he suddenly bit harder and held it for a moment before lapping away at the mark. He lifted his head and rested his cheek against yours and whispered into your ear.

"Marked." Boy, did you want to tap him for that pun, but at the moment, you were feeling too needy and groaned heavily. Dammit! The condoms were back in the car. It's not like you imagined actually being in this predicament inside their dance room. He chuckled then moved his hand down to the side of your leg, rubbing on the exposed muscle.

"What if... someone comes in..." You heaved when his hand snaked their way up your leg and under the fabric of your bottoms.

"Don't worry about it..." he replied, his lips finding yours again. "It's just you and me now..." His kiss was coming in hot and heavy and you matched his speed. "You're on fire here..." he teased, reaching your middle and squeezing your inner thigh. You didn't respond with words but your expressions said it all. "You really want me, babe?"

"Ah!" You reacted when he began to rub the cloth shielding your womanhood. You then bit your lip in an attempt to bury your verbal responses.

"You didn't answer," he snickered, rubbing harder.

"Yes. Fuck!" You uttered wanting him to scratch the itch you had.

"That was loud. Haha!" Frustrated, you gripped his wrist firmly begging for him to continue. He obliged and slid his finger on the other side of the seam. "So wet."

"Mmm..." Once his finger dipped inside your core, he focused on your face for any sign of discomfort. All you did was gasp and buckle, but nothing concerning and to that he smirked darkly and continued to massage your inner walls. You rolled your hips begging for more insertion. Your wish was granted when a second finger squeezed through making you squeal.

Mark automatically glanced at the door then to you and accelerated his speed and precision.

"Oh God!" You wanted to fall but his body held you held up. His fingers curled then circled then curled again making your body quiver in his wake. Your head fell on his shoulder as he fingered you effectively. You showed your appreciation by nibbling on his shoulder blade and he stiffened. That was a bad idea because his next move made you cry out again. “Fuck!”

The two digits were creating a scissor-like movement and the action was quick. You could feel the pit in your stomach winding up. Geez! You certainly were in need of him. He worked faster and harder while his thumb flicked your engorged clit having you throw your head back in shock. You had forgotten where you were exactly, so your head hit the wall, but the sensations you were feeling down below subdued the ache. Quickly you bucked and writhed in his hold until finally, you came loose.

"Ahh--" your cries were muffled by his mouth covering yours. While he was certain that little to no one was even near the dance room, he was still on guard. His hand being milked by your essences continued to work you out of your orgasm while he was kissing you fervently. His tongue returned to tangle with yours and you became like putty in his arms. Once you were coming down from your high, he kissed you slower then eventually backed off letting you breathe. Feeling weak, your body went slack but he was there to cradle you.

"Has your desire been fulfilled, love?" He asked, stroking your head. You hummed into his chest then sighed.

"But now I'm soaked and I have nothing to change into."

"Haha! That's true. My bad," he chortled then kissed your forehead.

"This was great and all but Mark," you began, giving him a peck on his cheek. "There's one part of you I was looking forward to." You boldly cupped the bulge in his pants and rubbed it. There was clearly an issue you had to take care of. He hissed then found the means to respond.

"I know, but we can't... Not right now. Let's wait until we have something to protect us."

"You mean what we have in the car?" His eyes widened when he remembered thus a grin spread across his charming face.

"Shall we dance then?" You nodded eagerly. The two of you hastily got to your feet, collected your belongings, and then dashed out of the dance hall. Mark reappeared to quickly shut off the lights leaving the practice room in a calming darkness.

#GOT7 #Scenario #Mark Tuan #Never Ever #Smut #Fluff #Kpop #Fanfiction #Dance

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