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️⚠️ Trigger warning
Smut/fluff
Strong language🔞
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Haneul's bedroom...
It was now five days after my birthday. I awoke to faint music playing in my flat. It surely wasn't my phone's ringtone, so whose was it?
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.And then I recalled what had happened yesterday... Hobi.
I must have fallen asleep at Hobi's side and he must have brought me home, leaving Hobi to recover.
My head aches and I realised that I was sleeping awkwardly because it had somehow slid off the pillow. In addition to that, something heavy was holding me down, preventing me from getting off the bed. I moved around to pull the blanket off, only to realise a muscular arm was around my waist, pinning me to the bed.
Half panicked, I turned to my right to find the sleeping form of Yoongi.He was snuggled close to me, his body possessively pressed against my own, one arm under the pillow we slept on (he's such a pillow thief) while the other arm was wrapped around my waist, holding me close to him.
His chin rested on my shoulder, his lips so close to my neck.
Memories of last night flooded back.
Hoseok was in hospital. I fell asleep at his bedside while talking to him.
Yoongi must have returned to Hoseok's hospital room to take me home and found me asleep beside Hobi. I vaguely remembered that it was too late for him to drive home, and he was also sleepy, so I mumbled in my sleep that he could sleep over at my flat instead.
I guess I didn't realise that he had fallen asleep next to me.
Oh well...
It was almost like a dream, but everything was happening so quickly.
I smiled at myself; now, take note that I do not have any favourites, however, I couldn't help feel a special bond with Yoongi. He was the only one other than Jimin that made the effort to connect with me and understand me thus far.
I gently wriggled free from his grasp, but before I got off the bed he stirred, lifting his head off the pillow to look for me, groggily. He pulled me back and snuggled closer."Jagiya don't leave me..." Yoongi mumbled sweetly as I tried sneaking off to the bathroom. In his sleep, he placed a soft kiss on my neck.
Oh no... He's starting something.
He still wore the same black shirt and black formal pants he had worn yesterday, but his tie lay sprawled on the bedside table, while his shoes were kicked off at the edge of the bed.
The man was a huge turn on! And he knew it!
Heavens above... please help me stay sane!
'Argh! I needed to shower. He's driving me crazy with such wanton thoughts!' I managed to wriggle free and run off into the bathroom.
When I returned to my room, Yoongi was already sitting up in bed. The first four buttons of his black, formal shirt were opened, hanging loosely, displaying the smooth muscular chest he had. I spied a bit of the lower bit of his chest and instantly, felt myself blushing a deep shade of scarlet.
Fudging fudge balls... He's teasing me so badly.
"What happened baby? Did you see something you like?" He winked at me saucily, knowing full well that he was teasing me.
Well fuck...
"M- morning Yoongi..." I replied unevenly, unable to get the image out of my head.
I'd spied a nipple. But for some reason just seeing him like that, shirt unbuttoned almost halfway down, his hair ruffled and seeing a bit if his muscular chest had done something to me.
I felt things I never felt before... A strange kind of primal hunger. And I wanted to touch him all over, and not just with my hands either...
Such wanton thoughts. I chided myself. I must wait until the wedding!
He laughed at my reaction as he got off the bed and buttoned up his shirt before sauntering over to hug me. He wrapped his arms around me, holding me tight and hummed softly.
An act that once again drove me to insanity with just how much I wanted him right now."Good morning my love." He says and kisses me full on the lips.
Yoongi held me firmly as he possessively kissed my lips. Sliding his tongue over my bottom lip, he teased me, chuckling at the choppy breaths I'd taken, digging my fingers into his back for balance.I swear I fainted inside at his words. He was perfect!
He kissed my jaw, and made his way down to my neck, running his tongue up the side of my neck, and over the marks he left. Then, as if he didn't already recreate the pool between my thighs, Yoongi murmurs in his deep gravelly voice how much he loves me.
I was ready to call in sick at work and stay in bed all day. Alone.
I let out a whimpered squeak. He's undone me.
Giving in to him, I grabbed his collar and kissed him as if he were pure oxygen. He hummed, the sound reverberating in my throat as I kissed him back with more purpose in response, sending more shivers running all over my body.
Yoongi's hands ran up my back and into my hair, massaging my scalp, my back and then my hips as we kissed.I kissed his jaw, running my lips down his neck, placing soft kisses as I went along. This earned me a loud moan from him, but not as loud as the moan that escaped his lips when I eventually kissed his neck.
Realising just where we were headed, I pulled back as suddenly as I'd grabbed his shirt.
As if reading my thoughts, he chuckled again and said:
"Gosh you're cute in the mornings. Can I stay over properly another day? Will you be okay with that? I want to see you blush more around me in the mornings. Maybe we can see where this will go." He winked at me, who was now a horrible mess, still in his arms."Yes, I don't mind baby. You can sleep over another day, after I spend more time with the others."
I pushed him back ever so slightly, teasing him. He'd just bent forward for another kiss. I was afraid I might do something sinful.
Because Yoongi was just sinfully sexy in the mornings... (And every other time of the day too...)
"So you're just going to make me wait to talk to you?" He pouted at me. This itself was another tempting move... I wanted to push him onto the bed, straddle him and kiss him until we never left this room...
No Haneul. Control yourself!
Ssi-bal... He made it so hard.It was so difficult to resist him. Especially when he is already my fiance. Thousands of scenarios played out in my head.
I could have him right here. No one would really know right?
We could stay here all day... I'm sure he wouldn't mind?