[8:45pm]
You walked through the door that leads to the dorm your boyfriend is currently residing in. Shutting the door behind you silently, you slipped off you shoes and made your way to the kitchen, saying hello to the few members that were lounging about. You headed over here after receiving multiple text messages from different members claiming they were worried for your boyfriend. The boy’s schedule was overpacked, causing you to not see your boyfriend in person for a month. Your boyfriend, as hardworking as he is, tries his best to maintain contact with you through texting before going to bed and when waking up, as well as video chatting whenever possible even if only for a few minutes at a time.
“He’s in his room, been in there all day.” Yuta said as he placed his dishes in the sink, nodding in the direction of the bedrooms.
“What happened? Is he okay?” You asked worried.
“No idea. One minute he’s in the recording studio working on lyrics, the next he’s on the ground sobbing and yelling that he can’t breathe.” Taeil explains.
“Wait, so he had a panic attack? Do you know why or what caused it?” You started to get more and more antsy, wanting to just run to your boyfriend and hold him.
“I guess so, we had no idea what was happening. We took him to the emergency room and they gave him something to calm down and we headed back here.” The older hyung stated.
“Yeah, he really freaked us all out. The nurse said that he had been working himself too hard and apparently stressed himself out over stupid lyrics that all his emotions just built up and he exploded.” Yuta explained.
You just nodded, taking in the information the older guys were throwing at you.
“I’m gonna go and see him, I guess. Make sure he’s okay.” You whispered, waiting for the boys to nod before you made your way over to the bedrooms.
You knocked quietly on your boyfriends door, waiting for a response. When you didn’t receive any, you knocked again.
“Go away, hyung, I told you to leave me alone.” You heard your boyfriends raspy voice speak.
You opened the door slightly, peeking your head inside the room and scanning his room before landing on your boyfriend, Mark, curled in a ball in the corner. You opened the door wider and stood in the doorway, your heart breaking as he looked up with tears running down his face.
“Oh, hi baby, wh-what are you doing here?” Your boyfriend asks, getting up and wiping his tears away. He stands before you fidgeting with the end of his long shirt and shifting from one foot to the other.
You stepped inside the room, closing and locking the door behind you in case one of his members or a manager tries to come in. Moving closer to Mark, you placed a hand on his cheek, wiping away the stray tears that were still falling. You looked him in the eyes, red and puffy before placing your other hand on his other cheek, now cradling his face as more tears were starting to fall.
“Oh baby…” You started and then pulled him in closer, wrapping your arms around his neck as his arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer. The two of you stood there for what seemed like hours, just allowing him let everything out and letting him pull you closer and closer until hi shoulders stopped shaking and you didn’t hear anymore sniffling. He pulled away and wiped his face of a few remaining tears before grabbing your hand and leading you to his bed. Laying down on his side, he pulled you down so you laid on your back while he placed his head on your chest. He wrapped his arms around your waist before letting out a deep sigh and closing his eyes. You threaded your fingers through his dark roots, trying to rid the hairspray that clumped his hair together.
“Do you wanna talk about?” You suggested softly. Peering down to look at his expression.
“Not really… I guess I just got a bit overwhelmed with everything our company is throwing at us.” He whispered and sighed again, moving his head so he can look up at you.
“Really? Cause from what I heard, it seemed a lot more intense than just ‘a bit overwhelming.’” You responded. He didn’t say anything back and instead stared up at you as if admiring your face. They way he looked at you released butterflies in your stomach and your mind to completely lose track of all thought. You two had been dating for almost two years now and you still cannot get used to the sensations he sends through you, the way your body lights up as if on fire whenever he looks your way, how you get lightheaded whenever he kisses you as if it was the last thing he was ever going to do. Everything this boy does to you, you still cannot and probably will not get used too.
“Babe..? Are you okay?” He chuckles a bit at your fazed expression and allows himself to roll off you to lay on his stomach, while you moved onto your side so you two were facing each other.
“What? Yeah, yeah, I’m good.. why?”
“Because I just asked you a question and you just stared at me for about a two minutes. Where’d you go?” You just smiled and leaned forward to connect your lips with his, a brief interaction that had left you breathless. You pulled away, leaving only centimeters between you two before staring into his eyes again. What’s that expression, the eyes are the windows into the soul, well, you wouldn’t mind looking into his soul all the time if what looked back at you in return was intense adoration and love.
You pulled away completely and moved on top of Mark so you were straddling his back. You started to lightly press into his back, massaging him and then moving up to his shoulders, to try and release some tension he might have. You moved your hands back down to his waist before placing them under his shirt and pushing it up, placing kisses up his back. He let out a deep breath before speaking.
“What are you doing?” You pressed a few more kisses up his spine, pressing your chest flush against his back. You lightly kissed the spot just under his ear before responding.
“Just let me take care of you for once.” You whispered, kissing the shell of his ear once and then moving back up and getting off of him.
“Roll over onto your back.”
Mark moved his head up to look at you once before listening and flipping over onto his back, letting you get back to straddling him. You pushed his shirt up further exposing more of his gorgeous, toned body that you haven’t seen in person for so long. He got the hint and lifted his shoulders off the bed allowing you space to pull his shirt off entirely, leaving him in only his black sweatpants. You gazed down to admire your beautiful boyfriend and then leaned back down to continue attacking his neck. You placed another kiss under his ear and made your way down leaving red marks that were soon to be replaced with purple and blue hues. You reached his sweet spot, just right in the crevice of his collarbone and neck, paying extra attention to that one spot. Mark let out a few groans and breaths, letting his eyes flutter close as you continue your work.
You continued to place kisses down Mark’s chest, leaving marks down to his stomach, listening to Mark’s breathing as it gets heavier and heavier. You sat back up to admire your craftsmanship, a proud smile gracing your features while you traced your fingers lightly down his body, reaching the hem of his sweatpants. You peered back up at him, looking at his face through your eyelashes, looking for some sort of approval before continuing your journey. Mark noticed your hesitation and opened his eyes, nodding slightly. That was all you needed before letting your hands trace over his growing bulge, his breath hitching at the contact. You smiled at him again and then moved your hands to the strings of the sweatpants, untying them and pulling them down slightly. You got off him so he could lift his hips and push down his pants past his ankles. You looked down at his boxers and and placed your hand on his crotch, pressing down earning a gasp from your boyfriend. You looked up at him before letting your hands wander to the top of his boxers, letting them pull down his boxers, his dick springing free.
Mark hissed as the cold air hit his dick, but it was soon replaced with a moan as your hand wrapped around the tip, gathering the pre-cum that was leaking through. You rubbed the tip a bit before reaching down and wrapping your mouth around the tip while your hand moved down to the base of his cock. Your boyfriend let out a deep groan at the sensation of your mouth and so he reached his hand down to gather your hair in a makeshift ponytail. You removed your hand from his dick and allowed Mark to push you down further until your nose was touching his skin, his dick reaching the back of your throat, making you gag a bit. To be honest, you couldn’t care less. You let him mishandle you, thinking that he needed the release of his tension, and so you let him. You let him deep throat you as tears started brimming your eyes, but you let him keep going.
With your throat burning, tears now escaping, and scalp hurting, you placed your hands on his thighs to signal to him that you needed a breather and reluctantly, he let you go. You gasped for air as you came up.
“Sorry.. Got a bit carried away..” He mumbled. You disregarded him and after collecting yourself, you leaned back down to take him in your mouth again. You bobbed you head up and down, reaching your hand up so you can grab his hand to lead back into your hair. He starts to card his fingers through your hair, letting out a few deep grunts and thrusting up into your mouth.
“Shit, I’m.. God.. I’m close, baby.” You kept going, letting him thrust up into you a few more times before he let out a string of curses, releasing into your mouth. You let go of him, a bit of saliva connecting your lips with his dick, before sitting up completely and swallowing his load. Mark opened his eyes, looking a bit dazed before sitting up along with you and reaching his hand up to wipe the corners of your mouth.
“Good girl. My good girl.” He stares at your mouth before leaning in and connecting your lips together. He kissed you with so much passion and lust, a feeling reaching down into your core. He pulled away slightly before whispering.
“Your turn.”
