#bs2

Miss you more.  

What are you doing? 

Editing some concert footage.  You? 

Getting ready to go to bed. Just got home. 

I’ll call you as soon as I get this video posted, ok? I love you. 

Love you too. 

With the video edited and posted, you slid your phone into your pocket and made your way to where the guys were. Seonghwa and Yeosang sat talking quietly while everyone else finished getting ready for rehearsals. Seonghwa spotted you and gave you an excited wave, one you returned with a smile. 

Your phone buzzed in your pocket and you quickly slid it open when you caught the notification. It was a story on Jiyong’s very public instagram. To the normal eye it was just a mirror selfie, he’d posted them randomly throughout the past few months, driving fans wild in the process. But you knew this one was meant for you. 

The way his shirt hung low, the smirk only you could see that his phone was covering up. The timing of it, even. You knew Jiyong hadn’t just gotten home, he’d been home for hours. You groaned in frustration before finding the video you’d uploaded, confirming your suspicions that he’d seen the edit. Jiyong was jealous. 

You didn’t know what had caused this sudden jealousy in Jiyong, but you were benefiting from it greatly. First with his show in LA and now with this. 

“You ok?” Hongjoong was by your side, brow raised and you blinked, closing out of instagram quickly. 

“Yeah…yeah I’m good.” You nodded a smile on your face. 

“And Jiyong Hyung is good too?” He teased, a smirk plastered on his face. 

“Yeah…” you paused, turning to face him fully. “Go away, Hongjoong.” 

“We can all see his story, you know.” Hongjoong laughed, sliding his hands into pocket before walking away.

You rolled your eyes, waiting until he was gone to take your phone back out. You clicked on his story again, relieved that it was still there. You didn’t bother to like it, you knew he’d see your view. He’d probably been waiting for it. You closed the app, hitting your messenger app and clicking his name. 

You’re the worst.

Maybe. But you were supposed to call me. 

And now I’m not. Go to bed Jiyong. 

Night Jagiya. 

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It was show day which meant lots of running around to make sure the eight guys had everything in place for their costume changes, waters were in place, really everything they needed to have an easy time on stage was done. Soundcheck would be starting soon and you hadn’t had a chance to talk to Jiyong at all. Which wasn’t a surprise, you both had an understanding that tour days usually meant a late night chat in someone’s time zone at some point that day. 

You pulled out your phone sending him a quick text, knowing he was likely still asleep at this hour and turned your attention to Yeosang, who was currently eating a bowl of ramen. 

“Hey buddy, you doing ok?” You moved to sit next to him. 

“Yeah.” He held his bowl closer to him and he raised a brow. “You’re not going to steal these are you?” 

“No.” You laughed, leaning back in your seat. “I’m not Hongjoong.” He relaxed next to you, eating a bit slower. “Sound check is in five though.” 

You two sat in comfortable silence as he finished his meal and made his way to the stage for sound check. You really enjoyed working with Ateez, all eight of them had become younger brothers to you. They could be a little much sometimes, but that was part of their charm. They’d become your family and if there was any group of people to be around when you couldn’t be around Jiyong, it was them. 

After soundcheck you gathered the guys, posing for a photo. It had become a pre show ritual at this point that you would post something with them before each show. 

See you soon Tacoma! ✌️ you captioned it and hit post, making sure to tag the guys and the official account that you also ran. A few minutes later your phone buzzed, hoping for a text from Jiyong you looked down as frowned. Why was he posting a story and not texting you back? 

You clicked the notification and let out a laugh when you saw the story. It was simple, just his hand curled to show off her nails. But you knew it was another meant for you story. You rolled your eyes but before you could close the app another picture came in and you gasped.

He had his face hidden, the camera panned down to only show his arms, torso and legs off. He was wearing a simple outfit, red shorts showing off his thighs perfectly and you had to check to make sure you weren’t drooling. 

“Are you okay?” Seonghwa’s voice broke your thoughts and you realized you’d been staring at your phone for much longer than necessary.

“Hm? Yeah…never better.” You slid your phone into your back pocket. “You look great. Trying to kill the fan girls tonight?” 

Seunghwa nodded, his glittery makeup shimmering in the lights as he moved. “Always.” He winked as your phone buzzed. “I’ll leave you to that then.” He turned, a smirk on his lips as he walked off. 

You reached for your phone, seeing another story notification and hesitated before opening the notification. Thankfully, it was just a chaotic story about the cats. You replied to it with a heart and frowned when the story changed to another one of his. You hadn’t realized he’d posted two. 

Pony started blasting and eight heads turned to face you. You face a sheepish smile in response, turning the volume down and walking out of the room. He was going to pay for this one. 

“What the fuck Jiyong.” You hissed into the phone as soon as you saw his face appear. 

“What?” 

“Using Pony with a story of your face looking at me like that is dirty work.” You glared as you made your way to a more private area backstage.

“Just reminding you that you can jump on it anytime.” He smirked. 

“Jiyong!” You groaned. “You’re a whole lifetime away. Stop being a tease.” 

“I’ll be there in a few hours actually.” He leaned back in his seat, a pleased look on his face. 

“What?” 

“I miss you Jagiya. And it was supposed to be a surprise, but I’m off for the next week and I can’t wait until New Jersey to see you. So I’m coming for the weekend.” 

“You better be resting up on that flight then. Because I’m making you pay for these stories.” You saw the guys lining up and checked the time with a sigh. “I have to go. I’ll see you soon.” 

“Bye Jagiya.” 

The call disconnected and you grinned as you made your way over to your friends. San raised a brow at your mood change and you looked away, folding your arms. 

“Have a good show, boys!” You grinned before sending them on their way. 

Jiyong managed to sneak into the show unnoticed, hiding in the green room until the show was over. He didn’t mind sitting in there alone with Jaeho while you worked. As he watched the show on a small TV he realized he’d never actually seen an Ateez show in person before. He had to give it to them, they were killing it out there. 

Hongjoong led the guys and you back to the green room, San had an arm resting playfully on your shoulder as you all walked. Excited conversations about a job well down filled the air as Hongjoong opened the door stopping in his tracks. 

“Hongjoong, what?” Seunghwa asked in confusion but Hongjoong didn’t answer.

“G-Dragon? Holy shit.” He shook his head trying to contain his excitement, Sans arm falling off your shoulder and you popped around him brows raised. “I mean, Jiyong, Hyung, hello….welcome.” He bowed his cheeks tinted pink in embarrassment.

The guys all followed suit and Jiyong smiled politely, bowing back. “Thanks for arranging this.” He nodded at the leader of Ateez and you looked between the guys before finally making your way to Jiyong. “Surprised?”

“Yeah. Kinda figured I’d just see you at the hotel or something tomorrow.” He shrugged, wrapping his arms around you. 

“Yeah but then I couldn’t do this.” His lips were on yours instantly and you practically melted into him as you returned the kiss. 

Seonghwa cleared his throat from his spot at the doorway and you pulled away from Jiyong with a sigh. Jiyong smirked, wrapping an arm protectively around your shoulder, a brow raised at San playfully. He offered up a sheepish smile and scratched the back of his head. Now that he had you in his arms he didn’t want to let you go. The guys made their way inside, offering handshakes and thanking Jiyong for being there. 

“You were all amazing. Truly.” Jiyong smiled. 

Your eyes fell on Hongjoong who you thought might pass out from the compliment and you snorted. Hongjoong looked over at you and glared before grabbing a bottle of water and excusing himself. 

“You guys fine on your own for send off?” Seonghwa nodded and you picked up your purse. “Ok, I’ll see you in the morning.” You waved goodbye and led Jiyong out of the room. 

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“I can’t believe you came all the way to Washington just to see me.” 

“I’d go anywhere for you.” Jiyong pulled you closed, planting a kiss on your cheek. 

You weren’t sure how you’d gotten so lucky to have Jiyong as your partner. Despite his crazy schedule and the fact that he could use this week off to rest, he’d chosen to fly to the states to see you. 

The truth was, Jiyong would do anything for you. Did he enjoy teasing you? Absolutely. But that was just because he loved you so much. He may have misunderstood Jackson back in May but he trusted you, and he trusted Ateez. That didn’t mean he couldn’t have fun reminding you of what you were missing while you were away. 

He held you close the rest of the ride back to the hotel, neither of you wanting to be too touchy with Jaeho in the front seat. One you were alone in the hotel room though all bets were off. 

The door had barely closed before your lips were on his. It had been two months since you’d been able to kiss him, to hold him, and you wouldn’t be able to see him again for a couple more weeks after this. You were fully prepared to savor this night for as long as possible.  

Jiyong’s tongue darted out licking your lip, begging for access. You happily obliged parting your lips, your tongue meeting his. His hands moved from your face down your side and stopped at the hem of your shirt before he pulled it up roughly, only breaking the kiss to pull it over your head. 

You followed his lead, removing his shirt and licked your lips at his exposed chest. He’d been putting in work all tour and was more toned than he ever had been. Something you’d been enjoying. Jiyong noticed your stare and smirked, his hand cupped your cheek dragging your attention back to him and his lips captured yours once again. 

He walked you backwards, laying you down on the bed gently, his lips finally leaning yours to kiss down your jaw, to your collarbone and down to your breasts. He removed your bra, and moved his mouth to your nipple, licking your nipple before biting down gently while his hand gently massaged your other one. 

As his hand lowered to your panties, you made quick work of undoing the button on his shorts, pushing them down. His lips moved back up your body towards your lips and he kissed you slowly as he slid a finger into your slick folds. You moaned in his mouth, cupping his growing erection through his boxers. 

Jiyong’s fingers massaged your clit slowly, your hips bucking against his hand and he smirked against your lips before stopping his movement. You let out a whine and Jiyong started moving his finger again before sliding it down to your entrance. He began pumping inside of you slowly, too slowly for your liking. 

He added a second digit, his eyes locking on yours as he moved his fingers in and out of you. You moved your hips trying to get him to move faster and the smirk widened on his face. 

“There’s no need to rush, Jagiya.” He whispered into your ear. “We have all night.” He bit down on your earlobe gently before moving his mouth to your collarbone. 

He bit your skin gently, just hard enough to leave a light mark, one that would be gone in a couple days and easily covered. His hand stopped moving again and you opened your eyes, meeting his with a flare. 

“Ji please.” You whined. He shook his head kissing you slowly. 

“Be patient, Jagiya. Good things come to those who wait.” 

You groaned, moving your hand to pull his boxers down, stroking his erection slowly. Jiyong let out a low groan, his fingers pumping inside of you again, curling at just the right spot. You curled your toes, your legs falling further apart and Jiyong’s thumb found your clit, rubbing quick circles. Your hip bucked into his hands and you matched his rhythm as you pumped him quickly. 

You could feel yourself getting closer, your breaths coming out in shallow pants and Jiyong shook his head, stopping his movements. 

“I don’t think so.” He smirked, his arm wrapping around torso before he flipped you so you were on top of him. 

He helped you position yourself above him, his hands holding your hips tightly as you lowered yourself on him slowly taking him inch by inch. You rocked your hips against him and let out a moan at the feel of him inside of you.  Jiyong lifted you slightly and you slammed back down on him quicker. 

“Fuck, Jagiya.” He moaned his hips bucking into you.

You moved against him quickly, your hands resting on his chest as you moved against him. Your nails digging into his skin with each movement. You were close, so deliciously close to coming undone and you moved quicker.  Jiyong matched your movements, his hands digging into your thighs, leaving little marks to match the ones you were leaving on his chest. 

“Come for me, Jagiya.” He demanded. The steadiness in his voice was your undoing. 

You rocked against him quickly a few more times before you came undone, Jiyong’s thrusts slowed as he let you ride out his orgasm, his following close behind yours. He released, filling you up, your hips rocking against his as he finished. 

You didn’t know how long you stayed like that, him inside of you as you both caught your breath. You let go of him moving to push your hair back before you slowly pulled yourself off him. He pulled you to his side, kissing you gently. 

“I missed you.” He mumbled against your lips. 

“I missed you too.” You looked up at him with a smile. “You have to stop with the stories though. I’m not going to make it to the end of August if you keep doing that.” 

Jiyong laughed, pulling you to him tightly and nodded his head. “I make no promises.” 

“You’re the worst!” You laughed.

“You love me.” 

“I do, very much so.” 

The rest of the night was spent with you wrapped in each other's arms, talking about everything and nothing. Just savoring every bit of time you had together before you’d both have to get back to your respective jobs. The distance was hard but it wouldn’t be forever. Jiyong could wait a few more weeks, and he’d have fun teasing you along the way. Especially if it meant more nights like this when he did get to see you again.