#pocimagine

“Are you gonna tell me what’s wrong or are you just going to ignore me?” You had just walked through the door, the car ride home was silent and Namjoon barely looked at you the entire car ride. Was he mad at you? You know you did nothing wrong but be friendly. Taking off your heels, you left them by the front door and sighed at the feeling of the flat surface under your feet again. Once again, he said nothing, just taking off his jacket and kicking off his shoes, leaving you to go into the kitchen and get himself a cup of water. 

You weren’t going to play this game with him, not at this hour. Rolling your eyes, you walked down the hall into the bedroom you were now sharing with Namjoon since moving your stuff out of the old one. Slipping off your jewelry and placing them in their rightful place, you moved to put your hair up and paused when you heard his footsteps getting closer to the room. Turning around, you placed your hands on your hips and shifted your weight onto your right leg. “If you’re going to ignore me the entire night then I’ll just sleep on the couch.” Moving to the closet to grab a pair of pajamas, the sigh you heard come from behind you made you turn around once again. 

His jaw visibly clenching and relaxing, he placed the bottle of water on the nightstand and shoved his hands into his dress pant pockets. “I know that we started off rough, and I like to think that we’re getting along fine but...you’re still my wife. It would be very appreciated if you didn’t openly flirt with my friend in front of me.” Was he being for real? You raised an eyebrow at him, drawing them together in confusion and blinking a few times. “I’m sorry, what? Flirting? I wasn’t flirting with him, I was being nice-” “You were still holding his hand and smiling. I was watching you, Y/N.” His voice was calm but the look on his face showed annoyance. 

“Seriously? So this is my fault then is what you’re saying? He held my hand, so what-” “And he kissed it and you let him.” He added in and you took a deep breath, shaking your head and walking into the bathroom attached to the bedroom. Closing the door behind you, you got set to washing your face and brushing your teeth. Was he really jealous over someone kissing your hand? Wasn’t he and Jackson best friends? Why did it bother him so much when he didn’t even want to be bothered with you in the beginning? The more you thought about the angrier you got. Staring in the mirror you squinted at your reflection, seeing something form on your dress. 

“Shit.” you cursed. You forgot to pump your breast milk before you left and now it was leaking. As if it could get any worse, you went to unzip the back of the dress, feeling the zipper get stuck. Covering your chest with one arm, you opened the bathroom door, seeing Namjoon already changed into a pair of pajama pants, bare chest and sitting on the edge of the bed playing with his phone. He glanced up when he heard you walk out and noticed you covering yourself. You said nothing as you walked over to him and turned around. “Can you unzip me please? It’s stuck and I’m leaking breast milk.” Why was this embarrassing? He’d seen you breastfeed before, of course with a blanket over you but still, he knew this happened a lot. 

Feeling him fumble with the zipper a few times, you heard a tear and gasped. “Aish...uh...sorry.” He mumbled. “Wow, are you really that mad at me that you have to rip my dress too?” You turned around quickly, seeing him fold his hands together. “Of course not, it was stuck, it’s not my fault the zipper was faulty.” He gestured towards your dress. “Thanks anyway.” You said quietly and walked back into the bathroom. Quickly peeling off the dress, you pulled on your pajama shorts and left the shirt unbuttoned that you pulled on, keeping the bra you had on and picking up your dress from the bathroom floor and taking it out into the room. Rummaging through the drawers of the dresser, you grabbed another bra and walked past Namjoon. 

You entered the baby’s room, taking off your shirt and bra and plugging up the breast pump before sitting down and putting it together before attaching the cups to both breasts and turning it on. Making sure both bottles were filled half way, you removed them and slipped on the new bra, grabbing what you needed and walked out and into the kitchen area. After checking the test strips for the milk, you dumped them and buttoned up your shirt. 

“I just got off the phone with my mom, she’ll bring YoungMi tomorrow afternoon.” Jumping slightly, you turned to look at him and nodded. “Okay, I’ll be okay by then. She’s okay though right? Sleeping and eating okay?” You asked. You always did when she wasn’t with you. You were still so used to it just being you and YoungMi that when someone else had her, you went into protection mode, wanting to know every single detail. Namjoon nodded, sitting at the island. “She’s fine, she ate, my sister gave her a bath and made sure she went to sleep on time. She’s in good hands.” 

Nodding your head, you chewed on your lower lip before leaning against the counter, watching him. “I’m sorry, if I was flirting with Jackson. It wasn’t intentional and I wasn’t trying to make you jealous.” An apology had to be made, especially if you wanted this marriage thing to work, and for the sake of your daughter. You could see his face light up a little, his hand coming up to run through his hair. “I’m sorry, for blaming just you. I want this to work, Y/N, I do but I don’t get jealous.” He shook his head. “You were just a little bit. I could tell, I don’t know why, tonight was the most you’ve ever touched me anyways.” With that, you walked past him, only for him to grab your wrist. 

He stood up, towering over you and stared down at you, lacing your fingers together. You looked back up at him, pushing up onto your toes to capture his lips. Your arms went around his neck as he snaked around your waist. You couldn’t help but moan into his mouth when he pressed his tongue past your lips. It had been so long since you even kissed him, your lips moving together effortlessly, your tongues fighting for dominance. Feeling his hands slide under your thighs and pick you up, your legs tightened around him, tugging on his bottom lip as he quickly carried you into the bedroom and dropped you onto the bed. He stared down at you, his eyes scanning over your brown skin until he climbed on top of you and kissed you again. 

The kiss became more rushed, turning over so you were on top of him, your legs on either side of his body as he quickly removed your button up pajama shirt and massaged your breast through your bra. You moaned into his mouth, feeling him pinch your nippes through the fabric, which made you press your hips down and grind against him. Your lips moved down his neck, kissing and sucking the skin there until you heard a repeated buzzing sound followed by a ringtone ring through the room. “Don’t answer it.” You whispered as he reached for it and looked at who was calling. “It’s my mom.” He mumbled against your lips while you kissed him repeatedly before pausing and looking at the phone. Sitting up, you let him answer the phone and moved from on top of him. 

The sigh he let out made you furrow your brows before he stared at you before going back to talk to his mother. “Yeah, we’ll be up. I thought she grabbed the bag from the fridge when she picked her up. It’s okay. See you in a bit then.” He hung up and you waited for him to say something. “My sister forgot the milk and YoungMi’s hungry...I’m sorry.” He scratched the back of his neck. That was the cherry on top of this night. You buttoned your shirt back up, nodding. “It’s okay, are they on their way?” You asked, standing up and fixing your clothes. Namjoon stood up and pulled on a shirt. “Yeah, five minutes away. Y/N-” “It’s fine, Namjoon. Don’t worry about it. It happens when you have a baby.” 

Clearing your throat, you went into MiMi’s room to make sure her humidifier was on and made sure it wasn’t cold. You felt Namjoon’s hands wrap around you from behind and his chin rest on your shoulder. “Don’t be upset please, we’ll have some time soon. When BTS comes back from America I’ll have time off, we can ask my sister if she wants to babysit for a few days, she’s been asking anyways and I’ll plan something nice for the both of us.” He kissed the side of your neck, hoping that would make you feel at least a little happier. It was something to look forward to, you thought. Placing a hand over his that was lingering over your lower abdomen, you nodded. It would be a while from now before that happened but you would keep your fingers crossed. You had to make this work and you wanted to make it work. 

A knock sounded on the front door, Namjoon breathed in deeply and slowly let it out as he removed his hands from around you and made his way to the front of the apartment. You followed behind him, hearing small cries from on the other side of the door. Waiting for Namjoon to unlock the door, his sister holding MiMi’s car seat with her in it and a bag over her shoulder, she walked into the apartment and sat the car seat down, handing Namjoon the bag. You hated seeing the tears roll down her little chubby cheeks so you unbuckled her from the car seat and lifted her into your arms, kissing her forehead while Namjoon spoke with his sister.

“Sorry, we brought her so late, we didn’t know what else to do and she was getting hungry…” She trailed off, her eyes squinting at her brother as he raised a brow before looking at you. You looked at her before looking at Namjoon and your eyes widened. His neck littered in little hickeys from before. You cleared your throat and smiled. “I’ll go and feed her, she’ll go right to sleep afterwards anyways. Thank you for watching her.” 

“If I knew I was interrupting, I would’ve just grabbed some extra milk and went back home.” She laughed and looked at her brother who then cleared his throat. “Geong Min, thank you for dropping her off. You should probably go now.” He crossed his arms. 

Carrying YoungMi into her room, leaving Namjoon with his sister, you smiled down at her. “Don’t worry, you’re gonna get something to eat. Shhhh, it’s okay baby.” You mumbled to her while taking off her jacket and hat, seeing her curly hair matted down to her head from the hat. Sitting down in the rocking chair near her crib, you kept one half of your shirt off while waiting for her to latch on, leaning back and grabbing one of her small blankets and placing it over her body, leaving her head sticking out. 

She was getting big, already 6 months. She had dark curly thick hair, tanned skin and she was the perfect mix of you and Namjoon. She wasn’t crawling yet but she did sit up and babbled away. You had thought about not breastfeeding anymore but the thought of formula just wasn’t for you. Baby food wasn’t a problem but MiMi didn’t like anything, always so picky. She did sleep for most of the night, you only had to wake up once or twice to feed and change her but she was definitely an early riser. When you first got to Korea, she slept a lot anyways but after a few weeks she always woke up at 6:45 now, you figured it was because she heard Namjoon getting ready. 

Hearing a quiet knock on the bedroom door knocked you out of your thoughts and you glanced up, seeing Namjoon standing, his hands crossed over his chest as he watched you feed your daughter. She was drinking so fast that she started getting hiccups, pausing every few seconds before returning for more. “She must’ve been really hungry.” He chuckled, watching her little cheeks suction in and out. You smiled down at her, watching as her eyes slowly began to close, fighting her sleep. It was pretty late for her but since she was hungry, she’d be back to sleep soon.

After a few more minutes, she stopped and you looked at Namjoon. “Can you burp her?” You handed her to him, fixing yourself and pulling your shirt back on once he did take her and place her over his shoulder with a spit rag over him. He softly patted her back, rubbing it in between pats and looked over at you. “I can put her down when she’s done. You can go to bed.” You didn’t have to be told twice, standing up from the chair you were in and laughing quietly when she let out a burp. “Thank you.” You placed her blanket into her crib and leaned up to kiss Namjoon on the cheek.

You were already on your way to sleep when you felt the bed dip beside you, causing you to open your eyes and see Namjoon laying down, facing you. “That was fast.” You pulled the blanket up to your chin while speaking. “She went down without a fight, she likes when I talk to her.” He responded, to which you just simply stared at him before closing your eyes and moving closer to him. You turned the other way, letting him rest his hand over your waist and press his chest against your back before you both fell asleep.

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With BTS going and coming back from the states, you waited patiently for Namjoon to let you know when his sister would be getting YoungMi so that the two of you could spend some time together. It had been two months and three weeks since then and still nothing.

Today however, was a group photo shoot with the boys and the other wives. Everyone wore pastel colors to go with the dreamland theme. You wore an over sized pastel pink knitted sweater and light washed denim jeans and Namjoon wore a similar sweater except his was purple and YoungMi wore pink overalls and a purple sweater underneath, her hair in two pigtails with bows on them. Namjoon was currently talking to the boys with her in his arms, babbling and giggling when he or another member did something she found hilarious. 

You played with your hair in the mirror the new bronze color you decided to color it suiting you more than you would’ve thought. You had straightened it and loosely curled it so it sat the way you wanted it to. Watching the other wives, you and looked at their outfits, some of them with cropped sweaters and the others with dresses. You chose the big sweater since you were still working on getting rid of your stretch marks. You were confident but not enough to show your stomach just yet. The body you have before having a baby was long gone and sometimes you cried about it, especially when it came to your breasts. They didn’t sit up the way they used to and although they doubled in size, it seemed to add more to the sagging and it wasn’t attractive to you. On top of it all, Namjoon told you this morning that his schedule was going to get busy and that he wouldn’t be having his days off that he promised you.

Of course, you being you, brushed it off as if it was a usual thing but deep down inside you wanted to scream. You had everything prepared and even ordered some cute clothing and lingerie for the week. You became more and more cranky and sexually frustrated as the days went by.

“That color looks really good on you.” Jimin’s wife popped up at your side in the mirror and smiled at you. The two of you had gotten close since Jimin wanted her to have someone to talk to. You were surprised how quickly your friendship blossomed and now you two told each other everything. Her and Jimin were on way better terms and he even got her a ring. Come to think of it, the members all got their wives a ring...except Namjoon. You weren’t going to lie, you were very much so jealous but you’d never tell him that. He was always busy and you didn’t want to worry him with something stupid like a ring, a very beautiful ring. 

“You like it? I did it a few nights ago, it came out really well.” You picked up your liquid lipstick to apply some to your lips, Jimin’s wife watching you and tilting her head slightly. “Y/N...so? Did anything happen yet?” She asked quietly. You sighed heavily and shrugged. “He has to catch up on work so...no. It’s okay though-”

“No, it’s not. We searched high and low for that nice lingerie. It shouldn’t go to waste.”

“It’s okay. Maybe some other time, when he’s not super busy.”

“I guess you’re right. Honestly Y/N, if Jimin said he was too busy for me I’d-”

“You’d what?”

Jimin popped up behind his wife and kissed her cheek. She turned around and looked at him. “Nothing, just girl talk.” She giggled and kissed him lightly on the lips, wiping away her lip gloss from his lips. He wrapped his arms around her waist, smiling at her before looking at you. “Y/N, oh wow nice hair. It looks great. Namjoon wanted me to come and get you so that we can take photos.” You nodded and moved around the lovely couple to seek out Namjoon. 

“I was gonna change her diaper before you came and got her.” He spoke, seeing you walk up to him. You grabbed your daughter and shook your head. “I can do it. You go take your photos with the boys.” You placed her on your hip, grabbing her diaper bag before looking at Namjoon who wanted to say something. You motioned for him to go. “I got it.” You sounded a little irritated and walked into the bathroom.

He didn’t say it, but he could tell you were frustrated and looked exhausted. Your dark under eyes were covered up with makeup but he could tell you were tired and needed a break, but there wasn’t much he could do. Frustrated as well that the days he wanted off were needed for dance practice and recordings. It was something he needed to talk to the other boys about but they wouldn’t understand too much because none of them had children. 

Upon leaving the bathroom, you played with MiMi, lifting her up in the air and mocking her when she made a noise. Seeing the dimples in her cheeks always made you smile, her cheeks hiding half of her eyes as she laughed and giggled. Walking back towards the other women, Taehyung’s wife smiled at you and your daughter, walking towards you to have a closer look at the giggling baby. “You are just the cutest thing aren’t you.” She let MiMi grab her finger and wiggled it around while she smiled at the woman. Slowly the other women and even the makeup and hair artists, surrounded you and your baby, cooing over her and having small conversations with you.

When it was time for you and the wives to have a group photo together, you gave her back to her father and joined the ladies. You played with the props on set, tossing a few balloons into the air and doing a few poses for the camera with some of the wives. You did some shots with Namjoon, each couple doing a segment and you and Namjoon did a few with MiMi. It was easy to make her smile. She crawled around to play with the balloons once the photos were done. 

The day wrapped up with everyone out to eat, MiMi sitting in your lap drinking her bottle while you ate and conversed with the others. There was no doubt that the others could sense the tension between you and Namjoon but didn’t speak on it. They didn’t want to start any unnecessary arguments for when you two got home. 

“Namjoon hyung, Y/N-ah, we wanted to know if it was okay with you two if we can have YoungMi for a day or two? We want to have the feeling of having a child so when we have one we know what to expect.” Taehyung spoke up. You glanced up from drinking your water and looked at them before looking at Namjoon who was already looking at you. Nodding your head, you cleared your throat. “Yeah, it’s no problem. I mean, we live near each other anyways. Just let me know when.” You smiled. They nodded and went back to eating. 

After the dinner and you said goodbye to the others, you returned home and took off your shoes, carrying a whiny baby into the bathroom to get her ready for a bath. “Can you get me her towel from her room, Namjoon?” You asked over your shoulder as you ran the water. Sitting MiMi on the floor by the tub as you put your hair up from your face and took off the sweater, leaving you in your tank top as you began to undress her. He nodded and went to retrieve her blanket for you. Placing your hand under the running water to make sure the temperature was okay, you stopped the drain with a stopper and let the tub fill up, adding a small amount of baby safe bubbles before placing your daughter into the tub. 

Namjoon came back into the bathroom, placing the koala bear towel on the sink and watching you quickly wash her up since she started to go into a fit. “I know baby, mommy’s moving as fast as she can. I know you're sleepy…” You softly spoke to her, quickly washing her hair after you took out the pigtails. After a few minutes, you pulled the plug on the drain and made sure Namjoon had the towel ready before placing her in his arms, wrapped in the towel. He walked into your shared bedroom and placed her on the bed while you cleaned up the bathroom. 

He was rubbing lotion over her little body and placed a diaper on her before grabbing her pajama pants and top. “Taehyung texted me, said tomorrow he would like to get the baby.” He mumbled. You grabbed a makeup wipe and began wiping away your eye makeup and nodded. “Okay, I’ll pack her bag in the morning.”

“Y/N, I’m sorry for not keeping my promise to spend time together.”

He picked up YoungMi and placed her over his shoulder, rocking her back and forth. You waved him off and walked into the bathroom. “Like I said before, things happen when you have a baby.”

“Once things lighten up for me with the schedule-”

“Namjoon. I said don’t worry about it, okay? It just...I’m too busy with the baby and besides, I still work so I have clients and I get it. You’re an idol, you have a busy schedule, busier than mine.”

 You spoke while washing your face and brushing your teeth. You hopped in the shower while Namjoon was putting MiMi down for bed, making sure she had everything she needed before turning on her nightlight and returning back to the bedroom. After your shower, you were more tired than ever, quickly changing into pajamas and climbing into bed.

After his shower, Namjoon joined you in bed and noticed you were still up. “Maybe you can catch up on your sleep while MiMi’s away.” he swiped under your eyes and you shrugged. “I’m used to not getting sleep, besides, she’s starting to sleep through the night now so they’ll have it easy with her.” You turned to face the ceiling and readjusted the scarf you had on so that it wasn’t tied too tightly. 

“Namjoon…” You chewed on your lip and turned your head to look at him. “You haven’t been sleeping with anyone right?” You asked. He quickly sat up and stared down at you, his eyes wide and his eyebrows up to his hairline. “Y/N, why would you ask something like that? Of course not. I don’t have time.” He quickly said. You sat up and studied his face for any trace of him possibly lying. He rubbed his face and looked away before looking at you. “It’s...not that I haven’t thought about it...but I’d never do that to you.” He quickly spoke. You paused, looking away and nodding. “I knew it…” You trailed off and shook your head. He clenched his jaw and looked back at you. “You’re busy on my days off Y/N-” 

“Namjoon, please shut up.” You snapped, making sure to keep your voice down.

“I haven’t slept with anyone else. Don’t do that.” He pleaded.

“It’s the fact that you thought about sleeping with somebody else...I’m not having this conversation.” You stood up, grabbing a pillow and a blanket from the closet. “Where are you going?”

“To the fucking living room, leave me alone.” You stormed out of the bedroom and into the living room, placing your pillow on the couch and laying down on it. 

“Y/N-”

“What, Namjoon? What do you want? You want me to give you permission to go and have sex with somebody else? I’m trying, I’ve been trying with you. I guess because I don’t fit your ideal image of what you’re physically attracted to, you don’t see a point in trying with me right? My body doesn’t look the way it used when you first met me because I had your fucking child and you have the nerve to tell me that you thought about sleeping with somebody else?” You angrily wiped the tears from your cheeks. 

He said nothing, just standing there in his pajama pants. Sitting up, you stared up at him, watching him look between you and the floor. “I wasn’t trying to hurt you...I just thought that if I was honest we could figure out what to do from there.” He moved to the opposite end of the couch. “Clearly this isn’t working out for either of us. Maybe we should talk to your boss about this five year contract-”

“I don’t want you to leave, or MiMi…” He quickly cut you off.

“Yeah, well I’m not living here with someone who doesn’t want to try with me.”

“I do want to try! I want this to work out with us. I just don’t know what to do anymore. Every time we try to do anything together we get interrupted and it’s frustrating.” He moved his hands around while speaking, sighing heavily and leaning his head back on the back of the couch. “I’m physically attracted to you, Y/N, there was never a doubt about that. I’m just, it’s been a long time since I even had a relationship and with me being an idol now, I’ve just been so used to just, coming and going, literally.” 

“If you were as attracted to me as you say you are, you would’ve tried a little harder to spend time with me. I know you’re busy with BTS and I get that. I have no problem with fitting my schedule with yours but the difference is that we have a daughter. I don’t want to just pass her off when I don’t feel like taking care of her. I love your parents and our friends but I don’t want to just offer her up when I get too tired. It sounds selfish but I think I’m making some progress with that.” 

“I feel so stupid for saying what I said to you. I don’t want you to think you’re unattractive and I know I should try more instead of saying I’ll do it. Easier said than done. I’m sorry, Y/N, just please come back into the room. I promise we can talk about it tomorrow when I get back from practice.” He grabbed your hand. Grabbing your pillow in his other hand, you left the blanket and shuffled into the bedroom with him, getting into bed and turning to look at him. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.” He pulled you into his chest, whispering the words over and over again.

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You didn’t realize Taehyung and his wife were early birds when you were woken out of your sleep by a phone call. Namjoon was still asleep since it was only 5:45 so you woke up and opened the door for them, letting them in while you went and got YoungMi dressed and her bag packed. She was up when you walked into her room, so it was easier to move her around when she was up. Carrying her into the living room, you handed her to Tae’s wife and gave Tae the carseat and her bag, along with a bag of baby food and milk since she occasionally wanted a bottle throughout the day. You were getting her to eat more food than to drink milk but she still wanted her bottle which meant you still pumped. You couldn’t handle breastfeeding anymore since she got her first and nearly chewed off your nipple the last time you tried.

After they left, you laid back down and as soon as you closed your eyes, Namjoon’s alarm went off and he stretched, grabbing his phone to turn it off and sat up, looking over his shoulder at you. “She left already?” He asked. His voice was deeper than normal in the morning. You nodded, keeping your eyes closed as you tried to find sleep again. He went about doing his morning routine, taking a shower and eating his breakfast. You eventually got up to brush your teeth and put on some coffee while he was eating, yawning and tidying up the kitchen as the coffee brewed. 

You poured him and yourself a cup, letting him add his own cream and sugar while you added some to yours. Scrolling through your phone and answering a few messages from the girls and checking your emails. Namjoon walked over to you after finishing his coffee and kissed your temple. “We’re still talking when I get back, okay?” He kissed your cheek as you hummed while sipping your coffee and glanced up at him. “Have fun at the studio.” You gave him a small smile, watching him slide on his shoes and grab his keys before leaving.

You spent the day grocery shopping and doing any laundry in the house. You decided that you needed a night to yourself so you piled a few blankets in the middle of the living room with some pillows and started on dinner, making steak, rice and asparagus, while a cake was in the oven. Once your plate was made and the cake was cooling on the stove, you whipped up some frosting and began icing the cake when you heard Namjoon’s keys in the door. It was still pretty early so you didn’t know why he was coming home so late.

You were in a black silk robe that you usually wore when making dinner since it was light and quickly tightened the belt before he walked in. You had already put his plate on the side and he looked into the living room, a confused look at all the blankets and then walked into the kitchen after taking off his shoes to see you putting icing on a cake. “What’s the occasion?” He asked. You looked at him then finished up the cake and placed it on the table. “I was having a movie night to myself actually. What are you doing home so early? You’re usually here at 8 and it’s 6.” Adding some sauce to your steak, you cut into it, eating a piece and went to grab a beer from the fridge. 

“Oh...well can I join? I finished early so I figured I’d come home early. I’m gonna go change.” He eyed the cake on his way out of the kitchen and quickly walked into the room. You sat at the counter, finishing up your food and drinking your beer. You ate your last piece of steak when he walked out and made himself a plate. You handed him a beer as well as he sat down and stared at the cake again. “I want some of that cake when I’m done. It smells good.” He spoke over a mouthful of food.

“So, what did you want to talk about?” Slicing two pieces of cake, you placed them on two separate small plates. Your robe kept sliding open so you had to keep tightening it. What you didn’t notice was Namjoon’s eyes catching the material slide down your shoulder while he ate. 

“I was doing some thinking about what I said last night and I also spoke to Yoongi and Hobi about our situation.” He took a sip of his beer. You ate a piece of cake and stopped chewing when he said that. “Y-you told them about us?” You couldn’t get angry just yet without hearing him out so you took a deep breath and slowly continued to keep eating. “I needed an opinion and they told me I fucked up and I apologize for that Y/N. You do a lot for me and for MiMi and I didn’t see that. You’re one person but I should be paying attention more and they told me to take a few days off and they’ll talk it over with the manager and get everything done themselves. I have to work on us, it wouldn't be fair if I just let you put all the effort in without me doing anything as well.” He moved his plate over and grabbed the plate with the cake and began eating it. 

“Anyways, Taehyung has the baby for two days and I have the rest of the week off. I made reservations for tomorrow night at a restaurant so we can go on an actual date and work all of this out.” 

“So are you asking me out on a date, Kim Namjoon?” You couldn’t help the smile that spread on your face. That’s all you ever wanted from him and he was finally understanding. 

“Ah, yes. Kim Y/N, would you please go out with me tomorrow night at 6:30?” He asked, smiling up at you from where he sat at the table. You licked some icing off your finger and thought for a moment before nodding. “I’d love you. Thank you.” You walked over to kiss his cheek and walked into the living room, sitting in the pile of pillows and blankets. Namjoon cleaned his dishes and joined you in the pile of blankets, sitting close to you while you used a remote to turn off the lights and skim through the movies on Netflix, settling on a romance movie. 

Twenty minutes into the movie, you were leaned forward, intently watching the screen while Namjoon rubbed your back while watching the movie and texting on his phone. He tossed his phone on the couch and continued watching the movie with you, becoming flustered when a love scene came on. You squeezed your legs together as they were pulled up to your chest, feeling yourself become damp in your panties. Namjoon noticed the way you were sitting and turned to look at you. “Y/N..” He whispered close to your ear and you turned to look at him. 

He pushed your legs down and grabbed one thigh, pulling you so that you were straddling his lap and brought your lips down to his. His tongue quickly seeking yours out, your panties becoming more wet as they grind against the bulge that was forming in his pajama pants. His hands moved over the front of your robe, quickly untying it and sliding it down your arms and off of you. You tossed it onto the couch behind him, moving your hands into his dark hair, moaning into his mouth when he gripped your hips to help you move against his clothed erection.

You pulled apart, he moved to crawl on top of you and stared down at your matching blue bra and panties and kissed between your breasts before moving back up to your neck and sucking on it, your eyes closing as he lips trailed down, his hands moving behind you to unclasp your bra. You paused and looked at him, his lips pressing to yours again before moving your hands away and removing your bra. “It’s okay.” He spoke against your lips and lowered his head to suck your left nipple into his mouth, his tongue lapping over it and tasting the milk that leaked out. You moaned, looking down at him as he did the same to the other one, kneading the other one as he did so.

His lips trailed down your stomach, kissing, sucking and biting his way down to your thighs, stopping at your inner thigh, he hooked his fingers into your panties and pulled them down, seeing the slick stick to them from your core. You shivered at the cool air and bit your lip as his mouth attached to your swollen clit, circling his tongue around it while resting your thighs on his shoulder. You breathed in deeply and groaned, your back arching away from the floor. 

Flicking his tongue against the sensitive bud, his eyes watching your movements while his hands spread your legs wider, stiffening his tongue to push in and out of your clenching hole. Your fingers tangled in his hair, your head falling back as he moved back and forth between fucking your pussy with his tongue and sucking on your clit. Your heart raced, your legs trembling. 

“Fuck…” You finally moaned out when he circled a finger against your entrance while still sucking on your clit. He hummed against you, the vibrations making you moan over and over again. “You better not cum, baby.” He shoved two fingers into your, curling them upward to hit that sweet spot inside of you. Your head shot up as you looked down at him, grabbing his other hand and sucking on his index and middle finger. His eyes twinkled at the sight of you taking his long fingers into your mouth, causing him to rut against the floor for friction. He pumped his fingers in and out of you, hearing the wet noises come from his movements.

You tightened around his fingers and he circled your clit before sucking it between his lips and pumping faster until you pushed his hand from your mouth and tossed your head back. 

“Shhhhiiit, I’m cu-” You groaned as your orgasm washed over you and a white flash clouded your vision. 

Namjoon lazily rubbed your clit after removing his fingers and leaned up to kiss you, your body jumping slightly from how sensitive you were. You could taste yourself on his tongue, staring up at him when he pulled away to stare down at you. 

“Let’s see how many times you can cum tonight.” He nipped at your bottom lip and you stuck out your tongue to lick his lips, he responded by doing the same. Your tongues danced together until he sucked yours into his mouth while you pushed down his boxers. You went to move down but he stopped you and pecked your lips. “Let me make you feel good.” He whispered, pushing your legs apart. You looked down at his throbbing cock and licked your lips at the sight of it, thick and long. Watching him slowly slide into you, your eyes half closed before falling back onto a pillow as he bottomed out. 

“Finally..please fuck me.” You grinned when you heard him chuckle at your words before he set a moderate pace, your legs spread wide for him as he pulled all the way out to the tip before shoving himself back between your hot walls. “You’re so fucking tight, fuck.” He kissed your neck, placing his hands on either side of your head before pushing himself up and began snapping his hips into yours a little harder. Already your legs began trembling, your hands moving to your sides, gripping the blanket underneath as you let out a series of moans and curses.

Keeping your legs spread, he sat up on his knees, holding onto your hips and thrust faster and harder, your thighs slapping against his lap as your back arched your back higher. 

The moans and grunts that sounded from him only added to your pleasure,your breath caught in your throat as he moved so fast that all you could do was roll your eyes over in your head and let out tiny breaths of air. 

“I can feel you squeezing my cock with your tight pussy, baby. Are you gonna cum already?”

He rubbed your clit with his thumb, smirking when you finally let out a long moan. You looked down at where you were connected and tossed your head back again. “Fuck, keep doing that...make me cum, Daddy.” You let the word slip out but it did something to him. He reached up, gripping your throat lightly, a shaky moan coming from him as he grip tightened. Your eyes crossed this time before your body jerked as you came for a second time that night, your hand wrapping around his wrist where he was still holding your throat. 

You grunted, your toes curling until he slowed down and leaned down to kiss you, releasing your throat and picking you up to sit on his lap. He leaned against the couch and stretched out his legs. The sweat on his forehead was visible and he could see yours too, kissing your swollen lips once again. Staring down at him while you caught your breath, you pressed your sweaty forehead against his and softly giggled. “I knew you wanted to call me that.” His hand raised up and came down against your ass cheek, you yelped and pressed your chest into his. 

He lifted you up and pulled you back down on him, you steadied yourself, keeping your hands on his shoulders and planting your feet on the floor and began bouncing on top of him, feeling the pleasure build back up inside of you again. He slapped the other cheek, gripping both of them to spread you open as you kept your fast pace, watching his head lean back on the cushion of the couch, his Adam's apple bobbing in his throat as he gulped and moaned. 

This experience was so much more vivid than the first time you had ever slept together all that time ago. You were both intoxicated when you hooked up, not leaving much to remember and now you’re both realizing that you missed out on a lot with each other. You were more responsive than the first time and he was more in control. You molded together perfectly and knew what the other one wanted. 

He began thrusting up, holding your hips in place, your fingernails digging into his shoulders before threading them into his hair, short breaths leaving your mouth. “Joonie…” You moaned his name, your knees falling to the floor. Your hips rocking back and forth as he pressed his fingers into your hips, knowing bruises were going to be left in the morning along with some aches and pain but you didn’t care. 

“Please cum inside me..” The words whispered and he closed his eyes and grunted, his balls tightening before he released inside of you, ropes and ropes of his seed spilling inside of you. Your third orgasm hit, your thighs shaking uncontrollably as he wrapped his arms around your waist and yours around his shoulders, burying your face in his neck as you groaned into his skin. “Y/N…” He growled, still slowly thrusting into you, you winced at the over stimulation and grunted when he moved his hand between you and began rubbing your clit. “Give me one more, baby…” He sighed heavily at your walls contracting around his cock. You whined against his neck, sitting up and letting him fall out of you. 

“Mmm, I can’t…fuck.” You stared down at him, breathing heavily, your chest rising up and down quickly as your mouth fell open in a silent cry. “Fuck, fuck fuck fuck!” You cried, another orgasm tumbling through you, his fingers quickly sliding into you to fuck you without mercy. His fingers curving once again to rub against the soft patch inside of you, your body convulsing as hot liquid squirts over his cock and in his lap. 

You nearly fell back but he caught you and laid you down on your back on the floor. You twitched before pushing his hand away and snapping your legs closed. He wiped his hands on his pajama pants and moved to lay next to you, pulling you to his chest and kissing your forehead. “That was only five, I never knew you were a gusher.” He chuckled. You looked up at him. “Neither did I.” You lazily kissed his lips, exhaustion taking over you as you closed your eyes. 

“You should rest up for tomorrow morning.”

“What’s tomorrow morning?” You asked.

Of course it was an accident, the fans would never intentionally hurt you and embarrass you like this right? Okay yeah, you were married to Taehyung but that news was around 3 months ago and they moved on? That’s what you wanted to tell yourself as you stood in the bathroom of your home, wiping the strawberry and mango flavored boba liquid from your face. You had the day off today, having to run a few errands like doctor's appointments and setting up something romantic for you and Taehyung for when he got out of practice later on. When you left from your appointment you wanted some boba and found a shop in town. You weren’t alone since Tae insisted on you bringing some sort of security with you just in case and you did. 

The woman  behind the counter was sweet, noticing who you were and even offered you a free drink to take home for Taehyung. You were standing off to the side, fixing your jacket since it was cold outside when you heard someone yelling off to the side. As soon as you turned you felt not one, not two, but three drinks being thrown in your direction from three very angry fans that were in high school once you noticed their uniforms. There was some in your hair, a good day to wear two braids at least and you got some in your eyes and all over the cream colored sweater and white pants you were wearing. 

A few of the management team escorted you into the back where they gave you a towel to wipe your eyes before the security quickly escorted you out of the shop while speaking quickly on the phone to someone you figured was your husband. It was taking a while for you to process it all on your way back home, you wanted to have a nice dinner with your husband but you knew that had to wait until tomorrow night.

Deciding to just take a shower instead, you took out the two braids you had and turned on the shower, rubbing your face and letting the water hit your scalp. You could hear rummaging outside the bathroom door once you were finished in the shower, your hair wrapped up in a shirt and a towel around your body. Once the bathroom door was opened and you stepped into the bedroom, you saw Taehyung scrambling up from the bed and quickly walking over to you, placing his hands on either side of your face with fear in his eyes as he looked over you as if he was searching for any marks or a sign that you were hurt. You could see the flood of emotions on his face as he caressed both sides of your face before looking at you and pulling you into a hug, his arms squeezing you into his chest. 

“Are you okay? They told me what happened on my lunch break.” He pulled away and looked at you again, leaning down some to place a soft kiss against your lips which you returned. You nodded and patted his chest as you pulled away to start getting dressed. “I’m okay, I just..didn’t see it coming at all. The owner and the other employees were very helpful. It was bound to happen someday Tae.” “No, it shouldn’t have happened at all. I have all three of their names and Big Hit will be sending a notice to their parents about their behaviors so that they can have the proper punishments.” He was beginning to get angry, you could see it all over his face as he started to undress himself. 

“They’re your ARMY, of course they’d be upset that all of you have wives now. They just let their anger get to them is all. I don’t have any scratches, they didn’t attack me physically-” “Jagi, please. If they were the ARMY that I know, they wouldn’t have done that to you. They have to hold responsibility for what they did because it could have been worse. I need you to be safe and happy, okay? I’ll make sure to have some extra security around you when you decide to leave or you can just order whatever you need from here.” He wrapped a towel around his waist while you busied yourself with moisturizing your body and slipping on a pair of shorts and an oversize shirt before removing the shirt from your hair and began detangling. “I can’t stay inside everyday, I have to work as well. I’ll be more careful next time.” 

You let him get into the shower while you placed two more braids into your hair to let it dry while you walked back into the living room area to grab your bags from earlier to put everything away. You took out some hamburger meat and sat it on the counter along with some seasoning and began forming patties while listening to some lofi hip hop. While the burgers were cooking, you took out your papers you had gotten from the doctor’s office and looked over them.

You both had been talking about wanting kids for a couple of weeks and you had to tell Taehyung about your past before you made any decisions. When you were in your previous relationship you were pregnant, three months to be exact and you were going to tell your fiance at the time until you walked in on him and your best friend at the time in your shared bed. The amount of stress and heartbreak caused you to miscarry and that added onto your heartbreak. When you told Taehyung, he knew it would be a tough decision for you but he understood that you needed some time. Of course you wanted children with him, but you needed to make sure your body was equipped for it once again. The doctors ran a few tests and asked a few questions and said that your results would come back in two weeks, which was why you were there today. 

Although you and Tae still didn’t have sex yet, you were so comfortable with each other. You could be naked in front of each other and you could tell how much he just wanted to jump on you but kept his composure and you couldn’t deny that you wanted to pounce on him every chance you got but you wanted to do it right. You needed the emotional connection with him first and that in itself worked out for the best. 

Reading over the letter, you sighed since you couldn’t really understand what it said, reading Hangul was hard for you but speaking Korean was easier. Returning to the burgers on the stove, you flipped them and took out some buns, making a couple of burgers since you knew Tae had to be hungry with only just eating lunch. You felt hands snake around your waist and his chin rest on your shoulder as you turned off the stove. “I need you to read something for me. I don’t know what it says and I was going to keep it a secret until tonight but since some plans were shifted, I figured I’d just let you read it now.” You turned around in his arms and noticed he was shirtless. Handing him the paper, he took one hand away from your waist and read over the letter, soon removing the other one to hold the paper in both hands.

“What does it say? You know I can’t read it.” You were nervous now, because his facial expressions were all over the place before he looked at you, his eyes watering. He put the paper down and lifted you up so you were seated on the counter and kissed you, your hand immediately going to lock in his hair. His hands were all over your thighs before you pulled back and looked at him. “Everything is great. You can carry my babies now.” 

Laughing between kisses, you stared up at him, your eyes getting watery as well. Even though you had only been together for three months, you wanted to be as open with him as possible, you wanted kids just as much as he did. He was the other half of you that you were looking for and he just so happened to be on the other side of the world. Of course you still had a lot to learn about each other, especially not knowing one another for that long. You knew there were going to be some arguments but being in the moment with him would be worth it. You could trust him.

“I still want to enjoy you, Tae, but if we just so happen to make a miracle happen I’m okay with that too.” As you spoke he wiped the stray tears that escaped your eyes and pressed his forehead into yours. “We’ll enjoy every part of it, that’s the fun in making a baby.” 

His voice got deeper and you got chills. Bringing his lips down to yours again, you hummed into his mouth as his hands found purchase on your hips before sliding under your shirt and around to the lower part of your back. “We should...eat first.” You said between kisses until he rested his forehead against yours and pecked your lips once more before pulling away and grabbing the plate of burgers you made.

This was what both of you wanted, although you weren’t married for that long, you two wanted a family as soon as possible, especially with him being so busy all the time with the comeback. Soon there would be a tour which meant less time to be with each other, but you knew it would work out with the both of you. Even when he was at practice, he always texted you or called you during lunch break and even helped you in your studio when he had a day off.

Most of ARMY loved your artwork and you even had a page dedicated to just your work. Some bashing you because of obvious reasons but you always saw that there were more positive comments than negative. 

Sitting across from Tae, you ate your burger, listening to him talk about the comeback and the new album that he was excited to drop very soon. He also talked about the award show that was coming up in two days which you totally forgot about. “Oh wait, I almost forgot.” You got out of your seat and walked into the kitchen, coming back with a boba tea you had in the fridge, slightly shaking it a little before handing it to Tae and kissing his forehead. “The woman behind the counter gave me a free one for you, she said it's from ARMY and it’s even purple.” You grinned and he took a sip before nodding and smiling at you. “Thank you, baby.” he finished eating his burgers while you cleaned the kitchen and put everything away. 

You saw him engrossed in his phone while eating so you walked into the bedroom and decided to quickly clean up everything so you could set a mood. Although your day was partially ruined, you wanted the night to be as romantic as possible. Lighting a few candles, you placed them on the dresser and some small tealights on the nightstands. Pulling a small box from under the bed, you opened it and quickly changed into the lavender colored silk set and robe, took the braids out of your hair and fluffed it out quickly as you heard his footsteps coming towards the bedroom.

Standing by the bed, you waited for him to open the door, a smile on your face as you watched him take in everything. “Wow…” He scanned the room before his eyes landed on you and raked over your body. You walked over to him and grabbed his hands, placing them around your waist before leaning up and capturing his lips with yours. His grip tightened, pulling you flush against his chest, his tongue prodding into your mouth to seek yours out. You moaned from it, letting him back you up until you felt the bed behind you. Quickly hopping up onto it, you pulled him with you, laying back and letting him rest between your legs, your hips already bucking into his as his lips moved down to your neck, his hands sliding under your thighs and kneading the flesh there. 

It was easy for him to turn you on, especially with the way his hands were roaming all over your body. “Take this off…” He sat up to slide the robe off of you, kissing your shoulder as the fabric slid down your arms, leaving you in the bra and panties. Biting your lip, you watched him watch you, looking over every inch of you as if he was taking a mental picture. You sat up, pulling his face down to you, connecting your lip once again. This time, you kissed with hunger, nipping at his bottom lip as he unhooked your bra and tossed it to the corner of the room knowing you’d have to look for it later.

You could feel your panties sticking to you and as if he knew it, he slid his hand between the both of you as he laid you back down and began rubbing slow circles through your panties, groaning from how wet you already were. Your breath caught in your throat when he moved your panties to the side and rubbed tight circles on your clit, your legs moving apart more from this action. “Please…” You begged and looked up at him as he stared down at you, licking his lips and grinning. “You want me already, baby?” You quickly nodded and pushed your panties down, doing the same with his shorts and it didn’t surprise you that he had nothing on underneath. 

His cock sprang free, slapping his stomach and already leaking from the tip. Sliding between your folds, he made sure to get himself nice and wet, both of you looking down at your actions before he slowly slid into you. The stretch burned a little and you let out a deep breath until he bottomed out and groaned at how tight you were. You bucked your hips up again, your arms going around his shoulders as he began to slowly thrust into you, both of you moaning at the same time at the feeling of finally being connected after waiting for so long. His head dropped into the junction of your neck and shoulder, kissing and nipping at the flesh there as he continued to pump in and out of you, your head turning to give him more of your neck.

Your body quickly heated up, your eyebrows knitting together as your head tossed back when he began moving his hips faster. Moving your hands across his back, you stared up at him, locking eyes with him as he pecked your lips a few times before moving his head down to suck one of your nipples into his mouth, lapping at it, hearing moans leave your lips. He switched to the other one, making sure to give them both attention. 

Moving his lips back up to your neck and biting at your jaw, he placed both hands on either side of your body and began thrusting faster into you, his pelvis slapping into the underside of your thigh which each thrust. “Oh God...Tae, please.” You groaned, your hands moving down to his hips, pushing him in harder. Taking advantage of the position, you moved your hands down to squeeze his ass, which caused him to bite and suck on your neck and nip at your earlobe. “You’re gonna be nice and pregnant for me, jagi?” He breathed into your ear. “I can’t wait to see you swollen with my baby inside of you, baby.” Your eyes rolling in your head from his words, his hands finding yours and pinning them above your head, fingers locked together.

“Fuck...I’m coming.” you moaned, his grunts turning into moans as his hips stuttered, feeling himself reach his climax as well. Your vision blurred for a few seconds as your body trembled from your orgasm, Tae following right behind you, a few pants leaving him before he released inside of you in thick spurts, pressing his hips into you so none would leak out. He slowed his hips, turning your face to kiss you once again, sloppy and lots of tongue. Once he released your hands you pushed his hair away from his face. 

Your chest was still rising quickly, trying to catch your breath while pushing some of your curls from your sticky forehead. He pulled out of you and you could feel some of his release leaking out of you which made you close your legs, grabbing a pillow and sliding it under your hips. You read somewhere that this helps when trying to get pregnant and although you two were young, you knew you were more than capable of having a baby, just one for now.

“Are you okay?” He asked, kissing your shoulder and then your cheek, as you nodded and looked at him. “Perfect.” You whispered, caressing his cheek. You two did this  lot, stare at each other, taking in every detail. He had some sweat sticking to his face and so did you, you sighed and looked around the room. “Actually, can you blow out the candles? They’re making it really hot in here.” You giggled and he stood up quickly, going around to each one and blowing it out before coming back to join you on the bed. After a few minutes, you moved the pillow from under you and slid under the blankets with him, resting your head on his chest and looking up at him. “I love you.” you spoke quietly, pushing his hair back and wiping some of the sweat that was still lingering on his forehead. 

“I love you, more.” He rubbed your back, leaning down to kiss you once more before looking up at the ceiling. You watched as he slowly blinked, seeing the sleepiness wash over him. 

The next few days were busy for the both of you, going over what you would be wearing to this award show and choosing the right accessories for it. You loved art but also loved fashion, something you and Taehyung also had in common. You’d find yourself taking some of his shirts to style them with your other clothes, he didn’t mind one bit, always telling you how cute you looked drowning in his over sized button ups. 

You were able to do your own hair for the show, keeping the long twists you always did. Your dress, a purple silk ruched dress with an open back and matching long robe-like jacket. You paired it with silver block heel pumps, the neck was open and you wore a silver choker and earrings. Your dress was a little on the short side, stopping mid thigh but as long as you were able to move around without any slips you’d be fine. You had a thin liner and a tinted pink lip, shifting your weight back and forth as you and the other ladies waited for the boys.

“Let me look at you.” Taehyung came up behind you, causing you to jump a little and turn around to look at him, taking in his black suit with purple details and silk purple shirt underneath. He scanned over your body, twirling you around with one hand and placing a kiss on the side of your neck since he didn’t want to ruin your makeup. Everyone huddled into the vehicle and arrived in a timely manner.

The carpet looks were stunning, you were looking at other idols as you guys walked to each set of photographers. Taehyung fixed your jacket, making sure it looked good in the photos that you two took together and as a group. You even took photos with the wives, knowing that some people wanted group shots and individual shots of all of you. 

The show was nothing like you’ve seen before, the yelling and cheering of fans behind you, of course some were not so nice but you ignored them and continued to watch your husband on stage, mesmerized by his performance and how ethereal he looked up there. You were so proud of the group, earning their awards and putting on their best performance, you were even happy to witness the experience. 

After the show ended, the after party came and you didn’t mind it one bit. Tae kept you at his side the entire night, letting you meet his cast members and friends from the movie he’d done, Hwarang. You only drank one glass of wine the entire night until Taehyung glanced at his phone and saw that the boys were ready to go. You quickly said goodbye to his friends and got into the car, already feeling the events of today hit you. In your own little bubble, you and Taehyung whispered about the night to each other on the way back, getting dropped off at your place and going inside.

Taking off your heels as soon as you walked inside, you sighed heavily and turned around to Tae, wrapping your arms around his neck. “We should take a bath together, I’ll run some water and meet you there?” You asked, pressing a few kisses to lips now that you were alone. As infatuated as you two were with each other, you mostly held hands in public, you didn’t want others seeing into the little world you two had going on. Taehyung was big on privacy when it came to relationships and even more now that he was married and you couldn’t blame him. He hummed against your lips, removing the light jacket you had on and staring at your dress once more. “Let me take a few pictures of you first.” He held up a finger and kicked off his shoes, jogging into the room and coming back with his camera, he pressed a button and held it up, watching as you were taking off your earrings and turned to look at him, seeing the flash go off and giggling. 

“I wasn’t ready yet.” You laughed, him capturing another photo of you. “Off guard pictures are the prettiest. It’s in the moment, jagiya.” You smiled and nodded, playing with your twists as he snapped photos. You turned around and looked at him over your shoulder, relaxing your face as he took a few more pictures before putting the camera down. “Go and get the bath ready.” He grabbed your hand and kissed the back of it.

You loved the tub you had, big enough for the both of you and the water was hot enough as you added bubbles. You removed your makeup beforehand, tied your hair up on top of your head and stripped before stepping into the hot bath, sighing heavily at the warmth it brought to your body. With your back leaned against the back of the tub, you closed your eyes for a second before opening them, hearing Tae step into the bathtub with you and sit across from you. 

“I want to show you something. I have a surprise for you.” He pulled you closer, your legs on either side of his body. What did he have up his sleeve? “Close your eyes.” He whispered and you did just that. Keeping your hands on the sides of the tub until he told you to open them and what you saw shocked you. You couldn’t believe what you were looking at as he held open a small box for you. A box that held an emerald cut sapphire ring with white gold diamonds surrounding it. It sparkled against the light and you looked at Tae, already on the verge of tears. 

“I know when we first got together, we had no idea what the other would be like. I know it’s been only a couple of months but I feel like I’ve known you for a long time, Y/N. If I had known you before, I wouldn't have been prepared but it took me a while to find something that I know you’d love. I know we’re already married but I want others to know how serious I am, more importantly, I want you to know how important you are to me. Kim Y/N, will you wear this ring for me? As a symbol of our marriage?” He asked. Blinking a few times, the non stop tears flowing, you stared at him before looking down at the ring again and nodding. His boxy smiled made an appearance as he took the ring out of the box, putting it on the floor next to the tub and sliding the ring onto your left ring finger. 

“This is so beautiful, even without it I’d be okay with anything, ring or not...wow.” You stared at the ring on your finger before wrapping your arms around him and pressing a kiss to his lips. “I love it and I love you, Kim Taehyung.” He kept his hands on your lower back, rubbing your noses together before kissing you again. 

It was a very long time until you two decided to get out of the now freezing cold bath. Half of the water was outside of the tub during the passionate moment you two shared together but once you both were dressed for  bed, you cleaned up the water on the floor before sliding into bed together. Staring at the ring, you didn’t realize how big it was, it was huge! Taking it off your finger, you placed it on the nightstand and turned off the light, wrapping yourself up in Tae once again to go to bed.

“One more thing, Y/N, before you go to bed.” He looked down at you in the dark and you hummed, your eyes closed but you were awake. “I’ve arranged some activities for us next week, since I’ll have the week off. Just a few things I’ve wanted to do with you.” You opened your eyes. “What kind of activities?” You asked. He grinned. “It’s a surprise. I want to surprise you, especially since you’ve had to adjust so much while being here. I want to take you to where I grew up, but I won’t tell you anymore than that.” 

“Okay, I’m both excited and nervous.” You let out a breathy laugh and kissed his chest. “I can’t wait. Goodnight, Tae.” You mumbled. He pulled the blanket up a little more over you and kissed the top of your head. 

New Zealand was the best vacation you had ever been on. You couldn’t remember a time when you relaxed and had nothing to worry about for one full week. Having this time alone with Jin without interrupted work schedules was much needed, you got to know each other much more on both a mental and physical level. You shared secrets with each other, laughed, cried and you started falling more in love with him, which also scared you. You wouldn’t tell him why but in a few more months he’d be gone for two years and you would have to adjust to him not being there with you. You pushed the thoughts to the side because you wanted to bask in him, in his beauty and see him smile. 

Opening the door to your home, you carried your large bags of luggage and sat them by the front door, removing your shoes and sighing heavily. Flying always took a toll on your body since you hated staying seated for so long. Your hair was pinned up in a curly and very tangled bun, dressed in a pink sweatshirt and matching pants. All you wanted to do right now was sleep. You had work tomorrow so it was a good thing your flight landed pretty early so you’d have time to take a nap and get things rolling again. Jin trailed in behind you, dropping his bags at the front door before closing it and locking it up. 

“I need a shower and a nap.” You said quietly, tossing your keys on the counter in the kitchen before walking back towards Jin and watching him in his also very pink sweat outfit, type away on his phone. Wrapping your arms around his waist and pressing your face into his chest, he put his phone into his pocket and moved his arms around your shoulders, squeezing you before stepping back and grabbing your hand. “Let’s go take one then.” Your eyes widened, a smile spreading across your lips before you nudged his side. “My thighs still hurt from the other day, ya know.” You quickly spoke up. That didn’t stop him from tossing you over his broad shoulder and carrying you up the stairs and into your master bedroom’s attached bathroom.

“You seem just fine to me, I won’t try anything. I might just fall asleep in the shower.” Once he put you down, you turned to the digital shower system, turning it on and adjusting the temperature. From living with Jin, you had to learn to not turn it on too hot when you were showering together since he said, word for word. ‘...this is what hell must feel like...my skin is falling off!’ so you learned your lesson then. 

Turning back towards him, you removed your clothing as he did the same, dropping them in a pile next to the sink and stepping behind the glass door to stand under the water, while removing the clips from your hair and letting the tangled mess hit your shoulders and back. Not too soon after, you felt Jin wrap his arms around your waist and kiss your temple, his chest pressed lightly to your back. Your eyes closed and your head leaned back to rest against his shoulder. You wished you could stay like that forever, in warmth, in his arms without having to worry about work the next day. Jin felt the same from the deep sigh he let out against your neck and turned you around to look down at you. 

He could tell you were bothered by something but didn’t speak on it. You’d tell him soon, so instead he pressed soft kisses against your lips and grabbed the shampoo to help you lather your hair. Before any damage could be done, you took over and let Jin wash up while you worked the tangles out of your hair after conditioning it, switching back and forth until you were both cleansed and hair washed. 

You began diffusing your curls while Jin blow dried his hair, standing at the bathroom mirror in towels. You looked at him every few seconds, smiling at the glow he had from his light tan he had gotten while on vacation. “I knew you got a tan, I told you that sunscreen wasn’t a high enough spf for you.” You spoke while turning off your dryer and putting it away. He looks over himself in the mirror and looks over at you. “Hey, it’s not too bad so the makeup noonas won’t be too upset but it will go away soon though. I still look good.” He winked and you rolled your eyes. You cleaned up and finished your night routine and entered the bedroom, moisturizing your body and pulling on an oversize shirt and put a few braids into your hair for the night. 

Jin watched you from the bathroom entrance before walking up behind you and scooping you up, a yelp coming from you as he flipped you around on the bed so he was on top of you, looking down at you. “I know something’s bothering you, baby. What’s wrong?” He asked, playing with one of your braids between his fingers. He had boxers on, shirtless and his hair was fluffy which made him look even cuter than what he already was. 

Your legs on either side of him and your hands at your sides, you turned your head to the side, closing your eyes and sighing heavily. “I just want to enjoy my time with you...before you have to leave. I know we have less than a year before you go and I know you have to tour…” You trailed off and looked at him. You couldn’t help the tears that were forming in your eyes at the thought of not waking up to him or hearing his windshield wiper laugh or him scolding you for using salt instead of sugar in the pancake batter every once in a while. His eyes looked sad, the worry he had for you when he would leave was beginning to settle. 

He’d miss you every day of course, and only letters would be the only way of speaking to each other. Two years would be a long time but he wouldn’t want you to think about all of that now, he’d rather you think about spending as much time together and enjoying your marriage. 

Sitting up, he pulled you up to sitting position and wiped the tears that were sliding down your cheek with his thumbs. 

“This will be the biggest obstacle of this marriage, Y/N. It’s going to be hard for the both of us but as long as we know where we stand with each other, we’ll be more than okay. I will write a letter for every single day that I’m not here with you if you do the same. I don’t want to miss a single thing from your life. There will be sad days, but know that I’ll always come home to you and we can start our lives uninterrupted, have children and never have to worry about me leaving again.” His hands smoothed over your neck, shoulders and down your arms, trying to comfort you. 

You paused. Did he say he wanted children with you? Quickly looking at him, you smiled, happy tears now falling. “You want children? Really?” You had to be sure that what he said was true. You’ve wanted kids but didn’t know if he wanted any. You never had this talk but you figured it’s better to talk about it now. 

“Of course I want children with you. I want everything with you. We will try every single night when I get back. I promise.” He wiped the tears from your cheeks and kissed your forehead before moving down to your lips where you returned the favor. 

“I love you.” You grabbed his hands, lacing your fingers together. 

“I love you more.” He kissed you again, pressing you back against the mattress and laying in between your legs. It was amazing how perfectly your lips fit together, every time you kissed, he made you feel like a giddy teenager. You opened one eye to peek over at the clock that was on the wall and hummed against his lips. All of your exhaustion was out of the window once his hands moved under the shirt you were wearing. 

“I just can’t get enough of you lately…” Lifting the shirt over your head, he removed it and tossed it over his shoulder somewhere. You could feel his boner poking you through his boxers which made you grin. “I can tell already. I thought you were tired?” You raised a brow. Burying his face in your neck and sucking harshly on the skin there, biting your lip in response, he kissed the mark he left. “Can you feel how tired I am?” He asked in response, pressing his hips into yours. 

It took less time to get his boxers off. He lined himself up at your entrance, wanting to jump right into it and slowly guided his member into your wet hole. He shivered at the whiny sound that came from you and began to set a fast pace, lifting one of your legs to get a deeper angle. “Fuck, Jin..” Your head tossed back onto the pillows, one hand playing and pinching your nipples while the other one gripped the blanket under you. 

He leaned down, keeping your leg up and kissed you, your tongue finding his and moaning. He bit your lower lip, licking and sucking on it before looking down at you. Although he was snapping his hips with such speed, the look in his eyes was soft, he loved the way your face contorted when he was inside of you, how your eyebrows knitted together when he hit that sweet spot inside of you just right. You looked up at him as well, your hands moving to wrap around the back of his neck. Dropping your leg, he dropped to his forearms on either side of your head and rocked his body back and forth, increasing his speed and breathing heavily into your neck. 

You wrapped your arms around him, slightly digging into his back and arching your back. The sound of your whines and his heavy breathing along with skin slapping against each other filled the room. You could feel your end nearing already and from the way Jin moaned into your neck told you that he could feel it too from the way you squeezed around him. 

“God, you’re so fucking wet and tight, just how I like it...just for me.” He groaned, leaving marks all over your neck and nipping at your earlobe. You moaned out loud at his words, your walls clenching around him in response. 

He began panting, signaling that he was close but you wanted it to last longer, you always did. Turning over so that you were on top of him, his hands moving to your hips, you kept your hands on his chest for balance and began moving up and down, keeping the same speed he had. “Y/N...I’m gonna come…” His hands coming up to play with your breasts. “No, no. Not yet, hang on a little longer, baby…” You moaned, rocking back and forth on him. 

He planted his feet on the mattress and began thrusting up, causing you to gasp and tilt your head back. “Ngghh...Y/N I’m coming...” He grunted, his hips slowing down but yours still moving as he released inside of you, watching as it leaked out around his cock as you continued to move on top of him, your own end coming soon. The sensitivity started to be too much for him and he dug his nails into your hips and thighs, feeling your walls squeeze him. Rubbing your clit with his thumb, he stared up at you, watching as you trembled. Your orgasm washed over you, your body going limp on top of him as your hips slowed to a stop and you called out his name one last time. You shivered slightly and you could hear him chuckle into your neck before turning to kiss the side of your head. He slipped out of you, letting you rest next to him before turning to meet his lips despite you both trying to catch your breath. 

You glanced over him at the clock on the nightstand and sighed when it read 12:25. “We both better get some sleep or we’ll get yelled at tomorrow. I’m meeting with some photographers.” You yawned and kissed his shoulder and then his chest before finally his soft and pillowy lips that you loved so much. He held onto the back of your neck before brushing his nose against yours. “So beautiful, get some sleep.” He pulled the blanket up and over the both of you, pulling you closer to him before you finally drifting off to sleep. 

Once you were asleep, he slipped out of bed for a moment, grabbing a small box from his dresser drawer and opening it. Revealing a pink Legacy diamond ring. He wanted to give it to you on vacation but decided to wait until the two of you were comfortable back home. Walking over to your sleeping body, he slid it onto your left ring finger and kissed your forehead, watching you stir a little before shifting closer to him. 

“I love you, Y/N..”

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The next couple of months were dragging, you and Jin went on more dates together even if most of them were spent in your living room. It was good to get to know more about him and see how sincere he was as a person, as well as very goofy. You loved that about him. 

A “family” photo shoot with the other members and their wives is why you were sitting in a makeup chair as the older makeup artists style your hair and do your makeup. BigHit was to put out a few photo spreads of the members and their wives since it was a great way to get the fans to love you even more. Army was slowly coming around, some understanding that BTS was off the market and sending positive comments while others who still didn’t want to come to terms with their “oppa” being taken away by some woman and every now and then, you saw the mean and hateful comments but chose to ignore them.

Everyone was dressed in pastels, even the boys in their sweaters and button ups. You looked in the mirror at your pastel pink shorts and top, while a stylist finished adding hairspray to your hair and brushing through your straightened hair. You chatted with some of the ladies, watching them coo over Namjoon’s baby. She was certainly the most adorable thing you’ve ever seen with Namjoon’s dimples and her mother's almond shaped eyes. You couldn’t wait to have your own with Seokjin when his military service was over. You tried not to think about it too much since you wanted to stay positive and not think about the fact that you would be alone for a year and a half. 

Shaking the thoughts from your head you smiled when you felt a pair of arms around your waist and a kiss on your cheek. “Let’s go take some pictures.” You out your hands over his, looking down at the pink diamond that took over your finger. He brought it up to his lips and kissed it before pulling you towards the set. You were sure everything was going to be okay.

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“Hello ARMY, welcome to another episode of EatJin, starring me, Jin of course. Worldwide Handsome. Today I have a special guest with me, my beautiful wife, Y/N. Let’s clap for her.” This was your first time ever being on Vlive with Jin during one of his episodes of EatJin and you couldn’t lie and say you weren’t nervous when you were scared as hell. What if they hated you? What if you did something wrong? 

Jin clapped loudly as you sat down, wearing a t-shirt and sweatpants, your hair up in a bun. “Hello ARMY, It’s me, Kim Y/N.” You waved with both hands and read over the comments that came flooding in. Wow, there were so many mixed emotions in the comments. “Y/N and I have some rice, different flavored chicken, kimchi of course, and Chilsung cider while we answer any questions you have for us. As long as they are within reason, we will answer them.” Jin wore a black sweater and blue sweatpants, leaning forward, he glanced over the questions while preparing the food in front of you and you grabbed a pair of chopsticks to eat some kimchi. “‘Y/N, how does Jin sleep at night? Does he snore?’ ARMY I can’t believe you think this of me but I will let her answer.” He looked at you and you giggled a little before licking your lips. “He doesn’t. I’m the one who snores, especially when I am very very tired. I move around a lot as well, so sometimes Jin wakes me up and says ‘Yah! You’re stealing the blanket from me again and moving too much’ so then he has to hold onto me.” Jin was laughing beside you while eating a piece of boneless chicken. “This is true. One time she hit me in the head, right in the forehead and then apologized the next morning when she saw the red mark on my head.” 

You continued to answer a few questions while eating and complimenting the food while Jin spoke to his fans. It was very welcoming. Another question came in which you and Jin froze when a fan asked how you two met and how long you dated until you got married. You knew this question would pop up but Jin spoke up faster than you did. “It was crazy actually, Y/N here was doing a photo shoot and I had left my jacket at the place she was doing the shoot the night before. During Wings concept photo shoot and I really needed that jacket. She complimented  my jacket and said that it smelled good and then told me I was handsome. I had a feeling she was probably just making me feel better because it was early and my face was puffy from sleep. Anyways...we both have busy schedules so I asked her if she wanted to go to my brother's restaurant for a private date and she quickly agreed. We got engaged exactly one year after that and married last year. It was a very small and private wedding. We do plan to have a bigger one in the future.” 

You couldn’t help the smile that was on your face the entire time he spoke, it sounded so real you could picture it in your mind. A young Jin, fresh faced and tired and infatuated with you the moment he saw you. It sounded perfect.

“It was very hard to date with our schedules, I traveled a lot and so did he, but we always text and video called each other. Now, we have some more time together.” You took a sip of the cider while looking at the comments, a lot of hearts and crying emojis. “One more question before the end, let’s make it a good one.” Jin spoke, eating the last of the rice while you checked them over. “Lots of baby questions, oh wow.” You laughed and Jin’s face began to heat up. “Okay, let’s answer it.” He said while laying his head on your shoulder. “We do want children. Maybe in a few years, we have talked about it and we want to make sure that we both have time. Maybe one or two would be nice.” You nod. 

After ending the Vlive, you and Jin cleaned up the food trays. “I knew they’d love you jagiya, I told you.” He leaned over to kiss you, you kissing him back and smiling. “Well you certainly helped a lot with that. Thank you.” You tossed some things in the trash and walked over to sit in his lap. “I’ll have to think of some ideas for EatJin when you’re gone. I’ll make sure to keep a copy of everything.” He placed his hands around your hips and kissed your shoulder. “You’ll be fine. I promise. So...two kids huh?” He asked. You looked down at him with wide eyes. “Is that too many?” You asked. He chuckled, shaking his head. “That’s fine with me. Anything is fine as long as you’re with me.” He flashed you a smile and you couldn’t resist the urge to lean down and kiss him again. “I love you, Kim Seokjin.” You mumbled against his lips. 

Sore feet would be an issue for a while once you started back up doing ballet again. You had no problem doing it before but that was when you were only doing it three times a week and now you were doing it for five times a week, six hours a day. Two classes each day, one in the morning and one in the afternoon. The only ones not complaining were the little girls who were enjoying their learning experience with hopes of becoming a professional one day. It did take your mind off of what was going on at home between you and Jimin. You’d wake up a little before he did to get a workout in before getting ready for work. You always changed at the studio before class started and stretched beforehand. 

Lately you have been feeling a bit tired, light headed, nauseous, fatigued and on the verge of just passing out.  You drank plenty of water but the real problem was with your eating. You just weren’t eating much of anything. Ever since Jimin made a comment about your weight a few months ago, you just couldn’t let it go. You ate only every other week or so and you knew it wasn’t healthy but in your mind, you needed to be smaller. Even the teacher of your class was smaller than you were and you wanted to look perfect. You worked out constantly and whenever you did feel like you were going to pass out, you’d eat plain rice and shredded chicken to keep yourself going. 

It was starting to take a toll on your body, you’d force yourself up every morning and would be so happy on your days off. Jimin would ask you a few times if you wanted to sit and eat with him but you’d lie and say you had eaten already. He knew you were lying to him.

After coming home early after your second class, you placed your bag into the bedroom and took out your clothes from the duffle bag to place them in the hamper next to the bedroom door. You ran some hot water in the bathtub and changed into cloth shorts before sitting on the edge of the tub and placing your feet into the water, hissing at the pain in your toes from practicing so much this week. You took your hair down from the bun it had been in and scratched your scalp while slowly wiggling your toes around in the water. You turned off the water and sighed heavily, staring down at your feet. Ballet was different from when you used to strip. With stripping, you could do whatever you wanted and be as loose as you wanted to be. With ballet, you had to be organized, poised and not miss a beat or a step. Everything had to be perfect, even you.

You had been sitting there for a couple of minutes and decided to drain the tub and dry your feet with a towel. Your feet were still sore but not as much as earlier, so you ignored the slight pain and went to make yourself some rice and chicken, measuring everything out before placing the chicken in the pan and the rice in a small pot of water with the lid on. You heard keys jingling in the door before Jimin walked in with two plastic bags, sliding off his shoes and walking into the kitchen to place them on the counter. “I ordered takeout.” He said then looked at the chicken you were cooking and tilted his head to the side. “Who’s eating the tiny piece of chicken? Do you have someone’s child here?” He asked, looking around before looking back at you, obviously knowing you were cooking ir for yourself. 

“It’s just leftover that I forgot to cook, I didn’t want to waste it so I’m cooking it.” You looked through the cupboard while he took out whatever was in the bag, and grabbed your box of ballerina tea. He glanced up at you and quickly walked over to snatch the box out of your hand and put it in the trash. “Y/N, you’re not drinking that and you’re not eating that little bit of food either. I ordered some ramen, meat and dumplings and you’re going to eat it with me, okay?” He spoke softly and you shook your head. “I’m not that hungry-” “Seriously? I’ve heard that before..” He sighed heavily and leaned back on the counter. “You haven’t been eating and I know it’s because of me, but that didn’t mean that I wanted you to starve yourself. I’m sorry if what I said hurt you, if I knew that it would do this to you then I wouldn’t have said that you were a little heavy. I take it back, I’m not a malicious person but you look like a twig now and I’m afraid you’re gonna snap in half if someone even hugs you. Please just eat something.” He begged.

Turning off the stove top, you mixed up the rice, adding salt and pepper and tried blinking away your tears. He was such a jerk to you a few months ago and now he’s sorry? “I am eating, Jimin. I just...I don’t want to look too fat standing next to you when we go to events or anything. I have to look perfect.” You hated that your voice was cracking and you hated that he was grabbing your hand so gently that you might shatter in shards of glass or something. You mostly hated how much you were crying right now. 

“Y/N...you don’t think I know where you’ve been right now? You’ll get sick and you won’t be able to go anywhere with me. It’s not good for you to do this to yourself, especially in your line of work.” He wiped the tears from your eyes and from your cheeks, his eyes pleading with yours. You looked away and wrapped your arms around your stomach, glancing over at the food on the table, mentally debating with yourself. “Please? At least eat some meat, I don’t want to see another piece of tasteless chicken with plain rice in this house again.” He whined and you let him pull you over to the table to sit down next to him. He made you a plate with meat and a few dumplings and picked one up to feed it to you. “I promise, it’s good. Open.” You opened your mouth and ate the dumpling. Of course it was delicious. It was the best thing you had eaten in two months and to be honest you wanted to eat everything on the table but because you weren’t eating as much as you used to, you didn’t want to get sick from eating too much at once.

That night, you ate a few more dumplings and some pork before calling it quits and going to take a shower. You washed your hair and did your hair routine, diffusing your curls so they would be dry and extra curly before tying your hair up into its usual pineapple and dressing in your oversized shirt and shorts for bed. Sitting on the bed, you rubbed your feet, poking out your lip at how sore they were and saw Jimin coming in from his shower, dressed in only pajama pants while he dries his hair. He watched you for a minute before climbing into the bed. “You’re going to ruin your feet trying to be a world class ballerina.” He grabbed your right foot and placed it in his lap, looking over your toes before gently massaging your foot. You flinched a little and blushed, not used to him in this way. 

“You should get a small bucket and ice your feet in between hot soaks so they won’t look like you’ve been trying to kick boulders all day. And stretch your toes more or you’ll ruin your foot muscles. Get a massage every week, I’ll set up your appointments with mine when I go so we’ll go together. You should call out until after the award show, give your feet some time to rest since you’re literally on your toes all day long.” His soft hands massaged your foot and switched to the other one and it felt nice. You felt your eyes getting heavy as you agreed with everything he was saying, sliding under the covers once he let your foot go. He finished getting ready for bed and turned off the bedroom light before joining you under the blankets. 

Your nights were usual, him holding onto you since you never stayed still during the night while your back was to him. You did listen to him the next day, taking off up until a few days after the ward show since you didn’t think you could stand another day, literally. 

Red. Of course he wanted you both to wear red for this event. Your ruby red long sleeve body con dress with pearls as buttons in the back and off the shoulder neckline definitely seemed like something you would wear if you could afford it. It was a good thing you were allowed to keep the dress after it was designed to fit you. You wore black platform booties and your makeup was more on the plain side, since you didn’t want to take away from the bright color of the dress. Your hair was straightened with a side part and pearl clips decorated the one side while your necklace was black with matching earrings. 

Even with heels on, Jimin was still a little taller than you were. You two held hands the entire time, taking pictures and some of the fans cheering when they saw him, others glaring at you, but of course that would happen. You didn’t speak much during the show, only smiling and clapping when it was time to. If one of the other wives said anything to you, you’d reply back to them but keep your eyes on the stage and cheered when the boys performed their lengthy performance. They all did so well and you were especially proud at the awards they were winning. 

“There’s an afterparty, come on. It'll be fun.” He spoke to you while you were in the car, nodding in agreement with him. You mostly followed him everywhere, letting him introduce you to a few of his friends. You were standing with him while he spoke to a few women he knew, them giggling and feeding into his naturally flirty self. They glanced at you and raised an eyebrow at each other. “So this is Mrs. Park Jimin huh?” One of them said and you smiled and nodded. Jimin grabbed a glass of champagne while they spoke. “So many girls are jealous of you, someone as handsome as Jimin ending up with someone like you.” She said and you furrowed your brows before she laughed. “I mean, you were a stripper right? You took your clothes off for money?” She asked while the other girl just stood there, trying not to laugh. Jimin sighed heavily. “Yuri...be quiet.” He smiled at her and you let go of his hand quickly. “I’m just saying, that’s disgusting. Strippers do more than just take their clothes off for money, who knows what else she’s done for extra. Haven’t you heard the stories Jiminie? Sometimes they turn to prostitution. So, Y/N, have you done that too? All strippers have, I’m sure and now you’re with Jimin? Aish, so disgusting. Jiminie, I hope you got tested before you had sex with her.” She said. Jimin’s face was red but he said nothing, just glanced over at you before looking down.

If anyone’s face was flushed with embarrassment, it was you. Why would he tell some person you didn’t even know about your past life? Yuri held out her phone to you to show you a picture. An old picture of you, back in the states in a purple bra and see through shorts, posing with an old coworker, one that you knew hated you. “This is you right? It’s all over the internet now, those sasaengs know how to find information very fast, especially when it’s raunchy like this.” You suddenly felt small and you couldn’t help but look at Jimin once again, his jaw clenching as he stared at the phone. “Jimin…” You said quietly and he sighed. He wasn’t going to say anything? Clearing your throat, you turned away and quickly walked out of the after party. “Y/N…” Jimin called out and walked after you. You needed to get out of there and fast, you felt like you were ready to explode into a million pieces but you had to hold everything in for not, you didn’t want anyone to see you so upset.

It was a good thing you got into the car since everyone else seemed like they were ready to go anyways. Perfect timing. You sat with your hands in your lap and pulled away when Jimin tried to reach for you. No way was he even touching you right now. He couldn’t even open his mouth to stick up for you when you had nothing to say to defend yourself to those women and besides, he was flirting with them and they were eating it up.

You said nothing the entire car ride home once you got into you and Jimin’s car and walked ahead of him into the apartment. Taking off your shoes, you stormed into the bedroom before he called your name again. “Y/N!” He yelled and you turned to look at him, your face turned into something he hadn’t seen before, even with your talk last week. Pain. Your eyes were red as hot tears escaped them while you sobbed, your chest rising up and down. “You just s-stood there while they said that to me! You said n-n-nothing, you let them judge me! I don’t even know them and you’re talking about me...to other people? What did I do to you, huh? Waht the fuck did I do to you?!” You yelled and walked over to your mirror to take the clips out of your hair. Reaching behind you to undo the buttons on your dress, you grabbed your tshirt and took off your dress before sliding the big shirt over you and placing the dress on the bed. 

Jimin now had tears in his own eyes. “Y/N, please...I don’t know how to say sorry without you being mad at me. I was shocked at the picture myself and at what Yuri was saying. I didn’t think she would bring it up like that, especially there.” He sniffled a little and slowly walked over to you. Wiping the makeup off your face with a wipe, you moved away from him and went to wash your face quickly in the bathroom and applied your usual skincare. You were still upset and grabbed a blanket from the closet. “Leave me alone, I’m not sleeping in here. I’ll be in the living room.” You pushed past him and walked into the living room, wrapping yourself up in the blanket and curling into a ball on the couch, tucking your head into the blanket and shaking as you let every emotion out. 

After doing the same, Jimin walked into the living room, seeing you so upset and crying made his heart ache. He never meant to hurt you but he wasn’t going to just let you be upset, especially before bed. He was crying himself, upset with himself for not saying anything and letting someone else get under your skin, he was just so angry with them that he didn’t want to explode on the wrong person. Sitting on the couch next to you, he unwrapped the blanket from you and pulled you into his lap, regardless of you pushing and pulling away from him, he was stronger than you and you knew it but that didn’t stop you from at least trying. He hurt you, but worst of all, he let someone else hurt you while he was standing right there. 

He wrapped his arms around you and held you tightly, rocking you back and forth, your head against his chest as he closed his eyes. “I’m sorry, Y/n...I’m so sorry. Please..” He pressed his forehead against yours, shushing you and trying to comfort you. “Why would you let them say that to me? I don’t deserve this…they’re laughing at me now…” You were hyperventilating now, still trying to push away from him but that just made him hold you tighter. “I was stupid, I fucked up Y/N and I’m going to fix it. I promise. I made a mistake. I’m so sorry.” He whispered, pushing your hair back to look at you. He wrapped the blanket around the both of you once you stopped fighting back and he picked you up, carrying you back into the room and laying you down on the bed.

He climbed in behind you after turning off the light and rubbed your back until you calmed down, pressing kisses to the back of your head. This continued for an hour until you turned around to face him, your eyes red and puffy, the look of purse exhaustion on your face as he stared at you, puffy eyed as well. “Please let me make it right, okay? I’m so sorry I hurt you..” He whispered, pressing a kiss to your forehead. You whimpered, your face pouting like a sad puppy once he looked at you. He wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you closer to him. “I’m sorry.” He said once again and you rested your hand on his cheek. “I already heard you.” You said quietly. “I’ll understand if you don’t want to be with-” “Don’t say that please...I want you to be here, with me. Okay? I suck at this but please give me a chance to make things better? I’ll make it right for you.” He rubbed your back as he spoke and you nodded. 

He leaned forward a little more, rubbing your noses together until you smiled just a little before he pressed his lips into yours, molding them together. He pulled back and looked at you. “Is that okay to do?” He asked. “Yes, it’s perfect.” You said quickly and leaned in to kiss him again, the feeling of his pillow soft lips against yours had you parting your lips and dragging your tongue across his. As your tongue danced with each other, his hand snaked down your side and tugged on your ass, keeping it in a death grip as your hand as you moaned into his mouth before slowly pulling away, him chasing after your lips, leaving kisses against them until he pulled away and looked at you. “I’m sleepy.” You said and he shook his head. “Don’t do this to me right now, you got me worked up.” He whined and kissed your neck. Breathing in deeply, you turned around, pressing your back to his chest as he kissed and sucked on your neck until you patted his hand that went back to your ass again. “Get some sleep, Jimin.” You kept his hand on your waist and he sighed in frustration. “I don’t know how I’m going to sleep with blue balls but I’ll try.” He mumbled.