Seventeen imagines

Angel

The moment he pulled the door open and glanced at your face, Jeonghan knew you were having a bad day. "Baby," he had whispered and extended his arms. Knowing full well that his embrace was your only solace on days when you were down, he gladly accepted you in for a hug while you buried your face in his chest. He gently pulled you inside the house, closing the door with one hand but not letting go of you.

"Bad day?" He asked, running his fingers through your hair. He rested his chin atop your head, soothing you with just his touch.

You took in a deep breath, taking in his scent and the pleasant smell of his cologne lingering on his shirt. "I hate my boss." You mumbled against him, wrapping your arms around his waist. "She makes me not love my job."

"Aww, love. I'm sorry she's being such a prick." You looked up from his chest with a frown. "How about you freshen up and I'll order us some take-out? Maybe we can watch a movie?" He pushed your hair out of your face, gently tucking it behind your ear.

"That sounds nice." You smiled at him, blushing as he kissed your forehead. Leaving him in the hallway, you went up to his bedroom where he had a closet space just for you. After twenty long minutes under the warm shower, you changed into a comfy pajama set with little Kal motifs on it. By the time you walked back downstairs, Jeonghan had the lights dimmed with a few scented candles burning in their terracotta containers, the fresh aroma of lavender and chamomile wafting across the space and tingling your senses as soon as you entered the living room.

You could already feel your spirit uplifting as you took notice of Jeonghan on the faux fur rug he had laid down with a bunch of fluffy pillows against the couch. The rug had been an impulse buy for you and the two of you had decided to shelve it, only to take it out on movie nights. Kal was huddled up on his bed with his chew toy, looking up only momentarily when you bent down to rub behind his ear. Jeonghan had a bottle of wine placed next to him with two glasses already filled. You settled down next to him on the pillows, smiling happily at him. Handing you your glass, Jeonghan pressed play on the remote with the title card of 'Before we go' showing up.

"I hope you don't mind this movie?" He asked with a cheeky grin, clinking his glass with yours.

"I am beginning to think you love this movie more than I do." You chuckled, taking a sip of the sweet wine and adjusting to lay your head on his shoulder.

"I know you love Evans."

"No, I love you." You shook your head, placed a kiss on his cheek and wound your arm around his.

Sometime later the movie playing in the background was almost nearing it's end, takeout was sitting untouched on the dining table and Kal was snoring lightly in his bed. But the worldly chatter was lost to you both as in an envelop of entangled limbs, Jeonghan and you tasted each other's lips.

His hand rested on your waist under your shirt, his thumb caressing your skin. Your leg was laying on his hip, your body almost on top of him with your hand playing with his curls while your lips moved languidly with his. With a gentle pull on your bottom lip, Jeonghan took a breather, smiling at you as his fingers twirled a strand of your hair.

"Are you feeling better now?" He asked, rubbing his hand tenderly on your thigh.

"Yes and the credits goes to you, love." You nuzzled in the crook of his neck, letting your hand rest on his chest. The gentle beating of his heart under your palm in tune with your own, soothed your tired soul. "You make it easy, Jeonghan." You whispered, scooting closer to his body even though there wasn't any space left.

Jeonghan kissed the top of your head and gripped your thigh before delicately flipping you over, laying you on the furry rug. His body hovered over you, your hands holding his shoulders while you both looked at each other with tender passion. Your heart picked up a pace as Jeonghan pushed your shirt up, exposing your belly and began peppering kisses over your heating skin.

When you made love that night, it was gentle, peaceful and all-consuming. Jeonghan traced every inch of your body with his lips before your bodies connected as one. Both of you fell asleep on the rug, basking in a blissful afterglow while the candles burned ardently like the flame of your love.