Forever Together

Chapter 92

The next night, it was Jimin's night; as much as she loved having the things together, she needed a night alone with just her Jiminie. She went to Ami's room and spent some time with her reading and talking, She kissed everyone else good night, and then went to Jimin's room. Opting to take a shower first, once she was done, she dried her hair and brushed her teeth. Jimin walked in, and he seemed surprised to see her there. 

"You don't ever spend time in your room; since you've been home, I've only seen you in there twice."

Stasia put down the bottle of lotion and looked at him in the mirror, "I don't want to have my own room; I don't want space from y'all. We can turn it into a closet for all I care. I want to be with you in your rooms. I want to have my things in your rooms. Is that okay?"

He nodded, "I would love that, and I know they would too." He kissed her shoulder, her neck, and right below her ear. He spoke in his satori, and she was a goner. He picked her up and placed her on the bathroom counter, without breaking his kiss he was to the hilt. 

Stasia leaned back against the wall, and he placed his mouth on her nipple. When he bit down a bit, she was soaring. When they were done, he picked her up and took her to his bed. He got them covered up, and he held her all night long. In the morning, he woke her up in the best way possible. 

She threw on his t-shirt and a pair of underwear and cotton shorts of hers that were in his drawer. She brushed her teeth and threw her hair up. She needed to go make breakfast for her brood. She made French toast, eggs, and sausage. After everyone had eaten, they got the kiddos off to where they needed to be, and then she asked Hobi if he had plans that day. He didn't, and since she didn't have class today, she wanted to spend time with him.

They went to a cafe and got some drinks, then they held hands and walked on the beach. They splashed each other with water, ran around, and laughed so much she couldn't breathe. When they sat down and put their toes in the sand, it was heaven. Stasia leaned her head on his shoulder and sighed. She was so happy. 

He turned his head so he could kiss her hair, "Stasia, the press doesn't know that you are out of the hospital, and we haven't released anything because we wanted to give you time. But there's a paparazzi over there taking photos. They can't see your face, so we have two choices: they can post photos saying that I've moved on and I'm with another girl. Or we can make sure that they know it's you. What's it going to be?"

She looked up at his face and said, "I don't mind them knowing I'm awake and okay. I don't want people to think that you've moved on. I want the world to know that you are still mine."

He smiled so big, "Well, let's give them a show, okay!"

He picked her up and spun her around. Stasia leaned her head back and laughed her heart out. The Headline said, Bangtan's Sweetheart is finally awake and back in their arms. The picture that they posted was beautiful; it looked like something from a professional photographer. She loved it so much that Hobi contacted the magazine and bought the printing rights. It's now hanging in his bedroom above his bed. 

That night, she helped get Jesse and Trey in bed. Those two are just like their fathers—a loud bunch of comedians. But she finally got them settled down, and then it was time to go to Hobi. After their magical day together, she couldn't wait to be with him.

When she walked in, it seemed like he was waiting for her. She walked over to him, and he told her to go shower while he watched; she did as told. She always does what he tells her. She washed from head to toe, all while he watched her very intently. 

It was making her squirm, when she was done he told her to sit down while he dried her hair. He took his time drying her hair; then he applied her lotion. When he was done, she was panting. 

He gave her a look, "Go to the bed and get on all fours." Stasia nodded her head, and when she was on the bed, he reached into his nightstand and pulled out the handcuffs she'd bought so many years ago. He handcuffed her to the bed, and then he had his wicked way with her. Four hours, that's how long he lasted before he was finally spent. He uncuffed her and pulled her to him; she fell asleep to him singing to her softly.