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"Hello~"
Dayanah looked at Namjoon in disbelief, her hands on her hips.
She wasn't expecting to see him that day, still in her pajamas, her bonnet on her head.
"Aren't you supposed to be working ?"
"I'm working from home these days.." He answered, taking his shoes off under her gaze.
"Okay and are you home ?"
He snorted at that, not responding as he walked in the penthouse.
"Wanted to check up on you.."
"No I still didn't have my period." She answered, already knowing what he meant.
"Fuck."
He took a deep breath, crossing his arms against his chest.
"And how are you feeling ?"
"Pretty good actually." She answered, shrugging.
"Sure ?"
She hummed in response, nodding.
"You look really anxious for someone who always finishes inside." She teased him.
"It's only fun if babies aren't involved.. Either ways you want to get rid of it so we're good."
He marked the end of his sentence with a slap on her ass before crashing on the couch.
Dayanah suddenly got an idea, standing in front of him.
Just to mess with him.
"About that.. I think I might keep it."
His eyebrows raised at that, his posture fixing as he took a serious look in his face.
"Oh.. Okay, okay.. Are you sure ? It's a lot of responsibilities."
"I was just kidding, I just wanted to see how you'd react." She answered, sitting next to him.
"Damnit Daya', I was already conditioning my mind."
"So you do want kids ?" She asked, laying her head on his thighs.
"I said I'll give you anything you want, if the lady wants babies, I'll give the babies."
"Damn, you're serious ?" She asked, chuckling.
"And who else is supposed to do that ? Tell me."
She didn't answer, hugging his waist and closing her eyes, inhaling his cologne.
"I'm tired.."
"If you're planning to use me as a bed I'd be really appreciative if you didn't put your head on my dick, thanks."
"Then lay down." She said, sitting up.
Namjoon sighed, installing himself comfortably before opening his arms for her, letting her head on his plushy chest, closing her eyes again.
"How are you always tired ?" He asked, stroking her back since he didn't have access to her scalp.
"Not everyone wakes up at six in the morning to jog and lift weights."
"You're complaining now ?"
"No I like your titties." She answered in a mumble, groping them.
"Stop groping me.."
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DILF. | KNJ
Fanfiction"He's a dad, and I'm willing to call him Daddy." | Contains Smut, Fluff and Angst. | English isn't my first language.
