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Namjoon - On Vacation (Meet him after getting upset with your husband)

[steamy]

You approach the outdoor bar in your swimsuit. Sitting yourself onto a bar stool with a groan, you put your sunhat onto the table and take off your sunglasses before rubbing your face in annoyance. You simply let your flip flops fall off your feet, as you've just had enough of everything today.

"Trouble in paradise?" a deep voice speaks up. You look up to see a man smiling at you charmingly from across the bar. You sigh, "It's just.. my husband, Dario. He thought this vacation could salvage our marriage; y'know, romantic location, beautiful weather, etcetera, etcetera. But time for our relationship to be saved ended long ago." you say. This mystery man seemed slightly taken aback with the mention of a husband but his charm isn't phased. You quickly look down at the bar table again. "Sorry, I shouldn't have just put that all on you."
He waves a hand dismissively, getting up from his seat and coming over to sit next to you. "Don't worry about it. You can put anything you want on me, darling." He says. You chuckle at his response and he catches the uneasiness in your laugh. "Was that too forward? Cringey?" he asks, gazing at you as he sits next yo you.
"A little of both." you respond honestly.

"My bad, let's start again." He says. He extends a hand, "I'm Namjoon."
You shake his hand, "Y/N." you reply.
"Y/N.. that's a beautiful name. Fitting." he says, trying to subtly eye your body. "Thank you." you reply, beginning to fully appreciate this man's physique as well. His chest is strong and toned, not to mention his soft-looking honey tan skin and gorgeous complexion.

You continue to talk, unraveling more about yourselves and sharing your interests. Exchanging flirty jokes from time to time.

"I have to be honest and ask you this, y/n. Were you and your husband the couple that were yelling in that pool over there earlier, arguing?" Namjoon asks. You heart drops in embarrassment at the question. "Yes, that was us... I didn't think we were that loud. Shit. That's embarrassing, I'm sorry you had to hear that." you say.
"Ahh." Namjoon says with a grin, "I understand it now. Your husband really is an asshole." he says.
You chuckle, "You don't have to say that to make me feel better."
"No.. seriously. As someone who witnessed the whole conversation, I have to say that he was completely in the wrong. You were making all the right points and he just raised his voice even more at you." Namjoon says. "You really think so?" you ask and he nods. "No wonder you're so stressed, if I was with that guy I would be too. Someone as clever and as sexy as you should not have to put up with that." Namjoon says.

He shakes his head as he glares at your husband in the distance. He clicks his tongue before turning back to you. "It's a shame, I would treat you so much better." He stares deeply into your eyes, "Tell me you wouldn't want that, y/n." he says before his eyes begin to scan your body again. It's as if you can feel him taking your bikini off with his eyes, undressing you with each second that passes; you lick your lips at the thought.

Before you can say something, Namjoon speaks up again. "I mean, we can do whatever you want. We can go up to my hotel for a night before going back to our lonely lives. I could even record myself making love to you and send it to your husband.. he doesn't make you finish, does he?" Namjoon asks.
You stifle a chuckle in response.
"Didn't think so. Honestly if you truly wanted, you could stay with me in Korea... I also have a home in Los Angeles. We could be fuck-buddies, or more than that. Either way, I'd treat you so much better than that douschebag, and you'd orgasm often." Namjoon says. He tilts his head slightly while maintaining steamy eye contact with you. "What do you say, y/n?"

Starting at his shoulder and moving to his chest, your finger traces down Namjoon's body. "How do I know I can trust you?" you ask, eyeing him as your fingertips outline the muscles of his toned chest.
"You're beautiful and we get along..." Namjoon says. He leans even closer to you than before, his breath exchanging with yours as he looks down at you seductively. "I just want you so badly, y/n." he whispers against your lips.
You look away from him, taking a deep breath to get control of yourself.

"You mentioned having a hotel room, correct?" you quietly ask and a smirk appears on Namjoon's lips. "I did." he replies. He places a finger under your chin and lifts your head to make eye contact with you again, "Is that where you'd like to go?" he asks in a whisper. Without a single thought or glance at your husband who's obliviously drinking beer in a pool in the distance, you nod.

You reach the top of the stairs and Namjoon already has his hands at your waist. He begins kissing up your shoulders and neck as you walk towards his hotel room, "You said #316, right?" you desperately ask as Namjoon is clearly hungry for you and you haven't even reached his room.

He quickly fumbles with his keys as he finds the one that belongs to the hotel room, quickly opening the door and pushing you in before shutting it. "On the bed." he demands. You do as he says, holding eye contact as you crawl onto the sheets.

"I'm going to make you feel so good." Namjoon purrs with a sly grin as he eyes your body and imagines all of the opportunities and ways this night could go.

Namjoon hurriedly walks up to the bed, quickly leaning in and pushing his lips into yours and you hungrily push back. Your tongues intertwine with the immediate chemistry sparking between you two, as if they're in a passionate back-and-forth.

Namjoon grips your thigh and you feel his kisses leading to your jawline, then down your neck. His breath is warm as he plants kisses back up your neck and he breathes out, "I was dying to rip this swimsuit off you the second I saw you. You ready?" he whispers against your ear.

After having the best night of your life in Namjoon's hotel room, he flies you home first class to pick up your things from your husband's house and you leave divorce papers there, ridding Dario's house of all of your belongings. You leave a note with your parents and move to Korea with Namjoon.
The rest is history..