Living in your universe - BTS OT7 x reader

Somewhere in between (future)

Softly you hummed along with the soothing melody coming from the Bluetooth speakers sitting on the small, wooden sideboard next to the white, wooden door. Rain was knocking gently on the window panes, mixing with the quiet jazz music and giving off an incredible cozy feeling. The room was only lit by a small lava lamp on one of the bedside tables and some fairy lights. Since you only temporarily moved into this house you scattered every room with your beloved fairy lights, trying to make up for those gruesome bright, white ceiling lamps. For the new home, Namjoon promised you a very good lighting concept - thank god! He knew you were very sensitive in that area, so he took care of it.

You cuddled deeper into the big, fluffy blanket, pulling the big RJ plushie on your chest closer, and tried to continue reading your book. But your mind started to wander off from time to time and you couldn't concentrate. Somewhere in the house, you heard a door closing and some quiet laughter, probably coming from the big kitchen downstairs. You remembered that Jin told you, he wanted to test out a new bread recipe and that he wanted to prepare the dough before going to bed. Maybe Taehyung or Yoongi joined him, looking over his shoulder, and commenting his every step with playfully snarky, or in Yoongis case, wry, remarks. With a sigh you finally put down the book, surrendering to your restless mind. Your eyes wandered over the room, taking in the elegant wooden furniture, the stone gray walls, and the big floor-length windows, covered by deep blue velvet curtains. At the foot of the bed two white, fluffy dogs were cuddled up together, sleeping soundly.

"Bored, darling?" A soft voice came from beside you and you turned around, your head now resting on the plushie and your eyes on the man, only clothed with a pair of loose boxers and a wide . He wore big headphones and had a laptop propped up on his crossed legs.

"Hmm...restless, somehow." You said, your eyes wandering over the man's face, taking in his relaxed glance at you and his cute dimples, showing up in the corner of his beautiful mouth.

"Come here." He patted to his side, his messy, blonde hair falling over his forehead and throwing soft shadows over his beautiful features.

"Hmm..." You mumbled, burying your head into the soft, white fabric of the plushy and exhaling slowly. "No...lazy..."

A chuckle was your only answer and after some moments of quiet rustling, you felt gentle lips press kisses on your long, blonde hair and a pair of hands massaging your back.

"Is something bothering you, darling? Or is it just ... mood?" His lips traveled down your neck and stopped right above the hem of your long, silky nightgown, gently nibbling on the uncovered skin there.

A grin appeared on your face, still stuffed into the little lama plushy, and you chuckled. "Yeah. I think it is just mood ... and the little bean."

"Oh, if it is the bean, let me just..." Namjoon mumbled with an amused voice and started to lightly tickle your sides. You gasped and immediately tried to wiggle out from under him, filling the room with your playful giggles and shrieks.

"Ahh! Joonie! No!"
After some moments of struggle, fighting against your strong husband, you just gave up and let him turn you over, his hands piercing yours down to the bed, his half-clothed body hovering over you.

"Wife." He said firmly, the twitching corner of his lips giving away the fun he had. "Stay still, so that I can talk a serious word with our kid." His eyes sparkled, as he said the last word. His expression endlessly proud, soft, and loving.

Mesmerized by his warm eyes and the little amused grin, now showing up on his face, you just nodded plainly, your whole mind bewitched by him. Without breaking the intense eye contact, he gently slid down your body, his lips traveling along your flushed skin. His kisses ghosted over the smooth fabric of your clothes, leaving a trail of tingles behind and your breath hitched, those dumb hormones kicking in over the borderline hot motion of the man atop of you.