my new family

Boundaries

After a few calm days, Jin and Byul finally graduated from the school. The family decided to celebrate the occasion for the eldest.

"poor guy, how did he manage to feed you pigs all the while we were gone?" She said looking at her daughter stuffing her face with chips and Jimin helping her finish up the second packet. Jungkook came right in time with another lot of junk as soon as they finished. "huh!" she sighed once again and went to yoon-gi to check on the food arrangements.

The scene in the kitchen was so heart warming that she almost cried. Yoongi and Rachel were at the stove while her hobi was setting up the dishes with Yeon soo, ensuring a fun banter every now and then, before they kissed each-others pout away. Taehyung was chopping the vegetables as Sara passed him the washed ones. Shi-ah was preparing the dough. Ha-Jin was seen preparing popcorns for the movie night.

Moving on to the home theatre, she found Namjoon and Eunsang standing in balcony with closed doors, just staring at each other looking sad and disappointed. Seo Jun was however trying to restock the snacks and drinks stolen by Jungkook few moments ago. "let me help you son." She offered to help.

"it's okay mom. I'm almost done." He smiled at her before leaving to fetch another stack of chips. "would you mind taking to hyung once though? It seemed like something he did upset noona and now he looks so sad." he asked pointing to the couple standing in the balcony.

"I will seo jun. don't worry." She assured him.

"oh! Do you mind getting y/n to dress herself up?" she chuckled with him.

"I'll go and get all of them to clean up and decorate the room." He shushed his own chuckle.

Few minutes back-

As I entered the room to set up the couches and blankets for everyone to adjust comfortably, I noticed eun-sang tying her hair up before she started pushing the heavy couches.

I felt mischievous and sneaked behind her to hug her tightly. She gasped but relaxed soon enough. I guess she recognised me. She put her hands on mine and leaned on my body. As her head rested on my shoulder, my thoughts began going astray.

I mindlessly ducked my head and kissed her neck. Sucking and nibbling on her skin, surely leaving bruises. Her grip on my hands loosened a little as one of her hands found my hair, grabbing them a little too harshly but I knew she was enjoying my moves when she pushed my head further in her nape. Her moans sounded so beautiful and melodious that I nearly lost all my reasoning.

Turning her to face me, I cupped her cheeks and kissed with all the passion in me. Her hands wrapped around my neck and once again, she gripped on my hair. She moaned in my mouth as my tongue helped itself to tour her mouth. I pulled back only to latch my lips on her jaw, tracing her lower body with my hands, keeping her as close as possible. My lips move lower and I kiss her cleavage. My finger grazed over her thighs and guided themselves towards her intimacy. Her knee length skirt made the job a little easier for them. Just as my finger found her clothed core, I shifted my attention to the lips she has been biting to not let any noise slip out.

Just as I capture her lips, my fingers push her panties aside to glide over her folds. Her grip on my hair suddenly tightened painfully and she yanked me back. Breathing heavily, I looked at her, obviously baffled. She fixed her clothes without looking at me and just as she was about to speak, the lock of the door clicked. Seo-Jun poked his head find us in a flustered state. Eun-sang harshly gripped my forearm and yanked me to the balcony. Once she has thrown me to the other side of the glass door, she steps in and locks it so seo-Jun wouldn't listen to us.

She took in a number of deep breaths before speaking. I took the time to look at her face that showed anger, sadness, disappointment and I couldn't help but think that I am the one who disappointed her. Maybe she isn't ready to take another step and I rushed everything. I bite my lips feeling guilty but on another look at her face, I can also spot a pinch of guilt. Why would she be guilty when I thought ahead of myself? Why should she be guilty when I failed to understand her? Why should she be guilty when I failed to respect the boundaries? My thoughts burdened my head, causing it to drop in shame.