Catch Me | Jin x Reader

Ch 93 | Exhausting

Y/N's POV:

Your eyes groggily flutter open to find Seokjin propped up against the headboard, staring down at his phone. His eyes are almost sparkling at whatever he's looking at, and even after all this time your heart still squeezes at how beautiful he is.

A small smile plays on your lips as you watch him in awe, and it's a good minute or two before he even notices you're awake.

"Bug," he says cheerily, a big grin plastered to his face. "Good morning, beautiful."

"Mornin'," you mumble, squinting your eyes because he's too damn good looking after just waking up. "What're you looking at?"

"One of the staff members sent me a photo of the breakfast she made this morning," he says, turning his phone screen to show you an adorable omelette shaped like Koya. "I'd posted an RJ omelette the other day and she asked for some tips on how to make one herself. Not too bad for a newbie."

"That's actually really impressive," you say sluggishly. "The best I can do is scrambled eggs."

"Don't worry, I'll teach you my ways," he smirks, turning on his side to face you. "How're you feeling?" His hand smooths over your messy hair and your eyes close from the peaceful sensation.

"I'm okay," you answer. "I jus-"

You're cut off by your own gasp as you try to move your arm, and the memories from last night flood through your mind. Pain shoots from your neck and shoulder all the way down into your fingertips. "Oh ouch," you groan. "Maybe not."

"Here," he says, handing you a water and some anti-inflammatories. "It'll help."

"You're a demon," you sigh, forcing yourself to sit up. Seokjin's jaw slacks as the blanket falls down into your lap and you look down at your naked body, your eyes almost popping out of your head at the sight.

"Holy shit," you breathe out, looking all over yourself. "Seokjin what the hell?"

"Oops," he smiles shyly, but you know he's feeling smug about it.

Your whole body is covered in different Seokjin markings. Deep purple bruises are scattered across your neck, wrists, arms, hips, and thighs. Your chest has at least ten bright red hickeys and there's a few along the insides of your thighs, as well as a couple of bite marks.

"Baby you're supposed to be trying to prove you're not abusing me," you snort, swallowing down the aspirin. You wince from the pain of your stiff and sore muscles. "That judge will take one look at me and put you in jail."

"Worth it," he smirks, earning himself a stiff punch to the shoulder. You get up and gawk at yourself in the bathroom mirror before hopping into the shower, Seokjin following right behind you.

To make up for railing the shit out of you last night, he tends to your every need this morning. He washes you up, puts you in a comfy t-shirt, dries your hair, makes you breakfast, and then lets you decide which movie to put on. You're acting like a bit of a brat, making him do extra stuff you don't need but you can tell he kind of likes it when you order him around.

Plus, you've earned it after last night. You're now sitting on the floor between Seokjin's legs as he massages your shoulders.

"So..." he says quietly, pausing for a few seconds. "Was last night something you enjoyed?"

"Hmmm," you think out loud, tapping your finger against your chin. You actually really enjoyed it, even with all the pain you're in today. And you know he enjoyed it just as much if not more, but you want him to sweat a little.

"If not, we don't have to do it again," he says quickly, pushing against a knot in your shoulder. "I know it's a lot on your body."

"Did you like it?"