BTS Oneshots 1

A dog bit me -KNJ

Pairing: Mafia!Kim Namjoon x Gender neutral reader

Summary: First time with your mafia boyfriend.

Warnings: Talk about a dog that bit you when you were younger.

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Seeing your boyfriend enter the living room, a bright smile found its way to your lips as you jumped on him.

"Hey, monster," you said, legs around his waist, hands holding his face.

While he put his forehead against yours to check if you had a fever.

"What?" you asked while tilting your head to the side.

"Wanted to check if you're having a fever. You're just too hot" Namjoon said, walking forward and laying himself on the couch, letting you straddle him.

"I know" you replied, smashing your lips on his as you felt something poking your thigh.

Not what you think.

Pulling out of the kiss, he gave you an apologetic smile, showing his dimples as he took out his gun, placing it on the coffee table before resuming the kiss.

His hand sneaked under your shirt as you tugged on his blazer.

"Mr.Kim-" the man who just stepped inside the living room halted as he found his boss making out with you on the couch.

Not minding anything else, Namjoon just signaled him to place the files on the table and get lost.

The man did so and immediately left, tripping on the floor during the process while your boyfriend picked you up, heading towards your shared bedroom.

Once you were dropped on the bed, the door locked, his mind blanked out.

What was he going to do? Make baby sparkles?

In the one year of dating and losing your first kiss to each other, you and Namjoon have did a lot of things.

Kisses? Of course. Cuddles? Definitely. Make out? Obviously.

But baby sparkles? Shouldn't be a problem right now, after having it all planned this morning.

It is similar to life where you can either lie back and let it screw you, or get on top and ride the hell out of it.

While trying to push away the duvet as he hovered above you, thinking about watching crabs by the seashore with your future kids, Namjoon punched himself on the face.

That failed moment.

"Why?" he mumbled to himself. "It hurt. Does this mean that I'm weak or strong?"

"It means that you're the God Of Destruction," you answered while he managed to leave you and him shirtless.

Here comes the crucial part.

Namjoon kept mumbling instructions to himself as he tried to unbutton your shirt, and you just watched him.

"Damn it!" he cursed when he couldn't do it and ended up ripping the garment off you, throwing it across the bedroom.

And then he just stared at you confusedly. More like, the side of your right chest.

'Don't tell me he doesn't know what to do'.

With his laptop tabs filled with virus, he can't say that.

When you followed Namjoon's gaze again, you sighed.

"A dog bit me when I was fourteen," you stated, referring to the scar.

(A/n: This actually happened to me)

"Must be one horny dog to bite you where I should be biting" he mumbled. "Still alive?" he asked again and you rolled your eyes.

"Seriously, Joonie?" you whispered impatiently.

You aren't a saint either. And you can't wait after it started.

"Choke me like you hate me" you said to Namjoon and he shook his head as a no.

"Like I love you" he corrected, capturing your lips in his as you reached out for his zipper, feeling his teeth dig into the skin of your neck.

It wasn't like this even when the dog bit you when you were fourteen.

If someone saw your hickeys after this, you'd still tell them, 'A dog bit me'. He seriously bites you like a dog.

And Namjoon reminded himself- 'Push until they scream yes!'

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"I don't need much, Y/n, but I do need you" the sweating and hot looking man said as he made you lie on top of him after pulling out.

"I need you too, you know" you said. "You make me feel safe" you mumbled in his chest.

Despite everything, you trust him, believe in him. You love him.

And Namjoon loves you, more than anyone or anything in the world. You both have given yourselves to each other.

"Honey, if I could have anything, I know what I'd ask for" he said and you pulled back from the hug to look at him with genuine curiosity.

"What?" you asked.

Namjoon unwrapped his arms which were around you, hands reaching out to his neck.

He unfastened his gold chain, removing the small ring.

"If I could have anything in the world, it would be for you to marry me" he said, taking your hand in his.

Placing aside the chain, he tugged a strand of hair behind your ear.

"I've been given a sexy brain with an IQ of 148. So I better make this proposal a good one" he said before clearing his throat.

Was he going to sing? If yes, then you're gonna jump out of the window- Wait. You're naked. You can't.

"I'm sure you remember our first encounter, the morning in front of the unfinished building beside your orphanage and what a disaster it turned out to be" Namjoon started.

"What you don't know, though, is that as we sat like idiots across each other when I held you hostage, all I could think about was how beautiful you were. How beautiful you are. You were scared and confused, and I know I wasn't helping that. But underneath it all, you were just breathtaking, Y/n. You had me the very first time I laid my eyes on you. I remember thinking later that noon you were going to complicate my life."

He paused and laughed to himself. "And complicate it you did. Everything I knew, everything I believed, all of it went out the window. You made me feel again," he added.

"I thought that I didn't need anyone else, but I was wrong, because I do. I need you. I-"

"Sempre: Redemption" you cut him off. "By J. M. Darhower" you added, making your boyfriend sigh.

"Yeah, I read that book and memorized these lines" he confessed.

"You did miss a few lines and words in the middle. But it's okay. You added how we actually met" you approved. "Not very good, but passable" you added and he chuckled.

"So?" Namjoon asked and you raised your head up, pecking his lips as he stared at you, heart pounding in his chest.

"You have to say yes to the wedding attire I pick" you said, taking his hand in yours and slipping the ring into your finger.

The man whom you were lying on didn't speak anything for a few seconds, but he did curse after that, grasping your chin gently and leaning forward.

Your eyes closing as your lips came together. His kiss was sweet but there was passion behind it, passion you looked forward to feel for the rest of your life.