⁞ '✎ A reader insert story that portrays BTS members as classic love tropes in fanfiction writing.
: ̗̀➛ Namjoon as "best friends to lovers" / "college sweetheart" - COMPLETED
: ̗̀➛ Seokjin as "billionaire" / "secret identity" - COMPLETED
: ̗̀➛ Yoo...
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Jin's face illuminates your phone screen, a tired expression coating his features as he rests against his bed.
"Hey, you." He says warmly.
"Hey, I was wondering when you'd give me a call." You say warmly.
"It was a long day and all I want to do is hear your voice." He murmurs.
Your features soften as you let out a yawn. "I can't deny that waking up to your voice is welcoming."
He chuckles in response. "Did I wake you? I wasn't sure if you were heading into work or not."
"It's my day off so I have all morning to do as I please." You explain.
"That sounds nice." Jin comments as he situates himself on the bed. "Maybe we can try something we've never done before." He suggests with a hint of desire lingering in his tone.
"What, phone sex?" You question.
"Beats trying to get off purely on memory." He remarks.
Your face flushes red. It had been a few months since his visit and you could slowly feel the sensation of being touch-starved sink into your bones.
"That's a bit lewd, Mr. Kim." You say teasingly.
Jin groans as he rolls his eyes. "Don't start something you can't finish." He warns.
You giggle watching as his face shifts into a frustrated expression. "I didn't say we couldn't finish."
Jin's eyes flash open. "What?"
"Hey, you're the one who suggested it." You point out.
"Well–I didn't think you'd actually consider it." He stammers out.
You lay back in bed, situating into a more comfortable position, feeling a little bolder the more bashful Jin gets.
"We don't have to do anything." You offer, giving him an out if he chooses to.
"No, no. I–shit, I'm more than ready to try this with you." He says.
You giggle as you see a flustered look cross his face. You've no idea how to proceed forward with things, but you know that you'll have to try whatever means possible to keep that spark you and Jin have.
Jin watches with wide eyes as you slowly remove your top, tossing it off the bed as you stare back at him expectantly. Jin's face colors with a faint blush as he begins to unbutton his white dress shirt, each button looking more difficult to undo as he gets to the bottom. You could see him nervous yet eager, which fuels your desire further to see this through.
Jin stares back at you, waiting for your next move. His gaze eyes up your form, fearing that if he were to look away he'd miss something. Taking a few steadying breaths, you trail your fingers across your skin, enjoying the way his breath catches in the back of his throat.
