The Astronaut || Kim Seokjin ✓

Chapter 32

Jin curled up on the bed, tossing and turning as he moved his hand up, wiping the tear that fell from his eye again. He whimpered softly and placed his hand over his chest, right above his heart.

"She's the one with a weak heart but I'm the one in pain." He mumbled, turning around to lay on his side but stiffened when he heard the door to the room open.

Only Y/n had the door pass beside him. He squinted his eyes but refused to turn back at her. "Jin." She called out, her voice slightly sober but weak.

"I couldn't do it. I am pathetic."

He squeezed his eyes tighter and fisted the bedsheet to hold in his sobs. "I cannot even sleep with a guy. I'm seriously an idiot-"

"You sleep with me every day." Jin cut her off and she sniffled. He sighed, opening his eyes and wiping his face before turning around on the bed.

But his eyes widened to see blood from Y/n's nose. It was dried but it was evident that she had a nosebleed. He sat up in his position and quickly approached her, cupping her face in his big hands. "What happened, butterfly?"

His heartbeat accelerated, fingers trembling against her face as he gently wiped his thumb under her nose. She placed her hands over his and hung her head low. "I can never do things right. I disappoint everyone. No one is ever satisfied with me." She sobbed but Jin hugged her tightly, cutting her words as he buried his face in her neck.

"I am satisfied with you. I love you so much, butterfly."

She cried at his words while he stroked her hair and felt his own cheeks soaking up because of his tears. "Now stop crying and tell me what happened. Did the guy from earlier say something to you?" He asked as he patted her back, wiping his tears away from his face.

"No, he didn't. I couldn't do it. I felt like-" she stopped but he pulled back to stare into her shiny eyes. He smiled warmly and kept rubbing his thumb over her cheekbone. "You felt sick?" He asked but a drop of tear rolled down her face.

"I felt like I was cheating on you."

He smiled, a warm one before moving forward and kissing the tear away from her face. She closed her eyes when she felt his cold lips against her skin, sending a shiver down her spine. He pulled his face back and stared into her eyes.

"How did you come back here?" He asked. "Namjoon drove me back," she replied, earning a frown from him who raised an eyebrow at the mention of this new name. "Namjoon?" She nodded.

"The guy from the pub. After we walked upstairs, we went to a room and he tried to kiss me but- but I moved my face away. He sensed my hesitation and concluded that I was kind of sleeping with him just to take my mind off the fight I had with you downstairs." She said while Jin was patiently listening to her. She sighed. "I told him that it was nothing like that but he said-"

"You love this guy named Jin. It is obvious. Talk to him, sweet cheeks."

"What did he say?" Y/n turned back to Jin when he asked her that while she recalled Namjoon's words. "He said that I am too drunk and will regret this later. So he drove me back to this hotel and offered me a lemonade to sober up." She explained, hiding what Namjoon actually told her.

He nodded and smiled at her, adjusting her hair and rubbing her face. "I am glad that the guy you met was a genuinely wise man, butterfly. I was worried for you." He said and she looked down at her feet. 

"I am sorry. I just didn't want to die a virgin." She said but gasped when she felt Jin's fingertips resting at her back, tugging her zipper down. "You could have asked me, butterfly. Why rely on strangers for that?" he asked and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her body to collide against his.

Her breath accelerated and he stared at her lips but then at her eyes. "May I?" He asked and her eyes wavered, staring at his lips but then as soon as he made contact with his eyes, he connected his lips with hers, earning a soft whine from her.

Her heart rate accelerated, and her wristwatch displayed an increase in the heart rate. "You," he said and kissed her again. "Are," he said and pecked her again, "My," and again kissed her, "Butterfly." He finished and bent down slightly to hold her thigh to lift her leg up a little while kissing, causing her to groan as she wrapped an arm around his neck and the other was cupping his face from one side.

He planted kisses down her jaws and chin as he trailed his lips down to her neck, pulling the straps of her red dress down and resting his cold palm against her warm back as his leg met the bed and he dropped back on the bed with her on top of him.

He turned her around, changing position as he now stood up from the bed, taking his white shirt off his body, and stared down at her. She was a goddess in his eyes. Her chest heaving up and down, the dress loosely resting over her chest as the straps were now resting against her elbows. Her hair sprawled over the white pillows and he felt like his microprocessor had a circuit error at the sight of her like this.

He took her sandals off, throwing them on the floor, and then took his pants off, leaving him in only his boxers. She eyed his toned abs and the bulge held inside the black boxers but she failed to notice when her own dress was now gone from her body as it dropped to the floor joining Jin's clothes.

"I love you with my whole heart, Y/n. I don't care what the future holds for us but I just want to make you happy right now." Jin said, hovering over her and holding her by her waist, settling between her legs.

"You are mine, butterfly. And I am yours. Forever." He whispered before leaning down and kissing her, his bare chest pressing against her clothed ones and he moaned when he felt her bucking her lower region against his. He pulled her waist down to pin it on the bed, trailing his fingers against her stomach, leaving a tickling feeling against her skin as he laced his fingers in between hers and pinned them over her head. He pulled back and moved his face to nuzzle her neck as he whispered,

"You are my ultimate galaxy. My Butterfly."

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This story is emotional but really close to my heart because the Y/n of this story is actually me.