The title says everything!
Here's a book full of fluffy as well as angsty oneshots of our favorite Namjin ❦︎
𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲 ❤︎
𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗: 𝙹𝚞𝚗𝚎 30, 2023
Warnings: swearing, matured content, nudity, explicit smut scenes, mention of mpreg, kinks, etc.
°°°☆°°°
Oneshot-9, Part Nine MARRIED NAMJIN AU Words: 12, 540
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Seokjin stood quietly by the window of his and Namjoon's bedroom, watching the heavy downpour outside, his long yet small slender fingers resting on the glass with magnifying rain drops cascading the outside of it, making the world outside blurry to him.
A little gasp left his lips as his husband's warm muscular arms circled his waist, bringing him close so that his slender back rested flat against the CEO's chiseled upper body, skin hot and drawing sparks of pleasurable content, making Seokjin shiver even though his skin was clothed, his chubby cheeks tinted red with a blush.
"Why haven't you gone to bed yet, my Moon?" Namjoon's deep gravelly voice and tingling mint breath against his ear had Seokjin wrap his arms around himself, feeling small and strangely weak.
A sweet kind of weakness only reserved for his husband to see.
"It's raining," Seokjin whispered, a tiny smile playing on his lips as he was backhugged with so much tenderness and passion, Namjoon's lips mischievously gliding up and down his red ears and fragile neck.
"Despite the pleasant earthy scent and coolness rain brings, I don't like it." Namjoon huffed softly, arms tightening around the petite little body and shielding it with his much larger physique.
"Why?" Seokjin leaned his head back so that it rested on Namjoon's shoulder, dark curls framing his beautiful face, his big fawn eyes searching.
"I do not like how coldness makes you suffer right before me," Namjoon mumbled, his big veiny hands resting on the soft, flat tummy.
"I'm fine, Joonie." Seokjin smiled, turning around in his lover's arms and resting a hand on the warm muscled chest peeking from under Namjoon's night robe. "The candles you lit up and your touch alone is keeping me warm."
The brunette motioned at the rows of scented candles and rose petals beautifully decorating the way up to their bed, with new silk sheets and more flower petals. All decorated by Namjoon once they'd returned from their anniversary party while Seokjin had fallen asleep and was laid in one of the guest rooms to nap for a short while.
Eventually when he'd woken up to find himself alone, he'd gone back to their bedroom in search of Namjoon, who was just finishing the last bit of work, which was lighting the candle. Seokjin had wanted to scold him for doing such dangerous things since he was so clumsy, but he'd let it go this time, praising his shy husband for his hardwork.
Namjoon had shortly left to take a quick shower and change for bed, and so did Seokjin, changing into a pretty cream white robe as well.
"You're still shivering, baby," The CEO said in worry, seeing the goosebumps rise on his husband's pale, soft skin.
