Fate

Chapter 186

Mina's P.O.V.
"Why?"

Could I mess with him a bit?
"There are many answers to that question Joonie."

"And many subjects to the question!"

So, I answered. "Because."

"Come on, you know what I meant."

Oh, I do. I played dumb. "Do I? Whatever do you mean?"

"You made me wait outside of the craft store. Why?"
And he said he didn't like to poke his nose into things.

I smiled, holding his hand as we walked around the mall. "You're dying to know, aren't you?"

So impatient. "Yeah, it's just art supplies."

Sure, for now. Can't say it's because I'm embarrassed without blowing it. "You'll see what I do with them! Maybe I'm making a piece of artwork for you as a surprise. Maybe I'm doing it for a charity event. You don't know."

"Right! Your painting worked well for our fundraiser. Someone else asked for one?" So. Many. Questions.

Though, the supplies weren't for it, he wasn't wrong. "I did get asked to do another for another charity. I'm not spoiling anything. Don't even try to find out."

He FINALLY let it go. "That's so nice! I'm sure it'll look great. Fine with the shirt you found?"

I'd be able to style it to resemble his, so it's a win in my book. "Yep! We can go home now."

That smirk, Namjoon. We're in public. "Trying the outfit once we're there?"

Yes, but.. "Didn't you want to pick out the bralette I put under it?"

How wide could his eyes get? "You have multiple black bras? Multiple?"

"Oh, don't act so surprised."

"I'll gladly help you choose then." As always, what did I get myself into?

Namjoon's P.O.V.
"What are you staring at?"
Clearly not at her chest in what was a perfectly fitted bra. Please, I'm just a man after all. Flashing me would make her win every argument, because I wouldn't be listening. Even if they were small, you could see their slight roundness..

Oh my God, comment on the undergarment, not what it's covering. "Very pretty, but I think a lace one would work better instead of satin."

"Sure, I'll show you the two that I have."
No, don't turn around when you're changing! Even if it's to adjust them in front of the mirror.
"I can't show you if you don't let go of my belt hoops."

Best way to keep her still, no? "You don't have to turn around to change, you know?"

That eye roll, look at that smile. She found it sweet, huh? I can be cute.
"You want the view."

I let her go.
"Well, it doesn't hurt, does it?"
I got off the bed and joined her in front of the mirror.
"I can help you with that. I heard I'm skilled at taking these off."

"That came from your own lyrics and you know it."

I left a trail of kisses down her neck.
"Am I wrong?"

She rested her hands on mine, by her hips.
"Clearly not.. Show me then."

"I will."
Good idea, but I had a better one.
"First, I'd like to remove this very bothersome bottom layer."
My fingers moved to the button of her jeans.
"You don't mind?"

"Actually.."
Fuck.. I won't get to undress her right away.. She turned around and my hands gracefully landed on her ass, happy accident. Lucky me.
"I need you to choose a necklace to match."
A necklace? When did she get necklaces? She never takes the one I gave her off.

She got out of my grasp to get them.
"It can't wait?"
The craft store bag?

Min stood in front of me, facing the mirror and I got to take back my previous position, arms around her.
"It cannot. I have a few choices.."
Then I saw them. Strips of fabric. Different laces, mesh. She put one on her neck.
"What do you think?"
Is it what I think it is? A glance through the mirror.
"Maybe it belongs a bit higher?"

She moved it up. Not on her neck. I gently held her wrist when she stopped in front of her eyes.
"You're serious?"

"The least I can do is try it before I say that I hate it."
She dropped her hands before looking at me through the glass again.
"I like the idea of it. The execution is another story."

Like now. I'd rarely hug her from behind. She'd jump at the sudden touch. Anything she couldn't see, she disliked.
The mirror was a way to ease into it. Having my chest to her back, my fingers gently caressing her, my lips leaving kisses on her nape from behind, it was all new this week. She'd get the fun of it without losing the sight of me which she desperately needs.
I took the mesh fabric out of her hands. The one she'd have better sight with.
"Any sign of discomfort and we're taking it off. I don't mean a word. Any hesitation and I'm pausing."

Her face turned to mine. "I trust you."

Mina.. I'm glad you do. You trust me to be kind, to pay attention, to remember to whisper in your left ear if I want you to hear me clearly, to ease you into this..
You're getting me nervous.
"Want to undress first or want to put it on?"

I waited as long as it took for my  little deer in headlights to answer.
"I can't think."

"It's okay. I got you."
I caressed her cheek as my other hand went for her sternum. The beat was hard and fast like a drum. She's nervous, no doubt.
"I think I know how to calm down that precious heart."
I laid a kiss on her left ear and whispered.
"Kisses solve many things."

My lips met hers, her hands softly clinging to my shirt. The moment invited warmth, with a hint of restraint slipping through. Pulling back, looking at one another, she flashed me a quick smile before her gaze dropped to her hands. "Mind taking a few layers off before my sight's reduced?"

I let out a small chuckle, removing my shirt. "Kitten, don't put it like that."

"Easy for you to say, your vision's blurry since the early 2000's."

Now, I plainly laughed. "Shit, babe. That stings."

"Sorry."
She had a sweet lighthearted grin on her face.
"Trying to fix the mood."
She stood so close, she had to raise her head to take a proper look at me, fingers passing in my hair by my ear.
"You're not wearing your contacts. How do you plan to see?"

But I- "I don't need them close like this. I don't plan on letting you leave my range of sight."
Ah, sweetheart. I get it. Oldest trick in the book, isn't it?
I got a kiss from a very happy woman.
"You want me to put them on? Really?"

Now I recognized her, index trailing down my chest.
"Would make things better for me, it's pretty hot."

"Don't say more."
I stretched to grab them from her desk.

She took them from my hands and slowly put them on me as we leaned in for a peck that didn't end up being one, at all.
"So handsome."
She nudged her head behind her.
"You can show your skills. I'll show mine."

Yes, YES. Taking my belt off with one hand was one of sexiest things that woman could do. I, on the other hand, undid the hooks of her bra pretty easily. Sliding her pants off, Min leaving a few kisses down my neck, I caught a glimpse of her back in the mirror.
She had a beautiful back, soft, only markings on her skin were a handful of beauy marks...and a scar only visible when she pulled her panties down or wore anything low-waisted, which she has always despised. My fingers reached for it, and she slightly turned us away from the glass.
She'd never let me see it, would she? I'm sure it's not an bad as she says.
"I'm just taking layers off, Foxy."

"Don't be so sneaky about it."
She took the piece of mesh that I had stuffed in my back pocket.
"I'm ready whenever you are."

Already? Do I? Does she?
"Want me to put it on you or do you want to do it yourself?"

She moved to face the mirror. "Mind if I watch you do it?"

I left a kiss on her cheek as I took the fabric in my hand. "I'll do everything you want, Beautiful."