Book of BTS

Trouble (Kim Namjoon)

Yay this is the first imagine of this book I'm so excited because I'm working with my 3 best friends and we're gonna have a good time on here 💕 - The Sunshine ☀️
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I had just walked through the door of our shared apartment. Namjoon had been incredibly busy lately putting in a lot of hard work and effort into his mixtape. As his girlfriend, I was the first to hear it and earlier today I heard the track he had been working on with Jin called "Trouble". Not being the best in Korean, I could only hum what I understood, which was the English. Thanks to my very smart and ever-loving boyfriend, he taught me the English translation and to say I blushed was an understatement.

"But baby," he said the day he wrote it and showed me, "you're my muse for this song."

I put my purse on the dining room table and grabbed a glass from the kitchen. I was home alone while Namjoon was out, putting finishing touches on his mixtape, making sure it was the absolute best before letting it be sold.
" 'It's gon' get you in trouble' " I sang to myself as the juice filled the glass.

I heard distant rapping behind me, understanding every word he was saying. I turned around and Namjoon grabbed me by my waist and pushed me gently against the counter. I flushed a light pink as all the color drained from my face.
"Hi," I said nonchalantly after collecting myself.

"Hi, beautiful. Do you wanna be in trouble?" He asked me as his lips gently touched my neck.

Ironically, I was actually wearing black stockings, coincidentally of course.

My breath caught in my throat at his question. He bit my neck gently because I hadn't answered him, which made me yelp quietly.

"A-am I in trouble?" I asked while he kissed my neck.

"Only if you want to be." He whispered in my ear, biting my ear lobe when he finished.

I flushed a couple shades paler than my normal skin tone and then blushed a deep shade of red.

"I-I might," I stuttered trying to gain confidence as I put butterfly kisses on his strong jawline.
"You're gonna have a punishment." Namjoon said, teasing me by sliding his hands up the sides of my body under my shirt. His hands were hot, just the way I liked when he was turned on.

"I have a surprise for you." I whispered.

He pulled away slightly, staring at me with curiosity although the lust was incredibly evident in his dark brown eyes.

"Show me," he said.

I grabbed his hand and led him to the bedroom. I laid on our California King sized bed with my hands above my head. Namjoon climbed on top of me, sliding the pads of his fingertips up my arms and to the palms of my hands until he was holding them. His lips were on my neck yet again, placing gentle kisses on it. Once he got bored of that, he slid up my tight black pencil skirt. Since the bedroom curtains were open, the black stockings with a lace trim on them were clear as day. His eyes widened in surprise and they sparkled. Namjoon's body exhaled all the air.

"These are so beautiful on you, princess. What else do you have for me?" He asked me.

Again, I flushed at the pet name. "Why don't you see for yourself?"
That's when Namjoon took of my skirt and found my favorite, (his too), lace black underwear that matched. He then proceeded to take off my shirt and saw the bra that went with the set. Namjoon's eyes flickered from what he was doing to my whole being. His eyes landed on the black band around my forearm.

"Is that the whole outfit?" He asked.

I nodded my head.

"Stand up,"