jin p.o.v
there's little sound when i'm with you. just the continuous beat of our hearts and our steady but rushed breaths. if only the crickets would sing for us, remind us of this quiet abyss. maybe the wind could sway our souls to the skies above. the light could illuminate the darkness in the pit of our stomachs that we're so afraid to admit we have. the pit of
doubt; the doubt that we will never work.sneaky kisses, gentle voices, quick glances. they never go unnoticed. but would confessing make it better or worse? will everyone find out my undying love for you? i'm scared, of my feelings and of how close my face is getting to yours. the way your heavy breaths are ghosting over my lips as if they are teasing me makes me go insane. an alarm goes off in my head, back away now.
oh, i never listen. you're like the magnet i can't seem to escape from. we just connect like that. my blood is pulsing through my veins and i can hear it in my ears. my skin is tingling on the wrist you're casually holding in your strong hands. the soft flesh rubs against mine making it slightly red from the firm hold. is it bad if i don't want it to stop?
and then just like i'm being laid on the soft grass beneath me. your tan skin shines in the moonlight like a jewel. i can't seem to shake the feeling that you're touching me like this. someone as beautiful as the nature surrounding us is touching me in a way that i yearn for. in a way that i would never forget. the last thing i see before my mind blurs is your light pink hair being lifted gently from your forehead as you lean down.
my shirt is being pushed up to my chin, blinding my vision of my lower half. i occupy myself by looking up to see the trees that surround the moon like a fence. and then i feel it, your wet lips leaving soft kisses on my stomach. soft kitten licks from time to time. quiet huffs of breath coming out of your throat and vibrating against my skin. good thing we are alone, so no one could hear my whimpers but you.
it seems like the moon is shining just for us. so we can see each other's inner beings. our real souls. not the souls our parents wanted us to be. the free ones, the ones that didn't care. the ones that knew very well that we should've been home hours ago, tightly tucked in our beds. but what was the fun in that?
"relax jin, hold my hand"
your raspy voice echoes and seems to bounce off of the fallen logs around us. i nod, embarrassed of the noise i made earlier that wasn't exactly quiet. i searched for the hand that i had been destined to hold and intertwined our fingers. i felt safe. almost like nothing could hurt me. not even my parents who were ashamed of me. not even the woman i was arranged to marry.
i never wanted her, you were the one i wanted. all this time, and now i've finally got you. but when i think about us, it's like i whisper in my head. like anyone else could get inside my head and hear what i'm thinking. that's how scared i had become. and the feeling of fear and pleasure are pooling in my stomach making my head spin.
but your hand in mine reminds me that it's ok. because you keep me safe and you love me. nothing could go wrong. except the fact that this is a dream and i will never have you. that i can't have you.
you left me namjoon...
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FanficThis is a collection of many types of BTS OTP oneshots. Mostly my wacky ideas in one book. I hope you like the oneshots. -I NO LONGER TAKE REQUESTS FOR THIS BOOK-