Random Namjin : knj x ksj

Nueve: Namjin (Yoonseok Smut)

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Okayyy so I've just turned 18 and honestly I don't know what the entire hype is about. Cause I believe that sense of responsibility or whatever can come at 18, 30, 60, 90 or never.

So I don't really get it. But it's cute how much it means to my folks. Like they actually planned a trip outta town, gave me a lil Bacardi 😂😂 and got me all the things I wanted to try out right now. Like my hair color, a weed brownie (shush my papi doesn't know about it👀) and if I still have the stomach for it I may even get inked. xoxo :p

Point being that irrespective of everything else, no matter how I look at my birthday ( a day closer to death ) I just am grateful for everything I've been blessed with and for all things I realize or don't. Also umm I'm a lil tipsy rn so just excuse me for typing my mind.

Oh and I apologise to my friends who are (I'm sure) pissed at me. Don't worry you Chipmunks I will make it up to you once I get back home.

I thank you guys too (if that wasn't obvious) for all the love and support. Like honestly to have people there appreciate your story and moreover let you know that they do is the best moral boost one can get. And ily guys for that. I love talking to y'all through the comments. So don't feel awkward or anything.

Like I said, y'all shall have gorgeous babies. #thyhasblessdthou

So anyhoe, update is done, continuing with the chapter.

Warning: Mature content ahead, don't like SMUT? Don't read.

Enjoy y'all kinky motherfurrs. 😘
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Hoseok's POV:

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Once we get back into our room, Yoongi slams the door shut pressing me up against it and kisses me with urgency.

“Whoaa whoaa whoaa, not that I'm complaining but what's gotten into you?” I pant breathless.

“Nothing?” he says with a confused look and gets back to kissing me.

“Uhm nuh no” I mumble against his lips and push him away.

“What's this really about?” I ask in a no nonsense tone.

I know how hard it is for him to express what he feels so I drag him by the hand and make him sit on our shared bed.

I then crawl into his lap, my hand on his chest rubbing circles as I speak in a whisper.

“It's okay baby, you can tell me anything, you know that right?”

He nods and looks up, I see tears welling his eyes, crap!

He hardly ever cries.

“It's n-nothing- just appreciation.”

“Appreciation?” I tilt my head trying the word out. He's all mean and dark on the outside but on the inside he's just a softie.

“Yes. Appreciation. For having you in my life and by my side through thick and thin. Gratitude that you've never given up on me. Awe in regards to the person you are and how lucky I am to have you” he then smirks and adds, “in every way.”

Heat rushes to my face but after hearing the sincerity in his voice I want him to bend me over all the furniture in this room and hammer into me like there's no tomorrow.

I guess he sees through my thoughts cause the lust darken in his eyes and he grabs at my ass making me moan.

“Tell me what you want. Tell me, baby boy, tell Daddy what you want and daddy will provide.” he makes sure he says each word in that sentence softly against my ear as he rubs our growing erections together.