Because of you

20.

Jinyoung

We stripped, stepping into the shower while my eyes scanned his body. My eyes darkened, taking in the bruises that spread across his chest and side, especially the scratch lines that marred his chest.

The doctor did say that because of his low blood platelet count, his bruises would look bad. But I didn't expect for his bruises to be this big and dark.

I sighed, scooping him into my arms while kissing his forehead. He blinked up at me, his face confused by my sudden actions and affections.

"I hate that girl. I hate that she managed to take you away from me. I hate that she hurt you" I murmured, kissing his forehead again.

"Jinyoungie... I'm okay love" he said, giving me a small smile, cupping my face while trying to reassure me.

"Seunnie. Please don't down play it. Look at all the bruises you have..." I trail off, closing my eyes briefly with a sigh before running my fingers lightly on his bruises.

I traced each scar, each bruise that she left, my heart aching more and more with each new scar and bruise I found.

I bent down, laying soft kisses against the scars and bruises that look really bad. I wish I could just kiss away all his pain.

He tilted his head back, fluttering his eyes shut with a groan. I moved around him, finding some scars on his back as well.

I slowly traced each scar on his back, pressing kisses against them, watching as his goosebumps rose at my actions, his hands clenched into fists by his side.

"Jinyoungie. Stop" he rasped, his voice husky.

"Hmm?" I asked, still tracing the bruise he had on his right shoulder blade when he turned to face me.

He trapped my hands in his, my eyes widening when I met his eyes to see them burning with desire.

I sucked in a deep breath, feeling his dick brush against my stomach. The two of us locked in a heated gaze while standing still. I finally broke our eye contact when I felt him twitch against my stomach.

I looked down between us to see his dick standing proud and tall. His tip was dripping with precum, the vein throbbing against the surface.

My dick twitched in response and I bit my lip, wanting to taste him. I just don't want to exert him or hurt him by accident. He's so fragile now.

"Don't bite your lip love. You know what that does to me" Jackson murmurs, reaching up to tug my bottom lip out.

My lips parted slightly and I started breathing through my mouth, feeling the electricity sparkle and build between us.

He leaned forward, capturing my lips in a swift move, cupping my jaw and neck. He tugged me towards him, tilting my head for better access.

I moaned in response, loving the control he has over me, opening my mouth wider for him. I felt his tongue slip in to explore my mouth, our tongues stroking each other's in the sweetest way.

I held him close, wrapping my arms around his waist when we broke apart, both of us panting. I cracked an eye open to peek at him, worried for him.

"I'm alright love" he whispers. His eyes were still shut as he leaned forward, brushing his nose against mine.

"I worry still" I smiled, giggling to myself. I loved how he just knew. He smiled, pulling me nearer as he heard my laughter.

His voice was barely a whisper, his hand tightening around the nape of my neck as he said "I need you".