His Luna ✔️

Chapter 11

We put my house up for sale, and the next day, while I was at work the boys boxed up all my stuff and moved all of my personal belongings out of my house. I kept a few of my original clothes, such as my leggings and other altheltic wear. A few dresses I didn't want to part with came with me as well. I donated a lot of my clothes to a few places, and JaeBum took most of my furniture and housewares. Within a week, my house sold, and a very nice family moved in. They had two sons. Twins. And the parents were good people. I sold it a little lower than the value of it, because Jimin told me that the family would take good care of it, and they needed a new home desperately.

As it was decided, the profits went in our joint account and I was officially moved into the Pack house. Another week had passed and though I had my own room and bathroom, I spent my nights snuggled in NamJoon's king size bed, curled up with him. Nothing more than light make out sessions would occur, but that only spiked our hormones making us crave a little more than just the taste of each others lips.

But we were good. We were taking things slow, and though we both wanted more, we were doing this the right way. On my last day of work, he, Yoongi and Jimin, took me out to dinner in celebration of my new life. Things were moving so fast, and they were doing whatever they could to keep me comfortable and happy.

And I was. I was very happy.

As we were home, I changed into a pair of black cotton boyshorts and a dark gray tank top. I made my way over to NamJoon's room and when I opened the door I witnessed him strip form his shirt, his exposed chest giving my inners a tingling sensation.

"Hey babe." He smiled to me.

"Hey there handsome." I walked in closing the door behind me, then making my way over to his bed. I jumped on it and turned my head to see him lauging to himself. "What?"

"Your ass jiggles when you do that."

I groaned. "So my ass is fat? Great!"

He crawled over to me and kissed me on my shoulder. "I like it." And he gave me a sharp slap on my ass making me yelp then giggle.

"Well, I guess that's a good thing."

He moved to lay next ot me his face turned towards me. "Baby, I've been meaning ot ask you something."

"What's that?"

"If we we're in public, and we ran into someone you knew. How would you introduce me?"

"However you'd want me too."

He sat up again and I lifted my torso to rest on my elbows. "How would you want to?"

"Is this were you pretend to indirectly as me something?"

He smiled. "Maybe."

"Just ask me what you want to ask me. You don't have to dance around your thoughs with me, you know that." I said sitting up and reaching for his hand.

He played with my fingers a bit, staring at them as he thought about what he was going to say next. "I feel like you're my girlfriend. Which seems just obserd considering you are much more than a girlfriend to me."

"You want to tell people I'm your girlfriend?"

"I want to tell people you're mine."

"I am yours." I smiled to him.

He leaned forward slowly, causing me to lean back just as slowly. My back hit the mattress and he hovered over me and when his lips were about to meet mine, he stilled. "So, we're together?" He whispered against my lips.

I nodded slowly, catching his eye with mine. I leaned up and when I pressed my lips against his, the kiss intensified almost immediately. This kiss, was something we hadn't shared yet. It was deep, and passionate, and the longing behind it lit a fire in me. His hands found mine and he pulled them up above my head lacing his fingers in mine. He pushed me further into the bed with his body, and his mouth moved erotically against my own. I kept up with his kiss and when he pulled away we were both panting.