Finest Jin

Morning Plans

Cher and I peeled each others' jewels off as we drove home. We dropped her at the apartment first. When Jimin got out to kiss her goodnight, a bleary eyed Jin squinted at them through the car window. 

"Jimin-Ssi! No tongue! That's my daughter!" I had to laugh as the younger couple flushed bright red and broke apart. I stayed in the vehicle to get drunken SeokJin home to bed safely. Cher strode up to the door looking lovely and elegant in her long dress. She was blooming into a beautiful young woman. And now she had a bevy of men to look out for her just in time.

At the apartment, the boys wrangled an overly affectionate Hyung up to his apartment. At the door, he grabbed onto Hoseoks neck, tears brimming in his eyes. 

"You are a beautiful man, Hobi. I love you so much." Jin was drawling. Hoseok backed away. 

"That's great, Hyung. Love you, too. But I'll leave the sappy stuff to Telly, if you don't mind."

Namjoon had leaned Jin onto the edge of his bed and was trying to untangle himself from Jins' long arms. Suddenly, SeokJin hugged Namjoon around the stomach, squeezing him so hard that RM grunted.

"I love you, too. You are such a great leader. If it wasn't for you...we wouldn't...have any of this." The slurred words were broken by sniffles and a loud sob signalled the breakdown to tears.

"Are you crying, Jin-Ah?" I was alarmed, but Namjoon had clearly run this road before.

"He gets pretty emotional when he is wasted, Noona. He's not a puker, just get him to sleep.He'll be better by morning."

"And you had better go to the bathroom and be ready to hunker down for the night before you let him grab onto you." Hoseok warned. "He will hang on to you like an octopus allllll night." He shuddered and I laughed. 

"Well, sounds like heaven to me." 

"Thank you for the support today, Noona. It was nice having you there."

"Thank you for having us, Namjoon-Nim. It was an honour."

"I hear you held your own with Divas' father, too!" Hobi grinned, hip bumping me. 

"Ahh, yes..." I blushed. "Kinda lost my temper, there."

"Yoongi says it was glorious."

"He would." 

Hoseok kissed my cheek. 

"Good night, Noona."

"Heyyyy!" Jin roared from the bed. "She has a ring! Back it up!" Hoseok raised his hands like a man at gunpoint and stepped away from me. SeokJin had swung from tears to anger in a dizzy moment. His eyes were pinholes in his swollen face. He was trying to focus but seemed unsure of why he was angry. He had forgotten already.

Namjoon patted him on the back reassuringly. 

"We are heading out now. Good night, brother, good night, Telly-Nim."

I hugged both boys affectionately.

"Good night, Namjoon-Ah. I will have hangover soup made in large quantities in the morning."

"We will be here!" 

I locked the door behind them and went back to my swaying man sitting precariously on the edge of his bed, long legs splayed, hands rubbing his own thighs. He sat, quietly, allowing me to remove his suit, shirt, pants and socks. I had him lay back for these last two and when I set the last foot down, he was already snoring. I had to swing his legs onto the bed and pull the blankets over him. He was gorgeous and adorable simultaneously, in his underwear only, sprawled out, pulling deep breaths through his plump, parted lips. The jewel still glittered on his cheek and I hadn't the heart to pull it off. I headed to the bathroom to perform my own ministrations and returned shortly after, teeth brushed, makeup removed, in my pyjamas. I slid into the sheets and, sure enough, Jin hooked an arm over me and dragged me in, tight against him. His breath was hot against my neck, his arm and leg unrelenting, draped over me, wrapping around like a boa constrictor holding its' victim. I was only too happy to volunteer. My eyes closed and I was lulled to sleep by the melodic sound of Jins' contented breathing.