More Namjin Oneshots

124

Namjoon POV

"How did I get so lucky?" I sigh, as I place my hands on Seokjin's waist. He wraps his arms around my neck, as we dance.

"Joonie, Stop it." He giggles. "I'm the lucky one. I married an amazing man."

Seokjin and I have just gotten married, and now we're holding the after party. He looks up at me, innocently.

"Can your husband have another kiss, please?" He asks.

"Hmm. I don't know..." I tease him, leaning down so our lips are just inches apart.

"Don't tease me." He pouts. "Just kiss me~!"

I connect our lips, my grip on his waist tightening. He smiles into the kiss, and tilts his head to deepen it.

"Okay, fuckers! Break it up!" Hoseok exclaims.

"Hey, it's our wedding night." I frown. "I'm allowed to kiss my husband whenever I please."

"Well, people are waiting for food. Now let's go." He drags us over to the table.

We all sit down, and start to talk as we eat. Seokjin's parents are extremely emotional. They both hug me, and cry.

"Y-You're such a good man, Namjoon." His Appa cries. My parents are just happy. They embrace Seokjin and I in a group hug.

"You boys have fun, okay? Use protection." My Eomma says.

"Eomma, please don't." I groan in embarrassment. As soon as our parents walk away, Seokjin smiles.

"She just wants us to be safe. I don't want to get pregnant....especially on our first time." He blushes.

Our families are very religious. They don't believe in sex before marriage, so tonight will be Seokjin and I's first time.

"Ready to go?" I ask, after the party has finished.

"Mhm. Where are we going?" He asks.

"That's a surprise, love. We'll arrive in the morning." I kiss his forehead. We walk outside of the venue, and over to a limousine that our parents have given us.

*Time Skip*

"Ow ow ow, fuck!" My eyes slowly open at the noise. Seokjin is trying to stand, and cursing when he fails.

"Relax, baby." I mumble, pulling him to my chest. "Just sleep some more."

"Joonie, my ass hurts." He whines. "I was gonna make us breakfast, but I can't stand."

"Was I too rough, doll?" I ask.

"Just a little..." He blushes. "But I liked it."

"You're adorable." I chuckle. "We can call room service, remember? Let's do that later, though. I have another idea, of what I want for breakfast."

His cheeks redden, and he slaps my chest when he sees my suggestive smirk. "You asshole!"

"But you love me, darling."

"That, I cannot deny." He leans in, and kisses me.