𝗦𝗲𝗻𝘀𝗶𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗟𝗶𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ✓

二九

29

⌧ i watched namjoon sleep as i caressed his chest, the sun slightly shining into my room. i felt like my life is complete, the older sleeping on my bed. pure naked.

yes. believe it or not. we did it. my father wasn't home at all and we had the time to do...that stuff we did. i was wide awake while he is still asleep, seeing his chest rise up and fall slowly when he breaths. i gave him some scratches on his back, feeling bad that i made him bleed a bit. even though, he said it was perfectly fine. but i still felt bad.

i slick my hair back and pushed myself up from the bed, bending down to grab my boxers that are on the floor. i slowly got up on my feet from having a bit pain in my body, walking up to my door with my silky robe hanging there. i grabbed it and put it on, looking back at the older that's still sleeping on my bed.

i felt fuzzy inside, curling up a smile and remembering yesterday. i walked back to the bed, the other side that namjoon is laying on. i wanted to wake him up but i want him well rested, wanting him to get more sleep that he didn't get. i just decided to sit on the edge and watch him peacefully sleep.

i'm his little fragile chinese doll...
that's what he called me, going so easy on me, afraid to hurt me instead of not feeling good. i did feel good. i didn't even tell him to stop or anything like that, i let him have me. i'm his now. and he's mine. we love each other.

namjoon started to stir in his sleep, lifting his hands up to rub his eyes. his eyes fluttered open and his first sight was me. his smiled curled up, showing his pearly whites to me.

i curled up a smile. "good morning~"

"good morning baby." he spoke up in a rusty sexy voice that made my spine shiver. he moved his hand up to my arm and caressed the fabric of my silky robe. "did you sleep well?"

"i did. it seems like you did too." i chuckled.

he suddenly wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me down to the bed, putting me on my side. i made a squeal giggle as he kept his arms around my waist, our faces inched close.

"i'm glad to see your beautiful face in the morning." he kissed my nose, making me blush by what he said.

"aish..." i rolled my eyes playfully. "how's your back?"

"it doesn't hurt. don't worry about it. but hey," he leans to my ear. "how's your butt by the way?"

i snorted, covering my mouth. "don't say that!" i said in my hand, laughing and smacking his shoulder.

"but i'm asking because i did...you know.." he chuckled. "i stre—"

i quickly covered his mouth, not even letting him say that. "don't." he mumbled a little sorry, making me giggle.

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"what's wrong?" namjoon asked me, running his hands through my hair.

i was taking a bath and namjoon decided to help. i covered my private with a rag so it isn't really distracting. he rinse my hair as i had a frown across my face and he noticed it. i didn't reply to his question.

"babe," he removed his hands from my hair and grabbed my chin, lifting my face up. "what's going on in your head?"

i sadly sighed, looking up at him. "prom."

namjoon brows curled. "what about prom?"

"it's in two days. i don't think i want to go." i slightly pouted, lowering my head back when he let go of my chin.

"it's your last prom, isn't it? you should go." he slid his fingers back in my hair, ruffling it all up.

"i don't want to. what's the point of going? all you do is just stand there, dance a little and talk to friends, which i don't have any friends." i shrugged and crossed my arms.

"didn't you tell me that you met someone named jimin? what about you go with him? or even jeongguk."

"but..." i slowly looked up at him, having my slight puppy eyes. "i want to be with you."

"i know, baby. i know." he caressed my cheekbone. "will you go to prom? for me? even if i'm not there?"

"what's the point of going if you're not there with me?"

"go to prom, okay? i'll have a surprise for you." he kissed the tip of my nose. "i can't give you hints."

i pouted. he chuckled at my pout, not caring i'm naked and put his arms around my waist, pulling me up to him. i squealed at his actions, making me cover my face. he held me close, kissing my temple. i buried my face in his shoulder.

i'm literally naked, on his lap. he covered my private with the towel i needed and just held me close.
i bit my lip as he suddenly started kissing my neck. i exhaled softly from the touch, lifting my head up to the side of his face, my lips near his ear.

i felt his hand slide on my chest, slowly going down to my stomach. i grabbed his wrist and moved it away. "i'm still sore, hyung." i quietly giggled, slightly blushing.

"i know." he scoffed. "let me dry you off, okay?"

"okay." i smiled.

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