Flowers and Tattoos

Ch. 19

working is a bitch. 10/10 do not recommend. this will be very short because my brain is dead sis. also pure fluff

"Eomma- Yes I know. No I don't. EOMMA! No he can't hear you. I AM NOT TELLING YOU ABOUT MY- for the love of god..."

Namjoon has been on the phone with his mother for about 20 minutes now. Not entirely sure what they're talking about, but whatever it is he clearly doesn't want to talk about it. He looks like a big cute tomato right now.

"YOU PLACED BETS!? HOW MUCH!? Eomma why!? No I'm not ready fo- Yes I'm fully aware of what you want. Oh my god...Okay goodbye mother!"

I giggled and looked at him with my chin propped up in my hands, "So, what was that all about?"

He rolled his eyes, "She wants all the details about our sex life."

I raised an eyebrow, "Why?"

He huffed, "Her and my father placed bets on who was rougher and who does the most work."

I blushed, "Why?"

"I don't know cause they're weird!" He exclaimed.

I laughed, "At least they support you."

He nodded, "That's true. They really like you."

I smiled, "I really like them too."

He sweetly kissed my lips and bumped his nose with mine. I giggled and crawled into his lap, nuzzling my nose into his neck. He softly hummed because Namjoon has a sensitive neck. I giggled and planted light kisses along his jaw and his neck. He hummed contently and relaxed under my touch.

I straddled his lap and continued leaving soft little kisses on his neck. He wasn't wearing a shirt so I had easy access to his collarbone that I loved so much. I left tiny little love bites on his collarbone and made my way back up to his sweet spot.

He groaned softly when I found it and softly suckled on the patch of skin. His hands found their way to my hair and softly threaded through it. I hummed and pulled away, leaving one small peck on his lips. I giggled and pecked his nose.

"What was that all about?" Namjoon asked, bringing his hands down my back.

I shrugged, "You just looked really good."

"Well, I popped a boner." He blandly said.

I shook my head, "I'm not taking care of that for you."

He whined, "But Jimin! You've never given me a blowie before."

I giggled, "Do you want me to?"

He huffed, "Yes."

I climbed off his lap, "Too bad, I'm tired."

He whined again, "Jiminieeeeeee."

I playfully ignored him and skipped off to our bedroom and plopped onto the bed. I could hear him shuffling after me and I felt the bed dip next to me. I curled myself into the blankets to hide from him.

"Babyyyyyyyyyy." He whined.

"No."

He huffed, "Babyyyyyyyyyyy. I wanna cuddle!!!!!"

"Nooooo."

He groaned, "Jiminieee!!!!!!"

I giggled and peeked my head out, "Yes?"

He was pouting, he looked fucking adorable. Something to know about Namjoon is that he gets very clingy and craves attention when he wants it. He may seem like he's all big and bad, but this man is the whiniest little baby.

"Cuddle. Me." He demanded, crossing his arms like a two year old.

"Hmmmmmm no." I teased.

He huffed, "Pwease?"

"No."

"Pwease?"

"No."

I felt him shuffle under the covers and shuffle his way into my arms. He laid on top of me and buried his face into my neck.

"Pwease?"

I giggled, "Okay fine."

"Yay."

Everytime Namjoon gets extremely needy for attention I like to mess with him because it amuses me. He gets super pouty when I deprive him of attention. To be honest I only do it because I love seeing him pout. He has juicy lips already but they look extremely kissable when he pouts. It's cute, really.

I felt Namjoon start placing tiny little kisses on my neck and I giggled. I felt him smile as he kept doing it. He was truly a sweetheart underneath his outer shell.

"Hey Joonie?"

"Yes baby?"

I played with his hair, "How come you're weird around kids?"

He shuffled and looked at me, "It's not that I don't like them...I just don't know what to do our how to handle them."

I nodded, "I want kids in the future. Maybe a girl and a boy."

He just looked at me, "We've only been dating a little over a month."

I grinned, "I know, but doesn't hurt to dream."

He pecked my nose, "You're so cute."

I scrunched my face, "Stoooooop."

He shook his head, "Absolutely not."

He started to attack my face with kisses while I tried to push him away. He held me tightly and refused to let me go as he kept kissing me. I was laughing while trying to cover my face.

"Namjoonieeee stooop!" I whined.

He squished my face and gave me a big kiss on the lips, "Okay I'm done."

"Are you really?"

".....well for right now anyway."

I rolled my eyes and slapped his chest. Aish, this boy.