Captivation [BTS Smut Requests]

hands on me

[minimoni]
jinnieboo666

Namjoon huffed, spinning around in his office chair and resting his fingers on the keyboard of his laptop, wanting to type away at the keys as he was normally able to do, but nothing came to his mind. Songwriting was normally so easy for him, the lyrics just came to him without much thought. But he had been sitting in his office for a few hours and nothing was clicking, no lightbulbs were randomly going off inside of his head, no ideas were instantly coming to him. His mind was blank. Sure, he could have just given up and gone home to spend time with his members and his boyfriend, but that would mean that he would be giving up. And Namjoon could not do that. 

He let his head fall down to rest his forehead on the keyboard, pressing random letters and numbers without realizing it. And, if he's being honest, probably breaking a few of the keys. His office was quiet, abnormally quiet. Usually, he had music playing or one of his members was there talking to him, whether it be Jungkook asking for help or his boyfriend, Jimin, just wanting to spend time with him. But, today, Namjoon was alone. His members were probably all at their apartment, relaxing and preparing lunch. Namjoon wished he was with them, maybe gathered in their sitting room on the couch with Jimin on his lap. Maybe watching a movie with them and eating the lunch that Seokjin cooked. That sounded perfect. But, of course, Namjoon was stuck at the studio. Working. But Namjoon was only alone with these thoughts for a few more moments before a knock sounded on his door. 

"Namjoonie?" Jimin's sweet voice rang through the room as he entered, a paper bag in his hands and a smile in his eyes. The boy was dressed comfortably in a large, light pink hoodie with a graphic design on it and white shorts that almost reached his knees. His feet were enclosed in completely white sneakers and tall, white socks. His blonde hair was as messy as always, falling into his eyes nicely. 

Namjoon turned to face him, smiling, "Hey, baby. What are you doing here?" 

"Brought you lunch," Jimin answered as he bounced over to him and sat on the small couch next to his desk, opening the paper bag and showing the elder a container of noodles and vegetables. "Yoongi Hyung made japchae." 

"Thank you," Namjoon took the bowl from the smaller boy's hands and leaned forward to press a quick kiss to his lips, to which Jimin smiled adorably. The leader sat back in his chair, opening the bowl and picking up a pair of chopsticks that he had on his desk, digging into the food happily. 

Jimin smiled, seeing the man enjoying the meal. "How has your day been?" 

"Eh, not very good. I haven't gotten much done." 

"Oh, I'm sorry," Jimin pouted before suddenly perking up when an idea popped into his head. "You should take a break and hang out with me!" 

"Babe, you know I can't do that. I have to finish this song," Namjoon sighed as he took another bite of the noodles. 

Jimin pouted, "But I miss you."

"I know," Namjoon turned back to face his laptop. "But you can be a good boy and wait until I'm done, right?"

"Yeah," The younger huffed. 

"Address me properly, Jimin," Namjoon commanded.

"Yes, Daddy. I'm sorry," Jimin slipped his shoes off and pulled his feet up onto the couch, leaning to the side and curling up in a little ball. Jimin would never admit it, but hearing Namjoon's voice gets all dominant and rough was one of the hottest aspects of the man. When he demanded Jimin to do whatever he asked and didn't take no for an answer, Namjoon was so sexy. Namjoon didn't even have to try. He was just naturally authoritative and sexy. Jimin watched as Namjoon began to type away at his laptop keys again, taking a small bite of the japchae every now and then. The leader looked so focused, so hard at work, though Jimin watched him erase everything he had written every few moments. Jimin could tell that he was not satisfied with anything he was writing and he knew that Namjoon just needed to take a break, despite telling Jimin to leave him alone. After a few minutes of watching Namjoon struggle to write, Jimin decided to intervene, standing from his spot and sauntering over to where the man was seated.