Bangtan Stories / BTS Oneshots

The Salon

~~WARNING SMUT~~

You just finished up with your last client of the night. As you cleaned up, you heard the bell chime above the front door.

"I'm sorry we're closed," You said as you walked out of the backroom.

"It's late, so I figured you would be." You stared at the man who just entered your salon.

"Namjoon? Why are you here?" You asked as you walked closer.

"Hey y/n," he greeted you with a smile. "Sorry for showing up so late. We just landed an hour ago."

"It's fine, Namjoon. I didn't even realize that you flew in already."

"Good, I wanted to surprise you," he said as the two of you hugged, "I was wondering if I could get a haircut?"

"Sure you can. You know I'd never turn you or any of the guys away." Namjoon followed you over to your workstation. "No bodyguard tonight?"

"I um... asked him to wait in the car once he had seen that no one else was in the shop. I was hoping we could catch up."

"It's been a year, Namjoon. We have a lot to catch up on." You laughed as you draped the cape over him.

The conversation flowed as you cut his hair. You chatted about what it was like finally having your own business after all these years. He filled you in on how the members were doing and how the tour was coming along. There was so much that needed to be discussed with the year-long absence..

"So, are you coming to the show on Friday?" Namjoon asked as you two walked to the shampoo room.

"I am. There's a group of us that are going to meet up and go," You told him, testing the water. "You think I would miss one of your shows?"

"I did, actually," Namjoon admitted as you rinsed his hair. "I just got up and left you the last time we saw each other; we haven't been able to talk about it."

"Namjoon," You admonished massaging the shampoo into his hair and scalp. "I'm not upset. I figured you'd be gone by the time I woke up. It wouldn't have looked good if you had been caught leaving my hotel room first thing in the morning."

"I know. I knew you'd understand, but I'm still sorry for leaving you." You stopped and looked at him when he placed his hand on your arm.

"Don't do that," You said as you brought your hand down to his cheek, "Don't beat yourself up about it. We both knew what would happen if we took that step."

"Can anyone see us in this room?" He asked, looking up at you.

"No, this room was designed for privacy. Why?" Namjoon pulled on your arm so that you were only inches away from him.

"I've missed you y/n. All of you." He brought his lips to yours.

Soft kisses quickly turned into heated ones. He sat up in the chair while he helped guide you to his lap.

"Namjoon, are you sure about this? I don't want you to get into any trouble."

"Y/n, the only people that know I'm here are us, security, and the guys." He brought your lips back together.

As the kissing grew heated, you started to rock your hips. The salon filled with your moans as Namjoon moved his lips to your neck. You thanked God that you had decided to get the chairs without armrests as he lifted your shirt off of you. After he had removed your bra, his lips moved to your chest.

"Namjoon," You whispered, the friction was becoming too much.

He held onto you tighter as he lifted you out of the chair with him to stand. He pulled away from you long enough to remove his shirt. You slid your palms up his chest, shivers following your slow movement.

As your hands and mouth explored his chest, Namjoon undid your pants. Your nails dug into his shoulders as his fingers found your clit.

"Y/n?" He asked softly in your ear.

"Huh?" You moaned as a shot of pleasure went through your body.

"Are these walls sturdy?" You lifted your head and looked at him.

"Yes, why?"

"Good!" That was all he said before he lifted you and placed you up against the wall with your legs around his waist.

You screamed out his name as he entered you. This wasn't going to be soft and gentle like it had been the first time. You two needed each other too much to take it slow. He was going to have you screaming his name in no time.

He thrust into you as fast and hard as he could while you scratched and held onto his back. The salon was filled with the noise of pleasure. You'd be surprised if they didn't hear you two outside.

Namjoon took one arm and shoved the hair products off the counter beside him before placing you on it. You leaned back as he grabbed onto your hips. He used the new position to go even harder.

"Fuck Namjoon!" You screamed as you hit your breaking point and sent him to his own.

"I've waited way too long to hear you say my name like that again," Namjoon said as he slowed his pace and placed kisses on your chest. "Sorry about the products." He smiled before he kissed you on the lips.

"It's fine." You laughed as you looked at the stuff that had been thrown on the floor. "It was worth it." You grabbed the back of his head and brought your lips together for one more heated kiss.

"Stay with me tonight?" Namjoon asked as you separated and dressed.

"What?"

"We aren't staying in a hotel. We rented a house, and we have tomorrow off." He walked over to you and wrapped an arm around your waist. " The guys want to see you, and I want to wake up with you in my arms."

"Are you sure, Namjoon? I mean, I would love to continue this and see the guys, but I also don't want any trouble."

"Y/n, we got the house in hopes that we could have a little more privacy and that you would agree to come over." He lifted your chin to look you in the eyes. "I promise, it will be fine." You didn't answer him. You just put your lips on his.

After you finished cleaning up the mess and locking up the shop, the two of you headed out to the car.

~~END~~