Being With My First Love " a ff of Namjoom. X.reader

♡13-A typical day♡

A/N POV

Finally  the crazy  long  night  ended  that everything  went well and everyone  get back  for their respective  places  according to  yn that was really  a crazy  day .
That  now she's  sleeping  like a  dead zombie.

" mmnmh"

Oops  looks like  she's  waking up.

"Humnh"
" hunh  it's  already  morning.  maybe I  sleep  short  or the night  was to 'busy' "

Isn't  both   conditions   are same hunh nevermind.

Sleepily  she went for  freshen up  then change  into  something  comfy more like namjoon's  long shirt  with her  shorts.  With buttoning up  'her' shirt's  button  she's walking  back  from  her  wardrobe  without  noticing  that someone  is already  watching her and  with that she bump with  him and it's  non other than  her  dear husband   who's  looking  heavenly  with  his morning  messy hair and his  piercing  eyes  boring  into  his  wife's  soul  who's  also looking  gorgeous  in his  damm white shirt  which  she was buttoning  up  but  froze her moment  when  she's  realize  with whom  she bumped  is her husband  and  literally  holding her  into his  arms  like very  carefully  and dangerously close  that she forgot  how to breathe

With this  two minute  staring  each others  namjoom  initiate a move and go near her face first  he search  her eyes  which  still  seems  confused  then  he see  her rossy   glossy  lips  and... mann  then he can't  control  himself  anymore  his  needs  which  he was holding  for this  long  time but whatever  he can't  resist  his  wife  who's  looking  this  gorgeous  in his  white  shirt  like  a goddess.

  and wait  isn't  it her fault  that  she  why decide  to  wear his shirt ? 

Whatever the  consequences  now he will  definitely  fully  claim  her as his and with  this  slowly  he goes nearly  her lips  and claim  them slowly and  sweetly . for a moment  she stayed  still  but unconsciously  respond to his kiss and that's  it... that's  what he was asking  for  with his touch  her answer  just like  a sweet moment  he devour her sweet  lips into his plumpy  ones  then  like  a romantic  movie  just a blink of an eye  they both  on their bed she still  in a daze  that  she didn't know  what is  happening  and other hand   he's going   on an on and slowly  moving  his  hand  from her face to remove  her  ops  his shirt  and when  he was slowly  unbuttoning her   button  she came  back  to  her senses and break  that heated kiss

Dammmm

Namjoom  was like...  mann l really  fucked  up

Why !!  Mann cuz  she's  literally  on the verge of  crying

So he calm his  horses  I mean  hormones  down  and try  to  calm  his wife  down 

" h-oney  hey look  at me  I'm sorry  I don't  mean to force you  I'm  sorry  I just  carried  away  I done  know  why I can't  control  myself  I'm sorry  I didn't   really  mean to  hurt you  please   forgive me  "

And that's  how her emotions   can't  hold  his  loyalty anymore  just like that  they  flow  down  like a waterfall . Like how can a  man be this understandable.
He slowly  scoop  her into his  embrace  and  she  also  holds  him like she showing  that how scared  she was

" hey cuty  I'm sorry  I didn't  want to  hurt you"

" No you don't  have  to be  sorry  I am the one  who is not  ready  yet  ...please   forgive me "