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I don't see a lot of George Jung imagines out there, so here's one for you all ☺️☺️ Also, this is all my imagination, considering I've only, some how, seen bits and pieces of Blow and any dates/years in here are simply made up! ‼️a little smutty around the beginning, but nothing goes into detail‼️
BATHTUB
George and I are living our best life. We're astoundingly rich, we have a massive house, and we are deeply in love. Life's at its peak and I couldn't be happier. George has his problems with drugs and what not, but regardless it's what's making his living. He always asks me repeatedly if I actually like what he does...and my response is always "if you're happy I'm happy". Cliche I know, but I don't know how else I'm supposed to respond when my husband has been drug dealing for 9 years.
George and I had just gotten home from a sensational night out around the city. The booming 70s and everyone seemed to be having the time of their life outside.
I stumble in the front door along with George. His arm is around my shoulder and I hold his hand. I giggle about some joke he made about my beauty and body. I hum as he shuts the door and connects his lips to mine. We kiss very passionately, our tongues attacking each other. He pulls my hair and my hand rests on his hip. He bends his knees and rubs down my body as he picks me up. While his hands grip my thighs.
"Oh my goodness!" I yell and laugh as he throws me over his shoulder. Considering I was inebriated already, the blood rushing down to my head didn't help my dizziness. "Put me down baby, put me down!" I kick my legs, still laughing. He brings me into our bathroom.
"Oh, you're such a coward." He puts me down and immediately starts kissing hard again. "Now," He breathes out and licks his lips. "take your clothes off, baby" He stands there looking at me. "Take your clothes off." His words a a little slurred.
I second guess my self, but start to take my arms out of my emerald green jumpsuit. George watches me and walks over to our large bathtub and turns it on. He sits on the edge and takes his red suit coat off, not taking his eyes off me. I pull the jumpsuit down my torso and stop at my hips. He points down to tell me to keep going. I bend my knees and pull it the rest of the way down. He gives a little smile and turns his eyes brows up.
"Breath taking, my love." He compliments. I walk over to him slowly and his hand goes straight to grip my hip. I get down on my knees in front of him and hold his neck so he'll lean down and kiss me. He does so, and rubs my hair. I moan onto his lips, which makes his hungrily groan in response. I lean back and up button his patterned shirt. He kisses my forehead sweetly as I do so. I pull his shirt off his arms to reveal his toned chest. I rub his arms and massage his biceps as he kisses me more. I get back up and he stands up with me. George reaches behind my back and unhooks my bra with one hand. I smile pleasantly as his hands reach for my breasts and massages them as he kisses my neck. I reach for the waistband of his bright red pants and I unbutton the top button. He reaches down and very quickly unzips and pulls them down. I stand on my toes and hold his head as our lips connect again. He caresses the bottom of my back. Before we know it, I look over and the bathtub is almost full. I try to talk but he keeps deeply kissing me. As much as I'm enjoying it, I pull away and nod my head to the direction of the tub and walk over there. We both take off our underwear.
"Get in there, sexy lady." He smacks my butt fairly hard making me jump. I bite my lip and shake my head as I step into the tub. He goes in right behind me and he slides down into the tub, bringing me in with him. I sit on his lap and being to make out with him even harder than before.
When things were just about the go down booming knocks sound on the front door, along with the doorbell being rang.
"Oh fu-" George sighs frustrated. "It's probably just Derek, baby. He'll go away."
I get a bad feeling in my stomach as he slowly starts to kiss me more. The pounding on the door doesn't stop. I pull away from his once more and hear a very, very ear-splitting bang.
"Oh George..." The sound made us both jump. I get off his lap.
His brings me back to him to hug me. He holds my head as if he knows what's going on. He rubs the back of my head.
"You're my everything...my absolute everything." He whispers.
"George what's happening?!" I yell as about twelve cops come running into our bathroom with their guns pointed at us. I panic and back away from George. He sits blankly with absolutely no emotion on his face. His eyebrows are slightly scrunched, but that's it. I look back at fourth and his and the cops confused.
Everything seems to go in slow motion as the cops yell at us to step out. I stand up slowly and cover my trembling body with my hands. I grab a towel sitting on the edge and wrap it around my body.
"Step out, sir!" They yell at George. My breathing gets heavier and heavier and my eyes water. George gets out of the water and steps out of the tub. He stands with his hands up, looking at the floor.
"George and Y/N Jung, you are under arrest for the possession and dispersion of cocaine."
Water drips down me to the floor as a cop comes behind me and takes my arms around my body. I begin to feel streams of tears fall down my face. My whole body is numb.
"What's happening!" I yell. George and I make eye contact. I've never seen him like this. The officer grabs my bicep and ruffly drags me out of the bathroom. He walks me through the house and outside and throws me into the back of a car. I cry hard and lean forward, hitting my head on the seat in front of me.
"George!" I yell weakly and lean back. "George..." The flashing red and blue lights blur my tears into a watercolor like scene. I close my eyes and lean my head back.
