Blackout | KDY (M)

Blackout | KDY (M)

Established relationship, Fiance Doyoung x fem reader

Summary: The powerful storm outside knocks your power out even though Doyoung assured you it would be fine. Luckily, he bought candles the day before just in case this happened. But even with the candles to light the dark house, you were still a bit anxious about the storm, so Doyoung decided to distract you for a bit

Warnings: sexual content, unprotected sex, breeding kink, softer dynamic, fluff (I think idk), proofread but may still be errors

Word count: 3,2k

Song recs: get you by Daniel Caesar

A/N: wrote this listening to the cutest kpop gg music you could imagine. Literally listening to achoo by lovelyz rn (stream) please lmk if I missed any warnings. Feedback is loved and appreciated

"Are you sure everything will be fine out there? It's looking pretty serious." You stood by the window of your living room staring outside at the storm.

"Well I don't know for sure, but what I do know is that you shouldn't stand near the window like that." Doyoung grabbed your arm pulling you away from the window. "It's night time so hopefully nothing too crazy happens. Are all the flashlights up here?"

"Yeah." You turned to Doyoung who put his hands on his hips with a concentrated expression. He was always so cute like that. "Babe, we're gonna be okay. There's no need to-"

The room went completely silent as your vision was impaired with the sudden blackout. All that you could see was the trees moving in the strong wind and power lines flying in different directions. You pulled your phone out of your pocket, turning on the flashlight to see in front of you.

"Babe? You still there," you said loudly, looking around.

"Yeah I'm just getting the flashlights and candles," he called from the kitchen.

"I didn't even know we had candles," you laugh.

"I bought them yesterday just in case." You pointed your phone in the direction of the kitchen, seeing him walk back with his hands and arms full. He placed all the stuff on the coffee table with a big sigh. "Wanna help me light them?"

"Of course." You sat on the floor next to him between the couch and the table. Doyoung handed you a lighter and the two of you started lighting the candles "you're always so prepared."

"In life, you always think 3 steps ahead." He placed the candle in the candle holder, carefully putting it on the table. Doyoung reached to pick up another one, but was distracted by how pretty you looked in the lowlight. Your features were soft, and the way you picked up everything was delicate.

You turned to ask him something, but was quickly humored when you caught him staring at you. Doyoung looked away from you super flustered by it. His cheeks turned a bright shade of pink, making him cover his face. You snickered as he whined in his hands from the embarrassment. Even after dating him for so long, he was still embarrassed like a middle schooler.

"Don't be embarrassed," you teased, poking him softly. "you're so cute, you know that?"

Doyoung groaned, earning a soft laugh from you. "stop, it's embarrassing."

"It's not." You continued lighting candles listening to the rain pick up outside. You set it down before turning to Doyoung who was still hiding his face. You ruffled your hands in his hair knowing that would be the only thing to make him come back to you.

"Don't mess up my hair, I spent so much time on it today," he whined, moving your hand gently.

"It still looks good. Looks like the aftermath of a long week," you said, winking at him. Doyoung, who was already flustered enough, gave you nervous laughter. "You know..these candles are kind of romantic."

"You think so," he asked, a small smile on his face. He stood up m, taking 2 candles with him setting up the room.

"Mhm," you answer. You finished lighting the rest of the candles and stood up to help Doyoung put them around the first floor. "Maybe we should be romantic while we have the chance," you laugh.

"Do you think we're still gonna have to work tomorrow?"

"Hopefully not. Hopefully a tree falls in the middle of the street. Okay…I'm all done." You turn to Doyoung who was finishing up the candles right along with you. The room looked nice and lit up like this. It reminded you of a room in a dark academia movie with all the books and papers lying around. Doyoung looked good in the low light too. The slight silhouette of his body in front of the candles was so pretty. He was so pretty, and it was starting to do things to you.

You and Doyoung sat on the couch together snuggled into one another under the throw blanket. You nuzzled your head between his neck, inhaling his cologne that you loved so much. You felt Doyoung tense up a bit, squeezing you closer into him as the storm picked up. He knew you didn't like storms very much, and you were starting to get a lot more anxious as time went on.

"You okay," he said quietly.

You nodded, planting a small kiss on his jawline. "It's getting really bad out there."

"I know," he said, kissing your forehead. "Don't worry about the storm, okay? I'm here."

"I know I shouldn't worry…but what if the tree in the backyard falls or the one across the street? What if-"

Doyoung turned your head to face him and kissed you deeply. He cupped your face, stroking your cheek with his thumb. You pulled away from him, looking up at him with adoration. He was always so sweet, never wanting you to worry about a thing.

"Don't worry about what's going on outside," he said quietly.

"Well, now I can't worry about anything because of you." You smiled, glancing at his dimly lit lips. "I think we should take advantage of this romantic setting. What do you think?"

"I think you're right." Doyoung smiled before kissing you again, capturing your lips in a heated exchange. You kiss him back, moaning softly into his mouth. Your hand finds its way to his chest, holding his shirt softly.

"I bet you were thinking about this all day," he mumbled against your lips.

His voice was so deep and raspy and you could hear the smirk in his statement. It gave you butterflies, and they immediately went right to your core. You wanted to just kiss him for the time being, just in case something bad happened outside or inside. But the way he was kissing you, the way his fingers softly glided on your arm - you needed him.

"Do you think you can distract me some more," you mumbled. You pulled away from his lips, kissing his face softly. You could feel his beard growing back and still smell the expensive skin care he loved.

"It's almost like you read my mind."

You and Doyoung move yourselves on the couch, him under you and you on top of him. Doyoung could never get over the way you looked at him. It made him feel warm and fuzzy. Not once have you even made him feel unwanted or unloved, and he hoped that it would stay that way forever.

"You're staring again," you giggle softly.

"I know." Doyoung took one of your hands and clasped them with his, squeezing it tight. "You're so beautiful."

"Don't get sentimental on me," you whine softly, but the smile on your lips was wide. You always got shy when he started complimenting you out of the blue. Doyoung was big on words of affirmation. He always had to tell you that he loves you, or anything that showed his love for you in general. You loved it because no one ever made you feel as special as he did.

"I'm not being sentimental, I'm just telling you." Doyoung kissed the back of your hand, making you even more flustered than before. "But I'll stop talking because I know you just want my dick in you."

"You didn't have to put it that way," you laugh. You leaned down, kissing him softly. Doyoung placed his other hand on your thigh, squeezing the flesh softly. Doyoung let go of your hand and placed both of them on your hips. Unconsciously, you started to grind on top of him, lips never leaving his. His hands followed your movements, pushing his hips up to get more friction.

The sound of the rain breathing the windows created the perfect white noise for you to put your focus on him. You pulled away from him, leaning lower to kiss his neck.

"God, I love you so much," he sighed.

"I know you do." You came up and pulled your shirt above your head, throwing it on the floor in front of the couch. You reached to your back, unclipping your bra. Doyoung's gaze never left your body, watching as the fabric fell from your skin exposing your chest. Every time felt like the first time. It didn't matter how many times you undressed yourself in front of him, he would still get excited and nervous all at the same time.

"I'll never get tired of this," he mumbled, eyes going straight to your chest.

"I hope you don't because I'll never get tired of you," you said softly. You lift Doyoung's shirt tugging it up. He lifts his arms helping you get the fabric off of him. You toss the shirt next to yours and shuffle off his lap to remove your pants. Doyoung started doing the same. His hands clumsily undid his belt, fingers unable to properly hold the leather because of how sweaty his fingertips were. You watched him, laughing softly as you moved his hands gently, undoing his belt for him.

"Why do you still get nervous every time," you laughed.

"Because it's you."

Your hands are on his zipper when you stop and look at him. You leaned in, kissing him quickly with a small smile on your face. "We might as well get married now since you wanna be all cute and romantic," you tease.

"But if we do that, you won't get your big princess wedding." The both of you laugh as you pull off his jeans and boxers. You run your hands down his chest, making his breath hitch in his throat slightly. The way your nails raked softly over his skin - he wanted to put a baby in you right at this moment.

You had almost completely forgotten about the storm at that point, just focusing on Doyoung in the candle light. But like always, your small fears had to betray you in some way. You glanced out the window, immediately becoming worried again seeing the trees sway in the wind and - wait, is it hailing now? The loud sound of the balls of nice hitting your window and car in the driveway confirmed your thoughts, making you knit your brows.

"I think it's hailing now, Do."

"I know, but don't worry about it, okay." Doyoung put his hand on your waist, pulling you closer to him. "Don't worry about anything. Just lay back and let me take care of you." Doyoung gently laid you on the couch, lifting your legs. You and him had discussed having children before, conversation always ending in "I don't know" or "maybe," but right now he was feeling like the answer should be "definitely."

You laid there watching him as he lined himself with your core, eyes lost in the wetness between your legs. Doyoung pushed himself into you, a sigh of relief and pleasure falling from both of your lips. Doyoung moved his hands from your thighs to your ankles, holding them tight in his hands. Your brows knit once he starts thrusting, moving in and out of you slowly.

"You remember that conversation we had about kids," he asked, breathing heavily because of the pleasure.

"Mhm," you nod, lip between your teeth.

"I..I changed my mind, I want one… now." Doyoung's other hand found its way to your core, fingers gently toying with your clit as he thrusted. He felt you shiver under his touch, soft moans filling the space of the quiet room. "Wanna put a baby in you so bad.."

You nodded, only half listening to what he was saying. And in all honesty, you wanted it too. You needed it. "Please Doyoung, put a baby in me," you moaned softly.

Doyoung kept thrusting in you slowly, breathy groans leaving his lips. His eyes followed your hands as you brought one to your chest, pinching your nipple, and the other to Doyoung's hand that was in your clit. You followed his movements, pressing his fingers on your clit harder. "Fuck," you whispered. "Faster baby."

Doyoung let go of your ankles, allowing you to readjust yourself on the couch. He leaned down, kissing you passionately as he thrusted. His movements were sharp and deep, the sound of skin slapping playing over your ears instead of the worsening storm outside. You cupped his face, moaning on his lips.

"Fuck..right there," you whined softly.

If he could, he would get your face at the very moment tattooed on his brain. You were so pretty, you were always pretty no matter what. But something about your face when you were under him, letting yourself be vulnerable despite your usual introverted nature was so fascinating to him. You always crumbled at every touch, every word, every sound. And to make matters better, you looked angelic in the candle light.

Your arms were now around his neck, forehead resting on his as the both of you moaned. Doyoung's arm snakes around your waist, pulling you closer to him. He needed to be chest to chest with you, feeling every breath you took. Doyoung slipped into the crook of your neck, planting messy kisses on your sweaty skin. You whimpered in his ears, hands in his hair.

"You sound so pretty baby," he mumbled on your skin. "I love it so much."

"D-Doyoung.." The way his name rolled off your tongue almost sent him to the moon. You clenched around him slightly, earning a small raspy whine from him. Doyoung took your left hand and pinned it on the arm of the couch above you. He clasped his hand with yours, squeezing it tightly as if he would lose you if he let it go.

He kissed you once again, tongue dancing with yours. He was so desperate for you and you could feel it. You always felt it, and it always turned you on even more. You never knew Doyoung to be a person who loved physical touch, but after you started dating him, he was like a completely different person, especially in bed. He borderline worshipped, and while it was overwhelming in the beginning, you grew to love and crave more of his attention.

Just as he pulled away, the sudden sound of thunder roared through the sky. The sound was so strong, you felt your house shake at the sound’s vibrations. The sudden noise made you jump, making Doyoung pause his movements for a moment. "You okay," he asked worriedly, scanning your face.

You nodded, giving him a small smile. "I'm okay, it just surprised me a little." You have him a quick kiss moving your arm from around his neck to cup his face. "Keep going."

Doyoung started thrusting again, a low grunt in his throat feeling you squeeze around him again. You were still cupping his face, finger tips lightly brushing his skin with every movement. Doyoung squeezed your hand again, wincing slightly at your nails digging into his skin. Doyoung started fucking into you harder, pulling louder sounds out of you.

"That..that feels good," you said between pants.

"How good baby? Tell me." Doyoung leaned into you neck, teeth nipping softly at your skin. His arm was still wrapped around your back, rubbing circles in your waist.

"Really good," you whimpered. "I'm so close Do."

His brows were knit when he lifted his head from your neck. Doyoung canned your face, a small smile tugging in his lips. He could always tell when you were close. You always tend to cling to his shoulder or grab whatever you were holding tighter, and this time it was both of those things. Your hands gripped his hand and shoulder hard, nails imprinting on his flesh. "Look at me when you cum."

You nodded, trying your best to listen and be good for him. You felt yourself become small under Doyoung's intense gaze, gulping when you felt your body begin to tense up. "Baby, I..I'm gonna.."

And just like that, you came hard squeezing around him hard. Your moans filled the room, body trembling under his when he pulled you closer.

"That's it Y/N. I know that felt good," he cooed. "Where do you want me to cum?"

"Inside me," you panted. "I wasn't kidding earlier."

"You sure? I don't mind doing it but-"

"I'm sure Doyoung." You kissed him, smiling against his lips when he kissed you back harder. Doyoung started thrusting into you again, a shudder falling last your lips. You were already sensitive from cumming first, every movement started feeling like an electrical current flowing throughout body.

"Fucking hell," you moaned loudly, throwing your head back at the feeling.

"Just a little more baby. Can you take it for me?"

"Anything for you." You were slightly slurring on your words, too overtaken with pleasure. Doyoung kept rocking his body at a steady pace, but his movements were getting rougher and rougher. He dropped his head in the crook of your neck, soft moans and whimpers leaving his lips closer and closer to his orgasm.

"Cum in me Doyoung. Make me yours."

That's all he needed. Doyoung came inside of you hard for the first time. The both of you moaned together, the warm liquid spreading inside you. Doyoung clung to your body, still holding your body close to his like you would run away from him. His breathing was heavy along with yours, breaths tickling your neck. Doyoung let go of your hand but stayed on your palm simply resting it.

"I can't believe we actually did that," he said giving you a soft tired chuckle.

"Well I can." You kissed the top of his head, nuzzling your nose in his hair.

"Are you..sure you're okay with me cumming inside you? That seemed like such a heat of the moment thing," he questioned.

"It was, but I don't regret it."

Doyoung lifted his body off of yours, staring down at your tired face. You had a happy, content look on your face, like you waited for this to happen. Just when he was about to say something thunder roared again. He looked over to the window, seeing that the hail stopped and all that was left was horrible rain. This time you didn't jump because you were so distracted by the mere thought of a mini Doyoung running around your house.

"The hail stopped.."

"I love you."

A soft laugh escapes your lips speaking at the same time as him. You licked your lips, smiling at his flustered expression. "Why are you getting embarrassed?"

"You said that out of nowhere," he said, blush spreading across his cheeks.

"Your naked and inside of me. And when you pull out, your-"

"Okay, okay. I get it. I shouldn't be embarrassed about it," he chuckled. Doyoung kissed you softly, smiling in your lips. "I love you too."

"Good. Now what are we naming our children?"

Doyoung gave you an amused look, trying to lift himself off your body only for you to pull him back down. "Y/N, we'll talk about that when I get off you."

"But I want you close," you pout.

"Okay, fine. If we have a girl, I like the name Sarah," he said, giving into your question.

"And a boy?"

"I just want girls."

"Do, that's not how it works-"

"I said what I said."

Could we get a ocxJaehyun where he’s kinda insecure cos oc doesn’t show she’s jealous (just not a situation where he tries to make her jealous on purpose pls🥺) and when he confronts her about it she’s like “you have no idea how jealous I am, I mean look at yourself 😭😭😭” so the rest of the story may be smth fluffy like healthy communication or just smut lmao.

Pls <3

Pairing: Jaehyun x You

Genre: light angst, fluff, romance, a bit suggestive in the end

Word Count: 1.3k

Summary: After posting a picture of you and your male best friend, your boyfriend turns very jealous. After all, you're always so casual about his life, so he assumes the reason behind is that you don't find him attractive and wait for someone better to come around. If only he knew.

A/N: Thank you for requesting! I went through this 2 days ago with my bf, this hit very close to home haha

“Having dinner with my best friend in the whole wide world!”

Jaehyun read the caption on your Instagram story post over and over again while his stomach dropped in the process.

The fact that the photo you had posted did not only show food, but a guy having his arm around your shoulder while you were leaning close to him put him into a rage. And his members were his target. 

Jaehyun tossed his phone back into his bag and returned to the others who were currently learning a new choreography. By the change of his facial expression alone, Taeyong could tell that his mood had entirely shifted within an instant - something that unfortunately happened too many times lately.

“What’s wrong?”

he asked with his serious leader-voice, having predicted the outcome of this situation already and wanting to prevent it at all cost. There was no way Jaehyun would disturb the entire dance practice with his jealous mood again.

“Nothing.”

How he stood there though, with the corners of his lips facing downwards, eyes dark and arms folded across his chest, now everyone was alarmed and the leader had to look over their friendship for once and put Jaehyun in his place. Again.

“If it’s nothing, then act like it. We have a concert coming up,” Taeyong addressed him. “Otherwise I will have to send you away.”

Jaehyun just grumbled something, but remained silent. His friends rather had him silent than taking it out on everyone though, which was why nobody talked to him for the remaining hours again.

When practice was over, Taeyong walked up to him and took him aside.

“I’m telling you this not only as your leader anymore, but as your friend too, okay? Talk it out with her. Either that or you won’t be allowed on your phone during practice, Jaehyun. I’m serious. Everytime something like this happens, your mood is eating you up and everyone feels it. You can’t concentrate, you can’t memorize the moves, you cannot work with the others. This has to end.”

“I’m sorry.” Jaehyun dropped his head along with his shoulders, and Taeyong felt guilty, but he had to do what he was supposed to do. 

He patted his friend’s back. “It’ll be fine.” And with a grin, he added, “I mean, look at you. You’re Jeong Jaehyun. You don’t have any rivals.”

-

“Hey, how was your day?” you asked Jaehyun after entering his apartment.

You were in a relatively good mood as you had had a great day with your best friend who was visiting the country for a month, and since he was living abroad the majority of the time, you tried spending so much with each other as possible.

The possibility of it irking Jaehyun had only crossed your mind when he started commenting on the photos you posted kind of snarky like “Oh, you’re out together again today?”, but since he hadn’t said anything directly, you had just brushed this feeling off.

Today though, he didn’t look good at all, it was written all over his face, no matter how hard he tried to conceal it with a fake smile that he usually reserved for cringy fancalls. 

“Are you okay?” you asked when you followed him into the living room. “You can tell me, you know?”

“Yeah, I’m okay. It’s just…” He took a deep breather. “I haven’t heard from you all day.” 

“I’m sorry, I was busy. You know I’m rarely on my phone when I'm with people. I don’t want them to feel like I prioritize anything else over my time with them.”

He shrugged. “But there is always enough time to post on your Instagram story.”

Jaehyun could have bitten into his own tongue as he was usually very composed, but before he could redeem himself, you had already put the puzzle pieces together. 

He was jealous.

He shook his head. “I’m sorry, I’m just-’”

You got on your tiptoes and cupped his face. “Jaehyun… please tell me exactly what’s wrong. You know there is nothing to worry about since he has a girlfriend too and that’s just how we are together. I always told you that.” 

He averted his eyes, but you remained yours. “You’re always so casual and excited about everything. You like all my posts, my stories, comment encouragingly and supportingly on them, no matter when and no matter with who. Even if I don’t find time to reply to you, even if something holds me back from returning you the same energy. Am I the only one who cares?”

“Care about what?”

“That someone might take you away from me.”

“Jaehyun…” You tilted your head. “Why would you think that?”

“Because you never reacted the same way as I. No matter where I am, what I do or what kind of videos and pictures pop up online. You never seem to be bothered, and yet here I am, not being able to return this feeling, because even when a guy looks at you, I want to get you out of his eyesight. Does it mean I’m just not that attractive in your eyes, so you’re not worried at all? I genuinely want to know.”

Your mouth stood open over the fact that your boyfriend, possibly almost every girl in your age range’s ideal type, was assuming you didn’t find him handsome. His perfect face, that graced screens, placards, phones and everyone could stare at whenever and how often they wanted. He thought he wasn’t attractive, because you didn’t show jealousy.

Of course you were jealous as hell.

You brushed with your thumbs over his cheeks, trying to ease him. “Every day, so many people get to see this handsome face and experience your kind character. Just look at yourself. Of course I’m jealous too. Sometimes, especially when you’re touring, they see you more often than I, and I get to backtrack everything online, what you’re doing and saying, after them, after strangers. And the things they write… I don’t want to see, but I cannot close my eyes. At times, the pain gets so unbearable that I have to log off and trust that you eventually call me and tell me about everything.”

Jaehyun frowned and his former dark mien shifted into a frown. “I didn’t know all that.”

“Of course you wouldn’t know, because would that benefit me in any way? No. I trust you and only you. Everyone else doesn’t matter. I don’t have any influence, so I try to distance myself from it. So, I’m sorry if you ever feel like I don’t find you attractive enough, because I don’t show it in that kind of way. It’s just… I will always get painfully reminded that so many other people feel that way too. And every single one of them would take you away from me in an instant if they ever get the opportunity.”

"Nobody will.”

“I know.”

Something inside Jaehyun cracked when he saw you being so honest and also so confident about it. So, you were feeling the same about the other, you just had different ways to express and cope with it. 

Jaehyun took your hand into his and kissed your palm. “I’m sorry for being so insecure sometimes and not having more faith. We love each other, we want to be with each other, I shouldn’t make you feel down with my problem. I should be more like you. It’s the healthier way. Please show me how.”

“Baby steps,” you told him and took his hand into yours. “But first, let me prove to you how attractive I find you.”

“Maybe it will take you more than one time to convince me.”

“That’s fine.”

NCT 127 ‘Be There For Me’

【Be There For Me - Winter Special Single】

🎧🎬2023.12.22 6PM (KST)

💿2023.12.26 (KST)

just ask; wonwoo x fem!reader

request: hi, is it possible for you to write a wonwoo smut? pairing fem reader and gamer boyfriend wonwoo? ofc fine if not, but ty if u do! &lt;3

synopsis: you're not very good at asking for things, especially not of the sexual kind. but maybe you can be driven to a point where you simply have to ask.

a/n: hiiii this took super long to write bc i got a mini-writers-block in the middle of it. i'm sorry if it feels super awkward at some points.

cw: unprotected sex, oral (fem receiving), begging, praise, use of pet names

genre: smut, established relationship

word count: 4.2k

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Wonwoo wasn't a neglectful boyfriend. In fact, he spent a lot of his attention on you. He enjoyed spending time with you, doting on you, buying you gifts, and doing anything else you would love for your boyfriend to do. But Wonwoo also has other interests, like any ordinary human person. That isn't your problem, per se. You liked that he had other hobbies, that you could be two individuals who weren't constantly dependent on one another... but right now, you felt a bit dependent on him.

No, Wonwoo wasn't a neglectful boyfriend, but right now, he was neglecting you - even if it was unintentional. While you were withering away on the bed, he was in your shared office where he had put up his gaming set-up. You loved that he played with his friends, and it was good that he interacted with people - is what you kept repeating in your head while you tried to suppress that static feeling rippling up in your lower stomach. You were immensely horny because of an event this morning, which Wonwoo had somehow completely forgotten about.

Your eyes had fluttered open to see him sleeping beside you. His bare, broad chest was on display for you, as the covers were only dragged up to the middle of his torse. There was only one thought in your brain as you reached out your hand to touch him. In his tired, still half-asleep state, he brought you closer and nuzzled his face into your neck.

"Good morning, love." His voice was raspy, it made you feel dizzy.

Your fingers went to the nape of his neck, from where they then traveled to his hair. A content sigh escaped your lips as Wonwoo placed soft kisses all over your neck.

"Is my baby feeling a bit needy today?" He laughed lazily as you tried to press yourself closer to him.

"Mhm..." you hummed. "You look so good, so, how could I resist?"

He looked up at you, squinting ever so slightly because he still hadn't gotten his glasses from the nightstand, and gave you a tired smile. It was his thanks for the compliment.

"I'm sorry, love, I really have to leave as soon as possible." He shifted around in bed before he sat up.

Before you could start whining and complaining, Wonwoo pressed a kiss on your cheek. You watched him put on his glasses and walk over to the dresser to find some clothes for the day.

"I promise that I'll give you some extra attention when I get home tonight, okay?" he said when he saw your disappointed expression.

"I'll keep you to that," you said and went back to sleep.

You hadn't kept him to it. Wonwoo came home, the two of you ate dinner together, and you said you wanted to go to bed. He just kissed your cheek and said goodnight. It left you confused and somewhat irritated, but he couldn't exactly read your mind - so how could you blame him? You had trouble with telling him what you wanted. It felt embarrassing to admit having needs, for some odd reason. While it was something that you both had actively worked on, you hadn't ever initiated something on your own. He always had to encourage you to tell him what it was you needed. It was fun to have him tease you and lead you to say what you wanted, but you still felt embarrassed to ask for something so out of the blue.

Which is why you were walking back and forth in front of the office door. Blue light streamed out of the crack in the door, and you could hear Wonwoo talking into his headset. His voice was low and raspy, just like this morning, and it definitely didn't help your state of mind. Your fingers gripped at the hem of the shirt you were wearing. It was Wonwoo's shirt, one that you had stolen from his wardrobe earlier this evening. You had wanted to be bold, so you were only wearing a pair of black, lacy panties underneath - which you knew were his favorite of yours - but now you were regretting it. Maybe it was a dumb idea, maybe you should just go to bed. But you wouldn't be able to sleep much if you went to bed now.

"Baby? Is that you?" You heard Wonwoo call out for you.

You peeked your head through the door after opening it ever so slightly. His eyes met yours. He looked tired, but he was still smiling warmly at you.

"Thought I heard someone outside..." he muttered and motioned for you to come in. "You can sit with me if you can't sleep."

Usually, it would be precisely what you needed - but not right now. You didn't say a word. Instead, you just went to sit by your desk. Wonwoo turned his gaming chair around to look at you, looking a bit confused. As if it were the most obvious thing ever, he patted his lap to signal for you to sit there instead. Your office chair was safe. There, you could wriggle around uncomfortably as you watched Wonwoo tap away at his keyboard. He would never know that you were struggling if you sat in your chair but, of course, he didn't want you to sit there. Whenever you had trouble sleeping, you would come into the office and sit on his lap. It was your routine, and Wonwoo didn't break routines. Hesitantly, you made your way over to him.

"I don't want to interrupt your game..." you mumbled as an excuse.

"You're not," he said casually. "We're in the waiting lobby right now, and I turned the mic off. I'm just going to play one more round and then I can take you to bed."

His hands were on your waist, pulling you in closer and urging you to sit down on his lap. You knew he loved to have you sit there while he played since he had frequently called you his little blanket. Right now, you weren't his little blanket, you were just his incredibly horny girlfriend, and you just wanted him to see that without any questions asked.

"Come on, baby." He interrupted your racing thoughts. "I really don't mind, okay?"

Of course he would worry about you feeling like you were being clingy. For someone so good at reading people, he really couldn't read you at all. Or maybe he could, and this was all some sort of game. You couldn't think much longer because he pulled you closer and made you sit down. Usually, you would sit with both your legs across his, but now he managed to sit you down in a straddling position. Wonwoo was going to be the death of you.

"There you go, sweetheart," he muttered as he turned his attention back to the game. "I'm turning the mic back on, okay?"

You hummed because that's all you could manage to do. Wonwoo was so close, yet so far away, from where you needed him most. Instinctively, you hid your face in the crook of his neck. After turning on his mic, his hands traveled back to your waist to keep you steady while he adjusted himself in the chair.

"Sorry about that, I just had to take care of something," he said to his friends.

As he adjusted himself, his crotch just barely brushed against your core. You let out a whimper, loud and lewd enough for people to hear and understand what it implied, and pushed yourself deeper into the crook of his neck in an attempt to hide it.

"Ugh, don't tell me-" you heard a disgusted voice through his headset followed by many people laughing.

"Wait one more second..." Wonwoo sighed and turned off his headset again.

He gently peeled your head away from him so that he could look at you. Your face was bright red, and it only got worse when you met his eyes.

"Are you okay?" he asked with a knowing smile.

"I'm fine," you squeaked out.

"Are you sure, baby?" His smile became smugger. "You don't need me to take care of you?"

One of his hands went from your waist to the hem of your shirt to creep up under it. You sighed at his touch, trying to put your head back into the crook of his neck. Wonwoo only pushed you back to keep you looking at him.

"I know you need something..." He sucked in a sharp breath as he took a look at the panties you were wearing. "And you're very clever, but that's not going to fly with me, sweetheart. You know you have to tell me if you want something."

"... could you turn off the game?", you asked.

"Of course, baby." Wonwoo turned his mic back on, "Hey, I have to go... I'm sure you can win the next round without me, right?"

Many complaints were heard through the headset, but Wonwoo only chuckled and started turning everything off. Inside, he was burning up, but he was trying to keep calm in front of you. He wanted you to feel comfortable asking for things, and if he constantly took control, you wouldn't get to practice that. Now you were looking like you were about to explode - and while Wonwoo didn't like that you couldn't ask for things, he definitely enjoyed teasing you about it.

"Turned everything off for you, love," he hummed. "Can you tell me what you want now?"

"I want..." You trailed off and started to play with the neckline of his shirt, to keep yourself distracted.

The room was dark now, the only light coming from outside the office. It acted as a reminder that you hadn't turned off the lights in the bedroom.

"Do you want to go to bed with me?" he asked with faux innocence printed all over his face. "Want me to hold you until you fall asleep, hm?"

Any other day, this would've sounded like a complete dream. Right now, he was just a little bit off the mark.

"Not exactly..." You cleared your throat. "But I do want to go to the bedroom."

"Then let's go."

Wonwoo lifted you up. You let out a yelp and quickly wrapped your arms around his neck to stay stable. He walked through the apartment, and when he got to the bedroom, he put you down on the bed. Wonwoo already knew what you wanted, so it wasn't weird of him to turn off the lights and pull his shirt over his head.

"Can you tell me now, princess?" he asked sweetly as he tossed his shirt to the side.

You were sitting at the edge of the bed, your feet touching the floor. Wonwoo crouched down in front of you, settling himself between your legs and leaning his cheek to the inside of your thigh. He was waiting.

"Well, it's about this morning..." you mumbled, "You promised that you would..."

"Sorry, honey, I can't hear you." He planted a quick kiss on your thigh. "Please speak up for me."

"You kind of... left me hanging this morning," you said as your face turned bright red. "And I tried to just... fix it by myself, but-"

An exasperated sigh escaped your throat and you covered your warm face with your hands. You could hear Wonwoo snickering, and you wanted to shut him up.

"I want you," you said and put your hands back down. "And you said that you would when you got home, but you didn't."

"I'm sorry, love," he said with a heartwarming smile. "Just use your words, and I'll do whatever you ask of me now."

Whatever you ask. That was a big promise.

"Could you kiss me, then?", you smiled at him.

He was very close to starting laughing at you. Out of everything you could've asked for, you wanted a kiss. But it was progress, and he couldn't deny you anything when he had promised to do whatever you asked. So he stood back up, gently pushing you to lie down with your back on the mattress, and took off his glasses. When Wonwoo's lips met yours, you couldn't help but let out a content hum. He was soft and careful, and you wanted just a little more. Your arms wrapped around his neck again to bring him in closer. One of his hands was on your waist, while the other one cupped your face.

"I want more," you murmured against his lips once you got the courage.

"Yeah?" he placed another kiss on the corner of your mouth.

"Mhm..." you hummed as he pressed more kisses down your neck and collarbone area. "Could you... I want you to eat me out."

Wonwoo almost choked on nothing, you had never been quite this forward... but he definitely enjoyed it.

"Anything for you, my love." He grinned and placed a peck on your lips before traveling south down your body.

Your bottom lip slipped between your teeth as his pointer finger slipped under the band of your panties. Wonwoo was back in the position he was in before, crouched in front of you. His finger left the hem of your underwear as he let his thumb graze your clothed core.

"My poor baby..." he cooed as he felt the wet patch on the fabric. "You really got yourself worked up."

"I tried to tell you..." You twitched under him as his thumb accidentally grazed your clit.

Wonwoo's pointer finger was back under the hem of your lingerie, but this time it was to slide them down your legs. A few kisses were placed against inside your thighs while Wonwoo was spreading them apart before you felt him blowing cool air on your pussy.

"Wonwoo..." you whined and wiggled your hips.

"I know, I know, baby..." he said.

When you first felt his tongue on you, a whimper fell out of your mouth, and you instinctively tried to close your legs again. With gentle yet demanding hands, Wonwoo pulled them back apart.

"I have barely done anything, sweetheart." He chuckled almost devilishly. "Stop squirming for me, okay?"

You only nodded because that's all you could muster. As Wonwoo laid his tongue flat against you, your mouth fell open in a silent plea. He kept his ministrations at a steady pace, making you fall into a rhythm of grinding on his tongue. To stop you from moving, Wonwoo put his arm over your hips so that he could start sucking on your clit, pushing your shirt up ever so slightly in the process. Your hands went from gripping the sheets to holding onto Wonwoo's hair, trying to get him closer.

"It feels so good..." you whined in between soft gasps.

It felt like you were flying as if your back was no longer touching the soft sheets on the bed. The static you had previously felt in your stomach started becoming clearer, turning into a coil that was about to snap. You tried to move again, but Wonwoo was holding you in place. Suddenly, he pulled away and replaced his tongue with his fingers, not letting your climax slip away from you.

"Baby, please..." Your voice went hoarse as you whispered out the words in a prayer "... need your tongue..."

"Beg for it." He pressed a few kisses to your thighs.

For the first time in a while, you looked at him. The lower half of his face was covered in your juices, his pupils completely blown out, and his hair a complete wreck from your relentless pulling. There was a familiar look in his eyes, he wanted to make a mess of you.

"Please..." you whimpered as he kept rubbing his fingers on your clit.

"I'll need a little more than that, sweetheart..." He started slowing down the pace of his fingers.

"No, no, no..." you whined. "Please don't slow down... I want you to make me cum, please make me cum."

"Such a good girl," he praised.

And so his lips were back on your clit. The fingers that had previously rubbed at your clit, now covered in your slick, were starting to prod at your hole. As he pushed inside, you let out a loud moan, slapping your hand over your mouth as a reaction. Wonwoo didn't have the time to tell you to make as much noise as you wanted to, as he was all too focused on getting you to reach your orgasm. It was overwhelming, he was everywhere, and all you could feel was him and that damn coil in the pit of your stomach. You pulled on his hair again, and he groaned against you in response, the vibrations of his voice sending you over the edge. As you spasmed and wriggled around, he held you down and let you ride out your orgasm over his face. After you had calmed down, he placed a few kisses along your hips, trailing them up your body and pushing up your shirt in the process.

"Thank you..." you mumbled out in your delirious state.

"You did so well for me, sweetheart," he murmured against your skin. "Help me get this off, yeah?"

With Wonwoo's hand supporting your back, you sat up and pulled off the shirt. When you had thrown it to the side he laid you back down. His kisses didn't stop, his soft lips soothing you as your breath got back to its original rhythm.

"Let's get you comfortable," he said, mostly to himself, as he helped you shuffle up the bed to lay your head against the pillows.

You took his face in your hands and brought him in for a kiss. He smiled against your lips, pulling away just a few seconds later. When you looked up at him, you saw the most beautiful piece of art your eyes had ever had the pleasure to witness. With much effort, you leaned up and placed many pecks all across his face in between giggles. Wonwoo's eyes were shut tight, as he let out a breathy laugh at your behavior.

"Do you want to go to bed?" he asked when you laid back down. "I don't mind if you're too tired to keep going, you know."

You shook your head and gave him a small smile. Everything about this moment made it seem like you were floating on a cloud; the fluffy sheets, the warm feeling in your chest, the high that you were still coming down from, et cetera.

"Words, darling." He chuckled and put his face in the crook of your neck.

"I want you," you said as you drew small patterns on his back. "And I want to keep going."

Wonwoo hummed, confirming that he had heard you, and placed some kisses on your neck and collar bone area. The two of you laid there for a while, relishing in each other's touch and scent. There was no rush to get it over with.

"Talk to me, love.", he said and leaned on his elbows that encapsulated your head, "What do you want me to do?"

"I just want you inside of me...", you whispered out, and when he reached for the bedside table you added, "No condom."

He raised his brows at you, looking for any sort of hesitation in your eyes. There was none.

"Are you sure?"

"I'm on birth control... I started it a few weeks ago, I just forgot to tell you", you assured him, "I want to feel you cum inside me."

"Since when did you become such a dirty girl?", he chuckled and pressed a few more kisses to your jawline, "I don't mind, of course... but keeping secrets from me? That deserves a punishment."

His voice was gentle, his touch even more gentle. It almost felt like a feather lightly tickling your skin as he ran the back of his fingers up and down the skin of your stomach. There was a tightening sensation in your chest as you watched him litter your chest with kisses. Treating you like treasure was Wonwoo's favorite pastime, which is why he loved taking it slow with you. Sometimes he would be rough and mean, but right now he only wanted to make love to you.

"What kind of punishment?", you asked with a satisfied sigh.

He paused and looked at you, slightly confused because he had completely forgotten that he had ever mentioned a punishment. Drunk off of your body, and the aphrodisiac feeling he got from the thought of getting to cum inside you, made his short-term memory foggy.

"Right..." He cleared his throat and you laughed.

"Did you already forget?" you asked between giggles.

"I guess you're too distracting." He chuckled. "Let's forget about punishment, I just want to feel you."

"Sounds good to me.," you hummed.

Your lips met in a beautiful dance, not fighting for power or dominance but instead completely balanced and loving. Without breaking the kiss, Wonwoo tried to take off his sweatpants and underwear. Teeth were clashing as you smiled into the kiss. Eventually, he pulled away from you to rip his unruly clothing off.

"There." He breathed out, "Come here, love."

Crawling over to him, you reconnected your lips before falling back with your back on the bed. His lips moved from your lips to your jaw and down your neck - where he started sucking small purple love bites.

"Wonwoo...", you let out a frustrated breath.

"Just let me take my time, sweetheart.", he pleaded.

"You said I'd get anything I wanted as long as I asked," you said, "... I want you to fuck me already, baby."

His ears didn't deceive him, you had used his words against him. Being an honest man meant that he couldn't back down on his promise, and Wonwoo was an honest man. And as he pushed himself inside you, you felt so satisfyingly full. An utmost sinful prayer of his name left your lips as he started moving. Over and over again you found yourself in a new realm of heaven. Moans slipped past your lips, which he silenced with a kiss. His hands were on either side of your head, holding himself up as he thrusted in a slow yet delicious rhythm. Your arms were wrapped around his neck, holding him close to you. When he pulled away from your lips he gave you a drunken smile, a way of saying how good he was feeling without the usage of any words.

"Wait, let me just...", he trailed off as he grabbed a pillow.

A whine escaped your lips as he pulled out. What could possibly be so important that he would interrupt this? But as he put the pillow under your hips and pushed back inside you, you knew why he had wanted to do it.

"Feel better?" he asked breathlessly as he started a slightly faster pace.

"That's... very good..." You soughed. "Thank you..."

A few chaste kisses were placed on your shoulder as he continued bringing you to paradise. You hadn't felt this good in a while, and suddenly you were eternally grateful that you finally managed to tell him what you wanted.

"I'm almost there, baby...", he gritted through his teeth, "... want you to cum with me."

At a loss for words, you only nodded. His hand voyaged between your bodies to rub your clit, and you gasped at the new sensation. The coil in your stomach was about to snap for a second time, and you could tell by Wonwoo's sudden erratic thrusts that he was close as well. Feeling his warm seed spilled inside you as he came with a moan of your name sent you over the edge. His body fell on top of yours, and the two of you stayed there for a moment. Your hand gently rubbed his bare back, feeling the soft skin under your fingertips soothing you almost as much as him.

"I love you," he muttered.

"I love you too," you said with a small giggle. "You made me feel so good, honey."

"Yeah?" he turned his head to look at you.

"So good," you reassured him.

He placed a kiss on your cheek in response before he pulled out of you. Quiet groans could be heard through the room as the two of you moved around. Even if he had been very gentle, it almost felt like you were more tired than when he was rough. With sleepy eyes, you looked up at him and lifted your arms to him.

"Carry me, please," you said.

"You can't walk?" he furrowed his eyebrows in concern. "Did I do something wrong?"

"No... you said you would do whatever I asked.", you grinned at him.

He scoffed, but nevertheless, he lifted you up and carried you to the bathroom. You took a shower together, rinsing off your sweaty bodies with cold water. When you got out, he helped dry you up with a fluffy towel and you returned the favor by drying his hair.

"You did very well," he murmured suddenly. "With asking."

"Well, you kind of made me," you chuckled and cupped his face in your hands.

"You still did well." Wonwoo kissed the palm of your hand and grinned. "It was super sexy."

You chortled at his comment and pulled your hands away from his face. He grabbed your waist and pulled you into his chest, where he had easier access to kiss your face. Even with your wriggling and whining, you couldn't escape his strong grip on you, and you could absolutely not escape his tickling pecks... a good thing that you didn't really actually mind.

chained | jung jaehyun (M)

pairing. jung jaehyun x fem!reader

description. arrange marriages are long overdue. marriage is just a label that determines to tie you down, ruin you forever or be chained to someone for a lifetime. you tried to guess what's it gonna be, and you'll find out soon enough when you are put in a long way of realizing your feelings and the push and pull relationship with the son of your mother's bestfriend, jung jaehyun.

content. arrange marriage au, husband jaehyun!, slight angst, push and pull, fluff & smut

words. 10k

author's note. finally! I've been having so many doubts while writing this because I suddenly didn't know what to write and a lot has happened in my life. even uni gets so much worse as time goes by, but here we are. for the love of writing and for the love of jung jaehyun, chained is written. any kinds of feedback is appreciated. enjoy!

Another day means another time at the Jung's Residence. They were too kind, to be exact. That you doubt that it was your mother and Mrs. Jung's friendship. And you knew it was more than just that. Your mother had a very strong bond with Jaehyun's mother. They were best of friends. They were inseparable. However, you and Jaehyun were casual as friends.

As you grew up, and even matured, you knew the frequent visits and dinners are more than just a gathering. It was an agreement. Both made by your parents. Or your mother. She was pretty eager on getting a bloodline like the Jungs.

"Don't you think they should get sick of each other by now?" Jaehyun asks and you chuckle in response, "I've been waiting for that moment since Highschool."

Both you and Jaehyun brushed all the confusion off. You thought it was all friendship and family thing because it took them years before finally laying it before you.

Now, Jaehyun is the Director of Jung INC. And as for you, you took a job as a manager in a bank, which was despised by your parents. You settled for a quiet and normal job. Despite having a degree in business which can help your family's company but you want none of that, really.

Then one night, you suddenly have a position in your family's company. Your mother barging in your room to tell you something that you somehow expected but never believed to be true.

She holds your hand as you look at her through the light from your lamp, "You're gonna get married to Jaehyun, darling."

That's what she said. That was all. You couldn't say anything after she dropped the news and left you in your room like she didn't control your whole life by that one single decision.

And today, there is another gathering.

But this gathering is different. This was more...people. It was very crowded when you arrived. Most of the guests were smiling and looking at you like some piece of trophy, or luxury. You wouldn't know.

Your mother's smile is just as bright as the lights from the chandelier. She was elated, no, more than that. You roam your eyes around, you see Kim Doyoung walking towards you sporting a knowing smile.

"Hey, how have you been?" He says, earning a smile from you. Doyoung was always in your friends' circle of friends, not to mention that he is one of Jaehyun's closest friend. As for you, you weren't close either, just enough for a good talk.

"I'm good. How about you? I heard you're doing really...really good." Emphasizing your words because you've been hearing Doyoung's name being one of the beast in the business industry.

He laughs, his eye crinkles while he does as he drinks on his glass, "Well. Money makes me work." You laugh with him too.

He was so good in conversing that your talk got cut off by your Mother pestering you to find Jaehyun already. She pushes you to the halls after taking the staircase. "Check Jaehyun in his room. You know where he is and then come down if you're ready!" She cheerfully says as you start to walk towards the hall where Jaehyun's room is.

You were supposed to knock on the door, but it was slightly opened. And you weren't sure if you were just hearing things or something else. You peek on the space that was opened seeing nothing but the large windows on the side, then you heard the woman's whimpers and whines. Calling Jaehyun's name like a mantra.

It was then when it hit you.

They were having sex.

You carefully step back, walking very fast on the halls to the staircase down. Your heart beats fast and the panic seeps in. As you were hurriedly going down, you heard the announcement, "---Here to celebrate Y/N and Jaehyun's engagement!"

You froze, all eyes were now on you. Alone in the staircase. The guests eyes trailed behind you and they clapped and cheered, you looked behind you and seeing Jaehyun makes you sigh in relief. Releasing a smile and a nod, you go down the stairs with him following you.

Jaehyun's eyes changed. It was piercing through you. It was like he was accusing you of something. You couldn't wait to question that out.

People came to greet you both as you politely said your thank you's.

When you were left alone, Jaehyun grits his teeth. "Did you know about this?"

You quickly shake your head, "No, I had a hunch but I wasn't expecting this either."

"Bullshit, Y/N. I heard your Mom talking." You were taken aback. He was never that vulgar to you before. He was the sweet and gentle Jaehyun that you knew.

Well, not anymore since you heard the woman's voice in his room. Completely unlocking another image of him in your head that you have no business pondering over it.

"We can talk about this in private, Jae. You don't have to be so worked up right now in front of everyone. We'll find a way." You said calmly, soothing him in a way.

His expression relaxes and blurts out, "I'm sorry. I was just shocked and I heard them talking so I thought...." You nod, understanding him. You looked at him for a while, he always looked dashing in suits.

You and Jaehyun both opposed the marriage, but it was already settled. Mrs. Jung was just convinced by your Mom, for sure. Because technically, a Jung doesn't marry for convenience.

They do it for passion, or love. As what you heard.

But it was like fate. Jung INC had trouble keeping it because of the issues surrounding about Jaehyun’s father and the stocks, and your family's business was an asset. It was like a spoonful of blessings at once. And now, you and Jaehyun are married. In papers.

As foolish as it sounds, you got married. That night, you both agreed that you can both do whatever you want. In one condition, if you choose to be with another partner, you must be out of the public eye.

It's a disgrace after all, for you and for the Jungs.

Three months. You're married for three fucking months. And it’s been going on for a week now. You have your own residence with Jaehyun. You couldn't care less with him bringing his women around, but it was too frequent that it started to bother you.

You were having your morning coffee when a girl tumbled from the staircase, of course, she can't walk properly. You stared at her as she exits. Even though your room was on the other side of the hall, you could still hear her last night. Great escapade for her indeed.

Then came Jaehyun, in his suit. He looks disheveled. He smiles, a dimple showing. "Good morning, sweetheart. Coffee for me?" He says as you only look at him sternly.

You placed the coffee on the counter, walking towards him with grace. His smile was slowly fading as you go near him. You reached and fixed his tie, focusing on it. He sighs.

Now, you look at him straight in the eye, running your fingers through his hair, smoothing it.

Jaehyun only looks down at you, attentive at your movements. "Can you bring them some other place? I'm having trouble at night, Jaehyun."

He licks his lips and tilts his head, "You're doing really good at this, Y/N." He says meaningfully as you also tilt your head in curiosity, mirroring him. "Doing what? Playing housewife?"

He shakes his head, "I'll bring them some other place." He starts to walk to the front doors as you said your words a bit louder this time, "Be home at seven, please! We'll have dinner with your Mom."

Jaehyun only raised his hand in approval. You get back to your coffee on your counter, sipping a bit of it.

"Oh, dear. Jaehyun's been very good to you, right? My sweet son." Mrs. Jung or...Mom says to you.

You placed the roasted chicken on the center of the table, and looked at your wrist watch. "He should be here by now."

"He must be working hard. I heard your family's creating another branch. Are you handling that, dearie?" She inquires as you nod, "Yes. I'll be leaving in a month for that. I have to see things through."

"Good! You're finally doing what you do best." She says, a proud look is on her face. She must think that her son found the love of his life. Hate to break it to you, Mrs. Jung but what we have isn't love.

You didn't hear Jaehyun's car entering the gates, you just heard his footsteps made by his expensive shoes in the vast living room. His mother leaps with joy seeing his son walking towards the dining hall.

"Good evening, Mother." He kisses his mom's cheek as you look at him with a smile. Just a smile, he doesn't even know if it's real or not. Then he approaches you, wraps an arm on your waist and leans in for a quick kiss.

You wonder why you never get used to it. Every gathering and dinners, you always have to fake the intimacy. And with Jaehyun kissing you, you just couldn't get used to it. "How's my wife doing?" He says with a grin on his face, "Great as always, babe." You trailed off, placing a hand on Jaehyun's chest, "Why don't we sit down and have dinner? Mom?" You inquired as she smilingly sat on the side.

Jaehyun was still looking at you, he looks dazed and tired. Probably from all of this. You three all sat down and started to eat, Jaehyun's Mom had so many stories to tell and you both just had to listen. Had to laugh when it was needed and had to smile when it was worth it.

"Thank you for the great dinner, son. And of course, my beautiful daughter in law. Thank you." She says, kissing your cheek now, making you smile. "No worries, Mom. Visit us often. When I come home from the branch trip."

"Of course, dear!" She says, getting in her car and waving goodbye. Her car wasn't out of site from your gates yet.

Jaehyun faces your properly, his hands around your waist making you do the same. You look at him, eyebrows raising.

"What?" You asked, but he only looks at your lips. Seemingly in trance.

"I don't kiss dirty lips, Jaehyun." You whispered, pertaining to him kissing a girl just this morning.

"Mm, I don't kiss them. I fuck them." He said it like a whisper but you heard it clearly.

It all happened so fast and his lips are already crashing to yours. He nibbles on your lower lip eliciting a gasp from you, making you part your lips.

You have never been this intimate before.

Jaehyun placed your hand on his nape, resting it there as he deepens the kiss. His tongue explores your mouth expertly like he owns it. You let out a whimper, your hand on his nape now gripping his hair.

Jaehyun pulls away as he breathes, and you open your eyes, your chest heaving fast. He now glances at his Mom's car which is no longer in sight.

Clicking his tongue, he unwraps his arm around you. "Thank you for the dinner, Y/N." Jaehyun says, turning his back on you to head towards the door.

I don't kiss them. I fuck them.

His voice and his words linger on your mind as you stare at his back and realized one thing, he wasn't drunk at this dinner. He always was drunk. Because you could taste the whiskey every time he kisses you. This time, he didn't.

You were grateful. Your nights were peaceful and you noticed that Jaehyun was home even before seven. You don't usually spend dinner with him, just casual breakfasts that'll lead you to your works.

You wanted to make yourself a latte before having dinner but the rustling on the kitchen made you curious. You peek, seeing Jaehyun in your kitchen apron, cleaning the utensils he used. Perhaps he noticed that someone was staring or peeking from behind that he speaks, "Dinner?"

"Yeah, sure. What are you cooking?" Walking over to the counter now.

"I made lasagna, it should be eaten by now. You like lasagnas, right?" He inquires, finishing the dishes and heading to the covered platter of lasagna. He gets a plate and slices a part of it, putting it on the smaller plate.

He walks over to you with a fork in his hand and places the plate in front of you, "Taste it."

You tilted your head to the side before glancing at him and back to the plate, using the fork, you take a bite on the piece of lasagna.

Surprisingly, it was good. What can he not do, really? That's why all women go crazy over him. He's intelligent, talented, and what more? Yes, the looks. He's too good looking. You shake your head at your thoughts.

"Bad?" Jaehyun asks, a small glint of worry was on his face and you wave your hand abruptly. "No! No. It's so good. Thank you for this, can I have it tomorrow?" You say, eating another forkful of it.

He chuckles, "Of course. It's for you." He goes back to wiping the kitchen sink and it ends up with you eating what he served on your plate.

Since then, there were nights where you and Jaehyun would talk over dinner. Casual talks. Weird...but it somehow feels right for you.

"Mm-mmh, that what she said?" Jaehyun asks before sipping his glass of juice.

"Yeah. I was pretty shocked about that. They were so good together. I just hope it doesn't affect their department in any way." You eat the sliced steak, not noticing how Jaehyun looks at you while you talk.

"I was thinking-" Jaehyun was about to talk when your phone rang. It lights up and Johnny's name flashed on the screen. You picked it up without hesitations, "Hello?"

You excused yourself in front of him and cheerfully addresses the other person on the line. Jaehyun looks at you from his seat, thinking that there would be another time for you and him to talk.

After the phone call, you thanked Jaehyun for cooking another dinner and then headed to your separate rooms. You were getting ready for your flight tomorrow, you'll be on an island where another resort is in construction.

Perhaps you were too elated on going on that flight that you didn't have the time to say goodbye to Jaehyun. You looked at the window, realizing you're flying away and just shrugged, thinking that you and your husband weren't in that kind of stage. To know each other's whereabouts.

Jaehyun woke up, feeling lighter by the days. He's been good and he's been looking forward in waking up and cooking breakfast as days and weeks passed by.

He was in his usual thing, making another breakfast for the two of you when his phone rang. His brows arched, it was too early for a phone call.

"Yeah?" He answers as he hears a bunch of men on the line, "Hey, Jaehyun. It's Yuta. Taeyong's having a party tonight. You have to fucking come."

Jaehyun chuckles, "No, man. I can't."

Yuta snickers and laughs, "Come on! I heard your wife's out of town. Mess it up, man."

You're out of town. He tilts his head in confusion. No...

"Alright, man. I'll think about it." He didn't hesitate to end the call and quickly called your company number.

"Is my wife in?" Jaehyun sounded casual as possible. The other line clicks, recognizing him, "I'm sorry, sir. I'm afraid Mrs. Jung is unavailable for the rest of the week." Jaehyun abruptly ends the call again.

Fuck.

You arrived at the island. You were greeted by Seo Youngho which was Johnny on your contacts. One of the sole investor for this branch. He was tall and quite eloquent, and honestly, he is a better company than anyone else that is there for the construction.

"I think we can have another grill over there. It would be nice to have it near at the beach." Johnny nods as you suggest. It's been going on for a week now. Everyday in this island seems better but something was...off. It always felt like you’re missing something, or your days were very dull.

"If I was your husband, I could not let you leave me alone. I would fucking cancel everything just to be with you." Johnny laughs upon finishing his statement.

"Well, you're not my husband. Plus, I like him that way. Not too clingy." You retort with a wink, and you both laugh with your way of words.

Meanwhile, Jaehyun was having trouble because he can't reach you. Your number was unavailable and he was starting to get crazy. And the fact that you didn't even say anything to him before leaving? Fucking hell. He thinks.

Then he remembers.

Right. You two were not like that. You didn't have to know where he was when he was home late and he didn't need to know why you wouldn't say anything about your trip.

Quite fair.

Two weeks. It's already two weeks. You have nothing to do anymore but occationally visit the on going site. You were free to go home.

You kinda miss your own home, too. As weird as it sounds. So, you decided to go home. Saying goodbye to Johnny and that you'll both see each other again.

All smiles as your car enters the gates. You giggle as you walk your way to the front door, opening it.

It was silent, just like how it's supposed to be. But it was calming. It was home.

You expected Jaehyun to show up. It's still early after all so while waiting, you prepared some steak for dinner.

It's already six and you're done preparing. You just sat down on the sofa, watching the television to pass time. You didn't noticed how you dozed off already and you were awakened by the sound of Jaehyun's shoes on the tiled floor.

You rub your eyes as you stood up, casually saying, "Hey. Had dinner already?"

He wasn’t surprised to see you, he must’ve been informed that you were home.

"Yeah." He just nodded, glancing at you and the dining area then walking upstairs to head to his own room.

That went well.

You didn't know what feeling it was but your chest felt heavy and it was like something was poking a sharp knife on it. You sure slept with a heavy heart without knowing why.

In the other side of the hall, Jaehyun couldn't sleep. He saw you again after weeks. He fucking missed you. He didn't know how to show it.

Should he have approached you, kissed your cheek, and hugged you tight? Or just kiss you right then and there?

He didn't do none of that. He did what you have done. Stay casual. He couldn't bear to break the limits you both set.

And he damned himself for feeling that way. And how dare you to show up looking all good and cooked dinner when you left without saying anything? Jaehyun groans in frustration as he forces himself to sleep.

Morning came, the sunlight grazes on your face. You forgot to close the curtains last night. You were exhausted from the flight and from preparing the dinner you cooked yesterday.

Fuck. You haven't eaten anything because you waited for him, and you were foolish to head to your room and sleep.

To feel refreshened, you took a long bath. Only coming out in your robe to make your morning coffee.

You see Jaehyun on the counter, clicking his tablet and looking disappointed by it. "Everything going well?" You startled him by speaking suddenly.

He smoothly runs his eyes to your form, noticing the skin between the valley of your chest then proceeds to sip on his cup. "No shit. The interns are pretty bad this month."

"How so? Can I see?" You eagerly peek on the screen, Jaehyun gives you the tablet instead.

You lean your back on the counter as you scan the designs, not noticing the ribbon getting loose and it could reveal your insides any second now.

Jaehyun quickly puts his cup down and stands in front of you, his hands holding the ribbon of your robe. You look up to him as he genuinely looks down, tying it properly.

The tablet no longer has your attention. Jaehyun, who's inches close to you and tying your robe has your whole attention.

"Pretty bad, right?" He says, bringing his eyes to yours. He was pretty taken aback by how mezmerizing you look and how puzzled you are right now.

You don't know what to feel and what to do. You just said what you had to, "Jae," You start off, placing the tablet on the counter.

He leans closer, eyes looking at your lips. "Hmm?"

You exhale as you placed your hand on his shoulders, inhaling his scent as you also lean forward. Making your face an inch closer that you can smell his breath.

"Damn it." Jaehyun's the first one to lose his cool. He crashes his lips to yours, ravaging your mouth like it's his.

He cradles your face while he explores your mouth. Tongues clashing and bodies pressing together, wanting to feel more of each other.

Jaehyun's slides his free hand inside your robe, groping your breasts as his kisses traveled to your jaw down to your neck. You can't help but moan at the sensation he's giving you.

"Jaehyun, please." You plead, not knowing what you were pleading for. Jaehyun halts and looks at your face properly.

"What do you want?" Jaehyun says, almost a whisper. He feels weak being this close to you.

You weren't any better. You wanted him. You leaned your head back, exposing your neck. You hold one of Jaehyun's hand and painfully runs it lower until his palm touches you down there, "Touch me,"

"Fuck." Jaehyun hisses, his fingers already parting your folds as you shut your eyes at the sensation. "Is this for me?" Jaehyun asking the obvious question as you nod in response, you were soaking wet for him.

Your robe was discarded by Jaehyun easily. Making him take one nipple in his mouth sucking it deliciously while his finger penetrates your entrance.

"Oh god, yes," You call out his name as his warm tongue plays alternately on your nipples and without warning, he slid two of his thick fingers inside you.

Biting your lip and shutting your eyes tight, you were completely sprawled out in the cold marbled counter. Jaehyun was enjoying the way your face contorts with pleasure while he was looking up at you, gently biting your nipple.

"Fuck, just like that. Just like that.." You moan wantonly as Jaehyun curls his finger inside you. You heard him chuckled lowly, your hands gripping the ends of the counter, holding on to your dear life.

"Come for me, darling." As if on cue, Jaehyun's words pierced through you. Your body convulsed and your legs shake as you reach your high. Your eyes rolling to the back of your head as you let out a scream.

You just got finger-fucked and you've never been satisfied before. How much more if--you quickly got out from your daze, looking up at Jaehyun while he kisses your abdomen lower. You know what he's gonna do next, but the pleasure was too much.

He was now crouching down, your hand flies to his hair as his lips come in contact with your clit. "No more, please. I can't take it---Jae." You whimpered as he licks a stripe on your folds, "Oh my god,"

Jaehyun's chuckles again, vibrating on your skin, and he speaks, "You don't want it?"

Before you can even respond, he's already eating you out. Licking your pussy without abandon. His tongue swirling in your entrance. "Mm, you taste so good."

You harshly tug on his hair, screaming his name as your second orgasm approaches. "Please, please, please," You chant like a mad woman while he's flicking his tongue on your swollen folds.

Jaehyun suddenly stops, making you whine at the lost contact, you notice him pull his sweatpants down. His cock springing free, and he guides it to rub on your folds.

Your pupils dilate as you see all of him. Your mouth salivating at his size because...damn. He's gonna ruin you so good.

He stokes his length as his other hand soothes on your thighs, "Are you ready?" His voice was controlled and firm. As if he was ready if you ever said no.

You looked up at him and nodded, and spoke in a womanly voice you never knew you had. "I need you so bad, Jae." He looks relieved and his eyes shifts into something between lust, desire, and evident want for you.

Jaehyun seeks pleasure as he slides the head of his cock, his eyes shutting close as he sheathes fully inside of you, feeling your walls envelop him. "Jesus, fuck."

Your face contorts with pleasure, you were so full, so full. "Jaehyun,"

Your other hand stayed gripping the edge of the counter while the other reaches for Jaehyun's hand, intertwining it. “You’re so big, oh my god.”

He chuckles darkly, “Yeah?” Then he now looks down at you as he bottoms out and deliciously slides inside. It felt so good that you were chanting his name, to urge him to go faster.

And Jaehyun didn't hesitate in obliging, he pinned your intertwined hands on the counter as he thrusts inside you at a fast pace making you scream every time he hits that spot of yours.

"You're fucking perfect," Jaehyun whispers to your ear as he buries his face in your neck, hips snapping at an inhumane speed. The skin slapping sounds can be heard all over the dining area, your skin on the marbled counter felt cold, but Jaehyun made you feel so much more.

"I'm gonna come, Jae. Harder please, please." You were almost crying because of the pleasure, your voice shook as you called for his name.

Jaehyun's pleasured grunts and groans made you reach your peak. Your mind goes blank and your legs shakes as you reach your high.

Jaehyun was still thrusting inside you, his release nearing. It didn't help when your walls were clenching mercilessly on his cock. He silenced his moans by looking up and kissing you sloppily as he cums inside of you.

You were still in a daze as Jaehyun kisses your lips, you felt how full you were and how amazing he made you feel.

Jaehyun thought it was a normal thing to do. You approached him first, placed your hands on his shoulders and leaned closer, what the hell was he supposed to do other than kiss you?

"The rumors are fast to come around." Yuta starts another kick for a conversation.

"Like what?" Jungwoo asks.

"Like Jaehyun does not like someone kissing him. I heard Irene complaining over it. She said she was like a fucktoy that he could bend over and come but never kissed."

"I saw him kiss plenty of girls before though?" Doyoung chimes in.

"You mean those models and-,"

"Seems to me he's pretty selective of pussy." Yuta laughs as he drowns another glass of alcohol.

Jaehyun drinks his glass of whiskey as he stares at the table. Across them is a bunch of women who are also drinking, and one of them approached, Doyoung recognizing her as she nears their table.

"How many bottles did this asshole finish already?" Tifanny asks his company only to have Yuta shrugging to her question. She knew that these men would not stop until they were drowning alcohol in their system and so she urges Jaehyun to go home.

"Oh my god, you look like you got your heart broken. Let's get you home to your wife."

Tifanny had Jaehyun in her car while her driver was the one who drove the latter's car, in the hopes of having to talk to the man. Tifanny knew Jaehyun had troubles expressing his feelings even then, they were like next-door-cousin but she just let him have his peace.

He was silent the whole ride, looking at the window and massaging his temple. He didn't looked drunk but he reeked of alcohol.

And you, you stayed up waiting for him. He might come home or he might not. There's just no getting over the fact that what happened this morning means something. You want to tell him you missed him. Even though you're not sure what it means.

The gates opened, two cars approaching the facade of your house. You squint your eyes. Seeing a familiar woman letting Jaehyun out from her car.

You opened the front door, you saw her and your husband walking towards you.

"Y/N! My god, he reeks!" She says, letting Jaehyun walk by himself towards you.

Tifanny, on the other hand, holds both of your shoulders. "I missed seeing you in parties! I don't know what exactly in the world happened but that-," she points at Jaehyun, "-man. I don't know why he's like that."

You smiled and thanked her as she walked back to her car, he was one of Jaehyun's friends and who knows if she was a better option than you for his arranged marriage?

Shrugging the thoughts in your mind, you went in with Jaehyun on your side. You were holding his waist as his arm was placed around your shoulder.

Jaehyun couldn't even process that he got home and the heat from his side came from you, and he whipped his head harshly to look at you.

"What?" You ask, looking at him a bit amused.

"You look good." He nonchalantly relays his compliment making you laugh, "Jaehyun, I bet you can't even see me properly."

He now faces you, his hands are casually wrapped on your waist. "No, I can see you clearly." He squints his eyes, "Are you my wife?"

Your lips twitched at his statement, you felt like you could cry. You were too soft for this.

You ran your fingers through Jaehyun's hair as you look at him, "Mm-hmm, I'm your wife."

Jaehyun lets out a groan, "Damn. He's a lucky man." He suddenly kisses the side of your lips and lets go of you, "I'm--- gonna sleep now. Good night, darling."

You shook your head and a ghost of smile is on your lips. And you flinched when you realized that you smiled. Because of Jaehyun.

You cooked breakfast the morning after, you were early and when Jaehyun walked outside his room heading to the kitchen, he couldn't say no to you and your sweet smile.

"Good morning," Your lovely voice resonates the dining area and your husband just nods, replying with his baritone. "Mornin',"

The silence was deafening, the clatters of the kitchen utensils as you both ate your breakfast is getting into your nerves, and when you decided to speak, Jaehyun cleared his throat.

Wiping his lips with a clean towel, he speaks. "Listen, what happened yesterday morning, it's not something I regret." Your husband says as he looks straight into your eyes.

You are going all in, risking it all to bare just a little part of you to him.

"As do I. I don't regret every bit of it. I bet everyone already expected that we fucked." You laughed, realizing that the words you chose wasn't what you wanted to say at all.

Jaehyun only looks at you, then his lips trembled for a bit, now scoffing. "Yeah, of course."

How are you so chill about this? Was it just a simple thing for you? A quick fuck? Spur of the moment?

Questions were racing in his head. You would never like him. His reputation with girls were never good, he was called a playboy, and his insides crumbled into pieces and he doesn't even know why.

"I better go now. Thanks for the meal." Jaehyun shows control over things, he just doesn't know when will it break. He just hopes it does not.

"Congratulations, Y/N! I'm so proud of you, dearest!" Mrs. Jung kisses your cheek, "The resort is so beautiful, I love it!"

You smiled genuinely, "Thanks, Mom! Couldn't have done it without everyone."

Distinguished guests paraded over you in the middle of the event. Your family's resort, the one you handled is successfully done and you couldn't be more happier.

You would be happier.

If Jaehyun arrives before the event ends. You were getting tired of waiting and smiling at people who wasn't even part of the hard work that you and your team has been through.

"Ah, there she is!" You heard a familiar voice, turning around and seeing Johnny with his friendly smile.

You mirrored his, "Thank you for coming, Johnny. And for everything."

"Thank me later." He winks as he places a hand on your back, you see a woman who was just behind Johnny seconds ago.

"This is Mrs. Kim. The owner of the Kim Chains. This is Ms. Y/N Jung." He introduces you both to each other, conversation easily being created as again, you found another prospect for the new chain of resort.

Little did you know, Jaehyun already arrived. Eyes piercing through the hand on your waist.

"Easy, man." Doyoung laughs and tapped Jaehyun's shoulder.

"Looks like she doesn't need me here." He sounded bitter. Because he is, bitter. And knowing that it will never be him. You will never like him because apparently, you found someone like the man who is beside you.

"Nah, I think she was waiting for you to show up. Where have you been anyway?" Kim Doyoung queries, a wine is in his hand.

"I was planning on making an entrance, turns out I wasn't much of a big deal."

His baritone laugh was loud enough for Jaehyun to glare at him, "What the hell, man. Stop being jelly and get your wife."

If only that was easy. Jaehyun could kiss you in front of these people, just to let them know you're his.

After conversing with Johnny and Mrs. Kim, you were left alone with the buffet, casually taking a marshmallow dipped in fondue.

"Congratulations." Hearing his voice warmed your whole body, it looks like he was already embracing you by standing behind you.

Facing him properly, you smiled happily, for the first time tonight.

"I thought you couldn't make it." You say, approaching Jaehyun and placing a hand on his chest, "I wouldn't miss it for the world. How's your night?"

Jaehyun asked as he touches your cheek with his thumb. You almost closed your eyes at the soothing sensation, "It was good, kinda tiring."

"You did so well today." He smiles, his dimples showing.

You were wearing heels but Jaehyun still towered over you, and so you tiptoed and planted a soft kiss on his cheek.

"Thank you."

Jaehyun almost thought he got blinded by how bright your smile was. At that point of time, everything stopped. It was just you looking at him, smiling brightly as ever.

"You're beautiful." Your husband looks like he was caught in a spell, he was mesmerized by you.

You chuckled, "Aren't I always?"

That's when his dimples show, laughing sweetly with how you replied. Jaehyun runs a hand through his blonde hair, "Damn right, you are always beautiful."

His friends who were watching the both of you from afar which was Doyoung, Jungwoo and Nakamoto Yuta, looked utterly bewildered. How on earth did he look so fucking love struck over a woman?

Yuta tutted, "I guess that makes one of us."

Jungwoo bristled, "Shut the fuck up, you're probably gonna get tied down next."

Doyoung watches how his other friend glared at the other, laughing at their laments.

"Uh-oh." Doyoung says as he sees a woman approaches you and Jaehyun.

You were still giggling and smiling about your conversation with your husband when someone approaches you both, caving in from Jaehyun’s back view.

"Hi! It is such a lovely night, Y/N!" Chaeyoung Park. His ex.

You were surprised to see her but it wasn't evident in your face, you had that frown and any other emotion in control.

"It is. Welcome, Chae." Your voice is controlled, or you couldn't recognize it anymore.

Jaehyun was also, in fact, shocked at the sudden appearance of his ex. They didn't have any ugly break-up, it was just casual. He didn't just see what was wrong with her being here, she's someone’s rich daughter so everyone would think that their family were invited.

Chaeyoung smiled as she inserts her hand on Jaehyun's arm, your eyes following her movements. "I missed you, Jae! You don't even visit me anymore."

Your blood boiled with anger, you looked at Jaehyun. In his head, he was ready to argue with Chaeyoung because since they broke up, they never had any other things to talk about. But Jaehyun also has something in mind.

"I'm busy," Your husband says nonchalantly, he was looking at your reaction. If this would evoke anything from you, even a little hint of jealousy, he would jump in fucking joy.

You were actually waiting for him to deny it himself, to say that they weren't seeing each other behind your back. But that was his reply. Your whole body feels like you were stinged but you won't let anyone make you feel inferior. This was purely business, and you should treat it as one.

"Well, good for the both of you. Darling, can we go to my parents' table? They were looking for you." You smiled without humor, and Jaehyun nodded casually.

"We'll leave you here." Jaehyun still says, getting her hand off his arm and goes to you, putting a hand on your waist as you both turn your back on her.

Even though you were hurting, you tried to make it look fun for yourself. To make it seem like you were unbothered.

"Still going at it with Rose?" You asked with a laugh. Rose is her other name.

Jaehyun couldn't believe what you just said, he wanted to get mad at you. He can't blame you though, you saw him bring women around and he would not be surprised if you think lowly of him. So, he decides to go on.

"Yeah." As weak as his reply sounds, it broke you into pieces.

"Wow," You blurt out, "I mean-- yeah, wow. You look good together but sadly, you're tied to me."

You love hurting yourself so much. And the amount of realizations you had these days, you were sure that you care for Jaehyun. Even deeper than that.

He feels hurt too. That's why he has his head down and was silent. He's mad and disappointed, at himself. When you both approached to the table, an organizer calls you for the closing remarks. A signal that the event is ending.

Standing in front of everyone and with Jaehyun's eyes never leaving you since you got on stage and started your speech.

And now to your ending statement, "Lastly, to the love of my life, Jaehyun baby, thank you for being my number one supporter!" You smiled as the thunderous clap booms in your ears. Your eyes starting to swell with tears but you held it in.

The event ended well, as what everyone says. It was a lovely evening indeed.

You and Jaehyun both got separate cars and you went home. He got home first, and you arrived minutes late so you expected him to be in his room.

He was supposed to be in his room, not in the stool with a glass of whiskey in his hand.

You stopped yourself from going to him and embracing him, and just forget everything that had happened. You wanted him all for yourself, but love is such a cruel game to play.

"Good night, Jae."

He hums and he weakly replies, "Mmh, good night, Y/N."

After that night at the event, everything went back to what it was. You treat each other like strangers, in your own home. You didn't know what shifted. Or did something really shifted for you and Jaehyun?

Both of you became so cautious, even avoiding each other. You thought you and Jaehyun were getting along well, or was it always like that? You had to fake everything to get by?

He has been doing a lot of work lately. Coming home intoxicated and falling asleep, then wakes up to go to the company he handles so well. He was the business man that he was, setting aside the ache and longing in his heart.

Jaehyun did not expect to be home so early today and he hasn’t drank even a bit of alcohol, he was just tired. He was out of his mind these past few days, unable to function well, only sleeping when he's already drowning in alcohol.

He was early to be home tonight. His tie loose and his cuffs are folded in his forearms. You were in the living room, doing some work.

"Hey, did you have dinner?" You asked carefully. Your eyes scanning him.

Jaehyun only shooks his head, "No, I'm good."

Standing up and walking towards him. Jaehyun made his senses active, you were strutting at him naturally.

You casually go for his tie, untangling it from his dress shirt.

"I can do it."

"Let me help." You say as you focused on getting his tie.

Jaehyun lets out a breath as you finish getting his tie off. You were now looking directly up at him.

"How have you been?"

He only peers down at you and then he massages his forehead, like he was stressed. Or he doesn't know what to do. But then he responds, "Good."

You cleared your throat at his short answer, knowing that he doesn't wanna talk to you right now, or at all.

"Okay," Nodding your head, you were ready to go back to the couch to continue your work.

Jaehyun had other plans.

You sucked an air as he swiftly wraps his arms around you just as you turned around. His forehead resting on your shoulder.

"I missed you.”

He whispered and you relaxed on his arms, leaning on his body. You didn’t say a word, only feeling the warmth of his chest in your back. This feels nice.

Jaehyun sighs as he loosens his arms around you, “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that.” He says, you turned around to properly face him and you wrapped your arms on his neck, your hand touching his nape. “Hmm, what are you sorry for?”

Your husband only looks at you, confusion is visible in his eyes.

And when he doesn’t talk, you continue. Your hand in his nape making him focus all on you. “I missed you too, Jae. You have avoided me all these days.”

It was like a light bulb clicked on Jaehyun’s head. You missed him too. Does that mean…?

Your husband casually wraps his arms on your waist tightly.

“I’m sorry for that too. It’s just---”

“You don’t need to explain everything.”

You were ready to be another girl in his life, another notch in his belt, or whatever you call it. Who cares if he’s seeing Rose when you’re his wife? On the days that he was avoiding you, you thought hard for it. And your decision was dumb, opposite to what you are (usually), you decided to be one of his girls. If that’s what it takes to get him.

And if you ever thought about falling in love with him, well, you already did. You just have to brace for the fact that he will never feel the same way as you do, and you’re okay with that.

“Hi there, you look blooming.” Joy says as she sits down, “What’s the tea?”

You laughed at her remarks, “Silly, nothing’s up. I just thought you could take a look at Suh’s company? They’ve been great.”

“Oh yeah! Heard about them, you were with them on the latest resort that you launched, right? T’was great.”

You smiled as you sipped on your iced tea, another client for Johnny. He’s been a good friend and you also help him as he helps you too.

And Jaehyun, never gets better with the man you desire.

You bite your lower lip as he bends you on his desk, the fine wood creaks on the floor, papers were falling down at the rush of what you’re doing. Jaehyun lifts your skirt up, he groans at the sight of your soaked pussy. Using his fingers, he brushes the fabric aside, marveling at the sight.

He kneels down to level at your core and you do your best not to be loud while Jaehyun licks a stripe of your folds, “This is what you came here for? Hmm?” Your husband says as he teases his tongue on your entrance.

“Yes, fuck yes, I need you.” You whimpered and closed your eyes at the sensation.

Jaehyun didn’t need to ask you twice. As much as he liked eating you out, he needs to be inside you, now. So he hurriedly stands up, the sound of him lowering the zipper in his slacks makes your pussy clench on nothing.

“Oh fuck, Y/N.” Jaehyun swears as he aligns his tip on your soaking entrance, your warm velvety hole embraces his hard tip. He lowers his body as you feel him on your back, his lips kissing on your spine. “Let me hear you, baby.”

Jaehyun thrusts deliciously inside of you making you moan, “Yes, Jae—fuck me hard.”

You could not think straight. With his hard cock brushing your insides and the sensation that comes with it. You could only roll your eyes at the back of your head with your jaw slack.

“Yeah? Feels good?” Jaehyun whispers on your ear as he picks up the pace. He was ramming inside you like there’s no tomorrow. The way he delivers his hard and deep thrusts making you arch your back and moan every time he hits your spot.

You are no longer keeping quiet or even had a care when all you can think about what your husband is doing to you.

“Give it to me, give it to me, please, please..” You pant while you say Jaehyun’s name like a mantra. He groaned, seemingly losing his restraint, which he doesn’t have in the first place because he’s literally fucking you in his office.

“Oh—god, right there Jae, I’m gonna---”

With your eyes rolling to the back of your head and your mouth opens for a silent scream, the tight knot in your stomach bursts, the sensation almost blinding you.

“Fuck yeah, that’s my good girl.” He praises you while he keeps his pace, his hips stuttering and eventually spilling his warm milk inside you.

Jaehyun breathes heavily as you let out a giggle, “Oh my god.”

He only looks at you with a grin on his face, his hair is disheveled and a hint of sweat is in his forehead.

“You made a mess of me,” You say a little bit too breathy.

“You can’t come in here looking so good, baby. You’re making me crazy.” Jaehyun says as he pecks at your lips.

You went home with a blush on your face while you strut down the halls of your husband’s company. He was good at keeping his words, and you didn’t think of anything else when you were with him. That was enough for you, or it was almost enough for you.

Both you and Jaehyun have been good to each other since you talked that night, the way he said he missed you, you held on to that. Breakfasts were nicer because he was there, eating with you and sipping his daily coffee. Lunches felt like past times when he suddenly sends you your favorite dish in your own office. And dinners, dinners were great.

It felt like you were floating when you’re with him. Like you could reach the sky, and you couldn’t have wanted more than feel the things that he’s making you feel. You swore to yourself you would be ready, when he leaves, or when he decides he doesn’t want to do this kind of thing with you anymore.

You married each other for the sole reason of helping both of your families. And you succeeded on that part. And if you did accomplish that, does that mean the marriage you both have has no meaning now?

Going home to your parents hits different now, you were smiling from ear to ear. You were excited to see them after a long time. They orchestrated everything and yet, you seem happier about it now. You casually walk to the vast hall, your voice echoing as you call them. A maid leads you to your family office, then you heard their voices from the unclosed doors.

“Jaehyun didn’t want a wedding, but he agreed once we brought up the marketing of their company. He also planned a trip to Europe with Y/N now, is he doing this because he’ll be transferred there, darling? My daughter has gone through enough, can we stop it now?”

For the first time in your life, you heard your Mother sounding so sincere. You stood there, processing their conversation.

“Honey, we can’t easily play that stunt.”

Then it struck you. Days ago, Jaehyun said that he had a trip planned out for you and him. In Europe. Of course, you were elated, but the butterflies you felt went down the drain when you heard that it was only for business. It’s all about business. Contractual.

But still, that didn’t phase you. You were expecting all sorts of thing to happen.

Until you’ve heard that Chaeyoung Park is somewhere in Europe to attend a family gathering. Fucking coincidence? You think not.

Ever since you got on the plane with Jaehyun, you haven’t spoken anything yet. You couldn’t, your insides were hurting and so you slept it all the way, and he didn’t bother you so you could rest. When you landed, you only smiled and talked when he was talking to you, and stayed silent as he does the same.

Jaehyun noticed your mood and he thinks it was just you being tired and exhausted with work and so he kisses your temple as he whispers that he’ll attend a brief meeting. He was occupied the whole time, thinking what he could do to ease the tiredness of your eyes. He can’t wait to comeback to you after the damn meeting.

 When he returned in the villa, you weren’t there. He tried calling you, even asking the staff where you went.

“She’s just in the premises, sir. We haven’t seen Madame get out.” That’s what the securities told him after checking the cameras on the entrance and on the exit. Jaehyun swears he will lose his mind, any fucking minute.

He was still pacing back and forth inside your villa and he didn’t expect you to barge inside with a bottle of wine in hand.

“Where have you been? I was so worried.” Jaehyun says as he walks towards you, holding your waist. And you laughed like a mad woman in response, “How was your dinner with your fucking true love? Or whatever, I fucking hate her.” You babble, your eyes are fluttering.

How many did she fucking drink? Jaehyun questions himself.

“What are you talking about?

"You know what I’m talking about!" You yell from the top of your lungs. Jaehyun’s eyes softens with worry.

He breathes, "Baby,"

“Don’t call me that.” You got out of his hold, your legs weak.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about but let me help you with this, okay?” He softly says as he gets the bottle out of your hand and putting it away.

“Rose, she’s here. Isn’t she?”

Your bitter voice gives it away. “No, she’s not.” Jaehyun only looks at you puzzled, “I think some of her family lives somewhere in Europe, wait-- why are we talking about her again?”

“You have a relationship with her. That’s why you came here, that’s why you brought me here! To end things with me!” The man in front of you was full of confusion etched in his face.

You leaned closer to Jaehyun, “Fuck you.”

He wants to laugh, he really wants to. After adding all what you said, it all came to him that you think he’s still seeing Rose.

“You’re fucking drunk. I wanna talk to you when you’re sober. And stop overthinking. God, woman. You make me crazy.” Jaehyun chuckles lowly as he cradles your face, “Let me take care of you, okay?”

“Mmmh-kay.”

That’s all you fucking remember.

Oh my fucking hell.

What the fuck did I just do?

“You’re up.” Jaehyun suddenly says as he leans on the doorframe, in nothing but his grey sweatpants. A smug grin is on his face. “Let’s eat.”

He walks out and you can see his broad bare back until he disappears to the dining. You grabbed a pillow and dipped your head on the soft thing. Fuck, fuck, fuck!

You washed up for a bit and got dressed in your comfortable sundress. You composed your thoughts before arriving at the dining area, seeing Jaehyun, who’s already in his shirt while sitting on the two seated table which was filled with delicious looking food. Your mouth watered instantly at the sight, forgetting the events from the night.

“Wow. I’m famished.” You say as you look at the fluffy pancakes with chocolate. Your husband adores the sight of you being excited to eat.

“I bet. They arranged it prettily.” The utensils clatter and your hums and approval of the breakfast plate was the only thing you did. Jaehyun smiles brightly to see you happily eating.

“They’re good. So good. Cant wait for lunch.” You say and Jaehyun chuckles, “Yeah?”

“You look gorgeous, by the way.” He says as he looks at you genuinely. You shyly tilt you head and whispered a small, “Thanks.”

A comfortable silence passed and Jaehyun speaks again, “Can we talk about what happened last night?”

There it goes. You nod in response. In truth, you’re scared. Even though you remembered his words.

“There is nothing going on with me and Rose, the thing that I said to your party? It wasn’t true, it was me trying to see your reaction and I’m sorry if it bothered you in any way. I swear to God, baby. I wanted to take you here because I want to spend more time with you. Not with any other reasons.”

Jaehyun says his words carefully and as if he’s blaming himself for what you were up to last night. Your heart slightly jumps at his words. He was trying to see your reaction that time… and he took you here because he wants to spend time with you.

You breathed out, ready for the words to slip out from your mouth.

“I think I’m falling in love with you, Jaehyun.”

Jaehyun heard what you said clearly, but it looks like he needed to hear it again to confirm that he wasn’t just hearing things.

“What did you say?” He says as he reaches his hand to you, holding yours while caressing the top of your hand.

“I told you I’m inlove with you.” Looking shy with your confession, your head slightly looks at the floor.

“Thank fuck for that because I’m hella crazy for you.” Jaehyun says as he smoothly brings his chair beside you. His hand cupping your chin for you to look at him, and you do. You meet his eyes, and he inches closer, “I’m falling hard for you, you know that right?” He whispers before he leans in, his soft and plump lips colliding with yours. It was a soft kiss, so soft that you felt like melting.

And as if it wasn’t enough for Jaehyun, he speaks again. Or more like declaring something. “You’re chained with me.”

You smiled at his words, “I’ll forever be.”

Staring at someone you realize that you cherish dearly feels like you have all the luxuries in the world. It feels like bathing in a warm and smooth water, it just feels so…good. Jaehyun makes his way to you after he just finished presenting his new proposal for their company. A series of thunderous clap was what met him.

“Incredible.” You say to your husband as he raises a brow playfully.

“You look so fucking good, baby.” He occupies the seat next to you and kisses your cheek.

You gently hit his chest at what he whispered. Warning him, “Jae.”

“I’m telling the truth, I can’t wait to get out of here.” He says, his dimples showing and he shoots you a look.

“You can have me all you want but please stick your eyes in the front for now, babe.”

Jaehyun bites his lip and a smirk is on his face, eventually paying attention in front with his hand on your thigh.

His eyes was surely looking in what's before him but his thoughts are full of you. It still feels surreal to him that he wakes up to you in the morning and he gets to lay in bed with you every night. Damn.

You both stumbled on the living room, Jaehyun kisses you passionately as soon as you got inside the house. His hands impatient, caressing here and there, craving for you like he didn’t make love to you in the morning and even before the event.

“You’re perfect,” Your husband whispers as he trails kisses on your cheek down to you jaw, “I love you so fucking much.”

I love you too, Jaehyun.

Running your fingers through his hair, you released a breathy moan, “Easy, daddy.”

You felt Jaehyun stiffen and his eyes are now more clouded with lust, “You asked for it.”

Giggling at his response, he starts to continue kissing your throat down to your collarbone, making sure he leaves marks of blue.

Jaehyun never fails to bring you to your peak, he was insatiable. He took you all over again and you were determined to give him more. Lying in bed and seeing you first thing in the morning was enough for him to settle for a lifetime. And for you, you think this is the happiest you’ll be.

Thinking that, you will be happily chained with him, forever.

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