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About Time! Jimin | Jimin x reader | ♜: Whispering dirty things into my muse’s ear
Warning: Implied smut scene, a little bit of thigh riding, a little bit of angst.
Author’s note: This part may contain a bit of a spoiler for an upcoming chapter, but I hope it is still subtle enough to not ruin the surprise or spill the hidden theories too much :’)
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jungkook being effortlessly handsome after workout 😩
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his duality is actually so insane
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“Ruhaani, get dressed, I’ll be waiting outside.” namjoon tells her before he leaves the room. Ruhaani quickly grabs her saree, and starts changing in the room. All her clothes were already prepared by her sisters. She didn’t think much and trusted them, but right now, it feels like she shouldn’t have let them decide. Because the saree and the lingerie that sits inside her bag makes her shy and blushy.
It’s not like namjoon is ever going to see that, so without much thinking, she puts on the lingerie, before wearing her saree. She checks herself in the mirror one more time, before leaving the room.
Namjoon stands outside their room waiting for her, as soon as he sees her, he’s struck by her beauty, and the pull that he feels towards her.
“you-you look beautiful, Ruhaani.” he says before leaning forward and kissing her cheek.
Ruhaani blushes and murmurs a thankyou to him, then gesturing to the direction of the door, so they can both leave.
But namjoon stops her by taking her wrists and inhaling her scent. “mhm…baby like,” he sniffs again, then pulls her closer by the waist, bending to her height, leaning his head on her shoulder. “n…nami, w…what are you doing?” Ruhaani manages to say a sentence, still stuttering over words, she grips his shirt tightly when he brushes his fingers around her waist, while kissing her neck, shoulders, and collarbones.
“I’m loving you, angel, please don’t stop me today.” he says before he tugs the blouse with her bra strap down, and kissing where the straps were. “you’re so beautiful, I almost got lost in your beauty, angel.” he continues kissing her skin, until he reaches her breasts, the curve of her breasts, her soft skin, her femininity, the way she tries to hide her responses all of her turns him on so much, tears form in his eyes, everytime he gets to feel her more, get to know more of her.
“Do i have your consent, angel?” he asks, hooking one finger in her blouse buttons, raising an eyebrow. Ruhaani loosens the grip of her fingers on his shirt and nods. “I want you to say it, angel, give me your permission verbally.” Ruhaani looks up into his eyes, answering him. Her answer brings a smile on his face, dimples showing. She pokes his dimples everytime she gets the chance to do it, namjoon only smiles at her behaviour.
“i…yes, but we…we have to leave, nam…joon,” she states the obvious, but there’s a pull between us that I can’t deny, it’s beautiful how I want her so much, she doesn’t even know about it, she does nothing yet it pulls me in like a moth to a flame. Ruhaani is magic, and I wish to unravel that magic inside her.
Not listening to her, I keep kissing her soft skin, I’m already so addicted to her, she fails to notice it, but i’m gonna make her notice it, notice a lot of things about me that she is unaware of.
She gasps at the feel of my lips sucking her nipple into my mouth, She clenches my coat tightly in her hold, and moans softly, by her soft sounds, I can tell she’s trying to hide them, I want to make sure she moans loudly, I want her to be sexually satisfied and happy with me.
I suck and lick her nipple until it is wet with my saliva, and has ruhaani looking dazed, lost in pleasure that I’m giving her.
She shivers, I feel her tremble beneath my fingers, she struggles to breathe, I trace her cheek, and bring her closer to me.
“i’m sorry for not slowing down, are you ready to leave, do you want to?”I ask her, taking her hand, caressing her fingers and kissing her forehead to calm her down.
I fix her clothes, kiss her collarbone one last time, before hugging her, she caresses my head lovingly. That feels good, I don’t tell her though, wanting to just enjoy the feel of her fingers on my skin.
“We should leave before…it’s too late.” Ruhaani says, fixing her clothes, staring at me with puppy eyes. That look, the innocence in her eyes is my undoing.
I almost push her against the wall, and kiss her. I gulp and force myself to relax, I kiss her forehead once again before taking her hand and leaving the venue.
She loosens the grip on my coat, allows herself to relax, before holding her hand in mine. The gesture makes me glad to have her as my wife. Ruhaani is slowly proving to be the wife i’ve always searched for and needed in my life.
As we leave the venue, I lean against her ear, “Love the lingerie, wear it again next time.” Ruhaani smiles shyly, and nods. Blushing furiously, she tries to hide inside my chest. “I really wanna fuck the shyness out of you, angel.” she scolds me, says my name as if it’s a protest, then squeezes my hand softly.
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Prologue — scars grow flowers.
“look! Joon-ah, we have found a daughter for your marriage, would you like to see?” namjoon’s mother sits on the couch in the living room, she takes a cup of coffee and gives him one, raising her eyebrows.
Namjoon takes the coffee from her, sipping slowly. The taste bittersweet on his tongue. “eomma, is it necessary foe you to get me married?” he asks her, placing the cup back on the table.
“oh, no! I just wanted you to know that I have a girl in mind for you, would you like to know more about her?” she says as she removes an envelope from her purse, and places it on the couch besides him.
“I don’t want to pressure you, but I dream to see you married and experience love too, the way I did,” she says, looking away to her husband in the yard, cleaning the trees, watering the plants.
He nods, “I want to think about this, eomma.” she nods frantically. “of course, take your time.” she stands up, pats his shoulder, and leaves.
Namjoon thinks about the sudden marriage bomb thrown on him, he knows his mother is not one to be persistent, about marriage, and women unless she has found somebody good, his mother has never been wrong in making decisions by herself, and he trusts them with his heart. This time though, there’s fear and anxiety coming up, gripping his chest, he doesn’t have the heart to say no to her, but the idea of marriage, relationship, brings him to tears. Years of pain keep rushing back in his mind, although he doesn’t want to experience that again, he trusts his mother to find a good partner for him.
He stands up, leaving his cup half empty, he walks to his parents, they both are busy, laughing, having fun, giggles filling the room, until he clears his throat. He stares at the envelope, but doesn’t make an effort to open it. He trusts that his mother must’ve found a partner that will help him grow.
“eomma, I would like to go forward with your idea.” he says and walks away, leaving them shocked, they didn’t expect for him to agree so easily. But, it’s good, because neither of them knew that there was something really auspicious, and divine entering their home. He doesn’t open the envelope, he trusts that his mother must’ve found a partner that will help him grow.
Here is the prologue, I know it’s short, I’m planning a longer prologue in my mind if you want one, thank you for reading, also if you want to be tagged in this fic, please fill the form of my taglist, which you can find by clicking on the word ‘spring goddess ’ in my description. Thankyou for reading.
#scars grow flowers prologue#my first fic yayy!!#please give feedback by filling the form in my description#thankyou for reading#namjoon’s story#namjoon and ruhaani#it’s here#they are gonna meet!#wooh! i’m so excited!
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Bleeding with love series.
⇾This series is not connected to the ‘hurt & healing series ’ it’s a standalone series, you do not have to read the previous series, when you start reading this series. Thankyou.
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Somebody please write possesive namjoon, where the reader/ or original female character breaks a relationship she’s in, because her partner can’t satisfy her ( he wants her to give him oral, but doesn’t do the same in return), and namjoon witnesses that, takes her home to his penthouse, and over stimulates her again & again until she says her safeword (red) & confesses her hidden feelings for him, and takes care of her later, as she is exhausted and can’t walk.
Please someone write this, I need this namjoon.
Ps. I don’t know how you are going to insert that safeword thing, but make it work and give me a fic, please.
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