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justimajin · 6 years ago

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A Lovely Little Mess [Epilogue (M)]

→ Pairing: Seokjin x Reader

→ Genre: Fluff, Angst, Smut

↳ Pregnancy AU, Friends to Lovers AU

→ Words: 6.5k

→ Warnings: explicit smut, a lot of fluffy goodness, jin being an absolute sweetheart

→ Summary: Flash forward 2 years later, life has seemingly calmed down for you - you had your daughter, you graduated, you married your best friend, yet a big question was still left to be answered....oh yeah were you and Jin going to have kids of your own?

→ Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Epilogue(M) - drabble

Author’s Note: last chapterrrrr :D

Two years later....

Your black heels click loudly on the while tiled floor, willing themselves along the way so that you run properly. Double checking your watch you quickly race to your superior’s office, already aware that he wouldn’t withstand you being this late again but you had no choice in the matter.

Dressed in a white suit, he leans against his desk watching the clock and you bite your lip at your tardiness being noted down by him. Quietly walking in, you place the new article on his desk and he gives you a smug smile.

“Only 20 minutes late....” He hums, picking it up to examine the content you came up with. His hair was dyed black today and you were surprised from the change, always seeing his hair being dyed strange colours over the course of your employment.

“I’m so sorry Mr. Min.” He points to a section.

“This, right here, I don’t like it. Fix it.” He hands you the article back and you’re still astonished by the man’s ability to read so fast.

“Yes sir.” You turn to leave, but his voice cuts in.

“Take your time fixing it, it isn’t easy being a journalist coming up with a new article so you want to make sure its perfect.” You nod, closing the door on your way out. That’s what probably confuses you the most about Min Yoongi, one moment he’s being strict with you, nit-picking all the little mistakes you’re doing but the next moment he’s looking out for you, not wanting you to fall straight on your face.

Hoseok has some of the weirdest friends...

However, you definitely were glad, if it wasn’t for Hoseok introducing you to Yoongi with a job offer in hand, you would have still been looking for a one. Ever since you had your daughter, you had been struggling financially, and any help at the time went highly appreciated from you.

Your daughter, Jiah, was now at the tender age of two years old and was growing up so fast you couldn’t believe she was just born a few years ago. After having her, you eventually did graduate, the experience not exactly being so great since you had recently turned into a mother. Jin had never once let your side, graduating with you and then opting to work at a local company nearby – ensuring one of you were home on time for Jiah when she left the daycare. He had proposed to you a year later, earning enough money to buy an engagement ring and then marrying you. The shining jade necklace was replaced with a simple diamond ring instead, and you soon found out he had consulted your mother about it before making the decision.

You had talked to your mother about the pregnancy ultimately, scared she would be furious, but with some encouragement from Jin you decided to do it. You’re speechless when you finish explaining what happened to her, because you don’t expect her response at all.

“Y/N are you okay?” She says, voice sounding quiet.

“Yes Mom...I’m doing fine.”

“Thank god.” She whispers, relief being in her voice before the tears come out. She never got to properly visit you at college, always working, but you were her top priority and to think you had gotten pregnant leaves a heavy weight on her.

Not because you were, but because you were scared to tell her.

“M-Mom I’m sorry for not saying anything sooner.” Jungkook really did make you lose track of everything important in your life.

“Y/N...”

“Yeah Mom?”

“When can I see my granddaughter? And your husband?”

A small smile makes its way to your face.

She would come to visit you more often, helping you out with Jiah and teaching you how to properly take care of her. Her and Jin get along so well, moments where they would cook together leaves a fond smile on your face, looking like a perfect mother and son-in-law pair.

You reach the familiar coffee shop, trying to squeeze through the crowd of people that wanted to get a taste of Hoseok’s famous latte’s and you laugh. What once was a place that would be your comfort turned into a place Hoseok could only dream of, customers always filling in the seats that used to be empty. The scent of fresh coffee wafts through the air, and you spot a familiar booth in the corner. Sitting down you smile at Mina.

“Were you waiting long?” You asked, sipping the ready-made coffee Hoseok prepared for you.

“Nope.” Mina grins, pushing her now long locks into a bun. The ring on her third finger shines as she does, and the nostalgia of her marriage to Hoseok hits you.

“How’s the pregnancy so far?” You ask, gesturing to the emerging small baby bump. It was odd, the roles between you suddenly reversed.

“Its only been three months, but we’re excited to have a boy!” She chirps.

“Make sure to feed him tons of coffee.”

“I don’t need another hyper baby on my hands.” She rolls her eyes and you smile.

“In all seriousness how did you get through all this? Morning sickness is the worst!” Her eyebrows furrow.

“I didn’t, but Jin would always give me food afterwards so it wasn’t that bad.”

“Ooo, the darling husband finally comes up into conversation,” She giggles, “Do you think you guys will ever have kids of your own?”

You avert your eyes and place your coffee down, looking dejected. Mina narrows her eyes, the situation feeling all too familiar to her.

“Wait...did you guys even...?” Her voice trails off, not wanting to sound rude by intruding on your privacy.

“No.” You bluntly state.

“NO?!” Forget rudeness, this was a problem. “Y/N, its been almost two years...” She whispers.

“I know I know. I just-“ This wasn’t going to be easy to explain. “Last time I slept with someone, things didn’t end up going great...” Mina looks at you concerned and you continue. “Plus you know how its been with us, we’ve been constantly working for our future together but I’m just…scared, scared we might have forgotten about each other.”

It was true, once Jiah was born a pile of responsibilities landed straight into your lap and you didn’t have time for to dwell in any type of romance. It soon became tired greetings and falling asleep in each other’s arms to taking care of Jiah and ensuring she was okay. You and Jin hadn’t even managed to get a honeymoon, pooling in your money for your daughter’s expenses instead.

Jungkook didn’t seem to help the situation either, you had long gotten rid of him from your heart but the scars were still there. You love Jin, you married the man and he was raising your daughter with you for crying out loud, but doubts plagued your mind at getting intimate with someone again, the experience itself just bring up bad memories again.

“Y/N...he isn’t here anymore. Last I heard, Jungkook moved to a different city.” You know she’s trying to provide some sort of reassurance for you, but it isn’t something you can simply brush off. Mina notices this, but her determination is unwavering.

“Y/N. Is your mom coming over today?” You nod, arching an eyebrow at her question.

“Tell her to come over to our place with Jiah for the night.” Understanding her plan, your eyes immediately widen.

“What are you saying?” You harshly whisper.

“I’ve made up my mind, you and Jin are spending the night together.” A horrified expression is on your face, but Mina doesn’t back down.

“Don’t look at me like that! You guys didn’t even have a honeymoon...”

“B-but we can’t just, just, y-you know!!” You’re stuttering like crazy and you don’t understand what you’re so suddenly worked up about.

“Go out for dinner then! Dress yourself up! Spend some much needed time with your husband!” You were contemplating now.

Dinner with Jin did sound nice...

Maybe Mina was right, how long were you going to avoid this? Jin wasn’t a friend anymore, he was your husband and you should have enough trust in him without a damn shithead plaguing your thoughts again.

“Fine.” You make your resolve and Mina exclaims, alarming Hoseok who was serving customers behind the booth from yours.

“What happened?? Is it the baby?!” He shouts and Mina winks at him.

“Hoseok we’re going to be having Mama and Jiah over for the night.”

“What? Why?”

“Because operation get Y/N and Jin together for the second time has officially begun.” Mina smirks in all her glory and you blush.

This was going to be a long night.

***

You pack back and forth in your kitchen, anxiety running through you. Jin was supposed to be home at any minute and this was becoming intolerable for you. You were spending the night with your husband, it wasn’t that big of a deal, people do it all the time; but you weren’t like most people. It had been two years since you had gotten intimate with someone and the thought of it was closely associated with a betrayal.

In short, your general view of it was rather negative.

But you loved Jin, and you wanted to set everything right.

“So um, are you going to keep walking back and forth, or finally notice I’m home?” You abruptly stop on your heels, still not having changed out from your work clothes, to see Jin shrugging off his coat, revealing the black business suit he usually wears to work.

He smiles at you and the years have had a huge effect on him, his natural brown hair having been dyed a blonde shade, surprisingly giving him a more mature look. Instead of the choppy bangs he would usually adorn in college, he had started gelling up his hair to reveal a large portion of his forehead, which would do wonders from his eyebrows constantly being exposed to your eyes. Due to work he would also opt out to wearing suits majority of the time, something you wouldn’t really complain about.

Jin had basically grown to be even more handsome over the years and although you didn’t usually pay so much attention to it, it was now that it felt utterly nerve-wracking to see him like this.

“Hey you okay?” His eyebrows, god his eyebrows, furrow and he walks towards you, feeling worried about your panicked expression. He cups your cheek, looking straight into your eyes and strangely it feels like the world is stopping, but you manage to pull yourself together and step back.

“Yeah I’m fine!” You squeak.

“Where’s your mom and Jiah?” He turns around, scanning the apartment.

“Oh um, there at Hoseok’s and Mina’s for the night...”

“Really? That’s strange...”

“A-actually it was Mina’s suggestion, she thought it would be nice for us to have dinner together.” You gaze at your hands, slightly peeking up to see his reaction.

“Woah that’s awesome!!” He has a huge grin on his face and you’re taken back to college Jin, the best friend of yours with an incredibly endearing childish side. He grabs his coat and shrugs it on, however you feel awkward in the situation, recalling that Mina told you to dress up.

“Come on what are you waiting for?” He says, holding out his hand.

“I-I was going to change.” Jin shakes his head, chuckling to himself.

“You always look nice, what’s the point?” You’re surprised, taking his hand in yours, not being able to contain the faint blush on your cheeks when you head out the door.

***

The dinner was expensive, and you cringe at how costly it would have been but you set that thought aside. You were here to enjoy yourself so it would be better if you weren’t concerned with money for once this evening.

“Ah Mr. and Mrs. Kim, right this way.” The waiter brings you to your table and its almost feels like Jin’s dragging you to the table, your legs feeling like jelly from the lack of strength to properly walk.

You sit down across from Jin and stare at the menu, thoughts racing chaotically in your head. You feel like you shouldn’t have agreed to all this, because now you were just hyper-aware of the fact that Jin was near you and you couldn’t calm down any of your nerves. This wasn’t supposed to be so hard, you’re just having dinner with him at the moment after all, but it seemed so significant.

Did these two years actually bring you farther from Jin?

“So I was thinking I’d go to the Bahama’s with Jiah, you know, blow off tons of money while I’m at it and show her that tigers are definitely stronger than sharks underwater, but don’t worry I’ll send you a postcard.”

There’s a brief silence, but your eyes finally flicker again.

“W-what?” You sound dazed, caught up in your own world. Jin tries to hold back his laugh, but his suspicions were confirmed.

“So I can go to the Bahama’s?” He asks, slightly amused.

“The Bahama’s?!” Your eyes widen. “Kim Seokjin are you crazy?” You exclaim.

“Finally.” He sighs in relief. “I thought I’d never get your attention.”

There’s a look of guilt in your eyes, you were so concerned about the evening that you failed to notice Jin wanting to spend some genuine time with you, but here you were clouding it with your own doubts.

“S-sorry...” He doesn’t seem to mind much, but you still feel bad.

“Alright, tell me what’s wrong.” He looks up from his menu. “You look really stressed out right now, is it work? Damn Yoongi’s gotta go easy on you, I mean I know he’s Hoseok’s friend and all but I don’t like seeing him stress out my wife.”

“No, its not that.” You take a deep breathe. “Its been so long since we’ve gone out like this.”

You think he’s about to retort you on this, but instead he holds your hand, playing around with the ring on your finger that matches his own.

“We became parents before we became husband and wife.” He states, and you’re a little surprised at his acknowledgement of reality. Maybe you weren’t the only one feeling this way...?

“Even though our circumstances didn’t give us the story we wanted, it doesn’t mean we can’t fix it now.” His eyes lock on yours and you wonder if you’re still talking to Jin, but it’s the main difference in him now.

He was your husband, not just your best friend.

Grasping the hand that was holding yours, you smile at his encouragement. “I’d like that.” His sincere eyes don’t leave your own, being glad you were both on the same page.

The food eventually arrives and both of you devour it, not realizing how hungry the two of you were. You occasionally talk through to each other with updates about your lives. You learned that he had become close with his two co-workers, but they were younger than him and would slack off, causing trouble.

“I found them sleeping at their desks Y/N! SLEEPING WHEN THE FIRE ALARM RANG!!” Your stomach hurts at laughing so hard, tears forming in your eyes.

“How,“ You pause, trying to catch your breath, “did they not notice?” His co-workers, Jimin and Taehyung, did sound amusing to you.

“Between the two of us,” He whispers, “I think there the ones who pulled it.” He looks absolutely determined in his answer.

“So you have two idiots pulling fire alarms at your work while I have a boss that’s out to get me.” You conclude, finishing off your food.

“And yet neither of us shared these experiences.” He brings up and you know he’s right. You’re about to answer him back, when a familiar dessert makes its way to your table. Your jaw drops down, not expecting it at all.

Because in front of you, was smores ice cream.

“You...” He has his head propped up with his arm, smiling at you. “You got me ice cream?!”

“It’s actually an experiment, it always calmed you down when you were pregnant so I was thinking it would work when you were stressed.” He knows its worked, because you take the first bite and look like you’re in complete heaven.

“Mmm its so good!!” You exclaim and Jin reaches out to wipe a piece that was on the corner of your mouth. You freeze, nostalgia coming back at you from the gesture. Jin however notices that this time, you didn’t seem to move back with any pain being deeply reflected in your eyes, his presence being captured in them instead.

You had both changed since then.

“Aren’t you going to give me some?” He questions, when you’ve clearly eaten majority of it. You nod and hand him the spoon, but he gestures you to feed him instead. You give him a scoop and he hums at the taste, enjoying it.

“Still stealing my ice cream...” You mumble.

“Sorry? What was that?” He teases, hearing your little remark.

“Nothing!” You smile, and he raises an eyebrow. You wish you could replay this scene in your head forever, because it was just you and Jin, no finances to stress about, no kids to be taken care of, no jobs to be exhausted from.

Just you and Jin.

***

“ARGHH IM SO FULL!!” You yell out, one arm lazily hanging around Jin’s as you walk to his car.

“I think I just went broke from all that ice cream you ordered.” Jin sighs and you snicker.

“I wasn’t the one paying for it~” He playfully glares at you.

“You’re evil.”

“You married this evilness.”

“Good point, I should have married the ice cream instead.” Opening the car door, you sit inside. He starts the car and you feel relaxed, but that doesn’t last too long.

You were heading home...

Tension consumes you again while Jin drives, unaware to what Mina had planned for the two of you tonight. You start coming back into that restlessness state again, the way you were in the restaurant before Jin managed to calm you down. Before you know it, the car stops and you’ve arrived at your apartment, walking into the building. Uneasiness seeping in again, the only thing you can do is mindlessly follow him into the apartment.

Jin shrugs off his coat and unlaces his shoes, walking into your bedroom while yawning. You realize you’re losing the single opportunity Mina had granted you, and you weren’t going to let it slip from your hands so easily.

“Jin!” You say, not wanting him to leave.

Jin turns around looking confused, “Yeah Y/N?” He asks as you slowly step towards him. You don’t what to say, or how to say it, especially when he caresses your cheek in his warm hand and looks at you with those radiant, expectant eyes of his.

You unconsciously lean forward.

He’s caught completely off guard when you capture his lips against your own, but he kisses you back, cherishing any moment he got the chance to do so. The kiss starts off purely innocent, as majority of your kisses were, however Jin raises an eyebrow when he sees your hands begin to slowly hover over his torso. You suddenly push him against the bedroom door, fisting his shirt in your hands and start to trail soft kisses down from his jaw to his throat.

Jin’s breathing rapidly increases from the action however he feels confused.

“Y/N wha-“ He’s at a loss of words when you suck harshly on the skin of his collarbone, causing a deep groan to escape from him.

He didn’t know how much more of this he could take.

Jin laces his hands around your waist, swiftly picking you up in his arms and entering your bedroom. Placing you on the bed, he loosens his tie and hovers over you, before descending down. He kisses you feverishly, losing himself completely and depriving you from any oxygen you needed to breathe. Tilting his head and deepening the kiss, you let out a gasp when he slips in his tongue in and explores your hot caverns.

A moan involuntarily escapes from your lips when he bites down on the soft flesh of your lip, clutching onto the back of his shirt to bring him closer to you. He starts attacking your jawline and neck, sucking harshly on the skin to leave bruises in the shape of his lips. You bite down on your lips when he reaches the juncture behind your ear, letting out a muffled moan when he bites down and then sooths the area with his tongue. His hands make their way to the front of your blouse, slowing unbuttoning it.

Your chest rises rapidly, your heartbeat ringing through your ears.

“I love you.”

Your eyes immediately widen.

“I love you Y/N, I will always love you.” Jungkook pants out when you let out a whine, his words just influencing the effect he was having on you. He continues to unbutton your shirt, leaving small kisses on the presence of your soft skin, which causes a giggle to leave you.

“I love you too Jungkook.” You say with a sigh, bringing him closer to your own embrace.

You fist the sheets underneath you, tears welling up in your eyes. You quickly cover your mouth with your hand, but its too late when you hear the harsh sob escape from you.

Jin immediately looks up, eyes completely blown out in lust and his chest rapidly rises and falls, but he stops his actions at once when he notices the trembling of your shoulders.

“Y/N?” He breathes out, cupping your face in his hands when he notices you trying to hide yourself behind your hands. He’s afraid that he must have done something wrong, that he had let his own desires overtake him to the point of hurting you.

“Y/N I’m so sorry,” He leans his forehead against yours, “we can stop we don’t have to do this.”

You open your tear stained eyes and stare into his, letting you see everything he was feeling. You can see the intensity in his eyes, the desire he was having for you and yet you can see him holding himself back for you, controlling himself from the temptation.

“I’m sorry,” You whisper, but your voice cracks, “It isn’t you, it was never you.” Jin’s eyes look at you puzzled, but the words sink in and he knows exactly what you’re saying.

You’re surprised when you see Jin’s eyes now reflect anguish in them, instead of the anger you had been expecting. They flicker again, disregarding the emotion before he protectively embraces you in his arms.

“Y/N I’m not him, I’ll never be him, I won’t leave you.” Although it does bother him greatly to be compared to someone else, he knows the effect its left on you and the last thing he wants to do is dig deeper into your scars.

“Y/N, I don’t want to force you into anything.” He whispers, his words bringing so much reassurance to you.

Its extremely comforting to know, that Jin holds your fragile, vulnerable broken heart in his own two hands, but you don’t see him brutally closing his fists and shattering it into tiny pieces.

Instead he caresses it gently, protecting it at all costs and ensuring it would stay whole no matter what.

Even at the cost of his own feelings.

“I love you.” The words come out quietly, but they flow out with so much ease, no more doubt being present to cloud your mind.

Jin raises his head and looks into your eyes, anxiously searching if those words were directed towards him.

“I love you so much Kim Seokjin.” Something in his eyes crack and he furiously kisses you when he hears those words, his kiss being full of heavy passion.

“Say it,” He whispers, “Say it again,” He leaves open mouthed kisses on your throat, making your eyes flutter shut and your hands reach out for his soft blonde locks.

“I love you Jin.” You breathe out and he strips you of your white blouse, letting you be on full display for his wandering eyes.

Covering his face in the crook of your neck, he groans and sounds defeated. “Why did you have to wear lace?” He lets out and you’re about to giggle at his comment but hear a small click, his hands working to take the material of your lacey bra off.

You realize your top off is completely bare to him and you attempt to cover yourself when his staring becomes too prolonged. He pins your wrists against the bed and leans down to whisper in your ear.

“Don’t ever try to hide your beautiful self from me.” He shrugs off his suit jacket and throws it in some corner of your room, taking one of your exposed buds into the warm heat of his mouth. You gasp when he circles his tongue around it and rubs his thumb in excoriating circles against the other one, the stimulation being too much for you. You let out a cry when he sucks on the bud, the sensation bringing a tinge of pleasure to you and causing heat to pool down at your centre.

You clutch desperately at his back, the material of his shirt feeling like too much of a hinderance to you.

You tug on it annoyed and Jin understands what you want, pulling on his tie and unbuttoning it. He smirks at your frustrated reaction when he unbuttons each one extremely slowly and you eventually have to whine for him to hurry up.

Letting the silky material fall from his shoulders, your eyes widen at how lean and built he was, his shoulders appearing to be much broader to you. He leans down towards your arms and you run your hands over the smooth expanse his chest and abdomen. His bare chest presses against your own and you can feel the warmth radiating off his body when he moves to trail kisses down your neck. You flutter your eyes shut, being so consumed in the feeling of his lips.

You soon feel a tug on your pencil skirt, before Jin harshly tugs it off and exposes your thighs. He stares into your eyes, his chest heaving and a layer of sweat covering his skin.

You’ve never seen something so beautiful.

“That skirt of yours...has been driving me nuts these past two years.” Your breath hitches at his words, noticing his eyes have turned significantly darker.

“Do you know how many times,” He leans down to your ear, “you would bend over,” he whispers, “and be on full display for me?” He deeply exhales, “How I would have to control myself around you?” You feel a throbbing sensation at your core from his words and it causes you to unconsciously rub your thighs together, in need of some desperate relief. Jin’s eyes catch the action and a small smirk makes its way to his lips.

“Would you like some help with that?” He whispers, and you know exactly where you needed him already.

“Y-yes Jin, hurry up please.” You whine and he darkly chuckles before descending down to your core.

He slides your panties down with a flicker of his finger and pushes your thighs apart, sliding you to the edge of the bed and then pinning them down with his iron grip. When his eyes lands on the sight of your wetness, he groans.

“Y/N, I won’t be able to hold back.” He truthful declares and you nod furiously, needing some kind of relief from his prolonged teasing.

He starts off with a trail of kisses along your inner thighs and your breath quickens when he reaches closer to your core, hovering over it. He pauses and you can’t help the desperate whining that escapes you.

“Jin pleas-AH!’ Your body immediately reacts, fisting the sheets underneath you when he licks a stride up your folds. He doesn’t start off slow at all, instead completely devouring you with his tongue and indulging in the warmth of your walls. He eats you out almost like he’s a starving man, being deprived completely from the sweetness of your core. His tongue reaches places you had forgotten even existed and you’re soon a panting mess, roughly grabbing onto his hair to bring him closer. He inserts a digit in your walls, curling it only slightly but enough to make you whimper loudly. Adding two fingers more, he stretches you out completely and your walls soon start clenching around them when he reaches a place that has you seeing stars.

Your vision goes hazy and your body violently shakes when your climax hits you, your toes curling at the sensation. Coming down from your high, Jin brings his lips to yours and you taste a bit of yourself on them. He grinds his hips against your own, letting you feel how hard he had become.

“This is what you do to me.” He pants out and you buck your hips into his, needing him inside of you right away. Jin reaches down and unbuckles his belt, kicking off the remainder of his clothes from the bed. He lines his length with your entrance and reaches out to interlace his hand with yours.

“Are you ready?” He asks, looking at you with eyes full of devotion and letting you know that you still had the chance to tell him to stop.

“Yes yes, please Jin.” You rolls your hips against him again and he groans. He pushes through, halfway in before the stretch starts to become too much for you.

“Shit.” You wince, clenching your eyes shut.

“Are you okay?” He asks, eyes looking down at you in concern.

“I’m fine, just keep going.” You pant out, keeping your eyes shut tightly.

Jin squeezing your hand in reassurance and continues, pushing all the way in. Your walls tightly clench on his thick length, trying to accommodate to his size. He stays still and peppers soft kisses on your lips and neck, attempting to distract you from the pain.

Pleasure replaces the pain soon and you rock your hips against his, gesturing for him to move. Jin moves slowly initially rolling his hips sensually against yours.

“Jin g-go faster.” Your voice is thickly laced with desire, needing him right now.

His eyes darken at your words and before you know it, he’s slamming into you at a rapid pace erupting a loud moan from you. You look with hazy eyes to see Jin’s face contorted with pleasure, his wet hair dripping with sweat. He grabs your thighs, hooking it over his hip bone and starts hitting your sweet spot, making you cry out in pleasure.

“R-right there Jin, right there.” He lets out a rough moan and your chest is heaving, gasping desperately for air.

“I-I love you Y/N, I love you so much.” Jin whispers repeatedly in a mantra, as if it they were the only words he knew to say.

“I love you too.” You hold on him when your walls begin to clench, rapidly reaching your high once again. His warm seed shoots into you, en-coating your walls essence in it and Jin buries his head in your neck, letting out a strangled moan. You soon follow him when you go through your second orgasm, clutching onto him tightly when your body shakes.

You stay like that for a moment, both of you panting and gasping, drenched in sweat. Jin pecks your lips softly, and you contently sigh against them. You discover you never let go of his hand, still being attached to one another and a smile arises when you see the light glint of your ring shining. Jin turns his attention to your view and a soft smile works it way to his lips.

“Seeing you pregnant with my child doesn’t seem like such a far-fetched idea anymore.” He leans his forehead on yours, and the idea of a smaller you and Jin running around makes you giggle. Jin’s ears perk up at the sound and he kisses you again.

“Calm down, I’m not going to get pregnant so easily again.”

“Well that just means we’re going to have to try more than once.” He whispers against your ear seductively, tracing the outline of your body with his fingertips which makes you blush. He grinds his hips against yours and you let out a low moan, the idea arousing you but your body not wanting to compel.

“Jinn!” You whine, “I’m tired...” You let out a sigh, knowing you would need a decent nap before round two.

“Alright, alright.” Jin says, slipping out of you and you feel the aftermath of your night pool in between your legs, making you squirm. Jin reaches out and grabs some tissues, wiping the remains with them. Throwing the tissues out he laces an arm around your waist, embracing your form against his and you get lulled into a deep sleep.

***

You wake up to the feeling of your body feeling incredibly sore, the aftermath of last night’s events being too evident. You feel Jin’s soft breathing against your bare back, causing you to slowly roll over to face him. His blonde bangs hang down and he has a peaceful expression painted on his face, looking completely content. You face him and reach out to push his bangs out of his face, his eyes fluttering open at the action.

“Good morning.” You whisper, a small smile appearing on his lips.

“Morning.” He reaches out for you, pulling you closer to him. He nuzzles his face in the juncture of your neck and sighs.

“I want to stay like this forever.” His voice is thick with sleep and you know he’s bound to fall asleep again if you did.

“Me too, but the others will be here soon.” You whisper and he lets out a small whine, holding you even closer to him. You giggle at the sound, knowing that convincing him to get out of bed wasn’t going to be a simple task.

“Come on Jin, let’s get up.” You try to move but he keeps you pinned down.

“Jin…” You say annoyed.

“Let’s just stay here, its so warm.” He retorts and you roll your eyes.

“But we both have to go to work, and I need to see Jiah. Besides we won’t get a lot done just lying around in bed all day.” You say but Jin abruptly rolls on top of you, gazing darkly at you and you gasp.

“I can think of some work we can get done here.” He presses his lips against yours, before softly trailing them down to your jaw, neck and then collarbone.

“Jin…” You sigh out, already feeling aroused again.

Maybe staying in bed all day wasn’t such a bad idea…

“We’re home!!” Mina yells out, the front door slamming open.

Yeah, nevermind…

Jin lets out a loud groan and you laugh when he rolls off of you in frustration. The realization that your two year old daughter was probably outside of your door waiting to see you quickly motivates you to change, an action that ends up with you throwing Jin’s shirt at him.

“First pillows, now my shirt…” He mumbles, throwing it on and slowly buttoning it up.

“What was that?” You innocently ask, slyly grabbing the pillow on your bed.

“I’m going to go see Jiah!” Jin says, fully dressed and running out of the room as fast as possible.

You walk into the room completely dressed, seeing Jin holding Jiah in his arms and asking her how her visit at Aunt Mina’s was. The sight leaves a warm smile on your face, seeing the two of them together was always a scene to cherish.

“So…” Mina says, breaking you out of your stare, “how was last night…?” She trails off, expectantly hoping you would finish the sentence for her.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You simply state.

“Nice bruises you got there.” She gestures to your neck and you slap a hand onto it immediately, not realizing that the purple patches of skin were clearly visible to her eyes.

“And this is why you listen to Mina~” She smiles and you rolls your eyes, even though you were definitely grateful for her help.

Jiah looks up excited when she sees you walking up to her, launching herself into your embrace. You giggle when she snuggles up to you and doesn’t let you go.

“Mommy I missed you!” She exclaims.

“I missed you too.” You sincerely say, not liking when you were apart from her either.

“I’ve really missed you a lot too.” Jin whispers behind you, placing a soft kiss on your forehead before disappearing into the kitchen to cook breakfast.

A faint smile appears on your lips, glad that things were okay between the two of you now and that there was nothing holding you back anymore.

“Jiah do you want to help me make some pancakes?” Jin asks, causing your two year old daughter to sprint towards him, small excited giggles leaving her mouth when she stands next to her father and Jin laughs at her eagerness.

Its ironic to you, how most people spend endless amount of time searching to find that one special person they want to spend the rest of there lives with, feeling so fortunate when they actually find their significant other.

Looking up you see your best friend with you, joking around with you in between class and helping you out along the way. He drives you nuts, but he’s been there for you when you’ve needed him and you can’t see yourself living life without him.

The image before you suddenly distorts and you see your husband in front of you, holding your daughter in his arms while he attempts to cook oddly shaped pancakes and jokes about it along the way. He works endlessly with you, takes care of your daughter and is the hand that always lifts you up when you fall down, making you feel so grateful to have someone like him by your side.

“Y/N?” He asks, wondering why you were still standing there by yourself.

Its ironic to you, as you move forward and stand next to him with a soft smile.

That you didn’t even need to look too far.

***

A couple of weeks later…

“Y/N are you okay?” Jin urgently asks, seeing you completely speechless with tears pooling in the corners of your eyes after emerging from the bathroom.

“Jin…” You whisper, right when the epiphany strikes you.

“What is it Y/N? What’s wrong?” He questions you with concern, only to be handed a stick with two positive lines being showcased.

“Y/N…a-are you..?” He’s in complete disbelief, however you only nod your head with tears of joy. A smile instantly breaks out from him and he embraces you in his arms, feeling so happy with the discovery.

He kisses you with tenderness, and you smile to yourself, recalling when you had first found out.

You wipe your mouth from the terrible aftertaste you had from evacuating all of your insides down the toilet. You reach out for your cupboard and pull out the all too familiar stick from it. You had been late and though it was the least of your worries, you were starting to get a bit anxious now. After a few moments pass, your result comes out and reality takes a surprising twist for you, giving you the one thing that felt like the final cherry on top to your story.

You were pregnant.

With Jin’s child.

***

Author’s Note: And that’s a wrap folks! I would really like to just take a moment and thank all of you for reading this, it means a lot. I initially had a hard time with this series as it is my first one and I had my doubts, but I’m glad I chose to write it and share it with all of you! It’s really given me the confidence and motivation to continue writing, something I didn’t realize I needed. I’m also extremely grateful for all of you that kept up to date with the series and sent such lovely messages to me about it ^.^

Again thank you so much for taking the time to read this and going on this journey with me, Y/N and Jin send lots of love!♡

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☙ Happy Ever After ❧ | Prologue: Make a Wish

Word count: 1.7k Pairing: - ReaderxPrince (BTS) Genre: Fantasy Triggers: BangPD

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You’ve never had an adventure before. You’ve never had a romance. Not even a second date.

Always too focused on your work and on finishing your studies, you let all of those things just slide past you. There’ll be time for all that later, you always say. But the opportunity never comes. Stability always comes first, and all the rest is pushed so far back you never return to it.

“When will your life begin, y/n?” your friend huffs next to you, after rejecting her invitation to go out after work.

With your eyes fixed on the computer screen, you shrug to her as a reply, not stopping the constant typing and muttering of your lips for even one second to give her a proper answer.

Of course, your friend has the right to be distressed about it, because this is not the first time you have cuttingly rejected her invitations to hang out after work, but truth is that you have a lot on your plate and you’d much rather finish all the work left to do before your boss even has the slightest chance to throw it on your face.

“y/n!” she calls for your attention, shaking your shoulder. “C’mon…” she whines, stressing the word. “Just this once? Please? It’s Friday night! I will even help you look for a nice boy you can go home with!” she offers, trying to tempt you. “Or a girl!” she adds, after noticing you’re still not budging from your seat. You stop tying all together and turn around in your desk chair to meet her standing figure. “Listen,” you start, in a determined and serious tone, “I’ll go, okay?” your friend jumps in delight and smiles excitedly. ”But! Only after I finish transferring this paperwork to the computer, yes?” you warn her, pointing with your index finger. “You can go with someone else now and wait for me there.” Your friend looks around. “y/n, there’s literally no one else but us in here…” she comments, making you look around and confirming that in fact, you are the only two people left. Even the lights are off, only the light of the street and of your desk shining the office.

“Oh…well, nevermind, I promise I’ll be there by…” you look at the clock on the screen that marks 9pm/ “I’ll be at the pub by 12!” “Three hours?!” your friend exclaim. “I have to wait three hours for you?!” “You waited all this time didn’t you?” you sneer at her. “What’s three more going to do?”

She blushes, flustered by your cocky attitude. “You're lucky I like you, cause that fuckboy attitude deserves a smack.” she grabs her things and turns on her heels heading towards the door, her head shaking .“You better not dump me tonight, and be punctual!” You chuckle. “Yes ma'am!” you assure, returning to your laptop.

By how loud your joints sound after stretching-out and giving a long and roaring yawn, you figure it is time to call it a day at last, paperwork was done swiftly as expected and you are ready to go out and have a relaxing start of a well deserved weekend by celebrating with your friend.

You unlock your phone to send a text message letting her know you are already on your way, when you see the time- 12.40 am. “Dammit!” you say out loud, trying to call your friend, hasting to saving your work and turning the computer off. “Dammit! Dammit!” you keep repeating over and over the phone sticking to your ear, waiting for her to answer.

You gather your things to make a dash to the pub, but everything goes south when you pull the jacket that is next to you over the desk, triggering a domino effect. First, everything on your desk falls to the floor. Among the things,is also a cup of cold coffee which you carelessly left next to the pile of papers you just been working with; second, the laptop that’s still turned on -since it is saving all the input data- also gets a taste of the cold coffee wave, but contrary to what you see in the movies, it doesn't cause sparkles of electricity making short circuit, oh no, it’s much worse, because the soul-crushing, blue screen of death appeared, displaying the sign of ‘fatal system error’. And you know, at that moment, that your plans for the weekend just went to the gutter. Helpless at the given situation, you sigh, dropping the jacket over the chair and taking your working shoes off, already used to the feeling of not having any time to spare for yourself. Your friend isn't picking up and for once you just let that slide, looking back into the dark screen of the cell. “I wish my life would begin.” you complain to the reflection.

Your stomach grumbles, and you think that the very least you can do to make the night a little more bearable is pacifying the growling of it. Discouraged and tired, you walk towards the elevator thinking that on the first floor there’s a vending machine where you can get some snacks. You press the button to call for it, and while you wait, you count the change in your pockets-probably it will be enough for some chocolate and maybe a soda. The ding lets you know that the metal box has arrived to the floor, and without looking up you get inside, when another unseen force hits you, pushing you back and causing the money to fall out of your hands.

In slow motion, you watch as some coins scatter at your feet; a silent tear rolls down your cheeks. The falling coins are not the problem, but you are distressed, and this is the last drop that empties the water-clock. “Oh bother! I’m so sorry, dear!” the man apologizes, bending down to help you. “I didn’t see you.” You remain still, pouting and sniffing lightly. “It’s okay…” you assure him softly. “It’s not like I can eat anyway…” “Pardon?” the stranger, unable to hear your low lament, inches closer trying to catch what you’re saying. “It’s not like you, what?” You inhale deeply, filling your lungs with air. “It’s not like I can eat anyway since I have al this work to do and I don’t have time for myself!!” you whine, moaning your heart out right in front of him. “It’s not like I can have a life anyway because I’m always busy and when I’m not I sleep for hours because I’m tired!! ” you wail, breath hitching and sobbing. The man standing in front of you is grabbing his chest, obviously shocked at the outburst. “Oh deary…” he replies, taking a handkerchief from his pocket and handing it over to you. You accept it gladly and clean your running nose on it. “Thank you,” you simply reply at his gentle gesture. “I’m sorry, you shouldn't have seen that…” you bow, feeling apologetic.

“Don’t apologize y/n, It’s okay to vent like that.” he nods, patting your shoulder. You chuckle at his words. “That’s so ni—hang on— y/n?” you tilt your head at him. “How do you know my name?” you ask, staring at him.

“I’m your fairy godmother,” the stranger grins, gesturing with his hands. “Tadaa~!” You gulp, looking at him up and down, doubting the gentleman’s mental sanity. “I see...” you start, licking your lips nervously and talking slowly. “Well, fairy godmother,” you continue taking a small step to the side, adrenaline already building up to run to the emergency staircase. He notices your not-so-discreet steps and rolls his eyes,placing his hands inside his pockets. “I don’t have any balls to attend to scheduled for today, so...how about if I go this way, and you stay here while I— come back with a nice cup of sugar-filled coffee, mmh?”

Your turn around to sprint away, but your body crashes again with something, making you stumble, finally landing on your butt. “I accept your offer,” the male voice says, offering a hand to help you get up, “but first, introductions! My name is Bang Sihyuk, professional godmother, pleased to meet you y/n.” He shakes your hand once you are fully standing. “Fairy godmothers don’t exi—” you start, but you’re quickly interrupted. “Ahp ahp ahp!” he warns, placing a finger on top of your lips. “But we do! And I can prove it.” He smirks. “I’ve come here to release your worn out soul from all these trials and tribulations, and give you the reward you deserve for all this hard work!” he dramatizes, with an eloquent gesture of his hands. “For at midnight, my magic blooms and It’s the perfect moment to take you to places you never know exist!”

You blink twice, his finger still over your lips. “Alright?” “Now, behold! With a movement from my index finger,“ he draws circles in the air, then a white door appears out of thin air in front of you, making you gasp.

“How’d you—?” you query inspecting the door, walking around and touching the air around it, checking for any type of optical illusions, while the man called Bang Sihyuk stands there, with a smug look on his face. “Magic…” he answers with a half shrug. “Okay...I trust you” you nod at him. “M’glad, now first things first… this door,” he points, placing his hand on one side of it, “leads to a parallel universe, and inside it there’s an adventure I’ve prepared just for you.” he winks and you smile lightly at the thought of it. “Ah! But there’s another surprise, you’ll find a prince who will be a companion on your story and also maybe even a romantic interest.” “A prince?” you ask, Bang Sihyuk nods “Isn’t that a little too Disney?” you chuckle. “Didn’t you read the title?” You look at him, confused. “Eh? “Nevermind… Anyway, as I was saying... a prince,yes!” he looks down at the watch on his wrist “Oh shi- I’M LATE, I’M LATE!” he shouts. “Late for what?” you ask, concerned at his outburst.

“Too long to explain! Just go! We’re late!” he urges, pushing you to the door. “Just go!” “But my work!” you try to fight back, but he is not letting you go anywhere else.

“I’ll take care of that, just go, go!” He twists the knob of the door and propels you forward. “Have fun!”

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