#knj:suggestive

[luaspersona]

damn, i actually loved this! so so tender, so sweet 😭

i loved the way you narrated the scene, how you conducted their actions through the reader's place as something like a dance they're expected to play along to.

and namjoon feeling obligated to take that step, omg! it's refreshing to see guys being able to deny things sexually and to be heard and understood, specially when he thought it could lead to a break up, but said it nonetheless!

anyway, really, really loved this. so very soft and endearing 🥺 loved this namjoon, so communicative with the reader ❤️

30 Day Rule | Kim Namjoon

🌑pairing | Kim Namjoon x gn!reader 🌘genre | established relationship, fluff 🌗word count | 886 🌖includes | food mention, slightly suggestive, make-out session, boundaries, healthy communication

🌕blurb | It had been a month since your first date together, which meant the 30-day rule had taken effect and it was appropriate - no, expected - for Namjoon to initiate the next step in the relationship.

“You wanna eat ramyeon before you go?”

There it was, the dreaded innuendo of his generation. The question sounded innocent enough to any passersby might have overheard the exchange. But there was a cultural subtext to your words: do you want to sleep with me?

The gears in Namjoon’s head worked double time, but he couldn’t think of a single excuse to turn you down. He'd just walked you back to your apartment after a casual date in the park. It had been a month since your first date together, which meant the 30-day rule had taken effect and it was appropriate - no, expected - for Namjoon to initiate the next step in the relationship.

So he nodded, flashing his dimples in the hope that it would distract you from his tight-lipped smile.

His smile grew a bit more genuine when he noticed the tips of your ears turn red as you fumbled with the keypad to your front door. It was cute how eager you were to invite him in. Maybe after a few more weeks of dating, he would have been just as excited to get you into bed. But right now he just hoped to get it over with before he choked on all his swallowed anxiety.

The second Namjoon stepped foot into your apartment, your hands were already pulling off his coat. He searched for your lips in the dark as he hurried to kick off his shoes.

This was the part that he enjoyed the most. Nothing felt more intimate than the way your body pressed against his as you seek to deepen the kiss. He loved when your fingers danced up to tangle in his hair and the way you would shudder in his arms each time he did that trick with his tongue.

It was too bad he couldn’t linger in this stage of the relationship.

Namjoon let you guide him into your apartment as his lips traveled down to kiss along your neck. The two of you stumbled into your kitchen when he lost the nerve to take even a step further. He knew your bedroom couldn't be more than a few feet away and crossing that threshold felt like too daunting of a task for him.

To distract you from his hesitance, Namjoon tightened his grip on your waist and lifted you onto the kitchen counter. His stomach flipped when you parted your legs without a second thought to pull him between your thighs. Everything was moving quicker than he could register it all, but he felt pressured to go one step further and prove to you that he could keep up.

His hands brushed up the curve of your hips to slip beneath the hem of your shirt. The skin beneath his palms felt flushed as his fingers ghosted over your stomach. Namjoon pulled back for a moment to look at you for reassurance but frowned when he caught a glimpse of your face.

The light was dim, but it was enough for him to recognize the apprehension etched into your features. For just a moment your eyes reflected the same anxiety that had transformed Namjoon's legs to jelly. But then it was gone, replaced by a strained smile when you noticed him watching you.

The realization that you were also nervous helped give Namjoon the courage to say what needed to be said. Even if it meant that he left your apartment as a single man.

“I don’t think I can do this.” Namjoon blurted the words out before he could second guess them. He pulled his hands out from under your shirt to brace himself against the counter. There was a flash of hurt and confusion in your eyes, but he refused to let that stop him from being honest.

“I’ve really enjoyed getting to know you this past month. And I know there’s this, expectation that we have to take the next step after dating for a set amount of time. But I like where we are right now.” He could feel his face heat up and he fought the urge to shift his gaze. “I don’t mean that I never want to take that next step with you. It's just that I don’t feel ready yet.”

The room fell impossibly quiet as he held his breath in preparation of your response. You let out a deep sigh and slumped forward to rest your head against Namjoon’s chest. “Thank fuck. I don’t even know what I was thinking with that whole ramyeon thing.”

Namjoon broke out in his first real smile since you invited him in. He pulled you tighter against his chest and buried his face into your hair to muffle his laughter. “It was a good suggestion,” he chuckled. “You wouldn’t happen to have instant noodles, would you?”

“I think so,” you hummed in response. You wiggled out of Namjoon’s arms to smile up at him. “How about you go find a good documentary on Netflix while I make us something to eat?”

Namjoon felt his heart swell. He felt so thankful that he had spoken up when he did and shifted the mood for the night. It made him feel so much closer to you. “That sounds perfect,” he murmured before he pressed a quick kiss to your cheek.

A/N: I love soft Joonie; he's the perfect start to easing out of the yandere content that's been dominating my blog this past month.

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