“You trust me and tell me all the things you are feeling, just like you are right now, so that I can remind you that it’s not just you in this…I’m in it too, I’m here for you, I’m gonna make everything better or at least be here by your side when I can’t. I want you. I love you. I want to live with you and have a life here, but…I love you enough to be ok if you’re not ready or it’s too much. I know what I’m asking you and I’m not at all expecting that it’s just gonna be as easy as you packing a bag. Just trust me, you trust me don’t you…” He lifted your chin with the soft touch of two of his fingers, then wiped your tears from your cheeks, before kissing your forehead. “More than I’ve ever trusted anyone, ever,” you were so grateful that your hearts found each other. He was so sweet, willing to be real with you, and you knew that any worries that came up…you’d face together, “I want you. I love you. And I want to live with you and have a life here with you, boyfriend.”
The adorable gummy smile that everyone loved was warming your heart from just centimeters away from you, which is what you wanted it to be like all the time. It was going to be tough leaving your life, but what you were going to get in return was, love…true love, with Yoongi, the love of your life.
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“Hyung, did you see this one?” Taehyung asked when he walked into the studio. You’d returned to Los Angeles to pack up your life and Yoongi was thinking about nothing but finding a place for the two of you. “What? What the hell are you talking about, Taehyungie?” Yoongi turned around and held his shoulders up wondering what he was talking about. “This apartment, it’s beautiful and I think this room here...,” Taehyung began to show Yoongi a place that his own realtor had sent him, “...can easily be converted into a dark room. I’d love it for sure.” “Taehyungie, what the hell is this? Why are you showing me this? What are you doing?” Yoongi was overwhelmed, unsure of what was happening, happy of course…but unsure nonetheless. “Well hyung, we all want to help you and her find the perfect place. I called this woman that I’ve worked with when thinking about new places and told her your specifications and she sent me this. Namjoonhyung and Jiminie have also asked their realtor to look and Seokjin hyung, Hoseokie hyung and Jungkookie have done the same. I thought you knew?”
“What the hell…how would I know? You guys are just a bunch of nerds,” Yoongi shook his head with a big smile across his face, “that does look nice. Can we go by today and see it?” “Yes, hyung, that’s why I came to the studio…let’s go over now,” Taehyung was so happy that he’d been the first to find a place that would work, however, as soon as Yoongi stood up to see Taehyung’s option, Namjoon and Jimin ran in showing him a different one. Yoongi was overwhelmed, his brothers, taking care of him…and you, it was enough to make him cry, but he saved those tears for you. Now, he wanted to see the places that they were showing him and the one that he’d found too, his soft and appreciative voice was heard before they left, “thank you…so much.” They didn’t even respond with words, just head nods, as if they would do anything else.
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“Fuck, this is fucking it! What are the chances that one of these places would have a studio in it already. This is it and it’s so close to work, this is it. Thank you all so much, please tell your realtor thank you from me and her, Namjoon & Jimin,” he smiled, but then shook his head when he saw Jimin’s little smirk appear, “don’t even, I know…” Jimin laughed and crossed his hands in front of his chest, “what hyung? I wasn’t going to say anything about the fact that bias number one is the one that came through.” “Oh my god,” Yoongi rolled his eyes, “if this wasn’t the most perfect place I’d kick your ass.” “Oh, hyung, it’s ok. I’m honored that you all will be here in the place that me and Namjoon hyung found,” Jimin stated once more, taking in the warmth that feeling like he got one over on Yoongi was.
“Now, I just need her to come home to me,” Yoongi stated as he walked out, immediately placing an offer with the realtor.
[Yoongi]: Girlfriend…
[Yoongi]: I found it
[Yoongi]: I found it baby…it’s perfect, like you
[You]: Boyfriend, what? Seriously…
[You]: Show it to me if you can
[Yoongi]: I’m here right now, calling you
“Hi baby,” you smiled, just seeing his face made you happy. “Hi baby,” he responded, the look on his face a mix of happiness, horny and relief, “...you know what those tiny little cami’s do to me, girlfriend.” You giggled and he pointed at you through the screen, scolding you silently before he smiled, “...you’ve got me walking around with some stiff ass jeans.” You laughed out loud and teased him, just a bit, pulling your cami down a little bit more just so that the top of your nips popped out, “oh, goodness, how did that happen?” You held your hand over your mouth as if it was an accident. He laughed, even harder, “I fucking love you.” “I fucking love you too, boyfriend. Ok, now show it to me,” you sat excitedly on your bed, boxes surrounding it on all sides.
“It’s everything we need, right? It’s so nice,” he walked around with the video on, showing you all the nooks and crannies of the two story apartment. “It’s beautiful, I love it so much, I wish I was there right now…on my knees,” you bit down on your lip and waited for him to hear what you said. “Girlfriend, if you keep acting up, I’m not going to show you the reason this is it,” he smiled, tilting his head to the side. “Ok, ok, geez, boyfriend. I’m sorry, it’s your fault you're so fucking hot. I just want to jump your bones ALL. THE. TIME,” you giggled, blowing him a kiss. “Soon, baby, I will bang that pretty pussy over and over…every single, fucking day, don’t play with me,” he spoke seriously, before he laughed. You laughed as well, “so are you going to show me the surprise?”
He looked at you, eagerly waiting, his thoughts racing. He absolutely wanted to show you, but he also kinda wanted you to see it when you were there, for real, “I’m seriously deciding, it’s like the most amazing surprise, I kinda want to wait until you're here so the first time you see it is in person, is that crazy?” “Baby, you are toying with my level of patience, BUT, if you are feeling like this, then I want you to show it to me the way you want to. I can wait…as much as it will kill the fuck outta me…I can wait,” you smiled at him, wanting so badly for him to be spinning you in his arms. “Really, baby, you’ll wait to see it?” he asked, semi-surprised, knowing how hard it was for you to wait for things. “Yes, of course. I love that little twinkle you get in your eyes when you do something special for me. It fills my entire heart,” you sighed, so deeply in love with him that your heart panged when you weren’t right next to him. “I love you. I promise it will be worth it,” he assured, holding his hand over his heart. “Baby, I have literally no doubts,” you assured him as well, “I love you.”
“How is the packing going?” He realized that he was so excited to tell you about the place that he misplaced your present situation. “Oh, baby, I’ve got a lot of shit,” you fell back on your bed, sighing, squeezing your eyes shut so as to avoid having to do all the work of deciding what goes and what stays. “I wish I could be there to help you sooner,” he shrugged, “I hate that I’m making you move and I can’t even be there to help you.” “Boyfriend, you are not ‘making’ me do anything. I am a grown woman, who can make her own decisions. I am moving because you asked me to and I want to be with you,” you tilted your head, making sure he understood, it wasn’t him, but us. “I’m sorry, I know, I just feel bad not being there like a good boyfriend,” he shrugged, taking a seat on the steps inside your new apartment. “Oh my god, Yoongi,” you rolled your eyes playfully, “you are literally the best boyfriend in the whole world…so stop that. You’d be here sooner if you could, I know that, and I have no doubt about it. I can’t wait to see you. I’m kind of embarrassed now with all the shit I have,” you giggled. “Girlfriend, have you forgotten that I stayed at your place for a few days, I know you have a bunch of shit,” he chuckled, watching your mouth drop open as you sat up. “Baby, are you seriously talking shit about my shit?” You scrunched your face in disbelief, leaning toward him in full judgment. “I was just agreeing with you, baby,” he laughed, “I love all your shit, I promise you can bring it all if you want.” You both laughed, the easy banter that came with your relationship reminding both of you how lucky you were to find each other.
“I can’t wait to see you, I love you so much, Yoongi,” you stared at him through the screen, trying hard to keep the melancholic emotions in check. “I love you too, it’s ok baby, I know…even though we are going to see each other soon, it doesn’t mean we still can’t miss each other,” he was the best at knowing exactly what you were thinking. “I love you,” you simply stated knowing that he knew exactly what you were thinking. “I better let you go, how much time have you spent away from the studio today?” You knew that his ability to wait for you was directly tied to his ability to distract himself. “Not much time, don’t worry,” he smiled, “did you know that these fools all had their own realtors looking for places for us?”
“No way,” you held your hand over your surprised happy face, “that is so sweet of them...I love them all. So was it one of their realtors or yours that found it?” “Babe, she is our realtor, but…” he laughed and rolled his eyes. You laughed, knowing exactly what the eye roll was for, “no fucking way…I bet he was so happy to remind you that it was his, huh. Oh Jimin, so cute, always.” “No, baby, not cute…annoying as fuck and it was his and Namjoon’s realtor so, it wasn’t just his,” he made sure to add that it wasn’t Jimin who saved the day…on his own. “Please thank both of them for me,” you smiled, “I love you, baby. I can’t wait for next week. I’m seriously going to fuck your brains out…so be prepared for that.” “Goddamn it, baby, you’re gonna make me have to jerk in here…and I do not want the first time I cum to be from my hand, but from your tight pussy wrapped around my dick.” “Goddamn it, Yoongi, I’m gonna have to get my vibrator out now,” you shrugged as if it was a hassle. “You better not get it out until I’m home and can watch the show,” he looked at you with a serious look on his face, before giggling. “Baby, I wouldn’t think of having it any other way. Besides, I need you to direct me…” you licked your lips and sent him the hottest bedroom eyes you could muster.
“Fuck,” he looked around, as if the guys hadn’t already stepped outside and had been listening the whole time. When he was certain, he continued, “I might have you do it right now…” “Oh...,” you looked at him with the double eyed emoji look on your face, “I mean…I’m not opposed.” “Wait,” he stood up and checked for sure, then walked into what would be your new bedroom, “this is going to be where all the magic happens, so…we should do it here.” You laughed out loud, “baby, ‘magic’, really?” He laughed too, “what…sometimes ‘magic’ is the right word. I mean it’s never the right word when Jimin says it, but when I say it…it’s the best choice of words, right?” “Oh yes, absolutely,” you giggled, “ok, give me just one second.”
You shuffled through your displaced dresser and cleared a bigger space on your bed, “I’m ready, boyfriend.” “I see that, take off that tiny little shirt, let me see them,” he held his tongue between his lips, leaning forward as if he would be able to join you in person, if he leaned in far enough. You took your cami off and held the phone out for him to get a good look. “Maybe this wasn’t the best idea. My dick is fucking solid,” he admitted, “fuck, you are so fucking sexy and fucking beautiful. Squeeze them together for me…can you?” “Of course, one sec,” you placed the phone on the dresser, “right there?” “Yes, I think so,” he looked at what the view would be, “goddamn, get in front of the camera, let me see those titties.” You giggled and sat back on the bed, squeezing your tits together, pulling gently on your nipples…everything that he liked to do. “Fuck, I’d give my left nut to be there right now, sucking on those nipples,” he licked his lips, “ok, let’s see the panties.” You smiled and slowly slid your panties off, holding them up in front of you so that he could see them, “I’ve only been wearing the ones you like so that if you ever need a flash or something else, I’m prepared.” “Perfect fucking girlfriend, I love those ones,” he nodded, holding his tongue between his lips again, “...ok, baby, lay back…show me those lips.”
As directed, you held your legs open, reaching down to spread your pussy lips allowing him to see all of you. “Rub it,” his voice had definitely dropped a few octaves, the words coming out of his mouth as growls. You smiled and started to rub through your folds, momentarily bringing your fingers to your mouth to wet them more, before you started to round your bud. "Fuck," a definite moan also in his voice. You slowly worked yourself up, his words accompanying your actions, "oh my god, yes, fuck that's so fucking hot. Open a little more, yes…" You were quickly approaching your high, the visual of him staring at you, essentially drooling over you, stroking your ego in such a way that made you feel even sexier than he already made you feel. "What about the vibe," you asked, remembering your earlier search. "No, just like this," he growled before he softened, "please." "Of course, whatever you want to see, baby," you held your bottom lip between your teeth, your 'I'm gonna cum' eyes locking onto his gaze, "oh my god, I'm gonna…tell me to, baby, tell me what to do for you…" "Cum for me, cum for me right now," his growling moan was just the push you needed and you began to fall apart. "Fuck, Yoongi, baby, oh god," you moaned, lifting your body off of the bed then dropping back down, before you lay still as your breathing returned to normal.
"That, girlfriend, was the hottest shit I have ever witnessed, mother fuck," he ran his hand through his long black hair and smiled as he stood up, "yeah, baby, my wood and I need to get the fuck out of here. I need to release the hold these blue balls have on me." You giggled as you sat up and grabbed your phone, "ok, babe. Well, that was fun. I feel pumped with like a shot of energy…thank you for the direction, boyfriend." "Oh, no, beautiful," he licked his lips as he walked outside where the guys were holding their arms up, all with 'bro, what the fuck' looks on their faces, "thank you for the show. I'll call you in a bit, look at these fools." He turned his phone, before he realized when he heard your screeches, "Yoongi, oh my god." The guys acted like they didn't see your tits, but they all saw them, it was obvious in how they were instantly quiet as they looked away from his phone. He pointed at all of them, "take them out of your fucking thoughts right now." You fell back on your bed and laughed, mortified, but enamored with Yoongi protecting your dignity. "I saw nothing, sweetheart. Me either. Not to worry, I was looking at my phone, sweetie," all of their terrible denial voices accompanied Yoongi’s embarrassed and sorry one. "Umm, ok, well…all good, all good, call me later babe. I love you," you shook your head as you looked at him mouthing back to you, 'I'm so sorry, baby'. You waved off his apology, "nothing to apologize for, boyfriend. I love you. Talk soon." "Yes, call you soon. I love you too," Yoongi hung up and proceeded to point at each of them, "this didn't happen."
"No worries, hyung," Jimin stated, before patting Yoongi on his back and lifting his eyes in awe. "I will end you, little man," he scolded, as everyone laughed. "Little, I'm taller than you now hyung," Jimin whined as everyone squeezed back into the car. "Yeah, those shoes help a little bit, Jiminssi," Taehyung stated, causing everyone to laugh and the story of how you inadvertently flashed the guys was tucked into the recesses of everyone's mind.
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The adorable gummy smile that everyone loved was warming your heart from just centimeters away from you, which is what you wanted it to be like all the time. It was going to be tough leaving your life, but what you were going to get in return was, love…true love, with Yoongi, the love of your life.
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“Hyung, did you see this one?” Taehyung asked when he walked into the studio. You’d returned to Los Angeles to pack up your life and Yoongi was thinking about nothing but finding a place for the two of you. “What? What the hell are you talking about, Taehyungie?” Yoongi turned around and held his shoulders up wondering what he was talking about. “This apartment, it’s beautiful and I think this room here...,” Taehyung began to show Yoongi a place that his own realtor had sent him, “...can easily be converted into a dark room. I’d love it for sure.” “Taehyungie, what the hell is this? Why are you showing me this? What are you doing?” Yoongi was overwhelmed, unsure of what was happening, happy of course…but unsure nonetheless. “Well hyung, we all want to help you and her find the perfect place. I called this woman that I’ve worked with when thinking about new places and told her your specifications and she sent me this. Namjoonhyung and Jiminie have also asked their realtor to look and Seokjin hyung, Hoseokie hyung and Jungkookie have done the same. I thought you knew?”
“What the hell…how would I know? You guys are just a bunch of nerds,” Yoongi shook his head with a big smile across his face, “that does look nice. Can we go by today and see it?” “Yes, hyung, that’s why I came to the studio…let’s go over now,” Taehyung was so happy that he’d been the first to find a place that would work, however, as soon as Yoongi stood up to see Taehyung’s option, Namjoon and Jimin ran in showing him a different one. Yoongi was overwhelmed, his brothers, taking care of him…and you, it was enough to make him cry, but he saved those tears for you. Now, he wanted to see the places that they were showing him and the one that he’d found too, his soft and appreciative voice was heard before they left, “thank you…so much.” They didn’t even respond with words, just head nods, as if they would do anything else.
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“Fuck, this is fucking it! What are the chances that one of these places would have a studio in it already. This is it and it’s so close to work, this is it. Thank you all so much, please tell your realtor thank you from me and her, Namjoon & Jimin,” he smiled, but then shook his head when he saw Jimin’s little smirk appear, “don’t even, I know…” Jimin laughed and crossed his hands in front of his chest, “what hyung? I wasn’t going to say anything about the fact that bias number one is the one that came through.” “Oh my god,” Yoongi rolled his eyes, “if this wasn’t the most perfect place I’d kick your ass.” “Oh, hyung, it’s ok. I’m honored that you all will be here in the place that me and Namjoon hyung found,” Jimin stated once more, taking in the warmth that feeling like he got one over on Yoongi was.
“Now, I just need her to come home to me,” Yoongi stated as he walked out, immediately placing an offer with the realtor.
[Yoongi]: Girlfriend…
[Yoongi]: I found it
[Yoongi]: I found it baby…it’s perfect, like you
[You]: Boyfriend, what? Seriously…
[You]: Show it to me if you can
[Yoongi]: I’m here right now, calling you
“Hi baby,” you smiled, just seeing his face made you happy. “Hi baby,” he responded, the look on his face a mix of happiness, horny and relief, “...you know what those tiny little cami’s do to me, girlfriend.” You giggled and he pointed at you through the screen, scolding you silently before he smiled, “...you’ve got me walking around with some stiff ass jeans.” You laughed out loud and teased him, just a bit, pulling your cami down a little bit more just so that the top of your nips popped out, “oh, goodness, how did that happen?” You held your hand over your mouth as if it was an accident. He laughed, even harder, “I fucking love you.” “I fucking love you too, boyfriend. Ok, now show it to me,” you sat excitedly on your bed, boxes surrounding it on all sides.
“It’s everything we need, right? It’s so nice,” he walked around with the video on, showing you all the nooks and crannies of the two story apartment. “It’s beautiful, I love it so much, I wish I was there right now…on my knees,” you bit down on your lip and waited for him to hear what you said. “Girlfriend, if you keep acting up, I’m not going to show you the reason this is it,” he smiled, tilting his head to the side. “Ok, ok, geez, boyfriend. I’m sorry, it’s your fault you're so fucking hot. I just want to jump your bones ALL. THE. TIME,” you giggled, blowing him a kiss. “Soon, baby, I will bang that pretty pussy over and over…every single, fucking day, don’t play with me,” he spoke seriously, before he laughed. You laughed as well, “so are you going to show me the surprise?”
He looked at you, eagerly waiting, his thoughts racing. He absolutely wanted to show you, but he also kinda wanted you to see it when you were there, for real, “I’m seriously deciding, it’s like the most amazing surprise, I kinda want to wait until you're here so the first time you see it is in person, is that crazy?” “Baby, you are toying with my level of patience, BUT, if you are feeling like this, then I want you to show it to me the way you want to. I can wait…as much as it will kill the fuck outta me…I can wait,” you smiled at him, wanting so badly for him to be spinning you in his arms. “Really, baby, you’ll wait to see it?” he asked, semi-surprised, knowing how hard it was for you to wait for things. “Yes, of course. I love that little twinkle you get in your eyes when you do something special for me. It fills my entire heart,” you sighed, so deeply in love with him that your heart panged when you weren’t right next to him. “I love you. I promise it will be worth it,” he assured, holding his hand over his heart. “Baby, I have literally no doubts,” you assured him as well, “I love you.”
“How is the packing going?” He realized that he was so excited to tell you about the place that he misplaced your present situation. “Oh, baby, I’ve got a lot of shit,” you fell back on your bed, sighing, squeezing your eyes shut so as to avoid having to do all the work of deciding what goes and what stays. “I wish I could be there to help you sooner,” he shrugged, “I hate that I’m making you move and I can’t even be there to help you.” “Boyfriend, you are not ‘making’ me do anything. I am a grown woman, who can make her own decisions. I am moving because you asked me to and I want to be with you,” you tilted your head, making sure he understood, it wasn’t him, but us. “I’m sorry, I know, I just feel bad not being there like a good boyfriend,” he shrugged, taking a seat on the steps inside your new apartment. “Oh my god, Yoongi,” you rolled your eyes playfully, “you are literally the best boyfriend in the whole world…so stop that. You’d be here sooner if you could, I know that, and I have no doubt about it. I can’t wait to see you. I’m kind of embarrassed now with all the shit I have,” you giggled. “Girlfriend, have you forgotten that I stayed at your place for a few days, I know you have a bunch of shit,” he chuckled, watching your mouth drop open as you sat up. “Baby, are you seriously talking shit about my shit?” You scrunched your face in disbelief, leaning toward him in full judgment. “I was just agreeing with you, baby,” he laughed, “I love all your shit, I promise you can bring it all if you want.” You both laughed, the easy banter that came with your relationship reminding both of you how lucky you were to find each other.
“I can’t wait to see you, I love you so much, Yoongi,” you stared at him through the screen, trying hard to keep the melancholic emotions in check. “I love you too, it’s ok baby, I know…even though we are going to see each other soon, it doesn’t mean we still can’t miss each other,” he was the best at knowing exactly what you were thinking. “I love you,” you simply stated knowing that he knew exactly what you were thinking. “I better let you go, how much time have you spent away from the studio today?” You knew that his ability to wait for you was directly tied to his ability to distract himself. “Not much time, don’t worry,” he smiled, “did you know that these fools all had their own realtors looking for places for us?”
“No way,” you held your hand over your surprised happy face, “that is so sweet of them...I love them all. So was it one of their realtors or yours that found it?” “Babe, she is our realtor, but…” he laughed and rolled his eyes. You laughed, knowing exactly what the eye roll was for, “no fucking way…I bet he was so happy to remind you that it was his, huh. Oh Jimin, so cute, always.” “No, baby, not cute…annoying as fuck and it was his and Namjoon’s realtor so, it wasn’t just his,” he made sure to add that it wasn’t Jimin who saved the day…on his own. “Please thank both of them for me,” you smiled, “I love you, baby. I can’t wait for next week. I’m seriously going to fuck your brains out…so be prepared for that.” “Goddamn it, baby, you’re gonna make me have to jerk in here…and I do not want the first time I cum to be from my hand, but from your tight pussy wrapped around my dick.” “Goddamn it, Yoongi, I’m gonna have to get my vibrator out now,” you shrugged as if it was a hassle. “You better not get it out until I’m home and can watch the show,” he looked at you with a serious look on his face, before giggling. “Baby, I wouldn’t think of having it any other way. Besides, I need you to direct me…” you licked your lips and sent him the hottest bedroom eyes you could muster.
“Fuck,” he looked around, as if the guys hadn’t already stepped outside and had been listening the whole time. When he was certain, he continued, “I might have you do it right now…” “Oh...,” you looked at him with the double eyed emoji look on your face, “I mean…I’m not opposed.” “Wait,” he stood up and checked for sure, then walked into what would be your new bedroom, “this is going to be where all the magic happens, so…we should do it here.” You laughed out loud, “baby, ‘magic’, really?” He laughed too, “what…sometimes ‘magic’ is the right word. I mean it’s never the right word when Jimin says it, but when I say it…it’s the best choice of words, right?” “Oh yes, absolutely,” you giggled, “ok, give me just one second.”
You shuffled through your displaced dresser and cleared a bigger space on your bed, “I’m ready, boyfriend.” “I see that, take off that tiny little shirt, let me see them,” he held his tongue between his lips, leaning forward as if he would be able to join you in person, if he leaned in far enough. You took your cami off and held the phone out for him to get a good look. “Maybe this wasn’t the best idea. My dick is fucking solid,” he admitted, “fuck, you are so fucking sexy and fucking beautiful. Squeeze them together for me…can you?” “Of course, one sec,” you placed the phone on the dresser, “right there?” “Yes, I think so,” he looked at what the view would be, “goddamn, get in front of the camera, let me see those titties.” You giggled and sat back on the bed, squeezing your tits together, pulling gently on your nipples…everything that he liked to do. “Fuck, I’d give my left nut to be there right now, sucking on those nipples,” he licked his lips, “ok, let’s see the panties.” You smiled and slowly slid your panties off, holding them up in front of you so that he could see them, “I’ve only been wearing the ones you like so that if you ever need a flash or something else, I’m prepared.” “Perfect fucking girlfriend, I love those ones,” he nodded, holding his tongue between his lips again, “...ok, baby, lay back…show me those lips.”
As directed, you held your legs open, reaching down to spread your pussy lips allowing him to see all of you. “Rub it,” his voice had definitely dropped a few octaves, the words coming out of his mouth as growls. You smiled and started to rub through your folds, momentarily bringing your fingers to your mouth to wet them more, before you started to round your bud. "Fuck," a definite moan also in his voice. You slowly worked yourself up, his words accompanying your actions, "oh my god, yes, fuck that's so fucking hot. Open a little more, yes…" You were quickly approaching your high, the visual of him staring at you, essentially drooling over you, stroking your ego in such a way that made you feel even sexier than he already made you feel. "What about the vibe," you asked, remembering your earlier search. "No, just like this," he growled before he softened, "please." "Of course, whatever you want to see, baby," you held your bottom lip between your teeth, your 'I'm gonna cum' eyes locking onto his gaze, "oh my god, I'm gonna…tell me to, baby, tell me what to do for you…" "Cum for me, cum for me right now," his growling moan was just the push you needed and you began to fall apart. "Fuck, Yoongi, baby, oh god," you moaned, lifting your body off of the bed then dropping back down, before you lay still as your breathing returned to normal.
"That, girlfriend, was the hottest shit I have ever witnessed, mother fuck," he ran his hand through his long black hair and smiled as he stood up, "yeah, baby, my wood and I need to get the fuck out of here. I need to release the hold these blue balls have on me." You giggled as you sat up and grabbed your phone, "ok, babe. Well, that was fun. I feel pumped with like a shot of energy…thank you for the direction, boyfriend." "Oh, no, beautiful," he licked his lips as he walked outside where the guys were holding their arms up, all with 'bro, what the fuck' looks on their faces, "thank you for the show. I'll call you in a bit, look at these fools." He turned his phone, before he realized when he heard your screeches, "Yoongi, oh my god." The guys acted like they didn't see your tits, but they all saw them, it was obvious in how they were instantly quiet as they looked away from his phone. He pointed at all of them, "take them out of your fucking thoughts right now." You fell back on your bed and laughed, mortified, but enamored with Yoongi protecting your dignity. "I saw nothing, sweetheart. Me either. Not to worry, I was looking at my phone, sweetie," all of their terrible denial voices accompanied Yoongi’s embarrassed and sorry one. "Umm, ok, well…all good, all good, call me later babe. I love you," you shook your head as you looked at him mouthing back to you, 'I'm so sorry, baby'. You waved off his apology, "nothing to apologize for, boyfriend. I love you. Talk soon." "Yes, call you soon. I love you too," Yoongi hung up and proceeded to point at each of them, "this didn't happen."
"No worries, hyung," Jimin stated, before patting Yoongi on his back and lifting his eyes in awe. "I will end you, little man," he scolded, as everyone laughed. "Little, I'm taller than you now hyung," Jimin whined as everyone squeezed back into the car. "Yeah, those shoes help a little bit, Jiminssi," Taehyung stated, causing everyone to laugh and the story of how you inadvertently flashed the guys was tucked into the recesses of everyone's mind.
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"I'm so happy that you are here and flying back with me," you leaned onto Yoongi’s shoulder. "I know, I'm so happy," he kissed your forehead, before returning to a mass of emails he had to tend to. "Baby, you did not have to get this private plane. I would have been fine is we were on the international flight," you smiled as you stood up to look out the window. "Girlfriend, shut up. What good is all this work and sacrifice if I can't do shit like this," he patted his lap for you to join him, "I don't think I'm gonna get any work done with you here, huh?" You giggled as you held your arms around his neck, "I'm sorry…I'll stop talking, I promise." "I didn't say that I wanted you to stop talking," he pushed his lips against yours and smacked your ass, "should we bone now or later…I mean we have a very long flight." "Now…and later," you smiled. "That's my mother fucking girl," he stood up, holding onto you and carried you to the bed.
You both giggled and laughed as you lay on the bed, staring at each other, allowing the reality of your lives being merged to fall over you. You looked at each other, no words, as you laid next to each other on your sides. He pushed your hair behind your ear and broke the silence, "you are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. Not just your outside, which is hot and sexy as fuck, but your insides are my favorite…and I'm not even talking about your pussy, ass, or mouth." You both laughed and he continued, "no seriously, girlfriend, you are so kind and smart as fuck, so talented and sweet, funny and reflective, I honestly love everything about you. Everything that makes you 'you' that's where I find my happiness. With you, here and anywhere we are." "Boyfriend," you started to tear up, "you're too much…" He chuckled, "I speak only the truth, babe." "You're the sweetest man, so thoughtful and wise, hilarious and sarcastic, not to mention quite easy on the eyes," you both giggled, "no, for real, in you…I feel like I've found my other half. Absolutely the person I was always meant to be with. You complete me in every single way. You're the love of my life and I love the fuck out of you."
He smiled and pushed his hand under your head to bring your lips to his, "I love the fuck outta you." Your lips connected perfectly, as they always did, and your bodies easily transitioned into melting together. Naked and close together, he pushed into your opening, holding your arms above your head and kissing you as he did. Your kisses were filled with passion, love, respect, and adoration. The comforting feeling that implanted into your heart was that of certainty, this was how it would always be.
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“We’re almost there,” Yoongi held your hand as you approached the lobby of your new apartment. “This is seriously so weird, I for real can not see,” you described the crazy feeling of being blindfolded and life happening on the outside. He pushed the up arrow on the elevator and held you tightly. “Well, let me tell you,” he whispered, close to your ear, “...this is really hot, having you like this…we’re gonna have to add this to our healthy fucking regiment.” You laughed out loud, then covered your mouth, remembering you were in public, “yeah, you like it huh?”
“Hi, good morning. Yes, surprising her,” Yoongi spoke quickly, to cover your response, knowing that you did not know there was an older couple that had stepped into the elevator with you. You knew that your voice was louder than you anticipated and probably super loud in the smaller space. You buried your head into his chest and could feel his tiny giggle against your body, coupled with the barely audible sound that accompanied it. You felt the elevator stop and then heard him say, “yes, have a great day.” When the doors closed again, Yoongi let out a loud belly laugh, “you dirty hoe.” “Shut up, you’re the hoe, talking all dirty, you know I have to do something with that,” you joined his laugh. You felt the elevator stop again and he directed, “ok, this is us.” “Ahhh, I’m so excited,” you were practically jumping up and down and then you had a thought, “wait, babe…” “Yes, baby,” he asked, kissing your cheek. “Why did I have to wear the blindfold up to now…I could have put it on here…” your mouth scrunched up, overtaken by curiosity. “Oh shit,” he started laughing, “I guess you’re right. Sorry, girlfriend.” “Yoongi,” you whined, before laughing, “ah well, the blindfold comment was hot, so…” “Yes, that is true and I’m fucking dead serious about that too,” he kissed you again and you heard him pull his keys from his pocket.
“Are you ready?” he asked, as you felt him untying the blindfold. “Umm, fuck yes!” you were so excited you could hardly stand it. “Ok, here we go. Dear lord I hope you like it,” he pulled the blindfold off and took a deep breath. “I will…,” you began before you could see, then immediately you covered your mouth with your hand, “oh my god, baby, this is beautiful…are you fucking serious?” He smiled and stepped back as you explored the space. “Babe,” you smiled as you plopped down on the couch, “you got it all furnished too…oh my god, this is amazing!” “Yes, do you like it?” he asked, grateful that you did. “Like it? Baby, I fucking love it, this is exactly the kinds of things I like,” you gushed as you wrapped your arms around him, “thank you, boyfriend.” “Well, I took careful note when I was in your apartment the first time,” he smiled, “I mean…we needed to start fucking immediately, so, I had to be prepared for anywhere.” You giggled, “that’s true…speaking of…”
You started to kiss his lips, then you sucked on his neck as you played with the bottom part of his hair, “where is the bedroom?” He laughed, “well, actually, that is very close to the real surprise. The one you’ve been waiting for.” “Ahhh, yes, oh my gosh,” you jumped up and down, “show me, show me…” He laughed and intertwined his hand with yours, “upstairs. Do you want to see the bedroom first or the surprise?” “Boyfriend, you know what I want to see, first…” you looked at him with a tilted head, knowing the place you needed to end in was the bedroom. “Ahh yes, sorry, sorry,” he giggled, “I thought you wanted my dick first, but…I guess I’ll show you the surprise.” You laughed, “you get me.”
A few steps into the second floor and you saw a red bow down the hall, “oh my god, BOYFRIEND! Did you really wrap it up…oh my god, you’re the fucking greatest.” He shrugged shyly, as if it was no big deal, just something he did…something he would always do, “it’s just a bow, girlfriend.” “Yeah, ok,” you smiled, “as if you didn’t do it specifically for my happiness alone.” “Not true,” he wrapped his arms around you, walking in unison as you always did, while he kissed your neck sweetly, “your happiness is my happiness, so…it was purely a selfish choice.” You turned around and rolled your eyes, “yeah, sure, you are the most selfish person I’ve ever met…” You smiled and lifted your hand behind your head, placing it on his cheek as you drew him closer to you, “thank you so much baby. I appreciate everything you do for me.” He kissed you and then you turned to face the red bow, stretched around the closed door. “Ok, so before I show you…just remember that you can make any alterations you need to make it your space. So if you see something in the ‘wrong’ place, just know that everything can be changed, ok?” “Got it,” you nodded, clasping your hands together.
“Ok, here it is,” he smiled, holding his arm out as if he was saying ‘ta-da’. You couldn’t move. Tears just began to stream down your face and you stood stunned, completely overwhelmed with how much you loved him and how happy you were in the moment. “Yoongi, this is…” you spoke, but you were too overwhelmed to complete your statement. You walked into the studio, with your hand covering your mouth, crying, “this is…amazing, how the…Oh my god, this is just…oh my god.” His quiet smile, the one that exudes pride and happiness, fulfillment and contentment, the one that defined his happiest state, was shining brightly from his face. You ran up to him, throwing your arms around him, kissing him over and over, “thank you, baby, thank you so much…it’s absolutely gorgeous, it’s perfect, it’s everything…” “Well, not everything, sweetheart,” he smiled as he took your hand and walked you over to the closed door in the corner of the studio, “this is everything.” He nodded for you to open the door and when you did, your already nuclear meltdown was tripled, “BABY!”
“How, are you…what the…I can’t believe this,” you stepped into the dark room that was behind the door, “my own fucking dark room? I’ve only ever had shared studio space and always a shared dark room…always, baby…I know you probably get how big this is, but like for real, for real…this is the most amazing surprise that I’ve ever had in my life. This is the greatest space I could have ever imagined. And I will not be changing a thing…it’s literally perfect!” “Well, then it has something in common with you,” he gushed in his quiet tone, “my perfect girl.”
Before any more words could be stated, he was kissing you, holding onto you tightly and your pussy was instantly drenched. You were already turned on, but the way he took you, the passion he was delivering…you knew you’d probably cum within a few minutes. He lifted you up, continuing to kiss you, as he carried you into your new master bedroom. He placed you down and began to undress you, as his lips stayed latched with yours. You did the same, quickly unbuckling his belt and pants, pushing everything down before lifting his shirt over his head. Naked in seconds, he lifted you once more and placed you down onto the bed, which was the only time his kiss had parted from yours.
“I love you so fucking much,” he shook his head, as if in disbelief of reality. You smiled, you understood Namjoon’s famous words so deeply at that moment, because you knew you loved him more than love, “I love you so fucking much.” You both shifted back onto the bed, before he climbed on top of you, kissing you, touching you. His tongue reacquainted itself to your skin, and he squeezed your breasts as he sucked on your nipples. You held onto the back of his head, your hand gripping lightly onto his long hair, as he claimed you. Your body lifted up, your arousal was plentiful and as his fingers found your folds you moaned in appreciation of his touch. “Oh my god,” you voiced, feeling like you were already going to explode, “damn, baby, I’m close.” “Really? Already?” he asked, smiling proudly. “Yes, all of this, you…everything is sexy as fuck. I feel like I’ve been wet for days,” you admitted as you continued to grind into him. “Because you have,” he giggled and you joined in, both of you nodding at the fact.
“Do it, cum for me,” he directed, eager to feel you around him again. “Oh my god,” you took a deep breath and grabbed hold of the pleasure waves that had been building, “I’m cumming.” You held onto him as you swam through your orgasm, body tightened, breath held. Your body released and shook, jerking against him with even the tiniest movement of his fingers. When your body regained some semblance of pre-orgasm, he shifted between your legs, and held your leg against his chest as he pushed his length into your dripping cunt. “Oh, my god, that’s never gonna get old. I can still feel your clit throbbing against my dick,” he whispered, as he took his time entering you, taking in the incredible feeling of your pussy around him. “You feel so good,” you moaned, “I love feeling you inside of me.” “Oh, baby, I love being inside of you,” he chuckled, as he continued to thrust into you. His pace remained steady as he kissed you and his hands held onto your body.
The sound of him making love to you combined with the sunlight flooding into the room created the perfect feeling of euphoria and bliss. His thrusts began to increase in pace and you knew he was on the chase for his release. “Oh my god,” he growled through his grunts, “fuck, I love you, I fucking love you.” “I love you too…so much,” you moaned as he pumped into you. “Fuck, fuck, oh shit,” he called out then held still as he pushed in deep and emptied into you. Every few moments, he would pull out slightly, before pushing back into you, holding himself deep inside of you. You held onto his arms as he filled you up. When his load was transferred, he laid on top of you, listening to your heart race then slow to normal. When it did, he rolled off of you, before connecting with your kiss again.
“Wow,” you smiled as he lay next to you, both of you staring up at your new ceiling, “that was amazing.” He nodded and agreed, “yes. It was, fucking incredible.” You started to giggle and he turned to you, wondering what you were giggling at. You shook your head, “I just realized that this is the first time I’m really seeing our room…the ceiling was the only thing I saw at first.” He laughed and kissed you, “so do you like it?” You smiled through your giggles, “I love it and I love you.” “I love you, too, baby…welcome home!”
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You both giggled and laughed as you lay on the bed, staring at each other, allowing the reality of your lives being merged to fall over you. You looked at each other, no words, as you laid next to each other on your sides. He pushed your hair behind your ear and broke the silence, "you are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. Not just your outside, which is hot and sexy as fuck, but your insides are my favorite…and I'm not even talking about your pussy, ass, or mouth." You both laughed and he continued, "no seriously, girlfriend, you are so kind and smart as fuck, so talented and sweet, funny and reflective, I honestly love everything about you. Everything that makes you 'you' that's where I find my happiness. With you, here and anywhere we are." "Boyfriend," you started to tear up, "you're too much…" He chuckled, "I speak only the truth, babe." "You're the sweetest man, so thoughtful and wise, hilarious and sarcastic, not to mention quite easy on the eyes," you both giggled, "no, for real, in you…I feel like I've found my other half. Absolutely the person I was always meant to be with. You complete me in every single way. You're the love of my life and I love the fuck out of you."
He smiled and pushed his hand under your head to bring your lips to his, "I love the fuck outta you." Your lips connected perfectly, as they always did, and your bodies easily transitioned into melting together. Naked and close together, he pushed into your opening, holding your arms above your head and kissing you as he did. Your kisses were filled with passion, love, respect, and adoration. The comforting feeling that implanted into your heart was that of certainty, this was how it would always be.
--
“We’re almost there,” Yoongi held your hand as you approached the lobby of your new apartment. “This is seriously so weird, I for real can not see,” you described the crazy feeling of being blindfolded and life happening on the outside. He pushed the up arrow on the elevator and held you tightly. “Well, let me tell you,” he whispered, close to your ear, “...this is really hot, having you like this…we’re gonna have to add this to our healthy fucking regiment.” You laughed out loud, then covered your mouth, remembering you were in public, “yeah, you like it huh?”
“Hi, good morning. Yes, surprising her,” Yoongi spoke quickly, to cover your response, knowing that you did not know there was an older couple that had stepped into the elevator with you. You knew that your voice was louder than you anticipated and probably super loud in the smaller space. You buried your head into his chest and could feel his tiny giggle against your body, coupled with the barely audible sound that accompanied it. You felt the elevator stop and then heard him say, “yes, have a great day.” When the doors closed again, Yoongi let out a loud belly laugh, “you dirty hoe.” “Shut up, you’re the hoe, talking all dirty, you know I have to do something with that,” you joined his laugh. You felt the elevator stop again and he directed, “ok, this is us.” “Ahhh, I’m so excited,” you were practically jumping up and down and then you had a thought, “wait, babe…” “Yes, baby,” he asked, kissing your cheek. “Why did I have to wear the blindfold up to now…I could have put it on here…” your mouth scrunched up, overtaken by curiosity. “Oh shit,” he started laughing, “I guess you’re right. Sorry, girlfriend.” “Yoongi,” you whined, before laughing, “ah well, the blindfold comment was hot, so…” “Yes, that is true and I’m fucking dead serious about that too,” he kissed you again and you heard him pull his keys from his pocket.
“Are you ready?” he asked, as you felt him untying the blindfold. “Umm, fuck yes!” you were so excited you could hardly stand it. “Ok, here we go. Dear lord I hope you like it,” he pulled the blindfold off and took a deep breath. “I will…,” you began before you could see, then immediately you covered your mouth with your hand, “oh my god, baby, this is beautiful…are you fucking serious?” He smiled and stepped back as you explored the space. “Babe,” you smiled as you plopped down on the couch, “you got it all furnished too…oh my god, this is amazing!” “Yes, do you like it?” he asked, grateful that you did. “Like it? Baby, I fucking love it, this is exactly the kinds of things I like,” you gushed as you wrapped your arms around him, “thank you, boyfriend.” “Well, I took careful note when I was in your apartment the first time,” he smiled, “I mean…we needed to start fucking immediately, so, I had to be prepared for anywhere.” You giggled, “that’s true…speaking of…”
You started to kiss his lips, then you sucked on his neck as you played with the bottom part of his hair, “where is the bedroom?” He laughed, “well, actually, that is very close to the real surprise. The one you’ve been waiting for.” “Ahhh, yes, oh my gosh,” you jumped up and down, “show me, show me…” He laughed and intertwined his hand with yours, “upstairs. Do you want to see the bedroom first or the surprise?” “Boyfriend, you know what I want to see, first…” you looked at him with a tilted head, knowing the place you needed to end in was the bedroom. “Ahh yes, sorry, sorry,” he giggled, “I thought you wanted my dick first, but…I guess I’ll show you the surprise.” You laughed, “you get me.”
A few steps into the second floor and you saw a red bow down the hall, “oh my god, BOYFRIEND! Did you really wrap it up…oh my god, you’re the fucking greatest.” He shrugged shyly, as if it was no big deal, just something he did…something he would always do, “it’s just a bow, girlfriend.” “Yeah, ok,” you smiled, “as if you didn’t do it specifically for my happiness alone.” “Not true,” he wrapped his arms around you, walking in unison as you always did, while he kissed your neck sweetly, “your happiness is my happiness, so…it was purely a selfish choice.” You turned around and rolled your eyes, “yeah, sure, you are the most selfish person I’ve ever met…” You smiled and lifted your hand behind your head, placing it on his cheek as you drew him closer to you, “thank you so much baby. I appreciate everything you do for me.” He kissed you and then you turned to face the red bow, stretched around the closed door. “Ok, so before I show you…just remember that you can make any alterations you need to make it your space. So if you see something in the ‘wrong’ place, just know that everything can be changed, ok?” “Got it,” you nodded, clasping your hands together.
“Ok, here it is,” he smiled, holding his arm out as if he was saying ‘ta-da’. You couldn’t move. Tears just began to stream down your face and you stood stunned, completely overwhelmed with how much you loved him and how happy you were in the moment. “Yoongi, this is…” you spoke, but you were too overwhelmed to complete your statement. You walked into the studio, with your hand covering your mouth, crying, “this is…amazing, how the…Oh my god, this is just…oh my god.” His quiet smile, the one that exudes pride and happiness, fulfillment and contentment, the one that defined his happiest state, was shining brightly from his face. You ran up to him, throwing your arms around him, kissing him over and over, “thank you, baby, thank you so much…it’s absolutely gorgeous, it’s perfect, it’s everything…” “Well, not everything, sweetheart,” he smiled as he took your hand and walked you over to the closed door in the corner of the studio, “this is everything.” He nodded for you to open the door and when you did, your already nuclear meltdown was tripled, “BABY!”
“How, are you…what the…I can’t believe this,” you stepped into the dark room that was behind the door, “my own fucking dark room? I’ve only ever had shared studio space and always a shared dark room…always, baby…I know you probably get how big this is, but like for real, for real…this is the most amazing surprise that I’ve ever had in my life. This is the greatest space I could have ever imagined. And I will not be changing a thing…it’s literally perfect!” “Well, then it has something in common with you,” he gushed in his quiet tone, “my perfect girl.”
Before any more words could be stated, he was kissing you, holding onto you tightly and your pussy was instantly drenched. You were already turned on, but the way he took you, the passion he was delivering…you knew you’d probably cum within a few minutes. He lifted you up, continuing to kiss you, as he carried you into your new master bedroom. He placed you down and began to undress you, as his lips stayed latched with yours. You did the same, quickly unbuckling his belt and pants, pushing everything down before lifting his shirt over his head. Naked in seconds, he lifted you once more and placed you down onto the bed, which was the only time his kiss had parted from yours.
“I love you so fucking much,” he shook his head, as if in disbelief of reality. You smiled, you understood Namjoon’s famous words so deeply at that moment, because you knew you loved him more than love, “I love you so fucking much.” You both shifted back onto the bed, before he climbed on top of you, kissing you, touching you. His tongue reacquainted itself to your skin, and he squeezed your breasts as he sucked on your nipples. You held onto the back of his head, your hand gripping lightly onto his long hair, as he claimed you. Your body lifted up, your arousal was plentiful and as his fingers found your folds you moaned in appreciation of his touch. “Oh my god,” you voiced, feeling like you were already going to explode, “damn, baby, I’m close.” “Really? Already?” he asked, smiling proudly. “Yes, all of this, you…everything is sexy as fuck. I feel like I’ve been wet for days,” you admitted as you continued to grind into him. “Because you have,” he giggled and you joined in, both of you nodding at the fact.
“Do it, cum for me,” he directed, eager to feel you around him again. “Oh my god,” you took a deep breath and grabbed hold of the pleasure waves that had been building, “I’m cumming.” You held onto him as you swam through your orgasm, body tightened, breath held. Your body released and shook, jerking against him with even the tiniest movement of his fingers. When your body regained some semblance of pre-orgasm, he shifted between your legs, and held your leg against his chest as he pushed his length into your dripping cunt. “Oh, my god, that’s never gonna get old. I can still feel your clit throbbing against my dick,” he whispered, as he took his time entering you, taking in the incredible feeling of your pussy around him. “You feel so good,” you moaned, “I love feeling you inside of me.” “Oh, baby, I love being inside of you,” he chuckled, as he continued to thrust into you. His pace remained steady as he kissed you and his hands held onto your body.
The sound of him making love to you combined with the sunlight flooding into the room created the perfect feeling of euphoria and bliss. His thrusts began to increase in pace and you knew he was on the chase for his release. “Oh my god,” he growled through his grunts, “fuck, I love you, I fucking love you.” “I love you too…so much,” you moaned as he pumped into you. “Fuck, fuck, oh shit,” he called out then held still as he pushed in deep and emptied into you. Every few moments, he would pull out slightly, before pushing back into you, holding himself deep inside of you. You held onto his arms as he filled you up. When his load was transferred, he laid on top of you, listening to your heart race then slow to normal. When it did, he rolled off of you, before connecting with your kiss again.
“Wow,” you smiled as he lay next to you, both of you staring up at your new ceiling, “that was amazing.” He nodded and agreed, “yes. It was, fucking incredible.” You started to giggle and he turned to you, wondering what you were giggling at. You shook your head, “I just realized that this is the first time I’m really seeing our room…the ceiling was the only thing I saw at first.” He laughed and kissed you, “so do you like it?” You smiled through your giggles, “I love it and I love you.” “I love you, too, baby…welcome home!”
--
It was almost surreal, taking his photo at rehearsal, still in disbelief that this was your life. His disposition put you at ease at all times, making you feel like no matter who was around, it was always just you and him. He grounded you, made you feel safe, loved and appreciated. More than anything though, he made you feel like this was where you belonged, right next to him…with him…this was how it would always be.