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❤️Kihyun : The Wholesome Boyfriend❤️

A/N: this one is little different from the others as far as structure because I originally intended for it to be a part of my AMBW Monsta X series that I was cooking up, but its still within the theme of the Boyfriend series. It isnt set in SK. I kinda had a vision of him having a foreign girlfriend because even though he is pretty conservative, I wouldn't put it past him to date outside of SK or his race if the connection is strong. Plus this is fiction anyway so if its not for you, its not FOR YOU...hell...anywho. This one starts out kinda fluffy with sexual tension. Kihyun falling in love with a thick queen with locs and a whole lotta ass. Not that thats relevent🌚 or is it😏

KihyunxOC named Chloe🥰 (yes..its the Chloe youre probably thinking lol i love her with him) fluff, slow burn but smut definitely occurs.

🎶🎧: Butterflies by Michael Jackson

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<The Other Boyfriends >

Emotionally

If there was anyone in Monsta X that would be the ultimate 'bring him home to mama', very 'husband coded' type, it's Kihyun.

Emotionally, he's an open book. Will pursue you and make his interest known early on with clear intentions. He's the type to properly court you. Ask you out on a date, pick you up and take you home. Open doors and lay the napkin in your lap. Bring you food randomly. He's not shy and would absolutely kiss you on the first date but only if you want him to.

And you'll want to.🌚

Chloe's door opened abruptly and Kihyun blinked in surprise when their eyes met.

She stood in the doorway of her place, bare-faced and barefooted, with her mane of brown and honey blonde locs piled high on her head. The loose curls at their ends fell from the messy bun in spirals and kissed her cheekbones and nape in ways Kihyun wished he could, and her gaze lights up with fondness at him through her glasses.

"Hey" she chimes and Kihyun thaws instantly, remembering that he'd probably been staring like a doof.

"Hey.." he exhales.

His gaze dropped to the way her leggings hugged her shapely legs, her soft tummy just barely visible in her over sized cropped college tee.

Kihyun had laid eyes on her countless times in the various moments they shared.

From the first time he saw her in class.

Then later under her favorite tree out on the courtyard.

To the day he approached her in the campus book store.

Study meet ups had become customary since they now shared a few courses, but Kihyun would have found any reason to be in her presence.

"You brought food?" Chloe's chipper tone distracted Kihyun from his daze and he glances down at the forgotten white plastic bag dangling from his fingers.

"Oh...Yeah. I figured we'd get hungry at some point. It's from that vegan place you said you liked." He nods and her dimpled smile strikes him straight through the chest in an explosion of flutters that by now he couldn't suppress.

"You remembered?" Chloe beams and Kihyun rolls his eyes at her teasing tone.

"You talk about them enough. It'd be sad if I didn't. You gonna let me in or what?" He chuckles as he steps forward. He pauses with his foot over the threshold when Chloe puts her hand on his chest.

"You gonna be nice or what?" She looks up at him with her version of a playful mean mug, but all Kihyun could ever do was stare.

Her eyes.

Her lips.

The little shine at the rounded tip of her small nose.

He blinks, remembering to breathe as he shrugged.

"Im always nice. I brought you food didn't I?." He smiles and with a smirk and roll of her eyes, Chloe nudges Kihyun's chest and turns on her heels to grant him access to her humble abode.

Chloe's apartment felt like stepping into an earthy girl's aesthetic thread on pinterest. Cream colored couches and over darkwood floors, burnt sienna and green accents all around the room.

The air always held a combination of the same scents.

Jasmine incense.

Coconut and shea.

Whatever perfume she wore to class that had Kihyun distracted through out the entire lecture when he decided to sit closer to the board. Forgetting his glasses at his dorm seemed more like fate than inconvenience since it put him a row in front of where Chloe always sat.

The fuzzy cream carpet welcomed Kihyun's feet after they were freed from his Nikes at the door.

He loved it here.

Some hours had passed and two chapters worth of information had been effectively crammed into their brains.

They ate everything, empty food containers littering her small coffee table being the aftermath and the afternoon rolled into the evening seamlessly.

Chloe sat across from Kihyun on her little sofa with her legs tucked under her, gazing at him intently and laughing with him as he recounted something embarrassing that happened in his childhood.

Hanging onto every word with a soft smile idling on her lips the more he spoke. Something about his voice always calmed her and she was sure she could listen to him talk another few hours if it weren't getting later.

"Oh shit, what time is it?" Kihyun pauses his story to ask. Before he could pull out his phone, Chloe had already tapped her screen.

"Almost 7." She says with a confused scowl. She turns to look out of her balcony window at the darkened skies and glittering city lights beyond the glass.

"Damn..it feels like 9 or something." Kihyun mutters and Chloe nods in agreement.

"Daylight savings.." she adds and Kihyun hums in understanding but says nothing else.

That comfy silence fell over them then.

With nothing more to study, no more food too eat and no excuse to stick around any longer.

"Well..I guess I should head out. Since its so dark.." Kihyun begins, albeit reluctantly, and Chloe sits up as he moved.

"You don't have to." She says, pausing mid-sentence to glance down at the way her hand rested over his. It had to have been out of reflex because she had no idea she'd reached out for him until the warmth of his hand brushed her palm.

Kihyun was staring at them too, his lips parting to allow the tip of his tongue to wet the corner of his mouth.

"Yeah?" He lifts his brow. He never meant to look at Chloe the way he was looking at her now. The look where his eyes danced between hers, then falling to her glossed lips.

Chloe blushes under his gaze, turning her head away with faint smirk playing on them now.

"Well..yeah. I-I don't mind. I like it when you're here.." she admits bashfully.

Kihyun doesn't say anything at first since he's admittedly surprised at her words. He knew Chloe liked him enough to be around him so much but usually it was with some excuse. To study. To eat. To try some new place out with him there as her emotional support companion since she didn't like eating alone in public.

But now, with their studying done and food digesting, there were no distractions from what they had in front of each other.

"Unless you have other plans..." she backpedals a hitch, sounding almost as nervous as he felt. Kihyun shakes his head immediately.

"When do I ever have other plans Chloe?" He chuckles and she shrugs.

"I don't know...it's the weekend. You might have somewhere you wanna be or..someone else to be with."

With that, a shift commenced between them. There had always been an unspoken thing between them and Kihyun felt like too much of a coward to pursue it. Which was very unlike him considering he was generally a very confident man.

But now, with the object of his desire basically giving him the green light to venture forward.

"Well, Kinda.." he pauses, allowing his hand to turn over so that his fingers could interlock with hers tentatively. Chloe follows his gentle lead, staying put when Kihyun slowly closed the distance between them on the couch.

"Im sort of there already. So..if you want me here. Im here..."

Chloe blinks up at him, her breathing visible in the steady rise and fall of her chest. Kihyun noticed it, feeling himself drawing closer.

He's timid in his approach but his eyes are sharp and intent on her lips as his leans into her. Immediately her hand comes up to rest on his jaw as they their mouths greeted eachother with slow and savored pecks.

Kihyun hums from deep in his throat as he inhaled the sweetness of her scent.

Her hair.

Her skin.

Her excitement.

Her arousal.

Potent and sweet.

Inviting and tantalizing.

He wanted nothing more than to reach down and push his hand past the barrier of her leggings to explore her body further.

But before his carnal impulses could take over, he stops.

Her eyes flutter open as the warmth of his closeness fades when he pulls away. She frowns.

"What? Whats wrong.." she whispers and Kihyun exhales a chuckle as he shook his head, the tip of his nose brushing hers swiftly.

"Nothing...I just.." he pauses to swallow, not even sure of what he wanted or needed to say. But the feeling of her lips not pressed against his felt more wrong than the direction of thoughts. So without thinking any further, Kihyun dives back in to smother her plush lips with his selfishly, easing her back to lay beneath him on the couch.

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He's so smart so naturally, intellect attracts him. He loves deep conversations and hearing your stance on different topics. He loves a good debate and he's one to play devil's advocate so be prepared for that. He loves making you laugh with his overconfidence, never shying away from doing or saying something a little silly to make you smile.

Kihyun will define the relationship very fast so you never have to wonder what you are. He might have been a player when he was younger but now, he doesn't have much patience for games.

He's big on communication so he will check in with you consistently, even if he's busier than normal. He has an old soul so sometimes, you may feel fathered by him when he gives advice but its out of love. He just want the best outcomes for you, so try not to get to bothered by his unsolicited guidence sometimes. Especially of its money related. Mans is frugal as F° (see what I did there 🌚)

Very protective of you and will fight so, don't put him in so many positions where he'll have to. That'll piss him off 😂

He is absolutely the type to say I love you first. Because fuck it, why not?

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It was raining.

Chloes apartment took on the light grey tone of the sky as the two of them enjoy the gentle pitter patter of the storm against the window pane. Kihyun was watching something on TV with Chloe's little feet resting in his lap while cozied up with a book on the other side of the couch.

He steals a look at her from the corner of his eye to admire her soft features as she focused on the printed text, her crown of locs wrapped in a patterned silk scarf that matched the sky.

She was so gorgeous to him, especially like this when she felt she looked underwhelming.

"I love you." He blurts out as if the thought itself escaped him on its own mind. She glances up from her book curiously, her expression blanketed with mild shock as she pulled the ear bud from beneath her hair.

"Hmm?" She hums curiously and the softeness in her eyes doesnt make it easier for Kihyun's galloping heart to regulate enough for him to repeat himself.

It had been about a month or so since he'd first kissed her, and their time spent together was comprised of mostly that when they weren't supposed to be studying or watching some movie that would ultimately become background noise. It was very high school of them but Kihyun enjoyed it. He valued her beyond what his body wanted.

He genuinely loved her.

The words werent hard to say.

He'd been saying them to her for weeks.

In every lingering kiss when he left her apartment.

In every savored touch when he held her close to him.

In every thoughtless act he did for her to help in any way he knew he could.

His love for her was obvious.

But it didn't feel as known until she could hear it from his mouth.

For a moment Kihyun doesnt say anything though and he just stares into her soft umber toned irises.

What if its too soon?

What if she doesnt feel the same way?

What if all this time Kihyun had deluded himself into thinking a woman as cool, beautiful, sexy, smart, and genuine as she could ever love him back?

His jaw sagged under the weight of what he was about to say and with caution thrown completely to the wind....

"Nothing's wrong. I...I just love you."

Kihyun called bullshit on any claims that its impossible to tell when a black person was blushing. Because the moment his words hit her, the apples of her cheeks brightened with her smile and the flushed tone made Kihyun want to reach across over her body to brush his thumb over her face.

"Really?"

Kihyun nods immediatly and he smiles at the squeak in her voice.

"Yeah. Like..alot." He adds and he blushes at how juvenile he probably sounded.

But she doesn't care.

"Good." Chloe quips nonchalantly, moving to put her Airpod back in place. Not expecting her to be so passive about his confession, Kihyun scoffs humorously.

"Good?" He laughs and Chloe smirks up at him with nod.

"Yeah...I was beginning to worry it was just me feeling this way over here." She says all too casually.

Kihyun huffs, shaking his head in amazement before turning his body towards her while still cradling her dainty feet in his lap.

"You were worried?" He tilts his head. Chloe looks at him over her book again with timid eyes.

"A little. Was starting to think you only liked me for my lips.." she half jokes, prompting Kihyun to roll his eyes.

Things go quiet again, apart from the low volume mumbling from the TV and the distant sound of thunder outside. Amidst it all, Kihyun never takes his eyes off of Chloe. Even after she resumed her attention to her book.

Recalling her words, Kihyun glances down at her feet and runs his finger tips over her soft skin,

"So....you love me too?" He lifts his brows, still looking at Chloe's nude pink painted toes when she regards him.

Her heart flutters at the vulnerability in his voice as well as the adorable interest he showed in her pedicure.

She sighs.

"Yes, Kihyun. I love you too. Duh..." she crinkles her nose in mock disgust, nudging him with her foot before immediately going back to reading with a lighter shade of happiness and contentment on her face

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Physically:

Kihyun keeps it player. He doesnt have to be all over you in public and nor does he have anything to prove. The most he'll do is hold your hand of course or kiss your lips in greeting or to say goodbye. Otherwise hes very reserved and polite. Especially when other people are around. If youre the type to show alot of affection in front of family or friends, Kihyun would be prone to some mild embarrassment. Flushed cheeks and red ears. Despite him being really chill and composed, I can see him being extremely nervous to meet your family.

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"I look ok?"

He'd asked her that for the third time since leaving the hotel and it was endearing that he cared so much.

Standing on Chloe's mother's porch, the music could be heard inside just as loud as the sound of Kihyun's heart beating in his ears.

He was so nervous. It had been about four months since he and Chloe made things official and despite her family already knowing of him as her friend, it felt different being around them now.

Chloe looks over at him in his dark crewneck sweater, his chesnut brown fringe peaking beneath his hat.

"You look fine for the bazillionth time. I told you this is a casual dinner. No one is dressed up. My mama doesn't care about what you have on anyway. She already loves you."

"Maybe. I still want to make a good impression on the rest of your family though. If I knew everyone would be here I would have packed more.."

"You worried for nothing Ki." She shakes her head and turns away just as the door opens,and a beam of bright warm light from inside the house covers them.

"Hey!! Look whose here!" Halle, Chloe's sister exclaims. The sisters engage in an exchange of excited squeals and giggles as they hug, leaving Kihyun standing by to watch them awkwardly.

Pulling back, Halle acknowledged him with a much less animated hug but its warmth is felt as she greeted him.

"Hey Kihyun! Nice shirt..." she compliments him when stepping back.

"Oh? Uh...Thanks Halle.." he mutters with a shy smirk, looking down at his crewneck as if he wasnt just fussing over it.

Chloe shoots him a satisfactory look that he resists rolling his eyes at.

"Mmhmm..We've been waiting on you two..get in here!" The exhuberent sister beams, waving the awaited couple into the warm family home enthusiastically.

Since dating her, Chloe had described the house she and her siblings grew up in back in Georgia as modest and homely but what Kihyun stepped into was far from that.

Hell, even from the car he was in awe of the vast lawn, high white pillars and contemporary architecture.

The foyer leads them down a hallway thats lined with countless family photos telling the story of a tight knit family that captured every moment they could immortalize. Chloe's dance recital as a toddler. She and her sister at Disney world as children. An array of Her senior and graduation photos.

It was like Kihyun was given a glimpse of the past as well as his possible future if he and Chloe stayed together.

"The food is almost done. Daddy is taking the last bits of meat off the grill now.." Halle says to Chloe, the two of them talking fast amongst each other while Kihyun distracted himself with the wall of photographs on their way to the living room.

As if to confirm her claim, the smell of BBQ wafted thickly through the house, hitting Kihyun and his appetite in the face.

Just as they passed the kitchen doorway, a woman shrieks with happiness before scurrying after Kihyun and Chloe.

Both of them turn just in time to be greeted by Chloe's bright eye'd mother

"Oooh there's my favorite..."she opened her arms. For a moment Chloe thought she was referring to her, at least until it was clear where her affections were being aimed.

Kihyun blushed with his infectious smile as he's trapped in a warm hug, he and Mrs.Bailey's bodies swaying as if they were long lost family being reunited at last.

"I thought yall would never get here. How was your flight?" she asked him all while suffocating him with her embrace.

"It was ok..." he chuckles, hugging her back.

"Long.." Chloe mutters from beside him under her breath and Kihyun chuckles. If she thinks the trip from California to Georgia is long , that flight to Seoul he managed once a year would be an interesting experience for her.

Chloe is able to lock eyes with Kihyun over her mother's head, mouthing a sly 'I told you so' to him in reference to her mother's prolonged embrace. He rolls his eyes before pulling away , smiling down at her warmly.

As dramatic her greeting may have seemed to anyone else, Chloe's mother was genuinely happy to see her daughter here with Kihyun. Especially after the devastating break up she'd endured last year. It was refreshing to see her with someone who was as doting and "clean cut" as Kihyun, even if he was far from the type of men she typically dated.

It warmed Kihyun's heart and eased his anxiety to know he was so welcomed.

And loved.

"Well good. You dont know how glad I am you were finally able to make it out here. Both of you..Hey baby.." Chloe's mother reached for her finally and hugged her.

As he did before, Kihyun stepped back to allow them their moment.

Mrs.Bailey pulls back to look at Chloe, rubbing a dainty finger over the soft swoop of her baby hairs as she observed her freshly retwisted locs.

"You look good. Happy.." she notes softly and Chloe shares a quick look with Kihyun before nodding, the same sentiments clear in his warm gaze.

"I am, Mama." She smiles.

"I am." She repeats, this time holding her hand out for Kihyun to take. Their fingers interlock in the way they always did and Kihyun steps up to join his girl with her mother.

"Im glad to hear it baby. So, tell me Kihyun...You do like BBQ and soul food right? I know this child of mine probably has you eating kale and imitation meat out there in Cali but thats just because you like her right?"

Chloe's eyes nearly pop out of her head at the question, making Kihyun's face light up with laughter.

"I love BBQ and soul food Mrs.Bailey..." he chuckles softly, avoiding Chloe's glare.

"Aht aht..Courtney, Mama, or mom. I already told you this..."

"Thank you..Mom.." he smirks, feeling a little embarrassed to speak so informally despite him feeling at home in her presence.

She reaches up to cup Kihyun's cheek, mirroring the joy in her eyes before nodding.

"Very good. Now come in here and meet everybody." she turns on her heels and walks briskly up the hallway and into the living room, where Chloe could already hear her cousins and siblings chattering loudly amidst the music.

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In private, he grabby as hell.

Grabs you by the neck for kisses. Grabs you by the wrist and pulls you to him playfully when you try to walk away after teasing him.

While I don't classify him as an ass man overall, if you have a nice one, he becomes one.🫠 But he's sneaky about it. He'll always be staring at, watching you walk away and smacking it hard  when you pass him just for fun. Overall a very handsy guy. He wont admit to enjoying being cuddled but he will always find reasons to touch you. In bed of around the house in general, he likes you either in his lap of nuzzled up to him with your head tucked under his arm and your thigh hiked up over his pelvis.

Oh yea, and he sleeps nakey. So skin to skin for the win🌚

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"I dont think theres anything I hate more in this world than a musty ass avocado..."

Kihyun sputters mid sip of his drink at the random outburst and turns to find her trudging towards him from the kitchen with a scowl.

"A musty what?" He choked, laughing at Chloe's diction.

She huffs childishly as she met him at the couch, plopping down on the carpet and scooting back to settle between Kihyun's legs. Back in California after spending a holiday weekend with Atlanta, Kihyun and Chloe seemed to become closer in their relationship. If that were even possible. Instead of spending most of his time at his place, he was at hers. Cooking for her. Helping her clean and her things because he just found it way more therapeutic than dealing with his own.

She had a plate in hand as she got cozy on the carpet and Kihyun peers over her head to see what all the fuss was about. A mushy brownish green smear of avocado colored her large slice of multi grain bread in her lap. The color was a tab bit off putting and Kihyun grimaced from behind her.

"Eugh..." he chuckled and Chloe whimpers.

"Its not funny..I just bought them yesterday and at the store they were most definitely not ripe. I get them home and now theyre over ripe and musty. Now my toast is ruined..."

Kihyun leaned back to take another sip from his cup before setting it down, his free hands now pulling at the elastic band that held Chloe's loc's back in a low ponytail. They fall free and splay out over her shoulders, and Kihyun immediately begins gathering them in his hands.

"So don't eat it..."he mutters distractedly as he began finger combing through her coiled tresses, pausing to massage her scalp occasionally.

Chloe sighs at the feeling of his gentle touch in her hair before mindlessly lifting the slice of avocado toast to her lips.

"But I don't wanna waste it. Ugh..." she nearly gags after taking bite and Kihyun reaches around her to knock the toast from her hand so that it drops back onto the plate.

"Surely you can spare one slice of bread and a musty avocado for your stomach and sanity's sake. Just order something and I'll pay. Im hungry too."

He goes back to playing in her hair, something that he'd recent taken a liking to after one night of cuddling. He loved the texture and the softness of her hair, as well as the smell. It was completely different from what he'd been used to, having mostly been with women with naturally straight hair. It fascinated it him how Chloe's hair routine differed from theirs and he often wanted to be a part of it out of curiosity and another way to show her affection.

"Fine...and don't be snatching food from me." She grumbles and Kihyun snorts.

"I saved your life. Shut up..."

Chloe then busies herself with scrolling on her phone while Kihyun entertained himself in her hair. She'd occasionally show him something amusing on her timeline and they'd laugh or discuss random topics as time creeped on.

"I want you to meet my parents." He says after being quiet for a while, casually rolling the top section of her hair into a cute little imperfect top knot and securing it with her hair tie.

Pausing mid-scroll, Chloe goes tense.

"Your parents?"

"Yeah. I was planning on making a trip over there soon. After finals and stuff of course. They ask about you and wonder when theyll meet you so...why not." Kihyun shrugs, his finger combing much lazier now than it was minutes ago and at her silence, his hands goes still.

"I mean..If youre comfortable with that. I...I don't wanna assume.." he begins to retract his offer and Chloe quickly turns her body to look at him.

"No Kihyun......" she pauses to touch his knee.

"Im just surprised. I...I don't know. Just didn't think your parents knew about me."

"Why wouldnt they? Your family knows about me.." Kihyun quirks his brow with a confused smile and Chloe shrugs a shoulder lazily.

"Thats because we werent always a couple Ki. I introduced you as a friend before you became my man. They knew you."

"And now my parents want to know you. Whats the big deal?"  Kihyun's brow crinkled with confusion just as Chloe's mimicked him with a type of worry he had never seen on her.

She drops her chin with an anxious sigh before asking..

"Do they know that Im....you know.." she looks back up, finding Kihyun's soft eyes still on her.

"What? That youre a Cancer but apare tly act like a Virgo? Whatever that means...Horribly lactose intolerant but in denial? That you hit every curb when you turn? That you snore sometimes and are vegan but only on Wednesdays?" He teases in an attempt to lighten her mood. It works a little but he still earns a back handed slap to the chest.

"Aagh!" He falls back into the couch, clutching his shirt dramatically as they both laughed. Chloe, reluctantly of course.

"Shut up. That Im black, you dirtbag. Did you tell them that?" She pouts adorably, not dousing the humor at all and Kihyun breathy cackle tapers into a long winded sigh as he sat back up.

"Whew...man. Thats it? Thats what youre worried about??" he exhales. Although he found it funny, Chloe wasnt all that amused.

She didnt know why she was worried about what Kihyun's parents thought of her, apart from the fact that , according to him, she was the only black woman he'd ever dated seriously. If at all.

He never made her feel as if she were his first. The way he was immediately comfortable with her and her family made it seem like he was accustomed to different cultures. They had similar tastes in music and movies. Hell, he'd even put her on to a few things. But what if his family was different? She'd heard stories from others and their experiences in interracial relationships. Mostly positive but negatives stuck with her.

Specifically the parts where the parents didn't approve of the partner merely because of their race or ethnicity.

"I think its a pretty valid concern." She says after allowing Kihyun to stop finding everything about her worries so entertaining.

He couldnt help it though. The way her bottom lip poked out made him want to lean down and bite it.

Kihyun sighs before gesturing for Chloe to come to him. She does so with no hesitation, climbing into his lap and nuzzling his neck as he hugged her waist.

"Youre right. How you feel is valid...But Ive shown them your picture. So I'd hope that part of you at the least was obvious. Though my mother paid more attention to your big pretty eyes and perfect smile than the color of your skin. Oh and your hair. She loves your loc's and the way the curl at the end. She said she'd never seen any like that before, and that you wear them so well and how much they suit you...."

"No she didnt.." Chloe mutters grumpily against Kihyun's neck, although he felt her smile at the genuine compliment.

"She did. And my dad is most impressed with how smart you are. How you're studying law and undoubtably the smartest woman Ive dated. I agree with him." He shrugs his free shoulder, resting his chin on top of her head as his thumb soothed her waist just below her t-shirt.

"Baby. If youre not comfortable meeting them yet, I respect that. But please dont ever think you have a reason to worry about their approval. Shit, I had more reason to be afraid of your folks accepting me..The scrawny Asian kid you met at University."

At that, Chloe rolls her eyes.

"Stop it, my family loves you." She scoffs and Kihyun pulls back from her just enough to make her lift her head and look at him.

"Yeah? Well I love you, Ok? So know that I would never suggest anything that would put you in an uncomfortable situation. Not with my parents. Not with anyone. I'll protect you from whoever. I mean that.."

Searching his eyes for any fragility or reason to believe he was bluffing, Chloe ultimately found nothing except the reflection of her shining eyes and trembling bottom lip.

"Why do you have to say stuff like that..." she huffs after a beat.

She lets out a half hearted laugh in exasperation as she wiped a disloyal tear from her eye. Kihyun regards her softly, biting back his grin as he leaned forward, tipping her chin up for her to offer her lips to him for a kiss.

When their lips meet, Kihyun hums in contentment before smiling against her.

"Youre such a baby...." he mumbles, smooching her lips much more sensually. Kihyun inhales softly as he parted her lips with the sweep of his tongue, squeezing a handful of her cheeks to pull her closer. Chloe squeals in his hold,but her smile fades gradually as Kihyun deepens the kiss.

They'd have to finish the whole "meet the folks" conversation later..

Sexually

Kihyun is nasty. He's a dom and he's running the damn show. He's not the kinkiest fella. He might dabble in some light BDSM-esque type play but over all hes quite vanilla. Very attentive and passionate. Loves to take his time and can get kind of rough and mouthy in the heat of the moment. Loves to leave hickeys all over if you let him.

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Sex was always on Kihyun's mind, even when he didn't show it. It was hard when a woman like Chloe, who exuded sexiness even in the simplest ways, was by his side.

On the outside, he's as cool as they come. Polite and mindful of who was around. He still made sure to keep her close by holding her waist or caressing her thigh. Tracing his fingers over the inseam of her jeans as a subtle hint of where his mind was.

No matter what they were doing or where they were, she had a way of keeping his mind on her body.

How it felt and her smell. Her taste. God, he loved her taste. He's almost a slave to it.

Internally, every cell in his body was attuned to hers. There were times when Kihyun's desire for Chloe was so overwhelming that he'd rush to get her naked and in his or her bed the moment they were alone.

Plans to visit Seoul were set in motion, Kihyun's parents generously paying for their tickets and even FaceTiming them ahead of time to ease some of the apprehension. Despite it being non traditional and the slight language barrier, Chloe felt nothing but warmth from their introduction. His mother especially, accepting many compliments on her beauty with a cherub cheeked smile and little head bows.

She even impressed them with the little Korean she did know, phrases and words she'd picked up while being with Kihyun or from what he'd taught her. His parents were almost as fluent in English as he was but it was still endearing of Chloe to make the effort.

Watching them interact and chiming in to still translate every now and then, Kihyun's heart soared at this new part of his life melding with the old.

After saying goodbye, Kihyun tosses his phone behind him to land on the couch before launching himself on top of Chloe. Her surprised giggle is muffled amid Kihyun's rushed kisses and hands busied sliding beneath her shirt.

"Ki...Kihyun...what the hell.." Chloe laughs when his lips detached from hers and began to travel down her jaw. The moment he latched on her neck, Chloe gasps.

By now Kihyun knew Chloe's body well enough to know exactly where to touch her. He was efficient in that way.

With his hands.

With his lips.

With his words.

"You make me happy. So happy and I just love you..So much..You dont even know...." He mouths against her skin between wet kisses. His hands curl around her waist to hold her beneath him as he nuzzled her neck, his

He takes a chunk of skin between his teeth, making Chloe roll her hips and press their bodies together in a way that has them groaning in unison.

"Ah!..love you too..." she manages before moaning his name again as Kihyun continues licking and sucking a his brand into her skin, grinding his obvious erection against the crotch of her thin leggings.

"But..what did I do?" She giggles, cradling his head against her

Before they could start a fire, Kihyun pulls away and drags his flustered and starry eyed girlfriend upright and to stand with him.

His kiss-burned lips shined even before he licked them, his fingers interlocking with hers as he guided her to stumbled closer.

"Nothing..." Kihyun shakes his head, holding Chloe in his smoldering gaze.

"That's the point. You're just...you." He admits.

The two stare at eachother for a moment, and before Chloe could respond, Kihyun leads her by the hands away from the couch. He cautiously steps backward around the furniture and into the shadows of the hallway with Chloe following him without question, tilting her head cutely and tucking her lips to keep from giggling when he nudged her bedroom door open with his foot.

There were nights like this, when the city was quiet and the orangish glow of the street light through the blinds of her bedroom window would cast stripes over the curves of Chloe's body as she stood before him, that made him want to take his time.

Time to ensure she knew how much he cherished her for being herself ,and being open hearted and brave enough to love him.

Kihyun knew a little bit about her past relationships through being her friend first. He knew about the lies and manipulation. He knew about the mental abuse and the cheating. He knew about the lasting effect it had on her emotionally, even to this day.

And yet she let him in anyway..

Kihyun had just finished pulling his shirt over his head, shaking his hair back in place while Chloe freed herself of her own. She stands inches away from him in a sexy lacy bra and panty set that matched the shade of the night sky.

He traced every shadow and line of her features under the scarce lighting with adoring eyes, the corners of his mouth twitching into the faintest smile.

She was the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen and in his mind, that wasn't even an exaggeration due to his feelings. Kihyun had seen beauty in many shades and forms. Some natural and some...not so much.

And none of them compared to her with her bare face, smooth sepia skin and her gorgeous crown.

Speaking of..

Kihyun's eyes lift to Chloe's dark roots and trickle down the curve her long locs framed her round face, scattered flecks of gold cuffs and honey blonde bleeding down to their spiraled ends. Chloe keeps her attention on his gentle focus as he pinched a stray curl between his fingers daintily before freeing her top bun from the confines of her the elastic band. Her head falls back as a waterfall of curly ended locs cascading down from the loosened knot he put them in earlier.

Kihyun immediately goes to raking his fingers through them so that they don't obscure his view of her face and the deepening mark brandishing her neck.

"Youre so perfect.." he exhales, saying it more to himself than to her. But the sentiment is received with shy smile before Kihyun captures it with his lips. As they did before, wet languid kisses travel from Chloe's pout, under her chin, and down the side of her neck.

"So fucking perfect baby.." he writes over the curve of her tummy with his kiss, nibbling at her navel and dipping his tongue into it on his way down.

He slowly drops to his knees with his lifting  eyes on hers, his hands gliding down with him to hold her hips possessively.

"Everything about you..." he fragments as he leaned into her, his lips tracing the line of her panties, his fingers teasing over their elastic as if he were about to pull them down.

But he doesn't. Instead, he nosed at the bulge of her other set of pillowy soft lips that begged to be kissed. So he did, pressing his lips right over their covered seam to tease her clit with the warmth of his tongue through the her panties.

Chloe watched him with drunken eyes, biting her lip and tipping her head back when the friction of Kihyun's tongue over her clothed pussy became too much for her.

"Kihyun..." she whines, finding him watching her dutifully. He knew what she wanted, even with the way she said his name just now. He knew she wasn't in the mood for teasing.

"What baby?" He tilts his sultry, only to drop his chin and drag the flat of his tongue over the tiny hill under her panties. The warmth of his mouth soaks straight through, making the fabric like a second skin as he licked her slit again.

This time, he sneaks a finger between her mound and his tongue and he pulls back to watch it rub tortuous circles over her clit.

"Hmm?" He reiterates with his other hand holding her fast at the hip, kneading her affectionately as she squirmed above him.

"Stop playing with me." Chloe scolds him but Kihyun merely smiles wickedly, glancing up slowly. He stands without warning, bumping his forehead against hers as he pulled her flat against him.

"But you love it." He exhales before lips apart and dipping his tongue between them.

"...love it when I touch you. Love it when I....fuck.." he pauses with groan at the way Chloe sucks his tongue, bobbing her head slowly before pulling back. They both smile against each other lips before diving back in, Kihyun's words forgotten.

He resumed undressing her as he distracted her with his deepening kisses, starting with the clasps of her bra and going back to peeling her panties down her thick thighs and helping her step out of them. All the while, his kept his gaze on her face.

Even when he dove back in with his tongue, dipping it between her folds to lick over her sensitive bud.

Chloe's knees buckle slightly on contact, her crescendoing moans only spurning him on.

"You don't want me to play with you baby? Hmm?..Want me to stop?" He mutters between teasing his tongue over her heat, tasting the way she dripped for him.

Desperate hands rake through Kihyun's hair as he focused all of his efforts on flicking his tongue over Chloe's hardening clit, his muffled groaning and fluttering eyes almost enough to push her over the edge.

"Thats right...Cum baby.." his words vibrated over her sex, the loudness of his wet tongue lapping over her clit becoming the only sound either of them could focus on.

He didn't even have to use his fingers and Chloe was already on the brink of exploding hard against his lips and tongue, crying out with a fistful of his hair in her grasp.

Before she could, Kihyun was rising from his knees. Lips wet from her pussy and eyes burning with desire, he quickly shucks off whatever clothing remained until only sweat existed between their bodies.

He's rock solid against her thighs, his shaft pulsing against her glistening folds as held her close.

He lays Chloe down with his tongue caressing hers, taking every needy mewl and moan she gave him as he settled himself between her thighs. His nimble fingers dig into the meat of her hips, hiking one of her legs up and over his arm to spread her wider for him. He had her pinned and helplessly open.

Kihyun wasn't a big guy in terms of stature or height (still taller by every partner he’s had) but he had the strength of two on a good day. Especially when it came to lifting up, tossing, or keeping Chloe right where he wanted her.

Like now, when the way he had her folded, creasing her soft tummy and making it a little hard to breathe. It was a discomfort that Chloe welcomed.

And as far as his size size, Chloe would never tell him how surprised she was to find out how much Kihyun had to offer. His girth was perfect, the length being just enough to make her gasp every time his tip swept against her walls when he was inside of her.

Kihyun's dick rubbed over her slick folds as he ground his hips against her, teasing his shaft against pussy while kissing her deeply.

Occasionally, he'd slip only the tip in before letting it slide up to rub over her clit, making her whimper pitifully beneath him.

Over and over, until Chloe was begging for him to put it in. When he did, they both cussed at the indescribable pleasure that rippled through them.

It was like this every time.

"Like that baby...grip me tight.." he growls with a pained and pleasured scowl marring his perfect features.

His grunts are low and deep from in his chest everytime his dick made impact, forcing her body into the mattress. Breasts bouncing and hands gripping the sheets. Chloe hiccups when he slams against her cervix, making him grin devilishly.

"Again..." she pants and Kihyun obeys, drawing his hips back and slamming into her again. She tenses and arches from the bed at the pressure but Kihyun pins her legs back so that shes unable to run.

"Fuck!...Kihyun.." she whimpers.

"Nope. Stay with me. I'll make it hurt so good, my pretty baby. Just hold on for me, ok?" he gruffs with a short peck on her lips and Chloe's walls spasm around his length.

While he may seem gentle with his words and his foreplay, m he's a straight menace otherwise. Coaxing the most inhumane sounds from a normally composed woman was his newfound specialty.

He'd never fucked anyone the way he fucked her, nor did he ever want to. Hell, he didn't think he could. The amount of stamina he exhibited as he manages to pull orgasm after orgasm from his woman made him feel superhuman.

He fucked her with everything he had, with one of her legs over his shoulder, both of them over his shoulder, turning her over and pinning her flat against the mattress. But its when he has her back on her back that he pushes himself nearly to the point of tears as he called her name in the crook of her neck when he came.

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Kihyun is a very dirty talker but the way his buttery voice caresses the words, you'd swear he wasnt. He's also a huge tease so be prepared for that. Some light degradation and edging. Lots of praise too though. He prefers raw sex so hes not the type to have anything casual. Hes very adamant about sexual health, hygiene and being clean overall. So If he's having sex with you regularly, that means yall are in a relationship and the idea of making a baby at some point isn't too far from his mind. Cream pies are his favorite kind of pie. But he'll absolutely wear condoms if you prefer it.

But he secretly hopes you don't so he can leave it in🥴

As it was mentioned before, I don’t rake Kihyun for much of an ass man (he loves a nice booty as much as the next man) but Kihyun loves breasts. Those are the first things he wants to see in the morning. He loves tracing his finger around the textured parts of the areola when he’s big spooning. He loves suckling them even more, flicking his tongue over the nipple and smiling around it when it makes you tremble. He’s fir sure ripped a few bras in the heat of passion and always makes sure to buy you new ones.

The really pretty, vibrant, lacy ones. When in doubt, always wear the blue ones.

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Korea was amazing. Kihyun brought Chloe to his parents home straight away after they landed. His father was actually the one to pick them up from the airport and Chloe immediately saw where he got his charm and sense of humor from. Although a little more reserved and quiet, it was obvious.

Kihyun's mother was just as sweet as Kihyun, very thoughtful and doting. She asked Chloe a million questions and expressed multiple times how she wished she had a daughter and how she was glad to have one now. It was a little overwhelming at first, and COMPLETELY unexpected, but perhaps this was how Kihyun felt when he met her family.

Surrounded by love.

Its a quiet morning in the city park and most of the movement consisted of people walking their dogs, joggers winding through other pedestrians, and mothers in track suits pushing big strollers containing cooing infants.

Chloe beams as one mother passes them, catching a glimpse of a tiny round faced baby with almond eyes, tan skin and wispy curly hair.

"Do you want kids?"

The question doesnt catch Kihyun as off guard as it would anyone else. Especially considering how Chloe was the type to ask if he'd still love her if she was a worm or some other random sentient being.

"Why? Are you pregnant?" He asks jokingly while squinting againt the scope of his Canon EOS. The shutter sound clicks as he captures a photo of a wren perched on the railing of a nearby fence. He frowns at the image with scrutiny before going back to scanning their surroundings for something inspiring to shoot.

Chloe walks alongside him quietly, hugging herself against the autumn breeze in her oversized sweater and ripped jeans as she continued to people watch.

She hadnt even realized she didn't respond to Kihyun's rebuttal question until he is stopping dead in his tracks, leaving her strolling leisurely ahead until she notices. Chloe turns to him and furrows her brow.

"What?" She frowns, noting his expectant expression.

"I just asked if you were pregnant and you stopped talking. Thats what. " he blinks, mirroring the way Chloe's lashes batted at him in confusion before she smiles.

"Oh...Oh! No....hell no." She laughs, nearly snorting. She waved off his apprehension before encouraging him to resume his place beside her on the leaf littered path.  They crunch loudly under Kihyun's feet when he stepped towards her, lifting his camera to take an obnoxious snap of her before grabbing her proffered hand.

"Yeah very funny. Are you sure?" He lifts his brows and Chloe nods emphatically.

"Positive. This IUD has about 3 more years before it expires and it hasn't let me down yet." She bumps Kihyun with her shoulder. He grunts in amusement (and relief) before nudging her back gently.

"Good. I felt my blood pressure go up just now. Don't do that.." he exhaled with a laugh of his own.

Chloe drops her chin to watch their synchronized steps. She smiles guiltily for spooking the hell out of her unshakable partner while tightening her grip on his hand.

"No no..Im sorry. I only asked because I see everyone with a baby is outside today. Then seeing my sister all excited about her baby...Plus, we never really talked about it so.." Chloe trails off with half of a shrug.

Which was true. The two of them never had any conversations about the future in that way. Kihyun loved kids and was so patient with them from what Chloe observed. She never told him how it made her feel when she saw him holding his two year old nephew back at his parent's house, refusing to put her down even while he helped his mother in the kitchen.

She felt something stir within her that she never felt before. A flutter much like butterflies in her chest as well as her tummy.

Was this what baby fever was supposed to feel like?

Kihyun was momentarily distracted with his camera, scrunching his face with it lifted and aimed at the canopy of trees towering over them.

"Oh..well, sure.. eventually." He pauses to review the shots he'd just taken.

" I mean, Id for sure marry you first though." He mumbles, his thumb tapping the tiny buttons to scroll through the photos.

Now it was Chloe's turn to stop dead in her tracks. Their hands come apart, stealing Kihyun's attention from his camera to look back at her.

"You'd marry me?" Chloe asks in blatant surprise with a dash of disbelief in her expression, an ironic contrast to how Kihyun was just looking at her a few minutes before.

"What makes you think I wouldnt?" He smirks with his brow crinkled in amusement. Chloe glances around the busying park before shrugging.

"I don't know...." She mumbles, doing a horrible job at hiding her little pout. He regards her blankly for a second before sighing.

"Well I would. If that answers the questions that are probably swirling around in that big ass, over active ass brain you've got over there."

Chloe scowled cutely at the mini jab, prompting Kihyun to lift his camera to capture it as he continues.

"..and yes I would put babies in you. Maybe 2 or 3, if you're up to it. Boy or girl, I don't really care. As long as you're all healthy..." he goes on, closing the small gap between them and pausing occasionally to check the screen on the camera and smirking at the way Chloe's expression softened gradually from frame to frame.

"We would of course be done with school by then. I'll buy you a new car for a graduation present and you'll cuss me out for being over the top. And I'll tell you to shut up because I'll be the one driving it anyway. Then we'll get a nice house. Nothing too crazy. Modern but cozy. You'll be a tough ass defense attorney and I'll be in journalism doing something way less interesting than you but I wont care because I'd rather brag about my wife and her job than mine anyway..."

He's directly in front of her by now, snapping countless photos of Chloe's enamored and twinkling doe eyes as she gazed at him over the camera, her lips twisting in a subdued smile that she was failing at fighting back.

It was the type of smile that could break the hardest exteriors and melt the coldest hearts. Not that Kihyun ever claimed to be that cold or hard bodied. Some might have described him as such but not since he found her.

Kihyun lowers the obstructive device so that she could see the earnestness on his face when he spoke. He lifts his hand to pinch her chin softly, stroking her skin with the pad of his thumb.

"Because Ive never felt more sure about anyone in my life and you deserve all of that and more. You'll figure that out one of these days. Sooner than later , I hope."

Chloe finally gives in to the fullness of her smile, her soft dimples denting her cheeks and her bunny nose wrinkling slightly. She tries to turn away from his touch to hide her blush that only he could see, and Kihyun tips her chin back towards him and holds her in his eyes.

"Of course, Im in no rush for any of that. Thats just my plan...Im enjoying having you to myself these days."   

He pulls Chloe into his side, pressing a kiss to her temple and then her lips.

Just then, a bright red cardinal perches on a branch that bobbed merely inches away from where they were standing. Kihyun's eyes open at the sound of its song and he abruptly breaks their kiss, leaving Chloe's eyes fluttering in confusion until she hears the telling clicks of his camera shooting over her shoulder.

Its as if Kihyun had completely forgotten she was there and that they were having a moment by the way he was now fully engrossed by the disinterested bird.

"Ooh thats perfect..." he mutters as the continued to capture stills of the bird until it ultimately flew away. His shoulders drop, as does his smile and his shoulders.

Even the camera droops in his hold , giving Chloe the perfect opportunity to snatch it from his hands. Kihyun barely has time to react before shes turning it on him and going ham on the shutter button.

Snickering, she lowers the camera to look at the screen, smiling warmly at the array of expressions she'd captured. His pout and furrowed brow. His eyes wide with surprise and confusion. The last photo she'd taken immortalized Kihyun's handsome face and heart stuttering smile looking back at her. She bites her lip in reaction to that familiar and almost overwhelming sensation of butterflies swarming in her chest again.

"Youre right..." she lifts her brows before looking back up at him.

"Perfect."

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Love Language:

Im on the fence between Acts of Service, Gifts, and Quality time. All of which could be valid because we all tend to dabble in multiple (or all) love languages. But since he is basically hubby, he's extremely reliable, loves spending time with his partner when his schedule permits it. Loves cooking for you and feeding you. Loves making things for you in general. Things that he knows you'll use often.

And he loves buying you things. Clothes, jewelry, high quality food. He doesn't really care about receiving gifts as much as he enjoys giving but if you were to gift him, make it something useful and personal. That would really make him blush.

As far as gifts giving, Kihyun would absolutely buy you a car out of the blue if you mentioned needing a new one lol He'd just randomly pull up in it and you'd be like "oh this is nice" and he'd say "oh you think so? Here." , tossing you the keys. He's the young flexer after all.

Must be nice..

Pet names/terms of endearment:

'Darling' or 'Baby' seem to be his go to's for pet names. With his deep voice and the way his lips kiss consonants when he speaks, I cant imagine anyone being able to resist him when he calls them one of those two. Maaaybe even princess or "My Queen" when he's being cheeky. For sure 'Baby' though.

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❤️‍🔥Caramel Kisses❤️‍🔥 Hyungwon

Tag: Hyungwon x OC Aria, teasing and some sexy banter, food play and raw bath tub sex 😋

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"Open your mouth."

Aria's sultry voice echoes softly in the dimly lit bathroom and steam swirled around their bodies nestled from the waist down in suds.

"Open my mouth, please?" Hyungwon perks his brow and Aria narrows her gaze.

"I wasn't asking.." she responds and Hyungwon chuckles darkly as his eyes fell from her adorably frustrated expression to the glistening melanin that dripped in bubbles and sweat.

A flame flickers in his hooded gaze as she straddled him, her wide hips encapsulating his lithe form beneath her in the steamy bath water.

Her body was something that most men only dreamed of witnessing up close. Superior genetics could be the only explanation for how someone with such a small waist could possess such hips, ass, and thick thighs.

Her breasts were the perfect size as well, hanging naturally and sexily with symmetrically round brown nipples that hardened inches from his face.

"Oh? So we're being difficult tonight, I see..." he chuffs and Aria shrugs one shoulder.

"I don't know what you're talking about. Now do you want this?" She deflects and waves the scorched sugar coated fingers in front of Hyungwon but his eyes don't follow them.

They remain on her face with heat that rivaled the several tiny flames glimmering deep in his dark irises.

"Or not..." she adds and Hyungwon leans back into the slope of the tub, allowing the water to creep over his abs. Looking her up and down, his tongue glides over his top lip slowly.

"You know what the fuck I want....."

The subtle jolt of arousal between Aria's legs at the way that little dirty word rolled from Hyungwon's pretty lips has her clenching and its as if Hyungwon could feel her body needing him as much as he needed her.

The small peaks of bubbles parted as he dipped his hands from her waist to sink below the water.

"Stop playing with me, Baby...I didn't come all this way for sweets..." He rasps.

Hyungwon tilts his head to watch his hands slosh and coast over her supple skin through the sparkling ripples, marveling at the contrast between their differing complexions.

As deep and as rich as the caramel lingering on his tongue against his creamy fairness.

His obsession, beyond her pigment, but the feeling. The soft and smoothness. Not a flaw to be felt but even if there was, Hyungwon would embrace it as perfection.

He loved the way no matter how hard he squeezed her, barely a mark was left. Which only challenged him to try harder. Like now.

He kneads her flesh like a baker kneads his dough and bites his lip at how much of her filled his large hands with every not so gentle squeeze.

A hand at his throat distracts him from her body suddenly, replacing it with her sultry and stern expression.

Aria smirks.

"You'll get more than sweets if you do what I say...."

Hyungwon found her attempts at asserting her dominance cute most times. Thats just the type of women she was and he wouldn't change her. But when his dick was hard and lodged in the space between her pillow soft lips and his tummy, his naturally dominant nature strained to push through.

Speaking of push....

Hyungwon's gaze drops to where their bodies met, admiring the way her puffy pink bud swelled beyond her seam.

Her pussy was so beautiful to him. A Neapolitan contrast of decadent brown and the most vibrant shade of pink he'd ever seen. It was no wonder why he had such a sweet tooth.

Hyungwon's lips part just enough for him to inhale shakily as he pushed her body towards him, forcing her pelvis down and the face of her heat flush against the underside of his dick.

It draws a line up his length, making both of them gasp in unison from the friction. More so a breathy moan from Aria, who had been neglecting the ache down there since mounting him.

"Shit.." she hisses between her teeth and Hyungwon smiles up at her sexily with triumph.

"You were saying?" He perks his brow.

Along with his teasing tone, Hyungwon continues slowly coaxing her to grind against him and his eyes lock on the little waves their motion creates in the water.

After a few seconds, Aria scowls down at him and places her palm between his pecs to prevent him from moving her any higher. Although he was much stronger than her, Hyungwon resists.

"Eyes up here." She commands and he only obeys because her face was probably his favorite place for his eyes to settle next to her pussy.

He waits patiently for her to dip her fingers back into the little jar set on the ledge of the tub. His swollen upper lip spreads into a smile much sweeter than the melted caramel dripping over her knuckles.

"Now open..." she purrs and with his eyes locked with hers, Hyungwon opens his mouth just barely and Aria smears the dollop of caramel over his bottom lip.

His tongue chased her finger tip as it swiped over the small mess she made of his mouth and Aria giggles as she brought it to her mouth suck any remnants away.

Such a tease.

"Hmm...More." Hyungwon says after he'd licked it all from his lips, sounding primal and impatient for something other than her fingers. Aria smirks around the two fingers caught between her lips.

"More..please?" She mimics his chastising tone from before and Hyungwon rolls his eyes.

She'd cut her hair recently, and the long straight hair from before had been replaced by a newly grown crop of curls that spiraled all around her face.

When they were wet, they hung loose and shined against the candlelight in a way that Hyungwon couldnt resist running his hands through.

He leans up just enough to toy with a coil between his fingers, pulling it gently to revel in the satisfaction of watching it spring back into place.

His hand ventures further and as he did, Aria leans into his touch and her almond eyes flutter at the feeling of his fingers against her scalp. This was a level of intimacy he craved the way one would crave the caramel lingering on his tongue.

“See? You don’t have to act like all tough with me, gorgeous. I see you…” Hyungwon purrs with his long fingers still weaving through her sodden curls.

Her soft almond shaped eyes always drew him in and the high bridge of her rounded nose was criminally adorable to him.

And then her lips, the ones he planned to bite the exact way she bit them now.

It had taken some persuasion over time to convince Aria to stay with him tonight. She wasn't the type of woman to tie down and as much she enjoyed her time with Hyungwon, it was more exciting for her to always leave him wanting rather than giving in.

But Hyungwon was a patient man.

"Im not acting. Now open..." she opts to say and Hyungwon complies. His mirrored smirk still plays on his lips as they part for her just enough for her caramel coated fingers to press against his tongue.

His taste buds ignite at the taste of her skin more than the warm confection spreading over his tongue. Lips like pillows wrap around the digits and suck shamelessly as he hummed in approval from deep in his throat as he swallows.

"Mmmmhm.." he growls and the slickness between her thighs mixed naughtily with the water between them and she can feel a pulse where Hyungwon's erection pressed against her heat.

"More." He demands softly and she smirks before leaning in to kiss him. Though he probably meant more of the caramel from the jar sitting in the candle warmer, Hyungwon takes no issue in tasting his lover's tongue. She rolls it against his as well as her hips, rocking her center against his sinuously.

The pads of his fingers dig into her flesh and he earns a startled yelp against his lips that grants him access to deepen the kiss with the tilt of his head.

Water sways higher towards the tubs edge the more Hyungwon rocked her body against his, sliding the girth of his shaft against her pussy at a steady rhythm.

Her clit sings with sensation the more he rubbed himself against her and she calls his name breathily against his tongue.

Until finally, the tip of his dick pushes straight through her entrance and fills her in every way she needed.

Aria pulls back to bask in his welcomed intrusion, her bottom lip scraping between her teeth as he filled her to the hilt. A grunt that was too sexy to be fair juts from Hyungwon's chest and his head falls back to relish in the warmth and tightness that embraced him between her thighs.

She was so perfect for him.

Despite what she thought before.

Despite her denying their attraction.

Despite her resisting the inevitable spark that ignited whenever the two were alone.

They might not ever be together on any official terms.

But she was his and Hyungwon would take his sweet time in unraveling every barrier she held between them. Starting with this.

"Say it..." He rasps against her mouth, steadying his grip on her writhing hips.

He moves beneath her slowly at first, flexing upward and rolling into her. She meets him half way every time and the water surrounding them threatened to overflow onto the bathroom floor.

Not that it mattered.

They were both too deep in the ocean of each others gazes to care about the mess.

"'Mmm..." Aria exhales but shakes her head as she ground against him. Hyungwon could tell that she was resisting. From the way she tried to control his rhythm and how deep he could reach, to how her jaw clenched from holding in the sounds she really wanted to make.

He doesn't respond to her defiance with words but only with his body. The hands at her waist lift from the water and press flat against her back, forcing her chest to press firmly against his, and she yelps at the feeling of him slipping deeper than before.

The water was now splashing carelessly onto the floor, extinguishing some of the candles as Hyungwon upped his ante.

Aria has little range of motion and her only choice is to cling to Hyungwon's sculpted shoulders as he fucks her deep and intimately with his lips teasing the skin of her diamond studded earlobe.

Her entire body tingles with pleasure and excitement as the dominance she fought against took over.

"Say it baby...." His rough and deep voice fills her mind, all while driving himself into her over and over. Her moans and water spilled over endlessly and all it takes is for Hyungwon hit her square on her deepest place for her to finally let go.

"Fuck....Hyungwon..Yes...Hyungwon...Baby...." She whimpers as she came, and her walls squeeze him disrespectfully tight. He stalls for a moment to keep himself from cumming, groaning pitifully with his eyes screwed shut. He turns his head to lean into hers, steadily adorning her throat with open mouth kisses that seemed to merely serve as a distraction for himself.

His dick pulse to the beat of Aria’s galloping heart, her warmth hugging him tight. It wouldnt take much.

One move snd he would succumb to the inevitable. But he manages to delay his release in favor of talking Aria down from hers.

"So fucking beautiful.." he murmurs against her wet skin, dragging his lips from her throat to her cheek before planting the softest kiss there.

His breathing deepens and his hold on her wet body goes slack, but he continues to stroke her, slowly now to allow her to come down from her high.

Only to go right back to pounding into her sensslessly. Her orgasm loosened her body up just enough for the ride to be seamless and he touches her in places even she never reached.

It didnt matter to Hyungwon if he came. That wasnt what he craved most when he was near her. It was only her pleasure he sought.

Feeling her surrounding him in every way possible.

Hearing her voice, whether its to chastise or praise him.

Tasting her, never mattering if it would be her fingers in his mouth or her sex. He needed it all.

He needed her.

Just as much as she'd never admit how much she needed him too.

So as the steam in the bathroom cleared..

The bubbly suds dissipated..

And the water cooled to lukewarm..

Neither of them cared to move an inch as long as they were connected , chasing infinity..

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Just because Boyfriend Honey is in the works and its got me giddy🫠 How the hell do yall settle on a bias in Monsta X?????? Because I just cant....and I dont wanna

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Im writing something because vacation shownu got me messed up🫠🫠🫠 hold ya mule ❤️‍🔥

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Tattoo: Jooheon❤️‍🔥

a/n: smooth, romantic, slow driving through the desert of the west vibes. Bonnie and Clyde/Lone Ranger/ On the Run inspired with a rough necked Jooheon risking life and limb with his ride or die beside him. Enjoy❤️

BadBoyJooheonxBlackFemOC. Raw lazy morning sex. Some violent flashbacks italicized

Vibes🎶🎧: No Ordinary Love - Sade

                   Like a Tattoo- Sade

                   Cherish the Day- Sade

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The alarm screeched offensively in her ears and the light of morning crept through her eyelids before even opening.

The air in the cheap pit stop motel was thick and hazy of mothballs, cigarette smoke and dust. But the calmness was welcomed after what the two endured the night before.

Jasmine rolls onto her back stiffly, the thin sheets clinging to her soft curves and the warmth of her lover's skin greets her waking senses.

She turns her body to align with his, the tip of her nose grazing over his shoulder blade as she scoots closer.

"Honey?" She beckons in a whisper.

Lips as soft as satin press intimately against his nape and he stirs beneath the covers.

He groans softly in protest and Jasmine continues with her lips over his skin, this time curling her hand over his waist to brush his taut abdomen.

"Baby..." she murmurs, gliding her lips down to the top of his spine. Her fingertips extends over his torso and lingers just above his naval, where he contracts reflexively to her touch.

"Its time to wake up.." she says and like a siren to the lost sailor amidst the endless seas, Jooheon is pulled from the darkness.

He sighs heavily and lays his hand over the daintier one teasing the skin below his sternum and for a moment, he doesn't move.

Neither of them do.

Only bracing themselves for the inevitable moment where time marched on and the ghosts of their past would come lurking behind every corner, seeking retribution for their sins.

She held him, counting the beats of his scarred heart.

Calm.

Even.

Steady as always despite it all.

Last night, Jooheon killed a man and on the path they chose , she knew it wouldn't be the last time he would have to.

The damnation of the deed would haunt him every waking second.

But with her tucking herself against his body so warmly, feeling her breasts pressing into his back, Jooheon could forgive the monster that he was.

Even if only for a moment.

Smoke danced from the heated barrel and furniture tumbled beneath the fallen victims weight. His back hits the carpeted floors and the growing crimson stain expands over his white collared shirt.

"Shit...shit.."

Repeated curses hiss through bared teeth beneath Jooheon's breath with wild eyes.

He touched her.

Stupid mother fucker touched her and he had it coming.

Those were the words looping through Jooheon's mind as he backed away from the subdued assailant as he exhaled his final breath.

Jasmine stands frozen in the corner of the room, covering her partial nudity with the sheet she'd torn from the bed. Her bottom lip swelled and bled from being slapped across the room, but adrenaline kept her from feeling it.

Her eyes were wide and fearful as Jooheon remained planted with his gun raised and aimed at the law enforcer's chest.

The fateful discovery of the mark's true identity set their new lives in motion as the world came to a screeching halt the moment the badge fell from his bloody fingers.

He was a cop.

Jooheon had just killed a cop.

A dirty one , no less but.

Still....

His chest rose and fell as he panted, and his hand trembled against the cold smoking steal still in his grasp.

It was supposed to be a normal sting.

She'd lure him in from the bar after boozing him up and convincing him to stay the night in a motel near by. As soon as he fell asleep, they'd rob him blind before moving on to the next town.

Simple and seamless.

No one was meant to get hurt.

Nobody was supposed to die.

"Are you alright?" He speaks over the dead deputy but the concern in his voice was intended only for her.

"Yes. Im...Im fine. Baby, is he...." She stammers but the words die along with the answer she feared.

"Did you get the money?" He interjects sharply, this time snapping his neck in her direction.

The fear in her auburn eyes deepen at Jooheon's glare.

All traces of shock and fear had dissipated and the only feeling she could detect in his eyes was cold and un-remorseful.

The eyes of a killer.

Jooheon breaks from her embrace to sit up and stretch, the mattress groaning in protest as he moves. Jasmine lifts her head curiously with a softened pout at the grotesque sight.

The wideness of his back takes up her full view and her eyes fall straight to the darkening bruises that branded his skin.

She hated how they worsened as the time passed. The night they happened, there was barely a mark. Now his honey tanned complexion was marred by blotches of red and purple under his shoulder blades from being slammed against the dresser repeatedly. It made her stomach hurt just thinking about it.

Without thinking, she reaches out to gently to trace the biggest bruise over his ribs and Jooheon flinches.

"Im sorry." she grimaces and he looks over his shoulder at her wary expression. He regards her quietly for a moment, taking note of her unwrapped bun of curls topping her head, loose strands sticking out in every direction. Her sleepy eyes were still swollen from crying and Jooehon recalled hugging her against his chest in the shower that previous night.

His brow hardened for a second before smoothing again, and he exhaled tiredly before pinching the tip of Jasmine's nose affectionately.

"For what?" He yawns and Jasmine shrugs a shoulder.

"I don't know....everything...." she simpers, avoiding his hard gaze.

Her chin begins to tremble as emotions rushed through. Jasmine was a tough girl but that only got her so far. Only Jooheon triggered something in her to melt away the hard exterior.

"Don't start.." he croons, shaking his head. The morning rasp in his voice was as soothing and attractive as it always was. Like the crackling of a fire or the soft rumble of a distant storm.

"S'too early for all that crying baby..." He slurs his sords tiredly, laying back to rest on his elbows and Jasmine huffs.

"Be honest. How bad is it? How bad does it hurt you? Should I run you a bath? Or go to a hospital?...."she suggests rapid fire and Jooheon immediately rolls over to face her. His expression was hard but his eyes softened the moment he saw the tears glistening over her face.

He reaches up to cup her cheek, his other hand on her waist to pull her closer.

"And what names would we give them?  Jooheon Lee? The cop killer...most wanted man on the southern coast.." he jokes with a sleepy smirk but Jasmine doesn't find the humor.

"That's not funny." She deadpans. Her eyes fall back towards the patterns of red and purple blotching his skin. Shes careful with her touch this time as she recounted the cause of them,blinking the violent memory away soon after.

"Ive never seen bruises this dark before and Im worried." her voice shook. Tentative fingertips hover over the corner of Jooheon's mouth that still

"Ive had worse. These are nothing. Its nothing.."he feigns and Jasmine rolls her eyes.

"How can you be so dismissive?...like none of this scares you." She shakes her head, attempting to turn away from him to get out of the bed. But she's stopped when Jooheon's hand grips her hip firmly.

"Who says Im not scared?" Jooheon smiles weakly before leaning over her body, nestling his hand against the sheets underneath her arm. He tilts his head slightly to brush the tip of his nose over hers until she giggles, taking the parted opportunity to run the tip of his tongue through the slit.

"My heart damn near stopped when I heard you scream for me. Then I walked in that room and saw you trapped underneath that son of a bitch. I was afraid. Afraid that I'd finally done it. Finally put you in a position that I couldnt get you out of. That I'd finally lost you..."

His vulnerability was accented by the way his hands went from frisky to tender, the pads of his fingers grazing the skin of her cheeks as he spoke.

"But fear never stopped me from doing what had to be done. Id kill him again. Him and whoever tries to hurt you. And I mean that shit.."

Jasmine knew he did. If she knew nothing else, she knew Jooheon was the type of man to do exactly what he says he'll do. And while it should have frightened her a little, she only felt herself falling deeper into the abyss of their love.

"I know.." she all but whispers after staring longingly into Jooheon's exhausted eyes. He smiles despite them.

"Damn right. Cuz' youre my girl. Now....Why should I go to some hospital when youre all I need? Hmm? Only you know how to take care of me..." He his voice rumbles just above a growl, fanning her lips with his warm breath.

Even first thing in the morning, Jooheon tasted of deep bourbon and cinnamon and Jasmine sighed softly at his subtle permission to enter her mouth.

He melts into her body with a sigh of his own, partially of relief and from the soreness that smarts all over his back and torso. She wasn't being dramatic in her concern for his injuries. He'd taken a beating last night but nothing in him was broken.

Nothing in him ever broke until she showed up in his life....

Broken glass, overturned and broken chairs scattered the carpet under their feet.

Jasmine blinks, unsure of what to say and she eventually steps forward timidly. Jooheon  sways as the brunt of his wounds have him staggering backward.

Before drawing his gun, he and the deputy engaged in quite the scuffle. Jooheon's back collided with several parts of the room as they exchanged blows. He was much bigger and stronger than Jooheon had anticipated. It came to a point of no choice.

It was gonna either be him or Jooheon, and that was a no-brainer.

"Babe..." Jasmine rushes toward him just as he's about to stumble back, catching his arm.

Jooheon winces at her touch, digging deep into his lip with his teeth. Wordlessly , he nods to her unsaid question, reaching under the arm she held to cradle a rib that was likely broken. He jerks his chin towards the floor and Jasmine releases him to quickly snatch up the wad of rolled cash she attempted to pull from the slumbering giant's pocket several minutes ago that lies abandoned at the foot of the tussled bed.

Jooheon stowed his weapon slowly, his eyes never leaving the motionless man steadily bleeding through the floor.

He then helps her gather her things and dress herself, his eyes shifting around the room to ensure nothing was left behind that could be traced back to them.

His eyes dart back to the deputy's legs that peaked out from the other side of the bed and swallows.

"You got everything?" he asks her and she nods, patting over her body to verify.

"Yeah. Lets go before someone hears us..." she insists and Jooheon hesitates as his eyes continuously scanned the disheveled motel room.

There was very little Jooheon regretted in his life, not even what he'd just done. It was necessary. He could hear Jasmine's muffled screams from through walls and before she could give him the signal, he kicked in the door to find the sweaty mongrel on top of her with his hands around his girl's throat.

All he saw was red.

He had to.

Jasmine shrugs on the leather jacket Jooheon loaned her from his shoulders.

She runs a shaky hand through her disheveled curls hair thoughtlessly before stepping around him towards the cracked door.

Before she can pass , Jooheon grips her by the arm and she turns to him sharply. His eyes fall straight to the bloody cut splitting her bottom lip then back up to her eyes.

"Im fine. Lets go..." she ensures, and with a gentle tug of her wrist, they were gone.

Jooheon's hands were rough from years of dirty work and fighting but when they passed over Jasmine's ignited flesh, they felt like silk. He strokes her body with the same tempered slowness of his tongue against hers.

Caressing her cheek.

Skimming over her jaw and neck.

Cupping her breast and tweaking her nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

Teasing the thin scripted tattoo that tickled over the side of her ribs, where his name was forever branded on her skin.

Honey...

The sweetest taboo she'd ever be addicted to.

"Bet youre already wet for me, huh....." he exhales as his hand sneaks low between their bodies, his two fingers rushing to spread her dewy petals.

Its less a question than it is a statement.

That was something he'd grown to know of his girl.

She was always ready for him.

Ready for anything..

His fingers dip inside of her with ease and both of them let out a gratified moan between their lips. Jooheon pumps them into her slowly, pushing them so deep that his palm pressed against her clit with each pass.

Jasmine's hips rolled in attempt to dictate the rhythm of Jooheon's hand, but he maintained a steady pace while pressing upward, teasing her spot.

When she gasped, a sinful smirk crossed his lips.

"Wassup, baby?" Jooheon's morning voice rasped deep with the question, keeping his lips idled over hers. Jasmine's wetness squelched loudly against his fingers and her breath caught in her throat the fast they moved inside of her

"Oh fuck. Oh fuck, baby. Fuck me...please.." she moaned desperately while fighting back the tears as Jooheon's trigger fingers brought her close to the edge. It never took him long. He was just good like that.

His thumb swept over her clit lazily, most of his focus on making her erupt for him from the inside.

He seemed to ignore her plea, steadily stroking her expertly with the same hands he'd used to end a life just hours ago. The irony was cruel but neither of them would acknowledge it. Definitely not now.

"How you want me, baby? Deep like this?" He indulged her requests for more of him with his lips and teeth grazing her jaw.

Jooheon holds Jasmine down by her hip with his free hand as his other continued its work, fucking his fingers into her faster until he could feel the pressure building.

High-pitched breathy moans spurned Jooheon on , letting him know she was almost there. Her pussy pulsed around his fingers and squeezed them desperately.

"Yep. Yep..there you go..give it here.." he drawls, pulling Jasmine's body up from the mattress, tugging at her until she seizes under the intensity of her orgasm. Not a soul could rest with how Jasmine screamed Jooheon's name just then. Her voice raw and slightly broken, clinging to the walls of their decrepit motel room.

A labored chuckle shakes Jooheon's chest as he marveled at Jasmine's beauty with his fingers still deep inside of her to the knuckle , rubbing over her spot soothingly, coaxing as much of her milky nectar out of her that he could.

"My baby..." he growled, leaning down to kiss the tears streaming from her cheeks, knowing they stemmed from pleasure and frustration. Jooheon knew she only wanted to cum with him deep inside of her, carving his name on her soul. The way only he could. He knew it was what her body craved , to feel full and overpowered by him. But there was something indescribable about watching her unravel by the skill of his hand and the rush he felt from it.

Shortly after pulling his dripping fingers from her heat, Jooheon set out to do what he knew Jasmine needed. He spreads her legs wider, grunting as he got situated between her body and the thin sheet covering them. His underwear is pushed down roughly with one hand, and he releases a stiff sigh of relief when the air hits his sensitive skin.

The weight of Jooheon's dick slapping against Jasmine's sensitive heat sends of jolt of sensation through her, quickly waking her out of her daze and straight into anticipation mode.

Her trembling hands rush to Jooheon's waist, her arms locking her spread legs wide open and giving both of them a vivid view of their juncture. His manhood weeped a single bead from the tip as he teased it up and down through her folds. He only did that a few times before sliding right in, stretching her slowly until he bottomed out as she whimpered softly. Jooheon dropped his full weight onto Jasmine, their bare chests and heartbeats pressed together as he hinged his hips back a little.

"Ah shit.." he huffed against her cheek, leaning into her to peck her jawline with a kiss. He asks her if she's good, to which she nods frantically in response before he set out on a heart pounding pace.

Jasmine barely has the voice to moan anymore, let alone the wind, since every deep stroke knocked it out of her. Her mind was far too scrambled with pleasure to form a word anyway. So she does only what she can manage, cling to Jooheon's wide back to keep him where he was until she was spent and he'd given her everything he had in return.

The chorus of his deep throaty grunts against her neck and her breathy whines drove them both to the brink of madness, Jasmine's teary eyes already rolling back the longer Jooheon fucked her.

"Jooheon..oh god..." she cried when a sharp jab against her cervix has her seeing stars. Its a mixture of pain and pleasure she was obsessed with and became well acquainted with since meeting this man.

"Hmm?" he hums against her, snapping into her harder. Jasmine mumbled something incoherent as she hugged him tightly from inside and out. Jooheon hisses at the squeeze of her walls around him but his efforts never falter.

"You love this dick, don't you baby? Hmm? You love it?" He mouthed his way back to her lips, catching one of them between his teeth before asking again. He needed the praise the way a growing flame needed kindling. It boosted him, charged him up in ways nothing else could.

"Yes..yes I love it..I love you.." Jasmine hiccuped against his kiss, finally releasing a strangled moan when Jooheon adjusted the angle of his stroke to hit her right where his fingers just were. Although he didnt say it back, Jasmine felt every inch of his love as it roved through her tirelessly. She felt his love every time he gripped her waist as if he were afraid she'd slip away and he would have lost her forever.

Jasmine's breath quickened and from the sound of her keening moans, Jooheon felt her nearing the precipice. He braced himself for another beautiful disaster while getting lost in her.

"Fuck....Yes, Come on. Cum for me baby. Cum on it if you love it.." he huffed, putting everything he has into making her body shake. His rhythm gradually becomes staggered, all while his hands held her ass up right where he needed it.

Her voice had gone hoarse and her mouth stale from panting, but it was enough to have Jooheon's control wavering.

Jasmine could tell he was just as close to cumming as she was and the lust drunk vixen inside of her would do whatever it took for that to happen.

"Cum inside me...please. I want you so deep baby..." she moans for him, knowing it was exactly what he needed to hear. She wanted his seed deep in her womb. Damn the consequences, she'd deal with them later.

Jooheon squeezed her hips hard enough to leave bruises as he slapped into her faster and faster.

Both of them hadnt realized how transfixed they were with watching Jooheon damn near splitting Jasmine in half until they looked at eachother. Jasmine blinks away the blur from her vision in time to lock eyes with her lover.

Her pain. Her anchor. Her gravity.

All of that reflected in his wounded stare. His furrowed brow that was still sliced at its arch from the deputy's right hook. His bottom lip strained between his teeth as he gradually allowed himself to get lost in her, but his eyes remained locked on hers as if she would be the one to help him find his way back.

"Honey I love you..."she blurts, the fresh tears glittering her fixed gaze on Jooheon's overwhelmed expression.

With one final slam of his hips and an emphatic grunt, Jooheon pressed himself as deep as Jasmine's body would allow him, puttung him flush against her sensitive cervix. Her legs wrapped around him and locked him deep inside of her, both of them moaning in sync until both of them came undone.

Their eyes never left eachothers, not even when Jooheon's dick pumped waves of cum into her pulsating heat. They held eachother in the reflection of their souls until one of them relents. This time its Jasmine, as she goes limp beneath him with her nails dragging lazily over his shoulder blades.

Their bare chests played a game of push and pull with their synchronized panting, Jooheon's muscles flexing subtly as he slowly pushed himself up.

With a few lingering kisses between them, he slowly pulls out of Jasmine with a breathy groan that sends a chill up her spine. He wouldnt know based soley on how she appeared to him though, eyes barely open and serene faced.

She would go back to sleep if he left there undisturbed long enough, but both of them knew with the rising sun, came reality.

"Alright babe..C'mon. We gotta move.." Jooheon sighs, grunting as he climbed off of her tiredly, tapping her upper thigh just enough to cause her skin to ripple. She mumbles in protest but ultimately obeys as she too rolled off the bed, both them setting out to get freshened up and dressed quickly for check out.

They resented it but was indeed time to move. With news of a dead cop circling local news , along with grainy CCTV footage of a man and a woman fleeing the crime scene hand in hand on loop, it was in the couples best interest to not stay in the same place for long.

They had no other choice after all..

Her hands didn't shake when she pulled back on the gun, loading the chamber with a bullet seamlessly as if she'd been doing it her entire life. The sun was high and the wind were graceful on their drive through the barren land of sienna sands and tumble weed. Jooheon's dark hair tossled with the breeze as he drove with his elbow resting in the window sill.

Smoke swirled from the Newport tucked between his fingers and he lifts it to his lips for one more drag before flicking it carelessly to the breeze. He exhales the smoke through his nose as he glances over at his passenger, smirking fondly at how comfortable she'd become handling his weapon.

Admittedly, it was kind of sexy.

"You know what you doing over there?" He snarks, turning to put his attention back on the endless road and Jasmine scoffs.

"Id hope so, or the guy who showed me dont know shit either." She perks her brow as she switched the safety back with a smirk that matched Jooheon's. He scowls over at her briefly with a bitten lip and reaches over to pinch the skin of her neck playfully, making her shrug into his hand and giggle.

"Ouch! Quit" she snaps but Jooheon was only getting started. He contiues poking and pinching her playfully in the places he knew her to be most ticklish. Jasmine retaliates by poking him in the ribs, forgetting about his injuries, and Jooheon recoils with a sharp hiss.

"Ah ah..Chillchillchill..." he chuckles in surrender, seeming to be yield as Jasmine's smile vanished. She huffs in annoyance , lightly tapping Jooheon's uninjured shoulder to scold him. But it was hard to stay mad at him when he got into these playful moods, which occurred far and few between now that their lives had taken such a serious turn.

"Why do you play so damn much?! You know youre hurt but wanna start shit..." she fusses ineffectively and Jooheon stifles his laughter while rubbing at his tender ribs.

" 'cause Im a shit starter, duh..." he snarks, poking his tongue out between his teeth as he smirked. Even with his wounds, he was still as fine as he could be. Jasmine rolls her eyes.

"Whatever..focus on driving Mr.Shit Starter..."

Jooheon bites his lip to keep his tongue at bay, maintaining the control over the '64 Impala with his driving hand secured on the steering wheel. Only the sounds of the radio playing and the engine revving as Jooheon accelerated filled the open space between them. Jasmine was leaning against her side of the car, her gaze on the desert landscape while her partners dimpled grin flashed in her direction mischievously. He stole glances from the road to continue pestering her by poking her side until she comically threatens him with violence.

Just then, a jackrabbit appears out of nowhere and dashes across the road. Out of reflex, Jooheon's right arm extends towards Jasmine and presses her against her seat as he swerved to avoid ringing the dinner bell for the vultures stalking the skies. The whole car jerks sharply and straightens back on it's path, its driver cursing under his breath.

"Little fucker.." Jooheon mutters with disdain as he watched the varmint kicking up dust as it shrunk in the distance via his side view.

"Its not the rabbit's fault you can't drive. Better stop playing so much." Jasmine scolds him with a giggle, her hand carressing his protective arm. Jooheon kissed his teeth arrogantly at the mirror before relaxing, returning that dominant arm to the task of controlling the steering.

"Yeah yeah..You just make sure youve got a good handle on that gun, maam. Before you fuck around and shoot a hole through my dash.." He smirks over at her and Jasmine rolls her eyes. Mainly because of how old that joke was getting. He just loved to tease her over how green she was compared to him, although it was what he loved about her most.

"I know what Im doing. Shut up." She wrinkles her nose cutely, promptly stowing the 9mm safely in its place below her seat.

"Youre the one whose always handing it to me in the first place. You must be prepared for me to shoot someone with it.." she adds and Jooheon shakes his head.

"I prefer you didn't. Not until I have a chance to really teach you how to handle it. For now, I just need you to know how to reload it just in case I...." he pauses, something in his rear view snagging his attention.

"Just in case what?.." Jasmine parrots, her brow creasing in worry.

Jooheon doesnt respond immediately, his jaw tensing slightly as he checked his other mirrors. He squints at the shape of a vehicle speeding up in thier lane behind them.

It had been back there a while, and Jooheon had been inconspicuously monitoring it since leaving the last city.

It wasnt until they'd crosses into another state that he began to wonder if that truck was just coincidentally heading the same way as them, or if they were being followed.

Jooheon couldn't shake the paranoia, leading the type of life he did, but its heightened by the fact that it wasnt just himself he had to worry about anymore.

He wordlessly offers his palm to Jasmine, the known signal for her to quickly pass him his gun.

She does so, her hands trembling now that there seemed to be an immentnt threat, but Jooheon remains as cool as he always did. He sits up in his seat slightly, checking his mirrors again as the vehicle drew closer.

"What?" Jasmine tried to hide the panic in her voice as best as she could. Jooheon nods towards the rear view mirror and Jasmine turns her body slightly to look behind them. Noting the approaching SUV, she frowns.

Jooheon cranes his neck, squinting at the vehicles reflection suspicously.

"That look like an undercover to you?" He asks and Jasmine's eyes go wide.

"Undercover? Like a cop?"her voice breaks

and Jooheon nods sharply, toggling his sharp gaze between the road and the trucks reflection in his mirror.

"You think a cop is following us?" Jasmime tenses and Jooheon shrugs a shoulder calmly.

"I don't know. Just got a weird feeling. Sit back.."

Jasmine hadn't noticed she was fully facing the backseat, straining her neck to see behind their car. She quickly rights herself, sinking in the seat a little as if to hide.

"What do you mean you don't know? You think its a cop?" She asks again while sneaking another look back. A large hand curls over her thigh, giving it a reassuring squeeze before returning to the matte black handgun nestled in his lap.

"Just chill, baby..." Jooheon speaks calmly as he sensed Jasmine's anxiety. Not that she could help it. Anything that had Jooheon on guard made her nervous.

"Im chill, I promise..." she huffs, looking back towards the unidentified vehicle.

From what Jasmine could see, they were being tailed by a large SUV for a while but she hadn't noticed since it kept its distance until now. It had very dark tint, even on the windshield , so she could barely make out the silhouette of the driver. It could be anyone behind them. A stranger. An enemy...

As her brain thumbed through its rolodex of potential antagonists, Jasmine hadn't realized that the SUV had gotten close enough for her hear it's engine. Jooheon tightens his jaw, as well as his grip on the gun in his lap with his keen eye on his rear view mirror.

She wasn't so sure what was going on in that mind of his, but surely shooting their way out of the situation wasn't it.

It couldn't be. If whoever was behind them was indeed law enforcement, resorting to gunplay would be suicide.

The SUV pulls up closer, just enough to hear the bass of music bumping inside of it. Jooheon maintains his speed, not wanting to provoke a chase while keeping his steady hand on his lap. If he felt any fear at all, Jasmine couldn't tell.

Fucking with a cop was like poking a hornet's nest. Trigger one and the swarm ensues. That was the worst possible outcome and for all they knew, backup was already on the way and they were just sitting ducks on the highway.

If it came to a fight, Jooheon wouldnt go out without one if running wasnt an option.

"No...not like this. Please.." Jasmine prayed to herself. It was quite audacious for her to believe any higher power would be listening after the things she's done, but she couldnt help but hope.

"Please.." she whispers shakily just as the SUV revved closer.

After a silent stand off seemed to occur between him and the driver behind them, the SUV switches lanes and accelerates to pass their car. It then crosses in front of them, only to speed off well over the limit.

"Son of a bitch" Jooheon hissed, his grip loosening on the steering wheel.

Both he and Jasmine sigh, Jooheon puffing his cheeks before passing the gun back to her carefully.

"We're good." he exhales, still eyeing the unsuspecting vehicle as it zoomed off in the distance. Jasmine felt as if her heart had stopped beating the moment their cars were closest, a haunting vision of the grim reaper behind the wheel, ready to take them both away to place to pay for their many sins.

Jooheon shoots her a quick look when she says nothing, noting the trepidation in her expression, before reaching over to pinch her chin with a half-hearted smile.

"Hey, we're ok. Relax.."

Easy for him to say.

"This time..." she mutters, turning her face to slip from his hold. She quickly reaches up to dab away the tear pricking the corner of her eye before exhaling.

Jooheon's gun felt heavier than usual in her lap and her gaze falls on it as a grim fact reared its head.

"You need to teach me." she says and Jooheon's brow creases with confusion.

With his eyes still trained ahead, he frowns.

"Teach you?"

"How to shoot. How to fight. Something! I cant just sit here while you do eveything to protect us. I need to be able to protect you too."

"For what? I do well enough protecting myself." he almost laughs but Jasmine saw nothing funny.

"Still. You can't drive and shoot Jooheon. What if something did happen and you were hurt? More than you already are. I feel so damn useless.." She rolls her eyes, turning her body slightly to face the door.

Jooheon's smirk faded at the insecurity in Jasmine's voice. He looks over at her, watching her shrink in her seat beside him as she watches the desert zoom past them.

A hard lump of realism catches in Jooheon's throat as he considers the suggestion. Immediately, the image of her being willing to put herself in danger to protect him threatens to yank his heart from his chest.

"Hey.." Jooheon reaches over with his hand palm side up. Jasmine's eyes go to it then to his unreadable profile. She places her hand in his without hesitation and Jooheon lifts it to his lips, grazing her knuckles with a kiss.

"You have my heart Jas."

Jasmine's brows lift at the hint of vulnerabilty seasoning his words. He must have sensed her knowing since he didnt look at her, keeping his eyes on the road ahead as he spoke.

"Every vein. Every beat. It's you. You know that right?" he hardens his glare, swallowing against the tension. Jasmine kept her gaze on the side of his face, tucking her bottom lip as she nodded.

"I do."  she confirms after several beats. Jooheon visibly relaxes at the response, swallowing again. He sighs as if the weight of his feelings wore on him so heavily, that just saying them brought some relief.

"Good. So maybe just.. hold onto it for me? Because that's all I need from you. Keep being my reason. I can teach you how to handle a gun and how to think if it brings you peace of mind. Just please know that you will never be usueless. Not to me, not to anyone. So never say that shit, ok?"

Jasmine's brow crinkled as she digested his words. His feelings werent new to her. As it was stated before, Jasmine felt Jooheon's love in every thing he did. The way he looked at her. The way he touched her. The way he'd grip her thigh when he drove or the way he tussled with a man twice his size to protect her. She knew without a shadow of a doubt that he loved her, but to hear him say it in his own way just now....

Her pause was expected and Jooheon found amusement in her silence as he looked over, giving her hand a gentle squeeze.

"No need to dirty these pretty hands of yours, baby. But should you ever need to shoot somebody, make sure youre aiming.." he winks, reiterating his gentle tease before their drive took a serious turn. Jooheon lets out a hearty laugh when he notices Jasmine's scowl melting into a reluctant smile.

"Whatever." she rolls her eyes playfully, making Jooheon chuckle. She tries to reclaim her hand, but its kept locked within her man's grip possessively.

"Naw, listen. You said you wanted to learn and that was part of your first unofficial lesson." he teases again, tightening his hold on Jasmine's hand since he knew she'd try to swat at him if he didn't. At his resistance to let go, the heaviness from before dissipated completely and Jasmine allows herself to laugh again. He is talent for manipulating the mood never ceased to amaze her.

"You get on my nerves.." she giggles, surrendering to Jooheon's charm yet again. For the first time in minutes, Jasmine feels her heartbeat's rhythm simmer down to a resting pace, knowing it had everything to do with Jooheon's calming nature. She pulls her bottom lip between her teeth and shook her head before continuing.

"..and you know , I'm ok with leaving the shooting part up to you for now. To be honest, just holding it for you when you drive makes me feel kind of dangerous.." she admits cutely and Jooheon flashes her a dimpled grin.

"Oh, you are dangerous. Trust me.."

Even though she detected sarcasm in his tone, there was an underlying implication of his words that had Jasmine wondering if he really meant that. She never asked him though.

Jooheon doesn't say another word, merely pulling up Jasmine's hand and brushing another kiss over it. Their fingers remain interlocked as he cruised silently with a hardened stare over the steering wheel.

Eventually, Jooheon knew everything would catch up to him. Before Jasmine entered his life, it didnt bother him one bit. He accepted his fate and could handle his karma. But he also knew Jasmine didn't deserve any of this.

But he also wasn't good enough of a man to let her go...

The landscape of scorching sands, burnt sienna dunes and cyan skies that faded into pink stretched on with the faded concrete chasing the ombre horizon. They'd been traveling all day, putting hundreds of miles between them and the fate that would never stop chasing. As tiresome it was to be on the run, buying them another day together would always be worth it.

Jasmine shifts her head against the cushioned headrest to admire Jooheon as he focused on getting them somewhere safe for the night, the lights of a distant city already glittering ahead.

His profile, those hard and focused eyes as if he was drowning in his thoughts, was just a beautiful as it always was. Despite the bloodied bruises that marred the corner id his mouth and brow.

He would always be enough.

Even if he was complicated.

So. Fucking. Complicated....

But he was hers. Engrained. Engraved in ink and blood for eternity.

And she'd wear it proudly, just like a tattoo.

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Under the influence : Jooheon❤️

A/N: one of my biggest inspirations to write comes from music, mainly because music is ingrained in everything I do. So Ive been playing with different ideas and drabbles inspired by RnB.

IdolJooheonXDancerReader. Highly suggestive and sexy. I hope you enjoy❤️

Say what you will about the artist, but there was something overwhelmingly sexy about the way this song made you feel. The production. The lyrics. The shamelessly eager tone of the singer’s voice as he bared his soul to his lover. A perfect execution of what it meant to truly be drunk or high off someone's body.

So when it came on that night, vibrating the speakers with its opening electric guitar strumming you to life, it was a no-brainer when he told you to dance for him.

Jooheon watched you with an unwavering focus, seated in a foldable chair he dragged over the glazed wood floors that was now pushed against the practice room mirror. He leaned back in the seat with his hands resting casually in his lap, one of them curving over the apex of his manspread. A smirk played on his lips, his deep dimples winking at you under the purple LED’s above him.

He was dressed far more modest than you in his fitted black tee and baggy Nike joggers. If one would call the way gray sweats were notoriously unforgiving in the crotch region. Your oversized pants hung low on your hips with its waistband rolled to fit, revealing the way your bikini style panties’ elastic hiked over your hip bones. Your bra matched the bottoms, cupping your humble (somewhat) bust while you moved with ease.

Jooheon’s eyes track your every move as you step towards him slowly, one bare foot in front of the other. Your feline gate matched the music’s rhythm as you ran your fingers through your hair, elongating your curvy torso and pulling his attention there as you whined your hips in slow circles.

Baby, you can

Ride it, ooh, yeah

Like a conductor, Chris’ melodic croons guided the motion of your hips, and Jooheon’s lips tucked against each other as he watched your knees part and bend all while winding your waist.

Bring it over to my place

And you be like

"Baby, who cares?"

With knee’s blessed by the twerk god’s themselves, you drop slowly into a squat, not even sparing them a bounce before leaning forward, sliding your palms over the floor. You gave Jooheon a sideways view of your body, deepening your arch before grinding against the floor sensually.

But I know you care

Bring it over to my place

Your siren eyes pin Jooheon as you simulate exactly how he planned to stroke your body later, accenting the masculine move with your own feminine flare that his jaw clenching and relaxing every time your pelvis kisses the floor.

You don't know what you did, did to me

Your body lightweight speaks to me

You sit back on your knees, flipping your hair back sexily before sliding to face him head-on. Your brief stare matches the tension building in the song, and Jooheon matches it seamlessly. He licks his lips, narrowing his gaze and tilting his head as you lean forward to be on all fours again.

I don't know what you did, did to me

Your body lightweight speaks to me

You lift a hand and curl your finger in a ‘come hither’ like motion, taking your bottom lip between your pretty teeth teasingly.

Mouthing the lyrics, Jooheon leans forward and tips his chin, his wordless command to beckon you to him. And you obey, similarly to how you stepped towards him seconds ago, moving with the sultry grace of a poised panther.

You don't know what you did, did to me

Your body lightweight speaks to me

The famed RnB singer goes silent to allow the instrumentation to breathe, a symphony of synths and percussion soundtracking your descent towards the man waiting for you at the mirror. Placing his elbows on his knees, Jooheon smiles as you crawl between his legs, dipping his head slightly to meet you halfway.

Your hand comes up to grasp his face, your fingertips falling into the grooves of his dimples as your other hand curls over his thigh. You push yourself up to press your forehead against his, locking eyes with the beast you tamed inside of him.

Despite him keeping his hands to himself, per your instructions, you felt Jooheon in every cell of your body when he looked at you this deeply. A knowing look creeps into his expression and his tongue lashes out to tease your lips before you push his face away.

Jooheon smirks wickedly with that same tongue tracing his inner cheek as you stand, bringing his face level with your navel, another part of hee he was so tempted to lick. Even now, the tip of his nose skims over your belly on his way to looking up at you with adoring eyes. How was it that a man so angelic looking at time could be such a demon deep down. So deep that you felt your walls clenching at the thought of him touching. Put his lips on you and worshipping you where you stand.

Perhaps another time.

Right now, all he asked for was a dance.

You roll your eyes in at him in amusement before nudging his shoulders, encouraging him to sit back and give you enough room to straddle him for verse 2.

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BabyDaddyHyunwoo is on the brain at the moment. I only say Baby Daddy to make it apparent that you have a child or two with him, but he most definitely put a ring on it.

Youre in the kitchen, barefoot and heavily pregnant, teetering towards the end of your third trimester. It’s early evening and the sun is coming through the windows, emitting its golden hour glow all over the room.

Hyunwoo had just come home from the job as you began working over the cutting board, slicing vegetables for dinner. You knew he was in the house when you heard the keys jingle in his hand when he came in from the garage.

“Babe?!” he called to you in his usual way, as if you wouldnt be there. And you respond to his greeting over your music, instructing Alexa to decrease the volume a little.

“I'm in the kitchen!” you yell back.

Butter bubbles and pops in the skillet as you added ginger and garlic to the pan, briskly spreading the aromatics around while humming softly to yourself. Brined chicken thighs wait to be seasoned in a bowl in the sink, an assortment of veggies still needing to be cut soon to join it. Hyunwoo never came to you after you told him where you were but it wasnt concerning. He just liked knowing where you were, it seemed. Once your location was confirmed, he’d want to shed his work clothes and ‘defunk his body’ before touching you.

You didnt expect to see him as it was also typical for him to greet the boys, poking his head in their rooms and making sure they’ve completed their homework or chores since he would normally find them on the PlayStation around this time.

Abiut four songs pass and you’ve added the chicken thighs and veggies to the skillet, searing the skin to a golden brown as you spooned the garlic butter over it. You were so caught up in the task, you were clueless to the gorgeous onlooker leaning in the door frame.

“God, youre sexy..” your husband says to himself.

You’d disagree but Hyunwoo would take you bare-faced, hair tied up, in an oversized t-shirt and a pair of his sweat pants you adopted because nothing of yours fit anymore, over you being dolled up any day.

Hell, he’d marry you again just like this if you let him, being the most beautiful he’d ever seen you.

It amuses him that you hadnt noticed him standing there, so he enjoyed the show you put on while you cooked. Mumbling along to the tune filling the kitchen, wagging your head and swaying your hips.

You grunt tiredly as you lift the cast iron skillet from the fire with the thick oven mit grasping the coarse handle, bending your body cautiously to place it inside the oven. The door creaks when you shut it and you grimace at the effort it took to even stand up straight. Everything was uncomfortable these days. Sitting. Standing. Walking. Breathing.

It wasnt really up to him but you were grateful when Hyunwoo agreed that this would be your last baby. You finally had your girl who would bring some balance amidst all the testosterone in your home. Apart from the mental and physical toll, you were just over it all.

Pregnancy is ghetto.

You huff at the revelation for the umpteenth time before giving yourself a little pep talk as you straightened up.

It nearly startled you to feel your husband’s wide hands curling over your hips. The smell of his deep woodsy body wash surrounds you, calming your galloping heart instantly. He presses his pelvis firmly agaisnt the curve of your backside, his lips finding your neck as he held you.

“Hi Beautiful.” he just about whispered to you, his a hands rubbing your hips and booty shamelessly while pecking his lips against your sensitive skin.

You smile at the sensation of home you felt when he touches you and reach up to caress the back of his head, his hair still a little damp from his shower.

“Hi handsome. Dinner should be ready in about 20 minutes” you scratch his scalp lovingly.

Hyunwoo hums with his mouth still connected to your neck, suckling you gently before uttering a response.

“M’kay. Smells good.” he pauses his kisses, trailing them up to the spot just below your earlobe. A chill runs down your spine, a typical reaction to Hyunwoo’s affection.

“How are my girls?” he changes the subject swiftly. One of those bold hands comes around to rub over the globe of your baby bump and you swear you feel the baby flutter under his palm. You smirk at the thought.

“Heavy. Me mostly. Peanut probably is no more than 6 pounds but I swear she feels like 20 ” you pout, although the humor in your voice is clear. Hyunwoo says nothing in response, merely nosing at your neck, most likely smelling the floral notes from your skin. He rubbed your belly empathetically, an odd feeling of guilt coming over him. He’d watched you go through this two times before and it never got easier for you.

Many times he wished he could swap places and carry the load of life, but of course he couldnt. Made him feel so helpless.

“Almost done, baby. You’ve done so well..” he sighs against you, gathering the shirt covering you with his fingers for him to slip his hand under it. The skin to skin was comforting for the both of you.

“Almost isnt soon enough..” you whimper pitifully, dropping the hand that cradled his head to lay on top of the one against your bump. You pat his hand affectionately while turning your head to offer him your lips. He takes them gladly, almost growling at the softness of them before you pull away.

“Alright. Theres a pile of laundry on the couch that wont fold itself..” you attempt to step out of Hyunwoo’s hold, but he doesnt budge.

“Leave it. “

You laugh.

“And what would that solve? You want clean underwear, dont you?” you turn your head again to look at him and he shrugs.

“There’s nothing to solve. I’ll do it. You should relax.”

“I cant. Sitting still makes me anxious. Side effect of nesting.” you quip.

“You can nest tomorrow.” Hyunwoo counters, the way he held onto you possessively making you feel things. Despite it, you try to escape him again but his hold on you is firm, making you huff in mild frustraion.

“Hyunwoo.” you warn but his gaurd on your baby bump doubles as his other hand comes around on it.

“Just wait” you hear him say, the curve of his smile brushing over the shell of your ear.

“For what?” you mirror his expression.

“I wanna try something..” he mutters calmly.

You hum curiously and are about to repeat your question when the feeling of Hyunwoo’s hands cupping the underside of your belly makes you go quiet. He applies gentle pressure while pushing it up, effectively lifting your belly and taking the brunt of its weight off of your lower spine and pelvic bones.

You let out a long sigh of relief immediately, your head falling back against Hyunwoo’s shoulder.

“Oh.....oh wow..” you slur and the rumble of Hyunwoo’s chuckle vibrates against your back. He kisses your temple before resting the side of his face on yours, continuing to hold your belly up for you.

He’d seen a few people do the same thing for pregnant women on the internet more than once and knew he had to try it. The way they would melt the second the pressure of their heavy bellies confirmed it to be a sure thing for him tl do for you. And he was so happy to be right.

You make another elated sound under your breath and Hyunwoo hugged his arms under your belly a little higher. Nothing more was said after that. Music played. Dinner simmered in the oven, emitting its delicioys aromas throughout the house.

And the two of you remained close to each other, swaying in a silent dance of comfort for who knows how long.

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