cured - im jaebum [sequel]

four

"you like your co workers?" he tried to keep the bitterness out of his voice. 

subin hummed. "yeah, they're really cool. today, jongin really wanted to go to this restaurant a couple of stores down from the shop, even though we went there a couple of days ago, and no one else wanted to go with him, so it was just me and him."

jaebum poked his tongue into his lip, "really, now. was your date fun?"

subin turned her head to look at him with a smile on her face, expecting to see a teasing face. instead, his eyes were dark and there were no traces of humor in his expression at all. subin's stomach flip flopped as jaebum brought his face close to hers, his warm breath on her cheek and his possessiveness prominent. 

"i'm not laughing."

subin gulped and jaebum flipped her over, holding her chin in his hand, rubbing her bottom lip with his thumb. her breathing became shallow. on one hand, she was scared; she had never seen this side of jaebum. she knew he was angry now, but it was a little late at this point. he had never been angry at her before, so they were treading into new territory.

on the other hand, she was excited because they were in uncharted territory. this new dynamic could either launch their sex life into something amazing, or something uncomfortable and awkward.

"i'm sorry," subin weakly let out. 

"are you now?" jaebum asked, moving subin's head to one side and then the other, trying to decide which side of her neck he wanted to mark up first. "how are you going to prove it to me? or do i have to show you that you're mine?"

without a word, subin grabbed the back of jaebum's head and smashed their lips together. she felt him smirk into the kiss as he wrapped her legs around his waist, standing up, and walking to the bathroom.

subin could feel how excited jaebum was already, so she knew how much he liked this dynamic of being dominant and watching subin submit. he was carrying her with one arm wrapped around her and subin clung to the back of his shirt for dear life.

the walk to the bedroom felt like they were walking a marathon. subin had ran out of breath along the way at some point and started leaving hot, wet kisses down jaebum's neck. he grunted when she scraped her teeth against him at one point, but he focused all of his energy on making sure his legs didn't give out.

finally to the bedroom, jaebum toss subin onto the bed, and he watched like it was in slow motion. her hair blowing, her landing on the pillow top mattress, the sheets and pillows bouncing up with her.

jaebum grabbed the back of his shirt and tore it off his head and threw it in an abandoned corner. he dove down onto the bed, soaking in the image of subin now. her face was red on her cheeks and neck, a couple of strands of hair stuck to her sweaty forehead. she was only in her black bra and her tight ripped jeans. she had gained weight in the best way since being released; her hips were filled out, her thighs were thicker, her butt was rounder.

she was perfect.

as jaebum started placing kisses on her face and neck, he momentarily forgot that he was supposed to be mad at her. he sucked on the tender skin on her collarbone, her breasts, her stomach, all the way down to her waistband of her jeans. he sucked particularly hard on her right hip.

"jaebum, ouch," subin pouted, trying to push jaebum's head away from her sensitive skin. she stopped when he gave her a dark look.

just when jaebum managed to peel subin's jeans off, his phone in his pocket started buzzing. he let out a loud groan that almost sounded like a growl. subin watched with mild, boiling anger as he pulled his phone out of his pocket and answered it.

"hello?" he huffed, pushing his messy hair out of his face and keeping his hand there.

subin could hear the muffled male voice on the other end of the line. jaebum put on convincing customer service voice as the two of them discussed a time to skype. the mystery male must have started talking about another subject, because jaebum rolled his eyes.

in only her underwear, subin was flustered and impatient. the view of a shirtless jaebum in sweatpants was getting harder and harder to resist, especially when he flexed his jaw in frustration.

subin sat up, wrapping her arms around her boyfriend's neck, kissing over the marks she had already made. feeling adventurous, she brought his earlobe into her mouth and nibbled on it. he let out a strangled sound in the back of his throat.

"are you okay?" subin heard the man on the phone say. she smirked, kissing his shoulder and feeling his back muscles flex under her wandering hands.

"yeah, i just hit my elbow on my desk. i'll call you back, okay jiyong?"

"that's fine! i didn't realize how late it was. have a good night."

jaebum hung up and tossed his phone on the floor, probably shattering the screen, but he couldn't care less. he pushed subin back on the bed, pressing her shoulders into the mattress firmly. 

"do you know who i was on the phone with?" he half-purred half-growled. subin shook her head, attempting to run her hands through his hair but he removed a hand from her shoulder to pin her hands above her head. "it was kwon jiyong. g-dragon? from big bang? this will be my biggest job yet, and you almost ruined it because you couldn't wait for me could get done."

"i'm sorry," subin whispered, losing her breath when his face got close to hers.

"that's twice now that you've messed up. maybe i should teach you how to behave?"

jaebum's fingers curled under the waistband of her underwear and was about to pulled them down her legs when his phone started ringing again. he let out a loud groan as he rested his forehead on subin's bare stomach. 

he climbed off of his girlfriend and picked his phone up off the floor. thankfully, the screen wasn't cracked. jaebum answered the call without looking at the caller id, which was his first mistake.

"hello?" he answered.

then his face went pale and his legs gave out. 

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