Time passes by, I don't know how long, but I do know that I feel familiar lips on my body.
They began trailing up my leg, my thighs getting a bit more attention (and maybe a few quiet whimpers), to my exposed tummy from when I lied down, to above my chest.
They trailed up my neck, nibbling softly as I bit my lip to not sound, and found their way to my lips.
"Dinner's ready songbird." Namjoon gives an innocent look, hovering above me. "Fuck you..." I grumble, sitting up.
"Oh babe...i'll be doing that to you later tonight, don't worry." He winks and leaves me burning red.
"Ass hat..." I mumble walking out to dinner. Two plates of (Favorite food) were set out with a candle illuminating the middle of the table.
"Wow, way to set the mood." I laugh, standing next to Namjoon. "Hey, I gotta treat my wife correctly. What's better then waking her with kisses and a candle lit dinner?" His arms circling my waist.
"You left her a little hot and bothered by your teasing. How's that treating dear wife-e correctly?"
Namjoon bites his lip, a low growl coming from his throat. "Just wait till tonight. She'll get treated very well." He promises as he grips my ass.
"Woah, easy there tiger. Gotta wait till tonight, remember?" I wink and purposefully grid on him as I get out of his grip, taking a seat.
Satisfied with the look on his face, and the problem I created, I began to eat. "Your foods getting cold Namjoon."
He takes a seat grumbling incoherent words and starts eating. "You're really gonna get it tonight.." He says quiet, more to himself than me.
"I'm sure I will." I finish up eating, taking my dirty dish to the sink. "I'll be in the bedroom if you need me." Winking and walks, swaying my hips a little.
"Ughhh~" I hear him groan quietly and laugh. "I'm so screwed hehe." Looking around, I see my bag that I asked no one to go through. The boys, except Namjoon, know what the bag is for.
Going to it, I pull out my black cat ears, along with my black and white lace bra and panties. "The shit I do for you.."
I to the bathroom, quickly changing to....I don't even know what to properly call it, and get under the covers.
Namjoons POV:
Y/N left the dinning room, leaving me uncomfortable in these tight jeans; making it worse when swaying her oh so perfect hips.
"I swear... You won't be walking for weeks." I mumble, stuffing food into my mouth.
5 minutes later, my food is done. Plate is in the sink rinsed off. I begin unbuttoning my shirt, making my way to the bedroom.
"Kitten~?" I call, using her pet name. Getting closer to the room, small purrs can be heard, as if it were a cat.
I pull my shirt off when I enter the room, Y/N neck deep in the covers. Only her head decorated in cat ears showing.
"Hm.. Hi daddy~" she giggles, waving. Damn this girl has nerves. I walk up to the foot of the bed. "It's our honeymoon, I've waited a while, kitten." I say.
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Happy Ending From a Misunderstanding (sequel to Namjoon X reader)
FanfictionI suck at descriptions but I'll try. Also this is the sequel to Namjoon X reader This is the story of how Y/N and Namjoon lived the rest of their lives happily after a small misunderstanding. Namjoon when to do something and Y/N decided to look on...
