LET US BE US
You should read the epilogue before you read this 😘
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“I just feel bad, that is so many kids...and all girls…,” you laughed as you packed up the final items for your 4 girls. “Yeah, six...is a lot, but they said yes,” Jimin laughed as he packed up the final items for the two of you.
“Daddy, daddy,” Eunae ran into your bedroom calling out for him. His face immediately became blanketed with a huge smile as he bent down to pick her up. “What baby?” he asked, giggling with joy...he never got tired of hearing them call for him. “Dasom said that Uncle Kookie told her that she could play the game with him first, did he daddy?” Eunae was constantly in competition with her older sister, it didn’t matter if it was time with their uncle or extra ice cream after dinner. “Oh, my baby girl,” he couldn’t help but to gush and giggle over her, “you sister was probably just saying she wanted to go first. I promise Uncle Jungkookie will have time for all of you ok.” He kissed her forehead as she pouted, not satisfied with his answer. “Eu-Eu,” you started to reassure her, running your fingers through her cute little ponytail, “...remember that you and Areum will get to spend time together too, don’t worry sweet girl...you are going to have fun, ok baby.” She leaned her head on Jimin’s shoulder continuing to pout, but she smiled when she remembered, “wait, mommy, don’t me and Areum get to share a room?” You nodded, happy she got the subtle hint you were sending her, “Yes, that will be fun, right?” She perked up a bit and said, “ok,” as she wiggled out of Jimin’s arms. As she walked out of your room, sure to tell her older sister of her recalled information, you asked, “will you please tell Dasom that mommy and daddy are calling her?”
She ran to your oldest’s room, practically screaming, “Dasom! Mommy and daddy want to talk to you and you're in trouble and me and Areum are going to be best friends and not you!” You and Jimin looked at each other, giggling listening to your little drama queen. He pointed to you, “she gets that from you...always drama.” Your jaw dropped open, “Jimin...whatever,” you giggled knowing he wasn’t wrong. He picked you up and you wrapped your legs around his waist as he kissed you, “love you!” “Love you too,” you smiled at him.
“Whaaaattt?” Dasom whined when she entered your room. “D,” you raised your eyebrows at her as Jimin placed you down, “why are you messing with her?” “Mom, I’m not, that is what Uncle Kookie told me when we were over last. He said he doesn’t want to play with anyone else because I am the only one who can win,” she pleaded her case. “But Dasom baby,” Jimin started as he sat on your bed and motioned for her to come over to him, “...we’ve talked about this before, remember...you are the oldest. And what do we older siblings have to do?” She put her head down, where she stood between Jimin’s legs, “we have to be kind and let them...get away with everything!” Your heart was almost warmed with her perfect use of sarcasm, you inwardly could not be more proud, outwardly, “D, she doesn’t get away with everything.” “Moooooooooom, seriously? Do we not live in the same house? She gets away with way more than me and Aera and even the baby,” she was beside herself. “Dasom,” Jimin pulled her attention back, “you are the oldest, just like I am the older brother and you have to be kind, but you also have to take care of your younger sisters, and making them feel sad isn’t taking care of them.” “I know, I know, I’m sorry daddy, I’m sorry mom,” she squeezed out through a sliver of space between her teeth.
“Thank you, D,” you praised, she was always being reminded that she was the oldest. Jimin was so good at relating to her and reminding her that being the oldest was a responsibility, but one that was way cool. “Thank you baby...and besides, you know that Uncle Kookie is going to play with you first, so you don’t have to rub it in, ok,” he smiled and patted her back, where his hand had stayed comforting her and understanding her burden. He held his fist out to get a fist bump back from her, their code for their shared identity, “I love you, baby.” “I love you too, daddy,” she kissed his cheek and your heart spilled over with cuteness...especially seeing the happiness that Jimin was swimming in. “Love you, D,” you stated where you were triple checking their bags, “make sure that your overnight bag has all the books you want to take, a week’s worth, ok?” “Ok, mama,” she turned to leave, looking a little taller than when she had walked in.
Jimin, crossed his arms in front of his body, and smiled...you could practically see the rays of sunlight coming from his warmed and proud heart. You smiled and walked over to stand between his legs, “I love you so much...you are so good with her. You are so her favorite,” you teased him, running your fingers through his hair. He chuckled, picking you up and laying you on your back before climbing halfway on top of you, “I love you, sexy.” He kissed you, holding himself hovered over you, “I can’t wait until we are there and I can fuck you as much as I want and as fucking loud as we want...finally!” You burst out laughing, “you are so nasty...and I am going to be so fucking loud.” His eyes hooded, “yeah, how loud? What are you going to scream, baby?” “You wish,” you teased before pushing him back and jumping out of bed to finish what you were working on. “Oh my God, baby...come on,” he whined, “you cannot leave me like that...right after I said that and then you said what you said.” His eyes looked like they rolled back into his head as his tongue ran across his lips.
“Jimin,” you reminded, “...we will be alone for a week, starting tomorrow, but we still have so much to do here.” He pouted, “fine, but you will pay for this.” He stood up and walked over to you, wrapping his arms around you, pulling you back against his hard body, “...and we will be starting on the plane.” He kissed your neck and then walked away to finish packing, leaving you breathless and wet...so, so, wet.
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Jimin had been telling you for years that he wanted to take you to Sweden. He would say, “I told him I would be back,” referring to the shopkeeper that he bought your engagement ring from. You looked down at it around your finger, next to the wedding band he had made to perfectly match it, momentarily transporting back to the inside of the cable car...you closed your eyes, taking in the journey you had been on to get to where the two of you were now, together, married, parents...happy. “Baby, it’s been so long,” you would say softly and worried, “...what if he isn’t there?” He would just shake his head, confident in his feeling, “he is still there...I just know he is.” You let go of the worry, placing your faith in him as you always had.
Jungkook, or Uncle Kookie, as he was mostly referred to in your home now and his now wife, Nabi, were always telling you to leave the girls with them, “...just leave them with us, all 6 of them love each other...they would practically take care of themselves.” You felt lucky that you and Jimin had built a strong bond with them. You adored Nabi, she was kind, funny, and your first female best friend. Your Eunae and their Areum were the same age and so were your youngest and theirs. You always laughed with her about the fact that Jimin and Jungkook were surrounded by girls at all times. “They are always the last to leave rehearsal now, holding off before returning home to ‘girls everywhere’,” she would say. You both laughed.
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“Well it is about damn time,” Jungkook teased the moment he opened the door to let the girls in. “Uncle Kookie!” they all screamed, even the two year old tried, “Kul Kie, Kul Kie!” He laughed, picking her up and hugging the rest of them. You laughed and asked, “where is she?” “Hello Hi Welcome to our home…” Jungkook sarcastically stated, reminding you that he too existed. You laughed, “shut up, hi Jungkook...where is she?” He laughed, “kitchen, with Bada.” “Thank you,” you smiled at him, every now and again you exchanged a glance from the past, momentarily reassessing your lives and the what if’s...but always returning right back to exactly where you were. “Does he need help?” he called out, still holding the baby. “Yes,” you called back, “thank you!”
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“He has been anxious all morning,” Nabi uttered as you walked in and you both laughed. “No wonder, he was so quick to open the door,” you laughed. “Does he even know what you are getting yourselves into?” you asked her, giggling. “No, not even a clue...he hasn’t been with all 6 of them, without us,” she chuckled, a knowing Jungkook look in her eyes. You shook your head and smiled, “thank you so much for doing this for us, Love. I appreciate it so much! We weren’t anticipating going anywhere until my parents were back from their retirement trip, but when they got the time off…” “Girl, you know that I gotchu...besides, you and Jimin watched our girls last break,” she smiled, giving you a hug.
“Just put them right there, I’ll get them all sorted later,” you heard Jungkook direct Jimin. “Baby,” Jimin called out, “is this everything?” You giggled, “what would they do without us?” She looked at you and smiled with a ‘girl you know they would lose their minds’ look on her face and eyes. You both laughed.
“Yes, that’s all...wait, does D have her book bag?” you asked. “I think so,” Jimin guessed. You raised your eyebrows, reminding him...as if that was an answer that you could accept. He giggled, pulling you over into a kiss, “I will go ask her.” “Thank you,” you kissed his cheek. “Dasom, baby, do you have your bag?” Jimin called out as he walked back to her usual spot in the Jeon house. You held your hands out to Jungkook, motioning for him to hand the baby over. “What? Nope, she is all mine, aren’t you, little love,” he giggled and turned away from you, causing her to laugh. “Jungkook, give me my baby!” you teased, laughing. “You don’t want to go with mama, huh, you want to stay with Kul Kie, right?” he stated, laughing, still turning away from you. “Mama, mama, mama,” the baby called out, causing you to laugh, as you held out your arms and she leaned over to go to you. “Oh my goodness,” Jungkook feigned shock and betrayal, “I can’t believe it...little love, how are you gonna do me like that?” You both laughed.
You gave the baby a million kisses, knowing it was going to be hard to be gone from her and her sisters for a week. “Uncle Kookie,” you heard Dasom call out, walking back with Jimin trailing behind her, “...are we still gonna play?” “D-Som, you know it!” Jungkook placed his hand out waiting for her to do the same. When she did, they ran quickly through a game of rock, paper, scissors. “Yes!” Dasom stated excitedly, “I get to choose the first game!” “You always beat me D-Som...are you practicing with your dad again?” he chuckled. She looked at Jimin, who smiled at her as if they were sharing a secret code, which they were.
“Jiminah, are you ready to take my best friend away from me?” Nabi teased, entering carrying their baby. Jimin quickly gave her a hug, through a smile, he adored her just as much as you did, “...remember she was my best friend first.” You all laughed. Jimin fell back behind you and put his arm around your shoulder and Jungkook held his arms out to take the baby from his wife. “Ok, little love, give mama a kiss so we can go play with Bada,” Jungkook chuckled. You kissed her a million more times, before handing her over to Jimin who did the same, until she wiggled wanting to be put down. “Bada, Bada...Da-Eee,” she said adorably. He squeezed her one more time and kissed her then put her down to join her best friend and favorite Uncle.
“Thank you so much for watching all of them, sweetie,” Jimin gave Nabi another hug, “...we got next!” “You guys go and have a great time! It’s not a problem. He has been planning all kinds of stuff for them...so they will be busy,” she chuckled. “Thank you, Love…” you whispered as you hugged her, “call me for anything.” “I know boo,” she squeezed you, “have fun...can’t wait to hear ‘all’ about it.” She giggled, whispering in your ear, knowing you would spill every single dirty detail of your pending fuck fest with Jimin. “Girl, I gotchu!” you stated, as you parted. Both of you giggled. You looked at Jimin, who looked back at you with a sexy smirk, wondering what you were giggling about. You shrugged sarcastically, raising your eyebrows, “what?” He chuckled, grabbing your hand, “ready, baby?” You nodded, an anxious feeling in your stomach, the feeling that filled you every time you left your girls anywhere...no matter how much you trusted the Jeon’s, they were still your whole life.
“Loves!” Jimin called out, “...hugs and kisses!” You heard giggles, running, and then Dasom wrapped around Jimin and the littles wrapped around you. Jimin pulled Dasom slightly away to give her the ‘big sister and oldest girl’ pep talk, while you hugged and kissed Aera and Eunae. “Be good for Auntie and Uncle ok my babies,” you kissed them both and then they ran to Jimin who had been hugging Dasom. “You are such an amazing girl, my D, I’m so proud of you all the time. Thank you for being the best big sister. I love you,” you hugged her, feeling the tears well up behind your eyes. “D, I was thinking that maybe we should have cookies...what do you think?” Nabi looked at you, knowing you needed a moment. You mouthed, ‘thank you’ to her, and she mouthed back, ‘have fun...every. single. detail.’ You both giggled again. Jimin wrapped his arms around you, snuggling into your neck, “ready?” You nodded and leaned over onto his head. He lifted his head slightly, whispering, “I want to fuck you so fucking bad...hope I can wait until we get on the plane.” You laughed, “you are definitely going to wait, dirty.” He let out a loud laugh and held you tight.
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“Ok, baby, no more waiting...here or there?” Jimin smirked, looking over at you, having spared no expense, buying a first-class suite. He pointed at the bed where he sat and then at the chair where you sat. You shook your head, “dealer’s choice.” “Oooh, then I choose here,” he stated, rubbing his hands together, buzzing with excitement. You giggled, taking in the sight of him, the love of your life...still your best friend all these years later, now your husband and the father of your children, you closed your eyes, marking the moment as your new happiest day ever.
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You stood up and started to undress, slowly revealing the new bra and panty set you purchased for the exact moment. “Fuuuuuck!” Jimin growled, mouth open, looking like he would bust his nut right then and there. You smiled, “ummm, you forgetting something, baby...I know it’s been a while since we got to take our time, but you still have to get naked.” He chuckled, pulling him out of his trance, “right, right…” He quickly pulled off his clothes returning back to eye fucking you. You stood in front of him, the light pink satin and lace of your new lingerie the only fabric between you. He sat at the edge of the bed, pulling you closer to him, placing his hands firmly on your ass as he placed one soft peck on your stomach. “You are the most beautiful, sexy, incredible woman in this world,” he stated, proudly.
He looked up at you, closing his eyes as you ran your fingers through his hair, “every day I think that I can’t possibly love you more than I did the day before, but every day, my heart expands a little bit more...somehow holding the impossibility of the amount of love that fills it. I love you so much, baby...thank you for choosing me.” Your eyes teared, he was still the same sweet boy that bumped into you in the school hallway, “I love you too.” You could barely talk, looking into his eyes, feeling every bit of love he held for you. His love still overwhelmed you, his words still gave you butterflies, his smile still warmed you like nothing else could. He smiled when you wiped away the tear that trailed down his cheek. You took a collective deep breath, allowing the love to bounce through your hearts, always meant to be...in this moment, in this life, in this love together.
He shifted back slightly and pulled you onto his lap. You straddled his thighs and smiled, feeling like you could finally speak, “you still get me, my sweet husband...the best daddy in the world, the best friend in the world, the best man in the world...I love you more than I could ever explain to you. You always knew we would be here...I’m so glad you did, baby...this life with you is all I ever wanted. I love you so fucking much, Jimin!” He pushed his hands into your hair and pulled you to his lips, kissing you his way, the only way you ever wanted to be kissed...touching your lips with his, but also touching every part of your body. “Mmmm,” he moaned, every time you kissed, it was as if you were back in your dorm room...back in that night filled with kisses, you were floating. “So, you gonna fuck me or what,” your sarcasm spilled onto him and he laughed with his whole body, falling back onto the bed. You laughed, as you fell over onto him, kissing his chest before finding your way back to his lips. “Why yes, Mrs. Park, I plan on fucking you this entire flight,” he smiled before flipping you over onto your back.
He hovered over you, his eyes darkened as lust filled the space between you. He laid to the side of you, his hand finding its way to just under your neck and then moving slowly down the center of your body. The softness of his skin, passing over the lace and satin, went straight into the throbbing between your legs. He kept his gaze focused on you, your eyes had met millions of times before, but it still sent electricity through your body and his. His fingers trailed over your slit, pushing slightly into the satin that covered it. Your back arched, a moan escaped your mouth, your eyes closed...the anticipation making it hard to breathe normally. He smiled softly at you, “I’m deciding what I want to do first...I keep thinking one of the girls is going to knock.” You both chuckled. “Oh gosh, I know...it’s so weird to be taking our time, but I’m loving it,” you smiled at him as you ran your hand through his hair. “Me too,” the look on his face momentarily soft, just like his voice.
“Ok, except, babe...move it along already, I’m horny as fuck,” you directed. He burst out laughing, “I fucking love you!” “I love you too, take off my panties already, it's time for that tongue of yours to clock in,” you ordered playfully, but completely seriously. Your need for him, the desire, passion, lust...all the same...he would always be the one rocking your boat. He smiled as he giggled, you never failed to make him laugh, and moved in between your legs. Fuck! He is so fucking beautiful, you thought as he playfully pulled your panties off. The sunlight poured into the suite, as if highlighting how blessed you were...you smiled, thanking the universe once more for bringing you together. Once your panties were off, he laid on his stomach, his arm hooked around your thigh, holding you in place. He looked at you looking intently at him and smiled before placing a kiss on your slit. “Mmmm, fuck,” you moaned, remembering that you could say whatever you wanted as loud as you wanted.
He giggled, “baby, I haven’t even gotten inside yet and you are already at fuck!” You laughed, “I mean...that’s still hot as fuck Jimin.” He kissed you again in the same place and laughed when you let out another ‘fuck’. He moved to kissing the inside of the thigh he was holding onto. “Oh wait,” he paused for a moment, lifting his head up and stating into the air, “Yo, play the fuck list.” You laughed, “no you did not.” “Oh yes baby, I did,” he smirked and a moment later a carefully cultivated playlist for the occasion started streaming out of the speakers in the suite. “You sexy mo fo, fuck yes, fucking to music...oh the old days,” you were so excited, you couldn’t even remember the last time you had a fuck list, which is what you called them...pre-kid days. “You think of everything,” you started to wiggle a bit to the beat, “I love that you still surprise me.” Your emotions bubbled back up for a moment, until the first lick on your clit.
“Fuuuuuuuck! BAE-BEEE!” you screamed out, you could practically see the proud smirk on his face. His tongue moved along to the sounds of ‘Slow Motion’. You laughed internally, thinking about his incredible dancing skills, of course...but his musicality, that was actually the highlight of his bedroom skills. The light mood quickly changed to sex, need, lust...your moans notably louder and closer together. Your body responded automatically to his quickened pace, arched back, hands gripping the bedding, weakening legs jerked...and you thought maybe you would run out of your ability to say ‘fuck’. “Baby, fuck, fuck, fuck...yes, yes, fuck Jimin...oh my god baby,” you were climbing steadily and he slowed back down, allowing your body to relax. He was going to take his damn time...and you were there for it.
His tongue moved through your pussy feverently, as if he had never gone down on you before. His moans, while he tasted you, familiar but new. There was no one on Earth who knew every bit of your softness like him, the perfect love of your life...giving you every moment of pleasure he could. His tongue lingered within your folds, sensual movements, sucks that were soft, sucks that were harder...he was the very definition of the term ‘lapping’ as if he were in the middle of the desert and your juices were his nourishment. He reached up and felt for your hand, intertwining his with yours, as he went back to focusing on your clit. Slow and soft licks and circles of his tongue, changed to firm and deliberate licks and sucks. You squeezed his hand, as the pleasure built, lick by lick inching ever closer to your release. Overwhelmed, was such an understatement to how you felt. Your eyes watered with joy, pleasure, happiness, gratitude, and love...so much love.
Your body shook, as you screamed his name and his praises, as he crossed you over to your release. You knew your husband, he knew how good he was at making you cum, but he loved hearing you screaming out how good he was at taking care of you. His tongue stayed pressed on your clit, stretching out the length of your orgasm, your body rushed with heat, gushed with cum, and filled with uncontrollable emotions. He waited until your body completely relaxed before he pulled his tongue out of you, kissing your opening again, the way he did when he started. He climbed up and laid next to you, yelling out excitedly, “I still got it...still the mother fuckin’ man!” You chuckled as you wiped the tears that puddled on your cheeks. He hadn’t noticed how overwhelmed you had become and when he did, the look on his face was a mix of worry and confusion, he spoke timidly...“or not.” You laughed, “shut up, you have always had it, always been the mutha fuckin’ man...my beautiful amazing husband, who makes me so happy.” You teared up again and turned over on your stomach, hiding your face, embarrassed by the lack of control you had over your feels. He giggled, while he pulled you back to him, “oh, my sweetheart, what’s wrong, baby? Don’t worry, babe...you don’t have to cry, this isn’t the last time I’m going to eat that sweet wet pussy of yours.” “Oh my god, shut up...I can’t stop dammit, you buried your head in his chest,” feeling mortified.
He kissed the top of your head, giggling at how adorable you were, “no really, baby, what’s wrong...you did cum, right? I mean it felt like it, it definitely tasted like it…” “Jimin, stooooop, yes I fucking came, you know I did,” you laughed, looking at his smile filled smirk. “Yeah,” he spoke in full sexy smirk, “...so it was good?” You hated when people fished for compliments, but when he did, your heart warmed...knowing how badly he loved hearing your words. “It was so good...so, so, so good,” you rubbed your nose on his and you kissed him. His hands finding their way to holding your face against his, suddenly overwhelmed by his own emotions, “fuck!” You laughed and teased him when you saw his tears falling, “ahhh, that is Karma baby.” He pulled you into his chest again and you snuggled into his neck.
“It’s pretty incredible, huh?” he stated, knowing you knew what he was thinking. “Yes,” you closed your eyes as you felt his lips on your forehead. “How did we get here? All the things that stood in our way...and yet, here we are, just as in love as that first day. Goddammit, they just keep falling,” he placed his fingers over his eyes, trying to reign in the ‘feels’ attack he was now experiencing. Looking at him, realizing how lucky you were to have him, understanding how many things had to go right in order to get you to the moment you were in...how could you both not be emotional. “I love you so much Jimin,” you smiled as you held your hand softly on his cheek, “thank you for this life that we are sharing, thank you for making me happier than I’ve ever been. I wouldn’t want to live this existence without you, my ride or die.” “Ride or die, baby,” he giggled, returning your fist bump. You smile-pouted, looking at him, seeing that he was still trying to hold back the tears. You understood everything he was feeling...it was still everything, to both of you.
“Ok, enough of this shit,” he proclaimed, “get that perfect ass over here and ride this dick!” You laughed, falling back onto your back, “...ride or die, huh.” “Ride or mother fuckin die, baby!” he shouted, proud of his unintended pun. You laughed as you shimmied down to straddle him, you sat at his waist, and slowly unclasped your bra. He sat up on his elbows, wanting to get a closer look, his tongue glued to his lips. When it was off, you posed for a moment, letting him look you over, fucking you with his unmistakable ‘fucking’ eyes. He smirked and without warning, pulled you into his chest, gripping a handful of your hair. Your bodies, pushed together as close as possible, he held your head still with his grip on your hair. He pushed your head to rest on his, “I never loved anyone, like I love you, and I never will. You can still count on me, no matter what, no matter where, no matter how...you are my everything sweetheart.” He pressed his lips onto yours and your tongues pushed together. Slow, fast, hard, soft...every kiss possible was in that kiss. Your lips only parted when he kissed your neck, you held your arms around him, your hands tucked into his hair. You moaned, as he licked and sucked every one of your spots. You lifted your body up slightly as he reached down and ran the tip of his length along your slit, teasing you first, until he held still so that you could lower onto him.
“Fuck!” he yelled out, causing you to laugh. “Baby, I just barely lowered myself onto you and you’re already at ‘fuck’,” you chuckled as you clenched around him. Catching him between laughing and moaning, he went with the latter as you started to rock against his body. You only lifted up slightly at first, then slowly lowered back onto him, you held onto him with your arms wrapped around his shoulders...his mouth steadily sucking on your breasts. Sweat beads covered his skin and yours, the heat of your bodies filling the space with what felt like steam, you lifted his chin up to kiss him as his hands gripped onto your hips.
You moved back slightly and increased your pace. Moving up and down, taking him in with every movement harder and faster than the last. When his face changed letting you know he was close, you pulled him close again, and whispered, “are you ready?” He stayed stuck for a moment, considering his need to cum versus his need to be inside of you as long as possible, “no, not yet.” You slowed back down, allowing his heightened pleasure to fall back down. He moved his hands up onto your back, pulling you close to him, holding you as you lifted on and off of his cock. “Goddam, you take me so good, no matter what position we’re in,” he growled looking into your eyes and kissing you, sucking on your tongue as you started to bounce faster.
“Oh fuck,” you called out, feeling your own orgasm building. He kept one hand on your back the other on your ass, keeping you steady as you continued to work both of you to release. “Are you close, baby?” he moaned, through an ever increasing breathing rate, his ability to hold off decreasing with each passing moment. “Yes, almost...almost, fuck yes...fuck,” you bounced, squeezing your walls around him. He held on a moment longer, until you were screaming, “Now! Now! Jimin...Oh my god, I’m cumming, fuck!” “Shit, fuck, fuck,” he added to the noises that spilled from your bodies. He held you close to him, his face buried between your breasts, your body relaxing with his dick still inside of you.
The only sounds that you heard were your hearts beating together and your breathing returning back to normal. Time stood still...as it often did when you were with him. Just the two of you. Your favorite place to be...right next to him.
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“Oh my gosh, it looks exactly the same as I remember it,” he held your hand, leading the way, appearing to be floating. “It is just as you described it baby...it’s amazing,” you tried to take mental pictures of everything, wanting to remember every moment. “Isn’t it beautiful, I knew you would love it,” he stopped, where he had planned to stop. The view, indescribable with words, you just grabbed your heart and remembered. He stood behind you, one arm around your shoulder just under your neck, he snuggled into you leaving a series of small sweet kisses on your skin. You held onto his arm, as he held you close to his body, both hands curled around it. He placed his other arm around you and held you against his body. You just stopped and stared out over the water, no words, just the feeling that warmed you every day since you met him...it was simply love. After a while, holding you tight, you heard his soft voice start to sing the words you never tired of, “you can count on me like 1, 2, 3, I’ll be there…”
Tears welled in your eyes, feeling lucky to have such a sweet and sentimental husband...a perfect life partner, exactly the best friend he was no matter how many years passed. “I love you,” you tilted your head to look back at him, noticing he was crying too. He smiled at you, the look in his eyes conveying his adoration and love, “I love you too, beautiful!” You turned around and kissed him, before snuggling into his arms, wanting to feel the warmth of his heart next to yours. “Ready for some dinner?” he asked reluctantly, knowing that you could stay standing there in his arms forever. You lifted your head and nodded, a smile on your lips turned to a kiss on his. “Wait, I have to take a picture to show the girls,” you shifted back into mom mode. He smiled, loving watching you capture the moments to share with your babies. “It’s so beautiful, babe, I can’t get over it,” you were giddy, trying to encapsulate the moment in photos. “Yes, so beautiful, I can’t get over it either,” he cooed, not looking at anything but you. You turned to see him focused on you, “sweet man...are you trying to get in my panties,” you wrapped your arms around him. He held his lip between his teeth, “nope, not trying…” he started, “I will for sure be in those sexy ass panties...that I can’t stop thinking about, we should get dinner to go.”
You laughed and he grabbed your hand to lead you. You held onto his arm as you walked, your hands intertwined, just like your souls.
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“Oh baby, I have such a good feeling,” he led you down a path that felt familiar to him, until he saw it, the shop he walked into all those years ago. You smiled, his excitement pouring over you, you were just as giddy as he was. He took a deep breath before opening the door for you. You could feel how nervous he was, so as you passed in front of him, you stopped and held his head in your hands. You kissed him softly, “baby, all we know is meant to be...he will be here.” He smiled, closing his eyes, letting the feeling of how well you knew him enter his heart once again. You kissed him again and walked in.
He followed closely behind you, his hand on your back, as you walked toward the counter where a woman sat. You looked back at him, his face unable to hide his disappointment, and whispered “meant to be.” “How can I help you?” she asked. “Well actually, you can help my husband,” you started, lifting up your hand to show your ring, “he purchased this beautiful ring here, from a kind man, many years ago.” She looked at you confused. “We were hoping that he would still be here,” Jimin stated, his voice filled with hope. “Oh, yes, yes...you must be talking about my father,” she stated and pointed to a photo on the wall behind her. Jimin stepped closer, “yes, yes...that’s him. I promised him that I would bring my wife back to meet him...is he here?”
“I’m sorry...,” she started. Jimin’s shoulders dropped, defeated, as he prepared for the bad news. “...he doesn’t work at the shop anymore, but I would be happy to take you to him, he lives very close to here.” A rush of relief poured over you, Jimin was practically bouncing with excitement. “Yes, yes, that would be amazing,” he quickly stated. The woman giggled, “ok, just give me one second.” Jimin turned to you, holding his forehead to yours, looking into your eyes, “meant to be.” You smiled and nodded. “Ok, ready,” the woman called out from behind you. Another younger woman came out from the back and sat where the first woman had been sitting. “Yes, thank you so much,” Jimin stated as he grabbed ahold of your hand.
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“Papa,” the woman called out as she walked into the small cozy home. Jimin squeezed your hand and you squeezed it back. You could tell he was nervous, you had talked about the possibility of the man not remembering him, but you both chose to believe in ‘meant to be’ and decided he would. “They are right here,” you heard the woman’s voice as they walked into the room. “This is my father, Leo,” she stated as he walked out from behind her. “Oop,” Leo murmured when he saw Jimin, who had been looking at him hopeful he would remember. “You came back! And this is her...oh yes, just as beautiful as you described, ahh she said yes,” he stated as he pulled your hand up to revisit the ring. Jimin nodded enthusiastically, “yes, she did.” “I can’t believe that you remembered to come back,” Leo said as he shook his head in disbelief. “I can’t believe you remembered me,” Jimin admitted, relieved that the universe was always on your side.
“Oh, of course I remember you. You don’t ever forget the truly in love ones...and you, Mr. Park, were in love,” Leo affirmed. Jimin grabbed his heart, warmed that he remembered his name, “we have four beautiful girls...see this is our oldest, Dasom…” He went into full proud dad mode and you felt like you would pass out from the happiness that filled your heart.
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“I can’t believe it’s already our last day, time just flew by,” you smiled as you returned to what became your favorite spot, the view over the water. “I know, I feel like we just barely got here,” Jimin agreed. “We still have to find something for D,” you stated as you leaned your head back on his chest, his arms wrapped snugly around you. “We will don’t worry,” he assured, knowing how important it was to you to find the perfect gift for each of your girls. He released his hold on you slightly and reached into his pocket, pulling out a small box, and handing it to you. “Jimin, what’s this?” you gushed. “Just something I picked up for you. I had Leo make it,” he stated as if it was no big deal. “Babe,” your face flushed with contentment. “Open it,” he giggled. “Oh my god, baby,” you fought to hold back your tears. “It’s beautiful,” your cheeks started to glisten with the tears that covered them, “our babies.”
You pulled out a beautiful locket necklace, with a picture of the girls on one side, and a picture of the two of you from a few days earlier standing in the exact place where you stood. It perfectly matched the metal of your engagement ring and wedding band. “Look at the back,” he smiled, excited for you to see the short message on the back. Two letters, the only ones that ever mattered between you, ‘us’. “I love you,” you gushed, tears falling as you wrapped your arms around him. “I love you,” he stated, proudly, factually...your life, always meant to be half of those two letters.
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After spending some time packing for the trip back home, Jimin’s sweet voice filled the space, “Yo, play the dance with my wife list.” You giggled when you heard him, then saw him holding his hand out for you to take, “you really are the sweetest husband in the world.” “I try baby,” he pulled you into his arms, holding you tight against him, the way he always did...making you feel safe, comfortable, loved. Your arms were wrapped around his neck and you played with his hair as he snuggled into your neck.
“Thank you for bringing me here, Jimin,” you leaned back slightly to look into his eyes, “this has been the most incredible trip...I love you.” He smiled, running his hand along your arm until he reached your hand, and held onto it. He pulled it from around his neck and spun you around, pulling you into him, then dipping you. You both laughed, enjoying the time...completely in love...complete, together.
He pulled you back into his arms and kissed you, “yesterday, today, and tomorrow...for eternity.” You cupped his cheeks in your hands and kissed him, “yesterday, today, and tomorrow...for eternity.” He lifted you up and you wrapped your legs around his waist as you continued to hold onto his face, kissing him as he walked you to the bed. He sat down with you on the edge of the bed, you straddled his thighs, you stayed lip locked as you both worked each other's clothes off. He unclasped your bra, but before pulling it off, he ran his hands slowly over your back. The palms of his hands, soft against your skin, then he slowly slid each strap off of your arm. Your skin became blanketed with goosebumps and he smiled, before he moved his lips from your mouth, to your chest.
His tongue, warm against your body, steadily tasted your skin as he trailed down to your breasts. Placing sweet pecks on each of them before taking your nipple into his mouth. You rolled your head back, the warmth of his tongue, creating a steady climb of arousal between your legs. You returned your focus back to him, your fingers hovered soft just barely touching his skin. You traced the muscles of his arms, up to his shoulders, and then over them to his back. You felt his shoulder blades and then the distinct feel of his back muscles, until you returned to your spot of comfort and his...the nape of his neck, up to his undercut, then back to his neck.
You held onto him, as he pulled you on top of his chest, laying back onto the bed. You kissed his lips and then drew a path with your fingers slowly down his body. Your lips followed the path, as you kissed down his chest and stomach. Until you were back on his thighs, tugging his pajama bottoms from his waist, then shifting to take them all the way off. You stared at him, placed a kiss on the skin just under his belly button, then with your tongue traced his vline until you were licking the tip of his dick. He took a deep breath, and released a small, soft moan as you began to suck his length. You moved slowly, focused on a slow build to the peak, no rush...the time only about him and showing him how in love you were. You had settled between his legs, but then he reached for you to move to the side of his body so that he could reach you. You stopped sucking him, for a moment to help him push your panties down and off, then you returned back to the slow and steady pace you had been. He ran his hand over the curve of your ass, while still moaning, taking in the pleasure you were giving him. He pulled you a little closer and this time when he ran his hand over your ass, he moved his fingers between your legs, slowly pushing them into your pussy.
You moaned, stopping momentarily to adjust to the feel of his fingers inside of you. He explored your folds, softly rubbing his finger along your clit, focusing his movements just off of your clit. The slow build was the focus for both of you. As your mouth covered and then uncovered his cock, you pushed your tongue against his shaft, as you ran your fingers along the soft skin of his sack. Just barely tracing over it, the softness of your fingers competed with the growing pressure you placed against his length. Your hips began to roll as the pleasure in your core increased. You found yourself grinding on his fingers, as he began to raise his hips to grind into your mouth.
He pulled his fingers from your pussy and pulled you over to his lips. Both of you smiled through the kisses you exchanged, pausing for a moment, foreheads together...lips slightly touching. He guided you onto your back and moved on top of you, pushing his hardness into you, both moaning at the feel of reconnecting. No matter how many times you had sex, him on top of you was always the best. He pushed into you, then out, then back in...keeping a slow pace, wanting it to last as long as possible. Your legs wrapped around him and his mouth wrapped around your breast. Sensually sucking, then licking a circle around your nipple, before he returned back to your lips.
The pleasure steadily building, the electricity between you maximized, the passion floated from your body to his. You held onto his back as you took him deep into you, each time the distinct feel of him reaching your depths sent a flash of heat over your body. You moved to holding your arms above your head, watching the look on his face soften when he looked into your eyes, bringing back the familiar feel of the butterflies fluttering inside of you...the feeling that only he could give. He ran his arms along yours until his hands were intertwined with yours. He whispered in your ear, “you are so beautiful,” as he started to move in and out of you a little faster, both of you feeling the pleasure deep within your bodies, he moved back to kissing your lips then your breasts as you wrapped your arms back around him. Your hands held firm onto his back as he started to thrust a little harder.
You could feel your orgasm start to take flight with Jimin increasing his pace. Your collective moans, where now dancing with the sounds of your breath...panting as he moved faster. “I’m so there, baby,” you moaned, gripping his hair as he pounded into you. “Just a little more, sweetheart,” he grunted, through his thrusting. “Oh my god, Jimin, oh baby,” you moaned, working hard to hold off your release. “Oh yes, shit, yes, oh my baby,” he growled into your ear as he worked the last few pumps into you before directing your release, “cum, baby, cum.” His words gave you the final push over the peak and as your body started to shake and jerk through it, he pushed deep in and held his position as he emptied into you. He moved slightly out and then back in, as he continued to empty into you. You held onto him, holding his body to yours, reveling in the premium pleasure that only a simultaneous orgasm gave.
The music played in the background and you ran your hand through his hair as he laid on top of you, staying in your connected state as long as possible. When he pulled out, he laid down next to you and pulled you onto his chest, under his arm...your favorite place to be. You snuggled into his neck and he kissed the top of your head.
The connection between you, just as strong as ever. The ‘meant to be’ of your relationship, reaffirmed. Your love, already unbreakable, restrengthened, confirming to the universe that it was right.
It was always him + you, forever.
“Daddy, daddy,” Eunae ran into your bedroom calling out for him. His face immediately became blanketed with a huge smile as he bent down to pick her up. “What baby?” he asked, giggling with joy...he never got tired of hearing them call for him. “Dasom said that Uncle Kookie told her that she could play the game with him first, did he daddy?” Eunae was constantly in competition with her older sister, it didn’t matter if it was time with their uncle or extra ice cream after dinner. “Oh, my baby girl,” he couldn’t help but to gush and giggle over her, “you sister was probably just saying she wanted to go first. I promise Uncle Jungkookie will have time for all of you ok.” He kissed her forehead as she pouted, not satisfied with his answer. “Eu-Eu,” you started to reassure her, running your fingers through her cute little ponytail, “...remember that you and Areum will get to spend time together too, don’t worry sweet girl...you are going to have fun, ok baby.” She leaned her head on Jimin’s shoulder continuing to pout, but she smiled when she remembered, “wait, mommy, don’t me and Areum get to share a room?” You nodded, happy she got the subtle hint you were sending her, “Yes, that will be fun, right?” She perked up a bit and said, “ok,” as she wiggled out of Jimin’s arms. As she walked out of your room, sure to tell her older sister of her recalled information, you asked, “will you please tell Dasom that mommy and daddy are calling her?”
She ran to your oldest’s room, practically screaming, “Dasom! Mommy and daddy want to talk to you and you're in trouble and me and Areum are going to be best friends and not you!” You and Jimin looked at each other, giggling listening to your little drama queen. He pointed to you, “she gets that from you...always drama.” Your jaw dropped open, “Jimin...whatever,” you giggled knowing he wasn’t wrong. He picked you up and you wrapped your legs around his waist as he kissed you, “love you!” “Love you too,” you smiled at him.
“Whaaaattt?” Dasom whined when she entered your room. “D,” you raised your eyebrows at her as Jimin placed you down, “why are you messing with her?” “Mom, I’m not, that is what Uncle Kookie told me when we were over last. He said he doesn’t want to play with anyone else because I am the only one who can win,” she pleaded her case. “But Dasom baby,” Jimin started as he sat on your bed and motioned for her to come over to him, “...we’ve talked about this before, remember...you are the oldest. And what do we older siblings have to do?” She put her head down, where she stood between Jimin’s legs, “we have to be kind and let them...get away with everything!” Your heart was almost warmed with her perfect use of sarcasm, you inwardly could not be more proud, outwardly, “D, she doesn’t get away with everything.” “Moooooooooom, seriously? Do we not live in the same house? She gets away with way more than me and Aera and even the baby,” she was beside herself. “Dasom,” Jimin pulled her attention back, “you are the oldest, just like I am the older brother and you have to be kind, but you also have to take care of your younger sisters, and making them feel sad isn’t taking care of them.” “I know, I know, I’m sorry daddy, I’m sorry mom,” she squeezed out through a sliver of space between her teeth.
“Thank you, D,” you praised, she was always being reminded that she was the oldest. Jimin was so good at relating to her and reminding her that being the oldest was a responsibility, but one that was way cool. “Thank you baby...and besides, you know that Uncle Kookie is going to play with you first, so you don’t have to rub it in, ok,” he smiled and patted her back, where his hand had stayed comforting her and understanding her burden. He held his fist out to get a fist bump back from her, their code for their shared identity, “I love you, baby.” “I love you too, daddy,” she kissed his cheek and your heart spilled over with cuteness...especially seeing the happiness that Jimin was swimming in. “Love you, D,” you stated where you were triple checking their bags, “make sure that your overnight bag has all the books you want to take, a week’s worth, ok?” “Ok, mama,” she turned to leave, looking a little taller than when she had walked in.
Jimin, crossed his arms in front of his body, and smiled...you could practically see the rays of sunlight coming from his warmed and proud heart. You smiled and walked over to stand between his legs, “I love you so much...you are so good with her. You are so her favorite,” you teased him, running your fingers through his hair. He chuckled, picking you up and laying you on your back before climbing halfway on top of you, “I love you, sexy.” He kissed you, holding himself hovered over you, “I can’t wait until we are there and I can fuck you as much as I want and as fucking loud as we want...finally!” You burst out laughing, “you are so nasty...and I am going to be so fucking loud.” His eyes hooded, “yeah, how loud? What are you going to scream, baby?” “You wish,” you teased before pushing him back and jumping out of bed to finish what you were working on. “Oh my God, baby...come on,” he whined, “you cannot leave me like that...right after I said that and then you said what you said.” His eyes looked like they rolled back into his head as his tongue ran across his lips.
“Jimin,” you reminded, “...we will be alone for a week, starting tomorrow, but we still have so much to do here.” He pouted, “fine, but you will pay for this.” He stood up and walked over to you, wrapping his arms around you, pulling you back against his hard body, “...and we will be starting on the plane.” He kissed your neck and then walked away to finish packing, leaving you breathless and wet...so, so, wet.
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Jimin had been telling you for years that he wanted to take you to Sweden. He would say, “I told him I would be back,” referring to the shopkeeper that he bought your engagement ring from. You looked down at it around your finger, next to the wedding band he had made to perfectly match it, momentarily transporting back to the inside of the cable car...you closed your eyes, taking in the journey you had been on to get to where the two of you were now, together, married, parents...happy. “Baby, it’s been so long,” you would say softly and worried, “...what if he isn’t there?” He would just shake his head, confident in his feeling, “he is still there...I just know he is.” You let go of the worry, placing your faith in him as you always had.
Jungkook, or Uncle Kookie, as he was mostly referred to in your home now and his now wife, Nabi, were always telling you to leave the girls with them, “...just leave them with us, all 6 of them love each other...they would practically take care of themselves.” You felt lucky that you and Jimin had built a strong bond with them. You adored Nabi, she was kind, funny, and your first female best friend. Your Eunae and their Areum were the same age and so were your youngest and theirs. You always laughed with her about the fact that Jimin and Jungkook were surrounded by girls at all times. “They are always the last to leave rehearsal now, holding off before returning home to ‘girls everywhere’,” she would say. You both laughed.
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“Well it is about damn time,” Jungkook teased the moment he opened the door to let the girls in. “Uncle Kookie!” they all screamed, even the two year old tried, “Kul Kie, Kul Kie!” He laughed, picking her up and hugging the rest of them. You laughed and asked, “where is she?” “Hello Hi Welcome to our home…” Jungkook sarcastically stated, reminding you that he too existed. You laughed, “shut up, hi Jungkook...where is she?” He laughed, “kitchen, with Bada.” “Thank you,” you smiled at him, every now and again you exchanged a glance from the past, momentarily reassessing your lives and the what if’s...but always returning right back to exactly where you were. “Does he need help?” he called out, still holding the baby. “Yes,” you called back, “thank you!”
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“He has been anxious all morning,” Nabi uttered as you walked in and you both laughed. “No wonder, he was so quick to open the door,” you laughed. “Does he even know what you are getting yourselves into?” you asked her, giggling. “No, not even a clue...he hasn’t been with all 6 of them, without us,” she chuckled, a knowing Jungkook look in her eyes. You shook your head and smiled, “thank you so much for doing this for us, Love. I appreciate it so much! We weren’t anticipating going anywhere until my parents were back from their retirement trip, but when they got the time off…” “Girl, you know that I gotchu...besides, you and Jimin watched our girls last break,” she smiled, giving you a hug.
“Just put them right there, I’ll get them all sorted later,” you heard Jungkook direct Jimin. “Baby,” Jimin called out, “is this everything?” You giggled, “what would they do without us?” She looked at you and smiled with a ‘girl you know they would lose their minds’ look on her face and eyes. You both laughed.
“Yes, that’s all...wait, does D have her book bag?” you asked. “I think so,” Jimin guessed. You raised your eyebrows, reminding him...as if that was an answer that you could accept. He giggled, pulling you over into a kiss, “I will go ask her.” “Thank you,” you kissed his cheek. “Dasom, baby, do you have your bag?” Jimin called out as he walked back to her usual spot in the Jeon house. You held your hands out to Jungkook, motioning for him to hand the baby over. “What? Nope, she is all mine, aren’t you, little love,” he giggled and turned away from you, causing her to laugh. “Jungkook, give me my baby!” you teased, laughing. “You don’t want to go with mama, huh, you want to stay with Kul Kie, right?” he stated, laughing, still turning away from you. “Mama, mama, mama,” the baby called out, causing you to laugh, as you held out your arms and she leaned over to go to you. “Oh my goodness,” Jungkook feigned shock and betrayal, “I can’t believe it...little love, how are you gonna do me like that?” You both laughed.
You gave the baby a million kisses, knowing it was going to be hard to be gone from her and her sisters for a week. “Uncle Kookie,” you heard Dasom call out, walking back with Jimin trailing behind her, “...are we still gonna play?” “D-Som, you know it!” Jungkook placed his hand out waiting for her to do the same. When she did, they ran quickly through a game of rock, paper, scissors. “Yes!” Dasom stated excitedly, “I get to choose the first game!” “You always beat me D-Som...are you practicing with your dad again?” he chuckled. She looked at Jimin, who smiled at her as if they were sharing a secret code, which they were.
“Jiminah, are you ready to take my best friend away from me?” Nabi teased, entering carrying their baby. Jimin quickly gave her a hug, through a smile, he adored her just as much as you did, “...remember she was my best friend first.” You all laughed. Jimin fell back behind you and put his arm around your shoulder and Jungkook held his arms out to take the baby from his wife. “Ok, little love, give mama a kiss so we can go play with Bada,” Jungkook chuckled. You kissed her a million more times, before handing her over to Jimin who did the same, until she wiggled wanting to be put down. “Bada, Bada...Da-Eee,” she said adorably. He squeezed her one more time and kissed her then put her down to join her best friend and favorite Uncle.
“Thank you so much for watching all of them, sweetie,” Jimin gave Nabi another hug, “...we got next!” “You guys go and have a great time! It’s not a problem. He has been planning all kinds of stuff for them...so they will be busy,” she chuckled. “Thank you, Love…” you whispered as you hugged her, “call me for anything.” “I know boo,” she squeezed you, “have fun...can’t wait to hear ‘all’ about it.” She giggled, whispering in your ear, knowing you would spill every single dirty detail of your pending fuck fest with Jimin. “Girl, I gotchu!” you stated, as you parted. Both of you giggled. You looked at Jimin, who looked back at you with a sexy smirk, wondering what you were giggling about. You shrugged sarcastically, raising your eyebrows, “what?” He chuckled, grabbing your hand, “ready, baby?” You nodded, an anxious feeling in your stomach, the feeling that filled you every time you left your girls anywhere...no matter how much you trusted the Jeon’s, they were still your whole life.
“Loves!” Jimin called out, “...hugs and kisses!” You heard giggles, running, and then Dasom wrapped around Jimin and the littles wrapped around you. Jimin pulled Dasom slightly away to give her the ‘big sister and oldest girl’ pep talk, while you hugged and kissed Aera and Eunae. “Be good for Auntie and Uncle ok my babies,” you kissed them both and then they ran to Jimin who had been hugging Dasom. “You are such an amazing girl, my D, I’m so proud of you all the time. Thank you for being the best big sister. I love you,” you hugged her, feeling the tears well up behind your eyes. “D, I was thinking that maybe we should have cookies...what do you think?” Nabi looked at you, knowing you needed a moment. You mouthed, ‘thank you’ to her, and she mouthed back, ‘have fun...every. single. detail.’ You both giggled again. Jimin wrapped his arms around you, snuggling into your neck, “ready?” You nodded and leaned over onto his head. He lifted his head slightly, whispering, “I want to fuck you so fucking bad...hope I can wait until we get on the plane.” You laughed, “you are definitely going to wait, dirty.” He let out a loud laugh and held you tight.
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“Ok, baby, no more waiting...here or there?” Jimin smirked, looking over at you, having spared no expense, buying a first-class suite. He pointed at the bed where he sat and then at the chair where you sat. You shook your head, “dealer’s choice.” “Oooh, then I choose here,” he stated, rubbing his hands together, buzzing with excitement. You giggled, taking in the sight of him, the love of your life...still your best friend all these years later, now your husband and the father of your children, you closed your eyes, marking the moment as your new happiest day ever.
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You stood up and started to undress, slowly revealing the new bra and panty set you purchased for the exact moment. “Fuuuuuck!” Jimin growled, mouth open, looking like he would bust his nut right then and there. You smiled, “ummm, you forgetting something, baby...I know it’s been a while since we got to take our time, but you still have to get naked.” He chuckled, pulling him out of his trance, “right, right…” He quickly pulled off his clothes returning back to eye fucking you. You stood in front of him, the light pink satin and lace of your new lingerie the only fabric between you. He sat at the edge of the bed, pulling you closer to him, placing his hands firmly on your ass as he placed one soft peck on your stomach. “You are the most beautiful, sexy, incredible woman in this world,” he stated, proudly.
He looked up at you, closing his eyes as you ran your fingers through his hair, “every day I think that I can’t possibly love you more than I did the day before, but every day, my heart expands a little bit more...somehow holding the impossibility of the amount of love that fills it. I love you so much, baby...thank you for choosing me.” Your eyes teared, he was still the same sweet boy that bumped into you in the school hallway, “I love you too.” You could barely talk, looking into his eyes, feeling every bit of love he held for you. His love still overwhelmed you, his words still gave you butterflies, his smile still warmed you like nothing else could. He smiled when you wiped away the tear that trailed down his cheek. You took a collective deep breath, allowing the love to bounce through your hearts, always meant to be...in this moment, in this life, in this love together.
He shifted back slightly and pulled you onto his lap. You straddled his thighs and smiled, feeling like you could finally speak, “you still get me, my sweet husband...the best daddy in the world, the best friend in the world, the best man in the world...I love you more than I could ever explain to you. You always knew we would be here...I’m so glad you did, baby...this life with you is all I ever wanted. I love you so fucking much, Jimin!” He pushed his hands into your hair and pulled you to his lips, kissing you his way, the only way you ever wanted to be kissed...touching your lips with his, but also touching every part of your body. “Mmmm,” he moaned, every time you kissed, it was as if you were back in your dorm room...back in that night filled with kisses, you were floating. “So, you gonna fuck me or what,” your sarcasm spilled onto him and he laughed with his whole body, falling back onto the bed. You laughed, as you fell over onto him, kissing his chest before finding your way back to his lips. “Why yes, Mrs. Park, I plan on fucking you this entire flight,” he smiled before flipping you over onto your back.
He hovered over you, his eyes darkened as lust filled the space between you. He laid to the side of you, his hand finding its way to just under your neck and then moving slowly down the center of your body. The softness of his skin, passing over the lace and satin, went straight into the throbbing between your legs. He kept his gaze focused on you, your eyes had met millions of times before, but it still sent electricity through your body and his. His fingers trailed over your slit, pushing slightly into the satin that covered it. Your back arched, a moan escaped your mouth, your eyes closed...the anticipation making it hard to breathe normally. He smiled softly at you, “I’m deciding what I want to do first...I keep thinking one of the girls is going to knock.” You both chuckled. “Oh gosh, I know...it’s so weird to be taking our time, but I’m loving it,” you smiled at him as you ran your hand through his hair. “Me too,” the look on his face momentarily soft, just like his voice.
“Ok, except, babe...move it along already, I’m horny as fuck,” you directed. He burst out laughing, “I fucking love you!” “I love you too, take off my panties already, it's time for that tongue of yours to clock in,” you ordered playfully, but completely seriously. Your need for him, the desire, passion, lust...all the same...he would always be the one rocking your boat. He smiled as he giggled, you never failed to make him laugh, and moved in between your legs. Fuck! He is so fucking beautiful, you thought as he playfully pulled your panties off. The sunlight poured into the suite, as if highlighting how blessed you were...you smiled, thanking the universe once more for bringing you together. Once your panties were off, he laid on his stomach, his arm hooked around your thigh, holding you in place. He looked at you looking intently at him and smiled before placing a kiss on your slit. “Mmmm, fuck,” you moaned, remembering that you could say whatever you wanted as loud as you wanted.
He giggled, “baby, I haven’t even gotten inside yet and you are already at fuck!” You laughed, “I mean...that’s still hot as fuck Jimin.” He kissed you again in the same place and laughed when you let out another ‘fuck’. He moved to kissing the inside of the thigh he was holding onto. “Oh wait,” he paused for a moment, lifting his head up and stating into the air, “Yo, play the fuck list.” You laughed, “no you did not.” “Oh yes baby, I did,” he smirked and a moment later a carefully cultivated playlist for the occasion started streaming out of the speakers in the suite. “You sexy mo fo, fuck yes, fucking to music...oh the old days,” you were so excited, you couldn’t even remember the last time you had a fuck list, which is what you called them...pre-kid days. “You think of everything,” you started to wiggle a bit to the beat, “I love that you still surprise me.” Your emotions bubbled back up for a moment, until the first lick on your clit.
“Fuuuuuuuck! BAE-BEEE!” you screamed out, you could practically see the proud smirk on his face. His tongue moved along to the sounds of ‘Slow Motion’. You laughed internally, thinking about his incredible dancing skills, of course...but his musicality, that was actually the highlight of his bedroom skills. The light mood quickly changed to sex, need, lust...your moans notably louder and closer together. Your body responded automatically to his quickened pace, arched back, hands gripping the bedding, weakening legs jerked...and you thought maybe you would run out of your ability to say ‘fuck’. “Baby, fuck, fuck, fuck...yes, yes, fuck Jimin...oh my god baby,” you were climbing steadily and he slowed back down, allowing your body to relax. He was going to take his damn time...and you were there for it.
His tongue moved through your pussy feverently, as if he had never gone down on you before. His moans, while he tasted you, familiar but new. There was no one on Earth who knew every bit of your softness like him, the perfect love of your life...giving you every moment of pleasure he could. His tongue lingered within your folds, sensual movements, sucks that were soft, sucks that were harder...he was the very definition of the term ‘lapping’ as if he were in the middle of the desert and your juices were his nourishment. He reached up and felt for your hand, intertwining his with yours, as he went back to focusing on your clit. Slow and soft licks and circles of his tongue, changed to firm and deliberate licks and sucks. You squeezed his hand, as the pleasure built, lick by lick inching ever closer to your release. Overwhelmed, was such an understatement to how you felt. Your eyes watered with joy, pleasure, happiness, gratitude, and love...so much love.
Your body shook, as you screamed his name and his praises, as he crossed you over to your release. You knew your husband, he knew how good he was at making you cum, but he loved hearing you screaming out how good he was at taking care of you. His tongue stayed pressed on your clit, stretching out the length of your orgasm, your body rushed with heat, gushed with cum, and filled with uncontrollable emotions. He waited until your body completely relaxed before he pulled his tongue out of you, kissing your opening again, the way he did when he started. He climbed up and laid next to you, yelling out excitedly, “I still got it...still the mother fuckin’ man!” You chuckled as you wiped the tears that puddled on your cheeks. He hadn’t noticed how overwhelmed you had become and when he did, the look on his face was a mix of worry and confusion, he spoke timidly...“or not.” You laughed, “shut up, you have always had it, always been the mutha fuckin’ man...my beautiful amazing husband, who makes me so happy.” You teared up again and turned over on your stomach, hiding your face, embarrassed by the lack of control you had over your feels. He giggled, while he pulled you back to him, “oh, my sweetheart, what’s wrong, baby? Don’t worry, babe...you don’t have to cry, this isn’t the last time I’m going to eat that sweet wet pussy of yours.” “Oh my god, shut up...I can’t stop dammit, you buried your head in his chest,” feeling mortified.
He kissed the top of your head, giggling at how adorable you were, “no really, baby, what’s wrong...you did cum, right? I mean it felt like it, it definitely tasted like it…” “Jimin, stooooop, yes I fucking came, you know I did,” you laughed, looking at his smile filled smirk. “Yeah,” he spoke in full sexy smirk, “...so it was good?” You hated when people fished for compliments, but when he did, your heart warmed...knowing how badly he loved hearing your words. “It was so good...so, so, so good,” you rubbed your nose on his and you kissed him. His hands finding their way to holding your face against his, suddenly overwhelmed by his own emotions, “fuck!” You laughed and teased him when you saw his tears falling, “ahhh, that is Karma baby.” He pulled you into his chest again and you snuggled into his neck.
“It’s pretty incredible, huh?” he stated, knowing you knew what he was thinking. “Yes,” you closed your eyes as you felt his lips on your forehead. “How did we get here? All the things that stood in our way...and yet, here we are, just as in love as that first day. Goddammit, they just keep falling,” he placed his fingers over his eyes, trying to reign in the ‘feels’ attack he was now experiencing. Looking at him, realizing how lucky you were to have him, understanding how many things had to go right in order to get you to the moment you were in...how could you both not be emotional. “I love you so much Jimin,” you smiled as you held your hand softly on his cheek, “thank you for this life that we are sharing, thank you for making me happier than I’ve ever been. I wouldn’t want to live this existence without you, my ride or die.” “Ride or die, baby,” he giggled, returning your fist bump. You smile-pouted, looking at him, seeing that he was still trying to hold back the tears. You understood everything he was feeling...it was still everything, to both of you.
“Ok, enough of this shit,” he proclaimed, “get that perfect ass over here and ride this dick!” You laughed, falling back onto your back, “...ride or die, huh.” “Ride or mother fuckin die, baby!” he shouted, proud of his unintended pun. You laughed as you shimmied down to straddle him, you sat at his waist, and slowly unclasped your bra. He sat up on his elbows, wanting to get a closer look, his tongue glued to his lips. When it was off, you posed for a moment, letting him look you over, fucking you with his unmistakable ‘fucking’ eyes. He smirked and without warning, pulled you into his chest, gripping a handful of your hair. Your bodies, pushed together as close as possible, he held your head still with his grip on your hair. He pushed your head to rest on his, “I never loved anyone, like I love you, and I never will. You can still count on me, no matter what, no matter where, no matter how...you are my everything sweetheart.” He pressed his lips onto yours and your tongues pushed together. Slow, fast, hard, soft...every kiss possible was in that kiss. Your lips only parted when he kissed your neck, you held your arms around him, your hands tucked into his hair. You moaned, as he licked and sucked every one of your spots. You lifted your body up slightly as he reached down and ran the tip of his length along your slit, teasing you first, until he held still so that you could lower onto him.
“Fuck!” he yelled out, causing you to laugh. “Baby, I just barely lowered myself onto you and you’re already at ‘fuck’,” you chuckled as you clenched around him. Catching him between laughing and moaning, he went with the latter as you started to rock against his body. You only lifted up slightly at first, then slowly lowered back onto him, you held onto him with your arms wrapped around his shoulders...his mouth steadily sucking on your breasts. Sweat beads covered his skin and yours, the heat of your bodies filling the space with what felt like steam, you lifted his chin up to kiss him as his hands gripped onto your hips.
You moved back slightly and increased your pace. Moving up and down, taking him in with every movement harder and faster than the last. When his face changed letting you know he was close, you pulled him close again, and whispered, “are you ready?” He stayed stuck for a moment, considering his need to cum versus his need to be inside of you as long as possible, “no, not yet.” You slowed back down, allowing his heightened pleasure to fall back down. He moved his hands up onto your back, pulling you close to him, holding you as you lifted on and off of his cock. “Goddam, you take me so good, no matter what position we’re in,” he growled looking into your eyes and kissing you, sucking on your tongue as you started to bounce faster.
“Oh fuck,” you called out, feeling your own orgasm building. He kept one hand on your back the other on your ass, keeping you steady as you continued to work both of you to release. “Are you close, baby?” he moaned, through an ever increasing breathing rate, his ability to hold off decreasing with each passing moment. “Yes, almost...almost, fuck yes...fuck,” you bounced, squeezing your walls around him. He held on a moment longer, until you were screaming, “Now! Now! Jimin...Oh my god, I’m cumming, fuck!” “Shit, fuck, fuck,” he added to the noises that spilled from your bodies. He held you close to him, his face buried between your breasts, your body relaxing with his dick still inside of you.
The only sounds that you heard were your hearts beating together and your breathing returning back to normal. Time stood still...as it often did when you were with him. Just the two of you. Your favorite place to be...right next to him.
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“Oh my gosh, it looks exactly the same as I remember it,” he held your hand, leading the way, appearing to be floating. “It is just as you described it baby...it’s amazing,” you tried to take mental pictures of everything, wanting to remember every moment. “Isn’t it beautiful, I knew you would love it,” he stopped, where he had planned to stop. The view, indescribable with words, you just grabbed your heart and remembered. He stood behind you, one arm around your shoulder just under your neck, he snuggled into you leaving a series of small sweet kisses on your skin. You held onto his arm, as he held you close to his body, both hands curled around it. He placed his other arm around you and held you against his body. You just stopped and stared out over the water, no words, just the feeling that warmed you every day since you met him...it was simply love. After a while, holding you tight, you heard his soft voice start to sing the words you never tired of, “you can count on me like 1, 2, 3, I’ll be there…”
Tears welled in your eyes, feeling lucky to have such a sweet and sentimental husband...a perfect life partner, exactly the best friend he was no matter how many years passed. “I love you,” you tilted your head to look back at him, noticing he was crying too. He smiled at you, the look in his eyes conveying his adoration and love, “I love you too, beautiful!” You turned around and kissed him, before snuggling into his arms, wanting to feel the warmth of his heart next to yours. “Ready for some dinner?” he asked reluctantly, knowing that you could stay standing there in his arms forever. You lifted your head and nodded, a smile on your lips turned to a kiss on his. “Wait, I have to take a picture to show the girls,” you shifted back into mom mode. He smiled, loving watching you capture the moments to share with your babies. “It’s so beautiful, babe, I can’t get over it,” you were giddy, trying to encapsulate the moment in photos. “Yes, so beautiful, I can’t get over it either,” he cooed, not looking at anything but you. You turned to see him focused on you, “sweet man...are you trying to get in my panties,” you wrapped your arms around him. He held his lip between his teeth, “nope, not trying…” he started, “I will for sure be in those sexy ass panties...that I can’t stop thinking about, we should get dinner to go.”
You laughed and he grabbed your hand to lead you. You held onto his arm as you walked, your hands intertwined, just like your souls.
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“Oh baby, I have such a good feeling,” he led you down a path that felt familiar to him, until he saw it, the shop he walked into all those years ago. You smiled, his excitement pouring over you, you were just as giddy as he was. He took a deep breath before opening the door for you. You could feel how nervous he was, so as you passed in front of him, you stopped and held his head in your hands. You kissed him softly, “baby, all we know is meant to be...he will be here.” He smiled, closing his eyes, letting the feeling of how well you knew him enter his heart once again. You kissed him again and walked in.
He followed closely behind you, his hand on your back, as you walked toward the counter where a woman sat. You looked back at him, his face unable to hide his disappointment, and whispered “meant to be.” “How can I help you?” she asked. “Well actually, you can help my husband,” you started, lifting up your hand to show your ring, “he purchased this beautiful ring here, from a kind man, many years ago.” She looked at you confused. “We were hoping that he would still be here,” Jimin stated, his voice filled with hope. “Oh, yes, yes...you must be talking about my father,” she stated and pointed to a photo on the wall behind her. Jimin stepped closer, “yes, yes...that’s him. I promised him that I would bring my wife back to meet him...is he here?”
“I’m sorry...,” she started. Jimin’s shoulders dropped, defeated, as he prepared for the bad news. “...he doesn’t work at the shop anymore, but I would be happy to take you to him, he lives very close to here.” A rush of relief poured over you, Jimin was practically bouncing with excitement. “Yes, yes, that would be amazing,” he quickly stated. The woman giggled, “ok, just give me one second.” Jimin turned to you, holding his forehead to yours, looking into your eyes, “meant to be.” You smiled and nodded. “Ok, ready,” the woman called out from behind you. Another younger woman came out from the back and sat where the first woman had been sitting. “Yes, thank you so much,” Jimin stated as he grabbed ahold of your hand.
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“Papa,” the woman called out as she walked into the small cozy home. Jimin squeezed your hand and you squeezed it back. You could tell he was nervous, you had talked about the possibility of the man not remembering him, but you both chose to believe in ‘meant to be’ and decided he would. “They are right here,” you heard the woman’s voice as they walked into the room. “This is my father, Leo,” she stated as he walked out from behind her. “Oop,” Leo murmured when he saw Jimin, who had been looking at him hopeful he would remember. “You came back! And this is her...oh yes, just as beautiful as you described, ahh she said yes,” he stated as he pulled your hand up to revisit the ring. Jimin nodded enthusiastically, “yes, she did.” “I can’t believe that you remembered to come back,” Leo said as he shook his head in disbelief. “I can’t believe you remembered me,” Jimin admitted, relieved that the universe was always on your side.
“Oh, of course I remember you. You don’t ever forget the truly in love ones...and you, Mr. Park, were in love,” Leo affirmed. Jimin grabbed his heart, warmed that he remembered his name, “we have four beautiful girls...see this is our oldest, Dasom…” He went into full proud dad mode and you felt like you would pass out from the happiness that filled your heart.
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“I can’t believe it’s already our last day, time just flew by,” you smiled as you returned to what became your favorite spot, the view over the water. “I know, I feel like we just barely got here,” Jimin agreed. “We still have to find something for D,” you stated as you leaned your head back on his chest, his arms wrapped snugly around you. “We will don’t worry,” he assured, knowing how important it was to you to find the perfect gift for each of your girls. He released his hold on you slightly and reached into his pocket, pulling out a small box, and handing it to you. “Jimin, what’s this?” you gushed. “Just something I picked up for you. I had Leo make it,” he stated as if it was no big deal. “Babe,” your face flushed with contentment. “Open it,” he giggled. “Oh my god, baby,” you fought to hold back your tears. “It’s beautiful,” your cheeks started to glisten with the tears that covered them, “our babies.”
You pulled out a beautiful locket necklace, with a picture of the girls on one side, and a picture of the two of you from a few days earlier standing in the exact place where you stood. It perfectly matched the metal of your engagement ring and wedding band. “Look at the back,” he smiled, excited for you to see the short message on the back. Two letters, the only ones that ever mattered between you, ‘us’. “I love you,” you gushed, tears falling as you wrapped your arms around him. “I love you,” he stated, proudly, factually...your life, always meant to be half of those two letters.
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After spending some time packing for the trip back home, Jimin’s sweet voice filled the space, “Yo, play the dance with my wife list.” You giggled when you heard him, then saw him holding his hand out for you to take, “you really are the sweetest husband in the world.” “I try baby,” he pulled you into his arms, holding you tight against him, the way he always did...making you feel safe, comfortable, loved. Your arms were wrapped around his neck and you played with his hair as he snuggled into your neck.
“Thank you for bringing me here, Jimin,” you leaned back slightly to look into his eyes, “this has been the most incredible trip...I love you.” He smiled, running his hand along your arm until he reached your hand, and held onto it. He pulled it from around his neck and spun you around, pulling you into him, then dipping you. You both laughed, enjoying the time...completely in love...complete, together.
He pulled you back into his arms and kissed you, “yesterday, today, and tomorrow...for eternity.” You cupped his cheeks in your hands and kissed him, “yesterday, today, and tomorrow...for eternity.” He lifted you up and you wrapped your legs around his waist as you continued to hold onto his face, kissing him as he walked you to the bed. He sat down with you on the edge of the bed, you straddled his thighs, you stayed lip locked as you both worked each other's clothes off. He unclasped your bra, but before pulling it off, he ran his hands slowly over your back. The palms of his hands, soft against your skin, then he slowly slid each strap off of your arm. Your skin became blanketed with goosebumps and he smiled, before he moved his lips from your mouth, to your chest.
His tongue, warm against your body, steadily tasted your skin as he trailed down to your breasts. Placing sweet pecks on each of them before taking your nipple into his mouth. You rolled your head back, the warmth of his tongue, creating a steady climb of arousal between your legs. You returned your focus back to him, your fingers hovered soft just barely touching his skin. You traced the muscles of his arms, up to his shoulders, and then over them to his back. You felt his shoulder blades and then the distinct feel of his back muscles, until you returned to your spot of comfort and his...the nape of his neck, up to his undercut, then back to his neck.
You held onto him, as he pulled you on top of his chest, laying back onto the bed. You kissed his lips and then drew a path with your fingers slowly down his body. Your lips followed the path, as you kissed down his chest and stomach. Until you were back on his thighs, tugging his pajama bottoms from his waist, then shifting to take them all the way off. You stared at him, placed a kiss on the skin just under his belly button, then with your tongue traced his vline until you were licking the tip of his dick. He took a deep breath, and released a small, soft moan as you began to suck his length. You moved slowly, focused on a slow build to the peak, no rush...the time only about him and showing him how in love you were. You had settled between his legs, but then he reached for you to move to the side of his body so that he could reach you. You stopped sucking him, for a moment to help him push your panties down and off, then you returned back to the slow and steady pace you had been. He ran his hand over the curve of your ass, while still moaning, taking in the pleasure you were giving him. He pulled you a little closer and this time when he ran his hand over your ass, he moved his fingers between your legs, slowly pushing them into your pussy.
You moaned, stopping momentarily to adjust to the feel of his fingers inside of you. He explored your folds, softly rubbing his finger along your clit, focusing his movements just off of your clit. The slow build was the focus for both of you. As your mouth covered and then uncovered his cock, you pushed your tongue against his shaft, as you ran your fingers along the soft skin of his sack. Just barely tracing over it, the softness of your fingers competed with the growing pressure you placed against his length. Your hips began to roll as the pleasure in your core increased. You found yourself grinding on his fingers, as he began to raise his hips to grind into your mouth.
He pulled his fingers from your pussy and pulled you over to his lips. Both of you smiled through the kisses you exchanged, pausing for a moment, foreheads together...lips slightly touching. He guided you onto your back and moved on top of you, pushing his hardness into you, both moaning at the feel of reconnecting. No matter how many times you had sex, him on top of you was always the best. He pushed into you, then out, then back in...keeping a slow pace, wanting it to last as long as possible. Your legs wrapped around him and his mouth wrapped around your breast. Sensually sucking, then licking a circle around your nipple, before he returned back to your lips.
The pleasure steadily building, the electricity between you maximized, the passion floated from your body to his. You held onto his back as you took him deep into you, each time the distinct feel of him reaching your depths sent a flash of heat over your body. You moved to holding your arms above your head, watching the look on his face soften when he looked into your eyes, bringing back the familiar feel of the butterflies fluttering inside of you...the feeling that only he could give. He ran his arms along yours until his hands were intertwined with yours. He whispered in your ear, “you are so beautiful,” as he started to move in and out of you a little faster, both of you feeling the pleasure deep within your bodies, he moved back to kissing your lips then your breasts as you wrapped your arms back around him. Your hands held firm onto his back as he started to thrust a little harder.
You could feel your orgasm start to take flight with Jimin increasing his pace. Your collective moans, where now dancing with the sounds of your breath...panting as he moved faster. “I’m so there, baby,” you moaned, gripping his hair as he pounded into you. “Just a little more, sweetheart,” he grunted, through his thrusting. “Oh my god, Jimin, oh baby,” you moaned, working hard to hold off your release. “Oh yes, shit, yes, oh my baby,” he growled into your ear as he worked the last few pumps into you before directing your release, “cum, baby, cum.” His words gave you the final push over the peak and as your body started to shake and jerk through it, he pushed deep in and held his position as he emptied into you. He moved slightly out and then back in, as he continued to empty into you. You held onto him, holding his body to yours, reveling in the premium pleasure that only a simultaneous orgasm gave.
The music played in the background and you ran your hand through his hair as he laid on top of you, staying in your connected state as long as possible. When he pulled out, he laid down next to you and pulled you onto his chest, under his arm...your favorite place to be. You snuggled into his neck and he kissed the top of your head.
The connection between you, just as strong as ever. The ‘meant to be’ of your relationship, reaffirmed. Your love, already unbreakable, restrengthened, confirming to the universe that it was right.
It was always him + you, forever.
