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yoongi in ‘fila on the street’ campaign 

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WTS: Newark 7/30 Run Seokjin EP Tour Soundcheck Floor tickets (similar view to the above)

Willing to do $500 for them (bought them for $600).

Unable to attend (since I blew all my money in Dallas [those are my Dallas pictures above])

Please DM if interested!!

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together in every universe  ♡

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Mmh

Could be a threesome with Jin and Hobi?

I FORGOT TO POST THIS YESTERDAY I FELL ASLEEP LMAO

All you’ve wanted for the last few days has been to relax. By yourself. You finally have a few minutes to yourself, in your own bed. Your boyfriend Hobi is making dinner in the kitchen with his friend Jin. Jin. God, fucking Kim Seokjin. He’s been unusually touchy today and you can’t for the life of you figure out what has gotten into him, but it certainly isn’t helping the constant swirling in your abdomen the last few days.

Jin’s fucking attractive, okay? Especially since he’s been letting his hair grow out. You asked Hobi not long ago if he would be ever interested in having a threesome, and he said sure,  but when you told him you wanted Jin as a third, he just laughed and said “I can try, doubt it though.”

Men are useless sometimes.

You were hoping maybe he’d agree before the rest of their friends return from their military service at the end of the month and your house becomes the usual hangout again. You shrug, if you can’t get what you want, you’ll just have to do it yourself. All you need is five minutes… maybe ten. And with both of them busy, you finally have a chance.

You root through your bedside table drawer searching for your favorite toy. There it is! You take a deep breath and relax back against the pillows, pressing the power button and feeling the vibrator whir to life in your hand. You immediately slide it down your body under the waistband of your shorts and panties, feeling it touch you directly as you purr in delight. You tease yourself for a little bit before finally slipping the toy inside your entrance, relishing in the feeling as you push your shirt and bra up with your free hand and fondle your breast roughly. God it feels so good. It shouldn’t take you long at all at this rate. 

.

“How much longer?” Jin asks from where he checks his phone across the counter.

“I dunno, maybe like five minutes?” Hoseok responds, stirring the food in the pan again. “Not much longer.”

Jin puts his phone back down and sighs. Feeling a bit awkward, but knowing each other so well, Hoseok immediately catches on. “What’s wrong?” He turns to face the older boy. 

“Nothing just… can’t stop thinking about what you asked earlier.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean…” Jin sighs again. “Did Y/N really ask to have a threesome? With me?”

Hoseok snorts. “Hyung, I wouldn't lie to you about something like that.”

“But why me? Why now?”

The younger boy shrugs. “You’d have to ask her. Maybe because she knows the house is going to be busy when the others come home from service?”

“But why me?” Jin repeats. 

“Don’t know.” Hoseok takes the pan off the hot burner and places it on a cool one. “She thinks you’re attractive and knows you think she is too, so why not?”

Jin narrows his eyes in suspicion. “She wouldn’t know unless you told her.” 

“It’s not like you’re inconspicuous about it.” Hoseok throws his hands up in defense when he sees Jin’s stare. “I’m just saying, it’s kind of obvious sometimes. Is that why you’ve been all over her today?”

“I haven’t been all over her.” Jin scoffs. “I do have respect for your relationship, you know.”

Hoseok just rolls his eyes. “I’m just saying hyung, she’s giving you a in, and it won’t be around for much longer, so do with that information what you will.”

“And you’re okay with it?”

“I’m happy when she’s happy.”

“That’s such a bullshit answer.”

“If she wants it, it’s fine with me.” Hoseok assures him with a smile. “Not like I haven’t seen your dick before.”

Jin sighs again, raking his hand through his hair. “I’ll think about it…”

“Whatever you want, hyung.” Hoseok turns away and opens a cabinet to pull out some plates. “Now, can you go tell her that dinner is ready please?”

Jin nods as he stands up. “Where’d she go?”

“I think she went to our room to get something.”

Jin heads out of the kitchen and into the living room, turning down the hallway and walking all the way to the end where your bedroom sits, surprised to see the door is closed. Maybe you went to take a nap? He knocks lightly, but when he doesn’t hear a response he cracks the door open and peeks his head inside. 

The room is dim, with only a string of lights above your bed turned on, but that doesn’t stop him from seeing exactly what you’re doing. He hears your heavy breathing, hears the faint buzzing noise; he sees your hands, one down your pants, one gripping your breast, he sees your eyes closed, your head thrown back, chest heaving as your pleasure yourself. He smells the faint smell of sweat and the sweet smell of you in the air. Holy shit. He can’t tear his eyes away from you. He knows he shouldn’t be watching but god you’re so hot like this. He takes one last look before forcing himself to close his eyes, backing away and quietly shutting the door.

Damn. Jin adjusts his suddenly hardening length in his pants. Should he let you finish? No, he doesn’t know how long that could take, and Hoseok might get suspicious. Jin pauses a moment to calm himself down before knocking loudly and purposely on the door again.

“Y/N-ah?”

“Shit.” He hears you curse, your hushed panic on the other side of the door before you respond. “Y-yeah?”

“Dinner’s ready.”

“O-okay! I’ll be out… in a second.” 

He hears your heaving breathing and has to choke back a whimper as he walks up the hallway, trying to relax before crossing the living room back into the kitchen. “She said she’ll be out in a second.” Jin states as he joins Hoseok at the table.

“Why is your face so red, did you run back and forth?” Hoseok jokes.

“Hm? Oh, uh no, just got a little hot is all.” Jin states, taking off his sweatshirt for effect. It’s not a lie. He can feel his cheeks burning as the image of you plays over and over in his head. 

Hoseok’s eyes go wide at this. “Hyung, your neck is really red. Do you need some ice?”

Jin shakes his head as you walk into the room. “I’ll be fine.”

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You’re so close. So very close to your high. It feels amazing, you want nothing else at this moment. Nothing else except-

Knock knock. “Y/N-ah?” It’s Jin.

“Shit.” Your eyes open wide, quickly moving to silence the buzzing of your vibrator before responding. “Y-Yeah?” Your response is breathy. 

“Dinner’s ready.”

Damnit. “O-okay! I’ll be out… in a second.” You can hear him walk away and flop back down against the pillows. Fuck… Well. You’ll just have to finish this later.

You sigh, tucking the toy back into your nightstand and slamming the drawer shut in frustration. God you hope Jin didn’t hear you. You check yourself in the mirror, putting all of your clothes back into place before you walk out of the room and down the hall into the kitchen.

“Mm smells delicious.” You state, placing a kiss on Hoseok’s cheek as you walk past him to take your seat between him and Jin. When you sit you smile at Jin only to notice just how red his face is. “Jin, are you alright? You’re really red.”

“So are you, baby.” Hoseok states, looking over you with worry and reaching out to place his hand over yours, feeling how hot your skin is. “Are you alright?”

“Hm?” You reach a hand up to feel your cheeks are still flushed from your activities. 

“Do you want me to turn the air up? Is it too hot in here?”

You shake your head to reassure him. “No, I’ll be fine in a minute. Not sure what this is.”

The three of you eat in relative silence, which is strange because usually Jin won’t stop talking. You chance a few glances in his direction, but every time your eyes meet he quickly looks away, blushing.

After dinner and dishes, the three of you retire to the living room to watch a movie. You curl up against Hoseok’s side where you sit between him and Jin, who is seated as close to the arm of the couch as he possibly can be. His body language is screaming that he doesn't want to be close to you, but for the life of you, you can’t figure out why. He wasn’t like this before dinner. About halfway through the movie, Jin gets up to use the bathroom and you pause it for him before laying yourself across Hoseok’s lap, still feeling  a bit of your arousal from your unfinished business from earlier. 

“Hi gorgeous.” Hoseok coos in your ear as you stretch across him. 

“Hi baby~” You smile as his whispers turn into soft kisses behind your ear and down your neck. You sigh softly at the feeling of his lips on you, but when he wraps his arms around your waist to pull you closer, you know these kisses have a purpose. “Hobi,” you warn. “Jin’s still here.”

“So?” Hoseok’s hands slip under your shirt and begin to wander along your abdomen. He tugs on your earlobe with his teeth and your eyes squeeze shut as it takes everything in you not to give in to him. 

“So, I’m pretty sure Jin doesn’t want to watch you fuck me on the couch.”

“Well, maybe not just watch.”

You shoot up in surprise for the second time tonight at the sound of Jin’s voice to see him sitting back down in his seat on the couch. “Jin!” You try to push Hoseok off, but he’s insistent. “I didn’t hear you come back. Sorry, Hobi was just stopping.” Hoseok’s lips leave your neck, but he stays close enough that you can feel his breath on the wet spots he made, and it sends a shiver of desire down your spine.

“No, I wasn’t.” Hoseok smirks, placing a hot kiss against your pulse point. “Didn’t you hear what he said?” 

You stop fighting Hoseok to look up at Jin, puzzled. “No, I didn’t.”

“He said ‘maybe not just watch’.”

“Wait, really? Hobi asked you?” The room goes quiet as you wait for Jin’s answer; as if everything around you is made of glass, and if any of you move the wrong way, the moment will shatter around you. 

Jin’s face flushes bright red. “Yeah, he did and, w-well… I mean.” He glances up at you from beneath his long lashes. “If it’s okay, I think we could t-try.”

You’ve never seen Jin this shy before, usually he’s a little cocky, but this side of him is so soft. You climb back into your seat, sitting on your knees in between the two of them, facing Jin. “Are you sure? Tonight?”

He nods, finally meeting your gaze, a little steadier with his decision. “Yeah. I’m sure.”

You squeal with delight as you throw your arms around his neck, surprising Jin as you hug him tightly. “I’m so excited!” You exclaim as you sit back on your knees. “Can I- Is it okay if I kiss you? Hobi, is that okay?”

“Fine with me.” Your boyfriend chimes in from behind you. 

Jin rubs his neck, a tell-tale sign that he’s nervous before he nods. “S-sure.”

“Don’t worry.” You offer him a sweet smile. “We’ll go slow, yeah?”

He lets out a breath, relaxing a little. “Okay.”

You reach a hand out and cup Jin’s cheek before leaning closer to him, feeling his eyes on you which makes you laugh. “Close your eyes, don’t make it weird.” You giggle. 

“Oh, right. Sorry it’s been a while.”

He closes his eyes and waits for you. You rub your thumb across his smooth skin, studying his features up close for just a moment before you focus on his lips, his beautiful plump lips. You silently thank Hoseok for being the best boyfriend before closing the gap and pressing your lips against Jin’s. He’s stiff at first, and you chuckle, smiling against his mouth. You slide your hand down to his neck as you repeat the motion and feel him relax this time, responding to the brush of your lips this time with his own. His lips are luxurious. You thought Hoseok’s lips were pillows, Jin’s are deluxe. You can’t help it when you tilt your head, wanting to deepen the kiss, but Jin allows you, following your lead.

All the thoughts float from your mind as you gently push Jin back against the arm of the couch, leaning over him and straddling one of his legs. You feel his hands slide up to your waist as his lips part, his tongue snaking out and asking for access to your mouth. A small moan escapes you as you let him in, feeling his tongue press against yours, the taste of wine still present from dinner.

Jin’s hands squeeze your waist, a few of his fingers slipping under the fabric of your shirt and rubbing your bare skin. You’re so lost in the feeling of Jin’s hands and mouth against you that the feeling of Hoseok’s hands on your ass makes you jump. You break the kiss with Jin and look over your shoulder at your boyfriend, his hands rubbing your ass over your shorts. 

“Your ass looks so damn good in these shorts.” He groans. “But I didn’t realize how hot it would be to watch you make out with Jin hyung.” To emphasize his statement, Hoseok presses his hips against you, and sure enough through his shorts you can feel the beginnings of his erection. 

You sit up on your knees, turning your head to capture Hoseok’s lips this time. He responds quickly, hungrily, his hands sliding around to your front and slipping under your shirt, tracing over your stomach before moving up and giving your breasts a squeeze as you gasp into his mouth. Jin sits up, his hands grabbing your waist as he rubs his thumbs over your hips, mesmerized by your reactions to Hoseok’s touches, memorizing every brush of skin that has you keening. 

Hoseok’s mouth moves down to your neck as he grabs your shirt, yanking it off over your head and tossing it onto the floor. It takes no time after that for him to unclasp your bra, pushing it off your shoulders so that it falls into Jin’s lap. Hoseok grabs Jin’s hands from where they rest on your waist and drags them up your body, placing them on top of your breasts before his own hands slide back down your stomach. 

Jin squeezes you gently, making you whimper for more. His hands grab you roughly a few times before he rubs his thumbs over your nipples, finding out how sensitive they are as you practically melt in his hands, his head dipping down to press kisses along your abdomen as he does. Hoseok’s mouth is working the expanse of your neck and shoulder, distracting you while his fingers pop open the button of your shorts and then slide the zipper down. He wastes no time slipping a hand under the fabric of your underwear and dipping his fingers into your already soaked folds.

“Hobi~” You breathe out his name as he circles your clit with experience. He knows exactly what to do to get you riled up for Jin, and he’s pulling out all the stops tonight.

Jin sits back to see what Hoseok did to get you to make that noise, and is shocked to see his friend's hand already in your pants. This causes him to get up on his knees with the two of you, pinching your nipples repeatedly as he reconnects his lips to yours. You feel Hoseok use his free hand to take off his shirt behind you, and then wrap that arm around your waist, pressing the warmth of his skin against your back and his hard length against your ass as his shirt dangles from his preoccupied forearm.

You quickly tug at the hem of Jin’s shirt, silently begging him to take it off. He smirks against your mouth before removing the fabric from his body, pulling it past your lips as he tosses it to the floor. You quickly pull him against you, wrapping your arms around his neck, as you press your breasts against his chest, his tongue slipping back into your mouth. One of Jin’s hands slides down with Hoseok’s into your shorts, but he moves farther, his long fingers finding your entrance quickly and tracing merciless circles around it before he finally plunges two of them deep inside of you. 

“Oh fuck~” You whine, burying your face in Jin’s neck. 

“Oh my god you’re wet.” Jin mumbles in amazement, making Hoseok chuckle.

“Told you hyung.” Hoseok finally rubs the pad of his middle finger across your clit and your legs shake from the pleasure as you moan into Jin’s skin. ”Isn’t she tight?”

Jin pumps his fingers inside you a few times as you hold him closer. “Incredibly.”

Hoseok pulls his hand away and you whine in protest, moving to look back at him, but he quickly shushes you. “Let’s move to the bed baby, it’ll be more comfortable for you.”

You nod, allowing Jin to also remove his hand before grabbing it and slipping his fingers into your mouth, cleaning your juices off of him as he watches, awestruck. 

“Goddamn.” Is all he says as he watches you stand up. You take his hand and tug him along with you, leading both boys back to the bedroom where you quickly climb onto the bed to wait.

Hoseok sheds his shorts, leaving him in just his boxers before gesturing for Jin to do the same. Jin obeys, sliding out of his jeans before joining you on the bed, watching as Hoseok digs through his nightstand for a few things, giving you a chance to look down at Jin’s lap, seeing how hard he is in his boxers, his length straining against the thin fabric, much like Hoseok’s is. Jin looks thick and your body shivers as you think of what he’ll feel like inside you. 

When Hoseok finds what he wants, he jumps on the bed with you both before pushing you onto all fours. He grabs your shorts and tugs them down, depositing them onto the floor before giving your ass a nice smack.

“Hyung, will you do the honors?” Hoseok plays with the waistband of your only remaining garment. “Or would you rather stare at her ass all day.” He jokes when he sees where Jin’s gaze is focused. 

Jin’s hands move slowly, but purposefully, grabbing the waistband of your underwear and tugging them down over your ass inch by inch, groaning when they reveal your dripping wet center. He pulls them off the rest of the way, his eyes never leaving you.

“Isn’t she pretty?” Hoseok puts a hand on each cheek and spreads them apart, showing you off to his friend as you arch your back for them. 

“So pretty…” Jin breathes.

“Hobi…” You whimper, feeling a little two exposed as both of these boys stare at your most intimate parts. 

Hoseok moves back towards your head, cupping your chin so that you’re looking up at him. “Are you okay with Jin hyung feeling how tight your sweet pussy is baby?” He asks softly, a vast difference from how dirty his words are. You can only nod, your core throbbing at the thought. “Good girl. Hyung lay down.” Jin obeys quickly, laying down on the bed next to you as Hoseok moves behind you, whispering in your ear. “Go ahead and ride him, baby.” He punctuates his sentence with a quick kiss on your cheek, watching as you move towards Jin, grabbing the elder boy’s waistband, much like he did to you moments ago, before tugging the fabric down his legs, watching his cock finally spring free against his abdomen. 

The sight of it has your mouth watering as Jin’s face and chest flush a bright pink color. You quickly move to straddle his waist, leaning down to press a sweet kiss against his lips before sitting back up and taking hold of his length and lining it up with your entrance. You look down at him one more time and he nods, watching you closely as you sink down onto him. 

A moan escapes your lips as Jin slips inside you, guided by your wetness. You shut your eyes as you sink down farther, your face and body rapidly growing hot from the feeling of him inside you as Hoseok whispers words of encouragement from behind you, also enraptured by the sight of Jin’s cock disappearing deep inside you. 

“Fuck~” You groan when he’s fully seated inside of you. He feels incredible, stretching your walls so deliciously. Jin isn’t fairing much better than you, his chest already heaving as his hands fall to your waist, squeezing it tightly to beg you to move. 

You get the message and begin to move your hips, bouncing yourself up and down on his length, bracing your hands on his chest to help you move. He feels so good inside you, you think you might burst, your skin pricking with an electricity that has you panting already. After a few minutes of bliss, you feel Hoseok’s hand on your lower back, rubbing small circles against your skin before he pushes you forward into Jin’s chest, exposing your ass to him. You sit up enough to look over your shoulder to see Hoseok has his boxers off already as he scoots up to you between Jin’s legs, rubbing his own cock to slicken it for you. 

“Couldn't let you two have all the fun.” Hoseok teases before you feel his tip at your puckered rim. “Deep breath baby, just relax for me. You know the drill.”

You nod, giving him the okay before resting your forehead against Jin’s, relaxing the lower half of your body as the younger boy pushes his hips forward. He goes slow, like he always does, but tonight, your ass seems more greedy than usual, taking his length in quickly, with little to no need for adjustment. You groan as he continues to push in, sometimes you forget how long Hoseok is until he does this, but god does it feel good, so good that you have to hold back your orgasm, not wanting to cum just yet. You force all your tension into your hand as it squeezes the sheets next to Jin’s head, and Jin rubs your side soothingly, until he starts moaning with you, able to feel Hoseok push against his own length through the barrier of your body. 

Once Hoseok is as deep as he can get inside you, all three of you let out a heavy breath as his hips still for a moment. 

“Damn you took me in so well tonight baby.” Hoseok praises, his fingers tracing along your spine. “You look so good with all your holes filled.”

“Hobi, p-please~” You whine. He places a hard smack against your ass before he starts to move his hips, slowly pulling out of you before quickly pushing in again, and under you Jin begins to do the same, fucking up into you as Hoseok pulls out and vice versa. They quickly pick up the pace, both boys gripping your hips, as you whimper between them.

God you’ve never felt so good, so full.  With both of their cocks spreading you open relentlessly, it’s no surprise how quickly you’re brought up to the edge of release, especially with how close you were earlier. Just a few more well placed thrusts and then…

“Fuck~” You come undone, your entire body shaking from the pleasure that pulses through you. Your orgasm is quick as the boys continue to fuck you through it, your legs growing weak as it passes. 

“Damn that was fast” Hoseok slows his pace to a near stop. “You came already?” You can only nod, burying your face in Jin’s neck. You hear Hoseok chuckle behind you. “You want another one, don’t you baby?”

“Yes~” You whimper against Jin.

“Hyung help me get her on her side.” Hoseok instructs. 

Both boys maneuver you onto your side without slipping out of you, sandwiching you between their bodies as Hoseok grabs your right leg and holds it up for you. You wrap your arms around Jin’s neck as they both start up their pace again, their delicious breaths and moans now directly in your ear as they fill you over and over again, now both sliding into you at the same time. 

It burns for only a minute before your core decides it feels good again, letting the pleasure back into your senses as your nails dig into Jin’s back. You pull your head out of the crook of his neck before pressing your mouth to his again, sliding your tongue past his lips to taste him for a moment before turning over your shoulder and doing the same to Hoseok, switching between both of them as one of them focuses more on kissing you, and the other focuses more on fucking you. 

It isn’t long before Hoseok’s breathing get heavier against your lips, he always gets so worked up when you let him fuck your ass, it’s a miracle he hasn’t cum already. He breaks the kiss and presses his forehead to yours before squeezing your thigh where he’s holding it, signaling to you that he’s close and to focus on Jin. 

You turn to the older boy, your tongues tangling as you squeeze around his length, earning a delightful groan from the back of his throat. His own breathing is ragged, signaling his own impending release in closer than you thought. 

“Jinnie~” You whine, using the nickname you only pull out for special occasions. He only grunts in response, too far gone. “Jinnie cum for me, please.” You beg. “I want to feel you cum.”

“Fuck…” The hand that was helping Hoseok hold your thigh up suddenly slides down your body to your center and begins drawing quick, tight circles on your clit, just the way you like, causing you to throw your head back in ecstasy. “You first.”

“J-Jin~ Hobi~!” You cry out as your second orgasm slams into you without warning, your entire body convulsing from the sheer bliss and gratification, panting as your high swirls around and through you.

Hoseok is next, you hear him groan behind you as he slams into you one last time, filling your ass with his hot release as he kisses your cheek, whispering sweet nothings in your ear.

With the feeling of your core contracting ruthlessly around him, Jin isn’t far behind, thrusting into your wet heat once, twice, three more times before the pleasure takes hold of him too, and you feel his cum spurting inside you as he moans softly, rutting against you to drag out the sensation. 

The three of you lay there tangled together for a long time, reveling in the after-glow euphoria as your breathing returns to normal. Jin is the first one to speak. 

“Holy shit… I had no idea it would be like that.” He laughs, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “That was…”

“Amazing.” Hoseok finishes for him. 

“Really amazing.” Jin nods.

You hum your agreement, absolutely loving the feeling of being sandwiched between their spent bodies. “Can I ask what made you decide?” You turn to face Jin and Hoseok sits up on his elbow, curious to hear the elder boy’s answer. 

“H-honestly?” Jin looks away sheepishly. “I kind of saw you earlier…”

“Saw me? What do you mean?”

“Before dinner? When you were, you know… in here… alone.”

You gasp with realization and smack his arm. “You perv!”

“It was an accident! I swear!”

“And you didn’t say anything?” You smack his arm again laughing. 

“What am I missing?” Hoseok asks, clearly confused. 

“Tell him, Jin.”

Jin sighs. “When you asked me to get Y/N for dinner, I knocked but she didn’t answer and the door was unlocked so I just… you know, peeked my head in. and she was, well…”

“Masturbating!” You squeal. 

“I couldn’t see anything!” Jin admits. “Only your boob was out!”

“Was she using her vibrator?” Hoseok giggles, unphased by the situation when he sees that you are too. Jin nods. “Baby I told you not to use that when we have people over. Remember what happened last time? And now this time?”

“I really needed it!” You pout. “And I didn’t even get to finish.” 

“Wait, what happened last time?” Jin asks. 

“Nothing!” You deny. 

“Joon got a bit more of a show than you did.” Hoseok explains.

“Hobi!”

Hoseok shrugs. “What? It’s true.”

“Yeah, but Joon didn’t get to fuck me after.” You point out. “Trust me if you guys used that thing you’d see why I use it so much.”

“Hm, maybe we can do that next time.”

“Next time?” Jin questions again.

“What, we still have a few more days before the boys come back.” You state, rubbing your hand along Jin’s chest. “Was once enough for you?”

Jin looks at you before looking over your shoulder at Hoseok for an answer.

“Don’t look at me.” Hoseok smiles. “She asked you.”

“Fuck, how do you resist her?” Jin smiles back at both of you. 

Hoseok shakes his head, placing another smack against your ass. “I don’t.”

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Hey everyone,

I've decided to take a break from writing. Apart from real life getting in the way, I’ve also been struggling with the worst writer’s block and I just couldn’t put my thoughts into words that would convey what my characters wanted to tell you and show you. It's a tough choice, and it’s getting frustrating, I just know it's what's best for me right now.

I want to say a huge thank you for all the support and love you've given my stories. It means a lot to me.

I am putting together a Google folder with outlines for the rest of my unfinished series and some WIPs, which will be available soon. I hope this gives you some closure and maybe even some new ideas.

I'll still be around, reading, liking, and reblogging your amazing works. Thanks again for everything. Wishing you all the best!

~ Justine 💜

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HALLI GALLI KING (KSJ | Moonstruck Bonus Chapter)

Pairing: Seokjin x Fem. Reader (Married Couple)

Warnings: SMUT!!!! (Don't let the cute banner fool you!), Toddler Talk, Food Talk, Mature Languages, Explicit/Suggestive, Mirror seggs

Genre: Mature, Fluff, Minor Angst

WC: 3.9k

This is a bonus chapter of the Moonstruck series, but can be read alone. However, I highly suggest you read the whole series if you want to meet the most comforting Seokjin character (thank you for saying this, @ahundredtimesover); and if you want to feel all warm and fuzzy from the relationship between them and their extensive and chaotic friend group.

NOT PROOFREAD, SO DON'T COME AT ME.

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Seokjin was jolted awake with a grunt by the energetic antics of his two-year-old daughter. With a diaper-cushioned bottom, Lily landed squarely on his stomach, accompanied by the joyful sound of her squeal resonating throughout the room.

“Daddy, wet’s go!” Lily crawled on top of him as her little fingers attempted to reach for his face. 

Cracking open his eyelids, he was greeted by the sight of mini pigtails and chubby cheeks right in front of his still-blurry vision. Two little fingers were on a mission, attempting to sneak into his mouth. Before he could fully grasp the situation, a hint of your light perfume tickled his nose as you leaned in to rescue him from the toddler takeover.

“Say ‘good morning, daddy’ and give him a kiss, bubs.” Your melodious voice came through, enough to make him internally smile. 

“Goo mowing daddy.” A tiny voice followed before a wet sloppy smooch landed on his left cheek.

“Good morning, baby,” He smothered her chubby cheeks with kisses, triggering a chorus of delightful screams. With a playful gesture, he signaled for you to join the cuddle party, arms wide open for a little morning family cuddle. 

“I don’t know what you want to have for breakfast but I cut up some fruits and I’m thawing out the waffles.”

“Don’t worry about me, honey,” he mumbled before planting a kiss on your nose. “Are we going somewhere? Why is she dressed up this early?”

“Daddy, wet’s go!” Lily piped up again, seemingly understanding what his dad just said. 

“Where are we going, bubs?”

Instead of answering him, Lily crawled off the bed and waddled towards a pile of plushies on the other side of the room, picking up a well-loved bunny stuffed toy given to her by Jungkook when she was still a baby. “Tokki!” Lily squealed before running and failing to climb back up on the bed. “Untew Kookie, Tokki and Lily bunny!” She tattled excitedly, using the nickname Jungkook has given her while pointing to herself, fully expecting her confused father to understand. 

“JK is dropping her off at daycare and picking her up,” you started explaining. “He hasn’t seen her in a while and wanted to take her to the zoo after.”

“She’s your daughter, Seokjin. She has your height,” you rolled your eyes at him. “If she’s not, my brother will figure it out.” 

“Is she tall enough for the zoo?” Seokjin asked, confusion etched on his face.

Seokjin got up from the bed and scooped his daughter up, extending his other hand for you to take. “Let’s start the day already, yeah? We want to make sure you and Uncle Kookie are both well fed before you leave.” 

You smiled to yourself as you followed your husband out of the bedroom.

Three years into the marriage, you found yourselves in the groove of family life, with a pint-sized sidekick stealing the spotlight. Mornings evolved into a tag-team spectacle, featuring breakfast skirmishes and a toddler tornado leaving a trail of toy mayhem. In the middle of it all, Seokjin somehow managed to squeeze in his pre-work routine, a feat you marveled at. Lucky for you, the work flexibility of an entrepreneur worked in your favor, after starting your own Home Fragrance business. The evenings however, were a comedy show, featuring attempts at gourmet-dinners-for-toddler prepared by your husband, that usually ended in hilarious situations. From the routine of bedtime stories and lullabies, you realized that your love story had expanded to include a tiny co-author. The house reverberated with laughter, baby babble, and admittedly finding moments for each other became a tad challenging. That’s why you tried hard to cherish every minute of cuddling before both of you drifted into a deep slumber at night.

Seokjin reveled in the luxurious embrace of deep slumber the night before, relishing the fact that today was Wednesday. Unlike other days, Wednesday granted him the rare reprieve from the bustling restaurant scene, allowing him to bypass the early morning alarm ritual. However, this particular Wednesday marked a first – his daughter wouldn't be at home for a good few hours. Since the beginning of the week, she had started attending daycare.

With your pint-sized ball of energy safely picked up by Jungkook and taken to daycare, you found yourselves in an uncharted territory – a quiet, toddler-free home on a random morning. The sudden absence of toy-induced chaos left the air surprisingly serene. Rather than basking in the newfound peace, boredom set in faster than you could say "peek-a-boo." 

Glancing at each other, you exchanged grins and embarked on a mission to reclaim the living room from the toy minefield. Seokjin groaned like an old man as he picked up the last piece of toy off the living room carpet before chucking it in the basket - a small Princess Peach figure that may not be appropriate for a two year-old at the moment. “That’s the last of it!” 

Without the usual background sound of tiny giggles and babbles, the house felt oddly still. Determined to make the most of your mini hiatus, Seokjin turned the music up and launched into an impromptu dance party, pulling you along and busting out with some questionable dance moves.

Your face started hurting from so much laughter, feeling more like the past versions of yourselves again– Seokjin and YN, young, carefree, and in love. Always been in love. 

You both fell on the couch, entangled with each other in an embrace and almost out of breath from your mean dance moves and endless laughter. 

“What are we doing next?” You asked, chest heaving, trying to catch your breath. “Jenga?” 

“Yah… Do you want Lily to choke on those?” 

“Okay, no. Scratch that…” 

“Halli Galli,” Seokjin grinned before catching the corner of his bottom lip between his teeth. 

“We can’t play a drinking game!” 

Seokjin shifted and lied down on the couch, bringing you along, making you land on top of him. “I didn't  mean Halli Galli…” He dropped his voice a few octaves lower in a suggestive manner, while skillful hands started slowly kneading your ass, “I meant Halli Galli.”

You gasped, lightly slapping your husband’s chest at the suggestion. “In broad daylight?”

Seokjin’s hands traveled up underneath your shirt, skimming along the skin of your lower back. “We have four hours.”   

•••

Grabbing the vibrant bell and scattering the deck of fruity cards with a mischievous grin, Seokjin geared up for an unusual round of Halli Galli that you "invented" as a couple. With a sly wink and a confident smirk, he slumped down on the carpeted floor, right in front of you, and set the stage for a duel of lightning-quick reflexes, where every ring of the bell meant a sweet taste of victory for one and a piece of clothing less for the other. 

“You think you’re so smart,” you squinted at your husband who obviously has the advantage, as the undefeated king of Halli Galli in your friend group. 

“I’m playing fair and square, honey,” he smirked while giving you a once over. “You’re the one who’s not.” 

“What do you mean?” You quirked an eyebrow at him. 

“I’m still in my pajamas. You have more clothes on than I do.” 

“Whatever, Seokjin…” 

“Yeah, right. Whatever,” he snickered. “I’m gonna get you naked in under ten minutes,” he rubbed his palms excitedly while letting out a squeal that’s meant to push your buttons.   

“Okay, wait, wait…” You clasped your hands around his and made him look you in the eye. “Let’s take this up a notch then.”

“Ooooh…” Seokjin’s eyes shimmered in amusement. “I love how competitive you are.”

“No staring and no touching until all the cards are cleared out.” Your smile widened when you felt your husband swallow thickly. “You get turned on, you lose. Got it?” 

“Deal.” 

With a collective deep breath and teasing looks, the one on one game officially commenced. Seokjin drew the first card and the race to spot a matching set of 5 began, fingers hovering anxiously over the cards.

3 bananas

2 plums

1 lime

2 bananas

1 strawberry

4 strawberries

DING!!! 

Seokjin’s infectious laughter rang out, infused with a teasing tone, completely in contrast with a groan you let out for missing the bell. “Take it off! Take it off!” He chanted while repeatedly hitting the bell. 

You made a show of slowly lifting up your shirt and discarding it over your head, exposing a flattering lacy piece of black strapless material that perfectly hugged your breasts. “Like what you see?”  

“Not looking!” Seokjin quickly denied it, but the deep shade of pink adorning the tips of his ears said otherwise. Oh, your poor ‘boobs man’ husband. 

You started the second round. 

2 limes

3 strawberries

1 banana

3 plums

2 strawberries

2 bananas

5 plums

DING!!!

“Nooooooo!!!!!” You whined in frustration when Seokjin beat you to the bell again. “Why did I agree to this? I will never win against you.” 

“Because you enjoy giving me a strip tease.” Seokjin snorted. 

“Or you enjoy seeing me strip, that’s why you always suggest this!” 

“What are–” 

Seokjin’s words got caught up in his throat when you wiggled your way out of your jeans, revealing a lacy pair of panties that matched your bra, leaving almost nothing to the imagination. He sure has seen you in all your glory through the years of your marriage, but the soft natural light streaming in from the window had this way of making your skin glow, giving you a subtle, effortless radiance. He was momentarily out of it and so he didn’t notice when you came closer to plant a sweet kiss on his lips.

“You're drooling.” You took advantage of your husband's dazed state and drew a new card. 

2 strawberries

1 lime

3 plums

4 bananas

1 banana

DING!!!

You screamed in excitement when you got the bell first before Seokjin did. “I got you!” You quickly skipped over the deck of cards to your husband, fiddling with the first button of his blue pajama top, “Strip, strip, strip, strip!” 

“Yah, what are you doing?” Seokjin burst out laughing at your eagerness, the excitement from winning against him too obvious. “Are you taking my clothes off for me?”

“Can I?” You gave him the puppy eyes that work on him all the damn time.

“Absolutely not,” he said sternly, making you pout. “Sit your pretty ass back down, love.” You scoffed before making a show of slowly crawling back to the other side of the cards in all fours, showing off your ass at him. Seokjin felt his cock twitch. “Fucking hell, YN,” he muttered under his breath, earning a giggle from you. “You know I’m gonna get you topless on the next round, right?” 

Your snarky remark didn’t make it out of your lips when you turned to look at Seokjin who’s already removed his pajama top, leaving him in a white low-neck sleeveless undershirt. His broad chest commanded attention, like a sculpted landscape that exuded strength. Of all the things you love about your husband, funny how a simple show of muscles beneath taut skin seemed to drive you absolutely insane that you had to press your thighs together, already feeling the wetness pool between your legs. As his shirt dipped down, revealing a teasing glimpse of his exposed clavicle, your eyes zeroed in on a small beauty mark just below his left collarbone.   

Seokjin noticed your subtle movement, feeling his mouth turn paper-dry. He has been internally battling against himself since the first round and there’s nothing he wanted more than to fuck you stupid on the floor right at that moment. But he knew all this teasing would be well worth it in the end. “Well…?” 

“And if I get you topless on the next round?” You challenged, tilting your head at him.

Holding your gaze, Seokjin drew a card. 

3 bananas

1 plum

2 limes

1 banana

5 strawberries 

DING!!! 

“Yeah!!!!” Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding-ding-ding-dingggg! Seokjin hit the bell repeatedly in victory before standing up, closing his eyes, and throwing his hands up in the air, imagining a roar of applause in his head like an athlete who just scored a life-changing goal. 

“You look like you just scored a goal,” you stood up, crossing your arms, feigning annoyance. 

“The goal is to get you naked, you know,” he winked, throwing two finger guns your way. It’s so Seokjin of him and you couldn’t help but playfully roll your eyes and let out a laugh. 

“Is that so?” You sauntered towards your husband, letting a mischievous grin dance on your lips. The air was charged with a sultry energy as you approached, and you couldn't resist a subtle hip sway that turned the simple act of walking into teasing. 

You could see the curiosity spark in his eyes, and as you reached him, you couldn't resist playfully twirling a loose strand of hair around your finger and a quick lip bite, before running the same finger along his clavicle, down the length of his torso. Seokjin’s Adam’s apple bobbed up and down, making it obvious that your subtle movement already had an effect on him. The corner of your lips turned up into a knowing smile when your eyes landed on a very prominent outline on his pajama bottoms.  

You’re no better. Had Seokjin not been distracted by this little teasing show you’re trying to pull off, it would be difficult for you to hide the arousal that was soaking through your panties. You were gushing, and aching, desperate for his touch and you don’t know how long you could keep all this act up. 

You slowly pushed him back on the couch and he landed with a soft bounce as soon as the back of his knees hit the edge of the cushion. 

“You said no touching?”

“I changed my mind,” you gasped the moment the words slipped out of your mouth, not expecting to be pulled down by the waist, knees landing on either side of Seokjin’s hips. 

Seokjin tugged on your hips and helped you properly straddle him, immediately feeling the dampness of your core against his growing erection. “Shit, you’re already wet and we haven’t even done anything yet.” He wrapped one arm around you tighter and used his free hand to tuck your hair behind your ear. “Have I been neglecting you?” His voice came out strained in an airy whisper, worry and guilt pooling his eyes. He let his eyes roam freely on your beautiful face. Your silence screamed volumes, telling him everything he needed to know.

“Fuck,” he raked his fingers from the side of your nape up through your hair, giving it a light tug and exposing your neck. “I have,” the sensation of his warm breath hitting your sensitive skin sent goosebumps down your spine. Your eyes automatically shut and your jaw fell open when your husband started leaving wet trails of kisses up your neck, nipping on your sweet spot just behind the ear. “I’m sorry, baby,” he licked a long stripe up your throat, “I have no excuse,” and captured your mouth in a mind-numbing kiss, tongue expertly swirling, exploring and eliciting moans from you.  

You broke the kiss after what seemed like forever to catch your breath, only to plant your knees firmly on the couch and aggressively tug on Seokjin’s tanktop. “Take this off,” you demanded. Seokjin obliged and discarded his tanktop, throwing it haphazardly on the floor before letting his head fall back on the headrest of the couch, staring up at you— lips swollen, cheeks flushed, and hair disheveled. 

You ran your tongue across your lips before dipping your head down and attacking his neck with soft kisses, paying attention to the little beauty mark on his collarbone. You continued nipping at his soft skin, while your other hand made its way up to his ear, lightly rubbing his earlobe between your fingertips, making him close his eyes and groan in pleasure. “I told you I’m the one getting you topless on the next round,” you whispered followed by a flirty giggle. 

“Cheater,” Seokjin chuckled, eyes still closed. “You’re using my weakness against me.”

“Damn right, I am,” you bit back, slowly grinding your hips to feel his painfully hard manhood. “Mmm… you’re so hard right now, baby.” You gasped when you felt your bra loosen away from your body, almost missing the way Seokjin had swiftly unclasped it and threw it out of your sight with one hand. 

“Now, we’re even,” he sat up and quickly gathered your hands behind your back, holding them down with one hand while the other started fondling your right boob. “God, I love these tits so much,” he captured the other one in his mouth, tonguing your nipple while mimicking the movement with his thumb on the other one. 

You arched your back, writhed and moaned in pleasure, almost positive that you’re gushing through your panties and soaking through your husband’s pajama bottoms as well, “Fuck, Jinnie…” Your pussy clenched at nothing, desperate to be touched. “Baby, touch me, please.” 

“Shhh…” Seokjin splayed his hands on your back pulling you closer again, while peppering your chest and neck with kisses. “I’ll take care of you, hmn? I got you…” Pushing your panties to the side, he ran his middle finger along your sopping slit. “I’m gonna make you feel good, baby…” He went in with two fingers, slowly pumping them in and out of you while putting pressure on your clit with his thumb. 

You whimpered in pleasure as your husband curled his fingers repeatedly, reaching that soft spongy spot that made your knees weak. “Jin, baby, I need you inside me,” you cried out, hands reaching out to tug on Seokjin’s arms. 

Without a word, Seokjin slipped his fingers out of you and stood up from the couch, aiding you in the process. He stepped out of his pajamas and pre-cum-stained boxers and helped you in removing your panties as well. 

You clawed at his shoulders, pulling him back for a hot searing kiss, in anticipation of being fucked stupid on the couch, only to be caught by surprise when Seokjin turned you around and pushed you against the porcelain console table, meeting your reflection against the huge wall mirror head on. 

Seokjin tugged on your hips, bending you over and before you realized what’s happening, he’s already thrusting into you with a deep groan, pushing you forward on the console table, making the decorative trinkets and scented candles rattle by the force. 

Your legs shook trying to take in the pain and the pleasure of being stretched out combined as Seokjin relentlessly fucked you; the glorious sounds slipping out of his mouth as he took you from behind making your head spin. You whimpered as your head hung low, your hands clasping and unclasping against nothing as you tried to ground yourself. You’re a moaning and whining mess. Your skin covered with a sheen of sweat, your hair disheveled, and your skin blotchy with blooming purple marks from your husband’s earlier assault. You felt him gently grab your jaw and directed you to look in the mirror. 

“Eyes on me,” he whispered against your ear. Seokjin’s thick eyebrows were furrowed, his skin also glistened with sweat, and his ears and neck were flushed red. You both stared at each other in the mirror, letting the sound of skin slapping against skin and your moans and groans of pleasure speak for yourselves for a good few seconds.  

“I’m close, baby…” you whined, feeling the tightness on your lower belly. 

“Yeah?” Seokjin snaked one arm around you, propping you up while fondling your breasts, and brought his free hand between your legs, rubbing circles on your clit. “Do you like that, baby? Does it feel good?” Seokjin asked, intently watching you fall apart in his arms. Your head fell back on his shoulder as you moaned out your answer and he took the sweet opportunity to nip at your shoulder.

“Fuck, Seokjiiiinnn…” 

Your beautiful sound turned him on even more, and his pace became more sloppy and erratic, a telltale sign that he’s also close to cumming.

“That’s it, baby,” Seokjin whispered in your ear. “I love you so much. You’re doing so good.” 

Tears started prickling your eyes, an unbidden response to the overwhelming surge of emotion that gripped you in that moment. A sudden jolt of pleasure snapped the tightening knot you felt on your lower belly free, and Seokjin fucked you through waves of euphoric bliss, until he’s stilling his hips and painting your walls white with his own release. 

It took him a good few seconds before pulling out of you and catching his breath, but the first thing he did was take you in his arms and capture your lips into a sweet kiss. “I love you,” he rested his forehead against yours. “I’m sorry I haven’t been around.” 

“But you are around…” you reached up and ran your thumb against his cheek. 

“I should have paid more attention to you,” he pouted. 

“It’s okay, as long as Lily’s the only other girl hogging all your attention.” 

“Of course!” Seokjin dipped his head and started kissing down your neck, “...unless you give me another daughter, you know.” 

You yelped in surprise when your husband picked you up bridal-style and made his way up to your bedroom. 

“Seokjin!”

“I’m not done with you yet.”

•••

“We’re home!” Jungkook’s booming voice echoed around the house a mere thirty minutes after Seokjin finished cleaning up in the living room, and you went on to start preparing for lunch. “Stay right here, Lily bunny,” he sat your daughter down on the carpeted floor and took a bulky interactive felt book out of her little backpack. “What did we learn in school?”

“Foots!” She proudly smiled up at her uncle while pointing at felt cutouts of fruits with googly eyes from her book. 

“Good job, bunbun!” Jungkook softly pinched his niece’s little nose, which made the little one sneeze. 

You rounded the corner from the kitchen at the same time that Seokjin made his way downstairs with a change of clothes for your daughter.

“Stay for lunch; I’m making suyuk.” You know your younger brother won’t be able to say no to pork belly. 

“Taehyung also brought some pa kimchi from Mom the other day. It would be so good with suyuk.” Seokjin added. 

“Oh damn, yeah. That would be delicious.” Jungkook nodded. “By the way, Yoongi hyung called and–” 

“Bananas! Bananas!” Lily squealed excitedly, holding up a single Halli Galli card that Seokjin missed while cleaning up. 

“Yah…” Jungkook took the card from Lily and paused for a moment, cogwheels turning in his head. Seokjin pressed his lips together trying hard not to burst out laughing. You, on the other hand, looked mortified, silently praying for the ground to crack open and swallow you up whole. “Did you two play Halli Galli while I took Lily out?” 

Silence. 

Jungkook groaned. “You filthy animals!”

Seokjin gave in and launched into his infectious squeaky laugh, tagging you and your brother along.

The sexy Halli Galli game may have reached its boisterous and delightful climax for the day, but the love and intimacy exchanged between you and Seokjin would forever linger in your shared little home.

•••

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HALLI GALLI KING (KSJ | Moonstruck Bonus Chapter)

Pairing: Seokjin x Fem. Reader (Married Couple)

Warnings: SMUT!!!! (Don't let the cute banner fool you!), Toddler Talk, Food Talk, Mature Languages, Explicit/Suggestive, Mirror seggs

Genre: Mature, Fluff, Minor Angst

WC: 3.9k

This is a bonus chapter of the Moonstruck series, but can be read alone. However, I highly suggest you read the whole series if you want to meet the most comforting Seokjin character (thank you for saying this, @ahundredtimesover); and if you want to feel all warm and fuzzy from the relationship between them and their extensive and chaotic friend group.

NOT PROOFREAD, SO DON'T COME AT ME.

•••

Seokjin was jolted awake with a grunt by the energetic antics of his two-year-old daughter. With a diaper-cushioned bottom, Lily landed squarely on his stomach, accompanied by the joyful sound of her squeal resonating throughout the room.

“Daddy, wet’s go!” Lily crawled on top of him as her little fingers attempted to reach for his face. 

Cracking open his eyelids, he was greeted by the sight of mini pigtails and chubby cheeks right in front of his still-blurry vision. Two little fingers were on a mission, attempting to sneak into his mouth. Before he could fully grasp the situation, a hint of your light perfume tickled his nose as you leaned in to rescue him from the toddler takeover.

“Say ‘good morning, daddy’ and give him a kiss, bubs.” Your melodious voice came through, enough to make him internally smile. 

“Goo mowing daddy.” A tiny voice followed before a wet sloppy smooch landed on his left cheek.

“Good morning, baby,” He smothered her chubby cheeks with kisses, triggering a chorus of delightful screams. With a playful gesture, he signaled for you to join the cuddle party, arms wide open for a little morning family cuddle. 

“I don’t know what you want to have for breakfast but I cut up some fruits and I’m thawing out the waffles.”

“Don’t worry about me, honey,” he mumbled before planting a kiss on your nose. “Are we going somewhere? Why is she dressed up this early?”

“Daddy, wet’s go!” Lily piped up again, seemingly understanding what his dad just said. 

“Where are we going, bubs?”

Instead of answering him, Lily crawled off the bed and waddled towards a pile of plushies on the other side of the room, picking up a well-loved bunny stuffed toy given to her by Jungkook when she was still a baby. “Tokki!” Lily squealed before running and failing to climb back up on the bed. “Untew Kookie, Tokki and Lily bunny!” She tattled excitedly, using the nickname Jungkook has given her while pointing to herself, fully expecting her confused father to understand. 

“JK is dropping her off at daycare and picking her up,” you started explaining. “He hasn’t seen her in a while and wanted to take her to the zoo after.”

“She’s your daughter, Seokjin. She has your height,” you rolled your eyes at him. “If she’s not, my brother will figure it out.” 

“Is she tall enough for the zoo?” Seokjin asked, confusion etched on his face.

Seokjin got up from the bed and scooped his daughter up, extending his other hand for you to take. “Let’s start the day already, yeah? We want to make sure you and Uncle Kookie are both well fed before you leave.” 

You smiled to yourself as you followed your husband out of the bedroom.

Three years into the marriage, you found yourselves in the groove of family life, with a pint-sized sidekick stealing the spotlight. Mornings evolved into a tag-team spectacle, featuring breakfast skirmishes and a toddler tornado leaving a trail of toy mayhem. In the middle of it all, Seokjin somehow managed to squeeze in his pre-work routine, a feat you marveled at. Lucky for you, the work flexibility of an entrepreneur worked in your favor, after starting your own Home Fragrance business. The evenings however, were a comedy show, featuring attempts at gourmet-dinners-for-toddler prepared by your husband, that usually ended in hilarious situations. From the routine of bedtime stories and lullabies, you realized that your love story had expanded to include a tiny co-author. The house reverberated with laughter, baby babble, and admittedly finding moments for each other became a tad challenging. That’s why you tried hard to cherish every minute of cuddling before both of you drifted into a deep slumber at night.

Seokjin reveled in the luxurious embrace of deep slumber the night before, relishing the fact that today was Wednesday. Unlike other days, Wednesday granted him the rare reprieve from the bustling restaurant scene, allowing him to bypass the early morning alarm ritual. However, this particular Wednesday marked a first – his daughter wouldn't be at home for a good few hours. Since the beginning of the week, she had started attending daycare.

With your pint-sized ball of energy safely picked up by Jungkook and taken to daycare, you found yourselves in an uncharted territory – a quiet, toddler-free home on a random afternoon. The sudden absence of toy-induced chaos left the air surprisingly serene. Rather than basking in the newfound peace, boredom set in faster than you could say "peek-a-boo." 

Glancing at each other, you exchanged grins and embarked on a mission to reclaim the living room from the toy minefield. Seokjin groaned like an old man as he picked up the last piece of toy off the living room carpet before chucking it in the basket - a small Princess Peach figure that may not be appropriate for a two year-old at the moment. “That’s the last of it!” 

Without the usual background sound of tiny giggles and babbles, the house felt oddly still. Determined to make the most of your mini hiatus, Seokjin turned the music up and launched into an impromptu dance party, pulling you along and busting out with some questionable dance moves.

Your face started hurting from so much laughter, feeling more like the past versions of yourselves again– Seokjin and YN, young, carefree, and in love. Always been in love. 

You both fell on the couch, entangled with each other in an embrace and almost out of breath from your mean dance moves and endless laughter. 

“What are we doing next?” You asked, chest heaving, trying to catch your breath. “Jenga?” 

“Yah… Do you want Lily to choke on those?” 

“Okay, no. Scratch that…” 

“Halli Galli,” Seokjin grinned before catching the corner of his bottom lip between his teeth. 

“We can’t play a drinking game!” 

Seokjin shifted and lied down on the couch, bringing you along, making you land on top of him. “I didn't  mean Halli Galli…” He dropped his voice a few octaves lower in a suggestive manner, while skillful hands started slowly kneading your ass, “I meant Halli Galli.”

You gasped, lightly slapping your husband’s chest at the suggestion. “In broad daylight?”

Seokjin’s hands traveled up underneath your shirt, skimming along the skin of your lower back. “We have four hours.”   

•••

Grabbing the vibrant bell and scattering the deck of fruity cards with a mischievous grin, Seokjin geared up for an unusual round of Halli Galli that you "invented" as a couple. With a sly wink and a confident smirk, he slumped down on the carpeted floor, right in front of you, and set the stage for a duel of lightning-quick reflexes, where every ring of the bell meant a sweet taste of victory for one and a piece of clothing less for the other. 

“You think you’re so smart,” you squinted at your husband who obviously has the advantage, as the undefeated king of Halli Galli in your friend group. 

“I’m playing fair and square, honey,” he smirked while giving you a once over. “You’re the one who’s not.” 

“What do you mean?” You quirked an eyebrow at him. 

“I’m still in my pajamas. You have more clothes on than I do.” 

“Whatever, Seokjin…” 

“Yeah, right. Whatever,” he snickered. “I’m gonna get you naked in under ten minutes,” he rubbed his palms excitedly while letting out a squeal that’s meant to push your buttons.   

“Okay, wait, wait…” You clasped your hands around his and made him look you in the eye. “Let’s take this up a notch then.”

“Ooooh…” Seokjin’s eyes shimmered in amusement. “I love how competitive you are.”

“No staring and no touching until all the cards are cleared out.” Your smile widened when you felt your husband swallow thickly. “You get turned on, you lose. Got it?” 

“Deal.” 

With a collective deep breath and teasing looks, the one on one game officially commenced. Seokjin drew the first card and the race to spot a matching set of 5 began, fingers hovering anxiously over the cards.

3 bananas

2 plums

1 lime

2 bananas

1 strawberry

4 strawberries

DING!!! 

Seokjin’s infectious laughter rang out, infused with a teasing tone, completely in contrast with a groan you let out for missing the bell. “Take it off! Take it off!” He chanted while repeatedly hitting the bell. 

You made a show of slowly lifting up your shirt and discarding it over your head, exposing a flattering lacy piece of black strapless material that perfectly hugged your breasts. “Like what you see?”  

“Not looking!” Seokjin quickly denied it, but the deep shade of pink adorning the tips of his ears said otherwise. Oh, your poor ‘boobs man’ husband. 

You started the second round. 

2 limes

3 strawberries

1 banana

3 plums

2 strawberries

2 bananas

5 plums

DING!!!

“Nooooooo!!!!!” You whined in frustration when Seokjin beat you to the bell again. “Why did I agree to this? I will never win against you.” 

“Because you enjoy giving me a strip tease.” Seokjin snorted. 

“Or you enjoy seeing me strip, that’s why you always suggest this!” 

“What are–” 

Seokjin’s words got caught up in his throat when you wiggled your way out of your jeans, revealing a lacy pair of panties that matched your bra, leaving almost nothing to the imagination. He sure has seen you in all your glory through the years of your marriage, but the soft natural light streaming in from the window had this way of making your skin glow, giving you a subtle, effortless radiance. He was momentarily out of it and so he didn’t notice when you came closer to plant a sweet kiss on his lips.

“You're drooling.” You took advantage of your husband's dazed state and drew a new card. 

2 strawberries

1 lime

3 plums

4 bananas

1 banana

DING!!!

You screamed in excitement when you got the bell first before Seokjin did. “I got you!” You quickly skipped over the deck of cards to your husband, fiddling with the first button of his blue pajama top, “Strip, strip, strip, strip!” 

“Yah, what are you doing?” Seokjin burst out laughing at your eagerness, the excitement from winning against him too obvious. “Are you taking my clothes off for me?”

“Can I?” You gave him the puppy eyes that work on him all the damn time.

“Absolutely not,” he said sternly, making you pout. “Sit your pretty ass back down, love.” You scoffed before making a show of slowly crawling back to the other side of the cards in all fours, showing off your ass at him. Seokjin felt his cock twitch. “Fucking hell, YN,” he muttered under his breath, earning a giggle from you. “You know I’m gonna get you topless on the next round, right?” 

Your snarky remark didn’t make it out of your lips when you turned to look at Seokjin who’s already removed his pajama top, leaving him in a white low-neck sleeveless undershirt. His broad chest commanded attention, like a sculpted landscape that exuded strength. Of all the things you love about your husband, funny how a simple show of muscles beneath taut skin seemed to drive you absolutely insane that you had to press your thighs together, already feeling the wetness pool between your legs. As his shirt dipped down, revealing a teasing glimpse of his exposed clavicle, your eyes zeroed in on a small beauty mark just below his left collarbone.   

Seokjin noticed your subtle movement, feeling his mouth turn paper-dry. He has been internally battling against himself since the first round and there’s nothing he wanted more than to fuck you stupid on the floor right at that moment. But he knew all this teasing would be well worth it in the end. “Well…?” 

“And if I get you topless on the next round?” You challenged, tilting your head at him.

Holding your gaze, Seokjin drew a card. 

3 bananas

1 plum

2 limes

1 banana

5 strawberries 

DING!!! 

“Yeah!!!!” Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding-ding-ding-dingggg! Seokjin hit the bell repeatedly in victory before standing up, closing his eyes, and throwing his hands up in the air, imagining a roar of applause in his head like an athlete who just scored a life-changing goal. 

“You look like you just scored a goal,” you stood up, crossing your arms, feigning annoyance. 

“The goal is to get you naked, you know,” he winked, throwing two finger guns your way. It’s so Seokjin of him and you couldn’t help but playfully roll your eyes and let out a laugh. 

“Is that so?” You sauntered towards your husband, letting a mischievous grin dance on your lips. The air was charged with a sultry energy as you approached, and you couldn't resist a subtle hip sway that turned the simple act of walking into teasing. 

You could see the curiosity spark in his eyes, and as you reached him, you couldn't resist playfully twirling a loose strand of hair around your finger and a quick lip bite, before running the same finger along his clavicle, down the length of his torso. Seokjin’s Adam’s apple bobbed up and down, making it obvious that your subtle movement already had an effect on him. The corner of your lips turned up into a knowing smile when your eyes landed on a very prominent outline on his pajama bottoms.  

You’re no better. Had Seokjin not been distracted by this little teasing show you’re trying to pull off, it would be difficult for you to hide the arousal that was soaking through your panties. You were gushing, and aching, desperate for his touch and you don’t know how long you could keep all this act up. 

You slowly pushed him back on the couch and he landed with a soft bounce as soon as the back of his knees hit the edge of the cushion. 

“You said no touching?”

“I changed my mind,” you gasped the moment the words slipped out of your mouth, not expecting to be pulled down by the waist, knees landing on either side of Seokjin’s hips. 

Seokjin tugged on your hips and helped you properly straddle him, immediately feeling the dampness of your core against his growing erection. “Shit, you’re already wet and we haven’t even done anything yet.” He wrapped one arm around you tighter and used his free hand to tuck your hair behind your ear. “Have I been neglecting you?” His voice came out strained in an airy whisper, worry and guilt pooling his eyes. He let his eyes roam freely on your beautiful face. Your silence screamed volumes, telling him everything he needed to know.

“Fuck,” he raked his fingers from the side of your nape up through your hair, giving it a light tug and exposing your neck. “I have,” the sensation of his warm breath hitting your sensitive skin sent goosebumps down your spine. Your eyes automatically shut and your jaw fell open when your husband started leaving wet trails of kisses up your neck, nipping on your sweet spot just behind the ear. “I’m sorry, baby,” he licked a long stripe up your throat, “I have no excuse,” and captured your mouth in a mind-numbing kiss, tongue expertly swirling, exploring and eliciting moans from you.  

You broke the kiss after what seemed like forever to catch your breath, only to plant your knees firmly on the couch and aggressively tug on Seokjin’s tanktop. “Take this off,” you demanded. Seokjin obliged and discarded his tanktop, throwing it haphazardly on the floor before letting his head fall back on the headrest of the couch, staring up at you— lips swollen, cheeks flushed, and hair disheveled. 

You ran your tongue across your lips before dipping your head down and attacking his neck with soft kisses, paying attention to the little beauty mark on his collarbone. You continued nipping at his soft skin, while your other hand made its way up to his ear, lightly rubbing his earlobe between your fingertips, making him close his eyes and groan in pleasure. “I told you I’m the one getting you topless on the next round,” you whispered followed by a flirty giggle. 

“Cheater,” Seokjin chuckled, eyes still closed. “You’re using my weakness against me.”

“Damn right, I am,” you bit back, slowly grinding your hips to feel his painfully hard manhood. “Mmm… you’re so hard right now, baby.” You gasped when you felt your bra loosen away from your body, almost missing the way Seokjin had swiftly unclasped it and threw it out of your sight with one hand. 

“Now, we’re even,” he sat up and quickly gathered your hands behind your back, holding them down with one hand while the other started fondling your right boob. “God, I love these tits so much,” he captured the other one in his mouth, tonguing your nipple while mimicking the movement with his thumb on the other one. 

You arched your back, writhed and moaned in pleasure, almost positive that you’re gushing through your panties and soaking through your husband’s pajama bottoms as well, “Fuck, Jinnie…” Your pussy clenched at nothing, desperate to be touched. “Baby, touch me, please.” 

“Shhh…” Seokjin splayed his hands on your back pulling you closer again, while peppering your chest and neck with kisses. “I’ll take care of you, hmn? I got you…” Pushing your panties to the side, he ran his middle finger along your sopping slit. “I’m gonna make you feel good, baby…” He went in with two fingers, slowly pumping them in and out of you while putting pressure on your clit with his thumb. 

You whimpered in pleasure as your husband curled his fingers repeatedly, reaching that soft spongy spot that made your knees weak. “Jin, baby, I need you inside me,” you cried out, hands reaching out to tug on Seokjin’s arms. 

Without a word, Seokjin slipped his fingers out of you and stood up from the couch, aiding you in the process. He stepped out of his pajamas and pre-cum-stained boxers and helped you in removing your panties as well. 

You clawed at his shoulders, pulling him back for a hot searing kiss, in anticipation of being fucked stupid on the couch, only to be caught by surprise when Seokjin turned you around and pushed you against the porcelain console table, meeting your reflection against the huge wall mirror head on. 

Seokjin tugged on your hips, bending you over and before you realized what’s happening, he’s already thrusting into you with a deep groan, pushing you forward on the console table, making the decorative trinkets and scented candles rattle by the force. 

Your legs shook trying to take in the pain and the pleasure combined as Seokjin relentlessly fucked you; your head hung low, your hands clasping and unclasping against nothing as you tried to ground yourself. You’re a moaning and whimpering mess. Your skin covered with a sheen of sweat, your hair disheveled, and your skin blotchy with blooming purple marks from your husband’s earlier assault. You felt him gently grab your jaw and directed you to look in the mirror. 

“Eyes on me,” he whispered against your ear. Seokjin’s thick eyebrows were furrowed, his skin also glistened with sweat, and his ears and neck were flushed red. You both stared at each other in the mirror, letting the sound of skin slapping against skin and your moans and groans of pleasure speak for yourselves for a good few seconds.  

“I’m close, baby…” you whined, feeling the tightness on your lower belly. 

“Yeah?” Seokjin snaked one arm around you, propping you up while fondling your breasts, and brought his free hand between your legs, rubbing circles on your clit. “Do you like that, baby? Does it feel good?” Seokjin asked, intently watching you fall apart in his arms. Your head fell back on his shoulder as you moaned out your answer and he took the sweet opportunity to nip at your shoulder.

“Fuck, Seokjiiiinnn…” 

Your beautiful sound turned him on even more, and his pace became more sloppy and erratic, a telltale sign that he’s also close to cumming.

“That’s it, baby,” Seokjin whispered in your ear. “I love you so much. You’re doing so good.” 

Tears started prickling your eyes, an unbidden response to the overwhelming surge of emotion that gripped you in that moment. A sudden jolt of pleasure snapped the tightening knot you felt on your lower belly free, and Seokjin fucked you through waves of euphoric bliss, until he’s stilling his hips and painting your walls white with his own release. 

It took him a good few seconds before pulling out of you and catching his breath, but the first thing he did was take you in his arms and capture your lips into a sweet kiss. “I love you,” he rested his forehead against yours. “I’m sorry I haven’t been around.” 

“But you are around…” you reached up and ran your thumb against his cheek. 

“I should have paid more attention to you,” he pouted. 

“It’s okay, as long as Lily’s the only other girl hogging all your attention.” 

“Of course!” Seokjin dipped his head and started kissing down your neck, “...unless you give me another daughter, you know.” 

You yelped in surprise when your husband picked you up bridal-style and made his way up to your bedroom. 

“Seokjin!”

“I’m not done with you yet.”

•••

“We’re home!” Jungkook’s booming voice echoed around the house a mere thirty minutes after Seokjin finished cleaning up in the living room, and you went on to start preparing for lunch. “Stay right here, Lily bunny,” he sat your daughter down on the carpeted floor and took a bulky interactive felt book out of her little backpack. “What did we learn in school?”

“Foots!” She proudly smiled up at her uncle while pointing at felt cutouts of fruits with googly eyes from her book. 

“Good job, bunbun!” Jungkook softly pinched his niece’s little nose, which made the little one sneeze. 

You rounded the corner from the kitchen at the same time that Seokjin made his way downstairs with a change of clothes for your daughter.

“Stay for lunch; I’m making suyuk.” You know your younger brother won’t be able to say no to pork belly. 

“Taehyung also brought some pa kimchi from Mom the other day. It would be so good with suyuk.” Seokjin added. 

“Oh damn, yeah. That would be delicious.” Jungkook nodded. “By the way, Yoongi hyung called and–” 

“Bananas! Bananas!” Lily squealed excitedly, holding up a single Halli Galli card that Seokjin missed while cleaning up. 

“Yah…” Jungkook took the card from Lily and paused for a moment, cogwheels turning in his head. Seokjin pressed his lips together trying hard not to burst out laughing. You, on the other hand, looked mortified, silently praying for the ground to crack open and swallow you up whole. “Did you two play Halli Galli while I took Lily out?” 

Silence. 

Jungkook groaned. “You filthy animals!”

Seokjin gave in and launched into his infectious squeaky laugh, tagging you and your brother along.

The sexy Halli Galli game may have reached its boisterous and delightful climax for the day, but the love and intimacy exchanged between you and Seokjin would forever linger in your shared little home.

•••

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Moonstruck🌙 Masterlist

Pairing: Seokjin x Fem Reader | Namjoon x Fem Reader

Genre: Bestfriends to Lovers , social media au, soulmates au, office au, slow burn, fluff, smut, angst, crack, and drama. (Inspired by BTS - Moon)

Rating: 18+, M

Warnings: Smut, Betrayal, Cheating, Physical assault, swearing, alcohol consumption

Status: Completed

Summary: You don’t know what the world looks like without Seokjin. Growing up in the same neighborhood, a low iron fence separating your family home and his, your lives have always been tangled up with each other. So much so, that after graduating college and securing your respective jobs, you decided to pack everything up and move to the same apartment building in the city— him, sharing a unit with his younger brother and his college bestfriend; you, sharing a unit with your younger brother and his equally chaotic bestfriend. Eternal neighbors thing, right? Or is that all there is to it?

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Legend: ✏️- Written Chapter ⏭ Time Skip ⏳ Flashback

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HALLI GALLI KING (KSJ | Moonstruck Bonus Chapter)

Pairing: Seokjin x Fem. Reader (Married Couple)

Warnings: SMUT!!!! (Don't let the cute banner fool you!), Toddler Talk, Food Talk, Mature Languages, Explicit/Suggestive, Mirror seggs

Genre: Mature, Fluff, Minor Angst

WC: 3.9k

This is a bonus chapter of the Moonstruck series, but can be read alone. However, I highly suggest you read the whole series if you want to meet the most comforting Seokjin character (thank you for saying this, @ahundredtimesover); and if you want to feel all warm and fuzzy from the relationship between them and their extensive and chaotic friend group.

NOT PROOFREAD, SO DON'T COME AT ME.

•••

Seokjin was jolted awake with a grunt by the energetic antics of his two-year-old daughter. With a diaper-cushioned bottom, Lily landed squarely on his stomach, accompanied by the joyful sound of her squeal resonating throughout the room.

“Daddy, wet’s go!” Lily crawled on top of him as her little fingers attempted to reach for his face. 

Cracking open his eyelids, he was greeted by the sight of mini pigtails and chubby cheeks right in front of his still-blurry vision. Two little fingers were on a mission, attempting to sneak into his mouth. Before he could fully grasp the situation, a hint of your light perfume tickled his nose as you leaned in to rescue him from the toddler takeover.

“Say ‘good morning, daddy’ and give him a kiss, bubs.” Your melodious voice came through, enough to make him internally smile. 

“Goo mowing daddy.” A tiny voice followed before a wet sloppy smooch landed on his left cheek.

“Good morning, baby,” He smothered her chubby cheeks with kisses, triggering a chorus of delightful screams. With a playful gesture, he signaled for you to join the cuddle party, arms wide open for a little morning family cuddle. 

“I don’t know what you want to have for breakfast but I cut up some fruits and I’m thawing out the waffles.”

“Don’t worry about me, honey,” he mumbled before planting a kiss on your nose. “Are we going somewhere? Why is she dressed up this early?”

“Daddy, wet’s go!” Lily piped up again, seemingly understanding what his dad just said. 

“Where are we going, bubs?”

Instead of answering him, Lily crawled off the bed and waddled towards a pile of plushies on the other side of the room, picking up a well-loved bunny stuffed toy given to her by Jungkook when she was still a baby. “Tokki!” Lily squealed before running and failing to climb back up on the bed. “Untew Kookie, Tokki and Lily bunny!” She tattled excitedly, using the nickname Jungkook has given her while pointing to herself, fully expecting her confused father to understand. 

“JK is dropping her off at daycare and picking her up,” you started explaining. “He hasn’t seen her in a while and wanted to take her to the zoo after.”

“She’s your daughter, Seokjin. She has your height,” you rolled your eyes at him. “If she’s not, my brother will figure it out.” 

“Is she tall enough for the zoo?” Seokjin asked, confusion etched on his face.

Seokjin got up from the bed and scooped his daughter up, extending his other hand for you to take. “Let’s start the day already, yeah? We want to make sure you and Uncle Kookie are both well fed before you leave.” 

You smiled to yourself as you followed your husband out of the bedroom.

Three years into the marriage, you found yourselves in the groove of family life, with a pint-sized sidekick stealing the spotlight. Mornings evolved into a tag-team spectacle, featuring breakfast skirmishes and a toddler tornado leaving a trail of toy mayhem. In the middle of it all, Seokjin somehow managed to squeeze in his pre-work routine, a feat you marveled at. Lucky for you, the work flexibility of an entrepreneur worked in your favor, after starting your own Home Fragrance business. The evenings however, were a comedy show, featuring attempts at gourmet-dinners-for-toddler prepared by your husband, that usually ended in hilarious situations. From the routine of bedtime stories and lullabies, you realized that your love story had expanded to include a tiny co-author. The house reverberated with laughter, baby babble, and admittedly finding moments for each other became a tad challenging. That’s why you tried hard to cherish every minute of cuddling before both of you drifted into a deep slumber at night.

Seokjin reveled in the luxurious embrace of deep slumber the night before, relishing the fact that today was Wednesday. Unlike other days, Wednesday granted him the rare reprieve from the bustling restaurant scene, allowing him to bypass the early morning alarm ritual. However, this particular Wednesday marked a first – his daughter wouldn't be at home for a good few hours. Since the beginning of the week, she had started attending daycare.

With your pint-sized ball of energy safely picked up by Jungkook and taken to daycare, you found yourselves in an uncharted territory – a quiet, toddler-free home on a random afternoon. The sudden absence of toy-induced chaos left the air surprisingly serene. Rather than basking in the newfound peace, boredom set in faster than you could say "peek-a-boo." 

Glancing at each other, you exchanged grins and embarked on a mission to reclaim the living room from the toy minefield. Seokjin groaned like an old man as he picked up the last piece of toy off the living room carpet before chucking it in the basket - a small Princess Peach figure that may not be appropriate for a two year-old at the moment. “That’s the last of it!” 

Without the usual background sound of tiny giggles and babbles, the house felt oddly still. Determined to make the most of your mini hiatus, Seokjin turned the music up and launched into an impromptu dance party, pulling you along and busting out with some questionable dance moves.

Your face started hurting from so much laughter, feeling more like the past versions of yourselves again– Seokjin and YN, young, carefree, and in love. Always been in love. 

You both fell on the couch, entangled with each other in an embrace and almost out of breath from your mean dance moves and endless laughter. 

“What are we doing next?” You asked, chest heaving, trying to catch your breath. “Jenga?” 

“Yah… Do you want Lily to choke on those?” 

“Okay, no. Scratch that…” 

“Halli Galli,” Seokjin grinned before catching the corner of his bottom lip between his teeth. 

“We can’t play a drinking game!” 

Seokjin shifted and lied down on the couch, bringing you along, making you land on top of him. “I didn't  mean Halli Galli…” He dropped his voice a few octaves lower in a suggestive manner, while skillful hands started slowly kneading your ass, “I meant Halli Galli.”

You gasped, lightly slapping your husband’s chest at the suggestion. “In broad daylight?”

Seokjin’s hands traveled up underneath your shirt, skimming along the skin of your lower back. “We have four hours.”   

•••

Grabbing the vibrant bell and scattering the deck of fruity cards with a mischievous grin, Seokjin geared up for an unusual round of Halli Galli that you "invented" as a couple. With a sly wink and a confident smirk, he slumped down on the carpeted floor, right in front of you, and set the stage for a duel of lightning-quick reflexes, where every ring of the bell meant a sweet taste of victory for one and a piece of clothing less for the other. 

“You think you’re so smart,” you squinted at your husband who obviously has the advantage, as the undefeated king of Halli Galli in your friend group. 

“I’m playing fair and square, honey,” he smirked while giving you a once over. “You’re the one who’s not.” 

“What do you mean?” You quirked an eyebrow at him. 

“I’m still in my pajamas. You have more clothes on than I do.” 

“Whatever, Seokjin…” 

“Yeah, right. Whatever,” he snickered. “I’m gonna get you naked in under ten minutes,” he rubbed his palms excitedly while letting out a squeal that’s meant to push your buttons.   

“Okay, wait, wait…” You clasped your hands around his and made him look you in the eye. “Let’s take this up a notch then.”

“Ooooh…” Seokjin’s eyes shimmered in amusement. “I love how competitive you are.”

“No staring and no touching until all the cards are cleared out.” Your smile widened when you felt your husband swallow thickly. “You get turned on, you lose. Got it?” 

“Deal.” 

With a collective deep breath and teasing looks, the one on one game officially commenced. Seokjin drew the first card and the race to spot a matching set of 5 began, fingers hovering anxiously over the cards.

3 bananas

2 plums

1 lime

2 bananas

1 strawberry

4 strawberries

DING!!! 

Seokjin’s infectious laughter rang out, infused with a teasing tone, completely in contrast with a groan you let out for missing the bell. “Take it off! Take it off!” He chanted while repeatedly hitting the bell. 

You made a show of slowly lifting up your shirt and discarding it over your head, exposing a flattering lacy piece of black strapless material that perfectly hugged your breasts. “Like what you see?”  

“Not looking!” Seokjin quickly denied it, but the deep shade of pink adorning the tips of his ears said otherwise. Oh, your poor ‘boobs man’ husband. 

You started the second round. 

2 limes

3 strawberries

1 banana

3 plums

2 strawberries

2 bananas

5 plums

DING!!!

“Nooooooo!!!!!” You whined in frustration when Seokjin beat you to the bell again. “Why did I agree to this? I will never win against you.” 

“Because you enjoy giving me a strip tease.” Seokjin snorted. 

“Or you enjoy seeing me strip, that’s why you always suggest this!” 

“What are–” 

Seokjin’s words got caught up in his throat when you wiggled your way out of your jeans, revealing a lacy pair of panties that matched your bra, leaving almost nothing to the imagination. He sure has seen you in all your glory through the years of your marriage, but the soft natural light streaming in from the window had this way of making your skin glow, giving you a subtle, effortless radiance. He was momentarily out of it and so he didn’t notice when you came closer to plant a sweet kiss on his lips.

“You're drooling.” You took advantage of your husband's dazed state and drew a new card. 

2 strawberries

1 lime

3 plums

4 bananas

1 banana

DING!!!

You screamed in excitement when you got the bell first before Seokjin did. “I got you!” You quickly skipped over the deck of cards to your husband, fiddling with the first button of his blue pajama top, “Strip, strip, strip, strip!” 

“Yah, what are you doing?” Seokjin burst out laughing at your eagerness, the excitement from winning against him too obvious. “Are you taking my clothes off for me?”

“Can I?” You gave him the puppy eyes that work on him all the damn time.

“Absolutely not,” he said sternly, making you pout. “Sit your pretty ass back down, love.” You scoffed before making a show of slowly crawling back to the other side of the cards in all fours, showing off your ass at him. Seokjin felt his cock twitch. “Fucking hell, YN,” he muttered under his breath, earning a giggle from you. “You know I’m gonna get you topless on the next round, right?” 

Your snarky remark didn’t make it out of your lips when you turned to look at Seokjin who’s already removed his pajama top, leaving him in a white low-neck sleeveless undershirt. His broad chest commanded attention, like a sculpted landscape that exuded strength. Of all the things you love about your husband, funny how a simple show of muscles beneath taut skin seemed to drive you absolutely insane that you had to press your thighs together, already feeling the wetness pool between your legs. As his shirt dipped down, revealing a teasing glimpse of his exposed clavicle, your eyes zeroed in on a small beauty mark just below his left collarbone.   

Seokjin noticed your subtle movement, feeling his mouth turn paper-dry. He has been internally battling against himself since the first round and there’s nothing he wanted more than to fuck you stupid on the floor right at that moment. But he knew all this teasing would be well worth it in the end. “Well…?” 

“And if I get you topless on the next round?” You challenged, tilting your head at him.

Holding your gaze, Seokjin drew a card. 

3 bananas

1 plum

2 limes

1 banana

5 strawberries 

DING!!! 

“Yeah!!!!” Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding-ding-ding-dingggg! Seokjin hit the bell repeatedly in victory before standing up, closing his eyes, and throwing his hands up in the air, imagining a roar of applause in his head like an athlete who just scored a life-changing goal. 

“You look like you just scored a goal,” you stood up, crossing your arms, feigning annoyance. 

“The goal is to get you naked, you know,” he winked, throwing two finger guns your way. It’s so Seokjin of him and you couldn’t help but playfully roll your eyes and let out a laugh. 

“Is that so?” You sauntered towards your husband, letting a mischievous grin dance on your lips. The air was charged with a sultry energy as you approached, and you couldn't resist a subtle hip sway that turned the simple act of walking into teasing. 

You could see the curiosity spark in his eyes, and as you reached him, you couldn't resist playfully twirling a loose strand of hair around your finger and a quick lip bite, before running the same finger along his clavicle, down the length of his torso. Seokjin’s Adam’s apple bobbed up and down, making it obvious that your subtle movement already had an effect on him. The corner of your lips turned up into a knowing smile when your eyes landed on a very prominent outline on his pajama bottoms.  

You’re no better. Had Seokjin not been distracted by this little teasing show you’re trying to pull off, it would be difficult for you to hide the arousal that was soaking through your panties. You were gushing, and aching, desperate for his touch and you don’t know how long you could keep all this act up. 

You slowly pushed him back on the couch and he landed with a soft bounce as soon as the back of his knees hit the edge of the cushion. 

“You said no touching?”

“I changed my mind,” you gasped the moment the words slipped out of your mouth, not expecting to be pulled down by the waist, knees landing on either side of Seokjin’s hips. 

Seokjin tugged on your hips and helped you properly straddle him, immediately feeling the dampness of your core against his growing erection. “Shit, you’re already wet and we haven’t even done anything yet.” He wrapped one arm around you tighter and used his free hand to tuck your hair behind your ear. “Have I been neglecting you?” His voice came out strained in an airy whisper, worry and guilt pooling his eyes. He let his eyes roam freely on your beautiful face. Your silence screamed volumes, telling him everything he needed to know.

“Fuck,” he raked his fingers from the side of your nape up through your hair, giving it a light tug and exposing your neck. “I have,” the sensation of his warm breath hitting your sensitive skin sent goosebumps down your spine. Your eyes automatically shut and your jaw fell open when your husband started leaving wet trails of kisses up your neck, nipping on your sweet spot just behind the ear. “I’m sorry, baby,” he licked a long stripe up your throat, “I have no excuse,” and captured your mouth in a mind-numbing kiss, tongue expertly swirling, exploring and eliciting moans from you.  

You broke the kiss after what seemed like forever to catch your breath, only to plant your knees firmly on the couch and aggressively tug on Seokjin’s tanktop. “Take this off,” you demanded. Seokjin obliged and discarded his tanktop, throwing it haphazardly on the floor before letting his head fall back on the headrest of the couch, staring up at you— lips swollen, cheeks flushed, and hair disheveled. 

You ran your tongue across your lips before dipping your head down and attacking his neck with soft kisses, paying attention to the little beauty mark on his collarbone. You continued nipping at his soft skin, while your other hand made its way up to his ear, lightly rubbing his earlobe between your fingertips, making him close his eyes and groan in pleasure. “I told you I’m the one getting you topless on the next round,” you whispered followed by a flirty giggle. 

“Cheater,” Seokjin chuckled, eyes still closed. “You’re using my weakness against me.”

“Damn right, I am,” you bit back, slowly grinding your hips to feel his painfully hard manhood. “Mmm… you’re so hard right now, baby.” You gasped when you felt your bra loosen away from your body, almost missing the way Seokjin had swiftly unclasped it and threw it out of your sight with one hand. 

“Now, we’re even,” he sat up and quickly gathered your hands behind your back, holding them down with one hand while the other started fondling your right boob. “God, I love these tits so much,” he captured the other one in his mouth, tonguing your nipple while mimicking the movement with his thumb on the other one. 

You arched your back, writhed and moaned in pleasure, almost positive that you’re gushing through your panties and soaking through your husband’s pajama bottoms as well, “Fuck, Jinnie…” Your pussy clenched at nothing, desperate to be touched. “Baby, touch me, please.” 

“Shhh…” Seokjin splayed his hands on your back pulling you closer again, while peppering your chest and neck with kisses. “I’ll take care of you, hmn? I got you…” Pushing your panties to the side, he ran his middle finger along your sopping slit. “I’m gonna make you feel good, baby…” He went in with two fingers, slowly pumping them in and out of you while putting pressure on your clit with his thumb. 

You whimpered in pleasure as your husband curled his fingers repeatedly, reaching that soft spongy spot that made your knees weak. “Jin, baby, I need you inside me,” you cried out, hands reaching out to tug on Seokjin’s arms. 

Without a word, Seokjin slipped his fingers out of you and stood up from the couch, aiding you in the process. He stepped out of his pajamas and pre-cum-stained boxers and helped you in removing your panties as well. 

You clawed at his shoulders, pulling him back for a hot searing kiss, in anticipation of being fucked stupid on the couch, only to be caught by surprise when Seokjin turned you around and pushed you against the porcelain console table, meeting your reflection against the huge wall mirror head on. 

Seokjin tugged on your hips, bending you over and before you realized what’s happening, he’s already thrusting into you with a deep groan, pushing you forward on the console table, making the decorative trinkets and scented candles rattle by the force. 

Your legs shook trying to take in the pain and the pleasure combined as Seokjin relentlessly fucked you; your head hung low, your hands clasping and unclasping against nothing as you tried to ground yourself. You’re a moaning and whimpering mess. Your skin covered with a sheen of sweat, your hair disheveled, and your skin blotchy with blooming purple marks from your husband’s earlier assault. You felt him gently grab your jaw and directed you to look in the mirror. 

“Eyes on me,” he whispered against your ear. Seokjin’s thick eyebrows were furrowed, his skin also glistened with sweat, and his ears and neck were flushed red. You both stared at each other in the mirror, letting the sound of skin slapping against skin and your moans and groans of pleasure speak for yourselves for a good few seconds.  

“I’m close, baby…” you whined, feeling the tightness on your lower belly. 

“Yeah?” Seokjin snaked one arm around you, propping you up while fondling your breasts, and brought his free hand between your legs, rubbing circles on your clit. “Do you like that, baby? Does it feel good?” Seokjin asked, intently watching you fall apart in his arms. Your head fell back on his shoulder as you moaned out your answer and he took the sweet opportunity to nip at your shoulder.

“Fuck, Seokjiiiinnn…” 

Your beautiful sound turned him on even more, and his pace became more sloppy and erratic, a telltale sign that he’s also close to cumming.

“That’s it, baby,” Seokjin whispered in your ear. “I love you so much. You’re doing so good.” 

Tears started prickling your eyes, an unbidden response to the overwhelming surge of emotion that gripped you in that moment. A sudden jolt of pleasure snapped the tightening knot you felt on your lower belly free, and Seokjin fucked you through waves of euphoric bliss, until he’s stilling his hips and painting your walls white with his own release. 

It took him a good few seconds before pulling out of you and catching his breath, but the first thing he did was take you in his arms and capture your lips into a sweet kiss. “I love you,” he rested his forehead against yours. “I’m sorry I haven’t been around.” 

“But you are around…” you reached up and ran your thumb against his cheek. 

“I should have paid more attention to you,” he pouted. 

“It’s okay, as long as Lily’s the only other girl hogging all your attention.” 

“Of course!” Seokjin dipped his head and started kissing down your neck, “...unless you give me another daughter, you know.” 

You yelped in surprise when your husband picked you up bridal-style and made his way up to your bedroom. 

“Seokjin!”

“I’m not done with you yet.”

•••

“We’re home!” Jungkook’s booming voice echoed around the house a mere thirty minutes after Seokjin finished cleaning up in the living room, and you went on to start preparing for lunch. “Stay right here, Lily bunny,” he sat your daughter down on the carpeted floor and took a bulky interactive felt book out of her little backpack. “What did we learn in school?”

“Foots!” She proudly smiled up at her uncle while pointing at felt cutouts of fruits with googly eyes from her book. 

“Good job, bunbun!” Jungkook softly pinched his niece’s little nose, which made the little one sneeze. 

You rounded the corner from the kitchen at the same time that Seokjin made his way downstairs with a change of clothes for your daughter.

“Stay for lunch; I’m making suyuk.” You know your younger brother won’t be able to say no to pork belly. 

“Taehyung also brought some pa kimchi from Mom the other day. It would be so good with suyuk.” Seokjin added. 

“Oh damn, yeah. That would be delicious.” Jungkook nodded. “By the way, Yoongi hyung called and–” 

“Bananas! Bananas!” Lily squealed excitedly, holding up a single Halli Galli card that Seokjin missed while cleaning up. 

“Yah…” Jungkook took the card from Lily and paused for a moment, cogwheels turning in his head. Seokjin pressed his lips together trying hard not to burst out laughing. You, on the other hand, looked mortified, silently praying for the ground to crack open and swallow you up whole. “Did you two play Halli Galli while I took Lily out?” 

Silence. 

Jungkook groaned. “You filthy animals!”

Seokjin gave in and launched into his infectious squeaky laugh, tagging you and your brother along.

The sexy Halli Galli game may have reached its boisterous and delightful climax for the day, but the love and intimacy exchanged between you and Seokjin would forever linger in your shared little home.

•••

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[68/547] — until we meet again, jungkook ♡

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HALLI GALLI KING (KSJ | Moonstruck Bonus Chapter)

Pairing: Seokjin x Fem. Reader (Married Couple)

Warnings: SMUT!!!! (Don't let the cute banner fool you!), Toddler Talk, Food Talk

Genre: Mature, Fluff, Minor Angst

WC: 3.9k

This is a bonus chapter of the Moonstruck series, but can be read alone. However, I highly suggest you read the whole series if you want to meet the most comforting Seokjin character (thank you for saying this, @ahundredtimesover); and if you want to feel all warm and fuzzy from the relationship between them and their extensive and chaotic friend group.

NOT PROOFREAD, SO DON'T COME AT ME.

•••

Seokjin was jolted awake with a grunt by the energetic antics of his two-year-old daughter. With a diaper-cushioned bottom, Lily landed squarely on his stomach, accompanied by the joyful sound of her squeal resonating throughout the room.

“Daddy, wet’s go!” Lily crawled on top of him as her little fingers attempted to reach for his face. 

Cracking open his eyelids, he was greeted by the sight of mini pigtails and chubby cheeks right in front of his still-blurry vision. Two little fingers were on a mission, attempting to sneak into his mouth. Before he could fully grasp the situation, a hint of your light perfume tickled his nose as you leaned in to rescue him from the toddler takeover.

“Say ‘good morning, daddy’ and give him a kiss, bubs.” Your melodious voice came through, enough to make him internally smile. 

“Goo mowing daddy.” A tiny voice followed before a wet sloppy smooch landed on his left cheek.

“Good morning, baby,” He smothered her chubby cheeks with kisses, triggering a chorus of delightful screams. With a playful gesture, he signaled for you to join the cuddle party, arms wide open for a little morning family cuddle. 

“I don’t know what you want to have for breakfast but I cut up some fruits and I’m thawing out the waffles.”

“Don’t worry about me, honey,” he mumbled before planting a kiss on your nose. “Are we going somewhere? Why is she dressed up this early?”

“Daddy, wet’s go!” Lily piped up again, seemingly understanding what his dad just said. 

“Where are we going, bubs?”

Instead of answering him, Lily crawled off the bed and waddled towards a pile of plushies on the other side of the room, picking up a well-loved bunny stuffed toy given to her by Jungkook when she was still a baby. “Tokki!” Lily squealed before running and failing to climb back up on the bed. “Untew Kookie, Tokki and Lily bunny!” She tattled excitedly, using the nickname Jungkook has given her while pointing to herself, fully expecting her confused father to understand. 

“JK is dropping her off at daycare and picking her up,” you started explaining. “He hasn’t seen her in a while and wanted to take her to the zoo after.”

“Is she tall enough for the zoo?” Seokjin asked, confusion etched on his face.

“She’s your daughter, Seokjin. She has your height,” you rolled your eyes at him. “If she’s not, my brother will figure it out.” 

Seokjin got up from the bed and scooped his daughter up, extending his other hand for you to take. “Let’s start the day already, yeah? We want to make sure you and Uncle Kookie are both well fed before you leave.” 

You smiled to yourself as you followed your husband out of the bedroom.

Three years into the marriage, you found yourselves in the groove of family life, with a pint-sized sidekick stealing the spotlight. Mornings evolved into a tag-team spectacle, featuring breakfast skirmishes and a toddler tornado leaving a trail of toy mayhem. In the middle of it all, Seokjin somehow managed to squeeze in his pre-work routine, a feat you marveled at. Lucky for you, the work flexibility of an entrepreneur worked in your favor, after starting your own Home Fragrance business. The evenings however, were a comedy show, featuring attempts at gourmet-dinners-for-toddler prepared by your husband, that usually ended in hilarious situations. From the routine of bedtime stories and lullabies, you realized that your love story had expanded to include a tiny co-author. The house reverberated with laughter, baby babble, and admittedly finding moments for each other became a tad challenging. That’s why you tried hard to cherish every minute of cuddling before both of you drifted into a deep slumber at night.

Seokjin reveled in the luxurious embrace of deep slumber the night before, relishing the fact that today was Wednesday. Unlike other days, Wednesday granted him the rare reprieve from the bustling restaurant scene, allowing him to bypass the early morning alarm ritual. However, this particular Wednesday marked a first – his daughter wouldn't be at home for a good few hours. Since the beginning of the week, she had started attending daycare.

With your pint-sized ball of energy safely picked up by Jungkook and taken to daycare, you found yourselves in an uncharted territory – a quiet, toddler-free home on a random afternoon. The sudden absence of toy-induced chaos left the air surprisingly serene. Rather than basking in the newfound peace, boredom set in faster than you could say "peek-a-boo." 

Glancing at each other, you exchanged grins and embarked on a mission to reclaim the living room from the toy minefield. Seokjin groaned like an old man as he picked up the last piece of toy off the living room carpet before chucking it in the basket - a small Princess Peach figure that may not be appropriate for a two year-old at the moment. “That’s the last of it!” 

Without the usual background sound of tiny giggles and babbles, the house felt oddly still. Determined to make the most of your mini hiatus, Seokjin turned the music up and launched into an impromptu dance party, pulling you along and busting out with some questionable dance moves.

Your face started hurting from so much laughter, feeling more like the past versions of yourselves again– Seokjin and YN, young, carefree, and in love. Always been in love. 

You both fell on the couch, entangled with each other in an embrace and almost out of breath from your mean dance moves and endless laughter. 

“What are we doing next?” You asked, chest heaving, trying to catch your breath. “Jenga?” 

“Yah… Do you want Lily to choke on those?” 

“Okay, no. Scratch that…” 

“Halli Galli,” Seokjin grinned before catching the corner of his bottom lip between his teeth. 

“We can’t play a drinking game!” 

Seokjin shifted and lied down on the couch, bringing you along, making you land on top of him. “I didn't  mean Halli Galli…” He dropped his voice a few octaves lower in a suggestive manner, while skillful hands started slowly kneading your ass, “I meant Halli Galli.”

You gasped, lightly slapping your husband’s chest at the suggestion. “In broad daylight?”

Seokjin’s hands traveled up underneath your shirt, skimming along the skin of your lower back. “We have four hours.”   

•••

Grabbing the vibrant bell and scattering the deck of fruity cards with a mischievous grin, Seokjin geared up for an unusual round of Halli Galli that you "invented" as a couple. With a sly wink and a confident smirk, he slumped down on the carpeted floor, right in front of you, and set the stage for a duel of lightning-quick reflexes, where every ring of the bell meant a sweet taste of victory for one and a piece of clothing less for the other. 

“You think you’re so smart,” you squinted at your husband who obviously has the advantage, as the undefeated king of Halli Galli in your friend group. 

“I’m playing fair and square, honey,” he smirked while giving you a once over. “You’re the one who’s not.” 

“What do you mean?” You quirked an eyebrow at him. 

“I’m still in my pajamas. You have more clothes on than I do.” 

“Whatever, Seokjin…” 

“Yeah, right. Whatever,” he snickered. “I’m gonna get you naked in under ten minutes,” he rubbed his palms excitedly while letting out a squeal that’s meant to push your buttons.   

“Okay, wait, wait…” You clasped your hands around his and made him look you in the eye. “Let’s take this up a notch then.”

“Ooooh…” Seokjin’s eyes shimmered in amusement. “I love how competitive you are.”

“No staring and no touching until all the cards are cleared out.” Your smile widened when you felt your husband swallow thickly. “You get turned on, you lose. Got it?” 

“Deal.” 

With a collective deep breath and teasing looks, the one on one game officially commenced. Seokjin drew the first card and the race to spot a matching set of 5 began, fingers hovering anxiously over the cards.

3 bananas

2 plums

1 lime

2 bananas

1 strawberry

4 strawberries

DING!!! 

Seokjin’s infectious laughter rang out, infused with a teasing tone, completely in contrast with a groan you let out for missing the bell. “Take it off! Take it off!” He chanted while repeatedly hitting the bell. 

You made a show of slowly lifting up your shirt and discarding it over your head, exposing a flattering lacy piece of black strapless material that perfectly hugged your breasts. “Like what you see?”  

“Not looking!” Seokjin quickly denied it, but the deep shade of pink adorning the tips of his ears said otherwise. Oh, your poor ‘boobs man’ husband. 

You started the second round. 

2 limes

3 strawberries

1 banana

3 plums

2 strawberries

2 bananas

5 plums

DING!!!

“Nooooooo!!!!!” You whined in frustration when Seokjin beat you to the bell again. “Why did I agree to this? I will never win against you.” 

“Because you enjoy giving me a strip tease.” Seokjin snorted. 

“Or you enjoy seeing me strip, that’s why you always suggest this!” 

“What are–” 

Seokjin’s words got caught up in his throat when you wiggled your way out of your jeans, revealing a lacy pair of panties that matched your bra, leaving almost nothing to the imagination. He sure has seen you in all your glory through the years of your marriage, but the soft natural light streaming in from the window had this way of making your skin glow, giving you a subtle, effortless radiance. He was momentarily out of it and so he didn’t notice when you came closer to plant a sweet kiss on his lips.

“You're drooling.” You took advantage of your husband's dazed state and drew a new card. 

2 strawberries

1 lime

3 plums

4 bananas

1 banana

DING!!!

You screamed in excitement when you got the bell first before Seokjin did. “I got you!” You quickly skipped over the deck of cards to your husband, fiddling with the first button of his blue pajama top, “Strip, strip, strip, strip!” 

“Yah, what are you doing?” Seokjin burst out laughing at your eagerness, the excitement from winning against him too obvious. “Are you taking my clothes off for me?”

“Can I?” You gave him the puppy eyes that work on him all the damn time.

“Absolutely not,” he said sternly, making you pout. “Sit your pretty ass back down, love.” You scoffed before making a show of slowly crawling back to the other side of the cards in all fours, showing off your ass at him. Seokjin felt his cock twitch. “Fucking hell, YN,” he muttered under his breath, earning a giggle from you. “You know I’m gonna get you topless on the next round, right?” 

Your snarky remark didn’t make it out of your lips when you turned to look at Seokjin who’s already removed his pajama top, leaving him in a white low-neck sleeveless undershirt. His broad chest commanded attention, like a sculpted landscape that exuded strength. Of all the things you love about your husband, funny how a simple show of muscles beneath taut skin seemed to drive you absolutely insane that you had to press your thighs together, already feeling the wetness pool between your legs. As his shirt dipped down, revealing a teasing glimpse of his exposed clavicle, your eyes zeroed in on a small beauty mark just below his left collarbone.   

Seokjin noticed your subtle movement, feeling his mouth turn paper-dry. He has been internally battling against himself since the first round and there’s nothing he wanted more than to fuck you stupid on the floor right at that moment. But he knew all this teasing would be well worth it in the end. “Well…?” 

“And if I get you topless on the next round?” You challenged, tilting your head at him.

Holding your gaze, Seokjin drew a card. 

3 bananas

1 plum

2 limes

1 banana

5 strawberries 

DING!!! 

“Yeah!!!!” Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding-ding-ding-dingggg! Seokjin hit the bell repeatedly in victory before standing up, closing his eyes, and throwing his hands up in the air, imagining a roar of applause in his head like an athlete who just scored a life-changing goal. 

“You look like you just scored a goal,” you stood up, crossing your arms, feigning annoyance. 

“The goal is to get you naked, you know,” he winked, throwing two finger guns your way. It’s so Seokjin of him and you couldn’t help but playfully roll your eyes and let out a laugh. 

“Is that so?” You sauntered towards your husband, letting a mischievous grin dance on your lips. The air was charged with a sultry energy as you approached, and you couldn't resist a subtle hip sway that turned the simple act of walking into teasing. 

You could see the curiosity spark in his eyes, and as you reached him, you couldn't resist playfully twirling a loose strand of hair around your finger and a quick lip bite, before running the same finger along his clavicle, down the length of his torso. Seokjin’s Adam’s apple bobbed up and down, making it obvious that your subtle movement already had an effect on him. The corner of your lips turned up into a knowing smile when your eyes landed on a very prominent outline on his pajama bottoms.  

You’re no better. Had Seokjin not been distracted by this little teasing show you’re trying to pull off, it would be difficult for you to hide the arousal that was soaking through your panties. You were gushing, and aching, desperate for his touch and you don’t know how long you could keep all this act up. 

You slowly pushed him back on the couch and he landed with a soft bounce as soon as the back of his knees hit the edge of the cushion. 

“You said no touching?”

“I changed my mind,” you gasped the moment the words slipped out of your mouth, not expecting to be pulled down by the waist, knees landing on either side of Seokjin’s hips. 

Seokjin tugged on your hips and helped you properly straddle him, immediately feeling the dampness of your core against his growing erection. “Shit, you’re already wet and we haven’t even done anything yet.” He wrapped one arm around you tighter and used his free hand to tuck your hair behind your ear. “Have I been neglecting you?” His voice came out strained in an airy whisper, worry and guilt pooling his eyes. He let his eyes roam freely on your beautiful face. Your silence screamed volumes, telling him everything he needed to know.

“Fuck,” he raked his fingers from the side of your nape up through your hair, giving it a light tug and exposing your neck. “I have,” the sensation of his warm breath hitting your sensitive skin sent goosebumps down your spine. Your eyes automatically shut and your jaw fell open when your husband started leaving wet trails of kisses up your neck, nipping on your sweet spot just behind the ear. “I’m sorry, baby,” he licked a long stripe up your throat, “I have no excuse,” and captured your mouth in a mind-numbing kiss, tongue expertly swirling, exploring and eliciting moans from you.  

You broke the kiss after what seemed like forever to catch your breath, only to plant your knees firmly on the couch and aggressively tug on Seokjin’s tanktop. “Take this off,” you demanded. Seokjin obliged and discarded his tanktop, throwing it haphazardly on the floor before letting his head fall back on the headrest of the couch, staring up at you— lips swollen, cheeks flushed, and hair disheveled. 

You ran your tongue across your lips before dipping your head down and attacking his neck with soft kisses, paying attention to the little beauty mark on his collarbone. You continued nipping at his soft skin, while your other hand made its way up to his ear, lightly rubbing his earlobe between your fingertips, making him close his eyes and groan in pleasure. “I told you I’m the one getting you topless on the next round,” you whispered followed by a flirty giggle. 

“Cheater,” Seokjin chuckled, eyes still closed. “You’re using my weakness against me.”

“Damn right, I am,” you bit back, slowly grinding your hips to feel his painfully hard manhood. “Mmm… you’re so hard right now, baby.” You gasped when you felt your bra loosen away from your body, almost missing the way Seokjin had swiftly unclasped it and threw it out of your sight with one hand. 

“Now, we’re even,” he sat up and quickly gathered your hands behind your back, holding them down with one hand while the other started fondling your right boob. “God, I love these tits so much,” he captured the other one in his mouth, tonguing your nipple while mimicking the movement with his thumb on the other one. 

You arched your back, writhed and moaned in pleasure, almost positive that you’re gushing through your panties and soaking through your husband’s pajama bottoms as well, “Fuck, Jinnie…” Your pussy clenched at nothing, desperate to be touched. “Baby, touch me, please.” 

“Shhh…” Seokjin splayed his hands on your back pulling you closer again, while peppering your neck with kisses. “I’ll take care of you, hmn? I got you…” Pushing your panties to the side, he ran his middle finger along your sopping slit. “I’m gonna make you feel good, baby…” He went in with two fingers, slowly pumping them in and out of you while putting pressure on your clit with his thumb. 

You whimpered in pleasure as your husband curled his fingers repeatedly, reaching that soft spongy spot that made your knees weak. “Jin, baby, I need you inside me,” you cried out, hands reaching out to tug on Seokjin’s arms. 

Without a word, Seokjin slipped his fingers out of you and stood up from the couch, aiding you in the process. He stepped out of his pajamas and pre-cum-stained boxers and helped you in removing your panties as well. 

You clawed at his shoulders, pulling him back for a hot searing kiss, in anticipation of being fucked stupid on the couch, only to be caught by surprise when Seokjin turned you around and pushed you against the porcelain console table, meeting your reflection against the huge wall mirror head on. 

Seokjin tugged on your hips, bending you over and before you realized what’s happening, he’s already thrusting into you with a deep groan, pushing you forward on the console table, making the decorative trinkets and scented candles rattle by the force. 

Your legs shook trying to take in the pain and the pleasure combined as Seokjin relentlessly fucked you; your head hung low, your hands clasping and unclasping against nothing as you tried to ground yourself. You’re a moaning and whimpering mess. Your skin covered with a sheen of sweat, your hair disheveled, and your skin blotchy with blooming purple marks from your husband’s earlier assault. You felt him gently grab your jaw and directed you to look in the mirror. 

“Eyes on me,” he whispered against your ear. Seokjin’s thick eyebrows were furrowed, his skin also glistened with sweat, and his ears and neck were flushed red. You both stared at each other in the mirror, letting the sound of skin slapping against skin and your moans and groans of pleasure speak for yourselves for a good few seconds.  

“I’m close, baby…” you whined, feeling the tightness on your lower belly. 

“Yeah?” Seokjin snaked one arm around you, propping you up while fondling your breasts, and brought his free hand between your legs, rubbing circles on your clit. “Do you like that, baby? Does it feel good?” Seokjin asked, intently watching you fall apart in his arms. Your head fell back on his shoulder as you moaned out your answer and he took the sweet opportunity to nip at your shoulder.

“Fuck, Seokjiiiinnn…” 

Your beautiful sound turned him on even more, and his pace became more sloppy and erratic, a telltale sign that he’s also close to cumming.

“That’s it, baby,” Seokjin whispered in your ear. “I love you so much. You’re doing so good.” 

Tears started prickling your eyes, an unbidden response to the overwhelming surge of emotion that gripped you in that moment. A sudden jolt of pleasure snapped the tightening knot you felt on your lower belly free, and Seokjin fucked you through waves of euphoric bliss, until he’s stilling his hips and painting your walls white with his own release. 

It took him a good few seconds before pulling out of you and catching his breath, but the first thing he did was take you in his arms and capture your lips into a sweet kiss. “I love you,” he rested his forehead against yours. “I’m sorry I haven’t been around.” 

“But you are around…” you reached up and ran your thumb against his cheek. 

“I should have paid more attention to you,” he pouted. 

“It’s okay, as long as Lily’s the only other girl hogging all your attention.” 

“Of course!” Seokjin dipped his head and started kissing down your neck, “...unless you give me another daughter, you know.” 

You yelped in surprise when your husband picked you up bridal-style and made his way down to your bedroom. 

•••

“We’re home!” Jungkook’s booming voice echoed around the house a mere thirty minutes after Seokjin finished cleaning up in the living room, and you went on to start preparing for lunch. “Stay right here, Lily bunny,” he sat your daughter down on the carpeted floor and took a bulky interactive felt book out of her little backpack. “What did we learn in school?”

“Foots!” She proudly smiled up at her uncle while pointing at felt cutouts of fruits with googly eyes from her book. 

“Good job, bunbun!” Jungkook softly pinched his niece’s little nose, which made the little one sneeze. 

You rounded the corner from the kitchen at the same time that Seokjin made his way downstairs with a change of clothes for your daughter.

“Stay for lunch; I’m making suyuk.” You know your younger brother won’t be able to say no to pork belly. 

“Taehyung also brought some pa kimchi from Mom the other day. It would be so good with suyuk.” Seokjin added. 

“Oh damn, yeah. That would be delicious.” Jungkook nodded. “By the way, Yoongi hyung called and–” 

“Bananas! Bananas!” Lily squealed excitedly, holding up a single Halli Galli card that Seokjin missed while cleaning up. 

“Yah…” Jungkook took the card from Lily and paused for a moment, cogwheels turning in his head. Seokjin pressed his lips together trying hard not to burst out laughing. You, on the other hand, looked mortified, silently praying for the ground to crack open and swallow you up whole. “Did you two play Halli Galli while I took Lily out?” 

Silence. 

Jungkook groaned. “You filthy animals!”

Seokjin gave in and launched into his infectious squeaky laugh, tagging you and your brother along.

The sexy Halli Galli game may have reached its boisterous and delightful climax for the day, but the love and intimacy exchanged between you and Seokjin would forever linger in your shared little home. •••

SERIES TAGLIST:  @bts-reveries @tan-dulset @persphonesorchid @joonjoonsmiles @jayhope88 @thatbangtanjagiya @anaceciliaxr @justinetingball @halesandy @yoongleskitten @onemanbandarmi @juju-227592 @ephyra1230 @somelazysundays @ygbubs @timelessruins @teamtardis-notdead @sugakookies0613 @pinkseokchim @taestefully-in-luv PERMANENT TAGLIST: @jinsquishes @persphonesorchid @thatbangtanjagiya @taestefully-in-luv @pamzn @wrmnssoul @ygbubs @halesandy @jayhope88 @bnagtanx1306 @busanbby-jjk @babycandy111

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HALLI GALLI KING (KSJ | Moonstruck Bonus Chapter)

Pairing: Seokjin x Fem. Reader (Married Couple)

Warnings: SMUT!!!! (Don't let the cute banner fool you!), Toddler Talk, Food Talk

Genre: Mature, Fluff, Minor Angst

WC: 3.9k

This is a bonus chapter of the Moonstruck series, but can be read alone. However, I highly suggest you read the whole series if you want to meet the most comforting Seokjin character (thank you for saying this, @ahundredtimesover); and if you want to feel all warm and fuzzy from the relationship between them and their extensive and chaotic friend group.

NOT PROOFREAD, SO DON'T COME AT ME.

•••

Seokjin was jolted awake with a grunt by the energetic antics of his two-year-old daughter. With a diaper-cushioned bottom, Lily landed squarely on his stomach, accompanied by the joyful sound of her squeal resonating throughout the room.

“Daddy, wet’s go!” Lily crawled on top of him as her little fingers attempted to reach for his face. 

Cracking open his eyelids, he was greeted by the sight of mini pigtails and chubby cheeks right in front of his still-blurry vision. Two little fingers were on a mission, attempting to sneak into his mouth. Before he could fully grasp the situation, a hint of your light perfume tickled his nose as you leaned in to rescue him from the toddler takeover.

“Say ‘good morning, daddy’ and give him a kiss, bubs.” Your melodious voice came through, enough to make him internally smile. 

“Goo mowing daddy.” A tiny voice followed before a wet sloppy smooch landed on his left cheek.

“Good morning, baby,” He smothered her chubby cheeks with kisses, triggering a chorus of delightful screams. With a playful gesture, he signaled for you to join the cuddle party, arms wide open for a little morning family cuddle. 

“I don’t know what you want to have for breakfast but I cut up some fruits and I’m thawing out the waffles.”

“Don’t worry about me, honey,” he mumbled before planting a kiss on your nose. “Are we going somewhere? Why is she dressed up this early?”

“Daddy, wet’s go!” Lily piped up again, seemingly understanding what his dad just said. 

“Where are we going, bubs?”

Instead of answering him, Lily crawled off the bed and waddled towards a pile of plushies on the other side of the room, picking up a well-loved bunny stuffed toy given to her by Jungkook when she was still a baby. “Tokki!” Lily squealed before running and failing to climb back up on the bed. “Untew Kookie, Tokki and Lily bunny!” She tattled excitedly, using the nickname Jungkook has given her while pointing to herself, fully expecting her confused father to understand. 

“JK is dropping her off at daycare and picking her up,” you started explaining. “He hasn’t seen her in a while and wanted to take her to the zoo after.”

“Is she tall enough for the zoo?” Seokjin asked, confusion etched on his face.

“She’s your daughter, Seokjin. She has your height,” you rolled your eyes at him. “If she’s not, my brother will figure it out.” 

Seokjin got up from the bed and scooped his daughter up, extending his other hand for you to take. “Let’s start the day already, yeah? We want to make sure you and Uncle Kookie are both well fed before you leave.” 

You smiled to yourself as you followed your husband out of the bedroom.

Three years into the marriage, you found yourselves in the groove of family life, with a pint-sized sidekick stealing the spotlight. Mornings evolved into a tag-team spectacle, featuring breakfast skirmishes and a toddler tornado leaving a trail of toy mayhem. In the middle of it all, Seokjin somehow managed to squeeze in his pre-work routine, a feat you marveled at. Lucky for you, the work flexibility of an entrepreneur worked in your favor, after starting your own Home Fragrance business. The evenings however, were a comedy show, featuring attempts at gourmet-dinners-for-toddler prepared by your husband, that usually ended in hilarious situations. From the routine of bedtime stories and lullabies, you realized that your love story had expanded to include a tiny co-author. The house reverberated with laughter, baby babble, and admittedly finding moments for each other became a tad challenging. That’s why you tried hard to cherish every minute of cuddling before both of you drifted into a deep slumber at night.

Seokjin reveled in the luxurious embrace of deep slumber the night before, relishing the fact that today was Wednesday. Unlike other days, Wednesday granted him the rare reprieve from the bustling restaurant scene, allowing him to bypass the early morning alarm ritual. However, this particular Wednesday marked a first – his daughter wouldn't be at home for a good few hours. Since the beginning of the week, she had started attending daycare.

With your pint-sized ball of energy safely picked up by Jungkook and taken to daycare, you found yourselves in an uncharted territory – a quiet, toddler-free home on a random afternoon. The sudden absence of toy-induced chaos left the air surprisingly serene. Rather than basking in the newfound peace, boredom set in faster than you could say "peek-a-boo." 

Glancing at each other, you exchanged grins and embarked on a mission to reclaim the living room from the toy minefield. Seokjin groaned like an old man as he picked up the last piece of toy off the living room carpet before chucking it in the basket - a small Princess Peach figure that may not be appropriate for a two year-old at the moment. “That’s the last of it!” 

Without the usual background sound of tiny giggles and babbles, the house felt oddly still. Determined to make the most of your mini hiatus, Seokjin turned the music up and launched into an impromptu dance party, pulling you along and busting out with some questionable dance moves.

Your face started hurting from so much laughter, feeling more like the past versions of yourselves again– Seokjin and YN, young, carefree, and in love. Always been in love. 

You both fell on the couch, entangled with each other in an embrace and almost out of breath from your mean dance moves and endless laughter. 

“What are we doing next?” You asked, chest heaving, trying to catch your breath. “Jenga?” 

“Yah… Do you want Lily to choke on those?” 

“Okay, no. Scratch that…” 

“Halli Galli,” Seokjin grinned before catching the corner of his bottom lip between his teeth. 

“We can’t play a drinking game!” 

Seokjin shifted and lied down on the couch, bringing you along, making you land on top of him. “I didn't  mean Halli Galli…” He dropped his voice a few octaves lower in a suggestive manner, while skillful hands started slowly kneading your ass, “I meant Halli Galli.”

You gasped, lightly slapping your husband’s chest at the suggestion. “In broad daylight?”

Seokjin’s hands traveled up underneath your shirt, skimming along the skin of your lower back. “We have four hours.”   

•••

Grabbing the vibrant bell and scattering the deck of fruity cards with a mischievous grin, Seokjin geared up for an unusual round of Halli Galli that you "invented" as a couple. With a sly wink and a confident smirk, he slumped down on the carpeted floor, right in front of you, and set the stage for a duel of lightning-quick reflexes, where every ring of the bell meant a sweet taste of victory for one and a piece of clothing less for the other. 

“You think you’re so smart,” you squinted at your husband who obviously has the advantage, as the undefeated king of Halli Galli in your friend group. 

“I’m playing fair and square, honey,” he smirked while giving you a once over. “You’re the one who’s not.” 

“What do you mean?” You quirked an eyebrow at him. 

“I’m still in my pajamas. You have more clothes on than I do.” 

“Whatever, Seokjin…” 

“Yeah, right. Whatever,” he snickered. “I’m gonna get you naked in under ten minutes,” he rubbed his palms excitedly while letting out a squeal that’s meant to push your buttons.   

“Okay, wait, wait…” You clasped your hands around his and made him look you in the eye. “Let’s take this up a notch then.”

“Ooooh…” Seokjin’s eyes shimmered in amusement. “I love how competitive you are.”

“No staring and no touching until all the cards are cleared out.” Your smile widened when you felt your husband swallow thickly. “You get turned on, you lose. Got it?” 

“Deal.” 

With a collective deep breath and teasing looks, the one on one game officially commenced. Seokjin drew the first card and the race to spot a matching set of 5 began, fingers hovering anxiously over the cards.

3 bananas

2 plums

1 lime

2 bananas

1 strawberry

4 strawberries

DING!!! 

Seokjin’s infectious laughter rang out, infused with a teasing tone, completely in contrast with a groan you let out for missing the bell. “Take it off! Take it off!” He chanted while repeatedly hitting the bell. 

You made a show of slowly lifting up your shirt and discarding it over your head, exposing a flattering lacy piece of black strapless material that perfectly hugged your breasts. “Like what you see?”  

“Not looking!” Seokjin quickly denied it, but the deep shade of pink adorning the tips of his ears said otherwise. Oh, your poor ‘boobs man’ husband. 

You started the second round. 

2 limes

3 strawberries

1 banana

3 plums

2 strawberries

2 bananas

5 plums

DING!!!

“Nooooooo!!!!!” You whined in frustration when Seokjin beat you to the bell again. “Why did I agree to this? I will never win against you.” 

“Because you enjoy giving me a strip tease.” Seokjin snorted. 

“Or you enjoy seeing me strip, that’s why you always suggest this!” 

“What are–” 

Seokjin’s words got caught up in his throat when you wiggled your way out of your jeans, revealing a lacy pair of panties that matched your bra, leaving almost nothing to the imagination. He sure has seen you in all your glory through the years of your marriage, but the soft natural light streaming in from the window had this way of making your skin glow, giving you a subtle, effortless radiance. He was momentarily out of it and so he didn’t notice when you came closer to plant a sweet kiss on his lips.

“You're drooling.” You took advantage of your husband's dazed state and drew a new card. 

2 strawberries

1 lime

3 plums

4 bananas

1 banana

DING!!!

You screamed in excitement when you got the bell first before Seokjin did. “I got you!” You quickly skipped over the deck of cards to your husband, fiddling with the first button of his blue pajama top, “Strip, strip, strip, strip!” 

“Yah, what are you doing?” Seokjin burst out laughing at your eagerness, the excitement from winning against him too obvious. “Are you taking my clothes off for me?”

“Can I?” You gave him the puppy eyes that work on him all the damn time.

“Absolutely not,” he said sternly, making you pout. “Sit your pretty ass back down, love.” You scoffed before making a show of slowly crawling back to the other side of the cards in all fours, showing off your ass at him. Seokjin felt his cock twitch. “Fucking hell, YN,” he muttered under his breath, earning a giggle from you. “You know I’m gonna get you topless on the next round, right?” 

Your snarky remark didn’t make it out of your lips when you turned to look at Seokjin who’s already removed his pajama top, leaving him in a white low-neck sleeveless undershirt. His broad chest commanded attention, like a sculpted landscape that exuded strength. Of all the things you love about your husband, funny how a simple show of muscles beneath taut skin seemed to drive you absolutely insane that you had to press your thighs together, already feeling the wetness pool between your legs. As his shirt dipped down, revealing a teasing glimpse of his exposed clavicle, your eyes zeroed in on a small beauty mark just below his left collarbone.   

Seokjin noticed your subtle movement, feeling his mouth turn paper-dry. He has been internally battling against himself since the first round and there’s nothing he wanted more than to fuck you stupid on the floor right at that moment. But he knew all this teasing would be well worth it in the end. “Well…?” 

“And if I get you topless on the next round?” You challenged, tilting your head at him.

Holding your gaze, Seokjin drew a card. 

3 bananas

1 plum

2 limes

1 banana

5 strawberries 

DING!!! 

“Yeah!!!!” Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding-ding-ding-dingggg! Seokjin hit the bell repeatedly in victory before standing up, closing his eyes, and throwing his hands up in the air, imagining a roar of applause in his head like an athlete who just scored a life-changing goal. 

“You look like you just scored a goal,” you stood up, crossing your arms, feigning annoyance. 

“The goal is to get you naked, you know,” he winked, throwing two finger guns your way. It’s so Seokjin of him and you couldn’t help but playfully roll your eyes and let out a laugh. 

“Is that so?” You sauntered towards your husband, letting a mischievous grin dance on your lips. The air was charged with a sultry energy as you approached, and you couldn't resist a subtle hip sway that turned the simple act of walking into teasing. 

You could see the curiosity spark in his eyes, and as you reached him, you couldn't resist playfully twirling a loose strand of hair around your finger and a quick lip bite, before running the same finger along his clavicle, down the length of his torso. Seokjin’s Adam’s apple bobbed up and down, making it obvious that your subtle movement already had an effect on him. The corner of your lips turned up into a knowing smile when your eyes landed on a very prominent outline on his pajama bottoms.  

You’re no better. Had Seokjin not been distracted by this little teasing show you’re trying to pull off, it would be difficult for you to hide the arousal that was soaking through your panties. You were gushing, and aching, desperate for his touch and you don’t know how long you could keep all this act up. 

You slowly pushed him back on the couch and he landed with a soft bounce as soon as the back of his knees hit the edge of the cushion. 

“You said no touching?”

“I changed my mind,” you gasped the moment the words slipped out of your mouth, not expecting to be pulled down by the waist, knees landing on either side of Seokjin’s hips. 

Seokjin tugged on your hips and helped you properly straddle him, immediately feeling the dampness of your core against his growing erection. “Shit, you’re already wet and we haven’t even done anything yet.” He wrapped one arm around you tighter and used his free hand to tuck your hair behind your ear. “Have I been neglecting you?” His voice came out strained in an airy whisper, worry and guilt pooling his eyes. He let his eyes roam freely on your beautiful face. Your silence screamed volumes, telling him everything he needed to know.

“Fuck,” he raked his fingers from the side of your nape up through your hair, giving it a light tug and exposing your neck. “I have,” the sensation of his warm breath hitting your sensitive skin sent goosebumps down your spine. Your eyes automatically shut and your jaw fell open when your husband started leaving wet trails of kisses up your neck, nipping on your sweet spot just behind the ear. “I’m sorry, baby,” he licked a long stripe up your throat, “I have no excuse,” and captured your mouth in a mind-numbing kiss, tongue expertly swirling, exploring and eliciting moans from you.  

You broke the kiss after what seemed like forever to catch your breath, only to plant your knees firmly on the couch and aggressively tug on Seokjin’s tanktop. “Take this off,” you demanded. Seokjin obliged and discarded his tanktop, throwing it haphazardly on the floor before letting his head fall back on the headrest of the couch, staring up at you— lips swollen, cheeks flushed, and hair disheveled. 

You ran your tongue across your lips before dipping your head down and attacking his neck with soft kisses, paying attention to the little beauty mark on his collarbone. You continued nipping at his soft skin, while your other hand made its way up to his ear, lightly rubbing his earlobe between your fingertips, making him close his eyes and groan in pleasure. “I told you I’m the one getting you topless on the next round,” you whispered followed by a flirty giggle. 

“Cheater,” Seokjin chuckled, eyes still closed. “You’re using my weakness against me.”

“Damn right, I am,” you bit back, slowly grinding your hips to feel his painfully hard manhood. “Mmm… you’re so hard right now, baby.” You gasped when you felt your bra loosen away from your body, almost missing the way Seokjin had swiftly unclasped it and threw it out of your sight with one hand. 

“Now, we’re even,” he sat up and quickly gathered your hands behind your back, holding them down with one hand while the other started fondling your right boob. “God, I love these tits so much,” he captured the other one in his mouth, tonguing your nipple while mimicking the movement with his thumb on the other one. 

You arched your back, writhed and moaned in pleasure, almost positive that you’re gushing through your panties and soaking through your husband’s pajama bottoms as well, “Fuck, Jinnie…” Your pussy clenched at nothing, desperate to be touched. “Baby, touch me, please.” 

“Shhh…” Seokjin splayed his hands on your back pulling you closer again, while peppering your neck with kisses. “I’ll take care of you, hmn? I got you…” Pushing your panties to the side, he ran his middle finger along your sopping slit. “I’m gonna make you feel good, baby…” He went in with two fingers, slowly pumping them in and out of you while putting pressure on your clit with his thumb. 

You whimpered in pleasure as your husband curled his fingers repeatedly, reaching that soft spongy spot that made your knees weak. “Jin, baby, I need you inside me,” you cried out, hands reaching out to tug on Seokjin’s arms. 

Without a word, Seokjin slipped his fingers out of you and stood up from the couch, aiding you in the process. He stepped out of his pajamas and pre-cum-stained boxers and helped you in removing your panties as well. 

You clawed at his shoulders, pulling him back for a hot searing kiss, in anticipation of being fucked stupid on the couch, only to be caught by surprise when Seokjin turned you around and pushed you against the porcelain console table, meeting your reflection against the huge wall mirror head on. 

Seokjin tugged on your hips, bending you over and before you realized what’s happening, he’s already thrusting into you with a deep groan, pushing you forward on the console table, making the decorative trinkets and scented candles rattle by the force. 

Your legs shook trying to take in the pain and the pleasure combined as Seokjin relentlessly fucked you; your head hung low, your hands clasping and unclasping against nothing as you tried to ground yourself. You’re a moaning and whimpering mess. Your skin covered with a sheen of sweat, your hair disheveled, and your skin blotchy with blooming purple marks from your husband’s earlier assault. You felt him gently grab your jaw and directed you to look in the mirror. 

“Eyes on me,” he whispered against your ear. Seokjin’s thick eyebrows were furrowed, his skin also glistened with sweat, and his ears and neck were flushed red. You both stared at each other in the mirror, letting the sound of skin slapping against skin and your moans and groans of pleasure speak for yourselves for a good few seconds.  

“I’m close, baby…” you whined, feeling the tightness on your lower belly. 

“Yeah?” Seokjin snaked one arm around you, propping you up while fondling your breasts, and brought his free hand between your legs, rubbing circles on your clit. “Do you like that, baby? Does it feel good?” Seokjin asked, intently watching you fall apart in his arms. Your head fell back on his shoulder as you moaned out your answer and he took the sweet opportunity to nip at your shoulder.

“Fuck, Seokjiiiinnn…” 

Your beautiful sound turned him on even more, and his pace became more sloppy and erratic, a telltale sign that he’s also close to cumming.

“That’s it, baby,” Seokjin whispered in your ear. “I love you so much. You’re doing so good.” 

Tears started prickling your eyes, an unbidden response to the overwhelming surge of emotion that gripped you in that moment. A sudden jolt of pleasure snapped the tightening knot you felt on your lower belly free, and Seokjin fucked you through waves of euphoric bliss, until he’s stilling his hips and painting your walls white with his own release. 

It took him a good few seconds before pulling out of you and catching his breath, but the first thing he did was take you in his arms and capture your lips into a sweet kiss. “I love you,” he rested his forehead against yours. “I’m sorry I haven’t been around.” 

“But you are around…” you reached up and ran your thumb against his cheek. 

“I should have paid more attention to you,” he pouted. 

“It’s okay, as long as Lily’s the only other girl hogging all your attention.” 

“Of course!” Seokjin dipped his head and started kissing down your neck, “...unless you give me another daughter, you know.” 

You yelped in surprise when your husband picked you up bridal-style and made his way down to your bedroom. 

•••

“We’re home!” Jungkook’s booming voice echoed around the house a mere thirty minutes after Seokjin finished cleaning up in the living room, and you went on to start preparing for lunch. “Stay right here, Lily bunny,” he sat your daughter down on the carpeted floor and took a bulky interactive felt book out of her little backpack. “What did we learn in school?”

“Foots!” She proudly smiled up at her uncle while pointing at felt cutouts of fruits with googly eyes from her book. 

“Good job, bunbun!” Jungkook softly pinched his niece’s little nose, which made the little one sneeze. 

You rounded the corner from the kitchen at the same time that Seokjin made his way downstairs with a change of clothes for your daughter.

“Stay for lunch; I’m making suyuk.” You know your younger brother won’t be able to say no to pork belly. 

“Taehyung also brought some pa kimchi from Mom the other day. It would be so good with suyuk.” Seokjin added. 

“Oh damn, yeah. That would be delicious.” Jungkook nodded. “By the way, Yoongi hyung called and–” 

“Bananas! Bananas!” Lily squealed excitedly, holding up a single Halli Galli card that Seokjin missed while cleaning up. 

“Yah…” Jungkook took the card from Lily and paused for a moment, cogwheels turning in his head. Seokjin pressed his lips together trying hard not to burst out laughing. You, on the other hand, looked mortified, silently praying for the ground to crack open and swallow you up whole. “Did you two play Halli Galli while I took Lily out?” 

Silence. 

Jungkook groaned. “You filthy animals!”

Seokjin gave in and launched into his infectious squeaky laugh, tagging you and your brother along.

The sexy Halli Galli game may have reached its boisterous and delightful climax for the day, but the love and intimacy exchanged between you and Seokjin would forever linger in your shared little home. •••

SERIES TAGLIST:  @bts-reveries @tan-dulset @persphonesorchid @joonjoonsmiles @jayhope88 @thatbangtanjagiya @anaceciliaxr @justinetingball @halesandy @yoongleskitten @onemanbandarmi @juju-227592 @ephyra1230 @somelazysundays @ygbubs @timelessruins @teamtardis-notdead @sugakookies0613 @pinkseokchim @taestefully-in-luv PERMANENT TAGLIST: @jinsquishes @persphonesorchid @thatbangtanjagiya @taestefully-in-luv @pamzn @wrmnssoul @ygbubs @halesandy @jayhope88 @bnagtanx1306 @busanbby-jjk @babycandy111

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CALVIN KLEIN spring 2024 campaign behind the scenes with JUNGKOOK

[67/547] — until we meet again, jungkook ♡

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HALLI GALLI KING (KSJ | Moonstruck Bonus Chapter)

Pairing: Seokjin x Fem. Reader (Married Couple)

Warnings: SMUT!!!! (Don't let the cute banner fool you!), Toddler Talk, Food Talk

Genre: Mature, Fluff, Minor Angst

WC: 3.9k

This is a bonus chapter of the Moonstruck series, but can be read alone. However, I highly suggest you read the whole series if you want to meet the most comforting Seokjin character (thank you for saying this, @ahundredtimesover); and if you want to feel all warm and fuzzy from the relationship between them and their extensive and chaotic friend group.

NOT PROOFREAD, SO DON'T COME AT ME.

•••

Seokjin was jolted awake with a grunt by the energetic antics of his two-year-old daughter. With a diaper-cushioned bottom, Lily landed squarely on his stomach, accompanied by the joyful sound of her squeal resonating throughout the room.

“Daddy, wet’s go!” Lily crawled on top of him as her little fingers attempted to reach for his face. 

Cracking open his eyelids, he was greeted by the sight of mini pigtails and chubby cheeks right in front of his still-blurry vision. Two little fingers were on a mission, attempting to sneak into his mouth. Before he could fully grasp the situation, a hint of your light perfume tickled his nose as you leaned in to rescue him from the toddler takeover.

“Say ‘good morning, daddy’ and give him a kiss, bubs.” Your melodious voice came through, enough to make him internally smile. 

“Goo mowing daddy.” A tiny voice followed before a wet sloppy smooch landed on his left cheek.

“Good morning, baby,” He smothered her chubby cheeks with kisses, triggering a chorus of delightful screams. With a playful gesture, he signaled for you to join the cuddle party, arms wide open for a little morning family cuddle. 

“I don’t know what you want to have for breakfast but I cut up some fruits and I’m thawing out the waffles.”

“Don’t worry about me, honey,” he mumbled before planting a kiss on your nose. “Are we going somewhere? Why is she dressed up this early?”

“Daddy, wet’s go!” Lily piped up again, seemingly understanding what his dad just said. 

“Where are we going, bubs?”

Instead of answering him, Lily crawled off the bed and waddled towards a pile of plushies on the other side of the room, picking up a well-loved bunny stuffed toy given to her by Jungkook when she was still a baby. “Tokki!” Lily squealed before running and failing to climb back up on the bed. “Untew Kookie, Tokki and Lily bunny!” She tattled excitedly, using the nickname Jungkook has given her while pointing to herself, fully expecting her confused father to understand. 

“JK is dropping her off at daycare and picking her up,” you started explaining. “He hasn’t seen her in a while and wanted to take her to the zoo after.”

“Is she tall enough for the zoo?” Seokjin asked, confusion etched on his face.

“She’s your daughter, Seokjin. She has your height,” you rolled your eyes at him. “If she’s not, my brother will figure it out.” 

Seokjin got up from the bed and scooped his daughter up, extending his other hand for you to take. “Let’s start the day already, yeah? We want to make sure you and Uncle Kookie are both well fed before you leave.” 

You smiled to yourself as you followed your husband out of the bedroom.

Three years into the marriage, you found yourselves in the groove of family life, with a pint-sized sidekick stealing the spotlight. Mornings evolved into a tag-team spectacle, featuring breakfast skirmishes and a toddler tornado leaving a trail of toy mayhem. In the middle of it all, Seokjin somehow managed to squeeze in his pre-work routine, a feat you marveled at. Lucky for you, the work flexibility of an entrepreneur worked in your favor, after starting your own Home Fragrance business. The evenings however, were a comedy show, featuring attempts at gourmet-dinners-for-toddler prepared by your husband, that usually ended in hilarious situations. From the routine of bedtime stories and lullabies, you realized that your love story had expanded to include a tiny co-author. The house reverberated with laughter, baby babble, and admittedly finding moments for each other became a tad challenging. That’s why you tried hard to cherish every minute of cuddling before both of you drifted into a deep slumber at night.

Seokjin reveled in the luxurious embrace of deep slumber the night before, relishing the fact that today was Wednesday. Unlike other days, Wednesday granted him the rare reprieve from the bustling restaurant scene, allowing him to bypass the early morning alarm ritual. However, this particular Wednesday marked a first – his daughter wouldn't be at home for a good few hours. Since the beginning of the week, she had started attending daycare.

With your pint-sized ball of energy safely picked up by Jungkook and taken to daycare, you found yourselves in an uncharted territory – a quiet, toddler-free home on a random afternoon. The sudden absence of toy-induced chaos left the air surprisingly serene. Rather than basking in the newfound peace, boredom set in faster than you could say "peek-a-boo." 

Glancing at each other, you exchanged grins and embarked on a mission to reclaim the living room from the toy minefield. Seokjin groaned like an old man as he picked up the last piece of toy off the living room carpet before chucking it in the basket - a small Princess Peach figure that may not be appropriate for a two year-old at the moment. “That’s the last of it!” 

Without the usual background sound of tiny giggles and babbles, the house felt oddly still. Determined to make the most of your mini hiatus, Seokjin turned the music up and launched into an impromptu dance party, pulling you along and busting out with some questionable dance moves.

Your face started hurting from so much laughter, feeling more like the past versions of yourselves again– Seokjin and YN, young, carefree, and in love. Always been in love. 

You both fell on the couch, entangled with each other in an embrace and almost out of breath from your mean dance moves and endless laughter. 

“What are we doing next?” You asked, chest heaving, trying to catch your breath. “Jenga?” 

“Yah… Do you want Lily to choke on those?” 

“Okay, no. Scratch that…” 

“Halli Galli,” Seokjin grinned before catching the corner of his bottom lip between his teeth. 

“We can’t play a drinking game!” 

Seokjin shifted and lied down on the couch, bringing you along, making you land on top of him. “I didn't  mean Halli Galli…” He dropped his voice a few octaves lower in a suggestive manner, while skillful hands started slowly kneading your ass, “I meant Halli Galli.”

You gasped, lightly slapping your husband’s chest at the suggestion. “In broad daylight?”

Seokjin’s hands traveled up underneath your shirt, skimming along the skin of your lower back. “We have four hours.”   

•••

Grabbing the vibrant bell and scattering the deck of fruity cards with a mischievous grin, Seokjin geared up for an unusual round of Halli Galli that you "invented" as a couple. With a sly wink and a confident smirk, he slumped down on the carpeted floor, right in front of you, and set the stage for a duel of lightning-quick reflexes, where every ring of the bell meant a sweet taste of victory for one and a piece of clothing less for the other. 

“You think you’re so smart,” you squinted at your husband who obviously has the advantage, as the undefeated king of Halli Galli in your friend group. 

“I’m playing fair and square, honey,” he smirked while giving you a once over. “You’re the one who’s not.” 

“What do you mean?” You quirked an eyebrow at him. 

“I’m still in my pajamas. You have more clothes on than I do.” 

“Whatever, Seokjin…” 

“Yeah, right. Whatever,” he snickered. “I’m gonna get you naked in under ten minutes,” he rubbed his palms excitedly while letting out a squeal that’s meant to push your buttons.   

“Okay, wait, wait…” You clasped your hands around his and made him look you in the eye. “Let’s take this up a notch then.”

“Ooooh…” Seokjin’s eyes shimmered in amusement. “I love how competitive you are.”

“No staring and no touching until all the cards are cleared out.” Your smile widened when you felt your husband swallow thickly. “You get turned on, you lose. Got it?” 

“Deal.” 

With a collective deep breath and teasing looks, the one on one game officially commenced. Seokjin drew the first card and the race to spot a matching set of 5 began, fingers hovering anxiously over the cards.

3 bananas

2 plums

1 lime

2 bananas

1 strawberry

4 strawberries

DING!!! 

Seokjin’s infectious laughter rang out, infused with a teasing tone, completely in contrast with a groan you let out for missing the bell. “Take it off! Take it off!” He chanted while repeatedly hitting the bell. 

You made a show of slowly lifting up your shirt and discarding it over your head, exposing a flattering lacy piece of black strapless material that perfectly hugged your breasts. “Like what you see?”  

“Not looking!” Seokjin quickly denied it, but the deep shade of pink adorning the tips of his ears said otherwise. Oh, your poor ‘boobs man’ husband. 

You started the second round. 

2 limes

3 strawberries

1 banana

3 plums

2 strawberries

2 bananas

5 plums

DING!!!

“Nooooooo!!!!!” You whined in frustration when Seokjin beat you to the bell again. “Why did I agree to this? I will never win against you.” 

“Because you enjoy giving me a strip tease.” Seokjin snorted. 

“Or you enjoy seeing me strip, that’s why you always suggest this!” 

“What are–” 

Seokjin’s words got caught up in his throat when you wiggled your way out of your jeans, revealing a lacy pair of panties that matched your bra, leaving almost nothing to the imagination. He sure has seen you in all your glory through the years of your marriage, but the soft natural light streaming in from the window had this way of making your skin glow, giving you a subtle, effortless radiance. He was momentarily out of it and so he didn’t notice when you came closer to plant a sweet kiss on his lips.

“You're drooling.” You took advantage of your husband's dazed state and drew a new card. 

2 strawberries

1 lime

3 plums

4 bananas

1 banana

DING!!!

You screamed in excitement when you got the bell first before Seokjin did. “I got you!” You quickly skipped over the deck of cards to your husband, fiddling with the first button of his blue pajama top, “Strip, strip, strip, strip!” 

“Yah, what are you doing?” Seokjin burst out laughing at your eagerness, the excitement from winning against him too obvious. “Are you taking my clothes off for me?”

“Can I?” You gave him the puppy eyes that work on him all the damn time.

“Absolutely not,” he said sternly, making you pout. “Sit your pretty ass back down, love.” You scoffed before making a show of slowly crawling back to the other side of the cards in all fours, showing off your ass at him. Seokjin felt his cock twitch. “Fucking hell, YN,” he muttered under his breath, earning a giggle from you. “You know I’m gonna get you topless on the next round, right?” 

Your snarky remark didn’t make it out of your lips when you turned to look at Seokjin who’s already removed his pajama top, leaving him in a white low-neck sleeveless undershirt. His broad chest commanded attention, like a sculpted landscape that exuded strength. Of all the things you love about your husband, funny how a simple show of muscles beneath taut skin seemed to drive you absolutely insane that you had to press your thighs together, already feeling the wetness pool between your legs. As his shirt dipped down, revealing a teasing glimpse of his exposed clavicle, your eyes zeroed in on a small beauty mark just below his left collarbone.   

Seokjin noticed your subtle movement, feeling his mouth turn paper-dry. He has been internally battling against himself since the first round and there��s nothing he wanted more than to fuck you stupid on the floor right at that moment. But he knew all this teasing would be well worth it in the end. “Well…?” 

“And if I get you topless on the next round?” You challenged, tilting your head at him.

Holding your gaze, Seokjin drew a card. 

3 bananas

1 plum

2 limes

1 banana

5 strawberries 

DING!!! 

“Yeah!!!!” Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding-ding-ding-dingggg! Seokjin hit the bell repeatedly in victory before standing up, closing his eyes, and throwing his hands up in the air, imagining a roar of applause in his head like an athlete who just scored a life-changing goal. 

“You look like you just scored a goal,” you stood up, crossing your arms, feigning annoyance. 

“The goal is to get you naked, you know,” he winked, throwing two finger guns your way. It’s so Seokjin of him and you couldn’t help but playfully roll your eyes and let out a laugh. 

“Is that so?” You sauntered towards your husband, letting a mischievous grin dance on your lips. The air was charged with a sultry energy as you approached, and you couldn't resist a subtle hip sway that turned the simple act of walking into teasing. 

You could see the curiosity spark in his eyes, and as you reached him, you couldn't resist playfully twirling a loose strand of hair around your finger and a quick lip bite, before running the same finger along his clavicle, down the length of his torso. Seokjin’s Adam’s apple bobbed up and down, making it obvious that your subtle movement already had an effect on him. The corner of your lips turned up into a knowing smile when your eyes landed on a very prominent outline on his pajama bottoms.  

You’re no better. Had Seokjin not been distracted by this little teasing show you’re trying to pull off, it would be difficult for you to hide the arousal that was soaking through your panties. You were gushing, and aching, desperate for his touch and you don’t know how long you could keep all this act up. 

You slowly pushed him back on the couch and he landed with a soft bounce as soon as the back of his knees hit the edge of the cushion. 

“You said no touching?”

“I changed my mind,” you gasped the moment the words slipped out of your mouth, not expecting to be pulled down by the waist, knees landing on either side of Seokjin’s hips. 

Seokjin tugged on your hips and helped you properly straddle him, immediately feeling the dampness of your core against his growing erection. “Shit, you’re already wet and we haven’t even done anything yet.” He wrapped one arm around you tighter and used his free hand to tuck your hair behind your ear. “Have I been neglecting you?” His voice came out strained in an airy whisper, worry and guilt pooling his eyes. He let his eyes roam freely on your beautiful face. Your silence screamed volumes, telling him everything he needed to know.

“Fuck,” he raked his fingers from the side of your nape up through your hair, giving it a light tug and exposing your neck. “I have,” the sensation of his warm breath hitting your sensitive skin sent goosebumps down your spine. Your eyes automatically shut and your jaw fell open when your husband started leaving wet trails of kisses up your neck, nipping on your sweet spot just behind the ear. “I’m sorry, baby,” he licked a long stripe up your throat, “I have no excuse,” and captured your mouth in a mind-numbing kiss, tongue expertly swirling, exploring and eliciting moans from you.  

You broke the kiss after what seemed like forever to catch your breath, only to plant your knees firmly on the couch and aggressively tug on Seokjin’s tanktop. “Take this off,” you demanded. Seokjin obliged and discarded his tanktop, throwing it haphazardly on the floor before letting his head fall back on the headrest of the couch, staring up at you— lips swollen, cheeks flushed, and hair disheveled. 

You ran your tongue across your lips before dipping your head down and attacking his neck with soft kisses, paying attention to the little beauty mark on his collarbone. You continued nipping at his soft skin, while your other hand made its way up to his ear, lightly rubbing his earlobe between your fingertips, making him close his eyes and groan in pleasure. “I told you I’m the one getting you topless on the next round,” you whispered followed by a flirty giggle. 

“Cheater,” Seokjin chuckled, eyes still closed. “You’re using my weakness against me.”

“Damn right, I am,” you bit back, slowly grinding your hips to feel his painfully hard manhood. “Mmm… you’re so hard right now, baby.” You gasped when you felt your bra loosen away from your body, almost missing the way Seokjin had swiftly unclasped it and threw it out of your sight with one hand. 

“Now, we’re even,” he sat up and quickly gathered your hands behind your back, holding them down with one hand while the other started fondling your right boob. “God, I love these tits so much,” he captured the other one in his mouth, tonguing your nipple while mimicking the movement with his thumb on the other one. 

You arched your back, writhed and moaned in pleasure, almost positive that you’re gushing through your panties and soaking through your husband’s pajama bottoms as well, “Fuck, Jinnie…” Your pussy clenched at nothing, desperate to be touched. “Baby, touch me, please.” 

“Shhh…” Seokjin splayed his hands on your back pulling you closer again, while peppering your neck with kisses. “I’ll take care of you, hmn? I got you…” Pushing your panties to the side, he ran his middle finger along your sopping slit. “I’m gonna make you feel good, baby…” He went in with two fingers, slowly pumping them in and out of you while putting pressure on your clit with his thumb. 

You whimpered in pleasure as your husband curled his fingers repeatedly, reaching that soft spongy spot that made your knees weak. “Jin, baby, I need you inside me,” you cried out, hands reaching out to tug on Seokjin’s arms. 

Without a word, Seokjin slipped his fingers out of you and stood up from the couch, aiding you in the process. He stepped out of his pajamas and pre-cum-stained boxers and helped you in removing your panties as well. 

You clawed at his shoulders, pulling him back for a hot searing kiss, in anticipation of being fucked stupid on the couch, only to be caught by surprise when Seokjin turned you around and pushed you against the porcelain console table, meeting your reflection against the huge wall mirror head on. 

Seokjin tugged on your hips, bending you over and before you realized what’s happening, he’s already thrusting into you with a deep groan, pushing you forward on the console table, making the decorative trinkets and scented candles rattle by the force. 

Your legs shook trying to take in the pain and the pleasure combined as Seokjin relentlessly fucked you; your head hung low, your hands clasping and unclasping against nothing as you tried to ground yourself. You’re a moaning and whimpering mess. Your skin covered with a sheen of sweat, your hair disheveled, and your skin blotchy with blooming purple marks from your husband’s earlier assault. You felt him gently grab your jaw and directed you to look in the mirror. 

“Eyes on me,” he whispered against your ear. Seokjin’s thick eyebrows were furrowed, his skin also glistened with sweat, and his ears and neck were flushed red. You both stared at each other in the mirror, letting the sound of skin slapping against skin and your moans and groans of pleasure speak for yourselves for a good few seconds.  

“I’m close, baby…” you whined, feeling the tightness on your lower belly. 

“Yeah?” Seokjin snaked one arm around you, propping you up while fondling your breasts, and brought his free hand between your legs, rubbing circles on your clit. “Do you like that, baby? Does it feel good?” Seokjin asked, intently watching you fall apart in his arms. Your head fell back on his shoulder as you moaned out your answer and he took the sweet opportunity to nip at your shoulder.

“Fuck, Seokjiiiinnn…” 

Your beautiful sound turned him on even more, and his pace became more sloppy and erratic, a telltale sign that he’s also close to cumming.

“That’s it, baby,” Seokjin whispered in your ear. “I love you so much. You’re doing so good.” 

Tears started prickling your eyes, an unbidden response to the overwhelming surge of emotion that gripped you in that moment. A sudden jolt of pleasure snapped the tightening knot you felt on your lower belly free, and Seokjin fucked you through waves of euphoric bliss, until he’s stilling his hips and painting your walls white with his own release. 

It took him a good few seconds before pulling out of you and catching his breath, but the first thing he did was take you in his arms and capture your lips into a sweet kiss. “I love you,” he rested his forehead against yours. “I’m sorry I haven’t been around.” 

“But you are around…” you reached up and ran your thumb against his cheek. 

“I should have paid more attention to you,” he pouted. 

“It’s okay, as long as Lily’s the only other girl hogging all your attention.” 

“Of course!” Seokjin dipped his head and started kissing down your neck, “...unless you give me another daughter, you know.” 

You yelped in surprise when your husband picked you up bridal-style and made his way down to your bedroom. 

•••

“We’re home!” Jungkook’s booming voice echoed around the house a mere thirty minutes after Seokjin finished cleaning up in the living room, and you went on to start preparing for lunch. “Stay right here, Lily bunny,” he sat your daughter down on the carpeted floor and took a bulky interactive felt book out of her little backpack. “What did we learn in school?”

“Foots!” She proudly smiled up at her uncle while pointing at felt cutouts of fruits with googly eyes from her book. 

“Good job, bunbun!” Jungkook softly pinched his niece’s little nose, which made the little one sneeze. 

You rounded the corner from the kitchen at the same time that Seokjin made his way downstairs with a change of clothes for your daughter.

“Stay for lunch; I’m making suyuk.” You know your younger brother won’t be able to say no to pork belly. 

“Taehyung also brought some pa kimchi from Mom the other day. It would be so good with suyuk.” Seokjin added. 

“Oh damn, yeah. That would be delicious.” Jungkook nodded. “By the way, Yoongi hyung called and–” 

“Bananas! Bananas!” Lily squealed excitedly, holding up a single Halli Galli card that Seokjin missed while cleaning up. 

“Yah…” Jungkook took the card from Lily and paused for a moment, cogwheels turning in his head. Seokjin pressed his lips together trying hard not to burst out laughing. You, on the other hand, looked mortified, silently praying for the ground to crack open and swallow you up whole. “Did you two play Halli Galli while I took Lily out?” 

Silence. 

Jungkook groaned. “You filthy animals!”

Seokjin gave in and launched into his infectious squeaky laugh, tagging you and your brother along.

The sexy Halli Galli game may have reached its boisterous and delightful climax for the day, but the love and intimacy exchanged between you and Seokjin would forever linger in your shared little home. •••

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