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Happy Monday!!! I hope you’re week started well friend?? Different kind of question this week. Does Jumin have a signature scent? Like you just know they are around because you smell this?? ♥️

Ohhhhh Lea, i'm so far behind on your asks again :o HAPPY TUESDAY, FRIEND! the last weeks have been busy and now that i'm finally having a few days off i feel so... Light and good. Somehow. Anyways! To answer your question i'd like to write something short... I got the idea while a thunderstorm was raging (i kind of missed it though - because we went shopping that day- and luckily you don't get to see lightning inside a mall hehe - thank god because i get super anxious when there's one going on) and for the spoon Position i guess it depends on how we are feeling, afterall sometimes my strong hubby needs to lean onto somebody too.

<something something thunderstorm>

Dark clouds hung deep over the skyline of Seoul. The thunder growled in the distance and rain tapped against the window of one of the higher buildings. Inside a young couple slept in their shared bed. However one of them was awake. With one leg bent on the mattress, peaking out of the blanket, he cooled himself down. Jumin loved sharing his bed and his blanket with you, but on this sultry summer night the warmth that usually radiated from you was a little bit too warm for him.

At first you lied peacefully on his arm only a few inches away from his torso. When he saw the lightning and heard the storm coming nearer, he knew you were going to wake up eventually. Still unconcious, you rummaged around restlessly, quivering everytime a flash flickered in the night sky. Then, when the rolling thunder roared through the city, you woke up, sitting straight in bed with a racing heart. You rubbed your eyes quickly before looking out of the window. A few seconds passed and you didn't dare to breathe, when you realized what was going on. A thunderstorm... The mere thought of seeing the flashes of the lightning shook you to your core.

Jumin watched you with dark eyes, eventually he reached out for the small of your back, softly brushing over the shirt you wore.

"shhhh, it's ok, M, it's just a thunderstorm." He whispered into the darkness, that was only lit when a new thunderbolt flashed across the sky. "Breathe, M" You whimpered, when his hand stroked over your neck and landed on your shoulder. The weight of his hand brought you back to earth. He was there with you. You are safe, unless...

After all these years you still didn't know why you were so afraid of thundestorms, everytime one appeared you didn't dare to move, especially when you were alone at nighttime, and you could only fall back to sleep when it was long gone.

But right now, you weren't alone. His scent, his voice, his touch. Everything reminded you of him. And it calmed you down. Much to your relief his scent lingered everywhere in his bedroom, this light fragrance of luxurious sandalwood and cedar wood, his perfume. He didn't wear too much of it, because strong smells sometimes triggered his migraine, but it was always there.

You lied back down and snuggled into his chest, breathing in. Smelling him made your heart skip, this odor he carried around with him day by day, like a light breeze on a rainy autumn day. His skin felt so soft and cool against your own.

"you're safe with me, M." Jumin says with a raspy voice, pulling you closer to him. Eventually the young man kissed the crown of your hair whenever a new flash lit the room, whispering soothing words into your curly hair every now and then.

To calm you down he tried to even his breath, still brushing over your back, and after a small time you shivered under his touch, enjoying the feeling of the spreading goosebumps.

"Jumin?" You broke the silence after a while. The thunderstorm seemed to be long gone, you could still hear it growl far far away from your place and you felt safe, for now.

"hm?" He hummed, sounding like he was only half awake.

"i'm sorry i always get so anxious when there is a thunderstorm." You sighed and started drawing circles on his chest. His heartbeat raced for a few moments, but fell back into pace, after he got used to your warm touch.

"it's ok, M, don't worry about it my love."

"i'm glad i got you next to me."

"i know." He yawned and made efforts to change his position, you changed yours too, and not even a second after that you felt him right behind you again.

The dark haired man put his arms around you, pulling you closer to his body, his strong arms wrapped around you to keep you away from all harm.

"Jumin?" You asked again.

"hm?" Jumin moaned.

"I love you." You whispered and kissed his hand. Your fingers softly brushed over his arm.

"Thank you, I love you too, my dear, now sleep well." He pressed one last kiss into the small of your neck, before he finally fell asleep, his face nuzzled against your shoulders, lips pressed on your skin.

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It’s Thirsty Thursday! Hopefully your week is winding down?? Between you and Jumin who’s usually the one taking the lead?

Welcome to thirsty sunday!

Now there's some lemon/ nsfw content waiting for you under cut.

Now i am way way way behind on all your amazing questions! Please excuse me 😖 now it's time for me to answer them, Lea! Again thank you for doing this and i hope you have a great weekend with lots of time to relax! 💜✨

Now who's taking the lead in the bedroom???? Guess who!! i can assure you it's neither me nor you. It's a great gentleman with dark hair, grey eyes, who has quite the soft spot for a very special party coordinator�� sometimes he let's his significant other take the lead, too, but most of the time he wants to be in control and likes it.

When it comes to initiating the bed tango it would be both of you / us. Like.. i guess he could come to you / me anytime of the day, because... he just wants to be with you, and we all know we'd do the same. There's a good quote from Outlander that comes to my mind when i think about it:

"Does it ever stop? The wanting you?"... "Even when I've just left ye. I want you so much my chest feels tight and my fingers ache with wanting to touch ye again. 💜

Well then since we're speaking of initiating sex... I guess Jumin prefers to give oral sex, this guy loves to see you begging for him, while he's going on and on, working his magic with his tongue. It took him a while to adapt to it but he really grew fond of it.

For me... It's the same, i think i'd love to go down on him and see him moaning, maybe let him pull on my hair. (i never had sex it before so i guess i would be super nervous for the first times - just like him i think- after all he experienced not many good sexual encounters)

Hmmm as for the sex toys... I guess after getting used to each other you two / or us two would start experimenting. After all I guess it would spice things up a little and makes spending time with him even more adventurous. 👀

For the rewarding part... I'm not so sure about it... Because i wouldn't want it to be like this. He's been through much and to me it feels weird that Jumin gives his body to me or anybody else to reward somebody. It's okay if it would happen because both people are captured in the heat of the moment fo course. Hands wandering over the others body, exploring each other with their tongues and... Hdjshsja yes. That's. Better. :3

Anyways! Lea i hope you have a great day! (I'm repeating myself i know 😹😅) and anybody else who reads this too!!

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Happy Monday! ♥️ I hope your week is starting out well?? The question this week is provided by my dear friend 🐢 Anon who asked me this and I thought it was the sweetest question I wanted to know everyone’s answer to it!! “If you or Jumin had to be away for a few months, what would you give to the other as something to remember each other by?”

Hiya! Now i'm finally having a few moments to answer this one! I hope you're feeling fine and healthy! Don't forget to hydrate! Froggy Anon asked you a really good question 😻 and i wish my brain would be smarter sometimes

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But my brain immediately went: STONE. GIB JUMIN A STONE. When i saw your ask for the first time. It might be not just any stone but one we found ar the beach or something. (At least i hope i didn't give him any stone i just picked up from the streets- that would be uncool)

And then!! Luckily my other braincells had another plan. I thought it might be super sweet to hide little love letters in his bag before he goes on a trip, just small ones, but hidden at places you can't find them at first.

Maybe hidden in a pair of socks. Just a small note that says: "smooch >.<"

One stuffed into the pocket of his pants: "Enjoy your day, honey, i love you!"

Another put into a shirt pocket: "i miss you everyday, your kisses, your touch, your laughter, your voice... Everything about you!"

Yeah, i figured thats a cute thing to do. And since he's going away for a longer time it's also maybe a way to give me something in return: his love!!! I just want his L O V E . He probably smiled every time he found one of these stupid letters and sent me a message afterwards or a selfie :3 (hopefully he's smiling in his blurry selfie because isn't his smile just the most precious thing on earth???)

And by the time he comes back i just want to be squeezed by him >.< And i'd try to whisper something sweet in his ear, but because i'd be crying he doesn't understand me and neither do i. We just hug (and kiss) each other for a really long time, enjoying the feeling of us being together again.