Epilogue (+18)

Jungkook

I just got home from my usual monthly night out with the guys, stepping into a house filled with silence and darkness. It's unusual—normally, there's the sound of little feet running across the floor, Y/n's soft voice, or the hum of the TV in the background. Are they even home?

I walk down the hall and quietly peek into Jisu's room. There she is, curled up under her favorite blanket, her tiny chest rising and falling with each peaceful breath. A small smile tugs at my lips. Our little princess.

I make my way to our bedroom and push the door open. Y/n is sprawled across the bed like a sack of potatoes, her limbs heavy with exhaustion. I chuckle.

"Kook, you're home early," she murmurs, cracking one eye open. "Everything okay?"

"Of course. I just missed you guys," I say, toeing off my shoes. "But I guess I already missed my little princess..."

"Yeah, she passed out after an entire afternoon of jumping around at the play center." Y/n groans and stretches. "Luckily. But I'm dead too. Every muscle in my body feels like it's made of concrete."

I laugh, walking over to the bed. "Want me to massage you, Mommy?"

She turns her head to look at me, her lips curving into a tired smile. "Would you? You really are the perfect husband."

"Of course. Now, lose the clothes, doll. I'll grab the massage oil."

I step into the bathroom, quickly stripping off my clothes until I'm left in just my boxers. Grabbing the bottle of massage oil, I make my way back to your room.

The sight of Y/n lying on the bed in nothing but a tiny thong makes my heart race and my pants grow tighter. I sit on the edge of the mattress, gently running my hand over your smooth skin.

"Flip over, baby. Let me help with those sore muscles" I say softly. She rolls onto her stomach, and I pour some oil onto my hands, warming it between my palms.

I start at her shoulders, slowly massaging the tension away as I work my way down her back. Y/n's soft moans fill the room, making my body react in all the right ways.

As my hands glide over her curves, I lean down to press a kiss to her neck. "You have the most beautiful body," I murmur against your skin.

She shivers under my touch, arching her back slightly. Emboldened, I trail my fingers along her sides, skimming the edge of the thong. She gasps, and I take that as my cue to continue.

I hook my fingers in the straps, slowly dragging the fabric down her legs. Now bare before me, I take a moment to admire her form, committing every dip and curve to memory.

"Absolutely stunning" I breathe out, running my oiled hands along her thighs and up to her ass. She's so responsive to my touch, her skin flushed and warm.

I flip Y/n onto her back, pouring more oil over her breasts and stomach. My hands roam her body, caressing every inch as I massage the slick liquid into her skin. I can't resist taking a pert nipple into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the hardened peak. She moans softly, threading her fingers through my hair and holding me close.

"Kook... please" she whimpers, looking up at me with hazy eyes filled with desire. I smile against her skin, continuing my ministrations as I work my way lower.

When I reach the apex of her thighs, I dip a finger into her wet heat, groaning at how ready she is for me. I circle her clit with my thumb, sliding a second finger inside.

"I need you" she pants, reaching down to palm my hard length through my boxers. With a grunt, I remove my hand from between her legs and stand up to rid myself of my underwear.

I settle between her thighs, positioning myself at your entrance. "I love you," I say, looking into her eyes as I slowly push inside her. We both moan at the connection, our hips instinctively moving together.

Our bodies undulate in a sensual dance as we make love, each thrust bringing us closer to the edge. The room fills with the sounds of our heavy breathing and occasional cries of pleasure. It's not long before I feel her tighten around me, signaling her impending release.

"Come for me, love" I growl, picking up the pace. A few more targeted thrusts, and her orgasm crashing over her in waves. The feeling of her walls fluttering around my cock pushes me over the edge as well. With one final deep thrust, I find my own release, spilling myself inside.

We collapse together in a sweaty heap of limbs, both panting as we come down from our highs. I press a soft kiss to her lips before pulling you close, our bodies still joined.

"I could stay like this forever" I whisper, nuzzling her neck. She hums in contentment, already half-asleep from the intensity of our lovemaking.

In this perfect moment, I realize that everything has led me to this point - to her. The past no longer matters because we have each other now.

And as I hold her close and drift off to sleep, ready to face whatever the future holds as long as we have each other.