chapter 46 | Only one

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11 pm.

I keep my eyes on my phone while y/n is taking her shower to get ready to sleep, sending a text to my best friends to know whether they will come to the party this weekend. Since Jaehyun already accepted with eagerness, I check Minjun's answer.

< I would love to, but who will be there? ]

[ Mingi y/n my parents and little bro Jaehyun and Dongsik and his girl >

< Dongsik will be there with Areum? ]

[ yes, do you mind? >

< no, I was just asking ]

[ sure? You can tell me if it's because of what we talked about already. I don't want you to come and feel uncomfortable because you see them together >

I tell him, knowing how his feelings haven't faded away since they've been spending time all together while I need and want to stay home with my baby and y/n.

< yeah idk ]

[ we'll be a bit sad to not see you with us, but I'll totally understand. Don't worry >

< no ill come, its fine. I don't want to miss that just for a dumb reason ]

[ its not dumb bro, if it hurts you ill feel bad too >

< dont worry, im not a wimp😎 ]

[ sure, we'll play video games if you want👌 I miss playing >

< same. I stopped one hour ago, I'm sweating rn ]

[ 😂😂 dude i haven't touched a controller or computer to play in months, the hell you saying? >

< hey, games are life for me, its like food and water, ok? Don't judge ]

[ I won't judge😂 >

"Baby," the voice of my woman takes my eyes off of my screen to focus on her as she went out of the bathroom, but once I turn my head to the left and see her, my brain becomes more active, and I look her up and down.

She smiles at me but closes her gown to hide the black lingerie that made my heart and hormones go berserk, but she steps back. "I'm not done yet, I hope—"

"Yes, you are," I drop my phone on the bed and stand up before she could get back inside the bathroom. "You're perfect like that," I hurry to go towards her and grab her by the waist, but she giggles and shakes her head. "I'm not, wait a little more, boy," she keeps the silk gown closed, but I refuse to let her leave this room. "I've waited way too long to be able to have some time with you," I step forth to keep her against the wall, and I land my lips on her neck to kiss it sensually. "You're way too eager, baby," she speaks near my ear but puts her arms around my neck, so I tighten my grip on her waist and heave her up, force her into the wall, and hold her up the floor. "Do you want me to be your gift for tonight and let you do whatever you want with me?" she teases me with the right words, and I breathe out a needy 'yeah' against her skin that I'm marking with my mouth.

"You deserve it," she runs her fingers through my hair, but I turn around and carry her to the bed. I drop her on it and take my shirt off while she's getting rid of her gown but turning me on with the lingerie she's wearing.

It's black, so flimsy and sexy, everything I love to see on her. "Do you like it?" she notices my hungry eyes, but I bend over her and climb onto the bed to kiss my way up her stomach while never keeping my hands to myself. "You're so hot, you make me want to do many things to your body," I smirk against her skin but reach her breasts that I cannot ever stop thirsting over, and I kiss them, slowly enough to taste her and their softness.

"Do as many things as you want then, I'm all yours, this body is all yours," she arouses me, her words letting my imagination run wild. I cup one of her breasts but use my tongue to kiss it, and her legs clench against my sides, her hands making my hair messy. I moan uncontrollably at the feeling of her body so close to mine, so warm and ready to be taken by mine, but I straighten my back and get on my knees, I contemplate the sight of her waiting for me, and I get back on my feet to take my pants off.

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My eyes never leaving her, I watch her open her legs just for me and bite my lips, hurrying to throw my last clothing on the floor. Her lips curve up once we make eye contact, but she moves up and gets on her knees before me. "Come here," she takes my hand now that I'm naked and makes me lie down, we both maintain the strong and powerful eye contact, but she goes on top of me.

"Miss Han is still able to give me tingles in the right places," I chuckle but hear her do so. "Really? The effect she has on you is not less important?" her delicate hand grabs my cock that is starting to get hard, and I shake my head, loving this feeling of her fingers stroking my member. "It's even more powerful than before now that I know all the things she can do to me," I cup the side of her neck and ask for her to come closer, and I join our lips for a French kiss.

We do not pull apart, she does not cease the action of her hand, she hastens the beating of my heart, my breathing, and I slide my hand over her skin to glide it down her back, feeling her, warming our enticement up. My other hand follows the same path, and they both travel all over her smooth skin, her softly scented skin that I want to grip and cover with my hands, my mouth, and my cum.

Loving how good she is at kissing me, I slide my tongue in her mouth and let her suck on it while my hands slip inside her panties, and I grab her ass to give a squeeze but moan once she gives the same to the head of my cock. "Make me beg," I smile against her lips but kiss her more passionately, and her hand slows down, she passes her finger over the slit, and I shiver at the sensations this sent up my spine. She breaks the kiss right when she feels the weakness course through me, and she goes down with her mouth, leaving her sweet kisses over my chest, my stomach, and my sensitive waist. I do not remain still but spread my legs for her to get in-between, and I comb her hair back.

"Do you think you deserve this?" she gazes at me, but my eyes have a hard time focusing on hers without being tempted by her breasts that slightly bounce as she's moving her hand up and down my erection. "Do I?" I smile, feebly, breathing harder. "Wasn't I a good boy today?" I bite my lips and attempt to not close my eyes once she stimulates the tip. "You were, baby. You were more than good," she affirms what I wanted to hear. "Do you want me to suck you because of that?"

"Yeah," I give up on resisting at the sound of the dirty talk, and I watch her jerk me off. "Please," I peek up into her eyes, but we both smile at each other. Now, she stops. "And what if I don't?" the torture never ends, making me drop my hand on the sheets and sigh sharply. "I'm gonna have to be dominant."

"Oh," her tongue passes over her lips, the cockiness drawn upon her face. "You think you can?" she dares to defy me, but I scoff. "You think I can't?" my eyebrows raise, both testing and staring at each other playfully. "Well..." she bends over and flattens her hands on the sheets, displaying her cleavage to my obsessed self. I do not hold back but feast my eyes on it. "If I don't let you have the control, you won't have it, baby."

A sneer escapes me, I bite my lips and glance away, before sitting up quickly to grab her by the hips, lift her up, and pin her down on the bed. I catch her wrists before she could try to do anything, and I slam them down on the pillows. "And now? You think I can't?"

Her parted lips expose some surprise but pleasure, and she smiles. "I'm still not sure," she rubs her legs on the inner part of mine, but the sexual excitement turns my smile into a smirk. "If I make you beg me to not stop, will that prove you I'm right?"

"And what could you do to make me beg you?" she asks for it, stirring my mind up. "My dick, deep inside of you, pounding you from behind while my fingers are rubbing your clit," I enunciate all her weaknesses, and she uncontrollably bites her lips at the thought of it. "Maybe...this might work..."

"Maybe," this word does not get approved by my brain, so I maintain her arms up above her head with one hand, and I use my other one on her panties. "And if I hear you beg me to keep going but that I stop right when I feel you close to it? You know," I rub my middle finger between the lips without going too further but just making it subtle to feel her get wet. "Right when you're losing your mind, when you're dripping wet and feeling my hips crash into yours really hard, with my hands gripping your hips to keep you still...hm?"

"That sounds like it wouldn't be enough..." she shakes her head but lacks of confidence the more my finger is rubbing her over her panties, her eyes closing and opening more slowly. I do not hide my satisfaction but put my fingers in my mouth to cover them with saliva, and I slide my hand inside her underwear to feel her skin against mine, and I only focus on her clit, doing it in a circular motion to please her even more while I'm just staring at her. "Not enough? Let's see that then," I do not stop the rubbing but see her love it, she does not even deny it or lie to herself, she pulls her legs apart and closes her eyes.

The veins in my arms and hands burn and pop out of my skin, the lust running through them, I speed up the pace and only go from left to right to make the frictions feel more like vibrations. Her breathing deepens, her chest going up and down more rapidly, I get an eyeful of the reaction of her body that she cannot control, and her wetness covers my skin earlier than expected, but since I know her body, I continue until her lips part, which is the sign she's about to cum, and I stop.

I lick my fingers but stay above her. "This feels good, right?" I let go of her wrists, but she stares at me with sparkling and dilated eyes, and the corners of her lips turn up. "Is that what you like? You get off to me begging you?"

"Exactly," I lock our lips and kiss her. I want this to keep going all night long, I want to hear her ask for more, to beg me to not stop because of how good I make her feel, that's all I want tonight.

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— Next day —

Wednesday, September 2, 2020.

7 am.

"See you later, I love you," I press a kiss on her lips, feeling like this morning was too short. "I love you too," she smiles at me but grabs her keys, and I wrap my arms around her to give her one last hug. "I'm sorry if you're tired," I peck her cheek but smile at her, and she cups my face to give a kind squeeze to my cheeks. "I'm dealing with the consequences. I'm fine. My legs are still wobbly, but I'm good," she laughs and slides her free hand down my arm.

"I'll cuddle you a lot once you're home, I promise," I press my lips on her neck, never holding back from pampering her. She nods and skims her fingers past my cheek. "I can't wait for that," she steps back and grabs the handle of the door, "See you later, baby. I love you."

"I love you too, be careful on the road," I hold the door for her, and she steps out, she walks up to the car and unlocks the door, but she sends me a flying kiss before entering the car, and I smile. I watch her leave, and once she's away, I close the door.

Now that she's away, I move back towards the sofa and lie down on my flat. Four hours of sleep is not enough, especially with the lack of sleep that has been added to it these last days. I yawn without covering my mouth but hear the sound of my phone ring. I whine but take it out of my pocket to answer the call.

"Hello?" I leave it on the side of my face and do not hold it. "Jungkook, do you need your car today?" my dad asks, but I frown. "Uh? No, why?"

"I had a small accident yesterday when I came back home, and I need to wait to get it back, but mom is already gone," he explains to me but stresses me out since he hasn't told me about this. "What'you mean? Why didn't you tell me you had an accident?"

"Hey, calm down. It wasn't an accident, a guy just bumped into me while going backwards because he wasn't paying attention, and now it's damaged, but I wasn't injured," he reassures me a lot with his answer, and I breathe out. "You can take my car, I don't need it today."

"Okay, is Mingi awake right now?" he gets interested in his grandson, and I reply. "No, I wake him up at eight."

"Oh, I have to work at ten today, do you want me to take care of him a little? I haven't seen him in a while," his voice tells me he wants to see him, so I smile and accept. "Yes sure. I'll take a nap while you're doing so," I chuckle. "Okay, I'll come for eight then, I'll drive Jungeun to school today."

"All right," I hear him and cannot wait to see him. "Has y/n already left the house?"

"Yeah, just a minute ago," I confirm what I wish wasn't true. "Oh, then I leave you alone. Rest a little," he forgets I'm a father, and I speak again. I wish I could, I have to clean the house."

"Oh, being a father and man means you have tasks to do in your house too, little boy," he does not even ask me if I want him to do it, causing some disappointment. "Well...tell me about it."

"You..." he laughs at me. "Are you serious, my son is telling me that? I raised you for seventeen years old, and I'm still doing it, so you tell me about it, dear," his comeback makes me giggle, but I agree. "All right. I won't say otherwise."

"Exactly, now rest and clean the house later," he tells me to take a break, so I gladly accept to do as told. "Yeah. See you later, love you."

"Love you too," he hangs up, and I put my phone down. I do not wait before closing my eyes.

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8 am.

The sound of my ringtone wakes me up. I stop it to not hear it anymore, and I leave my sleep for good. I still take a few minutes to fully open my eyes, feeling like my eyelids are too heavy yet to let me see everything around me. My body stretches after a good nap, but I whine and cross my arms to hide my face in them, and I force myself to get up on my knees.

The doorbell rings right when I closed my eyes again, but since I remember my father is supposed to come, I move and head up to the front door, and I open to him.

"Hey," he steps inside as I let him in, and I say the same words. "On time as always," I add and close the door, but he grins. "Always," he takes his Oxford's off, but stays in his suit and tie. "Have you eaten breakfast?"

"I did, with y/n," I nod but take him to the living room. "I'm coming back with Mingi," I walk up the stairs, and I head to my son's bedroom to go and wake him up. I do it quietly, picking him up from his crib as he's still asleep. "My little baby," I hold him close to me and press a kiss on his cheek, before leaving and going back downstairs.

"Have you eaten too?" I ask my dad, who's sitting on the sofa with his forearms on his thighs, his hands joined. "I have. I cooked egg rolls because Jungeun was craving that," he smiles as soon as I bring him my baby, and I let him take him in his arms. "Aww, he's so small but growing up so fast," he places his hand on the back of his head, resting his small body on his torso. I cannot hide my soft heart in front of this, but I step into the kitchen to get the bottle ready.

"Who cooked this morning?" my dad asks from the sofa, and I proudly answer him. "Me, I woke up before her to make sure she would eat well."

"Do you do that every day now?" his questions only makes me happy since I know what the answer is. "I do."

"Great, that's my boy," his sentence brings me a lot of delight, and I go back to them to sit down by his side. "Here, you can feed him," I give him the bottle as he woke Mingi up, and my little baby rubs one of his eyes while peacefully enjoying the hug. "Hey, aren't you hungry?" my dad holds him in a different manner to have him in one arm, and he shows the bottle to him, but my son's tiny hands try to reach out for it right away, asking to be fed, and my dad's smile appears once he gives him the milk.

"I'm happy to see he's healthy," he expresses his emotions. "Is y/n okay as well? She's not too tired with the return from the summer holidays?" he looks up at me, and I tilt my head to the side. "She is, but she's happy about seeing her students."

"She's an amazing teacher, Jungeun told me he has her in French again, and he's happy," he chuckles, knowing how Jungeun is once this is about y/n. "Yeah, he told me," I smile back at the thought of his stupid texts but put my eyes on my dad's clothes, his suit jacket remaining on the back of the sofa. "Do you have a meeting?" I glance up at his hair that he did more in a professional manner than usual when his hairstyle is more casual. "I do, with my superior. All the bosses of the companies that work together will be reunited today."

"Oh, aren't you nervous about it? I'd be scared as hell," I do not hide how much of a wimp I am about those types of things, but he shakes his head. "I'm not. I'm confident. I know what I have to do, to say, and to show to him," he never changes and only exudes self-assurance with no arrogance. "Well, that's good then."

"The only thing I'm not confident about his the reaction I'll have if one of those guys start to be all high and mighty in front of him, don't you remember when it happened last year?" his question makes me laugh right away. "I do, holy crap, you came back home in such a bad mood, I never saw you like that."

"Gosh..." he rolls his eyes, grinning as he must not have forgotten about that. "One of them got so much on my nerves, but I had to stay calm and keep everything inside of me."

"That was funny but scary," I admit, not lying to myself. He can be a tenderhearted dad, but a scary one too when he gets mad and stares in our eyes with nothing but authority. "That's to make sure you know you should not do anything bad."

"By the way..." I clear my throat, now sounding unsure. "Since you're talking about not doing anything bad...uhm...you won't take revenge for that prank...right?" I attempt to get him to spare him, but he stares at me. "No, I won't," he relieves me but still seems fake. "Am I the type of dad who does that? Really? Taking revenge on my sons who pranked me like two idiots? Really?" his answer tells me right away that he will do it. "Yeah, you're the exact type of dad who does that, and I'm not ready."

He scoffs but shrugs. "You should have thought about that before doing it, but I'll spare y/n, she's too sweet."

"Thank you...at least..." I take what he gives me. "You better stop hugging her though, the only man who can hug her is me, okay, Sir?"

He nods. "All right," he complies, looking down at Mingi who's just drinking his milk and witnessing this conversation. "I'll ask her to hug me, so she'll be the one hugging me," he quietly laughs, loving how smart he is with me. "I always wanted to have a daughter to protect and pamper with love, I cannot hold back from hugging her and reassuring her," he becomes a bit more serious and smiles. "Why would you mind me doing it?"

"Because..." I do not find the reason. "I was just joking, and I was trying to be stern."

"Well, you failed," he notes and puts a blank expression full of defeat on my face. "I hate you."

"Good, I won't have to give you money an—"

"I was joking again," I cut him off to not hear the end of this awful sentence, and he giggles. "I knew it," he cannot keep quiet while letting his laughter out, and I grin but move back on the sofa.

"How was it yesterday? Did you have fun?" he asks to know, but I get shy at the memories of last night. "Yeah. That was great, I bought her some gifts, for Mingi as well, and she bought me that," I show him my ring, and he leans back, beaming right when he catches sight of it. "Wow. Is that an engagement or promise one?"

"Promise," I do not feel any disappointment since it means the world to me, and he expresses the same feelings. "That is so considerate, you must be so happy."

"I am, we both wear one. I feel weird, but in a good way," I toy with it and turn it around my finger, still touched by this. "I'm happy for you both. She is..." he does not end his sentence, gazing down at Mingi who almost finished the bottle. "I've never seen a woman buy a promise ring for her partner, it's usually and often the man who does it, so she must love you so much and want you to know it without any doubt. Treasure her a lot, honestly," he speaks seriously to me, but I do not think otherwise or disagree. "I will, and that's what I'm trying to do. I love her like I never loved anyone, but you know that already."

"I do," he says, but his eyes that reflect more joy and bliss than expected gaze down at my baby, and since he's done drinking, he takes the teat out. "Your belly is full now, isn't it?" he uses a cute lilt of voice to talk but put the bottle down, and he turns my child towards him to press a kiss on his chubby cheek and put him on his torso. "It's time for the burp now," he rubs his back and helps him.

I keep quiet but rest my head on the back of the sofa, and I nibble on my inner lip, thinking about y/n and missing her presence. "Dad...do you think it's toxic to need y/n close to me all the time...?" I turn my head to look at him and read his facial expression. "Toxic? No, it's not. There's nothing toxic about needing someone close to you all the time as long as you don't put pressure on the person."

"What do you mean by that?" I do not understand clearly. "By 'putting pressure' I mean forcing her to not stay with other people, getting mad at her for working or spending some time away. You know, that is what I would call toxic, but needing someone all the time is not something you can control, you just deal with it and get used to it. I was actually feeling like that at the beginning of your mother and I's relationship, but I knew it had to be like that, and I got used to it."

"Hm..." I see what he means by that and feel some relief. "Don't be worried, you feel that way because you've spent the summer with her by your side twenty-four hours a day, you love her, which doesn't help when you're attached to someone, so this is hard right now, but you will get used to it. Trust me."

"I trust you," I believe in his words since he's always right. "I'm going to start some activities for him though, I want to teach him everything I can. I even bought some books yesterday and intuitive toys."

"That's a good idea, and like that, this will help you to not even see the time pass," he lets me know I made a good decision, and I smile. "I and y/n even want to teach him French."

"Really? I can't wait to see him speak French then," he chuckles but heaves him up to have his face in front of his, and he pecks the tip of his nose. "You're going to be a good and wonderful man in the future," he gives him another peck but causes a giggle full of softness to escape Mingi's mouth. "Oh, my little boy," he succumbs to his cuteness and brings him closer to his chest, and he presses multiple kisses on one same spot on his cheek to make him giggle constantly.

I have no idea how lucky I am, I still cannot realize, but I am, and I cannot stop hoping for this to go on forever. Not only I'm thankful to my parents and little brother for being there for me all the time, but I now have y/n, who I love more than anything and want to cherish as long as I can, and Mingi, that means the world to me, and who I want to make become an amazing man and person. I truly feel blessed and lucky for being so loved and cared for, no matter what I went through to be here, no matter how difficult it sometimes is, I don't care, all that matters to me is my family, y/n, and my little baby.

The end.