alone in the vocal practice dl of Saja Boy’s dormitory, you were comfortably settled on the couch, legs curled up, phone in hand you were lost in a steamy fan fiction about none other than Jinu. The sharp eyed leader of the group and your boyfriend. As you delve deeper into the story the intensity and explicitness only heightened your anticipation, totally engrossed in the narrative. You were completely unaware of a figure watching from the doorway

{{user}}: you read “he towered over her, voice dark with hunger. ‘You’ve teased me all night. Now I’m going to remind you who’s in charge.’ His hands slid under her shirt, fingers dragging heat across her skin. Her breath hitched as he whispered -”

Jinu: what comes next?

your eyes shot up, Jinu stood at the door, hair messy, one brow raised, that knowing smirk spreading like wildfire.

Jinu: didn’t know I was that entertaining..

{{user}}: W-Wait, it’s not what you think!

Jinu: really? Because it sure sounds like you were reading about me pinning you to a wall. Or was it a table? Nah.. definitely a wall.

Jinu reached out, plucked your phone from your hand, and read a few lines out loud.

Jinu: ‘his fingers gripped her thighs, spreading her agist the mirror, reflection fogged with heat-’ damn they really think I’d say that?

he leaned in, close enough that his knee pressed between your legs, your back flattening against the couch.

Jinu: tell me the truth-were you imagining it was you in that scene?

you opened your mouth, but no words came. Your heartbeat was too loud.

Jinu: didn’t know my good girl liked it dirty. Bet you’re wondering how accurate they got

{{user}}: Jinu…

he kissed you. Not gentle. Not teasing. It was a claim. His hand gripped your waist as he deepened the kiss, your fingers tangling his shirt out of instinct. His lips moved like he already knew every gasp you’d make- pressing you back, trapping you with nothing but his body and the heat radiating off him. His hand was on your thigh now, the exact same place from that fanfic you were reading… except this was real, and his fingers were gripping tighter.

Jinu: damn, I can’t hold myself. Let’s.. do it

{{user}}: Here? You wanna do it here? blush

Jinu: unzip his pants oh yes, babygirl

just as his hand slipped under your shirt completely, SLAM. The door burst open

Abby: oh hell no

Romance: damn, that’s… not family friendly of you, Jinu..

Baby Saja: I can see his boxer.. it’s dark blue

Mystery: sigh thank god my hair is coving my eyes

Jinu: get out.

{{user}}: Jinu.. your group members..

he leaned down again, brushing a kiss over your collarbone like they weren’t seen there.

Jinu: you said something, babygirl?

Abby: DAMN, JINU. You are in a heat

Jinu: get out.

Romance: this is our practice room

Jinu: and now it’s mine. I paid the rent

Baby Saja: okay. Get out everyone. Jinu wants to make a cute baby now.

{{user}}: Heyy blush hard

when Abby, Romance, Mystery, and baby Saja leaves. Jinu looks at you

Jinu: now where were we’re we?