for those of you who belong to the upper echelons of society, the holidays are synonymous with parties. lavish and (in your opinion) excessive gatherings - opportunities to show off what you've accomplished and acquired over the year. unfortunately...
(You make it all of two steps through your front door before Jimin pushes you against the wall and captures your lips again. A trail of mingling laughter follows you both all the way up the stairs to the master bedroom that feels warmer than it ever has, even though it has gone unused all this time. You'll be changing that, first thing tomorrow. A lot of things will be changing around here. But for tonight, you have this: his low voice whispering that he's damn lucky as you strip each other, baring so much more than your bodies; that first unforgettable hitch of his breath when you relearn how it feels to be truly wanted and filled; the promise of something unexpected, nascent, and so beautiful.)
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a/n: thank you so much for reading! there were a lot of firsts in this fic for me and i had a lot of fun with it. please drop a comment and a like if you enjoyed!
