Sleep With Me | KNJ x Reader

Ch 9 | Watermelon

Y/N's POV:

It's around 9:30am and you're in Namjoon's kitchen making eggs and cutting up some fruit. You have today off thanks to Yoongi, who convinced his cousin to give you a pass. And by "convince" you mean bribe. Yoongi was forced to give your boss a signed copy of D-2 to give to his girlfriend.

Your face is hot as you replay the memory of when you had woken up an hour ago. 

When you woke up, you were actually about a foot away from Namjoon, him still on his back but you were now flipped the other way, your back facing him. You slowly peered over your shoulder, hoping to still see a sleeping beefcake. And much to your delight, you did.

"Oh wow," you said, not realizing it was out loud. "Did it actually work?"

Namjoon made a slight groan from the noise and you slapped your hand over your mouth. He sluggishly turned his body towards you but his eyes were still closed. He was just adjusting.

You let out a sigh of relief as he nestled himself into his pillow. But almost as if he could feel something missing, he unconsciously reached his hand towards the empty space between you two.

As he felt around at nothing, you saw his eyes slightly flutter open, just enough for him to find what he was looking for. Your waist.

You gasped as he yanked your bodies together, your chest colliding with his. Your face was in the crook of his neck as your head rested on top of his shoulder, making you inhale his delicious scent.

"N-Namjoon?" you stuttered. But there was no response.

Your brain wasn't able to form any coherent thoughts until you realized your left hand was cupping Namjoon's right pectoral.

I'm actually grabbing a namtiddy. I might actually pass out-

You were snapped out of your thoughts when you felt his right hand slowly trail down your back and to your waist, and you let out a little moan into his neck. You had your crop top on so your lower torso was exposed. Every inch of your skin his fingertips brushed against felt like it was burning. Your voice was stuck in your throat as he was now gripping your hip, pulling your lower bodies together too, almost as if he expected you to melt into him.

He didn't even give you a second to process as he made his way down your leg, cupping under your knee to pull it up and across him. He brought his arm back up to rest his hand against the small of your back, then he relaxed.

"Mmm," Namjoon moaned, his voice low and raspy. "You fit perfectly against me," he finished in a mumble, and a few seconds later you began to hear his light snoring again.

Y'know those fainting goats that just freeze up and fall over when overstimulated? That was you, completely paralyzed in Namjoon's embrace. For a good ten minutes, your mind was completely blank. No thoughts. Just emptiness.

You eventually forced your body to relax, even though it was screaming not to. Slowly, you were able to feel every inch of the man pressed against you. Your lips were mere millimeters from his neck, making your heart do summersaults.

He was right though. You really did fit perfectly against him. Once you'd calmed down, you were actually very comfortable. Even your breaths were in sync.

Unfortunately it was starting to get a little hot, since your breath was being reflected right back onto your face, and Namjoon's skin was causing it to get even hotter. It didn't help that he is basically a walking heater.

You laid there for another 20 minutes anyway, worried about waking him up.

But eventually you couldn't take it anymore as you were starting to get sweaty. He'd been sleeping for over 9-10 hours at that point, so you wouldn't feel that guilty if you woke him up.