daddy lessons | 2jae

| twelve |

" Babe, I have to leave for work. "

I groaned in annoyance, not wanting him to leave.

" No, stay. "

I pulled him back down by his shirt causing him to fall on me. The mattress bounced at the sudden movement.

" I wish I could but I have to. "

I pulled his head down gently so I could whisper into his ear.

" Don't leave daddy. "

His eyes darkened at my comment. He attempted to slow his breathing.

" Choi Youngjae, you are dangerous. As much as I like the sound of that- "

I placed a delicate kiss on his neck, still gripping onto his shirt.

" I said don't leave. "

My stomach tingled as he let out a low moan. Like music to my ears.

" Youngjae, you know I can't resist you when you do stuff like this. "

" Then don't resist. "

The rest they say is history. But let's just say Choi Sunshine is not so innocent anymore.

It was an art, the way his body moved. From the feather-light kisses to the love making.

He was an artist. And I was his canvas.

Sex should not be viewed as something so easy to do. It is often meaningless and without emotion.

I don't know about everyone else, but the idea of allowing a complete stranger see my body terrifies me.

Sex should be between two people that are in love with eachother.

The emotional part of being in love should come first before any physical aspect of it is brought to the table.

I'm guessing you were expecting smut, but in my eyes, everyone's physical love life should be private and only made known to them. Even in a fictional book.

Jaebum did not go to work. But instead saw all of his lover. And made love to the boy that he would do anything for.

Back to Youngjae's POV...

Afterwards, I became very sore and I knew Jaebum was going to tease me about it all day.

With every step I took down the stairs, came a wave of pain. That was until Jaebum picked me up and carried me down them.

" You're perfect. "

His words were so cheesy but still made my heart melt.

So all day, JB and I made breakfast and dinner together. Even spending time dancing wildly around the house to music and enjoying eachothers company.

After we had dinner, Jaebum put another song on.

" When your legs don't work like they used to before, and I can't sweep you off of your feet. "

I shook my head at his stereotypical cliche attempt. Only JB.

He snaked his arms around my waist, pulling me closer to him and beginning to sway.

I even began to sing along with the song.

" Will your mouth still remember the taste of my love? Will your eyes still smile from your cheeks? "

Jaebum pulled back slightly at the sound of me singing. I grinned, knowing I surprised him.

" And darling I will be loving you till we're seventy. And baby my heart could still fall as hard at twenty-three. "

I put my everything into every note, wanting JB to know I meant them.

" Is there anything you can't do? "

I blushed at his words, continuing.

" And I'm thinking bout how people fall in love in mysterious ways. Maybe just the touch of a hand. Oh me, I fall in love with you every single day, and I just want to tell I am.. "

I noticed him smiling, muttering I love you's into my neck.

" So honey now, take me into your loving arms. Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars. Place your hand on my beating heart. I'm thinking out loud. Maybe we found love right where we are. "

He connected his lips to mine in a slow, sensual kiss. I felt him smile whilst moving his lips against mine. We separated and he clung to me while I ran my fingers through his hair.

" When my hair's all but gone and my memory fades, and the crowds don't remember my name. When my hands don't play the strings the same way, I know you will still love me the same. "

I sung the rest of the song to him until it was over. He looked at me, eyes filled with nothing but love.

" You look and sound like an angel. You are an amazing human being. "

Eventually, we went to bed, absolutely tired out.

Jaebum

About two hours after we went to sleep, my phone started ringing.

Who would be calling at this hour?

I grabbed my phone, leaving the room, careful not to wake Youngjae.

" Hello? "

" Is this Jaebum? "

I frowned, listening to the female voice.

" Yes, who is this? "

" This is Mrs. Choi. "

Anger rose up in my chest at her audacity. This pathetic excuse of Youngjae's mother had the nerve to be calling me right now.

" What do you want? "

" I want you to leave Youngjae. "

I snorted, rolling my eyes.

" Or else what? "

" Or else I'll find him and put a bullet through his head. "