~Jieun's POV~

Things started falling back into a peaceful routine after the night I asked Minho to come over. He was less busy with work, so he'd come every day to school to pick Nari up, and we'd take her to her art classes together, then we'd either go for a coffee, or take a walk and talk if the weather was good enough.

We decided to take it slow, to give us some time to get used to each other again, and to know more about each other before progressing any further in the relationship. It was quite funny, really, as we slept together many times already, but not as Jieun and Minho. Apparently, Charisma and Flame were way more adventurous and brave, while Jieun and Minho were acting like teenagers in love.

Minho told me lots of things about his childhood, about his group of friends that he couldn't wait to introduce me to, about how he grew up and how he got into music. In turn, I told him about my friends back home, about when my passion for teaching started, about my first love and heartbreak, and we both listened to each other as if the other held the secrets to the universe in their words.

As time went on, I started falling more and more in love with Minho and the small gestures he did to care for me. He'd place his hand on the small of my back when we walked if we didn't hold hands, and if we did, he would bring my hand to his mouth and kiss my knuckles ever so often, making my heart flutter. He was a gentleman through and through, taking me out on dates, bringing me flowers and sometimes gifts, despite my protests to stop spending so much money.

Nari and I also got closer to the point where I would even take her to her doctor's appointments to get her shots, to the dentist, and to the mall to get clothes and other supplies. We both enjoyed our girl-time away from her dad, but we also loved spending time all three of us.

Today, just as usual, Minho came to pick Nari up from school. It was a Friday.

"Hey." He said with a large smile as soon as he opened the classroom's door.

"Hi. Just in time. We're ready to go. Nari?" I smiled back and gave the girl my hand, that she quickly took with a large grin.

"Art school~ Art school~ Art school~" Nari started singing, to which Minho chuckled.

"Not today, baby. Sorry." He said, making both me and Nari confused.

"Why not?" She whined.

"Because we have to go somewhere else today."

"Where?" Nari continued inquiring, her lips forming a cute pout. She looked so sweet, that Minho couldn't help it but bend down and squish her cheeks together and kiss the pout away.

"We need to go to the hospital to see grandma. She's getting discharged today, so we're taking her home."

"Really?!" Nari gasped. "Yay!"

"Oh, that's great." I smiled sincerely.

"Miss Park, will you also come with us to the hospital?" Nari asked, her eyes pleading.

"Oh, Jieun, you don't have to if you don't feel comfortable." Minho quickly intervened, but I shook my head.

"It's fine. I'd love to tag along if you'll have me."

Minho nodded with a smile, and we all made our way to the hospital. I noticed Minho kept looking at me, as if concerned I might stumble back into a bad episode by being back there. However, unbeknownst to him, this wasn't the first time I've came back to the hospital after my grandmother's passing.

Quite the contrary, actually; I've came here every week, in time intervals carefully selected so that I would not accidentally bump into him.

We reached his mother's room and Minho knocked before opening the door.

"Grandma!" Nari practically jumped out of Minho and my hands and ran straight to her grandmother, who was up and about in the room.

"If it's not my favourite granddaughter!" Grandma bent down and kissed her forehead, and they hugged. "I missed you, my little artist."

"Missed you too, grandma!" Nari smiled and hugged her tighter, and the scene unfolding in front of us was very heartwarming, bringing a couple tears to my eyes that I was quick to wipe away.

When they were done hugging, Minho's mother came towards me and grabbed my hands lovingly.

"Jieun, dear, it's good to see you again so soon." She said, and Minho looked at us confused.

"So soon?" He asked, and we both chuckled.

"Yes, considering I saw her two days ago!" Grandma laughed, and Minho's look only grew more confused.

"What?"

"I told you not to tell him!" I playfully scolded his mother, and she rubbed my hands soothingly.

"Really?" Minho looked again from me to her, fondness in his eyes.

"Son, the look on your face when you're in love is priceless, but go grab those bags, will you? I want to go home and spend some quality time with my granddaughter." Grandma instructed, her words instantly making me blush.

Minho cleared his throat and followed his mother's orders, and not even half an hour later, we reached her house, where I also got to meet Minho's dad, who welcomed me in their home with open arms.

While Minho and his dad caught up, Nari and I helped his mother cook dinner.

"Miss Park, can you show me how to cut the potatoes again?" Nari tugged on my shirt.

"Of course, sweetheart. Let's first peel them. Can you grab the peeler, please?"

"Yes!" Nari exclaimed and jumped once in the air happily, going to the cutlery and searching for the small instrument. Once found, she triumphally returned to me and I showed her again how to peel the skin.

"6 potatoes... ooooneeeeee, twwooooooo. Hey, how come you use a knife to peel them? I also want to use a knife!" Nari frowned.

"I use a knife because I'm older and I know I won't accidentally cut myself. Until you grow up a bit more, using the peeler is safer." I reminded her.

"But, but-"

"Nope. No buts. I won't even hear it." I chuckled.

"But whyyyyyy?"

"Do you want to hurt your hand and take a break from painting?"

"Nooo!"

"That's what I thought." I laughed again at her antics.

"What do we do after we peel them?"

"We can grab a cutting board and a knife-"

"I have some kids ones over here." Minho's mother rummaged through her drawers and pulled out a brand-new set of knives safe for children.

She washed it in the sink and gave it to Nari, who started chopping the potatoes as I've shown her.

"You're so good with her." Grandma said quietly, just for us to hear. "And she seems to like you a lot. I'm really glad. You know, Jieun, maybe raising another woman's child is not the easiest feat in the world, but if you're willing to overlook this, we would be more than happy to welcome you into our family."

I looked at her for a few seconds, and when I opened my mouth to talk, she cut me off.

"Actually, who am I kidding?" She smiled. "You're already part of our family, dear."

She rubbed my back a few times then went to Nari to examine the potatoes she cut.

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During dinner, the sense that I belonged next to Minho and his family settled deep down in my chest, and for the first time in months, I felt happy and content.

I didn't even realise that happiness started being a regular part of my life, creeping in slowly during quiet moments next to Minho after his daughter would go to sleep, and during the loud moments next to Nari, who was becoming a little chef under my guidance every other day, when we'd cook dinner together.

"Grandma, can I show you what I drew today?" Nari asked excitedly, already pulling out her sketchbook.

"Of course, my dearest." She patted her hair lovingly. "But first, let's walk Jieun and Daddy to the door, shall we?"

"Sleepover time?!" Nari jumped up, excitement radiating from her whole body, while her grandmother nodded.

"Oh, do you wanna keep her tonight?" Minho asked, which meant they haven't discussed this priorly.

"It's the first night I can spend with our little angel, so of course I'm keeping her! The whole weekend!" Grandma pushed Minho towards the door, then looked at me and winked behind his back.

I felt my cheeks turning red in an instant, and I avoided her pressing gaze immediately. Still, once Minho and I were outside and he grabbed my hand to walk together to his car, my heart started thumping harder inside my ribcage, and I suddenly felt shy.

"We're all alone, hm?" Minho spoke, cheerfulness lacing his tone.

"Mhm. Haven't been in a while." I replied, feeling his hand gripping mine tighter.

This was true, except for the afternoon coffee after dropping Nari off to her art classes together, we never had much alone time. Nari was way too wary with other babysitters, not that we even tried getting one, but we both knew how she would react due to past experiences, so most of the time we spent together was spent with her as well, and I never dared to sleep over because the thought of seeing Minho next to me in bed was simply too overwhelming.

"Jump in, I'll drop you off home." He opened the car's door and pecked my lips with a sweet smile; however, I wasn't sure I wanted to go home and sleep alone tonight.

"Which home?" I asked, pressing my lips against his and daring to bite his bottom lip to make my intentions known.

He grinned into the kiss, and before he got the chance to grab and kiss me again, I pulled back and plopped myself into the passenger's seat.

He closed my door, then rushed over to his side, getting into the car next to me and starting the engine. Looking at his focused expression while driving was making it hard for me to form any rational thoughts in my head. All I could think of was his mouth on my body, his perfectly toned muscles contracting under my touch, his-

"What is it, Jieun?" He asked, finally noticing that I've been eating him up with my eyes ever since we got into the car.

Flustered that I've been caught, I turned away and mumbled something, but Minho just chuckled, his right hand moving from the wheel to my naked thigh, squeezing it softly.

I praised myself for thinking to wear a dress to work this morning.

Good idea, Jieun.

With each minute spent on the road, Minho's hand roamed higher on my thigh, and I could feel my skin prickling at the sensation of his fingers pushing their way further up.

Once we stopped at a red light, he turned his body towards me, grabbing my chin and raising my head to kiss me hard. He wasted no time in licking my lips and forcing his way inside my mouth, his tongue desperate to touch mine.

His grip on my upper thigh got tighter as his kisses grew more intense, and eventually, his hand moved even more, his fingers brushing against my panties. The moment he pressed against my crotch, I let out a stifled moan in his mouth, and he grinned again.

I needed him so badly; I must've been soaking wet.

Our make out session was rudely interrupted by an impatient driver behind us, who honked at least 3 times before Minho decided to pull away from me and start driving again.

"Fuck." I said quietly, my eyes still closed. I leaned back in my seat and looked at my now empty thigh, gulping. "Minho?" I looked at him, and he looked at me briefly to see what I wanted.

"What?" He asked, and he saw my eyes fixed on his right hand. "This?" He raised it in the air with a soft chuckle, trying to place it back on my thigh.

However, instead of letting him do that, I grabbed his hand and raised it next to my face, opening my lips to put two of his fingers in my mouth.

The way Minho looked at me as I sucked on his fingers made me even wetter, and the curses under his breath made me wish he'd just pull over already.

"Shit, baby, we're gonna crash if you keep this up." He said, his eyes full of lust. I took his fingers out of my mouth and held onto his hand as I started speaking.

"You're not the only one who can play, you know that, right?" I challenged him, dropping his right hand on my chest and squeezing my hand on top of his, to make him feel my left breast. He immediately started biting his bottom lip.

"Jieun, for fuck's sake."

"What?" I asked, feigning innocence, quite enjoying how hard it was for him to alternate between looking at the road and stealing glances at my body.

"We're almost home baby, don't make me bust before I get to be inside you, please."

"Mhm." I leaned back into my seat, already picturing our bodies entangled in his sheets. "I'm still on birth control, by the way."

"Music to my ears." He chuckled, and minutes later we pulled into the underground parking lot of his apartment complex.

When he stopped the engine, we looked at each other, yearning for the other's touch, and neither made our way to the doors. Instead, our bodies reacted like opposite magnet poles, reaching towards each other, our hands exploring, and our lips kissing as hard as we could.

"Upstairs is so far away." Minho bit me again before pulled away with longing in his eyes, that were stuck on my now bruised lips. His thumb brushed over them and he took in a deep breath. "Shall we go?"

"Fuck, yes." I nodded rapidly and didn't wait for him to open my door to be the gentleman he always is. Instead, I practically jumped out of the car and ran towards Minho's arms, who scooped me up just to feel me closer.

"I don't want to let go." He whispered, putting me back on the ground.

"Then don't. I plan on holding onto you for the whole night anyway." I replied and saw a smirk creeping onto his face.

"You know what I like very well, don't you?"

"Of course." I smirked back, feeling finally grateful for having those personal forms from In the Dark. I knew how much Minho craved intimacy, and I just knew we were about to have the most intimate, wet, sloppiest sex of our lives.

We didn't stop kissing in the elevator, our roaming hands still exploring each other, even if our fingers recognised the other's body very well already. Despite not having had sex in a few months, my hands still remembered him, and from his confident touches, it was clear his also remembered me.

It was hard to open his front door with my body pressed so tightly against it, but nonetheless, Minho managed, and he scooped me into his arms again to take me to his bedroom.

He placed me carefully on the bed, still kissing my lips, and then he lifted his body from on top of mine, nibbing at the skin on my neck and kissing his way down.

I needed him so badly, fuck, I wanted to squeeze my legs together just to relieve some of the insane pressure I felt, but his body wouldn't allow it.

"Minho, please-" I begged as he kissed my naked thighs, but to my disappointment, he didn't reach for my pussy yet. Instead, he kissed his way down to my ankles, taking off my heels and returning to his spot between my thighs.

"Please what?" He asked, and despite not seeing his face, I just knew the fucker was grinning from ear to ear.

"Come here. I want to feel you so bad..." I leaned my head back. Being prideful in this moment wouldn't have helped the insatiable need I had for him. "I'm wet enough."

"So?" He asked again, and before I had a chance to protest, he kissed my pussy through my panties. "You're so naïve if you think you're not gonna come multiple times tonight, Jieun. The first will be on my tongue."

As he said this, his hands gripped the sides of my panties and he took them off, before settling back between my legs. His mouth didn't hesitate to connect to my core, licking between my folds and forcing sounds out of me I didn't even know I could make.

He knew exactly how much pressure to put with his tongue, how to move it, when to lick my clit and when to tease my entrance to prepare me for what was to come, and moments later, he got me panting for air and gripping the sheets.

"Fuck, you're so hot when you moan like that, babe. Say my name." Minho commanded, but it was hard to speak with how airless he left my lungs.

He left me no chance to recover from my orgasm as he stuck two fingers in my pussy, ripping a desperate moan from my lips.

"Fuck, Minho-"

"So, this got you talking, huh?" He chuckled, curling the fingers upwards and rubbing slowly against my walls.

"Don't be mean to me. We have the whole night for me to moan your name."

"I can't help wanting to hear you."

"I want to hear you too." I confessed, feeling Minho's fingers deep inside me, grateful for his gentleness as my body still recovered from the previous orgasm.

"You will, don't worry." He reassured me, pulling out the two fingers before I started to feel more pressure against my entrance.

"Minho, what are you-"

"My fingers are next." He grinned.

"I can't... it's too soon." I complained, feeling his three digits stretching me out. If moments ago, he was kind and patient with two of his fingers, he wanted to make sure to stretch me properly this time. All the kindness was gone.

"Let me be the judge of that."

"Ugh." I relaxed and let him enjoy himself. Firstly, he pulled them in and out a couple times, as if to get me used to the feeling, but after a little while, he started curving the fingers upwards once again, listening closely to every sound I made.

It started feeling way better than I imagined it would, and once he brushed against a perfect spot deep inside me, my body convulsed, and I arched my back involuntarily.

"Found it." He grinned, focusing on that spot inside, and I didn't know what to do with my hands as the pleasure was getting too intense.

The sheets were not enough to support me anymore, my grip on them even tighter than before, and my whole body started shaking as I felt my second orgasm approaching.

"Come on, baby, let it go for me, will you?" Minho asked, his fingers never once tiring, and my body listened to his words, my second orgasm washing over me like a strong wave.

"Fuck, Minho!"

"Good girl." He praised, pulling his fingers out as my legs immediately clenched together.

I turned on my side and waited for the waves to stop, and Minho climbed behind me on the bed, hugging me tight.

"That was incredible." I turned back and pressed my lips against his, a faint taste of myself still present on his mouth.

"You are incredible." He kissed me again, hugging me tighter.

"I'm not sure I'm ready for the third one though."

"Where's the rush?" He asked. "I'm gonna fuck you for the whole night, there's plenty of time to make you come one or a few more times."

"I'm not sure my body can handle so many orgasms. I've come enough." I chuckled.

"I decide when you've come enough." He spoke lowly in my ear, sending shivers all over my body.

"You still haven't gotten yours though." I ran my hand from his chest to his still covered crotch.

His bulge was visible through his pants, and the moment my hand touched it and squeezed tightly, he let out a moan.

"You also sound hot when you're vocal like that."

"Oh, yeah? Do you want me to moan your name then, Jieun?" He asked breathless, longing in his eyes.

"Mhm. Let's hear you moan." I grinned as I shifted on the bed, climbing on top of his chest with my butt turned to his face to give him a nice view. From this position, it was easy to open his pants and take out his cock.

He was painfully hard, and the moment I touched him, it pulsed, full of need.

I didn't hesitate to lick his head and take him into my mouth, and soon enough, his whole length was down my throat as I struggled to the best of my ability to take him.

"Jesus Christ, Jieun." Minho moaned, which encouraged me to bop my head up and down on his dick, while my right hand played with his balls.

A few moments later, I pulled back to get some air and moved from on top of him, settling between his legs with my face in his crotch, facing him.

I resumed sucking him off, deliberately slowly at first to force him to look at me, and when his moans intensified, I picked up the pace.

I tried keeping him in the back of my throat, even if his length was hurting me, but with his praising hand on top of my head, I knew he was enjoying it.

"Fuck, babe, I'm gonna come." He moaned, and before he started cumming down my throat, I pulled away and quickly moved my body, straddling him and aligning his cock with my pussy.

"Jieun- "Minho moaned even harder as I let myself fall onto his dick, and he started cumming in my pussy, one of his hands a fist in his mouth, the other gripping my hip tight enough to bruise.

He raised his hips as he came in me, and even when he was done, neither of us pulled back.

"Your dress- take it off." He instructed.

I quickly followed.

"Fuck, you're so hot. Better than I imagined." He spoke in a breath, squeezing my tits and admiring my body.

"What, did you dream about me?" I grinned and moved slowly, trying to see if he'd get hard again. Minho didn't disappoint.

To make sure I'm keeping him inside, I let my body fall on top of him.

"Of course. All the time, my dear. Haven't you?" He countered back in my ear, putting both his arms around my body and holding me tight against his chest as he started moving up and down himself, not letting me move at all.

Fucking himself from under me, Minho's cock was reaching all the right places.

"Fuck." I closed my eyes tightly and enjoyed the feeling, as his hands moved towards my butt and used it to push me onto him.

"Cum is a good lubricant, huh?" Minho asked with a soft chuckle.

"Mhm. You're so good, babe-" I praised him instead, using the same pet name he used on me, and he squeezed my butt before pulling out.

"Turn around, I want to see you under me so bad."

"Front? Back?"

"Although your ass would be one of the best sights in the world, I'd much rather see your flushed face." He smirked and I playfully slapped his arm.

Still, I followed his words like the submissive bitch I am and laid on my back, grabbing my legs from behind my knees and pulling them towards me.

"Fuck." Minho licked his lips and came between my legs, pushing his dick in with no hesitation.

Soon, his hands replaced mine on the back of my knees, and he pushed my legs as much as he could towards my chest, reaching angles I didn't even know were possible.

"God, don't stop." I rolled my eyes back.

Minho replied with a grunt, his fingers digging deeper in my skin as his thrusts became more erratic.

"Minho, fuck, I think- third-" I tried to speak, but he was simply too good in bed. I couldn't say anything more as I gave into his thrusts and came the third time that night, this time on his dick.

"Good girl-" Minho tried speaking too, but the focus on his face and his sloppy movements made it clear that he was also close to cumming.

"Come in me again, my love." I whispered, taking his hands away from my legs and pulling his body towards mine.

He fell on top of me, keeping his face right above mine to be able to look in my eyes.

"You're so damn beautiful, Jieun. Perfect for me." He spoke in-between hurried breaths while holding me down and thrusting as hard as he could, until he released himself with a loud grunt.

"You're too good to be true." He whispered once he was done cumming, kissing my neck as he pulled out.

"Minho, I-"

"I love you." He cut me off, looking into my eyes. "I love you so much, Jieun. You're the only woman I ever want to be with, and I'm not saying this because we just had sex. I knew I loved you from months ago, and-"

"I love you too." I cut him off this time and raised myself to shut his mouth with my lips, and we both smiled like idiots, so in love with each other and so close, we didn't know where one ended and where the other began.

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(A/N) Sweet chapter <3

We are quickly approaching the ending unfortunately.

Only two more chapters.

Aren't they so cute? hahah