The sound of odd groaning catches your attention as you walk into your home after a long day at work. Your eyebrows practically shoot off your face when you hear the familiar sound of your boyfriend groaning. Giggling, you silently walk into his room. Almost laughing at your obviously right prediction, you lean against the door frame.

Namjoon stares greedily at his laptop screen, admiring the two people making love in front of him. He doesn't notice you sexily making your way towards him. You place yourself in his lap, tracing your finger down his jaw line. You slap his laptop shut, smirking down at him.

"Joonie, didn't I tell you that you didn't have to watch those anymore?"

He nods, lazily eyeing your fingers slowly unbuttoning your shirt. You place a wet kiss on his cheek, smirking when he begins to trail his fingers down your bare skin.

His hands slip down your shirt, fingers fumbling with your bra. Before he can get it undone, you push off him, buttoning your shirt back up.

"Welcome to your punishment, babe."

Suddenly, he grabs you from behind.

"Yes, welcome to your punishment. Babe."