"I paid for your sleep."
Pairing: Kim Seokjin x Reader
Genre: Fluff
Word Count: 2.3k
Summary: You're with him on the sets of In The SOOP S2 and there's nothing Jin wouldn't do to make sure you have some extra time in bed with him.
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Jin was smiling even before his eyes opened, a grin that brought a light giggle from his lips. Running his thumb across the skin of your wrist that he was holding, Jin pulled in his feet that had slipped out from the warmth of the blanket, his knees lightly touching your thighs.
Jin was too cold and there was just no way he could step out of the bed to turn off the air conditioner when you were just looking like the cutest marshmallow sleeping beside him.
Nope, he just couldn't do it.
So Jin brought his knees up closer to his chest, proceeding to completely envelop your hand in his under the blanket, his fingers running along the ridges of your knuckles.
It hadn't even been three hours since you had fallen asleep, spending most of the night sitting with Yoongi and Jin with a few drinks. You talked for hours without ever getting tired, right from Yoongi's first girlfriend to the time Jin learned how to cook his first meal and ended up burning it. The three of you also joined the maknaes briefly when they decided to burst a few crackers and rockets that they had asked for, leaping with joy and dancing happily until the heat of the summer finally got to everyone.
And yet, unlike the other members who decided to retire to their rooms and call it a night, Jin and you remained behind, pulling out another set of beer bottles and settling by the pool with your feet swaying gently in the water. The two of you had talked for what seemed like forever, discussing certain aspects of your relationship, talking about the future, expressing things that you both had come to grow uncomfortable with so that your relationship would flourish instead of rot.
That's something that Jin loved doing, sitting under the stars and having a conversation with someone that he loves. Even though he had felt the little burn in the corner of his eyes, Jin pushed the sleep away that tempted him to suggest going back to your room. He wished to make the most of the time that was given to him, time away from the cameras that only seemed to be following him for forever.
And that's the story of how the two of you fell asleep at 8 AM.
Jin lay beside you wordlessly, taking in the soft glow against your cheek, the softest of smiles tugging at his lips. Your hand was tiny in his, warm and soft against his cold ones. It made him happy to lay beside you, and just as his breaths began to even out while slipping into another sleep, a soft knock on the door made his eyes blink lazily.
"Seokjin-ssi?"
Jin turned to look at the door which had already been opened, a staff member's head poking in and a camera that was on facing the floor. The man had a mask on, but it was clearly visible that he was taken aback by the presence of another person in bed with Jin.
Jin slipped out of the bed quickly, ushering the man out and closing the door behind him. His pajama pants were crooked and slightly below the waistband of his boxers while the pale pink shirt was crumpled and folded inward at the corner. The staff member was quick to turn the camera off, bowing apologetically at Jin who was attempting to fix his messy bed hair.
"I'm sorry, I was told to film the members waking up."
"It's okay, it's okay," Jin rasped out, nodding understandingly. "I had asked the camera director to let my first shoot be when I walk out of the house. So please, tell everyone not to come in here, okay?"
The staff member nodded. "I'll make sure no one does."
"We slept just a few hours ago, my girlfriend needs to rest a while, so I'll probably not come out anytime soon, alright?"
"Of course, I wish you a good sleep, Seokjin-ssi." The younger man bowed, taking his first step back before Jin stopped him.
"You're one of our new cameramen? You were with us during the last episode of RUN BTS right?"
His eyes crinkled at the corners, the fond smile beneath his mask greeting Jin. "Yes. I'm surprised you remember."
"Of course I do," Jin laughed. "You were the only blonde on set that day. Jimin kept saying that you were twinning."
"Oh," the man laughed happily. "I see."
"Okay then..." Jin looked down at the ID that was hanging around his neck, "Juhyuk-ssi, I'll text the director when I'm about to leave. You can come around that time, yeah?"
"Alright," Juhyuk smiled. "I hope you both have an undisturbed sleep."
"I hope so too," Jin grinned. "Bye."
"Yup." Juhyuk opened the door and bowed one last time before disappearing around the corner. Jin sniffed, trying to stretch his muscles a little to ease the tension in his stiff neck.
He walked back into the room, one hand slipping along the wall to reach the control panel, increasing the temperature of the AC.
"Jin?"
He looked over at the bed to see your head popping up from the blankets that were bundling you up, swollen eyes opening just enough to look at him. "What happened?"
"Nothing," he murmured, getting back into bed and slipping under the covers. "We can sleep some more."
"Mmm," you hummed in satisfaction when Jin pulled you against his chest, your arm resting against his sternum as you lay on your back. "This is nice."
"I know," he smiled. "They've done the best job for this season."
"They always do the best job," you whispered, feeling like you could float away into another pleasant sleep. Jin nodded lazily, nuzzling further into the warmth of your neck, his icy toes wiggling against your ankle.
"I'm cold."
You chuckled fondly, folding into him and raising your leg to rest over his waist. Jin pulled you further into him, slipping his hands under your shirt and resting them against your back. Your hand dangled lazily over his side, occasionally folding in to tickle him.
"I'm hot."
"Because of me," he murmured. "Of course, you'd be hot. Look who you're sleeping next to."
"Pfft-" you scoffed. "Right."
"I'm not even kidding."
"I know," you snorted. "You're the sole being God has created that is fully confident of his looks. And I'm never going to get enough of it."
"Mhm," he hummed against your skin. "Now sleep, we won't get much of it for the next few days."
"I'm not sleepy anymore," you stated.
His head rose from where it was hidden in the curve of your neck, looking at you with wide eyes.
"You better sleep when I'm asking you politely."
"Ooooh," you giggled, "I'm soo scared."
"Sleep, bubba," he shook his head gently at you. "You've not been getting much sleep because of me. I don't want you to feel weak and fall sick later on."
"Hmm," you gave it a thought. "I see what you're aiming at. But I'm not even playing the fool right now. I woke up when I heard you close the door and I don't think I can go back to sleep again."
His head fell back against the pillow.
"Okay, just lay with me then."
"Can't we go out?"
"No."
"Why? I'm hungry."
"Eat me."
"Okay."
With a swift movement, you reached across to bite onto his earlobe that was red and warm, but he sensed your move and turned his head in time for you to catch - not his ear - but his lips. You didn't mind though, making him think that you were going to continue kissing him.
But never let them know your next move, right?
Your teeth sunk into his bottom lip as though you were biting into a piece of sausage, pulling a loud yelp from the man who shot away from you and sat up in an instant.
"OW! That hurt!"
The glare that he shot you made you fall back onto the bed, bursting into a fit of laughter, clutching your stomach with each cackle that tore through you.
“You’re mean,” he stated simply, swinging his legs off of the bed to go see if his lip was swollen.
“Oh gosh,” he gasped lowly, moving his face closer to the mirror with his eyes widened in horror.
“I can see the impression of your teeth on my lip!”
“You told me to eat you,” you shrugged casually. “So I did.”
“You’re being really ungrateful,” he pointed out, sniffing indifferently and picking up a lip balm from the table next to him.
“I paid for your sleep, and this is what you give me in return.”
“Excuse me?” your eyebrows pinched together in confusion. “You paid for my sleep?”
“Mhm,” he nodded, patting his lower lip delicately after applying the watermelon lip balm. “I tipped off the cameraman to not come to this room for a few more hours, so that you could sleep some more.”
“Wow,” you chuckled with a shake of your head. “I’m pretty sure they would listen to you even if you didn’t pay them.”
“As they should,” he noted. “But I made sure to pay him so that he wouldn’t even think about venturing this way.”
“Well, that’s great,” you giggled, “How much did you pay him?”
“Huh?” He looked up to meet your gaze.
“How much did you pay him?”
“Uh,” he scratched his hairline briefly, “Ten thousand won.”
“Really?” You smirked.
“Mhm,” he nodded, wiping his nose and plopping back down on the bed beside you.
“Did you wire it to him?”
“I paid him in cash, that’s how it works here.”
“Where’d you get the cash from?”
“What’s with all the questions?” Jin reached across to squeeze your cheeks between his fingers. “And did you forget what I do for a living?”
“Oh, you never let me,” you lunged forward to peck his lips quickly. “But I clearly remember you putting your wallet in my purse cuz you didn’t have pockets in the pants you were wearing yesterday.”
“Pfft-” he scoffed in disbelief, turning to face you completely so that you wouldn’t catch sight of his ears that were already reddening. “I had some cash in the drawer there.”
“The drawers are empty-”
“Staaaaapp,” he whined like a baby, jumping onto you and pushing you back against the bed. “Or else I’ll eat you this time.”
“Please do,” you giggled into his shoulder, the corners of your eyes crinkling with the way you were grinning up at him. Jin gazed down at you fondly, his plump pink lips tearing into a wide smile.
“You’re so cute.”
“Not more than you though,” you challenged.
“Facts,” he laughed lightly. With a little sigh, Jin held himself up over you and rested his thumb over your temple.
“I’m glad you’re here with me,” he admitted in a low whisper. “I know how much you wanted to come with us last season, even Taehyung insisted quite a bit. He was really sad they didn’t let you come with us.”
“I’m here now,” you mumbled, running your index along the length of his face. “Even if it’s for a few days, it’s an honor to be here, with you, with the boys. I feel great.”
“Yeah?” the corners of his lips lifted into a gentle smile. “You do?”
“I do,” you nodded in confirmation. “You guys have been so busy, I’m just happy that I have a chance to be with you all, especially you.”
“I’m happy too,” he sighed in content, settling his weight onto you but still keeping himself up by his arms so that he wouldn’t crush you completely. You felt him hum in satisfaction when his face nuzzled into your neck, placing the tiniest kiss onto your skin before nodding to himself.
“I’m really happy.”
Both you and Jin fell into a comfortable silence, your fingers playing with his shirt and occasionally slipping under the material to run the tips of your digits across his cool skin. You’d occasionally feel Jin’s skin erupt into goosebumps, a tiny tremble running up his spine every time it did.
“You cold?”
“A little,” he spoke against your neck. “But you’re warm.”
“Because of you, hot guy,” you flirted, smiling in fascination when his form shook with his giggles.
After a moment, Jin pulled his face away from the warmth of your skin, looking at you with a dazed look.
“Are you really hungry?”
You gave it a thought. “Just a little.”
“Really?” A cute pout formed on his mouth that you were tempted to kiss away.
“Mhm. Why?” you delicately touched his swollen bottom lip. “Would you make me something to eat?”
“What do you want?”
“I’ve been craving some spicy noodle soup,” you licked your lips when you found yourself already drooling at the thought. “It’s raining, too. That would be a perfect meal.”
Jin looked up at the window to see if it was really raining, and that’s when you leaned up to kiss the fair skin of his neck.
“You’re really hungry?” He looked back down at you to confirm.
“Yes,” you chuckled at the look on his face. “Why? Are you not wanting to cook for me?”
“That’s not it,” he frowned, reluctantly pushing himself up by his arms and sitting across your thighs.
“I’ll get you your soup, okay?”
Raising your hands up towards him, Jin pulled you up and held you to him when your arms wrapped around his neck. With a little hum that buzzed through his chest, Jin bent to kiss you gently, sighing into your mouth when you pulled him closer to you.
“Do you want a beer?”
“No,” you laughed against his mouth, proceeding to push him off of you so that you could walk to the bathroom.
“I’ll have a shower by the time you cook, so-”
“I’m joining you.”
Jin was already holding his phone to his ear when he followed you towards the bathroom, making sure to place a well-planned spank on your ass cheek when you weren't looking.
“Yoongi-ah, can you make me some spicy noodle soup? I think I’m coming down with a fever.”
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