Hey readers!

I noticed that some authors wrote a bonus chapter for Valentine's Day, so even though it was yesterday, I'm uploading mine today.

Enjoy!

Note: It's been a year since Beomgyu and Yeonjun started dating. After their band's disbandment, they began a new chapter of their lives, living together.

 ⚠warning⚠

this chapter contains NSFW, and 18+ scenes,

 if you're not comfortable i suggest you not read. 

Beomgyu's POV:

It was evening, and I was scrolling through my friends' Instagram stories.

I frowned in annoyance. "Stupid," I muttered.

Everyone was out on dates with their partners since it was Valentine's Day.

It's not like I'm single... but Yeonjun probably doesn't even remember. He left early for work this morning, leaving only a quick goodbye note on the fridge.

With a sigh, I got up from the couch and walked to the mirror, checking my reflection.

"Hmm... I should change," I mumbled to myself.

Suddenly, an idea popped into my head. Since it's Valentine's, I should wear something special, something... tempting. A smirk formed on my lips.

I grabbed my phone and sent a message to Soobin-hyung.

Soobin-hyung, anti-romantic as ever. I rolled my eyes and decided to search for ideas on Google and Pinterest.

After a while, I ended up shopping online, already excited to see Yeonjun's reaction.

I knew we hadn't gone on a date, and he probably didn't even remember, but at least I'd be giving him a gift today, with this outfit.

Suddenly, I froze in place.

Damn. The outfit was way too risky.

Looks like I'll have to risk my legs for tonight.

I facepalmed.

Yeonjun's POV:

"Yeah, please pack these chocolates."

I smiled as I picked out chocolates and flowers for Beomgyu.

My baby deserves the world.

A/N's POV:

Yeonjun was dressed in a crisp white collared shirt tucked neatly into his black khaki pants, paired with a black tie and a stylish set of glasses.

Time Skip

Beomgyu's POV:

It was 8:00 PM. Yeonjun usually got home late, around 11 or sometimes even midnight.

That meant I had plenty of time... but I couldn't contain my excitement.

So, I decided to bake cookies.

With a baking tutorial playing on the tablet propped up on the counter, I stirred the batter, carefully following along.

Honestly, this was my first time baking, and I had no idea what I was doing. I just hoped it wouldn't end in disaster.

Once the batter was ready, I poured it into the tray, shaping the cookies into stars and hearts.

Sliding the tray into the oven, I smiled to myself, feeling satisfied.

As the cookies baked in the oven, I started cleaning up the kitchen.

Half an hour later, the sweet aroma filled the air, it smelled amazing.

My heart pounded with anticipation as I slipped on a pair of oven gloves, ready to check on them. Please turn out good...

Taking a deep breath, I opened the oven and peered inside.

A bright smile spread across my face.

They looked perfect.

Carefully, I took the tray out and placed it on the counter.

Curious, I picked up a cookie and took a bite. The moment it touched my tongue, my face lit up.

"It's so good!" I beamed, feeling a rush of happiness.

Without wasting any time, I grabbed a piping bag and began decorating the cookies with pink and red chocolate, making them look as special as tonight.

Yeonjun's POV:

I finally arrived at the mansion, parking my car with a satisfied smile.

Tonight, I wanted to surprise Gyu.

Grabbing the bouquet and chocolates, I stepped out and walked toward the door. He's probably scrolling through his phone or watching TV right now, I thought with amusement.

Wanting to keep my surprise intact, I quickly hid the bouquet and chocolates behind me, then carefully pushed the door open, making sure to be as quiet as possible.

As I stepped inside, I peeked around the house, making sure Beomgyu hadn't noticed me yet.

But the moment my eyes landed on the kitchen, I froze in place.

My throat went dry.

Beomgyu was standing there... wearing that.

I swallowed hard.

Why is he dressed like that...? And what is he even doing in the kitchen...?

I quickly turned my face away, my free hand hovering over my eyes as if shielding myself from the sight.

Is he trying to kill me with this?

A loose white shirt hung off his shoulders, exposing just enough skin to make my heart race.

And those white thigh-high stockings, with red ribbons tied neatly around them.

And then... Lord, give me patience.

Tiny. Black. Shorts.

Shorts that barely covered anything, hugging his thighs in a way that was downright sinful.

I had to physically restrain myself.

Taking a deep breath, I stepped forward and gently placed my free hand on his waist. I had no idea what he was doing, but whatever it was, he was too focused to notice me.

"...Gyu."

He flinched so hard he nearly jumped, spinning around to face me with wide, startled eyes.

"Yeonjun!?" He stammered, breath hitching. "H-How... when-?!"

His big, doe eyes blinked up at me in pure shock, his lips parting slightly.

I chuckled softly, lifting my hands to reveal the bouquet and chocolates.

"Happy Valentine's, my love."

Beomgyu's POV:

I took the bouquet and chocolates, staring at the flowers in disbelief before looking back at Yeonjun. My heart pounded in my chest.

"T-Thanks... I didn't know you remembered." A soft smile crept onto my lips, and I could feel my cheeks flushing.

"Why wouldn't I?" He smirked, watching as I brought the flowers closer to inhale their scent.

I glanced back at him. "Black-dipped roses? You didn't have to buy such expensive ones, you know."

He chuckled, reaching out to tuck a strand of my hair behind my ear, his fingers barely grazing my skin, sending a shiver down my spine.

"I'd buy you a whole garden, but for now, these will have to do."

I bit my lip at his words, but before I could say anything, his gaze landed on the cookies I had just finished decorating.

He blinked. "And what were you trying to do, love?"

I grinned, picking up a cookie and holding it up to his lips, gesturing for him to take a bite.

"I baked cookies for you since it's Valentine's. How is it?" I asked sweetly.

He took a bite, chewing for a moment before smirking. "It tastes so bad."

My smile dropped instantly.

"H-Huh? B-But..." I looked at the cookies on the counter, my stomach twisting in disappointment.

Before I could sulk, he chuckled and reached out, grabbing my waist and pulling me closer.

His fingers tilted my chin up, making me look into his eyes.

"Baby, it tastes really good... I'm so proud of you," he whispered, his voice softer now.

I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding, looking up at him as warmth spread through my chest.

But then, I felt his fingers trailing down my back, reaching the straps of my apron.

With one swift motion, he undid the knot, and the apron slipped off, falling to the floor.

His eyes darkened as they roamed over me.

"...And are you planning to kill me with this outfit, hmm?"

I could feel the heat rising up my neck. My hands fidgeted at my sides.

"I-I... wanted to..." I swallowed hard, avoiding his intense gaze.

Yeonjun's POV:

I watched his shy gaze, the way his cheeks darkened under my stare, he was definitely getting flustered.

"You wanted to?" I murmured, my voice dipping lower as I searched for his eyes.

Before he could react, I picked him up effortlessly and placed him on the counter, now perfectly at my eye level. I leaned in, trapping him between my arms on either side of the counter.

"H-Hey! Don't get the wrong idea!" he stammered, trying to sound firm, but his voice wavered.

I chuckled darkly, my hands finding their place on his thighs, my fingers grazing over his sensitive skin.

"Wrong idea?" I mused, tilting my head slightly. "To think you're wearing this in front of me... quite bold of you, sweetheart."

His breath hitched. My eyes lingered on his exposed shoulder, the soft skin practically inviting me closer.

Slowly, I loosened my tie, my lips curving into a smirk.

"Take off my glasses," I ordered, my voice dripping with something unspoken.

His fingers trembled slightly as they brushed against my face, removing my glasses with care. The second they were off, without warning, without hesitation, I crashed my lips against his.

I felt him tug on my shoulder, his touch light yet desperate. So very cute of him.

I deepened the kiss, and as his lips parted slightly, I took the opportunity to explore further, claiming every inch of him like I had countless times before.

Another night of making him mine. Of leaving him breathless.

I kissed him senseless, slow yet relentless, savoring the way he melted against me.

Finally, I pulled away just enough to watch him pant, his chest rising and falling as he struggled to catch his breath. His lips were swollen, his eyes hazy.

Leaning in, I whispered against his lips, my voice dark and teasing.

"Baby, be honest... do you like it when I'm turned on like this, hm?"

He looked up at me with those needy, desperate eyes—so damn tempting.

"Stop teasing me..." he murmured, his arms wrapping around my neck, pulling me closer. My hands roamed up his thighs, creeping higher, feeling the way his body tensed under my touch.

I gripped his waist, pinning him against the counter as I pressed my lips to his neck, sucking, biting, claiming him. Mine. His breath hitched, a soft, broken whimper spilling from his lips—the kind of sound that made my patience snap.

"So sensitive... and I've barely even started," I whispered against his flushed skin, my tongue tracing over the mark I just left. He shuddered, tilting his head to the side, offering himself up to me.

I didn't waste the opportunity. Hickeys bloomed under my lips as I worked my way down his neck, each one making him squirm, making him whimper even sweeter.

I pulled back just enough to watch him, his lips parted, breath uneven, pupils blown wide with need.

"Tell me where you want my lips next, baby," I murmured, my fingers tracing slow circles on his thighs, teasing. "Be a good boy and use your words."

"C-Can we go to the bed?" Beomgyu's voice came out softer than a whisper, laced with hesitation and something sweeter, need.

How could I ever say no to him?

Without a second thought, I scooped him up effortlessly, feeling the warmth of his body press against mine. "Wrap your legs around me, sweetheart," I murmured against the shell of his ear, my voice dripping with intent.

Obedient as ever, he tightened his hold, his thighs squeezing around my waist as his arms looped around my neck. I carried him with ease, savoring the way his breath hitched when I held him just a little closer.

Laying him down gently, I hovered above him, caging him in between my arms. His fingers fidgeted with the hem of his shirt, tugging it downward as if it could shield him from my hungry gaze.

I chuckled darkly. "Baby, you always get shy like it's your first time," I teased, my voice dipping lower.

The way he blushed, the way his eyes darted away from mine, it only made me want to ruin him more.

Slowly, deliberately, I reached for his wrist, peeling his hand away from the fabric and pinning it beside his head. "Why hide from me, hmm?" I whispered, my lips ghosting over his throat, feeling the pulse quicken beneath my touch.

"I want to see all of you, sweetheart. Every inch. Every reaction."

I let my lips graze his skin, trailing dangerously slow downward. The moment I bit down, marking him deep, a sharp gasp escaped his lips, his body arching against me in the most delicious way.

I smirked against his neck, enjoying the way he squirmed beneath me.

"Now tell me, baby..." I whispered, my fingers tracing down his trembling frame, "...just how badly do you want me tonight?"

Guys I already wrote of 2000 words, should I write a part 2??? NSFW sauce you know😋