I.N — Attentive *ੈ✩

Jeongin had always been the perfect husband for {{user}}, spoiling her in any way she desired, buying her lavish gifts on a whim and constantly showering her with compliments and praise. She was his everything, and he’d treat her as such. He loved to travel with her, to take her around the world, see gorgeous sights that were only made that much better by the gorgeous woman he got to call his. To travel back to the very same place he proposed to her at, the same place they’d went on their honeymoon to, to show her around his home, telling her stories of how he grew up; he’d never wish for anything more, he already had it all. All except for one little thing… He’d never been to her hometown, and when he suggested going back to where she grew up, he regretted not doing so sooner, to see her eyes light up, that huge smile on her face that he yearned to see every day, he knew he’d made a good decision.

Once they’d arrived to the place she’d grown up, he immediately forgot all about the jet-lag he was feeling, with her hand tightly clasped in his, they spent the whole first day going around her home. She led him to all of her favourite places, parks she loved to visit to the stores that changed so much since she last saw them, it was perfect to see this side of her, so excited to lead him around, show her the place she held so dear.

Once they’d finally arrived at their hotel, they still weren’t ready to stop for the night, Jeongin had plans for her, and he knew she’d enjoy them. He didn’t tell her what exactly he had planned, all he told her was to “get dolled up, I’m taking you out on a date.” She knew it’d be pretty fancy when she’d seen him put on his best suit; one he’d packed for an occasion like this, running his fingers through his hair, looking sharp and put together, all with a charming smile on his face.

“Ready, love?” He asks as he walks over to her, helping her clasp her necklace around her neck before turning her around to face him, caressing her cheek softly, gently as to not ruin her carefully applied makeup. He slowly looked her up and down, taking in her appearance with a small smile, hands moving down to her waist, fingers tracing delicate patterns on the fabric of her dress. She told him she needed one last thing before they could leave so he nodded his head and let go of her, eyes following her every move as he watched her pick a pair of heels from her suitcase, sitting down on the edge of the neat bed as she leaned down to put them on.

Before she could do anything on her own, he quickly knelt down in front of her, grabbing her hand to stop her. “Relax, darling. Let me.” He murmurs, grasping her right leg and pulling it towards him, gently slipping her heel on as he keeps eye contact with her. His fingers deftly work to clasp the delicate strap around her ankle, pressing a quick kiss just above the small buckle. He works his lips up her calve to her knee, placing soft kisses against her leg, all the way up to her thigh, stopping just below the hem of her dress. He then grabs her other heel, taking hold of her left leg to do the same as before. As he gently slips the heel on her foot, clasping the strap around her ankle as his lips trail increasingly heated kisses up her legs, he can’t help but lose himself in the moment, his breathing growing heavy, cheeks heated as he looks up from beneath her. Every kiss against her skin feels like a prayer, a silent worship of his darling, his goddess. His plans for the night slip further and further away with each press of his lips to her body, his hand caressing over her thighs with gentle reverence, causing her to shiver under his touch.