[M] Quiet.

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Pairing: Taehyung / Reader

Summary: Late night phone calls seldom end but one way, especially with Taehyung; and especially when Jungkook awakes his possessive inclinations.  

Count: 7.2k (RIP)

Warning(s): Smut, casual breath play because I’m trash, and (very) light spanking cause, you know… 

A/N: Smut debut with Taehyung because, yeah, I guess you could say I like to suffer.   

You were violently jerked awake by the
sudden buzzing of your pillow. With a lazy hand, you trailed your fingers up
the bed until the very tips of them grazed the cold metallic surface of the
device. The room was completely dark until you flipped over your phone with
clumsy hands. On the screen, his smile seemed a thousand times brighter than
ever before, illuminating every corner of your shared bedroom. The unexpected
flash made your eyes press shut urgently avoiding the blinding flare of light,
and it made a gruff hand smack down on the dumb smile that disturbed your
precious sleep, as though you could dull its brightness with your intentions
alone. 

A sloppy swipe of your index fingers
in rushed fashion was all you managed, eyes still shut in stubborn effort to
remain asleep. You barely checked to see if the call was answered at all before
flopping back down and turning on your side so you could precariously balance
the device against your ear.

“What?” You snapped not bothering to
hide the annoyance in your hoarse voice at all because though you weren’t
exactly sure what time it was, you were certain it was still dark out and that
was unacceptable. 

“Baby,” He purred quietly and in a low
voice. It was they sort of tone that drew your full attention with little
effort, and had your eyes snapping open in knowing understanding. 

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