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He stood there, sweat glistening and sliding, shining under the harsh lights as the stadium roared with cheers and ecstatic screams. His brothers huffed and puffed, in a similar state, the adrenaline running high as they took the final bow.
You were standing backstage, proud of your boys.. every performance, every award was another step forward, but today there's was something in his eyes!! Something dark and ravishing that only you knew, that only the boys knew. You recognized the need, the edge and felt a shiver run down your spine and felt the heat coiling in your gut..
You saw them walking down the stage and noticed how they shielded their leader, how each one of them was touching him in one way or the another, a hand at his back, one clutching his sleeves, another one linked to his fingers.. you saw the signs, they saw the signs.. you felt peace settle in your bones as finally, today was the day you both will get the chance to let go...You turned your back and walked away, the clicking of heels drowned by the crowd outside. You called a cab and gave the address.
It felt like coming home when you unlocked the door to their dorms, took of your heels, set the thermostat at just the right temperature and started stripping, leaving behind the trail of breadcrumbs for him to follow.
If felt like coming home when the smooth material of the stocking clasped the garter tightly, when the weight of the choker settled between your neck, when you slid down to your knees and waited.
It felt like coming home when you heard them enter, laughing and joking but turning silent on seeing the surprise you left behind, when each of their steps synced with your heartbeat, when finally the door opened and you looked up.
It felt like coming home when you see the relief and understanding in their eyes, see the love and gratitude in the lines of their smile, see the acceptance that you know reflects in your eyes too..
They all knew this was for him, this was between you both today so when they smiled and moved back to leave, it was surprising when two whines echoed in the silent room. They chuckled and took their seats at the couch, you turned your head at the 6 of them, all sitting there like kings, still dressed in their fitted suits, looking like the predators ready to pounce on their prey.
But today was not about them, it was about us, you saw him still standing there at the door, the metallic blue 3 piece suite hugging him perfectly, the blond hair sweeper to the side, exposing the forehead you loved so much.. but it was always his eyes that was your undoing, the piercing gaze of the leader of BTS was what made you quiver.
You knew he'll be rough and fast and relentless, but there was something about the way he looked at you, the way he whispered the dirtiest of the things in your ear and still made you feel the most loved and most worthy person.. how you'll follow his command even if you're at the very edge and he'll stop and all you'll be able to do is look at him with tearful eyes.. how he'll not let you fall into the precipice you've been begging for yet make you just feel.. how he'll trace your imperfections with his fingers and make you love yourself.. how by the end of it he'll hold you and you both will hide tears in each other's neck and finally let go...