Love Me (I Do) Chap. 15 END

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Title: Love Me (I Do)

Pairing: Kaisoo (Fem!Kyungsoo)

Genre: Genderbender, Romance, Smut, Fluff, Angst

Length: Series

Summary: Being in an unrequited love is something everyone has experienced in their life. Stealing glances from afar, smiling to yourself just because your crush glances back at you. Wanting to get into the seat next to them. Pouting when they don’t see you. Do Kyungsoo has experienced it all.



















 
Chapter 15



Jongin gives a strained smile to Kyungsoo before he rushes out of the house. It hurts him to ignore her like this but he can’t help it. He can’t even imagine to be standing beside Kyungsoo and looking all happy, when all he had done to her was to hurt her.

It feels like he doesn’t deserve to even breathe the same air as her.

He sighs, kicking the small stone beside his foot as he stands at the hill of his secret hideout. It’s a spot no one knows, the place where only Jongin has ever come, and for him to think about every single thing in his life; from his college, his family, his friends, even to Kyungsoo. Mostly about Kyungsoo, though.

Maybe Kyungsoo really deserves to be with someone else, someone who understands her and someone who can treat her like she is the most fragile thing in the whole world. Someone like Oh Sehun, who is her childhood best friend and someone who is always there for her.

“My life is so pitiful.” Jongin mutters, sitting down onto the hill.

He falls for a girl, denying it, then admitting it, then having a kid, then realizing that he is not worth it.

“Heh.” He chuckles bitterly, lying down on the grass and throwing an arm over his eyes.

Would Kyungsoo end up with Oh Sehun? Would they be happy? Would Kyungsoo be happy? Would their child call Oh Sehun with ‘dad’?

Just the mere thought of it makes Jongin’s heart wrenches in pain. Spending the time with Kyungsoo and their unborn baby makes his attached to them and he really can’t imagine his child to be calling someone else with father. He just hopes Kyungsoo would at least let the child know who the real father is. If… if Oh Sehun is a better father than him then Jongin can’t do anything.

His phone rings and Jongin jolts up in surprise. The ringtone is a special tone he puts for Kyungsoo’s numbers, in case something emergency is needed.

“He –”

“Kyungsoo is giving birth. Come right away. This is your last chance.” Oh Sehun says sternly and Jongin’s head spins because he doesn’t understand.

Kyungsoo. Birth. Chance.

“Oh fuck!” He curses, stumbling as he hurriedly sits up and runs towards his car. During the whole time of his drive, he barely listens to Oh Sehun’s voice telling him which hospital he should come to and Jongin’s head is spinning, his heart is wrenching in worry.

See? He is late for another step. It’s always Oh Sehun.

Maybe it’s the sign for him to step back. It’s already a lost battle for him.











Jongin arrives at the hospital and runs inside, not caring about his still on car and rushes towards the emergency room. He pants, his breathing is ragged when he finds Oh Sehun is standing there outside of the room.

The male glances at him and Jongin deflates in fear.

“How… How is Kyungsoo?” He croaks out, his throat dry.

Oh Sehun looks at him straight into his eyes.

“Get inside. She is waiting for you.”

Jongin blinks in surprise. Did he hear it right?

“What?”

“I said go inside, you fucker. This is your last chance. Don’t ever fuck it up.” Oh Sehun pushes him towards the operation room and Jongin stumbles on his feet. The door is closed behind his back and he is greeted with the sight of Kyungsoo in hospital gown, breathing shallowly and sweating a bucket.

“S-Soo,” he chokes, rushing to her side.

Kyungsoo opens her eyes and she glances at him, smiling happily. “You come,” she whispers.

“Of course. I’m sorry I’m late.” Jongin whispers, gently taking her hand and pressing a kiss on her knuckle.

“No, you are not late. It’s not the right time yet.” Kyungsoo twists her hand to hold onto his cheek. Jongin stares at her.

“Jongin, I… I haven’t asked this to you but I think this might be the right time. Do you… do you want to be with me and our little peanut?”

“Kyungsoo,”

“I want to know what you think, Jongin. We can’t keep ignoring this.”

“I… I do, but I don’t deserve it.” Jongin murmurs, his eyes glancing away. Kyungsoo holds onto his jaw and caresses his cheek.

“Why do you say that?”

“All I had done to you was to hurt you so many times and I… I don’t think I’m the right guy for you. You… You have Oh Sehun. He is a better guy than me. I’m nothing. I’m sorry, Soo, for everything.” Jongin says, swallowing the bile down his throat.

Kyungsoo’s face scrunches up as she cries. Jongin panics and wipes the tears away.

“But I don’t want anyone else. I only want you, Jongin. Don’t you want me?” She sobs, her face crinkling cutely.

Jongin nods his head crazily. “I do. I love you. I want you, of course, but –”

“I love you, too, Jongin. That’s okay. You don’t have to think anymore. I want you and little peanut wants her dad, too.”

“Her?” Jongin sniffs, smiling slightly. Kyungsoo thumbs his tears away. “Mother’s instinct.”

The both of them cry softly and Jongin leans close to kiss her lips. “I love you, Kyungsoo. Okay. If you let me, I will be with you.”

“Stay with us, Jongin. We are family.” Kyungsoo pecks him again and they laugh softly. Jongin holds onto her hand and that’s a simple promise of a new start for a better future.











“What are you going to name her?” Jongin asks, watching onto the baby girl inside of Kyungsoo’s arms.

With a weak smile, Kyungsoo glances up at him. “I don’t know yet. Do you have any idea?”

Jongin stares at the baby, her eyes still closed tightly and her tiny fists curling.

“Soomi.” He breathes softly.

“Kim Soomi. I love it.” Kyungsoo beams, caressing the baby girl. Jongin dips down to kiss her temple and Kyungsoo smiles at him.

Jongin watches the sight and he feels his stomach is flipping upside down. It’s so beautiful. Kyungsoo looks messed up from giving birth and her lips are chapped and dry, but looking at her holding onto their baby girl with her eyes shining in pure happiness and affection, Jongin feels like he finally finds his home.

“I love you.” He whispers, alerting Kyungsoo who then looks up at him. She stares into his eyes before she nods.

“I love you, too, Jongin. Thank you.”

“No,” Jongin shakes his head, “thank you. For everything. For wanting me to stay. For giving me such a miracle. For just… being you.”

Kyungsoo laughs softly, touching his face. “It’s okay to cry, Jongin.”

His lips tremble before the first drop of tears rolls down his face. He has been holding onto his tears of happiness for God knows how long. He can’t even hold it back anymore. Kyungsoo is cooing at him, caressing his head, and pecking his lips softly. She tells him that it’s okay, it’s alright now, they are okay. And she tells him that he is more crybaby than Soomi. Jongin’s lips purse and Kyungsoo pecks him.

“I’m sorry.”

“Don’t say sorry for crying, Jongin. We need to let the tears out sometimes.”

“Not only that, I just… I’m sorry for everything I have caused. I’m scared of falling in love, Kyungsoo, but I can’t get you out of my head. You are just… I can’t even imagine myself having your love so I avoided you and look, that was another mistake I caused. I’m just –”

Kyungsoo kisses him. “Stop talking, will you, daddy?”

Jongin’s breathe hitches and he deflates, relaxing.

“The past is over. We have Soomi now. Let’s just think about the future, okay? I love you and you say you love me. It’s all that matters.”

He wipes his tears away with his sleeve. “Okay.” Kyungsoo smiles at him and he smiles back.











“Oh my.” Kyungsoo squeaks as she gets another bouquet of flowers. Jongin is looking all shy while holding onto it for her.

“For you.” He murmurs, glancing away.

Kyungsoo puts down the catalogue she is reading and she takes the flowers away.

“Again, Jongin?” She smiles in amusement. Jongin looks embarrassed and he pouts slightly.

“I can’t help it. They are pretty. Just like you.” He shifts on his feet, like a little child getting caught in stealing candies.

Kyungsoo laughs and tugs him down to join her on the couch. She kisses his cheek. “Thank you. I love it.”

Jongin gives her a shy smile before Kyungsoo snuggles against him.

“I choose the theme already.” She tells him, grabbing back the catalogue to show him. Jongin hums.

“Do you know who you want to invite to the wedding?”

“I do, but not much. Just close friends and family –” She stops. Jongin catches the sign.

“Soo, do you want to invite your parents?”

Kyungsoo fiddles with her fingers. “I do, but would they come?”

“You wouldn’t know. Do you want to try?”

She looks up at him. “Will you come with me when I give them the invitation?”

“Of course.” He grins and kisses her temple. Kyungsoo smiles and starts telling him about the colors she chooses for their wedding.











Kyungsoo heaves a deep breath, glancing back to Jongin who is holding onto Soomi and standing beside the car for mental support, before she knocks onto the door of her childhood house. It brings back so many memories. She had been away from this house for so long.

The door is opened and she finds her mother standing there. The woman looks surprised to see her.

“I just,” Kyungsoo starts when she sees her mother is about to tell her off, “I just want to give you this.” She pushes the invitation towards her mother and the woman takes it.

“I’m getting married.” Kyungsoo says softly, still feeling this all is unreal. She has a daughter and she is getting married to Jongin, and now she is giving the wedding invitation to her mother like they are some kind of strangers.

The woman looks up at her, before glancing at Jongin who is standing a bit far away.

“Is that him?” She asks. Kyungsoo nods. “And that’s your kid?”

Kyungsoo glances at Soomi and Jongin, smiling slightly, “Yeah. My daughter.”

Her mother says nothing and Kyungsoo chews on her lip. “I’m not going to force you to come but… it would mean something if you come… Mom. S-See you, hopefully.” She stutters before she runs away, rushing back towards Jongin who is staring at her worriedly.

They get into the car and Jongin drives away. Kyungsoo clutches onto Soomi and breathes in her baby scent to calm her down.

“Are you alright, Soo? What did she say?”

“She didn’t say anything. She just… looked at you two. Ah, I don’t know anymore.” Kyungsoo huffs, throwing her head back towards the head rest of the seat.

Jongin laughs softly. “Don’t think.” He says and when he sees it’s red light, he leans sideways to kiss her lips. Soomi taps his chin and Jongin coos.

“Yes, you too, Princess.” He says, before pressing kisses all over the baby’s face.

Kyungsoo laughs and hits his shoulder when the light turns to green.











“You may now kiss the bride.”

Jongin grins as he leans close, pressing his lips on top of Kyungsoo’s and the both of them smile into the kiss. The guests clap and some even make cat whistles. When he leans away, Kyungsoo is sporting a shy smile.

They hold a private wedding where only their friends and family come. With the theme of outdoor wedding, everyone congratulates them as they walk along the aisle. Jongin grins the whole time while Kyungsoo shyly smiles to the guests.

Kyungsoo is wearing a simple white dress which ends under her knees, the flare skirt shakes as the soft breeze blows. She has a flower crown on top of her head and she looks like an angel. Jongin thinks he is so lucky.

They get close to Soomi and gives the baby girl a kiss on each of her cheeks. She giggles and claps her chubby fingers.

“Are you ready?” Kyungsoo asks at the mass of women under there. She stands on the stage, showing her back to the women guests to get ready in throwing the bride bouquet.

“Yes!” A series of high pitched voice calls. Kyungsoo grins before she swings her hands and throws the bouquet away. Girls are screaming while trying to catch it and Kyungsoo spins around to see who gets it.

It lands into Baekhyun’s unsuspecting hands and Kyungsoo claps loudly.

“Chanyeol! I’m waiting for the good news!” She says, ignoring Chanyeol’s choking on his fruit punch and Baekhyun’s red face.











“Wow! Would you look at that—wah!” Kyungsoo squeals when Jongin lifts her up bridal style as soon as they arrive in their honeymoon room.

She laughs when he throws her onto the bed before he crawls on top of her. He kisses her softly, Kyungsoo smiles and wraps her arms around him to pull him down.

“Hey, wifey.” Jongin calls, smiling down at her. Kyungsoo grins, “Hey there, hubby.”

They laugh softly and cuddle close on the bed, relishing in the moment. Soomi is with Jongin’s mom and they are free to have the whole week to screw each other without having to worry about life. It’s all about them for now.

“It’s nearing night time.” Jongin says against the crown of her head. Kyungsoo squeezes her hold around his waist. “Yeah?”

“Aren’t you tired? Should we get ready to sleep?”

Kyungsoo huffs, sitting up. “But it’s our first night! We should enjoy it!”

Jongin stutters when Kyungsoo lifts her blouse over her head. He grunts when she trails her fingers along his jaw.

“Come on, Jongin. We haven’t done it for so long.”

That’s enough for Jongin to cross the gap and gives her a bruising kiss on her lips. His hands grab her close, gripping her bare waist tightly while Kyungsoo reaches to unbutton his shirt. Her fingers touch his chest, rubbing the heated skin, before going down to unbuckle his pants in a swift move.

Their lips move hungrily, saliva dripping and tongues dancing together. Kyungsoo moans when Jongin forcefully yanks her skirt down along with her panty. He leans away, getting out of his pants before Kyungsoo crawls onto his lap, straddling him.

He unclasps her bra and goes to nuzzle into her chest. Kyungsoo throws her head back, gasping for air. She almost forgets that Jongin loves her big boobs. He is licking along the flesh before moving to her nipple.

Kyungsoo reaches her hands down to tug onto his cock, smiling when he groans. She runs her hands up and down along the long shaft, pumping it and teasing the slit. Jongin is gripping onto her tightly, biting on her breast to muffle his grunts.

“Come on, Jongin,” she whisper, guiding his cock into her. She is being so impatient.

Jongin holds onto her curvy hips, pushing his erection into her. The both of them moan out, feeling their being one after such a long time. Kyungsoo pulls onto Jongin’s hair, tilting his face up before she gives him an open mouthed kiss. Jongin moans into her mouth, settling her down onto his cock.

It’s not only sex, it’s making love. Kyungsoo lets out breathy moans when Jongin drags his mouth along her skin, nipping on her neck, then goes to her shoulder. She arches her back as he grabs onto his boobs with his hands.

“Oh- ooh,” she moans. They haven’t even started moving but the both of them are so aroused that it feels insane. They can’t get their hands off of each other. Jongin gropes her breasts with both palms, enjoying the feeling of squeezing her firm flesh. He pushes her breasts together to the center, forcing her nipples to press together, before giving the both of them a lick at the same time.

Kyungsoo whines, her voice coming out sensually while she writhes under his touch. She clutches onto his back, watching Jongin paying so much attention to her chest until he forgets to move.

She grinds down and he chokes. Releasing her reddening breasts, Jongin goes to grip onto her hips and begins to move in and out. Kyungsoo shudders, enjoying the familiar drag of his cock with her inner walls. It’s been so long since the last time they have it rough. The last time they did it was when she was still pregnant and it went too slow.

Kyungsoo plants her feet flat on the bed and bounces on his cock. Jongin throws his head back, groaning in pleasure. Her under thighs make the slapping sound everytime she slams down onto his legs. Her butt jiggles on each bounce. Her boobs jolts and Jongin is staring at them.

She presses their forehead together, their breathing mingle, and their lips touching without kissing each other. They keep moving for pleasure while Kyungsoo holds onto Jongin’s jaws.

“I, haaa, love y-you, ah, ah, Jong- in,” she pants softly.

Jongin fastens his pace, gripping her tight against him. “I love you, too. So much, Soo.”

Kyungsoo screams out, reaching her orgasm, while Jongin continues to pump into her for a few more seconds, before exploding into her.

The both of them pant heavily and Kyungsoo leans to press their lips together despite the lack of oxygen. Jongin smiles, laughing breathlessly.

“I love you, Kyungsoo, my lovely wife.”











Jongin wakes up in the morning, feeling disoriented and confused, but overall happy. He hears the sound of shower going on and he sits up, throwing the covers away while he yawns. Smacking his lips, he opens his eyes sleepily, only to have them pop out in shock.

He forgets that the bathroom in this room is transparent, means that the wall is made of glass and he can watch his wife taking a shower in there. Oh fuck, he bites his lip when he follows the water rolling down on the curve of Kyungsoo’s body. It rolls from the tip of her nose, sliding down from her plump lips, continuing on her neck and going lower to her breast and stopping for a while on her perky nipple, before finally rolling down to her stomach, and ending up along the length of her leg.

Jongin grunts, his uncovered cock is not even helping by twitching in need. He reaches down and jerks himself to the sight of his wife showering in there. Oh, he thanks whoever had chosen this room for their honeymoon. Kyungsoo is still unaware that he is watching her. Jongin’s hand moves faster, his cock swells in need, and he pants as his end is nearing.

Oh snap. Kyungsoo opens her eyes and glances at him, finding him jerking off to her. A naughty smile curls on her lips before she stops the shower and walks out of the glass cubicle. Jongin’s heart is thundering in his chest when Kyungsoo, in her dripping wet and naked glory, walks towards him.

“Hey,” she calls, her voice soft and innocent, yet she drops onto her knees and grabs his cock into her hand.

Jongin curses when she opens her mouth to give kitten licks along his shaft. She is still so wet from her shower and the water is dripping continuously onto the carpet, yet she pays no mind to it because she goes down on him and swallows him deeply. Jongin grips onto the rumpled covers behind him, holding himself back from thrusting into her mouth.

Kyungsoo looks up, eyes wide and innocently staring at him, while her plump lips are spread wide around his erection. Jongin’s chest heaves and it takes him no more than a few minutes before he comes spurting down her throat.

She leans away, licking him clean and Jongin thinks she is going to stop, but no, oh, she continues to nip along his shaft and teases his sensitive slit, awakening another hard on.

“S-Soo,” he calls with cracking voice.

Kyungsoo grins, standing up and pushing him down on his chest. Jongin bounces back on the bed and Kyungsoo crawls on top of him. She rubs her wet core against his crotch before her hand grabs his cock and she sits down on it.

Jongin’s eyes roll to the back of his head when he feels his cock is breaching her tightness again. What to do? His wife is always full of surprises.

“Soo- fuck!” He chokes on his breathe when Kyungsoo stares down to him. Her hands balance herself on his chest as she starts to bounce on him. Her wet hair falls framing her face like a curtain and the water drips down onto him. Jongin clutches onto her hips, feeling them still cold from the shower.

“Ah, ah, aah,” Kyungsoo moans, bouncing on him like a professional.

Jongin can’t help but to enjoy this. It’s rare to have Kyungsoo taking control and he could only lie there and let Kyungsoo fuck herself on his cock. Her face is so sensual, it seems like she really enjoys this morning session. Kyungsoo bounces faster on him, lifting away from his cock and slamming back down deeper; her whole body bouncing on her movement.

He grabs onto her bouncing tits, the big swollen flesh never fails to amaze him. Jongin has never found someone else with bigger tits than Kyungsoo.

His palms grope onto the shaking breasts, making Kyungsoo moans and she arches her back to offer her chest more into his hands. Jongin’s mouth curls into a devilish grin. His fingers squeeze her boobs, his thumbs rolling her perked nipples. Kyungsoo’s eyes roll to the back of her head, her inner walls tightening deliciously around his cock. Jongin chokes on his breathe.

He lets go of her breasts to reach one hand down, rubbing onto her clit while his other hand holds against her tensed stomach. Kyungsoo cries out, her nails digging into his chest.

She whimpers when Jongin thrusts up, helping her bounces faster on his lap. Their ragged breathing and sensual moans fill the bright morning and it’s the biggest pleasure to reach their orgasm at the same time. While Kyungsoo is stilling on top of him, moaning and whimpering when she finishes, Jongin’s hips stutter and his cock bursts out his cum into her.

Kyungsoo slumps down onto him, breathing heavily against his neck, while Jongin lies there in the afterglow.

“Baby, you can’t do this again. You are killing me.” He whispers breathlessly. Kyungsoo hugs him tightly as she chuckles against his skin.

“But I love it. It’s new to be on top.”

“Okay, I will let you on top sometimes, but not too often, or we are going to have a whole team of children. You squeeze me dry whenever you ride me. My cock is going to wrinkle and die.”

Kyungsoo bursts out laughing at his statement and Jongin laughs too, hugging her close. They share lazy kisses while smiling, knocking their teeth together, but no one cares. Jongin caresses his wife’s smooth skin, splaying his palms over her lower back while Kyungsoo’s fingers twist his messy hair.

“Don’t start.” Jongin mutters against her lips, feeling her fingers riling him up again. “Or you won’t be out of this room by the end of the week.”

Kyungsoo giggles softly. “I won’t mind though.”

“But I mind. I’m getting old. I can’t catch up with too much sex.” Jongin mutters lowly, making Kyungsoo laughs again.

“Soomi’s daddy is getting old, eh?” She teases him. Jongin pouts at her and Kyungsoo kisses his pursed lips.

“It’s okay. You could be getting old and not strong enough for five rounds of sex. I would still love you, Jongin.” She kisses the tip of his nose.

Jongin grins, pushing her hair away to see her face clearer. “You do?”

“I do.” Kyungsoo smiles, rubbing their noses together. Jongin smiles, his heart is fluttering in happiness.

“Do you, Jongin? Do you love me?”

Jongin smiles, hugging her close.

“I do. I really do.”









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