#han jisung college au
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“𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞.”
Han Jisung x f.reader
college au
wc: 5.6k
↳ “You’re the only girl I would leave with and willingly let Changbin use my room to fuck someone all night.”
warnings: protected sex, begging, edging, soft dom Jisung, dry humping, choking, marking, Jisung is obsessed with the mc neck, and can be a little possessive in bed but he’s harmless, names such as: (baby)
an: loosely connected to Open Mind my Changbin story. You don’t have to read that one to understand this story. Chan's story I Think I Like You is next, if you want to be tagged let me know.
𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬.
Friday evenings normally consisted of you working in the school library. You needed all the extra money you could get and this job was a great way to help. Most of your shifts consisted of you putting away books or helping students find books they were looking for. One faithful day you were working two boys you recognized as Han Jisung and Bang Chan spent the evening at a table studying for some big exam. You went about your business putting away a cart full of books near them. The library was quite empty for a Friday. Occasionally you would find yourself glancing over at their table and often found the one you knew as Jisung watching you. The first time your eyes met he quickly looked down at his laptop with a startled look.
When you left the library that night you tried not to think about the cute boy who seemed to watch you your whole shift.
Monday rolled around and you were working the evening shift at the library after finishing up one of your afternoon Labs you had. You were about an hour into your shift when Han Jisung walked into the library alone this time. He was sporting a pair of tight black jeans that had holes over his knees and an oversized gray hoodie that looked like he was swimming in the gray fabric. In one hand he held his laptop and in the other was what looked like a large pink tinted ice latte. He sits in the section near where your library cart is located. This shift was just like the last one. He stayed your whole shift and you weren’t sure if it was wishful thinking but you could almost feel his eyes on you when his back was to you. He didn’t say anything to you that night other than a simple “goodbye” as he left the library.
That Friday that followed was the time he finally got the nerve to talk to you. The library was quite empty at night other than a handful of students trying to get some studying in. You’re at your desk in the back of the library checking to see which section this old book belongs in when Jisung walks towards you. He’s dressed in another pair of tight jeans with an oversized graphic tee and pair of platform converse that made him seem taller than he is.
“Hi,” he awkwardly waves.
“Hi,” you can’t help but smile at nerves he seems, but you can’t lie, you're nervous too. You don’t exactly have a social life. You have a couple friends but most of your time is focused on school and work. You don’t normally have cute boys coming up to talk to you.
“I’m Jisung and I noticed you the other day.”
“I’m YN, I work here.” You wanted to scream, your response to him was so awkward. It was obvious you worked here. You didn’t need to tell him that, nobody comes to the library and spends hours putting away books just for the fun of it.
“I was wondering when you worked next if I could bring you coffee?” he asked.
“Oh,” that definitely wasn’t what you were expecting him to ask you. “I’m here again for the evening shift on Monday.”
He nods his head, “okay cool. I would like to come by and maybe we could talk-” he pauses for a moment and looks at you. “That’s only if you want me to. If you want me to leave you alone I absolutely will. I know you’re technically on the clock, but I thought you might want a little company.” His cheeks are a light shade of pink as he starts to ramble.
“You can come by. I get a little lonely here and it would be nice to have someone to talk to.”
He nods his head again and repeats, “cool cool cool.” You’ve heard about girls dating Jisung and you’re a little surprised he seems so nervous talking to you. “Have you ever had a strawberry latte?”
“No I haven’t but if you want to bring me one I’ll try it.”
He showed up that Monday with the same pink tinted drink he had the first time he came into the library alone. You stood by the table and he sat his stuff down and drank the sweet strawberry flavored drink. It tasted absolutely delicious and soon became your favorite coffee drink.
In the last four months there hasn’t been a Friday shift where you have worked that Jisung hasn’t hung out in the library for part of your shift. Prior to this school year you barely knew Han Jisung. After that fateful Friday he finally spoke to you. It wasn’t long until he spent many of your shifts in the library with Jisung by your side. The conversation normally started out friendly but normally led to Jisung flirting with you.
Standing at your library cart you aren’t surprised to see Han Jisung walking towards you. He’s got a coffee in one hand and in the other he’s holding what looks like a cd case. You stand there staring at him and you immediately notice the sweet smile on his face. He always seems to light up when he sees you.
“I come here with gifts for you,” he smiles, holding out the pink tinted coffee. Of course he brought you your favorite strawberry latte.
“Hi Jisung.”
“What is the cd?” you ask, taking it from his hand.
“It’s going to be 3RACHA’s first official mixtape, and this was the first copy made,” he is beaming as he talks to you. He absolutely lights up every time he talks about his music, and you can’t help but be proud of him. You're suddenly hit with the realization that he gave you of all people the first copy that was made.
“This is literally the first copy made?”
He nods his head rapidly, “you’re the only person I wanted to give this to.”
Opening up the jewel case you pull out the very professional looking booklet. You flip through the little red booklet to the back page where the credits and thanks are listed. Your eyes go wide as you see your name as the only one listed in Jisung’s section with ‘my muse’ next to your name.
The corner of his mouth is turned up giving you a crooked smile. Closing the book you’re at a loss for what you should even say to him. You knew you were special to him, and that the way he flirted with you he definitely saw you as more than a friend. You had no idea he saw you as his muse.
“I inspire you when you write music?”
He scratches the back of neck looking down at the floor. You notice the way his ear flush red suddenly. Butterflies flutter in your stomach realizing how much you actually mean to Jisung.
“You’re the only girl that has ever truly inspired me.”
If all the rumors were true on campus 3RACHA were far from virgins, especially Han Jisung and Seo Changbin. You had heard many many rumors about how Changbin knew his way around a woman's body, and all about Jisung’s groupies who threw themselves at him. You always found it interesting that you heard about women falling at Chan’s feet but he showed them no interest. You can’t help but be shocked that not one of these women had ever inspired him like you had.
“Hanging out with me while I work inspires you?” you look down at the book cart next to you.
“YN, I would love to fully see you outside of this library, and I don’t mean us just going to get coffee like we do. Why don’t we actually hang out or go out together?” Tilting your head you aren’t sure he’s asking you out or if he truly just wants to hang outside the walls of this library. “I can tell by the look on your face you’re overthinking this.”
You really like Jisung and part of you knows he really likes you, but part of you is worried that your feelings might be one-sided. “Jisung can I ask you something?”
He nods.
“Do you like me? Like do you have feelings for me?”
A crooked smile pulls on his lips, “YN I thought it was obvious I liked you. I just don’t hang out in the library for fun. I’m here because I like you, a lot.”
“Oh,” you suddenly feel shy.
He reaches out resting his hand on your cheek. Looking up into his warm eyes you can’t help but smile. His thumb brushes your bottom lip slowly. “Go out with me.” He’s never touched you like this before. Even the few times you met up to get coffee or lunch he’s never really touched you.
“When?”
“Come to my party at mine and Chan’s tomorrow night and then on Sunday I’ll take you out,” his hand never leaves your cheek as you talk. Your body could probably memorize the feeling of his hand touching your cheek.
“You want me to go to your party with you?”
“Yes, I’ll hang out with you the whole night and maybe we can plan what we’ll do on Sunday.”
“Okay,” and just like that you agreed to go out with Jisung. Months and months of him flirting had finally led to something more.
“I really want to kiss you,” he whispers, stepping closer to you. Your eyes drop down to his lips, they have a light gleam to them, you know it's from his melon chapstick that is always in his backpack. You swallow without saying anything. Leaning into him your lips brush for a soft kiss. Your eyes are closed taking in the closeness between you. He takes a deep breath and soft chuckle passes his lips. Leaning in he presses his lips to yours again this time for a more heated kiss. Pulling away he reaches down, taking the strawberry latte from your hand. A smile is plastered on both your faces as he steps back. He brings the tan straw to his lips, taking a drink of the sweet drink he brought for you.
“You tasted just like this strawberry latte.”
Reaching up your fingers, brush your just kissed lips. Jisung watches you carefully before leaning forward pressing his lips to your forehead for a gentle kiss.
“I can’t wait for tomorrow night,” he smiles.
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Walking into the Jisung house he shares with Chan, there's a nervous feeling in your stomach. Without a thought in the world he reaches down taking your hand. You pause glancing up at him. His hand feels warm in yours. The tension in your body releases the moment he touches you.
“Is this okay?” He holds your joined hands up close to eye level.
“Yeah.” It’s actually more than okay. You love the idea of getting to hold Jisung's hand. He leads you through the living room where a few people are scattered. You recognize the beautiful tall one with long hair immediately. He’s an art major a bunch of girls always talk about. Your roommate has talked about having an art class with him. Jisung leads you towards the kitchen where you find Chan and Changbin talking with the same girl you always see Chan with. Before Jisung can introduce you to her she leaves to take a phone call.
“Chan and Changbin, I want to introduce you to my date. This is (YN) and (YN) these are my best friends Chan and Changbin.“ he catches you completely off guard by referring to you as his date. When he invited you to this party you really hoped it was a date but you didn’t get your hopes up.
“It’s nice to meet you,” the one you recognized as Chan said.
“Changbin, aren't you waiting for that girl from your Lit class to show up?” Jisung asks as he releases your hand. He leaves you alone for less than ten seconds before his hand is on your waist pulling you in front of him. His hands wrap around your soft stomach holding you close to him. He’s never held you like this but you could get used to it.
“I don’t know if she’s gonna show up. I was kind of bold and I might have scared her off,” he mumbles looking down at his feet.
“What could you have possibly said to her?” Chan asked.
“I asked if we’re finally going to fuck, and if we are to meet me here.” Your eyes went wide at his statement. You didn’t know what he was going to say but you definitely didn’t expect it to be so blunt.
“Wait a minute. If she comes here to hook up with you, where are you going to sleep with her?” Jisung speaks up quickly.
“I don’t know, I didn't think that far ahead.”
“You aren’t going to have sex in the bathroom upstairs again,” Chan groans. “And you can’t use my room. I have to sleep there tonight. I’m gonna ask Bambi if she wants to stay the night so she doesn’t have to drive home.”
“Is Channie getting laid tonight?” Changbin pats his back.
“I’m not sleeping with her. Our friendship isn’t like that,” he shakes his head. You can tell without knowing much that there is something going on between Chan and his best friend.
“Sungie what’s the chances I can use your room tonight? I really like this girl and I got to try and make this somewhat classy.”
Jisung squeezes your body a little tighter as he pauses. “Bin I need somewhere to sleep and I would really prefer it’s not that uncomfortable couch in the living room. Why can’t you take her back to your place or her place?”
“Because if she agrees to sleep with me I don’t know if I can control myself enough to even leave this house,” Changbin says.
An idea popped into your head that might not be the smartest but had to share it. “Jisung, did you want to have a sleepover at my place tonight? I could use someone to cuddle with.”
Silence takes over the room for a long moment. You can feel both Chan and Changbin’s eyes burning into you. Jisung presses his lips to your cheek before whispering, “are you sure?”
“Yeah we’re on a date right? It seems fitting you come home with me.” You know your words give off the implication that you plan on having sex with him, and to be quite honest when you agreed to come to this party you were hoping it would lead to you making the next step together you weren’t sure if that meant sex or just fooling around, but you wanted more with him.
“I’m gonna make sure we have a great night,” he whispers into your ear. “Bin you can use my room. Three things though. One you have to make my room not look like you didn’t fuck her all night in it. Two any condoms you use you better replace.” You feel your cheeks grow warm and the mention of condoms. “And three you owe me.”
“If you two lovebirds want to hook up at my place, have at it. You can go there tonight if you want. Minho went somewhere with Angel and Hyunjin probably won’t be home until super late.” Changbin reaches into his pocket pulling out his keys.
“I would prefer my own bed,” you speak up.
“Hey Chan, can I talk to you?” the girl you believe to be Bambi pops her into the kitchen. Without saying a word Chan quickly leaves the kitchen following Bambi
Changbin immediately pulls out his phone and you can tell by his demeanor he’s worried about something. You listen as Jisung and Changbin talk about this girl in Changbin’s Lit class he likes. From the way he’s talking about her he seems like he likes her a lot. It’s not long before he heads off making his way through the crowded house.
Jisung releases you from his hold and leads you over to the makeshift bar. He grabs two red cups and starts making two drinks.
“Did you drive here?” he asks.
“No, I live in the apartment down the street.”
He continues to make both drinks and turns around holding one of the cups of the mixture he made. “Um, I want you to know that I don’t want to put you in an uncomfortable position with me staying at your place tonight. I can sleep on your couch if you want.”
There is something calming about the fact that Jisung cares about you and doesn't want to do anything that would possibly make you feel uncomfortable. “I would like for you to sleep in my bed with me.”
“Nothing has to happen between us if you don’t want it to. We can cuddle if you want, and if you want more to happen I will do anything you want. If want to have sex we can, if you just want to make out and dry hump I’m also fine with that. Even if you want to share a bed and not touch at all I will do anything you want. YN I want you to know I care about you and respect you.” He rambled on and his cheeks were starting to flush pink like they do when he gets nervous.
Without even thinking you step forward crashing your lips into his. He reaches back, setting the cup on the counter trying his hardest not to spill any of the liquid. Your lips moved together for a heated kiss. His tongue drags along your bottom lip asking for you to part your lips. One hand grips your soft hip as the other moves your pliant body backwards until he presses against the kitchen wall. Your finger tangled in his long locks. Arching your back pressing your body closer to his as his tongue runs along yours. This kiss is nothing like the ones you shared in the library. One of his hands runs along your side and rests on your butt. Moaning into his kiss you roll your pelvis against his.
“Fuck,” he whispers against your lips.
“Jisung I want to have sex with you,” you whisper as he pulls his lips fully away from yours. He steps back leaving you leaning against the kitchen wall. He reaches down adjusting his tight jeans trying to hide his already hardening cock.
“Okay,” he sighs. He rolls his head back, stretching out his neck. “How much I would love to leave this party immediately. We should probably stay here for a little while before I leave Chan in charge of everyone.
“Okay,” you smile.
That's the only heated kiss you share at the party, because according to Jisung if he kisses you like that again he won’t be able to stop. He takes you around and introduces you to Changbin’s roommate Hyunjin. Standing in the living room you watch Jisung play beer pong with Hyunjin. You’re standing next to him close. Whenever he isn’t taking his turn he has his arm around your waist holding you close to him. You watch the game but you also pay attention to what is happening in the room. You watch a Changbin head upstairs and about ten minutes later you watch a girl head up into the off limits area where Changbin still is. You notice Chan sitting on the couch next to Bambi. She seems like she’s sad but Chan is holding her hand running his thumb across her hand as he leans in talking to her.
Jisung catches you off guard as he leans and presses his lips to your neck for a kiss. You could get used to having him kiss and hold you like this all the time.
Jisung and Hyunjin win their game and soon you’re sitting on the couch right next to Jisung. His arm is over your shoulder holding you close. Chan and Bambi are now talking about something in the kitchen. Jisung leans over and whispers in your ear, “the party has died down. I think Chan can handle it, if we leave.”
“Take me home then.” He jumps up from the couch and tells you he needs to tell Chan he is leaving.
You walk down the street hand and hand heading towards your apartment. Once you’re in your apartment you lead him straight towards your room. You don’t think your roommate is home, but you don’t want to risk running into her. Jisung shuts the door, locking it behind him.
Without thinking you step away from him and start removing your clothes. Jisung watches you carefully as you strip down to your bra in underwear. “You’re beautiful,” he says as he starts to remove his own clothes. He left standing in front of you in a pair of gray boxer briefs that are already starting to tent from his excitement. He moves so he’s sitting on the edge of your bed. You walk over standing in front of him. He reaches out pulling you down so you’re straddling his hips. You feel his cock harden as your panty cover core brushes against his erection. You tangle your fingers in his hair as your lips meet for a searing kiss. His hand grips your hips, rolling body closer to his. With each thrust you receive enough friction to relieve some of the tension. Gasp passes your lips with a practical hard thrust.
He stills your body from moving again. He runs his fingers under the seam at the top of your underwear. “Can we take these off?”
You crawl off him quickly removing both your underwear and bra. You’re left standing in front of him completely bare. The way he is staring at you does nothing but boost your confidence. You crawl back on his lap. His hungry hands run across your bare body. His lips connect to your throat and he leaves a trail of wet kisses up until he reaches your breast. He latches on to one of your nipples sucking while the other hand massages your other breast. Lean back and roll your hips into his. Your clit nudges against this underwear cover erection earning a moan. He removes his lips from your skin and looks into your eyes as he helps you roll your hips. Who knew humping Jisung like this would be so addicting. You continue to roll your hips into him until he’s practically throbbing under you. With each thrust you feel the coil in your stomach tighten. If you could just get a little more you would fall apart moaning his name.
He grabs your hips, stilling your motion completely. “If we don’t stop this I’m going to blow in my underwear, and I would prefer our first time doesn’t start that way.”
You smile nodding your head. You crawl off his lap and he stands up quickly.
“Get on the bed baby, while I take my underwear off.” Once he's fully naked you can’t help but be in awe of his naked form. His beautiful slim waist is on display, and his cock is absolutely beautiful. It’s the perfect length and it curves up slightly. His head is rosy pink and there’s a vein on the side. One time you’re going to have to take time to fully explore it and taste him.
Crawling back on your bed you stare at a very naked Jisung standing at the foot of your bed. His bottom lip is captured between his teeth as he watches you carefully. Everything between you has finally led up to this moment.
“Jisung?”
“Yeah baby?”
“Are you going to be my boyfriend after this?” you ask as he crawls onto the bed slowly. This probably isn’t the best time to be asking him this but you need to know. You don’t think you could handle being casual with Jisung, you like him too much to keep your heart out of this.
He’s silent as he sits on his hunches between your spread legs. He reaches for your hand helping you sit up so you’re directly in front of him. “I wanted to ask you out officially when we weren’t naked, but it seems like you beat me to the punch.” He takes your face in his hands. His thumb drags along your bottom lip gently.
“So you want to be my boyfriend?” You can’t help but smile staring into his warm eyes.
“You’re the only girl I would leave with and willingly let Changbin use my room to fuck someone all night.” You can’t help the little laugh that leaves your lips at the fact Jisung willingly gave up his room for the night for Changbin to finally get the girl he’s been chasing for months.
“You’re a good friend Jisung.”
He shakes his head smiling, “I don’t want to talk about Changbin or anyone else anymore. I only want to think about you the rest of the night.” His hand leaves your cheek and rests on the side of your neck. His thumb gently brushes the column of your neck. You’ve never had anyone choke you while having sex, but the way he’s touching you now you wonder what it would be like. Your lips part silently and a soft barely audible moan passes your lips. His eyes go wide for a moment before a grin plays across his lips. “Does my favorite girl like to be choked?”
“I don’t know, I haven’t had anyone ever try before.”
“Oh,” he gently puts a little pressure on your throat. Your eyes instantly close as soft gasp passes your lips. His hand stays on your throat as he leans forward and presses his lips to yours for a searing kiss. “Did you like that baby?”
“Yes,” you whisper.
He removes his hand from your throat and you lay down on the bed again with him still between your spread legs. “Do you have condoms?” he asks with his hand rubbing your thigh. Without saying a word you reached into your nightstand and pulled out the box you bought after you told Jisung you would go to his house party. When you offered to come to his party fully planned on sleeping with him. You pulled out a row of three foil packets handing them to him. He smiles, tearing one off. “Does this mean you expect at least three rounds?”
“I will take anything you can give me,” you’re trying really hard to be bold.
Tearing the foil packet open with his teeth he slides the rubber down his length and it’s not long before he's running his cock through your wet folds. You gasp as his head makes contact with your swollen and sensitive clit.
“Next round I’ll pick a more fun position, but the first time you come on my cock I want to have the best view of you below me,” there’s something about these dirty words coming out of his mouth that drives you wild.
He pushes into you slowly, his broad head nudges the soft parts inside you in the best way possible. Your hand immediately talons into his shoulder, and you hook one of your legs over his thin waist resting right above his tight ass. He stills completely inside you, and gives you a smile before leaning forward and pressing his lips to yours for another searing kiss. This one is sloppier than any other kiss you have shared before. He’s kissing you like he needs to breathe that he can’t get enough of you, and truth be told you can’t get enough of him either. Your other hand roams his beautiful back. He puts all his weight on one hand and ever so gently rests the other on the base of your throat. Your eyes are lust filled as you stare at him. Gently he puts a little pressure on his throat earning a moan from you. Your lips part with the more pressure he applies.
“We’re gonna experiment more with this next round. I think round two you might have to ride me while I hold your pretty throat,” if you weren’t already soaking wet below you would be after that statement.
He removes his hand and places both his hands next to your head. You realize he hasn’t left you once. His cock is still being held snugly between your walls. “Baby, how do you like it?”
“Not too fast but firm.” You think back to your past experience when inexperienced guys thought if they jackhammered their hips fast enough that's all they had to do.
“Perfect,” he groans slowly, pulling out of you. He thrust into you firmly filling you to the hilt again. You moan at the feeling of his broad head dragging in and out of your entrance. He keeps the perfect pace that isn’t really fast but it’s not slow, but each of his thrust are firm. Your hand that was taloned to his shoulder has now tangled in his long locks. His soft lips lock on to the side of your neck leaving a trail of open mouth kisses occasionally nipping at the skin. You know there is no way your throat walks away from this without at least one mark. He licks the sensitive skin on your neck before sucking on the skin. Moaning his name like a prayer you can’t get enough of him. He’s clearly obsessed with your neck, and you won’t complain about that.
“Are you marking me?” you moan.
He pulls away from your neck smiling down at you as he gives you one particular hard thrust earning a moan from you. “Should I mark you up, so people know what happened tonight?” He never came off possessive before tonight, but you think he’s caught up in the heat of the moment. Months and months of flirting have finally come to a head tonight.
“You don’t have to mark me up so people know I’m yours. Jisung I’m all yours all you had to do was ask.”
His warm eyes stay locked on yours as he thrust into you again and again. “You’re only mine, and I belong fully to you,” he moans, thrusting hard.
“Only mine,” you moan back, hooking your other leg around his waist pulling him even closer to you. You hold his beautiful face in your hands as he stares into your soul thrusting.
Each firm thrust he gives you your stare into his warm eyes. The way his lips part with each beautiful moan that passes his lips is something you never want to forget. Tangling your fingers in his hair you bring your lips closer to yours. Your nose bumps as you breathlessly gasp his name. You lift your hip trying to meet his thrust. “Stay still,” he groans. “Let me do the work. I just want to admire your body.”
Smashing your lips into his, you kiss him through each thrust. You moan into the kiss feeling the coil in your stomach tightening.
Leaning back you expose your neck to him. He leans forwards kissing your neck again. Open mouth kisses are placed as he moans your name into your skin. His cock is dragging against just the right spot inside you. Each drag hits that special spot right inside you that causes your toes to curl. Moaning his name loudly you finally find your release. Your walls contract around his hardened length.
“Baby you feel so good falling apart. You’re squeezing me with that tight pussy,” he groans with a few sloppy thrust.
You release your legs and your fingers crawl across his back. You reach low, resting your hands right as his ass pulling him closer to you. He comes moaning your name loudly riding out his high with slow thrust.
He rolls onto the bed next you laying on his back trying his hardest to slow down his breathing. He removes the condom and ties it off. He pulls your pilant body so you’re spooning with him. You’re pressed closely to him. His hand gently rubs your side as he presses his lips to your bare shoulder.
“So is being choked a new thing for you?” he asks, breaking the silence.
Closing your eyes you feel suddenly embarrassed for what just happened. “I hadn’t ever been choked before tonight.”
He pushes your hair away from your ear and leans forward with his lips brushing against his ear. “I wasn’t kidding when I said round two you’re riding me while I choke you.”
You take this as your chance to be bold and roll your hips back against his softened cock. “I see you like that idea.”
“I do but I have a question for you.”
“What’s your question baby?” He kisses your shoulder again.
“When is my boyfriend taking me out?”
He moves so he’s hovering over you again. He leans down pressing his lips towards for a heated kiss. “Give me a good twenty four hours to explore your beautiful body and see if you have any other kinks you want to explore and then I’m gonna take you out.”
You quickly learned Han Jisung was a man of his word. It wasn’t long before you rode him while he choked you, and then round three took place in the shower.
Laying in bed with Jisung you can’t help but smile. Everything between you has led up to this and you couldn’t be happier you’re finally with him.
𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧'𝐬 𝐈 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐈 𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈'𝐦 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐇𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐡𝐨. 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧.
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PERFECT MASTERLIST [baseball player!kim seungmin x only fans creator female!reader] -finished-
synopsis: being an onlyfans creator in college is hard sometimes, getting innuendo comments thrown at you, that’s what kitty deals with but ignores it. she meets seungmin by accident, a baseball hitting her face. he knows who she is because of his friends.
pairings: baseball player! seungmin x only fans creator female! reader
warnings: college au, fluff, angst, crack, innuendo jokes, written chapters, maybe smut, sexual themes
genre: crack, angst, sexual themes, fluff
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[01: collaboration]
[02: collab and bruised]
[03: mcdonald’s]
[04: please kiss me📝]
[05: fake dating?]
[06: officially, not officially dating]
[07: not actually dating dating]
[08: black hair seungmin supremacy]
[09: get your ex off my back]
[10: he might like her]
[11: wearing his jersey]
[12: rejected date]
[13: back with ex]
[14: fake breaking up]
[15: blocked and friends]
[16: please let me explain📝]
[17: oh yeah, he confessed]
[18: going to confess]
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First Loves and Second Glances
Han Jisung is madly in love with his childhood best friend/roommate and has absolutely no way of telling her so he does what he thinks is best and pulls away from her. The pair end up having a movie night where all is revealed, changing the dynamics of their relationship forever.
This is my own work not a reblog, please do not repost or translate! This work of fiction is 18+ so minors DNI.
Content Warnings - childhood friends au, college au, roommates au, friends to lovers au, nipple play, vaginal fingering, pet names, cursing, oral sex (male receiving), body worship, very very light angst, porn with feelings
Word Count: 5,360 (I am seriously incapable of writing short fics, I'm so sorry 😂🙈)
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Y/L/N Y/N and Han Jisung have been roommates for what seems like forever and friends for even longer, first meeting when they were both wide eyed and chubby 5 years olds looking for a friend on the playground. They had stayed at each other's sides through every up and down life thrown their way, for every big life event and now they were living together while attending the same college. Y/N was studying War and World History while Han was of course studying Audio Production and Engineering, it had seemed like the obvious choice for them to live together while venturing out into the unknown.
The atmosphere is calm and quiet as they sit across from each other, Y/N reading an interesting book about Dokkaebi while Han stares blankly at the ceiling. Y/N looks up from her book to see Han with his arms outstretched and his body slumped over almost fully on the floor as he screeches loudly before locking eyes with the girl across from him "I'm bored!" He whines impatiently as his arms flop around making Y/N giggle under her breath "do something productive then Ji" she explains like it's the most obvious thing in the world which makes the boy pout and whine "but do what Y/NNN" she rolls her eyes at his antics before suggesting "why don't we watch that marvel movie you like? the Spiderman one? we could make popcorn and get some fluffy blankets to snuggle up with? chilled night in" she finishes smiling at him.
Han's chocolate coloured eyes light up at the mention of the movie as he nods eagerly "yeah, that sounds like a plan!" He grabs her hand and starts to pull her along "let's go!" she shakes her head slightly while smiling and allows her friend to pull her from where she had been sat on the plush sofa "I'm coming Ji, you can set up Disney Plus and I'll grab the popcorn" Han finally let go of her hand and skips over to the TV stand, his excitement evident in his movements. He grabs the remote and begins to search for the movie on the streaming service, meanwhile Y/N makes her way to the kitchen to prepare the popcorn.
Y/N smiles as she thinks about how cute Jisung is when he's in moods like this but shakes her head of the thoughts and grabs the bag putting it into the microwave then dumping the contents into a large bowl and sitting back down on the sofa, Han finally finds the movie pausing it as the movie starts to play to let them get comfortable. He hums along to the familiar theme song, his excitement growing. Once everything was set up, he turns to Y/N with a bright smile "alright, it's ready I'll grab the blankets" she smiles back and nods patiently waiting for him to return.
Once he's back he throws the blankets onto her head with a laugh before plopping himself down next to her "you're such a child Ji" she laughs as she shoves the blankets back at him before draping them over the pair and smoothing them down, Han giggles like a schoolgirl and rolled his eyes playfully. He acknowledges in his own mind that she was just teasing him; he snuggles closer to her under the blanket, his warmth enveloping them both "you love it when I act like this" he laughs as she pushes his side playfully "do I?" she giggles pressing the popcorn bowl into his arms before she presses play on the device and settles herself into his side.
Han takes the popcorn bowl gratefully starting to munch on the popcorn, he rests his chin on her head with his eyes fixed on the screen. As the movie starts he let out a content sigh and snuggled deeper into the plush blankets, as he gets comfy Jisung's left hand moves down to rest on her hip effectively pulling her closer to his frame as his gaze is focused on the movie. Y/N feels him pulling her into him and her face heats up a little, they usually cuddle all the time but things have felt different lately Jisung's been acting a little standoffish and having him do close was causing an unknown feeling to inch across her chest.
She snuggles closer to her friend's chest and without looking at him breaks the silence "I've missed this, getting to chill out with my best friend watching movies y'know you haven't been around much lately" she can't help the pout that adorns her glossy lips, his heart skips a beat when he feels her hand on his chest.
He didn't want to admit it, but he had been pulling away from her a bit lately and the guilt he's been feeling is squeezing his chest as he sighs "I know and I'm sorry" he tears his gaze from the screen to look down at her "we'll do this more often, I've missed it too" she hums at his words and pushes his chest slightly giggling "we had better! You've been with Changbin and Chan a lot lately, I've been feeling kinda... left out" she admits as she pouts again and rests her head on his chest as she mumbles "been missing my best friend" Han's heart clenches tightly when she mentions Changbin and Chan.
He knew he'd been spending more time with them but he had to pull away from her for his own sanity. Being around the girl he harboured such a big crush on was hurting him, everytime she smiled at him or giggled at his antics it sent a harpoon straight to his heart and he couldn't be the friend she deserved unless he took a break from being planted firmly at her side. Even now with her small hand curled into his shirt and her head against his chest it was making his heart fill with love and affection "I know I'm sorry, I'll make it up to you I promise" she sighs softly at his words "I know you will Ji" she mumbled into his chest, her fingers tightening their hold on his shirt "I've missed just being with you like this" she admitted quietly, her cheek still resting against him and a small pink blush dusting her cheeks.
She clears her throat slightly before she asks "how are the guys? they've been keeping you so busy but you never talk about what you get up to?" She tries to smile as she pushes down the slight sting of jealousy setting root in her chest, Han feels her fingers tighten their grip and can't help but smile softly. She never was very good at hiding her feelings from him, he knew she was probably feeling a little jealous and of course left out as she had said and it stung at his chest that he had caused those feelings "they're fine" he shrugs "there's not a lot to tell honestly, we usually just hang out at the gym" she frowns at his words but decides to leave it if he doesn't want to talk about it "are you staying here tonight? it's been a while since my roommate stayed in his own bed" she squints her eyes in a mildly accusatory manner as she waggles her finger at him.
Han chuckled softly at her playful manner and grabs her finger tugging her fully into his body as they both laugh "yeah I am, after the movie I'll be heading to bed I think" as his words trail off he yawns and lifts his arms over his head making his shirt lift revealing some of his toned skin, her eyes flick down as she sees the material lift and gulps as his toned abs are flashed momentarily. She quickly averts her eyes so as to not be caught ogling her friend's bare skin as she tries to move the inappropriate thoughts out of her mind "aww poor baby had a long day huh Ji" she stifles a laugh as she teases him.
Han couldn't help but laugh at her reaction throwing his head back and whining "I'm fine, just a little tired" he shrugs his shoulders and looks down at her face which is now not attached to his body, making him want to pout and pull her back to him but he refrains "so how have you been lately since as you so eloquently put it I've been a little MIA?" she nods and shrugs "been okay, just gone to lectures and came home" she laughs softly as she shakes her head "it gets boring here with you not around so you need to come home more often okay?" She intertwines her fingers and gives him her best puppy dog eyes.
Han couldn't help how his heart beat a little faster looking at her cute face smiling at her puppy dog eyes as he covered his eyes dramatically "oh god no! not the eyes" he cries as she laughs at him "I'll try my best to come home more often" he pulls her back to him and nuzzles her cheek with his nose, the pair had always been physically affectionate with each other so having him not be around had left her feeling down and mopey.
Y/N playfully attempts to push his face away though she secretly enjoys and has missed his touches "good because otherwise I'd have to put my foot up your ass and drag you back here" she turns her attention back to the movie trying to concentrate a little.
Han couldn't help but chuckle at her playfulness, glad she had seemingly forgiven him, his heart still racing a little from her body being near his own "oh you wound me! You'd really kick my ass?" he teases with his body still pressed against hers "I most definitely would if you deserved it" she smirks at his shocked face "it would make me a little sad though to hurt your adorable face" she uses her hands to gently grip his jaw as she pushes his cheeks together, squeezing the soft skin under his fingers.
He looks down at her a little dazed as a blush creeps up his neck from her teasing, his heart skipping a beat as he looks into her eyes "you're so mean to me sometimes" he whines trying to hide racing heartbeat, his arms move to grip her wrists and his eyes can't help but watch her pretty face. Her thumbs smooth over his face as she stops playing his cute cheeks "I know and somehow you still love me" she giggles as she moves her hands away.
He bites his lip as he looks at her and nods replying before he can think about what he's saying "yeah, I really do love you" his eyes slowly sink down to her lips. Her eyes widen slightly at his words and she feels like can barely breathe as she realises her best friend is looking at her lips like he's about to kiss her "you what?" she whispers barely audible.
Han's eyes widen once he realises what he had said out loud but it was too late the truth was there, he loved her, and all he could do now to fix the situation was to try to brush it off "I mean, I love you, as a friend you know... yeah that what I meant..." he stutters as he looks away completely embarrassed and feeling a sting enter his heart as he took her reaction as a rejection. Y/N frowns as she looks at his dejected face, he's starting to move away from her as she realises so she needs to act quickly "wait Ji" she grabs his arms and pulls him back towards her but he just looks down and fiddles with the blankets "please look at me Jisung" but Han couldn't look at her, his lip was starting to wobble as tears started to brim against his eyelashes and he simply shakes his head not trusting his words.
She feels desperation claw at her chest as she scrambles to fix the situation "Jisung please just look at me, we need to talk about this" she pleads with him "do you really..." she can't finish her sentence as anxiety runs along her arms to her heart, the words she wants to speak stick to her throat and tongue. He closes his eyes tightly before he nods still not looking at her and sighs "yeah I really do" he takes a deep breath before he opens his eyes and looks at her "I really do love you, with all of my heart" he barely gives her a moment to digest the information before he's stuttering over his words "I always have but I don't expect... it doesn't have to change... I know you probably don't feel the sa-" his words are cut off as Y/N grips the back of his neck and plants a small chaste kiss against his lips "stop rambling Ji" she smiles as she kisses him again as gently as a feather brushing against his skin while she waits for him to calm down enough for them to talk.
Han couldn't believe it. He was stunned for a moment before he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close, his lips finding hers in a much more passionate kiss this time around. He groans into the kiss, his heart racing as he feels her body pressed against his. She giggles at his forwardness when just a moment ago he was so shy, she pulls away from his tight hold on her body just slightly so she can look at his face "I love you too Ji" she smiles before giving him a soft kiss on his lips then plants a kiss on the tip of his nose.
Han's heart skips a beat at her words, his eyes widening in surprise before he pulls her back into a hug, his face buried in her neck. He takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself down before he speaks again "you do? fuck... please don't play with me Y/N" he whimpers as he holds her tight "please be really real with me right now" she frowns as she places her hands on his cheeks to holds him steady so he can look into her eyes as she speaks "I love you Ji, I'm so in love with you" she breathes out as she smiles "I love you so much and I have since the day you fell over that hot dog cart trying to get food for us…"she pauses as he smiles at the memory "you make me smile on my darkest days and you've had my back for so long now I... I can't imagine my life without you" Han's eyes widen in disbelief as he stares into her eyes.
Taking in every word she says. He feels like he's floating on air, his heart soaring with happiness. He's so lost for words all he can do is pull her onto his lap into his arms as a tears of happiness runs down his cheeks "oh Ji" she whispers as she uses her thumb to swipe away the stray tears "why are you crying" she frowns slightly, her brow creasing "I'm just so happy Y/N" he says, his voice cracking slightly as he wipes away more tears as they drop to his cheeks "I love you so much" he whispers, his lips brushing against hers softly before pressing into a more passionate kiss "always have, always will" he mumbles against her lips.
She nods and smiles at his words before she returns his kisses, greedily enjoying the feeling of his lips finally on her own wanting to take her time to live in this moment she has waited so long for. She wraps her arms around his neck as she pulls herself impossibly closer to his body, the movie long forgotten and the popcorn set to the side of the sofa. Han's heart races as he feels her pull him closer, his hands finding their way to her waist before sliding up to her back, pulling her body flush against his. He deepens the kiss, his tongue tracing her lips gently before slipping inside her mouth in a passionate embrace.
Y/N whimpers slightly, feeling his hands move over her body before she pulls away breathlessly, she rests her forehead against his own "how come you never told me" Han's breathing is heavy as he looks into her eyes, his heart racing. "I... I didn't want to ruin our friendship," he admits his voice barely above a whisper. "I wasn't sure you would even like me back" he mumbles as he sighs "you're so important to me sweetheart, I couldn't bear the thought that you'd reject me and it'd all be so awkward that we couldn't be friends anymore" she blushes a soft pink at the sudden term of endearment "I'd never be able to just walk away from you Ji no matter what happened between us, it'll always be us two against the world" she smiles as she rubs her nose against his own.
His heart swells at her words, feeling a sense of relief wash over him as he nods "us against the world sweetheart," he whispers before giggling sweetly, his fingers tracing her jawline gently "god I love you so much" he bites his lip as he moves to place soft kisses against her cheek and jaw, her eyes flutter shut as she enjoys his soft touches "I love you too Han Jisung" she whispers as to not disturb the atmosphere that has settled over them she threads her fingers through his hair as she holds him close, still sat in his lap.
Han's heart skips a beat at her words, his fingers tightening around her waist as he leans into her touch "you have no idea how long I've waited for you to say that," he whispers, his lips brushing against her earlobe "and now that you have, I'm never letting you go again" his teeth graze over her earlobe as he nibbles on the skin gently.
A whine catches in her throat as he teases her "you'd better not, I know where you live" she smiles gently as she subconsciously shifts in his lap causing his grip on her body to tighten. Han chuckles softly, his hands moving to cup her face gently "you're stuck with me now," he murmurs before leaning in to capture her lips in a soft, lingering kiss. He lets out a groan as she continues to wiggle in his lip "I'm trying real hard to be good here sweetheart" he moves his hand down to grip her hips tightly "but if you keep moving I'll have no choice but to stop holding back" he looks into her eyes with a mischievous glint shining in his own irises.
Her eyes widen slightly as she realises what she's been doing and is now able to feel the start of his excitement poke against her inner thigh from where she's sat on his lap. She gives another experimental and this time purposeful roll of her clothed crotch against his own causing him to groan again "maybe I don't want you to be hold back anymore Ji" she breathes out as she bites her lip, Han's head tips back against the plush material of their sofa as he rocks his hips up against her body at her teasing movements "fuck" he groans unashamed, his heart races as he feels her moving against him his hands gripping her hips tighter "then I guess I'll have to show you what happens when I'm not holding back" he smirks as he attaches his lips to her neck.
Y/N bites back a moan at the feeling of his clothed member rocking against her core "I've always wondered what you'd feel like" she gasps as he sucks and nibbles against her neck "when your fucking me" she rolls her hips harder grinding down against his body making wetness start to form against her panties making the material stick to her lower lips. Han's breath hitches as he feels her moving against him, his heart racing with anticipation "you're so fucking sexy," he murmurs against her skin, his hands gripping her hips tighter, he pulls back slightly to admire the marks he's left along the column of her neck "never realised my sweet girl was so dirty" he smirks as he moves a hand from her hip under her shirt feeling the skin of her tummy as his hand travels up and stops at her lacey bra.
Y/N's body shudders under his touch "only for you Ji'' she whimpers as she lifts her shirt up and over her head to expose her half naked upper body she reaches down to tug at the hem of Jisung's shirt "off please" he hums a little as he pretends to think "only because you asked so nicely" he smirks as he pulls his shirt over his head watching as she explores his chest with her hands "like what you see baby? 'cause I do '' he admires her black lace bra for a moment before he reaches behind her back to unclip it, letting it fall to the floor exposing her nipples to the cold air of the room.
She nods her head quickly "didn't realise you'd gotten to big" she murmurs as she lets her fingers wander down his chest "all that time with Changbin and Chan worked out for the best I guess" she smirks before she gasps, her back arching slightly as Han suddenly takes one of her nipples into his mouth. Han smirks as he hears her gasp "sorry couldn't wait any longer" his tongue licks over the hardening bud and he can't help the groan that escapes his mouth as he feels her arching into his touch.
He releases her nipple with a pop and smirks "you'll have to thank them when I finally let you out of my bed" he smirks before moving to the other nipple giving it the same attention. She lets out soft moans as he teases her nipples into small peaks, sparks of pleasure slipping down her body straight to her core as it starts to become unbearably wet "Ji... baby I need you" she moans again as she grinds her crotch against his now fully hard covered length.
Han groans low in his throat as he feels her wetness start to seep through her pants "oh yeah? where do you need me sweetheart" Y/N whimpers and grinds down on him against but Han tuts at her "use your words baby or we'll stay like this" she groans frustrated and grabs his wrist putting his hand down her pants "look what you've done to me Ji" she sighs as she feels his fingers start to explore her body.
He chuckles as he feels her warmth and readiness for him. He slowly starts to tease her entrance with his fingers, moaning softly as he feels her wetness coat his fingers "you're so fucking wet and tight baby, this all for me?" she nods her head and closes her eyes as she feels his fingers teasing at her walls as he pushes two fingers straight into her waiting entrance, a moan floods past her throat as he pleases her "all for you baby, only you" Han growls as he feels her walls start to clench around his fingers.
He starts to thrust his fingers in and out of her tight heat, moaning her name as he takes her "that's it baby, take my fingers. Show me how much you want me" she nods her head quickly "want you so bad Ji, please I need it" she whines as she rocks against his thick fingers "need your cock now" the brunette underneath her groans as he feels her tight heat squeezing his fingers. He pulls his fingers out of her slowly, leaving her aching for more "not yet sweetheart, trying to prep you" he brings his fingers up to his mouth and sucks her essence off with a moan at her taste.
Y/N shakes her head "I'm good, I can take it I'm so fucking wet please baby. Please Ji" she begs as she moves away to stand tugging her pants and panties down and throwing them off to the side before she climbs back onto his lap, Han shakes his head while laughing "fuck... you have no idea what hearing you beg for my cock is doing to me" he groans as he taps her thighs "up" she lifts up off his lap enough for him to shimmy his pants and boxers down letting his hot thick length spring up as a bead of precum beads down the head.
Once his pants are down Y/N finds purchase back on his thighs as her eyes watch the pre cum leaking from his slit, without much thought she bends down and swirls her tongue over the head of his cock before moving down to follow the streams of his pre, she licks it all up dutifully as he gasps feeling her warm tongue over his sensitive length. She lets out a soft moan as she finally tastes him, his eyes roll back into his head as he feels her warm tongue swirling around his head.
He grips the sides of the sofa as he chokes out a moan "F-fuck sweetheart, wasn't expecting you to suddenly start licking my dick like that" she smiles as innocently as she can, batting her eyelashes at him "sorry Ji I couldn't help myself, had to taste you" she gives him one last look and a wink before she gets back to work swirling her tongue over his slit continuously, licking up all the fluid releasing from his body "fuck you taste good and so pretty too" she switches from gently licking to suckling on his dick using her tongue to lick at the veins that run on the underside of his cock.
Han's hands grip the sofa tightly as he feels her warm mouth engulfing his cock head. He groans deeply, his hips bucking up involuntarily "fuck... Y/N" he pants out her name between moans "you're killing me, if you keep sucking me in like that I won't last" his thighs start to shake against her dainty hands. She gives him one last hard suck before she releases him with a 'pop' and a satisfied smile on her face, she crawls back up to him and hovers just above his spit covered cock "wanna ride you now, 'kay Ji? need to ride you" his breathing is ragged as he watches her crawl back up to him, the sight alone making his dick throb with need.
He nods eagerly, his eyes locked on hers "y-yes sweetheart, I want you to ride me" he stutters out his hands reaching down to grab her hips "shit please, ride me" she nods eagerly giving him one last look to make sure it's what they both want before she sinks down onto him, slowly taking him to the hilt as he stretches her walls so deliciously that she has to close her eyes at the stinging pleasure, she takes a moment to enjoying having his cock spearing her wet pussy.
Han's eyes roll back in his head as he feels her tightness engulfing him so beautifully he chokes out a groan "fuck wait - shit sweetheart you feel SO fucking good... I need a moment or I'll cum right now- shit" he breathes heavily as she giggles watching his struggle. After a few moments he nods and moves his hands to grip her hips tightly. Taking his nod as her sign to move she slowly starts to rock her hips in shallow thrusts, the movement causing both of them to moan in unison "ohh Ji~ you feel soo good inside me, fill me up so perfectly" she babbles as she starts rocking up and down faster.
Han's grips on her hips turns bruising as he holds her tight enjoying the feeling of her bouncing on his cock "always wondered what you'd look like... fuck- taking my cock" he groans as he moves a hand from her hip to her breast teasing the nipple in his fingers "god it's so much better than I imagined" he huffs out a short laugh at the thought before it twists into a moan as she moves faster.
She whimpers at his words as her thighs start to shake and feel the burn of the position she's been in for a while now but she can't slow her rhythm not when Jisung's cock is hitting her g-spot so perfectly that it's making her thoughts turn to white noise "used to think of your thick fingers working me open to take your cock when I would touch myself" she moans as her hips stutter slightly after a particularly deep downwards thrust "f-fuck~" she bites her lip hard. Her confession shocks him slightly before the lewdness of it spikes across his chest and makes his dick throb "y-you'll have to show me one day... how you play with your pretty little pussy" he grunts as he feels her pace falter, seeing she's getting tired he takes matters into his own hands.
Jisung moves his hands down to her thighs spreading them open as he thrusts up into her setting a rough pace that has her mewling against him, all she can do is nod furiously as her moans grow in volume "there Ji~ right there don't fucking stop!~" she whines loudly as her head lolls back and her thighs tremble. Her grip on his shoulders falters as he thrusts faster to meet her request.
Han's groans as she tightens around his length "play with your clit baby while I fuck you" his thrusts get faster as sweat beads across his forehead and chest, Y/N bites her lip as she sucks on her fingers before reaching down and rubbing fast circles against her swollen nub, every thrust and swipe of her finger gets her closer to her peak "J-Ji I- shit! fuck!" she gasps her chest heaving as her orgasm starts to hit.
Han bites his lip as her pussy clamps down tight on his cock as one last deep thrust sends her over the edge, her body shaking wildly as she moans his name cumming hard "shit! shit! Baby I'm C-Cumming! gonna fill you up with my cum" Jisung bites his lip as he gives a few last deep thrusts before he cums. Hot ropes of thick white cum paint her walls as their highs crest together, Y/N chest heaves as she starts to come down from the intense high.
Han's grip on her body loosens as she falls onto his chest, his throbbing cock still buried deep in her walls ``that was... intense" she smiles as she rests her head on his bare chest, Han chuckles as he kisses her forehead "glad you enjoyed it sweetheart" once his cock finally softens he lifts her body slightly and pulls himself out of her before returning her body back to his own. Y/N gives him a bright smile before resting her head back on his chest "we should probably talk about this" she grips his side tightly "us" Han nods in agreement "in the morning, for now let's just enjoy the moment and go to bed" he kisses her forehead then her cheek before lifting her into his arms and carrying her to his room.
She sighs contentedly as he slips her into his bed before climbing in behind her and pulling her close, he kisses her neck one last time before whispering "I love you Y/N" her heart skips a beat as she feels his warm breath against her neck "I love you too Ji" she smiles before letting sleep take her tired body.
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~ Impudent ~ Kim Seungmin SMAU
adjective
im·pu·dent
marked by contemptuous or cocky boldness or disregard of others : INSOLENT
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He never needed anyone, never has and never will. At least that’s how his schoolmates describe him. Kim Seungmin has been the college it boy the second he set a foot on campus. People either love him or hate him, y/n happened to fall in the ladder.
So of course, as fate would have it, they get paired together for their senior thesis. Just when she thought her life couldn’t get any more stressful, she now has to work with the rich, entitled guy who always had everything handed to him on a silver platter.
She was not going to let that happen this time.
WARNINGS: angst, fluff, humor, crack, enemies to lovers, non-idol!au, insecurities, college!au seungmin is very annoying and so are his group of friends, we love them though. lmk if you think i missed anything!
A/N: This is my first official SMAU. Super hyped! Thank you if you read this far!!
TAGLIST IS NOW OPEN :)
~ Introduction:
baboracha - self made kings
~ Chapters:
01. be so fucking fr rn
02. i hope you choke
03. ur the same as them lol
04. oF cOurSe yOu dO
05. r u dumb?
06. 3RACHA
07. Block me
08. stupid feud
09. ugly smile
10. No murder?
11. you inspire me
12. Like. Together?
13. I’m going to bleach my eyeballs
14. But separately
15. Rich people are wild.
16. still an asshole
17. Let me in
18. Let me in. (2)
19. Cool
20. Ouch.
21. WUJANSKAISJA
22. Crew Profiles
23. Impudent.
~ ALTERNATIVE ENDING:
PICKS UP RIGHT AFTER CHAPTER 19
20. the rat went home
21.
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I'm Mr Brightside
Han Jisung fluffy College au
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There are some facts in this world that you can’t deny; the sky is blue, the grass is green, and you and Han Jisung had a chemistry that couldn’t be ignored.
When your friend had first introduced you to her cute, freckled boyfriend and his wild bunch of friends, you were a little intimidated. Their loudness and exuberance had caught you off guard and you could’ve cried when she and Felix had left you to go to the convenience store, paying no mind to how awkward you felt with these new people.
However, you really needn’t have worried. Whilst you were sat there clutching your can of drink and pretending to look busy on your phone, a boy with rounded cheeks and brown doe eyes had sidled into the seat next to you and before you knew it- friendship was born.
Jisung was an incredible friend to have around, he was fucking funny, for a start. He also could be very sensitive when need be, and you and his introverted self gelled so well that you naturally just gravitated towards each other.
When your friends had coerced you into joining them clubbing after having pre-drinks in yours and your friend’s apartment, it was Jisung who stayed sat in the booth with you, chatting over cheap drinks and plotting how you would get the others to call it a night and go get a MacDonald’s.
When you were drowning in the horrendous amount of work your tutor had set you with a deadline due in a matter of hours, it was Jisung who stayed up with you, finding sources for you to cite, organising your notes and coming up with ridiculous ways to lengthen your sentences so you would reach the word count.
When your family pet had passed away, it was Jisung who surprised you by coming over with food, a movie and a “manly shoulder to cry on” which you snorted at, accepting all the gifts graciously before allowing Jisung to take you to the local animal shelter to pet some puppies and grieve for a little bit.
Jisung was amazing, but you can imagine his horror when he found out you had a boyfriend.
Said boyfriend had been left at home while you studied away at university, and Jisung couldn’t deny that he was absolutely sickened. Thus far, it had been an unspoken consensus that you and Jisung were bound to get together at some point. Afterall, you were the one he always scouted the room for at parties, you were the one he went the extra mile for on the daily, and you were the one he was constantly thinking about when you weren’t in the same room.
You can imagine the horror when Jisung swung by your apartment as part of a routine and walked in on you face timing your boyfriend. He couldn’t hide the sneer on his face when he observed how disinterested he was when you were sat in front of his screen, or how he interrupted you when you spoke. After that day, Jisung found himself becoming a little sulky around you and listening to Heartbreak Girl by 5SOS perhaps a little too often. You would often be comforting him or trying to draw him out of his shell, but you never knew for what reason because he would never tell you.
A new dynamic had settled in your group. Jisung liked you, you liked Jisung- this was common knowledge. However, you couldn’t ignore the tension in the room when the boyfriend was brought up. You may have just mentioned him in passing, occasionally you would have an argument or two that came with the long distance, but Minho’s eyes would flicker to Jisung’s concernedly while the blonde boy tried to remain unbothered.
“sounds like an ass to me.” Minho piped; his face full of mirth while you got flustered.
“He’s not… he’s just weird like that.” You had attempted to defend, though it was true, he could be a bit of an arse sometimes. Despite the truth in Minho’s words, it was to a certain someone’s dismay that it didn’t appear that you would be breaking up with this arsey boyfriend of yours any time soon.
Though it was painful, Jisung had been raised right, plus he wanted to maintain a good friendship with you at the very least. He had perfected hiding his emotions to a tee and reigned in the heart eyes out of respect for your relationship. As time had progressed you both got closer, a sort of chemical imbalance occurring as it was obvious yours and Jisung’s chemistry overrode yours and your boyfriends completely.
How about that time during movie night at Jisung’s apartment? The flat he shared with his seven other roommates was at max capacity with you and your best friend there too and it was at Jeongin’s request that you watch all the Woman in Black movies in succession. Having never been a fan of horror, and nor was Jisung, it wasn’t long until you felt your phone vibrate with a text while Jisung tried to look as though he wasn’t shitting his pants from across the room.
J: you wanna watch toy story in my room upstairs?
Y/N: I would very much enjoy that.
J: nice
It was Seungmin that had eventually excused himself to use the bathroom, which was where he thought he would find you after you made your great escape, but instead the glow of Jisung’s laptop catching his attention through the door that was ajar and You got a friend in me wafting from the room. You maintained a friendly distance in Jisung’s bed, the blanket was warm, but the heat Jisung radiated was warmer, you couldn’t help but feel the itch to tuck yourself into his side- like a couple would. Seungmin figured he’d tease you both for being pussies later, something was telling him that he should leave you both be in the bubble you created.
There was that other time you were sat in the boys’ kitchen close to midnight, your best friend listening intently with Chris and Felix while you bitched about your boyfriend over the kitchen table.
“So, remind me what he did again?” Chris questioned exasperatedly; his head tilted in your direction while you huffed into your mug of tea.
“You know that video I posted of Jisung on my story?” You elaborated, Chris and Felix’s heads nodding in unison as they thought back to the clip you had taken of the two of you. Like mature young adults, you and the others had been bored and tired of classes and thought it would be fun to let off some steam in the deserted play park at eleven ‘o clock at night. It was Felix who had suggested a game of sardines in the dark and eerie play area, and you and Jisung thought you were geniuses by hiding in the giant plastic slide. Not only had the boys and your best friend taken ages to find you and congregate in the same slide- while Chris was left scratching his head and scouring the park to find you all, but you had also taken some pretty hilarious videos of Jisung in the tube, reading the vile graffiti that teens had written in sharpie on the inside and at one point him losing a shoe in the confined space.
“Yeah, he was pissed at Jisung for literally no reason.” You vented, taking a sip of your drink and cringing at how the fun memory had turned sour because of your petty boyfriend.
“Pissed how?” Felix asked, curious about what he could possibly have had to say about one of his closest friends. With your back to the living area, you didn’t hear the soft pad of Jisung’s socked feet entering the room, you just continued to explain your tiff before Chris or Felix could say anything.
“He was saying stuff like: “Why are you always so close with Jisung? You always laugh with Jisung, you never laugh like that with me, you’re always so awkward with me now- blah, blah, blah.” You finished, rolling your eyes. You’d feel more sympathetic towards your boyfriend’s insecurities if they weren’t so irrational. He’d met Jisung on facetime enough times and hadn’t said a word then, plus he was acting like you should be totally friendless and unhappy so long as he wasn’t there to make you laugh. You couldn’t help that being with Jisung was so seamless, his charisma and humour complimented yours almost a little too well.
“I don’t know…” You sighed, still ignorant to the figure behind you, “… maybe don’t tell Jisung, I don’t want him to get all weird about it.” You finished, finally looking up to meet the eyes of the two boys who were staring at something straight over your head.
As soon as you saw the way that Chris fought the laugh that was etching onto his face, and how your best friend was looking like a deer caught in headlights, you just knew. You turned to face the blonde properly, he was dressed in sweats and a loose t-shirt, seemingly roused from his sleep and you couldn’t help but coo internally at his ruffled hair and awkward expression at what he heard. You had tried to mollify the situation, babbling explanations and telling him to not worry about your ass-hat of a boyfriend but you had no idea what was going on in Jisung’s head. He knew it was a little petty, but he couldn’t help but preen at his ego being groomed at the thought of despite knowing you for less than half the time your boyfriend had known you, the laugh that made his serotonin shoot was a laugh that you reserved for only him; and he was the one you weren’t awkward around.
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“I’ll be down in a sec!” You yelled to your friend from your dorm room. It was 11:30 at night, late for a school night, but early in the evening you had planned. You weren’t a massive fan of the uni clubbing scene; more often than not, you were more likely to stay for the pre drinks and wave off your drunken friends out the door, but tonight you had made a promise to at least try and enjoy yourself. You gulped down the last of the vodka lemonade you had been nursing while adding the last touches to your makeup. It was impossible not to cringe at the burning taste of the liquor, but you’d do anything to get yourself sufficiently drunk tonight. It was a delicate balance; with the right alcohol, the right people and the right music you could have an amazing time- if anything out of those things were off, you’d be whining to go home in no time at all.
You put little emphasis on the right people, you had no doubt that the group of boys your friend had introduced you to were the right people to go out with- loud as hell and all with a lust for life that was infectious. You felt warm at the thought of seeing Jisung, despite seeing him most days, you knew he’d be the Clyde to your Bonnie tonight… If Bonnie and Clyde were notorious introverts, and not, ya know… murderers.
You could already hear the base of the grimy music thumping, and the yells and whoops of the boys from the communal kitchen. The LEDs that were lazily hung by one of your roommates flashed and changed and made the corridor look disorientating until your eyes adjusted, and you strolled your way to your friends with your empty cup in hand- eager for a refill.
Your friend greeted you animatedly from the entryway, Felix in tow as per usual, she spoke quickly about mixer in the fridge and how you would be leaving for the club at half past twelve at the earliest. You were only half paying attention, you could see in your periphery Jisung’s cute round face from his perch on the kitchen stool, his hands holding his phone but his doe eyes watching your form intently. In a matter of seconds, your eyes were making contact with his and you smiled warmly. You could see from his hunched figure and severe lack of a drink that he was feeling a little out of his depth- you knew the feeling all too well and wasted no time to stroll over to him with two cups in hand.
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Jisung knew he was being obvious, try as he might to be subtle, it was impossible not to gawp at your figure clad in a cute dress and your ankle boots, gorgeous as ever and a little rough around the edges. He couldn’t help it, your presence was always a huge comfort to him, you were the best person to seek refuge with when he went through spells of anxiety and you were his favourite shoulder to cry on. He couldn’t supress the smile that crept on his face when you noticed his figure, both of you sharing a knowing smile when you grabbed two cups from the side and made your way over.
“Boy looks like he needs a drink,” you teased playfully, slinking up to his rigid body and swiftly twisting the cap off the bottle of vodka that was in reaching distance.
“You know me too well.” Jisung answered back, the undertone of an inside joke lingering around you. You were both cut from the same cloth; pretty much being forced to go out to the club when it was a mutual understanding that you’d just rather- not?
After sloshing a shot of vodka in the cup, you cracked open a new can of Redbull and split it between the two of you, chuckling at Jisung’s cringed out expression after taking a brave gulp of the concoction. Yeah, it was strong, but the key to survival and making the most of these kinds of nights was to get at least sufficiently tipsy. Worst case was that the alcohol never hit you and you would spend a sobering time circulating the smoking area, photobooth and seating area with your platonic other half.
The pre-drinks continued smoothly, a game of ring of fire ensuing whilst you were in an animated conversation with Jisung about your “game plan” for night.
“You know Changbin had nearly a whole bottle of wine before we got here, he won’t last the whole night.” Jisung attested, the both of you observing the boy laugh loudly while simultaneously trying to chat up one of your roommates.
“God, he’ll be sick before 3am, he’s drinking a desperado…” You gaped horrified, Jisung laughing before the severity of the situation hit him.
“Crap… I don’t really want to peel him off the kitchen floor again, he nearly vommed on my shoes last time.” The blonde shuddered at the memory. You just ruffled his hair affectionately, Changbin was a big boy, and you felt comforted when you noticed the watchful eye of Chris observing him from across the kitchen island; Changbin was in good hands.
The following hour flew by, you and Jisung making what you thought were accurate predictions on how you thought the night was going to go down based on your drunken friends. When it was time to grab your little cropped denim jacket and your purse, it was just shy of one in the morning, and you all began the small trek to the nearest club.
It didn’t escape your notice how close you were when you walked. Occasionally Jisung would stick an arm out and draw your waist closer to him when a stranger walked past, your hands brushing against each other’s in a frustrating game of will they or won’t they hold hands. Just as you were coming to the club’s entrance, your phone rang, and you couldn’t hold back the urge to roll your eyes. You shouldn’t have told your boyfriend you were going out tonight, he had choice words about it earlier and no doubt did he have choice words about it now.
“You could just not answer him.” Jisung mused gently, both of you joining the back of the queue and watching your phone light up with the call. Not wanting the impending argument to roll over to tomorrow you answered anyway, chuckling at Jisung and giving yourself some space while you had a conversation.
“You would love that, wouldn’t you?” Jeongin teased quietly, only so he and Jisung could hear. A swift jab to the ribs was what caused Jeongin to squawk, and then cease his tormenting. Jisung’s attention was recaptured by you; your inability to hide your expressions coming to the forefront when he caught sight of your scowl that was illuminated by the street- light that loomed above you.
“I can’t believe you went out anyway.” You boyfriend lectured, annoying as ever.
“I don’t know why you expect me to just sit around all day and do nothing? I want to have some fun for fucks sake-” You replied angrily, your temper quickly reaching a peak.
“You’re at a club! How do I know you’re not gonna neck it on with every guy there?!”
“It’s not my problem you’re feeling insecure… just leave me alone.” You quipped back, causing a chorus of “Oooohhhhs” from Chris and Changbin at your verbal take down. You were trying really hard not to giggle; this wasn’t a good time.
“Yeah, well, what do you expect? You’re always with that other guy how do you expect me to feel? Is he there now?” You glanced at Jisung anxiously, not really wanting to lie, but you knew what your boyfriend wanted to hear. “Well? Is he, or isn’t he?” Your boyfriend continued to put pressure on you, making you squirm.
“Well… yes, he is, but what’s that got to do with anything?” You huffed dejectedly, already hearing the loud sigh from the other side of the line.
“Just go home Y/N, have someone else walk you home or something, just go home before I get really mad.”
“I want to have fun, you can get really mad for all I care,” and you hung up with a flourish. Looking back up, you couldn’t supress the laugh at watching Felix pretend to drop a mic, the others jeering at you standing up to your dick of a boyfriend. You got back in line with Jisung, trying to shake off your pissy mood so as not to ruin your night.
“He really hates me, doesn’t he?” Jisung muttered, fiddling with one of his bracelets anxiously.
“You don’t mind him Jisung,” you comforted, “He hates everything with a penis.” You tried to joke to take the edge off. He did laugh though, so it kind of worked. Finally, you got the front of the line, presenting your IDs to the bouncer before making your way inside the illuminated building, your heart already vibrating from the loud music.
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The club was an absolute mess in the best way. Choosing a highlight wasn’t easy- however at one point your friend had captured the attention of someone who was not Felix. You were fully prepared to go over there and snatch her back with no questions asked but watching Felix Mc Hammer his way over to reclaim his girlfriend was much more entertaining. Your pre-drinking had worked a charm, you weren’t off your face, but you definitely felt a lot looser than you normally would and as did Jisung, even daring to join the others on the main dancefloor at one point. You were never a sexy dancer, but that wasn’t the vibe anyway with the 2000’s hits the DJ was playing, and you couldn’t be happier to get groovy with Jisung to Jennifer Lopez and Pitbull or absolutely losing it over Avril Lavigne.
The mood was high by the time you finally decided to leave, your heart set on putting your pyjamas on and ordering a McDonalds before calling it a night. You clung to Jisung absentmindedly, the drinks you had consumed in the club making you wobble and sway with every step. You had been right about Changbin by the way; you knew it was your cue to leave when he announced he had vomited in the club toilets, a defeated look gracing his features.
You didn’t feel too great either, but the nausea in your stomach wasn’t caused by the alcohol. Your boyfriend had called back a couple of times, probably fuming at your last conversation, but for the sake of everyone enjoying the night out Minho had tugged the phone from your hands and promptly switched it off before handing it back. You couldn’t help but worry though, the inevitable wrath you’d have to deal with came closer with every minute that ticked by.
Finally, you stumbled back into your student apartment, eight boys, your best friend and a couple of your other roommates in tow, all ready to collapse into the living room and demolish some fast food. You excused yourself to your room to shed your jacket and shoes, your body failing you quickly when opening the door. Luckily, you had waiting arms to steady you, Jisung pushing the heavy door for you and following in behind, his stance looking a little wavy as he too- was very drunk.
“God, he’s gonna be so pissed at me…” You said to no one in particular, flinging yourself onto your bed. Jisung followed suit, the sound of your door clicking shut as he settled beside you and let his gaze fall to the photos and polaroids you had decorated your pin board with. He couldn’t help but feel his confidence inflate a little as he observed that a photo you had taken with your boyfriend had been covered up almost entirely by the pictures you had taken in a photobooth from a different night out with him. The four pictures were undeniably adorable, his favourite being the one where you both finally figured out where to look and both of your giant smiles taking the focal point, the other be the one where you were laughing, and Felix and your best friend had poked their heads into the curtain to photobomb you. Jisung took up an awful lot of your photos, from the slightly awkward smiles from when you first met each other to the shameless silly faces you pulled from the last time you had your camera out. Surely, there had to be a reason, subconsciously or not, why Jisung’s picture shrouded the person’s that you were supposed to be dating.
“Why are you still with him?” Jisung quizzed bravely, his drunkenness making him more confident. There was a sudden change in atmosphere, the air around you became thick with tension at the softness of his voice. You both knew he wasn’t just asking out of curiosity, there was a clear subliminal and unanswered question; why aren’t you with me?
“I… don’t know.” You answered honestly, your voice sounding so unsure as you flipped onto your side to face the boy properly. You propped your head up with your hand, your mind still swimming with intoxication as Jisung looked to you properly too. His hair was pushed from his face, his eyebrows furrowed and eyes bloodshot. He looked hot tonight, his light denim jacket and white T-shirt and jeans a simple outfit, but of course he made it look like a runway outfit effortlessly. “It’s not easy… breaking up with someone, we’ve been together a long time.” You explained softly. It hurt, to watch the disappointment cloud his eyes, so much so, that you stood swiftly to shed more of your accessories in order to distract yourself from the conversation at hand. It didn’t seem like Jisung was having it though, being the polite and gracious boy he was, he normally would’ve left the conversation at that, but being drunk and in his feels was spurring on a different side of him tonight.
“It could be though…” Jisung stood just as you turned to face him, your new close proximity catching you off guard and causing you to stumble back. “… I don’t want to upset you, but it’s not fair… he’s an ass.” He emphasised the last word deliberately, to which you couldn’t bring yourself to disagree. Jisung wasn’t much taller than you, but in this moment, with his newly found confidence he seemed to tower you, your figure shrinking in the small space. You took a step back, though you were mad at your boyfriend- you weren’t a cheater, but that resolve was becoming weaker and weaker as Jisung took a step closer to shrink the gap you had made wider. “I don’t want to do the cringe speech where I say how much better I am... but I don’t want to be with anyone else.” He took another step, and you took one back. Your dorm room was tiny, and it didn’t take much until you were entrapped by the wall and the boy in front of you. It wasn’t that you were uncomfortable, thrilled was probably the better word for it. Equally terrified and equally excited, you low-key loved this part of Jisung- but you didn’t want to be disloyal either.
You couldn’t think of the words to argue, because your argument was void. Jisung had every right to feel like he was the better guy for you… because he was. It was a tad daunting at how self-aware he was but any fool could see it. The air was so hot and thick between you, your words kept falling off the tip of your tongue as you attempted to rationalise your feelings, ultimately failing each time.
“You make me so happy; I’ve never met anyone like you… I don’t think I’ll ever meet anyone like you again.” He continued, taking one, final, baby step closer. You couldn’t have been any more than a couple of inches apart, his breath warm as it fanned against your face and it made your stomach flip.
“You’re drunk…” You tried, the last-ditch effort to deter the boy in front of you.
“So are you… plus they say drunk words are sober thoughts…” He trailed off almost cheekily, a dark chuckle sounding as his eyes fell down to your lips, his tongue poking out to wet his own in anticipation.
“Jisung…” You muttered, already knowing full well where this was going.
“…Just say no, if you want me to stop.” He murmured, his head dipping closer and closer to yours by the second.
Whilst your conscious was screaming at you to say no, push him away, slam the door on him, literally anything to stop what was about to happen from happening, you just didn’t care. Jisung’s lips were light on your own, first dipping down to kiss you experimentally, his hair tickling your forehead and hands wrapping around your waist lightly, before going back in with new fervour.
The only way you could explain the feeling was pure relief. The way he kissed you with both passion and a tenderness was something you could never experience with your boyfriend. Obviously, a part of this felt so wrong, but a huge part felt so right. The hand that slid around your side and the other that came to tangle in your hair had you fitting together like puzzle pieces. It took a minute for your subconscious to overlap your moral compass, but when it finally did, Jisung sighed contently at the feeling of you kissing him back with equal emotion. The taste of liquor remained on both of your tongues, your bodies equally warm from drunkenness and it made the room feel stifling. Only when Jisung had begun to tug and push your jacket from your shoulders, the movement of his head feeling like it had every intention of pressing the most searing kisses to the newly exposed skin, that you felt like you had to stop.
You pulled away stiffly, your body language evidently moving against its will. Your head fell back against the wall with a dull thump, your breathing slightly laboured as you let the silence and tension speak for itself. Welp, it was official. You had cheated on your boyfriend, to some degree… Shit.
“I’m sorry…” The boy in front of you muttered, his cosy embrace already slipping off from around you, making you feel cold and empty.
“Me too.” You whispered back, your head hanging. It didn’t need to be said, you both knew that no one, other than the two people in the room would ever know about what just happened. Jisung sniffed, shrugging his shoulders back in an attempt at getting himself together before pushing his sweaty hair from his face.
“I’m gonna go, order some food…” He spoke in a tone that was supposed to feel casual. You just nodded, allowing him to leave the room and walk down the corridor to join the others in the living area.
Jisung knew it was a mistake to kiss you, not because of your boyfriend, but because he knew in his heart that if he kissed you once he would inevitably want to kiss you again. Not knowing what it would feel like was one thing but knowing that it sent his heart into an addictive over drive, his nerves charging with electricity was something else. In short, he felt like an idiot; it already sucked enough to be the guy that everyone knew was in love with a girl that he couldn’t have, what sucked even more was that he knew for sure now that you liked him back. However, he was far too used to acting like he was unbothered, a skill he never thought he would have to utilise so much- until he met you. He had perfected the art of playing Mr Brightside, and no matter how sick to his stomach it made him feel to see you remain with the D-bag that was your boyfriend, he still had the ability to be a genuine and supportive friend.
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Maybe it was more obvious to an outsider, but you weren’t dumb. It was clear that the longer you stayed away from your boyfriend the more your relationship broke down. A part of you was telling you to keep persevering because all relationships have their struggles, but another part was telling you to just dump his ass. You were more inclined to listen to the latter; unsurprisingly, the kiss you shared with Jisung had stuck with you for weeks. In the shower, eating breakfast, trying to catch up on work, any given moment your brain was occupied with the memory of his hands in your hair and the brush of his lips. Quite honestly, the most hot and heavy moment you had ever experienced in your life- not once had the guy you were in a committed relationship with kissed you with so much passion. You had attempted to actively avoid the boy for a couple of days, but it all just seemed redundant when he was living rent-free in your mind anyway. He didn’t need to be there physically; you were a mess either way.
Being the person that you were, you didn’t think to announce to all of your friends when the deed had been done. Looking back, the breakup itself had taken a bit of beating around the bush to finally come out with it, and a huge amount of explaining that you weren’t dumping him solely for Jisung. At the end of the day, he just wasn’t the one, and you had to assure to him and yourself that you were doing this for you and only you. Of course, you were quite saddened by how things had worked out, but the overwhelming feeling of freedom had eclipsed that after a day or two of moping around. Only you were aware for the first few days that you were now a single pringle, you didn’t want to announce it to everyone as if your life was some kind of reality show, so when the cat did come out of the bag you tried to be as lowkey about it as possible:
“How are you Y/N?”
“Doing better Jisung, thanks.” You fumbled, taking off your shoes.
“How’s the boyfriend?”
“… What boyfriend?”
You hid your smirk as everyone’s breath caught at your words, the silence that lasted half a beat deafening as you straightened up and made your way to the sofa to flop. Jisung was in shock, evident from the way his mouth gaped slightly at his loss for words, but his most guilt-tripping dream had finally come true.
The next few weeks was a true test of Jisung’s patience. He knew you, and despite your totally valid past complaining, he knew that you wouldn’t jump into a relationship with him immediately. However, despite the undertone of angst and anticipation that normally hung in the air around you two, it was more or less vaporised by Jisung’s hilarious and totally not-subtle flirting.
“You don’t understand Felix, Y/N used to be obsessed with Cody Simpson when we were in middle school.” Your best friend teased.
“So I liked blonde boys with Justin Bieber haircuts, sue me!” You laughed in response. The others laughed along with you, but not at what you had just said. Jisung was putting on an Oscar worthy performance of miming writing down this imperative information about your 12-year-old self’s ideal type, making a show of looking invested while you had your back to him.
You almost felt bad, your “mourning period” (as your best friend had called it) wasn’t nearly as depressing as you had anticipated. Frankly, you thought you’d be more of a wreck, but Jisung was making that nearly impossible, as not a day went by where you weren’t exposed to some of the worst pickup lines you had ever heard.
“If you were a transformer, you’d be Optimus Fine” Jisung exclaimed proudly, his eyebrows wriggling suggestively in an attempt to be smooth.
“Chris taught you that, didn’t he Jisung?” You deadpanned, trying not to laugh at his derpy face.
“I’m not Jisung right now… I’m Peter.” This caused you to choke out a laugh, the joke being that you’d only use his English name when he was being either a shameless fuck boy, or an absolute idiot. His chaotic alter ego, if you will.
The best part to come out of this was the freedom for being physically affectionate, the little voice in your head telling you to keep your distance finally silenced. There wasn’t time to feel upset about your long-term relationship coming to an end, not when you spent the time you would’ve been crying wrapped up in a blonde boy’s embrace, the rain pattering against the window as you indulged in some good true crime in your blanket nest. Jisung’s chest was the perfect pillow for your head, his arms that had become a lot more buff since he had been working out daily warm and secure around your form as you sprawled out half on top of him. You had no qualms about your questionable position when your eyes got heavy, the arduous all-nighter you had both committed to the night before finally taking its toll as you both napped to the sound of graphic murder on your laptop.
All of this went hand in hand with the previous consensus. You and Jisung were bound to get together. The question was simple- when?
This leads to the current situation. Now in March, it wasn’t long until you’d all be separating for the easter break, and so it was only appropriate to have one last meetup at one of the university’s bars and enjoy drinks for buy one get one free.
Walking out onto the balcony, you felt the mild breeze ruffle your hair a little, pulling your jacket around you tighter, you watched fondly as your friend did a little run to greet Felix with a hug and a sweet peck on the lips, you took your own time to walk over to the group of boys you were meeting.
As naturally as ever, your gaze met Jisung’s quickly, him sending you a little half smile as he moved his jacket to reveal an empty space on the bench beside him. Not wasting a moment, you sidled up next to him, already pulling out your phone to order your drinks and falling into easy conversation with the boy beside you. The others exchanged knowing glances, Changbin and Hyunjin rolling their eyes and laughing at how useless it was trying to engage you two in their chat when you were both engrossed in your own bubble.
The hours had slipped by; you barely noticed how dark it had gotten and the balcony was fully illuminated by the trendy twinkly lights that lined the perimeter. When the time had rolled from 10 pm to 11 pm, you all made the effort to grab your coats, down the last of the drinks and begin the dawdle back to your respective apartments.
Jisung knew his timing wasn’t great, but he couldn’t say goodbye to you for three weeks and twiddle his thumbs without at least trying to ask you out- officially. You were in no rush, walking and talking slowly to try and prolong the conversation you were having as you walked side by side along the river. Your laughter resonated along the busy street, the little alcohol in your system and Jisung’s usual funny self making your ribs ache with giggles.
The others were way ahead of you, and you felt your heart sink at the sight of your apartment building coming into view. You weren’t quite ready to say goodbye- though you could probably manage to visit each-other, and you would call and text, you would miss seeing Jisung every day. Your walk dwindled into a stand-still, the darkness making the campus buildings and various complexes look ten times prettier as they were illuminated, and Jisung held your hands tentatively.
The anticipation that you both felt continuously quickly built up, this time though, it felt like you had reached breaking point. The elastic band that was being stretched and stretched was about to snap, and your stomach flipped with adrenaline and fondness for the boy standing right in front of you.
“I have to tell you a secret, before I actually throw myself into the river.” Jisung chuckled, both his thumbs rubbing gentle circles into the back of your hand, his face a mixture of mirth and nerves.
“I’m listening.” You replied simply, trying to look sincere.
Jisung swiped his tongue over his lips quickly, daring to look you in the eyes for half a second before averting his gaze to the floor again. Clearly, “liquid courage” was the leading factor to his boldness the last time you were this close. You hoped Jisung didn’t need to be almost wasted in order to be as forward as he was before, the hot and heavy kiss you had shared previously wouldn’t be unwelcome in the near future. With a gentle squeeze to his warm hands did he finally gain a little confidence, his usual cheeky smile adorning his cute face once again and you braced yourself for what he had to say.
“I really, really like you.”
“Not really a secret though, is it?” You caught him off guard with your sass, his mouth gaping comically as you laughed at his expression, him still clinging to your hands. He couldn’t help but join in on your giggles though, your contagious laughter and easy-going personality made him wonder why he was so nervous in the first place.
“Whatever! Will you go out with me?” He asked, almost exasperatedly, now letting go of your hands and circling your waist instead, both of your bodies fitting together like a lock and key while you placed your hands on his shoulders.
“of course, I will.” You smiled, taking a moment to appreciate the way Jisung’s face lit up and the giant smile that broke out onto his features
Though it was cliché, it really felt like your “happily ever after” moment. In no time at all did you feel a familiar pair of lips make contact with yours, and a familiar hand trailing up your spine under your coat, coming to a halt at the base of your neck. You had the freedom to give into your instincts and clutch his jacket, pulling him in closer before allowing a hand to bury itself into his fluffy hair. You knew Jisung was never a fan of PDA, but it warmed your insides knowing that he apparently couldn’t wait until you were somewhere more private to do this. Honestly, you were so excited to start this relationship with him; he was already a best friend to you, and your connection had such a strong platonic foundation that meant he had the ability to make you laugh until you could pee whilst also making you a mess of butterflies and stutters. You smiled lightly when he pressed a tender kiss to your forehead, both of your faces flushed and lips swollen, you kept one hand interlocked as you tried to catch up with the others. Patience really was a virtue, it would seem, and Jisung couldn’t deny that it had paid off. No matter how much he felt tormented by your past relationship, he could sleep soundly at night with the knowledge that he would never have to be Mr Brightside ever again.
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'your eyes' series
synopsis: eight men, eight stories and a glimpse at their love lives.
genre: college!AU, inspired by 'your eyes' MV, genre depends on each story.
warnings: swearing (you know me by now, i can't help it), suggestive for some of them, all are female reader.
note: they can be read individually, but they are all interrelated.
note 2: click on the hearts to read!
status: complete.
a/n: am i currently rushing with school? yes. am i already working on 5 scenarios? yes. and yet am i making myself work even more? yes... i'm so excited for this series, though! i hope you'll love it as much as i do.
STRAY KIDS MASTERLIST
♡ "Come live with me."
pairing: hwang hyunjin x reader.
genre: fluff, slice of life, neighbour!AU, suggestive.
word count: 9,321
warnings: swearing, cheesy asf.
summary: you've been living in the same apartment building for years now. everything has always been to your comfort; no noisy neighbour, no argument with the landlord, a cozy neighbourhood... when you've come to the realization you could not pay for your sweet home anymore, your friendly neighbour suggests a plan for you to stay. are you going to say no to the handsome man with many charms? of course not.
♡ "Do you trust me?"
pairing: bang chan x reader.
genre: fluff, a glimpse of angst, idiots-to-lovers.
word count: 8,659
warnings: swearing, drinking, slight angst, chan and reader are so oblivious (mostly reader).
summary: your first mistake was to major in music in college. your second mistake was to change classes and end up in bang chan's. your third was to accept his help to pass the class. your last mistake was to push him away.
♡ "This is disgustingly cute."
pairing: kim seungmin x reader.
genre: fluff, barista!AU.
word count: 7,904
warnings: swearing, your typical barista imagine.
summary: seungmin has seen you before, but he never bothered talking to you. in fact, he did not care about you. when you came in the coffee shop in distress, he decided to be a good person for once and to make you a caramel macchiato in hopes to help you calm down. surprise: you do not like caramel macchiato, but you do like the young barista.
♡ "Just one bite."
pairing: lee felix x reader.
genre: fluff, fluff, fluff (did i mention fluff?).
word count: 7,698
warnings: warnings, might cause a heart attack of cuteness.
summary: brownie boy was a myth for you. since the first day you have stepped in the campus, everybody would be praising brownie boy. you could not believe that a grown man was kind enough to be giving out free food, good food. when brownie boy heard about your suspicions, he was more than willing to prove you wrong.
♡ "I could use some company."
pairing: yang jeongin x reader.
genre: fluff, slight angst.
word count: 7,896
warnings: swearing, crying, mentions of mental breakdown, mentions of abuse, mentions of bullying.
summary: jeongin has one job: do the laundry. living with jisung who is a mess maker, he has no other choice but to be the responsible one of their dorm. waiting for the clothes to be dry, he hears cries, yours. how could you be so pretty even while crying?
♡ "I need to see it to believe it."
pairing: seo changbin x reader.
genre: fluff, slight angst.
word count: 8,589
warnings: swearing, suggestive, reader is lowkey mean in the beginning.
summary: hearing changbin telling your friend, hwayoung, that he is convinced he can organize a better date than the guy who ruined hers, you can only laugh at him. persuaded he can prove you otherwise, he bets he can make you fall for him by going out with him on a date. the competitive in you accepts.
♡ "I might be a fool too, then."
pairing: han jisung x reader.
genre: fluff, a bit of angst.
word count: 11,377
warnings: swearing, drinking, failed dates, suggestive.
summary: being your closest friend on campus, jisung has been through thick and thin with you, and so the opposite. thus, he has seen your multiple attempts at dating, your numerous failed dates and the guys who had never called you back. what can be any better than a night in with him to cheer you up?
♡ "You were the first person I thought of at the moment."
pairing: lee minho x reader.
genre: fluff, angst.
word count: 10,529
warnings: swearing, suggestive, unrequited love mentioned, minho being minho (savage and flirty).
summary: your relationship with minho has always been tricky. either he is roasting the shit out of you, or he is flirting with you shamelessly. when things start to get complicated with your childhood friend, chan, why is he the first one who come up in your mind?
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Cigarettes and Cliches (Part 7)
Pairing: Lee Felix x Reader
Word Count: 4.9k
Genre: Collage AU, Slow Burn Romance
Warnings: 18+, Minors DNI, swearing
He was the most impractical guy for you to be interested in the incredibly handsome cliché bad boy who collected girls like trophies. As hard as you wanted to stay away you couldn't even if it might cost you everything and leave you heartbroken you couldn't ignore him
There was no way you could ask for Innie's input on what to wear on your date, since you weren't even sure where you were going or what you would be doing and especially since he was not going to approve of you going on said date with Felix. Now would have been a good time to ask Nali's opinion or advice if she hadn't turned out to be the worst friend you could have ever made. So your next logical idea was to go through your socials to see what other girls wore on their dates with their boyfriends to give you an idea of what you should look like or how much effort you needed to put in without overdoing it.
You went to sit in the lounge so that you didn't look like you were hiding yourself away as Jeongin eventually surfaced from his room looking sheepish and he and Seungmin started planning their night out.
"Did you want to come with us again tonight? We will make sure one of us will be with you all the time" Jeongin asked, still looking dusty from the night before.
"No I think one party everyday is a little too much for me" you sighed looking at him "Maybe one next week".
"Ok we can live with a maybe for now" he grinned as Seungmin rolled his eyes as you phone beeped.
Ok how does a movie and a walk down by the river sound baby? You read the message twice before you slowly typed a reply so you didn't look too excited in front of Seungmin and Jeongin so you thought for a moment before sending it.
That sounds great Felix what time and where should I meet you?. Movies and walks were mostly casual so you didn't need to dress up and have too many questions asked about where you were going.
I'm going to pick you up baby, If the others have a problem with it they can just deal with it.
They can just deal with it, you read the words again and again before you realized that you should probably answer him so you quickly agreed and went back to thinking about what you would wear and what you would tell the boys when Felix showed up to take you out on a date out of the blue. Seungmin and Jeongin were still talking about the party when your brain tuned you back into the conversation.
"Next party we will need to dress you in less attractive clothing too to keep you a little more hidden from drunk idiots" Jeongin nodded seriously
"Or I could come and find one of you or the others to help me get a ride home, surely no one is going to bother me with one of you with me" you smiled unsure if that was the right response to keep them happy.
"Actually that would be better" Seungmin grinned "find either me or Innie or any of the others even if it's Felix or Hyunjin they will always try to keep you safe and will wait for you to get in a taxi or something before they go back to partying".
"So are we cooking before you go or ordering in?" you asked cheekily hoping you wouldn't need to cook before you go out.
"We were going to meet Han and Changbin for dinner before we hit the party so you can have whatever you like" Jeongin winked as though you would get up to all sorts of mischief being left alone to make your own dinner. You chuckled thinking that he had no idea what you were going to get up to once they left even though to be honest you were slightly nervous about that yourself if you were being honest.
You had picked out an outfit while you pretended you were cleaning up and Seungmin and Jeongin were getting ready so that they had no clue you were up to something. It made you feel like you were in a TV drama sneaking out of the house to meet the star crossed lover who would whisk you away to his castle as opposed to just meeting Felix but it made your heart race the same way his smile did. You were still lost in your head when you heard Seungmin calling your name loudly, shaking the romantic fantasizing from your mind, you opened your door confused as to why he was yelling.
"Sorry Seung, what's wrong?" you smiled tilting your head.
"You ok? you didn't answer when I called out to you" he furrowed his brow slightly scrutinizing you.
"I was in the bathroom" you lied instantly hoping he would drop it.
"Sorry" he scratched his head as he backed away from your bedroom door "we're going now just wanted to let you know"
"Well I will try to survive without you both" you teased smiling as he walked towards to door "don't bring any psychos home with you".
"Oh, fuck off" Seungmin grinned as Jeongin laughed from the hall before you heard them both putting on their shoes and the door opening and closing. You smiled to yourself suddenly feeling a weight fall away from your shoulders about how exactly you would have explained dating Felix to the pair of them so suddenly.
Getting yourself ready you sat fiddling with your jeans as you tried to distract yourself from your nerves but flicking TV channels and eventually settling on an episode of a drama that you couldn't pay attention to. After what felt like a lifetime the door buzzer rang sending a spike of nervous excitement straight through your heart as Felix appeared on the small screen looking as dangerously handsome as always. Pressing the buzzer to let him in you told yourself to not wait at the door for him to know instead bouncing on the balls of your feet at the opposite end of the hall staring at the door instead. When Felix did knock on the door your heart skipped a beat, his eyes soft as he stepped into the apartment cupping your jaw and kissing you softly.
"You look gorgeous baby" he smiled reaching for your hand to intertwine your fingers "are you ready to go?".
"Yes Lix" you smiled back feeling your cheeks heating up as he looked you up and down.
"Do you need to say goodbye or anything?" he whispered cheekily looking past you up the hallway.
"No the boy left early to meet the others" you grinned letting him lead you from the apartment and towards the elevator. You traveled down to the ground floor with Felix's arm wrapped around your waist holding you to his side gently which continued until you got down the several blocks it took to get to the movie complex only letting you go to buy your tickets and popcorn which he insisted on carrying until you were both seated in the back of the cinema.
"You know you didn't even tell me what we were seeing, Lix" you teased softly taking a few pieces of popcorn and popping one into your mouth.
"Well I remembered that you liked actions and thrillers but there aren't any good thrillers so it is going to be John Wick" he admitted the corners of his lips quirking up hen your mouth formed a silent o.
"You remembered that?" you whispered as the lights dimmed around you for the previews to begin.
"I try to remember everything you say" he admitted sultrily leaning in to whisper in your ear, the feeling of his breath on you skin making your skin erupt on a wave of goosebumps as he moved the armrest that sat between you and wrapped his arm around your shoulders.
You sat in silence for the film enjoying as much as you could of both what was happening on the screen and the warmth and feeling of Felix breathing beside you for the almost three hours it took for the movie to end. But even then you only managed to focus on half of the plot as you spent the other half having to focus on how to remain acting natural. Once the lights came back on and the credits rolled Felix his you with another one of his dazzling smiles.
"Do you still want to go for that walk by the river or would you like me to take you back home?" He asked genuinely, seeming happy to do either option depending on how comfortable you were.
"I think I would like to go for that walk Lix" you bit your lip slightly hoping that this was the answer he was wanting to hear.
"If my baby wants to go for a walk then we will go for a walk" he teased holding out his hand for you to take as he began leading you from the cinema. You noticed a few girls stare at Felix as you walked past them and back out onto the street their faces turning into a frown when they saw him holding your hand. He seemed oblivious but it dimmed your smile slightly. You knew they were wondering how someone like him could have any interest in someone like you and that hurt you a little but when Felix squeezed your hand gently as you began to walk towards the river you couldn't help the little flutter that erupted in your chest.
Walking hand in hand for the next few blocks that would take you to the riverfront you decided that making conversation would prevent you being too awkward about this being a first date with anyone let alone Felix.
"So what exactly did you plan on telling Seung and Innie when you picked me up tonight?" you asked bashfully looking up at him.
"Well" he paused for a moment still smiling "I was thinking that I was just going to say that I wanted to make sure you were alright after the party, but honestly I hadn't really thought about it" he admitted meeting your eyes briefly before looking ahead once more.
"Well at least you're honest" you sighed thankful that the boys had been out when you left the apartment.
"In truth I figured they would be in too much shock to actually say anything and that we would have escaped before they snapped out of it" he chuckled making you smile in relief.
"I mean they probably would have been shocked for ages that you wanted to take me on a date" you shrugged smirking at the thought of them standing in the hallway with their mouths agape
"And why wouldn't I want to take my smart and beautiful girlfriend on a date?" he teased nudging your shoulder playfully as you entered the park walking between the large gates that separated the gardened area from the street
"I didn't mean it like that Lix I meant they would have been shocked that I had a date" you back peddled quickly looking up at him with wide eyes "I didn't mean they would be shocked at you going on a date"
"I know baby I was teasing" he soothed pulling you closer to wrap his arm around your shoulders and you let the movement lull the conversation for a while
You had made sure you wore a light sweater so that you wouldn't be too cold on the waterfront and you were glad you had as the wind picked up to a chilly breeze as you walked together under the fairy lights that were strung through the trees on the riverwalk. You hadn't really checked the weather but you knew at this time of year the breeze was always cool at night obviously Felix hadn't either as you realized the clouds were gathering overhead much quicker than normal. Looking up at the sky frowning Felix muttered something under his breath before turning to you
"Looks like we're running out of time baby" he sighed wrinkling his nose slightly as you nodded feeling disappointed as the clouds had finally blocked out all of the stars.
"I guess we will save this for the next date?" you smiled softly which made his eyes light up.
"Yes we will absolutely save this for the next date or maybe the third date?" he smirked as you tried to hide your excited smile. Walking back towards the park gate you thought you felt the first spot of rain but you weren't sure, however, this changed when the skies suddenly opened up above you and rain began pouring down on you both.
"Fuck" Felix swore loudly tucking you into his side and wrapping his jacket around you as he guided you under a large tree "We can go back to my place its only a block from here and when it stops I'll get you a cab home". You looked at him blankly for a moment unsure of what to say to not sound like a fool or ungrateful.
"This isn't some kind of ploy I promise" he reassured you quickly noticing how your expression had changed "I just don't want either of us to catch a cold and it's quite a walk to your place from here and if we try to get a cab we will get even more drenched than walking to my place" he reasoned.
"It's ok Lix I know you won't do anything I don't want you to" you smiled gently your brain catching up with what he was saying.
"We can dry off there and wait out the rain and most of the way there is covered so we won't get too wet" he gestured to his already soaking wet hair.
"Lets go Lix, lead the way" you urged, letting him continue to hold you as close to you as he could to try to keep you dry and warm as the pair of you darted your way from cover to cover for the 5 minutes it took to get to his place. Quickly making your way through the lobby and into the elevator you were surprised when a doorman appeared as the door to the lift opened on the 15th floor who Felix waved at before leading you to his front door and letting you in helping you to slip off your shoes before going to find you some towels for your hair and clothes.
You had known that Felix, Hyunjin and Minho shared an apartment, Seungmin had mentioned it to you ages ago, but you didn't realize how nice of an apartment it would be. They lived in the river district that was considered one of the highest valued areas in the city and their apartment overlooked not only the river but parks that you had just been walking in. Standing on the tiles of the kitchen floor to avoid dripping water on the carpet you could see the lights of the city through the massive lounge room windows as you waited for Felix to return carrying towels and something that looked like clothing.
"I'll show you to the bathroom and you can change into these before we get your clothes in the dryer" Felix suggested handing you the pile of fabric and leading you into the bathroom while he cleaned up the drips on the tiled floor.
Closing the door behind you, you took in your surroundings. It was a much nicer bathroom than yours. The tile looked like actual marble and it was large enough to have an actual tub and a double sink. Slowly you put the towel down on the cabinet before you realized that Felix had given you a pile of his clothes, sweatpants, t shirt and the hoodie you had seen him in the morning you spoke to him in the gardens. Shaking the memory from your mind you peeled your wet sweater over your head grateful that you hadn't gotten soaked to the bone so at least your bra was still mostly dry, you wrapped your hair in the towel and squeezed as much water as you could from it before changing into the pants and t shirt before opening the door and finding Felix waiting for you his eyes glazing over slightly when he saw you.
"I'll just need you to put these in the machine hopefully they won't take too long to dry out" you smiled shyly holding up the towel and your sweater and jeans but Felix didn't react " Lix?" you asked, tilting your head to watch him and shaking your clothes in front of him.
"Sorry, just got a bit lost in how good you look in my shirt" he replied, clearing his throat slightly and reaching out to grab the wet items as your cheeks burned. "Did you want to hang in the lounge and watch another movie or get some food?" he continued his signature smile returning.
"Yeah sounds good" you nodded trying to play it cool and walking yourself into the lounge to wait for him to return. You sat on the large plush couch and began fiddling with the bottom of the shirt, the soft dark fabric making you feel incredibly comforted despite your awkwardness.
"Did you want me to order us any particular food?" Felix questioned as he walked back into the room as you realized for the first time that he too was in sweatpants and a white t shirt and looking like he should be in a magazine pictorial.
"Whatever you want Lix" you smiled as he sat down beside you "I'm not fussy". He chuckled softly in response and ordered you something quickly before throwing his arm around your shoulders and pulling you into him and causing you to yelp in surprise. The action seemed slightly less practiced to his usual moves, making you pause.
"Sorry baby" he laughed musically "just wanted you close to me" he grinned turning the TV on and selecting one of the streaming services they had to find something to watch. He settled on a drama that you hadn't seen but you didn't care you knew you were not going to be paying much attention to it anyway just like the movie from earlier in the evening.
"Lix?" you asked tentatively tilting your head back to lean against his chest and look at him studying his facial expression.
"Hmm" he hummed in response, his eyes on the screen in front of you.
"You know I don't think this is a ploy to get me to sleep with you right?" you almost mumbled feeling a little embarrassed that he still might think that after your hesitation earlier "So you don't need to be extra careful with me".
"You sure baby?" he smiled sweetly finally looking at you his eyes searching your own to be sure you meant what you said "I don't want to make you uncomfortable and also I've um... how do I actually put this?..." he trailed off his brown creasing slightly and making your anxiety spike "I've never brought anyone here before".
"I'm sorry what?" you almost spluttered your anxious feeling turning to confusion as to how one of the members of the man whore trio hadn't brought any women to his apartment before.
"Well this is where we live I always said I would only bring girls I was really serious about here" he admitted a pretty pink dusting of blush appearing on his freckled cheeks. Your heart was pounding so hard you were sure he would be able to hear it, trying to process that he insinuated that you were special to him and that you were the only one to be special to him in all his time sleeping around. All you could manage was to open your mouth to say something but nothing came out which Felix took as his moment to gently place his lips on yours kissing you sweetly his plush lips feeling perfect against your own. The moment however, was short lived as the door buzzer chimed to let you know that the food order had arrived. Untangling himself from you he went to collect the food from the lobby of the building leaving you to contemplate what he had just told you.
Felix had ordered from your favorite bakery and you were very happy to tuck into one of their chocolate filled croissants as he watched you smiling enjoying the look of bliss on your face. After eating and drinking everything he had ordered you found yourself still held captive by the sound of the rain still pattering against the large windows and it was well past midnight by this point which made you a little uneasy again.
"What's wrong baby?" Felix asked you tucking a piece of hair behind your ear, while you sat with your legs across his lap
"It's still raining" you sighed before looking at him and giving him a shy smile "do you think my clothes will be dry by now? I should probably get home"
"I'll check for you" he nodded, moving your legs carefully before making his way to the laundry room while you packed up the food containers and took them into the kitchen to sort.
"Fuck" you heard him curse loudly before you walked back around to the lounge to find him walking back in his hand running though his hair.
"What's happened?" you blinked unsure of what the problem was.
"I'm sorry baby, really I put your clothes in the dryer with mine and I didn't start the machine, I'm so sorry" Felix apologized quickly looking annoyed with himself "But I can get you home in my clothes or you could stay for a little while longer they should only take like an hour to dry"
"Lix I can't go home in your clothes if Seung or Innie see me I'll never be able to explain it" you sighed, worrying your lower lip nervously.
"Then stay here, we can watch another movie in my room so that if either of the guys come back they won't drunkenly annoy us or become a pair of menaces" he smiled tentatively a ghost of his smile gracing his lips.
"One more movie can't hurt Seung and Innie are probably both too smashed to even know I'm not home yet" you nodded making a smile bloom on Felix's face.
"Come on then, I'll put another action movie on as long as you let me cuddle you" he waggled his eyebrows suggestively at you making you giggle. Felix was being incredibly patient with you and you knew it but you appreciated that he wasn't going to push you into anything you weren't ready for so it was an easy decision to follow him to his room you trusted him.
You stood in his bedroom looking from the desk that you could tell was used purely for gaming judging from the custom keyboard and multiple monitors, to the stupidly large TV attached to the far wall, the shelves that contained random figures and gaming consoles and finally his bed which he was now sitting on looking at you curiously.
"Is this the first time you have had someone like me in your room?" you asked, feeling suddenly shy at the idea of being the first girl in this room.
"You mean are you the first girlfriend I've had in my bedroom?" he chuckled teasingly, you couldn't help but preen at the term girlfriend even though he had called you that before. "Yeah you are, first one in this room and first one in my bed" he smiled softly making you swallow loudly.
"So what did you want to watch?" you asked changing the subject as smoothly as you could not failing to notice the slight smirk gracing his lips as you made your way to sit next to him on the bed.
"I don't know I figured we could get comfy then decide" he shrugged pulling you further onto the bed and making you laugh. After a few awkward moments of figuring out where each of you would fit you settled on his left side sitting against the headboard leaning against him as he scrolled through some movies and randomly pressed play. The opening scene was a bank robbery with the villains in ski masks brandishing shot guns and police cars racing to the bank but you were already distracted by Felix drawing patterns on the inside of the wrist he was holding in his lap. The trace of his fingers sending small electric shocks through your skin and straight to your heart after a few minutes he lifted your hand to his lips kissing your wrist lightly and making you gasp.
"I know I said watch a movie but I would prefer to kiss you" he whispered "if that's ok". Instead of answering him you turned your head to face him almost brushing his lips with yours silently giving him permission.
"You're so beautiful" he murmured, closing the gap between you and gently pressing his lips to yours, the softness against your own making you melt into him slightly. Felix quickly but gently maneuvered you so you were now straddling his lap, his hands cupped your jaw as he deepened the kiss, his tongue tracing the seam of your lips seeking entrance to your mouth which you gave him enthusiastically. Felix's kisses were less intense and more sensual than the last time he kissed you, making you moan softly into his mouth.
"God I love the noises you make, so pretty" he breathed against your lips as you parted for air.
"Lix" you panted, feeling like your head was spinning.
"I've got you baby" he mumbled, connecting his lips back to yours, your hands moving on their own, one threaded its way into his hair and the other grasping his shirt to anchor yourself to him, your hips pressing against his crotch as you desperately tried to get closer to him. You had no idea how much time passed from when he first kissed you to when he finally pulled back from you pushing a stray strand of hair behind your ear.
"We need to stop now baby" he panted quietly, his chest rising and falling rapidly against your own "I won't be able to behave myself if we keep going". You flushed with embarrassment quickly moving to get out of his lap and sit back on the bed beside him.
"I'm sorry" you groaned, covering your hands with your face making him laugh.
"So cute" he chuckled, pulling your hands slowly away from your face and leaning in to kiss the tip of your nose. "You did nothing wrong baby, I just need to make sure I don"t cross any lines".
"Thank you Lix" you smiled shyly, looking up at him through your lashes.
"The things you do to me baby" he shook his head taking a deep breath wrapping you back up in his arms but in a much less compromising position before he started the movie again.
You didn't remember falling asleep but you must have because when you opened your eyes you were still in Felix's bed but you were alone and the morning light was filtering into the room between the gaps in the curtains. Sitting up you realized that you were still dressed in his clothes but that your clothes sat on his computer desk folded neatly and waiting for you shifting yourself out of the bed you stretched and padded your way across the carpeted floor to his bathroom knocking but finding it empty you went inside to change and clean yourself up a little before you would have to make your way home and hopefully be able to play off your being absent as going for an early morning walk. Making your way towards the lounge you were made aware it was no longer just you and Felix in the apartment as several voices were talking all at once. Pausing you waited to see if you should show yourself or hide yourself back in the bedroom.
"You were the one that suggested the rule mate" Minho complained, his voice rough from the night before but still obviously annoyed.
"We agreed there were no random girls in the apartment so what makes this one different?" Hyunjin added blandly.
"This isn't like that" Felix defended his voice exasperated as he tried protecting you in your absence.
"Then what is it like? There is no way it's her in your room right now" Minho continued his voice getting louder as he teased.
"Thanks for the boost in confidence" Felix groaned, sounding particularly done with what must have been an ongoing joke.
"I swear if you don't get your shit together and get together I'm going to steal her" Hyunjin declared cackling as he sounded like he moved quickly from the room.
"You're both arsehole you know that" Felix called after them as he walked towards where you were standing. Moving yourself further down towards his bedroom door you decided to make it look like you had just stepped out of his room
"Morning baby" Felix beamed as he saw you in his doorway pulling you into a cuddle.
"I'm sorry I fell asleep Lix" you mumbled nuzzling into him softly.
"It's alright baby but let's get you home while the idiots here are showering" He raised his eyebrows to indicate behind him.
"Lets but can I borrow a hoodie weather app says it's going to be cold this morning?" you ask watching his eyes light up.
A/N: I'm Sorry this has taken so long but I lost my steam for a while but I'm back now :) Once again thank you for reading my work and your likes, reblogs and comments are amazing xx
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I Will Never Make You Lonely: Ch 4
Summary: When your life is falling apart, your 8 best friends are there to lift you up
TW: mentions of de&th, su!c!de, su!c!de tendencies, su!c!dal ideologies, depress!on, anxiety, crying. If this is in any way triggering I’d steer towards more of my happier works. If you or someone you love has thought of or acted on suicide, there is help and there is hope
Call or text 988
Genre: angst, hurt/comfort, non-idol AU
PSA: this in no way represents the artists. While their birth names are used in this story, this is in no way a reflection of the artist or artists in real life.
AU/Chapter TW: Mentions of su!c!de, su!c!dal thoughts, graphic descriptions of panic/anxiety attacks, and so much crying. If any of this is triggering please refrain from reading this chapter.
CH 4
The car accident wasn’t an accident. There was no animal in the road that caused her to swerve and hit the tree; there was none of that, she planned it. Your brain went numb but your body felt a sharp pain like someone took a dagger and rammed it into your chest. It was getting a little harder to breathe. You got up from your bed and started pacing. You had your hands above your head trying to expand your lungs, but you were already too far into your panic attack to get back down. You let out the first sob since Carter’s death.
Is this what dying feels like?
“Y/n?” Changbin called out.
As soon as you saw two of your best friends at the doorway, your vision got blurry. Chris could see how broken you were and he felt like crying right there. He was almost relieved that you were grieving properly, but this wasn't the way he wanted it to happen.
“Sweetheart…” Chris approached stepped foot into your room and you ran towards the boys, their hearts breaking into pieces as you covered your mouth, muffling another heartwrenching sob.
“Oh baby girl, come here,” he said gently as he pulled you against his chest. You spent a lot of time trying to distract yourself from the truth, doing anything and everything to avoid facing it. But eventually, you can't keep your mind numb forever. You cried and buried your face into Chris's shoulder, and he held you while Changbin rubbed your back for comfort. Your tears soaked into Chris's sweatshirt as he swayed you back and forth.
“We got you, we got you,” Changbin whispered as he threaded his fingers through your hair. You gripped Chris’s sweatshirt until your knuckles turned white. The sadness and anger that you kept under the surface came out without warning, and you completely lost it.
“Please bring her back, please!” You cried at whatever higher power was out there. Chris held you tightly as you cried into his shoulder. Changbin's hands had let go of you, but another set of arms reached out to comfort you. Though you missed Changbin's touch, you were grateful for Chris's warm hands on your shoulders, which helped steady you. Unbeknownst to you, your breathing had become more rapid.
“Hey y/n, hey let's take a deep breath okay? We don’t want you passing out on us, yeah?” Minho said calmly. You don’t know when he got in the room, but you were so out of it you didn’t know everyone was in your room. Before you knew it, you started panicking.
“I c-can’t, I can’t breathe,” you exclaim shakily. You cried harder than you have all month, and maybe even in your entire life. Your body was convulsing with sobs so forcefully and rapidly that you found yourself gasping for air. You knew that you would never see Carter again. No more trips to the lake, no more spontaneous visits to the Space Needle, no more concerts, no more walks to Pike Place. All of it was gone. You held your chest tightly as you struggled to take in air. Your mind was in a fog, you felt nauseous, you weren't getting enough oxygen, and it felt like you were living through a nightmare.
“I *cough cough* I want her *gasp*, back *gasp* *cough cough* please” you pant out. The younger ones were in a state of panic. You were hunched forward with your hands on your knees. Changbin walked to the center of the room and embraced Seungmin, who was frantically reaching out for his hand. Hyunjin was hugging Felix and cradling the younger's head, who was shaking in fear. Han was standing in shock with his arms wrapped around Jeongin, who was hiding his face in his shoulder blade. Minho moved a little closer and spoke as gently as possible.
“Y/n? Honey? Can I touch you?” He asked, waiting patiently until you nodded. Chris slowly let go of your shoulders once Minho had a steady hold of you. He took his time to gently take your hands off your knees, squatting in front of you so he could look you in the eyes. He slowly stood you up and put your hands behind your head so your lungs could expand.
“Breathe with me love. Let's do it nice and slow, alright?” He asked gently. Minho led you through a series of breathing exercises until you were able to control your breathing. Once you were no longer hyperventilating, you collapsed and Minho caught you, slowly lowering you to the ground and into Chris's arms. He embraced you from behind, holding you close to his chest with one hand on your forehead to help calm you down and the other arm wrapped gently around your waist. You covered your eyes, hoping to escape the overwhelming pain.
“Why did she have to go…” you wailed, relieving all the pressure that built up over time. The hurt, the sadness, and the anger were all being let out as Chris and Minho let you crumble because they would be there to pick up the pieces once you were done.
“Y/n…” Jeongin said tearfully. Your heart stopped. Shit. How long were they in your room? You could hear Felix crying into Hyunjin's neck while the taller of the pair gently shushed the sweet boy in his arms, shedding his own silent tears. You kept your hand over your eyes, not wanting to see their reactions, especially the kids.
“Binnie, can you take the kids into the living room please?” Minho asked calmly and kindly. Changbin nodded immediately and guided the Dongsaengs out of your bedroom. Chris held you close and kissed the top of your head. His lips lingered as he rocked you gently back and forth.
“Oh bubs…,” Minho whispered as he watched you break down. After what felt like an eternity, your hysterical crying died down to hiccups. Chris continued rocking you gently and Minho was rubbing your knee with his thumb.
“I’m *hiccup* I’m so sorry,” you said, working yourself up. Chris quickly and quietly shushed you. He couldn’t bear to watch you go into another panic attack.
“Shhh shhh shhh it’s okay, you’re okay, y/n,” he whispered as he petted your hair.
“Why are you apologizing, honey? You did nothing wrong,” Minho asked. You shook your head as more tears streamed down your face.
“D-did I scare the kids?” you ask tearfully. You swore you heard someone else bawling in the hallway; it sounded like Jeongin. Chris shook his head while rubbing your stomach with his thumb.
“They’re just worried about you, we’re all worried about you, angel,” he said calmly.
“What did I do w-wrong? Why couldn’t she come to m-me? D-did she really think I can just live without h-her??” you beg for someone to have the answer, but Minho only looked at you with sadness and confusion.
“What do you mean?” he asks, his eyes flicking back and forth between yours and Chris’s. You grab a hold of your skull, your head pulsating.
“Carter…t-took…she took her own- *hic* oh my god,” you cried as you dug the heels of your hand into your eyes, Chris and Minho exchanging looks of terror. Chris rocked you while kissing your head repeatedly, and Minho took both of your hands into his. Outside of your bedroom, Changbin guided the younger ones down the hall and into the living room. A bunch of them were sniffling, but Jeongin was crying hard. Changbin pulled the youngest into his side, handing Seungmin off to Han.
“Hey, hey we’re here baby, Hyungs have y/n” he reassured the youngest, but the poor thing couldn’t calm down.
“I got the others, Binnie Hyung, we’ll be okay,” Hyunjin said, never letting go of the sweet freckled boy in his arms. Changbin nodded as he led their youngest to the bedroom, the rest of the guys going the opposite direction to sit on the couch. Changbin opened the door with one hand, keeping a secure arm around Jeongin.
“Binnie Hyung?” Jeongin whimpered. Changbin rubbed Jeongin’s shoulder.
“I’m here, I’m here,” Changbin whispered. More droplets fell from Jeongin’s eyes.
“Y/n…” he said brokenly before Changbin pulled him into a hug, running his fingers through his hair.
“Shh shh shh, she’s going to be okay. I promise she’s going to be okay, baby,” he said while trying to keep his voice steady. They were all a little shaken up from what happened, but Jeongin seemed to be taking it the hardest.
“I want to see her, Hyungie, I want to see if she’s okay,” he cried, gripping the back of Changbin’s shirt.
“We’ll get to see her love, but first we need to calm our bodies, okay? Can you do that for me?” He asked kindly as he rubbed his back. Jeongin nodded as he got into bed. Changbin promised to send you over to Jeongin once you were ready. After tucking Jeongin under the covers, he sat beside him, soothing him by wiping away his tears. Later, the three of you settled down in your bedroom, with Chris propped up against a pillow and you cuddled up on his side while Minho lay next to you two. They comforted you with soft touches and even whispered words of encouragement long after your tears had stopped. They waited until your breathing was back to normal before speaking.
“I know you want nothing more than to sleep, but let’s get you cleaned up, y/n, does that sound okay?” Chris asked as he moved a stray hair out of your face. You nodded as you let out a tired sigh. They took you to the bathroom and had you sit on the toilet lid. You looked in the mirror for a brief second before turning away. Your face and eyes were extremely puffy and red. Once he found the makeup wipes, Minho gently held your chin as he oh so carefully used a makeup wipe to remove the mascara that trailed down your face. You thought he’d stop there, but you were wrong.
“Minho it’s okay we don’t have to do all of that,” you say when he starts pulling out all of the products you use for your nighttime skincare routine. He gave you a kind smile.
“What kind of friend would I be if I let you go to bed without your holy grail, huh?” He asked with the sweetest smile, holding up your sleeping mask he gave you as a Christmas gift. You couldn’t help but giggle and you gave him the okay to proceed. Once the makeup was all gone, he took a warm washcloth and dabbed under your eyes and around your cheeks. You let out a sigh and closed your eyes; you were exhausted. Minho applied all the products necessary, because your routine was exactly like his, and hummed a random medley out loud to help with the tension in the bathroom. He wiped off his hands and put his hands on your shoulders.
“You are the strongest person we know, but don’t ever feel like you have to go through this by yourself, yeah?” He pulled you into his arms and rubbed your back as Chris smiled at you two fondly.
“It's just really hard…” your voice breaks as your eyes sting. Minho continued to rub your back.
“I know sweetie, I know, I can’t even imagine what you’re going through right now…” he whispered.
“I wanted to handle everything on my own, so you wouldn’t have to see me like this *sniff* so we wouldn’t be where we are now,” you admitted as Chris comes up beside Minho and throws his arms around the both of you.
“You’re grieving, y/n, and that’s okay, it’s perfectly okay, happy or sad, stressed or angry, we have your back no matter what. We love you, sweetheart, let us be there for you,” he said gently as he rubbed a hand up and down both yours and Minho’s back. You sniffed looking up at Chris.
“You’re always there for me,” you said with so much gratitude in your voice. You looked back at the clock before looking at the boys.
“Can I go out there and tell them what happened? So they don’t have to worry?” you ask hesitantly. They both nodded, even though they knew you weren’t okay, you were at least okay physically… sort of. The younger ones were going to worry regardless, but maybe they would feel a little better seeing you. The two let them know you don’t have to feel obligated to, and that you could just get under the covers, but you wanted to see the kids. They helped you up and guided you into the living room where four of the guys were. Two were missing.
“Binnie Hyung is with Jeongin right now,” Han whispered. Your heart broke even more if that was even possible. You nodded as you sat down on the couch. After a few seconds of silence, you spoke up.
“Are you guys okay?” you ask, cringing at how much your throat was hurting. You heard sniffling immediately after you started talking. You looked over at the source of the sniffles and then immediately looked down again. Felix’s face was red with dried-up tear tracks that trailed over his freckles.
“Y/n, shouldn’t we be asking you that?” Han asked, voice laced with sadness. He was wondering how even with everything that just happened, you continue to put their well-being over your own. Now you were questioning if you wanted to tell them the news, seeing how they reacted to you having a panic attack. Anxiety filled your chest before Changbin squatted in front of you and pulled you into a hug. When did he come back out?
“Breathe for us y/n, breathe,” he shushed you gently as he rubbed your back. Seungmin came up next to Changbin to hug you as well. You took a deep breath.
“Peyton found a note,” you said as Seungmin’s breath hitched, his arms wrapping tighter around you.
“Oh y/n…” Changbin mumbled as he rested his head against yours. As the tears streamed down Seungmin's face, you started rubbing his back in circular motions hoping to provide some comfort. You tried to compose yourself so that you wouldn't break down again, and everyone could see that. While you were in Seungmin’s embrace, Changbin carefully pulled back and gently took your face into his hands.
“Hey…you know you don’t always have to be so strong,” he said reassuringly. Hyunjin still had Felix in his arms while you looked back at him. He got up from the opposite side of the couch, knelt in front of you and tenderly held your face, wiping away the tears under your eyes with his thumb. Seungmin and Changbin got up so you could wrap your arms around Hyunjin's neck. Hyunjin kissed your cheek, and rocked you in his embrace. Felix got up soon after and came to kneel behind him, grabbing onto the side of your shirt. You reached behind Hyunjin to stroke Felix's hair; he looked just as devastated as everyone else.
“You’re allowed to lean on us y/n, you don’t have to go through this alone,” he whimpered as he wiped away your tears. You loved your boys so much, and they loved you more than anything. You pulled Felix’s head in to kiss him on the forehead. The three of you held onto each other until Changbin spoke up.
“You’ve had a long day, let's call it a night, yeah?” he asked gently as he patted your back. You nodded while still in Hyunjin’s hold, and the two didn’t let go until you did. Changbin wrapped an arm around your waist and walked you to your room. Everyone else scooted impossibly closer together and did a brief wellness check on each other. Back in your room, Changbin grabbed a pair of sweatpants and a sweatshirt that you stole from Han and handed them to you with the kindest smile. You silently thanked him as you went into your bathroom to change. After you came out, Changbin smiled at you.
“How many of our clothing items are in your closet?” he joked. You shrugged with a chuckle, and even if it was small, he would take that over anything.
“Not too many, I’m usually fighting with the kids over Chris and Minho’s clothes,” you giggle. Changbin smiles even bigger and pulls you into a hug. You hold him tight and let out a deep sigh.
“Do you think he’s still awake?” You ask Changbin as you pull away from the hug.
“He might be; he was hoping to see you,” Changbin said. You nodded looking into the hallway. Changbin squeezed your hand one more time before you walked out. Back in the living room, Chris suggested everyone get some sleep. Han roomed with Jeongin but he decided to go bunk with Seungmin. Once all of the younger ones were out of the living room, it was just Chris and Minho. Minho was about to walk out of the room before he felt a hand circle around his wrist. He looked back at Chris questionably.
“Hyung?” He asked. Chris looked at him with sympathetic eyes.
“How are you doing?” He asked gently. Minho shook his head.
“I’m not sure I know what you’re asking, Hyung,” he said quietly, looking down at their hands. He did, but he didn’t want to talk about it.
“I know that was a lot,” he said as Minho looked away, pretending like he didn't feel stinging behind his eyes. He let out a shaky sigh. Chris’s eyes softened even more.
"Min, if you need to cry, it's okay," Chris said, as he rubbed his thumb over Minho's wrist. Minho had always been the strong one for his brothers, but even he had a breaking point. His lip quivered when he made eye contact with Chris. The older of the two gently tugged on Minho's wrist, pulling him into his arms. Minho closed his eyes and let the tears flow. Chris rubbed his back as Minho silently cried.
“You did well Minho, you did so well,” he praised as Minho sniffled. He drew circles on Minho’s back, bringing up his other hand to leave gentle touches on his nape.
“I’ve n-never seen her like t-that,” Minho stuttered thickly.
“Neither have I,” he whispered. “But she’ll be okay,” he said. “She’s going to be okay,”. He wasn’t sure who he was reassuring, but they both needed to hear it. After some time, Minho and Chris parted and wiped their eyes.
“Are you ready for bed?” He asked kindly. Minho nodded.
“Yeah,” he whispered. As Chris was about to head to his room, Minho grabbed his hand. Chris stopped and looked back at Minho. The younger one didn't say anything, but Chris knew what he was going to ask. He gave Minho a warm smile and squeezed his hand, pulling him to their shared bedroom. Once they were under the covers, Chris held Minho in his arms, and the second youngest buried his face into Chris's neck. Chris ran his fingers through Minho's hair and over his neck, while Minho rubbed his hand up and down Chris's arms. They lay in silence for a while until Minho finally spoke up.
“Do you think y/n will want to go back to America?” He asked hesitantly. They knew that your internship was highly competitive and that you wanted to stay in Seoul, regardless of whether you got selected for it or not. However, considering the recent events, Minho had been wondering for a while if you would get homesick and want to go back to stay with Peyton. Chris took a moment to ponder upon it.
“Gosh Minho….I’m not sure. I want her to stay here but if she wants to go back, that’s her decision, you know?�� he answered. If he was being selfish, he wanted you to stay, they all did, but they respected your wishes if you chose to go back to Seattle. The idea of not seeing you every other day if not every day made his heart ache. Minho nodded.
"I know... I just... I don't know... I want her to know she's her own person and is allowed to make her own decisions, but... the thought of her not living here anymore..." Minho couldn't finish his sentence. He pushed himself closer into Chris's hold.
"I know, agi, I know," Chris whispered as he pulled Minho even closer and stroked his hair when he felt wetness on his shoulder. The two lay there in each other's embrace, and by the grace of whatever higher power was up there, they fell asleep. As you walked down the hall, you ran into Han who was stepping out of the bathroom. He noticed the sweatshirt you were wearing and smirked.
“I was wondering where that was,” he said cheekily. His eyes were a tiny bit moist. Your heart hurt and he sensed that.
“If you need anything at all, we’re always here for you y/n, I hope you know that,” he said before pulling you into a tight hug. You let out a deep breath and nodded.
“I do, thank you, Hannie. Same goes for you, yeah?” you said. He chuckled. Their health was always your priority, they wished you could take care of yourself the way you took care of them. He squeezed your hand before retreating to Seungmin’s room. You took a deep breath and knocked on Jeongin’s door, waiting patiently for a response.
“Come in,” he quietly called out. You opened the door slowly. Jeongin gave you a sad smile.
“Hi,” he said quietly. He was wrapped up snuggly in a bunch of blankets; you remembered Changbin tucked him in.
“Hi,” you whispered. Jeongin sat up in bed once you closed the door.
“Are you okay?…” you asked. You knew it was a ridiculous question given you could see he clearly wasn’t okay but you still wanted to ask. Jeongin nodded slowly as you saw tears fill his eyes.
“Please don’t cry, sweet boy,” you whispered. Jeongin’s lip wobbled. Turned out he heard your conversation with Chris and Minho before everyone went into the living room.
“I just don’t- I…I can’t,” he whimpered. You quickly sit down and pull him into your arms, and even though he is taller than you, he feels so small in your hold.
“I’m here, I’m right here, I promise,” you said. He wrapped his arms around one of yours so you could cage him with the other. His tears were immediately soaking into your shirt.
“I can’t lose you, I-I can’t lose any of you” he cried out, fear evident in his voice. You cradled his head as he let out one of his worst fears.
“Shhh shhh shhh shhh…you boys mean so much to me, more than you will ever know,” you said, kissing his head and rocking him gently. “I’m sorry I didn’t reach out, I am so sorry.” He shook his head.
“I’m not m-mad I n-never could be. I-I understand. Just- you can always talk to us y-you know?” he said whimpering.
“I do know that bug and I love you all so much,” you said sincerely as you pet his hair.
“We love you too,” he whispered, hugging you impossibly tighter. You both stayed cuddled in each other's embrace, trying to provide comfort to each other. Eventually, you got under the covers and held each other tightly. Jeongin rested his head on your shoulder, and you were soothed by the sound of his even breaths. Finally, you both drifted off to sleep.
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× CAMPUS CRUMBLE ×
Pairing: Seungmin x Reader
Genre: Best friends to lovers au, College au, SMAU
Disclaimer: this does not reflect the real life personalities of the Stray Kids members (or any other idols) that will appear in this fic i tried my best to portray their go selves.
SYNOPSIS:
Y/N, Seungmin and Han decide that they are too bored and the campus life is too stagnant so they whip up a crazy idea to bring everyone closer by being an anon group/club called Campus Crumble who arranges meet ups at nights and delivers food inspired by people's daily life struggles in hopes to make their days better.
College isn't just studies so why not shake the whole campus up.
Join them on the adventures of cooking, sneaking around anonymously and making people's lives a little better somehow.
Will the "Food Santa Clauses" as the students refer to them stay anonymous or will they be found?
A.N:
This is a fic I came up at 3 am with no sleep whatsoever during exam season so if its inconsistent or anywhere cheesy please don't hate me ;-;
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Never been happier
Han Jisung/Reader
Summary: Jisung has been your best friend ever since your first year of college. However, what you feel for him is far away from just friendship. Once he asks his classmate out, you somehow realize, that it might be your last chance to confess your feelings and address something that he let slip while being drunk. Just some college!au best friends to lovers kind of stuff (I suck at summaries, sorry).
Warnings: a bit of angst, cursing, fluff, best friends to lovers, college!au, idiots in love, mutual pinning, slight slowburn, mentions of drinking, jealous!reader, jealous!Jisung, I didn’t really use any pronouns for Y/N so this should be for everyone (I hope), Lisa and Jennie of Blackpink make an appearance for no particular reason other than that I love them lol - I hope that’s all, let me know if I missed anything please~
Word count: 10k+ (I apologize again)
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Today was a shitshow.
First your stupid phone died in the middle of the night so you overslept, then you managed to pour your morning tea on yourself when you were hurrying to your first class, then you found out you forgot about an assignment you were supposed to turn in today. Fortunately your professor was kind enough to give you extra time to turn it in, extending it to today's midnight, so instead of spending afternoon with Jisung and the boys you were writing a paper on Sigmund Freud. You don't know exactly how you managed to put it together, but you did and now you are laying face down in your bed, absolutely drowned out, debating with yourself whether to go and make yourself second dinner as a treat or not. Suddenly your phone buzzes.
You groan out but reach for it anyways, turning your face to the side to see an incoming message from no one else than your best friend.
> Are you up?
You chuckle. As if he didn't know.
< Sure, what's up?
You know Jisung had something he wanted to share with you today and being the curious human you are you couldn't wait to hear it. But then you had to cancel your plans because of the assignment and it's fair to say it didn't really raise your spirits. Jisung's message gave you hope though. And when it takes mere seconds for him to text back, you know it means he really has something important to say, tension growing in your chest.
> You know Ha-na from my Music History class? I asked her out and she said yes.
You stare at the message, eyes widening, your heart hammering like crazy, the dull sound reverberating through your whole body, your breathing pausing for probably longer than it should. You feel as if someone slapped you.
> Are you there?
Jisung's second message snaps you out of your little stupor and with sweaty fingers and trembling heart you reply.
< Sure. That's great, dude.
Tears finally raise in your eyes as you realize what's going on. This is what he couldn't wait to share with you? This is why he was so smiley these days? Ha-na from his Music History class?
Oh, saying you feel like a dumbass is an understatement. Let's say that maybe, just maybe, a little part of you hoped that the reason for his smile was you, that maybe he really felt the same way you do and that maybe he finally wanted to confess to you officially. Guess not.
You stare dumbly at the screen, your chest filling with something heavy and dark, making your heart ache.
You know this is your fault in the first place. You were a coward just like your roommate Lisa said. You should've confessed to him a long time ago just as she instructed or at least confront him about what he said after Jeongin's birthday party but you were so afraid you'll ruin the friendship you two have that you eventually fully missed all your chances.
> I wanted to tell you today but since you were busy I thought I'll let you know like this.
You sigh softly, biting on your lip to hold back any sound that would dare to escape your lips, burning tears rolling down your cheeks. You thought today could not get worse yet here you are.
< You know it was schoolwork, it wasn't intentional.
You close your phone, throwing it away as you flip the sheets over your head, burying your face into the pillow as if it could swallow you up whole, your sorrows and regrets included.
-
This is how Lisa finds you about half of an hour later, returning from her late class with smile on her face that drops instantly when she sees you in your little cocoon. She knows that means no good.
"Hey there, Y/N! Not a good day?" She asks softly, putting down her bag and crossing the room to reach your bed. You don't reply at all, which makes Lisa frown a bit. She gently peels the covers off of your body just to find you already sleeping, crumpled tissues spread around your body, making Lisa's frown deepen as she carefully covers you with the blanket again. She contemplates whether to wake you up or not, when your phone buzzes softly. It takes a while for her to find it, the buzzing indicating a second incoming message helps her locate it in the feet of your bed, twisted in your sheets. She hesitates a moment, not wanting to intrude your privacy but all it takes is one look at you, the hurt painted over your features even in your sleep making her act before she could change her mind, her hands freeing your phone just to find at least ten unread messages from Jisung.
> I know, I didn't mean to make it sound harsh
> Are you still up?
> Y/N?
> Y/nnnnnnnn
> Are you mad at me?
> Did something happen?
> Did I do something wrong?
> Y/N???
> Is this because of Ha-na?
> I won't go out with her if you don't like her.
> Please, answer me.
As she reads through them she puts together a decent image of what happened, her eyes turning to you with mixture of sympathy and worry.
She knows that even though you might not admit it out aloud, what you feel to Jisung is much more than just a crush.
"Ah, Y/Nie," she murmurs, putting your phone on your bedside table. She sighs softly, deciding to let you sleep. She'll have enough time to discuss it with you tomorrow.
Or at least that's what she thought. But when Lisa wakes up the next morning you're already gone. It could be considered nothing out of ordinary if only your classes didn't start much later than hers today.
Lisa sits up in her bed and lets out an irritated huff, looking around the room to find out what's left of you here. You didn't take your bag nor your phone so she assumes you didn't head to school yet and that you rather wanted to hide away somewhere, which gives her no comfort at all. She reaches for her phone, determination flashing in her eyes. She won't leave it like this.
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You sit underneath the blooming cherry tree in your favorite park, sipping your frappe as you stare at your old sneakers, mind wondering somewhere far far away, your surroundings being lost on you.
You woke up really early today, which is very unlike you, but you somehow couldn't fall asleep again, your mind constantly returning to Jisung's surprise announcement from yesterday and his words from months ago, ringing through your mind like and omen.
After spending about an hour rolling from one side to another in your bed, you decided to get up and head outside. That's what led you here. You needed some time to be alone and to think this through properly. Your feelings aren't raging inside you like yesterday, the sadness and anxiety make you feel numb now.
You mindlessly nibble at the straw, swaying your feet a little as you think about what you're going to do about this mess, when a pair of black sneakers and a skateboard appear in your vision, a shadow being casted over your form, forcing you to look up at the stranger. Your eyes meet his and you realize it's no stranger at all. It's Chan.
"Hey, Y/N," he greets you with a grin, dimples appearing on his cheeks.
"Hi, Chan," you manage a smile, moving a bit to make space for him on the bench and he takes your invitation, resting his skateboard on the side of it as he takes a seat, small smile on his lips.
"What are you doing here so early?" He asks, turning to you.
You know Chan approximately as long as you know Jisung. You met them during your first year of collage. You three took the same class and were assigned to make a project together. You clicked with them instantly and you stayed in each other's lives ever since. You often returned to those memories in your mind, looking back at those days with nothing but gratitude. Getting to spend time with them and the rest of the boys brought so much happiness into your life. Maybe that's why you were always so terrified to lose Jisung.
"Y/N?" Chan's worried voice takes you out of your head and you realize he asked you a question.
"Uhm, sorry. I- I just woke up early today and wanted to spend some time outside before my classes," you shrug, dropping your gaze back down to your sneakers.
"Are you sure that's it?" He nudges your shoulder with his gently, making your eyes snap back to him.
"What kind of question is that?" You raise your eyebrow at him, eyeing him suspiciously. Chan chuckles softly, scratching the back of his neck in what you recognize as nervous gesture.
"Lisa called me," he admits, making your features curve in confusion. Lisa did what? Why would she- oh.
"So you both know," you murmur and Chan hums in agreement softly.
You feel embarrassment creeping on you and so you just look down and sip your frappe. When you ignored Jisung's messages and cried yourself to sleep yesterday, you didn't expect anyone else to get to know about it. But here you are.
"So you are here on purpose. And here I thought that you finally crawled out of the cave you call studio to get some fresh air as a part of your self care routine or something," you mumble, making him chuckle.
"Yeah, you wish," Chan states, which makes your lips twitch into amused smirk.
"But for real, I'm here because I'm worried about you, Y/N. Both of you," he switches back to seriousness, all the teasing gone from his tone.
"Both of us?" You ask, your eyes finding his at the mention of Jisung.
"Yeah. He was really nervous to tell you about Ha-na, you know," he says softly and you can't help but frown.
"Why? What did he thought I'll do? Jesus, we are best friends for almost two years now. It's not like I'd get all-," you cut yourself off, realizing that what you're doing right now is exactly what you wanted to say you wouldn't do.
It's not like I'd get all jealous or something.
Yeah, sure.
Chan apparently catches up on your trail of thoughts and his hand finds yours, squeezing gently.
"He was just worried you won't like her, that's all. He really cares about your opinion," he states and you bite on your lower lip as harsh as you can, holding back tears.
"I don't even know who she is," you whisper when you're sure you can keep your emotions on leash.
"Really? I thought-," this time it's Chan who doesn't finish his sentence and you who's left to read between the lines.
"I'm in love with Jisung, Chan," you state and surprisingly, your voice doesn't tremble.
Silence settles between the two of you for a long moment, much longer than you would like, making anxiety grow inside you.
"Oh," is all Chan lets out and your facade finally crumbles, tears raising in your eyes and rolling down your cheeks.
"I've liked him ever since the day you two walked in the class but then- then we all became friends and I just- I didn't want to ruin everything with my stupid feelings but now he's going out with Ha-na and- I- I- didn't know what to do," you sob as Chan pulls you into his arms, letting you hide your face in the crook of his neck while his hands run over your back soothingly.
"What do I do, Chan?" You ask, desperately clinging to his form as if your life depended on it, your eyes filling with hot tears.
"I know you probably don't want to hear this, Y/N, but you should tell him," he says softly and you stiffen.
"No. No, no, no, no, no. I can't do that, Chan. There's no way. No. Never. He- he apparently doesn't feel the same and I'm pretty sure it would only make things awkward between us and I just- I can't lose him," you murmur, biting on your lower lip and shaking your head.
Chan pulls away just enough to be able to look into your eyes, his gaze soft yet focused.
"How do you know that?" He asks.
"What?" You whisper.
"How do you know he doesn't feel the same?"
The weight of his eyes on you makes you shy and so you look away, fidgeting with the sleeves of your oversized hoodie.
"Well, why else would he ask her to go out with him, if he felt the same?" You murmur, your own words working like a salt on a wound, making your chest burn. This specific question wouldn't leave your mind ever since you read Jisung's message yesterday. You thought- you thought the feelings were mutual and that once you gather enough courage, you'll confess and that maybe, just maybe, it'll all work out just fine.
"Maybe he thought you don't feel the same," Chan offers and you chuckle humorlessly.
"Yeah, sure. Even Jeongin knows about it. How could he not?" You finally meet his gaze again, your eyes full of tears. You feel so tired after all the crying.
To your surprise Chan scoffs.
"I thought that after two years of knowing him, you would know that sometimes he's just- Jisung. I think he would not let himself believe that you could feel the same until you'd literally rub it in his face," he states and you stare at him, your brain replaying his words again and again until you have to admit this might be true.
Even though Jisung seems like the cockiest boy you've ever met, you know he's mostly trying to mask how sensitive and insecure he can be. Chan is right. If he really meant what he said that night at Jeongin's, he wouldn't probably own up to it. He gets too lost in his own head sometimes and you know that can be a problem. Besides, you still don't know if he remembers it in the first place.
"Maybe you are right," you say eventually and Chan chuckles.
"Yeah, trust me. You should give it a try. He's supposed to go out with Ha-na tomorrow so you still have enough time to tell him. Don't waste it, please," he states, his eyes full of care holding you a hostage and so you find yourself nodding mindlessly.
"Good. Now... did you have a breakfast already? I know this place down the street..."
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Once the door of your flat closes behind you, you find yourself in tight embrace of no one else but your roommate. You're a bit confused, especially because Lisa was supposed to be in her class by now but you return the hug anyways, letting her ramble.
"I was so worried about you. I'm sorry I called Chan and got all involved but I didn't know what to do and you know I hate to see you sad. I would go looking for you but you left your phone here and I didn't know where to go. I'm sorry, Y/N."
"It's okay, Lisa. Really. Thank you, actually. Talking to Chan really helped me," you say softly.
She pulls away and looks up at you, your smile making her own lips curve into one.
"So you're not mad?" She asks and you shake your head.
"No."
"And you're not sad anymore either?" She assures and you can't help but scoff.
"No. I'm anxious but not sad," you confess.
"Okay, good. We can work with that. Let's start with me making some tea and then you'll tell me what makes you anxious, okay?" She offers, leading you into your little living space and you nod in agreement.
You settle on the couch and watch Lisa as she makes her way around the counter, pulling out your matching mugs and getting everything ready to make the tea.
"I want to confess my feelings to Jisung," you admit suddenly and she freezes. Her eyes snap to you, her lips parted in surprise as little what? escapes her mouth.
"Yeah. Uhm- Chan said I should give it a try so I was thinking, you know- yeah," you shrug, trying to stop yourself from fidgeting.
"I mean I've been telling you to do so for about a year but okay," she states, making you chuckle.
"No, but really. I'm happy Chan gave you the encouragement that you needed. Whatever he said to you, I'm sure he's right," she says and you smile, nodding.
"I really hope so," you murmur and you mean every word. You know how much is at stake and you're about to risk it all.
"I'm just gonna get my phone, okay?" You glance at Lisa and she nods with a smile, humming some tune as she waits for the water to boil and so you head to to your joined bedroom.
When you pick up the phone and the screen turns on, you almost drop it. The amount of unread messages and calls from Jisung makes you realize that Chan was 100% right in one thing. Jisung does care about your opinion a lot. You feel guilt flood your veins as you read through all of the mess that he left you throughout yesterday's night and today's morning, anxiety seeping through his words, making you want to smack yourself for putting Jisung through this. You acted like a bad friend. Hell, that's an understatement. You acted like the worst friend.
Before you're able to stop yourself, you're dialing Jisung's number and pacing around the room as the phone keeps ringing.
Finally he picks up.
"Y/N."
The way he says your name cannot be compared to any time you've ever heard it before. It's desperation, relief, sadness and fear all melted into one, making your heart clench painfully in your chest.
"Sungie, I'm so so so sorry. I- I know there's no way I could ever excuse my behavior in any way but I really do apologize. I- I fell asleep yesterday because I was so exhausted in the evening and today when I woke up I went for a walk and I left my phone at home. I'm really sorry," you blurt out, intentionally leaving out certain parts of the story. He doesn't need to know about that.
"No, no, no. There's no reason to apologize, really. I just thought you're- I misunderstood the whole situation and I got anxious again, I'm really sorry," he states and you can spot the nervousness in his tone. You really wish you were there with him so you could hug him tight.
"It's not your fault at all, Sung. Really," you assure him and he sighs softly.
"Okay," is all he replies but it's soft and even so you know his brain finally switched off the panic mode.
"I- I wanted to ask you something actually," you state, biting on your lower lip as you stare out of the window at the people down on the street, everyone trailing behind their own matters.
"Oh, what is it?" He asks without missing a heartbeat.
"Are you free tonight by any chance? I thought that maybe we could hang out when it didn't work out yesterday. We haven't seen each other in a while properly," you offer, praying he would say yes without questioning your motives further.
"Uhm, yeah, sure!" He replies and you can't help but smile.
"Good. See you tonight then, Sungie," you say softly.
"See you, Y/Nie."
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It's honestly a miracle you were able to sit through all of your classes and pay at least a fraction of attention to what your professors said when all you could think about was your little rendezvous with Jisung. You agreed to meet at six at your favorite coffee shop and the closer the hour got the more nervous you grew, debating with yourself whether this really has to be done. Chan's words gave you courage though. Maybe Jisung still does feel the same and maybe you really have to be the one to officially make the first step. Even if he didn't feel the same anymore, you're grown ups, right? You can overcome this and stay friends, it's no big deal after all. You've lived like this for months now, with his words on your mind, and a thing didn't change between the two of you. So maybe this could work just fine.
You repeat this to yourself like a mantra the whole way to the cafe. You know Jisung has a habit of showing up late, so you don't really rush while you try to prepare a mental speech for him about all those chaotic emotions swirling through you.
To your surprise, once you open the glass door of the coffee shop, he's already sitting in your usual place, his skateboard resting against the side of his seat. He's playing with the menu nervously, looking at it as if he didn't have it memorized by now, his messy dark hair hidden by the snapback, the oversized hoodie he wears swallowing up his body. You can't help but smile. This is exactly how you know Jisung. This is exactly how you love him too.
You greet Jennie who stands behind the counter before you head to him. Besides being Lisa's best friend, Jennie is also an acquaintance of yours since she works here, where you and Jisung are usuals by now. You notice Jennie's smirk as her gaze flicks between you and Sung, making you want to roll your eyes. She never missed a chance to tease the two of you about the 'obvious mutual pinning' as she calls it.
Once Jisung catches the movement in the edge of his vision, he looks up, your eyes meeting. You feel your heart do a little jump in your chest, your cheeks heating up. Grin appears on his face as he stands up and heads to you, pulling you into his arms with your name slipping through his lips. He holds you tightly as always and you can't help but melt against him, resting your head on his shoulder while your arms envelope his back.
"I'm so happy to see you," he confesses and you really have to stop yourself from doing something stupid.
"Me too," you murmur instead, pulling away to look at him.
"God, have you slept recently?" You ask, noticing the dark circles that formed underneath his deep brown eyes, worry creeping into your chest.
"I- uh- not really," he admits, looking down to avoid the frown that appears of your face.
"Sungie. Is something going on?" You ask, gently grabbing his arm and leading him back to your table, both of you sitting down opposite each other.
"N-no. Well, nothing serious. I'm just struggling with sleep. No particular reason," he shrugs, his hands fidgeting with the menu again and so you reach out, taking them in your own.
"Have you talked about it with your doctor? I think she should know about it," you say softly and he sighs, his fingertips grazing your wrists mindlessly, making goosebumps raise on your skin.
"Yeah, I did," he states and finally looks up to meet your gaze.
"And what did she say?" You ask, knowing that sometimes you have to push Jisung a bit to get him to tell you the whole story.
"She had a few suggestions. I don't know how to work with it though," he shrugs and you chuckle.
"Ah, Sungie. We can make it work, I promise. You should've told me earlier," you say and he bites on his lower lip, his eyes searching yours shyly.
There's something about this whole situation that makes you feel uneasy. He's too nervous, too fidgety. He's usually not like that. Only when-
"You're not telling me the whole truth, are you?" You whisper and his eyes widen softly, his whole body stiffening before he shrinks a bit, gaze dropping to the table.
"No," he admits.
"What is it then? You know you can tell me everything, Sung. Chan already told me all your embarrassing secrets that night we got drunk at Changbin's birthday party," you state, trying to lighten up the mood but Jisung doesn't budge, which kind of terrifies you.
"This is not something I can tell you, Y/N," he says and you could swear your heart stopped for a second here.
"What?" You murmur, your brain trying to catch up with his words.
"I- I just can't. No," he shakes his head as he retreats his hands from yours, the sudden distance between the two of you making you feel cold.
"I mean- I have no right to force you. If you don't want to tell me, then you probably have a good reason for it and I respect it," you state with heavy heart as you bite on your lower lip, taking your own hands off the table to hide them in the pockets of your hoodie.
You both stay quiet for a moment, just looking anywhere but each other, the atmosphere turning too heavy for your own liking. That is until Jisung clears his throat, instantly earning your attention.
"What about you? How are you these days?" He asks and you stiffen, remembering why you are here in the first place.
"Uhm- well, I manage," you shrug.
"What the hell does that mean?" He leans forward and you fight the urge to lean back as if that could help you escape his piecing gaze.
"I- I don't know. There's a lot of it in school. I just can't wait for summer," you murmur, hoping Jisung will take the bait and leave you alone, but it doesn't seem like that.
"I know you tend to overwork yourself. We talked about this already though. You should rest properly, Y/N," he states and you sigh, nodding.
"Yeah, mom," you murmur and he chuckles.
"Ya, I mean it!"
"I know."
Your eyes meet, smiles on your faces. And suddenly everything feels okay again. It always does when it's the two of you. That's what you love about Jisung. He always gave you peace, always made you feel like whatever kind of shit you were dealing with didn't matter at all, like everything had a solution in the end and it does. Even this thing between you.
"I have to tell you something," you blurt out, your heart palpitations reaching the roof when you realize you really said it out aloud and there's no backing out of this now.
"Okay?" Jisung offers, smiling softly. You look down, squeezing your eyes shut as you exhale, remembering what Chan said.
Don't waste it, please.
"I- I-," you stutter out, your mind shutting down completely, the whole speech you prepared turning into thin air and leaving you a little vulnerable trembling mess.
No, you got this.
"I kind of- I like you, Jisung," you state, keeping your eyes down, too afraid to look up at him and see his reaction. Just when he stays suspiciously quiet, you actually dare to take a peek at him and assure he didn't just leave in the middle of your inner battle. He's there though, looking at you like a confused little puppy.
"I like you too, Y/N. But I kinda hoped you- I mean- you know that since we are friends, right?" He raises an eyebrow at you and you feel like screaming. God, you'll really have to rub it in his face, won't you?
"No, what I mean is that I- I love you, Jisung. Like much much more than a friend. I do for a while now and I didn't know how to tell you and now- I felt like this was my last chance. You don't have to do anything about it of course. I- I can handle it. I just- Chan- he said I should tell you so- here I am," you finally breathe out, feeling like your mind is probably about to explode.
"Chan?" He echoes and you look up at him, confused.
"You told Chan before you told me?" He asks and you feel like you'll probably jump over the table and choke him.
"What the hell? That's all you got out of this? What was I supposed to do? Tell you and ask you for advice?" You raise your voice, making a few people look in your way but you really couldn't care less at the moment.
"I'm your best friend!" Jisung argues.
"Jisung, I swear to god, I'm gonna murder you," you state, clenching your fists on the tabletop.
You pictured this going a lot of ways but this definitely wasn't one of them.
"You know, if you told me instead of your new best friend Chan, you would've probably found out that I feel the same but whatever," he states, folding his arms on his chest as he leans back nonchalantly.
"You- you do?" You squeak out.
"Well, it doesn't really matter now. You apparently prefer to talk to Chan anyways so-," he states, waving you off while you stare at him, completely shocked.
"Jisung, please, stop joking around or I'm gonna cry. I mean it," you state and he snaps his gaze back to you, apparently concerned.
"If this whole thing is a joke, I can't take it. I- I've been struggling to tell you for so long and if you want to laugh at it now I don't want to hear it," you say, standing up without facing him, ready to leave, feeling too exposed, too vulnerable to handle being in his presence anymore.
"Y/Nie, wait! That's not what I meant to do at all, I promise. I don't want to laugh at you. I- I really care about you. I love you, Y/N. A lot. I'm sorry," he states apologetically, his hand reaching out to you to stop you, grabbing your wrist.
"You know how I get in serious situations," he adds, but you almost don't hear it over the roaring of your own heart in your ears, his words resonating on your mind.
"You love me?" You ask, turning around to look at him, the tears still glistening in your eyes. The sincerity, worry and affection you're met with are enough to melt your heart.
"I do," he nods, hint of certainty in his voice.
"Why did you ask Ha-na out then?" You inquire, your heart trembling a bit at the mention of it. Jisung sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"Because of Minho. He said I should ask someone out to try and forget about you," he says softly and you stare at him for a moment, before you chuckle.
Jisung gazes at you, unsure how to react.
"This is ridiculous. I thought it was obvious I felt the same," you state and he chuckles.
"I thought so too," he says, making you smile. So he probably doesn't remember what he said then. Not that it matters now, your whole body buzzing with excitement from his sweet admission.
"I guess we should thank Minho," you offer and he shakes his head.
"No way. We would never hear the end of it, I swear," Jisung states and you start laughing.
"That's true. We must pretend we somehow figured it out ourselves," you state and he hums in agreement, pulling you into his arms by your wrist, his arms settling around your waist.
You are a bit surprised, looking into his eyes shyly, your cheeks burning.
"You think they'll believe us?" He asks and you scoff.
"Probably not," you admit, snaking your hands to the back of his neck, your fingers playing with his soft hair, your eyes glued to his.
"I thought so," he murmurs before he closes the distance between the two of you and kisses you softly. You melt against him completely, letting him savor you like you've always dreamed of, your lips dancing against each other as if this was always meant to be. And you kind of believe it was. Because there's no way this would ever make you feel so good.
The taste of him on your tongue is addictive and you immediately chase after it, letting him pull you closer by your waist, your bodies pressed flush against each other, your hearts racing rapidly in tandem. You feel like every cell in your body is buzzing, making your skin tingle as your fingers run a bit further into his hair, your insides melting.
"Ew, get a room you two."
The female voice immediately snaps you out of your little bubble, both you and Jisung pulling away a bit breathless, your cheeks burning in embarrassment.
You catch Jennie's mischievous gaze as she passes by you, giving you a playful wink, making you want to disappear into thin air.
"Sorry," you murmur, exchanging a flustered glance with Sung, who's biting on his lower lip, endearingly trying to contain his grin.
"Come on, let me treat you to some hot chocolate," he offers, wrapping his arm around your shoulders and leading you back towards your table.
"Can't say no to that."
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After spending about an hour chatting over a cup of hot chocolate and sharing cheesecake, you both decide to call it a night and get going. Jisung forces you to let him pay for the two of you before you say your goodbyes to Jennie and head home.
You can feel the shift in the dynamics between the two of you, as if you shared a secret now, something only you two know and understand and it's both comforting and terrifying.
"So- what will you do now with Ha-na?" You ask, nudging his shoulder as you walk down the street together. Jisung groans out, detecting the teasing in your tone, making you chuckle.
"What do you think I'll do? I'll explain how the things are now, of course," he states and you smile.
"Hmm. And how the things are exactly, Jisung?" You murmur, looking at him with raised eyebrow and he smirks.
"I don't know, why don't you tell me?"
Just as Jisung finishes the sentence, a loud roar of thunder echoes through the space, the first heavy raindrops following by soon, before it turns into straight on downpour, soaking your bodies through and through.
"Ah, shit," you mutter, putting on your hood as you try to walk faster.
"Come on. If we jog for a moment, we'll make it to my flat soon," Jisung offers, raising his voice so you'd hear it through all the ruckus around you and you agree, trying to ignore the butterflies fluttering in your tummy as his hand envelopes yours.
You both start running, despite the water drenching your clothes and shoes as you try to avoid bumping into other people hurrying to hide from the rain. You can't believe you didn't notice the thunderstorm coming. You always tend to check the weather, but you were too preoccupied with the whole situation with Jisung that you somehow forgot.
The absurdity of the situations makes you giggle as you squeeze on Jisung's hand tighter, letting him lead you as you stumble through the rain.
When you think about it, it's quite freeing and you realize that after a long time you really feel careless and happy. Every worry that tortured your body seems to dissipate, leaving you calm and contend, smile curving your lips as you tug the hood lower into your face to protect it from the water.
"Hold on just a moment. We'll be there soon, baby," Jisung encourages, taking a turn and tugging you along and you almost stumble once your brain registers the pet name slipping through his lips, your heart jumping at that, while warmth floods your cheeks.
"Okay," you reply quietly, not even sure if Jisung heard it over the rain.
He doesn't respond anyhow, picking up a pace instead as his apartment building greets you at the end of the street.
You keep up with him and soon you stand in front of the front door while Jisung's wet fingers fumble with the keys. He finally manages to unlock it and he lets you in first before following quickly after. He rushes you into the elevator, letting out a soft sigh once he presses the button with his floor number and it starts moving upwards, tugging his hood down and resting his back against the wall, his eyes meeting yours and you give him a smile, trying to hide the shivering of your body, but it doesn't go unnoticed by Jisung.
"God, you're trembling," he states, closing the distance between the two of you, his hands grabbing your arms and he starts stroking them over your soaked hoodie, trying to warm you up, making you let out a shaky laugh.
"It-it won't h-help, Sungie. I-I need dry clothes, d-dummy," you stutter through shattering teeth.
"You're right. You need to take hot shower too. Why won't this thing go faster?" He lets out annoyed sigh, looking up as if to scold the elevator before his eyes meet yours again and you chuckle.
"It's- it's okay," you soothe, smiling at him, the corners of his own lips lifting a bit at that even though he still looks quite alerted about your state.
Finally the elevator stops and the door slides open. Immediately, Jisung grabs your hand again, hurrying to the door of his flat, keys already prepared in the other one, ready to unlock the door. It doesn't take him as long this time and so soon you're both standing in the hallway, small puddles of water forming underneath each of you as you take off your shoes and hoodies.
"A-are the boys h-home?" You ask, keeping your voice low to not draw too much of potential attention.
You are at Jisung's often, there's no problem with that, but you're sure that Changbin and Minho of all the people know exactly what's up with the two of you and you're not really willing to face their teasing right now.
"No, don't worry," he states with a smile.
"Go ahead and take a shower, I'll prepare some clean clothes for you," he prompts, pushing you forward gently, taking your soaked hoodie from you.
"What about y-you though?" You turn to him, hesitating. You're sure he must feel just as uncomfortable and cold as you.
"I'm gonna go right after you. Don't worry," he assures you, leaning to you to plant a soft kiss on your forehead, making your eyes widen in surprise, your cheeks burning.
You don't dare to argue anymore, following Jisung's orders and heading straight towards the bathroom like in trance.
You close the door behind yourself, letting out a soft sigh, persuading your heart to stop racing like crazy from something as small as what just happened, grin plastered on your face.
You bite on your lower lip, forcing yourself to contain your stupid joy and start taking off your drenched clothes promptly, your shivering body spurring you on.
Once you stand there completely naked, you climb in the shower and put on the hot water, groaning out in pleasure as soon as it hits your cold body. You can slowly feel your skin warming up again as you let the stream wash over you. You stand there just like that for a while, enjoying the warmth that slowly returns into your veins as you hum some melody under your breath.
After a moment you decide you should probably get out already and so you grab a bottle of shower gel, hoping that it's not Changbin's or Minho's, and you quickly wash yourself, before turning the water off and getting out of the shower.
You take out clean towel from the cupboard, knowing well where Jisung keeps them after all the time the two of you know each other and the times you crashed over at his place, and you dry yourself thoroughly. When you're done, you wrap it around your body before grabbing the handle and opening the door, just to almost crash into Jisung. You both jolt a bit, your gaze meeting his wide eyes, before you look down at the pile of clothes in his hands.
"I- uh- I just- the clothes," he stutters out, pushing it into your arms before he turns around and leaves in hurry.
"Thank you?" You murmur, confused about his behavior. It's not like Jisung never seen you like this before. When you think about it, he's been always flustered around you when you somehow lacked clothing but you just thought it makes him uncomfortable since you are best friends. But probably not.
You smirk softly at that before you close the door again. You quickly change into the clothes he brought you, an oversized black t-shirt and some comfy shorts, before wrapping your wet hair in the towel and finally leaving the bathroom so Jisung can wash up as well.
"You're free to go now!" You announce, heading with the pile of your wet clothes into the living room to put them on the heating to dry up a bit.
"Sungie?" You try again once you realize the lack of his response, while lining your clothes on the heating.
"Stop yelling so much, jeez," an all-too-familiar voice takes you out of your thoughts, making you snap your head around just to be met with Minho, casually leaning against the doorframe, smirk on his face.
"What the hell are you doing here?" You inquire, raising an eyebrow at him while he lets out an amused chuckle.
"I can ask you the same thing, Y/N," he states, shoving his hands into the pockets of his sweatpants as he approaches you slowly, making you feel like a prey.
"We were out with Sung and the thunderstorm caught us on our way back so I'll probably wait here 'til it's over," you shrug, noticing how Minho smirks.
"Out with Sung, huh?" He asks tentatively, making you suppress a roll of your eyes.
"Yep," you nod, knowing exactly what you just got yourself into. God, you'll kill Jisung once you see him for giving you the fake feeling of safety when he assured you the boys are not home.
"Does it have anything to do with his date with Ha-na?" He keeps interrogating you, but you're determined to not let anything slip. Not in front of Lee Minho himself.
"No. Well, I mean he wanted to go out to tell me about that, but otherwise no," you shake your head, putting the last sock on the heating before nonchalantly walking out of the living room and into the kitchen only for Minho to follow you. And to no surprise at all, in the kitchen you find Changbin, sitting soundly behind the table and eating cereal, his eyes meeting yours and he grins.
"Hey, Y/Nie! Didn't know you were joining us today," he states, making you chuckle.
"Hey, Binnie. Me neither. The weather caught us by surprise," you shrug with a smile, stopping by the sink to wash your hands, Minho's body leaning against the counter by your right immediately, his persistence making annoyance bubble underneath your skin.
"I know you're lying because I know you were the one who called Jisung today. We were in the middle of a game and we lost because of your stupid phone call so don't try me," he states and you stiffen. Jisung stopped playing just because of you? You thought that once he joined the game nothing could get him away from the console. Your heart flutters at it involuntarily, but you remind yourself to keep your cool, since Minho's sharp gaze is now focused fully on you.
"What are you two talking about?" Changbin asks, apparently confused but neither you or Minho pay his question any attention.
"That's what this is about? You lost your game?" You turn to the embodiment of Spanish Inquisition by your side, raising an eyebrow at him.
"No. Not at all. This is about you casually wearing Jisung's clothes, using his shower gel and letting him kiss your forehead in the hallway," he states calmly, folding his arms on his chest while your mouth opens in disbelief.
"What?" Changbin shrieks, standing up so abruptly that he almost knocks his chair over.
"So, dear Y/Nie, what do you have to say about that?" Minho bats his eyelashes at you, leaning closer to you with an all-too-sweet smile on his face, heat raising in your cheeks.
"I-I-," you stutter, not knowing what to do to get out of this stupid situation, until you spot Jisung entering the kitchen, drying his hair with a small towel, apparently unaware of the conversation that just occurred between the rest of you.
"Ah, there you are. I was wondering, where you went," he smiles at you, before his expression drops, apparently sensing the tense atmosphere between you and the boys.
You must look hilarious. Changbin standing by the table, eyes widened and brows furrowed, still awaiting the explanation, while you cling to the counter, looking like a deer in the headlights, your eyes pleading with Jisung to save you and Minho, who's leaned by your side, watching you with wolfish grin, gently thrumming his fingers against the countertop as if to let you know he too is waiting for what you have to say.
"What's up?" Jisung asks, running his hand through his wet hair, something you've always found incredibly hot, but you dismiss completely now as you find yourself still trapped by Minho's piercing gaze.
"N-nothing. I-I've been looking for you. Did you already take a shower?" You try to play it cool, your stuttering making Minho chuckle.
"Yeah. I-."
"Are you two dating?" Jisung's words get cut off by Changbin, who's apparently fed up with all the teasing and beating around the bush that Minho enjoys so much.
"What?" Han squeaks out, his eyes snapping from Changbin to you and Minho, a hint of recognition washing over his face. He knows what's up now.
"Uhm- no?" He offers, making Minho laugh, while you do a facepalm.
"Yeah, very persuasive," the boy by your side states, making you give him a death glare.
"Sure, sure, sure. When were you planning to tell us?" Changbin asks, still apparently shaken up by the sudden revelation but at least he's sitting down again.
"Probably never," you murmur, your eyes meeting Jisung's and he gives you a little shrug.
"Are you kidding? We are your closest friends," Changbin argues.
"Not true. We're each other's closest friends," you deny but he just keeps going, ignoring your comment completely.
"I would tell you if I were dating someone. Especially if it was someone from our group! How can you hide it from us like this? You call yourself friends? This is awful!" He keeps lamenting, throwing his hands around and all it takes is once shared glance with Jisung and you're both laughing, leaving Changbin confused again.
"I-I'm sorry. I'm really sorry," you breathe out between the laughs.
"They went crazy," Minho murmurs, shaking his head in disbelief.
"No, no. Listen-," Jisung tries but he can't stop laughing either, resting his hand on his belly now.
It takes a few minutes for both of you to calm down and catch your breath and you have to really try to push the image of angry Changbin out of your mind because it was always something that could crack you up immediately.
"Fine. Are you done now?" Minho asks and you nod, wiping your eyes and taking a deep breath.
"The thing is- it's still new, you know? We haven't even settled it between the two of us yet. I mean if we are dating or not," Jisung explains and you hum in agreement.
"Oh, please. Of course, you are dating. I bet you've been dating for months now," Minho states and it's your turn to be confused.
"What the hell do you mean?" You ask, raising an eyebrow at him.
"I mean you remember Jeongin's birthday party, right?" Minho asks and you steal a glance at Jisung, who seems completely lost. Of course, he does.
"Kind of," you murmur, folding your hands on your chest.
"Jisung got drunk as hell and if I recall it well, you were the one who shared the bed with him that night," Minho states, your cheeks heating up at the memory.
"We all thought- you know-," Changbin shrugs and you sigh softly. Of course, they did.
"Especially when you were the reason why he was so drunk, right, Sungie?" Minho teases and you can't help but look at the boy in question, his whole face burning as he looks everywhere but you.
"What does that mean?" You ask, not really understanding now.
"Maybe we should give them some space," you hear Changbin saying, but your eyes never leave Jisung. He looks so embarrassed it makes your heart clench painfully in your chest.
You remember the night as if it was yesterday. You were so excited to celebrate Jeongin's birthday, especially when you and Chan were the ones to organize it. That's probably why it all went so smoothly and thanks to the help of others Jeongin didn't suspect a thing, which made everything even better. You invited a lot of people, old friends, new friends, and even the girl that Jeongin had a crush on, which was mostly Lisa's doing since they had a common friend. You were quite busy with making sure everything went as planned and so you didn't even have much time to drink except for two shots with Minho and the birthday boy himself, but it was apparently different with Jisung. You saw him the last time probably when you were all singing happy birthday to Jeongin, holding the cake Felix baked together but then he disappeared in the crowd for about an hour and when you met him again, he was wasted. And by that you mean he wasn't even able to talk and stand properly. You didn't understand how he could get so drunk over such a short period of time but you didn't question it further, because you knew as his best friend it was your task to take care of him anyways. You had agreed with Jeongin and Chan before that you two will stay over at their place since it's quite on the opposite side of the city than your apartments are and you were really grateful for it that night because there was no way you'd be able to get Jisung into the elevator yet alone over the whole city to his apartment.
You somehow managed to talk him into retiring early and at least taking a short nap to sober up a bit. He eventually agreed, even though it took all you had and with Seungmin's help you dragged him into the spare room where you already had mattresses ready on the floor to sleep on. Seungmin left you two alone almost immediately, dissipating like a shadow, so you had to help Jisung undress all by yourself. He was constantly whining about you being 'such a mom' and a 'party pooper' for dragging him away, but you didn't budge. When you finally tugged him in like a baby, you got up, ready to leave too, but then he spoke up again, in a tone so much different than before.
"Please don't leave."
It tugged on your heart more than you were willing to admit and so you agreed to stay with him, settling on your mattress that was right next to his. He pulled you closer almost immediately, your body flush to his own as he buried his face into your neck, making your whole body stiffen completely.
"I- I love you so much, Y/Nie. You'll never know. I'm sorry for being such an ass about it. I always wanted to tell you, but I'm a coward. Please, don't leave me."
Even though his words were slurred, he sounded so pained and so desperate, as if on the verge of tears, making your heart ache. All you were able to do in the moment was wrap your arms around his form and hold him close, while a single word escaped your tight throat.
"Never."
Minho's protests take you out of your head and you realize Jisung's now gazing at you too and it's your turn to avoid his gaze, your cheeks burning. You know he probably doesn't remember anything from that night, you figured as much since he never spoke of it again and seemed genuinely oblivious when you tried to ask him about it subtly.
Once Minho's complaining dies somewhere down the hall and you hear the door closing, you dare to take a peek at Jisung.
"So- could you please explain what Minho meant by that?" You ask, keeping your voice soft and even, hoping that would give Sung at least a fraction of assurance that you mean no harm by your question.
"I- uhm- yeah. He was right. I got drunk because of you," he shrugs softly, leaning against the small kitchen island, his eyes meeting yours shyly.
"Why though?" You murmur, still not understanding a single thing.
"Because of that dumbass Ryan. You know, the guy who asked you out a few days before the party? I was- I was unable to tell you how I felt because I was so scared I'll ruin everything and he showed up and- I was afraid I'll lose you," he admits, running his hand through his hair nervously.
"So you were jealous?" You ask softly, making Jisung's gaze snap to you.
"What? No. Not at all. I definitely wasn't jealous. Nope," he denies, amused smile forming on your lips.
"Oh, okay. You know, I'm just asking because I was," you state, shrugging nonchalantly as you take a step towards him.
"What?" He breathes out, eyes widened slightly in surprise.
"When you asked Ha-na out. I was jealous. That's why I didn't answer your texts and I acted like a complete dummy," you explain, biting on your lower lip as you stop a few inches away from him, your gazes locked.
"You- you mean it?" He assures and you nod, smiling a bit guiltily.
"Why didn't you tell me then?" He asks and you chuckle.
"I did. At the coffee shop. I wanted to deal with it all face to face. And Chan's encouragement helped a lot," you say and he frowns softly.
"I still can't believe you told him before you told me," he shakes his head and you smack his chest.
"You sound like Changbin now," you state, making him chuckle.
"Okay. You're right. And it's true. I was jealous. I'm sorry I got so drunk at that party. I had to ruin your night pretty bad," he jokes but all you manage is halfhearted chuckle, his words returning to you again.
Should you tell Jisung about it? Should you tell him that you knew about his feelings all those months and you didn't do a single thing about it? What if he gets mad? What if that will ruin everything you just gained?
"What is it?" He asks softly, apparently noticing your blank expression, his hands cupping your cheeks, successfully taking you out of your head and you swallow harshly.
"There's something you should know, Sungie," you murmur, noticing how his soft smile dropped immediately, worry now swimming in his eyes. But you have to say it. You'd hate yourself if you didn't.
"That night at Jeongin's party, you told me something when you were drunk. I- I should've addressed it sooner, but I was afraid it was just the alcohol and that you'd end up rejecting me and I didn't want to make things awkward between the two of us. I'm sorry," you say, dropping your gaze.
"What did I say, Y/N? I don't remember a single thing. Please, tell me it wasn't anything cringy," he states, his tone light and almost teasing, which has the opposite effect than he probably intended, your frustration getting a bit too much.
"You told me you loved me, Sung. All those months ago. And I- I wasn't able to do anything about it because I'm a coward," you state, your eyes filling with tears as you meet his gaze.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be untruthful with you," you whisper, biting on your lower lip to contain the tears.
"Oh, baby. No, no. It's okay. Really. I completely understand. We were both in the same place, remember? I get it. I probably wouldn't tell you either, you know me. It's okay. I promise. Please don't cry," he speaks softly to you, his thumbs stroking your cheeks, brushing away the tears that escape your eyelids, his words soothing your worries effectively.
"I'm still sorry," you murmur.
"Don't be," he dismisses it as he pulls you into his arms, letting you hide your face in the crook of his neck as his hands stroke your back to comfort you.
"I haven't been honest with you either, baby," he states suddenly and you hum softly, prompting him to continue.
"You know how you asked about my lack of sleep? I told you I can't tell you why I'm not sleeping well. It- it was actually because of this thing between us and the thing with Ha-na. I was worried I'm making a mistake and I didn't want to lose you and it was kinda getting a bit too much. It just took a toll on me," he admits and you pull away, looking at him with sympathy, cupping his cheeks this time.
"Sungie, you should've told me. I would've confessed right away," you state and he chuckles.
"Yeah, sure," he muses and you smirk.
"Hey, that's not fair! I would do it for you," you state, making him scoff.
"Yeah, but I would have to tell you about my feelings first and that would make me feel too exposed, when I would be actually aware of it, not like the last time," he admits and you sigh, resting your face against his shoulder.
"We are a bunch of dummies," you state and he laughs.
"True," he nods, making you smile.
"I love you though," you murmur, looking into his eyes now, grinning and he reciprocates it.
"I love you too. Ah, it feels so good to finally say it. I can't wait to get some good sleep now," he murmurs, leaning his head back, contend smile settling on his lips, making you laugh as you smack his chest again, making him yelp playfully, his hands settling on your waist to pull you closer.
"When we are talking about that, you should really go to sleep. It's eight pm already and you deserve some good rest," you state, resting your hands on his shoulders.
"Only if you come with me," he murmurs and you chuckle, rolling your eyes at how cheesy it sounds even though your heart flutters at the proposition.
"If you insist," you state, making him scoff.
"I'm taking the right side of the bed though," he says and you gasp.
"No way! You know that's my favorite," you deny, watching as Jisung smirks deviously.
"The winner picks," he states as he gently shoves you out of the way, before he races out of the kitchen and you quickly follow in his steps, cursing and desperately trying to grasp his t-shirt to pull him back, his giggles filling the hallway as you pass by Minho, almost knocking him down.
"Ya! Stop it! Freaking kids."
His grumbling makes laugh erupt in your chest as you struggle to catch up with Jisung, the feeling of freedom and carelessness from before returning into your veins, now stronger than ever once you two settled everything between you, no worries weighing your shoulders anymore.
It's only you and Jisung, grinning like sillies while fighting over who's gonna get your side of the bed.
And you are sure you've never been happier.
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A/N: Hey guys! First of all, thank you so much for all the love you showed me and my Chan fic, it made me so happy :) Today I come to you with something for Jisung because I love that boy like crazy hihi. I just want to say that I already posted this fic once on my old blog but then I deleted it. This is rewritten and a lot longer version of the old fic, so I was just thinking I'll let you know. Again, please excuse any typos and grammatical errors, English is not my first language. I hope you enjoyed this, let me know! Any kind of feedback is appreciated as always. Luv uuuuu
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I dare you to fuck Shotaro - O.ST
Pairing: Osaki Shotaro x (fem!bodied) reader
Word count: 6066 words
AU/Genre: college!AU, smut, strangers to friends to enemies (meh) to lovers, fuckboy!Shotaro
Other idols: Lee Donghyuck / Haechan (bc it wouldn’t be a ybbp fic without him), Chou Tzuyu (Twice), Wang Yiren (Everglow), Han Jisung / Han (Stray Kids), Ju Haknyeon and Son Youngjae / Eric (The Boyz)
Warnings: mentioned past Haechan x reader, truth or dare, being dared to fuck (??), oral, fingering, rimming and slight anal play (f receiving), sex toys, praise, creampie, unprotected sex (wrap the willy, silly)
Summary: Osaki Shotaro. A man, a reputation. Don't let his adorable exterior fool you, that boy is freaky. Shotaro is widely known to be fuckboy number one, always a line of guys and girls waiting to get a taste of his performance. He might have a baby-like face, but his shenanigans in the sheets are everything but.
Would it be possible that this particular boy can help you with your little problem of not being able to cum?
(Spoiler: Donghyuck thinks: yes!)
You have a secret. Well, it's not really a secret anymore since the last party you attended, a game of truth or dare forcing you to reveal it to the public, but it's pretty personal.
Honestly, you've struggled with this for some time now. It had not only cost you your nerves, but also several relationships and hook-ups that could have been great, but turned out to be, over and over again, nothing but disappointing.
The problem is surely not with you, since you can get yourself off just fine with a bit of work and patience, but with them. The thing is: no one's ever made you cum, and gradually you begin to believe that no one ever will.
I mean, yeah, they'd gotten an 'almost' or an 'just a little more' or a few clenches out of you, but never the real thing. Of course, you're aware that this is not the end of the world, this is not that huge of a problem, but you can't help but to fantasize how it would be if someone finally made you cum. You'd probably fall in love with them immediately.
You believe that this has something to do with how long you've been trying for, like you're putting yourself under pressure at this point, thinking about nothing else but 'are they going to make me cum' while they're at it, you're not even relishing in the feeling of being with someone anymore. It's just always in the back of your head, and it pains you.
Maybe you should've accepted it by now. Maybe you should've just given up at this point, but there's this tiny little sparkle of hope that someday your knight in shining amour will come and save you from your misery.
Another weekend, another party, another game of truth or dare. You're sitting around in a circle with some of your friends, and some people that are not particularly your friends, but you've seen them around before.
Yiren, your closest friend ever since you started college, sits next to you. It's her turn to chose between truth or dare right now, and she's nervously picking at her fingernails.
Is this an overreaction? No. Because the person at the other end of the question or dare is going to be no other than Lee Donghyuck, and he is globally known to put people in the meanest situations. He's actually the one to hold accountable for the slip of your not-being-able-to-make-cum-problem.
"Truth?" Yiren finally decides on, hoping that Donghyuck will have mercy on her, but an evil grin begins to spread over his face. Even over the loud music blasting from downstairs, you can hear Yiren gulp.
"Who in this room would you fuck?"
Yiren presses her lips together. You know her all too well, noticing this specific look in her eyes as she's trying to come up with a clever reply. "Definitely not you, you ass."
"Okay, ouch, but that was not the question," Donghyuck reminds her and she rolls her eyes in annoyance, scanning over the group of people scattered around.
"I don't want to shag any of you fuckers," Yiren whines as her eyes come back to rest on Donghyuck who has a smug look on his face.
"You know what happens if you don't answer, right?" He asks, though he already knows the answer, and he knows that by setting up the rule that everyone who doesn't do a dare or answer a truth has to jump into the pool butt naked, he's already won the game.
"Fuck you, Hyuck," Yiren snarls, squinting her eyes at the mean little gremlin across from her, "Alright, if I had to let anyone of you stick his dick inside me, it would probably be Eric."
Loud noises appear, a wide variety of clapping, shouting, cursing and laughing is being displayed to your ears, and you can't help but to grin yourself. Eric looks more than proud, as if he's about to get up and ask Yiren out after what she'd said.
"But only because it'd be over quickly because he cums so fast," Yiren adds and grins, and Eric's smug facial expression falls from his face and drops onto the floor. Hell breaks lose around you as Eric gets teased and people applaud.
Once the noise dies down, Haknyeon speaks up, "I actually thought she'd say Shotaro, not gonna lie."
All eyes fall onto said man who grins cutely and takes a sip from his cup.
Osaki Shotaro. A man, a reputation. Don't let his adorable exterior fool you, that boy is freaky. Shotaro is widely known to be fuckboy number one, always a line of guys and girls waiting to get a taste of his performance. He's a dancer, so you can imagine what those hips can do. He might have a baby-like face, but his shenanigans in the sheets are everything but.
"Why him?" Han Jisung pipes up, and seems to be speaking everyone's mind.
"Haven't you heard the rumors?" Haknyeon looks around but is only met with bewildered stares or shaking heads. "He's a pussy magnet."
You can't help but fake a gagging noise at the expression, earning a few chuckles and a loud humored squeal from Yiren who smacks your thigh, making you grin.
"Is it true that you made a girl cum within 30 seconds?" It sounds from Eric, a little timid as he creates direct eye-contact with Shotaro. Apparently, he's heard about the rumors too?
Shotaro blushes a little, and the way he lowers his head and just begins grinning to himself speaks louder than any words could ever. Though, his introverted, almost shy persona makes you question the truth behind the statement. Shotaro just doesn't seem like the fuckboy everyone makes of him.
"You freaky bastard!" Donghyuck laughs as he hits Shotaro's shoulder. "Come on, spill the tea."
Shotaro sits up a little, looking around the circle. All eyes are on him once again, and he clears his throat nervously.
"It is true."
"Damn," Haknyeon brings out and people begin nodding.
"I mean, it's not that hard, really. You just have to know a woman's body and listen to her reactions. Oh, and foreplay," Shotaro explains, and his confidence grows visibly with every word as he receives impressed looks.
"It was fun hearing about your sex life, Taro, but could we continue? I don't want to be the only person embarrassed right now," Yiren pipes up and Shotaro nods, leaning back against the couch behind him. Donghyuck is reluctant though, he seems quite interested in Shotaro's words.
"Hyuck, don't embarrass yourself even further. Just say you can't make a girl cum and move on! You can ask Shotaro later for tips." You roll your eyes playfully.
The others of the group did not have to know, but you and Donghyuck go way back. Well, not really, just a few months, and you actually hooked up once. It wasn't bad, of course, how could it with how beautiful Donghyuck is, but, well, you didn't cum. And that kind of frustrated him, so you didn't do it again.
After a few weeks of not speaking to each other, you talked it out, finally, and decided to just stay friends after all.
"Shut up," Donghyuck growls, you know that's a sore point with him, "Wasn't it you who can't cum at all?"
"Touché," you mumble, readjusting your position on the carpet by pulling your knees up further to your chest.
"It's your turn, actually," Donghyuck says and you immediately regret the snarly remark you had thrown at him, "truth or dare?"
"Dare."
"I dare you to fuck Shotaro."
Silence.
Donghyuck grins, feeling like he's won. "Hey," – he puts his hands up defensively – "I'm doing you a favor here."
"Donghyuck you can't make people fuck as a dare." Tzuyu pipes up for the first time tonight, being the eldest and therefore the voice of reason of the group, Donghyuck immediately closes his mouth.
"Facts," Haknyeon supports and you grin proudly. Though, the thought of fucking Shotaro does not leave your head as quickly as you thought.
The lawn behind the library of your university is of perfect use for a calm get together with your friend group. To your surprise, it's the same constellation as at the party the other night, and you end up sitting right next to Shotaro.
Whether you wanted it or not, said man has not left your brain for the past days since the party. You can't help but wonder if he actually could get you off. And at the same time, you can't say he's unattractive and doesn't spike your interest in more than one way, without lying.
Shotaro had always been cute in your eyes. Not only cute, but really attractive, especially as you saw him at one of his dance performances once. Even so, you had never made a move on him, it just never came up. You realize that right now would be the perfect opportunity.
How does one start a conversation, though?
"Oh, look who's sitting together." Donghyuck grins as he eyes the both of you. You glare at him, and Shotaro turns a little red.
That's how you start a conversation, you guess.
"I'm so sorry," you apologize to Shotaro next to you, but he smiles.
"It's okay."
Shotaro looks so cute up close, you find as you take in his face, cute eye smile full on display, just as his adorable bunny teeth. He's so cute, there's no way he fucks like he's rumored to.
"Do you want to go out sometime?" Shotaro suddenly asks and you're honestly a little taken aback by his straightforwardness. You scan over his face for any sign of this being some kind of prank, but you find none.
"Sure," you say, a smile spreading over your cheeks as you take Shotaro's phone from his hands as he gives it to you, putting in your number. Somewhere behind you, you hear someone inhale. "Donghyuck, I swear to God, one comment and I'm telling everyone about your tiny dick."
You knows that's a lie, but it's fun getting him angry.
"You know I can prove you wrong right now!"
A loud protest erupts from the group as Donghyuck gets up and begins opening his belt.
Days go by, and you and Shotaro meet up several times, but never alone. You don't talk much, but a little, and you quite enjoy his presence. You text much, though, everyday. You've not dared to push it into a suggestive direction yet.
Last time you saw each other, though, Shotaro had seemed different, a little drunker than usual, and extremely clingy, not that you mind, per se. Though, the comments he gave off were pretty unusual.
"Remember that night of the truth or dare game?" He had whispered in your ear. "You know I could help you out right? I'm great in bed, you know the stories. I could make you cum."
And as much as you hate to say this, because all of it was probably true and turned you on, you hate the way he said it to you like this. It made you want him even more, yes, but it was so out of character for him that you wonder whether you even know him or not.
His smugness doesn't fade after that evening, and he keeps throwing comments like these and you hate it, you really hate him for it. You hate his confidence, for some reason, and the way he keeps rubbing it under your nose.
It's like something flipped the switch in him, making him all cocky and unbearable. You just want your cute Shotaro back, who might be a fuckboy, but doesn't show his smug confidence that he has every right to have. It pains you, but you find yourself spending less time with him, texting back less frequently and avoiding him when you see him in the hallways, quickly turning around and rushing in the other direction with fast steps.
You don't know if he notices, but he doesn't show it. You really wonder what's gotten into him to make him act like that. Maybe this is just his usual self, and he's fooled you before. Maybe he's not cute, not ever, maybe he is just a douchebag.
The worst thing about this: you still want him.
Sometimes, you wonder how Donghyuck does it. One moment, you arrive at the party, ready to get drunk and dance with your friends, the next you're back upstairs in that stinky room that smells like cheap beer and weed, only to sit on the dirty carpet playing truth or dare once again.
The tension in the air thickens as soon as you notice Shotaro squeezing through the door and sitting down on the floor across from you. You gulp, averting your gaze, but you find yourself repeatedly eyeing him every few seconds. He looks great with his oversized clothing, and you're sure that he sports some serious muscle underneath the layers of fabric.
Shotaro seems to have noticed your presence as well, eyes roaming over your figure wrapped in a short skirt and a wide shirt, similar to his. You can practically feel him undressing you with his eyes, and though you're still kind of upset with him, you can't deny the tingling heat of lust rushing through your veins.
It annoys you.
"Guys," Donghyuck claps his hands together, making you jump, "today's alternative for the game is", he pulls a little bowl from behind his back, showing the folded pieces of paper inside to the crowd, "pick one and follow the instructions."
The moderate level of drunkness of the group causes everyone to just nod along, agreeing to the new rule since that means none of them have to get much more creative with trying to come up with a punishment. In addition to that, Tzuyu is currently not around, and if it's not her then there's no stopping Donghyuck.
The game starts and you wonder how it's still interesting after having played so many times before, you're honestly surprised that there's still some information about the other players that you weren't aware of.
"Truth or dare?"
"Truth."
It's Shotaro's voice and you look up at him immediately, earning an evil grin from Donghyuck that you – lucky for him – do not notice.
"Who do you have a crush on?" Eric asks him, and even though the question is rather innocent compared to some others, Shotaro goes silent. About a minute passes by, and Shotaro seems to be deeply in thought about his next words.
"Pass," he finally settles on, and you could swear that his eyes flicker over at you for a second. A series of gasps erupt from the crowd and Donghyuck is quick to jump onto his feet, holding the bowl with the pieces of paper right under Shotaro's nose with a grin.
Shotaro presses his lips together, but still reaches in to pull a piece out. Everyone's holding their breath as he unfolds it slowly, snorting as he reads what's written on the paper.
"What?"
"What is it?"
Grinning in disbelief, Shotaro turns the piece of paper around to show everyone the writing on the inside. You close your eyes in annoyance, breathing out heavily through your nose to keep yourself from jumping Donghyuck and ripping his throat out.
Do what Donghyuck says.
That guy's got nerves.
Donghyuck claps his hands together, then begins rubbing his palms against each other like a fly. "Alrighty, what should I do with you."
"Hyuck, you're such a pain in the ass, I swear to God," you can't hold the words back that tumble out of your mouth, unfiltered.
A big, bad mistake, you realize just seconds later.
"Ah, if this isn't Miss Dry-Pussy."
"It's not dry, and you know it. I can get plenty wet, it's just hard for me to cum!" You protest, sending Donghyuck a salty look all while missing the way Shotaro's eye bulge out of their sockets for a brief second at your statement.
"Well if you have so much to say, why don't you say it to him as he makes you cum?" Donghyuck grins sinisterly, and you blink slowly at him. "Excuse me?"
"Yes! That is my final decision. Shotaro, your punishment is: make her cum!"
You begin to protest loudly, screaming profanities of all sorts at Donghyuck as you get dragged away into a spare room, which you later realize is actually Donghyuck's bedroom, alongside Shotaro, the door shut right into your face.
You inhale deeply before turning around to Shotaro. He opens his mouth to say something, but you raise your hand to stop him from doing so.
"Let's get this over with," you sigh before plopping down on Donghyuck's bed, kicking off your panties under your skirt. A few seconds go by and nothing happens, so you lift your head off the mattress to look at Shotaro. "What are you waiting for?"
Apparently, this, because one second later, Shotaro is already hovering above you. "Tell me if I should stop."
For a brief second, you're perplexed, but then Shotaro leans down to your neck, his breath fanning over your skin before his lips begin touching it gently. The second you feel him making direct contact with your body, you melt into the mattress. Of course, you're still confused, and a little mad (and extremely angry at Donghyuck for putting you in this situation), but that doesn't make you want him any less. Not that you would ever admit to that.
Though, the way he begins letting his hands wander over your body makes it extremely hard to resist him.
"J-just do it already," you let out, trying to make your voice sound as stable as possible, but failing miserably. Shotaro chuckles, making quick eye contact with you before moving down your body. He lays on his stomach in between your legs, running his hands over the expanse of your naked thighs, groping the flesh between his fingers and you dare to glance down at him.
Big mistake, you realize, the sight of him with glazed over eyes as he stares at your core, licking his lips is too hot to handle, making you clench involuntarily. Of course, he notices, but he doesn't comment on it.
Gently, he spreads your legs further, then leans in to kiss along the insides of your thighs. His breath tickles a little, the sensation striking right into your core as he sucks and nibbles his way up to your hole.
Just as you think he's going to dive in finally, he only switches sides, the only thing touching your clit being his breath as he switches from your left leg to your right and the other way around, until finally, he delivers a gentle kiss onto your folds.
You groan out, then realize what your doing and immediately slap a hand over your mouth. He might be doing fantastic so far, but he really doesn't have to know that.
Next, he licks along your slit, parting your folds with his wet muscle before sucking on them, switching up his motions until his tongue pushes into you a little. You bite into the back of your hand at the sensation, eyebrows scrunching up as you clench for him again.
Slowly, Shotaro works his way up to your clit, spitting on it for some extra wetness before he begins sucking. Not too hard to overwhelm you, not too gently to bore you, just perfect in intensity to make you feel the tingling sensation in your stomach beginning to form.
After making sure your clit is wet enough, he plunges his tongue back into your hole, bringing one of his hands up to rub circles into your bundle of nerves with his thumb. You're letting out embarrassingly whiny sounds at this point, glad that the music from downstairs drowns them out just enough for Shotaro to miss them, hopefully.
His ministrations feel incredible, honestly, the rumors seem to be true.
"You taste so good," Shotaro mumbles against your skin before continuing to lick into you and your unoccupied hand grabs onto the sheets underneath you to ground yourself. Shotaro's oral skills? Amazing. Shotaro's oral skills combined with his dirty talk? Fuuuuuck.
Shotaro keeps his thumb working on your clit as he begins licking a little lower until his tongue swipes over your rim. All muscles in your lower region seem to clench simultaneously, a choked moan leaving your mouth that you couldn't hold back.
"Hm, did that feel good?"
He does it again, this time applying more pressure and you respond with another whine, pushing your hips onto his tongue. Shotaro continues, throwing more spit into the mix that you can feel trickling down onto Donghyuck's bed, but that's honestly his own fault.
His tongue pushes past your ring muscle and your eyes roll back at the amazing feeling. Once Shotaro seems satisfied with how wet both of your holes are, he removes his thumb from your clit.
"I want you to be loud for me, can you do that? Let me know what feels good, yeah?"
Hazy minded, you nod, and this honestly surprised you after your initial plan to let this flop. Shotaro attaches his lips to your clit this time, and he begins pressing his tongue flat against it, grinding it all over the sensitive nub. Meanwhile, his middle finger circles your hole before slowly pushing inside.
Finally begin filled so deeply makes you moan again, and you begin to lose all control and give into him. The sounds just casually flow out of your mouth now, letting him know that he's doing so great.
He moves the digit inside of you, feeling up your walls and stretching you out just a little more before he adds a second finger. Shotaro moves them in and out of you, letting you adjust to the feeling of having something inside of you before he stills, angling his fingers upwards to directly push into your g-spot.
At this, you choke out a groan, shuffling to prop yourself up onto your forearms to be able to look at him, and fuck does he look hot like this. Shotaro repeats the motions and you fall back onto your back, eyes rolled back into your head.
His other hand pushes your legs further apart, and he moves a little until he you feel the pointer finger of his other hand circle your rim. You mewl, pushing back into the sensation and Shotaro chuckles against your clit.
You hate to admit this, but what he's doing seems to be working. The way he's been touching you, and the way you've been holding back all this time, not focussing on orgasming at all apparently is all you needed all this time.
With other words: you're close, you're really close, and Shotaro speeds up his movements just slightly before maintaining a steady pace, feeling the way you keep clenching around him as you grind against his tongue.
You try to warn him, tell him that it's happening, it's really going to happen, but you can't, just too overwhelmed with what you're feeling to get out a proper syllable. Instead, you stutter out his name, or parts of it, and moan loudly.
The finger on your puckered hole finally pushes in, not far, just enough for you to really feel it, and that's what does it for you. Your hands fly up to grab at his hair, pushing him closer into your core as finally, after all these years, your long awaited orgasm washes over you.
You see stars, toes curling almost painfully as you scream out, with your eyes closed and muscles clenching as you let the wave of pleasure consume you fully as it washes over your form.
It's intense, to say the least, so much more than when you do it yourself, and as the throbbing finally dies down and Shotaro gently cups your sex, you feel high like never before. The situation is so overwhelming that you feel your throat close up a little, tears forming underneath your eyelids.
He made you cum, someone just made you cum. Osaki Shotaro did just make you cum, and seemingly effortlessly, at that. It's too much, and you can't even think straight. You're afraid what will happen next, you're afraid that you're going to cry in front of him, having to explain yourself.
The anxious feeling quickly fades as you feel Shotaro lay down beside you, wrapping an arm around your body to pull you into his chest. You deeply inhale his scent, cuddling into him without a care in the world about how pathetic you might seem right now, pushing him away all this time until now. Because he's there for you, and he holds you, and he doesn't push you to do anything.
You wake up. For a second, you ask yourself where you are, then memories of the night prior come flying back into your brain. Pushing the blanket off of you, you realize that someone had put your panties back on, and you really hope that someone was Shotaro.
Getting up, you stumble out of the room, mind still fuzzy from sleep as you make your way into the kitchen to get something to drink. Glass filled to the brim in your hand, you turn away from the faucet to sit down at the table for a minute to collect your senses.
You shriek, water spilling everywhere as you're met with Donghyuck's form already sitting at the table. Hair tousled and face still puffy from sleeping, he grins at you knowingly.
"You scared me, you nasty gnome," you huff, not even bothering to dry the water stains on the floor with anything but your sock before you sit down.
"How was it?" Donghyuck's smirk does not falter in the slightest.
"What?"
"What?!" Donghyuck shrieks, alarmed, "What do you think?!"
"I slept okay, your mattress is a little too soft for me."
"I meant cumming???"
You stifle a laugh, "I don't know what you're talking about."
"Don't act like it, the whole neighborhood heard you moaning the house down last night," Donghyuck deadpans and a small blush creeps onto your face.
"Okay, you win. It was great."
"So he- he really-?"
"Yes, he made me finish."
Donghyuck pads your back, nodding proudly, "I'm glad."
"Thank you?"
"So are you, like, together now?" Donghyuck nudges your shoulder with his, wiggling his eyebrows, but you only raise yours in response.
"No, why would we?"
Donghyuck's happy face drops, a frown appearing instead, "what do you mean, I made him perfect for you." You look at him as if he's crazy, with squinted eyes and furrowed brows.
"I told him that you like straightforward boys, like me!"
"You did what?!" You shriek, slapping onto his arm repeatedly, Donghyuck flinching away, "that's why he was acting so weirdly all of a sudden?!"
The whole morning, you try to contact Shotaro, calling and texting him several times, but he never picks up nor responds to your armies of question marks. You're concerned, but mostly just annoyed because you can't wait to tell him that he should, please, for the love of God, just behave like himself and not like Donghyuck, and you'll marry him in a heartbeat.
The wrinkles on your forehead increase with every movement of the hour arm of the clock on your wall when he hasn't responded all noon either. You've tidied your whole dorm room, even cleaning the windows and bathroom, went shopping for groceries and scrolled on TikTok until your battery died (which lead to you screeching loudly, ramming the charger into your phone with such force you're surprised it didn't break).
When it's slowly dawning outside, you decide that it's enough. You text Yiren, and being the popular It-girl she is, she sends you Shotaro's address just a couple of minutes later. You don't know where she got it from, but honestly, you don't want to know.
Slipping into your jacket after making sure you look presentable and smell fresh and rosy, you make your way outside. Shotaro's dorm room seems to be pretty close to the house Donghyuck lives in, and you're not sure if that's a good or a bad thing.
After a few minutes, you stand in front of his door. You inhale deeply, then exhale quickly through your mouth to encourage yourself before you smash your finger onto the door bell.
Half a minute later – approximately, it's not like you were counting the seconds or anything – the door opens, revealing Shotaro's figure. You believe he'd gotten a little taller and a little more muscular since last night, or at least he seems like it as your eyes fall directly onto his naked torso.
Your mouth falls open, and you shamelessly ogle his defined pecs before catching yourself, sucking the drool that's been creeping out of your mouth back inside, eyes snapping up to lock with his.
"Hi," is all you bring out. Maybe you should've rehearsed this a little more.
"Hi."
"Can," you look at your hands as you pull the sleeves of your shirt over them, then back into his eyes, "I come in?"
He nods, stepping aside to let you enter. You do, kicking your shoes off before stepping forward to sit on his couch, fanning yourself with your hands since you're more than a little nervous now.
Shotaro sits down next to you, and an awkward silence arises.
"I like you," you suddenly blurt out, deciding to go for broke and just put it out there.
"You do?" Shotaro raises his eyebrows at your statement. You nod your head harshly, and Shotaro begins smiling.
"I like you too."
Now, you only have to find out how in the hell Donghyuck convinced him to behave like a douchebag.
"Ya, Taro, come over here for a second," Donghyuck pulls Shotaro away into the kitchen, the younger stunned by the action, but not fighting against it. Once they're inside, the music a little muffled by the closed door and tiles on the walls, Donghyuck pours Shotaro a drink which the ladder gladly accepts.
"So," Donghyuck fills his own cup with the same questionable mixture and takes a sip, Shotaro following suit, "tell me all your secrets."
"What do you mean," Shotaro grins cutely, taking another sip from the surprisingly sweet drink.
"You know what I mean. Help a brother out, you seem to know a whole lot about girls, so spill the tea, my man. I'll give you anything in return."
Shotaro giggles at Donghyuck's eagerness, "alright, but you seem to know ___ really well, so tell me everything you know about her, then I'll tell you what to do."
"Alright," Donghyuck's eyebrows jump up quickly, tongue poking through his cheek before he continues talking, "I've actually been with her, but it didn't work out. But I guess that means she's into guys like me."
"Guys like you?"
"Bold, straightforward, extroverted, loud, funny, beautiful, sexy, something like that."
Shotaro chuckles.
"I think you should tell her this..." Donghyuck says before leaning forward to whisper into Shotaro's ear, the younger nodding, taking everything in to be able to win you over.
"I can't believe you- actually, I don't care, just know that Donghyuck's full of shit and you should never listen to a thing he says," you giggle and Shotaro smiles, nodding.
You gaze into each other's eyes.
"Not to be... weird, but, uh," you fiddle with your sleeves until Shotaro reaches out to grab your hand. You look up at him, and suddenly, his lips are on yours, kissing you passionately.
Your hands roam his exposed skin, pulling him closer to you until he's hovering above you, your tongues dancing together as you grind your hips up against his. You're hoisted up, Shotaro carrying the both of you to his bedroom.
"Please make me cum again," you sigh into the kiss and you can feel Shotaro chuckling against your lips. Quickly, both of your clothing is discarded on the floor as you lay on the bed, and his fingers stroke over your walls, getting you ready for his cock.
He rolls you onto your side to lay behind you, hoisting one of your legs up to push the tip of his length against your hole. You whine at the feeling, pushing back against him until you feel him beginning to fill you.
Shotaro's big, really big, but not big enough to hurt or make you uncomfortable. He fills you slowly, pressing gentle kisses to your neck as he bottoms out, your eyes closing at the sensation.
Gently, he begins moving inside of you, hips pressing deeply against yours to make you feel all of him deep in you. You feel hazy already, the stimulation of his slow strokes such a stark contrast to the usual frantic rhythm you're accustomed to.
"I think you're going to like this," Shotaro whispers against your neck. You wonder what he means, but the next second, you feel a vibrating sensation tingling over your clit, forcing a surprised whimper out of you.
Your hands fly behind you, one to grab onto the back of his head, the other onto his ass to make sure he isn't going anywhere. The tip of his cock drags deliciously over your g-spot in this position, and you believe he must've studied the arts of sex long enough to graduate.
"Is it good, baby?" He breathes into your neck, "because to me this feels like heaven."
You whine, pressing further back against him while nodding your head weakly, too lost in the pleasure to speak. He understands, seemingly also the effect his words have on you, so he continues.
"You're doing so good for me baby, just relax, let me take care of you. You're so beautiful, fuck."
He presses the vibrator directly onto your clit, upping the intensity of the device and you feel the knot in your stomach tighten. Shotaro distracts you with his words as the question of 'is he going to make me cum again' threaten to creep back into your brain.
"You're so wet for me, so pretty," Shotaro moans into your ear, hand holding onto your hips to be able to fuck into you a little faster, "You're doing so well, taking me so well, feels so fucking good."
"H- 'm-" you whine out, so close to cumming that you can taste it on the tip of your tongue, moving your hips in sync with his.
"Let go for me, baby," Shotaro gasps, hips not stuttering as he pushes your over the edge, and this time, it's even more intense than last time, bringing tears to your eyes that immediately begin rolling down your cheeks to seep into the sheets, all while you moan like there's no tomorrow.
"Thank you," you sob turning your head to lock your lips with his as Shotaro removes the vibrator by shutting it off and throwing it off the bed.
"Can you handle it a bit more?" Shotaro asks against your lips, and you nod.
"Cum in me, please."
Shotaro groans at this, the pace of his thrusts quickening, his grip on your hips hardening as he pistons his hips harshly against yours. You whine out, weak from your orgasm, but still so willing to take all that he's giving you.
It doesn't take long for him to cum, pushing into you deeply as he empties himself, choking out a deep groan.
You lay there in silence, catching your breaths. You turn around, cuddling into his chest and he wraps his arms around you to pull you closer, making you feel safe in his arms. Your heart swells and you can't believe you're right here with him, and he's gotten you off again.
Your breath comes out shakily before you speak, "you're the first ever to make me cum, and I know it is way too early for this, so don't take it seriously, but I think I love you."
Shotaro chuckles, pressing a kiss to the top of your head, "it's okay. I'd love to be the only one that ever made you cum..."
"Is this you asking me out?" You mumble, already half asleep at this point, "because I'd love to go out with you."
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you taste just like this 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞
𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭: han jisung x f.reader
college au
↳ “You’re the only girl I would leave with and willingly let Changbin use my room to fuck someone all night.”
an: part of a connecting skz college au series called SSFW. All parts can be read as one shots.
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𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 - 𝟓 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫
𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬 - 𝐭𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐭
𝐨𝐦𝐠 - 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐣𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬
𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 - 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝟏𝟗𝟕𝟓
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PERFECT [baseball player!kim seungmin x only fans creator female!reader]
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synopsis: being an onlyfans creator in college is hard sometimes, getting innuendo comments thrown at you, that’s what kitty deals with but ignores it. she meets seungmin by accident, a baseball hitting her face. he knows who she is because of his friends.
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Minho have a lot of patience
#stray kids#stray kids fanart#skz#skz fanart#minsung#minho#lee know#han jisung#jisung#skz college au#hes so dumb#he loves him so much#im so proud of the garfield tshirt
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Impudent ~ KSM SMAU
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marked by contemptuous or cocky boldness or disregard of others : INSOLENT
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A/N: im alive!!!
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entangled by kersenvla
one professor position, for the two of them. to share.
jisung can share just fine, but when it comes to academia and the most beautiful man he has ever laid his eyes upon, his generosity seems to be lacking. all he feels is jealousy.
he still remembers how minho’s lips felt on his own, how much of a coward he was for running away from him. he doesn’t register the frantic apologizing of the university staff—apologies aren’t going to pay him the half of his salary that minho will be getting.
he needs the money and he needs this position.
as soon as the door closes, minho parts those plump lips of his, the words leaving his mouth snarky and unwelcome. “great. we meet again. i thought i'd be happier about it.”
“same to you,” jisung mumbles bitterly. he can’t hold minho’s gaze, and he hates how warm his cheeks are feeling as minho scrutinizes him. jisung shudders, his hairs stand on end, something hot rushing through his veins.
or: fate seems to keep pushing jisung and minho together. while they used to be happy about that, having to share a job as physics professors quickly brings unbearable tension between the two. until it snaps.
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