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𝐏𝐎𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐍 – 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

⤲ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐋𝐞𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

⤲ 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞!𝐀𝐔, 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝!𝐀𝐔, 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭, 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭

⤲ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐣𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐬, 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐬

⤲ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: 𝐍𝐞𝐰 𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲, 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞, 𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞. 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬, 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨'𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧...

⤲ 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: 𝐄𝐧𝐡𝐲𝐩𝐞𝐧, 𝐈𝐓𝐙𝐘'𝐬 𝐘𝐮𝐧𝐚 & 𝐑𝐲𝐮𝐣𝐢𝐧, 𝐏𝐢𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐬 𝐉𝐢𝐮𝐧𝐠 & 𝐊𝐞𝐞𝐡𝐨, 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐘𝐂'𝐬 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐢𝐧

⤲ 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓: 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐃 | 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒: 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃

⤲ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓: 𝐀𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝟕𝐭𝐡, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑 | 𝐄𝐍𝐃: 𝐎𝐂𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟏𝟑𝐓𝐇, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑

⤲ 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒

⤲ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄: 𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 & 𝐮𝐠𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬

⤲ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐎: 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐬

⤲ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄: 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐟'𝐬 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬

⤲ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐥𝐨𝐦𝐥

⤲ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄: 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠

⤲ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐈𝐗: 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭

⤲ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍: "𝐬𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐞"

⤲ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓: 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬

⤲ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄: 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬

⤲ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐄𝐍: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲

⤲ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍: 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲

⤲ 𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐔𝐒 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐲 𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐞𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐞

⤲ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐕𝐄: 𝐜𝐢𝐫𝐜𝐮𝐬 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

⤲ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍: 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬

⤲ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍: 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐲?

⤲ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍: 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬

⤲ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐈𝐗𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍: 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝

⤲ 𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐔𝐒 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑: 𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐬?

⤲ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠'𝐬 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲

⤲ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍: 𝐰𝐡𝐲?

⤲ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞

⤲ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘: 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐬

⤲ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐢𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐧

⤲ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘𝐓𝐖𝐎: 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧

⤲ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄: 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲

⤲ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑: 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞?

⤲ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐦𝐛 𝐩𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐨𝐫𝐲

⤲ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐗: 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐬𝐡 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲

⤲ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍: 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬

⤲ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓: 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐢𝐧'𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥

⤲ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄: "𝐬𝐚𝐝" 𝐟𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥

⤲ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐬

⤲ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄: 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐲

⤲ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐓𝐖𝐎: 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐬

⤲ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄: 𝐠𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐩

⤲ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑: 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐫

⤲ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄: 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤

⤲ 𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐔𝐒 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞

⤲ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐗: 𝐝𝐚𝐞𝐠𝐮 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬

⤲ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐘𝐓𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍: 𝐬𝐮𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬

⤲ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓: 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐬

⤲ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐘𝐓𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄: 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞

⤲ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐘: 𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐝𝐯𝐢𝐜𝐞

⤲ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄: 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦

⤲ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐓𝐖𝐎: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦

⤲ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐡

⤲ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑: 𝐰𝐚𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫

⤲ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄: 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥

⤲ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐗: (𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐠)

⤲ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍: 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐟𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐥

⤲ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓: 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲

⤲ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄: 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞

⤲ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐘: 𝐚 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬

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𝐏𝐎𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐍 – 𝟑𝟐

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐓𝐖𝐎: 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐬

⤲ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐋𝐞𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

⤲ 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞!𝐀𝐔, 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝!𝐀𝐔, 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭, 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭

⤲ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 𝟏𝟎𝐤 (𝐢'𝐦 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲)

⤲ 𝐜𝐰: 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐛𝐯𝐬𝐞 (𝐩𝐡𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥, 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥, 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥), 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐭𝐡, 𝐚𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐡𝐨𝐥 𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐲 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐮𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬, 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬, 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐯𝐢𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲 (𝐟.), 𝐮𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐨𝐲𝐬, 𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐥 (𝐟. 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠), 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠

(A/N: this chap is a little heavier since it's gonna go deeper into not only heeseung's but mostly the parks' family situation so pls be aware!)

"And I heard him go 'Yeah, bro, I think she might even be the one' to Heeseung." Jay's voice is a mere whisper as he bends down to be close to your ear, both of you bursting into a row of giggles once he's done, the vegetables on your boards long forgotten.

You can't help but smile brighter and brighter the more you replay your brother's best friend's words in your head, the excitement about your his new girlfriend something you have yet to get used to.

From what Heeseung had told you, Sunghoon had apparently decided to actually go all in and ask the girl he had told you about to be his official girlfriend the day he had texted you and ever since then you've been on the edge of your seat, patiently waiting to finally get to know her.

Hoon's always been reluctant about relationships. The broken marriage of your parents a huge factor in his trust and commitment issues and every time you two talk about it, you're surprised about the difference in your trauma responses.

You definitively don't and have never blamed him for it. Of course you'd wish your brother to find someone he can trust and love the way you know he's capable of, yet by the time he had finally managed to escape the prison of your childhood home he had already developed this particular mindset.

Knowing he's genuinely serious about her has your vision blur with tears of happiness.

There's nobody on this planet who deserves to be loved and appreciated, respected and adored in a romantic way the way your brother does.

Followed by his closest, longest and best friend.

And as if he felt it in his chest, you suddenly spot Heeseung's tall figure in your peripheral vision, jolts of excitement and warmth rushing through your body in the best way possible.

You two haven't had the chance to be alone since he had arrived about ten minutes after Jongseong and despite many opportunities occurring, neither one of you had dared to even sneak more than short glances, too afraid the chef might catch up on the fire between you.

However, you definitely don't let Jay's presence stop you from basking in the feeling of comfort and safety Heeseung comes with.

"What are you two whispering and giggling about, hm?" He sounds playful and relaxed, his hair messily falling into his handsome face and as soon as his gaze meets your for a quick moment, you pull your bottom lip between your teeth and try to stop yourself from staring at him.

Unfortunately he never makes this challenge easy for you.

After having to join a spontaneous staff meeting at work, Heeseung hadn't bothered to change, so there he is, dressed in a white dress shirt, sleeves rolled up, the first three of his buttons lose just enough to expose the soft skin of the bottom of his neck, tugged firmly into the matching black slacks.

He's literally not even wearing shoes, yet you can't help the way your body heats up the longer you look at him and by the time your eyes make their way back to his face, Heeseung shoots you a warning look.

"We're talking about Hoon's new girlfriend", Jay chuckles and reaches for a carrot, his back turned to his best friend as he focuses on his task.

"You know you could just...ask me about her, right?" Heeseung smiles and sits down on one the chairs at your kitchen table, spreading his legs and leaning back just enough for it to be tempting. His current posture looks like a silent invitation and if it wasn't for Jong, you would have gotten comfortable on his lap as soon as he sat down.

"You always leave out details", you reply and roll your eyes, yet suddenly stopping in your tracks when you realise your words indicate a lot more communication between the two of you than the others are aware of.

"He does! Oh, my God!" As soon as Jongseong turns around to shoot his friend an accusing look, you let out the breath you were holding in and finally get yourself to relax as soon as he gets back to chopping up the carrot on his board.

"Shut the fuck up", Heeseung scoffs and this time he's the one to widen his eyes when he realises what he had just said, not realising you might think he was actually talking to you.

"Hey, be nice to her", Jay quickly spits back and doesn't bother turning his whole body to look at him, "she's right and we all know it."

"That was directed at you, pretty face", Seung quickly saves himself and you can't stop your lips from stretching into a cheeky smile, "I'd never talk to her like that."

The urge to just go up to and kiss him is absolutely overwhelming and despite being more than just grateful for Jong's help, you can't help but wish it was just the two of you.

"My prince charming", you reply cheekily and shoot him a wink, loving the way his ears turn red as soon as your words him, followed by the soft colour spreading to the apples of his cheeks and even to the tip of his nose.

A beat of silence follows your statement, the only noise to fill your kitchen being the bubbling of Jay's infamous stew as well as the soft humming of your oven.

"So, how long has this been going on between the two of you?"

All of a sudden the world stops turning.

If it wasn't for your tight grip on the handle of the knife in your hand, you're pretty sure you would have dropped it on your feet as soon as your brain had managed to process your brother's best friend's words.

"What the fuck are you talking about, Jongseong?" Heeseung's voice is strained and raspy, the hot anxiety evident in every single one of his words despite the sternness in his tone, meanwhile you can barely push yourself to breathe properly.

There's some sort of tension in the air and you feel your skin crawling, shivers of nervousness rushing down your spine and for a short moment you're convinced you've misheard him.

You physically can't get yourself to look at either one of them, too stunned to react, let alone speak.

"Oh, come the fuck on", Jong says and throws the chopped carrottes into the brewing broth before he turns around and leans against your kitchen counter to face the two of you.

"Do you really think I'm stupid? Wait, let me rephrase that", he says and smirks, "do you really think I'm as oblivious as Sunghoon and the rest?"

Heeseung audibly gasps for air at his friend's words and your body actually starts hurting from all the tension in your muscles.

"Can you two please relax a little bit, I feel like shitting my pants and I don't even know why", Jongseong deadpans and crosses his arms in front of his buff chest, his muscles straining against the fabric of his black dress shirt and you gulp harshly.

"What gave us away?"

Heeseung's sudden question leaves you just as stunned and with big eyes you slowly turn your head to look at him with the most "What the actual fuck" expression in your gaze.

"Hm, just the fact you guys not only stare at each other with actual hearts in your eyes but also have been eye-fucking right in front of my precious food for hours now."

For some reason, Jong's calm yet aggregated comment elicits a choked out chuckle from your throat and with a soft whine of embarrassment you hide your face behind both of your hands.

Before you get the chance to do anything else, you feel Heeseung's tall body pressing into your back right as he turns you around and wraps his arms around your shoulders, pushing your face into his chest with a soft chuckle.

"Yun and Wonie are on it as well, aren't they?", Jay asks and shoots his best friend a genuine smile of relief and happiness, warming Heeseung's chest as he realises he's never been as subtle about his feelings for you as he thought.

"Yeah", Seung replies calmly and caresses your back, loving the way you shamelessly bury your face in the crook of his neck and try your best to hide from Jongseong's strong gaze, "Yun's actually the one who pushed me to do something about it."

"That's my boy", Jay grins widely, only for it to drop just as quick, "don't tell him I've said that or he won't let me breathe. I'm begging you."

"Only if you don't tell Hoonie about this just yet", Heeseung sighs and you can feel the tension in his strong body, a wave of guilt washing over you in response to his reaction, "we're going to do it soon."

"Don't worry, brother", Jong replies calmly and shoots you both a soft smile of reassurance, "just know I'll knock those pretty teeth out of your mouth and shove them up your asshole if you hurt her."

After another round of chuckles and laughter, Heeseung sends you to your room with a soft kiss on the forehead and a gentle pad to your ass so you can get ready in peace while he takes care of the remaining decorations.

By the time you're applying your lipstick, your doorbell starts ringing, followed by loud cheering and yelling of your name.

It doesn't take long for Jaeyun to arrive after the girls had just sat down with their wine glasses, your brother's best friend just as excited and giggly about the newest addition to the friend grouo as the four of you and every time you meet Heeseung's gaze, he just shakes his head and smiles softly.

He likes seeing you happy like this. There's nothing as precious and pretty as your beautiful smile, the genuine one which never fails to light up your whole face, all the way up into your mesmerizing eyes in a way he's only ever seen when you're talking to your favorite people.

The fact he's finally one of them definitely warms his heart in just the right ways, something he knows he won't ever take for granted.

After almost an hour of arguing and high pitched giggles, your last two guests finally arrive and if it wasn't for your brother's best friend you all would have waited in your tiny hallway with big eyes.

As soon as your brother steps out of the elevator, a huge smile appears on your face and you can barely hide your excitement, only to bite back an actual giggle at the sight of their intertwined hands.

"Please don't make this awkward", Hoon suddenly says and rolls his eyes as you step to the side to let him and his new girlfriend in and just when you're about to spit back a sassy comment, you watch in awe how Ning gently slaps his biceps and rolls her eyes in faux annoyance.

"Be nice to her, Sunghoon", she says and finally turns her whole attention on you, her pretty lips stretched into a huge grin before she cocks her head to the side and pushes them into a soft pout.

"You're so beautiful", Ning begins and for some reason you feel awfully flustered by her comment, the feeling of comfort and safety spreading in your chest, "I saw your pictures in his apartment but I knew you'd be even prettier in person. I'm Ning Yizhuo but you can just call me whatever feels right."

"I'm in love with you." As soon as the words leave your lips you both burst into laughter before Ning pulls you into a tight hug, her pretty hair styled into a messy bun yet perfectly matching the vibe of her black dress.

Once the three of you finally make it into your living room, Sunghoon introduces her to the rest of the group, Ning shooting the boys a polite and genuine smile, only to pull the other two girls into a greeting hug the way she did with you.

The following two hours are filled with lots of giggles, breathless chuckles, excited story telling and unpopular food opinions, only for the discussion to be ended by Hesseung as soon as Yuna starts threatening Jaeyun with her fork.

Every now and then you find yourself in a conversation with your brother's new girlfriend, her big eyes watching you with absolute adoration as you talk about your childhood and youth. Once the boys make their way to your balcony to enjoy their after dinner beer, you pop open another bottle of wine for your girls and get comfortable on your soft carpet, your attention never once shifting from the three women in front of you.

Despite only meeting her a few hours ago, you can't help but feel awfully comfortable around Ning, something about her aura and vibe easing the nervousness and worry in your chest and with every word she says as well as her interaction with your brother you catch yourself incredibly grateful.

"Okay, enough about me", Ning suddenly says and sets her wine glass down, her big brown eyes finding yours as a light blush makes its way through her foundation and you can't help but admire how pretty she looks, "how about you? Do you have a boyfriend?"

And as if he felt it in his soul, Heeseung steps back into your living room just on time to hear her question, his sudden presence driving the butterflies in your tummy absolutely crazy and you hate how you can barely hide your physical reaction from the girls.

"I don't", you sigh and finally answer Ning's question, only for her to raise her brows in surprise, "I've been quite busy with university and work, so I haven't really met anyone who caught my eye."

Yuna chuckles and you can feel Ryujin's pretty eyes bore into your side, both of them more than just aware of your current romantic status, yet purposely not adding or commenting anything to avoid awkwardness.

"Really? I thought you and Heeseung were a thing", she suddenly says and within a second your whole body tenses up, yet you don't dare even side eyeing said guy, who's been standing at the door to your balcony for the past two minutes.

"Oh", you whisper and quickly clear your throat, "no, we're just friends. He's my brother's best friend after all."

You're careful with your choice of words, too afraid of giving any type of hint regarding your current situation and you can barely ignore the tiny sting in your heart.

"I'm sorry if I'm being dumb but does that forbid you guys to date?"

Ning's question lingers in the air for far too long and with a soft sigh, yet not a single word, Heeseung just shoots you all a tight lipped smile and disappears in your kitchen, leaving behind an even heavier tension than before.

"I don't think Sunghoon would be very happy about it", you mumble and pull your knees to your chest in hopes of hiding your sudden mood change, "he always said he'd never approve of me dating one of his best friends."

You attentively watch the way Ning furrows her brows in confusion, lack of understanding lingering in her gaze as she looks at you.

"Why would his opinion even matter?" Her words simply leave you stunned. You never thought you'd have this conversation with your brother's girlfriend, a lot of factors quite unbelievable yet here you are.

"He's my brother, my only family. I could never date someone he doesn't approve of."

"Well, I get that part, I really do", Ning begins and takes another sip from her wine, "but only if it's about someone who's a bad person. Why wouldn't he wants his best friend, someone he knows like the back of his hand, to date his sister? And from the way he speaks of Heeseung I can definitely tell he's a good guy, so why wouldn't he be okay with it?"

You let out a deep sigh because in every other situation, she's probably one hundred percent right. Yet in your current one a promise made four years ago changes everything.

"I don't–"

But you don't get to finish your sentence as your brother and his other best friends stumble through the door into your living room, filling the tension in the air with silly laughter and deep voices.

"We'll talk about this over coffee and cinnamon rolls yeah?"

All you can do is nod appreciatively in response to Ning's words, swatting Hoon's noisy questions away like a fly before he plops down on the couch right next to her, throwing his arm over her shoulders and placing the most gentle kiss on her temple.

For some reason you can't help but feel frustrated and angry. Ning's right and you know it, yet you're also aware of how different everything is for the two of you and the fact life had decided to make this so difficult for you leaves a bitter taste on your tongue.

You absentmindedly collect all trash and empty plates from your little coffee table, your head filled with thousands of thoughts to the point where you forget about Heeseung's presence in the kitchen.

"Don't do that, my sweet girl", he suddenly whispers, not moving an inch from his spot at your sink, his voice gentle and filled with this certain type of agony you've come to hate from how much it's been hurting the both of you, "don't go there. It breaks my heart to see you like this."

You sigh softly, the urge to steal a kiss from him or at least a little touch to ease your nerves almost overwhelming you.

"Why is life like this to us?"

Heeseung's chest tightens at the despair and sadness in your voice, something he has and never and won't ever get used to when it comes to this topic.

"It's gonna be okay, baby, I promise", he whispers softly and glances to the door really quick before he wraps his fingers around your delicate wrist and pulls you into his arms, "Hoon's gonna stay over at Ning's place tonight, do you want me to sleep here?"

Without missing another beat your head shoots up from its comfortable place in the crook of his neck, your eyes big and glossy, not as sad as just a few seconds ago and a soft smile on your lips.

"I'd love that."

Yuna and Ryujin are the first ones to leave around midnight, both of them complaining about still having to finish packing their suitcases, followed by Jongseong and Jaeyun, who have started confessing their love to everyone in the room to the point where Sunghoon and Heeseung had to force them into an uber.

"Do you want us to drop you off, Seung?", Sunghoon says and zips up his jacket, quickly reaching for Ning's hand, inly for her to chuckle when he accidentally goes for his best friend's.

"If you want to fall asleep in my arms you have to buy me dinner first, Hoonie", Heeseung chuckles, yet from the tension in his body you can tell how nervous he is and you can't even blame him. It feels like your heart is about to jump out of your chest the more you think about your brother's reaction to his friend staying behind to "help" you with cleaning up.

"And no, thank you", he begins softly, quickly shifting his gaze to Ning and you're surprised he seems to feel just as comfortable with her as you, "I'm gonna stay here and help Y/N with the dishes and everything else. You guys made a fucking mess."

You don't even realise you've been holding your breath for the past minute until your brother starts nodding calmly, inly for said breath to hitch in your throat as soon as his thick brows furrow.

"Just the two of you?"

A soft sigh of disappointment falls past your lips and you know the kisses and cuddles you had been looking forward to won't be happening anytime soon, the tone of his voice giving away his suspicions and obvious dislike.

"If you're willing to wake up extra early tomorrow so we can get back here together, then I'll leave with you two. But I definitely won't let her do all of that by herself, she's been working so hard all day." Heeseung's sternness and confidence, as well as his words of praise and validation send chills down your body, hot jolts of arousal making their way in between your legs and all of a sudden the yearning in your chest becomes even heavier.

"Park Sunghoon", Ning suddenly steps in and places her pretty, ring clad hand on his cheek, turning his head to meet her gaze just a little further down, "they do not have to ask for your permission. Heeseung's a sweetheart like that and your sister is as exhausted as beautiful as she is."

You can't help but pout at Ning's gentle words and the way your brother melts into her touch to the point where he doesn't even care about your presence and casually places a soft kiss in her palm makes you smile. A wave of relief washes over you and when you give her one last hug before closing the door behind them, you don't even try to be subtle about how much you've missed him.

"Come here, pretty girl", Heeseung quickly says and pulls you into his arms again, this time guiding you to the couch and offering his lap to you.

After hours of being so close to him, yet never once getting the chance to touch him, you welcome his sweet offer with a tired smile, straddling his thighs and pressing yourself against his strong chest, humming against the soft skin of his neck and inhaling his scent the way you always do after a long day like this.

"Is it silly to think that maybe Ning's presence will

make it easier for Sunghoon to accept us?" Heeseung sounds thoughtful, a hint of hope lingering in his words and you know how heavy this has been on him, looking at the guy he owes his life to and lying to him with every word he says can't be easy on anyone.

"No", you reply quickly, "I think she'll play a big part in it and I'm honestly so grateful. It's like she waited for this to come into his life."

Heeseung nods, but doesn't say anything else.

The following few minutes pass by in absolute silence. Neither one of you says anything, simply because you don't have to. The feeling of his body so close to yours, his pretty hands on your back and soft lips on your forehead are everything you've ever needed and for the first time in weeks you focus on nothing but Lee Heeseung.

Unfortunately life has never been this kind to you for too long and just when your lids are growing heavier, the ringing of your phone right next to you pulls you back into reality.

"Who is that? It's past midnight on christmas eve", Heeseung wonders, only for your smiles to drop simultaneously as soon as your gazes fall to the name on your display.

"Don't pick it up, Baby", he whispers and looks at you with actual pain glistening in his eyes, "he's just going to ruin your night."

You know he's right because there has never, ever been a conversation between you and your father which didn't leave you in tears, something you've come to learn rather early on in your life.

Yet, you can't seem to stop yourself from actually considering it each and every time.

Your father, as well as your mother have never been good to you. Years of verbal, emotional and physical abuse fueling the hatred and disappointment in your chest with each memory flashing through your mind, yet with a soft sigh you climb off of your lover's lap and take a deep breath.

There's this voice of your inner child which giggles and tells you to give it just another try because maybe they changed, maybe your father finally stopped drinking himself into a slow death and maybe your mother has finally realised you're her daughter and not her rival. In moments like these you simply ignore your inner teen, the one who can barely breath from all the pent up anger and frustration in her chest, because you'd give everything in your power to give that tiny y/n in your heart another glimpse of hope. Because...maybe, right?

"Hello?"

"Wow, the queen has finally decided to deem us worthy of her time."

And within just a single second, you watch your little self hide behind the big figure of your older brother in hopes of shielding yourself from their words, only for them to aim right at the freshest wounds.

You never wanted a relationship or bond with your parents, you just wanted them to treat you like an actual human being, something you've found hard to believe after all the times you and Sunghoon had to patch the other up because you accidentally had forgotten about one of the thousand task they had assigned you to before they left to pretend like they're the perfect set of parents.

"What do you want?"

Thankfully you've managed to perfect your nonchalant voice when it comes to them, knowing them well enough to hide your tears to save yourself from their poison.

"Watch your fucking tone, you brat", your dad hisses, his words barely coherent, letting you know about the unhealthy amounts of alcohol in his system, "we had no choice, you didn't get back to me in weeks."

All of a sudden your most recent phone call with your father flashes through your head and this time you can't physically stop yourself from tearing up.

Shame and embarrassment overwhelms you, instinctively turning your back to Heeseung to make sure he doesn't see the thick veil of tears blurring your vision.

"I don't have it", you whisper and nervously scratch the skin of your neck, subconsciously hoping to ease the action of breathing only for the knot in your throat to grow bigger with each touch, "and even if I did, Hoonie would never let me send it to you."

"Don't say that fucker's name when you're talking to me", your father spits, the single mention of your brother enough to set him off in the worst way possible, "fucking loser thinks he's better than us because he's living in the capital city. Have you two finally fucked your way to the top yet, hm? The least you could do is send us the money we asked for."

None of his sentences connect, yet each word manages to slice another blade through your heart and by the time you make your way to your dining table, you can feel the blood staining yet another part of your soul.

"What the fuck are you even saying?", you hiss and grab your head in absolute disbelief, your brain slightly foggy from all the anger and sadness mixing in your veins.

"Watch that fucking tone or I'll have to teach it to you."

A threat, one you've heard one too many times in the past few years, from the moment you can actually remember it all the way up to your last week before you finally moved away from that hellhole of a childhood home.

Unfortunately, the distance doesn't make swallowing it any easier, but for some reason you don't feel afraid or scared anymore. He can't get to you, not anymore. He'd have to pass way too many people before he could ever lay his hand on you again.

"Fuck you", you press through gritted teeth as hot tears stream down your cheeks and your chest is uncontrollably heaving up and down, "I don't owe you a single cent and I'd rather kill myself before I give you anything, you fucking drunk."

Your words are harsh and brutal and nothing but the actual truth. As much as it breaks his heart, Heeseung knows you have to do this on your own. He'll pick up your pieces after you've won your fight, no matter how badly he wants to rip that phone from your grip and tell your disgusting sperm donor a piece of his mind.

Waves of pride and worry keep hitting him one after the other and for the first time in his life Heeseung has felt absolutely helpless.

Watching the love of his life choke on her tears as she finally confronts the parent who had miserably failed her makes him fall for you all over again. He's never been prouder of you.

"Oh, will you look at that? The fucking smalltown girl grew some balls in the big, big city of Seoul", he cooes, mockery and ridicule dripping from every single one of his words and you find yourself wondering what the fuck happened in his childhood for your father to have turned into actual human trash.

You still remember all the times you had still written him a card for fathers' day, your tiny soul wishing for nothing but a crumb of attention and maybe even appreciation, only for him to crumble and throw it all into the trashcan alongside your cards, right in front of your eyes.

"Listen to me, you stupid brat", he suddenly hisses and pulls you away from those sad and painful memories, with the aim to carve new ones into your brain, "your mother needs that fucking money and we all know you have it. You didn't fuck all those little ceos in the making for nothing, did you?"

"You're mental", you breathe when his accusation hits your soul, heart shattering into even more pieces at the realisation what your father has convinced himself of.

He has never hidden his hatred towards you and your brother, his black heart filled with nothing but anger and wratch every time he looked at the two of you, only to lose himself in teh somehow relieving feeling of physically hurting two little children.

You could have forgiven him so much. The drinking, the disgusting accusations and everything he's ever said and broke your heart with, but not the way he has treated your brother.

All those times Sunghoon had cried himself to sleep after he had promised to become successful and save you, as well as Heeseung, from this shithole of a smalltown coming to your mind, too weak to remember the ones when the physical exhaustion from the constant state of survival had taken over his tiny body.

"Yeah, whatever", your father just grunts and the sound of him taking another sip from his beer sends shivers of disgust down your spine, "just send us the fucking money."

"No", you take a deep breath and aggressively wipe away the tears, straightening your back in the process despite the fact he can't actually see you, but knowing you're actually standing up for yourself, mentally and physically, is enough for you, "and I'm going to get a restraining order against you for both me and Sunghoon. You can't hurt us anymore, I won't let you. Next time you or that fucking witch has the nerve to dial this number I'm gonna call the cops on your asses and make sure to mention all the times you forgot to pay your taxes because you almost choked on your own vomit, you piece of human shit. Go fuck yourself."

And with those words you finally end the call, missing the red button twice from the shaking of your hands, only to fall to your knees as soon as the display goes dark again.

Before your brain can even process your panic attack, you feel strong arms around your shoulders pulling you into an even stronger chest.

"It's okay, Baby", Heeseung's voice is muffled from the blood rushing in your ears and if it wasn't for the close proximity you're pretty sure you wouldn't have heard him in the first place, "look at me, princess. Eyes on me, come one."

For some reason your body just obliges to his request without an ounce of hesitation and with short breaths you finally manage to lift your head and meet the soft yet slightly panicked gaze of your lover.

"There you go, good job", Heeseung says, his hands embracing yours gently, "we're gonna take a few deep breaths together now, yeah? Easy, don't rush yourself."

As he slowly guides you through the process of deep inhales and exhales, you finally feel your lungs filling with enough oxygen again, your heartbeat slowing down until it's back to its regular pace and your ears stop ringing.

"That's it, Y/N", the sudden use of your name sends a tiny wave of panic through your body and with teary eyes you shake your head.

"Don't use my name", you whisper and your voice breaks at the end of your request, "please don't ever use my name."

"Anything you want, princess", Heeseung responds once your words slash through his heart, "my perfect little angel girl. I'm so, so fucking proud of you."

You don't even register making your way into your room, only finding your road back to reality when Heeseung gently pulls your dress over your head, leaving you in the matching pair of underwear, yet never once shifting his gaze from your face.

You can tell he's on the verge of crying. It's Lee Heeseung after all. The guy who can't ever hide his tears when the people he cares about are hurting.

Your kind hearted, sweet souled first and only love.

"Don't cry", you whisper breathlessly, wiping away a single tear which had managed to free its way down his cheek, "don't cry, my love."

"I'm sorry", Heeseung tries his best to stay composed but after watching the way you slowly broke down, he's been cutting his hands on the pieces while picking them up again and yet the aching in his heart is what is on the verge of breaking him.

"Tell me what to do, princess", he begs. Heeseung is begging, on his knees right in between your legs, his head hanging between his shoulders as he seems...defeated.

A sight you never thought you'd witness in this or any lifetime.

No matter what life had thrown his way, Heeseung has always stood up with his head held up high. Even after all the abuse from his widowed father who had always preferred to use anything but his fists on a tiny, powerless Heeseung.

You can't even remember seeing him like this after having to endure the death of his beloved mother at the young age of ten, something he never talks about because of how much it still gets to him.

With a soft sigh, you take his perfectly sculptured face into your hands and lift his head to look into his eyes, your heart breaking into yet another thousand pieces at the discovery of his tear stained cheeks.

"I want you to distract me, Heeseung", you finally say after contemplating whether or not to take this road for the past ten minutes.

You know it might not be the healthiest and most romantic way to handle things, yet you know yourself well enough to be sure there won't be anything as strong and overpowering as pleasure.

For a second, Heeseung doesn't quite understand what you mean. You can malmost see his brain working through your request before his bambi eyes widen just the tiniest bit and his pretty lips part in light surprise.

"You want me to eat you out?"

Hearing him say those lewd words out loud never fails to send shivers down your body, yet this time you simply can't hide just how much they fluster you.

"No", you whisper and don't wait any longer to avoid any further misunderstandings, "I want you to make love to me."

Those are words Heeseung had never, ever dared to dream of. Even in his favorite daydreams and fantasies, he never allowed himself to step past that line, knowing it'd be too heartbreaking if he did.

Yet here you are, asking him for something so intimate, so special, so surreal, he actually can't find a single word to day in response.

"Unless you don't want to", you smile gently, aware of the heaviness your request comes with. He just talked you through a panic attack and broke down in tears in front of you, there's no way you could ever blame him for denying it.

"I've never wanted anything as much as that, Baby", Heeseung breathes, his eyes darker than just a few seconds ago yet still so full of gentle adoration.

"I just don't want you to regret anything, you're not thinking clearly."

His concern is heartwarming and absolutely valid, but the longer you look at him, the worse your hunger for him becomes.

"I'd never regret anything about you, Lee Heeseung", you reply confidently, "you're everything I've ever wanted and waited for. It'd...be an actual dream come true if you were the one to take my virginity."

"Oh fuck", Seung's sudden grunt buzzes through your body as he buries his face in your inner thigh and tries his best to adjust himself in his pants, still not quite used to how quick is body reacts to you.

However, it doesn't take him as long to regain his composure as expected because before you can even think about biting your lip, Heeseung's made his way back onto his feet, his big hands on your cheeks as he looks down on your seated self.

"Thank you, Baby", he whispers and takes a deep breath, grazing his thumb over your bottom lip before he gently pushes it into your mouth, the action sending a hot jolt of arousal straight into your cunt, "this means the world to me and I promise I'll make it worth it."

With glossy eyes, all you can do is look up at him as you suck on his thumb the way you've been daydreaming about his cock and as soon as you hallow your cheeks, Heeseung gently pulls his hand away again.

You quickly take the opportunity to reach for his belt, unbuckling it clumsily as adrenaline finally makes it's way into your blood and all those dark thoughts disappear from your head. The only thing you can think about and focus on is Lee Heeseung, just the way you've always imagined it.

"Is my pretty girl this impatient, hm?" His chuckle flusters you and you can't help but look away, yet never once stopping the movements of your fingers.

"You're doing so well, Baby", he praises you softly, caressing your cheek with the back of his hand, "go ahead. Take them off, I know how badly you've been wanting to see it."

You hate how right he is. Sometimes you really tend to forget how obvious your mannerisms and facial expressions are to Heeseung, but he can't and won't ever blame you because you don't know just how much he's been studying you from afar, after all.

"Stop teasing me", you sigh and finally unzip his pants, your eyes widening just the tiniest bit at the sight of the impressive imprint of his cock against the fabric of his boxer briefs and for a moment you try to remember if your favorite toy is close to his size, only to realise it's far from it.

"Come up here, princess", Seung demands softly, his hand wrapped around your arm as he pulls you onto your feet right in front of him, finally raking the time to let his hungry eyes roam your pretty tits.

"I have an idea", he suddenly whispers against your lips, only to leave your head spinning by pulling you into a hungry kiss.

You try your best to catch up, but after all these hours of yearning for this particular type of affection, you can't get yourself to care about muffling your little moans and whimpers.

The way Heeseung grazes your tongue with his own, exploring your mouth like it's the first time and savoring every drop in his own like it's an actual treasure leaves you dizzy in the sweetest way possible.

"Where's your vibrator, pretty girl?"

That question leaves you absolutely flabberggasted to the point where you can't physically close your mouth as you stare at him in shock.

"Don't look at me like that, Baby", Seung just chuckles, "I know you have a few of those little friends and I'd love to use one on you to get you as wet and ready for me as possible."

You pull your bottom lip between your teeth within an instant, several waves of arousal breaking down on you until you actually feel like you're drowning, all while you're mourning yet another set of ruined panties because of Lee Heeseung.

"It's in the back of the top drawer, left side", you mumble shyly and watch the way Heeseung's eyes darken, a sight you've grown way too used to in the past few weeks.

"Stay here, don't sit down, please." Is the only thing he says before he rounds your bed and quickly follows your guidance, coming back with your red vibrating dildo in his big hands and all of a sudden you're wondering if you forgot its actual size or if his hands are just that huge.

"It's so cute", he giggles and you quickly swat your hand against his chest as your body grows hotter in response to the sight of him holding your toy.

"As soon as you feel uncomfortable you let me know, okay? I'm gonna take it slow but just know I will make you cum at least twice before I fuck you."

All you can do is nod. There's not a single word left in your vocabulary and you're pretty sure you'd choke on your own spit if you were ro verbally respond to him.

"Wanna unbutton my shirt, pretty girl?"

Another approving movement of your head gets you a quick 'tsk' from Heeseung and before you can think about it too much, you whisper a breathy "yes".

Just as you're lifting your arms to get to work, the soft buzzing of your vibrator has your head shoot up with big eyes.

"Focus on the buttons, pretty angel", Heeseung whispers calmly, his empty hand finding home on your soft hips before he moves the one holding the vibrator closer to your clothed cunt, the anticipation leaving you completely frozen.

"Baby", this time his voice is a little less soft than just a few seconds ago, "I am going to pull away every time you lose focus."

"You're being mean, Seungie", you pout and fist the material of his shirt in your right hand, the other one still placed on the button.

But he doesn't budge, no matter how much he just wants to push you into the soft mattress of your bed and have his way with you, Heeseung knows he has to prepare you for what's to come.

So with a soft sigh you go back to your assigned task, your fingers quickly fidgeting with the little button, only for your whole body to tense up as soon as the vibeation sensation of your toy rattles through you like a heavy thunder.

A high pitched whimper escapes your throat, your brain clouded by arousal and hunger in the exact way you never knew how to satisfy, only to realise it would have remained this way if it wasn't for the tall basketball captain in front of you.

With shaky hands you continue to unbutton the next two, your thighs firmly pressed together as your juices make a mess in the center of your panties and you're genuinely surprised how easily Heeseung found your sensitive bundle of nerves when it took your previous boyfriends a lot of guidance.

You can feel his hungry eyes on every single one of your movements, yet you don't dare looking up at him, way too close to your sweet relief to risk disobeying his orders.

"There you go, good girl", Heeseung whispers and places a soft kiss on your forehead, "just one more to go and then I'll let you cum, princess."

And just when you thought this was about to be the easiest orgasm you've ever reached, Seung calmly presses another button to intensify the vibration, which yet again leaves you completely helpless.

You stare at the last button of his shirt with widened eyes, your bottom lip firmly tugged away between your teeth as you try to hold back the row of moans threatening to escape, only to lose the fight miserably.

"You're close", it's a statement, yet a threat lingers in his tone, "I'd hurry up with that last one if I were you, pretty girl."

For the nth time this evening all you can do is nod in response to his words, nervously fumbling with the button between your fingers, yet failing one too many times.

The sweet taste of your relief has coated the entirety of your tongue and you can feel yourself tiptoeing on the edge, patiently waiting for him to apply just the right amount of pressure to finally push you over, and as soon as you're done, your head shoots up, a sight Heeseung has yet to get used to.

Eyes wide and glossy, swollen lips parted as moan after moan rolls off of your tongue, your hands tightening their grip with every wave of pleasure overwhelming your sensitive body and just when he nods do you finally stumble head first into your orgasm.

It doesn't take a lot for you to fall against his chest with a row of strained whimpers, your cunt clenching in despair from the lack of penetration and touch.

"Such a good girl for your boy, aren't you, Baby?"

You can barely get yourself to nod, to overwhelmed by the intensity of your orgasm and if it wasn't for his strong grip on your arms, you're pretty sure you would have fallen to the floor already.

"Now, come on", Seungie says calmly, "get on the bed so I can eat that pretty pussy before I make it mine."

For some reason, his words bring you back to reality in an instant and with another soft whimper you lift your head and look ag him in a way he's been dreaming about for years.

"It's already yours", you whisper and place a soft kiss on his chin, "it's always been yours, Heeseung."

"F-Fuck."

For the first time in too long you can actually watch the way he loses his composure, yet don't get enough time to soak it all in before he pulls away and takes his shirt off, revealing his toned torso and the few little tattoos you had only ever gotten a glimpse off the past few months.

You try your best to ignore the one on his collar bone, the knowledge of it being a friendship tattoo with your brother easily pushing the guilt in your stomach back up to the surface and with a soft sigh you shift your gaze to his pierced nipples, something you still have to get used to.

You still vividly remember the picture Jaeyun had sent you three years ago of them at the piercing studio on a random friday night, after Heeseung had lost a bet and actually got them pierced. To the question why he never took them out aftereards he simply replied with a shrug and a short "I kinda like them" and that's how you found yourself staring at them each and every time he takes his shirt off.

"I'll take a picture and hang it in your closet so you can stare at that instead", Heeseung chuckles and loves the fact he can actually watch you grow slightly flustered from his words, "now get on the bed, pretty girl."

You don't know how much time Heeseung spends with his head buried between your legs, his tongue eagerly lapping up every single drop of your sweet juices as he teases your sensitive clit with your vibrator until you're a puddle of moans and whimpers underneath him.

His words of praise and affirmation barely make their way through the heavy cloud of pleasure in your brain and you're pretty sure you've cum at least twice in the past five minutes, just adding two more strikes to the list of tonight's orgasms. You know it's because Heeseung's scared of hurting you, yet the urge to finally feel him inside of you has taken over every fiber of your being, so with your last strength you tighten your grip in his dark hair and pull him up to look at you.

And just as usual, you're met with the sight of a drunk Heeseung, something you've gotten used to in the past few weeks since the first time he had made you cum all over his face.

Cheeks flushes, eyes glossy, pretty lips swollen and glistening with your juices just like his cheeks as well as the tip of his red nose and his chin.

"Please, Seungie", you whisper and look at him with big eyes, your heart hammering brutally against your rib cage from the constant waves of adrenaline rushing through your veins, "I need to feel you inside of me."

"Beg a little more, pretty girl", he suddenly says and gives your sensitive clit one last kiss before he comes to kneel in between your legs, his cock still firmly hidden behind the fabric of his boxer briefs and you can't help but whimper at tte sight of a rather big, wet spot at the tip of his length.

"Stop being so mean to me", you whine and throw your head back, reaching for him and finally getting to feel his hardness in your hand, even if it's through his underwear. Because despite the two of you having had shared quite a few intimate experiences, Heeseung has been vehemently denying you his cock just to make sure you know your pleasure is his absolute priority.

"Never", is the only thing he responds before he – finally – reaches for the hem of his boxers and slowly pulls them down his thick thighs.

With big eyes and anticipation boiling in your veins, you never once avert your gaze and realise you've been holding your breath as soon as his pretty cock comes in view.

Long and just thick enough to scare you, slightly curved towards his angey tip, veiny and about a shade darker than his actual skin tone. Lee Heeseung's cock is pretty. There's absolutely no other way for you to describe him and you don't feel ashamed about it at all.

Thinking about your ex boyfriends' manhoods, you can't really say the same thing and at this point you're pretty sure it's because of how obsessed and in love you are with him, but you never once imagined it to be any different.

A man as pretty as Heeseung could only have a pretty cock, it'd be a failure of destiny if it wasn't the case.

"Stop staring, pretty girl", Heeseung chuckles nervously and wraps his big hand around his shaft, giving himself a few good strokes and you can't help but press your thighs together at the sight.

"Do you have condoms?"

The question pulls you back into your bubble and with a soft sigh of disappointment, you nod.

In moments like these you definitely wished you hadn't stopped taking your birth control, yet after your latest boyfriend, you just didn't think all the side effects and hormonal struggles it comes with was worth it.

"Don't be so sad, Baby", Heeseung mumbles and reaches for the drawer of your nightstand, this time the one on the right, "one day I'll fill you up with my cum just how you want it. But it'll be to put a baby in that pretty belly of yours. So, you gotta be patient for a little longer, yeah?"

His words send hot jolts of arousal straight into your cunt, your need for him so intense to the point where you can't physically stop yourself from arching your back.

"That's my girl", Heeseung whispers and rolls the condom over his length in one swift movement.

"Considering the size of your cute toys, you do have lube somewhere, don't you, Baby?"

This time you simply roll your eyes and reach to the left side of your bed, quickly finding the bottle of lube you usually keep close when your little daydreams become too much and with a soft sigh, you hand it to him.

You carefully watch the way he squirts a good amount into the palm of his right hand before he yet again wraps it around his cock and starts stroking himself.

Heeseung throws his head back with a loud moan as he tries to prepare himself for one of his biggest dreams to come true after years of hiding behind all of the fantasies and mental images.

"Look at me, please", you whisper, too far gone to focuso on the shame and embarrassment bubbling up in your throat.

"Your wish is my command, princess. Always and forever."

Heeseung takes another deep breath before he actually follows your request, his hooded eyes finding yours as he comes to hover over you, reaching for both of your hands before he intertwines your fingers with his and pulls you into a soft kiss. One that holds all the emotions you've always dreamed of feeling in your chest during your first time.

Heeseung never once averts his gaze from yours as he reaches in between your bodies and lines his tip up with your tight entrance, his fingers finding your sensitive clit soon after, rubbing gentle circles into the bud as he slowly pushes himself in just enough to stretch you out the tiniest bit.

"I'm so in love with you, princess."

He suddenly whispers against your lips, his eyes filled with honesty and absolute pureness.

His words take your breath away and easily manage to shift your whole attention on him instead of the slight sting, tears welling up in your eyes when your brain finally processes his love confession.

"I've always loved you and there has not been and won't ever come a day where it's gonna be different", Heeseung sighs and you can tell he's trying to suppress his noises of pleasure as he pushes more of himself inside of you, his fingers not once stopping their movements.

You try to handle everything that's currently happening, yet your brain can barely focus on his sweet words as you feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge with each sweetly painful push.

"There you go, that's my girl", Heeseung whispers and finally moans into your mouth when your seeet cunt suddenly starts convulsing around his thick cock in just the right way, your spongy walls adjusting to his size like they were made for him, waiting for nobody but him all this time.

For the first time in his life, Seung feels like cumming on the spot, barely half way inside of the sweetest pussy he's ever had the privilege of tasting, your sweet moans and whimpers nothing but music to his ears, a melody so angelic, he's actually convinced he's finally made his way to heaven.

"I l-love you", you finally manage to say, the words barely coherent as they're drowned by your moans and you're surprised just how good it feels to be filled in such an intense way, "I'm so in love with you, Lee Heeseung."

Saying these words out loud feels like an actual dream. In all these years of being in love with him, you never dared to even come close to fantasies like this, the aftermath usually too heartbreaking and devastating for you to even risk it. And yet nothing has ever felt as relieving and fulfilling as your first, and probably onyl love confession.

"Oh, fuck." Heeseung's voice is strained and raspy, on the verge of turning hoarse from his constant throaty moans which have been clouding your brain in the sweetest way possible.

"Do you think you can cum for me, Baby?"

You quickly nod in response, physically unable to form any proper sentences and just when you think you've reached your limit, Heeseung finally bottoms out and knocks the last bits of oxygen out of your lungs.

"Oh, my fucking God", you breathe, tears of joy and happiness stinging in your eyes and as soon as Heeseung's gaze falls on your face, worry washes over his soft features.

"I'm okay", you quickly reassure him, using your free hand to grab his cheek gently, hot tears leaving a burning trail as they slide down your temples, "I promise, these are good tears. I'm just – so happy."

"Me too, princess", Heeseung sighs and you're fascinated by the way you can actually watch a thick veil of tears appear in his big bambi eyes, "this is everything I've ever wanted. Thank you for l-loving me. Thank you so much."

You're so caught up in his sweet words, you barely notice how he slowly starts moving his hips, pulling his length out of your sensitive cunt just enough to elicit a moan from your sore throat, only to firmly thrust himself back inside of you.

It doesn't take him too long to find a steady rhythm, yet his movements seem sloppy and uncoordinated, his moans growing louder and deeper with every single thrust.

"I'm so fucking close, Baby", Heeseung grunts and buries his face in the sweaty crook of your neck, littering the skin in open mouthed kisses, "do you think you can cum with me? Or does it – ngh, fuck – does it hurt too much?"

"Can do it", you whimper and push your hand into his hair, grabbing a fistful of his dark strands and taking a deep breath as you focus on the pressure on your clit.

"That's my good girl", Heeseung presses through gritted teeth and finally pulls away to look at you again, "I'm so proud of you, Baby. My perfect little angel girl. My biggest dream. My first and only love."

And maybe it's all the pent up frustration, anticipation and hope, and maybe it's those last five words of his which finally push you over the edge, but as you stumble head first into yet another orgasm, you simply can't get yourself to care enough.

Despite losing yourself in the sweet waves of your high, you don't let yourself miss the opportunity to finally watch Heeseung reach his own as well, having waited too long to let this particular moment slip through your fingers.

With a row of moans and grunts, his pretty eyes roll into the back of his head, swollen bottom lip firmly pulled between his perfect teeth as he finally cums inside the condom, the sight so beautiful, you wish you could engrave it into your memories forever.

You don't know how much time passes until Heeseung finally gets himself to pull out, the overstimulation becoming too much for the both of you and before you can even think about doing anything, Heeseung comes to lay next to you and quickly pulls you into his arms.

"I love you so much", he whispers and presses a soft kiss to the top of your head, your lids heavy and the exhaustion of the evening finally catching up on you.

"I love you, too, Lee Heeseung", you whisper and reach for his hand, placing it on your cheek, "so much."

And as you slowly drift off into your well deserved sleep, Heeseung can't help but throw how head back as tears of joy and relief finally fight their way out and for the first time in his life something actually feels absolutely right.

He never thought he'd have the chance to build a friendship with you and yet here he is, his biggest dream now reality and after all these years of wondering why life was the way it was, he can't do anything but feel a wave of genuine gratitude fload his system.

You're his.

And he's finally home.

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(A/N: After a whole week of absence, I came back with this big boy and really hope you guys enjoyed it as much as I did. I know some of you might think the sex part was rushed but to me it fits perfectly plus i really wanna write a little more smut in this fic and had to get to the point so yeah 💀 anyway, thank you guys SO much for all the love and support. sending everyone kisses. feedback and reblogs are always appreciated!!! 🥺🩷🧸)

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