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The French Quotes Series ft.Enhypen
The five kings of various kingdoms over a lush piece of earth in the vast land of Paradoxica. Each ruled over their own share of land, passed on to the from generation to generation. Brothers by heart, and not by blood, they often met, one king going into the kingdom of another, drinking and merry making all day, before going back to their duties. The same old schedule, some blood here, some flowers there, and some weddings here and there. But sometimes Cupid takes pity on humans. And luckily for the Kings, he did exactly that.
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Dances Avec Les Etoiles ft. Heeseung
English translation: Dance With the Stars.
Kingdom name: Tarnow
Part 1 || Part 2 || The wedding
Plot: God how boring is love? For Lee Heeseung, it was perhaps the most boring thing in this rotten world. But for his parents, it meant buisness. And buisness meant getting Heeseung married off to a princess from another kingdom. And when the princess shares a peculiar interest, Heeseung starts to believe in Cupid again.
Status: Completed
A La Folie ft. Jay
English translation: To insanity.
Kingdom name: Vadronia
Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 || The Wedding
Plot: Wounds came and went. All in the circle of life am I right? The greatest warrior among all the kings, Park Jay. For him, seeing blood was like seeing the sky. It was a daily routine which he could not escape. Yes sometimes he had grave injuries, which he wouldn't stop to take care of, with him being a workaholic. But sometimes healers do more than heal physical wounds, and for Jay, you did exactly that.
Status: Completed
Mon coure t'appartient ft. Jake
English Translation: My heart is yours.
Kingdom name: Crasmere
Plot: Young love was so beautiful. And Jake believed in it so much. He believed in love perhaps a lot more than his brothers did. And it made sense, when you looked at his kingdom, which housed the most happiest people in the land. Unfortunately, Jake's best friend, was a sceptic, refusing to believe that love existed, even though she had hidden her feeling since the age of eleven. Well I wonder what Cupid has in store for these lovesick idiots.
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Avec toi, je suis moi ft. Sunghoon
English translation: With you, I am me.
Kingdom name: Isernia
Plot: Ice Prince. The coldest person in all of the land. Sombre expression on his face, cold eyes always present. No one could really read Park Sunghoon. Well almost no one. And when you came into his life, a kind of warmth wrapped around his coldness, and to his surprise, it felt good.
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Le monde est a nous ft. Sunoo
English translation: The world is ours.
Kingdom name: Lanark
Plot: Why must love always be so slow? Why can't it be completed In a fraction of a second, like a firecracker bursting? That was the question forever present in Kim Sunoo's mind. Yes he believed in love, but he never really understood, that it wasn't all roses and chocolates and kisses. Until you, the bane of his existence came into his life and taught by, second by second, what it meant to love a human, like a human.
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skin on skin p2
PAIRING ➩ jake x reader
WARNINGS ➩ mentions of abuse and religious topics in a negative light, smut lol, NOT PROOFREAD AT ALL LOL
WC ➩ 11.1k
AUTHORS NOTE ➩ honestly i rlly loved skin on skin and never planned to write a sequel but since it was heavily requested i tried! im not a huge fan of it and it’s a bit slow and boring at times but hopefully you enjoy and it answers some of the questions you had about what happens to them afterwards! if you want more specifics feel free to leave me an ask but there won’t be a part 3 so plz don’t request one lol. happy holidays everybody
Despite spending almost all of your formative years day dreaming what it would be like to be away from home, how the outside world would feel fresh and new and beautiful, you weren’t fully prepared for just how different it could possibly be.
It hadn’t been long now since you’d left, evident by Jake’s lip still cracking and bleeding every time he managed to smile too wide.
Still, he was managing far better than you and you were almost a little jealous considering his ability to socialize and adapt to your surroundings every new place you ended up in.
Taking now as a prime example as you observed your surroundings with a slight frown on your face. You were sat in an old diner with lights that made a low buzzing noise and windows fogged up by the cold that settled in with the night. Your hands were nervously playing with the paper from your straw, anxiously ripping it into smaller and smaller pieces so you had something to keep you occupied.
Jake was a few feet away, sat on a stool at the bar and leaning over it with a bright smile on his face, chatting animatedly with the older women behind the counter and shoving his finger against the map out in front of him every few seconds as he was trying to understand the directions she was helping him with.
You thought it was interesting how much he seemed to fit in out here.
The town you were currently in wasn’t far from where you’d grown up but it was almost triple in size, actual buildings and businesses just outside the diner and small crowds of people wandering around in suits and modern clothing. It felt like a new world and your head was hurting from the constant buzz of noise and movements.
All your life you’d longed for something interesting, for any moment to catch your attention long enough to help you forget where you were and now you finally had a steady stream of these distractions and you didn’t quite know what to do with them.
You looked back up towards Jake and saw him already watching you, a worried expression on his bruised face that slowly melted into a smile as he gave you an encouraging thumbs up.
Your lips curled up slightly and you gave him a small nod of approval back.
Despite your constant worrying and doubt about leaving home, or more literally running away from home, the one thing you hadn’t second thought was who you were doing it with.
Feeling an ice cold hand placed on your arm, you whipped your body around in defense and laid with your back pressed firmly against the mud, hands raised in preparation to fight off whoever had approached you in the field.
You dropped your hands with a cry when you saw it was just Jake standing over you, his eyes wide in fear and hands raised in surrender and an attempt to soothe your sudden panic. He relaxed at the sight of your relieved eyes but then immediately tensed up again when you started to sob.
You sat up to look at him closer, cupping his injured face in your shaking hands and frowning deeply.
He’d never seen you this vulnerable or lost and he felt a deep pit settle into his stomach at the way you shook your head in denial and cried looking at him. He wasn’t quite sure what the full extent of his injuries were but he imagined they couldn’t be pleasant judging by your extreme reaction.
“We have to go.” He was whispering and you kept shaking your head, looking at him in confusion and caressing his face with your cold thumbs.
“Go where Jake?” You said in bewilderment, looking around the area you were in and shrugging. “We have no where to go, and nothing with us.”
He was kneeling down into the mud so he could be closer to you, not minding the way it squished and soaked into, what was now, his only pair of jeans.
“You have me.” His voice was stern and sincere, needing you to trust and understand that what he was saying was the truth. It wasn’t safe to stay where you were and you’d have to take your chances elsewhere to avoid what was coming your way.
“They followed me out of the house.” He was continuing and although you had suspected as much, knowing there was no way he had talked himself out of that situation, your stomach still clenched in fear. “It’ll be worse when they find us.”
You weren’t sure how it could be worse considering the current state of him. Jake’s face was swollen and already starting to bruise, his lip busted with blood dripping down onto his sweater.
Despite a few days passing now and healing the most extreme of his injuries, you still cringed at the memory and your face pulled into a grimace as you looked back down at your hands.
“We get people like you in here all the time.” A sudden voice was snapping you out of your thoughts and your head shot up to see a boy around your age with an apron on his waist. He was standing next to your table and looking over at Jake, the same way you were.
“Excuse me?” Your tone was harsh and he glanced at you for a second before sliding into the booth across from you.
“Hey, relax. I didn’t mean anything bad.” His voice was hushed and casual, spiking irritation in you. You wondered if this is how all teenage boys spoke in the real world. “That’s my mom over there. We live above the diner.”
He lifted a hand over his shoulder to point at the woman Jake was talking to, who apparently was the owner on top of being a waitress. You looked back at the boy and your eyes went to his name tag.
“Bob?” You questioned him with a raised eyebrow and he let out a laugh at your deadpan expression.
“It’s actually Heeseung.” He explained and when you looked more confused he continued. “Bob’s sick so I’m filling in.”
You didn’t say anything after that, just humming in understanding and avoiding looking at him. You were mentally willing that Jake would hurry back so he could take over the social interaction.
“I really didn’t meant to offend you. I just meant that we see kids from the villages all the time.” He was speaking in a kinder tone now but you looked back up in surprise at his words.
“You can tell?” You whispered and leaned forward with your elbows on the table, looking around slightly in panic. It was already alarming enough to think you were radiating runaway vibes but it also didn’t help to think about all the kids before you that had ended up at this same place.
“Not really.” He rushed to assure and his big eyes widened in alarm at your sudden change of demeanor. “I just heard your boyfriend asking about the bus stop.”
You nodded at his explanation, relaxing slightly at his words but being a bit awkward at the label he had applied to Jake. He seemed to notice and his eyebrow quirked up.
“Not boyfriend then.” You couldn’t tell what his tone was implying but you furrowed your eyebrows into a glare and watched him carefully.
Thankfully Jake was finally heading over then, you could see him approaching from over Heeseung’s shoulder and he froze for a second when he realized you weren’t sitting alone anymore.
Heeseung was sat where he’d been sitting so he slid into the seat next to you, pressing close so your thighs and shoulders were touching each other. He didn’t look too worried at the sudden appearance of the boy despite your own hesitance.
“I’m Jake.” He greeted casually and he stuck his hand out across the table. Heeseung looked down at it for a second in surprise and you suddenly realized how aged the two of you might seem compared to normal teenagers. Still, the strange boy shook Jake’s hand happily and smiled across the table.
“Nice to meet you dude.” He grinned and looked over at you, making you realize you hadn’t offered your name to him at any point. You mumbled it and he nodded appreciatively.
“His mom, the owner, said they have a place for kids who leave the neighboring towns to stay overnight.” Jake was speaking in a calm tone from next to you and you glanced over at him with widened eyes.
Despite your annoyance with the boy across from you, it suddenly made sense why he had approached you in the first place.
“She told me all about the bus stops like we needed but I figured it’d be good to have somewhere to sleep for a few days that wasn’t a bench.” He looked nervous as he spoke like he was worried you’d scold him for making his own version of a plan.
Heeseung on the other hand looked awkward for other reasons, the mention of your homelessness saddening him.
“That sounds great Jake.” You smiled warmly at him, eyes tired as you placed a reassuring hand on his bouncing knee. “Thank you.”
“My mom lets people who stay with us work in the diner if they’d like.” Heeseung was talking again, more sheepish this time. “You don’t have to but she’ll pay you, then you’ll be able to travel easier.”
For the first time since leaving home you felt a small surge of hope as the two boys spoke and you almost welled up in tears at the kindness you were experiencing. You felt happy that other people like you and Jake had found this place and you felt sadness that some might not have.
You harbored these thoughts for the rest of the evening, even after Heeseung’s mom was done with her shift and flipping off the open sign on the diner window. She ushered the three of you into a back hallway with a warm smile and you followed in contemplative silence down it and up the staircase at the end, giving Jake small nods every time he glanced back to make sure you were okay.
The apartment wasn’t large but it was nice and home like, comfortable seatings in every corner and pots and pans sprawled about the kitchen like they’d left in a hurry after breakfast.
She showed you that the couch pulled into a springy bed for you and Jake to sleep on and you almost smiled at the slight blush that brought to his cheeks. She gave you a knowing glance and you faltered away from her gaze.
You were making the bed with the blankets she’d lent you, Jake and Heeseung off in his room after he excitedly exclaimed he had something to show Jake that he just couldn’t miss out on.
“Are you settling in okay?” Ms. Lee’s voice was startling you and you looked up at her from where she stood in the doorway, adorned in pajamas and a robe.
You briefly considered the fact you’d never once seen your own mother in such a casual state, although there was hundreds of obvious differences between the two.
Not fully trusting yourself to speak still, you nodded your head at her appreciatively and smoothed out the final blanket you had just laid down.
“Come here and I’ll make you some hot chocolate.” She was instructing kindly and you awkwardly followed her a few feet away into the connected kitchen, sitting down at the small table as she started to rummage through the cupboards. “I’m sure this must all be so overwhelming.”
“A bit.” You answered her after a few seconds of hesitation, your voice quiet and not quite sounding like yourself.
“You’ve made it this far.” She was continuing and you cocked your head at her although she wasn’t facing you and couldn’t see. She seemed to anticipate your reaction however and went on to explain. “Leaving is the hardest part.”
“When did you leave?”
She was turning around in surprise at your question but she didn’t look upset or offended that you had somehow managed to realize she also was from one of the villages. After her look of surprise faded away she gave you a small proud smile and sat at the table across from you.
“All these years I’ve been doing this and you’re the first person to figure me out.” She had a small teasing tone and you managed to smile at her.
“19 years ago I left.” She said it slowly like she was waiting for you to piece it together and you did immediately, parting your lips in surprise.
Your eyes shot to the fridge briefly, seeing photos of her and a small baby then more of the two of them as Heeseung continued to grow and she continued to age.
“I fell inlove,” She began hesitantly, like she hadn’t spoken it aloud before. “And then I found out I was pregnant. I could only hide it for so long of course and by the time they found out it was too late. But my father told me I would have the baby and then they’d give him away, we’d never tell anybody.”
You were nodding as she spoke, watching her as she stood up again at the sound of the water filter stopping and she began to pour your drinks while continuing her story.
“I said okay, of course. I was young and didn’t think there was anywhere to go but then I saw him.” She shrugged with a sad laugh and paused in her motions, taking a second to breathe. “I held him for three seconds before they took him away but that was all I needed.”
When she turned back towards you she gave you a smile and you returned it, graciously accepting the warm mug she was handing you as she sat back down.
She didn’t continue and you didn’t ask her any questions or pry for more specifics, details on how she managed to get out with Heeseung. You imagined that was where the story got ugly for most people, including yourself.
You thought back to the bruises on Jake’s face and body and you wondered what she thought when she saw him. Did it phase her or did most runaways come through looking how he did, or maybe even worse off. How many kids got to this point and then turned around, accepting the fate of returning home?
Echoes of Jake’s voice carried down the hallway, his laughter and teasing tone as he joked back and forth with Heeseung and you felt yourself tear up at how carefree and happy he sounded.
You weren’t sure he’d ever felt like that before but even worse, if he would again for a long time.
“You should go and check on him.” Ms. Lee was whispering and patting your hand, a knowing look on her face when you glanced up at her with wet eyes. You nodded and went to stand up before hesitating.
“Thank you.” You whispered back to her with full sincerity, voice cracking around the word and she didn’t reply verbally, giving you a smile and a nod.
Your heart was pounding as you walked down the hallway. There was only two doors at the end and one of them was open with bright lights pouring out so you assumed that was the one they were currently in. When you turned the corner into the doorway, you froze for a few seconds.
The boys were sat on Heeseung’s carpeted floor with something in between them, laughing so hard their breaths were catching in their throats and you watched Jake give him a playful shove on the shoulder at something the other boy was saying.
Heeseung’s room was basically a cluster of all sorts of games and media, things you didn’t recognize but you could imagine were well known considering the sheer amount of merchandise he had.
You could see colorful superhero’s and toy cars, a bookshelf overflowing with books and more little knick knacks. You thought back to your room, grey and barren other than the bible on your nightstand and your stomach turned.
Then Heeseung’s eyes were bouncing up towards you and he faltered as he noticed your sudden appearance. “Oh hey.”
Jake was looking over his shoulder in confusion and his smile dropped when he saw you, eyebrows furrowing in worry as he stood from the carpet and approached you in a hurry. His hands went to your crossed arms, holding you delicately and peering down at you.
“What’s wrong?” He whispered and you shook your head, confused when you realized you were crying.
You tried to tell him that it was nothing and reassure him he could go back to hanging out with Heeseung, who was cautiously watching the two of you, but your voice made no noise so you just parted your mouth in muted silence.
Jake was frowning and petting your hair gently. “Hey let’s finish up tomorrow.”
You felt guilty as you heard Heeseung agree and bid the two of you goodnight, only getting worse when Jake started to lead you down the hallway and back out into the living room with gentle hands.
Ms. Lee was already out of the kitchen and the mugs were cleaned up, small circles of left over hot chocolate residue being the only evidence of your talk.
Jake helped you into bed and pulled the covers over you before walking around to the other side and crawling in next to you. He tugged his sweater off, leaving him in a white t-shirt, and laid down on his side so he could face you.
“What happened?” He whispered and you let out a small sob, laying on your back so you didn’t have to look at him. “Y/N, what happened?”
“I don’t know.” You whispered and you genuinely meant it. You weren’t sure when or why you’d started to cry, before this week it was extremely rare you’d get to such a point of emotion. “How are you so good at this?”
He let out a soft laugh and you glanced at him finally, frowning at his gentle expression and shifting your body so you could be closer to him.
“Are you kidding? This is terrifying.” He was scooting forward with you, pressed against your side now and whispering next to your ear.
You smiled through your tears at his statement, rolling on your side so you could face him better. You cupped his face when you turned, thumb rubbing softly over his bruise cheek.
“Doesn’t hurt anymore.” He whispered and you nodded softly despite not fully believing him. You saw the way he tongued at the cut on his lip and winced every time he got dressed in the morning. You couldn’t believe somebody could ever want to hurt a person like Jake.
Even now as you leaned up to kiss him, you could hear the slight hiss of pain at the feeling of your lips pressed onto his. He ignored it and surged forward into you, happily accepting the pain that came along with being close to you again.
You hadn’t had any down time since leaving, sometimes holding hands while you waited at bus stops or pecking him goodnight before you curled into each other and slept close to remain warm.
But kissing him now felt different in the same ways it felt familiar and you leaned into him again desperately at the sudden comfort that washed over you. Despite the absolute mess of a week you were having and your entire life being flipped upside down, Jake was here and he understood exactly what you felt.
He’d come with you instead of taking his punishment and staying home. It wasn’t safe there but neither was what you were doing, living from place to place with no steady food source or warm bed to sleep in as the winter approached rapidly.
Yet he was still here with you and still doing things that were strange and confusing for him. Just like you, Jake had never had to work, never taken a bus or been in a city with more than 700 people. He was waking up each day and holding more conversations than he’d had his entire life and trying to figure out the safest option for the both of you.
You wanted him to understand you were beyond thankful for him and everything he was doing although you had a habit of falling short on words.
One of his hands went to your hair, keeping you pressed against him and you felt a small spark of satisfaction in your stomach at the reminder of who exactly you were kissing. Less than two weeks ago he hadn’t even been able to hold your hand and now he was frantically keeping you tugged against him.
Your hands went around his back and you bunched up his thin shirt in a tight fist, shuffling even closer to him as you took a deep breath and kept kissing.
He was sitting up just a bit so he could lean over you and you heard a soft whine escape his throat as he tried to deepen the kiss. You stopped and tapped him on his back which caused him to immediately pull away with a frown.
“We can’t baby.” You shook your head and his frown deepened. You felt his hand that was in your hair twitch like he was going to instinctively curl it up before remembering it’s placement.
“I can keep quiet.” His voice had taken a soft pleading tone and you felt him lowering himself again, although this time he was half way on top of your body. He leaned back in to kiss you and you accepted habitually.
This kiss was deep from the start, your heads turning and pulling each other in with a fever that only time could bring. You let yourself lick into his mouth just to hear his soft little gasp before pulling back again.
“Please.” He was whispering into your mouth before you could reject him again and your resolve faltered slightly.
You hummed as you considered your current situation and what he was asking. Heeseung and his mom were quite a bit away, all the way out of the living and kitchen and down the long hallway. But the apartment was still small and you were guest.
“What do you want baby?” You questioned him gently, touching his face again and he immediately was pushing against your hand and letting out a shaky breath.
“Please.” He didn’t say anything else for a second and you almost told him to word it clearly before you realized he was completely lowering himself now so you could feel him against you.
Your mouth parted in understanding at the hardness that was now pressed against your stomach and he flushed bright red, hiding his face in your neck in a familiar position. Your hand that was still on his back, gripping his shirt, rubbed it softly and he groaned in embarrassment.
For a moment you wanted to tease him, make him feel more humiliated for getting hard after barely kissing you. But then he was picking up his head with red cheeks and anticipation in his eyes and you couldn’t help yourself from leaning into him.
He made a small surprised noise at the sudden kiss but happily accepted it.
Your hand went under his shirt to continue rubbing his back and you were suddenly reminded how rare it was you actually felt each others skin. Not to mention you’d only ever seen him without pants, always remaining fully dressed.
He seemed to be having a similar line of thoughts because he was impatiently reaching down in an attempt to tug his shirt off, stopping when you swatted at his hands.
You didn’t want to be in too damning of a position in case Ms. Lee decided she needed a late night glass of water, and you were content with the feeling of his warm skin under your hand as you rubbed his back.
Jake let out a little whine however at your refusal and you licked into his mouth as an apology, knowing he liked that part of kissing the most.
This was evident by the way he immediately bucked against your hip, a soft gasp coming out of his mouth again as he started to hump against you slowly. You lifted your leg slightly so you could push his body over, centering him so he was grinding with you directly and not just your hip.
“You’re so cute.” You mumbled into the kiss when his whole body twitched at the switch of position, freezing for a moment at the feeling. “You’d let me have you right here, wouldn’t you?”
He was nodding quickly and pulling back to look at you more clearly, trying to determine if you were serious with hooded eyes and swollen lips. The smile on your face told him you were just teasing and he groaned.
“We can’t baby I’m sorry.” You were mock pouting at him and caressing his bruised cheek. “What if Heeseung heard?”
He froze at the mention of the other teenage boy and you were intrigued by his extreme reaction. You’d just been explaining casually but he seemed to have already considered this judging by the way he awkwardly avoided your gaze now.
At first you wondered if he was jealous at the idea of it, curious if he had a possessive side to him at all. But then you were shifting underneath him and you suddenly realized he was throbbing as he was pressed against you, his face flushed with embarrassment.
“Would you like that?” You whispered and he winced, still not looking at you. “You want him to hear?”
He didn’t say anything but you knew you were right, he was just too ashamed to admit. Maybe he wasn’t able to read your tone and was worried that was a line you didn’t want to cross, a bad thing to suggest.
You attempted to reassure him silently by rubbing his back again and shifted your hips so he would lower himself onto you once more, guiding him by doing that until he was finally moving again. He took a stuttered breath as he continued to grind against you.
“Would you let him touch me or just watch?” You were suddenly whispering and he looked flustered at the fact you were bringing it up again.
“N-no touching.” He sounded pained at the thought and you almost laughed, answering your previous question about possessiveness.
You hummed and kissed him again and he happily accepted. Your leg was coming up to wrap around his waist so he was pressing against you more and you almost let out a sound of your own at the feeling. For a moment you considered indulging his earlier request and letting him touch you.
“Only you can touch me right?” He was nodding and kissing against your mouth desperately as you spoke, making it difficult to get the words out. “But he can watch.”
He paused again to look at you, breathing hard as he kept rubbing himself against you and trying to hold in his noises. He glanced down the hallway towards Heeseung’s room and another wave of interest washed over you. You weren’t sure if it was being watched that he liked or specifically by his new friend.
“You like him?” You whispered in question, pushing his shirt up off his back and waiting for him to get the hint and pull it over his head. You wanted to sit back and look at him now that he was shirtless but you kept eye contact as you waited for him to answer.
He shrugged and blushed. “No, I don’t know. He called you pretty earlier and it made me think.”
“Do you think I’m pretty?” You quirked up an eyebrow and he nodded immediately, eyes shooting down to your lips briefly.
“So pretty.” His voice was a whisper like he hadn’t even meant to say it and you smiled at him and the way he was looking around at all the features on your face. He had stopped moving against you to look at you but neither of you noticed. “I just wanted to like… I don’t know.”
“Show him that you got me?” You tried to finish his sentence since he obviously had no clue how to describe the thoughts he was having and he looked relieved as you put it into words, nodding his head and leaning back down so he could kiss you again.
The kiss was slower and more sweet, taking little breaks and drinking in being close to each other. Your hand on his back moving suddenly reminded you that he was shirtless and you paused.
He watched you in confusion when you pulled back from the kiss, tugging the blankets up slightly so you could get a better look at him on top of you.
You knew Jake was fit considering his wide build and legs, assuming his dad had put him to some type of labored work back at his village, but it didn’t make it any less surprising to see all of his chest and stomach bare and pressed against you.
“God you’re pretty too.” You groaned softly and he looked a little unnerved at you using that word, still adjusting to losing his faith. He quickly forgot about it as you spoke again. “I want you to fuck me so bad.”
A deep whine escaped his throat and he dropped his head into your neck again, biting against it to stop himself from crying out as he started to hump you again.
“Do you remember how wet I felt on your fingers?” You were panting as he rocked against you, throbbing in your sweatpants and desperately holding onto his back. “Want you to think about your cock inside me.”
He let out a soft cry into your ear and started to buck into you harder, you were clenching around nothing at the feeling of him, wishing so desperately you were alone so you could finally show him what it felt like to actually feel you.
“It’s so tight and warm Jake.” You kept whispering in his ear despite the fact it was riling him up too much, his noises getting far too loud for the quiet room you were in. “You won’t last two seconds, my poor baby.”
He was suddenly kissing you in an attempt to shut you up and simultaneously mute his own sounds, the thought of stopping because of an interruption making him feel sick to his stomach. He’d never needed you so desperately and your countless attempts to provoke him weren’t helping.
You were surprised at his sudden bold actions but accepted it happily, a small knowing smile on your lips and you kissed him back.
He kept fucking into you, so desperate for relief that he didn’t even realize you clawing against his back, the stinging of your nails hidden underneath the pure pleasure rushing through his veins. You were licking into his mouth desperately and he felt a surge of pride at the fact you were as needy as he always felt.
It wasn’t long after that before he was coming undone on top of you, biting onto your collarbone in an attempt to hold back his deep moans that were barely muffled against your hot skin.
He was collapsing on top of you and you nearly cried out at the sudden loss of contact, tapping his back desperately and waiting for him to pick his head back up and look at you in concern.
“Touch me.” You urged and he looked frightened and confused before nodding and waiting for you to guide him. You took his large hand in yours and pushed it down under the covers, gliding over your panting stomach and into your pants where he was met with your wet and aching core.
He gasped softly and looked at you with wide eyes, not quite understanding why you were suddenly on board with being touched. You realized quickly Jake didn’t understand what it meant for you to cum too, only just doing it for the first time for himself some weeks ago.
You rocked your hips against his hand and he shifted so he could access you more comfortably, laying on his side as he nervously pressed his hand firmly against you.
Humming in approval, you gripped his wrist and helped him move it properly, letting out small whines at the feeling of his thumb on your clit like it had been back in the field. Your free hand was touching him as he laid next to you, rubbing his stomach and chest and drinking in all the bare skin.
He was addicting to touch and be touched by and you wished again, for the dozenth time that night that you were in the position for him to take you fully.
“Put one inside me.” You were gasping out and he looked thrown off by the request, shaking his head softly and watching you in bewilderment. He wasn’t sure what you were exactly referring to but you shifted your hips and spread your legs a bit more so he could feel you and understand.
His mouth was parting in shock as his fingertip was now pressing against your hole and you waited for him to meet your gaze, nodding your head in confirmation.
He trusted you blindly and slowly pressed a finger into you, gasping softly at the feeling of it while you did the same. You always knew his hands were particularly large but you weren’t prepared for how heavy and thick they’d feel on you.
“Oh fuck.” You muttered out and he froze, waiting to see if it was a good exclamation or a negative one. The roll of your hips let him know which and he kept pressing into you, leaning forward so he could kiss you during.
“Be quiet.” He whispered against your lips and another flash of heat passed over you at the command. His voice was genuine when he said it but the slight change of his demeanor made you feel crazy.
You let yourself be slightly distracted by the kiss as he kept pressing his finger into you and moving it experimentally, trying not to panic at the loss of control you were experiencing. You needed to remind yourself that your plan to control and ruin Jake was long over and this was a mutual relationship now.
His free hand was going to your hip that was rocking and moving to try and get him to finger you deeper, holding it down against the bed and giving himself more time to touch you and explore the feeling.
“Spit.” You were whispering into his mouth and he pulled back slightly to look at you in confusion before remembering that day back in his bedroom. He was waiting for you to confirm and you nodded desperately, opening your mouth wide and sticking your tongue out for him to fully get the message.
He sat up a bit more, looking hesitant and awkward but he fulfilled your request and let himself spit into your open mouth. He watched with wide curious eyes as it hit your tongue and a low moan rumbled through your chest, leaning up to kiss him again.
Between the constant feverish kissing, him pressing against you so desperately, and now what was happening now, you knew you were close.
Before you could even manage to warn him, you were finishing around his hands and you vaguely heard him make a soft startled sound, freezing like he was worried he had hurt you somehow. You laughed at his concerned expression through your pants as you tried to catch your breath.
“Are you okay?” He was whispering and you laughed again, closing your eyes and nodding.
He laid down flat on his back next to you and you both fell into silence for a few minutes, falling back to reality. You briefly wondered what he was thinking about during the moments after you did something to this extent and you rolled onto your side so you could wrap an arm across his stomach.
“I should get dressed.” He murmured although he made no attempt at moving. His cheeks were red as he took in his half nudity.
“We need showers.” You scrunched up your nose and he smiled at the expression, only slightly relaxing at your joking tone. “Boys sleep shirtless.” You offered to him.
“Normal boys you mean.” He whispered back after a few seconds of silence and you frowned at him.
“You are normal Jake.” You shook your head and laid it against his chest. You didn’t fully believe your own words but you wanted him to at least hear it. “Anything different about us isn’t our fault.”
“Heeseung’s normal.” He was spitting and despite knowing his anger wasn’t directed towards you, you were still taken back by his tone. He seemed to realize and he sighed.
You felt guilty that you hadn’t realize how much it was bothering him to be around somebody his own age, something who lived a different life.
“Nobody’s normal Jake.” Your tone was stern but not scolding and you felt him take another deep breath. Your hand was resting on his side and taping the warm skin softly. “Everybody has their shit.”
He didn’t say anything after that and you let the conversation die, hoping some part of what you said had stuck with him. If you were going to stay here for a few days you didn’t want him overthinking the entire time and driving himself crazy with insecurities.
Eventually you felt his breathing slow underneath your cheek as he fell asleep. You nuzzled into his chest contently before quickly following his lead.
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By the time you woke up, Jake was gone and the blankets were pulled up tight around you. You felt panicked for a few seconds, jolting upright with a gasp before your eyes landed on a surprised Heeseung who was stood in the kitchen.
He was frozen in his pajamas, fuzzy pants with a yellow bear printed all over them, holding a bowl of cereal. He had paused mid bite at your sudden movements and you groaned and rubbed your eyes.
“Where is he?” You murmured, voice groggy with sleep.
He didn’t ask for any clarification, automatically knowing who you were referencing. “He helped my mom open this morning.”
You nodded and didn’t say anything else, pulling Jake’s discarded sweater over your head and climbing out of bed. Heeseung continued to eat his cereal in the kitchen as you moved until he noticed you staring at the couch bed in confusion.
“I’ll put it away until tonight.” He assured and you glanced back at him. “Go on and head down.”
You wanted to thank him, maybe engage in conversation about Jake and find a way to let him know your concerns. Despite your lack of trust initially, you had a good feeling about Heeseung and his mom and you imagined he’d be willing to tone it down for Jake’s adjustment.
Instead of doing any of that, you only managed to hum in appreciate. He smiled at you knowingly and you shyed away from it, heading down the stairs swiftly.
When you made your way down into the diner you were greeted with a few people sat around the shop, one or two families filling up the tables and some singular men at the counter drinking coffee.
You stood in the doorway for a moment when you spotted Jake, watching him swiftly make his way around the area in a white apron. He was smiling at the kids eating as he delivered them a plate full of pancakes, refilling the parents mugs casually after. He looked natural doing something so foreign to him and you felt more pride than jealously this time.
Eventually he noticed you observing him and he gave you a soft smile, flushing bright red after a few seconds like he was remembering parts of last night.
You weren’t exactly sure what part he was more embarrassed by but you liked the pink tint to his face.
“Did you want to help him?” Heeseung’s mom was suddenly appearing behind you and you jumped at the sound of her voice, shooting out of the doorway and awkwardly letting her walk pass.
“Oh I.. I’m not sure.” You hesitantly shuffled in place and she glanced at you with a warm look that gave you a weird pit in your stomach.
“I could use some help in the kitchen.” She was putting away something underneath the counter as she spoke but you could tell she was being purposefully casual in her offer, not wanting you to think she was pitying you for your obvious lack of social skills.
Despite the initial urge to scowl at her, to explode with anger at the fact she was offering you something so gentle and kind, you managed to accept.
Three days passed like that, you helping out in the kitchen while Jake (and occasionally Heeseung when he got bored) tended to customers and the register.
At night you’d all eat together, drinking hot chocolate and you’d sit back and smile silently at the way the boys laughed and teased each other. Then you and Jake would tuck into bed and talk about your days, sleeping against his chest like you were two regular people living regular lives.
On the fourth day, you woke up and did the same routine but you knew it was different. The others seemed to notice it too and everybody was unusually silent, moving around each other like it was habit now but not laughing and talking anymore.
You went through the day with the silent knowledge that it would be your last with the Lee’s. They’d been beyond generous and you almost denied the amount Ms. Lee was offering you and Jake for the work you were doing.
You knew it was probably more than she’d pay an actual employee but she pushed it into your hand and cupped them in hers softly while you shook your head with watery eyes.
Heeseung was approaching you before the last shift ended and you tried not to focus in on his shaking hands and furrowed eyebrows. You set down the rag you were wiping the counter with and gave him your full attention.
“I’ve been through this enough times to know you guys are leaving.” He was starting in a low voice and you felt a weird turn in your stomach.
You hadn’t considered much how many connections he made throughout his life that didn’t last. You wondered at what age he started to realize that the people that stayed with them were never going to last, you felt a fondness building at the fact he was still so willing to bond with you and Jake despite this.
“I just wanted to let you know that if things don’t work out, or they get too hard out there, you can come back here.” His words were quiet but sincere. You knew Jake was listening in from a few feet away and you saw him hang his head out of the corner of your eye. “You can always come back here.”
“We will.” You were whispering back and he looked at you finally. “I promise we will.”
“And we will call you whenever we get to where we are going.” Jake was speaking suddenly but Heeseung didn’t look surprised at the fact he was listening, just nodding his head.
You were rounding the counter before you even processed your feet were moving, pulling Heeseung in by his shoulder and hugging him tightly. He accepted it immediately, letting out a shuttered breath and patting your back.
You didn’t want to cry so you pulled away quickly, letting Jake hug him as soon as you finished.
The day finished up quickly after that and before you even registered what was happening, you and Jake were stood at the bus stop with the Lee’s who offered you a ride last minute. You both had gifted backpacks on your shoulders and your body felt heavier than usual.
Ms. Lee was hugging you goodbye when she whispered in your ear softly. “The hardest parts over.”
You hesitated as you pulled away from her, giving her a close lipped smile and a nod, knowing if you spoke you’d burst into tears.
Neither of you said anything as you got on the bus, moving in silence as Jake took your bags and placed them in the cubby underneath your seats. He watched you as you sat down next to the window before taking his spot beside you. His hand was coming up to grab yours and you shakily took it, trying to ignore the fact Heeseung was standing outside on the platform as he watched you go.
“Are we doing the right thing?” You eventually whispered to him, a few hours into the drive. His head was laid on your shoulder and for a moment you were worried he had fallen asleep.
“I don’t know.” His answer was honest and you were glad, not in the mood for any false hope.
“I imagine we got lucky this time.” His voice was low and you felt his hand come up to rest on your knee. “But we are going to try our best.”
You hummed in agreement and put your hand on top of his, squeezing it affectionately and shifting so you could rest your head onto his. You were suddenly exhausted and coming to the realization that most of the other passengers were already asleep.
You briefly wondered where they were all heading to, if anybody was feeling as confused and lost as you were or if they knew exactly what to do once they got off the bus.
Most were probably heading home for the holidays, something you’d been trying to avoid thinking about ever since you left despite the cold weather serving as a constant reminder to what time of year it was.
Like always you waited for Jake to fall asleep first, listening for his breaths to shallow out and for his chest to slowly rise and fall. It was, for some reason, easier for you when he drifted off first. Maybe it gave you some time to think about things without the guilt of checking out of conversations or maybe it was just easier for you to focus when you knew he was safe and not going anywhere.
After you were sure he was asleep you slowly managed to follow him into a deep dreamless night.
By the time you woke up, it was still dark outside the bus windows but you could see it slowly lightening as the sun started to rise. People around you were shuffling off exhaustion in their seats and preparing to deboard.
You looked over at Jake to see him already awake, eyes puffy from sleep as he looked out the window with a melancholy expression. You were tapping his arm instinctively and he glanced at you, face widening into a soft smile at your tired expression.
“Only like ten more minutes he said.” His voice was low but you nodded at him, tugging your sleeves down and preparing to go back out into the cold.
Once you got off the bus you felt a bit disoriented. Your previous stop was bigger than home but definitely manageable, still considered a small town to most people in the world and home like. Now you were definitely branched out and this city was large and bustling like nothing you’d ever seen.
Because the cold bite to the weather, you and Jake had mutually agreed to put some of the money you earned into a long stay hotel.
You felt slightly sick handing over money to the woman behind the check in desk, only worsening when she gave you a curious expression and asked if you wanted one bed or two.
You didn’t look back at Jake as you mumbled to her you only needed one, holding onto the straps of your backpack awkwardly for the rest of the interaction and as you made your way down the hallway.
“Home sweet home.” You muttered with a sigh as you propped the door open, tossing your backpack over onto the chair in the corner and sitting on the bed with a bounce. It squeaked underneath you as you jumped slightly and Jake smiled at you.
“It’s not that bad.” He reasoned and you weren’t sure if he was serious or just trying to cheer you up.
You laid back onto the bed completely, crawling up so you could be against the pillows and sighing again as your back cracked uncomfortably from the bus ride. Jake was getting the memo and pulling the blinds closed, kicking off his shoes and joining you in the bed.
Your body was feeling slight resistance at the fact you were back in bed so early in the morning but you pushed your routined mind to quiet down as you tried to rest again.
“When we wake up I say we go for a celebratory dinner.” Jake’s tone was hushed but you could tell he was smiling.
You didn’t say anything but you laid flat on your back and scooted closer to him. He was laying on his side and watching you with a careful expression, like he was still cautious of your reactions sometimes.
Taking his hand softly, you wrapped it around your stomach so he could hold onto you and you nuzzled into his chest with your side. He looked pleasantly surprised at your sudden incline in affection and squeezed your side appreciatively.
“We have three weeks here before we need to pay any more. I think we can find work before then.” He was whispering now that you were pressed up against him, his chest vibrating your shoulder as he talked in a low tone.
“So we are staying here?” You hadn’t really considered settling down anywhere for some reason and the thought threw you.
It was like your mind was still thinking this was all temporary, that at the end of this trip you’d return back home and back to your miserable lives.
He was shrugging against you and you glanced at him, seeing his hesitant and awkward expression. You felt guilty that he was still so cautious around you and you wanted to tell him that’s not what you meant, you weren’t trying to scold him for his suggestion.
Instead, words always falling short for you, you leaned down to press him into a kiss.
He was taken back for a few seconds, not at all expecting you to move let alone touch him, but then he was immediately pushing back into you and accepting your sudden kiss. You kissed for a few dozen seconds, slow and innocent until he instinctively squeezed his hand that was around your side.
You pulled back to look at him and his eyes were shooting all around you face, breathing slightly hard as you watched him sink back into that familiar headspace.
“Take your shirt off.” It wasn’t worded as a question but you raised your eyebrow so he would understand he could say no, this was his chance to deny you.
Of course he didn’t, shooting up immediately and tugging his hoodie and shirt over his head. His fluffy hair was left a mess from his haste to remove them and you glanced down at his chest for a while before saying anything.
Then you were shifting slightly and following suit, pulling your sweater off and trying hard to not flush at the sudden widening of his eyes and mouth. He was looking at you intensely and then looking away like he wasn’t sure he was supposed to be seeing you shirtless. You almost laughed at him as his hands started to shake from their place on the bed.
“Kiss me.” You instructed and after a few seconds of bewildered hesitance he was following your orders.
Your hands went around his back, his warm skin under your palms getting goosebumps at the feeling of your icy hands. He wasn’t touching you at first, hesitating and hovering over parts of your body like he’d burn up if he touched any part of your skin.
Eventually he was resting them on your hips, touching your pant waistline instead of your shirtless top half and you almost scolded him before deciding against it.
You led his body so he’d lay back down with you, placing him on his back and crawling over him so your body was sprawled on his. He groaned slightly into your mouth as you pressed your weight down on top of him and it sent an ache to your core.
He’d stopped kissing you to try and process the feeling of your bare chest pressed tightly on his and you frowned slightly, kissing his parted lips and trying to get him focused back on you. Slowly but surely he was out of his trance and aggressively connecting your lips again, a hand coming up to your hair as he cupped the back of your head.
“Jake.” You gasped into his mouth and he tensed for a few seconds before humming in question. “Please touch me.”
He was pulling back in confusion, hesitance on his face when he glanced down at your bodies and tried to understand what part of yours you were referring to. You laughed softly at his expression and gestured to your exposed skin as an answer.
His pretty face was flushing bright red as he nodded with a suddenly determined look on his face, you found it cute he was seemingly preparing himself to touch you.
You kissed him again to try and keep his mind off of it for now, letting him push back into you and turn his head slightly so you could kiss deeper and deeper. Jake’s movements were quick and eager, desperate for you to keep going even when he wasn’t quite sure where you were planning to take things during times like this.
His blind trust in you felt good and you felt a sick sense of satisfaction at the knowledge he’d do anything you asked with little to no question.
His big warm hands were touching you finally now, spread against your back in a stiff position as he tried to get used to being with you like this. You could tell he wasn’t focusing on kissing anymore and just mindlessly following along as he started to rub your skin with a new found fascination.
“Quit being so cute.” You mumbled against his mouth and he breathed a laugh.
“Can’t help it.” He teased back and he was pleased when you chuckled softly, rarely laughing in general let alone at one of his jokes. “I could do this forever.”
His sudden confession stumped you and you tried to not visibly show the affect him saying that had on you, a soft blush rising to your cheeks. He didn’t even seem to register what he was saying, mindlessly speaking in a content tone as the two of you laid close together.
“Forevers a long time.” You whispered back eventually and you kissed him again briefly, shifting on top of him so he could breathe a little. He wasn’t complaining about your weight on him at all, liking the feeling of being underneath you.
“Not nearly long enough if you ask me.” He was blushing too now and you were sure the pair of you looked like any regular couple on vacation, in love with no responsibilities and naive to the world around you.
“Do you mean that?” A wave of insecurity hit you when you asked and he looked at you incredulously, like he couldn’t fathom why you wouldn’t believe him.
He was kissing your forehead in a manner far sweeter than what you were just doing, a hand leaving your back to brush your hair from your face gently and cup your cheek. It was strange being on the receiving end of movements you normally did to him, tensing slightly as he touched you. “Why wouldn’t I mean that?”
“I don’t know.” You shrugged and mumbled although you certainly did have an idea of where your thought process was stemming from. You remembered who he was briefly, the knowledge you could tell him and he wouldn’t judge you or get upset resurfacing. “I’m the only one you’ve even been with.”
“So you think I picked you because you were there and taught me stuff?” He whispered in an understanding tone, trying to make sense of what you were implying without being accusatory.
You nodded hesitantly and he frowned, caressing your cheek. It was strange to be so vulnerable for you and you hoped he wasn’t too thrown off by your change of demeanor, feeling stupid suddenly for pausing your actions to bring this up.
He was kissing you again, quickly like he was trying to ground you back to reality and you met his gaze.
“I’d choose you no matter the circumstances.” He finally said and your eyes softened at his firm voice that left no room for question. “If we met 100 years from now I would have chose you.”
“That’s dramatic.” You smiled down at him and his thumb was wiping high up on your cheekbone, making you realize you’d been teary eyed. “What if you were married?”
He pretended to think for a few seconds, raising an eyebrow in contemplation before smiling and flipping you over so he was on top of you now. You were laughing as you turned, a big toothy grin on your face at his antics and he steadied himself over you.
“If I was married,” He started and you nodded in anticipation, biting your lip to stop from smiling at him. “Well I wouldn’t marry anybody but you.”
You groaned at his cop out answer and he leaned down to kiss your nose as it scrunched up. “That’s cheating, answer like you’re married.”
“Tell me what you’d do.” You rolled your eyes as he changed the subject onto you but you still genuinely thought it over, watching him with a careful expression.
He was still leaning over you with a smile on his face, his cheeks slightly red from blushing earlier or maybe the cold. His hair was flopping into his forehead and you briefly wondered if he’d ever worn his hair like this before you met, before you left home.
“I’d only marry you too.” You were whispering and his smile fell slightly as he looked at the serious expression on your face. Then it was coming back and he was attacking your face with his lips causing you to squeal and move around frantically underneath him.
After his attack he was kissing you normally and you took in a deep breath, wrapping your arms around his back and hugging him tight against you.
You kissed like that for a while longer, weirdly slow and sweet unlike every time previously and you felt slightly giddy at the innocence of just wanting to be close to each other despite being the most naked you’d ever been together.
“Let’s go get dinner.” You were saying into a kiss after a bit had passed and he nodded his head, kissing you one more time before sitting up and helping you do the same.
He didn’t look at you as you moved from under him and stood beside the bed, trying to find your discarded shirt that got lost somewhere in the covers. You watched him avoid your side of the room with a half smirk, wondering if he had looked at you at all this entire time.
The two of you finished getting dressed, wrapping your scarf tightly around Jake’s neck before you went, and found your way back outside.
The city was busy and you awkwardly joined into the flow of foot traffic, trying to look casual and not totally out yourself as lost tourist. Eventually you got the hang of the pacing and you locked your arm in Jake’s, keeping him pulled tight to you so you didn’t separate.
You made it a few blocks before you were stopping in front of a random restaurant and you glanced at Jake who had been uncharacteristically silent the entire time. He offered you a soft nod of approval and you squeezed his arm in reassurance, assuming he was feeling a bit overwhelmed by the complete change in atmosphere.
He didn’t say anything but he gave you a small smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes and the two of you braved it into the restaurant.
He relaxed after you ordered and were able to eat, enjoying a meal and talking about your day and complaining about the travel time like you were regular people who had just gotten home for the holidays. You wondered if anybody sitting around you could overhear, if they’d be able to tell what you’d been through or piece together the bruises on Jake’s face.
After you ate you decided not to go back to the hotel just yet, exploring more of the city and stopping to enjoy views and sights you’d never seen before.
“There’s so many people.” Jake was remarking from the bench you were sitting on. It was on the outskirts of a small park that had a good view of the city and lots of other couples and families were sat around you enjoying the same thing.
“It’s kind of nice right? Nobody is paying any attention to us.” You were fidgeting with your scarf that he was wearing as you spoke and he nodded softly. “Maybe we can call Heeseung tonight.”
He glanced at you with excited eyes and you smiled affectionately at him, patting his cheek softly and avoiding the bruising.
You sat there for a while longer before the cold settled in even more as it got dark, so you stood slowly and pulled him up with you. The two of you made your way back to the hotel and you felt a lot more content than you had when you originally arrived, more familiar with the area and pacing now that you’d had time to explore and take it all in.
When you got back inside and took off your shoes and jackets, Jake was racing to the hotel phone and dialing in the Lee’s number.
He sat there holding his breath as it dialed and you watched him from the bed, knowing when his eyes widened and a bright smile broke out on his face that somebody had picked up on the other side.
You went and took a shower while they talked animatedly and by the time you came out they were still going, although when he caught sight of you draped in towels, Jake was thrusting the phone in your direction with a grin as he awkwardly avoiding looking at you.
“Hello?” You hesitantly spoke into the phone, something you weren’t quite used to considering the fact you didn’t really have anybody you needed to call back home, most people being less than a ten minute bike ride away from you at all times.
“Hey Y/N.” Heeseung’s low voice was cracking through the phone speaker and you smiled softly although he couldn’t see it. “I just wanted to see how you were doing, I didn’t expect you guys to actually call honestly.”
“Of course we’d call.” You shook your head and sat down on the bed next to Jake who tensed slightly because of your bare skin.
“Yeah that’s what Jake said.” He let out a breathy laugh and you could hear him fidgeting with something like he was nervous. “So um, my mom said that if you wanted and if the trip wasn’t too bad maybe you guys could come back here for Christmas?”
You didn’t say anything and the phone line went silent, the low buzzing of static being the only noise you could hear other than your heart beating quickly. He cleared his throat on the other side like he was worried you hadn’t heard him.
“Like,” Your voice cracked and you felt Jake’s hand on your knee. “Spend Christmas with you guys?”
“Well yeah but only if you want to and if you found a job by then my mom can help you look for housing in your price range, she’s really good at that, then you wouldn’t need to stay in hotel anymore. Not that there’s anything wrong with staying in a hotel, Jake said there might even be a pool which is super cool, but you know just so-“
“Heeseung.” You cut him off and he sucked in a deep breath, falling off into a mumble after he realized he had been rambling nonstop. “I think that’d be really great.”
You felt Jake sway against your side, leaning into you and you gave him a small smile, feeling a lot better now that you had a place to go for the holidays.
Heeseung and you talked for a few minutes longer, Jake listening in from beside you and occasionally adding his own comments as he tiredly rubbed his eyes and yawned a few times. You eventually said goodnight and the two of you promised you’d call again as soon as things were settled, hanging up the phone and crawling back into bed.
“Are you not going to get dressed?”
Jake was mumbling with a small blush on his face and you were shrugging, hearing the pillow crinkle under your movements.
“Do I need to get dressed?” You whispered back, raising an eyebrow in his direction and drinking in the way his eyes shot down to your towel and then back up to your face quickly like he hadn’t meant to do it.
He didn’t say anything but he was moving over towards you on the bed, climbing over you so he could hover there as he leaned down to kiss you urgently. You laughed against his lips at his sudden movements and you felt him poke your side because of your teasing.
It was easy to forget where you were in that moment, how uncertain things were and how much harder they’d get once this night was passed and you needed to start getting your life together on your own for the first time. You didn’t think about how far you were from home or the consequences of getting caught.
You laid there in bed, kissing a boy who had given up his faith for you and he warmed you even as the snow started to fall just outside the hotel window.
It’d never felt so easy to have skin on skin.
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𐙚⊹₊⋆☆ my dream | sim jake
𐙚 idol!jake x student!reader (she/her)
𐙚 angst, fluff at end, part two to nice guy
𐙚 1.5k, not proofread sorry, swearing, panic attack tw
𐙚 note // it doesn’t get happy until the very end but i promise it does get happy lol. a second part as promised. i wrote this with lowkey no plan and one half hour sitting, so shitty writing ahead. also idk their dorm arrangements. enjoy nonetheless ~3~
“what do you want?” is the first thing jay says upon opening the door to their dorms. considering the fact that it was half past four in the morning, jake couldn’t blame the guy for the obvious peeve in his voice.
still, he can’t bring himself to say anything and instead just pushes past his groupmate into the dorms. jay seems to catch the gist of the situation from that alone, following suit and letting the door slam shut behind him without seeming to mind.
“was it your fault again?”
en route to the room he shared with jungwon, jake stops in his tracks. he doesn’t turn to look in jay’s direction, and he presses his lips into a thin line. “what do you mean by ‘again’?”
“i mean, last time you yelled at her for talking to that guy from her math class. i was just wondering what it was this time.”
at this, jake turns around abruptly, “you know i’m in a bad mood already. can you not rub it in my face that i’m a shit boyfriend?”
jay gives him a straight face. the tension between the two guys is strung high but he resolves it promptly and simply by responding, “i’m sorry if i overstepped and asked too much, but it’s not fair to take out your frustrations about being an asshole on me.”
neither of them break the stare for a few moments before jake caves, looking away whilst admitting, “i bought a drink for some girl at the bar we were at yesterday.”
“you what?”
jay’s immediate disbelief is jake’s affirmation that he’d truly gone too far this time. it made him feel dumb, really, for so fervently trying to defend his actions when they were so clearly viewed as wrong to those around him. jake turns his gaze to the ground, shaking his head in resignation.
“she kicked you out?”
with his eyes still on the floor, he replies drily and belatedly.
“yeah, something like that.”
in his top bunk later that night, jake stares at the ceiling that hangs two feet above his face. jungwon’s snores from below and the clacking of heeseung’s loud ass gaming keyboard two doors down should be enough noise to drown out all his thoughts, but it’s far from it. jake’s thoughts are loud enough to consume him whole.
he did not get kicked out of your apartment. jake knows you don’t have the heart to do that to him, not when he helps with the rent and not when he unofficially lives there. but jake can’t stand being there without your presence.
earlier that night, he was brushing his teeth to get ready for bed but there was no you next to him, trying to mimic his actions until he caught on and laughed at your imitation of him. when he turned off the lights and made his way to the bed, jake caught himself saying, “goodnight, love you,” to an empty room. it was embarrassing, sure, but it was even more so heartbreaking when he slid into the sheets and instinctively reached out for your warmth, only to be met with the coldness of your absence.
so jake kicked himself out. because staying in your room, where your scent lingered everywhere, ate away at his conscience until he had to physically remove himself from anything remotely related to you.
he still remembers with a heavy heart the last time the two of you had fought. without a sorry and only his angry words ringing in your ears, jake remembers how you’d tried to discreetly slip out of bed late in the night. immediately sensing your absence in bed, jake shot upright and asked where you were going.
“to the couch,” you had said. “i need some space.”
you had turned away from him before he even uttered his feeble, “i see,” the air around him stilling where your breath had once been. jake felt the palms of his hand grow cold, and the edges of his eyes stung with the threat of tears. he doesn’t cry, not even infrequently or on special occasions. but in that moment, jake swore he’d never felt closer to tears.
it’s these suffocating memories of his failures that make the ceiling above him seem as if it’s closing in on him, inch by inch. it seems it will smother him flat, squeezing shut his airways. any minute now, any moment now. he lays there unmoving, accepting his fate and in anticipation of his last breath. but the ceiling remains sedentary. instead, jake is gasping for air, breaking out into a sob so sudden that he barely registers what’s happening.
he kicks off the blankets, for he’s breaking out into a sweat. though he’s breathing hard and fast, there doesn’t seem to be enough oxygen. the sounds of his roommates diminish into nothing. his vision of the dark room blurs further into nothing, and his face is wet with oncoming tears that lack an end in sight.
it is a matter of fight or flight for jake as he scrambles to find his phone, clambering clumsily down the steps of the ladder on the bunk bed. once he reaches the bathroom with the door shut and behind his back, jake fumbles to press his speed dial.
each ring that goes unanswered feels like another step closer to death for him, thus it’s fortunate enough that his call was received on the third ring. the line on the other end is quiet, however, and only the sound of jake’s labored breathing and choked sobs fill the silence.
“jake? are you okay?”
he doesn’t stop crying until the moment he hears your voice. even his breathing manages to even itself out for the half second it takes for him to weakly respond. “i’m okay.”
“are you sure?”
as he returns from the climax of his panic attack, jake reassures you, “i’m okay now.”
“do you want me to come?”
it’s so sudden, the way the feeling dawns upon him. jake loves you. he’s sure of it all the time, but he feels it so strongly right this moment. if he thinks too hard about it, he could cry again. he is crying again. he’s crying at the way you pick up with no hesitation, even though it’s six in the morning. he’s crying at the tenderness in your voice, the warmth, the concern with which you speak. he’s crying because you’re upset at him — to the point at which you can’t stand being in your own apartment with him — but one sign of his distress and you’re asking if he needs you by his side. jake says yes. he needs you.
“i need you. come home, please. i– i can’t stand myself. why can’t i just be good to you? i just… want to be good for you.”
the lines goes silent, save for the occasional sniffles on jake’s end. he knows this isn’t the apology you deserve. he wishes he could do more for you instead of this emotional and unwarranted plea that probably woke you up. but this is his best. jake hopes it’s enough.
“i know,” you rejoin, “i know you’re just doing your best. and your best will always be enough for me.”
his world goes back to normal when you say that. whatever havoc he’d wrecked has been rectified, and jake is no longer seeking to fight or flee the cage he’s built himself. and in this way, you’ve saved him from himself.
“i love you.”
jake thinks he hears a laugh from the other end. he smiles.
you laugh again, and it’s definite this time. “i love you too, silly. i’ll be home after class today, so just let me know when your schedules end.”
“can i see you now?”
“really? me over work?”
your doubt is incredulous to him, “of course. you over everything.”
normally, you’d take that as is and move on, though you decide to play along with him a little more, “that’s nonsense. being an idol is your dream.”
“no,” there’s a dead seriousness to his voice that you don’t expect, “you’re my dream.”
caught off guard, you only manage to muster a, “what?” in response.
“when i’m seventy and wrinkled, i’m not gonna be dancing and singing in front of a bunch of screaming teenage girls. i’m gonna be with you, telling you lame jokes and doing indecent stuff at funerals.”
you don’t need jake to repent for his wrongdoings when his intentions are so clearly written out for you. even when he hurts you — which you acknowledge is inevitable in every entanglement — you know he loves you twice if not three times as much.
“you’re my dream.”
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ENHYPEN and moments with them that best friends should never have . ( 4/7 ) pt1 , pt2
" you know best friends don't do that right ?".
HEESEUNG
Heeseung was perhaps the textbook version of the male bestfriend all boyfriends were worried about . But you never had a boyfriend because everyone expected that Heeseung was already your boyfriend with how you guys walked around. His hands were always on your shoulder , or the way he gently placed his hands on your hip to direct you . Or when You wrap your hands around his neck every time you go on the train " it'll keep you safe ". Heeseung added . And oh best friends definitely don't really do that , especially in the manner you both behave .
JAY
Being his best friend gave you many privileges, privileges you never really used because you felt guilty using his money like that ! So even if you had a card , you refused to use it and Jay knew that so what does he do? He buys you expensive gifts and takes you out to 5 stars and maybe even 7 star hotels . And jay does that only to you and oh if you try to pay him back , he'll ask for payment, which is a kiss on his cheeks." how about a kiss princess as repayment?". And honestly you liked that method more.
SUNGHOON
Sunghoon the cold prince , the guy every girl hoped to get . But failing to do so because sunghoon's eyes were always on you , any victory he got ? Dedicated to you . You needed him? He would drop whatever he was doing and come to you. Jake calls him a simp but surprisingly hoon doesn't mind. Or how sunghoon would spend hours trying to teach you how to skate , something he would not do for anyone else. Or how sunghoon has his hands always around your waist while walking. Or how his wardrobe belonged to you. Sunghoon belonged to you and no one could shatter that. And certain nights really suggested that.
JAKE
Jake , sweet darling Jake. Campus heart throb and a reputed flirt. Jake would drop any date for you in an instant making his who gets to go on a date scared. But what made your friendship not seem like a girlfriend. You had your first kiss taken by Jake on request and ever since that Jake always demanded a kiss. He's leaving your house ? A kiss . He bought you something? A kiss. Kisses to wake you up . And that big kiss whenever he scores the final goal , a common occurrence. Jake would lift you and spin you around till the both of you are dizzy as you fall on him ,he brings you close and steals your lips. A sight to see .
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jake with a short gf ༉‧₊˚.
requested <3 ! jay ver ! hoon ver ! riki ver !
PAIRING ! jake x f!reader
GENRE ! fluff
WC ! 1.1k
WARNINGS ! absolutely none just jake being cute puppy bf
a/n: hoon ver is next, then riki according to my inbox jsdhdh! thank u for the req nonnie c:
AS ONE OF THE SHORTER MEMBERS
jake love love loves your height so much <333
he thinks you’re just the cutest and will take absolutely any chance he can to PICK YOU UP
need help reaching something?
instead of getting it for you, this boy will wrap his arms around your waist and lift you up so YOU can be the one to get it
then when you finally get it and he puts you down he’s like “lets gooo!! you did it princess, up top!!” *extremely loud high five*
if you’re literally just existing??
don’t question anything if you’re suddenly being raised into the air and spun around in circles while jake’s just giggling
and especially since your boyfriend doesn’t work out, this makes him feel very manly and strong so let him be 😞😞
this one is a bit annoying BUT
whenever you try to scold him he is totally unserious because lisTEN THE WAY YOU’RE LOOKING UP at hIM IT MAKES HIM ALL GIDDY iNSIDE 💔💔
“jake i’m serious, how the hell did you break my microwave?”
“uhh….😊”
“why the fuck are you smiling?!
he just giggles but quickly covers his mouth, “sorry angel, you just look so cute when you’re mad!”
you don’t know if you wanna punch him or give him a big hug because why is he adorable
and dw he buys you a new microwave before your tiny leg punts him to mars (he jokes that he wouldn’t even feel it 🧍mfer)
no matter where you are
even if you’re on in public this boy will absolutely give you endearing head pats
you’re just peacefully laying against your boyfriend’s chest in the skytrain
and suddenly he’s patting you like a cat or something
*extremely dramatic, slow head turn* “what’re you doing?”
“giving you pets!” jake replies with an innocent smile
you give him a disgusted glance, “...you’re lucky i love you.”
gets evEN MORE GIDDY AFTER YOU SAID THAT like a real pupPY
one of jake’s most favourite things on earth is when you wear his clothes <3
you just walk out from a shower with wet hair looking all hot and steamy
and as he’s about to jokingly wolf whistle from the bed like an idiot, his eyes fall to your figure being practically swallowed by HIS GREY HOODIE 🥹🥹
your little hands have formed the cutest sweater paws and even your knees are hidden by the bottom of the fabric and your boyfriend is just uwuing
“ahhhh my cute girl!! c’mereee!”
he’d then proceed to jump off the bed and run towards you, not giving you a second to protest before throwing you on the bed for cuddle time <33
“bub, i need to dry my hair”
“shhh, i’m more important aren’t i ?!”
what’re u gonna do
say no??? didn’t think so ❤️
also also
jake feels EXTRA protective of you due to your smallness :(
would if the wind is too strong and blows you away?!
when you guys are walking in a crowd.. oh boy
he has a GAME PLAN forming in his head
you are not going to be anymore than 3 centimetres from his body until you’re out of the stampede
he doesn’t actually tell you anything, you kinda just let him do what we wants as he pulls you right against his body and leads you with one hand against the small of your back
the other hand is tightened by his side in case anybody tries something
he’s ready to FIGHT
that’s a joke
this is jake he’d probably apologise if someone bumped into him BUT when it comes to you he’ll definitely be sending some harsh stares and frowns
“geez.. who do these tall people think they are??”
“you were right there! like, i get you’re pretty tiny but he should’ve been looking down too 😡!!”
*sends death glares at anyone who dares to shove into you and say ‘sorry, didnt see you down there’*
speaking of walks
if you are literally ever tired, do not be afraid to let him know !!
his favourite thing ever is giving you piggybacks and just cooing at how small and easy you are to carry
“hop on, princess!”
subtly tries to show off his not very existent muscles by flexing his arms while he carries you even tho in reality it’s just cuz you’re light af
“feels like i'm wearing a backpack”
“shortie, you still up there? sorry, i can barely even tell ☺️”
AGAIN he doesn’t like.. TEASE you as bad as two other members i’m thinking of would.. 🧌
but he definitely does make random annoying remarks like that
bullies you when you least expect it fr. 😞😞
another reason jake loves your height is because it makes it 10x easier during cuddle sessions (if you havent noticed im a cuddling w jake enthusiast) to literally wrap his entire body around yours like a whole cocoon
he will only cuddle ONE PERSON (and one dog) IN THIS WORLD and he’s determined to make sure you feel the most loved ever >:(((
when you try to be the big spoon he just giggles a bit
watches in amusement as your tiny arms try to wrap around his whole frame
“baby you’re cute and all, but let me take it from here” proceeds to flip you around so your back is to his chest before squeezing the breath out of you jshdjdh
back hugs with him <3333
if someone comments about your height, i’m sorry but this mf will probably laugh with them 🧍
“y/n! are you wearing insoles in your shoes again?” jungwon snickers AS SOON AS YOU WALK THROUGH THE DOOR
“n-no…” you lie, refusing to meet the cat boy’s mischievous eyes
then all of a sudden jake appears behind you.. the man you thought you could trust..
“oh, she is.” he eXPOSES you, “do you really think y/n grew up to my neck in a day?
then they both start laughing as if you aren’t right there 😞
“i’m breaking up with you,” you huff
he fakes a gasp, “oh no, who’s gonna help you reach the kitchen shelves then?” WHY IS HE SO MEAN
“i’ll ask heeseung”
suddenly he’s gasping for real and pulling you into a hug that lifts your feet off the ground
“you can’t do that! that’s my job :(((“
moral of the story
big puppy boyfriend who ADORES your height and if you’re ever insecure about it you’ll just end up being hugged to death with never ending words of comfort >:(
MORE HUGS FOR MY SHORT READERS 🫂
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— JAKE FIC RECS .
last updated — 10 NOV 23
; MI'S NOTE! all fics linked are sfw, althought some may be a little suggestive! all written works are relatively long (>3k). regularly updated.
EN- FIC RECS MASTERLIST
SMAUS
super shy – @okwonyo
↳ student au, classmates to lovers, on-going
cigarettes – @hoonvrs
↳ university au, love at first sight trope, golden retriever x black cat dynamics, smoker!r on-going
wrong order? – @hanniluvi
↳ cafe au, barista!r, customer!jake, love at first sight trope, one sided e2l, on-going
the breakfast club – @jjongshrts
↳ high school au, nerd!jake, stuco pres!jake, short (10 chapters), inspired by 'the breakfast club', completed
WRITTEN WORKS
i’ll save you (again) – @jayflrt
↳ ONE-SHOT - 14.1k words, spiderman!jake, college au
act now, think later! – @sankyeom
↳ ONE-SHOT – 9.6k words, college au, "kiss the first person that walks through that door" trope
ready? set... touchdown! tutor? – @jakeyuni
↳ ONE-SHOT – 10.2k words, football jock!jake, tutor!jake
midnight rain (back to you) – @jaylver
↳ ONE-SHOT – 18k words, pro-footballer au, childhood friends to lovers
kiwi and layla – @asahicore
↳ ONE-SHOT – 26.3k words, high school au, mixing up each other's backpacks
love me like you – @jakeshands
↳ ONE-SHOT – 25k words, blind dating, fake dating, rich!jake
cupid's mistake! – @seongclb
↳ ONE-SHOT �� 8.9k words, playboy!jake
#enhypen#enhypen jake#enhypen fics#jake sim#sim jaeyun#jake fics#jake sim fics#jake recs#jake sim recs#sim jaeyun fics#jake x reader#jake sim x reader#jaeyun x reader#sim jaeyun x reader#jake angst#jake fluff#jake fic recs#jake oneshot#jake smau#– mi's recs!
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10 months (TEASER) - SJY
; SYNOPSIS - when you first meet your best friend’s brother, your first thought is, “holy shit, he’s gorgeous.” your second thought is, “holy shit, he’s a baby.” younger guys aren't exactly your thing, but jake insists that your age gap of 10 months really isn’t that big.
; PAIRING - jake x fem!reader
; TAGS - one-shot, fluff, angst, younger!jake, older!reader, not by much though, high school au, inspired by their song, best friend’s brother trope ; WARNINGS - cursing, umm nothing else (for the teaser at least)
; WC - 1k (teaser) full fic est. idk probably more than 5k
; RELEASE - hopefully november 15 (on his birthday!) but may have to post pone a little bc i've got a terrible cough
holy shit, he's gorgeous.
jake sim, your best friend's brother, might just be one of the most attractive men you've ever seen in your almost-nineteen years of life. his flawless skin combined with his wild hair gave him that carefree teenage look; the poster boy of a cliché summer fling, coming-of-age movie.
jaena had asked you to join her family at the amusement park, to celebrate jake's birthday. and while you'd known that she had a brother, you'd never actually met him - until now. you suddenly found yourself wishing she had told you to prepare to be blown away by his looks.
you smile at him, giving him a half-hug. "happy birthday!"
jake, snapped out of whatever trance he'd been caught in ever since he first laid his eyes upon you, patting your back. "um, thank you."
your best friend catches him in a headlock, giving him a noogie. "aww, you're eighteen now! no more lying about being an adult online," she teases him.
your heart stops, ears catching on one word in particular. "wait, he just turned eighteen?"
"yeah, he's my younger brother," jaena says.
that has you sitting back against the backrest of your seat, blowing out air as you digested the new information. you glance back at jake, who's eyes are pinned curiously on you.
holy shit, he's a baby.
jaena snorts. jake's eyebrows raise up behind his bangs. did you say that out loud?
"i'm not a baby!" he protests.
"yeah, you are," jaena shoves him lightly.
"woah, my whole perception of you has just changed," you tell him.
jake's jaw drops impossibly further as jaena barks out more laughter.
"what?! what was your first perception of me, then?"
you shake your head, amusement pulling at your features. "doesn't matter now."
as expected, your day at the park was well spent. jaena and jake's parents had gone off somewhere and left you three (and heeseung, who was invited by jake) alone. you guys had ridden the rollercoaster twice, gone on some spinning ride, and a game of laser tag - which, by the way, jake and heeseung had severely lost ('jake! stop staring at y/n!' 'i wasn't!' 'then how did you miss your sister pointing her gun at you when she was right in front of you?!').
when the four of you lined up for bumper cars, jake walked over to your side.
"hey, you wanna share a car with me?"
"me? with you?" you asked in confusion, tilting your head to the side. "why?"
"stealing my best friend from me, jake?" jaena asked.
"precisely," he smiles at her, and takes your hand as you guys reach the front of the line. he pulls you into the passenger seat of a car.
buckling the seatbelt, you jokingly ask jake, "do you need me to hold your hand, you child?"
jake frowns, before his face swiftly contorts into a smirk. "if you feel like you need to hold onto me for support, then sure!"
you roll your eyes at his playfulness. if he'd been older than you, you would have definitely blushed at his reply. instead, he came across to you like a little boy trying to impress an adult. how cute.
it's a fun round, with you and jake bumping into jaena and heeseung's car several times, getting them caught against the edge. when a random pair of strangers you guys didn't know bumped your car, the four of you teamed up and went after the poor kids. you all left the bumper cars ride laughing to the point your stomachs hurt.
after that, jaena dragged you and two boys to the stall games. you and jaena had fun playing one of those shooting games, whilst the other two did something else.
when you met up again, jake handed you three big plushies, a smile as big as them on his face.
"for you!"
jaena scrunched her nose at her brother. "ewww jake are you trying to court my best friend or something?"
"i'm not courting her! what is this, the 18th century?" he maturely poked his tongue out at his sister. "i won these for y/n, you know. do you like them?"
you took one and hugged it. "aw, thanks jakey," you cooed at him, pinching his cheek. "but i think these would find a better place on your bed. you can hug them to sleep."
jake huffed out in annoyance. "why do you keep treating me like a child?"
"because you are a child."
"i'm literally eighteen? i'm a full-grown adult!"
"sorry to break it to you, but eighteen is barely an adult," jaena snorted at him, taking the plushie from your arms.
"how old are you then?" jake asked you, his head tilting to the side. you had to stop yourself from letting out another 'aww'. he looked like a cute puppy asking for attention.
"i'm almost nineteen."
"so you're also eighteen? we're the exact same age."
"no we're not! i'm ten months older," you protested.
"but we're still both eighteen right now! and for the next two months! you're acting like you're my grandma or something..." he muttered.
"well, our age gap was big enough that you were placed in the lower grade. so i do feel like your grandma."
"ten months isn't even that big!" he rolled his eyes.
"why does it even matter?" heeseung shrugs, slipping his hands into his pockets as you guys walk towards the rendezvous point you'd be meeting jake's parents at before going back home.
"because she's treating me like a baby!"
"keep whining like that and i'll start to think that you really are," you tease him, jaena laughing at your bickering.
you purse your lips, suppressing a smile as you watch the cute boy leave his sister's side and move over to yours. a whiff of his cologne attacks your nose, but you don't fight it. it's oddly attractive, until you remind yourself of who it belongs to.
no, no, no way. you gulp down your thoughts and feelings, trying to keep a light-hearted expression on your face. 'keep calm and carry on', or whatever it was that old meme said.
you couldn't let your conflicted feelings show. so you pushed away any and all thoughts that you might be falling for your best friend's brother.
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waiting room (teaser)
↪˚ summary: you know cutting off jungkook from your life is for the better, but your heart is not ready to leave the waiting room just yet.
↪˚ pairing: legma stud!jungkook x legma stud!fem!reader | side pairings: jungkook x legma stud!fem!oc (andi yu) + reader x comm stud!jake sim (enha)
↪˚ genres: heavy angst, romance, situationship au, filo au 🇵🇭
↪˚ warnings: this story is fiction. it does not represent the members of bangtan or any of the idols here in real life. all resemblance to real life characters, institutions, associations, places, events, among others are either purely coincidence or depicted in a fictitious manner only. there are eally no glaring warnings for this story besides depiction of toxic relationships, red flag bedista jungkook, situationships (pls don’t put yourself in this kind of relationship PLS), consumption of alcohol and use of cigarettes, ocs & jungkook are aged 24 here, age gap between reader & jake (2 years), class disparity & its implications on love and dating, and just angst angst angst. if i miss any warnings, i’ll make sure to add them once full fic is out. these are the general warnings.
↪˚ author’s note: another self-indulgent fic feat two of my fave guys rn—jungkook loml and jaeyun who’s slowly finding a home in my heart ♡ and based upon phoebe bridgers’ waiting room + all the songs in this playlist. to all the people who have been someone’s waiting room, this is for you. also animo san beda, i guess??? lmao pls do consider donating to my kofi or gcash (they’re on my pinned) <33 it’ll really help me out a lot!! lmk if you wanna be tagged by commenting below or sending me an ask (since the form on my pinned are for those who want to be on my permanent taglist). also do reblog or comment your thoughts so far :’) it’s so fun writing angst ngl
↪˚ total word count: TBA (est. 10k) | teaser word count: 1,095
↪˚ release date: within this month (april 2024)
There is only one person who calls you in the middle of the night and there is only person whose call you answer regardless how tired you are. Sitting up on your twin-sized bed, you put on your rectangular spectacles and grab the vibrating phone on your nightstand.
“Hey,” you greet in a hoarse voice.
“Hey, I’m outside,” Jungkook says on the other line.
You glance at the time on your phone—2:37 am—and without thinking twice about it, you reply, “Okay. I’ll be downstairs in a bit.”
Jungkook says okay and hangs up. You quickly make your way out of your room, grabbing your wooly hoodie hanging on your chair tucked under your desk along the way, and tiptoe to the bathroom to not wake your parents.
After you wash your face and brush your teeth, you leave your humble abode, sucking your teeth as you open the squeaking gate. Once the gap is enough for you to slip through, you see Jungkook’s car immediately. It’s parked a couple of houses down from yours, but it stands out—not only because it’s white; it’s one of the few cars parked on your street.
You make your way to the white Mercedes-Benz and hear the familiar click of his lock. Then, you open the door and step into his car. Immediately, you feel the chilly air, hear the soft RnB song from his stereo, and smell his pungent expensive cologne mixed with the obvious nicotine.
“Ready?” Jungkook asks, putting his car on drive.
You nod, putting on your seatbelt. He nods back and begins to drive. Like the other nights, the drive is filled with silence. During these minutes, you rest your head on the window, watching the establishments outside pass by and let your thoughts race.
It’s Monday, you have a seven thirty class in a few hours, and a total of two and a half hours of sleep. Knowing what’s about to come once you arrive at the place, you’re sure you won’t be able to catch up any more after. The rational part of you knows that you shouldn’t have answered the call and ride this car, but when it comes to the man beside you, you always listen to your heart.
You’re not exactly sure how this began. You’re not sure what to call this too. All you know is that after spending the night with Jeon Jungkook during the block after finals party back in freshman year, just talking and sometimes kissing, the two of you started something. He began messaging you, at first, using academics as an excuse to do so, but the academic chats turned into more, then the calls came. Through the night, you’d be on the call with him, talking about everything and nothing, until the both of you fell asleep and daybreak arrived.
In those moments, you fell for him—hard. But you knew better than to let those feelings grow, let alone be known. You and Jungkook couldn’t be any more different from each other. He’s worlds away from you despite the close proximity between the two of you now in his car. Besides, you knew Jungkook would never return your feelings because his heart would always belong to Andi Yu even when he’s kissing you.
It was enough being this for him because throughout the years, it’s better to be something than nothing in his life at all.
It’s an hour later when you arrive at the bay side. After buying some snacks from the local convenience store (and a pack of Marlboro Red for Jungkook), you lead the way, as usual, to your spot with the plastic bag containing all the snacks and drinks swinging on your side. It’s quite chilly since it’s early in the morning and the water has been pulled back from the shore below. The crescent moon doesn’t cast much light, but fortunately, there are still street lamps along the bay.
Once you’re at your usual spot, you pull yourself onto the stone wall, a smile instantly appearing on your tired face as you look at the orange lights from the lamps glisten on the water below you. Moments later, Jungkook sits beside you, letting his leg rest over the other side of the wall while you have yours crossed under you.
“You walk so fast,” he comments as he takes the can of beer from the plastic bag. “Like you’re always running from something.”
“I can’t help it,” you tell him. “I’ve always been a fast walker.”
You take out the sandwich from the plastic bag along with the bottle of coffee, placing the latter beside you. The soft pop of Jungkook’s beer fills the air.
“Did you finish reading the assigned cases for Consti?” he asks.
You nod. “I did. Did you?”
He shakes his head, smacking his lips after drinking his beer. “I got distracted.”
You hum in response. “I can send you my case digests. We still have the entire day before Consti.”
“Yeah?” Jungkook glances at you for confirmation. You nod once again. He nudges your side and you look up at him through your spectacles while taking a bite out of your pepperoni and cheese sandwich. The soft charming smile is plastered on his lips. “Thanks, Y/N.”
Silence falls between the two of you again. You’ve finished your sandwich and are halfway to your coffee when Jungkook speaks again.
“Andi wants to get back together,” he shares, leaning back with his arms as support. He crosses his feet below. “She messaged me a while ago, asking to meet up, and we did. Then she asked if we could try again.”
You’ve heard of this story before. But it still doesn’t soften the blow in your heart every time that you do. You have, however, mastered the art of acting nonchalant about it.
“That’s good, then,” you reply. “You can try again.”
“You think so?” he asks.
When you look over your shoulder, Jungkook is already staring at you. As always, you can’t decipher what exactly he’s feeling or thinking at the moment. His face remains passive, stoic when it comes to conversations about his on again, off again relationship with Andi.
You give him a tight-lipped smile, nodding. “Yeah. It’s obvious you still love her and she loves you. It doesn’t have to be complicated.”
Jungkook pokes his cheek with his tongue, nodding slowly. “I guess so. As expected, you are the smartest person I know, Lim Y/N.”
You know this. But when it comes to Jeon Jungkook, you’re a fucking idiot.
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제이크 、SIM JAEYUN !
— THE ONE WHERE YOU’RE TWO OBLIVIOUS BEST FRIENDS
info. jake x reader. fluff. childhood bffs to lovers.
warnings. physical touch. not proofread. a lot of rambling.
listen to. a little less sixteen candles, a little more "touch me" by fall out boy.
inside jokes and laughing into each other.
i think this builds off of the clinginess aspect of your friendship, but you and jake have hundreds of inside jokes. that being said, you know the little cute giggle that jake does? whenever you guys hear something related to one of your inside jokes and you catch each other’s eye, both of you will literally go into that do not laugh mode. but as soon as you guys think about it again like three seconds later, you would both giggle at each other from across the table, or from your seats in the car, or if you’re next to each other, you would curl into each other to laugh about whatever it is. of course there’s times where it’s more formal and you’re with new people so you can’t outwardly laugh or giggle, so you’ll just lightly kick each other’s shin or foot, nudge each other with your elbows, or just have a knowing look on your faces that tell each other ‘no, yeah, i know what you’re thinking. we can laugh about it later.’
hyping each other up.
as much as i thought it would’ve made me cringe ngl, seeing jake doing his double pat to his chest and then the macho arms is one of the most endearing things ever. it makes me chuckle whenever i see him do it, and i have no doubt in my mind that as his best frend, you would get that habit of doing it too. maybe yours is more lowkey, but you and him would definitely do it to each other or say ‘let’s gaur~’ whenever something good or exciting happens. you always hype each other up despite being introverts because who cares? my best friend did something amazing so of course i’ll cheer for them. always high fives you, saying “woo! let’s gaur, up top, bub!” no matter how big or small the accomplishment is - whether you aced a test, got a promotion, or just passed a level in a game you insist on playing. sometimes, he’ll attack you in a big ikeu hug because he’s overcome with so much emotion for you. the moment you do the same back for him, he’ll melt.
sleepover routine over the years.
since you were a kid, it wasn’t rare for you and jake to sleepover at each other's house whenever it got too late for you to walk back home. all you had to do was tell your parents where you would be, get changed into the clothes jake let you borrow (you used to bring your own, but ever since you realized how comfy his clothes were, you only started bring an extra change of clothes for going out the next day - not that jake minded; he realized early on that he liked when you wore his clothes), and plop down next to him after brushing your teeth. jake is a clingy sleeper, so you always wake up with him pressed to your back and softly breathing into the nape of your neck, or if it’s too hot, his arm lazily draped over you.
scrolling on your phone in the morning together.
it’s usually you who wakes up first as soon as the sun starts to shine through the gaps between his shutters. it’s your habit to grope around his nightstand for your phone before realizing he had plugged it in for you by his desk. jake always wakes up enough when you gently slip out of his hold, asking if you can bring him his phone too, and when you come back, the two of you just proceed to check through your notifications next to each other in silence. on weekends when you have nothing to do in the morning, he’ll lay his arm out on his bed for you to hand him his phone and for you to rest your neck on. you know how he does the thing where he wraps his arm around jungwon and then uses the phone? it’s gonna be like that but instead, both of you are scrolling, but you just have his arm slightly blocking your view. you’ll always show each other things - when jake wants to show you a tiktok or something on youtube, he’ll gently tug his arm so that you’re semi-forced to look at what he’s showing. when it’s you, you gently tap his arm to get his attention and he turns toward you, doing his little jayla thing as he rests his cheek on your head.
not being afraid to cling to each other.
it’s not a secret that jake is one of the clingiest members in enhypen, and i think that’s something that would transfer to anyone he cares about. here i go again with my jake friendship analyses lol, but as i watched a bunch of heejake and jakewon tiktoks, i saw that jake tends to curl into other members when he’s shy, scared, or honestly whenever he wants to. remember when jake got scared from the i-land ghost and just curled into heeseung? or when niki was telling ghost stories on vlive (and jake curled into heeseung)? or when they were teasing jay about not having graduated yet and jake scooted away from the poor boy (again, towards heeseung)? yeah, that’s the two of you. you’ll cling to each other whenever you’re scared or shy - even if you’re just sitting next to each other. he’ll do the thing he does to jungwon to you where he just presses his face to your shoulder or tucks his chin onto it. you do the same and he honestly gets really giddy when you do it - and sometimes he wonders if that giddiness means something else.
always taking silly photos.
you know that video of jake in milan when they’re at that museum thing, and he points to a statue and says something along the lines of, ‘hey, that dude was the one who originally made this pose’ and is all ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ ᕙ(⇀‸↼‵‵)ᕗ around a bunch of super famous fashion people? like jake gives me the vibes of the best friend you can never take a serious photo with. somehow, the two of you always end up with those really cute best friend photos where you’re play fighting or just laughing at each other or doing silly photos. jay and sunghoon once brought you two to the city to go and take nice model-like photos, but they both got headaches struggling to get you two to pose seriously because you were both too busy chasing after pigeons or stopping and petting every dog you passed. eventually they gave up and let you be, taking photos that you normally would with jake. at the end of the day though, as jay scrolled through his phone to airdrop the photos to the two of you, he found one with the two of you overlooking the view together, your head on jakes shoulder as the both of you leaned on the railing. there was no way jay wouldn’t take credit for that one when you would (finally) realize your feelings for each other.
⌕. author’s note ; hihi! this is probably one of the fastest things i’ve ever whipped up but i woke up today and this was like the first thing i thought of as i rolled in bed to reach for my phone. tbh jake to me is one of the easiest members to write about just because he radiates total childhood best friends to lovers energy and that’s something i never had. it’s easy for me to picture stuff i never had but want for some reason so here i am lol. consider this part 3 of 4 of enha hyung line’s friends to lovers series. sunghoon (hopefully) coming soon!
⌕. taglist ; @soobin-chois @koishua @enhacolor @chrysbibi @acaiasahi
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BODY BAG - JAKE
-inspired by body bag - Chloe Moriondo
Pairing - classmate!jake x gn!reader
Genre - fluff,FLUFF!
word count -643
This is a revamp of the drabble I had on my previous account, to be honest,,idk why I even felt the urge to re-write it LMAO!! Can contain grammar mistakes! I was lazy to edit it fully.
That's it. You despised Shim Jake with every fiber of your being. The one-sided hatred towards him was nothing new. Ever since first grade, you harbored a dislike for him. It wasn't just about his grades, which always seemed to outshine yours, but also the way he looked at you, causing your heart to flutter uncomfortably. You detested that feeling intensely. Stupid Jake, for eliciting such emotions within you. He shouldn't have been your seatmate or even your classmate in the first place. On the first day of school, the teacher assigned him to sit next to you, and he hadn't changed seats all the way through high school. His way of speaking, smiling, and his sweet, bubbly personality only fueled your anger, exacerbating those irritating feelings.
And then there was Jake again. Did he leave a love letter in your backpack? Indeed, he did. Did you expect him to confess his feelings? Not at all. He was just a classmate, nothing more. But deep down, you felt yourself melting and screaming. Yet, the letter was written so beautifully that your heart skipped a beat each time you reread those words for the hundredth time. You kept it in your diary, rereading it as time passed.
"I have always liked you! Even though you've threatened to punch me in the face multiple times, I still like you." In disbelief, you looked at him, blinking five times. Did he really say that? Did he make you stop in the middle of the sidewalk and face him? After a while, was he following you? Sure, he did. Stupid Jake with his nice voice. It seriously made you want to punch him, yet at the same time, hug him tightly and squeeze the life out of him for being so cute.
"I like you too, Jake, but I still want to punch you." Jake's lips formed a smile, the kind you loved to see so often.
Jake had developed a new habit of taking your hand in his and playing with your fingers. Even now, as you both watched a movie at his house, you struggled to focus on the screen. You wanted to punch him for distracting you, but those stupid feelings intervened. The heat in your face didn't help; it only made you more flustered. Always blushing and stuttering when talking to him. Even though you'd been together for months now, he still made your heart pound loudly. As his lips drew closer to your face, you felt yourself slowly drifting away from reality. He left a small kiss on your cheek, a giggle escaping his lips as he observed your flustered state. It wasn't new to him to see you react that way, but he loved teasing you about it.
Your heart melted once again. Jake took you out to watch fireworks together by the river. He hugged you from behind with his head on your shoulder and his hands around your waist. The night breeze brushed against your face. It was a lovely feeling, despite the occasional squabbles between you two. He was your little sunshine, secretly brightening your days.
"I swear, Jake, I will punch you," you threatened, only for him to burst into laughter. The whipped cream on your face made you look too comical, and he couldn't take you seriously.
Jake convinced you to do a TikTok trend with him. At first, you thought it would be fun, but with whipped cream smeared all over your face, glaring at Jake said otherwise.
"Wow, you're so scary," he laughed, pulling out his phone to take a picture of you.
"Funny, very funny, Jake," you said while heading to the bathroom to clean your face. Even as you walked away, you could still hear Jake giggling from the living room, making you smile once again, all because of your stupid Jake.
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EVERYTHING IS NOT WHAT IT SEEMS
PART 2: SKIN TIGHT — read other parts: PREVIOUS | NEXT | MASTERLIST
pairing: dom!jake x fem!reader WC: 5.9k!
summary: your handsome one night stand that blew your mind turns out to be the silent guy at work that you didn’t even realize his existence.
warnings: explicit smut, explicit language, oral (both recieving), unprotected sex, dirty talk, cum play, masturbation, jake wears a cross necklace, fingering, slight anal play, violence (slapping) - jake recieving, creampie, handjob, squirting. (guess that’s all *nervous laugh*
a/n: this is even filthier than the first part so brace yourselves as u read and im sorry lol. (cuz ur coming to hell with me <3333 mwah 😽)
taglist: @axartia - @cyuuupid - @my5colors - @muffinminnie - @zhaixiaowen - @zen003xx - @qeen123 - @zerasari
you don’t remember how you stormed yourself to human resources that fast, with your one heel on your hand, and the other is left in the crime scene (where you fell into jake’s arms). you felt humiliated, ashamed and crazy, what were the odds to fuck someone who works in the same company as you and him being someone you see daily but not even recognizing him. when you stand in the elevator this morning, did he know you were the woman he fucked ruthlessly 2 days ago?
you laughed at yourself, of course he did. he played you a little game, he wanted to give you a lesson about that silent boy can be something else. that good looking boys are actually the worst. did he do this because you never even bother to talk to him? did he actually know anything about you?
when the hr guy was staring at you since you stormed in his room like a crazy woman with no shoes, you cleared your throat to look more sane.
“i need some information about an employee.”
he nervously scratched the back of his neck, “erm, that’s impossible…” when you sent him the most deadly stare ever in your life he stuttered. “a-about who?”
“jake.”
“oh not that weirdo.” he rolled his eyes. “his interview was the weirdest thing ever.”
“wait, why?” you asked in curiosity.
he hesitated to talk but since you had a dangerous object (your heel) in your hand and looked mad crazy at this point he decided to spill.
“so, this guy is australian and had only australian passport and refused to give his korean id.” you raised your eyebrows at the information which you found really interesting, “continue.”
“he barely talks and makes his voice… weirder? oh and he never shows his face.”
you crossed your arms in front of your chest, puckering your lips. “isn’t this a little bit… suspicious? he could be a serial killer or something, why did you decide to hire him?” you asked this time, losing your patience to find out about the guy you fucked.
“because the ceo said we can never find anything like him, apparently his education in australia was really a 5 star one… he sometimes disappears and sometimes doesn’t comes to work? i don’t know how he keeps getting away with all that…” he also fell in deep thoughts before you slapped your hands on his table.
“how old is he?” you eyed the papers in front of him.
“uhm 20 something? early 20s.”
you squinted, biting the inside of your cheek and thanked the HR guy before leaving his office. you desperately walked barefoot to the stairs you lost your shoe and picked it up, jake was nowhere to be seen and you actually didn’t want to see him.
he obviously knew who you were and decided to say nothing about it. he knew you were going to see each other before he went in hard, that felt weird.
you felt played.
your mind was thinking differently than your heart and pussy for sure, they were still craving for his touch and kisses and your mind was signaling to stay away from him. but you also felt like only one look against your way today would make you get wet from the anticipation of feeling him between yours legs one more time.
you decided he was the devil. he cursed you that night and now you can’t live without him.
you seated on your chair desperately despite having nothing to do but work to distract yourself from the confusion. you never saw your dear J again like the HR said he was lost all of a sudden. when at lunch you heard some girls mumbling about him talking about his cologne which made you immediately jealous, you thought it was your special thing to like it on him so much.
other than his colorful hoodies and famous cologne, no one knew anything about jake.
*
after the day was over at work, you still scanned around yourself, when you went to the restroom, you eyed the men’s side as well. you didn’t know what you were going to say to him because you literally run limping after he saved you in the stairs. you wanted him to come up and say something to initiate a conversation but that seemed so like a dream at this point because you felt like he doesn’t care as much as you do.
you went into the parking lot and walked to your car with your spare sneakers that they let you wear because it was better than barefoot. you spotted your car waiting for you to drive you home and when you were about to get in, you saw a little square shaped note that was stuck to your windscreen wiper. your brows furrowed at the number that was written on it.
515.
you picked up to note and sat in your car, resting your forehead on the wheel, now what the fuck was that? it was obviously from jake, you immediately recognized his hand writing. that kind of made you feel better since he didn’t cut the ties completely between you but you were also scared to see him again because you had so many questions.
“OH!” you screamed at yourself. “I know what 515 is.”
you wondered if your relationship was going to be like this little treasure hunt game but you didn’t care. you know it wasn’t over and it was never going to be over when you first laid your eyes on him.
you drove the hotel you guys fucked and told the lobby that you want to visit room 515. the receptionist immediately smiled, like she knew who was staying there, “oh, welcome miss y/l/n… he is waiting for you.”
you squinted your eyes at the girl, obviously feeling weird about him giving your name. and also confirming he came to this hotel a lot.
‘with a different girl every time’ your mind warned you but you pushed it off. this wasn’t the time to get emotional over him. he was just a one night stand who fucked you way too good. so good. so raw. beautifully.
“oh my god.” you slapped your head, letting out a breath as you stood in the elevator, flashbacks all over you when he was sucking your neck and forcing your legs open.
when you arrived to 515 the door was open just a little bit, so you pushed it. his back was turned to you, he was still in his baby blue hoodie and watching the cars and lights of the city from the wall length windows.
seeing him, even from back, already made you dizzy, remembering all the goodness he gave you that night. you unintentionally started walking towards him, your heart wanted to wrap your hands around him and stay in his presence, your pussy wanted you to kneel in front of him and suck him dry and your mind was telling you that you will be heartbroken by the end of this.
jake realized you were in the room but he decided to stay silent as you walked up to him. he was feeling as your body was magnetized to his, opposite to your guesses, he craved you too. he wanted to feel you again so badly, his little whiny sub who looked so pretty and fucked out by him.
“who the fuck are you?” you spat out.
your voice surprised him, he was expecting to feel your lips against he nape of your neck, you tiptoeing to reach his neck and your hand going to his pants… it didn’t happen.
“look at me, jake.”
he turned around on his heel, a stupid smile on his face and his eyes are darkened, looking as beautiful as ever, his long fingers going through his hair and licking his lips as he did. he was so gorgeous you couldn’t say anything to his face. you just stared.
“why so angry baby…?” he stepped closer to you, his breath fanning against your face, “is this how you thank me for fucking you into oblivion?”
you felt your blood boiling at his tone, like he was making fun of you, like he was humiliating you. to his chance, you only liked that in bed.
when you slapped him hard across his cheek, the loud sound of your palm hitting his face echoed in the room, his mouth opened without a sound of reaction. you stood in shock at what you did, silence taking over as you just examined his face.
a smirk covered his lips as he looked away from you.
after that, you don’t know how you grabbed him from his from his collar and pulled him to your body and his fingers got tangled in your hair as he pushed your lips to his, connecting your mouths in a open mouthed kiss. teeth clashing, lip sucking, breathy and wet kiss.
he must have liked it. being slapped.
you felt the air got pushed out from your lungs, you weren’t breathing. you missed him so fucking much, him devouring you felt so needed. he was tugging on your hair from time to time, getting his revenge as you whined into his mouth. his tongue was pushed past against yours, the wet muscles touching each other as you kissed.
you wanted him. so. fucking. badly.
“gonna let daddy fuck your little pussy baby?” he muttered inside of your mouth to tease you, which it worked, you pushed him against the glass as he let out a pained moan, your lips attacking his neck to suck a purple hickey there. his skin tasted delicious, feeling so soft and delicate over your tongue, he was perfect.
your hands slipped inside of his hoodie, scratching the sides of his waist, digging your nails into his skin. meanwhile you trapped the cross necklace dangling on neck between your teeth, looking at him smugly.
“i am going to hell and i am taking you there with me, jakey.”
he understood you were angry and this was going to be a battle of egos as he realized you had a dom side as much as he did. your hands reached behind his neck and took the chain over his neck, leaving him swallowing hardly.
you kneeled down in front of him, now eye level with the outline of his cock that is hard and long under his grey joggers he had on. when you mouthed at his crotch, he let out a guttural moan, feeling the warmth of your mouth over the material on his throbbing cock.
“angel… you are so fucking hot.” his head was thrown back against the window, lips captured between his teeth as you mouthed at his crotch and caressed his thighs. his hands found your hair and pulled your face more to his crotch, his knees bucking when you made a suffocated sound.
your fingers tugged into the waist band of his sweatpants, slowly sliding them down to his knees, you kissed his hard on through his boxers whining with every kiss, “daddy, daddy, daddy…”
“you missed me so much right? bet you masturbated at the vision of me spitting at your drenched hole.”
you got angry again, how he know you did that? you opened your mouth to bite his cock over the material, making him hiss in pain for embarassing you.
“don’t worry angel…” he smiled down at you, “daddy jerked off thinking of your pretty little cunt full of his cum as well.”
you felt proud, and relieved, now that he confessed he was thinking about you too, he was masturbating at the thought of you. fuck, you wished you had seen him playing with himself, palming his balls and desperately pulling at his cock to release. you were do happy to be here, kneeled in front of him, give your man the treatment he longed for.
“i was still leaking of you the next day, jakey…” you pouted up against him and then smirked, pulling his boxers to his knees as well, his cock slapping your face, “oh, you are so big and hard for me, aren’t you?”
he grabbed you by the nape of your neck and made you rub your cheek against his dick, his pre-cum wetting your soft blushed cheeks. “stop being a brat and get to work.”
you kissed the tip of his shaft as a tease, and trailed the kisses down to his base, where his balls stand heavy and swollen full of his cum to spurt out.
“i wish i filmed myself desperately rubbing my pussy on my little pillow, would you have like it if i did?”
“fuck.” he rolled his eyes, he added to his list that he definitely wanted to see you get off on your own desperately. you didn’t want to shut up, you wanted to rile him off and wanted him to get rough so he would fuck you the way you deserved.
“then my bed was… so wet, full of my cream, jakey… your cum spilled down mixed with mine.”
jake gulped loudly he was desperate to have your tight throat swallowing around him. “what else baby, tell me.” he patted your cheek, as you gave kitten licks to the tip of his cock.
“then i, i missed you so much. i cried. i thought i won’t see you again.” you rubbed your nose against him, letting out hiccups that sounded so pathetic.
“crying because you can’t have cock.” he tutted, “thought you were better than that.”
you nodded your head, licking along the underside of his cock before you grabbed him by the base with one hand. “not any cock, your cock.” you corrected him.
“if you missed it so much then why you are not sucking it like the filthy whore you are?”
your nickname changing from angel to a whore got you by surprise but you did like it a lot, you loved when he talked to you disrespectfully but especially when he fucked you disrespectfully.
“because i found out daddy lied.” you let out a sob, “daddy played with me and made me feel bad.”
this was when jake finally understood you were still playing to get your revenge, the slap you landed on his cheek wasn’t enough. he didn’t do it on purpose, he didn’t mean to make you feel weird. he found it unnecessary because if you didn’t break your heel and fell into his lap today, you were never going to find out you worked together, like you didn’t notice the past month.
“i didn’t lie. i just didn’t tell.” he opposed you, getting impatient and bored at your whinings now, thank god you were the most beautiful woman he ever laid his eyes on and had the most delicious pussy he ever devoured.
“i am sorry, okay?” he get it out of the way. you looked up at him and saw a genuine expression on his face.
“will take your apology after i suck this cock,” you bucked your head down, lowering your mouth on him, gagging yourself with his thick length in one move.
“oh my fuck!” he cursed, his hips bucking into your face as you took him full and cockwarming in your mouth without moving. you lapped your tongue around him before you pulled back, string of saliva making a bridge between your lower lip and his tip.
you stared up at him with hazy eyes, pumping his cock in your fist slowly, a smirk appearing on your wet mouth.
“come here you little slut.” he pushed you down on his cock forcefully from the back of your head, holding you steady as his hips started bucking front, tip of his cock tracing your throat as he fucked your mouth. you closed your mouth around him, hallowing your cheeks, so it would feel tighter for him. “fuuuuuck! mouth so warm and wet for daddy, good girl.”
you were sure your throat was bruised from his thrusts as he face fucked you, you gagged, begging for breath before he pulled out, his pre-cum dripping down your chin. after getting only few breaths, you opened your mouth, sticking your tongue for him. jake laughed as he placed his cock on your tongue, painfully rubbing it back on forth on your wet muscle, saliva dripping down to your lap from your open mouth.
“my girl loves it messy and wet, just like daddy.” he mumbled, forcing his dick deeper, as he grabbed your hair and pulled your head down, his tip hitting somewhere deep down in your mouth. when he slipped out of your mouth, your face followed it, begging more of his dick.
“where do you wanna cum daddy, i wanna make you cum whole night so it won’t be last,” you assured him, your voice sounding raspy from him assaulting your throat. you opened the buttons of your blouse and showed him the valley of your tits. “do you want to cum here?”
“get on bed.” he commanded, not liking your suggestion, he had something different in mind. he let go of his cock and watched you crawl back on the bed until you sat down resting your back on the headboard.
he got rid of his pants and boxers pooling around his feet when he only had that baby blue hoodie on him. putting his knee on the bed, he got closer to you, popping the button of your pants and sliding them down your legs. in the meantime you got rid of your shirt, leaving yourself with your lacy bra which decorated your chest beautifully. you reached to him with your both hands and tugged the end of his hoodie and shook it, signaling him to take it off. he granted your wish taking it over his head and throwing it to the floor, his one hand got back to his cock so he would keep himself alerted while he leaned down, pulling on your lacy panties with his teeth and slowly dragging them down your legs as well, the smell of your arousal filled his nostrils, you smelled sweet and yummy.
he forced your legs open and bent your knees down after he kneeled in front of you on the bed and started pumping himself.
“part your lips, baby.” he instructed, you shook your head and snaked your arms under your kneecaps, pulling your legs up to your chest before your index and middle finger opened yourself up for him, your arousal dripping down to your ass.
“my god, look at that pussy leaking it’s cream.” he mocked you, pumping himself faster as his eyes were zoned out on your needy pussy, clenching around nothing. “who’s it creaming for?” he taunted you.
“daddy!!” you chanted, pulling your lips apart more, feeling a shot of arousal leaking down your ass.
“good girl, whenever someone fucks you, remember who you belong to.”
you wouldn’t want anyone to fuck you after jake, it was impossible for someone to make you feel as good as him, fuck you like he does.
“now, keep on telling me how you fucked your tiny cunt without me. show me.” he tugged on his cock, slowed his movements so he can watch you a little more before he applies his plans.
you switched your hands, obeying his words, your non dominant hand holding your lips apart now as the others rubbed the rim of your entrance. you twitched when your fingers sinked in your core, making you feel full. you dragged them in and out of your pussy, giving jake a show of his dreams. your cunt gushed around your fingers, creaming over them, every time you pushed them back in your heat. you curled them up, trying to push them deeper as you stretched your tightness.
his eyes followed your fingers plunging into you, the sound it made was so erotic yet beautiful and he wanted to suck up all your juices. your head was rested back on the headrest of the bed, your throat looking so smooth and pure, perfect for his mouth to nibble at. your tits were swollen and perky with all the build up, your lips parted with pretty moans.
he slapped your hand from your cunt, the harsh drag of your fingers out your pussy made you yelp, as he stared at your uncontrollably clenching hole, jerking himself off relentlessly.
he shot all of his cum against core, painting your folds with his hot white release. some got on your lower stomach and inside of your thighs but he mainly aimed your needy hole. you were feeling his cum dripping down to your other entrance, which made you unintentionally clench.
“now…” he sat back on his heels, “you are gonna fuck my cum into that hole, angel. want your pussy full of me.”
you cried out, from happiness and neediness as you get to use your hand again, you messily lapped your fingers around your pussy to gather his cum. sticky substance touching your skin made you dizzy as you rubbed your clit with it, moaning in pleasure. jake didn’t want you to waste any drip though.
“inside you. now.”
“are you only gonna watch, daddy?” you asked, looking at him under your lashes.
he leaned in and rubbed inside of your thighs, making your clit throb, “daddy’s gonna fuck you later, baby, i promise.”
you believed his words and staring at his eyes, you pushed his cum inside of you, messily fingering yourself as he leaked back out. you tried to gather some, coating your insides again but since your cunt keep getting wetter and wetter it kept oozing out of you, you whined, “jakey, help me.”
he smiled at his nickname that you decided to give him today, he softly nodded his head to you before leaned in and got eye level with your hole that was stuffed with your three fingers. he kissed the top of your hand, making you release the pressure you were giving to your core, he sticked out his middle and ring finger and abruptly pushed it under yours, inside of your cunt, the stretch made you wince in pain. you had 5 fingers in you.
“jake!!!” you screamed, looking down, feeling his fingers against yours, inside of you tight pussy. he kissed the inside of your thigh, “see, nothing’s leaking now, baby.”
you cried out, feeling so full, you tried to pull your hands out but the friction didn’t let you. he soothed your thighs with his other hand, making you relax to stop you from clenching. he wiggled his fingers inside a little, seeing if he could move, and when he figured out your hole is stretched out enough, he pulled your hand out of your entrance. “doing so good baby, so so good.”
he fucked his cum into you a little more, your eyes closed with pleasure, finally him doing the work and making you feel good. your legs were still pressed to your chest and your pussy was all open for him to finger you easily. he leaned in sucked in one of your nipples into his mouth, then biting it and nibbling on it, leaving marks all over your boob. he switched to your jaw and left open mouthed kisses as he talked. “you can cum, baby.”
“no, no, no.” whines spilled from your lips, trying to close your legs around his body for him to stop. “wanna cum on your cock, please.”
“oh?” he sent you a cocky smile, connecting your lips in a kiss as he pulled his fingers from your cunt. you hummed into his mouth, thanking him your way. he released your hands under your legs, making them lay on the bed comfortably as he still kept them open. your limbs were sore from keeping them up for so long but the pain it gave you was pleasurable. he kissed down your stomach and he couldn’t hold himself but licked a bold stripe along your folds, tasting himself mixed with your aroma.
“jake!!” you cried out, you were so close but you didn’t want to cum yet.
“keep it in for me just a little bit more.” he asked before he pressed his tongue flat on your core, sliding it down to your ass, picking some of his cum that were on your other hole, you bolted up to his face in surprise, feeling his wet muscle on your back entrance.
“not now… but one day,” he smirked, as he dragged his tongue back up, sliding it into your entrance as your cunt sucked him in. he lapped your juices, humming and moaning as he tasted you, his nose brushing against your clit whenever he pushed his tongue deeper, your legs squeezed his head between them, the denial of your orgasm getting harder and harder every second.
he let go of your clit with a pop, and kissed down your legs, giving you soothing massages around your calves as you panted. you were gushing out your arousal non stop without reaching your high, jake knew he was going to make you squirt on his lap.
he held you up from your arms, making you sit on hid thighs as he brushed your sweat from your face with his hands. he rubbed the his tip along your folds as you rested your forehead on his shoulder, kissing his skin and moaning against it with anticipation. “please…” you cried out, before he made you sit on his dick, bottoming you out. you screamed, digging your nails on his shoulders as he grabbed your hips from both sides, pulling you up and down on his shaft in an unbelievable pace.
“j-j-ake, ahh!” your voice croaked in your throat as he pulled your cheeks apart with his hand to push deeper into you. you were bouncing uncontrollably on his cock, as he placed wet kisses all over your chest. “so good for me, angel, you are so fucking good.”
he was hitting your g-spot in a relentless pace, your ass was bouncing against his balls and your lips rubbed against each others as you went up and down on his lap, digging your nails on his shoulders, you kissed him and he kissed you back, humming into your mouth in pleasure. he let you control the pace as his hands gripped your legs, pulling you closer to his chest and kissing you deeper, so passionately and forceful, you melted into his touch. you kept your bouncing movements on his cock, whimpering into his mouth with every move.
“close?” he mumbled against your lips and you only nodded, feeling a big release mounting in your core, something you never felt before. “jake, i think i—
you couldn’t manage to finish your words when you lifted your hips abruptly off his dick, looking down on his lap and yours as clear juices spilled from your cunt, getting all over you.
he made you squirt all over him. he breathlessly looked at your face, as you also stared at his, keeping you ass up from his painfully erected dick, you didn’t think you were able to take him again, after what just happened.
he smirked, looking at the droplets of your cum running down his abs, “angel, you made a big mess this time.” he said, like he wasn’t expecting you to squirt all over him after all the foreplay and orgasm denials he put you through.
you slowly sat back on high thighs, your wetness still spilling down as your cunt made contact with his skin. “i- i am sorry, i-“
he stopped you from talking nonsense by pulling your lips to his, kissing you passionately, “that was the sexiest thing i’ve ever seen, so, don’t be sorry.” he mumbled against your lips before he sucked on your lower lip and left a bruise there.
you let out a breath, coming down your high, still sitting on the pool with him that you just made, you stared down and see even his chest had some of your juices. then you saw his dick hard and erected between your bodies. “let me take care of you now, jakey.” you smiled, taking his wet cock in your hand, and stroking him off as your eyes stared at each others.
jake didn’t know it was possible to feel this euphoric with a woman and you didn’t know the men from novels actually existed.
he spilled all over your hand and some on your tits as he cummed, you scooped it from your chest and put your fingers on your mouth, sucking them clean.
“fuck.” he grunted as he watched you, now fully spent and exhausted, he didn’t know what to do with you. with his little subby vixen who made him feel things he never felt, staring at his eyes innocently like she wasn’t the one taking his cock and squirting all over him.
“let’s clean up angel, we obviously can’t sleep like this.” he giggled, stroking your cheek in a loving way, “you’re feeling okay right? now drop this time?”
“no drop.” you assured him. “before we shower…” you wrapped your arms around his neck, “can i trust you jake? without knowing anything about you, can i still trust you?”
jake was glad you were willing to trust him because he really wanted to get more of you. he nodded and smiled at you. “you can trust me.” he kissed your temple, “just don’t ask me questions because i don’t have answers that will satisfy you.”
“okay.” you nodded your head, you knew he wasn’t dangerous and the secrets he kept was his business, you only cared about the connection you had.
he carried you to the shower, like the first time, this time he left you alone for you to clean up yourself as he tidied the room and get clean sheets from the room service. you were about to open the door to get out of the bathroom but you heard him talking on the phone. you promised yourself you weren’t going to dig for information in the shower but you couldn’t help and eavesdropped.
“how many times i told you, i don’t want it!” he yelled on the phone talking angrily with someone. you got angry too, whoever it is making your man go crazy after you made him so soft.
“no one will know. no one! you are already causing too much trouble on my life!” he hissed, lowering his voice incase you might hear.
“i don’t want this life you planned for me.” he said lastly, hanging up the phone to whoever talking’s face.
you counted to 10 before you unlocked the door and got in the room, only wrapped by the little towel that was in the shower. when he saw you, frustrated frown disappeared and a smile took over his face.
he was adorable.
“is my girl all clean?” he asked, hugging you by your waist and placing his other hand on your ass. you hummed, kissing his lips. “you are gonna sleep over here, right?” he tilted his head, you couldn’t believe you managed to slap his beautiful face earlier.
“wanna sleep next to you jakey.” you told him and he squeezed your ass before slapping it lightly. “cool, wasn’t my intention to let you go tonight, baby.” he rubbed your shoulders and went into the bathroom. you dried yourself and got under sheets naked, since you didn’t want to put on you work clothes are wet underwear.
you listened to the sound of his showering as you think about jake, you listed the things you know about him and the things you didn’t. it wasn’t you typical kind of relationship, knowing so little about them but still trusting them for some reason. at least you knew he was your colleague, the silent introverted boy you see everyday at work.
“i don’t want this life you planned for me!”
who was he talking to? why he had to be so mysterious to you, why he couldn’t open up and tell you who he was. you promised him you won’t be asking him any questions so you shushed your mouth. one night stands were something you did before and this was a different and more intimate kind of one night stand you were having.
a one night stand (two, actually) who you want to cuddle all night.
the door opened and jake got out, ruffling his hair with the towel, he opened the closet and it was full of his personal clothes. your eyebrows rose. “do you live in this suit?” you asked. he nodded without turning back to you, “yeah, couldn’t bother looking for a house.”
‘oh he’s filthy rich…’
“i understand.” you talked in small, laying back down on the bed, he turned his neck to check on you, seeing you still naked under the covers. he picked out a oversized t-shirt along with this sweatpants that he was going to wear to sleep.
he put his knee on the bed and crawled to you, took you few seconds that he was naked when he handed you the shirt. “wear this, it gets chilly at night.”
he slipped himself in some boxers and then his sweatpants as you tucked the material over your head and pulled it down your body. “thanks.” you mumbled to him and he only nodded, before he laid on his side, staring at your face. his thumb traced the bruise he left on your bottom lip. “does this hurt?” he asked, which made you smile softly. “no, it doesn’t.” you replied him.
“i am sorry, for not telling you that we worked together, i know i should have done it, but i—, since we never talked it felt weird so i, i just—“ you shushed him by pressing your lips against his. you knew one day you were going to get to know him. and you knew he had a good heart.
he kissed you back, pulling you to himself by your cheeks. it was soft and passionate and it felt great after all the hardcore sex you had. “it’s okay jakey, i forgive you.” you rubbed your nose against his, forgetting all your worries and pushing them to a side as you wrapped yourself around him like a koala. he felt so warm and smelled so clean, he made you feel so happy.
once you fell into sleep, he kept watching your sleeping face. he traced your cheekbones with his fingers softly.
“i wish i was the guy who was meant to love you the way you deserve, y/n…” he whispered, then tucking his face into the crook of your neck to doze off.
he should have stayed away from you the moment he saw you, but he failed to his feelings.
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to be continued
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𐙚⊹₊⋆☆ nice guy | sim jake
𐙚 idol!jake x student!reader (she/her)
𐙚 angst no fluff, the little fight that snowballs into heartbreak
𐙚 1.6k, mentions of cheating, not proofread oops!
𐙚 note // this is my first time ever writing for a group other than nct so i hope you guys like it ^~^ i’m on a break from school, and kpop bedrot has been my best friend thus this was born!! there will most likely be a part two that’s not depressing teehee
at the second hour of this seemingly never-ending fight, jake has yet to show any sign of giving up. it’s baffling to you, who — just as much as he does — thinks you’re the one in the right. you’re sure of it, which is why you aren’t backing down so easily.
“so you’re saying it’s your job to buy a drink for every person that looks miserable at the bar?”
“i’m not saying it’s my job,” he defends, “i’m just saying i saw her sitting alone looking particularly glum and that i had the capability to do something nice for someone, so i did.”
“so you’re playing the nice guy now, huh? you can’t possibly be at fault because it was simply an act of kindness.”
“(name), don’t put it like that. i’m not trying to play at anything. i’m just telling you what i did and why i did it.”
“and i’m telling you that it was wrong, that it hurt, that it might’ve been a nice act to her, but buying another girl a drink is not nice to your girlfriend.”
jake rises from his spot on the couch. he walks a few steps until his back is facing you. his hands are set square on his hips and his head is hung low in disappointment, or defeat, or just dejection, you can’t tell.
he stays that way for a few moments; the heated tension that once shrouded the room is now replaced with an eerie silence. jake breaks it with the most bewildering conclusion possible. “i get it now. you’re jealous.”
at this, you’re caught off guard, though it only takes a few breaths for your surprise to morph into anger. you stand up as well, and jake turns around just as your anger reaches its climax.
“jealous? you think i’m jealous of a random ass girl who seemed to be down in the dumps?”
the furrow in his brow deepens at the thickness in your voice. jake’s countenance is back to a defensive state, but his tone almost assumes confusion when he queries, “if you’re not jealous of her then what’s the issue here? what reason could you possibly have–“
“it’s you, jake.” you take measured steps towards him, tears springing in your eyes from the sheer emotion leaking through your being. your body is almost shaking, pupils quivering, and fists clenching when you push forward, “you’re the issue. you think you’re such a nice guy for buying some girl a drink, when really you don’t seem to understand the insinuations of your actions.”
“what do you mean i don’t underst–“
“were you flirting with her?”
“no.”
“did you express your interest in her?”
“of course not.”
“then why would she come up to me right before we were leaving to tell me that the guy i was with was hitting on her?”
jake throws his hands up as a show of innocence and frustration, “how am i supposed to know why she lied to you?”
“did you tell her that you had a girlfriend?”
“there was no reason to.”
“are you really that dense?”
“what?”
“single guys buy drinks for girls that they’re interested in at bars. come on jake, you weren’t born yesterday. the more you try to make it seem like you were just ‘doing it to be nice,’ the more it feels like you had other intentions that you’re scared to tell me. just admit that you did something wrong, apologize for it, and never do it again.”
now it’s his turn to be caught off guard. you think he gets it, and he’ll do as you say and you guys will both hug and make up and hurry on to bed. however, it doesn’t seem that way. he’s stuck on a single part, arguably the least important part, of your whole entire spiel.
“you really think i had other intentions?”
jake’s challenging you. you know that look well, the one where he feels so severely wronged that his vision blurs and all he can think about is defending himself.
“jake…” you don’t give in to the challenge because you know it’d only fuel him.
“you think i was cheating on you? in front of you? why’s it so hard for you to believe i was just doing it from the kindness of my heart?”
“no, jake…” you try again, but it’s futile. you know from the look on his face that he’s about to say things he doesn’t mean. you know it’s going to hurt.
“fine. if you really don’t believe that my act of kindness was really just an act of kindness then i should be more mean, shouldn’t i? next time you have a group project with a guy in it, i’m not talking to you until the project’s over. you can’t have guy friends, or else i might misunderstand your intentions towards them. if you ever go up to a guy and talk to him for any reason, we’re over. and i’ll apply the same rules to myself. are you satisfied now?”
it doesn’t just hurt. it breaks you. tears are streaming down your cheeks and your heart rate speeds uncontrollably. you’re standing opposite of him, barely able to breathe, and yet he looks close to normal, save for the sternness set in his brows. it utterly shatters you to know that jake would rather break your heart knowingly than apologize for something that now seems so minor.
through hitched breaths, you force out weakly, “so by your rules, we’re over.”
at first, he doesn’t get it. the placidity with which he had regulated his face falls briefly into panic. cautiously, jake lets, “what do you mean we’re over?”
congestion has clogged your sinuses, so you hold your breath as you clarify, “you’re applying the same rules to yourself, aren’t you? earlier tonight, did you not go up to a girl and talk to her? for whatever reason?” any composure jake held on to cracks. his eyes go wide and he takes a hesitant yet desperate step towards you as you hammer in the final nail to his coffin. “you’re saying we’re over, right?”
you have jake backed into a corner. he’d fallen for his own trap, one that he’d built trying to corner you. he’d say he’s ready for it, your attack. he’d even go as far as to admit he deserves it, apologize for it, beg for it. he can’t take back what he did and he can’t take back what he said, even if he never meant to even remotely cause doubt of his loyalty to you, and even if he had sworn early on in your relationship that he would never hurt you on purpose. but even when he’s backed into a corner, defenseless and entirely at fault, you never land your final blow. instead, you retreat.
“i’m going to stay at yeji’s tonight. please don’t contact me until i reach out first.”
you turn away from him and head towards your shared bedroom. jake’s eyes have unfocused and he’s rooted rigidly in his spot. his mind tricks him into thinking that if he doesn’t move, or speak, or hear, or see anything, then this must not be his reality. for minutes it seems, jake dissociates just like this. but the sound of you packing your bag sets his nerves alight, and he’s jolted into action like the galvanization of a dead man emerging from the ground. he awakens to this reality, and the realization that he has to change it.
jake barely crosses the threshold of the door before he’s stopped at the sight of your zipping closed your suitcase. just how long were you planning on leaving for? you look up at him to catch the disbelief and hurt in his eyes. your face has been washed and you refuse to let up anymore signs of vulnerability on your end, so you look back down.
“please don’t go.”
“don’t push it.”
“i thought we agreed to never go to bed mad at each other.”
with your suitcase zipped close, you still your emotions before looking up at him. “i’m not mad at you, jaeyun.”
at the sound of his full name, jake almost dissociates again. his heart has gone completely still. “then why are you leaving?”
you make your way across the room, and he moves to block the entrance of it. you sigh. “i just want some space to rethink our relationship and what happened tonight.”
jake hangs his head low, “i’m sorry. i’m at fault.” but his head snaps back up when he hears you laugh in response, “it’s a little too late for that, don’t you think?”
he doesn’t put up a fight, for he’s done more than enough of that already. instead, he moves out of the way.
you leave.
jake wonders who’d get the apartment if you guys broke up. he wonders what he’d tell his parents who love you so, how he’d break it to layla that her favorite person in the world will never see her again. jake wonders if he could ever get used to the silence in the room that now sits heavy on his shoulders. mostly he wonders if he would ever forgive himself for being stubborn at the worst moment, and being selfish when it mattered the most.
it’s only now that jake thinks he would prefer you yelling at him any day for any reason, over the silence of your shared apartment for the rest of his life.
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이희승 ‘ lee heeseung
he's sleeping in
he's literally slumped and there's no waking him until he's actually awake
but once he's awake.. there's no escaping fluff hee
he pulls you in his arms and kisses you
tells you that he really enjoyed last night and asks how you felt about it
wants to know feedback because he wants you to feel good in every way and would feel awful if he wasn't able to please you
박종성 ‘ park jongseong
got scared when he woke up because you weren't there tbh
little did he know you were in the bathroom
this prompts him to get up and go to you giving you back hugs and pressing soft kisses along your neck
literally husband material the first time ever
gives you massages and asks how your night was and proceeds to also tell you how much he enjoyed it
심재윤 ‘ sim jaeyun
oh my god this is sending me into an overload
jake would wake up wayyyy ahead of you
then he would make you breakfast
literally pampers you with so much love :(
asks how he did because he's scared he did bad
is super happy when he hears he made you feel good
also kinda pervy and asks for another round right there then says jk
like ?!?!?!
but serious jake is so cute i can't my heart cannot continue
sure he can't cook that well but he spent all morning making sure these pancakes were the best ones you've ever had
박성훈 ‘ park sunghoon
he might seem very cold hearted but in all actuality he's not
hoon is not good at showing his affection
when the two of you wake up he greets you and asks how last night was
he wants to make sure it was enjoyable for both of you
makes sure that if there's anything he could change he will
places soft kisses on your lips but then gets super shy about later LOL
asks if you're hungry and if you are he will prob just order in breakfast or something
sunghoon only knows how to fry some eggs and make some rice so he would rather just order breakfast
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DADDY — 제이크 !
. . . ## kinktober day ten | DADDY KINK.
fwb!jake x f!reader g. smut
synopsis. you’ve been fucking your friend jake for quite some time now, never expecting the word “daddy” to leave your mouth so many times in one particular night. warn! cursing, protected sex, fingering, good girl is used, choking wc. 898
you ran your fingers through jake's hair as he crashed his lip onto yours, pushing you down on the bed so he could hover over you. jake called you over to relieve his aching boner. he was thinking about you all day and just needed to feel your walls surrounding his cock once again. the wet spot in between your legs was becoming bigger by the second, and jake could tell by the way you were squeezing your legs together with his knee in the way.
he reached his hand in between your thighs, cupping your heat, causing you to arch your back and let out a sweet moan that jake always loved to hear. jake leaned down to whisper in your ear, "barely even touched you yet and you’re already becoming a mess for me."
you whined in response as jake took your panties off in a swiftness. his presence was still above you as you felt him run his fingers through your folds, spreading your hope open to cover his fingers in your slick. you mumbled, "p-please, jake. i need your fingers inside of me already." jake chuckled at your plea before shaking his head and saying, "that's not my name, baby. what's my name?"
you furrowed your eyebrows, which quickly turned into raised eyebrows as jake stuck the tip of one finger inside of you, swirling it in circles to feel your walls. he pushed his finger further in and you let out a small whimper, grabbing the bedsheets that belonged to jake’s bed. "come on, baby. i know you haven’t said it before, but you know my name."
your cheeks flushed a deep red before finally answering his question, "p-please daddy. please fuck me with your fingers already." a smirk formed on jake's lips, "that’s my good girl." he shoved the whole finger in and quickly added another digit after that, starting off with a quick speed while pumping his fingers in and out of you.
you wrapped your hand around his arm as your legs began to shake from the pressure of his fingertips hitting your sweet spot. "aw, does my baby feel good from my fingers?" you squirmed beneath jake's touch, nodding, "y-yes, daddy. your fingers feel so good. so much better than mine." jake smirked down at you, "that's right. but you're not allowed to cum on my fingers, baby. i want you to cum all over my dick."
jake halts his actions, removing his fingers from inside of you, sticking them in his mouth to clean your slick off of them. you lay there, breathless, as you watched him unzip his pants and pull them down to his ankles. he leaned over to his nightstand, opening the drawer and pulling out a condom before quickly sliding the condom onto his aching cock. he hissed as he slid it on, his dick being sensitive from how long he had been hard.
he hovered over you once again, lining his tip with your leaking entrance, sliding himself in, causing both of you to let out a groan in unison. jake picked up his speed, sliding his cock in and out of you, and the sound of his skin slapping against yours began to fill the room. jake reached his hand out to grab a hold on your neck, tightening his grip gently as he fucked you, hoping you wouldn’t be able to walk the next day.
jake took his other hand to grab your leg, testing your flexibility by propping it right on his shoulder. he wanted to get the best angle possible so you could make the biggest mess all over his cock, which he loves to see you do every time you two meet up. your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you felt his dick in your stomach, hitting your g-spot with every single thrust. you kept shaking your head at jake "d-daddy, i'm so close already."
"that's it, baby. cum all over this cock like the good girl you are for me. i'm so close too," jake responds, burying his cock deeper into you with the last of his adrenaline. you gripped his bedsheets as you arched your back and screamed, "i’m cumming, daddy. oh fuck."
as his thrusts helped you ride out your orgasm, your walls clenched around him and drenched his length in your slick. feeling your walls tighten around him was enough to send him to his own orgasm. "fuck, baby. you're so tight. I'm cumming," he says to you before releasing his seed into the condom with one last grunt.
he pulled out from inside you, falling right down beside you on the bed. his chest was heaving as he tried to catch his breath, and you were the same. he removed the condom, tossing it in the trash on the side of the bed, and then wrapped the both of you in his covers. jake cleared his throat before saying, "so.. did you like calling me daddy? i’m sorry if you didn't, it’s just a kink i’ve had and i wanted to try it-" you interrupted his rant with a chuckle before nodding at him, "yes. yes, i liked calling you daddy." a bright smile crept up on jake's face before both of your eyes slowly began to shut, falling into a short nap after the sex you two shared.
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HEART OF (24K) GOLD - EIGHT
; SYNOPSIS - jake’s had it easy his whole life. with a famous actor for a dad and his mom being the head nurse at a private clinic in the city, everything he wants gets handed to him on a silver platter - at least, until he meets you at a MUN conference. now, he’s forced to learn that money doesn’t buy everything, but he’s willing to do what it takes to be yours.
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I Think I Wanna Marry You ♡‧₊˚
Boyfriend!Jake x Fem!reader ♡‧₊˚⋆｡˚ ⋆
En-Hale Comeback ~~ Manifesto Day 4
SYNOPSIS ≕ You walk in on an adorable Jake baking cookies and singing Bruno Mars. It was only supposed to be movie night, but Jake has something else planned. Too bad you showed up 30 minutes earlier...
WARNING ≕ 18+/smut (kitchen sex, 69, cowgirl, unprotective sex). Alcohol. Mild cursing. Read at your own discretion !
WORD COUNT ≕ 1.4k
AUTHOR'S NOTE ≕ While this is smut, it's still very fluffy and sweet. The smut is more towards the end and it's very short. I thought of this bc I had a dream about Jake and me at a wedding, not getting married but we were just there. So this fic was born! Please enjoy! Tune into day 5 tomorrow at 10pm CST!
© to en-hale. no translations/reposts etc. (w/out permission!)
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Jake's singing voice carries all the way to you, who was just beginning to unlock the door to his apartment.
It was still a phenomenon when Jake handed you the spare key to his place. You left it sitting on your nightstand, watching it in awe thinking of how he wanted you to come to his place anytime you needed to, no matter the day, and no matter the time. He even suggested that you bring a few of your things over so that you can stay for periods of time.
But it was weird thinking of the both of you being domestic. Always being together within arms reach, sharing appliances and food, saying good morning and good night in person, the 'I love you's before leaving for the day. It racked your brain a mile a minute.
However, most of the time he's so busy that you'll walk in, and the house is dead silent. But today was different. Jake begged you to meet him at a specific time at his house. But once you were done running errands, you arrived 30 minutes earlier.
His voice is still carrying out, you're positive now that he was singing a Bruno Mars song, the one about marriage.
As you walked through the front door, you're immediately hit with the aroma of something baking. It smelt amazing, kind of like the cookies that Jake made you anytime you were down about something.
You grow a fuzzy warmth in your heart thinking about him baking for you. But what was the occasion? You weren't sad, no big holiday, nothing he had announced or you either.
"Hey baby -- I think I wanna marry you." His voice sang out. You rounded the corner into the kitchen and get to the whole setup. There were candles on the dining table, but they had not yet been lit up. Giant bouquets of roses were placed everywhere in the room, the white and pink ones that you gushed to him about years ago when you both started dating. Food was already decked out on the table and there Jake was, opening the oven to take out the perfectly baked snickerdoodles.
"Well I know this little chapel on the boulevard we can go- oh!"
Jake turns towards you and abruptly stops singing. His mouth hangs open in surprise. His splatter of freckles on his nose and cheek disappears under his harsh blush.
"Uh -- Um -- hi." He scratched the back of his head and you laugh at how adorable he is. You walked up and kissed his cheek in greeting and took a deep breath to pull in his delighted cologne, the one he wore when you both went on expensive dates.
"What's the occasion?" You smiled cheekily.
You watch his eyes scan for an answer. Instead, he doesn't say anything and takes you in a warm kiss.
"I wasn't expecting you for another 30 minutes."
He sat in the dining chair and you plant yourself comfortably on his lap. "Yeah, but I didn't feel like wasting time, so I thought I stop by early. I thought we were doing a movie tonight." You gesture at your grandiose surroundings and he gives a nervous chuckle.
"Yeah, but -- I thought dinner would be nicer."
"It is!" You giggle, kissing his cheek. You leap off his lap and into the other chair across from him.
Ten minutes later the both of you sat in genial silence while eating grilled chicken with broccoli and a side salad. You both moaned when taking in the first bite of the deliciously juicy meat, but after that, you noticed Jake barely touched his food, mindlessly rolling around the broccoli with his fork.
"Not hungry?" You're the first to break the quiet. Jake was startled for a second like you woke him up from his trance.
His fork fell out of his hand with a loud clank sound. He took a deep breath. "Tonight was almost perfect." He exclaimed.
You furrow your eyebrows, "Almost?'
Jake rose and wandered over to the kitchen drawer. He rustled around inside and turned towards you with an awkward smile. You could see slight sweat beads traveling down his temples.
"I'm so deeply in love with you that I can never find the words that really explain that clearly," Jake spoke, but it was so quiet that you practically had to perk your ears to hear. He took another shaky breath and continued speaking. "You're so open and caring and diligent and smart and funny and I wish that you could see from my point of view how fucking beautiful you are because -- geesh." His blush crept up again, but you could barely see it through the tears forming in your eyes. You clasped your hands together and covered your mouth, aghast at what was happening.
Jake watches and nervously laughs to keep his own tears from falling down. "I didn't buy this apartment because I wanted my own space and privacy away from the others," His voice cracked and he swallowed down another lump of tears.
"I bought this place because I want a place that we can call ours, and back when I bought it, I was too much of a wimp to ask you then, but now -" You watched his tears fall from his face. You were practically weeping. "I'm so sure that I can't wait anymore." He walked to you and knelt down. From behind his back, he pulled out a small jewelry box and your heart stopped.
"This is me telling you that I am finally in a place where I am more than sure, I'm certain. I'm secure with where I am, and everything I have done up until this point to feel more than ready to ask you this question that I'm praying you say yes to." He pulled open the box and the fluorescent light glimmers down on the sterling rock and it glitters in your eyes. "Will you give me the honor of becoming your husband?"
Words wouldn't form, and you weren't sure if they would in the state that you were currently in. So you hoped that pulling him into a kiss would satisfy his question. He grabbed your face and kissed back. Seconds went by of both of you kissing and whining and crying.
He breaks away for just a second. "That means yes right?"
You giggled and nodded. He slipped the ring onto your ring finger and a moment later he held out a bottle of champagne and two glasses. He popped the cork and alcohol fizzled in the cups. You both down them like it's water and are back kissing desperately.
Jake lifts you off the chair and onto the counter where he fits between your thighs and feels against your hips. You placs a calming bite on his neck and he shudders and a breathy moan rose from his throat.
"You want to do this now? We hadn't gotten to the dessert yet." You laugh at how easily his words could turn into something naughty.
"This is dessert." You whispered close to his ear. He shuddered again.
A moment later clothes went flying and without hesitation, you went for what you wanted since you stepped inside.
Your dainty fingers teased Jake's sensitive skin. Your lips ran in similar motion to your hand and he thrashed and groaned from underneath you, where he worked at lapping within your folds and keeping steady hands on your ass. All of this took place on top of the cold marble counters that once held possessions of other things but now those were thrown to the floor.
You gently sucked him while your hand fiddled with his balls. You both took time in warming each other up before he slipped into you. Your hips matched in rhythm very quickly, your tongue danced in his mouth when it wasn't busy busting out lustful moans.
It wasn't until very late in the night when Jake allowed you to release around his ridiculously long cock. You both came at the same time and let out mewling whines.
Nobody said anything, it was only heavy breathing and the occasional sound of something else falling off the counter.
"Fuck --" Jake panted. "Those were the snickerdoodles,"
And you both laughed in-between pants of air.
Right now nothing could've been more perfect. Jake was your fiance -- soon to be husband. You said your name attached with his last and smiled to yourself.
Soon -- very soon, you'd be Mrs. Sim, and there was nothing you wanted more than that.
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