#juyeonszn.100đȘ©
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BAD IDEA RIGHT?
PAIRING lee juyeon x f!reader
WORD COUNT 4.10k
GENRES ⊠smut
WARNINGS 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, literally porn with plot. like iâm so insane, enemies to âwe fuckinâ as reese put it đ„°, frat boy tbz again!!!, juyo is literally so irritating in the first half im not even gonna lie, heâs also a manwhore, making out, reader is a bit of a brat, juyeon has a dirty mouth, kinda dom!juyeon, vaginal fingering, oral (m! receiving), SHOWER SEX !12!1!, heâs hitting it from the back btw, unprotected sex, creampie, juyeon is actually⊠i donât even know how to describe him writing his character made me want to claw at the walls lol
SUMMARY deep down youâre fully aware that youâre probably making a huge mistake by giving into juyeon just like every other girl on campus ever has. but paired with how intoxicating his mouth feels on your own and the steam filled bathroom clouding your head, you canât seem to find a logical reason to stop.
MORE heheheh im back đ€ oh my god this was actually the cause of a week full of sleepless nights. i genuinely drove myself crazy writing this bc NEED FRRRR like idk iâm so đ delusional. ANYWAYS. ANON. THIS ONE IS FOR U. U REQUESTED THIS AND I RAN WITH IT. u wanted more juyeon, i deliver more juyeon ;) also shout out to ally, moni, AND reese for betaâing đ„ș i love u my cupcakes!! prompt used: 18 <3
PERM TAGLIST @winterchimez @maessseongs @itsbeeble
If there was anyone on Earth that you hated more than anything, it had to be Lee Juyeon.
To put things plainly, he was quite literally the bane of your existence. Being around him made your blood pressure skyrocket and gave you migraines that lasted for days. It was insane how one person could affect you so much by doing so little. It seemed as if he thrived off of getting under your skin.
Considering he was the captain and the pitcher of the baseball team, it wasnât shocking. He was also a member of one of the most popular fraternities on campus. But he happened to be roommates with one of your best friends, and that made it ten times worse.
Youâd known Changmin since third grade, along with Kevin and Chanhee. When he mentioned heâd be joining a fraternity in college, you were a bit apprehensive. All you knew about them was what youâd read in YA books and seen in movies. Neither gave them a good rep. Part of you wanted to talk him out of it, but you knew this was something you had to let him do, given you were adults and it was his college experience. At least you still had the other two under one roof.
The first time you met Juyeon was also the first time you attended a frat party. Changmin had just passed his initiation after waiting a year and he invited all of you to celebrate. You were excited for the most part since high school parties were more for an adrenaline rush due to the fact that your parents never let you go to them and you either snuck out or lied about going. You didnât have to worry about the limitations of parents this go around.
The boys disappeared almost immediately upon arrival, leaving you to fend for yourself in the very crowded fraternity house. You could hardly pass through a room without bumping into somebodyâs shoulder or elbow, huffing as you maneuver around the house equivalent to a sardine can. Your drink nearly spilled onto your top multiple times and you were glad you decided against the heels for the night.
You chugged the rest of the jungle juice in your cup as you stepped onto the patio, where itâs just as noisy and just as packed. Youâre lucky enough to find an empty lounge chair near the houseâs pool, unoccupied and calling your name. When your legs touch the plastic chair, you flinch at how hot it is, most likely from being in the sun all day.
âWoah, do you want a cushion?â
You look up at the source of the voice. Youâve seen him around campus before, and even at Changminâs games. Lee Juyeon was just one of those people that you had to know, unless youâd been living under a rock. Just like everyone else in the world, you couldnât deny how attractive he was. From this distance, you truly understood why girls would giggle like high schoolers over the guy.
âUh, sure. Yeah, that would be great actually.â You nod, watching as he wanders towards the shed in the corner of the big ass backyard. He returns promptly, holding his red solo cup between his teeth and one hand on your lower back guiding you to a standing position so he could place down the cushion.
âAs a thank you, can I get your name?â He gives you a cocky little smile that shouldâve been a warning. And looking back on it, you shouldâve seen his true personality sooner, to be completely honest. The way his lips curled at the corners, like a conniving bastard who got off on irritating others.
âItâs Y/N,â you say, messing with your empty cup. âIâd ask for yours, but I kinda already know.â
He laughs at that, scratching the back of his neck. âThatâs not surprising.â Itâs at this point that youâre starting to see through his sweet facade, but despite knowing betterâ despite always keeping your guard upâ you let yourself fall for it just this once. All because you didnât want to fuck things up for Changmin. He owed you big time.
âWell, you are a talented athlete.â You didnât want to fuel what is probably already a massive ego, but youâd rather compliment his baseball skills than the fact that he was infamous for screwing around with half of the girls on campus. Technically, that was a feat of its own since heâd only been in school for a year.
âOh, so you think Iâm talented?â He rested a hand on your chair, leaning down to your level. Confidence oozed from every corner of his being and if you werenât so self aware, perhaps you couldâve ended up like all those other victims of his charismatic behavior.
âI go to the games for Changmin,â you scoff, glancing away from his face to stop the heat rising up your neck. âIâve only paid attention to you once or twice.â
âYeah, sure. Let's go with that,â he bites his lip, blatantly checking you out. âI wouldnât mind paying attention to you a little.â
âIâm unimpressed, Juyeon,â you snort, raising an eyebrow at him. âDoes this shit really work on everyone?â
âI can drop the act if you want, baby. Just let me know when youâre ready to stop playing hard to get.â He stands upright, running a hand through his hair.
Every time you ran into Lee Juyeon after that, he was more and more insufferable. He knew his influence on you, too, if his smug fucking grin was anything to go by. You wish you could just slap it off of him. However, you stood by being the bigger person in any given situation, so that was off the table. (And half of you still felt a moral obligation to not get your friend into hot water.)
âWould it kill you to play nice every once in a while? I do live with the dude, you know.â Changmin whines, trailing you in the supermarket like a lost puppy.
âHeâs got a point, N/N,â Kevin adds, humming as he tosses a boxed dinner into the cart. âI get that heâs a little bit of an overconfident douche, but rolling your eyes at him when he hasnât even done anything just makes it worse on you. And JiChang, too, I guess.â
âBroâŠâ
You werenât even sure why he decided to tag along with you and the other boys when you mentioned grocery shopping. In fact, he might as well have stayed his ass home if he was just going to gang up on you the whole time. Chanhee sighs dramatically, bringing your shopping cart to a halt.
âCan we not have a peaceful grocery trip? Is that impossible or something?â His lips form a thin line. âI swear, all we do is talk about how much Y/N hates Lee Juyeon. Can we please move on?â
âThank you, Chanhee, I agree,â you nod along, walking backwards as you do so and ignoring the faces your friends make. âHe makes me want to kill myself.â
âWho makes you want to kill yourself?â
You jump up, frightened by the sudden voice in your ear. Your friends all give you sheepish smiles, as if theyâd already tried to warn you. (What shitty jobs they did.) With a hand over your heart, you turn around to meetâ speak of the devilâ none other than Lee Juyeon himself.
âWhat are you doing here?â Your eyes narrow and your arms cross over your chest. Luck could never be on your side when it came to this guy.
âUh, last I checked, this was a public supermarket. Where I can publicly shop. I wasnât aware that I had to run that by you. So sorry, sweetheart.â He pouts, his expression so theatrical you nearly give in to your constant urge to punch him in the face.
You feel your eye twitch, and it takes everything in you to step back and assess just how bad it would be if you committed murder right now. Changmin comes to your rescue, doing damage control as best as he can while Kevin attempts to talk you out of becoming a criminal.
The two frat brothers do their little fraternity handshake thing and then finally heâs out of sight, out of mind, allowing you to visibly relax. Chanhee purses his lips. âOkay, so maybe I do see where the anger comes from. And holy shit, Y/N, you have the patience of a saint.â
âThe person you have called is unavailable! At the tone, please leave a message. When you have finished recording, you mayââ
âGoddammit.â You curse, ending the unsuccessful call.
The downside of working far from campus, was working far from campus. You didnât have your own car and usually relied on one of your roommates for a ride to and from. But now here you are, stranded at work while itâs pouring cats and dogs outside. Kevin was in class and Chanhee wasnât picking up his phone. You could call Changmin, but youâre pretty sure he also had a class around this time.
Just as youâre about to succumb to your demise, you receive a text from Chanhee.
[2:57 pm] michael jackson: IM SO SORRY AJNSSJNW BUT SOMETHING CAME UP WITH A GROUP PROJECT
[2:57 pm] michael jackson: DONT WORRY THOUGH, IVE GOT IT COVERED UR STILL GETTING PICKED UP
âCould today get any worse?â You mutter to yourself, locking your phone and tossing it into your purse. As if your timing couldnât be better, you spoke entirely too soon. Your eyes squint at the unfamiliar car rolling up under the carport. Your brows furrowed in confusion, because you had no idea who could be your saving grace. Chanhee was a wild card so who knew who he had on speed dial.
But then the passenger window rolls down and you wish the ground would just swallow you whole. Lee Juyeon grins that stupid fucking grin of his, beckoning you to his car as it unlocks when he shifts into park. You shake your head.
âNo way. There is absolutely no way I am getting into that car.â You shout over the pelting rain.
Juyeon tsks, his eyes rolling when he reaches over the center console to open the door for you. âIs there anyone else who would drop everything theyâre doing to pick you up in this weather?â
Your lips pull into a flat line. The answer was no, you didnât have anyone else who would drop everything they were doing to pick you up in this weather. That was the reason Juyeon was here, you supposed. It didnât mean you werenât at least going down without a fight, though. Except, Lee Juyeon was a man who was all too comfortable with how expressive you were. Most notably towards him.
âWhat? Cat got your tongue, sweetheart?â
âFuck you. Iâd rather walk.â You seethe, starting straight in the direction of your apartment. Juyeon groans at first, your constant need to prove yourself getting on his nerves for once. Then his eyes widen slightly when he realizes youâre not joking.
The truth was that the rain was freezing and youâd love to be in the shelter of a warm car. In fact, you didnât really care that Juyeon was the person driving. But you were too deep into the bit now. You couldnât just turn around and get in the car, for you had a pride to protect at this point.
âShit.â Juyeon swears under his breath, reaching into the backseat to grab an umbrella. Sure he loved to tease you and rile you up, but he wasnât cruel. Your friends would have his head on a silver platter if he let anything happen to you.
You pause in your steps when youâre no longer being showered in rain water. Juyeon holds the umbrella over your head with a worried expression. You feel kind of bad for making him chase after you even though heâd already gone out of his way to pick you up. Sometimes you wish your ego wasnât so fragile. Maybe then you could accept help when you needed it instead of making things worse.
âCan you please stop being so stubborn and just get in the damn car, Y/N? Do you have to make everything difficult all the time?â Usually, pissing you off made him over the moon, but you can tell heâs not exactly pleased at the moment. You swallow thickly, nodding quietly and following him back to his car.
The whole drive to your apartment is silent save for the song playing on his speakers. Itâs not as loud in comparison to the storm outside, but youâre grateful that itâs filling the space between you. If only Lee Juyeon hadnât done such an excellent job ticking you off like a bomb, then maybe you wouldâve just hopped in the passenger seat with ease. But no, he had to goad you until you made an irrational decision and now here you are.
As he pulls up to your building, you say a little prayer that you donât regret your next actions. He stops as close to the stairs as he can, but you turn to him before unbuckling your seatbelt. With a deep breath, you ask, âWould you like toâ uhâ come inside?â
He glances from you to the stairs and then shrugs, parking in the nearest empty spot. He holds the umbrella over both of you as you make your way to your unit, lightly sprinting so you donât get anymore soaked than you already are. You figured the least you could do was invite the dude into your home and offer him some hot tea, just so he could warm up before heading back to the TBZ house. Your roommates not being here to make fun of you was also a plus.
Thereâs still an unspoken tension even after youâve shed your raincoats and shoes by the front door, settling into your apartment and its coziness. Juyeon sits at the breakfast bar as you busy yourself with preparing the kettle and getting a couple tea bags. His watchful gaze is a little intimidating now that youâve seen his serious side.
Once youâve finished making the tea, you set his mug in front of him. You look everywhere but him when you say, âIâm gonna take a shower if youâre okay waiting out here by yourself.â He doesnât respond verbally, so you take it as your cue to leave.
You turn on the water to let it heat up before gathering your essentials. When youâve completed your back and forth trip from the bathroom and your bedroom, youâre finally ready to just relax in your shower and forget about todayâs events. But how could you ever truly relax with Lee Juyeon in your space, permeating your peace?
As youâre shutting the bathroom door, a foot jams itself between the threshold and stops you. You glance up from the floor to meet Juyeonâs eyes. Theyâre darker than youâre used to, a deep shade of brown that has your stomach twisting into knots.
âYou know, Y/N, this game of cat and mouse is starting to get old,â he takes a step into the steaming room, locking the door behind him and trapping you. âJust admit to yourself that you want me.â
You sputter at his bold words, because you donât. You donât want Lee Juyeon. Why would you want Lee Juyeon? âIâm not gonna lie to myself. I donât want you.â
He laughs humorlessly, closing the gap between you just a little more. You donât have it in you to back away from him. He reaches a hand up to tuck some damp hair behind your ear. Youâre still wet and cold from your stupid idea to walk in the rain, but Juyeon plans to warm you up perfectly. âYou sure?â
âPositive,â you breathe.
âWhy donât we test that theory?â Now heâs got you backed into the wall, his face a hairâs breadth distance from your own. âI have a feeling I can change your mind.â
You donât know if itâs the heat of the bathroom or Juyeonâs lips being so close, but so far simultaneously that has your brain turning into static. Your head feels fuzzy, like youâre watching TV on an empty channel through a blurry lens. You lick your lips, vision trained on his. âWhy donât we?â
Thatâs all the confirmation he needs to press your mouths together in a searing kiss, hotter than the temperature of the room. You feel him smile against you when you make no move to push him away, instead carding your fingers through his hair. He groans when you tug a bit, twirling the longer strands around your index.
His hands slip under your top, thumbs rubbing circles into your waist. This is a terrible idea. Deep down youâre fully aware that youâre probably making a huge mistake by giving into Juyeon just like every other girl on campus ever has. But paired with how intoxicating his mouth feels on your own and the steam filled bathroom clouding your head, you canât seem to find a logical reason to stop.
When you part for air, you both start stripping your top layers, resuming your attacks on each otherâs lips once youâre left in nothing but undergarments. Juyeon trails kisses along the side of your neck, nipping and sucking wherever he feels fit. You gasp when he finds that particular spot that contributes to the butterflies fluttering about your stomach. âGod, youâre so annoying.â
âYeah?â And despite getting ready to give you the pleasure of your life, his grin against your skin still manages to irritate you. âYou hate me so much, huh?â
âMhm,â you whine as his fingers dip beneath the band of your panties, toying with your sensitive cunt. âHate you so badâ ahâŠâ
âYou might wanna shut up soon, sweetheart,â Juyeon warns, sliding his ring finger between your lower lips. âOr else Iâll give that mouth something to do.â
âIâll do whatever I want,â you pull his hand from your underwear, kneeling in front of him when he furrows his eyebrows in confusion. Your nails scrape lightly down his abdomen before hooking into the waistband of his briefs, freeing him from the material. It takes a lot out of you to not visibly react at the sight of his cock, hard and flushed to the tip. You couldnât dare inflate his ginormous ego, the situation you were currently in already doing enough on its own. His size is impressive too, making you wonder just how he expects you to take him like a champ.
âWhat a fucking brat,â he hisses, your tongue swiping along the underside of his dick. âAlways gotta have the last word, donât you?â
âMmmm,â you moan, mouth full with just the tip. Youâd never been the type of person who cared about size. As long as they knew what they were doing and made you finish, you held no qualms with their length. In fact, you donât think you ever even paid much attention to anyoneâs dick in your life. But if there was anything to back Lee Juyeonâs cockiness, it had to be, well, his cock.
âYou have no idea how many times Iâve imagined this moment,â he confesses, wrapping your hair around his hand into a makeshift ponytail. âBut, fuck, this is so much better.â
The admission shoots straight to your core and you find yourself whimpering, the vibrations against his dick driving him crazy. He has to support his weight with one hand flat to the wall, the other still tightly fisting your hair. With every suck and flick of your tongue, he tugs a little more, the sting on your scalp providing you with more pleasure than pain. You pull off of him to take a breath, jerking him off as you do so.
âAm I meeting your expectations?â You bat your eyelashes up at him, drool sliding down your chin and makeup smeared under your eyes in tear streaks. He groans at the sight of you, forcing you to a standing position so he could kiss you again.
You start dragging him towards the shower, unhooking your bra and stepping out of your panties. He raises an eyebrow at you, amused. âYou want me to fuck you in the shower, baby? Have you slipping all over my cock?â
âDuh,â you canât help but roll your eyes at his question, practically pawing at his underwear to get him out of them fully. âDid you think I sucked your dick on the bathroom floor for fun?â
âThat mouth of yours is gonna get you in trouble one of these days.â
He kicks them off, reconnecting your lips as you step into the shower. The hot water hits your back almost like a massage, synchronously getting in your mouth as you make out with Juyeon aggressively. Itâs like he canât get enough of you, big hands kneading and groping everywhere and nowhere all at once. You feel insane, especially with how good of a kisser he is. Itâs like youâre on cloud nine and nothingâs capable of bringing you down.
When heâs finally lost his patience, he spins you around, pressing you cheek first to the shower wall. You feel him against your lower back, his lips leveling with your ear. In spite of acting as if he had himself under control, you can hear the pant in his breathing, deep voice a little desperate than usual. He has a hand gripping your thigh and picking up your leg.
âNo protection?â He asks, his cock already gliding between your folds in anticipation.
âMm-mm,â you shake your head as best you can with his body sandwiching you to the tiled surface. âWanna feel you raw.â
âFuck, you canât say shit like that to me,â Juyeon groans into your ear, giving no warning as he spits down your front and hikes your leg higher, thrusting into your cunt. âYouâll make me wanna stay buried in you forever.â
You moan, hand coming up to hold the side of his head as he fucks you into the shower wall. If someone were to ask about this very moment, you werenât too sure how youâd defend yourself. A moment of weakness, perhaps? But if a moment of weakness felt this fucking good every time, you might fall into a habit of judgment lapses.
He nuzzles his face in the crook of your neck, nibbling and biting your shoulder and the surrounding area with each snap of his hips. The angle he drives into you at has stars forming at the back of your vision, the tip of his cock brushing that one spot deep inside of you whenever he thrusts up. You donât even think his entire dick is in you as he does this, but you also donât really have the mind to care, way too focused on memorizing the veins of his shaft with your walls.
Youâre far too gone to consider the consequences of your actions, the horizon of your release just beyond your fingertips now. Youâd never needed someone so viscerally before, so carnally. Yet here you were, sucking Lee Juyeonâs cock in with your pussy like you were a damn vacuum. The sounds youâre making bounce back and forth on the walls, no doubt louder than the shower water itself.
âIâ I-Iâm soâ fuck,â you mewl, words wobbling. âIâm so, so close, Juyo.â
âYeah, baby?â He sighs in your ear, nudging your sensitive clit with his thumb while raising your leg as much as he physically can. âMe too, where do you want me?â
âInside,â you donât think you even make sense anymore, babbling as he continues to fuck you stupid. âPlease. Want you to cum inside me.â
Juyeon grits his teeth, pleased with himself that he didnât orgasm right then and there. He uses his last ounce of strength to get the two of you off together. âCâmon, sweetheart, cum for me.â
The fogginess subsides pretty quickly after youâve finished, your brain registering what just happened almost instantaneously. If you werenât so hypersensitive, you wouldâve pulled him out yourself and scrambled to flee the scene. (And maybe even the country.) There are many more rational thoughts running through your head now. The entire trajectory of your life has just been changed, whether you realized it or not. But the biggest issue was:
What the hell do you do now?
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CLOSE TO ME, IâM CLOSE TO YOU
PAIRING lee hyunjae x f!reader
WORD COUNT 1.46k
GENRES literally just fluff
WARNINGS no 18+ warning this time đ, despite it being KIND OF suggestive at one point, it really isnât anything that constitutes a warning, brotherâs best friend trope, (fr)enemies to lovers trope, good olâ fashioned sneaking around, mild swearing, tbh this is really cute and like i wanna throw up bc when is it my turn </3
SUMMARY despite keeping your relationship restricted to the confines of these four walls, you would always be his.
MORE LOLLL IM INSANE I KNOW U CAN ALL THROW TOMATOES AT ME đđđi literally wrote this in 2 hours call me william shakespeare :P um anyway here u go anon! hereâs your request from my 100 followers event <3 prompts used are: 1, 15 đ
PERM TAGLIST @winterchimez @maessseongs
âWhatâs the purpose of that top if it barely covers anything?â
You glance over at Hyunjae with a scowl, crossing your arms over your chest. âFirst of all, who the hell are you to judge what Iâm wearing? Second of all, why are you looking?â
âOkay, gross, I would never look at you like that. Youâre a child.â He gags, his lips curling downward into a grimace. You roll your eyes.
âAnd youâre old. Find a new comeback, Jaehyun.â
âHere they go again. And with the government name, too, thatâs crazy.â Juyeon snorts from his spot on the floor. Eric bursts into an unnecessary amount of laughter, slapping his shoulder aggressively. The older male winces, muttering a small âOwâ.
Sangyeon sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose and pausing the movie that you were currently watching. He deadpans at the two of you. âDo I really have to play referee right now? In the middle of movie night?â
You both send puppy dog eyes and big smiles his way, because no matter how fun it was going at each otherâs throats, it was never worth the scolding from your older brother. Sometimes you feared his wrath more than your own parents, and thatâs considering the fact that you were a grown adult. He gives you a warning look before resuming the film.
The funny thing about being four years younger than your brother was the way you shared a friend group. Upon entering university, you befriended two rambunctious boys who happened to be on the baseball team with Sangyeon. Thankfully, youâd been close your whole life, so it wasnât too big a deal when you all started hanging out. It was kind of convenient since you lived in the same house.
As the movie continues, you glance over at Hyunjae, whose chin is resting on his palm. God, his stupid face pissed you off so easily. Just looking at it riled you up unprovoked. He was lucky he was best friends with your brother (and also all of your friends), or else you mightâve killed him at this point. To be completely honest, there were a couple times you almost did.
Towards the end of the night, everyone started settling down and getting ready to go to bed. A couple of the guys usually slept in the living room, there were a couple in the guest room, and then whoever else was left crashed in your brotherâs room with a futon or air mattress. Being the only girl had its special perksâ i.e., you got to have your bedroom all to yourself.
Itâs about an hour and a half after youâve parted ways with the boys that you hear the familiar creak of your door opening. A warm body sneaks under the covers behind you, wrapping their arms around your torso and pressing their lips to the shell of your ear.
âIâve missed you so much.â
âTook you long enough, Lee Jaehyun,â you murmur, side eyeing him while you shut your phone off and place it on your nightstand. âI almost fell asleep.â
âStop calling me that,â he pouts, groaning into the crook of your neck when you giggle at his childish behavior. âYou sound like my mom getting mad at me when I was a kid.â
Okay; silly story time. Hyunjae and yourself truly started off hating each other. He was a pretentious know-it-all and he despised being wrong. He always had to get the last word and he argued with you like his life depended on it. To you, he was your older brotherâs insufferable best friend and you wanted nothing more than to strangle the living daylights out of him.
His first impression of you wasnât that much different. He thought you were an over-confident spoiled brat who had zero filter. You enjoyed picking fights with him just because you knew it irritated him like nothing else. To him, you were his best friendâs annoying younger sister and he wanted to put a muzzle on you so he could shut you up for once.
The pair of you were like fire and gasoline, a deadly combination that the universe made a mistake putting together. Your friends were amused by your constant bickering, but it drove your brother insane.
One day, in an attempt to get you to bond, Sangyeon had sent Hyunjae to pick you up from a friendâs apartment after working on a project. The entire car ride was filled with insults left and right, neither of you paying attention to the angry grey cloud in the sky above you. Before you knew it, it was pouring down so hard that Hyunjae could hardly see through the windshield.
He pulled over into an empty lot to wait it out, but even that storm wasnât enough to quell the rage warring in both of you. Your fight started back up, this time more heated than the previous.
You liked to think you werenât a woman of many flaws. However, you proved yourself incorrect this go around. Your single flaw was your inability to bite your tongue and keep your thoughts to yourself. So, when Hyunjae told you to âShut the Fuck Upâ, your response wasnât what it shouldâve been.
Instead you said; âMake me.â
And well, make you he did.
He kissed you with such force, the back of your head almost collided with the car window. You pulled away from each other to process exactly what had just transpired, realizing that all this detestation, all this animosity and rival shit had just been poorly disguised lust. All that tension was because you loathed the other and wanted them to die a slow painful death, it was because you wanted to go at it like jackrabbits.
After another few minutes of making out and waiting for the rain to subside, you both noticed that it wasnât stopping anytime soon. Hyunjae licked his lips and traced your own with the tip of his finger, grinning. âWe wonât be missed for a couple hours, we should take advantage of that.â
In your head, that was a completely logical conclusion that you quickly agreed with. And so, that was the beginning of your secret relationship with Lee Hyunjae, your brotherâs best friend and your supposed enemy.
âYou and your bed are so much more comfy than the pull out in your living room. I kinda feel bad for Juyeon and Changmin.â He rubs circles into your waist with his thumb, wrapping his arms tighter around your middle.
âHey, Iâm not opposed to kicking you out and making you sleep in a sleeping bag like Sunwoo and Eric.â You tsk, turning in his embrace to face him.
He gasps in feign offense. âYou wouldnât dare.â
âHmm, I donât know,â you shrug, sighing dramatically. âApparently, Iâm a child and you would never look at me a certain way.â
âI was just joking, baby,â he laughs and good God, youâre down bad if just the sound of his laugh has butterflies erupting in your stomach. âI gotta make sure everyone thinks I still find you aggravating. Youâre the prettiest thing Iâve ever laid eyes on, you know.â
You bat your eyelashes at him exaggeratedly. âYou donât have to tell me twice.â
Hyunjae smiles at you, differently than all the others heâs shown you before. Itâs tender, gentler than what youâre used to from the brunette. His eyes are a softer shade of brown, mocha colored irises that stare at you with so much admiration that even the darkness of your room couldnât overshadow. The moonlight peeking in from your curtains illuminates his features perfectly.
âI know I donât tell you that often, but you mean a lot to me, Y/N,â he suddenly confesses. âSneaking around and not being able to show the world that youâre mine is so fucking difficult, but if youâre not ready, then Iâm okay with it. I want you to be happy when youâre with me, all the time. You make it all worth it.â
âHyunjaeâŠâ Your bottom lip juts out, your heart swelling with so many emotions. His eyes flicker down to your mouth and he closes the gap between you, leaving a sweet kiss that manages to knock out all the air from your lungs.
He peppers kisses to your cheeks, nose, and the crown of your head until your breathing has evened and youâve fallen asleep. His favorite part of sleeping over was getting to see this, you laying in his arms peacefully. It served as a reminder for him that despite keeping your relationship restricted to the confines of these four walls, you would always be his. He whispers one last thing to you before calling it a night himself, though heâs sure your sleep is too deep to register it.
âI love you.â
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THEREâS NO ESCAPE (YOUâVE TAKEN TENURE IN MY HEART)
PAIRING jacob bae x f!reader
WORD COUNT 3.38k
GENRES fluff ïčangst ïčsmut
WARNINGS 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, mature language, mentions of toxic relationships. mentions of cheating, mentions of psycho girlfriends đ, cobie being the most caring loving individual in the world, semi-public sex, car sex, little bit of manhandling, lots of desperation, little bit of nipple play, some dry humping tbh, no foreplay bc we ball like steph curry, unprotected sex (BE SAFE1!!11!!), marking đčđčđč, um i lied⊠there is More than a Little manhandling, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, creampie lol, jacob is kind of insatiable, the end is cute
SUMMARY only jacob would tell you heâd just broken up with his girlfriend and comfort you rather than seek comfort for himself. only jacob could know exactly what you wanted and needed, more than you knew yourself.
MORE HELLAURRRR finally getting this bad boy out!! sheâs the (not so) calm before the storm aka the fic before fawntober starts LOLLL anyway! this was requested by my lovely dearest moni <3 i hope it was everything u hoped itâd be!! prompts used are: 14, 20 đȘ
PERM TAGLIST @winterchimez @maessseongs @itsbeeble
When people say youâll know when youâve met The One, theyâre lying. Theyâre lying straight through their teeth because they donât know what else to tell you. Maybe they feel sorry for you. Maybe thatâs what they were told when they were growing up. Whatever the reason may be, you knew it wasnât true.
How could it be true?
You thought your boyfriend was The One when you first started dating. He did everything right. He held open doors for you. He walked on the side of the sidewalk closest to the street. He held your hand so you wouldnât get lost in crowds. He learned what your favorite dishes were and brought them to you whenever you were stressed and needed comfort. He bought you flowers every time you went on a date, and sometimes even just because he felt like it. He was the perfect boyfriend.
Until he wasnât.
Youâd been together for three years now, and this past year had been a living hell. Youâre not sure what went wrong, but eventually all those doting behaviors came to an end. He stopped opening doors for you. He stopped walking on the side of the sidewalk closest to the street. He stopped holding your hand so you wouldnât get lost in the crowd. He stopped caring about your favorite dishes or when you needed comfort. He stopped buying you flowers because you stopped going on dates. He was no longer the perfect boyfriend.
You used to think he was The One because youâd been told that you would just know when you met him. And how could you not think he was The One after he did the textbook boyfriend things? But now you werenât so sure. After all, if he was truly The One, he wouldnât be treating you like you were a second option.
All of his attention seemed to be on work and going out with friends every weekend. It felt like he couldnât give two shits about you, or if you stayed up to wait for him when he didnât call. And perhaps it was your own fault. You let things get to this point and never spoke up. You bit your tongue when he mentioned heâd be working late, even if you knew there was no way his work required so much overtime.
The only reason you still stuck around was because you were complacent. You were scared of change. Despite everything about your relationship having changed since the beginning, it was still your relationship and leaving it would be a greater change. You couldnât help that you were a creature of habit.
It was kind of funny though, considering the fact that your best friend was going through the same exact thing.
Jacob and his girlfriend got together similarly around the time as you and your boyfriend. She was sweet when you first met her, everything Jacob wanted in a partner. He would occasionally boast to you about how caring and compassionate she was. He even swore he would marry her one day. He was also the textbook definition of a boyfriend, but he never stopped his actions. And yet somehow, she too switched up.
She became controlling and possessive, like any girl who breathed the same air as Jacob was trying to steal him away from her. She read his text messages, she knew his passwords, she knew his work and school schedule. She even knew nearly as much about you as he did.
You found this out after the two of you went out for lunch one day. He was so frustrated over the situation, but couldnât escape just like you. He was also afraid of the disruption to his life. Because she was pretty much stalking his phone activity, you planned a weekly hangout where youâd complain to each other about your respective relationships.
Tonight was one of those hangouts.
Youâd met up at a cute little family owned Italian restaurant for dinner, both of you worn out from your deteriorating relationships. But the sight of one another was almost enough to ease the weight on your shoulders, to fix every problem single-handedly.
The lighting inside the restaurant is dim, every table adorned with candles and slim vases with a daisy. You hadnât been here in years, the last time being when you and your boyfriend first started dating. It used to be one of your favorite spots to visit with Jacob, but you stopped coming together once youâd gotten into your own relationships. Being here with your boyfriend felt⊠off. So you never came back.
Sitting across the table from Jacob had your heart fluttering in your chest, a weird sensation youâd long forgotten. Despite the reoccurring thought about how attractive he looked tonight, you couldnât help but notice how dejected he looks. He hadnât said much, which was completely out of the ordinary. He always had something to say, always had a little quip prepared.
He pushes around the pasta on his plate, lips pursed as he does so. You let out a sigh, taking a sip of your wine and setting your fork down with a clack against the ceramic plate. âAre you okay?â
âHmm?â He glances up from his food, like heâd been checked out this whole time. âOh, yeah. Iâm fine.â
âNo youâre not, Cobie. Youâve been quiet since we got here and youâve hardly eaten,â you say pointedly, crossing your arms over your chest. âNow, whatâs up? Donât forget that I know you like the back of my hand.â
He lets out a small chuckle, leaning back in his seat. (You ignore the way the action has that previous fluttering travel down into your stomach.) âWell, I didnât really know how to bring this up, so I guess I was kinda in my head about that,â he turns his head away from you momentarily, wetting his lips before looking back at you. âI broke up with Kyunmi last night.â
You know your eyes are comically wide upon hearing this revelation, especially when Jacob has to bite his lip to prevent laughter. You definitely werenât expecting him to say *that*. Heâd shared with you numerous times that he didnât think he could break up with her, too afraid to risk her having a meltdown over it. You could only wonder what made him change his mind.
âIâm glad youâre⊠out of that situation now?â You form it more as a question, not sure if he considered this a good thing or not.
âThanks, N/N. I appreciate that,â he appears lighter now that heâs gotten it off his chest, indulging himself in his pasta finally. âIt was a difficult decision to make, but itâs for the better. I felt suffocated, you know?â
All you can do is nod, too familiar with that feeling yourself. Jacob Bae was a brave man for being able to find his way out of such a toxic relationship. You wished one day, you could gather the courage to do the same.
As the thought resonates with you, your phone rings, as if reading your mind. Your eyebrows furrow at the caller ID, confused why heâd be calling you right now. You mutter an apology to Jacob, excusing yourself from the table to talk outside. With a roll of your eyes, you answer the call.
âHello?â
âWhere the fuck are you?â
His harsh tone and loud voice directly in your ear has you flinching instinctively, wincing at how pissed off he sounds. âIâmâ umâ out.â
âObviously I fucking know that. Iâm asking where. Why arenât you home?â Okay, maybe you were just adding fuel to the fire.
âIâm having dinner with a friend,â you frown, kicking a pebble near your foot. âWhy do you care?â
âBecause Iâm home and I wanted to have dinner with my fucking girlfriend. Is that too much to ask for now?â His voice just keeps rising in volume. âAre you with that guy youâre friends with? Jacob, is it? Canât keep your goddamn legs closed for once?â
You feel like crying. Youâre humiliated. How could he think so lowly of you? After all the nights youâve spent staying awake until early hours of the morning, waiting for him to come home just to smell another girlâs perfume all over his collar. And he had the audacity to slut shame you? You feel the bile threatening to push from the back of your throat.
âFuck you,â you bark, wiping your runny nose with the heel of your palm. âIâve never once cheated on you, you fucking prick.â
âLikely story,â he scoffs. âYou better get your ass home before you make me angry, Y/N.â
âDonât talk to me that way. Iâm not your property. And Iâm sick and tired of being at your beck and call.â You think Jacobâs newfound freedom rubbed off on you, encouraging you to speak your mind. You couldnât keep holding in all the qualms you held with him. You couldnât keep quiet anymore.
You can hear him gasp slightly, as if heâs appalled by your sudden ability to speak up for yourself. But before he can get anything else out, you hang up and set your phone to Do Not Disturb, tossing it haphazardly into your purse.
Your hands are shaking and you feel the dampness on your cheeks. You didnât deserve to put up with this anymore, you deserved better. You wanted better. Being complacent was no longer sufficient for you. You attempt to make yourself look a bit more presentable, going back into the restaurant where youâre met with a concerned Jacob.
His brows are knitted together, forming an adorable crease in the center of his forehead. You almost reach across the table to smooth it out. The expression doesnât go away, in fact it stays put as you down the rest of the wine in your glass.
âWhat happened?â
The server comes back and refills your drink, which was probably not a very good idea, but you digress. You shake your head, nearly finishing what had just been poured for you. The influx of alcohol in your system makes your head feel a little fuzzy, but it feels so much better than the dull ache from earlier.
âEunho and I just had a fight. Iâm so done, Jacob. I can't do this anymore.â You run a hand through your hair, resting your elbows on the table and cradling your head in your hands.
His lips curl downward. He pulls out a few bills from his wallet, tucking them under his plate before he stands, outstretching his hand to you. âCâmon, letâs go.â
Youâre puzzled by his actions, but donât question him, lacing your fingers together and following him to his car. He plays music from your favorite artists and drives to nowhere in particular, doing his best to get the situation off your mind. You nearly burst into tears again, because only Jacob could be this kind to you. Only Jacob could take care of you this well.
Only Jacob would have a playlist of all your favorite music prepared on his phone specifically for the times you rode in his car. Only Jacob would tell you heâd just broken up with his girlfriend and comfort you rather than seek comfort for himself. Only Jacob could know exactly what you wanted and needed, more than you knew yourself.
And you feel stupid. Stupid for not seeing it sooner, for not realizing sooner. For not realizing that it shouldâve been Jacob all along. That it shouldâve been Jacob who youâd given the key for your heart to. It shouldâve been Jacob who laid in bed next to your every night, arms wrapped around your waist and breathing into the crook of your neck as you slept.
Because heâs always been this way. Heâs always put you first, doted on your every need. Before either of you got into relationships, when it was just the two of you, he treated you as his number one. He did everything right. He held open doors for you. He walked on the side of the sidewalk closest to the street. He held your hand so you wouldnât get lost in crowds. He learned what your favorite dishes were and brought them to you whenever you were stressed and needed comfort. He bought you flowers every time you hung out and sometimes even just because he felt like it.
Then you had to go and get a fucking boyfriend. And look where that got you.
âHey, hey,â Jacobâs voice cuts through your inner monologue, causing you to blink and snap back into reality. âWhy are you crying, sweetheart?â
Just great. You didnât even know you were fucking crying. Or that Jacob pulled the car over. You were parked in the furthest, emptiest corner of a parking lot, the closest light post meters away.
âI⊠donât know,â you answer, because truthfully, you donât. âI just feel like an idiot.â
âYouâre not an idiot, Y/N. Youâre one of the smartest people Iâve ever known. How could you ever think that about yourself?â He leans over the center console to swipe away some of your tears with his thumb.
âIt shouldâve been you all along, Cobie. I shouldâve picked you.â You blurt, again, because youâre an idiot. You never know when to open your mouth and apparently you never know when to shut it either.
Itâs silent for a few moments. You can hear your heart in your ears, pounding along with your pulse. You mightâve just royally screwed up your friendship too. But then you hear Jacobâs seat belt unbuckling and his upper half is folded over the center console completely, his lips finding yours.
Itâs a sweet kiss, desperate in a way that youâve never known Jacob to be, but you arenât complaining. You free yourself from your own seat belt, hand coming up to cup the side of his face. Of all outcomes you couldâve predicted for tonight, this was nowhere near that list. Your mouths move together in perfect synchrony, like they were meant to do this. It was as if you and Jacob had kissed a hundred times in the past and you were moving on pure instinct.
When you part to gasp for air, he grasps your hips roughly, pulling you into his lap. Part of you is surprised you didnât honk the horn with your ass, too preoccupied placing your lips on his again as he slides the seat all the way back. He bites and sucks on your bottom lip, tongue tangling with yours so messily you can feel the drool slipping down the side of your chin.
He grinds into you, fingers digging into your waist and bunching up your sundress. He trails his lips to your ear, nibbling the lobe as he whispers, âI could treat you so much better, baby. Let me treat you better.â
You canât halt the whine that pushes past your throat, knee hiking up slightly to feel how hard he is, pressed into the heat of your cunt only covered by the thin material of your panties. You wanted that so badly. You wanted Jacob to treat you like his pretty little princess, to spoil you and shower you with his love and affection.
âYour dress got a little dirty, how about we take it off?â He suggests, though the sight of you in the flowy piece of cloth is enough to have him orgasming on the spot. Instead of removing it completely, you help him pull the straps off your shoulders, exposing your bare chest. His thumb circles your sensitive nipples, tweaking them until youâre shivering and squirming above him.
âNeed you so bad, Cobie,â you whimper in the space between his collarbone and his neck. âWant you in me already, I canât wait.â
âSo impatient,â he chuckles, the sound rumbling underneath you as you claw at his pants to free him from its confines. âYou want me to fuck you? Want me to mark you up as mine so you know just how much better I am? Iâll ruin you for anyone else, baby. You wonât want anyone but me after this.â
âIs that a threat or a promise?â You raise an eyebrow, hovering your mouth over his and evening your voice as best you can. Jacob pokes his cheek with his tongue, his grip on your waist tightening. You groan at how attractive it is, rolling your hips experimentally in hopes it spurs him to get on with it.
âYouâre so fucking lucky I want you just as much, sweetheart,â he speaks against your lips, aiding you in your nth attempt to push down his pants. âBut just so you know, Iâm not holding myself back.â
âWouldnât dream of anything else.â You reach down to pull your underwear to the side.
Jacob doesnât even let you admire his cock before heâs thrusting up into you, lost in the pleasure as soon as itâs begun. You moan loudly, the noise reverberating around the car while he sheaths himself completely, your pelvises kissing like your mouths. He momentarily allows you to adjust to him, and then heâs driving in and out of your pussy as if it was a knife and butter.
Your cunt is so warm and wet, sucking him in so deliciously it clouds his judgment. His hold on your waist is bruising and he pounds into you unforgivingly, like heâs been waiting for this for years upon years. âFuck, you feel so good around me.â
âMmmmm,â you gasp when one of his hands tugs at your hair, baring your neck and chest to him. âJacob, youâre soâ Godâ youâre so deep.â
He starts to leave marks along the skin that shows, ensuring he stakes his claim in case your fuckass ex(?) tries to get you back. Jacob was far from insecure, he knew from the moment you followed him to his car that youâd choose him. But he wanted you to know he was serious, and if acting like your body was a canvas he was painting and copyrighting was the only way to prove that, then so be it.
âYeah?â he separates himself from your jugular with a pop, rubbing his nose against your own. âYou close yet?â
âMhm,â you whimper, nails dragging under his shirt and scratching up his abdomen. âNeed you to fuck me harder.â
âYour wish is my command,â his hands come under your thighs, bending his knees so he can plunge into you faster and deeper, the tip of his cock consistently nudging that sensitive spot inside of you.
He punctuates each thrust with a kiss to your lips, swallowing your pretty sounds. You feel the band in your stomach grow thinner and thinner, before it eventually just snaps. Your release coats Jacobâs dick, making it easier for him to slide in and out as he inches towards his own orgasm. You donât have the energy to move, your body spasming with overstimulation.
Jacobâs middle finger circles your clit, causing your walls to clench around him and finally trigger his ejaculation, the sensation provoking another one out of you. You wail as you cream on his cock, feeling your sticky cum trickling down your thighs. He slowly continues his thrusts until heâs brought you back down from your high, both of you wincing when he pulls out fully.
You both notice how fogged up the windows of his car are, eyes meeting instantaneously and the two of you bursting out into laughter, still half naked. He brushes your hair out of your face with a dreamy sigh. âI meant what I said, by the way.â
âHmm?â Your mouth forms a confused pout.
âAbout treating you better,â he clarifies. âYou deserve the world, my Y/N. I wanna be the one to give it to you.â
You sniffle, full on ugly crying when the weight of his words sink in. Jacob was all you ever needed and more. How could you say no?
âYou already have.â You say, no louder than a whisper, as if someone else could hear your confessions. He brings you closer to him, resting his chin on top of your head.
âGood,â he kisses your forehead. ââCause I donât plan on letting go.â
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DIVE TO YOU
PAIRING lee sangyeon x f!reader
WORD COUNT 2.61k
GENRES fluff ïčsuggestive
WARNINGS 18+ MINORS DNI u already know, roommates to ;) type beat, ummm theyâre naked, they are in a bathtub, sangyeon is⊠wow sangyeon just deserves a warning on his own, he is A Lot, thereâs a mention of a voyeuristic moment but itâs nothing crazy, he massages reader, they make out, i tease u all bc iâm evil like that
SUMMARY youâve never really thought of sangyeon in an explicit way, but now that youâre stuck in this position, itâs going to be difficult for your thinking to go back to normal.
MORE SURPRISE ALLY (@winterchimez) MY BELOVED THIS ONE IS FOR U <<<3 i hope i didnât kill u </3 this is another request from my 100 followers event! prompts used are: 9, 16, 17 đ€
PERM TAGLIST @winterchimez @maessseongs
You hated your job more than anything in the world. It was mind-numbing. All you did was stare at a computer all day and type type type, responding to emails or drafting up documents for your boss. It was exhausting. To be honest, you were sick of it.
But you needed it, unless you wanted to get kicked out of your apartment for not making your share of the rent. Sure, having a job you disliked wasnât ideal, but you were surviving and wasnât that all that mattered?
Besides, youâd probably die if you were forced to move out of your apartment. Your roommate was the only reason you moved in to the damn place despite rent being so fucking expensive.
You remember the day you stumbled upon his ad like it was yesterday, though it had already been exactly one year. Youâd just finished your first month at your job and you were growing tired of dealing with your parents. Yeah it was nice that you didnât have to worry about half of your current expenses while living under their roof, but you knew you needed to ship up and move out eventually. You figured this was the perfect time to do so.
You scoured the internet for apartments, but soon realized that living on your own would be way too much, considering all of the other things you also had to worry about now. As you started filtering through listings that requested a second habitant, you stumbled upon your roommateâs. The rent itself was a little bit over your budget, but the way he worded his ad had you hooked.
Just an hour later you were emailing him and setting up a meeting to discuss important details. You met up at a cute little coffee shop a few days later when you both found some free time. Being the punctual person you were, you arrived earlier than planned, ordering your go to and picking a two seater in the corner by one of the floor-to-ceiling windows.
You had always been the type to psych yourself up before doing anything major. You needed at least half an hour of prep time if you were making any important decisions, because you could not handle things going wrong. Everything in your life had to be carefully and methodically done. You liked to say you were thorough, but everyone else called you a perfectionist. It is what it is.
And because you didnât know this guy, you had no idea what he looked like and you werenât aware that he had the same mindset. You glance up from your drink to see the most handsome man youâve ever laid your eyes on walk into the cafe, ordering something you canât make out. He looks like something straight from a drama, his hair styled neatly and his outfit put together. Even under his thick coat, you could see how well sculpted he was.
You donât realize that youâre staring until heâs suddenly walking towards your direction, his coffee in his hands. He furrows his brows and clears his throat. âHi, I donât mean to bother you, but do you happen to be Y/N?â
Oh my god. No way. There was no way this hunk of a man was your potential roommate. It was impossible.
When your lips part in shock and you donât respond for a couple seconds, he blinks at you. Okay, maybe it wasnât that impossible. You nearly facepalm for already making such a fool of yourself before youâve even held a proper conversation. You stumble over your words as you gesture to the chair across from you. âY-Yes! Yes, thatâs me. Please, take a seat!â
He smiles politely, setting down his drink and shedding his coat. âItâs nice to meet you, Iâm Sangyeon.â
You wipe your hands on your jeans before reaching to shake his hand nervously. If you could hardly handle this simple meeting, how could you handle living with the guy? He might send you into spontaneous combustion by just looking at you.
Sangyeon had the patience of a saint, and you would be eternally grateful for it. After getting to know each other better and growing more comfortable around him, the two of you discussed the roommate situation. You truly lucked out in finding him, seeing as you shared a lot of similar ideals. He even offered to lower your part of the rent as much as he could, explaining that you were by far his favorite candidate for the second room.
Later that same day, you went over and got an apartment tour prior to signing a lease agreement. And then the rest was history.
You sigh as the clock finally hits 6, signaling the end of your very long work day. One thing you disliked about getting off at the time you did was the fact that it was always snowing. It made it hard to navigate your way home, since most people packed around the bus stops like sardines. You hug your coat to yourself to block out the harsh winds, your scarf wrapped up to your nose.
You were tired and cold and all you wanted was to be inside the blanket that was your apartment, soaking in a hot bath with a glass of wine beside you. Sangyeon was supposedly working late today, which meant youâd have some much needed alone time.
The entire bus ride, you find yourself drifting off and then startling awake when you drove over a bump. You donât remember the last time you were this drained after a work week. It couldâve been because you stayed over time a couple days, but you didnât think it would affect you that badly.
When you finally arrive at the stop near your apartment, youâre almost in a zombie-like state, trudging through some of the snow that has started to stick. The only thing keeping your eyes open was the obnoxious chattering of your teeth.
It feels like a millennia by the time youâve reached your front door, hands shaking as you attempt to unlock it. Youâre partly surprised you didnât drop your keys. The moment you step into your home, itâs like a huge weight has been lifted from your shoulders.
From the lingering scent of your peppermint and vanilla candle to the warmth of the buildingâs heating, you felt like youâd just been cuddled by a teddy bear. You shrug off your coat and hang it on the set of hooks beside the front door, leaving your shoes on the rack just beneath. Your sock clad feet drag you towards the kitchen, where an unopened bottle of wine awaits you.
Youâre tempted to just drink straight from the bottle, but you didnât want to get shitfaced, you just wanted to feel relaxed. Nevertheless, you pour yourself a⊠hefty⊠glass and waddle to the bathroom. A mental note was made to thank your coworker for the bath salt and bubble set she got you as a gift, seeing as it was finally being put to good use.
It doesnât take long for you to peel off your layers of clothing after youâve turned on the faucet and adjusted the temperature to your preference. You watch with heavy eyelids as the bubbles begin to form along the surface of the water, rising up and filling the tub. You dip your toes in while simultaneously taking a sip of your wine, damn near moaning at how much better you felt.
You press play on one of your playlists and light a candle before finally sinking into the water, succumbing to its serenity. Your eyes start to flutter shut and you donât even try to fight the sleep that calls your name.
Youâre not sure if hours or minutes have passed since you fell asleep, but the creaking of the bathroom door opening stirs you from your slumber. Most people probably wouldâve had a bigger reaction, considering someone just walked into the bathroom without checking if it was occupied first. And also because you had assumed you were home alone.
This was one of the various times you wished the earth would just swallow you whole.
Lee Sangyeon stands in the doorway, shoulder resting against the threshold with his arms crossed. His dress shirt from work is unbuttoned all the way to the third from the top, his muscular frame stretching the fabric deliciously. You wondered how he was comfortable, since he wore such tight shirts. Occasionally you truly understood why the term âTake A Picture, Itâll Last Longerâ existed.
You were extremely thankful that you added bubbles to your bath, the foam covering up your body where the sun usually doesnât shine. Sangyeon has an amused glint in his eye and even with the fogginess of your partially awake brain coupled with the few sips of wine youâve had, you know itâs off brand for him.
âS-Sangyeon, what are you doing in here?â You trip over your words, wrapping your arms around yourself tightly.
âWell, I just got home and I was planning on doing the same thing as you,â he rolls his neck as if to display his own tension from a long day. âBut it looks like youâve beat me to it.â
You blink at him. Why was he still standing there? Staring at you like⊠that?
âUm⊠Why havenât you left?â You swallow, but your mouth is dry.
âIs there some space in that bathtub?â
He asks the question so smoothly, the words rolling off of his tongue like heâs asked to join you in the bath on numerous occasions. You gape at him, your head spinning in circles. Perhaps you were still half asleep and your mind was playing tricks on you. That made the most sense. Perfect, sweet roommate Sangyeon would never ask you a question like that.
âIâm sorry?â Part of you feels stupid, gawking at the male and stumbling over your speech. Itâs like youâve completely malfunctioned, every logical point of your body shutting down for unscheduled maintenance. You had to recalibrate your systems fast.
Sangyeon repeats himself, not skipping a beat as he does so. You do a 180, glancing around the room as if someone else was present. You jab a finger into the only exposed part of your chest and then at the water with scrunched eyebrows.
âYeah, is there some room in there for me to fit? You know, Y/N,â he shrugs, going for the next button on his shirt. âI have seen you naked before.â
You nearly drown yourself on the spot. Lee Sangyeon has seen you naked? This was news to you. Last you checked, neither of you had ever done anything intimate enough for that. He laughs that attractive laugh of his, his eyes forming crescent moons. Youâre enticed to drown yourself a second time.
âY-You have?â This was probably single-handedly the most embarrassing moment of your life.
âTo be fair, it was an accident. I walked past your room while you were changing once but you didnât have the door closed all the way, and well, I am a man so, I couldnât help but take a peek.â He scratches the back of his neck, letting out a small chuckle. Okay so God definitely had favorites and you werenât one of them. Nice to know.
He unbuttons another button, stepping closer to you, closing the distance between you. He crouches next to the tub, finally at eye level with you. Oh, what you would give for a moment of this manâs time. Here he was, handing you just that on a silver platter and you were royally fumbling the bag.
âSo is that a yes?â
You really donât trust your own voice, so you merely nod, biting back the urge to groan when he grins at you, standing upright. Itâs like youâre stuck in a trance, watching him clear the rest of the buttons of his shirt like light work. The sight of his abdomen on full display has you releasing a tiny squeak. Then comes the unbuckling of his belt and that alone is a mental image you donât think you could ever forget. You dip your chin into your shoulder, looking away when he strips the rest of his clothes.
You feel him before you hear him, his leg brushing against the back of your arm as he slips behind you into the tub. He exhales deeply, exactly like you did when you got in. Youâre as stiff as a board, not sure what you should do with your roommate naked and sitting behind you, sharing bath water like it was a regular Friday night. You keep your focus on the faucet, too afraid to make any sudden movements.
âRelax, N/N,â he pins his chest to your back, hands coming up to massage your shoulders. âYouâre so tense.â
The way he works his thumbs into your skin has shivers running down your spine, your entire being feeling like itâs lit up. You suppress a whimper when he kneads a knot just below your neck, squeezing your eyes shut and biting your lip. Before today, youâve never really thought of Sangyeon in an explicit way. Sure you thought he was extremely handsome, but that had always been just a surface level notion. Youâd never fantasized about a crazy, fan-fiction type moment like this. But now that youâre in it, you donât think your thinking could ever go back to normal. You could never see him as just your handsome roommate.
You have half the mind to scoot into his lap, but it seems like heâs beat you to it, sliding his hands down to your waist and pulling you towards him. Your eyes widen when you feel him, hard and pressed to your lower back. At that, you finally make a noise; something between a strangled moan and a whine.
Sangyeon brings his lips to your ear, grazing them along the shell of it. âCan you feel how much I want you?â
âY-Yes,â you gasp. âI can feel you.â
This is insanity. Were you still waking up, conjuring up this entire scenario with your half conscious mind? Maybe some sick and deluded higher power wanted you to realize the possibility of having feelings for Sangyeon, and this was their way of doing it.
But then one of his hands trails to your thigh and he pinches you lightly. Thatâs how you know this is real, this is actually happening. You crane your neck slightly to glance at him. His eyes are darker than usual, a deep brown swimming with lust that almost looks black. Itâs similar to how a predator would stare down its prey and itâs a look you could get used to.
Sangyeonâs gaze flickers down to your lips and you just about lose your last bit of clarity, leaning forward to connect your mouths. Itâs kind of messy, kind of rough, but the way your stomach twists into knots and goosebumps litter your arms makes you think that the higher being you were cursing minutes ago was actually doing you a huge favor. Youâd have to thank them later.
One of Sangyeonâs hands comes up to cup your cheek, his thumb caressing your cheekbone as he does so. Without parting, you turn around in his lap, straddling him as best you can in your limited space. If you thought you felt him before, you definitely feel him now, his cock pulsing against your aching core. Your need was carnal, primal even. He hisses when you grind down on him, gripping your hips to halt you.
âDonât start something you canât finish, sweetheart.â
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AND THEN THERE IS YOU
PAIRING ju haknyeon x f!reader (gn technically since there are no gendered terms)
WORD COUNT 1.17k
GENRES fluff ïčvery slight angst like blink and u miss it
WARNINGS another fic of mine that doesnât require an 18+ warning⊠fawn in her tamed era đ, ur heart will ache from how </3 this is, mentions of divorce, reader had kind of a shitty childhood, reader also has some intimacy issues, hak is the most patient and kind person ever, throws up everywhere bc me when </3
SUMMARY he was content loving you until you were ready to love him.
MORE ANDDDDD my insanity strikes again!!!!1!1!1! aka in my dr. seuss william shakespeare edgar allan poe steven king arc đ my inspiration has been crazy lately, so enjoy this before juyeonszn goes into a drought deeper into the semester đ ANYWAYS MAE (@maessseongs) HERE U GO!! i kept it fluffier and kinda short bc it just felt right, i hope thatâs okay with u! this is the last request from my 100 followers event so far âš prompts used are: 2, 7 >:)
PERM TAGLIST @winterchimez @maessseongs
Relationships were a weird concept to you. Growing up, youâd never really been shown affection. Your parents werenât the type to pack your lunch for school in the morning and send you off with a peck on the cheek followed by an âI Love Youâ.
In fact, they never told you that they loved you very often. Maybe a handful of times in your whole life did you hear those three words uttered from them. And even less did you hear that they were proud of you. It was worse when you took a step back and watched their own crumbling marriage.
As long as theyâd been together, you never heard them tell the other how much they were appreciated. They fought more than they got along. You usually fell asleep to the sound of doors slamming and loud arguing in the hallway. When they finally decided to get a divorce, you almost cried out of joy. They were draining more out of you than each other.
So, perhaps that had to do with your fucked up view of relationships as you became an adult. You could never fully comprehend what love was since you didnât exactly have stellar role models. Boyfriends came and went, losing interest as soon as they realized how disconnected you were. Your heart was never truly in it.
And then, you met Haknyeon.
Sweet sweet Haknyeon, who only cared about your happiness and your well being. Haknyeon, who didnât ask you for more than you could give. Who didnât push you for answers when you shut him out. Who patiently waited on the sidelines while you rebooted yourself.
If there were a higher being out in the universe, theyâd done an excellent job at putting all the best qualities into Ju Haknyeon. By some miracle or a stroke of luck, he found his way to you. Youâll always think that he deserves better than you, but youâll also always be eternally grateful that you have him.
As summer takes its last breath and the air begins to chill, leaves wilting to the streets and crunching below the feet of passersby, your motivation to get up in the mornings has started its tumultuous decline. You donât know what it is about the change in seasons that continues to put a damper in your mood as the years go on, but itâs become almost too much to bear. It was no longer a dull pressure in the pit of your stomach and the back of your mind. Now it was a heaviness that settled in your heart and weighed you down.
It was a Thursday evening and you were tucked into bed already, despite a peek of the sun still visible over the horizon. Your head was pounding despite the room being silent. You curl into yourself further just as your bedroom door creaks open. Haknyeon whispers an apology, going to exit the room when he sees the state youâre in.
It was standard for him to leave you alone until you were ready to talk. He knew you had a hard time opening up, considering what youâd grown up with, and he didnât want to be the person who pestered you to tell him what was wrong. He wanted you to feel comfortable coming to him first. Haknyeon couldnât handle being the reason you were pushed to your breaking point.
But for some reason, this time is different. You donât want to be left alone. You want to be held. You want him to kiss your forehead and tell you he loves you, unlike what you had when you were younger.
âHak, wait,â you call, voice slightly hoarse. âStay. Please.â
Heâs taken aback by your request, but doesnât hesitate to follow through. He climbs into the bed behind you, wrapping his arms around your center. In spite of the fact that this wasnât a usual occurrence, that cuddling was something youâve only done a couple other times, he embraces you as if this was second nature for him. As if holding you in his arms was his very life source.
âAre you sure?â He asks softly, words spoken gently into your hair.
âMhm, I want this,â you nod, nuzzling into his arm. âI have never felt this safe with anyone before.â
Haknyeonâs breathing stutters. Youâve never admitted this to him before, youâve never ever said âI Love Youâ, but heâs always been willing to wait. He understood that this was a new territory for you. He was content loving you until you were ready to love him, even if it took monthsâ even if it took years. Thatâs how much he cared for you. In his eyes, you were the reason there were stars in the sky. You were the reason why the sun rose in the morning and why the moon shone at night.
He kisses your temple. âIâll be here to protect you.â
You turn in his arms to get a good look at his face. Because it was so rare that you were this close, you wanted to memorize his features from this distance. You trace his cheekbones and jawline with your thumb, eyes flickering down to his lips.
You lean forward, minimizing the gap between you to press your lips into a sweet kiss, almost as sweet as him. Haknyeon gasps out of surprise, but quickly reciprocates your affection, bringing up a hand to cup your face. He allows you to set the pace, to move at a speed you were comfortable with in case this was all you wanted.
When you pull back to catch your breath, he smiles, taking in how pretty you were. He could never get enough of you. He thinks that was his biggest flaw, being so greedy when it came to you. He couldnât help but indulge himself every time you let him, though if it were a sin, heâd gladly commit it over and over again.
âHowever many years we have left, I wanna spend them all with you.â
You feel the tears dripping down your cheeks before you register that youâre crying. You couldnât possibly fathom how Haknyeon came to find love in the form of you; the hollow shell of a person whoâs never felt the warmth of another human in their life. You didnât think you deserved someone like him. The only logical explanation was that you were a saint in a past life, and the higher being you mentioned earlier was rewarding you for it.
But even so, he loved you. Enough that he wasnât afraid to spend the rest of his life with you waking up on the other side of the bed.
He swipes away some stray tears with the pad of his thumb and kisses your nose. You let out a small laugh, connecting your lips once more. It conveys all you want to say, but you know saying it out loud will make it concrete. Itâll solidify what youâve been building up the courage to finally tell him.
âI wanna spend them all with you, too.â
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I CANâT LOSE WHEN IâM WITH YOU
PAIRING kevin moon x f!reader
WORD COUNT 603
GENRES itty bitty angst? ïčfluff ig? ïčsmut
WARNINGS 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, mature language, kevin is having an existential crisis, established relationship, kinda? cnc?, somnophilia, cockwarming, tbh thatâs all đ this is a shortie but sheâs kinda cute too ig
SUMMARY even when the world felt like it was no longer spinning on its axis, he had you to revolve around, like his own personal sun.
MORE this one is a double whammy besties đ€ along with being kevinâs fic for fawntober, she is also a long awaited request from my 100 follower event for @confuchan !! im sorry this took so long đ i hope it meets ur expectations!! if u enjoyed, pls donât forget to reblog! prompts used are: 8, 19
PERM TAGLIST @winterchimez @maessseongs @itsbeeble @zzoguri
Laying here, staring up at the ceiling like it was more interesting than any news story on TV, Kevin felt like he was at a standstill.
It was like the world came to a spinning halt, and the only thing he could focus on was the low hum of the fan in the corner of the room along with his own breathing. But then you stirred beside him and pulled away his concentration as if it were second nature to you.
Now all he could do was listen to your evened breaths, watching your shoulder rise and fall as you slept. You looked so peaceful, soft snores filling his ears as he leaned in to wrap his arms around you. You felt so warm in his embrace, your skin against his tucking away all the worries that had been stuffed inside of his head. Everything just came so easily with you.
It was amazing how you didnât even have to do anything, just your presence was sufficient to calm the storms raging in his brain. Your brows were slightly furrowed, like you were invested in the dream you were having. He canât help the small smile that works its way onto his lips.
You mumble something in your sleep, alarming Kevin for a moment before he caresses your cheek, leaving a kiss on your temple. âI just want to hold you close.â
Maybe holding you close was a bad idea though, what with the way you kept moving. Each squirm brushed up against him, turning him even more restless than he was before. He pushes your hips into the mattress to still you, holding in the choked groan threatening to free itself from the back of his throat.
Despite all the uncertainties that plagued Kevinâs mind moments ago, one thing was for sure. You were wearing way too many clothes for what he had in mind. The thought of your wet heat alone was enough to bring a sense of peace within him. Perhaps that was all he needed to finally fall into a blissful slumber; just the feeling of your warm walls sucking him in.
His fingers sneak down to the bottom hem of your panties, grateful that you were pantsless and your legs were somewhat spread already. He pushes aside your underwear, slipping himself out of his own. Kevin sighs, placing his forehead on your shoulder to quell the inkling of shame burrowing through his chest as his cock slides into your cunt without hesitation.
Fuck, it was like your pussy was made for him. It was as if you were created solely for the purpose of Kevinâs dick burying itself deep inside of you. His eyes flutter shut, finger creeping under your t-shirt to rest his hand on your stomach. He twitches in you when you whimper in your sleep, scooting yourself against him. His broad chest was sandwiched to your back, the two of you as close as physically possible.
This was perfect. He didnât even have to move, didnât even have the desire to finish either. All he wanted was to stay like this, his cock snug between the walls of your cunt. In fact, itâs enough to lull himself to sleep, effectively resetting any and every existential crises running through his head.
That was the thing about you. You were always the one constant in Kevinâs life. You could turn a bad day into a good one in a matter of minutes. Even when the world felt like it was no longer spinning on its axis, he had you to revolve around, like his own personal sun.
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BLAH BLAH
PAIRING jacob bae x f!readerïżŒ
WORD COUNT 2.17k
GENRES fluff ïčsuggestive
WARNINGS 18+ MINORS DNI yk all that jazz, mature language, younghoon being stupid, one bed trope đ, jacob is shirtlessâŠ.. that deserves its own warning tbh, reader also is topless at one point but not for the same reason, reader is down bad for cobie, dry humping ig idk if it really counts but iâm including it anyway, this is kinda tame tbh but,,, the tension is there i swear!!
SUMMARY you swore you would never make any physical contact with jacob bae ever again to protect your heart. what the hell are you supposed to do now that youâre sharing a room?
MORE HELLO!!! she is finished đŒ finished her up in a day im impressed with myself ANNSNW ANYWAYS this is a request from my 100 followers event! thank u again moni (@zzoguri) bae i hope u enjoy this đ«¶đ«¶ prompts used are: 10, 12, 13 <3
PERM TAGLIST @winterchimez @maessseongs
You know, you werenât entirely expecting yourself to fall for Jacob Bae.
To be fair, it was very hard not to. From his infectious smile, to his genuineness, he was honestly the complete package. Even before you became friends, it was difficult to not fawn over the guy. You would see him across campus every now and then, laughing along with his friends or something of that nature, and you always felt a tiny ping in your heart.
Then came Eric Sohn and Kim Sunwooâs annual back to school pool party.
Naturally, parties were the bane of your existence. You could never fully enjoy yourself, what with the clusters of people in one house and the strong scents of both alcohol and weed. However, one of your gal pals managed to convince you to tag along just to say youâd been to one of the infamous parties.
That was your first mistake.
Two hours into your eventual demise, you found yourself swishing around the contents of your red solo cup on the backyard patio, your friends having long disappeared. You were bored out of your mind with no one to talk to and now a near empty drink. A creak of the wooden boards behind you had you spinning around so fast you almost got whiplash.
Jacob Bae gives you a smile, stifling a laugh when you almost spill the last couple sips of your beverage. He sits himself beside you, sighing in either content or reliefâ to this day youâre still not sure.
âHi, Iâm Jacob,â he extends a hand towards you. âI saw you sitting out here and thought Iâd introduce myself.â
Just like they say in the movies, the moment your skin comes into contact with his, thereâs sparks. Itâs like a jolt of electricity is running along your arm through your nervous system, shocking your brain. From that moment on, you made it a personal mission to never touch him again, out of fear it would happen every single time and you might do something extremely stupid.
Now here you are, ten months later and still just as whipped as you were day one.
Your friends dragged you on a little road-trip just to get away for a bit at the start of the summer. You were nervous thanks to the fact that a wheel spinner decided roommates and you got stuck with Jacob. If anyone asked, youâd say you were pretty good at pretending like you werenât hopelessly in love with your friend. You looked at him normally, rather than with the want to rip his clothes off and go at it like bunnies.
âJacob and Y/N sitting in a tree K-I-S-Sâ ow!â Younghoon rubs his arm where youâd just smacked him, pouting at you. âThat hurt, what the fuck?â
âThat was the point, bozo.â You roll your eyes, watching Jacob swimming around in the hotel pool. You hug your knees to your chest, resting your chin on top of them. How could someone make something so simple look so attractive?
Tonight would be a true test of faith, the ultimate challenge of whether or not you could truly resist Jacob Baeâs charms. Even if youâd stayed in the same house or same general vicinity, you always managed to dodge sharing a room. There were the few occasions you slept over at his and Sangyeonâs shared apartment, along with everyone else in your friend group. Theyâd both offered up their rooms for whoever wanted to bunk with them for the night since there wasnât much room on the couches. You always picked the couch.
But there were no separate rooms keeping you apart this time. There was no couch. Just two beds and a couple feet between them. Oh God. You would be changing in the same room. Jacob Bae would be naked within your reach.
You blink away the thoughts creeping up from the back of your mind. You couldnât have that mindset sharing a room with him. Couldnât that be classified as immoral? Disrespectful? Your brain had to stay pure or you might not survive this trip at all.
âWhy do you look like youâve just seen a ghost?â Younghoon asks with an amused lilt to his voice. You give him a nasty side eye in return.
âI might as well have. I hope I keel over and die right now so I can join them.â You huff, your head bobbing up and down as you talk thanks to your knees under your chin.
Younghoon snorts, standing to shake his hair like a dog would after a bath. âYouâll be fine, dude. Itâs not that serious honestly. Just think of this as, um, a team bonding exercise.â
âYouâre a fucking clown.â
After about another hour of swimming, playing chicken, and other pool activities of that sort, the boys decide to call it a night. Thankfully so, because you had a long day of sightseeing ahead of you tomorrow. You gather your things and part ways for your respective rooms. Some were on different floors than others; you and Jacobâs for example was on the top floor. You donât know why, but the guys were insistent on swimming first, prior to checking out your rooms.
You waddle behind him like a lost puppy, following him to the elevator. The whole ride up is silent save for the soft lo-fi beat playing over the speakers. Jacob is still very shirtless, a towel tossed over his shoulder haphazardly. What was its purpose? Couldnât tell you since there were still droplets of water decorating his back.
Good Lord, you needed to stop staring at him, lest you wanted to go into cardiac arrest.
Your feet padding against the carpeted flooring of the hallway is the only thing you can hear all the way to your room. You even watch sheepishly as he pulls out the keycard and holds it to the sensor. It quickly flashes green and he pushes open the door.
Youâre too preoccupied gawking at his back muscles again to notice heâs stopped in his tracks, causing you to bump into him. He laughs that melodic laugh of his before turning around to steady you. You give him a weak smile in apology.
And then you see why he paused so abruptly.
âOh no, thereâs only one bed, what will we do now?â
You sputter at how nonchalant he is about the situation. You glance back and forth from him to the bed and repeat, sweat forming on your palms. It was already going to be hard enough just sleeping in the same room, now you had to sleep in the same bed? You wouldnât be surprised if you were found dead tomorrow morning.
âW-We can talk to someone at the front desk? Maybe we can get things sorted out and get a room with two beds instead?â You avoid eye contact.
âItâs too late for that. Besides, we did book these at the last minute, so they probably gave us whatever they had available.â He shrugs. His attitude is kind of pissing you off. How could he be so calm right now?
âWellâ uhâ umâ maybeââ Your words falter as you struggle to come up with a solution. Jacobâs lips quirk up in amusement.
âMaybe you could use that mouth for more than just talking nonsense.â
You make a sound similar to choking, your eyes widening as you process what the hell he just said. You keep blinking at him, mouth parted in astonishment? Shock? Surprise? Bewilderment? Did Jacob Bae really just say that to you?
When you donât respond for a bit of time, he heads to the bathroom to presumably shower. Youâre glued to your spot, unable to move or think. Your head felt like it was hollow, full of cotton. You had to be imagining that entire interaction. That was the only thing that made sense.
Even as the water in the bathroom floods your ears, youâre still dazed. You drag yourself to sit on the edge of the bed, holding the back of your hand to your forehead. You were going insane. That was the logical explanation. Your feelings for Jacob had been stuffed away for so long that you were starting to hallucinate.
Yeah, thatâs what you were going with.
You were much too delusional to handle seeing him come out of the bathroom, so you decided to change while he was in there and get ready for bed. You wanted to face the other direction to curve any possible chance of driving yourself crazier. You pull off the oversized t-shirt you were wearing over your swimsuit and dig through your duffle bag for some fresh clothes. You were grateful that you didnât let your friends peer pressure you into actually swimming, your desire to keep a healthy distance between you and Jacob overpowering wanting to join in on the fun.
As you go to untie your swim top, the squeaky hinges of the bathroom door have you tripping over your own two feet. You didnât exactly have the best reflexes either, so you fail at catching the strings before they can fall completely. At this point, youâre frozen. Youâre planted face first on the floor, topless, with the boy youâve been thirsting over for months just feet away.
Okay, so perhaps you underestimated how long it took him to shower.
âY/N, are youâ woahââ
âNo, donât come any closer!â
Of course youâre too late and he does not heed your warning. Jacob squats next to you and you can just feel his presence. To everyone else, itâs calming. Heâs the person most people go to when they have any qualms about life. He was the definition of the therapist friend. However, that was not the case right now.
His presence was intimidating and your heart was hammering in your rib cage. It was practically beating against the floor. It wouldnât be beyond you if they heard it in the lobby. You refuse to glance over at him. This couldnât be happening. It was seriously one unfortunate event after another.
Thereâs a ghost-like, feather light touch that trails the length of your bare back, sending a shiver down your spine. Just like the first time, itâs like youâd been statically charged. It was as if Jacob Bae himself created electricity. A sigh leaves Jacobâs lips. âCan you look at me, pretty?â
This was something torn straight from one of your wildest dreams. His words, his actions, even the situation you were in. A singular bed that youâre forced to share. This could very well just be the universeâs way of finally giving you a win. Divine intervention did exist, after all.
A peek at Jacobâs form shows you that heâs in nothing but a towel, and it leaves little to the imagination. You swallow thickly. Your lack of cooperation has his patience wearing thin, so he takes matters into his own hands, holding himself up with said hands on either side of your head and straddling your waist.
You can feel him through his towel and the flimsy material of your swim bottoms. Heâs hard, pressing into your ass like heâs the one whoâs needed to have you in such a visceral way the past ten months. His sculpted chest rests on your back as he leans down, his lips coming beside your ear.
âTell me you want me, tell me you want me as bad as I want you.â He breathes.
Itâs enough motivation to flip yourself over despite being nude from the waist up. You donât even care anymore, caution thrown into the wind. Your infatuation with Jacob Bae was already concerning, but now it was dangerous. You were getting extremely close to crossing the line you told yourself youâd never cross. But he made it so easy.
Your eyes rake his figure, from his chiseled torso that was handcrafted by the Gods to the way he unabashedly keeps his lower half pinned to yours. You almost salivate at how good this feels. But itâs not enough. You need him in ways that could only be described as carnal. You release a shaky breath when he experimentally grinds his hips.
He leans into you one more time, lips hovering your own and noses brushing. Just a few more centimeters. Thatâs all that it would take for him to kiss you, but he doesnât. He flickers his eyes to yours and then back down, wetting his lips as he does so.
âYour eyes are already saying yes, now I just need your mouth to tell me the same.â
You couldâve just spoken the words out loud, but instead you close the gap between you. Your mouths fit together perfectly, like a missing puzzle piece finally reuniting with its set. They glide in synchrony, your fingers coming up to tangle in his hair and run along the expanse of his toned back. He groans when your nails graze his skin. You both part to gasp for air, lips swollen.
âThat works too.â
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juyeonszn 100 follower event !
woah,,,,, i hit 100 followers on this blog??? thatâs crazy lol uhhhh in lieu of said milestone, below is a list of dialogue prompts that u can send in as a request and i will attempt to write short (no 7k+ word fics đ) drabbles/fics or even fake texts containing them!! (2-3 prompts max btw!!) requests can be as detailed or as vague as u want, but the more detail the better!! once a prompt has been used, iâll strike it out until the whole list has finished :D
and thank u again so much for 100 followers, seriously đ ever since i posted s(emu) the support from fellow deobis has been so overwhelmingly positive and i cannot express my gratitude enough </3
PERM TAGLIST @winterchimez @maessseongs
PROMPT LIST
1. "I've missed you so much."
2. "However many years we have left, I want to spend them all with you."
3. "Sometimes, being with you feels like a dream that I don't ever want to wake up from."
4. "One kiss is just never enough."
5. "Thank you for choosing me."
6. "You never have to fear that you're losing me."
7. "I have never felt this safe with anyone before."
8. "I just want to hold you close."
9. "Is there some space left in that bathtub?"
10. "Oh no, there is only one bed, what will we do now?"
11. "Tell me what you would want to do, if you were here right now."
12. "Maybe you could use that mouth for more than just talking nonsense."
13. "Your eyes are already saying yes, now I just need your mouth to tell me the same."
14. âIs that a threat or a promise?"
15. "We won't be missed for a couple hours, we should take advantage of that."
16. "Can you feel how much I want you?"
17. "I have seen you naked before."
18. "I will give that mouth something to do."
19. "You're wearing way too many clothes for what I have in mind."
20. "Your shirt got a little dirty, how about we take it off?"
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hiya dearest fawn congrats on hitting 100 followers!!! âšâšâš for my request could you write a sexy sangyeon fic, with the prompts 9,16,17? hehe love you loads sending in all of my hugs and kisses mwahhhh đđ«đ«¶đ»đ
thank u so much ally đżđ«¶đ«¶ sexy and sangyeon always belong in the same sentence!! i will start as soon as i can!! xx
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hi fawn.... me when im in your asks again </3 you can ofc reject this but.... a possible jacob request... with prompts 14 & 20....
i am so sorry i am JUST IN MY CRAZY STATE RN (i am on my period) and JACOB WONT LEAVE MY MIND!!!!!! T____T you can ofc decline this req bc you've already accomplished one of mine </3 BUT I WOULD LOVE to see my silly guy... act up... and make me so crazy... so much kissing that has me lightheaded... a lot of touching...
anyways i love you fawn. i miss you lovely i hope youre okay <3 congrats again on 100 followers :')
moni.. my moni <3 I LOVE AND MISS U PLS đđđ i just reread what the prompts were and 1&:!&2:! i would be insane not to follow through?? i have to feed my dearest moni, u know. iâll return from the kitchen as soon as possible đ
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Late to the party because I was thinking (heard that was a thing so I tried it???? Pretty fun) but here I am!!!!! Congrats for the hundred (when I'm one of them đ
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đŒ slayy) I may wanna put in my two cents euros (im french) and request something too đ
SO ! Which tbz??? Idk, the thinking was fun until then lmao, but maybeeeee Juhak? Sangyeon? Actually you can choose whoever you think fits best with â (but I'm challenging you to write for one you haven't already!!!!!)
N°7 for sure. N°2 if you want too, but no obligation on that one!
Something a little sappy? GN Reader not doing very good with receiving and doing the skinship & intimate kind of stuff (hugs, cuddles, kisses and all). But then them having a bad day and well they could do with some little cuddles but bf be like "you... sure?" And then boom he's hit with the n°7 while they're cuddling and maybe reader wants to do it more often now (not maybe, they do!) (if you wanna give it some spicy touch at the end, do it, I'm nobody to stop you)
IS IT TOO MUCH??????? I write too and really, it's crazy where the mind can go *sigh*
MAEEEE!!! THANK U SO MUCH <<3 iâm sorry i just saw this đđ this is such a cute domestic idea đđ my heart đđ i will start as soon as i can!!!
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HI HOW ARE YOU ??!đ€
I wanna send a request for your 100 followers event. I choose no. 18 with Juyeon . Please don't add chat pics đ. Thank you very much.
I want you to write more Juyeon non smau fics pls đ„ș đđ
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HIIII IM GOOD THANK U FOR ASKING :â) also i checked what 18 was cause i kinda forgot LOL but 18⊠with juyeon⊠iâm actually going to be sick. going to throw up everywhere. u have no idea what u have doneâŠâŠ.!2âekqooqoeo103nw&2 MY BRAIN IS GONNA GO CRAZY WITH THIS i need to be sent off to a mental institution IMMEDIATELY!!1!1!! STRAP ME DOWN NURSE1!!!1!
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HI it's me again! Can I be annoying and do another request???? If Shakespeare Steven Poe still has a hold on you of course and that you have the time and inspiration for it too?? Be careful as I'm doing the puppy eyes rnuâž
N°6. "You never have to fear that you're losing me." but give it some "but do fear losing to me" cuz they're both motorbike racers and though very in love: A Race Is A Race!
*sigh* silly banter between two competitive lovers âđŒđ© they provoke e/o before a race starts, but at the end of the day, they're in love and together so no manner who crosses the finish line first, they're both winners aren't they??? - friendly competition, they're kinda friends/acquaintances with the other regular racers (I say other tbz maybe) who sometimes can be SICK of their bickering
And I say gn!reader x CHOI CHANHEE cuz FUCK IT HE'D LOOK SEXC AF in a biker suit or whatever it's called
RACER CHANHEE IS ACTUALLY INSANE UR INSANE SICK IN RHE HEAD BUT IM SICKER BC I WILL GLADLY DO THIS
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hello my silly fawn!!! congrats again on reaching 100 followers!!! ur works are amazing and i hope you continue to receive many notes and love!
i guess to send in my silly and self indulgent request⊠absolutely begging for a jacob one involving the prompts: 10, 12, 13 !!!
i want to give you creative freedom on how it will play out BUT i was hoping that there could be some crazy sexual tension at the start just to spice things up⊠hoping for some crazy DESPERATION ON READERâS END YOU KNOW!!!
thank you again as always â€ïžâđ©č congrats once more
HI MONI!! thank u so much!! đđ«¶
crazy sexual tension with jacob⊠desperate reader⊠iâm liking where this is going⊠i will get to her asap đ«Ą
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Congrats on 100!đ Your writing is great!
What about 8 & 19 w/ tbz kevin? Suggestive but fluffy too, maybe something w/ wanting to cuddle but also just needing to be closer like skin on skin idk if this makes any sense lol sorry
hi hi!! thank u so much đ«¶đ«¶ and omg i havenât written for bff kevin yet so iâm looking forward to this :D iâll start on it as soon as i can thanks for requesting!! <3
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Congrats on 100! Can I please have 1 and 15 with Hyunjae â€ïž
HI HI THANK U!!! yes chef đđ i will serve as soon as itâs ready!
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