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rinbowaman · 9 months

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Alright here we goooooooo!!! chapter 2 of TO!! And don’t worry chapter 3 is being worked on. Right now. Sorry but I didn’t get to proofread this at all bc I’ve been so busy with this family trip. but finally got around to at least separating the parts so I can assign them to chapters. Let the games begin!

Warnings: yup….implications of rape, murder, there’s bullying, Jake, Heeseung, and Sunghoon are not good people. Mentions of murdering and disposing bodies, there’s obsessive love (yandere ofc, what else? Lol) kidnapping and detaining one of the y/n’s) there are some flashbacks where male lead recalls certain events, abuse of authority, abuse of power (all in a relationship), cursings…I think that’s it. This is a thriller type so there’s lots of bad stuff that goes on.

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“Give it to me….I said give it to me!!”

……………..

Over yonder, a young man stands by and watches the display of harsh bullying taking place nearby. From afar, he witnessed the three women, seemingly to be in their early college years, torment and aggressively pick on a much shorter young woman, seemingly familiar with the three perpetrators.

His expression wasn’t of intrigue, yet he continued to observe and study the features, listen in on their names, and noted the key traits of the women. Propped up against the building, he rubs the tip of his thumb back and forth along his bottom lip, continuously watching as the lead female harasses the timid girl into giving up money, along with homework assignments and whatever else she could obtain.

Hearing in on the names of the three bullies, he pulls out his phone and types them into his notepad, all the while still listening in on the conversation.

……….

“What are you doing?”

A voice emerges from afar, it was foreign and quite loud. The young man turns over suddenly and watched as another woman walks up to the scene, facing the three bullies straight on.

“Give her back her things, I saw you take them from her. Give it back, NOW!”

Despite your stature, you were feisty and bold with your demands. His eyes trailed you as he mentally remarked the noble display of your act; you were brave, forceful, and relentless with an attitude that was like nothing he’s seen in a woman before. It was……interesting.

“Get lost, y/n!” the lead bully spits out.

“I said give it back to her.” you hissed out, squaring up to the bully.

Scoffing out, the trio turn around and begin walking away.

“I said….” Grabbing the lead bully by the hair, you pull her back, twirling her around and bear-hugging the girl, pinning her arms to her sides as you immobilized her. The other two bullies scatter away to avoid the scene of embarrassment as the public all watched as they walked past.

"Oh shit…..what is this? Heh...."

Finding the entire display amusing, he softly chuckles as he watched you conduct yourself rather brazenly, yet you managed to subdue the lead bully.

“Y/N let go of my hair!!”

“I will…..after you back all of her things.”

It would seem to foreign eyes that you had taken lessons on some martial arts techniques, or perhaps you gained experience in another manner. Either way, the young male raised his brows in amazement and slightly nodded in approval, as he watched you use your skills to stand up for the defenseless, watching at how you handled the girl effortlessly and was able to get the belongings back to their rightful owner.

Observing as the intimidator rushes out of sight away from public view, his eyes come back to meet with your frame as you turn around and face the helpless girl. She humbly sticks out her hand as you gave back her items.

“You know….you really should do something to take care of yourself. If you don’t speak up or do something, they’re going to just keep doing that.” You tell her, all the while displaying a pitiful look at the girl.

“Yeah but….” The girl hangs her head low and shakes it out of despair. “I’m not at all good at fighting and…”

“So?......I’m not really either….I just…..got into a lot of fights at school….but fighting isn’t the only way to stop bullying…”

You tried to rationalize the girl’s options, desperately hoping that she would find her own means to stand up for herself. Though it was your first time meeting her, you recognized her at your college, along with the antagonizing trio.

Bidding goodbye to her, you walked off and continued your way towards home, completely unaware that you had gained the interest of a particular observant and intrigued male that followed you closely.

*Ding*

Looking down at his phone, he reads the text message that came in, from a close and personal friend….

Shoving his phone back in his back pocket, he continues to follow you as you both enter the subway station. Waiting for the next train, he ponders off into deep thought as his sight admires you from head to toe. Biting his lip, he observed as you did some light reading on your phone.

"How adorable..."

Without any given thought, he hadn't realized that he was following you and looking at you just the same as he did with all his other victims.....but he was viewing you in a different manner. For once, he didn't feel the need or the urge to taint or humiliate, he found himself genuinely interested and wanted to see more. It was a feeling, that unbeknownst to him at the moment, was something that a dear friend of his had succumbed to just months prior when he gazed at a young woman that captivated him.

"Heeseung...."

At that moment, he had realized as he drifted in thought, just how much time had passed since the day Heeseung told him of how he set eyes on the most captivating woman he had ever seen. Initially, Jake merely thought that the woman would just be another notch on the belt, considering his best friend never was one to dip into commitment, nor was he the type to think about future relations and prospects of becoming a father, yet the moment he refrained from usual methods of meeting with her, lying and getting a way in for one night of pleasure, only to ditch her and never to return her calls like the rest of them, Jake became overwhelmingly surprised when his friend abstained from his usual routine.

"So what's up with you and this girl that you saw a couple weeks ago? You keep talking about her but you hadn't made a move yet. You're not going to try and get her number?"

".............."

"Whats wrong with you?" Chuckling, Jake takes a sip of his beer as he side eyes his friend across from him as they rested on the large sofa. Teasing him, Jake spat out a series of harmless words, hoping that it would snap Heeseung out of his zoned state. The man had been far to quiet and pensive since seeing her.

"What? Did you suddenly find yourself lost in love or something?"

Remaining silent, Heeseung stared at the contents of his bottle, rotating the alcoholic beverage in circles.

"Heeseung?....."

"I dont know man.....I dont know. I just....I dont think I want to....."

"Want tooooooo?.....what...you dont feel like getting laid?"

".......I dont think I want to do that to her.......I .....I want her."

In mid sip, Jake's brows raised as he spit the contents of his beverage back in the bottle and leans forward, clearing his throat.

"......Like.......to date her?" Jake issues out in mid cough as he wipes his mouth.

".......I want to keep her...."

"........No shit?" Amused and displaying wide eyes, Jake stared at his friend, who paid no mind to him. He merely continued to stare down the narrow opening of his bottle and twirled it within his grasp.

".......How.....how interesting man.....that's very unlike you." Leaning back, Jake continues to face Heeseung as he notes the sudden change in his demeanor. Responding back with a low and quiet tone, Heeseung mumbles out his words, all before he finally, for the first time that night, looked over towards Jake and gave him a crooked smirk.

"Yea............it is."

Chuckling to himself, Jake found humor in recalling those moments when he saw the changes occurring within Heeseung. It was so strange how the moment when he saw her, he had looked so empty and found life dull and void.....but that all changed when he finally got her....nearly four months ago.

“Huh.....Going on four months now….damn, time does fly. I’m so happy for him though….its good for him….she’s….good for him.”

Noting the amount of time that had traveled since meeting the girl, Jake smirks as he replayed the events of when Heeseung had finally introduced her to both him and Sunghoon....and when the changes within him started to take effect.

……………………

Four months ago.....

*knock knock*

Hearing the seldom knock on his front door, the young man opens it to greet his longtime friend.

“What’s up? You made it.” He issues out.

“Yeah, traffic was a headache.”

“Oh yeah? Well dig into my fridge, got a variety in there.”

Peeking inside, Jake grabs a bottle from inside the refrigerator before settling down on the barstool.

“So, I took care of that one you texted me about. Man…..sometimes you gotta wonder just how some of these people exist. When I went to her home, bitch had like a photo album of all those women that she took part in helping that dude kidnap. That’s something I hadn’t even thought of doing, as fucked up I am in the head.” Jake chuckled out as he sips from the bottled beverage.

Overhearing the conversation from the next room, you listen as your wrists remained chained and tied overhead. Unsure of how long you had been in this massive apartment, you could count the times you had witness the sun setting between going in and out of sleep. You estimated that you had been here for a handful of days.

Remaining still and calm, your ears picked up on every detail of the two men and their conversation.

“Yeah man, you remember all those women that disappeared within the last six months? The guy you killed was the one that murdered them, and his little accomplice had a whole photo album, with a map of where the bodies were buried and everything…like she was really proud of it. I mean, to have that many kills and avoiding capture, that is pretty impressive.”

“So I take it you took ‘good’ care of her?” Heeseung smirks as he pours himself a drink.

“Bro, I couldn’t find any means to stick my dick inside her, I was too disgusted by the way her voice sounded when she screamed. I just tossed her.”

“Ahh…my style. I guess my habits had been rubbing off on you more than I thought.”

Jake responds with a playful smirk towards Heeseung’s remark. “Hey hey! I might not be a pro like you, but I have gotten my hands dirty before. Remember that wench I caught? You know, the one with the little boy? You remember what I did with her, right?"

“Oh yeah…..where did you end up hiding her body at by the way?”

“I tied her to a pair of cement blocks and tossed her overboard from my dad’s boat, somewhere in the middle of Hybe Bay. Sharks probably got to her within the first hour, to be honest. I read it was a breeding spot for bullsharks.

“Huh…never thought about using that spot before. That’s pretty clever.”

Munching on a handful of peanuts from the bar counter, Jake twirls himself in half circles on the barstool with a sly smile on his handsome face.

“So….how’s your girl holding up? Is she a fan of your bachelor pad? Can we even call it that anymore?” He chuckles as he teases Heeseung after noting the flushed smile that appeared on his face.

“Haven’t really given her a tour…not yet. It’s only been about a week but I figured….let her rest and just settle down in the bedroom for a while before I start allowing her free rein inside the apartment.”

“Oh, I see. Yeah, I uh…noticed the new locking feature man, that’s pretty sweet.”

Walking up to the front door, the only means of entering and exiting the fiftieth story pad, Jake remarks the wonders of the finger padded locking system, which was also a key trait to not only securing the door, but to open it as well.

“So in order for you to open the door you have to use this finger pad?”

“Yep.”

“Huh….where did you get it?”

“Custom made by a locksmithing company that revolutionized the industry by inventing the whole system. Some dude that used to work for NASA owns the company, I think I have his card somewhere around here…”

You remained calm in the next bedroom, hearing everything allowed you to piece together the entire situation.

“….So I was rescued…from one killer by another? Please God….get me out of this. I’m so scared….why is this happening?”

The images in your memory of what your detainer, who told you his name was Heeseung, had done to your previous captor. Despite his intentions in saving you, you could hardly claim him to be the lesser of two evils….especially after what had followed after he brought you here. Yet you felt slightly conflicted, for if Heeseung hadn’t shown just in time, you would have been terribly mutilated and tortured to death. On the other hand, that day when he came and saved you, took and hid you away from the world, you had suffered greatly…..in a different manner.

…………………………….

“Let me fuck you….let me love you.”

Taglist: @nshmrarki , @lprww , @baekxo07 , @m7omo

Authors note:.....i had forgot to place in the taglist ......SMH.

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kairoot · 7 months

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cupid. | a mini series

episode one : cupid, you say?

warnings : none really. use of lowercase.

author’s note : chile idk. but feedback is appreciated 😁

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the afternoon sky was gray and gloomy as the wind blew gently. it was the beginning of October which meant the air began to get cooler and everyone was still getting used to their uni classes.

leaves crunched beneath your feet as you walked and talked with your two mates, yeojin and sumin. giggles erupted from your small group from time to time as you all discussed different things.

“okay, but i’m just saying, y/n. you need someone.” yeojin shrugged, her black hair moving as she walked. you rolled your eyes at the girl who continuously repeated herself, telling you that you needed a partner.

“jin, it’ll happen with time. she’ll find someone. you will find someone, n/n.” sumin turned towards both of you, a reassuring tone in her voice. you gave sumin a small smile, nodding at her comment.

“well, in the mean time, we can all hang sometime,” yeojin spoke again, indicating that they were indeed waiting for you to get someone so you all could triple date or something. “i know unis’ had our schedules pretty tight.”

“jin, you don’t even care about uni.” you snorted, adjusting your books in your arms.

she threw her hand up defense, “hey, gotta show my folks that i’ll actually be something one day.”

“but at the same time, that’s also what i tell jake when i don’t wanna hang out.” yeojin shrugged once again.

you gasped, “you tell him that your schedules’ tight?”

yeojin nodded, a snicker escaping from her, “what? the kid is up my tail 25/8, you guys. it’s tiring.”

sumin shook her head, chuckling at her friend’s antics, “jin, give the guy a chance, he’s so sweet!”

“yeah, yeo, he really likes you.” you added, smiling at her. she rolled her eyes playfully, brushing off the comments that clearly made her feel good. you could tell by the bashful smile on her face.

you all continued talking until it was time for you to go your separate ways for the day.

walking into your favorite cafe, the scent of cinnamon and apple invaded your nostrils.

you gave the barista a smile, grabbing a seat by the window. you placed your books and case down on the table, getting comfortable in the wooden chair.

opening your book, you let yourself get lost in the story. romeo and juliet wasn’t the most exciting story to read but you knew you had to let yourself focus so your professor would get off of your back about the upcoming essay.

a few moments went by as you read through the different acts of the story. for some reason you felt your gaze gravitate to what was outside.

there you saw a red-haired boy, standing out in the drizzling rain, mirroring the expression you had on your face. he stared back at you, walking up to the warm cafe doors.

you knew you probably looked like a fool staring at this stranger, so you eventually averted your gaze. that was until he entered the cafe. once again, he looked your way, glancing over your posture.

he continued to do so until he reached the barista to order.

you knew you should’ve been freaked out because why on earth is this stranger looking at you as if you two had met? but you actually felt quite the opposite. you felt attracted to him. to his gaze. everything about him, actually.

you furrowed your brows, knowing you’d never felt like this about anyone. your confusion remained as you began reading your book again.

once again, a few moments went by but you felt your eyes avert back to the boy. he was already seated, drink on his table as he took a small sip. his eyes found yours again, blinking slowly.

you looked down, a shy smile spreading across your face. your heard his soft chuckle from across the cafe. it made your insides feel all fuzzy.

for a while it was just exchanged glances and smiles until he decided to join you at your smaller table.

you pretended to not see his red hair peeking from above your book, smile still plastered on your face.

“romeo and juliet, huh?” his voice was smooth and laid back. you slowly brought your book down to the table, looking up at him. he smiled, sliding the book towards his side. “a classic.”

“yeah.” was really all you could say at that moment, too stunned by his beauty.

“i surely need a romeo. all the guys in my life are more like a- sorry, i’m bombarding you, a stranger, with my love life.”

he laughed softly, shaking his head. “it’s okay.” his gaze came back to yours.

“what’s your name, love?” his brows furrowed, as if he were already interested in you. maybe that was the case.

“y/n,” you answered in a small voice, flustered at the nickname he gave you. “yours?”

“heeseung,” he paused for a moment. “or some people know me as Cupid.”

your brows furrowed, “why do they call you that?“

“Cupid?” he asked. “‘cause i am. i’m Cupid.” he said the last part in a hushed tone.

some part of you wanted to laugh but the other part of you believed him. if he was Cupid, why would he want you to know that?

“prove it. show me something.” you rested your chin in your hand. he cocked an eyebrow, smile appearing on his face again.

“show you something? what, like a trick?” he snorted.

you shrugged, “show me what you got, Cupid. make those people over there fall in love.” you tilted your head to the boy and girl on the other side of the cafe, giggling with each other. it kind of looked like you and heeseung with the way they were looking at each other.

he sat back in his chair, eyes focused on them. after a moment or two, they stopped what they were saying and just stared at each other. before you could blink again, the two shared a long-awaited kiss.

the furrow in your eyebrows deepened, “did you just-?”

you whipped your head back around to face heeseung, who was already looking at you. the small smile on his face telling you everything.

author’s note: let’s hope i can finish this series unlike my smaus where i gave up not even halfway through the series 😀 (i plan on fin fishing them one day)

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my1forwonniexluvs · 5 months

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ミ★ synopsis ; a lot of people have a crush on him. but people never knew who his specific tumblr girl is, did he ever had one or does he need one?

DAiSY’s Note : i HOPE YALL will like this smau! There’s more to come,,,also funny story this is a real story about my Bsf how she fell in love with her bf 😝 i thought let me make it in heeseung x me (also y’all) version (jkkkk) but it’s a real story SO 🤭 please follow by and follow this journey!

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criminalyun · 18 days

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hrdenha · 1 month

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— things they'll never know | s.jy

SYNOPSIS: a visitor at night doesn't sound so bad, isn't it? Not when it's your step brother who you spend your time fantasizing to.

PAIRINGS: stepbrother!sim jaeyun x virgin!reader

WARNINGS: MDNI! CONTROL WHAT YOU CONSUME. age gap, jake would be five years older than y/n who's now in college. loss of virginity. soft yandere jake although you really dont know what goes inside his head. strong fantasies by jake. yn being innocent but not so innocent. after shower escapades. silent touches here and there. endearment. IDK ANYMORE JUST READ. not edited, but hope y'all enjoy!

His home was silent when he got home from work. What can he expected when he's living alone? But sometimes he can imagine that you're here with him instead of your parents house. You're basically the reason why he bought a house much larger for a person living alone. He can imagine you reading a few books in the garden's patio, or play with layla in the living room, or maybe— fucking you in the kitchen as you tried your best to wash the dishes. Having your favorite skirt pushed up on your body as he fuck you with one leg up, your breast bouncing in every thrust he made.

And the best thing he wanted to do, fucking you in a room full on your pictures. Doing everything he can think of to have your pleasure out of you while being surrounded by the pictures he silently took whenever he had the time. Some pictures being your family's, you and jake together with your father and his mother... all smiles. As if the both of you didn't touch each other inappropriately. What would your father thinks if he knew every little thing that jake did and will do to his daughter?

Jake wasn't a saint. He knew he needed you, in more ways than he admitted to you. But, it's fine. You'll come around eventually. Maybe one day, you're the one who's trying to desperately cling on him begging for something jake will gladly give. He just have to wait.

After refreshing himself with a glass of cold water, he finally ascend the stairs towards his room. His senses immediately welcomed by the sweet scent of vanilla lingering in the air. The soft sound of water rushing was heard at the second door on the hallway, just beside his room. He stopped, the scent envelop his mind like a siren's curse hypnotizing it's prey to walk further into their trap. He didn't even heard the sound of water came into halt.

The impression of being alone was now thrown in the trash as jake walked in front of the door to knock. His hands doesn't even had the chance to make contact with the wooden door when it swung open revealing your small frame in front of him. The sweet redolence of vanilla scent became prominent each second passed that the door was opened.

Jake's breath was taken away from his lungs. You were standing in front of him, wearing nothing but a small white towel hugging your curves preventing everyone... most especially him to see everything. Your skin glisten from the water droplets that were kissing your soft skin; your wet hair was elegantly slicked back down on your back. He can perfectly picture your fingers slowly combing your hair as you take your bath.

"Jakey!" Jake internally flinched when he heard your cheerful voice. He look straight into your eyes as though he wanted to read your mind. 'fuck it!' He cursed before taking you by surprise, kissing you as if there was no tomorrow and to his surprise, you respond. He thought you'll scream at him, even slap him but no you fucking open your lips for him.

You groaned on his lips, hands snaking into jake's neck while he push your weight agasint the now closed bathroom door. He pushes his knee closer to you, practically letting you grind your core onto it by yourself.

"Look at that, flower. Do you want jakey touching you?" You nodded but jake decided it wasn't enough. "Use your words" He growled taking in your flushed face. "Mmm- I do want you touching me, jakey" You replied breathlessly on his neck. Jake's hand tug at the flimsy white towel causing it to drop and completely flash your bare body in his eyes. Jake cursed taking in the sight in front of him. He felt a surge of hot blood flowing through his veins and then to the very tip of his dick. Not now. Have patience, jake. Fuck.

He let himself touch you. His hands travelling down your soft skin, even flicking your nipples with his tongue.

"Can you ride my face, flower? I'll promise jakey will make you feel good."

It's been a week since that stunt the two of you pulled. After making you cum with his mouth, nothing more than that happened again in your disappointment, but that didn't stopped Jake in making advances. Giving subtle and not so subtle touches here and there. Grabbing your boobs just fine and saying it was all an accident. Or, that he wants to give you a massage and that came with a super close massage on your inner thighs giving accidental touched on your clothed pussy.

But then, you were still all smiles to him, as if nothing happened. So good in just receiving what he gives. Even closing your eyes whenever a certain touch got more desperate than the earlier ones but then again, you were receiving it innocently. As if being touched like this by your step brother is just a normal thing. As if your pussy didn't shake from the pleasure he just gave you the first day you moved in.

It was the start of summer vacation and instead of going with your parents, you decided to not go and stay in the country with him. With an excuse of wanting to have a brother-sister bonding and giving them their own 'time' together. That's a nice thing to say, right? No suspicions.

As the day progress, so is Jake's touches. Today is no different. Both of you in the theater room, watching a movie that both of you knew was long unnoticed for. The room was large enough for 20 people but despite the wide selection of comfy sofa, you decided that sitting on Jake's lap was the comfiest.

Nothing happened after you did, except from the 'accidental' grinding of your hips as you try to find a 'comfy position', both of you keep on watching together after that with occasional munch and drink from the food you ready.

Things escalated when you decided to step up your game, grabbing Jake's timid hands and putting it on your tummy making sure he was touching you directly on your skin. That's the reason why you wear a loose crop top shirt and a matching skirt with a cotton shorts that's thin enough to be called undies.

It seems like the man understand your purpose. He silently though shamelessly touched where you needed him to. He didn't react when he realized you're not wearing anythhng underneath, trying to keep his cool. Trying not to push you down and fuck you like an animal with no regards if you'll get hurt or not. That's what you should get for trying to push your luck but instead, the thing he pushed is your top. Pushing the material just enough on top of your breast for an easy access. The only thing he didn't do is touch you down there. Just a few inner thigh strokes wouldn't make the cut and you knew that he knew that, you're not the one whose feeling inadequately and deprived, the tent in his pants screams the same. And it feels like he was doing this on purpose whether he's teasing you or himself.

"I'm sleepy now, jakey..." You mumbled turning around to him before kissing the corner of his lips— you don't have a problem kissing him directly on the lips? — then pulling down your top which stopped his hands. "Goodnight" That's the last thing you said before walking to your room, the wetness in between your legs reminds you evidently of your step brother.

It was late at night, dreams are starting to work their way onto you albeit slowly, "Hey, flower..." The bed dipped and you heard a sound of shuffling from behind. "You asleep?"

You hummed, hoping it will be enough to answer his question. No, you're not. How can you, when you spend the last hours fantasizing about your stepbrother. Your finger weren't even enough to make you calm down. You still wanted more.

"Can't fall asleep"

"Can I help you fall asleep? Hmm, flower?" Jake whispered nuzzling by your neck as you lay on your back.

"Yes please", When the confirmation came out, jake couldn't help but groan. How can you be such a good, good, good girl just for him?

"Okay, just relax... let— jakey do his thing" That's the last thing you heard before a pair of hands travelled across your body, touching and kneading with lust and need. So tender and gentle with matching butterfly kisses over your clothes.

Jake pushed your top upwards, revealing your breast that never fails to make him hard. It's not small and not so big, just enough... just perfect fit whenever he let his hands cupped it. Now his mind is wandering to how it would bounce as you ride him. He can't keep himself from touching it after the fact that you silently give him a go signal to have his way on them earlier. And, just like earlier, it immediately respond by how fast it hardened.

His hands then continues that stopped at your waist, massaging it before making you open your legs, having it settle on either side of his body. Jake pushed closely, kissing your inner thighs with affection. Feeling his hot breath near your core made goosebumps rise on your skin. It took him some time before finally deciding to pull the material to the side that covers your nakedness.

"Shit—" He lowly cussed. Your eyes opened at that, peaking over him wordlessly asking what happened. "No panties, flower?"

"It's comfy..."

He snickers, eyes sparkling as he look down on you, "No, we both know that's not true flower." Not when you're this wet. "I bet you're waiting me to do this... hm?" You felt a finger tracing your slit, gently... softly, painfully as if a wind just traced your wetness just to tease you. "Just like earlier at the theater room?

"No teasing... jakey, please"

"Sorry, flower. Can't help myself. Is this all for me? Because of me?" And again, the tip of his finger ghosted over your line. You desperately chased it, unconsciously raising your hips just to let his warmth touch you.

Jake hummed, finally letting your wetness coat his fingers. Firmly rubbing your slit with the pad of his middle finger, making sure that every thrust would send pleasure on your clit. Wetness never stopped, the same time whimpers came out of your mouth.

And so, he let the same finger thrust inside. Slowly, having his finger feel the hotness from your walls before adding another digit. You moaned in response when he stared pumping it, can't keep himself from smiling just from the feeling of your walls. "...just my fingers, baby, and your pussy won't let it leave."

Jake let himself watch as you give yourself away for the pleasure. Look at you, writhing in pure bliss. What can your parents say when they know that the only time they can hear your voice raise was the time you where moaning in pleasure as your brother fingers you? Bet you can even be louder when it's his dick that do the work.

Your arms snake around his neck pulling him closer to enclose him with a kiss that jake gladly took, fighting for dominance that he's clearly winning. The same thing he wanted to do, dominate you.

Moans become louder as well as your breaths became heavier. Jake picked up his pace, finger you as he played your breast with his mouth. Can't have them go unnoticed, he love the way your boobs move as he fingers you. Your walls started tightening, and so is jake's cock twitch inside his boxers. With his fingers still thrusting, jake finally felt your orgasm.

He immediately dived down your pussy, licking your juices wholeheartedly as you whimper from how good he was making you feel.

"I want more, jakey...please"

Jake lick your pussy one last time before looking at you. Trying to fight the smirk that keeps making its way on his lips when he heard despiration in your voice, then faking the sadness in his face is just an easy thing to do.

"But I can't flower. I can't possibly do that to you. We know the rules right?" Jake keeps pushing your buttons, he should be. It's about time you choose, right? But, maybe he can have his way just this night. "I don't even know if you really wanted this. You're the one who told me that rule."

"But— I do. I want to. Let's forget that rule. I... I don't know what I'm saying that time" You replied breathlessly. And, jake felt he just win the lottery. He really had you where he needed. Letting you realize on your own that you want him as much as he wants you. Making you want the same thing you think should be forbidden from the start of this god forsaken relationship

"You really want me to help you, flower? Is that the reason why you eagerly wanted to spend your vacation in my house? You even rejected the idea of switzerland with our parents just so you can be here."

You tried to nod but stopped, he wouldn't like that. "Yes, I do. please." Trying to make your voice clear, but failed miserably just from the orgasm you had a few minutes ago.

"but how can I do that to you? you haven't even seen my cock yet. What if it scares you?" Jake continues to ask. His voice can make people believe that he's really concerned but the small patch of precum staining his boxer says otherwise.

"Let me see it. I promise I can take it." He hummed kissing your forehead before pulling you to sit up as he let himself do the same on the bed. "Then, take it out flower. Come on, here..." Jake guide your hand on top of his clothed tent, before using his to support his body weight as he watched you intently.

You give it an experimental squeeze, and jake can't help but groaned. "It's— hard..." You then pulled the material down, you didn't even need to pull his cock out when it willingly revealed itself to you. "...and big"

The man giggled from your reaction. "That's all you, baby. That's because of you." He whispered tracing your cheeks as you keep your eyes on his dick in awe.

"I did this?" Jake nodded, "That's why you should take responsibility. Now, how about giving it attention? Let's say a few licks? A kiss? Maybe, a thing or two from what you always do to that lollipop I gave you last time. Your call, flower. Just don't bite it okay? You don't want jakey to bleed to death, don't you?"

You laughed lowly, you certainly don't want to hurt jake. That's the last thing you want to do, the first thing being the want to pleasure him like the way he does to you.

You gave it a few pump. Jake was thick, with an average length. The tip is pink, balls are in same color, and gosh, he has the most beautiful and clean looking cock. Not that you seen others, jake wouldn't let you do that, of course. But then again, you decided that you don't want to do that. Not when you knew that Jake's is enough. It was standing proud in front of you, waiting just like it's owner who's watching you intently.

Your tongue then make in contact with his tip, giving it a few lick, earning confidence before you finally take the first few parts inside your mouth. "ah shit, flower... fuck! that mouth..." And from the looks of it, you're doing a good job. Your tongue swirled with his length as you tried to get accustomed on bobbing your head.

"Hmm... just like that. Tighten your throat for me flower. Yes— yes! fuck. You suck like a fucking whore."

You finally got your own pace, sucking him just the way he like as his tip clashed on your throat learning to take advantage of it as you tighten the cavern, earning more praises from jake. His words together with his hand on top of your head pushing you gently but firmly on his dick feels like he's testing your limits and it's working, it even sends waves of pleasure down your pussy. You can feel it embarrassingly clenching to nothing which didn't go unnoticed to the man.

"Gonna cum, flower... gonna fill up that filthy mouth with my cum. Then I'll kiss you, letting myself taste my own cum from your lips before spitting it again on your mouth so you can swallow it. You like that hm?" He is so dirty but you like it just from the way you moaned while his cock is practically seeking pleasure on your mouth. His dick twitch on your throat the same time jake's hand pushed your head further down causing you to gagged from his tip. Thought he'll get angry but guess that just added to his pleasure.

You let him keep you in that positon for a few seconds, only pulling out when you felt his hands finally stopped pushing you down. Jake cums a lot, majority of it swim straight away down your throat knowing your last circumstance while some of it still manage to fill your mouth with some escaping down your neck and into his lap.

"Sorry, flower. Keep myself waiting for you for two weeks now" Jake whispered taking your hand before pulling you closer to him as you tried to swallow his cum, which you gagged embarrassingly but still manage to do so. The man laughed settling the two of you in a more comfy position, with his back now on the headboard and you straddling his lap.

"Don't have to force yourself to swallow it..." He said pinching your chin in affection before tracing the line of cum on your neck up to the side of your mouth before enveloping you in a messy kiss that you gladly respond with. Jake groaned when he tasted himself on your mouth, his hands started travelling on your body not leaving a spot untouched. He then break the kiss before swiftly pulling your top off of you, attacking your chest as his next target.

You whined in response, arching your back to make your nipples closer to his attention. "Ja-jakey...?" His cock made its presence known when it hardened again, poking on your pussy when you're directly sitting on it. "Feel that flower? Told you it's all because of you" Jake said in a matter of fact tone, licking your neck before sucking a spot on it intended to leave something. "Bet it can slide right inside just from how wet you are, flower." And it's true, the only thing stopping his dick from sliding inside is the presence of your cotton shorts.

"But we can't do that, knowing that your a virgin. You can get hurt if we do that..." Jake's words started to get drowned when you started grinding your hips, creating the friction in between, desperately holding... chasing something.

"No need to do that, up" You immediately stand up on the bed, gripping his shoulder for support as he started pulling the last piece of clothing you had with ease then making you straddle him once more.

You gasped when you did so. It was much more different when feeling him skin to skin, feeling the warmth, coating his dick with your wetness. "You're making me crazy, flower." His hand came on your waist guiding your hips to keep grinding on his cock. Your juices and his precum mixing heavenly tainting your folds. Jake then felt you kneeled, taking his cock on your hand before lining it on your hole.

He knew it wouldn't work but he let you, he can tend to the problem later. For now, let him feel you despite your stubbornness. You slowly sink on him, but it won't work. Is it because his thick? Maybe you're just that scared? Or, because of the itching pain that keeps scratching on your core as you forced yourself down his tip. But, you still want more.

"Jakey, I can't... I don't think this will work"

"Then let me? Would you let me do the work, flower?"

"Yes" With that, Jake pushed you down. Laying you on the bed before hovering on top of you. He took his cock, slapping it on top of your tummy, measuring how far it can go if he'll make you take him full. And it goes down your navel, fuck. That's so hot. You even felt it twitch again, his precum leaving a stain on your belly button. Even gigling as you touch his tip to get some precum and licking it with your tongue, which jake groaned.

He then let the tip scratched up and down on your folds, making sure he'll hit your clit everytime that makes you flinch in pleasure. When he had enough, jake then push your legs revealing your pussy to him in more ways one can imagine.

"Keep this open, okay?" He reminded as he tapped on your legs, "This will hurt for awhile but I know that you can take it." He kissed you again now in comfort, "You ready?"

You nodded your head, as you felt his tip slowly sliding in. When the whole tip was in, jake stopped looking at you reminding you to take a deep breath. And you did, you felt yourself relaxed ready to take another inch but the next thing you knew, jake immediately shoved his cock inside in one swift move.

"Fuck!" He cursed at the same time you screamed. "Ahh! It hurts, jake... shit, Why did you do that?" Tears now staining your eyes, the pain on your core still evident. "I'm sorry, flower. It would still hurt otherwise, why not have it in one go."

"Fuck..." You whispered, trying your best not to move or even breath.

Jake kissed your lips, then giving kisses all over your face "I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." He's apologizing but you both knew he never really meant it. Not when,

"Hmm, you don't have any idea how long I waited for this, y/n..." The pain started to subside from the way jake's thumb circled your clit that the matched with his small thursts. The diversion of your attention from the pain to the pleasure that jake is doing is deemed effective. It didn't took long before your voice started to build up to a whimper. You even grinding your body on your own now, "Move, jakey..."

He gladly do so. Jake started pulling out before thrusting right back in. He looked on the way his cock disappear from your pussy, clearly seeing the lines of blood on the edge of his gun and it turns him on even further.

"You're making me crazy, i swear. So, fucking crazy!" Jake's thrusts picked up its pace and so does your moan. The night was calm and silent but there's another story going on inside your room. The four corners of walls echoes the harsh slapping of skins, curses, groans, and moans.

"Jakey... ugh, jake! Yeeah..." Lewd noise continues to dominate and no one will care. No one will disturb the two of you. You can scream and cursed all you want and you'll never worry about a thing.

"Does it feel good, huh? Yeah, flower? Does my cock makes you feel good? Now, I can fuck you like a slut you truly are." The pleasure is intense. He keeps hitting your sweet spots without fail. His weight on top of you, his voice, his smell, his looks all mixed together in every thrust he make to push this pure bliss on you. You wanted him You needed him.

You can't even think straight now, the only thing your brain can think of is his cock rutting inside you and how you want it to keep going.

"Flower's now dumb with my cock? Bet you can't even function now without me fucking your pussy everyday. You like that? You like it if I'll fill you up with my cum? Have you walk outside with my cum running down your legs?" Jake laughed when you moaned in response, the unfocused look on your eyes as well as the way you clutching the sheets and your pillow is enough answer for him.

"Or, should I just make you pregnant? Right, make you carry my babies all night long. I'll fuck you every chance I get. I'll never leave you alone, not even for a second... ugh— will fuck you in the kitchen, fuck you while you wash the dishes or just doing the laundry. I'll even fuck you while we dine, will eat you out instead the dinner you cook before fucking you and cumming inside you again. And when you're pregnant, I'll still keep fucking you. I'll wait as your breast—" He harsly cupped your right boob before squeezing it, "becomes full with milk then I'll gladly drink it as I fuck you again and again until the baby is born. Our parents wouldn't even know that I'm the one who'll impregnated you, flower."

"Jakey... please,"

"You really think I'll let you go after this? I'll make sure you'll keep on coming back. Your my own personal slut, and sluts keep their pussy open for use whenever I like."

"Yes, yes. I'm yours, j-just yours jakey!" Jake pushed your legs further down to open, his calloused hands firmly pinning it on place as he desperately chase your high as well as his. "Fuck, flower... your tight—" It'll leave a bruise, and both of you knew it but doesn't care. Jake loves to leave his mark on you in anyway possible, and this is just one way after a few more ways he can think of, not that you mind.

"Uh, sh— I think I'm..."

Jake's thrust didn't stop even after you cummed, he keeps on rutting his cock inside even making you work for your third climax of the night as he chase that fine inkling of orgasm that keeps hiding away from him. Pleasure was on but he still finding something... more. And, it didn't took long before he finally got it. Groaning with his eyes closed as his thrust goes frantic before feeling his cum mixing with yours in painting your walls. He moaned in contentment as he reached his peak, laughing breathlessly after the stunt.

Jake gives you a kiss, more passionate and sweet. The harsh and desperate movement nowhere to be found as he keep his cock inside you with small thrust, as if he's keeping his cum from escaping your womb.

"You really want me pregnant?" You whispered after chuckling. Can't deny that you don't want anything other than his dick inside you. "I believe, I clearly expressed my opinion about that earlier flower"

You felt him pulled out, the same time you felt a hot line dripping down your hole. Jake on the other hand traced the line of cum before pushing it back on your whole that made you laughed.

"Jakey! You know that we can't..." The man pulled the covers on both of your body. Jake made himself comfy beside you his fingers tracing circles on your upperbody. "Why not? We're not the same blood and our parents can stay whenever they are if you want. Then, no one will stop us."

"You can do that?" You asked, hands busy playing with his hair. Jake simply answered yes. You don't know the things he can do much more the things his money can do. He can do that if you wanted him to. Maybe, you two will just get a call one day about an allegedly 'accident' that your parents are involved into.

Jake can do things. Hell this is much more easier compared to the things he did just to make you completely his. And, the parents will just be a small 'disturbance' for him. For now, he'll just let them have their fun on another country away from you or him. They wouldn't get hurt with the things they wouldn't know, do they?

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hoonvrs · 1 month

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14 ah gomen oomf chan

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S. NOTES gomen readers for not updating again when i was doing so well😣

SYNOPSIS seems like there’s a small problem between the four best friends when they each find themselves crushing on the same girl. now it’s left up to you to decide who’s your endgame.

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loljaeyunz · 6 days

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BLOOD AND BONES (preview)

Summary: In which, your crusty-ass boss has given you a new wack task to fullfil: exploring a haunted mansion. Little did you know, the said mansion was going to open new doors in your life.

Or to put it another way, you suddenly find yourself trapped in 1960's. The four owners of the notorious mansion welcome you as if nothing is strange. Yet, you have a bad feeling about them. Therefore, as the journalist you are, you embark on the journey of uncovering their sinister agendas and find a way to return to your timeline. The problem? The owners seem to posses something beyond just a dark truth.

Pairing: enha hyung line x paranormal journalist!fem!reader

Genre: smut mdni, vampire au, detective au, accidentally time travel au, 1960s au, mystery, thriller, crime, angst, bits of fluff, suggestive, reverse harem

Warnings: murder, death, explicit acts of murdering someone, lots of blood (obv), description of crime scenes, manipulation, very suggestive themes, supernatural themes, religious themes, secret societies, cults, blasphemy, references to satanism, morally grey character, if you're here for romance and fluff then lower your expectations 'cause this is gonna be a fucked up ride, more to be added...

Expected wc: a lot idk maybe more than 30k? 40k?

Estimated publish date: not before than end of 2024/start of 2025

Note: thats a crazy idea and idk how ill manage this lmao and sorry for grammar mistakes if there's any!

Everything written here subject to change.

*You can ask for a tag but I must warn you this fic is gonna take a looooot of time for me to finish! So if you decide to be taken out or change name lemme know. Please have your age visible on your bio before asking!

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wonryllis · 5 months

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ENHYPEN AS KINDS OF LOVE.

────𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝖺𝖿𝖾 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇.

𓋜 enha as love in the form of words ㅤ. .ㅤ𝑣𝑖𝑜𝑙𝑒𝑡ㅤㅤ𓍼ㅤㅤ𝑔𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑒𝑛 & fluff ࣪ ㅤ˖ ㅤ𝖆𝖓𝖌𝖊𝖑ㅤㅤ৲ lowercase intended ㅤ. ⠀𓈃 ๋ ㅤ𝐍𝐄𝐖 峠

( yeonie.notes ) please show lots of love, 1592wc. fem!centered. FEEDBACKS & REBLOGS WOULD BE REALLY APPRECIATED.

꒰⠀hee⠀⠀⎯⎯ ⠀⠀seung.⠀꒱⠀⠀ 🖇️ 𝄒⠀⠀ ﹙𝑣𝑖𝑒.﹚ as 'i know baby, you don't have to say anything' kind of love. the guy who can read even your silence. heeseung looks at you more than anything in his world, he knows you more than you know yourself. he remembers everything about you from the brand of your conditioner to the friends you don't talk to. if there's anyone who can see right through you even in the worst of times, it's him. your comfort in a bustling town. to him love lies in the little details, in understanding what can not be understood, in the language of the eyes.

"heeseung i really-" you squeal walking into the shop as he holds the door open, "want a strawberry and cream frappuccino? i know baby," his words form a smile on your face, one that lights up your eyes, one that heeseung mirrors his heart all giddy and warm. "then i'll be at-" looking around the interior you turn back to him, "the table by the window, i know baby," giggling at how well he knows what you like, you press a tiny kiss on his cheeks,"i'll be waiting!" i'll be waiting he mouths at the same time as you walk further away, grinning idiotically before the cashier snaps him back.

꒰⠀jong⠀⠀⎯⎯ ⠀⠀seong.⠀꒱⠀⠀ 🖇️ 𝄒⠀⠀ ﹙𝑣𝑖𝑒.﹚ as 'dont worry, i will take care of it for you' kind of love. the guy who doesn't let you lift a finger. to him you're the princess that doesnt have to do anything. your every wish and your every desire is a goal for him to accomplish. the beaming happiness on your face when you get what you want is the source of his joy. the feeling of coming home yet discovering new places you never knew of: places filled with more sunny days. your warmth in a cold winter. to him love lies in the willingness to give endlessly, in being connected by actions, in prioritizing you.

"jay, it broke!" before your whine can even bounce off the walls jay is there right behind you, "don't worry princess, i'll fix it, come here sit on my lap," his hands move delicately as he sews the broken butterfly pin holding your blouse together. "you need to be gentle while putting it on okay?" he reminds you softly as his thumb wipes off the tears threatening to spill from your eyes at having almost ruined your favourite outfit. "can we have some ice cream cake later?" you ask closing your eyes at the feeling of his lips leaving a kiss on top of each one, "you have a cold so only a little bit, alright?"

꒰⠀jae⠀⠀⎯⎯ ⠀⠀yun.⠀꒱⠀⠀ 🖇️ 𝄒⠀⠀ ﹙𝑣𝑖𝑒.﹚ as 'i gotta kiss you before you leave' kind of love. the guy who gotta show how much he loves you. your companion in every event from family dinners to office parties sim jaeyun is the man of your life and man of your dreams. if ever you need to go alone, he waits for you, roaming around the area and picking up your favourite food. for him it is absolutely necessary to express his feelings regardless of your surroundings and regardless of the situation. your star in an empty sky. to him love lies in the small moments, in the little kisses and hugs, in the whispers of words.

"jake what are you doing!" the more you try to wiggle out of jake's arms the tighter they get, "don't you think you're forgetting something, my love?" your repeated slaps against his hands are in no vain with the way his lips find the crook of your neck leaving fluttering kisses down to your collarbone. "my goodnight kiss when will i get it?" more than the words spoken you gasp at the way he stops whispering, "we are supposed to be sleeping in different rooms! stop it before my parents find us!" "well it's nothing they don't know, i love their daughter too much."

꒰⠀sung⠀⠀⎯⎯ ⠀⠀hoon.⠀꒱⠀⠀ 🖇️ 𝄒⠀⠀ ﹙𝑣𝑖𝑒.﹚ as 'stay there, i'm coming to get you' kind of love. the guy who is always a call away. be it in the middle of the day or at the break of dawn, if you need him, he's always there. needs to see you safe and healthy to able to breathe in peace. if it so happens that you are hurt, he turns the hospital upside down. it's you and him against the world, let's you know that he'll be the one to stay even if everyone else leaves. your pillar in a pile of debris. to him love lies in being by your side in every situation, in changing your restless into calm, in the compromise and accomodation for another.

"sunghoon? i feel weird," your words slur into the phone and sunghoon immediately knows something's wrong. "angel, what's wrong? i'll be there in five, don't move from the bed okay?" there inside your apartment unit he finds an empty bottle of medicine containing ethanol. "my prey is here!" squealing, you hop off the bed and scurry over to sunghoon, "angel you shouldn't consume drugs so carelessly," he scolds, picking you up when you jump on him. giving in to your puckered lips he leaves a wet kiss before pushing a finger against your forehead. "now lets sleep off the intoxication,"

꒰⠀sun⠀⠀⎯⎯ ⠀⠀woo.⠀꒱⠀⠀ 🖇️ 𝄒⠀⠀ ﹙𝑣𝑖𝑒.﹚ as 'i believe in you, you can do it' kind of love. the guy who inspires you to be the best version of yourself. in his world there is no giving up and there is no going back. teaches you to take a step even when it feels like nothing is going right. helps you focus on the present, nurturing a mind guided by reason and heart. it is important to him that you do what you love and you do it with courage. your strength in a harsh society. to him love lies in the encouragement, in the pushes out of comfort zone, in a cheer amidst a silent crowd.

"sunoo, what if i fail?" your hands tremble as you wait backstage in the conference hall, scared to mess up your first paper presentation. sunoo pulls you into a hug that feels homely, softer than ever, "trust yourself bubs, i know you'll do well. you wanted to do this since forever and you worked so hard for this, remember?" his fingers draw circles on your back and his lips leave a tender kiss on your temple. "even if it's not how you want it to be what matters is you tried. now go on, i'll be waiting." a gentle push, a reminder that he'll be right here to catch you.

꒰⠀jung⠀⠀⎯⎯ ⠀⠀won.⠀꒱⠀⠀ 🖇️ 𝄒⠀⠀ ﹙𝑣𝑖𝑒.﹚ as 'baby, how can i make you feel better?' kind of love. the guy who tells you, you're perfect the way you are. with him you never have to put a mask on, you don't have to pretend to be someone you're not. late night conversations where he reminds you how much you're worth it even if you're ordinary. because to him you'll always be the most special person: his person seen and appreciated in your own essence. your peace in a chaotic world. to him love lies in the fruit of assurance, in the acceptance of affection, in the positivity to feel life in the simple things.

"jungwon, it's snowing!" the excitement is your voice makes jungwon laugh as he runs out after you with your muffler, coat and socks in his hands. "you need to cover up bunny or you'll catch a cold," the pads of his thumb rub against your cheeks, face craddled between his palms after he has you all wrapped up. "sorry," you giggle cozying up in his hold, it makes jungwon's heart summersault a thousand times,"you look so cute, bare faced and warm cheeks all flushed," the thought of how you have let your walls down around him makes him happy beyond anything,"so perfect,"

꒰⠀ri⠀⠀⎯⎯ ⠀⠀ki.⠀꒱⠀⠀ 🖇️ 𝄒⠀⠀ ﹙𝑣𝑖𝑒.﹚ as 'i miss you' before you even say bye kind of love. the guy who can not live away from you for too long. shows you there's magic in everyday that goes by with you, in the sunrise from the balcony of your shared apartment, in the little garden you tend to together. the arrow of cupid struck through two at once: where all your moments hold stories to tell. the proof that time together is time cherished. your glitter in a dull canvas. to him love lies in the sync of hearts, in enjoying and mourning life side by side, in not missing a single moment.

"riki what are you doing here?" you're dumbfounded coming eye to eye with riki at the doorstep of your childhood home "i couldn't go another day without you," he says stepping forward to cup your face in his hands and rubbing the tip of your noses in an eskimo kiss. "let's just spend the weekend here and go back together," his forehead falls against yours eyes closed as he wishpers out how bad your absence felt. "ok, let's do that i missed you too," at that riki leaves a quick peck on your lips grinning widely, "let's make some new memories,"

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𝐮𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞 : part 3

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PAIRING ▸ lee heeseung x fem bodied!reader

SUMMARY ▸ heeseung makes progress towards isa becoming his girlfriend- until he doesn't and you wonder if he made it backfire on purpose.

WORD COUNT ▸ 10,956

GENRE ▸ enemies 2 lovers, angst, SMUT ; blowjob, almost? sex lol, masturbation

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HEESEUNG THOUGHT HIS AWFUL LUCK HAD TURNED AROUND WHEN HIS TEACHER ASSIGNED HIM AND LEE ISA TO CLEAN THE CLASSROOM TOGETHER.

heeseung had never thought he’d enjoy staying after school to clean the classroom. he knows that he’s going to be late to practice, but he could care less about how mad his coach will be when he finds out that not only was he late- that he was late because he came into class late that day.

heeseung describes himself as an honest man- and to be an honest man he must admit that he doesn’t have the best track record when it comes to school or his attendance (or girls) and it wasn’t new to him that his teacher punished him to clean the class once everyone was gone. usually, he’d play the practice card and his teacher would sigh but let him off- but today, when lee isa stepped foot into the classroom a minute late after him he seemed to have lost that card.

he thought it was unusual for good girl lee isa to be late to class- because she was never late for class. her attendance was perfect as well. heeseung thinks it’s another part about her that he likes.

heeseung has thought many times about lee isa and what he likes about her; from her perfect nose and smile to the way the ends of her bang on her right side curls inwards. but what he wants most is how she’s so different from him. the main difference is that he knows she wouldn’t hurt someone- ever.

heeseung cringes at the thought of him hurting people. memories of ex-friends ’faces getting so red with anger, girls he had just hooked up with crying in front of him- and you- flash through his mind.

heeseung isn’t sure what exactly caused him and you to not be able to converse calmly with each other- but it happened around freshman year from what he remembers. his memories with you aren’t the best and some of them make him laugh when he thinks about your reactions and expressions to the things he’s done or said to you. he thinks that you’re always the one to start things- that you can never take a joke and god, that’s all he knows how to do.

he knows that you always say he isn’t self-aware of what he does- but he knows he is. it’s part of his guilty conscience that keeps him up at night. and maybe his self-awareness wasn’t always up to one hundred percent- but it’s definitely grown as of the beginning of his senior year.

he’s so self-aware now that he can realize that not every fight is started by you- though he’s sure you know how to get right under his skin- get him so annoyed that he says things he regrets; like certain insults that he knows hit your insecure bone or posting embarrassing pictures or videos (the iconic vomit vid) of you when you’ve begged him not to.

heeseung used to swear that you have done worse to him than you have done to him, but now he’s not too sure.

heeseung hates to think that you and he have been sworn enemies in every life the both of you had the chance of living together- because he hopes you don't go the rest of your lives hating each other. or more so, that you don’t go the rest of your life hating him.

he wonders if you ever think the same.

heeseung caught the way you wiggled your eyebrows at him obnoxiously when you left the classroom with the other students for the end of the day. he knows that you’re only spending time with him so that you can become better for jake and that it gets isa out of the way of jake for you- but recently sometimes it feels like the two of you are truly just friends.

and heeseung knows his past self would hate to think it, but he’s been having actual fun with you. In fact, the thoughts of you are filling his mind so much that he almost completely misses the way isa speaks to him.

“hm?” heeseung snaps his head to the pretty girl, “sorry?”

isa’s pretty laugh fills the ugly classroom, “i asked why you were late this morning.”

“oh,” heeseung picks up a broom that was leaning against the wall, “I’m always late.”

“well yeah, but there’s no cause for your lateness?” heeseung picks up on isa’s suggesting tone and he raises an eyebrow up at her to question it, “you know, like y/n?”

heeseung feels his eyes widen at her question and part of him feels anxious that he had been speaking out loud, “what?- uh- no!” he cringes at himself yet again. isa’s pretty lips form a suspicious smirk. “really, y/n and i- it’s different.”

“different?” isa stops cleaning the chalkboard, “different how?”

“different like-” heeseung pauses to think about how he should word his next sentence, “like we’re not really together-together if you know what i mean.”

isa still looks confused but nods anyways and turns back to her cleaning, “so do you like each other?”

“we’re just friends.”

isa nods and heeseung focuses on sweeping, hoping that he didn’t just mess up literally everything- which reminds him, “is there anyone that you like?”

isa laughs at heeseung’s rushed-out question, “like in a ‘we’re not really together together way or in an ‘i want to date them’ way?”

“in an ‘i want to date them’ way.”

isa spins on her heel and leans against the newly cleaned board, “why?” she bites her lip and looks up into heeseung’s eyes.

“uh,” heeseung gulps as her eyes pierce so seductively into his own, “well because you know who i’m into- or who i’m not into i mean.”

isa makes a noise to think and she picks at her freshly done nails, “i mean there is a boy that i’m interested in.”

heeseung feels his heart pick up the pace at her words- his body filling with anxiousness and excitement that he struggles with his own body to keep calm and try to think of something to say, “there is?”

“yeah,” isa says with a sweet smile on her lips that makes heeseung want to drop to his knees, “do you want to know?”

“yes.” heeseung states and the quickness of his response shakes isa and him, but isa has a better way of hiding it than he does.

isa twirls her fingers in her pretty hair and takes a few steps towards heeseung so now that she’s a meter in front of him, the height difference is something that neither of them can ignore as heeseung has his whole head and neck bent down to look at her, “well, he’s on the soccer team.”

heeseung curses in his head when he figures it’s jake that she’s talking about and he wishes for a second that he didn’t even ask the stupid question until- “and he’s always late for class.”

“is he?” heeseung feels his confidence return and he’s smirking down at her.

“yeah, but i wasn’t sure if he liked me or not until very recently.”

“oh?” heeseung leans his hands and chin on the broom handle, “and what was the verdict?”

isa smirks back at him and he doesn’t know what is about to happen but he knows that this is something he’s been wishing for for four years and it’s almost everything he’s dreamed of as he steps even closer to him. he can smell her perfume as they look at each other with the same want and lust in their eyes.

heeseung felt like he was on cloud nine from it all.

“you guys can go now,” their teacher popped her head into the classroom, her eyes scanning its cleanliness before her eyes landed on the two of them, “what’re you two up to?”

“nothing mrs.kim!” isa steps back, sweeping up her backpack to throw it over her shoulder, “again, i’m so sorry for being late today! i’m sure it won’t become a regular occurrence!”

“it better not be, unless you want to end up like him,” mrs park teases them as she nods her head at heeseung who is still leaning over the broom with his jaw clenched. “let’s go heeseung, don’t want the coach to be madder at you then he probably already is.” heeseung shakes his head to clear it, smiling at isa who waves to him over their teachers’ shoulder.

their teacher rushing him to practice makes him forget to remind himself to ask isa why she was late for the first time ever today- plus the memories of his and isa’s interaction seem like something better to think about.

the longer you stood outside the party waiting for heeseung the more you hated his guts.

the porch isn’t just occupied by your fuming self but other couples who were making out and smoking. some other kids are laying on the lawn in front of you and you don’t even want to know what they are up to.

it would be your first party that you attended as a ‘couple’. heeseung and you had planned to meet up at the party (god forbid he meets your mother again) so you can walk in together.

fall has officially set into the air and it is making goosebumps rise on your legs from the fabric of your dress not covering them. you have been spamming heeseung with texts for the past ten minutes and he was not answering any of them. you start to wonder if he’s ignoring you and if he’s not going to show up to this party at all.

“hey, y/n, what’re you doing?” you turn at the mention of your name and see jake standing on the porch besides you. his blonde hair falls messily into his eyes and his tan skin looks so pretty in the mix of the moon and porch light.

“just getting some air,” you lie to him and it scares you how easily it seemed to be. you couldn’t tell him that your freshly new boyfriend is potentially ditching you at the moment.

“oh?” jake looks down at your body and then back up to your face, “do you think you’ve had enough? you look awfully cold.”

and suddenly your lying skills are out the window, “uh, no! i’m fine.” jake quirks an eyebrow up at your answer.

“ok, well do you want to come back inside? i lost the guys a while ago and I haven't seen the girls since we all got here.”

“sure,” your mood brightened up at the idea of being with jake. he smiles sweetly at you and you follow him back inside.

there seem to be more people at this party than any of the ones you’ve gone to before and it’s very hard to squeeze your way through the crowd. you’re nervous that you'll lose jake since he’s ahead of you.

suddenly, indicating that he was thinking the same thing he snakes his hand behind himself and grabs hold of your wrist, dragging you successfully behind him now. you try not to focus on the warmth from his skin onto your cold one and try to not lose him.

you both finally stop when you’re in the kitchen and he’s passing you a cup that some other guys are handing out. you’re leaning against the kitchen wall when he joins you with his own.

“i think they’re gonna run out of liquor soon with all the people here,” jake nods towards the crowded living room, “this was like the last of the vodka.”

“why are there so many people here?” you ask him curiously.

“choi yeonjun’s back in town for the weekend.”

“yeonjun?” your voice raises excitedly. “i haven’t seen him in over a year.”

“oh god,” jake groans and leans against the wall beside you, “you’re not gonna ditch me for choi yeonjun too are you?”

you quirk an eyebrow up at him, “what do you mean ‘too’?”

“i mean, haven’t you already ditched me for heeseung?”

“what? no!” you exclaim, “i wouldn’t ditch you for anyone- not heeseung or yeonjun.” jake smiles down at that and he sticks out his pinky finger at you.

“pinky promise?”

you smile and link your finger with his, “pinky promise.”

“good, because i need someone else that’s sober to help me every time our friends get too wasted to get home themselves.”

this time you groan at the memories of both of you dragging chaeryeong off of a lawn chair into the car and the time at sunghoon’s birthday party when both of you had to clean up sunghoon’s vomit from all over the kitchen. your reaction makes jake laugh and your stomach clenches at the sound of it.

“you know, heeseung is pretty lucky to have you,” jake takes a sip of his drink as your eyes widen in shock, “you’re a really great person, y/n.”

in the moment all you can think about is fuck lee heeseung and fuck this stupid plan, “actually jake,” you start and jake’s eyes squint in confusion at you.

a wave of guilt washes over you for some reason and you aren’t sure why. maybe it’s because you’ve been lying to jake for months now. maybe it’s because your friends are going to lose trust in you when they find out you've been lying. or maybe it’s because you feel like you’re going behind heeseung’s back right now.

“jake! come over here!” jay’s voice calls from the other side of the room- over the loud music and talking of all the other people. both of you turn and look at jay who’s waving over jake and is drastically pointed at isa who has her back turned to him. you catch the way jake’s eyes lighten up at the sight of isa who is standing with her friends.

“i’ll see you later, y/n.” jake says without even looking at you, just walking over with his drink still in his hand, jay pats him on the back as he walks past him as well and goes straight up to isa. isa looks just as happy as he does to see him. your heart hurts more at the sight of them hugging quickly in a friendly manner.

you curse lee heeseung for not being here and for making you not be able to open your mouth quicker.

jay’s waving at you catches your eye and he’s calling you over as well, but you couldn’t stand the thought of being so close to jake and isa who was now bending over into each other’s ears and whispering so only they would be able to hear each other. you only shake your head gently with a playful scowl on your face at jay, making him look confused at you. luckily, sunghoon pulls his arm around jay and distracts him, making jay forget about his still position against the wall.

you feel confused as you stand by yourself and watch all your friends have fun amid the big crowd in the living room. the music seems silent while your thoughts are loud and racing. you aren’t sure why you’re feeling so confused, but your stomach turns in disgust every time your eyes drift over jake and isa together.

it’s jealousy and anger mixing around in your chest and you want it all to go away. you feel frustrated that jake and your relationship seem to be stagnant when it could and should be so much more.

you can’t help but think that you’re perfect for each other.

well at least in your mind you’re perfect for each other.

you have fun with jake when you are hanging out with your other friends. the surfing lessons he gave you the past summer were the only times you were alone together- plus everyone else that was at the beach that day. even then, you didn’t get to talk to each other about anything besides the party the night before, your friends or surfing. it makes you wonder what you guys actually know about each other.

“dude i’m so sorry i’m late,” a presence stands beside you (and it luckily blocks your view of isa and jake) and you instantly can tell who it is without looking at him, “coach was kicking my ass because of detention earlier- which by the way- was awesome!” when heeseung saw the distant look in your eyes that weren’t looking at him he stopped, “what’s wrong? you look like you’re about to cry or kill someone.”

“i’m going to kill someone.”

“ou, who?” heeseung turns to look out at the people partying, excited to hear about it. until he felt a harsh slap to his bicep again, “ow!”

“you! i’m going to kill you!” you were grateful for the loud music now.

“what why? i said i’m sorry for being late! i couldn’t tell the coach i needed to leave his punishment practice to party!”

you rolled your eyes and crossed your arms, you could barely look at him right now with all the thoughts of him and jake crossing through your mind at the same time. “are your parents home tonight?”

“no, why?” he asks you, not taking his eyes off of your angry figure.

“because i want to fuck so let’s go.” you grab his wrist of the arm you had hit earlier and start to pull him through the crowds of people. you ignored the looks you were getting as you bumped them to their sides and the calls of your name from heeseung behind you. you only listened to him when you both stood out on the street outside of the house party. “what?”

honestly, heeseung had thought you had lost it. he thought you were so drunk and blinded by whatever had made you so pissed that he thought your brain had stopped working.

“i mean, you want to fuck-fuck or like, just do what we usually do.”

“heeseung,” you grab a hold of both of his upper arms so he looks down into your eyes, “i want your dick inside of me.” and now heeseung thinks his brain is close to stopping as well since “y/n wants me to take her v card” fills up his mind and stops any other thoughts of forming.

“are- are you sure? i mean you said before-” heeseung tries to process what you’re saying and what you want.

“i don’t care what i said before.” you snap at him, “i’m tired of being inexperienced and i’m tired of watching jake fuck every other girl and not me! so please heeseung, just take me back to your house so we can fuck.”

heeseung says ok and then you’re both speeding walking back to his house, little laughs falling out both of your mouths. and although heeseung said ok, he doesn’t feel ok. it's fun almost running through the streets with you so you can get into bed together sooner- but there’s a feeling behind it that makes him feel uneasy.

he thinks if you were any other girl that was begging for him to fuck her and to take her virginity he wouldn’t have thought twice about it- hell he wouldn’t even bother taking her back to his house, he’d find a spot somewhere on the lawn and fuck her there.

but with you it’s different. and he’s quickly realizing that everything about you is different. so he thinks that he should treat you differently.

i want to give a very small TW here just in case: reader says to stop during sex- and heeseung does immediately!

but it’s still so hard to when you’re ripping off his shirt before you’re even fully inside of his bedroom. you’re smashing your lips against his so messily and your hands are trailing down his toned chest. it turns heeseung on that you’re trying to take the lead and have so much confidence compared to the other times.

heeseung had mentally already prepared himself to bring you back to his house (or to an empty room at the party) to make it up to you for being so late to the party. he did not expect you to instantly drag him back out and make him take you back to his house.

“heeseung, please,” you beg him, feeling frustrated and needy. your foreheads are touching as you look at each other.

“you’re one hundred percent positive you want to do this?”

you feel a bit of doubt rush through your mind at the thought of losing your virginity to heeseung. you always imagined you would have lost it to a boy that you loved- to a boy like jake. but you understand that to get jake to love you back, you would have to do this, “yes, heeseung.”

heeseung doesn’t notice the flash of doubt in your eye and leans in to kiss you again, this time rougher and pushing you back so you’re on his bed. your hips started to move involuntarily against his hips, making him groan against your lips. you could feel the texture of his jeans rubbing against your clit through your panties.

heeseung’s hand slipped down in between your bodies and started to slink off of your panties down your legs. you could feel your bottom half now bare to his bedroom as your dress was bunched up at your hips. heeseung’s hips were still rolling into yours. heeseung’s hands were roaming your outer thighs, keeping them spread so his body could stay in between them.

heeseung pulls away from your lips first and starts to kiss down your neck, easily finding your sweet spot by now, and sucking a harsh bruise into it. you hold back your whine from the pleasure and focus on the task at hand. your hands trail down to heeseung’s crotch, rubbing over the bulge that had formed. when he feels you start to unbuckle his jeans he pulls away from you completely.

“fuck, wait.” heeseung stops and you see that his chest is breathing heavily like your own, “i gotta stretch you out first, i don’t want to hurt you.”

“no no, i’m okay,” you stop him from inching his finger towards your core. he looks up at you confused, “let’s just fuck.” you could tell that heeseung wanted to say something, but he chose not to, deciding to listen to you and shove his pants down his legs.

his cock was hard when it sprung up and it made you realize just how big he was and that he was supposed to shove his big dick into your pussy in a second and you hoped to god it wouldn’t hurt as much as your friends said it would.

heeseung rummages through his bedside drawer until he holds up a crinkly condom package. he stands in between your spread legs again, “do you want to try to put it on?”

you gulp and shake your head no, making heeseung shrug and begin to open the package himself. he slides the condom onto his dick easily, showing that he has a lot more experience than you do, and you try to not shy away at the thought. you try to think of jake and that you were doing this for jake- you were doing this so you can jake could be together.

heeseung places his dick at your entrance, making your body freeze up, “are you sure you want to do this, y/n?” heeseung asks, resisting the urge to bend down and stroke the side of your face with his thumb.

“yes, i’m ready heeseung, god,” you let out in a frustrated tone that you regretted when you saw heeseung’s concerned face drop into something more offended.

heeseung huffs but doesn't say anything as he begins to push into you, watching your face and body. when his tip slides into you he stops, catching the way your face contorted into pain, “do you want me to pull out?” heeseung’s voice is a higher pitch than normal.

you shake your head no, “just keep going, hee.” you don’t look at him as you can only focus on the sheer amount of pain you were feeling as he continued to slowly push himself into you.

you aren’t sure how much farther he slid himself into you until you couldn’t deal with the pain, “ow heeseung! okay i- i can’t.” your hand grabbed onto heeseung’s forearm, wanting to stop him from going any further.

due to your pain, you miss the way heeseung’s eyes fill with pure panic and concern at your words, “shit, y/n.” heeseung instantly pulls out of you, making you hiss with more pain. “fuck, i’m sorry, i’m so so sorry.”

your hands cover your face as you start to feel tears of frustration start to pool in your eyes. there was no way that you could ever live up to jake’s expectations at this point. he would never see you as someone he could love. if earlier in the night where he left you in an instant for isa didn’t make that clear enough to you.

you’re too distracted with trying to cover your tears from heeseung that you don’t notice him fervently rushing around his room, slipping on some sweatpants and finding a sweater for you to wear.

“y/n, here sit up,” you feel heeseung beside you again, his hand finding its way to your lower back to help you sit up on his bed. you can’t bear to look at him because you feel so disappointed in yourself for so many reasons that you can count. “do you want to change into this while i go get you some water?- or do you want to have a bath or a shower- fuck how bad does it hurt?”

“i’m fine, heeseung!” you snap at him, pushing his hand away from you, “fuck, i’m f-fine,” you repeat, this time quieter and you still haven’t looked at him.

“here, just put this on and i’ll go get some water.” heeseung put his sweater in your lap and left his room. he felt like one million thoughts were going through his mind all at once and he couldn’t help but feel guilty for hurting you. it was the last thing he had wanted to do.

when he comes back with a glass of water, he finds you under his blanket with his sweater on, the hood over your head as you lay on your side, facing the doorway. he places the glass of water on the bedside table and smiles softly at your quiet ‘thank you'.

heeseung thinks to himself that he’s never felt this awkward before in his own bedroom.

“are you going to lay down?” you ask him quietly after your eyes met silently a few times.

“do- do you want me to?” heeseung stutters, trying to think of something to do to help the situation. when you nod against his pillow he gently crawls over you so he lays closest to the wall now. you’re still laying on your side as he lays on his back, staring up at his ceiling.

heeseung wasn’t going to lie to himself or to anyone (okay maybe to you) that he hadn’t thought of fucking you before. he figured that you were more on the vanilla side until he had heard you and your friends talking about your virginity. it made something click inside of him- like he saw a different side of you from then on.

kissing you was something he hadn’t expected. it was softer than he imagined, and he liked to smell your perfume as you kissed. and he liked the sounds of you whimpering into your mouth when he takes you by surprise and presses his tongue into your mouth. your reactions to everything he does are so cute that it makes him turned on in a way he’s never felt before.

after your first set of rules had been set, he never figured that you would give him a handjob or anything of the sort- but he wasn’t disappointed when you had. he found it hard to think of anything else since it had happened. every time his hand sneaks down to his crotch late at night. all he can think about is you.

after all the times he had thought about fucking you- he had never expected it to go like that.

he wanted to say so much to you, but he didn’t want to cross any lines with you. he knew that once this deal between you was over, the two of you would go back to hating each other- to swearing at each other in front of anyone- doing anything to insult or embarrass the other. so, he didn’t understand why he cared so much and wanted to hold you.

your silent shaking makes him look over at your slumped forward figure. heeseung was suddenly hyper-aware of your sniffles filling up his bedroom.

“are you okay? i didn’t mean to hurt you, y/n i’m so sorry.”

“i’m fine, heeseung.” you respond, “i’m just disappointed and confused and it makes me sad to feel this way.”

“i’m sorry, i should’ve taken proper care of you i-.” heeseung turns to lean onto his elbow, ready to apologize with his whole heart.

“-you’re fine heeseung.” you cut him off, “it’s just- why does every other girl get to lose her virginity and have sex all the time but i can’t? it seems so easy for everyone except me.”

you hear heeseung sigh and flop down onto his back, “it’s because you like jake and not me. it’s easier to lose your virginity to someone that you actually like- someone that you want to have sex with.” when you don’t respond to him he continues, “i’m sorry, y/n. it’s not just you, i’m sure there are other girls th-.”

“kiss me.”

“w-what?” heeseung stutters again, this time out of pure shock from your words.

“i don’t want to think about it anymore- just kiss me to distract me.” you turn slightly on your back so you can look at heeseung over your shoulder, “please?”

heeseung scans your face and eyes sincerely this time, hoping to catch any sign of doubt- but ultimately finds nothing. he moves over slightly, so he’s leaning over you, his face close to yours. you catch the way he licks his lips, wetting them before he presses his lips to yours.

the kiss is the softest kiss you have ever felt. sure, you haven’t kissed very many people- but you know this one would be the winner for sure. you can almost barely feel heeseung’s lips against yours- but you fully take in the passion you feel from him.

you can’t help but let a few tears out of your eyes as you continue to kiss heeseung. the kiss is something that you need at the moment, and it’s making your heart and head feel ten times lighter than it is. heeseung feels your tears against his own face, and he pulls away slightly from you. both of you are looking into each other’s eyes and you don’t think you’ve ever noticed how pretty his eyes are.

“you shouldn’t have to have sex with someone just because everyone else is- or because you feel like you should.” heeseung’s thumb brushes against the side of your face, caving in to his urges from earlier, and wipes a stray tear off of your cheek, “i’m sorry that it hurt- and i’m sorry if i made you feel like you have to be experienced with stuff like this.”

your brain was still filtered with the alcohol from the party earlier, and your body felt exhausted from everything it had gone through. your mind was practically begging you to go to sleep.

so, you lean up towards heeseung and press your lips into his, hoping that it would suffice and successfully let him know what you were saying without speaking any words.

and heeseung swears he feels his heart skip a beat.

if lee heeseung was upset that you left his house before he woke up the next morning, he didn’t act like it. you expected him to text you or even tease you about ditching him in his own bed- but there was nothing.

in fact, you didn’t even see heeseung until the end of school on monday.

“y/n, your boyfriend is here,” chaehyun giggles out to you from the other side of the classroom. you glance up at her before your eyes wander towards the door.

heeseung is leaning against the door frame with a quirked eyebrow at you, a smirk on his face at chaehyun’s words. you could feel your cheeks burn at the statement and you couldn’t help but feel embarrassed. you start to pack your bag quickly, wanting to get out of the class as soon as possible as you could still hear the last group of friends in the classroom whispering and giggling.

with their hushed giggling, it was then that heeseung noticed isa sitting amongst the girls cradled together against some of the desks. he didn’t know how he could have pinpointed her exact laugh out of everyone else’s, but it succeeded in distracting him enough to glance over and see her looking right back at him.

there was some meaning behind her eyes as she softly smiled at him, his cocky demeanour disappearing the more he looked at her soft features. her friend whispered something in her ear, but she didn’t look away from heeseung, only sending him a wink until he was kicked in the shin.

“ow!” he whisper yells, his pained face meeting your amused one.

“i said, let’s go.” you started to push him out of the classroom, his ears catching isa’s giggle one last time.

both of you continued walking until you ended up in the outdoor classroom. the school had ended twenty minutes ago so there were some students still lingering around the property, but you didn’t pay them any attention from your spot on the bench you had sat on before.

heeseung had offered you some of the water he was drinking which you declined, making both of you sit in silence for a little while longer. it was starting to get colder now, as october had officially started up. the leaves were starting to turn orange- but not to the point where they were wilting off of the tree branches and covering the grass.

“do you have any new ideas about our whole plan, thing?” you ask him finally, because you have thought about it yourself, and haven’t been able to come up with much. everything you had planned before didn’t seem to go as expected.

heeseung leans back against the bench, his legs spread and he lets out a hum that indicates he’s thinking, “i haven’t thought about much, but halloween is coming up we’ll have to think of something big for that night.”

“halloween?” you ask with a tone of surprise, “like in almost a month? you want this to go on for another whole month?”

“well, i mean, we can’t seem like everything we’re doing is so forced, right?”

you groan and put your hands to your face, and it makes heeseung worry for a second that you're about to start crying again.

“what’s so wrong with going on for another month?” he asks you, wanting to reach out and place his hand on your back, but he keeps it glued to his thigh.

“because, hee,” you look at him, and he counts it as ‘four times now’ that you’ve called him by his nickname, “i want to date jake, not you.” you shake your head and miss the way heeseung rolls his eyes.

“well, sorry that i can’t make this go any faster.” heeseung replies, crossing his arms over his chest.

you’re about to speak again but a now familiar giggle cuts you off. both yours and heeseung’s eyes widen and you’re jumping up and going to the side rail of the outdoor classroom. you’re both trying to stay hidden as you look over to who was walking on the sidewalk below.

sure enough, isa is walking there as you had thought. but only jake was with her.

heeseung and you glance at each other when jake becomes visible to the both of you, and you go back to watching them.

jake sticks out his hand for isa to take, and he spins her around with it, making her giggle harder and tell him to quit being cheesy. you felt like you could throw up if you wanted to at her now annoying voice.

throughout your and heeseung’s plan, you couldn’t help but find the nice girl that you once called an acquaintance annoying. everything she did made your anger rise- and you haven’t spoken to her since the day you had pushed heeseung into her. maybe you were jealous of her because she had the attention of both of the guys you were closest to, but you didn’t want to admit that.

“are you hungry?” you can hear jake ask her as they now stand right below you and heeseung hiding.

“yes, i’m starving.” isa exaggerates and you notice heeseung moving more so he can see her more.

“what do you want to go eat?”

you can hear isa hum as she thinks, and heeseung nudges you to look, they’re still holding the hand that jake twirled her with and it makes you roll your eyes, “how about mcdonalds?”

“if that’s what you want.”

“that’s what i want.” isa confirms and you can hear shuffling and giggling again.

“okay, they’re far away now,” heeseung says in a normal tone, you move so you’re beside heeseung in the open view- if anyone were to look up at the outdoor classroom they could see you and your ‘boyfriend’ no doubt. you can see jake and isa swinging their clasped hands as they leave down the school’s side driveway- towards the street where they were most likely going to get mcdonalds, “i have to go to practice now.”

heeseung stands up and dusts off the knees of his pants. you stand up after him and swing your backpack onto your shoulder. “we can talk more about this tomorrow if you want, i don’t have practice.”

you nod and watch im walk back to the bench where his jacket and bag were, “and why did you post that picture of me on your instagram?” (reference to updated profiles) you were annoyed this morning when you walked into the cafeteria with ryujin and choerry shoving their stupid phones in your face of heeseung’s stupid instagram.

heeseung shrugs as he starts to put his jacket into his bag, “why did i lose like twenty followers after posting it?”

“you lost followers?” you exclaim, “it’s probably all the girls that followed you to drool over you.”

heeseung smiles to himself as he slings his backpack over his shoulder, “if that’s what you think- i thought it was because you were too ugly.”

you gasp and slap his shoulder, making him laugh, “if i’m so ugly then why did you post it?”

heeseung shrugs again, “i guess it’s a cute picture,” you squint your eyes at him in unsureness, “and because if people think we’re dating we should probably act like we are.” now that was something you could understand as to why he would post it, “maybe you,” heeseung pokes your nose with his finger, “should post a picture of me too, so more people believe it.”

“i’ll think about it- i don’t know if i really want lee heeseung all over my account.” you make heeseung laugh again and he clasps his hand over your head, messing up your hair roughly.

“i’ll see you tomorrow, y/n.” he starts to walk backwards toward the door, “make sure to pick out a good pic!” he winks at you before he’s out of your sight and the closed door is the only thing you’re staring at.

you grab a tighter hold onto your backpack as you curse lee heeseung yet again, and push open the door so you can leave as well. on your way home, you mentally pick out a picture that would seem allowable to post on your instagram.

you just prayed that no one would tease you about it.

you felt as if things between you and heeseung had changed after the weekend.

there are unspoken emotions that are creating an emotional and physical distance between you two. every time you had seen heeseung after the weekend (which was not a lot) it felt off. even during your almost silent conversation in the outdoor classroom on monday, it felt as if heeseung was forcing himself to talk and to put on a facade around you.

part of you wondered if heeseung was having second thoughts about your whole plan. he had said so himself that he had no more ideas on how to progress your relationships with isa and jake until at least halloween.

you had figured that this would take some time for jake to realize he has feelings for you- but not this long. and you would have never imagined that lee heeseung would be beside you for the majority of it.

you could not even start to count how many times you swore you hated lee heeseung. but then you started to get to know more about him, and you got to know the way he tasted on your lips, and how his warm body felt against yours. you even noticed how caring he could be towards someone. and now, it’s awkward between you two and you can’t help but wish it wasn’t. you wish heeseung would come up and mess up your hair, or shove your shoulders in the hall, or point out a stupid mistake you did.

heeseung had texted you that he wouldn’t be able to hang out the day he said he would- and rearranged to see you on the weekend when someone would be having a party. you suspected that jake would also be in the future unknown party heeseung was referring to and it kind of gave you something good to think of during the week. it helped distract you from the sinking feeling in your chest you got every time you passed heeseung in the halls- or even just thought about him.

your friends were also no help at all, always asking if you and heeseung were still dating, or fighting, or just trying to prank them and get them to believe you were even dating in the first place. you would just shrug them off every time, hoping that the conversation would lead somewhere else. their questions and ideas only fuelled your upset mind more. you were so confused about why there was some unspoken tension between you and heeseung that neither of you was seemingly willing to talk about.

by the end of the week with not even a word spoken to each other since monday, you were upset. and you couldn’t believe that you were and were allowing yourself to be upset over lee heeseung.

he was someone that had become a big part of your life so suddenly, someone that you shared a secret with that no one else knew about. and now it seemed like it had all just stopped so abruptly. it was filling your mind and it was all you could think about.

even in gym class when you should’ve been paying attention to the basketball game in front of you, you found yourself staring off into nothing and thinking about what had gone so wrong that you and heeseung were now avoiding each other- and what would happen at this party you were both knowingly going to?

your distracting thoughts of heeseung were what made you completely miss the in-game basketball being thrown right into your direction- being missed by the player that was supposed to catch it- and smack right into your head.

in front of your whole entire gym class, you were thrown off of the corner of the bench you were sitting on, and down onto the floor, hitting your head off of the gym floor as well. before you could realize what was happening, there were your peer students standing all around you on the floor and asking if you were okay. your teacher barged through them and quickly analyzed you, seeing if you were bleeding from anywhere.

though there was no visible blood leaking from your head, you couldn’t ignore the aching of it from both sides from where the ball hit you, and from where you hit it off of the ground, your teacher still sent you to the nurse's office. thankfully, all the nurses were nice, and none of them made fun of you or made you worry more in any way. when the main nurse left you alone to rest for a bit before she could send you home, you sighed in relief and laid back down on the hospital bed she had set you in.

you must have not been laying there long until you heard the door of the room you were in being whipped open and a stamper of feet rushing inside right after. you open your eyes to find a big-eyed concerned heeseung looking at you, scanning your body for any injuries or bandages.

“heeseung?” you call his name in a confused state, sleep almost taking over you until he comes in.

“yes, it’s me.” heeseung walked right over to your bed, looking down at you, “are you okay?”

“yeah, ‘m fine,” you nod, sitting up so your upper body is resting on your elbows, “what are you doing here?”

heeseung scoffs, “well when a whole group of kids come up to me and tell me that my girlfriend has been sent to the nurse's station from what was probably one of the worst concussion-induced accidents they’ve seen- of course, i’m going to come here!”

this time you scoff, and you relax your elbows so your body rests completely down on the bed now.

“what was that scoff for?” heeseung asks, your hand comes up to rest on your forehead, a harsh ache hurting your entire head.

“nothing heeseung,” you tell him, closing your eyes from the brightness of the room and the sudden awakening.

“no, you scoffed for a rea-”

“-heeseung,” you cut him off, “can you get the nurse for me? i just want to go home.”

you don’t open your eyes to look at him, only listening as he stands there for a moment longer, probably in disbelief from your words before he’s leaving your room and getting the nurse for you.

the nurse was really happy when she saw heeseung and let you go home earlier since he would be there to help you. she made him promise to wake you up every hour just in case you had an undetected concussion. and even when you had left the nurses station and told heeseung you would be fine to get home by yourself, he insisted on walking with you.

the walk itself didn’t seem too awkward. your head is hurting and you’re tired and heeseung and you kept a safe distance away from each other as you walked. every now and then you could hear heeseung humming a song to himself as you walked.

you wanted to ask heeseung why he was suddenly caring so much for you when he didn’t even acknowledge you throughout the week in the halls- or text you at least. though, you knew he would ask you the same questions. to which you wouldn’t know how to answer besides blaming it all on him for acting weird and distant first.

you guess that you are angry.

and frustrated and confused- and if lee heeseung’s emotions switched this fast then you couldn’t keep up with it. it annoyed you that he ignored you all week- just to show up at the nurse's station ready to drop everything for you.

when you finally get to your house, you start saying bye to heeseung, just wanting to go to bed before your parents get home in a few hours.

“what are you doing?” you ask him as he follows you up your porch to your front door.

heeseung gives you a confused expression, “what do you mean? i promised the nurse to wake you up every hour to make sure your head is okay.”

“heeseung, i’m fine okay? just go back to school.” you shake your head at him, turning to unlock your door so you can go inside.

“yeah yeah, you’re always apparently fine- but i think this time i should really make sure you’re actually fine, o-?”

“what do you mean ‘apparently fine’? when i say i’m fine i mean it-” you snap and turn to look at the tall boy, “i don’t need you to check up on me, especially not after you avoided me all week.”

heeseung looked taken aback at your outburst, “right- you’re fine. but i still think i should come in and help you lay down- or stay until your parents g-.”

“no, heeseung,” you step inside your house, your hand resting on the door handle inside, “i don’t need you coming inside and pretending as you care about me- we only need to pretend to date in front of everyone else, not with each other.” you see heeseung about to open his mouth to speak, “just go back to school, heeseung.”

you harshly close the door in his face, leaving him standing on your porch alone in the middle of the day. heeseung kicks his foot against the pole at the end of your driveway as he walks past it, leaving your house, angrier than he’s been in a long time- and it’s mainly at himself.

heeseung was nervous. and he liked to believe that he never got nervous- especially about parties and girls. but something about the party tonight, and whether or not you were going to show up made him undeniably nervous and it was killing him that he couldn’t control it.

heeseung hasn’t spoken to you since he dropped you off at your house yesterday and slammed the door in his face. he knew from what you said that you were onto him. you knew that he was avoiding you and he knew that you were upset about it. he wanted to tell you that you weren’t the only one upset about it.

honestly, heeseung felt like he had to create some distance between you and him. ever since the night where he almost took your virginity, he’s had a hard time thinking about anyone or anything else.

he was disappointed when he woke up the next morning to an empty bed, your clothes gone, and the hoodie he had let you wear was thrown onto his desk. at first, he didn’t understand why he felt upset that you had snuck out before he woke up, but he realized soon enough it was because of an underlying feeling he didn’t dare speak or think about.

heeseung has been wondering if he has had the underlying feeling for you for the entire time he has known you- and that it only started to affect him now because he was spending more time with you- and often those times were intimate. he thinks (or hopes) that it’s all just a part of his hormonal teenage brain that makes him only think he has feelings for you.

but he still can’t help but get annoyed when you bring up jake- and the fact that you’re basically in love with him.

heeseung knows that parties are where your friends like to hang out. it’s where they all feel at peace with themselves and have fun. so he knows jake and isa will be here tonight. but he wonders if you’ll show up. he’s noticed pretty early on into your hateship that you’re not a party person, yet you still show up for your friends and jake. he also knows that you’re absolutely pissed at him and are losing hope in getting jake to like you back. so he figures that there’s about a 30/70 chance that you will show up.

he hopes that his made-up 30 percent chance is true and that you’ll come right up to him and ask what the plan is tonight. he even thinks that if you come up to him and just slap his bicep like you usually do will be sufficient enough for him to at least be able to see you.

heeseung knows sunghoon and jay are around this house party somewhere. he saw sunghoon dancing with some girls earlier, and jay was against a wall with choerry not too long ago. but he couldn’t be bothered to find them at a time like this. he didn’t feel like himself, and he knew his friends would be able to catch on in no time.

he hasn’t seen jake tonight, and he wonders if he’s with isa somewhere. maybe he’s taking her out on a proper date, and holding her hand and saying things heeseung has only imagined himself saying to her. he realizes then that he doesn’t care what jake says to isa- but he knows he should. he used to care at least.

“boo!” a false deep voice exclaims from behind him and grabs a tight hold of his arm.

“jesus!” he turns around with a scowl, ready to reprimand the person who just tried to scare him. his scowl fades when he sees isa.

“what’re you thinking about so deeply?” isa starts a conversation, her pretty smile on her face as she looks up at him.

“nothing much,” heeseung shrugs and takes a sip of his drink, immediately wishing he was drunker.

“really? nothing much?” isa quirks her eyebrow, “if it’s nothing then why does it have you zoning out at a party?”

“that’s a good point.”

“you should have fun tonight, heeseung!” she grips his arms, shaking him gently.

“i know, i know.”

isa lets one of her hands drop from his bicep while the other one snakes its way up to his shoulder, where it plays with the hem of his shirt, “i think you need a distraction.”

“that’s what this is for.” heeseung holds up his cup and brings it to his mouth, where he downs the entirety of it left.

isa smiles at him, “but it doesn’t seem to be working does it?”

at this point, isa is pressing her whole body against his, and heeseung is struggling to think of anything else except for how warm and small she is compared to him, “i guess not.”

“can i try?” isa pouts up at him, and he wants to know how her lips feel against his- and a small part of him wonders if they’ll feel even remotely close to how good yours feel.

“try what?”

“to distract you.”

heeseung thought he was dreaming. he had thought about isa in a scenario like this countless times. yet, this wasn’t a fantasy of his it was real life and he now he was standing there looking like an idiot in front of her.

“uh-, yeah, sure,” he stutters out and he’s glad the music is loud so no one else could hear what he and isa are talking about. he still hears isa’s soft giggle before she’s wrapping her arms around his shoulders, pulling his head down so it’s close to hers.

they look into each other’s eyes for a second, as if to think about what they’re about to do before they’re both closed and their lips are touching. heeseung’s thoughts about how soft her lips would be are correct, and her perfume smells just as nice as he thought it would. but it feels off in a way he didn’t imagine.

“do you need some more distractions, hee?” she whispers, her lips barely brushing against his as they stay close together. heeseung thinks about it for a moment, and he knows his past self is kicking him in the ass for taking so long to her answer her very direct question. so he thinks he nods not for himself, but for everyone else that would be encouraging him to get on with it with the girl he’s been thinking about for years.

isa smiles at his curt nod, and in a second she unwrapped her arms around him and instead wraps her hand around his wrist so she can pull him through the house. heeseung assumes isa must have been to this house before with her confidence walking around, going straight to a bathroom that was down an extra almost hidden hall. the music of the house is barely there when she closes the door after herself.

before heeseung can even properly lean against the bathroom counter, isa is pushing herself against him again. their lips meet in a frenzy and it takes heeseung a second to be able to kiss her back. her hands are pulling tight on the hair on the back of his neck. heeseung starts to pull her closer to him as well, his hands gripping her waist so their hips can press together. he feels isa smile against his lips, and he knows she feels his hard-on through their pants.

“i wanna make you feel good, heeseung,” isa says with her voice full of lust. “are you gonna let me distract you some more?”

“fuck, isa,” heeseung licks his lips as he stares down into her eyes, “please.” isa smirks at his subtle begging and she drops down to her knees to unbuckle his pants. she pushes them and his boxer down to his ankles so his semi-hard dick is now available for them to look at. her hands grab the base of it quickly, placing soft kisses up the shaft, “fuck,”.

isa takes the tip of his cock into her mouth and sinks down as far as she can go before gagging. she quickly starts a steady pace and it makes heeseung roll his eyes into the back of his head. it’s warm and wet and easy to fall into the pleasure of it all. he feels and hears her moan against his dick, and it makes him open his eyes and look down at her.

and it shocks him to only find your eyes looking back at him.

“what the fuck,” heeseung lets out in surprise, his hands gripping tighter onto the counter behind him to steady himself.

“what?” isa pulls off his dick and looks up at him in confusion and slight offence. heeseung takes a hard gulp when he only sees isa again, and he mentally hits himself for being so weird.

“nothing, nothing, it just feels so good,” heeseung only partially lies, and he knows isa believes it when she smiles up at him gracefully and goes back to sticking his cock in her mouth happily.

heeseung tells himself to just focus on the pleasure, to not screw up this night even more, but now he finds it hard to when he’s questioning himself on why he saw you looking up at him. it can’t help but imagine what it would feel like to have his dick in your mouth specifically. he starts to imagine that he would have to go slow with you, have to deal with your teasing and annoying smirks he’s grown to think are cute.

he’d want to hear your gags and whimpers with his dick lodged into your mouth. he wonders if your eyes would swell with tears easily, and he imagines wiping off your makeup that would be smudged afterwards. he feels himself grow harder at the thought of you, and it makes him jerk his hips forwards, making isa gag for a second, but she keeps up her pace.

heeseung is disappointed when he looks down to find isa on the floor in front of him instead of you. and he can’t believe what he’s feeling. he would have never thought that he’d rather you want to make him feel good instead of isa. but he does, and now you’re all he can think about which makes him feel guilty.

heeseung’s hands cover his face as he scrunches up in frustration with himself and the situation, “fuck,” he lets out a groan, not believing what he’s about to do.

“are you okay?” isa’s voice sounds strained as she pulls away from his dick, noticing his scrunched eyebrows through his hands.

“yeah, yeah,” heeseung says and he looks down at her with no expression, “let’s just stop.”

“stop?” isa sits back on her knees, which gives heeseung room to bend down to pull back up his boxers and jeans, “did i do something?”

“no!” heeseung shakes his head instantly, and reaches forward to help isa up off the ground, “i just,”

isa takes her hand out of his, “you just what?”

heeseung feels more guilty now from her angry expression, “i just can’t do this- with you. i need to go.”

“what the fuck, heeseung?” isa watches him start to walk backwards to the door, opening it from behind.

“i’m so sorry, fuck i’m sorry isa, i just- i gotta go.” heeseung cringes at his words as he says them, turning into the hallway and walking through the house at a fast pace. he keeps calling himself a fucking idiot as he walks, cursing himself and you for what just happened.

“heeseung, bro!” he hears someone call him but he ignores it and keeps walking, almost to the front door at this point, “hee!” a hand wraps around his arm, forcing him to stop. heeseung almost groans in frustration when he sees jake in front of him, “where the hell are you going in such a rush?”

“what? i’m not rushing, i just- i want to go home.”

“oh,” jake looks confused, “you don’t want to stay for a bit longer, i just got here and we haven’t hung out in a while.” heeseung wonders if the world just hates him at this point.

“no, man, i gotta go home.”

jake looks disappointed at heeseung and it makes him feel bad for leaving his best friend- or who once was his best friend, “well, do you know where anyone is?”

“uh, i saw sunghoon in the living room a while ago, he’s probably still there.” jake nods in response, and heeseung turns to leave.

“hee,” jake calls him again, heeseung looks back at him again, “are you okay?”

“yeah! i’m fine! just wanna go home.” heeseung forces a smile on his face, praying to god jake would believe him.

“okay, man, see ya.” jake nods a goodbye at him, and heeseung smiles softer in response.

heeseung finally leaves the godforsaken party, not looking back the entire walk home, just replaying the night's events over and over in his head. he checks his phone for the first time when he steps into his bedroom, seeing a couple texts from jay and instagram notifications- but nothing from you like he would’ve hoped.

heeseung crawls into his bed, wearing about the hoodie that he had given you to wear a week ago. he tries to smell your perfume or shampoo on it, but only smells the cologne that he hates. his dick is still hard, and it twitches in his sweatpants and it makes him groan. he wishes you were in his bedroom with him, laying in his bed as you’ve done before. he tries to resist his stupid teenage boy urges but gives in by slipping his hand into his sweat pants.

heeseung rubs his thumb over his slit, almost hissing out from how sensitive he is from isa’s mouth earlier. his precum is dripping out and it makes it easier for his hand to start to glide up and down his dick.

he starts to imagine you on your knees for him again, your mouth surrounding his dick and letting him fuck into your mouth. his hips start to fuck into his hand, imagining it was your warm and wet mouth.

heeseung’s teeth are clenched tightly together as he only thinks of you.

he thinks about you moaning his name and asking him to cum for you. the thought of you wanting to make him feel good drives him crazy and makes his hips jerk up faster into his fist. he thinks you’d let him do anything to you- teach you anything because you’re so eager to learn.

the final thought of you wanting to swallow his cum sends him over the edge, and he immediately thinks it's the best orgasm he’s ever given himself- and it’s because of you. his muscles are tense, and his vision goes blank as his eyes close tight.

his chest is heaving out of breath as his hand and thighs are covered in his warm cum- he wishes you were there to lick him clean.

heeseung’s questioned his self-awareness for a while- but now he knows his self-awareness is up to par with the way he’s so conscious of the fact that he has fucked up and he has fucked up bad. he hopes that he’ll wake up in the morning, and you’ll be beside him in bed, sneaking in as quietly just as you had sneaked out.

heeseung’s self-awareness allows him to know what these thoughts mean- that he only wants you, and he has, for a long time.

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