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Title: Sweet Melody

Genre: Idol! Jungkook, Idol! reader, girl group! reader, established relationship! au, infidelity! au, childhood friends to lovers! au, breakup! au, smut, and angst

Summary: Love is the greatest feeling a person can feel but it can also destroy you as fast as you can say I love you. Y/N L/N has been in love with Jeon Jungkook since she was fifteen and they’ve been together ever since. Being in the same industry, she had a better understanding of how busy one can be and never put it against him. It wasn’t until he shockingly broke up with her and the next week he was seen with a mystery girl. Her group decides to write a new song for an award show and Y/N knows exactly what the song will be about or who to be exact.

Warnings: Cheating, fighting, physical violence (slapping and punching), blood, hospital, self doubt, insecurities, flashbacks, fluff, angst, and sex scene

Part of Little Mix’s Mixtape series!

“As the maknae of the group, Y/N, where do you see yourself in the future?”

Y/N was brought back to reality and she gave the interviewer a small smile. She leaned forward looking at her leader, Yujin, for some confidence. The older girl gave her a small smile and a nod making Y/N feel somewhat at ease. She was never good at interviews. She looked back at the interviewer and pushed some hair behind her ear,“I want to see Eden doing our best and being together forever because I love them so much. They raised me.”

He gave her a smile and shook his head, “I’m talking about personal life. How about in ten years?”

Her eyes widened and looked down at her fingers with a shy smile and then looked back up, “I would be thirty-four…I would like to be married and have at least one child. That’s the dream but honestly I can only truly see myself with Eden. Singing is my life and I think it will continue to be with me. Ten and twenty years down the road, singing will always be my future.”

He nodded at this and turned towards another member as Y/N continued to stare at her fingers, tuning out the conversation around her. Ten years…in ten years she hoped Jungkook and her were married and living the life that they always talked about. Living in a house near the beach with a garden in front, a big backyard for Bam and a baby on her hip looking into the waves while Jungkook has his arm around her shoulders, kissing the top of her head. This was the future she always imagined and discussed with him, the perfect ending.

L/N Y/N and Jeon Jungkook have been together for nine years. Ever since they were fifteen, Y/N knew Jungkook was the love of her life. He’s her first and last love. The two met at an audition, Y/N saw him dancing and he heard her singing with the most angelic voice he has ever heard. Even though they were shy, they still found a way to get together. It was like something was pulling them together and who was she to ignore the obvious attraction.

“That’s all the time we have, thank you so much Eden for being here with us. We can’t wait for your next mini album, any hints?”

Katie gave the camera a small smirk, “Mature. That’s all you get!~”

Y/N glanced at her members with a big smile as she waved goodbye at the camera. Being the only introvert in the group had its hardships but she wouldn’t change it, she loved how things were. She bowed at the host and the group walked off into their dressing rooms to gather their things and leave. EDEN is a girl group under Willow Entertainment and they are the current Rookie of the year. The group consist of four girls, Kim Yujin; the leader and oldest, Lee Katie; the main vocalist, Lee Seoyeon; the main dancer and Y/N L/N; the golden maknae. The group had the highest sales for a girl group debut and their first comeback broke more records.

EDEN was different from other girl groups because they were all in their twenties when they debuted. Their concept was mature and it was something no one saw coming. Their debut song Think About Us became a huge hit in Korea but also in the west which surprised everyone because they were rookies. They made it to the top five on the billboards with their single and it caused people to pay attention to them.

Y/N grabbed her purse when she felt Seoyeon’s arm around her shoulders giggling to herself, “Neh, when the interviewer asked about your future was Jungkook in it?”

Y/N’s face turned red and pushed her arm off of her and hid her face with her purse, “Yeah...leave me alone.”

“Awww, Y/N, that's so cute. You guys have been together since forever, that's crazy to think. When are you guys going to get married?”

“Seoyeon! Leave Y/N alone!”

Y/N glanced at Yujin who had her hands on her waist giving Seoyeon a dirty look. Seoyeon let out a sigh and nodded her head, “You never let me do anything...”

Y/N watched Seoyeon go towards her bag while Yujin went up to her with a smile, “You did really good out there, Y/N.”

“Thank you, unnie. I hope Jungkook sees it...”

Yujin sighed and wrapped her arm around her shoulder as the younger girl stared down at the floor, “Did you guys get in another fight?”

“I wouldn’t say fight...he got mad because I asked him how his day was. He said I should know he's busy because a comeback is near for him. I walked away and I haven’t heard from him since.”

“That’s not good...mmm...Do you want to stay with us in the dorm? Maybe separation is good for you guys.”

Y/N looked up at Yujin who was giving a soft smile, she nodded her head, “Yeah that sounds good. I need to go home and get some clothes though.”

“That’s fine, I’ll take you there.”

“Thank you...I’ll make some dinner and leave it out on the table. It’s a quick dinner, is that okay?”

“Whatever you want, Y/N.”

The night before, Jungkook got mad at her. She couldn’t understand the anger towards her when all she wanted to know was if he was okay. Jungkook had the tendency of overworking himself and there’s been a couple of times that Y/N had to help pick him up from the ground because he fainted. She loved him with all her heart and she knew how important singing was to him but his health should be important as well. She slept in the guest room that night as she listened to him singing in the recording studio.

Y/N was cooking dinner that night and it was all of Jungkook’s favorites. She finished the last dish and set it on the table with a proud smile. She felt her phone vibrate in her pocket and took out her phone to see that Jimin messaged her.

“Hey, Jungkook’s coming home. We forced him to go home early because of how tired he was. Take care of him, thank you always.”

She frowned at the message and sighed to herself. She knew something was wrong with him that morning because he didn’t even wash his face or kiss her goodbye. She sat at the table and waited for him because she was scared to see how he’s going to react. She heard the front door close and the silence in the house sent a nervous shiver down her spine. She stayed seated as her heart beat consumed her thoughts.

She glanced up when she saw a mop of black hair and by instinct she jumped up, forgetting the fear she had, “Jungkook! How was your day?”

He let out an irritated laugh and side glanced at her, “I’ve been busy, working unlike you.”

She furrowed her eyebrows at this but shook her head, understanding that he's been stressed lately, “I know you’ve been busy which is why I cooked you this big meal.”

He scoffed at this and tossed his bag on the couch and he stood in the doorway of the kitchen with his arms crossed, “what would you know? You barely have been doing this for a week, don’t act all high and mighty.”

“What? Jungkook, I just want you to unwind.”

“How can I? You act like you understand when you're just a rookie. Good job you got some celebrities from America to notice you, what do you want a gold star? You don’t understand the busy schedule that I have and you never will. You will never be where I am. ”

She stood there staring at him with a blank expression. She shook her head and grabbed her phone from the table. She walked past him and she made sure to hit her shoulder with his and walked into the guest room, locking the door behind her.

She stared outside as the streetlights blinded her when she finally left her thoughts. She turned around to see Yujin singing a random song on the radio, making her smile. All the members left for the dorm while Yujin drove her to her house. All the members gave her confidence but deep down she knew she would always go back to him, no matter what. She knew he never meant to hurt her because he was evil. It was just a stupid fight and he was stressed. Not an excuse but she knew it wasn’t him.

They drove into her parking lot and she stared at the house with a blank expression. She swallowed her spit and looked down at her fingers as she started to pick the skin around her thumb. Yujin saw this and placed her hand on top of hers and gave her a small smile, “Hey, it's going to be okay. I don’t see his car, which means he's not here, that should make you feel better.”

“Jin, texted me that Jungkook was doing better today. That makes me feel better in a way. I’ll be back okay.”

“Okay.”

Y/N got out of the car and headed inside feeling Yujin’s eyes on her back the whole time. She walked in and the smell of Jungkook hit her nose as she stood there with a frown. She quickly shook her head and headed into the kitchen to quickly cook something for him. She made grilled pork and rice, thinking that was enough because honestly, she didn’t have the energy to cook more. She walked into their bedroom and jumped in the doorway when she saw Jungkook sleeping. It looked like he just jumped into bed because he was still in his practice clothes and shoes. She frowned at this because it was clear to her that he was tired but she couldn’t cave into him.

She slowly walked to her dresser to pack some clothes when she heard her name in that soft voice that she loved, “Y/N? What are you doing?”

She stopped in her tracks and slowly turned around to face Jungkook who was rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. She continued to stare at him and shook her head. She turned back around to continue to go through her clothes, ignoring the sounds of the bed indicating he was moving towards her. She felt his hand and warmth on her shoulder but she couldn’t turn her head to look at him.

“What are you doing?”

She sighed to herself and turned her head slightly but she still wasn’t fully looking at him, “I’m staying at the dorms.”

“What? Y/N, babe. Please don’t, the guys talked to me about it and I realized how wrong I was. I didn’t want to text you because I wanted to say it to your face. I’m sorry for yesterday, I should’ve never said what I said because your doing such a good job at this and fuck, I’m sorry for bringing you down like that.”

She dropped her shirt and turned around to face him to see that his face was sincere, “Jungkook...You can’t get stressed and then take it out on me. It’s not fair.”

“Fuck, I know. Y/N, I’m sorry.”

He got up from the bed and rushed to her side and pushed her head to his chest. She took a deep breath and his scent made her heart beat faster. She nuzzled into his chest and wrapped her arms around his waist. They hugged tightly for a couple of minutes and he was the first one to let go to look at her, “Y/N, I’m sorry. Please stay...”

“Okay, let me tell Yujin. She's in the driveway.”

“Okay, I’m sorry, Y/N.”

She gave him a soft smile and a small nod. She got up from the floor and headed towards the door but before she could leave, she turned around to face him. He was giving her a small smile and that soft look that he always gave her. It was for her eyes only. She walked out feeling lighter than she did entering the house.

Yujin rolled down her window with her eyebrow raised when she saw the lack of bags, “What's going on?”

Y/N gave her a sheepish look and rubbed the back of her head as she leaned against her car door, “Jungkook apologized to me and I think we're going to talk about it. He looked very sincere...”

Yujin nodded her head and let out a deep sigh, “Do you think it's the right decision? You guys have been fighting a lot in general...maybe a night away could help you guys.”

“I’m going to stay with him...I mean I snap at him when I’m stressed. This isn’t normal for him, it has been a long year for him.”

“If you think it’s the right thing to do then I’ll support you. I’ll text you when I get to the dorms and please don’t hesitate to text me if something happens, okay?”

Y/N gave her a nervous smile and nodded her head, “Unnie, you don’t need to worry. Everything is going to be okay.”

Yujin nodded her head at her and gave her a thumbs up, “Alright, bye. I’ll see you at practice tomorrow.”

“Okay...bye.”

She stood there waving at the older girl who was giving her a small smile but her eyes told her something else. Her dark blue car was out of her sight and she stood there hugging herself as the cold caressed her arms. Did she make the right decision?

She sighed to herself and turned around to see Jungkook standing by the doorway with a blanket in his hand. He slowly walked up to her and wrapped the pink blanket around her, making her heart flutter. He wrapped his arm around her shoulders as she nuzzled into his chest. He smiled at this and kissed the top of her head, “I’m sorry Y/N. You don’t deserve to be talked to like that even if I was stressed. It doesn’t make it okay.”

“Let's just sleep for now.”

The young couple walked slowly into their home with the tension still lingering but it wasn’t the main focus anymore. They laid in bed with her head on his chest and his arms around her waist, he was going to make it better no matter what.

“Babe, your mom called.”

Y/N looked away from her mirror and stared at Jungkook with wide eyes, “Where’s my phone?”

“In the living room.”

It’s been a week since Jungkook apologized and things were slowly going back to normal. She wouldn’t let him get off that easy because he wouldn’t learn anything. He was sleeping in the guest room by her request because she didn’t feel comfortable sleeping with him in the same bed. This morning was different. Y/N was on edge all morning waiting to hear from her mother because she was finally getting the open heart surgery that she desperately needed. Jungkook tried his best to be supportive but also respect her boundaries.

She rushed to the living room and picked her phone up with a frown. She took a deep breath and dialed the number while Jungkook watched from the kitchen, “Dad?”

“Hey, sweetie...”

“Is everything okay? You didn’t call me yesterday.”

“I know. It's been busy, very busy. Mommy had a complication with the surgery and she's recovering well now.”

Her eyes widened at this and glanced at Jungkook who saw the small tears forming in her eyes, “What was the complication?”

“She bled more than they thought she would but she's recovering nicely now. I’m just waiting for her to wake up.”

“Is George there?”

“Your brother just left to take a shower. He’s been here since yesterday morning.”

She sat on the couch rubbing her forehead trying to stop herself from crying, “I’m sorry I can’t be there.”

“Nonsense, without you, we wouldn’t be able to do this.”

“Daddy, I still feel bad I can’t be there for you and George. I’ll visit later this week.”

“Whenever you have time, sweetie. I love you, bye.”

“I love you, bye.”

Y/N stared at her phone with a blank expression and closed her eyes trying her best to calm herself down. She felt the cushion next to her sunk in but she didn’t bother to open her eyes. Jungkook wrapped his arm around her shoulders and brought her into him. He kissed the top of her head and she nuzzled into his neck.

“Is everything okay?”

“Moms going to be okay…she bled out more than they thought but she’s going to be okay.”

He kissed the top of her head again and rubbed her arm gently, “That’s good isn’t it.”

“It’s good but…I still feel uneasy about everything.”

“I understand that but you have to think positive. Your mom is going to be healthy.”

“I know.”

He removed his arm and rubbed her thigh gently making her look up at him making him smile down, “Can I take you out for dinner?”

“I thought you needed to re-record something…”

“It doesn’t matter, I need to be with you.”

She smiled at this and intertwined her fingers with his, “Okay.”

The two walked to Jungkook’s car as he held her hand tightly, not wanting to let go. He opened her door and helped her get in the car. Before he closed the door, he leaned down and kissed her forehead gently making her smile. The drive to the restaurant was filled with soft classical music and small talk between the two. Even though there was tension between the two, she needed him tonight. She can push aside the fight and pay attention to feeling better.

He opened the door and she glanced at the restaurant and her face flushed when she saw it, “This is where we had our first date…”

“I thought somewhere we knew could give you comfort.”

She smiled at this and nodded her head. They intertwined their fingers and entered the small ramen shop like how they did all those years ago.

It was Y/N’s sixteenth birthday and Jungkook asked her out. This was the first time she was having dinner with someone other than her family for her birthday. She was excited but nervous. She stood in her room and looked at herself in the mirror. She was wearing a simple pink dress with a small bow around her waist. Her mom helped pick at the dress and it made her love it even more.

“Is that boy going to treat you right?”

Y/N let out a small laugh and turned around to look at her older brother, George, “Georgie, we’ve been together for almost a year.”

“Yeah but this is the first date you're going on with him.”

She sighed and shook her head at him, “Georgie, he's been busy with training and this is the first time he got a break.”

“Fine, I’ll accept it because you look really happy right now and that's all I want for you.”

She smiled at him and walked up to him giving him a small hug. He returned the hug and kissed her forehead, “Do you want me to drive you to the restaurant?”

“Can you? Dad said he didn’t want to see Jungkook because he was going to cry.”

“Yeah, that sounds like dad. Alright get into my car.”

She ran to the car while George smiled at her. The drive there was fast and most of the time George was giving her rules for the night. Y/N only nodded her head towards her brother as she listened to the soft music in the background. When the car stopped, she stared outside the window with wide eyes and the nerves turned into excitement. She saw Jungkook standing outside with a bouquet of flowers and he kept messing with his hair. She laughed to herself and opened the door, “I’ll see you later.“

“Remember what-“

She shut the door and walked towards him with a wide grin as he gave her a nervous look. Each step she took, the nerves were slowly making their way to her heart and she started to sweat a bit. When she stood in front of him, she took a deep breath and waved gently at him. He nervously brought the flowers up to her and she happily accepted it, “I know you really like baby's-breath…I wish I could get you a better bouquet.”

She shook her head as she looked at the flowers with a gentle look, “No, I love them, thank you.”

He gave her a wide grin showing off his dimples as he scratched the back of his neck, “My hyungs told me about this place so I thought…I thought it would be good. I know we’ve been dating for a year and I haven’t been able to take you out and I’m sorry about that. I hope you like-“

“Neh, Jungkook. As long as I’m with you, I will love it.”

Jungkook’s face turned red and nodded his head at this, “Yeah…same.”

Jungkook pulled out her chair and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek, making her giggle. He sat across from her and he admired her face as she looked at the menu. She glanced at him with a raised eyebrow, “Is there something wrong?“

“Just you being so beautiful.”

Her cheeks turned red at this as she shook her head at his comment. She pulled the menu upwards, heading her face towards him, “I’m thinking of just a simple ramen…what about you?”

“I’m just going to get the spicy ramen I always get. I guess the real question is, what are you getting for dessert?”

“I kinda want pudding…you know like what we had on our first date.”

He smiled at this and grabbed her hand from across the table and gave her a smile, “Y/N, I’m so happy that your mom is going to be okay. I knew it from the beginning.”

She rubbed his knuckles with her thumb as she glanced down at his tattoos, “You were always there when I got any new updates to make me feel better...Jungkook, I love you.”

His eyes widened at the sudden confession but it quickly changed into a smile. He leaned forward, giving her a quick peck on the lips. She smiled shyly at this and took a sip of her water ignoring his bunny smile. After dinner, Jungkook drove her to the Han river to spend more time with her and to confess something.

He placed a blanket on the ground, an area that was secluded from everyone. She sat down on the red blanket and gave him a small smile, “You planned this didn’t you.”

“Maybe I did.”

He gave her a smirk and sat next to her as she put her head on his shoulder. He placed his hand on top of hers and sighed to himself, making her look up at him, “Is everything okay?”

“Yeah...Y/N, no matter what happens in the future...just know I love you. I love you so much, okay?”

She moved her head away and stared at him with a confused look, “Jungkook, I love you too...is everything okay?”

He gave her a tight smile and nodded his head, “There's a project I’m working on and it's been really stressful trying to complete it. It’s going to require me flying out more to LA...I just don’t want us to fall apart.”

She gave him a sympathetic look and leaned forward giving him a kiss on his cheek, “I understand. We won’t fall apart because we're stronger than other relationships. Nine years going on ten, we can get through anything.”

He nodded his head and took a deep breath at what she said, “Forever and always?”

“Forever.”

“So the title track will be Sweet Melody, we're still figuring out the lyrics. We thought it would be fun to continue the theme of relationships and the breaking point. If you guys have any ideas for lyrics just come to us, okay?”

Yujin bowed her head and other members followed suit, “Thank you Mr. Kim, we’ll figure out some lyrics.”

He gave them one last smile and left them alone in the meeting room. Y/N took a sip of her tea as Katie glanced at her with a jealous look, “Another break up song and Y/N hasn’t even experienced a break up in her life. It’s not fair.”

“Katie-unnie, don’t be jealous of something you can never experience.”

Yujin let out a laugh as Y/N shook her head at this, “Unnie, it's okay. I watch a lot of dramas and read a lot of books, don’t worry. I’m trying my best to get with the concept.”

“Yah! That doesn’t help me.”

Y/N let out a small laugh and felt her phone vibrate in her pocket and pure excitement came to her face. She quickly brought her phone up to see that Jungkook was home. It's been a month and Jungkook has been leaving for LA just like he said but it's honestly more than Y/N expected. It was four days in the week and every time he came home he would either have sex with her or give her something expensive. Last time it was a promise ring that had more diamonds than a promise ring should have. All she wanted was to go out on dates but he didn’t want to leave the house because he was so tired. She understood but it did make her sad.

I’m home, what are you wearing?

She stared at her phone with a frown and she realized what he wanted from her. She sighed and looked at her leader with a smile, “Can I go to the bathroom?”

Yujin raised her eyebrow but nodded her head, “Okay, don’t be too long.”

She gave another smile and walked out without saying another word feeling annoyed but happy she got to spend time with her busy boyfriend. She entered the private bathroom and facetimed him with a fake expression on her face.

“Hey, babe.”

Hearing his voice made her feel butterflies in her stomach and all the annoyance was gone, “Hey, how was your trip?”

“It went well, you know. I think I’m almost done with everything. So, no more going to LA.”

Y/N smiled at this and set the phone on the sink and sat on the toilet, “Really? Are you ever going to tell me what this project is?”

“One day but...what are you wearing?”

She frowned at this and shook her head, “We were having a conversation, Jungkook.”

“I just want to know what you're wearing. Is that a crime?”

“It’s not but I just want to spend time with you...you know, have conversations and go out instead of being inside all day and night.”

He sighed on the other side and ran his fingers through his hair, “I know baby but I just want to stay home until this project is done. Okay?”

She nodded her head at this and looked at the wall with a frown, “Fine.”

“Now can I see what you're wearing?”

She shook her head and stood up to show her whole outfit. It was just some shorts and a white t-shirt, nothing special but Jungkook thought otherwise, “You look really good baby.”

Her cheeks turned a light shade of red as she sat back down on the toilet and rolled her eyes, “It's a simple outfit, nothing special.”

“I think everything you wear is special, Y/N. You're the most beautiful girl I have ever met.”

She smiled at this and looked down at her lap for a quick second before looking back at him. He was biting his lip looking at her and she felt shivers down her back. She knew that look, “I have a meeting with the girls…”

“How long are you going to be?”

“Maybe an hour…sorry we’re talking about lyrics.”

“Are you coming home afterwards or going to the dorms?”

She saw the pleading look and heart beat faster, “I’ll be coming home.”

“Okay, I love you. I’ll see you soon.”

“I love you more, bye.”

She watched her screen turn back to her home screen and she sighed to herself. All she wanted was to spend time with him, not have sex with him. It was a weird thing to complain about especially how everyone wanted him. She just wanted to have dinner and cuddle but that can wait, she’s very patient. Especially with Jungkook.

She left the bathroom and went back into the meeting room to see Yujin looking at her with a concerned look, “Y/N, Namjoon texted me and said he wants to talk to you. Is everything okay with you and Jungkook?”

She gave her a confused look and raised her eyebrow, “Everything is fine, why would Joon need to talk to me? That’s weird.”

“I’m sure it’s for nothing, hurry and get it done so we can go back to this meeting. Okay?”

“Okay, unnie.”

Y/N walked out to the patio area and called Namjoon like she was told to do, “Hey, Joon. What’s up?”

“Hey I was just wondering if you're free next week? The guys want to have lunch with you.”

“Oh let me tell Jung-“

“Without Jungkook.”

She stood there in silence. She was stunned at the seriousness in his voice but nodded her head, “Okay, I’ll come alone. Is everything okay?”

“We just want to talk to you about something. Is that okay?”

“Yeah of course. We can have it this weekend, Jungkook will be flying to LA again. The house will be to myself.”

“He’s flying this weekend? Okay…hey Y/N can I ask you something?”

She looked at her feet with an anxious look and let out a small sigh, “Yeah, anything.”

“Has Jungkook been acting weird for a while?”

“Umm, not really. I mean he’s been flying out more and has been talking to me less because he’s busy. Other than that, no, why?”

“It’s just…we found something out yesterday and we want to tell you something. It’s about Jungkook’s project.”

“Oh…okay. Should I be worried?”

He signed on the line and she heard some shuffling but couldn’t tell what it was, “No…we love you and we’re here if you need us, okay?”

“Okay. I have a meeting. Bye, love you.”

“Love you too.”

She looked around the small garden with a confused look. What did the guys have to tell her? It’s probably just a song or an album. Maybe it was Jungkook’s solo album, she’s been waiting for that for awhile. She walked back into the office and shrugged her shoulders at the girls, “He just wanted to have lunch.”

Katie nodded her head and glanced at Yujin with a worried look, “He’s the leader, should we be worried that he wants to talk to you?”

She shook her head and sat in a chair across from Seoyeon, who handed her a piece of paper and pen, “No it’s with all the guys. I haven’t seen them in awhile, I miss them.”

“Oh, that’s nice.”

“Yeah, he said Jungkook couldn’t come through. That was weird.”

Seoyeon and Katie looked at each other and then glanced back at Y/N, “Is that a bad thing?”

“Ummm…not sure. The last time it happened they told me they were taking a break.”

“Okay, let’s get back to the lyrics so we can all go home early or somewhat early. Okay!”

“Okay!”

An hour long of discussion of lyrics, Y/N was finally heading home. She took her hair out of her ponytail and let her hair rest against her shoulders. She leaned against her seat and let out a deep sigh before starting her car. She's excited to see Jungkook after not seeing or touching him in almost a week now. She missed him so much that she didn’t care how they spent time at this point. She was upset but it quickly dissolved as time passed in the meeting, she just wanted to be near him at this point.

The drive was fast with Bts playing in her car. Singing at her boyfriend's parts made her feel shy because she imagined him singing them with all of his passion. She parked her car next to his and quickly made her way to the front door. She opened the door and her mouth dropped at the sight before her. There were rose petals all over the ground and candles making their way to their bedroom. She covered her mouth as a gasp left her mouth and when she did she heard something fall from the kitchen, “Y/N! I’m not done making dinner!”

Jungkook ran out into the living room rubbing the back of his neck in a nervous manner. She glanced at him and saw that he was wearing her apron, making her smile, “You were making dinner?”

“I wanted to make you dinner because I know how stressed you were. I know I haven’t had the energy to go out and I’m sorry about that. I thought making dinner could say sorry...I’m trying my best to finish this project-”

She walked towards him not letting him finish his sentence as she leaned forward giving him a quick peck. She leaned away and smiled at him, “Thank you...but I’m not feeling hungry for food.”

He raised his eyebrow and gave a smirk, “Oh, you're hungry for something else? Interesting.”

He took off the apron and tossed it towards the couch. He picked her up, making her let out a yelp at the sudden action. She wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned forward giving him a kiss on the cheek. He smiled down at her but focused on walking to the room. He gently put her on the bed and looked down at her with a smile, “You know, I love you so much.”

“And I love you, Jungkoo. I missed you.”

“I missed you so much but the project is going to be over soon and I’ll be able to be with you.”

She smiled at this and leaned up giving him a deep kiss. He returned the kiss with more passion, making her moan in the kiss. When he pulled away, he pushed some hair behind her hair giving her a shy smile, “Fuck, you’re the greatest thing that has ever happened to me.”

At some point, his other hand started to stroke her upper arm gently before slipping off her sweater. He looked down at her and his eyes widened, “You were braless ?”

“I-I was wearing a thick sweater. I thought it was fine.”

“No, no, its fine but fuck it caught me off guard.”

His finger gently squeezed her nipple making her back arched a bit and a loud moan left her lips, “Kook, please.”

“Please what?”

“I just want to feel you, I missed you so much.”

He smiled at this and leaned down and kissed the tip of her nose, “Okay, do you want it fast and rough or slow and gentle?”

“I...Ireallywantitrough.”

“Babe, you need to say it slowly.”

She sighed and looked away from his smirking face, “I want it rough.”

He nodded his head and quickly unbuttoned her shorts and ripped them off with her underwear. He looked up at her to see her giving him a nod and he knew what she wanted, “K-Kook, please, Ah!”

She gasped as she lifted her head and looked down between her legs to see Jungkook licking her at a fast pace, something she wasn’t mentally prepared for, “So wet baby. Haven’t even done anything to you yet.” He took his mouth away and slipped his middle finger inside of her making her moan loudly, “You want me to make you come or should I wait?”

“Kook, please.”

He stopped moving his finger and looked at her with a raised eyebrow, “Please what.” She let out an irritated sigh and tried to move her hip down to create movement but Jungkook gripped her waist to stop her moving, “I need to hear it, Y/N.”

She shook her head out of impatience and felt sweat going down her breast. She tried moving her hip again but he held her tighter and she sighed, “Kook, I need it.”

“Need what?”

“F-Fuck, Kook please make me come.”

As soon as he heard those words, he set his mouth back on to her clit, this time he was rougher with his licks and sucks, “Kook~!” She moaned and she let her head fall back on to the bed as she felt her orgasm coming fast, faster than usual. She felt her body shaking from him but when she felt his teeth grazing her clit, she let everything out. Her back arched off of the bed and a loud moan left her throat. He let out a chuckle against her when he felt her hands gripping his hair to pull him away when it felt too much.

“That was the faster you come, mmm, baby have you been needy all day?”

She took a deep breath and nodded her head, “I-I guess was. I-I didn’t think I was.”

“You think you can take more, baby?”

She glanced down at his jeans and noticed the bulge that only made her hornier, “Yes.”

In record speed, Jungkook took off his jeans and boxers, giving her a smile, “You know what to do baby.”

She nodded her head and lifted herself up, turning over so that her chest was pressed against the bed and her face was pushed down into the pillow. They did this position so much because Y/N didn’t know how to be quiet, she wanted Jungkook to know how much she loved him. Jungkook wanted to try out a new thing in the bedroom one time and wanted to see if Y/N could keep quiet or at least not screaming her lungs out like how she usually did.

He gazed down at her and he felt himself get harder (if that was possible) at how wet she was. He shuffled forward and gently touched her back, “Baby, I’m going to enter, okay.”

She tapped the bed twice letting him know she heard him. He nodded his head to himself and took a deep breathe, grabbing the base of his cock before slowly entering her, “F-Fuck Y/N.”

“Kook~.”

She felt drool go down her chin as she continued to bite down the pillowcase as hard as she could. He looked down and saw this, “Fuck, Y/N, you’re so hot and you don’t even try.”

She let out a whimper and let go of the pillowcase to look over her shoulder. Both of his hands on her waist, his tattoos on full display with sweat dripping down, his bottom lip caught in between his teeth with his lip piercing shining with the candle light around them and his sweaty hair pushed back showing off his forehead with his eyes closed. He felt her stare and opened them, giving her a soft smile, “Hi baby.”

She let out a small giggle and she lifted herself up the best she could, putting her back against his chest., “Hi baby.”

He kissed her cheek and then moved down to her neck leaving open mouth kisses, making her moan loudly. The way she was sitting up, it gave him a new angle and she felt him deeper inside her. Something she loved feeling. He moved back to kiss her cheek and pushed some hair behind her hair, “You doing okay baby?”

“I-I’m doing-doing great.”

“Okay, get them wet for me, okay baby?”

She looked down to see Jungkook moving his pointer and middle finger up to her lips. She nodded her head at his command and did what she was told. She opened her mouth allowing him to slip them inside as she began to suck on them. After a few seconds, he pulled them out and trailed down her body slowly making goosebumps appear. His finger settled on her clit and her body immediately jumped at the pressure and he kissed her neck, “You're doing so good, baby. So good.”

“Kook~! I want to come again, ple-please.”

“I love it when you say please to me, my baby is always so innocent but she knows how to be slut.”

“Y-your slut.”

“Forever and always.”

With how deep he was thrusting and her first orgasm, she knew she was going to come but this one felt different. She felt like it was going to be more than usual, “K-Kook, I think I-I’m going to come.”

“It's okay baby, you can come. I can feel you clenching around me.”

“P-pull out. It feels weird, I don’t know. I-It feels like a lot is going to come out...”

Jungkook kissed her cheek and knew what was going to happen, “Just let it happen baby, trust me. Just relax.”

She nodded her head and he kissed her cheek. He continued to thrust into her as she harshly bit her lip. She moaned loudly when she felt wetness begin to pour out of her, while Jungkook groaned at the feeling, “Kook!!~~”

“Fuck Y/N, didn’t know you can squirt.”

She squealed when she felt more leaking out as he continued to thrust into her, “O-Oh my god.”

“Fuck, Y/N, I love you so much.”

Jungkook kissed her neck as his cum flooded into her and he held her close to his body as she let deep breathes. He didn't want her to fall over and felt her whole body shaking still, “Baby you're okay?”

“B-bed.”

He nodded his head and pulled out of her making her moan and more liquid came out. He gently put her on the bed as he put her hair in a ponytail, “Do you need water?”

“N-No, I need you.”

He nodded his head and carefully pulled the blankets over them as he cuddled her, “Baby, you need to go to the bathroom.”

“I-I can’t Kook.”

“Do you want me to carry you?”

“That-that’s embarrassing.”

Jungkook scoffed and rolled his eyes, “Y/N, you threw up on me when we were thirteen and you saw me shit myself, this is fine.”

“Fine.”

He carefully picked her up and moved to the bathroom slowly, “Are you okay?”

“I feel better, just tired.”

He nodded his head and gently set her on the toilet as she looked up at him with a loving smile, “I love you so much, Jeon Jungkook.”

He gulped at this and looked down at the tile floor before looking at her, “I love you, L/N Y/N...forever and always.”

The next morning, she woke up to see Jungkook had already left. She raised her eyebrow at this and walked downstairs in his shirt to see him sitting on the couch with a serious look on his face. She looked at him with a confused look and whispered out to him, “Jungkook is everything okay?”

He sighed and turned towards her and her eyes widened. He was crying but she wasn’t sure why. She moved quickly to his side and grabbed his hands, “Kook, are you okay! Oh my god, your crying-“

“We need to break up.”

Her face dropped and she stared at him with pure shock, “Wh-what? Jungkook stop pla-”

“I’m not playing. We need to break up, it’s…it’s too much for me right now and I don’t want to bring you down.”

She stood up but she didn’t move as she stared at him with shock still, “What the fuck are you talking about? You could never bring me down, Jungkook, stop this now.” He stood up and he tried to grab her hand but she turned away from him, “You can’t be serious, Jungkook… I don’t believe you.”

He sighed and looked away from her, “It will be better this way and I think you know this.”

“Don’t tell me what I know. What the hell is the cause of this?”

“I don’t have time for you.”

She let out a forced laugh and shook her head as a single tear fell down her face, “I’ve been patient with you, for ten years. Jungkook I waited for you everyday and night. Why now? Wh-what did I do?”

“You did nothing. It was all me, Y/N.”

She nodded her head and looked down at the tile floor. She watched a tear hit the floor as she sniffled, “You're just going to end it like this. I—I have no words.”

“Y/N-“

She shook her head as she covered her mouth as she let out a sob. She ripped the shirt she had on off of her body as she ran upstairs. She slammed the door and locked it when she heard footsteps behind her. A pound in the door caused her to fall on the floor. Her knees to her chest, “Y/N, I-“

“LEAVE ME ALONE!”

She wiped her face harshly and looked at the bedroom with a blank stare. She saw all the pictures of them smiling on the wall and she glared at this. She stood up as she heard Jungkook yelling her name on the other side of the door but she didn’t care. She picked up the picture frame and looked at it, “Ten years…ten fucking years, AHHH!”

She threw the frame down and watched the broken glass go all over the carpet. She let out another scream as she grabbed another frame, throwing it down but twice as hard, “I gave you everything. TEN YEARS AND YOU JUST ENDED IT LIKE THAT. WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU!”

She grabbed another picture and she tossed it at the wall and she looked at the glass. She fell onto the floor and she started crying, “Did you even love me?” She let out a deep sob as she brought her hands to her face as sobbed into them. Not caring that Jungkook is pleading to come in.

“It’s too much for you? I waited months when you were on tour because I loved you…I watched all your fans thirst for you and never once did I complain. I…what happened? You can’t even tell me that…what makes it worse is I am still in love with you.”

Another pound happened and she turned her head towards the door with tears running down her face, “Y/N…I love you…that’s why I’m doing this.”

She shook her head and looked down to see the glass somehow cut her feet and legs. She saw blood drip down but she didn’t move to clean it up. She closed her eyes and looked up at the ceiling, “I should be the one that said this was too much but I never did because I never gave up. Ten years….I..you're the worst person, Jungkook.”

“Y/N, no matter what I will always come back to you.”

She scoffed at this and shook her head against the bed, “Do-Don’t say that…don’t give me hope. My first love just broke me…what a joke.”

She got up from the floor and walked into the bathroom. She turned on the shower, not bothering to check the temperature and went in. She sat on the floor as she watched her blood and tears mixed with the water. She looked up at the ceiling as she started to sob again. Jungkook was her first love and she thought her last but now she’s here crying in the shower. She pushed her knees to her chest as she continued to cry, at least the water could comfort her.

“Hey, you guys come in early. I made most of your favorites but I stopped.”

She laughed as she opened the door wide for the members to come in. Seokjin entered first and gave her a tight hug as she returned it, “Oppa, you saw me last night. You're acting like you haven’t seen me in years..”

“I can’t hug my favorite person.”

She gave him a gentle smile as she hugged the rest of the members but for some reason these hugs felt different. Each of them hugged tightly, even Yoongi. Something was wrong but she didn’t know what. She shook off the feeling and entered the dinner room with the rest of them.

It’s been two days since Jungkook broke up with her and the first person she thought of calling was Namjoon. She cried to him and she even threw up from crying so much but he was there. He let her stay at one of his apartments that he had and of course, he didn’t tell Jungkook where she was. The rest of the guys have been supportive and they would stop by to check on her. Sometimes every hour to make sure she was okay.

She sat next to Jimin and Hoseok as she gave them all a small smile, “Sorry I didn’t respond in the group chat this morning. I had a phone call meeting with Yujin about the lyrics for our new song, sorry.”

Taehyung shook his head and took a sip of his water, “No, no it’s okay. We understand Y/N. We’re so proud of you, writing lyrics isn’t easy.”

Her face turned red and Jimin placed his hand over hers giving her a smile, “We’re proud of anything you do, no matter what.”

The rest of the guys nodded their heads and she clapped her hands out of excitement, “You guys are going to make me cry. Let’s eat.”

She made everyone’s plates and she looked so happy, as did everyone except for Yoongi. She tilted her head at him as she sat back in her seat with food, “Neh, Yoongi, is everything okay? You look out of it.”

He sighed and dropped his fork on the plate. He ran his fingers through his hair as he looked back at her with a gentle look, “I can’t wait any longer, Y/N. Jungkook cheated on you and got the girl pregnant. That’s why he’s been going to LA, that was his project.”

Her mouth dropped at this and she stared at him with pure shock, “Wh-what?”

“Yay, hyung we promised after dinner we would say something.”

Yoongi turned towards Taehyung and shook his head, “I couldn’t pretend when I’m so pissed at Jungkook for hurting basically my sister.”

“When did you guys find out?”

They all turned towards her to see small tears forming and this broke her heart. They didn’t want to see her cry anymore but she needed the truth, “We found out on Thursday.”

She turned towards Namjoon and her eyes widened, “Is that why you called me?“

He nodded his head and looked down at the table before glancing back at her, “Yes…we think he picked up on us knowing and that’s why he broke up with you.”

She continued to stare at him when she felt more tears coming down her face. She got up from the chair to get some air but she didn’t make it far because she fell to the ground. Her eyes slowly closed and the only thing she heard was muffled panicked voices.

“Jungkook, you can’t just say things like that.”

She rolled her eyes as she sat on the swing next to Jungkook. They just finished their date and he suggested going to the park to end the night. He looked at her and smiled, “What I’m being serious, Y/N. I want to have three kids with you.

“Jungkook, we’ve been together for four years, shouldn’t you ask me to marry you first?”

“I thought that was obvious. I want to marry you and have kids, you're the only person for me, Y/N.”

She smiled at this and leaned towards him giving him a quick peck on the cheek making his eyes widen. He looked back at her with a smile, “Can we go somewhere?”

She tilted her head and nodded her head, “Is it far from here? You have to go back to the dorms soon.”

“It's near and I think you will like it.”

He got up and grabbed her hand gently, making her heart flutter. The two walked away from the park and the street lights shined against their skins. Y/N was too busy looking at Jungkook to realize where they were and when he stopped she almost walked into his back. She turned her head to see a church. She raised her eyebrow and looked at him, “Why are we in front of a church, kook?”

He looked down at her with a shy look, “This is the church I want to marry you in one day.”

Her face turned red and looked back at the church, “Jungkook, this is beautiful.”

“I saw it last month and I keep picturing us getting married here. You with your wedding dress and hair all done pretty, it's been on my mind. When I make it big, we’ll have the biggest wedding and it will be everything you ever wanted.”

He leaned down and kissed her forehead as she hugged his waist. She nuzzled her head into his chest as he returned the hug, “I love you Jungkook.”

“I love you Y/N.”

She opened her eyes to see the white ceiling on top of her and beeping noises filled her ears. She let out a small moan and turned her head to see Jin sleeping in a chair and Yoongi on the couch. She slowly got up and looked down to see she was hooked up to an IV, Why am I in the hospital?

“Y/N? Do you want me to get a nurse for you?”

She turned her head towards the door to see Jimin rushing to her side with a sandwich in his hand, “Jim-Jimin, why am I in the hospital?”

He pushed a chair towards her bed and grabbed her hand gently, “You fainted and you wouldn’t wake up. Namjoon rushed you to the private hospital we use because you wouldn’t move. The doctor said you haven’t eaten in two days.”

“I-I honestly don’t remember...How long have I been out?”

“It's been almost two days.”

Her eyes widened at this and looked around the room with a worried look, “Two days? Does Yujin know?”

“Jin told her...he told her everything.”

“Oh no, how did she react?”

Jimin shivered at the memory of her yelling and shook his head, “Not good but we asked her not to text Jungkook because he doesn’t know we know.”

She slowly nodded her head and looked down at the white blanket with a blank expression, “Did he really cheat on me?”

“Yeah...we asked our manager to sneak on the plane to see what he was doing. She looks like she's around six months...”

She nodded her head again as she felt her eyes start to get wet again. She looked up at the ceiling with her eyes closed, taking a deep breath, “ I can’t believe it...He's lied to me. Wait, six months, that’s when...that's when you guys had a concert in LA.”

He nodded his head and looked down, “I knew he was doing something but I just assumed he wanted to go out to the club to get a drink. We were all so tired and we didn’t come with him...that's when we think he cheated on you.”

“The day after the concert, we Facetimed and he told me he loved me so much...I think that was the guilt that was talking. I...I didn’t think he would do this to me.”

“We didn’t think so either...especially getting a girl pregnant.”

“Y/N?”

She turned her head to see Yoongi rubbing his eyes and when he confirmed with his own eyes that she was up, he got up. He rushed to her side and sat on the hospital bed grabbing her hand, “Are you okay?”

“I-I’m okay...I’m still wrapping my head around this...”

When she looked at Yoongi and she saw his concerned look, she couldn’t hold her tears anymore. A rush of tears fell down her face as a loud sob left her mouth. Yoongi moved forward and pulled her into his chest rubbing her back, “Shhh, Y/N, It’s okay. It’s going to be okay.”

“Ho-how could he do this to me? I did everything for him. I loved him with all my heart and soul, what did I-I do wrong?”

Jimin grabbed her hand and shook his head, “Y/N, you did nothing wrong. This was all Jungkook, this isn’t your fault. Never think of that.”

“How could he do this? What are you guys going to do?”

Yoongi kissed the top of her head when he felt her sobs die down a bit, “We're going to give him hell. He's going to have to come to the public about this relationship because the girl is pregnant.”

She bit her lip and nodded her head, “He's going to marry her, isn’t he. The company is going to force him to get married.”

“Yeah...They’re probably going to do that. I’m so sorry, Y/N.”

She nuzzled further into Yoongi’s chest as Jimin’s grip on her hand tightened, “I have to see it to believe it...I-I don’t know what to do...I want to make him suffer but I...”

“Take your time, love.”

“What am I going to do...I just never thought this would happen.”

“We’ll figure it out.”

The next week, Y/N was out of the hospital and like everything Yoongi said, it came true. On multiple websites there were pictures of him and this mystery girl with her pregnant belly being the main focus. Y/N, didn’t even remember what she looked like because as soon as she read the words “Jeon Jungkook set to get married” she tossed her phone.

The rest of the guys gave Jungkook a hard time, Jimin even punched him for hurting Y/N. Namjoon and Jin had to pull him off while Yoongi threw another punch at him. Jungkook admitted that it was a drunken one night stand and it wasn’t supposed to be like this. He even had the nerve to tell them that he still loved Y/N and wanted to be with her which resulted with Yoongi punching him again. Namjoon banned Jungkook from bringing the girl over to the dorms because she wanted money from the group to be silent about Jungkook’s and Y/N’s relationship to the public. Namjoon threatened the girl if she tried anything to hurt Y/N then he would make her life harder.

Y/N was staying at her dorm and the girls all came together to take care of her. Katie and Seoyeon were shocked to see the news but when Yujin saw how far along the girl was she left the dorm. Yujin arrived at Bts’s dorm as fast as she could and went to see Jungkook herself. She slapped him as hard as she could while Yoongi held his girlfriend back from the mankne. After that night, Yujin cut off all communication from Jungkook because Y/N was too scared to do it herself.

Now, Y/N sat in the meeting with the rest of the girls discussing their new title track. Mr. Kim looked at all the girls with a wide smile that made Y/N feel a little bit better, “We have some ideas for the lyrics but we wanted to ask you guys if you had any lyrics.”

Y/N nodded her head and took out her notebook with a smile, “I do...”

The rest of the girls turned towards her with a surprised look but Mr. Kim didn’t see it because he was focused on the notebook. He gently took the notebook from her hand and read the lyrics quietly to himself, “Wow, you basically wrote the whole song Y/N. Do you want to explain them to the rest of us?”

She nodded her head and looked at the table with a blank expression before looking at the people in the room, “The song is about how the person’s lover used to write love songs to her and how even though the love songs were nice, when she got wrong the song had to end. A break up song...”

The members nodded their heads at this and looked at Mr. Kim who gave her a proud smile, “These lyrics are good Y/N. Proud of you, proud of all you. I think we have our next song done!”

Before Mr. Kim stood up, Yujin raised her hand causing him to tilt his head at her, “Mr. Kim, the award show is next Wednesday and we're performing...shouldn’t we perform our new song?”

Mr. Kim nodded his head at this and looked down at his watch, “It’s monday...that would mean you had to be working this whole week. Is that okay with you guys? I don’t want to pressure you guys.”

Seoyeon shook her head and looked at Y/N with a smirk, “No, I think we need this. I think it would make everyone look at us.”

Mr. Kim nodded his head at this and looked at the girls with a proud face, “Alright, let's have a meeting with the producers to figure out who sings what. This is exciting. I’ll meet you guys in the studio.”

Mr. Kim left the room and Katie turned towards Y/N with a surprised look, “When did you write that?”

“I wrote it yesterday...”

Seoyeon’s eyes widened at this and grabbed her hand from under the table, “Did it make you feel better?”

Y/N sighed and nodded her head, “It did but it still hurts...writing it made me realize that Jungkook played me. He told me he loved me forever and always when he had another girl pregnant. I-I just can’t believe that he thought this was okay to do.”

Seoyeon nodded her head and leaned forward kissing her forehead, “I’m sorry but we’ll never leave your side. Okay?”

She nodded her head and quickly wiped her eyes when she felt tears, “I-I’m sorry.”

The girls didn’t say anything and wrapped their arms around the younger girl as she started to cry. She covered her mouth as she cried into Seoyeon’s chest. They were going to get through this no matter what happens.

Y/N entered Jin’s apartment after he texted her that he cooked all her favorite foods, making her smile. She slipped into the pink slippers he bought her last christmas. She slowly made her way into his kitchen to see him at the stove. It's been almost two weeks since Jungkook broke up with her and honestly she's been better but that was thanks to her group and the guys. She has been mostly with Jin and the two have gotten closer if that was possible. Jin would cook her dinner when she came over and she would cook for him when he visited her. The two would joke around or he would help her with singing, his advice meant a lot to her; it always has.

“Jinnie? Do you need help?”

Jin looked over his shoulder and gave her a smile and shook his head, “I’m almost done. All I have to do is put these on the plate. You can have some wine if you want too, it's in the fridge.”

She nodded her head and grabbed two wine glasses from his cabinet. She set them on the counter as she glanced at his back and for some reason she felt her heart flutter at the sight. She shook her head and went to the fridge taking out the white wine he bought for tonight. She smiled when she saw that he already opened it for her. She poured it into the glasses and she turned around to see Jin smiling at her with a plate of food. For some reason, the lighting in the kitchen made him look more handsome, something she didn’t really think until recently.

“I got your second favorite wine, is that okay?”

“She nodded her head and looked away from his stare, “Jinie, I would drink anything you bought me because you bought it for me.”

He nodded his head and looked at his diner room, “We should go before the food gets cold.”

“Yeah, thank you for cooking. I appreciate it.”

He nodded his head as the two walked into his diner room. He placed the food on the table as she did the same with the wine. He pulled out her chair for her and she said her small thanks to him as she sat down. He sat next to her and started putting food on her plate making her feel shy for some reason. She started to do the same for him, making him smile at her, “How's everything coming along? Did you get the dance down?”

She nodded her head as she swallowed the rice, “We got the dance down and the song is done. We're just practicing now. I’m really nervous but excited to do this performance.”

“I’m so happy to hear that. I’m really proud of you Y/N. You used to have stage fright but now look at you. I’m proud of you.”

Her heart started to beat louder and she looked at him with a shy smile, “Thank you, oppa...it means a lot to me.”

“I know I can’t show it in the audience but just know I’m cheering for you always.”

“Jin...”

She stared at him with wide eyes as he just gave her a smile. He leaned forward and kissed her forehead, “I’m always supporting you, Y/N. No matter what.”

Somehow her heart beated louder if that was possible when he did this. He's done this before but this time it felt different to her. He leaned away and she looked up to see him looking at her with an expression she has never seen before. Before she said anything he quickly moved away and took a sip of his wine with a red face. She looked down at the plate of food with a smile that she missed having. She wondered what the future held between them if they let anything happen.

Backstage was crazy, she watched everyone moving as fast as they could and Y/N stood next to Yujin. EDEN was performing first because of how new they were and this made Y/N nervous now. She was dressed in her red carpet outfit while the others finished first. She looked at the monitors to see the camera’s zooming onto Bts and seriously her heart didn’t hurt when she saw Jungkook. It was obvious to her that the guys wanted nothing to do with him because of the distance but they played it off good. She saw Jungkook twitching a lot which meant he was nervous. She rolled her eyes at this and looked to the side when her stylist came to her, “Are you ready?”

She nodded her head and was whisked away to the dressing rooms. Outside in the audience, Jin was staring at the screen and he had to fight his smile from appearing when he saw Y/N appear on the screen. Namjoon saw this and nudged him gently. He leaned forward and covered his mouth from the cameras, “You’ve been getting closer to Y/N recently. Anything going on?”

He rolled his eyes and leaned forward covering his mouth, “No, maybe in the future, I don’t know, okay.”

Y/N stared at herself in the mirror with a smile, she was wearing a black tank top that had a silver chain going down the middle, mesh cargo pants that had buckles on them and black combat boots. Her hair was in a simple ponytail and she smiled at her appearance. Yujin wrapped her arm around her shoulders and she looked up at her with a smile, “Are you ready?”

“Yeah, I am. Unnie, I am ready for this.”

“That’s my girl, EDEN let's huddle!”

All the girls showed up giving each other excited smiles. They put their hands in the middle and looked at Yujin, “Today, we’ll show that cheaters truly lose in the end. LET’S GO EDEN!”

“LET’S GO EDEN!”

The girls walked their places and Y/N glanced into the audience and was glad the lights above her were out. Her eyes landed on Jin who met her eyes, he gave her a small nod and she smiled at this looking away. She took a deep breath and the song started.

“Doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo, Doo-roo-doo-doo, doo-roo-doo-roo, Doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo

Doo-roo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo.”

Y/N took another deep breath and turned towards the crowded glancing at Jungkook who was watching her carefully, “In a whole other life, there was this boy that I knew. He made me feel like a woman, we were young and silly fools. Anyway, he was in a band, wrote love songs about me. I wasn't crazy 'bout the words, but the melodies were sweet, Went something like...”

She never took her eyes off of him and she was hoping no one would catch on to the glare she had on her face. Jungkook shifted in his seat uncomfortably but he knew his hyungs weren't going to comfort him, he deserved this.

“Every time we go dancing, I see his straying eyes. Gave him too many chances, push my gears too many times And when he start acting dumb, then I'll be on my way to leave

But I stopped in the tracks, when I heard this melody And it went like...”

“Doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo, Doo-roo-doo-doo, doo-roo-doo-roo, Doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-dooDoo-roo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo.”

Y/N moved to the center and stared directly at Jungkook and gave him a quick smirk and shook her head towards him, “He used to sing me sweet melodies. He played me, made me believe it was real love, Sing me sweet melodies But the day he did me wrong. The song couldn't go on and on. He used to sing me sweet melodies, He played me, made me believe it was real love. Sing me sweet melodies But the day he did me wrong. The song couldn't go on and on and on.”

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usedpidemo · 2 years

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The night belongs to you (fromis_9 Seoyeon)

Lee Seoyeon never felt more out of place with her members until tonight.

While the others danced, partied, and drank the night away, she sat in the bar by herself for most of the evening. It was unusual and out of character for her. In the middle of all the good vibes around her, she was the only sour spot of a lively celebration. No one cared. That’s what she wanted anyway.

One, then two. Counting is a mere afterthought after that. The drinks flow down her system — something to cope with her underlying bitterness — until she realizes she’s taken more than she can handle. She hopes that tipsiness can kick her out of her irritated state, at least temporarily. Instead, it does the exact opposite. Gasps of agony involuntarily escape her breath. A sharp drilling pain pierces her temple. She tries to shake her head violently but to no avail.

On top of the physical pain, now she has to bear the regret of indulging in too much alcohol. This wasn’t it.

Jiheon takes a seat beside her. Concern can be seen on her features. “Unnie, what’s wrong? You’ve been acting strange all night long.”

“Nope. I’m okay. Don’t worry about me.”

Clearly there’s something up with Seoyeon and she couldn’t bear to leave her alone like that.

“Are you sure, unnie? Tell me what’s up.”

Seoyeon’s eyes are fixated elsewhere. She takes the hint and follows her gaze. On the dance floor are the other members enjoying themselves. More importantly, you’re also part of the fun, too. When the party started, you’ve mostly left her behind and mingled with her friends. Save for the occasional ‘You’re good?’ question, she’s been a forgotten thought since.

Not the best thing to do when she’s your girlfriend, actually.

Seoyeon watches you dance. Intently. Every second of you bumping ass with her members pisses her off. Her hands unconsciously clench into fists. She shouldn’t be upset — but she can’t help but feel livid. They know you’re hers and respectfully distance themselves whenever they can. Still, the sight of you throwing yourself around her friends provokes her anger to its breaking point. Combined with her drunkenness, she’s just done.

One way or another, this party needs to end.

Before Jiheon can get another word out, she tilts her head left. Except Seoyeon isn’t there anymore. She looks out to the dance floor and sees her briskly walk toward you, unaware of her feelings or intentions.

When you open your eyes, she’s right in front of you. Her arms are crossed and she has a disgruntled, unsatisfied look on her face.

“Hey, Yeonnie!” Disregard her feelings and act like everything’s all hunky-dory. Your body continues to groove to the beat of their song blasting through the speakers. “I was looking everywhere for you. Wanna be my dance partner?”

She answers with silence and sharp glares. You don’t understand.

“Did you see Hayoung earlier? She did a front flip back flip!”

The more nonsense spews out your mouth the more upset she grows. But you don’t really know that. In fact, fun is the only thing you care about at the moment.

You feel a tight grip on your right hand. Then she walks away still holding you — crushing you in reality. The harsh grab causes you to wince in pain and let out a mild shriek. When you realize where she’s taking you, you gesture to her friends. Whether this is a “be right back” or a “goodbye,” you have no idea.

She stops just outside the hotel club entrance, refusing to release you. Afterward, she turns to stare at you. You’re unsure as to what’s going on. You want to call her attitude out, but doing so would open a new world of pain upon you.

“Um, Yeonnie, what’s up with you, babe?” You ask her with a soft, gentle tone. “Is everything alright—”

Wham!

You’re met with a surprise slap to the face. A bright red spot forms on your targeted cheek. Her palm hits incredibly hard. After you recoil in pain, you rub your other hand against the blot. Seoyeon’s essentially telling you to shut up — which you do.

Then she drags you away without another word. From the club to the elevators you go. Back to your hotel room. As the lift climbs up the floors, she continues to hold you like a leashed animal. Awkward stillness fills the small space. You dared not to say another word, lest it prompts another smack from her. Maybe even worse.

Seoyeon tugs you down the narrow hall until you reach the designated room. 922. She turns around again and extends her hand out, as if asking for something. The slight lift of her fingers demands that you give whatever she wants at once. So you comply and reach into your pocket for a small card. A key. She swipes it from you then slides it down the electronic lock.

Click.

Immediately she enters the room with you in tow, then swings you forward, releasing you from her grasp. Just as you’re about to regain control of your body, she pushes you down to the one seated couch. With a sudden yelp you crash into the seat.

She joins you on the couch moments later. Her hands press down on your knees hard while her tight frame bends forward, making sure her ass is visible from your view. Her gaze is fiery yet sultry. You’re both frightened and aroused at the same time.

“I saw you bumping ass with Saerom,” she whispers directly into your mouth. “Let me guess, you wanted a piece of that ass, right? Did that feel good?”

“What are you talking about?” Shake your head frantically. Confusion’s evident on your face. Unknowingly, you’re still acting in complete ignorance. Wrong answer.

Suddenly a deep groan escapes your lips. You throw your head back and slam your eyes shut. Her hand has made its way to your groin.

“God, you’re such a bastard, you know that?” Seoyeon’s hate-filled words go unnoticed. Her touch causes pleasure to envelop you. “Always thinking about how you’d want to fuck everyone with your hard cock. Asshole.”

She’s right — as much as you don’t want to directly admit it. When your girlfriend’s friends are just as hot as she is, how can you not have lewd thoughts? Even as she berates you, the idea of seed on their perfect bodies fills you with unquenchable lust.

Asshole? Did she want me to fill her ass up?

Smack!

Another firm whack to the face. Now both cheeks are burning red. It snaps you out of your dirty fantasy. Seoyeon’s clearly not happy with how you’re acting.

“What?” comes out of your mouth like an innocent child. A grave mistake.

“You’ve got to be joking.” Seoyeon wags her back like a dog, the only thing that catches your attention. “You’re such a fucking toy aren’t you?” She notices that your eyes are on something else. Her nails dig deeper into your pants, almost piercing through the fabric. In response, you let out a gentle sigh. There are no words you can say to answer her back — because deep down, she’s correct about everything.

Seeing your steadfast stubbornness, Seoyeon licks her lips and inches her face closely with yours. “You want to be a toy, huh? Well tonight’s your lucky night, bitch.”

Her fingers make short work of your belt and zipper. They quickly come off along with your boxers. Springing to life, your erect cock barely grazes her soft, diamond-like chin.

“Look at you. So hard and so vulnerable. I bet you were already hard from bumping ass with Saerom, right? Too bad that slut won’t get any of this.”

You don’t have the energy nor power to do anything. Only submit and give in to her demand. Drunkenness also goes against you.

“This dick feels so good in my hand.” Seoyeon purrs huskily as she squeezes your stiff shaft. You melt into the couch as you gradually lose control over yourself. Eyes slam shut, fingers claw into the leather couch, and yet another deep groan escapes your breath. Noting the pleasure you’ve submerged under, she redirects your throbbing tip toward parts of her perfect face. Even the slightest touch of her skin can make you explode.

“I bet you really want to fill me up so badly now.” She watches as you grit your teeth, desperate not to burst right then and there. “But that would be too easy, wouldn’t it?”

“Mmmph. Please, Yeon—”

“Shut it.” Seoyeon harshly wrings your cock, cutting you off. “You don’t get to talk after what you’ve done tonight. Toys don’t talk, right?”

Gulp your throat. Angry Panda turns you on. It’s both a scary and arousing experience. Especially because this seldomly comes out of her.

When you’ve finally quieted down, you manage to open an eye partially to a stern but amused Seoyeon. “Good. Now sit there and be a good fucktoy for me.”

Then your vision goes dark again. Seoyeon lets your tip enter her mouth gently to the sound of an airy groan. She doesn’t let your cock go beyond her entrance; she draws away from it seconds after. It’s a repeating process. Her slow rhythm teases you, overwhelms you, and sends shivers down your spine. Even more so when she starts to lick and swirl her tongue further into your base as well.

Your body tingles and quakes violently. This is too much for you to handle. And it’s only just the beginning.

Seoyeon doesn’t care. She plays merry havoc with your shaft, freely tonguing and consuming at an excruciatingly slow pace. Precum leaks out of your tip, which she happily collects in her mouth. It’s torture not to feel the warm sensation of her throat filled to the brim with your length. But you can’t say or do anything about it — because toys don’t speak.

She can do this all night long, but for her, that would be boring and unfulfilling.

Changing it up, she sends you into a kind of whiplash. She blows you off quickly as if it were a quickie. She takes your dick into her mouth while her hand kneads your ballsack like dough. The occasional tongue around your length sends your body into a wilder frenzy. Even though she has you all to herself, without any time restrictions, you need to be punished in some way.

The consequence is a sudden orgasm that comes earlier than you expected. All that teasing from before piles up until you fly over the edge prematurely. You groan loudly as you let yourself go for the first time. She takes every drop of your seed without wasting a single one. Your cock parts her lips coated with mixes of her saliva and your semen.

“There’s still plenty more left from you,” she says after swallowing all your cum. “I’m gonna make sure you know who you belong to.”

An endless whine fills the spacious room as you slowly calm down from your climax. Panda has other plans and doesn’t allow you to recover. Seoyeon rises from her knees and takes her jeans off within seconds. Her underwear shortly follows to the floor before they’re kicked aside with your clothes. You let out an abrupt yelp as she straddles herself onto your lap. She cups your pleasure-filled face and pulls you close for a kiss on the cheek.

“That’s right. No one can make you feel as good as me.” She whispers in your ear as it twitches in response. The smell of alcohol with her voice somehow feels warm and inviting.

Her fingers take firm hold of your shaft and stroke it back to hardness. You drown under her control again — where you wanted to stay all along. The little smile on your face shows how much you’re enjoying this. However, she looks at you as though you haven’t learned your lesson yet.

But what’s there to learn about?

Seoyeon plants her hands on your shoulder then lifts her frame over you. With a collective groan and thud of flesh she crashes her pussy against your hard cock. You throw your head back from a combination of tipsiness and fatigue. The sensation of her hot, wet cunt causes your heart to skip a beat. She’s never felt tighter and warmer on your lap.

Through glazed eyes you make eye contact with her. Her steely glare remains steadfast the whole time — a contrast from her inviting voice and soft, creamy skin. She cups your face and pulls it closer to hers, as if demanding your whole attention.

“Get this stupid piece off me.”

Just the right amount of words — blunt and direct to the point. She retreats her arms and raises them sideways. You take the hint and lift the shirt over her head before it joins your other garb on the floor. Afterward, Seoyeon unclasps the white lingerie and throws it aside as well.

The sight of Seoyeon naked and impaled on your dick causes your mouth to water. She’s a heavenly vision for your sore eyes.

This visual treat is only temporary as the world around you becomes a blur. She starts to slam up and down violently on your shaft. In return, you recoil and throw your head back on the couch. A stream of moans and profanities from her mouth fill the air, infused with both delight and released frustration.

You can do nothing but sink further into the bliss of sex. Your ears block out every background noise except the sound of skin against skin and her lewd, foul cries. Her breasts hypnotize you as they bounce in rhythm with her shapely body. Only all-consuming lust occupies both your thoughts. She’d forgotten why she was angry with you in the first place. The cold expression on her features gradually shifts to a wide, blissful grin.

“Ah, ah, fuck, this dick feels incredible right inside me. Don’t stop unless I tell you to.”

Even if she commands otherwise, you have no intention to. A pair of needy hands fondle and clasp at her chest, which she allows without opposition. They then fondle and squeeze her flesh, causing her to squirm sharply. Seeing this, she draws your face toward her breasts.

Instead of her nipples, you aim for the other parts of her perfect body. Sloppy, wet kisses mark her collarbones, neck, and shoulders while your hands remain firm with her boobs. Seoyeon continues to whine and moan at a singsong tone. Her arms spread wide before they reach the back of her head, allowing you to explore and roam her pits with quick, torrid smooches.

It’s a fine distraction from the warm sensation building up in both your bodies. As she rides you wildly, you’re unaware and a bit surprised at how you’re holding up. You meet her sharp slams with equally powerful upward thrusts. Your body acts as if it understands what she needs — a good, hard fuck.

That isn’t the priority on your mind, though. All you care about now is her sexy frame in your grasp. Remembering what she said earlier — how you only belonged to her, and disregarding the part you were just a toy for her — the wet trails of kisses all over her body are a poignant reminder of that statement.

At some point her hands grasp the back of your head and your hair, desperate to cling to you. A slick sensation drips down your groin and spills into the couch. Her juices. Seoyeon has never never felt wet during sex, until now.

It’s quickly forgotten, however, as the moans intensify and louden. Then the floodgates open up.

Seoyeon quivers in your grasp as she orgasms. Her tight, drenched pussy is almost about to do you in as well. Your hold on each other becomes near unbreakable. Fuck a strict command, you want to fill her with your load now. But you quickly realize this before you fly over the edge.

“Yeonnie, I’m gonna—”

“In me! Do it now! Please!”

And that was it. Her head rests on your shoulder as her orgasm dies down. A perfect place to release another powerful cry as you reach yours.

Comfort replaces the euphoria in Seoyeon’s mind. She wraps you in a deep embrace while you pound her a little longer. The tight, pleasurable sensation of her pulsating walls keeps you briefly occupied some more. Her bodily warmth almost makes you think otherwise about filling her. Sharing a warm, quiet, intimate moment after her climax feels like the better thing to do.

But like you promised, you orgasm in her instead.

“Yeonnie, I’m cumming…fuck…”

With a final thrust, you finally reach your end. Again. Another thick load of hot semen fills her pussy. Some of your seed also slides and drips to the couch. Your eyes roll back to the back of your head before they slam shut again. Reveling in your cock, she lets out another moan in your ears as you coil her around your arms. You can feel your lower half shake and tremble as you peak a second time.

You stay in this position — you and Seoyeon in each other’s embrace — for a little longer. Maybe an hour or two. Doesn’t matter. Barely audible gasps of air occupy what was previously a choir of whines and mewls. It’s all quiet and serene — something she always preferred with you over loud gatherings.

She barely lifts her tired head to make eye contact with you. Her fingers brush off your ruffled hair to see you clearly. Gone is the steely gaze. A satisfied, pleasant grin welcomes your senses back.

“You belong to me and only me. Remember that,” she says so innocently. You’ll make sure you take note of this.

Seoyeon slowly hops off your lap before she stands on her feet with a wobble. She turns around to walk towards the bathroom gingerly with a streak of white flowing down her thigh.

“We’ve got to return to that party now. Maybe someone’s looking for us,” you say as she heads inside the bathroom, which in response, she gives you a wave.

Follow her shortly into the shower. Not much happens as you both share the water; it’s a quiet and awkward situation. Because you’re both weary and inebriated, a warm bath is what you need to feel normal again.

Perhaps the others won’t realize you’ve both changed into new clothes. They’ll be too wasted to recognize the details, if not outright forget about it when the morning comes. There’s still plenty of time left — it’s not even midnight.

As you reach the door and prepare to leave, you feel a force tug on your hand. Look back and Seoyeon’s holding you with an anxious look on her face. A small smile masks the uncertainty she feels about going out with you again.

Then you realize it’s a waste of time. You know what you value more.

You pull her close for a deep kiss on the lips. Your hand clutches her exposed shoulder as she sinks into your smooch, cupping your face and messing up your hair again. You push her from the room entrance onto the bed. Seeing you’ve changed your mind, she smiles once more and begins to peel her clothes off. You quickly do the same.

The rest of the night belongs to you and Seoyeon alone.

(A/N: Let's go fromis! Midnight Guest contains some of my favorite work from them, including Hush Hush (which Seoyeon is part of) and 0g. I'm really happy they're thriving under their new management and hopefully this is the start of even better things for the group. I started this one out of a random excerpt I wrote somewhere and look where it ended up. Thank you for reading!)

#kpop fanfiction #kpop fanfic #kpop smut #smut #male reader #reader insert #fromis 9 #lee seoyeon #seoyeon #fromis 9 smut

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girlgrouptrash101 · 5 years

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Seoyeon (Fromis_9) as Your Girlfriend

Request: "Could you do Girlfriend Seoyeon or Nakyung both from Fromis_9, please?"

“hello ! can I request seoyeon as your girlfriend ? thank you so much”

A/N: I'll try and do nakyung when I have some free time :)

- C

When Seoyeon knew she liked you, she definitely wasn't going to her waste her time by pining and being too afraid to make a move

she'd be pretty blunt about it, asking you straight up if you liked her in the same way she liked you

and when you said yes, a big smile overtook her features, and she then properly asked you out on a date

For your first date, you went out for dinner, getting to know each other better and just genuinely enjoying each other's company and of course, the delicious food

And of course, Seoyeon made moves and walked you home, getting that smooch on your doorstep

she acted cocky as you said goodnight, a blush still on your face

but as soon as you shut the door she jumped for joy, practically skipping her way home, still buzzing at the feeling of her lips tingling from the kiss.

Seoyeon would definitely be the girlfriend that loved to show you off wherever you went

whether that be to her friends, family, or even holding your hand and smiling as other people looked on jealously as you walked down busy streets together

Speaking of jealousy,,, Seoyeon does try to control herself but sometimes she can't help it

she really likes you a lot, and she needs everyone to know that you're hers, and hers only, and no one is going to come between that

so if anyone tries anything with you she's always quick on the scene, kissing you or introducing herself as your girlfriend

Loves teasing you and then following up her playful banter with a compliment because she loves to see you blush

small but feisty when she wants to be

Seoyeon is lowkey such a dork, whenever you call her over across the room she doesn't walk normally, she like pops and locks and robot walks over just to get you to laugh

and her laugh!! is so cute literally music to your ears sis

Secretly a big softie who just wants cuddles all the time

especially when she's all wrapped up in one of your oversized hoodies, a lazy grin on her face as shes enveloped in your addicting scent, comfy and peaceful in your arms

Loves cooking with you, whether it's just instant ramen or a full three-course meal

or making cute desserts! they always turn out really tasty and you always remember to make extra for the other 8 girls waiting at home for Seoyeon

10/10 fashion sense

you always let her pick out your outfits whenever you go out together because you know she's gonna make you look hot as hell

Seoyeon also has a really good taste in music

so when you're at home and she puts her playlist on shuffle, you already know you're about to be dancing like mad around your house

that dumbass that whistles and hollers at the television whenever there's a kiss scene or even something more

midnight adventure time marathons when you’re cuddled up with Seoyeon under her BMO blanket? yes please

whenever you buy her gifts she gets so giddy and happy!! and she treasures them forever

especially plushies, she lines them all up on her bed so she gets to see them every day

Seoyeon will definitely be one to protect you whether you need it or not, always looking out for you and putting your needs before her own

NSFW From Here:

Foreplay lasts a lifetime with Seoyeon because she loves kissing you so much, and she always takes the time to kiss you all over, so much so that you're just begging for her to do something by the time she's done

also she's always got that shit eating grin on her face

because even though she's not that experienced, she's so good and she just knows it

whenever you eat her out she can't help but tighten her thighs around your head like a vice

but you don't mind because I mean, suffocating between Seoyeon's legs? what a way to go out

why am I like this

Always makes time to tease you no matter how passionate it is

and you're always like "Seoyeon, shut up." as you pull her in for another mind-blowing kiss

likes to try new things with you but will never push you too far, because Seoyeon always makes sure you're happy no matter what

deep ass moans that sound so amazing to you as they float around the room

loves when you pay extra attention to her thighs

and although you have to keep the marks light for the cameras, she promises that one day where she's on a long break, she'll let you mark her up wherever you want, and as dark as you want

she loves leaving love bites all over you though, and when the members try to tease her for it, she just holds her head up proudly and smirks while you die of embarrassment

if looks could kill then Seoyeon's intense stare when she wants you beneath her would leave you dead and gone

kisses you even more afterwards before finally settling down and allowing you both to finally fall sound asleep, exhausted after a long night of fun ;)

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kyufiber · 2 years

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get f*cked — lee hyunjae

member: hyunjae — tbz

tags: enemies to lovers <3, no actual smut (idk is a makeout scene smut?) but Very Suggestive™, various references to sex and Certain Kinks LMAOO bye

word count: 9.2k

a/n: i've been reading a lot of erotic novels lately LOL and well. i got inspired so <3 !! also a VERY special thanks to @cloudykyu who helped so so so much <3333 as well as @yeoldotcom @brururun @seoulbinz for encouraging me throughout <333 love u mamas <3

taglist: @stopitvpls @hyuckslytherin @vitaminhyunjin @kitymetal @notbeforelong @mavericsohn

playlist: kiss with a fist florence + the machine • choke i dont know how but they found me • boys like you tanerélle • two more minutes jaymes young • hurts like hell sølv • give up at 2 sofi de la torre • need you like that ezi • tempt my trouble bishop briggs • crave tove lo • loveyou dxvn. • bedroom eyes sølv • afraid of the dark ezi (full playlist here)

rage. there it was again. it always seemed to make an appearance when lee hyunjae was around.

your fists are balled up so tight that the skin stretched across your knuckles begins to turn white.

if looks could kill, hyunjae would've been dead a long time ago.

and there was his stupid fucking grin again. always playing on his lips, like he was having the time of his life pushing your buttons.

"alright, alright-!" the professor calls out, stepping between the two of you. "you're disrupting class, the both of you. sit down and be quiet, or you'll have a visit with the student office."

reluctantly, you tear your eyes away from hyunjae and march over to the other side of the classroom.

the professor makes his way back up to the front of the room and you take the few seconds his back is turned to shoot hyunjae one more glare.

he isn't looking though, and that pisses you off even more.

the class passes and you don't spare another glance in his direction so as to not ruin your mood any further.

finally, the clock hits 3:15, and you're free. a text beeps through on your phone offering that you join a couple friends at the chicken joint just outside campus. you need something to get your mind off he-who-will-not-be-named, and so you shoot back a quick text of agreement.

an hour later, you're well into your third drink and a 'i hate hyunjae' monologue.

"he's such an asshole," you grumble, snatching your drink away from seoyeon when she tries to confiscate it. "and i always get in trouble for it, because he pisses me off and i fly off the handle." a quick swig of your drink.

jiwon chuckles, a bit nervously. "y/n, maybe you should stop drinking."

"it's the only way i can better my mood after dealing with him," you whine, letting your head fall down onto the table with a thunk. your head shoots back up again suddenly, making hayoung jump. "i want some tteokbokki."

"no, y/n. we're going home. if you drink or eat anymore, you'll throw up all over the dorm, and i don't have the patience to deal with it tonight." seoyeon scolds you, looping an arm around your back. "c'mon guys, help."

"no~!" you groan, struggling a little against the three girls, but it's to no avail.

they manage to get you into a cab before piling in behind you, and your cheek rests on hayoung's shoulder. she pats your head lightly, and you snuggle up against her.

"i'm telling you all right now," you mumble. "if he tests me one more time, i'm gonna deck his ass."

"yeah, sure, y/n." jiwon responds, and you can imagine her rolling her eyes.

the ride back to the dorms is quiet, save for the occasional ding from seoyeon's phone, and your own quiet breaths.

the three girls had been your friends from the very first week of university. seoyeon had been your assigned roommate, and while at first, her abrasive attitude had put you off, you quickly realized that the two of you meshed far better than expected. she was the one who taught you to call others out on their bullshit, and you could always trust her to tell it to you straight. you'd met jiwon in an art club you'd signed up for. both of you were horrendously bad at painting, and you'd bonded over it. neither of you was still in the club, but the friendship had grown. and then, of course, there was hayoung. sweet, a little loud, and the voice of optimism in the group, you two had met at the freshmen orientation and had been close ever since.

the four of you naturally meshed into a little group, and the rest was history. you'd all lived together for two years now, and the dorm you shared was a hotspot of fond memories– though not without chaos.

with hayoung's gentle head pats, your eyes fluttered closed and you felt your awareness slip away, chased by sleep.

as the professor explains what a diphthong is, another sound reaches your ears and pries your attention from the lesson.

glancing around, you realize it's coming from hyunjae and the boy he sits next to — sunwoo, you think his name is. the two of them are whispering and laughing at some unknown joke. with a quiet sigh, you scribble a sloppy note on a piece of paper in your notebook.

please be quiet, trying to pay attention

you tear the sheet from your notebook and give it to a classmate, jerking your head at the two boys.

moments later, you feel a tap on your shoulder as the girl hands you the same piece of paper, only folded differently.

dont wanna

irritation pricks your chest like a thorn. civility never worked with him, but there was a test coming up and you really didn't want to interrupt class.

you send back a note, this one scrawled a little more sloppily, indicative of your declining patience.

if you aren't here to learn, go home

again, a tap on the shoulder. you unfold the note and roll your eyes so hard you nearly see your own skull.

i paid 2 b here :P

you glance up at the professor, checking to make sure he wasn't looking when you passed back another note. it's not like this was high school, but you can't imagine he'd be happy to have his students passing notes instead of taking them.

yeah same. except i paid to learn, not giggle in the back of class :)

awww r u jealous im not paying attention to u??

you want so badly to chuck the crumpled note right at his head, but instead, you take a deep breath and scribble a response.

can you just shut the hell up

whoops. hit a nerve there huh ;)

breathe, y/n. breathe. no need to lose it.

seriously? i'm trying to actually learn here

ok so stop replying then

you grit your teeth and crumple the paper into a ball, shoving it into your back pocket. you train your eyes on the front of the classroom, trying to pay attention, and then, there it is again. just within earshot, the sound of whispering and quiet laughter.

you slam your hand down the desk and jump to your feet, resulting in the chair clattering across the linoleum floor with a loud bang. "can you shut the fuck up?"

the classroom is dead silent, and you realize what you've done.

"excuse me?" the professor asks, gone still.

with your figurative tail tucked between your legs, you shrink back down into your seat sheepishly. "not you, sir." you murmur. "i was talking to hyunjae,"

the middle-aged man's eyes shift to hyunjae. "still... that's not a reason to interrupt class." he blinks as if he still can't believe what just happened. "and hyunjae... please stop distracting other students."

"sir, i don't even know what she's talking about." he pipes up, pouting. "i wasn't talking."

"well–"

"are you kidding?" you blurt out before you can stop yourself. "you were gabbing nonstop with him!"

sunwoo sinks into his seat a little, ears turning red.

what is going on with you today? it's like any semblance of a filter that you might've had is gone.

"i don't know what you're talking about," he shrugs nonchalantly. "it was probably someone else you heard."

it's less the fact that he was talking, now, and more the fact that he's denying it in front of everyone and making you look like an idiot.

"screw you, hyunjae." you spit.

why are you so angry? something about him just lights you up, and not in the good kind of way, but in the kind of way people go to jail for.

not that you'd ever do anything to warrant your arrest, but still.

"hey–" it's the professor, trying to interject.

"yeah, you want to?" hyunjae snickers.

you see red.

you snatch up your pencil case, winding back, ready to hurl it right at his face, when–

"alright! that's enough!" the professor booms, and you're torn from your rage trance. "both of you, out. you're grown adults; this is just– this is unacceptable."

it's then that you feel the full weight of everyone's eyes on you. you want to sink into the floor as you gather your things and stuff them into your backpack.

as you pass by your professor, he examines you with disappointed eyes. "you two, head to the guidance office. a counselor is going to have a word with you."

you bow your head, cheeks burning with shame, and exit the classroom.

as the two of you wait in the guidance office waiting room, you shoot hyunjae a deadly glare. "this is all your fault."

he raises an eyebrow. "i'm not the one who yelled in front of the whole class,"

before you can respond, a voice calls your names from a cracked door at the opposite end of the small room.

you've never been inside the guidance office before, as you'd had no reason to– until now. the office is home to several bookshelves chock full of books reaching several feet high, and various wall-hangings that you can't make out the words on.

the counselor sits behind a dark wood desk, with a nameplate that reveals this man's name as ryu kyungseok, the head counselor.

you want to sink into the floor, but instead, you just settle into the leather chair and press your knees together.

"good afternoon," mr. ryu smiles easily. "i heard about the incident in professor kim's class today."

taking advantage of the moment of silence, you shift forward. "sir, i am so, so sorry. i lost my temper, but it won't happen again, i swear."

he holds his hand up to silence me. his eyes are crinkled around the corners, etched with laugh lines. "unfortunately, this isn't the first report i've gotten about the two of you. every single professor that's taught a class with the two of you in it..." he shakes his head. "my point is, even if you believe what you're saying, i can't."

you press your palms against your thighs, cheeks flushed. this is humiliating.

"so, instead of reacting in a way that may hurt your record," he folds his fingers together. "i've come up with an alternative."

now, standing at the entrance to the storage room, horror is painted over your features. when he had said "alternative," this is not what you had pictured.

instead of a normal response, like, i don't know, moving one of you to a different class, they'd decided to put you in even closer proximity.

the library has a storage room, he'd gone on. right now it's a mess, and nobody has had time to clear it out. that's where the two of you come in.

the two of you had been tasked with clearing out the storage room and finding places for the likely thousands of books that had been dumped in here.

thousands was probably an understatement. every corner of the room is piled two thirds of the way to the ceiling with books. dread bubbles up in your chest.

you're fucked.

you're told by mr. ryu that you'll start library duty the next day at 4, as that's when both your classes are over for the day, and finish at 6.

that night, you complained to your friends about the situation and seoyeon had snarked that you shouldn't have blown up during class.

you had glowered at her and pouted like a child, but she was right– as usual.

you pick up a book and dust off the cover, releasing a plume of particles into the air, which causes you to sneeze violently.

hyunjae's head pops around the corner, one eyebrow raised. "i'd say 'bless you,' but i'm worried you might throw that book at my head."

"ha, ha." you sneer humorlessly and turn your eyes back to the stacks.

you briefly questioned counselor ryu's judgment. you'd been seconds away from chucking a pencil case at hyunjae's head the day before, and now he was letting the two of you alone with hundreds of books at your disposal?

amusement washes over you at the thought of smacking hyunjae in the head with a book.

"hey," his voice sounds right behind you, and you jump, dropping the book you were holding. his eyes skim over the piles. "is this as far as you've gotten?"

you instantly bristle. "excuse me? and how much have you done?"

his mouth quirks up, far too smug for your liking. "more than this. too busy thinking about me, huh?"

your eyes narrow. he's right, technically, but he doesn't ever need to know that. "as if. i'm just actually putting effort into doing it right."

his lips flatten in an almost-grimace. "uhuh. like when you were 'putting effort into actually learning'?" he adds air quotes, and you stare him down through your hair.

"yeah, exactly like that. notice how i was actually paying attention?" or trying to.

"right, all that furious note scribbling."

you slam a book down onto one of the piles and climb to your feet. "it's six. i'm leaving."

"it's actually only five fifty-five!" he calls after you, and you give him the finger.

later that night, you find yourself at the same table of the same chicken and beer joint as before. only this time, hayoung is missing, studying for a test.

you narrow your eyes at an empty soju bottle and your head lolls to the side. "'m gonna kill 'im," you slur, a heavy pout on your lips. you sloppily point to the bottle as if it's hyunjae. "stupid!"

jiwon sighs and rests her head in her hand in exasperation. "y/n, if you drink every time hyunjae upsets you, you're gonna go into liver failure before you graduate university."

you ignore her, raising your hand to ask for another bottle, but it's quickly stopped by seoyeon. "nope! you're done."

in what felt vaguely like a repeat of the other night, the two girls help you into a taxi and head home, but this time there's no hayoung patting your head. you pout again, like a small child.

as they're helping you through the dorm building's hallways, you catch sight of a familiar face and instantly your body goes into fight mode.

"you!" you hiss, struggling against seoyeon and jiwon's grips, which are desperately trying to hold you back.

you spit various profanities at the hyunjae hallucination before the girls can drag you inside the dorm room. once they do, all your energy seems to deflate and it doesn't take much effort to dump you in your bed.

snuggling under the cover, you finally let sleep take you.

the next morning, a dull throbbing plagues your head as you get ready for the day. you leave later than usual, having slept through your alarm, and this proves to be a grave mistake.

nothing is amiss as you leave your dorm and make your way down the nearest dining hall. it's not until you're proceeding down the breakfast buffet and feel someone standing a little too close, that you begin to realize something is wrong.

hyunjae stands next to you, empty-handed, leaning against the marble counter of the buffet. his mouth quirks up. "hangover?"

you blink, confused for a moment.

then you recall the previous night and it dawns on you that the "hallucination" was likely not a hallucination at all.

the blood drains from your face. you can't decide if you'd rather stand here frozen, hoping he'll go away or make a run for it.

before you can make a decision, he speaks again. "see you at the library later," he grins and walks off.

this is the probably thousandth time you've felt humiliated in the last week, and it's getting real old, real fast.

you snatch up a sausage link, ignoring the judgmental eyes of the person behind you, and keep moving down the line.

later that day, hyunjae is exactly 13 minutes late to library duty, and while normally you would make some snarky comment about his tardiness, you can barely look him in the eye.

"aw, she's shy." he snickers, pushing open the storage room door, and all you can manage is a quiet grumble.

the next two hours are just as bad as you expect them to be.

after a few precious (suspicious) minutes of silence, hyunjae holds up a book with his eyebrows innocently knitted together. "oh, look, y/n. i think you'll like this one."

you glance up, eyes skimming over the cover, and your mouth contorts into a grimace.

drink: the intimate relationship between women and alcohol. the bold black lettering mocks you in a way that's quite reminiscent of the person holding it.

"shut up," you mutter, and all he responds with is a smug chuckle.

he continues to make fun of you until you hurl a small paperback in his direction, and then he lets up a little.

during the last half-an-hour, the two of you push around carts full of organized books, placing them on the correct shelves.

hyunjae is nowhere to be seen – most likely on the other side of the library – and you're reaching up to a shelf that's just out of reach, when a hand appears above yours, snatches the book from your grip, and slips it onto the aforementioned shelf.

you turn and are met with an unfamiliar face.

"oh, um, thank you," you murmur, creating more distance between you and the stranger.

he half-smiles. "no problem. i'm eric."

you dip your head, an awkward smile stretched across your lips. "y/n."

"nice to meet you, y/n." he takes a step forward, and you eye him. "i hope this isn't too forward, but i noticed you a while ago and thought you were really cute." it is too forward. please back up. "could i get your number?"

is he objectively handsome? yes. are you interested? no.

you find yourself mildly annoyed that hyunjae has put you in a state where you're too preoccupied to be flattered that a guy is hitting on you.

"oh, um..." your eyes dart around, and you stiffly scratch behind your ear.

before you can think up a proper response, a familiar scent hits your nose. annoyance flares in your chest near-immediately, and it occurs to you that hyunjae has basically pavlov's dog-ed you. just the scent of him is like a mosquito, sticking a needle into your patience and draining it.

he leans over your shoulder, shooting what seems like a friendly grin at eric. "sorry, man. you're out of luck. she's got a boyfriend."

you nearly gape at hyunjae, but manage to keep it together, realizing it probably wouldn't be convincing if you looked shocked at the idea.

"a boyfriend?" eric blinks. "i could've sworn she was single. who is it?"

of all the things you might've predicted would happen next, what actually happens is not one of them.

hyunjae slips his hand into yours and intertwines your fingers, his grin becoming exponentially more smug. if you didn't know any better, you would've sworn your heart all-out stops.

"guess."

eric's eyes drop down to your interlaced fingers, disappointment painting his face. "oh. um, my bad. see you around," unlikely.

once eric rounds a corner, you rip your hand from hyunjae's and wipe it on your jeans. "i need to go wash my hands, now." you huff.

he blows air out his lips, stepping away to lean against a bookshelf. "i think a 'thank you' is in order?"

you shoot him an obviously fake smile. "i didn't ask for your help. and holding my hand was not necessary."

"i forgot how ungrateful you are." he squints. "or are you just trying to cover up the fact that you liked it?"

"hold on, hold on–" you hold your palm up to your mouth, feigning a queasy look. "i think i just threw up in my mouth a little."

he rolls his eyes, and your arms drop to your sides. "how do you even know i wasn't going give him my number?" you narrow your eyes. "you could've been doing more harm than good just now." that wasn't the case, but he didn't need to know that.

he scoffs. "please, y/n. don't you think i can read your body language by now?"

your eyebrows knit together in surprise. what?

"anyways, it's past six." he turns, heading towards the front of the library. "came to let you know you can go home."

after he rounds the corner of a bookshelf and disappears from your sightline, you stand for a moment, processing.

contrary to how you'd made it seem, you were thankful that he'd helped you. but you were never, ever going to say that out loud.

your eyes blink open, but the darkness in the room is so thick, you can't make out the ceiling. you rub your eye and sit up out of bed, the sound of muffled chatter reaching your eyes.

following the noise, you're led to the common room of your dorm's floor. settled into the couches are your roommates, along with several boys you've seen around– and hyunjae.

an exasperated sigh escapes your lips, and it catches the attention of the group. hyunjae shoots you a crinkly smile, and you roll your eyes.

"y/n!" hayoung chirps, motioning you over. you snuggle up next to her, stuffing your feet under her sweatpant-clad thighs.

"we were talking shit about you," jiwon jokes, and you throw a sofa cushion at her.

"no, actually we were talking about changmin's candy addiction." seoyeon declares. "he has like, thirty bags of that shit stored in his dorm room."

changmin – at least, who you assume is changmin – smiles good-naturedly and offers you a bag of various candies.

you shrug and take a lollipop. "can't blame him, honestly. there's a reason i had a ton of cavities in middle school."

a guy you recognize from your literature class, chanhee, shudders in his spot on the opposite couch, earning a chuckle from seoyeon. "oh, whatever, chanhee. we all know you've never had a cavity and are so much better than us."

he sticks out his tongue. "as long as we're on the same page."

hayoung suddenly studies the empty lollipop wrapper gripped in your palm. "wait, is that fruit punch flavor?" she whines. "that's my favorite! i couldn't find one in the bag..."

you laugh. "sorry~ i would give it to you, but i already licked it, so–"

"so?" hyunjae interjects, and everyone's heads swivel to look at him. you don't like the mischievous gleam in his eyes.

he reaches out, taking hold of your lollipop, and in one quick movement, he slips it between his lips.

your mouth falls open.

someone – you're not sure who, since you're gaping at hyunjae – lets out a quiet "ohhhh," and it's followed by a loud cackle.

"mm. tastes good." he sucks on it pointedly, eyes never leaving yours. "not sure if that's you or the lollipop, though."

and then he winks.

you shove him off the couch armrest, and he hits the ground with a painful thunk. he whines in pain, and the group bursts out in giggles as you rise to your feet.

"going to bed," you announce, biting down on the inside of your cheek.

"y/n~! don't leave!" hayoung whines, but you ignore her and march back to your dorm.

stupid, stupid, stupid.

you curse him to the depths of hell and back, your mind a stream of profanities all directed at lee hyunjae.

what was he playing at? he had a special talent, and that was that everything he did managed to make you look stupid.

you slam the door of your bedroom and settle into your desk chair with a huff.

asshole.

as much as you had dreaded library duty at first, shelving was actually quite relaxing. you didn't have to deal with you-know-who, and you could just withdraw into your own thoughts in the quiet of the library.

you turn the corner into a section in the furthest corner of the library, and stop dead in your tracks.

unable to pinpoint exactly what it was that would be causing the sound, you shuffle towards the source of the noise. what would be making a rhythmic thumping noise in the back of the library?

you peak your head around a bookshelf, and that's when you realize. oh.

face bright red, you whip your head back around and speed walk the other direction. scurrying around a corner, you slam into hyunjae – you know from that damn scent, like fresh laundry or some shit – and nearly fall over.

he steadies you with his hands and then examines your face quizzically. "what are you rushing around for? is the president coming?"

you press your lips together, face still flushed at what you just witnessed. "well– erm–"

"why are you so red?" he asks with a small laugh.

"there's a couple over there–" you jerk your thumb behind you. "doing things." you blush even harder.

his eyes glance behind you and you can see the moment he realizes what you mean when his lips press together, trying to hold back a laugh.

"you saw a couple getting it on?" his eyes twinkle.

you shove past him, glowering to hide your embarrassment. "yes, shut up."

"oh man, he cracks his neck, a grin hovering on his lips. "innocent little y/n. can't handle a little thrust action."

you furrow your brows indignantly. "i'm not innocent! i just wasn't expecting to see that... here."

"you aren't innocent?" he repeats, raising an eyebrow as he walks alongside you. "then why'd you lose it over a lollipop?"

you quail at the mention, hastily stuffing a book onto the shelf next to you. "i don't wanna talk about that."

"see what i mean?" he sighs, like the weight of the world is on his shoulders. "you're a baby."

"i'm not! i've done... stuff." you swallow, not looking at him as you push the cart forward.

"stuff?"

"hyunjae! i don't wanna talk about this!"

"i'm just saying," he says airily, and in your peripheral vision you see him shrug. "you said you weren't innocent, but you're all embarrassed talking about it."

"you're a real asshole, you know?"

your mind flashes to your most recent experience. it wasn't pleasant, and it lasted for no more than 30 seconds, and you regretted it as soon as it happened. you grimace at the memory.

"not good, huh?" he chuckles, his tone teasing. he continues, leaning forward and lowering his voice a little. "so it wasn't a spicy rendezvous in a dark corner of a library, then?"

"god, no, i wish." you blurt out, and then your face returns to the rosy shade of red it was just a minute before.

you quickly look over to assess his reaction, and his grin is awfully similar to one of the cheshire cat.

you push your cart forward a little faster than before. "you didn't hear that."

"sure, i didn't. gosh, y/n, i didn't take you for the kind of girl who was into that."

you slam a book into his chest, jerking your head at the shelf on the other side of him. "shut up, please."

he just laughs, and for the first time, the sound doesn't make you wanna punch him.

you don't realize you've forgotten about the school field day that's coming up until you're on your way to class one morning and notice that the athletic field – which is usually only occupied by the sports teams – is bustling with activity.

there are students darting to and fro like ants, carrying boxes and equipment you can't put a name to. on one end, several students are painting canvas posters with giant bubble letters. on the other, there are even more people setting up tables for who-knows-what.

"that's this week?" you mumble to yourself, and you jump when you get an unexpected answer.

"i know right? i totally would've forgotten, but my seatmate in astronomy is on the student council and she's been talking about it all week." jiwon smiles from beside you.

you return the expression and turn your eyes back to the organized chaos of the bleacher-enclosed field. "are you gonna compete in any of the games?"

"y/n, please. jesus. the last time i did a sport was high school, and it was colorguard."

you snort. "hey, i've seen the photos. those girls have serious muscles. don't shit on colorguard."

"anyways, no. i'll be happy on the sidelines cheering for younghoon."

you pouted. jiwon and younghoon had been dating since her first year of university, and as nice as that was, you were a little sulky that she was in a stable multi-year relationship while all you got was short flings that usually ended with you being ghosted.

"are you?" she asks.

you laugh. "i doubt it. i'm not super athletic, but i am competitive, and that wouldn't turn out well."

she chuckles along with you, nodding knowingly. "true, god. do you remember when we played monopoly?"

you fix her with a joking glare. "don't remind me. that was a dark time. seoyeon and i almost got divorced."

the week passes in a blur, both figuratively and quite literally. everyone seems to be busy with something, rushing around and getting ready for the field day. the previous years, you'd been back home during this time, so you hadn't witnessed the chaos of pre-field day before now.

library duty is suspended temporarily and a good chunk of students are missing from classes, both due to event prep, so you haven't seen hyunjae since the library incident.

you'd like to think you're enjoying the peace and quiet, but in actuality, you're restless.

it's probably just the energy from all the activity rubbing off, you tell yourself, but every time you walk into linguistics and a certain seat is empty, disappointment bubbles up in your chest.

ridiculous. are you looking for a fight or what?

the days before the big event, you find yourself walking slower than normal when you pass the sports stadium, eyes searching the span of the field for a familiar figure.

when the self-awareness hits, you scold yourself and speed up your pace, refusing to turn your head any direction other than forward until the bleachers are out of sight.

finally, friday arrives, and the sports stadium is filled with hundreds – if not thousands – of students wearing athletic clothes and big smiles. dozens of tables are set up just outside the bleachers with food, school merch, and various things to purchase. the grassy section inside the running lanes is littered with props for various minigames; plastic pools, batons, and cones.

the sound of someone's loud laughter hits your ears, distinctive amongst all the buzz and chatter, and you turn your head just as a spray of water hits you. you inhale sharply as the freezing cold water runs down your legs, dripping into your sneakers, and you try to blink the liquid out of your eyes.

"sunwoo, you asshole!" a familiar voice shouts, with an edge of laughter, and when you open your eyes, hyunjae is there.

his hair is soaking wet, curling in small ringlets and sticking to his skin, as is his sleeveless tie-dyed shirt. the grin so often playing on his lips is present.

"miss me?"

holy fuck.

"no," you scoff. "thanks for that, by the way."

"hey," he holds his hands up in a surrendering gesture, eyes crinkled. "that was sunwoo, not me. he probably wants revenge for being embarrassed in front of the whole class."

you squint, feigning annoyance. "by getting me wet?"

he winks suggestively, earning him a smack on the arm.

"ow!" he whines, cradling his arm.

"are you participating in anything?" you ask in a tone that (hopefully) says 'i don't care either way.'

"yeah, apple bobbing and the baton relay." he shoots you a boyish smile, pain forgotten. "are you gonna cheer for me?"

you scrunch your nose in distaste. "you wish."

just then, hyunjae's name is called by someone letting him know it's nearly his turn for apple bobbing. he shouts back an affirmative and then turns back to you.

"don't scream my name too loud." he starts to turn, and then turns back for a moment. "actually, i take that back." he shoots you a wink and is on his way with an obnoxious spring in his step.

you give him the finger, even though his back is turned, and seoyeon, who suddenly appears next to you, smacks it down.

you are not prepared for the apple bobbing contest.

sure, contestants need to be on their knees for this game. you get that. but hands tied behind their backs? to "prevent cheating," they say. or is it solely to drive you off the edge of sanity?

as time runs out, hyunjae's head emerges from the plastic pool, and he spits the apple gripped between his teeth onto the grass.

someone loosens his arm restraints, and he climbs to his feet, running a hand through his dark-brown, drenched hair and grinning at the crowd.

"goddamn," jiwon mumbles, but you know she's looking at younghoon.

even so, you choke out an "i know right."

the next time you see hyunjae, he is completely dry and wearing a shirt with actual sleeves, thank god.

he shakes his head to get the hair out of his face, reminding you of a dog, and shoots you a smile as the two of you make your way to the back of the library.

"don't forget to check all the dark corners," he teases. "that couple might be here again."

you roll your eyes. "god."

as the two of you pass the library office, the head librarian glances up. "oh, you two!" she calls. "head to the guidance office! counselor ryu wanted to see you."

the two of you exchange a look.

the whole way to the office, hyunjae is cracking jokes, and you can't help but laugh at his dumb antics.

"do you think mr. ryu knows we were having lewd affairs in the back of the library?" he feigns worry.

"will you shut up?" you huff, but you can't help a laugh from escaping your lips, and it only encourages him.

"you're not shy are you?" he inquires with an impish smile, just as the two of you arrive outside the office. he waves to the receptionist to let her know of your presence, and then continues. "i thought you liked that kind of thing. giving mixed signals here, y/n."

"you're such an idiot," you scoff, leaning your foot against the cinderblock wall behind you.

"your mom wasn't saying that last night," he quips with a self-satisfied smirk.

"my mom's dead." you deadpan. you're lying, of course. she's alive and probably watching tv in your parents' living room right about now.

"yeah, right. i overheard you talking about your mom like two weeks ago."

"worth a try," you respond airily, crossing your arms.

"y'know, funny enough, that's exactly what park eunyoung said to me last week when she was trying to convince me to sleep with her." he grins, and lightly kicks a loose rock with his foot as he takes a small step forward.

before you can think twice, the words are bubbling up from your throat. "hyunjae," you scoff. "you probably don't even know how to kiss a girl properly, much less fuck her."

oh, shit.

his expression changes and you regret the words as soon as they leave your mouth.

he takes a calculated step forward, and then another until he's well invading your personal bubble. you try to take a step back, but there's only wall. you're trapped between a rock and a hard place, quite literally.

you study his face closely, watching for any familiar expression to latch onto, but you find nothing. his usual playful grin is gone; the mischievous gleam that typically dances around his pupils is nowhere to be found.

regret prickles in your chest. is he actually angry? you can't tell; his expression is so uncharacteristically stony, you don't have a clue what's going on behind those eyes.

"i wouldn't say that to me." he finally speaks.

"why not?" you mean for it to come out a sharp retort, but it's far more shaky than intended.

his gaze flicks down to your neck.

in your peripheral vision, you see his hand rise from his side, and then you feel it press against the sensitive skin of your neck. his fingers wrap around it, far too gently to have any real effect, but just enough to send a message: he could if he wanted.

you swallow against his palm, eyes locked on his face.

his head tilts slightly, and his eyes finally meet yours again, and it becomes just a little harder to breathe. "you wanna fuck around and find out?"

the words themselves might've come off as terrifying had the context been different, or if it had been anyone who'd said them. but it was him, and that was a different story altogether.

your stomach sears with heat, despite your desperate attempts to will the feeling away.

a glint of something familiar shines in his gaze, and his mouth quirks up at the corner. "you like that, huh?"

you don't like the flush that creeps across your cheeks; not at all. because he's right, and you absolutely hate that.

the receptionist calls for you both through the open door of the guidance office, shattering the trance you're trapped in, and you shove him away. "no," you snap, hoping your voice isn't shaky, and stride into the office.

the receptionist smiles politely and motions towards a familiar closed door across the room. "you can head on in."

mr. ryu is sitting behind his desk, just as he had been the last time you were here.

you clear your throat, shoving down the memory of what just occurred outside the office.

"hello again, y/n. hyunjae." he offers a friendly smile and adjusts his position in the chair. "how's the library work coming along?"

"just fine," you swallow. "we've made a lot of progress."

"good to hear. i was worried the two of you would fight so much you wouldn't get any work done." he chuckles. "are you getting along well?"

in the beat of silence before you can think up a proper answer, hyunjae interjects. "oh, for sure."

without thinking, you glance over at him, and back is that oh-so-familiar grin that often rests on his face. mr. ryu shifts his eyes somewhere for just a moment, and hyunjae takes the opportunity to send you a cheeky wink.

it takes everything in you to not leap out of the chair, but you settle for scowling at him instead.

shithead.

"well, i'm glad to hear it." mr. ryu speaks again. "i just wanted to check on how things were going, since it's been quiet lately. you're free to go now. thanks for coming in,"

as the two of you make your way outside, hyunjae reaches to open the door from behind you and brushes your arm in the process. you bite down on your cheek so hard you taste iron.

there's that scent again. it lingers around your head like a halo, invading your senses and almost making you dizzy.

where he went, that sweet fragrance always followed.

where is he, then?

ah. there he is.

you can hear his breathy gasps. you can see the beads of sweat dripping down his jaw.

flashes.

he's there, and then he's not.

you can feel hands ghosting across your bare skin; his mouth on your collarbones. his fingers on your neck.

oh, god.

they tighten around your throat, pressing against the skin just under below your jaw.

oh, god.

his name spills out of your mouth like a wellspring, pouring over the edge, more and more.

you want more.

hyunjae.

your eyes fly open.

your ceiling fan whirrs quietly, its breeze catching strands of your hair and making them flutter.

your pajamas are wet with sweat, and there's a throbbing between your legs that makes your cheeks burn.

despite trying to push the dream out of your mind, it sticks in your brain like a parasite. someone mentions doing their laundry, and it pops into your head. there's a cartoon drawing of a bed in your textbook, and there the dream is again.

you accidentally snap a pencil in half when one of your classmates starts asking everyone what they had dreams about the night before, and wonder if the world is personally out to get you.

in the class you share with hyunjae, you've never sat so stiffly facing forward as you do today. you refuse to look at him, even in your peripheral vision, because you know exactly what will happen as soon you catch a glimpse of his face.

why hyunjae, of all people?

lost in thought, you don't notice that you've stabbed your pen into your notebook so hard that the ink is bleeding through the page, or the fact that class has ended.

"you okay, there?" a familiar voice asks, and you jump in your chair. hyunjae raises an eyebrow, laughing a little bit at your skittish behavior.

just as you expected, the moment your eyes land on his face, all you can think about is the dream, and your face begins to burn.

you look away, fearing that if you look at him too long, he'll be able to see right into your thoughts.

"mhm," you cough and gather your things, furiously shoving them into your backpack.

"y/n–" he starts, but you're already fleeing out the door to safety.

by the time four o'clock rolls around, you're confident you've steeled yourself for being alone with him for two hours. and then he pulls off his hoodie (and as a result half his shirt with it) and the last several hours of preparation go down the drain.

he glances over and your head snaps in the opposite direction, studying the cover of a random book so intently, you're convinced you can see its threads splitting as time passes.

"you're acting weird," he comments. "why are you acting weird?"

"i'm not acting weird," you respond, bite in your voice.

"you're definitely acting weird,"

"i'm not."

"you definitely are."

"no, i'm not!"

"is it something i did?"

you whirl around, a scowl on your face. "not everything is about you."

this definitely is, though.

he raises an eyebrow, and you try your best to ignore him.

after a long while of silence, you withdraw into your own thoughts and relax a bit. absentmindedly, your gaze flutters up and catches on his hands, gripping the book cart.

you swallow, lips parting.

a book slips out of your hands, tumbling to the floor with a loud thunk, and you jump.

"have a headache. going home," you mumble, and rush out of the library without another word.

you don't dream about him that night.

you shove down the disappointment in your chest, trying to convince yourself that you absolutely do not want to dream about him again. but when your friends invite you out to go drinking with them, you decline so you can go to bed early.

when sleep finally overtakes you, your sleep is anything but dreamless. upon waking, that familiar sheen of sweat drips down your thighs, and you don't answer jiwon when she asks why you're stuffing your sheets in the washing machine so aggressively.

the evening following the second dream – which is somehow worse than the first – a dozen of you from your floor go to the dining hall together. jiwon and younghoon are cuddling on the opposite end of the table, seoyeon is fighting with chanhee about something, and hyunjae sits across from you, laughing with kevin.

you stab your fork into your food, eyes locked on his stupid, dumb, idiot face. how can he be so carefree and unaffected when you're losing your mind?

saerom, another girl on your floor, appears at the end of the table with a big smile and a tupperware full of cupcakes. "hey, guys! it's my birthday today, so i made some cupcakes! any takers?"

of course, being college students, there's a chorus of "me!"'s and she makes her rounds, making sure everyone gets a cupcake. when she arrives at your chair, you shake your head with a polite smile. your appetite is ruined by your inner turmoil, and you can barely finish your lunch.

hyunjae, tasting a stripe of frosting off of his cupcake, shakes his head. "y/n, just try one." he pesters, and then, when you glare at him, adds: "you're no fun."

something in you snaps.

you reach forward, taking hold of his wrist with your fingers and pulling his hand towards you. confusion knits his eyebrows together.

and then you lean forward, sucking a dollop of frosting off his fingers, and the confusion morphs into realization.

his mouth hangs open, and it registers that the entire table has gone silent.

"mm," you hum, wiping the corner of your lips with your thumb. "tastes good."

your mouth quirks up at the corner in triumph, having finally given hyunjae a taste of his own medicine.

he stares at you, dumbfounded, hand still frozen and extended.

he blinks. withdraws his arm. "come here." he says, with an odd tone of voice.

you don't move.

he presses his tongue against his inner cheek. "y/n, come here."

you lick your lips nervously, now slightly regretting having acted out. "no."

he makes a move to get out of his chair and you bolt. the table you're at is in the back of the large, windowed room, and you make a beeline for the closest exit.

catapulting out the door and into the balmy, night air outside, you slow down, thinking you're safe. until you hear the door slam open behind you, and catch sight of hyunjae right on your heels. when you try to make a run for it, his fingers reach out, grabbing a fistful of your hair and dragging you right back to him.

the involuntary noise that leaves your lips is unholy.

his eyebrows shoot up at the sound, and your face flushes beet red. while he's still caught off-guard, you kick his shin as hard as you can and sprint down the sidewalk.

when you reach your dorm, you slam the door behind you, even though you know it's unlikely he followed you. breathing hard and legs shaking a little from running so hard, you make your way to your bedroom.

you come to the conclusion that the only way to avoid any more humiliation involving lee hyunjae is to avoid him, and therefore make a promise to yourself to stay far, far away from him for as long as possible.

and that's exactly what you do. if you see even a hint of that familiar haircut or hear that characteristic laugh, you're dashing in the opposite direction. you move your seat across the room from him in every class and bolt as soon as class ends.

and then there's the issue of library duty. the first day, you get out of by helping hayoung's club with decorating their clubroom. the second, you insist you have a horrible migraine and that you need to go home. the third day, you're running out of reasons not to show up– until jacob.

on wednesday, jacob bae transfers into your linguistics class and sits right beside you, wearing a friendly smile.

"hi," he beams, holding out his hand. "i'm jacob."

"nice to meet you," you dip your head.

during a partnered activity, the two of you chatter and realize how much you have in common, like your disdain for pancakes, or how you prefer to eat your pizza folded in half.

"i actually know a really great pizza place like half-an-hour from campus," he starts excitedly. "do you want to go there after class?"

you calculate the math in your head; class ends at 3:15. if it takes 30 minutes to get there, and you'll likely spend at least an hour there, probably more, and then the ride back will take 30 minutes...

you'll miss library duty.

you grin. "sure!"

the next week goes by smoothly. jacob lives in the dorm building next to yours, so the two of you end up walking to class or meeting up between classes often.

anytime you see hyunjae and jacob isn't around, you run for it. if he is, you link your arm through his and urge him to walk faster, coming up with some excuse that you feel like walking at a quicker pace.

you're sure you've settled into a foolproof routine, until that next friday.

do you consider yourself a good person? for the most part. unfortunately, you’re prone to making unwise decisions, and this is one of them.

you couldn’t do library duty, for god’s sake. close proximity to hyunjae for hours after your mortifying encounter the other night? you shudder at the thought. but then again, you needed those hours logged, and so the only solution you could think of that solved both issues was to forge them yourself.

this is the reason you wait for the guidance office receptionist to head to lunch, and then you sneak into mr. ryu’s office, where the library duty attendance logs are kept.

you would need to be quick, otherwise you’d have a lot more than just library duty to worry about.

you comb through mr. ryu’s desk drawers until you find one labelled with your name. just as you reach for it, a sudden voice makes you jump out of your skin.

“what are you doing?”

your head jerks up.

it’s hyunjae, and you honestly aren’t sure if that’s worse than it being a staff member.

your brows furrow. “hyunjae, what the hell are you doing in here?” you hiss.

“what are you doing in here?” he shoots back accusatorially, stepping further into the room.

you circle around the desk in an attempt to create more distance. “none of your business,” you snip.

“you’re trying to fake your library hours, aren’t you?” he sneers. “not happening. you’ll actually have to show up and face me.”

“just– leave me alone!”

“then leave the attendance records alone,”

you scowl at him, and he narrows his eyes right back.

the sound of the office door handle squeaking makes both of your heads whip around in panic.

“oh fuck, oh fuck–” you say, frantically looking around the room for somewhere to hide.

at the last second, hyunjae drags you into a tiny closet on the far right side of the room, closing the door just as the office door opens.

his hand covers your mouth, and you squirm in an attempt to get it off, but it only tightens his hold on you.

someone you assume is mr. ryu crosses the room to the desk, shuffling around papers as if looking for something. a moment later, his identity is confirmed when he answers a phone call.

“good afternoon!” he greets the person on the other end of the phone enthusiastically, and hyunjae takes advantage of the noise.

he puts his lips adjacent to your ears and drops his hand from your mouth. “why are you avoiding me?” he whispers, and you almost shiver.

you can feel his chest against your back, the tight space forcing contact, and his breath fanning over your neck.

you don’t move an inch, nor do you answer him.

“... sorry, you’re breaking up! say that again?” ryu’s voice filters through the closet door.

“y/n,” he breathes against your neck. “why are you avoiding me?”

“i’m not,” you manage to choke out, and you hear a quiet scoff.

“bullshit. you’ve skipped library duty for a week, and you run every time you see me.”

“will you shut up?” you hiss lowly.

“... no, i think it’s me!” there’s mr. ryu again, his voice almost a shout. “my office hasn’t been getting signal lately–!”

hyunjae’s arm wraps around the side of you, fingers taking a gentle hold of your jaw. “is it because you moaned when i touched you?”

your eyes widen.

ryu finally leaves the room, still shouting at his phone in an attempt to be heard, and shuts the door behind him.

you shove hyunjae off of you, rocketing out of the closet like a rogue firework.

“stop it!” you grit your teeth, backing away. “that is not what happened!”

he steps closer, eyes squinting. “let’s take a stroll down memory lane, shall we? first, you bait me by licking frosting off my fingers–”

“shut up,”

“–and then, when you run away and i try and stop you–”

“hyunjae, i’m fucking warning you–”

“–you moan like you’re bent over my–”

you lurch forward, propelled by rage, and swing at him, except he catches your wrist before you can make contact. you try with your other arm, and he does the same thing, leaving both arms helpless and you at his mercy.

you try to shrink back, but he refuses to give you any slack.

“let me go,” you growl at him.

his eyes narrow a little, and he forces you backward, still restraining your wrists, until your waist bumps against the front of ryu’s desk.

“why? so you can hit me again and run away?” he jibes, leaning forward. “not gonna happen. you’re not getting away this time.” the last line is said in a low voice, and every nerve in your body lights on fire.

“just admit it, y/n.”

“admit what?” you respond, trying to conjure any scraps of resistance left in you.

“admit you want me.”

you tilt your chin up defiantly. “i don’t.”

“oh, yeah?” his eyebrows quirk. “we’ll see about that.”

and then, fuck, he’s kissing you. he lifts you up onto the mahogany desk, one hand holding his weight, the other pulling your waist into him.

the kiss is furious, desperate, almost violent, as though if you don’t put your all into kissing him, the world will end right then and there.

you groan softly, and he smirks into the kiss.

“shut the fuck up,” you say breathily, the fabric of his sleeve bunching in your grip.

he forces his knee between your legs, forcing them apart, and you respond with a sharp inhale.

his tongue is in your mouth, and his hands are under your shirt, groping places that make you gasp, and it’s so, so good.

“oh, god.” you whine, your breathing quick and labored.

“not god,” hyunjae mumbles into your lips, like the little shit he is. “me,”

when hyunjae hauls you onto his lap in front of all your friends, eyebrows shoot up.

“you two..?” changmin asks, eyes shifting between you.

“you didn’t see that coming after that whole show in the dining hall?” seoyeon snickers.

“how did this—” jiwon motions between the two of you. “—even happen?”

hyunjae’s hand finds its way to your thigh, squeezing a little. “well, it started when y/n had a secret crush on me—”

you roll your eyes. “get fucked, hyunjae.”

“yeah, you did.” he grins, and you kick your heel against his leg as the group pipes up with a chorus of disgusted complaints.

he wasn’t wrong.

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✨SWALLOW YOUR WORDS – l.d.h.✨

pairing – lee donghyuck x female!reader

genre – smut | non-idol!au, enemies to lovers!au

warnings – switch!donghyuck, switch!reader, lap dance, cumming in pants, grinding, dry humping, cum eating, hair pulling (giving and receiving), spanking, mirror sex, protected sex (reader’s on the pill), degradation, dirty talk, bondage (belt), possessiveness (i guess?)

word count – 6.043 words

summary – it only took a couple of words to make the blood boil in your veins and being the competitive individual you are, you had to prove lee donghyuck, your all-time enemy, wrong.

note – not my best, probably could've done better, but oh well. also this was frkng hard to write, damn, and i may have changed things a bit? BUT, i think it's better like this so… hope you enjoy! btw, i got the idea while reading this, so go check it out –it's good–.

taglist – @prvncejxon, @iwishihadabettername

another friday night wasting your time at some random classmate’s party. you were everything but happy to be there. you didn’t even want to go there in the first place, only finding yourself sitting on the kitchen counter, drink in hand and an ugly scowl adorning your face, because of your annoying best friend.

“hey, i get it, you didn’t wanna come here when you could have been peacefully sleeping in the comfort of your room, but come on, at least try to have some fun. you’re already here anyway.” eunbin –aka your annoying best friend– said, pouting her lips in a failed attempt of looking cute.

you kind of felt bad for her, you suppose it wasn’t exactly easy to deal with your lazy ass. but still, she was supposed to love you and appreciate you just the way you were.

and most of the time she did, just not in this specific situation.

“this isn’t fun at all, i just wanna go home. there’s nothing in here for me at all.”

you brought the red plastic cup to your lips, taking a sip of the bitter liquid eunbin had mixed for you. you weren’t lying, there really wasn’t anything that would make you want to stay, only a few friends of yours getting drunk somewhere in the big house you were currently in.

“come on, please, stay for me,” eunbin fake cried, and for a moment you thought she was going to give up and let you go. “in a bit the guys are gonna play something fun! we should join them, please?” as her last resort, she looked at you with puppy eyes. she was playing dirty and she knew it, you both knew you couldn’t resist them.

giving in with an exasperated sigh, you jumped off the counter to get yourself another drink from the bar in the living room. you were minding your own business until you heard him, the last person you wanted to see at the moment.

“so, i’m telling you guys, she was literally begging me to fuck her, she even moaned while sucking me off–,” donghyuck’s obnoxious voice filled your ears, making you roll your eyes. he was surrounded by a couple of other guys you didn’t know so well but were sure you had seen them before around campus hanging out with him.

“shut up already, dongdong, no one wants to hear it.” you interrupted, walking past him and towards the half empty bottle of vodka on the bar counter.

the group of boys stopped abruptly, all of them turning to look at you, ready for the scene that was going to take place in matter of minutes. donghyuck’s attention also turned to you, biting back a triumphant smirk with a raised eyebrow. he could see past you so he didn’t mind the mocking nickname you used; he could tell you were trying to irritate him enough to make him go away. but he wasn’t going anywhere anytime soon. he had been eyeing you all night, trying to find ways to get under your skin to catch your attention. and finally, after staying at a safe distance for a while to not spark suspicions, he got what he wanted.

“why so feisty, babe.” the cocky smirk he gave you just made your blood boil, the growing desire to punch it off his pretty face only getting stronger the more you stared at him.

“don’t you get tired of talking shit all day?” you barked, eyes trained on his body while pouring yourself a good amount of alcohol.

you were certainly going to need a lot of liquid courage to get through the night.

“you boast about girls begging for you but i think you’re just trying to hide the fact that you’re the one who has to beg to get laid.”

“i don’t beg, baby.” you rolled your eyes and muttered a ‘sure’. “also, if you’re jealous of me fucking other girls you just had to say it. i wouldn’t be against giving it to you instead.” the stupid wink he threw at you made your body shake in anger, already fed up with the conversation.

“you wish, asshole.”

“actually, i do.”

donghyuck was so fucking annoying, always teasing you and never leaving you alone. your personalities clashed constantly resulting in fights filled with screams and curses, sometimes to the extent of interrupting the class and getting the two of you kicked out of it. he enjoyed watching you struggle and suffer due to his awful pranks, so you were his favorite target. you couldn’t even have a proper date with anyone because he made sure to mess it up either by scaring the crap out of the guy or sabotaging your plans. he almost completely ruined your love life and cockblocked you forever.

you did not get along and everyone knew it.

although eunbin thought it was pure sexual tension and you just needed to get your frustrations off of you with a good fuck.

it wasn’t though.

or was it?

“let’s go hang out with the guys,” your best friend nudged your arm excitedly and you sighed, not feeling like playing anything with them. every time you decided to give in and take part in ‘something fun’ with the guys, it always ended up with you either in trouble or scarred for life.

you had a bad feeling about this all.

“ugh, fine.” she cheered and pulled you through the crowd of drunk people until you reached the basement.

the sound of laughter and screams drowned the music blasting upstairs, there were empty bottles of alcohol sprawled all over the floor and tables and a circle of people in the middle of the room. both of you joined the group with you sitting between eunbin and mark, a close friend of yours that you sadly shared with donghyuck. while you casually chatted and played around with the boy, happily laughing the night away, you could feel a pair of eyes burn holes into your skull. you didn’t have to look up to know who those eyes belonged to, as said person wasn’t even trying to dissimulate.

and by said person you meant donghyuck.

donghyuck hated the way you leaned on mark’s body, how you let his friend rest his head on top of yours and wrap his arm around your waist.

he was jealous, really jealous of your close friendship with the older boy.

mark and you had been friends for a long time now and you could even consider him your best friend, so you were comfortable around each other. you usually hugged, held hands and cuddled, he was used to you wearing his clothes –half of your closet were stolen hoodies that once belonged to him–, he even had a spare change of clothes in his room just in case you decided to drop by for an improvised sleepover. so it wasn’t surprising when sometimes when the two of you hung out on your own, people –even your friends in common– mistook you as a couple.

and the idea of you two dating made donghyuck feel sick to the stomach.

“we’re playing truth or dare, who wants to start?” seoyeon, one of your friends, spoke while looking around for someone to volunteer.

“i’ll go.” lucas raised his hand and everyone nodded, not minding.

the game went smoothly for a while and eventually, the more alcohol everybody drank, the crazier things got. mark ended up getting dared to lick whipped cream off of yuta’s chest and xiaojun had to cross-dress and dance on a table. everything was fine, you hadn’t been picked by anyone yet so you were pretty much having fun just enjoying the show.

until someone called your name.

“y/n, truth or dare?” jaehyun asked with a smirk.

he had an evil glint on his eyes making you feel suspicious. you knew you couldn’t choose truth or else everyone would make fun of you for being a pussy. and jaehyun just knew you well enough to know you weren’t going to let that happen.

you weren’t one to back down.

still, the way he stared at you made an uneasy feeling settle in your stomach.

what could he possibly have in mind?

“dare.”

seems like your gut feeling was right after all.

“give hyuck a lap dance,” jaehyun said immediately after the words left you mouth, making everyone in the room shake, some in excitement and some –you– in anger. donghyuck wasn’t expecting to take part in the dare, but he really wasn’t complaining either. “thank me later babe,” his shit-eating grin only adding fuel to the fire.

fuck.

just as eunbin, donghyuck could sense the sexual tension. and unlike you, he acknowledged it.

but for him it wasn’t just that.

you two had known each other –or at least acknowledged each other's existence– for a few years now, since high school. he was forced to see you almost every day at school, so, naturally, fondness for you started growing slowly in his chest. but it wasn’t until you both left for college that your ‘enemies’ label was established.

and if someone thought he may possibly like you, they were damn right.

he did.

it all started during freshman year, when he tried to befriend you during one of the classes you shared. you seemed irritated by his advances and wanted him away from you, so after a few attempts of softening your heart, he resolved that the only way to stay close to you was annoying the hell out of you.

childish? yeah. he cared? not really.

“come here, babe.” donghyuck tongued the inside of his cheek, a smirk forming on his lips. as he saw the grim look on your face, he sprawled his legs, patting his toned thigh invitingly, eager to get things started.

the look jaehyun gave you had ‘you’re not backing down, are you?’ written all over.

“shit, i hate jaehyun, why did he have to do me dirty like that?” you mumbled angrily to eunbin and she just laughed, finding the situation way funnier than you.

“maybe tonight won’t be as boring as you thought? maybe you’ll end up getting laid.” she wiggled her eyebrows suggestively and you only scoffed, “shut up, dumbass.”

“why did you have to do me like that, huh?!” you almost screamed at the older, taking a mental note to beat him up later. he just shrugged and threw you a wink, “asshole.”

mark patted your back to help you relax, he could see you weren’t exactly happy about your dare.

“come on, which song would you like, my lady?” lucas asked, scrolling through his spotify for suiting songs.

“or nah!” yangyang answered before you could even open your mouth. just as you were about to ask for a less sexual song, cheering erupted through the room.

everyone was pumped, adrenaline running through their veins and pushing them to do stupid stuff they would probably regret the next day after waking up hungover. and things just took a rather interesting turn, so they obviously were excitedly awaiting the next series of events.

yay, more stupid memories to regret later.

on the other hand, donghyuck was as doomed as you. he knew the song well, he knew the lyrics by heart but what he didn’t know was if he could control himself with you basically dry humping him in front of a bunch of people to the rhythm of it.

he wasn’t sure it was a great idea.

as soon as you got up to complete the dare, you heard cheering and clapping. and you weren’t going to lie, you wanted to throw yourself out of a window.

breathing deeply in an attempt of relaxing to just get it over with, you made your way towards donghyuck until you were standing a few feet in front of him.

as the music started playing, you started moving. running your finger on the surface of his clothed shoulder, you walked slowly around him, like a predator circling its prey. he tried not to follow your movements, already getting anxious by your closeness and nervously waiting for your next move.

i’ma smoke this joint then i’ma break you off.

i’d be lying if i said you ain’t the one.

you pushed his legs open and settled between them. your hands rubbed his thighs teasingly, fingers drawing closer to his crotch but not quite getting there. you took your sweet time feeling him up, softly scratching his strong arms and leaving red trails behind. donghyuck was so into it, enjoying the sight of you kneeling before him so much that his pants were already starting to feel tight.

heard you not the type that you take home to mom.

is we fuckin’ when we leave the club or nah?

i ain’t spendin’ cash for nothin’ i wanna see you take it off.

and oh how he wanted to see you take it off. all night he couldn’t take his eyes off of your figure, you looked really good in the outfit eunbin had chosen for you.

so good it was almost making him drool.

you sat on his lap, hands going to caress his toned chest and stomach. it was well-known that donghyuck exercised frequently, but it still surprised you. he felt so good you had to bite your lip to prevent a sound from coming out.

when you shifted to sit closer to him, his hands flew to your hips and you could tell his intention was to move them lower to grope your ass, but you weren’t having it.

do you like the way i flick my tongue or nah?

you can ride my face until you’re drippin’ cum.

“if you try to touch me again, i’ll tie you up,” you said with a sweet smile plastered on your face, grabbing him by the wrists and harshly dropping them away from you. donghyuck let out a startled gasp at that, obviously not expecting your attitude. with his hands twitching to grasp anything, he went to grip tightly the sides of the chair.

can you lick the tip then throat the dick or nah?

can you let me stretch that pussy out or nah?

your hips ground against his crotch at such a slow pace that donghyuck was having trouble not pushing you down on him faster. he was getting embarrassingly hornier as seconds passed and wanted nothing more than to fuck you right then and there, even with his friends’ eyes on you both.

donghyuck tried so hard to restrain himself from touching you. he wasn’t one to follow orders, but he tried just for you, he really did.

i’m not the type to call you back tomorrow.

but the way you wrappin’ ‘round me is a prob.

and everything was fine until you kissed him. synchronized gasps filled the room, the sudden show of affection confusing everybody. not even your intoxicated self could understand what the hell were you doing nor who you were doing it with. his breath got stuck in his throat, heart thumping against his chest at an alarming rate. his hands almost tried to bring you closer, but he realized what he was doing on time to stop himself.

he finally broke down when your mouth sucked on his tongue, making his hips grind up against yours unconsciously as his hands grabbed you by your waist, pressing your body flush against his.

that was it.

“you asked for it,” your movements came to a stop as you took off your black leather belt, sticking to your threat of tying him up if he didn’t quit it.

pussy so good, i had to save that shit for later.

took her to the kitchen, fucked her right there on the table.

“oh shit,” donghyuck stirred under you trying to get out of the situation.

this couldn’t be happening.

“no, please,” he whimpered as you fastened the belt until it was wrapped tightly around his wrists, locking his arms behind his back. your audience was unable to hold in their surprise, some mouths falling open. he fought against the restraints to no avail, desperate to free himself, “please, let me go,” he cried out quietly, not wanting the other occupants in the room to hear him.

“stop complaining or else i’ll also gag you,” you spat harshly in his ear, done with his attitude, and he swallowed hard. as you nibbled on his lobe, you felt a strong sense of confidence. it made your chest swell in pride to see the usual big mouth jerk with a smug grin constantly attached to his face falling apart under your touch.

seems like he was the one to beg, after all.

you moved your hips to the rhythm of the music, making sure to press harder against the sensitive tip of his cock, which was already leaking precum. although you weren’t an expert, you’d given a fair share of lap dances, so you knew what you were doing.

and donghyuck could certainly tell.

don’t play with a boss, girl take it off.

take it for a real one.

you gon’ get it all.

“whose bitch are you now, huh?” donghyuck couldn’t speak properly, way too hot and bothered for his brain to come up with any smart-ass response.

you tsked disapprovingly at his lack of response.

“when i ask you a question, you answer.” your fingers tangled in his hair and with a harsh tug you forced him to look up. donghyuck was dazed, lips swollen from you biting on them, eyes glassy from arousal, and mind clouded with lust.

“yours.” he whimpered quietly, forgetting momentarily about your audience.

“good boy.”

you loved how easy it was for you to break him and leave him wanting more, to have him so putty in your hands. specially since hearing comments of other female classmates about donghyuck teasing them almost till the brim of tears was part of your day-to-day life. it felt like you were getting revenge for all of them, so you were enjoying it a lot more than anyone could imagine.

your plump lips trailed down the length of his neck, leaving wet kisses along his honey-like skin, and he threw his head back to give you more access. as you licked, sucked and bit the flesh, donghyuck could hear his heartbeat loud over the music. he usually wouldn’t let a girl suck hickeys on his skin, but the idea of you marking him while everyone watched was rather exciting.

he swore the seconds passed slower than usual. you were just halfway through the song but he didn’t know if he could survive any longer.

donghyuck felt light-headed and painfully aroused, and he wasn’t going to last long if you kept kissing him and moving your hips the way you were.

“i’ma go as far as you let me,” your movements became slower to tease him, making the poor boy want to cry in agony. his jeans felt way too tight to be comfortable and he hoped everyone could just leave you two alone to take it off.

“shit, please,” donghyuck’s eyes closed, head falling forward and hanging low as drops of sweat slid down his forehead. the room felt like an oven and he didn’t know if it was a result of the significant amount of people in such a small space, the alcohol, his choice of clothing or your body pressed closely against his.

probably the latter.

girl, is you sucking me or fucking me or nah?

can i bring another bitch? let’s have a threesome.

“keep saying you’re a freak, you gon’ prove it or nah?” you quietly sang along, pulling his face closer by his hair and grinding down on him harder.

donghyuck was going crazy, he had never expected you to be so sexy, to behave so dirtily. but he loved it, and by the prominent tent in his pants, everybody could tell he was in for the ride of his life.

you’s a ride-or-die chick, you with this shit or nah?

say you not a side bitch, you all-in or nah?

you gon’ make them eggs cheesy with them grits or nah?

you brought him in for a hot kiss that left his head spinning.

donghyuck was growing restless as his climax neared, he was so close he could almost taste it. he couldn’t remember when the last time he got so close to cumming only from some teasing was.

everything was happening so quickly he wasn’t able to stop himself before giving in to the pleasure.

“h-holy fuck,” with a shaky moan that you swallowed, donghyuck shot his load, staining the crotch of his dark jeans. you could feel the wetness seeping through the piece of clothing and dampening your bottoms. his hips gave a few more sloppy thrusts, legs shaking weakly and cock twitching from the confines of his jeans, before falling limp on the chair.

or nah.

as the song ended, he came down from his high. you freed him from the iron grip of your belt, the skin on his wrists was red and slightly swollen. you may have tightened it too much in the heat of the moment, but you weren’t apologizing after giving him probably the best orgasm of his life.

the bewildered expression on his face quickly turned grim as it hit him.

he came in his pants like a fucking teenager.

in a room full of people.

in front of his friends, yours and you.

his friends stood there, both confused and surprised to see donghyuck so affected by your touch. nobody had expected things to end the way they did.

“damn, are you okay my man?” johnny asked, laughing at his friend’s flustered state.

“shut up,” donghyuck answered bitterly. he shot up from his seat, grabbing your hand and shoving you inside the nearest bathroom in the house. he didn’t even care to cover the wet spot on his pants, walking with his chin up and a scowl plastered on his face.

and blame it on how riled up you had gotten from the feeling of his hard dick pressing against your needy pussy, but damn, he looked good.

“i wanna go next!” hendery spoke excitedly. you couldn’t tell if he was just messing with you or if he actually wanted you to give him a lap dance too. either way, it made your lips turn upwards in a smug grin.

once you both made it to the bathroom, he locked the door before pushing you against it, back pressed flush into the hard piece of wood. the ambience took a 180 turn, your confidence faltered slightly at the sight of his angry form.

“you think it’s funny, yeah?” he hummed angrily in your ear. “you think i’d let you do whatever you want and embarrass me in front of my friends just because you feel like it without payback?” the look on his eyes getting darker as the words left his mouth.

“if so, oh baby, you were so wrong.”

trying to test him, you decided to answer.

“you’re all bark and no bite, what else am i supposed to think?” you smirked devilishly when you saw him clench his jaw.

“you’re gonna regret being a brat,” his slender fingers wrapped themselves around your waist and with a harsh tug, he pulled you closer to attack your lips, biting and sucking on them, making your legs wobbly. he tasted sweet and bitter at the same time, probably from the liquor he had been drinking all night, and you couldn’t seem to get enough. his lips were soft and plush as they mingled with yours, teeth roughly clashing and tongues fighting for dominance, “am i?”

donghyuck hissed through his teeth as he unbuckled his pants, letting his cum-covered shaft spring free. he was already hard and you unconsciously rubbed your thighs together to ease some of the tension building up between them. his hand shot to your throat, tightening his grip until you couldn’t breathe properly, before forcing you on your knees.

donghyuck tapped his hard and heavy cock on your lips a couple of times before speaking. “open up, slut,” and you did as you were told, parting your lips and poking your tongue out, waiting for him to slide in.

but he didn’t.

he wanted you to lick him clean, he wanted to see you do as he said, follow his orders like a good girl without complaints.

“clean the mess you’ve done. now.”

the harsh tone of his voice sent a wave of arousal straight to your core. your hands immediately shot up to grab a hold of his length, but before you got too close he stopped you. confusion was written all over your face and for a moment you worried he had changed his mind.

“no hands, i want you to work on it only with that dirty mouth of yours.”

with your hands gripping onto his thighs, your tongue swiped from the base to the head of his cock, eagerly licking him clean. once you had swallowed every drop of his cum, your mouth took him whole, hollowing your cheeks, one hand massaging his balls. donghyuck threw his head back as yours bobbed at a rapid pace, the tip of his cock reaching the back of your throat as you swallowed around him.

when he was about to cum, he pulled away from your mouth, making you whine at the loss. wrapping his hand once again around your throat like a beautiful necklace, he forced you up on your feet. he turned you around before pulling you closer by a rough tug. your clothed ass pressed against his dick, a mixture of his arousal and your saliva wetting the cloth. your hips ground back to both tease him, desperate to feel something, anything. his hands went to the front of your jeans, rubbing his fingers over your clothed clit and a whimper fell from your lips.

“more, i need more,” you pleaded, the barrier of clothes making the feeling less pleasurable.

he surprisingly complied without resistance, dipping the digits under the restricting cloth. a deep groan vibrated against the side of your neck when he felt the wetness that had been gathering inside your panties since your dare.

“look at you, so damn wet,” his mouth watered at the feeling of your needy heat. at this point, donghyuck knew everyone had an idea of what you two could possibly be doing, and although he would enjoy returning the favour by eating you out to his heart’s content, there wasn’t enough space nor time to do so comfortably. but he swore he would make it up to you some time.

“for who is it, baby?” the answer was obvious, but still, he wanted to hear it directly from you. he inserted one long finger until it was knuckles deep inside of you and you let out a squeak, head falling back onto his shoulder.

“for you donghyuck, all for you.”

“that’s right, slut, only i can make you that wet, only i can touch you like this. you’re mine, don’t forget that,” he inserted a second finger and pumped them deeply into you.

“yes,” you breathed out softly, too far gone to fight back with a snarky remark.

although his fingers felt good and you could possibly –with a bit of an effort– cum just from them, you still wanted more. you wanted to feel the nice stretch of his cock tearing your walls apart.

“please, donghyuck.”

“what do you want?”

donghyuck knew what you wanted. fuck, he wanted it too, so bad. he had been waiting for an opportunity like this for a long time and now that he could finally have it, he was going to make the best out of it.

“fuck me,” your core ached to be filled so you swallowed your pride and spoke out.

“condom?”

“we don’t need it, i’m on the pill,” you rushed, stomach twisting and turning in excitement, “please, just fuck me.”

donghyuck’s eyes turned darker, lust clouding both of your minds with the only desire to fuck each other stupid. he pulled down your jeans so they were pooling on your ankles and went back to pump his fingers inside you to make sure you were ready to take him. as he entered you, you had to lean on the sink in front of you to hold yourself up or else you would have faceplanted the mirror.

“you feel so good, fuck, so fucking tight,” donghyuck growled when he was balls deep in you.

whimpers fell from your lips from the delicious stretch of his thick cock. after a few seconds of you adjusting to his size, you backed your ass into his hips to let him know you wanted him to move. he gave a couple of thrusts to test the waters before picking up his pace and you gripped the sides of the sink as he pounded into you. his mouth worked on your neck while you brought one of his hands under your shirt to play with your breasts.

“such a pretty sight, don’t you think?” he tugged harshly at your hair to force you to look at your reflection on the mirror, thrusts never faltering.

your makeup was ruined; lipstick smeared messily all over your lips from the hot make-out session, neck full of bruises donghyuck left to claim you, shirt pulled above your breasts displaying your puckered nipples while one of his big hands grabbed your boob as they bounced with every hard snap of his hips.

“you have no idea how many times i had to control myself not to pounce on you,” his eyes never left your quivering reflection, completely in love with the way your frame molded with his, “every single time you couldn’t keep that pretty little mouth of yours closed and all i wanted to do was shut you up with my cock.”

“f-fuck,” his thrusts turned rougher as his free hand wrapped around your neck, tightening his grip and amplifying the mind-blowing sensations he was giving you.

your asscheeks slapped against his hips, which drilled against you at an unhuman pace, hitting the right spots with every snap and making your eyes roll to the back of your head. you couldn’t keep your mouth shut, loud moans threatening to fall from your lips so you slapped your palm over your mouth to muffle your sounds.

“don’t, i want to hear you,” he gave a particularly hard thrust to try and draw a sound out of you, “i want you to be so loud that all of our friends know what we’re doing, i want them to know how good i’m making you feel.”

specially mark.

but he wasn’t going to tell you that.

“h-hyuck,” you couldn’t hold back the broken moan that fell from your lips, pleasure overtaking your body. your hands gave in and you almost fell forward, but donghyuck reacted sooner and pulled you by your hair, holding you up.

“address me properly, brat,” he growled in your ear. you felt a hard slap on your ass, the skin of the abused area stinging from the impact.

“i’m sorry… fuck, donghyuck,” your cries went straight to his dick, urging him to fuck you harder. he kneaded the flesh soothingly before spanking it again and again until you could make out the imprint of his big hand on your asscheek.

“f-faster, please,” you pleaded in a whine and he tsked, shaking his head, “such a greedy little slut.”

“what would everyone think of you if they could see you so eagerly taking my cock, mm?” donghyuck hummed, “begging for me to fuck you until you can’t walk properly?

shocks of pleasure shot through you, his dirty talk helping you reach your release faster than you anticipated. his grip on you was so tight you were sure you were going to be sore the next day. your moans turned pornographic as you neared your release, your walls squeezed around donghyuck to the point he was unable to move, so he started drawing circles over your sensitive clit to help you get off.

“let go, baby.”

and soon, his touch threw you over the edge, causing your body to shake and a broken moan to fall from your lips, legs weak as your whole weight only relied on your arms for support. he followed shortly after, grunting as he filled you up with his warm and sticky essence.

as he pulled out, a mixture of your slick juices and his seed leaked from your abused hole, dripping down your inner thighs. his fingers slid over to gather the drops of cum and opposite to your assumption, he didn’t push it back inside of you but brought the digits to your face, waiting for you to open your mouth.

“suck.”

and you did, eyes locked with his through the mirror as your tongue swirled around his fingers to lick them clean.

“fuck,” donghyuck sighed, “i didn’t know you were so dirty, sweetheart.”

and the teasing comes back.

“do you want me to remind you how i made you cum in your pants back there in a room full of people?” you rolled your eyes in disbelief and he just let out a breathy laugh.

“whatever. either way, even if they didn’t have the pleasure of fucking you or at least seeing you get fucked, they surely could hear you from how loud you were screaming my name.”

“good thing mark now knows who you belong to,” the words slipped out of his mouth before he could think and both of you shared a look of pure shock.

“did you just mention mark?”

“…no?”

“you did! what the fuck? were you jealous of mark?” you asked, eyes wide as you remembered the disgusted look on his face when you and mark got too touchy with each other during the game.

“i am jealous of mark.”

“what? why?”

“oh my god, you’re so dense.”

“shut up, i’m not.”

“yes, you are. i like you dumbass, that’s fucking why. why wouldn’t i be jealous if you two act like you’re dating but always deny it when questioned? i can give you my hoodies, i can cuddle you and hold your hand, i can spoil you with cute stuff. i can be your boyfriend, it doesn’t have to be him.”

everything was so weird.

you were supposed to be enemies for fucks sake.

but he looked cute with pouty lips.

“well, you sure have got a damn weird way of demonstrating it.”

“shut up, okay?” donghyuck snapped, done with trying to get you to shut the fuck up. “i just didn’t know how to approach you or talk to you at all, alright?” he sighed, a scowl forming on his face. “you always seem to be angry when i’m around.” the change in his voice shocked you, it was much softer now, as if he was afraid of you hearing it.

“hey, don’t beat yourself for it, alright?” you sighed, feeling bad for being so mean to him for no reason. because you really didn’t have a reason. whenever you weren’t at each other’s throats and you got time to observe him from afar, you saw how caring he was with his friends, even if most of the time he annoyed the crap out of them.

donghyuck actually seemed like a good guy… if you ignored his teasing.

maybe you didn’t hate him as much as you thought.

“so, would you be my-,”

suddenly, the sound of banging on the door resonated through the room.

“are you done already? i need to pee.”

you quickly fixed your clothes, embarrassed by the presence of someone outside the door waiting for you and donghyuck to get out and momentarily forgetting about the boy’s proposal. just as you were about to open the door and get yourself the fuck out of the situation, his arms wrapped around your waist to pull you closer and whisper to your ear in a way you could feel your panties get damp once again.

“we’re not done yet, princess.”

–lia:)

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❝ 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘶𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 ❞

welcome to the second collab i’m hosting, the theme for this collab is fantasy books!

as always, you can write about any idol that you want, as long as it is set in the world of a fantasy book. it can be any book of your choice, as long as it’s got fantasy elements.

examples:

✒︎ harry potter

✒︎ shadowhunters

✒︎ a court of thornes and roses

✒︎ game of thrones

✒︎ the folk of the air

✒︎ serpent & dove

if your chosen book has a tv/movie adaptation you can also gather inspiration from that universe.

If you would like to join this collab please send me (@daybreakx) a DM.

DUE DATE: MAY 2022**

𝘿𝙍𝙊𝙋 𝙊𝙐𝙏 𝘿𝘼𝙏𝙀: JANUARY 2022.

you can post your fic whenever you want, as long as it is within that time frame.

𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒 & 𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒

there’s 15 slots (mine is #16), but if there’s more people interested i will open up to 20.

since it’s open for the kpop writing community in general, you can write about whoever you want (bg/gg, soloist, etc). But only one slot is allowed per idol, please check the updates.

only two writers are allowed to write about the same book.

First come, first serve basis.

**take this into consideration when joining, I personally believe it’s enough time, however we can adjust dates.

discord is required for communication.

the length of the writing must be at least 1k words, no word limit.

your story can be about any pairing (or no pairing at all).

nsfw content is permitted as long as you add the according warnings. (do not write overly triggering and inappropiate stuff such as non con, dub con, pedophilia, etc.)

do NOT write smut/suggestive content for minor idols nor if you’re a minor.

if you want to drop out, please message me. no questions asked and no hard feelings.

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(15/16)

♛ nct yuta — Percy Jackson — @127-mile

♛ fromis_9 nagyung — harry potter — @lee-seoyeon

♛ victon hanse — percy jackson — @kpoppinandlockin

♛ twice jeongyeon — the cruel prince — @subways-stuff

♛ red velvet joy — game of thrones — @pollenat

♛ ateez seonghwa — the hobbit — @fciryhj

♛ sf9 rowoon — the hunger games — @moonbaesic

♛ exo suho — the red queen — @taemin-jaemin

♛ nct haechan — cinder — @starryskiee

♛ skz chan — the darkest minds — @crispy-chan

♛ bts v — a court of thorns and roses — @hanversace

♛ the boyz juyeon — the cruel prince — @bermudas

♛ the boyz sunwoo — twilight — @staynoonaz9290

♛ seventeen s.coups — harry potter — @sbnchaos

♛ astro cha eunwoo — legend — @daybreakx

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closedafterdark · 4 years

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Your fromis stuff is so good. Since I've never seen it any chance we could get a Seoyeon smut, getting fucked in front of someone, maybe one of her bandmates?

"Thanks for having us over, oppa”

“Yeah, we haven’t seen Saerom unnie since you two moved in together”

Lee Seoyeon and Lee Chaeyoung were younger friends of your girlfriend and two people you have gotten close to while dating Saerom.

“Nothing hits the spot like a good beer” Seoyeon said after she grabbed a can from your fridge and drank a generous amount. She let out a satisfying hum, burping loudly as she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.

“Gross! Can’t you behave? We’re guests here at oppa and Saerom unnie’s place” Chaeyoung said to Seoyeon, nudging her.

The two of them were bickering on your couch while you smiled and sat on one of the adjacent lounge chairs. Seoyeon’s husky voice was something you were always fond of. Chaeyoung was extremely playful, but there to listen whenever you needed someone to talk to. You were thankful both accepted you into their friend group.

“Oppa, can I explore the apartment?” Chaeyoung asked.

“Sure, but there isn’t much to see. Saerom and I are going to go shopping in a few days”

“Can we come?” Chaeyoung asked in an excited tone.

“Sure” you laughed. “But wouldn’t it be too boring for you guys?”

“Oppa! Chaeng and I have a good eye for interior design. Saerom unnie was helpless without us”

“Wow your bedroom is so big, oppa!” Chaeyoung said from inside.

“Oppa, what’s this?” she asked, holding up a large pink phallic shaped device.

“Dummy, that’s unnie’s vibrator!” Seoyeon said, grabbing it. “Oppa, why would Saerom unnie need this when you two live together?”

“I, uh...”

“You dummy” Chaeyoung said, pushing Seoyeon’s head down. “It’s not like they have sex every single waking moment. Right?”

Both women look at you, wide eyed.

“I don’t really feel comfortable talking about this with you guys...”

“Oh come on, oppa. We’re all adults here. How is Saerom unnie like in bed?”

“Not you too, Chaeng?”

Chaeyoung looked at you, blushing before turning away.

“I’m kinda curious. Her body is so nice and she was popular amongst the guys”

The air condition turned on thanks to the automatic timer. You feel the cold breeze fill the room as both women continued to stare.

“Does she know what you like in bed like I do?” Seoyeon suddenly asked.

“What are you talking about?” Chaeyoung asked.

Seoyeon shot you a knowing look. You pleaded with your eyes for Seoyeon not to say anything, she simply smiled and mouthed that it would be alright.

“Oppa and I... hooked up before he began dating Saerom unnie”

Chaeyoung gasped.

“We never made things official. Just... whenever one of us needed to relieve stress, the other came right away”

Seoyeon flashed you a look you knew all too well. From both her and Saerom. Chaeyoung had a suspicion what was going on which was confirmed by Seoyeon’s next statement.

“I have been feeling stressed out lately. Why don’t we burn it off, for old time’s sake?”

“S-Saerom’s gonna be home soon” you stuttered.

“Shh, it’s okay oppa. I’m sure you’ll feel real good after”

“I think I should leave...” Chaeyoung said.

“Where are you going?” Seoyeon asked in her charming husky voice. “Why don’t you stay... and watch”

Chaeyoung’s eyes widen as she suddenly began to choke on her own spit.

“What? That’s pretty weird don’t you think?”

“Nonsense, I’m sure oppa wouldn’t mind. Plus, you talked about wanting to have more experiences pleasuring a guy”

Seoyeon gets up from the couch and stands in front of you. Tilting your head up by placing a hand under your chin, you see her warm smile before she begins kissing you softly. Her lips smack against yours, you taste the faint trace of beer and strawberry lip gloss. She suddenly takes control, shoving her tongue inside your mouth as it asserts dominance.

She removes your tank top, throwing it onto Chaeyoung’s lap before getting on her knees in front of you. Seoyeon takes her time in untying your joggers, before yanking them and your boxer briefs downwards. She traces the tip of your cock with her finger, smiling as she feels it twitch from her touch. The cool air feels nice on your extremely hard erection. She kisses your tip before discarding your remaining clothes at a different part of the room.

You both hear a gasp and turn to see where it was coming from. Chaeyoung’s mouth was wide open as Seoyeon shoots a naughty smirk at her. Not wanting to wait any longer, Seoyeon starts at the base of your cock and licks upwards.

“That feels good” you moaned, watching as she gave you slow flicks with her tongue. She takes her time in order to lather your cock nicely. Stroking you in concurrence with her tongue, Seoyeon draws circles on your tip. Precum began leaking out of your slit, which she happily consumes. Once she’s assured your cock is fully erect, she takes it in her mouth. Her extremely soft lips wrap around your head and form an airtight seal. You look over at Chaeyoung and see that her eyes have not left your cock.

“His cock is really nice, isn’t it?” Seoyeon asked Chaeyoung while stroking you, smiling sweetly at her.

All Chaeyoung could do is nod, a bit nervous at how the whole situation unfolded. Seoyeon kisses your tip before bringing you back inside her warm mouth. She strokes you while sucking on your tip and a few inches. Seoyeon massages your balls, remembering you enjoyed the feeling the first time you two had sex. You accidentally came too quickly, which left you embarrassed but Seoyeon found rather sweet. It seemed the whole room was entertained watching Seoyeon orally pleasure you, as Chaeyoung stuck a hand down her shorts and began rubbing herself.

Seoyeon’s hand withdraws from your shaft as she begins taking you fully in her mouth. You feel your tip reach the back of her throat as she begins bobbing her head up and down with ease. Your cock is getting drenched by the saliva she pooled in her mouth. Chaeyoung’s soft moans could be heard as she looked on in amazement at Seoyeon sucking your cock and deepthroating you.

You tilted your head back on the lounge chair as your hands run through Seoyeon’s wavy black hair.

“Fuck... Seoyeon, that feels so good. Just as I remembered”

She always did give you extremely sloppy and wet blowjobs. She loved seeing her saliva drip from your cock. Her tongue flicks on the underside of your head, every bob of her head providing you with the feeling of pure ecstasy. When you two used to be friends with benefits, Seoyeon loved teasing you. Her blowjobs were extremely slow, lust filled. She especially loved edging you. But with Chaeyoung watching, she had to put on a show. She wanted you to remember why no one could give blowjobs better than she can.

“That looks... pretty good” Chaeyoung moaned.

Seoyeon is unable to respond, her mouth stuffed with cock as your balls collide with her chin.

“Seoyeon’s had a lot of practice... She hasn’t lost her touch”

Seoyeon’s blowjob skills have constantly been increasing ever since the first time she gave you one. During your unofficial relationship, she made sure to suck your cock everywhere she could: hotel rooms, various restrooms, lingerie dressing rooms, a few beaches.

One time, Seoyeon sucked your cock at the outdoor pool of the hotel you two were staying at during a weekend getaway. You were scared people might see, but Seoyeon was able to curl her body tight enough that you could cover her with a blanket. You almost got caught when you came in her mouth as the poolside waitress asked what drink you wanted. It didn’t help that you placed your hand on top of her head as well. When the waitress walked away, Seoyeon removed the blanket and smiled. She opened her mouth and showed you your cum before swallowing it all. You were equal parts scared and aroused.

“Have you ever given a blowjob before, Chaeng?” Seoyeon asked as she released your cock with a loud pop while beginning to stroke you.

“N-Not really. I’ve done it twice, but I don’t think I was good. The guy didn’t seem to have a reaction like oppa’s”

“Hey, I doubt you were that bad. Why don’t you come here and practice on oppa. I’ll be right next to you, guiding you through it”

Chaeyoung nervously stands up and kneels in front of you. Seoyeon gathers Chaeyoung’s long brown hair to the left side of her head as you both make eye contact. You smile at her, doing your best to reassure her that everything would be alright.

“Start with the tip, baby. Just use your tongue” Seoyeon said.

Chaeyoung nods and sticks out her tongue, bringing it to your tip. She paints strokes around your now swollen head, before moving in a counterclockwise motion. Looking at Seoyeon for approval, her soft fingers take ahold of your cock and bring it closer to her mouth. She begins sucking on your tip, wanting to do her best to please you.

“Am I doing okay?” she asked you with big, round eyes.

“You’re doing great. Try taking a bit more into your mouth this time” you said.

Chaeyoung continues, trying her best to pleasure you.

“Good girl” Seoyeon said. “But try keeping your eyes on him as you suck”

Chaeyoung’s eyes shined as she made eye contact with you, her brown hair flying as she begins to bob her head up and down after finding her rhythm. You questioned if she really didn’t know how to give blowjobs as she did a very good job at imitating Seoyeon. You preferred Seoyeon’s fuller lips and how sloppy she was, but Chaeyoung had a longer tongue and her mouth felt a bit warmer. Seoyeon was someone you always found attractive, but Chaeyoung was no slouch in the looks department. There was just something so erotic about the juxtaposition of a beautiful woman committing a wonderful sin by having a cock in her mouth.

Seoyeon is never one to just stand by, using her tongue on the underside of your shaft and making long licks downwards to your balls. You let out a long, drawn out moan as she takes each one into her mouth. She loudly slurps on them, knowing you love them being played with. She knew you loved when she blew hot breath on them, sending shivers throughout your body.

“That feels so good, you two”

You questioned what you did to deserve two beautiful women on their knees pleasuring your lower body. They made wonderful use of their tongues and mouths, as every part of your shaft and balls was covered in their saliva. You held onto Chaeyoung’s head, guiding her rhythm.

She decided to be more bold, wanting to take more than just your tip inside her mouth. Her lips surround your cock, drenching it in her spit. Her head bobs up and down as Seoyeon takes both of your balls in her mouth at the same time.

“You’re doing so well, Chaeng. But do you think I can have him alone for just a bit? I’m really horny and it’s been awhile since I’ve been dicked down by him”

“He’s all yours” Chaeyoung said.

“What position should I start off with, baby?” Seoyeon asked you in a soft tone.

“From behind, I think. It’s been awhile since I’ve seen that round ass”

“Sure thing, baby” Seoyeon giggled.

Seoyeon strips out of her clothes, showing off her petite body. She wasn’t as thick as Saerom or Jisun, but she still had the perfect amount of meat in the right places. Her boobs and ass also couldn’t rival them, but they were able to fit perfectly in your hand. Her tummy was extremely toned, you came many loads onto it whenever she didn’t want you to finish inside her.

Chaeyoung removed her shorts and panties as she watched Seoyeon straddle onto your lap. She gave you a quick peck and smiled.

“Fuck me, baby”

You caressed both of her soft ass cheeks before giving them a squeeze. Seoyeon knew you loved her ass, often wearing extremely short shorts or bending over during your dates. You two have done anal a few times, but you decided regular sex would be better as to not overwhelm Chaeyoung.

As you spread Seoyeon’s legs and feel up her thighs, she moans once you part her pussy lips and collect the juices that have begun leaking out. You grab your cock and slap it outside her entrance several times. Running out of patience, Seoyeon grabs your cock from your hand and strokes it before pushing you inside her.

“Oh fuck...” you both moaned.

Seoyeon was extremely tight. Saerom would murder you if she learned you didn’t think she was the tightest you’ve ever had. Her warm and wet walls wrap themselves around your cock, as her juices lubricate you. You grab onto Seoyeon’s hips as you feel her pussy adjust.

Chaeyoung was getting aroused as well, one hand squeezing her breast while the other began rubbing her clit.

Seoyeon doesn’t bother making sure she’s fully accustomed to you as she begins bouncing on your cock. You guide her by holding her hips, her ass smacking your balls each time they make contact. Seoyeon’s husky voice increases in volume and range as it echoed the entire living room. Chaeyoung’s normally hyperactive and playful attitude was now uncharacteristically quiet as you almost forgot she was in the room. Your full attention was on the beautiful woman bouncing up and down your cock.

Chaeyoung was still a bit surprised, her she was half naked watching her two friends have sex with each other. She knew Seoyeon had a carefree spirit, but didn’t know you two had any history before you started dating Saerom. She was a bit aroused at the sight as she inserted a finger inside her pussy.

“Baby, fuck! That feels so good. You’re fucking me so hard! Pound this slutty pussy until I cum all over your cock!”

Seoyeon’s vulgar words aroused everyone in the room as the air conditioning did nothing to cool the hot sex occurring. Every entrance of your cock inside her felt even better than the last. She began to have shallow breaths as she felt you fill her up. A thin layer of sweat began to form on her skin as both of your bodies were fluid through the connection of your hips.

You look over to Chaeyoung and see she has now removed her spaghetti strap, playing with her perky breasts. You grab Seoyeon’s breasts, causing her to moan as the two of you establish a rhythm for her to be fucked. Pleasure fills her body as she moans for you to fuck her harder.

“Fuck! Baby, I’m about to cum. Your cock is going to make me cum so much”

You bounce Seoyeon even faster as she lets out a deafening scream, watching as the orgasm hits her intensely. Her hips buck and her whole body shakes. You almost thought your cock was going to get pushed out as her juices flood your cock. Seoyeon was extremely wet, riding out her climax slowly as you see her catching her breath.

Chaeyoung’s mouth was wide open. She had never had an orgasm that intense, it was something special to see it happen to someone else. She was a bit jealous, wanting to experience such a euphoric high.

“Fuck... baby, that was so intense. It’s as good as I remembered” Seoyeon’s voice beginning to crack. Her legs became fluid, she never experienced an orgasm like that even when you two were together. She leaned down and kissed you softly.

“Tsk, tsk. Needy Chaeng touching herself. Why don’t you fuck her, baby? Show her what’s she’s been missing” Seoyeon said to you in between kisses.

Both of you moan as Seoyeon lifts her hips off your cock as you feel sad you were no longer inside her tight pussy.

“Why don’t you turn around and bend over for oppa, Chaeng”

“O-Okay”

Seoyeon surprises Chaeyoung by instead crashing their lips together. She is surprised when Chaeyoung tried inserting her tongue inside Seoyeon’s mouth. She isn’t used to someone wanting to have control instead of her.

Seoyeon’s finger traces Chaeyoung’s flat stomach, sending shivers throughout her body. She cups her breasts and rubs her sensitive nipples through her fingertips. As she pinches them, Chaeyoung moans.

Chaeyoung’s lips are captured once more as she begins a trail of kisses starting from her lips and slowly descends down her neck, chest and stomach. Seoyeon looks up and smiles seductively at Chaeyoung.

“Now let’s part these legs open and see what you have to offer”

Seoyeon grabs a hair tie from her wrist and quick makes a ponytail. She rubs Chaeyoung’s thighs, kissing the inner creases of her thighs to try and calm her down. While Chaeyoung was not a virgin, it was easy to tell from her body language that she hasn’t been intimate with too many people.

Seoyeon traces her middle finger up and down Chaeyoung’s slit. Collecting the leaking precum, she slowly enters Chaeyoung’s pussy. Her walls were extremely tight, Seoyeon wasn’t sure if she would be able to remove her finger.

“Baby, this innocent slut is so tight! I’m sure you’ll love fucking her. I hate to admit it, but she’s tighter than I am. Look at how wet she is, though!”

Seoyeon smiles and pulls out her finger, glistening in the light as it is covered in Chaeyoung’s juices.

Seoyeon adds another finger to Chaeyoung’s pussy, causing her to moan as she begins thrusting in and out of her in a rhythm. Her moans increased every time she felt a new sensation.

“Baby, she’s so wet. I’ll make sure she’s primed for that cock of yours”

Having had enough, Seoyeon dives in. She gives one strong lick outside of Chaeyoung’s pussy before tasting her juices. Chaeyoung’s moans were a wonderful reward. The next few minutes were quiet except for Chaeyoung’s moans and juices splashing. Seoyeon’s tongue worked wonders as Chaeyoung began to lose herself more and more.

One rather loud slurp causes Chaeyoung’s body to squirm.

The erotic sight of Seoyeon eating out Chaeyoung made your cock erect once more. You wanted to join, but didn’t want to take your eyes off such a wonderful view. Seoyeon was doing her best to make sure Chaeyoung was comfortable and feeling good, wanting her to be fully relaxed for you.

“Baby, do you want to taste her? She tastes really sweet”

“I thought you’d never ask”

Seoyeon giggles as she kisses you, giving you a preview of what was coming. You take her spot between Chaeyoung’s legs as your tongue flicks her clit. You didn’t find her as sweet as Seoyeon, but she still tasted good nonetheless.

Seoyeon was a bit more aggressive in eating Chaeyoung’s pussy while you were gentler and took your time to appreciate your food. Several minutes pass by as you enjoy the taste and feel of Chaeyoung’s pussy. You feel a soft hand wrap around your cock and hear the voice of who it belongs to.

“Baby, that’s enough. I want this not so innocent slut’s cum for myself”

Seoyeon’s mouth returns between Chaeyoung’s legs, firmly gripping her thighs as she devours her pussy.

“S-Seoyeon!” Chaeyoung screamed.

Seoyeon wanted Chaeyoung to go crazy for her, wanting her to experience an orgasm just as intense as the one you gave her.

“U-Unnie...” she moaned. You knew Chaeyoung only called Seoyeon that whenever she wanted something despite the two only having a four month difference in age. But now she apparently uses that title in the bedroom as well.

Chaeyoung’s body begins to shake as her legs wrap themselves around Seoyeon’s head. The pressure built up inside her body proves to be too much as she grabs the back of Seoyeon’s head and pushes her deeper. Her hips buck as the pleasure washes through her entire body. Seoyeon drinks up as much of Chaeyoung’s juices as she can, wanting her orgasm to continue.

“How did that feel, Chaeng?” Seoyeon said as she looked up, juices covering her mouth and cheeks. Chaeyoung’s body heaved as she tried to catch her breath.

“That was so good... you were amazing, unnie”

Seoyeon returned to you and kissed you, letting you taste Chaeyoung’s juices.

“Baby, it’s your turn. Pound her”

You replace Seoyeon once again as you gently turn Chaeyoung over and spread her legs. You part her lips with the tip of your cock, softly penetrating her before you fully enter inside. Chaeyoung moans loudly as she feels you fill her. Her walls hug your cock as her juices flood your shaft.

You thought Seoyeon was tight, but she wasn’t lying when she said Chaeyoung was much tighter. Seoyeon was a wet girl, making it easy for you to enter her despite how tight she was. Chaeyoung on the other hand, you were worried you were hurting her.

“Does that feel good, Chaeng? Being fucked for real” Seoyeon asked.

“It... does, unnie”

“Tell oppa what you want him to do to you”

“F... F... Fuck me” she finally managed to stutter. “Fuck me, please. I’ll be alright”

“See baby? I told you she wasn’t so innocent. Go ahead, fuck this slut”

Your cock enters Chaeyoung’s pussy, pushing deep inside. You withdraw yourself until only your tip is inside her before filling her to the brim once more. Chaeyoung cries out in pleasure every time you enter her.

“Oppa, you feel so good... Keep going”

Her voice begins to fade away as each thrust makes her lose herself to her inner desires. Your hands grab onto her hips as you begin to establish a rhythm. The apartment is deathly quiet except for the air conditioner and the sounds of your skin slapping against each other. You both feel you are about to cum soon.

Seoyeon’s addiction to sex prompts her to suck on Chaeyoung’s neck, positioning her body in a way that she doesn’t interrupt you two. She soon works her way down to Chaeyoung’s breasts, taking each in her mouth while biting on her nipples softly.

The feeling of being overstimulated is proving to be too much for Chaeyoung. Her walls constrict your cock as you feel another sudden rush of her juices.

“Oppa, I’m cumming! Fuck me harder!”

Chaeyoung’s orgasm is just as intense as Seoyeon’s. Her body spams as her screams ring through both you and Seoyeon’s ears. Seoyeon holds onto Chaeyoung’s shoulders forcing her down on your cock as she rides out her orgasm.

Aftershocks can still be felt on your cock, which end up being the trigger for your own orgasm. You felt your balls ready to be unloaded.

“Seoyeon, I’m about to cum”

Seoyeon removes Chaeyoung from your cock as you watched her freshly fucked pussy glistening with her juices. Seoyeon grabs your cock, wanting to be the one who helps you release your cum. She makes her and Chaeyoung kneel in front of you, eagerly awaiting your load.

“Cum for us, baby. Shower this slut with your hot load like you used to do to me”

She beings stroking you hard and fast. Three final strokes was all it took for you to erupt. You felt thick, hot ropes of white semen escape your cock. Seoyeon made sure to position you in front of Chaeyoung’s face. The first load painted a large rope from her cheek to her forehead. The next one covered her nose and eyes. You moaned as you felt yourself empty onto Chaeyoung’s pretty face. Seoyeon continues stroking you until she feels the aftershocks subsisde. You collapse back onto the lounge chair, exhausted.

Seoyeon begins licking off your cum from Chaeyoung’s face, not wanting it to go to waste. Chaeyoung opens her eyes and does her best to consume your load as well, not wanting to share. Seoyeon gives her a deep kiss before both women turn to you and open their mouths, showing you how much of your cum they have before simultaneously swalloing.

“How was your first sexual experience with oppa, Chaeng?”

“It was amazing. I want more. Oh by the way, unnie. Why didn’t you two end up together?”

“That’s a story for a different day. Come on, we have to all get cleaned up before Saerom gets home”

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