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strawbellery · 9 months

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“our secret moments in your crowded room, they got no idea about me and you.”

genre: slight angst (not that angst, younghoon just acting cold towards y/n), fwb

pairing: kim younghoon (tbz) x female reader (y/n)

summary: younghoon is known for his tsundere image, surprisingly becoming the other students’ favourite senior despite being so cold and quiet to everyone. other than his tough and unapproachable demeanour, he’s also known for being the smartest one in his batch. most people have been confessing their feelings to him, but he rejected all of them, causing a rumour claiming that he has a high standard on his partner. little did they know, he developed a friends-with-benefits relationship with the most innocent looking 1st year student, y/n.

part i, ii, iii.

words count: 1,890

“awh, you’re so mean. why are you saying such mean words to me?” younghoon followed you from the back, keeping up with your rushed steps to nowhere.

right after the class ended with the lecturer wishing a sincere good luck to all of his students, most of them immediately packed up their stuff, including you. as you shoved your tab into your tote bag and tossed the bag strap onto your right shoulder, you headed out from the classroom, not expecting younghoon to follow like a lost puppy who just found his owner.

halting your steps and turning to face younghoon, all you wanted to do was kick him on the balls right away. the way he teased you with such an innocent tone, you knew he was just messing around. he never felt bad with whatever he made you feel back then. “shut up.” you braced yourself from uttering those words.

“if you say shut up one more time, i’ll kiss you.” younghoon said, knowing damn well he was the one that held the power in the situation because he knows that you would do anything to keep your image of a pure girl inside the campus, wanting everyone to praise how sweet looking you are.

younghoon actually cares less if his unapproachable demeanour broke off once he kissed you in public, as if he has nothing to lose since he wasn’t the one who decided to put on the cold image. but for you, it’s a different case. once you enrolled in the campus, you decided that it’s better off starting with a sweet looking girl-next-door image so people won’t take advantage of you for sexual purposes.

which, in fact, failed. as much as you tried to put on the innocent looking princess on campus, younghoon would do anything to make your mission fail. let it be moaning on the top of your lung in his room, or biting on his inner palm as he tried to keep you quiet when both of you had fun at the janitor’s room.

from what you remember, whenever you both (most of the time younghoon) had fun with each other, he never tried to kiss you on the lips. sucking on your collarbone? marking your neck? oh hell yeah, he likes doing it. he likes seeing his territory on your body. the way you tried to cover them by putting your hair down? or when another male pointed it out? he feels like he owns your whole body.

but one question that keeps lingering in your mind is why wouldn’t younghoon kiss you on the lips? after all the naked bodies pressing against each other, what’s so bad about sharing a kiss? you never brought it up to younghoon but after asking google for answers, you figured out the act of kissing is quite intimate. it’s like a symbol of being attached to one person, and you know younghoon never looks at you in a romantic way. it’s always been you, and only you. you with that darn crush.

your steps halted once you turned to face the taller man, whose face was filled with mocking expression. biting your inner lips so hard that you could feel the slight blood rushing in, you muttered a quick, “i hate you” before continuing your steps to wherever your feet took you, as long as you didn’t have to face the man again.

it’s a fact check though, that you didn’t want your first kiss to ruin your pure girl image on the campus, especially by the hot tsundere senior that everyone swooned for, regardless of gender and age.

seeing how frustrated you were, younghoon couldn’t help but to smirk. he knew how careful you were in protecting your image at the campus, and he also knew how you wanted your “first kiss” to be stolen by the special one, ironically when he became almost all of your “all”s.

“oh, do you really hate me though?” catching up with your fast tracks, he made sure he still kept you on the tip of his finger. before he could say more, a voice calling you suddenly was heard, despite them being in an open-space area.

both of you turned to face the owner of the voice, seeing jacob and his other male friend (whom you can’t remember who), came and approached you both. “you were here too, younghoon.”

younghoon simply greeted jacob back with just a simple hum and nod, not even bothering to use his energy to say anything. jacob faced you with face full of excitement, “y/n! i made a friend who’s the same age as you. meet eric sohn, he’s also a foreigner, just like me!”

that’s what you actually admire about jacob. he always makes new friends without any limitations. he wanted his circle to be as big as he could and when he meets a new person, he’ll introduce them to his friends and vice versa. well, he has always been told by his parents that connection is important, so here he was, instead of studying, he focused more on making new friends.

“hey y/n, i’m eric! i’ve heard a lot about you from jacob,” eric introduced himself as he extended his arm out, hoping for a friendly handshake from you.

“nice to meet you, eric. i’m y/n.” you introduced back, accepting his hand for a handshake. younghoon was quick enough to catch the slight blush on your face, knowing it wasn’t the makeup that was reddening on your cheek. you were flustered over the fact that jacob shared little information about you to eric before setting both of you, wondering what he told eric to make him look so excited to meet you.

“i… didn’t know you were this pretty. if i’ve ever known, i probably wouldn’t have to meet you in a simple hoodie with messy hair,” eric added with a shy smile. the boy was so cute for you to handle, especially when he tried his best to hide his reddening cheeks as well.

“oh, it’s fine though. i think you’re pretty cute too,” you tried to lighten up the mood, not wanting eric to feel so little of himself.

“blah blah blah,” a rather cold voice was heard before you no longer felt eric’s hand in your grip. looking down, you noticed younghoon was the one who held eric’s hand by now, “and i’m kim younghoon, your senior.” he emphasised on the nickname, wanting eric to know who’s much older and got the seniority in the campus world.

apparently that’s how it works in the men's community. somehow someone’s age and seniority play quite a large role among men.

“oh yeah, younghoon.” eric brushed it off with a slight laughter, not wanting to show his disappointment over the lack of your touch on his, “i’ve heard about you too.”

“i hope that information will stay in your mind,” younghoon partially threatened him, knowing what jacob probably described to the junior.

cold, quiet and scary senior.

that was the first time you’ve ever seen this side of younghoon. the jealousy in him, the possessiveness of him. it got more obvious when jacob decided for lunch with four of you at the nearby restaurant since the campus foods suck. once you were seated, younghoon took no time and immediately sat next to you, causing more confusion to jacob as he thought younghoon would sit next to him, as he usually does.

the cute young man who sat across from you can’t help but to steal glances, as he found you very attractive. you were his type anyway, the one he’d been searching for his life. quite a metaphor but the moment eric laid his eyes on you, he couldn’t help but already arrange the whole future with you in his mind.

even when the four of you were eating while keeping updates with each other's life, eric would do anything to make sure you’re engaged in his topic. which in fact, caused the inner jealousy of younghoon finally got the best of him.

“i’m sorry but y/n have to go now,” younghoon said out of nowhere, grabbing your wrist and forcing you to stand with him.

“where?” your eyes widened, surprised over the pressure he had on your wrist. “yeah, where?” jacob’s question followed along with the confused looking puppy of eric.

“somewhere,” younghoon replied half-heartedly and when he was about to drag you out, you insisted on staying at the place. “when?! i never say anything,” you said in a rather loud voice, making sure you have the rights for yourself.

ignoring your words, younghoon thanked jacob for the meal as he forcefully dragged you out from the restaurant as you struggled on keeping up with his steps, at least bringing your tote bag along. once both of you arrived outside the restaurant, younghoon immediately unlocked his car and opened the passenger seat, almost tossing you to the seat. closing the door rather in an annoyed way, he went to sit in the driver seat.

“what were you doing?” he could hear the frustration from your voice, but he didn’t bother giving you replies as he pressed more on the car pedal, speeding the car’s pace. “younghoon, i’m talking.”

still, no answer. despite how loud you were, he still gives no response.

“kim you-”

the sudden brake caused you to almost jump out of your seat, all thanks to the safety belt that you managed to put on before the crazy young man started the engine.

“what on the earth were you trying to do, younghoon?!” now it became a shout, as you turned to face him with your furious pair of eyes. you never knew you could be so frustrated over someone, not until younghoon steps into your life.

“i was the one who should ask you that,” younghoon snapped back, turning to face you with a stern look. “what the fuck were you trying to pull back then?”

furrowing your eyebrows, you can’t seem to catch on with what younghoon said. “what?”

“did you have fun flirting with eric?” younghoon added, “did you think i didn’t recognise those slutty sounds coming out from you? asking how’s his campus life so far?”

“oh god younghoon, i wasn’t-”

“yeah sure you weren’t, of course you weren’t, especially with those eyes that begging him to fuck you.”

“yah kim younghoon!” raising your octaves, you were finally done with his retorts. his words never make sense to you. why would you flirt with eric? you were simply conversing with him, nothing more. or maybe that wasn’t what younghoon saw.

before you could say anything to defend yourself, the grab on your chin was quite harsh, as younghoon forced you to keep eye contact with him. “what? you think you could fuck with other men as well?”

“how easy are you, y/n? to beg everyone in the campus to fuck you? at this rate, you probably would’ve sucked jacob’s dick too.”

“hey, you are crossing the line.” you glared at him furiously, not understanding where this jealousy came from.

“what line, exactly?” younghoon asked you, making sure his grip on your chin remained there, not even caring that he smudged your makeup on that area. “do we even have a line to not cross?”

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strawbellery · 9 months

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“our secret moments in your crowded room, they got no idea about me and you.”

genre: slight angst (not that angst, younghoon just acting cold towards y/n), suggestive, fwb

pairing: kim younghoon (tbz) x female reader (y/n)

part i, ii, iii.

words count: 2,151

the day unexpectedly went well– as far as you thought it would be.

you just came back from the campus library to push yourself to have an early revision so you won’t have to pull all nighter on the few days before finals. you headed to the nearby vending machine, thinking that you probably deserve a can of green tea, your favourite drink.

as you bent down to grab the can once the dropping sound of a tin heard, you grabbed the energy drink out and stood on your feet again. once you turned your back to the vending machine, the appearance of a familiar figure was standing close to you, resulting in you letting out a cuss word.

“oh? thought you didn’t know how to curse,” the teasing voice echoed more on your left ear, as you looked up to glare at him.

kim younghoon, the 2nd year student in your department. you didn’t know much about him at first, since he barely shows up at any of the parties or events your department held, not even the newcomers party. the first time you met him was when you attended your senior’s birthday party, jacob bae. jacob’s 26th birthday was held at a nightclub (quite an unexpected place you must say considering how pure looking he was during the newcomers party), and he invited some of his friends. you were surprisingly invited since you teamed up with him during the newcomers party and even after the get-together, you encountered him for a pretty large amount of time. same class, same club, and even same neighbourhood. assuming that you accepted him as a new friend of his, he decided to invite you to his birthday party.

there, you met the most breathtaking eye candy you’ve ever seen in your whole life. quite a metaphor because you’ve seen few attractive people too before, but that’s literally how you felt when you first met kim younghoon. you were hoping for him to interact with him even though you didn’t try to do the first move, and as expected, he didn’t– not until jacob decided to introduce you to him.

the future didn’t promise you anything right after you exchanged a few introductions with younghoon, the future didn’t even let you prepare for whatever came between you both. the least you would expect was waking up on a bed, naked, next to the kim younghoon. it was supposed to end that day. the whatever-one-night stand you both had, it was supposed to end that day.

not when younghoon decided to reach for you, apologising for his drunken behaviour and claiming that it wasn’t supposed to happen at all. and as a normal thinking human being, you should’ve just accepted his apology and move on. but no, in fact, both of you spent the night together once again for god knows the reason why. that’s when both of you agreed to continue whatever the relationship both of you currently have, let’s just say it’s a friends-with-benefits type in this modern world.

it surely benefits you in some ways, yet, it didn’t in some parts. it hurts you when you can’t even say a simple ‘hi’ to younghoon when both of you meet in public, as he wished for you to not interact with him at all. you knew that the relationship both of you had were purely for benefits only, but where were the friends part? at least you wanted to brag off how you were able to interact with the most mysterious senior in the campus.

that was what he requested you to do so, to not interact with him in public but oh well, look who just started a conversation with you, in the middle of the campus, out of nowhere, without any notice.

“huh?” was all you could say after all the confusion over his first second time talking with you in public. earning a half-hearted laugh from the latter, he added, “you must have been studying.”

this is one of the few scenarios where you hate younghoon. he knows you so well, probably more than you could. you never know when it starts but whenever you finish studying, you’ll always reward yourself with any type of green tea drink. let it be matcha smoothie, green tea boba, or anything in general. realising that younghoon managed to remember such small details from you, you couldn’t help but to fall for him.

“finals are nearing so i have to,” you answered in a calm tone, not wanting the young man to see the real you beneath the calm and innocent expression you fixed on your face. it was never a good idea to look at him again, as the pair of dominant eyes staring down at you, as if the act alone is enough to recall all the steamy nights you both had before. immediately breaking off the eye contact, you excused yourself, “i have a class to attend.”

“oh, cool. i’m attending the class as well.”

it came out as a surprise to you because you never mention your class schedule to him so he most likely wouldn’t know what class you’re going to attend. and most of all, it’s a class compulsory for the first year students only. so younghoon being the second year student who probably had taken the class last year, shouldn’t have been tagging you along.

you didn’t really know how to respond so you just replied with a, “sure..?” before heading to the class with younghoon next to you. as he walked next to you, you probably didn’t notice it but he actually quite admires the way you walk, and how attractive your body is. as if his eyes are enough to strip you naked.

once younghoon pulled the door open for both of you, it’s a clear notice when all of the students inside the class turned to stare at you (most likely younghoon). why would they look at you both? no, the correct question is, why would the kim younghoon attend the class? the cold senior? and most importantly, with you? it was a pairing that came out as an unexpected one.

younghoon then took a seat close to you, as if it was a promise to keep you close to him. you didn’t understand why he acts differently today, as far as you believe that he hates interacting with someone he doesn’t consider close with. the only people you’ve seen him sitting next to were probably jaehyun and jacob only. apart from those two, he usually prefers sitting alone.

now that he sat next to you, you surely can’t believe the reality that was happening. as you tried to shrug it off alongside with the uncomfortable glares by the students who probably got rejected by younghoon, you took out the tab from your tote bag and prepared yourself for the class. well, you were sitting next to kim younghoon, of course everyone would be jealous.

the class started once the lecturer came in, giving a quick exam tip before starting on the revision for his students who will sit for his exam by next week. the revision went by slowly, some had their mouths opened for yawns and some even fell asleep on the table. it’s the same to you, however you tried your best to keep yourself awake. who knows? in the midst of the revision, the lecturer might accidentally leak a question from the exam so the least you want to do is fall asleep and miss the golden opportunity.

contrary to the young man sitting next to you, he didn’t even bother focusing on the class. no, he shouldn’t have. why should he? he had taken the class already. hence, he just kept looking at you and he sometimes took a quick, small look at your exposed thighs and legs.

before wearing any outfit, you will check the weather first. the weather forecast claimed that it’ll be a very hot day so instead of suffocating yourself to death by wearing a thick hoodie and long baggy pants, you decided to wear your regular summer dress with your crochet cardigan. at least you didn’t have to come out looking too revealing for a casual class.

in an opportunity such a case where he can frequently tease you through physical contact in a subtle way, he would sometimes stretch his legs underneath the table, touching his leg with yours. your breath hitched once you felt your exposed leg brushed with his, trying your best to ignore it as you thought it probably came out a mistake from him.

no, it wasn’t at all. instead, he moved his leg even closer to yours. your both legs were practically touching each other by now. realising this was just another teasing game the older decided to pull in the middle of the class, you turned to face him, but not daring enough to look him in the eyes. “er.. younghoon?” you called him out in a rather soft and quiet tone, not wanting to disturb the class.

moving his head towards you with the sly smile of his, he quietly asked back, “what is it?” he didn’t move his leg at all. he wanted to mess with you a bit more. knowing damn well the reason why you called him out as you wanted his leg out of your place. he refused to, or at least, only when he felt like it.

“c.. can you move your leg?” you asked him once again in a quieter and softer tone. “it keeps pressing against mine,” you added, hoping the latter would understand your choice of words. truth be told, you didn’t even want him to move his leg away. the feeling of his skin against yours never fails to skip your heart a beat. though, you knew in fact the reason why he did so was only to tease you, not because he likes you. in a clear and harsh understanding, he was just messing with your feelings.

“hmm… no.” younghoon said with a smirk, as he moved his leg even closer to yours. he was starting to enjoy this situation quite a lot, and seeing how you tried to stay calm in front of so many people made it even fun for him.

taking a deep breath, you knew that younghoon would never move. you knew that once he made up with his mind, he wouldn’t even bother to change it. let alone if it involves a alive-or-death situation.

biting the inner of your lower lips, you prevented yourself from not letting out any reaction that younghoon would like to see. the one that he desires and desperates enough to see, to boost his ego. you wouldn’t give in to his stupid teasing game. even if you could feel the wetness on your undergarment, you tried your best to brush it off. you wish to not look like a whore in heat in a room full of people, not when you are just a first year student. you worked so hard to maintain your pure innocent looking image, you don’t want your remaining years in the campus being known as someone who got horny in the middle of a class.

oh how easy it could be if the stupid gorgeous looking man could stop his game. but no, instead, he proceeded on making more moves on you. noticing the slight twitching from your body, he knew his teasing worked. he smiled a bit after having a thought that would annoy you more. he slowly started to rub his leg against yours, from thigh down to your knee, keeping it at a subtle enough angle so other people wouldn’t notice anything.

“y-younghoon… please.” oh, how badly he wanted to swallow down his favourite begging sound of yours that mixed with whines. how badly he wanted to just take you there, in the middle of the class, where people would finally see the dirty you. how badly he wanted to detach the innocent smile away from your face so the public knows what a slut you are for him.

younghoon then looked at you, whose facial expressions were mixed with nervousness, annoyance, and arousement, all at once. he then gave a little mischievous smirk before removing his leg away from yours, “there~” he said in a sarcastic tone.

“now, what were you saying?” younghoon’s gaze glanced at you in an innocent-like manner.

finally letting out a relief sigh, you were glad for now that his leg was no longer touching yours. at least. looking up to face the smug face of younghoon’s, you glared at him and cursed at him in the middle of your gritted teeth, “fuck you.” at this moment, you realised it was a big deal if you didn’t accept his request to tag along to the class.

“oh sweetheart, i would gladly fuck you.”

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