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en-gelic · 9 days

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— ANGEL'S KISSES !

an angel's kisses are a delicate feeling 1111 cw. skinship, injuries, smoking heeseung x (f) reader ʚɞ BOOKSHELF! ⋆ an. MEMORABILIA HAS ME ON MY KNEES

The hallways bustle with energy as you scurried across the school. Your chest heaved up and down as you panted out of breath, cursing your terrible stamina. Slowing down, you made it to the back of the school where you found Heeseung, grey smoke tumbling out of his mouth. He crushed it quickly at the sight of you and pretended to recite the homework you gave him the evening before.

“I saw you so don't even try." You warned, pulling a face at the smoky smell filling your lungs. He grinned his perfect smile at you as though to distract you from his lack of obedience. "Your rank is still the same after I spend four days of my week to tutor you-" You began.

"You're so pretty." He interrupted, leading his dreamy gaze to you. "Are you even listening?" You questioned, irritated with the boys' lack of cooperation.

"Not at all, pretty girl." His overused nickname still made your heart skip a beat as you scolded him to stop using the nickname on you.

"Then which one do you prefer?" Grinning, he leaned down, his breath blowing loose strands of your hair. "Princess? Baby? My love?" Fighting the urge to hold your breath, you stepped back. "Listening while I'm talking is a start."

Hearing footsteps, you silently demand his cigarette box. He handed it to you in confusion, your hand buzzing with the electricity that felt like it was running through his hand when you grazed it.

"What are you doing students?" The teacher asked, trying to peak at the cigarette box you were holding behind your skirt. Muttering a curse word under your breath, you smiled politely. "Nothing, just remembering formulas before math class." Nervously glancing at the teacher, you could see that he didn't look convinced whatsoever. "And what's behind your back?" He pressed on, sensing inaccuracy in your sentence. Being the worst liar, you pulled a face, ready to get caught by the teacher with cigarettes that weren't even yours.

"Condoms." Heeseung blurted as your eyes shot open in horror at his sentence. The teacher looked astounded as a blush tinted his cheeks. He droned on about having inappropriate material at school, but he let you keep the supposed "condoms" and granted a warning and detention for the end of the day. Not to mention, the only detention you were ever given.

When the teacher finally disappeared, you shot the boy a look and shoved the cigarettes back in his hand. "Does that mean there's no tutoring today?" He called, lighting another cigarette. "My house at seven after detention."

Dreading the evening ahead, you delegated duties to the class before heading to your worst nightmare. Surprisingly, you were first as you took your seat, the teachers' face staining pink after seeing you. Trying to hide the embarrassment exploding through you, you quickly finished your homework, turning your gaze to the window, losing yourself in the amber sunset peeking through the trees and turning the light in the room a deep shade of yellow. Movement rustled beside you as you returned from your daze to look at the boy who took his seat, fresh injuries marking his angelic features.

"What happened to you?" You question, analyzing his scars and concluding that he got into a fist fight. By his lack of reply, you stood up, viewing the quantity of the scars and opened your bag, retrieving the first aid kit. He groaned in retaliation as you held his face still while you treated the injuries on the side of his mouth.

"Who brings a first aid kit to school?" He started, wincing from the sting.

"Because I know an idiot who gets himself into fights and leaves his wounds open to infection and gets me into detention."

"Your idiot, princess." He corrected. "As if being an idiot is a good thing." Despite the red staining his features, he still looked attractive as he grinned his signature smile at you. "Being an idiot for you is." You sighed, ignoring his sentence and bringing your hand to the bruise on his cheekbone. "Care to explain who got you into this mess?"

"You." His hand caught your wrist as you hesitated to meet his eyes. Feeling the tension wafting in the room, the teacher silently exited, closing the door behind him. You continued wiping the blood away until he tugged you onto his lap, the cotton shooting out of your hands.

Desire spread through his features as you subconsciously inched closer to his lips, finally connecting them, brushing your nose against his cheek. It would be embarrassing to tell him that it was your first time, so your only result was imitating his actions, resulting in a breathtaking kiss.

A throat cleared behind you as the teacher appeared by the door, standing awkwardly. Flushed, you got up from his lap apologizing repeatedly to the teacher and moving back to your seat. Detention dismissed briskly as you hurried through the vacant halls, avoiding Heeseung as your embarrassment flared up at the thought of him. Finding a mirror, you noticed your swollen lips from his teeth nibbling your bottom one. You couldn't bring yourself to think about how awkward the rest of the evening would be and quickly freshened yourself in the bathroom before he came over.

He found you sitting by your desk, finalizing projects with your headphones on, unaware of your surroundings. He leaned down, the action going unnoticed by you who was still in your own bubble.

"What are you listening to?" He questioned, swiftly removing your headphones and resting them on your neck. Your stomach flipped at the feeling of his lip resting on your ear, feeling as it curved into a smile. Turning to face him, the weight of his stare made the words you practiced earlier disappear into thin air.

"What's with that look, doll?" He pressed, leaning his hands on the arms of your chair. His eyes moved to your lips, sliding a finger across your bottom lip which was still swollen. Leaning into you, your breaths mingled as your eyes fluttered shut, waiting for his lips to press on yours. He let out a brief chuckle before your lips connected, moving in sync as the air in your lungs languidly vanished.

"Does this mean no tutoring today?" He repeated the question he asked earlier, circling a part of your neck with his index finger. You answered by delicately kissing the area around where his bruises were, ending it off with a light kiss on his lips. Reconnecting his lips with yours, you made a mental note to give him extra homework for the damage he achieved today.

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MY SOULMATE ?!

go big or go home ?!

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౨ৎ soft launching your relationship with heeseung (1/7)

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en-gelic · 14 days

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class president

a troublemaker and his tutor ✸ 박성훈 x f!reader boyfriend texts cw. drinking, fluff ✸ LiBRARY PASS ⋆

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en-gelic · 15 days

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⋆ espresso

you're his favourite espresso flavour ✸ 심재윤 x female reader ( 337 ) fluff, drabble that's that me espresso ✸ LiBRARY PASS ⋆

You listened as his alarm went off, the sun angelically gracing itself into your bedroom. The light streamed through the curtains as you moved to switch off the irritable sound that interrupted your slumber. Being an early bird, you bounced out of bed, moving to the bathroom to freshen yourself up. Minutes later, you stalked back in, watching as your boyfriend who spend a majority of the evening playing Nintendo, move sluggishly in an attempt of getting up.

“Jake,” You crooned, patting his messy hair gently. “Jake, wake up.”

He groaned in reply as he nuzzled his head into the bed sheets. “Sim Jaeyun, wake up.” You tried as he blocked your hand from pulling the blanket off his head. “Try a different method, pretty.” He grumbled; his voice laced with sleepiness.

“Baby, would you like to wake up?” You cooed, forcing a fake smile, as he turned his back to you like an uninterested cat. After trying to shake his leg, you finally gave up and curled next to him, moving your face next to his under the blanket.

“I need coffee.” He voiced, popping the top of his head of the blanket. Sighing, you got up to get it for him if it meant he was going to wake up after it. Before you could step off the bed, he pulled you back. “What now?” You asked as his eyes appeared from under the blanket.

“You could give me something else instead of coffee.” He suggested. Willing to do anything, you agreed as he pulled you back into the blanket. He moved to connect his plump lips with yours, leading you into a kiss. Pulling away, you feigned disgust as his puffy face finally emerged from the blanket. “You didn’t even brush your teeth.” Your lips forming into a fake pout, you watched as he exited the bed energetically. Bringing his hands to squish your cheeks, he left a kiss on your nose bridge, “Don’t act like that, I know you love it.” He teased.

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en-gelic · 1 month

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BLOCKBUSTER

jay x fem reader 🗯 drabble, fluff ₊‧ଳ warning(s) kisses ⋆ word count :: 313 ! syn. loving him felt like starring in a blockbuster movie. 💭 BOOKSHELF! 𓇼

“Five minutes left!” The director screamed through the microphone. You stood outside the set with your boyfriend, back pushed against the wall, lips in sync as you relished underwater feeling it gave you. Pulling away, you struggled to catch your breath as you glanced at him panting down at you. Your lipstick smeared over his lips making him look somewhat insane. The way he grinned at you made your heart flutter with a thrilling sense of excitement as you dodged his lips again.

“You look like the joker.” You commented, moving out of his grasp and walking past him. You heard him chuckle sardonically, pulling your wrist, causing your back to be pushed against the wall again.

“And whose fault is that?” Jay teased, holding you down despite your struggling. “Whose fault is it?” He asked again moving his lips closer to yours, tempting you, but not doing anything. You sighed in irritation but forced yourself to match his smile. “Mine.” Your lips collided again; your lipstick almost completely occupying his lips.

“Where is she?” You heard the director yell again. Hurried footsteps scurried through your ears like ants rushing in a line. Breaking the kiss apart, you felt his warm breath fanning your lips.

“I have to go.” He glanced at the shadows, still rushing around looking for you.

“Just 5 more minutes.” Your mind was hazy as you watched his slightly swollen lips curve into a teasing smile. He leaned closer, causing your heartbeat to speed up expectantly. Instead, he left a kiss on your cheek and patted your disorganized hair. You watched him turn to leave without looking back, stopping only to listen to what you were saying. “Same place tonight?” You asked, upset at your director and Jay for being the reason why your lips were vacant again. He turned back and grinned, nodding in approval.

“Same place tonight.”

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magnetic — nishimura riki !

riki x fem reader ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 drabble, fluff ₊ ⊹ warning(s) kisses ⭑ word count :: 393 ! note. ‟the amount of times i deleted this and started again ><„ 𓍯 library ๋࣭ ⭑

The black clouds outside gave reason for the continuous downpour as you listened to the incessant sounds of your boyfriend's heavy breathing, watching as he lay soundlessly asleep with his head on your lap. You brushed the oreo-coloured hair from his forehead as you shifted uncomfortably to soothe the cramp you had gotten from trying to stay still. The credits of the movie rolled on the screen, and you glanced at the remote that was lying beside his feet, contemplating ways to retrieve it. Grabbing a pillow, you gently lifted his head from your lap and placed it on top of the pillow, quietly getting up from the couch and bending in front of him, admiring his squished face. You placed a kiss on his cheek and exited the movie, before wandering into the kitchen looking for something to satisfy your hunger.

You set up the ingredients, climbing on the counter to get a bowl from the highest shelf. Cursing your height, you crawled down again, meeting a familiar pair of arms snaking around your waist.

“Did I wake you up?” You inquired, feeling his hands settle on your stomach beneath your shirt. He shook his head, and his hair tickled the side of your face. You feigned disgust as he gave you a peck beneath your earlobe, which was soon followed by his teeth gently biting your ear.

“I need to get a shot for rabies now.” You teased, moving your head away from him. Ignoring your never-ending teasing, he pressed his head between your neck, his warm breath calmingly fanning your collarbone.

“I love you so much.” He mumbled, placing a kiss on your neck. The rain continued falling heavily as you smiled at his affection and replied, “I love you even more.”

“I love you the most.” You giggled, amused by his continuous competitiveness. “I loved you first.” He stilled for a moment and huffed in disapproval at the realization that he lost. You moved around, feeling him moving with you, refusing to let go, claiming he was like your shadow. He didn’t speak for a while until you felt him tickling your stomach, causing laughter to erupt in your lungs. You struggled away from his hands, trying to catch your breath. He grinned at you and pulled you into his arms, placing a kiss on your head.

“I win.”

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౨ৎ soft launching your relationship with sunghoon (4/7)

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𓍯— first place !

pairing ๋࣭ ⭑ topstudent!sunghoon x topstudent!f.reader | genre(s) ๋࣭ ⭑ fluff, academic rivals | word count ๋࣭ ⭑ 1.9k | warnings ๋࣭ ⭑ petnames, rude names, slightly suggestive, mentions of parties, drinking, kisses, ft. karina | status ๋࣭ ⭑ proofread ! | 𓍯 library ๋࣭ ⭑

The bell rang and the scraping of chairs drowned out your hearing. Getting up, you stalked into the hallway and into a small crowd building up by a wall that displayed class rankings. Students’ voices overlapped in your head as you heard several people talking about how they were done for when they went home. You hoped that wouldn’t be you. Recalling a memory you tried to delete, you cursed yourself for skipping studying and going to that stupid party. You remembered downing a bitter concoction repeatedly, losing yourself in the process, and the way you walked into the exam room like a zombie, barely on time the next morning. Reaching the end of the crowd, you prayed to anything who could hear you that he failed at least one subject. Your heart sank as you looked at the board which was embedded with the words that you knew would get you destroyed by the time you went home.

Class rank: 1. Park Sunghoon, Average GPA 4.5

“Damn it.” You muttered as you turned to leave, just in time to see the said devil grinning down at you in pure mockery, his entourage closely behind him. Analyzing from the look on your face, he teased you by feigning a pout. “Don’t worry, baby, you’re still first place in my heart.” You trailed your eyes up to his cocky grin, shooting him a look that would usually shut him up on most days. He shot one back at you as he bent down to your height, his scent captivating you instantly. “See you tonight then.” He voiced; hints of smugness laced through his tone. Your brow furrowed in confusion as your phone vibrated in your hand. A message from your mum that read, “Second place is unacceptable. I have scheduled a tutoring session for you this evening. Arrive on time.” Sighing, you sought to find Karina to comfort your growing agony as you wished to sink into the ground and disappear.

“I didn’t force you to drink. I told you to stop but you insisted that you drink all your work away.” Karina defended as you made your attempt to scold her. A sigh drawled from your mouth as you watched the time. You wished it would go slower or just stop completely. To your disdain, the day came to an end and as much as you wanted Karina to come with you, she said she would rather not survive awkward silence and would prefer to study at home peacefully. The driveway of your house was long and spiraling, enclosed by a covering of trees that could haunt nightmares and was embedded with terror. Walking in, you found your parents laughing with a male presence who you could barely see. Guessing it was your tutor, you slid upstairs to freshen up before having your evening ruined by scoldings and some novice trying to teach you something you could have very well passed if you hadn’t been so ignorant and foolish to go to a party, you shouldn’t have found herself at. Emerging out of the shower, you could barely see yourself through the mirror, by the steam collecting itself on it. Coming out of the bathroom, clothed in only a bathrobe, you halted almost immediately in your tracks at the sight of your tutor, Park Sunghoon, sitting at your desk looking more gorgeous than ever.

“Good evening, pretty girl.” The nickname lazily drawls out of his mouth as he examines you, taking in the very rare sight of seeing you in a bathrobe. Vermillion flooding your face, your heart skips a beat from either embarrassment or from the way he was looking at you.

“Pervert.” You managed to get out, before going back into your bathroom and locking the door. Letting out a silent scream of frustration, you cursed yourself for even thinking about coming out in your bathrobe while a guest was downstairs, including an extra curse to your parents of letting him come up to your room without asking.

“Baby?” He voiced from outside the door.

“Don’t call me that.” You tried hard to sound nonchalant despite the growing embarrassment in your voice.

“Baby,” he said, emphasizing the word to show that he wasn’t going to stop. “You left your clothes out here. Do you need me to get it for you?”

Sighing again, you hummed in agreement as you stepped away from the door and slowly unlocked it. Minutes later, Sunghoon walked in, gaze catching yours immediately and dropping to your figure, lingering for a while until he met your eyes again.

“If you told me that you looked this good in a bathrobe, I would’ve considered becoming second place for you, princess.” He teased, leaving your clothes on the bathroom counter and stalking towards you.

“Do you just flirt with anything in a skirt?” You shot back, looking for your nearest escape.

“I didn’t know you were in a skirt,” he said, glancing down at your legs suggestively. “But even if you weren’t, I’d still flirt with you.” Fighting the urge to knee him in the groin, you slid through the space that was left between the two of you. “Pervert.” You repeated, standing by the door. He turned to you and feigned a pained expression as he put his hand on his chest in mock agony. “Get out so we can get this thing over with.” You said, feeling more impatient in case he tried another one of his tricks. This time he obeyed and made for the door, but not without stopping to lean in your ear and whisper, “I’ll be waiting.”

Closing the door immediately, you tried to soothe your heart rate, which was quickening by the minute.

“Getting tutored is going to suck.” You muttered, quickly getting dressed.

Admitting that you were wrong was something you were never good at. Your pride was your biggest challenge and admitting that even if you didn’t drink and go to the party, you wouldn’t have passed the subject was something you would never utter. It was extremely embarrassing to have your parents scold you in front of him and it was even worse when he looked over your previous exam answers with an unreadable expression on his face. Despite all the embarrassment you felt, the minute your parents were gone, your wall of pride was lifted again as you laid down on your bed, your phone at its highest volume to display an attitude of being unbothered. He left you alone for a while, amused at either your horrendously wrong answers or your attempt at being nonchalant. As you glanced at your phone, you caught the time. It had been 3 hours since he began and he was still in your house. Fighting your sleepiness, you continued your act, indignantly not letting him win. You felt a presence heat the spot behind you in what felt like minutes later.

“What a bad student. Falling asleep when I’m trying to tutor you.” He started, turning to his side and pushing loose strands of hair away from your face. Moving away from his hand, you picked up your phone finding that you had indeed taken a nap. “You weren’t even tutoring me in the first place.” You retorted, blinking your eyes harshly to feel less tired. “Now that, pretty girl, is your problem.” Glaring at him from the corner of your eye, you sat up and attempted to leave your room to maybe win the hearts of your parents to find another tutor. The door opened slightly to reveal the beaming light coming from the chandelier until the light was cut off as the door was pushed closed by another hand. Now sandwiched between the door and Sunghoon, you looked up at him and for some reason, you felt like the world stopped. Your breath quickened as he took a step closer, his boyish grin igniting his face. “It’s your first time so I won’t do anything but remember my love,” He leaned down to your ear, “Bad students get a punishment.” Your heart felt like it was beating in your throat, but you straightened up as he opened the door to exit your room.

“Sweet dreams, pretty girl.” Those were his last words before he disappeared downstairs to talk to your parents. You overheard him talking about how the tutoring sessions should be moved to his house rather than yours and due to how fond your parents were of him; his offer was quickly accepted. Curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back to life, you thought. You briskly decided that you would do anything to see what the punishment was. Not because you wanted to, only because you were just curious.

The months later consisted of studying at his house until it was late, falling asleep on his desk, late late-night calls, and his overly practical activities to get you accustomed to the work. The practical activities didn’t have anything to do with the work, but your marks were improving, which was something your parents were very pleased to see. Summer break came and went, and you were still studying with him. A new school semester started, and you were still studying with him. You got used to his endless teasing even if he never did what he said he was going to do. Months ago, you two would hate to be seen next to each other, now you were always seen together. Empty classrooms that were filled with your laughter or pen tapping and leaving the school later than everyone else.

The day before the test on the subject that previously ruined your marks, you were finishing your assigned homework that seemed to never end. You only had four questions, but you were losing your focus, and that resulted in peering over your shoulder to watch him focus on his work. You watched his dark hair cover his eyes as his face was stoic with the occupation of solving a problem. He looked up abruptly and you turned back to your paper pretending to write. He stood up to check on you and set a timer of seven minutes for you to finish your answers. Answering one question, you sighed and turned to him again, falling into a trance.

Finally deciding to put an end to your endless boredom, you pulled your chair to his desk, watching as he didn’t falter in his work but continued to solve the question. You picked up a pen and began doodling on his page to attract his attention. “Did you finish your work?” He asked, observing the ink skillfully turning into a bear. “No,” you replied, a smug smile slowly growing on your face. He glanced at the timer. “You still have three minutes left. You can at least answer one more question.” He said, turning back to his work. “I don’t want to.” Halting your drawing, you turned to face him, watching as a small smile made its way to his mouth. “My perfect student is being bad. You don’t want to know the consequences of it do you?” You stayed quiet as he leaned closer to you. “Do you?” His breath tickled your neck as he brushed your hair away from your collarbone. His gaze traveled from your neck to your eyes, your breaths mingling. Things like this happened more than once. Due to his teasing personality, he never finished what he started. Instead of waiting for him, you initiated the kiss, your arms resting comfortably around his neck. Much to your disapproval, the timer interrupted it. You pulled back, watching his slightly disheveled face pull back in amusement, lips tinted with your lip gloss. He stopped the timer and stood up, enclosing your wrist in his hand and pulling you up.

“Tutoring dismissed.”

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𓍼 . about us ⋆ p.sunghoon

pairing ๋࣭ ⭑ brothersbsf!sunghoon x f.reader | genre(s) ๋࣭ ⭑fluff, secret relationship word count ๋࣭ ⭑1.1k | warnings ๋࣭ ⭑ petnames (princess, baby, my love), slightly suggestive, mentions of parties, drinking, kisses | status ๋࣭ ⭑ proofread ! | 𓍯 library ๋࣭ ⭑

Seven months ago, upon the birthday of one of your brother’s friends whom you were told to stay away from, loud music ached your head and resounded through your ears, bitter liquid igniting your throat as you made your way through a crowd of third years playing drinking games, declining their invite for you to join them, and forced your way through the vacant kitchen. Refilling a new cup with water to soothe the pain that was crawling into your head, you sat on the kitchen counter after filling it up, closing your eyes and praying that no one entered your room and infused it with disturbing noises and revolting scents. As you opened your eyes, you caught the amused stare of a boy with pale skin, dark brown hair that fell below his eyes, abnormally long fangs, and a sharp jawline. You watched as he scanned you and walked towards you, a boyish grin igniting on his face. Your mind blanks as his built arms form a cage around your body. His face resembled an animal who finally caught something it desired. Snapping out of the trance he had so easily put you in, you attempted to free yourself which was stopped without difficulty. As his face advanced towards yours, your breaths mingled, and a rush of memorabilia flooded your mind as you recalled who he was.

Park Sunghoon.

You were five years old when you first met him, two years before he got into his career of figure skating. You met him through Jake, your older brother by one year, and was instantly included as the baby of the friendship. Mainly because you were the baby of the friendship. Your friendship with him continued until you were 15 when he went abroad to continue his training in figure skating. You knew Jake still called him, but you didn’t know that he came back. Looking much more like a man rather than an adolescent boy.

Leading your mind back to reality, you scanned his face again. Nothing changed much besides the fact that he looked a lot less young than he did when you last saw each other.

“So now do you remember me, love?” He asked, breath fanning your face, probably reading the confusion on your face as you looked at him.

Your stomach lurched at the sudden nickname and hint of playfulness in his tone.

Ignoring his question, you caught his face in your hands and lifted it to examine it better. “You look old.”

Hearing this, his face contorted in confusion at your sudden statement. “That’s one way to welcome me.”

Your mouth curled at the corners as you replied, “My apologies, your highness. I welcome your presence dearly.”

Amused at your tease, he straightened up. “You haven’t changed at all, princess.”

“You’ve changed. You became a massive flirt.” Your nose scrunched to mask the acrobatics your stomach was performing.

“Only for you.”

You could admit that before he left, there was something between the two of you. Exchanging secret glances, holding hands, and the utmost care you would put into doing something that had something to do with him.

“I heard from an unnamed source that you say this to everyone.” Still smiling, your arms engulfed his neck, pulling him into a hug.

“Tell that source, that I only mean it when I’m talking to you.” His body was warm and his hair tickled your shoulder. He adjusted his head and trailed soft kisses from your neck to your cheeks, stopping just as he reached your lips.

Amusement hinted with disappointment washed your features as he pulled away. “You tease.” You muttered, bringing your hand to the nape of his neck and pulling him towards you. Breaths mingled; your lips connected moving in sync as your heartbeat rapidly increased. Separating the both of you, you jumped off the kitchen counter, noticing almost immediately how much he had grown.

“You’re still short.” His lips, now tinted in pink, found their way to your forehead as you tugged at his hand, insisting on bringing him up to your room to show him everything he missed out on while he was gone.

Years had gone by, but it still felt like nothing had changed at all.

All you desired was a moment with him alone. Cramped in your room, your brother and his friends made themselves visibly comfortable by splaying their limbs out on your bed, leaving no breathing space for you who was in between Jake and Sunghoon. The movie was draining and boring, but Sunghoon insisted that they all watch the movie together. With only seven minutes left in the movie, you listened as everyone’s breathing became heavy. Your eyes began to feel heavy and were about to shut before an arm snaked around your waist and pulled you closer to them. He planted a kiss on your neck and adjusted your head so that you were resting on his arm. Flinching, you felt a cold hand sneak under your shirt drawing hearts on your stomach, reminding you how much he loved you.

“Your hands are so cold.” You said, fighting the urge to kick him as his hand was creeping higher.

“I’m cold-blooded.” He replied, his breath warm against your neck as you rolled your eyes at the horrible joke. He kissed your collarbone for a longer period this time and you quickly moved out of his reach, sensing that something that could get the both of you in trouble was about to happen. A grin painted his face as he pulled you back into his arms. “Is my baby scared that they’ll find out about us?” His tone was mocking as he was amused by your cautiousness. He was always getting the both of you into situations like this. Sending you messages when you were showing your brother something, knowing very well that you named him ‘My love’, holding your waist and nuzzling his head between your neck when everyone was around but no one was watching. Elbowing his rib, you turned to face his amused stare as he leaned down to peck your lips. Doing it more than once to tease you. For the last one you initiated it and held it for long, only separating to catch your breath. Lip on lip, moving in sync as your breaths mingled together. You felt someone moving beside you but still didn’t stop just to tease your boyfriend who pulled away almost immediately upon hearing the movement.

You looked up at his face and grinned in utter amusement at the worry that was painted on it.

“Are you scared they’re going to find out about us?” You teased, copying his mocking tone. He grinned back at you and muttered lowly against your hair, “How about we go to my place to continue?”

Your smile increased as you sat up and walked towards your door. "Why not?"

⭑ authors note: my perfectionism tried me while writing this :/

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