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이희승 HEESEUNG 💋 YOU'RE STILL A VIRGIN? [ MDNI. ]

IN WHICH you realize you never completed your most important new year's resolution: losing your virginity. luckily, your roommate is willing to help you out with that

WARNINGS ⨯ smut, porn with a smidge of plot for context, not proofread cuz who needs that, fingering, orgasm denial (briefly), missionary, very vanilla sex, heeseung's kinda awkward #pathetic_men

WORD COUNT ⨯ 3.1k

AUTHOR'S NOTE . . . first work of the year!! sorry for taking an impromptu break so suddenly, but my works will still be coming out slowly as of now, so thank you for your patience 🫶

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“We never finished sharing our new year’s resolutions.”

You stop mid-bite into your pancakes. You and Heeseung had spent all morning making them, finally testing out the new oven you got after the last one broke down during another pancake morning. It survived, luckily. There’s only the taste-test left, but Heeseung’s comment catches you so off guard, you put the fork back down.

“New year’s resolutions?” you repeat. “You mean the ones from basically last year?”

He nods, shoving his first bite in. He hums at the taste. Success. “Yeah, we made those lists and started sharing but then—” Heeseung tilts and quirks his brow in thought. “—I can’t even remember. We probably got distracted, but either way, we never made sure we both completed our lists.”

Chuckling awkwardly, you keep your eyes on the plate. “I don’t even know if I still have mine—”

“I do,” Heeseung interrupts. “We put them in that box, remember? I found it this morning, that’s why I thought to bring them up, ha.”

“You didn’t, er, read them, did you?”

Heeseung shakes his head, chewing through another bite. “I thought it’d be fun to go through them and see what we’ve done or not.” He lightly taps his fork around his plate. “We’ve got a few days before the new year starts, no plans, I don’t know…”

“No, no, yeah, I get it,” you assure, nodding quickly. “I just, um, they were stupid. I was stupid. This year changed me, you know?”

Your roommate looks at you with a teasing glint in his eye. “Oh yeah?” He watches you nod again. “All the more reason to get them.” And before you know it, he’s rushing to his room to, you assume, get the box he’d mentioned earlier.

It’s not long before he’s practically skipping back into the kitchen-dining area bringing the box. Tossing his plate aside, he sets the box in between you two and sits back down. You’re anxious at how he unfolds the lid and pulls out two sheets of crumpled paper.

“Yours was the one with the rip at the top,” you say, reading the questions in his mind. Your face flushes as you realize that’ll only prompt him to take it out the other first.

He smiles at you before hiding his face behind the paper. He begins to read it out loud. “Resolution one: Learn how to make (good) pancakes—” Grabbing his fork, he clinks it twice against the porcelain. “Check. Number two: Make weekly savings—Check, right?”

You hum, your leg shaking beneath the table.

“Alright, and then—” He lowers the paper. Your eyes widen. “Lose my virginity?”

“Okay!” you say overenthusiastically. “See! I was being stupid, such a dumb thing to write on a new year’s resolution list, right? Haha, so funny, let’s just throw these out—”

“Wait, but we can cross this off, though, right? You had that boyfriend?”

“He wasn’t my boyfriend,” you clarify. “He was… gross. I never really liked him like that, so it just never happened. It’s whatever, I’m a virgin, okay, let’s move on. Isn’t the next thing I put down like eat more salads—”

“You’re still a virgin?”

You look at him bewildered. What was up with the intonation? Was it really shocking? Why does he even care? You suppose he’s always been the nosy type, just never assumed it would translate to this, as well.

He seems to realize the second meaning to his words and fumbles to take them back. “Okay, not like—I didn't mean it in a weird way, I’m just surprised that you’re... you know?”

“It’s… whatever,” you clarify. “It’s fine. It’ll happen at the right moment, right? That’s what they all say.” You'd shovel another bite into your mouth and you can’t help but taste the bitterness from your words with the sweetness of the syrup. “I’ll get over it when it’s done and gone.”

Heeseung clears his throat, paper discarded to the side, his eyes fixed on your plate in deep thought. “Do you…”

You raise a brow.

“Do you want my help?”

In your defense, you really hate being a virgin. Not that it’s embarrassing or shameful to be one, but the fact that you swore to yourself that you wouldn't be a virgin anymore since last year makes you want to crumble up inside.

You just don’t want to embarrass yourself in front of your past self. Imagine her laughing at you? That’s a new low.

Which leads to this moment right now. Laying in Heeseung’s bed, in Heeseung’s room, waiting for Heeseung to come back into said room with the “supplies” he was rushing out to get.

The door slowly swings open as Heeseung pushes it with his back, his hands full. He makes eye contact with you and a pout makes its way across his lips. “You’re still wearing your clothes?”

Your eyes snap open wider. “Yes?!”

“We’re gonna have sex, Y/N, your clothes aren’t supposed to be on.” He smiles at you as he sets down lube and condoms.

A wave of relief washes over you when you realize he’s just teasing. Heeseung’s a gentleman, but it’s not like you've gotten the chance to know the side of him you two swore to never let you meet. He could’ve been a weirdo creep for all you knew, as long as he was paying his half of the rent it never mattered until right now.

“Do you want me to turn around when you take them off?” Yep, just the same old awkwardly sweet Heeseung you’ve always known.

You smile, albeit nervously. “You’ll see me naked anyway, might as well put on a strip performance to get you in the mood.”

He laughs at your sarcasm, then points to the lights. “We could turn those off if you want.”

For a moment, you consider it. If not for the hopes of Heeseung seeing the least possible, but for the ambiance. Do people leave the lights on or off during sex? Not like you know. Ultimately, you shake your head, getting off from the bed and sticking your hands under the hem of your shirt. “Ready?” you ask him, though the question is more internalized.

His hum is muffled by his hands reaching at the collar of his shirt.

At once, you two pull your shirts off together.

Standing bare chest to bare chest - with bra - you eye him carefully. “You take your shirt off from the top?”

“What?”

You mirrored his previous action. “You took your collar and pulled your head through the neck hole first—” your words muffle as you reenact it sloppily. “Normal people take their arms out first.”

Heeseung stiffles a laugh behind his hand. “Aren’t you supposed to try to seduce me?”

“Is this not sexy?”

“Oh, please, go on, you’re making me hard.”

The two of you laugh and you realize you’re not so nervous anymore. The anxious jitters left your hands and you can feel your muscles relaxing. It’s just Heeseung. Just Heeseung.

As he recovers from a fit of laughter, you look at him in a way you haven’t taken the chance to ever since you met almost two years ago. His arms that flex when he wraps them around himself. His smile which switches to a sly smirk when he’s resisting the urge to laugh louder. His hair that falls neatly into place, over his eyes that glint to the point you can’t take your gaze away from them.

Heat rushes to your cheeks.

He’s attractive. Yeah, that’s been obvious.

Your type? Maybe…

But this is different. And, oh god, he’s going to have sex with you.

Heeseung clears his throat, snapping you out of your daze.

“Pants?” he asks cautiously. His eyes are brimmed with concern, probably sensing your confused thoughts, clearly not understanding what you’re telling yourself.

You respond by tugging at your sweatpant laces, letting them drop down dramatically. Heeseung keeps his eyes glued to your movement, eyes widening at the sight of your bare legs and white panties. He quickly reaches for his belt.

To your surprise, you can see that he’s, at the very least, getting hard. Maybe it’s nerves. You try not to think too much about the possible influence the sight of your almost-bare body has on him.

Still, to test the waters and ease or completely disrupt your mind, you ask, “Can you help me with my bra?”

He fumbles an answer, you’re pretty sure you hear a ‘yes’ through his blabs, as he kicks out of his pants fully and stumbles to your side of the bed. You turn your back to him, giving him the cue by raising your hair away from the clasp.

Shivers run down your spine at his gentle, warm touch on your skin. You never knew you were sensitive, but with every simple movement, every brush against your back has you feeling goosebumps running up your arms.

Heeseung’s breath is hollow behind you.

When the clasp is finally undone, you pull your arms out of the straps, letting the material drop to the floor with your other discarded clothes.

You turn to face Heeseung, his eyes saying more than any words could mean. Stunned, he asks, “Can I kiss you?”

“Yes,” you whisper in return, eyes drifting down to his mouth.

He doesn't hesitate to lean in. His arms naturally slide around your waist, pulling you flush against his body as his lips hungrily crash into yours. You gasp through the initial shock of ferocity, relaxing into his hold with your hands coming up to the nape of his neck.

His fingers squeeze your skin pulling a sound from your mouth, muffled by his lips. You don’t even notice the way his knees push you back until you’re laying on the bed, lips still attached to Heeseung’s, but even those pull away eventually. You almost get up onto your elbows to chase after his touch, but stop yourself at the sight of his intense gaze.

Your gazes lock with each other for a moment, before he finally breaks contact to rush to the bedside cabinet where the lube bottle sits. He pours a generous amount on his fingers, rubbing the gel slowly. He eyes the way it reflects the light and this one reaction makes you think he’s never seen it before, but you doubt it — you’ve heard his sexual escapades thanks to your graciously thin walls.

“I’m going to finger you first,” Heeseung interrupts your thoughts.

You simply hum in return, letting your legs fall apart for him to get back into place, between them.

Heeseung has one hand on your thigh, the other levitates over your skin with nearly-dripping lube, but his eyes are on yours, waiting for another nod before he can continue.

Giving him the signal, you aren’t prepared for the chill that runs down your spine at the cold sensation of the lube on your sensitive skin. Soon enough, though, your gasps turn to gentle hums as Heeseung draws little circles on your bare pussy.

“This okay?”

You nod needily.

One finger finally intrudes, swimming through your walls and curls to find that certain spot. Your hips roll into it—you never thought it'd be this different from your own fingers.

“More,” you whimper.

“Already?” Heeseung teases, but you can hear partial genuinity in his tone.

Wordlessly, your hand reaches down to his, pulling at it to get another finger inside of you.

Heeseung chuckles in disbelief, but doesn't disobey your request.

Two fingers in and you’re letting soft gasps escape your lips, eyes already threatening to roll back at the rhythmic pattern Heeseung’s keeping up. He pushes in, pulls out, pushes back in and curls into you. You match his pace with your hips, hoping to deepen his touch. He’s so close, so close to where you need him.

Meanwhile, his thumb rolls gently over your clit to ease the tension of the stretch. It helps, making your head spin and forcing you to focus entirely on the pleasure you feel, rather than the pain.

Heeseung doesn't warn you when he slips in a third, but you’re busy throwing your head back, moaning to tell him off for it.

“Fuck,” you whisper to the ceiling. “‘Is so good.”

Your back arches as Heeseung’s fingers reach your G-spot, curling and tickling the bundle of nerves, ripping out more muffled moans, your hand thrown to your mouth not to disturb the neighbours.

“Right there!” you moan. “Right—shit, yes—Right there!” When he keeps at it, you can't hold on much longer. “Fuck, I’m so close—”

And then it’s gone.

All the pleasure is ripped away from you as Heeseung pulls out of you coldly, barely looking your way as he turns to the bedside cabinet.

“Hey,” you whine, albeit childishly.

It’s as if something clicks and he turns back to you. “Sorry,” he singsongs out. “I didn’t want you to come so soon, I still have to actually fuck you, right?”

You pout, but ultimately he’s right. That’s what you're here for. “Fine.”

He fumbles with the condom packet, eventually giving up at going at it with his lubed-fingers and rips the package with his teeth.

“I could’ve helped,” you tell him, smiling teasingly.

“I got it. I got it.” He waves his hand at you before he uses that same hand to roll down the condom and—Holy. Shit. He’s packing.

You never took the time to think about his size, though you probably would've determined it was a decent size from the outline of it when he's chilling on the couch with sweats on.

But now that it's out, hard and flush against his toned abs? You take a deep breath and try not to think too much about how it must taste, how it’d feel to have him down your throat—as if you even know how to give a proper blowjob. Maybe he could guide you, holding your head from the back and pushing it back and forth rhythmically up and down his cock and—

“Y/N?”

“Huh?”

“I asked if you’re sure about this?”

He’s pumping his cock as he asks. You resist the urge to lick your lips.

“Yes,” you say. “I’m ready.” And there’s no lie in your words.

Heeseung crawls back onto the bed once more, staying on his knees when his body is lined up with yours. He nods to himself and you before lining up his dick with your entrance, one hand falling to the side of your head, the other resting on your lower stomach as he pushes in slowly.

The intrusion is unfamiliar. The stretch hurts more than expected. Yet, your mouth is agape in frozen pleasure — Heeseung let his hand fall lower and is now drawing circles on your clit to ease the tension.

He keeps his thumb on your pussy while slowing his movement to a stop. “Tell me when I can move.”

Instead of relaxing into the stretch, preparing yourself for more friction, you focus entirely on Heeseung’s movements on your clit. Rolling the bud of pleasure between his two fingers, your eyes flutter shut in pleasure.

You test the waters by flexing your core muscles, squeezing your walls against Heeseung’s cock.

“Fuck,” he groans, snapping his hips forward at once, but he quickly stops himself. Heeseung looks up at you with cutely worried wide eyes. “Shit, sorry—Are you okay?”

You giggle. “Go!” you say between laughs, rolling your hips down to get him going.

He doesn't need to be told twice. He quickly resumes his previous thrust, your legs are naturally pushed apart to give him more access—moans spill from your lips at the newfound depth he reaches.

Heeseung’s head dips, his hair falling over his face, but does nothing to hide his expressions. You watch him for a moment, reveling in how good your pussy is making him feel. You clench around him again and his mouth falls open. He lets out the most harmonious sound you never expected from him but want to hear again and again.

So, you roll your hips into his, until your lower stomachs are threatening to brush against each other, until Heeseung lowers from his hands to elbows, and your bodies are flushed against each other. Your skins are sticky with sweat, but you can’t be bothered. Not with his rhythmic thrusts reaching so deep inside of you. Not with his fingers still playing with your clit, torturing the bud with nonstop pleasure. Not with his lips so close to your mouth, and your head pulling itself upward to capture them in another kiss.

Your hands snake to the back of his head, curling into his messy hair and pulling gently to bring him closer to you. His free hand finds its way into your hair, too, pushing the flyaways back into the rest of the mess, away from your face, before it rests gently on your neck, guiding you in the kiss.

“Fuck, baby,” he whispers into your mouth as your walls clench around him again.

Your head spins at his low tone, pleasure bubbling in your stomach in a way it never has before. “I’m—Shit—I’m so close!”

Heeseung takes this as a signal to speed up his fingers on your clit, and slows down his thrusts, deepening them with each push in.

“Come on, come for me.”

And you do.

So much, like never before.

Your back arches into him, head thrown back, letting out a sinful string of moans. You’d curse from the pleasure, but your thoughts aren't coherent enough to form words.

You’re frozen in place, legs shaking as Heeseung pulls out to finish himself off. He jerks off into the condom on top of your wasted body, coming undone as soon as your dazed eyes meet his hungry gaze.

He doubles over, landing on his hand, face mere inches away from yours. “Fuck,” he says.

“Fuck,” you repeat, a giggle in your tone.

“Congratulations,” he says, rolling onto his back to be laying beside you. “You’re no longer a virgin.”

Your weak arms raise in a small celebration. “Yay.”

“How was it?”

You can’t even respond, hands coming up to cover your flushed face. You can feel Heeseung’s smirk behind them.

“I’ll take that as good.” Then, after a beat. “Does that mean you'd want to do it again?”

Your hands fall flat to your sides in one quick movement. “What?”

“There’s so much more I can teach you.”

“No,” you say while shaking your head. He looks defeated, you almost want to reach up and pet him like a dog. “Not until you buy me dinner.”

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equestriagirl16 · 1 year

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MALLYUU HOWLS MOVING CASTLE AU

MC BEING THE: “Find me in the future!”

TO MALLEUS’: Sorry I kept you waiting.~”

UUUUUUUAAAAAAGHHHHHASACBANSJSKS-

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foxeebit · 2 months

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Touch - Jeong Yunho

pairing: jeong yunho x reader

genre: smut, pwp (just a tiny little bit of context)

word count 0.9k~

warnings: teasing, yunho’s hands (yup), a hint of unprotected sex (DONT DO IT), fingering, begging, dom!yunho if you squint, squirting, wet mess, yunho-has-a-big-dick-and-he-knows-it, not proof read.

summary: friends don’t touch each other like yunho touches you…

A/N: im just completely obsessed with yunho and this came out of nowhere. please forgive grammar errors etc bc i didn’t check anything, these are just filthy thoughts of a sunday afternoon.

he’s the type of person to become friends with you by being the funniest guy in the room. laughing with him feels like the easiest thing in the world and he gets to win your trust by being extremely reliable. he’s always there for you either you’re in need of him or not, he always knows what you need and when you need it.

he would gradually get you comfortable with physical affection to the point he can’t keep his hands off of you anymore. he’s always running his fingers through your neck, hugging you from behind and staying there with his arms wrapped around you whilst caressing your tummy, keeping a hand on you thigh when he’s driving... his hands are everywhere all the time.

it doesn’t matter where you are, if you’re alone watching a movie, you’ll feel his hands running up and down your arm giving you chills from his soft touch, or if you’re out with your group of friends, he’ll keep his fingers running through your hand, caressing and intertwining them from time to time to keep your hands warm (even though it’s just because he loves to see how small your hands look when holding his own).

he’s trained you so well to accept his touches that you don’t even bother to resist or complain when he makes the first move to touch you where he actually wanted. so when you’re sitting between his thighs on the couch reading on your kindle while he’s playing fortnite, he loses another match and can’t help but compensate his frustration by sliding his hands under your oversized shirt and caress your tits covering them with his huge hands.

“do you mind?” his fingers starts to pinch your nipples sending a clear sign to your core when he decides to whisper in a soft deep voice in your ear. “i can make you feel so good, baby.” he runs kisses through your neck already knowing your most sensitive.

it keeps getting harder and harder to breathe when he runs down one of his hands to rest on top of your loose cotton shorts. “please…” your heavy breaths turn into small whines waiting for whatever he has planned for you.

“tell me what do you want and i’ll give it to you” he feels you hips moving towards his hands, striving for any sort of contact. “you so horny you can’t even speak? i can’t wait to see how wet my baby’s pussy is for me” his words only made you more needy, resting your head on his chest, you look up to him ready to beg.

“i need your hands on my pussy, please make my cum i can’t take it anymore. you’ve been teasing me for so long, it’s not fair.” you see him smirk and feel his hands starting to run circles on your clit over your shorts, you felt immediate relief but it isn’t enough.

you grabbed his hands and guided it inside your shorts ands panties, finally reaching your wet folds making you moan softly feeling the tips of his fingers going up and down superficially on your core. “my girl is so needy for me. is that what you wanted to to every time i touched your?” your moans keeps getting louder whilst he spreads your wetness throughout your pussy. “s-stop torturing me. just one finger, please”

“how many times have you touched yourself thinking of me after we hung out? i bet i have already fucked you so many times in your dirty mind, i know in mine i have.” tears starts to roll down your face from the teasing and you feel your hole clenching around nothing waiting to be filled up.

you close your eyes and take a deep breath, trying to ignore the bulge you can feel pressing your butt. “when you started to keep your hands resting on my thighs frequently, i stopped wearing panties under my dresses hoping you would make me cum in front of everyone without them noticing”

you feel his middle finger entering your cunt harshly, going deep at his first thrust and you moan his name loudly in response. “you horny little whore didn’t even worry about getting caught. argh, your cunt is so tight, baby. i’m gonna need to stretch you well so you can take my big cock” you hips keep moving to follow his fingers when he inserts another finger and makes sure to keep his palm aligned to you rub your clit on every thrust. “yuyu, please… i need to cum” becoming a whining mess, you have no control over your thoughts anymore, all you can think of is how deep his fingers are inside your pussy and how good they’re making you feel. “that’s okay, come for me my love” he take his other hand off your nipples and start to rub circles around your clit whilst thrusting your cunt even harder, moving his tips to reach your spot. you were already screaming when your orgasm comes, making you squirt all over his fingers and the couch.

he keeps playing with your cunt working you through your high until you stop his hand. “i can’t, too sensitive” he laughs softly, gives you a kiss on your left temple and put your hands under your thighs to push you up just enough to take off your shorts and pull his thick cock out his joggers. you feel the tip of his dick brushing through your swollen folds collecting your juices, when he finally slid inside you in a harsh thrust making you to moan at the sensation. “i said i was stretching you for me, didn’t i?”

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wontune · 4 months

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♥︎' wonwoo ( seventeen ) lockscreens .

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enha-stars · 11 days

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✧ instagram stories for sunghoon

pairing: idol!sunghoon x reader

warnings: reader is obsessed w him, breeding joke, a little suggestive, hoon is hot

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starflungwaddledee · 7 months

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kirbytober 2023 07: headcanon [ prev || next ]

coughs weakly

headcanons and worldbuilding are my beloved kryptonite, so i have a lot of really dense stuff like this that i suspect is broadly uninteresting to most folks. but i hope you'll enjoy this one about everyone's favourite lil' liar!

#kirbytober #kirbtober #magolor #my art #awtdy au #i have a million other headcanons about him and everyone and everything else so it was hard to pick just one to do for this prompt #but i wanted to draw my other favourite little guy so it was time #my headcanons and worldbuilding

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yeosbbm · 7 months

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dont go to bed angry….

Smut | MDNI

genre/tags: bestfriends to strangers (??) to lovers/college au

pairing: stem major! fem reader x dance major! woo

summary/plot: you and wooyoung have been bffs since you came to seoul for college. you two have been inseparable and are always there for each other. however, when you have a serious upcoming exam where you need woo the most he’s.. strangely been avoiding you ? after a heated argument with him on a flooded night he stays at your dorm till the storm passed over. he finally confesses the cause of his avoidance…in your bed .

warnings/prevs: not proofread semi toxic wooyoung, dirty talk, light choking, biting/marking, dry humping, spooning, fingering (fem received), oral (fem received), unprotected piv (wear condoms bro.), somnophilia, dubcon, possessive wording and actions

a/n: this is my first work ever PLEASEE SPARE ME OK. but yea enjoy ik it’s lengthy you can honestly skip through it if you’re only interested in the smut rather than the mini bit of plot 😭

“woo can you bring my textbooks over to my place I left them at yours 🫠”

Read. Every message for the past month and a half Woo either gave a delayed 1-2 word response or no response at all.

You sigh and sit your phone back down to continue studying and writing down your biochem notes. You have an exam worth 80% of your grade for the semester. Your professor is ruthless and has high expectations for your score. For the past month you’ve only had time to study, eat and shower meaning you’ve had to abandon all task and activities that don’t involve your biochem grade.

Typically when you were overwhelmed or had mountains of work to Wooyoung would be there for you. Since you started school abroad you and woo have been attached to the hip, sometimes getting called thing 1 and thing 2 by school admin and others on campus. Being a dance major he had so much more free time since he was already so talented and got the routines and choreographies down fast.

So whenever you had no time to take care of yourself, Woo was your right hand man to help you out. He’d bring you food, bring your favorite drink in, help with laundry, and remind you to eat and have free time whenever you got too caught up in work. Or he’d simply just be there for you, sitting by you writing or typing away keeping you company and making you laugh.

You reciprocated his kindness by coming to watch and support him during his rehearsals or whenever he presented his choreo to the dance teacher. You’d bring him his favorite treats from the student center and a hot towel or cold drink whenever he was exhausted from practice or rehearsing. Massaging his aching shoulders and calves in the dance room until he felt good as new. In all honestly you always had a crush on Woo I mean cmon ? He’s beautiful, but you’ve always pushed your feelings away to hold onto the friendship.

But lately Wooyoung has been so cold, never texting back and whenever you catch him on campus with San and Seonghwa he’d glance and walk faster. It’s beginning to hurt. You want to give him the benefit of the doubt but it just feels as thought he no longer wants nothing to do with you. He doesn’t even come over, you’ve spent the past month and a half by yourself cooped up in your room writing notes and sleeping alone.

While trying to open the next 76 slide PowerPoint your teacher assigned to you, a small epiphany that perhaps Woo is just as overwhelmed as you are and probably needs a boost comes into your mind. You were sure this was the best way to bring him back into your life. Finally getting up from your study desks you put on some quick slides and grab your tote bag so you can grab some treats for Wooyoung from the campus stores since you knew that around this time he’d be in the dance room.

After finally getting the treats you notice despite it being warm outside there was a light trickle of rain but you paid no mind to it, you walked into the dance room seeing Woo, Hwa and San sat stretching and talking. Wooyoung is relaxed slumped over stretching his legs, laughing and flashing his handsome grin to the others. However when Wooyoung sees you approaching he shoots right up and instead of being joyed to see you he looks irritated and dismissive.

“Hey Woo I got you these cookies and chips idk if-” You’re cut off by Woo’s cold stare. It’s as if you didn’t even know him, or moreso he didn’t know you.

“Not hungry give them to San, your textbooks are in my cubby. ” He says it so quick that it’s obvious he’s trying to shoo you away as soon as possible. You toss the chips to San and shove the rest of the treats back into your bag. You quickly get your textbooks out his cubby and toss them in your bag as well.

“Idk what I did to you Woo but lose my number and continue to leave me alone, I’m done being your friend.”

The sky is officially grey outside and your mood is ruined. You’re shuffling through campus square trying to make it to your dorm. While walking through you see all of your peers and other students with their ‘person’ or friend group. While the one person you turned to the most is giving you the cold shoulder. Tears welled up in your eyes and you take out your phone to see the time and whether only to see a notification. It’s a story post from Woo. You open it to see Woo posed with Hwa and some random girl in his class, the caption made your chest feel heavy.

“My favorite girl here”

That was the final straw. You blocked Wooyoung everywhere. You couldn’t even walk around anymore and sat at a bench to cry your feelings out while nobody was around. So many thoughts circled your mind, but you finally snap out of it once you feel the rain trickle harder and harder on you and the thunder begin to roll.

After running over to your dorm using your arms as a shield from the downpour you finally make your way into your single dorm. Instead of finding solace and peace once you open the door and step in..you find Wooyoung sitting on your couch, obviously waiting for you to come home since who knows when.

“Who let you in.” You sighed trying to hold composure, immediately heading to your kitchen to sit your bag down.

He gets up from the couch using his forearm to block you from walking any further to sternly say, “Why did you block me.”

“You know exactly what you did and that it would hurt my feelings.”

You stare into his eyes, gritting your teeth in frustration of the situation, you take a breath and look away from him to mutter a piece of your mind.

“Why do you even give a fuck about what I do. I’m nobody to you from what I remember.”

Wooyoung rolls his eyes and opens his mouth to give his rebuttal but you immediately cut him off. “No text no calls, I can’t even come see you without being pushed away. You don’t give a shit about me anymore admit it.”

“Look you’re overthinking, it’s been a while but you know that post wasn’t that deep.”

“Not that deep? Fuck you Wooyoung get out.”

You attempt to push him away but he grabs your forearms. You look up to see him with a clenched jaw. He notices the tension within the air and the discomfort in your face and softens his grip, he looks down at the ground as if he’s calculating his next response . He lets go, and rather than grabbing his things and walking out he brings you into a hug.

“I’m sorry. I’ve been distant yes. I know you’re mad but please understand it’s only because I ha-” His words come to a halt once a crash of thunder interrupts him and the flood warning amber alert rung excessively seconds afterwards.

You remove yourself from Woos hold and stare at your phone. After realizing what was happening you then walk over to a window to see the damage the storm had caused. The flood wasn’t complete danger since you’re on a higher floor of the dorms so it luckily won’t affect you as for tonight. But, Wooyoung has no way of getting home since the roads were swamped. There isn’t even a single bus attempting to go through these roads. You sigh and turn with your heel to bring your gaze back to Wooyoung.

“I’ll sleep on the couch it’s no worry..”

You look at him up and down, and it’s up until this moment you realize how much you’ve missed him just by seeing him sitting at your place again.

“We can share a bed. I’m mad but I’m not a monster, just be out by the morning or whenever the flood clears.”

Woo mutters a thank you and you walk into your bathroom to be left alone and wash off the tension from the stand-off you a Woo had.

You showered and changed into some cute pajama shorts and a pullover sweater with your college’s logo on the front. You’re beginning to drift off but hear Woo finally come out the bathroom. His hair was damp from the quick shower he took after yours and he sported a white tee and some grey sweatpants he left here the last time he was over for a movie night. You continue to lie on the bed and pretend to not acknowledge Woo as your best attempt to give him the cold shoulder. After some minutes, your eyes almost rip open when you feel a dip in the mattress due to Woo finally resting on it. He gets on simply resting on his side but slowly makes his way towards you and begins to big spoon you and hold you as close as possible.

You want to kick him from behind and tell him to scoot over, but you haven’t felt this much comfort from Wooyoung in so long. Plus considering you want him gone by maybe tomorrow, you’ll take every bit of affection you can get. After some time and a million raindrops later you drift off to sleep.

You wake up still being somewhat caught in your sleep only able to hear a slight shifting accompanied with the dense rain hitting your rooms window and thunder rolling within the sky. But, once you become more aware of your surroundings, you feel Wooyoung shifting around and rolling his hips into yours from behind.

That’s when you begin to hear the low groans and sighs. It started with him slowly humping into you faintly not making too much contact but now he’s switched into grinding his hips in a more methodical bold fashion. You laid there feeling the print of his cock collide with your now wet cunt. Then he stops.

The sudden stop in movement caught you off guard and brought you back to reality. Did that really happen ? It couldn’t have . He was just moving around to get more cover…or maybe to get more space right ? But you know for a fact you felt his bare hard cock underneath his sweats, pressing into you from behind. And you know for a fact your pussy was clenching and dripping while he was doing so .

You convince yourself you just need more sleep, he was just shifting to get comfortable, or maybe he’s just a boy having a wet dream. You close your eyes, following the pattern of the rain to hum you asleep.

Moments have passed and you wake up again but to an even more obvious disturbance. Wooyoungs head in between your thighs taking careful bites out of them. You had no words and can only gaze at the taboo display.

He kisses and licks the marks he was leaving but once he realizes your breathing changed he looks up and finally makes eye contact with you. However, instead of uttering a humiliated apologizing or explanation he uses his teeth to bring your pj shorts and panties down. When they’re finally low enough for him, he parts your legs as if this interaction was normal and while making dead eye contact with you licks a stripe up your cunt and ends the line with his lips around your clit.

Your mouth goes agape and you let out a shocked but pleasured moan only able to watch.

“I’ve loved you for so long y/n you don’t understand. I can’t lie about my feelings any longer. I just want fill you with my cock, just ruin your pretty pussy” He puts two fingers into your cunt and gets back to working on your clit, making sure to make as much of a mess as possible with his saliva.

He brings his face off, your arousal and his saliva glistening on his pretty lips and chin. He licks the mess off his bottom lip so he can say more.

“I want you y/n. For me alone. I haven’t texted you or called because I couldn’t contain how I felt. I was scared you’d be uncomfortable or brush me off because of your studies.” He takes out his fingers and brings his mouth back on your cunt. Sloppily making out with it and bringing his tongue in and out of your hole. Sometimes bringing his face back up just so he can spit on it and make an even bigger mess.

You didn’t know what to say, consumed by both pleasure and confusion. Pleasure from him finger fucking you with precision and purpose constantly prodding that one spot in your cunt that makes your back arch. The confusion with how he can casually explain himself with his fingers so deep inside you. All you could manage was to moan his name and spread your legs even wider.

At this point, your pajama shorts and panties are gone..probably dangling off the corner edge of your bed or discarded on the floor, only woo knows where he tossed your bra off to while the college sweater you went to sleep with is now rolled up, exposing your breast and torso. Wooyoung finally brings his face away after you cum all over it. As you moaned and whined in ecstasy, he kisses you making you taste yourself on his lips.

He puts himself back into the big spoon position he was in when you both first fell asleep. He kisses and marks you up a bit more in the crook of your neck while lightly toying and mounding your breast in his comforting hands.

He brings his face back up to your ear and carefully whispers..

“Inside…please can I put it inside..let me fuck and cum in you” He rolls his hips lightly into yours for emphases. “I’ll never avoid you again, I’m yours I won’t leave your side again” His hand drops to your clit slowly adding pressure and applying deep circles.

You moan and turn your head away from him, the closeness and intimacy is overwhelming and you’re now caught in a whirlwind of heat filled pleasure . You know you want this bad, but your mind is filled to capacity with so many thoughts. Will this ruin the friendship ? Will things be the same ? How will everyone view you two after this ?

Woo notices your overthinking and brings his free hand higher and begins to softly wrap it around your neck only lightly squeezing forcing you to make eye contact with him.

“ I don’t want you to leave my side either I want you to walk around with a piece of me with you at all times” He plays with your clit faster making you take quicker breaths. “Don’t you want that..always having a piece of me inside you ? Right y/n?” You nod and mindlessly mewl due to being so fucked out from his hands and prior his mouth alone.

“Oh baby I knoww” While cooing to you he plunges his fingers back in as he did in the beginning. A pornographic moan falls from your lips as he deeply fucks and curls his fingers into you.

“Your cock please put it in I can’t take it Woo please !!” You call out with the small bit of voice you had left in you.

Woo lifts your leg up and brings his cock into you. It easily slips in from how worked open you were and you feel him stretch your soft wet walls and his tip kiss your cervix. He starts with hesitant experimental thrust, but as soon as he realizes you’re comfortable and want more he begins pounding.

You can’t help yourself and can only moan and babble . As he bullies his thick cock into you the only thing that falls from your lips is fucked out nonsense and pleas for him to not stop.

He momentarily slows down now and brings his face down so he can bite down on your neck. Once again rolling his hips so sensually, the contrast of the knot slowly building up inside you from his slow yet heavy thrust and the pain and harshness of his bite makes you go dumb.

“You take me so well, look at you..so pretty. Fuuuck I’ve only imagined this with my cock in my hand.”

He lifts your leg higher up. Something about this spooning position makes Wooyoung reach the absolute depth of your throbbing cunt. He roughly rocks his hip into yours, you can hear the wet obscene sound of him driving his cock in and out coinciding with the heavy ran outside.

“I’m about to cum so deep in you..y/n I love you so much , stay with me, I don’t care just stay by me” A choked I love you too was all you could say as you came all over his cock, his release and orgasm following suit. You felt his warm seed paint your insides, it’s complete luck that you’re on the pill. Wooyoung drags his cock out and puts you into an embrace.

He peppers and ghosts kisses over your face while you lay limp in his hands, the rain has finally stopped and filling the room is you and Woos soft breathe. You both drift off all over again.

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illriize · 23 days

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JUST A BET. riize, jung sungchan

pairing. idol!sungchan x fan!reader

genre. fluff, angst, crack, nsfw??

synopsis. in which sungchan makes a bet with his fellow bandmates where he has to become friends with a fan on twitter. y/n somehow ends up being the lucky fan account that catches his attention.

01. MOOTS

LAST CHAPTER. MASTERLIST. NEXT CHAPTER.

taglist. @seunghancore @dutifullyannoyingfox @palchokitty @rksbae @jeongintwt @rkidazed @wccycc @bbinababy

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wonkibrainrot · 25 days

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SEUNGHAN READING THE MESSAGES????

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jjongslutz · 3 months

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thoughts of Jay having doggy style sex and yk, hair pulling or kind of stuff like that😵‍💫

the way he wouldn't be able to control himself if you're on all fours, splayed out in front of him, ready to be used to his pleasure,,

his hands would find themselves in your hair, getting entangled as he uses your hair as a guide for his rhythm—pulling your head back as he pounds into you, loosening his hold when he agonizingly, slowly pulls out of you only to slam again, forcing you to throw your head back to match his pace

when you're both getting closer to the edge, he'd push your head down into the pillow while lifting your hips higher into his for him to lay against your chest - you feel his heavy breath against the skin of your neck - and reach downward with the hand that was messily in your hair to play with your pussy. roughly, he'd draw circles against your cunt, not stopping his hips from slamming against yours—you're gasping and moaning from hazed pleasure, not daring to tell him to slow down until you're coming undone, overstimulated

a/n - ah rough doggy style... a classic

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baby-yongbok · 2 months

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Mine - Kim Seungmin x afab!Reader

Genre: Smut Drabble/ Hard Thought - MDNI Word Count: 672

Warnings: Degradation, cursing A/N: My head is spinning right now, I found out that there are BDSM muzzles. (I'm buying one immediately) and then I thought about Seungmin saying that he should muzzle you and it all went down hill from there. I might turn this into a longer fic eventually idk but my brain was rotting with this thought. ✧ Masterlist ✧

Thinking about how Seungmin would act when he finds out that you, his best friend, has a Twitter account dedicated to posting lewd photos and videos of yourself. You told him about it on a whim while the two of you were watching a movie on your couch and before you knew it he was scrolling down your shared media. A small grin on his face as he watches a video of you fucking some guy you hooked up with on a random night out.

"You think this was good?" He'd look over at you with an expression so serious that you couldn't tell if he really wanted an answer to his question "I could fuck you way better than this"

That's how you ended up with your back against his chest as the two of you sat on your couch. Your legs spread open and your exposed pussy on display to your best friend. "You must really be a slut, huh?" His fingers would trail light circles around your clit, teasing you so slowly that it made your head spin. You whine for more, bucking your hips up into his hand.

"Do you just let any guy have access to this pretty pussy? And you're so fucking needy too. You want more?" He was inside of you in an instant, filling you up mercilessly and fucking into you like you belonged to him. He was right when he said that he could fuck you better, you could feel that delicious knot in your stomach as soon as he started fucking into your g-spot at the perfect angle.

“Look at you, my dumb mutt is drooling. Is my cock so good that you need to make a fucking mess?” Yes, it is that good, you find yourself babbling as he fucks you harder. It’s so much but you keep asking for more and he keeps giving. His new favorite thing is watching you fall apart on his cock. He never would’ve thought that his sweet and innocent best friend could be so lewd. It was all an act.

He’d laugh when you beg him to fuck you harder, landing a bruising slap on your ass as he rams into you. “You want more? Don’t run from it, pup you just asked for this.” He’d pull out right when you announce that you’re close and turn you around, propping your legs up over his shoulders so that he can reach spots that he couldn’t before. Your moans and cries drown out the sound of skin slapping and Seungmin’s own grunts of pleasure. He’d rub your clit to edge you a bit then stick those arousal covered digits in your mouth to keep you quiet.

“Shut the fuck up, such a noisy bitch. I should muzzle you.” He smiles when you clench around him, shaking his head in disbelief. “You’d fucking like that wouldn’t you? You want me to fucking gag you? Such a slut.”

He’d get a bit sweeter when he gets close to finishing, he’d praise you with each sloppy thrust. Kissing your calves and sucking and nipping bruises into your ankle. You unravel as soon as his fingers brush against your clit, shaking underneath him and chanting his name like he created your entire universe. “Oh fuck oh fuck you’re so pretty when you cum, baby. That’s it.”

He’d fall apart shortly after, the image of your eyes rolling back as you came around him throws him over the edge. He covers you in his sticky release with his head thrown back and his chest rising and falling violently. “So perfect, so fucking perfect.” He can’t get the image of you out of his head as he empties his balls. He’s going to need more of you immediately. He leans over and gives you a quick peck on the lips. He looks you in the eye with a sweet yet serious expression.

“Mine, okay?” You nod your head with a fucked out smile and he kisses you again. “That’s my girl.”

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02zhoonie · 10 months

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ceo! park jongseong (jay) x pregnant! fem reader texts

MDNI 18+ ONLY

content warnings: pregnancy (duh), sickness, a lot of sexting, implied unprotected sex, implied phone sex, daddy kink (sorry had 2 be done), breeding kink, cockwarming and overall i think you might fall for how sweet jay is :3

a/n: consider this my start into writing for enha… i always have many big ideas but it’s just too daunting to write them so i’m starting off small with text messages and even that took me like 4 hours 🔨🔨🔨 can’t stop thinking about dad!jay so maybe this might become a series… who knows please enjoy this filthy little thing and let me know if you want more ?

#jay smut #jay pregnant #jay enhypen smut #jay x reader enhypen #jay text message au #ceo jay #enhypen smut #enhypen imagines #jay scenarios #jay #enhypen scenarios #enhypen hard headcanons #enhypen hard thoughts #enhypen hyung line #enhypen

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wontune · 26 days

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Seungcheolㅤㅤ[ 케이팝 ] ♡ seventeen lockscreens

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squoxle · 3 months

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⚘𝒟𝑜𝓃’𝓉 𝒮𝒶𝓎 𝐼 𝒟𝒾𝒹𝓃’𝓉 𝒲𝒶𝓇𝓃 𝒴𝑜𝓊 ~ 𝒲𝑜𝓃𝒷𝒾𝓃 𝒻𝒻

🎧pairing: Wonbin!best-friend's-brother x Reader!afab | 🎧wc: 5.9k | 🎧summary: After nearly getting caught in the act, you and Wonbin agree to keep seeing each other in secret while you used Eunsoek as a cover to hide the fact that you were fucking your best friend's brother. But what do you do when you get caught in the act--for real this time? |🎧cw: swearing, underage drinking, cheating, unprotected sex, angst, voyueism? public sex?, getting caught, fingering, spitting, creampie, plot twist!!

You had been able to successfully hide the fact that you had been seeing Wonbin for more than four weeks now. Everything seemed too easy. Eunsoek hadn't tried to make a move so you didn't have to worry about feeling guilty for kissing him, but Wonbin had been spending a lot of time by your house. This made Minji suspicious as you weren't coming over as often as you used to.

Luckily you were able to convince her that you were doing it to avoid Wonbin so you could focus more on Eunsoek. Which was the complete opposite, you were barely interested in him anymore after you and Wonbin started hanging out more.

This weekend she demanded your presence at "mandatory" girls' day. Which basically meant spending the entire day at the mall trying on clothes you'd probably never buy, but wanted to see how you'd look if you did buy them.

"Ngh, what time is it," you groaned as you rubbed your eyes. The dark curtains made the room extremely dark. To the point where it was hard to tell whether the sun rose or set without opening the blinds.

"Who cares? It's Saturday. We're allowed to sleep in til noon," Wonbin whispered in your ear as he wrapped his arms around you from behind. His warmth was nearly enough to pull you back into a deep sleep, but one word stuck out like a sore thumb...

"Noon? You're joking right?" you asked as you reached to pull your phone from under your pillow, clicking the power button to see 12:27 illuminating your screen. "Oh my fucking god!" you groaned. "Minji's gonna kill me," you sighed.

"So what? I wanna cuddle some more," he mumbled, tucking his face into your neck before kissing your cheek. "Just tell her you got busy and spaced."

"I was supposed to meet her at the mall at 12 and I'm already late as fuck," you whined as Wonbin held you tighter. "I have to start getting ready right now," you continued as you pushed his arms away.

"Mmm, fine, well can I at least get a kiss," Wonbin said puckering his lips, leaning over to your face as you sat up next to him. You scoffed as you stepped out of bed, throwing a pillow at his face before you walked to the door. "Aww come on," he groaned.

"If you get up right now maybe we can do a little quickie in the car," you said as you walked to the bathroom. "On our way back," you said remembering that he would definitely try something on your way there.

You hadn't even started your hair--a task that always took longer than you wanted it to. Fortunately, you were just gonna be hanging out with Minji so you didn't really have to put too much effort into your outfit. Despite Wonbin's initial laziness, he eventually crawled out of bed to drop you off at the mall.

Wonbin sped his ass off to get you there, even though you still ended up being nearly an hour late. You quickly checked your makeup in the car mirror before getting out. You could tell that Wonbin would've rather taken that time to stick his tongue down your throat, but he'd just have to wait for it.

You blew him a kiss, which made him do that cute little smirk you love so much. If there was a way for you to physically be in two places at once, right now would be the perfect time.

Barely squeezing through the rotating doors, you pulled out your phone to text Minji. Something you had been doing nonstop since you got in the car with Wonbin, apologizing over a hundred times for being late. Even though she had told you it was okay, you still felt bad, especially since you haven't been hanging out as much lately...unless hours on the phone count.

She told you to meet her at Bubbles for Babes, a beauty supply store that sells the best fragrances. You found her trying out new scents, spraying little cards, and opening tops to get a whiff of the foreign aromas.

"Oh my god. Finally! Someone I can trust is here," she sighed as she met your eyes.

“I said it smells good,” Sungchan said as Minji turned away from him.

"You said everything smells good," Minji spat, flailing her hands around.

"Well you didn't ask me," Eunsoek said holding back a giggle as he looked at Minji's frustrated expression.

"Ugh!" Minji grabbed your arm before pulling you over to her selection of scents that stood in a perfect row. "Can you help me pick out a scent?"

"Just go with the scent you usually get. You literally love it and you've been wearing it for years."

"Exactly! That's my point. I want to try something new now. I need an upgrade," she smiled handing you the bottle.

"Hmm okay," you said, clicking open the cap to smell the fruity aroma. "It's not Jasmine, but it's not bad," you shrugged.

"Okay, well smell them all and tell me which one you like the best," her eyes were fixated on you, watching your expression and anticipating your reaction to the various scents she picked out. "You'll need this," she said handing you a tissue.

"For what?"

"To prepare your nose for the next scent. That way everything isn't mixing together," she mumbled as she tucked the tissue in your hand.

You proceeded to sample each scent before settling on a fresh spring scent called Happy Day, which she surprisingly accepted. "If it gets boring I'll just use whatever you pick out for yourself," she smiled with relief.

At least she wasn't dragging you around the store, forcing you to smell everything only for her to leave empty-handed. So if this was the agreement she was making with herself then you weren't going to deny her.

"Oh, and Sungchan's paying for our stuff. So don't worry about it, they're having a BOGO sale today," she rolled her eyes before looking at her unsuspecting boyfriend.

"What? Why?"

"Because you didn't help pick out a scent. So now you're gonna pay for it," she said before handing Sungchan the bottles.

You picked out a scent for yourself, that you planned to intentionally leave in her room because you knew she would want to try something else anyway.

After Sungchan finished paying for the stuff, Minji dragged you to a clothing store. Eunsoek and Sungchan got lost in the men's department as you followed behind your friend. "I have to find something nice to wear for my brother's party," she said scanning the racks.

"Party?" you asked.

"Yeah, we're doing something for Seongwha," she said, pulling a black dress from the rack and folding it over her arm. "Remember when I told you I had bought something for him?"

"Yeah."

"Well, it's a surprise for being promoted to a high leadership position at his company. Our parents are even more proud than he is," she chuckled to herself. "My dad literally cried. I haven't seen him cry since...hmm actually I don't even remember the last time that happened."

Her words blended into the faint mall music as you drifted away into your thoughts. You were thinking about the things you wanted to do on the ride home with Wonbin.

Just then you saw a familiar figure walking through the aisles. Did your thoughts somehow manifest his presence? What the hell was he doing over here? Is he trying to make us look suspicious?

"Hey," she said, derailing your train of thought. You met Wonbin's eyes for a split second before turning to Minji.

"Y-yeah," you stuttered. You watched as he tucked his head down trying to avoid being seen by his sister.

"I'm gonna go try some of these on in the dressing rooms. Don't forget to pick something out for yourself okay," she chimed.

"Wait. For me? Why?"

"Because dummy. I need you to be there with me for emotional support. A lot of our other relatives are gonna be there and you know how annoying they can be," she scoffed as she rolled her eyes. "Anyways, I shouldn't be too long. Bye~" she waved before walking off to the dressing rooms.

"What the hell?" you spat as a Cheshire grin spread across his face.

"You were taking too long," he smiled as he approached your figure, placing his hands on your waist.

"I was shopping with Minji. You knew that," you sighed. It's not that you weren't happy to see him, but this was way too risky.

"I missed you," he pouted as he wrapped his arms around you, gently kissing your cheek.

"Stop it," you jerked your face away. "What if somebody sees us," you said as you pulled away from his grip.

"Then we can hide," he smiled before quickly scanning the area for a hiding spot. He pulled you into a corner, pressed you up against a wall, and immediately kissed your lips. You could feel how desperate he was for your body as he gripped every curve you had to offer.

It was just something about the way he touched you that made you melt in his fingers.

"Hey, where's your girlfriend?" Eunsoek said as him and Sungchan approached the area you were.

“She’s probably in the changing rooms. Wait here, I’m gonna go check,” Sungchan said as he walked off.

Wonbin didn’t let up just because they were close either. He continued to kiss your neck, pulling your body closer to his as he kissed you deeper.

“Wonbin,” you whispered. “Eunsoek’s over here.”

You weren’t in full on panic mode yet, but your heart was definitely racing for more reasons than one.

“Tch, I don’t care about him,” he chuckled against your skin. The wet spot on your neck catching the breath from his lips.

Not wanting to risk getting caught you try to push Wonbin away. “Won—ah!” You moaned as he but into your soft, supple skin.

“Hmm. D’you like that,” he whispered seeing your expression soften as a warm glow grew on your face. He pulled your leg up, wrapping it around his waist as he pressed into you.

A few sloppy kisses in and you felt his fingers crawl to your opening. He roughly pawed at your clothes entrance as he kissed your lips and neck, pulling your hair as you struggled to keep quiet. “This is better than the car don’t ya think?” He smiled as he reached under your shirt to cup your tit.

“Mmm,” you moaned between his lips.

“I wanna get you off right here, right now,” his eye lids dropped as he stepped back a bit. Your chest heaving slightly as you tried to calm yourself down. This was probably the first time you ever regretted wearing sweatpants.

Wonbin grabbed your jaw, stuck his fingers through your lips, and coated them in your saliva before spitting on them himself. He but his bottom lip as he slipped his fingers into your panties.

“Hmm, seems like you want it too,” he smirked as he felt the wetness between your folds. He rubbed your clit, trying to get you off as fast as possible. He teased your opening just enough to send you quivering over the edge.

He clamped down on your neck, to hear the soft, sweet moans that escaped your lips.

“What the fuck?!”

No way. No fucking way is this happening for real. You prayed—for the first time in a long time—that this was just your imagination playing tricks on you.

“Fuck off, pal. Can’t you see we’re busy?”

Disappearing wouldn’t even do you justice right now. You needed to completely vanish from the face of the earth.

You covered your face with shame as Eunsoek and Wonbin went back and forth.

“So this is why you never want to hang out alone with me? Because you’re locking lips with this lowlife punk.”

“Eunsoek, it’s not like that—“

“It’s not like that?” Wonbin cut you off.

“No. Wait. You don’t understand,” you pleaded.

“What don’t I understand? Huh? Because all I see is you over here moaning on Minji’s brothers fingers.”

“That’s the problem.” You began. “Minji can’t know that we’re together.”

“Oh? So I’m just some fucking decoy? Do you ever think about anyone’s feelings other than your own?”

“Eunsoek…”

“No. I loved you. Like actually loved you. I even wanted a relationship with you. I was just waiting for the perfect moment—“

“Perfect moment for what,” Sungchan asked as he walked over to you.

“The perfect moment to ask ____ to be my girlfriend,” Eunsoek smiled.

What.

The.

Fuck.

He pulled you under his arm as you looked at him in confusion. “Yeah, Wonbin caught us making out and I wanted her to know that I was serious,” he smiled, placing a kiss on your forehead.

You stood there dazed. No way was this really happening. Wait…but what exactly was happening?

“Oh thank God!” Minji chimed. “Too bad I missed the show,” she giggled.

“Heh there wasn’t much to see,” Wonbin mumbled under his breath.

“OMG! Okay we have to do something to honor this lovely day,” Minji squealed.

“It’s really not necessary,” you said shyly.

“Oh, it definitely is. Now you’re going to my brother’s party with your boyfriend?! We have to pick out the perfect outfit,” Minji smiled as she grabbed your hand, ripping you out of Eunsoek’s grasp.

After your suprise shopping spree with Minji, Eunsoek offered to drive you home. At this point you really couldn't refuse his request.

"So we're dating now?" you asked as the highway lights flashed glints of light in the car.

"That's what you wanted right? To cover up your little forbidden romance."

"Well, yeah, but you didn't have to do that."

"I know, but I wanted to. I gotta at least get something out of this whole thing right," he chuckled.

"Hmm, yeah," you sighed as he pulled into your driveway.

"If you get bored in the middle of the night, call me okay."

"Huh? Why?"

"Well, since I'm your fake boyfriend now, I guess I better start playing the part," he smiled.

"Oh," you chuckled. "Yeah, I guess you're right. Well, goodnight," you smiled back as you climbed out of the car.

"Goodnight, ____."

Were you really getting off this easy? Having Eunsoek willingly audition to be your fake boyfriend to help you hide your relationship with Wonbin? This was all too good to be true.

Eager to share this exciting revelation, you immediately called Wonbin the moment you locked your door.

*Ring. Ring. Ring.*

The dial tone rang as you waited for him to answer.

*Ring. Ring. Ring.*

He'd never made you wait this long.

*Ring. Ring. Ring.*

Maybe he was busy?

*Ring. Ring. Ring.*

Or just too busy for you...

You tried to call him one more time, just to be sure. But it was useless as he didn't pick up the phone even after calling him 3 more times.

5 missed calls.

You sent him a text, just letting him know you made it home and wanted to talk to him. You didn't want to spoil the surprise so you kept the message brief.

Two weeks passed and Wonbin still hadn't texted you back. Honestly, after the first week you stopped texting. You couldn't figure out why he suddenly decided to ditch you like this. Even when you went over to see Minji, Wonbin either stayed locked up in his room or grabbed his leather jacket and walked out of the door without saying a word. The one time you slept over, he didn't come home until around 3 in the morning.

Fortunately, during this confusing period of...you still didn't know exactly what to call it...you and Eunsoek had gotten a chance to talk. This was the first time since you met that you actually had a conversation with him that you were fully engaged in and enjoyed.

Usually, Wonbin held your mind captive, even in his absence.

You even told him about the current situation that you were having with him. He knew you couldn't really go to Minji about this, so he happily lent an ear to you. You and Wonbin had never made anything official, and maybe this was why. Maybe Minji was right...

With Seonghwa's party just a few days away, you and Minji went out for manicures. Just a fresh, simple set to add a little class to your outfits. You went with a black dress to blend with Eunsoek's black suit.

Eunsoek offered to be the chauffeur today, as Sungchan is most often the one playing "bus-driver-brian." You sat right next to him in the passenger side, but when he rested his hand on your thigh you felt a sense of comfort wash over you. He had a way of making Wonbin disappear when you were together. What was the point of hanging onto someone who didn't want you?

"Alright! We're here!" Eunsoek chimed, parking the car and taking the keys out of the ignition. It was about 6:45 pm when you guys arrived. The sun was just getting ready to set and you were 15 minutes early.

"Ugh! Finally. My ass hurts from sitting down all that time," Minji sighed as she unbuckled her seatbelt before stepping out of the car to stretch. She wasn't completely wrong. An hour-long drive to the venue was not something you had anticipated, but at least it wasn't boring. You all took turns asking 'would you rather questions' from an app on Eunsoek's phone.

"Well, you're gonna be sitting down a lot longer once we go in," Sungchan snickered, playfully smacking her ass.

"Hey!" She spat, before hopelessly trying to get Sungchan back by smacking his ass. "Argh! I can't run in these damn heels!" She shouted running after Sungchan.

"Then stop running," he chuckled back. "It's not like you're gonna be able to catch me anyways."

"Oh yeah?" Minji smirked taking off her heels before launching one of the heels at her boyfriend.

"Ahh!" He yelped as he caught the shoe in his hands. Distracted by the flying heel he didn't even notice when Minji ran toward him, wrapping her arms around him just to smack his butt before smiling mischievously.

"Hey, we didn't get here early to have a butt-hunting battle," Eunsoek laughed as he wrapped his hand around your waist. A feeling that now felt comforting.

"Yeah, guys. Let's go scope out the dessert table," you chimed in, waving your hand to signal Minji to follow you.

"This isn't over," Sungchan smirked, poking Minji's nose. She giggled as she put her shoes back on, grabbing his hand to follow after you and Eunsoek. Luckily her heels covered the dirt that clung to the bottoms of her feet.

You entered the venue, looking around at the other attendees, you were glad to know that you weren't under or overdressed. Minji was promptly swept away by her aunt who immediately began to gossip about other family members.

You watched as her lips mouthed the words "help me" and the most overly dramatic expression that came with it.

"Don't worry, I'll save her. You just enjoy the party," Sungchan smiled reassuring you that he'd help Minji escape.

Eunsoek walked with you over to the dessert table. "What so you want to try first," he asked.

"Huh?" for a second you drifted off in your mind when he asked you that question.

"How about we just get one of everything and rate it one by one," he smiled as he grabbed a plate, loading it up with every dessert on the table.

Thank god he didn't notice.

He carefully balanced the snacks as you followed him out onto the terrace. The waxed wooden floors shined with the string of lights that were held up by black poles. The firepits were lit, adding an almost romantic vibe to the scene. You sat down next to Eunsoek on one of the soft benches outside.

"What do you want to try first?" he smiled.

"Hmm, I don't know...surprise me," you smiled back.

"Okay," he said scanning the board with his glossy cat eyes. "No peeking. Cover your eyes," his words made you both giggle in excitement.

Recalling the photographic picture you took of the plate you remember seeing various tarts, parfaits, cookies, fruits, and cakes. Unfortunately, none of that prepared you for what Eunsoek would put in your mouth.

First, he teased your lips with something smooth before pulling it away with a small chuckle, cupping your chin as you bit down into the dessert. Its flaky pie crust paired well with the creamy chocolate center.

"Okay, what d'you think? One out of ten," Eunsoek asked as you opened your eyes.

"Hmm...six."

"Why six."

"The chocolate was kinda bitter."

"Hmm, really?" Eunsoek looked at the bitten treat that sat between his fingers. "Yeah, you're right. It is kinda bitter. But I like that it's not too sweet," he said as he ate the remaining piece of the chocolate tart. "I'd give it an eight. Okay, my turn," he smiled before squeezing his eyes shut.

"Uhhh..." you said scanning the plate that sat on his lap. You picked up the chocolate chip cookie. "Ahh," you said as he opened his mouth to bite into the mystery dessert.

"Can't go wrong with chocolate chip," he smiled as he opened his eyes, bringing your fingers to his lips to take another bite. His lips grazed your fingertips as a swirl of butterflies went through your stomach. "This one obviously gets an eleven out of ten."

He barely did anything and you were already getting that feeling again. Just like what happened in the car when he placed his hand on your thigh. At first it was comforting, but that soon turned sexual as he gently gripped and massaged the area. You had gotten so used to playing pretend that it was starting to feel real now.

And with Wonbin out of the picture…it felt like he was all you had.

“Your turn,” Eunsoek said as you closed your eyes, preparing for the mystery treat.

You bit into a chocolate-covered strawberry and flinched as you met a set of lips. You opened your eyes to see Eunsoek holding the berry between his lips. You chewed the morsel in your mouth as he licked the melted chocolate from his fingers.

The sound of laughter distracted you from your sugar rush. It was coming from some blonde girl laughing with a guy who's face you couldn't yet see.

"What?" Eunsoek asked as he noticed the mood changed.

"Umm, nothing...I just--" You stopped mid-sentence after seeing that the faceless guy hitting it off with the blonde girl was none other than Wonbin. You hadn't seen that smile for so long that you'd thought he lost it.

That smile faded almost instantly as your eyes met his. "I need to go," you said in a soft voice as you walked away leaving Eunsoek behind. He looked around only to see Wonbin standing up to come after you.

"Don't even think about it," Eunsoek said, blocking Wonbin's path. "You've hurt her enough."

"Get the hell out of my way, Song," Wonbin spat, shooting Eunsoek a throat-cutting stare.

"Binnie. What's going on?" the blonde girl asked, approaching the two boys. "Is everything okay?"

"Yeah. I just need to go take care of something," Wonbin said as the girl wrapped her hands around his bicep. "I'll be back, just wait for me at our seat okay," he smiled feignly.

"Okay, don't keep me waiting," she said placing a soft kiss on his cheek before walking away.

A ditsy blonde was just what a guy like Wonbin needed. Pretty enough to make him look good and dumb enough not to make a scene.

"You're such a fucking prick," Eunsoek said, giving Wonbin a dirty look as he pushed past him to find you. "We both know she's better off with a guy like me than a guy like you."

Wonbin looked around to find you in every spot except the bathroom. He watched your black dress trail behind you as Minji walked you down the hall. The crowd seemed to disappear as you exited through the large double doors into the dimly lit hallway, the light of the moon casting a blue hue across the cold tile floors.

"____!" you turned your head to see Wonbin calling your name. Shame, guilt, and regret ran down your cheeks in the form of tears as you ignored him, entering the bathroom with your best friend.

You couldn't hold it back anymore, you broke and confessed to Minji.

"So that was you in my brother's room? I knew that bra looked familiar. Especially when we went to the mall a couple weeks ago. When you were changing I noticed it looked exactly the same, but I didn't say anything because you and Eunsoek had just started dating and I just assumed it was a weird coincidence," Minji was starting to connect the dots realizing that you had been ditching her to sneak around with Wonbin.

She tapped at your tears, trying her best not to ruin your makeup. "I know I said you couldn't be with him, but I wish you would've just told me about it. Trust me, I would've gotten over it," Minji smiled.

"I know but...you were right about him. He literally blew me off for some random chick. I didn't even know he'd be here and we literally haven't spoken in weeks," you sniffled, now feeling a lot calmer than before.

"Well, at least you can't say I didn't warn you. My brother is a jerk. Always has been. Always will be." she said pulling you into her embrace. "Now let's get back to that party. It's almost time for the toast."

You walked past Wonbin who was anxiously waiting outside of the bathroom. Ignoring his cry for attention, you and Minji walked back into the party greeting Sungchan and Eunsoek who held drinks for the two of you.

"We were able to snag you an alcoholic version," Sungchan winked passing you and Minji the champagne glasses.

*Boop. Boop*

The sound of the mic's feedback rang in your ears, directing your attention to the stage.

"Hmm, we were just in time," Minji whispered to you.

"I was looking everywhere for you," Minji's aunt spat as she grabbed her hand. It was like there was some kind of magnetic force drawing this woman to her. "We are about to do the toast for your brother and you need to be present at the family table."

The three of you followed behind the duo as one of Seonghwa's co-workers began the speech before calling him up on stage. You could see the strong resemblance in the Park family as you looked at Seonghwa on stage. You listened as he delivered his speech, thanking his co-workers and family for their support.

"Hey," Eunsoek whispered in your ear.

"Yeah?"

"Wanna finish what we started earlier?"

His words triggered a memory. The feeling you had when you were about to kiss him on the terrace before you were interrupted by Wonbin and his new muse. Eager to start over and continue a real relationship with Eunsoek, you nodded your head.

He smirked as he grabbed your hand, finishing his drink as the two of you snuck out to the entrance.

Now you were alone. Here there was no one to interfere. No one to take your eyes off of the guy who wanted you for you and not for your body.

He pulled your face towards him, eagerly kissing your lips as a smile grew across his face. "You don't know how long I've been waiting to do that."

He wrapped his hand around your waist, pulling you closer to him as he kissed you deeper, occasionally inserting his tongue. Kissing Eunsoek was different than kissing Wonbin. It felt wrong to compare, but Eunsoek kissed with passion, unlike Wonbin whose lips were saturated in lust.

Kissing at this rate would've had Wonbin groping your ass or trying to pull you into a corner to fuck your brains out.

You felt something brush up against your thigh. "Sorry," Eunsoek said as he caught you looking down.

"It's okay," you smiled, lips a bit swollen from him sucking on them. I guess I spoke too fast.

"I brought a condom," his cheeked glowing red a bit as blood rushed through his body.

You couldn't deny the fact that you were getting turned on, but you didn't expect this. "Maybe this isn't a good time," you whispered.

"Okay," Eunsoek said, clearing his throat. "We should probably get back to the party then," he suggested, grabbing your hand before walking back through the gates.

Standing at the entrance you saw Wonbin talking to the blonde girl from earlier. He still hadn't seen you, but she did. Assuming that Wonbin had run off because of you, she cupped his face to kiss him. Pushing him against the wall as she pressed her body against him.

Surprised by her action, Wonbin gently pulls away to see you standing there with Eunsoek. Instead of letting him see you cry, you turned around and walked back out of the gates, Eunsoek trailing behind you.

"Wait!" Wonbin shouted as you walked away.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" the girl asked.

"Ash," Wonbin sighed only to be cut off by a slap to the face.

"Don't fucking speak to me," she spat before storming back through the doors only to be met by Minji. "Ugh!" she growled.

"Hey, Mom and Dad want us to go take pictures," She said as he looked back to see that you were well out of sight by now.

Ignoring the bad timing, you agreed to have sex with Eunsoek right now. You didn't care about Wonbin anymore and you wanted him out of your system as fast as possible. The two of climbed into the backseat of his car.

"You sure you want to do this?" he asked, not wanting you to make this decision based off of your negative emotions. But you wanted this. More than anything. More than...Wonbin.

He pulled up your dress to reveal your panties. Unbuckling his pants, he pulled out his dick before taking the condom out of his back pocket.

"I don't want the condom," you said as you saw the shiny red wrapper.

"Are you sure?" he raised his eyebrows in shock.

"Yes," you said as he took a deep breath. He pressed his fingers up against your entrance, feeling your folds moisten at his touch. "Mnn," you moaned as he grazed your clit which was surprisingly more sensitive than you expected.

"Are you okay?" he asked to which you nodded in response. He watched your expression tense up as he inserted his finger. First one, then two, coaxing his digits in and out of your slime hole. Eager to taste you, he pulled his fingers out to suck your fluids off as he stroked himself.

"I want you to put it in me," you said, biting your lower lip at the throbbing sensation at your core. You wanted him deep inside of you. Eunsoek put his arm around you, bracing up against the seat as he pushed through your opening, a soft moan escaping his lips as he felt your tightness.

"Ngh!" he said as the squelching sounds intensified. He pumped deep into you, hitting your cervix every so often. You moaned every time this happened. A mixture of both pain and pleasure washed over you as he fucked your throbbing cunt.

"Ahhgh!" a high-pitched scream filled his ears as he pulled you onto his lap. You leaned over his shoulder as he started fucking you faster.

"Mmm. Fuck. I'm gonna cum," he groaned pulling his dick out. You reached between your legs to shove it back in.

"I want you to cum inside of me," you said as he looked at you in shock. Adhering to your request, he wrapped his arms around you, pumping deep into your sloppy, wet hole as you felt his seed spill inside of you. Your walls clenched around him, milking every last drop of cum from him.

It was so much that it spilled out of you.

Breathless, the two of you readjusted your clothes before falling asleep next to each other in the backseat.

But what surprised you most, aside from having the best breakup sex ever, was when you woke up parked in the driveway of Sungchan's house.

You grabbed Eunsoek's wrist, checking the time on his watch, 6:21 am.

"Ngh..." Eunsoek groaned as he slowly woke up.

"How'd we get here?" you asked as he gently batted his eyes open.

"Sungchan most likely drove us here. I can tell you right now, we wouldn't be alive in Minji drove."

"But how?"

"I left the keys in the driver's seat," he said before leaning over to kiss your forehead. "Last night was amazing by the way," he smiled.

"Hmm, yeah, it was," you smiled back.

Eunsoek pulled out his phone to call Sungchan. His groggy voice was way more attractive than you thought. You both got cleaned up before cooking breakfast. Minji woke up an hour later and told you how she was moving in with Sungchan. That way you didn't have to see him ever again unless you wanted to.

You were excited to have a fresh start with Eunsoek.

It had been two weeks since the party and Wonbin hadn't even crossed your mind once.

*zzt zzt* your phone buzzed from your pocket.

It was a text from Wonbin.

You hesitated to open it, but when he texted again you felt compelled to check.

Just as you unlocked your phone, he started to call.

"Hello?" you said, answering the call.

"Have you had your period yet?" he asked in a concerning tone.

"Why are you asking me this?"

"Just tell me...please."

"No, I haven't had it yet," you replied in an annoyed tone.

"So it's late?"

"Only by a few days. My period fluctuates all the time. So what?"

"You need to take a test," he said sounding anxious. "You might be pregnant."

"Just go focus on that blonde girl okay. Don't worry about me. I can take care of myself."

"____, she was just a cover. Some random girl I met at the bar who had a crush on me. I didn't want to look suspicious showing up alone," you rolled your eyes at his empty words. "You know I love you."

"Whatever."

"Please, ____. If it's negative you can ignore me for the rest of your life if you want," his words danced in your head as you thought back to the day you got your nails done with Minji.

Wonbin had showed up in the middle of the night at your house a drunk mess. He had a cut on his lip from getting into a fight at the bar and what started off as you helping him sober up became a fuck fest in seconds.

"I missed you so fucking much," he said with tears in his eyes.

"Wonb--" his lips stopped the words from coming out of your mouth. He whined as he came inside of you...twice. The first time in the kitchen and the second time in the shower.

You could remember the feeling of his delicate hands pulling your body closer to him.

What if you really were pregnant? If not for Wonbin, then for Eunsoek...

"Fine," you agreed.

"Great, I'll come over later with the stuff," he said shortly before ending the call.

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