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onyourhyuck · 11 months

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Rent A Boyfriend. | K.DY

— Prologue: “It used to be “I miss her” for the longest time, but now she misses me.”

— Summary: You want to make your ex boyfriend jealous so you end up renting your ex boyfriend Kim Doyoung to be your new boyfriend.

— Genre: Kim Doyoung is a petty petty man. Kim “acts of service” Doyoung. Bro doyoung is the greenest flag ever. Doyoung’s the prettiest man alive, he knows it. Exes coming to realise they love each other again. Y/n and Doyoung have a complex relationship, they’re not your typical exes.

— Notes: I usually hate exes and second chances but this isn’t your typical toxic ex thing. It’s more of a “finding each other” again trope.

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You hate to be thrown out. You really do, your current boyfriend, well who was your current boyfriend broke up with you.

You’re simply not over him, you don’t understand why he broke up with you either, it’s not like he explained himself he just stated over a phone call “Let’s break up” and expected you to smoothly go with it. But no you tried your best to get an answer out of his mouth but all you got was a ring tone hanging up on you.

You thought things were going well in your relationship with Yohan but that all came crashing down on you. You’re determined to get him back however you don’t believe he can just break up with you — I mean things were going so well for you both.

Without thinking you ring up another caller. The caller ID that you told yourself you wouldn’t ever call again but you don’t look like you have a choice with what plan you’re going to make and do to get your ex boyfriend Yohan’s attention; what better way to grab his eye sight when going back to your another ex…

Kim Doyoung and you dated for a while, probably the longest time you both ever kept a relationship. Problem between you was that Doyoung was too perfect; quite literally. He was the perfect ideal man that you couldn’t keep up with him. You felt strain in that relationship and therefore you left him. It took a while for the man to accept this but few months go back and those months turn into a year, he seems to be doing better now.

You and Doyoung kept contact all these time despite no longer being together too. If anything he’s the one who knows all your gossip and problems in life and gives you advice.

What you don’t know is Doyoung always waits for you. He always wants to believe you’ll come back to him once again.

“Hello Kim Doyoung speaking?”

The deep voice caught you off guard. It’s been a while since you heard his morning voice and your ears found a strange comforting nostalgia of it.

You trail. “Doyoung Hey I need your help.” You we’re sounding half sniffing mess and half trying not to sob breaking down. It would be embarrassing to know that you’ve got broken up with now.

Heck, you expect Doyoung to say ‘That’s karma for you bitch.’ But instead you heard something more shocking.

“Why are you crying, hey what happened?”

‘Why are you so kind and asking me.’ You thought in disbelief but you bury your thoughts away for a large minute as you clear your throat on the call keeping it close to your ears. “I’m fine I just need your help Doyoung.” You we’re desperate.

Desperate for something to feel again. You want to make Yohan come crawling back and beg you to take him and what not.

You won’t stop till you get that.

Doyoung didn’t quite understand what you need him for but he would never abandon you when you’re crying this hard, he doesn’t like seeing you upset. If anything he always hated it. Doyoung wasn’t sure why you’re crying either, because usually you’re pretty good with your emotions.

You don’t cry unless you’re very very sad. Doyoung never misses when he could tell your emotions by the sound of your voice.

And right now you sound broken and beaten down. “Okay tell me then. I’ll do whatever I can to help you.” And you wanted to hear this so badly. You shift on your bed sheets rubbing your eyes with a sigh.

“Yohan broke up with me.” Doyoung heard you say as his eyebrows rose up in surprise. He thought you might of found the one in that man that you had. Not because he was perfect for you, but because you tolerated his ass for more than a month.

You ended up dating that asshole for about six months.

He tried to sound sad for you, but you could definitely tell a bit of happiness in them. But he most certainly wasn’t happy you’re crying your eyes off for a man who hurt you.

Just when he thought you were here to complain and vent about what happened between your relationship with Yohan he felt like a fever dream has kicked in.

“And I really need your help in getting him back.”

‘My help?’ Doyoung exclaims. How can he possibly help you get back with a man that is an asshole? And he couldn’t for once understand what’s going inside your head, you shock him more you speak.

“Yes your help Doyoung, become my rent a boyfriend.”

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You see you weren’t expecting your ex especially to agree to become your rented boyfriend until you make your recent another ex come back to you. It’s a very strange situation thing, most people wouldn’t even let you speak if you were their ex.

But then again you and Doyoung are a strange couple.

Many people saw you and Doyoung as the ideal relationship when you went to university together last year. They claimed you to be long lasting and honestly it would’ve been if you stayed. But you found it to be straining and you wanted to experience more things.

Doyoung wanted commitment and you couldn’t give him that when you’re young wanting to date more people.

But he never once judged you. He understands you want to live a little more. Unlike Doyoung who’s slightly older but not that much. He’s a 96’ liner meanwhile you’re a 98’ liner.

You both decided to meet up and make yourself coming out with Doyoung which would shock anyone. You both were invited to a class reunion from your university campus and it was today so what perfect timing right?

Yohan was in your class together which makes it perfect at the same time because he did say he would come before he broke up with you.

You’re now at the party area wearing your black slim dress hugging your perfect curves as in your one free hand was a champagne drink and the other held a purse. Your hair was in a beat up bun but your side bangs were neatly curled on the side resting above your eyebrows.

You were a star of the attraction definitely, because when Doyoung arrived he was in a formal gathering suit and tie. It was a formal attire so everyone was told to dress up. But you certainly took it to another level. He couldn’t get his eyes off you and neither did anyone else you were attracting everything without a pause.

A hand slid like a grenade around your hips pulling you towards the silhouette and your eyes rose up against a familiar face you haven’t been close like this for a while.

It felt familiar yet it leaves unfamiliar feelings to pop up inside your stomach once more.

“Oh Doyoung.” You retort.

Doyoung stares at you. “We were meant to go in together Y’know— you told me to make it look real.” He was assuming you’d want to walk in together but you forgetting your own plan you walked in without him.

You look away. He was right you have to make it look real to make people believe you. He plops his hands in front of you and your eyes watch it knowing exactly what he wanted.

He wanted you to hold hands.

Your fingers reach his own skin folding your hands together and you both walk together to the round table where the rest of your classmates from last year semester were. Everyone graduated now and they’re probably working their lives away.

Who knows but you were interested in what people got up to ever since graduation.

“You look beautiful by the way.” Doyoung said gently whispering and you look back at him smiling. “You don’t look so bad yourself Kim Doyoung.”

He smirks. “I never look bad and you know it.”

It’s the honest truth Doyoung has amazing fashion dress sense and it always left you drooling. You might be trying not to drool at him now but your mind was set on someone else.

The minute your eyes met Yohan’s he was speaking to another girl that was in your class last year. Kim Jisoo. Your eyebrows furrow squeezing Doyoung’s hand unintentionally you felt jealousy rise in the pit of your stomach and he looks at you.

His side eyes was tugging on your hand back and he clears his head before tugging again. “Y/n you might blow a bullet in them if you keep staring at them like that.” You weren’t aware you were staring them down so harshly until he pulls you back to reality and you murmur. “He brought Jisoo as his plus one.”

Doyoung rolls his eyes at your sadden tone to your face and voice he really doesn’t understand what you saw in Yohan. What he saw was a bunch of negative things and he even tried to be unbiased he still saw nothing but rotten apples in him.

He was everything Doyoung wasn’t. The bad version of him if anything.

Sometimes Doyoung wonders if you got with a bad guy because you were grieving how good your relationship with him was but why would you put yourself through such an asshole? Only God knows an answer to that he’s afraid.

“Look he’s already staring at you because you’re holding my hand so just — do the things you did when we were together.”

When we were together. You couldn’t help but nod following the idea of Doyoung and you acting like when you were actually together.

It wasn’t a bad shoutout but you couldn’t help but feel instantly shy when Doyoung pulled you towards the crowd and now everyone was watching you and him walking in with your hands holdings

The first one to shout out your names was Kim Jungwoo: a close friend of yours as well as Doyoungs. He was also your age so you found it quite easy to bond with someone like Jungwoo when you were put in that class in the semester.

“Doyoung! Y/n! Whoa I didn’t expect you guys to come together.” Jungwoo was left shaking in the boots wondering what’s been happening with you two.

When you broke up with Doyoung everyone found out but nonetheless it was easier to believe you’re back together because of how perfect you were made for one another.

Jungwoo wiggles his eyebrows. “So what’s this huh? Back together already?”

Doyoung glares pushing Jungwoo aside. “Stop being so nosey Jungwoo, what about your plus one?” He started and Jungwoo whistles.

“Judging by your reaction I think I’m right.” He smirks knowing his friend was irritated because it’s true. “Oh my plus one? I brought Giselle.”

You eye Jungwoo momentarily before grinning. “Giselle? Isn’t she like a freshmen at our university?”

He nods. “She’s dating my step brother Shotaro and she really wanted to come with me.” He sighs. “If I didn’t she would’ve made Shotaro ask me to take her.”

You laugh a little. It was a cute scenario to imagine on the other hand Giselle was freaking beautiful you couldn’t help but jerk your face and wow everytime you saw her outfit.

Doyoung could see your eyes sparkle and widen everytime you saw a pretty women around and he found it honestly, a really good reaction. He loved seeing you hype other people around you.

You never once were jealous of someone and he found that a good quality considering you never lacked trust in Doyoung. He never gave you a reason to lack trust too.

“Whoa is that Doyoung and Y/n together?” Someone on the side blurts out and your gaze saw a hundred faces watching you.

You link your arms further with Doyoung smiling. “Heya long time no see huh?”

Taeyong laughs out coming towards Doyoung’s side. “It really was. So what’s this occasion huh? You guys came together and have your hands holding.”

“We’re together.” You smile through saying.

As you could tell everyone was curious of your status with Doyoung now. Johnny on the other hand brings a toast on the table catching everyone’s attention on to him to raise their glasses up too.

You raise your champagne glass and Doyoung grabs a whiskey in a glass up to your arm length.

“To the ideal couple getting back together, Kim Doyoung and Y/n. I always knew you guys would find each other once again.”

Everyone toasts drinking from their glasses but what you saw was only Yohan’s eyes burning through you and Doyoung especially;

You can finally tell that this was getting to him. And it’s only the start of the long young night.

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The people sat down at the table dining together. Jungwoo and Giselle were sat together bickering at what they should get to eat because he certainly wasn’t buying multiple different dishes at once. Meanwhile Doyoung and Taeyong were at it again: the real Tom and Jerry.

You couldn’t help but find yourself speaking with Johnny on the side smiling ear to ear only pissed more Yohan off despite him coming with Jisoo.

Johnny exclaims. “So what how did you guys get back together?”

You chuckle. “We just sat down and talked our feelings out. Y’know how it goes.”

The older man whoas. “As expected from the campus ideal couple. You don’t need any fancy confessions. You only needed a long talk.”

Doyoung rolls his eyes. “Taeyong I didn’t come here to argue about this once again. I will not be modelling with you.”

The older man stood up suddenly doing a pose (the cursed doyoung pose) making Johnny and you burst out laughing from the sudden realisation a travel back down the memory lane.

When Taeyong and Doyoung did modelling together he asked the boy to come with him on the side and when he did the first pose was this. A very unique looking pose that’s been haunting him forever and to this day still does.

He learned to expect him through nervous and embarrassing tears and laughter.

But Taeyong always has to get him back and as long as you found it hilarious he didn’t mean it.

“You know this is going down history babe.” You seethe with a smile and Doyoung turns to you going slightly red.

Whenever you’re both natural like this you always call him Babe or Love maybe even Darling. But you weren’t think at the time which caught you and him surprisingly off.

But Doyoung smiles holding your hand underneath the table caressing it with his thumb. You found it somehow very comforting to know he was okay with it even though it was a natural slip up.

It truly felt like you were back together for a hot minute.

“It’s nice to see the old couple come back. I knew you guys wouldn’t break up so easily.” Jungwoo said with a proud smile.

If only it were true, Doyoung would think. He would love to have you back in his life.

Maybe he agreed too easily for this knowing damn well he wants to be with you again so all it took for him to agree was to fake date you until your recent ex you’re so mad that dumped you shows the lightest of attention to you.

“Doyoung’s an amazing guy. It would be a shame to lose him because he’s always been there for me. He never once took it against me. He was just there whenever I needed someone to help me.”

The most sincere he’s ever seen you speak about him, it would make him think that you’re cherishing him so much behind close doors and sometimes you cry wondering what would you be without Doyoung? But other times you’re just blessed to have him and grateful for his existence.

He never once left you alone and he knew you wouldn’t want to be left alone either. Doyoung was just as much good for you than anything.

He leans closer stroking your hair away from your face smiling down at you. He whispers into your ears when the other people were busy eating and chatting away since the food came.

“I think that’s the most genuine thing you’ve said to me.” He would quietly say to you and you smile resting your head against his forehead for a moment closing your eyes.

This was always your thing. You resting your head on his own whenever you spoke about something real and raw from your own thoughts.

Doyoung missed you being this way with him, just honestly truthful and speaking with him. He always remembers your smile and it never once erased from his head. It was engraved in to his thoughts.

“I’m going to use the toilet alright?” You whisper standing up and leaving the table. Doyoung nods letting you go as he would focus on drinking and now eating.

Taeyong was going to bother him any minute he knew it would be the second you left.

As you’ve left you come out of the toilet when you’re done using it drying the hands into the pieces of paper to get rid of the water after washing your hands. You walk to the bin in the hallway and then you meet a figure standing there waiting for you.

You turn around raising an eyebrow. “What are you doing here?”

Yohan stares you down. “We need to talk.”

‘Oh yeah we definitely do.’ You thought clenching your jaw.

“You and Doyoung are back together so quickly?” He trails crossing his arms together wondering where and why you got so quickly back to another ex that he’s always been questioning if anything was happening behind you and him when you were together.

But he never once believed you and always wanted to sabotage your relationship with Doyoung and you.

Even if he found no evidence. You weren’t cheating on him ever.

Doyoung was the reason you managed to stay with him anyways. He gave you such good advice whenever Yohan made an argument or a problem.

You reply back bluntly. “You have a problem with that?” Yohan stares at you as if it wasn’t an obvious problem.

“Yes Y/n what the fuck? How can you get back with him right after we broke up.”

You roll your eyes. “No we didn’t break up, YOU broke up with me. Furthermore you didn’t give me a reasoning so if you won’t give me a reason I’ll just make one up.”

He stands there going quiet. You can’t believe his utter silence now as you shot back at him and you walk away to return back to the table but he grabs your wrist pulling you back and stopping you from leaving him.

“I’m sorry I broke up with you. I just found you boring but I don’t know what I was thinking.” He said making you watch him. “Let’s get back together.”

Your eyebrows scrunch up. “You broke up with me because I was… boring?” You repeated in confusion. What kind of breakup excuse is that?

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” You reclaim pushing him off your wrist taking it back to your chest. “Nahuh, Nahuh. I don’t need you anymore.”

Sure your plan worked but now you are realising how stupid this whole plan was and the fact he found you boring enough to throw you out? You weren’t sure how that makes sense but now you’re realising the true colours of your ex.

He wasn’t the one. He definitely wasn’t the one.

Yohan shouts your name as you left but you didn’t turn back this time you were the one doing the walking away and when you returned to the table Doyoung was the first one to ask you what was wrong when he saw your indifferent expression.

Doyoung whispers. “Y/n what’s wrong?”

You shake your head grabbing your dress edge on the thighs tightly. “Nothing i’m an idiot that’s all.”

He puts down his fork and knife grabbing your hands and standing up suddenly causing the table to look where you both are going.

“Y/n isn’t feeling well so we are leaving. It was nice to catch up and all but I’m sure you understand right?”

Doyoung always knew how to get away when it comes to you. You were his first priority and still are even if this was just a whole fake situation he would never put you through a place and time where you can’t handle being.

Taeyong nods seeing everyone come to a mutual understanding. “Yeah of course take her away. It was nice seeing you and Y/n!”

Johnny smiles. “Let’s meet up for drinks later on alright?”

You nod at Johnny smiling a little but even so you couldn’t help and not firm a genuine smile because all you could say was that you’re feeling like absolute shit and insecure now, Yohan really made you feel like you were a recycled bottle easy to throw away and disused of instantly.

‘Am I really that easy to replace?’

You were tucked into the car passenger seat putting on the seatbelt as Doyoung sits in the driver seat starting the car engine letting it roar a while before fully driving off.

You look out the window trailing softly, letting your mind overtake your consciousness.

“He was bored.” You state out like a lifeless child.

At first the man driving the car couldn’t understand what you meant by ‘he was bored’ because it wasn’t a freaking excuse to break up. Doyoung driving clenches the stirring wheel as he drove but kept the eyes on the road.

He firmly tells you in a deep voice enough to think he was going to lose his shit when you told him the reasoning. “Y/n move on from that piece of shit already. He didn’t even give you one bit if happiness.”

He was right but somehow his words stuck to you more than they should’ve.

“I know. I’m aware of the stuff he put me through but seriously.” You pause feeling your eyes begin to sting out as you felt water in them rise like sea levels. “He really said it like I’m something that can get replaced.”

He scoffs. “Well you’re not okay? Y/n you are the hardest thing to replace and forget.” He slings out one of his hands onto your thighs squeezing them but this time you felt your face look at him with a slight blush on your cheeks.

“Look at me for an example.” He slowly says feeling himself loose a bit of his logical mind screaming at him not to confess but he couldn’t help but shoot the opportunity to let you know the truth of how much he’s still in love with you. “I’m still here missing you when we were together. I still have a lingering hope in me even if you want us to be friends, I’m happy with any status as long as I’m there in your life. But I can’t replace you no matter what people I date.”

“So that asshole yeah? He won’t be replacing you anytime soon trust me.” Doyoung said nodding at the road as he kept them on driving with one hand on the wheel while the other was squeezing your thighs comfortingly.

You found comfort in his honesty the most and you smile finding yourself having butterflies in your stomach.

This feeling… this feeling you’ve felt before.

“Please don’t waste your tears on a scum like that.” Doyoung would slowly tell you as he could see a little of your eyes watering before he refocused his eyes on the road once again.

You muffle. “I won’t.”

“Promise me?” Doyoung asked you and you reply back “I promise you.”

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You sat down curled up on the bed as Doyoung walks in bringing you a glass of water on your nightstand. He sat on the edge of your bed looking around the room.

“This room hasn’t changed at all.” He beams somehow finding this good because this room held many memories with you together with him.

You roll on your bed sighing. “I can’t bring myself to change it. It has too many…”

“Memories?” He finished your sentence and you give him a nod exactly what it was. “Memories with you.”

You’re laying there in the comforting silence as you remember laughing a little pointing at the wall that has a painted bunny on it drawn. When you got this place for the first time it was your first owned property and you wanted to decorate this room and for a while Doyoung helped you.

But you came to the terms that you wanted an animal drawn and Doyoung suggested a bunny because your contact name back then was the bunny emoji on your phone — actually it’s still the same contact name. You’ve never changed his name in your contacts.

“I still have the bunny you wanted on the wall. Remember how we drew it together?”

Doyoung turns around the minute he saw it he softly smiled finding it alarming how he was remembering so many moments in the space of a minute. When you painted this with him you and Doyoung came out with dirty clothes because you both decided to be mischievous and get the one covered in full paint.

It was a white bunny with a pink nose and folded bunny ears up. It was a beautiful drawing honestly, you can draw. Doyoung made sure to colour it for you but you’ve done the sketching mostly.

He helped you decorate this house entirely. He helped you move into this house entirely. Heck he even second lived here with you because whenever he would stay over he left a bunch of homebody clothes to wear if he ever does.

And you think it’s still in that singular drawer still. You haven’t taken it out and you sometimes wear the shirts and sweatpants.

You found it comforting because it’s oversized on you. It’s very comfortable and nice to sleep in it. Plus when you broke up you found comfort in them because it sort of made you feel like he was still there.

“You know, I like that you didn’t change this room.” He said honestly looking back at you.

You smile. “Me too. It’s iconic at this point. Oh and…” you pause seeing him still wear the formal clothing attire and you point at his clothing.

He looks down as you motion. “I have your clothes still here you want them? You can stay over if you want honestly.”

Doyoung’s face forms a smile as you get off your bed walking to the drawer and getting out a pair of shirt and pants for him throwing it where Doyoung catches it in the air he stands up humming.

“Didn’t think you’d have kept my clothes still.”

You shrug a little smirking. “They’re comfortable. I sometimes wear them still.”

‘You can’t move on either it seems.’ Doyoung thought before walking to the bathroom to get changed and meanwhile you would go into the cupboard getting out a sudden memory boom that fell on the floor. You raise your eyebrows as you lift it up.

It was a memory book from the university and some pictures were when you were a baby. You sit back on the bed flipping through them.

You were a cute child you had to admit looking back you were a fashionista to the highest grounds. Doyoung comes back from the bathroom walking inside your bedroom again and he folds his clothes neatly somewhere.

He eyes down the memory boom. “Is that the memory book we made together?” He beams sitting back down and you smile.

“I forgot I had this.” You flip the page to when you and Doyoung started your relationship. It was a picture of you and him at a beach.

Then a picture of you and him on your first Christmas Day. Another one would be on holiday in Italy. You spent so many days with him doing absolute anything to enjoy together.

He softly brushed on the picture of you and him on the Christmas Day sitting on the couch, him kissing your cheek in the picture. His eyes softens and you felt him becoming slightly nostalgic and emotional. It was a rare sight to see him become soft when going back down the memory lane with you.

You bite your bottom cheek as your fingers brush over his hands caressing the picture in the memory book.

He looks at you as you made contact with him. “You know…I’m still being rented by you.”

You couldn’t help but smile at the sudden change in his voice becoming slightly playful at the same time he was being cautious because he wouldn’t know how you’re going to react but to his surprise you softly laugh leaning closer giving him a soft peck on the lips.

“I don’t want this to become a single thing.�� You admit leaning closer. “I’ve come to a realisation that I only needed you…”

Doyoung’s eyes risen up from the dead. They lit up so much brighter than they were before when he was normally watching you. “Really?…”

You give him a reassuring nod. “So… how about we make this rent a boyfriend a real thing once again. But this time I’ll be serious about you.”

“God I waited so long to hear this from you.” Doyoung gasps going in for a long passionate kiss with you and you entitled yourself to return it missing the longing lips on yours so bad.

You weren’t even sure of it because you were deprived of him, of Doyoung.

“It used to be “I miss her” for the longest time, but now she misses me.” Doyoung thought all along it was you at the end who was coming to terms of how much you need him back in your life.

And that maybe it’s real. That the world was putting you back together and you always found each other to be each other’s safe zones.

You found each other finally.

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TAKE ME TO CHURCH. | K.DY

— Prologue: “I think you look better on your knees, Sweetheart.”

— Summary: Where your boyfriend takes you to Sunday church but after the service you end up on your knees at the alter for someone else.

— Genre: Smut minors dni. Churchboyfriend!doyoung. We need more church Doyoung. Established relationship. Degrading words. Sex inside a church (pls never do this oml). Oral sex Male receiving. (and pls never do this either.)

— Notes:

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Your boyfriend is actively religious and it’s one of things you love about him. His faith. Doyoung would pray daily. Even if it was before food, doing the night prayers or in the morning he would do prayers. You would join him and you partake in it with him.

You grew up with Christianity as well but you weren’t that much closer to being active until Doyoung shaped your life by showing up at your doorstep. Little did you know your faith grew stronger and now you’re both equally infatuated with your religious beliefs.

You don’t know if it was God’s plan to bring Doyoung to you and maybe it was. Maybe God has brought Doyoung to you knowing you needed someone by your side to strive you to the right path and it did work very well; Doyoung has been glued to your hip ever since.

Today was Sunday. The special day where everyone gathers to go to church. Doyoung took you to his church this time and you happily agree to go with him because you were interested.

You wore a little yellow floral dress it touches your knees and your hair was in a little bun tucked away leaving on your two strands of curtain bangs to be curled resting just above your forehead and eyebrows. Your skin was glowing because you put on your sunscreen. It was the season where summer has began and you decided to wear a dress was perfect for the occasion. You wore your silver cross necklace and you had your gently filed bare nails latch into your palm.

Doyoung wore a small black denim jacket with a loose white t shirt with the short sleeves revealing the bare muscular arms underneath the jacket. He wore a pair of black jeans and a black belt round it on. Your boyfriend’s black hair was neatly styled and it makes him look stylish. He looks handsome in such simple clothes and shapes. It drives you insane to believe he was yours and you were his.

However your boyfriend couldn’t get his eyes off your body wearing that floral yellow dress that fits to your very perfectly body and curves. Even the reveal of your neck and the gentle hairs behind your hair that couldn’t even get up to the bun made his eyes want to pop out the sockets. He was truthfully wanting to tell you that you are looking extra beautiful. But he held his tongue and kept his eyes on you while the mid service was happening.

He deeply comes forward suddenly meeting his lips to your ears as you guys were sitting down already in the church. Everyone listening to the priest ahead reading out a few lines from the Bible. “You look beautiful, Y/n.” You turn to face him slightly surprised to see Doyoung whispering such things to you. Usually your boyfriend is so focused on the verses being said.

But now he was slightly taken aback by your presence. It’s as if he couldn’t move on until he tells you what you need to hear three words: you look beautiful.

You didn’t respond but you clearly acknowledge his compliment which made Doyoung even more lost at the sight of how gorgeous you look to the human eye. At first it was small glances to look at you and now those same thoughts took a wild turn. He starts to imagine all sorts of things about you. What he can do to you.

And it really pains him to think this when he was inside a holy house of the Lord. The church. Doyoung never had this problem before but something awakened inside him today.

You awakened something to him.

‘Maybe I should’ve prayed extra today.’ Doyoung thought because all those dark sinful thoughts directed to you were putting a strain on his own focus. ‘Lord forgive me.’ He pleads to him to give strength to himself.

He was becoming needy for you and you’re not even aware of it because you are focusing up the front and he cannot do that because you’re next to him and your presence itself was suffocating.

The service feels somehow too long. Usually Doyoung would manage to think the service was a decently good length of time to put in the place but today he was growing impatient to leave with you. He had something to deal with. Doyoung couldn’t help but place one hand on top of your thigh. It was such a small simple innocent gesture. You didn’t think much about it. Until that same hand moves an inch closer and closer up your thigh slowly lifting your floral yellow dress. You feel your eyes shake. You didn’t even know your boyfriend had that nerve in him to pull something like that inside a church.

Your head snaps over to your boyfriend who was calm and looking up the front where everyone else was focusing on the things being said. You couldn’t believe that your boyfriend was touching you in some ways you cannot comprehend. I mean it’s not like you and Doyoung never done something like this — you guys show enough physical affection when you’re alone. Not inside a church full of faithful believers.

Doyoung feels your hand stop him from going any further. He was very close to touching your inner thighs now and you panicked. “Doyoung what are you doing?” You whisper in a hissing tone. Your voice hissed out a longer syllable of ‘doing’ so he could get the words out right how much you’re shocked.

Doyoung lowly responds glancing at you for a moment. “I can’t help it. You’ve done this to me.”

You did this to him. You make him go absolutely feral when he shouldn’t be and your eyes wander around watching the other people who weren’t noticing you and Doyoung. You somehow feel relieved no one was paying attention to you and your boyfriend currently because otherwise that would’ve been a whole different situation mess.

“Come with me.” Doyoung urges quickly as he stands up bringing his hand into yours. You were dragged at the back of the church. No one questioned where you two were going many people assumed you had to do something important for example a phone call or maybe you both need a fresh air to go outside.

Doyoung however needed something more complicated. You were pushed inside the toilets. They were public and it really makes you anxious when Doyoung’s stranded lips found their way to yours kissing you with so much electricity impulse that your bodies share. You swore you feel your lips move in an instinct reflex. You didn’t even want to kiss him back because at first your thoughts were ‘We can’t be doing this we will get caught.’ But you were so drawn out to the way your boyfriend’s hands magically lift you against the wall pressing the clothes bulge into your inner thighs. And a moan escaped your lips when Doyoung’s skilful tongue was lapping your entire mouth exploring you clean. Head to toe he was roaming his dainty but vein covered fingertips on your body that has him acting this way. Your floral yellow dress fits your body so nicely.

Your boyfriend almost feels bad for undressing you from that dress because you looked so pretty and beautiful today. You look innocent in a way you look completely untouchable. Doyoung couldn’t help but bite on your bottom lip and softly suck on it which only made your mind to become blurry. Your voice comes out with a soft hitching whine.

You murmur as your doe-like eyes open up at your boyfriend pressing your body on the cold bathroom tiles against your back shoulders and the spine. “Doyoung please,” you weren’t even sure what you’re pleading for.

This was your overtaking need to become full of Doyoung speaking this wasn’t even you. Doyoung darkly towers over you naturally because of your significant height differences between you and him. The slender hands press on the tile, one of them did. The other loosely caressed your cheek, his thumb rubbing on your cheek. “What are you pleading for, Y/n? Hm?” He was so condescending. You could melt with the way his deep and low timbering voice sounded.

“Tell me what you want me to do, please what?” Doyoung paused looking down at your face full of flushing red colours. He saw the gradience of your softly pressed face, you even put on a little gently makeup today which makes you look like a soft princess. The redness on your cheeks grows quickly like a disease spreading and Doyoung loved the way it was so gradient on the colour of your skin.

You swore the words coming out of your boyfriend was so out of character but at the same time you loved to see how much you effect him by simply existing. Your mind was a busy conflicting court between the heart and your brain. You want him inside you, No, you to breathe and bathe in him. Your boyfriend was part of your soul but that was not enough for you.

You can’t help but respond in a way leaving your boyfriend stunned in the back of his head. “You know what I want, Doyoung.” You say with an alert and Doyoung chuckles seeing how much your shyness stops you.

“Get on your knees then.” Doyoung demands. It’s okay because he doesn’t need to hear you say anything your face tells him quite enough. Your face grew shades darker when his words touch your face. “I think you look better on your knees, Sweetheart.”He knew exactly what you wanted.

Without a sense of dimension time the black lower clothing jeans unbuckle by the black leather belt drops to the ankles and your eyes long for the sight of his giant bulge in front of you. Your hands were so small compared to his own cock resting against the stomach poking up. He was hard, and you need to fix that for him. Doyoung saw you grab the length with your little fingers and his eyes darken. He wasn’t sure if something inside him snapped or whatever it could be; but he found himself definitely loving how small you are compared to him.

You being watched holding his erected length made you even more nervous knowing you are in a public toilet that anyone could have walked into and they would see you on your knees in front of your boyfriend. Doyoung glares slightly at you, as if he was scolding you. “Y/n you should start using your mouth and stop wasting our time, Hm? Unless you really want people to see how much of a pretty whore you are for me.”

Your stomach could split in half hearing your boyfriend use such degrading terms to you. He wasn’t usually like this. He never refers to you with such name terms but you suppose he was just overwhelmed by you. He wants to destroy you in a way. And somehow you find yourself liking that idea.

Your mouth goes agape shape following Doyoung’s silhouette shape. Doyoung’s length was beautiful you’d have to think he was chiselled by God himself considering every part of him was your favourite part. The length practically screaming to be in your mouth finally reached your tongue. You laid the manhood down and slowly take him in. Doyoung let’s out a soft sigh seeing you work your way very carefully around the shape he provides. You could do this all day if you’re honest.

You enjoy wrapping your tongue around his tip and down the shaft. You like licking him from the downwards and upwards sides. You especially like how each little move you do your mouth captures Doyoung’s meat to throb.

“That’s it…that’s what you should be doing.” Doyoung softly said as his free hand turned forward. He made sure to brush out your hair from your face so he can observe you sucking his long length in your throat.

You couldn’t really handle how long he was sometimes: your mouth has to really stretch and widen out to take him fully. Once you do his length pressed deeper and deeper. You couldn’t help but see Doyoung’s hips suddenly rut forward causing you to be surprised.

“You should let me teach you…” Doyoung trails.

Doyoung wasn’t being nice today and you can’t help but find those rough round the edges actions he does to you to be something new you discovered. Doyoung pushed the pelvis forward causing his entire length to slip inside your mouth entirely forcing your jaw to open more. He coos gently. “Open up darling. I’ll show you how it’s done.” He said to you in a deep dangerous breathy tone.

Doyoung loved seeing you struggle taking him in there was something about the way how small your mouth was and the petite tongue of yours lapping round his cock like ocean waves coming to a shore. Doyoung couldn’t help it. The more broken and innocent you look the more he becomes tougher. He lets a groan gripping one of the tiles on top as you’re on your knees trembling with how forceful his pretty cock was running in and out of your mouth. He was pushing his full on hips and waist forward.

You couldn’t believe it but you feel your gag reflexing working suddenly and Doyoung made sure to muffle your soft gags as he starts to completely ruin your mouth till you become a sloppy saliva mess. He wants to see you drool. He wants to see you cry even. And he wishes to see your mouth become swollen otherwise Doyoung believes he didn’t do a good job fucking you enough the way you like it.

Your eyes clench when Doyoung suddenly makes sure you deep throat him. He changed the channel course and you slowly exhale when Doyoung gave a small opening to have you start deep throating him.

Doyoung pushed the back of your head to enhance it and you let out a moan-full whine. “D-Doyoung…!” You we’re completely taken by a different surprise.

“You have to be quiet alright? I’m starting to believe you want someone to hear us doing such sinful things in the Lord’s house.”

You can’t help but think maybe you do but you shouldn’t let that happen otherwise you won’t live this down. You close your eyes letting now Doyoung face fuck you until you were forming tears into your eyes from how pleasurable it feels to be treated like a different person from your boyfriend.

He runs down his hand to your neck tightly holding it as he feels your throat clench around his cock letting Doyoung to spew out a groan. “Oh god…Y/n… if you keep clenching around me like that…” He wasn’t sure what would happen because he was so full of your mouth around his cock. Each time he slips in and out of your mouth the new warm scorching saliva coats on his shaft.

You close your eyes tighter and clench your throat together as you suck more. There was something about when he’s watching you. He saw your loving eyes stare up at him and he couldn’t help but watch back with such a dangerous dark gaze. You love his brown eyes watching you like that.

He soon noticed your chest panting and your breath starting to become heavy. You were running out of oxygen and your lungs were in need of a new oxygen supply. Doyoung motions you with his dainty beautiful hands on your face. “Calm down.” He calmly tells you to as your teary eyes almost resembling the starry night sky watching him. “Breathe with your nose.” Doyoung said guiding you.

Sometimes he can have the softness side you’re so used to slip out when he was being like this with you. The side you’re used to him made you believe his words and your nose starts to breath in as your mouth works the way down his cock again. He slips out few groans once more when you used your teeth to press on his skin. You weren’t hurting him. Only the flat surface of your teeth managed to flatly touch him.

Doyoung liked the surprisingly new texture of your teeth hitting the edge of his skin and he grabs the tiles that his one arm was grabbing the entire time to support the posture of his leaning body. He ruts once more into your face letting you deal with the impact. You let out a muffled moan.

Doyoung croaks. “I’m so close… if you keep doing this I might not be able to last long.”

You close your eyes tight as you listen to his deep voice telling you in a threatening tone that he will not last much and you can’t help but carry on keeping your pace still and understanding. You push down further and Doyoung bites the bottom lip eyeing your nicely pressed figure on your knees as you’re taking him so well like the good girl you are.

Doyoung was satisfied watching you like this. He was watching every muscle your mouth used to take him. The moment he throbs once more in your mouth, you feel three twitched come out and soon your mouth feels a new sensation and taste on your tongue; the taste you love the most.

Your eyes open in a circular shape orbiting around Doyoung’s black eyes that look like planets to you. He saw that you were surprised by how much he released. Surprisingly it was a lot more than you could imagine.

You grab your thighs together as he filled your mouth full of his load and Doyoung was taking a long minute to recover. He never had any trouble breathing before but you took his breath away and the sight of your full cheeks because he really took over your entire mouth. He loved to see you swallow it so he kneels down grabbing your neck again.

The neck grab forces you to take a look at his face and you see his demanding eyes and smirk watching you.

“Swallow. All. Of. It.”

Your boyfriend told you to swallow and you couldn’t even disagree. You slowly start to swallow every inch of his load and he watches you do it cleanly. He smiles leaning on to your lips to give you a kiss as the taste of him on your tongue made him proud.

“God, I love you Y/n.” He said softly into the longing sharing kiss with you.

In a way he likes seeing you take everything he gives you because you don’t complain.

You murmur against your boyfriend’s lips as he pulls away only a little bit more from your face. “Take me to church again, this was fun.” You smile and Doyoung couldn’t help but feel his cheeks heat up and chuckle with his deep voice.

“Okay, I’ll take you to church with me again.” Doyoung was somehow glad you enjoyed this a lot more than he expected.

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