Stray Kids React to Seeing You Scared When Facing a Phobia
"Different scenarios where you have become frightened by a phobia and Stray Kids step in to calm you down in their own individual ways."
Pairing: bf!Stray Kids x reader
Genre: Stray Kids Reactions | Fluff | Comfort
Word Count: Roughly 200-300 words per member
Y/N: HAPPY 6 YEARS WITH STRAY KIDS!! (It's a day late, but still doesn't change the fact it's been 6 years!) I am so proud of the people the boys have blossomed into, their achievements and the success they continue to grow into. I hope you enjoy this little gift from me to you, and I hope you all have enjoyed your SKZ anniversary! 💕Apologies for being late, I spent over 3 hours looking for gifs last night (I'm picky what can I say) and then woke up this morning wanting to change the topic to be more focused on the emotion of fear.
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Content Warnings: 18+ MDNI, bits of angst around fears, pet names: baby, jagiya, angel, love, kitten, pretty
Bang Chan: "I'm right here"
The moment Chan notices your worried eyes darting around the room and the slight shake to your posture, his demeanor would completely soften.
Chan is a natural protector, it's in his DNA. The moment anyone needs him, he has an overwhelming desire to provide the comfort they need. So you can only imagine how seeing you frightened makes him feel.
It's like his body refuses to do anything else, until there is a smile present on your lips once again.
He'd lower himself so you're face to face, blocking out the world from view to remind you that he is here, he is present and nothing could harm you while he's here.
"Hey...It's alright baby, I'm right here, okay?"
He would glue himself to your side - hand in yours - making sure you feel the warmth emitting from him at all times until he knows for certain you're feeling safe enough again.
'You're safe I promise. I'm not going anywhere.'
Even then his eyes remain on you, monitoring for the slightest chance you might need him again.
Lee Know (Minho): "You know what I do when I'm scared..."
Minho is observant, he sees the early warning signs that a combination of worry and fear are creeping into your eyes.
He will stare at you intently, waiting for the moment you realize he's watching you. He catches your eye, giving you a small smile to try and reassure you it's okay.
But when that isn't enough and you start to panic, he has already taken long strides to be by your side.
'You doing okay kitten?'
He'd draw you into him, wrapping an arm around your waist to hold you steady. His goal of making everything okay clear in mind.
"You know...when I get scared, I picture whatever I'm scared of wearing or doing something silly."
He'd let out a chuckle with you as you take in what he has said and imagine exactly what he suggested.
Suddenly you don't feel so scared anymore, but it doesn't mean Minho will stop hovering around you, just incase.
Seo Changbin: "Come here pretty"
Changbin looks at you with a pout upon noticing your nervous fidgeting, a quiver on your lip as you begin to work yourself up and lose yourself into fearful thoughts.
"Come here pretty."
He would call to you, arms open wide inviting you to find comfort in his arms, and you'd give anything to move to him, but your frozen in place.
Changbin's pout would grow deeper as you turn away from him embarrassed that he is seeing you this way.
His large arms would encircle you from behind, tugging you closer to him as he morphs himself into your shadow. If you were worried about facing your fears, you won't have to worry about facing them alone.
"I've got you, you can do this. I won't let anything harm you."
He'd whisper reassurances in your ear, holding onto you tightly and giving you the strength you needed to face anything that comes your way.
From the position he's in, it also gives him the opportunity to glare at anything that threatens you, because the moment he's finished checking on you to ensure you're feeling safe again, he's hunting down whatever got you this scared.
Hwang Hyunjin: "Talk to me, angel"
Hyunjin had already sensed you weren't your usual self, hand in yours as he tried to support you.
Feeling your hand shake in his as you began to feel a sense of dread descend on you, he would quickly rush to stand in front of you taking your other hand in his, cradling them gently with his thumbs rubbing comforting circles over your knuckles.
He'd keep you at arms length, the space between you connect by your hands in his as he grounds you to his gaze, the world around you slipping away into slow motion as you focus on him.
"Talk to me, angel."
He'd encourage you, guiding you away from the situation to take a moment to relax before engaging on what was scaring you again.
"If you aren't ready, we don't have to do this. Just know I'm here for you always. You don't have to do this alone."
Hyunjin would never want you to bottle up your feelings or have to face things on your own. Sometimes these things take time and Hyunjin would remain patient until you were ready to face your fears again.
Han Jisung: "I've got your back."
Jisung can feel the worry rolling off of you in waves and taking a deep breath, he pulls you to the side and holds you steady in front of him with a firm grounding grip to your shoulders.
"Hey baby. Take a few breaths for a second. It's going to be okay, I promise."
He would rub your shoulders, massaging away the fear as a warm soothing smile graces his squishy cheeks.
Jisung watches you intently as you begin to relax in his hold, focusing on your breathing and calming yourself down.
Jisung is no stranger to anxious thoughts, and he knows sometimes it's better to pause and clear your mind before spiraling out of control.
Once he sees you have sufficiently calmed down, he would fall back into his joyful nature to bring the mood back up, providing you strength through humor.
"I've got your back. They've gotta go through me first remember!"
He'd smirk at you playfully, but there is a sincerity to his words and despite his teasing attempts to lighten the mood by flexing his muscles to appear intimidating, you know he meant it. He'd defend you no matter the cost, even if he was scared himself.
Lee Felix: "We have each other."
Felix lets in and out a few shallow breaths trying to prepare himself for what you're both about to face. He's nervous, and thinking of the worst case scenarios.
When his arm begins to shake, he realizes it's not him who is causing it, but you from beneath it who's knees are begging to buckle.
His priorities would shift, his focus on wanting to make you feel at ease overpowering his own doubts of what's ahead. And knowing that he isn't the only one who is scared provides some comfort to him.
He would use his arm around your shoulders to tuck you safely into his side, allowing you to seek comfort against his heartbeat, as he would take comfort from feeling the warmth of you against him.
"My love, I know it's scary, but we have each other."
His grip would tighten on you as he wraps his arms protectively around you. You worries melting away as you breathe in his scent.
"I'll be with you the whole time, and at any moment just tell me and we can stop."
Attaching one of his brightest reassuring smiles to his words you finally feel at ease, ready to face your fears together.
Kim Seungmin: "Mind if I go first, jagiya?"
Seungmin doesn't shy away from tough situations, nor is he scared of facing his fears, but he knows how nerve wracking it can be if you give in to your thoughts.
He can see you nervously fidgeting in front of him, an excuse to remove yourself from the situation on your lips ready to spill out, but Seungmin knows that if you don't face your fears now, you won't ever.
Seungmin wraps his arms securely around your waist from behind you, twirling you around until you both have switched places.
"Mind if I go first, jagiya?"
He would give you a thoughtful smile, rubbing your hips soothingly as he judges your reaction.
Your nerves settle a little at the reassurance of Seungmin going first, but when they are still present Seungmin will press a delicate kiss to your forehead.
"Everything is going to be fine. Watch me closely, I'll show you how it's done."
With a flirtatious wink you watch Seungmin tackle your fear with confidence and watching how easy it is for Seungmin, you realize that you can do this too.
Yang Jeongin: "I'm going to be with you the whole time."
Jeongin hates seeing you like this. Weary eyes and clinging onto his arm tightly as you try to prepare yourself to face your fears.
He's never been known as the go-to person of comfort before, others in his life stepping into that role so he hasn't experience this feeling of being relied on before.
He would scan his brain, trying to think of anything that could help, but his heart seems to lead the way, his hands yearning to soothe you.
He finds his hand gently brushing the back of your head in a comforting manner.
"I'm going to be with you the whole time."
He finds himself falling into the role naturally, pushing a few strands of hair out of your help seeking eyes with his free hand.
"I know you're worried baby, but think of how proud of yourself you will be once you conquer this. I'm proud of you for even coming this far."
He'd give you a fox like grin of encouragement, pressing a few kisses into your cheek, his love evident for you in his eyes.
Allowing you to take a few deep breathes, he interlocks your hand with his, reminding you that in times you can't guide him through life, he will step up to guide you in return.
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I.N- Behind The Door
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➳Pairing: Kindergarden teacher!Jeongin x single mom!afab!reader
➳ Warnings: Smut ⋆ Age-gap, prev!jeongin, virgin!jeongin, switch!reader and switch!jeongin, slight dacryphilia, unprotected sex, overstimulations, creampie, the word 'punishment' is mentioned
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➳ Word Count: 7,8k
➳ Synopsis: He has tried to avoid you as much as possible but there's one thing he can't seem to avoid, to peak on you. And even though you caught him, to his surprise, you never closed the door, leaving it open just enough for him to catch glimpses of you whenever he pleased. It was a dangerous game of cat and mouse, one that Jeongin knew he shouldn't be playing. But he can't seem to stop himself. And once again he finds himself standing behind that door when your voice broke the silence "Why don't you enter when you're already here?"
"Byeol, sweetheart, listen to me, okay?" You kneel down, gently holding Byeol's tiny hands in yours, his eyes filled with tears.
"Mommy needs to step out for a little while, but I promise I'll be back soon. Can you promise me you'll behave while I'm gone?" you continue softly, your voice filled with reassurance.
"NO DON'T WANT TO, YOU'RE GONNA LEAVE ME AGAIN. YOU'RE GONNA LEAVE ME LIKE DAD DID!" Byeol's voice cracks as tears stream down his chubby cheeks. His scream gets everyone's attention on the both of you. You could feel the rush of embarrassment and anger wash over you when you saw everyone's judgy eyes.
"Byeol! it's enough now!" You scold Byeol as you frustratingly stand up in a swift motion. You let go of Byeol's hands as you bring them up and massage your temples, trying to suppress the rising tension.
Byeol has been misbehaving this whole week and you can't get a hold of what causes Byeol to misbehave. You're having a really rough week where you have to work extra shifts and have almost all focus on work.
The stress of work has been piling up and you can't help but get frustrated at small things, including Byeol. You rarely get angry at Byeol but these days you've been finding yourself scolding at Byeol more than anything, letting your anger out on him. You feel sorry but you can't stop being frustrated at everything.
Byeol is now quiet and the only thing you can hear from him are his muffled cries. A short moment later you could see Jeongin rushing to Byeol, his steps are quick but gentle as he kneels down in front of Byeol, enveloping him in a comforting embrace.
"What's wrong, Byeol? Why are you crying?" Jeongin's voice is soft and soothing, filled with genuine concern as he tries to coax a response from the tearful child. He strokes Byeol's hair tenderly, offering reassurance words to calm him down. "Shhh, it's okay. I'm here for you. Don't cry, Byeol. I'm right here."
Jeongin lifts his eyes to you to see your exhausted figure, looking down at them. Jeongin's eyes looking at yours searching for an answer from you.
"Please take care of him and call me if he causes any trouble," you murmur, your voice filled with weariness. With one final glance at Byeol, tears well in your eyes, you turn away and begin to make your way to the car, your steps heavy with fatigue.
As your car disappears down the road, Jeongin shifts his attention back to Byeol, his heart aching at the sight of the trembling child in his arms. "Shall we go inside, Byeol?" he suggests gently, but Byeol shakes his head, clinging tighter to Jeongin as if afraid to let go. Ignoring Byeol's protest, Jeongin scoops him up and carries him inside.
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Byeol was crying so hard, his small frame wracked with sobs making everyone worried. His face was considered wet at the moment due to all his tears, mucus drips down from his nose. With a swipe of his arm, he tries to wipe it away but accidentally smears it across his sweater.
A string of mucus connecting his sleeves and nose. Seeing this Byeol was now basically screaming after you "WHAAAA...MOMMY I WANT MOMMY!!!"
In a rush of concern, Jeongin rushes toward Byeol, he worriedly asks "Byeol what's wrong? Why are you crying?". As a soft boy Jeongin is, seeing a child cry almost causes him to cry he himself.
"MOMWY I WANT MOMWY!!! MUCUS ITS DISWUSTING!!" Byeol bawls back as he reaches out his arm to show his mucus-covered sleeves.
"It's okay, it's okay, we'll take care of it," Jeongin reassures Byeol, gently lifting him into his arms and carrying him toward the teachers' room.
Byeol hugged Jeongin tightly when he carried him into the teachers' room to change into new clothes. Byeol is wrapping his arms around Jeongin's neck burying his face into the crotch of his neck, tears still well in Byeol's eyes even now when he had stopped crying.
"Innie..." Byeol mumbled out, his voice hoarse from all the screaming before.
"What is it Byeol?" Jeongin's tone was soft when he answered Byul.
"Can you from now on live in Byeol and mommy's house?" Byeol questioned, sniffing back his snort.
As they entered the teachers' room, Jeongin settled Byeol onto a chair, his gentle touch comforting as he crouched down to meet Byeol at eye level. "I'm sorry, Byeol, but I can't just suddenly move in with you and mommy like that" Jeongin explained gently, he continues "And I don't think mommy would want that either, so sit still here and I'll put you on the phone with mommy okay?"
Turning away from Byeol Jeongin reached for his phone in his locker to call after you but on the other line, all he heard was beeps. You must have turned off your phone, Jeongin guesses to himself.
Putting back his phone in his locker, he turned around and found a sullen Byeol, at the edge of a crying. Before Jeongin could react Byeol spoke up "I want Innie to stay with me and mommy, I want Innie to live in Byeol's house because mommy is always busy all the time and doesn't play with Byeol. Byeol is sad when there's no one to play with."
Tears started to stream down his cheeks while he continued, "Mommy doesn't care about Byeol, she screams at Byeol, she doesn't want to play and now Innie doesn't want to play with Byeol either. Innie and mommy don't care about Byeol, mommy and Innie don't wanna play with Byeol you guys don't love Byeol anymore!!" once again Byeol started to cry. He brings up his tiny hands to wipe away his tears.
Jeongin tries his best to comfort Byeol saying that none of them hates Byeol and that you guys love Byeol but he seems like to not believe in Jeongin's words. He nor respond or stop crying, he doesn't even look up at Jeongin now, the only thing he does is cry and cry.
Jeongin gazed into Byeol's tear-filled eyes, he couldn't help but feel sad. Those eyes had always been the prettiest he had ever seen, they were now clouded with hurt.
Jeongin has never seen Byeol like this before and now when he does, his heart aches because of it. Byeol has always been his favorite child ever, Byeol is the cutest and sweetest star that Jeongin has ever seen. Byeol's eyes are big and shiny like those stars Jeongin had seen in the night sky, that must be the reason why you named him Byeol, star in the night sky.
Jeongin thought those eyes were the pretties eyes he had ever seen but that was until he laid eyes on another pair of eyes that had captivated him even more deeply, yours.
Jeongin realized that while Byeol's eyes may be like individual stars, yours held the entire cosmos within them, shining brighter than anything had seen before. And though he cherished Byeol with all his heart, it was your eyes that truly took his breath away, illuminating his world with their radiance.
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"NO INNIE IS GONNA LIVE WITH US" Byeol mewls as he clings tightly to the hem of Jeongin's hoodie, his small fingers gripping desperately, refusing to let go.
"Byeol don't play around, I'm drained right now" you warn Byeol before he crosses the line. You are really exhausted from work and now you just wanna peacefully go home and rest, you don't wanna deal with Byeol's fools anymore. "Just let go of Jeongin and follow me home, now!". With a firm grip on Byeol's wrist, you attempt to pull him away from Jeongin.
"NAAUURR, I'M NOT LETTING GAUR. I DON'T WANNA GAUR HOME WITH YOU!!" Byeol protests grew louder as he struggles to wrest his arms away from your hold.
Overdly exhausted with everything and you were also fed up with Byeol's constant crying so you agreed to Byeol's foolish request. Thought of it you might need a babysitter to keep Byeol entertained as you take some rest. And Jeongin seems like a good kid so maybe you didn't really mind him in your house.
"Okay, Byeol Innie can visit our house tomorrow, not today okay?" You take a glance at Jeongin to see if he has something to say but he remains silent.
"Really? But I want today though..." Byeol's voice trails off, disappointment is visible in his tone but he eventually accepts it.
Sensing Byeol's lingering dissatisfaction, Jeongin kneels down in front of him, gently wiping away the tears from his chubby cheeks with tender care. "I still have to take care of your other friends today, but tomorrow I promise!" Jeongin brings up his pinky promises in front of Byeol, giving him a bright smile.
Byeol looks at Jeongin through his wet lashes still unsatisfied with the solution but he is comforted by Jeongin's promise of tomorrow.
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Ding dong
The sound of the doorbell chiming through the house got Byeol rushing towards the front door. "Innie! It's Innie!" he exclaims, his voice filled with joy as he reaches up to fumble with the lock, his small stature barely allowing him to reach the door handle.
Standing on the other side of the door was Jeongin, clad in a checkered shirt and loose jeans, a warm smile spreading across his face. As Byeol flings the door open, he rushes straight into Jeongin's awaiting arms, Jeongin's arms envelop Byeol's tiny frame in a tight hug. "Innie!" Byeol cheered, his excitement noticeable.
"Hello, Byeol!" Jeongin greets him with equal enthusiasm, lifting Byeol effortlessly and settling him on his hip. "Where's mommy?" he asks, his gaze scanning the room as he awaits for an answer.
"In the kitchen" Byeol answers, pointing towards the way heading to the kitchen.
You're in the kitchen preparing dinner for Byeol, you don't even notice when Jeongin and Byeol approach you. Your hair is tied up in a messy bun and you're wearing an unevenly buttoned blouse, paired with a tight skirt. Jeongin guesses for himself that you didn't have time to change into comfy clothes after work before you had to prepare food for Byeol.
"Hello Ms. Y/L/N" Jeongin gestures a bright smile as he greets you, walking towards the island where you're standing.
You're a bit startled when you hear Jeongin, a hint of surprise flickering across your features. You had completely forgotten that you told him to come visit yesterday. "O-oh hey, Jeongin" you gave back an awkward smile, looking at the tall cute guy in front of you.
Stupid you, if only you had remembered that Jeongin would come over today you would have greeted him better and maybe also tidy up yourself too.
Seeing your awkward response Jeongin mentally curses himself for it, his mind races with self-doubt. Maybe he had misread the situation entirely. Maybe you didn't mean it when you invited him over yesterday, maybe you only said that to stop Byeol's fool, maybe you didn't really want him here at all, maybe-
Before his thoughts could consume him entirely, you speak up, breaking the uncomfortable silence "Would you like something to eat Jeongin?" you ask, your voice soft and inviting as you look up from the dino nuggets sizzling in the saucepan.
"Nah, it's alright. I've already eaten" Lie, that was a lie Jeongin made up. He hadn't eaten all day because he was too thrilled to remember that he had to eat, he's ravenously hungry atm.
"You, sure? I made some extra, you can eat if you want" You said, gesturing at the dino nuggets you're frying.
The sizzling from the nuggets and the smell of it causes Jeongin to regret his words. 'Maybe I should've said yes' Jeongin thought to himself.
"Say ahhh--" With a nugget in your hand you're reaching it to Jeongin's mouth, "Have a taste darlin'" you continue. The nugget nudges the bottom of Jeongin's lip making him break free making him shift his eyes between you and the nugget.
He doesn't know if he should take a bite, he's not sure if it's appropriate to get fed by someone, by you, someone he barely knows. But if he doesn't, it would be impolite to just decline when the nugget is almost in his mouth. In the end he finally decides to take a bite cuz who cares if it's appropriate or not when you are willing to feed him.
Taking a bite of the nugget, Jeongin could feel the tip of your fingers nudge against his lips. Oh god, he wishes he could lick them, suck on them right now, let your hand travel to the place on his body that he wants you to be at the most. He wishes those fingers of yours could work against him, making him feel like heaven, tease him, make him beg for you...oh only if you could...only if it all became true...only if....
"Jeongin? Jeongin! You there darlin'?" As you wave your hand in front of Jeongin, his thoughts snap back to the present, and he blinks.
"oh-uh yea?" Jeongin replies, his cheeks flushing slightly with embarrassment at being caught zoning out.
"You seem to be zoning out much today," you observe him with a soft chuckle, a knowing look in your eye. "Are you nervous?" Taking out two plates from the cabinet you start to portion out the nuggets.
Jeongin's heart skipped a beat at the question, his mind racing to come up with a convincible explanation. "Ah, no, not really, Ms. Y/L/N," he stams, a nervous laugh escaping him as he scratches the back of his head.
Bringing the two plates to the dining table, you set them down with a soft clatter, a warm smile gracing your lips as you turn to Jeongin. "Don't be so formal, Jeongin. Make yourself at home," you encourage, your lips slightly curling up to a welcoming smile.
"Well, well, I gotta get back to work," you announce, turning your attention to Byeol, who is nestled in Jeongin's arms. With a playful pinch to Byeol's chubby cheeks, you address him with affectionate teasing. "You little monster, don't cause Innie any trouble" you say before planting a tender kiss on his cheek where you had just pinched him.
"Owie, mommy!" Byeol whines but the little smirk on his lips betrays his words. He adored the attention and affection lavished upon him, especially the kisses from his beloved mommy.
"Let me know when you're heading home", was the last thing you said to Jeongin before heading upstairs to your room with Jeongin's eyes glued after you.
It's currently 9 pm and Byeol is dead asleep on the couch and next to him is Jeongin. Taking a look at his Apple watch he realizes that it's too late for him to stay at your house so he lifts himself from the couch and starts to head for the stairs up to your room.
As Jeongin makes his way through the dimly lit hallway, his gaze scans the closed doors, searching for the one that led to your bedroom. 'It must be any of these doors that is the door to Ms. Y/L/N's bedroom'. Spotting a door, slightly ajar with a soft glow emanating from within, he guesses that it must be your room.
Approaching the door, he raises his hand up ready to knock but hesitates as he catches the sight of you through the crack in the door. His breath caught in his throat as he watch you standing in front of the mirror drying off your hair.
As Jeongin stands outside your partially open bedroom door, his gaze fixes on your silhouette, he can't help but notice the wet patches dotting your pajamas. The wet patches on your tiddies clung to your buds giving him a clear view of the outline of your hardened buds pooking through the fabric.
A curious sensation begins to stir within him, a feeling he can't quite put into words, a fluttering feeling of nerves that he couldn't ignore. He feels an overwhelming urge to reach out, to pull you into his arms and lose himself in the warmth of your embrace. The thought of feeling your lips on his sends a shiver down his spine, lighting a fire within him that he struggles to contain.
A curious sensation begins to stir within him, a feeling he can't quite put into words. It started as a subtle warmth in his chest, a fluttering of nerves that he couldn't ignore. He feels an overwhelming urge to reach out, to pull you into his arms and lose himself in the warmth of your embrace. The thought of feeling your lips on his sends a shiver down his spine, lighting a fire within him that he struggles to contain.
Mesmerized by the sight, Jeongin finds himself unable to tear his eyes away from you. The way the light dances across your features, the graceful movement of your hands as you work with your hair, it all captivate him.
But just as quickly it came, it was gone, broken by your eyes on him through the mirror. Jeongin joins back from the door, his heart pounding in his chest as he tries to compose himself. He feels a surge of embarrassment at being caught in such a vulnerable moment, and he can't help but feel a sense of shame at his own actions.
'Fuck Ms. Y/L/N must think that I'm a freak, peeking on her like a fucking pervert, fuck fuck fuck fuck'. Jeongin thought for himself, overwhelmed with embarrassment. Before he could even begin to formulate an apology or explanation, the door to your bedroom suddenly swung open, revealing you standing there, your expression unreadable as you stare at him in silence.
Jeongin's heart sank as he met your gaze, feeling as though he had been caught red-handed in the act. He opens his mouth to speak, but the words catch in his throat, leaving him consumed by his own thoughts and emotions.
"I-I-I-I... I gotta head home," he blurts out, his voice trembling with embarrassment and desperation. Without waiting for a response, he turns on his heel and practically sprints down the stairs, his footsteps echoing loudly in the empty hallway. As he reaches the front door, Jeongin fumbles with the latch, his hands shaking with nervousness.
As he made his way home, Jeongin couldn't shake the feeling of humiliation that clung to him, a constant reminder of his foolish actions. And as he lay in bed that night, he couldn't help but wonder if he had irreparably damaged his relationship with you, the thought weighing heavily on his troubled mind.
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As the weeks passed since the incident, Jeongin found himself haunted by the memory of that night. Despite his best efforts to move on, he can't shake the feeling of awkwardness that lingers whenever he is around you, especially when he is babysitting Byeol.
Each interaction with you felt tense and uncomfortable as he tried to avoid your gaze and maintain a polite distance. He is always stumbling over his words, his movements stiff and hesitant when you're around.
He has tried to avoid you as much as possible but there's one thing he can't seem to avoid, to peak on you. And even though you caught him, to his surprise, you never closed the door or confronted him about his behavior, leaving it open just enough for him to catch glimpses of you whenever he pleased.
It was a dangerous game of cat and mouse, one that Jeongin knew he shouldn't be playing. But he can't seem to stop himself. Each time he caught a glimpse of you through the crack in the door, his heart would race with anticipation, his pulse quickening as he drank in the sight of you. It was an addiction he couldn't shake off even if it gnawed at him relentlessly, leaving him feeling both intoxicated and ashamed.
Like all the other days, Jeongin is heading to your house to babysit Byeol, but today he noticed the absence of Byeol in his usual play areas. Jeongin's instinct leads him to consider that Byeol might be with you in your bedroom.
As Jeongin ascended the stairs to your bedroom, a sense of familiarity washes over him. He knows what awaits him behind that slightly ajar door and can't resist the temptation to steal another glimpse of you. Sure enough, as he approached the door, he caught sight of you through the crack. You're sitting in front of the mirror, brushing your hair.
Just as he began to be fond of the sight, your voice broke the silence, causing him to startle in surprise. "Why don't you enter when you're already here?" you said, your tone calm and composed.
Jeongin freezes in his tracks, his heart pounding in his chest as your voice cuts through the silence. He felt a surge of panic washing over him, his mind racing as he struggle to come up with a response. It was as if history is repeating itself, and he can't shake the feeling of deja vu that washes over him. He hadn't expected you to notice him this time, and he curses himself for being so careless.
With a nervous cough, he pretends to be composure, pretending as if he had just arrived. "Ehem, good evening, Ms. Y/L/N," he greets, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment. "I, uh, I was just coming up to check on Byeol. Is he here with you?"
His words come out in a rush, and he can't bring himself to meet your gaze. He awaits your response, bracing himself for whatever comes next.
You turn around to face him. You're wearing a pink silk bathrobe, the fabric draping over your curves in all the right places, pointing out your beauty in a way that leaves him breathless. "Byeol is at his friend's house and won't be home for tonight," you explain, your voice smooth and alluring.
Jeongin nods in understanding, trying to keep his composure despite the sudden flutter of nerves in his stomach. He can't help but feel a surge of attraction towards you.
"Then I guess I'll be heading home, have a good day ms. Y/L/N" Jeongin was ready to make a quick exit but before he could take another step, you speak up again, your tone teasing and playful. "Stop right there, darlin'," you say, your lips curling into a mischievous smile. "Why are you in such a hurry? Are you scared of me?"
The playful mockery in your tone causes Jeongin's cheeks to flush even deeper, his heart pounding in his chest as he struggles to find the right words to respond. He feels like a deer caught in headlights, unable to tear his gaze away from you as he stands rooted to the spot, uncertain of what to do next.
As you stand up from your seated position, a sense of anticipation fills the air. Jeongin's heart races as he watches you take slow, deliberate steps toward him, each movement sending a jolt of excitement coursing through his veins.
Before he knew it, you were standing in front of him, so close that he could feel the warmth radiating from your body. His breath catches in his throat as you reach out with the tip of your fingers, gently lifting his chin to meet your gaze. Jeongin's face flush with redness, his body trembling with a mixture of nerves and anticipation.
"You think that I don't see the little glances on me every time I'm around? Silly boy," you continue, your tone soft yet firm, leaving no room for argument.
"Stupid boy thinks that he can get away without consequences" you add, your words echoing in the silence of the room.
Jeongin feel like a puppy who had just chewed up its owner's favorite shoe, awaiting the unavoidable punishment that would follow. He knew he deserve whatever reprimand you had in store for him.
As you place your hand on Jeongin's chest, a gentle and deliberate touch, he can't help but shiver under your caress. The sensation of your hand gliding smoothly over his chest sent a wave of electricity through his body, making every hair stand on end.
His heart pounds in his chest, the rapid thumping echoing in his ears as he struggles to maintain his composure under your touch. He can't help but tremble slightly at the intensity of the moment.
The tenderness of your touch stirs something deep within him, stirring a sense of longing and desire that he couldn't deny. His body responds instinctively to the closeness between you, leaning into your touch.
Observing Jeongin's reaction, a small smile tugs at the corners of your lips. As the tension between you and Jeongin reaches its peak, you can't resist the urge to close the gap between your lips and his, so you do it. With a gentle yet confident movement, you leaned in, your breath mingling with his as you press your lips against his in a soft tender kiss.
The suddenness of the gesture caught Jeongin off guard, his heart skipping a beat as he feel the warmth of your lips against his own. As the world seems to spin around him, Jeongin can't help but question the reality of the moment. Was this truly happening, or was it just his imagination?
Driven by a longing unlike anything he has ever felt before, Jeongin instinctively reaches out, pulling you closer to him and wrapping his arms around your waist as he drove his tounge in your mouth. The sensation of your body pressed against his own, feeling his skin burning hot by the feeling of your body.
In that moment, everything else fads away, the doubts, the uncertainties all replaced by the overwhelming need to be close to you. With each passing second, Jeongin feel himself falling deeper and deeper into the depths of his desire, lost in the intoxicating spell of your presence.
As the intoxicating rush of desire surggs through him, Jeongin realizes that a simple kiss isn't enough. He craved more, more of your touch, more of your warmth. His hands roam over your body, tracing every curve and contour and each touch sends a jolt of electricity through him with every passing moment.
"Woah easy there little boy" you break free from his kiss. You chuckle as Jeongin lets out a whine in protest at the loss of your lips against his. "This is supposed to be a punishment darlin'" You maintain a teasing smile as Jeongin attempts to lean in for another kiss again but you back away. "Let's see how well you handle the rest of your punishment, shall we?"
You free yourself from Jeongin's hold and with light steps, you're gliding towards the bed. Your slender fingers worked at the knot tying your bathrobe and with a swift motion, you successfully undid it. With a swift hand movement the silk fabric slides off your shoulders stopping by your waist, showing Jeongin the whole view of your entire back.
"Are you willing to help me relieve this stress of mine?" you purr, your voice dripping with seduction as your face turns halfway toward Jeongin.
With a heart heavy with longing and a soul consumed by desire, Jeongin didn't hesitate for a moment as he envelopes you in a tight embrace from behind. His arms, once trembling with uncertainty, now held you with a newfound strength.
"Yes, ma'am," he whispers, his voice fills with a mixture of longing and determination.
In that moment, as he hold you close, Jeongin allows himself to be swept away by the tide of emotion. He didn't care about the consequences of his actions, all he care about was being with you, even only for a brief moment.
"Is that so, Jeongin?" you inquire softly, your fingers tracing patterns along his arms that were wrapped around your waist. The room seems to pulse with anticipation, the air thick with unspoken desire.
Instead of replying, Jeongin tightens his embrace around you, drawing you closer until there was barely any space between the both of you, until his hard-on was firmly pressing against you.
You could feel him pressing aginst your back, causing a pool of arousal down your panties. You can feel the heat of his body against yours. It was as if every nerve ending in your body was on fire, yearning for his touch.
"Please," he whispers, his voice husky with desire, "let me please you."
Jeongin can't quite comprehend the sudden surge of boldness that coursed through him, but he knew one thing for certain. There was something different about this moment, something that stirr a strange and unfamiliar desire deep within him. It was a feeling he has never experienced before.
As if guided by a hidden force, Jeongin brings his hand up to cup your breast, his fingers gently squeezing and molding it. Your tiddies were so full and rounded that Jeongin could barely cup them fully with his large hand. Despite the challenge of their size, he takes the opportunity to caress them, his fingertips tracing the gentle curves.
He buries his head deep into the crook of your neck, his breath coming in hot and heavy against your skin. Each inhalation was filling with the heady scent of your scent, sending a rush of yearning through him, making him throb against you.
His heart was pounding so hard that he could feel the vibration throughout his entire body. With each passing moment, his longing to consume you whole grew larger and more intense. It was as if a primal instinct had taken hold of him, urging him to claim you.
"Such an impatient baby boy, hmm?" you tease with a playful smirk. "You said you wanted to please me?"
You get lost from Jeongin's hold and settle down on your bed, lying down on your back. "You know what to do with that mouth to earn a reward right?" you imply as you spread your legs for Jeongin to get access to your dripping cunt.
No, he doesn't, Jeongin doesn't have a clue about what to do, it's his first time ever doing this. This was all new to him, the warmth spreading through his veins, the throbbing on his length, It was his first time experiencing such intense desire. His cheeks burn with redness as he stands in front of you, feeling exposed and vulnerable in your presence.
You notice his hesitation and you feel a twinge of surprise as you observe Jeongin. Just moments ago, he had exuded a boldness that had taken you by surprise, yet now standing in front of you, cheeks flushed and eyes uncertain.
"Why so shy, Jeongin?" you tease gently, a playful glint in your eye. "Don't tell me you don't know what to do?"
You can't help but chuckle at the irony of the situation. Here is Jeongin, bold and daring enough to peek on women, yet hesitating when facing with intimacy.
"It's surprising how a perv like you who likes to peek on women has never done this before" you mock teasingly, your tone light and playful.
Even though you seem unbothered, you feel disappointed. You want Jeongin but you don't want Jeongin's first experience to be with someone like you, a single mom who was much older than him. He deserves someone younger, someone who could offer him the carefree romance of youth, unburdened by the complexities of someone like you.
You were preparing to wrap things up, sitting on the edge of the bed before Jeongin's words stops you dead in your tracks. "No, please" he implored, his voice filled with sincerity and determination, his vulnerability shining through as he sat before you on his knees, his eyes pleading for a chance.
"I want you to be my first, just teach me, and I can guarantee that I'll be able to please you" he pleads as he put his head on your thigh, his eyes locked on yours, his gaze is filled with an undeniable desire to please you. "I'm a fast learner" he continued.
You don't say anything as your eyes remain locked with his, you gently run your fingers through Jeongin's hair. Jeongin didn't back down either he held your gaze unwaveringly as he presses gentle kisses along your thigh.
If Jeongin was certain with it, if he was willing to make you happy, to please you, you were also willing to take care of him, to be his first.
With a gentle touch, you lift his chin off your thigh. Once again you spread our thighs in front of Jeongin, fingers working their way to your cunt, spreading your fold. With a stolid expression, you simply demand "lick". Jeongin drove right into your pussy, even though he's unsure but as long you like it he's willing to do it all.
The taste of you was heavenly, with each lick of your pussy he could taste the taste of your juices. And when Jeongin's tongue slides over a certain part of your pussy your whole body joined up. "There, right there baby boy" you hiss, taking a grab of Jeongin's head and blurring his face closer to your pussy, your voice dripping with pleasure.
Jeongin looks up at you as his lips working against your clit, sucking it oh so well. Your mouth drops to an o-shape, eyes squeeze shut as you throw your head back at the feeling of Jeongin's tongue nudging your sensitive nerve. His mouth got your toes curled as the feeling of this tingly feeling on your nerve.
Seeing your eyes shut tight with delight as you savor the feeling of his tounge fills him with an indescribable sense of satisfaction. Your soft moan of pleasure sends a shiver down Jeongin's spine, and he can't help but feel a surge of happiness knowing that he was the one who brought you such pleasure.
"Want your fingers" you whines out as you grab his hands and guide it to your hole. Without hesitation, Jeongin sank two of his fingers inside you. His long slender fingers sank into you easily.
Jeongin watches as he carefully drags his fingers out of you. His fingers glistening by the moist on his fingers. Even though he has never done this before he gently pumps his fingers in and out of you. Obseving your reactio, seaching see any discomfort from you but insted of discomfort all he could see was your blissed out reaction. He knew he was doing it right. Like how he has seen it in porns, he parts his fingers inside of you, streching you out so nicely.
Jeongin claims to be new but somehow he knows exactly all the place to your sweet spots and even to the places you didn't know exsisted. The feelings of Jeongin's fingers sliding against your walls, work so smoothly inside of you make your eyes roll to the back of your head.
"f-fuck Jeongin, I'm c-close" you breathe out. You could feel the tingly feeling building up on your clit.
Knowing you were close, Jeongin palce his firm hand on the back of your thighs and brings them on his shoulder. He clung to your thigh with one of his arms on one side of your tigh as he once again conecting his lips to your clit, molding its way on it. As he drive into your pussy even more, his fingers working faster than before, eager to give you a sweet release.
With a familiar feeling of pleasure rushing through your body, you came with a loud whimper as you tried to squeeze your legs shut. But Jeongin fingers let go of your cunt and held your legs open. Jeongin didn't wanna stop, he hasn't had enough of your taste, hasn't had enough of your soft moans each time his tongue slides against your clit.
The sweet feeling of your release lasted for some blissful seconds giving you the feeling of relaxation. But the tingling on the nerve never intently seems to stop and the tingling feeling starts to feel overwhelming.
"Jeongin stop!" you yell as your body twitches by the overstimulation. Taking hold of his hair you yanked his head back to halt his action. Jeongin let out a pained groan at the sudden sting on his scalp. His eyes squeeze shut momentarily, but he quickly reopens them again, eyes glossy due to the sudden painful sting on his head.
You breathe heavily, your chest rising and falling with each labored breath. Calming down from the orgasm and the overstimulation, you stared back at him. "Such a fucking disobedient boy, who told you to act on your own?" tugging on his hair again you continued "hmm? answer me" your voice still as breathy as before.
"i-i'm so sorry I couldn't resist myself I-" Jeongin explains before he could finish he felt something pressing down on his length making him suck in a breath.
It was your feet pressing down on his hard-on. His cock stretches hardly against his pants, threatening to escape. A hint of mock in your tone "You really like to eat pussies huh?" your feet palming his fully clothed length.
Jeongin's breath grew heavier, his chest rising and falling with each ragged inhale as he struggled to compose himself "O-only yours".
You let out a chuckle at his answer "You really know how to use your words well" Your hand, which had been tangled in Jeongin's hair moments ago, now loosened its grip, sliding down to rest beside you, leaning back on your hand. "Take off your clothes" you demand.
Jeongin's hands tremble slightly as he fumbles with the zipper of his pants. With a timid glance in your direction, he hesitantly begins to unzip, revealing the fabric of his black boxer underneath. You can see the faint blush creeping up his cheeks as he struggles to maintain composure. Despite his efforts to appear confident, he can't hide the fact that he has never stripped in front of anyone side along showing his stiff length to anyone. With a deep breath, Jeongin finally shrugged off his pants, his movements were awkward but filled with determination.
Once completely naked, Jeongin's cheeks flushed with embarrassment as he notices his tip leaking with pre-cum, from the tip all the way down to his balls and into the floor. Frantically, he brings his hand up to cover his length, hoping to conceal it from your view. But no matter how he positions his hand, his cock remains visible, too large and stiff to be hidden completely.
"Look at you, tsk, so fucking pathetic" you mock, feet pressing at him again. Jeongin let out a choked moan as his senses were instantly awakened by the warmth from your bare feet.
Your feet working up and down his length, your toes tapping on his leaking tip. Jeongin finds himself unconscious humping at your feet, letting out grunts and groan as the pleasure takes over him, clogging his head. "fuck Y/N..." he mutter as he felt himself getting closer to the bring, feeling every nerve on his body about to snap but you cruelly pulled your feet away.
Your voice carries a deceptive softness, words dripping with fake concern as you uttered, "Aww darlin' that's not quite how you address me... You might want to try again" Each syllable seemed to hold a subtle mockery, leaving Jeongin feeling hopeless at the loss of his orgasm.
Jeongin's voice quive with desperation as he pleads, "No, no, no, please... I'm sorry, Ms. Y/L/N, please. let me cum...please" there was a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone as he whimpers because of the desperation.
"Bad boy gets punished....Jeongin-ah, go lay on the bed" you demanded, your voice lacing with authority and a hint of amusement.
Jeongin's heart races as he scrambles to obey, throwing himself on the bed, his back resting on the mattress. He didn't care what punishment you're going to give him, slap him, hit him, he doesn't care as long you let him cum. He's so fucking desperate right now...
With a swift motion, you manage to straddle Jeongin, your cunt hovering right above his length. Jeongin's eyes widened in surprise, his heart racing with anticipation. His breath grows heavier as he knows what is about to happen, he knows what you are about to do.
As you trail a finger down his chest, Jeongin can't help but feel a shiver run down his spine at the sight of your touch. It was a simple gesture, yet it got him throbbing hard underneath you, a strange electricity ran through him.
"You're even harder to please than Byeol" you chuckle lightly as you take hold of his base rubbing it against your slicked cunt. Jeongin's head joints backward with a breathy moan as a rush of electricity shocked him. He's leaking so much pre-cum making it even slicker than it already was. You hum quietly as you feel his slick tip rubbing at your already sensitive clit.
"P-please..." Jeongin's voice trembles, his breaths coming in irregular bursts as he struggles to keep his mind clear. His hands shook as he reached out, fingers hovering on your hip, compelling you to sink down on him.
You chuckle at his eagerness as you slowly sink yourself down on him. You utter a trail of erotic moans as Jeongin stretches you oh so deliciously. You can feel every inch of Jeongin sinking in you until you completely bottom out on him. So deep inside of you, you can't help but clench uncontrollably around him. This familiar yet so unfamiliar feeling gets your legs to tremble at the feeling of fulfillment inside of you.
When you adjust to the stretch you lift yourself up and sink slowly down on him. "oh god..." you moan out, feeling this divine feeling you haven't felt in ages making your head clogged with lust. More, you wanted more of this feeling against your walls. Once again you lift yourself and sink down on him
once....
twice....
third...
You're clogged with the pleasure but you suddenly feel a familiar feeling of something fluidity fills your cunt. You quickly shift your eyes to the boy in front of you. His mouth hung open as his eyes were squeezed shut, without a warning he had busted into you.
An undescribed expression smears all over his face as a wave of concern washes over you. You were so lost in the pleasure that you forgot it was Jeongin's first time, forgetting that probably all of this was too much to cooperate to warn you.
"ahhh fuck... that's- oh god" he breaths out. His voice all whiny and high-pitched.
You gently bring up your hand, using your fingertips to brush away the stray strands of hair that clung to Jeongin's forehead. "Is everything okay, Jeongin?" you ask, your voice soft and careful, lacing with genuine concern. "Do you want to take a break or stop for now?"
Jeongin's voice high-pitched and breathless, "No please....hah....you...haven't finished...yet" he answered trying his best to compose himself.
"But Jeongin, you-" before you could finish your sentence Jeongin lifts you and sinks you down on him again. Jeongin's body shakes due to overstimulation, with a grunt he throws his head back. His brows pressed together as he heavily breathes out. You can see the rapid rise and fall of his chest as his fingers tremble badly as he holds your hip. However, he still refuses to stop his action, forcing you to bounce on him.
You mewl as the sensation from your cunt once awakens. The sudden reaction give you no time to stop him, all you could do was moan out choked moans as Jeongin held you still and pounded you from underneath.
"I...can do this...please," he pleads, his voice barely above a whisper, yet filled with determination. Bringing his mouth to your buds, letting the tip of his tongue swirl around it as he sloppily sucks on them.
"Fuck-" You curse as each thrust of Jeongin's length inside you just keeps reaching deeper and deeper. Every nerve down there feels like they're on fire as Jeongin's trust never seems to slow down. His relentless pounding makes your body feel so incompetent, unable to resist his hold.
You place your hand on his stomach for support and under your fingertips you could feel how his muscles tense constantly at the overstimulation. You know Jeongin is forcing himself through his overstimulation, knowing that Jeongin will not stop torturing himself until you cum.
With him pounding like a mad man and with his lips on your tits, you slowly feel a familiar tingling on your clit along with a weird pressure that presses down your lower stomach approaching. You knew you were close. The pleasure builds up making you pulse and clenching down hard on Jeongin. He let go of your buds and hissed at the feeling of you clenching around him on his sensitive length. The feeling of you pulsing on him is unmanaged for Jeongin, his thrust slows down and becomes sloppier as his tolerance gradually slowly reaches its limits, the last droplets of his cum fill your cunt. He defeatly rests his head on your shoulder, deep grunts and groans leave like a trail from his lips.
And with some more shallow thrust, you cried out his name as you came you too. You hug his head closely to you as the divine feeling washes over you. Everything seems to fade away as the release gets you trembling for some extended second before you calm down.
As you hug his head in your arms you can hear soft snores coming from him. Gently lifting his head from your shoulder, you cup his face in your hands, studying his features in the soft glow of the room. Traces of tears listing on his cheeks due to the overstimulation. Your heart ach at the sight, knowing how much he wanted to please you. Leaning in, you press gentle kisses to the wet patches of his tears.
"You did well, Jeongin-ah" you whisper softly, your words carrying a tenderness that seemed to reach him even in his slumber. A soft hum escapes his lips, a subconscious response to your words, and you can't help but smile at his innocence.
With a gentle sigh, you pull him closer, wrapping him in a warm embrace as you sink in the comfortable feeling of him in your arm as you slowly drift off to sleep.
Woahhh another long-ass fic is done😭 it took me forever to finish this one. I came up with the idea of this fic probably in the end of 2022 and it's finally done now. I'm so happeh.
I hope you guys like this fic too<333
Anyways have a toe curling day guys👹
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