— giving them your hand to see their reaction [ ver. 00 line ]
*ೃ༄ HUANG RENJUN.
looks at you weirdly because of how random that was. like, you're just standing there with your hand held out? "what am i supposed do?" he's soft. so fucking soft. a fond smile plastered on his face as he admired you. happily accepts the offer to hold your hand and just proceeds to place soft kisses on it </3 #heartbroken
*ೃ༄ LEE JENO.
looks up from his phone and smiles at you. the. mf. eye. smile. "anything wrong, my love?" he'd ask, holding your hand by your fingers and bringing it close to give it a kiss. ugh, what a gentleman skdjsk. would instantly pull you onto his lap, resting his chin on your shoulder as he'd be playing with your fingers. cri.
*ೃ༄ LEE HAECHAN.
he'd take any excuse to hold your hand, to be honest. but of course with the typical cocky smile on his face, a little eyebrow raise and a faint click of the tongue, "if you wanted me to hold your hand– you could've just told me." he then places your hand on either of his cheeks and giggles because of how warm they make him feel. pfft, softie.
*ೃ༄ NA JAEMIN.
first of all, he'sjust like ??? hand ?? contemplates whether to give it a kiss or to hold your hand. ends up doing a weird mix of both lmao. where he intertwines his fingers with yours. and looks up at you as he gives you a peck on the back of your hand. giggling he'd ask, "i hope this is what you wanted?" yes, absofuckinglutely adorable.
Summary: They left you without a goodbye, they broke your heart. You didn’t get your happily ever after. But now they’re back and they’re searching for you to make things right. Could you take them back into your life and let them back into your heart?
They keep appearing individually. You’re trying to hold on past your breaking point. But there is only so much you can take.
Chapter warning(s): Violent scene at the end with mentions of blood, fighting, use of weapon.
You couldn’t sleep the whole night, you were now at a stage of paranoia where you were afraid of turning the corner and seeing them. But you knew you couldn’t let them plague your thoughts.
“Take a deep breath.” You finally placed your hand on your door knob and twisted it to leave your apartment. Maybe you could just blame the copious amounts of caffeine you had pumped into your system to try and make yourself stay awake for the rest of the work shift.
“Good morning.” You bowed your head to your neighbour before exiting the lift and leaving your apartment building. You decided to take the bus today since your car was at the workshop and you didn’t want to pay for a cab.
In the bus, you thought about it; you had ‘encountered’ 3 out of 7 of them already, you hoped that you would never have to see the other 4 at all.
“Good morning, sunbae.” The juniors stood up and greeted you the moment you walked into the doctors’ office.
“Hey, good morning. Jaehyun, I read and reviewed your files.” You took out the two folders and handed it over to the specific male.
“Thank you, sunbae.” He bowed deeply.
“I wrote my comments in red. Good job.” You tapped the top of the folder before going into the locker room to put your bag in and only grab your necessities. You checked your schedule on your phone, you were not subbing in for anyone at the clinic today, you were doing a full-day shift at the emergency room.
“Is anyone scheduled at emergency today?” You asked the group of juniors. A few raised their hands and you nodded over to the door, making them stand up and follow you out.
“I’ll be pairing you up with the other doctors there. This is a learning opportunity but at the same time, you know how busy it gets there. Help out where you can, follow instructions and you’ll be fine.” You told them in the lift.
“Yes, sunbae.” They nodded.
“Good morning.” You and the rest of the staff greeted one another when you stepped in.
“Tag team. Thanks for working through the night, have a nice rest.” You hi fived the doctors that worked the entire night. They yawned, blinking tiredly while you all laughed. They waved lazily and headed out.
“Okay, start pairing up, grab a chart and shorten the queue. You guys are on ambulance resuscitation, you guys on walk ins.” You ordered them as you went to the computer. The first thing you did was check the patient queue, it was relatively short since it was the start of the morning.
“The patient I saw the other day had gastrointestinal bleeding. His doctor was pumping him with high amounts of aspirin without proper prevention and follow ups.” You told the nurse with a shake of the head.
“Poor thing. The patient is now warded in gastro, I think.” She said.
“But what is new, right?” You sighed as you continued to update some other patient stats and read notes from other doctors.
“There was a kid with febrile seizures?”
“Came in early this morning. Little boy with his mother. But his mother was a little weird... you know, like... I’m not sure how to explain it.” She tapped her chin to try and find the correct words.
“Like she knew what was best for her child and that was to stay warded in hospitals?” You raised an eyebrow and she nodded her head.
“Yeah. Dr Jung wanted to send her home but she insisted on her child being warded under observation. We didn’t really want to but her child apparently has been here to paediatrics with febrile seizures before so we just warded him and handed the case to paediatrics.” She explained. You nodded slowly, turning back to the screen.
“Things are slow now, do you mind if I pop by to see the patient?” You asked her.
“You’re the leader of the team here. I’m just a triage nurse.” She chuckled. You rolled your eyes and patted her shoulder before leaving temporarily. You went upstairs to the paediatric wards.
“Good morning, there was a child warded early this morning for febrile seizures? I just wanted to see how he is to update the case file.” You told the nurse.
“O-Oh! Ward 10.” He smiled, pointing to the door.
“Thanks.” You headed to the room. You knocked on the door before entering. The child was sitting on his bed alone, reading his book. He only looked to be Jisung’s age and that made your heart melt. You smiled and headed over to him, making him look up.
“Hello there. I’m (y/n). What’s your name?” You greeted with a friendly smile.
“Hi. I’m Dongmin. Are you a doctor?” He asked shyly. You nodded your head, pointing to the tag that dangled on your coat pocket with your name, face and doctor ID.
“I just wanted to see how you were doing, Dongmin. I heard you came to the emergency room last night with your omma.” You explained.
“Yes, I got sick.” He informed.
“I can see that. But how are you feeling now?” You asked.
“I’m feeling better. I didn’t see you last night at the emergency room with omma though. Are you my doctor here?” He blinked in confusion. He was so cute, you wanted to pinch his cheeks.
“Not really. I am actually the leader of the team of doctors that took care of you when you first came in last night. So when I read your file, I just wanted to come and check on you. I’m glad you’re feeling better though.” You reached out to pat his head. Someone called Dongmin’s name and you turned to see a lady standing at the door with a frown on her face.
“Can I help you?” She spoke coldly, coming over to almost act as a barrier between you and her son.
“I’m Dr (y/l/n), leader of the emergency team. I was just doing a follow up check since Dongmin was brought in last night.” You explained coolly, you were honestly not intimidated by her.
“I’m his mother, shouldn’t you be asking me that?”
“Doesn’t the most accurate information come from the source of truth itself? Words tend to get more twisted the more it gets passed along.” You smiled.
“What are you trying to say?” She glared. You shrugged, holding your hands up in defence.
“I already told you why I’m here, just a check in on the patient. I need to update the file on our side and give a reason as to why Dongmin was warded even after medication for his fever and febrile seizure was given.” You raised an eyebrow. The mother pursed her lips into a thin line.
“Dongmin is always sick and being warded in the hospital is best for him. I pay the bills, I don’t see why I have to explain myself to you. You’re not his doctor.” She crossed her arms.
“I’ll come another time. Bye, Dongmin. Get well soon!” You smiled and waved to the little boy before leaving.
“Is the mother crazy?” The nurse from before asked as you walked past.
“Not crazy, protective. She can’t help that her child is always sick with no cure. To her, this is the next best thing.” You looked at the closed door before walking back to the emergency ward downstairs.
“Back so soon?”
“Probably got kicked out.” Your colleagues laughed at you.
“I didn’t get kicked out. I left voluntarily.” You scoffed, going to the queue. Seeing more people come in, you decided to take a file and start helping the walk in queues. There were a lot of people in the waiting room, most of them looking unhappy for having to wait so long but every emergency room at every hospital is the same.
“1396! Patient 1396!” You heard the nurse call out before going to your room. A few seconds later, there were knocks on your door and the nurse came in with the patient.
“Hi, what can I do for you today?” You smiled.
“I’m not feeling well. But I’m fine! I just need you to write an excuse letter for me from school.” This high school student appeared jumpy and nervous.
“Well, I can’t just write you an excuse letter without knowing what’s actually wrong with you. Where in particular are you not feeling well or discomfort?” You asked him, sharing a subtle knowing look with your nurse.
“Umm...My throat hurts?” There it was, the shifty eyes.
“Are you asking me or telling me?” You tilted your head with a raised eyebrow.
“T-Telling.” He said. You nodded and got a tongue depressor, moving closer to him and shining a light down his throat.
“Hmm...” You hummed, not giving too much away. Obviously, you have had your fair share of patients coming in, faking an illness to get out of doing something else. You pulled away and tossed the tongue depressor, moving to press his lymph nodes.
“Well?” He asked when you pulled away. You were honestly surprised that the triage nurse even let him in to see you but she probably gave him the benefit of the doubt.
“You’re not sick. Don’t waste my time.” You turned back to your computer.
“What? I think I would know when I’m sick and I’m telling you that I am! Unless you’re not a good doctor and can’t see that.” He challenged.
“Funny you think that challenging my skill as a doctor is going to make me give in to you. How many times has that worked, huh?” You chuckled, obviously not threatened by him.
“Don’t waste my time. Someone else could really be sick and be in your position now, someone that actually needs medical help. Not someone like you. A life could have been saved in the time you’ve wasted here.” You said.
“You’re just trying to scare me, you don’t know that. ” He glared.
“But neither do you. We’ll never know will we? Now leave before I call security.” You stood up.
“You’ll pay for this. You better watch your back.” He threatened before slinging his bag over his shoulder and leaving in a huff. You let out a long sigh and shook your head, that was a MAJOR waste of time. You typed a note into his digital file to warn other medical personnel in the event he tries to come back before asking the nurse to send in the next patient.
“Lunch time!” You pushed yourself to stand up from your desk the moment your last patient walked out. The nurse giggled and bowed her head, you bowed back too.
“Good work, have a nice break!” You wished before bringing all the files to the nurses’ station to sign off.
“I’m going for lunch.” You decided to go to the cafeteria to get a packed lunch to eat in the doctors’ lounge that was usually empty.
“(y/n).” Someone called and you stopped. You stiffened, unable to move or say anything. Your breathing quickened and yet, you couldn’t bring yourself to be strong, turn and face him.
“Can we talk?” He requested slowly.
“I thought I made it clear to Hoseok sshi, I didn’t want to speak to any of you.” You let out a shaky sigh. He still spoke to the back of your head though.
“I just want to talk.” He said softly.
“You... None of you... have the right to ask or request anything of me. If any of you show up here again, I will be asking security to escort you out. You know I’m serious. I have nothing to say to any of you, I don’t wish to see you, hear you or speak to you.” You said and walked away quickly.
You decided not to buy lunch. You entered the small room, locking the door behind you. The only thing you did was buy an iced coffee from the vending machine and sat at the window sill.
After that thing at lunch, you tried to act okay and normal to at least get through the rest of your shift. But you couldn’t help but get distracted from time to time.
“Doc!” Someone shook you.
“Huh?” You blinked, turning to look at your nurse.
“I was talking to you and you just spaced out. You’ve been doing that since you came back from lunch, is everything okay? Did something happen?” She asked with a frown of concern. You just gave her an assuring smile.
“Everything is okay. I guess I’m just a little tired today but I’m fine.” You lied. You weren’t gonna tell her that your 7 exes, who you desperately want to forget, are now coming back to find you and just can’t seem to leave you alone. It wasn’t healthy but you were trying your best to just suppress everything, hoping it’ll all just go away.
“Well, luckily you get off soon then.” She giggled before stacking the patient files together. You faked a smile and continued updating patient files.
“Where are the charts for the patient in room 32?” You asked.
“Radiology was stacked today. We won’t get it until tomorrow morning.” She informed with an apologetic smile.
“Then just send it up to respiratory directly, the case will be moved out of my hands tomorrow anyway. I have some morning audits at surgery tomorrow with my mother so I’ll be here late.” You informed.
“Sure. It’s not easy working with family, is it?”
“It’s never been. But at least it’s one parent and not both. If my dad was working in the psychiatric ward here, then I may relocate elsewhere.” You laughed as you submitted all your updated files into the system. Then you moved to signing papers.
“Are these all prescriptions?”
“These are prescriptions. These are discharge release forms. Then these are the papers to move patients to another department for further checks tomorrow.” She separated the stack for you.
“Thanks.” You began to sign the papers one by one and separate them into their 3 respective stacks.
“Done!” You pushed yourself away from the desk with a cheer.
“Have a nice night, doc.” The nurse wished. You grinned and stood up, ready to head home for the night. You grabbed your things from the doctors’ office and left the hospital.
“It’s cold.” You rubbed your arms as you walked. The streets were rather quiet, most citizens having gone home after work already. You just made your way to the bus stop. You heard footsteps behind you, someone was following you. Thinking it was one of them, you turned around angrily, only to see a group of younger boys. One of them looked familiar.
“I told you, watch your back.” He smirked. It was that student from earlier today that tried to fake being sick for an excuse letter.
“I’m leaving.” You turned but your path was blocked once again by other boys. You frowned, these could turn into a very dangerous situation for you. You were one woman against 6 boys.
“All this for a doctor’s letter? Really? Talk about petty.” You scoffed.
“You think you’re all that.” He sneered. They started walking towards you, making you back away slowly until you were cornered into an alley.
“This is a crime. Don’t ruin your lives with an arrest record in your files.” You glared at them but deep down, you were panicking. They all burst out laughing, obviously not threatened by you.
“Get her.” They all advanced to you. You tried to shield yourself but the impact never came. You peeked an eye up and saw someone standing above you, getting all the hits himself. Meeting eyes with him, he grunted but maintained his boxy smile.
“T-T...” You couldn’t speak.
“I’m okay.” He whispered before pushing off the wall and turning to the 6 boys, picking his bat up from the ground.
“Is it my turn?” He smirked. You could only watch in horror as he began swinging the bat, hitting anyone that came at him. You were so stunned, your legs gave out.
“T-Taehyung. Stop...” You called out weakly but he couldn’t hear you. He bashed one the guys head in, expertly kicking someone that tried to get him from behind. You knew if you didn’t stop him, he would kill them.
“Taehyung...” You pushed yourself to stand up.
“Taehyung... Please... Stop...” Your voice pulled him out of his anger trance. He turned around to face you. Hot tears cascaded down your face.
“Please, stop.” Your voice could only come out in desperate whispers. The bat dropped onto the ground loudly as he gathered you into his arms. You didn’t hug him back but you didn’t struggle to move away either. It just hurt, everything hurt. There was only so much you could take and this was your breaking point.
“I’m sorry.” His hand caressed your cheek gently, not caring if a little bit of blood smeared against your cheek.
“Please...” You begged. What were you begging for? You didn’t know. You just wanted all this to stop. You were finally okay again and they just showed up, it’s not fair.
“I’m sorry.” He repeatedly chanted.
Your broken voice, your sobs, it reminded him... of himself. The way he used to cry out to his father to stop beating his sister, only for it to fall onto deaf ears. But at the same time, it reminded him of his sister, telling him to stop stabbing his sister.
“I’ll take you home.” Taehyung said softly. As much as he wanted to talk to you, he knew now was just not the right time to do it. You shook your head, you didn’t want him finding out where you lived.
“At least let me get you out of here.” He helped you get up and walk out of the alley. But the moment you stepped out, you mustered the courage to push him away.
“I cannot do this. I cannot put myself through this again.” You whispered coldly before wrapping your arms around him and walking away quickly.
“(y/n)...” Taehyung raised his hand to reach out to you but you were gone. He had a sports car, he could race after you and catch you. But he couldn’t afford to hurt you more, to make you cry more. He took his phone out.
“Taehyung! Where are you?!”
“H-Hyung... I-I can’t…” Taehyung finally let out the choked sob as he pressed the device to his ear.
summary | The original plan was to get back at your ex for cheating, he was only doing it to make a girl jealous. Never did either of you expect your strange circumstances would have consequences neither of you could ever imagine. As cliché as fake dating was, the two of you found yourselves unable to back out.
warning(s) | unhealthy relationships, fake dating, smut, angst, manipulation, jealousy, possessiveness, Jungkook is a dick, but he also had a big dick. Y/n is a cunt and that’s that. Using each other, idk there’s more but idk rn.
If there was only one word in the entire world to describe you right now, you’d say it gullible. Or naive. Either of the two, because you were beginning to realize what a fucking idiot you actually were. To think you could trust your boyfriend, how stupid of you.
In reality, you had this gut feeling in your chest all day. It was trying to tell you something but you shrugged it off as exam jitters. During lunch when she asked you why you’d been so quiet, you instantly felt an ick toward her. The same feeling you’d been having for days now, more pronounce when you thought about her or your boyfriend.
“What are you doing tonight? Let’s get drinks or something,” you had asked her on your way to class. The way she instantly grimaced, looking anywhere but into your eyes and stumbling over her words, “I can’t. I’m meeting up with some guy from my Psych class to study.”
“On a Friday night?” You asked tilting your head in curiosity. She smiled, “Okay, maybe not study, but you know what I mean.”
“Yeah, no I get it,” you left it at that for majority of the day. Trying not to jump to conclusions you’d already thought of days before when you found her messages in his phone. Except you had this weird itch, like something was off between the two and like the paranoid person you were, you were going to figure out what it was even if it made you look crazy.
So that’s what brought you to your boyfriend’s place late at night. You were going to ask him his plans tonight, you were just gonna watch it unfold. Just around the block you could see the familiar bleached blonde girl step out of an Uber. Your jaw set, watching as he put his hand on her lower back, kissing her on the lips before leading her up to her apartment building. Of course it turned out this way, your boyfriend was a cheater and your best friend a liar. The two you trusted the most doing the most harmful thing behind your back.
You didn’t say anything, instead you turned away leaving his street and fighting back tears. It worked for majority of your journey back home, it wasn’t until you arrived on your floor that tears flooded out of your eyes. And of course, when you finally decided to break down the second you got to your door, your wonderfully awful neighbor was just leaving his. The two of you shared an awkward glance to which you rolled your eyes and pushed your way into your apartment.
It took you two days to respond to your friends again. The weekend was really on your side, letting you cry in your bedroom without disturbance. You weren’t crying because he cheated or she betrayed your trust. At this moment you couldn’t give a smaller fuck about them. You were crying because you were so fucking mad and there was nothing you could do about it that wouldn’t make you look like a crazy ex girlfriend. You were mad you had to pretend to not know anything Monday morning when he joined you and your friends throwing his arm around your shoulders with a kiss on your cheek.
It took everything in you to not speak up. To not yell and scream and tell him how much of a piece of shit he was. And ask how long they’d been sleeping together when you’d been dating for three years now. You needed to wait for the right moment, where suspicions wouldn’t raise about your course of actions, and this calm facade you’d carefully constructed over the years wouldn’t break. So you let him pull you away from Jieun and Soo Ah, and take you over to his friends, showing you off almost.
“She’s my lucky charm, right babe? We haven’t lost a single game since the season started,” Hobi said smiling widely. You nodded your head, forcing a smile on your face when he spoke about the basketball season this year. “I’m just nervous for next week’s, I heard their team is good,” Namjoon sighed, looking over to you, “So you better work your magic soon because we’re close to semifinals already.”
Later on in that day you let Hoseok walk you home. The apartment complex was a bit farther from the University. It was located in a college district, where majority of the people living there were college students from different schools. It was cheap housing and was just in reach of the neighboring school to have a mix of students living in the area. “Are we still studying for Calc?” Hobi had asked slowing down in front of the cement steps leading to the building.
“We should break up,” you said abruptly, watching his face instantly change to one of confusion. His brows furrowed, mouth slightly open as he searched your face for any sign of this being a joke. “You’re graduating soon and I’ve got a lot on my plate, so I think it’s good to take time away from each other.”
He scoffed nervously, “Then say you want to take time for whatever you have going on. There’s no need to break up, what we have works.”
“Does it?” You questioned, tilting your head the same way you had done to Soo Ah, “I don’t think that’s true. It’s been three years Hobi, and we’re not any closer than what we were back then. Doesn’t that say something to you?” You began the journey up the steps, looking in your bag for keys, “Think of it like this, now you’ve got all this free time to work on your 3-pointers before next week.”
A part of you was waiting for a text from Soo Ah, asking why you broke up with Hoseok. But then again that’d only prove that he spoke to her more deeply or else how would she know. The only person blowing up your phone was Hobi.
hobi: don’t u think you’re being irrational?
hobi: please just tell me what I did wrong bc I thought things were going great
hobi: are u seriously gonna ignore me?
missed call from hobi (7)
The next day you got ready for class just like any other day, except the night before you’d been crying. This time you actually were crying over the kid. You’d been together since your first year. He’d been one of the upperclassmen showing you around during orientation. You played your part in your flirting game, and were hard to get. It took him two weeks of buttering you up at social outings and during free time to even get a date. He enjoyed the chase, he always had. So it didn’t come as a surprise when he went for your best friend, someone he couldn’t have. Except she didn’t put up much of a fight either but you weren’t going to call her out just yet.
You weren’t blaming her, it was both of them. Him from being in the relationship, and her for not caring about your friendship enough to not sleep with your fucking boyfriend.
“Where’s Hoseok? I haven’t seen him come looking for you at all today,” Soo Ah was the first to speak up about it, expectedly that is. You just shrugged, not pulling your eyes away from your open textbook as you copied down paraphrases, “I don’t know, we broke up.”
“Wait what?” Jieun asked a bit louder than the rest of you. A few eyes turned her way but she didn’t care as she looked to you genuinely confused. Soo Ah’s reaction was a bit more delayed, too collected and calm before feigning distraught, “What? You’re joking right.”
“No, I broke up with him last night,” you continued watching the way her brow twitched for a minute, maybe he told her otherwise. You reached for your phone, unlocking it and going to your missed calls and texts showing him practically beg for you to think it over before leaving him. “See?”
“Why?” Soo Ah asked, tone slightly edgier than before. You shrugged her off, “Don’t know, wasn’t feeling it anymore.”
“You do this all the time,” Soo Ah sighed, “You ruin every good thing that comes to you just because I’m bored.”
“I do,” you agreed, “But why do you seem so bothered by it?” Jieun looked over to Soo Ah, watching the way she gripped her laptop. The girl sighed putting her things away quickly, “Because I care about you and hate seeing you ruin every good thing to happen to you.”
When you saw Hoseok across the courtyard later on he looked normal. He wasn’t the type to make a big fuss over things, at least not publicly. But when he saw you, and his friends waved you over, he pushed out of the group in your direction, “We need to talk.”
“I don’t think we do.”
You didn’t leave your bedroom till it was dark out already. You left through the sliding doors in your living room to your balcony. Taking a seat in the hammock, you looked up to the stars scattering across Seoul. It was hard to pay attention to anything though with whatever was going on next door. That was partially the reason why you found yourself outside. Your neighbor was throwing another one of his weekly parties and you couldn’t do any work with that loud shit music playing. Your peace and tranquillity had been crushed when he stepped out to his balcony, just next to yours. A cigarette in hand as he looked around until his eyes landed on you.
“Music too loud?” He mumbled due to the unlit cancer stick hanging off his lips. You ignored the way his eyes traveled down your bare legs hidden by the oversized hoodie belong to a certain piece of shit who was never going to see this comfy lump of fabric ever again. “Isn’t it always?” You asked. The corner of his mouth tilted up as his head fell forward, “You got to the University down east from here, right?”
“Why?” You asked, brows furrowed in suspicion. He took a step toward you as much as his little block of space let him anyway. He leaned against the railing facing you, “Because we play you next week in basketball.”
Your eyes shot up, “Next week?” He nodded clicking his tongue, “Doesn’t your boyfriend play? I’ve seen him come around in his jersey.”
“Ex-boyfriend, but yeah he does,” his ears perked up at your correction. He nodded, “Well this Friday I’m having another little get together, you know how it is. And you’re welcome to come, bring anyone you want.” He tapped against the railing turning his back to you, “Oh,” he looked back again, “I’m Jungkook.”
On Friday night, you did just that. You brought Jieun along with you, leaving Soo Ah to her own plans surely with your ex boyfriend. Poor Jieun, you thought, you couldn’t bring yourself to tell her about the turn of events and be stuck between which childhood friend she’d side with. Not necessarily childhood, but high school, close enough. “Why is this the first time I’m meeting your neighbor?” Jieun asked waiting with you at the door.
“Do I know any of your neighbors?” You asked just as the door opened, Jungkook standing in a loose black t-shirt exposing the tattoos you only ever caught a glimpse of. “You listened,” Jungkook smiled eyeing Jieun quickly before leading you in, “You’re welcome to anything on the counter. The bathroom’s first door on the right, and um, yeah.”
You shrugged him off pulling Jieun along with you. “So why didn’t you invite Soo Ah?” She asked you. You licked your lips nervously, “She’s been busy with her Psych partner on weekends and I guess I just assumed tonight wouldn’t be any different.” Psych partner or Hobi, you wouldn’t say. Jieun wasn’t the type to press for answers and left it at that. Halfway through the night Jungkook joined you two. He brought drinks over for you. “So how does it feel to be on this side of the wall?” He almost shouted in your ear over the loud music.
“Surprisingly just the same,” you spoke loudly, thanking him for the drink. He nodded, “You weren’t kidding when you said you and your boyfriend broke up, I had a feeling something was up the other night.”
Your eyes hardened, his staring down at you with instant regret as Jieun looked over to you. The night he was implying to was the one he found you during your mascara ruined breakdown. He cleared his throat, “Jieun, right? How do you know Y/n?”
Jieun looked over to him, familiar heart eyes set for your neighbor, “We went to high school together. Me, her, Soo Ah.”
“And where’s this Soo Ah then?” He looked down at her with a mesmerizing smile. She shrugged, “Doing God knows what.” He was a flirt, that was a fact.
“Why don’t we go play a round of beer pong?” He threw his arm over your shoulders pulling you back into the conversation. You dropped your head back, “I’m awful, like complete shit.” Jieun disappeared to the bathroom leaving you two alone for a moment.
“Then you’ll be on my team and let me show off,” he said. “Why not wait for Jieun? She’s super good,” you said letting him drag you away from where you had been hanging out. “Who do you think I’m trying to show off to?” Your face lit up.
“Are you into my friend?” You asked, smile on your face making him snicker. “She’s cute, not my type but yeah I guess.”
“Y/n!” Jieun called out to you before you could reach the crowd around the beer pong table. You looked back to your friend who pushed through the crowd to get to you. “Soo Ah just called me, she was crying over something and asked if I could come over. Come on let’s go.”
“She asked you to come over, not me,” You specified finding your position at the table. Jungkook looked over to you, noticing your harsh tone. Jieun sighed, “Come on you know she’d want you there too. Let’s go.”
“If I leave this party it’s because I’m gonna go to bed, so why don’t you just text me or call me when you’re in the cab?” You said stubbornly. Jieun huffed in annoyance, nodding her head as she left quickly. Jungkook chuckled, shaking his head as he looked away from you, “Are you sure that Soo Ah chick is your friend?”
“It’s a long story,” you sighed taking the pong balls out of the last player’s hands. He reached for your wrist, “I’ve got time.”
“No offense, but it shouldn’t matter to you. So let’s just play this game like you wanted to, and there,” you said. His grip didn’t loosen, “Then I don’t want to play anymore so I guess it’s just you.”
You took a step back, “Weren’t you the one who wanted to play?” He didn’t miss the roll of your eyes in clear annoyance, he just couldn’t tell if it was because of him or anybody else. “Well now I don’t, what now?” He teased, enjoying this little back and forth the two of you were having though you just formally met earlier in the week.
“I’ll go to bed then, I guess,” you sighed checking the time on your phone. He rolled his eyes, “You give up just like that? No fight, nothing?”
“Oh I’ll fight, but not over a drinking game,” you clarified. His brow raised, “Over what then?
“I should get going.”
The next time you saw him again, you had the unfortunate luck of walking up with him. The elevator was shut down so you were forced to take the stairs. Which actually there were worst case scenarios for walking alone up the stairs than with Jungkook. You walked closer to the cement railing overlooking the complex courtyard. The sun was setting and the sun was hitting you directly from the side. “I really did like your friend, she was cute,” he was the first to speak up.
“Yeah she’s a sweetie,” you nodded, holding your grocery bag with both hands, “She’s single too.”
“Unlike you, you seen a little more… I don’t know, uptight?” He questioned ignoring the sharp look you gave him, “I could be wrong though.”
“Jieun is super easy to talk to too, she tries to find the best in everyone so if you shot your shot in sure he’d be able to overlook whatever you’ve got going on,” there was a small hint of feistiness in your voice that brought a crooked smile to his face. He enjoyed this little friendly banter, “You know, for being recently dumped you seem pretty okay with it.”
“I wasn’t dumped,” you stopped in your tracks, “So let’s get that straight first.”
“Right, but hey!” Jungkook looked over to you, “This Friday’s the game, you better be there cheering someone on, your team or not.”
Fuck, the game was this weekend. And normally you’d only care because of how anxious Hoseok would get before games. You’d usually have to give him some space or he’d snap at you for being clingy even though all you did was ask if he wanted a drink. Now, you found yourself interested in the game solely because Jungkook was playing. And now knowing your neighbor was going to play against your ex boyfriend, it made things much more interesting than before. Maybe you would swing by the game, just to hopefully watch Jungkook’s team beat Hoseok’s ass.
And he was wrong. It wasn’t that you were okay after the break up, you were just a master of hiding it. Between feeling your schedule with useless things you have yourself very little time about the cheating ex boyfriend of yours. And Soo Ah too, you didn’t think of her as a friend but you kept her close. You had it all planned out in your head, how things would unfold and who would say what almost like a script that you’d written. So far things had been going your way. Neither suspected you knew about their rendezvous together and however many times they had them, but he knew he did something wrong. And you could tell it was eating him alive, the uncertainty of where he went wrong. Because even though you both knew what was wrong, he didn’t know you caught onto him cheating. He thought that maybe there was another reason, since surely you couldn’t know about it, Soo Ah said she didn’t say anything after all. So you still recieved at least one text every night asking you to call or answer his calls. And messages begging to meet up because he missed you.
hobi: please just talk to me. it’s been a week already and I still don’t get what happened.
hobi: I miss u :(
hobi: I can see that ur just reading them. pls just respond
hobi: look, let’s make a deal
hobi: if you go to the game on friday, my lucky charm, that means u miss me too
hobi: if u don’t. I get it. we’re done
His lucky charm. Of course he’d ask you to go to the game as his way of needing closure or not. What he didn’t know was how you were already planning on going, just not for him.
On Friday night you found yourself in the bleachers with Jieun and Soo Ah. Soo Ah didn’t know you knew she was a backstabbing bitch, but possibly she sensed it. Or better yet, she felt guilty because she’s been distancing herself from you lately. Not that you minded much
And it was hard to miss the huge smile Hoseok had on his face when his eyes scanned the bleachers and found you sitting. He waved over to you, waiting for you to do the same but you never did. He shook his head, focusing on his warm ups. What mattered was that you were here and he felt like they couldn’t lose now. Except in the first half they were down three, you were right. He should’ve been practicing his 3-pointers. So at halftime he found himself with his hand ducked down and clearly out of breath, this wasn’t how the game was supposed to go. You were supposed to show up, express how you messed up and missed him too much to be away from him, and they’d be in the lead.
“Wait, isn’t that Y/n?” Yoongi asked pointing to the bleachers. Hoseok’s head shot up, immediately finding you, but this time you were blocked by a Jersey.
“Thought you wouldn’t make it,” Jungkook said during half time, clearly out of breath. You could’ve sworn every girl’s head turned when he passed and eyes bulged out when he stood in front of you wearing the opposing team’s jersey and looking that good in it.
“Well, unfortunately I couldn’t turn down Hoseok’s latest begging for me to come,” you said clearly, knowing Soo Ah was listening. She nudged Jieun trying to get answers but Jieun didn’t say anything. Jungkook looked over to her, smiling in her direction in acknowledgment before pushing you leg over so he could sit in the empty space.
From across the court you could Hoseok stand up, eyes locked on Jungkook as he almost sped in your direction.
“Babe, do you know this guy? Is he bothering you?” Hoseok asked stepping over to you. You looked up at him with furrowed brows noticing the way his nostrils flared this time from anger or exhaustion you couldn’t tell.
“Babe?” Jungkook looked over to you with a playful smirk on his face, “Listen man, we were just havi—“
“Was I talking to you?” Hoseok asked staring down at Jungkook. Jungkook looked up at him, eyes sparkling in mischief, “No but you were talking around me, so I answered. Now what?”
“Listen dude, you don’t know me so don’t try me,” Hoseok stood taller. You stared at the two, not caring much for intervening but more so the entertaining aspect of it. Jungkook stood up, almost immediately making you regret what you had just thought seeing his broad shoulders and muscular back flex as he tightened his muscles.
“Or what? Judging based on your playing, I’d say luck is on my side,” Jungkook said. Hoseok licked his lips nervously, “Why are you talking to my girl?”
“Last time I checked she’s not your girl,” Jungkook smiled. Hoseok took a step forward, more eyes turning your way to watch the scene unfold. Hoseok’s jaw tensed, “Don’t fuck with me kid—“
“What are you gonna do? Get mad?” Jungkook scoffed. You looked up just in time for the halftime to finish, loud buzzing filling your ears as you looked over to the two.
“Hobi come on,” you could hear Jin call for him, “Drop it, let’s play.”
“You should go too Jungkook,” you urged him on once the others had taken Hoseok away before things escalated. He looked over to you, eyes glancing to Jieun before he smiled cutely, a huge contrast to the look he’d been giving your ex boyfriend.
“What was that all about?” Soo Ah asked watching Jungkook jump onto court from the bottom bleachers, “How do you know that guy? Looks like a thug.”
By the end, Jungkook’s team won by seven points. And as everyone in the gym filed out including the players, the tension was still high between everyone including the two boys.
“You’re mad that you lost the game and your girlfriend. Don’t take it out on me just because I’m a better player,” you could hear Jungkook say. A crowd had began forming and you managed to wedge yourself in the middle of it. Hoseok’s hand clenched to a fist, “You have no clue who the fuck you’re talking to.”
“I’m talking to you,” he answered quickly not stepping down from the older player. Hoseok looked around, eyes landing on you and his face hardened, his wall breaking down finally, “This why you wanted to break up? You were fucking around with this lowlife?”
“And what if she was?” Jungkook asked coming to your side, “It’s still an upgrade from you.” Hoseok pushed at Jungkook suddenly, the guy stumbling back a step.
“Dude, step off,” Jungkook moved forward, tongue poking against his cheek. You finally made a decision to intervene as stupid as it sounded. You reach for Jungkook’s duffel bag, holding the strap and tugging, “Kook, just let it go, let’s go home or something. You won anyway.”
Hoseok looked over to you, Jungkook doing the same. He licked his lips turning toward you. He nodded, giving in instantly, “You’re right. Let’s go home.” A playful smirk on his face at your choice of words as he grabbed your wrist and pulled you away from the crowd.
Your ex boyfriend’s face livid as he watched you go off with Jeon Jungkook, possibly the cause of the sudden break up between the two, at least in Hoseok’s mind.
hey besties. It’s midnight and I just finished this chapter. it was kind of quick and a little too forward but it’s just setting the mood for the rest of the story.
expect future smut and some angsty shit bc that’s all I’m good at
summary: a chance meeting while shopping for bathing suits turns your summer vacation a little hotter
word count: 4.4k (help)
this was interesting to write as the beginning and ending are based off of separate dreams this time, so hopefully I was able to link them in a way that made sense. please enjoy!!
"How does this look?" You asked your friend Jamie, holding a skimpy neon bikini set to your body.
It was the first full day of your annual summer beach trip with your bestie, and you'd arrived in the seaside town you always traveled to late last night. After eating a mediocre breakfast provided by your hotel, the two of you had headed to a nearby mall to buy new swimsuits. She'd had luck finding one relatively quickly. But the reason you were still there, on the second story of a large department store several hours later, was because you had yet to.
She made a face. "No offence, but it's not really your style..."
Sighing, you put it back on the rack. "I know."
Rounding the stand that contained the bikini you'd just put back, you briefly glanced over at the neighboring section, which had swim trunks. Movement had caught your eye, caused by three guys walking through. You barely even paid attention to them at first glance, but the one in the back caught your eye, and you did a double take.
At this second glance, you saw they were all young, probably close to your age, and very attractive. 'Are they models?' You wondered. But again, it was the one behind the first two that really made you look on in awe. He had muted fluffy purple hair that covered his forehead, and dark eyes that shone like diamonds even from this distance. His soft features and perfect skin made you wonder if he was an angel. His thin white shirt hugged what was probably toned muscle underneath. When the taller of his two friends said something funny, he smiled and oh my God, he had the cutest dimples.
At that moment, he shifted his eyes up and saw you standing there, staring. Like a deer caught in headlights you froze, embarrassed as fuck you'd been caught. But his smile only widened, and he gave you a slight nod in greeting.
Ripping your gaze away, you acted like nothing had happened and tried to return to shopping.
"Oh wow y/n, you saw those guys right?" Jamie exclaimed, following you. "Now that's what I'd call eye can-"
You interrupted her, face flushed, by holding up a pale blue gingham bikini. "What about this?"
Before she could answer, her eyes focused on something behind you, mouth falling open slightly. A deep voice then responded to your question. "I think it looks cute."
You whipped around, only to come face to face with the man you couldn't keep from staring at. Your eyes widened and you gulped, startled. Up close, he was simply breathtaking. Literally; you felt your breathing become strained as your heart pounded in your chest.
"Th- Thank you, um..?" You stuttered before taking a deep breath.
"Jaehyun." He answered.
"Ah, Jaehyun." Damn, even his name was cute. You gave him a shaky smile. "So I should get it?"
"Definitely." He encouraged. He then looked to Jamie, who'd been speechlessly watching the exchange. "What do you think?"
Turning around, you waited to see her response. After looking between the two of you for a couple of seconds, she grinned and gave a thumbs up. You weren't sure if she was approving of the bathing suit or...
"Hey, what are you guys doing the rest of today?" Jaehyun asked.
"Oh, not much." You replied quickly, not planning to elaborate.
"We'll just be at the beach!" Jamie said louder and at the same time, speaking over you. "Wanna come with?"
You gave her a look, trying to shut her up. She looked back at you as if to say 'what?'
He smiled. "Sure. Let me ask the boys if it's okay with them."
He beckoned the two of them over, who didn't hesitate to comply. Jamie introduced you and her to the group, as you were still majorly distracted by the million thoughts running through your head. The tallest of the three then introduced himself as Johnny, a friendly guy with a round face and sculpted arms that were on full display thanks to the tank he wore. The other was Mark, who shyly said hi to you and Jamie. He had a boyish and youthful aura about him that made you immediately assume he was the youngest. They both readily agreed to head to the beach.
Still not fully registering what had just happened, you walked to the check out in a near trance and bought your swimsuits. Then you exited the mall, and made your way to the parking lot. Jaehyun went to get his car while the rest of you waited at Jamie's. When he pulled up, the guys got in. After quickly entering her car with her, Jamie pulled out of the parking lot and followed them as they lead the way to the beach.
"Y/n, you okay?" She asked, taking her eyes off the road for a split second to glance at your face. Your prolonged silence had prompted her to speak.
You removed yourself from your racing thoughts. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just surprised."
She grinned. "Well, today's not gonna be boring, that's for sure. It'll be a lot more eventful than if we'd hung out at the beach by ourselves."
You nodded in agreement. You knew there wasn't much harm in doing this - there would be plenty of people on the beach around you - they couldn't try anything. And besides, you didn't even get those vibes from them. That wasn't what made you uneasy. It was the thought of spending a day at the beach with such attractive guys that made the tips of your ears turn pink and your heart rate increase. You just prayed you wouldn't say or do something utterly embarrassing.
Jamie drove into the public beach parking behind their car, parking a few spaces away from them. Exiting the car, you and her first made your way to the bathrooms to change. This beach was well maintained, a stone walkway lead to them and then continued on and up to a wide bridge that arched over the barrier dunes and then down onto the sand. Palm trees provided shade, which was made good use of as it seemed wherever a tree cast a shadow there was a cool bench to sit.
Locking yourself into a stall in the women's bathroom, you undressed and then pulled on your brand new swimsuit. Thankfully, despite not being able to try it on in the store, it fit extremely well. The gingham pattern, pale blue color, and small ruffles on the waistband and straps made you conclude this was the cutest bikini you'd ever seen. Exiting the stall, you briefly peered into the mirror above the sinks to pull your hair into two low pigtails.
Turning back around, you found Jamie standing there in her new suit, smiling at you.
"Ready y/n?" She asked.
You took a breath before replying. "Yep."
Arm in arm, you walked out to meet the boys, who'd already changed and were standing there waiting, beach bags in hand. Johnny got excited as he spotted you both and practically ran towards beach, Mark trying to keep up with him. Jaehyun looked unbothered as he stayed behind to walk at a normal pace with you. By the time you'd crossed over the sand dunes and strolled onto the beach, Mark and Johnny had already found a good place a little ways away to set up. They'd brought two large towels, big enough for multiple people to sit on, and had spread them out over the sand.
Jaehyun sat down on one, then patted the ground next to him, motioning for you to sit next to him. After a few seconds of contemplation you complied, folding your legs to the side as you still kept a couple feet of distance from him. Jamie sat down with Johnny and Mark on the other towel.
For the next hour or so, the five of you talked about various topics in an effort to learn more about each other. Gradually, you loosened up as you got used to their company. Johnny and Mark were college friends of Jaehyun's, who'd came into town a few days before you to visit him where he now lived on the coast. Funnily enough, the two boys were staying in the same hotel as you and Jamie while they did so - it was the closest to Jaehyun's apartment.
Noon came and went, and the air continued to heat up around you until it was unbearable. You looked out at the ocean water longingly, but didn't want to leave by yourself, and the others seemed to be having such a great time...
Glancing over at you, Jaehyun made a suggestion. "Who's up for the water?"
Despite your assumptions, the agreement was unanimous. As one, you all rose and ran towards the rolling sea, chasing each other. Diving into the waves, you ran out until the water was up to your waist. Johnny swam out farther than any of you, while Jamie and Mark stayed in slightly shallower water.
You heard the sound of someone sloshing around in the water directly behind you. Spinning around, you were met with his chest - his white shirt was now wet and you could see some of the muscles through it - as your eyes widened and you looked up into Jae's eyes. He smiled down at your face, less than a foot away, dimples on full display.
"Hi." He said in a way that made your heart melt. Then: "Feel better?"
"Y- yeah, it was really hot before." Your words betrayed your body - being in the water wasn't cooling you off at all anymore.
You stood there for a few awkward moments in silence, not knowing what to say.
"Um-" You began.
"Woah y/n look out!" He cut you off, sudden panic on his face as he closed the small distance between the two of you.
Suddenly, a large wave crashed into your back. It pushed you straight into the only thing that would keep you standing - his body. Instinctively, you gripped onto his shirt tightly so you didn't fall, tugging it towards you. He didn't hesitate to wrap his strong arms around your waist to steady you. Only after the wave had passed did you realize what you'd done, quickly releasing the fabric from your hands. But he didn't let go.
"Are you okay?" He asked, worry in his tone.
You nodded, heart pounding loudly in your ears. However, you were shaking slightly.
He began leading you back towards the shore, not convinced. Stumbling onto the hot sand, he guided you back to the towels, sitting you down once you got there. Getting a smaller towel, he wrapped it around you so you could dry off, then he sat down next to you.
You looked at him, embarrassed. "You can go back if you want, I'll be fine here."
"No, I'm good." He leaned back a bit. "I'm not much of a swimmer anyways."
He then lifted his arm and ran his fingers through his damp hair, brushing it back off his forehead. You gulped, incredibly bothered by the motion.
He looked at you with a slight smirk. "Thirsty?"
"Yeah." You replied.
Smirk widening, he handed you an unopened water bottle. You drank, trying desperately to calm down.
Jamie ran up to you, Mark following close behind. "Y/n are you okay?" She asked, confused and concerned. "What happened?"
You explained without including the details that made you blush when you thought of them. She sat on the towel next to you, deciding not to go back out. Mark followed suit and shortly after Johnny joined you again when he realized everyone was out of the water.
After a bit, you began to get hungry and got up to try and find some food. Luckily, there was a food truck nearby with some cheap lunch. Returning to the towels, you ate in relative silence as the sun moved slowly west overhead. The rest of the afternoon was spent walking, playing with a frisbee, and sunbathing. You noticed Jaehyun seemed to be keeping you within a few feet of him the entire time, never leaving you alone or with the others. Even when you went back out with Jamie into the shallow water, he followed - even though he tried to appear like he wasn't.
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Once the sun went down, everything was packed up and taken back to the cars. You threw back on your shorts from earlier before heading to a nearby bar, open to the sea and cool night air. It was already crowded with many tourists, and once you entered you quickly lost sight of the others, later catching a glimpse of Jamie talking to Johnny off to the side with a drink in hand.
Seeing the bar, you made your way over to it by yourself and sat on one of the barstools. You beckoned the bartender over to order your drink.
"What can I get for you?" She asked, polishing a glass.
"A margarita please." you answered.
She then looked at the seat next to you. "And you sir?"
"A margarita for me too, thanks." A familiar voice answered.
You turned around in your seat to face Jaehyun, blinking at him.
He smiled and nodded in greeting, those adorable dimples reappearing on the corners of his mouth. Feeling your face heat up, you quickly turned to look at the bartender as she made your identical drinks.
You cleared your throat a little. "So... you like margaritas too?"
He chuckled softly at your attempt to break the awkwardness. "Truthfully, I've never tried one. Thought tonight was good first time."
You could feel his eyes on you, boring into your soul in an attempt to get your attention. When you couldn't take it any longer and tilted your head to look at him, his eyes immediately met yours. A slight smirk spread across his lips.
When your drinks were served, he was the first to take a sip, eyes not leaving you for a millisecond. You drank and shifted in your seat, fully aware of how he was checking you out as his eyes began to roam. You wondered if maybe you should've put on a shirt over your bikini top to cover yourself better. But that thought was quickly dismissed as a new one took its place. You liked it - the way his attention was focused on no one but you. There were plenty of other hot girls there that night, but he paid them no mind.
The hours drifted by as those around you melted away and it felt like you and Jae were the only two in the entire world. The music and voices of patrons were only a buzz in the distant background as you focused on his soft words. You found you enjoyed each others company - he made you comfortable with the idea of spending as much time in it as possible.
When the clock struck ten, you could feel the beginnings of fatigue creeping into your mind. An incoming text made his phone buzz. He checked it, relaying the message to you after briefly lifting up his eyebrows in surprise.
"Your friend's heading back to the hotel with Johnny and Mark, she's driving them there."
"Oh!" You replied in surprise, glancing around the bar but finding them already gone. You knew what was probably going to happen to Jamie, but you didn't voice it.
He looked at you for about a minute before speaking again, slowly. "Do you.. wanna come to my place?"
You met his eyes again, heart and mind racing at his invitation. The implications of his question didn't slip by you, they were fully realized. Still, it didn't take you long to make up your mind - in fact, you'd already made it before he'd asked.
"Yes." You replied.
He smiled wide and grabbed your hand, intertwining his fingers with yours. You quickly slid off your barstool and exited the bar, making for the car. You giggled as he pulled you along. The moon shone down on you from high overhead, lighting the way. Once reaching the car, he opened the passenger door for you and you hopped inside as he then closed it and rounded the car to his seat. Getting in, he started the car and drove out onto the road towards his apartment.
Your mind raced as you made the silent drive to his apartment, listening to the low sounds of the radio coming through the speakers. It only took a few minutes before he was parking, getting out, and coming around to help you out of the car. Grasping your hand tightly again, he lead you into the building. The lobby of his apartment had only dim lights on at this time to illuminate the room. No one was around. Jaehyun took a left after guiding you through the main doors.
"This way." He practically whispered, taking you into the elevator.
He hit the three and the doors closed, leaving you alone in the small space with him for a few moments. He didn't waste any time in turning you around to face him, closing the gap between you. Locking his lips with yours in a heated first kiss, he backed you up into the elevator wall, driving you up it slightly with his strong arms. You instinctively wrapped your limbs around his body to steady yourself and kissed him back. You could taste both him and the drink he'd had at the bar - the mixture was heavenly.
A ding signified your arrival at his floor, forcing you to part. Thankfully for the both of you, his door wasn't too far away. Pulling you down the hall quickly, Jae stopped at his door and took out his keys, fumbling with them for a few seconds as he tried to rush. When the door was unlocked, he pushed it open, letting you both walk through before harshly closing it again.
For the few seconds it took for him to throw the keys on a small table next to the door you glanced around the dark apartment. Through a cracked door to your left you could make out a bathroom. A small kitchen stretched across most of the right wall from the door, a long bar separating it from the rest of the room. In this main room was both his living area and bedroom. His bed was pushed up against the farthest wall, which was taken up entirely by two giant windows. The moonlight shone through them, illuminating a balcony on the other side that looked out into the night and the street below, where palm trees waved back and forth in a light breeze.
The sudden grip of his large hand on your waist from behind made you jump. He spun you around, and gave you that soul piercing stare that made all your self-control fade away. You leaned in this time, seeing a smirk spread across his face right before you closed your eyes. As soon as your lips brushed against his again, he picked up were you'd left off, kissing you relentlessly and leaving you breathless. Slowly, he backed you up further into the apartment until the backs of your legs bumped up against the edge of the bed as you struggled to bring air to your lungs.
He lifted you just enough to clear the mattress and sit you down on top of it. Climbing onto it himself, he gently laid you down onto the sheets underneath him. He kept himself up with his knees, one on each side of you as he started to move his plush lips down to your neck. He proceeded to mark you, painting several dark spots onto your skin that would surely be there the next day.
"Ah, Jae." You moaned out for the first time, when the tenseness that had been building between your legs became too much to stay silent.
He paused. "What is it princess?"
"I need..." You began, heating up at the petname.
"Yes?" He asked patiently, waiting for your commanding words. He smiled down at you, raising a hand to your cheek to stroke it soothingly.
"You." You finished, meeting his gaze. "I need you."
He smiled wider. "Sure thing."
Removing his hand from your face, he moved it down to the waistband of your shorts. Unbuttoning them with both hands, he slipped them off and down your ankles with ease. Placing his strong hand on your upper thigh, he spread it away from the other and began moving his fingers closer to your heat. Shivering at his touch, you sunk deeper into the bedsheets. He let his fingertips get to the edge of your bikini bottoms, but stopped there, teasing you.
"Hey-" You breathed, scolding him when you realized what he was doing.
He looked down at you, hair messily splayed around your head as your chest rose and fell beneath him. Your skin was beginning to glisten with perspiration, your eyelashes fluttering slightly every time you blinked your half-closed eyes. "Hm?"
You took a moment to respond. "Touch me Jae."
He smiled a dark smile as he brushed your bikini bottoms to the side. The first touch of his fingertips against your slick clit had you lifting your hips up off the bed, curses falling from your lips. He forced them back down, pinning you to the bed with his body. He quickly resumed his actions, running his fingers back and forth over your folds as you moaned at the pleasure. He then suddenly inserted a finger into your dripping core.
"Ah-" You gasped in surprise as he continued, using his thumb to trace circles across your clit. It was all too much for you to handle. He watched as you gradually lost control beneath him, writhing about in pleasure. The dangerous combination of things he was doing to you quickly brought your first high like a rising wave that crashed into the beach before it.
You didn't have time to warn him before your walls clamped down on his finger and your juices spilled out onto his hand, sheets, and down your legs. He let you ride out your orgasm and calm all the way down before removing his finger and sitting up, licking every last bit of you from his fingers. You peered down the bed at him, watching in fascination as he lapped it up like a man starved.
"Shit, you taste good." He complimented, making your face feel flushed.
When his hand was clean, he bent down and stuck his head between your legs. A second later, you felt the flick of his tongue on your inner thigh. He left a trail of wet kisses up it, making his way back up to your heat. Without warning, you felt his lips brush against your folds as he proceeded to use his tongue to clean you up as best he could. His hot breath against your pussy made you squirm and draw your legs up closer to your chest. Once satisfied he sat up again, licking the last of you from his lips.
He then repositioned himself above you. Removing his swim trunks, his hard member sprung free and stood erect, precum trickling from its pink tip. Slipping a couple of fingers into the waistband of your bikini bottoms, he pulled then down your legs, leaving them with your shorts at your ankles. Lining up with your entrance, he held himself up with his strong arms, caging you in. You looked up at him, his faded purple hair messy across his face. He gave you a reassuring smile - dimples and all - before pushing into you with ease and rolling his hips down onto yours. Matching the pace he set, you pulled his face back down to yours to kiss him again, softer this time. He complied, kissing you deeper and slower as he pushed further into you with each thrust.
When he bottomed out, he speed up the movement of his hips, gripping yours to bring them closer to his. The lewd sounds of sex filled the apartment, combined with both of your increasingly loud moans.
"Jae." You moaned out, breaking your kisses. You felt the tenseness building in your abdomen again.
He groaned as you felt him twitch inside you. "Fuck, you sound so hot saying my name like that."
He then hit your g-spot with the tip of his cock, pushing you over the edge. You came undone all at once, flexing your walls around him, gasping for air. Seconds later, hot strings of his cum shot through you, spilling out onto the bed along with your own. Riding out your orgasms simultaneously, your heavy breathing gradually quieted until he pulled out and sat up on the bed beside you. Watching him slide off the edge and stand up, your eyes followed him as he made his way to the bathroom entrance, ducking in for a second and returning with a towel.
Climbing back onto the bed, he leaned over you and gently cleaned you up with the towel, being extra careful around your sore clit. When most of it was wiped up, he discarded the towel onto the floor and laid down next to you. You rolled onto your side to look at him in the moonlight.
His skin had a visible sheen to it and his hair was a fucking mess - it stuck partially to his damp skin. But that only made his perfectly sculpted features more beautiful. You felt him wrap his arm around your naked waist, holding you to his body. Brushing a loose strand of hair away from your face, he spoke for the first time in minutes.
"Let's do this again tomorrow."
In your fucked out state, you couldn't respond with much else than an excited nod as you snuggled up to him. He gently kissed your swollen lips, happy.
Brushing your nose with his, he whispered: "Night y/n."
You replied by kissing him back, closing your eyes, and drifting off to sleep in his arms.
A freshman hookup rekindled into something new. With an incentive, of course. But what would happen if your 'relationship' led you somewhere you never thought would happen to you ?
When you got back to the frat, you realized how silent it is. Usually, the boys would be running around everywhere, wreaking havoc in the best way possible. But the silence that enveloped the frat was quite a nice change. Slightly eerie, but still nice.
Realizing that there were probably no one around to bother you, you decided to try on the new clothes you just got.
You got into your room without closing the door all the way, leaving it slightly ajar. You put the shopping bags on your bed and put your own bag next to them.
Without wasting much time, you immediately unpacked the contents of the shopping bag, grinning at the items you bought. You bought some clothes that you'd wear out but those weren't the ones that made you feel giddy and excited.
Your hand excitedly reached into the black shopping bag and took out the contents carefully. The boys had been quite affectionate with you lately and you've been getting laid way more than you usually did. That increased your libido and was actually why you went shopping.
The fabric of the lace black and red bustier set was different compared to the pink babydoll. You had also paired a black choker and black mid-thigh length stocking for the bustier set and white thigh-highs for the babydoll. You laid them both to decide which one to try first.
Finally, you decided on trying the babydoll first. You slipped your clothes off and began putting on the garment. As you had hoped, it was perfect for you. It's the perfect amount of cute combined with sexiness but is still comfortable. The fabric felt soft on you and it just made you felt good.
Lastly, you decided to go all-in and try the thigh-highs as well. You sat at the edge of your bed and began pulling one up your leg.
But as you were putting on the other one, someone had opened the door, making you jump up to cover your body with the shirt you had just worn before you took it off. Not that it helped cover anything.
"(Y/N), I heard you came back a- what are you doing?" Jongho blinked his eyes innocently at you, half in confusion.
Neither one of you said anything, only staring at each other. You, not knowing exactly what to say or how to explain yourself. Jongho, still not realizing that you had been caught off-guard trying on your new lingerie.
It wasn't until Jongho's eyes shifted over your body that a smirk appeared on his face. "Oh, I see what you were doing," he closed the door and walked over to you. He knelt in front of you and carefully took a hold of the thigh-highs that was pulled up only until your calf, "may I?" he asked, looking up at you.
You bit your bottom lip but nodded at him. Before his hands moved to pull the thigh-highs over, he nodded at the shirt you were using to shield your scantily clad body.
"Show me what you were trying on," he ordered. You blushed but obeyed him promptly. You put the shirt down onto the bed and let his eyes roam over your body.
You knew Jongo has quite the baby girl kink so when his tongue darted out to lick at his bottom lip, you almost whimpered submissively at him.
His eyes slowly move downwards from your face to your chest and then to your thighs, and finally to the thigh-highs. As his fingers glided over the thin material, his eyes followed up very slowly. Once the material was fully on you, he let his fingers traced over the hem before it rested on your inner thighs and his lips left a trail of kisses from your knee up to your thighs.
"Please tell me you bought this for me," he mumbled against your skin. You held back a moan when his hands began squeezing your thighs, one of his hands snuggly in between your legs, strategically placed so close to your core.
"I mean, you were one of the few main reasons I bought this particular piece," you giggled when he bit lightly at the skin of your thigh. He groaned lowly at your response before suddenly pouncing on you, hovering over your body as he melded his lips with yours.
Your hands immediately tangle themselves up in his hair, tugging on them and letting your fingernails scrape on his scalp. His lips moved with yours to express his urgency, you knew he wanted and needed you that moment.
"J-Jongho," you called out to him. He only grunted in response, lips too preoccupied nibbling your bottom one and hands roaming all over your body, enjoying the feeling of your lingerie. "Jongho," you called him again, whining.
Reluctantly, Jongho got off your lips and moved to the junction of your neck, "what?" he mumbled against your skin. Without having to look at him, you knew he had his eyes closed. Whenever you have the chance, you'd most likely dress up a little for him. Visual stimulation tends to drive Jongho a little crazy and when he does, these tend to be mind-numbingly amazing.
"I'm still on my period, Ho," you told him. When you felt his lips stopped moving on your skin, you bit your bottom lip in anticipation of what his reaction might be.
He suddenly dropped his whole body weight on you and rested his chin on your chest. He was looking at you with the best puppy eyes he could muster, "does that mean I can't fuck you?" his bottom lip jutted out adorably. You cooed at him, your hands moved to push his hair away from his face, "Unless you want a messy, bloody dick, then I'm afraid not," you pouted back at him.
Jongho groaned loudly before burying his face on your chest. "This is not fair, I really wanna fuck you and this little outfit made you look extra fuckable," you heard him grumble even though it was a bit muffled. You chuckled at how he's acting right now, "you drama queen, there are other ways to get your dick wet,"
At the proposition of having other options, Jongho lifted his head up at you, interested. "I can always suck you off," you suggested, "or jack you off," you added, "or I can use your thighs?" he asked. You tilted your head at him, "what, like humping on me?" he rolled his eyes at you, "no, like fucking myself with your thighs,"
You pondered over the idea for a bit. You may not be able to get your pussy pounded right now, but the idea of having Jongho used you like a sex toy is beyond arousing.
"Okay, how do you want to do this?" you smirked at him. Hearing your confirmation, Jongho visibly perked up. "You're not gonna regret this," he said before returning to connect his lips with yours in a heated kiss.
You moaned when you felt his hands reached up and squeeze your boobs. His fingers slipped into the cups of your bra to play with your nipples. He expertly rolled and pinch them, playing them however he likes. The added pleasure from his toying on your chest shot straight to your core. Your thighs automatically widened and grind onto Jongho's hips.
When your core made contact with him, you could feel how hard he is through his sweatpants. You moaned into his mouth at the thought of how he was probably already leaking.
Your hands move on their own, shoving into his pants to feel him, He was already erect, his cock felt heavy and hot in your hand.
As you began to stroke him slowly, Jongho grunted into your mouth. His teeth sunk into your bottom lip when your thumb pressed on his slit. Though it stung slightly, the feeling soon dissipated and turn into added pleasure.
When Jongho began grinding into your hand, you felt like you wanted to see more. So your free hand tugged on his sweatpants to conveyed what you wanted to him. Jongho leaned back slightly to see your pouty face. How he loves it when you're whiny and begging for him.
He simply chuckled but granted your request. He scooted backwards to his feet and began undressing. As he slowly peeled his shirt off, revealing his broad chest and shoulder, your legs dropped open and you immediately press two fingers to your clit, making you moan. Just before Jongho pulled his sweatpants off, he heard you moaned and smirked teasingly, "didn't know me stripping would have such an effect on you," he simply said before pulling his pants and boxers off with one single motion.
At the sight of his erection, your eyes zeroed in on it. Your eyes glazed over the pretty veins on it and you licked your lips when you see his reddened tip, his precum only making his cock look even more appealing.
Jongho chuckled at the way you're blatantly checking his dick out. "You can have this inside your pretty pussy after you're done bleeding," he joked which made you scowl at him.
Instead of getting back on top of you, he swept the shopping bags off your bed and plopped down in the middle of it. He turned his head to you and patted his lap, "hop on baby," he grinned.
You giggled at the way he addressed you but immediately move to straddle his lap. Once you were situated comfortably, you began grinding your clothed core directly on his dick whilst maintaining eye contact with him. With the intensity of everything, Jongho was looking at you with a very wild, animalistic stare.
"Let me rephrase what I said earlier," his hands shot up to your hips and he held you still, "once your period's done," he thrust his hips towards your core, sending you gasping and almost toppling over due to his strength, "I'm not," another thrust, "letting you," another thrust, "get off," another thrust, "my dick,"
At his last word, he pulled you down onto his chest and melded your mouths again, "keep your legs straight and closed, baby," he mumbled against your lips.
You did as he told and soon enough, he manoeuvred his dick with his hand to slip between your thighs. The feeling of his dick between your thighs felt different but in a good way. While you usually could feel him directly inside of you, the feeling of being so close to having him inside but not being able to really do so increased your desire to have him.
Jongho thrusted slowly at first, wanting to see how you'd react to the new position. "Tell me," you started, detaching your mouth from his to nibble at his earlobe, "did you learn this from watching porn?" you asked. He craned his neck to expose more of his skin to you, "do you study before tests?" he answered back.
You rolled your eyes at him and bit on his collarbone, "how dare you compare me to tests," you mumbled against his skin. He chuckled but ignored your comment.
He moved his legs to trap you between his strong thighs, making sure that he's snug between your legs. At the change of position, his dick is not only snugly in between your legs but was also pressing at your pussy.
As he increased the speed of his thrust, you moaned loudly when his hips rub against your clit deliciously. Jongho took pride at how loud you're being, "don't hold back, baby, no one's home other than us,"
You did, in fact, moaned louder. Especially when he started to literally use you like a sex toy. He gripped your hips and thrust himself furiously. You knew that he was only thinking about making himself cum. Not that you were complaining because he was doing everything and your job was only to lay there, looking pretty. There was even the added bonus of your pussy receiving some indirect attention.
To add to his pleasure, your hands began roaming on his chest and playing with his nipples as your mouth leave marks on his beautifully tanned skin.
Jongho groaned when you pinched both of his nipples rather harshly. "Make yourself cum for me, Jongho, make me not regret buying this piece of lingerie," you moaned into his ear. With the way your teeth tugging at any skin you could reach and your hand teasing his nipples, it didn't take long for his hips to falter, a sign that he was so close to his release.
You pushed him to the edge by clenching and unclenching your thighs as your lips found their way back to his. Whilst your tongue lashed with each other, you felt Jongho stilled and warm spurt of his cum painted the back of your thigh. To prolong his climax, you ground yourself on him which proved to be effective.
As he relaxed and tried to catch his breath, you simply lied on his body with your arms underneath your head. Your fingers traced shapes on his chest while his tugged on the fabric of your babydoll.
"I really do like this lingerie," he said, breaking the silence. You giggled and looked up to him, "of course you do, Jongho, I know your style," you said before pressing a kiss to his chin.
He suddenly reached to the bedside table to take a few tissues to clean you up from his cum. When you were cleaned up, he patted your butt with a smile on his face, "now, I'd like to see what else you bought so you're gonna do a little fashion show for me,"
You squealed in delight at his idea and immediately jump up to do what he said.
As you were pulling the garments from the bags, Jongho's eyes followed after your movements as he smirked, "and who knows, maybe that'll lead us to a second round," he joked.
You threw a random piece of clothing at him but laughed nevertheless.