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stinkywritin · 4 months

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Late Night Devil

Lee Heeseung x male reader

Short synopsis: You catch a glimpse of the mysterious figure and your life’s forever changed…

…a nice way of saying gay vampire Heeseung brain rot

Warnings: 18+ MDNI, essentially PWP, unprotected sex (wrap before you tap), top!Heeseung, bottom!male reader, oral (reader receiving), biting kink, praise kink, FILTH IM SORRY

Title from song Teeth by 5 Seconds of Summer

(a reupload a my favorite fic from my old blog)

You felt eyes on you ever since you arrived at the party.

Ever since you walked through the front doors with your mother and father, you felt as though you were being watched. No matter how many times you turned around and checked, there wasn’t anyone looking.

Not until you got to the banquet hall.

Everything was draped in luxurious red cloth, the high ceilings connected to a glass dome which allowed the guests a full view of the starry night sky. The tables adorned with the finest tablecloths and expensive tableware you felt nervous picking up for fear of breaking it, the near overwhelming amount of candlelight contrasting the darkness of the night. The dark wooden chairs complimented the equally as dark tables, the ballroom devoid of all color except for the hints of burgundy.

You continued to feel watched over even as you slid down onto one of the chairs next to your mother, your black coat draped over the back of the chair as you fiddled with the silver rings on your hand. One of the rings on your finger was etched with your family crest, handed down from your father once you became of adult age and joined your father’s oil business. Light organ notes danced in the air as the chatter amongst guests grew louder, more families arriving and filling up the tables.

“Sit up straight Y/N!” Your mother scorned you, her previous lecture of maintaining the family image still ringing in your ears. Her voice sounded strained through the tight corset, you were pretty sure her internal organs were all smushed together. A tight lipped smile stretched on her face as she looked around the banquet hall, many other families and members of higher society. Politicians, heirs to fortunes, royal family members, everyone who had more money than they knew what to do with.

Through your father’s business, your family was ranked fairly high on the social status, no where near the level of royalty but definitely a name with notoriety. You being the eldest son meant you’re the child who received the burden of continuing you family’s legacy, expected to not only further your business’s success but to also hand it down to another son. Either this or marry into an even richer family but you were never interested in any of the female suitors your father brought to you, denying any advance before retreating into your studies.

Your father suddenly beckoned you to his side across the hall, champagne glass in hand along with the most manufactured smile while speaking to other men with the same expressions. Your face was devoid of any emotion as you walked to join his side, the light tapping of your shoes on the banquet hall tile was drowned out by the band in the corner.

It’s not that you didn’t like your father, quite frankly you didn’t know enough about him in order to form a sold opinion about him. You’d seen his multimillion dollar company run so many small villages into the ground, clearing out acres of land for hopes of even drilling a single drop of oil. You heard the protests of the people in your country, pleading for companies to stop their mindless destruction of land but like all the other companies, your father didn’t listen. You had no intention of continuing the family business, hoping that maybe one of your siblings would take it over or that you could personally destroy it from the inside out. Plans to escape the damned family business flooded your mind as you stood next to your father, stone faced as he bragged to a distant colleague about whatever bullshit rich old men brag about.

It was during a conversation about coal plants that you saw him for the first time.

Your eyes mindlessly moved along the grand staircase, up along the marbled railing of the balcony, before spotting him alone with his hands folded along the railing. Eyes instantly meeting yours.

His skin was perfectly smoothed and sculpted, his appearance statuesque as he held strong eye contact with you. The darkness in his eyes matched the slant in his grin, a devious smirk was on his lips as his eyes raked you in, seemingly drawing you closer to him. The dark strands on his head complimented the dark velvet coat on his shoulders, the ruffles of his white shirt peaking forward elegantly.

“Y/N what do you think?” Your father’s voice interrupted your speechless encounter with the brunette, ripping your eyes from the beauty before you to bring you back to Earth. Dante himself wouldn’t be able to fully capture the beauty of the man you laid your eyes on, his descriptions of heaven coming second to the allure of the man who captured your attention.

“Sorry come again?” You replied haphazardly, already tuning out the conversation before you look back up to the gorgeous creature from before. Only in the mere seconds you looked away, he had vanished. Your bewildered eyes searched all over the balcony for him, refusing to believe he was a figment of your imagination.

“Sorry gentlemen please excuse me one moment” you politely moved away from the men, leaving behind a group of insulted men and your angry father. Your heart rate picked up as you began your search for the man from earlier, refusing to let him leave your life as quickly as he had entered.

Your footsteps echoed in the hallways of the palace, the tiled floor ways leading to multiple different rooms. You came across a portrait in a hallway far from the banquet hall, the frame picturing a family with an only child. A son whose eyes seemed to bore into your sole, the faces of the parents had been scratched out, the colors worn pale from age.

“Such a shame isn’t it?” A rich, melancholic voice startled you from your spot before the portrait, the handsome stranger from before suddenly appearing behind you. You hadn’t heard his footsteps, nor any other indication he was near you. “The colors were much more divine when the portrait was freshly made.”

“When was it painted?” You asked the stranger, his smile was playful as his eyes shifted from you to the painting.

His hands were folded behind his lower back as he spoke up, “I stopped counting after the third century.”

Well fuck. Even though everything about that response screamed ‘don’t come near me I’m dangerous,’ something about the way his eyes flatly observed the portrait before you pulled you in for more.

“Do you know the family?” You asked, your voice wavering as you continued to take in his appearance. The man before you seemed to have discarded his coat, the silk of his white shirt now on full display. There wasn’t a single wrinkle, every fold was pressed neatly on his body. If elegance was a person it truly would be him.

“Do you always stutter when asking questions?” His eyes quickly turned to make eye contact with you, a playful slant adorned his lips at his teasing. You couldn’t help the rush of heat to your face, hopefully he couldn’t see the blush on your face but judging by how his smile grew, it was evident he saw it.

“I guess only when I’m talking to pretty people” you shrugged, your eyes traveling away from his to study the portrait once again. The scratch marks on the faces of the parents tore through the canvas, making it obvious someone took a knife to the portrait. Although the colors were muted, you didn’t doubt that the robes and silks worn by the parents were more expensive than your father’s entire company. Then there was the little boy. He looked no more than 6 years of age, cheeks puffed and eyes full of childlike wonder, his face was the only one still remaining on the portrait.

“You can do better than juvenile pick up lines” the man scoffed, your eyes snapping back to him just in time to see him stifle a laugh. “This isn’t a school courtyard.”

You let out a chuckle, already cringing on your cheesy one liner. “I apologize for that sir but I don’t apologize for the pretty laugh it let me hear from you.” Now it was his turn to blush.

It was the chiming of the bells from the clock tower that erased the relaxed feeling between you two.

“Excuse me sir L/N but I’m afraid that’s my queue to leave.” As he started to turn on his heal away from you, a tight feeling within you snapped and you reached out to grab his wrist. Immediately you felt his ice cold skin on your hand, his face contorted in shock as he looked back to you. “What are you-“

“How did you know my last name?” You interrupt him, his furrowed brows softening on his face.

“Seeing as how I made the guest list I’m well acquainted with your family Y/N” his cheeky grin was back, his wrist still in your grasp. You relaxed your hold to let him escape but instead he took another step closer towards you.

“You’re part of the Lee family?” You questioned, even if you already knew the answer. The Lee family was one of the wealthiest royal families in the country, owning a luxurious castle away from all the surrounding villages. Your father said they were weird and antisocial but seeing as how they donated to many charities and political campaigns in the villages, they were immensely powerful. No one from the Lee family held any political or government position in centuries but that didn’t mean they weren’t pulling the strings from afar.

“And you still don’t seem to know my name?” His spunky grin broke you from your deep thoughts. You were face to face with a member of one of the most powerful families in the country, your father’s complaints of their wealth ringing in your ears.

“I’m sorry,” you apologized. “I just didn’t think I’d ever meet someone from your family.” You honestly stated, barely noticing just how close he was to you. Your noses were mere inches apart, a strong enough breeze would’ve been able to bring you two together

“Heeseung.” His voice was slightly above a whisper before he continued, “my name is Lee Heeseung.”

Before your brain could talk you out of it, you took his hand in yours before bringing the back of his palm up to your mouth. You have a slight bow as you pressed a feather like kiss to his ice cold skin, you knew he still had that damn smirk on his face even if your eyes were closed. “It’s an honor to meet you Heeseung, I’m F/N L/N of the L/N family.”

“I’m aware” he snatched his hand back, although the grin was still plastered on his face. “This is my home after all.”

Before turning around to leave, he added “Meet me back here at midnight.” It wasn’t a question, more of an order, but you wouldn’t have refused either way.

“I’ll be waiting.” You gave one more curt bow, at which he scoffed and walked away from you. You noticed he wasn’t walking back in the direction of the banquet hall, in fact he was going in the opposite direction.

You turned back towards the portrait before you and as you looked at the boy in the painting again you felt a heavy weight in the pit of your chest. You could suddenly recognize the boy being Heeseung, a smiling young Heeseung. And suddenly the remark of the painting being more than three centuries old made that weight in your chest even heavier.

——

True to your word you returned to your unofficial meeting spot.

It was a pain in the ass trying to shake off your parent’s prying eyes and overwhelming amount of questions. You hid the fact that you had met — and flirted — with Lee Heeseung from both of your parents, you knew they would demand that you introduced them to him so you made up a lie about getting lost trying to find a bathroom. Seeing your parents fake smiles and having to endure a terrible sales pitch from your father was a special kind of hell that you didn’t want Heeseung to experience. Thankfully they believed your lie and didn’t press any further, leaving you alone for the rest of the evening.

It was a little before midnight, right when you were about to leave to see Heeseung again, that you spoke to your mother. You told her you would stay behind for a little while longer and that they should leave without you, that you’d call a cab later and meet them back at the house. She seemed hesitant to leave you, wanting to know why you would be staying behind but in the end she hesitantly left with your father.

“Just promise you’ll be back in the morning?” She pleaded, cradling your face in the palms of her hands. “Or at least call me in the morning to let me know you’re still alive?”

“Yes mother don’t worry I’ll let you know everything” you offered her a wide grin as she pulled back, the clicks of her heels hitting the tiled floor growing quieter. Once she had gotten in the car with your father, you turned and quickly walked back to the hallway from earlier that evening.

—-

The corridors were empty, only the sound of your hurried footsteps could be heard echoing off the walls. The painting was still just as magnificent as it was earlier in the evening, except as you footsteps took you close to it, you could feel that familiar weight in your chest again. The breaths picked up as you eyed the portrait again, this time feeling as though it was pulling you in.

“You came back” the same honey voice startled you, Heeseung suddenly appearing next to you. He grinned at your attempts to catch your breath, your eyes still wide from the scare he gave you.

“Of course” you huffed out, composing yourself by straightening your back to look him in the eye. “I had some questions.”

Heeseung quirked his head to the side while his eyebrows furrowed in confusion, the smile still plastered in his face. “Questions?” He paused, you gave a shaky nod in reply. “Alright well, ask away.”

“Is that you?” You pointed to the little boy in the portrait, his goddamn grin was making it ten times harder for you to focus on trying to make sense of him.

“Yes that’s me.” Heeseung flatly responded, his eyes traveling to look at the portrait. “I think that was my sixth birthday if I can recall correctly.”

“And you said this was made over three centuries ago correct?” Your voice was wavering, your whole body feeling heavy with anxiety and dread. “How old are you?”

“Y/N don’t you know it’s considered rude to ask someone their age when you first meet?” Heeseung’s met with yours again, seemingly able to bore holes into your brain. As if he could sense the panic coursing through your veins, he sighed before answering “I can’t remember how old I am or how many years are passing by, they all seem to blur together and over time I found it’s easier to not count my age anymore.”

Heeseung’s entire demeanor changed; he was no longer carrying himself with a high level of confidence, instead of the usual cockiness there was a melancholic tone to his voice as he longingly stared at the portrait.

He continued, “I was normal just like you, just human. Until at age 20 I was turned into this by my lover. He turned me into this so that we could be together for all of eternity but shortly after I turned he was killed by some hunters from a village up north. I was 20, a freshly turned vampire and completely estranged by my family for choosing a male lover.” He clutched something in his hand, turning it over before he took a seat on the tiled floor. His back was pressed against the dark walls as he beckoned you to sit next to him.

Once you were sat next to him, your hands making contact with the cold tiles of the floor as your back rested against the wall, you could see a small locket in his hands. The metal was scuffed and old, showing signs of years of use.

“This family,” Heeseung continued. “It’s made up of vampires from all over the country who are just like me. No family to turn to, no friends and partners to depend on, nothing. The Lee family took me in, no questions asked and I’ve been here since. And while the banquets and parties have been quite distracting, I still haven’t been able to find anyone to grow closer to, not since I died and became this.”

A fresh tear had escaped from Heeseung’s eye, it traveled down his cheek until hitting the floor, the man not bothering to wipe it away.

“I’m sorry Heeseung” you shakily whispered, hoping your voice was loud enough to be heard by the vampire next to you. The weight you had felt in your chest earlier — the intense panic over what creature Heeseung was and whether or not he was dangerous — had started dissipating at his words. Not entirely however, and it seemed Heeseung could still sense the remaining anxieties.

“Don’t apologize I haven’t even answered your question yet,” Heeseung wiped the remains of his tears off of his cheek while letting out a small — forced — chuckle. You were forced to go to banquets and business meetings and a bunch of other gatherings of snobby rich people, you were used to fake smiles and even faker laughs; however Heeseung’s was the most heartbreaking of all.

“As for age all I can say for sure is that I’ve been a vampire for a little over 400 years,” Heesung’s fingers messed with the locket in his hand as he spoke. “Anything else you’d like to ask Mr. L/N”

Heeseung had cocked his head to look at you, his eyes instantly letting yours. Sitting beside you was a supposed ‘creature of the undead’, something that up until recently you believed to be fake and the material for fiction. And yet the way Heeseung’s smile seemed to fill your being with bliss was anything but fiction, the way he had drawn you in even if you had only met that evening was a beautiful reality.

But that doesn’t mean you don’t still have questions.

“If you say you ran away to join this family how did you get that painting?” The teasing in your tone evoked a surprised laugh from Heeseung, the atmosphere surrounding you two had lightened, no longer full of worry.

“I’ve been alive longer than your great grandparents don’t question how I get stuff brat” Heeseung playfully pinched your shoulder, sending you two into a lighthearted scuffle that ended with Heeseung’s thighs straddling your lower torso.

“Ok I yield!” You huffed out between fits of laughter. As your chest rose and fell from your attempts to catch your breath, you could suddenly feel how close Heesung was. His hands held your wrists to the floor, his upper body draped over yours. “Okay one last question.”

“Ugh enough with the questions!” Heeseung chuckled out. After seeing the pleading look in your eyes he nodded his head, telling you it was okay to ask what was on your mind.

“Why did you ask me to come back here at midnight?” You asked, the underlying tone of your question being ‘are you going to kill me because I would please like to know in advance’.

“Is my interest in you not obvious enough?” Heeseung softly replied, grin widening when he sees the blush rise to your face. The hands that were on your wrists were now interlocking with yours, his hands delicately squeezing yours as he rested his forehead atop yours. “And here I was thinking you were also interested.”

“I am!” You helped out, causing a fit of giggles to erupt from Heeseung at your eagerness.

Heeseung’s hands were still interlocked with yours as he calmed down, his face still so close to yours. The way his eyes were sparkling with joy made the weight dissipate completely. Heeseung’s faced leaned impossibly closer to yours, his lips mere centimeters away from yours. “You’re so gorgeous the second I saw you I knew I had to talk to you. I knew I would miss the rest of the banquet because I had some business to take care of with another town’s mayor. Corrupt politicians and what not, such a pain to clean blood stains on carpets by the way.” Heeseung rolled his eyes at his comment, you could feel your heart rate pick up at the way his eyes flicked between your eyes and your lips.

“But I knew I had to see you again which is why I asked you to meet me here.” You felt your dick twitch at his words, the smirk playing on his lips was evidence he felt it too.

He started to slowly — so achingly slowly — roll his hips over your bulge. “The entire job I pleaded with the universe to let me see you again, all I could think about was how gorgeous you are Y/N.”

“Heeseung” you panted out, the fabric around your cock getting tighter. “Please kiss me.”

“Absolutely my love” Heeseung’s lips slotted perfectly with yours, your body heat felt as though it rose an extra 30 degrees. The way his lips fit with yours felt like an explosion of pure bliss, immediately opening your mouth to let his tongue in. The way Heeseung kissed you as if he was planning on devouring you made your head spin.

It could’ve been 30 seconds or 3 years but the kiss felt of pure heaven. No amount of time would ever be enough to fully satisfy the need you felt for each other, you thought this as Heeseung’s hip rolls began getting faster. After a particularly loud moan escaped your lips, Heeseung murmured into your ear, “Let me take you to bed my beauty.”

You eagerly nodded as he lifted you both up on your feet, leading you to his bedroom door while having his hand interlaced with yours. You two couldn’t help the giggles or the chaste kisses while you ran to his room.

—-

“Lie on your back for me sweetheart” Heeseung’s voice has seemed to drop a few octaves, sounding huskier as he pushed you back onto his silk sheets and started undoing the buttons on his shirt.

You quickly undid the laces of your boots, chucking them across the room before fumbling with the buttons on your shirt. You huffed in annoyance as you had difficulty getting your shirt off, Heeseung — who was now shirtless — took notice of your frustration and let out a low chuckle. His hands clasped yours as he placed them on you, slowly moving your hands down onto the bed before eagerly grabbing the collar of your blouse and tearing the fabric open. You gasped at the sound of the fabric ripping but quickly began to let out a deep groan as Heeseung began placing soft kisses down your chest. His lips were ice cold, making goosebumps rise all over your body from the drastic shift in temperature.

“There’s no time for slowly unbuttoning clothing” Heesung whispered into the skin on your sternum. His eyes switched back up to meet yours, the look of pure lust painting his eyes, “I want you now.”

“Then take me.” You gasped as Heeseung pushed your upper body down onto his bed, grabbing your hips and quickly pulling down your trousers and underwear, leaving you bare under him. You wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling him close to you to bring him into another heated kiss. You felt the fabric of his pants on your cock as he began to grind his clothed bulge onto yours. The friction causing you to bite at his lower lip, your fingernails scratching onto the skin on his shoulders. One of his hands moved to graze over your bulge, the cold skin causing a shiver to run up your spine.

Heeseung continued to kiss and bite at the skin on your jawline as he wrapped a hand around your cock, giving it a harsh but arousing tug. “Knew you would sound heavenly darling” Heeseung said into your ear, the strokes of his hand becoming more even. “Knew it the second I laid my eyes on you.”

“Heeseung-“ you were cut off by your own whine as Heesung sharply removed his hand to slap your thigh.

“That’s hyung to you brat” Heeseung gave your thigh another harsh smack before bringing two fingers up to your lips. The pads of his icy fingertips grazing along your lower lip so slightly you could barely feel it. “Now open up.”

You opened your mouth to let his fingers dance along your tongue, wrapping your lips around his fingers and sighing. Heeseung’s eyes were fixated on the sight of you sucking on his fingers, his cock growing harder. He pulled his fingers out from your mouth before sliding them over your tight hole, inserting one finger in as you gasped in surprise. His fingers were still so, so cold, causing you to shiver again.

He slowly worked his finger in and out of your hole, teasing his second one before pushing them both in and stretching you open. As his fingers worked to stretch you open, Heeseung licked a stripe from your thigh to the base of your cock. You let out a loud yelp as he licked up the length of your cock, your hands flying to yank at the dark locks on his head. “Oh hyung that feels so good” you moaned out, your eyes squeezing shut from the overwhelming waves of pleasure that were washing over your body.

His fingers quickened their pace as Heeseung’s dark eyes looked up at you, he whispered with the head of your cock pressed against his bottom lip, “cum in my mouth gorgeous.” Heeseung’s mouth took you in, warmth engulfing your entire body as you cried out in pleasure. You could feel the pleasure overcoming you, making your brain foggy as all your senses were being overwhelmed.

All of a sudden the coil in you snapped, you came down his throat as he eagerly swallowed every drop you let out. Even as you came down from the intense feeling, his fingers were still working you open — albeit at a slower pace. When his fingers grazed your prostate you shivered while your thighs began to shake, throwing Heeseung a confused gaze.

“You didn’t think we were done did you?” His smirk causing your thoughts to muddle, he abruptly removed his fingers before smacking your thigh again. “Sit up now darling I haven’t gotten my fix yet.”

He laid back against the dark wood of his bedpost, a pillow separating his lower back from the wood. He removed his pants and underwear before turning to you and patting his thigh, beckoning you over. You let out a small chuckle, your post orgasm brain somehow finding the cheesiness of it all a little amusing.

Heeseung tilted his head in confusion as you crawled over, placing his hands on your hips before saying, “why are you laughing, darling?” He pulled you down to sit on his lower torso, his cock nestled between your cheeks which caused the blush on your face to deepen in slight embarrassment.

“You’re so cute” you placed an innocent peck on his lips, Heeseung gave you what felt like a hundred more as a response. He held you close as the grin on his face grew larger, both of your giggles breaking the kisses. As you both calmed down from your giggling fit, the eye contact you held began intensifying. Heeseung’s eyes seemed to hold all the stars in the night sky with the way they sparkled up at you, the light blush on his face deepening as you held him close.

His hand ran through the hair on the nape of your neck, his wide eyes and large grin seemed to distract you from the fact that you were both completely bare. His finger started to drag from the bottom of your ear down the slope of your neck before whispering, “Can I bite you darling?”

You could feel your soft length grow interested at his question, your eyes widened as they filled with curiosity. “You want to turn me?” Your question made the vampire look up at you, an unreadable look in his eyes.

“I don’t have to turn you.” Heeseung started, his cold hands tightening their grip on your skin. “I can feed from you and as long as I don’t take too much you’ll still be alive and, well, human.”

When the word ‘feeding’ fell from the man’s lips, you suddenly remembered the man — the vampire — below you could very easily kill you in two ways; by either draining all the blood from your body or turning you into an undead creature for the rest of eternity.

“I’ve been alive a long time Y/N” Heeseung’s voice bringing you back to the present. He continued, “I can control my appetite, I will not take more than you can handle and I will stop if you tell me to. You have my word darling.”

Instead of giving him a verbal response, you tilt your head to the side to give him full access to your neck and collarbones and nodded. Heeseung’s hands roughly pulled your hips up, aligning his length with your entrance before pulling you back down to sit on his lap. Your body shivered at the overwhelming pleasure coursing through your veins, the head of Heeseung’s cock was pressing against your g spot, leaving you full.

As you tried moving your hips, Heeseung would stop your movements to slam you back down onto his lap. His hands moved from your hips further down to hold your ass, his tongue licking over a spot on the crook of your neck. Your neglected length had been interested even after already orgasming once, however all pleasure before this failed in comparison to the feeling of Heeseung’s fangs piercing into your skin. His hips moved achingly slowly as he sunk his teeth into your neck, your grip on him tightening. Even if you had only met Heeseung that night you already knew he had ruined sex with anyone else in the future, it would be only him for the rest of your existence.

Heeseung’s hips kept a slow pace, his soft groan was muffled while he fed from your neck. The intense pleasure coming from Heeseung’s movements juxtaposed the sharp pain on your neck, your post orgasm brain becoming even muddier. You felt Heeseung remove his fangs from your neck, placing kisses on the marks left behind while his hips picked up a faster pace. The sounds of your bodies moving together echoed throughout the room, your pants being interrupted by Heeseung’s voice in your ear giving you encouragements.

“There you go, that’s my good boy.”

“Knew I had to have you the second I laid my eyes on you.”

“Darling you tasted so good, did so well for me.”

“Be as loud as you can for me Y/N, don’t hold back.”

The familiar sensation from earlier came back, this time magnified by ten. You could feel your muscles tightening as you reached your climax, your grip on Heeseung’s shoulders becoming more tense.

“Hyung I’m close,” you whined out. His thrusts were precise and fast, aiming and nailing your g spot head on every time.

“How cute,” Heeseung’s low voice went straight to your hard cock, his hand wrapping around your length and stroking in tandem with his hips. He continued, “My good boy wants to cum for me a second time. Make a mess for me sweet boy, I’m right there with you.”

You reached a moment of euphoria, your entire body tightening up before you came all over Heeseung’s hand. You felt Heeseung reach his high because his thrusts stilled, his grip on your body tightened before he went slack. Your body slumped into his as you now began trying to catch your breath. You heard Heeseung let out a giggle as he held up your tired body.

“Nope you’re not getting off that easy.” Heeseung quickly flipped you onto your back below him, the speed shaking you awake. His body was bent over yours, he brought one of his hands up to your mouth and put his palm to your lips. It was the palm that was covered in your release, “lick it off baby, you’re helping me clean up.”

You quickly licked your release off his hand, holding eye contact with him the entire time so you could see his proud smirk. His lips graced yours once you finished, your entire body slugging back into the sheets below you. “I’ll be right back baby.”

Your eyelids felt heavy while you watched him get off his bed, making his way across the room while nude which gave you a shameless view of his body.

He returned momentarily with some bandaids, along with a glass of water. “Sit up for me darling,” he said as he sat down next to you, putting the glass of water into your hands once you were up right. You lazily drank from the cup as Heeseung applied the bandaids to the wounds on your neck. “It’s not too bad but better safe than sorry.”

It seemed the vampire’s entire demeanor had changed, his touches soft on your skin as he took your now empty cup and placed it elsewhere. He laid back next to you, pulling the covers over your bodies before pulling you closer to him. “How do you have so much energy?” You grumbled, looking up at the vampire to see his bright smile.

“I don’t get tired,” Heeseung’s hand carded through your hair and scratched your scalp as he started talking, making it very difficult to stay awake. He continued, “It’s that vampire stamina, I don’t need sleep or rest. I don’t eat food either, well besides blood but it doesn’t have to be human. I physically can sleep, I just don’t need it to function so it’s basically just a nap.”

“Does that mean you can go another round?” Your hand had been lazily tracing patterns onto the vampire’s cold skin, slowly moving down his torso. Your body was still sluggish from your two orgasms but seeing the devious glint in Heeseung’s eyes was lighting a flame to your body.

“I don’t think you can keep up with me baby” Heeseung roughly pulled the (H/C) strands on the back of your head, pulling you up to make direct eye contact with him. “But if you insist.”

His teeth grazed your bottom lip, the feeling of his fangs eliciting a high pitched whine from the back of your throat; you might’ve bitten off more than you could chew.

Authors Note: Hey it’s V sorry about deleting my old blog but I’ll bring back a majority of my old fics. If you enjoyed, thank you very much !!! These are v fun to make and help me take my mind off real life stuff lmao. That’s it for now, brb folks -V

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moriwood · 7 months

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One More Shot — l.hs

lee heeseung x male reader angst (heavy?) 1k words

Your best friend Heeseung bursts into your apartment with soju after breaking up with his nth girlfriend of the year. A few bottles later and the true meaning of your relationship with him is put into question.

includes: drinking and crying, bros being homos(?), cringy dramatic lines warning: toxic relationships, blood and violence? (very very minor, like 2 sentences max)

“Get in,” you sigh, beckoning your best friend Heeseung into your apartment. In his hands were heavy plastic bags, one full of liquor and the other snacks. He trudges past you, dropping himself and his items on your couch before staring at you wistfully.

“She broke up with me,” he hesitates, “said I had someone else in my mind or something, whatever excuse that was.”

You lean against the doorframe. “Well, do you?”

Heeseung scrunches his face in disgust. “No, dude. I suck at relationships but I don’t cheat.”

You take the bags from him and set the bottles of Yakult and soju on your coffee table. “The Yakult’s for you, wimp,” Heeseung weakly smiles.

“What’s up then?” you mumble, opening two bottles of soju. Heeseung immediately grabs a bottle and chugs it down.

“That bad?” you ask. “Three weeks of that girl got you that bad?”

Heeseung laughs.

“Exactly, dude! Three weeks, fucking three weeks. I can’t make these relationships last.”

You wish you knew. Heeseung has practically thrown himself to any woman who showed him interest for the past year, and a delusional version of you would love to link this phenomenon to something that you said a year ago.

It’s not like Heeseung is a bad guy, he really isn’t. He’s a romanticist, he likes bouquets of flowers, the arm around the shoulder, the subtle kisses to the nape… A part of you wishes you could’ve been one of the dozen women instead, but you knew where your place was.

“I don’t know what to tell you, Heeseung,” you chuckle, “it’s not like I’ve dated anyone yet.”

You grab yourself a bottle of soju, taking a glance at the pack of Yakult to the side. Maybe not tonight. You could drink soju by itself anyway, you think.

“No Yakult? ‘Lil bro trying to man up?”

You shrug. Heeseung stares at you oddly before grabbing another bottle to drink. The two of you sit in silence, trading snacks in between sips of soju. You’ve always been satisfied with this ritual of yours with him, just the warmth between the two of you equating to a hundred unspoken sentences. Yet, this one feels different. The television’s off, no video games are being played, and there is an invisible wall dividing you from leaning on him. Heeseung is on edge, distant, as if holding back.

As you both drink the silence away, you slowly slip into a different space of inebriation.

“Sometimes, I wonder,” Heeseung seems to think over the next words in his mind, “why you’re still friends with me.”

So that’s what he really wanted to talk about.

“I don’t know,” you answered truthfully. You really don’t know.

“All these women come and go but you’re still here.”

“They were girlfriends. I’m your best friend,” you reason, hoping that it’s enough to cut the conversation off without delving into something else.

“But you liked me, didn’t you?”

Maybe Heeseung is actually not that good of a person. Perhaps, you’ve just gotten used to him, standing right there beside him, a fallback for when things go awry. A convenience store receipt crumples beneath your feet, reminding you that you sent him money for your drinks and snacks tonight.

“We don’t have to talk about that anymore, Heeseung,” you warn him, “it was a year ago.”

“It still hasn’t changed though, right?”

You open another bottle of soju for yourself but Heeseung only snatches it away. He chugs it all down again, before standing and clasping his clammy hands on your shoulders. He was pinning you down to your couch.

“Answer me.”

You close your eyes and breathe deeply. “What do you want me to say, Heeseung?”

“You know, she always felt off whenever you were with me. You hovered around us, clinging onto me like some fucking lost kid. God, I swear you��ve made this year so miserable for me.”

You’re trembling. Your room starts to stink of liquor as Heeseung continues to breathe down on you.

“Are you trying to blame me for you being a shitty boyfriend?” you whisper as you stare directly into his rage-filled eyes. Then you shove his hands away, standing up to meet his height.

“You shouldn't have said anything. You should’ve just kept it all to yourself. Now, my mind's all messed up. I don't know how to approach you, I don't know how to approach all of this bullshit!”

“I told you I'd understand if you wanted to end the friendship, Heeseung! I’m not the one who crawled back here weeks later pretending nothing happened,” you exasperate, accidentally knocking a bottle off the floor with your foot, causing it to shatter and spill over your wooden floor.

Heeseung attempts to pull you away from the shards but you push his hand away. He insists, shoving you to a dry side of your couch. He pins you again but now he rests his head on your shoulder.

“Fuck, it’s all coming out wrong,” Heeseung says under his breath, speech slightly slurred with drunkenness. The sleeve of your shirt gets wet as Heeseung begins to sob.

“I should’ve given you the chance,” he finally says. “I shouldn’t have rejected you back then.”

Your hands find their way to Heeseung’s back, attempting to soothe him as he slowly embraces you tightly.

“I’m so sorry,” he repeats between hiccups. “It was so hard for me to admit it but I think I like you too.”

The thought has been prodding at the back of your head since that moment from a year ago, that there must be a reason why Heeseung chose to remain friends with you despite your confession. There must be a reason why there became a palpable tension between the two of you each time you met since then. You’re giddy with the feeling of your repressed feelings finally being reciprocated, and the liquor in your system only rouses you further.

“I’m not too late, am I?”

You feel pain spike up your leg, noticing a slit on your foot bleeding, mixing with the spilled soju. Let the brain run later as the heart decides to beat what it wants.

“No, you’re not, Heeseung, you’re not. You’re right on time.”

author's note: this is my first fic! very new to this platform (in terms of posting) so please be gentle if it sucks jk. feels like i could flesh this out more ngl aioksaozkasd i decided to start posting cuz of my friend hehet~ now somebody please tell me what to do next 💀 (sorry for rambling)

— moriwood.

#enhypen x male reader #kpop x male reader #kpop x reader #kpop fanfic #kpop fanfiction #lee heesung x reader #lee heeseung x male reader #angst #heavy angst #flash fiction #mori fics

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orecana · 7 months

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To reach you

Lee heeseung x male reader

hello everyone! this is a new fic and i hope you enjoy it. Thanks to everyone who read and like my fic.

this fic and title is inspired by (To reach you from memory fabricators from produce 48)

WARNING: THE FOLLOWING FIC CONTAINS

DEPRESSION

ANGST

MENTIONS OF DEATH

PHYSICAL AND VERBAL ABUSE

ATTEMPTED ARRANGED MARRIAGE

If any of the following triggers you in anyways, please click off the fic. thank you for your understanding. now let's get into the fic

"YOU ARE SUCH A FAILURE!"

a resounding slap was heard through out the house as a man slap a young boy extremely hard making him fall down. The woman gasps and tries to help the young boy but the man punches her in the face so hard it knocks her out. a sickening crack was heard as the woman drops onto the floor with blood everywhere on her face. drops of blood fell from the man's hands as he approaches the boy and grabs him by the collar.

"I'LL END YOU AND THAT WOMAN TONIGHT!"

He raises his fist and hits the boy.

*Gasps*

a boy woke up from his nightmare. His eyes were red and puffy with eyebags surrounding it. his skin was pale as snow as he gets off the bed. he reaches for the remote on the table besides his bed and turns on the tv.

"1 2 CONNECT! hello, we are enhypen!"

The young adult smiles as he watches his favorite idols do hilarious things and participates in fun games. Unintentionally, he reaches for the dark blood album that he bought months ago. He opens it and picks up a photocard. Even though it brings him great pain from remembering it but he still loves him even after all these years being far apart.

Lee heeseung

he shed tears again just by seeing his photocard. He cries bitterly as he reaches for the book sitting near his bed. It was a diary.

He opens it to see all those moments from when they were young and naive. when they became best friends. when they promised to always remember each other when heeseung moved away.

especially, when he fell for lee heeseung.

"Today, we have a special event for our fans! we are actually very curious about our fans. So you guys can submit random videos of something that you are good at doing and we'll do a live tomorrow to see most of it."

jungwon stops mid second before putting on a poker face.

"but please, don't put anything that is not appropriate. we will not hesitate to ban you."

He then changed back to his usual happy self.

"Goodbye, engenes!"

All of the enhypen members says goodbye before tuning off.

y/n sits there with a thought on his mind. He wants to do it but at the same time he doesn't want to because he's not sure if heeseung will remember him. After a while, He stands up and takes a shower. after changing out of his pajamas, He sits on his desk and opens a code locked drawer. in it was a paper filled with lyrics.

This is the only chance y/n can talk with heeseung even if it's only through video. If this doesn't work, then lee heeseung will no longer be in his life.

"i hope it reaches you heeseungie."

heeseung wanted to sleep but i can't. I'm really anxious for tomorrow. Will he submit a video or not? will he try to communicate with him or not?

Even though they have been separated all these years, heeseung still remembers y/n. There was never a time when he forgets his childhood friend or his case, crush.

he couldn't help but fall for the boy at that time and even begins to make advances. However, his mother was not happy with this development even going as far as to arrange his future marriage with some random girl that heeseung was sure he wanted to send to the depths of hell.

Luckily, His father was more supportive and gradually convinces his mother to drop it. She reluctantly agrees but only on the condition that y/n won't break his heart.

Heeseung was extremely happy about this. but the dreaded news come that their mother had an offer overseas. They couldn't let heeseung's mother go alone so the entire family had to go. He wanted to say goodbye but they were in a rush so he couldn't even call or text the other boy.

Heeseung felt a tear roll down his cheek as he shook out of his mind. he wipes it before trying again to fall asleep.

Unexpectedly, he felt someone caresses his back. he looks back to see jungwon who gives him a look of sadness and worry.

"are you thinking of him again, hyung?

He looks down. He wanted to deny it but nothing escapes jungwon's keen eye.

"yes."

"don't worry, if he's really your irreplaceable friend, he will come and support you. i'm sure he's looking for a way to talk to you as well."

Heeseung felt better after jungwon calmed him down.

"thanks, jungwonie."

"It's nothing hyung, what are friends for?"

Jungwon goes out of the room into his own room as heeseung is finally able to fall asleep with only one thought in mind.

to see y/n again.

"1 2 CONNECT! hello we are enhypen!"

"just as we have promised yesterday, we will now look at our engenes videos and get closer to you guys." jungwon says

"We won't be watching every clip so if your video isn't included in the live then we apologize in advance." jay reminds engenes

"without further ado, let's get into the videos. the first one is from (name)." jake says

*timeskip*

"some of these clips are pretty funny but some of our engenes are really talented." sunghoon states.

"oooh, this one is very interesting. It's a song cover of to reach you. There's also a message. it says (will you come for me, prince ethan?" sunoo announces.

Hearing that make heeseung freeze. His body was moving on its own and goes in front to make sure that the message was real.

There it was, the message really was attached to the video.

'did you really come y/n?'

"c-can you play it sunoo?"

sunoo nods and plays the video. (credits to original owner)

youtube

cheoreoptteon uri eorin nare yaksok (The promise we made when we were young) geu mari saenggagi na (I’m thinking of those words) jjalbatteon manyang haengbokhaetteon gieok (Short but happy memory) yunanhi geuriun nal Oh~ Yeah (I’m missing you today)

sarangiran geureon heunhan mari (A common word like ‘love’) uriegen jogeum teukbyeolhaetji (Was special to us) seotulgo eosaekhaedo baraman bwado (Even if you are clumsy and awkward,) Oh~ Baby

heeojimdo ashwiumdo (Saying goodbye, and regrets) geugeonmajeodo geuriweo (I miss everything)

It really is y/n. even after all these years, heeseung can never forget that sweet voice of his childhood crush.

Hearing these words made heeseung thinks of the time when they were still young (no pun intended) of those times when they were still friends who would play hide and seek and venture recklessly into the unknown. The promise.....

"Heeseungie, when we grow up i want you to be my prince!"

"what? but you're not a princess though y/n"

"So? I love you and you love me right? you don't need a princess when you have me right?"

past heeseung smile. "okay, i promise to be your prince y/n."

"Heeseungie..... where are you? i'm here...... why did you leave me?"

past y/n cries when he heard that heeseung moved from there.

jeonhaji mothaetteon geu mal neoege dakireul (The words I couldn’t say, I hope they reach you) seoroga aetatteon geu mam ijeneun dakireul (I hope our feelings reach each other) birok meolli itjiman han (Even though we’re far away) georeum deo dakireul (I hope we can get one step closer) neol weonhago weonhaetteon nae mam (I wanted and wanted you) neoege dakireul (I hope my feelings reach you)

suturutu suturutu suturutu neoege dakireul (To reach you) suturutu suturutu suturutu

eottae neon? neodo geureon saenggak hani (What about you? do you feel the same?) uri cheoeum mannatteon nal (The day we first met) gakkeum nan neoreul kkumsogeseo manna (Sometimes I meet you in my dreams) ajikdo itji mothae (I still think about you) Oh~ Yeah

Heeseung unconsciously slips tears while listening to y/n's voice covering this song making the fans go crazy in the comments, asking why heeseung is crying. some of the members also notices and niki gives him a slight nudge but heeseung didn't budge. He was too busy thinking of their times apart. It's crazy how this song truly expresses how they felt right now.

ibyeoriran geureon heunhan mari (A common word like ‘goodbye’) yunanhido naegen jidokhaetji (Was so painful for me) jinagan shigan soge neol mannagireul (After all this time I still want to meet you again) Oh~ Baby

dashi mannal seolleimdo (The anticipation of seeing you again) geugeonmajeodo geuriweo (I miss everything)

Heeseung also remembers when he was on the plane with his parents to another country. He couldn't say goodbye to his y/n, he cried during that plane ride because he thought he broke their promise and left without saying goodbye.

meollimeolli jogeum orae shigani geollyeodo (Too far, too long even if it takes some time) cheoeum bwatteon geuttae geu nalcheoreom (Like the day I first met you)

gieoknani? seotulgiman haetteon neowa na (Do you remember? you and me, we were so awkward) maemdolgiman haetteon urideure jinannaldeul (We only circled around each other all this time)

Heeseung looks at the other members who were also entranced by y/n's vocals, some were even holding back their tears. He chuckled a bit at this part. Their first meet was something else. They met when y/n somehow got his head stuck in one of the kid slides. Heeseung had to pull him out and they went tumbling all over the playground. after that y/n avoided heeseung because he was embarassed but they soon became best friends after heeseung offered to play with him.

eonjena yeogi seo isseul geoya geurae (I’ll always be here, that’s right) Oh~ Yeah! geu nalcheoreom (Just like that day)

(Woo)

jeonhaji mothaetteon geu mal neoege dakireul (The words I couldn’t say, I hope they reach you) seoroga aetatteon geu mam ijeneun dakireul (I hope our feelings reach each other)

aetatteon geu mam (hope our feelings) birok meolli itjiman han (Even though we’re far away) georeum deo dakireul (I hope we can get one step closer) neol weonhago weonhaetteon nae mam (I wanted and wanted you) neoege dakireul (I hope my feelings reach you)

suturutu suturutu suturutu neoege dakireul (to reach you) suturutu suturutu suturutu nae mami dakireul (I hope my heart reaches you)

even though the song has already ended, the members were stuck for a bit, entranced by the song. Jungwon was the first to snap out of it and announces that this will be the last one they will watch today.

" it has been a fun day and we have seen what engenes can do" jungwon giggles

"We're gonna end the live now, goodbye Engenes!"

jungwon turns off the live and looks at his eldest hyung.

"you can go and rest hyung."

heeseung looks at jungwon and smiles, grateful at his leader.

"thanks wonie, i'll go get some fresh air."

heeseung exits that room and wanders around. He gets out of the dorm for a sec and takes a deep breath.

"Boo~"

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

"Heeseungie. if you shout that loud you're gonna make my ears bleed."

That voice.... Heeseung couldn't believe it but he look at his left to see the person that has been the cause of his problems right now.

"y-y/n?"

"your mom contacted me after she saw the song, said that she's getting sick and tired of seeing her son mope around."

y/n giggle showing his ever beautiful smile that heeseung cherished so much. Heeseung walks toward y/n and cups his cheeks with both of his hands. y/n looks up meeting heeseung eyes as they stared at each other admiring the others visuals. They lean in closer, their mouths centimeters apart and they can feel their breaths against each other.

"Can i kiss you my dear y/n?"

"Of course my prince."

They kissed as a bright flash flickers from behind heeseung but they couldn't care less not when they have each other in their arms.

heeseung pulls back and smiles at y/n who only return a smile.

"i'm sorry i couldn't say goodbye, but now i can fulfill our promise."

Y/n giggles as heeseung pecks his lips before turning around.

"i'm heading back in the dorm, I'll see you when i have a free schedule my dear."

"I will wait for you then, my prince. I love you."

y/n walks home after his lovely time with heeseung as he blushes and squeals like a high schooler in love.

'I'm glad i covered that song. Now our hearts are connected with each other.

unknowingly, heeseung mutters the same words.

"My feelings have finally reached you my dear/prince."

#Youtube #lee heeseung x male reader #enhypen x male reader #enhypen fluff #enhypen #lee heeseung #park sunghoon #yang jungwon #kim sunoo #nishimura riki #park jongseong #sim jaeyun #kpop male idol x male reader #male idol x male reader

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sutang-hoon · 2 years

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Same Anon here! And sure! It doesn’t have to be an idol reader if you feel like it’ll be bothersome, he could even be an employee at a rivalry company or something like that!

But if you keep with the idol route, the plot could be like they’re both at a music show / award show, and both of their groups are aiming to win Boy Group of the Year 👀 And when one of them wins, that would obviously cause the other to get super jealous and angry but those feelings would only be turned into sexual tension when the reader and heeseung see eachother backstage~~ LOL

rivals (with benefits) — lee heeseung x male!reader (m.)

PAIRING: lee heeseung x male!reader (he/him)

SUMMARY: it's awards season. the competition is high, and many boy groups were nominated for boy group of the year. and one of the groups were none other than enhypen. that's where lee heeseung is in, your rival, but is he really your rival? do you really hate each other? or is it all an act?

WARNINGS: dom!heeseung and sub!male reader, unprotected sex, name-calling, degrading, making out, semi public sex, blowjob (heeseung receiving), little heejay moment, slapping, dacryphilia, hair pulling, creampie, nasty, nasty sex

AUTHOR'S NOTE: this is probably the nastiest, eye rolling, sheet gripping, toe curling, dick throbbing fic i've ever made so far

"i can't believe i'll see that little shit again."

you roll your eyes, while your makeup is getting done. it's award season, and this time of the year is the most competitive, with hundreds of groups pitted against each other, with only one group to take home each award. award season. this means you'll see tons of groups, both backstage and general. of course, your rival, heeseung, will be here.

"i'm gonna see that fucker again."

heeseung sighs as he waits for his makeup artist to finish, staring at himself in the mirror. he flashes a smile, confident, since he looks stunning. when he's done and the makeup artists calls for the next member, he sits down on one of the big black couches. jay was seated next to him and heeseung scrolls mindlessly on his phone. he gets interrupted when jay call him with a "hey." heeseung hums, eyes slightly wide, turning to him. "yeah?"

jay scoots closer to heeseung and the space between them get smaller. heeseung freezes, and jay chuckles. "do you really hate him?"

heeseung eyebrows arch, confused. what was jay talking about? "who? him? my rival?"

jay nods.

"oh, i hate him. he's such a little shit, always making fun of me when we lose to them at music bank and whatever fucking music program." heeseung looks pissed as he rants on, but jay knows something.

he knows heeseung doesn't actually hate you.

jay laughs loudly, throwing his head back. heeseung looks at him with a puzzled expression. once jay's laughter dies down, he faces heeseung again, this time with a small smirk on his face. what a fucking weirdo. heeseung thinks.

"you're a comedian, heeseung."

"what the fuck do you mean by that?" heeseung asks him angrily. cute. jay thinks.

"now listen here, man." jay moves closer and heeseung fucking gulps - jay's face has completely changed. his face has a dark expression, eyes extremely ominous. heeseung feels out of breath, especially with how close jay's face is.

"i know for a goddamn fact that you don't hate him. matter of fact, you want to fuck him."

heeseung's eyes widen, and jay finds it cute. the latter exposed heeseung, and he feels nothing but satisfaction brimming in him. jay takes a hold of heeseung's chin, his lips parting slightly as watches heeseung frown and grit his teeth. heeseung admits that jay looks hot, and the moment is so fucking tense, he can physically feel himself start to sweat.

heeseung feels defeated. he sighs and closes his eyes. jay hums, genuinely suprised that heeseung didn't even try to defend himself. really, how would heeseung defend his faked hatred towards you when jay already knew what was happening between you two?

"fine. you win." jay lets go of heeseung's chin, and heeseung hangs his head low. surprisingly, jay isn't mad at all. he actually puts his hand on heeseung's shoulder reassuringly, to which heeseung looks at him.

"that's why, i'm here to help you." jay flashes a smile at heeseung.

"what? what do you mean?"

"you see-" jay gestures heeseung to scoot closer again, and he does, so jay continues.

"remember how, whenever the show ends..."

heeseung freezes as he has a moment of realization. jay gives him a look, he knows what heeseung is going to say, and heeseung smirks, jay is a fucking genius.

"we all get sent to our respective dresssing rooms?"

"exactly."

"which means, i can just call him, make him come to our room, and then you-know-what? you're a fucking genius, park."

jay laughs and heeseung does the same. the two men let their laughter die down before they share a fist bump. jay sits back and places his arms on the couch's head, watching the other members get their makeup done.

"oh and one more thing." jay speaks, still looking at the other members. "i'll be your wingman." he turns around to look at heeseung, clicking his tongue and winking at him. heeseung laughs and calls him amazing. heeseung then turns around - jay stares at him for a little while, gears turning in his head. he stops staring and looks at the other members.

heeseung smiles as he thinks about their plan. his cheeks color a slight pink when he realizes what he's about to do to you. he imagines the dirtiest stuff and realizes that he will do it in such a place like this. a public place. oh, it excites him.

you braced yourself as you headed towards the main seating area. it was going to be loud, for sure. you're in a rising group and have won several music show wins, topped the charts, had a lot of views on your music videos, and went viral.

as you walked towards your designated seats, the scream of the fans were defening. it wasn't all bad though, at least you and your group members have a solid fanbase. you sit down and notice that there were already a few groups who were seated already.

"hey, it's them." your member elbows you as you follow his eyes.

the screams of the fans wavered back again as enhypen walked towards the seating area. you look for a certain orange-haired guy, and you find him almost immediately. damn, he looks amazing. although you did remember you were rivals, so you had no reactions whatsoever.

oh god. he was coming closer. heeseung walks up the stairs. shit. is he seated next to your group, when the two parties are rivals? heeseung locks eyes with you, an annoying grin plastered on his face. you shoot him a dirty look as he walks closer. thankfully, the cameras probably won't see you two.

"may the best group win." heeseung says as he takes a seat next to you, although there was some space left behind. you stare at him and you forgot that you were his rival. whoever styled him needed a goddamn raise because of how stunning he looked.

"whatever, we'll win anyway." you huff out. heeseung just chuckles. he feels a nudge to his side, and it was jay. he smirks at you, and at heeseung. heeseung nudges him back. he doesn't want jay to catch your attention.

your attention was saved for later.

"jesus, how long has it been?"

it's been what, an hour and a half, and the awarding part of the show hasn't started yet. you silently agree with jay. you wanted to them to get it over with so you could go home. you wanted to be announced as the boy group of the year, take the award, thank the fans, and then leave.

you watch two people walk onto the stage. finally. let's get this over with. you thought. the couple announces the start of the awarding.

you drown out almost everything they said, but you didn't forget to clap and bow for the other groups, of course. but as time went on, your clapping got slower and sloppier. you were fucking tired.

"now, for the best boy group of the year..."

and suddenly, all your drowsiness disappears, and you're all ears. heeseung also snaps out of his trance, leaning forward to pay attention. the woman takes out a piece of paper from the envelope, reading the winner's name.

"enhypen!"

you were surprised. not mad, but you will admit that you felt a little jealousy. either way, you clapped enthusiastically for them. heeseung turns around and smirks at you before walking onto the stage with the other boys.

the fans were screaming and other groups were clapping. heeseung walks onto the stage with his members - the cameras followed all seven of them as they walked towards the microphone to deliver their speech.

they all stand and wave. heeseung grabs the microphone and starts his speech. well you'll be damned. did his voice get deeper? you were unsure, but either way, his voice was hot.

"finally! thank god!" you sigh a breath of relief. the award show was finally over, the fans were leaving the venue, and you were more than ready to head home and fall onto your soft, soft bed.

tons of groups were scattered throughout the hallway. some idols were even interacting with each other, whilst some were headed towards their rooms, ready to head home as well. in the crowd, you easily spot heeseung, who seems to be talking to jay.

"hey, motherfucker." heeseung watches you walk towards him, hands in his pocket. you cross your arms, giving him a stern look. he laughs, throwing his head back, his adam's apple bobbing. what the actual fuck.

"you guys go first. i'll be there later." you tell your group members, and they leave. you clicked your tongue at heeseung, who's staring at you strikingly, head leaned on the wall. jay stares at you as well, arm placed on heeseung's shoulder.

the three of you just stand there, and you sigh. "are you two just going to keep staring at me? speak up." heeseung stands straight. jay touches heeseung's back in a subtle way, heeseung nods at him, and jay proceeds to leave.

"you're just jealous we won. come on, wanna visit our dressing room?" you reply with a "whatever" and let heeseung lead the way. the hallway was still pretty crowded, so heeseung obviously keeps you by his side, how?

by snaking his arm around your waist.

you try your best not to react to heeseung's hold on your waist. the subtle movement of his fingers were electrifying, they were like little sparks. all that while heeseung looks forward, a serious but handsome look on his face.

suddenly, you didn't want to go home anymore.

you enter the dressing room and find it weird how jay is the only one inside. where are the others? heeseung closes the door behind you as you sit down on the couch. you didn't notice it, but heeseung shoots jay a look, who moves closer to the door.

"where is everyone else?" you ask heeseung, who sits directly in front of you. he has his legs wide open as he sits - it's as if he was inviting you to stare at his crotch. you take a quick peek and he is huge. heeseung seems to not notice.

"they're busy, and for the members, they're catching up with other idols." he replies, still sitting like that. "okay then." heeseung stands up and your eyes follow him. he stands in front of one of the tables and you see a golden object. it was their trophy for winning boy group of the year.

heeseung looks at you for any reaction, but you don't say anything. "i fucking get it. you guys won."

"you're jealous, aren't you?" heeseung asks nonchalantly.

"listen, i do not give a fuck if you guys won. what the hell do you want me to do, heeseung? throw you a party?"

heeseung glances at jay for a split second, who quietly opens the door, locks it and leaves. you don't notice that not when you're half-pissed at heeseung. heeseung starts to smile.

the plan is working.

"and- what, hello? lee heeseung? i'm fucking speaking here!" you stand up, now pissed.

"listen." heeseung's voice drops a few notes. it booms across the room. you were taken aback, and you gulp. as cliché as it sounds, heeseung slowly walks towards you. you take a few steps back. "heeseung, what are you doing?" you ask him while walking backwards.

shit. you hit the wall.

heeseung swiftly grabs your wrists, pinning them above your head. all the air gets knocked out of your lungs and you feel yourself shrink. heeseung towers over you and you can't help but think of how tall he really is. heeseung removes one hand, using his other hand to keep your wrists in place. are his hands that big? either way, your cheeks burn at the thought of how huge his hands were.

"what the fuck? let me go!" you thrash around, and heeseung laughs. it was no use, heeseung's grip on you was so strong, and you had no chance anyway. for a second, heeseung gently swipes his thumb on your cheek, it was so soft that you leaned into the touch.

heeseung then removes his hands. "wait what-"

a loud smack echoes across the room as heeseung slaps you in the face, hard. you whimper as you feel the prickling heat ripple across your face. heeseung laughs, and you feel your eyes shimmer with tears.

"pathetic little bitch." you audibly gasp at his words - you'd never expect him, lee heeseung, the one who is adored by fans, to be this mean. you quickly start to get hard. you never expected you actually like being degraded. heeseung just proved that just now.

"you're actually jealous, aren't you? you want to win so you won't be a burden to your fans who voted for you, streamed your songs and bought your albums, right?"

you hung your head in defeat and feel yourself start to cry. it was so fucking cruel of heeseung, but you loved it at the same time. heeseung laughs at you like a madman, forcefully grabbing your chin to look at him. he cooes once he sees your pathetic and teary-eyed face. "but don't worry, i can help you with that."

"h-"

heeseung grabs your chin and presses his lips against yours. he lets go of your wrists to hold your ass. you gasp, and heeseung takes that as an opportunity to enter your mouth. he sucks, slurps, and tastes you. the sound was disgustingly hot - you wrap your arms around heeseung's shoulders, breathing through your nose as you kiss him deeply. heeseung moves his leg and places it in between yours.

he starts rubbing his leg on your tent, and you whine in his mouth. your arms tighten and pull heeseung closer. both of your eyes were closed, eyebrows frowning, sweat forming on your temples, and corners of your mouth drooling. you feel yourself shaking when heeseung's leg rubs faster against your crotch.

you both pull back, watching a string of saliva form in between your lips. you wipe your lips and heeseung thought of something that makes him smirk. something nasty.

heeseung pushes you to the front and leans on the wall. "get on your fucking knees." you follow his order immediately, and his bulge was a feast for your eyes. "come on, do something baby. you can't just stay there." you nod and start shaking knowing what you're about to do.

your start palming heeseung through his pants and notice a wet patch leaking through the fabric before you start licking him through the fabric. heeseung's hands flies and takes a hold of your hair. his grip was painful, of course.

a hint of saltiness tickles your taste buds as you lick his pants one more time. "can i, daddy?" holy fucking shit. heeseung might go crazy. he nods, and you unzip his pants. you both watch as his cock bounces up and you moaned at how huge he was.

you wasted no time in pumping him. heeseung stutters a moan and rolls his head back, his neck on display, you wish you could leave hickies on him - you start pumping heeseung even faster, watching his pre-cum leaking from his tip. you lick the tip, and heeseung's legs start shaking, and he moans loudly. "oh, fuck, yes!"

you pull back, hesitant. how the hell are you going to take him when he's that big? heeseung clicks his tongue, and you stare up at him pathetically, like a lost puppy.

"aw, scared of my dick? remember, i'll have to fuck you later." those words just made you needier. harder. it was technically true, you have to get used to him. after all, you wouldn't want this night to pass without heeseung fucking you.

"psh, i'm not." you reluctantly move closer to his dick, staring at it for a few seconds. "come on you pathetic littl-" you grab him and take him into your mouth. heeseung was caught off guard, evident by the loud moan he emits and the pure pleasure on his face.

you start bobbing your head up and down, and you stare up at him. heeseung could cum from that alone. you moan frequently around heeseung, causing him to tighten his grip on your scalp. he knows he's not going to last long. you feel tears gather in your eyes again as you try not to gag.

"what a slut, sucking on my dick. what if someone walks in, huh? seeing you all hungry for my cock, isn't that embarassing?" heeseung says in between breaths and he tries his best to make his words clear, but it's hard, knowing the number of sensations he's being given right now.

you moan at the response, your cheeks are literally burning from his words. you grab his balls and play with them. you're drooling and the sounds you were making while sucking him off were disgusting, but hot. heeseung feels like he's about to explode in your mouth, his toned stomach clenched.

"baby, i'm close. i, fuck! want you to swallow all of it, okay?" heeseung starts shaking even more.

his hair is messy, some of it even sticking to his forehead, which was covered in sweat. his cheeks were burning too, some drool was evident on the corner of his mouth, and he remembers he still has his formal attire on, which was sticking to skin, slick with sweat.

heeseung moans beautifully as he cums in your mouth. he was overwhelmed, trembling from his orgasm. his orgasm was so intense that he saw black for a few seconds and his legs were about give in any moment. you moan as you start tasting heeseung's cum, your mouth starting to fill up, heeseung came a lot.

heeseung takes a moment to recover before pulling you off his dick. "say ah." heeseung leans down and tilts your head up, and you show him his liquid inside your mouth. "and... swallow." you swallowed, tingly because of the salty taste of him. "good boy."

you stand up, and heeseung pulls you into a kiss again. the both of you tumble and fall onto the couch, and you continue kissing each other deeply. heeseung then shuffles down and covers your neck in kisses, which tickles and makes you shiver. heeseung emits small breaths and moans from time to time.

"h-heeseung." heeseung bites your neck with some force, and you hiss from the pain. he was so aggressive, letting out his pent-up emotions and need for you. heeseung moves up and places his lips next to your ear, growling.

"turn around for me and slide your pants off." you did as he told, positioning yourself. you grab a pillow and hold onto it while unzipping your pants and letting them pool around your ankles. "so fucking beautiful." heeseung then proceeds to rip your boxers off, and you find yourself yelping at that.

heeseung massages the skin of your ass while watching your rock-hard dick twitch. you brace yourself and heeseung finds it cute how you'd let him do anything to you.

you cry out as heeseung gives your ass a hard slap, crying out into the pillow. heeseung massages the now flushed skin before slapping it twice, then thrice. you were a crying mess at this point - heeseung moves back to admire his work, your ass red and hot.

heeseung couldn't wait any longer, rubbing his huge cock against your hole, and you clench in response. he slowly pushes the head in and the two of you share a moan. he enters you fully before wrapping his arms around your torso, head resting on your back.

"goddamn, you're tight. that needy for me, huh? my slutty boy, my rival?"

"i could say the same to you, desperate to fuck your rival you definitely hate."

the two of you laugh together and heeseung lets go of you and digs his nails into your waist, and you were sure there'd be some marks. heeseung slowly pulls out until his head was almost out of your hole. three, two, one. heeseung sends his hips forward, which launches you forward, and you scream into the pillow. "yes! oh fuck!"

heeseung had to bring one of his hands to his mouth to keep himself quiet. he watches himself disappear inside you, your ass bouncing from the force of his thrusts. you were shaking so much and your body temperature was unbelievably high, and you forgot that you still had your attire on, which was sticking onto your skin due to your sweat. it was uncomfortable, but you barely noticed, heeseung was fucking you into oblivion. you were both in heaven.

heeseung tugs on your scalp and pulls your hair. he pulled it with so much force, you slip a cry between your moans, and you thought heeseung was going to break your fucking neck. the room quickly gets filled with the sound of skin on skin and your desperate cries and breaths for each other.

you try your best to turn around to look at heeseung, who stares at you, eyes-half lidded.

"goddamn, you're so good for me, so needy for me." heeseung moans loudly.

you stare at each other needily, before sharing another deep kiss. your chin is covered with tears, sweat and saliva. it was so sinful but it was so hot.

"oh my god! yes!" you scream and shove your face into the pillow when heeseung repeatedly taps your protate. "fuck, fuck, heeseung! it feels so good!" heeseung starts plowing into you, your cries for him fueling his eagerness to make you cum. "come on baby boy, cum for me. show me how much you love my cock."

both of your moans and cries of pleasure rise in pitch and you feel your dick start to tremble. heeseung knows he won't last any longer, he wraps his arms around your torso again and rests his head on your back. he finally got to fuck you after all those stolen glances at you, all those nights jacking off, imagining himself fucking you. he can't believe this is real.

"c'mon baby, fucking cum for me like the good boy you are." heeseung clenches his teeth and jaw and his neck veins start to decorate his neck. heeseung is fucking drenched in sweat, his hair all over the place, some drool on the side of his mouth, but he doesn't fucking care.

you scream your lungs out as you cum. you literally felt your pelvic muscles contract from how hard you came. you cum directly on the couch - heeseung lets out the prettiest cry of pleasure as he cums into you. the two of you just stay there, out of breath.

with his remaining strength, heeseung pulls out and watches his cum flow out of your pink hole. he closes his eyes as his tongue takes a taste of his cum and your hole.

"heeseung! n-not there!" he doesn't listen as he slurps and plays with your hole. you tasted amazing, and heeseung gives you a taste, sharing yet another deep kiss with you, and you swirl the juices in your mouth before swallowing them.

"are we still rivals?" heeseung asks as he sits down on the couch, exhausted. you sit down next to him and kiss him on the lips for one last time before grabbing a pile of tissues to clean up.

"yeah, with benefits."

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malereaderpage · 2 years

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remember || lee heeseung

► heeseung x bottom male reader

► smut, innocent kink, hyung kink

your parents has left you alone with one of your dad's best and closest workers. you and heeseung aren't that close due to you two meeting recently, although you can admit he is really really hot and you'd be lying if you said you aren't attracted to him. heeseung is in your bedroom and sitting on the small couch.

you on the other hand, due to personal family issues you decide it's the best idea to raid your dad's alcohol and get's drunk. heeseung is totally unaware of this since his focus is on his mobile device. at this time it's usually when you go shower so he's not suspicious when you take a while to come back. however when you do heeseung get's up, alarmed. you giggle as you approach him, heeseung catches you before you fall but he looses his balance and the both of you fall onto the couch.

"y/n..." he trails off. "why have you been drinking?" he asks you but he knows that you aren't in the right state to answer that properly. you adjust yourself on him and sit on his lap, heeseung's breath hitches. "y/n please don't do this..." he whispers. "you are so fucking hot, you know that, right?" you slur. you start to move your hips and heeseung groans. "no, y/n, you are drunk," heeseung halts your actions and you whine in protest. "no...i'm tipsy," you correct him. heeseung scoffs and raises an eyebeow at you. he's still got a firm grip on your waist and it's turning you on more.

heeseung knows you are horny, he can feel your boner and he's slowly getting hard. "oh yeah? then how many fingers am i holding up?" one of his hands leaves your waist and is hold up in front of you. "none." you answer him. he nods in approval as his hand was formed into a fist, none of his fingers hold up. "go on then," he says. you blush and become shy as you start to realize what you are actually doing. heeseung smirks seeing that you've become shy. heeseung places his other hand on your waist once again and starts to guide you. you whimper as your crotches brush against each other. "have you ever done any of this before, y/n?" he questions you. "n-no," you stutter.

it turns heeseung on more knowing that he'll be your first, that it's the first time you are doing all of these sinful deeds. you hide your face in the crook of his neck, not really knowing what else to do as you try to keep in your sinful noises. heeseung pulls down your shirt and he leans in to kiss your shoulder. he sucks and your grip on his shoulders tighten which makes him groan in response. you begin to pant as heeseung pick up the pace. "h-hyung i f-feel weird," you tell him. "you are close to your orgasm, do you know what a orgasm is, y/n," heeseung pants. "y-yes," you answer him, moaning.

"fuck moan more for me, no need to hide those pretty noises," he says breathlessly. you moan and you cum in your boxers, heeseung stops when you do, cutting off his orgasm. you know he's turned on as well, and as much as you lack in experience, it doesn't mean you have watched no porn. you know the basics but have never tried it nor practiced before so of course you are nervous and full of doubt, however, heeseung makes you feel safe and comfortable, so you carry on.

you get off of his lap and get on your knees before him which surprises him. "m-may i?" you stutter. knowing what you mean, heeseung smirks. "are you sure you want to do this and continue? i might not be able to hold myself back from fucking you, y/n." you feel your dick twitch in your pants and you become excited. "what if i don't want you to hold back? what if i want you to fuck me, heeseung." heeseung clearly looks aroused and he curses under his breath. "okay, y/n. just remember, i warned you," he tells you, unbuckling his belt and discardes his pants and boxers.

you have seen a dick before, obviously since you've watched porn before but you've never seen such a pretty dick as heeseung's and it easily makes you hard again. heeseung sits back down and you come closer. you are nervous and hesitant as your hand wraps around heeseung's dick and heeseung notices. to ease you a bit, his thumb finds your chin and tilts it upwards which makes you look up at him. heeseung sends you a reassuring smile and pecks your lips. "you can do this, y/n, hyung will help you."

"let's start of with a handjob, yeah?" you nod at heeseung's words. one of his hands is placed above yours and he guides your hand up and down his shaft, heeseung groans occasionally. "right, now, speed up." he commands as his hand leaves yours. you do as he tells you and you speed up, stroking him fast heeseung begins to breathe unevenly. you watch his hands grip the couch. you take it to the next step unexpectedly and start sucking him. "oh!" he gasps, his hands finding your hair immediately and tugging it which makey you whimper, the vibration travles through his dick and he groans.

"fuck, y/n, a warning next time will be-fuck, much appreciated you know," heeseung says breathlessly. "swirl your tongue, y/n, suck it like you'd suck a lollipop basically." he tries explaining to you but he's too lost in the pleasure, it surprises him that you are doing much better than he'd expected for you to do. "fuck, just like that," heeseung mumbles. you bop your head up and down, heeseung loving how his dick feels so warm inside of your mouth. "you are doing great, y/n, keep going," he pants.

you oblige and attempt taking him in deeper and that action is rewarded with a low maon from heeseung, music to your ears as you emit a low moan yourself. "fuck you are such a good boy taking my dick like that." heeseung praises you. at this point you are really hard. you allow your tongue to drag from the bottom of his shaft all the way up to his tip. you take him in your mouth again and start bopping your head. heeseung resists the urge to thrust up into your mouth. he grips your locks tightly and he groans. "i can't do this anymore," he mutters and halts your actions.

you look up at him, confused and worried that you've maybe done something wrong and heeseung sees it. "no, you did not do anything wrong. in fact you were so good that i had to stop you because my desire to fuck you is so strong right now." he reassures you. "so, can i?" he asks. "yes." you answer him firmly to make sure he doesn't question twice. he luckily can tell that you want this so without any hesitation he picks you up and throws you on your mattress. heeseung strips further and you sit up to take off your shirt.

heeseung hovers over you and catches your lips in a heated makeout. your hands finds his hair easily and you allow your fingers to tangle in his dark locks. he asks for entry and you happily oblige, heeseung exploring every inch of your mouth and you moan into the kiss when he bites your bottom lip. he breaks the kiss. "you know, for someone who's inexperienced, i'd think twice. you are such a fucking good kisser, y/n." the way he says your name has your dick aching at thid point. he helps you take off your pants and boxers. he stares and it makes you shy so you close your legs, only to be stopped by heeseungs hands. he spreads your legs again.

"don't be shy, your body is so attractive. let me admire it a bit more." his words has you blushing. heeseung's tongue finds your rim and you whimper when he starts to eat you out. he places his hands on your thighs. after licking your hole a few times, his fingers finds their way in and it, as expected, feels weird and uncomfortable. "don't worry, the uncomfortable feeling will go away soon." heeseung comes up to kiss you to distract you. "you are doing so well, baby." he adds another finger and as heeseung said, the uncomfortable feeling goes away and you start to moan. heeseung picks up his pace. after you are fully prepped and streched out, heeseung teases you by letting his dick rest by your entrance.

you whine. "please fuck me already, hyung." and that's what all heeseung needs. he enteres you and your hands grips his shoulders tightly. once fully inside he waits for your signal. "okay, you can move." you tell him. with a nod heeseung starts to thrust. he grunts as he watches his dick go in and out of you. you moan lowly. "f-faster," you whimper. heeseung goes faster and groans, loving the way you clench around him. "fuck." he curses under his breath. your hands travels to his hair and you pull heeseung in for a kiss.

heeseung happily kisses you back, he nips at your bottom lip and breaks the kiss, going to your jaw and then neck. he then kisses your collarbones. "damnit you are so hot, y/n." you arch your back and moan, signalling that he's found your prostate. heeseung knows and keeps hitting that spot over and over. "fuck!" you choke out, your grip on his locks tightening. "your gonna cum? cum for me, love, cum." you squirm beneath him as a strange feeling builds up withing your stomach and you begin to pant. heeseung grips your dick that's leaking with precum and you gasp in surprise.

heeseung strokes you quickly and you cum with moaning his name. "where can i cum?" he asks you breathlessly. "i-inside of m-me. cum inside of me." and with that, heeseung cums inside of you. the both of you pant as you relax, catching your breath. "that was amazing for my first time," you tell heeseung honestly. heeseung smiles and pecks your forehead. "i'm glad you enjoyed it." he replies.

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clouddd-hannn · 2 years

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SHOULDN'T HAVE DONE IT - Lee Heeseung

PAIRING: ENHYPEN Lee Heeseung x M!Reader

GENRE: Angst, Fluff

WARNING(S): Friends to strangers AU, mentions of homophobia, you are the same age as the '02z

SUMMARY: You thought his actions meant something more, but the outcome was not what you wanted.

"I like you, Heeseung."

You voiced out as you stared up at the taller male who was frozen in his place, feet glued to the ground as he couldn't believe his ears. Did he hear right? His friend of almost 2 years just suddenly confessed to him at a park. "That…" he managed to utter out as he looked away and scratched his nape.

The anxiety and nervousness was evident in Heeseung's face, it was too obvious. "Oh, I guess you don't feel the same way?" You tried to joke with a light chuckle but the other male was still trying his best to avoid eye contact. "Heeseung? You good?"

Still no reply, only a nod. So, to try and lighten the awkward atmosphere, you seeped air through your teeth and clasped your hands together in front of you. "You know what? Just forget I ever said that to you. I don't want things to grow awkward between us. Plus, it might affect your friendship with the other guys."

"Huh? Ah, yeah. Sure."

That was what Heeseung answered you, but it seemed like he was avoiding you. You and Heeseung were both in the same friend group, the same group chat, the same school, almost practically anything. In fact, he used to follow you around like a loyal dog; everywhere you went, he was there trailing behind you with a smile. And that's how you ended being in the same clubs despite only knowing each other during your junior year.

But after the day you confessed to him, he's been telling you and your friends reasons as to why he can't join your get togethers. And the reason? Only because you were there. It didn't even take you a minute to realize he was avoiding you. Is he hating you for liking him? Is that it?

One time, you tested out your theory to see if he was for sure trying his best not to cross paths with you. Your friends planned out an arcade night and you waited for Heeseung to reply first. He agreed, but once you said you were down as well, he replied not a minute later with an 'ah, i forgot. i have to take care of my nephew'.

And that's how you knew. Currently, you were at the cafeteria seated with Jaeyun and Sunghoon who seemed to have noticed your silence when you were usually chaotic and loud. You were just staring into space as you held your spoon, it was as if you were a mere statue. "M/N? Everything alright, bud?" Sunghoon asked before he took a piece of your fries, you looking up with a blank expression.

"Have you noticed anything weird from Heeseung?" You asked the two of them out of the blue as you looked at their reaction, both only being confused as they shrugged. "Nothing? Just dig a little deeper."

The two males racked their brains out to see if there was something going on with the brunette before Sunghoon snapped his fingers and pointed at you. "He has been busy lately! Heeseung has been missing out on the fun. He'd be so glad you were always there."

The moment Sunghoon said that, Jaeyun gasped and looked at you with a forlorn look. "Has he been avoiding you?" He asked you as he leaned closer, you only sighing as you slumped your shoulders and answered with a nod. "Why? Did you two fight? Did something happen between you two?"

You mustered up enough courage and let out another sigh, but this one was deeper. You looked at them, not knowing if they'll accept you for you or if they'd despise you. "I confessed to Heeseung. I told him I like him."

The two boys looked at you in amazement before their faces turned into what seemed like wrath. You decided to continue. "I could see he was uncomfortable and awkward so I told him we should forget about the whole confession ordeal. So I thought we were good. Guess I was wrong. He even blocked me in every social media platforms."

Jaeyun closed his eyes in an attempt to calm himself before opening them again and pursed his lips. "Alright, I get the reason why he's avoiding you. But he should tell you directly if he needed some time to think over things, not leaving you on your own to ponder on things you shouldn't. Do you want me to talk to him?"

"No!" You exclaimed, surprising the other two males as they flinched. "It's…fine. I'll be good on my own," you answered them. "I don't want Heeseung to be forced to interact with me if he doesn't want to or just because you told him to. I don't like it if it's out of pity."

Jaeyun and Sunghoon understood where you were going as they nodded and patted your hand. "Everything will be alright somehow. Don't worry, we'll be with you," Sunghoon stated, making you smile slightly as you looked at the two of them.

Just then, the cafeteria doors opened and it showed Heeseung who was happily chatting with a few males, and with him were also Jay, Jungwon, Sunoo, and Niki. "Yeah, and it was such a blast last night."

Your smile slowly turned upside down, rolling your eyes as you muttered curses under your breath. "Last night? Didn't he say he was busy and couldn't join us for movie night?" You stated, Sunghoon and Jaeyun's eyebrows now scrunched in annoyance.

As they neared you, the male who was standing beside Heeseung patted his chest and pointed at you obviously. The ravenette shook his head as if telling him to not do it. But the guy was set on doing what he had planned. The man walked closer towards you and stopped at your table. "Hey, man. You like dicks?" He stated, voice loud enough for everyone inside the cafeteria to hear.

Your eyes widened in shock as you looked at your friends, eyes quivering in fear for being outed in the public, and by a stranger at that. " I…uh," you struggled to form words as you gulped in nervousness.

"Hey, man. Stop it. I told you—"

"You're a walking disease, dude," the guy stated as he jabbed a finger at your chest, but then it hit you. Heeseung told these strangers about your sexuality? When it wasn't even his place to tell anybody? "Answer me, fag."

Boiling with anger and hate, you slammed your hands on the table and stood up from your seat. You glared at the man, then at Heeseung before looking back at the guy in front of you. "I don't know who you think you are, but you obviously made a rash move. Want me to tell you something? You smell like shit, your hair doesn't suit you, your tattoos are fake, your clothes don't match, the watch you're wearing isn't authentic, it's a rip-off, and your shoes aren't real Adidas."

The guy was obviously humiliated, just as embarrassed as you were. You then grabbed your bag and walked away, making sure to step on Heeseung's foot along the way, the male obviously wincing as he held his foot.

Sunoo was just about to call for you but you were already out of the door. "What the hell is going on here?" Sunoo looked at Heeseung who only bit his lip before walking away. "What.."

The other four males joined with Jaeyun and Sunghoon who was still stabbing daggers into Heeseung's head with their glares. "You two know something?" Jay asked as he watched the two return their gazes back on their food. "Is there something we should know?"

"I think it'd be better if M/N told you," Jaeyun answered, the clueless males only looking at each other before nodding. "M/N, that poor baby. He doesn't deserve to go through this," he added with a sigh, now making the other males curious.

Which is why they decided to finally ask you what happened after classes. And so, the time has come.

"Hyung!" Niki called out to you, you facing them as you let out a small smile to acknowledge their presence. They ran towards you as they towered over you, you picking up your bag as you placed it over your shoulder. "Is there something wrong, hyung?"

You looked at them before you looked side to side and you all sat down on a chair, the others eager to know about the tea. And so, you told them the whole story, receiving the same reactions from them. "Wow," Jungwon stated in disbelief as he crossed his arms.

"I tried to talk to him to hear his side, or why he had to block me or whatever reason he had with him but he's always avoiding me. I can't even talk to him in chat nor in person," the four male looked at you with a sad look before you brushed it away. "Don't look at me like that," you stated and picked up your bag. "If anything, you should be excited about the school trip."

As soon as you mentioned that, their smiles returned as they began to plan out what they were gonna do.

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The next day, you were in class, doodling about on your notebook when your subject teacher suddenly announced about the school trip. "Students, now don't go overboard with packing since you all will only be staying there for three days, and three nights."

Everyone began to chatter about as you only smiled and closed your notebook. "But, that's not it. Everyone, since we only have a small class, we'll share our bus with the students from class B," she stated, the others yelling in excitement as they will be seeing the handsome males from the other class.

"WHAT?!" You shouted instinctively, the whole class looking at you with curiosity. You gulped before letting out a fake excited smile. "Whaaat? We're sharing a bus with the other class? YEY!" You exclaimed, the others cheering as well as you sighed and slumped down on your chair, wanting the ground to swallow you whole now.

As soon as the bell rung, you got your bag and prompted to exit but was stopped by the teacher. "Before you go, you have to pick out a name. And the name you'd pick will be the ones you'll be sharing a seat with," she explained, you cursing under your breath, hoping you wouldn't pick that 'one' name.

A line was formed, you ending somewhere in the middle. "Who do you want to be seated with? Is it a crush?" The girl behind you, Jihye, asked as she held your shoulder. Well at least they don't think of me differently.

"Sim Jaeyun," you answered, the other girls squealing as they slapped your back in excitement. You winced a lil bit as you chuckled along them. It seems like your answer only made them excited.

Hyun, the girl beside Jihye, held your arm. "Jaeyun is really handsome! Everyone would want to sit with him. I'm hoping you'd be lucky and pick his name," she stated, yet you fake-gagged and shook your head. "What?! You don't like Jaeyun?"

"Jaeyun's my friend. I don't fall in love…with a friend," you trailed off before looking away. "Well, never again," you muttered before you finally reached your teacher who was handing you the bowl. "Here goes."

You placed your hand inside the bowl and stirred it a little bit, biting your lip an anxiousness as you picked out a name. There're still tons of names here, what're the odds of me picking his name? You thought before you took it out and opened it. "Fuck. I jinxed myself."

'Lee Heeseung' it wrote. You just stood there, frozen in place as you stared at the piece of blue paper with his name written on it. The teacher, curious, looked at the name and patted your back. "Are you shocked you'll be sitting with someone famous?"

Looking up, you shook your head and crumpled it before walking out of the door, leaving your teacher baffled. As soon as you left your room, you let out an exasperated sigh and stopped in your tracks. "That was deep," Jay, who was actually waiting for you outside of your room, stated as he slumped an arm over your shoulder. "What's up, bud?"

You looked up at him with a frown. "The teacher just announced we'll be sharing the same bus from the other class," you answered with an angered look. "To make it worse, she let us pick the names of who will be sitting with…and I just had to pick Heeseung's name. What a luck."

Jay's nose scrunched as he crossed his arms, thinking of a solution. "Well, you could ask someone to switch seats with you. I'm sure anyone would want to sit next to Heeseung," he stated, you nibbling your bottom lip before nodding. "You can sit next to Jaeyun. I'm sitting next to Sunghoon since C and D will be merged."

"You're right. I just hope I can switch my seats. God knows how much I currently hate Heeseung," you stated out, not knowing the mentioned male has heard your last statement. The ravenette just exited his room with his supposed friends trailing behind him. All the male could do was stare at your retreating figure, your words replaying in his mind like a broken record.

And the day for the school trip has finally arrived, you smiling gleefully, knowing you were able to switch seats with Hyun who, luckily, had a big fat crush on Heeseung. "M/N, you only brought this little?" Jihye asked as she took the spot next to you, using her hands to fan herself.

Nodding, you looked at her and placed your bag down. "It'll only be 3 days, I don't need to pack my whole wardrobe," you answered, looking at her packed bags which you counted was 5. "Wow, you've packed a lot."

"Of course! A girl like me has to change clothes accordingly. I am a beauty goddess," she pointed out, you only chuckling as you turned your attention towards the other class. And as usual, Heeseung was already here, but he was no longer talking with the group who humiliated you. If anything, the male only looked lonely as he had his arms crossed and a bucket hat on. "Who're you looking at?"

You turned your attention towards Jihye who was smiling from ear-to-ear. "No one in particular. Just looking at every other students, to see if they had packed 5 bags like you did," you joked, the female gasping as if she was hurt and slapped your arm lightly.

A little while later, Hyun had arrived and initiated a chat with Jihye who began chattering away, you just chuckling as you looked away and stood up from the bench to get yourself something to eat. "Mornin', hyung," you heard Sunoo greet you as he neared you with his usual bright smile. "You up for a little bonfire later? I already asked the others and they said they were down. You?"

You bit your lip before you looked up at him. "Including Heeseung?" You asked the other male who only scoffed and rolled his eyes after crossing his arms.

"Are you serious? After he outed you without your consent and humiliated you, would you even think I'd still ask if he was down for it? No way," he answered as he patted your back and stopped in his tracks, you doing the same. "I got your back, hyung. C'mon, let's go buy some food."

And so you two bought some chips and snack for you to munch on while on the road. "Are you sure you're gonna buy this much?" Sunoo asked you as he stared at the two baskets you had in your hand. "I keep forgetting you have an unusual big appetite."

You just shrugged and placed your items on the counter, looking at the screen as the number went up. Just as the man finally scanned the last items, you patted your pockets to find your card…to no avail. "Fuck, I forgot my card," you stated, Sunoo gasping out a 'what?!' as he looked at you in disbelief.

"Well, I can't buy for you! I only have enough," he answered with a panicked look, you looking at the man behind the counter and cleared your throat. "What are you—"

"Sir, you know you're really, really handsome. I just hope I could go back for a little while and get my card?" You asked the man who only smiled and shook his head. "Please? I promise, I'll be back in a jiffy. My bag's just—"

"Sir, the last time we did that, we were scammed. So, you have to pay up now since it's already scanned on the register," he stated, you deciding to have a run for it, you looking at the male as he glared at you, already knowing what you were going to do.

"Here. I'll pay for everything."

That awfully familiar voice made you look beside you, Sunoo doing the same. The pink-haired male widened his eyes, you only staring at the tall male beside you who only placed his hands in his pockets. He didn't even spare you a glance, you just groaning as you watched the clerk swipe his card.

Once he was done, he packed your items and gave them to you, you ignoring Heeseung who looked like he wanted to say something as you left the store, unintentionally leaving Sunoo behind. Sorry, Sunoo. You'll understand, right? You thought as you stomped your way towards where Jihye and Hyun was, sitting down beside Jihye with a sigh.

The female turned to look at you and chuckled. "Well, look who's hungry," she pointed out as she saw your plastic bags. "You bought quite alot of food," she added before Hyun placed his attention on you as well. "Hyun here was just talking about how you exchanged seats with her."

"And I'm so happy! Heeseung has been my all time crush, ever since freshmen year," Hyun admitted as she clasped her hands together as if this was her dream come true. "Now, I can totally look at his visuals more closely. Bet he'd be so dreamy."

The two girls squealed while you just sat there judging them. A little while later, the bus had arrived at the exact time; 7:00 AM. Everyone carefully entered their respective buses, you waving goodbye at Sunoo (who was sulking but returned the gesture anyway) and the others. Then, it was your class' turn and with Class B. "Wait, I have to pee first," Hyun stated, Jihye following closely behind. You nodded and watched as they walked towards the nearest comfort room.

You were the last one to enter the bus, so everyone except Hyun and Jihye was already settled in when you finally hopped in the bus. You made your way towards Jaeyun, and as you neared Heeseung's seat, he stood up and gave way, offering you the seat nearest to the window. "Huh?"

"We're seatmates," he pointed out over the noisy chattering of your classmates and his. You answered with an awkward smile and shook your head.

You looked up at him and seeped air through your teeth. "Oh, yeah. I changed seats with my friend. I'm sitting with Jaeyun," you answered him, seeing his eyes turn wide from the revelation. "Hyun's still in the comfort room. You can wait for her a little bit."

Heeseung could only watch as you made your way towards Jaeyun who excitedly greeted you and offered you the seat next to the window since you always liked the seat nearest to the window. Heeseung was looking forward to have a chat with you, but now that's impossible.

Soon, the bus was finally filled with all the students and Heeseung couldn't help but look your way everytime he heard you laugh and everytime he heard your voice. "I shouldn't have done it," he whispered to himself as he placed his attention back on his phone's lock screen which, unexpectedly, was you and him.

"Alright, class. There are only limited cabins here which is why all of us will be grouped by eight. And yes, you can pick whoever you want to share a cabin with BUT it should only be girls only group or boys only group," your teacher stated as she finally went towards her co-teachers, everyone eventually finding someone to room with.

You made your way to a group of boys and was just about to ask them but they only looked at you in disgusted, your face contorted into anger as you raised your middle fingers and walked away with an eye roll.

And that went on for every other group of boys you thought were missing members. "What fucking homophobes. Annoying shits," you whispered under your breath before sitting down on a boulder, stomping your feet. Just then, you felt someone wrap his arms around your neck, making you flinch.

But you recognized that perfume somewhere. "Jake, you scared me," you stated, Jaeyun making himself known as he stood in front of you. "Where're the others?" You asked him, but not a second later, Jay and the others walked towards you. "Hey. Found your roomies yet?"

"Actually, we were just looking for you. Wanted to ask if you already had a cabin," Jungwon answered as he smiled, displaying his deep dimples. "I immediately gathered the guys as soon as she announced it. I thought it would be better if we all could share a cabin together."

Your smile brightened as you nodded, hair bouncing along with it. Sharing a cabin with your awesome friends don't seem like a bad idea. Besides, you all planned a little bonfire night to celebrate the 'success of this school trip', when in reality, it's just you and your friends wanting to have a little fun. "That's great! Then we don't have to knock on other cabins to call one of us," you stated, the other chuckling as they imagined how things would be if that was the situation.

"C'mon, let's tell our professor that we'll all be sharing one cabin," Jungwon pointed out to which the others agreed on. "However, we're still missing one person. Ms' Kim told us we'll be grouped by 8 and we're only seven," he added as you all walked towards the professor who had a clipboard with her. "Excuse me, Ms. Kim, is there still someone who doesn't have a cabin to share with?"

The professor pondered for a while before grabbing the megaphone that was beside her and turned it on. "May I have everyone's attention please. Which among you still don't have a cabin?" She asked the crowd and about 4 students raised their hands, 3 girl and 1 boy…that boy being Heeseung.

"Hyung still haven't found a cabin to share with? Could've guessed he had," Niki whispered towards you which you just answered with a shrug. Having not much of a choice, Jungwon neared the male and pointed at you and the others.

"You'll be sharing a cabin with us," he stated, Heeseung's frown turning into a smile before he looked at you, eyes casted down as you fiddled with your fingers. If this was back then, you would've ran to him and attacked him with a bear hug. But this was different, your friendship was complicated. "C'mon, our cabin's over here."

Heeseung placed his attention back on the red-haired male and followed suit, not wanting to get lost in the crowd. "Have you all settled on with bed arrangements?" He asked the other male who shook his head and just walked ahead. "Would it be okay if I get to sleep with M/N?"

"Are you serious?" Jungwon asked the taller male in disbelief as he turned to look at him, the others placing their attention on the male. Heeseung seemed to have been taken aback as he just let out an awkward chuckle then scratched the back of his neck. "No."

Dejected, the male only slumped his shoulders and decided that maybe there really was no way of rekindling the friendship you two used to have. Heeseung knew what he did hurt you, he knows a simple apology won't do, which is why he wanted to make it up to you. He wanted to talk to you, to finally hug you, to just go back to the old days.

In all honesty, Heeseung didn't mean to do all those things to you. He just thought it would be better to distance himself away from you so you could forget your feelings for him, but then he realized that it was a stupid move. He asked advice from his classmates, who he didn't know were homophobic.

Plus, he realized it was shitty of him to avoid you every time you hung out with the boys. It was a trashy move when you two could've still stayed friends without even trying to avoid each other. It was already late to try and fix things when everything has already went downhill for you and him. "Right. Sorry, Jungwon."

The mentioned male just nodded as he led the way, you and Sunoo looking at each other before the latter male shrugged and then went on as if the tension between Heeseung and Jungwon was growing.

Time has finally passed, and it finally was night. To your surprise, Heeseung has been silent for a while, nor did he even get near you. Not that you were complaining or anything. "So who's up for a little bonfire by the beach?" Sunoo chimed as you all cheered and opened your bags, getting all the snacks you wanted to bring there. "Now that's what I call a food party."

Chips, meat, alcoholic drinks, beverages, snacks, cake. It was practically a buffet! Usually, you would be prohibited from bringing drinks and whatnot but Jay had paid the adviser a generous amount so you all could enjoy this night. "Yeah, now time's-a-wasting. We should go while the sun's still out," Sunghoon commented, but stopped when you all heard Heeseung speak up.

"Was there a bonfire planned out tonight? I don't remember, I may have overlooked it," he stated as he got up from his bunk and took out the paper that had the events listed on it. "I…don't think there'll be a bonfire tonight."

You all looked at each other, as if to say 'who's gonna tell him'. They were all hesitant and so were you. But then it'd be considered impolite if you all left him here on his own and if he was left out. You were already set on telling him, but luckily, Jaeyun spoke up. "It isn't in the list of events. We planned this bonfire night beforehand back at the waiting area at school."

Heeseung let out a small 'ah' and a curt nod, understanding the situation now. "Ah, alright. You guys be careful," he stated as he laid back down on his bed and scrolled away on his phone. How weird. You thought to yourself as you grabbed your chips and headed for the door, but your conscience got the best of you.

"You can join us if you want," you stated, receiving disbelieved looks from the other males. Heeseung looked at you and smiled slightly, shaking his head to deny your offer with a small 'it's alright'. "Okay."

You turned on your heels and opened the cabin's door to finally exit. The other boys following after you as they carried their own things with them. "I…would've thought you'd be more than glad if Heeseung wasn't around," Sunoo spoke up as he walked beside you.

A sigh left your lips as you looked at the other male. "Yeah, but I guess I just felt a little guilty that were leaving him out. I mean, he used to be our friend before all these happened. And besides, if that was just an acquaintance, isn't it still like a courtesy to tell them about it?"

The pink-haired male pondered a little bit before nodding and patted your shoulder. "Yeah, I guess so. Don't worry, hyung. We'll always be here with you," he stated with a bright smile.

Yeah, right. You thought to yourself as you stared at your friends who were passed out drunk, except for Niki and Jungwon who was still quite awake eating the food with you. Only you three were the ones who chose to only drink juice, while the others thought it'd be a good idea to drink alcohol. "And here I thought they'd survive."

You let out a chuckle as you took another sip from your grape juice, Jungwon doing the same. "Bet they'll have a huge hangover tomorrow. Look at the amount of alcohol bottles they've finished. They literally drank it like it was water," he stated with a disbelief scoff before looking at Jay and poked his cheek, only receiving a hum. "Who's gonna have to carry them back?"

"Need a hand?"

All of you looked back and saw Heeseung, wearing a white tank top, topped with a floral polo that was unbuttoned, and white denim shorts. How does he manage to pop out in moments like this? You thought to yourself as you clasped your fingers and looked back at the bonfire.

"Yeah, kind of. Everyone's passed out drunk and we need to carry them back at the cabin," Jungwon answered as he took a hold of Sunoo, Niki doing the same to Jay, and you with Jaeyun. "Can you help Sunghoon? He's the one who drank most of…these," he said with an unsurprised tone, pointing at the bottles that was lying down on the sand.

Heeseung nodded as he took a hold of Sunghoon's arm and placed it around his neck. You all slowly retreated back to the cabin with Heeseung following just behind you. As soon as you four arrived there, you laid them down on their side and let out a groan, you stretching your neck as you heard Jungwon and Niki yawn. "You guys get some sleep. I can take care of the rest. I'm still quite awake," you stated, Niki already on his bed but Jungwon seemed troubled.

The red-haired male neared you and held your arm. "Are you sure, hyung? I can still--" the male was cut-off by his own yawn before he covered his mouth. You could only chuckle at him and ruffled his hair.

"I can manage on my own, Won. Besides, there isn't many to clean up. I only have to pick up the bottles and that's it," you stated, assuring the male who only pursed his lips but nodded anyway, knowing he really needed to sleep. Seeing him get on his own bed, you looked at Heeseung who had his hands pocketed. "You too, Heeseung."

Hearing you call his name, the male placed his gaze on you before opening his mouth to say something but decided otherwise as he just sighed and got on his bed. You heaved out a breath and opted to walk out the door when you heard Heeseung speak up. "Don't…take too long," he stated, you ignoring him as you left the cabin with a trash bag in hand.

You went back towards the area where you and your friends held your small bonfire party, unfolding the bag and crouched down to get each of the bottles, placing them inside. As you said, there wasn't much more cleaning needed since you placed your empty bag of chips inside the plastic bags. You picked it up to put it inside the trash bag before sitting down on the sand.

The night sky was beautiful, the stars are twinkling, the moon shining on you as the water's ridges reflected it, it was quite a serene scene. So you sat there, enjoying the view with a smile etched on your face. You listened to the waves crash towards the bank, the light crackling sound from the fire that was slowly dying down. As you sat there, you didn't even realize how much time have already passed.

"What are you doing here? All alone? Someone might attack you out here y'know?" A voice suddenly sounded out through the area as you turned your head back, seeing a worried Heeseung as he looked down at you. You stared back up at the male before placing your attention back on the dazzling sea. "I came to check if you were doing okay. You were taking so long."

A light sigh left your mouth as you brought up your knees and wrapped your hands around it. "Oh? Would've thought you'd ignore me like you usually did," you joked, only receiving a frown from the other male who settled beside you, his unbuttoned polo shirt flowing with the wind. You let out a small smile and placed your hands back, putting all your weight on it. "I'm glad."

Heeseung, who was sat pretzel style, looked at you with a confused look. "That's….uh, what exactly made you glad?" Hearing his reply made you chuckle. The casual clueless Heeseung, you missed it. You chuckled at how his doe-like eyes fixated on you, you turning to him and smiled brightly, that smile that somehow made Heeseung grin as well.

"That you talked to me," you replied a matter of factly, tilting your head to admire his features before you heaved out a breath, turning to look back at the ocean. "After what happened the past few days, I don't exactly know if we'll go back to how we were once back then. A lot of things have happened that caused us to drift further away, but a part of me is relieved that you opted a conversation with me. Thank you, Heeseung."

The ravenette raised a brow at your sad tone. "What do you mean, M/N?" Heeseung questioned as a small fragment of him thought that you were leaving or something. "Why are you saying that as if this would be the last?" He added, you replying with a small chuckle.

"It wouldn't?" You asked him for assurance, then looked at him. The other male answered with a nod of his head before you smiled genuinely and placed your attention back on the crystal clear water. "I want to tell you something. To be quite frank and straight to the point, I regret ever telling you I was catching feelings for you."

The ravenette's smile disappeared into a regretful frown as he continued to listen to you. You looked down at your feet, feeling yourself tear up but you stopped yourself by inhaling, facing Heeseung who was now nibbling on his bottom lip. "Not because of anger, rage, or disappointment," you started as you showed him a sad and forlorn expression. "But because I lost the wholesome friendship we've had over those months that we've spent. I'm sorry, Heeseung."

The male was obviously taken aback and was bemused at your statement. "What are you being sorry for, M/N? I should be the one to apologize. I made you overthink and such, I should be the one who's sorry. I cut ties with you without you knowing and you even lost contact of me, I went MIA," he stated, you only shaking your head with a light grin. "To make things worse, I even outed you to a bunch of my classmates who were homophobes. I regret ever doing that and for avoiding you. I just really thought it'd be better if I distanced myself from you."

"See? I made you uncomfortable," you pointed out with an anxious smile, Heeseung shaking his head before he attempted to speak but you beat him to it. "That out-of-nowhere confession obviously made things awkward between us. And you outing me was a dick move, really. But I'm fine. The other kids in my class didn't think of me less, well except for the boys," you stated, receiving a whispered 'sorry' from the other male. "I wish we could go back to the things were back then, but I find that hardly impossible."

Yet again, Heeseung was confused. Your words were cryptic and mysterious. "Why do you think it'd be impossible?" He asked you, you reaching out to your feet as you unconsciously played with your big toe.

You could sense that Heeseung was trying his best to make it up to you, to try and rekindle the friendship you two used to have, but you thought that things would still stay awkward between you two. "Because now you know that every little thing you do makes my heart flutter, makes me all tingly. Heeseung, I've never wished to be straight this bad—"

"No," Heeseung immediately stopped you as you turned to look at him, him looking you dead in the eyes with seriousness laced in his voice. "M/N, what I did to you was trashy of me. All I did was cause you anxiety and trauma. You deserve so much more, M/N. And I'm sorry that you had to experience the worst. It was too late for me to realize that I was being a jerk for avoiding you like you were some sort of bacteria."

A comfortable silence enveloped you twp before you looked back at the twinkling stars and laid down on the sand, Heeseung doing the same with his arms behind his head. You missed spending nights like this with Heeseung, you both staring at the starry night as you connected constellations and making up your own.

The memory made you chuckle before you placed your hands down flat on your stomach. "We finally had the closure we deserved I guess. Should we even call it a closure?" You stated with a small smile, widening your eyes when you suddenly heard sobs coming from the other male. You looked at him as you both sat up, you placing your hands on his cheeks to wipe the tears off of his face before he engulfed you in a warm embrace, confusing you. "Heeseung? What's wrong?"

Heeseung sniffed before letting out a ragged breath as he hugged you closer towards him as if you'd run away if he ever loosens his hold on you. "Just…I missed you, all those friendly banters and our game nights. I've missed spending all of it with you. The memories just made me emotional, that's all. I just really, really missed you so much."

You chuckled at him and patted his back to calm him down, you taking in his strong cologne as you wrapped your arms around him and smiled. "Me too. I missed you so much, Heeseung."

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nobodyeverasked · 2 years

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summary ➣ Heeseung has never been prouder to witness his boyfriend, Y/N’s, first ever serious acting role. However, he doesn’t find out what that role was exactly, until he forces the rest of ENHYPEN to watch Y/N’s movie with him.

genre ➣ fluff

requested - 👍

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Heeseung sat in the living area of ENHYPEN’s dorm rooms, eagerly awaiting for all his members after ripping them all away from their states of half-sleep to join him on the couch. His boyfriend, Y/N, was an actor rising rapidly in popularity, and he was set to star in a new murder-mystery movie that garnered so much attention and media coverage that Twitter was already brimming with theories and hype before Y/N could even tell Heeseung. Heeseung couldn’t be prouder of his boyfriend’s success, and as soon as he managed to drag a release date and time out of Y/N, Heeseung spent weeks emptying up his schedule so he could watch the movie the moment it releases, and binge as much interview content from Y/N’s movie premiere as he could bear to keep his eyes open for.

Y/N was getting ready for the premier earlier that day, just before the sun slipped away behind the skyline, left its fiery kiss in the sky for moments before the violets of the night sky bleed through and bloomed in its place. Heeseung was straightening out the collar of Y/N’s suit, begging him to wear the cologne that hung like diamonds around their first kiss, and finding himself unable to stop himself from hanging from Y/N’s lips as Y/N tried to make his way out the door - he was almost late (and mildly concussed) because of how many times Heeseung couldn’t hold it in him and press Y/N against the door frame.

Heeseung chuckled into the empty room as he reminisced about how Y/N straightening out ties and clasping suit-jacket buttons for a movie premiere was only a distant, barely attainable fantasy; one that Heeseung would sing into his skin was just a few skips away as he’s being Y/N into his lap and stroke his hair back to get a better look a those brilliant, shimmering eyes - eyes that would be the death of him if Y/N’s presence didn’t remind him of how hard his heart beat for him. Y/N was driving out to auditions scattered everywhere in town, sometimes even having Heeseung beg some of his favourite managers to give Y/N a ride to an audition or two. He was that indie movie sensation whose talent was wrapped up in boxes of cliches and below-average budgets.

Now Y/N was dipping into the waters of a life he never thought would actually become a possibility, despite how badly he wanted to have a career like this, and despite how Heeseung would always text him and chant to him his worthiness and receive his midnight calls of how doubtful he was of driving down such a clustered, yet directionless road of acting. Here Y/N was, trending on on every social media platform Heeseung hasn’t deleted out of sheer necessity yet, framing headlines of articles with shots of him from his recent movies - pictures that Heeseung would shove in Y/N’s face and scream at how hot he looked in all of them. Heeseung couldn’t be prouder…

Which is why, with absolutely no remorse whatsoever at two in the morning, Heeseung called frantically for all the rest of ENHYPEN to meet him in the living room to watch Y/N’s movie the moment it releases on streaming platforms. They finally began to file in after what felt like, too Heeseung, ages of waiting; they trailed each other, lethargic, whining, weighed down by the prospect of even less sleep. Sunghoon sat down next to him, practically deflating into the seat - it looked as if he was looking through everything, his head in a daze - Jungwon sat on the arm, Ni-ki swung himself over the back of the seat to steal a spot from Jay, and the rest sat on the floor.

“Heeseung, it’s so late…” Jake rubbed at his eyes as me managed to make room between Heeseung and Sunghoon to snag a makeshift spot on the couch, Sunoo looked up at him enviously from his reluctant spot on the floor, leaned up against the space between Sunghoon’s legs as they spayed out carelessly. “The thing you want to show us better be important or I will riot-”

“Relax,” Heeseung scrambled for the remote to turn the television on, but Jungwon defiantly swiped it away. “Hey!”

“Not until you tell us why we’re here. Your message to the group chat was ominous as fuck.” Jungwon lifted an eyebrow before narrowing his eyes in growing suspicion as Heeseung helplessly fumbled for his words. Everyone else began to shift their gazes toward him as well, some of them too tired to maintain any alertness or intensity, and some of them too tired to even know where they were.

Heeseung was able to keep his relationship with Y/N, and Y/N himself, a secret from the other members for a total of ten hours before they were caught making out in a practice room that Heeseung ‘swore’ was never ever used for as long as he was a trainee. After an hour or so of shocked shouting, screaming about being ‘scarred for life’, exclamations of how Heeseung could’ve gotten a dude that hot, and interrogation-level icebreaker questions, Y/N was integrated into the group’s dynamic pretty seamlessly. Now, Heeseung would catch Y/N and Jay’s conversations about pessimistic philosophy and what ‘pants’ is plural for, Y/N letting Sunoo and Ni-ki win at Mario Kart - despite the ways he mercilessly beat Heeseung whenever he got the chance… Heeseung supposed that it was a pretty clever excuse to get Heeseung on top of him after he’d tackle Y/N out of sheer fury and pin Y/N by his wrists to the floor, and Heeseung, for a fact, didn’t mind it one bit as he’d kiss Y/N until the loop of the credits music would send their heads into a tailspin.

However, now that Y/N became such a natural part of Heeseung’s life, an undercurrent in his heartbeat, the flush in his skin he’ll never want to let fade for the world, Heeseung would now become a victim to all the teasing and prodding that ENHYPEN could muster. He now has a target on his back, curving on his spine where Y/N would draw little shapes with the moonlight under their fingertips - sitting like a fish in a barrel and simply waiting for anything and everything.

Now that Y/N was filed into evidence, Heeseung hasn’t seen the light of day.

“Hello, earth to Heeseung!” Jungwon waved the remote control to get Heeseung's attention back on him. “You still haven’t told us why we’re on the couch in front of a TV in the middle of the night.”

“Okay fine-”

“Is it because of Y/N’s movie?” Jay slouched back into the seat and took in Heeseung’s shocked expression with a tired smile. “What? It’s not that big of a secret since hype for Y/N’s been circulating literally all over the internet.”

“Way to ruin the surprise!” Heeseung looked around frantically at the rest of their members, their knowing looks and little merging smirks as they finally realised why they were called here so late in the night. With a deflated sigh and snatching the remote control back from Jungwon to turn on the television, Heeseung folded his arms with a pout and shrugged off a condescending pat to the shoulder from Sunghoon. “I wanted to do some climactic reveal, but I guess not…”

“Dude, I think you’re the only one who forgets how famous Y/N is. He’s all over the internet, and we’ve already been avoiding spoilers for the movie.” Sunghoon leaned back into the couch and took the remote from Heeseung who still sat frozen and frowning, switching over to the streaming platform they bought exclusively to watch Y/N’s movies at their leisure - none of the other shows on there interested them.

Heeseung nodded along to Sunghoon, as he’s been avoiding the internet altogether to make sure that every detail about Y/N’s movie, including who Y/N was playing and when the movie would release - even what the movie was about - came from Y/N himself. However, despite all his efforts to get this information, he’s been left with emptier hands than he thought. Y/N let nothing slip, not even names of characters or settings, or the slightest note of what was supposed to happen - Y/N kept the tightest grip on all of it.

Heeseung was so caught up in supporting Y/N getting into yet another movie that he barely noticed how Y/N was doing his absolute best to hide everything until it was too late. Who Y/N was playing? For how long he’d be in the movie? Whether he was going to be a lone survivor or the first victim killed off in the first ten minutes? All of that was as much a mystery to Heeseung as it was to all the rest of ENHYPEN as they lingered on the selection screen, their controller’s cursor hovering over the thumbnail image of Y/N’s movie - Heeseung bit his lip and buried a hum under his tongue as he saw how beautiful Y/N looked in that coral light, whether it was a flashlight or even from a horrific fire, he didn’t care; Y/N looked gorgeous. He always did when the orange flush of the sunset spilled against Y/N’s skin, making him shimmer in a way that was almost supernatural.

On walks down the beach with their shoes dangling in their free hands as Heeseung kissed one of Y/N’s, free days sleeping half the day away until the sun set on them, evenings drinking out on glass balconies when they really weren’t supposed to until the coolers they bit back made Heeseung want to do nothing but pull Y/N in and kiss him until they would grow dizzy on something other than the alcohol - that colour followed them in all their most beautiful, cherished moments.

“So, do you know anything? Any insider tea from one of the starring actors? One who may or may not be your boyfriend?” Jake looked over to Heeseung, narrowing his eyes as if that could do anything to bring the answer out of Heeseung any faster.

“No…” Heeseung curled in on himself as everyone’s irritated sighs whipped up around the room, sneering at everyone with a scrunch of his nose in an attempt to feebly defend himself from everyone’s scrutiny. “He left me in the dark too! I’m on your side!”

“There’s no way Y/N didn’t tell you at least something…” Ni-ki eyed Heeseung. “You know a lot more than you’re letting on.”

Heeseung groaned and leaned his head back. He wished he did know more than he was letting on, if that was the case, then at least he could feel triumphant over his members in some way - leave them guessing, have this panicked suspicion and frantic fear lingering over them like the way Sunghoon’s massive collections of perfumes did when he had that phase of constantly needing to smell like something ‘different’ and ‘quirky’. He couldn’t do anything, though, he couldn’t dangle anything over their heads as he rested back on the couch, with more pride than he knew what to do with.

Peeling answers from Y/N’s lips and tongue was absolutely impossible, no matter how long he left his kisses to linger in the way he knew Y/N loved best. Despite all the shirtless back hugs Heeseung gave Y/N in the morning, pressing into Y/N and kissing his neck until they almost fall into their plates of eggs, Y/N shook his head indifferently and explained nothing about the role he was playing, a role that gossip blogs called a ‘mould-breaking, career-defining role’. Even the lapdances Heeseung would give Y/N in the pale spotlights of empty practice rooms couldn’t get Heeseung a hint; none of the tricks that always left Y/N flushed, hanging from Heeseung’s lips, flipping them over whenever Heeseung thought that he had Y/N under his hands, and kissing him harder worked in the slightest.

“You know what? It might be better if we don’t know anything. Knowing how everything happens would spoil all the suspense, duh.”

“Ah yes, because you totally don’t know anything…” Ni-ki raised an eyebrow, taking so much pleasure in the frustration on Heeseung’s face - it was palpable to a point Ni-ki could see it with nothing but the television’s light.

“I don’t! Let’s just watch the movie!” Heeseung finally selected Y/N’s movie and sat back on the couch, a smile slowly pulling at his lips as he set the remote down and pulled the pillow on his lap closer to him. Nothing could replace the way Y/N’s waist fit perfectly in his arms, though, and if he focused hard enough on how happy he was to see Y/N on his screen, then the pillow still smelled faintly like him from when they spent all night down in the living room throwing their sleep schedules away, Y/N’s cologne drowning Heeseung in a way that made him never want to breach the surface ever again.

“I still can’t believe we’re watching Y/N’s movie at three in the morning-”

Jay was cut off by a collective ‘shush’-ing from the rest of ENHYPEN, Heeseung leaning over to smack him with the pillow.

“I’m just saying, you’re a new breed of whipped-”

Jay was cut off yet again with a chorus of ‘shush’-es as the movie finally moved on from the smattering of studio logos, yet he wasn’t able to see the first scene as Heeseung threw his pillow straight at Jay’s face. “I’ll be as whipped as I want to be.”

“Watch him be the killer-”

Jay missed the second scene as an entire couch cushion was ripped off its base and hurled right toward him.

The movie came to a close, the credits slid off the screen, all the sound drowned out of the room and only the faint morsels of silence were left, the colour seemed to seep from the walls and whatever was at the end of ENHYPEN’s fingertips, and the moon suddenly felt as if it was shorting out, acting upon a broken twilight fuse. It was as if the room was frozen, along with everyone inside it as they stared at the idling television screen with mouths wrenched agape, petrified, horrified, nearly awe-stricken, they found themselves contorted and still mid-shock at what happened on the screen only a half-hour before.

“I was not ready. Not. Ready.” Heeseung felt words leak emptily from him as he hugged his pillow closer, struggling to feel any sense of ease from the fading smell of Y/N’s cologne that clung to it. Everyone just nodded, barely able to move their tensed muscles, their features twisted in fear - they really weren’t prepared for the latter end of that film. The mould was indeed broken, and as soon as ENHYPEN were secure in thinking that the film’s script was piecing it back together, it was thrown away yet again, scattered in shattered moonlight.

Just like Jay half-heartedly said, Y/N was dramatically revealed as the twist-villain; the loveable nerd turned deranged psychopath who, throughout the whole movie, was manipulating evidence, information and alibis in order to quietly shift suspicious and increase tensions before blowing over and devolving into a tactless, mania-induced killing-spree of most of the cast.

There was a scene where Y/N delivered a frenzied, deranged speech in the middle of a flaming corn maze at the climax of the movie. It was intense, passionate, frightening, haunting, and filled with such a poetic tragedy that made his inevitable death both satisfying and necessary yet sad. It left all of HYPHEN yelping, screeching, gasping until they had no air left in the room or space left to flood with their tangled mess.

Heeseung felt himself gravitating to the way Y/N helf the fire’s light in his eyes, or the way his voice always seemed to curve upwards as if smiling on its own. A twisted, manic smile, but a smile nonetheless. He felt himself both incredibly scared, and incredibly turned on by the end; and no, Heeseung didn’t necessarily want to assess the moral standpoint of that. The outfits they always put Y/N in made him looks so casual yet calculating: polo-shirt collars with faint flecks of blood, baggy jeans that still somehow did Y/N’s butt justice and dirty white sneakers that always show that Y/N’s been somewhere, yet everybody is too paranoid about characters other than him to look down and catch the faint traces of where Y/N scrubbed away dirt from the forest he hid the last body in.

All Heeseung knew was that in some arbitrary fashion, he was falling in love with Y/N all over again - that mischievous glint in Y/N’s eyes, the same one he’d shine for Heeseung whenever he’d smirk over him; the grace of his presence and the conviction he carried in every step he took - all the things that sent Heeseung reeling the first time they crossed paths and made half-assed plans to meet in deserted coffee shops on the edges of the city.

Heeseung didn’t realize how odd his blooming smile toward the screen, toward that thumbnail image of Y/N with amber firelight spilled all over him - an image that took on a new, horrifying and gruesome meaning now that they’ve finished watching it - was until Sunghoon finally thawed out of his petrified state and smacked Heeseung on the shoulder with a disgusted frown.

“How are you smiling right now?” Sunghoon stole a glance at one of the larger images that overtook the screen now, a short and silent clip of Y/N on repeat. He did admit that he looked handsome, and he knew how head-over-heels Heeseung always gets for Y/N, but this was a borderline traumatic event that just occurred and Sunghoon could barely contain his confusion with his senses all rattled. “Y/N just killed almost everyone… Like… He didn’t just kill them, he like viciously-”

“I know, thank you for that lovely description, Sunghoon.” It was always like this now whenever Y/N left, whether it was for a cute and wholesome young-adult rom-com, filmings of that now-acclaimed BL drama Y/N received so much love for, or a slasher film that left Heeseung curling in on himself. At times like this when Y/N’s movies and shows were over, Heeseung never missed Y/N more, never wanted to feeling Y/N next to him, under him, on top of him - whatever way Heeseung could get Y/N close to him the quickest. He wanted to pull Y/N close until their stars collided yet again, kiss everywhere he could and just tell Y/N how proud he was of him. “Yes, Y/N killed everyone, and what about it? I can’t help it if the killer has a face like that!”

Heeseung let his chin rest on his propped-up palm and stared out to see Y/N’s beautiful, blood-splattered face underlit by those raging amber flames of the withering cornfields around him.

“He’s my murderous psychopath and nobody else’s.”

“You’re insane…” Jake said, finally taking a breath after holding it all in and feeling it dissipate the moment he found out that Y/N was behind every shifting cog and drop of spilled blood in that movie. “I can’t believe we sat through two hours of that just for Y/N to be the villain. I thought he was gonna be the hero or something - they sure as hell did a good job convincing us!” Jake remembered how benevolent and smart Y/N seemed to look in the first half-hour of the movie, all of ENHYPEN were rooting for him. But something seemed off as they made it further into the movie, and that little itch of suspicion was satisfied in the worst way as Y/N was revealed as the one with twisted motives and an even more twisted mind.

“How could they do that to us!?” Jungwon knew everything was over the moment Y/N crushed his glasses beneath blood-stained sneakers, the dismemberment of his kind facade. He almost wanted to anticipate something, until he realized that the thing he would be anticipating for was ruthless, bloody murder.

“All I know is that I’m utterly in love right now.” Heeseung understood the peculiarity in everything he was saying, and as he smiled wistfully at the television, he could feel the weight of everyone’s annoyed glares on him. Y/N ended up being the murderer, sure; however, Heeseung couldn’t help but find the poetry in Y/N every single time he was shown on screen. Every single second he lingered on screen, even in the corner of the frame as other characters were talking, Y/N was so captivating, held even on his edges qualities of himself that Heeseung fell for the first time and continues to fall for with each time Y/N comes striding into his thoughts.

“Did we watch the same movie…?” Jay looked over with furrowed brows.

“You need serious help… Like seriously, Heeseung.” Sunoo rolled his eyes as he looked back to still see that dumb, lovestruck sweetness laced into Heeseung’s features, even when they were carved out by nothing but the faint light of the television screen. “You HAD to know about this! Did you set us up knowing that your innocent little boyfriend was gonna be some deranged killer!?”

“NO! How dare you! I told you already, he wouldn’t tell me anything.” Heeseung snapped up and out of his trance, a furious pout on his face that he knew the rest of ENHYPEN would never take seriously. “And I tried very hard-”

“Heeseung!” Sunghoon piped up; everyone was slowly freeing themselves from their petrified states. He scrambled to shield the younger members closest to him, clumsily clasping his hands over Sunoo’s eyes. Sunoo brought Sunghoon’s hands down with a frown, flapping his hands petulantly in the air. “There are children present!”

“They don’t know what that means.”

Heeseung shooed Sunghoon’s concerns with a dismissive wave and an eye-roll, and now all he could think about was how hard he actually tired, and how badly he needed Y/N in his arms. He wanted Y/N to come through that door in his suit jacket and collar and tie that made him look so irresistible gorgeous, shove everyone out of the room and ‘try’ even harder on the couch that’s been their sanctuary more than once - naps between Heeseung’s schedules, cuddle sessions after long, rough nights, or meeting with a kiss on the couch cushions before heading out to make the most of the fringes of the evening sunset.

Heeseung was brought out of his trance once more, however, as he heard Ni-ki begin to speak, glance up toward the ceiling coyly, and press a finger to his chin in this mockingly inquisitive way. “I think I have an idea-”

“Anyway!” Jay shut Ni-ki up real quick before he could get any ideas. He turned back to Heeseung, who was still fidgeting with the pillow in his arms and taking in the dregs of Y/N’s smell - a warm, comforting, intoxicatingly fresh smell; as if the sunset’s haze that got them high every time they made it to their secluded batch of hills at the unseen heart of town was somehow embodied by a man that’d teach Heeseung was true love was supposed to be. “Are you actually gonna watch all his interviews, Heeseung?”

How can Heeseung do all this blissful reminiscing after just witnessing Y/N gruesomely kill a majority of the main cast and watching him come to his own poetic, yet grim death? His unwavering, steadfast love for Y/N worked in mysterious ways, and he knew to just roll with every wave Y/N brought in to caress beneath his surface. “What kind of boyfriend would I be if I didn’t?”

“Fair point.” Jay stood up, and the rest of ENHYPEN began to make their ways off the couch as well, some surprisingly still reeling after seeing Y/N in a whole new light, and others just wanting to go back to bed as they were both incredibly tired from Heeseung forcing them awake, and impressed enough - as well as like Y/N enough - that they’ll tell Y/N all about how great he did in the morning when they catch him in Heeseung’s bed yet again. “I’m guessing he’s coming here after the premiere, so let him know that we really enjoyed the movie.”

“I’ll send your compliments to my murderous psychopath of a boyfriend.” Heeseung waved giddily to his members as they began to file out of the room, some wanting to stay up to say ‘hi’ to Y/N but getting steered back to their room by Sunghoon who assumed his sleep-laden daze.

Y/N was supposed to be back any minute now, and Heeseung was going to watch a couple of Y/N’s interviews - watch him shining in the camera light and glow of his well-deserved praise - to pass the time before he could have the real Y/N, the holdable and kissable Y/N, back in his arms and stripped of the outfit he helped but on Y/N in the first place.

“Good night…”

Jay scoffed and retorted. “It’s actually the morning, Heeseung. You brought us here at three in the fucking-a-m.”

“Oh just shut up and go to bed.”

Y/N opened the door to ENHYPEN’s dorm cautiously and silently, using the spare key that the secretary at the front desk keeps for him just in case of late nights like these. Usually Y/N is by Heeseung’s side nearly all the time, but not weeks like these where Y/N’s schedule is almost as filled to the brim as Heeseung’s during his own promotions, Heeseung always sneaks a spare key downstairs and gives it to the front desk just in case Heeseung isn’t there to let Y/N in seconds before he knocks and smothers him in affections right then and there.

At this point, it was probably close to six in the morning, and Y/N’s driver just dropped him off at a half-way point between the red carpet where his interviews took place and ENHYPEN’s dorm room. Y/N took the long way around some buildings and met a couple of ENHYPEN’s security guards in order to bring him to where he was now; and because of not just that, but also the six hours of one of the best and most momentous nights of his life, Y/N just wanted to kick off his platform oxfords that Heeseung remarked once - in a totally-not-creepy way, made Y/N’s ankles look hot - and curl up into the nearest corner to go to sleep.

Halfway through slipping off his shoes and making his way further into the dorm, he cocked his head and puckered his lips in confusion as a faint voice began to rise above the late night’s haze, and the light of ENHYPEN’s television maintained this dim, flickering bloom in the general direction of the living room. The voice sounded a lot like his, and because he just played a role in a horror slasher movie and believed in irony, began to walk slowly and carefully toward the ominously familiar noise.

Turning the corner of the doorway, Y/N’s stiff expression and the breath held in him in anticipation as he neared the television’s light all melted away, loosed and untangled and unwound around whatever unease could’ve piled up in him as he found Heeseung sound asleep on the couch, wrapped up in one of Y/N’s hoodies and the pair of joggers they basically co-own at this point - Y/N’s putting a down payment on them soon. Y/N couldn’t help but let a fond smile flourish on his face and instantly made his way closer, glancing over to the television screen to see a video of one of Y/N’s interviews being recapped by a pop-culture and media channel on Youtube. The television remote was just out of Heeseung’s reach on the ground, and the volume was low yet still loud enough for Heeseung to indulge in Y/N’s voice, the voice he misses so much no matter how long they’re apart, until Y/N’s back in his arms.

Heeseung looked so beautiful, so peaceful, as he was only taking up half of the couch in his curled-up form, bunching hismelf up in Y/N’s hoodie. Y/N almost didn’t want to wake him up, but he knew that if he did anything but announce his presence to someone who’s been waiting for him all night, he’d probably need to prepare for a boss-level fight with him in the morning. So, Y/N tried to figure out the gentlest way to stir Heeseung out of his sleep, yet stills staying true to all the ways he’s woken up Heeseung before - in thirty-minute nap sessions in the practice room, Heeseung spooning Y/N in the car on the way to music shows, early mornings where they both needed to be out of the dorms before sunrise.

“Hey, Seungie…” Y/N let his hand wander across Heeseung’s edges, the parts of him that the moonlight danced gracefully across and the little curves that no light could quite properly catch. He took Heeseung’s hand in his own, and the moment he leaned into kiss Heeseung’s fingertips, they began to curl around his own in a reflex that always managed to shock him.

“Y/N…” Heeseung murmured in his half sleep, navigating whoever woke him up simply by touch, the way skin ran under him, the way such a familiar warmth wound around him like a sunset’s embrace of light.

“Wow, I think that’s a new record. You’ve never woken up this quickly…”

“Well I was waiting for you, so of course sleeping wasn’t really on the menu tonight.” Heeseung began to sit up, and at the same time, immediately grabbed Y/N by the shirt collar and pulled him as close as he could, meeting Y/N’s smile halfway in a messy kiss that tasted like the ours long after midnight - a brief sweetness, a cool breath of honey that made Heeseung’s lips part like the clouds at daybreak for Y/N’s tongue to ease between. He peeled Y/N’s suit jacket off his shoulders, and even in his half-conscious daze, snapped open a couple of Y/N’s buttons; he stopped at the third and just took Y/N into a long, warm hug.

This must be what it feels like whenever Heeseung leaves him here with nothing but a wardrobe of clothes that smell like him and free reign over ENHYPEN’s leftovers whenever he’s out on his own schedules. That longing, filling Y/N into any spare gaps he can and clinging onto any sense of Y/N that wasn’t right there in front of him. Heeseung might as well start paying Y/N back now for all those days he left him until diving into his arms at the last minute, and today - only taking Y/N in the smallest, most inhumanely sparse doses through the television, was more than a decent way to start.

“I missed you so much, Y/N… Like seriously, I have no idea how I’m supposed to do those for all the A-list movie roles you’re gonna get after this one…” Heeseung’s voice felt shattered, barely along the lines of a snarky whisper as Heeseung let his hands plunge beneath the hemline of Y/N’s shirt, and felt Y/N’s hands doing the exact same thing, taking hold of his waist as if his clothes weren’t even there.

“The same thing I do whenever you release a song and show the world your immeasurable talent.” Y/N didn’t know how Heeseung, sleep-paden and eyes lidded in a drowsy daze, could still manage to unhook Y/N’s belt and leave it on the floor in seconds in the faintly lit living room, but then again there are simply things that Heeseung has down to a science at this point - a second nature.

Closing the door and finding empty practice rooms obviously aren’t part of those sciences, but apparently memorising every inch of Y/N’s skin, seamlessly loosening Y/N’s clothes so he can let his hands wander as far as he knows Y/N wants him to, and always finding a way to hold Y/N as if he were the only light in the sky were.

With a breath that Heeseung immediately stole away between his lips as he brought Y/N in to kiss him once more, Y/N sung his words into Heeseung’s mouth. Heeseung kept Y/N exactly where he was with a hand tied up in his hair and another slipping through the belt holes of his suit pants. “I love you when you’re here, and I love you when you’re gone. Then, when you get home I pretty much have an excuse to keep you all to myself - so you leaving has its perks sometimes.” Y/N raised a coy eyebrow, only to have the shine of his smirk cut short with another kiss from Heeseung.

“You probably say that to all your murder victims~”

Heeseung hummed out as Y/N shifted the weight of his hips against Heeseung’s, his hands rising to hold Heeseung down by his shoulders and get a better view of the way Heeseung shone in his half-sleeping glow. His eyes shimmered with the evening sunset still held in them, a faint flush on his cheeks staining his skin as if they were always caught in that moment before their worlds always collide - Y/N always managing to find his way on top, holding Heeseung down as if Heeseung hadn’t just let him win whatever tussle they initiated, smiles plastered on their lips that always end up getting blurred and lost to the night whenever Heeseung gets to close.

Time always stopped at the perfect moments, when each of them looked too magnetic for them to conceive, and all they wanted to do was to have more and more of each other until they were burnt out stars huddling for warmth on the living room couch, being woken up either gently by Sunghoon, or by a rough scoff by Jay and Jungwon taking a few pictures to blackmail Heeseung later.

“You got me there, but they’re dead so I guess they can’t testify to that.” Y/N chuckled, feeling Heeseung’s fingers delicately trace his waistline. “Wait, you watched the movie, didn’t it release at like two in the morning? I mean I gathered that from the-”

“What do you mean ‘the’ movie!? YES! I watched YOUR MOVIE, bitch! I would be the shittiest boyfriend on the planet if I watched it a minute later.” If Y/N wasn’t still holding him down - and if Heeseung didn’t love the feeling of being held down so much - Heeseung would’ve surged up, grabbed Y/N by his face and shook him violently for assuming so poorly of him. Y/N shot him a sheepish look with a pout, and began to move his hands off Heeseung, Heeseung caught Y/N’s wrists, though, and kept him where he was. “Don’t give me that look, you always stream my songs the moment they release and stay up until like four streaming them. You’re my biggest supporter, so of course I’m yours.”

“I know-”

“I’ve done this for all your movies, and I’ll keep doing them for all your movies if I get to have your four-a-m kisses.” Even in their weird interlocking position on the couch, Heeseung - with a firm grip still on Y/N’s wrists - brought Y/N’s arms around him so Y/N could rest his face right in the curve of Heeseung’s neck. He felt Y/N’s quickening breath slowly die down to a peaceful rhythm, and suddenly realised how exhausted Y/N must be - Heeseung wasn’t done flirting yet, though, so Y/N will have to stay conscious for a little bit longer. “So, I’m guessing this is where you kill me?”

Y/N thought about one of his favourite scenes - and in a few hours when they and the rest of ENHYPEN are conscious enough to gush about Y/N’s movie, Y/N will find out that it’s their favourite too - that almost everyone on set that day was so impressed by. That scene in the middle of the flaming cornfield where he killed almost half of the lead cast before meeting his own death. With a grin, Y/N sang softly into Heeseung’s ear, “I mean, I’d usually prefer a faulty revolver in the middle of a blazing cornfield, but I think I can work around it.”

“That plot twist was fucking evil, by the way. I knew something was up when you never told me who you were playing… Even after my lap-dances. Those always get you talking.” Heeseung said with a chuckle, that was only made louder as Y/N leaned up and jabbed Heeseung in the side.

“It took so much willpower not to tell you then and there, you should be proud of me.” Those lap-dances that Heeseung would always come in with as soon as he’s free from his practices would always happen whenever Y/N was dumb enough to wait in an empty practice room like Heeseung tells him to. Heeseung would always be sweaty as hell and careen toward Y/N with no remorse and a sly bitten lip as Y/N would just yelp for a saviour of any kind through a shy smile. It would always end with Heeseung pulling Y/N on top of him, holding him by his hips as they talked the rest of the afternoon away just like that.

It took a little bit of thinking, and way too much planning for Heeseung’s brain to handle at an hour as late as this, Heeseung lifted his hips and flipped them over. Y/N could barely let out a gasp as Heeseung held himself a hair’s breadth away from Y/N’s face and held him down to the couch by interlocked hands. “I’m very proud of you, Y/N… Not just for surviving my lap-dances, which is a feat all in itself ‘cause I think I’m pretty irresistibly sexy-”

“Here we go-”

“No, I’m sorry!” Heeseung’s chuckle was nearly as bright as the sun that threatened to rise on them. “But I’m proud of you for everything you’ve done so far, and for all the hard work you do. Your performance in that movie was amazing - fuck it, you’re amazing - and I couldn’t be any prouder to be madly in love with a pretend-murderous psychopath.”

They don't get like this often. Either they were too busy trying to find ways to fill in the miniscule gaps in their free time with noise and brightness, or they simply were in different orbits for a bit until meeting halfway in Heeseung’s sheets. Moments of raw, sweet, suffocating sincerity like this were uncommon occurrences for them, but with the way they always made both of them feel, they want to have countless more - or at least make excuses to get all sentimental and grounded in front of each other.

“I love you, Seungie… Your support means everything to me.”

“I love you more, and I’ll never stop supporting you.” Heeseung leaned in and kissed Y/N right on the tip of his nose, a place he always loved to kiss whenever he wanted to listen to the sweet melody of Y/N’s radiant, airy giggles. “Can we go to bed now? I wish to spoon my pretend-murderous psychopath.”

“But I’m so comfortable here… Let’s just fork-and-knife it here, I really don’t wanna move…”

Y/N’s pout got Heeseung every single time - his kryptonite, his achilles’ heel, whatever weakness metaphor you want to use. It always gets Heeseung melting, bending to Y/N’s wind more than he already does. Heeseung shifted over and Y/N’s legs between his, then curling around Y/N’s side to nestle himself into Y/N’s neck - this is the position they liked to call fork-and-knife, the position they always ended up in because spooning just wasn’t doing it for them anymore. Heeseung felt closer, somehow, as if he was protecting all of Y/N with all of him.

“Fine… You win… How the hell do you always win?”

“I think that’s how nature wishes to take its course, and it feels very correct.” Y/N turned his head to nudge Heeseung’s nose with his own. Heeseung nudged him back, pressed Y/N down with his cheek and began to kiss down his neck - leaving little stars to bloom when dawn sprung on them in about two hours.

Heeseung’s honestly surprised that Y/N hasn’t used his pout to his advantage more often. Maybe he sees the magnitude, the sheer power he carries.

But Heeseung also knows that no matter how much they show their love to each other, they’ll both never be able to truly grasp how deep their love runs in them. It was a feeling that nights of endless inspiration could never put into words on a page or colours on a canvas. It was an unidentifiable thing, and indefinable feeling that just ambled about in them carelessly - unaware of the sheer weight of its existence.

And they were more than fine with it being that way. As long as they had their endless nights, their four-in-the-morning kisses, their slow mornings on one hour of sleep, and the way they felt so complete with each other. Even if Y/N was a little too good at playing a murderous psychopath, Heeseung couldn’t imagine falling helplessly - and staying unconditionally - in love with anybody else.

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jameui · 2 years

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CORRUPTION (MARVEL AU)

PAIRING: Son of Stephen Strange!Lee Heeseung x Son of Wanda Maximoff!M!Reader

GENRE: Angst

WARNING: NO INFORMATION USED IN THIS FIC IS CANONICALLY TRUE. IN THAT SAME MATTER, THIS IS TO INFORM YOU THAT EVENTS USED IN THIS FIC IS PURELY FROM THE AUTHOR'S IMAGINATION. IF SOME IF THE EVENTS HAPPENED TO BE TRUE, IT IS GENUINELY OUT OF PURE COINCIDENCE. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

SUMMARY: You, just like your very own mother, was in doubt you have lost her.

(P.S. THIS WAS TAKEN AFTER THE MULTIVERSE OF MADNESS)

Just as the heroes and heroines of the scene took flight to vacate the now collapsing sacred ruins burying and taking your mother along with it, your lips separated from each other from the shock, a hand covering over your mouth as your eyes started to water caused by the scene that is breaking your heart into tiny little shards. "No..." You let out in a low voice, voice hitching from your choked back sobs.

You had expected for your mom to change, even if you were just hiding in the background careful not to be found by her. It was you planning the whole ordeal to stop your mother, but in turn had her killed for the sake of saving the others and due to her own guilt.

You couldn't let yourself believe that you have lost your mother. You knew she would have done something to rescue herself. You knew your mother better than anyone else does. You flew yourself up to the very peak of the ruins, hoping to find your own mother there, searching high and low, around every rocks and rubbles, but to no avail. You tried to clear the ruins from the fallen debris, but there was still no sign of your mother. "No, no, no! MOM!" You called out in tears, hoping for your plea to be heard. "Where are you?" You cried out, tears falling from your round E/C orbs.

This wasn't supposed to happen. This wasn't at all what you have planned. You had only helped them push through, enough to get the group close to your mother to stop her. But, they.. THEY had to take advantage of your help. That's right. This is all THEIR fault. They have to pay for what they have done. You'll show them just how reasonable you can get.

It was just like any normal day in school for Heeseung who was a college student majoring in Arts under one of the prestigious schools in the country, Heron High. No one knew who his father was, but he was admired by a lot of people considering his wits and reputation in school being the smartest person in school and of course, the most handsome.

It could have been totally a normal day, if it weren't for the loud explosion inside the school, the whole campus breaking into a loud commotion before he heard a voice. "Bring me, Strange's son!" Your voice boomed through the thick walls of the hallways, scaring everyone in your way glaring at anyone who tried to talk rather than bringing you what you wanted.

"That's me." A voice took your attention, the crowd making an opening for you to see Heeseung as they all started to run and scream knowing exactly where this was to go. "Am I the one you're looking for?"

Your eyes scanned him from top to bottom, all the while fixing the wall behind you that you have used to break into, slowly hovering back down to the ground approaching the taller male. You scoffed at him, one side of your lips lifted upwards. "Not gonna lie, thought you'd be less good looking than your adoptive father, but it looks like your face was overwhelmed by beauty. I couldn't take my eyes off of it." You said all in one go, not giving Heeseung the chance to speak when he opted to rebut. "Listen here, son of Strange. I'm going to try and make this simple." You told him, eyes turning a fiery red color taking them from your mother's, head tilted to the side as if to taunt the other male and with a flick of your wrist, the world have stopped turning, the students pausing from sprinting midway as the clock forgot to tick, the time seemingly growing tired from running.

"What do you want, M/n?" Heeseung growled in frustration, despising you with every ounce of his existence. Heeseung was never a huge fan of you, nor your mother. Knowing that the two of you were only up to no good just to get the things they wanted.

To say the least, you were shocked by the fact that Heeseung knew you when you still haven't even introduced yourself to him. In addition to that, you never even showed yourself to them. Only hiding behind everyone's shadows, taking care of the destruction your mother created, but right now you'd love to be just as destructive as your mother. "It's nice of you to let me know that I can skip the introductions. I'm glad you've heard of my name."

"There's a whole chapter dedicated and written all about you and your mother in the Dark Hold." Heeseung replied, you turning your body around to face him with a sinister smile on your face.

"So, you've held the book before?" You questioned him, Heeseung trying to save himself from the slip of tongue, but it was useless only sighing in defeat which in turn made you feel satisfied. "So, you're starting to think like mother."

Heeseung glances angrily at you, holding himself back from pouncing at you right this second. "No. Unlike your mother, I was able to avoid the temptation and corruption it held." Heeseung realizes you were trying to stall him, his blood boiling hotter. "What do you even want?"

You chuckled darkly at his question, before vanishing from his sight, reappearing right by his side. "I really don't want much, Heeseung. I just want you to repay for the damage you have done to my mother." You told him, dragging your fingertips along the line of his shoulders. Heeseung feeling himself get goosebumps under your touch. "Your father... and his 'friend', well I lost my mother because of them. Wouldn't it be just fair if they lost something as precious?" Heeseung clenches his fists in anger, gritting his teeth. "Oh, no, no. No need to be so agitated, Heeseung. I have a good heart and for whatever am I to do, I have a good reason behind it."

"If you have business with me, just say it. Stop straying away from the topic." Heeseung stated out with clenched teeth, your eyes catching sight of the historical artifact that was hanging by his neck. A smirk appears once more on your face, dashing forward towards him, taking interest on the item

"You have a nice necklace." You told him, effortlessly taking it off from him. "Would've thought this would have been gone already." You said, Heeseung late to realize that he no longer had the artifact on him until he caught sight of you holding it in a distance from him.

Heeseung felt a faint feeling of panic as he checked the area where the Eye of Agamotto was once, letting out a soft 'no' before he glared into your back, knowing better than to chase after you. "Give that back."

You were caressing the artifact before rolling your eyes and without closing the few meters between you two, you placed it back on his neck whilst you crossed your arms. "Psh, Heeseung. You get so worked up so easily." You chuckled. Though you didn't know a lot about Heeseung, it was still fun making fun of the latter. He was so hilarious, in your opinion with the reactions you receive. "You know, I had owned once an artifact almost similar as yours. I gave it to my mother to help her find my brothers, but I lost them all at once. Poof." You laughed softly, Heeseung's brows knitting together in confusion, wondering what that artifact you were talking about could have been.

Heeseung tried to solve the puzzle together, putting two and two together using the clues he got from you. As he did, his eyes suddenly fell unto your fingers that had already faded black due to the corruption caused by the only known artifact to have this type of influence to its holders. "The Dark Hold..." He whispered to himself, but, although his voice was almost as loud as a thought, it was still audible enough to be heard by you, clapping your hands in congratulatory for Heeseung was able to answer your obvious riddle. "But, how... how were you able to get a hold of it? It was under high security! It.. it—"

"Oh, honey. You didn't think you were the only one capable of stealing the Dark Hold, right? And I hope you haven't forgotten," You fauxed a concerned expression, holding your hand up, twirling a finger that projected a vision of what you've seen so far after Westville. "Your place is not the only source of the book, Heeseung."

Heeseung stammered, attempting to rack his brains out for any possible ways why you were able to travel to other universes. For all he knows, it is most certainly prohibited to be taught when it comes to magic. "But, how? Magic wielders are not to be able to—"

"Enough questions." You cut him off, casting a blast of psionic ball towards him, hitting him right on his stomach throwing him back a few yards, his back hitting against a wall. You closed in on him in a haste, a red shadow of mist following upon your wake, wrapping your hand around his throat, gripping it tightly. "You're eager to know a lot, huh? Color me impressed, but why don't I show you instead? It'll be more fun." You laughed manically, before you flew yourselves up to the air, all the while Heeseung tried to get your grip away from him.

You smiled wildly upon arriving at your destination, landing to the ground with a blast of magic. "This is where I used to study my magic," You told Heeseung, feeling his throat sting from your strong chokehold. "Home." You let out before the two of you were clouded over by a mist in crimson color as everything starts to move into place, Heeseung startled by what was suddenly happening, turning cautious and alert.

A visualization of what was once a happy household taking the place of the torn down abode you called home. "We used to be a joyous family back in my universe. Billy, Tommy, me, and Mom. We were so happy, but I grieved the loss of my father while everyone had easily moved on and wanted to bring him back." You started to tell him your story, watching the visual of a shadow following your story through the command of your fingers, treading the air as though playing with a puppet with one hand. "So, I asked for consultation from Aunt Agatha who introduced me to the Dark Hold. Aunt Agatha wasn't mean back home. She helped me. She taught me how to move from one universe to another."

"How? Even with the Dark Hold, you can't possibly learn how to do that. You're only guaranteed to be able to dream walk and possess—"

"Advanced Magic." You replied to him, suddenly a feeling of regret and guilt, telling you to stop all this nonsense this instant hit your nerves, overwhelming your thoughts. "And just like Chavez, there's only one of me." Your voice faded to a sullen tone, head hanging low as the mist is sucked back into you, eyes turning glossy from the pain.

"You don't know that." Heeseung's gentle voice spoke to you.

"Yes, I do, Heeseung. I've been to every universe in search of my dad, but couldn't find a single clue of my other selves' whereabouts." You replied to him, unable to face him due to fear of being embarrassed for showing your vulnerable side to him. "I'm not the type to easily quit... well, at least that's what I always said to convince myself and deceive me."

Heeseung wasn't exactly sure whether this was just for a show or this was part of your plan. After all, you were the son of the Scarlet Witch. If he knew anything, Maximoffs are known to be great tricksters as told to him by others, but whether or not you were merely acting he couldn't bare the sight of it and ran up to you to give you a hug.

You flinched in surprise, before you melted into his embrace, using his shoulder to cry into. You didn't know why Heeseung would trust you that so easily. Especially with the way you treated him. No one would ever dare to befriend a harmful and discord inducing living creature. You needed this, nonetheless.

After a few seconds, when Heeseung felt like you were feeling alright already, he pulled away from you to break the hug wiping the tears from your eyes. "Are you feeling better now?" He asked you as you nodded your head in reply quietly, Heeseung acknowledging your answer and smiled. "Hey, why don't I help you find your mother? My father has only been telling me bad things about your family. Maybe if I joined you, I could get to know you better."

A smirk fell upon your lips, watching the now corrupted artifact hanging by Heeseung's neck shine red. Ribbons of the same color swirling around the Eye of Agamotto, invisible to Heeseung's eyes. The tips of Heeseung's fingers taking a similar color to yours, which made you believe your plan had worked, then nodding your head at Heeseung. "That would be lovely."

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heeseung-min · 1 month

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You woke up from your sleep and stretched your body until you finally can get up and went out of the room. You walked to the kitchen and found your boyfriend, Sunoo was cooking fried rice for the breakfast.

"How was your sleep, baby?"

Sunoo asked as he felt you hugged him from behind and snuggled on his body feeling his scent. You nodded lightly and continue hugging him. Both of you stayed like this for couple minutes until Sunoo hold your wrist to let yourself go and asked you to sit on the table.

"Don't forget to eat your medicine, okay?"

Sunoo said as he handled you a pill and a glass of water. It's your daily routine to take consume the pill before you eat. Apparently, it was because an accident you had two years ago and the pill is to reduce your symptoms like nausea, fever and headache. Sunoo always monitor your condition and make sure that you will not skip it.

Sunoo watched you swallowed the pill and pat your head gently. He then brought the fried rice that he cooked to the table so both of you can eat together.

"I need to go out today. Need to buy some groceries. Make sure to not open the door to anyone, okay?"

"Okay!"

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You started to felt bored after an hour Sunoo went out. None of the channels at the TV caught your attention. Usually you will spend your time building blocks but you were too lazy today. You wanted to sleep but suddenly gasped loudly when you heard a loud knock from the front door.

You wanted to open but stopped when you remember Sunoo never knocks since he just need to enter the password to come in. You also don't have neighbour nearby. You flinched again when the second knock came. It was louder this time and the person outside even called your name.

"Y/N! Are you there?! Y/N, open the door. I'm coming to save you!!!"

Save? You were not in danger. What was this person talking about? However, despite feeling confused and curious you started to walk closer towards the door and started to unlock the door. Your curiosity towards the person made you really opened the door despite those warning that your boyfriend gave.

When you opened the door, you were met by unfamiliar man. He was panting like he just ran miles even there is nothing to run from. But before you wanted to ask something to him you were shocked by a sudden gun shot from behind him. You gasped feeling the blood splattered to your face and watched the man in front of you fell down to the floor and you were met by his shooter which was your own boyfriend, Sunoo.

"Fuck man. Why would you come here and disturb us?"

Your boyfriend said as he let down his gun and slowly walked to you. Your nervous started to kick in and made you stepped back when Sunoo became closer to the point you fell down on your butt while your body shaking.

"You okay, baby?"

"I'm....I'm sorry..I- I don't want to open it but I-"

You flinched so hard when your boyfriend make a contact with you. You thought he will hit you when his hand reached your head but instead he pat it.

"I know it's not your fault. If that man didn't knock, you will not open it."

He wiped the blood on your face with a cloth. You were still trembling after what Sunoo done just now. The way he didn't feel bothered is scaring you.

"Please don't kill me."

"Kill? Baby, I love you too much to do that. Let's get you fix, yeah?"

He said before you passed out on his arms.

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You woke up while panting and immediately looked at your surrounding. You were still in yesterday's clothes that you wore when you woke up from bed. You stared to the digital clock and today is Monday. What? Monday? Shouldn't it be Tuesday? Yesterday was Monday but what is this.

What was happening?

Were those are just your dreams?

Fuck, it's just a dream?

"You okay, baby?"

You quickly turned to your boyfriend who just went out from shower. He was drying his hair with a small towel and stared worriedly at you.

"What day is today?"

"It's Monday, silly."

He smiled and started to walk closer. Sunoo fixed the mess on your hair and caressed your cheeks gently.

"Did you have bad dream? You are sweating."

"I- I did."

"Really? What happened in your dream?", Sunoo said as he laying down beside you and hold you closer. His gentle pat on your back really helped you to calm down from the nightmare you had just now.

You became silent at his question. You don't know whether you should tell him the truth or not.

"It was traumatize. I just don't want to talk about it."

Sunoo didn't say anything and pushed your body up so both of you are staring to each other.

"I'm so sorry for you but now I'm here beside you. There's nothing gonna happen as long as I'm with you."

And you finally felt relieved knowing that all of that were just a dream. Of course your sweet lovely boyfriend aren't psycho. He's not like that.

Or was it really just a dream?

Sunoo smirked when he felt you sleep again. Ah, thank god he was quick to call Heeseung and do some hypnosis on you yesterday. He can't believe some people really brave to come here and cause ruckus. You were literally fine living with him.

"Nothing's gonna come between us, baby. I promise you that."

ahahaha how is that? Sunoo on yandere mode is a 🤌🤌🤌🤌

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petalsscribbles · 1 month

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Bad habits

summary: yn encounters his ex at a party he didnt even want to go to. A handsome stranger offers to help him chase his ex away. Unbeknownst to yn, the stranger is actually Lee Heeseung, popular but aloof music production major with good grades and bad habits.

pairing: lee heeseung x male reader

genre: smau, fluff, humor, angst(mayhaps a sprinkle), college au, grumpy x sunshine

featuring: enhypen members, yeji from itzy, yunjin from le sserafim, soobin from TXT

content warning: cheating ex, smoking, alcohol consumption, kms and sexual jokie jokes, cursing, situationship

status: completed :D

started: 18.3.2024

finished: 7.4.2024

taglist: closed

author's note: this is my first smau plz be nice to me babes T.T (also excuse the weird header i tried my best ok)

disclaimer: this is a work of fiction and is not meant to be taken seriously or as a representation of the idols.

navigation:

profiles

profiles 1 profiles 2

chapters:

the party

introductions (smau+written)

morning after

phone call

late night date

night out (smau+written)

the million dollar question

he's mine

aftermath

flower prince

drunken mistake

talk of shame

비틀비틀 (smau+written)

the arrangement

confrontation

getaway

mission simpossible

jealousy jealousy

overthinking

confession (smau+written)

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ddeonuswhre · 3 months

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ㅤㅤ You are everything, 𝗺𝘆 everything.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤLee Heeseung x M!reader. — pt. ⑴

Summary: Heeseung ruined things with you, and with that, you decided to distance yourself from him. This would be affected by a talk when looking for a way to have you again.

Genre: Love/hate, friends to lovers.

Warning: fluff, arguing.

+4k words.

It had been two weeks since you tried to avoid any type of contact with Heeseung, you felt bad in every sense of the word since not only did you kiss him, but you were also his way of being able to see and feel his ex-girlfriend one last time. After leaving his house crying, everything changed abruptly; you stopped sitting next to him, you stopped eating with him during breaks and you even decided to delete all contact with him from your phone, you wished you could delete him even from the earth.

Your thoughts were affected by your teacher's voice and the bell that signaled the next class. "So.. Do you want to do the job with me, M/N?" It was the words of your friend, Jake, that made you grounded again. You nodded after a few seconds. You smiled as you left hugging him and on the other side of the door you could notice your best friend, Heeseung, his gaze revealed his anger and sadness at the same time, something inside you wanted to run to hug him, cheer him up. You squeezed your cheeks after owering your gaze and walked past him.

"M/N." the brunette said in a serious tone as he crossed his arms and leaned his shoulder against a locker. "We need to talk."

Your whole body froze at the sudden voice behind you, on the other hand your new friend decided to pat you softly on the back as a sign that he was leaving, you sighed after turning around and seeing him standing still, his gaze didn't leave you which made you nervous.

"Is something wrong, Hee?" You said in a soft tone, your hands playing inside the pocket of that blue jacket you were wearing as a way to control yourself.

"Yes, it happens, I-I mean what happened... what I did was wrong, I'm sorry. I should never have kissed you just because I was looking for her, I was an idiot." He exclaimed in an embarrassed and nervous tone. He didn't know what words to use with you, at least not now.

You let out a nervous and ironic laugh. Once again, your face reflected an expression of disappointment. What was he looking for by asking for your forgiveness again? It was the fourth time in two weeks, two weeks where you were able to think for the first time about yourself, about your well-being.

"Heeseung, please stop saying this. What do you want from me?" Your eyes would start to glaze over after the question. You were really keeping all of this in, and you couldn't stop now. "What else are you going to tell me? That you were drunk? I already know that it was a mistake to reciprocate, and it was a mistake to think that you loved me like I loved you, just forget it and leave me alone. Get another toy."

Heeseung was stunned, his lips opened, and his jaw dropped. He didn't know that you were in love with him, and much less did he know the way he should address you now. You on the other hand just gave him a wry smile after not getting a direct answer, instead you could only see him clench his fists and look directly at you, something in you gave up on him since this would have been the complete break of your relationship with him.

You turned around to leave that awkward moment, but a hand firmly grabbed your arm. "I want to know everything, I need to know what I did that night, please." Heeseung said as he approached you and slowly released your forearm.

Would it really help? You had no choice but to nod to his command and say: "Okay, go to my house after class." A smile lit up his face as he nodded a couple of times. That boy would have left a kiss on your forehead, and just like that, they would rush off to class.

"Do you remember what we did a week ago? It was too funny, I couldn't stop laughing at your face." Jake said as he laughed at you remembering the last time you saw each other for a previous project, you nodded as you left a small smack on his leg, this in order to keep him silent.

"Stop! This time, it won't be like that, I already learned more about physics, all thanks to you." You smiled widely after praising your friend and seeing how he behaved just like a small golden puppy. Your happiness was interrupted after hearing your doorbell ring. You remained calm after Jake stood up and went to open the door.

"M/N, they're looking for you here!" He shouted as he peacefully returned to his seat and let the taller one enter behind the blonde. Heeseung would have arrived after two hours since classes ended. You had no choice but to ask him to wait on the couch while you finished your project. The hours went by very quickly after you kept finishing some reports and little else, Heeseung spent most of that time rolling his eyes or just looking at his phone, why did he feel upset seeing you so close to the other boy? Was it jealousy? That answer was still not very clear to him, and he avoided thinking more about it after opening his gallery. He sought to distract himself by looking at a folder of the two of you, after all you were the only one he was really close with, inside said folder he found several photos and videos of you and, the strange thing? The thing is that all those images were taken while you were distracted or asleep.

"Hee? Ah, here you are, I'm sorry it took longer than expected. Some things got complicated and..." You sat down next to him while you vaguely apologized. You inevitably looked at his cell phone and noticed a photo of the two of you. while they were sleeping. You smiled a little at that and then looked at him out of the corner of your eye. Your friend was smiling a little before putting his eyes on you.

"M/N, tell me about what I did that night." Heeseung took the audacity to take your hand and caress it gently. His grip was firm but gentle at the same time to let you know that he didn't want to let you go. You swallowed a little saliva as you tried to get a little further away from him and thus begin to tell him what happened, you sighed as you told him without pauses what happened that night, at least that's what you did before seeing how the boy caressed your cheek with the help of his thumb. You froze since you were afraid that everything would repeat itself. You frowned after taking his hand and putting it down as soon as you could.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Those were the only words that came out of your mouth, you stood up after he also let go of your hand; you didn't know what to do or what to say, the only thing you did have in mind was to get as far as you could into the room. "I wanted to feel your skin again, that's why I did it, I wanted to see if I could make you smile the same way I used to when we were still friends." Those words caused disgust in you, your hands passed over your head as you looked for a way to reason what he said.

"Hee.. What did you mean by coming to my house and 'feel my skin'? This doesn't make sense. You said you wanted to talk about what happened, and there it is, I already told you everything." You raised the volume of your voice, and with that, you looked directly at him. You couldn't think clearly. Everything happened so quickly, and without warning, everything felt strange.

"I wanted to see if the kiss was really just an excuse to get closer to you beyond just our friendship. Do you want to know the truth? I think that for months ago, even before I met you and my ex, I felt something for you."

Now it's you who couldn't say a single word or action. You were paralyzed by what he said.

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orecana · 11 months

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Insatiable bloodlust

ENHYPEN x male reader

Hello everyone. I'm back with another enhypen fic. I hope this is suitable to everyone's taste. I also want to thank the people who read and liked my moonbin post. It means so much to me as a writer. I hope you enjoy it!

(note:pink chat letters are y-n speaking. I also put a game reference in there. Mind guessing? It's a fun side thing.)

In the middle of the night when the moon is shining brightly, 3 boys were casually talking to each other at a bus stop. They suddenly stopped when they gazed at a direction before leaving.

A boy walk up to that place, wanting to get home. He sees a book, just sitting there and waiting for someone to pick it up. Curious, he picks it up and opens it. It was blank and nothing is written in it, but there is a letter.

"You are invited to our bloody birthday party"

He stood there dumbfounded as two figures emerges behind him. It was two other boys. Under the bright light of the moon, their shadows turn into something sinister, a blood hungry werewolf. Unknown to them, the boy who received the letter licks his pink plump lips as his eyes turn into a bright pink color.

"This is gonna be a fun night."

Y-n arrived at the party as all eyes were on him. I mean who wouldn't stare at such a god?

He scans the surrounding area, quite a lively party with many people thirsty for him, not that he can blame them. Y-n smirks as he spot the drinks table and helped himself to some wine. He gently sips it down as he sits on a sofa.

"Quite exquisite, very flavourful."

The air shifts around him as he open his eyes to look in front of him to see a boy in front of him.He raised his eyebrow and put down his glass. The boy approach him and spoke in a very harsh tone.

Why are you here, Vampire hunter!?

Y-n just smirk as he just stand up and walk close to the boy.

My my, you're a smart one. You've already figured out who I am. However, I won't tell you anything, well not while there are audiences around.

They look around to see many people looking at them, whispering among each other.

The boy sighs before tugging on Y-n's hand.

Follow me!

He lead y-n to a secret area of the party house.

Once they entered, y-n flicked his fingers and multiple strings surrounded the area. The boy in front of him jumped a bit because of this.

Now now, you can't expect me to not do anything when I see 6 other suspicious individuals.

Y-n slowly let the individuals go as he walk to the center of the room to face 7 different men.

They're pretty good looking.

One of the 7 men step forward, his tall appearance and buff arms made Y-n flinched a bit.

Why are you here?

Y-n sighs as he motions his arm as if he's telling the guy to go away. *Shoo shoo gesture*

I had a mission to neutralize every vampire in this party. It is practically a house full of vampires, with my skills I could wipe this place clean. However, I had a change of heart after meeting him.

He says as he looks at the boy from earlier.

I can tell that you don't want trouble, so I won't go around the bush. Will you help me neutralize the vampires here?

All 7 of them were wide eyed as if y-n was asking such a stupid question. One of them shouted at his face.

And why would we do that?

Y-n's instincts were triggered. He looked around ,but he didn't see an opening... Unless..

Out of the way!

He pushed the guy who screamed at him out of the way and pull out his blade to slash the mirror. After a brief moment, the corpse of a vampire replaced that area.

Y-n exhales as he turn around and look at the vampires.

Are you guys okay?

The men were stunned at his actions. Despite being a vampire hunter, he had just saved one from dying.

You didn't let me finish. Like what you just saw, The vampires here are about to be out of control soon. I was sent here to neutralize them and save those who can be saved.

The 7 men look at each other then at y-n who is visibly stressed. One of them spoke to him.

What if we don't help you then? What will you do?

Then I'll take care of everything by myself, like I always did.

They smiled at the vampire hunter's sincere words and approached him together.

We will work with you. For the better of our clan

It is an honor, yang jungwon.

The leader was surprised.

Do you already know us?

Y-n halfheartedly chuckled

Silver wolf told me you guys would be friendly. You are jungwon the leader, the guy to your left is jay, the other guy near him is heeseung. The people on your right are sunoo Jake and ni-ki.

Then Y-n eyes the dark corridor on his left.

And the guy standing there is park sunghoon.

Slowly sunghoon emerges from the shadows revealing himself. Y-n gulped.

Those muscles look like they could kill!

We will help you take care of the out of control vampires for you. Sunoo is specialized in healing so he will stick with us.

Y-n halfhearted laughs as he look at the 7 vampires. He never thought that he would get help.

I appreciate it, truly. Now let's take care of them now.

He looks at them all and they nod.

The other 6 vampires go their separate ways to handle as many vampires as they could.

Y-n and sunghoon were the front lines, going down to the main party area to see all the vampires already out of control. They swarmed them, ready to take a bite out of each and every skin. Sunghoon was fairing quite well against them with his punches and kicks, while Y-n was immobilizing them with his blade. Y-n was tired and it reached the breaking point when he and sunghoon got bitten. The crowd was simply too much. Y-n laughs darkly as he pulls out his guns and he looks at the crowd, eyes glowing pink.

Good times never lasts, time to say bye!

He twirls around while shooting his twin guns, immobilizing them with strings and suffering multiple hits.

He stops and turns around to look at sunghoon in the face.

BOOM!

The strings pop as more gun shots were heard as the vampires scream in pain. Sunghoon was shocked of how strong y-n is. The screams soon ends as an arachnid forms under him.

Y-n falls onto the floor as sunghoon dash to grab him.

Tired....

Sunghoon pitied the vampire hunter, he went through all this way just to save their kind. He looks at y-n breathing heavily as he raises his head, showing his neck.

Sunghoon had to bite the urge to mark that neck as his own, but he calmed himself knowing that jungwon will not be pleased.

He teleports them to a safe area within the house and lay him down in one of the resting bed. He sat near the bed as he watched y-n resting, breathing still irregular but better than before.

He sighs as he waits for the others to arrive.

They arrived soon enough and were shocked at the vampire hunter's condition.

Sunoo immediately rushes over to heal him as they discussed about y-n and the events so far.

Soon however, they were flooded with a scent so sweet they had to groan and control themselves. It was coming from y-n who is now awake and grumbling miserably.

I can't believe I had gone into this side of me here.

Jungwon managed to choke a reply.

W-what do you mean?

I have another side to me that I don't usually show. I called it my "seductive side". My scent will be more sweeter and will be more difficult to resist. I usually only use this to lure in vampires but it seems I lost to much power that I automatically switched to this.

If I want to get out of this form, I need some emergency supplies and luckily I have plenty, right in front of me.

He says as he gets out of the bed and walk towards sunghoon.

He smiles darkly as he kisses sunghoon in the lips, who returns the gesture almost immediately. The others couldn't resist anymore as well as they also pounced on the vampire hunter.

You want supplies? We'll give you your supplies!

Let's just say, feasting is what happened that day.

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sutang-hoon · 2 years

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can u write about somnophilia with heeseung pls? >.<

la rouge — lee heeseung x male!reader (m.)

PAIRING: lee heeseung x male!reader (he/him)

SUMMARY: both you and heeseung are the sons of the very wealthy families, to whom were invited to a fine dinner party to a hotel downtown - the two of you, gentlemen, were placed in the same hotel room for the night.

WARNINGS: switch!heeseung and male!reader, somnopholia, (with consent, please ask your partner about this if you ever wanna try it) unprotected sex, oral sex (heeseung receiving) anal sex, making out, breeding kink, humiliation kink and nasty stuff

SONG REC: la rouge - red velvet (when our eyes meet, i can't hide the excitement on my face, as if attracted to gravity (you are attracted to me)

AUTHOR'S NOTE: this is my first ever smut! i hope you guys like the lengthy plot this fic has

the light hum of the a/c fills the room.

the brush's bristles glide smoothly against the eyeshadow palette. the woman lifts it and swipes it over your eye.

you are currently in the most notorious, luxurious 5-star hotel in the heart of the city. rooms so expensive only the filthy rich can afford, food that is made by highly skilled chefs, and endless accommodations for everyone.

you were invited to a dinner party in one of the notorious ballrooms of the hotel - and so were other high-profile people.

lee heeseung. the son of one of the richest ceos in the country who runs a powerful multi-billion dollar company. his good looks have people smitten with him, his good manners and he never fails to dress up in the most luxurious outfits ever, hailing from luxurious fashion houses.

fine gentleman.

you. you were also the son of one of the richest ceos in the country. both your father's company and heeseung's father's company have some kind of friendly rivalry. no hard feelings.

the makeup artist continues to apply your smokey eyeshadow. you look in the mirror - you look amazing. the makeup artist did a great job.

"so, you fine young man," the makeup artist starts, "anyone to impress tonight?"

you smile, thinking about heeseung already. you can already imagine how delicious he'd look.

"i guess i do." you smile at the makeup artist, who is currently fixing her makeup palettes.

"i'm ready." you stand up and look at yourself in the mirror for one last time. thanking the makeup artist, you leave the hotel room, making your way to heeseung's. although you did share the same room, heeseung's makeup artist requested to do his makeup in another room so she could focus, you agreed.

as you walk through the hotel hallway, you smile and feel your heartbeat picking up its pace. you're both excited and nervous to see heeseung. he'll look so good.

as soon as you arrived in front of heeseung's room, you lightly knocked. you waited for the door to open.

the door finally opened, and heeseung stood there smiling.

jesus.

heeseung looked better than you thought.

from his hair, his jet-black hair was styled so that it exposed his forehead. he had a pair of earrings - you could tell it was expensive. his eyeshadow was subtle, but it does the job. he wore contacts.

it suddenly felt hot in the hotel.

you bit your lip unconsciously and you checked him out a little bit too long, enough for heeseung to call you "hello? still there?"

"sorry." the both of you smile at each other before heeseung thanks his own makeup artist and gets ready to leave with you.

"gentlemen." the man welcomes you both, to which the both of you greet him back.

you finally arrived at the great hall, and it looked gorgeous. chandeliers made with the finest materials hung from the ceiling, the walls were encrusted in gold, the tables finely set and covered with the smoothest silk.

you could tell that the event hasn't started yet. people were still coming into the ballroom and the food hasn't been served yet.

a woman guides the two of you to your table. there were people already seated and the two of you greeted them before finally sitting down.

heeseung starts a conversation with another man - you just sit there, wondering when this will all end. dirty thoughts run through your mind, heeseung looks delicious, for the nth time.

you did remember something he said.

"wanna try sucking me off while i'm sleeping?"

you couldn't contain the blush that was about to seep through your cheeks.

"are you... okay with that?" you ask heeseung, who is sitting beside you on the couch, arm wrapped around you.

"isn't that exciting?" heeseung leans into your ear, his voice turning darker. "sucking me off like the dirty little boy you are."

you came back to earth once you hear feedback coming from the ballroom's speakers. the man leans in and says a "hello?" reverting everyone's attention to the stage.

"i hope everyone is having a great time tonight. the food will be ready soon, accompanied by the live band we had hired today."

while speaking, you feel a hand creep up your leg to your thigh. it was obviously heeseung. he does this all the time when he's bored.

heeseung lightly squeezes your thigh from time to time, nothing new. you listen to the man on stage and heeseung does the same.

"and with that, cheers!" the man raises his glass of champagne, you all did the same before taking a sip. the wine tasted good and was expensive.

"have a great night everyone!" the man walks off the stage to be replaced by the live band - the food was ready, and the two of you stand up to get some food.

"may i have this dance?" heeseung asks you and fuck, that was attractive. you agreed, and the two of you start dancing, slowly.

everyone had finished their food, and now, it was time for the dance. the dj put on a relaxing, slow jazz song. you could feel a lot of eyes on you, considering you were a pretty high-profile person yourself, but you could care less.

"when our eyes meet, i can't hide the excitement on my face"

heeseung looked into your eyes. his eyes were ever so curved in a way that he looks so endearingly at you. you shoot him a grin - you like heeseung, a lot.

the two of you sway side to side lightly. the light hum of the song dances across the room, the cold wind from the a/cs above tickles your hair and face and your world was focused on heeseung and heeseung only.

"i can feel that burning heart, step by step,"

you inch closer to each other, never breaking eye contact.

"the two of us are narrowing down"

you continue dancing slowly into the night.

heeseung was surprisingly tired - he says it over and over again as the two of you walk back to your room as quickly as possible. you didn't want to run into another person.

you finally made it to the room, pressing the keycard against the door to unlock it.

after settling down, you figured that taking a shower and washing up would be nice, after all, you both had a long day.

heeseung plops down on the bed immediately. he didn't even bother to take off his makeup nor change into his pjs, but you just shrugged it off. he closes his eyes.

you patted your wallet, shit.

you left your phone on one of the ballrooms tables.

"hey hee, i'll be back in a minute. i forgot my phone downstairs." you quickly leave, earning a hum from heeseung, who turns onto his side.

you rush towards the elevator and immediately got in. once the elevator reaches your floor, you jogged, almost ran, towards the ballroom.

thankfully, it's still open although most of the people inside were hotel staff.

"excuse me, have you seen a phone on one of the tables?" you asked one of the staff, who appears to be fixing the tables.

"oh, you were the one who left it?" the man walks over to another hotel staff, who seems to have put your phone aside, and gives it to you.

"thank you so much." you smile before heading back to your room.

you finally enter your room with a big sigh. placing your phone on the nightstand, you walked over to heeseung on the bed.

he snores. cute. you were about to wake him up.

suddenly, your heart starts pounding in your chest - you could feel your pants tighten.

heeseung's brows were knitted together, his lips slightly parted, his hair was slightly messy. heeseung likes to move a lot when sleeping.

then you remembered what heeseung said.

a strong urge to do heeseung then and there grows inside you. you wanted to touch him so badly, but your other half told you to just leave him alone.

"fuck it."

you hover above heeseung, who's still sleeping soundly, he looks so cute and hot at the same time - how can someone look this good?

your shaky hands start to slide on heeseung's pants. his pants hugged his legs, thighs and well, his thing so beautifully.

all of your blood runs south, you grow more and more nervous as time passes. unbuckling heeseung's pants, you slide them down enough for his boxers to be on display.

"here goes nothing." you slid down his boxers - you had to bite back a moan as you see his huge cock just lying there, ready to be used.

you plant several kisses on him, starting from his navel. you work your way down before stopping above heeseung's length.

you look up at heeseung. he's still sleeping.

a wave of arousal takes over you as you start kissing his length. you lightly grip heeseung's cock in your hand before swiping the tip over your lips.

you hear heeseung let out a small grunt and you giggle as you take him in your mouth. his length was now sitting on your tongue, getting used to the sheer size of him as you try not to gag.

your tongue circles his tip as your other free hand plays with his balls. your tongue dances around his cock - from his tip to the base and back to the tip again.

"mh!"

heeseung is definitely starting to wake up now, judging by how he starts shaking a little bit as you take him whole in your mouth.

"feels good, pretty boy?" you continue on sucking, licking doing the most to finally wake him up. you were too damn needy at this point.

you wanted lee heeseung so bad.

"s-shit."

you felt a tight grip on your scalp. heeseung's finally awake.

your lips slide off heeseung's length and heeseung whimpers as the pleasure slowly fades away, a pout on his lips.

"you sucked me off while i was sleeping." heeseung watches as you smirk and lick at his tip again, to which heeseung throws his head back, his adam's apple bobbing as he gulps.

"yeah, couldn't help myself because of how fucking delicious you looked."

heeseung tries to hide the blush that grows on his cheeks.

it's funny. the two of you were always seen as gentlemen. gentlemen who are well mannered. gentlemen who'd never do such dirty things.

and here the two of you are, growing desperate for each other as the two of you make eye contact, heeseung's dick still in your mouth.

"yesyesyes!" heeseung repeats like a mantra.

heeseung is shaking, he feels hot all over his body, his brain too clouded with lust, thinking about you and you only.

the coil in his abdomen gets tighter and tighter and tighter, threatening to snap at any moment. he feels the pleasure intensify.

"f-fuck, i-i'm gonna cum." heeseung tightens his grip on your scalp as you start humming around his length. the vibrations push heeseung to the edge even more.

heeseung starts crying out loud as he feels his high come closer and closer - his eyes are closed tight, sweat running down his face, his eyeshadow starting to turn runny.

what turns heeseung more was the fact he was still in his clothes, the suit made him feel even hotter.

you pin heeseung's hips down on the bed as he starts squirming and thrashing around. heeseung starts twitching in your mouth, signaling his release.

heeseung cries out, loud, as he empties into your mouth. his high has his thighs shaking so bad that you could feel your hands tremble along with his thighs.

heeseung's high was actually so intense he almost blacks out for real. your pull back with a pop, cum and spit mixed in your mouth. you swallow it all as you watch heeseung pant and recover.

the night grows on - the two of you are too focused as you share a desperate kiss, wrapping your arms behind heeseung's neck as you kiss heeseung deeper.

you both pull back as you stare into each other's eyes.

"let me return the favor." heeseung dives in and scatters a bunch of kisses across your neck. you let out tiny whimpers that drive heeseung crazy. pretty. he thinks.

you both help each other, taking both of your suit coats off - you can't help but get hard at the thought of seeing heeseung's toned body, he did talk about working out after all.

the both of you unbutton your shirts, throwing them somewhere in the room. you were the only one who took your pants off since heeseung's was already off from earlier.

you bite your lip as heeseung pulls his shirt off.

holy fucking shit.

he was toned. although he wasn't ripped ripped, he still had an outline of what could be his abs. you moan at the sight, to which heeseung smiles. "like the sight?"

"i love it." heeseung gets on the bed, closing the space between you two before sharing another deep kiss.

with your gentleman image far long gone, heeseung kisses down your body - he admires it for a while before parting your legs, you were hard, pre-cum leaking from the tip.

a dollop of lube falls on heeseung's fingers as he rubs it on your hole, to which you gasped since it was cold.

"breathe, okay?" heeseung looks up at you, and you nod.

heeseung slowly pushes a finger in causing you to throw your head back, pulling your bottom lip in between your teeth. you would be lying if you said you were patient enough. you wanted heeseung inside you immediately.

heeseung adds a second finger, curling them inside you. heeseung chuckles before kissing your tip, causing you to jolt.

he curls his fingers and moves them around, looking for your sweet spot. when he finds it, you cry out loud enough for heeseung to shush you.

heeseung adds a third finger and his fingers move inhumanely fast. you grow needier as the coil in your abdomen tightens.

"h-heeseung, please." you sound so dirty, so destroyed, to which heeseung chuckles.

goddamn. that chuckle was so dark and low that you shiver a little.

"is this what you wanted from me? hm? imagine everyone's reaction once they see the seemingly innocent looking son of the ceo shaking like a little bitch, would you want that?"

heeseung's words were humiliating - so humiliating that you wanted to cry. heeseung cooes, it's not like he cares anyway.

"t-the same goes to you, fucking the son of the ceo, aren't we rivals?" you bite back.

the fingers that were once inside you were now gone as you clench around nothing. "alright, i think you're ready."

heeseung teases your hole with his tip and you groan in frustration. "just put it inside me, please."

heeseung slowly pushes inside as the two of you moan - heeseung just stays idle, resting his head on your shoulder.

"move."

how needy. heeseung thinks.

he pulls far back to the point where his cock is so close to falling out and...

thwip!

heeseung thrusts so hard you almost screamed - heeseung starts thrusting at an animalistic pace, you cry out, dragging your nails behind heeseung's back.

"good boy, taking me so well." heeseung lets out a moan when you clench around him, his moans were really pretty.

the both of you stare into each other eyes. sweaty, both your hair a mess, both of you are so hard it's almost painful. the room seems to have grown insanely hot, your heated skin gliding across the silk sheets, hell, even your eyeshadow is now smudged due to how much you're sweating.

you wanted to stay like this forever, dazed and drowning in pleasure. you wanted to be like this with heeseung forever.

your energy starts draining with every slap of heeseung's hips. he was fucking you so hard the bed could give in any moment now.

"my prince is so pretty for me, crying and shaking like a little shit, so desperate for my cock." heeseung lets out a guttural moan, looking at how he disappears inside you.

both of your highs were near, the room was filled with the sound of your moans "ah, ah, ahs" and the sound of the bed creaking.

your bite your fingers as heeseung drives his hips against yours - your cock was so red and drowned in precum, neglected.

"so good for me, pretty boy. so tight and handsome for me."

"heeseung, cum ah- inside me, please." you couldn't take it anymore - you felt like you were about to explode. heeseung couldn't hold it in anymore, he was craving for release too.

the two of you share a deep kiss and your moans increase in volume. your nails dig into heeseung's back, you were sure it'll leave some marks.

"oh fuck, fuck!" heeseung cries out, biting his lip as he starts getting overwhelmed from the sensations he was being given. both of your bodies felt like they were on fire now, you were sweating profusely.

"c'mon my prince, give it to me. cum for me like the good boy you are."

"f-fuck, shit!" heeseung lets his groans flow into your lips as he stutters, emptying into your hole. you in turn scream into his lips as you came, some of your release landing on your face.

the both of you were left panting - your release was so good, that you could feel your consciousness slipping in and out. heeseung just flops on top of you and he was still sensitive that he just stays inside you.

after a few minutes passed, heeseung stands up although his legs were shaky and grabbed a towel to clean the mess. you follow, standing up and checking your phone.

12:56 am.

"oh wow." heeseung walks over to you, peeking over your shoulder, curious as to what you were looking at.

heeseung gives you a grin, to which you roll your eyes at him.

"guess i fucked you good, huh?" heeseung picks up his disheveled clothes that were thrown on the ground earlier and folds them.

"whatever." you walk into the bathroom to shower and wash up.

after that night, the two of you act like nothing happened, as if you two didn't do the nastiest stuff behind closed doors.

as if you two were perfect gentlemen.

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