#lee heeseung x y/n

[sincerelyrki]

but i love the taste of you

Heeseung never did enjoy lollipops, their overrated taste never interesting him. But perhaps tasting it from your lips could change everything. As for the laptop? It just happened to be in the perfect place, at the perfect time.

pairing : bf!heeseung x fem!reader

warnings + genre : smut. profanity. licking. biting. heeseung is lowkey obsessed. unprotected sex (pls don’t!). oral (both ways). kissing over a lollipop (trust 🙏). recording. switch!heeseung. switch!reader. little bit of degrading (just a bit, promise). spit it mentioned a few times. 18+. mdni.

wc : 3.9k

a/n : you can probably see my addiction to secondhand tasting [ cherry lips, a cherry for my cherry, and now this one… (the lollipop was def cherry flavoured in my head)] anyways, this is only my second time writing full smut so please lmk how i did! fb + rbs are always appreciated <3

Heeseung sat with his jaw clenched; hands fisting by his side as he watched your lollipop glide down your tongue, satisfying pops sounding out whenever you pulled it from your mouth. 

He felt like he was losing his mind, his patience wearing thin the longer he listened to your soft hums of delight. 

The sounds were identical to the ones he had you making just hours ago, your body still clad in nothing but his t-shirt and your cute little panties. 

You were daunting him, you had to be. There was no other explanation as to why you were making all these erotic sounds, why you were licking your lollipop in the same way you had done to him that same morning. 

Heeseung rose to a stand, feet bringing him towards you without hesitation. He stood tall in front of you, his body blocking your vision from your computer’s screen. 

“I can’t see, baby. Can you please move over?” You looked up at him over your lashes, wide eyes matching your perfectly pouted lips.

Heeseung swore under his breath, his pants tightening as he laid a firm hand on your shoulder, gently pushing you to lean back against the couch. 

You sat back with a smirk, teeth still pressing down on the lollipop stick. At first, you didn’t mean to make the whole scene suggestive, but you’d never pass up the opportunity to tease your boyfriend. 

You knew how easily he got turned on, how easy it was for you to turn him to putty in your hands. It wasn’t that you always took advantage of it, but there’s no harm in doing it every once in a while. 

Especially when he looked as good as he did now, his messy hair - courtesy to you- stirring your arousal as the reminder of your long morning came rolling back.

You sat still under him, your eyes never leaving his heated ones, basking in the way he glared down at you. You had been fantasizing about his reaction, about how rough he would take you.

There’s nothing that irritated Heeseung more than when his good girl teased him, but there’s also nothing that turned him on more. 

There was something about your innocent facade, your delicate eyes staring at him with the warmth of the morning sun. Something about the way you conceived everyone into thinking you were some perfect, flawless, princess. 

The way you convinced everyone that you were nothing like how you actually were, you’re just a brat wearing a pretty face. But you were only Heeseungs brat, something he proved to you whenever he could.

Heeseung turned his back towards you, bending at the waist to pick up your computer. He rolled his eyes at the rotting footage playing across from him, some random romance sitcom with no specific plot.

It was the same genre you always chose to indulge in, sitting pretty while your brain worked on autopilot to create its own interpretations of how these soulless actors would portray these tedious scenes. 

That’s when an idea hit Heeseung, one that he’d been fantasizing about since the day he first touched you. What better movie is there to watch, than the one you create with the person you love?

It was perfect, everything about it. 

And so Heeseung turned back around, putting his weight on one knee and he moved the other on your other side. He sat down on your plush thighs, straddling you as you sunk deeper into the couch. 

You had long lost eye contact your the man before you, the computer blocking your sight. You ignored the way your show suddenly turned quiet, rolling your eyes at what you thought was Heeseung being over dramatic.

But what he had done next, was something that you’d be thinking about the next time you needed some sort of relief, your hands down your parties as you pleasured yourself to the thought of your boyfriend. 

Heeseung placed the computer on the side table, the two of you fitting perfectly in frame. He barely glanced at the screen before he grabbed your jaw, one hand holding it as the other pressed down on your bottom lip.

Two sides of Heeseung’s fingers touched against the lollipop in your mouth, sandwiching it between his fingers as he pried your mouth open. 

You looked up at Heeseung in shock, the lollipop sitting loose in your mouth as you allowed him to control your body in the ways he wanted. 

“You know, I’m not a huge fan of lollipops…” Heeseung trailed off, his fingers crawling from your mouth and onto your tongue. He swiped two fingers across the sugary surface of the lollipop, trailing it in a line across one side of the candy.

He then dragged his fingers from the lollipop, across your tongue, and to your lips. He used his fingers to rub the sweetness across your mouth, a sweet coat of sugar replacing your long smudged lipgloss.

“But I love the taste of you.” He used the same two fingers to pull the candy from your mouth, leaning it to vertically press against your lips. He leaned down to your face, pressing his lips to the other side of the lollipop.

He then angled the stick in a way that allowed the lollipop to stick in the middle of both of your lips, the taste transferring to the both of you. 

He closed his eyes, uncaring of the fact that yours were wide open and staring directly at him. He gently stuck out his tongue, removing his lips enough to run his tongue across the side of the lollipop.

He turned his head as his tongue slowly moved across it, eventually meeting the end and ending on the corner of your lips.

Heeseung stayed in that position, his lips barely touching yours as he let out a quiet hum, licking the sugar off his lips as he reopened his eyes. “Delicious” He pressed a small peck to the side of your lips, pulling back to sit up straight.

Heeseung was still holding the lollipop to your lips, only this time he turned the stick so the end was facing towards his chest, the candy facing towards your mouth.

He made a show of opening his mouth, sticking out his tongue as he let a hushed “a” sound leave his lips.

He gave you a small smirk as you followed his command, lips opening wide as you stuck your tongue out the same way. “Good girl” Heeseung cooed at you in a tone that was anything but proud. 

He pushed the candy back in your mouth, using his other hand to close your jaw around it. “You’re so pretty like this, with your dirty lips wrapped around something.” Heeseung quirked an amused eyebrow as you responded to his degrading words with a whine, furrowed eyebrows staring up at him.

“Oh? You don’t look pretty with something in your mouth?” You whined again, eyebrows furrowing even more. Heeseung tilted his head to the side, face pulling up in an unfamiliar way.

 “Lips aren’t dirty” You tried speaking through your closed mouth, words barely recognizable. Heeseung humorlessly chucked at your words, a proud grin settling on his face.

“M’sorry baby, you have the prettiest lips.” Your forehead smoothed as you sunk back down, satisfied with his answer. “Should we show the camera?”

Heeseung leaned over to grab the laptop, his teeth on display as he replayed your reaction in his head. The way your body tensed at his words, eyes widening a fraction and legs jolting. 

“You must think I'm dumb, don’t you? Don’t think I haven’t noticed.” You were filled with the same desires as Heeseung, your fantasy of recording each other haunting you every time you have sex. 

“I know my dumb baby too well, there isn’t anything I haven’t already seen.” Heeseung was now watching their reflection on the screen, his desire growing as he watched the way you began pushing against him. 

“Is my baby getting needy?” Through the screen he watched as you rapidly nodded, teeth still pressing down on the lollipop. “Good, let’s show the camera how pretty your lips are first.”

Heeseung brought the laptop up between the two of you, holding it near your chest as he stared down at you, “hold it.” 

With the laptop held securely in your hands, Heeseung turned his attention back to your candy. This time, he opened your mouth in a different way. 

He pushed down on the lollipop, forcing your mouth to open due to the pressure. He slowly slid it out from your mouth, his mouth salivating as the sweet scent reached his nose. 

The camera got a close-up of the way a small string of saliva connected from your mouth to the candy, caught the way it disappeared as Heeseung’s head swooped in from over the laptop as pressed against yours.

Filthy sounds filled the room, your messy kiss being caught from a lowered angle. Though many might now think the angle would be ideal, it was nothing less than perfect.

It perfectly captured the way Heeseung’s tongue wrapped around yours, the way your head chased after his as he pulled back to change angles. 

It caught everything, including your pretty moans. 

Heeseung carelessly tossed the lollipop behind him, the table close enough for it to land on without having to look. He moved both of his hands to wrap around your waist, his hands pressing down on your curves.

“Wait, let me fix the camera” You stuttered mid-sentence, mouth refusing to leave his as you placed the laptop on the couch beside the two of you, everything above your knees visible. 

Heeseung slid his hands under your shift, sliding it up and over your head in a vast movement, disconnecting your lips for no more than five seconds before pressing against you again.

His hands squeezed at your skin, his hands coming up to grope at you.

Your head tilted back with a loud moan as he disconnected your lips to kiss the exposed skin at the top of your bra, his hands pushing your tits up as he sucked dark marks onto your skin.

He acted like a man who’d never seen a pair of breasts before, ravaging them like a starved man. He moved lower down your legs as he undid your bra, kissing and sucking spots along his path until he reached your pants. 

Heeseung slid off the couch, slotting himself between your open legs as he bit along your lower stomach, kissing your stretch marks as he appreciated your entire body. 

“My girl is so pretty, the prettiest girl in the world.” He mumbled out, sounding drunk off your skin. “So so pretty” He repeated over and over as he placed more and more kisses.

He slid his hands back down towards your legs, fingers wrapping around your waistline before he looked up at you, eyes hooded as he waited for your consent. 

At your nod, Heeseung quickly undid your pants, pulling them down and off your legs. Your panties quickly followed, getting tossed across the room in a random pile that would soon be joined by his clothes. 

Due to the shift of weight, the laptop toppled over to the side, landing in the perfect view of Heeseung between your legs. It was a sight worth millions, the sight of a man who was actually willing to sacrifice anything to get a taste of pussy. 

Heeseung pulled your legs over his shoulder, using his hands to pull your body closer to his face. His eyes closed with a loud hum, the familiar smell enveloping his senses in the most pleasurable way possible.

“You smell so good, I love you so much” Heeseung spoke once before placing a small kiss against your folds, one of his hands coming up to spread you for him.

He gave your inner thigh one last kiss before he leaned in, his lips wrapping around your clit as his vibrations caused mass pleasure to wring out across your body. 

Your back arched as his tongue circled you, your sensitive nerves reacting to his loving movements. Heeseung always started slow, paying attention to your most pleasurable parts as he submerged himself into you.

His tongue was now replaced with his thumb, fast circled getting rubbed against you as he stuck his tongue flat against your opening, slowly curling it as he collected whatever juices he could. 

A mixture of his spit and your arousal was nothing more than his wettest dreams, the taste automatically beating the one of the sugary lollipops. He could happily drown within you, the only way he’d ever want to go. 

After a few minutes of prolonging your orgasm, he finally decided to finish it off, bringing you to your most craved high. 

He pushed his fingers into you, his tongue replacing the spot his thumb was moments prior. As good as Heeseung’s fingers felt, nothing compared to his tongue.

It felt like magic, the way he was able to make you feel so much in such a short amount of time. Your back arched as your legs quivered around his head, thighs tightening around his head as your heels dug into his clothes back. 

Broken moans left your lips, the sound rising the more you felt the waves coming up. Heeseung felt it too, the way you clenched around his fingers while your hips began rocking against your face.

He used the hand that was wrapped around one of your tights to go up and press against your lower stomach, pushing on it as your high washed over you. 

Loud slurps and moans filled the room, your breath caught in your throat as your back arched as far as it could. Heeseung felt you through it, both his fingers and to continue moving unrelentingly.

“Too much.” You gently shinned, legs still shaking as Heeseung licked you clean. He hummed against you, removing his fingers as he finished off, “I know baby, I know.”

Heeseung sat back up, one of his hands grabbing at the bottom of his shit to pull it off his head. You watched through tired eyes as your boyfriend palmed himself through his pants, head tilting forwards as his eyes stayed glued to your face.

It was a habit that Heeseung couldn’t seem to shake, the action starting when your relationship first started. You used to get shy after Heeseung ate you out, cheeks heating up as you tried hiding yourself.

Obviously, you weren’t shy anymore, the hundreds of minutes he’d spent between your legs long swishing that shyness. 

While you were calming down and preparing yourself again, Heeseung busied himself with getting undressed. He removed each article of clothing, throwing them roughly in the same direction as yours. 

The sight of your boyfriend bare before your eyes caused your body to light up with electricity once again, legs tingling as you obsessed with the way his cock twitched at your watchful eyes.

Heeseung leaned down to grab the laptop, placing it on the table that it was on, to begin with, one that gave it the sight of the entire couch. 

You changed positions, turning your back towards the roof as you crawled towards one side of the couch, arching your back for your boyfriend as you playfully looked over your shoulder at him. 

“I’m not going to fuck myself.” You fluttered your eyelashes, arousal growing as Heeseung playfully snickered at you in disbelief. “Don’t worry, I’ll fuck you so good.”

He kneels on the couch behind you, hands spreading your ass as he pushes himself to glide between your lips. He coated himself with your wetness before sinking into you, bottoming out as you pushed yourself back into him. 

His nails dug into your love handles, grabbing them for stability as he pushed himself into you. His head fell back as he felt himself continuously bottom out.

It was rare that you went without a condom, and there was no better feeling than the friction of your bare skin rubbing together. 

“Fuck, you feel so good.” A loud pitch moan left your lips in response, a little more dramatic due to the camera recording you. 

Heeseung could feel himself losing control, the warm feeling of being inside of you chasing his hips to push into you harder. 

Quiet swears left his lips as he found his constant pace, hips hitting against yours as he leaned over your back, hands leaving your hips to wrap around your hands. 

He pushed your hands down against the couch, his new angle allowing him to get more depth. 

“Please, I want to cum whilst riding you.” Heeseung swore one last time before pulling out, flipping your position as he leaned his back against the back of the couch. 

Your feet pressed against his legs, hips raised as you used your hand to place his dick against you. You circled his tip around your entrance one time before you sunk onto him, hand moving down to play with his balls as you bounced up and down. 

Heeseung threw his head back, eyes narrowing to slits as his pleasure weighed down his body. One of his hands rubbed up your body, grabbing your chest as the other squeezed the soft skin of your waist. 

He turned his attention toward the area where the two of you were connected, his mouth drying as he watched a ring of white froth form at his base. 

His abdominal muscles contracted as he trusted his hips forward, louder clapping filling the room as he changed the tempo. 

There was a moment where both of your eyes met, the primal desire mirroring back through your own reflections. Heeseung gave you a small smirk, one side of his mouth quirking up.

He winked at you once before he grabbed your hand, his fingers wrapping around the entirety of yours as he brought it to grab his neck.

“Use me” You tightened your hand around his neck at his suddenly sultry whisper, knees burning as you dropped against him harder. 

You bent forward, chest bumping against him as you used your hands to tilt his head back, his hair falling back to reveal his damp forehead. 

You pressed your tongue against the top of his sternum, licking a strip up until your nose touched his earlobe, teeth replacing its spot as you bit down on him.

His back arched beneath you, small sounds leaving his lips as you marked him. You treated his neck the same way you had the lollipop, using him the way he liked. 

“You feel so good.” Heeseung breathlessly praised you, his voice coming out higher than usual. It was easy to tell when Heeseung was getting close, the way he started touching your body more. 

Even with Heeseung under you, he always made sure you came undone first. The way your pleasure contoured your body caused his own long-awaited high to multiply tens fold. 

Though the feeling of his skin against yours caused a euphoric sensation to ring out across your body, you couldn’t stop yourself from teasing him a little more.

You halted your body, palms pushing down on your boyfriend's hips to stop his constant buckling.

“I want to make you feel good before.” You rose higher on your knees, only his tip remaining in as you shot him your best attempt of an innocent smile.

Heeseung tried not to let your words affect him, the pleasure that faded with the lack of stimulation returning at the thought of your lips wrapping around him.

“I much prefer you over the lollipop, nothing compares to the way you fill me.” 

Heeseung let out a shaky breath as his left leg began to shake, arms flexing as he fisted the cushions under him. “Fuck, do whatever you’d like, I’ll take anything you’re willing to give me.”

You removed him from you completely, your palm reaching up towards his lips as you looked at him with an expected gaze. Heeseung puckered his lips out, a sizable drop of spit landing between the crevices of your fingers. 

“That’s not enough.” You clicked your tongue at him, faux disapproval seeping out through your lips as you pulled your hand away from him. “You’re lucky I'm still wet, I'll just have to do it myself.”

You reached down, fingers collecting your wetness before you wrapped your hand back around him. Heeseung’s mouth fell open as you placed a small kiss against the base of his shaft, a trail of kisses following your hand as you slowly moved it up.

A sudden whimper left his mouth as you hollowed your cheeks around him, the suction perfectly squeezing around him. 

His sounds only rose as you added your tongue, the soft muscle tracing along his prominent vein. He almost forgot about the laptop, a small red light reminding him of the almost hour-long video. 

He stared directly into the camera, maximizing his expressions knowing that sooner or later, you’d be watching this back. He knew what got you off, what he could do to make you feel as good as possible. 

It was completely mutual, your knowledge of his body aiding in drawing out a loud, genuine, sound from his pretty lips. 

His back lifted from the couch, body flinching as your finger pressed against his perineum, sharp shocks of pleasure shooting across his body.

His breath caught in his chest as his hand shot out to grab your head, your hair fisting in his hands as he pushed you down further.

He didn’t stop, not even after hearing your choking sounds. As said before, he knew exactly what you liked.

 He wasn’t the only one who enjoyed being choked, you just experienced it differently. 

You continued stimulating his prostate through his perineum, spit dribbling down from the corners of your lips as you drew him closer to his orgasm.

He barely warned you before letting go in your mouth, the only telltale being the trembling of his legs. 

You tried your best to swallow everything he gave you, his familiar salty taste replacing the coating of sweetness in your throat. 

You pulled back, tongue peaking out to lap at the drops you had missed before, cleaning him from your shared mess. 

Heeseung panted from above you, his eyes closed as his heart pounded loudly in his chest. He felt the way you raised from your knees, your hand wrapping around his jaw as you pulled him in for a messy kiss.

The taste of himself no longer caused any reaction, he’d long gotten used to tasting himself on your tongue after you’d gone down on him.

“You’re not going to be able to walk tomorrow.” Heeseung said completely seriously, masking the truth behind his words with a joking tone. 

“That’s just the way I like it.” You replied back, scooting back to rest your head against the arm of the couch, legs spreading for your boyfriend to get a good view of what you were going to do next. 

“I’m ready when you are, show me how good you can treat me.” You never looked away from his eyes as you pressed your finger down against your clit, basking in the way his cock twitched at you.

“Or are you too tired?” Heeseung rolled his eyes at you, his body moving to hover over yours as he pushed himself between your legs.

“Why don’t you see for yourself?” You returned his wolfish grin, hand leaving your body to grab his waist, pulling his hips against yours. 

“Show me.”

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[boyfhee]

이희승 、DINE AT HOME

featuring ⋆ bf!heeseung, established relationship

warnings ⋆ satirical mentions of dying, suggestive undertones maybe but nothing too serious he's just flirting >//< , a lil bit of kissing ( 0.8k )

notes ⋆ for @isoobie i luv u bae & i hope u like this. pls excuse any typos i wrote it directly on blr ><

“it’s been fifteen minutes,” heeseung sighs, arms crossed as he walks into your room. “you said you’d be done in t—” a pause, his mouth hanging open as he stares at you, eyes raking all over you, top to bottom, taking in all of you.

“sorry, i was a bit unsure about the dress,” you say while still looking at your reflection in the mirror, twirling a little to the side while examining your dress, or rather how it looks on you. “do you like it?”

nothing comes out of his mouth for a good minute.

heeseung traces your features with his gaze, how well the dress fits you and compliments you. you’re waiting for a response and he’s standing speechlessly, gulping ever so slightly before looking at you in disbelief. “are you trying to kill me?”

“why on earth would i try to kill you?” you frown at his words, turning away from the mirror to look at him.

“by wearing that dress, you definitely are,” and you automatically back against the dressing table when he walks towards you with a scoff, hands instinctively resting on his chest while his arms rest on the table on either side, caging you in between. “and you have the audacity to say you’re unsure,”

“do i look that good?” you ask, lips curling up in a smile. he knows you’re fishing for a compliment— which you don’t have to. he’s always down to shower you in praise, it comes naturally to him.  

“you look that good,” and he responds with another smile, fingers playing with the pendant of your rose gold necklace. “so good, it makes me want to kiss you,” he breathes, burying his face in your neck, inhaling deeply and planting a soft kiss, “like here,” with his lips trailing down to your collarbones as he mumbles between words. “and here,” he looks up at your lips, pecking them sweetly. “everywhere,” 

you giggle, definitely appreciating his words as you get lost in his sweet and tender kisses. “we’re going to be late,”

and suddenly, heeseung doesn’t mind being late for the dinner reservations anymore. 

“i’m thinking we have dinner at home,” he wraps one hand around your waist while the other fiddles with your earring. with the smirk dancing on his face, you know dinner is just an excuse. “just you and me,”

“and food?” you chuckle at his words, knowing the very reason you two made the dinner reservations was your empty fridge and the lack of willingness in both of you to go buy grocery this evening.

his lips press into a thin line as he pretends to think, tilting his head to the side while the eyes stay focused on you. he snickers, humming thoughtfully. “food is. . .not that necessary, if you ask me,”

you know exactly what he’s trying to say. the way he’s talking while his eyes are lingering all over you as if undressing you with his eyes, worshipping every single part of you. it’s beyond his understanding how you manage to look good in everything. he might have to take you shopping more often if this is what he’s in for. 

“you’re acting up,” you poke his cheeks, squinting your eyes at him, pretending to be annoyed. 

“your fault, angel,” and he swiftly shifts the blame to you, both his hands on your waist now, caressing and drawing random patterns over the cloth. 

“so, it’s my fault now?”

“yeah, you chose to wear this dress knowing absolutely well how much i love it on you,” he nods with a pout, trying to look innocent as if you’re the bad one here for having him wrapped around your fingers. “and now you’re driving me crazy so you don’t get to complain,”

you laugh— heeseung never really fails to amuse with his words. it’s interesting to see how his mind works. not the first time he’s blaming you for making him ‘act up’ and definitely not the last. you would argue it’s just another dress, but heeseung would say otherwise. it’s the dress made for you, and you— made only for him. 

the clock on the wall behind him manages to pull you out of your thoughts. you two were supposed to leave fifteen minutes ago. you gently push him away, although his grip around your waist tightens, refusing to let you go. “okay, i won’t. now can we leave?”

he looks as if contemplating something, still not letting you go. “how about i steal a kiss first?” he suggests with a click of his tongue, the smirk climbing its way back to his lips.

“how about no?” you tease, removing his hands from your waist.

“too bad,” and he tilts your chin up with his finger, backing you against the table once again, pressing himself against you. he leans in with a scoff, brushing his lips against yours. “i’m going to do it anyway,”

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[soobnny]

classmate au | lee heeseung

❝ hey, i’ll go ahead. i have to walk (name) home. ❞

HEESEUNG | jay | jake | sunghoon | sunoo | jungwon | ni-ki

look…. i know this says classmate au

BUT but but but hear me out

he’s your senior

maybe a year or two years older

AND he’s your neighbor, next door neighbor lee heeseung

do you see where i’m going with this

he walks you home to school every morning and every after class

your parents r also pretty close so you’re always hanging by each other’s house

THO he’s more of like an unattainable senior so handsome 😞😞 yall dont talk much when you’re having that little family get together

he tries talking to u tho … but you run away pretty fast

it’s always that awkward sitting beside each other while your parents talk to each other

…. awkward eye contact

SO YEAH he walks you to school every morning and after class by your mom’s request

heeseung always walks by the side of the road like the gentleman he is

will pull you by the waist when you attempt to even walk on that side so he can switch you two

and always waits for you outside your class or by the student council office to walk you home

sometimes 💔💔💔💔 during basketball practice … he does that thing where he goes home ahead so he can walk u home

the moment you walk into the basketball gym, wide eyes searching for heeseung ?!

he’s already dismissing himself .. saying goodbye to his friends and the couch and slinging your bag on his shoulder

you think he only views you as a little sister this SUCKS !!!!!

ah you are so wrong.

oh also lee heeseung student athlete and face of the school, just thought i’d mention

sometimes, he even appears in your classes to assist the teacher like what CAN’T he do

the teacher encounters some tech difficulties with the powerpoint???

“hey (name), can you call heeseung?”

you quietly slip out of the classroom and hurry to his

(he gave you his class schedule in case you ever needed anything… so you know where to find him…)

“excuse me, mr. hwang is looking for heeseung?” you’d tell the teacher

and their whole class would burst into SCREAMS and teasing as heeseung is pushed towards the door

“hey, you okay? how was your day?” he’d always catch up with you in that small time

dear god please have mercy.

he’d have a hand on the small of your waist to guide you along the hallways too

AND TUTORING

Lee Heeseung who is naturally good at everything is also smart

he tutors you at his house after class when you’re having a hard time

as a reward, sometimes, you guys would play video games

you ended up falling asleep at his house once and heeseung had to tell his mom to call yours so she wouldn’t worry

you wake up to blankets draped all over you and heeseung sleeping on the floor i’m so sad

karaoke is always fun in these family outings bc your family always makes you sing duets

atp you guys have every disney and broadway duets DOWN and memorized

though it does make you blush and all giggly when he makes intense eye contact while seeing to you

“now she’s here, shining in the starlight. now she’s here, suddenly i know. if she’s here, it’s crystal clear, i’m where i’m meant to go.”

he is a fantastic singer and he makes you forget to sing your parts sometimes

ALWAYS ENDS A SONG IN A HUG while your parents violently clap in the background

during the sports festival, the teachers ltrly let him join all the sports and he just accepts 😭😭

if he’s not playing, he’s facilitating

“do you have an event for this year’s sports festival?” he’d ask one night as he’s walking you home

“oh no. i’m just joining the cheer contest with sunoo on the first day.”

“do you think you could cheer for me?”

HE’S ASKING YOU TO CHEER FOR HIM

of course you say yes

and his eyes are on you in every sport he plays

basketball… volleyball… badminton… you name them all!

he’d look to you before serving the ball and point at you when he shoots a ball in bkb

heeseung would win every game for you

because the thrill in your smile is too wide to disappoint

and also because he has a big fat crush on you

goes to hug you after every game

“my good luck charm” as he liked to call you

BYEEEEEE bye leave me alone please

you’re HIS good luck charm

you pretend to be annoyed because he’s sweating so he teases you by hugging you even more

he lets you hold his spare shirt AND lets you wear his spare jersey ……

by the end of the week, he wins a shit ton of medals and a trophy for being the MVP

lets you wear some of his medals 😭😭 honestly maybe even all of them

would come to you after the awarding and take off his medals to put it around your neck too

OBLIGATORY SPORTS FESTIVAL PICTURE WITH YOUR CRUSH

you guys hold the trophy together … he has an arm around you … like he ltrly has the poses thought out already

asks you to be his girlfriend on the walk back home

handcrafted you a medal already in case you’ll say yes

engraved on it is “best girlfriend”

damn you’ve only been together like a few hours and he already awarded you best girlfriend

honestly congratulations

you bagged face of the school and student athlete senior lee heeseung

note. credits to user @.luvknow for the layout of this post! i just thought it looked rly cute and coherent. let me know what you think! please discuss these with me i’m crazy

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[won4ver]

✈︎ so sweet

heeseung was yours to ruin, to punish.

pairing : bf!heeseung x afab!reader

warnings + genre : smut. jealousy. established relationship. begging. sub heeseung. penetration. oral (fem). blindfold. dry humping. 18+. lmk if there’s any more ♡

wc : 1.8k

a/n : full smut… never wrote this before

“How bad do you want me?” he slightly flinched as your warm breath blew into his ear, goosebumps awakening on his arms.

“So much” he mumbled in his half-focused state, eyes closed as his hands made continuous squeezing motions on your love handles. His head tilted back as a quiet sigh left his swollen lips, his bruised neck conforming into a picturesque array of your shared desire.

A quiet, almost desperate, whine left his mouth as you pulled away from his body, hands moving down from its loose hold on his neck to his shoulder.

Your slender fingers caressed his arm, practically feeling his patience thin. “Oh? It didn't seem like you wanted me that much earlier?” Your left hand ran up the expense of his neck, straight to the back of his head. “Not when you were dancing with that girl” 

A hiss left his jaw as it dropped, his head tilting even further back as your fingers tugged on his hair. His hooded eyes opened as he gazed up at you, his chest heaving as he panted below you. “Baby..” He attempted to answer you, only to get interrupted by his own loud moan. 

Your free hand made its way to the bulge in his pants, fingers wrapping around it as you stared him down. His hips twitched as your hold grew stronger, small jolts of pleasure causing reactions throughout his body. 

“She… I didn’t dance with her” He tried again, his voice whiny as he stared your hand down, teeth gnawing on his bottom lip. “I promise, I pushed her off” He grew frantic at the lack of response coming from you, his large doe eyes staring up at you, swimming with desire.

“Please touch me, please please please” He started begging, lips fully lifting off the chair, rutting into your hands and upper thigh as he attempted to get himself off.

A small smirk enveloped your lips at his neediness, pride overtaking you as you watched your usual coy boyfriend lose himself. “Hee” You cooed, hand leaving his hair to grab his jaw, tilting his head up towards you. 

The sight before you caused warmth to travel down your torso, panties dampening at his dishevelled state. His cheeks were a bright red, matching the colour of his agape lips. His eyes fluttered close as he leaned his head into your hold, his cheeks squishing up against your fingers.

“Please baby, please I need you so much” Without another second you smashed your lips onto his, tongue licking into his mouth as his quiet moans grew more frequent. You used your hand to guide his face, tilting it to the side to gain better access. His hands moved down from your hips, slipping under your micro skirt as he attempted to pull you closer. After a minute of groping you, he trailed one of his hands to the front of your body, nudging your shirt higher up your waist as his hand slipped under your tights. 

It was your turn to moan as you rolled your hips into his fingers, teeth biting his bottom lip as an acute warning as he teased you. 

His middle finger slipped into you, the warmth surrounding his hand making him moan. “Please yn, I need to taste you.’ He detached his lips from your mouth, panting as you continued kissing down his neck, hips nonstop rolling onto him. 

You trailed wet kisses down his neck, sucking and biting any free, unmarked, skin. You released your hold on not only his hair but its spot over his pants.

Both hands moved to the first button of his shirt, the one concealing his bare chest from your vision. They worked together to undo all buttons, your lips kissing each one as they came undone. 

You could feel his heart racing from over his shirt, the unstable beat becoming faster as you gazed up at him under your heavy lashes. “You taste so sweet” You purred him, your lips opening as your tongue circled the last button, one hand undoing it while your other pulled his hand from under your skirt, “But not as sweet as me.” You winked at him as you brought his fingers into your mouth, circling your tongue around them the same way you did to his button seconds prior.

His jaw dropped, eyes staring at your lips wrapped around his fingers. The sound of his fingers leaving your lips was what seemed to finally set him over the edge, his patience now completely gone. 

He pulled his hand out of your hold, grabbing the bottom of his shirt as he ripped it off, the last button going flying. He wrapped his hands around your body as he stood up, his dark eyes glaring at you in the dim lighting. He stalked towards your bed, throwing you down onto it the second his knees touched the end. You gaped at him as he pulled your denim skirt up, hands pulling down your tights and underwear in one smooth motion. 

“Hee-” You got cut off due to a sharp inhale, your head tilting back as your hands gripped his hair. You could feel his hot breath against you, your knees closing around his head as your ankles dug into his back. 

“You’re right, you’ve always been so sweet” His lips wrapped around you, tongue spreading you apart as he hummed against you. You bit your lip, eyes closing at the sweet sensation of his mouth against you. You could hear him, every sound his lips made against you, every noise that left him. Your pleasure was his, his own sounds filling your ears. 

One of his hands reached up to press against your lower stomach, His other hand reaching below his jaw, two fingers circling you before entering. Your back arched as his fingers reached a specific spot, your mind flooding with pleasure as your legs shook. Heeseung could tell you were getting closer, his hand and mouth speeding up to match your upcoming high.

To Heeseung the next moment was a blur. One second he was between your legs, eating you like a starved man, and the next he was lying on the bed with you hovering above him. And in the last second, darkness. 

You gave a tug on the back of his makeshift blindfold, checking the stability of it. “Bad boys don’t get what they want” You sat down on him, directly where he needs you the most. You could feel his slacks rub against you, the button cold on your lower stomach. You leaned completely onto him, covered chest rubbing against his bare one, “They especially don't get to taste me”.

You rocked your lips against his, feeling him twitch under his pants. “No m’sorry please” his words slurred as his hands gripped the bedsheets beside him, knuckles turning white under the pressure of his fold. 

You clicked your tongue against the inside of your cheek, eyebrow-raising at his pleading, “You're sorry?” He rapidly nodded, small agreements leaving his mouth in a loop.

You got off him, kneeling beside him as your hands held his shoulders for stability. You leaned your head down until your lips ghosted over his earlobe, “Then prove it to me”. 

Heeseung shivered as your warm air caressed his cheek, turning his head in your direction, “How?” It was almost funny how pathetic he was, how he would do anything just to feel you around him. 

“Take off my jacket” Heeseung sat straighter, hands running across your shoulders, hands pushing off your cropped leather jacket. After it was off Heeseung grabbed it, tossing it to the other side of the bed. “Now take off my shirt” Once again, Heesung’s hands started wandering your body, only to freeze as your smaller hands grabbed his. “With your teeth''

Heeseung stopped breathing, his body tensing as your words washed over him. With his teeth? As if you sensed his inner turmoil you continued, “If you can't do it then I guess we can't continue.” You exaggeratedly pouted, a loud sigh of disappointment leaving your mouth. 

You went to turn your back to him, only to be stopped by his palm resting against your belly, holding you in place. You turned your head to face him, an unseen smirk kissing your lips as your dark eyes studied him. 

His hand pushed you down against the bed, his leg throwing over you as he hovered you. Without saying a word he lowered himself to you, lips kissing your exposed thigh as it made its way to your waist. He trailed his nose across your lower stomach, hovering over your pushed-up skirt and returning to the skin above it. 

He resumed his small kisses until he reached your tight-cropped tank top, his teeth biting at the lace decorating the bottom seam.

He swiped his tongue across your stomach before attaching his teeth to the bottom of your shirt, his moist bottom lip rubbing against your skin. You watched with bated breath, eyes never leaving his lips as he pulled your shirt up, pausing as he felt your bare breasts touch his skin.

He released the shirt for a moment, just for enough seconds to place a delicate kiss between the valley of your chest.

“Lift your arms, pretty” His smooth voice demanded you, his head nudging your arm as it got caught. As if you were acting on autopilot, your arms rose. The fabric of your shirt rubbed across your arms as the smell of your arousal on your boyfriend's lips grew stronger. 

You could feel him everywhere. The pulsing between your legs, the expansion of your lungs, in the air, he was everything. Everywhere but the place you needed him, everywhere but inside of you.

The second your shirt came off your body you, once again, changed your position. You grabbed his neck as you pinned him against the mattress, the other hand undoing his pants. Heeseung reached down to pull them the rest of the way off, nearly failing due to your tight hold on his neck.

Heeseung was now completely bare under you, your state almost matching his, your skirt still done up around you. With your free hand, you reached behind you, grabbing him in your palm, fingers wrapping around the base of him.

“please please please” He knew that you loved when he begged, and he was right. You sunk down onto him, thighs meeting for a minute. His laboured breaths grew more unstable the deeper he went, his hands reaching up to grab your hips. 

“You feel so good” He whimpered, neck muscles tensing as you moved against him. Your fingers tightened even more around his neck, the colour contrasting the dark spots sitting pretty around your hand.

You pushed your lips against him, allowing him to take control this time. Loud smacks of hips meeting grew louder as the intensity intensified. “So sweet” Heeseung mumbled against your lips, hand crawling up your body to your chest, “too sweet, I can't get enough”

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[enhaheeseung]

Come & Go - L. heeseung

Pairing: heeseung X fem reader!

Warning: smut, unprotected sex, dirty talk, mentions of round two, dry humping, fingering, implied oral, angst, cum eating, heartbreak, crying, alcohol consumption.

Genre: fuck buddies, smut, mdni!

WC: 7,385

“Heeseung, what are you doing?” Your brows furrow at the sudden action of him wrapping his arms around you and burying his face into your neck, leaving little pecks all over you.

“Shhh, just relax and enjoy it” he trails his kisses lower, nibbling gently on your collarbone.

You lightly push him away by his shoulders so he can give you some space. You’ve made it clear that this was strictly sex between you and him, and there were no feelings involved.

However, lately, it feels like he’s been crossing that barrier you both had put up at the beginning of this fuck buddy relationship.

You let him get away with a few things, like a couple of kisses after you two have done the deed or maybe a little prolonged cuddling, but obviously, he had to take a mile when you gave him an inch.

He sighed and laid on the opposite side of your bed. “I don’t understand why you always make such a big deal out of me kissing you” he was well aware you both had come to an agreement about things that could be done between the sheets vs what couldn’t.

The fact that you could let him take you raw and cum in you, yet you couldn’t kiss him, made absolutely no sense to him at all, to put it simple.

You had some strange rules.

Rules he didn’t agree with. The only reason he came to terms with your proposal was because that’s the only way he could still get to be with you.

Truthfully he didn’t really care about your rules. If It was up to him, you two would have been dating a long time ago.

But sadly, it wasn’t up to him, and you didn’t share his same feelings, so for right now, he had no choice but to comply and respect your rules.

“We already talked about this,” you say while getting out of bed, revealing your naked, sweaty body just for his eyes to see, another thing he couldn’t understand.

He literally got to see all of you, but kissing was off the table.

Nonsense.

What he didn’t know was kissing for you was far more intimate than a quick fuck. Hell, you’d let him take you raw a hundred times before letting him kiss you and risk catching feelings that you didn’t want to feel again because every time you felt them, the person always either cheated on you or left without any explanation and you were not about to go through that again you couldn’t take another heartbreak.

“Okay, but maybe we can talk again,” he says while standing up to put his clothes on.

“Heeseung, it’s late. I think it’s time for you to go” You dismiss his idea of talking. You were already set in stone on this nothing he could say could sway you.

“Come on, y/n, I can tell you like it” he comes up behind you after you put your robe on and presses his shirtless chest against your back. “Tell me you don’t,” he taunts while moving your hair over your shoulder so he can have clear access to place kisses all alongside your neck. “Just tell me when to stop” his hot breath blows on your neck, and you unknowingly tilt your head to the side. He takes that as an open invitation to place one single kiss beneath your earlobe.

Your eyes automatically flutter shut as you get lost in the feel of his soft pink lips, leaving little love marks all over your neck. A sigh of pleasure falls from your lips, causing him to smile against your skin while he swipes the tip of his tongue just above your collarbone.

He hums, and you swear you feel yourself getting wet again, especially when he starts trailing his hands up and down your sides sensually.

You almost moan, and when that happens, you know you need to stop him before you get too aroused and go for a fourth round and allow him to do something you’d ultimately regret. “Stop,” you whisper, and he immediately drops his hands to his side and pulls his face away from you, squeezing his eyes shut, a pained expression taking over his once elated features as he sighs frustratedly. He just can’t understand why you don’t want him the same way he wants you.

He silently turns around and grabs his shirt in the corner of the other side of the room, throwing it on haphazardly.

You watch him out of the corner of your eye, trying to calm your racing heart. You feel guilty cause you can see the clear agitation on his face, but you just can’t bring yourself to get that close with someone ever again, and you made sure he understood that, so he’d just have to get over it.

“So let me get this straight you literally begged me to cum in you more times than I can count. Call me over nearly seven days a week like you can't live without me or something, but when I kiss you, it’s a problem,” he says, confused.

“And?” You ask while tying your robe around your body.

He just laughed and finished fixing his clothes. “Just try calling me earlier than two am tomorrow” he grabbed his jacket and left your apartment. "Fuck" he muttered as he felt the chilly air hit him. He really much rather be wrapped up in your arms in the warmth of your bed but no, because you didn't want that.

You sat down on your chair and grabbed your brush to comb through your hair so you could get ready to take a shower and go to sleep.

Right when you got up, you heard knocking on your door.

Heeseung was halfway to his car when he went to pull out his keys to unlock it, but they were nowhere to be found.

"Damn it" he threw his head back and chuckled, his warm breath getting lost in the cold air of the night.

He jogged at least 30 feet upstairs and knocked on your door.

You jumped from the knock, definitely not expecting it. You set your hairbrush aside and wrapped your robe around your body. Once you heard the knock again, you quickly answered, only to be met with your very handsome fuck buddy.

"I forgot my keys," he smiles sheepishly once you open the door.

You shook your head slightly and let him in. He rubbed his hands together, shivering from the cold outside.

“Okay,” He mumbled and looked at your little nightstand. That's where he usually set them, but they weren't there. He patted his pockets again and felt nothing, but then it finally dawned on him he must've been so excited to see you that he accidentally locked them in his car.

He heard you tapping your foot in the background as he slowly turned to face you. "So uhh, I don't know how to say this, but I think I kinda sorta locked my keys in the car." He squints his left eye in a playful manner.

"You're not staying here," you said right away, already knowing where he was going with that statement.

"Why not? I'm sure you wouldn't mind fucking me again" he smirked, and you wanted to punch his dumb pretty face in.

"Shut up" You glared at him and tied your robe up, suddenly feeling exposed by his hungry stare as his eyes raked over your body.

"You were definitely not saying that a few minutes ago. If I recall correctly, you actually asked me to moan your name louder when you were riding my dick so eagerly" he shrugged. Obviously, he was only teasing you, but you hated how his words made you blush, and your mind wandered back to that moment.

It's not your fault he sounded so good moaning, and he literally had the best dick you've ever had, so of course, you were eager to have it inside you. "Heeseung, get out" You opened the door and pointed down the hall of your apartment.

He put his hands up in defense while smiling. "I'm going, I'm going," he chuckled. "But if you happen to change your mind about fucking me again, I'll be downstairs waiting for my ride."

"I fucking hate you."

"But you love my dic-" You slammed the door in his face before he could say whatever nonsense he made up.

He giggled as he jogged down the stairs and waited in the corridor. Luckily for him, he didn't lock his phone in the car too. He quickly pressed call on his best friend's number, hoping he'd still be up at this ungodly hour.

And once he realized how late it actually was, he felt so pathetic for going over to your house to eat you out at two in the morning.

He knew he deserved better than to be just a late-night hook-up, but what could he say? He was smitten by you since that dumb party where his friends drunkenly pushed him in your direction cause he had been staring at you all night.

He could almost hear Jake telling him to grow a pair before pushing him into you and making you spill your drink on your shirt, which led him to apologize to you and take you upstairs to get a new shirt one thing led to the next, and when he woke up in the morning you had left a note with your number on it.

But when he showed up at your house with the idea of having sex and getting to know you better and maybe take you on a date, he was unpleasantly surprised by the friends-with-benefits proposal you had mentioned after you both had sex. It left a bitter taste in his mouth cause he wanted something more than that, but what could he say? He was a simp for you. He'd do anything you wanted him to.

After a couple of rings, his friend groggily answered the phone. "Hi, Jay. You know how much I love you, right?"

Let's just say he owed Jay a big big favor after this one.

"So you're telling me you went to get your dick wet, and you locked your keys in your car?" Jay questioned it was officially the next morning, and he just let heeseung stay at his place for the time being.

"Yes," heeseung mumbled, and he felt stupid when Jay put it like that.

"Please tell me it's not still that same girl from the party last year?" Jay groaned at his friend, who had his head hung low, practically giving him the answer to his question. "It's literally been a year since you've been fucking around with her. When are you going to give up?"

Heeseung sighed, feeling like he was having this conversation for what felt like the twentieth time. "I don't know." He mumbled while picking at his nails.

Jay pitied his friend. He had no idea heeseung would have been this head over heels for you when Jake and Sunghoon egged him on to talk to you cause they had seen the way he’d been staring your way all night. He didn't know that heeseung was actually going to mess around with you after that night. He thought it was just a crazy night at a party where you do dumb shit and regret it in the morning, but with heeseung, that wasn't the case.

The alert tone on heeseung's phone broke the silence. He smiled at his phone, reading a text from you asking him to come to your place. He replied quickly and set his phone down, bouncing his leg impatiently, waiting for Jay to end his lecture.

"Last night, you said you'd do me a favor, right?" Jay asked.

Heeseung just nodded in response, itching to bolt out of there any minute.

"If nothing happens in the next month, you got to let her go. We don't even hang out anymore" Jay didn't show it, but he missed his friend and their silly little hangouts with the rest of the guys. "And even if we do, all she has to do is send a text, and you're leaving us for her," heeseung frowned. It was true hell he was even doing it right now. "You're a good guy" Jay stood up and patted heeseung's shoulder, taking his cereal bowl to the sink for him. "I just don't want to see you getting hurt."

Heeseung felt bad for all the times he bailed on hangouts, all the times he woke up in the middle of the night just to go and please you, and the nights he even sometimes cried cause no matter what he did, you still didn’t like him back. "One month, and then I promise it's over," he told Jay while standing up. He smiled with a small nod of his head, approving of heeseung’s deal heeseung came to the conclusion this definitely wasn't worth losing friends over, especially great friends like he had.

But still, there was a month left, and he was going to make the most of it.

He walked to the door, putting on his shoes. "I'll see you tonight.'

"You don't even have a-" The door was shut in Jay’s face before he could finish. "Car," he sighed with a slight shake of his head and continued to wash the dishes.

“I need you so bad,” you said when heeseung arrived at your door. You pulled him inside by the collar of his shirt and slammed the door shut. He let you drag him over to your bed and push him down on it.

“I can tell,” he chuckled as you got on top of him. Lifting his shirt up, he put his arms above his head, making it easier for you to take it off.

You bit your lip to contain a moan cause the sight of his bare skin would never cease to amaze you. Plus, he always looked so good with messy, unkempt hair, something that you wish he’d come over with more often.

Heeseung wasn’t exactly in the mood when he walked up to your apartment door, but as you roughly pushed him down on your bed and started caressing his chest with your cold fingers and grinding against his clothed bulge, he was more than in the mood. “Fuck” he accidentally moaned, and he looked so cute when his eyes widened in surprise at the little sounds he made.

You giggled and bent down, licking around each of his nipples, stimulating him in the best way. He always gave you the best reactions whenever you touched him in his extra sensitive areas. “You’re so” You paused for a milli second and played it off by pressing your lip’s against his adam’s apple.

You were about to call him cute, but the last thing you wanted him to think was that you were actually starting to like him.

“Y/n,” he gulped harshly as he tightly gripped the bedpost above his head. “W-wait, wait,” he breathed out, attempting to calm his beating heart.

You sat upright, examining his face for any signs of discomfort, but you found none. “Something wrong?” You say gently and brush your fingers along his jawline.

“I’m gonna cum if you keep doing that” his eyes roll as he puffs out a long sigh, chest already heaving up and down.

“Then cum” you say with a smile as you place your hands on his sweaty chest grinding back and forth on his hardness.

He moves his hands from the bedpost to your hips, pressing you down roughly as a vein on the side of his neck makes itself prominent. “Shit, this feels so good,” he says, rocking your hips steadily back and forth. “Mmm fuck” he whimpers, feeling his dick twitching inside the confines of his jeans. He could have sworn he’s never felt so needy before in his life. He didn’t know just dry humping could have him this worked up.

You loved watching his face flush as pleasure finally washed over him. A loud groan soon follows as you feel his strong muscles flexing underneath you as he begins to shake and shamelessly cum inside his pants. “Fuck y/n,” he grunts, bucking his hips up into you until he gets too sensitive to keep going.

He lowers his hands to massage your ass and sneakily starts rubbing his finger over your entrance, and he can’t help but smirk when he feels the wetness seeping through both layers of your skimpy silk sleepwear.

A whisper of his name comes from your chapped lips when he easily pulls your shorts down around your thighs and begins prodding at your hole as if he was fingering you.

You whine from the small contact, and he continues to tease you as you try to push your hips back and make him finger you properly. “Little desperate tonight, hmm?” He breathlessly chuckles as you throw your head back and basically hump the air in frustration as he plays with you through your clothes.

“Heeseung, please,” you whine, gripping onto his shoulders tightly, and it didn’t take much for him to cave in and give you what you wanted by pushing your panties to the side and sinking his girthy fingers past your hole. You bite your lip, whimpering softly, when you finally feel him inside of you.

“Baby, you’re already soaked,” he says, mesmerized by the feeling of your tight wet cunt taking his fingers so well and so so deep.

You took a moment to sit up slightly and removed your shirt, hoping he wouldn’t notice how shy his comment made you, and he seemed to miss it as you leaned back on top of him, caging his head between your forearms and putting your chest right within his mouths reach.

“Fuck baby” he takes your nipple in his mouth, using it to muffle his moans as his hard, wet cock strains against his jeans.

You run your fingers through his hair, getting a whiff of his shampoo that smells like vanilla and something else sweet. You loved his smell the most. It always added to the pleasure that he gave to you.

He licked between your breasts, leaving a trail of spit behind as he switched to your other hardened nipple sucking the small bead into his mouth gently.

“Oh, hee,” you moaned, riding his fingers as they pumped deep inside you.

He let go of your tit with a rough nibble that made you squeak in pain and moan in pleasure.

He switched to licking your chest, running his hot tongue over your mounds, sucking and biting here and there, littering your chest with little pink and red love marks.

He bucked his hips up, searching for some relief of his own. You took notice of this, slowing your pace on his fingers. “What’s wrong?” He asked, feeling a little scared that he might have done something you didn’t like.

“Nothing,” you said as you gently tugged on his wrist, giving him a hint to pull out of you, which he did only seconds later. “Need to feel more of you” he couldn’t hide the slight smile on his face as you held his wrist to his mouth. He eagerly sucked his fingers completely clean of your arousal, making something stir in the pit of your stomach as you watched the sinful scene unfold right in front of you.

“How do you want me?” He says, looking up at you with hazy lust filled eyes.

Your heart rate picked up from hearing just those few little words, and your mind was already in a frenzy. Thinking of all the ways you could have him or have him take you, you just simply couldn’t choose.

“Tell me, I’ll do whatever you want,” he looks up at you attentively and gives himself to you, waiting patiently as he kisses your forearm while rubbing your sides up and down slowly.

You melt when you feel how gentle his touch is and the feather-light kisses he leaves on your body.

The look in his eyes suddenly makes you feel shy, so instead of saying what you wanted, you got from on top of him and laid on your back. “Like this,” you say just above a whisper.

He smiles softly, propping himself up on his elbows as he hovers over you. “As you wish,” he kissed down your chest. The heated kisses he left on your skin made your body tingle in excitement.

His kisses came to a stop when he reached the waistband of your panties. His warm, delicate fingers pull the flimsy material off your desperate body. He moans quietly at the sight, still amazed by how wet you got whenever he was with you.

You squeezed your legs together impatiently, waiting for him to finally give you what you’ve been craving.

Once he saw just how much you needed him, he stood up for a quick moment to undress himself fully before looming over you once more.

“Beautiful as always,” he murmured against your neck, kissing you there and moving to nibble on your earlobe as he ruts himself into your slick heat, gathering your natural lubricant to make the slide easier when he enters you. “Ready?” He says, stroking your cheek. You quickly nod your head, not even trying to hide how much you need him.

He groans impatiently while gripping your thighs and wrapping them around his waist.

You hang onto his shoulders as you feel him pushing past your tight entrance, slowly easing his way inside you, being extra careful not to hurt you.

Your mouth instantly parts in a moan as soon as you feel him entering you. The feeling of his body pressed against yours, his warmth covering you like a blanket and becoming conjoined with him, was by far the greatest feeling you have ever experienced.

A shaky breath leaves his lips once he completely bottoms out inside you. His palm cups your cheek as he very slowly rocks his hips.

He lowers his head until his lips are just a mere inch away from yours. You suck in a deep breath, and you don’t know why but when he slowly closed his eyes and shifted his head to the side, pressing a kiss to your cheek instead of your lips, you felt a hint of disappointment. “You make me feel so good,” he whispered in your ear, his warm breath blowing against your face making you feel shivers all over your body.

“Mhm hee,” you allow your eyes to fall shut as he kisses all over your neck, not missing a single inch.

Your arms encircled his waist, and you trail the tips of your fingers over his flexed back. “I was waiting all day for this” he nudges his nose over your collarbone before switching to the right side of your neck, marking you there with all his love. “I wait every day for this,” he leans back, causing your eyes to flutter open, and you see him staring back at you with his deep brown eyes, a small crease forming in between his eyebrows every time he pulls out and slowly pushes back in.

Despite him not kissing you, it still felt too intimate, too romantic the lights were dim, setting the mood just right. The sweet nothings he whispered in your ear made you feel cared for, and his slow pace was just the cherry on top.

You quickly erased those sentimental feelings from your head and just focused on him and feeling him.

He definitely wasn’t the only one waiting for this moment, as much as you’d deny it. Seeing him was the highlight of your day, especially if you were stressed and tired like today. You weren’t even sure how just his presence alone could take all that away, but somehow it did.

You’d be lying if you said you didn’t think about being with him in an actual relationship, but every time you thought about a possible negative outcome, you just couldn’t bring yourself to take things further with him, no matter how desperately you wanted to.

But as long as he’d be there at your every call, then that was all you needed.

“So do I,” you whisper back, and you swear you see his eyes gleam from your words. You feel another kiss pressed to your cheek as you hold his body close to yours. “Heeseung,” you gasp when you feel his hand between your legs as he slowly circles your clit with his thumb.

“Shh baby, I have you” he leaned his forehead against yours, bucking his hips just a bit faster.

He breathes through his nose, sweat beads cascading down his perfectly toned abdomen as he brings you closer and closer to bliss. “Y/n,” he whispers, his mind completely numb from the way you feel wrapped around him. When he feels himself slipping, he has to bite his tongue to hold himself back from confessing his true feelings for you. “I’m so close” On cue, you feel him twitch within your heat.

“Hee,” you moan his name as your brows furrow and your lips part to let out every pant and soft breath within you.

“Cum baby, let it all go for me” The combination of his soft voice, his slow, precise movements, and the sweet seduction of his words finally makes let yourself go in his arms.

“Hee-heeseung” You let out a sob-like moan as you pulsate around him, and that ultimately makes him follow your lead and spill his love deep within your spasming core.

“That’s it, baby, I’m cumming” he whispers before kissing your forehead as the peak of his orgasm overtook his whole entire body. You feel his limbs jolt from the pleasure while you grip tightly onto his shoulders and ride out your mind-numbing highs together.

“Y/n,” he whimpers quietly as he puts his full weight on you, completely spent and soaked in sweat while filling you up with everything he had to give you.

You hum softly, savoring the moment and his warmth while your body regulates itself.

Absentmindedly your hand meets the back of his head, and you unknowingly stroke the damp strands of his hair. He melts from the feeling, surprised that you haven’t already told him to get dressed yet.

He finds the crook of your neck and buries his face there, basking in your heat as he pecks you endlessly, and you’re too tired to even protest, not to say you would, though. “Doesn’t this feel good?” He says, trying to persuade you into agreeing with him.

You don’t say anything, but your answer is pretty evident when you don’t move, and he smiles at that, continuously kissing all over your neck. “You should go get cleaned now,” you say, hoping that would get him off of you because you didn’t have it in you to physically push him away, not this time.

“I’m good,” he replies, still kissing your neck and occasionally rolling his hips ever so slightly, reminding you that he still hasn’t pulled out of you just yet. “Besides, my clothes are ruined, and I don’t just walk around with spares,” you sigh. He was right, and you couldn’t even get angry cause you were the one that made him cum in his pants.

“Fine, but leave in the morning” Your blunt words didn’t match the way you soothingly rubbed his back, he wanted to tease you about it, but he doesn’t test his luck. Right now, he’s just living in the moment.

“Okay, but for right now, round two” he holds himself above you, a grin plastered on his face as you feel his length growing inside you once again. There’s no way that you could say no.

“You’re never going to believe this,” heeseung calls Jay from your apartment, still very much naked and smiling giddily at the note you left him about his clothes being washed and folded on your nightstand.

“The fact that you’re calling me at six in the morning? You’re right. I can’t believe it,” heeseung smiles when he hears his friend's voice.

“No, not that! Y/n literally let me spend the night with her,” he says excitedly. For the first time in the year he’s been seeing you, he felt that he was finally making some progress with you.

“And you called me for that?” He replies dryly.

“Jay, this is like… monumental,” he exclaimed, trying to get Jay to understand just how much this meant to him. “For the first time, I actually feel like there could be something more between us.”

Jay sighed. He supposed heeseung was right, but at the same time, that wasn’t exactly a clear indicator that you liked him just cause you let him spend the night. “Aren’t you happy for me?” Heeseung muttered when he heard nothing but silence on the other end of the phone.

“No heeseung I am,” he sighs. “I just don’t want you getting your hopes up too much, okay? Was there a reason she let you stay?” Jay asks, hoping to get more info on the situation.

“No, well, I didn’t have clothes to change into after we, you know, but she left me a note and folded my clothes.” He says happily.

“What did the note say?” Jay rises up from the comfort of his bed and rubs the sleep from his eyes, knowing he isn’t going to be able to go back to bed.

“Left for work, washed and folded your clothes. Feel free to shower before you leave,” he read the note again.

“That’s it?” Jay said, a bit puzzled. He thought the note would at least contain some type of sentiment.

“What do you mean that’s it?” All that could be heard was a deep sigh.

“I mean, at this point that’s just hospitality” he wasn’t trying to kill heeseung’s mood, but clearly, there was nothing there that made it sound like you were into him. You could have at least written a small heart or a smiley face, anything.

“Of course, it’s not. She did it 'cause she likes me,” heeseung concluded in his head.

“Look, I’m not saying she doesn’t like you, but you can’t get excited over a note with practically nothing in it,” Jay said the cold hard truth.

“You don’t get it. Why would she do it if she didn’t like me? She could have just woken me up, tossed me my clothes, and told me to leave” Jay thought he kinda had a point there, but even still, that was reaching.

“Heeseung, I don’t want to come off as rude, but I think she would have done that for anyone,” Jay replies with a heavy heart.

“Anyone?” Heeseung scoffed. “Yeah, okay”

“Heeseung, I’m jus-“ he got interrupted before he could continue.

“I’m coming over in a few. I’ll see you then” Heeseung agitatedly hung up his phone. “What does he know?” He mumbled while getting dressed. He knew Jay was just looking out for him, but why couldn’t he see that you were finally receptive to his feelings?

Either way, he was going to make you his, with or without the support of his friends.

Okay, so maybe you weren’t as receptive to his feelings as much as he once thought.

Though the sex was amazing, you still hadn’t called him over at a decent hour after that night, nor did you let him spend the night again, which made him think about the conversation he had with Jay the day after.

Maybe he was right. Maybe that was just you showing him hospitality. As the one-month mark drew closer and closer, he couldn’t deny the disappointment he felt in his chest cause he knew sooner than later, he’d have to let you go.

He tried calling you to reverse the rolls, maybe to see if you’d come to him, but even that was a huge fail when you didn’t bother to answer any of his calls.

“Jay was right” It made him feel sick to his stomach. He was holding onto you for a whole year, foolishly thinking that sometime down the road, he’d become something more to you than just a fuck buddy, but unfortunately, he was wrong so wrong.

He laid in his bed, cheek pressed against his pillow as he mindlessly looked out the window, wondering how he was going to get over you.

Even when the sun set, ways to get over you were still lingering in his mind, and hours after thinking, he still didn’t come to a conclusion. He huffs out a sigh, feeling embarrassed and pathetic, even to an extent he feels used and ashamed because he so willingly gave his body to you just for you to use, and he thinks that’s the part that was killing him the most he gave you his everything yet he got nothing from you in return.

A single tear rolls down his cheek and immediately gets absorbed in his pillow. He couldn’t be angry with his friends for making him approach you. As much as he wanted to, he couldn’t even be mad at you, but he could be mad at himself cause he was the one who made the stupid decision to agree to your rules and be there at your every beck and call. If he had just an ounce of dignity for himself, then he would have said no, but when it came to you, any rational thought went totally out the window, and that’s why he’s in his bed still crying his eyes out for you half past midnight.

You received heeseung’s calls, but you were too nervous to answer. He never called you first, so why was he doing it now?

What was he calling about? Did he not want to see you anymore? Did he want to see you? You didn’t know, and it was starting to make you feel stressed. The calls you received from him were already a day CD old (that random “CD” was my cat's contribution to the story, btw, enjoy!!!), and he never called again, so maybe he was just calling you for a hookup.

You paced back and forth, trying to figure out why he could be calling.

You felt nervous cause ever since that night. He stayed over. You couldn’t seem to erase him from your mind.

When you woke up next to him, you almost melted seeing his features up close, and in the daylight, you knew he was handsome, but seeing him so close and crystal clear was a sight you’d never forget. You could see every little detail on his face. Even the small mole on his ear was adorable.

Your hand moved on its own as you brushed his hair away from his eyes. He stirred a little and mumbled your name, but soon after he went back to sleep, with a cute pout on his lips, you had the right mind to just snuggle up closer to him and fall back asleep in his arms, but unfortunately, you had work which you were now going to be late to cause you stayed and adored your fuck buddy for ten minutes too long.

And that’s when you came to the shocking realization that he was no longer your fuck buddy. He was so much more than that.

He was your stress relief. He was your go-to when you were feeling low. He was the only thing that kept you somewhat grounded with your hectic schedules.

Your pacing came to a dramatic halt. Without thinking twice about it, you called his phone so he could come over, and you’d do something you never thought of doing.

You were going to confess.

No biggie, right? If he turns you down, you’d be able to take it, right? It’s just rejection, right? Not like all the others who gave you hope and just left you, so everything would be okay.

One long sigh escapes your body, and your heart literally feels like it’s about to beat out of your chest from how fast it’s racing.

After the third ring, you felt like hanging up. Everything in your body was screaming at you to hang up, but the thought of hearing his voice on the other side made you stay on the line.

Well, thirty days, one whole month has passed, and still, there was no indication that you liked him back, so he decided to give up on the idea of being with you entirely.

Even though he didn’t feel like it, Jay had convinced him to go out so he could take his mind off you and celebrate him moving on from you, which in his mind was not something to be celebrated. What was there to celebrate about him getting his heart absolutely crushed?

Still, he couldn’t deny it would take his mind off you, so he agreed so they could all finally band together how they used to. Heck, it’s been months since he even spoke to Jake or Sunghoon.

“I’m proud of you,” Jay says over the music in the club that they’re currently visiting.

Heeseung barely managed to smile. He knew Jay was being supportive, and he was beyond thankful for it, but right now, it was just a tough time for him to be going through.

“Yeah, Jake won’t admit it, but he misses you,” Sunghoon adds while refilling his cup.

“I do not!” Jake's eyes widened as he smacked sunghoons shoulder.

“So why did I catch you looking at old pictures of us with tears in your eyes?” Sunghoon taunts.

“He did that?!” Heeseung says, suddenly interested in Jake’s silly behavior.

Sunghoon nodded. “And then he tried to play it off and say “he was drunk,” but I still don’t believe him,”

“Well, you guys don’t have to miss me any longer,” heeseung says regretfully.

Jake and Sunghoon both look at him with questionable looks, and Jay gives him a nod to continue.

“I’m not seeing you know who anymore,” he tells them they already knew the reason for his absence and that it was because he was with you nearly every single day.

The table goes silent for a while, sunghoon and Jake not knowing what to say. It’s been a year since heeseung had been seeing you and trying to get with you.

They knew just how much he truly liked you, so they didn’t know what to say about the sensitive topic.

“Say something, guys,” heeseung chuckles, uncomfortable from the obvious silence. “Come on, I already feel pathetic enough, so please don’t pity me” he forced a smile while pouring himself a drink despite his cup being nearly full, and it was clear he was just putting on a front for his friends.

“We’re sorry,” Sunghoon mutters.

“Yeah, we know you liked her a lot. It’s all my fault. I should have never made you talk to her” Jake slumped in his chair, sulking.

“It’s no one’s fault but my own, so there is no need to feel sorry. Just fill me in on what you all have been up to?” He smiles while changing the topic to something else.

“We just got back fro-“ Jay goes silent when he sees heeseung’s phone light up.

Heeseung heard his phone buzzing. He tried to ignore it, but he just had to know if it was you or not. He flipped it over, and low and behold, it was you calling him for once at a decent hour. His fingers were itching to hit the accept button, and he was about to until he looked up and saw Jay quietly shaking his head back and forth.

He sighed deeply and leaned back in his chair, continuing to let it ring, but Jay was right.

Right?

He just wonders why all of a sudden, were you calling him before two in the morning. You always called him late, well, except for that one time.

“But-“ Heeseung says, still watching his phone buzzing.

“Don’t,” Jay warns.

“Just one more night,” heeseung pleads.

“What is one more night going to change? Besides, you owe this to me, to us, and more importantly to yourself, enough of this already. When are you going to wake up and see that she doesn’t care about you!” Jay says agitatedly, and he instantly regrets his words when he sees heeseung’s face completely drop.

The table once again fell silent until the call had ended.

“I-I didn’t mean it like that-“ Heeseung cuts Jay off with a small smile.

“No, you’re right” he swallows the lump in his throat. “She doesn’t care about me” he smiles sadly, his finger hovering over the block button, and with trembling hands, he closes his eyes as a single tear runs down his cheek, and he finally does. He taps the block button regretfully. “I think I should go home,” he tells the group and wipes his tears before they could see that he was crying.

“No,” Jake quickly stands up and grabs his hand. “We need to cheer you up,” Sunghoon nods in agreement.

“Thanks, guys, but I’m really not in the moo-“

“Nonsense, we’re gonna dance all the pain away! Isn’t that right, hoon?” Jake says with a smile.

“I haven’t danced since prom,” Sunghoon grumbles but stands up never the less. “You’re not gonna make me do this alone,” he laughs and coaxes Jay into their little cheer-up group.

“I’m gonna need another drink for this one,” Jay says but takes the whole bottle to the dance floor instead.

“It’s late. I think-“ Heeseung still tries to protest, but obviously, they were not having it.

“No thinking, just dancing,” Jake interrupted.

“Fine,” heeseung finally shows them a genuine smile when he sees his other friends already dancing or whatever they were calling it. “But no girls.”

“Pfft, girls? Who needs em’? This is boys' night!” Jake shouts over the music, and heeseung can’t help but smile at the fact that his friends were willing to make absolute fools out of themselves just so he could cheer up, but maybe Jake was right. Who needs girls when you have your best friends?

You pout when you hear the call go to his voicemail.

You don’t want to seem desperate, but at this point, you are you haven’t seen him for a few days, and you miss him dearly and not just for sex, so without another thought, you call him again, except this time, it doesn’t even ring, which makes you furrow your brows in confusion and frown.

After five more attempts, you can only conclude that he must have blocked your number. At first, you thought maybe his phone was dead, but why would it have rung multiple times before?

You sat on your sofa, sighing to yourself as you set your phone aside and cupped your face in your hands as tears started to gather in your eyes. “You did it again,” you say to yourself, feeling that same heartbreak that you never wished to feel again.

Maybe this was just your fate falling in love only for your heart to get broken over and over again.

Like a never ending cycle.

No wonder he called you a few days ago. Now you were connecting the dots. He must have been calling you to break things off, and when you didn’t answer, he just decided to block you.

You hated yourself cause how could you let this happen again when you told yourself it wouldn’t, but in your defense, heeseung just felt different. You don’t know why, but he did so different that you let your walls down and let him into your heart, only for him to steal it and run away.

You smiled to yourself, already trying to mend your heart. This has happened before, and you made it through, so this was nothing new you wiped your tears and convinced yourself that everything would be okay and that you’d be okay.

Cause heartbreak always comes and goes.

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[sainns]

pretty in pink ( lee heeseung )

femreader fluff & summer camp au — you and your boyfriend are in a very intense prank war courtesy of your cabins.

cw heeseung may seem mean but i promise it's lighthearted ㅤ& 532 words.

note srry if this is bad i wrote it in 20mins during history ^.^

you storm into the dining hall, stopping once you make it to his table. you glare at the boy, your arms crossed, "you are so not funny,"

jake glances between you and his friend, his eyes wide as he takes in your appearance. you can tell he's trying not to laugh, if not out of sympathy then for fear of you cussing him out.

which you are defintely not afraid to do right now—you don't even care if you get in trouble by lisa, the camp director, because being covered in pink paint is much worse than whatever punishment she'd give you.

"i didn't say i was," heeseung grins before taking a bite out of his burger, "you look pretty in pink, baby,"

your glare worsens at the petname, "don't call me that. i'm breaking up with you,"

"that's not fair. i didn't break up with you when you glued my shoes to the floor," he hums.

"i'm pink,"

he sighs, glancing at jake who's been silently watching your interaction. heeseung meets the younger boy's gaze and gives him a look causing him to immediately stand up with his plate, "uh, i'll go now. good luck heeseung, she looks mad,"

with that he leaves, leaving the two of you alone—well, as alone as you can be in the packed dining hall.

"i really hate you right now. this is so gross," you whine, shuddering when you feel the wet paint sliding down the back of your neck.

"hey, my kids were the ones who planned it," he stands up, walking around the table to where you're standing. he almost places his hand on your cheek before deciding against it, not wanting to get paint on himself, "but i'm sorry, okay? i promise i will never cover you in paint again,"

"you have no backbone. i can't believe they dragged you into their prank war,"

"you glued my shoes to the floor, of course i had to get you back," he shrugs.

a frown makes its way to your face, "i didn't do it, my kids did,"

true, you did give them the idea of gluing heeseung's cabin's shoes to the floor but you didn't do it. you were no where near his cabin when they did it. you were simply distracting heeseung, his kids busy with whatever activity they were doing that day.

heeseung hums, smiling down at you, "yeah, sure, baby," he leans down, his nose brushing against yours, making your breath hitch despite your slight annoyance towards him.

his smile changes into an annoyingly smug smirk and he flicks your forehead, wiping the small amount of paint that got on him onto his pants. "me and my kids are winning this, so don't waste your time and go take a shower. i'll see you later, yeah?

you stare in shock as your boyfriend walks away from you, grabbing his plate and walking over to where his friends are, leaving you alone and covered in pink paint.

oh, he's definitely going to have a bad day tomorrow.

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[seungiepop]

5:05 pm ✰

lee heeseung x inexperience!reader

wc: 0.5k

caution: cursing, mentioned of sex, smut

masterlist

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“Mhm! Fuck, just like that…” Throwing his head back at the intense pleasure shooting through his veins, Heeseung couldn’t help but let out loud high pitched moans feeling her insert his whole length into her throat, the wetness and tightness of her warm throat just making him feel so lightheaded he might pass out. Never in his entire life has he received so much pleasure from just receiving head, hell he’s only ever came once from getting his dick sucked, not counting his first time. Taking his length out of her mouth with a small quiet pop, she slowly began to stroke him, tightening her grip when she reached the tip

“And you said this is your first time giving head?” he panted out, hissing when she leaned down to suck on the red tip tasting the salty precum that slowly oozed out.

Y/n nodded her head, taking his dick out once more and stroked him at a good pace. “Sorta, I've sucked dick once but he came way too quickly for me to enjoy it.'' She honestly couldn’t help admiring Heeseungs cock, it's one of the prettiest ones she's ever seen and the biggest. “Are you telling me you like sucking cock pretty girl?” he slightly teased, pulling her head back and leaned down, faces only inches apart. She just looked way too pretty not to stare at, her swollen lips, the slight tears that were gathered on her waterline, and even her flushed face. Fuck he had to kiss her. Without thinking twice he connected their lips, not wasting a second to stick his tongue into her mouth.

The taste of himself in her mouth made him groan “Shit” he moaned into the kiss as she sped up her movements “hmm, I wanna suck you off!” she whined, pulling away from the kiss and looking at him with a pout.

God, he almost felt as if he was about to come right there just from her words itself “How could I say no to a pretty thing like you, huh?” He cooed, bringing his hand down to caress her cheek. Smiling cheekily at him she slowly leaned her down towards his lower center, eyes not looking away from him as she opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around his tip, giving him a few sucks before taking his whole length into her mouth and bobbing her head up and down. His moans incougered her to take him in deeper, gagging as the tip hit the back of her throat. “Fuck i’m so close!” Heeseung felt the knot in the pit of his stomach almost burst, but he couldn’t cum just yet he wanted to fuck her as a reward for making him feel so good.

Y/n could tell he was seconds to coming so taking matters into her own hands she reached to cup one of his balls, “wa-wait y/n… ahh f-fuck!” He wasn't able to pull her off fast enough, he felt himself come in her mouth, ropes and ropes of cum shooting out the tip. She pulled away, watching in awe as his cum continued to squirt out “son of a-“ he breathed out, slightly shaking from the aftershock of his orgasm.

He was fucked.

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[rikidaze]

FIGHT FOR YOU ; LEE HEESEUNG

lee heeseung x reader, fluff, gn!reader, the 'i can fight' trope lol

notes: heyyyyy

“Heeseung, let me in,” you say sternly, arms crossed as you stand in front of his door.

“Look, I told you that I’m fine so you don’t have to do this,” Heeseung’s voice comes muffled from the front door of his house that sits in between you both. “Besides, I know how to treat myself, so you can go home before your parents find out and get angry at you.”

“No. I’m not leaving until you open this damn door,” you insist firmly. One thing Heeseung should have learned from the past year of meeting and dating you is that you are really stubborn when it comes to something you set your mind to; right now having him yield and let you in.

“Y/n, I said I’m fine,” Heeseung replies with a sigh, yet you hear a note of surrender in his voice as the door unlocks and opens up wide enough so that you can see a fraction of his face… and a black eye.

Your eyes widen, pushing the door open wider and letting yourself in. You carefully cup Heeseung’s face, finally being able to see his whole face up close. As you scan his face, you see minor cuts on his cheek. You take his hands into your own and notice how minor cuts are scattered across his knuckles.

“What happened? Who made you look like this?” You ask frantically, him wincing when your finger barely grazes over the fresh cut on his cheek.

Heeseung mumbles something, face turning scarlet in a split second.

You furrow your eyebrows. “What? Hee, you’re going to have to speak up. I can't hear you.”

“I said, someone commented something really nasty about you, so naturally, as your boyfriend, I had to stick up for you,” Heeseung explains, fiddling his thumbs together. “They didn’t want to stop, so things escalated, and… here I am.” This man even had the nerve to smile at you!

“Heeseung, I.. I know I should be flattered that you were willing to get into a fight for me, but all I’m thinking about is how much you’re in pain! Stay here, I’ll go get the first-aid kit,” you say, giving him the side eye as a warning for him not to exert himself. You grab the first aid kit from the bathroom swiftly and rush back, taking out a cotton pad and antiseptic.

Carefully, you dab the cotton pad on his cuts and bruises, Heeseung wincing occasionally when you brush deeper cuts. You unwrap a few bandages and place them on the cuts. “There,” you say softly, smiling at Heeseung. “All better.”

“Thanks, Y/n,” Heeseung mutters so softly that if you weren’t so close to him you wouldn’t have heard it. He puts his arms around your waist, resting his head on your chest, and sighed.

“Anytime, Hee,” you reply, caressing his hair tenderly. “Just… make sure this doesn’t happen again, okay? I’m really happy you stood up for me, but I’d rather not see you hurt anymore.”

“Mhm, okay, I know,” Heeseung agrees. “I just can’t help it, I guess. I can’t stand hearing people speak so lowly of you.” You sigh, not knowing what else to say. Instead, you silently turn and grab a set of new clothes for Heeseung to change into (you could hear him laugh at how shy you were, despite dating him for almost a year already).

“Come here, love,” Heeseung says and you swivel back around, laying down next to him as he pats it down for you, careful enough to not put too much pressure on his body. “You don’t have to worry about me too much, okay? I know my limits and how far I can go. Besides, what kind of boyfriend would I be to not even defend my own girlfriend?”

You giggle, hugging Heeseung’s torso. “Well, you would still be an amazing boyfriend because you’ve already done so much for me. Plus, does it really benefit me to see you all bruised up? No, so no more fights, okay?”

“Okay, okay, no more, I promise. But…” Heeseung draws out, and his tone of voice is so playful that you turn to him rapidly, already expecting something stupid to come out. “In order for me to keep your promise, you have to accompany me to eat ramen on the nights I want to,” he winks, and you start to protest but he interrupts. “Come on, just this time!”

He gives you puppy eyes that shine like stars, and once again, you surrender to his request. “Fine! Just… not too much, okay? It’s not good for your health if you eat ramen every day.”

“You sound like my mother,” Heeseung laughs, earning himself a glare. “But, yes. I promise to not eat it every day.”

You nod happily, content. “Now go to sleep. I know you must be really tired, Hee.”

“Mm,” he replies in a tired tone, as expected. “Goodnight, love.”

“Goodnight, Hee. Sleep well.”

#𐙚 love letter #lee heeseung #lee heeseung x you #lee heeseung x y/n #lee heeseung x reader #lee heeseung fluff #lee heeseung enhypen #heeseung #heeseung x y/n #heeseung x you #heeseung x reader #heeseung fluff #heeseung enhypen #enhypen #enhypen x y/n #enhypen x you #enhypen x reader #enhypen fluff #enhypen heeseung

[lilacnini]

𐙚 LILACNINI'S WORK IN PROGRESS

₊˚⊹ writings that are in progress and currently writing. most of these writings are about 5k+ work count and do take a couple of days/ weeks to make. ask to be added to the taglist!

CALL ME YOURS !! (LHS - 이희승)

pairing: topstudent!heeseung x popularstudentfem!reader

rating: PG 13+

genre: fake dating, s2l, romance, high school au

warning(s): reader + heeseung being in denial, your ex cheated, kissing, inspired by a k-drama (i forgot which one), two of them being awfully awkward at first, swearing, grammar errors,

taglist (OPEN): @yenqa @mylstserenade @jlheon @naespas @jooniesbears-blog @erehkinnie30 @wonifullove @miumiuisme @shawnyle @dimplewonie @beomluvrr @jiaant11 @teddywonss 

SYNOPSIS: ever since you broke up with your ex, choi jiho, who cheated on you with another girl, you have always wanted to get revenge. when you meet jiho again at school, to prove you were over him and had met a better man, you told him you were meeting someone. you lied and told him you were meeting a random guy who you pointed at on your school's bulletin board for being the top student in the whole school. coincidentally, that guy was lee heeseung, known for his quiet and smart personality. then jiho demands to meet him in real life, hand-in-hand with you, which now you have a huge problem. first, you have to find heeseung, and next, you have to date him.

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HIDE IT, OR NOT (SJY - 심재윤)

pairing: sonofceorival!jake x daughterofceofem!reader

rating: PG 13+

genre: ceo au, university au, e2l, romance, fluff, angst, short written series

warning(s): kissing, swearing, grammar errors, mentions about being pressured, jake and reader basically lying 24/7 to your parents, jake and reader hating eachother at first

taglist (OPEN): @yenqa @mylstserenade @jlheon @erehkinnie30 @wonifullove @miumiuisme @shawnyle @dimplewonie  @teddywonss 

SYNOPSIS: your father is practically full-on rivals with the sim corporations. ever since you were little, you remember your father and mother always mumbling about how "disgusting" they are and talking badly about them. after years pass, you attend the same high school and university. at first, the two of you hated each other's guts due to your parents' rivalry. but as years passed, you seem not to hate jake that much. soon, both of you had fallen in love with each other. but how could you tell your parents that you fell in love with their rival company's son?

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OUR BELOVED SUMMER (PSH - 박성훈)

pairing: ex!sunghoon x fem!reader

rating: PG 13+

genre: ex2lovers, romance, high school au (ish), angst, fluff

warning(s): this is basically the k-drama beloved summer but sunghoon ver (slightly different in some scenes + parts), kissing, lots of flashbacks from before, lots of crying, somewhat more angsts than the rest of my works

taglist (OPEN): @yenqa @mylstserenade @jlheon @naespas @erehkinnie30 @wonifullove @shawnyle @dimplewonie @teddywonss 

SYNPOSIS: as high schoolers, you and sunghoon filmed a documentary showing the top student and lowest student sitting together in class. as days passed, the two of you ended up falling in love and dated for a couple of months. eventually, you both parted ways to pursue your respective dreams. years after your breakup, the documentary went viral, prompting you and sunghoon to reunite on camera once again. there was awkward tension, but in the end, you two fell in love again and rewrote the entire story again.

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MORE WILL BE COMING SOON...

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[onlyjaeyun]

𝐏𝐎𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐍 – 𝟑𝟖

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓: 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐬

⤲ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐋𝐞𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

⤲ 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞!𝐀𝐔, 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝!𝐀𝐔, 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭, 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭

← 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 — 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 — 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 →

⤲ 𝐜𝐰: 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝟎𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐚𝐛𝐯𝐬𝐞, 𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝

(A/N: Yup. we're right back to the angst, sorry babies. it's deffo gonna be a little heavier for the next few chaps so be prepared. tysm for all the love on the last chap, i love you all so much🥺 feedback and reblogs are appreciated and big thanks to the nonie who sent me the idea for this chapter!!!🧸💓)

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[lix-ables]

HARD THOUGHT — ENHA.

late night drive with heeseung, where you're out getting some food as well, and he stops at an almost empty parking lot just to have his fingers buried deep inside you. his voice whispers you to be quiet.

"that's it. look at that, baby – so much better when you're not pushing my hand away hm?" he says when you try to make him stop lest someone catches you and you're now embarrassed, but heeseung just won't stop.

note. take this as a first time me writing for enha, bc im having thoughts. lemme know if you want to be tagged in future fics and @hee-pster 🤭🤭 you're welcome

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[sincerelyrki]

STRAWBERRY COUGH

SYNOPSIS ⮕ Lee Heeseung never thought the day would come, the day his dealer permanently went out of business. Through word of mouth, Heeseung managed to hear about you, the unknown seller who chooses their clients very selectively. Heeseung had almost lost all hope as his attempts to find you came out fruitless, his desperation only growing. Now insert Park Sunghoon, the man who happened to not only be your top client but also Heeseung’s best friend. or in other words, how far would Lee Heeseung go just to get another taste of his favourite strain, Strawberry Cough? (hint : very far)

PAIRING ⮕ stoner!heeseung x dealer!fem!reader

GENRE + WARNINGS + TROPES ⮕ smau. college au. drugs. he fell first and harder. warnings will be added on each chapter.

STATUS ⮕ UPCOMING! after miniskirt ;)

TAGLIST ⮕ OPEN! send an ask , comment , dm to be added ♡

FEAT ⮕ yeojin [loona]. natty [kiss of life]. k [&team]. nicholas [&team].

A/N ⮕ strawberry lemon corrected i want a lemon lime from a new perspective (sorry).

perm taglist ⮕ @neocockthotology @simjyunnie @addictedtohobi @ahnneyong @grassbutneo comment to be added ><

PROFILES

| dealing with more than drugs

| do heroine(s) not heroin

| the clients

CHAPTERS

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| three :

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[yournameloveskpop]

Good Morning

Paring: Heeseung x Reader

Warning: swearing, morning sex, teasing while asleep, oral (f. Receiving)

Style: Smut, NSFW, Romance

Word count: 929

Y/N stirred from her slumber, the first light of dawn painting the room in a soft, ethereal glow. She lay there for a moment, the quiet of the early morning enveloping her, before a gentle sigh escaped her lips. Stretching her arms above her head, she turned her head, her eyes slowly focusing on the serene face of her boyfriend, Heeseung, asleep beside her.

"Morning already?" she whispered to herself, her voice barely audible.

She couldn't help but smile, watching him in the tranquility of sleep, his features relaxed and unguarded. Moving closer, she admired the gentle rise and fall of his chest, the faint, contented expressions that flickered across his face as he dreamed.

Leaning in, Y/N planted a tender kiss on Heeseung's lips, a soft, loving gesture that stirred the butterflies in her stomach. She lingered for a moment, savoring the warmth of his skin against hers, before pulling back slightly. To her amusement, Heeseung responded with a slight pout, a reaction that went unnoticed by his slumbering consciousness.

"Always so cute," she murmured, her voice laced with affection.

Her heart swelled at the sight, a playful spark lighting up her eyes. An idea, bold and teasing, began to take shape in her mind.

With a mischievous grin, she whispered to herself, "Let's see how you'll react to this." Gently, she began to trace her fingers across his abs, her touch light and exploratory.

Despite being deep in sleep, Heeseung let out a soft gasp, a testament to the sensitivity of his skin.

Encouraged by his unconscious reactions, Y/N shifted, positioning herself atop him with a grace that belied her excitement. She carefully tugged at his pajama bottoms, her hands venturing towards his sensitive areas with a boldness that was both exhilarating and tender. Heeseung's response was a soft groan, his lips parting to murmur her name, a sound that sent waves of warmth through her.

"It seems you're enjoying this in your dreams, too," Y/N teased softly, though her words were meant only for her ears.

She leaned down, her lips tracing a path across his stomach, each kiss a promise, a tease of the pleasure she was keen to offer. Her movements were deliberate, a dance of touch and sensation that was as much for her as it was for him. When she reached his semi hardened dick she slowly stroked it with her hand, her tongue licking the tip.

"Y/N," Heesung moaned though still fast asleep.

He groaned as his back arched in pleasure. To heesung the dream felt real, when in reality it was really. Y/N going down on him further and sucking slowly.  It was like all those times she had watched him masturbate, his fantasies realized. His grip tightened on the sheets, his breath catching in his throat. The sweet sensation was more than he could handle. Before he could think twice about it he let  go of everything holding him back and exploded inside of Y/N. This time not a soft moan or even a groan escaped his mouth, just a cry. He woke up just in time to watch his girlfriend pull away.

"Y/N. . . What are you-" Heeseung was cut off when Y/N sat over his still hardened dick.

"I'm just giving you a good morning," she teased and leaned down to give him another kiss.

He hummed in response, still processing what just happened. He thought he was dreaming but he wasn't anymore. She pulled back and lifted her nightdress up slightly before carefully easing his dick into her pussy. Heeseung was still waking up as he lazily held her hips as she bounced on top of him.

"fuck, Y/N! This is definitely a good morning," he chuckle gruffly and moves his hips upwards against hers. 

They started moving together faster, their pace building. Y/N could feel his dick getting harder and longer as they moved along. He didn't last long after this and within minutes he was spurting cum into her. Now fully awake, Heesung shifted their position so that y/n was now underneath him. His dick was still inside her as he moved his hips with more force.

"mm... I don't want this morning to end yet," he moaned as his kisses trailed down her neck.

They kissed passionately, his hands removing her nightdress and his pyjamas skilfully.

He pulled Y/N closer and made her wrap her legs round his waist. The morning sunrise making the both of them glow  and appear almost celestial. After their initial passion, they continued to make love quietly. Inhaling her sweet scent, nuzzling his nose into her hair and the smooth curves of her back. Both of them content with one another. A few more minutes and Y/N and Heeseung came together.

Once the calmed down Heeseung pulled out and looked down at Y/N with a soft look. He chuckled softly before giving her a gentle kiss.

"Good morning, baby,"  he whispered, giving her a warm smile.

"Good Morning," Y/N giggled and cuddled him.

"You know, after that morning surprise. I'm still pretty hard." He stated and sat up slightly. "How about we continue this in the shower?"

"Sounds perfect," she replied before jumping off of him and heading to the bathroom.

He grinned and followed after her. The two stepped into the large bathroom, the door shutting behind them. When the warm water hit. Another round of morning passion had begun.

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[jungwonderz]

0.) the text

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a/n ; what do we think of the prologue 😥

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[won4ver]

✈︎ cherry lips

Heeseung loves the cherry aftertaste on your lips.

pairing : bf!heeseung x stoner!gn!reader

warnings + genre : established relationship. slightly suggestive at one part. kissing. weed. heeseung eats food from your mouth.

wc : 1.1k

a/n : can’t stop writing about heeseung. got this idea while listening to cherry waves by deftones. not rly sure what to tag this as lol

Entrancing silhouettes of indistinguishable shapes danced around the room in delicate pirouettes. Colourful amourous clouds broke apart in sequences of obscure bubbles- colliding in a mist of smoke.

A breathy giggle left Heeseung’s lips as he watched you exhale a new puff, a lazy smile gracing his lips as he admired your appearance from under his heavy eyelids.

The clouds of smoke surrounded you like a second skin, the coloured air around the two of you showcasing your complexion like a spotlight.

He watched the azure scene with a strange feeling creeping up through his pores, the sensation was almost akin to jealousy.

The blunt that you inhaled from moments before was now hanging loosely between two fingers, discarded to the side for a brief moment.

Low music played throughout the room, notes floating through the air as they collided with the smoke. Your rustic record player stood proud beside your vintage vogue magazines, the Saturday Night Wrists vinyl nearing its end.

Heeseung could feel his mouth fill with desire as your cleavage became more prominent with your leaning torso. Your outstretched arm reached across the table separating the two of you, long nails aiding you as your fingertips grabbed a small glass.

Even with his eyes closed he could’ve guessed what you reached for, cherries. In your words, cherries and weed are a stoner's wet dream. Heeseung would’ve never believed that hypothesis before he met you, but after getting a taste of your cherry lips he could do nothing more than agree.

Lee Heeseung wasn’t a stoner but he was fully prepared to drop thousands on bowls if it meant that he got to witness said wet dream. Nothing tasted better on his tongue than the combination of his three new favourite things; you, the aftertaste of weed on your lips, and the secondhand cherry juice.

He watched with bated breath as you lifted the crimson fruit to your lips, knuckles tightening as you seductively bit into the saturated flesh.

He could practically feel the juice of the cherry run down his chin, an exact mirror the the sight he was salivating at. His eyes zeroed in on the sweet nectar slip from the corners of your lips.

He could feel your eyes staring through him as your tongue slowly peaked out, licking the juice collecting on your lips. His pants tightened as the fruit tainted your skin in a layer of red tarnish.

You placed the stem back into the glass, purposely avoiding putting it against the other untroubled ripe fruit. You tried to keep the sky smile from falling on your lips when you noticed your boyfriend's eyes following your hand. You successfully kept it at bay before you gave him your best innocent look, pouting your lips with the cherry still sitting on your tongue.

“It’s too messy” You whined, your little act hypnotizing him tenfold compared to the mystic clouds. You knew he bought your act the second he stood up from his spot, lazily walking around the small table separating the two of you within seconds.

He dropped down beside you, the entire right side of his body touching yours as he threw his arm around the back of the couch. “C’mere, I’ll take care of it” He widened his legs, manspreading enough to accommodate your body.

He motioned for you to get up with two fingers, quirking an eyebrow at you in confirmation. You slowly stood up, your tights cladded knees replacing the spot you were sitting in.

The blunt in your fingers was passed over, now between Heeseung’s lips as he inhaled.

You sat your body against Heeseung’s, leaning your shoulder against his broad chest as you sunk into his embrace.

You leaned your head against his collarbone, cheek squishing against his bare skin as a quiet sigh left your lips. Eyes closed for a brief moment as your high reached a pause.

Heeseung could feel your jaw moving as you chewed the cherry, your small bites warming his chest as the intimacy of the situation settled within him. He removed the blunt from his lips, putting it in the hand that was wrapped around your waist.

He raised a hand to grab the cup out of your hand, placing it against your legs that were spread across his own. He brought it up to your lips, putting it directly under your lips, “Here baby, spit it out.”

The small cherry core pushed out from between your lips, landing into the cup with a small thunk. “Want more” Heeseung bit his lip as you requested more, thoughts running wild due to the proximity between your lips and his own.

Heeseung just hummed, fingers plucking out the best-looking cherry, placing it against your lips without a word. Your red doe eyes stared up at him as you opened your lips, teeth closing down around half of the cherries surface.

Since you were now laid up against him, Heeseung now had the perfect sight of the red trail racing down your chin. He tutted as he saw you preparing to lick it off, small sounds of disapproval leaving his lips, “do I need to teach you how to share?”

Before his question could raise any confusion in you, Heeseung brushed his nose against yours as his head tilted for a new angle.

His eyes closed in pleasure as his tongue connected with the sweet juice, his tongue licking the line off your face.

His lips replaced his tongue as it reached your lips, only using his tongue to separate your lips to accommodate his tongue.

A small moan left his lips as he took the cherry from your tongue and onto his own, pulling away from you as he chewed the fruit.

At this moment he was almost completely certain that he’d never tasted anything sweeter, the taste of you and the cherry mixing in a satisfying blend.

“You taste so good, my favourite taste” he whispered to you, eyes opening to see your shocked expression. He playfully winked at you as your face morphed into anger when you felt the absence of the cherry on your lips.

“You stole my cherry?” You didn’t mean for it to come off as a question, the disbelief growing as your boyfriend once again hummed.

“Of course I did, cherry. Your lips tasted too sweet, I needed more” He brought the blunt up to your dropped jaw, placing it against your bottom lip.

“Come on, don’t you want more?” He used his thumb to close your mouth, nodding to you as he saw you inhaling. “Good girl, now open your mouth” He pulled your chin down, putting his lips across from yours as he maintained eye contact.

“Shotgun me”

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[enhaheeseung]

Come back to me - L. HS

Pairing: heeseung X fem reader!

Warnings: mentions of smut, language, alcohol, verbal abuse, crying, heeseung is a very shitty husband.

WC: 2,274k

“My god, it’s my wife again,” heeseung sighed. He was just out trying to spend a “peaceful” night with his co workers, and here you are, blowing up his phone and spamming him about his whereabouts. “I have to go before she has a panic attack.”

“She has you so whipped,” his friend and coworker Jake says.

“We must all have the same wife,” Heeseung replies, making the rest of the guys laugh while he grabs his jacket and takes one last shot before leaving the bar.“See you guys tomorrow!” He waves to his table of friends before going home, and he dreads walking through the door and having to deal with your constant whining and complaining.

He takes a deep breath before entering his home, but nothing can prepare him for the nagging he faces as soon as he enters.

He didn’t even get to take his shoes off before you had already started motor mouthing him. “Oh my god,” he rubs his temples in frustration. He already had a headache from work, and now he has to listen to your high pitched whining.

“Where were you? Why didn’t you answer my calls? I was worried about you.” you walk over to him to greet him with a hug. You don’t mean to bombard him with questions, but you were worried sick. “Is that- is that alcohol? Have you been drinking?” You say after breaking the hug that he didn’t even bother returning.

“Yes baby, it’s alcohol,” he sighs and takes his coat and shoes off, loosening his tie while he looks at you, completely disinterested in what you have to say.

“Hee, were you drinking and dri-“

“Yes! Oh my fucking god!” he shouts, cutting you off. “I’m a grown fucking man. I can drink, I can drive, and I can definitely take care of myself. I don’t need you keeping fucking tabs on me 24/7. I’m not a child I’m your husband.” he brushes past you, heading straight for the fridge to get another beer cause the five he had at the bar weren’t quite enough to help him put up with you.

You stood there, completely shocked by what he said. You knew you could be a little over the top and overprotective of him, but you didn’t know that’s what he thought of you.

Making your way over to the kitchen, you parted your lips to apologize. “Please just don’t. I already have a headache, and I can’t do this with you right now.” You close your mouth and instead try to hug him as an apology, but he just pushes you away. “Can you get any more annoying?” He shakes his head, popping off the lid on his beer and drinking half the bottle.

To say you were hurt would be an understatement this had been going on for months, this strange behavior that your husband adopted seemingly out of nowhere. The first time you talked to him about it, he just told you he was stressed from work and had a few drinks. You thought that was the end of it, but more often than not, he’d come home late, reeking of alcohol and treating you like you had zero feelings. You weren’t trying to scold him or baby him. You were just worried about him, but obviously, he didn’t see it like that.

Things had been a little rocky in the marriage. Lately, he spent more time at work and less time at home. You two rarely talked anymore. More like he wouldn’t let you talk. Every time you tried to get him to open up, he just shut down, and now you were stressed out because now not only was your husband shutting you out, but he was treating you like absolute trash, and you couldn’t believe it the day you met him he wouldn’t have dared talked to you that way but the heeseung you married was apparently long gone and you can’t believe after five long years of a happy loving marriage it all just went to pot in the last eight months and you don’t even know where to begin to fix it cause now his rotten attitude was now rubbing off on you which is why you responded with. “I guess I wasn’t annoying in bed last night.”

He chuckles, taking another sip of his beer. “That’s right, cause your mouth was doing something useful instead of bitching”

You gasp from his foul language, and he has the nerve to laugh at your shocked face. “What is your problem? Why are you acting like such an asshole?” You say with tears welling in your eyes and a defeated tone.

“You’re my problem, and maybe I wouldn’t be “such an asshole,” he says with finger quotes. “if you weren’t such a needy bitch” he scoffs. “Like my god, give me a fucking break heeseung this heeseung that when do you ever just shut the fuck up?”

You looked at him for a solid minute, complete utter silence taking over the kitchen, and you know what, if that’s what he thought of you, then so be it. “F-fine, I won’t be your problem anymore.” you turn away from him, not before a few tears trickled down your cheek.

Once he noticed you crying, he kinda felt bad even though you were being so over dramatic. “Baby….” Heeseung sighed, walking after you and gripping your forearm.

“I’m not your baby, and don’t you dare fucking touch me!” You yanked your arm out of his grip and went to the bedroom, leaving him stunned in the hallway cause you never treated him like that before.

“Shit,” he mutters and plops down on the couch finishing a few more beers to give you some time to calm down cause he knew you were just overreacting and being emotional like you always are.

He quietly enters the bedroom a while later, stripping down to his underwear and slipping in the covers, attempting to put his arm around your waist, but you simply scooted away from him. Instead of him getting the hint, he scooted closer to you, trying to back hug you, but this time, you got out of bed, grabbing a pillow and a spare sheet to sleep on the couch. “Where are you going?” He whispers groggily. From all the alcohol he drank, you could literally smell him as soon as he entered the bed.

“The couch,” you respond, tone as cold as ice.

“Fine, be a cunt, then see if I fucking care” he turns around in the bed, throwing the blankets over his shoulder and pretending that he was alright with you ignoring his touch and sleeping on the couch.

You just shook your head back and forth and left without another thought, going to sleep on the couch cold, sad, hurt, and alone.

In the morning, heeseung felt like shit. When he woke up, his head was pounding, and his muscles were sore from all the hours he’d been working. “Morning bab-“ he stopped when he remembered the fight you guys had last night, and that just made his head throb even harder than it already was.

After getting ready for work, he came out of the bedroom expecting breakfast, but you were still asleep on the couch. It looks like you slept a little bit more soundly without him than he did without you. He was literally tossing and turning all night.

He quickly kissed your forehead before leaving for work.

By the time you woke up, it was five in the afternoon, and that was the perfect time. Heeseung wouldn’t be home till eleven, and you’d be done packing far earlier than that.

You’d be lying if you said getting a divorce hasn’t been on your mind, but you gave it a couple of months to see if things would get any better between the two of you. But sadly, it didn’t, and divorce sounded like the only option. heeseung wasn’t communicating with you, and the past few months were eating you alive. If you stayed much longer, you probably would have lost yourself even more than you already have.

You gave up on dressing nice. What was the point when your man wouldn’t even take you out of the house you barely cleaned cause you just didn’t have the energy to, showering happened every other day, and you always felt useless cause your husband was struggling and you couldn’t help him the only thing that seemed to make him feel better was having you at night but even in bed he wasn’t the same he was more demanding always concerned about his pleasure and not yours which was a turn off for you.

But luckily, that was all going to end. After tonight, it would finally be over. You were freeing yourself from eight long months of abuse.

Once you finished packing, you stood on his side of the bedroom, a single tear leaving your eye as you slipped off your beautiful wedding ring and placed it on top of the divorce papers that you had already signed.

You left sooner than later because the longer you stayed, the more it was going to hurt, and you’ve been hurting for far too long already.

Heeseung was at the bar again, drowning himself in beer after beer and shot after shot, trying to forget the argument he had with you, but nothing was working.

He kept checking his phone every other minute, keeping an eye out to see if you sent him a text cause if you did, he was gonna respond right away and head straight home, so you wouldn’t have to worry about him being stupid for the countless night in a row yet a text never came, and he figured you must be really really upset with him this time.

“Is that your wife?” Jake asked, noticing him checking his phone every few minutes.

“No, actually,” he dryly chuckled, his thumb hovering over the power button on his phone. He turned it on and unlocked it, sifting through all his messages, and still not a single one from you. And now he was starting to get worried because this wasn’t like you. He should have at least ten missed calls and twenty different texts by now cause it was past midnight, and that’s always when you really started to spam him.

“Don’t worry, she’ll be at it soon enough.” his friend Jay pours him another drink, one that he doesn’t bother touching cause he’s still too focused on his phone, waiting to hear from you. “Ugh,” Jake sighed, a ding going off on his phone. “If it’s not one, it’s the other, am I right? Jake laughs, responding to his wife, telling her he’d be home soon and not to worry cause he’s with friends.

“Yeah,” heeseung mumbled and fake laughed if he was being honest. He was a little envious of Jake cause at least his wife was texting him.

Heeseung repeated his previous actions, checking for a new message, but he still had zero notifications. “You know, I think I’m gonna head home for the night.”

“What? It’s still early, though,” Jay complains.

“Yeah, yeah, I know, but I’ll see you tomorrow.” he drops a fifty on the table, quickly grabs his jacket, and jogs to his car. Something somewhere deep inside him was telling him that there was something wrong, and if anything like a break in or something bad happened to you cause he was out at the bar, he swears he’d never forgive himself.

Speeding down the street, he tries calling you, but no answer, which makes him even more worried. “Fuck! Baby, please be okay.” he feels himself on the verge of tears as he runs multiple red lights to get home to you. Most people might think he’s overreacting, but you never missed a call from him ever, not in your whole five years of marriage.

His heart drops when he finally arrives and sees your car no longer in the driveway. “Baby,” he mutters and unfastens his belt. Jogging up the porch, he quickly inserted his house key, and when he comprehended what he saw when he entered, it shattered his heart. It was almost as bad as a break in your stuff nowhere to be found, your shoes gone, all your little ornaments and decorations completely wiped out. “What’s this?” He says after entering the bedroom and, his heart felt like it stopped when he saw your wedding ring on his nightstand, accompanied by divorce papers. “No,” he shakes his head in denial, slowly backing away from the nightstand until his back hits the wall. “No,” he whimpers, sliding down the length of the bedroom wall. “Baby, no,” he whispers to himself, not wanting to believe what he was seeing. He knew he could be an asshole sometimes, but he never thought you would ever divorce him. “I’m so sorry,” he cries, running his thumb over the diamond on your ring. And right now, he’d rewind time just to hear your back to back questions when he came through the door. He’d never touch alcohol ever again if it meant he got to feel your welcoming hugs, and if he had just one more chance, he’d treat you the way you deserve.

He sniffs, wiping his tears and reaching for his phone, dialing your number only for it to go straight to voicemail.

He drops the phone at his side, staring off into space as tears roll down his cheeks. “Baby, I’m sorry. Please come back to me.”

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