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a little jealousy — yoo kihyun

request: hiii! can i request jealousy!kihyun? that song just has me in my feelings lately. maybe smth cute with kihyun noticing reader has been a little close/interested in the other boys (shownu?? hehe) and him trying to be extra appealing and get their attention but reader doesn’t get it until he finally gets all whiny and needy and “please just look at me!”

a/n: just in case i need to say this: being possessive and extremely jealous is not attractive and please don’t treat people like they’re objects you own. this fic doesn’t contain anything like that but i felt the need to bring it up.

word count: 2.1k

content: sub!kihyun, dom!gender neutral!reader, it’s actually not soft dom wow look at me, oral (male receiving), hickies, nipple play, ruined orgasm, you just kinda stare at him a lot and he thinks it’s hot, the first 2/3rds of the fic isn’t nsfw it’s just kihyun being sad :((

summary: kihyun wants your attention, but it always seems like you rather give it to shownu. that changes one night when suddenly he has it all and he doesn’t know what to do with himself.

maybe kihyun is just paranoid, but you’ve been getting way too close to shownu as of late. he doesn’t know if you’ve always been this close, if his growing crush (honestly, it was much more than a crush at this point) was the reason it was becoming more obvious, or if you were doing this on purpose. why do you feel the need to tease and taunt him like this? do you even know what you’re doing?

but… the way you look at him has to be something. you look at shownu with such bright eyes, you seem to lean in closer when he’s talking even though you’re right next to him and you’re literally touching thighs god why do you do this to him—

“kihyun?” you call out, breaking him out of his daze. he glances up at you, worried your gaze can see right through him and read all his thoughts.

“y-yeah?”

“shownu and i are gonna go grab coffee for everyone, do you want one?” you ask. if he didn’t think about what you were saying, he’d be in heaven. you were talking to him and your voice was so soft and pretty and oh my god he was so irresistibly in love. unfortunately, he hears exactly what you say, loud and clear, and it ruins any thoughts of bliss he might have had.

“no thank you,” he mutters, if a bit too harshly. he can’t help the tone, his heart is breaking as he speaks, but he rushes to correct himself when he sees the dismayed look on your face, “i’m sorry, i didn’t mean to say it like that. i’m just… having a rough day.”

you soften immediately, “oh, don’t apologize, kiki,” oh the way that nickname rolls off your tongue makes him want to hear you say it forever, “do you want to talk about it?” you ask, sitting beside him with a hand rubbing his back softly.

but this isn’t the kind of thing he can just talk about, not right now, and certainly not with you. he’s both conflicted, wanting all your attention, but before he can even answer, shownu is calling you away, and suddenly you’re already leaving him. you wave, smiling, though there’s still that worried glint in your eyes, but it vanishes the second shownu says something funny, and kihyun is left completely baffled.

—

hyungwon knows what’s up. he always seems to know what’s wrong with kihyun. it’s aggravating, because kihyun doesn’t want anyone to know his pathetic feelings of inadequacy, “i get it, shownu’s taller, more muscular, funnier, nicer, more—”

“i get it, hyungwon,” kihyun groans.

“—but, if you would let me finish, i also think if you would quit being a whiny loser and actually try to woo y/n, at least then you’d have a chance,” hyungwon explains. kihyun visibly loathes where he’s going with this conversation, but hyungwon doesn’t care, “y/n is never gonna notice you while you cry about it to me—”

“but i didn’t cry about it to you, though,” kihyun mutters under his breath.

—

“you look really good today,” you smile, taking a sip from your coffee. kihyun’s startled by your voice, causing the makeup artist to scold him a bit for making her mess up.

“yeah?” shownu smiles back. they were at a photo shoot today, with kihyun was still getting his makeup done when you started talking to shownu. he watches your conversation out of the corner of his eye. when more people in the room start talking, he can’t exactly make out the things you say, but he still sees the way you touch his arm and he still sees the way he looks at you like you’re everything.

because you are.

—

“i can’t believe i’m doing this,” kihyun whispers to himself, pacing back and forth.

to give context, minhyuk had overheard kihyun’s conversation with hyungwon, where he definitely didn’t point out just how much better shownu was. nope. that didn’t happen. minhyuk, being either the gracious friend or the devil that he is, decided he wanted to help, “what’s so bad about it? i think it looks good.”

there’s a lot bad about it. it does look good, to be fair, but seeing himself in this outfit makes kihyun flustered beyond compare, “you know how i was raised, minhyuk! this outfit is too…. somehow it’s both too much and too little,” kihyun yells, “god it’s so low cut. and this jewelry is a lot.”

“kihyun, either don’t do this or stop complaining,” minhyuk says, and kihyun just groans in response. he could just talk to you, like a normal human being, but no. he has to go along with minhyuk’s elaborate plan to capture your attention. this definitely won’t end well.

“fine, but promise you’ll delete the pictures you take afterwards,” he pleads, “this is so embarrassing…”

—

honestly, kihyun was disappointed. you barely did more than a double take— probably because you weren’t used to seeing kihyun wearing such an outfit— but didn’t even question it.

“c’mon, it’s not the end of the world, buddy,” minhyuk rubs his back, trying to comfort him, but it’s not helpful. it’s embarrassing to him to want your attention so badly just for you to give it all to someone else. , “besides, maybe scandalous isn’t their vibe, what if we tried—“

—

and try they did. kihyun really did whatever he could to get your attention, but it just wasn’t enough. you always went back to hang out with shownu, get coffee with shownu, sneak out in the middle of the night to go get snacks with shownu. kihyun was just convinced you were dating at this point, or, at the very least, you had feelings. and it hurt so much, because all kihyun wanted was your attention, your praise, your voice calling his name, and it wouldn’t happen so long as you wanted shownu more. he really tries to not harbor any resentment for his poor clueless leader and friend, but he just can’t.

but here you both are. it’s 7:35 pm, in the kitchen of the dorm, and kihyun is ready to hear ‘oh! kihyun! do you know where shownu is?’. he’s ready to be let down, disappointed, and miserable all night. he’s ready to once again be hit with the fact that you always choose shownu over him, over everyone else, but that doesn’t stop him, ”hey, y/n.”

you hum in response, and kihyun doesn’t know what to do with that. you frustrate him so much, making him want to pull his hair out. your attention is locked on your phone as you type, and kihyun doesn’t want to think about who he knows you’re talking to.

“hey, can we talk?” he murmurs softly, and you look up for a second, before nodding.

“just let me finish this text—”

“please just look at me!” he cries out, and it startles you, but he’s already started so he might as well finish, “i know shownu is more important to you, but please, just once, look at me instead.”

“what does that mean? you’re important to me, kihyun, i just didn’t think…” you trail off, but he’s invested in a response, eyes burning holes into you with their intensity, “i just didn’t think it mattered. you never seemed bothered.”

“yeah, well i was,” kihyun turns around to start pacing again, because god he really didn’t just say that, “i’ve wanted you attention for so long, but no. you always gave it to shownu, you were always with shownu, ‘oh i’m going to the store with shownu, you want anything?’, ‘shownu wanted me to ask you if you wanted us to bring dinner’, shownu this, and shownu that! i’m sick of—” kihyun turn to face you, and before he gets the chance to finish, he sees that you got up from the table seat you were at and are face to face with him. he feel so much smaller and less intimidating when you glare at him expectantly like that.

“you’re so sick of what, kihyun? finish your sentences,” you mumble coldly, and he’s left speechless for a moment, before pulling himself together.

“i’m… i’m sick of not being what he is to you,” he drops his head, because staring at his feet is easier then meeting your gaze. he sees you nod, though he’s not exactly sure why, but then your hands grab hold of his waist, and when he shrieks in surprise, you already have a plan for that. you lean in to kiss him before he makes too much noise, and he begrudgingly pulls back for a moment, “woah, w-what?”

“are you uncomfortable?” you ask, but he shakes his head, “then what’s the problem?”

“i-i’m just confused. why are you…?” he doesn’t even know what you’re doing, all he knows is that he wants it more than anything. he just needs to know why. are you doing it because you feel bad about what he just confessed? do you also have feelings for him and he just severely misread the situation?

“kihyun, i don’t love shownu, i don’t even like him like that,” and kihyun lets out a breath he doesn’t know he’s been holding. it’s like a weight off his shoulders after so long of hold it up, “and you’re prettier, if it makes you feel better,” you murmur, leaning in to kiss his neck, and god he feels so weak. he feels flushed at your compliment, his reaction is so physical that he’s sure you sense the way his body shivers at your words before relaxing with your kisses. your lips against his skin felt like fire and he was dying to get burned.

“oh g-god,” he breathes as you pull him away from the kitchen, into his bedroom. he’s in a complete daze as you kiss him deeply. he kisses back with a feverish intensity, and a soft whine leaves his throat when you pull away.

“tell me if you want to stop,” you mumble, pulling at the hem of his shirt, and he takes the cue to throw it off of him as quick as he can. you immediately make quick work of his chest, making it a beautiful canvas of bruises he doesn’t want to ever heal. he holds you close because god he finally has your attention and he doesn’t plan to give it up now. you kiss his stomach a bit, holding his waist tightly so he can’t squirm even though he’s really ticklish and you know that.

but that doesn’t last long when you’re pulling down his pants and rubbing him over his underwear and god he’s so hard it’s becoming painful. you pull of his pants and underwear until he’s completely naked, and it feels more revealing and more embarrassing because he’s just realized that you’re still fully clothed. however, you seem to read his mind, because suddenly there’s a gentle hand massaging his chest, and though he wants to whimper at the way you’re rubbing bruised skin, he doesn’t, “tonight is about you, kihyun. you wanted my attention, and now it’s yours.”

but he can’t handle this, he can’t handle your intense stare, the way you keep eye contact even when he’s so flustered he has to look away. even as his length disappears into your mouth (he honestly could have cum from just the sight of that), you still keep looking at him. he groans loudly, and he suddenly is aware of how loud he’s been. the others aren’t home yet, but… they will be soon.

any thoughts of the others disappear when he feels a sharp pleasured-pain when your mindless playing with his nipples gets harsh. he could easily cum with just your mouth on him, but you’re doing so much at once, and still staring at him that he’s just left to lie there and take it all. it’s not like you’ve accepted any attempts he’s made to pleasure you at all, so he resorts to just giving in and letting you focus on him, and he swears if you could you’d be smirking right now.

and suddenly, his body jerks, and he cries out loudly. you pull away just as soon as his orgasm is triggered, watching him hump the air helplessly, trying for more stimulation and miserably not getting it. the poor thing looks wrecked already, his hair’s damp from sweat, his hands grasp the sheets so tightly, and he’s babbling nonsensically, “w-why…?”

“oh, poor baby, what’s wrong? you got what you wanted, right?” he supposes you’re right, technically, but that was still so, so cruel, and by the way you’re smiling, he can tell you enjoyed being so mean to him. and the idea that you did was so enticing, “what do you say?”

“t-thank you,” he stutters, and you cup his cheek, cooing slightly.

“don’t worry, little thing, i’m nowhere near done with you and i doubt you’ll be as dismayed as you are now by the time i am.”

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