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Imperfect Love: If it isn’t you

* Seungcheol x Reader

* Tags: au, fluff, exes to friends to lovers?, angst, heartbreak, open ending

Taglist: @hi-cherrymatsu-chan @saranghaohoshi @brownsugarbaybee @belladaises @cherrycherryboom @sofix-hc7 @scuzmunkie @xmoonvibes @x-killerqueen

If you aren’t here that’s means I couldn’t find your name. I’m sorry.

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(Habit playing)

“Cheollie”. He heard your voice before he opened his eyes. It’s a beautiful morning, he could tell by the rays of sun shining through the curtains. He looks over to meet your eyes. He could see sparkles in them, as if the galaxy resided there. “Good morning Jagiya”. He said cupping your face with a strong hand. You smiled at him softly and leaned in to kiss him. “I love you”. Seungcheol said after you pulled away.

He doesn’t know what prompted his boldness but he knew he had to tell you. “Cheol you don’t-” you’re cut short by his sudden shift in position. He sits up in order to fully face you. “I’m sorry if it seems so sudden, but I’ve loved you since I laid eyes on you.” He takes a deep breath, reeling in his nerves before continuing. “I know we’ve only been seeing each other for a month now but I wanna be with you.” He says, grabbing your hands to pull you up.

“I love you and…,” he hesitates, “I wa-, no I need you in my life.” He stares at you intensely hoping to get a shared response. “I love you too Seungcheol.” You say softly. It was true, you fell for him almost immediately. You loved the way he spoke to you. The way he looked at you. The way he treated you.

Every little thing he did with and for you never went unnoticed. You cheese at him basking in the love you felt for this man. He suddenly leans in to kiss you. It’s deep and passionate. Seungcheol hasn’t felt this way about someone before and he’s certain he’ll never feel that way for anyone else ever. “I’m all yours Cheol. It’ll always be you.”

He wipes his face awakening from his dream. Looking to his side, he falls into himself suddenly drawn to the realization of your absence. It’s been a year and a half since the breakup, and all he could think about was you. Why couldn’t he let you go? It was his fault his life collapsed on him. It was his fault he could no longer hold you in his arms. He shakes his head groaning in disappointment. Who was he kidding? The answer was simple. He still loved you.

He loved the way you cared for him. The way you talked to him. The way you lit up whenever he would walk into a room. He missed you and you would’ve been there with him if it wasn’t for his stupid fucking mistakes! He should’ve just been honest! Should’ve told you about the messages, about Nayeon coming onto him. He should’ve told you… everything.

(End of song)

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“Coming!” He yells, getting up from the couch after hearing his doorbell ring. He hurriedly runs to the front door, unlocking and swinging it open. His jaw drops when he sees you standing in front of him. “Where the hell have you been?!” He snaps, eyes holding yours with a dark gaze. “Seokmin, I’m so sorry!” She sighs softly trying to lighten the already suffocating tension surrounding the two.

It’s Y/n. Seokmin hadn’t seen you in over two weeks. He had been your rock during your separation with Seungcheol and you were doing great after you moved out. However you disappeared like two weeks ago with no word to anyone. Even your parents hadn’t heard from you. “Come in, you’re not a stranger”. Dk points out with a shake of his head, as if he needed to remind you.

After you come in, Dk quickly throws his arms around you. He holds you tight, something he knew you needed. Something he secretly needed himself. He wanted to stay angry at you but the feeling dissipated as soon as he seen the worn down expression on your face, he knew you needed him right now.

Seokmin finally pulls away and gestures you towards the kitchen. “Want a drink?” He asks opening his wine fridge. There’s a lot to catch up on and Dk can’t wait to hear your explanation for the disappearing act you so graciously pulled.

He opens the bottle and pours you a glass. Pink Moscato, he knows it’s your favorite. “I missed you Seokminnie.” You say after taking your first sip. He shakes his head and starts to pour himself a glass. “I thought you forgot about me.” He says sipping from his drink. It’s been a while since you’ve spoken to each other. You never go without talking to him, but for some reason you cut communication with almost everyone for an entire two weeks. It was really blowing his mind.

Dk, being the understanding man that he is, gave you your space. He didn’t want to pester you and complain about your lack of communication. Though he does wish you would’ve answered the many calls he’d given you. “I didn’t forget about you Dokyeom,” you start, “my head was all over the place and I just needed time to myself.” You reassure him. He just nods and takes another sip of his drink.

He’s happy to see you, but thinking about the time that’s gone by without a call back, makes him upset. “I love you Y/N. I really do and you know that, but I really wish you would’ve at least let me know that you were ok.” He confesses, not looking at you. “I was really worried when you stopped answering my calls. I thought something happened.” Dk retorts, now running his hand through his ginger colored hair.

He knows he’s being a bit dramatic, but you never go without speaking to him. “You could’ve sent a text or email, hell even a letter. Something to let me know that you were alive and well, your parents were worried sick.” He finishes, pouring himself another glass. Not letting it slip how scared he also was for you. He finishes his drink in a single head toss.

Putting his glass down, he looks up to see you staring down at your glass. He’s studying you, trying to figure out what could be on your mind. Lots he would assume. You look tired, burnt out. He can see slight bags under your eyes like you haven’t been sleeping well lately. Your hair is also pushed up into a sloppy bun on the top of your head.

“I’m sorry Best”, you say, finally gathering a few words, “Our anniversary passed last month and he’s all I’ve been thinking about and then there’s been work and Cheol’s parents! I just-” you stop yourself with a shake of your head. “It’s no excuse, you’re right Minnie I should’ve called you, should’ve communicated more.”

He stares at you intensely. He knows you’re going through a lot right now, he could definitely relate. “I’m sorry, I know there’s a lot on your mind right now.” Dk remarks pulling you into another hug. You hold him tightly, letting a tear or two drop on his exposed shoulder. “I’ll do better with my communication, I just-“ your voice cracks, “I just need you right now.” You tell him, your voice noticeably shakey. He pulls away and wipes your now flowing tears. “I’m here.”

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It’s Tuesday morning and Seungcheol feels as horrible as he felt every other day. He walks into his office with his head down and quickly lays across his couch. I shouldn’t have had that drink. He says to himself. He’s been drinking a lot since the breakup, even more since your anniversary recently passed. He can’t stop beating himself over the head. If only I would’ve gone home sooner. If only I didn’t drink so much. So many what ifs and no changes.

The thoughts spun in his head continuously. He hears a knock at his office door snapping him out of his stupor. Mingyu pops his head in after a second attempt without getting a response. “Hey Hyung, how you holding up this morning?” He asks walking in. He’s holding a glass of water and a few pills for Seungcheol’s head. It’s become a routine at this point. Seungcheol sits up and grabs the much needed medication from Mingyu, quickly tossing the pills back.

“I’ll be fine.” Seungcheol snaps as he stands up. Mingyu rolls his eyes and grabs his arm to help steady him up. “You’re lucky we’re friends Cheol, cause I would’ve knocked you on your ass.” Seungcheol sighs and runs his fingers through his now blonde hair. “I’m sorry Gyu,” he apologizes, “I didn’t sleep much last night.” Seungcheol runs his hands along his suit to straighten himself out. “What else is new.” Mingyu scoffs breathing in deeply. “You ready now?” He asks beckoning Seungcheol towards the door. “Yea let’s go.”

~~•~~

The meeting seems to be going well. The new group that debuted last year, Enhypen, are doing great in sales. “I think it’s time to plan a tour.” Seungcheol says from the head of the table. “The sales from your recent album has been great and we could all really benefit from an international tour.” He looks to the groups’s manager and slides a folder in his direction. “Read over the details and let me know if you’re fully prepared to begin preparations.

There’s a few side conversations and then a voice speaks up. “I think an International tour would be a great idea.” Seungcheol looks up at the voice, a frown already making its way onto his face. Nayeon is smiling widely at Cheol from her seat. He hasn’t spoken to her since the incident. She stills works under him as the VP of Marketing, and he would’ve fired her as soon as possible if she wasn’t so good at her job. Plus he hasn’t had much time to try and find a new VP.

“I’ve been seeing many fans of theirs all over social media and international fans are definitely longing for an appearance.” She states with a grin. Just that smile makes him furious. He just nods his head, taking in her info. “As VP,” she continues, “I have lots of fresh ideas to promote them more in the West.” She beams proudly. Suddenly she stands up and walks towards the head of the long table. As she reaches him, she hands Seungcheol a folded piece of paper.

He looks at her weirdly as he grabs the paper from her hands. Why couldn’t she just email it to me? He thought to himself. “Great, I think we’ve gone over pretty much everything correct?” He asks looking around the table. Everyone nods, while gathering their papers. “Awesome, thank you boys for your hard work so far,” he says bowing at the group, “and thank you to everyone else for your input, let’s keep up the good work.”

With that he starts for his office. Once he’s inside, he remembers the paper Nayeon recently gave him and opens it. “What the fuck.” He thought out loud. The paper is just some printed out picture of Nayeon. On the top is a small note, “I miss you Cheollie”, it read. He shook his head as he massaged his temple. What the fuck is the matter with this gir?.

“Something wrong?”

He looks up to see Nayeon almost right in front of him. When did she walk in? Her head is tilted and she’s gazing at him deeply. He rolls his eyes and looks past her. His office door is already closed shut. “What is your problem Nayeon?” He questions to her. She walks around to his side of the desk and rubs his shoulder.

“You’re a free man last time I checked,” she whispered by his ear. I hope it was worth it. He could hear you words on replay in his head. “Stay the fuck away from me Nayeon, I want nothing to do with you.” He snaps with a glare. Standing up, he walks towards his door and opens it slightly. “Jeez Cheol why do you play so hard to get?” She asks rolling her eyes, walking from behind his desk. “Stop calling me that!” She ignores him with a huff and continues. “I couldn’t have done all that work for nothing.” She sighs dramatically throwing herself onto his couch.

What? All what work? “What are you talking about?” He asks now walking back towards her. She scoffs and sits up. “Get real Seungcheol, you didn’t think you were that fucked up off of a little “mixed drink” do you?” She questioned him. He had three drinks that night. They were pretty strong last time he remembered. “I’ve seen you down cups of the strongest liquor and still come out fine.”

She’s right. Seungcheol has never been a lightweight when it came to drinking. It really does take a lot to get him drunk. “What did you do?” He asks stepping closer. She just grins slightly and crosses her arms. “I just slipped you a little something to speed up the process while your back was turned.” She confesses. “You should keep a better eye out for your drinks.” She giggles in a mocking tone.

His head is spinning. He knew those drinks were unusually strong, not to mention he could barely remember making his was to his office. Even Mingyu was alarmed by how quick he got drunk. “You fucking bitch!” He yells not even trying to hide his anger. “You better be fucking with me.” He threatens, grabbing her by the arm. “No one is gonna believe you Cheol, especially her.” She says through a chuckle. “It’s always gonna be my word against yours.”

*Cough*

They look up simultaneously to see Mingyu standing by the door. “Um, you have guests here to see you.” He says staring intensely at Nayeon. Seungcheol clears his throat before letting her go. “Yes of course thank you.” He says fixing his suit. Nayeon pushes her hair behind her hair and winks at him. “See you around Cheollie.” She says walking away.

Mingyu watches her walk past before turning his gaze back on him. “How much of that did you hear?” Cheol asks with a raised eyebrow. Mingyu shifts and sighs deeply giving his boss a pained look. “All of it, but we’ll get to that later. I was serious when I said there’s someone here to see you.”

Seungcheol shakes his head still in disbelief at the bomb Nayeon just dropped. “Who could be that important Gyu?!” He questions with a frustrated huff.

“Aww Coups, that isn’t any way to greet old friends now is it? I swear we taught you better than that.”

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“Do you think she’s dead or actually sleeping?”

“I think if she was dead her chest wouldn’t be rising and falling. Use your brain dumbass!”

“You guys are so mean to me. I show nothing but love to you both!”

“If you guys really loved me, you would shut the hell up!” Y/N groans sitting up in bed. You’re greeted with three smiling faces staring back at you. Seungkwan, Seokmin, and Soonyoung stand next to the bed looking very much like creeps. “Oh my god!” You gasp finally realizing who was standing in front of you. “Oh my god! Seungkwan when did you get back?” Your voice cracks as you hop out of bed jumping into one of your closest friend’s arms.

He returns the hug happily, squeezing you just as tight. “Dokyeom called me of course. You haven’t been okay my love. The real question is why haven’t you called me yourself?” He pulls back from the hug wiping the fallen tears from your cheeks.

You really couldn’t believe he was here the four of you haven’t been together since college graduation and that was eons ago. You did try to meet up every couple of months but one of them were always busy and couldn’t make it, so seeing him again, seeing them together it truly moved you to tears.

“I’m so sorry Kwannie it’s been so much happening.” You sigh cupping his hands in yours.

“You think if we left for months on end she’ll greet us like that?” You roll your eyes with a chuckle turning to look at Hoshi. “I missed you too Soonie. How could I not?” You ask with open arms which he immediately reciprocates, pulling you into a tight hug.

You turn to look at DK who stands there like a proud dad. “I’ll accept thanks in the form of NEVER ignoring my calls again please and thank you.” He announces loudly. You shoot him a mocking smile while pulling away finally.

“Sooo, we going out tonight or what?” Soongyoung blurts out. We haven’t all been together like this in a long time, so going out doesn’t seem too bad actually. “Yea why not,” you retorted, “there’s this club that’s supposed to be really fun not too far from here.” You finish, grabbing your phone off the bed.

“It’s 6:30 right now,” you say looking down at the time, “I’m gonna take a shower and then we should be out the door by 8:30 at the latest.” You say throwing your phone back down. The guys instantly roll their eyes and huff loudly. “Jeez best, you don’t think you could take any longer?” Dk asks rubbing his fingers through his hair.

“Shut up Dk, you’re lucky it’s not longer.” You say grabbing his hand to pull him towards your room door. “Now go wait downstairs for me guys, I’ll be down soon.” You say ushering everyone else out. “Wear something sexy!” Seungkwan calls from the hallway. You shake your head and chuckle lowly. With that you head for the bathroom.

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The club is actually more occupied than you thought it would be. It’s called Moonlight, and like its name, it is really beautiful inside. There’s various lights in small areas of the club and the moonlight seemed to shine right through the glass ceiling. “This place is such a vibe.” Hoshi says pulling his phone out.

“How about we grab a table before we’re trampled out here.” Seungkwan says pointing towards the various available tables. You shake your head and grab his arm, pulling him closer to you. “I booked us a section before we left so we’ll be more comfortable.” As many people as there are in here, it’s a good thing you called to book a section. “Smart,” is all he says before cupping his ears.

There’s people screaming loudly to the music right by you guys. You’d think someone was here performing as loud as it is. After what seemed like forever, you finally find the club’s manager amid all the chaos. You tell him your name and he ushers you towards your section. “Could we get three bottles of your strongest liquor please?” Dk asks sitting down.

You look at him sideways and shake your car keys. Not only do you need to drive home but you have an important meeting in the morning. The last thing you need is to be piss drunk at the end of the night. “Oh come on y/n, live a little”. Dk says standing up and walking towards you. He grabs your shoulders and levels with you. “Besides it was your idea to come here in the first place.” He grabs your keys from your hand and places them in his pocket. “I’ll be our chauffeur for the night.”

The man finally makes his way back to our section. He’s carrying a bottle of Bicardi with him and a few shot glasses. Dk quickly grabs the things from him and began to pour you a shot. “You worry about having a good time and letting loose.” He says, throwing one of his own back. You sigh deeply and take the shot right after him.

“Whatever you say best.” You retort sitting down.

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It’s been about an hour now and you’re pretty tipsy at this point. “I think I’m gonna go to the bar and get some cherries.” You tell the rest of your group. You actually like cherries a lot now. Mostly since you’ve tried it once with Cheol. You can’t help but want some whenever you’re drinking nowadays. Plus they help ease your hangovers the next day.

Reaching the bar, there were generous amounts of people already there sipping on their own drinks. “Excuse me”. You yell slightly over the music and conversations. To no avail though, it’s like the bartender could hear nothing over the noise. You try yelling again but like previously, it didn’t work.

“HEY SHE NEEDS HELP HERE!” A voice yells from next to you. You turn to meet the chest of a tall man. He’s staring down at you with a full smile, his hair falls beautifully down his face and that’s when you realize who you’ve bumped into.

“Jeonghan!?” You exclaim loudly throwing your arms around him. He giggles and hugs you back tightly. It feels like you haven’t seen Jeonghan since college. He’s really close friends with Seungcheol, so you only saw him whenever he hung out with him. Still, it feels amazing seeing him now after these years.

*Ahem*. You turn to see the bartender standing impatiently on the other side of the bar. You pull away from Jeonghan and bow slightly apologizing to the man in the process. “I’m sorry sir,” you start, stepping closer so he could hear you. “I would really just like a small cup of as many Cherries as you can give me.” You say with pleading eyes. He stares at you in disbelief then finally sighs and walks off.

He returns quickly and hands you the cup gently. “On the house.” He says sizing you and licking his lips. “You’re hot, have a nice night”. He says walking back to the other end of the bar. You scrunch your eyebrows before turning your attention back to Jeonghan.

“How you been lately?” He immediately asks meeting eyes with you again. I’m sure he’s heard about the breakup. I would be surprised if he didn’t. You smile at him with eyebrows raised. “I’ve been alright actually. ” You lie, why did you lie? Denial maybe.

“Well I heard about the breakup, I’m so sorry you had to go through that.” He admits pulling you into a hug. It was one of those much needed hugs. One of those reassuring hugs that had so much love inside. You needed it. “It’s alright hannie really. It’s in the past now.” He pulls away and fixes himself. He grins widely and leans in to fix a loc of your hair.

“So what brings you here?” He asks gesturing around the club. “I’m here with a few friends of mine actually,” you say gesturing at your section not too far from where you stand, “a celebratory reunion if you wanna name it.” He looks in the direction your facing and stands on his toes to find you friends.

“Oh I can see Dk from here, figured you guys were still friends.” He says waving to get his attention. Dk sees him and quickly returns the gesture. “Yea can’t even remember how many years it’s been for us now.” You admit. He turns back to you and grabs his cup that he’s been babysitting from the counter.

“What about you,” you start, “how you been?” He shrugs and smiles widely. “I’ve been great honestly, can’t complain.” He looks as if he wants to say more. “Josh and I got together a few months back.” He exclaims, cheesing boldly. Finally. As far as you’ve seen in the past, they’ve always flirted quietly. I don’t think they thought anyone noticed, but you definitely did.

“It’s about time!” You slightly shout. “I’m so happy for you guys.” You playfully shove him and he falters back grinning widely. He looks past you and then locks eyes with you again. “Well I better get going. I don’t wanna keep him waiting.” He hugs you tightly and gives you a small kiss on the cheek. “I’ll see you around ok, it was so great to catch up to you again.” With that, he walks past you and disappears into the sea of people.

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“You don’t think you should slow down?” Josh asks Seungcheol. He was at least on his 10th shot at this point. It’s not like it was something light either. Although he is known to hold his liquor very well, Josh was still really worried about him. “I’ll be fine Josh, do you know who your talking to?” He retorts a little sloppily.

“You will never believe who I ran into at the bar.” Jeonghan says excitedly, coming back with Joshua’s personal drink. Everyone looks up at him with wondering eyes. “Who?” Joshua asks taking a sip of his drink. Jeonghan drums a small drumroll on the table and smacks his hands together. “Y/n!” He exclaims smiling, showing all teeth.

Seungcheol’s head quickly shot up at almost an instant. “Did you say y/n? Where? Where’d she go?” He asks loudly all at once. He walks over and grabs Jeonghan by the shoulders and looks him in the eyes. “Where did she go?” He repeats. Jeonghan just points and fixes himself after Seungcheol lets him go.

“She said she was here with a couple friends”, he begins, “she said they were here for a little celebratory reunion.” He finishes and began pouring himself a drink. Seungcheol walks away from their section and looks around the club. There’s just so many people here, no way he could make you out within this madness.

He walks back to his section and stands atop a small step that peeked out by the booth. He looks both ways multiple times, but to no avail. Suddenly his heart picked up its pace. It was like he was seeing a ghost or something. Like the entire room stood still and there was no one else inside.

He sees you. It’s surreal almost. Like the entire world stopped spinning all at once. Your section just so happened to be near great lighting and he could make out you features easily. Your hair was black. Very black actually. Your silver jewelry complimented your skin so well. He could see that you were wearing that tight black dress that showed off your figure beautifully. He always loved how that looked on you.

You seemed happy. He could see you swaying lightly to the music and laughing with your friends. Should I speak to her? It’s been a while honestly and he didn’t know how you would react to his presence. Just then he saw someone approach you from the other side of your section. Some tall guy with dark hair. He watched as the Man sparked conversation trying to get your attention.

What was he telling you? He asked to himself. You don’t seem interested. Even Seungcheol could see that. Maybe it’s because he knows you. He’s studied you for years, of course he knows. Finally, after what seemed like forever, the guy finally walked away. He walked right past Cheol, bumping him roughly.

“Watch where you’re going Dick.” The guy yelled at him. Seungcheol looked back quickly at the man. Now that he was closer, he could easily tell the man was drunk. “Just keep moving guy, you bumped into me.” Seungcheol said trying to find you. You’ve disappeared since the man stole his attention. “How about you apologize asshole!” The man yelled sloppily.

Now he was annoyed. He can’t find you and it was this guy’s fault. “What the fuck is your problem dude!?” Seungcheol started, vividly frustrated. “Get the fuck out of my face before you really piss me off!” He finished, balling his hand into a fist.

“And what exactly is gonna happen huh, you gonna hit me? I wanna see you try!” The man tested. Seungcheol quickly stepped forward about to give the man what he asked for, but was stopped by someone grabbing his arm. “He’s not worth it Cheol, come one let’s get out of here.” Jeonghan said beckoning towards the door.

Seungcheol breathed in deeply and stepped backward. “Fuck you man, go get some help.” Seungcheol said to the man while walking away. The man just flipped him off and walked away, bumping into someone else and starting the whole dispute over again.

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“I’m alright, I’m here with my boyfriend anyways.” You said to the man asking for your number. He smelled strongly like alcohol. Then, as if on cue, Dk shouts slightly to get the guy’s attention. “That’ll be me guy. Now if you don’t mind, we’d like to enjoy our night out.” He said calmly. It’s as if he’s practiced this exact conversation before. The man scoffed loudly and turned to walk away.

“Thank you best, I hate when that happens.” You say walking towards him. You stumble a little bit but Hoshi quickly catches you. “You ready to go now?” He asks, concern in his voice. “Yeah, yeah we can go.” You mumble. No way I’m already drunk, you thought to yourself. Hoshi then swings his arm through your own to help hold you up.

As you make your way through the crowd of people, you hear a familiar voice yelling almost over the music. “What the fuck is your problem dude!?” Is it-no it couldn’t be, what are the odds. You think again to yourself. You brush away the thought and continue making your way to the front door. As you step outside, you hear someone call your name. “Y/n?” You turn around and finally you see Joshua. He’s standing by a car, it’s his you assume.

“JOSH!” You yell out excitedly. You stumble to him and fall into his open arms. He giggles at your sudden actions. “Had too much to drink I see.” He says. “It was a HELL of a month.” You exclaimed, making an excuse for your multiple drinks. It has though, getting over Cheol seemed to be so much harder than you expected.

“I’m gonna get her home now”, Dk starts, cutting you from your thoughts, “she’s a bit much right now.” He says hoisting you over his strong shoulder. Joshua just laughs and nods his head. “Trust me I absolutely understand, it was great to see you again y/n,” he exclaims turning back towards the car. “Make sure you get some rest.” He says quickly before you disappeared from view.

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“WAS THAT Y/N?!” Seungcheol asks running up to Joshua a few minutes later. Moments before making his way through the crowd and out the door, he could slightly see Joshua talking to someone. It looked like her, he’s sure it was her. “Yea she was pretty messed up so her friend took her home.” Seungcheol runs his hand through his hair and sighs deeply and loudly. How the fuck did I miss her again? He thought to himself. “Let’s go hothead.” Jeonghan calls to Seungcheol, snapping him from his thoughts. He rolls his eyes and gets inside the car. Fuck this day.

~~•~~

The next day, Seungcheol wakes up to a ring from his phone. He looks at the caller ID and sees that it’s Mingyu.

Mingyu- “Cheol I’m outside your place. Answer your door.”

Seungcheol- “I just want to be left alone today Gyu, I’m not in the mood for anything or anyone.”

Mingyu- “So you don’t want to talk about what happened at work last week. We’ve put it off long enough, I think it time we talked about it.”

Seungcheol- “Fuck I completely forgot about that crazy bitch. I’ll be down.”

Seungcheol quickly gets up and throws on a T-shirt. He didn’t have work today so he’s been pretty much lounging around all day. Reaching the front door finally, he opens it to a grinning Mingyu. He’s holding up a bag of food. “Stopped and grabbed your favorite Ramyun”, he started, “figured you’d like it on a day like this.” He walks in and heads right for the couch.

Seungcheol sits in the seat beside Mingyu and began opening his food. “So what exactly did I walk into the other day huh Cheol?” Mingyu questions. Seungcheol slurps some of his noodles and looks up at Mingyu. He grabs a napkin and cleans his face before speaking. “She came to my office to push up on me again. I honestly think there’s something mentally wrong with that girl.” Seungcheol exclaims. Mingyu nods his head in agreement.

“Then she openly admitted to drugging you that night.” Mingyu shakes his head and rubs his temple. Probably contemplating his next words. “So what now, are you gonna somehow talk to y/n, she deserves to know Cheol.” Mingyu remarks. Seungcheol sighs deeply and gets up. He walks into the kitchen and opens his liquor cabinet, grabbing one of his strongest bottles. Grabbing a glass, he throws his head back in frustration.

“She won’t talk to me Gyu.” He begans, finally pouring his drink. “I doubt she would even look my way.” He says drinking his whole glass in a single head toss. Mingyu just shakes his head and rolls his eyes. “You don’t know that bro, have you even tried to reach out to her?” Mingyu questions. She’ll for sure ignore me. It definitely looked like she was over me. It’s too late, I know it is. Seungcheol thought to himself. He didn’t even want to test that theory. He was too afraid of her rejection.

“Cheol, I think you need to get out of your head and test your luck,” Mingyu starts again. “You never know, she may miss you the same way you miss her.” He sighs deeply. It’s been so long. He misses everything about you. “How about you take a few baby steps.” Mingyu snaps Cheol from his thoughts. “You know where she works correct?” He didn’t. You transferred to a new office a few months after the break up.

“I tried that Gyu, she transferred.” He says, in a defeated tone. Mingyu sighs. He’s genuinely trying to help his friend. He hates seeing him this way. “We’ll figure this out Cheol. You guys’ll be back together and happy before you know it.”

God I hope so.

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“I think that’s about it.” You say to the cashier behind the register. You were at the Market buying some groceries for your house. “Will you be using cash or card?” The cashier asked, peeking from behind the register. You show her your card just as your receive a call.

Unknown. Who’s calling from a blocked number? “Thank you.” You thank the cashier as your payment approves itself. As you finally make your way to your car, your hear it. “Y/n?” That voice again. You quickly turn around to see…Cheol? “Um hey Seungcheol.” You give him a slight smile as you shift on your feet.

“Hey, how you been?” He asks reluctantly. You shrug your shoulders and sigh deeply. “Better actually.” You were telling the truth this time. You’ve been trying not to think too much about him and it’s been working. “What about you, how’s work? You been taking care of yourself?” You ask him, tilting your head.

He reaches back and scratches his head. Shrugging his shoulders, he begins. “For the most part I guess, and work’s been work.” He sighs and grins at you slightly. It’s quiet. Awkwardly quiet. “Well it was nice catchi-“ You were suddenly cut off by his voice. “Could I possibly take you out to dinner or something? Just you know, we could catch up properly that way.”

Dinner? Your eyes find his and you finally get a good look at him. His face is so bare. His eyes were a little heavy, like he’d probably been crying recently. Those lips. His hair was blonde now and much longer. A few strands hung over his face. Has it been that long? God I miss him but does it have to be tonight? “It doesn’t have to be tonight, maybe this Friday?” He says suddenly cutting your thoughts short. How the fuck? “Yea sure, Friday.”

He grins widely, surprise danced on his face. “Great, um great that’s uh great.” He says nervously. You chuckle to yourself. Great, just as you were beginning to heal, you thought to yourself. “I guess I’ll see you Friday.” You say now grabbing your car keys from your purse. You unlock your doors and start to load up the few groceries you bought. “No way, I got it.” Seungcheol says taking the bags from your hands.

JUST GREAT. He closes your back doors and steps away. “So yea Friday. Yay!” He laughs awkwardly to himself and turns away. You smile slightly as you climb into your car. “See you then, drive safe.” He says just before you pull away. You wave to him and drive off.

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“Yay? What the fuck was that?” Mingyu asks once Seungcheol reaches his car. “Jeez I know don’t remind me.” He says smacking himself in the forehead. He looks over at the now empty parking spot that your car previously occupied.

What are the odds they’d run into you. “I thought she moved to the other side of town.” Seungcheol raises an eyebrow. You did move so what made you come all the way to this market. “She probably had business on this side of town.” Seungcheol said shrugging his shoulders. He couldn’t help but become curious as well though. He just brushed the feeling away.

“She agreed to go out with me this Friday.” He says excitedly. Just then he remembered, “Shit I don’t have her new number.” Grabbing his phone from his pocket, he quickly unlocks it. He pulls up her old contact, and he’s sure she changed her number. He’s tried calling it multiple times in the past. “It’s green Gyu.” He flips his phone showing Mingyu.

“Well no shit Cheol. She has a new number, we just discussed this.” He says rolling his eyes. “She might be on Instagram again, you should check.” Mingyu suggests shaking his phone. Seungcheol opens Instagram and finds your profile. Sure enough, your account was active again.

Your profile was different though. What once was a picture of you and Seungcheol together is now a picture from your trip to New York. He scrolls down to your new posts. She’s beautiful. Wow. He thought to himself as he stare at a recent picture of you. As he scrolls further, his phone is slipped from his hands. “Here I’ll find her.” Mingyu retorts. He looks at the screen and then back at Seungcheol.

“Now give me my phone back ass.” He says snatching his phone from Mingyu’s hands. He feels a slight vibration as he’s grabbing it. Looking down, he sees that he accidentally liked your post. “DUDE WHAT THE FUCK?!” He yells smacking himself on the forehead. “This post is like three months old.” He says staring wide eyed at Mingyu.

“Shit sorry Cheol.” He says through a chuckle. “At least you found her though right.” Seungcheol just shakes his head and smiles lowly. “You’re unbelievable dude.”

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“COME ON DUDE JUST THREE MORE!” Dk yelled. He was at the gym with one of his new friends. They met not too long ago here at the gym. “Shit bro, that’s the last time I do that after a hard workout.” The man says after jumping down. Dk walks to the small bench and grabs his water bottle.

“A bet is a bet bro, even The Kim Mingyu couldn’t make it through Seokmin’s Muscle Trial unwinded” he says smugly. Mingyu dabs at his neck with his towel. “So any plans for tomorrow?” Mingyu asks Dk as they head for their lockers. “Well I did have plans but my bestfriend rescheduled on me for her ex.” He says rolling his eyes. Mingyu nods his head taking in the info.

“Well you could come over for a few beers tomorrow if you want.” Like Dk, Mingyu was supposed to hang out with Seungcheol but he had that date with you. “Yea I’ll come over, you seem desperate,” he retorts through a chuckle. Mingyu just pushed him and then started to gather the rest of his things. “Whatever, I’ll see you then bro. Get home safely.” He yells to Dk as he heads out the locker room.

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“Yea a dinner reservation for two, I called two days ahead.” Seungcheol says to the woman at the front desk. She nods her head without looking up at him. “Name please.” She says whilst typing frantically. “Seungcheol, Choi Seungcheol.” He shifts from foot to foot. “The lady looks up at the mention of his name and stares in awe.

“Oh yes Mr. Choi, I’m so sorry uh, right this way.” She says stepping out from behind the desk. She leads him past a huge dining room area and into a more secluded section of the restaurant. “Here you are.” She gestures to a chair for him to sit in.

“A waiter should be right with you soon, again I’m so sorry.” She apologizes before walking away.

A good 15 minutes goes by before he decides to call you. God I hope she didn’t flake on me. I definitely wouldn’t blame her though. Please don’t flake on me. He grabs his phone from his pocket and calls Mingyu.

Seungcheol- “Dude it’s been 15 minutes. What if she doesn’t show up?”

Mingyu- “Give her time Cheol, she just may be running late.”

As Mingyu spoke, he sees you. The woman from earlier is with you. For some reason though, he can’t move. To say you look amazing is an understatement, ethereal if he should name it. Your wavy hair was off to the side with a clip holding some hair up on your left side. You were wearing a long black dress with a slit that revealed your bare leg.

He sees you thank the woman and walk towards the table. “Uhhh I’ll call you back Gyu.” As you get closer he can see you’re wearing the anklet he got for you a couple years back. No way she still has it. Small hearts hung on different parts it. He saw you point it out at a store once and got it for you as a present. “Sorry to keeping you waiting.” You say as you get closer.

Seungcheol quickly stands up and pulls your chair out. “No it’s ok, I was a little early anyways.” You scoot your chair in as he takes his seat again. A waitress then walks towards your table with two menus.

After explaining the specials, the waitress pulls out a note pad. “Could I start you off with something to drink? Wine maybe?” Seungcheol looks up at you and instantly lock eyes. God she’s beautiful. “Uh two glasses of Chardonnay please.” He’s says not breaking eye contact. “Yes sir.” The woman nods a walks off.

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“Oh my god I can’t believe you remember that.” Seungcheol laughed covering his mouth. It seemed to be going well with you guys. You’ve been enjoying yourself and Cheol looks rather happy. “It’s hard not to remember. How could you possibly mix shampoo up with Nair.” You chuckle while taking a sip of your drink. “Be thankful you caught on before you used too much. The laughter dies a little as you take in each other’s company.

You’re both quiet now, finishing your food. “I missed you y/n.” Seungcheol says breaking the silence. I miss you too, so much. You say to yourself. “I hate how things ended with us,” he continues, we both did things that were wrong but that doesn’t mean-“ his sentence was cut short.

Both?! What the fuck did I do? “Wait both? What did I do exactly?” You question staring at him deeply. How could he say that? He’s the one who cheated. “You pushed me away.” Is he serious? “Uh yea after you cheated on me with your coworker.” He sighed and turned his head away. “Fuck I’m sorry Y/n really. I wish I could take it back but I just can’t.”

He turns his head back to you and makes eye contact. You quickly look away. Tears are welling up in your eyes, why? Memories of your times together flood your mind. Fuck why couldn’t it just be the way it used to be. “Why didn’t you say something to me when it first started Cheol? Why didn’t you cut it short when it first started?” You blurt out loudly.

“We were happy Seungcheol. Everything was so perfect.” You wipe your eyes and brush your hair behind your ear. Get yourself together Y/n, it’s in the past. He reaches out and grabs your hand. “I hate myself for how I handled the whole situation. I should’ve said something earlier.” He had tears in his eyes. There was vivid remorse behind them but you just couldn’t shake your own feelings away.

“Hello, is there anything else I could get you tonight?” You didn’t even hear the waitress approach the table. “Uh no just the check.” Cheol exclaimed giving her a slight smile. “You ready to go?” You nod your and began to gather your things. After paying the bill, you both walk outside as the valet brings his car around.

It was a long and quiet ride back to your house. Once he pulls up, he puts the car in park and looks over at you. “I love you Y/n. I’ve never stopped loving you.” He reaches over and grabs your hand. You jump at his sudden action. It’s been so long since you’ve felt his touch.

“I’m sorry Seungcheol, I love you but not in that way anymore,” you began, “I just can’t forgive you for hurting me.” You pull your hand away and began to open the door. Just then Seungcheol reaches and grabs your arm. “Y/n please. I’m sorry.” You can see him welling up. “Please just let me explain.” I can’t watch this. “I’m sorry Cheol.” You quickly step out and run inside your house.

I’m so sorry.

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“Dude that was like five tops, come on just five more.” Mingyu says to Dk. He breathes out deeply and pushes through the rest of the set. “Fuck Mingyu that was like twenty pounds over my normal weight.” He says after putting the bar back in its place. “Oh suck it up Dk, you made it didn’t you?” They grab their things and head towards the locker room.

Dk grabs the seat closest to his locker and opens his water for a drink. “I should’ve let that bar fall on top of you last month.” He says playfully rolling his eyes. Mingyu laughs and grabs his towel from his locker. “Yea whatever, you love having me as a friend.” Just then Mingyu gets a call on his phone. It’s Seungcheol.

Mingyu- “Hey bro, how you been holding up?”

Seungcheol- “I can’t take it bro. I’m lost without her.”

Mingyu- “You’ve been doing so much better Cheol, why relapse now?”

Seungcheol- “I can’t stop thinking about our date last week. I just feel like we were almost there. Could you just come over for a bit?”

Mingyu- “Alright Cheol, I’ll be there soon.”

Dk blinks rapidly and runs his fingers through his hair. Did he say Cheol, as in Seungcheol? What are the odds? “I’m sorry, I don’t mean to snoop but did you say Cheol?” Dk asks reluctantly. Mingyu nods his head. “Yea sorry about that. It was just my friend Seungcheol.” Dk chuckles slightly. “As in Choi Seungcheol?”

Mingyu ruffles his eyebrows and takes a seat next to him. “Do you know him or something?” Dk just shrugs and turns his body towards him. “Well if it’s the Seungcheol I’m thinking about, he used to date my bestfriend Y/n.” Mingyu raises his eyebrows and quickly nods his head.

“I know he’s your friend and all,” Dk began, “but he’s a piece of shit.” He says standing up to grab his bag. Mingyu sighs deeply. He doesn’t blame Dk for how he feels. “There’s something you should know, something you and Y/n should know.” Dk looks down at him and shrugs his shoulders. “Please continue.”

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It’s been a little over a week now, why can’t I stop thinking about him. You shake your head and sit up in your bed. You loved him, more than words can explain. Why Cheol?

Just then you hear your doorbell ring. You look at the camera app on your phone and smile instantly at Dk’s face. He’s uncomfortably close to the lens. “I know you can see me Y/n, come open the door. You chuckle to yourself and run downstairs to open your door.

“I have Moscato.” He smiles brightly and shakes the bottle as he walks in. “You been alright best?” He asks grabbing two glasses from the cabinet. You sigh deeply and brush your hair behind your hair. “You ever wish you could go back in time and change some things about your life?” You ask him as he pours your drink.

“I think all my decisions have led me to where I am now, so to answer your question babe, no.” You sigh deeply and finish your drink in a head toss. “I can’t stop thinking about him Dokyeomie,” you start, “I loved him and he just threw it all away.” Dk sighs to himself and looks away. He’s contemplating over whether he should tell you this or not.

“Best I have to tell you something.” He grabs your hand and pulls you towards the living room. “Sit here, and drink this.” He refills your glass and sits back. “You’re scaring me Dk, what’s wrong?” You question as you take a sip. He takes a deep breathe and grabs your hand.

“He never wanted to hurt your feelings,” he continues after a short pause, “it wasn’t his fault.” You’re taken aback by his words. You quickly snatch away and stand up. “Why are you defending him Seokmin, I’m your best friend not him. HE CHEATED ON ME.” You yell through welling tears. How could he sit here and defend him to you.

“Y/n please just listen to me.” He begs, gesturing for you to sit back down. “NO, after all I’ve been through emotionally, are you really gonna sit here in my face and defend his actions, are you serious right now? HOW COULD-“ Your words were cut short. “HE WAS DRUGGED Y/N!”

There was a long silence.

What the fuck. What? How? “W-What? How do you know? Who told you that?” You sit down and take a deep breath. “Remember that guy I told you about last month? Well that Gyu, is Mingyu, Seungcheol’s best friend and secretary.” You stare at him blankly. There’s no words. “He overheard Seungcheol and that chick Nayeon having a conversation a while ago. She admitted to drugging him that night. She set him up Y/n, it wasn’t his fault.”

I hate you. Fuck you Seungcheol. I hope it was worth it. Your past words create a heart wrenching ache in your chest. Drugged? “Oh Dk what did I do?” You hate yourself. You blamed him for so long. “I told him I hated him Dk, I fucking hit him. What kind of a bitch am I?” Dk grabs your arm and pulls you into a hug just as tears began to pour down your face.

You can’t help but feel a sense of guilt. Why didn’t I just listen to my gut. He would’ve never intentionally hurt me like that. “You know you could call him Y/n, it’s never too late.” Dk says cutting you from your thoughts. He hates me. I would hate me. He would never take me back. Not after I turned him down and ran out on him last week.

“I can’t do that Dk. I’ve hurt him. Multiple times.” You cry loudly into his shoulder. What am I gonna do?

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It’s been two weeks since your date. “I love you Cheollie, I can’t wait to see you again.” Seungcheol lays on the bed and listens to an old message you’ve sent him a couple years back.“I love you Cheollie, I can’t-.” The message repeats again but is cut short by his battery alert. He leans forward but bumps the table dropping his phone.

His hand then accidentally clicks the trash can symbol at the bottom of the screen.

“Fuck what did I do?” He says trying to restore the recording. “FUCK!” He tosses his phone across the room. It’s always gonna be my word against yours. No one is gonna believe you Cheol. Her words played like a broken record in his head. He hated her. He hated her for coming between the two of you. Most of all he hated himself for ever being nice to her.

He looks over at his now empty liquor cabinet. He quit drinking recently, for you. He wanted to get better for you. Now there’s no point. You aren’t here and you won’t be coming back. *Sigh*. He grabs his jacket and keys and head for the door. He can hear the pounding rain from outside the door but he doesn’t care right now. He unlocks the door and swings it open with his head down.

Fuck it I need drink. I have to stop thinking about- “You?”

“Hi Cheol.”

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<A/N> Let me know what y’all think about it please and thank you. I know it’s long over do but this is just a little something for now.

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MINGHAO Going Seventeen Ep. 93 (Rock Scissors Paper)

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TOO MUCH

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summary: after a few weeks of constant overtime work slouching over a desk, you feel as if your back is about to give out on you. fortunately for you, your best friend seungcheol is a professional masseuse! unfortunately for you, you're unsure of how you'll keep your crush on your best friend at bay while on his massage bed, ass up and oiled up.

content: masseuse!seungcheol, friends to lovers, pining (act surprised), touch-starved reader, inexperienced reader, very uninformed view of what being a masseuse is like oops, afab reader, smut, fingering, oil is involved, oral (f receiving), penetrative sex, etc.

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a/n: as someone who's had horrible back pain ever since i was a child, this is based on mostly real events </3 also not 100% proofread

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Your back was killing you.

It had been weeks since you'd gotten some proper rest, having made the terrible decision to take on some overtime at work, not knowing that your supervisor would get so used to the extra help she would continue to schedule you more hours week after week, thus destroying your back in the process. You knew that you could simply say no, but the extra money was helpful. You had wanted to start saving up a little more so you could finally move out of your shitty neighborhood, so the situation kind of worked out. The money would also go to paying your student loans, meaning you really couldn't miss this chance for an increase in income. It was kind of a win-win situation, except your poor back was the sole loser.

Your job didn't involve too much movement, no. It was mostly office work, which required you to sit on your hunched back for 10 hours per day, only allotting yourself for three quick 15-minute breaks and a 30 lunch break in which you would still be hunched over as you ate. You knew it was a bad habit, but sitting there for so many hours, you'd forget to sit up straight as you looked into the computer screen, and even if you fixed your posture while working, your back was just not built for standing still for such long periods of time. There was really no saving your back from its stiff fate at this point. These work hours also didn't allow you time to even work out or stretch in order to keep your body at least a little active and maybe prevent your pain a tiny bit.

Your best friend Seungcheol constantly scolded you over your bad posture. It wasn't like you actually had bad posture, okay? You weren't constantly hunched over, nor were you carrying all your weight on your shoulders. This was a recent development resulting directly from your increased work hours. But Seungcheol, being a masseuse, always noticed the slightest changes in your physique, claiming he could spot a sore back from a mile away, with yours being a very obvious case. He could notice your head standing a little lower, digging into your shoulders more and more as the days went by. He also took notice of your constant wincing and your futile attempts at rubbing your own shoulders whenever the soreness got too annoying.

He pitied you, really. He hated seeing you in pain. Being your best friend, he felt it as his duty to try and relieve it in any way he could. On top of having most of your free time being taken over by work, he hated to think that you were also in pain during the few hours you spent away from the office. He had communicated all these concerns to you over the past few weeks, trying to convince you to let him give you a massage in order to relieve the pain, but you'd consistently refused. He was unsure as to why, and being denied a proper reason made him want to keep on insisting until you finally allowed him to rid you of your discomfort.

"One massage won't fix my issues," you'd argued over and over again. To which he simply responded by saying he could just give you a standing appointment every week! He was very insistent on helping you, wanting to relieve you of at least some of the pain. But you were even more insistent in denying him. You were too busy to use up the little bit of free time you had going to the spa Seungcheol worked at. You also didn't think a massage would really be the ultimate solution, despite how badly your sore shoulders begged for relief. Yeah, sure, a massage might alleviate the pain for a bit, but it would simply come back after another week at the office. That, and the fact that the spa Seungcheol worked at was only open during your work hours, meaning you'd have to either haul ass over there during your thirty minute lunch, or take time off. Both were huge no's to you. There were just far too many reasons as to why not take him up on his offer, you argued both to him and yourself. But you knew these were simply excuses. Your main reason had been something you'd kept deep within yourself. You were starving for his touch, but scared of how your body would react to it.

You were generally an averagely touchy person with friends and family. Not overly touchy, but arguably an appropriate amount. It had only been a little over a year or so since you'd begun to feel a bit strange at the lack of intimate touch you'd experienced thus far in your life. While all your friends had experimented and had fun during college, you were a little shier and more reserved, rendering you a bit behind the rest of the herd in that area. It wasn't very noticeable to all. It wasn't like your friends were aware about how sexually frustrated you'd grown over the years due to your lack of experience, but you'd still tried to keep it a secret how unaccustomed you were to more intimate forms of physical touch. Even something as innocent as a massage from a friend. You'd be as touchy as any friend would expect, but still felt a slightly strange sensation when it came to any mention of more intimate activities. You'd somehow grown used to a lack of touch, despite being best friends with the touchiest person alive. You usually avoided being too physically affectionate with Seuncheol anyways, having harbored a small crush on him when you'd first met and wanting to avoid any of your emotions getting in the way of a friendship you treasured so much. You'd known that a massage from the man would be a huge nono, all things considered, which was where all your denials stemmed from.

You had been friends with Seungcheol since college. You had both shared a major, meaning that you kept bumping into each other day after day, attending almost all the same classes freshman year. You had taken a quick liking to each other, befriending one another almost immediately. Despite having had a crush on the man at first sight, you were content with the friendship that had blossomed instead. You'd even ended up joining Seungcheol's little friend group, being friends with most of them even to this day. This unexpected closeness during your first year led you to coordinate your schedules the following three years, thus seeing each other literally every day you were on campus. Even now, having recently graduated college, you were still best friends, meeting up constantly. Despite sharing a major, you both had ended up in drastically different places after college. You had gone for the corporate route while Seungcheol suddenly developed a passion for physical therapy, eventually becoming a massage therapist. At the time, however, he worked at a luxury spa downtown, being known as one of their best masseuses and singlehandedly earning the establishment an increase from a four-star rating to five stars just from the quality of his work alone.

You had visited Seungcheol's work before, quickly deciding it just wasn't your vibe. The place was nice and perfectly polished, but upon seeing a few of the masseuses' skills in action, you realized it'd be better for your friendship if you avoided such intimate contact with one another. Yes, you knew massages were not inherently intimate, but being oiled up and felt up by someone who was as close to you as Seungcheol just didn't ring like a good idea to you. It also didn't help that the massive crush you had on the man in college seemed to be resurfacing as of late. You believed to have gotten over it a few months into senior year, but you didn't want to risk reviving it under any circumstances.

However, despite your constant rejections, Seungcheol continued to beg you to let him take care of your problem, and denying him was something that pained both you and your back. So you now found yourself with two issues; back pain, and a very pouty Seungcheol.

"Fuck, my back is killing me," you repeated for the millionth time in the past five hours since you had woken up. You had intended to enjoy your rare day off, even waking up a little earlier than intended so you could make plans with your roommates, but your plans quickly died on you as soon as you woke up, body stiff as a rock and your soreness worse than ever.

"We get it! You're in pain. So go do something about it!", whined your friend Seungkwan in return, not even bothering to look at you from his phone, "It's bad enough I had to cancel my plans to stay here and take care of you. Just go get oiled up by Cheol and stop making this my problem!"

If there was anything Seungkwan was, it was direct. He was right. Your pain was getting out of hand. And the longer you waited, the worse it would get. Except he didn't know about your calamity to its full extent.

"Listen, I don't even have the money to afford his fancy spa. Have you been there? One day is worth a whole day's pay!"

"Please. It's Seungcheol. He'll get you in for free. Hell, he'll even pay you to go."

"I don't have time to go!", another excuse. A few more and Seungkwan might even begin to crack the code behind your insistent refusal.

He suddenly straightened up from his laid-back position, staring directly in your direction, "All the solutions are there. You're the problem. It's like you want to be in pain! I could literally call him up right now and he'd drop work to come help you. Just get the damn massage!"

This is how a lot of your conversations went lately. Well, the very few conversations you could have nowadays due to your heavy workload. You'd occasionally even have to bring work home even after having been there for half the day. Your eight hours of sleep a night were not even pleasurable anymore, as you felt stiff as a rock the moment you attempted to lay down. The only comfortable stance, ironically, was hunched over in front of a computer. It was like you'd frozen into that pose, feeling immeasurable pain any time you attempted to move any other way. You'd tried pilates, stretches, yoga. Nothing worked. Maybe Cheol's massage really was the only solution, but it'd been so long since you began denying him you now felt a little silly going back on your word. That, and your other obvious issues.

"I'll be fine, Kwan! Just leave. You don't have to take care of me, I just need to lay for a bit."

"You'll lay there all day, I know you. Your life's become a constant state of sleep and work. Maybe you should just quit," he suggested, seemingly moving on from the Cheol topic. Finally.

"Are you crazy? Do you have any idea how much debt I have to pay off? I don't wanna be paying this off for the rest of my life. I'd rather suffer for a few years now and just get it out of the way," you reasoned, although not sounding very reasonable even to yourself. What's the rush?, a voice in the back of your head would sometimes whisper, but you'd just ignore it.

"Fine," he tsk'd. "Rot in your own misery, I'm going out with Kyeom and Soonie. If I come back and you've morphed into a rock, don't say I didn't warn you," and with that, he announced his departure, going forward with the plans you had made with your friends before your back had gotten in the way.

You knew your friend was kidding, but the unbearable pain would sometimes have you wonder. Should you just go to Cheol? What was the worst that could happen of you just let him touch you? His touch would be purely platonic, you were sure of that. But you feared that it would rekindle your feelings even more, and maybe that your high-strung self would not be able to handle such touch from him without finally snapping.

You were weak. This wasn't much of a secret among your friend group, or anyone really. Which is why you now found yourself walking through the doors of Seungcheol's spa. You had spent about an hour rotting in your own misery, as Seungkwan had put it, before deciding to power through your pain and drive down to where you knew Seungcheol was currently working a shift. You hadn't called him, not wanting to give him the wrong impression. You weren't planning on booking a massage today, no. You couldn't have even if you wanted, knowing that the spa Seungcheol worked at was a bit renown in town and that their bookings went weeks back. You had just wanted to give it another try. Maybe visual learning would convince your stubborn self to accept Cheol's help for once.

You entered the establishment, already knowing exactly where to go to find out about Seungcheol's whereabouts. You walked to the receptionist, opening your mouth to ask for assistance before being rudely interrupted.

"Sorry. We're booked for the day. Our next open bookings begin in December. Try again then," the conversation had ended before it began, causing you to close your mouth right back up.

Once more, you opened your mouth to speak, maybe respond in equally passive aggressive tone as the girl had, but you were rudely interrupted once again, except this time it was by a warmer, more welcoming voice.

"Y/N? What are you doing here?", you could not see him from your angle, needing to turn around to face the source of the sound, but you could instantly hear the smile in his voice, clearly both happy and shocked to find you here of all people.

You turned around, now facing the boy. He was wearing his usual 'uniform', which really just consisted of some tight black slacks and a matching black short-sleeve top tucked into his pants. You'd forgotten how well his uniform fit him. It must've been one of the reasons why his massages were rated so high, you thought.

"Hey, Cheol ..." you smiled awkwardly, having been caught off guard by the man. You'd meant to surprise him, not the other way around.

"I wasn't expecting you. Did you call? Did you make an appointment?!", his eyes widened at the possibility, looking past you and at the receptionist as if to confirm his inquiry.

"No, Cheol. I told you I didn't want a massage. I came to see you, actually," well that was half true. You had wanted to see your friend in his element, maybe even convince yourself of finally taking him up on his offer. You had just wanted to see if you could handle that type of touch from your best friend considering your situation (re: a recovering case of touch starvation with a mixture of 'I might kind of maybe still have a bit of a crush on my bff').

To be completely honest, you were somewhat afraid. You'd hadn't felt any form of intimate touch in a long while or, well, ever. And to have it come from your best friend would only open up a can of worms you had wanted to keep under lock and key ever since meeting the man. Every excuse you'd given thus far to reject him bad been true, but had also been just that; an excuse. You knew that Seungcheol's treatment would help you lessen an issue that had now grown past your own personal ability to manage on your own. Which is why you were now here, willing to give it a try. You had self control, right? What was the worst that could happen if you let your best friend get his hands on you, your bare back as he rubbed it with oil? You'd deal with the logistics later, now you just wanted to see exactly what your friend was offering you.

"Me? What's up?", he had begun to walk you towards his rest area, away from the mean receptionist as he continued conversation with you.

"Well, I, uh, I was thinking about your offer ..."

"Really?! You wanna do it? I can clear up my schedule! Just let me talk to Stacy real quick and-"

"Cheol!", you had to physically hold him back from walking back to the reception to rearrange his day. He seemed way too excited to help you out.

"I haven't decided yet, Cheol. I was just thinking, well, wondering if it'd be okay for me to maybe shadow you for a while or something? Just to see what it'd be like?"

To any outsider you must've sounded like an idiot, somehow worrying over something that was arguably the most relaxing experience a person could possibly have. Ironically. What people didn't understand was the effect Seungcheol could have on a person. Specially a touch-starved, heavily emotionally invested, weak individual such as yourself. Denying your crush on Seungcheol was really the only defense you had left at this point. You could admit to your fears of being touched by Cheol, chalking it up to your lack of experience at being touched in general, but you could not even admit that your crush had maybe, perhaps, possibly, creeped back up a while back. It didn't help that no one you knew was aware of your sensitive state when it came to intimate contact. This was intel you hadn't even let your best friend in on. Maybe if it had been someone else, you would've accepted the massage already. You knew it didn't have to be an intimate interaction, it was just the fact that Cheol would be doing it that made it seem that way to you. But you knew his feelings would be hurt if you denied him and went to someone else. You'd dragged it out for far too long, making such a simple thing way too complicated.

Cheol easily agreed to your request, seemingly excited to even have you around his workplace at all. It was cute, really. He let you know that his next booking would start in ten minutes or so, so you waited with him during his break. Despite not receiving a massage for yourself, he provided you with a robe to change into due to the humidity most of their rooms tended to have during a session.

"Are you sure it's okay that I'm here? Won't the client mind?"

"Nah. She's a regular, she tends to forget her own name five minutes in," he winked at you. Well, that was reassuring ..

The massage began soon after. The woman, probably in her early 40's, walked in, gave Seungcheol a friendly greeting and proceeded to lay down, barely even acknowledging your presence in the back of the room. Cheol gave some weak excuse of 'she's in training, just showing her the ropes' to justify your presence, earning an uninterested hum in acknowledgment from the woman before she had begun taking off her robe and gotten on the bed in preparation for her awaited session. She was't fully naked but had very thin underwear on, meaning you could practically see every detail from her back. Her face-down position gave you a perfect angle to her almost-bare ass as Seungcheol prepared the oils he had set on the table beside him. There was also some incense burning in the room, along with some steam to help with ambience.

The massage began very slowly, allowing Seungcheol to deliver very soft touches as he spread the oil around her back. He even went as far as the back of her legs and ass, reaching as far as her feet. The first few minutes simply consisted of him spreading the oil around. You hadn't known Seungcheol gave full body massages til now. Before having started the session, Cheol had told you 'Pay close attention. This is what I'll do to you when you agree.' Had he meant he'd be running his hands up and down your entire body? The thought made you shudder, almost missing the show in front of you.

His next movements were harsher, but in a clearly pleasurable way. He began to knead roughly at the woman's shoulders, making her groan at the pleasurable pain. He did this for a while, clearly having found a point of tension in that area. His thumbs focused on specific areas of tension that you were familiar with; the same areas you'd known your back had knots in. Even just seeing it made the sore parts of your back beg for release of tension. When he moved on, he targeted the upper center of her back, just below where her breasts were located on the opposite side of her body. He rubbed at the sides, sliding his hands up and down the length of her back as he massaged expertly. He continually used the extra strength of his thumbs to pressure and rub at the sore spots. He didn't even have to ask where it hurt, it seemed like he could just detect it on his own. This was clearly exerting the woman, as she moaned and sighed at the feeling of Seungcheol's hands on her. It was clearly exerting Seungcheol too, who was letting out groans from his own efforts.

You imagined yourself in her position, wanting to be the sole receiver of his touches and sounds. You felt ashamed, but the act was making your body heat up. You knew it was purely innocent, and with the purpose of relaxation, but you couldn't help yourself. You wanted to blame the humidity in the room, or maybe the cozy material of your robe, but there was only one culprit; Choi Seungcheol. You had been right to believe that his touch would be your undoing. Simply hearing him was enough to make you lightheaded. You had lost track of where the massage had went, only thinking about the man in the room now. You cursed your vivid imagination for the images it was putting in your head just at the mere sounds coming from your friend.

The massage continued for a while, eventually sending the woman into a deep slumber. Cheol kept re-applying oil to her back throughout the session, even lowering his hands all the way to knead at her ass and the back of her legs during some points. That made you extra lightheaded. Not just at the thought of Seungcheol touching you in the same way, but knowing he'd have the magic touch able to release the tension trapped all over your back. You couldn't blame the woman for the sounds she made or the way she fell asleep due to the pleasure. You could only imagine your own reaction at Seungcheol doing the same to you. Even just seeing the way he rubbed at the skin had your back aching for the same release of pressure from the tightest spots on your back.

You were still slightly affected by the time the woman had woken up and left, leaving you and Cheol alone in the room, promising Seungcheol she'd be back soon as she exited. He approached you with a smile, clearly proud of having shown you his skills in action.

"So, what did you think?"

"I, uh, you're really good, Cheol. I'm surprised."

"Surprised? I've been telling you I'm the best for months! C'mon, there's no way you don't want a massage after seeing that," he rebutted, smirking with confidence.

You remained silent for a second, pondering as to whether or not you should move forward with this. He was right. He was clearly talented at it, and he really just wanted to help. Your aching back was begging for it, and so were the other aching parts of your body. But you didn't know if you could hold back without embarrassing yourself at your best friend's hands on you in such an intimate way.

Your best friend must've taken notice of your silence, speaking up again, but in a more serious yet sympathetic manner.

"Listen. I know you can be a bit .. shy about these things. If it helps, we can just set up at my apartment? I have a massage bed there too! It would just be the two of us. C'mon, what do you say?", he gave you puppy eyes as he usually did when asking for something.

He was always hard to deny. And in this vulnerable moment, with your back begging for relief and your body aching for his touch, you weren't surprised when you found yourself muttering a 'yes' in affirmation.

A few days passed. You and Cheol ended up having to coordinate your days off. It had actually been almost a full week until you were able to see each other again, which for you meant yet another week of grueling pain you had to put up with. You were really beginning to consider putting an end to the overtime you'd been working. Maybe after the massage you could begin to work less hours in order to lessen the pain. Maybe even take Cheol up on his offer of getting a standing appointment to lessen the pain more and more and prevent it from coming back again. It was something to think about. But now you had better things to worry about. Those things taking form in the man standing on the opposite side of the door in front of you.

You had agreed on today, a Saturday night, in order for you to come to his apartment and receive the dreaded massage. Cheol had worked all day today, which made you feel a bit bad about making him basically step back into his work duties but this time at home. He reassured you it was more than fine, reasoning that you'd worked all week and he had just wanted to work around your busy schedule. You appreciated his efforts to work with you, having always known Cheol to put your comfort before anything else. Which was yet another reason why you felt badly at receiving this favor from him. To anyone else it might've just been a massage, but you knew that to Cheol this was a service he was used to getting paid for, a talent which he put effort into. You felt like both like a leech and like a source of annoyance due to this whole ordeal.

You put all your thoughts aside and knocked on the door, knowing it was now time to forget about all your worries and just let Seungcheol take care of you. He opened the door almost immediately, almost as if he'd been waiting on the other side of it, ear against the door while your internal monologue went off in your head.

"You're here!", he smiled widely at you, ushering you in.

"You invited me, Cheol. I wasn't about to ditch you."

"But you thought about it, didn't you?", he kinda had you there. You did consider it, but you knew your best friend would've tracked you down sooner or later anyways.

"Listen, I know you're nervous, but there's nothing to be nervous about! I'll take care of you. It won't be awkward, I swear," despite having never told him of your lack of experience with touch, you always assumed he had some idea of it. He didn't know the full story, though. Not about the fact that your issue with the massage was being touched by him; the former source of your desires.

"It's .. it's fine, Cheol. I'm not nervous, I promise. Just don't know what to expect, that's all."

"I'll guide you through it. I set out the massage table for you in my room. I have the oils ready too. Oh! Did you bring a bikini to change into?"

Right. Last time you spoke he had asked you to bring either a bikini or some comfortable underwear. He's said something about needing your body as nude as possible ('within your comfort zone!', he'd quickly added) in order to give you a full massage. He also said the oils he used had a tendency of staining and leaving their strong fragrance on most fabrics. It was usually spa policy to provide customers with robes and such for their sessions, but being located in his home at the moment, he'd asked you to just bring your bikini directly.

You didn't feel any type of way about this, surprisingly. Having known Seungcheol for years, he'd seen you in a bikini as many times as you'd seen him shirtless and in very tiny swim trunks. The one thing, however, was the thought of him touching your bare skin, but it was too late to back out - not that you wanted to anyways.

"Y-yeah, it's in my bag. Did you wanna start right away or ..?"

"Yeah! Go get ready and I'll start preparing the oils for you. I'll also light some incense for ambience," and with that, he left you alone in the living room so that you could change without interruption. He went into his room to prepare things, closing the door to allow you some privacy.

You had chosen your skimpiest bikini. Not for any inferior motives! But because you knew Cheol needed access to your bare skin as much as possible. Your lower lower back had been killing you lately. Even more so than your shoulders, due to sitting all day every day. So you wanted to give him room to take care of that without any clothing getting in the way. You hastily got changed, deciding that you'd already waited long enough and that it was time to get this over with.

'Are you ready?", you heard Cheol ask from his room a few minutes later.

Ok, it was time. Anyone else would've been ecstatic at the thought of their crush rubbing all over their body, or at the idea of a free full-body massage. But you were too high-strung for your own good, which only increased your anxiety over the whole thing. However, you were now here, almost in the nude, only one door away from the man who would rid you of your pain and replace it with pleasure.

You stepped into the room without verbalizing a response, immediately meeting eyes with an expectant Cheol, who was organizing his oils as he awaited your arrival. He'd outdone himself, really. He had lowered the lighting in the room, lighting a few candles and some incense in order to turn up the spa ambience. The place smelled divine, and even the temperature was perfect. You could already feel yourself getting relaxed.

"Cheol, holy shit. This is too much. You didn't have to go so out of your way. This looks like an actual spa!"

"Only the best for my best friend," he gave his gummy smile in return, eyeing you as he directed you towards the massage table that was standing in the middle of the room. "You ready?"

"Yeah," you breathed out, accepting his stretched hand as he helped position you on the table.

He laid you face down on the table, but with your head turned to the side, as to not squish your features against the flat surface, "Try not to think too much, yeah? It'll feel so good, I promise. I'm gonna get rid of all tension in your body," the way he'd said it sounded promising, almost hinting at something more.

Without much warning, he began to softly run his hands up and down your body, going from your shoulders all the way down to your calves, almost as if sizing you up in order to come up with a game plan for your massage. Even that feather-like touch had you flinching a little. You'd never been caressed like this before.

"Shit, you're very high-strung. Even more than I thought," he chuckled in response to your body's reaction to such light touch.

"Cheol ..." you whined.

"Sorry. I'll start now, okay? You're gonna feel a little warm in a second. I'm gonna oil you up so it's easier for me to massage you, yeah? I picked my favorite scented oils for you."

You were thankful for the warning, because the warmth you felt immediately after made you swoon internally. You almost moaned out loud at the feeling of his hands lightly rubbing the oil all over your body. You were already affected and he hadn't even begun. It didn't take him long to actually start, however. He began with your neck, almost wrapping his hands all around it, but not closing them in on it. His thumbs were focusing on the lower part of the back of your neck, rubbing at spots you hadn't even realized were that sore.

"You're so tense, Jesus Christ," he was right. You could feel instant relief at his touch, pressing your body further into the soft material of the cushion of the table in pure relaxation.

He rubbed that area for a while, seemingly trying to target the knots located there. He then moved onto your shoulders, beginning to rub a little harder. He began to dig his thumbs into the problem areas, going extra hard at any points of tension. With this extra strength, also came his vocalization of his efforts. His groans of exertion began to fill the room, making you feel even more lightheaded than the massage itself.

"Shit, Baby. You're so fucking tight here."

The wording itself was killing you, but the way he touched you while doing it made you melt into the table, afraid you'd begin to vocalize your pleasure through the form of moans or whines. So far you'd been able to get away with soft breaths and maybe a gasp or two. But you knew that the moment you let go, you wouldn't be able to control the way your body would react to his touch. You were slightly terrified of what would come the lower he went down your body.

Then he threw you yet another curveball.

He leaned down, halting his movements for a moment, and put his mouth a few inches from your ear, "I can feel you tensing up. It's okay, I'll take care of you. You can relax for me."

You saw that as a green light to let go, whining a tiny 'uh huh' in response as he continued his movements.

He went lower and lower, now rubbing your lower back; the area right before the slope of your ass began, but he was quickly approaching it. Every area he had touched so far, he had undone. You felt like your back had been liberated of the huge weight it had been carrying for years. You were whining and moaning at the pleasure he was giving you, and also at the feel of his hands on your body. You felt yourself get wetter by the minute, having started to feel moisture down there from the moment he began massaging you. You were ashamed, but his touch so close to your biggest point of tension was driving you insane. You wanted him to forget about the massage and just flip you over.

"Okay, baby. Now I'm gonna do your ass, okay? Trust me, I know it sounds dumb, but a lot of people carry a lot of tension here"

He was right once again. As he massaged the muscle, you felt tension you didn't even know you had finally unwind. He repositioned you a bit, asking you to lift one of your legs to the side and let it hang a bit off of the side of the table. This angle lifted up your ass a bit, and disconnected your crotch from the table. You were slightly embarrassed, knowing that if he looked through a certain angle he'd be able to see you glisten with desire for him, but you chose to ignore it and hope for the best. Cheol was already helping you so much.

He continued for a few moments, occasionally going down and rubbing lightly at the back of your thighs and calves before coming back up to your lower back and butt. But he suddenly stopped at some point. You could've sworn you heard an intake of breath.

"Hey .. I'm gonna try a special technique. Is that okay?"

You were almost completely gone in pleasure by then, eyes becoming heavier by the minute. You didn't even have to think before saying yes.

You felt him lean his body more over the table, and also a bit over the lower half of your body. He was still just massaging your lower back with one hand, while making you bend your leg a little higher than before. You weren't sure what he meant by special technique, but you were down for anything had in mind. Except you hadn't expected what he would do next.

Having bent your leg forward, he had given himself the perfect angle of your pussy from behind, deciding to let his hand slip between your legs and run his fingers lightly over your folds. You gasped at this, repositioning yourself a bit to give him even more access. He took this as a welcoming sign, starting to run his hands up and down your pussy, stopping once in a while to rub at your swollen clit.

"Baby .. You're so tense here .. Let me help you? Yeah?" He said this as he continued to increase the intensity of his movements, rubbing more and more at your clit.

"Y-yes. Fuck. Please, Cheol ..." you whined, giving him permission to do whatever he wanted to you.

You yelped at his next movements. He had shoved his fingers inside with no warning, leaning down to kiss softly at your ass while he fingered you. The speed of his fingers wasn't too fast, but it was deep and calculated, dragging across all the places you needed him most. He was right, you did feel tense there, but his movements were relaxing you like nothing else could.

"Is it working, baby? Am I making you feel good?"

You'd buried your face into one of your arms, but still managed to squeak out a "yes!" in affirmation.

"Just 'yes', baby? We can do better than that, don't you think? I think I have something to rid you of all your tension ..." you could hear the smirk in his voice as he said this, feeling him finally remove the tiny piece of fabric between your legs.

He positioned his body a little further over the lower half of the table, lowering his face to the space between your cheeks in order to get his tongue on your pussy. He began to lick and suck softly, keeping a pace similar to that of his fingers just a few seconds ago. The pleasure was blinding you, causing you to lightly grind against his face, wanting as much pleasure as you could milk out of him. He seemed to like this, as he lifted his hands and placed them on your hips, guiding your grinding against him and taking on an even better angle.

All that could be heard were the moist sounds of his tongue on your heat and your cries of pleasure. The massage had been fully forgotten. All you could think about was your best friend's tongue and the way his groans against your pussy were making you lose your mind. It seemed like this was bringing him as much satisfaction as it did you.

"Ch-Cheollie! Right there! Fuck!", he'd begun to suckle at your clit, wanting you to finally reach your high and bring you as much pleasure as imaginable.

"Cum all ove' my face baby! wann' taste that pretty pussy," his words were muffled. He seemed physically incapable of separating himself from you.

You came almost immediately, loving the vibrations of his groans against you. You fell completely limp, being rendered a shell of yourself. The whole thing had felt like an out of body experience. From the massage to the life-changing orgasm. You were convinced there was no greater pleasure than what you'd felt in the past half hour. But Seungcheol seemed to disagree, instantly pulling you towards him and sitting you on the table, your body now facing his.

He had untied your bikini top earlier into the massage, which you hadn't minded since you were facing down and away from his view anyways, but now you were grateful he had. He was making direct eye contact with your tits, almost as if pondering as to what to do with them. He seemed to reach a decision, however, and attacked them with his lips with intense fervor, licking and biting at your swollen buds. He had you moaning out in pleasure again. It was as if he'd studied your body without you knowing, being an expert in all your weak spots.

He made out with your tits for a while, making your eyes roll back at the feeling of his tongue against your sensitive nipples. When he pulled away, he instantly began undressing himself at record speed. He had just been wearing shorts and a loose top, which made the process pretty quick. Immediately after getting himself nude, he positioned you so that you could wrap your legs around his waist from your position sitting on the table. He dragged you as close to him as possible by your legs, pressing your chests together.

He looked down at you while running his hands up and down your back, which was still slightly sticky with oil. He seemed to be in a trance, just looking at you with an endeared expression in his eyes, "You're so beautiful. Your body's so ... fuck. Can't believe you've been in pain for so long, baby. When I could've been taking care of you all this time," he had began to kiss along your neck and clavicles as he said this.

"Cheollie .." you breathed out, tilting your neck to the side to allow him extra space to kiss.

"Can I take care of you, baby? Let me get rid of all your tension?", he'd started grinding his bare hips against yours, having pushed open your legs in order to allow himself to drag his dick against your cunt.

Even just the weight of his cock against you had you whining, burying your face in his neck, not knowing how to react at the stimulation. You'd already felt the most pleasure when Cheol buried his tongue in your cunt, or so you'd thought. But that did not hold a candle to the feeling of his fat head as it nudged against your folds. You began to whine and writhe against him, hands digging into his arms as he ground against you. Until he nudged your head away from his neck, wanting to face you. He halted his movements altogether and looked into your eyes for a few moments, a small smile gracing his lips. His eyes began to lower, now staring directly at your lips. Your eyes mirrored his. It was a tender moment in the midst of what had just now been a mess of grinding bodies and oil. When he finally kissed you was when you truly felt relief. No massage could have compared to the bliss you felt with your best friend's lips against your own. The softness of the kiss didn't last much, however, as the movements of his hips picked back up and the kiss began to become more moist by the second.

Cheol took advantage of your soft gasps at the feeling of his cock against your cunt to slip his tongue in your mouth, expertly massaging yours with his. This went on for a bit, allowing for Cheol to stimulate you with some kissing and dry humping, further preparing you to take him free of pain. He was a little larger in size than average, and with the very limited experience he had asserted you to have, he wanted to prevent you from feeling any pain. He had wanted tonight to be nothing but pleasure for you, knowing how badly you've been needing some relaxation, and maybe with the slight ulterior motive of finally getting with his pretty bestie.

He unglued himself from your lips, chuckling at the way you whined as your lips followed his, "Baby, I'm gonna fuck you now, yeah? Wanna see you fully relaxed. That okay?"

"Mhm. Yes, Cheollie. Do anything you want. Trust you," you mumbled in response, head filled with air as you barely caught your breath from the overload of pleasure you'd felt tonight.

With that, he began to enter you, bulbous head showing a bit of a fight in entering your tight walls. You both let out a moan of relief when he finally bottomed out, almost as if you'd both been craving this for a while. He fucked you with a passion only someone who wanted you the way you wanted him would. You'd thought you'd reached the utmost pleasure when Cheol had you cumming against his tongue, but nothing could ever compare to being full of him as he praised you through every thrust, calling you every possible adjective to describe your beauty.

"B-baby! So fucking good. So pretty for me .. Gonna fuck you all night. Gonna fuck you to sleep. All mine now," he began canting in and out of you with even more intensity now, making sure to hit that spot with every thrust.

"Cheollie!"

"I know, baby. Gonna cum for me? Gonna let me fill that pussy up, aren't you, pretty?"

It didn't take long for you to cum, already feeling an overwhelming amount of emotions at every type of pleasure Seungcheol had delivered to you tonight. He followed soon after you, yelling out your name at the tightening of your walls around him. He breathed heavily as he leaned against you for a minute or two, only then moving away from you in order to get a towel and begin to clean you up.

"Sorry .. was that too much?", he smiled sheepishly as you seemed to wince when he attempted to clean you up between your thighs.

"No! It was perfect, just ... not really used to it, that's all."

"Okay, baby. If you say so. Now let me take you to bed!", with no warning, he picked you up and brought you over to his bed, completely ignoring the mess he'd caused on his massage table after having fucked you on it. He laid you down, cocooning you into his blankets before rushing to the other side of the bed and holding you in his arms.

He turned to look at you as he cradled your body against his, "Do you feel better now? Still sore?", the question seemed genuine.

"No, Cheollie. I feel amazing. I've never felt this good before, actually."

"That good, huh? I told you I was the best! But don't worry, baby. Gonna keep your appointment every week like I promised. Gonna keep you in my bed every time you're feeling sore, yeah, baby? Don't even have to ask, I'll be waiting for you," he chuckled at himself as he said this, but being completely serious.

"Will you give me your special treatment again?," you giggled against his lips.

"That's for you and you only, baby," he replied as he closed the gap between you once more.

a/n: ok i mightve made reader a lil extra overdramatic this time but u guys have to understand. my back hurts like hell. so pls sympathize w reader bc shes lowkey my soul sister in that area 😭

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irlvernon · 2 days

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addressing all mothers out there

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vcrnons · 5 months

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S.COUPS Marie Claire Shoot Sketch

BONUS : a realtime transformation from cheollie<3 -> general leader s.coups

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↬ lee chan

tell me how you feel about me. do you like or like like me?

𓇗 pairing- neighbor!chan x fem!reader, dom!reader x sub!chan, neighbors to friends to lovers??

𓇗 summary- you befriend the next door neighbor hopefully to get closer to him. but the cute boy is just too much to resist.

𓇗 warnings- smut with plot, masturbation(chan), shower sex, unprotected sex(he pulls out tho, chan is kinda shy towards reader, dirty talk, kissing, pet names (channie lots of channie,,,,), reader has a crush on chan, lmk what else

𓇗 a/n- this is kinda long,,,anyways i hope you all enjoy!!!

you have a little obsession with lee chan and you didn’t know anything about the boy who lives in the house next to you. you know that he has a lot of guy friends that come over weekly. you know that he’s some sort of athlete or dancer. you catch him coming home in his workout clothes,,looking slightly sweaty.

you know it might be a little odd to like someone you have never had a full conversation with but,,, you have formed a little crush. you’ve talked to him a few times. exchanging names once, “good morning”s every now and then. your bedrooms are right across each other coincidentally.

you have seen the boy shirtless multiple times. that picture staying in your mind a lot of the time. you know the boys schedule, knowing when he would leave for the day and when he would return home. you watch from your window trying to be subtle of course.

you are not trying to be creepy, really. you just have terrible social skills. you can admire the boy from a far right? because how could you possibly ask the boy on a date? he doesn’t even know you that well, he would definitely say no. or that’s what you thought. he seems too cool for you, too attractive.

those thoughts are gone quickly. you don’t even know how you got here. knocking on his door while you wait for the boy to open the door. you knew he was alone now,, you watching quietly waiting for his friends to leave. you don’t know where you got the confidence to even walk out of your house.

it took him a couple minutes to open the door. “shua i thought i told you not to leave any- thing. oh uh hi.” he says looking at you while he opens the door. he was just as shocked to see you there just as much as you. he has seen you of course. he never thought you would talk to him other that the few times you did. he couldn’t fully look you in eyes though.

“hi. sorry to bother.” you say with a smile. he’s slightly leaning against the door. he has a loose shirt on as he grips the door tighter. your eyes are looking over the boys figure causing him to blush a little. he really hopes you don’t see it.

“uh- no! you’re not bothering at all. do you need something?” you pout a little at his question. “well- not really. this is kind of weird but would you want to friends? i don’t have many around- just trying to be friendly. i know we’ve talked a few times so i thought why not.” you smile at him and he returns the smile.

“oh- of course! i would love to.” he is shocked but relieved for some reason. he can’t deny that he’s beyond attracted to you. “are you busy? like now?” your question catches him off guard a little he looks around a little and shakes his head. “not at all. um- come in? if you want of course- i don’t know what you had in mind-“ your laugh cutting him off.

“yes is that okay? we can always go to mine.” he steps to the side so you can come in. “i do have a roommate- he isn’t here but he might come home later.” he says nervously with a smile. “this is so tense- i’m sorry if this is making you uncomfortable.” you sigh trying to ease the awkwardness.

“no no im not uncomfortable- i just don’t really hangout with- you’re just really pretty it’s intimidating.” he doesn’t know where he got the courage to say that. but he already said it so theres no going back now. you were surprised at his confession. “thank you chan- you’re pretty too.” you laugh a little causing him to join you, laughing as well. his face turns bright red after though. you don’t fail to notice.

“you’re really cute chan.” you look him up and down with a slight smirk. “u-uh t-thank you.” you just smirk at his stuttering, while he is now embarrassed. he doesn’t know why you’re making him this nervous. you guys have talked before. “do you want to go get some ice cream chan?” you smile holding up your wallet.

“yea that’s sounds fun. let me just put on a hoodie and some shoes.” he smiles back running up to his room. you take the short amount of time to look around a little. looking at the photos of him and 12 other guys. you smile at how happy he looks with them. he has plenty of photos of them together. you smiling harder after looking at all the photos he has on the wall, not realizing chan has returned.

“sorry that took longer than i thought.” you gasp a little at his voice. you turn around quickly seeing him looking too good for your mental health. your breath catches in your throat when you take in his appearance. he has on grey sweats with a hoodie. he has a loose chain around his neck and his hair is messy.

you stare at him for too long when you finally realize you’ve been staring. you look down at your feet clear your throat. “you’re fine don’t worry.” you try to shake off the embarrassing feeling. he doesn’t seem to mind the staring tho. he blushes a little. “you ready?” you ask with a excited smile. “yea! lets go.” he smiles at you following you out the door.

ice cream was one of the best decisions you have had. you two finally coming out of your shells. of course food will help with that. you learning a bunch of things about chan. he was a dancer with the 12 other guys.

he told you all about his home life, you doing the same. you two realized how much had in common, from your favorite movies to favorite artists. you are mentally thanking yourself for finding the confidence to talk to the boy.

you knew being friends with him is just gonna make it harder for you to not like the boy. but you just like the boy. wait like or like like? whatever you need to stop thinking about it. and this is how it starts.

after that day you and chan had became really great friends. him always coming over weekly and you doing the same. you two loved each others company. he even started inviting you to his hangouts with the rest of his friends. you loved being introduced to them. they were all very sweet and very attractive you can’t lie. but you still think chan is the cutest. his laugh making you like him more and more. why? you have no idea. actually that is a complete lie. you knew exactly why you liked chan so much. he was sweet, caring, shy(mostly with you), and such a cutie.

you have to still stop yourself from staring too much as you guys are more than just neighbors now. but could you blame yourself? he was perfect. you wanted him more than anything. you see the way he looks at you too sometimes. but you’re still not sure if you should bring it up. you try to shake the thought as the boy arrives at your house.

“hi! i brought more ice cream. like when we first became friends!” he says holding up the ice cream stepping inside. you smile at how comfortable he’s gotten over the period of time you’ve been friends. “you read my mind chan. i was craving ice cream.” you smile grabbing the ice cream from him running to the kitchen.

he just smiles at your actions following you. you grab two bowls scooping some into a bowl for you guys. “you look nice today chan.” you blurt out handing him a spoon. he blushes at your words and your hand brushing against his slightly.

“o-oh really? thank you.” he takes a look at himself before taking a bite of his ice cream. you love how easy you can fluster the boy. you don’t take your eyes off him as he takes his bite. “good?” you question with a smile. he nods quickly shifting slightly. “what should we do?” he asks sitting on your couch. you join him with a smile.

“i have no idea. we could watch a movie?” you laugh at your suggestion knowing you guys always watch movies. he nods though agreeing with your suggestion. “want to watch a romcom this time? we always watch just funny or just scary movies.” you say trying to cover up the real reason. you knew he would get a little flustered by the movie choice. he just nods. he’s scared his own words would betray him. he cannot afford to stutter in front of you again. you put on the movie grabbing a blanket.

“scoot closer!” you tease pulling him closer to you. “blanket?” you offer some your blanket. he nods quickly looking at you. you just smile pulling the blanket over you two. he blushes at the small gesture for what he thinks is the hundred time you have him blushing. you two watch the movie. a suggestive scene coming on causing chan to shift a little. you act like you don’t notice at first until he shifts again.

“channie you okay?” you have never called him that before. his face heats up a brighter red. he can’t face you he knows he’ll give what he’s thinking away. “u-uh yea i’m fine!” he says still not looking your way. “channie.” you put your hand on his shoulder. he’s startled at your sudden touch but still won’t look you in the eyes.

“channie look at me.” you say with a half smile. he looks at you softly hoping with the dim light you won’t see his blush. “are you okay? want to turn it off?” you ask rubbing his arm gently. “y-yes. it’s okay.” he says looking at your lips slightly. you smirk at his gaze and turn back to the movie. you pretend not to notice his gaze as you watch. the movie ends rather quickly after that. you and chan sighing in relief at that.

“you gonna head home?” he smiles and nods. “i think so yea- i told wonwoo we would play tonight.” he lies so that you will let him slip away quicker. he just really needs to get alone for,,,reasons. “well goodnight! i’ll see you tomorrow?” you pull him into a side hug. “y-yea see you.” he smiles quickly making his way back home. he sighs as he sees wonwoo isn’t home. he is quick to run to his room. his thoughts are clouded by you as he climbs into bed.

“fuck.” he hisses as he looks down to see his erection standing tall. he palms his dick through his pants. he sighs at the relief of pleasure. he looks up at his window seeing you in your room. he can see you laying on your bed. but what he doesn’t know is that you know he’s watching. you move in a certain way just for him.

he pulls his dick out of his pants as he watches you. you think you should tease him a little more. you slowly undress in front of the window. he grabs his dick slowly stroking as he watches you. “s-shit-“ he doesn’t know how but after a couple more strokes he’s coming all over his hand and shirt.

“fuck fuck-“ his chest heaves as he sees you close your curtains so you can no longer see him. he sighs and cleans himself up. he hears wonwoo come home 30 minutes later. chan just really can’t wait until he sees you tomorrow. you feel the same.

you wake up from a text from chan.

channie🦦- do you want to come have breakfast with me and wonwoo? he offered (and cooked lol)

you- of course! i just woke up but i can come in like 15 minutes.

channie🦦- great! see you soon :)

you smile to yourself practically running to quickly get ready and rush out the door. you knock on the door and chan opens it. “good morning.” he smiles at you as you come in.

“good morning! hi wonwoo!” you smile at the boy in the kitchen. “hi y/n. glad you could come.” he smiles as he hands you the plate of food. “thank you! smells good.” you smile looking at the breakfast as you sit down to eat.

“so you guys have plans today?” wonwoo asks looking at both of you. “hm i’m not sure. we don’t really do much- probably just going to hangout here?” chan asks looking at you for confirmation. you nod with a smile.

“okay! well im probably gonna head out to mingyu’s. he’s having problems with this person he likes. good to see you y/n! bye chan see you later.” he smiles at both of you before waving at both of you before he’s gone. chan sighs in relief but tries not to have you notice. you finish your breakfast putting your dishes away.

“want to swim?” he suggests as you face lights up. “i thought you’d never ask!! let me go get my swimsuit!” you sprint to your house. chan just laughs as he waits for you. he quickly changes into his swimsuit before looking in the mirror.

“you better not get a boner. why did i suggest swimming?” he sighs. “i’m fucking talking to myself!” he scoffs and walks back into his living room. he’s met with you returning to his house in a swimsuit cover. it’s mesh so it doesn’t cover your bathing suit. chan likes it that say though. so much that he doesn’t realize your words or that he’s been staring. “like what you see?” you tease him as you see him look away from you. “s-shut up.” he rolls his eyes grabbing two towels for you both.

“i’m just teasing channie- you can stare all you want!” you smile as you follow him outside. he doesn’t respond to that simply because he doesn’t know what he’d say. he sets the towels down as he tries not to watch you take off your swimsuit cover up. he’s watching subtly he hopes. you jump into the pool getting water on the boy from your splash.

“ahh! what the heck! i wasn’t ready!” he playfully pouts as he takes off his now wet shirt. now it’s your time to stare. you being shameless about it. he blushes at your gaze looking away from you. “get in!” you yell out to him as you splash him again.

“okay! okay!” he laughs as he gets in slowly. but you’re not gonna have that. you yank him to you gently causing him to fall off the steps and fully into the water. you laugh at his shocked face. as he comes back up. “i was getting in!” he splashes you playfully rolling his eyes.

“too slowly though.” you smirk at him. “should we play mermaids?” you laugh a little with a smile. “i’ve never played.” he confesses causing you to gasp at him. “are you serious? we can’t be friends.” you laugh. the two of you are in the water for hours. extremely exhausted as you guys practically are just drifting in the water. you were having a great time with him but now you’re feeling a little bored.

“should we go inside?” he asks looking at your tired expression. you nod quickly getting out with chan following you. “i’m gonna shower if thats okay? i don’t want to smell like chlorine.” he laughs a little. you think for a moment,,debating if you should say this. you two get back insane as you finally respond.

“can i join?” you say with an innocent smile. “w-what?” he looks at you blankly as he already blushes a little. “channie- i see the way you look at me. i want you too.” he is beyond shocked at your words. “are you messing with me? that’s not funn-“ you shake your head.

“chan. can i kiss you?” you ask looking at his lips. he nods very quick as you pull him into a kiss. both of you moaning into the kiss. you two wanted this for longer than you thought. you pull away with a smile. “still want to shower?” he nods as you lead him to his bathroom. “don’t be shy- i want to see you.” his face is super red again.

“o-okay.” he takes his swimsuit and boxers off as he leans back to start the water. “you’re so cute channie.” you smile at him as you place a kiss on his cheek. you lean back and start undressing until you notice him looking away. “channie- you won’t look at me now but you’ll watch me through your window? so mean.” you pout as you finish undressing. he’s shocked at your words.

“i-what? y-you saw me? i’m- sorry. i didn’t mean-“ he’s scrambling over his words as he looks away from you again. “chan it’s okay- i liked that you were watching- i’ve watched you too.” you confess as you walk closer to him. he sighs in relief. “o-okay.” he smiles a little. “let’s get in?” you pull him in behind you. turning to him as you guys let the water run over you.

“can i make you feel good channie? do you want to feel me?” you smile as you start to kiss his neck. “p-please- n-need you.” he moans a little at your kisses. “don’t hide your sounds channie. i want to hear how good i make you feel.” he nods as he feels your hands inch down his body. “this okay?” you ask as you grab ahold of his erection.

“yea- y-yes please just touch me.” his words coming out as a whine. “of course channie- you’ll be a good boy for me?” you start to move your hand against. the movements and the nickname causing him to whimper a little. he was extremely embarrassed at the affect you have on him. but he didn’t care enough to show it. he was so lost in pleasure. “words channie.” you tease as you kiss his neck again.

“so g-good- i’ll be good for you.” he moans out until he feels your hands leave his body. “w-why’d you stop?” he looks at you softly with his cheeks still painted with slight blush. “can you fuck me channie?” he nods quickly as he sees you leaning back against the shower wall. “want to feel you so bad.” he nods as he moves in between your legs.

you lift your leg to wrap around his waist. “like t-this?” he asks as he lines up with your entrance. “just like this channie-“ you watch as he eagerly pushes inside of you. neither of you taking your eyes off where you connect. his moans are whiny and loud. you love it. “such a good boy for me? fuck- move channie.” he starts to drill his hips into out of desperation.

“o-only for you.” he grips on your hips for stability as he continues to fuck you. “just for me? you’re mine now hm?” he moans louder at your words. “say it chan.” you look into his eyes as he looks down at you.

“y-yours all yours-“ you cut him off by pulling him into a kiss. his hips don’t stop as you kiss. his moans filling the kisses. you pull away from the kiss. “you feel- so fucking good channie-“ he is so focused on making sure you feel good. but he can’t help but to speed his thrusts when he’s close.

“s-shit-“ the sound of his moans and the skin slapping becoming overwhelming. “i’m- coming-“ you nod with his words. “me too channie- don’t stop.” you moan as you cum on his dick. he pulls out of you quickly. he cums all over your stomach as he pants.

“f-uuck.” he says through pants. “you could’ve came inside chan.” you smile as you stand back under the water. “o-oh i didn’t know-“ you laugh at his still flustered state. “it’s okay- there’s always a next time right?” he looks at you confused.

“again? you would want to do this again?” he pushes some of your hair back as you look at him. “yeah channie- i like you. you couldn’t tell?” he shakes his head. “no i didn’t- wait like or like like?” you smile pecking his lips.

“like like.”

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