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quarantineddreamer · 29 days
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Jyn Week Day 1: Home
I wasn't sure I was gonna post this, because it's really not my best work. But then again, with the way my brain has been lately not much is! And I wanted to participate and show our girl some love so. Fighting through the perfectionist in me and here's this little thing <3
Though the Rebels had breathed new life into the cave upon their arrival, the network of tight tunnels and sprawling caverns that made up Echo Base had a history that stretched back to a time long before the war. There were stars younger than the stone walls that surrounded them, buried beneath layers of ice so thick, it was unlikely the galaxy would ever uncover the secrets they contained.
It had not taken Jyn long to begin exploring the area, seeking hidden nooks and crannies to which she might escape. Within a week, she had formed a sprawling mental map, memorized the quickest routes to every exit, marked the nearest spaces to duck to when Draven was after her about her latest display of ‘irresponsible/reckless/unacceptable’ behavior–or, when she simply needed quiet. (Which seemed to happen more and more with each passing day spent trapped in this hellhole.)
Tonight, she was bundled in her warmest gear: every thermal layer she possessed, two sweaters, one parka, her hat and scarf, gloves, and four socks pulled one after the other till she could barely squeeze her feet into her boots, much less feel them. 
Clumsiness was the price to pay when you wanted to be up and about at this hour on Hoth–that, or frostbite. It was why, for the most part, no one on Echo Base left their beds after sundown unless they absolutely had to. In temperatures this cold, you’d have to be out of your mind to willingly leave the relative comfort and warmth of your room without very good reason.
Apparently, Jyn was out of her mind, because she’d woken from a dream–the one where the fires of Scarif blinded her one minute, and she was trapped in the cold bunker all alone the next–and crawled out from beneath her blankets. She’d dressed in the dark, moving by instinct more than anything, her skin itching and heart racing as the walls seemed to press closer and closer. Before she’d fully realized what she was doing, she had found herself fumbling by the dim yellow cast of a lantern to a place well-beyond the boundaries of Echo Base.
It would have been all too easy to take a wrong turn–and subsequently freeze to death trying to find her way back–but her body had taken care of her when her mind could not. Before too long she had arrived at a vaguely familiar antechamber, small and circular, with smooth, curving walls.
As she sat and leaned her back into their hard surface, it felt as though she were being held in the palm of some ancient, mysterious being. She took in her surroundings like someone waking up from a dream. Why had her instincts guided her here? 
Then she felt it: air, fresh air; the barest of hints of it brushing across the tip of her nose and suddenly it all made sense. She closed her eyes and drew it deep into her lungs–holding it for a moment with the gratitude of someone reuniting with a long lost friend–before releasing a slow, careful breath. It lingered in the air before her–the ghost of a scared and lonely girl—a swirling cloud of mist, glowing purple. 
Heart in her throat, Jyn lifted her eyes, seeking the source of the strange light. High above her, the chamber’s ceiling of ice and rock gave way, revealing an incredible sweep of night sky, dancing with color. Wind whistled across the opening of the cave…waves whispered upon a black-sanded shore…
“What are they, Mama?”
Her mother’s amused hum tickled at her back. “The Force paints a path home for those that are lost, my love.”
Jyn squirmed beneath the blanket, trying to find her father’s face amidst the orange, flickering shadows of the bonfire. “What are they really, Papa?” 
Mama’s head rested beneath his chin, his arms wrapped around them both, a shield from the wind. He gave her a smile; her favorite kind, the kind he gave her when he asked if she could keep a secret. “You don’t believe your mother?”
Jyn didn’t think her question had anything to do with belief, she simply wanted to know. Mama often told her stories about the Force; stories about love and anger, light and dark, and the threads that tied the world together–just like the ones her favorite blanket was made of. But Papa told her stories too; stories like what kind of soil made the plants on the farm grow, or why her skin turned red after too much time in the sun, or how to fix Stormy when his arm fell off. Mama’s stories were stories she saw and felt on the inside, while Papa’s were ones she held in her hands. But they were both a part of her, pieces she carried with her wherever she went. 
She studied the sky again, following the splashes of purple and green and blue as they wove their way between clusters of stars. She wondered what it would feel like to stand on one of the rippling bands of light; tried to imagine stepping one foot after the other across the horizon as her mother had described. Maybe it would be warm, like sand in the sun, or maybe it would be more like waves lapping at her feet, cold and tingly. 
“A scientist’s daughter through and through,” Mama laughed. “I recognize that look in her eyes…”
Jyn wasn’t sure what exactly she meant by that, but she tore her gaze away from the lights in the sky and turned towards her father instead, ready for his answer.
His skin shimmered green, then blue, and back again, the same colors as the ones that hung in the air above them. “The path your mother spoke of is made of particles, shed by our planet’s suns.”
Jyn frowned at this. “But it’s nighttime.”
“Just because we cannot see something, does not mean it is no longer there,” Papa explained, reaching over to tug the blanket back over her shoulders. “Tonight, the aurora reminds us that the suns have not left us, and they will rise again tomorrow.”
She twisted to face Mama again. “So the suns are the Force?”
“The Force is the suns,” her mother murmured reverently, “and the wind, and the waves, and the sand beneath you. It’s the salt on your tongue when you breathe in and…” she smiled as she poked Jyn’s nose with the tip of her finger, “that means it’s a part of you, and me, and your Papa too.”
Jyn settled into her parent’s arms again and shut her eyes, feeling for the Force her mother spoke of. She wasn’t sure what it was supposed to feel like. 
But she thought there might be some truth to her parents’ words, because though she could not see them anymore, she could sense them there beside her. The comfort of her mother’s heartbeat under her ear, the warmth of her father’s breath as he bent to press a kiss to the top of her head. 
And if she were to find herself lost and standing amidst the aurora, she felt certain this was where they would bring her.
The colors of the sky began to blur and run together. Jyn wiped roughly at her eyes, urging tears away before they could turn to frost upon her cheek. Hoth was more than a far cry from the beaches of Lah’mu, yet she felt closer to it now than she had in a long time.
“Beautiful,” a voice murmured, echoing quietly off the stone around her. 
Jyn started, turning towards the rasp of footsteps. “Cassian…” Leave it to the spy to find her in the middle of a labyrinth in the dead of night.
“How long have you been standing there?” she asked warily, taking one last self-conscious swipe at her face with the sleeve of her coat. 
“Not long,” he answered, lingering at the entrance to the cavern.
But long enough… Jyn figured. She heaved a short sigh and returned her gaze to the aurora, an ache in her chest. “There were lights like this on Lah’mu,” she murmured, an explanation of sorts–though Cassian had not asked for one. 
He ducked past the icicle that hung in from the tunnel’s opening and silently came to sit beside her, his shoulder brushing against her own. Though it barely made a difference in a cold this numbing, Jyn found herself drawing comfort from the warmth of his body beside her. 
“How’d you find this place?” he asked softly. 
She glanced at him, but he was looking at the lights above, granting her a reprieve from the weight of his stare. “How’d you find me?” she countered. 
The corner of his mouth lifted slightly, but his eyes were serious when they landed on her again. “I went to your room and you weren’t there. For a moment I thought…” he shook his head and took a sudden interest in his boots.
“You thought I’d left?” 
“I didn’t know what to think. I checked the infirmary next.” There was an odd strain to his voice, something she couldn’t quite place. “No one had seen you there either, so I headed towards the perimeter,” a small smile crossed his lips, “I’ve noticed you wander to the edges of Base when you’re trying to avoid Draven.”
“Of course you did,” Jyn remarked. “Then what?”
“I followed the light…” 
“And it led you here…” The memory of her mother’s story–still fresh in Jyn’s mind–began to mingle with words Cassian had once spoken to her. The kyber crystal she wore seemed suddenly heavier than it had a moment ago, a hand resting over her heart. 
She thought of Bodhi, Chirrut, Baze, even K2. Of all the people who she had gotten to know because of the Rebellion. People who had her back. People who might not understand all of her, but who accepted her nonetheless.
“Hoth is the first time we’ve really slowed down since Scarif,” Cassian said, ignoring her sudden glance at the mention. “I know it can be hard to adjust to life in the Rebellion.”
A tentative smile tugged at the corner of her lips. “Yeah,” she replied, catching a ripple of light and shadow as it wandered across his face. “I've been feeling lost…but I think I’m beginning to find my way.”
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hwangsies · 3 years
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SILVER SOLUTION
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(part 2 of galvanising green, read part 1 first!)
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pairing: slytherin!hyunjin x slytherin!reader
summary: you dont know where you stand with hyunjin after the greenhouse incident, getting grouped together in potions class might give the both of you some clarity.
warnings: swearing, smut as in: heavy petting, some bathtub fun, praise kink i guess, pretty tame and very fluffy
3.6 k words,
enjoy <3
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“class, listen up” your potions professor claps his hands together “today we’re making amortentia upon a special request from ms weasley” he smiles at victoire, who’s standing next to you behind labtable.
Potions is your only class you have together this year so you’re always exited for it, especially cause she excels in almost every class.
“mom told me she only realised that she liked dad through making this in class” she whispers to you as the professor keeps telling the class about the ingredients.
“mhh” you nod, pretending to be interested, but you simply cant be. Not when hyunjin is staring holes into the back of your head.
You turn around slightly just to see him at the table diagonally behind you, propped up with elbows on the table and locking eyes with you.
He clears his throat and straightens up to look over at his partner, james , when you catch him.
You sigh as the professor tells the class to begin, victoire already starting to chop up some rose thorns.
“hey, can you grab the pearldust and measure it?” she rips you out of your thoughts about if you were to harsh to the blonde boy that’s been on your mind for the past week.
“uhh- yea” you mumble, grabbing the little sliver bag that’s labelled as ‘pearl dust’.
“how much of this?” you ask before victoire points at the measurements in the book that’s laying infront of her on the table.
After about 20 minutes of mixing the ingredients you suddenly hear a loud clinging of someone dropping a glass, followed by yelling.
You turn around to see hyunjin and james at each others throats, fellow classmates quickly jumping in to get them off of each other.
“hey!” your professor comes running “this kind of behaviour is not acceptable in my classroom! I forbid it!” he says sternly.
Hyunjin and james breathing heavily as they nod apologetically.
The professor looks around before his eyes land on victoire “ms weasly would you be so kind to switch places with mr hwang?” he asks but you know its more of an order than a request.
“uh-“ your best friend looks over at you before a small grin tugs at her lips “yea of course” she chirps.
Your eyes widen as she leaves you alone, turning back around to your concoction to mix the fluid before hyunjin appears in your peripheral.
“hey” he says in a small voice, you just nod, eyes trained on the liquid that’s slowly gaining a pearly sheen.
“you’re still not gonna talk to me?” he asks, watching the silver liquid in the big pot as well.
“I said everything I had to say” you answer blankly.
“well I didn’t” he rebuttals, at which your eyes jump up diagonally to meet his.
“what did you and james fight about?” you ask, ignoring his statement before.
“that’s private” he says almost immediately after you stop speaking, at which you huff.
“that’s great, hwang. i love talking to you when you get defensive” you say sarcastically, continuously stirring the potion.
He exhales irritatedly “then why do you always bring up stuff that you know I don’t want to talk about?”
“because, shocker hyunjin the world doesn’t revolve around you” you turn to him, gesturing with the hand that isn’t stirring the liquid “also jesus christ how much aftershave did you put on?” you scrunch up your nose.
He furrows his brows at you before scoffing “you’re the one to talk, your perfume is stinking up this place” he shakes his head as he looks away from you.
“excuse me?” you turn to him.
“yea- as soon as I got here all I could freaking sme-“ he stops himself and his expression softens as he looks from the liquid in pot back to your face.
“what?” you ask, still infuriated as you look over to see the silver spiralling steam coming out of the pot, signalling that the amortentia is working.
“wow!” your professor comes over and applauds “that’s looking really good kids!”
You feel the blood rush to your head when you lock eyes with hyunjin again.
“I don’t feel too good professor I need to go to the bathroom” you quickly excuse yourself before storming out of the classroom, not waiting for an answer.
Hyunjin is quick to tell him that he’ll go check on you before running after you.
“y/n” he yells down the hall “can you stop running away from me? its getting old” he pants as he catches up with you.
“I never told you to follow me” you snap back, not stopping “leave me alone”
“no” he grabs your wrist to stop you, looking into your eyes when he succeeds “I like you, a lot”
“and I know that you like me back” his eyes are soft when he looks into yours.
“so for as long as you smell my aftershave and I smell your perfume in the amortentia I will run after you” you swallow when he closes in on your personal space.
“it doesn’t matter what I smell because I don’t know if i can trust you” you say quietly.
“I understand, but what can I do to change that?” he asks seriously, you shrug your shoulders.
Hyunjin gnaws at his lower lip, sliding his hand down your wrist to enclose your smaller hand in his.
“how about I can be your boyfriend for like 2 weeks, as a test run” you chuckle and shake your head.
“no-no listen” he pleads.
“yea- okay” you signal him to keep going.
“and if you don’t want me after that we’ll just stop, no pressure no anything, we don’t even have to tell people” he proposes.
“you don’t want to tell people because you don’t want other girls to know?” you ask teasingly.
“I- no-“ he sighs when he sees your grin.
At the same moment the door to the classroom open and the whole class comes out for their lunch break.
Hyunjin looks at you before looking back at them.
“what?” you ask, but he doesn’t answer you.
“hey!” he shouts at the fellow students including james and victoire “I like her!” he points at you.
“oh my god” you whisper, burying your face in your hand embarrassedly.
“a lot!!” he continues before looking down at you “she’s smart and funny and not to mention incredibly beautiful”
“get a room” someone yells before the students laugh and move past the two of you.
“I don’t care about other girls” he turns to you again “please?”
You inhale deeply before nodding “okay”
His pretty lips form into a big smile as his hands find your waist over your cloak.
“so does that mean I’m your boyfriend now?” he pulls you closer to his body, grinning from ear to ear, his eyes turning into crescents.
“14 days test trial boyfriend, sure” you grin back as he slowly leans down.
“but” you say, making him stop his actions “you’ll need to earn the first kiss as my boyfriend” you softly tap your index finger against his lips.
He groans playfully and buries his face into your neck “okay” he mumbles “whatever you want” he presses a kiss to your cheek as you grin victoriously.
-
"are you ever going to tell me why you and james fought in class two days ago?"
"It's not that serious" hyunjin shakes his head, not looking up from the notes on his lap.
"okay" you hum, pushing you hair back when a breeze of wind rushes through hagrids pumpkin field.
You observe the tall blond boy sitting on one of the huge pumpkins next to the one you're sitting on.
"did it possibly have to do with the big griffyndor vs slytherin quidditch match coming up?" you absently tap your feather against the tough skin of the pumpkin.
He sighs, looking up at you "yea"
"Scouts are coming and seekers aren't needed as much as other players, you know, since there's only one in each team" he runs a hand through his hair.
"so we know only one of us could possibly get scouted" you lock eyes.
"you dont know that" you try cheering him up "what if they think the both of you are amazing?"
Hyunjin chuckles "that's sweet of you but even if they did, they'd probably pick james because of his name"
You frown.
"Not that he isnt talented or anything but, you know" he shrugs.
"no, baby dont think like that. I've seen you play, you're amazing, anyone with eyes sees that" hyunjins eyes crinkle up as his pretty lips stretch into a smile.
He pushes himself off of his pumpkin to lean against yours.
"you just called me baby for the first time" he tilts up his chin, locking eyes with you.
"thats the only thing you took from my emotional speech just now?" you snicker, leaning down to boop his nose with yours.
"wanna kiss you so bad right now" hyunjin mumbles, biting his lower lip.
"hmm" you hum "not yet"
"Hey kids, listen i'm all for young love but please not on my pumpkins" hagrid shouts from his window.
"shit" hyunjin laughs.
"sorry hagrid"
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"you came" hyunjin beams at you, gracefully landing on his feet next to you on one of the high tribunes.
"you asked me to" you tilt your head, as he steps closer.
"yea but it's only a practice game so-"
"i'm still gonna support my boyfriend" you grin, getting on your toes a little to kiss his cheek.
He blushes a little, his cheeks matching the faint redness of his nose, which you attribute to the cold weather; you swear it's the cutest thing he's ever done.
"are you blushing" tease him, cradling his cheeks in your hands.
"am not" he huffs sarcastically at which you giggle and press another kiss to his cheek.
"ay hwang! we dont have all day" a male voice calls for your boyfriend.
He looks back briefly to nod at his teammate .
"come with me after practice? i wanna show you something" he requests.
"yea, okay" you smile.
"okay, have fun watchig, babe" he drops a kiss to your cheek before turning his back to you.
"wait" you hold his arm "you forgot something"
"what?" hyunjin frowns.
"this" you place your hands on his cheeks once more and pull him flush to yourself, slotting your lips against his.
You hear his broom hitting the ground, a second later his hands encase your waist, pulling you closer.
The faint sound of hyunjins teammates hollering is the last thing you hear before his tongue prods at the seam of your lips.
The blood rushing to your ears keeps you from hearing anything but your tongues chasing each other.
You only seperate from each other when a high pitched whistle fills the air.
"fuck" he breathes, grinning before dropping a last kiss to your lips.
"continue this later?" youbite your lip as he picks up his broom.
"definetely" he winks before pushing himself off the ground to meet his teammates hovering in the middle of the field.
"that was so hot" you jump at victoires voice.
"what the fuck" you hold your chest as you turn around to see your bestfriend take a seat on the tribunes.
"how much did you see?" you adjust your green-white scarf as you sit down next to her.
"enough babe, that was a sexy girl move" she fiddles at you scarf as well.
You laugh "yea?"
"hell yea, look" she points up at hyunjin, where him and his teammates are still talking, one of them pushing hyunjins shoulder playfully.
"they are totally jealous of him" she squeals "and i'm totally jealous of you" she squints her green eyes teasingly.
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“i can’t believe they let you use the prefects bathroom” you awe as you look around the spacious room with high walls and windows, where he had taken you after practice.
"one of the perks when you're the star of the slytherin quidditch team" hyunjin grins, dropping his slytherin coat to the ground.
He walks over to the gigantic bathtub and turns on the water, glancing over at you.
"luke warm or hot?" his hand rests on the tab.
"huh?" your head snaps over at him.
He chuckles "the bathwater"
"oh, uh hot" you nod.
"fitting" hyunjin grins, mumbling.
"Hm?" you lock eyes as you take off your coat and mimick hyunjin in dropping it to the ground.
"nothing" he giggles, walking over to you and wrapping his arms around your waist.
"take it off" he whispers against your lips, his fingers tugging at your shirt.
You comply and get rid of your clothes.
"Ooh" you sound as you step inside the big tub thats filled to the brim with bubbles.
"good?" hyunjin asks as he takes your hand to help you inside, he himself already sat down.
"great" you close your eyes as his arms envelope you from behind, leaning back against his chest.
“so what’d you think of seeing me play?” he whispers after a few minutes of comfortable silence.
“fishing for compliments are we?” you joke.
“ha ha” he murmurs against your neck, making goosebumps spread over your legs which doesn’t go unnoticed by him when his hand runs up your thigh.
“feels nice?” hyunjin runs his nose against the shell of your ear.
“hmh” you nod, closing your eyes when you feel his lips on his neck, tongue darting out to taste your skin.
“this?” he whispers, one of his large hands palming your breast, pinching your nipple as the other hand softly travels over your mound.
You open your eyes “hyunjin”
“hm?” he continues to kiss at your neck.
“wait a second, please” you say, moving from your spot from between his legs.
“whats going on?” hyunjin asks concernedly, reaching for your arm, urging you to stradde him.
“I just feel like I have to tell you this” you say, playing with his hair at the back of his head.
“what are you so nervous about baby” he huffs, smiling when you shake your head.
“I- I don’t know” you sigh, his hands soothing up your back.
“I” you exhale shakily “I’m a virgin”
“huh?” he blinks, his eyes threatening to pop out of his skull.
“I mean I- I didn’t know” he runs his hands down your arms to take your hands in his “but I really don’t care if that’s what you were scared of”
“well, kind of” you grow a little smaller out of embarrassment.
“hey” he chuckles, pulling you a little higher on his lap “you didn’t actually think I’d laugh at you or something, did you?” he gets more serious.
“I don’t know, you always called me ‘miss goody shoes’” you mumble, pushing some hair behind his ear.
“baby I was joking” he cups your face “you know just like little boys who pull the little girls pigtails because that’s the only way they know how to get their attention”
You scoff “you never actually pulled on my hair though”
“yea, cause I don’t know if you’re into that yet” he quips, your jaw going slack.
“you little sh-“ you slap his shoulder, the water sloshing and some bubbles flying into the air as hyunjins laughter fills the room.
“I’m kidding” he laughs, catching your hand in his.
“I’m kidding” he whispers again when leaning in to press his lips to yours.
“you are my good girl though” he whispers against your lips, your heart stuttering at his words and your core clenching.
He bites his lip as if he knows what effect he has on you, you part your lips to say something but instead of words coming out, a little whimper tumbles from your lips.
“cute” he giggles before slotting his lips against yours, a groan tearing from his throat when you suck at his lower lip.
His arms circling your waist to pull your chest flush against his warm one, a groan tears from his throat when you suck on his lower lip.
You loop your arms around his neck and angle your head to deepen the kiss, gasping a little when you feel his erection poke against you pubic bone.
“sorry” he smiles coyly, reaching down to adjust himself.
“don’t worry I don’t want to wait forever, you know i-“ you explain.
“hey, you don’t have to explain yourself to me, we’ll do whatever you want, I lo-“ he cuts himself off.
“you?” you repeat after him questioningly.
“I” he laughs “shit, uhm” his fingers draw circles on the skin of your hips.
"I've had a crush on you for like half a year now" he chuckles.
"huh?" you lock eyes.
"yea" he grins "remember when that one ravenclaw asshole called you a muggleblood and you let him have it six ways from sunday?" you giggle as you remember the incident.
"I got detention for that" you smile at him.
"yea but only because you turned his nose into a rhinos horn" he laughs with you.
“anyways, that’s when I was like… damn she’s cool as hell” he recalls, tucking a wet strand of your hair behind your hear.
“why did you never talk to me?” you ask, running your finger over his toned chest.
“I wanted to but you always seemed to avoid me and I didn’t want to annoy you” hyunjin closes his eyes, feigning regret.
“I had a crush on you so I was scared to be around you” you confess “but to be fair every girl in this grade has a crush on you” you roll your eyes playfully.
“well you’re the one in this bathtub with me right now” he grins, leaning forward to place a kiss on your collarbone.
You hum “yea I am”, when hyunjin licks at the base of your throat before gently sucking at the soft skin.
“wanna turn around again?” he cocks up one of his eyebrows.
“why?” you grin “so you can feel me up better?”
“exactly” he kisses your lips before you comply to his wish.
You lie your head back against his shoulder as he presses kisses to your temple, lifting one of your hands to caress the side of his face.
“how are these bubbles not dissolving?” you think out loud.
“magic” hyunjin whispers, kissing the skin under your ear.
You giggle when his hands move down your sides.
“can I touch you?” he asks quietly, kissing the slope of your neck.
“please” you mewl.
“you’re so perfect baby” hyunjin says, palming both of your breasts before moving one hand in between your legs, which you instinctively spread for him.
You can feel an amused puff of air against your neck “see? you are my good little girl”
Your stomach tightens in arousal when he brushes two fingers through your folds.
“aren’t you?” he mumbles against your skin after sucking a bruise onto your neck.
“yes” you moan when he draws circles over your clit.
“hyunjin” you whimper, the warmth in your core spreading into your limbs.
“I’ll make you feel good, baby” he rasps, his fingers picking up the pace.
You grab onto his bicep as you throw your head back, pleasure booming behind your lid as hyunjin suckles on your earlobe.
“fuck” you cry out.
“that’s it baby” he urges you on, rubbing at your sanity as you try not to fall into him completely.
“I’m close” you mutter, bucking your hips up to meet the friction of his fingers.
“come for me, babygirl” he whispers “I got you baby”
The knot in your stomach snaps and spikes of pleasure flood through your system as high pitched moans tear from your throat.
Hyunjin slows down his fingers when your legs start trembling and you gasp for air.
“good fucking girl” he chuckles, gently rubbing your folds before you hold his hand still, the overstimulation setting in.
“fuck” you groan before he tilts your head up to catch your lips with his.
Humming into the kiss before you break it, hyunjin bites his lip as he grins down at you.
You can feel the blood rushing through your face and quickly bury it in the crook of his neck; his throat vibrating with laughter.
“don’t go shy on me now, pretty girl” he mumbles, fingers dancing over your stomach.
“sorry” you giggle before looking up to kiss him again.
“don’t be sorry, you’re perfect” he kisses you back.
After getting out of the tub first and wrapping a towel around his hips, hyunjin helps you get out and wraps a towel around you and rubbing you dry vigorously.
“baby ow” you laugh and take the towel from him.
“sorry” he giggles, cradling your cheeks in his hands and pressing a wet smooch to your lips.
“eww” you laugh but he holds your face still in his hands “don’t ew your boyfriend”
You smile “apropos boyfriend”
“yea?” he releases your face, pushing some hair out of his face.
“I think I want to upgrade you from test trial boyfriend to real boyfriend” you say sheepishly, looking down.
“only if you’re up for it though, I don’t want you to leave me hanging-“
“yes” he interrupts you “I am up for it, like… super up for it” he steps even closer.
“really?” you ask as you wrap the large towel around your torso.
“yes!” he chuckles, kissing your cheek before moving to the other one before attacking your nose.
“okay! okay” you squeal.
“does that mean you’ll come to the game as my girlfriend and cheer me on and stuff?” he grins, wiggling his brows cutely.
“yes, yes I will” you promise before locking lips again.
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a/n: hi there! thank u for being so patient with me! i was rly crammed up with life lol. anyways i feel like this was kinda lack luster, but i intend on writing a thrid part as the finale of a trilogy i guess lol.
so thank you sm for reading if you’ve made it this far, lots of love to you <3
(also unedited so pls dont come for me im tireddd lol)
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