⌦ .｡.:*♡ c. jiung x f! reader
: ̗̀➛ after your rough break up with keeho, you never wouldve thought his best friend would be the one to be at your side. and you had absolutely no idea you would end up having feelings for him too.
: ̗̀➛ warnings: arguing, kyo and jiung come close to a physical fight, keehos STILL an asshole, piwon dynamics, crying, piv sex, oral m! and f! receiving, dirty talk
a continuation of this keeho fic, recommended to read that first!
to say that life was actual hell since your break up… would be an understatement.
you havent left your apartment since that day. not to go out with friends, not for work, not to even go grocery shopping. your fridge is empty.
youve just been laying around. watch reruns of your favorite show, random shit on youtube, scrolling through tiktok and instagram. you barely get up to do basic hygeine like showering or brushing your teeth.
you know its bad, but you cant help it. you have zero motivation to do anything for yourself, so you just dont.
keehos texted a couple times to check on you, make sure youre okay, but he gave up when you never responded. you were done with him, and you knew if you responded to anything, it would probably end up with you being looped back in to the mess your relationship was.
but keeho wasnt the only one, your friends have tried, and his friends have also texted, apologizing on his behalf and asking if you were okay, but you havent responded.
but whats getting you is that not one person has actually came to check on you. sure, they texted, thats something. but when you didnt respond you would think they would come and actually check. you could be dead for all they know.
the fact that no one cared enough to come and actually check on you sucks. it makes you feel like shit. especially after everything that went down.
little did you know, all of that was gonna change today.
you finally decided to get up and get yourself together today. you showered and washed your hair, changed into fresh pajamas, and now you were currently working on cleaning around your apartment.
you were sweeping another pile of trash into the dustpan when you hear a knock on the door. you sigh, bringing your hand to your head and groaning in frustration at the interruption.
you look around, tears starting to well in your eyes at the mess thats still everywhere, even though youd been cleaning for almost two hours.
whoevers at the door knocks again, which knocks you out of your trance. you pad to the door, somewhat grateful for someone finally coming to check, but kind of confused as to who it is.
when you open the door, you see jiung. keehos friend that youve only met a couple times, but still enjoy talking to when you get the chance.
“oh. hi, jiung..” you say, your eyes moving down to the bags in his hands. “whats this?”
“hi, y/n. you werent responding to anyone, and i felt bad. so.. i wanted to stop by. and these!” he says, lifting the bags up. “groceries. just in case.”
you smile, opening the door a little wider. “thank you so much. uh.. ignore everything. im in the middle of cleaning, i know its bad.”
he walks in, making his way towards the kitchen while looking around.
“doesnt look too bad… just a little messy. i can help you out a bit if you want.” he says, placing the bags on the counter.
you know in a way, he was asking, but it honestly sounded like he was telling you rather than that, so you just nod and move back to where you left the broom.
he starts to unpack the groceries, then opens the fridge, blinking back the surprise when he sees that your fridge is actually empty. like, its almost cartoonish.
“uh, y/n.. what have you been eating the past couple weeks?” he says, turning back towards you.
“whatevers in there.” you respond simply, moving to sweep the next area.
“but.. girl. theres nothing in here.”
“well there you go.” you say, smiling a bit. “answered your own question.”
he watches you as you walk around the room, then chuckles before reaching for the milk he bought, placing it on the shelf.
“well, im glad i brought some stuff, may not be enough though.. ill probably need go back out and get some more.”
you look up at him, then sigh. “you seriously dont have to do that, jiung. i feel bad knowing i cant pay you back.”
“who said youd have to pay me back?” he asks, turning to face you.
the way hes looking at you has you at a loss for words, so you just shrug your shoulders, looking down at the floor.
“exactly. where do you keep your cereal?” he asks, turning back away.
you quietly tell him to put it on top of the fridge, and turn back to the broom.
for the next hour you and jiung work together to clean up your apartment, only talking when he’s asking you a question about where something goes. it takes a bit, but eventually it looks way hetter than what it did.
“gosh.. i couldn’t thank you enough.” you say, flopping down on your couch. jiung looks up at you from the kitchen, smiling softly.
“you dont have to. i wanted to help.” he says, picking up the two bowls of ramen he made real quick, and tucking to water bottles under his arm before walking towards you.
“here.” you smile and thank him, taking the bowl and the water. you sit crisscross on the couch, facing him, your fingers playing with the chopsticks.
he looks at you, gesturing to your bowl when you peer up at him, silently telling you to eat, so you do. he waits until youve taken two bites before he starts to eat his.
you eat in silence, nothing but the sound of the chopsticks scraping against the bowl and your mouths slurping the noodles filling the room.
you put your bowl on the table after eating a little more than half, then lay your head against the back of the couch.
jiung takes his last bite before putting his bowl next to yours, and looking over at you.
“do you want to talk? you know, about everything.” he asks softly.
you cant help but smile a bit before you sigh. “honestly.. theres not much to say. im sure you know what happened.”
he nods, his lips pressing into a thin line. “yeah, i do. and i want to let you know that none of us think what he did is okay. we all layed into him, and i think he gets that he’s wrong.”
“well, i appreciate that. thank you.” you whisper, your eyes moving down to look at your fingers, which are currently playing with your sweat strings.
“im like, all out of tears. i cant even bring myself to cry about it anymore. im kind of over it. i dont want anything to do with him. im just glad someone cared enough to come check.”
jiung nods along, scooting a little closer, wrapping an arm around your shoulders.
you lean into him, letting out a heavy sigh.
“you have my number. if you need anything at all you can always come to me. always. i know we arent the closest, but i consider you a friend. and i wanna help.”
you nod against him, then lift your head to look at him.
“does keeho know youre here?”
“nope, and i dont care. he was the one who fucked up, he shouldnt care that im checking on you.”
you nod, then place your head back down on his shoulder. “thank you.”
he smiles, hand rubbing your shoulder softly. “of course.”
its been about a month since that night, and you couldnt be more grateful for jiung.
he came over every night that he could to make sure you were okay, that youd eaten and washed up for the day. hes gone grocery shopping for you more than once, and has encouraged you to go back to work.
thanks to him, youre back on track, finally living life as you were intended to. youre talking to your friends more, going out more than often, and you feel better than you did before.
and jiung does to, every time he thinks about you he gets this weird feeling in his stomach. some would call it butterflies, but hes telling himself that its just pride that youre doing better and he helped.
yeah, youre pretty. and of course, he could treat you better than keeho did, no doubt in his mind about that. and as much as he doesnt care about what keeho thinks, he still wouldnt feel right going for you, especially since keeho doesnt even know hes talking to you.
so, he has convinced himself that this is just platonic, strictly that, nothing more.
its currently 9 pm, jiung and all the members are still in the studio, trying to perfect some new choreo for an upcoming performance.
the choreographers already left, its just the six of them who decided to stay back and continue on their own.
“alright, lets take a break.” intak says, taking his hat off to wipe the sweat off his forehead. everyone nods and moves to sit down, jiung moving to his usual spot against the mirror.
“keeho. can you toss me my phone?” jiung says, pointing to wear its sitting on the floor plugged to its charger.
keeho nods, moving to pick it up. when he takes it off the charger, the screen lights up, and he catches a glimpse of a message. a message from you. that cant be right.
keeho stares at the phone with his brows furrowed until it goes dark, then taps it again to make sure he isnt seeing anything.
nope. definitely not seeing things. thats your name. your name with a heart beside it. his exes name with a heart beside it, in his best friends phone.
“keeho. my phone?” jiung says again.
“why is y/n texting you?” keeho asks, turning his head and looking jiung directly in his eyes.
jiung blinks, not exepecting him to see that, but not intimidated or scared at keehos tone.
“is that your buisness?” jiung asks, tilting his head slightly.
“my ex is texting you. im making it my buisness. why the fuck is y/n texting you?” keeho asks again, his voice raising slightly.
the shift in the atmosphere causes the conversation the other four were having in the back ground die down quickly, everyones head turning to look at them.
jiung sighs, standing up and walking towards him, reaching for the phone.
“keeho, give me my phone.”
keeho jerks his hand back, his grip tightening around the device.
“im not giving you shit. tell me why shes texting you.”
“oh my god..” jiung says with a laugh, not because its funny, but because he cant believe hes acting like this over a girl he didnt even treat right.
“shes texting me because shes my friend. give me my shit so i can text back.”
“no, fuck that. youre trying to take my girl. why else would you not tell me? youre hiding it because you knew itd piss me off. have you wanted her the whole time?”
keehos getting in his face now, inching closer with each word. theo stands up, and starts making his way over just in case.
“keeho, get out my face first of all.” jiung says, pushing him back. “and second, we are quite literally just friends. you treated her like fucking shit, so what are you mad about?”
jiungs voice gets louder as well, the anger in his voice getting increasingly more obvious.
“i wanted to check on her because you did her wrong, and i didnt like the idea of her being on her own after the shit you put her through. so i did what was right, i went over and we got closer. as friends.”
keeho doesnt respond for a second, then scoffs, rolling his eyes.
“so, what? you think youre better than me? you dont know shit about what she and i had.”
“if simply checking on someone and treating them like a human and not something to fall back on makes me better than you.. then yeah. i do.”
keeho locks eyes with jiung, then moves forward, attempting to get in his face again. theo steps between, pushing keeho back.
“no, let him.” jiung starts, moving around theo. “let him try and touch me.”
“who the hell are you? dont fucking try me jiung, im not playing with you.” keeho says back.
theo pushes them apart again, intak jogging up and grabbing keehos arms, holding him back.
everybody sits in silence for a couple seconds, soul and jongseob sitting on the floor, looking up with concern on their faces. jiung and keeho havent fought like this since debut, and even then it wasnt this bad.
“are yall done?” theo says, looking at keeho, then towards jiung. when nobody responds, he nods.
“yall need to chill the fuck out. its not a good time to be fucking fighting with each other.”
theo reaches and grabs jiungs phone out of keehos hand, then pushes it against his chest.
“take your phone, and go somewhere else. yall dont need to be in the same room right now.”
jiung takes his phone, scoffing and shaking his head. “dont worry, im leaving. and i know exactly where im going.” he says, turning around.
he stops just before walking out, turning around and looking at keeho. he wants to tell him everything. the state he found you in, starving, living in filth, not taken care of, but he turns around and walks out instead.
he would love to rub it in his face that he helped get you out of the depressed state keeho himself put you in, but he doesnt. he just wants to get to you.
youre laying on your couch when you hear a knock on the door. you werent expecting anyone or anything tonight, so you were shocked when you opened the door to see jiung.
“hey..” you say confused, opening the door a little wider for him. you watch as he basically marches in, anger basically radiating off of him.
“jiung. what happened? you okay?” you say, closing and locking your door, speed walking to where youre right behind him, following him to the couch.
“got into a fight.” he says, flopping down on the couch. your eyes widen, and you sit down next to him, examining his face and body.
“what? with who? are you hurt?”
“no, no. not a physical fight. it was with keeho, he found out about us talking.”
you let out a breath, relieved that nobody was hurt, but still slightly surprised.
“wait, he didnt know? i thought you wouldve told him by now.” you say, relaxing into the couch.
“he didnt need to know. what you do with your life isnt his buisness. so what we’re friends? he was the one who treated you wrong. fuck what he thinks.”
you nod, since technically he is right. keeho doesnt need to know what you have going on and who you hang around, but you dont speak.
instead, you keep your eyes on him, and cant help but think about how fucking hot he looks right now. his brows furrowed in frustration, lips pressed tightly together, arms crossed around each other, showing off his nice build.
“but.. you are okay? right?” you say after some silence, your hand moving to lightly rub his shoulder. then tension eases from his body instantly, and he lets out a sigh, his head turning to look at you.
“im okay. are you okay? i didnt get to look at your message, did you need anything?”
you shake your head, shifting closer. “no, i didnt need anything. i was just kinda checking on you. but i see it caused an uproar.”
he smiles, the back of his head falling against the back of the couch, his eyes still on you.
“wasnt your fault. he wouldve found out eventually.” you nod, your head resting on your hand, elbow on the back of the couch with his head holding your weight.
you stare at each other for a couple seconds before you laugh, looking away and covering your face with your free hand.
“why are you staring at me..?” you say nervously, which makes him laugh too.
“you were staring at me too, you know that right?” he says, eyes still on your face, even if he cant see it properly. “youre so cute.”
you smile, looking back up at him. “thank you. i think youre cute as well.”
he smiles back at you, then all of a sudden, he moves closer, his hand moving to your cheek. you dont even get the chance to open your mouth and ask what he’s doing before he presses a kiss to the corner of your lip.
“jiung..” you murmur, your entire body going still, eyes going wide.
“was that okay?” he whispers, doing it again. “tell me to stop and i will.” he says again, moving his lips to the other side of your mouth, kissing that side too.
you dont respond, but you dont tell him to stop. so he takes that as the go ahead and presses his lips to yours. he starts slow, testing the waters and waiting for you to kiss back.
when you still havent after a couples a seconds, he begins to pull back, but you stop him. you grab his face, kissing him again.
he deepens it almost instantly, slowly shifting so one of his knees is pressed into the couch. on hand moves to your waist, touching you softly and pushing you down on the couch, never once moving his lips from yours.
your legs open on instinct for him, his body fittng perfectly against yours. the kiss gets even messier; your tongues tangling together, moans and grunts falling from both of your mouths as your hips move against his.
you whisper his name as he pulls back, sitting up to pull his shirt off. your eyes wander all around his body, the tattoo, the abs, everything. you dont even get to admire him fully before hes moving back down, kissing you again.
“can i take you shirt off?” he says against your lips. you nod, sitting all the way up and taking your shirt off yourself.
his hands immediately go to your waist, thumbs running across your bare skin. he lays you back down, his lips moving to your neck instead.
“youre beautiful.” he whispers, kissing down your neck to your chest, his hands roaming around your body.
“ive heard it before.” you say under your breath, which makes him look up at you.
“fuck keeho.” he says, putting emphasis on the fuck. “i don’t want you thinking about him. this is me and you.”
you nod, silently agreeing to keep him off your mind going forward. he smiles, then reaches behind you, unhooking your bra easily and pulling it off your shoulders.
“fuck, look at these.” he says, both hands coming up to grope your tits. he leans down, lips wrapping around one of your nipples, the other he uses his thumb to toy at.
you tilt your head, eyes closing as you give into him, soft moans escaping your lips. jiung switches to the other nipple, sucking it a little harder.
“jiung..” you say softly, your hand moving to the top of his head.
he doesnt reply, instead he trails his lips down your body, spreading your legs a little wider. he pushes his face against your clothed pussy, taking a deep breath.
you let out a soft sigh, your chest moving up and down rapidly in anticipation.
“ji, please.” you say under your breath. he looks up at you, his heart starting to practically beat out his chest when he hears the nickname.
“shh, im not gonna make you beg. i got you.” he says, fingers slipping under your shorts, pulling them down along with your panties.
“so pretty.” he whispers, leaning in and pressing kisses around your pussy before he sticks his tongue out and flicks at your clit.
you moan out loud, your legs closing around him quickly. its been so long since youve done anything, so youre kind of sensitive.
his hands come up, spreading your legs again, keeping his hands on your inner thighs, pulling slightly to open you up a bit more.
his lips move all around you, licking and sucking at your clit and sticking his tongue inside your hold, moving it in and out. the room fills with the sounds of him slurping at your pussy and your whimpers and moans.
“it feels so good, fuck! oh my god, ji..” you stammer, barely able to talk with him eating you like this.
jiung pulls away, locking eyes with you before licking his lips, and going back down, continuing his movements while keeping eye contact with you.
if it was anyone else, youd look away and met him do his thing, but with jiung.. something about the way hes looking at makes you not want to look away.
he maintains eye comtact while moaning into your pussy, switching between circling his tongue around your clit and sucking on it. your moans get louder, back arching off the cushions, head falling back and breaking eye contact.
you feel yourself getting closer, but you hold it back, using your feet to push him away.
“you done?” he asks, looking up at you with those eyes that make you wanna give him anything he wants.
“no.” you say, sitting up. “can i?” you whisper, hand hovering over the bulge in his pants.
“yes.” he says with a nod. “yes, you can.” you smile, your hand finally making contact with his cock, palming him through his jeans.
“god.” he says, head falling back against the couch. your lips move to his neck, softly peppering kisses along it while your hand fumbled with the button on his jeans.
his hand move down to help you, his head coming back down so he can see what he’s doing, but tilted to the side so you can still kiss him.
he unbuttons his pants, lifting his hips to shove his pants down, then his boxers when your fingers start to go under them.
your hand wraps around his cock, mouth falling open when you see him.
“its pretty.” you whisper, making him laugh and look away, cheeks turning red feom embarassment.
“thanks.” he says under his breath, shifting slightly to get comfortable, both arms resting on the back of the couch.
you tighten your grip on him, slowly starting to move it up and down, your eyes locked on the tip, the precum leaking out of it.
without warning, you scoot back a bit and bend over so your face is right in front his dick. you stick your tongue out, kitten licking the tip repeatedly.
jiung lets out a breath, his body sinking further into the couch. his hand moves down to your arched back; hand running along the curve. you pull back, really quickly tucking your hair behind your eats before going back down, taking him fully this time.
“fuck, needed this, baby. don’t stop.” he whispers, his hand continuing to trace your spine, moving all the way up and grabbing a handfuk of your ass, gripping it tightly.
your lips are wrapped tightly around his cock, your head just barely bobbing up and down. your hand holds what you havent gotten to yet, squeezing it tightly.
jiung gives your ass a small slap before moving to your head, removing some of the hair from your face before resting his hand on top of your head, pushing it down.
“mhm. just like that.” he moans, his head falling back again, lips parting as moans fall from it, you take him deeper, his tip almost touching the back of your throat.
you slowly find a good pattern, bobbing your head quickly, sucking a little harder each time before pulling off, your tongue flicking at the tip. you continue this rhythm, jiung getting louder with every second.
“youre so good, baby. come up for a sec.” he says, pulling you off of him.
you come up, spit all around your lips, dripping down your chin. he moves his face closer to yours, hand coming up to your chin, holding it as his tongue escapes from between his lips.
he licks the drool from your chin up to your mouth, then kisses you again. you wrap yours arms around him, spreading your legs while you lay back down against the couch.
“gonna put it in.” he tells you in between kisses, his hand moving down to grab his cock as soon as he feels your nod. he presses his tip against your hole, pushing inside.
it doesnt even hurt with how wet you are, he just slides right in, deep enough to touch the spot that has you screaming.
“good. feel so good, baby.” he says, shifting into a comforatable position. before you know it, hes fucking you hard.
“jiung! oh my god, fuck!” you scream, your hands moving around, tryyng to find something to hold on to. he hovers above you, face bunched up, teeth clenched in pleasure.
“fuck. hes a fucking idiot.” he says, pushing himself deeper inside. “youre amazing. youre fucking amazing. and he gave you up.” he continues, his forehead moving to connect with yours.
youre eyes open, looking right at him as you moan and whimper his name over and over again. your hands wrap around his neck, pulling him closer.
“fucking idiot. youre mine now. fuck keeho. right, baby? its me now, yeah?” he says, maintaining eye contact with you, not looking away despite how hard hes fucking into you.
“yes! jiung, its you. not him, all you i promise!” you say, your voice getting louder with each word as you get closer.
“mhm.. good girl. youre mine now?” he asks again.
“yes, im yours!” you cry out again, body arching off the couch.
“who’s?” he teases, tilting his head to the side with a smile, sweat dripping off his chin,
“yours! im yours, and im close, please. im gonna— fuck! im gonna come..”
one of his hands move to your leg, moving it and holding it up, getting a better angle to make you come.
it feels like it took years, but you finally finish, your orgasm hitting you hard. your pussy clenches so tight it pushes his cock out. he jerks himself off to completion, finishing all on your pussy and inner thigh.
he sits up on his knees, head falling back as he tries to catch his breath. his hand comes up to wipe the sweat off his face, then the other moves to wipe your forehead.
“you okay?” he asks, his fingers removing some of the hair stuck to your forehead.
you smile and nod, head falling to the side. “im good. lay with me.”
he immediately moves to lay on top of you, only putting half of his weight so he doesnt crush you.
“just by the way. that was just dirty talk. i do like you.. but you dont have to be mine right now. whenever youre ready.” he says, making you laugh.
“yeah, i kind of figured. i dunno when ill be ready, but i know when i am that itll be you.”
he smiles, pressing a kiss to your neck. “sounds good. great, even.”
“you should tell keeho as soon as you can. he might actually fight you if you dont.”
he scoffs, letting the rest of his weight fall down onto you.
“again, fuck keeho. dont care about his opinion, this is you and me. we dont have to worry about him.”
you smile, your nails scratching his back softly. “if you say so.”
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