Hello just wanted to request a little something for Sehun where y/n is friends with the guys and she has a crush on she but he's so cold and disappointed with her so she thinks he hates her but in reality, he likes her too and he's just shy and thinks she won't like him (also can they have an age gap were reader is much younger than sehun)
If you're not taking requests or you don't don't like this idea that's totally understandable have a good day/night 💕💕 :)
definitely not in love ᡣ𐭩 oh sehun
some angst (?), fluff, sehun being sehun, grammatical error
sehun x fem!reader
a/n fhsjhfjdjfjjd took a longggg ass time for me to finish this lolol
sehun could feel his heart throbbing almost painfully in his chest. the sight of you always brings joy to him. but the thing is, he doesn't know how to act around you. he likes to think that his actions makes it less obvious of his feelings for you. it works only with you though. his members knows otherwise.
especially when he fidgets ever so slightly whenever you were around. or any moment when he failed to get his words right while talking to you. "sehun, is it really so hard to get it right?" you sighed heavily when he failed the game for the umpteenth time.
"well, if you think it's so easy, why don't you try it?" he looked at you with wide eyes to emphasize his words. you tried to take the tools from his hand to which he pulled away. you definitely cannot do it. it wasn't because he's underestimating you. it's just that he wants you to be impressed. hell, it was just a stupid game. yet, he's trying so hard to the point that he looks stupid in your eyes.
but he doesn't mind looking stupid in your eyes. not if he gets to see the slight crinkle at the corner of your eyes when you laughed at his stupidity. his heart flutters pleasantly when you let out that cute damn laugh.
"you can't. we'll just lose," he said, his voice not wavering one bit. one might think that he meant it but his friends all know it was otherwise.
but it would be a terrible lie if his words didn't hurt you. it did. your heart aches. did he thought of you so low? that you were so useless? you backed away from him as he focused on the game. and slowly, you left the living room and went outside for a walk.
maybe it was a bad idea to like him after all.
not long after you left, his focus shifted and he dropped the game to find your whereabouts. "i'm betting that he will finally confess," chanyeol whispered to the group, causing them to break a grin out.
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his heart felt uneasy. sure, it wasn't that long since he last saw you. it has only been a few minutes. but he couldn't help it whenever his chest tightens thinking of you. were you okay? why did you left so suddenly?
his frantic thoughts stopped when he saw you crouching by the pool. right. this was supposed to be a holiday — this was a break for you two. more for him. "why are you out here?" he asked, slowly taking a place beside you. he didn't need to ask. it was as if he knows that his place will always be beside you.
"just because," your answer puzzled him. just because? you always say that when there's a problem. he hummed and stared at your reflection on the water. "i like you," he suddenly whispered. it came out of his mouth so easily, as if he wasn't so reluctant to let you know the truth.
"w-what?" you whipped your head around to meet his eyes. his ears were slightly red but he kept his nonchalant appearance. he doesn't give anything away from his face except his eyes. his eyes spoke everything. "nothing," he muttered, his hand slipping into yours and giving it a light squeeze.
this was his way of telling you his feelings. a smile made it's way to your lips and suddenly, you don't feel offended by his words earlier anymore. thinking back, he was probably hoping to show off to you.
perhaps it was the hot weather and that you were imagining things. you could have sworn that you saw the guy from the bookstore following you on your instagram account.
'just now.'
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atsumu felt bored. he was so bored that even practicing volleyball was boring. and that speaks volume because volleyball is practically the love of his life. well — perhaps that is slightly exaggerated.
"atsumu, you're not focusing on the game. is something wrong?" hinata asked, his expression slightly concerned. the question breaks him out of his stupor and he looks at the shorter male sheepishly. "just bored," he shrugged.
"i'm going to leave early today," he wipes away his sweat with his shirt before drinking the water from the bottle he brought to every practice. hinata only nodded in understatement, not wanting to push him further for answer.
after changing into a clean shirt, atsumu walk around the town mindlessly, not realizing that his legs were taking him to the bookstore.
he didn't even think that he would step foot at the store again. and alone at that. he lets out a chuckle, slightly amused by how smitten he is with you. "wouldn't hurt to look around," he spoke to himself.
atsumu lets his foot drags him from aisle to aisle. until it stopped. right at the aisle you were in. a smile made its way to his face and his legs started moving towards you without needing him telling them. "hey," he greeted.
the surprised look on your face when you saw him were quickly washed away when you realized who it was. "oh! hi!" you greeted him back, a little bit too quickly. "you're here again," the blond continued. "i finished my book earlier than i expected," that was a lie. you were hoping that you could see him again. "what are you doing here?" you strike him back with a question.
"i don't know. i got bored," the male only shrugged, giving you a sheepish smile. "i uh... i've never introduced myself properly," he chuckled. "atsumu miya," he held his hand out to you. "i'm y/n l/n," you shake his hand. "thanks again for last time," you smiled.
"um... you're free right now, right?" you asked him hesitantly. "let me treat you to coffee — or any drink you like," you stuttered. "to thank you for last time," you quickly added with an awkward smile. "that sounds great. sure," atsumu agreed without missing a beat. it was painfully embarrassing how quickly he agreed to it.
the two of you walked down the street, hand slightly brushing against each other. it caused his ear to redden a bit but he doesn't mind it. he doesn't want to put a safe distance between you two.
arriving at the cafe that you always frequent. the cashier greeted you quickly the moment he recognises you. "hey, short-stuff,"
you snorted at the nickname before greeting him back. "give me the usual and..." your eyes trailed to atsumu who's looking around the cafe. "what would you like?" you asked him with a smile. "i'll have whatever you're having," atsumu quickly responded. he doesn't want to take too much of your time just by picking out a drink.
"well, two of the usual," you smiled and paid for both drinks.
atsumu had already picked a table by the window. you quickly join him at the table and wait for your drink.
"so..." the blond started. but seeing how he was fidgeting with his fingers, he probably doesn't know what to say. "did you finish reading your book?" he asked after racking up his brain for a topic. "well, yeah. it's why i'm back at the book store," you smiled.
then the silence fell over you two again that was quickly saved my the waitress.
you muttered a thank you and immediately bring your drink to your lips, trying to dissipate the somewhat awkward situation.
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after getting the drink, atsumu invited you out to take a walk at the park. but both of you didn't say a word. you didn't know what to say. plus, the silence this time seems more... comfortable.
the male suddenly let out a chuckle which caught your attention. you looked at him with curiosity. what could be so funny that it made him laugh all alone?
"sorry, it's just... i'm actually very interested in you. i wanted to take it slow but it doesn't seem like it's going well," he explained.
"i'll just get straight to the point. can i ask you out for dinner? lunch is okay, too. or anytime, really," he rubbed his neck nervously. it wasn't like him to be acting this shy. where did all the confidence from playing volleyball go?
you could feel your face getting hot. yes, you were definitely attracted to him. and yes, you also wanted to take it slow. but like he said, the slow pace doesn't seem to work well on you two. "i mean, y-yes. sure," you agreed, your eyes darting around nervously. "great! i'll uh... text you about the details," his smile widens as he handed you his phone number.
after that, he walked you back home. thankfully, it wasn't that far away from the park. but truly, he wouldn't mind taking the long way home. he likes spending more time with you.
his eyes followed you until you were finally inside your house, making sure you made it home safely.
he had finally scored a date with you. would it consider as a date? it's definitely a date, right? he pondered to himself as he walks back home.
imagine... jongin had finally ended his enlistment in the military and was preparing for his first live after military.
he was tying the neck tie but it was being stubborn to the point it frustrate him. he almost threw the tie away when you walked inside his changing room.
"having trouble?" you asked, your face slightly amused by his struggle. "it's not cooperating..." he pouted and sigh.
you take the tie from his hand and carefully placed it around his neck. you usually do it for him. but seriously, somethings wrong about the day. you also can't tie his neck tie.
both of you ended laughing when you find your hands tangled up. fortunately, the director asked the stylist to tie his neck tie and save both of you from trouble.
"maybe we're both a bit nervous for your first live after military?" you smiled slightly. jongin only chuckled and pecked your cheek before going into the set.
note. my first time writing smut and also for this fandom 💔 its short (warm up from writer's block)
your legs were clamped around his head. but he didn't mind it. in fact, he loves it. sylus made sure that his nose is brushing against your clit as his tongue feast on your dripping cunt.
you taste so good. "so good for me..." he groaned, his voice slightly muffled. even the slightest touch cause your body to quiver. he had been at it for almost half an hour – all the while promising it would be the last time and he would finally bury himself deep inside you.
you didn't know it of course. but he had came just from eating you out. he couldn't even tell how many times he had humped against the bed while he groaned into your pussy as you cum.
"one more, sweetheart," he managed to convince you last time. and right now, he's caressing your thighs and nipping at your inner thighs, begging to eat you out once more. "just one more time,"
i joked on twitter that if this sketch got 50 likes i'd turn it into a full thing and well...it ended up becoming my second most popular post this year, which meant i had no choice but to get to work
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