badboy!jiseok who sees you at every local gig of his favorite bands. he approaches you at one of them by bumming a rose-flavored cig off you and complimenting your bedazzled lighter. you exchange socials, and he dms you about a gig his band is playing happening next weekend, hoping to see you there. you contemplate even answering, knowing he's most likely no good. but end up answering that you'll see if you can make it, realizing you need some action in your love life. his instagram posts mainly contained photos of his guitar, blurry photos of the city, and sometimes the back of his head; it was quite difficult to convince your friends this mystery man was gorgeous and you weren't insane until you found a tagged photo of him at one of his gigs, guitar in his hand, kneeling next to the bassist with his tongue out. your friends instantly understood.
badboy!jiseok who's geeked when he sees you at the gig but plays it cool, offering you a drink from the bar and smiling widely the moment he turns away from you. his band's music is quite good, and they're super fun live. before one of their songs, he leans into the mic, saying "this next one goes out to someone special in the crowd... you know who you are." as he shoots you a wink. you smile and roll your eyes thinking, "yeah he definitely has done that to other girls" and he most definitely has... but he swears it's different this time! he finds you smoking outside of the venue after his gig, you have a different flavor this time, strawberry. he asks to try insisting he's never had the flavor before (this is a lie; he's tried almost every flavor from multiple other girls). but you let him bum one again, he's just too cute to say no to.
badboy!jiseok whose tongue managed to find its way into your mouth after some short banter. pressed against the venue's brick wall, your hands in his hair and his knee in between your legs. breathless he whispers, "come back to my place." his place is surprisingly neat; it smells like laundry detergent and cigarettes. he offers you water or tea, but you took an everything shower and knew exactly where you wanted the night to end up at not wanting to waste time. making your way into his bedroom in between wet kisses, he guides you to his bed, instantly putting you on top of him. his hands grab at your hips, and yours are cupping his face "i swear it's never this easy to get into my pants." he chuckles at your sudden words, answering, "i guess i'm special."
summary: y/n is a member of smâs first global girl group [bloom], after finally making her debut she is consistently running into an âold friendâ from her trainee days who wants nothing more than to finish where they left off while all y/n wants to do is focus on her debut
genre: lovers(?) to enemies to lovers, smau, idol universeÂ
features: manon from katseye, yunjin from lesserafim & gawon from meovv, y/n face claim is savannah smith
content warning: profanity, slight sexual content, minors DNIÂ
love ur seumi fic sm omg cant wait for the next part !!
ahh tysm !! it's been collecting dust for months in my drafts, but loml @odeverload would tell me i need to finish it like every other week lmao. i start class again next week so imma try and write as much as possible while i have some free timeeee ! (already working on part 2 hehehe)
warnings: sumi is a nepo baby, set in nyc in the early 2010âs, female reader, we need more female djs, sumi is a whore highkey, and loves himself a lil too much, masturbation, this is more of an introduction to both characters, etc.
this is part one of a four part series.
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seungmin has always been like this, reckless and obnoxious. yet kind and gentle. he essentially fell into an outrageous amount of money after his executive producer uncle passed and left him with a couple million dollars and a penthouse apartment in midtown manhattan. he grew up in an upper middle class family, so he was always comfortable, but this new lifestyle was definitely easy to adjust to. once he was 15 he started sneaking into the cityâs hottest clubs and making friends with all the djs, promoters, models, and fellow avid party goers.
now at 23, heâs established himself as the party host of the city. youâll find everyone from musicians, socialites, and anyone who passed seungminâs styling rules at the door. you had to dress to impress to even make it in to the function, seungminâs reasoning being he would never show up to someone elseâs event dressed raggedy.
heâs also never fallen in love, too focused on his lifestyle to really commit to anyone. just knows he loves pretty people who call him pretty and can show him a good time. crushes rarely happened for him, honestly the last time heâs had a crush was probably as a teenager before he realized relationships werenât for him. until now, meeting the cool new mysterious dj that everyone is talking about and is on every nyc facebook page. you were like this other worldly entity that floated on stage then disappeared never to be seen during the day.
seungmin developed a bit of an obsession with the idea of you. what did you do for a living outside of djâing? were you making enough already from these gigs that you didnât need a day job? were you a nepo baby like him? what did you do for fun? your morning coffee order? were you even awake in the mornings? these kinds of questions would plague his mind every day, but when he finally got to see you at some club at the end of the week, he tried his absolute best to act as nonchalant as possible. there you were, as beautiful as the night sky. you were wearing what looked like the newest prada rtw collection. of course, you already have a connection to the industry...
after spending what felt like an eternity trying to come up with a plan on how he would approach you, seungmin was about to give up. thatâs when he realized... he hosts parties! he can quite literally just book you for his next gig. quickly, he orders a shot of the hardest liquor available at the bar and makes a beeline to the stage. as you just finished your set and are putting away your equipment, he thinks this is the perfect time to come up to you about his next party. the closer he gets to you, the more time seems to slow down, you move your hair from your face, and it feels like everything is in slow motion⌠what is this feeling? itâs probably the absolut mixed with whatever he just had a shot with, for sureâŚ
âhey, iâm seungmin, but everyone calls me sumi. i host parties, youâre probably familiar with them.â he mentally slaps himself in the face, god did he sound pretentious? eh.. he is a little pretentious, whatever. âfor serious enquiries, you can send me an email, here.â you barely even glance up at him as you reach into your pocket to grab your business card. he hurriedly grabs the card from your hand, itâs hot pink and glittery with your information in bold black letters. âoh, okay, yeah, totally.â seungmin couldnât believe himself as he hurriedly walked back to the bar, he needed another shot immediately.
going home that night feeling incredibly defeated, he sits down on his bed after finishing his nightly routine. laying on his california king bed, he eyes his jeans on the floor with your business card spilling out of it, without much thought, he grabs the card from the floor and lies back down. your dj name with NYC written under it is written in black glitter, with your email and facebook in the back. he notices something though, a scent- your perfume that he smelt on you has stained the card. itâs sweet, yet sultry⌠it smells divine. he canât help but imagine your scent if you were there with him, your soft skin that brushed his hand when you passed him the card, your eyes shining in the club lights. seungmin wasn't one to lie to himself; he was incredibly turned on at just the idea of you being there with him.
he would never describe himself as desperate; he could easily text whoever he pleases, and they'd come as soon as they can to sleep with him, but at this moment, he only thought of you. "why doesn't she give me the time of day? am i not cool enough for her?" he thinks outloud as he starts to palm himself through his bathrobe. staring at himself through the mirror that's positioned directly on top of his california king, he frees his dick from his robe and continues eye contact with himself through the mirror "i'm oh fucking seungmin, everyone in this city knows me, i just had dinner with marc jacobs yesterday- fuck she smells so good- i- i'm cool as hell, handsome too" his voice is muffled due to the card being under his nose, the scent of your fragrance intoxicating him, it did cross his mind how perverted it must be to touch himself to your business card but he really could not help himself, he's never met anyone who wasn't at his feet the moment he flashed a smile at him. his thoughts were all over the place, he knew what you smelt like but wondered what you looked like underneath your sequined skirt, how your thighs would feel riding his, or how your manicured fingers would leave evidence that you were on his body. once he finished all over his hand, he felt even more determined to get you in his sheets.
*vibrating at a frequency that can break glass* your top xh kinks, specifically jungsu and his obvious noona kinkâŚplease elaborate on thatâŚ
thereâs multiple examples of jungsu very obviously having a thing for noonas (best example being their episode on hyoyeonâs level up). heâs also mentioned before how he practically chases who ever he has a crush on and itâs so obvious here đ
this could go two ways, he loves being the obedient younger boyfriend thatâll do anything for you or he uses his cute demeanor to get older women to sleep with him. something about being able to control an older woman puts him in a frenzy.
jungsuâs the cute intern who reports back to you at your job, heâs four years younger than you and always look at you with stars in his eyes. when you invited him out to a quick lunch and told him itâs alright to speak casually with each other he practically jumped off his seat saying âreally?! okay noona no problem!!â not even attempting to hide his excitement. he follows you around like a lost puppy around the office waiting for you to give him tasks, always doing more than asked because he wants to show you how capable he is. ânoona, i also organized the files by hand so itâs easier for you to navigateâ âi got you your coffee just the way you like it, i know sometimes you like more or less sugar so i put it on the side for you⌠is that okay noona?â you didnât think much of it, just thought he was a very determined kid and had a cute personality.
your job hosted a company dinner for the entire office and towards the end you noticed jungsu got a bit too tipsy, still following you around, practically clinging to you. âokay, i think itâs time to go home okay?â jungsu just nodded excitedly and followed you to your car. âmy roommate, i think he has someone over he said donât come back early.. is it too early noona?â he slurs his words as he waits for your response âokay, i live closer donât worry just stay with meâ in reality, jungsu was playing up his drunk state, he knew youâd want to take care of him when heâs in such a vulnerable state and thought itâd be a great plan to get into your apartment.
after you make him some tea and get him to the couch you notice your couch is far too small for him to sleep comfortably in âhmm maybe you can take my bed and iâll sleep on the cou-â âno! no i refuse to let you sleep on the couch, besides i donât think i can sleep alone tonight noonaâ he interrupts with the cutest look on his his face. thatâs how you ended up with this giant baby in your bed. he immediately starts hugging your waist from behind and moves you onto his lap, at first you thought he was just drunk and being cute but then you started to feel him quickly getting harder and harder. he starts getting more and more comfortable and suddenly he whispers ânoona⌠i can take care of you, youâre so tense all the timeâ.
you try to ignore him since hes not in a right mindset and just hum in response but this sends him into a tangent and he starts blabbering about how much better he is than all the guys at the office and how heâs different he doesnât want to just get in your pants, the other men donât take you seriously even though youâre one of the best employees. you sit up from his embrace and stare at him, not sure where all this came from âdo they talk about me when iâm not there?â you question âyes! god all the time they all want to sleep with you and are disgusting about it, but not me iâm different i promiseâ
youâre attempting to make since of what heâs saying and realize he also just wants to get in your pants. you stand up from your bed and calmly tell him âthis isnât appropriate, youâre drunk so i will justify your behavior but this will not happen. on top of you working for me youâre also too young.â the moment he heard you say too young he stood up and dramatically fell to his knees, lightly grabbing the hem of your silk pajama top âplease, no iâm not too young for you, the company doesnât need to know about this we can keep this private between us, i just want to make you feel good noona, youâve never been with a younger man before? i can show you iâm better than all the others. please, please i just wanna taste you.â
you looked down at him as he begs on his knees to let him fuck you, you never thought seeing him in such a state would turn you on as much as it did but it was a very pretty sight. his big hands were holding your hips and his cat like eyes shined as if he was on the verge of tears. you nodded in response about a minute later, he immediately gets up putting your back against his chest, grabbing your face and kissing you feverishly. heâs muttering in between kisses âlet me do all the work noona, just relax okay?â you start to ease into his kisses and the moment he feels youâre comfortable he starts pushing your boundaries bit by bit. but heâs so cute about it, âis this okay?â as he practically tears off the buttons of your blouse to start touching your chest âhow about this?â as he grinds even harder now on your clothed cunt.
gripping every inch of your skin as if youâll run away from his touch. âyouâre so cool noona, and so smart.. youâre just my type i need a strong older women in my life, to tell me what to doâ you coo at him for being so sweet but his words and actions are definitely affecting you. quickly after heâs attacking your neck with kisses- definitely leaving marks in the process, grabbing your waist as he begs and pleads ânoona please let me fuck you y-you wonât regret it i promise, iâll fill you right upâ.
what do you think are the top kinks for each xdiz member?
i thought long and hard on thissss
using my knowledge in astrology to guess their most probable kinks hehe (and just pure vibes tbh) (implied fem!reader)
gunil âĄ
breeding kink -
as everyone on xstate tumblr agrees, gunil has an insane breeding kink, he wants nothing else but to fill you up with his potential children.
mutual praise -
our leader works so hard, and he needs to hear from you that he's doing well. please give him lots of compliments :(. using the clip from that food show as evidence, but he will always reassure you on how good you make him feel and how well you're doing for him toooo.
role playing -
when he's feeling a little frisky, he likes to role play with his partner. the typical cop/criminal, professor/student, boss/assistant etc.
strength kink -
his collection of sleeveless shirts should be enough evidence that he probably wants to put you in a headlock at all times. after a gym session, he's all pumped up and all he wants to do is carry you bridal style to his bed and show how much stronger he is than you.
(cancer mars tend to be pretty vanilla in bed, and i get that vibe from gunil as well, but there's nothing wrong with that! i do think he's a sub-leaning switch, and prefers someone who can take care of him in bed. probably really intimate and needs an emotional connection before he has sex with someone.)
jungsu âĄ
auralism -
heâs obsessed with how you sound and would purposefully pinch and touch you in places he knows would get a reaction out of you. when heâs away on tour he practically begs for you to send him audio notes of you pleasuring yourself so he can keep them locked away in a hidden folder and can listen to them when he misses you dearly.
dacryphylia -
he really just loves to see pretty girls cry, not in a sadistic way... he views it as the ultimate way of putting your heart on your sleeve, shows how overwhelmed with pleasure you are, and he loves to know he's making you feel so, so good.
mutual praise -
he literally just wants to be told he's doing well. please praise him a lot, and he will also coo at you for taking him so well, since he knows he's such a big boy. (ăŁËĚŠââŽËĚŠ)ăŁ
size/strength kink -
he's always describing himself as 'big'. he loves how he towers over others, i don't think anyone would deny that he probably is above average below the waist too... everything from him being able to tower over you (even if you're similar heights just his stature alone and strength can be intimidating). and his clothes being so baggy on you puts him in a frenzy.
size training -
hear me out... hes' a secret freak who looooves the fact that he's the biggest you've ever had and it takes soo long for him to fit all of him in you. the way you squirm and practically paw at him cause you wanna be able to fit all of him but he's just far too thick and long for you. you're so tight and he has to gather as much willpower as possible to not act like he isn't flourishing in this.
(probably the truest switch in the band but still more dom leaning (sag mars). depending on his partner, he can easily adapt. a VERY passionate lover. he also has a very obvious noona kink, let's be honest...)
gaon âĄ
marking -
he tries not to show it but heâs very much so the jealous type. you can see it in his face whenever another guy gets too comfortable around you and you know how jealous he is by how many marks he leaves on you that night. if he knows youâll see them the next day heâll make sure theyâre super visible and impossible to cover.
light bondage -
jiseoks another member who would enjoy playing within power dynamics and i believe heâd really be into being tied up and also tying his partner up. definitely owns a pair of fluffy handcuffs that are hidden in his sock drawer.
feet/lower body -
listen... it's not my thing, but that pisces mars, yeah, he probably has a thing for feet. not just feet but thighs and legs in general. kissing your upper thighs before eating you out. lots of worship. this'll also tie into his love for tights, fishnets, high heels, etc.
exhibitionism -
this ties into him showing off that youâre his, he gets off on the thought of you two being able to get caught at any moment so he leave his door unlocked in the dorms and loves to toy with you when he knows the other members are over âshh baby you donât want them to hear us right?â
(he's a dom leaning switch, argue with the wall. but he also just needs to be in control, even if he's feeling more submissive. this kid is a YEARNER, he wants to literally merge souls with you... i do not think he's one for casual hookups either.)
o.de âĄ
mirror kink -
if you follow this account this should not be a surprise at all lmao, but let's be honest, it's so obvious sumi loves himself and loves to show off his pretty face and amazing physique. he also really likes you, your beautiful body and face and wants to see the way the two of you look together when he's inside you from his huge mirror.
hand kink -
self-explanatory. like there's no way he doesn't have one. he probably also looks for partners with pretty hands, too.
body worship -
all of these tie together honestly. he wants to be adored, kisses from the top of his head to his feet. call him the prettiest boy in the world, treat him like a painting, and he will do the same back to you.
strength kink -
the more he works out, the more he wants to show off just how much he can throw you around, putting you in whatever position he pleases (you better start picking up yoga or pilates... but he definitely enjoys the faces you make when he's stretching you too far.)
spanking (giving) -
this literally all ties in to his strength/hand kink, he's also a very visual person so the look of your skin getting red and the aftermath of the bruising the day after is a very pretty sight for him.
photos -
polariods. lots of them. suggestive, nudes, ones of when he's fucking you. if he feels like you look especially gorgeous, he'll quickly grab his camera to snap a pic. i also think if he wasn't an idol he'd def be in one of those couples that took soft-core photos on pinterest. ones of his hands on your ass, around your neck, your hands on his abs, and his tattoo.
another dom leaning switch.. but i think it'll take a very special someone for him to submit (those gemini placements...)
junhan âĄ
shibari -
my agenda yes.. but you can't convince me that he isn't an otaku freak who has studied that art of shibari and wants nothing but to tie a pretty person up in the elaborate positions he's learned.
overstimulation -
he looooves being able to do whatever he pleases to you if you let him and one thing he loves is to just have you sprawled out as he plays with your cunt with his fingers doing all the work. "you have one more in you right? i know you can do it í ëź"
orgasm denial -
again, whatever he pleases to you and if he thinks you don't deserve to cum he'd be so mean about it :( genuinely think he'd be an asshole when heâs in dom space.
hand kink -
self-explanatory. at first he really didnât understand why you liked his hands so much but as the relationship progressed he started to embrace your obsession with them.
objectification & dollification -
this all ties into his otaku freakness. there's probably a high chance he watches hentai, heâd looooove to dress up his partner in the sluttiest frilly outfits possible and have you be his real life doll. everything from doing your hair, putting on your clothes, and doing your makeup he loves to do for you, all you need to do is be a good doll and do what he says.
worship -
he's a leo. but on a more serious note, there are times where he doesnât feel as confident and needs some reassurance having his partner practically worship him in bed will lift his spirits right up.
free use -
all he wishes is for his pretty partner to let him use them as he pleases, whenever he wants and wherever he wants.
(i believe in dom leaning switch junhan supremacy, i think heâs probably the freakiest member but itâll take a long time for him to be comfortable enough to tell you his fantasies.)
jooyeon âĄ
hair pulling -
first thing i wrote on this blog was how he wants you to pull his hair and be prepared for him to pull yours right back!
sadomasochism -
itâs nothing crazy but some light pain play is his favorite thing. hair pulling, light slaps everywhere (especially on the face), scratching etc. heâd find the extra toys a bit silly and only really enjoys when he/you can inflict the pain with your own hands.
auralism -
this is a loud boy who wants a partner equally as loud as him. genuinely can cum at just how pretty you sound and encourages you to make all the little noises even when youâre supposed to be quiet. i also think his partner having an attractive voice is very important to him, everything from your cadence to your tone turns him on- bonus points if you have a distinct accent.
exhibitionism -
heâs into it for different reasons compared to jiseok, ji wants to show off that youâre his vs joo just finds it exhilarating. heâs actually pretty gross, purposefully leaves the door wide open and starts feeling you up when no oneâs home âjoo- close the doorâ he just giggles in response âitâs fun come onâ
primal play -
sex is inherently a very primal thing in jooyeonâs mind. hair pulling, biting, nipping, guttural sounds etc. heâs super messy and doesnât think youâre done until the both of you are covered in each others spit, cum, sweat and sometimes blood.
light humiliation -
he likes being toyed with by his beautiful partner. gets off on you teasing him âwow you like me that much, how are you this hard already weâre only kissing~â as he just whines in response and humps you like a puppy.
dacryphylia -
another freak who likes watching pretty girls cry this ties into his auralism, he loves the sounds of your sobs. but he also loves the taste of your tears too, licks away your tears whilst you continue to sob as he fucks into you harder.
(literally most of this group are dom-leaning switches, it's kinda crazy. jooyeon would probably be a bit shy in bed before heâs comfortable, but once he is⌠good luck getting him off you.)
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tags: jiseok x raeder, mostly sfw but there is like one nsfw scene so be warned, fake relationship au, college au, wedding au, dumb and dumber, they think it's one sided because they're idiots but its really not, jiseok man wtf, jiseok is terrible at lying for like 20 minutes, lighthearted, comedy, everyone is tired of them, everyone knows except them like pls get a grip, getting together, they're both in SO MUCH denial, gunil plays cupid, happy ending duh, fem reader, junhan is your best friend, jooyeon is jiseok's cousing and he also gets married, seungmin is very suspicious, junhan has a boyfriend, jiseok is scared of his own feelings, 'we're just acting' they said like the lying liars they are, jiseok is too jealous for his own good, there's some pink hair dye involved, you're both crybabies
plot: Jiseok doesn't lie like...ever...but his mom wonât stop pressuring him about getting into a relationship so he gets himself into a mess by saying heâs been in one for months in a fit of panic so Gunil suggests he asks you since you're down for everything because his mom made him promise he'd bring his irlfriend as a plus one at his cousinâs wedding and somehow you two end up kissing all the time and oh now what do you mean you caught feelings??? Who would've thought???
(pls like and enjoy this i am begging you)
In this world, thereâs two types of people: those who lie as if itâs breathing and those who couldnât tell a lie even if their life depended on it.Â
Sadly, Jiseok was the second kind. He never really thought it was a bad thing, he actually took quite some pride in how much of a honest person he is, even though sometimes it would result into getting nasty stares because he couldnât lie to protect someoneâs feelings or he would have no choice but to deal with the consequences of his own actions rather than lying his way out of it.Â
Jiseok wasnât a liar. There is nothing he loved more than the cold cruel justice. In his eyes, everything happens for a reason and everyone will eventually get back what they give. Lying only created useless problems that made you waste your energy on matters that were unimportant, so why should he complicate his own life for no reason? Thatâs the way his brain has worked since birth and thatâs the way his brain will work forever.Â
At least, thatâs the way his brain used to work, untilâŚ
âYou really arenât getting any younger and neither am I, sonâŚI should be asking you to get married at this age but Iâm a good understanding mother so I wonât but, pleaseâŚI need to know you will have someone by your side when Iâm no longer here..â His mother sighs dramatically during a family dinner, a weekend when he decided to visit his hometown.Â
âMaâŚâ Jiseok groans, chewing on his food, body deflating tiredly.Â
âAre you gay? Because thatâs totally fine too I wo-â She starts and Jiseok widens his eyes.
âWhy does it matter if I have a girlfriendâŚor boyfriend? We could break up after you die anyways.â He squints, his dad snickering from beside his mom before clearing his throat when she hits his arm.Â
âWhat do you mean why?? Donât you want to see your mother happy, Kwak Jiseok?? What type of son are you?? I kept waiting, I even tried to set you up on blind datesâŚreally, what is this? Do you hate me? Are you just against seeing me happy?â She pouts, fake tears forming in her eyes.Â
Jiseok doesnât lie. Ever. But heâs been having to deal with his motherâs antics for about three years now and it was starting to get irritating because they couldnât have a single meal without her mentioning it and trying to guilt trip him. All he wanted to do was focus on his studies, have fun with his friends and eventually get a good job. Why waste his time on a relationship?
Itâs not as if he was running away from it, he was simply not searching for one. Relationships are supposed to be an addition to your life, not the sole purpose of your existence. Unless, you were his mom, of course.Â
Jiseok doesnât lie, but for some reason he blurts out âFine! I do have a girlfriend, okay??â As soon as the words leave his mouth, both of his parents drop their forks on their plates. âI wasnât gonna say anything until it was more serious but there, I guessâŚâ He mumbles, ducking his face down.Â
âOh my god?? For how long?? Who is she?? Whatâs her name?? Is she your age?? Is she pretty??â His mother cheers, and he grimaces as his father looks at him amused.Â
âI donât want to give you more details, youâll probably stalk her and show up at her front door with chocolate.â Jiseok says quickly, pretending his hands are not getting sweaty because of the nerves.
âWell, how about you bring her as a plus one to your cousinâs wedding?â His father smiles and Jiseok chokes on the water he was chugging down. He might kill himself.Â
âAh I donât knowâŚisnât that kind of-â He starts but sighs and nods tiredly when his mother sternly tells him he will because itâs the least he could do for her.Â
Jiseok goes back that day and considers hitting his head very hard on a wall as Gunil looks at him amused from the couch while drinking his beer.Â
âI canât believe you never lie and the one time you do you get yourself into this much shit.â The older snickers, shaking his head as the blonde lays on the floor, looking up at the ceiling.Â
âMy momâs gonna kill me, you shouldâve seen her eyes man, she was close to crying out of happiness. CRYING! They want me to bring her for dinner NEXT WEEK.â He whines, hands covering his face with a loud groan.
âWellâŚyou either find a girlfriend in a week or you break your momâs heart.â The drummer shrugs. âOr you get a fake girlfriend.â He jokes, widening his eyes when his friend shoots up from the floor, holding on to the otherâs shoulders amazed.
âKoo Gunil YOUâRE A FUCKING GENIUS!â Jiseok grins excitedly.Â
âIt was a joke-I-â The older blinks, dumbfounded. âWouldnât it be easier to just find an actual girlfriend? You act as if youâd have a hard time with that face.â Gunil rolls his eyes, but Jiseok shakes his head quickly.Â
âI donât want a girlfriend, theyâre a lot of work and the whole thing before dating?? The pining, not knowing if she likes you, and when girls get jealous they start fights and-i donât have the time for that. I would need to find a super specific girl thatâs super fun to be around and confident and extrovert and that- whatever, not the point! Itâs easier!â He nods, sitting next to Gunil.Â
âOne small problem is I donât know anyone down for it. My friends are either in a relationship or lesbians or my family knows them and knows I donât like them. I need someone that they donât know that well but if itâs a complete stranger theyâll get suspicious-â Jiseok sighs, thinking.Â
âWhat about my friend?â Gunil says, sipping on his beer. âRemember the one I convinced to come with me during the band audition so she would suck and Iâd look better in comparison? Sheâs always down for everything.âÂ
âShit, really? Wouldn't that be weird though? We talked like four timesâŚâ The blonde wonders, looking at the photo on Gunilâs phone. âSheâs hotâŚâ He mumbles to himself.Â
âNah, she loves to do weird shit like this, she has this whole idea of having a lot of experiences so she wonât regret it when she dies. Plus, sheâs like a pathological liar, one time she convinced Jooyeon France isnât real.â The older one laughs, making Jiseok let out an impressed breath.
âOh wow sheâs my dream woman.â He grins. âCan you ask her? Pleasepleaseplease-â He starts, but the other shakes his head amused.
âYou do it, everytime i ask her for a favor she asks for something in return. I donât wanna go ghost hunting in the middle of the night again, last time I almost shit myself.âÂ
Jiseok whines annoyed but nods, spending a lot of time at home thinking about how exactly to ask a girl heâs barely been around to be his fake girlfriend for about a month until the wedding.Â
If you two were close, he wouldnât be this stressed but what if he comes off as weird or desperate-well, he /is/ desperate, but still! The last thing he wants is to be awkward with one of his friendâs closest friends. So, he makes a game plan: heâll walk around the campus during the time you so conveniently have a free hour, with your favorite type of coffee and casually, very not anxiously ask you to help him.
The next day, you were sitting on the grass under a tree on your phone, back resting against it as one of your legs was propped up. Suddenly, you hear your name being called out by a familiar voice, and when you look up there is Jiseok holding a coffee cup with your name on it, a bag of snacks and a big smile.
âHiâŚ?â You say confused, grabbing the coffee weirded out by the sudden appearance.Â
You and Jiseok knew each other. You met a few times during hang outs at Gunilâs house and youâd always go to their shows since Gunil insisted itâs your job as his good friend. You always thought he was cool and he /was/ one of the most gorgeous people youâve ever seen but you two never really got close.
âOkay so I donât know if Gunil talked to you but I need your help and youâre the only person I could go to because my parents know all of my other friends but if itâs a total stranger theyâll be suspicious and know iâm lying and kill me and- I need you to pretend to be my girlfriend until my cousinâs wedding!â He says in one breath, voice pleading.Â
You blink at him, holding back a laugh and opening your mouth to say something before he goes on.Â
âIâll buy you coffee every day and- and I'll write your essays for the rest of the school year just please help me out, I swear I wouldnât ask if it wasnât a life or death situation!â He whines, clasping his hands together.Â
You laugh softly, sipping on your coffee, letting out a small pleased noise at the taste. âAlright.âÂ
âAlright??â Jiseok widens his eyes surprised and you nod.
âI wouldâve done it for free but since you offered, I will be sending you my homework.â You grin, pulling out your phone and giving it to him to put his number in it. âWhy do you need a fake girlfriend?â You ask opening the bag of snacks, offering Jiseok one which he gladly takes.
âMy mom keeps being on my ass about not having a girlfriend so I panicked and told them I was already dating someone.â The blonde sighs, sitting next to you tiredly.Â
âWhat about aâŚrealâŚgirlfriend?â You frown confused. âWouldnât that be way easier?âÂ
âThey want to have dinner next week already and I have no one Iâm interested in. Plus, I donât want a girlfriend, too much work, Iâm fine with watching romcoms and imagining.â He nods, and you hold in a laugh before bursting out into laughter.
âYouâre so odd.â You note, resting your head against the tree. âWhat exactly am I supposed to do? Just have dinner with them?âÂ
âAnd look in love. I might or might have not said weâve been dating for three months alreadyâŚâ He grims and you look at him baffled.
âThree??? Jiseok I barely know your last name, what the fuck-â You whine covering your face. âOkay, fine. Itâs doable, yes. We just need toâŚstudy. And take pictures. Lots of them.â You nod to yourself, snapping a picture of him while he wasnât looking.Â
âOh wow youâre goodâŚâ Jiseok says looking at the picture you now set as your lock screen, amazed.
âI used to be a girlfriend for rent in my first year.â You answer casually, making the other widen his eyes even more. âIt pays pretty well.âÂ
âWait, you can actually do that??? I thought it was like something people lied about.â He whispers.Â
âNo, itâs easier than you think. Kind of dangerous, but thatâs how I paid for my laptop.â You grin, opening a document on it. âOkay so, I need a run down of your family, and yourself and âŚeverything.âÂ
Jiseok looks at you for a while before gently closing your laptop. âI know weâre supposed to be fake dating but wouldnât it be better if we /actually/ got to know each other? If you study it, itâll come off as unnatural.â He debates and you let out a small nod.Â
âUu so you want to take me out on a date?? Never took you as the type to be so direct.â You say playfully and Jiseok squints.Â
âYeah, I should take my girlfriend out on dates before we have dinner with my parents.â He argues and you hum.Â
You put your laptop away, turning around and sitting on your knees next to him. You look over his face for a few moments before cupping his face and kiss him once. Jiseok barely gets to kiss back before you pull away, leaving him blinking multiple times.
âWoah- I- okay, yes, we should kiss to make it more believable.â He nods and you giggle.Â
âSorry if it was sudden, I figured itâs better to get it out of the way already.â You whisper, face still close to him. The blonde looks at your features with a small nod, licking his lips. âWeâll have to take pictures to show your parents, you know?â You say but Jiseok doesnât really seem to be listening.Â
Instead, he pulls you closer by your waist and starts kissing you slowly. You let out a small surprised noise but kiss back, letting out a laugh when you hear the bell ring. You pull away, hand on his chest. âI have to go.â You whisper.Â
âWhen are you free to hang out? We donât have a lot of time.â He asks barely above a whisper and you look at the sky thinking.Â
âI have a pretty big exam on Wednesday and a project for friday-â You wince, knowing you have to probably have dinner with his parents on the weekend.Â
Jiseok groans, resting his head back on the tree before looking back at you. âI could pick you up when your classes end and grab some food if you want to.â He offers and you smile nodding.Â
âSure, I get out early today. Iâll text you.â You say grabbing your things and turning around to look at him while walking. âPlease write down some super important things Iâm supposed to know!!â You say before rushing away.Â
Jiseok looks at you leaving dumbfounded. This was definitelyâŚway easier than he expected it to be. He knew Gunil said youâll be down for it but he didnât really expect things to be /this/ easy. He looks at the bag of chips you forgot to take and grabs it with a chuckle, shaking his head, feeling weirdly giddy.Â
He smiles to himself when you send him a selfie looking bored in your class before clearing his throat and saving your number with the âmy girl <3â ID. The day went by pretty quickly and before you knew it, you found yourself waiting for Jiseok at the main entrance.Â
You soon came to realize that you and Jiseok actually had a lot of things in common. From music taste to shows you like, and you were pretty sure pretending with him will be easier than you imagined.Â
âWhat do you mean you broke your arm falling off the bed??â You laugh, eating some of the meat he grilled for you.Â
âI used to sleep really badly!â He defends himself with a whine, laughing too. âIâm not that bad nowâŚI donât think so.âÂ
âSo if we ever sleep together Iâll have to wear a helmet, thatâs what Iâm hearing.â You tease, blush spreading across the blondeâs cheeks.Â
âWho said anything about that??âÂ
âDidnât you say your cousinâs wedding is in another city?? We canât share bunk beds at the hotel if weâre supposed to be in a serious relationship, idiot.â You squint amused. âHave you never had a girlfriend before??âÂ
âI have!! I swear!...a few years agoâŚ.â He winces, making you laugh hard.Â
âHigh School relationships donât count, oh my godâŚwe have so much work to doâŚâ You shake your head with a tsk. âWhy is your mom so set on you having a girlfriend?â You ask tilting your head with a frown.
âSheâs just worried she keeps getting older and she thinks Iâll only ever be a /real man/ if I show I can be in a serious relationship, I donât know, you know how old people get.â Jiseok purses his lips, eating.Â
âYou know, I think we should do method acting, itâll work faster.â You say casually, and the blonde raises an eyebrow.
âYouâre not into me, right? Cuz this is really awkward if you are and I'm not-â He starts and you roll your eyes.Â
âYouâre such a dude, Jesus ChristâŚremember /you/ came to me to help you out. Iâm just saying because thereâs still this awkwardness and we need to get rid of it quickly. We canât afford for your parents to even have time to suspect anything. Do any of your friends know itâs a lie?âÂ
âGunil was the one to come up with the idea so for now only himâŚbut I think if they see us together theyâll be quick to figure it out.â Jiseok hums, munching on his food as you scrunch your nose thinking.
âOkay, so keep up the act. All. The. Time.â You point your finger at him squinting. âI remember Gunil telling me youâre really bad at lying so if you treat this as a lie youâll get caught.â You explain, the blonde groaning.
âBut how am I supposed to treat it?? It IS a lie!! Oh godâŚwhat if everyone already knows and theyâre just messing with me??? OH MY GOD WHAT IF THEYâLL DISOWN ME-â He starts panicking and you stare at him.
âYouâŚyouâre so-â You start but then shake your head, getting up and grabbing him by the shoulders. âKwak Jiseok! Focus!â You complain, slightly shaking him. âYou donât /know/ how to keep up with a lie!âÂ
âSo what am I supposed to do?!â He asks, this time rocking his body on his own as you laugh at his dramatics.Â
âKwak Jiseok. Look at me.â You say in a serious tone, grabbing his face and squishing his cheeks. âDo you want to be my boyfriend?â You ask, trying your best not to pull out your phone and take a photo of his shocked expression.Â
âWha-but weâre not-â He starts and you tilt your head at him with raised eyebrows, hoping he understands where youâre going with this. âW-Oh-OHHH!....Yeah! Sure!â He nods, grinning and you scoff before kissing him shortly.Â
âOkay. Done. Not a lie. Youâre my boyfriend. We just need toâŚcatch up.â You smile, sitting back down as you munch on your food, the other instantly relaxing at the thought that the relationship isnât a lieâŚkinda.
âYou know, the way you tiptoe around the truth is kind of concerning.â Jiseok purses his lips, making your lips twitch amusedly.Â
âWell for now, itâs whatâs saving our ass sooooâŚâ You start and then poke your tongue out at him, the other doing the same, causing you to open your mouth, playfully offended. âOh yeah?â You ask, before grabbing the last piece of meat off his plate and putting it on yours, giving him the middle finger.Â
The older gasps, leaning over to take it back before you put it between your teeth but just as youâre about to bite into it he grabs the back of your neck and bites the other half, leaning back into his seat and chewing satisfied with your surprised expression. You blink a couple times and slowly eat your food, not sure why your heart skipped a beat, not caring about the man laughing as he takes a picture of you.Â
âIâll get back at youâŚwhen you least expect it.â You nod determinedly, the older asking for the check, crossing his arms.Â
âGet back?! You started!!â He reminds you with a chuckle, paying before getting up with you. You look at him annoyedly and poke your tongue out, only for the other to pull on it with his fingers as you groan, slapping his arm.Â
âJerk!!â You laugh, pushing him away playfully before going back to walking.Â
Pretending was definitely easier once Jiseok could lie to himself that this was an actual relationship, but that didnât mean you two were fully comfortable with each other. Not because of any weird tension but more so because you were both worried about overstepping boundaries or having the other one think you were doing too much.Â
That is why that week, your interactions in public resumed to you two kissing each otherâs cheek when meeting on the hallways or hanging out when you both had a break at the same time. Like now, when you were sitting on the grass next to Jiseok, Gunil and one of their bandmates, Seungmin.Â
You and Seungmin didnât have a lot of things in common, so you avoided being around him one on one, but you didnât mind being in a group with him. After all, it was hard not to be around him when he was one of the closest to both Jiseok and Hyeongjun, one of your best friends.Â
Seungmin and Jiseok being so close is also why you were so worried about him. If anyone could figure it out first, it would be him. You know he cares about Jiseok and wouldnât ruin it for him but you also know that the thought of someone catching him red handed would make him absolutely lose it. Â
You werenât going to let Jiseok know about how much Seungminâs presence stresses you out, so when you heard Gunil say he was on his way with coffee, you rested your head on Jiseokâs shoulder, hugging his arm. The blonde blinks at you a little confused. âAre you okay?â He whispers worriedly, and you simply look up at him and nod shortly with a small smile.Â
âYou two disgust me. What happened to not searching for a real relationship?? All it took was FOUR DAYS??â Gunil complains, you and Jiseok sharing a small knowing look, letting out a small chuckle.Â
You both decided it was a better idea if absolutely everyone believed the charade, since it meant less stress for Jiseok and more likeliness of the plan to actually work. So now, from Gunilâs point of view, you two planned on having a fake relationship but actually started dating. So in his head, the only lie is how much you two have been together for.Â
Seungmin was looking at you two quietly while sipping his coffee, analyzing the situation. The body language, the way you looked at Jiseok, the way when the blondeâs screen lit up, the photo he took of you at the restaurant shows up as a lock screen. You were being observed. Heavily so.Â
âYou know, Iâm kinda mad about the fact that you didnât tell me about this.â The black haired man sighs, looking at his friend.Â
âAh wellâŚit was kindaâŚunexpectedâŚI didnât want to bring your hopes up for nothingâŚâ Jiseok grimaces, and you could physically feel him recoil at yet another lie he had to tell.Â
Seungmin simply hums, not very convinced, but lets it go for the sake of it. You purse your lips, feeling a little guilty since technically, although not a complete lie, it wasn't a complete truth and you could feel Jiseok tense next to you. So, because youâre a good girlfriend, you squeeze his bicep reassuringly before caressing it, feeling the other relax slightly, his head resting on yours.Â
At that, Seungminâs lips twitch into a small smile, glancing at Gunil shortly. âSo how are you two going to deal with his mom?â He frowns after having the situation explained to him, both you and Jiseok groaning in unison.Â
âIâll go pray or somethingâŚâ You mumble, your so-called boyfriend whining. âDonât do that! This is on you! You couldâve told your mom we just started dating! Why did you have to go to that extreme?!â You accuse him, pointing a finger at him, earning a laugh from his friends.
âI panicked! Itâs whatever! Itâs done!!â He moves his hand dismissively, whining again when you pinch his sides, doing the same to you, before you playfully smack his head, earning him pinching your arm in return. This turns into a push and pull and you are now on the grass gasping for air while laughing, begging him to stop as he is pinning you down while tickling your sides.Â
Gunil and Seungmin share another look, knowing more than either of you two knew at that moment. And because he is such a good friend, Seungmin takes a video of it, cheering for you. âARENâT YOU SUPPOSED TO BE ON MY SIDE?â Jiseok groans when you turn the two of you around, trying to get away from you.Â
âNOT AFTER YOU DIDNâT TELL ME YOU GOT A GIRLFRIEND! I ACTUALLY LIKE HER MORE THAN I LIKE YOU!â Seungmin grins, and just as you get distracted by posing for the camera, the blonde takes the opportunity to turn you two around one last time and pin your arms down. He looks down at you, the both of you breathing heavily and you look up at him, laugh slowly dying down.Â
You donât know when Gunil and Seungmin left, too busy looking at the way his hair fell on his eyes and the way his expression was playful but determined, and him being too busy noticing the way your chest was raising up and down or the leaf that was stuck in your hair. You stay like that for a bit, before the other clears his throat, sitting up followed by you.Â
You scoff, brushing your clothes as you look at him annoyedly, the older smiling softly while taking the leaf out of your hair. âI think that was convincing enough.âÂ
âWas the violence necessary??â You protest, the blonde nodding quickly with a laugh, stopping your hand as you try to smack his arm and pulling you close to him, in a way that makes your body crash into his, before he kisses you slowly. You stiff for a moment, taken aback before you kiss back, hand fidgeting with his shirt.Â
Youâre not too sure if it was the lack of physical affection up until now or the fact that Jiseokâs cologne was your favorite type, but you found yourself feeling giddy when his lips touched yours. You figured it was because after all, he was attractive and a good kisser, not because of any other hidden reasons.
Jiseok, too, figured that his heart thumping so hard he could hear it in his head and his breath shortening was because you were admittedly attractive and because he was still stressed out about the lie, not because of any other hidden reasons.Â
You were both terribly wrong.
You pull away after a while, looking at the boy as your tongue brushes against your lower lip, letting out a shuddered breath. âWhat was that for?â You ask in a whisper, not pulling away.
âYou wouldnât stop being annoying.â He breathes out, before laughing softly when you push him away with a groan, biting back a smile. âAre you free today? We should have a pop quiz.âÂ
âPop quiz?â You giggle. âAre we going to act like weâre on the wheel of fortune?âÂ
âYeah?? Are you kidding me?? How do I know you even read my texts about all the info?? What if you are lazy and youâll be the reason for our downfall??âÂ
At that, you canât help but laugh with skepticism. âYouâre the one about to hyperventilate at the smallest lie you tell!â You correct, the other mocking you. âOh yeah, really mature, Kwak Jiseok. Very manly of you.â You make fun of him while getting up, dodging his attempt to poke your sides.Â
âI was going to go home and have a self care day since I had to stay up until five in the morning to finish the project for tomorrow, but SURE. Come over when you want to so I can kick you out when Iâm tired of you.â You suggest, walking away.
âYOU SHOULDNâT SPEAK TO YOUR BOYFRIEND LIKE THAT!â He yells after you with a laugh, and you wave him off.Â
âMY BOYFRIENDâS A LITTLE BITCH!!â You yell back, giggling at his distant protests.Â
Getting along with Jiseok came pretty naturally, you think to yourself as you were both eating some pizza while sitting on your couch, watching tv. You somehow got close enough in a few days to feel comfortable with playful banter and jokingly insulting each other. You look over to him, wondering why it is that you two never really bonded until now.Â
And when Jiseok reaches over for the pillow next to you, eyes fixated on the screen as he mutters a small sorry when his elbow brushes your torso, you realize maybe itâs just that now was the right time.Â
Strangely, being with him felt very comforting, but the pace to which you felt yourself getting attached to him was terrifying because thereâs no reason as to why you should not care about the fact that he was now rummaging through your fridge to find a can of soda before coming back on the couch.Â
You guess thatâs part of his charm as a person. Heâs about the only guy you could think of that would get away with making himself at home in a strangerâs house. Although, if you were to ask Jiseok, he would defend it by saying youâre not a stranger but his girlfriend, before apologizing and offering you some soda, which you gladly take.Â
At some point you were no longer paying attention to the tv but asking each other random questions about the other.Â
âHOW ARE YOU GOING TO FORGET I'M LACTOSE INTOLERANT?? WHAT TYPE OF GIRLFRIEND ARE YOU??â He gasps with wide eyes when you get a question wrong.Â
âWHA- YOU DRINK BANANA MILK LIKEâŚDAILY!!!â You gasp, mimicking his expression. âDO YOU WANT TO DIE OR SOMETHING? DO YOU LIKE THE IDEA OF SHITTING YOURSELF TO DEATH??â
Jiseok groans, nose scrunching in disgust as he throws his pillow at you. âTHATâS NOT THE POINT!! ITâS LIKE A CRUCIAL PART OF MYSELF!!â
âOh yeah, just like your STUPIDITY!!â You laugh, throwing the pillow back at him, both of you getting into a pillow fight, before his phone rings.
âShit- shit shit shit MY MOM IS CALLING!â The man lets out a squeal, jumping up from the couch.
âSo?â You frown, fixing your hair.Â
âVIDEO-CALLING!â He screams, wiggling the phone in your face, pacing around. You look at him for a few moments before grabbing his wrist and dragging him into his bedroom.
âTake off your shirt.â You instruct, the older widening his eyes even more.
âHUH?!âÂ
âJISEOK FOR FUCKâS SAKE I SAID TAKE OFF YOUR SHIRT!â You yell and the other can simply let out a small whine, doing as told as you push him on the bed to lay down on it. You mess up your hair quickly and lay half on top of him, head on his chest as your eyes stay closed and your mouth is slightly open.Â
It takes a while for the other to understand where youâre going with this but when he finally does, he wraps his free arm around your shoulders caressing your hair and answers the phone, with a nervous laugh.Â
âA-ah hey maâ...I was just- laying down with my girlfriendâŚâ He starts and you quickly realize you need to make him shut up before he vomits the truth so you let out a small noise, hugging him tighter as you frown your eyebrows, slowly opening your eyes and looking up at him before moving up to peck his lips.Â
Jiseok blinks a little, lips forming into a small smile before he looks over your face. âHey, did I wake you up?âÂ
âMm kinda, I felt you movingâŚâ You grumble, wiping your eyes as you squint at the phone. âOh! Hello, sorry- I didnât know-â You start apologizing but his mother tells you not to worry happily, saying she only wanted to check up on you two, before informing her son when exactly she will arrive and then hanging up.Â
Jiseok finally lets out a breath heâs been holding in, slamming his phone on the mattress as you laugh at him. âWas the shirtless part really necessary?â He asks, curiously.
âYes and no. If you let me nap with you shirtless itâll let your mom know weâre really intimate in private so itâs more believable weâve been dating for a while.â You explain, the otherâs lips making a circular sound, impressed at the thoughtfulness. Itâs also because he looked really hot without a t-shirt on but he didnât need to know that.
Jiseok puts on a shirt complaining about how itâs too cold, but you two end up in the same position as before, neither of you moving, as you keep asking each other questions, before going over the story of how you two met and started dating.
A short while after that, you two ended up talking about the time you destroyed a theater set in middle school because of the wires in your angel costume getting stuck. Jiseok laughs with his head thrown back and his eyes closed, looking back at you.
âAre you serious?? This sounds like something out of a movie.â You nod embarrassed, burying your head in his chest as he laughs more.
âIt was very traumatizing for me!â You whine, patting his stomach to get him to stop making fun of you. âPlus, itâs not more embarrassing than plugging in your guitar in the bass amp on the first day on the job-â You start, smiling mischievously at his doe eyes. âMhm, thatâs right, Gunil told me. He also told me you tripped on the cable and fell on top of Jungsu and you gave him a little kisss-â You grin, puckering your lips as he groans, covering his face.Â
âIT WASNâT A KISS MY LIPS JUST HIT HIS EYE AND IT WAS VERY PAINFUL!â He defends himself, making you laugh even more.
âMhmmmm whatever you sayyyy boy kissserrrr!â You giggle, letting out a surprised noise when Jiseok starts puckering his lips, moving them in a funny way, trying to get close to you. âNO GET AWAY FROM MY EYE!â You grunt, fighting for your life as he was trying to get closer while laughing.Â
The blonde gets on top of you trying to get closer but you manage to get control by swiping his leg with yours and turning the both of you around. âWoah-â He breathes out impressed as you grin down at him. âHow did you-âÂ
âI watch a lot of movies.â You nod proudly, moving your lips in the same way he did, the older snickering as he pretends to try to get away, but wraps his arms around your waist instead, looking up at you and doing the same thing trying to intimidate you.Â
You squint, and cup his jaw, pecking him once with a loud sound, before you move to his cheek and blow a raspberry on it, earning an annoyed whine from the boy, who pulls away with squinted eyes before trying to do the same to you. However, before his lips reach your cheek you move away, making your lips touch, which turns into a mix of giggles before you peck him a few times.Â
Jiseok mumbles something about you being gross and annoying before kissing you softly, as your arms find their way around his neck. The kiss started innocently, really. The problem was that neither of you knew when it was the right time to stop so you simplyâŚdid not stop.
You hug Jiseok closer, one arm around his neck as the other moves in his hair, the man breathing in as his arms wrap tighter around your waist. Kissing Jiseok was intoxicating. He was annoyingly good at it, and it felt addictive so instead of pulling away, you tentatively pull on his bottom lip, earning a small sigh from the blonde.Â
Now that you think of it, this was a good idea. After all, you needed to practice intimacy and it would definitely be awkward if you two never even properly made out before meeting his parents.Â
Jiseok seems to have the same idea, because his hands grip on your waist just a little tighter and his kisses get slightly needier. You caress his jaw before playing with his lip, breathing heavily as you open your eyes.Â
When you do, you think to yourself this is what heaven must look like, because his cheeks were rosy and lips puffy and his hair was messily falling on his face as he was looking at you with a hazed expression.Â
The older licks his lips, looking over your face, eyes quickly moving back to your lips, hands wanting to leave your waist so badly but never doing so. And when you sit on his lap more properly as his back rests against the headboard, he finds himself quickly breaking out of his trance in panic.Â
You look over Jiseokâs face innocently, before grabbing his hand and moving it on your ass. âIf you want your parents to believe weâre dating, youâre gonna have to start touching me like a boyfriend.â
âBut my parents arenât here now-â The blonde breathes out, hand frozen in place. You tilt your head at him unimpressed, moving closer to him.
âNot now, but what are you going to do when they see you flinch every time I touch you?â You ask, hand going into his hair.
âI just donât wanna make you uncomfortableâŚâ He answers blushing, hand on your thigh again, so you press your chest on his.Â
âIf I was uncomfortable I wouldnât be telling you to grab my ass. Stop worrying about making me uncomfortable, just act the way youâd act with your real girlfriend, your parents are gonna know if youâre pretending, theyâre not stupid.â You whisper looking down at him and the blonde licks his lips debating internally for a few moments before moving his hand on your ass and pulling you closer, hand gripping on it before kissing you slowly.Â
âMm-thatâs more like it.â You whisper smiling, grabbing his hair while kissing him back, pretending your stomach didnât turn at the action. This kiss wasnât innocent anymore and you both knew it, because your chest was now pressed on his chest as you hugged his neck, letting out a small noise.
âWe shouldâŚâ The blonde pulls away shortly, breathing heavily, but before he can continue you pull him in another kiss because you really couldnât not kiss him.Â
âMhm..â You agree, grinding once on him while kissing him more passionately when his hands grab your ass as he leans over you to kiss you back, a small moan leaving both of your lips.Â
The room was filled with heavy breaths and pants, and you really didnât know how much of it you could handle anymore. Thankfully, a loud knock on the door makes the both of you jump away from the kiss, laughing slightly at the jumpscare.Â
âI should get that.â You whisper and Jiseok nods, pecking you one last time. You hold back a smile, patting his chest once and getting the door after fixing your hair slightly, frowning.Â
âHey uh-sorry⌠my shower isnât working, is it cool if I use yours? Please? I just came back from the gym and I feel like a sewer rat-â Jungsu, your neighbor, asks shily. âYouâre the only person in this building I trust not to strangle me with the shower curtain.âÂ
âTheyâre messing with the water again?? I swear to fucking god-â You groan but nod understandingly as you let him in. âDid you call maintenance?â You ask, walking him into your living room.Â
âYeah, theyâre not picking up, you know how they are. Iâll try again tomorrow, If I knew I wouldâve showered at the gym.â He scoffs, grabbing his towel and pajamas.Â
You were about to ask more about the issue, when the door of your room opens, a very confused and slightly bothered Jiseok looking between the two of you. âWhat the fu-âÂ
âOh, youâre here?? Shit, hi man, I didnât know- did I interrupt something or-â He asks, partially worried and partially teasing after greeting the younger.
âNo.â You say, at the same time as Jiseok says âYes.â You give the blonde a death stare but smile and wave at Jungsu, encouraging him to go into the bathroom.Â
âWhyâs my keyboardist in your apartment at 11PM?â Your fake-boyfriend raises an eyebrow, arms crossed as he comes closer to you.Â
âHis showerâs not working so I let him use mine like the good neighbor I am, why?â You reply mimicking his actions, getting closer to him as well.
âHow come you never told me you two are neighbors?â Jiseok asks, irritation clear in his voice as he looks down at you. âAnd canât he just wait it out and shower in the morning at the gym or something? Was this really necessary?â He scoffs, eyes rolling.Â
âWha-oh my godâŚâ You grin, covering your mouth amused. âYouâre jealous!â You point at him, the blondeâs cheeks instantly getting red as he coughs trying to deny your accusations.Â
âNo Iâm not! I just- think itâs a bad look! If you let people like that in your apartment at nightâŚand they know you have a boyfriend- I mean- what will they /say/ about us?? And you??â He whisper yells, eyes widened as you nod sarcastically.
You look up at him, arms still crossed as you get close enough for your arms to touch his. âJiseok?â You whisper grinning, earning a hum from the other. âYouâre jealous.â You repeat, but peck his lips once before he could protest. âYouâre so so jealous.â You tease more, feeling giddy at the idea of the other getting jealous over something so stupid, especially when he doesnât really have a reason to since you two are not actuallyâŚdating.Â
âI told you Iâm not youâre just not mindfu-â He starts debating, but you smile more, cupping his cheeks and kissing him softly, the blonde playfully pulling away the first few times before you let out a small whine, squishing his cheeks. He lets out a small chuckle, arms looping around your waist, as you caress his jaw, feeling him smile softly in the kiss.Â
âBetter?â You whisper knowingly, pecking him a couple times as you look up at him, face still close to his. He was about to give a snarky reply before you two heard someone clear their throat behind you, making you pull away and look at Jungsu, the blonde keeping one of his arms around your waist, your back on his chest.Â
âWell uh- thanks for letting me use the shower and sorry again- see you tomorrow at practice!!â He chimes, hurriedly getting his things, as you purse your lips, holding back a smile at Jiseokâs death stare.Â
âDo you want to stay over for dinner?â You ask, purely out of curiosity as to what your so-called boyfriendâs reaction will be. Jiseok runs his tongue in the inside of his cheek, smiling at you sarcastically as you give him an innocent look.Â
âAh su-â Jungsu starts but then blinks fastly a couple times, coughing. âI mean itâs already late and I have food at home, so-yeah-bye!!â The older man corrects, and when he leaves you turn around to see the blondeâs scary expression, making you laugh as you kiss his cheek.Â
âI canât believe you scared your bandmate off because youâre jealous.â You giggle, closing the door and walking into the kitchen to heat up some food.Â
âI didnât do it because Iâm jealous, I did it because heâs annoying and he has a home.â He bites, following you into the kitchen.Â
âDonât /you/ have a home?â You raise an eyebrow, the other blinking.
âOh I figured Iâd crash over since itâs late if thatâs okay-â He starts but you interrupt him.Â
âYou know, considering youâre my FAKE boyfriend, you wanna be around me too much. Iâm starting to think you actually like me.â You joke, but you can see Jiseokâs smile drop, expression and demeanor instantly changing.Â
You part your lips, feeling a pang in your chest, and you get reminded just how much this isnât real. He says he remembers he has to study for an exam tomorrow, which you know is a lie but you have no choice other than to give him a small nod and tell him to get a good nightâs sleep.
Jiseok barely looks at you as he nods and then grabs his things, leaving you staring at the door, guilt suddenly filling your chest. From the looks of it, lying came easier to Jiseok now, and youâre starting to dislike being the reason for it.
He gets home annoyedly dropping his bag on the floor, Hyeongjun choosing to stay quiet, knowing the blonde will eventually talk about it if he feels like it. But Jiseok doesnât. He doesnât have anything to talk about. Hell, he doesn't even have a reason to feel as angry as he does right now. When his screen lights up with a notification and he sees your face on the screen, all he can do is put his phone on the mattress face down as he groans, hands covering his face.Â
âFucking hell, Jiseok. Get it together, dude.â He whispers to himself, rubbing his eyes with a sigh. And because he is a very mature and in tune with his emotions type of man, he puts his phone on battery-saving mode so the lock screen would turn black and he could avoid looking at your picture for as long as possible, walking to the living room with his guitar in his hand.
âCan we play?â He asks the other guitarist, who was quietly watching tv in the living room while eating some snacks. Hyeongjun looks over his face for a few moments but decides to simply give the other a short nod before getting up and grabbing his own guitar, setting everything up. If Jiseok needed to angrily strum at 2AM to feel better then so be it.Â
You lay in your bed, trying to ignore the lump in your throat while thinking about the interaction from earlier. You didnât mean for it to sound as harsh as it did and now that you look back on it, it was a stupid thing to say in the first place.Â
You liked Jiseok. It took a date for you to know you did, so why you impulsively said something you knew although real would only make things more uncomfortable, was something you couldnât explain.Â
Well maybe you can. You were sure of /your/ feelings, but you were also painfully aware of /his/ feelings, simply by how many times he has repeatedly said he isnât looking for an actual relationship.Â
You didnât necessarily have a crush on him from day one, you always found him attractive and thought he was cute but it was left at that. Until you got to know him, and realized he was annoyingly perfect. Perfect and out of reach.Â
This whole thing genuinely started as a fun acting gig, but youâre too grown to pretend that the butterflies in your stomach whenever he looks at you or kisses you are from method acting.Â
You glance at your phone on the nightstand and consider calling. Instead, you settle for tapping the screen every five minutes to look at his picture, considering whether heâd think youâre a weirdo if you showed up at his place to apologize.Â
Jiseok was strumming the guitar as the other was playing the lead concentrated, both of them choosing to simply enjoy each otherâs company instead of talking, as you were turning around from one side to the other, trying to fall asleep.Â
You scoff, turning on your back, cursing to yourself before you get up, grabbing your phone and keys, not bothering to change as you walk out of the house, praying Hyeongjun is asleep so you wouldnât have to deal with his judgy look.Â
Turns out, he was in fact, not asleep, because a few moments after knocking the door, he swung the door open, blinking a couple times in surprise.Â
âIs Jiseok home?â You ask embarrassed, almost mumbling. Your friend seems to put together two pieces of a missing puzzle together mentally as he gives you a short nod, stepping away so you could enter.Â
You purse your lips, wincing slightly when Hyeongjun gives you a side eye with a raised eyebrow, walking into his room after picking up his guitar. The blonde was too caught up in the song he was currently playing while sitting on the couch to notice you standing next to him.Â
When you call his name barely above a whisper, his head shoots up, looking at you with his blonde hair falling on his face. You part your lips, feeling your heartbeat speed up as you look at his oversized band shirt, his plump lips and tired eyes.Â
His eyes flutter for a few moments, mouth slightly opened in surprise. âWh-âÂ
âIâm sorry.â You say boldly, guilt obvious in your voice. âAbout earlierâŚâ You clarify, noticing the way the olderâs adam apple moves as he gulps once, taking the guitar off his shoulder, still trying to process everything.
âShit am I having anger hallucinations right now-â He mumbles to himself, patting his cheek a couple times, making you let out a small laugh, shaking your head. He is so stupid. So very stupid and so very cute.Â
âIâm seriousâŚIâm sorry If itâs weird I came over at this hour I justâŚdidnât know if youâd pick up if I calledâŚâ You continue, the taller not moving away from his spot. âI didnât mean for it to sound like thatâŚI-I didnât mean it in a-â You ramble but the blonde smiles softly, looking over your face. âWhat?âÂ
âNothing.â He whispers, as he lets you ramble away how sorry you are all over again. Except, heâs not listening. How could he when your hair is a mess, youâre wearing stupid cat pajamas and you look as cute as you do when youâre stressed?Â
How could he when youâre the only person to walk all the way to his house to apologize as soon as you fucked up because youâre not immature and annoying? How could he when you looked so pretty right now and he liked you so much?Â
He liked you. He likes you. Heâs been liking you, and itâs so silly how what made him come to terms with it was you coming to his house, close to crying, at two in the morning, because you said something kinda mean.
So, as you keep rambling anxiously, he gets up and cups your jaw with one hand, leaning down and kissing you softly to shut you up. You let out a small whimper, not expecting this type of reaction, but kiss in no time, hands gently holding his shirt. Jiseok smiles slightly, pulling you closer by your waist as you sigh in the kiss, hugging his waist.Â
Jiseok felt things he never even knew he could feel when you pulled him closer by the waist, his arms hugging your neck before pecking you a couple more times, resting his forehead on yours.Â
âAre we okay?â You whisper, earning a small nod from the older, because asking why he did it might have given you an answer you didnât want to hear like oh Hyeongjun is at home, he might overhear if we explain it more or oh i thought we were still supposed to do method acting.Â
Your lips form a small pout, feeling a weight be lifted off your shoulders as you bury your head in the crock of his neck, hugging him with your eyes closed. The older one bites back a smile, cheek on your head while hugging you back. âThanks.â He starts, glancing at you when you shoot him a questioning look. âFor apologizing.â He finishes, kissing your cheek before pulling away as he clears his throat. After all, you were right. Even if he knew he liked you, he had no proof you felt the same way.Â
You find yourself smiling to yourself as Jiseok unplugs his guitar, forcing a neutral expression when he turns around to look at you.
âRight wellâŚI should uh-leave. Itâs really late.â You nod quickly, thinking that was the end of it, since the older was putting away the amp, when you hear his voice interrupt the silence.Â
âStay.â He says simply, walking back to you. âItâs really late.â He repeats after you, and this time you canât hold back a smile, whispering a small okay before offering to help him put away his guitar.
âArenât you scared your neighbors could call the police on you for making noise at 2AM?â You ask curiously as you wrap the guitar cable around your arm.Â
âTheyâve done worse.â Jiseok answers indifferently. âWhy? Would you call the police on me?â He squints, pointing a pick at you.Â
âIâd actually probably be the one to be really annoying and play. If I knew how to.â You clarify with a small giggle, Jiseokâs eyes instantly lighting up.Â
âWant me to teach you?â The guitarist asks excitedly, and god he looked kisseable.
âNowâŚ?â You frown amused as the other nods fastly, grabbing his guitar in one hand and your wrist in the other, walking to his room. You whisper yell at him to be careful so Hyeongjun won't curse you out.Â
The other hits his foot just as you finish the sentence once he puts his guitar down, about to let out a scream. You widen your eyes covering his mouth to muffle the noise, body crashing onto him as he stumbles on the bed with you on top of him, both of you laughing softly.Â
âAre you alright?â You ask between snickers, the guitarist shaking his head and playing dead. âYouâre so-â You start but yelp when he wraps his arms around you blowing a raspberry on your neck, making you squirm with a whine as you playfully smack his arm.Â
The blonde looks at you smiling, kissing you once before grabbing his guitar and putting it on your lap, taking a picture while giggling at your confused face. It doesnât take long for the pick to fly out of your hand and you two spend a good five minutes looking around the bed for it.
âHere. Be careful, itâs like the last one I have.â He scoffs, handing it to you.
âArenât you supposed to have more than oneâŚ?â You frown confused.
âI do! Well. I used to! They justâŚkeep fucking disappearing on meâŚI got a new pack just last week.â He winces, earning a small laugh from you.
He gets behind you, breath hot against your neck as he positions your fingers on the fretboard, explaining terminology you could not be bothered to care about right now. Not when you could smell his cologne, overly aware that all it would take to kiss him is turning your head around.Â
âDidnât you say you have an exam tomorrow?â You ask, strumming slowly as Jiseok moves his fingers on the fretboard after you complained about it being too hard.
âI lied.â He replies casually. âHad a really good teacher.â He teases, talking in your ear, sending shivers down your spine. You know he didnât mean much with it, but you couldnât stop thinking about it so after quietly strumming for a while, you speak up.
âJiseok?â You ask carefully, head turning to look at him, breath hitching when he locks his eyes with yours with a curious hum. âI know it might come off as ironic, but can I ask something of you?â You purse your lips, nervously.Â
âYeah, sure, what is it?â The older frowns, arms wrapping around your waist from behind, and your stomach turns upside down.Â
âCan you please not lie to me even though you got better at it?â You plead softly, feeling your heartbeat in your head. You felt nervous heâd think youâre being dramatic or maybe tell you this is your fault, but instead he gives you a sincere nod.
âI wonât.â He reassures you, lightly squeezing you once. You give him a grateful smile, and strum some more, the older resting his chin on your shoulder as he goes on. âThat applies to you too, you know? Youâre a bigger threat because youâre freakishly good at lying.â
âI never lied to you.â You admit, glancing at his fingers grazing over the strings. âHave no reason to do so.â
At some point, your back ended up pressed on Jiseokâs chest as he leaned against the headboard, arms wrapped around you as he played a slow song on guitar. You smile softly, drifting to sleep, not noticing the way the otherâs lips curl into a loving smile as he kisses your temple.Â
You get woken up by a knock on the door, Hyeongjunâs voice warning about how late it is. You frown as you stretch, slowly opening your eyes, only to realize you fell asleep against Jiseokâs chest, his guitar still on your lap as his mouth was parted, head resting on the headboard.Â
Your eyes light up as you let out a small snicker, taking a couple pictures, before poking his cheeks, eventually making him wake up with a confused expression, eyes widening when he sees you.Â
âHoly shit-â He coughs, trying to make sense of the situation before he notices the guitar and your pajamas, letting out an annoyed groan. âSo thatâs why my neck was hurting.â He complains, hugging your waist as he buries his head in your neck.Â
âDonât you have classes today?â You ask with a whine, when he pulls you down to lay with him fully.
âIâm just gonna skipâŚâ He mumbles, pecking your neck once, your body jerking in surprise.Â
âI have to go.â You reply, trying to pull away but not being able to as the blonde squeezes you closer to him. âJiseok let go, I need to go home, I'm still in my pajamas!â You grunt as your arms push on his biceps.Â
âCanât you skip?â He groans, snuggling more. ââm in a comfortable position and if you move away iâll have to figure out another position.â He complains, as if that was a good enough reason for you to miss class. âWhy even do you have to go?âÂ
âBecause! I need to be studious. Be responsible.â You reply, knowing you still had around three hours until you had to go, since you only had a class that you could, in fact, skip. You were going to pull away but when Jiseok looked up at you with a sleepy expression, messy hair and wrinkled shirt, you started doubting yourself. âAnd even if I skip, I have to shower.â You try to convince yourself more than him.Â
âYou can shower here.â He debates, and you tilt your head unimpressed.Â
âWhat about the clothes?â You squint, and the other shrugs, holding you closer, lips close to yours.Â
âYou can take mine.â You blink, lips parting at the boldness, not really knowing what to think of it. Sure, you agreed to keep up the act at all times, but Jiseok was getting disturbingly good at acting as if he genuinely had feelings for you.Â
âIâm starting to think this was all part of your plan to mess with my routine.â You whisper, eyes traveling down to his lips.
âThatâs why weâll skip at the same time. A break from routine /and/ getting more sleep, I'm only seeing pros.â He whispers back, hand going on your lower waist to pull you close to him, your breath hitching.Â
âYou might not be a good liar, but youâre a really good bullshitter.â You maintain your voice low, hand traveling from his bicep into his hair, lips almost brushing against his.Â
âThatâs why we make a good team.â Jiseokâs lips form into a small smirk, leaning closer to your face before he pulls you in a slow kiss, as you hear Hyeongjun close the front door behind him.Â
You inhale shortly, one hand playing with his hair as the other was on his chest. You would be lying if you said that wasnât hot, and Jiseok letting out a satisfied hum as he presses his chest on you when you kiss back really wasnât helping.
Jiseok wraps his arm around you tighter to hug your lower back, kissing you softly but with intention, and for a moment you believed you were really kissing your lover. It hurt. Knowing you get to experience being his girlfriend but only as a trial, it made you want to cry.Â
Instead, you chose to hug his neck more and close your eyes tighter, wanting to be as much in the moment as you could and pretend as much as possible, because thatâs the only thing you could do. The older is taken aback for a bit at the sudden affection but returns it in no time by putting you half on top of him, hugging your waist with both arms securely.Â
He doesnât know why the kiss suddenly felt moreâŚreal, but he wasnât going to let the opportunity of pretending he is kissing his actual girlfriend go to waste, so he grazes his tongue over your bottom lip and makes sure to pour out emotions he canât say out loud in this one kiss.Â
You could feel tears build up in your eyes and hear your heart breaking because you started to wonder what it would be like to have this be a constant in your life. Waking up next to Jiseok, your boyfriend, cuddling, kissing as you try to pull away to start your day.Â
The older one seems to feel that something was off, because he kisses you gently a few more times before pulling away just enough to look over your face. âAre you okay?âÂ
You open your eyes, only to be met by a blurry version of him, choosing to simply bury your head in his neck, hugging him tighter as you try to control your breathing. He sighs, pained at the sight of your hurt expression but hugs you back, hand caressing your back.Â
âNeed to talk about it?â He asks softly, making you shake your head.Â
âNo, itâs fineâŚIâm sorry.â You chuckle, quickly wiping your eyes before looking up at him with a small smile.Â
âIf I knew missing class would cause you a breakdown I wouldâve let you leaveâŚâ He purses his lips innocently, although you knew he was joking by the look in his eyes.
âYouâre soâŚâ You mutter, unable to stay serious as small giggles escape your lips, pushing the man away playfully.Â
The guitarist grins, kissing your cheek, before getting up. âDo you want some coffee?âÂ
âWhat happened to sleeping more?â You frown, supporting yourself by your elbows.
âYou scared my sleep away by collapsing because of a missed class, who knows whatâs gonna happen if we stay in bed? What if you DIE?â He gestures dramatically, your mouth opening offendedly as you get up, running after him.Â
âWHAT HAPPENED TO BEING NICE TO EACH OTHER BECAUSE WEâRE DATING, KWAK JISEOK??â You laugh, following him in the kitchen as he tries to get away, putting his hands up when heâs met with a dead end.Â
âIâM NICE BY NOT LETTING YOU DIE!â He defends himself, breathing heavily with a smile. You flick his forehead, letting him whine as you grab two mugs, pouring the coffee in them. As he keeps talking about how unfair and terrible you are, you smile to yourself, looking at the way he reaches for the top cabinet for the sugar.Â
Dating Jiseok was like a dream. Technically, it was a dream, because it wasnât real. You had to keep telling yourself that as he kissed your cheek once cutely with a loud noise as apology for making you skip class, before walking into the living room.Â
You ended up going home and showering at your own place, but it didnât matter because you couldn't think of anything else for the rest of the day, and neither did he. He was a mess at practice, and things didnât get better by Saturday.Â
Especially not when you two decided to meet up a few hours before meeting with his parents, going over a few details of your ârelationshipâ a few more times, just in case. And when you changed into more elegant clothes and walked out of the bathroom towards your living room where Jiseok was waiting for you, you stopped in your tracks.Â
He looked unreal. His hair was slicked back, a few strands of blonde hair falling on his face and he was wearing a gray blazer over his white button up. âYou lookâŚâ You start, but the other was not listening because his lips were parted, looking at you up and down stunned, breaths slower and heavier.
âWoahâŚâ He breathes out, as you walk closer to the other. You look up at him shily, before fixing his tie carefully. Out of impulse, you tug on it, making him take a step closer to you, chest bumping into yours as his hand goes to your lower back.
âRemember. Weâre dating. Keep the pda appropriate but try not to flinch away when I touch you, yeah?â You instruct seriously, the other gulping, because this was truly the hottest thing someone has ever done to him.Â
âY-yeah-â He stutters, unable to form an actual sentence, and you take advantage of the closeness by pulling him in a slow kiss, the blonde groaning.Â
âWait no-â He mumbles, pulling away embarrassed and putting distance between the two of you. You tilt your head confused until your eyes catch a glimpse of the issue, covering your mouth trying your best not to laugh at his flustered face, as he walks to the balcony after pouring himself a glass of water.
âJiseok we have to go-â You remind him, after taking a few breaths to calm down, the other not even looking at you. You giggle, wrapping your arms around his arms from behind, hugging him while peeking at him. âYouâre cute.â You grin, but the older simply scoffs embarrassed, looking away. You really needed to leave so you cup his cheeks and cutely peck him once, before grabbing his hand and leaving the apartment.Â
The ride there wasâŚawkward. The air was filled with nerves and anxiety and you could see Jiseok get more and more worried as you got closer to the restaurant. You looked over his face, unsure whether comforting him by putting your hand on his knee would work or worsen the situation.Â
âJiseok.â You whisper, the blonde looking at you, biting on the skin near his fingernail. âItâll be alright.â You reassure him, although you know the words wonât change anything.
Meeting his parents was nerve wracking. For the both of you. Partially because you didnât want to experience Jiseok having a breakdown because of getting caught but also because in your delusions they /had/ to like you because even if you canât actually date their son, they will believe you are.Â
His father greeted you politely but then his mother pulled you in a tight hug, excitedly saying something about you being sent from heaven for finally getting her son to change his mind. You laugh slightly uncomfortable, begging Jiseok to help you with your eyes, who was too caught up in his own head to realize.Â
Once you sit at the table, his mother instantly starts small talk. Well, more like a police interrogation. By her demeanor, you could tell sheâs not suspicious about the relationship being fake but rather extremely interested in how you convinced him to get into a relationship at all.Â
However, regardless of the reason, you could feel your so-called boyfriend tense next to you, the grip on his water glass getting slightly tighter. âAnd how did you two meet?â His mother asks, and you were about to go with the planned story but when Jiseokâs knee started moving up and down anxiously, you decided to change the plan.Â
âWe met through Gunil.â You reply, putting your hand on the blondeâs knee, earning a surprised look from the other, as this wasnât what you originally talked about. Originally, you were going to say that you two met at a concert and then kept bumping into each other, but seeing the way the older was close to sweating, you chose to say the truth. Kind of.
âOh?? You know Gunil?â His mother asks, surprised, and you nod as you caress Jiseokâs knee gently from under the table.
âHeâs one of my best friends. Jiseok needed help with girl problems and since he didnât know how to solve it, Gunil recommended he talks to me and then we justâŚgot along. Kept hanging out.â You smile politely, turning your head and looking into Jiseokâs eyes, who let out a small relieved breath, instantly calming down.Â
âAnd then I kept trying to find reasons to be around her.â The older whispers, and he looked strangely sincere as you smiled, choosing not to think about the pain in your chest.
You look back at his mom, who was very moved by the whole thing, especially as you mentioned how you had to grab his face and confess first because he wouldnât. Which was also not really a lie, since the day you agreed to keep up the act full-time, you had to be the one to seal the deal.Â
âHeâs not giving you a hard time, is he?â The woman asks, sipping on her wine as you shake your head with a playful sigh.
âItâs so hardâŚâ You barely get to say that, before Jiseok complains about how youâre mean and theyâll think he sucks as a boyfriend. You grin, turning to him and mocking him, letting a small noise in surprise when the older pecks your lips once, making you blush and shut up, slightly ducking your head.Â
Dinner was going well, your hand never leaving Jiseokâs knee unless it was to sip on your drink. âDid he talk to you about the wedding?â His father asks and you nod shortly, glancing at the man next to you when you feel his hand go to yours, fingers interlocking with yours as he caresses your knuckles for some comfort.Â
âI already talked to my parents about the trip, so there wonât be any issues, but I wanted to ask when I was supposed to get the trip tickets?â You frown, genuinely curious as you realize you and Jiseok didnât actually talk about the whens and hows of the wedding.
âOh, donât be silly! Weâll drive you there!â His mother smiles, making you blink quickly.Â
âOh thatâs fine you donât have to-â You start, anxious at the thought of having to be stuck with his parents in a car for hours, making sure you donât say anything that could blow your cover.
âI uh- actually already got the tickets.â Jiseok speaks up, and you widen your eyes at him. He is lying. âI thought it would be better if you guys didnât have to worry about it, and I want to spend some time with her before the wedding since Iâll be busy with best man things when we get there.â He finishes, and you look over his face, not believing how well heâs handling this.Â
âOh, thatâs great too, speak to Jooyeon and make sure he sends you the details since weâll already be there a few days earlier to help with preparations.â His father nods, and then you all keep eating as if nothing.Â
When his parents aren't looking, you look at your fake-boyfriend, who simply gives you a quick wink as he squeezes your hand once. Somehow, /you/ were the nervous one because what do you mean, you need to be stuck all alone on a trip with him, having him look all boyfriend and having no one else around so you could find an excuse to actually act the way you want to? You were so fucked.Â
When dinner was done, his parents offered to drive you two home but Jiseok insisted on walking, saying he wants to spend some more time with you since he missed you. Liar. He saw you a day ago, and itâs not like he actually wanted to be more around you, he just didnât want them to ask more questions.Â
Except he did want to be around you some more, because at dinner he understood that he can really rely on you, from the way you tried to comfort him to the way you chose to kind of say the truth just to make sure he doesnât feel too overwhelmed. He was gone. He was so gone.Â
âYour mom doesnât seem as bad as you made her seem.â You smile softly, walking besides him as you hug your arms.Â
âSheâs not a bad mom. Just a veryâŚpushy future-grandma.â He smiles back, making you laugh.Â
âSo you /do/ want to give her grandkids.â You tease, the taller throwing his head back.Â
âIf I donât she might die of heartbreak.â The older replies, taking off his jacket. âPlus, I never said I donât want to get married. Or have kids. I just don't want itâŚ/now/.â He corrects, putting his blazer over your shoulders. âSheâs just scared that by the time I do want it, itâll be too late for her.â He continues, and when he sees your pout, he adds with a smile. âShe is also perfectly healthy and simply overreacting.âÂ
âWhy donât you want to date?â You tilt your head, walking closer to him as you put your hands in the pockets of the blazer. âAre you too cool and smart for us mortals?â You joke.Â
Jiseok looks at you weirdly, poking your side. âIâm not that much of an ass!â He defends himself, shaking his head. âI just donât knowâŚI feel like itâs a lot of work. Seungminâs in a relationship and I hear about the fights and the jealousy and all that and it just seems like a headacheâŚand the relationships I've had before werenât that good soâŚâ He shrugs, looking at the street lights.
âAhâŚyouâre scared about the bad parts.â You hum, glancing at him. âDonât you think that there will be more good than bad if youâre with the right person, though?âÂ
Jiseok swallows, looking over your face, before turning his attention to the street again. âIâm not against it. If I were to find someone that wouldnât make me feel like Iâm difficult to love.â He says in a joking manner, but you could hear the hint of hurt and insecurity in his voice.Â
Jiseok was always easy-going and fun, and quite frankly the best person to have around because he knew how to make people feel good. He wasnât scared of vulnerability, but he was careful with whom he shared it with, something you know from Gunil. You couldnât help but feel pride, knowing he feels comfortable enough to open up even if itâs a little and disguised as a joke.Â
Maybe, although you canât be his lover, you could stay in his life as a friend, because having him as a friend is way better than never talking to him again after this whole charade is over.Â
You didnât know what to say, so you simply chuckle and keep walking, when Jiseok speaks up again. âThanks for tonight.âÂ
âThat was the deal, wasnât it?â You beam, looking up at him.
âI meant for telling the truthâŚsort of.â He clarifies, stopping in front of your apartment. You look over his face, feeling your heart beat faster when the guitarist nods his head towards the entrance. âYou should go inside, youâre freezing.â He whispers, and you wish you had an excuse to ask him to stay over or kiss him goodnight, but you donât so you simply smile softly.
âGoodnight, Jiseok.â You whisper back, your bodies too close to each other. And because Jiseok likes nothing more than to unknowingly make you suffer, he leans down and kisses your cheek once before leaving. You look at his figure getting further and purse your lips, wishing he did more than that.Â
Jiseok takes the long way home, trying to figure out how heâs supposed to justâŚstop being around you after the wedding. Heâs already used to the daily texts, the banter and the kissing, and he really wishes there would be a way for this to just keep going. Maybe if he pretends his mother will move into the city so you two have no other choice than to keep this up for a long time.Â
He chuckles to himself, shaking his head as he gets into his shared house, and takes a long shower. Having feelings for you was easy. Knowing what to do with those feelings was a whole different conversation.Â
He was the one to be annoying about how much this will not develop into something serious and yet here he is, at three in the morning, looking at the pictures in his phone like the stupid boy he is. He tears up that night. For the first time, he understands that he brought this upon himself.Â
He is stupid and in love and you probably are thinking of this as a fun acting job while hanging out with a friend. Except, you aren't. You are sad and in love and wondering if he would run away and move cities if you brought up the idea of actually being together.Â
You two already did almost everything couples did, what is the difference between the fake and real thing? Is there even a difference at this point?Â
The charade kept going like this for two more weeks. You two hanging out, learning more about each other, texting, kissing, and you started to wonder if Jiseok too, wants to learn more about you because he is interested in you the way you are, not because of a deal you two have.Â
âCan we talk?â You ask Gunil one evening, on your way to one of their shows.Â
âYeah, whatâs up?â The older frowns, getting in the car. You purse your lips, debating whether or not you should come clean with things. You knew that you agreed to make everyone believe itâs real, but you really needed a friend, just one person, that you could be honest with and talk about whatâs on your mind.
You didnât want to go to Hyeongjun, because you knew him well enough to predict his answer: just confess, talk it out. He was simple like that, and most times itâs exactly what you needed but right now, you didnât think you could handle his boldness although you knew he did it out of love and that it did, in fact, always work as a wake up call.
Gunil, however, was more fit for it this time around. Especially since he came up with the idea and after all, also knows Jiseok way better than Hyeongjun. The only thing making you not worry about the outcome, is the fact that he knew youâd rather deal with your own problems instead of having him go on a spy mission to figure out if Jiseok likes you back.Â
âI like Jiseok. A lot.â You breathe out, eyes closed. The drummer smiles to himself, stopping at a red light.
âI know.â The older replies, making you shake your head with a sigh.
âNo I mean- weâre not actually dating we just decided to make everyone think we are so itâll be easier for him to play along with it but we arenât and weâre supposed to stop this once the wedding is done but I-â You ramble in one breath, Gunil glancing at you knowingly, before looking at the road again.
âI know.â He repeats, amused at your stressed out expression.
âWhat do you mean you KNOW??? Did he tell you about it already?? THAT LIAR!â You groan, the other letting out a laugh.
âNo, I just know you two. Youâre both idiots and you might be good liars, but you suck ass at hiding things from me.â He answers, looking behind him as he parks the car next to the building they were supposed to perform at. âI was the one to suggest this to him, so I figured that when you said youâre actually together it was to make it more believable. Iâm not that dense, you know?â He smiles, taking the keys out of the car.
âWhy didnât you say anything?â You blink, unbuckling your seatbelt.Â
âYouâre right about him handling it easier like this. And with you, your feelings are your feelings, thatâs none of my business, you know?â He hums, turning to look at you. âBut is it that bad that you like him for real?âÂ
âYeah, it is.â You sigh, looking up as you swallow down the lump in your throat. âHe doesnât want a relationship, I knew it when we started this whole thing. I was fine with it too, I never really paid attention to him like that, he was justâŚone of your bandmates.âÂ
âHow do you know he wouldnât want to make it real?â The older man tilts his head, choosing to stay in the car with you until you finish the conversation.Â
âBecause heâs said itâŚso many times tooâŚâ You look down with a small voice. âThe only reason heâs so comfortable with me is because he knows he wonât have to worry about all the drama that a real relationship brings. He likes me because he knows I donât like him.âÂ
Gunil sighs, thinking for a few seconds before continuing the conversation. âDo you want advice or just to vent?âÂ
âAs long as the advice isn't to go talk to him, whatever you want.â You mumble, making the drummer let out a laugh.
âYou kids are so difficultâŚno wonder you look so good together.â He smiles to himself, shaking his head once again. âWellâŚif you donât talk to him, you have two choices. You either somehow get him to explicitly confess his true feelings for you once and for all, good or bad, orâŚyou slowly try to detach yourself from him and the situation by the time the wedding is over.âÂ
âArenât you supposed to be the mature one? None of those plans sound mature and responsible.â You squint, the other letting out a laugh.Â
âWell, my mature and responsible advice would be the same as Hyeongjunâs and since you donât want that, thatâs the best I can offer.â He answers unimpressed and you groan. Your phone rings with a notification from Jiseok saying heâs on his way, and you close to tear up.
Gunil opens his arms and pulls you into a tight hug as you pout, thanking him. Jiseok stops by the entrance, seeing the drummer's car but just as he was about to walk up to him, he notices the hug, jealousy piling up in his chest. âWhatâs with them?â Jungsu asks curiously from beside Jiseok, looking at the way Gunil ruffles your hair once before getting out of the car.Â
âThe fuck do I care?â Jiseok mumbles annoyedly, walking inside the venue and setting everything up, avoiding everyone until it was time to perform. You were in the first few rows and you kept looking at Jiseok and his perfectly styled hair and red guitar, but the other was looking everywhere but your direction.
Thatâs how the concert went. You look at Jiseok, and Jiseok looks at everyone else. You didnât know what happened, but you started to get worried that maybe he /knows/ and just doesnât want anything to do with you. Things get worse when you notice a girl in the front row cheering for him, the guitarist giving her a quick wink.
Asshole, youâre supposed to be taken. You think to yourself, pretending that when at the end of the gig he gave her his pick when she asked for it, you werenât about to throw up in jealousy.Â
When they step off the stage and go to the side, greeting and thanking people for coming, you notice the girl from before going to Jiseok first, excitedly talking to him. He brushes his hair back and laughs at something she said and if looks could kill, they would both be dead by now.Â
The other guys glance at each other and thatâs when you see Gunil open his mouth as if having a realization, when Jiseok gives him a dirty look while talking to the girl. The drummer canât help but chuckle because of course heâd be stupid enough to get jealous over a hug.Â
You were debating whether to let it slide or not but then you remembered. He was the one who needed to keep up the act at all times so if he wanted you to act like his girlfriend, you will do it even when it doesnât benefit him.Â
You walk up to the guys, crossing your arms as you look at Jiseok. âCould I have your number?â The girl asks, and you clear your throat, making the both of them look at you, the other guys holding back a laugh.Â
âOh- hi uh, sorry were you waiting in line for too long?â She asks apologetically, and you smile politely, shaking your head before glaring at the guitarist.Â
âNo, donât worry, I can wait for him. Just wanted to ask if he was gonna be taking long.â
âOh, you guys know each other?â The girl smiles and Jiseok purses his lips, finally realizing what this is about.Â
âYeah.â Is all Jiseok says, but you raise your eyebrows, arms crossed. Thatâs all? Thatâs all he had to say??? What type of fake-boyfriend is he??
âYeah, I just wanted to let my boyfriend know I have to go.â You say bitterly, admittedly hurt at his behavior. You knew you werenât actually dating but if everyone else thought you were, how was he flirting with random people a good look?Â
Jiseok parts his lips, about to speak but is interrupted by you speaking to the girl, still looking at him. âDonât worry, Itâs not your fault. You couldnât have known, itâs not like he told you.â Is all you say before leaving, trying to get out of the place before someone sees you crying.Â
It hurt. It hurt so much. Not only because it was stupid of him but because this was confirmation that he didnât feel anything about you, because if he truly likes you, he wouldnât let others flirt with him.Â
You tear up, sniffling as you walk to the bus station, hating how involved you got yourself in this mess.Â
Jiseok blinks once the words leave your mouth, exhaling before cursing to himself, apologizing before putting the guitar over his shoulder and rushing outside, trying to look for you. Heâs stupid, so so stupid. He let himself get jealous over a fucking hug and then acted like an asshole just to prove a point.Â
He shouldnât think much of it. After all, you might have made a scene just to keep up the whole girlfriend persona, but something about the tone of your voice made him uneasy. He walks to the nearest bus station hurriedly, and lets out a relieved breath when he spots you on the bench.Â
You quickly wipe your tears, looking at the cars passing by as you wait for the bus, when you feel someone sit besides you, smelling a familiar cologne. You turn your head around, only to be met with an out of breath and very guilty looking Jiseok. You gulp before looking in front of you again, the other sighing with his eyes closed, trying to find the right words.Â
He canât seem to find them though, so he does the next best thing that goes through his head and cups your jaw, making you look at him before he kisses you softly. You donât kiss back, because the last thing you need right now is to let even more of your emotions for him take control.Â
You pull away but keep your eyes on him, the older sighing. âIâm sorry.â You hum with a small nod, before looking back at the street.Â
âI know weâre not actually together, but you were the one to be so serious about making sure others believe us. I donât think flirting with other people while your friends know you have a girlfriend is a good look on us. Or you.â You say coldly, not wanting to look at him because you know youâll forgive him if you do.
âI-â He starts but then frowns. âI know, but itâs not a good look if you do it either.â He says childishly, copying your stance.
You blink a couple times, looking at him surprised. âWhat are you talking about?âÂ
âYou and Gunil. In the car. It looked really bad. Not like I care.â He scoffs, making you widen your eyes. He canât be serious. âIf you like him and heâs fine with us keeping up an act until the wedding itâs whatever, but the others-âÂ
âYou canât possibly mean the hug. Please tell me you donât mean the hug.â You gape dumbfounded, not believing the words that are coming out of the otherâs mouth.
âIt looked like a very intimate hug.â He mumbles, kicking a rock with his foot.Â
âSo you thought the best way to go about it was to flirt with someone too?â You raise your voice in disbelief.
âSo you /were/ flirting!â He widens his eyes, pointing at you. You widen your eyes too, covering your face with a groan.Â
âNo I wasnât! But you know who was?? You!!â You accuse, pointing your finger at him as well.
âHow was I flirting??? We were just talking and suddenly she wanted my number!â He defends himself, putting his hands up. âYou!! You were all over Gunil!! Feeling his muscles!! The guys saw it, they probably think iâm such a lame boyfriend you arenât satisfied enough!! It ruined my rep!!â He whines.
âYour REP??â You scoff, rolling your eyes. âYour rep is that of a stupid idiot, thatâs your rep.â You grumble. âYou were the one to give her your pick!âÂ
âWhat does that have to do with anything?? How is that flirting??? Iâm just being a cool artist and interacting with my fans!!â He debates, getting up.Â
âWell you could interact less! Took you long enough to say you have a girlfriend!!â You complain, getting up as well. âWhat?? You think we have to keep this up only when itâs convenient for you?? You were the one that wanted to pretend itâs real! That includes turning down people that flirt with you until the wedding is done!! And not give them your pick!!â You point out annoyedly.Â
Jiseok bites back a smile, hands on his hips. âDo we need to have the whole dramatic jealousy relationship fight too?? Canât we skip it??â He whines, throwing his head back.
âOh no, no no! Donât put this on me, Kwak Jiseok! You know Iâm right! Itâs your fuck up, you fix it.â You nod and Jiseokâs heart hurts. It hurts with love because youâre so cute and your nose is pink and he never thought he would ever experience having a fight with someone while the only thing on his mind was how much he wants to kiss said person.Â
âWhat?!â You ask angrily when you see him break into a huge grin, but instead of answering, the man simply pulls you close to him by your belt loops before cupping your face and kissing you lovingly. You whine, hitting his chest, but instead of pulling away, the blonde pecks you hard multiple times, mumbling âsorryâ every peck.
You pout annoyed at how good he is at damage control but kiss back, hands on his shoulders, yelping when he picks you up slightly to kiss you a bit more. âThatâs not fixing it.â You mumble, knowing you already forgot why you were mad in the first place.Â
Jiseok mocks you cutely, before pulling away and reaching for something in his pocket. You watch him grab a pick youâve seen him always carry around although he never uses it and then he takes out one of your earrings.
Youâre about to complain when he takes his lighter and heats up the hook, but he shushes you concentrated as he makes a hole in his pick quickly, before blowing on the earring and putting it back in your ear. âGive me your necklace.â You blink at him confused but do as he says.Â
After a couple seconds, Jiseok walks closer to you and looks down at you as he clips back the necklace around your neck, which now has his pick as a charm. You let out a small breath, touching it as the older smiles.Â
âThere, now you canât complain about me being a bad fake boyfriend. You got my lucky pick. Arguably way more important than any other pick. Fake girlfriend privileges.â He nods, and you really might sob in front of him this time.
âAre you sure-â You start but the other wraps his arms around your waist.Â
âYeah. Youâre right. And Iâm sorry for being stupid. Plus, this way youâre forced to come to all my shows even after the wedding so you can bring me good luck.â He says playfully. âAnd like this you can brag about how romantic and amazing of a boyfriend I am to everyone so you fix my reputation.âÂ
You roll your eyes with a small laugh, slapping his arm jokingly. âOh so this is just about your reputation, huh?âÂ
âPft, of course.â He grins, leaning down and pulling you into another kiss. This time, you kiss back and you silently pray that thereâs more to his gesture than method acting, even though you know there isnât. The bus arrives and you kiss him once more, before hurriedly catching it, smiling to yourself as you look at the pick through the window reflection.
You get home and think about the conversation you had with Gunil. He's right. You sit on the couch fidgeting with the pick, smiling to yourself. Maybe trying to make Jiseok fall in love with you wonât be that hard. After all, worst case scenario, he just never confesses and youâll have to deal with the already expected heartbreak.Â
Jiseok walks into the building feeling giddy, unable to stop smiling when thinking about the interaction from before. Maybe it wouldnât be that bad if he just said fuck it and confessed.
He was considering asking Hyeongjun for his insight since heâs your good friend but as soon as he knocks on the door, having forgotten his keys inside before leaving, heâs met with the guitaristâs messy hair, wrinkled shirt and wide eyes.Â
The older raises his eyebrows, head tilting when he hears ruffling from inside the place, the other holding the door open just enough for only his head to peek through. When the blonde takes a step forward to get into the house, Hyeongjun holds the door, blocking him.Â
âYou need to leave.â He says hurriedly.Â
âLea-Hyeongjun I live here!â Jiseok whines, grabbing the door handle.Â
âNo. Not tonight. I need you gone. Now.â The other replies in a whisper, glancing back into the house for a split second, before returning his attention to the other.
âAre you seriously sexiling me right now?!â Jiseok widens his eyes, baffled, pinching his nose. âWhere am I supposed to go??âÂ
âDonât you have a girlfriend? Go spend some time together! Please, Iâll pay for your strings for the next three months.â He begs and the blonde squints, arms crossed.Â
âSix.â Hyeongjun gapes, but eventually agrees with a quick nod. âCan you at least give me my keys??â The guitarist scoffs, grabbing them before leaving annoyedly. Great. Now he has to come over to your place and youâll think heâs weird and clingy.Â
You were daydreaming on the couch, still not having changed your clothes or eaten since you got back from the gig, when you heard an aggressive knock on the door. When you open the door, youâre met with a heavy breathing and visibly annoyed fake-boyfriend.
âHi uh...can I crash over tonight?â Jiseok asks, scrunching his face. You blink at him in confusion, tilting your head. âHyeongjun has someone over. He kicked me out. Told me to go spend some time with my girlfriend.â He complains, voice desperate.Â
You hold back a laugh but nod, moving out of the way so he could get inside the apartment, not realizing the stupid smile on your face. âWhat?â Jiseok asks in a whine, putting his backpack down as you cross your arms. âArenât you supposed to want to help me as my girlfriend?â He asks annoyed, and god he looks kissable.Â
âI didnât say anything.â You whisper, before patting his chest once and walking away. âIâm gonna shower.â
âI saw the judging look in your eyes!! You should feel sorry for me, not laugh at me!!â He yells after you, as you giggle, waving a hand at him dismissively. Jiseok sits in the middle of your living room, hands on his hips as he mentally casts a hex on his flatmate.Â
You were planning on changing into some old sweats but since Jiseok was over, you decided to put in motion your new plan to make him fall in love with you. You wrap the towel around your body, and walk out of the bathroom, bumping into the other on the hallway, his eyes close to popping out of his head when he sees you.
âI-woah you-â He starts but covers his eyes with his hand. âI mean, I just- wanted to go use the bathroom I didnât mean to-â He rambles as you chuckle.Â
âYou can look, itâs not like Iâm naked.â You roll your eyes, walking closer to him and whispering in his ear. âAnd even if I was, would that be a big deal since Iâm your girlfriend?âÂ
Jiseokâs brain just got fried. Forever. He tries to reply but no words come out as you walk into the bedroom to change. Thatâs when it hits him. He doesnât have to worry about rejection if you actually like him, so why not justâŚmake you fall in love with him? Yes, exactly. Heâs so smart.
So, he goes and showers as well, and just so casually forgets to ask if you had any clothes you could lend him. He, so sadly, is left with no other choice than to wrap the towel lowly around his waist and go into your room while brushing his damp hair back.
You were now changed into your arguably best looking pajamas, a tightly fitted tank top and some short shorts, scrolling on your phone in bed. When you hear Jiseokâs voice you turn your head, and have to hold back a cough. Oh. Oh. He was evil. Vile. Disgusting. And soâŚso very hot.Â
Jiseok tries to hide the way he had to stop in his tracks and check you out, but itâs not like you noticed, considering you were too focused on not letting your eyes travel to his happy trail. You get up and grab a pair of sweatpants you had and an oversized shirt and give them to him, and you two sit on the couch as you wait for the pizza to get made, talking about the gig.
Somehow, you two ended up talking about how good he used to look with blue hair, when he showed you a photo of his first ever gig. âWhy did you drop the color??â You gasp while looking at the phone with wide eyes.
âAh, I just got tired of it, you know? I wanted to keep the blonde for a while, but I wouldnât mind getting it done again.â He hums, without giving it much thought.Â
âI always wanted blue peekaboo hair! We should totally get matching hairstyles. Couples do that.â You nod as a joke, but Jiseokâs eyes widen, as if he got an idea. âNo. No way- are you serious??â You laugh with wide eyes, covering your mouth.
The guitarist looks at his watch, getting up in a hurry and putting his hoodie on you. âCâmon, thereâs a 24h convenience store nearby, isnât it?â He smiles and you giggle, putting on shoes and grabbing your keys with a nod.Â
âAre you sure??â You ask as you two rush out of the building.
âThe weddingâs in like a week anyways, what better time to get a makeover?â The older shrugs, walking into the store.Â
âDo you have any preference?â You ask, trying to find the hair products aisle, but get interrupted by Jiseok calling you over to look at something.Â
âOh my god, I always wanted to try these.â He grins with an excited expression, showing you the snacks.
âWasabi kitkats?â You raise your eyebrows. âI thought we were here for hair dye?â You smile at the olderâs cute pleading look, rolling your eyes as you grab two and head towards the hair aisle, a happy Jiseok following you behind.Â
âDo you know any of the brands?â You frown, trying to find familiar names.
âNot reallyâŚconsidering how cheap they are, iâll be pleased if they donât burn my hair off.â He jokes, and you gasp, eyes almost popping out of your head.Â
âBURN!â You yell, grabbing two random blue colored bottles without looking at the tag, hurrying to the exit, and when Jiseok looks at you confused, you yelp. âTHE PIZZA! WE LEFT THE OVEN ON!â You whine worriedly, the older becoming fanatic as well.
âNO, YOU MEAN /YOU/ LEFT THE OVEN ON!â He corrects, running with you. You yell something about him being annoying as he yells something about you not being responsible.Â
You rush into your house, breathing heavily as you head straight to the oven, turning it off after getting out the very much burned pizza. You cough, waving the smoke off as you look at the blonde tiredly. âFoodâs doneâŚâ You mumble, the older getting closer to the pizza with a disgusted look.
âMore like poison.â He grimaces after trying to take a bite. You huff, grabbing two cups of instant noodles and turning on the stove, when the older gently pushes you away. âYeah no, I'll take it from here. You have a bad history with hot stuffâŚâ He holds back a laugh, as you hit his arm annoyedly, taking out more ingredients to add to the plain soup.
Now that you think about it, the whole thing was painfully domestic. Cooking a meal with your boyfriend as you shared small smiles and talked about whatever, Jiseok kissing your cheek as an apology when he almost hit your head with one of the cabinets and you mocking him just to make him kiss you once again.Â
It was perfect. It was perfect and it hurt so much. Eventually, you two finally get to eat and decide to get straight to dyeing your hair, doing Jiseokâs first since it was more work. You squeeze the dye in the small container and mix it with the solution, throwing the bottles in the trash can, not thinking much of the odd looking color.Â
You spread it across Jiseokâs hair and wrap it in a towel, before putting the color in your hair as well, taking the liberty to give your fake-boyfriend a skincare routine in the meantime as payment for helping him.
âOw! Be more gentle, will you? My face is the moneymaker.â He mutters as you start plucking on his eyebrows, sitting on his lap as his arms loop around your waist loosely, both of you having your hair put up in showercaps.Â
âYouâre such a crybaby. At least itâs not your leg hair I'm plucking.â You scoff, grabbing his cheeks and getting closer, concentrating on not messing up his eyebrow shape.Â
Jiseok looks over your face with a soft expression, feeling his heart swell at your cute frown and suddenly, being in a relationship didnât seem so bad. You look over his face when his eyes close for you to put hydrating cream on his face, and you pout to yourself. Kwak Jiseok, why canât you just confess?Â
When youâre done and take the showercap out of Jiseokâs head, you widen your eyes, covering your mouth. Oh no.
âEverything okay?â He frowns, not knowing his hair is now hot pink, since you had the amazing idea of dying it in the living room, where he couldnât see the outcome until you washed it off.
âY-yeah, you look- you look great!â You laugh nervously, hurriedly covering his eyes when he tries to take a glance at himself through the tv behind him. âLetâs wash it off. Justâ keep your eyes closed so dye doesnât get in your eyes. At all times.â You instruct hurriedly, walking him to the bathroom and washing away the dye as you pray to all the gods out there that when he sees his new hair he at least kills you in a quick and painless manner.Â
You stay painfully quiet, mentally cursing yourself for not reading the tag on the bottle, close to crying because Jiseok mentioned how much he /hates/ pink hair on himself. You quickly wash yours before running out of the bathroom, before Jiseok could kill you.Â
You barely manage to get into your bedroom, when you suddenly hear a scream accompanied by your name, a very wide eyed Jiseok entering the bedroom with damp pink hair and no shirt on, pointing to his head and you could swear you can see smoke coming out of his ears in anger.
âWHAT IS THIS??â He yells with a whine, and you wince, trying to hide under the blanket. âNO! YOU CANâT HIDE!! WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED??? I THOUGHT WE AGREED ON BLUE!â The guitarist screams, getting on top of you on the bed, pulling the blanket off you and looking down at you.
âDoes it help knowing mine is pink too?â You smile pained, showing your pink peekaboo.
âNO!â He answers fanatically. âDID YOU DO THIS ON PURPOSE??? WAS IT BECAUSE I ASKED FOR KIT KATS?? IF YOU WANTED ME TO PAY YOU I COULDâVE GIVEN YOU MONEY!âÂ
âI DIDNâT MEAN TO!! THE BOTTLES WERE BLUE!! WHO MAKES BLUE BOTTLES FOR PINK HAIR DYE? BLAME THE HAIR COMPANY!â You complain, trying to get away but Jiseok grabs a pillow and hits you gently with it.
âWHAT TYPE OF PERSON SEES PINK COLORED PAINT AND THINKS TO THEMSELVES OH YEAH, THIS WILL DEFINITELY TURN OUT BLUE??â He scoffs, groaning when you grab the pillow hitting him instead.
âDONâT BLAME ME!! YOU WERE THE ONE TO DISTRACT ME!!â You defend yourself, the both of you now having a pillow fight, before Jiseok huffs and throws your pillow away as he puts his behind his head, sighing tiredly.Â
âI canât believe I became what I hated mostâŚâ He reflects dramatically, and you purse your lips feeling guilty.Â
âIâm sorry, reallyâŚI didnât mean to, my head was just- in another place.â You whisper looking down, because saying youâve been too distracted by the idea of being his actual girlfriend wasnât an option. âIf you hate it that much we can dye it black or something tomorrowâŚâ You mumble, the other staring at you, before he smiles with a chuckle, shaking his head.
âYouâre so stupid.â He sighs, grinning, ruffling your hair. âLeave it, itâs whatever. At least we still match.â He couldnât even be mad about you dyeing his hair in the one color he didnât want because you looked too cute and because admittedly, having pink hair wasnât that bad if it meant matching with you.Â
You look at him with a sad expression, but the older one gets closer to you on the bed, shoulder brushing with yours. âI think you look really good, if it counts for anything.â You admit in a small voice, the guitarist looking at you amused.
âYouâre so cute when you feel bad about something.â He chimes and you scoff, pushing him away, failing to hold back a smile.Â
He stays next to you, groaning playfully when he catches a glimpse of himself through the tv screen. You glance over his exposed chest, down to his abs and let out a small breath, before reverting your attention back to the tv. He didnât just look good with the new hair.Â
He looked disgustingly attractive, somehow even more than he already was, and you were starting to thank yourself for being in a hurry because this might be the best mistake youâve ever made. Jiseok turns his head to look at the way your shorts expose your skin and the low cut of the tanktop, eyes not leaving your body when you look at him again.Â
Jiseokâs been attracted to you. For a long time. He doesnât know if itâs the whole spending a whole day together glued to you pretending to be your boyfriend or the chemicals in his hair eating away his brain, but he finds himself making a move he would not be able to do if it wasnât for the smell of hair dye stuck in his nostrils.Â
âYou knowâŚif weâre gonna be together at the weddingâŚâ He starts, licking his lips as his eyes travel down your body again. âWe should really get comfortable with each other.âÂ
You feel your breath hitch, excitement building up in your chest. Your eyes fixate on his happy trail before they move up to his stomach, chest, lips and finally his eyes. âYeah, we should make sure thereâs nothing we havenât done as a coupleâŚâ You breathe out, the older nodding once.
You two look at each other still in place for a second, before you lean into a kiss at the same time, hands going into Jiseokâs hair as he puts you on top of his lap with your legs each side. He starts kissing you harder, hands pressing on your waist as you pull him closer, grabbing his hair with a small moan.Â
âAre you sure?â The pink haired man pulls away for a split second, but you simply take your top off, making him look up at you.
âYeah, we need to practice our chemistry and all.â You exhale, letting out a noise when the older grabs your legs, turning you two around to grind on you, kissing you messily. You let out a pleased groan, grinding on his knee.
You pull on his bottom lip, nails dragging over his chest, earning a grunt from the guitarist, whose hand was grabbing your ass, still a bit hesitant as his mouth moved on your neck. If you two were about to take this step, might as well take advantage of it and make sure itâs the best sex heâs ever had, so that even if he tries to forget you he wonât be able to.Â
You look up at him, licking his bottom lip before kissing his jaw, moving one of his hands under your shorts. âJiseok?â You whisper, the other stopping briefly to let you go on. âI want it hard.â
âFuckâŚâ Is all he says in a shudder, before starting to move his fingers against your clit. You arch your back, pulling on his hair while biting your bottom lip.
If kissing him made you dizzy, this was justâŚtoo much to take. The guitarist moves two fingers inside you, thrusting them slowly as you moan out his name when you feel your hands be taken out of his hair and pinned on the mattress, chasing his lips.Â
Jiseok lets out a shaky breath at the sight before kissing you hungrily, hand leaving your wrists and going down your body again, massaging your chest as you exhale, tilting your head back when he speeds up his pace.
âPlease-â You grunt, grabbing his hair and letting out yet another moan when you see him kiss down your chest, eventually licking your clit slowly while his fingers thrust inside you at a fast pace. Oh he was good.Â
You feel yourself close to cumming when Jiseok suddenly stops, looking up at you with a satisfied smirk as he takes his pants off. Youâre about to complain but stop, parting your lips when you see him open the condom with his teeth, messy pink hair falling on his face. You feel him slowly enter inside you, earning a whimper from you as you kiss him passionately, hands grabbing his shoulders.
âJerk.â You whisper with a grin, moaning when he thrusts once hard with a small laugh, before kissing you again, letting out small grunts when your hands go into his hair, his thumbs pressing on your waist.Â
You pull him closer, nails dragging against his back when he thrusts harder and faster, hands gripping on the pillow on each side of you for better support, leaving marks on your collar bones. You roll your eyes back with a gasp when one of his hands goes down to your clit and starts moving his fingers over it as his thrusts get slower and deeper, but still as hard. Holy shit.Â
Jiseok moans your name as you scratch his back, fastening his pace and he grabs your waist and lifts your lower back from the bed for a better angle, and you might pass out. You gasp, hands gripping on his shoulders, as he chuckles amused. âYou sure you can handle it?â He whispers teasingly in your ear, and God, this side of him really is something else.Â
You breathe quickly, but grab his neck pulling him in a hard messy kiss, smiling to yourself when you feel him shudder, nails dragging from his neck to his chest. You pull on his hair as you arch your back, moving on him at the same pace as his thrusts.Â
âShitâŚâ Jiseok moans, head burying in your neck as he grabs your ass, nails digging into your skin as one moves up to your ribs then the side of your neck, grabbing your jaw before kissing you with tongue. Yeah, you were definitely going to do this again. You were so so very fucked and so so very gone for each other.Â
You cum when Jiseok pulls away from the kiss, holding your waist as he thrusts harder, head thrown back as he moans your name. He didnât take long to finish either, and you could swear your vision was blurry.Â
You pull him in a slow, tired kiss, exchanging small giggles between the kisses, Jiseok whisper-asking if youâre alright. You simply nod with a satisfied hum, still kissing him. Eventually you pull away from each other to catch your breaths, laying next to each other as you process what just happened.
Jiseok was in heaven. He was certain of it. That was the best sex of his life and it made him think that even if you donât have feelings for him, maybe he wouldnât mind letting you use him for his body.Â
To say you were fucked out of your mind is an understatement. It was the first time when your first time with someone wasnât weird or awkward or where you had to instruct them with every move. All you had to do was tell Jiseok what you wanted and he /did it/. You were starting to feel angry. What do you mean Iâm supposed to just not have him in my life after this?
You two share a look, chuckling at the same time, before the guitarist looks at the ceiling, brushing his hair back as he catches his breath. You canât help but smile to yourself when he gets up to help clean up and you notice the scratches on his back.Â
âAre you sure you donât mind?â You ask in a shy voice, looking at the older as he wipes you clean. He was about to ask when you mean, when he notices your eyes traveling to his shoulders.
âWhy would I? Theyâre from my girlfriend.â He smiles reassuringly with a quick wink, changing back into his sweatpants and putting some more comfortable clothes on you than the ones before. You two stay glued to each other for the rest of the night, laying in comfortable silence while sharing small kisses until you fall asleep with your head on Jiseokâs chest.Â
Luckily, things didnât really get awkward except the morning after when you two just stared at each other in disbelief from opposite sides of the room after jumping out of bed when you remembered last nightâs events. Thankfully, you both kept repeating that it was for the charade and what not so, it quickly got brushed off.
Except you never stopped thinking about it. The way he was looking at you as if you were the only person he wanted to be with, the way he knew exactly what to do and how to do it. Everything about that night was stuck in a constant loop in your head.Â
And as if you didnât already have it bad enough, it happened again. It took five days and a garage birthday party with Jiseok looking stupidly good for it to happen again. Two hours into the party, you see Jiseok take out a blunt, rolling it up as you raise your eyebrow from beside him.
âWhat?âs my birthdayâŚâ He huffs, putting the joint between his lips.
âI didnât know you smoked.â You reply, looking as the other lights up the joint and puts it between his lips.
âNot usually. Itâs for when my anxiety gets really bad.â He admits with a sad smile. âUnfortunately, itâs not because Iâm cool.â
You blink a few times, getting closer to him on the couch, music still blasting through the speakers. âWhatâs wrong?â You try, but the older simply shakes his head with a dismissive chuckle.
âNah, donât worry about it. Just a lot of stuff, probably the wedding too.â He says before taking a puff, looking at the ceiling. It wasnât a lie. He was stressed because of the wedding, but he was even more stressed about everything going on between you two.Â
That night was a night he doesnât think heâll ever forget. He realized that somehow, you made him feel loved without even trying and even if it was pretend, he didnât want to let go of that feeling. He wanted you to keep making him feel loved and he wanted to keep making you feel loved.
He was starting to get angry every time the wedding was brought up, knowing that the time he had with you was getting shorter and shorter and that there was no way to change it, because even after all of this, you didnât confess, and it would be an ass move to ask for a real relationship of you when heâs been the one to keep denying one for as long as he has.Â
You look over Jiseokâs face when he puts you on his lap bridal style, one of them caressing your inner thigh. âIâm fine.â You werenât going to kiss him, really, but it was hard not to when one of his arms was wrapped securely around your waist while smoking.Â
You take the joint out of his lips but before he could protest you replace it with your lips, kissing the other slowly, your free hand cupping his jaw. Jiseok says something about how he wants his joint back but you simply kiss him slower and more passionately, tongue running over his bottom lip, the hand that was cupping his cheek now going into his hair. You take a sharp breath when he moves you on top of him with your legs on each side, hands on your thighs.Â
âThe ash-â The older mumbles in the kiss, making you pull away slightly to tap it to the ashtray before taking a puff and kissing him again. At that, Jiseok lets out a shaky breath. âHoly shit-â Is all he says before he kisses you harder, hands bringing your body closer so your chest is now pressed onto his.
You wouldnât usually do all this in public but to be fair the garage was pretty dark and everyone was already too drunk to care that the birthday boy is currently making out with his so-called girlfriend. Besides, youâd much rather take his mind off things by kissing him than watching him smoke.Â
You let out a small noise when you feel his hands rest on your ass while caressing it gently and pull on his bottom lip lightly, joint still between your fingers.Â
Jiseok massages your thighs before moving his hand on your sides and then back on your ass, humming pleased when he feels your breaths getting heavier. You pull away just enough to stop kissing and look at him while licking your lips. Trying to regulate your breathing turns out to be a failure when the man looks at you slightly amused, eyes fixated on you as he leans lower to put the joint between his lips and takes a puff from it.Â
You blink a few times, this time being you the one who lets a heavy breath, subconsciously getting closer on his lap. Jiseok smiles lazily before kissing you slowly, putting out the joint on the ashtray without pulling away. His hand goes under your shirt, caressing your ribs first and then massaging your chest. You whine in the kiss, hugging him closer.
Kissing Jiseok felt good, you already knew that, but this was soâŚwoah. It might just be the dizziest you have ever gotten from just making out with someone and it might just be the most attractive and hottest thing you have ever experienced. The olderâs back is now resting against the backrest and you really donât know how youâre supposed to pretend youâre not feeling everything you could feel and more.Â
âJiseok we should stop-â You whisper almost in a whine when he pulls you closer on his lap making you involuntarily grind once and let out a small groan.Â
The pink haired boy pulls away slightly to kiss your neck and then jaw, before whispering in your ear. âWhy?â
âI- people-â You exhale, breath hitching when his hand slowly moves lower from your chest to your pants, slowly sliding it in.Â
âTheyâre not looking.â He whispers, kissing your jaw. âAre you sure you want to stop, baby?â Oh, heâs mean. First time to use an endearment term and itâs to get in your pants. Worst part? It worked.
You let out an annoyed grunt before getting off him and grabbing his hand, walking out of the garage in a hurry, not waiting to fully get into his room before you pull him closer by his flannel collar and kiss him hard, the other walking inside after locking the door and pushing you on the bed, getting on top of you.
He was about to take his flannel off before you stop him and instead pull him closer, grinding on his thigh as you grip onto his hair with one hand, your nails lightly tracing over his neck.Â
âI know I look really good in this outfit and you like the idea of me fucking you with the flannel on but Iâm gonna get hyperthermia.â He pulls away for a bit and you giggle, helping him take off his clothes as he takes off yours.
âYouâre no fun.â You tease, kissing him more, pulling him closer by his waist, making the other moan, body almost falling on you at the feeling.Â
âWe can save it for next time, when the AC is on.â He mumbles playfully, and you pretend you donât get giddy at the idea of this happening again.Â
After you catch your breaths and change into comfortable clothes, the party long forgotten, you look at him while caressing his hair. Your thumb then brushes against his cheek, kissing his temple once. Jiseok looks at you with doe eyes, and your heart breaks, wishing you could do something to make whatever is on his mind go away.Â
Thatâs when you notice a tear staining his cheek and you blink quickly, instantly hugging his neck and playing with his hair. When he wraps his arms around your waist, you can only close your eyes tightly and let out a shaky breath.Â
Jiseok lets himself cry for the first time in front of you, and you donât know if you should feel grateful or worried. Instead of asking why, you pull away slightly to wipe his tears with your thumbs, kissing his forehead. âYou know Iâm here for you, right?â You ask softly.Â
The guitarist looks over your face for a split second before gulping, thinking to himself: Yeah, but for how long? He wondered if he could stretch this out for just a bit more, but instead of wasting his time on that, he decided to focus on the present, when your nose was brushing against his.Â
Jiseok kisses you. He kisses you more lovingly and needingly than youâve ever been kissed. You wondered if it was some sick plan to put salt on the wound because he already knew you loved him. He too, wondered if you squishing his face as you kissed back equally, if not more lovingly, was some sick plan to put salt on the wound because you already knew he loved you.Â
He texted Seungmin letting him know they could just keep up the party until Hyeongjun got tired of everyone and kicked them out because he was going to stay inside the house since he wasnât feeling well.
Which again, wasnât a lie. The last thing Jiseok wanted right now was a party. The only thing he wanted, even needed, was to be with you. You two changed into comfortable clothes, the older calling you cute every five minutes just because you were wearing his sweatpants and one of his big hoodies.Â
âI didnât get to give you my present.â You smile, reaching into your backpack from where you were sitting on the bed talking as he played guitar. You grin, holding a small bag in front of him, the man smiling softly.Â
âYou didnât have to get me anything.â He chuckles, but you could see the glint in his eyes.
âOf course I did! What type of girlfriend do you think I am?â You ask cutely, purposefully leaving out the fake part, just to watch Jiseokâs reaction, but when he seems unbothered by it, you figure it was because he was too excited about the present to realize.
Jiseok however, was overly aware of it, but figured it was a simple slip up. A slip up that made his heartbeat go over a hundred, and although he didnât want to give himself false hope, he still couldnât hold back a smile.Â
âAh please donât get your hopes upâŚitâs really notâŚâ You wince, but he shushes you, breaking into a huge smile as he looks at the pick holder keychain. âItâs not that good because I made it myself, but I know you always lose them and you have them scattered all over the place so I asked Hyeongjun to help me figure out the best shape for it and-â You explain nervously, getting interrupted by the older pulling you in a happy kiss, hands cupping your cheeks.Â
You kiss back, blush spreading across your face, looking into his eyes after he pulls away enough to rest his forehead on yours and peck you multiple times. âItâs really the best birthday present ever, thank you.â
âNow youâre just being dramaticâŚâ You roll your eyes still smiling, the older enjoying your annoyed expression as he mocks you, happily putting his picks in his new keychain.Â
You look at him lovingly, whining when he bites your cheek and squishes your face as a thanks, before laying his head on your lap with his guitar on his stomach, playing some blues song you definitely donât know the name of.
Jiseok spends his birthday like that. Doing the two things he loves most: playing guitar and spending time with you. Thatâs how he spends the days leading up to the wedding as well. You knew he was overly clingy and you figured it was because he must feel guilty for having to reject you when this whole thing is over.Â
Preparing for the trip, you couldnât stop thinking that maybe you should just say fuck it and confess and deal with whatver outcome, but it was really hard to convince yourself that Jiseok rejecting you would be bearable when he made sure to pack everything with you and buy you snacks for the ride and let you sleep on his shoulder while on the bus.Â
Midway through the trip, you both take the bathroom break at a gas station and spend the next 30 minutes arguing over who exactly is at fault for almost missing the bus. âWho even shits in a gas station?!â You whisper yell, snuggling closer to him in your seat.
âIâm lactose intolerant! Itâs your fault for not getting me the right type of coffee!â He gasps, thumbs caressing your shoulder, and against his complaints he is smiling.Â
âYouâre grown! Shouldâve ordered your own coffee!â You argue with a scoff, burying your head in his neck.
âItâs a favor you should do me as my girlfriend. And youâre grown enough to remember an order!â He defends himself, and you mock him, kissing him once annoyed, the other kissing you once as well, scoffing too.Â
You two smile to yourselves, and continue watching the movie on the screen, too caught up in the playful banter and the kisses to worry about the deal being off in a few hours. When you get to the resort, you greet his parents and his bandmates since Jooyeon, Jiseokâs cousin, was the bass player.Â
âI canât believe youâre getting married before any of us.â Seungmin tsks, shaking his head as Jooyeon pokes his tongue out at the man, walking you to your rooms.
You and Jiseok walk into your shared room, dropping down on the bed exhausted. The manâs back barely gets to touch the mattress before a knock on the door makes him jump out of it with a groan, only to be met with his mother, telling him he needs to come with her.
You glance at him with a sad expression, tiredness clear on his face and get up, kissing his cheek when he comes near the bed. âI think Iâm gonna kill myself before the wedding.â He complains.
âYouâll be fine, let me know If I can help, yeah?â You say softly, caressing his cheeks as the guitarist loops his arms around your waist tiredly with a nod.Â
âWeâre gonna have rehearsals today, so donât get too comfortable in bed.â Your fake-boyfriend hums, pecking you once before leaving with a wave.Â
You smile sadly. Tomorrow is going to be the last night you can use the excuse of method acting and Jiseok still hasnât confessed. Your mind was all over the place, trying to figure out if confessing would really be that bad, because a part of your delusional brain is convinced he likes you but wonât confess.Â
That day, you and Jiseok didnât really get to be together. He was too busy to let himself be nervous about keeping up with the whole charade, especially since you two had to be in different places at different times. You werenât one of the bridesâ maids because you didnât know her that well, so you spend your day helping in other ways like making sure everyone was where they were supposed to be and whatnot.Â
âI didnât expect you to get so involved in the wedding.â Seungmin speaks from behind you as you are carrying some flowers to the tables.Â
âJiseokâs mom asked me to help. Plus, you guys already have enough work to do.â You reply casually, unable to shake the nervous feeling.Â
Seungmin takes some flowers to the table as well, humming. âI meant because you two arenât dating.â The older clarifies, and you blink, turning to him as a shaky breath escapes your lips.Â
âWhat are you talking about?â You laugh anxiously, turning to look at him.Â
âYou guys might fool his mom, but I think you forget we see each other every single day.â The keyboardist answers coldly. âLook, I donât know why you did this, but I do know I donât want to see him have a breakdown because of you.âÂ
âI-â You frown, getting closer to him. âThis was his idea, but I told him we should keep up the act with everyone because it made him really anxious to lie to you guys. So weâre together. Kinda. Not really but-âÂ
âAnd what do you plan on doing after tomorrow? Drop him?â The taller asks, crossing his arms, and you tilt your head hurt.
âI donât want to hurt Jiseok, Seungmin.â You gulp, looking into his eyes. âI like him.âÂ
âI know that.â The older admits, making you blink quickly, taken aback. âYouâre not that good at hiding it. The only thing Iâm asking of you is to not mess with his head. I think we both know him well enough by now to know heâs well in over his head with this.â
You lick your lips letting out a sigh. âHe doesnât like me like that. Heâll be fine.â
âAre you trying to convince me or yourself of that?â The taller wonders, pursing his lips. âLook, I like you, but Jiseok doesnât deserve to go through this type of thing again. He doesnât fall often but when he does, he falls hard.â You were about to ask what he meant by that, but the man was already walking away.
âSeungmin, wait.â You call out, grabbing his arm gently, getting in front of him. âPlease donât-âÂ
âI wonât tell on you two, Iâm not an ass, and I know it would make Jiseok hyperventilate if he knew others know.â Seungmin reassures you, earning a small relieved sigh from you before he leaves.Â
Great. You were fucked. Now his best friend hates you.Â
Jiseok comes into the room after a while, groaning and dropping his head on your shoulder in exhaustion as you caress his hair. âEverything okay?âÂ
âLee Jooyeon, you will pay for this!!â He whines, making you let out a small laugh, trying to push down the unsettling feelings you have from the conversation with Seungmin.Â
The rest of the day was pretty calm for you, except the reception rehearsal where Jiseokâs mom wouldnât stop dropping indirects about how beautiful this is and how special two people uniting in marriage is and whatnot, and Jiseok was getting more and more nervous as hours passed.
âSorry my aunt is making you work so much, I think sheâs trying to pretend this is Your wedding instead of mine.â Jooyeon smiles, giving you a glass of water as you two were waiting for the rehearsal to start.Â
âYou think?â You chuckle tiredly, sipping on your drink. âItâs alright, Itâs not her Iâm worried about.â You finish, looking towards where Jiseok was sitting, close to dozing off.
âWhy didnât you guys come a day earlier? You couldâve gotten some rest before this-â Jooyeon asks, throwing an almond at the guitarist to make him wake up.Â
You smile at the exchange, turning your head to the groom. âIt was his call. If I knew heâd be so tired I wouldâve forced him to come earlier.âÂ
The younger man hums, tilting his head with a smile when Jiseok sends you a flying kiss, silently pleading you to save him. âYou two are cute together. Itâs been a while since Iâve seen him like this.âÂ
âLike what?â You ask after sending Jiseok a flying kiss back, giggling at the way he grabs his heart excitedly.Â
Jooyeon brushes his hair back, thinking. âRelaxed? I think thatâs the word. Heâs always been fun and all, but heâs normally like a big ball of anxiety when heâs not putting on a show.â The boy smiles. âBut I can tell he has less worries now, and I donât know what you did to him but I hope you keep it up.â
âJooyeon can I ask you something?â You frown, unsure if it was a good time to search for answers but you couldnât stop thinking about it. The man nods and you sigh. âWhat happened in Jiseokâs last relationship?âÂ
âHe never told you?â The bassist tilts his head and you shake your head.
âVaguely, some details here and there but not the whole thing. I just talked to Seungmin and it got me wondering, itâs okay if you donât want to tell me-â You widen your eyes, not wanting to overstep.Â
âNah itâs okay, Jiseok wouldâve told you if you asked directly, itâs not a secret.â The groom explains, sipping on his glass. âHis last relationship ended really abruptly. It was justâŚout of nowhere. Everything was going fine, and one morning he wakes up with a text from the other saying how things arenât working and that theyâre done because he hasnât been a good boyfriend or whatever. The text also said: Moved cities, delete my number.âÂ
You blink, letting out a shaky breath. âWhat the fuck??Thatâs /it/?? No explanation whatsoever??â You cover your mouth, feeling anger pile up in your chest.
Jooyeon shakes his head, sighing. âHe was devastated. We tried to talk to him, let him know itâs not his fault and that his ex was shitty for that, but you know how heartbreak is.âÂ
âDid he ever find out what actually happened?â You ask in a small voice, close to tears. If thereâs one person that didnât deserve that, itâs Kwak Jiseok.Â
âYeah, the cheater got a boyfriend in another city for a while then, so the breakup wasnât all that abrupt. But it didnât matter, you know? The damage was done.â Jooyeon purses his lips but then takes a breath, letting out a small laugh. âAh, but thatâs in the past. Iâm glad he has you.â He chimes, before getting up for the ceremony rehearsal.Â
Your heart broke. You figured his last relationship mustâve been bad since he was so avoidant to get into a real relationship, no matter how many times he repeated that he didnât give it much thought. You glance over at him as the bride and groom go over their vows, and wonder if he truly did fall for you the way Seungmin suggested or if it was just all in your head.Â
On the actual wedding night, everything went smoothly but you were suddenly overly aware of just how much of Jiseokâs family was present, so you made sure to not leave his side at any moment. You hug his arm while sitting at the table as he talks to his family, caressing his hand with your thumb reassuringly.
However, for some reason, talking lovingly about you came very easy to Jiseok. Thatâs one thing you came to find out. You were still nervous about everything, especially when Jiseok pulled you in front of him while playing guitar, letting you strum as he moved his fingers on the fretboard, kissing your cheek happily.Â
He wasnât drunk but he was definitely tipsy after the first two hours. You thought the night would be pretty calm, talking and dancing a bit with everyone, but right after the meal, the lights go off and Jiseok grabs your hand in the dark, rushing with you out of the room with a laugh.
When you get outside, you see that thereâs limousines waiting for you, Seungmin hurrying everyone inside. âGO GO GO THE PARTYâS NOT GONNA WAIT FOR YOU! JUNSGU MOVE YOUR ASS BEFORE I SMASH THIS CHAMPAIGN BOTTLE ON YOUR HEAD!âÂ
You giggle hurriedly getting into the limousine with Jiseok and his bandmates, along with Seungminâs girlfriend and Hyeongjunâs apparently new boyfriend. âWhat is going on??âÂ
âWhat do you mean??? Did you really think we were going to sit around listening to aunt Lee cry about Jooyeonâs baby pics?? Weâre going to the real party!â Jiseok grins, pecking you once cutely.Â
Apparently, the bride and groom agreed to have a short reception and then spend most of the night at the after party with their closest friends. A genius idea if someone asks you, because not only you could try to actually have some fun now, but you also knew it would be less nerve wracking for both you and Jiseok.
The guys already started singing since getting into the limousine, and somehow Seungmin was now giving Jooyeon a lap dance as Low was playing, champagne spilling on the floor as Jungsu and Hyeongjun were flashing their phone lights and Jiseok was hyping it up. You and Gunil made sure to film everything from different angles while the other two were singing.Â
When the limousine stops, everyone gets out and the guys waste no time in carrying Jooyeon around while the brideâs friends do the same, as you laugh while recording. Suddenly you gasp when Jiseok turns around and picks up bridal style as well, making you slap his chest with a laugh.Â
âWhat are you doing?? Iâm not the one getting married!â You giggle, holding onto him before he puts you down after getting inside the rented place. He simply mocks you before pecking you. Jissok walks to the table snickering when he sees Hyeongjun pouring shots while telling Jooyeon to watch and learn before licking some salt off his hand, taking his shot and putting a slice of lime between his lips, eating it.
You shake your head, smiling at your best friend. He truly was the life of the party. Jooyeon challenges Jiseok to a shot competition to see who can drink six shots the fastest but before they get to it, one of the brideâs friends shouts âLOVERâS WAR!!â, and the others push you and the bride next to the guys. You two share an amused look, as Hyeongjun pours your shots.Â
Jooyeon and his wife give each other a short kiss and you smile at them, suddenly feeling sad. However, itâs not like you have a lot of time to think about it because Gunilâs voice says âstartâ and you all start drinking. You and Jiseok were losing. Badly so. Mostly, it was because during the third shot, the liquid went down the wrong pipe and you started coughing, unable to keep up with the pace.
Jiseok sees it and quickly grabs your shit glasses, making you widen your eyes as he chugs them down, flipping Jooyeon off as the others cheer on you for winning. Jooyeon asks for a redo with only him and Jiseok and of course he agrees. You are now drinking a glass of water, widening your eyes when your âboyfriendâ wins once again. Damn.
Jooyeon laughs at Jiseokâs absolutely gone face, cheeks already rosy with liquid pouring down his chin as he celebrates, pulling you into a kiss. You let out a small noise but smile, cupping his face as the older walks you further away from the guys, hands on your waist without pulling away from the kiss.Â
âThat was kinda hot, but youâre insane.â You grin, looking over his face when he pulls away slightly, the others dancing.
âIâm gonna focus on the hot part.â The pink haired man mumbles, kissing you hungrier. Somehow, your back ended up pressed against one of the columns with your chest pressed on Jiseokâs.Â
You let out a small noise, hands going into his hair as his thumbs press on your waist, quickly pulling away when one of his favorite songs comes on, dragging you to the dance floor. You regulate your breathing and then laugh, going dancing with him.Â
Your mouth falls open with wide eyes as Jiseok and Gunil start a routine to Hollaback Girl. You start laughing as the two get down, silently thanking Hyeongjun for filming everything regardless of his very concerned expression. Thatâs when Seungmin drags Jungsu to the dance floor and joins them. Everyone cheers for them as Jiseok pushes you on the chair and starts dancing on you, making you throw your head back with a laugh.Â
âMORE ATTITUDE! I TAUGHT YOU BETTER THAN THAT!â Seungmin yells to the younger, whose hips are currently swaying from side to side. It doesnât take long for you to get pulled up and the bride to be put on the chair instead, everyone making space for Jooyeon to do his routine when Crazy in Love starts playing.Â
One thing you learned about Jiseok today was that he was, in fact, even more entertaining with alcohol in his system. Youâve been to parties with Gunil before, but all the guys together, was just a whole different thing. It was a mess in the best way possible.Â
After a while, you found yourself dancing with Jiseok, who wouldnât stop complaining about how hot it was so you helped him take off his black blazer and loosen up his tie while opening the first two buttons, the older one looking at you amazed. âOh youâre so smart, I love you so much!â He sighs, cupping your face and kissing you once cutely.Â
Your hands freeze on his tie, gulping as the other keeps dancing, and thatâs when it sank into you that heâs just drunk and still playing a part. Your stomach dropped. Jiseok seems to see your mood change, because he takes his tie off and puts it on you, pulling you closer with a smile. âWhatâs wrongggg??? HAVE FUNNN!!! I CANâT DATE BORING PEOPLEEE!!â He yells over the music, getting interrupted by one of the brideâs friends pouring some alcohol for him before he chugs it down.Â
You shake your head, deciding that he's right. If this is the last night you can be around Jiseok this way, then you might as well take advantage of it. So you dance with him, turning around with a grin as he raps whatever stupid song is playing.
His hand rests on your stomach, lips finding their way to your jaw and ear lobe. You turn around and sing with him, giggling at the slurred lyrics escaping his lips as he pecks you all over again. âYou stink of alcohol!âÂ
âAnd you donât stink enought!â He pokes his tongue out, as you raise your eyebrow at him.Â
âIs that a challenge?â You ask and when the pink haired man nods, you grab his hand and go to the bar, opening a bottle of vodka, tilting your head. âHow much?âÂ
âA quarter. At least.â Jiseok tilts his head up with a smirk, not actually believing youâll do it. And because you like to prove him wrong, you do just that, the guitarist covering his mouth in shock as the others cheer you on. You wipe your mouth, swallowing down the alcohol that was about to come out and your so-called boyfriend stares at you amazed. âDo you wanna marry me?âÂ
You give him a chuckle, before he comes closer to you, holding your hands and pulling you to the dance floor again. He wraps your arms around his neck, hands going on your waist as he mumbles the lyrics, the VERY romantic lyrics to you. You look into his eyes and suddenly feel yourself getting emotional, pout forming as tears stain your cheeks.Â
Kwak Jiseok how dare you sing about love to me when you donât feel it?Â
Except Jiseok felt it. He meant every word, because heâs sure of his feelings for you no matter what state heâs in. And because he was stupid enough to reject you before you even tried to ask him out by complaining about relationships, he has to settle for singing stupid love songs to you while drunk to have an excuse.Â
When he sees your tears he smiles, thinking youâre probably drunk and emotional. His heart, once again aches with love. Jiseok leans down and rests his forehead on yours while dancing, hugging your waist as you sniffle. And because thereâs only one way he knows how to make you feel better, he pulls you in a soft kiss.Â
A kiss that felt like the last for the both of you, for some reason. Maybe it was you being too emotional and stupid because of the alcohol or maybe it was because you both knew tomorrow you wonât be able to do this anymore.Â
You kiss back, cupping his face and pecking him multiple times, burying your head in his neck as you hug him tightly, the taller caressing your lower back gently while kissing your head. The guys complain about you two being too mushy and you and Jiseok share a look as you giggle, pecking each other a couple more times before walking to the others.Â
After a while, you all decide to take a break by playing a card game Jungsu bought a few days ago for the party, making everyone take an oath that no one will get pissy or sad and that it will all be light hearted.Â
Two rounds in, the bride and the groom switched outfits, Jooyeon looking very much ethereal and very much like he wanted to kill himself as his wife was imitating him while wearing his suit for one round before they changed back.
You take your card and groan when you see the writing. âTouch tongues with the player on your left or take two shots.â You share a look with Gunil, Jiseokâs eyes burning with jealousy. You could do the challenge, you know that. Partially, because you want to already start forgetting him and partially because youâre not even actually together.Â
The others ask Jiseok if itâs okay and he shrugs saying it's whatever because itâs a stupid game, but you could tell by his voice that he was bothered by it. So, you let Jungsu hand you the two shots and chug them down as the others complain about you two being boring. It was worth it though, because Jiseok lets out a relieved breath, his already rosy cheeks becoming even rosier when you give him a quick wink with a small smile.Â
Everyone was holding onto their stomachs laughing as Hyeongjun and Jiseok got into a freestyle rap competition, the older doing an encore by perfectly rapping the Nicki verse he claimed to be his party trick.
You blink at your card and read it out loud. âShare your most hidden thoughts about the person in front of you.â You look at Jiseok, he was too busy drinking some more alcohol.Â
You consider saying something stupid or funny but, instead, you decide to be truthful to the challenge. âHeâs really easy to love.â At that, Jiseok stops from dancing in his seat, the others sharing a look with each other.Â
Everyone knew what that meant and why you said that, and you see Seungmin give you an approving smile, arms crossed. Jiseok starts crying. You widen your eyes and rush to him when he opens his arms, the others making fun of him for being a crybaby. Seeing the guitarist be emotional with the fun song blasting through the speakers, shirt wrinkled and hair a mess was amusing to say the least.Â
You yelp when he pulls you on his lap, hugging you from behind as his chin rests on your shoulder after kissing it once. A few more rounds go like that and although you were pretty drunk too, Jiseok was absolutely /hammered/.Â
So, when his card says âGet on your knees, open your mouth and have someone pour you a drink from a 10 inch distanceâ, you get up to and let out a shaky breath when you see the older looking up at you on his knees, eyes hazy, cheeks rosy and lips parted.
You walk to Seungmin and whisper in his ear to pour water instead of alcohol and although he calls you boring he does as you say, because he knows his friend needs a break. You walk back to Jiseok, whose eyes had a glint in them.
You really had to stop yourself from grabbing his hair and making out with him, so you settle for a quick peck before grabbing his jaw to make him look at you as he opens his mouth looking up at you with a lazy smile. You pour the water, and when he gets a taste of it, he starts complaining but you simply smile back, kissing his cheek.Â
Jiseok blinks a couple times after you tell him softly that he needs a break, before tears start to pour down his cheeks. âWhat type of person are you??â He cries, hands gripping onto your legs. You widen your eyes, looking around nervously.
âWhat are you talking about-â You exhale, laughing anxiously.Â
âWhat do you mean what I mean?â He slurs with a whine. âDo you think itâs funny? To-to be so perfect and take care of me and kiss me and and- and you donât even love me!â He cries harder, head resting on your thigh.Â
âJiseok, thereâs people-â You whisper yell, trying to stop him but it was too late because everyone was staring at the little scene in front of them.Â
âSo what?? Huh?? Let them know!! I love you so much! I really love you!â He sobs, looking up at you desperately. Your breaths get shorter and quicker.
âI love you too.â You say, and although you wish it was just to do damage control, itâs because it was true. You loved Jiseok. So much it hurt.Â
âI donât mean as a stupid plan! âm not acting! I wanna be with you so fucking bad, since week one and I keep trying to get over it and not care and I CANâT!â He says desperately, sobbing as he lets tears fall down his cheeks. You start tearing up too, sniffling.Â
âI love you too.â You cry, hand going to his cheek.Â
âNo you donât! Not in the way I-â The pink haired man starts but you cup his face and kiss him lovingly while sobbing.
âYes I do, stupid!â You whine, sniffling when he puts you on his lap bridal style, hugging you as he kisses back, crying even harder.Â
You pull away after a while, making fun of each other for your crying faces. You wipe your noses before you hug Jiseokâs neck as he hugs your waist, and now you are all tiredly talking to each other in a circle as yourâŚfake?boyfriend keeps leaving small kisses on your shoulder and temple and head and hand and really anywhere and everywhere.Â
You play with his hands while listening to the others, the guitarist wrapping his arms around you tighter. You felt happy and for a split second, you forgot he only did all this because he was drunk.Â
However, happiness didnât last long because although you two walked inside your room giggling and kissing each other, taking a quick shower before cuddling to sleep, the next morning was worse than you couldâve expected.Â
You wake up with a frown, stretching as you snuggle closer to Jiseok, when suddenly you get this unsettling feeling. The older one wakes up with a groan, holding onto his head. He looks down, widening his eyes.Â
âShitâŚhi-â He grunts, pinching his nose, as you look at him with caution. He blinks down at you, tilting his head. âWhyâre you looking weird at me- do I have drool on my face again?â He cringes, wiping his face, and you close to tear up.Â
âYou donât remember?â You ask in a small voice, feeling your heart breaking.Â
âReme-FuckâŚdid I do something weird last night?â He whines, hands running his face as you get up from the bed, feeling your heart beat faster.Â
âYou donât remember what you said?â You repeat, voice cracking. Jiseok widens his eyes, thinking about all the possible weird or dumb things he mustâve done amongst them, wondering if he confessed. Oh no. What if he confessed and you think heâs weird? What if he did something really stupid??Â
âIâno, listen, whatever I said, donât mind it! Scratch it, please, forget about it. I was so drunk and stupid I donât know what I did but I promise Iâll make it up I-â He starts in a panic, and your heart sinks.Â
âSo you were just drunk?â You ask once more, the older nodding quickly as you feel your vision get blurry with tears. âYeah, well maybe next time, donât drink like a fucking pig, if you know you canât handle your alcohol. So you donât say stupid shit again.â You say, tears staining your cheeks as you take the pick necklace off and throw it at him. You put on shoes and grab a hoodie you donât notice is his before walking out of the room.Â
Jiseok looks at the closed door in confusion, holding onto the necklace after he picks it up from the floor, wondering just how badly he fucked up last night and whether killing himself is still an option.Â
Of fucking course it was because he was drunk. You were stupid for even lying to yourself. Drunk words are sober thoughts my ass. You decide to leave the resort and take a walk around the city to clear your head, when you get a call from Gunil.Â
âHey, weâre about to go grab food in the city, Hyeongjunâs boyfriend said he knows a really good spot, you coming?â His voice chimes from the phone.Â
âYou can go without me.â You say, trying to keep your voice stable as you wipe your cheeks with the hoodieâs sleeves.Â
âWhat happened?â Gunil asks worriedly, and you can only sob.Â
âHe said he was just drunk.â You sniffle, gripping on the phone. âAnd I was stupid enough to believe he-â You hear Jiseokâs voice asking if heâs talking to you and you simply hang up, hugging yourself as you walk.Â
Gunil gives Jiseok a death stare, shaking his head before walking out with the others. Jiseok is confused. Was what he said really that bad?? He kept thinking about it: while he walked to the place, while sitting down and eating, he was /out/ of it.Â
Thankfully, only the ones at the after party went, so he didnât have to worry about his mother or anyone else being on his ass. Well, thatâs what he thought, at least. That was until Hyeongjun looked at him judgingly from beside him, eating his ramen.Â
âWhat.â Jiseok says annoyed, turning to your friend.Â
âYouâre an asshole.â Is all Hyeongjun says, before turning his attention back to his food, leaving a very confused and bothered Jiseok.
âAlright, you know what? Iâm fucking tired. Look- Iâm sorry for whatever I did or said when I was drunk yesterday. I figured we were all in the same boat, but obviously I fucked up somehow.â He says after wiping his mouth.
âYou seriously donât remember?â Hyeongjun frowns his eyebrows at his flatmate, and the older simply whines desperately.
âNo, I donât and I would really appreciate it if someone could tell me because the last thing I remember was-â He started, eyes widening as the memories of last night came rushing into his head. He confessed. Of course he did.Â
Hyeongjun takes a picture of his terrified expression, as a faint memory of you reciprocating his feelings comes back to him, his head quickly turning to your friend. âDid sheââ He starts and the other guitarist nods with a serious expression, before Seungmin slaps the back of Jiseokâs head.
âGo.â Is all the older says after Gunil lets them know youâre back at the resort.Â
You pout while sniffling, having kind of calmed down after the walk. You pack your clothes slowly, lips pursed as you wonder what made you deserve this type of heartbreak. Thatâs when you hear the door burst open in a very Jiseok manner.Â
The pink haired man looks at you with wide eyes and messy hair, breathing heavily as tears fall down his cheeks. âYou love me.â He breathes out. You blink at him a couple times and open your mouth to deny the accusations, but you figure itâs useless and this point and simply go back to pursing your lips, attention adverting to your clothes.Â
He knows you werenât that drunk, because you didnât drink anywhere near as much as him so it was stupid to even try to deny it. You expected a very angry talk about how you knew what you were getting into. Instead, Jiseok repeats the words as he hurriedly walks close to you, grabbing the shirt you were currently folding and throwing it on the bed, cupping your face.Â
You look into his eyes, lips trembling as you start tearing up. Is this some type of torture punishment?? You think to yourself, before Jiseok chuckles, breaking into a huge grin as he pulls you in a loving kiss.Â
Your breath hitches, taken aback, and you kiss for a few seconds before pulling away confused. âAre you messing with me?â You sniffle, wiping your nose quickly.Â
âAm I messing with-â He breathes out, laughing. âDo I look like I am?â He asks in a whine, pointing to his crying face.Â
You look down with a pout, hands fidgeting with his shirt. âYou said you were just drunk.âÂ
âYeah, because I thought you got weirded out and thought I was some creep or something!â He complains, hands caressing your cheeks.Â
âWell, itâs not my fault you never confessedâŚâ You smack your lips.
âWha-ME??? You were the one who said Uhhh Iâm such a good actor uhh!â He mocks you, smiling when you smack his arm.Â
âYeah- well-well-YOU were the one to be all like uuhhh I donât want a relationship uhhhh!â You mock him, crossing your arms after poking your tongue out. Jiseokâs lips form a downsided smile, looking over your face. âWhat.â You bite, glaring at him.
âI love you so much.â He breathes out, caressing your cheek and kissing you lovingly, and you, being the stupid you, smile and kiss back. You swear your heart is going to beat out of your chest when the taller one brings you closer by the waist, before pulling away with a raised eyebrow. âYour turn.âÂ
âMy turn to what?â You tilt your head innocently, looking at him with doe eyes.Â
âI said I love you!â He whines, head tilting back for a bit as you shrug.
âSo??â You tilt your head up to him. âWhat If I donât wanna say it?âÂ
âI kill myself. Publicly.â He deadpans, and you canât help but let out a laugh, before cupping his jaw and kissing him again, pecking him multiple times.Â
âI love you too.â You whisper in his ear, and Jiseok is close to losing it. That might just be the best thing heâs ever heard in his life, actually. The older one picks you up excitedly, kissing all over your face, before dragging you on the bed with him. He gets on top of you with his legs on each side and he kisses all over your face and you giggle, complaining about how he left the door open.
He rushes to close it and then sits in the same position as before, hugging your neck like a koala, head buried in it. You laugh but hug back, kissing his cheek a couple times. âI was going through hellâŚâ He mumbles and you want to die because Kwak Jiseok is the cutest person on earth and you love him and he loves you.Â
After you two calm down, you ask the older one if he's okay, only to get silence as a reply. You frown, but when you look down at him you let out a laugh while shaking your head. âI canât believe you fell asleep.â You whisper, hugging his waist and snuggling closer as you close your eyes as well.Â
You wake up after two hours now on top of Jiseok, who was hugging you while caressing your hair, looking over your face. You frown, opening your eyes, only to be greeted with the guitarist attacking you with kisses, barely allowing you to breathe. You groan, pushing him away with a yawn, only to be pulled closer to him.
âHi girlfriend.â He chimes, kissing your cheek, making you blink quickly with a raised eyebrow.
âWoah woah woah, since when? Did I miss something?â You wipe your eyes, disoriented.
âYouâve always been my girlfriend.â Jiseok shrugs, and you point your finger at him.
âWrong. I was your âgirlfriendâ, not your /girlfriend/.â You specify, using air quotes as the guitarist scoffs, rolling his eyes.Â
âYouâre so- You said that day it was official!â He tries, but when you give him an unimpressed stare, he moves to a sitting position on the bed with you, grabbing the necklace from his pocket. âDo you want to be my actual real non-acting girlfriend, please?â He asks, offering you the necklace.Â
âMmâŚsomething is missing.â You hum, and the other might just die. Like, actually. He looks at you with a tired questioning look, but smiles when you tap your lips. Jiseok pecks you once cutely, making a kissing sound as you giggle. âOkay, yes.â You nod, letting the other clip the necklace on your neck again.Â
It takes two seconds for the pink haired man to pull you close to him again, laying on the bed while kissing you multiple times. You smile, burying your head in his neck and hugging him closer. Turns out, you werenât insane after all.Â
Jiseokâs heart feels like itâs about to burst and things only get worse and you look up at him with sparkly eyes, saying something he is too out of it to hear. You giggle again, kissing him a few times, calling him stupid, to which JIseok simply mocks you playfully, kissing your cheek.
âWe still have to pack, we need to catch an early bus.â You groan, about to get up, yelping when your now /actual/ boyfriend pulls you back into bed.Â
âNo we donât.â He smiles proudly, and you quirk your eyebrows up. âCancelled the bus tickets, weâre staying three more days.â
You widen your eyes, pushing him lightly. âWhat are you talking about?? Here?? Why?? I donât even have enough clothes-â You whine, but the other simply shrugs, pulling you closer.Â
âBecause, I want to spend a romantic weekend with my girlfriend.â He explains in a low voice, making you blush. âI changed the hotel though, I donât wanna be around another wedding. And Iâll buy you some clothes if I have to.âÂ
You blink a few times, lips parted. Heâs so annoyingly perfect. âWas this your plan all along?â You squint.Â
âNo, my plan was to cry myself to death if you didnât like me back but since you doâŚâ He hums, tucking your hair behind your ear. âIâm tired of wondering what if and pretending I donât want to be your real boyfriend and trying to find excuses to kiss you and now I can finally do all thatâŚplus, we deserve a break from the wedding stress and all.âÂ
You pout, cupping his face and pulling him into a loving kiss, the older complaining about how clingy and annoying you are with a smile, arms wrapping tighter around your lower waist.Â
âAh- I have something to confessâŚâ You wince, index tracing his cheek as the guitarist hums. âI told GunilâŚthat day in the carâŚbecause I really needed to tell someone and I-â You explain nervously, but get cut off by a peck on your lips.
âI know.â He smiles understandingly. âItâs fineâŚI was planning on telling Hyeongjun the night he sexiled me.â Jiseok scoffs, earning a laugh from you.Â
âWhat?? Donât laugh at me!! I NEEDED SUPPORT! If he didnât sexile me I wouldnât have pink hair right now!! Itâs not funny!!â He laughs as he raises his voice, pushing you away when you break into a loud laugh, covering your mouth.
âItâs kinda funnyâŚâ You mumble, the other widening his eyes.
âOh weâre back at it again?? What happened to being nice to your boyfriend?? ESPECIALLY NOW THAT IâM YOUR REAL BOYFRIEND!!â He protests, getting on top of you and tickling you while blowing raspberries on your neck as you try to get away.
âNOT THAT PLEASE!!â You laugh, trying to get away when he gets close to your eye, poking his side hard so he winces and gets off you. You get on top and tickle him instead with a laugh. âYouâre still easy to beat.â You poke your tongue out, the other mocking you as he also puts his tongue out.
You mock him back but yelp when he stops your arm from hitting his, yanking you closer to him so you fall on his chest as he kisses you slowly. You kiss back, mumbling something about him being mean as he smiles in the kiss, pulling you closer to him as he lets out a small âmhmâ.Â
âI love you a lot.â You admit, thumb caressing his cheek, eyes opening to look at him.
Your boyfriend smiles fondly, eyes sparkling as he brushes his nose with yours. âI love you more.â He whispers, mocking you when you complain about how thatâs not true, pulling you in yet another kiss.
Jiseok was a better liar now, but he was still a terrible and horrible liar when it came to his feelings, especially his feelings for you.
hiii just discovered your writting ehe and it's sooo good. so i had this thought since i got my nipples pierced, but who in xh would be the more into this kind of piercings or any other type of piercings? that's all for me, tyyy <333
ah thank you anon >< i'm so glad you enjoy my work !! here's what i think certain members would like on you + a scenario for each:
junhan would go crazy for any kind of piercing in my mind, but the one he'd go feral over is definitely snake bites! he thinks you look so cute, like a fictional character from his favorite manga. being the perv he is though, he'd be counting down the days until he can safely play with them. he shudders when he glides the tip of his leaky cock over your newly pierced lips. the feeling of his cock against the pierced metal while he fucks your face is unreal, and he keeps a photo of your cum-stained lips and piercings in his private folder for times when he can't touch the real thing.
"ouch!" you jerk your head back when you feel something pull your piercing, only to open your eyes and see junhanâs smirk. your hands are already down each other's pants, his lithe fingers toying with the fabric of your panties while you stroked his clothed cock through his jeans. "what? i can't tease my baby?" junhan doesn't seem the slightest bit sorry about the pain he caused, his other hand focusing on the reddened area around your pierced lip. "open" he says slowly, already nudging a finger between your parted lips. âso fuckinâ sexyâŚâ
ode is also a sucker for some piercings. like junhan, he finds any sort of piercing particularly attractive, and his favorite on his partner has to be back dermals. he thinks your bare back is so sexy, and one day while the two of you are getting a workout in at the gym, you decide it would be a great time to surprise him. somehow, you'd kept it a secret these past few weeks, and today you wore low-rise leggings that showed off the two metal orbs pierced into your lower back perfectly. safe to say seungmin was a fan.
"fuck...a-ah! slow down sumi p-please!" your vision blurs in the mirror, half blocked by the pillow in your face as seungmin pounds into you from above. âcanât believe you hid these from me, theyâre so fuckin hot baby. youâreâŚtight..shit, so tightâ seungminâs grip on your ass tightens, the sight of your piercing back arousing him more than heâd like to admit.
jooyeon, he loves nipple piercings. he's a boob guy in general so when you surprise him with shiny metal pierced through your chest, he just can't get enough of you. he's a big fan of stealing your bras so you walk around with nothing underneath your thin sleeping shirt, the metal buds poking through to tease him. he's already handsy with you in general, but the sight of your pierced chest drives him completely insane.
jooyeon likes to think he's not that perverted, but his actions beg to differ. something about how they glint in the low light of your shared bedroom while you slowly ride him to completion, how they complement your already gorgeous figure. he's so in love and his obsession with you only grows.
an: hehe this was a fun ask !! making sure i answer my old asks before i keep writing new stuff i need to focus lol
hiii :3 i just went to the xh concert a few nights ago and i genuinely couldn't stop thinking about seungmin after, he's actually so fine. the way he played his keytar had me thinking about how skilled he'd be with his fingers đ
not only is sumi proficient with his fingers, heâs also very much so aware of it and VERY cocky about it.
one of his favorite hobbies is fingering you, actually, especially when he can show off his skilled fingers and his strength at the same time. one of his favorite positions is having his legs holding your legs apart, and his skillful fingers are inside you, pushing one in one by one and curling up to perfectly hit your g-spot. your whines are music to his ears as you try to move your legs, but he's so much stronger than you, so you just sit there and let him slowly play with your cunt. he starts to pay attention to your clit as he hears your whines begin to slow down, and thinks it's amusing to pick up his pace, consistently hitting that spot and playing with your clit. his other hand is holding the back of your neck so he can connect your foreheads and give you a cute, cheeky smile as you mindlessly moan into his face.
(an: anonie... this is from months ago i'm so sorry (ăŁËĚŠââŽËĚŠ)㣠i am currently cleaning out my reqs, although it may take some time for me to get to it sometimes⌠my reqs are always open (âďšâ))
you and jooyeon have a mutual friend group; you've never met one-on-one, but you always find yourselves in the same functions. he knows everything about you, and you know everything about him. both of you are just too incompetent to actually make the first move. he's always giving you That longing stare, with his big puppy eyes and pout on his lip. everyone around you knows you guys are n love with each other, but enjoy watching the two idiots struggle. whenever you're together, he always stands way too close. when there are no words to be exchanged, you still stare into each other's souls as if a whole conversation is being had.
finding yourself at another friends house party, work has gotten too stressful and you're now a couple drinks deep, trying to find the long haired boy. stumbling on your own feet and your words you find him, standing there, his eyes sparkle when he sees you but you cannot get distracted "when are you gonna confess to me" you ask, almost aggraveted. he's stunned at your words but quickly grabs some snacks from the side trying to get you to eat something "you're drunk, you need to eat something, don't you have work tomorrow, im worried about you"
you move his snack filled hand and grab his shoulders "you're ignoring my words, when are you finally gonna confess to me, im tired of this! fucking kiss me already". he grabs your face and moves closer, stopping himself "you're drunk. you don't mean it." holding his hand that's cupping your face you scoff "you know i mean it, im not even that drunk, you know im infautauted with you, and you feel the same, don't you?" the alcohol making you emotional, you feel your eyes start to tear up. he doesn't know what to do, but he knows you're right. he's been obsessed with you since the moment he met you, so he listens to your demand. the snacks fall to the ground as the two of you get lost in the kiss, no thoughts in the two lovers' heads, just each other.
warnings: jiseok is a cocky lil shit, oral, pnv, fem reader, a bit of degradation & dacryphilia, praise, dom!gaon, more banter, soo angsty, etc.
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see part 1 here
a week has passed since your⌠first lessons. you went on that date with your crush, and it went well but you couldnât lie to yourself, you missed your best friend. after that night, you guys both kind of just stopped texting each other. both of you were unsure why, but subconsciously, you knew it would be awkward. you plan to meet up at his place like you always do, just to hang, even this conversation on the phone felt so gauche.
alas you find yourself on his bed, this time fully clothed, discussing your date with him as if he wasnât just 2 fingers deep in you a week ago. âso⌠did you guys go far? or did you chicken out?â he nudges your side after asking. âhmm we did go back to his place and he ate me out.â you say as nonchalantly as possible. if you were being honest with yourself, you couldnât wait to get to this part of the story just to see how jiseok would react. thereâs a pregnant pause before he breathes in and answers, âoh yeah? how was that? did he also finger you?â
the air is insanely thick in his familiar bedroom; you could slice this tension with a knife. you look him in the eyes and reply, âhe did yeah, it was niceâ keeping it as simple as possible. ânice? hm i highly doubt heâs as good as me though.â âwhat makes you say that?â you expected this to happen, jiseok has always been a bit competitive, so itâs not surprising heâd be turning this into a one-sided competition. âcause thereâs no way he can eat you out better than i can. he definitely doesnât have as skilled fingers as i do either.â he starts to move closer to you to the point where his face is almost on yours without breaking eye contact. âoh really? prove it.â
jiseok didnât really mean to be as aggressive as heâs being; heâs usually a pretty chill guy. he just really couldnât help himself as he pushed you down on his mattress and crawled on top of you. not even kissing your lips first, just started hungrily attacking your neck with open-mouthed kisses. this garnered a yelp from you as he responded, âyouâre crazy if you think he can get the same sounds out of you. he canât make you feel as good as i can, ainât no wayâ heâs down to your open dĂŠcolletĂŠ at this point with his hands roughly going up your shirt. his soft yet calloused fingers toying with the hem of your top before removing it and throwing it on the ground. âiâm in charge this time, okay?â you really didnât know how to answer, thereâs never really been any power dynamics between you two but letting jiseok have full control over you sounded pretty wonderful at this moment.
jiseok wasnât sure what possessed him; he really couldnât help it. youâre usually very smart and level-headed but he couldnât believe you actually went and almost slept with that guy. he couldnât please you the way he could, he doesnât know what you like and donât like, the ins and outs of your psyche. youâre each other's other half; this is how it shouldâve always ended up. with you two entangled in every aspect of each other's lives. "there's so much i wanted to tell you these past couple of days, but i couldn't bring myself to." he says in between the kisses he's leaving all over your body. "you're such a buffon." he pauses his kiss fest then almost yells "i'm literally about to eat you out and you're calling me a buffon??" "yeah you buffon! why didn't you reach out when it was so obvious something was.. i don't even know what it was, but there's so much to say, and you didn't even try." a prolonged silence precedes this interaction as he lifts his face up from your body.
"the phone works both ways, you know, and i don't know i was scared, i guess." jiseok's face is now close to yours with his eyes showing nothing but sincerity. "scared? we're best friends, why would you be sca-" "that's exactly why i'm terrified. i don't want this to ruin what we have⌠but i really can't go back to how things were" you really weren't sure how to respond, because you felt the exact same way. this past week you spent trying to distract yourself from how you felt about all of this. it was far too confusing and headache-inducing. if you were being honest with yourself, you were already over that crush, but still went on the date to see if you could get over how you felt about your best friend. it was unsuccessful. you spent the entire time thinking about him instead. what his skilled fingers felt like inside you, and what his wide tongue would feel like between your folds.
there's so much uncertainty, do you you wanna do gross domestic things with him? hold his hand and watch corny old horror films together? one thing you know for sure was that you always want him in your life. "maybe we shouldn't be scared⌠just let things flow naturally and see where it goes. i dont wanna lose you." you interlocked hands with him and kissed his cheek. this is so odd, but you didn't mind it. neither did he. "yeah.. i suppose that's the best thing to do." jiseok's mind is moving a thousand miles a minute. why are his cheeks so red from just holding your hands? his train of thought was soon cut off by you saying "right, so⌠you can continue, you know, with the task at hand." while looking down at your bottom half.
"i can't stand you." he laughs as he lets go of your hands and grabs your hips. "you want me soooo bad." "i do, yes." your best friend kisses you before moving to the edge of the bed and getting on his knees. "honestly, half of this past week has been spent thinking about what you'd taste like. the sample i had last time was not enough at all." jiseok tells you as he swiftly removes your jeans. "you perv" he laughs at your response. "why are you acting like you weren't begging me to let you touch my dick. 'please let me help you ou-" you playfully smack the side of his head and reply "oh shut up! you know you're sooo hot when you shut the fuck up" he dramatically gasps at this and put his hand on your clothed cunt, causing you to yelp in response. "you want me to shut up? when you almost came from just me calling you baby? yeah, sure, my love" you see all playfulness leave his big sparkly eyes as he positions his head.
the tension in the room never left, it was different now, though. before your mind could even start wandering, you feel your underwear being removed, and jiseok heads straight to his task. at first, the unfamiliar sensation felt odd, but quickly became enjoyable as he continued to lap at your folds hungrily. not only was he good with his fingers, but with his mouth too. you wondered what else he's good with, and how quickly you can find out. he finds your sensitive bud easily and starts inserting a finger into you despite you already being a moaning mess from just his tongue.
jiseok is honestly in a headspace where all he can think about is how good he can make you feel, for selfish purposes, but also because he really wants to please you. another finger is added before you can even get used to the first. at this point, you couldn't speak even if you wanted to. you grab jiseok's hair for some kind of stability. this garners a moan from him and changes his pace to a faster one. he doesn't lift his head once, even as you reach your climax, too busy wanting to give you the best head he could. considering you were a blubbering mess by the end of it, he knows he did a decent job.
"are you alright?" the whole lower half of his face is shiny, covered in you, with his big eyes looking up at you. he looked so fucking cute. "mhm" is all you can muster to answer, and he chuckles at how fucked out you are, you're just getting started. "are you sure? we can end it right here if you like". you shake your head vigorously in response as he laughs once again at you. "let me, let me suck you off" you croak. he froze at your words, jiseok couldn't believe his ears. his innocent best friend wants to suck him off... he couldn't lie, the mental image of you with his dick in your mouth had him hard almost immediately. standing up, he grabs your hands to pull your upper half up. "are you 100% sure you're ready for that?" honestly you wish he'd go back to being a little mean like he was earlier, it's more exciting. "yes. yes i'm totally sure. and, you don't have to be so gentle with me, okay? i kinda like mean ji" you're holding his forearms as he stands in front of you. "oh, you like that huh? okay, i can be a little mean"
his demeanor changes almost instantaneously as he grabs your face to give you a rough kiss. âget on your knees baby.â you two change positions so heâs seated and youâre the one on your knees. the obvious bulge in his sweats gets bigger as you slowly palm him and jiseok groans as he says âi know youâre being a good student and following what i taught you but, i need you to skip all that and put my dick in your mouth immediately.â his words are rash but you immediately felt their effects going straight to your heat. following his instructions you quickly remove his sweats to find out heâs more wearing any boxers âyouâre a slutâ you chuckle up at him as his length springs free. âjust for you, my loveâ he smiles back as he makes dramatic kissy faces. his goofy actions are soon replaced with loud moans as you leaves kisses on his upper thighs trailing up to his shaft.
you canât lie to yourself, this is definitely a little scary. what if you gag? what if youâre ass at giving head? oh my god⌠what if youâre ass at sucking dick??? you barely have enough time to continue spiraling before you find yourself kissing his tip, garnering a cute whine from him. âremember what i told you baby, just focus on the one area, okay?â jiseok can see that youâre a bit nervous as you hesitate to continue. you decide to just go for it and gently put his tip in your mouth swirling your tongue on it. âfuuuuuck, yeah thatâs goodâ you take these words of encouragement and start to go to his shaft with the same motion. jiseok could barely keep his eyes open from the pleasure but needed to see this beautiful sight, most beautiful girl heâs ever met currently on her knees for him.
âyouâre a natural, jesus christâ he exclaims as you start bobbing up and down his shaft. you begin to gag as you reach his balls, and this sends jiseokâs mind into a frenzy âcome on, baby, keep going, lemme help you.â he grabs the back of your head and starts moving your head for you, causing you to gag even more. he couldnât lie; this was turning him on a little too much. watching tears start to form in your eyes was really the icing on the cake. you felt dirty; but the feeling of your mouth being used for jiseokâs pleasure had you on cloud nine. a couple of minutes after jiseok reached his breaking point and jutted himself into your mouth, âyou donât have to swallow, itâs alright,â he tries to get himself out of the headspace he was just in to reassure you. however, you take this as a challenge and keep him in your mouth as he releases, letting the salty sticky mess fill your mouth. you try to keep as much in your mouth as you swallow, but some leaks from the sides of your lips, a sight that jiseok is trying his absolute best to keep a capture in his mind so he can remember it forever.
as you swallow, he lifts you up by your shoulders to kiss you, tasting himself on you; you were right, he is salty. he laughs at his own thoughts as you responded with a confused âhm?â he shakes his head and says ânothing, this is all kinda crazy, isnât it? i never really thought we would end up like⌠this. plus, you were right i am saltyâ you canât help but laugh at him as you respond âi told you! but, yeah me neither. i havenât told anyone yet, i just know everyone is gonna be like âi told you so!â itâs gonna be so annoyingâ you look down at the hem of his shirt thatâs still on and start playing with the hem. âmaybe we can turn it into a game, see whoever clocks us the fastest wins, my guess is gunil.â âyeah itâll definitely be gunil.â
the tension in the air is completely gone, with the air only being thick due to the light layer of sweat on the both of you. âiâm ready, i wanna go all the way.â jiseokâs eyebrows raise as he answers âare you sure? like really really sure?â he cups your face with his hands so youâre looking into his eyes instead of the hem of his shirt. âyes, i wouldnât want to do it with anyone else.â he smiles in response and kisses your cheek. he briskly goes to his night table to grab a condom and you take this moment to finally lift his shirt off, he then takes yours off too. the two of you end up passionately kissing for a couple of minutes before jiseok unclasps your bra and stops the kiss so he can see all of you. âyouâre too beautiful.â
before he got too corny, you kiss him again in response and start to leave kisses down his jaw and neck. he pushes you off of him and scolds you, âtsk, you donât remember me saying i was in charge?â as he grabs your waist to move you so youâre lying down. jiseok couldnât lie to himself; he knew from last week that he was falling in love with his best friend. there was always an abundance of love in your friendship, of course, but he's never been in love with you. a portal was open the moment you two locked lips, and he cannot close it no matter how hard he tries. he is most definitely no longer thinking with his dick. as he aligns himself with your heat he steadily starts to insert his tip, never breaking eye contact. you looked so stunning like this, ready and waiting for him to fill you up.
âare you comfortable? can you handle more?â he looks at you with such worry, heâs so so cute. âbro you literally only have the tip inâ you respond to his worries, trying to stop yourself from cooing at how cute heâs being. jiseokâs face scrunches up in disgust âplease donât call me bro when iâm inside you, oh my god.â you chuckle at his expression and grab his face âyes, please, i can handle more.â with this, he pushed himself a little faster into you until most of his length is in you. okay, you were finally understanding what the fuss was all about⌠this felt sensational. slightly painful with you needing a second to adjust to jiâs thickness, but overall feeling so pleasurable. you werenât aware of the effect you were having on jiseok as you loudly moaned into his ear with no regard to his neighbors, sounding so pretty and needy.
he finally bottoms out. in you stay there for a minute, waiting for you to adjust. you had no clue where to put your hands so you grabbed his shoulders and told him âokay⌠start movingâ he laughs at your neediness but follows suit and starts to thrust into you. âweâre like two smaller nuclei merging into one nucleus, you knowâ âthatâs so interesting babe but can we focus on you fucking meâ his thrusts become faster and harsher but continues to speak âus two are like atoms you know, indestructible.â âis this your dirty talk? you nerd, call me a slut or something!â he lifts your leg for a better angle âiâm trying to distract myself so i donât cum embarrassingly early.â you stare at him in disbelief then try not to laugh at his words âitâs okay i was probably about to cum too if you didnât continue on your atom talk, dalton.â you both laugh at each other then jiseok grabs your lifted leg and put his other hand on your waist as he continues fucking into you, this time with much more force. you wince from the sudden movement, but that quickly turns to whines and soft moans. he moves his face close to you, and you try to kiss his lips, but at this point, youâre both just moaning into each other's mouths.
his hand that was on your waist found its way to your cunt and he started to rub your sensitive bud. this sends you into a frenzy, at this point youâre incoherently trying to tell him how good it feels as he coos at you âi know baby, i know. come on, cum for me.â with this youâre unraveling with him still rutting into you, soon after he quickly takes himself out of you so he can release into the condom thatâs now filled. youâre both sweating as he lies right next to you, and you slowly start to drift to slumber.
your eyes shot open after what felt like an eternity, noticing youâre all cleaned up and wearing jiseokâs tee and sweatpants. you see him sitting next to you on his phone with a glass of water in his other hand. âhow long was i out?â you yawned, and he answered, ânot too long, maybe half hour.â you two smiled at each other as you took the glass of water in his hand, taking large gulps. the two of you both knew some serious conversations were about to be had in the morning, but one thing was certain, youâre never not gonna be in each other's lives. âletâs go to bed, yeah?â he asked softly as he grabbed the now empty glass, putting it on the night table. you nod in response and he lies down next to you, grabbing your waist and cuddling into you.
an: hello everyone ! here is part two as promised.
â°(*´︜`*)âŻâĄ ! iâm lowkey emotionally attached to bff!gaon now like iâm gonna miss writing him đđ thank you to everyone who enjoyed the first part and i hope this fulfills what was left unsettled in the first part. â*:.・. o(â§â˝âŚ)o .・.:*â
How abt toxic junhan I would love to see him getting jealous đ
oof⌠that leo sun and mars⌠yeah i fear his nonchalant demeanor would change fast. he is pretty confident in himself but definately has this weird back and forth with himself of being insecure in relationships despite probably only dating really conventionally attractive people (that libra venus..)
you have a thing for boys in bands. your ex, who you're still cool with, is the bassist in a local band, and junhan was so curious to see him perform. so the two of you go to his band's show together. junhan was seething underneath his calm, cool demeanor. your ex was cool as hell... maybe even cooler than him. it's not that he's a very insecure person but he couldn't help but feel some jealousy when watching this guy, who used to have you underneath him, grab everyone's attention on stage.
junhan is very proud of what he can do with his hands, his mouth too. unfortunately his low stamina stops him from performing his best when it comes to fucking you, so you've gotten used to cockwarming and his pretty fingers. so when he threw you onto his bed and immediately pulled your skirt up, hearing his belt buckle as he positioned himself behind you was not something you were used to. the lack of prep had you feeling a stretch like no other, a pleasurable pain that took some getting used to, but you adjusted with each thrust. this is a side of your boyfriend you've never seen before. he was fucking into you like a rabbit, like he was in some kind of competition with himself. he pulled your arms towards him so your upper body was now pressed against his, and whispered, "tell me, tell me i'm cooler than him." confused as to who he was referring to, you exclaim, "huh?" in between moans. "your dumb fucking ex, say i'm cooler than him."
âyouâre way⌠way cooler than him fuckâ you could feel his smirk as his thrusts slowed down âdid he know how to make you cum the way i doâ letting go of your arms he watches as your upper body flails down and chuckles loudly at your current state. âno, no he didnât, please please continueâ your chocked up words just make him laugh even more âsay sorryâ âfor what?â your sudden backtalk flips a switch in him, now on top of your lower back he moves your hair from your face âjust cause i feel like it, say sorry to meâ âiâm sorry? what is up with you junnie?â at this point youâre practically wailing but this just turns him on even more. he brings his torso up from yours, his length still deep inside you âmmm thatâs not good enough doll, if you wanna finish you can fuck yourself into me⌠or not, you can just lay there on my dick for all i careâ