The cashier rolled her eyes sarcastically. “So you mean the usual?”
You smiled, handing her the money. “Of course”
While walking back to your table, you hear her call out, “Hey!” You slowly turn around.
“I love your hair. It looks beautiful on you”
Out of embarrassment, You instantly touch one of your curls and twist it around your finger. “Thank you so much,” you say softly and continue walking back to your table. As you sit down, you look across the table to see your boyfriend smiling broadly. “What?” you ask jokingly.
Dabin reached over the table and held your hand. “I told you that your hair looked beautiful. I’m just happy someone said it other than me.”
You beamed. It’s the first time you’ve worn your natural hair out since you’ve started living in South Korea with Dabin. Before, you would always silk press your hair because you were scared about what people would think about your afro. Dabin had been trying to convince you to wear your natural hair out but your anxiety had always gotten the best of you. Finally, you had given in and promised him that you would do it. So you did a twist-out, side-parted your hair, and picked it out. You felt so awkward and mortified, as if you were naked in public.
Out of the corner of your eye, you see a camera through the window. Two girls were outside, pointing at Dabin and taking pictures of him. You ignore them, thinking that they’re his fans.
“Two large iced Americanos!” calls the cashier, holding up the cups
While Dabin gets the coffee, you hear laughter outside the window and turn your head toward the sound. The two girls are pointing at you and whispering to each other. You shyly wave at them, and they laugh in response.
“Look at her hair! Why is she wearing it like that? It’s so big and weird! And look at her skin!”
You immediately look down and self-consciously rub your arm. They didn’t know that you’re fluent in Korean, that you could understand every word they said. Your eyes widen as you realized something. They weren’t taking pictures of Dabin, you thought to yourself, they were taking pictures of you. They were laughing at your afro. They were laughing at the color of your skin. They were laughing at you.
“Babe?” said Dabin, waving a hand in your face. You look up. You didn't even notice him standing in front of you. He hands you your coffee. “You daydreaming?”
You smile warmly, “It’s nothing. Let’s go.” As you and Dabin leave the coffee shop, you look out the window. The two girls were gone.
As you and Dabin walked to the studio, you couldn't help but think. Whenever Dabin would post pictures of you and him together on his Instagram, there would always be a few mean comments among the nice ones. No matter how many nice comments there are, the offensive one would always stand out.
“She’s ugly as shit”
“She doesn’t deserve him.”
“Why is he dating a foreigner? Look at her skin hahaha”
“Babe?”
Maybe I am ugly, you thought to yourself. Maybe I don’t deserve him.
“Babe”
My skin color is hideous. My hair is weird.
“Y/N”
I shouldn’t have worn my hair out today. It’s so unattractive.
“Y/N!”
You heard his voice, drawing you out of your head. Dabin stood in front of you, holding your cheeks in his hands. “Breathe,” he said softly, wiping away the tears from your eyes. You took a deep breath in. Your chest burns, but you keep taking deep breaths.
“I don’t deserve you” you gasped, looking down timidly
”What?”
“I’m ugly”
“No, you’re not”
“My skin color is hideous”
“No, it’s not”
“I shouldn’t have worn my hair out today”
“Y/N, look at me”
You refused. “It’s unatttacti-”
“Dammit, Y/N look at me!”
You looked up at him. His face was neutral, but in his eyes, you saw a flare of anger.
”Never say those damn words again. You are not ugly. Your brown skin is gorgeous. It is not hideous.” He carefully ran a hand through your hair. ”Your afro is part of who you are. Do not change it to ‘fit in’. Your hair is unique. It isn’t meant to fit in, and it sure as hell doesn’t need to be fixed. You’re beautiful just the way you are.” He leaned in and kissed you chastely. “Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.”
“Thank you,” you whisper, looking at your boyfriend in total adoration. Nothing can express how much confidence and comfort those words had given you. You looked around to take in your surroundings. You hadn’t noticed that you were in front of the studio this whole time.
He chuckled, releasing your cheeks. “Let’s go inside,” he said, grabbing your hand and leading you into the building, up to his room. After opening the door, he sat down in his black swivel chair and you sat down on his lap. “I have a surprise for you. Gray helped me on this. It’s to remind you how beautiful you are to me” he said, leaning forward and pressing a play button. The song played throughout the room.
“I think I’m in love with
the way your nail glitter
the way your hair fall
the way you constantly
bite on that coffee straw...”
”(I think) I’m in love with you
and you just gotta let-let
my love adorn you
I like the way you dress, I like your taste
all I want is you
Even if you don’t do anything, you’ll never be boring
baby you just don’t know
how beautiful you are
If you don’t know, let me explain girl...”
After the song finished playing, you turned around, straddling him. “Thank you, babe” you breathed, wiping a tear from your cheek. “I feel like I’ve said those words a hundred times today” you chuckled. You leaned down and kissed him, slowly and softy.
He smiled. “And I treasure those words everytime you say them”
”I love you so much Dabin” you whispered, nuzzling your face into his neck.
“I love you too Y/N,” he said lovingly, resting his head on top of yours.
A/N:
I thought up the storyline of this fanfic in like 5 minutes. I was surprised with myself. Hope you enjoyed it :)
P.S: If you haven’t heard Dabin’s song “Action!” (ft. Gray), then do it now! It’s a WHOLE bop!
Summary: When your stressed out about a school paper, Chanyeol offers to help you unwind
“Ugh! I got distracted AGAIN!” you groan, closing out your Tumblr feed and opening up a document on your laptop. You have to finish you this English paper by Friday, you thought to yourself, So focus Y/N. focus focus focus
After typing for a while, you stretch your arms above your head. You hear the door to your study open behind you. You keep typing since you already know who it is.
“Babe, shouldn’t you take a break?” you can hear the concern in his voice, “You’ve been working all day.”
“Chanyeol,” you sigh “this paper is worth 50% of my final grade. I’ve been getting distracted so I really need to focus and finish this. It’s stressing me out.”
A few seconds later, he’s looming behind you, staring at the laptop screen. “But I can help you relax.” he offers, his hands massaging your shoulders. “I hate seeing you so tensed up”
You lean back, falling into his touch. “As much as I would appreciate that, I just wanna finish this and get it over with, okay?”
He pulls up a chair and sits behind you. “I’ll stay here though if that’s okay with you”
You shrug nonchalantly, “That’s fine as long as you’re quiet”
You lean forward towards the laptop and continue to type. The author uses many objects within the story as symbols representing civilization and disorder. One of those symbols being the conch...
You feel his fingers draw lazy circles on your leg, and you playfully slap them away. “Chanyeol, stop it. You don’t think I know what you’re doing?”
“What am I doing?” he asks innocently. You knew he was smirking. His soft lips kiss your shoulder blade and up your neck. You move your head away from him. You feel his hand reach under your shirt and cup your breast, pinching and pulling your nipple while the other slips inside your shorts. You inhale sharply as his fingers stroke up and down your pussy, and your hips immediately grind against them. God how much you want those fingers inside you, fucking you so good, making you c-
You shake your head, taking yourself out of your trance. You know Chanyeol likes to tease, and you’re not going to give him what he wants. “Chanyeol,” your voice shaking with pleasure, “I have to finish my pap- FUCK!” You yelped as he slips two fingers inside you. You grind even harder against his fingers as they go in and out, desperate for release.
He chuckled cockily. “Your body says otherwise” he whispered, and you felt his breath on the shell of your ear. “Your aching to cum all over my fingers, aren’t you?”
You bit your lip, holding back a moan. That made him irritated. He pinched your nipple even harder, causing you to scream in both pain and pleasure.
“I asked you a question babygirl” he growled, his deep voice giving you a shiver up your spine. His fingers pound into you even harder.
“Yes!” you moan desperately, reaching up behind to grab his neck. His thumb rubs your clit, causing your back to arch. Your hips to buck with even more ferocity. Your mind is completely blank, only focused on the feeling of his fingers. You soon feel your pussy clench around them.
“Cum for me baby” he growled, softly biting your ear.
“Agh...fuck!” you croaked as your orgasm goes through your body. You ride out the aftershocks, clenching his arm and slowly grinding against it until you’ve calmed down. Chanyeol moved his fingers, your body twitching as he took them out of your pussy. He brought his wet digits to your mouth and you sucked on them eagerly, licking off every drop your juices.
“You're so fucking sexy” he breathed, lifting you up by the waist and setting you down on top of the desk. His lips smash down onto yours, his tongue prying your lips open. You return with the same amount of force, grabbing his hair. He growled in response, his hand slipping into his waistband and palming his erection. He breaks the kiss, biting your lip roughly. “You want this cock? Hm?” he rasped, resting his forehead against yours.
You felt yourself get wetter from his words right then and there. “Yeol, please” you whimpered desperately
“Please what?” he growled, tightening his grip on his cock
“Please, fuck me”
He chuckled darkly and leaned into your ear, ”But don’t you have a paper to finish?”
He winked at you and smiled mischievously before exiting the room. You sat there, sexually frustrated and feeling utterly humiliated.
A/N:
This smut is my return to writing. I haven’t written a fanfic in 4 years, so forgive me if my writing is a little shitty. I’m really rusty. Anyways, part 2 will be about the reader getting revenge, SO GET READY FOR SOME SUB!CHANYEOL BITCHES!!!!
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