[jungnoir]

eye for an eye;

im changkyun | “This has been a shitty week and you just grabbed the last box of my favorite comfort food from the shelf, do you really want to fight me rn?” rival!au. | 2.1k words. | fluff. a little bit of suggestive language in this because rival au’s are my kink (and so is changkyun). requested.

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[haiitanis]

idfc | Im Changkyun

❧ summary: ‘Cause I have hella feelings for you / I act like I don’t fucking care / 'Cause I’m so fucking scared.

❧ word count: 4k

❧ rating / pairing: m [ smut (this got really nasty, i’m so sorry) / language ] / Changkyun x Reader

❧  playlist: ▶▶▶

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[kwanisms]

Secrets

GENRE: angst, mild fluff

PAIRING: Wonho x Reader

WARNING: language, mention of alcohol, intoxication

SUMMARY: after ending a secret 2 year long relationship with Hoseok, you realize how much you really loved him and just maybe he feels the same?

WORD COUNT: 7.5k

requested by @penguinkyung

The loud and angry sounding vibrations of your phone reverberated off your nightstand where it sat charging. You checked the time on your alarm clock and saw it was nearly midnight. What could that be?

Reluctantly, you got up from your perch on the window seat in your bedroom on the second story and crossed the room to check your phone. It was a text from Hoseok.

You slid the screen to unlock to open your messages, sighing as you typed in a response.

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[miss-noo-na]

Three of a Kind (Jooheon/Wonho Threesome Smut) Part 1

Part 2

Title: Three of a Kind

Featuring: Wonho x Jooheon x Reader

POV: Third person

Rating: Mature. Super-duper smut

Word count: 4,360

Summary: You’d like to introduce a third into you and Wonho’s relationship, and you know just the person.

She sat perched upon Wonho’s lap, his arms encircling her waist. He stared up at her, a mischievous smile playing upon his lips as her eyes scanned the room.

“Well?” he said, low enough so only she could hear.

She nodded her head to the end of the couch where they sat, where Jooheon was. He had a pair of headphones on and was flipping through a magazine, oblivious to them.

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[monstaxnight]

Your heartbreak breakup scenario with Hyungwon was amazing... could you please please do one with CK but angsty and from the reader’s perspective? I haven’t seen anyone tell you this in too long but you’re the best writer around here ❣️

Thank you. *little love hearts*

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[dat-town]

The 7 kisses mission

Characters: Jooheon & You

Setting: best friends to lovers, soulmate au

Genre: fluff, an attempt at humour

Summary:  When your Statistics professor tells you that you should be able to find your soulmate before turning 21 and reaching 13 kisses, you decide to make it into a mission. Your best friend doesn’t approve.

Warnings: swearing, alcohol, one kinda dub-con kiss

Words: 6.4k

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[kiheonster]

Better at Best Pt. 2 (M)

Characters: Kihyun/Reader

Length: 6000 words

Genre: FluFF and smut

A/N: hallo i’ve decided to make this story into a (mini?) series made a pt 2 and added the few side drabbles i wrote some while ago~~ i love u pls enjoy 

College/ Enemies with Benefits AU

Part One

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You feel great.

Ever since that…day, you’ve ignored Kihyun’s presence entirely, including his flirtatious winks, his texts, he attempts to talk to you, to invite you over again in that sultry voice of his. In all cases, you’ve pushed him away.

It mainly stems from your irritated confusion at Kihyun’s behavior. Why is he suddenly acting as if you’re old friends, or, at the very least, some hookup buddies? You fucked once. Because you both were angry. That’s it. He has made it clear that he simply wants to do it again, just as he asked at the end of last time, but there is no way in hell do you have the energy–mentally or physically–to keep up that kind of relationship with that kind of boy.

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[moonnightyoongi]

fallen petals

pairing: wonho x reader

word count: 7k

genre: fluff, angst, mentioned smut, soulmate!au

description: in a world ran by soulmates & soulmates roses if you didn’t have one it was a very lonely life. And you thought you’d be living the loneliest of them all. 

a/n: cause’ monsta x finally got their first win (woo!) i finished this piece! 

inspired by this short piece: xx

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[sheisdreamingsheisdreaming]

The Race To Her V Card, A Petty Race Pt 4

Title: The Race To Here V Card, A Petty Race.

Genre: Collegeau!, slice of life.

Member: I.M.

Word Count: 3320.

Description: With the party finally arriving you’ll soon find out if you can get anything out of Taeyong.

It was the night of the party, you were sitting in your room, wearing a dress that was clinging to your skin more than anything you had worn before, with your friend hovering close to your face as she put on your makeup for the night.

“Can you just let me do it myself?” You asked in a mutter and your friend let out a grunt, her breath slapping you in the face, making your nose to twitch in annoyance.

“Just shut up and let me make you look good” She argued.

“I know how to put on eyeliner, why can’t I do my own makeup?” You grumbled with closed eyes and your friend scoffed again.

“Because I told you that I am going to be the one that makes you look hot as fuck for tonight” She answered in retort and you sighed.

“Are you almost done?”

“Have patience will you?” Your friend snapped and you huffed, your nose itching and your shoes in your hand, waiting to be put on your feet so that you could leave. You continued on with a thin line of patience, talking to your friend and humming along to the music she had on shuffle whenever there was a pause in the conversation.

“And I think I’m done!” She finally exclaimed, your eyes shot open in relief and your friend stepped out of the way, letting you look at your reflection in the mirror on your wall as you bent forward, putting the heels that were high enough to break your neck in front of your feet with a gasp leaving your lips.

“How many times do I have to tell you to sign up for that beauty course?” You awed at the work of your friend and she chuckled.

“I just like making my face pretty” She shrugged, her voice sweet and innocent as she blinked at you doing up the straps of your shoes.

“But think about it, you have so much talent that you could be getting paid to touch the faces of people like Park Chanyeol” You waved your arms at the talent standing in the room with you.

“Park Chanyeol?” You friend muttered and you nodded.

“Park Chanyeol” You answered and she licked her lips, her eyes lighting up, forcing laughter to pull through your lips at her response.

“We all know I love me some Park Chanyeol” She agreed with you and you nodded eagerly.

“So sign up for a course and get your qualification to touch Park Chanyeol’s face, let’s get going” You used your arms to usher your friend to the door of your room after picking up your phone.

“Hold on just one second Y/N!” She screeched and you flinched, a cringe covering your face as you rubbed your ears in over exaggeration in response to her loudness.

“You’re looking hot as fuck and you think I’m gonna let you leave this house without getting photographic proof of it?!” She continued, looking utterly horrified at your attempt to get to the party without her taking a picture of you.

“Yes” You grumbled, leaving the room without her and she chased after you, phone held in her hand as she continued to yell.

“Halt those sexy legs of yours and let me get a picture of that ass of yours shawty” You rolled your eyes, reaching the front door and swinging it open.

“See, it’s when you say things like that I start questioning our friendship, and your sanity” You shook your head and your friend stomped out of the house in her own pair of black heels, slamming the door shut and following you down the driveway.

“I’m sorry that I’m not blind to the fact that my best friend is attractive”

“You’re just proud of your work” You shot back.

“That too” Your friend admitted and you scoffed.

“Conceited”

“Hey, I need all the practise I can get if I’m gonna touch Park Chanyeol’s face!”

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When you were halfway down the street of Wonshik’s house, you could hear the thump of rap music pounding out of the only house making noise on the street. You rolled your eyes, it was typical, all these boys cared about was rap music, not what was popular amongst their own age group these days. There were people on the front lawn, you saw one guy vomiting already, and the sun was yet to set, others had drinks in their hands, no doubt soon to follow the same path of the sickly man not too far from them. Just looking at the people on the front lawn swaying around, you knew that the people actually in the house would be a lot worse.

The door opened just as your friend was reaching for the handle, you both looked to a stumbling Wonshik, a bottle of some alcohol in one hand his other gripping onto the handle of the door, helping him stand straight.

“Oh! Y/N and Y/N’s snarly friend! Come in, I’ll show you where Changkyun is” Wonshik winked in your direction at the mention of your best friends name as the girl next to you let out a snarl, fitting the accusation the drunk Wonshik gave her.

“Y/N, you look hot” Wonshik commented, looking you up and down as he slung his weight onto you, already needing support to walk.

“Thanks, Wonshik” You decided not to be too much of a bitch to Wonshik since he was showing you to where your two friends and their mob of perverts were, without his drunken ass you would have been lost in the big house he lived in.

“Hahaha, my parents are gonna kill me” Wonshik giggled, watching as two girls swayed in each other’s arms, falling and breaking an expensive looking chair on the way down. You gripped onto your friend’s hand, making sure not to lose her in the crowd as you gave her an uncertain look.

“Yo Shikie brother!” A voice just as familiar as it was aggravating called out to the young adult clinging to you and Wonshik let out another one of his deep voiced laughs, raising a hand and pointing at your very target for the night. Taeyong was laughing over the music, for once his smile wasn’t a cocky smirk that made your skin crawl in disgust, he looked like an innocent teenage boy, even a child with the light of happiness in his eyes, clapping his hands in a cheery laugh as he watched his friend. But you figured a child probably wouldn’t be laughing at a drunk person clinging to a girl that had to help him walk.

“Y/N, what a pleasant surprise to see that you really showed up” Taeyong stood up, walking those few steps that were left between you and the group of boys, his hand touched your waist and he leant in close so you could hear him over the loud music without having to yell.

“And you brought your friend” A tight smile tugged at his lips when he pulled back, giving your friend a look that you could not understand.

“Assface” Your friend gave a single nod.

“Sweetheart” Taeyong nodded back, looking back to the person in front of him, giving you a wink as his arm left your body.

“I know you have your other friends here, so you don’t have to worry about me, hang out with them if you want” You gave your friend a sorry smile, knowing these boys annoyed her more than they did you.

“They’re only gonna target me more when they’re drunk” She nodded as you leaned into each other, hugging as you talked into each other’s ears.

“I’ll text one of them and go to them if you don’t really mind” She continued and you nodded.

“Do whatever makes you comfortable babe” You smiled and she gave you a hug before waving as she shuffled through the crowd towards the kitchen.

“Hey Y/N”

“Changkyun” You sighed in relief when you heard the familiar voice close to your ear. You turned around, having watched your friend walk away, facing Changkyun with a smile that expressed your excitement to see him, but you were shocked at how close he was standing to you.

“You look nice” Changkyun gave your outfit a look over, his cheeks tinting pink when he saw you in the tight dress and heels, complementing you in all the right ways.

“Thank you Changkyun, you look great” You giggled back, the boy you liked just gave you a compliment, it was simple but it meant something coming from your awkward friend.

“You drinking tonight?” He asked you, smiling with a shad of pinks covering his cheeks and you nodded.

“Just a few tonight” You answered, making Changkyun nod.

“Yo, we’re going to get drinks” Changkyun called out to his friends

“Wait I didn’t even get to say hello to the babe!” Jimin protested, reaching a hand out to the two of you as if he were a heartbroken man in a movie.

“Dude, that’s Y/N” Kyungil giggled and Jimin grinned, nudging his friend as he looked at him.

“Exactly” Jimin cackled and the two went off into their own world of chuckles and giggles together.

“Sorry about them” Changkyun frowned, turning you away from the rowdy boys and taking you towards the kitchen.

“Don’t stress” You smiled.

“Hey, wait for me you two!” Taeyong cut in before Changkyun could sputter an answer in protest. He pushed through the crowd and scampered over to the two of you as you looked over your shoulders, halting your movements until he was next to you.

“I need a refill” Taeyong shook his empty red cup and you nodded, walking to the kitchen with him now following you and Changkyun.

“What are you drinking Y/N?” Changkyun asked you and you looked around at the array of alcohol covering the kitchen table.

“Um” You grabbed a red cup for yourself and Taeyong watched you and Changkyun interacting as he poured his own drink, taking a sip and crossing his arms over his chest. Changkyun only smiled as you pondered over all the drinks, knowing you weren’t fussy and didn’t really have any particular favourites to drink.

“What are you having?” You asked him and Changkyun knew that this meant you were most likely going to go for the same thing as him.

“Pass me your cup” He commanded and you slid the cup across the table to him, sitting it next to his as he picked up one of the bottles of coke.

“I’m mixing” He looked at you as he put the coke in his cup first, in case you changed your mind.

“That’s fine with me” You nodded in the reassurance he wanted. Taeyong was staring you down, you paid him no attention while he watched the way you stood close to Changkyun, being near him but not close enough to touch, because everyone knew that Changkyun was uncomfortable with skinship unless it was the little touches he initiated. There was a smile close to a smirk on Taeyong’s face, he could have even looked territorial to anyone if they looked at him. There was no denying he found you attractive, especially in what you were wearing. You looked up, meeting the eyes of Taeyong, giving him a polite smile before taking an experimental sip of the drink Changkyun made you.

“I know, you don’t have to tell me, I’m a pro at making drinks” Changkyun brushed the dust from his shoulders, you figured he must have already had a couple since he was coming out of his shell a little, putting his hands up for a high five.

“You’re the boss” You nodded, giving him his well deserved high five and smiling at Taeyong again.

“All done?” He asked and you nodded.

“Then let’s take you to say high to the others then shall we?” He gave a tilt of his head and nodded back to the crowd outside the kitchen.

“Jooheon has been waiting to see you” Changkyun added and your smile grew bigger.

“Then let’s go find him” Changkyun nodded as you moved, his hand briefly touching the curve of your back so that you could walk in front of him, standing between him and Taeyong who lead you through the drunk and dancing people in the house, taking you back to where Wonshik had first directed you.

“Aye Y/N” Jongin yelled over the music when he saw you, he was slouching in his seat, a bottle of strong beer in his clenched fingers as he puckered his lips with a wink.

“How is the pretty girl going?” He asked you with a slur, leaning forward to look past the people sitting between himself and where Changkyun directed you to sit.

“You need to work on your attempts at flirting Jongin” You stated bluntly and the boy chuckled, giving you another wink as he leant over Jungkook’s lap, who sat staring out at the dancing drunks.

“It’ works with everyone else” He informed you.

“Congratulations to you then Jongin” You responded before looking away. It seemed just about all the boys in this group was having eye problems, Joon, who was sitting opposite of you sent you one of his own winks and you stared him and his buddy Hoseok who waved at you with fairy fingers with the blankest expression you could muster. Now, all that was missing was an extra flirty Suho to make your night complete. There were a few unfamiliar faces surrounding you, you had never cared to know the names of everyone Changkyun was friends with, you knew that you wouldn’t like them, so why bother?

“Where is that tool?” You heard Taeyong scowl, and you looked at him, sitting on the other side of Changkyun who was tucked between the two of you, staring down at his drink. Taeyong put his phone to his ear and you watched as he fought to be heard on the phone over the music.

“Jooheon, where the hell are you? You’ve been bitching about Y/N coming all day and now that’s she’s actually here you’re nowhere to be seen!” He yelled into the phone, he was scowling now and you could have sworn he was growling like a dog.

“I said. Where the fuck are you? Y/N is here!” Taeyong screamed down the phone and you had to bite back a chuckle at his misery.

“DID YOU SAY Y/N IS HERE” You heard an excited voice from behind you, looking to see Jooheon marching over, making Taeyong scrunch up his face in a sour expression when it made the phones on the call scream in protest, his phone still attached to his ear.

“Bastard” He snarled as Jooheon’s eye landed on you, ignoring Taeyong.

“Y/N!” He exclaimed, running around the couches you were all sitting on and you stood up, opening your arms as you grinned.

“Jooheon!” You cheered back, laughing when he pulled you into his arms, hugging you tightly and lifting your feet off the ground to give you a single spin.

“Can you see under the dress?” Kyungil pushed Jimin’s head down, making his body slide down the leather couch as he tried following your legs.

“You prick” Taeyong hung up the phone and you gave a cheeky chuckle, leaning forward in Jooheon’s arms to force Taeyong’s cup to his lips.

“Drink up dude, you’ll feel better” You chided jokingly, not expecting Taeyong to skull a full cup of bourbon at your command.

“Truly a party animal” You sighed.

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What was two drinks for you and several for the men surrounding you later, it was safe to say everyone was drunk, or very close to being drunk. Taeyong was one of those drunk people, Changkyun was very close to being drunk, so he was wandering around having his fun. Which was good for you because you would be ashamed if he saw what you were about to do.

“I just wanna dance” Taeyong groaned from where he was slouched not too far away from you. His eyes shut as he whined like a child, his hips wiggling as if he were put on a timeout and wasn’t allowed to get up and go to the dance floor.

“Then why don’t you go and dance Taeyong?” You asked him, you were not one of the drunk, or even the tipsy people, after three drinks you were still doing well and aware of everything you were doing.

“Because I have no one to go with me” Taeyong only shook more, throwing a little tantrum on the couch whilst you watched. You looked away, not knowing what to do until you met the eyes of your friend, surrounded by her own group of girls giggling and dancing.

‘What the hell’

You watched her mouth the words, pointing at Taeyong who was a lot like a small child when he was drunk. You looked back at her and shrugged, showing her you didn’t know what was going on or what to do about it.

“I want someone to dance with!” Taeyong snapped, finally sitting up and glaring at the overly large living room that had been made into a dance floor by the guests, Wonshik somewhere within that crowd being one of the drunk dancers. Then an idea sparked in your head, Taeyong was foolishly giving you an opportunity to get something out of his drunk mouth and you had yet to take it.

“I’ll dance with you if you like Taeyong?” Looking over at him with a smile and a few innocent blinks, your invitation came out in the form of a question that had Taeyong pausing in his anger. He stared at you, looking up and down your figure before meeting your eyes with his own enlarged ones.

“You will?” He asked, letting out a gasp when you nodded.

“You should have said so sooner Y/N!” He exclaimed, standing up and pulling you to your feet, giving you one of his smirks before pulling you into the crowd. When you were mixed into the crowd, somewhere in the middle with Taeyong’s hands on your waist, you swayed to the beat, allowing his body to press against yours.

Taeyong wasn’t shy, his hands trailing the curves on your body, his nose trailing the length of your neck and you smiled, knowing what was about to happen wasn’t going to be very difficult on your part. So you turned to face him, putting your arms around his neck and letting him grind into you in the middle of his friends living room, with countless people around you doing the same.

“Say Taeyong” You grinned, your hand moving to pull his face closer to yours by the back of his neck. You could see the look in his eyes, becoming predatory over your body, licking his lips before you were moving close enough to be brushing them with your own.

“Want to go somewhere more private?” You smirked and Taeyong crashed his lips against yours hungrily. His fingers dug into the skin of your hips, pulling you into his body where you could feel the tightening of his pants against your stomach. You kissed him back, only pulling away from the heated makeout Taeyong’s lips provided when you needed to breathe.

“I couldn’t think of anything better to do” Taeyong grinned down at you, you could see a smirk tugging at his lips and you had to hold back one of your own. You winked at your friend when you passed her with her group of friends to go upstairs, her eyes widened when she saw who was holding onto your hand. Then she smirked and blew you a kiss for good luck, making you pucker your lips in return.

Maybe you have to be a little reckless to get what you want.

I am glad to finally have the next part of the Race To Her V Card posted, I’ve had it saved on my computer for a while now and for some reason hadn’t felt like it was time to post it until now.

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Love you dreamers xx

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Who’s the Daddy? [three]

gif’s not mine

Author: b0blegum

Pairing: Monsta X x Reader

Rating: 18+ (well, there’ll be some smutty part so… yeah)

Genre: Drama, Comedy (i think??)

Status: One | Two | Three | Four | …

Summary

One day, you found out that you were pregnant, but living under one roof with 7 men you’re really close with makes it harder for you to find who’s the father of the tiny bean that is growing inside your womb.

a/n this chapter is a bit serious and all, no humor whatsoever, but hope you guys like it as well and sorry for the delay! xo

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[kz-i-co]

Boss’s Daughter

Request: Wonho smut

Summary: there’s a new guy hired at your father’s hardware store and your forced to train him.

Pairing: Shin Hoseok/ Lee Hoseok (Wonho) /Reader

Genre: Smut

Words: 3.8k

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Who’s the Daddy? [three]

gif’s not mine

Author: b0blegum

Pairing: Monsta X x Reader

Rating: 18+ (well, there’ll be some smutty part so… yeah)

Genre: Drama, Comedy (i think??)

Status: One | Two | Three | Four | …

Summary

One day, you found out that you were pregnant, but living under one roof with 7 men you’re really close with makes it harder for you to find who’s the father of the tiny bean that is growing inside your womb.

a/n this chapter is a bit serious and all, no humor whatsoever, but hope you guys like it as well and sorry for the delay! xo

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[hyungtop]

making out with mx

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[gaiyofanfiction]

Rare Blood (9)

Chapter 1 - Chapter 2 - Chapter 3 - Chapter 4 - Chapter 5 - Chapter 6 - Chapter 7 - Chapter 8 - Chapter 9

Vampire Prince!Yoo Kihyun x Siren!Reader

Much angst, maybe fluff

Vampire world!AU

A/N: Ahhhh so much love from everyone! Thank you for the 825+ follows! We are so close to 1000 and we’re so excited! This will be the second to last chapter of the story, we hope you all enjoy!

Disclaimer: This store is pure fiction. Yoo Kihyun and the rest of Monsta X are the sweetest creatures on this earth, we know they would never do anything to harm or manipulate anyone.

Trigger warning: Mentions of manipulation, abuse and blood for right now. Very slight mention of sexual assult. Character death.

“Y-You’re Min Yoongi?!” You immediately stand up and back away from the vampire hunter.

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[thesmutshewrote]

A Man Who Can Do Both - Pt 4

Warning: This fanfic contains smut in some parts - morning sex!

Pairing: Reader x Kihyun

Genre: fluff, smut, college!au, mature language, mild angst

Word Count: 4.2k

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

Summary: Your best friend Kihyun is known for his cotton candy pink hair and being a good boy. He always does his homework and obeys all the rules. After you both graduate from high school, you’re both anticipating going to the same college. You know that Kihyun wanted a fresh start and a new look, but you weren’t prepared for this kind of change. College will definitely be interesting with this new side of Kihyun, a change that will effect your friendship forever.

“Kihyun, did you just- but you’re-”, you stutter, confused as to what you’re supposed to say after your best friend kisses you.

“Even if I don’t remember it, I want you to remember. I want you to be tortured by the thought of kissing me again.”

You looked at him in shock, your mouth gaping open. You needed to say something, tell him how you feel, except your thoughts didn’t come together and you couldn’t speak. Before you could force yourself to say something, anything, Kihyun had laid his head back on the seat and ignored you a little, pretending to sleep. After all, confessing his love for you was a difficult task which required some rest.

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[joo-heo-n]

One Time Thing

Genre: Angst/Fluff/(Suggestive)

Member: Shownu

Word Count: 7,368

a/n: Have a good weekend!!!

Summary: “You then glanced over at the guy on the opposite side of the auditorium and squinted. Attempting to take a good look and memorize his face in case you needed help, you nearly gasped when it dawned on you that no mental photograph was needed because you already knew this person, and you wanted to so badly slam your head hard against the small desk before you. Son Hyunwoo was not only the guy who relieved you from stress for a night, but he’d also be the cause of your stress for the following months to come.”

When you had mentioned to your friends the idea of going to a club for the last time before school started, you had initially thought of getting buzzed and dancing until the late hours of the night. You wanted to enjoy the freedom of a weekend and stress-free environment before school and work took up the following months. You never thought, however, that you’d find the perfect distraction in the form of a tall, incredibly hot guy, and not at a club, but a house party. You weren’t one to sleep around every time you went out on weekends, but this time around, you’d be rather ungrateful if you didn’t take the opportunity with a man such as the one you found yourself making out with at the moment.

The two of you hadn’t even made it inside his apartment before you were on his lap, one of his hands at your waist as the other held the back of your neck. You had surprisingly hit it off quickly with him. It took a mere glance as you bumped into him while turning to go find more drinks for his eyes to lock with yours and practically play tug of war with each other until one of you gave in. You wanted to think it was a win-win, where you unanimously decided to give into each other but a little voice in the back of your head told you you were just a sore loser and he had you wrapped around his finger from the start.

Nonetheless, things didn’t move too fast when you were at the party, in fact, you had wondered why it had taken him so long to take it further. Once he did, you couldn’t help it, your hands were all over him and you were not one bit ashamed, which made him chuckle but he never stopped you. You ran your hands down his chest and brought them back to his neck, letting one go to his hair as his lips crashed with yours once, twice, three times more. After a few minutes, the heat in the car was too much and the two of you had to break away, making you pant against him as he smiled, lips reddened and cheeks flushed.

“Are we going inside?” you asked, trying to catch your breath as he nodded, unlocking his door and opening it as you ungracefully made your way off of him and got off, earning a few chuckles from you in embarrassment, but he couldn’t have minded any less. You could tell by the way he held your hand, fingers interlocked with your own as he took you to his apartment and hastily unlocked the door. As soon as the two of you were inside, he had you backed against the door, his hand on your cheek as the other still held your hand while he leaned forward slowly, taking you by surprise. His gentleness made your stomach flip uncontrollably as he pecked your lips slowly and then much more deeply, soon lifting you up and making you wrap your legs around his waist as he took you to the bedroom.

You knew the next morning that it was by far the best way to end the summer vacations, and sadly enough, he had officially raised your one-night stand standards too high for anyone who dared prove himself.

Until the new semester started, you had not heard the end of your one-night stand with your friends. Two weeks flew by and they still teased you about it, which frankly made you upset not because they teased, but because you weren’t sure you’d ever see him again, and never before had you met a guy that haunting when you were your loneliest.

You hadn’t really been able to get him out of your head, and it was unnecessarily draining.

You registered for your classes and came to the conclusion that you’d definitely hate your only lecture class, with it being so early in the day and on top of that your least favorite subject, there was absolutely no question about how much of a hard time you’d have in it. There was no way it could get worse.

Of course you would be totally wrong about that too.

“I’m actually kind of excited for this semester, I mean it’s already the second half of our second year, things only go up from here” your friend commented as the two of you walked  across campus for a coffee from your favorite place. “I don’t even know what kind of major you’re doing because that is so not my case” you said and your friend grinned. “You just have bad luck and a bad attitude about school” she retorted and you rolled your eyes at her and chuckled. “You’re too happy, I don’t think that’s right either” you stated and the two of you laughed.

“How are you even going to do it with the morning class you have?” she then asked, and you shrugged in distaste, grimacing as the two of you reached the coffee shop. “I think I’m just going to invest in this coffee place” you joked as you opened the door of the small shop and went inside. You were joking in that moment, but little did you know the following semester would consist of that coffee shop at least twice a week.

Your alarm rang loudly in your ears, the silence in your bedroom was now disturbed and it made you whine as you reached for your cell phone and turned it off. You saw the time and brought the bed sheets up to your nose, letting out a whimper as you closed your eyes tightly. You had no idea what the hell had taken over you as you registered for this class. It was going to be the worst mistake of your college life, no doubt about it.

You stood up lazily, sleep weighing heavily on your eyelids as you washed up and changed into clean clothes. By the time you were done getting ready, you checked the time and nearly cried out as you realized you wouldn’t have time for breakfast, and there would be no way you would wake up any earlier to get some. You concluded breakfast would just simply not be part of the days in which you had to wake up this insanely early.

You hadn’t even gotten the chance to look remotely decent choosing to wear a pair of jeans and plain shirt because you were not going to doll up at the crack of dawn. You were exaggerating, but you seriously felt like there could be nothing worse.

You drove in a daze, arriving with enough time to walk at your own pace to the lecture hall. When you stepped inside, you noticed how everyone in the room looked equally as regretful as you were feeling. Some wore their pajamas, and others actually looked as if they were about to go down a runway, which made you scoff as you found somewhere to sit at the very back.

You picked the dimmest part of the row to sit at and set your things down as everyone waited in silence for the professor to make his appearance. In a few minutes, he was behind the small desk and taking a microphone to speak into. He introduced himself and explained the syllabus, a routine you had grown accustomed to, so the entire time you felt your eyes threatening to shut close.

“I’m pretty bad with emails, and because I’m sure you will have questions, I assigned office hours to two TA’s  in here- could you please stand so everyone can see you?” his voice resonated through the room, and two students rose from their seats. You spotted the girl in the front row on the left side of the auditorium and took down her information on the screen at the front. You then glanced over at the guy on the opposite side of the auditorium and squinted. Attempting to take a good look and memorize his face in case you needed help, you nearly gasped when it dawned on you that no mental photograph was needed because you already knew this person, and you wanted to so badly slam your head hard against the small desk before you.

You quickly took down his information and watched as he sat back down, his body and face completely familiar to you.

Son Hyunwoo was not only the guy who relieved you from stress for a night, but he’d also be the cause of your stress for the following months to come.

“Please make sure to hand in your assignments to them since they will be the ones grading” the professor added, and you slouched down in your seat and frowned, bringing your hands to cover your face in disbelief.

The first two weeks were a breeze, you had turned in your assignments to the other TA and avoided Hyunwoo as much as physically possible, but every time you walked into that lecture hall, your eyes drifted towards where he usually sat at. So far, the subject wasn’t too difficult, and you had managed to get your things to the female TA without trouble, but you had told your friends about him and the one-night stand teasing came back.

“Maybe you should sleep with him again and get extra credit or your grades curved whenever you need it” one of your friends had half joked, and you were quick glare at her but lowered your head in shame. You didn’t regret it one bit, but having him for a class was not exactly fun, how long would you even be able to avoid him before he found you?

“Why don’t you just talk to him? You said he was nice the day you hooked up with him, so maybe he won’t be weirded out and you guys can be friends or something” another one of your friends commented as you walked to her dorm room. You shrugged and gave the idea some thought. “Okay, but what if you’re wrong?” you countered and she chuckled. “It’s an auditorium class anyway, I’m sure it won’t be that hard to avoid him” she said and another nodded. “Or just be cool about it if he doesn’t want to talk” she suggested and you pouted. You played the different scenarios in your head that night, running through any possibility of success and failure that you could encounter in trying to talk to him.

It all intimidated you no matter how plausible a positive outcome was. Making up your mind that you’d have to actually get up earlier than usual to look presentable if you were  to approach him, you couldn’t shake the feeling of insecurity at the thought of trying to look nice in front of him.

The next morning you grudgingly woke up an hour earlier than usual and started getting ready. There was not one drop of nervousness in you because it was still too early and you weren’t awake enough to actually give much thought to what you’d be doing later on, and the rest of the morning slipped by with ease despite feeling like your body was weighed down with exhaustion. Sitting in class, your fingers toyed mercilessly with your pen and your leg bounced a little as your eyes occasionally glanced over at Hyunwoo, making a tinge of excitement run through your body every time he shifted in his seat. Flashbacks of the night you spent with him randomly distracted you throughout the lecture and you had to shake your head a little and change the way you sat to reel your mind back into whatever it was your professor was saying. As soon as it was over, you decided to turn in your most recent assignment to Hyunwoo instead of the other TA. You took a deep breath and held your assignment in one of your hands as you made your way down to his row where a few people were already turning in papers to him.

You waited till you were the last person to hand your paper in and as soon as you were standing before him, a small voice in the back of your head told you to just call it quits, hand in your paper and sprint out of there. However, a much more determined part of you smiled and handed your paper to him. “Hi, Hyunwoo right?” you managed to utter, and only then did he give you a double take as he took your paper. “Yeah” he replied simply, averting his gaze from you to the stack of papers he fixed in his hands. “I don’t think you remember me, but we met at a party three weeks ago?” you persisted, and for a second you thought you recognized something like realization in his expression, but that quickly disappeared as he bent down to reach for his backpack and threw it over his shoulder, then finally met your gaze. He let out an exhale and parted his lips to speak. “Uh, I don’t- sorry, I have a class to get to, excuse me” he said, not one bit apologetic but you simply smiled and nodded, stepping out of his way and letting him walk past you. You let out a long breath and walked out of the lecture room, your feet feeling extremely heavy as you moved. You scoffed a little and chuckled in disbelief, why did you think that was a good idea? You had actually come to terms with this outcome the most, so you weren’t all that disappointed, really, it was actually one of the least worst case scenarios, so you thanked the universe for saving you the humiliation.

After that, you gave up trying to talk to him, in fact, you resigned from even looking at him. You continued to turn in your papers to the other TA and went on with your school life as if Hyunwoo had only been part of a dream you could now only recall if you tried hard enough. “Just like that? I thought you said he was super hot?” one of your friends said as the two of you munched on lunch. You offered her a half hearted shrug, “He is, but he was also a one-time hookup, no strings attached, and he obviously want to keep it that way” you commented to which your  friend quirked an eyebrow at. “So you have enough self-control to not look at him during class?” she teased and you snorted. “Never said I did, I daydream okay? But it’s not like I’m trying to make it happen. That class is starting to give me a hard time anyway so I can’t fall behind” you said and your friend grinned. “Yeah I guess that makes sense, but if it were me, he’d have me begging for him to tutor me” she joked and you guffawed, making a few heads turn in your direction as you covered your mouth to stifle your laugh. “I’m sure that’s not the only thing you’d be begging for” you added and she gasped, laughing right after. “Do you talk of experience?” she added and you winked sarcastically, the two of you falling into a fit of laughter.

You wanted to kick the seats in front you and throw your things into the front rows in rage. You gripped the paper tightly in your hand and stared at the several red marking and words. “What the fuck?” you said under your breath, gritting your teeth and trying to focus on one single marking at a time.

Ten minutes before class was over, you had been handed back several graded papers, and most of yours seemed to be fine with the exception of a few errors. However your last, most important paper had been an entire failure and you had the endless corrections in red to make it known to you. You furrowed your eyebrows as you analyzed the corrections and your eyes immediately drifted to the comments at the bottom.

You gaped in disbelief at the their harshness and felt yourself boil up in anger, your face becoming a little hot as you stomped out of the class and made it to the nearest bench to sit at. You stared at the differences between the other corrected papers and the bleeding red one. “What the fuck?” you repeated through a whisper and analyzed the handwritings.

They were definitely not from the same person.

Immense perplexion flooded your mind, it was obvious if your prefered TA hadn’t graded your paper, then only Hyunwoo could’ve. What you didn’t understand was why he had been so hard in grading your essay when really you hadn’t done much different from your previous ones. You also knew for a fact you were a decent essay writer, so there had to be some unnecessary markings.

There was no way you would let this slide and not because it was Hyunwoo, which really was just the cherry on top, but because you were barely passing the class and couldn’t afford another low grade.

You quickly retrieved his information from where you had written it down and sent an email, your fingers furiously typing and itching to include a few curses.

After you had stared at the paper for what felt like half an hour, you checked your email once again and read the reply. He blankly replied with the time and place the two of you could meet, making you scoff and head towards his location.

You reached the table for two at which he sat typing away at his laptop, brows furrowed in concentration. You tightened your jaw and didn’t realize how much your footsteps had slowed since you had spotted him. He looked up and found you only a few steps away, making you come back to your senses and set your assignment on the small table.

“Hi” he said, forcing a small smile that you imitated, sitting across from him and trying to hear him out instead of lashing out. “Hi, you graded my paper, and I just wanted to know if you could explain to me why I had so many mistakes?” you tried, being as polite as you could manage, this was to pass a class after all and your grade was in his hands.

Hyunwoo took your paper and gave it a brief glance, his eyes scanning the paper in what you assumed was disinterest. It sent a spike of irritation through your chest, but you suppressed it and swallowed hard. He set it down and let out a small exhale. “Well you tried using a lot of big words, it makes what you’re trying to say confusing” he started, meeting your gaze but you didn’t budge so he went on. “You’re trying too hard to sound smart, so you don’t really answer the prompt- it’s a bunch of jumbled thoughts” he concluded, taking one more glance at the paper before leaning back in his chair and shrugging.

You bit the inside of your cheek, your eyes narrowed at him as your stare shot daggers at him. His expression didn’t say much, it didn’t give away any sincerity or distaste, but more so indifference, but his body language said it all. He was being spiteful, and to his explanation you called bullshit.

“Okay… But the comments at the bottom were really harsh” you tried anyway, still leaving your grade in his hands and playing the docile role. He nodded and offered you a raise of the brows in acknowledgement, “Sorry, I didn’t think you’d take it that way, but they’re for future reference” he commented and you knitted your eyebrows in disdain.

He noticed how this ticked you off, letting out a sigh and a small nod, “Anything else I can help you with?” he asked, his demeanor changing to something more polite. You saw red in seconds. You had been holding back, hoping he’d sincerely explain your mistakes and maybe, who knows? Give you something else, anything else.

You were stunned as well, this was so not the guy you had met a few weeks ago, and you questioned whether that was the reason behind his attitude. “Is there anything I can do to fix this grade? I really need to bring it up and this paper makes that impossible” you nearly spat at him, but he didn’t even flinch. “It was one of the main grade inputs for the semester, the professor said it was final” he said simply and you felt your heart pick up its pace.

“I get that, but I think you graded this unfairly and I obviously have an issue with that” you added and he raised his eyebrows at you once more, “I don’t see how that’s the case” he defended and you scoffed. He was pushing it, and you didn’t think you’d hold it in much longer. “What’s your problem? I’m not asking for a redo, extra credit is fine, or I don’t know maybe bribing you or something at least if you’re not going to be responsible for unnecessary nitpicking” you said, raising your voice slightly.

Finally, he furrowed his eyebrows, clearly bothered by your reaction. When he said nothing, you stood up with a scoff and snatched the paper from the table. “If this is about what happened at the party, it’s totally immature and you shouldn’t be an asshole about it, get over yourself” you blurted, turning on your heel and stomping away.

The last thing you saw was how shocked he had looked at your outburst, but you couldn’t bring yourself to be level headed when you felt your face hot with rage.

It wasn’t fair, it was stupid, especially if it was about the party. You buried your face into the pillows of your bed and groaned, knowing that because of your little scene there was absolutely no way he’d curve the grade. It had been a week since your meeting and after that, you’d only avoid him and make sure your papers were handed to the other TA.

As if embarrassing yourself wasn’t enough of a punishment, your grade continued to waver between falling to a D and staying at a low C. If Hyunwoo was an ass about extra credit, the other TA was worse. You scrolled through your emails and refreshed your inbox, making a new email appear and you frowned as you recognized the sender’s name at the top of the list.

Hyunwoo had emailed you to meet again, and you just thought you might as well drop the class.

You sat at the small table where the two of you had met a week ago and as soon as you saw him from afar, you felt yourself cringe, remembering your last meeting. He made his way to you while adjusting his cap and bringing his hands to the pockets of his sweatpants, he looked rushed. “Hey” he said nonchalantly, as if the two of you were just the bestest of friends.

You smiled faintly and prayed to god to help you not further dig your grave. “I don’t have a lot of time but the other TA and I talked and decided to give everyone who got a bad score extra credit” he said, reaching you and offering you a kinder smile than the one he gave you the first time.

Your heart jumped inside your chest and you couldn’t contain your smile, “Are you serious?” you asked incredulously and he nodded with a shrug. “I’ll be working with those interested so just let me know” he then added with another nod,.“Thank you… Um… A-About last time…” you started and suddenly he was waving a hand before him in dismissal. “Don’t worry about it” he stated simply.

You held his gaze in question but all he did was exhale and nod, “I gotta go, I’ll see you around” he said and you nodded, wanting to jump out of your seat in relief and hug him. He offered you a small wave and took off, leaving you to scream internally from happiness.

You made sure to email him your extra credit assignments but that was as far as you ever went, still too embarrassed about confronting him regarding the night you shared two months ago. You made it into class and sat at your usual seat, no longer in the dark back rows, but instead somewhere in between. You fixed your things and prepared yourself for the lecture, catching sight of several students still making their way into the rows. Suddenly, you heard shuffling beside you, making you turn and surprising you as Hyunwoo smiled at you, two coffees in his hands.

You mouthed a hi and smiled as he handed you one of the cups and fixed the seat next to you for him to sit in. Your heart fluttered at his actions, feeling your nerves kick in a little, he was going to sit next to you- crap he really was going to sit next to you. As soon as he was settled, you glanced at him in question and held the cup of coffee in your hand in his direction. He chuckled and leaned into his seat, “It’s for you” he said softly. Just then the professor made his way to the front and greeted everyone, making Hyunwoo divert his attention away from you.

You set it on the small desk and took a hold of your pen, trying your best to pay attention to the lecture.

You couldn’t bring yourself to glance at him, halfway through you had forgotten he was even there, until you would sip from the cup would you be reminded. When it was over, as the two of you began putting your things away, several students came his way, handing over papers. “Bye, thank you” you managed curtly, as he gave you a small nod and brought his attention back to the other students.

When you checked your emails that evening, you found one from the almighty Hyunwoo, beckoning you to meet with him once again. He didn’t have to ask you twice, and it wasn’t because you were more than willing to see him again, but his email specified that he needed to talk to you about a couple of ungraded assignments that could still boost your grade, which enough of a motivator for you to agree. You gathered your things and made your way across campus to a location that wasn’t your usual meeting place but instead was outside a nearby campus cafe.

When you got there, you spotted him once again typing away at his laptop and turning his gaze between the screen and a few papers at its side. You took in a small breath and made your way to him, waving a little as you stood before him and he gave you a small smirk in acknowledgement. You sat across from him and he took a sip of his coffee, watching as you got settled and met his gaze. “You needed me?” you asked and he cleared his throat with a nod, “Do you still have the paper I first graded?” he asked and you squinted in thought with a hum, turning to look through your backpack and finding it. You were about to hand it to him but he spoke, “No it’s gonna be for you to look at” he said and you stared at him quizzically.

He took the papers next to his laptop and a pen, holding them up to read, his eyebrows raising a little and then knitting, “So, you keep making this one mistake in everything you turn in, and you did it in that paper too” he said, pointing with his pen at the bleeding red essay in your hand. Several minutes went by where he explained his corrections on your new assignments and discussed with you how to fix your mistakes. At some point you even forgot how angry you had been at him and how aggressively you had called him out the first time you met.

It was weird to you that this situation was even happening. After a rough start, if anyone looked in the direction of the two of you now, they’d think you were friends.

“See what I mean?” he asked and you nodded slowly, finally realizing he hadn’t graded in fact too harshly but earnestly and rather bluntly, but never with bad intentions. You let out a sigh and let your shoulders drop. “That makes… terrible sense” you said and he nodded, fiddling with the pen in his hand. You stared at each other for a few seconds before you had to look away in fear that your face was beginning to burn red. You bowed your head and scoffed, “I’m such an idiot…” you said through an exhale, making Hyunwoo hum at you in question. You lifted your head and smiled awkwardly, “Honestly, I’m so sorry for overreacting when you graded my paper” you confessed softly and Hyunwoo beamed a smile he hadn’t before, seeming a little embarrassed himself.

“Ah, yeah, I should have clarified myself too” he admitted and you chuckled a little, feeling your shoulders tense like they had when you first arrived. You still felt pretty damn embarrassed about what you had said, so in order to not completely drop down to your knees and apologize, you asked if there was more he wanted to talk about but when he said you were good to go, you thanked him and took off.

You hadn’t spoken to him since, continuing to turn in whatever work he asked for to him, and only replying to him through emails. You only saw him in class and occasionally made eye contact, both of you exchanging small nods or smiles, but that was as far as it went, and you were too scared to care for more at this point.

You made your way through the party with one of your friends holding onto one of your hands as you followed after her. It had already been half the semester and you were more than happy to be at one of these again, forgetting about classes for the weekend. The two of you bumped into a group of classmates and had stopped to chat up with them, drinking from your red cups as you exchanged laughter and ongoing drama, which you weren’t interested in but put up with it nonetheless.

Just then, as you listened to someone’s story, your friend took your hand and shook it, leaning into your ear and whispering, “Don’t look, but your TA is here” she said and you knitted your eyebrows as you pulled away to look at her. “Which one?” you mouthed and she nodded in the direction of where your TA was. You took a sip from your red cup and glanced over your shoulder, catching sight of a group of guys who had barely walked into the house party. You squinted a little and suddenly your heart dropped, making you turn back to your friend in shock.

She giggled to herself and gave you wink, going back to listen in on the gossip.

He looked amazing, and you were terrified.

You glanced over your shoulder once again and found Hyunwoo once again, his hair away from his forehead, a white t shirt clinging loosely over his figure as a pair of light wash ripped jeans hugged his thighs. You looked away once again and squeezed your eyes shut momentarily, trying very, very hard not to imagine him under everything he wore. You excused yourself and headed for the kitchen, deciding to pour yourself some more alcohol and nearly downing all of it on the spot.

You had told your friend everything that had happened, from your outburst to the extra credit assignments,and she had simply laughed and encouraged you to start something with Hyunwoo, but you refused time and time again. You made your way back from the kitchen and noticed your friend was gone, making you sigh as you decided to look for her. When you turned a corner and made it into the living room area, you found her awfully close to Hyunwoo and his group of friends. Why hadn’t you imagined he’d be here? He was a college student! Of course he’d be here!

You felt your stomach tighten as you made your way to your friend ever so slowly. You finally reached her and caught Hyunwoo glancing at you, which you decided to ignore and tap your friend’s shoulder. She turned to you with too much delight in her face, biting her bottom lip and giving you a wink as she then turned back to whoever she was talking to. You wanted to glare at her, but she was no longer minding you and instead, Hyunwoo was very obviously turning his attention to you.

You could practically feel his stare on you from a few feet away. So you played along.

You glanced at him and raised your eyebrows in acknowledgement with a smile, then looked away, pretending to be deeply immersed in the conversation your friend was clearly excluding you from. It didn’t take long before Hyunwoo and his friends were moving away and you only caught glimpses of him throughout the night, his glances never going unnoticed by you despite how much distance you tried putting between the two of you.

It didn’t take long before you were buzzed and a little dizzy, and you could no longer hold up your resolve to stay away from Hyunwoo. Not when he looked the way he did, and was now laughing and meeting your gaze. You knew he wanted something from you, and you wanted something from him, and that was why you had stayed away all night, but now you were making your way to him and he was meeting you halfways.

You stood before him and smiled, feeling your stomach tingle as he finally stood closer than he had been in the last couple of months. “Hey” you said and he chuckled, “Hi”, making you grin and take a deep breath. “You’ve been avoiding me” he commented and you felt a tinge of embarrassment make its way onto your face in the form of a blush. “Yeah… you haven’t” you remarked and he nodded, staring at the cup in his hand, which he placed on the closest shelve before bringing his hands to the pockets of his jeans. Jesus he was hot. He dropped his gaze to the space on the floor that was left between the two of you, inching his way towards you and stopping a breath away to look at you.

You froze in your spot, wanting nothing more than to kiss him because you could tell that was what he wanted you to do. Without realizing, you leaned towards him and let your lips graze his own momentarily before his hand was taking the nape of your neck and his lips crashed into yours. You nearly shivered at finally being able to kiss him after so long, but your excitement was short lived because you were soon remembering your friends conversation about having him be your TA. You pulled away and he chased your lips for a second before he was meeting your gaze in concern.

“You’re my TA” you said, a little breathless despite your kissing not getting far enough. Hyunwoo cleared his throat and dropped his hand from your neck, straightening up and averting his gaze from you. “I know I just… you-” he tried but stammered and let out a scoff. His eyebrows knitted in what looked like frustration to you, making you tug at his shirt to get his attention once again. He met your gaze and his expression softened as soon as you smiled. You didn’t want anything between the two of you to determine your final grades in that class, whether he took whatever the two of you had going on into consideration or not, it just didn’t seem right to you.

“I lied to you” he suddenly stated, and you looked at him in bewilderment. “Can we talk somewhere else?” he asked, having people continue to push past him and the music blasting too loudly for a proper conversation.

You nodded and he took your hand, leading you out of the house and onto the sidewalk of the neighborhood. He took you to his car and unlocked it so the two of you could sit inside. Once inside you turned to him and watched him fidget with his car keys, “What did you lie about?” you asked in curiosity and he smiled a little, “I did remember you when you introduced yourself at the beginning of the semester” he confessed and you wracked your brain for the memory but when you found it, you knitted your eyebrows in confusion. He looked at you and nodded, “I know, it was a jerk move, I’m sorry I didn’t really know how to react” he said and you stared at him in disbelief. “Honestly you made me feel stupid” you admitted and he let out a sigh as he brought a hand to the back of his neck in what you assumed was guilt.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know we’d be in the same class… I didn’t even think we’d see each other again” he then said, and you nearly laughed at his bluntness. “Yeah… I had no idea I’d see you again” you said and he glanced at you with a small smile, making you meet his eyes. You wanted to stop talking and make your daydreams come true after all this time, but as much as that was your desire, a smaller part of you tried to make you reason. Hyunwoo looked away from you and leaned his head against the seat, letting out a frustrated sigh, “I really want to kiss you” he said with a half-hearted chuckle, toying with his keys once again.

You smiled a little and took in a deep breath, “Do it” you said, throwing any reason out the window despite your resolution from a second ago, how bad could the damage for a make out be? You thought, and Hyunwoo turned to you in surprise. You leaned closer to him and even though he was hesitant before, he seemed to have also gotten rid of anything holding him back. He kissed you deeply and this time, the two of you were able to take it further, having you sit on his lap while his seat reclined. You brought your lips to his jaw and down his neck, but he continued to bring your lips back to his, making you pull back curiously as you met his gaze.

Hyunwoo sat up and brought you into his chest, his arm wrapped around you as his other hand rested at your hip. A sudden shot of electricity shot through you as you thought that maybe it was finally going to happen, but was taken aback by Hyunwoo’s sudden change in behavior. He slumped his shoulders and let out a long sigh as he met your gaze, laying back against the reclined seat and letting his hands fall against his sides. You stared at him in question and some embarrassment began making its way into your system, was this all about to end right now, while you still sat on him with every intention of devouring him whole?

“You okay there?” you asked playfully, poking at his side gently and making him smile faintly at you. He seemed to have been thinking something for a while before he was finally sitting upright and bringing his hands to your hips so he could peck your lips. “I could get in trouble for this” he then said softly, making the moment feel intimate in a nonsexual manner as the two of you stared at each other and he held you close. You brought your hands to meet at the nape of his neck, relaxing on his lap and taking in a deep breath, “Are you going to use my grades against me?” you asked in a teasing manner, but Hyunwoo gave you a stern shake of his head as his eyebrows furrowed in disgust, “No, I wouldn’t do that- that’s not even what I was thinking” he said and you grinned, running your hands through his hair.

“I’m joking” you said and his expression softened as he watched you, wrapping his arms around your waist. After a few seconds of quiet, he chuckled and looked away, a small smirk on his lips, “I didn’t know how to talk to you and get to know you without making it look like favoritism” he started and you knitted your eyebrows at him as he continued. “I gave extra credit to people and figured that was a start to get to talk to you, because I couldn’t ask you on a date” he confessed. You felt your heart swell in your chest as you offered him a surprised look, pulling away a little to see him correctly. “Why couldn’t you?” you asked and he shrugged, “That professor is pretty strict with TA’s, he doesn’t let us date classmates” he said and you nodded in understanding.

“Can I take you home?” he then asked and you grinned as you nodded, leaning forward and placing a long kiss on his lips before you were moving back to the other seat so he could start the car. You let out a light chuckle and shook your head, “I had no idea you liked me” you said, as he drove you to your house and the two of you passed several green lights. turning back to him. He smiled a little and nodded, “Would you want to date me?” he then asked softly, and you glanced at him as he kept his gaze on the street before him. Once again you were surprised by how straightforward he was, making you grin a little to yourself, “How would that work out?” you asked and Hyunwoo smiled, his eyes crinkling a little.

Once the two of you arrived, he walked you to your doorstep and stood before you as you turned to face him. He stared at you for a few seconds before he was running a hand through his hair and putting both hands in his pockets. His hair fell swiftly over his forehead once more and you wanted to run your hands through it. You stared at him and made your way up to him and stopped only a few inches away. “Wait for me” he said, his voice low and deep, making a tinge of excitement go through your chest. “Wait for you?” you questioned, inching closer to him until your chests were practically grazing. “Till the end of the semester, then we can date” he finally said, and you leaned towards him, capturing his lips with yours in a slow kiss.

He brought his hands to cup your jaw and you smiled through the kiss, suddenly remembering your first night together at that party a few months ago. You finally pulled away and whined, “I don’t know if I can wait three more months” you said jokingly and he gave you a chaste kiss before taking your hand, “I waited half a semester too, so it’s only fair” he remarked.

You scoffed and laced your fingers with his as you walked backwards until your back was against the door, “Does this mean I get more extra credit?” you teased, making him look at you sternly. “No, just coffee” he commented, making you chuckle as you unlocked the door and pulled him inside, “Maybe I can change your mind” you joked and he followed after you.

“Maybe you can” he said, taking you into his arms as the two of you made your way further inside your home with quick kisses, hasty hands, and eager expectations for what was left of the semester.

[thesmutshewrote]

A Man Who Can Do Both - Pt 3

Warning: This fanfic contains smut in some parts

Pairing: Reader x Kihyun

Genre: fluff, smut, college!au, mature language, mild angst

Word Count: 2.2k

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

Summary: Your best friend Kihyun is known for his cotton candy pink hair and being a good boy. He always does his homework and obeys all the rules. After you both graduate from high school, you’re both anticipating going to the same college. You know that Kihyun wanted a fresh start and a new look, but you weren’t prepared for this kind of change. College will definitely be interesting with this new side of Kihyun, a change that will effect your friendship forever.

“Oh, come on. I saw how you reacted. Girls don’t blush for no reason.” This girl was definitely a nosey one. A girl you would have to look out for in the future. She seems like she could be big trouble.

You neglected to answer her, but what he said to you was still ringing in your ears, and what he did. Words that you never thought you would hear from his lips. Lips that touched your neck when he spoke.

“Next time I pin you down, I have no intention of walking away”

The rest of your first week back at school was relatively boring. Boring compared to your first day. Kihyun acted normal in front of you, almost like your little incident in the hallway didn’t happen. The words he had said to you that day rung in your ear, only distracted by his constant flirting with other girls in your classes. You’ve been able to have conversations with Kihyun about your shared art history class and talk about your summers. It seemed that Kihyun really just hated his pink hair and was tired of being called a goody-two-shoes. You don’t blame him, it must be rough. You think back and realize you’ve never been called that, but have heard of people talking about Kihyun like he was a saint. You always knew that he wasn’t.

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