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“I like how sleeping next to someone means more than sex sometimes, the body’s way of saying ‘I trust you to be by my side at my most vulnerable time,’ you have no defenses when you are asleep, you tell no lies”

— Eric Shaw

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Hyungwon: YOU’RE UGLY WHEN YOU LIE

Kihyun: I’M NOT LYING!

Hyungwon: THEN WHY ARE YOU UGLY

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Bunny

Pairing: Park Seonghwa x reader

Summary: “I’m changing your contact name to: My Slutty Bunny.” He stated as his grip on your hips tightened ever so slightly.

Warning: Mature! 18+ you have been warned

Genre: Straight up smut

A/N: Read at your own risk and if you choose to read please feel free to give feedback and request are always open. I have not proof read this so keep in mind there are errors everywhere. I put off posting this because I felt like it wasn’t good enough, but something in me said, fuck it post that shit and get it over with. Hence the post, meaning I obeyed my random thoughts, anyway……here ya go!!! Thanks for reading 😊😊

Another night, sitting quietly in the backseat of your best friend’s car. Listening to her chat and talk with her boyfriend, Hongjoong. You sighed inwardly and looked beside you into the face of Seonghwa who also looked like he was bored out his mind.

This supposed to be double date that you both were forced to attend, again. Was seeming to drag on for ever! Even though it had just started. Seonghwa also looked at you and rolled eyes, while throwing his head back.

The constant flirting and giggling coming from the front seat was becoming more and more annoying. Just when you were about to start cursing, your bestie pulled over into the parking lot of a restaurant.

“We’re here!” She sang with the smile as she and Hongjoong got out of the car.

You huffed and Seonghwa laughed at you as he himself climb out of the vehicle. You both followed the happy couple inside, with you dragging your feet. You wanted to so badly to go home but you decided to stick out since your bestie put so much effort into getting you out of the house.

But why though? Well, let’s just say, you were dealing with some shit and it was really getting you down lately. Making you want to curl up in a corner and let all of what you felt go in the form of tears. But you wouldn’t let yourself cry, sometimes being a crybaby makes you feel better……I’m just saying.

After entering, you thought you’d all be sitting at the same table, but instead the hostess stopped you and Seonghwa and lead you to a table on the opposite side of the room. You looked at your bestie with a frown, but she smiled and blew you a kiss before going back to her man.

Now, sitting at the table in complete silence only seemed to make this night last longer. But a sigh from Seonghwa made you look up at him from the game you playing on your phone.

“Why exactly don’t you like me again?” Seonghwa asked with a gentle smile, “because I have no issue with you.” He added as he began taking a drink of water

“You’re a hoe.” You stated point blank, watching as he began choking on his water.

“Excuse me.” He sputtered whipping his face.

“I mean, the first time I met you, was at a party, I caught you coming out of back room with a random chick,” you explained, “then at another party, you were getting hands with some other girl in a dark corner of room. I do have a bunch more explanation as to why I’m not into you, my good sir, but I’m gonna stop right there.” You added at the end.

“All I can say is, it’s not what you think,” he gave a sheepish defense, “I’m not a hoe.”

“Bullshit,” you shot down.

“I can prove it,” Seonghwa defended himself.

“Yeah right.” You scoffed.

He pulled out his phone, unlocked it and placed in front of you. You looked up at him as if to ask him if he was serious. He gestured for his phone and you picked it up

“Read the messages.” He urged.

You scoffed and did as he urged, it took a brief moment, before you got bored and put his phone back on the table. He gave you a Quick Look before taking his phone back.

“That doesn’t prove anything.” You stated taking a sip of water, you put it down and looked around wondering where the fuck was the server to take your orders. Your mind focusing now on food.

“You didn’t see any chicks in there though.” He stated sitting back, now looking at you. Subconsciously, he gave you a once over and bit his bottom lip, you instantly caught it.

“See,” you pointed at him, “you’re a slut,” his rolled his eyes and smirked while letting out a scoff, “you’re looking at me like you could eat me alive.”

Seonghwa was now full on laughing under his breath, your expression was priceless. And before he could rethink his next words, he said them.

“You’re so cute, you look like a helpless bunny.” He snickered out.

Your face blushed red unexpectedly as you just stared at him, completely flabbergasted by the statement. All you could think was why on earth did your bestie keep putting you with this guy. And how in hell did he make you blush harder than a preteen in front of their first crush.

The server finally decided that now would be a good time to pop the fuck up. You both ordered a big ass burger with fries and he just smirked at you. You raised an eyebrow at him in question and he just threw his hands up

“What?” You questioned

“Nothing.” He answered

“Say it.” You urged.

He sighed, “You’re so tiny, I’m wondering how……”

You blinked, “Is this because last time I at an entire pizza by myself?” You asked him.

“Yes,” he answered, “you looked like a hungry chipmunk,” he mimicked you, “you’re not the only one that’s been watching the other,” he added becoming a little serious, “I’m sorry, but contrary to how you’ve seen me, I’m completely different. I swear,” he stated truthfully, “at it seems that our friends are going to keep dragging us along on dates. Can we at least be friends?” He suggested.

You sighed, thinking it over for a second, he wasn’t wrong, “Okay,” you finally answered, “sounds like a deal, you better not try anything. Or else.”

“Or else what?”

“I’ll bite you.” You expressed dead ass serious.

Well, after that you both just kept talking, or more like bantering back and forth, it was cute to watch from a distance. Hongjoong and your bestie at some point caught sight of you both giggling and talking. It made them feel like they were the shit for getting you two together.

After dinner, you exchanged contact info and went your separate ways. Time passed and with it, your friendship grew. Receiving random text from each other became an everyday thing. The teasing and mocking each other was endearing, you even showed each other what you saved the other number as.

Yours being: ‘He’s a slut 👀🤨’

His being: ‘She Thinks I’m a Slut 👀🤓’

You both thought it was appropriate as an inside joke between you two. Must be nice to talk shit to each other on this type of level.

“No, you cheated!” You exclaimed sitting across from Seonghwa at the table. A game of cards had been going on between you two for the past few minutes. Currently, you both were at a small party being hosted at a beach house, everyone else was outside on the patio mingling. You snuck inside to hide, and when your phone buzzed with a message from Seonghwa as to where you went. You told him, after some chatting and shit talking, you spotted a deck of cards and challenged him to game……or two…..okay, a few games.

“No,” Seonghwa replied, “I won fair and square. It’s not my fault you lost.”

“That’s why you’re a hoe.” You started.

He looked at you, mischief was all over his face, you pointed a finger at him, warning him not to do it. But he did anyway, he chased you and began tickling your sides with no mercy. You cried out in laughter, begging for mercy and simultaneously calling him a fucker.

At some point he stopped, but he was still holding you, you looked up at him, he was hovering over you. You giggled up at him, not noticing the change in his eyes. He called his name, he didn’t reply. You poked his nose lightly and he grabbed your hand gently moving it out of the way. You went to ask him what he was looking at but the sudden feeling of his lips connecting with yours made you freeze.

You were shook by this sudden action, unsure as to how you should react as he cupped your cheeks with his free hand, while he devoured your lips. Almost like he was in a trance. A sudden loud commotion was heard outside, loud enough to snap him back to reality. He pulled away, his eyes were cast down, he himself was trying to process his own actions.

Just as Seonghwa looked up at you, Hongjoong appeared with your bestie. They’d been looking for you both because they hadn’t seen either of you for a long while. They were making a statement when Seonghwa stood up abruptly and dismissed himself, Hongjoong called after him. But he didn’t turn around, prompting the other male to dismiss himself to check on his friend. Your bestie asked you what had happened but you didn’t say, aiming to keep it to yourself because now, you were confused a filled with some mixed emotions.

Well bitch, after you managed to get home, you shot Seonghwa a text to make sure he was okay. You didn’t get a response, so you decided to give him space, thinking it was the best decision. But alas, sis, a week went by, you reached out to him a few times. Even going so far as to call him a few times, still with no real response. He only texted you an excuse, saying he was busy.

Well one week turned into three, your world had become quiet again. Now the only person you talked to on a daily basis aside from your bestie was ghosting you. Over something that could be talked over and discussed as two adults. Damn, what the actual fuck?

It was the end of the fourth week now, you’d just left a doctors appointment. You huffed, feeling down and like shit all over again. You chose to ignore it, aiming to not let this episode drag you down again. Sighing you tried to call your bestie, to see where she was, but she didn’t answer. Only she knew your story, which was why she always took you along to parties to help cheer you up in this lonely world. Even if you didn’t want to go, because let’s be honest, she could always tell between you going through an episode and when you genuinely didn’t want to go out.

You were almost home when you heard your name, you looked up into the face of the last person you wanted to see. You huffed and rolled your eyes at her, here we go, you thought.

“Long time no see.” He smiled.

“Respectfully go away. Not in the mood.” You turned to walk away but you heard her voice. You turned around some watched she wrapped her arms around your ex.

“Hey, how have you been?” She started in a taunting tone, “we haven’t been seeing you around lately.”

“Bitch-,” you took a step to snatch her head off, but your bestie had appeared, stopping you.

“Whoa,” your bestie started, “no need to mess up her face, it’s already fucked up it can’t be helped.”

“Excuse me!”

“If I let her go, some things gonna be broken,” you bestie warned them, “I can’t let her help you fix your ugly or you can leave,” your bestie was standing between you, “or better yet, I can do it for her. I’ve always wanted to gauge your eyes and feed them to you.”

She went to speak but your ex dragged her away because he knew how crazy you and your bestie were when it comes down to it. Your bestie scoffed and turned to look at you, you both instantly burst out laughing.

“Alright,” your bestie looped her arm around yours, “let’s go, the girls are waiting.”

In no time, you were all seated in a small party chopping it up with a few friends. Everyone was catching up and having fun, Hoongjoong and Seonghwa appeared. You looked at Seonghwa and spoke, he responded but it felt dry. You sighed inwardly and thought to yourself that this friendship was over and that was fine.

Yeah…..right….why? Well, let’s just say that Seonghwa was talking to everyone but you, not even small talk. But what upset you the most was how he was having a full blown conversation with a girl across the room from you. AND he was pretending he doesn’t see you glaring a a hole in his head. Not to mention how fast you were drinking, unknowingly.

“Y/N,” Hoongjong called your name out of concern after you’d down the drink you were just poured quickly, “ are you okay?”

You hummed in response, “I’m fine,” you lied, pouring yourself another and drinking it down. Your bestie stood up and helped you stand up, “girl, I’m fine.”

“Bitch,” your bestie shook her head, “let’s go to the bathroom.”

You giggled a little as you held on to your bestie for support, “I’m sorry,” you spot her once she successfully got you into the bathroom and seat on top of the toilet, “a lots going on. I wasn’t tryna get this fucked up.”

“Bitch if you don’t start talking,” she warned with her arms folded as she leaned on the sink, “what’s the tea? I want all the tea and nothing but the tea.”

And you spilled, from the beginning to the end, even going so far as to say that Seonghwa was talking to the pretty girl just to piss you off. She let out a scoff, followed by a giggle, that lead to full blown laughter. It took her a second to gather herself, but after you said it wasn’t funny a few times, she stopped.

“You’re jealous and it’s cute.” She expressed, “I’m sure he’ll come talk to you after a while.”

“I doubt it,” you grumbled, “I wanna rip his lips off for kissing me and ghosting me.”

Hongjoong called her name from outside of the bathroom, she answered and stepped out. Saying she’d be right back. You could hear them talking in the hallway, but couldn’t make since of what they were saying. You huffed and stood up, aiming to leave the bathroom because the walls seemed to close in on you. The trouble of trying not to stumble over seemed not as bad as before. The alcohol was wearing off.

You swung the bathroom door open and took a step out, you tripped on your own feet and almost fell. Hands caught you and you looked up into the face of Seonghwa. He looked concerned as he held onto you, allowing you a moment to catch your breath. You went to swear but an irritating voice reached your ears.

“Y/N,” your ex spoke, “I didn’t know you could get this fucked up.”

You huffed out a few swear words, catching Seonghwa completely off guard. He’d never heard you talk like that, let alone get this upset.

“Dude,” you started, “no one asked for your fucking opinion.”

“Quit acting so mean,” he countered taking a step towards you, “you know you miss me. Otherwise, you wouldn’t be with a playboy like him.”

You swore under your breath, the alcohol began to speak, “Listen trifling, decrepit, prick,” you started, “don’t call him that, nobody gets to call that but me,” you let go of Seonghwa and took a step towards your ex, “ and I’m not about to lower myself to that level of mutt, just to get back with a worthless pig that can’t tell his ass from his head.” You added.

“Wow.” was the only reaction Seonghwa could mutter, your ex went to speak, but he cut him off, “I think you should back down.” Seonghwa suggested.

He received a glare in response before your ex walked away quickly feeling shit now because you broke his ego. Meanwhile, you leaned against the wall beside you and sighed. Now frowning at Seonghwa.

“Why won’t you talk to me?” You asked him right now. No one was around, so why not ask, “you kissed me and ghosted me. I thought we were friends?”

Yes, you were drunk. Yes, your emotions were high. Yes, silent tears were rolling down your cheeks as you stared at him waiting for and answer. Seonghwa sighed and apologized, he paused, seeming to try and find the words to explain. You sniffled and wiped your cheeks, moving quickly without thinking, only wanting answers. You grabbed his hand and pulled him in the bathroom and closed and locked the door.

“What are you doing?” He asked you with a small frown.

“Tell me the truth,” you demanded, “do you like me as a friend, a fuck toy or a girlfriend? Tell me,” the normal you had begun to show. Making him smile a little.

“Fuck toy, for real?” He asked with a scoff, “you couldn’t think of a better term for a fuck buddy?”

“You know what I meant you little slut.” You replied with a roll of your eyes, “damnit Seonghwa-,” you were about to go on a drunken rant but was stopped by Seonghwa who’d quickly pulled down onto his lap facing him.

“Okay,” he huffed, “I’m sorry. I didn’t know I’d upset you this much,” he acknowledged, “you’re cute and funny,” he paused, letting soak it in as he carefully watched your face.

“That’s bullshit,” you stated out right, “you became my second bestie and then you ghosted me you fucking bitch.”

“I said was sorry,” he reiterated, “and what the hell do you mean second bestie?” He sounded outraged.

“You know she’s my bottom bitch, so stop playing,” You countered, “besides, you don’t hear clowning you about Hongjoong.”

Some bantering began to take place, much like nothing had happened. Then again as you were rambling on, Seonghwa was quite asphyxiated on your every move. He cupped your face right as you giggled a little and looked back at him. He kissed. Again. You pulled away and stared at him for a brief second.

“I’m going to throat punch you.” You remarked, as he buried his face in your neck, “Hwa,” you complained as you felt his hand grip at your waist, “are you trying to fuck me?” No answer, “I mean, with the way your caressing my squeezing my waist. Plus that fact that you’re face is in my neck and all I can feel is your hot breath-,”

“Be quiet.” He finally stated.

“I’m gonna go,” you opted to say. And just as you thought you were going to stand up. He bit your neck cause you to let out a yelp, “you-,”

“Bunny I said he quietly.” He stated again.

“I’m not a bunn-” you started, but cut yourself short when Seonghwa pulled back and finally looked at you.

“You have no sense of danger.” He commented. His eyes were dark as he started at you like he wanted to eat you alive.

“Am I supposed to be afraid of you?” You asked him teasingly.

A quick smirk took over his face for brief moment. It quickly turned into a sincere expression of longing as place his hand around your neck causing your breathe to catch in your throat, “I’m sorry,” he started, going back to the conversation from before, “at first, I thought you were cute,” he began telling you his truths, “I thought maybe it was just me wanting to ruin you. But the more we talked and hung out…..I realized I liked you. I acted on impulse when I kissed you that day. I took off because I thought I’d fucked up our friendship.” He added, all while rubbing circles on your neck with his thumb.

“You could’ve just said that,” you voiced now frowning yourself, “I’m changing your name in my phone to: My Bitch, just promise not to fuck me over.”

He scoffed at you, “You can’t be serious, how could I ever fuck you over,” He shook his head a small smile on his face. He kissed you again, and pulled away, “I’m changing yours to: My Slutty Bunny.” He stated as his grip on your hips tightened ever so slightly.

He held you closer, sitting right on his twitching member. Causing you to blush hard as fuck as your legs clenched. Seonghwa noticed and smirked, he picked you up and placed you on the counter behind you. Making sure to keep you from closing your legs, your mind instantly went to mush when you felt how hard he was pressing flush against your folds.

Seonghwa began eating at your neck as one of his hands found your folds. He pushed your underwear to the side and gently began rubbing circles on your clit. He let out soft swear as he commented on how wet you were. He finally pulled away enough to take in your every expression.

“This color looks good on you,” he whispered softly, “you’re so fucking cute when you’re frowned up like this,” he added pressure causing a low whimper to catch in your throat, “that’s such a lovely sound,” he kissed your hot cheek gently, “I want to hear it.”

He added a finger, thrusting it into you with slow adding steady pressure. One turned into two, all the while he was looking at you with those eyes. You let out low whimpers and mews as you bit your lips to stay quiet.

“Take off your top,” he whispered out a demand. You did as told your shirt fell to the floor as soon as it did, you felt wet kisses being placed on them. Your head fell backwards as your eyes closed from bliss, the sound of someone walking down the hallway hit both your ears. And as it did, you felt Seonghwa rub his length slowly between your folds before gently pushing into them.

You let out an audible moan that caused him to kiss you, his tongue explored your mouth freely and he buried himself inside you. He groaned at how tight you were around as he thrusted into you a few times hard but slow making your walls clench and your stomach flutter. You whimpered into his mouth and gripped at his shirt as your body rocked with each thrust.

Pulling away, he placed a hand on your hip to hold you in pplace as he picked up the pace. Thrusting deeper and deeper. While he used his free hand to pinch and pull at your nipples. He swore under his breath as you let out low moans. Seonghwa held your legs wide open as he began pounding into you harder and faster.

“Rub yourself.” Seonghwa demanded before devouring your lips hungrily, you did as told, chasing the high, “fuck,” he groaned out, just as someone outside had decided to start playing loud music. He’d picked up the past, now fucking you roughly filling you with pain and pleasure.

You couldn’t take it anymore as your walls clenched hard and your legs shook. You let out a moan as you creamed hard, Seonghwa buried his cock balls deep in your folds. He kissed your lips and neck until you were done.

He pulled out and flipped you around and he pinned your arms behind your back, “look at yourself,” Seonghwa ordered gesturing towards the mirror, “look at how fucked up you are,” he again buried his cock into deep into your folds and gave your ass a hard smack, “look at how beautiful you are for me.”

You moaned as he thrusted into you hard making your bare breast jiggle, while he held you up with your back flush against his chest. He pounded you with no mercy all the while watching as tears streamed down your flushed red face. Enjoying how your moans turned into whispered words of bliss.

At some point, he let going of your arms, allowing you to lay down on the countertop. Seonghwa’s hands now gripping and smacking at your ass and relentlessly pounded away, while telling you want a good fuck bunny you were being. If it weren’t for the music, you’d both be given away by the lustful sounds you both were making.

“Hold still, it’s almost over.” Seonghwa urged, his head now thrown back as he fucked away.

You couldn’t form a coherent sentence as your eyes rolled back and your body began to shake and quiver as you tumbled over the edge unknowingly. As you shook, Seonghwa who didn’t notice, kept going as his hips went into over drive at the sudden feeling of your walls tightening around him. His grip on your hips had tightened as he slammed into you until his hips bucked hard and he came deep inside you feeling you up.

His fell on top of you, both of you now covered in sweat as your chest rose and fell. He whispered words of praise into your ear as he kissed your neck and shoulder. He pulled out after a moment and spun you around, he lifted you up and sat you on the counter top, where he kissed your lips gently.

“I’m sorry, I couldn’t control myself.” Seonghwa apologized between kisses. You were too busy trying to comeback around as your body quivered and reacted to his touch.

He went to say more but you but him off by pulling him in and kissing him, “Just for you.”

Well, well, well, look who’s a slutty bunny after all. You’re was too busy swimming in the fact Seonghwa was now yours and you were now his. This was an outcome you would’ve never guessed, you perceived this man as a hoe. Not knowing from the moment you accepted his friendship it’d turn out like this……Nice, good move!

Anyway, few months came and went, everything seemed to be a blur. Everything had gone back to normal for the most part. Your bestie couldn’t help but rub her “I told you so’s” in your face. I mean she wasn’t lying, she and Hongjoong were low key the reason you both had finally gotten together.

Here you guys were sitting in his and Hongjoong’s shared apartment. Legos on the table as you attempted to help him put it together, failing miserably. Hongjoong and your bestie were also sitting in the living room, putting together their own puzzle

“If you force it like that it’ll break.” Seonghwa warned without looking up.

“This is stupid.” You frowned.

Seonghwa chuckled under his breath “Only because you can’t do it.” He stated smugly.

You huffed, putting the two pieces down with a roll of your eyes. Seonghwa who was beside you pulled you into his lap, he used your hands to start putting pieces together.

“Awe look at you, cat got your tongue?” Your bestie teased earning a laugh from Hongjoong and Seonghwa who’d rested his chin in the crook of your neck.

“Oh hush,” you huffed, “concentrate your jigsaw puzzle.”

She scoffed at you and shook her head at you. Some back and forth and joking took place between the four of you. It gotten quiet, your bestie yawned, the puzzle was almost finished. Hongjoong put it down and announced that he was tapped out. He checked the time, it had gotten late. Neither you or Seonghwa paid attention to the other two disappearing off to bed.

The set of Lego flowers was complete, Seonghwa sighed and leaned back, pulling you with him. He’d started to play with your hands in silence, “Your hands are dainty.” He remarked after a while of silence.

“So are yours,” you countered looking up at him.

He made eye contact with you, after glossing over your face and biting his bottom lip. You’d begun rambling about something, it was falling on death ears. A quick kiss is what shut you up, you looked at him blushing crimson as you blinked rapidly.

“Hey,” you started finally looking around, “where’d they go?” You asked when you didn’t hear your bestie talking shit.

“Alright,” Seonghwa started as he stood up, “let’s go to bed.” He reached down and pulled you up. You reiterated the question “bunny, that should be the least of your worries.” He answered pulling you along.

“I’m not a bunny” you commented as you entered his bedroom.

“Whatever you say,” was his response, “here,” he handed you a set of pajamas. That seemed to be picked out just for you. You took them and unfolded the net stack, sizing up the thin shorts and tank top combo.

“This does little for the imagination.” You remarked.

“Good, now put it on.” He coolly ordered as he himself began to change.

“That’s not fair,” you pointed, “yours look more comfy, mines look like I’ll freeze.”

“Bunny would you like some help?” Seonghwa asked after he’d slide his pajama pants on.

“No,”

“Than put them on, it’s late I’m sleepy.” He yawned.

You went to speak but a knock on his door cut you off, “Y/N,” your bestie voice rang out, “put the damn pajamas on a go to sleep. It’s fucking 2am bitch. I can hear all the way down the hall.”

You rolled your eyes and looked back over at Seonghwa who gave you a look. You huffed and changed quickly, in no time you both were cuddled up in bed. Only…..you weren’t sleep, you were staring at the ceiling.

“Hwa,” you called softly, he didn’t answer, he was halfway to dreamland. So you called him again and went on a quick rant about something irrelevant.

“Babe hush please.” Seonghwa pleaded softly, tightening his arms around you.

“Ok,” you replied with a small huff and a pout. A sigh came from him as he propped himself up on his elbow to look at you, “I said okay,” you stated looking away.

“You just huffed,” he stated groggily.

“No I didn’t.” You lied.

He sighed and rolled you onto your back and rested his head on your stomach, “Fine I’m gonna go to sleep here. That way I’ll know if you huff, sigh, groan, burp, fart and or moan.” He expressed.

“Me, fart, in your presence…..never.” You scoffed out a lie.

He giggled under his breath and put his hand went under your shirt. He pushed it up a little and placed a kiss on your now exposed side. A soft squeal lift your lips instantly as you squirmed and your hands gripped his shoulders. He shushed you and licked your skin slowly, looking up at you.

“Are you going to go to bed now?” He asked deviously with a sleepy smirk on his face. Your eyes were closed, due to the sensation of his hot breath now fanning your exposed skin, “bunny,” he drawled out, the sound of his voice now caused you to clench your legs.

His hand was now inching down into your shorts. The moment he came in contact with your folds, he began to rub circles on your clit. You covered your lip and snapped your eyes open. A small whimper escaped just as he inserted his fingers. He was smirking at your red flushed cheeks, enjoying how now you were speechless.

“What’s wrong bunny?” He quizzed softly as he played in your folds faster, “wow,” he added mockingly, “you’re so quiet now. If I stop will you go to sleep?”

You let out another small whimper, arching your back. Seonghwa stopped and kissed at your belly, working his way down.

“Wait,” you tried weakly, “I knew you gave me these thin ass,”

Your words caught in your throat the moment you felt his lips connect with your clothed folds. You squirmed, gripping his hair to stop him from eating you up. But arching your back further for more. Seonghwa gave your folds long lavish lick as he made eye contact with you. You shook your head, trying to stay quiet. Watching as he pushed the thin pajama bottoms and your underwear to the side.

“It won’t take long,” Seonghwa whispered as he kissed your folds softly, “I promise you’ll shut up and go to sleep after I’m done.”

The grip you had on his hair did nothing to stop him. It only fueled his ambition to see you red faced from coming because of him. With that in mind, he licked, bit and sucked at your core, causing your stomach to clench. You’d begun to grinding against his face, your mouth hung open, small soft breaths left them. Causing him to reach up and place his fingers, that were once buried in your folds into your mouth.

A hot sigh left his lips in an attempt to catch his breath. He kissed your folds again before pulling you down closer by your thighs. He’d begun to eat you with no mercy, he wanted to sleep but he also wanted to taste your cream. So he ate you hurriedly like he was starved. The soft wet sounds filled the room, a moan escaped passed your lips, your stomach flipped and your walls clenched.

An incoherent statement left your lips as you got closer. You gasped as you bucked your hips against his face a few times, meeting him halfway. You tried to clench your legs but Seonghwa had a tight grip that held in place. He smirked as you shook and shivered coming over the edge. Watching you from his place between your legs the entire time. He kept eating until you were done.

Seonghwa let you go, and fixed your pajama bottoms back. He again kissed your stomach and sides. He looked up at you and smirk on his lips.

“Now be a good bunny and go to sleep.” He recommended, kissing your lips and cheeks, “you taste so good,” He added laying his head down on your stomach.

“You’re a slut,” you managed out of breathe, your body still tingling.

“I have something for your mouth,” he stated not moving to look at you, “it’s hard to swallow, would you like to try?” He asked.

“No,” you answered quickly.

“Good,” Seonghwa yawned, “I’ll save it for your breakfast tomorrow.”

Your hands found his hair and you began playing with the strands, “I love you bunny.” He whispered, you could feel his smile against your stomach, “next time I’m going to make you cry,” he yawned again holding you close, “only I can make you cry.”

You wanted to say something smart back but issued your own “I love you too.” Instead, because you knew that he was serious about his illustrious threat. It didn’t take long now for you to fall asleep now. He knew what he was doing, he always knew how to shut you up. Whether it be in the bedroom or during word play, you two knew each other well and complimented each other on it.

Now imagine if you hadn’t have befriended each other. That would’ve been a bummer, and you wouldn’t have been able to try your luck at relationships of love and lust. Sometimes, you have to dabble….or for better words….try to something outside the box. Sometimes you shouldn’t take what you see at face value, because beneath it could be something so much more…. 😘

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You Make Me Sick

Pairing: Im Changkyun x reader

Summary: “I’m not joking,” he told you, “in all seriousness, I want to give it to you.”

Warning: Mature! 18+ you have been warned

Genre: Fluffy smut 💋

A/N: Read at your own risk and if you choose to read please feel free to give feedback and request are always open. Thank you. Please enjoy. 😊

Walking passed the couch, a familiar hand connected with you ass causing a loud smack to echo across the room. You huffed turned around with unimpressed look.

“I’m not in the mood to fucking play.” You stated with a small roll of your eyes.

“I’m in the mood to fuck though.” Changkyun smirked at you and bit his lip.

“Boy,” you started, “stop playing.”

“TMI,” Kihyun frowned, cutting you off as he walked passed you, towards the kitchen with a cup in his hand, “nobody needs to know that, and damn where are the rest of your pants?”

“Hey, I’m not the one wearing booty shorts,” Changkyun started in his defense.

“Okay,” Minhyuk cut in appearing out of nowhere and sitting on the other end of the couch, “we get it, she has a nice ass, the shorts are doing there job,” he sighed scrolling through his phone, “but the furthest you’ll ever get is just touching it.”

“I should throw something at the both of you.” You scoffed, “you both know it’s not like that-,”

“Well than what’s it like,” Kihyun asked standing in the doorway, “you guys wrestle all the time, it’s like you’re in a none relationship relationship.”

“We wouldn’t fight if he’d keep his hands to himself,” You stated.

The two men both let out a loud sigh, “Denial is a river in Egypt.” Minhyuk stated.

Just as you were about to say something back, Changkyun grabbed a handful of your ass. You swing at him, he dodged and took off running.

“Comeback here!” You hollered out chasing behind him. Ignoring the remarks the other two men were making.

They had a point though, every since you guys moved in together, you and Changkyun always fought. It started with little comments, then to full on randomly feeling you up. It always ended with you both wrestling, with Changkyun doing his best to dodge your hits and you having a your legs somehow wrapped around him so he wouldn’t get away.

An every other day occurrence, because he liked teasing you because you were somewhat insecure about your appearance sometimes. He started to like you, so this was his main method to get your attention. Sure he had chicks falling head over heels for him, but not you, you lived with him and saw him everyday. So his looks meant nothing to you.

After finally catching him, you held him down and pulled his ears, a string of swears lift your lips in the process. He retaliated by breaking free and gently squeezing on your belly fat. So you tried to bite him, failing miserably. He laughed at you making you more annoyed, now aiming to give him a purple nurple. He yelped and grabbed your hands, you went to swear. Just as he bit a mouthful of one of your boobs.

Hot and now angry, you let out an unexpected sound and snatched away from him. He smirked at you, licking his lips. Both of you were out of breathe now “I’m going to kill you!” You yelled on outrage diving back on to him now going full force.

Why, because he’d bit down on your tender zone, something he’s never did before, what made it worse was the fact that the bra you were wearing was thin. So bitch, you felt every last bit.

A set of strong arms pulled you off of him, “Alright, that’s enough.” Hyunwoo stated holding you back with one arm. Watching as Changkyun got off the floor and began dusting himself off with a giant smile.

“Y/N,” Hyunwoo called your name stopping you from swearing, “it’s over, stop it.” you huffed in anger and looked away folding your arms, “please,” he continued, “stop fighting.”

“He started it.” You grumbled like a grown ass child.

“Those shorts are illegal!” Jooheon remarked from a distance.

“Hey,” you replied in defense, “I thought everyone was gone, I just wanted some water.”

“Here, put these on before they faint” Hyungwon handed you pair of sweats, “guys, chill.”

You did as instructed, putting them on over your shorts, still glaring a whole at Changkyun, who was eyeing you like candy. You really wanted to body slam him regardless of height and weight difference. Peeved off and slightly turned on, how dare he?

“Y/N,” Hyunwoo sighed looking at you sternly, “it was agreed that you wouldn’t wear such a thing around the house. In the privacy of your room of course it’s fine but not outside.”

“I know,” you frowned, “I seriously thought everyone was gone,” you pouted a little because you felt it was unfair, “I won’t do it again, I’m sorry guys.” You apologized to the others.

“Changkyun,” Hyunwoo looked at him with the same expression, “stop pecking on her, if she smacked your ass for no reason you wouldn’t like it,” he sighed, “apologize and please leave her alone.”

He did as instructed after hearing the seriousness in Hyunwoo’s voice. Hyunwoo had everybody apologizing for being rude to each other. After which you dismissed yourself to your room to figure out how to knock Changkyun out for playing too damn much.

The a few days later, you made it home just before dark, you changed quickly and went into the kitchen to figure out what to make for dinner. It was quiet so you assumed everyone was out handling their schedules. You’d been out for the past few days, because of the location you decided to stay out until you were done.

You sighed and closed the refrigerator door and turned to head to your bedroom. Your heart left your chest at the sight of Changkyun standing in the doorway, looking half asleep with his hair in disarray.

“Dude what the fuck!” You managed to let out holding your chest.

He just yawned at you and rubbed his eyes, “what time is it?” He asked you sounding stopped up.

“I don’t know, it just got dark.” You answered, deciding to go to your room to for your charger before you started cooking. You walked passed him, texting Kihyun as you did so, just to see if you need to cook enough for everyone. You were not paying attention to the fact that Changkyun was following you.

You reached for your door handle but he stopped you by grabbing your hand and quickly dragging you to his room. You managed to pull your hand out of his grip just as he entered his room.

“Man, I’m not in the mood for you games.” You started as he went around you and closed the door.

“Me either.” He agreed as he again grabbed you and pulled you into bed with him.

“Let me go.” You demanded, putting up a fight.

He coughed before be shushed you, wrapping up with you “let’s just sleep.”

“Dude are you sick?” You asked now taking a closer look at him.

He shushed you again while holding you tight and let out another cough. You frowned and used your free hand to check his temperature.

“Bruh,” you sighed, “your burning up, I don’t want to get sick-,”

“Y/N,” Changkyun mumbled his grip loosening a little, “please, I won’t do anything, just cuddle with me,” he coughed again but kept talking, despite his sore throat, “your soft and comfy. Just this once, don’t fight me.”

You sighed, dropping your arm and thinking for a second, “if you so much as.” You’d topped talking the moment he grabbed a helping handful of your ass, “I’m out, let me go before I break-,”

“This is as far as I’m going,” he acknowledged, cutting you off, “any further and you can kick my ass.”

He coughed again and by the sound of it, you could tell that his throat was burning. He sniffled, his eyes were closed but he still held you close. With one of your legs around his waist, you lay on your side facing him, while he held a handful of one of your soft ass cheeks.

“Fine,” you sighed out feeling bad for the sick man, “but if you do anything else I’m kicking you in the nuts.”

“Thank you,” He whispered his voice now vibrating through you as his hold tightened up around you a little.

You couldn’t be too mad, because no lie, you were comfortable. So comfortable you didn’t complain about how every now and again he’d squeeze your ass and caress it. Bitch, you were so comfortable you dozed off and when he moved to take off his shirt and sweatpants before assuming the position again, you said not a word of protest, that is until you felt his hand go further.

With it you felt him twitching between your legs, you groaned softly the moment you felt Changkyuns hand make contact with your clothed folds.

“Bruh, stop it.” You sighed barley opening your eyes, “let’s just sleep.”

He hummed out a response as he rubbed you twice and opened his eyes to look down at you. He himself was asleep and unaware of what he was doing, “Shit,” he mumbled in response with a small cough, “I’m sorry, I thought I was dreaming.”

He went to close his eyes, but as if on autopilot he’d began rubbing gentle circles on your folds. Don’t lie, you were wet, he was doing it right, just like you liked it, making you grow needy instantly.

“Changkyun,” you sighed out, “chill before I bit your titty.” you warned.

He finally looked down at you, his voice vibrating through again, “You say that but I can feel how wet you are through your clothes.” He smirked at you as he kept going.

“So what,” you huffed, not in the mood to play, “we’re not dating, I’m not letting you fu-,” your words caught in your throat as you sucked in a breath and bit your lips. He’d begun to steadily apply pressure, making you want to moan.

He kept going as you locked eyes with him, you went to pull away but your hand landed on his arms. Your chest began to rise and fall rapidly and your grip on his bicep tightened. He stopped and moved his hand away, still looking at you.

“You make me sick,” you breathe out letting go of his arm.

“But, you some me to finish.” Changkyun stated the obvious, watching your facial expression, enjoying the now needy look in your eyes.

“You ass,” you huffed because you wanted to feel the relief after chasing a high, “I should’ve known better.”

“I’m not joking,” he told you, “in all seriousness, I want to give it to you.”

Girl, you thought it over a for a second, but the sudden feeling of how hard he was, was now pressing between your legs made you throw caution to the wind. You nodded your head and he kissed you, gently and firmly, gently grabbing the waistband of your pants, leaving you in your underwear as he began pulling them down, allowing you a moment to kick the off.

Changkyun pulled away and kissed at your neck, his hand going back to your wet folds. He pushed your underwear to the side and began to he rub firm circles on your clit. Never changing from the position you were in, laying on your side facing each other.

Changkun made his way down, to the point where your breast were in his face, he left your wetness for a brief moment to left your shirt and take a breast out to suck on generously. Returning to the neediest part of you he fingered you steadily with added pressure.

Your head were in his hair, you bit your lip to keep from making a sound. Your body was tingling and trembling, you wanted to feel more as the heat of your walls screamed for mare pleasure. Unbeknownst to you, as you thought Changkyun began to do it. Making his way back up. He kissed your lips, eating at them as he began rubbing his length against your clit teasingly.

You whimpered, now realize how big he was, thinking that you may not be able to take it. You felt Changkyun pressing at your entrance, just the tip was in, you were right around him. You sucked in a breath and let out a low whispered moan as he began thrusting into you gently, feeding more of cock with each thrust.

Until he was deep inside filling you to the brim with his length, your walls were so tight around him, he allowed you both a moment to get used to the tight fit. Going back to eating at your breast, swirling his tongue around your nipples as he sucked each of them.

You let out a low whine as Changkyun started back thrusting deep into you, with one hand on your hip, holding you close as he kissed you. Knowing that you wanted to be vocal about how good it felt. Squeezing your ass, he picked up the pace, pulling closer wanting to go deeper into the heat that squeezed his length tight.

Your were gripping onto his arms as he fucked you slowly in the dark room. Until you felt your stomach clench and your body shiver. You creamed as he held you in place, waiting until you were done to continue, a little harder and faster. You felt him twitch inside you, right before he let out a low groan from the back of his throat. Changkyun came and kissed your lips, despite how dizzy he felt.

Pulling out, slowly he let out a sigh followed by a cough bringing you back to realization that he was sick, “I knew you were right, but not that tight.” He commented lowly holding as close as possible.

“And now I want to smack you, I can’t breath.” You huffed.

No remark came from him, so you looked at him, his hold on you had loosened up a little. He’d fallen asleep, you sighed to yourself and touched his forehead. He was still burning up, you huffed, too tired to complain about the fact that he fell asleep right after or the fact that he was sick. You just sighed and laid back down, it didn’t take long for sleep to come. So again, you both were comfortably sleeping, facing each other. With one of your legs wrapped around his waist and a very generous hand on your ass.

Morning came, or better yet midday, you a woke thinking you heard a camera shudder. To your surprise, Changkyun was laying on your stomach out cold with a hand full off one your boobs. You sighed and shook his arm a little walking him up, he groaned but opened his eyes anyway. Looking up at you like you’d committed a serious crime, with a tissue shoved up one of his nostrils.

“Get up,” you yawned sitting up, “your head is big and heavy.”

He frowned and checked the time, “Your stomach is pudgy but I like it cause it’s soft.” He remarked sitting up.

You grabbed a pillow and hit him with it, causing him to fall over dramatically, “Wounding a sick man won’t change a thing.”

“You are so annoying.” You went to stand up but he’d wrapped a arm around you and pulled you into his lap.

“It’s too early for this,” he sighed burrowing his face in your back.

“It’s literally the middle of the day.” You sighed unknowingly leaning into him.

“It’s early for us,” he kissed your neck, “no one else can touch you.” He added.

“Excuse you, but this isn’t a relationship.” You sighed softly.

“Maybe not, but that belongs to me.” Changkyun warned calmly with a sniffle.

“And if I rejected that idea and start dating someone?” You challenged, allowing him to continue to kiss and nuzzle your neck. Low key lulling you into comfort.

“I’ll loose my shit so bad, Kihyun will nag you to death.”

“I admit defeat!” You folded not wanting to hear to sort of nagging, “are you going to date someone?” You asked curiously.

“Why would I do that when I have you?” He asked he stopped and you slowly stood up, turning to look at him, “you just let me know when you’re ready.” He added with a small cough.

You pursed your lips and reached out a hand to check his temp, still hot but not as bad. You dropped your hand “I’m going to get your some medicine.” You stated as you left his bedroom and closed the door.

In the living, you spoke to Minhyuk and Hyungwon who sat on the couch, both switching between their phones and the tv. Jooheon walked passed you with a bowl of food, he looked at you and smirked making you pause in confusion.

“Look who’s finally awake,” Kihyun stated coming out of the bathroom, “did you sleep well?”

“Yeah, I guess I did,” you answered with a sigh, “why’d you guys leave the sick man here alone, did anybody give him any medicine?”

“Yes, we did,” Minhyuk answered as you let out a yawn and began to stretch, “but apparently you have a special remedy.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” You asked puzzled, just as Changkyun appeared, “what are you doing?” you turned attention to the disarray Changkyun.

He smirked and as he walked passed you, he smacked your ass, the sound echoed as he walked into the kitchen.

“We saw you this morning,” Hyungwon told you, “Changkyun ran us off, so are you guys an official couple now?”

You looked at Changkyun and he looked at you, “they were going to find out eventually baby.”

You blinked and took a deep breath, “I should punch you in the throat.” You threatened.

“You guy’s just started dating and you’re fighting already?” Shownu asked coming from his bedroom.

“When did they ever stop fighting, it’s just out in the open now.” Kihyun sighed.

You pointed a finger at Changkyun, “I told guys she’d be mine.” He said with confidence.

You launched a couch cushion towards him, he dodged it and took off running with you behind him. He started coughing and worried little old you began patting his back and asking if he was okay. He snickered at you and pulled you into a hug, kissing the top of your forehead, he earned an “awe” from the others.

“You play too much.” You huffed trying to deny the fact that you were melting and hugging him back. You hit him hard and he let out a yelp and let you go.

“Ouch,” he complained, “why are you continuously wounding a sick man?”

“Sorry,” you gave a false apology, “go back to bed,” you demanded, “I’ll bring you medicine.”

He pursed his lips staring at you for a second, and as he walked past you, he smacked your ass again, earning a loud complaint from you. The others clowned both of you really quickly.

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USA

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Accountability

Pairing: Yoo Kihyun x fem reader

Summary: “So,” he sighed, cutting you off again, “am I just a good fuck for you then?”

Warning: Mature! 18+ you have been warned

Genre: Fluffy smut

A/N: Read at your own risk and if you choose to read please feel free to give feedback and request. Also, I did not proofread any of this, I wrote a while back and was reading through my drafts and found this and decided to post it cause, why the fuck not. I miss MONSTA X. I also post with phone wallpapers I made for each storyline, feel free to use them if you like. Please, do enjoy 😊

“What the hell are you doing here?” You asked the man sitting on your couch as you clutched your chest in surprise. You’d just walked in the door, thinking you be able to think about your future.

He sighed and stood up “what do you think,” he started, “I’ve been looking for you everywhere.”

“For what, we’re not a couple, remember?” You cut him off with a scoff.

“All that changed when I found out.” He stated angrily.

“Found out what, Kihyun, we broke it off, a week ago-” You started

“But your pregnant, right.” He stated matter of factly cutting you off.

You froze and stared at him, “How’d I find out?” Kihyun asked the question you were thinking, “this,” he pulled out a positive pregnancy test and tossed it on the table, “I found it in the master bedroom at the condo. I went back to clean things up before selling it. Why didn’t you tell me? I had to search high and low to find you, is this why you wanted to stop? Is this why you broke it off.”

You sighed and dropped your head, “We’re not a couple, this was supposed to be a no strings attached thing. It was an accident, it wasn’t-”

“Accidentally or not,” he cut you off, “I had to find out this way. Why didn’t you tell me-,”

“Tell you for what,” you yelled, “so you can tell me to get rid of it!”

“You know me better than that,” he yelled back, you watched as tears formed in his eyes, “yes, we’ve been fucking for over a year,” a tears slipped from his eyes as he blinked and lowered his voice, “regardless of that, why didn’t you tell me, when you know I’d be glad to have a family.”

“We don’t love each other,” you stated, “we get our fill and go our separate ways.”

“That’s a lie,” he countered, “how many nights did we spend together talking without the sex? Did we not tell secrets?” He was laying down facts.

“It doesn’t matter now,” you replied, “it’s gone.”

“It’s gone?” Kihyun asked, hoping it wasn’t what he thought it was.

“I got rid of it.” You said, “I’m not ready for a kid.”

Kihyun dropped his head and fell silent, he was hurt, but deep down he knew he had to respect your decision because it was your body. He took a deep breath and decided it would be best to just leave. He took a step and almost tripped, you instinctively reached out a hand to catch him, but he snatched away from you and left without saying another word.

This, this thing that you both had was good and bad. You both stumbled upon each other by chance at a very small bar you had begun to frequent, he was alone and you. Both of you shared a drink or two and exchanged stories, which led to sleeping together. Hoping it was a one time thing, you let it go at that. But you ran into each other a few more times and then decided to just use each other as a way to find some relief in this world of madness.

Relief with no string attached, he bought the place and you both paid the extra expenses to keep this good thing going. It was so good it last well over a year. So good that after one night of drinking and talking you both went at each other with no protection. But really, the only thing you lacked, that couples shared was, the dates and introducing each other to your friends and family. Let’s or forget to mention the fact that you only meet up in the late evenings and night. But this was something hidden in plan sight.

You sighed and sat down on your couch and rested your hands in your hair for a brief moment and then reaching out and grabbing the pregnancy test off the table and placing a hand on your stomach. You lied to him, it was still with you, meaning you hadn’t made up your mind on rather or not to keep it or to get rid of it.

Another sigh passed your lips as you put the test down and stood up. This was just too much at one time for you, you were thinking, how’d he find out where you live? Neither of you had ever been to the others house, so how in the fuck did he find you? You abruptly threw the test against the wall in aggravation, shattering it into pieces. With that being enough for the night, you decided to just sleep, sleep would be the best stress relief. But sadly for you it didn’t come so easily.

To be honest, you couldn’t fall asleep properly for a week. And that was because by then you’d started the early symptoms of pregnancy. So that being said you kept it, it became her, your baby had grown to be a year old. But it wasn’t easy, the sleepless nights and constantly feeling like you weren’t a fit mother plagued you some days. But still you toughed it out and held your head up all while working to keep a steady flow of income.

That being said, today was one of those tough days, you had meetings back to back and you’d kept getting calls from your sitter, who kept saying she had to leave. But you had to complete this one last meeting before running off, for the day. It had gotten dark out, one more and your out. You took a deep breath before walking into the conference room, telling yourself it wouldn’t take long. There were only three people, plus you and your two team members and your boss. Easy right?

The moment you turned away from the board to introduce yourself, you froze at the sight of Kihyun sitting at the table glaring at you. Ah fuck, be cool sis. You cleared your throat and started the meeting as if he wasn’t there. It went smoothly because you didn’t look at him because you knew that if you did, you stumble over your words and that wouldn’t be good for anybody.

Once the meeting came to and everyone exited the conference room, spilling out into the hallway. They were conversing while you were trying to get away. The moment you began walking away from the crowd, you felt a light tap on your shoulder. You turned around, it was your sitter, she was frowning.

“Ms. Y/L/N,” she started handing you your little girl who smiled at you, “I’ve called your phone many times and you didn’t answer.”

“I’m sorry,” you apologized, “I’ll pay you extra,” you promised, “I’ve had meetings all day and I left my phone at my desk.” You apologized again after she complained about being late to hang out with her friends. She still agreed to come back the next day to babysit.

You sighed after she left and looked at child with a smile, “Let’s go Ki, mommy misses you.” You tossed her in the air a little making her giggle as if it’s the funny thing in the word. You kissed her cheek and started walking back to your desk to gather your things.

On your way out of the building, you froze at the sight of Kihyun sitting waiting on you. He approached you glancing between you and the child, you knew he wanted an explanation so, you spoke first.

“Let’s go somewhere and talk.” You suggested looking at your baby and then back at him, “it’s a little chilly out here, I don’t want her to get sick.”

Kihyun nodded and followed after you, to a small cafe. He didn’t say anything, he just stared at the little girl with eyes like his. He couldn’t fix his lips to say anything, he felt that he’d cry if he did.

“I’m sorry,” you apologized, “I lied. I was lost and scared. I hurt you and I didn’t even think about your feelings at all. I was being selfish.”

“Why…….why didn’t you call me,” he started slowly, “you-,” he paused and looked away as he took at deep breath to control his emotions, “she looks just like me.” He stated the obvious. His eyes held longing.

You stood up abruptly and placed her in his lap, she immediately smiled at him and started baby babbling to him. A tear escaped his eyes as he finally smiled at his child, he apologized to her for not being there but that wasn’t his fault.

“Hi, I’m your dad.” He spoke softly as a small grin finally graced his face.

She giggled and stood up in his lap, before randomly giving giving him what was meant to be a kiss but ended up being a cheek full of baby drool. Kihyun let out a small yell as shock took over his face.

“You’re feisty.” He said looking at her with wide eyes, holding her a little distance from his face, to keep from her from doing it again, “where do we go from here?” He asked you.

“We can start slow,” you answered, “come and see her whenever you want, just let me know ahead of time.”

He agreed, you both slowly caught up that night, talking mainly about your child. At some point it felt like nothing happened as you two conversed back and forth like old times. Eventually you both parted ways, but he came by every chance he got. He wanted to see her as much as he could. And you, my dear, was fine with that.

A month turned into two and with it, you might as well say you were living together. Because somehow, Kihyun had begun to spend nights and days at your place, going so far as to leave some of his things there. Well ma’am, this was going on the third month, you woke up in a hurry. Both of you did.

Scrabbling to get dressed and ready for work, the sitter would arrive at any minute. You tossed your earrings in your purse as Kihyun fought with his necktie. He swore as you made your way over and helped him quickly. He kissed your cheek and said thanks. You paused after a second to realize what had just transpired. While Kihyun was oblivious to what he’d just done.

You opened your mouth to say something but the front door opened and your sitter walked in. You spoke to her hurriedly, trying to explain to her what was where and why, when Kihyun spoke cutting you off briefly.

“Good morning,” he greeted the sitter as he kissed the top of the babies head, “I’m leaving now honey, I’ll see you later tonight,” he spoke to you, “I’m going to be late, their so much going on. Bye.”

He full on pecked you lips before leaving, you stood there in a little shocked, the sitter grinned thinking it was cute.

“Stop that,” you told her, “we’re not together,” you explained, “what the hell is wrong with him?”

“Nothings wrong with him,” your sitter smirked, “what’s wrong with you?” She pointed and picked up your kid before walking away leaving you a little shook.

The day progressed slowly and as dinner time rolled around, you realized you’d be seeing Kihyun earlier than anticipated because your companies agreed to have a dinner gathering. I mean there was a joint project going on.

But all things were good and dandy as you sat at the large table alone scrolling on your phone looking at cute clothes to order for your baby. The chair beside you slid out and you looked up into Kihyun’s face.

“Oh that adorable.” He pointed out, taking a seat, he himself pulled his phone out to show you something he’d found, “take a look at this one,” he showed you as you leaned over to get a better look, “yellow would be so cute on her right?”

“Yes,” you answered, “adding a little bow would be to die for.” He swiped away from the item and you caught a glimpse of matching family wear. You sighed before speaking, it was just the two of sitting at the table anyway, “Kihyun,” you called his name and he looked at you curiously, “why’d you kiss me this morning?”

He thought for a second, “I don’t remember kissing you.” He honestly replied with a small shake of his head.

You were about to speak but was cut off by the sudden chatter of the others coming to join. You smiled and so did he but he didn’t miss the look of pure annoyance when a guy you work with made an appearance. He wasn’t working on the project so why was he there? To make matters worse, he sat next to you and Kihyun didn’t miss you rolling your eyes and letting out a low huff.

Halfway through dinner, when everyone was talking about dating, for some fucking reason. Your coworkers brought up the fact that you and said annoying coworker were both single. It was as if they were trying to hook you up with him. But as if on cue, Kihyuns coworkers also pointed out him and another guy being single and asked you which of the men you’d pick.

“I have a whole cute little baby girl,” you smartly answered, “I don’t think any one can top that.”

The table erupted with laughter, but the question was reiterated, almost as if they were pressing for an answer. But none came, so everyone went back to chatting about whatever. It was almost over when you let out a small sigh. As you did, Kihyun put his cup down after drinking from it, he got a little food on his sleeve.

Now bitch, as if on instinct, you reached over and started cleaning his sleeve with a paper towel. He smirked as you two started exchanging whispers. You made a remark about your child being clumsy and he giggled before saying that she got it from you. After a small bit of playful back and forth, you felt a tap on your shoulder, with that, your smile dropped as you turned to see what your coworker wanted.

“What’s so funny?” He asked looking between the two of you, “do you two know each other?” He added when he saw the look on both your faces.

“None of your business.” You answered coldly.

He smirked “Don’t be like that Y/N, you know how I feel about you.” He added.

You rolled your eyes, “I’ve told you no multiple times.” You flat out rejected him.

He sighed and went to speak, but you stood up and excused yourself to the restroom. Or more like to get some air, outside you stood taking a deep breath. The sudden presence beside was only one person.

“Are you alright?” Kihyun asked taking in your tired demeanor.

“I’m fine,” You replied, “I just wanna go home to our little cutie.” You looked at him and smiled a little.

“Honey,” he called you sweetly and unknowingly as pulled you into a hug, “the day will be done in no time, it’s almost over.”

“You just did it again.” You remarked pulling away from him.

He looked at you and for a second as shock took over his face, he apologized. Just as he did, your coworker appeared, he completely ignored Kihyun as he spoke directly to you.

“Are you okay,” he asked, “I don’t want anyone bothering the things I like.”

“Funny,” you huffed, “bye.”

You walked away and went back inside, after sometime of drinking a little bit, you could finally go home. But good old Kihyun offered you a ride in his car because, I mean of course you weren’t driving in that state. Him being caring and looking good while he was doing so brought back memories and with memories came feelings….the feelings brought up a flame, that you thought was put out and away. But no, this flame had begun to burn.

So imagine Kihyun’s expression when he tried to get you into his to take you home. You stopped him and pulled him closer by his tie and took a deep breath. Damn he smelled good.

“Y/N,” he bargained, “stop, this isn’t fair.”

“Why not,” you urged as one of your legs slowly moved up and around his waist, “you want it, just as much as I do,” your hand wrapped around his neck, pulling him even closer as you whispered in his ear, “I’ve missed you, I still remember everything about you. Especially your touch, please, burn me up, like only you know how.”

By now, he’d pulled away enough to lock eyes with you. So close to his lips and wanting so bad to taste them, you kissed him gently, but quickly.

“Y/N, you always like to tease,” he stated, by his tone, you knew he had folded, but he was holding back, “now isn’t the place for this.”

You scoffed and pulled away from him, opening the door to the back seat, you pulled him inside like some kind of alluring sagacious succubus. Once the door closed, you climbed on top of him and embraced him in a kiss as you wrapped your arms around his neck.

It didn’t take but a moment for Kihyuns hands to find your bra and undo it. He took off easily as he felt you up and down leaving no parts of you untouched. His hands cup your face he kissed you gently, damn you both were in a trance.

“Why are you doing this to me?” Kihyun muttered pulling away to get some air.

But you didn’t want to breathe, so you instead kissed his neck while his hands played in your hair. You began began to grind on him, feeling how hard he was through his pants, that had long since become uncomfortably tight. You wanted it, you wanted to feel him and experience his sinfulness.

You took it upon yourself to pull his member out and push your panties to the side. You slipped down onto him and let out a soft moan and a whimper. Fuck you missed him you thought as you buried your face into his neck again as his hands found your waist. He let out low grunts as you rode him steady and slow.

Damn you hadn’t been this needy in a long ass time. You let out a shaky “fuck,” you were so tight around him as he filled up. Your legs trembled the moment you felt his grip on your waist tighten as he started fucking up into you.

You wanted to let out a loud moan but stopped yourself by covering your mouth, luckily Kihyun pulled you into a kiss and slowed down his pace just in time. Outside, a group of people were walking and stopped at a car nearby.

Kihyun’s hand found the back of neck, he pulled away as he kept bouncing you up and down on his cock slowly as to not draw attention. All the while he’d locked eyes with you. Your face was scrunched up in pure bliss as you bit your bottom lip.

“Don’t make one fucking sound.” Kihyun lowly gritted out, making you take all of him. He kissed you and slapped you cheek before gripping your chin with his free hand, “fuck me,” he demanded, kissing you again, you did but couldn’t take how hard he was, “take all it,” he ordered thrusting into hard making you let out a soft muffled whimper.

You did the best you could, taking all of his stiff cock, he let go of your neck and your head fell backwards. You were about to come, so you put your hand over your mouth to stop the sound from coming out. You couldn’t see where the group of people were standing and they couldn’t see you but by the sound of their voice, they were close.

You legs began to shake and your body began to tremble, you wanted to stop. But Kihyun had other ideas, he again gripped your waist. Holding you in place, he kept thrusting into you hard, deep and slow. Until you creamed on him and your body began to convulse. Tears streamed down your cheeks, you wanted to moan, Kihyun knew that. So he kissed hard and let you go just as the group of people outside began walking away.

As the did, his slow thrust turned into a quick rough fuck that made you moan and grip his shirt for dear life “Take it,” he stated, “look what you made me do,” he gritted fucking you harder.

Kihyun’s grip remained tight as he used one had to rub your clit. He fucked you into another orgasm as he came finally, you panted as you shivered. Kihyun shoved you off of him, out of breath himself. You both fixed yourselves quickly, regardless of how fucked out you were. You stayed in the backseat as Kihyun got into the drivers seat. By his demeanor, you knew this wasn’t over………..

When you woke the next morning, you were baffled as you recounted the events of last night. Finally you sat upright in bed and looked around, why was it so quiet? You hurriedly jumped out of bed and rushed into the living room.

You were meet with the sight of your sitter watching tv on low volume as your baby slept quietly. She looked at you puzzled and confused as to why you woke up distraught and running through your apartment like that. When you asked where Kihyun was, she informed you that he’d left very early as he was the one to call her in so early.

You checked the time, damn it was a little passed nine. Letting out a sigh, you knew you needed to talk to him. So you pulled out your phone and was met with his voicemail. You shot him a text and quickly got dressed for work. You kissed your kid on the way out and made it to work.

You were instantly asked a million questions as to where you disappeared off too and with whom. You managed to lie your way out of the conversations and went right to preparing for the meeting you had later that day.

The time rolled around and you checked your phone for what felt like the millionth time, Kihyun still hadn’t answered or text back. You huffed and cursed at him in your head as you walked into the conference room to girlish giggles and flirting.

You looked up, Kihyun, the culprit of why you had an attitude, was chatting it up with a girl from your department. The stack of files you were holding, somehow managed to slam down on the table loud enough to startle the two.

“What the hell are you doing?” You asked without thinking.

“He was just showing me a cute picture,” she answered, not realizing you were talking to Kihyun, “you want to see?” She offered.

“No thank you.” You declined and plopped down in a seat. She shrugged and went back to gushing and giggling over whatever it was on his phone. With frustration you huffed and went about flipping through files and slamming down paperwork………Bitch don’t be jealous.

“Ms. Y/L/N are you okay?” She asked you full of concern. You went to speak, but someone called her out into the hallway, leaving you and Kihyun alone.

You stared at him as he started flipped through paperwork of his own, almost ignoring your existence. You frowned and huffed and just as you went to start swearing, the annoying guy coworker came into the room. Now it was Kihyun’s turn to get jealous, his was instantly though.

“Y/N,” the guy started sitting on the edge of the table looking down at you, ignoring the fact that Kihyun was in the room, “I was worried last night after you walked away,” you looked at him and it took everything in you not to roll your eyes, “I really like you, please, just go out with me just once.”

From the corner of your eye, you saw the quick look of anger on Kihyun’s face. But you weren’t one to play games. You sighed and stood up finally and took a step back.

“No thank you,” you answered calmly , “I’ve told you, I’m not interested,” you sighed and turned to walk away.

“Y/N,” he called your name as he grabbed your arm. He pulled you closer and began speaking lowly, so Kihyun wouldn’t hear, “I don’t think you understand. Go out with me and I’ll make sure you get a promotion and a raise. Why work hard when you can do it easily.”

This prick, all while speaking had begun snaking an arm around your waist and pulling you even closer, “I mean your really pretty, even with a bastard kid.”

That part, Kihyun heard, the book he was writing in somehow flew across the room and hit the guy in the back of the head. You shoved away from him and slapped him as hard as you could. All of these actions occurred simultaneously and quickly. You wanted to claw his eyes out, but Kihyun wanted him to bleed.

Thankfully what kept him from getting his ass whooped at that very moment was the others coming in, all them being very loud and chatty. Someone asked what was going on, but the guy dismissed himself and returned shortly. You rolled your eyes and sat down, you were pissed and annoyed beyond belief.

Alas the meeting went smoothly, despite the icy look that Kihyun was giving the asshole. It was during this meeting that you learned that he’d be joining the project and that he was paired up to work with you. It was already decided by the higher ups, leaving you no room for any say in the matter.

Two week later with more of Kihyun ignoring you, the only time you saw him was at work and briefly at home. He’d stop by to see y’all’s kid when you were out and then leave, claiming he was too busy to talk.

Adding to the fact that you had to work with the asshole. Whom you kept at arms length at all times, if it wasn’t at work around people or even about work for that matter. You kept interaction with him at bare minimum.

Well bitch, again, another company dinner was planned at you had no choice but to attend. You walked into the restaurant venue and instantly spotted Kihyun sitting at a table with the same woman from the other day, giggling it up.

You walked over and sat down on the other side of him and the moment you did, she got up and left, mumbling something about your attitude being bad lately. Kihyun scrolled through his phone, again ignoring you.

You huffed and tapped his shoulder, “What’s your problem?” You asked when he finally sat his phone down and looked at you.

“Be honest with me Y/N.” He started cutting straight to the point, “what do you see me as.”

“It’s hard to place,” you answered honestly “I couldn’t place my feelings about you into any specific category before.”

“So,” he sighed, cutting you off again, “am I just a good fuck for you then?”

“No, it’s not like that-,” you tried.

“So, you have no emotional attachment to me at all.” He cut you off.

“Kihyun,” you fumed “what do you want me to say? If I don’t see you, I get mad. If you don’t say anything I get worried. I hate seeing you sad and upset! Most importantly, damn it, why are always laughing and talking to her?”

“Why are you upset about it?”

“Because you’re making me feel complicated and fucking confused.” You huffed.

He went to speak but a certain person’s presence stopped him. The prick sat on the other side of you and throughout the entire dinner, you were doing a solid job of ignoring him and not dragging Kihyun out the door to yell at him.

You thought you were completely safe until…..

“Y/N,” a coworker called your name as you sat down your cup after taking a sip of water, you hummed at her in response, “why are you two not dating yet?”

You choked on invisibility because excuse me what the fuck, “I’m fine,” you choked out, “we’ve talked about this already guys.”

Instinctively Kihyun handed you your water and patted your back. He followed up by giving you a paper towel and asking if you were okay. Your coworker pricks hand somehow, someway thought that it would a good idea to put his hand on your leg.

Kihyun had turned his full attention towards the man, while everyone else was conversing oblivious to what was happening. Before you could reach over and shove his hand off, Kihyun did it for you. When your coworker looked in your direction, he was met with a glare Yoo Kihyun.

“Let’s get out of here,” you whispered to Kihyun noting how visibly pissed he was becoming.

It take but a moment to get him outside, the moment you thought you were in the clear, Kihyun went on a full rant.

“Who,” he started passing back and forth in front of you, “who the fuck is he? Huh? What right does he have to touch those legs…..my legs,” he pointed at your legs, and made an up and down motion with his hand “I should’ve punched him in the face instead of throwing a book across the room. Ugh! Also,” he redirected his thoughts towards you, “what are you wearing that skirt anyway, I thought I hid it.”

“You’re the one that hid it,” you cut him off, pointing a finger, “this is one of my favorite skirts.”

“Mines too, that’s why I hid it, you look too damn good in it!” He huffed.

“So, that’s the purpose!” You countered

“To look good for other guys or is it for yourself?” He asked.

“It’s your favorite color, you do the math.” You folded your arms and took a step towards him.

“It’s f-for me,” he stuttered out, lowering his voice the moment you got in his face, “well when you put it that way,” he cleared his throat, “I’m sorry for hiding it.”

You went to speak but was cut off by the sound of your name being called. You took a step back from Kihyun to see who it was. Low and behold it was the prick from work. You both sighed and swore. You told Kihyun not to say a word. But, he can only hold back so much aggression.

“Is he bothering you?” He asked gesturing toward Kihyun, who’s hands were on his hip.

“It’s none of your business, take a hint and leave me alone.”

You took a step and he stopped you, “why are you being difficult?” He asked.

You went to speak, but Kihyun cut in, he looked at your coworker and scoffed “Are you deaf, she said get lost.”

“I think you’re the one who should get lost.” He demanded.

This side of Kihyun, you’d only seen once and you didn’t want to see him like that again. You noted how his ears had begun to turn red. So you grabbed his hand “Nope,” you started, “not today.”

“Baby,” Kihyun started raising his voice a little, “this man, is bothering you and me, at this point-,”

“So what,” you went back at him, “that doesn’t mean start a riot.”

“Says who,” he yelled finally pulling his hand away as he expressed himself, “you can’t stop me.”

“Ummm, Yes I can!” You frowned.

“Ha,” he laughed at you, “how, you can’t even tell Y/baby’s/N to stop throwing her food.”

“Hey,” you yelled back, “she’s stubborn because of you!”

“I’m not stubborn!” He huffed.

“Than what are you being right now?” You asked.

“Being protective over my wife!” He yelled with his whole chest.

“I’m not your wife!” You stated.

“Then marry me already!”

“We’re already married!” You replied

It fell silent as you both registered the entire conversation or argument….

“Y/N, Kihyun…” you heard your names being called and looked up. Both of groups of coworkers all stood there stunned at what they had just heard.

“This is your fault!” You yelled at Kihyun, for no reason.

“How,” he countered, “it’s his fault to sticking his nose in our business.” He pointed.

“That’s bullshit,” you countered, “you’re the one that hid my fucking skirt and gave me the silent treatment for two damn week!”

“Honey,” Kihyun started after sighing again, ignoring everything else you said, “stop swearing, pretty lips shouldn’t curse.”

“These are my lips!”

“But they’re shaped like our little angels.” He stated matter of factly

“What you going to do about it,” you tested his patience like a dumbass, “ass, bitch fuck shit motherfucker!”

He just started at you with a unreadable expression for all of two seconds before you took off running. He called after you, apologized to everyone and then chased you down the street, leaving everyone shocked, speechless and confused…….

No shit, when he finally caught you, you begged for forgiveness as he picked you up and carried you to your apartment and took you to your bedroom. Where, let’s just say, he fixed your potty mouth.

Sometime later you both were sitting in the bathtub. Kihyun was sitting behind playing with you hands, while you rested you head in his chest. It was quiet for a while, then he sighed and you looked up at him.

“This is going to be fun to explain in the morning,” He started.

“Wanna just say we kept it a secret to keep our work separated from our personal lives?” You asked.

“Yeah,” he agreed as you stood up to get out of the tub, “sounds like a good idea.” he added getting out of the tub as well.

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Distraction

Pairing: Kim Hingjoong x reader

Summary: “It’s not far that your sitting here feeling like shit, let me help you feel better”

Warning: Mature! 18+ you have been warned

Genre: Fluffy smut

A/N: Read at your own risk and if you choose to read please feel free to give feedback and request. Please enjoy. 😊

You smiled as the room filled with loud cheers and people laughter. This party you attended as a plus one was going well, but being that the place was crowded, you were in desperate need of some air and silence.

That being said, you took that moment as a chance to disappear out into the back yard. Ignoring the cold, it felt good compared to how hot it was inside. A small sigh left your painted red lips as you quickly found a spot to sit down.

Pulling out your phone you checked the time, it was almost 2 am. Damn, good thing tomorrow was the weekend. But still you wanted sleep and fuzzy pajamas over the skin tight dress and heels.

The sound of the door opening and closing quickly but quietly made you look up. The guy who this party was for had stepped outside himself and had yet to notice your presence. By his posture and walk, you could tell he was intoxicated.

You watched as he fumbled to pull out his phone and began making a phone call. Whoever answered it, began swearing and yelling so loud, you could hear it. He swore back at the person and began asking why. Damn sis, he was going through it. He hung up the phone and as he did, he finally looked up and his eyes landed on you.

He became embarrassed but you could see how heartbroken he was as tears slipped from his drunk face. You approached him, disregarding the fact that you didn’t know him. You hugged him and he broke down in tears.

After some time he calmed down, you’d sat him down and at some point you went inside quickly and grabbed some napkins to wipe his face. He spilled his drunken guts, explaining his situation, to a complete stranger and you listened and comforted him. When he was done and a little sober, he thanked you and asked your name, just as the person who brought you called your name.

You exchanged names and numbers. You learned his name was Hongjoong and he waved goodbye as others from inside came out to bring him back inside. All the while, you couldn’t help think, who in their right mind would cheat on him?………

One month later, and here you were again, sitting in bar, your friend thought it’d be a good idea to hangout with Hongjoong and a few other people you met at the party. There were only four of you sitting at the table, chatting and talking. Hongjoong was sitting next you, you’d been texting each other since that night. So you we’re pretty much friends at the moment.

Everything was going well, until, a girl you’d never seen before walked up to the table and tapped him on the shoulder. Everyone grew quiet as the atmosphere began to dim down. You were confused by the sudden shift in mood, you went to ask your friend on the opposite side of you a question but the girl had begun to speak.

“You must be his new girlfriend,” she assumed looking at you with a fake smile, “you moved on quickly didn’t you?” She looked at Hongjoong and her smile dropped.

“Don’t start,” he warned, “just go away.”

“I just wanted to see if you could do better that me, but I see you can’t.” She issued an unnecessary insult.

“Excuse me,” you started with a cold smirk, everyone looked at you, and your friend grabbed you knowing your temper, “you don’t know me,” you went to stand up but your friend was holding you down in your seat.

She scoffed and rolled her eyes at you and then looked back at Hongjoong, who was clenching his jaw in aggravation.

“When you’re done with her, you ca-” She started to offer.

“Just go away,” Hongjoong demanded cutting her off, “I’m surprised you have the nerve to come over here with your bullshit.”

“Are you mad at me because I said something to her?” She scoffed. When no one answered she left as quickly as she came. But the mood was still down, you sighed as your friends decided to dismiss themselves to the restroom. Leaving you and Hongjoong alone.

“Are you okay?” He asked you.

“Why wouldn’t I be okay?” You asked him coolly, “she doesn’t know me.”

A small smile graced his lips at your response, before he could respond. You followed up with a joke or two, causing him to laugh. He called you lame, as you started to banter back and forth.

“Thank you.” He said after some time had passed.

“For what?” You asked confused.

“For distracting me.” He answered.

You giggled at him, brushing it off, but he was serious. You distracted him that night at the party and even over texts from the last month. Now you’d distracted him from the encounter with his ex. Making it seem like it happened days ago, when it fact happened moments ago.

After your friends finally appeared, they were sorta surprised that the mood was light and happy again and so quickly. But no one dwindled on it, after a few more drinks and more talking, it was time to go home. But your friends wanted to keep going so, you split up again. Leaving you alone with Hongjoong.

You guys walked and talked about random stuff, at some point you guys decided to stop at a convenience store to grab a quick to drink and snack to wash down the alcohol. The moment you entered the store though, your smile fell slightly at the sight in front of you. His ex was there, with some dude.

Hongjoong looked over at what you were looking at, you thought he’d stop smiling but, he didn’t. He kept on talking and smiling as if she wasn’t there. You’re ass seeming concerned but knowing better than to ask, you followed him over to the drinks.

As he was asking what would be better juice or water, she began to walking around the aisle like she was looking for something. This bitch had some serious ego to do this. Hongjoong called your name and you looked at him.

“I’ll take a water,” you answered, “I’m too thirsty for juice.”

“What about chips?” He asked as he grabbed both your beverages out of the cooler.

“Whatever you like is fine,” you answered returning the smile he was giving you.

Now bitch, this man took that as an opportunity to give you brief peck on the lips. To say you were stunned would be an understatement. Your hand flew to your lips as you stared at him red faced and shook. Very much taken very far aback.

“I’m sorry, baby” He apologized, “I was distracted and I couldn’t help it.”

You blinked and spoke without thinking, “You know a voicemail would’ve been a nice warning.” You stated as you gave him the skeptical side eye and followed behind him as he walked to the register.

You went to pull out your wallet but, Miss. Ma’am, he stopped you and paid for everything quickly. He then took your hand, causing you to look at him wide eyed as he pulled you out of the store with him. Leaving his ex standing there looking as foolish as her ego.

Once outside, you pulled away and stared at him for a second before you started hitting him, he began dodging you and running. All the while you were telling him off for not asking before using you in his little plan to make his ex feel small. He kept saying he was sorry, but you were on his ass like rain. Chasing and running around made you tired as fuck, but it was a good thing you made it to your destination.

Walking inside your small apartment, you flipped on lights out of breathe and sat down on the floor by the couch. Hongjoong followed suit, sitting on the floor beside you. It was quiet for a second, you looked over at him as he locked eyes with you. Not a second later you jumped onto him, but to no avail, he’d grabbed your wrist as he fell backwards, laughing at you the entire time.

“I said I was sorry!” He protested laughing at your attempts to try and kick his ass.

“No you’re not, next time warn me before using me like that! You did it on purpose!” You fussed as you freed one of your wrist. You managed to hit him one time but didn’t get any further because he started tickling you, causing you to cry out in laughter as you attempted to stop him.

Eventually you begged for mercy, promising to give up. Out of energy, you let go of all your weight on him, laying on his chest. A moment later and you felt his body shake a little. He was quietly sobbing, again. But you could understand, they’d been together for a long time and she’d been playing behind his back the entire time.

You sat up, straddling him now and wiped his face. He covered his face in attempt to hide how pathetic he felt, but you, for some god forsaken reason, pulled his hands away and kissed him. While placing his hands on your waist, he kissed you back surprisingly. Pulling away, you stayed inches away from his face, the tips of your noses touched.

“I’m sorry,” Hongjoong apologized, “this is the second time I’ve cried in front of you.”

“It’s okay,” you whispered as he pecked your lips, “I don’t mind, remember, I’m a distraction, use me to feel better.”

“That’s not fair to you.” He replied seriously finally looking at you.

“It also isn’t fair for you to be here feeling like shit while she’s fucking off.” You reasoned, “besides, I don’t mind being a distraction.”

You kissed him again and brushed the few remaining tears from his eyes. Truthfully, you’d gotten to know him with the last two months of meeting and since then, you’d grown to care for him deeply as a person. His sadness hurt you more than it should, but no one knew that.

“Y/N,” Hongjoong sighed breaking away from you and sitting up now, with you still straddling his lap, “stop, distraction or not, what about after?”

“Don’t worry about after, ” you replied flat out as you pulled your shirt over your head, “don’t think,” you placed your arms around his neck, “I just want you to feel good.”

He searched your eyes for any sign of uncertainty and found none. But what he did find was the fact that you indeed looked hot and fuckable at the moment. Your pretty lips, that he couldn’t resist earlier were moving, what they were saying was unbeknownst to him.

Hongjoong abruptly cupped your cheeks in his large hands and kissed you, finally caving in to his body’s reaction towards you. You both became quickly entangled in the moment of pure arousal. His hands wondered about, aimlessly and now needy his felt up your curves, loving your soft and smooth flesh.

Your hand made contact with his belt as you fumbled to find your way into his pants. His cock throbbing as you freed it, rubbing your palm against it, Hongjoong let out a breath a shaky breath as he pulled away from you.

He went for your chest and neck, kissing them eagerly as you rubbed his cock at an even pace. Fully into it now Hongjoong breath was shaky to stifle his moans as his stomach clenched up. But the moment you started to go down on him he stopped you.

“No,” he voiced, pulling you back up, from your kissing his stomach and chest, “these,” he gripped your chin and brushed his thumb across your lip, “are not make for that.”

Hongjoong kissed you again, but briefly and pulled away, “Just rub me,” he urged placing your hand right back onto his hard cock, “if you’re going to be a distraction, than do what I say.”

“Then that would make me your toy.” You commented as he kissed your neck.

He pulled away and looked at you finally with hooded eyes, “Isn’t that what you want?” He asked.

You scoffed and smirked at him as you began rubbing him and kissing him………..

How interesting, he didn’t want to take advantage of you. But you so openly offered yourself to him and once the wheels started turning, he’d become somewhat different. And that was a low key hot. A few months came and went, for the most part, it was as if nothing happened. But every now and again, you’d find yourself lip locked with him when you were alone. Or you’d both be helping the other ride the wave of bliss.

So, that being said, here you were, minding your own business when, you bumped into her. You didn’t see her, but she saw you. Coming out of a coffee shop, too busy on your phone texting your boss that you’d finished running the errand he sent you on and that you were headed back.

She stopped you by stepping in way, blocking your path and you looked up. Confused, you looked her up and down and tried to step around her but she wouldn’t move.

“How are you,” she started folding her arms, “are you still sleeping with him?”

You huffed and rolled your eyes, “Find something important to do.” You sighed.

“This is important,” she smirked.

“Look what I do has nothing to do with you. I don’t even know you.” You explained not in the mood.

“But your sleeping with my boyfriend.” She blurted out.

Your jaw dropped, the audacity, “You don’t have a boyfriend. Remember, you did a lot of dirt. And honestly, who I’m sleeping with is none of your business.”

She scoffed and pulled out her phone, playing video of you sitting in Hongjoong’s lap topless making out. You were shook, but said nothing and showed no emotion towards the video. As she spoke again.

“He sent this to me a while ago, technically we weren’t broken up when he sent me this.” She commented.

You smiled, “Is that so, good for you, I’ve got some work to do, so goodbye.” You shoved passed her finally.

You went back to work, but you couldn’t help but wonder how and when did Hongjoong take such an illustrious video. You thought about it so hard that you managed to come up with a when. That time you were going to town on his neck, his phone had rung, he didn’t answer, but you remembered him swearing and being on his phone for a few moments before putting it away.

The encounter with Hongjoong’s ex was long since gone from your mind. Like bitch you literally forgot about it, because low key, you just didn’t care. Sitting outside on a park bench with friends was fine and dandy, it was something like a picnic with friends but at night. One of your friends brought a guy who looked somewhat familiar.

He introduced himself to everyone, smiling as he did, his eyes stayed on you longer than necessary. You brushed it off as nothing and kept talking to your friends. Everything was going fine when Hongjoong finally showed up. He apologized for being late but no one was holding it against him. New guy was talking to you, trying to get to know you, Hongjoong sat on the opposite side of you.

You gave him a glance and went back to answering the question. A few minutes later, the new guy asked you if you were interested in dating him. You giggled thinking it was a joke, Hongjoong, who was talking to someone else, placed a hand on your lower back. He wasn’t paying attention to his actions, maybe it was because he felt comfortable next to you. Or maybe it was the drinks, either way you made no moves to remove his hand.

The guy seemed to notice and asked you were dating anyone and you replied no with a smile. As more time progressed, you’d eventually lend back an onto Hongjoong’s chest. At some point he was sitting behind you. He didn’t budge or make any moves to stop you as he ate chips, at some point he feed you one as everyone lay listening to a story being told by a friend.

Someone spotted a group walking towards your groups little late night picnic session. It was Miss. ma’am and her crew of three other girls. You nor Hongjoong were paying attention, because he thought it be a good idea to flick your forehead causing you to silently bicker with him. But the moment his name was called, you both looked up curiously.

“Damn, it’s like that?” Some one asked.

You both looked confused as fuck, not realizing what you both were doing. His ex and her crew were conversing with the new guy and someone else as to why she wasn’t welcome. She wasn’t taking a hint, she wanted drama. But she wasn’t getting any, as Hongjoong was to engrossed and distracted, he picking at you.

You heard both your names being called, just as Hongjoong had begun playing with your hands. Finally you the two of you looked up.

“Sooo,” one of them started, “are you guys dating, because that looks like flirting.”

“No!” You both answers at the same time, in the same tone.

Looking around, you realized you’d been caught. The look you both received made you swear inwardly as you stood up, “it’s not like that,” you explained, “we’re just friend.”

“Ha,” his ex started outing your business and brought up the video.

Hongjoong finally stood up and pulled you up from the ground, he dusted himself off and while everyone was looking the other way, he pulled you along with him swiftly without being noticed. A few blocks later and you were in his apartment, backed up against the front door with him eating at your neck.

Both your phones rang after some time of making out, the constant ringing made him huff and answer it. He grabbed your hand and pulled you over to the couch and sat down, pulling you into his lap.

“Hello,” he answered as he gestured for you to continue, you did, you kissed his neck and placed your hands under his shirt, “we left, why?” He answered the questions that were being asked.

“Well,” he continued with a sigh, “I don’t care,” he threw his head back on the back of the couch as you pulled at his pants. He put the phone of speaker and tossed it beside him before pulling his shirt over his head.

“If you guys are seeing each other why didn’t you just come out with it? We brought him here because hook him up with Y/N.”

“Ha,” Hongjoong replied after taking your shirt off and unhooking your bra, he mumbled that it was his favorite color before speaking out loud enough for them to hear, “that’s cute,” he remarked, “but she’s mine at the moment.”

“What the hell has gotten into both of you?” Your friend chimed in with an attitude.

No answer came, as you’d pulled Hongjoong’s pants down, he cupped your cheek with one hand and felt up your ass with the other. More talking could be heard on the phone, it annoyed Hongjoong, so he let out and exaggerated and irritated huff.

“What we do is none of her business. She came to stir up shit, that’s her problem. Right now I’m busy, have a good life.” He picked up the phone and hung it up, or so he thought. He looked at you as he tossed it to the side, “take it off,” he demanded in a low voice, “stop teasing me.”

You blinked at him, biting your lips, what the actual fuck was going through his head. It made you hot and slightly nervous. Well ma’am, he wanted all of you and he was outright demanding it.

“Do I have to do it for you,” he started again, “do it while I’m asking nicely.”

You hesitated for a brief second before taking off the rest of your clothes, you didn’t realize it, but it was you who hung up the phone finally. And good thing you did, because his next words shook you and made you soaking wet.

“On your knees, now,” he demanded, you obliged, getting down in front of him, watching as he stroked his hard cock and bit his lips while looking down at you from his seated position on the couch, “put that pretty mouth to use,” he stated lowly, putting his tip to your lips, “I’m done playing,” you did as told and took him into your, bobbing your head up and down slowly and wiggling your tongue around. He sucked in a breath and grabbed a handful of your hair, “fuck,” he let out a raspy grunt and thrusted into your mouth a few times before stopping himself when he heard you gagging and struggling to swallow his entire cock.

He pulled himself out of your mouth and brought you up from your knees, “Get up here.” He ordered sliding down enough to bring your folds to his lips. He sat you down onto his mouth and began eating you out and tongue fucking you. Your hips bucked and legs clenched as you grabbed at his hair in an attempt to escape the hot wetness of his mouth.

Hongjoong had other plans though, he held you down with strong arms. You could feel him smirking as he ate away, making you body move on its own. You were riding his face and he was enjoying every bit of it. So much so, that he kept eating until you started to tremble and beg him.

He smacked your ass finally and let you go, laughing at you. Enjoying how hot and turned on you were, he sat back up on the couch and positioned you on to his tip, “Look at you,” he remarked as he slide you down onto him slowly, “slutty just for me,” he kissed you, mixing your taste, “is it too much?” He asked, you shook your head and let out a moan as he finally entered you balls deep, he gripped your ass. Lifting you up and down, looking at you with hooded dark eyes, “he asked you out in front of me. I don’t like sharing Y/N.”

He began fucking into you as you moaned and kissed his neck, “Fuck,” you managed to whimper out, “why didn’t you tell me that? It’s too hard”

“What you don’t like it,” he asked mockingly as he kept thrusting up into you, helping you ride him faster, “you want me to stop?”

“No, I love it, make me cum please” you whimpered as he took one of your breast into his mouth.

Your walls clenched around his throbbing cock, you were close but he pulled out and you nearly cried. He stood up and turned you around, bending you over, he entered from the back and smack your ass hard causing an echo to emit across the room. He thrusted into you deep and slow, while kissing the back of your neck, marking you up and pulling and twisting your nipples.

Without warning, you began to tremble again and shake, you let out a blissful breathy moan as you began to cream. You thought he’d stop, but he did not, Hongjoong thrust became quick and harsh, causing you to loose your breath as he fucked you through you orgasm.

You saw stars and became weak, your head fell backwards, onto his chest and he sat back down with you still on his hard throbbing cock. Hongjoong’s hand found your neck as he squeezed lightly and thrusted into you more. He was coming himself, the tight grip he had on your hips told you so. You squirmed, wanting to escape from this immense pleasure.

Hongjoong grabbed your waist, and bounced you up and down on him. You cried a little from how deep he was, you still tried to escape for a moment to breathe. But that only pissed him off further. He flipped you both over, laying you onto your stomach he entered you again from the back and began pounding into you rough and hard. He held you in place, enjoying how you squirmed about wanting to run, yet you arched your back for more.

He grunted and after a few wild thrust, he began to cum and so did you for the third time. He kept pounding into you until he emptied his entire load in you. You shivered and panted as he pulled out completely, now out of breath. Hongjoong sat down and pulled you into his lap. He lifted your chin and kissed your lips tenderly and smiled at you. Enjoying how fucked out you were.

“All of this is mine,” Hongjoong whispered, “no one else can have any.” He picked you up and carried you to his bedroom, where, let’s just say you didn’t get any rest that night……..

So months later, you’d become a couple, no surprise there. You were outside waiting for Hongjoong to come down so that you could enjoy a quick lunch together. But also talking to a client for your boss, you were in the midst of exchanging contact info. When all of a sudden your phone was pulled out of your hand. You looked up confused, oblivious and ready to fight.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Hongjoong asked as you spun around to look at him.

“I’m working,” you answered taking your phone back and turning back to gentlemen. You apologized to him and quickly finished your conversation before turning back to Hongjoong.

He was staring at you with a blank cold expression. You sighed as you looked up at him, “I’m working,” you explained softly, “that’s a client’s secretary, does it look like I want to wake up the beast?”

He said nothing, for a moment, “I’m going to kick your ass.” He finally stated. Your mouth dropped, “why didn’t you tell me that when you know was coming down?”

“Hey,” you countered, “I wasn’t expecting you to roll up on me like that.”

“Y/N,” Hongjoong started with the icy look

“No,” you gave up and held your hands up, “I’m sorry, you win!”

He smiled and you back up, “That’s bullshit.” You pointed out, “wipe that fake ass smile off your face, it’s scary!”

He shook his head at you still smiling, watching as you backed up. You abruptly decided to run, knowing he was going to chase after you. But that was fine because both of you were giggling and being fluffy as usual.

Thank heavens that you just wanted be a distraction.

[lushta1es0nm3]

Bad Liar

Pairing: Bang Chan x reader

Summary: You can try to hide it, but only for so long. 💋

Warning: Mature! 18+ you have been warned

Genre: Straight up smut

A/N: Read at your own risk and if you choose to read please feel free to give feedback and request. Please enjoy. 😊

“You’re late!”

“I know, I’m sorry.” You replied as you walked into the staff meeting with your head hung low. You were tired and stressed the fuck out, you didn’t sleep well last night and the culprit as to why was standing across the room.

The meeting ended and you were heading out the door, you felt a light tap on your shoulder. You turned and looked Bang Chan in the face. You sighed and rolled your eyes as he smirked, following you out and into the hallway.

“I still don’t like you.” You stated right out.

“Right, keep telling yourself that.” He replied with his hands in his pocket’s looking down at you.

You huffed “Don’t you have practice-”

“I’m done with practice,” he cut you off.

“You’re not spending the night at my house.” You stated with a whisper so no one else could hear.

“You can’t stop me,” he whispered, “Y/B/N gave me the passcode and told me to come over and play whenever I had time.”

You swore calling your brother a little motherfucker before turning to walk away, “Quit looking at my ass.” You commented knowing he was looking.

You succeeded and disappearing from his sight, you could feel his eyes watching. You pulled out your phone sending your brother few choice words. Well, bitch, your brother came to the company a few weeks ago to give you something but he ended running into Bang Chan.

Let’s just say, your kid brother was excited as fuck to meet his idol and invited him over after telling him that you were his sister. Not knowing that you had unsolicited beef with Bang Chan. Imagine your surprise one late night when you stepped out of your bedroom, in your booty shorts, bra-less and in a thin crop top, to get a snack. And the first thing you run into is Bang Chan coming out of the bathroom. The hallway was dark, you’d walked right into him and he caught you……well he accidentally caught a handful of your ass. But nonetheless he caught you, keeping you from falling.

You swung and slapped him thinking it was an intruder because you could hear your brother talking loudly to the game in his room. So it couldn’t be him. Bang Chan let out an ouch and issued a low comment about you being soft but feisty. He knew it was you, and when he said what he said you knew it was him. You found the hallway light and turned it on, being met with the sight of Bang Chan looking you up and down while holding the cheek you just slapped.

“The fuck are you doing here?” You asked.

He was still eyeing you as he explained why and how, he even went so far as to tell you he’d been there multiple times and has caught glimpses of you walking around unaware of his presence. You called him a pervert and he scoffed with a smirk. And further explained that your kid brother told him to ignore you while at home because you always dressed like that and you were either always hiding in room unless it was food related or something serious.

Let’s just say, you burst into your brothers room dragging Bang Chan with you, by his shirt might I add. Your brother threw a pillow at you and said something about clothes when his friends were over. You were confused for a second and was later informed, after much going back and forth between you and your brother that other members hand been over. You instantly kicked Bang Chan out because of the shit eating grin on his face followed by random comments. But that didn’t help anything because now, you’d come home some days and see Bang Chan and/or other members on the couch in the living room watching tv, hanging out or playing video games with your brother.

You gave up on walking around damn near nude, because you never knew who you’d run into. The irony of all of this was that no one knew about the beef between you and Bang Chan. He himself didn’t know why you hated him so much, all he knew was one day, after practicing for hours. You looked at him and said “I don’t like you, I wanna fight, you get on my nerves.”

Confusion over his face as he asked why and your answer “because, I just do. With all due respect fuck you.”

He issued a freaky statement, that made you unconscious blush. Which for the most part didn’t help with shit. It was at that moment, he started doing little things to get your attention and to get on your nerves or he’d say something that would make your face flush crimson, resulting in you flipping him off while telling him he’s not funny or cute.

Your brother was unknowingly helping him achieve that. But that all changed a few nights ago, you came home drunk, Bang Chan was staying the night, it was very late. Your brother told him to stay the night saying you wouldn’t mind, since you knew how hard he worked.

You arrived home, not knowing this and since you were met with silence, you thought you were free to start stripping out of your clothes as you headed to your bedroom. Bang Chan was coming from the kitchen with a snack aiming to get some sleep, when you tossed your shirt down, pants and socks were long gone by now.

Bang Chan called your name with a mouth full of the snack cake he was eating, just as you took off your bra. You turned around and strolled up to him and grabbed his arm. He tried to shove you back but failed the moment you hugged him bra less and looked up at him. He was slightly turned on by this, but he knew you were tipsy and clearly in a in an ‘I don’t give a fuck type of mood.’

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” He questioned trying to keep an unimpressed expression as he took the last bite of the snack cake.

“You,” you replied without a thought, “since I you’ve been coming over here, I can’t stroll around half naked at night. While he’s asleep, nor can I sleep properly knowing you are in here. This is your fault,” your arms made their way around his neck, “come on, I’m tired and your arms look cuddly as fuck.”

“Put on some clothes.” Bang Chan ordered swallowing the cake and raising an eyebrow.

You rolled your eyes, “This is why I wanna fight you,” you commented, “stop looking at me like that.”

He gave you a very confused look, too busy tryna figure out what the fuck you meant. You dragged him to your room and plopped him down on your bed and laid down on him, after pecking his lips. The man was stunned, as you swung your legs around him.

“You are violating me right now Y/N.” He commented.

“You have a hard on,” you blunted out with your eyes closed, “so stop pretending you don’t want to squeeze my ass.”

“You’re a real-,”

You cut him off by placing one of his hands on your ass and shushing him. He grumbled out some words, confused on how to take all of it. But let’s just say, he did a few touches here and a caresses there which lead to Bang Chan spreading you like butter. Morning came and you were alone as you recalled everything you did that night. Mentally kicking your own ass for doing what you did, but the icing on the cake was the picture Bang Chan sent you. It was of you and him cuddled up after. Followed by a video of a make out session. When you finally saw him, screamed at him and tried to make him delete it, but he wasn’t budging.

That was two weeks ago, now whenever he saw you at the company, he’d give you a look and when you were home, he’d pull you into him, intimately and try to kiss you. Succeeding the majority of the time. You still swore up and down that you still didn’t like him.

Today was a rough one, avoiding Mr. Bang Chan was easier said than done. He was constantly teasing you and wherever you thought he wouldn’t be in a place he was there. Only making you think something was really wrong with him, you even slipped up and called him a perverted psycho in front of other staff. He played it off as a joke and they fell for it.

Leaving the company with a sigh, it was getting late you called your kid brother and asked him if he wanted something to eat, but he didn’t answer, meaning he was asleep. You reached into your bag for your headphones, wanting to listen to music on your way home and realized they weren’t there. You quickly recalling where you last used them, you spun on your heels and went back inside. It was quiet, everyone was at home, or so you thought.

You walked into the practice room to retrieve your goods and was meet with Bang Chan practicing the choreography for the next comeback. He instantly spotted you in the large mirror and stopped. He cut the music off and called out to you just as you reached the door to leave.

You turned around and looked at him with a small sigh, he gestured for you to come over to him and you just stared at him. He called your name again telling you to come over. You did, stopping a few feet away from him you asked what he wanted.

He abruptly hugged you, covering you in his sweat. You shrieked and started trying to fight your way out of his arms. After a bit of wrestling, he finally let you go.

“Ban-Christopher,” you cried out, “you fucking stink!”

“Now, you stink too,” he replied laughing at your expression, “I had to mark you before letting you leave.”

“What the fuck is wrong with you?!” You aspirated, “marking is fine but not that kind of marking.”

“What kind are you talking about then,” he questioned walking towards you, “this kind?” He grabbed you yet again and picked a spot on your neck and issuing a hickey.

You yelped and squirmed before letting out an unsolicited giggle, “stop Chris, that tickles. You pervert!”

He finally let you go and looked at his handy work with a smirk, “That color suits you love.”

“I’m not your love,” you pointed a finger at him as you rushed over to the giant mirror to assess the damages, “what is wrong you?!”

“I like it, so I marked it.” He shrugged

“I don’t like you.” You replied, you went to turn and look at him in the face. But the moment you did, he’d pinned you against the mirror.

“Y/N,” he started slowly as he began pecking your lips between words, “I’m frustrated.”

“I’m not…..” you trailed off at the end, feeling hot as usual whenever did this.

“Dance with me.” He offered.

“I can’t dance.” You responded, he gave you a look before burying his face in your neck, “you stink, but what’s really bothering you?” You asked as he took a few deep breath and let you go.

“Everything and nothing.” He replied with a sigh, he looked at you and smiled a little, “come on, I could teach you a few moves.”

“Ha, bullshit,” you scoffed, all the while you could see something was really bothering him and he wasn’t going to tell you. Even if you asked him persistently, “I’ll dance with you,” you started, “but only for a few minutes. Y/B/N is at home by himself,” you started walking towards him, “I don’t know if you noticed but he can’t be left alone for too long.”

Bang Chan let out a low laugh watching as you stood beside him, readying yourself in a dance position. He looked at you through the mirror and laughed at you, he immediately started correcting your posture. After which he taught you easy steps. It was all good until, he made a remark that made you flip him off and say you’re leaving. A game of chase took place, which lead to play fighting. Eventually, he caught you in a back hug and spun you around.

“Can you please release me,” you huffed out of breath, “you stink…..we stink.” You complained

He stopped, still holding you, swaying back and forth slowly, while he burrowed his face into your neck and took a few deep breaths. He was quiet, you started to wonder what was wrong. Than you recalled somethings that were said about him and the other members. You’d overheard them in passing, you blew it off earlier, but now you wish you hadn’t have.

“Stop being sappy,” you started, “you’re doing a wonderful job. If anyone says anything bad about you, send them to me. I’m the only one who can diss your existence.”

He scoffed but said nothing, “Bang Chan,” you started again, “I can tolerate this for only so long.” You started to squirm again earning a laugh from him.

“What are you a worm?” Bang Chan asked letting you go finally.

“Hey, you’re the one with the big forehead.” You pointed.

He smacked his lips and chased you a little, he caught you again. This time, he back you up against the wall. You rolled your eyes as you looked up at him. He cupped your face with both hands and kissed you. Gently and earnestly, might I add. Your hands founds his hands after a few moments and pulled away.

Bang Chan rested his sweaty forehead against yours, “I still don’t like you.” You remarked out of breath.

“I don’t care,” he replied without a thought, “you’re actions say otherwise.” He kissed you again more eager this time.

“You make me sick.” You commented, feeling your face grow hotter and hotter.

“You’re such a bad liar,” he stated lifting you up by both your legs and holding you up by your thighs,“I know you want me to fuck you again.”

“Ha,” you scoffed between kisses, “as if, in your dreams.”

“You little liar,” Bang Chan smirked, “you want to be my fucked out slut. That’s why you hate me. You fucking brat.”

“Is that so,” you scoffed, throwing your head back and letting him eat at your neck, “I feel you through your sweats.”

“Good, sweetheart, ” Bang Chan let you down and grabbed your hand, he quickly began pulling you with him out of the practice room, “let’s go somewhere with more privacy.”

Neither of you said a word as he dragged you to his studio. Where he tossed you on the small couch and locked the door. And it didn’t take long for you both to get down to nothing but your underwear. It was hot so quickly that neither of you cared to breath as you kissed each other and felt up each others flames.

It was Bang Chan who pulled away finally, he freed his hard cock as he kissed your neck, he muttered a soft fuck as he pushed your panties to the side and began rubbing your clit.

“Damn,” he mumbled, “you’re so wet.”

He couldn’t take it anymore and began rubbing his cock against your folds before entering you slowly, causing a low whimper to escape your lips. Bang Chan took one of your breast into his mouth as he started to thrust into you deep and slow. Rocking your body at an even motion as he held you by your waist to keep you from moving away from. Because with each deep thrust, you clenched around him, driving him mad.

“I love that face,” he remarked after he pulled away, “bite your lip for me.”

You did as told rolling your eyes and he speed up a little, still going deep and hard. Your head fell backwards when he began rubbing your clit again as he fucked you.

“Fuck you...” you whimpered out softly, fondling your breast as you looked up at him.

Bang Chan scoffed and pulled you closer, holding you chest to chest. He looked you in your eyes and smirked inches away from your face, “Open,” he ordered. You shook your head no, biting your lip, like the defiant and disrespectful brat that you are.

His thrusted into deep and harsh, making you gasp as your stomach clinched due to the sudden movement. Opening your mouth to him, now, he gripped your chin and began kissing you harshly. All the while fucking you harder, making your legs tremble and your walls clench.

He abruptly pulled out causing a whimper to escape your lips, you were almost there. And now you were frustrated by his absolute denial to allow you to cum. Aiming to do it yourself, distracted now completely as you began rubbing your own clit.

The moment you threw your head back as you pleased yourself. You felt his hands stop you, he held both your hands together with one of his hands. He scoffed at the state you were in, the needy, slutty look in your eyes made him smirk.

“I don’t remember saying you could finish, love” he stated. You looked at him through pleading eyes, and noticed him holding his phone.

“I’m not your love, you fuc-,” You started but stopped with a whimper as Bang Chan had again buried his hard cock into your tight folds. hands free this time.

“What were you saying,” he taunted as he began fucking you painstakingly slow. You whimpered out a soft, please. Earning a scoff from him, “look at the camera,” he ordered you going deep and watching as your breath hitched when he hit the right spot.

“Please,” you moaned out, with a shaky breath, “fuck me, you’re so thick.” You pleaded.

“Why,” he asked sadistically mocking you as he keep thrusting into you slow, “if I let you cum will you stop being a brat love?”

Tears began to fall as you issued a “fuck you,” through your soft moans.

Bad move because he pounded into you a few times making you yelp and quiver with pleasure from the sudden movement, “Tell, the truth,” he ordered calmly fucking into you slow and deep again, “what’s your issue, you want me don’t you?”

“Mmh,” you began to form words through your soft moans, “mmh, yes..Mmh, fuck.” You answered honestly sounding out of breath.

“Then be my bratty little slut.” He bargained a sadistic smirk on his face.

“No,” you let out, throwing your head back, “I’m no one’s slut.”

“Lying bitch,” he scoffed out, “I know you love taking my cock.”

“Fuck you,” you replied, “you started this,” you began spilling your guts as to why you had beef with him in the first place. Something about him gave you dom aura and you weren’t fucking with it. Amused now, he raised an eyebrow at you and slammed into you causing your body to tremble.

He stayed there buried inside of your soaking wet folds looking down at you with a daring smirk. You moaned as you began rolling your hips against him, you watched as his jaw clenched. You threw your head back thinking you were winning, until he slammed into again causing a cry to leave your lips.

“Y/N,” he began in a low tone, “look at the camera,” he ordered one last time, knowing you had folded by the way you went limp as your body shivered. You’d stopped putting up a fight, you did as told through teary eyes, “what are you?” He quizzed.

“You’re little bratty slut.” You answered wanting nothing more than to cum

“Do it properly.” He ordered grinding into you, adding pressure and causing your breath to hitch and your chest to rise and fall rapidly as your legs began to try and close up, “open your legs and do say it properly.” He reiterated grinding into you again.

“I’m Bang Chan’s little slut,” you whimpered out, he gave you a look and you continued, “I’m his- Christopher’s brat.”

“You made that so hard love,” he pulled out and slammed into you again.

“Fuck you,” you moaned, “this is why I hate you.”

“No, darling,” he scoffed as he finally let go of your hands, “you hate me because you’re a very bad fucking brat. Like a smart brat, you knew that I could put you in your place, now be a good girl,” he gripped your chin, and kissed you, making sure to get it on camera before cutting it off and tossing it to side.

“What are you going to do with that?” You asked wearily as his hand found your waist as he kissed at your neck again.

“It’s evidence, for my eyes only,” he spoke while he began thrusting into you at an even pace, “now, be a good slut,” he growled, “shut up and take my cock.”

You wanted to protest but you couldn’t get a word out as he fucked you deeper and rubbed your clit in rhythm to his thrust. Your walls soon began to clench and your legs began to shake as bliss washed over you. Bang Chan stopped, he kissed and ate at your neck and lips until you were done creaming all over him.

He’d become gentle again, as he started back fucking you. In no time, his hands found your thighs, where his grip tightened and the veins in his hands became more prominent. He held your legs wide open by your knees and began pounding away. Causing your body to jump with every thrust, you began to rub circles on you clit, and just as you felt yourself creaming for a second time.

Bang Chan slammed into you harshly a few times as he began to cum. He low grunt emitted from his throat, and his hips bucked as he filled up you. Draining his cock of every drop, he cupped your face, kissing and caressing you until both of you were done and fucked out. He pulled out after a few moments, and looked down at his handy work with a breathy smirk.

He buried his face in you neck and began laying marks in strategic places. Earning a huff from you as your body reacted to his touch. He won and you couldn’t fight it, he called you out on the red carpet. Fuck, well, that’s one way to squash a unsolicited beef……

A few months later, you were rushing about your day as normal. On the phone running errands, when you breezed past the practice room. Bang Chan spotted you, they were taking a break after being at it all morning.

You guys hadn’t seen each other today and had only spoken to each other over texts. So that being said, when he spotted you with your hair pulled into a low bun, wearing black jeans and a white crop top, he almost choked. Not because of what you were wearing, you looked hot, but because the large hickies he laid on your neck, waist and side a few nights before were still visible.

He swore inwardly for not thinking it through, thinking you wouldn’t wear something like that. Knowing he painted you and covered you in strategic spots. But of course you would, it was humid and you were busy.

Alas he watched as you were stopped and told to go grab the food delivery and bring it to the practice room for the members to eat. Bang Chan waited for you to appear again, and the moment you did, he coolly called your name as you set the bags of food down on the table in the corner of the room.

You looked up at him confused along with all the other members because the moment he reached you, he’d began putting one of his large shirts on you.

“What are you doing?” You asked him confusion lacing your voice.

“I don’t know, I should asking you the same thing,” He asked you, you furrowed your eyebrows, “love,” he started again, “you’re very polka dotted today.”

“First of all, I told you, don’t call me love,” you huffed, “and I don’t want to wear your shirt, it’s sweaty.”

“Little brat,” he began again lowly, stopping your from taking it off “you’re wearing it, don’t make me repeat myself, my marks are all over you. I’d love to show them off but now isn’t the time.”

You scoffed and took a step back, about to make a smart remark, but the look in his eyes told you otherwise. So instead, you rolled your eyes and earned a “What was that love?” From Bang Chan. Dropping your head, you looked down at the massive shirt that basically swallowed you whole and said nothing.

“I thought so.” He said watching your expression as you looked up at him in complete disbelief. Your phone began buzzing, you picked it up and answered it, as the person on the line gave you instructions on what was next on the list of things to do. You left as giving Bang Chan the middle finger, but not daring to take his shirt off.

Later that night, you were making your final rounds, making sure they didn’t need anything before you left. Alas you came upon the practice room again, you asked the question and got a no from everyone. Sighing to yourself, you took a step to leave but stopped. Bang Chan was standing in the doorway.

“What happened to my shirt?” He asked in an aspirated tone.

“I took it off….” You trailed off, “because I didn’t want to stain it…..” you added, trailing off again at the end.

“You’re a very bad liar.” He stated with a blank face as he lifted up the shirt he held in his hands, your face flushed, “whose sweatshirt is that?”

“Mine,” you started, “fine,” you finally admitted after glancing at him, “I stole it from Felix.”

“Do you like him,” He started, “do you like him more than me?” He added with a frown.

“No, I would never,” you admitted, “it just looked comfortable.”

“What did I do?” Felix asked making his presence known, “Y/N, I’ve been looking for that all day.” He pointed at you.

“Why do you look so upset,” Changbin asked Bang Chan, who facepalmed himself and huffed.

“Wait,” Han pointed between the two of you, he connected the dots and let out a loud gasp, “no way! With her? I thought she hated you!?”

“I knew it was going to happen eventually.” Hyunjin scoffed with a smirk.

“See this is why I didn’t want to wear your damn clothes.” You sighed at Bang Chan.

“Babe,” Bang Chan tried, “I talk about you all the time. They were going to find out anyway.”

“We can put a face to a name now,” Changbin commented, “I was wondering why all of a sudden he was hanging at your place more often.”

“Not to mention the eyes he gives you sometimes.” Felix added with a small shudder, “good job me for letting my clothes go missing…..well not like that….but you get the idea.”

“I’m going home.” You you stated, “I’ve heard enough.”

“Wait, babe, give him back his sweatshirt,” Bang Chan pointed out as he began taking the shirt off of you, “you can have one of mines.”

“I don’t want it.” You folded your arms.

“Liar,” he called you out, “you’ve got one hidden under your pillow for when you miss me.”

An eruption of laughter filled the room at your expense. You facepalmed yourself and sighed from embarrassment as the teasing began. You dismissed yourself quickly but not before your man’s a hug. He himself felt bashful for his actions and tried to stay cool. But failed, earning more teasing from the others.

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Victon:

On the quiet days

I haven’t been myself for a while, I haven’t felt like living but I’m not a quitter. So yeah, I’m still here and kicking life’s ass.

The clock ticked as you both lay in bed wrapped up in each other’s arms. Both of you were off and tired, it was early morning, so you didn’t make a move to get out of bed. And you didn’t know Seungwoo was awake, he was doing the same thing you were doing staring off into space, listening to the other's heartbeat. He placed one of his hands in your hair causing you to look at him, you smiled softly and he smiled back with sleepy eyes.

You laid your head back down on his chest and took a deep breath, enjoying his scent. He laughed under his breath, “How cute.” He commented pulling you closer as he closed his eyes again, you smiled and followed suit, both of you fell back asleep.

You sighed softly into the quiet room, as you stared at the paperwork in front of you. Ah, it’s so much fun picking up slack from your coworkers. Seungsik’s back was to you, he was washing the dishes, seemingly to have gone off into his own world. You sighed, needing a break and stood up from the kitchen table, leaving the mountain of work there.

Once you reached Seungsik you wrapped your arms around him, giving him a back hug. He flinched slightly at your sudden touch and looked down at you with a smile. It was as if he knew you were frustrated about work, he sat the cup he was rinsing down and took off the bright pink gloves you bought as a joke. He turned around and gave you a real hug. You buried your face in his chest and then looked up.

He poked the tip of your nose and kissed your forehead watching as your face turned bright red from blushing, “better?” He whispered softly letting you go.

“Much better.” You replied walking back to the table of work.

“Fighting!” He quietly cheered you on before returning back to his own task. You laughed a little and the room fell back into the peaceful silence.

Glancing up from your phone, your eyes landed on Chan, he was looking online shopping for what, you didn’t know. Your curiosity getting the best of you, you leaned over his shoulder to see what he was staring at so intensely. He hadn’t said anything much all day which puzzled you.

Normally, he wouldn’t stop teasing and playing with you. But today was different, so what was up.

“What are you doing?” You asked scaring the daylights out of the man. He went to cover his phone, but it was too late you say it already. You smiled at him and shook your head.

“That’s cute, who is it for?” You asked.

He pursed his lips and shook his head at you, he knew you saw it, so there’s no use lying. In a quick motion, he pulled you into his lap showing his phone to you, he started showing different colors of the couple sweaters he was looking at.

You grinned as you watched him scroll through the selections. Last time you asked about wearing a couples outfits, he told you no, what changed his mind? Shaking the thought away you pointed at the pastel purple sweater with a dinosaur on the front.

His face turned bright red as he smiled up at you, “Okay,” he remarked, putting his phone down and pulling you even closer as he leaned back on the couch, “I was thinking the same thing.”

You reached over and grabbed your phone before making yourself comfortably cuddled up in Chan’s lap. You opened your Instagram and you both proceeded to scroll through the app in silence.

Standing up from the couch to stir the pot you had on the stove, you hummed softly to yourself as you looked at the time. It was almost dusk dark outside, Sejun had left about an hour and a half ago. He said he wanted to go for a jog, that was cool, cause you needed some ingredients for dinner. But by the time you realized you already had it, he was already out the door. So you texted him not to worry about and enjoys his time to himself.

You put spoon down just as the sound of the front door opening reached your ears, you looked up as Sejun walked into the kitchen. He was covered in sweat but he smiled at you exposing his dimples as he went in for a hug.

“You smell like hard work.” You stated taking him off guard because he thought you’d tell him he stinks. You looked up at him and smirked at him, he smirked back and started to attempt to rub his sweat on you. But you ducked and made a made dash for the living room.

His laughter followed you as he went behind you, he caught you and started tickling you. You erupted into laughter, swatting his hands alway, “Sejun, I’m gonna burn dinner,” you laughed out, “please stop.”

He did as you asked and took off his sweaty shirt, “I’m gonna go shower first.” He announced with a smile.

“Okay.” You replied as you gathered your composure and stood up to head back into the kitchen.

“Y/N,” he called your name and you looked over at him and answered with a hum, “I love you.” He acknowledged softly like he usually does at random times.

“I love you too.” You stated softly. Both of your cheek were flushed red. How sweet

The rain poured outside and the sound of thunder rumbling sounded through the cafe. Hanse sat across from you, doing the same thing you were doing, staring out the window watching the rain fall as people rushed to take cover.

You two did the exact same thing but were lucky enough to end up in a cafe instead. Hanse smiled at you as he’d helped you wipe the rainwater from your face. You did the same thing for him, being silly about it made a whole lot of difference. You both decided to place and order and have a seat and wait out the rain. The other customers didn't stay long, they left as soon as the rain slacked up just a little bit, people were busy with lace so it was understandable.

The cafe was silent, only a few other people remained to enjoy a cup of coffee. The only sound that could be heard was the workers going about making orders. You looked at Hanse and smiled, he’d floated off somewhere in his head again, it was all over his face. You shook your head and stared back out the window. You didn’t notice that he saw you, and smirked a little.

Your orders had arrived, you weren’t looking, you’d begun to drift off to your own planet. You didn’t notice Hanse get up and walk around to your side of the table. You didn’t even register the fact that he had even moved until he sat down beside you and draped an arm around your shoulders. You looked at him and he smiled at you, his lip piercing moving ever so slightly.

“What’s going on in your head?” He asked cheekily and tilted his head to the side.

“Oh nothing,” you responded, “just looking at people trying to dodge the rain. What about you?”

“Something similar, but with you being the center focus.” He blinked at you, “how’s your iced coffee?” He asked knowing full well you hadn’t even touched it.

Grabbing it, you took a sip and then nodded your head, “A1 baby.” You threw up both thumbs. Hanse laughed and you leaned into him. As you bother started quiet bantering back and forth wittfully, you both ended up forgetting about the rain too engrossed in teasing each other, neither of even realized that the rain had stopped.

Waves crashing on the beach filled your ears as you walked hand and hand with ByungChan along the shoreline. The sun was getting ready to set, but you weren’t ready to head back inside yet, it was way too noisy in there. So after eating dinner, you both opted to take a quiet walk on the beach.

The waves pushing the water up to your ankles, you were looking down as you walked. A smile on your face as you took in your surroundings. It was beautiful and ten times better because he was here with you. The breeze was cold but you felt so warm and comfortable. B

ByungChan could only look at you and smile at how cute you were without knowing it. His only wish was that you’d bring a sweater or something, but you said no and dragged him outside in a hurry.

A crab emerged from the sand, startling both of you, you pointed at it, “Hey,” you shouted, “don’t sneak up on us like that!”

The crab then began chasing after ByungChan who ran in circles around you screeching ever so dramatically. You may or may not have pissed the creature off by kicking sand at it and telling it to go away, because a few more crabs joined in the chase. You both ended up screaming and laughing while trying to run for your lives kicking sand as you went.

Somehow you fell into the water and he tripped over you not knowing you had fallen. Both of you were wet now and cold because the sun had fully set. You both were laughing at each other, which led to a water fight. It ended as quickly as it started though. You stood up ready to leave and head back inside when ByungChan told you to hope on his back.

You did so no questions asked, “Y/N,” he called your name seriously making you look up in confusion, “why’d you have to kick sand at it?” He laughed out the last part.

“It was trying to take our toes to it's overlord.” You exclaimed.

“That makes no sense.” He laughed out heartily.

“It does,” you explained dramatically, “I looked em right in his little beady eyes. He wanted the smoke.”

“Uh huh,” he laughed, “so, you started a war and we lost.”

“No, they out loud numbered us. It was an ambush!” You explained moving a little too much.

“Okay, now stop moving before you fall.” He warned still smiling.

It became quiet again, you wanted to be cheesy and say, I love you. But, instead you lairs your head on on his shoulder and started humming a random tone softly. All he could do was smile.

The studio was filled with soft music playing in the background. Subin was busy working, while you sat next to him with your legs draped over his, while you sketched away in your notebook. Every now and then, he’d reach down and rub your legs, you put your artwork down and sat up to see how far he had gotten.

He looked up at you and smirked you “what?” You smiled back, watching as he covered up his book.

“If I can’t peek at yours, you can’t peek at mine.” He bargained with a little innocent smile playing on his lips. The same lips you placed a quick peck on and watched as he began to blush and look away.

“You’re so cute.” Subin whispered as he finally looked back at you, “I’ll show you when I’m done, but only if you show me yours.” He stated.

You pretended to think about it and nodded your head in agreement. He returned the small peck you gave, now causing you to let out a small giggle as you laid back down and went back to your sketch. The silence was perfect mixed with the soft music in the background.

You and Subin were so comfortable and immersed in your shared atmosphere that neither of you noted the fact that one of the other members popped in to check on you guys. But him seeing that you two weren’t interested in anything but the shared bubble you two had created around yourselves, took his leave as quickly as he appeared.

It seemed that maybe a few minutes had passed by, when Subin put down his pen and layed down on you with his head on your stomach. You tossed your sketchbook down, your hand automatically went into his hair. Subin let out a sigh as soon as he felt you playing in his head.

“Ah,” he mumbled, sounding like he was fall asleep, “this is the life,” he sighed out a yawn, “just five minutes please.”

You hummed in response, but seriously, not even two minutes after he’d fallen asleep, you followed suit.

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I’m just going to leave this here. Because:

Han Seungwoo 🥵

May my delulu be drowned in the river of wishful thinking.

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hi, i love the boyz, bye

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Pokemon Gameboy Advance Artwork made by MiwiArt

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Cute asf

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Victon:

When you knew you shouldn’t have started teasing

So I started emptying out my stash. Better late than never, I was going to wait but considering the situations, I said fuck it, post that shit and try not to regret anything.

Not gonna talk about the fact that I been hiding and dealing with life for the past couple months

You knew you should've stopped earlier when he told you to, but you didn’t. You pushed your luck and provoked the man, now, here you were face down ass up, in his studio room, getting fucked stupid. There was no escaping, he had your arms pinned behind your back. You shouldn’t have thought it was a good idea to twerk on him when he said he was busy. You thought it was okay to play, pushing your soft ass on this man, knowing he hadn’t touched you in a minute.

“You’re so cute when you try to run like that, next time you won’t try this.”

“Fuck babe, I love it when you make that face.”

Next time you’ll think twice about teasing him in front of the other members. The whole time you were teasing he was only smiling at you, the look in his eyes told you to quit while you’re ahead. But no, you didn’t. Now here you were riding his dick, while he sat in a chair holding you by your hips making you go faster while he watched your face frown up trying not to cum too fast. A smirk on his face the whole time, said a thousand words.

This was fun and games up until a few moments ago, you took it upon yourself to indulge in this game of cat and mouse with Chan. You knew you shouldn’t have kept running and playing after you had accidentally fallen on top of him, your boobs almost came out of your shirt. He said he wanted to quit. But no, you looked back at him with those beautiful eyes, smirked and threw him a wink, before taking off.

Now he had you in a hidden room of the company, up against a wall, with one hand over your mouth to keep you from being too loud and the other on your hip. His grip was tight as he pounded away, his hot breath fanning your ear and neck.

“What’s the matter babe, cat got your tongue?”

“That’s right babe take it, I know you can.”

His words were followed by the sound of your ass getting smacked filled the room. His grip on your hips was tight as he pummeled you from the back, while you struggled to keep quiet.

How did you end up here? You thought it’d be alright to wear a dress with nothing underneath, just to get back at this man for playing a prank on you. Good thing he saw you before anyone else, he wasted no time grabbing you and pulling into the nearest empty room. He wanted to question you but a light bulb went off in his head, so he did what he had to do and that would be how you ended up here. After much protesting you gave up but now, here you were with tears of pleasure running down your face as he broke your back in and smacked your ass.

How the fuck did you end up with this man on top of you, eating at your neck, his lip piercing grazing your skin, while he took his sweet time fucking your lights out? Oh, that’s right, you thought it was a good idea to lick his tattoos after he told you to stop multiple times. You just wanted to taste them, to see if they were as sweet as he is. But that led to you being laid across the couch spread wide open. He was fucking you painfully slow, hard and deep.

“Babe, say the magic word and I’ll let you come.” He laughed at you, who’s eyes were closed tight. He knew how you liked it and he was doing a very good job mocking you.

You let out a whimper when the tall man had finally let you breathe from the kiss that he was giving you. He had you on top of a table, with one leg on his shoulder, while he railed you into oblivion. It started off innocent and sweet but you fucked up when you thought it’d be okay to try and lay marks on this mans neck. After he told you he had a shoot coming up, given that that part of his neck is sensitive to your touch.

“Show me how much you can take, I wanna see you cum.”

“Ssssshhh, it’ll be over soon, take it for me baby…….. just a little more”

The tv was flickering, a movie playing on it while you lay on your side, he was behind you, dicking you down. You thought all you’d be doing is watching a movie and cuddling. But no, the position was compromised when you fucked up and backed that ass up on him. He was already yearning for you when he saw you in those shorts and his shirt. The ones that were currently down passed your knees.

You should’ve known better, but by then it was too late and too much. With one hand on your hip and the other around your neck. Subin was flush against your back. You bit your bottom lip, he was going balls deep, hitting the mark every time, but he was struggling to hold you in place, because you were running. And you were struggling to be quiet considering the other members were in their rooms asleep and you didn’t want to get caught.

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Butterflies

Warning: Mature! 18+ you have been warned

Genre: Straight up smut

A/N: Read at your own risk and if you choose to read please feel free to give feedback and request. Please enjoy. I decided to make a wallpaper to go with it, feel free to use it 🤗

It was a regular Friday night, you were with your friends, drinking and sharing your complaints and joys about life. Your phone had been going off for a solid twenty minutes, you’d put it on silent and tossed it into the bottom of purse. You knew who it was at this time of night on a Friday. He always called to get you to come to wherever he was to drink with his friends. It usually ended with you and him in a hotel room.

You’ve told yourself many times to stop running to this man whenever he called because afterwards he’d treat even more like shit. He’d gaslight you every time making you feel so small and useless. But today, for reasons unknown to you, you decided not to answer and ignore him. The best way to do so was to silence your phone and put it out of sight out of mind.

You sighed after laughing the story your friend told about her kid who’d just turned one. He was adorable and nearly a splitting image of her. It low key made you wonder where you’d be in a couple years if you decided to marry and start a family. But than those thoughts of hurt that this man and others had put into your head haunted you. You took a drink from the glass you were holding and sat it down, just as a familiar face appeared.

“Wow, I haven’t seen you guys in a while.” It was Seungsik and a few other guys. He smiled happily at everyone as it became a little louder with everyone passing greetings.

Seungsik……..the guy you crushed on freshman year of college all the way up until junior year when he started dating some other girl. He presence always made your stomach flutter, you used to get shy and become quiet. But not now, after some circumstances you took the innocent naive shy girl and locked her away somewhere in your heart for protection.

The conversations around the table were going smoothly as everyone laughed and talked like nothing changed. You’d add your own input every now and again, but you my dear, was too busy drinking, no work tomorrow, who gives a damn about a hangover right now.

Seungsik who was seated beside you noted how you weren’t slowing down so he quietly asked if you were okay and suggested you slow down. Your ass just smiled at him and nodded saying thanks for caring. Thinking to yourself, he really had no idea what was really going on in your head. The bar door opened and he, the guy you’d been currently ignoring walked in.

Seeing you next to Seungsik, who was sitting a little too close made this man jealous as fuck. He took it on himself to approach your table and call your name. You sighed, not completely wasted yet and looked up at him confused as to why he was there. Like did he intentionally track you down?

“Why haven’t you been answering your phone?” He frowned at you sounding aggressive.

You pushed your hair back and sighed a little, you wanted so badly to clown but you couldn’t curse him out, because he was of course your boss and your job laid in his hands. That alone was the reason you were always running to his every call after work hours. He was handsome and everything a girl could want on the outside, but the inside was a twisted disturbing pile of shit.

“Sir, it’s Friday,” you finally answers after the table was completely quiet, none of your friends knew who he was or what the connection between the two of you was, “I’m currently not on the clock and I don’t think it’s proper for me to answer work calls while drinking.” You sighed.

He stared at you for a moment ready to blow a fuse. He couldn’t because he didn’t want to blow his own cover. The only people that knew that the two of you were sleeping together was his friends and they dared not say a word either.

Your boss looked at Seungsik and back at you because you had unconsciously rested your head on his shoulder. He was angry because he felt like you belong only with him. I mean you’re his type, cute and quiet, easy to manipulate and mold into whatever he wanted you to be. But seriously though, this was why you locked that side of you away, you’d naively let your boss do you, saying it was a one time thing. That along with the fact that every guy you thought was for you always took what they wanted from you and left. So with that, more it happened the more you closed her off to become cold.

He sighed furiously before speaking, “Monday, we’ll talk about this Monday. You left work without finishing your report.”

You huffed out a small slur of curse words under your breath before speaking, “I hear you.” looking him dead in the eyes. Telling him to leave you the fuck alone, rebelling against him for the first time and so openly at that. Was it the alcohol, or was it because you’d finally had enough and you just wanted some peace? Maybe both….

He was about to say something further but his friends stopped him and told him to cool it . He obliged but reluctantly, if he had it his way he would’ve dragged you out, why, you were his, he molded you for his own purposes.

“Y/N,” Seungsik called your name softly, after some time had passed and everyone seemed to go back to normal. You looked at him, your vision a little hazy, he was very concerned about you, “you should go home, do you want me to walk you?” He added.

You smirked at him, and nodded, this was like old times, when he used to walk you to your dorm when you stayed out too late, he feared for your safety then and now. Only now, you sorta felt like he treated you like a sister of some sorts back then but that was completely wrong. He actually liked you and had feelings for you.

He thought you only saw him as friend, why, because you were different with him. Your body language and your tone seemed to change in his presence. You worked hard all the time and that’s what drew him to you, you smiled regardless of the circumstances and you were kind to everyone. Both of you misunderstood the others feelings, so when a random girl asked him out, he accepted it not knowing it had hurt you. You both stopped talking then and went your separate ways, one not wanting to get in the way of a relationship and the other trying to close his heart to the person he loved. Can I call foolishness!

Halfway home, you stopped and puked in a random bush while he patted your back. Some water and a sit down later, you were seemingly back to normal. Causing you to strike up a conversation to ease the worried look in his eyes away. It worked but as you made it to your building you noted the familiar car sitting out front of your apartment building. You sighed and your smile dropped a little, hoping Seungsik wouldn’t notice but he did as he glance at the car discreetly before speaking.

“Awe man,” he frowned looking at the time, “I missed the last bus home,” he paused and looked at you, before clearing his throat, “so you mind if I stay the night, I don’t think I have the energy to take cab” he threw his hands up in defense, “I won’t try anything I swear.”

You smacked your lips and glanced at the car again not wanting to deal with that man you pursed your lips before speaking, “I’m warning you, I have a cat and she doesn’t like meeting new people.” You responded with a small nod, what could it hurt? Not a thing right?………Wrong

After getting inside and settling down, you were a little surprised your cat didn’t strike up a fight or an intense glare of death at him. After finding the biggest set of clothing you had you gave them to Seungsik and headed to bed. Leaving him in the living room.

Now sis, somewhere in the later in the night, your phone rang and you answered it half asleep forgetting that Seungsik was in the living room supposedly asleep. But who can sleep when your cat was harassing him with her tail by sitting on the arm wrest where his head was and dangling it in his face and trying to lay on his head? Usually she’d sleep in the bed with you but tonight was very different.

“Hello,” you answered the call with your eyes halfway open.

“What game are you playing at!?” Your boss yelled in your ear, you could tell he was drunk.

“Its three am,” you sighed groggily after checking the time.

He laughed and then started going on a rampage belittling you and ripping you apart as usual. You’d sat up in bed quietly listening to him curse you out. You’d become so used to this you just took it without saying a word. When he was done making you feel small and unfit he ordered you to come down right now before hanging the phone up in your face.

You felt so tired and helpless at that moment, thinking to yourself maybe you were less. You dropped your phone down on your bed just as a single tear found a way to make its way down your cheek. Sighing you figured maybe you were still a little drunk because you’d long since given up on crying, because it didn’t seem to get you any where.

The bed shift as you wiped you face again, the tears kept coming, but no sound left your lips, nor did your body shiver as they kept coming. Hands reaching up and wiping them away brought back from the darkness you were drowning in. Looking at Seungsik you felt like nothing in front of him, so you pushed his hands away and turned your head away from him.

“How long has this been going on?” He asked. The man had heard everything in your quiet apartment, thanks to your cat that is. It seemed the cat was keeping him awake for a reason.

You didn’t utter a word as you finally took a deep breath and wiped your face one last time, preparing to get out of bed. Seungsik repeated the question more loudly and urgently making you stop and look at him. The cold part of you spoke without a second thought.

“It doesn’t matter—.” Your words were emotionless making his heart sink.

“Why, won’t you quit and find another job.” He urged.

You scoffed out a a false laugh, “Like that’s going to help. I don’t think you know how powerful he is.”

“Power or not,” Seungsik took your hand in his, “he has no right to treat you like this.”

“Well at least he doesn’t treat me like his guy friends.” You mumbled out wanting to hurt someone and make them feel like how you felt.

“What’s that supposed to mean.” Seungsik asked with narrowed eyes, his head tilting just a little.

You sighed deciding to be honest, thinking you’d never see him again and maybe it was now or never to tell him your feelings.

You took a deep breath before speaking, “I liked you,” you paused and dropped your head feeling low but wanting to let out, “I still like you, you’ve always made my stomach flutter. But you didn’t like me that way, so you dated someone else. I can understand it though,” you kept going not realizing he’d gotten closer to you, “I’m not that pretty, I’m plain and shy. Not to mention being a plaything for my boss. He’s right, maybe I am only good in bed. It’s the only thing that’s attractive about me right….”

Speechless, Seungsik stared at you, how could you think so little about yourself? How could he have been so stupid? The version of you smiling brightly at him was now replaced with a cold look and emotionless empty words.

“Y/N,” Seungsik called your name earnestly as if he was begging you to look at him, “you’re wrong,” he told you, “you were so cute to me then but when I see you, your beautiful. I thought you didn’t like me. You’re an amazing person, you deserve to be treated like a queen.”

You huffed not believing a word he said to you, wanting to call him a liar as you looked up at him. Your words fell short when his lips met yours, your hands went up to push him away, but instead your hands gripped his shirt in tight fist. Your stomach fluttered but differently this time, it felt hot almost as if it wanted to burn you up.

He too felt himself heat up like cast iron in the dead of winter. His heart began to race as he fought with the decision to stop himself. He didn’t want to be added to list of trashy guys you’ve been with. Alas, it failed miserably when you pulled him closer and began pulling at his pants. You desperately wanted to feel something other than emptiness, with someone you told yourself you’d ever see again. Just one time, you keep thinking, just one time fuck me.

Seungsik pulled away from you abruptly, his breathing was ragged and his mind was a mess. He felt he should attempt one last time to leave before he couldn’t stop his mind from buzzing and his body reacting to your fire, but you pulled your shirt off and grabbed him not wanting him to get away from you again constantly saying to yourself, if only for one night before you go back to your gloom.

Clothes vanished and legs became parted, like a sudden breeze followed by lavender colored butterflies filling the room as Seungsik went down to taste your sweet nectar. Licking and swirling his tongue about making you want to clench your legs, but a tight grip he held you wide open to taste you more. Your hands were in his hair as you made sounds only for him to hear, your chest rose and fell as your walls clenched.

Whimpering out with eyes shut tight you called his name and begged for more, your body jerked and your back arched while he had you locked down so he could taste every last part. Your cries didn’t matter, music to his ears, watching your pleasure as he worked. Fulfilled as he watched you become a midnight flame, flickering and fluttering about. You trembled you breathing hitched and he stopped, licking and kissing his way up his eyes stayed on you.

Taking each breast into his mouth one at a time, Seungsik entered your folds slowly. Kissing at your breast and leaving you breathless. He fucked you deep and slow, then he kissed your lips, you were so tight around him he felt weak and lightheaded. He wasn’t going to stop, he wanted to see you explode, he wanted you to feel like the a velvet queen.

Crystal butterflies kissed his back and shoulders where your hands gripped and nails left scars. He grunted from deep his throat as he picked up the pace. Fucking you harder he whispered your name, right into your ear breathlessly. In the crock of your neck he laid lavender kisses as your stomach clenched. You were close, he could tell by how your hands went to hips. He pounded into you deeper a few times, then pinned your legs wide open.

“Shit,” he groaned out, “come for me. I want to see it.” He encouraged.

This was new, most men you’d been with got what they wanted and that was it. This was the first time anyone had begged you to come first. You felt it, those butterflies, dancing around in your stomach making you clench up again a you shook you head no as if you couldn’t.

Seungsik wasn’t having it, he pulled out and began eating at your fold again. You cried out a loud moan, orgasming finally with stars in you eyes. You body convulsed and trembled as Seungsik ate you a little more, watching as you shined like glitter. He entered your folds again and fucked you harder this time, with some hard deep thrust his came deep inside you. Chest to chest he lay as he emptied every last drop in you.

Out of breathe he lay down beside you, you still trembled a little more, feeling hot but cold all at once. Seungsik wrapped his arms around you and held you close, kissing your forehead. Your phone rang but you were too out of it to hear it, you could only hear your breathing and his heart beat. But Seungsik heard your phone going off amid his muffled mind , he answered it, knowing who it was.

“She quit,” Seungsik stated with so much authority in his voice, “don’t call her anymore.” He hung the phone up and powered it off, putting it on the nightstand he went back to holding you in his arms. He whispered painted words to you as you fell into a velvet oasis, trimmed with lace. Just you and him tucked away inside rose whispering, giving and taking care of each other, until every butterfly burst into glitter and dust……..

Now, the next day you woke up alone, memories slow played back to as you wrapped your head around what had happened. To you it wasn’t a surprise to wake up alone after a night of sex. Yet this time it was different, yet, you opted not to ponder on it and let your weekend roll by without thinking or doing anything. But come Monday morning when you dressed for work, picking an outfit that was alluring but work appropriate and headed out as usual you knew you had some making up to do.

Sighing to yourself as you entered the building, you headed straight to your desk, speaking to everyone as if nothing had happened. But the moment your boss realized you were there he called you to his office, you internally started cursing knowing what it’d take to get this over with.

The moment you set foot into his office he slammed the door and proceeded to curse and yell at you making it seem like it was about work but you knew different. You stood there quietly waiting until he was finished to say anything. Taking a deep breath you walked over to his desk and stood in front of it with your head hung low.

“How does it feel,” he remarked, “he got what he wanted and left after saying you quit. You can’t quit no one else will hire you, I’ll make sure they won’t,” he paused and looked you up and down, “you will pay for making me wait while you played around.”

“Yes sir.” You answered softly, but inside you wanted to hit him and spit in his face.

A sudden commotion outside reached your ears as you listened to your boss continue to talk down about you with no regard. You were curious, thinking something happened outside not knowing the commotion was coming your way.

Your boss stood up from his desk finally and walked around it to you, just as he reached up to play with a strand of your hair, the door opened causing both of you to look up.

“Y/N,” Seungsik called your name as he made his way to you, followed by four other men, he pulled you away from your boss and behind him, as he continued calling to your boss’s full name, “as of today, you are relieved of your position, you have three hours to clear out all of your belongings,” he handed him a letter, “do it while I’m asking nicely.”

Your coworkers were all standing in the door way watching confused, along with you. Your boss’s face turned red, he was angry and couldn’t grasp what he was seeing and hearing.

“Who do you think you are?” Your boss yelled, “is this some kind of joke?” He was referring to Friday night, thinking this was some kind of set up.

“This is no joke, if it were I wouldn’t have come in in such a hurry.” Seungsik responded coolly.

“Hey,” you tried to speak wanting to know yourself what was going on.

Seungsik looked at you “Y/N,” he said sweetly, “let me do my work okay my love.”

You looked at him with a blank face and blinked, cause what the fuck was that? The four men behind you seemed annoyed and tired looking very antsy I must say.

“I’m not leaving until you tell me exactly who you are!” Your boss yelled.

Seungsik sighed, “I am the new head director of this company, the one you were supposed to meet this week but that won’t be happening thanks to your behavior last weekend.” He explained.

Shocked and feeling overwhelmed your boss’s entire demeanor changed. Seungsik only stood there and smiled gentlemanly with his hands in his pockets, watching him began to fold and beg for his job, like you begged for yours.

“Seungsik,” you called his name again also surprised, “what the fu-,”

He shushed you cutting you off, before he started talking. But only loud enough for you and the other four men to hear, his words were the same belittling words he said to you to make you feel small and inadequate, he ended by threatening him saying he’ll never work at a company like this again.

This man, the one that had a strong hold on you was now a weak crying mess begging for his job. He was pathetic and miserable, no matter how handsome he was on the outside, he was disgusting to look at. When his pleading fell to dead ears, he looked at you and pleaded with you to spare his job, going so far as to drop down to his knees and beg your forgiveness but little did he know, you had no control over that.

Seungsik sighed, rolling his eyes, having seen enough, “You have three hours,” he grabbed your hand and pulled you with him, “help him pack his things, we don’t need him wasting anymore or company time.” He said to the four men as he pulled you out of the office with him.

Everyone was shocked and confused by what was going and so were you at the elevators, you pulled your hand out of his and looked at him, “what’s going on?” You asked him sternly.

“I’ll explain later.” Seungsik replied.

“No,” you started again, “I’ve known you for a long time,” you paused you pushing your hair back trying to make some sense somewhere, “you even fucked me-,”

Seungsik covered your mouth cutting you off because you didn’t realize you had an audience, “Y/N,” he sighed looking at your annoyed confused expression, “let’s go out and talk.”

“Motherfucker-,” started again loudly this time.

He cut you off again and gestured behind you. You looked and noticed the curious eyes and ears listening way too hard. You folded your arms before speaking, “I’m not the one that made a scene on this early Monday morning.” You stated.

He smiled and agreed, “But I did look cool though right?” He stated trying to lighten the mood. You stared at him and hit him just as the elevator dinged, “ow,” he frowned, “be gentle.”

You rolled your eyes and he ushered you into the elevators. He took you to the roof and sat down on one of the benches, where he explained everything. You sat and listened quietly when he was done you gave him a look of uncertainty, trying to decide if you wanted to voice it or not.

“The other night,” he began again slowly, “I meant what I said.”

“You like me,” you started, “used and thrown away me? The same as you liked the naive and kind hearted me?”

“Yes,” he answered without hesitation, “you are very special to me. Nothing in this world can change that.”

“You could’ve told me you were going to be the new head director.” You frowned and folded your arms.

“Just found out myself that you work for this company and so does he,” he paused, “that piece of garbage.” He added swearing a little.

You stared at him for a brief moment and huffed looking at the time, “I’m out,” you stated, “I have work to do.” You turned to leave and he quickly grabbed your hand and spun you around, he kissed your forehead.

“See you at home. ” He stated and walked a head of you.

“Hey man,” you started, “that’s not fair,” you started walking faster to catch up to him, despite your heels slowing you down, “that’s not how you ask someone to be your girlfriend!”

He laughed at you and stopped, holding his hand out, for you to take, you did and smacked your lips at his teasing. He still smiled at you, it was that smile that made your stomach flutter again, you blushed and looked down.

“That’s not fair.” You remarked earning a small laugh from him, as you both headed back inside for whatever awaited.