oneshot, nonidol!haechan, afab!reader, bsf!haechan, softdom!haechan, sub!reader, unprotected sex, fingering, cumming inside, begging, haechan is a bit desperate, friends to lovers, they’re both a bit stupid, love confessions, lots of kissing, smut, fluff, use of petnames (baby)
synopsis . seeing your disappointment from yet another failed date, haechan swears he can do better than any of those other guys you’ve been going out with.
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i apologize if there's any mistakes, this isn't proof read and english isn't my first language. please bare with me!! enjoy! ><
You arrive at his house for your usual hangout and plop down next to him on the couch, making yourself comfortable. He takes the time to silently appreciate your appearance before speaking up. “So, how was your date?” he asks, unable to contain his curiosity.
You shrug. “Hmm? It was fine.”
“Just fine?”
“He was nice, i guess, not really my type.”
“I see..” Haechan can’t help but feel a flicker of satisfaction knowing you wouldn’t be seeing that guy again. “Something happened or..?”
“It’s not something that happened, he just has too many girls on his roster. Yeah, okay, he’s good in bed and he’s attractive, but..”
“Sounds like he’s a player,” he comments.
“Yeah, basically.”
Haechan hums, “You deserve better.”
“I know..”
“You knew he was like that and still slept with him?” he interrogates.
You shrug, “Mhm, gotta keep my love life interesting. Wanted to see what the hype was about.”
Haechan shakes his head with an exasperated laugh, “Of course you did.”
“Hey- What’s that supposed to mean!”
“You’re so impulsive sometimes.”
“C’mon Hyuck, can you really blame me, a single woman, for wanting the touch of a man?” you say, half dramatically.
His jaw clenches for a moment, and he has to hold himself back from confessing something he’d regret. “I guess not.” he reluctantly agrees.
He shifts closer to you, facing you to meet your eyes. “But, seriously, aren’t you getting tired of that kind of thing?—Don’t you want something more meaningful?” he asks a bit more serious.
You hum, “That’s kind of hard to find these days.”
“I guess that’s true..”
A comfortable silence settles between you too before Haechan speaks up again. “I could give you the touch of a man, you know. And more.” He suddenly says.
You laugh it off, taking it for another one of his usual jokes but when you meet his eyes there’s no sight of his cheeky grin.
“W-wait, Hyuck? You’re not joking.” You observe.
He remains silent.
“What- What did you say..?” you ask again.
He takes a deep breath, as if grounding himself and finding the words. “I said, I can give you the touch of a man, and much more.” he repeats.
“Fuck, I like you, okay? And I don’t know if you’re just too damn oblivious to notice or pretending you don’t know on purpose, but i’ve dropped countless of hints (Y/N). I don’t want you to go on dates with those shitty men anymore, can’t you see me?” He pauses for a moment, his heart racing as he confesses his feelings. “Fuck ‘like’, i’m in love with you even. Just give me a chance. One chance to prove i’m worth it.”
“Please,” he adds.
Your eyes widen at your best friend’s revelation. Unsure of what to say, “H-hyuck..” you manage out in a hushed tone.
“Please say something,” He urges, wanting to know if he’s completely ruined your friendship.
“I- I don’t know what to say,” you whisper under your breath.
He tries to hide his dissapointment, but it’s evident. He looks away, unable to maintain eye contact with you any longer. “It’s fine, you don’t have to say anything.” he mutters.
He pulls back, creating a bit of distance between you two.
“N-no, wait, hyuck-” You reach out for his hand, stopping him from moving any further.
He tenses up at your touch but meets your eyes with his own, waiting for you to continue.
“That’s not what i meant..” you say quietly.
He frowns, not quite understanding what you mean by that. “Then what did you mean?” He asks hesitantly, holding to that last thread of hope and silently praying that he didn’t entirely ruin everything.
You’re not sure how to express your feelings so you ask him one simple thing, “do you trust me?’
He pauses for a moment before meeting your eyes and answering,
“With my life.”
You soften a bit at his words and coo, “Close your eyes.”
He listens, closing his eyes at your request.
You lean in, hovering over him, and he can feel your warm breath on his lips. “I’m going to kiss you now,” you whisper above him before pressing your lips to his.
He’s surprised at your boldness but immediately relaxes and gets lost in the feeling of your lips on his. His hand flies up to the nape of your neck, holding you in place as he kisses you back.
The kiss starts off soft and tentative before gradually growing more desperate. His body presses against yours, wanting to close any gaps between you, needing to feel your body on his. He starts to move his lips more urgently against yours, unable to get enough of you. When you pull back for air, he lets out a low whine, already missing the contact.
He leans his forehead against yours, panting softly. He opens his eyes and looks at you—a mixture of lust, affection, and disbelief.
“Say you feel the same,” he murmurs, his lips ghosting yours as he speaks. His hand still playing with the hair at the back of your neck.
You peck his lips and assure him, “I do,”
“Then why-,” he starts, his mind going back to the guys you’ve hooked up with.
You cut him off, deciding to tell him the truth. “I- I was trying to ignore my feelings for you..” You say, and it sounds stupid now, but you continue anyways.
“You’re my bestfriend hyuck. I didn’t want to ruin that..”
“You..” he looks at you for a few moments before scoffing softly.
“You idiot..” He mutters, a hint of fondness in his voice. He tugs you towards him, pulling you in his lap so you’re straddling him.
He wraps his arms around your waist, his fingers brushing against the skin of your lower back exposed by your shirt. He looks at you silently, drinking in every small detail of your face as he thinks to himself how stupid the two of you are for not confessing sooner.
You look down at him, gently threading your fingers through his hair as you look at each other in silence.
He closes his eyes at your touch, enjoying the feeling of your fingers running through his hair. He tightens his grip on your waist, pulling you closer to him.
“I can’t believe this is real” he whisper, burying his face in your neck, nuzzling your skin and inhaling your scent.
You hum and Haechan starts pressing lazy, wet kisses to the exposed skin of your neck and collarbone.
You tilt your head, giving him more access as he continues nibbling at your skin.
“I don’t want you to go to those guys,” he mutters against your skin.
“I can treat you so much better, make you feel so much better,” He continues, pulling back briefly to meet your eyes.
“Say your mine,” he asks, a hint of vulnerability in his tone.
“I’ll show you how much better I am, just say your mine, please.” He whispers, his lips brushing your earlobe as he speaks.
“I’m yours, hyuck,” you whisper, a bit breathless.
And that’s all he needs before his mouth is back on yours. His lips capturing yours in a deep and possessive kiss. His tongue brushing against your bottom lip, wanting to taste you completely.
You part your lips for him, and he wastes no time delving in, tongue playing with yours as he desperately explores every inch of your mouth.
You let out a small moan in the kiss and that only seems to spur him on, his hands slipping up your shirt in no time.
You shivers at his touch, his cold fingertips a contrast to your warm skin.
His hands run up and down your sides, eventually sliding down to the backside of your pants, resting on your bottom.
He pulls back, and a soft whine escapes your lips at the loss of contact.
His hands massage your ass as he speaks, “I want you,”
“I want you so bad,” he whispers, his lips attaching to your neck once more.
“You have me hyuck-,” you whisper back, breathlessly.
“The problem is..” he starts, his voice now holding a huskier tone, “Once I start, I don’t think I’ll be able to stop.”
You whine and nod, “I want you too, hyuck, please,”
Hearing you say that, the neediness in your voice.. It’s all he needs to hear for the cord within him to snap. Your small plea breaking the last of his restraints, and within moments you’re flipped onto your back, Haechan hovering above you.
His lips find yours again before leaving a trail down your jaw, to your chest. He tugs on the hem of your shirt. “Can i take this off?”
You nod and he pulls it off you, throwing it on the floor and immediately going to kiss you through the thin fabric of your bra.
As much as you think it’s sweet that he’s taking his time, you need more.
You tug on his hair, earning a groan from him as he reluctantly pulls away to look up at you.
“I need you,” You whine,
His lips quirk into a smirk, “Need me, huh?”
You whine and nod. His hand travels down to your stomach, coming to rest on your lower half, fingers teasing the waistband of your pants.
His hand dips into your pants, softly rubbing circles on your hip bone. And you let out another desperate whine, just wanting him to touch you where you really need him.
He lets out a chuckle as he shakes his head, “You’re just so impatient, hmm?”
“Please-“
He hums and pulls away briefly, tapping your thigh, “up.”
You lift your hips and he tugs your pants down, leaving you in nothing but your undergarments.
He licks his lips as he takes in the sight of your damp panties, His hand travels down to your heat, cupping it as he leans back down to kiss you.
You arch into his touch, aching for more.
He smiles against your lips and his hand dips into your panties, fingers running down your folds and collecting your juices.
He takes his hand away and you whine at the loss, only to be followed by a moan at the sight of Haechan tasting his digits.
He lets a moan of his own, “Fuck.. you taste so good baby, could get addicted to this. To you.”
A soft noise escape your lips at his words, and his hand goes back to your heat. Fingers collecting your arousal, before gently rubbing circle at your entrance. “So wet…” he comments before entering a finger.
You moan and arch into him. “m-more, hyuck, please-,”
He adds another finger, the pad of his thumb coming to rub circles on your clit. The added stimulation causing you to moan in delight.
Your moans only spur him on, and he pumps his fingers faster, making sure to keep that delicious pressure on your clit at the same time.
You can feel yourself getting close and your hips buck against his hand as you feel yourself nearing your release. “Mmhhh- Hyuck, don’t stop, don’t stop-!”
And he listens, his lips attaching to your neck as he keeps fucking you full of his fingers, determined to get you there.
He feels you clenching, indicating that you’re close, and he pulls away from your neck, wanting to see your expression as you come undone on his fingers.
With a particular curl of his fingers, your orgasm reaches you with a breathless gasp. And god, what a sight to see, he thinks.
Your hazy eyes, parted lips, flushed skin.. God, everything about you. He wanted to coax that expression out of you over and over again.
He leans down to press his lips to yours in a desperate kiss. “You’re so pretty..”
You kiss him back, tongues dancing together.
He’s over you, body pressed against yours and you can feel his hard on against your thigh.
“Hyuck…” you whisper, hand coming down to feel him through his pants.
He groans at the contact, “baby- don’t.”
He gently takes your wrist and pulls your hand away from him. “If you touch me, I won’t last” He says, in an almost whiny tone.
You let out a whine of your own and tug him back down to feel his lips on yours again. “Hyuck…”
“Hmm?”
“Fuck me, please”
He groans and speaks in a husky tone. “Mm need me that badly?”
He pulls away to discard his pants. Once they’re off, he catches you shamelessly staring at the outline of his cock through his boxers, a smirk appearing on his lips.
He pulls them down and his length comes to stand tall against his stomach. Your pussy clenches at the sight and you can’t help the moan that leaves your lips.
God, he was so pretty, without doubt the perfect size and girth. And, gosh, you couldn’t wait to find out how he’d feel inside.
His hands come down to the waistband of your panties, and you lift your hips for him so he can take them off.
He licks his lips at the sight, his fingers coming back to play with your folds. “Fuck, so pretty, baby..”
“I can’t wait anymore, baby, please,”
You wrap your legs around his waist, efficiently tugging him closer, and Haechan takes that as an answer, hand finding his throbbing dick and giving himself a few tugs before lining himself up to your aching core.
He rubs his tip up and down your folds, the mix of your juices and his pre-cum making him glide smoothly. He taps his dick on your clit a few times before pressing his tip to your entrance.
He looks down at you, hand coming to caress your cheek before slowly pushing in.
The both of you moan in unison at the intrusion, his head coming to fall on your shoulder. “Fuck, fuck, fuck” he mutters as he fully bottoms out.
“S-so fucking tight-,” He moans out against your neck.
You moan, his cock so deep, it’s just perfectly touching that one spot that makes you see stars.
He pulls his hips back almost completely, before snapping them back to yours with a hard thrust.
He does that a few times before he finds another rhythm, his thrusts starting to pick up speed as he lets out a series of moans near your ear.
He kisses your cheek before pulling away and changing angles. His hands find your legs and push them back a bit, allowing him to reach even deeper.
“Hyuck!” You scream, his length hitting all the right spots at this new angle.
He only responds with a low moan of his own, his hips moving fast, at a relentless pace as he desperately chases his release, trying to coax your own at the same time.
“A-are you close, baby?” He asks through short breaths. “Can’t h-hold back much longer-”
You nod furiously, moans slipping past your lips as he continues abusing your sweet cunt.
You feel yourself getting there, and your pussy clenches around him.
“Fuck!” he groans at the feeling of you sucking him in, your walls clenching around his length, threatening to make him spill right there.
“H-hyuck!” you scream, letting him know you’re close.
“C-can I cum inside, baby, please, please” He whines.
You nod and that’s all he needs to know, he continues desperately fucking himself in your tight walls and within seconds he spills his load deep into you, the feeling of him triggering your own orgasm.
He falls against you as he reaches his high, arms wrapping around you and burying his face into your chest. Your legs are trembling, pussy desperately clinging onto him, milking him whole, causing him to moan into your chest.
When both of your breathing comes back to normal, Haechan gently pulls out before collapsing back against your chest, your hands coming to run through his hair as you both calm down.
He presses a kiss to your shoulder and looks up at you, “You’re mine, okay?” he says, tone a bit softer.
You hum in response.
He shakes his head, pulling back a bit to cup your cheeks. “I mean it, (Y/N).”
“I want you to be my girlfriend, mine to cherish, mine to love.” he says, a hint of vulnerability in his expression.
“Then I’m yours, hyuck..” you whisper back.
He smiles and presses a soft, lingering kiss to your lips, “good.”
No because I’m apologizing in advance for the person I’m gonna become when this comes out. Pond and Phuwin are gonna THRIVE with this sorta plot and storyline. FUTS was good, but I’m so excited to see pondphuwin in a more serious role with a better screenwriting and cinematography. Pond and Phuwin have AMAZING chemistry im so excited for them
Hey, miss. Why are you crying? Is something wrong? No, sir. No? Whatever it is, have some soju and shake it off. It’s okay. I’m still in school. You’re in school? Wait. Isn’t that her? What? Wait. Aren’t you the athlete Na Hee-do from yesterday? What? Na Hee-do? It is. The fencer from yesterday?
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