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DREAM BOYS: slut me out

pairing: shy!jisung x (f) reader

genre/warnings: smut, unprotected sex (before you tap it make sure you wrap it), oral (m) receiving, switch!jisung, switch!reader (at least i think so… i wanna say there’s not really strong dom/sub dynamics here)

summary: The Dream Boys are notorious for banging everything on campus with a pulse and breaking hearts, but every time you see Jisung, you can’t help but think he’s nothing like them; he can barely even look into your eyes.

word count: 5.3k

a/n: i wrote this on a whim lol. as always, feedback is appreciated!

If I was a bad bitch,

I’d wanna fuck me too

There was something about Park Jisung that confused you to no end. 

For one, you wondered how a boy could be so awkward. You weren’t even this bad at your peak of social ineptitude, but he somehow seemed to always be shy and blushing. 

The most baffling thing about him, however, wasn’t just his timid personality and lack of confidence around the opposite sex. It was his ability to get along so well with people who were the complete opposite of him. 

Everybody at your school knew him and his friends collectively as the Dream Boys and they were notorious on campus for allegedly fucking every girl they set their sights on. You had no way of knowing how true that was, but based on nothing but vibes alone, most of them you didn’t doubt one bit. 

Mark, the sweet boy who posted bible quotes on his story every morning. Jeno, the intelligent one who obviously didn’t buy his way into college. Jaemin, the campus heartthrob everyone wanted to bring home to Mama. And Haechan, the party boy who was never not hungover. 

But Jisung was something different entirely. You had no idea why he hung out with them at all. Your interactions with him had been limited thus far, but he stammered out every sentence he spoke and could hardly maintain eye contact. 

There was no way in hell he was a whore. 

The school library had unfortunately become your second home over the past few weeks and you were lounging at a table with your friends when Ryujin whispered, “Looks like the Dream Boys are throwing another Halloween party this year. I hope there’s no more cum punch rumors. I almost threw up because of that shit.”

Yuna winced. Those rumors had positively ruined the drinking last year for everybody. “Dream Boys? More like fuckboys.”

You snickered. You didn’t have a clue where the name came from, but you couldn’t resist quipping, “And what did you think they dreamed about?”

“Pussy,” she answered without hesitation.

You laughed again. The boys were handsome, you would give them that, but they also gave the impression that they were carrying sexually transmitted infections yet to be unearthed by health authorities. 

Ryujin seemed like she was reading from her phone, probably gathering more information about the aforementioned party, and soon enough she chirped, “No worries, guys. Haechan just posted that there will not be any cum punch, but everyone should watch their drink.”

“I won’t be attending,” you replied with total disinterest. “Have fun potentially drinking some random dude’s kids.”

Ryujin groaned, but she had been expecting that response. It was no secret you had something against those boys because of their fuckboy reputation and while she didn’t blame you for that, she didn’t see it as an excuse to skip out on harmless fun. “You’re so boring.”

You shrugged, indifferent. “If boring means spending my free time watching Shemar Moore chase bad guys in two different universes, both of which he’s incredibly sexy in, instead of risking my tongue falling off, then I’ll be that.”

“You both are disgusting,” Yuna said in disapproval. “You want to fuck someone’s bald dad and Ryujin wants to fuck Haechan.”

Ryujin gawked. “That’s a lie!”

Yuna wasn’t convinced. “Admit it. The only reason you want to go to this party after last year’s fiasco is because you know Haechan will be there and you want to suck his dick until the foreskin dries up like a raisin.”

You made a face. The graphic description was putting unholy pictures in your mind that you would rather not see. “Yeah, I’m gonna go. You girls got that,” you told them as you rose from the table, tossing your bag over your shoulder. “I will see you guys when I emerge from my Netflix binging.”

Meanwhile, Jisung was by himself in the break room of the local cafe he worked at trying desperately to think of something that would undo the boner in his pants before his co-workers saw him and teased him to hell and back. It wasn’t even because of a pretty customer this time. He was just daydreaming. 

Was it a smart thing to do while he was at work? No, maybe not. But he couldn’t help it. His mind had been filled with perverted thoughts lately. It was the second week of October and Jisung was attempting to get all of the sexual frustration out of his system before the start of No Nut November.

He had been the first one to lose last year. And the year before that. And the year before that. This year, he needed a turnaround. 

When his boner wouldn’t go down as soon as he’d hoped, Jisung ultimately decided to go wank it in the bathroom as quietly as possible and got back to work. And to his luck, you were standing right there at the counter waiting for someone to take your order. 

Jisung swallowed when he saw you. He had always found you gorgeous and seeing you after orgasming made his brain short-circuit. With a little plan to increase his body count another digit, he went up to the counter and put on his shyest performance. “Hello. What can I get for you today?”

Your brows furrowed. He didn’t sound as bashful as he looked. That said, he sounded like he was donning his customer service voice, and everybody knew that the person you were at work didn’t reflect your true self. “Hi, can I get the Jasmine green tea, please?”

Jisung kept his eyes trained to the screen the entire time, even though he wanted nothing more than to look at you. “Sure thing. Would you like any add-ons?”

“Tapioca pearls. Extra, please.”

God, the way you kept saying, “Please,” was driving him crazy. He knew you were simply being polite, which was more than he could say about some customers he got, but it was making him picture other situations where he could have you begging for him. 

“Will that be everything?” Jisung asked as if his thoughts hadn’t wandered somewhere dangerous.

You nodded your head, taking out your card. “That’s it.”

While you were temporarily distracted by having to pay, Jisung took the opportunity to get a better look at you. His eyes flitted to your lips that were coated in a clear gloss which made them look plumper. It was all he could do not to think about how perfect they would look wrapped around his cock.

“I heard you and your friends are throwing a party tonight,” you mentioned, waiting for your order to be processed. Not that you gave a damn. You just wanted something to talk about. 

Jisung was pleased you didn’t seem to notice his less than clean thoughts, but when you mentioned the party, he stifled a groan. “Yeah, I can’t go. I have a closing shift.”

“Damn, that must suck,” you replied, watching the hint of annoyance spread across his face. “When do you guys close, by the way? I was thinking about getting some work done.”

“We close at nine,” Jisung told you matter-of-factly. “Don’t you usually work in the library?”

You lifted a brow, smiling softly. “Are you keeping tabs?”

Jisung glanced away. Make no mistake, he wasn’t stalking you or anything, but he did happen to see you in the library whenever he popped inside. You were there more often than not. “I see you around every now and then.”

You hummed. “To answer your question, I do usually work in the library, but my friends are being insufferable today and I knew I wasn’t gonna get any work done around them, so I hopped ship.”

Jisung nodded his head in understanding. “Yeah, I get it. My friends are pretty annoying at times too.”

You had an obvious disdain for boys in his group, but for some reason, you were always so nice to him. It was almost as if you had some kind of soft spot. Jisung wondered if he could manipulate that kindness. He figured you must have assumed he wasn’t as bad as the men he surrounded himself with, which couldn’t have been more wrong, but you didn’t need to know that. 

There was no opportunity for you to give him a response, because his co-worker placed your drink in front of you, saying, “Here you go, one Jasmine green tea, extra tapioca pearls.”

You thanked them and glanced back at Jisung, telling him, “I’m gonna go find a seat,” and walked away. 

Jisung was disappointed, but it was better than you leaving. And in truth, it wasn’t so bad, because it gave him a little more time to think of a way of getting you to go home with him. He didn’t want to lose for the fourth year in a row since he started college, and you were a beautiful girl that thought highly of him for whatever reason. 

You were still lingering in the cafe a few hours later and it was that time of night where Jisung had to start excessively wiping counters to appear busy, because he didn’t expect many more customers. 

But you were the only customer in sight and he was the only employee at this hour, so he approached your table and inhaled a deep breath. “Hey, do you mind if I ask you something?”

You glanced up at him, wanting to giggle at how nervous he seemed for whatever reason, but resisting. “Sure.”

Jisung started fidgeting with the rings on his long fingers, which drew your attention to his hands, specifically how big they were. “Can I sit down?”

You wordlessly nodded over at the seat in front of you. 

With one more small glance in the direction of the door, which didn’t appear to be welcoming more customers any time soon, Jisung slid into the booth. You both sat there in silence until he finally willed himself to speak. “So, I was wondering… can I ask you a favor?”

You were tempted to respond with, I wasn’t aware I owed you any. But you were very curious to know where this was going, so you decided to let him get straight to the point. “Depends. What’s the favor?”

“Promise not to tell anyone?” he asked. 

“Sure, I’ll promise,” you replied, nodding. “As long as you’re not about to ask me to hide a body.”

That threw Jisung off guard and he quickly shook his head. “What? No, of course not. Look, uh, I need a favor from you, but it’s something kinda…”

Pushing down the top of your laptop, you held your face in your hands and gave Jisung your undivided attention. You were beginning to suspect that it was a favor of a sexual nature. 

When you looked at him like that, Jisung glanced away. “It’s kinda embarrassing to say, but I was wondering… if I could come to your house.”

Now that was definitely a surprise. “My house?”

Jisung nodded, swallowing the lump in his throat. “Yeah, that’s what I was wondering. I’m sorry, I know it’s weird. I just…”

Your brows furrowed. Jisung had been to your apartment before. Once. Twice, if you counted him having to come back because he forgot his notebook. Either way, you weren’t necessarily friends and it only happened because of an assignment, the fact that the library had been completely packed, and your apartment was nearby. 

“Why?”

“Well… I wanted to know if you could help me with something.”

“You’re so vague,” you teased. “What do you need?”

Jisung exhaled a breath and decided he was just going to come out and say what he meant. “Listen, this is gonna be kinda weird, and if you say no I completely understand and will leave you alone for the rest of my life. But me and my friends are preparing for No Nut November and…”

“And you want to get all of the horny juice out of your system so you don’t nut on the first day like a loser,” you finished for him. It wasn’t that hard to guess, all things considered. “You know it doesn’t work like that, right?”

“It does,” he insisted. He said nothing else, waiting for you to either agree to blessing his cock tonight or let him suffer, and hoping you chose the former. 

You had already made your mind up, but you pretended to be uncertain, shrugging your shoulders. “Why me?”

Much to your surprise, Jisung didn’t skip a beat. “You’re the only girl I didn’t think would judge me.”

And that was exactly how he won you over, because you hurriedly began packing up your things to go home and get a shower before Jisung could get there. Maybe shave too. You didn’t go bald, but a little trim had never hurt anybody. 

Almost the very second his shift ended, Jisung was in his car growing increasingly more frustrated at every encountered red light as he drove as fast as he possibly could without going over the speed limit. 

When he rang the doorbell, you almost immediately answered the door, wearing nothing but a shirt that looked far too big for someone of your stature. “What took you so long?” you asked, widening the door so he could enter. 

“Lots of traffic tonight,” Jisung replied, waltzing inside your house as if his heart wasn’t thumping in his chest at the idea of getting fucked. 

You closed the door and led him to the bedroom. The soft, feminine smell of your body wash clung to you and the scent was already driving him crazy with lust. 

Jisung glanced around your bedroom, happy to be back here again. The last time he was inside your bedroom, he’d seen your panties spilling out of their drawer and it had taken everything in him to focus on the assignment at hand. 

His eyes fell to your delicious legs which were smooth and shiny. No doubt you had just gotten out of the shower. You got ready for him, which had to count for something. You had consented to fucking him, after all, so your interest in him couldn’t have been any more blatant. 

You plopped on your bed, noticing the way he was drinking in the sight of you. “Don’t just stand there,” you said, stifling a giggle. 

Jisung swallowed the unignorable lump in his throat. “What do you want me to do?”

You hummed, pretending to think about it. “Come here.”

He took tentative steps towards your bed. It was adorably pink and fluffy, and he almost felt bad for knowing it was going to be ruined by the time he returned home. Then, he started thinking about what else was pink, and from that point on his mind began reeling with lewd thoughts. 

You had to pull Jisung onto the bed, shoving him onto his back. The gasp he made was cut off by your lips smashing against his as you kissed him like your life depended on it, gently tugging on his black hair. You didn’t want to hurt him, but at the same time, that was exactly what you wanted. 

It pleasantly surprised you that Jisung was a decent kisser. You could tell he had some kind of experience, which was fair since he was a grown man with very obvious needs, and your panties were pooling with arousal when his hands drifted to your waist as you straddled him, pulling you flush against his rapidly hardening cock. 

As if he wasn’t already struggling to breathe enough, you broke the kiss and began trailing your lips faintly over his jaw. Then his neck. Then his collarbone. He figured you would go down again to his chest, but you went back to his throat and started sucking and nibbling at the flesh. 

“Fuck,” Jisung panted, already worked up and you had barely done anything together so far. He was sure you could feel how hard he was, given that he was pressed right against you, but you went about kissing him as if you had no clue. 

His reactions did make you giggle smugly though, quite proud of yourself. The marks you were leaving at the base of his neck were going to be there for days. Maybe weeks. The room felt hotter now that you were making such a mess of him. He brought his hands up from your perfect waist to your under your shirt, his fingers ghosting over your breasts. 

It was your turn to gasp out. The soft sounds you made did wonders to turn him on. He cupped your chest in his big palms and let his thumb work over the stiffened nipple. All the while, you were beginning to grind against his bulge as your lips wandered here and there, drawing a guttural groan from Jisung’s throat. 

“Oh my god,” he said, stilling your hips with his strong hands. Something your body liked more than you cared to admit.

You met his eyes. They were filled with lust and desire and impatience. “Are you okay?”

Jisung nodded his head, glancing at your body. He was hoping you would get out of that shirt sooner than later. He wanted to see you. “It’s just…,” he trailed, his voice faint. “I’ve never done this before.”

You didn’t gawk. You didn’t laugh. There was no amusement nor was there any surprise. “That’s okay. We can take things slow, if you want.”

“I’d rather not. I like things fast,” Jisung insisted. 

You laughed. “Well, that can be arranged too. Have you ever had a blowjob?”

The thought of you sucking his cock alone nearly made a cold shudder wreck through Jisung’s body. “Once,” he said, trying to keep his composure. “It was a long time ago.”

“Now, we can’t have that,” you replied, crawling off of him to bring your attention to the very prominent bulge in his pants. You could tell he was big and that thought had you salivating. 

Jisung undid his pants hurriedly and tossed them to the ground like they meant nothing, giving you plenty enough time to ruffle through your drawer for something to tie your hair back with. 

With your hair out of the way, you patiently sat on your knees as he got just naked enough that you would be able to suck him off. Maybe deep down you had always wanted to. Jisung was exactly the type of guy you were into - the ones that looked away when a pretty girl complimented them and had a beautiful, shy smile. 

It didn’t surprise you that his cock was just as veiny as his hands were, but it did make your mouth run dry. 

“Sweet Jesus,” you mumbled underneath your breath, knowing that you were in for a treat. 

Jisung resisted a smirk. He knew he had a brag-worthy cock that was enough to make any woman lose her everlasting mind, whether she was going down on him or he was going inside her. You were no exception. Matter of fact, all it took was one look before you got a hold of his cock and spat on his pretty tip. 

He swore quietly, watching you attentively. There wasn’t even a need to get him hard because he had already stiffened from the way you were kissing him and grinding against his dick, so you got straight to work. 

You skipped the slow parts - the teasing bits with your tongue at the tip and base of his cock, and immediately went to the action. Jisung said he liked things fast and so that was exactly what you would give him. And he was going to take it like he’d asked.

“Shit. Shit. Fuck,” he cursed, clutching the sheets. You weren’t wasting any time and he almost couldn’t believe it. 

You hadn’t even waited before taking as much of him into your mouth as you could and that made Jisung’s head spin like he was about to explode. And in a way, that wasn’t necessarily untrue. He already knew this was going to be one of his shorter experiences, but definitely one of his better orgasms. 

Jisung groaned loudly. It was a shock, because he was one of the quietest boys you’d ever met, so it wasn’t too hard for you to guess that he was currently enjoying himself. The sound of his euphoric noises were making you horny and you could feel your panties getting even wetter. 

You wanted to fuck him so bad. It was killing you right now. He was just so perfect; so handsome and cute and easy to provoke. You wanted to draw the most sexy, uncontrollable reactions from him and watch what it did to his little male brain. 

Jisung could tell how much you wanted him and it only aroused him more. You were so fucking eager. You were going to town, sucking him off like you were in love with him, like you were worshiping him, and it got him off to an inexplicable extent. He couldn’t even begin to describe how your mouth felt sealed around him like you wanted to suck him completely dry. 

You ran your hands up his stomach, up his thighs. He was sensitive in more places than one, your touches making his breath hitch in his throat. 

“I’m gonna come,” he warned, knowing he wasn’t going to last much longer. Not with all the stunts you were pulling.

Damn, already, you thought to yourself, wanting to chuckle. Not that you were actually even remotely surprised. You knew what you were doing; you were ruining him and taking a little piece of him to serve as a reminder of your victory. 

You didn’t slow down. If anything, you went even faster, your head bobbing up and down his shaft like you wanted to eat him for every meal of every goddamn day. Jisung winced his eyes clothed and accepted his fate, knowing he was merely seconds away from the heat in his stomach unfurling. 

With the last piece of his self-control officially waning now that you were sucking his dick like you had something to prove, Jisung involuntarily began thrusting into your mouth, messily fucking your throat with every intention of getting himself off. You let him. At the moment, you were just pleased you’d driven him mad. 

And that you knew for sure, because the buildup of ecstasy at short last began to overflow and Jisung couldn’t take it anymore. He gave one final long, deep moan as he released down your throat and clasped your sheets for purchase, convulsing with the effort. 

Jisung was shaking. When his eyes finally opened, all he saw was you swallowing his load even though he hadn’t asked you to, and it made him burn from the inside out. 

You grinned when he withdrew from your mouth and glanced up to meet his eyes, watching him struggle to find words. “You good?” you asked, shifting on your knees. 

Jisung nodded, but that word didn’t even begin to capture the feeling he had inside right now. That was a revolutionary nut. “I… yeah. I’m good.”

Getting up from your knees, you ignored the faint ache in them and asked, “Do you wanna fuck now?”

“God, yes,” Jisung replied in a heartbeat, stroking himself back rigid. It would happen in no time. 

When he was hard, he gathered you in his arms and tossed you unceremoniously onto the bed, a gasp escaping your mouth as your back met the mattress. Jisung ordered you to raise your hips, which you did on command, and he slipped your panties from underneath you to throw them wherever his pants were. Still unsatisfied, he tugged at your shirt too until you were completely naked.

The sight of you made him hold his breath. Your smooth skin and supple breasts and kissable tummy. He slipped a hand between your legs, wondering if he should return the favor before he fucked you, but he was surprised by how wet you had gotten from giving him pleasure. 

“You really are something else,” he mumbled, running his arousal-slicked fingers over his throbbing dick. 

You laughed, debating what to do with your legs, and ultimately deciding on draping them over his broad shoulders. Jisung groaned, having imagined one too many times how your cunt would feel as he pushed in and out of it silkily, and concluding that there was no point in drawing things out, he slipped between your slick folds. 

He growled in pleasure immediately, because both the way your pussy welcomed him in with ease and the way it invitingly throbbed around him was making him unravel. It was completely insane. The power you had over him right now was lethal and he couldn’t believe how wet and snug you were just for him. 

“Oh, god,” you moaned out, because suddenly your legs on him weren’t enough and you detangled them from his shoulders to wrap around his slim waist instead so that it would be easier to lock your arms around him as well. 

It took a long moment for Jisung to will himself to open his eyes, because they had been winced closed since the moment he felt you tightening around him. He looked you in the eyes. “Is this okay?” he asked softly. 

You nodded your head. His cock was long and thick and veiny and everything in between. You were in a world between heaven and earth, elevating to the gods and struggling to stay grounded. “It’s perfect, baby. Fuck me just like that.”

Jisung felt dizzy. He knew he had been right in choosing you. It wasn’t every girl that could leave him on the cusp of insanity with both her throat and her pussy, and he was still reeling from the head you’d given him. His whole body was scalding with lust and passion as he reaped pleasure from your body with every labored thrust. 

You couldn’t get enough how he felt stroking against your walls and it showed in the way you were kneading and gushing around his cock. The tension in the air was exhilarating, throttling. You grappled his forearms to keep him close, not wanting to be separated when he was fucking you this good. 

“Can you say my name?” Jisung asked, his voice thick with desire. 

“Jisung,” you called out softly, rolling your hips to meet his thrusts in a perfect sync. You simply couldn’t help yourself. This would be your undoing. 

Jisung swore underneath his breath, unable to control the way his stammering hips reacted to the hint of breathlessness in your voice, and smoothed his palms over your beautiful, bare body. He ran his fingers over your cheek, your neck, your chest and your thighs. 

He knew he needed to make you come if he cared about not absolutely humiliating himself, because he was going to unravel in a matter of minutes. With that thought, he stuck his hand between your legs and thumbed your clit, asking, “How does that feel?”

You cried out his name again, shuddering with sensitivity. Your heart was hammering in your chest and pounding in your ears and the throbbing between your legs was brutal. If he was trying to finish you, it was working. You couldn’t even bring yourself to answer. 

Jisung took that as a sign that you liked it and he continued rubbing the sensitive nub, all the while giving you those long, deep strokes you seemed to be enjoying. You couldn’t breathe through the ecstasy. The way he was stretching you out and bringing you high made you feel as if you could choke. 

You trembled beneath him, torn between taking his cock and arching away from the pleasure. “Oh my god. Fuck. I’m gonna come,” you said, feeling the sweat clinging to your skin. If you didn’t know any better, you would think he was lying about being a virgin. 

That drew a grunt out of Jisung in anticipation. He didn’t stop touching your clit, didn’t stop stroking your sweet spot. “You gonna come for me?”

You nodded your head vigorously. The rhythm of his thrusts and the relentlessness of his hand between your legs was going to make you see stars. Of that you were certain. Your mouth hung open, gasping for breath, struggling to breathe in the stuffy air. 

Then it finally rammed into you like a freight train and you let out a mangled cry of Jisung’s name as you reached your peak. It was the sweetest sound he’d ever heard. You begged for mercy, overcome. Undone. Your face tensed and you throbbed around his cock over and over, your entire body unstill. 

When you tried to squirm away from it, Jisung held you securely in his arms so that you had no option but to take the pleasure he was giving you, and everything about it made you feel faint. 

He only released you when you went slack against the sheets, the most empty look in your stare as if your soul had been completely snatched from your body, and he couldn’t but moan. God fucking damn. 

Jisung kept fucking you through your orgasm, knowing that his was right around the corner, especially with how you had clamped around him like a noose as you came and the soft moans you were making as he tried to get himself off. It was classic mutually assured destruction. 

You were hyper aware of the wet sound of his hips smacking into yours echoing out on the walls, even wetter now that you had orgasmed on his cock. Knowing the effect he had on you somehow turned you on. You were still trying to collect yourself after having one hell of an orgasm, throwing your arms around his body again. 

“Mm. Jisung, come. I want you to come,” you purred, rubbing your hands down his back. 

Jisung was losing his mind. He knew he was a goner the second you said that and thus he begrudgingly withdrew from your soaked pussy, flipped you onto your stomach, and started to stroke himself the rest of the way with his fist. 

In a matter of seconds, he was groaning so close to and simultaneously too far from your ear, landing a stripe of his cum on your ass as he winced his eyes closed for the nth time. You looked behind you in time to see his face tensing and his lips parted in a perfect deep moan that had you clenching around nothing.

Jisung dropped beside you like a deadweight and tried to gather his breath. His mind was staggering from the orgasm and the tight feel of your cunt around his cock and he wasn’t going to be capable of thinking straight for the next hour or so. 

When you at last willed yourself to move, you brushed the hair out of his face and asked, “Are you okay?”

“Yeah,” Jisung replied, nodding. “Are you?”

“I’m good,” you told him, grinning from ear to ear. You were hoping he wouldn’t leave without your number. The sex was a little too good not to happen again. 

Jisung bobbed his head again. He slowly sat up, knowing his head would spin if he got up too fast, and said, “I’m gonna go to the bathroom.”

You hummed in response, watching his back as he grabbed his pants and stepped out of the room. 

When he was in the bathroom, Jisung whipped out his phone from the pocket of his pants and texted his group chat. 

jisung: just lost my virginity for the 28th time not that i’m counting

mark: lmfaooo how long are these girls gon fall for that shit 

jeno: for real, he lies more than jaemin

jaemin: ntm on me. but i’m impressed he’s kept it up for this long 

haechan: come on. all he has to do is stutter and they’re like aweeee jisungie wungie is your cock heavy? here let me hold that for you

Jisung rolled his eyes and put his phone away. All he knew was the sex was amazing and he was coming back for seconds; you would be the perfect place to dump his cum before the start of November. 

And he wasn’t losing.

[starryhyuck]

journey mercies.

i love you, mark lee. i hope you know we will always support you in your next endeavor 💚

You like to stare at your boyfriend’s face when he’s sleeping.

He calls you creepy, but there’s something so serene in watching him when he has no sense of the obligations he holds on his shoulders or the weight of the burdens he carries. You gaze at him as the sunlight peeks through the curtains, smiling when the corner of his mouth twitches.

“If you keep looking at me like that, you’re going to regret it.”

You giggle. “You just look so cute, that’s all.”

One eye peeks open. His hand instinctively wraps around your waist, tugging you close to his frame and pulling up the comforter to huddle you in his warmth.

“How often are you doing this?” He asks groggily, his voice still heavy with exhaustion.

“Don’t worry about it,” you say, burying your face into the crook of his neck. “Just go back to sleep.”

“How can I when I know you’ll be staring at me the whole time?”

You laugh, slipping a hand underneath his shirt to run your fingers over his stomach. You’re instantly engulfed in happiness, in the feeling that you’ve chosen the right person to love. You could stay in this moment forever with him.

“Do you know how hard you work, Mark Lee?”

He hums softly like he doesn’t want to broach the topic this early in the morning. You’ve had arguments before about how overworked he is, how he should take a break, and this list goes on and on. You understand why he would rather not get into it today.

“I like seeing you when you’re just… you. If you want to call me creepy again, so be it.”

His lips press against yours and you sigh, wishing you could savor this a little longer before you have to get up and start your day.

“You can stare at me for as long as it makes you happy, baby,” he murmurs, slowly drifting back to sleep.

You brush your fingertips over his jaw, smiling.

You hope he never has to feel the weight of the world on his shoulders ever again.

[sundives]

Para sa streets - psh.

Dati ay gwapings type mo ngayon gusto nang amat.

gang member! sunghoon x rich girl! reader

⟶ Sabi mo sa sarili mo, “never lower your standard when it comes to men,” pero iba kasi si Sunghoon. Pogi, funny, tapos tangina — magaling pa kumantot.

or you’re that spoiled, filthy rich girl who unexpectedly has a secret love affair with a boy who hustles in the streets as a living. 

language: filipino, english

word count: 5.4k

contains: bastusan ulit, foul language, p in v sex, kinda dubcon, grinding and dry humping, kainan rawr (f receiving) premature ejaculation (female,) multiple orgasms, multiple rounds, squirting, use of condoms tapos unprotected sex bigla (don’t???) creampie, choking and manhandling ig hehe, big dick sunghoon!!!! meandom sunghoon too, degradation malala i think, cum eating hahaha, finger sucking. Medyo sugar mommy! Reader. Uhm, brief mentions of drug dealing and stuff (guys don’t!!) i might’ve missed something but anyways.

asul’s note: hindi dapat ito yung og story ni Sunghoon pero inspired by that thought na sunghoon would probably love street rap pinoy music (hev abi, al james, and hellmerry. and yes, the title is hev abi's para sa streets) anyways very self-indulgent naman ‘to and i think malala ang pagkakasulat ko dito??? Idk kaya walang basagan ng trip mga sah. enjoy niyo to and work of fiction!! not proofread too as in sinulat ko lang ito sabay lapag dito, just something to cleanse my mind while writing my current series hahaha.

MGA MINORS ALIS.

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Inip ka na kakahintay.

Halos kalahating-oras ka na yatang naghihintay sa isang madilim na kalsada sa may tomas morato. Nilalamig ka na sa aircon ng iyong kotse kahit na suot mo ang kanyang hoodie na manipis at kupas na.

Kanina pa umiilaw ang blinker ng iyong kotse, kunot-noo habang nakatitig sa iyong selpon na kung saan lahat ng mensahe mo ay nasa inbox lamang. Walang seen or read man lang. Sabi niya kanina, on the way na raw siya, pero mas nauna ka pa ring dumating keysa sa kanya.

Bwisit. Kung hindi mo lang siya miss, kanina ka pa siguro umalis. Sinarado mo muli ang iyong selpon at napatitig na lamang sa iyong harapan. Naka-park ka sa isang madilim na kalsada sa may tomas morato. Tago at halos kaunti ang mga kotseng dumadaan — the usual meeting place for you and him.

Nawala ang iyong inip nang may kumatok sa iyong bintana, nagulat ka lamang at sa labas kita mo ang kanyang ngiting malawak kaya naman napabuntong-hininga ka na lamang at inunlock ng iyong kotse.

“Hi baby,” kaswal na bati ni Sunghoon pagkasakay niya sa passenger seat.

“Tagal mo.” sambit mo habang nakatingin sa kanya. He was a mess. Suot-suot niya ang black cap na regalo mo sa kanya, along some large black shirt and baggy jeans. Sunghoon smelled faintly like sweat, the streets, and that cheap manly perfume that stings your nose — your favorite scent of him.

“Sorry na, tangina, hindi ako sinipot ng kausap ko, lugi na naman ako,” reklamo ni Sunghoon habang pinupunasan ang pawis na tumatagaktak sa kanyang mukha. 

Napatigil ka sa kanyang sinabi, “What!? Sunghoon, you have something there ba? You know —”

“Baby kalma, iniwan ko muna sa tropa ko, alam ko naman ayaw mo sa mga ganyan,” paninigurado ni Sunghoon. “Kaya ako na-late, dinaan ko muna sa kanila.”

Napasimangot ka na lamang. “Sure ka?”

“Kapain mo pa bag ko at damit, wala talaga baby,” ngisi niya.

“Okay,” sambit mo na lamang. “Tara na ba?”

Sunghoon hummed, “saan ba?”

“Sa inyo na lang? Bawal sa amin eh, umuwi si kuya.”

“May group study kapatid ko sa bahay,” paliwanag ni Sunghoon. “Dito na lang? Madilim naman dito.”

Kumunot ang noo mo. “Ew no, bagong car wash ‘to.” and no, hindi ka papayag na kantot at uwi ang mangyayari sa inyo ngayong gabi.

“Sogo?” suhestyon niya kaya mas lalong kumunot ang noo mo.

“No way dadalhin mo ako doon.” maarte mong sambit kaya naman natahimik siya ng sandali.

“Sorry na, akala ko paldo ako ngayong gabi, sogo lang talaga kaya ko ngayong gabi.” malungkot niyang sabi kaya naman pumintig ang iyong puso dahil bigla kang nakonsensya.

Tinitigan mo lamang si Sunghoon ng ilang sandali. Napabuntong hininga ka na lamang sabay baba ng brake ng iyong kotse.

“Okay lang, ako na tonight,” sabi mo na lamang.

“Galit ka baby?” malambing niyang tanong.

“Bakit ako magagalit? Hindi mo rin naman ginusto na hindi siputin ng kausap mo,” sagot mo pero hindi ka makatingin sa kanya. Ang titig mo ay deretso sa daan nang magsimula kang magmaneho. “kapapadala lang nila dad ng baon ko, so it’s fine with me.”

Ginusto mo rin naman ito.

Ginusto mo rin naman kasi magkagusto sa isang lalaki na hindi kasing-yaman mo.

Your encounter with Sunghoon was unexpected — eto ba yung sinasabi nila na organic encounter? But it was mixed with alcohol and bad decisions. You will never forget that night.

Sa isang club sa BGC. Lumabas ka para magpahangin. Hilong-hilong ka na dahil sa dami ng alak na iyon ininom, at hindi nakatulong ang maingay na tugtugin at siksikan na dance floor. Sa labas ng club mo siya unang nakita. Sunghoon was taking photos of the club’s signage using his old android phone — na para bang first time niya sa isang mamahalin na club.

Kumpara sa mga lalaki sa loob ng club who were wearing well-known brands like carhartt, uniqlo's, and levi’s, suot-suot lamang ni Sunghoon ay isang ripped-off na football jersey at kupas na maong pants. He looked so out of place pero hindi mo iyon napansin kasi poging-pogi ka sa kanya. 

Hindi mo alam kung saan ka nakahanap ng lakas ng loob para lapitan siya at landiin pero you approached him first, completely startling him, pero madali rin naman siyang bumigay at sa kama mo kayo nauwi. 

It could’ve been just a one night stand. Something for you to release your horniness in just one night, pero tangina kasi, kinaumagahan, nilaspag ka niya muli at pagkatapos na iyon, wala ka nang gusto na tite kundi yung sa kanya.

Patagal ng patagal, doon mo lang napagtanto ang estado ng buhay ni Sunghoon. Mahirap, senior high school lamang ang tinapos, at nagtatrabaho ng iba’t ibang gimik hindi lamang para sa kanya, kundi para sa mga kapatid niya.

Magkaibang mundo kayo. Mayaman ka. Anak ng isang politiko sa isang probinsya. Nag-aaral ka sa isang mamahalin na unibersidad. May sariling condo unit sa Quezon city, at may sariling kotse pa. You had past lovers too. Rich guys who treated you all like a princess, pero sa isang iglap, parang wala silang kwenta simula nang makilala mo si Sunghoon.

So what if mahirap lamang si Sunghoon? Pogi si Sunghoon, kung hindi pa iyon sapat, funny pa tapos maalaga naman sa iyo. Idagdag mo pa na malaki na nga ang tite tapos magaling pa sa kama. So yes! Technically, he’s a good catch nonetheless.

Pero hindi lamang iyon ang problema sa kanya. If his social status wasn't enough drag for you, Sunghoon hustles illegally for a living. Whatever that is, you don’t want to pry further, takot na pati ikaw ay madamay pa sa trip niya sa buhay.

He’s that guy that your friends will warn you about. Dapat ka matakot sa kanya. He’s a gang member — meron pala iyon dito sa Pilipinas? Akala mo joke lamang iyon, pero totoo pala sila, tago nga lang. But you guessed na mahal ka niya enough to trust you and to tell you about his identity and illegal sidelines.

Your relationship with Sunghoon was a deep secret of yours. Aaminin mo na kinakahiya mo si Sunghoon. Ang mga boyfriend ng mga kaibigan mo mga anak-mayaman. Guys that drive civic and sedan cars. They would go on dates in expensive restaurants, tapos they’re spoiled rotten by them — a complete contrast to you.

Dates with Sunghoon weren’t like that. Small eateries, fast food chains, kahit nga tusok-tusok sa may daan papatulan niyong dalawa. Palaging tago, palaging gabi o madaling araw magkikita. Sa kotse mo, sa mga disenteng hotel rooms. If swerte sa condo mo, o kaya sa bahay nila para lang maraos ang libog na nararamdaman niyo para sa isa’t isa.

Probably the most expensive date you two had was at an unli samgyupsal place kasi nakapaldo siya sa isang deal. Masaya na siya at nadala ka na niya doon at para sa iyo, sakto lang siguro, pero kasama mo naman siya. Masaya ka na rin.

Days turned into weeks and suddenly — you’ve been seeing Sunghoon for almost eight months. Hindi mo inaasahang na tumatagal na pala kayo. Pero you couldn’t help it when he’s a good fuck and probably the most-good looking guy you’ve ever come across with. Ika nga nila, masarap ang bawal, at ang iyong relasyon kay Sunghoon ang nagpapatibay dito.

“Ang ganda naman dito,” bungad ni Sunghoon ng binuksan mo ang pintuan ng hotel room na iyong kinuha para sa gabi. 

Malaki ang kwarto na iyong kinuha. Located somewhere in Eastwood city, the room was good for two. King-sized bed tapos may bath tub pa ang banyo. To say that Sunghoon was shocked was an understatement, halos mamangha siya habang siya’y umiikot sa room.

“Mas malaki pa yata ito kaysa sa bahay namin,” pabiro niyang sambit habang ikaw ang napangiti na lamang sabay lapag ng bag mo sa may sofa.

“Cr lang ako,” paalam mo sabay pasok sa loob ng banyo.

Pagkasara ng pintuan ay dali-dali mong nilock ito at napasandal sa may lababo, doon mo naisip kung tama ba o mali ang iyon ginawa.

Five-thousand pesos. Limang libong piso para sa isang overnight stay sa isang mamahalin na hotel room. Ginawa mo ito para lamang makipagkita kay Sunghoon. Putangina. This should definitely be worth the money you spend and you swore to yourself that this will be the last time that you’d be doing this.

Despite your social differences, sinisigurado ni Sunghoon na siyang ang nagbabayad kada labas ninyo. You could’ve opted to those decent hotels na you two usually booked whenever both places aren’t available, pero dahil matagal na kayong hindi nagkikita ni Sunghoon, at sabik-sabik ka na sa kanya, gusto mo naman na special etong gabi na ito.

Hence, goodbye five-thousand pesos. ‘Di bale, may natitirang baon ka pa rin naman for the following days. Siguro kaya mo namang manghingi ulit sa magulang mo.

Nag-ayos ka nang kaunti bago ka lumabas sa banyo. Kita mo na nakahiga na si Sunghoon sa kama, naglalaro sa kanyang selpon. Humiga ka sa tabi niya, arms wrapping around his chest as you lean on it for warmth and touch.

“Scatter na naman? Sunghoon, you know I don’t like it when you’re gambling,” reklamo mo nang makita mo ng malinaw ang kanyang ginagawa. “You’re losing more money than you’ve won eh.”

“Malay mo swertehin ako dito,” depensa ni Sunghoon habang patuloy sa paglalaro ng online gambling. Nanatili kang tahimik kahit na init na init na ang katawan mo. You wanted him to touch you, to open you wide enough to make his cock fit inside you — pero mukhang busy siya sa kanyang nilalaro.

“Maglalaro ka na lang ba buong gabi?” galit mong tanong. 

Doon niya binaling ang tingin sa iyo, “miss mo ba ako baby at gustong-gusto mo nang matira agad?”

You rolled your eyes as you stared at him. “Duh! I didn’t book this room for you to ignore me throughout our stay.”

Napailing si Sunghoon bago niya binaling ang kanyang tingin muli sa screen ng iyong selpon. Ilang minuto ang lumipas ay lumapad ang ngiti niya sabay pakita sa iyo, “oh tingnan mo, one-five panalo ko. At least nanalo ako ngayong gabi.”

“Okay congrats, can we please fuck now Sunghoon,” pilit mo.

“Atat baby? Kuwawa ka naman,” asar niya.

“Kaunti na lang Sunghoon at mapipikon na ako.”

Pero tumawa lamang siya, “sige na nga, atat ka na sigurong makantot.”

Umupo si Sunghoon mula sa kanyang pagka-higa, kasabay na ito ay tinanggal niya ang kanyang t-shirt at pantalon, leaving him nothing but his brief which show the obvious print of his dick. Napalunok ka na lamang sabay tanggal ng iyong damit at iniwan mo lamang ang iyong bra at panty na isang lingerie set, kulay dark blue na paborito ni Sunghoon.

“Tangina, iyan pa talaga ang suot mo, sabik ka na ba talaga makantot?” asar ni Sunghoon, sabay sunggab ng halik sa iyo. Hindi ka na umangal at hinalikan mo siya pabalik. Pareho kayong sabik sa isa’t isa pero mas hayok ka na malasahan si Sunghoon muli.

“‘Lika dito,” hindi ka na makaangal nang pinaupo ka ni Sunghoon sa kanyang beywang, saktong lumapat sa kanyang bakat. Hindi mo mapigilang gumiling dito. Ramdam mo kung gaano kainit at basa na ang iyong puke sa simpleng aksyon, kaya mas binilisan mo ang bawat galaw ng iyong hita sa pagitan na ito.

“Tangina, sexy mo talaga baby,” sambit ni Sunghoon, kagat-labi habang prenteng nakahiga sa kama. Purong libog lamang ang makikita sa kanyang mata habang pinapanood niya kung paano mo hinahagod ang sarili mo sa kanyang tite.

“‘Hoon, fuck me na please,” pag-awa mo habang patuloy sa iyong paggiling. 

“Bakit ‘di mo gawin? Tutal kinakantot mo na rin naman sarili mo sa tite ko,” pasaring sambit ni Sunghoon, sabay dakma sa iyong dede. Ang kanyang kanang kamay ay himihimas ito sabay kurot sa iyong utong na bumabakat sa manipis na materyal ng iyong laced bra.

“Hoon — fuck,” nangangatog na ang iyong puke sa bawat kayod sa kanyang ari. Ramdam mo rin na pagtigas na ito, kaya mas binilisan mo ang iyong galaw. Hayok at parang asong ulol na kumikiskis sa tite ni Sunghoon. 

Hindi ka na makapaghintay, sabik na sabik ka na labasan, hindi mo na hinintay na matira ni Sunghoon, just this friction and the sheer amount of yearning for him was enough for you to cum.

A strangled moan escaped your lips as your orgasm came crashing down. Napatigil ka at nanginig ang iyong katawan sa sensasyon at sarap na ito. Ang iyong kamay ay napahawak sa tiyan ni Sunghoon para mabalanse ang iyong sarili pero bawat hinga ay may lumalabas na mahinhin na ungol dahil nilabasan ka bigla.

“Shit, ang hot ‘non baby,” sambit ni Sunghoon. “Libog na libog ka na ba sa akin na nilabasan ka na agad?”

Hindi mo siya masagot dahil sa hiya ng nangyari. Ramdam mo na lang ang pag-upo ni Sunghoon bago ka niya hinalikan muli. Hindi ka na makaangal at hinayaan kang halikan sa iyong labi pababa sa leeg at balagat. Ramdam mo kung paano niya dilaan at sipsipin ang iyong balat na alam mo ay may chikinini na bubunga dito. 

Kung hindi pa iyon sapat, ramdam mo kung paano dumapo ang kanyang kamay sa iyong dede, gigil niyang pinaglaruan ito kaya naman mas lalo ka na lamang napaliyad palapit sa kanya sa sobrang sarap.

Humiwalay siya bigla at tinulak ka pahiga sa kama. Ramdam mo ang bilis ng tibok ng puso mo nang pumagitna si Sunghoon sa pagitan ng iyong binti. Pinanood mo siyang hubarin ang iyong basang panty at napatitig na lamang sa iyong ari na basang-basa.

He looked at you for a second, a devilish smirk formed on his lips before lowering his head in between your thighs. The first lick sent chills down to your spine. Napahawak ka bigla sa kanyang buhok dahil sensitibo pa rin ang iyong puke.

“Hoon — baby, teka lang — ah! Sensitive pa ako please,” pagmamakaawa mo pero walang pakialam si Sunghoon — ipinagpatuloy niya ang pagdila at pagsipsip sa iyong gitna, tasting every juice and liquid his tongue could lick, which made him moan midway his lap that he dipped his face further into your pussy. 

“Fuck, Sunghoon! Tama na!” sigaw mo pero pawang walang narinig ang iyong nobyo dahil pinasok niya ang isang daliri sa iyong puke. Labas-pasok habang nilalaro na ito ang parte na ikaw ay pinaka-senstibo. While his fingers were playing inside your walls, his tongue focused on your budding clit, giving it kitten licks which made your legs twitch at every touch. 

Hindi mo mapigilang isara ang iyong hita, hoping that Sunghoon would stop his ministrations, but instead — mas lalo niya lang binilisan ang pagsalsal sa iyong puke, bawat dila at labas-pasok ng kanyang daliri at dila ay humihigpit ang iyong sambunot sa kanyang buhok, halos wala kang nararamdaman kundi ang nakakalula na sensasyon sa iyong puke.

“Baby — going to come again! Fuck!” Maiiyak-iyak ka nang nilabasan ka muli. Your body felt heavier as you slumped onto the bed, eyes rolling hard due to the overwhelming feeling of being eaten out. 

Hindi ito alintana kay Sunghoon na pinagpatuloy pa rin ang pagkain sa iyong puke. Sinisigurado niya na nalalasahan niya ang bawat basa na iyong nilalabas.

“Sunghoon — tama n-na — fuck! Ano ba!” Halos wala ka nang makita dahil sa mga luha na tumutulo sa iyong mata. Your hand gave up on your hold on his hands and you lay there shaking as Sunghoon continued devouring your pussy like it was a madman worshipping it.

It didn’t sinked into you that he stopped not until his hold on your thighs loosened. Your lover crawled towards you, wiping the sweat that formed on your temple.

“Sarap naman ng baby ko,” nang-aasar niyang sambit bago ka hinalikan, hindi ka na makaangal nang malasahan mo ang sarili mo sa kanyang labi. You could still feel your body weary due to your latest orgasm. 

Pinanood mo kung paano hubarin ni Sunghoon ang kanyang brief — that’s when you knew that it’s going to be a long night for you. His cock stood tall, girthy, and aching red as it pulsed — eager to be inside you.

“Baby, rest muna tayo please,” suhestyon mo pero hindi ka niya pinansin at imbes ay sinuot niya ang condom sa kanyang tite, dahan-dahan niyang hinimod ito bago siya pumagitna sa iyo at binuka ang iyong binti.

“Baby wait lang —” hindi ka na makaangal dahil walang paalam na pinasok ni Sunghoon ang kanyang ari sa iyong puke. Sliding it with ease and in one sharp thrust, you could only arch your back due to the sudden action. 

“Wait lang? Akala ko na g na g ka kitang kantutin? Pahinga? Ulol, buong gabi tayo dito,” mapang-asar na sambit ni Sunghoon bago niya ibinaon lalo ang kanyang malaking ari sa iyong puke. Hindi ka nakapag-adjust sa kanyang laki, pakiramdam mo ay nawarak ang iyong gitna sa dalawa.

“Sunghoon! Wait lang — ” tanging mga ungol na lamang ang lumabas sa bibig mo nang sinimulang bumayo si Sunghoon. Mabilis ang bawat bayo kaya mas lalong sumisikip ang iyong puke, pinipilit na umadjust sa kanyang laki habang ang hapid ay unti-unting nawawala.

Napahawak na lamang ikaw sa kanyang likod, ang iyong kuko ay napapakalmot sa kanyang maputlang likod kaya naman napapa-ungol siya sa sarap.

“Shet — ganyan baby, gusto ko iyan,” sambit ni Sunghoon bago niya kinuha pareho ang iyong binti at ito’y binukaka para mas diinan niya ang pagbayo sa iyo. Ramdam na ramdam mo ng buo ang kanyang ari, sumasalya ito sa mga parte kung saan ka napapasigaw sa sarap. His huge mushroom tip kissing the end of your cervix that every stab had you crying in pleasure.

“Sarap ba baby? Tingnan mo wala ka nang masabi,” asar ni Sunghoon. “Titeng-tite ka na siguro, lakas pa ng amats mo magreklamo kanina pero tingnan mo ngayon? Hindi ka na makaimik dahil nilalaspag ka na ng tite ko.”

“Sarap baby — fuck, ang laki mo talaga,” ungol mo na lamang habang binabaon mo ang iyong kuko sa kanyang balat, alam mo na kinabukasan ay mag-iiwan ito ng mga marka at sugat pero mas gusto ni Sunghoon iyon — he likes that you’re leaving your claims on him.

“Damn right baby, ano na lang sasabihin ng tropa mo kapag nalaman nila sa hampaslupang tite ka hayok na hayok?” ngisi niya habang patuloy ang labas-pasok ng kanyang tite sa iyong puke, bawat bayo ay mas humigpit ang kanyang kapit sa iyong hita.

You couldn’t even answer him. You’re too deep and cock-drunk to talk that only whimpers and loud moans were leaving your lips. Napangisi lamang si Sunghoon habang pinapanood niya paano lumiyad ang iyong katawan sa harap niya, kitang-kita niya kung paano umaalog ang iyong dede sa bawat bayo niya sa iyo. 

“Tingnan mo, ni hindi ka nga makasagot. Hindi ka siguro kinakantot ng maayos ng mga mayayaman mong ex kaya sa akin ka napadpad.” pasaring niyang sambit habang ang kanyang kamay ay pinulupot niya sa iyong leeg.

“Gusto mo ‘to diba? Yung chinochoke ka?”

“Baby —” mas hinigpitan niya ang hawak sa iyong leeg at kasabay na ito ang mas matigas na pagsalya sa iyong puke.

“Hindi iyon baby,” natatawa niyang sabi.

“Harder please! P-please,” naiiyak mong sigaw kaya naman mas lalong binaon ni Sunghoon ang kanyang daliri sa bawat gilid ng iyong leeg. 

His pace continued at the right speed. Sharp, fast, and hitting the spots that had you babble any moans you could emit. The room was hot despite the air conditioner humming against the skin slapping against each other — both of you are two drowned into the immense pleasure of the act.

Ramdam ni Sunghoon kung paano ka manginig sa bawat bayo niya, ang kanyang mapang-asar na ngisi ay mas lalong lumapad. He suddenly lowered down his left hand and started circling around your clit, which made you twitch harder, toes curling as began to wriggle out of his touch. 

“Hoon — tigil,” pilit mong tinatanggal ang kanyang kamay pero hinablot niya ito at pinatong sa taas ng iyong ulo habang ang isa niya ang kamay ay patuloy sa paglaro sa iyong tinggil. 

“Lalabasan ka na baby?” tanong niya at umiling ka.

“Naiihi ako — wait, Hoon tigil na please,” sambit mo habang ramdam mo ang kakaibang sensasyon na bago.

“‘Di iyan, go lang baby — just let it all,” with his words, your tense body relaxed and suddenly, a warm liquid gushed out of your pussy, wetting both you and Sunghoon in between, which made him stop for a moment.

“Tangina, marunong ka pala mag-squirt?” tanong ni Sunghoon na para bang hindi siya makapaniwala sa iyong ginawa.

“Hindi ko alam —” ni hindi mo alam kung ano iyon pero mas lalong naging sabik si Sunghoon at pinagpatuloy niya ang pagkantot sa iyo. His fast fingers rubbing your clit harder and harsher, making you squirt one after another.

“Squirt ka lang baby — tangina galing mo doon,” sambit niya habang ang kanyang tite ay walang tigil sa pag-laspag sa iyo.

“Sunghoon, tigil —” pero hindi pa rin siya tumigil. Sunghoon wanted to see you fall and shake underneath him. He wanted to see you all messy and fucked-out because he knows that he’s the only who could make you cock-drunk to the point you’re spacing out.

Out of all the deals he had made, sa iyo siya pinaka-paldo. Akala niya na one night stand lang — libog lang ganon. Akala niya rin ganoon ang kaso, purong libog lang at walang feelings involved.

But it went on for months. He watched how you adjusted for him. How you settled for less just to be with him. That’s when he knew you were genuine about your feelings with him. Pakiramdam niya ang swerte niya, at the same time, he wanted to work harder for you. 

At ngayon? Putangina, you wasted five-fucking-thousand pesos just to be with him. Just to be with him. Kaya hindi hahayaan ni Sunghoon na hindi ka uuwi sa inyo na hindi nalalaspag. If he couldn’t give you all the riches in this world, he makes sure that he’d make it up with something else.

“Baby, b-baby — ugh!” nararamdaman ni Sunghoon kung paano sumisikip ang iyong puke sa kanyang bawat bayo. Alam na niya ang ibig sabihin na ito kaya naman mas binilisan niya ang pagkantot sa iyo, mas madiin na napapakalmot ka sa kanyang balikat sa sobrang sarap.

“Cum ka lang baby,” he leaned down to your face and kissed you slowly. Capturing your lips perfectly that the act felt so sweet against the earth-shattering orgasm your pussy just felt in a split second. Your legs shook harder than earlier, meanwhile you weren’t able to kiss Sunghoon back as hefty moans left your lips out of pleasure.

Sunghoon did a few thrust before he removed his dick out of your pussy. Tinanggal niya ang condom at walang-hiyang gumapang palapit sa iyo, his dick just a few inches in front of your breasts. Hindi mo na naalintana kung paano jumakol si Sunghoon sa harap mo. head thrown back as his hands stroked his hard length fast and eager.

A raspy groan escaped from Sunghoon’s mouth as his body shook due to his orgasm. He jerked off his shaft harder, squeezing his tip tight as his cum spilled all over your body. Ramdam mo ang init at lapot na ito na pumipintura sa iyong balat at bra. Duming-dumi ka habang pinagpatuloy ni Sunghoon ang paghagod ng kanyang tite.

“Sunghoon my god! These are Victoria’s Secret!” sigaw mo sa kanya nang mahimasmasan ka. “Oh my god, paano ko matatanggal mansta nito!?”

“Zonrox na de-color, ang dali lang,” kaswal na sabi ni Sunghoon matapos kang pag-jakulan. You were about to shout at him further when you noticed that his cock still stood strong while his stare darkened at you.

Tumahimik ka ng ilang segundo. Ramdam mo ang kaba sa iyong puso nang titigan mo siya. “Baby?” 

Sunghoon didn’t waste any time. He grabbed you by your waist and flipped you over. Mas pumintig ang tibok ng puso mo nang ramdam mo na ikaw ay kanyang pinagitnaan ng kanyang binti. 

“Tap out ka na baby? Wala pang umaga oh,” sabi niya. “Tatlong linggo din tayong ‘di nagkita, siyempre susulitin natin gastos mo dito.”

“Hoon — baby, wait lang please, please, let’s rest muna,” pagmamakaawa mo pero isang palo lamang sa iyong pwet ang kanyang sagot. 

“Cute,” bulong niya habang pinaglalaruan ang hubog ng iyong pwet. He lifted it up enough to see your pussy squeezing tight in front of him, he couldn’t help but to bite his lips as a dirty thought crossed his mind.

“Baby, bakit ba hindi natin i-try ng walang condom?” suhestyon niya kaya natigilan ka.

“No! Please —”

“I mean, safe day mo naman diba? Kita ko sa app mo,” tawa niya bago niya ikiskis ang ulo ng kanyang tite sa iyong hiwa. 

Sinubukan mong bumangon mula sa iyong pagkahiga pero wala kang nagawa nang pumatong sa iyo si Sunghoon at pinasok muli ang kanyang ari sa iyong gitna.

“H-hoon,” mautal mong sambit dahil mas ramdam mo ang kanyang tite sa iyong puke. Mas mainit at mas malaki, yumayakap ang iyong puke ng mahigpit dahil sa panibagong pakiramdam. Tila mas lalo ka lang nalibugan sa sensasyon — it felt more raw and intimate than ever.

“Aayaw ka pa, eh kapit na kapit nga puke mo,” pangungutya niya. 

Alam mong bawal. Maling-mali na hindi kayo gumamit ng condom. Hindi ka pa handang mabuntis at ano na lang sasabihin ng magulang mo kapag nalaman nila ang nakabuntis sa iyo ay mahirap lamang?

Gusto mong pag-sabihan si Sunghoon na tumigil siya, gusto mo siyang itulak paalis sa iyo kahit na ang bigat niya at mas malakas pa sa iyo, pero nang sinimulan niyang ibayo muli ang kanyang tite, napamura ka na lang sa sarap.

Tama nga siguro sila, masarap ang bawal. Mas ramdam mo ang bawat salya ng kanyang ari, mas humihigpit ang iyong puke kaya wala kang magawa kundi humiga lamang sa iyong posisyon habang walang tigil kang binabayo ni Sunghoon.

“Oh diba, wala ka nang masabi? Gusto mo rin naman baby,” bulong niya sa iyo sabay halik sa templo ng iyong mukha. Hindi ka na makaangal dahil hayok na hayok ka sa kung paano ka nilalaspag ni Sunghoon. 

“Hoon —”

“Sabihin mo na baby, pabebe ka pa ‘eh,” pangungutya niya habang walang tigil pa rin ang pagsalya niya.

“Hhhhh — ugh! Tang — Sarap mo baby! Putok mo sa loob!” sigaw mo habang ang luha mo ay tumutulo sa sobrang lula ng kasarapan.

“Sure ka?” mapang-asar niyang tanong.

Tumango ka na lamang kahit na alam mo sa loob-looban mo ay mali siya. Pero wala ka nang pakialam. Ang tanging gusto mo lamang ay malaman kung ano ang pakiramdaman na maputukan sa loob.

“Putok ko sa loob? Gusto mo after na ito, kantutin ulit kita? Hanggang sa punong-puno ka na ng tamod ko? Gusto mo angkinin na kita?” pasaring niyang tanong habang walang palya ang kanyang paglaspag niya sa iyo.

“Sunghoon — fuck! T-tama na,” pilit mo pero ipinagpatuloy ni Sunghoon ang kanyang galaw. Ang kanyang mata na nandilim dahil sa iyong sinabi.

He couldn’t help but to grab a fistful of your hair making you whine as he lifted it enough for him to lean close to you — teary eyes welcomed him while you were given nothing but a sharp predatory gaze that made you whimper.

“Anong sabi mo?”

“S-sorry — Hoon, baby —”

“Wrong answer baby,” ngisi niya. “Binibiro lang kita kanina pero parang gusto ko ituloy bigla.”

Nanlaki ang iyong mata sa kanyang sinabi. “Sunghoon, please — please, magagalit si daddy.” 

But he only cooed at you teasingly as he removed his hold on your hair and instead pushed your head down on the pillow. Muffling your cries and moans as he fucked you harder and sharper that the only thing you could feel was fear.

Sunghoon watched as you tapped your hands on the pillow, almost like you were begging for him to stop — pero hindi. Mas lalong binilisan ni Sunghoon ang pagbayo habang mas binaon niya ang kanyang tite sa iyong puke.

“Fuck ganito ka na lang dapat — tahimik lang habang kinakantot,” pangungutya niya. “Magagalit si daddy mo? Okay, magalit siya eh. Makikita niya kung paano maging parausan anak niya para sa isang mahirap na katulad ko.”

Hindi ka makaangal, mas lalong sumisikip ang puke mo dahil sa mga salita ni Sunghoon. Ramdam niya rin kung paano niyakap ng iyong ari ang kanyang tite. Mahina siyang tumawa sabay lapit sa iyo, “oh ta’mo? Sarap na sarap ka rin. Tanginang puta ‘to, gusto talagang maputukan eh. ‘Di bale, balak ko naman talaga iyan.”

Sunghoon continued his ministries. The lewd scent of sex filled the air as he continued thrusting inside you, reaching your ends with his huge cock while your pussy fully envelopes it. You could only freeze on your position as your face remained flat on the soft pillow, almost wet from the tears and saliva that dripped out of your lips.

“Tangina — fuck — fuck!” sigaw ni Sunghoon nang maradamaman niya nag pangangatog ng kanyang kanyang. His orgasm was intense — too intense than the first one because your pussy was sucking him good he could only exhale sharply as he released his cum inside your pussy that’s milking him dry.

Habang ikaw naman ay wala nang magawa dahil naramdaman mo rin na nilabasan ka dahil sa biglang mainit na sensasyon na umaapaw sa loob ng iyong puke. Ramdam mo kung paano pinuno ng tamod ni Sunghoon ang iyong loob na pakiramdam mo ay nalulunod ka na rito.

“Sarap, tanginang ‘yan,” bulong na lamang ni Sunghoon nang nilabas niya ang kanyang tite. Kita niya kung paano tumulo ang kanyang tamod sa iyong puke. He couldn’t help but to swipe his fingers on your entrance, playing with his cum that you’re shuddering underneath his touch.

With a few swipes, he inserted his fingers inside you just to make sure his cum stayed inside. Pumping it in and out makes you whine from the overstimulation.

That’s when he decided to flip you over to face him. Kita niya kung gaano kagulo at kabasa ang iyong mata dahil sa mga luha at laway na naghalo-halo na sa iyong mukha.

“Nganga baby,” without thinking, you opened your mouth and he inserted his dirty digits inside you — which you instinctively sucked. Licking and tasting the weird salty taste of his cum along with your slick. You sucked his fingers clean and dry that Sunghoon could only hum in satisfaction.

With both bodies tired, he lay rest beside you while you shift close to him. Sunghoon placed his arms around you while you rested on his chest. Both of you were sticky and sweaty, tired as both bodies were aching, filled with marks.

“Sulit ba baby?” tanong niya bigla.

“Yeah,” maigsi mong sagot. “We still have until eleven am for the check-out, so it’s okay if we can sleep in a while.”

“Anong oras na ba?” tanong niya kaya binaling mo ang tingin mo sa orasan sa may pader.

“Quarter to five, we have time pa naman,” paninigurado mo.

“So may oras pa tayo?” napaangat ka bigla ng marinig mo ang mapang-asar na tono ni Sunghoon. Pagkatingin sa kanya ay kita mo ang malapad na ngisi sa kanyang labi.

“Sunghoon later na please, let me sleep muna,” sabi mo.

“Okay lang iyan baby, kantutin na lang kita habang tulog ka, pwede naman,” suhestyon niya kaya namang hinampas mo na lamang siya sa kanyang dibdib.

“Tigil na please, later before we checkout,” sagot mo habang nakapikit ka na, hinihintay na matamaan ng antok.

“Sige, sweet dreams ka lang diyan baby,” sabi na lamang niya kahit na ramdam mo na tumitigas muli ang kanyang tite na nasa pagitan ng hita mo.

“Hoon stop na.”

“Shhh, tulog lang baby,” sagot niya at bago ka pa makaangal ay hinablot niya ang hita mo at ibinukaka ito — sa isang iglap ay ramdam mo kung paano niya pinasok ang kanyang tite sa iyong puke.

“Tulog ka lang ha? Lalaspagin lang kita.”

[sundives]

Thirst trap, thirst tweets - sjy.

best friend! jake x shy but hypersexual! reader

⟶ Bastos talaga iyang best friend mo, bigla kasing nag-thirst trap sa TikTok. Hindi niya ba alam na titeng-tite ka na sa kanya?

or accidentally, you posted thirst tweets about your kinda famous best friend Sim Jaeyun on your main twitter account.

language: filipino, english

word count: 5.8k (enjoy!)

contains: bastusan huyyyyy, eme kantot lang, foul languages! first time blowjobs, face fucking, banters in between sex. unprotected sex (oops, use protection everyone), mirror sex, doggy style hehe, basta bastos bibig ni Jake dito.

asul’s note: my filipino smut debut? I guess, yay??? kayo ha, gusto niyo to, over kayo. don’t judge me na lang kasi hindi ko pa gamay filipino. so if may dialect diyan, that’s on me! in fairness, masaya pala magsulat ng filipino smut, super detailed na ito. sorry not sorry siguro.

also inspired by this jake tiktok. i just know malaki tite niya, okay bye. MGA MINORS ALIS.

taglist: @faithnsstuff

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Siguro, malibog ka lang na tao. 

Pero hindi ka naman pokpok o maharot na babae na kada linggo may bagong ka-fling. Simple lang naman ikaw. If you’re feeling horny, masturbating is the key. 

Still, that doesn’t change the fact that you crave some action — sex, kantutan, libog lang, you name it. Pero maarte ka kasi, tapos mahiyain pa. You’re not just going to download dating apps to look for someone who could satisfy your needs. 

No. Hindi ka ganong babae. Gusto mo pa rin kasi na may intimacy at emotional attachment when it comes to sex. Your first time with your ex-situationship was a total failure. Ni hindi ka nga nilabasan. That’s when you realized that if ever makipagkantutan ka sa iba, it has to be someone who knows you damn well, enough to satisfy you and hindi ka mahihiya maging hubod’t hubad sa harap niya.

And that person? That would be Jake Sim. Your best friend since kindergarten. Matalino, matangkad, engineering student, animal lover, gentleman, religious, golden retriever energy, maganda ang kamay — malaki ang tite, you name it. 

Siyempre, hindi mo pa nakikita tite non. You just assumed. From the way he carries himself and takes pride in everything he does. Diyos ko. Big dick energy talaga. Nakalalaglag panty talaga. It’s bad to add that Jake knows he’s fucking hot too.

Too hot that he’s kinda famous in Tiktok. twenty-thousand followers. He rarely posts pa sa lagay na iyan, and when he does, very wholesome lang.

Mostly he does photo dumps. Life lately kumbaga, (paminsan kasama ka sa dump niya pero syempre, hindi mo bibigyan ng malisya iyon.) Sometimes it would be a short vlog about his day. His engineering student life along with his part-time job as a volunteer rescue sa isang animal shelter. He also does short “study with me” videos wherein he usually discusses short tutorials about math and physics topics in just a minute. Just like what you mentioned, super wholesome lang content niya. 

Jake never does thirst traps. Yung tipong papapogi lang sa camera at lilip-sync sa kanta? Jake doesn’t do that. That’s why he appeals to most of his audience. Hindi siya feeling kupal na poging-pogi sa sarili, that’s why he stands out kasi he knows he’s fucking hot but he doesn’t have to flaunt it. 

Which leads you to your problem. 

It was Friday night. Kararating mo lang sa condo unit mo nang naisipan mong buksan ang TikTok mo and bumungad siya sa iyo. 

Jake dancing — no, he was rolling his body along to the beat. Glasses on, wearing his usual casual clothes. He bites his lips as he directly looks at the camera.

Nanghina ang tuhod mo. Napatakip ka sa iyong bibig, pinipigilan mong sumigaw sa loob ng condo unit mo. Nakatitig ka sa phone mo for almost a few minutes, the video playing on loop until you realized na hindi mo pa sinarado ang pintuan ng unit mo.

“Tangina mo Jake Sim, papatayin mo ba ako,” bulong mo sa sarili pagkatapos mo i-lock ang pintuan. Dali-dali mong tinanggal ang sapatos mo at dumeretso sa maliit na sofa. Hindi mo mapigilang pumikit ng mariin at bumuntong-hininga ng pinakamalalim. Nagtitimpi ka na pindutin ang like button ng video at mag-comment ng kung anong kasahulan na maisip ng iyong utak.

Try lang. Sabi ng caption. Tangina. Ang casual ng caption. Nonchalant lang. Kaya dagdag pogi points talaga putangina. Napasuntok ka na lamang sa throw pillow mo dahil sa sobrang gigil. Para kang tanga sa loob ng unit mo na nagwawala dahil sa bestfriend mo.

“Hayop ka Jake, bakit ba kasi crush kita!” sambit mo na lamang bago ibato ang iyong selpon sa sofa. Napasuklay ka na lamang sa iyong buhok bago kinuha muli ang iyong selpon. Binuksan mo na lamang ang twitter mo at nag-type. 

TANGINA MO SIM JAEYUN!!! Pakyu bakit ka nag-thirst trap??? Ulol k b??? Ginagawa mo talaga akong bastos like I would never go down on a man but for you I am willing to FUCK THIS!!!!

Aanhin mo iyang malaking tite mo kung hindi mo isusungalngal sa bunganga ko diba??? Pakyu, gago hindi ko na-realize na titing-tite ako until that fucking vid of yours. Pakyu thanks. 

Two tweets. Two tweets just to vent out your sexual frustration about your best friend — on your private rant account that was only for you. It contains tweets and rants about things that you don’t want your friends to know, that includes Jake. Mostly it’s about your pining about your best friend, something that you only keep to yourself.

Alam mo naman kasi na out of reach si Jake. He’s too good to be true kumbaga. Almost an ideal boyfriend pero siguro, hanggang bestfriend na lang talaga kayo. Hindi pumasok sa isip mo na harutin siya kasi ayaw mo masira ang pagkakaibigan niyo. (Plus nahihiya ka lumandi kasi Jake could be so oblivious sometimes.)

Pero you’re still a girl with needs, and ang hirap kapag sobrang hot ng bestfriend mo that sometimes, it feels so wrong na pagnasain siya. But this one? Give yourself some slack! Biglang nag-post ng thirst trap best friend mo! If his wholesome social media content was already hot for you, what more if it was a thirst trap?

Nilapag mo ang phone mo sa sofa at dumeretso sa kwarto mo para kumuha ng damit dahil maliligo ka. Hindi mo na napansin ang sunod-sunod na notifications na nagpakita sa home screen ng phone mo. 

Halos kalahating oras ka sa banyo at nang lumabas ka suot-suot ang isang manipis na t-shirt at cotton shorts lamang, saka mo lang kinuha ang phone mo at doon nanlaki ang mata mo.

Halos puno ang lock screen mo ng notifications mula sa Twitter. Nagtaka ka rito at binuksan mo ang app. Doon mo na napagtanto na maling account ang ginamit mo pang-tweet. Sa sobrang windang mo kay Jake, nakalimutan mong magpalit ng account at sa main account mo pinost ang tweet mo.

Maraming nakakita. Mga kaklase mo, pinsan, tropa, at higit sa lahat — si Jake. 

What? Lmao. Reply niya. Nanlumo ka sa reply niya. Napamura ka na lamang dahil sa kabobohan mo. Friendship over na dahil sa katangahan mo.

Ang una mong ginawa ay dinelete ang mga tweet. Hindi ka sure kung may nakapag-screenshot na ng tweets mo pero wala ka nang pake. Hindi naman siya nag-viral at halos umabot lamang sa 30+ ang interaksyon ng tweet. Ang nakakita lamang ay mga kakilala mo, pero wala ka nang pakialam doon — ang problema mo lang talaga ay nakita ni Jake ang tweet mo.

Hindi mo ito inaasahan. Hindi mo alam paano ipapaliwanag sa kaibigan mo na hindi mo lang siya crush kundi may kaunting pagnanasa ka sa kanya — na parang walang araw na hindi mo iniisip na magpakantot sa kanya.

Sa sobrang lalim ng isip mo, hindi mo namalayan na tumunog muli ang selpon mo. Bumungad sa iyo ang isang notification mula sa Messenger.

You deleted your tweet. Chat sa iyo ni Jake. 

Natulala ka sa binasa mo. You just deleted your tweet a few minutes ago, and the fact that Jake sent you a message meant that he was online.

Bantay-sarado ka, stalker ba kita? Reply mo.

Wala pang isang minuto ay nag-reply na agad siya. Ang bilis.

Lol. I didn’t expect you’d tweet that. 

Of course. Quiet girl ka lang naman kasi. Yung tipong magpapakita lamang ng motibo o libog kapag inaya. Siguro gulat na gulat si Jake sa tweet mo. Sobrang lala naman kasi pero wala kang magagawa — ganon nararamdaman mo sa kanya. 

Can we just forget everything about it?

What if ayoko? 🙂

Kumunot ang noo mo. Hindi mo alam ang gustong iparating sa iyo ni Jake.

Ulol ka ba? Pang-asar mo lang iyan sa akin.

Just one question. Chat niya agad — at doon ka na kinabahan.

Want to have sex with me? He asked not a few seconds later.

Tiningnan mo lamang ang kanyang chat. Halos isang minuto mo yata ito tinitigan. Dinig mo ang lakas ng tibok ng puso mo. Natulala ka dahil hindi mo akalain na tatanungin ka ni Jake ng ganyang tanong. Hinihintay mo na may kasunod na chat mula sa kanya. Something like “joke lang hahaha” pero you know Jake — hindi naman siya mabiro, lalo na sa mga ganitong sitwasyon. 

Pakyu, matulog ka na nga. Sagot mo at wala pang isang minuto ay may chat na siya agad sa iyo.

Paano kapag sabihin ko sa iyo na gusto kong isungalngal tite ko sa bunganga mo? 

Goodnight.

Pinatay mo ang selpon mo at hindi mo na pinansin kung may chat pa si Jake sa iyo. Nakakahiya tangina. Hindi mo alam kung paano siya haharapin. Napaisip ka na lamang na ang bobo mo. Hindi mo man lang tiningnan ang account mo bago ka nag-tweet. But then again, half of the blame should be on Jake too. Bwisit kasi iyon, bigla na lang nag-post ng thirst trap? Binigla ka kasi! Iyon tuloy, mali ang account na ginamit mo.

You couldn’t help it but to worry about yourself. Pumunta ka sa kusina ng iyong unit para uminom ng tubig. Ramdam mo ang pagkatuyo ng lalamunan mo dahil sa kaba. Buti na lamang at Sabado bukas at wala kang pasok. Hindi mo kailangan harapin si Jake. Di bale, bahala na kung anong mangyari sa Lunes.

Nanatili ka sa may kusina. Hawak-hawak ang baso habang iniisip mo kung anong magandang rason para makumbinsi si Jake na wala iyon. Sa sobrang lalim ng pag-iisip mo ay nagulat ka na lamang nang biglang may kumatok sa pintuan mo. Sa una, hindi mo ito pinansin, pero nang kumatok pa ito ng mas malakas. Saka mo binaba ang baso at naglakad papunta sa entrance ng iyong unit.

Walang alanganing mong binuksan ito at hiniling mo na lamang na sana hindi mo ito binuksan. 

“Hi,” bungad sa iyo ni Jake. He was wearing the same clothes on his video earlier, na para bang nag-teleport siya sa harap ng pintuan mo. Napatitig ka na lamang for a minute — hindi pumasok sa isip mo na nasa harapan mo si Jake. Parang kanina lang ay inaasar ka niya dahil sa tweet mo.

You pushed the door closed — but Jake was faster and stronger. He pushed it open until he made his way inside and you accidentally closed the door in a slam. Napamura ka na lamang dahil this isn’t what your Friday night is supposed to be. 

“Ginagawa mo rito?” tanong mo.

“Just wanted to see you,” kaswal na sagot niya pero halata sa ngisi niya na he was teasing you.

“Ulol, you think maniniwala ako diyan?”

“So you really think I went here for another reason?” Jake challenged.

Napatahimik ka. He definitely cornered you. Hindi mo alam gagawin mo especially how everything escalated tonight. 

It didn’t add the fact na inaya ka niya makipag-sex. You wanted to ignore that invite. Gusto mong isipin na trippings niya lang iyon. Pero hindi. The air in the atmosphere changed. Why would Jake even go to your condo at this hour just to tease the shit out of you. 

“Ang lakas ng loob mong i-tweet iyon pero harap-harapan ‘di mo masabi?” asar niya. 

“Aksidente iyon, okay! Dapat sa rant account ko iyon hindi sa main,” paliwanag mo. 

“So do you want it?” he asked, tilting his head sideways like he was waiting for you to give in.

Pero matigas ang ulo mo. As much as nalilibugan ka na, hindi ka basta-basta bibigay — hindi ka naman ganon kadali bumigay. “Jake, huwag mo nga akong gaguhin, umuwi ka na sa inyo —”

“No, no, mukhang tigang ka eh —”

“Oh my god, can you drop that topic na?” singhal mo.

“Dude, you’re sexually frustrated, just like you said earlier, titing-tite ka na.” Jake pointed out and you only groaned out of frustration. Kailangan niya ba talagang i-mention iyon!?

“Pake mo ba!?” sigaw mo. “Kaya nga nandito ako, para tulungan ka —”

“Jake, pakyu, umuwi ka na please! If nanggagago ka lang, I’m not in the mood.” pamimilit mo.

Pero hindi mo inaasahan na imbes na sagutin ka niya ay bigla kang hinila ni Jake. He pushed you hard that you fell on the sofa with him hovering over you, and before you could’ve processed everything — hinalikan ka niya sa labi mo ng walang alanganin. 

His soft, luscious lips lapped on your lips, along with his tongue that swiped on your lower lip. Gentle, careful — like he was testing the waters. Habang ikaw ay napatulala na lamang sa kanyang ginawa. It didn’t take him a minute before he broke the kiss. Staring at you while you remained in daze.

“Sapat na ba iyan para sabihin sa iyo na hindi kita ginagago?” tanong ni Jake.

Masyadong mabilis ang lahat. Putangina. Did you just fucking kissed your bestfriend? Your bestfriend who happens to also be your crush? 

Parang hindi pa pumapasok sa isip mo iyon, kaya hindi mo na napigilan na halikan siya muli. Kanya ka namang hinalikan pabalik, mas mapusok at marahan. Napahawak ka sa kanyang tshirt habang siya naman ay ibinaling ang kanyang parehong kamay sa iyong pisngi.

Bawat halik ay lalong pinapainit ang iyong katawan. Hindi mo namalayan na hiniga ka ni Jake sa sofa. He had you pinned in between his arms as you two continued making out. 

“Fuck — tagal ko ‘tong hinintay,” bulong ni Jake bago niya binaling ang kanyang labi sa iyong leeg. 

“Tangina mo.” bulong mo, pero sumagi agad sa isip mo ang kanyang sa sinabi. What do you mean he’s been waiting so long for this to happen?

“Aminin mo, ikaw rin naman,” pang-asar niya.

Bago ka pa man makapagsalita ay bigla niyang kinuha ang kamay mo at walang pasabing inilapat sa pagitan ng kanyang hita. 

“Tangina mo!” sigaw mo at pilit na bawiin ang iyong kamay, pero mas hinigpitan niya ang hawak niya sa iyo.

“Laki no? Ano? Gusto mo pa isubo?” tanong niya, kagat-labi habang tinulak niya ng mariin ang iyong kamay sa bakat ng kanyang ari. Halos manigas ka sa iyong posisyon — malaki nga siya. Hindi mo nga alam kung tinitigasan na siya pero, kakasya ba iyan sa iyo?

“Gago, hindi ako marunong.” paliwanag mo at tiningnan ka lang niya.

“Seryoso?”

“Seryoso nga! Ayaw ko nga mag-bj pero para sayo willing ako.” sambit mo at saka mo lang naisip ang sinabi mo.

Tumawa lamang si Jake. “Fuck? Ganyan ba kalala pagnanasa mo sa akin?”

“Tangina mo, huwag na lang kung lalaki lang ang ulo mo.”

“Oh, you don’t know, malaki yata ulo nito.”

Hinampas mo lamang siya at tinulak palayo pero hindi siya gumalaw. Slowly, he guided your hands to palm his bulge again. The print was obvious despite the fact that he was wearing denim jeans. He continued doing so until you had the courage to do it yourself. Nawala ang kanyang pagkahawak sa iyo habang ikaw naman ay patuloy sa paghimas sa kanyang bakat. 

“Fuck — just like that, galing mo,” bulong niya sa iyo habang hinahalikan niya ang iyong leeg, pababa sa iyong balagat kung saan nag-iwan siya ng mga kagat at chikinini. Bawat himas ay lumalabas ang mga magagandang ungol mula sa kaibigan mo. Mas lalo mong diniin ang haplos mo na napapabayo si Jake sa iyong kamay. 

Ramdam mo lalo ang pag-init ng iyong katawan. Hindi ka rin ligtas sa mga bastos na mga tunog na lumalabas sa bibig ni Jake, at hindi mo akalain na ikaw ang rason bakit para siyang asong ulol na kumakaskas sa iyong kamay. 

“Subo mo?” tanong niya muli.

“Ang kulit, hindi nga ako marunong.” 

“Lika rito, turuan kita.” 

Bago ka pa makaangal ay umalis si Jake sa kanyang posisyon. Tumayo siya sa kanyang kinauupuan at dali-daling tinanggal ang belt ng kanyang pantalon. Pulling it down, leaving him in his Calvin Klein boxer briefs that didn’t even hide the strain of his dick.

Nanlaki ang iyong mata sa iyong nakita, napaatras sabay sabi, “Huy tangina —”

“Relax ka lang, suot ko lang to, baka takot ka pa makita,” pasaring niya at hindi ka na lamang umangal. Jake sat on the sofa once again and you sat beside him. He pulled his dick out of his undergarments and you only stared at it. 

Huge. Hard. Its tip flushed red while veins trailed along its length. Parang nanuyo ang iyong lalamunan. Isusubo mo lahat iyan?

“Tingnan mo, takot ka kaagad baby. It don’t bite,” sambit ni Jake kaya pinanlisikan mo lamang siya ng mata. 

“Kapag ito binali ko,” you whispered as you wrapped your right hand around it. Stroking it light and dry that Jake hissed at your action.

“Lawayan mo para madulas, unless may lube ka,” suhestyon ni Jake kaya napatingin ka sa kanya. 

“Sure ka?” tanong mo. 

“Trust me baby, or gusto mo isubo mo na agad, anything works.”

Halos mabingi ka sa kanyang sinabi. Napatingin ka na lamang sa kanyang ari. Napaisip ka kung paano mo ba sisimulan. Naalala mo ang mga porn videos na pinapanood mo dati. Paano ba nila ginawa iyon?

Make eye contact. Tongue out. No teeth. Ganon kadali lang naman siguro no?

First you gave it a small lick. Sakto sa hiwa nito kung saan nanginig ka dahil sa panibagong pakiramdam. Tiningnan mo si Jake at tumango lamang siya, kaya naman ipinagpatuloy mo ang pagdila sa ulo ng kanyang ari hanggang sa maging basa na ito. 

Dahan-dahan mo nang binuka ang iyong bunganga at sinimulang isibo ang kanyang ari. Halos mapaatras ka dahil ulo palang hirap ka nang isubo ito, pero para kay Jake, isinubo mo ito hanggang tumusok ang kanyang tite sa iyong lalamunan.

It took you a minute to inhale deeply before you moved. Taas-baba habang ang hindi abot ng iyong bibig ay hinahagod ng iyong kamay. Ramdam mo ang pagpigil ni Jake na ibaon pa ang kanyang tite sa bunganga mo. Humigpit ang kanyang hawak sa throw pillow sa kanyang tabi habang ikaw ay busy na lamutakin ang kanyang ari.

“Tangina — init ng bibig mo — fuck, ang galing mo naman, sure ka first time mo ‘to?” sambit niya sa pagitan ng kanyang mga ungol. Tumango ka na lamang at mas binilisan ang pagsubo rito. Pride swelling in yourself as Jake’s continuous moans echoed inside the room. Your head bobbed in and out that Jake couldn’t help but to thrust upwards — making you choke on his dick. 

“Shit sorry — sorry, sarap kasi fuck…hinga lang, take it slow baby — buong gabi tayong nandito,” hinawi ni Jake ang iyong buhok para hindi ito harang sa iyong mata, kaya ipinagpatuloy mo lamang ang pagsubo sa kanyang ari. 

Napahinto ka sa pagsubo not a few minutes later. Releasing his cock with a small pop as you took a few deep breaths.

“Laki ba?” asar ni Jake.

“Fuck you.” sagot mo na lamang, halos wala ka nang boses kaya napangisi na lamang si Jake.

“Later baby, sa ngayon, sungalngalin ko pa tite ko sa bunganga mo,” sambit niya. “Pwede ba baby? You’d let me ba?”

“Dahan-dahan lang please,” sagot mo sa kanya. Kinakabahan ka pero kasabay na ito, ramdam mo na basang-basa ka na rin. Nangangatog na ang iyong puke sa sobrang libog dahil lamang sa simpleng pag-blowjob — you’d never thought he’d have this huge effect on you. 

Inayos ni Jake ang posisyon niyo. He stood up on the floor while you remained seated on the couch, his dick just a few inches in front of your face. Nakatingala ka lamang sa kanya habang ang kanyang kanang kamay ay nakahawak sa iyong buhok.

“Open up baby,” utos niya at ginawa mo ito. Slowly, itinulak ni Jake papasok ang kanyang tite sa iyong bunganga, napakapit ka sa kanyang hita habang nagpigil ka ng hininga. Dahan-dahan muna ang kanyang pagsubo sa iyo, hanggang sa ito’y binilisan niya. Ramdam niya ang init at sikip ng bibig mo kaya napasinghal siya sa sarap.

“Fuck — sarap talaga ng bibig mo —” Jake thrusts forward. Precise yet it surprised you that you gagged on his cock. Pero hindi pinansin ni Jake ito, at ipinagpatuloy niya ang pagsungalngal ng kanyang tite, mas mabilis at mas hayok. Binilisan niya ito at hinigpitan ang kanyang hawak sa iyong buhok.

Wala kang magawa kundi tanggapin ang pagbayo niya sa iyong bunganga. Hindi mo na naisip na nangangalay na ang iyong bunganga dahil mas lalong pumupusok ang init at libog ng iyong katawan. Kating-kati ka nang hawakan ang iyong puke na kanina pang basang-basa dahil sa pagtrato ni Jake sa iyo.

“Sarap ba baby? Gusto mo ‘to diba? Yung ginagamit bibig mo para labasan ako —” buntong-hininga ni Jake bago bumayo ulit. Humigpit lalo ang kanyang kapit dahil ramdam niya ang pangangatog ng kanyang binti. “Fuck — lalabasan na ako. Swallow it all baby, do it for me.” 

Hindi ka na umangal ng ibinaon ni Jake ang kanyang tite sa iyong bunganga, dumulas ito sa iyong lalamunan, at nilabasan siya ng walang sabi. Ramdam mo ang lapot ng tamod niya sa iyong bibig. Pilit mong inilulok ang mainit na likido kahit na halos malunod ka na rito. Nanigas ka na lamang sa iyong kinauupuan habang napaluha ka na lamang sa sobrang daming nangyari. 

Jake pulled out a few seconds later, his breathing rough and ragged while you gasped for air, coughing nonstop that Jake rubbed your back but you swat his hands away.

“Putangina,” sambit mo, habang patuloy ang pag-ubo mo. “Tangina mo — binigla mo ako!”

Hindi mo mapigilang hampasin siya sa kanyang dibdib. Tumawa lamang si Jake sa reaksyon mo at bago ka pa makapagsalita ay kinandong ka niya at hinagod lamang ang likod mo.

“Sorry baby,” suyo niya, sabay halik sa pisngi mo. Tinulak mo palayo ang kanyang mukha pero nagawa niya pa ring halik-halikan ka hanggang sa hindi ka na umangal. 

“Ano pakiramdam masungalngal ng tite sa bunganga?” asar niya. Gusto mong magalit sa kanya dahil masyadong marahas ang kanyang pagsungalngal, but then again, it was Jake, you didn’t mind getting wrecked by him.

“Okay na? Uwi ka na, gabi na,” sabi mo sa kanya. Tatayo ka na sana sa iyong kinauupuan pero pinigilan ka niya.

“Sabi ko sa iyo kanina diba? Buong gabi tayo dito.” ulit niya muli.

“Jake —”

“Baby, you think hahayaan ko na ako lang labasan? Eh ikaw nga ang tigang dito sa atin.” ngumisi lamang siya at bago pa ikaw makaangal, nasa pagitan na ng iyong hita ang kamay ni Jake.

“Tangina, basang-basa ka na baby, all for me right? Fucking wet for me?” asar niya. Your thin cotton shorts weren’t great at hiding the dampness of your pussy, saka mo lang naalala — wala ka palang suot na panty. 

“Gusto mo iyon baby? Gusto mong kantutin kita? Ano? Sabi ka lang,” bulong ni Jake, habang pinasok niya ang kanyang kamay sa loob ng iyong shorts. Napabukaka ka na lamang ng ramdam mo ang kanyang kamay sa iyong puke. His fingers sliding against your wet entrance before circling around your clit which made you let out a small moan.

Parang dati lang sa iniisip mo lang kung ano ang pakiramdam na ma-finger ni Jake, pero ngayon totoo na ito. If that thought wasn’t enough, Jake’s index finger sliding inside your core was another proof.

Muntikan ka nang mawalan ng balanse sa sobrang sarap, kung hindi lang sa kabilang braso ni Jake na nakahawak sa iyong beywang. Napakapit ka sa kanyang balikat habang patuloy kang finifinger ng iyong best friend. He slid his middle finger like one finger wasn’t enough, curling at the right spots that made you grip on his shoulders tighter.

“Fuck, kapit na kapit baby — baka mawarak kita kapag kinantot na kita, want mo yon? Gusto mo laspagin kita?’ bulong niya sa iyo. Hindi ka makapagsalita ng maayos dahil labas-pasok ang kanyang daliri sa puke mo. If two fingers could make you moan in pleasure, paano na lang kapag tite na ang pinasok?

“Please.” ungol mo na lamang. “Please Jake — gusto ko please…”

“Dito tayo baby? Comfy ka?” tanong niya at tumango ka na lamang. Hindi ka na makapag-hintay. Kulang na lang siguro ay ikaw na mismo ang umupo at bumayo sa kanyang ari.

Jake removed his fingers from your pussy, and placed it straight to his mouth. Sucking the slick off his fingers, which caught you off-guard. Ramdam mo ang pag-init ng iyong pisngi habang pinapanood mo kung paano niya dinilaan ang kanyang daliri ng walang diri.

“Sarap baby, gusto mo magpakain o tirahin na kita?” ngiti niya sa iyo na natulala sa kanyang ginawa.

“Ikaw bahala…” bulong mo na lamang.

He looked at you for a second. “Cute naman,” bulong niya sa iyo. Hindi aakalain ni Jake na may hiya ka pa rin na para bang hindi ka nasamid sa ari niya kanina. 

Hiniga ka na lamang niya, the position was a bit uncomfortable kasi maliit lamang ang iyong sofa, pero ayaw mo na mag-inarte — gustong-gusto mo nang magpatira sa kanya.

“Shit, wala pala akong condoms,” sambit ni Jake habang tinitingnan niya laman ng wallet niya. “Kainin na lang kita baby? Next time na lang tayo mag-sex.”

“Ayos lang, safe day ko today,” sabi mo sa kanya. 

“Sure ka?” 

Tumango ka na lamang. “Pull-out ka na lang? Kaya mo naman siguro diba?”

Tumawa si Jake ng mahina, “baby, baka sa sobrang sarap mo maputok ko sa loob.”

“Gago.” 

“Joke lang, pull-out ko promise,” pag-assure niya, at hindi ka na nakapagsalita dahil pumagitna na siya sa pagitan ng hita mo. He looked at you for a second before he grabbed the waistband of your cotton shorts. Tumango ka na lamang at inaangat ang iyong pwet para mas madali niyang matanggal ang shorts mo. 

The cold air hit your bare pussy that you suddenly felt conscious about it. But Jake — he’s too awe of your glistening pussy. Strong hands grab your thighs to spread it wider, making your left leg drop on the floor while your right leg rests on the headboard of the couch. 

Hubad na hubad ka sa harap ni Jake, hindi ka na nagsasalita. Kabado ka habang pinanood mo kung paano duraan ni Jake ang puke mo, using his left fingers to spread the slick around your pussy while he wrapped his right hand around his hard length to prepare.

“Ready baby?” tanong niya at tumango ka na lamang. Napapikit ka na lamang nang maramdaman mo ang ulo ng kanyang tite sa hiwa mo. sliding and rubbing it against your clit making you squirm underneath.

“Huwag kang malikot baby, hinga lang for me,” Jake ordered, at dahan-dahan niyang pinasok ang tite niya sa iyong puke. Pareho kayong napahinto dahil sa sensasyon ng isa’t isa. Jake lets out a small groan before he pushes it further — ignoring the small cries you let out.

“Jake — ang laki — tangina mo, ang sakit!” sigaw mo habang ang luha mo ay nagsimulang tumulo.

“Fuck — ikaw ang masikip, tangina ang sarap,” singhal niya. “Sorry baby, pullout ko ba?”

“No, slow lang please?” iling mo sa kanya kasi patagal ng patagal, mas lalong humihigpit ang kapit ng puke mo sa kanyang ari. Jake carefully slides inside you once again until he could feel himself sheathed inside you. Meanwhile, you feel so full just having Jake’s cock around your walls. Pakiramdam mo ay konti galaw lang niya ay lalabasan ka na. 

Jake leans down to kiss you once again — you kiss him back without any hesitation, something to distract you from the pain. Dahan-dahan, sinimulan na niyang gumalaw. His hips moving in and out, meanwhile you could only cry in pleasure as every thrust he did, his tip kissed the end of your cervix. 

“Tangina — ang sarap! Fuck —” sigaw ni Jake habang binibilisan niya ang kanyang pagbayo. Ramdam niya kung paano yumakap ang loob mo sa kanyang ari, na para bang ayaw paalisin ng puke mo ang kanyang tite. Napapa-ungol na lamang siya habang patuloy ka niyang tinitira. 

“Puta — sikip mo shit! Kung alam ko lang na ang tagal mo na pala akong pinagnanasaan edi sana tinira na kita dati pa —” halos hindi mo masabayan si Jake dahil puro ungol at iyak lamang ang lumalabas sa bibig. 

Napapamura ka na lamang sa isipan mo dahil sa tagal mong pagnanasa kay Jake, ang masasabi mo na lamang ay tangina. Sulit na sulit ka. Ang laki-laki ng tite tapos alam na alam niya paano gamitin. Na para bang tinira ka na niya dati pa at alam niya kung saan ka mapapa-sigaw sa sarap. 

Napapaliyad ka sa sarap habang patuloy kang nilalaspag ni Jake. Puro mga ungol at mura ang rinig sa loob ng unit mo, hindi mo na maisip kung rinig ka ba ng kapitbahay. You didn’t care about it especially when Jake’s balls deep inside you. 

As if it wasn’t enough, Jake pulled out suddenly.

“Tuwad,” sambit niya. 

“Ha?”

Hindi na siya nagsalita at siya na mismo ang naghila sa iyo — both of you stood up from the couch and before you could react, Jake grabbed the hem of your shirt and removed it in a second. He did it with his shirt and his undergarments which left you two naked.

Saka lang pumasok sa isip mo ang malaking salamin na nakakabit sa taas ng sofa mo. kitang-kita mo kung gaano kagulo ang iyong buhok at kung gaano kapula na ang pisngi mo sa sobrang init at hiya.

Na para bang hindi iyon sapat, Jake bended your body enough wherein kita mo pa rin kung paano ka niya lalaspagin sa harap ng salamin.

“Mulat lang ha? Tingnan mo kung paano kita lalaspagin,” sambit niya sa iyo.

“Jake — nakakahiya,” bulong mo pero bago mo pa iyuko ang iyong ulo, hinawakan ni Jake ang iyong mukha. Inangat niya ito enough for you to see your reflection — you, naked and a mess, with him behind you, also a naked mess yet a smug expression was written on his face.

“Kita mo iyan baby? Makikita mo kung paano kita lalaspagin.” asar ni Jake, at hindi ka na makaangal dahil pinasok niya muli ang kanyang tite sa iyong puke, kung saan napaungol ka na lang dahil mas ramdam mo ang kanyang ari dahil sa bagong posisyon. 

“Mulat lang, kundi ipuputok ko ‘to sa loob,” banta niya bago niya simulan gumalaw muli. 

“Tangina mo — fuck, Jake huwag!” sigaw mo kahit na sarap na sarap ka na dahil mas binilisan niya ang pagtira sa iyo. 

“Edi mulat ka lang baby, kita mo ‘yan oh — ganda mo no? Ganda mo habang nilalaspag kita,” sambit ni Jake. His thrust becomes more precise and sharp, hitting the spot that left a choke moan from you.

Tulala ka lamang habang pinapanood mo kung paano ka tirahin ni Jake mula sa likod. The more you stare at the reflection of yours, the more wet you get — never would’ve you thought you’d be turned on by watching yourself get fucked by the man of your wildest fantasy. 

Madulas ang bawat bayo. Tanging mga ungol at mura ang lumalabas sa bibig niyong dalawa. Too lost in the pleasure, hindi mo namamalayan na may nararamdaman ka na pumipikot sa tiyan mo, nangangatog na ang iyong binti habang lumiliyad ang iyong katawan sa sobrang sarap.

“Lalabasan ka na baby? Sumisikip ka na lalo,” sabay na ito ay hinigpitan ni Jake ang hawak niya sa iyong mukha. Halos dumiin ang kanyang daliri sa iyong pisngi kaya wala kang magawa kundi titigan lamang ang sarili mo.

“Jake — tangina — ah!” humigpit ang iyong hawak sa headboard ng sofa dahil bumibigay na ang iyong katawan. Bumubuo na ang mga luha sa iyong mata dahil sarap na sarap ka sa bawat bayo ni Jake sa iyong puke. 

“Sabihin mo lang baby — shit! Gago, ang sarap mo talaga!” sigaw niya lamang habang patuloy ang palaspag sa iyo. 

“Fuck! —” hindi mo na natuloy ang iyong sinabi nang bigla ka na lang nilabasan.

Your warm walls tightened against Jake’s cock, making him moan in pleasure. He lets go of his hold on your face, and focused on holding your waist while he continued to fuck you into his own pleasure — ignoring the way you scream at him to stop. 

“Teka lang,” he breathed, before slamming his cock harder inside your pussy. “Tanginang puke iyan, sobrang sikip — fuck, sobrang sikip mo baby. Para sa akin lang ‘to diba?”

Hindi ka na halos makasagot sa tanong niya dahil sobra-sobra na ang nararamdaman mo. He’s fucking you through your overstimulation, with your high from your first orgasm haven’t coming down, you could feel another one coming through.

Pero makalipas ang ilang minuto, Jake pulled out before he could’ve cum inside you. Napahiga ka na lamang sa sofa dahil sa sobrang pagod, habang jinajakol ni Jake ang kanyang tite para ilabas ang mainit at malapot na tamod, deretsong tumatalsik sa iyong katawan.

Satisfaction was all over him as he stopped, his cock softening after his high came down. Pareho kayong pawisan at malagkit, tahimik lamang at tanging mga mabibigat na paghinga lamang ang rinig sa loob ng unit.

“Nasaan tissue niyo?” tanong ni Jake habang sinusuot ang kanyang boxer briefs.

“Kusina,” maikli mong sagot. Nanatili kang nakahiga sa sofa, not even moving a muscle siguro dahil sa pagod — pati na rin sa hiya dahil ngayon lang sumagi sa isip mo na you just had sex with your best friend. 

Bumalik si Jake dala ang isang rolyo ng tissue. Dahan-dahan niyang pinunasan ang iyong katawan lalo na ang parte na nadumihan niya ng tamod. Nanatili ka lang sa iyong posisyon, letting him do all the work without looking up.

You heard his feet shuffle again, maybe he went to throw the soiled tissue, you didn’t care nonetheless. 

“Tubig baby,” doon ka na gumalaw dahil hinagod na niya ang iyong likod para umupo ka. Tiningnan mo lamang siya at tinanggap ang baso.

“Tama na rin sa baby, tapos ang sex oh,” sambit mo sa kanya bago uminom.

“Bakit? Akala mo dirty talk lang iyon?” asar niya, malapad ang kanyang ngiti sa labi. 

“Ewan ko sa iyo,” you rolled your eyes before placing down the glass and grabbing your shirt on the floor.

“Hala, nahihiya na siya,” bigla kang inakbayan ni Jake at hinila palapit sa kanya.

“Jake naman! Nanggagago ka na naman,” galit mong sabi, pero tumahimik ka na lang dahil hinalikan ka ni Jake sa labi.

“Paano kung sabihin ko sa iyo, ikaw target audience ng video na iyon?” pag-amin niya.

“Ulol, anong target audience pero may one-thousand likes na?” pagtataray mo.

“Syempre para hindi halata,” dahilan niya, sabay kurot sa pisngi mo. “hindi ko lang akalain na sa twitter mo ako rereplyan imbes na sa tiktok.”

“Aksidente nga iyon!” dahilan mo.

“Pero tingnan mo nga naman ang nangyari,” he teased, and with that, he kisses you again. This time, deeper and longer.

“Pakyu.” bulong mo na lamang.

“Pwede naman baby, round two tayo? Sa kama mo naman?” tanong niya. 

“Tumigil ka nga!”

“Dali na baby, ibang posisyon naman, tara? Gusto mo iputok ko sa loob mo this time?”

Before you could’ve even reacted, Jake had carried you in his arms. His smirk became obvious before he ran towards your bedroom, leaving you no choice but to keep up with your best friend(?) stamina for the whole night.

[minthoodie]

you're mine | |.jn

— wherein, jeno finds out you slept with his older brother behind his back.

pair: college fuck buddy!jeno x reader

word count: 1.7k

language: taglish (tagalog & english)

tags: smut as in PURE FILTH, pwp, jealousy, overstimulation, multiple orgasm, degradation, orgasm denial, cursing (a lot of it lol) a bit of dubcon at the end. kuya wonwoo mentioned teehee

a/n: because smut sounds better in tagalog tbh :> this is my fave jeno trope and i finally got around to writing it ! let me know ur thoughts ;)

enjoy!

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“putangina,”

jeno curses under his breath as he pounds into you from behind. the lights in your bedroom are dark, the only light source glimmering from the buildings sprawled over the metro manila skyline from your floor-to-ceiling window. 

jeno has your face down and ass up, his large hands gripping at your ass as if he wanted to bruise the skin, to leave his marks, to make sure anyone else who could see you naked knew he was there first. 

“jeno, ah…” you wail, his thick cock moving in and out of your sopping pussy at a hard force. you’d been going at it since the late afternoon sun was just starting to set, and now, in the darkness of the room, you were still at his mercy. 

“anong jeno? tangina mo, wag kang magsalita,” he responds, but not before yanking you upwards by your hair, just until your back is flush against his chest. you don’t even need to hold yourself up with your own arms, his own strength carries all your weight so easily. 

jeno lets out a growl, slowing his hips’ pace to match his words. “wag kang magreklamo. tangina, nawala lang ako ng 3 weeks, di ka talaga nakapagpigil? nalaman ko nalang kina mark na nag-aaliwan pala kayo ng kuya ko behind my back, hm?” 

with his cock still inside you, he drags it in and out slowly, making sure you’re coherent enough to understand: this is his punishment towards you. 

“eh a-ano naman… di naman kita jowa…” you respond, which only makes the man behind you angrier.

and it was true, wasn’t it? you and jeno were simply fuck buddies, nothing more. so when he leaves for japan over the summer, what were you to do? his older brother, wonwoo, was there at the right place and time. it was just a one night stand anyway, so why the fuck was he taunting you like a madman? 

jeno stops his actions abruptly before whispering right in your ear. 

“ah, ganyan pala ah. puta, di ka talaga natuto.” 

he pulls out of you swiftly, making you wail at the sudden emptiness after being filled for over an hour. just as you were about to get up, jeno’s hand wraps tightly around your nape, pushing your cheek into the sheets, while the other gives a harsh slap to your ass. 

“aray ko- jeno!”

“the nerve you have to talk back to me,” he says in a low voice, punctuating his sentence with another harsh spank. 

“the audacity to fuck my older brother just because i’m away,” and another. 

“the fucking gall to even ask me why i’m so mad.” 

and instead of a harsh slap, he pushes his still-hard cock into your weeping pussy once again, making you cry out in both pain and pleasure. 

“you’re a fucking whore, hm? puta ka lang talaga. hahanap at hahanap ka lang nang burat na papasok sa malanding puke na ‘to,”

he pulls you up again, but this time by your neck, still unmoving, cock hard inside of you, 

“but i’ll show you tonight, baby. ako lang makakapagkantot sa ‘yo ng ganito.

“you’re mine, fucking whore.” 

he thrusts harshly up into you, reaching a whole new angle he hadn’t been able to hit the whole night. your tits bounce freely with every thrust, kada bayo mas masarap pa kaysa sa huli.

“jen-jeno… ah… daddy…” you cry out, tears falling down your face at the pleasure he was putting you through. 

jeno smirks, the first smile he gives all night, before tightening the grip on your neck. “kailangan ka lang pala kantutin ng ganito to put you in your fucking place, hm?

“you’re mine, baby. don’t forget it.”

he punctuates every next sentence with a harsh thrust, his grip on your throat tightening every time. 

“not kuya wonwoo’s,”

“not anyone else’s.” 

“you’re. fucking. mine.” 

his non-wavering thrusts send a wave of intense pleasure throughout your entire body. the knot in your core was unraveling, and fuck, you were on the verge of the hardest orgasm you’ve ever had in your life.

if only jeno was being nice to you, he would’ve talked you through it, let you have it the moment you wanted to let go… 

too bad he was being a fucking menace tonight.

“jeno, jen, sayo lang ako, please…. i’m cumming…”

“hm? who said you could cum?” 

“no… jen, daddy, please, i need to…” you plead, face red from exhaustion, sweat, and tears. he’d been edging you all night. you needed this release. 

he keeps going, never wavering, showing no mercy at your overstimulated state. 

“shut the fuck up, slut. only good girls get to cum.” 

“g-good g-girl… a-ko jen….” you hiccup as he goes on. 

“hm? ikaw? good girl? good girl ba ‘yang nagpapakantot sa iba kapag wala ako? good girl ba yang lumalandi sa kuya ko nung nagbakasyon lang ako?

“good girl ba yung nagpapakita ng puke nila sa ibang lalake? tangina mo, y/n. malanding babae ka. pokpok ka. sana alam mo yan.” 

you were full-on sobbing now. you were trying your best to hold in your orgasm but you were failing with every second. as jeno keeps pounding into you, you couldn’t help but let go, your orgasm washing taking over, your wetness seeping down your thighs. 

“ahh- jen! daddy! i’m s-sorry…” 

jeno realizes what you’ve done. deep inside, he feels the same kind of satisfaction he gets from making you cum every time. but on the outside, his face is stoic, as he lets go of your neck and pushes your face into the mattress once again. 

“tangina, di ka nga marunong makinig. stubborn slut, just wants to take and take for herself. sige nga…

“prove to me na good girl ka… take everything i give you, hm? kaya mo?” 

as if he couldn’t fuck you any harder your, he proves you wrong, pistoning his hips at a demonic pace into you. you’re practically shaking, waves of pleasure and pain taking over your entire being. 

“tangina…. daddy! di ko kaya! please, n-no more po…” 

“anong di mo kaya? kailan ba akong nagkapake kung kaya mo ba o hindi? take it, baby. good girl ka sabi mo, diba?” 

he just keeps going and going, and without you realizing, the overstimulation turns into pleasure once again. another wave surges over you and before you know it, you’re on the brink of another orgasm. 

“jen… fuck! i-i’m gonna c-cum again…po..” 

jeno smirks, finally having fucked you into submission. his grip eases into a gentler one, and although his hips are still going at an animalistic pace, he tucks your hair behind your ear, revealing your beautiful, fucked-out features. 

your pussy tightened around him once more, and he knew he was close to finishing as well. 

“looks like baby found her manners, hm? sige nga, cum for me again, pretty.” 

with his permission, you let go, a scream eliciting from your throat. tangina, you thought to yourself. i sound like a fucking pornstar. 

jeno feels you gush around his length for the second time that night, and oh boy, does it drive him off the edge. chasing his high, he grips onto your hips one more time, driving himself inside of you to reach the end. 

“tangina ka, baby, sarap mo… lalabasan na ako, ah- putok ko sa loob…” 

at his statement, your eyes grow wide. you battle between the intense pleasure and the reality of his promise.

“h-ha? jen… daddy.. no- please… i’m n-not on the pill…” 

your confession makes his eyes grow wide, his tongue finding fervor on his upper lip. fuck, he wanted to breed you so bad. 

“eh ano ngayon? puta, bigay ko sayo lahat ng tamod ko, hm? buntisin nga kita, para alam nilang lahat na akin ka lang.” 

sobrang gigil na ni jeno, nakapikit na ang kanyang mata habang binabayo ka ng malakas. he wanted to breed you full of his cum, watch it drip down your thighs, heck, he even wanted to take a photo and show his kuya, and every other man who watches you from afar, who you really belonged to. 

kahit na wala kayong label, even if you just use each other to get off - one thing is for certain: jeno wants you only for himself. 

“fuck, baby, i’m coming… sarap mong laspagin…” 

“jeno please, ‘wag sa loob! shit!” 

and with one last thrust, he cums, spilling his seed inside you as he wanted. your pussy clenches around him as you cum with him, your third time tonight, milking his length as much as you can. 

with a loud exhale, jeno finally pulls out, taking a pause to lift your ass and take a peek at his cum leaking out of you. it was fucking lewd - both of your cum mixing together, dripping down your thighs. 

it was a sight sent down from heaven. 

your legs give in, plopping down on the bed out of exhaustion. you could barely move a muscle, sweat dripping down every surface of your body. as much as you didn’t want jeno to finish inside, you couldn’t deny the feeling of his cum spilling out of you was one you’ve ached for since the moment his plane took off for japan. 

just as you felt yourself slipping into slumber, you were being hoisted bridal style, jeno placing you on the pillows properly. he took a warm towel from the bathroom and started wiping you clean before putting on one of his clean shirts over you and tucking you under his duvet. 

you feel the other side of the bed dip down as he settles in beside you, cuddling you closer to his chest. you were too out of it to fight it, so you decided to oblige, falling prey to a fat-ass nap. 

“you owe me a morning after pill, by the way,” you mumble lazily. jeno, who was busy tracing small circles on your back, simply laughed. 

“yeah, yeah. i got you, baby.” 

as you finally dozed off, you couldn’t help but wonder: ano ba talaga tayo, jeno lee? 

do just fuck buddies get territorial, possessive, and jealous, too? 

but it was too much for your brain to bear at this hour, so you decided to leave those thoughts for next time. 

just like you always do. 

end.

woot :D let me know what you guys thinkk and also if should make a prologue/pt.2 ft the thing w/ kuya wonwoo hmm?

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gAGOOOOO ang dami kong unfinished WIPs sa gdocs ko t_t

0x1 nahyuck (fubu to lovers)

the longest goodbye nahyuck (angst, breakup)

casual (uaap star!jeno x fubu reader)

mark x crazy rich asians

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the women (me) want a jeno x y/n x wonwoo 3some tyvm

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fubu!Jeno who finds out u fucked his fraternaltwin!ww behind his back oofffff ok i’ll write it……..

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the women (me) want a jeno x y/n x wonwoo 3some tyvm

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SANDALI — lhs

— si heeseung yung tipong kasalanan na hindi mo kayang iwasan, lalo na sa mga sandaling kayo lang dalawa ang naiiwan sa bahay.

content tags: filipino content! brother's best friend! heeseung x reader, secret relationship, fluff, explicit content (smut): KANTUTAN, unprotected sex, mentions of pussy eating and blowjob, kuya kink (? readers call him kuya). basta bawal sa mga bata. WC:3k

ang hirap talaga sa kapatid mo—sobrang tamad. yung mga damit niya kalat-kalat sa sala, tapos ‘yung brief niya, nakasabit pa sa banyo. nakaka-bwisit din na palagi pa niyang tinataas ‘yung mabaho niyang paa sa lamesa, tapos ang ingay pa ng bunganga.

"bunso, pahiram nga ng pulbos mo."

napasimangot ka agad, halos hindi mo mapigilang igalaw ang mata mo sa sobrang inis. “nanggagago ka ba? makeup powder ko ’yun. hindi ‘yan baby powder!”

“dali na, kaunti lang. pangpadulas lang dito, matatalo na kami sa COD eh.”

sa loob-loob mo, putangina talaga. you hate your brother, buong kaluluwa mo tumatayo kapag marinig mo pa lang ‘yung yapak niya. pero kung may isang bagay lang—isang langgam sa dagat ng kabwisitan—na mapapasalamatan mo sa kanya, ‘yon ay for having a hot bestfriend: si heeseung.

for some cursed reason, laging nasa bahay niyo si heeseung. laging may dahilan, minsan may group project daw, minsan, game night. minsan, sleepover, minsan, wala lang—bigla na lang andun na. para bang ‘yung bahay niyo naging extension ng bahay nila.

at ang pogi niya. nakakainis.

that face! that high nose, ‘yung mga nunal niya sa mukha, tapos ‘yung ngiti niya, putek! nakakakiliti, pero nakakaasar, lalo na kapag tumatawa siya at lumilitaw ang dimples niya.

heeseung is a reminder that perfection exists—at ang masaklap, lagi pa siyang nakadikit sa kapatid mong walang silbi sa mundo.

you love the way he talks. minsan, nagka-karaoke sila sa sala, lalo na kapag may bisita o biglaang inuman sa bahay. heeseung voice? grabe. it's so soft, so clean, parang hinihimas ng hangin ang tenga mo habang bumababa ‘yung tono niya, para kang natutunaw. pero lagi na lang nawawasak ang moment kasi sasabay ‘yung boses ng kapatid mong tunog lata.

ang gusto mo pa kay heeseung ay laging may dalang stick-o sayo.

“para sa’yo,” he’d say with that goddamn smile, handing you the small plastic tub. “pasensiya na ulit sa ingay mamaya ah, mukhang magla-livestream kami ng ranked match. baka makalimutan ni kuya mo na may ibang tao sa bahay.”

and you’d just nod, mumble a quick “thanks” habang pinipilit itago ‘yung kilig sa boses mo.

another thing that makes your heart stupidly betray you ay yung paraan kung paano ginugulo ni heeseung ‘yung buhok mo. lagi niya ‘yung ginagawa kapag dumaan ka sa tapat nila habang naglalaro sila. he doesn’t even look sometimes, parang automatic na lang ‘yung pag-shuffle ng fingers niya sa hair mo.

minsan, kapag nakasimangot ka sa ingay ng duo nila ay lalapit siya sa'yo at pipisilin ‘yung pisngi mo.

“ay, ang sungit,” sabay tawa. “sorry na, sorry na…”

and another — it was just a secret between the two of you.

you liked it—no, you craved it—when heeseung would slip into your room the moment your brother and parents left the house. wala pang limang minuto after magsara ng gate, he’d knock once, softly, then open the door without waiting for a reply.

laging may bitbit siyang dahilan.

“mukhang naiwan ko ‘yung charger ko dito last time.”

or, “sabi ni kuya gyu mo, nandito raw ‘yung extra controller.”

pero ang totoo, hindi charger o controller ang hinahanap niya.

it was you.

and you’d always be waiting. sometimes sa kama, minsan pa nga, you’d pretend to be busy on your phone, acting like his presence didn’t send heat crawling up your spine.

heeseung would walk in with that same calm smile, lock the door behind him, and next thing you know, your back is already sinking into the sheets, knees parting at the way he looks at you.

"tangina," he’d whisper against your thigh, "na-miss ko 'to."

then his mouth would be on you—hungry, his tongue would slide over your folds.

your hand would tangle in his hair, biting your lip hard to keep quiet, knowing full well that if a single moan escaped, the neighbors might wonder.

his favorite position when eating you out is when your ass was up, face buried in your pillow, with your knees spread just enough for him to bury his face deep between your thighs. that view? he swore it could kill him.

at ang pinaka paborito niyang tunog, hindi ‘yung music sa headset ng kuya mo, hindi ‘yung barilan sa COD—pero ‘yung basang tunog ng dila niya sliding over your folds habang halos mapunit mo ‘yung unan sa kakakagat, trying so fucking hard not to scream.

heeseung lives for your sobs. langit sa tenga niya ‘yung tunog ng pag-choke mo sa sarili mong hininga habang sinusubukang pigilan ang mga ungol mo. the way your body twitches under his tongue, how you whisper “please, kuya hee…” between breathless whimpers.

tangina. he never stood a chance.

he knows he shouldn’t. alam niya na off-limits ka. ikaw ang bunso, ikaw ang baby sister ng kaibigan niya. the line was drawn deep but every time he sees you in that worn-out pambahay shirt, hair messy, lips pouting in annoyance.

he wants to fuck the rules out of existence.

because to him, you’re so goddamn cute, it hurts. he wants you. only you. no one else.

sa labas ng kwarto, he keeps up the act. “bunso,” he’d say, teasing, like he wasn’t fantasizing about the way your mouth wrapped around his cock just last night.

but the moment the door clicks shut.

“baby…” he moans, especially when you’re on your knees in front of him, lips wrapped around him, eyes looking up with that innocent little gleam that drives him insane.

heeseung would thread his fingers through your hair, slowly guiding you, whispering, “shit, baby, ang sarap… just like that…” while you bob your head, cheeks flushed, spit dripping from your lips to his thighs.

and when you pull back just to tease him, running your tongue slowly along his shaft, he’d look down at you.

eyes half-lidded, jaw clenched, chest rising heavy with every breath, he’d whisper—

“sakin ka lang.”

the way he says it, claiming, filled with quiet hunger, it makes your pussy throb, wetness pooling between your thighs instantly.

“k-kuya hee…” you whimpered, cheeks warm as he guided your small frame on top of him, settling you on his lap.

your parents were out running errands, your brother beomgyu busy with his basketball liga—and heeseung, well, he was supposedly waiting for your brother to come back so they could play.

pero alam mong hindi yun ang totoo.

“shhh, baby,” heeseung hushed, his hand caressing your hips as he aligned himself with your dripping entrance. slowly, he pushed in, and your back arched, toes curling against the mattress as his thick tip stretched you open right away.

“ah—kuya…”

moments like this, heeseung is always mindful of the time. laging mabilis ang prep, walang masyadong pasakalye. hindi dahil minamadali ka—but because every second counted, every minute was a gamble.

but it’s not your fault your pussy was so tight.

and definitely not heeseung's fault na sobrang laki ng tite niya.

but fuck, you loved it.

you whimpered as he filled you inch by inch, your walls fluttering around him, hugging every vein, every inch. you bit your lip, eyes fluttering shut as you started to grind into him, just the way he liked it—slow, teasing, letting him feel every ripple of your heat.

heeseung watched you, completely mesmerized.

he loved everything—the way your perky nipples bounced slightly with each movement, the curve of your waist, the stretchmarks on your hips, the flush on your cheeks, the way your mouth fell open when you started to lose yourself in the rhythm.

“sarap, kuya?” you asked him softly, innocently, lifting your hips only to slide down again, making both of you shiver at the feeling.

“yes, baby. continue lang…” heeseung’s voice cracked, hands tightening on your waist, fingers digging into your flesh as he helped guide your motion. you whimpered again, your body responding eagerly, circling your hips, milking him slowly, lifting again before sliding back down with a soft gasp.

your hands pressed against his chest for balance as you rode him slow and deep, your pussy clenching every time his cock kissed your sweet spot. his head leaned back against the headboard, brows furrowed, lips parted.

he looked ruined. just the way you liked him.

“ahhh…” you moaned, voice trembling as you rode him faster, hips bouncing in rhythm, skin slapping against his with every wet grind. you could already feel your moans getting louder, slipping past your lips uncontrollably.

“shhh,” heeseung hushed you, his thumb reaching up to press gently on your parted lips. “quiet lang tayo, okay?”

you whimpered, eyes wide as you nodded eagerly, sucking his thumb between your lips, tongue circling it slow and obedient. you brought your hand to his wrist, gripping tight, grounding yourself.

“good girl,” he whispered, then he started thrusting his hips up to meet yours—deep, punishing thrusts from below, his cock hitting every fucking spot inside you like he knew your body better than you did. you gasped, muffled by his thumb, stars dancing behind your eyelids as you tried not to scream.

"kuya!" his hand left your mouth and slid down to your throat, it made your pussy clench tighter around him.

“you like that?” he whispered, hips snapping up with power that had your whole body jerking.

your only answer was a choked sob as your hips sped up, riding him faster, harder—chasing that high, that wave building deep in your core.

his grip tightened slightly, his other hand guiding your waist, helping you ride him through the rough rhythm.

“kuya, faster please… ikaw na gumalaw, please, please!” you sobbed out.

heeseung didn't even hesitate, he flipped you over, ikaw na agad ang nakahiga sa kama, legs splayed, body still trembling from how hard you were already being fucked. he wasted no time. he slammed into you, ruthless, his thrusts fast.

you screamed—napaliyad ka sa sobrang sarap—hands gripping the sheets until your knuckles turned white. his hand slipped under your thigh, lifting and hooking your leg over his shoulder, that position made the angle of his cock push deeper inside you.

“ahhh—” you moaned out loud, and before your voice could get too loud, heeseung leaned down and kissed you hard, swallowing the sound.

his lips moved desperately against yours, and your hands couldn’t stay still—one moment gripping his hair, tugging at the roots, the next scratching your nails down his back, leaving red lines on his skin. he groaned into your mouth, tongue sliding deep, tasting your every breath.

his hand found your breast, thumb rolling your nipple, while the other caressed your leg, keeping it pinned high, letting him drive in even deeper.

your pussy was throbbing, clenching tight around him. "baby, ang sikip, fuuuck." he groaned, hips stuttering slightly from how tight you were gripping him.

he moaned into your mouth as you tightened around him again, your body arching up to meet his, sweat mixing where your skin collided, your hips bucking to chase every hard, needy thrust.

“kuya, ang sarap… ganyan lang, please… lalabasan na ako—”

“labas mo lang, baby… bigay mo sakin yan,” he whispered harshly, burying himself even deeper. His pace was turning rough, desperate, losing all rhythm—just need. all-consuming, reckless need.

then came the words you didn’t mean to say—but couldn’t hold back.

“love you, kuya hee,” you breathed out, voice soft, eyes glassy.

he moaned, loudly this time, lips traveling from your neck back to your mouth, kissing you hard, messy, claiming you all over again. his breath tangled with yours, forehead pressing against your own.

these moments, mga sandali lang talaga na kayong dalawa ang mundo, it's so fleeting, so dangerous yet so goddamn addicting.

“love din kita, baby…” he whispered back, eyes closed as your pussy clenched again—tight, warm, like it was answering him without words.

"kuya hee!" your back arched, mouth falling open in a silent cry as you came hard, body trembling underneath him. heeseung held your legs tighter, fucking you through it, moaning softly as he felt the way you pulsed around him—clenching, unclenching, drawing every last drop of sensation.

napatingin siya sa ibaba.

his dick was coated in a tight, creamy white ring—your orgasm marking him.

and then your voice, soft and sinful, ghosted against his ear. "putok mo sa loob, kuya, it's my safe day."

heeseung entire body shuddered. “shit, baby…” he groaned louder, pulling you even closer kahit magkadikit na ang mga katawan niyo, desperate for more contact.

he whispered your name, again, and again, his voice cracking as his thrusts turned sloppy.

you whined as you felt him twitch inside you, then spurt his cum, filling you with every drop as his hips kept rolling, trying to ride out every last wave of his orgasm. his lips sought yours again, moaning into your mouth as he kissed you.

when both of your orgasms finally ended, neither of you moved.

heeseung didn’t pull away, hindi sa labi mo, at lalong hindi sa katawan mo, nanatili siyang nakabaon sa loob mo.

he kissed you through it all, it was slow, na parang nilalambing ka. and when he pulled away, he didn't stop there. he kissed your cheek, then your nose, then your jaw.

he pressed a warm kiss on your neck, right where your pulse still pounded. then another on your temple, before finally resting one on your forehead, his hand brushing back the sweat-damp hair sticking to your skin.

"ang ganda ng baby ko," malambing na sabi niya.

you closed your eyes, letting yourself breathe him in. ang pogi niya talaga, nakakainis.

“dito ka muna… please,” bulong mo, pouting, eyes pleading habang niyayakap siya ng mga hita mo, ayaw mo pang matapos.

heeseung sighed, his nose brushing softly against your cheek, still refusing to pull out. you felt his cock twitch inside you, already starting to harden again.

“hindi pa tapos, baby…” he murmured, lips curling into that familiar faint smile. “hanggang di pa sila umuuwi… akin ka muna.”

your stomach flipped. that familiar heat returned, curling deep between your thighs.

and just as he was about to roll his hips again, his phone buzzed from the nightstand.

[BEOMG] > bro, bili muna ako milk tea. gusto mo din?

heeseung chuckled, forehead resting against yours. “round two na, baby.”

then he moved, flipping you over, you were suddenly on all fours, arms barely holding you up.

his chest pressed against your back, his arms wrapping around you, one hand sliding up to grip your breast, the other around your waist, anchoring you.

he started to push in again, slow at first, then deeper—deeper—until he bottomed out, making you cry out.

“sarap?” he whispered against your cheek, lips brushing your skin while his cock drove into you again, his pelvis smacking your ass that the loud sound echoed in the room.

“yes po… sobrang sarap, kuya hee… sige pa,” you moaned, voice broken, strained, full of desperate pleasure.

your arms trembled, threatening to give out. heeseung felt it, and held you tighter, fucking you through it, helping you stay upright just enough for him to keep slamming into you from behind.

"you feel too fucking good," he groaned as his hips snapping harder.

he kissed your shoulder, your spine, your neck—soft kisses in contrast to the brutal pace of his thrusts.

he keeps fucking you until your body starts to tremble all over again. your hips writhe back against him on instinct, chasing every thrust, your walls fluttering around his thick length.

you were close. too close.

and when you finally came again, your whole body arched, legs shaking as your pussy clenched hard around him, milking him.

you didn’t even realize how loud you were—sobrang lakas ng ungol mo as you felt him spill inside you again, mainit, malapot, sobrang sarap.

your body jolted from the sensation, and that’s when heeseung quickly reached around, pressing his palm over your mouth, lips brushing your ear.

"shhhh, quiet lang," he whispered, voice breathless.

your moans were already muffled against his hand, your eyes rolling back, body collapsing under the overwhelming pleasure as he kept moving, riding the last waves of both your orgasms.

he kissed you again, whispering sweet words into your ear.

"galing mo, love."

another thing you loved about heeseung?

you didn’t even need to lift a finger. siya mismo ang maglilinis sa’yo—kahit sandali lang ang oras n’yong magkasama, hindi niya pinapalampas ang kahit isang haplos, isang lambing. he made every second feel like forever.

he gently wiped the mess between your thighs, making sure not to let the cold towel startle you. he kissed your lips again, barely a peck, then helped you into fresh underwear and clothes.

binuksan niya ang bintana para makalabas ang amoy ng sex sa hangin. inadjust niya ang electric fan sa tabi ng kama mo, checking with his palm if the wind was hitting you right.

“ayan, para presko ka,” he whispered.

you curled up under the blanket, eyes already heavy, body limp from exhaustion and pleasure. you could barely keep your eyes open.

“anong gusto mong meryenda mamaya?” he asked gently, placing a glass of water on your nightstand. he kept the door open this time, no more need for locked secrets now that you were resting.

“banana cue…” you mumbled.

heeseung smiled, watching your lashes fall shut.

“noted po,baby.”

just as he stepped out of your room, sakto namang dumating si beomgyu, hawak ang dalawang big brew sa isang plastic tray. he walked down the hall and peeked into your room instinctively.

“oh, nyare diyan?” he asked, one brow raised.

heeseung stepped out casually, closing the door behind him with a small shrug. “masakit daw ulo,” he said, deadpan.

beomgyu scoffed, handing him one of the drinks. “sus, nag-iinarte lang yan.” he took a sip from his straw.

“crush ka kasi niyan.”

heeseung almost choked on his drink, turning away with a forced laugh. “gago, ‘wag mo nga akong idamay diyan,” he muttered, but the blush on his ears betrayed him.

heeseung, still tasting your kiss on his lips, still feeling your warmth on his skin, glanced back at your closed door.

every sandali with you is worth the fucking hell he’s risking.

[mssishipi]

WHAT THE FUCK, JAKE CONYO IS ALL WE NEED 😭

content tags/warnings: filipino content, explicit content (smut), conyo jake, overstimulation, he keeps calling you baby, edging (?)

jake thrusts into you with force, his hands firmly kneading your breasts, claiming every inch of your body.

“fuck, ang sarap mo,” he growls into your ear, your walls clench tight around him, and all you can do is moan, your body trembling, helpless under the waves of pleasure he’s dragging out of you.

“shit, sumikip ka, baby.” he chuckles, hips snapping against you. “gusto mo ’to? gusto mong sinasabihan kang masarap?”

“j-jake…” you whimper, voice breaking as his fingers find your clit. your back arches, hips rising to meet every brutal thrust.

“jake, please!” you beg, voice cracking, kasi hindi mo na kaya, his tip is brushing mercilessly against your g-spot, again and again, leaving you trembling.

“yes po, baby? what does my baby want?” he teases as he slows his thrusts deliberately, making you whine in frustration.

“i just want to cum,” you sob, tears spilling down your cheeks, body strung tight with need. “gusto ko na mag-cum, jake… please…”

jake watches you break beneath him, your eyes are glossy, lips parted, body shaking and he fucking loves it. he cups your jaw, his thumb wiping at your tears, but his pace stays cruelly slow, just enough to keep you desperate.

“awww, my baby’s crying now?” he coos mockingly, kissing your tear-streaked cheek. “that needy for my cock, ha? all you know how to do now is beg.”

you nod, breath hitching. “yes—yes, jake, please, kantutin mo na ako! just let me cum.”

he groans, hips snapping forward suddenly, making you cry out. “then cum for me,” he growls, pounding into you hard enough to make the bed frame slam against the wall. “labas mo na, baby.”

his fingers find your clit again, rubbing tight circles that match the rhythm of his thrusts. you're unraveling at this point, everything tightening, burning, your vision going white at the edges.

“jake, tangina! ahh! jake!”

you scream his name as your orgasm crashes over you, body clenching violently around him. your thighs shake, nails clawing at his back as pleasure rips through you like a wave you couldn’t stop even if you wanted to.

jake groans into your neck, thrusting through your orgasm, not giving you a second to breathe. your body trembles beneath him, overstimulated and twitching, but he doesn’t stop, if anything, he fucks you harder.

“isa pa, baby,” he murmurs against your ear, “kaya mo pa, ‘di ba?”

you whimper, barely able to nod. your legs are numb, slick and shaking from the intensity, but the way he moves has your body responding despite the overload.

he grips your hips tighter, dragging you back onto his cock with every thrust, filling you so completely it knocks the air from your lungs. “you're gonna cum again for me. right here on this cock. wala ka nang ibang alam kundi 'to.”

your fingers clutch at the sheets, your cries high and broken as your body builds again, fast and brutal.

“jake—oh god, it’s too much—"

“shhh, you can take it,” he growls, his hand slipping between your thighs again, fingers working your clit with unrelenting pressure. “ang ganda mong tignan while you go crazy on my cock. ganyan lang, baby. cum again. give it to me.”

your second orgasm tears through you without warning. your vision blurs, muscles locking, cunt spasming around him so tight it pulls a deep, guttural moan from his chest.

“sikip mo parin,” he groans, head dropping to your shoulder, sweat-slick skin against yours. “your pussy’s greedy, baby. parang ayaw pa akong paalisin.”

you whine, words tangled in moans. “jake… please…”

he chuckles, and pulls back just enough to watch your face that stained with tears.

“please what?” he teases, cock still buried deep inside you, unmoving now, just stretching you wide, holding you open. “you already came twice. ano pa’ng gusto mo, ha?”

You shift, hips trying to move, but he holds you still.

“can’t even think anymore,” he grins, brushing your hair back gently, “just my dumb little baby, stuffed full."

then he pulls out slowly, a wet, lewd sound filling the space between you and the emptiness makes you twitch.

instict kicks in. you try to crawl away, body weak and trembling, but mas mabilis si jake. he grabs your legs, dragging you back to the center of the bed with a single pull. You scream, part fear, part helpless need.

“sa'n ka punta, baby?” he murmurs, crouching over you, a smirk tugging at his lips. “’di pa tayo tapos.”

[ligayangdala]

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📣 JENO LEE. smut, fubu!au, university!au

✍ written in taglish | ⚠ oral (fem receiving), fingering, semi-public sex | 📅 posted on july 18th, 2022 | 🔞 minors, do not interact!

HINDI NA KAYO NAHIHIRAPAN NA MANGHIKAYAT NG MGA FRESHMEN NA SUMALI SA ORG NIYO DAHIL MUKHA LANG NI JENO LEE, SAPAT NA.

ang org president na sobrang gwapo, maraming estudyante ang nauulol sa kanya. siguro nga kung hindi siya sumali sa org na ‘to nung freshman siya, baka naevict na sa list of school orgs and club ‘tong org na ‘to (kaya naman sabihin niyo, salamat jeno). sobrang laking pasasalamat ng moderator ng org niyo kay jeno dahil bukod sa maraming miyembro ay taon-taong nananalo ang org niyo sa people’s choice at isa ang org niyo sa may mga malalaking contributions sa school. parang hindi niyo na nga talaga kailangan ng moderator dahil kayong dalawa ni jeno, bilang presidente at bise presidente, ang gumagawa ng lahat ng bagay at umabot na sa punto na hindi niyo na kailangan ng tulong mula sa moderator niyo.

kakatapos lang ng freshmen orientation, natapos kayo ni jeno manghikayat ng mga bagong miyembro dahil sa magandang presentasyon niyo sa harap ng madla. nagpasalamat ang moderator niyo sa inyong dalawa at pinagsabihan kayo na pwede na kayong bumalik sa org room para magpahinga at hintayin ang mga bagong miyembro para sa briefing. wala rin naman kayong klase dalawa dahil graduating si jeno at ikaw naman ay walang klase, ang mga ibang officers ng org ay nasa kanya-kanyang klase na kaya naiwan kayo sa tahimik na org room. matagal-tagal pa naman ang break ng lahat dahil hindi pa tapos ang program sa auditorium. hindi magandang ideya na nagsuot ka ng sundress ngayon dahil alam na alam mo kung anong mangyayari sa’yo.

“sarap mo baby,” sabi ni jeno at dinilaan ang basa mong puke at pinasok ang dalawang daliri. hindi naman kayo mag-jowa, ang totoo nga nyan eh fubu lang kayo dahil pareho kayong takot na takot sa commitment dahil sa trauma na naranasan niyo sa mga ex niyo. sa apat na taon mo siyang kasama sa org na ‘to, dalawang taon na kayong fubu lang. 

“jeno, putangina… baka may pumasok kasi.”

inalis ni jeno ang labi niya sa puke mo at biglang hinataw ito gamit ang kamay niya. sa lahat ng ayaw ni jeno, isa na ‘ron ang kinokontra mo siya dahil hindi ka naman daw niya kinokontra sa mga gusto mong gawin sa kanya. napaungol ka ng mahina at sinara ang mga hita mo na agad namang binuka ni jeno. “di ‘ba sabi ‘ko sa’yo ‘wag mo ‘kong kokontrahin?” sabi nito sabay balik sa pagkain ng puke mo, “gustong gusto mo ‘to di ‘ba? sa public, kung saan maraming tao ang pwedeng makarinig sa’yo?”

“mhm,”

“anong mhm? tangina, ayusin mo mga sagot mo.” sabi nito at pinasok ang dalawang daliri sa butas mo, “sagot, y/n”

“y-yes, jeno…” mahina mong sagot, sumisikip lalo ang puke mo habang labas-pasok ang daliri ni jeno. pabilis ng pabilis ang galaw ng kamay niya dahil narinig niya na ang bell ng school. “ayan n-na, jeno— fuck.” tila nakakita ka ng mga bituin nang labasan ka, at nanginig ang katawan mo nang maramdaman mong dumila ulit si jeno.

“sarap mo talaga, baby” sabi nito, “wala kang class today no?” tumango ka kahit na hinang hina ka na, wala ka na rin kasing boses na mailalabas. kinuha ni jeno ang panty mo na kanina ay nasa gilid mo lang, aangal ka na sana dahil nga nakasundress ka at baka kapag humagin ay makita ng buong student body ang puke mo. “bat ka aangal? akin na ‘to.”

fubu lang kayo pero ang hilig ni jeno na halikan ka pagtapos ka nyang kainin, di mo rin alam kung bakit, pero you find it hot kaya hinahayaan mo na lang rin dahil pareho naman kayong nagm-mouthwash palagi (lagi lang may bitbit na mouthwash sa bag mo, dahil hindi mo alam kung kailan sasapian ng libog si jeno). saktong sakto naman sa gitna ng paghalik niyo, biglang bumukas ‘yung pinto ng org room kaya naman agad kang humiwalay kay jeno.

“AY PRES ANDITO PALA KAYO!” sabi nung secretary ng org niyo na kaibigan mo, “andito na ‘yung mga bagong members, sabi ni mod briefing daw muna sila” tumango si jeno at tumayo na, naglakad papunta sa lamesa niya. salamat talaga dahil naka-loose shirt siya, kung hindi, obvious na obvious ang galit niyang tite sa itim niyang sweatpants. pagpasok ng mga bagong members, hinila ka naman ng kaibigan mo palabas at hinarap ka, “tangina mo, anong ginagawa niyo ni jeno don?”

tumawa ka at umiling, “some things are better left unsaid, mare” hindi makapaniwala ang kaibigan mo, naramdaman mong nagvibrate ang cellphone mo sa bulsa ng dress mo.

jeno the great: ‘di pa tayo tapos, intayin mo ‘ko sa parking mamaya.

[minthoodie]

3 years off tumblr and fics have PAYWALLS now wow capitalism has truly gotten out of hand

[gureumz]

please don't love how i need you

rating: explicit

members: jake

notes: fem!reader, fugitive!jake, fugitive!reader, criminal activity, mentions of prostitution, mentions of smoking cigarettes and weed, established relationship, unprotected sex (wrap it b4 u tap it), dirty talk, rough sex, hair pulling, mentions of exhibitionism, destructive behaviors, mildly toxic relationship (?), slight angst if u squint

a/n: this is short and sweet and a lot heavier than i intended but i hope you still like it <3 title is from 'western nights' by ethel cain which heavily inspired this anyway

you hear him before you see him.

jake is sprinting towards you, backpack swinging wildly in his hand. behind him, the harsh fluorescent lights of the ATM remain unblinking, a beacon in the middle of an otherwise desolate street. there are establishments further down the road, but this is a seedy town. vagabonds, criminals, and crooks gather here. your theft of a couple thousand will raise no alarms.

“here, baby,” he pants, handing you the bag. you sling it over one shoulder as your boyfriend mounts the bike, depositing himself snugly in front of you. 

you wrap your arms around his firm torso, sucking in a breath as he revs the engine. in a blink of an eye, the two of you are speeding away, the night air whipping at your hair and clothes. 

the city lights zoom past your periphery, jake’s back solid against your chest, his cologne (which you swiped from a department store) strong in your nose. the taste of the cheap beer the two of you shared sits faintly on your tongue, still, as you recall the melody you heard playing in the bar.

it was one of those top 40 songs that overplayed on the radio, but the dreamy synths and pulsing beats strangely fit the situation. jake, leaning back on the worn leather seat across from you, set his eyes on you like he often did. playful, with that unbreached intensity that both thrilled and worried you. the booth was tucked away from the rest of the establishment, giving you a sense that it was only the two of you in the world.

he looked so beautiful then. he always looked beautiful to you. 

-

“this should be enough to tide us over until we cross into the next state.”

you snap the rubber band in place, tying off another wad of cash and shoving it back into the backpack. 

the motel room reeks of cigarettes and weed, and the tv is on in the background, a lazy hum punctuating every movement you and jake made in this dingy place you called home. jake comes up behind you, arms wrapping around your waist. 

“you gonna dance in the next state, too, baby?” jake asks against your neck, kissing down the side of it. 

you know what he means. are you gonna dance? 

will you strip for cash in the next state, as you did in this one? and the one before this? and the one before that?

will you smile at leering men, take their bills, and tuck them into the garter of your thong? 

“hmm,” you hum in response, taking a moment to ponder. “maybe.”

“you don’t have to, you know,” jake whispers, turning you to face him. he peers down at you, hands sliding down the curve of your hips before resting on the swell of your ass.

“i can do all the dirty work, and you can go back to just distributing from that dealer of yours,” jake continues, squeezing over the material of your shorts. 

you smile up at him, wrapping your arms around his neck.

“that won’t earn me nearly as much as i would dancing on stage,” you counter. 

“hm, that’s true,” jake says, letting one of his hands move to your front, fingers harshly tugging at the button of your shorts, your zipper following shortly after. you sigh as jake slides his hand beneath, past your underwear, his fingers smelling of tobacco coming in contact with your slick folds. 

“always so wet for me,” jake mutters, circling your clit teasingly, just the way you like it.

you can’t help it. jake called out to you and you responded; with your voice, your body, your soul, even. you’d do anything for jake. you’d let him fuck you without asking, let him fondle you in front of people, let him toy, prod, and take whatever he needed from your body. 

you had let him talk you out of a perfect life. a life that didn’t require you to keep running until your breathing was ragged. 

and you’d let him, over and over again. a perfect life meant nothing if jake wasn’t in it.

you wiggle out of your shorts and underwear completely, letting them fall to the floor. jake shoves the backpack with the money off the rickety folding table, pressing your body onto the cool surface instead. your legs automatically spread to accommodate jake, his hips slotting perfectly against your exposed cunt.

“so pretty,” jake mumbles against your collarbone, kissing sweetly across it, letting the strap of your tank top fall off your shoulder. “i promise, we’re gonna be so fucking rich when i get that payout from the guy we’re meeting. and then i can get you even prettier clothes and makeup and shit.”

you hum in acknowledgment, pulling jake’s face up to yours, kissing him fiercely. jake responds eagerly, licking into your mouth. you can feel him stiffen against your thigh and you smile into the kiss, tugging at the strings of his sweats. he’s not wearing any underwear, the freak that he is, so when his pants fall, he’s already fully exposed and standing at attention.

jake doesn’t waste any time and slides into you without resistance, as if your bodies were meant to slot together, lock and key meeting, leaving both of you open and vulnerable to each other. you both hiss at the initial stretch, a feeling nearly as addicting as the shit your dealer gives you. sex with jake is a different kind of high–one that you’re not sure you want to come down from. that’s why you let him do this.

“fuck, jake–harder!” you whine as your boyfriend starts pounding into you. jake groans, planting his hands on the table for support, his hips snapping forward with much more force.

“yeah? harder, baby?” jake grunts. the table beneath you is squeaking, its hinges and legs protesting against your and jake’s weight and movement. you wrap your legs around jake’s waist, pulling him closer.

“fucking slut, whoring herself out on a stage in a tiny bra and panties every day for dirty old men,” jake taunts. “but only i get to fuck this pussy like this, right?”

you moan, eyes rolling into the back of your head. you loved it when he talked to you like this, as if you had a choice, as if he didn’t float the idea himself. in a way, maybe it was your choice. nevertheless, the demeaning words burned a different kind of shame in the pit of your stomach, but the heat only served to excite you. 

“answer me,” jake demands, hips grinding against yours. 

“who gets to fuck this pussy every night?” jake asks through gritted teeth, fingers tangling in your hair. he pulls back harshly, your neck aching in protest.

“y-you!” comes your broken answer, voice quivering as jake continues to fuck you mercilessly. 

your gazes meet and it’s like the world melts away. there is only jake, his eyes, devouring you whole with only those wonderful brown irises of his. 

you love him so much. you love him enough to ruin your life for him.

jake kisses you this time, hand cupping one side of your face, his other coming down between your bodies to rub harshly at your clit. you sob into the kiss, breath mingling with jake’s. he pulls back just enough to look at you again.

“come on, angel, cum for me,” jake implores, hips stuttering ever so slightly. you can see his own resolve crumbling. he must be close. 

you squeeze your eyes shut, head thrown back. jake’s fingers coax you closer to the edge and your mind instantly conjures up an image. unbidden, but not unfamiliar. 

it’s a scenario you think about often. it’s sunny, grass damp with dew beneath your feet, a warm hand in yours. beside you is jake, or at least, a version of him. he swings your arms back and forth as the breeze ruffles his hair. it’s kept short, so unlike the shaggy hairdo he usually maintains. he’s dressed nicely, far from the band tees and faded jeans stolen from one store or the other. a nicely painted house stands behind him, awash in your favorite colors. the jake in your dream reaches over and places a hand over your stomach. you are not surprised to see it rounded.

you have thought of this before, pictured it at times, when things got hard and you were sure it was the end of the line for both of you. 

it’s a fantasy and nothing more.

your orgasm comes in a flash of white-hot pleasure, and your whole body seizes up. it doesn't take long before jake groans above you, pulling out to jerk off over your stomach. his cum paints your abdomen, warm and sticky, milky white ropes glistening in the low light of the room. 

you stumble off the table, mildly worried about its structural integrity. an injury and a trip to the hospital would do you no favors. 

jake reaches out to steady you with a hand on your arm. he kisses your temple sweetly, maneuvering you toward the direction of the bathroom.

“come on,” he coaxes gently. “let’s see if there’s some hot water to shower with this time.”

you tilt your head up to look at him and he catches your gaze almost instantly. his cheeks are flushed and he’s still ass naked, like you, but he grins, catching your lips in another, much gentler kiss. 

“i love you,” jake says. 

you believe him. you’ll always believe him.

[jenoroyals]

Cigarettes After Sex - Lee Jeno

pairing : jeno x fem!reader

synopsis : Starting your first year of college in a different country was exciting to you. Everything fell into place - your roommate, your friends, and even your apartment. The only thing that didn’t was Lee Jeno - your roommate’s boyfriend’s best friend.

word count : 17.7K words

content/warnings : college au!, fluff, angst, strangers to lovers?, one bed trope, smoking usage, heavy drinking usage, cursing, cheating (not jeno or mc), perv!jeno, semi sexual content, etc.

featuring : yunjin (lesaraffim), mina (former gugudan), jaemin (nct), mark (nct), haechan (nct), renjun (nct), chenle (nct), jisung (nct), giselle (aespa), & shotaro (riize).

During your childhood you dreamed of growing up, being on your own and going out was all you’ve ever wanted. Hearing stories from your older relatives about how wild they were in college just made it more severe.

“Yn? What college are you thinking about?” Your older sister asks.

You think for a moment before replying. “Well, I was thinking of Seoul National University.” You say and she furrows her brows.

“Well, that’s far from home.” She says, staring at you.

“I know but they have a great nursing program.” You defend while looking at her.

“Schools around here have great nursing programs too.” Your sister argues and you shake your head.

“Not like the one over there.” You say and she sighs defeatedly.

“Can you even speak the language?" Your sister asks and you nod your head.

“Yes, I took classes all throughout high school. I’m basically fluent.” You say and she scoffs lightly.

“Nerd.” She says and you slap her arm. “Hey!” She laughs and looks at you before getting serious again.

“Have you talked to mom and dad?” She asks and you shake your head no.

“I’m pretty sure they won’t mind.” You say and look at her before getting up. “I might not even get accepted. I’m still thinking about what colleges to apply to.”

“Well, as your older sister, I don’t want you to go that far. But, I know that you’ve always taken your education seriously, so if that's where you want to go, then you should apply.” Your sister says and you snort.

“I was going to anyway.” You say with a roll of your eyes, jokingly.

She pushes your shoulder and mumbles “Whatever.” before walking out of your room with a laugh.

You walk over to your computer and start looking at the application to SNU. Sighing, you click on the application and start typing in your information. “Let’s hope.”

You smile thinking about that memory while packing your bags. Tomorrow, you’ll leave your hometown and go to South Korea.

“Are you excited?” Your mom asks while zipping up one of your luggages.

“Yeah I am.” You say and she smiles while looking at you.

“Is your roommate nice?” She asks and you nod with a smile.

“Yeah, we’ve been talking a lot lately. She seems nice.” You say and your mom asks for her name.

“Yunjin. She was born in Korea but moved to New York when she was little.”

You were online looking at the dorms, hoping to find a suitable roommate when an ad listing popped up. Curiously, you clicked on it and found a girl named Yunjin who was looking for a roommate to help pay for her apartment. She looked nice and the apartment was close to the university.

Hesitantly, you clicked on the apply button and started reading the conditions before applying. You were sure that you could pay for half of the rent with your card. Your parents were both brand owners so money wasn’t an issue.

The next day, you received an email saying that she would be glad to have you as a roommate and that's when a new friendship formed.

Your mom nods her head and starts running her hands through your hair. “I’m gonna miss you.” She says and sniffles which causes you to turn around.

“Mom, don’t cry. I’ll be okay, I promise.” You say to her and hug her.

“I know you will, I’m just gonna miss my baby.” She says and you coo at her.

“I’m okay.” You mom says and pulls away while wiping her eyes.

“Now finish packing up. I’m going to start preparing dinner.” She says and walks out of your room.

You sigh and grab your phone, looking at the messages you received.

facetime? - yunjin

You quickly type a response before you get an incoming call from her. “Hello?” You ask while placing your phone on your vanity.

“Hi! I’m so excited to move in and finally meet you in person.” She says and you laugh while packing away your accessories.

“Me too! I can’t believe we’re finally going to meet tomorrow.” You say and look at her through your phone.

“Are you still packing, girl?” She asks and laughs.

“Just last minute things.” You say and she nods her head.

“What time does your flight land?” She asks and you quickly look at your boarding pass.

“I should be landing at 5pm. You’re picking me up right?” You ask her and she nods. “Yes I am.”

The two of you stayed on the phone until it was time for you to go eat dinner. After dinner you showered and laid down on your bed. You couldn’t sleep due to the excitement and nerves. You were going to be far away from home, your family, everything you’ve ever known.

It was like you were finally starting your life, this was all that you dreamed of while growing up. Now that it’s finally happening, you couldn’t help but be nervous. You don’t even remember falling asleep but somehow you get woken up by your alarm.

Your flight was at 5am and you had to be there about an hour early. You woke up at around 3am and walked into your bathroom. You brushed your teeth and hair, trying to make yourself look comfy but somewhat presentable since you were going to be on a flight for 12 hours.

After getting ready and grabbing your bags, you brought them downstairs where your parents were already preparing snacks and food for your flight.

“Are you ready, sweetie?” Your dad asks and hands you the bag of food and snacks.

“As ready as I’ll ever be.” He nods and hugs you, squeezing you tightly.

“My baby girl is leaving the nest.” He says and you laugh.

“I’ll be back dad. I’m not leaving forever.” You say and he laughs along with your mom.

“Okay, we should start leaving. It’s already 3:45.” Your mom says and starts grabbing your luggage.

You follow her out into the car with 2 suitcases in your hands, along with the bag full of food. After putting everything into the car, the three of you get inside the car and drive to the airport.

Your parents followed you all the way through the airport until they couldn’t anymore. You turned to face them and hugged them tightly.

“I’m going to miss you guys.” You say and they both sniffle, trying hard not to cry.

“Be safe please.” You mom says and you nod your head.

“I will, I promise.”

“Flight 423 to Seoul will now be boarding.” Was heard over the intercom.

“I love you guys.” You say to them and hug them tight once again before turning around.

You wave goodbye to them before you can’t see their figures anymore. Pushing your glasses up, you make your way into the first class section of the plane. Setting your bag down, you quickly take your glasses off and look out the window.

Another 20 minutes went by before the plane started to take off. You watch out the window as the city lights start becoming smaller and smaller.

Goodbye home.

-

After a 12 hour flight, you finally landed in Korea. Grabbing your bags from the baggage claim, you walked out into the front of the airport, hoping to see Yunjin.

“Yn!” You hear your name being called and turn to where the voice came from.

You let out a squeal and run towards Yunjin. She wraps her arms around you and laughs.

“You’re finally here!” She says and you nod your head before pulling away.

“The air feels different.” You joke and she laughs.

“You haven’t even stepped outside yet.”

“I know but it just does.” You say and she laughs before helping you with your suitcases. The two of you walk out of the airport and to her car.

As you’re looking out the car window, you see different types of scenery. Buildings, people, trees, rivers, and bicyclists.

“Oh wow, the college looks huge.” You say and she laughs.

“I’m so not excited for school.” She says and you nod your head.

“Me too. Thank god we have two weeks before we have to start attending classes.” You say and the both of you continue to talk until she parks inside the apartment parking garage.

She popped the trunk open so you could get your luggages out. She helped you with them before the both of you walked towards the apartment building. There were two different apartment buildings.

“Okay, so we are in the building on the left on the fourth floor.” She says.

You follow her and get into an elevator. The elevator arrives on the fourth floor and you guys walk down the hall.

“124...125…126…and 127.” She says to herself and turns to you.

“Are you ready?”

“Yes, I’m dying to just lay down for a bit.” You say and she laughs before unlocking the door.

The walls were white with pictures and decorations adorning them. She had black leather couches surrounding a glass coffee table.

“You can put your stuff in here.” She says and leads you to a room. There was a queen sized bed with black bedding.

“I hope you like it. I wasn't sure how to decorate it.” She says and you shake your head.

“It’s perfect.” You say and she nods her head.

“What time are we going to dinner?” You ask her, starting to unpack.

“At 6, and I hope you don’t mind but I invited my boyfriend and some of our friends.” She says and you shake your head again.

“Not at all. I’m excited to make new friends.” You say and unzip another suitcase.

“What’s his name?” You ask while she helps unbag your skincare and makeup onto the vanity table.

“Jaemin.” She answers and looks at you.

“You know, his friends are also super cute.”

“Yunjin don’t.” You say jokingly and she laughs.

“What? I’m just saying. You said that you’ve never dated before. Why not try new experiences? I mean, that’s what you’re here for right?” She asks and you sigh before looking at her.

“Well yeah but-”

“But, nothing. Come on, you’re in a foreign country, you’re sweet, and you’re hot. You could probably get anyone you want.” She says, walking closer to you.

“Let’s just see how this goes.” You say and she smiles while clapping her hands.

After unpacking, you showered and started getting ready for dinner. After applying makeup and doing your hair, you looked through the drawers for clothes. You decided on a pair of low rise jeans with a baby pink cropped tank top.

After getting ready you grabbed your phone to look at the time but the doorbell rang. Confused, you walked out of your room and knocked on Yunjin’s bedroom door.

“Ynn, it’s my boyfriend and our friends. Can you let them in?” She yells from the other side of the door.

You yell back a yes and walk to the front door to open it. Three guys all dressed differently looked back at you in a confused manner.

“Are you sure this is the right one, dude?” The guy in a plain white long sleeve asks.

“Yes I’m sure. Hi, you must be the new roommate.” The guy in the middle asks.

“Yeah, I’m Yn. Nice to meet you. Please, come in.” You open the door wider for them to enter.

“Yunjin’s in the room.” You tell him and he nods before walking into her room.

Feeling awkward, you gesture for the other two boys to sit in the living room. They both walked over to the couch and sat down.

“Hello, I’m Mark. It's nice to meet you.” The guy who spoke earlier says and smiles at you.

He holds his hand out as a gesture for you to shake it. You grab his hand and smile back at him. “Yn.”

“I’m Jeno.” The other one says.

You quickly look at him and observe him. He was dressed in black ripped jeans with a plain white tee and a black leather jacket.

He was oozing with charisma, from the way he talked to the way he dressed. He had rings adorned on his fingers, paired with silver metal bracelets and multiple necklaces around his neck. You almost felt intimidated by him until he flashed a bright smile at you. His eyes formed into cute little crescents of the moon.

“Nice to meet you.” You say and walk away to grab your shoes. You grab your pink dunks and walk over to the couch to put your shoes on but before you could, Mark speaks up.

“Where’s the bathroom?” He asks and you direct him to it before continuing to put on your shoes.

As you bent down to slip your foot in, Jeno noticed how he could see your cleavage poking through the opening of your tank top. He smirks and licks his lips before looking back at his phone. After putting your shoes on you sat there in silence.

“Nice shoes.” He says and you look at him.

“Thank you.” You look down to his shoes to compliment him as well when you notice he’s wearing the same shoes as you just in black.

“You too.” You shyly say and he chuckles softly.

Jaemin and Yunjin finally walk back into the living room.

“Is everyone here?” She asks and Jamein shakes his head.

“We’re waiting for Mina.” Jaemin says and your eyebrows furrow.

“Who’s Mina?” You ask and Yunjin walks over to come sit next to you.

“Mark’s girlfriend. She lives further away from campus.” Yunjin says and you nod your head. Just then, Mark walks out and sits back down where he was sitting previously.

The atmosphere was a little awkward and you felt yourself curl up into a ball. You could feel Jeno’s eyes on you but you choose to ignore it, looking at anywhere but him. Finally, the doorbell rings signaling Mina’s arrival. Mark goes to open the door and greets her with a kiss.

“Okay, let’s go.” Yunjin says and walks to Jaemin, intertwining their hands. You’re the last one out of the door and you turn around to lock the door humming to yourself.

You turn back around and see Jeno waiting for you as the rest of them start walking to the parking garage.

“You didn’t have to wait for me.” You joke and he laughs.

“It’s okay, I didn’t want to really be with the couples anyway.” He says and you laugh, the two of you trailing behind the rest of the group.

Mark and Mina walk towards her car and you follow the rest of them into what you assume to be Jeno’s car since Jaemin was getting in the back seat. You turn to look at Yunjin who wiggles her eyebrows at you teasingly. You jokingly roll your eyes and get into the passenger seat.

“The usual?” Jeno asks and Yunjin nods her head.

He waits a moment for his phone to connect to the car before pulling out of the parking garage and heading to the restaurant. The music started to play and you recognized the song.

Apocalypse - Cigarettes After Sex

“I love this song.” You say out loud, hoping to make conversation.

“Yeah?” He asks and looks over at you quickly.

“Yeah, I love Cigarettes After Sex.” You say and softly laugh.

“What’s your favorite song?” You ask and turn to look at him with a smile.

“Probably ‘K.’ What about you?” He replies and you stop and think for a moment.

“It’s hard to say because I love all of their songs but I’ve been listening to ‘Sunsetz’ a lot recently.” You say and start playing with your fingers.

The conversation dies again but this time it’s not an awkward silence, it’s a comfortable one. A while later, you guys finally reach the restaurant and Jeno parks the car. The four of you get out of the car and meet up with Mark and Mina who were inside the restaurant already.

The six of you sit down at the table and start looking at the menu. It was a Korean Barbeque place. You were at the end of the table, closest to the wall with Yunjin on your left and across from her was Jaemin. Mark and Mina took up the remaining seats.

You look at the menu, debating on what you should get.

“The spicy pork belly is pretty good.” Jeno says across from you. You look up at him and smile.

“Yeah I was thinking about getting that.” You say and he smiles before looking back down at the menu.

“So, Yn. What are you majoring in?” Mina asks you before taking a sip of her water.

“Oh I’m majoring in nursing right now.”

“Oh, no way! Me too!.” Jaemin says and holds out his hand for a high five. You shyly high five him and the conversation continues.

Mark and Mina were both in their second year of college. Mark wanted to become a music producer and his girlfriend wanted to become a veterinarian. Yunjin and Jaemin were in the same year as you and like yourself, Jaemin wanted to become a nurse. You knew that Yunjin wanted to be a lawyer from previous conversations.

Jeno kept quiet most of the time, letting his friends talk before he did. After Jaemin finished speaking you turned to Jeno with questioning eyes.

“What about you?” You ask him and he softly smiles.

“I want to be a car designer.” He sheepishly says and you nod your head.

“That’s cool! I think you’d be good at it.” You say and he laughs.

“How do you know?” He asks teasingly and you look back at him.

“Your car! You added on all of the modifications right?” You say and he nods his head.

The four friends look at each other with knowing smiles before looking back at you and Jeno.

Before you know it, the food arrived. Jeno grabbed a piece of the spicy pork belly and placed it into your bowl of rice.

“Thank you.” You sheepishly say before eating it.

Everyone was so focused on eating that there was almost no conversation. Small conversations here and there but not too long lasting.

After 3 rounds of meat, everyone was stuffed. You wanted to treat everyone since they made you feel so welcomed but Jaemin beat you to it. He slid his card into the tab and gave it back to the server. You pouted a bit and Jeno noticed.

The way your cheeks filled up with air and your lips curled into each other, pressing against each other. He softly laughed and looked away.

“You guys want to drink tonight?” Mark suggests and everyone agrees.

“Yn and I can go grab alcohol and meet you guys back at the apartment.” Jeno says and everyone agrees with the plans.

You softly smile at the thought of spending time alone with him. You walk to his car and get in the passenger seat while waving bye to everyone else. Jeno starts up the car and the music starts playing.

Sunsetz - Cigarettes After Sex

You smile at the familiar instrumental intro of the song. You look over at him and he already has a smile forming on his face.

“Do you want to play 21 questions? We can get to know each other that way.” He asks and you nod your head yes.

“So, what made you come to Korea?” He asks you when the car gets to a red light.

“They have a good nursing program. One of the best in the whole world.” He nods his head at your answer.

You think for a moment before a question pops up in your head.

“How did you meet Jaemin?” You ask him and he softly laughs at your question.

“We were deskmates in middle school. I met him when I was 14.” He says and you smile at the thought of a younger Jeno.

The rest of the car ride was filled with questions bouncing back and forth between the two of you. Walking into the convenience store, you ask him a question.

“What’s your favorite color?” You ask and he laughs loudly at it.

“That’s what you’re asking?” He asks and laughs again when you nod your head.

The both of you walk over to the section with the soju bottles and he grabs a case that has 12 bottles in it.

“Blue.” He answers while walking to the register.

He started pulling out his wallet but you were faster. You tapped your card and when Jeno hears the noise the machine makes he looks up.

“My treat.” You say and he sighs softly.

“You didn’t have to.” He says and you shake your head.

“Your turn.” You say to him, gesturing for him to ask a question. Before he can ask you a question his name gets called.

You turn to look at the girl who called his name. She was gorgeous. Her hair was in all the right places, her makeup looked flawless, and her outfit looked like it was chosen by a stylist. Feeling insecure you wrap your arms around your body and avert your eyes.

“Jeno? That is you!” The girl exclaims and runs over to bring him into a hug.

Jeno keeps his arms down by his sides, not reciprocating the hug back. She pulls away from his embrace and pouts at him.

“What? You don’t even want to hug me?” She asks, batting her eyes at him but he keeps a stoic poker face.

“What are you doing here Giselle? I thought you were in Japan.” He says calmly and she turns her head to look at you. Ignoring his question she walks up to you.

“Hi, I’m Giselle. Jeno’s girlfriend.” She says and your eyes widen a bit.

She holds her hand out for you to take but before you could Jeno steps in front of you and blocks you from her vision, his taller frame towering over her.

“Ex. Girlfriend.” He clarifies and she rolls her eyes.

“Same thing. Aren’t you going to introduce me to your friend?” She says with a smile that looked all too fake.

He sighs and turns to look at you before grabbing your hand in his.

“She doesn’t need to be introduced to you.” He says bitterly.

His left hand wrapping around yours while holding the case of soju bottles in his other hand. He glares at the girl in front of you guys before dragging you out of the convenience store.

He pops open his trunk and lets go of your hand to place the case of alcohol in there. You awkwardly observe him let out a sigh before walking to the passenger door. He gets in the driver's seat and turns the car on.

You look at him and frown when you see his eyebrows furrowed with his eyes closed. Hesitantly, you poke at his eyebrows and his eyes open in shock.

“It’s not good to furrow your eyebrows for a long time.” You say and smile at him.

He softly smiles at you while looking into your eyes. Seeing him up close like this made you realize just how attractive he is. His strong and arched brows, his mole under his eye, his perfect nose, his full lips, even his chiseled jaw. Realizing what you’re doing, you quickly turn away from him and look straight out the window of the car and he softly laughs.

“I’m sorry.” He says and you frown before looking at him.

“Why are you apologizing?” You ask and he sighs again.

“Giselle.” He says, pointing out the elephant in the room. You nod your head and look at him furrowing his eyebrows again.

“We uh… we broke up last year. We dated for about two years before she had to move to Japan. Her dad got a job transfer over there and so her whole family moved. We tried to do long distance and it was going well, until I found out that she cheated on me.” He says and closes his eyes again.

You pout again and look at the man in front of you. How could anyone ever cheat on him? He was so damn perfect. Sure, you only met him today but you knew how genuine he was.

“I’m sorry. You didn’t deserve that.” You say and he softly chuckles.

You quickly look down for a second, trying to focus your attention on your hands in your lap. You slightly jump at the feeling of his hands under your chin. He grabs your chin in between his thumb and pointer finger, your eyebrows furrow feeling the coldness of his rings directly on your skin.

He tilts your face up to look back into his eyes and smirks. You slowly swallow the saliva in your mouth and look into his brown eyes.

“Don’t apologize, you did nothing wrong.” He says and you slowly nod your head.

He lets go of your chin and you sit further back into your seat. He laughs at your action and puts his car in reverse, heading back to your shared apartment with Yunjin.

-

“Finally!” You hear Yunjin say as you open the door.

“Sorry, we had to drive to the one further away because the other one didn’t have any soju in stock.” Jeno lies easily through his teeth.

You furrow at his words before plastering a smile onto your face. “Yeah, the detour was like 20 minutes.” You say, hoping that it made the lie more believable.

Jeno smiles at you, backing him up before placing the case of soju on the counter. He opens up the box and pulls out 3 bottles from it. You walk over to help him put the rest in the fridge and he grabs your hand. You gasp softly and look up at him.

“Thanks.” He says and you nod your head, knowing what he was referring to.

Jaemin had suggested a game of ‘Truth or Drink’ so the six of you were sat around the coffee table . Everyone agreed to let loose and be completely honest, no matter how raw the questions were and if they didn’t want to answer it, they could just take a shot of soju.

“Okay, Yn.” Jaemin starts off and you look at him.

“What was your first kiss like?” He finishes and everyone looks at you, waiting for you to answer.

“Hm, my first kiss.” You repeat and cringe thinking about it.

“It was gross. He kept trying to push his tongue in my mouth.” You say and everyone laughs at the thought of it.

“Okay, Mina. What’s the worst pick up line you’ve ever heard and who said it?” You ask with a smile and she laughs at the question. She looks over to her boyfriend who gasps offendedly.

“The worst pick up line I’ve ever heard was at the club.” She says and Mark groans upon hearing that causing the group to laugh.

“Mark came up to me and said ‘Hey, you owe me a drink. Because when I saw you, I dropped mine.”

Mark screams and cringes as the words leave his girlfriend’s lips. The group laughs and starts teasing him.

“I would’ve thrown my drink at you if you said that to me.” Jeno says and laughs when Mark flips him off.

As the night went on, half the soju case was almost gone. You could feel the alcohol getting to you, your eyesight was starting to blur a bit. The game continues and it was mark’s turn to ask.

“Have you and Yunjin ever got caught doing ‘it’ by someone?”

“Plenty of times.” Jaemin answered quickly with no thought.

Yunjin, feeling embarrassed, hides her face in her hands.

“Oh my god Yunjin, you said you were innocent!” You exclaim and hit her shoulder lightly.

“She’s not innocent at all, one time she wan-mphh” She covers her boyfriend’s mouth before he can embarrass her even more.

She removes her hand from his mouth and he laughs before scanning the room. He looks at everyone before stopping on his best friend.

“Okay, Jeno. Are you completely over what happened last year?” He asks his best friend who tenses up at the question but then relaxes again.

The smile that was once on his face disappears and he clears his throat.

“Um yeah, I would say I am.” Everyone nods their head at his answer and he looks over at you with a smirk.

“Oh no.” You say with a sigh playfully. He just laughs at your reaction and smiles even more.

“You’ve been asking me questions all night, aren’t you curious about anyone else?” You ask jokingly and he shakes his head.

“Nope. Just you, princess.” You cheeks flush at his use of a pet name and you look at him with wide eyes. He chuckles and playfully pinches your cheek.

“What’s the kinkiest thing you like to do during sex?” He asks and your cheek flushes even more.

It’s not like you’ve never had sex, you’ve had a few encounters of it. Keyword, a few. Both times however, were really vanilla so you’ve never experienced anything remotely kinky.

Clearing your throat you slowly pour the soju into your shot glass and take the shot.

“Oh come on princess.” He says and you shake your head no.

“Not telling.” You say and cough when the alcohol goes down the wrong pipe. The group laughs at your misery while Jeno pats your back, also laughing.

Not long after, everyone was slowly starting to drift off to sleep. You slowly were starting to sober up and decided to start cleaning up the mess. You grabbed the empty bottles and placed them in a trashbag.

After cleaning up, you looked around at everyone. Mark and Mina were fast asleep on the couch, cuddled up. You walked over to your bedroom and grabbed a spare blanket from the closet for them.

As you were walking out of your room, you met Jaemin and Yunjin in the hallway. “I’m guessing he’s sleeping with you?”

She nods her head and drags a drunk Jaemin into her room. You walk into the living room and drape the blanket over Mark and Mina. Jeno was fast asleep with his head on the coffee table. You walk over to him and shake him.

“Jeno? Wake up.” You say softly while shaking him awake. He mumbles incoherently before tuning his head to face you.

“Jeno, come on. Go sleep on the couch.” He shakes his head no and whines softly.

“You don’t want to sleep on the couch?” You ask softly while crouching down to him. He shakes his head again and you furrow your brows.

“Where do you wanna sleep?” You ask him and he slowly lifts his head up. He looks towards the hallway and points in your room.

You sigh softly and weigh your options. You could leave him here and have his body be sore tomorrow or you could take him to your room and let him sleep on your bed while you come back to sleep on the couch. Sighing, you grab his hand and help him up.

“Come on, let’s go to my room.” You whisper and he obliges.

He stands up, albeit a little wobbly but he manages to balance his weight, never letting go of your hand. You drag him to your room and place him on the bed. Reaching over. You take off his shoes and place them on the tile floor.

You stare at the sleeping man in front of you and sigh softly. As you go to walk away, he grabs your wrist. You stop in your tracks and turn to look at him.

“Don’t leave me, Giselle.” You hear him say and you widen your eyes.

So he was lying when he said that he was over it. You knew he wasn't with the way that he reacted inside the convenience store. You sigh again and furrow your brows before grabbing his hand that was holding onto your wrist and pull his grip away.

You stare at him again and he has a sour expression on his face. You hesitantly poke at his eyebrows to ease them before walking out of your room, leaving him in there. You walk into the bathroom and look at yourself in the mirror.

Your eyes were red and your mascara was smeared everywhere. The pink lip tint you applied is now gone due to the oil of the food. You take out a makeup wipe and start removing your makeup, all the while thinking about the man in your room.

You barely met him yet he had you wrapped around his finger. You sighed again for the hundredth time that night. After removing all of your makeup, you brushed your teeth before walking back out into the living room.

You decided to sleep on the other couch. After grabbing another blanket from the closet, you laid down and felt your eyelids getting heavy. Sleep slowly overtaking your body. You closed your eyes and let it devour you, not wanting to think about what just happened in the last 20 minutes.

-

You hear voices coming from next to you and open your eyes. The sun was blaring from the balcony window. Squinting your eyes, you sit up and see that everyone was up besides Jeno.

“Want some breakfast?” Jaemin asks from the kitchen and you slowly nod your head.

Your head was pounding and your mouth felt dry. Last night was the first time in a long time that you’ve drank that much. You tried to swallow some saliva to help quench your thirst but it didn’t help at all. Yunjin and Mina came over to sit next to you on the couch. MIna handed you a glass of water and you softly thanked her.

The water was cooling against your dry mouth and throat. Gulping down the water you slowly looked around.

“Where’s Jeno?” Yunjin asks you and you bring the cup down from your lips.

“He didn’t want to sleep on the couch so I took him to my room and came to sleep out here.” You answer and they nod their head.

“Food’s ready.” Jaemin says and the three of you walk over to the dining table where Mark was setting up plates.

“I’m gonna go wake up Jeno.” You say and walk towards your room.

You slowly opened the door, hoping not to wake him up. He was softly snoring and you observed him again before walking closer to him on your bed. The events of last night flash through your brain and you stop in your tracks. Deciding to not think too much, you walk up to him.

“Jeno.” You say and shake him to wake him up.

He slowly opens his eyes and blinks up at you before sitting up fastly. He looks around the room and notices that he’s in your room. You softly laugh at him and shake your head.

“Jaemin cooked breakfast, go eat.” You say and he slowly nods his head before getting up from your covers.

He grabs his shoes and walks out of your room. You sigh once he's out and lay down on your bed, not even caring that you haven’t washed them after he used it. You stare up at the ceiling for a moment before getting up to change into more comfortable clothes.

You fell asleep in your jeans last night and it was itching your legs. Locking your door, you change into a pair of gray loose sweatpants and a tight white long sleeve that was cropped. You looked for your brown fluffy slippers and put them on before walking back out into the kitchen to eat.

-

It’s been a few days since that day and you haven’t seen Jeno at all. You and Yunjin were watching a movie in the living room when you looked over at her and decided to ask the question you were dying to know the answer to.

“Yunjin?” You call out and she turns to look at you.

“What’s up?” She asks.

“Who did Giselle cheat on Jeno with?” You ask and she makes a confused face.

“How did you know about that?” She asks and you panic. You didn't know if you should tell her about what happened at the convenience store but you do anyway.

“When Jeno and I went to go get alcohol, she was there.” You answer and Yunjin sits up from her position.

“She was here? In Korea?” She asks for clarification and you nod your head yes.

“That bitch.” She says softly and looks away before looking back at you.

“She cheated on him with this guy named Shotaro.” She says and you slowly nod your head.

“DId he love her?” You ask again and Yunjin looks at you confusingly.

“Jeno.” You clarify and Yunjin sighs.

“Yeah, I think he did. But once she broke that trust, it was hard for him to get over it.” She explains and you stay quiet.

“Why are you asking?” She asks and you shake your head.

“I was just curious.” You say and she looks at you with squinted eyes before looking back at the tv.

You sat there in silence, thinking about the information that you just received. You grabbed your phone and looked up the name ‘Shotaro’ on instagram. It wasn’t hard to find him after all, there weren't many Shotaros in the world.

Clicking on the first profile that popped up you looked on his page and saw different posts with girls and guys. One picture in particular caught your eye though. It was a picture of Shotaro, Giselle, and Jeno.

She was standing in the middle with her head on Jeno’s shoulder. You frowned and zoomed in on the picture. Her arms wrapped around both of them but even though her head was on Jeno’s shoulder, Shotaro was standing closer to her than Jeno was.

You looked at the date it was posted, 2021. You zoomed back onto Shotaro’s face. He wasn’t bad looking but he definitely wasn’t as handsome as Jeno was. It seems like Jeno and Shotaro were friends or acquaintances at least.

You clicked on the picture to look at the tag and found Jeno’s account. He had no posts but he had story highlights. You clicked on one and saw Jaemin and Mark along with other guys. Tapping through them you looked at them before it changed to another highlight. You noticed that this one had just him.

There were pictures of him at the gym, him biking, him at parties, and more. Just as you were about to look even more, the doorbell rang. You looked up and saw Yunjin looking at you.

“Are you expecting anybody?” She asks you and you shake your head.

Getting up, you walked over to the front door and opened it. Jeno was standing there in a muscle tee and sweats. His biceps were out for everyone to see and you slowly widened your eyes.

“Jeno? What are you doing here?” You ask and look back to see if Yunjin was watching but she wasn't.

“Can we talk?” He asks and you nod your head before walking out to talk in the hallway.

“What’s up? Are you okay?” You ask and he nods his head.

“Yeah. I just wanted to apologize about the other day.” He says and you scoff slightly.

“It’s okay. You were drunk, don’t even worry about it.” You say and he smiles softly. You look up into his eyes and feel yourself smiling as well.

“Is that all?” You ask and he nods his head.

As you turn to walk back inside he grabs your wrist. “Wait!” He exclaims and you turn back to look at him.

“Um, someone I know is throwing a party tonight. Would you like to go with me?” He asks and you furrow your eyebrows.

“Tonight?” You ask and he nods his head.

“Sure, what time should I expect you to pick me up?” You ask and he smiles softly.

“I’ll be here at 9.” He says and you smile with a nod of your head. You turn to walk inside but before closing the door, you wave to him and he does the same.

“Who was it?” Yunjin asks and you drop your smile.

“Uh, Jeno. He invited me to a party tonight.”

“Oh, it must be Haechan’s party.” She says and you furrow your brows.

“How do you know?” You ask and she shrugs her shoulders.

“Jaemin invited me but I declined because I thought we were hanging out tonight.” She says teasingly and your eyes widen.

“Oh shit. Sorry, I already accepted his invite. I can cancel on him.” You say and Yunjin laughs.

“It’s fine, if you’re going then I’ll go too.” She says and grabs her phone to text Jaemin.

You smile and walk into your bedroom. It was already 5pm and you needed time to get ready. You walked into your closet, hoping to find something to wear. Looking through your tops, you found a black tube top and decided to pair it with a blue denim mini skirt.

You knew it was going to be a bit chilly outside, but you didn’t want to ruin your outfit so you opted for freezing tonight. Laying your outfit down on your bed, you walked towards the vanity mirror and started applying makeup. You knew you wanted it to be subtle but still bold enough to compliment your features.

“Hey, what are you wearing?” Yunjin asks while walking in and looking at the outfit on your bed.

“Oh, this is cute!” She exclaims and grabs your jacket to inspect it closely.

“Well, I was going to wear low rise jeans but I thought the skirt was cuter. What about you? What are you wearing?” You say while applying some lip gloss.

You turn towards her and see her in a green mini skirt with a white top. You smile and nod your head yes. “Oh hell yeah! You look hot as fuck.” You say and walk closer to her to look closely at her outfit. She smiles and does a quick turn while posing like models do. You laugh and gently hit her shoulder.

“Is Jaemin picking you up?” You ask and she shakes her head no.

“We usually uber since we both drink but Haechan’s place is really close so we usually just walk.” She says and you nod your head.

“I think he’s coming with Jeno so the four of us will probably just walk together.” She says and walks into your bathroom to look at herself in the mirror. You walk back over to your vanity table and finish getting ready. You finished curling the last strand of hair when the doorbell rang. You hear Yunjin going to open the door and quickly look at yourself in the mirror before grabbing your black platform boots.

As you were putting them on, there was a knock on your door. “Come in!” You yell and the door opens revealing Jeno.

“Hey.” You softly say and smile at him.

He stays near the door, mesmerized by you. Your outfit, your hair, your makeup, everything was so beautiful. He slightly clears his throat before looking away and greets you as well.

“You look beautiful." He says and you shyly smile.

“Thank you.” You say and finally look up to get a glimpse of his outfit for tonight.

He was wearing a purple and black striped shirt with black ripped jeans. His signature leather jacket was draped over his shoulders. His jewelry completed the look. He had the same rings adorning his fingers and you slightly felt a chill run up your spine, remembering the way they felt under your chin. His jet black hair was styled properly this time, showcasing his forehead. You slightly blush and get up to grab your bag. Slipping it over your shoulder, you look at yourself in the mirror one last time.

You turn to Jeno and smile while gesturing for him to leave first so you could close your door. The both of you walked towards the living room so that you guys could all leave. Yunjin and Jaemin were the first ones out of the door and you stayed behind to lock the door. Feeling a sense of deja vu when you see that Jeno was waiting for you.

“Is Giselle going to be there?” You ask Jeno who shakes his head.

“I don’t know. I hope not.” He replies and you nod your head before trailing behind Jaemin and Yunjin who were joined at the hip.

“I think I have a new favorite song from Cigarettes After Sex.” He says and you turn to look at him while walking.

“Really? What song?” You ask curiously and he slightly chuckles.

“Sunsetz.” He says and you gently laugh while pushing him away from you.

“You’re such a follower.” You joke and he laughs before walking close to you again.

The both of you continued small talk while walking to Haechan’s house. Your hands slightly bump into each other since you were walking so closely to each other. Your cheeks flushed every time your hand accidentally brushed against his.

-

As the night went on and more people came you lost sight of your friends. Sighing, you lean your back against a wall and take a sip out of the nasty concoction that was made by Haechan himself. Suddenly you felt someone come stand next to you. You turn to look at the person when you notice how familiar he looked.

“Hi, I’m Shotaro. What’s your name?” You gape at the person in front of you. He was the guy Giselle cheated on Jeno with. You slightly smile awkwardly and give him your name.

“Pretty name for a pretty girl.” He says and you slightly back away from him to put some distance with a fake smile plastered on your face.

“I haven’t seen you around before. Are you new here?” He asks and you nod your head.

“I’m here for college.” You reply dryly and he smiles at you.

You hated to admit that he was an attractive man but you couldn’t do that to Jeno. The two of you just stood there in silence looking at each other.

Unbeknownst to the both of you, Jeno stared from across the room. His hand clenched onto his cup while his tongue poked his cheek. Why the fuck was Shotaro talking to you? And why was he standing so fucking close to you?

Hachan sluggishly wrapped his arm around his friend and laughed. “What’s got you so pissy?”

Jeno huffed and pushed his arm off of him. Haechan follows his gaze and sees Shotaro. Furrowing his brows he straightens up and turns to Jeno.

“I didn’t know he was back.” He says and puts his hand on Jeno’s shoulder.

Seeing enough, Jeno removes Hacehan’s hand from his shoulder and gulps the last of his drink before throwing the cup on the floor. His eyes stayed on Shoitao the whole time he was making his way over to you two.

“Do you want to dance?” Shotaro asks and holds his hand out. Before you could even answer a hand pushes him away.

You look up and see Jeno standing next to you. His nostrils were flared and his eyes were abnormally cold. Glaring at the man in front of him while Shotaro just chuckles.

“Jeno Lee.” He says and smiles while looking straight back at him.

Jeno didn’t reply, he just glared at the guy in front of him before grabbing your hand. As he turned to get the both of you away from him you felt Shotaro pull on your other arm.

“Hey, we were talking!” Shotaro yells and Jeno turns quickly to look at him.

“Let go of her.” He says through clenched teeth and Shotaro just smirks.

He slowly lets go of your arm and continues smirking while Jeno keeps his eyes on him. You slightly tap Jeno’s shoulder, signaling for the both of you to leave. He softly looks back at you and the both of you walk back over to where the rest of his friends were.

“Why were you talking to him?” Jeno snapped and you turned to look at him.

“He came up to me, what was I supposed to do? Ignore him?” You sass back and Jeno just sighs.

“Do you know who he is?” He asks, never letting go of your hand.

Of course you knew who he was but you didn’t want to admit to stalking their Instagram pages so you shake your head no. He sighs and pulls you towards the kitchen counter. Your back hits against it and you let out a soft yelp from the pain.

Jeno steps in front of you, keeping you trapped between his own body and the counter. His taller frame towering over you and you felt a little shy looking into his eyes. You avert your eyes and look down but Jeno grabs your chin to make you look him straight in the eye. Your lashes flutter against your eyes and he softly chuckles.

He leans down so he could whisper in your ear. You freeze up because he was too close to you. His necklace dangling onto your shoulder and the cool metal against your bare shoulder makes your cheeks flush again.

“You’re cute.” He says and you softly giggle.

You can feel your heart rate going up. Trying to calm it down, you inhale a short breath but Jeno catches it. He can feel your heart pounding against his chest and he softly chuckles.

“Do I make you nervous?” He asks and you quickly shake your head no.

He pulls away from your ear and looks at you again with a smirk.

“You sure?” He whispers, leaning closer to your face.

You could feel his breath hitting in your face and it makes you back away a little bit. You didn’t get too far because his hand goes around your waist, pulling you right up against his body. The alcohol in your system and the closeness of your bodies make you start to sweat a bit. It was too hot in here, you needed to get some fresh air.

“I need to- I need to get some air.” You say quietly for him to hear and he smirks while letting go of you.

You huff out a breath and step away from him. You walk towards the sliding door and feel the cool breeze against your skin. Your heart is racing a million beats per minute. You slowly bring your hands to your cheeks and feel how hot they are.

Shaking your head, you try to calm yourself down but a touch on your shoulder scares you. You jump away from the contact and turn around to see Yunjin and Mina there.

“Oh, hi.” You say softly and they both look at you.

“Are you okay?” Mina asks and they both walk closer to you.

“Yeah. I just needed to get some air.” You reply and they both nod their head.

“We saw Shotaro trying to talk to you.” Yunjin says and you sigh.

“Yeah, it was awkward.” You say and inhale a sharp breath.

“Was Jeno friends with him?” You ask and they both look at each other before looking back at you.

“They were very close in high school because they were both in dance club.” Yunjin says and you nod your head again.

“Come on, let’s go drink.” Mina says and wraps her arm around your arm with Yunjin doing the same.

The three of you walk back into the house and walk to the kitchen where the rest of the guys were at. You quickly catch Jeno’s eye and he smirks at you. You shyly smile at him before walking with the girls to the other side of the counter.

You were across from Jeno but you tried not to look at him. Instead, you kept your eyes on Renjun, who was pouring the shots. He passed out the shot cups and you shyly thanked him before grabbing it from him.

The eight of you cheered and clicked your shot cups against each other before downing the shrink. The alcohol was burning your throat and you let out a sour look after swallowing it down.

“That’s nasty.” You say and Renjun laughs.

“It’s Bicardi.” He says and lifts up the bottle to show you.

“It tastes like shit.” You say and Hachan screams.

“Don’t say that about my baby.” Haechan says and grabs the bottle to pat it.

“Don’t worry, she didn't mean that.” He says and you laugh at him.

Jeno kept his eyes on you the whole time. Maybe it was the alcohol in his system or maybe it was his dirty mind that wanted to corrupt you. You seemed so innocent to him, with your sparkling eyes, your skirt riding up so high that he could basically see your panties but you didn’t even notice.

You stupid perfect lips that curl up so sweetly when you smile. Your hair that looked so soft, your belly button piercing that always adds fuel to the boner he was already springing. He was imagining all sorts of things.

His necklaces dangling in front of your face as he pushes himself into you. Your belly button piercing that would glimmer so bright as he was on top of you.

“Jeno!” Renjun’s voice snaps him away from his thoughts. He looks over at his friend who has a knowing smile on his face.

“She’s pretty cute right?” Renjun says and laughs softly when Jeno looks back at you.

“Shut up.” He grumbles and pushes Renjun away slightly who laughs at his friend.

You felt your head spinning and decided that you had enough to drink. You sat down on the counter to keep your body from falling down. You close your eyes to help your headache when you feel a presence in front of you. Opening your eyes, you see Jeno in front of you again.

‘You okay, princess?” He asks and you nod your head.

“Yeah, I just need to calm down a bit.” You say and he nods his head. His hands come to rest on the counter, trapping you again.

Your belly button piercing was on full display for him, the butterfly charm draws him in. He reaches down to play with your piercing and you giggle at his actions.

“It tickles.” You softly say and try to wriggle from his hands but he softly laughs and places his other hand on your waist to keep you from moving.

Feeling bold, you grab his necklace and pull him in closer to inspect it. You smooth your fingers over the cross and he smiles softly watching you. His fingers never leaving your belly button piercing either. You look up into his eyes and smile softly.

“What?” You softly say and he shakes his head.

His eyes formed into those cute little crescent moons. This man was going to be the death of you. You let go of his necklace and sigh.

“My butt hurts.” You say and he softly chuckles again.

He lets go of your piercing and holds his hand out. You take his hand in yours and jump off the counter. You go to grab your bag but he grabs it for you and holds it with his other hand while leading you to the couch.

The smell of marijuana was piercing and your nose scrunched up at the smell. Jaemin was smoking a blunt with Yunjin on his lap. He blew the smoke out away from his girlfriend before passing it to Hachan. Jeno sits down on the couch and pulls you onto him.

You yelp when your butt lands on his thighs. Everyone was lost in conversation and you were lost in your thoughts. Mark passes the blunt to Jeno who takes a drag before blowing it away from your face. You look at him as he takes another hit.

“Wanna try, princess?” He asks and holds out the blunt to you.

You shake your head no and he shrugs his shoulders before passing it back to Mark. Jeno’s hands were wrapped around your waist and he pulled you in closer. His chin resting on your shoulders as he closes his eyes.

You smile softly and place your hands against his. You grab one of them and start playing with one of the many rings he has on. Jeno opens his eyes and watches as you get lost looking and playing with his rings. You shyly smile at him and go back to looking at his rings when a figure catches your eye.

Giselle was walking over and you quietly tapped Jeno’s arm to signal him. He opens his eyes and lets out a soft hum. He looks up and sees her in front of the both of you. The conversation died down as everyone looked at her.

“Can I get a hit?” She asks, looking Jeno straight in the eye. He sits up and squeezes your waist tighter.

“It’s not mine, don’t ask me.” He says and looks at Jaemin.

Jaemin shrugs his shoulders and hands out the blunt to her. She smiles and sits down next to Jeno and you. You roll your eyes at her and go to stand up but Jeno’s hold on you gets tighter. You turn to look at him but he shakes head. He places his chin back onto your shoulder.

“I’m comfortable.” He whispers in your ear and you giggle softly while he laughs.

Giselle looks at you two with a nasty look before hitting the blunt again. Yunjin and Mina look at each other with a roll of their eyes.

“What’s your name?” Giselle asks, looking straight at you. You turn to look at her and plaster a fake smile.

“Yn.” You say and she softly laughs.

“You don’t smoke?” She asks again and you shake your head no.

“Oh, I thought you did because Jeno likes girls who smoke.” She says with a raise of her eyebrows.

You know she’s trying to rile you up and you hate that it’s working. Jeno sighs and opens his eyes to look at her again. He releases you from his grasp and you take that as a sign to get up from his hold.

“Let’s go.” He says and grabs your hand in his again. You shyly take it and look at Yunjin who gets up as well.

“This was fun Hyuck, but I think it’s time for us to go.” She says and holds onto Jaemin as he gets up too.

You wave bye to everyone and walk out of the house with Jeno, Yunin, and Jaemin. Giselle gals at your figure disappearing and scoffs.

“It was just a joke, jeez. What’s their problem?” She asks and takes another hit of the blunt.

Mina scowls at her as she gets up to leave with Mark.

‘You know what the problem is, bitch.” She says angrily and the two of them walk off.

You and Jeno were walking into the direction of your apartment. The chilly air was blowing against your skin and you shiver. He notices and stops walking to take his jacket off. He places them around your shoulders and smiles at you.

You thank him and he grabs your hand to continue the walk. Unbeknownst to you both Jaemin was taking pictures of you two with a big grin on his face.

“Okay, that’s enough.” Yunjin says softly with a giggle and pushes his hand away.

He laughs and puts his phone back into his pocket before grabbing her hand. The four of you finally made it to your guys' shared apartment. Jeno walked you to your room and sat you down on your bed. He kneels down to take your boots off. Your head was pounding so hard you lay down against your pillows.

After he was finished he looked at you fast asleep on your bed. He smiles softly and bends down. He places a quick kiss to your head and whispers a soft “Good night.” before walking out of your room.

“You good to drive?” Jaemin asks and he nods his head.

He takes the keys from Jaemin and the both of them walk out of the apartment to head back to their dorm. Jaemin noticed the way Jeno's lips curved up into a smile. He noticed the way Jeno’s eyes lit up every time he looked at you. He noticed lots of things in his friend that he hasn’t seen in a long time. He smiles softly at his friend who continues the drive home.

-

You woke up the next morning, still in your clothes from last night and your makeup half rubbed off. You walk over to the bathroom to remove your makeup and shower when you notice Jeno’s jacket around you. You smile and go to grab your phone.

you left your jacket - princess

i left it on purpose ;) - Jeno Lee

You smile and heart his message before getting ready to remove your makeup.

-

It’s been a week since you started classes and safe to say, you were not expecting that much work within the first week. It was finally Friday and you just got back to your apartment. Yunjin didn’t have any classes today so she was already home.

“Are you done packing already?” You ask as you walk into her room.

“Yeah. Are you?” She asks and you shake your head no.

Jaemin had a beach house and he invited you all over for the weekend to destress from the first week of school.

“I’m too tired to pack.” You say and she laughs. “Well you better hurry up, They’re meeting here at 2.” She says and you groan.

“That’s in like 2 hours.” You say and she nods her head.

“Yeah, so hurry up. Princess.” She teases you and you hit her gently.

“Shut up! Don’t call me that.” You say laughing and she laughs as well.

“Just go pack.” She says and you laugh before walking to your room to pack for the weekend.

You were only going to be gone until Sunday so you packed 2 bikinis, a few pairs of jeans and sweats, and a few baby cropped tees. You walk over to your undergarments drawer when Jeno’s leather jacket catches your eye.

You smile thinking about the memory last weekend and walk up to it. You grab it and fold it up to put in your bag so you could give it back to him. You tried to give it back to him earlier but he kept trying to push it off, claiming that he had other ones to wear.

You place it into your bag and grab new undergarments to pack. Lastly, you packed your makeup and skincare into a smaller bag and placed it into your duffel bag. After zipping it up you change into comfortable clothes.

You changed into your black one piece spandex and grabbed a white cropped sweater that falls off your left shoulder perfectly. You put a pair of fuzzy white socks on and slipped your feet into your UGG platform slippers. Looking at yourself in the mirror, you smiled before grabbing your bag and walking out into the living room.

You had makeup on already from school so you just touched it up a little bit. You wanted to look cute since you were going to be riding with Jeno. Jaemin and Yunjin were taking Mark and Mina, while Haechan and Renjun brought along their other two friends.

“They’re here.” Yunjin says and you grab your bag and place the strap around your right shoulder.

“Let’s go!” You say and walk out of the apartment first. Yunjin locked up the apartment before following you down to where everyone else was.

You notice Jeno’s black 2023 Mercedes Benz C-Class first. You smile and wave at him as he opens the trunk and grabs your bag from you. You open up your bag and pull his jacket out from it and hand it to him.

He smiles and takes the jacket from you and places it in his trunk as well. He closes the trunk and you walk over to the passenger side door and get inside the car. He gets in the car as well and waits for Jaemin to take off first.

“Are you excited?” He asks and you squeal.

“Yes! I need a break from school.” You say and he laughs.

“It’s barely been a week.” He says and you giggle.

“Yeah but the classes are so hard.” You say and he softly laughs.

“Who’s coming with Haechan and Renjun?” You ask and he looks over at you.

“Our other friends, you haven’t met them yet. Their names are Chenle and Jisung. They’re a bit younger than us.” He says and you nod your head.

He pulls out something from the back seat and gives it to you. It’s a small velvet box. Furrowing your eyebrows you look at him.

“What is it?” You ask softly and giggle.

“Just open it.” He says and you do as he says.

Inside was a thick metal ring adorned with jewels. It was the same one he had on middle finger. You gasp and pull it out from the box, bringing it closer to you so you can inspect it.

“You liked playing with mine so much, I figured I’d just buy you one." He says sheepishly and you smile at him.

“Oh my god, Jeno! It’s so beautiful, thank you.” You say and slip it on your middle finger on your left hand, exactly where it was on Jeno’s finger.

You lift your hand to show him and he laughs at the placement of your ring. Excitedly, you take out your phone and grab his hand to place yours on top. Snapping a quick picture of your guys hands together with the rings on display. You smile in satisfaction and show him.

“Send it to me.” He says and smiles.

You nod your head and quickly pull up his contact to send the picture to him. He looks over at your phone and sees his contact saved as ‘Jeno Lee.’ He scoffs and grabs your phone from your hands.

“Hey!” You exclaim and try to get it back but he pushes your hand away.

He changes his name to ‘jen’ and saves it before handing your phone back to you. You laugh once you see his contact name and look at him.

“What’s my name saved as?” You ask with a smile on your face.

He pulls out his phone and goes to your contact before turning his phone around and showing you. You stare at the ‘princess’ and laugh, pushing his shoulder away.

“You’re annoying.” You say and he laughs before charging his phone.

“You got your nails done?” He asks, grabbing your hands to inspect your nails closely.

You recently got them done with Yunjin and Mina. They were a nude pink color with glitter and charms adorned around them. You nod your head as he plays with the butterfly charm on your middle finger.

“I wanted to make them pretty.” You say and he softly laughs.

You look out the window and notice Jaemin’s car leaving. Jeno lets go of your hand and puts his car in reverse to follow them.

“Can you GPS the way just in case we get separated?” He asks and you nod your head before grabbing his phone.

“Password?” You ask and he quickly says the password code before you click on the group chat with the 10 of you.

You click on the address that Jaemin sent earlier this week and it starts showing the map on Jeno’s dashboard. You swipe out of the app and go to his Spotify. You look through his playlist and find one titled ‘Princess.’ Smiling, you click on it and see that it’s all Cigarettes After Sex songs. You click on ‘Sunsetz’ and the song begins to play. Jeno lets out a laugh at the song choice and shakes his head.

-

After a two hour car ride, you and Jeno finally arrive at the house. Jeno parks his car and you undo your seatbelt. Stepping out of the car, you walk towards the trunk and grab your bag. He follows you and grabs his bag as well.

The two of you walk inside the beach house and notice how big it was. It was squeaky clean like a brand new house. You walk through the house, looking in awe at how beautiful it was. After you finished looking at it, everyone was gathered in the living room.

“So there’s 5 rooms, everyone is going to have to share a room.” Jaemin says and grabs his girlfriend’s hand.

“Me and Yunjin, Mark and Mina, Jeno and Yn, Haechan and Renjun, and Jisung and Chenle.” Jaemin finishes and everyone nods their head in agreement.

“Every room is available besides the master bedroom, that’s where Yunjin and I will sleep.” He says and you and Jeno rush to get the best room.

You open the door and squeal when you look inside. There was a beautiful balcony with a view of the beach right outside. You were in awe of the balcony that you barely noticed the one bed but when you did your eyes widened.

You’re sharing one bed with Jeno. You look over to him and he laughs at your expression. He walks over to you and looks out the window with a smirk.

“Don’t worry, I’ll behave.” He says and walks to the bed to set his bag down. You awkwardly laugh and play it off.

“I’m not worried at all.” You say and shake your head.

Jeno raises his eyebrows at your lie and smirks before sitting on the bed. You go to place your bag on the bed as well when Jeno grabs your wrist and pulls you down onto the bed. His body hovering over yours causing his necklaces to dangle in front of you.

You eyes widen and you try to get up from his grasp but he pins your arms down above your head. He smirks and laughs at you before getting up and letting go of you.

“Not worried at all, my ass.” He says and chuckles. You sit up and huff at him.

“Shut up. You just caught me off guard.” You lie again.

He lets out an amused smile and nods his head knowing the truth. You get up to unzip your bag and grab your makeup bag to put on the desk table in the corner of the room. After doing that, you walk out into the kitchen to help Mina and Yunjin prepare the meat so Jamein can barbecue it.

Jeno sat on the bed and pulled his phone out. He looks at the photo you sent him and stares at it for a second before saving it and going to Instagram. He clicks on the photo and puts ‘Sunsetz’ as the music background before posting it.

He smiles looking at the finished product and turns his phone off before joining the rest of you guys in the kitchen. He can hear your laugh and it brings a smile to his face again. He walks outside and over to Jaemin who's preparing the grill and helps him.

You were washing the rice when Yunjin let out a gasp. You and Mina turn to look at her and she squeals before showing her phone to you guys. The picture that you just took earlier today blaring through her phone. You widen your eyes and clear your throat.

“That’s you right?” Mina asks while looking at you with a shocked face.

“No.” You shake your head and try to lie but the two of them smirk.

“Yn, we all got our nails done together.” Yunjin says and grabs your left hand to match the nails and the ring to the picture.

“Oh my god! Are you guys dating?” Mina asks excitingly and you shake your head.

“No we aren’t. I don’t even know what we are.” You say and Yunjin pouts at your words.

“Do you like him?” She asks and you sigh before nodding your head.

“But, I know that he’s not over whatever happened with Giselle so it’s impossible.” You say placing the bowl into the rice cooker.

Mina and Yunjin pout before walking over to you. They both hug you to comfort you and you smile at them.

“I’m okay, I promise.” You say and the two of them look at each other before looking back at you. They let go of you and the three of you continue to prepare the food.

After Jaemin finished grilling the meat, everyone was sitting outside enjoying the food and the weather. You were sitting in between Mina and Jeno. The latter’s Instagram story is still reeling in your mind. Why did he even post that? What was he trying to do when he posted it? 

You looked over at him laughing along to something Haechan said, you didn’t bother to pay attention to the conversation. Jaemin must’ve caught you staring because next thing you know you feel a kick on your leg. 

You looked across to him and he smiled while raising his eyebrows teasingly. You shake your head and laugh. 

“I just spaced out.” You say, trying to defend yourself. 

“Sure you did.” Jaemin teases and you flip him off jokingly. 

The conversations continue until Haechan screams and runs away from Jeno who's chasing him. You laugh at them and sip on your water. Setting the glass down, you start playing with the ring on your middle finger. Twisting it around to help distract yourself.

“That’s a nice ring.” Mark says with a smirk.  

“Oh, thanks. It was a gift.” You say and smile while he slightly laughs. 

“From who?” He asks again, leaning closer to get a good look at you. 

“Um, I forgot.” You lie and take a sip of your water. 

Mark laughs at you again and goes to say something but Mina nudging him makes him stop talking. You slightly scoff and go back to eating when Jeno sits back down. He goes to grab his glass of water but it’s empty. 

He looks over at yours and grabs it before drinking out from it. He sets the glass back down where it was and smiles at you. You don’t say anything as you continue to eat the meat that Jaemin barbequed. 

As everyone finished eating, you started cleaning up along with Mina and Yunjin. You gathered up the dirty plates and put them in the sink while the other two went to retrieve more dirty dishes. You started washing the dishes when Jaemin came over to help you. 

“Oh, it’s okay Jaemin. I got it.” You say and he waves off your comment. 

“It’s fine.” He says and starts rinsing the soapy dishes.

“Anything you wanna talk about?” You ask, hoping to ease the conversation. 

“Not really.” He says while looking at you causing you to laugh slightly. 

“How do you like the friend group so far?” He asks. 

“Oh, you guys are really fun. It’s very different from my friend group back at home." You say and continue to wash the dishes. 

“How so?” Jaemin inquires. 

“Well, for starters there’s not a lot of us in the friend group. There’s only four of us and we didn’t really hang out with guys. I mean, we did, but they weren’t part of our immediate friend group.” You explain and he nods. 

“Do you ever miss home?” He asks and you sigh quietly. 

“I do. But, at the same time it’s good to have new experiences so I’m really glad I came over here for college.” You say with a smile. 

“I see why Yunjin likes you so much.” Jaemin says and laughs. 

“What do you mean?” You ask and laugh as well. 

“You guys are just so alike. You always want to see the good in things, even in people.” He says and you laugh again. 

“Like you?” You tease and he glares at you playfully. 

“I wasn't that bad.” He defends and you laugh. 

“Yeah right. You turned from this playboy who slept around to being in a fully committed relationship.” You say and he shrugs his shoulders. 

“Maybe I was just waiting for the right person to come along.” He says and looks over at you. You just nod your head at his answer and he almost groans in frustration.

How could you not understand that he was also talking about you and Jeno. You both were the most dense people he’s ever met. Of course he and his girlfriend gossip about you guys- you’re her roommate and Jeno’s his best friend for Christ's sake. 

He knew you liked his friend, Yunjin told him. And, he knew that his friend liked you as well, even if he didn’t want to admit it. The way that Jeno acted around you was different than how he was around any other girl, even Giselle. 

Jeno cares for you in more ways than one. Like when he gave you his jacket, or when he was holding your hand, or protecting you from Giselle, or buying you a ring, or posting you on his public social media account for goodness sakes. 

After finishing up the dishes, you changed into your bikini to go swimming in the pool. Walking out onto the deck you placed your towel on the chair before jumping into the water. The coolness of it relaxes your tense body. 

You swam alone for about five minutes until you heard the door open and close. Looking over, you find Jeno walking towards the pool in nothing but his black swimming trunks - matching your black bikini. You smile slightly and continue swimming when he gets in. 

“Didn’t find you in the room.” He says and you laugh. 

“I just wanted to clear my mind a bit.” You reply while swimming to him. 

“Something wrong?” He asks and you shake your head immediately. 

“No, nothing’s wrong.” You say and he stares at you. 

He knows that you’re lying, whenever you lie you always avert your eyes and press your lips together. He walks closer to you and backs you up against the wall of the pool. 

“Jeno.” You softly say but he cuts you off by placing his hands around your thighs. 

You whimper quietly as he places your legs around his waist. His dark eyes staring abc into yours and you have to bite your tongue to not release a moan. 

“Jeno.” You say quietly and he brings his face closer to you. 

“Hm?” He asks and you try to avert your eyes but he stops you. 

“Look at me.” He says and you listen to him. 

You look into his eyes and say nothing. He leans down further and starts pressing butterfly kisses on your neck. You let out a soft whimper before biting your lip. 

“Tell me what’s wrong.” He says before kissing your neck again. He makes his way up to your jaw and starts placing kisses there as well. 

You grip his shoulders tightly as you try to answer him but you couldn’t think of any words. Your mind was hazy, trying to tell him what was bothering you. You let another whimper when he harshly sucks on your neck, leaving a mark there. He pulls back and smiles devilishly at the mark he left before placing one last kiss on it. 

“If you don’t tell me, I’ll stop.” He says and you whimper again while shaking your head. 

“I can’t- I can’t concentrate if you do that.” You admit and he softly chuckles. 

He pulls back fully and looks into your eyes, his eyes begging for you to answer him. With a sigh, you look away from him and close your eyes before opening them and speaking. 

“What are we?” You ask and he furrows his brows. 

“What do you mean?” He asks for clarification. 

“I mean what are we? Why are you buying me gifts and acting like you’re my boyfriend when you’re not.” You say and feel your eyes getting teary. 

“I don’t like feeling like this Jeno. I don’t like feeling like the second option.” You say and he puts your legs down to hold your waist and bring you closer. 

“What do you mean it feels like a second choice?” He asks and you sigh again. 

“The first night we met and you slept in my room. You called me Giselle and begged for me to not leave you.” You admit and sniffle. 

Jeno shushes you and brings your head into his chest. After you calmed down a bit, he pulled back and looked at you again. 

“I promise, I’m over her. I don’t know why I said that, it was probably because Jaemin asked me about the situation and seeing her again… it was just too much for me.” He explains and cups your face into his hands. 

“I would never hurt you, princess.” He says and you whimper at the pet name. He chuckles at your response and brings his face closer to yours. 

“Can I kiss you.” 

You nod your head and that’s all Jeno needs before he crashes his lips onto yours. His lips were soft and tasted like mint. You followed his rhythm while wrapping your arms around his neck. His hands go lower to your butt and cups them, earning a moan from you. 

He smiles at the sound and pulls away from you to place kisses on your neck once again. “Jeno.” You moan his name, and he smiles into your neck. 

He smiles at the sound and pulls away from you to place kisses on your neck once again. “Jeno.” You moan his name and he smiles into your neck. 

“We should head inside.” You say unwrapping yourself from him. 

He nods his head at your suggestion and lets go of your waist. You slowly back away from him and smile shyly before turning around to walk out of the pool. He stares at your ass as you walk out and lets out a groan. 

“Do you have to look so hot walking out of the pool?” He retorts to you and you turn to flip him off jokingly before grabbing your towel and wrapping it around your body. 

He steps out of the pool as well and grabs his towel. You wait for him to dry himself off before the two of you walk back inside the house. A shy smile adorned your face the whole time. You still didn’t know what you and Jeno were, but at least you knew that he was completely over Giselle. 

You walk into your room and grab your skincare as well as a change of clothes before heading to the bathroom to shower. Slowly, you took off your clothes and stepped into the shower. The hot water burns your skin but that’s how you liked your showers. 

You lathered your rose scented shampoo into your hands before thoroughly applying it into your hair. You couldn’t help but think about what just happened. Your heart was bursting just remembering the kiss. You felt like a teenage girl experiencing some kind of first love. 

You softly giggled at your thoughts as you finished your shower. Stepping out of the tub, you reached over to a new towel to dry your body and apply some moisturizer on your face. As you rubbed the moisturizer between your hands, you glanced at the ring on your middle finger and smiled again. 

After changing into your pajamas (a pair of blue loose sweats and a white cropped tank top), you blow dried your hair. Once you were done, you walked out of the bathroom and into your shared room with Jeno. He was laying on the bed, having finished his shower earlier than you. 

He smiled and watched as you put your things away. He shuts off his phone and places it on the nightstand next to where he’s sleeping. You walk over to the bed and lift the covers up so you could slide in next to him. 

“Hi.” You softly say to him and he shortly laughs before greeting you back. 

“How was your shower?” He asks and you snuggle into the pillow. 

“It was relaxing, how was yours?” He turns his body to face you. 

“Good, I feel clean.” He replies and you stare into his eyes. 

Hesitantly, you bring your pointer finger up and trace his facial features. You traced over his eyebrows and nose before making your way to his mole under his eye. He laughs and his eyes turn into those little crescent moons that you love so much. 

“I love your eyes.” You say and trace over his eyelashes. 

“I like when they turn into moons when you smile.” You say and he laughs before grabbing your hand and placing it on his chest. 

You can feel his heartbeat, it was speeding up. You chuckle softly and look at him with your eyebrows raised. 

“My heart does that every time I think about you.” He softly says and you nuzzle your face into your pillow, getting shy. 

“Stop it.” You say and giggle. 

‘It’s the truth.” He says and brings your hand to his lips. 

He places a chaste kiss onto the back of your hand before placing it back onto his chest. 

“When we get back home, would you like to go on a date with me?” He asks, staring straight into your eyes. 

You nod your head and your lips curl up into a smile. “I would love to.” 

You lift your head up from the pillow and Jeno opens his arms to let you embrace him. His arms wrap securely around your figure and he sighs in content. 

“Goodnight, Jen.” You say to him and nuzzle in closer to his body. 

“Sweet dreams, princess.” He says and places a quick kiss onto your head before nuzzling into it. 

The both of you stay in that position all night long. His heartbeat and touch brought a sense of comfort to you and you didn’t ever want to let go of that feeling. Meanwhile, the boy next you was feeling the exact same way. 

-

Jeno wakes up the next morning reaching for your body only to be disappointed when he opens his eyes and realizes you’re not there. He rubs the sleepiness from his eyes and gets out of bed. 

Making his way to the kitchen, he’s greeted by the sight of you cutting up some fruit. You were so focused on cutting the watermelon that you didn’t hear him approach you. You slightly panic when you feel arms wrap around you from behind but once you recognize the rings, you instantly smile. 

“Good morning, sleepyhead.” You say to him and he grumbles in response. 

He places his chin on your shoulder and looks over at the watermelon that you’re currently cutting up. 

“That looks good." He comments and you giggle softly. 

“Do you want a piece?” You softly ask and feel his head nod on your shoulder. 

You grab a piece that you’ve already cut up and raise it to his lips. He opens up and eats the fruit from your hands. 

“Yummy?” You ask and he nods his head again in response. 

The conversation dies down after that. Occasionally, you would feed him pieces of fruit while he gladly ate them. Once you cut up enough fruit for all of you guys to enjoy, you turn around in his embrace to look at him. 

He smiles at you and leans in closer. He closes his eyes, going in for a kiss but you’re quicker. You shove a piece of strawberry into his mouth and he grumbles. 

“Someone might walk in.” You say softly and he shakes his head. 

“I don’t care. Let them see.” He says and leans in again. 

You shriek and escape from his grasp with the bowl of fruit in your hands. 

“Go wash up.” You tell him and he grumbles softly before walking into the bathroom. 

Today, you were all going to the beach and having a bonfire night. You put sunscreen, sunglasses and two towels in your bag, one for you and one for Jeno. After packing up the bag, you walk over to your duffel bag and pull out your baby pink bikini. 

After changing into it, your hickey was on display for everyone to see, so you looked into your bag for an oversized shirt. Jeno walks in just at that moment and whistles at you. You stand up from where you’re bending over and roll your eyes at him. 

“What are you looking for, princess?” He walks closer to you and you sigh. 

“I’m looking for an oversize shirt to wear over my bikini, but I don’t think I packed any.” You pout and he laughs before unzipping his duffel bag. 

He digs through his bag and pulls out a gray t-shirt. He looks at it for a second before walking over you and handing it to you. 

“Here you go.” He says and smiles when you grab it. 

You slip it on and look at yourself in the mirror. His shirt barely covered your ass but at least you were more covered than before. 

“Thanks, Jen.” You say and turn to place a quick kiss on his cheek which makes him blush. 

He waits for you to grab your bag before holding his hand out for you. You take his hand in yours and the both of you walk to the beach, catching up with the rest of your friends. 

-

You were sitting on the big beach towel with Mina and Yunjin and catching up on last night’s events. 

“I knew it!” Yunjin squeals and pulls you into her embrace. 

You laugh and pat her back while observing the boys play in the water. Haechan was on Mark’s shoulder, Chenle on Jeno’s, and Jisung on Jaemin’s while Renjun was the referee. They were playing chicken fight and trying to knock each other off. 

You grabbed your phone and quickly took photos of Jeno just for you to keep before taking pictures of the three of you. After spending about 3 hours in the sun, you all agreed that it was time to go back to the house. 

Once everyone was back, they all went to their separate rooms, tired from their beach day. You quickly washed your feet before slipping into bed with Jeno for a nap. Jeno’s arms were around you and he had that devilish smirk he always has on. 

He sits up and lays on top of you, his necklace dangling over you. He slides his shirt over his head and  you widen your eyes and try to stop him but he pins your hands above your head. He leans in and starts placing kisses on your jaw before going lower. 

You softly moan and try to break free from his grip, wanting to touch him. He slightly chuckles before releasing your hands. Instantly, they travel to his hair and you slightly pull on it. He sucks particularly hard on your soft spot and you let out a loud moan. 

“Quiet, princess. We don’t want everyone hearing you do we?” He says to you with his head tilted as if he was mocking you. 

You whimper and bite your bottom lip to keep the noises from coming out. His hands teasingly run up and down the sides of your torso. 

“Jeno.” You softly whisper and he chuckles. 

“I know, baby. You gotta be patient okay? Can you do that for me?” He asks, looking into your eyes and you nod your head. 

“Good girl.” He says and his fingers slowly go towards the waistband of your shorts. 

Your belly button piercing on display for him to see and he groans at the sight of it glimmering underneath him. He pushes his fingers against your core teasingly which draws out a whimper from you. 

“Take it off please.” You beg and he almost cums at how whiny you sound. He slowly pulls your shorts down and sees the growing wet spot on your pink lacy panties. 

“You’re such a slut.” He degrades and you whine from his usage of words. 

“M’ not.” You defend and writhe underneath him. 

“No?” He asks teasingly before sliding a finger in between your folds through your panties. 

“Jeno.” You moan loudly at the contact and he brings his hands over your lips to muffle the noises. 

“Quiet baby.” He says and removes his hands from your mouth while leaning into your neck. 

‘You’re so wet, princess. Who are you so wet for huh?” He asks while sliding your panties down to your thighs. 

Your glistening folds make his dick grow even more and he can’t help himself. He slides his finger through your folds teasingly as you try to contain your moans. Your hands go around to his back and grip him tightly. He slips a finger into your hole and you squeeze your eyes shut. 

You moan loudly at the feeling of his fingers inside of you, not answering his question. Jeno groans at your lack of answering and rips your panties off your body. You gasp as you hear the tearing of fabric.

“Jeno! Those were my favorite.” You say and he darkly chuckles. 

He moves one of his hands from your waist to your neck. His grip tightens and you gasp at the feeling of your airway being blocked. 

“You answer me when I ask you a question, princess.” He says seductively and stops pumping his fingers into you.

You whine at the loss of friction and he squints his eyes at you before pulling out completely. 

“No.” You quietly whimper out and Jeno tightens his grip around your neck even more. 

“Answer me.” He growls and you can feel your heat getting wetter. 

“You!” You say, trying your best to get the words out. 

He smirks and brings his lips back onto yours. His grip gets even tighter making you feel light headed from the loss of oxygen. He slowly lets go of your neck and pushes his finger into your heat again. You moan into his lips and he feels his cock getting harder. 

He pushes in another finger and you moan into his ear. “Jeno please!” You beg and he laughs cockily at you. He kisses your cheek before moving to your ear. 

“Please what, princess? What do you want?” He asks and you groan in frustration. 

“Please. Mphh… Want you inside me.” You say, whining when his fingers start to pump faster and harder into you. 

“Jeno! M’ gonna cum!” You babble and he groans into your ear. 

“C’mon princess, cum all over my fingers. I know you can do it. You’ve been such a good girl.” He says and edges you on even more. 

Your moans grow progressively louder and Jeno has to clamp his hands over your mouth again to muffle them. You feel the knot in your stomach tighten before it breaks. You finish with a loud moan that’s muffled but he doesn’t stop his ministrations. He moves his fingers even faster causing you to try to push him away. 

“Jeno! M’ sensitive!” You muffle out, gripping his arm hoping that he’ll remove his fingers but he doesn't. 

He grabs your hands and pins them against the bed again. He licks a stripe up your neck and sucks harshly again, leaving a trail of his marks starting from your ear all the way down to your chest. 

“Jeno, I’m gonna-” You're interrupted when a second orgasm washes over you and you let out a shrilling moan, hoping that no one was awake to hear. 

"That's it baby.” He says and slowly pulls his fingers from your heat. 

You babble and hum out incoherent words as you try to catch your breath. He pushes his shorts past his dick and gets on his knees. You look at his angry red tip. He was so huge and you gasp as you try to squirm away from him. 

“Jeno, I can’t.” You attempt to say through heaving breaths but he just laughs and grips your thighs to bring you back closer to him. 

“Yes you can, baby. I know you can take it." He says and spreads your legs further apart. He lines up his tip with your entrance. He lets out a quiet groan when he feels your gummy walls around him. 

You bite your lip to not let you moans out as you feel his bare dick inside you and you try to catch your breath. He was so much bigger than you expected. The stretch was too painful as he quickly pushed himself all the way in. He was bigger than anything you’ve ever taken before.

“S’ too big.” You mewl out and he laughs. 

You were fueling his ego even more and you didn’t even know it. 

“I know, baby. I know.” He says and stays still for a bit so you can get used to his size. After a minute, you nod your head and give him the green light. 

He pulls out and slams himself back into you causing you to put your hands over your mouth. You chant his name in your hands like a mantra and that only fuels him more. 

He starts thrusting inside you harder, faster, and deeper. You quickly wrap your hands around him and shove your face into his neck. He was reaching places that you didn’t even know existed. Your vision was so blurry, you felt like you were seeing stars. Your freshly done nails scratched against his back and biceps. 

“I can feel you, baby. You’re almost there.” He says into your ear and you nod your head. His grip on your hips were so tight, you were sure there were going to be bruises tomorrow. 

‘C’mon baby, cum. Cream all over my dick.” He says raspily into your ears and that’s all you need before the knot comes undone, creaming all over his cock. He groans at the sight and chases after his own orgasm. 

He finishes inside of you and leans his head into your neck. He places kisses all over the marks he left on your body. You smile and run your fingers through his hair. Giggling, you pull his head away from your neck and place a quick kiss on his lips. 

He smiles and leans his forehead against yours. He breathes you in deeply with you doing the same. The smile never leaves both of your faces. Your tummy was so warm with his cock buried inside, you didn't want him to pull away. 

However he does and you wince at the loss of him. His cum leaks out of your whole and he reaches down to push it back in. 

“Jeno!” You yelp and he laughs before sliding his finger out. 

“Didn’t want it to go to waste.” He says while looking at his art work. Your core was throbbing with spurts of white escaping and he felt himself getting hard again but he knew you couldn’t go on anymore. 

He grabs his discredited shirt off the floor and wipes at your core before grabbing another pair of panties from your bag. He slides it up your thighs and places a kiss over them before pulling his own shorts and boxers up. 

You get up from the bed to go pee before getting back into bed with him. He wraps his arms around you again as you lay close to him. You sigh blissfully as he places his head in between your boobs. He gets a perfect view of your neck covered in his marks from there and smirks. Your hands go to his hair and you start playing with it. Sooner or later the both of you pass out from exhaustion. 

-

Your eyes flutter open as you look around for Jeno but he is nowhere to be found. The sunlight from earlier is now gone. You get out of bed and change into a pair of sweats. You knew it was a bit chilly outside since you could see the tree leaves swaying back and forth. 

You go to Jeno’s bag and pull out a black hoodie. Quickly slipping it on, you walk outside to the bonfire where everyone is sitting. You walk up to Jeno who gestures for you to sit on him. You sit down on his lap and wrap your arms around his neck. 

He passes the blunt to Jaemin before wrapping his arms around you. 

“Do you want a drink, Yn?” Jisung asks and hands you a cup filled with jungle juice. You slightly thank him before taking a sip. 

“Good?” The man under you asks and you nod your head at him. 

He glances at your hoodie and notices that it’s his. He doesn’t say anything but he smiles at the thought of you wearing his clothes again. 

You watch the fire as everyone around you engages in their own conversations. Looking around, you catch Jaemin looking at you and Jeno. He brings his hands up and gives you a thumbs up which causes you to laugh slightly. 

You look back down to Jeno to find him already staring at you. He slightly chuckles and intertwines your hands together. You smile sheepishly and he can’t help but to plant a kiss on your cheek. You gasp and hit his shoulder lightly with your free hand while he laughs. 

You pull your phone out from your (his) hoodie pocket and furrow your eyebrows when you see that Giselle started following you on Instagram. Quietly, you show it to Jeno who rolls his eyes. 

“Just block her, that’s what I did.” He says and you nod your head but you don’t actually do it. You just turn your phone off. 

-

Unfortunately time flew by too fast and you found yourself in class 3 months later. Your professor was rambling on about something that you could care less about. You looked at the clock and let out a breath of relief when you noticed that there was only 5 minutes left of class. 

Quietly, you start packing up your bag and shutting down your laptop. Just as you finish packing, the professor dismisses you guys while talking about the assignment due next week. You jump out of your seat as soon as she’s done talking and quickly walk out. 

Your phone pings and you look at it while walking. 

we’re waiting for you baby -jen

okay, coming! :) -princess 

You quickly speed up and walk over to the parking lot where everyone was gathered around their cars. You happily skip to Jeno who’s leaning against the hood of his car. His arms open wide as he waits for you to embrace him. 

He groans when you throw your arms around his neck and smiles. 

“Missed you.” He says and squeezes you tighter to him. 

“You just saw me this morning.” You say with a giggle and he shrugs his shoulders. 

“I always miss you.” He admits and kisses you quickly on the lips. 

Jeno and you finally made it official a few weeks ago after “talking” for two months. You guys were on a date like usual only this time you guys were walking in the park and enjoying the first snowfall of the season. 

“I love the snow.” You say, smiling wildly as you catch a falling snow in your hand. 

Jeno observes the way your eyes light up as you bring it closer to your face to inspect it. He felt his heartbeat fasten and he knew he had to ask you right then and there. He tugs on your hand that he was holding and you look up at him. 

What’s wrong?” You ask as you stare into his eyes. 

Jeno inhales sharply before looking at you. 

“Will you be my girlfriend?” He asks quickly and your eyes widen. 

You softly let out a laugh and wrap your arms around him and he reciprocates. You pull away and plant a kiss onto his lips before pulling away and squealing with a “Yes!” 

He laughs at your reaction and brings you in closer. His hand going to cradle your head as he connects both of your lips together again. 

Your arms go to his waist as you hold him tightly while kissing him back. He pulls away and you nuzzle your head into his chest. His arms squeeze and pull you in closer. The snowfall started falling harder but you both didn’t care. You stood there in each other’s embrace as the snow hit the ground.

“Let’s go.” Jaemin says and the eight of you pile into the cars to head over to lunch. Jeno opens the passenger door for you and you quickly get in before he closes it and rushes over to the driver’s seat. He gets in and places his hand on your thigh. 

You smile and grab his hand that’s on yours before he reverses his car and pulls out of the parking lot. Jeno wasn’t in your plans when you first arrived but you’re so glad he meddled his way into your life. As you look over at him, you smile and press a kiss to his cheek which makes me smile. 

His eyes make those cute little crescent moons that you love so damn much. He brings your hand to his lips and kisses the back of it before placing your hands back into your lap. You fell hard for Jeno and you still continue to fall hard for him. 

No amount of measurements could measure how happy you feel right now. If falling for someone felt this good, you would’ve done it a long time ago. But then again, maybe it only feels good because it’s Lee Jeno you’re falling for. 

End.

Thank you So much for reading my first ever fic! I spent so much time planning and rewriting this, but I'm glad to finally have it out for you guys to read. Sending you lots of love and kisses!

xoxo, jenoroyals

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BY THE WAYYYYY YOU NEED TO TEACH ME TAGALOG 😁🙏🏻

omg aisha in her tagalog era ?!!?!? im here for it !!!! <33 we will get u a donny pangilinan at the end of the sessions bestie :'3

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bring me back. | n.jm

— wherein you find solace in the only hands that know how to hold you right.

彡★ tags: angst, no clear plot

彡★ warnings: implications of d*pression and mental health issues

彡★ pairing: na jaemin x afab!reader

彡★ a/n: i found this in my docs with the title "i'm back," but am i really? life has been hard lately and i've been a lot of ways lost .. so i came back to the only peace i know: writing. i hope you like it if this finds you :) and if you're going through the same thing, well, i hope we find the feeling we've been looking for.

it was dark, and it was cold, and the only light shone from the lamppost not far from the bench you were sitting on. 

you were hoping your friends were looking for you by now, hoping that maybe even just your roommate would be wondering where you were hanging about at this ungodly hour. maybe she’s been texting your inner circle, even if you knew no one would be able to tell her where you were. 

but that would be asking for too much, you supposed. 

you’d already been burdening everyone around you these past few weeks. your presence felt dreary, like you brought with you a dark cloud wherever you walked. your friends could see it in the dark circles nestled underneath your eyes, in your smile that lacked the joy you always held between your pearly whites, in your responses that remained short (but never nearly as sweet as they used to be.) 

days turned to weeks and before you knew it, your route had cut itself in half as you find yourself skipping hangouts and study sessions, preferring to rush back home right after every class. you found more solitude in between your cotton sheets than anywhere else, even if they were places you once found comfort in. 

well, that was, until tonight, when you suddenly felt sick of the walls that kept you caged in these past few weeks and the voices that kept whispering heavy negativities into your ear. you got up, grabbed a coat, and started walking without looking back. 

you walked and walked and waited for a sign to stop, until you came across a lone bench by the campus boardwalk that faced right out on the ocean. the sound of the waves gave you the serenity you needed in that short moment, and as you sat down, you heaved a long sigh. 

a sigh long enough to let go of everything you’ve been carrying around these past few weeks. 

you realize long enough that you left your phone back in your room, so even if someone was out looking for you, they’d never be able to get to you until you returned home. 

you begin to get lost in your thoughts, at everything that’s been weighing you down and dragging you across the ground. you begin to lose yourself gradually, your mind drowning with the ocean waves crashing in front of you, and honestly? you just want to go down with them. 

but before you could even get past 6 feet downwards, a familiar voice calls from right behind you. 

“y/n,” it calls, with a voice that calms you. it was the only voice that could calm you after a long, tiring day. 

“jaemin,” you reply, but it comes out more of a whisper, as if the heaviness of everything you’ve been bringing around with you finally leaves your soul. 

“i’m right here,” he says, taking a seat beside you and wrapping an arm around your shoulders. you don’t even realize it, but you’re crying a river now. 

you’re finally able to let it all out. 

“thank you,” you say, nestling your figure against the warmth of his denim jacket. his arm finds solace on the small of your back and he rubs tiny circles there, just the way you like it. 

“i don’t know where you’ve gone these past few weeks, but i know you’re still in there somewhere. my y/n is still in there somewhere. 

“i’ll do whatever it takes to bring her back.” 

slowly but surely, he brought you back. 

he was the only person who ever knew how to bring you back.