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you and jake were childhood friends for the longest time you could remember and you liked it that way. ‘till the both of you went to college and started drifting apart.
you were somewhat fine with it, but at the same time, you weren’t. you both were in college with different majors and friends drift apart sometimes. it’s just, you weren’t sure if you ever thought of him as ‘just a friend’.
see, you and jake were friends, but it just got kind of… weird at one point.
in high school, you used to go over to his house like a normal person would, chill and watch movies with him. cool, right?
yea well, not really if one day, you went over, watched a movie, then somehow ended up making out with him on his own bed. so that was probably one of the reasons you two drifted apart. another reason was that you were a junior and he was a senior.
you both were on different floors and only really saw each other during lunch. it worked perfectly fine, until you made out with each other, then it didn’t.
after jake graduated his senior year, you guys called regularly. enough to stay kind of ‘friends’, but far enough to say ‘I kind of find this awkward and wanna hang up on you’ kinda friends.
three years later, you’re a sophomore in college and he’s a junior in college. you two major in entirely different things and the only things that correlates the two of you is a math course in different courses. more like a hell course for you, but you don’t wanna get into it.
you’re better at math, of course.
you guys do talk from time to time, but never really meet up. and when you say from time to time, you mean two months ‘time to time’.
you’re surprised about not forgetting about him from all these years, but come on, he has a very memorable face.
you were feeling some type of way cause you got compliments on your make-up today, so you took a picture of you with a lolipop in mouth in your bedroom mirror.
it was a cute picture and you liked it, so you decided to upload it.
little did you know, someone you knew very well would be jacking off to your pic in the minutes you uploaded the pic.
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jake was in his room just scrolling on insta and just liking shit that was on his page, until he saw a picture of you on your bed licking a lolipop.
he didn’t expect you to be uploading anything, let alone yourself looking… pretty.
jake on the other hand, felt himself stuck on your picture. he felt himself getting hot and hard and tilted his head down to see himself half hard.
he hasn’t really done this much just cause, well it’s a picture and he knew he wouldn’t get off on it with his own hand, but shit, he might as well try.
he put his phone down for a sec and took his dick out. jesus, why’d he have to get hard so quick? he’d picked up his phone again, looked at your photo and started stroking it slowly.
he let out a few moans here and there looking at your picture, but he never really felt close to cumming at all.
he let his phone down and tucked his dick back in his pants. he didn’t wanna call you right now and tell you that he’s hard, it’d be weird, rude and inconsiderate…
too bad he’s doing just that.
jake picked up his phone again and called your number. “please pick up, please pick up.” he mumbled under his breath.
you were watching tv peacefully, until you got a phone call. you paused your show and picked up your phone expecting a spam.
to your surprise, it was jake. he rarely called, like ever. you hesitated to pick up, but you did either way.
to his surprise, you picked on the second ring.
“hey, what’s up? you okay?” you said as you were laid down in your bed, just watching tv.
“yea um, can you come over? just need to talk to you about something.” jake said softly as he was sitting down on his bed, contemplating whether he should come up with something to talk to you about, or just make something up and hope you wouldn’t mind sucking his dick.
he chose the second option, obviously.
“uh, what do you wanna talk about?” you hoped it wasn’t about homework with him cause that was already as difficult as it was already, so what did you need to come over for?
shit, jake didn’t think this through. he thought you were just gonna accept coming over, but no, you just had to ask questions. he should’ve known better. he came up with the first thing in mind.
“i need help with the math homework. you’re the only person who actually understands how trigonometry works and… i need you, alright?” jake hoped that you’d accept the stupid ass lie that came straight out of his mouth.
he didn’t really lie through the stupid lie, he sucked ass at math.
you silenced yourself on call and threw your head back in your bed. fuck. that’s literally the ONLY thing you didn’t want to do. you’d rather him ask you to suck his dick for free and you’d do it. well for a hundred, maybe.
you un-silenced the call and said yea. you couldn’t help but say yes, you were a person pleaser.
“thanks,” jake said as hung up the phone. thank god he came up with that stupid ass excuse. but he hasn’t seen you in well, forever. he was weirdly nervous to see you again.
you on the other hand, were having a fit that you had said yes to him. you didn’t want to get up from your bed, you were cozy. but whatever, you dragged yourself into this mess. can’t be complaining now, can you?
you got up from your bed and started packing your math notes into your bag and you were good. you put your shoes on and left the dorm all annoyed, but nervous to see him again.
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as you got to his dorm room, you hesitated to knock on the door but forced yourself to.
as jake heard the knock on the door, he walked up to it. jesus, why’d he have to do this? he didn’t even need help in math, he was doing perfectly fine. well, more like a low c in math fine, but so what, it’s a good grade.
he opened the door, saw you, and holy fuck, you were gorgeous. not that you weren’t pretty in high school, but… wow. he looked you up and down pretty quick, and moved to the side so you could come in.
“thanks. nice place,” you said as you made your way into his place. you never thought you’d be here, but here you are. in his place.
he closed the door behind him and looked at you. this was awkward to say the least, but he just needed help with homework, right?
“um, my room’s this way if you wanna study in there,” he asked quietly.
“sure,” you said as you made your way down the hallway and into his room. it had a warm atmosphere and a faint smell of vanilla, it was nice.
jake closed the door behind him and the two of you started studying with the notes that you brought.
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after a bit of time passed by and it turned one, the two of you were still working on math. and surprisingly, he was actually getting most of the questions correct.
“correct. huh.” you said, eyebrows furrowed together with a tiny smile on your face.
“huh, what? surprised that that got it right?” jake said, being all cocky and whatnot.
“no, surprised that you’re kind of smart and don’t really need my help on these types of questions,” you said putting your pencil down and leaning back on the chair.
“guess i’m not that stupid, am i?” jake said as he looked you up and down.
your stomach did this weird thing that you didn’t want to feel but whatever jake was doing, it was definitely… working in his favor.
“agree to disagree,” you said as you straightened yourself up to look like you have some sort of confidence left.
“oh that’s how you feel,” he said with a stupid smirk on face while looking away. god, you just wanted to kiss it off his face. wait, what the fuck? you… shouldn’t be thinking like that, this is just studying, right?
either way, you laughed it off with him and got your things to pack up and leave.
“you’re leaving?” jake asked as his smile faltered. as it wasn’t crazy to say, he didn’t want you to leave. he wanted you to stay.
“yea, i mean, i have early classes tomorrow so,” you said as you stood up, put the chair back in it’s place, and walked into the hallway.
that was a lie. you couldn’t stay because you couldn’t trust your thoughts when you were around him, you knew you’d act on them in any type of way you could.
jake got up and followed you into the hallway, why’d you have to leave? why couldn’t you just stay, it was one in the morning anyway. “want me to walk you to your car?” he asked you, all calm and gentle with you.
you hesitated to say yes, but it was late and you were lowkey dreading to go alone. you didn’t wanna kidnapped or worse.
“come on, it’s late.” jake said as he put his hands into his pocket. you finally made up your mind and said yea.
as the two of you took the elevator, you talked about random things like the bad teachers, the good ones, friends, and school in general.
as you two got to your car, you guys just talked and talked, like you two didn’t wanna leave each other. i mean you guys were friends before… that incident happened. whatever, you’re being dramatic, it was just a kiss.
“um, call me if you need anything, or if you need help on homework.” you said to him as you opened the back door to your car and put your bag there.
“you know i will.” jake said quietly as he kept his eyes on you. god, you looked so pretty in the night, you didn’t even know. he doesn’t even know how to explain it, you just look… beautiful.
the two just looked at each other for a second too long, but you broke eye contact, unsurprisingly. “um, could you come over tomorrow?” he asked.
your eyebrows raised in surprise for a sec before letting them down. “uh, yea of course. for what?” you asked, stupidly soft and warm like you always did.
“just… to see if i get the material you taught me.” that’s a lie, he just wanted to your pretty face again.
“yea, no problem,” you said as you closed the car door with a tiny smile on your face.
he saw the small smile on your face and wanted to kiss you so bad, even he couldn’t deny it himself. should he? he should. it might be weird to ask, but he never really knows, does he.
“can i kiss you?” jake blurted out. shit, he shouldn’t have said it like that. but was there any better way to say it? maybe there was, he doesn’t know neither does he care.
you froze up and looked at him. the only thing that came out of your mouth was, “what?” you weren’t particularly shocked he asked you cause of all the shared looks and the small teases, but damn, take a girl out to dinner first.
“i know that we were friends for a while and i ruined it by kissing you, but i just… i don’t want that anymore, the awkwardness of calling, not seeing each other like we did, i want to see you smile because of me, i-i want you in general, i want-”
you grabbed his face and kissed him. he really needed to shut up from time to time, he talked too much. a habit he got from you.
a few seconds after, you pulled away from the kiss as you played with his hair from your hands. “you talk a lot,” you said with a smile on your face.
jake smiled and kissed you back. it was soft and comfortable, but he wanted more. while you guys kept kissing, he pushed you against the car as soft as he could and brought you closer than you could’ve been.
he kissed you like you mattered to him and of course you did, but he wanted to show it more. he pulled away from the kiss, your breath mixing with his.
“i need you. please, i-i need you so bad.” jake said, his tone getting desperate, eyes traveling down in places he could only imagine touching.
you could feel him getting hard and shit, he was… you hate saying it, but he was big.
“in the car?” you said all quiet and soft, breath ragged as your eyes looked over his face.
jake nodded his head impatiently, like he didn’t wanna wait for you to ask. he opened the car door and you made your way inside. it was a jeep your parents paid for and the windows were tinted, thankfully.
he got in and kissed you immediately after, his hands all over you. he brought you on top of him with his hands running up and down your body.
“can i?” he said quiet, tugging at your top. you took it off slowly, teasing what was underneath. as you took your top off, showed a cute lace bra with a tiny bow in the middle.
he couldn’t wait to take it off of you.
you looked like an angel, just sitting there on top of him, looking like a fucking dream.
“my eyes are here, y’know?” you said lifting his head to look at you. he nodded his head, too infatuated with you to speak. you kissed him softly and you felt him melt into it. his hands wrapped around your waist and moved you back and forth.
you untied his sweatpants and took his cock out and he was already leaking with pre-cum. you wiped it off with your middle finger and put it in your mouth while looking at him.
his breath became uneven looking at you sucking at your finger, cheeks hollowed out like you were sucking his cock.
as you took your fingers out of your mouth, you dragged your fingers down your body, slowly making your way to the tip of his cock.
his breath hitched as you touched him there and god, he wanted to be inside you so bad.
“wait, no condom?” he whined out, his head tilting back in pleasure as you stroked him painfully slow.
“do you see any in my car?” you said frustrated, yet desperate as you lined yourself up with him. you felt yourself getting wetter by the second and gosh, you didn’t even know you could get this wet.
“oh, fuck.” he said almost immediately, looking up at you, basically begging you to be inside you.
you lowered yourself down on to his cock and his tip stretched you out. you weren’t even sure if you could suck him all in. you gripped onto his shoulders of comfort and tried, but couldn’t.
“need some help there?” jake said all cocky like he was the shit when he clearly wasn’t. still the same person he was when he was in high school.
you rolled your eyes, but yea, you needed help. “yea, i kinda do.” jake’s thumb rested on your clit and started rubbing it softly. your mouth gaped open in pleasure and you clung onto his shoulders in desperation.
“feels good?” he asked softly as he kept rubbing your clit and lined himself up against your slit again.
you nodded your head, too lost in pleasure to even reply to his words. he slid himself into you as his cock stretched you open while you were dripping all over him already.
“you’re okay, easy. just breathe it out, okay?” jake said.
a shaky inhale goes through your nose and out of your lips. your thighs are slightly trembling, and jake looked more wrecked than you did. didn’t know that was possible.
you sank down on the rest of his length. saying that it was overwhelming was an understatement. you felt him everywhere. the feeling’s overwhelming, it’s full or hot and you feel him stretching you in places that borders on too much for your liking.
“fuck, you’re tight,” he breathes out as he leans on your shoulder, holding your hips tight to keep himself together. it definitely wasn’t working well.
you start rocking your hips back ‘n forth at a slow pace, something that you knew you could handle. finding a rhythm, you grind down, the wet sounds of the two of you filling the silent car.
his head leans back, eyes fluttering shut as he grips onto your hips to keep you going.
“baby, you have no idea how good you feel.” he said gentle soft, holding you while you rode him.
you hesitated to pick up the pace, but you placed your hands on his chest and rode him slightly quicker than you did before. the new pace makes his cock hit your cervix deeper, you whine out, head dropping forward in pleasure.
he takes his chance to lean forward and kiss you, all tongue and desperation into it. he pulls back, breathing messed up and looking at you like he needs more.
“my god, you feel fucking—perfect,” his voice cracking at the end of his sentence.
you’re chasing friction from him at this point, something hot and warm building up low in your stomach. you could feel him fighting his urge by the way he grips your waist tighter, to flip you on your back and fuck you into the car seat.
“god—you take me so well baby,” he moaned out as he couldn’t hold himself back and he bucked his hips into you.
“fuck,” you moaned out, your walls clenching around him at the sudden movement.
“sorry—you feel too good, i can’t help myself,” he said with his hands tightening around your hips.
you could tell that he was losing his self-control towards you. he started babbling, half-words, half-praises telling you how tight you were, how pretty, how perfect.
“please let me cum, please,please,” he said, desperation dripping from his tone. “please, i’ll be so good,” and that pushes you towards the edge. the way he barely holds his self composure, the begging tone in his voice.
he cums after you, whines and curses constantly falling out of his mouth, hips thrusting up as he spills inside you.
you both fall apart over each other, slick with sweat, breathing ragged.
he pulled you in, giving you a kiss on the nose.
“you okay?” he muttered, quiet and soft.
you leaned in and gave him a kiss.
“i’m okay,” you muttered back.
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ᢉ𐭩 ending note:::
had to rewrite cause i lost the fucking draft i first had of this, got me mad at 1am. so glad i finally finished this. lowkey haven’t wrote in a minute and in a minute, i mean eight months, so… yea. might be a lil rusty but shi i tried my best.
⭑songs to listen to for the plot: slow dance -> clairo, WEST DISTRICT -> pnd, hold me down -> daniel caesar, recognize -> pnd ft. drake, false god -> taylor swift & dRuNk -> zayn
summary: you two came back from a party and you thought you were gonna come back drunk, meanwhile jake was definitely proving you wrong.
have fun reading!
you and jake have been dating for a year and a half or so and you were type to get blackout drunk. he was the type to bring you back to his apartment and take care of you while helping you throw up in his bathroom sink.
but in this situation, it was clearly the opposite this time. three hours ago, the two of agreed to go to a party and you promised that you wouldn’t get drunk. maybe you were a bit tipsy and you got a few drinks, but that was it.
meanwhile with jake, he was drinking on top of drinking and you knew he rarely drank excessively, so you let it slide since he always let it slide when you got drunk.
as you got to you and jake’s apartment, you were carrying all of his weight basically. you closed the door behind you with your and didn’t bother locking it.
you led jake to the couch and gently sat him down carefully, trying not to let him slouch over himself. my god, he needs water immediately.
“i’ll be right back, i just need to get you water.” you said as you walked away into the kitchen with hearing his whines behind you.
“come back.” jake slurred out as he tried to get up, but had failed to stand up by himself.
you laughed to yourself as you opened the fridge and grabbed cold water from the bottom.
you walked out of the kitchen and and made your way back into the living room where jake was sitting and stood in front of him.
“here’s your water.” you said as you passed him the water. jake suddenly pulled you by the waist and now you were on top of him, trapping him between your thighs.
you weren’t sure this was supposed to happen, but you didn’t mind it. he was your boyfriend.
you looked back and tried to put the water back, but he just pulled you closer to him like a kid trying not to get his ipad taken away.
“jake, what’s wrong?” you asked him as you took his head out of your chest and held his head into the palms of your hands.
“nothing, i just love you a lot. and-and wanna marry you one day maybe.” jake said, slurring his speech while his accent was slipping through. god, you loved his accent.
when he said he’d marry you one day, you thought he was insane, but being married to him someday wouldn’t be the worst idea since this is what you’d be dealing with.
“you have problems.” you said while rolling your eyes, but not shutting down the thought of marrying him.
“if we get married then we could figure it out together and have like, kids-”
you covered his mouth because you didn’t know if he was talking bullshit or telling the truth. you didn’t know if you even wanted kids or not.
“stop talking please, i beg of you.” you said as you pulled your hand away from his mouth because he licked it like the crazy person he was.
“sorry. i’m just- i like you and love you a lot.” he said in a quiet, yet regretful tone. he looked cute with his messy hair and his stupid glasses.
you giggled at him because of the way he was acting. he was weirdly cute when he was drunk. sometimes he was usually closed off about himself, but you could get used to this. without the drunk part of course.
“why are you laughing?” jake asked as he sulked when he thought you were laughing at him.
“because you love me too much, that’s why.” you said lovingly as you gently ran your fingers through his hair, trying to fix it, but making no progress.
jake looked at you like you were candy and pulled one of your curls only to see it bounce back.
“your hair’s pretty, like you. i like it.” he said mesmerized by it and wondering how it got like that.
“thank you, now stop touching.” you said delicately as you took his hand in your hand and kissed the back of his hand.
“god, i love you.” he said in a gentle tone as hugged you tight, his head resting on your chest.
“oh my god, really?” you said smiling to yourself, adding some type of sarcasm to your voice.
“don’t do that.” jake said as he looked up with furrowed eyebrows. he didn’t like when you acted sarcastic with him, but he looked too cute to not aggravate him.
“okay fine, i’ll stop.” you said as you brought him back into your chest.
god, you loved him too much.
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thanks for finishing this if you read till the end.
intro::: brother’s best friend ex-friend sunghoon x reader no mature content in story roblox mentioned
꩜songs i recommend you listen to for the plot: flaming hot cheetos -> clairo, wish i loved you in the 90s -> tate mcrae, hello? -> clairo, a dream with a baseball player -> faye webster, & that way -> tate mcrae.
in summary: you and sunghoon both went to the same high school, but barely talked junior and senior year because of your brother being, well your brother. being protective, as the usual. but with sunghoon being an ex friend, there was always something there. you never figured out what it was, but it was always just lingering there. waiting for something to pull it apart or break it. It had finally broke. but in the end, you guys just talked about… roblox. more like he did.
𐙚⋆°.minor warnings: swearing, kissing, and that’s it.
just to let you know, i don’t stand with roblox on their decisions & their pedos and i hope you don’t either.
anyway, let continue this… thing of a story i made up.
you and sunghoon weren’t that close as you wanted to be. you two were close in freshman year, but during sophomore year, he got a girlfriend and stopped hanging out with you completely.
i mean, at least stay in contact, but you couldn’t control what he wanted to do even though you wanted to, so badly.
during your junior year, your brother, transferred to your school and somehow became friends with sunghoon. what a coincidence! now you had to see your ex-friend and your brother walking around school.
at the beginning of senior year, sunghoon found out his girlfriend was cheating on him. with his other friend. it had been going on for like, two weeks before she’d been caught.
now, sunghoon just comes over to the house to play games with your brother while you just chill upstairs, waiting for sunghoon to leave.
not that he makes you uncomfortable, the man’s beautiful as fuck, he looks like a statue.
you’re just, not that ready to face him yet since he kind of ditched you for his girlfriend. well, ex-girlfriend.
now that it came out of your mouth, you sounded jealous. but you’re not, you know you’re not.
sunghoon had came over to your house once again and him and your brother were playing in his room.
you were looking for your charger and for some stupid ass reason, you couldn’t find it.
“where the fuck is it?” you muttered under your breath as you looked under your bed for it. news flash, it wasn’t there.
then you heard the bathroom door close. it was probably sunghoon. you got up from the floor and walked out of your room. god, you were going to kill your brother if he took your charger.
you walked down the hallway and you barged into your brother’s room, thinking he was there.
“did you take-“ you froze mid sentence to not see your brother, but sunghoon there. just chilling on the floor.
sunghoon looked up almost instantly after he heard your voice. he knew you were his brother’s sister, but you looked… different. good different obviously.
you just looked down at him not knowing what to say.
“sorry.” you muttered out, turning your back to him and going to close the door.
“angel.” you froze in the middle of the doorway. he used to call you that a lot when he begged you to give him homework answers or when he just talked to you in general.
his voice was higher when he called you that nickname before he got taller and his voice got deeper.
“don’t… you don’t have the right to call me that.”
you said before closing the door behind you and as fast as you could to your room.
why the FUCK would he say that? great. now you’re gonna be reminiscing about how he used to call you that in freshman year even though it was three fucking YEARS AGO.
god, you wish you weren’t always stuck on nostalgia while everyone was moving on with their life.
sunghoon froze up when he saw you walk in your brother’s room by accident.
and for some reason, the nickname ‘angel’ went out of his mouth.
the nickname just rolled off his tongue like him seeing you was normal when he hasn’t had one interaction with you since sophomore year.
sunghoon froze up when he saw you. he didn’t even mean to call the nickname, but it just felt right.
when he heard you say he didn’t have the right to call you that, he understood what you meant immediately. he didn’t have the right to call you that because he ditched you someone else.
it wasn’t even a someone, it was his ex-girlfriend. and that somehow made it worse.
twenty minutes later, sunghoon and your brother were playing roblox and god, it was full of screaming in there.
after the fifth time of dying in arsenal, he needed to use the bathroom.
“can i use the bathroom?”
“yeah, go ahead.” he mumbled as he kept on shooting other players.
sunghoon put the controller down on the ground, got up off the floor and made his way out of the room.
after using the bathroom, he was gonna go back to your brother’s room, but he saw your bedroom door open down the hallway.
he was deciding whether to go to your room or not, but his mind got the best of him and he walked up to your room.
he leaned on the doorway and saw you studying on the carpet floor instead of the desk that you had.
huh, reminds him of how you used to force him to study for any kinds of tests that he had so he didn’t fail. it was cute of you to worry about him like that.
you felt like someone was watching you, so you looked at your doorway and saw him.
“what do you want?” you said as you closed your notebook.
“you shouldn’t have your door open. creeps could be lurking.” he said naturally, completely dodging your question.
god, he always invaded your personal space like it mattered to him. what did he want anyway? he’s never in here.
“my question still stands, what do you want?” you said slightly annoyed, but somewhat glad inside that he was here.
“just wanted to see you.” sunghoon said as his hands made their way out his hoodie and he walked into your bedroom.
“could you maybe ask before you make your way into my room?” you said now annoyed with him as you got up and sat on your bed.
“you’ll be fine, shortcake.” sunghoon said as he sat at your desk and turned to look at you.
you and him stared at each other for longer than you’d like to admit, but you didn’t hate it.
“is there something on my face?” you said sarcastically, your face dead-panned as you stared back.
a smirk came up on sunghoon’s face, showing off his fangs.
“no, just taking in how pretty you turned out to be.” sunghoon said as he got up and sat on the opposite side of your bed, giving you space.
“wow, thanks.” you hated that he made you feel things no one else could make you feel.
you hated that you couldn’t hate him for whatever reason you had. maybe because he was your friend or something?
why were even making up excuses, you knew you liked him in freshman year all throughout senior year, but you were just butt-hurt because someone else dated him first.
you looked away from him, thinking about the stupid comment he said.
hm. he called you pretty.
“why’d you ditch me in highschool? i’m not obsessing over it, i just wanna know.” you tried to ask casually but it came out bitter.
you just wanted to know why he left the second a girl liked him.
“i don’t know. maybe it was because a girl liked me for the first time and i didn’t want to let that go.” sunghoon said looking down from your gaze, not wanting to look at your reaction.
you looked at him for a second and realized that he was still the same person he was when he was fourteen.
the way he looked down or fumbled with his fingers when he was nervous. the way he looked at you like you were the love of his life whenever you were just talking like a normal person.
my god, you sound delusional when you think it out loud.
“you were stupid for leaving me, i hope you know that.” you mumbled out as you looked down, slightly shaking your head like a disappointed mom.
sunghoon chuckled to himself knowingly. “i know, no need to rub it in.”
he looked over at you and his body made its way closer to you, like a magnet pairing up with you.
you purposely bumped shoulders with him, but you did it gently. and he did it back. HE DID IT BACK.
“so is this fixed… or?” sunghoon lightly said as he looked over at you and fidgeted with his fingers, a nervous tick he had.
“i don’t know.” you muttered out shrugged your shoulders in confusion. you didn’t really know if it was fixed for good or not.
sunghoon looked down and stopped fidgeting with fingers.
“tell me how to fix it, or if it can be fixed.” sunghoon said softly, his eyes grazing over your body like he couldn’t help himself.
you saw his eyes look all over your body and fuck, the way you wanted to skin this man alive for the way he looked at you like that.
the two of you just stared at each other for a second and for some reason, you were the first to snap.
all of the sudden, you grabbed his collar and kissed him. you didn’t know why you did it, you just did.
as soon as it happened, you snapped out of it as you realized what you were doing.
you pulled away from the kiss almost immediately after it happened.
“sorry. i-i don’t why i did tha-” you didn’t even get a chance to finish your sentence before he pulled you back into a kiss.
the kiss was pent up with uncertainty and confusion within thee both of you, but it definitely seemed to work out.
as the two of you kept on making out without a worry, you forgot about one thing; your brother.
sunghoon’s been gone for about fifteen minutes and he hasn’t noticed?
“sunghoon!” your brother yelled out.
‘fuck.’ was the first thing that crossed your mind. you pushed him off of you and panicked.
“go to my desk! what are you doing just sitting here?” you said going back onto the floor where your studying shit was.
sunghoon got up from the bed and practically tripped over himself when he sat down.
your door opened and you saw your brother in the doorway.
he examined the room like the weirdo he was and saw sunghoon.
“what are you doing in my sister’s room?” he said, not really wanting an explanation, just wanting sunghoon of your room.
“i was just-”
“get out of her room.” your brother said with a monotone voice and having a face at him the whole time.
“i’m telling dad.” he said as he walked out the doorway and into the hallway.
“you’re not telling shit.” you said back at him as if he would even care what came out of your mouth.
as sunghoon made his way out of your room, he looked back at you. god, you still looked the same but even prettier than before.
“go. before my brother throws a fit.” you said as you weren’t even focusing on your essay anymore, just him.
sunghoon chuckled to himself as you spoke about your brother. he knew you guys loved each other, you just bickered a lot over shit that wasn’t important at all.
“you still suck at roblox.” sunghoon said teasingly, making fun of you for games when he knew that wasn’t your specialty.
“fuck you.” you said annoyed by the fact that he was right, you did suck at it.
he liked it when you cussed at him. not in a weird way, but like he missed it since he hasn’t heard it so long.
“do your essay, angel.” sunghoon spoke out like silk before closing your door behind him.
now you for sure weren’t focused on your essay. and it was all because of sunghoon.
i deeply apologize for whoever was waiting, i’m honestly just busy with work since its been kicking my ass taking extra shifts. kill me now vro, i’m tired.💔
but tanks for making it to the end brochacho, u a real one fr. send me prayers actually.
::: introduction. college!au roommate!au sunghoon x fem reader mdni roommates to lovers romance mature content jongseob mentioned ꩜songs i recommend you listen to for the plot: TiO-> zayn, worst behavior -> kwn ft. kehlani, poison -> brent faiyaz, girl you loud -> chris brown ft. tyga, west side -> ariana grande, hotel -> montell fish, girls need love -> summer walker ft. drake :::
⋆˙⟡shit to be aware of in the story: sunghoon being a bitch to you almost the entire time after he finds out you have a thing for Jake but turns somewhat soft in the end, name calling, just a bit of arguing, bit a fluff at the end, weed mention, drinking, house parties, jake being a bad second lead (i love bae, trust🤞) cursing, etc. and for the smut, reader’s first time, kissing, oral (f receiving), overstimulation, slight mention of dacryphilia, sunghoon doesn’t know when to stop, missionary and cowgirl position, some aftercare, there’s just, a lot. ᢉ𐭩 nothing in this story is true and if you think it is, are you stupid? no offense.😃
in summary: you and sunghoon had been roommates for ten months or so and every thing had been going fine. you needed to move closer to college and you looked online for a while, then found sunghoon. after a week, you moved in and he helped you. he had his closed off attitude, but he was nice to an extent. after you moved in, it was a bit awkward the first few weeks. then you both had gotten comfortable with each other and everything was okay. then after five months, you met his friends and saw jake. the two of you started talking and after a month, you hit it off with him. guess who didn’t like that… sunghoon.
p.s, this is my first time writing, so pls just bare with me.
you had been roommates with sunghoon for a while and everything been going pretty good. you had just got done with hanging out with your friends and they honestly tired you out with how much they played around, it was like taking care of children.
as you made your way up to your shared dorm room, you started to hear some… sounds coming from the other side of your door. “what the fuck?” you thought. was he actually having sex while you were gone? i mean you weren’t the boss of this man, but have some decency at least.
the fucking audacity this man has. you just jiggled your keys very fucking loud and played with the doorknob to let them know you were there outside and the moans stopped immediately, thank god. the door had opened and a girl popped out with her keys. she looked flustered, not gonna lie. well no shit, the girl just had sex.
“was it that good?” you said to her and she walked away quickly. was it what you said? you just walked in your dorm and closed the door behind you. smelled like… sex. “you had fun?” you said, teasing sunghoon as you put your keys on the counter.
“shut the fuck up.” sunghoon said all mad at you. “why’d you have to come at the wrong time?” sunghoon said while he was putting his shirt back on. it wasn’t your fault for wanting to come home and take a nap, and you still had homework to do.
“can i not come here when i want to?” you said as you sat on the couch. you probably shouldn’t be sitting here, but you couldn’t give two fucks out of your pocket, so. “i couldn’t care less when you can or can’t come here, i just don’t want you talking the girl when she walks out.” sunghoon said annoyed as he played with his hair a bit and got up from the couch to go to the kitchen.
he didn’t have to gag you like that, but he wasn’t wrong. you always said something to the girl when she was leaving. you didn’t know she was talking to him about it though. ‘sorry’ was the only thing that could basically come out of your mouth.
“wonder what that mouth’s good for? definitely not apologies, that’s for sure.” sunghoon said as he was looking for water in the fridge with that stupid smirk on his face. “really? that’s how low you’re going?” you said in slight disbelief as you got up from the couch to go to your room.
he really didn’t have any shame in himself did he? meanwhile sunghoon was watching you walk away as he grabbed his water. you finally made it to your room and laid down on your bed in complete comfort and happiness. until, your phone rings in your pocket. goddamn it, can you not get a break for like a second?
you took your phone out of your pocket and the person that’s calling you is your friend, yua. you fucking loved the girl, but this was not the time. you picked it up and you heard instant chaos. “i need help!” yua said, sounding slightly panicked.
“what happened?” you said kinda worried about her, and then you heard him. jongseob. “she needs help picking out a outfit for the party.” jongseob said doing homework unbothered as yua gave him a side eye for his comment. that party was today? fuck.
“you really need to stop calling me for shit like this.” you said, now annoyed at the girl that’s on the other side of the screen. “why?” “because now i need to get ready for it and I forgot about it.” you said rolling your eyes, then you heard another voice. jiwon. “you forgot about it?” she said coming into the screen with yua.
“it’s not my fault, i’ve been busy with… homework.” you said as an excuse because you’ve been doing something else. “we both know that’s bullshit, you’ve been calling and texting jake the whole fucking time.” okay, she wasn’t wrong. the two of you were going good and hopefully would take it further than kissing.
“okay, but that’s all him. i just reply.” you said getting up from your bed and sitting down on your chair near your desk. “have you guys even had se-” “shut up! why would you even ask that?” they were bickering. again. ‘bye! I’ll see you at the party, okay?” “wait, don’t you need-“ and she hung up.
you just put your phone down on the desk and thought for a while. wait, what are you gonna wear? you got up from the chair and looked in your closet. there was tank top that you could wear. no, fuck that. you looked at your three dresses. a short flower one, a normal black one, and a short black sequined one. this just made you realize, you’re basic as fuck.
you wore the flower one first. you looked at yourself in the mirror and you looked like a fucking kid. what the hell? it kinda made you look boxy. yeah no. when you wore the short black sequined one, holy shit, you looked better than good. black heels, gold jewelry, and you were good.
after you got ready, you put your shoes on, grabbed your phone and keys and walked out your dorm. you just figured that sunghoon was sleeping since you didn’t hear him and it was 10:30 at night, so.
as you walked and walked, you had met up with your friends and you had gotten in jiwon’s car. the drive was pretty long, so you guys were just busting music in the car meanwhile jongseob and yua were singing their hearts out to baby by justin bieber.
as you had gotten there, the first thing you heard was the music and the whining jongseob was making of already wanting to go back to the dormitory.
“can we go back? i don’t wanna be here- boo hoo, suck it up buttercup. i’ll stay with you, okay?” you heard as jiwon reassured jongseob that he’ll be fine. you laughed to yourself as all of you had walked up to the house party and you were the last person in the group to walk in.
the first thing that hit you was the smell of weed and alcohol. might as well get wasted, right? you just made sure you stuck close to yua to make sure the two of you didn’t get lost. then you saw a face you didn’t want to recognize. sunghoon. yay! so happy. now you were agreeing with jongseob, you really wanted to go back to the dorm.
“i’m gonna go get a drink, okay?” yua said you. before you could anything out of your mouth, she left to go get a drink. you weren’t sure if she was your favorite person ever now. you were walking around till you saw sunghoon and walked the opposite way immediately.
where the fuck was jake? he’s the only reason why you came to the party. goddamn it, so much for a good looking man i guess. you just roamed around the house for a good minute until you found the kitchen and went there and grabbed a drink.
as you took a cup of it, it tasted like pure alcohol and the drink was red as fuck. wasn’t there supposed to be like, fruit punched added to this shit or something? whatever. you were too annoyed to give a fuck since you couldn’t find anyone you came with and you couldn’t find jake. at all.
an hour into the party, and you had spotted jongseob making out with someone, yua was playing beer pong with frat guys, and jiwon looked sober, but knowing her, she was tipsy at most. she was definitely not gonna be the one driving.
you had stopped drinking after your third one since you knew you were a lightweight and you were a bit tipsy, but still had the cup in hand. you were just roaming around the house with your cup in hand until you saw sunghoon.
you wanted to be honest with yourself, you were kinda avoiding him because of the comment he made back at the dorm. not because you were uncomfortable, but because you were honestly going to jump at the man and eat him alive because of the stupid ass comment he made.
you’ve probably liked the man and been getting off him for who knows how long, but you’ve been distracting yourself with jake to forget about your feelings for sunghoon. it definitely wasn’t working as well as you thought it would, that’s for sure.
you looked away immediately as he looked back at you. the worst thing is, you wanted him to notice you. and you hated that. he knew it too.
you just kept on walking around as you thought he was still flirting with the girl he was hooking up with, but he had different plans. you had felt a hand grab your wrist and you pulled away immediately. you turned around and saw sunghoon’s stupid smirk on his face. you didn’t know whether you wanted slap it off or punch it off his face.
“what happened to jake? did he leave you for another girl or what?” sunghoon said smugly as he put his hands in his pockets. “fuck off sunghoon.” you said annoyed, slightly slurring your words before you turned around and tried to leave before he grabbed your wrist again and pulled you back.
‘you’re tipsy, you need to go back to the dorm.’ he said slightly worried that you weren’t in your right headspace. ‘let me go.’ you said trying to make him let go, but he wouldn’t budge. “where’s the other tipsy one?” “jiwon?” you questioned him.
“yes, who else?” sunghoon said with a bit of sass in his voice. you weren’t in your right mind to keep on staying here and you wanted to leave, but you didn’t want to leave jongseob, yua, and jiwon here.
“want me to take you home?” sunghoon asked hesitantly as he didn’t know if you would say yes or no. you looked at him like he was crazy. “do you wanna kill me?’ “are you fucking stupid? why would you ask me that?” sunghoon said as if you were insane.
“sorry you’re never nice to me. i would, but i can’t leave them.” you said apologizing not even knowing what you’re apologizing for. “them as in your friends?” sunghoon asked as you gave him a head nod in return.
“okay. i’ll give you my keys and if you lose them, i will fucking kill you, and i’ll find your friends, how’s that sound?” sunghoon said as he took his car keys out of his pocket and handed them to you. this bitch was actually sounding reasonable for a second. finally. “sounds okay.”
“you know what car i drive, don’t be stupid, okay?” sunghoon said to you delicately, a tone you’ve never heard at all before. you just nodded your head because you didn’t trust yourself to speak after that.
you just saw him walk away to go look for your friends and you just walked out of the party to look for his car. after like a minute of looking, you saw the black jeep not far from the house party. you unlocked the door and hopped into sunghoon’s car.
15 minutes later, he had came back with all three of your friends. jiwon looking kind of tipsy, yua being blacked out of her mind drunk with jiwon carrying her, and jongseob being drunk and complaining about not wanting to leave when he literally wanted to go back to the dorms an hour ago.
“i wanna go back in-” “start with that bullshit and i’m decapitating your head.” jiwon had said to jongseob, slightly slurring her words as she put yua in the right seat and got in the middle as sunghoon put jongseob in the left seat.
as sunghoon got in the driver seat, jiwon spoke up. “wait, i can’t just leave my car.” “you can’t drive, you’re drunk.” sunghoon said as he was the only person with common sense in the car. “I’m tipsy, not drunk.” “it’s the same shit, just stay in the car.” you said quietly, defending sunghoon.
she shouldn’t be driving to the dorm tipsy, she would get her license taken away for driving under the influence. “whatever, I only took one drink.” she said as she made her way over jongseob and out the car. you were going to say something until sunghoon started the car and drove away from the house party.
“the fuck are you doing?” “if she wants to go get her car, let her. not my problem if she gets a dui.” sunghoon said stern, still looking at the road. okay so, he’s actually insane. who the fuck leaves somebody at a party tipsy, more so possibly drunk?
“sunghoon drive the fuck back.” “y’know. i’ve seen you take care of your friends when they were drunk and it’s kind of pathetic of you honestly.” sunghoon said with no hesitation in his voice and ignoring your statement. there’s the bitchy attitude he always had.
you looked at him with pure hatred and annoyance in your eyes, then looked away because you knew he wasn’t wrong, like always. you were almost always there for jiwon, but she wasn’t there for you when you asked her to be. same went for your other friends, it always had to be them first, and if it wasn’t, you’d be called ‘fake as fuck’.
sunghoon finally looked off the road for a second to look at you. he knew himself he was right. “you know I’m right.” sunghoon said as he looked back on the road. he was mad because he felt like you were being taken advantage of and he didn’t like that. not one bit.
“just stop talking.” you said in a quiet voice filled with something in it. was it sadness from getting taken advantage of as a friend or was it just being angry at him calling your friends out and saying you were pathetic? maybe both.
“jake wasn’t there.” “don’t start with the jake bullshit.” you were tired of sunghoon being a bitch and bringing him up almost every single time you guys talked. if you weren’t in a situationship with jake, you would’ve thought sunghoon was dating him.
“the fuck you mean don’t start with jake bullshit, you’re the one who needs to get your act straight.” “the fuck does that mean?” you have never wanted to slap somebody more in your life. god, you hated this fucking man with your whole heart. i mean, he’s being a bitch, what’s stopping him from acting like a jackass too.
“it means nothing.” “it definitely means something when you’re going against me.” you said as you looked at him in slight disbelief that he was going against you. i mean, yea, it was his friend, but you knew that jake wasn’t accidentally doing this shit, he was doing it on purpose.
“both of you shut up.” jongseob said, slightly slurring his words. “yea, why can’t you guys just fuck it out?” yua said next, her just adding fuel to the fire. you just closed your eyes and laid your head back against the seat, wishing a black hole would come by and swallow you whole.
out of the corner of your eye, you saw sunghoon clenching his jaw and fuck, you hated that this man looked so fine driving, you wanted him to become the black hole that swallowed you whole. welp, there’s no getting out of this shit.
after the agonizing long ass drive, sunghoon had stopped the car and you got out. as you opened the car door from yua’s side, you saw her sleeping peacefully and took her out the car. and on sunghoon’s side, jongseob was having a fit.
“i want emily, i don’t want you.” “please just cooperate with me.” sunghoon had said annoyed and frustrated as he put jongseob’s arm around his shoulder and got him out the car. you were just laughing to yourself as you closed the car door and the two of you walked the two drunk people to their dorms.
after you and sunghoon had gotten to yua and jongseob’s dorm, you couldn’t get in because of the key. then sunghoon found the key in jongseob’s pocket. after two of you got in, you carried both of them to their rooms and you got to yua’s room.
damn, it was nice in here. you just carried her to her bed and laid her down. you honestly didn’t wanna change her pair of clothes, but you’d just be a bad friend if you didn’t so, you did that and left her room. she’s gonna have the hangover of her life tomorrow.
as you left her room, sunghoon left at the same time and closed jongseob’s door. “you done?” you said quietly. you wanted to be mad at him, but for some reason, you couldn’t. it’s like something was blocking you from hating him and you couldn’t figure out what it was.
“yea, ready to go?” sunghoon said faintly, eyes roaming your face before they stopped at your lips. before he realized what he was doing, he just stopped almost immediately. your brain malfunctioned for a sec and you wanted to pounce on the man. you just nodded your head like you were a normal person not going insane over him and walked past him.
meanwhile sunghoon was going crazy because you clearly couldn’t see him eye-fucking you into oblivion and it was tearing him apart piece by piece. god, he doesn’t know how many times he’s jerked off to the thought of you moaning his name while he was fucking you stupid.
he doesn’t even know why jake’s dating you for shits and giggles when he knew you gave a fuck about him a lot more than you led on. he knows he could treat you better than jake could even though he knows he’s been acting like a bitch for the past couple months.
but the thing is how was he going to tell you jake was keeping you as a side piece for fun. ‘hey! jake’s been keeping you as a girlfriend for funsies, don’t take it personally.’ yea no, she’s gonna kill jake. and he’s gonna be the one to blame because he didn’t tell her when he knew a long time ago.
as you and sunghoon walked down the hallway further away from yua and jongseob’s dorm room, it was just quiet between the two of you. it wasn’t awkward, it was just… quiet.
you were thinking of how were going to talk to jake about him doing that bullshit back at the party he didn’t even go to. more importantly, jiwon. you hate that you thought about her, but you couldn’t help it. you still resented sunghoon for leaving her there at the house party drunk and still don’t understand why he did it.
meanwhile with sunghoon, he’s thinking of how to tell you jake’s cheating on you. i mean, there’s no soft or better way to say somebody you love is cheating on you, so he’s just gonna say it straight up. he just doesn’t have the guts to keep it from you and know it’s gonna ruin whatever you had for jake indefinitely.
as the two of you made to the dorm room, sunghoon opened it and went in first as you went in last. all the energy was drained out you and you were just tired from everything that happened tonight. until sunghoon just had to open his mouth.
“could i talk to you for a minute?” sunghoon said lightly, you could barely hear the words he spoke, but you could still hear him. you honestly weren’t functioning properly without your sleep and that’s all you wanted right now. “can it wait till morning? i’m just tired right now.” you said faintly, closing your eyes for a second, then opening them back up.
“it can wait, it’s important.” some sleep just went away because the fuck does he mean ‘it can wait.’ it’s past twelve so no it really can’t, you need that shit. “don’t start acting like a prick just because i won’t give you attention.” you said annoyed by the attitude he was giving you.
“i’m just asking you for a minute, that’s all i need.” “i’m not giving you a minute, i’m tired.” you said fully annoyed with him now and just waiting for him to do something stupid so you have a reason to slap him. “please just listen to me.”
“fine. what do you have to tell me that’s so impor-“
“jake’s cheating on you.” he utters out quickly.
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utter silence.
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jake’s what?
you just went silent, like your relationship with him was falling apart in front of you and you couldn’t do anything about it, you didn’t even know if should even call it that. was it all a joke to him or something? god, you just wanted to find jake and tell him off, but knowing yourself, you’d do more than just screaming.
sunghoon on the other hand, felt horrible for how he told you. he should’ve just waited till morning to tell you, but he was being difficult with you and was just eager to get it out of his system. he shouldn’t have told you like that.
“i’m sorry, i wanted to- “how long?” sunghoon stopped talking when you interrupted him. “what?” “how long was he cheating?” you said faintly, your voice small and cracking bit by bit as you just stared at the ground.
sunghoon didn’t have the heart to tell you because he knew you wouldn’t breakdown in front of him, but rather do it in your room. “a month after you guys started dating.” damn. so you really just kind of just got played by somebody you actually liked. that’s great. but how does sunghoon know?
“how long did you know?” you said quietly, voice slightly cracking in the process of asking him. sunghoon was caught off guard from your question. he thought you’d be busy crying already, but here you are. “for a month. he told me he hooked up with somebody else cause you were… hard to get inside of.” sunghoon said hesitantly. fuck, he shouldn’t have said that.
you were honestly hoping he was lying, but knowing sunghoon’s mannerisms when he was lying, he wasn’t. you just nodded your head, turned around, and walked yourself to your room to cry in there. fuck. sunghoon just stood there, wanting to move and knock on your door, but knowing you wouldn’t open it made him not do it.
he just walked down the hallway went into his room, and closed the door. meanwhile in your room, you were having a crisis. you had changed into your pajamas crying and grabbing your phone from your purse to call jake. you know you shouldn’t, but you just wanted to talk to him to see if he could explain himself.
one call, missed. second call, missed. third call, missed. fourth call. missed. god, you hated being desperate, but you couldn’t help it. you just wanted him to pick up knowing he wasn’t going to. on the fifth try on calling him, you just gave up and put your phone on the dresser. then you just crawled up into a ball on your bed and quietly sobbed like your life depended on it.
thing is, you weren’t even tired anymore. you were just draining yourself from crying and thank god you didn’t have class in the morning. meanwhile, sunghoon was texting jake until he got a text that made him want to go through the screen and rip jake’s head off.
jake, 1:04 am: she’s annoying. why does she keep calling me?
sunghoon, 1:04 am: i don’t know. maybe just pick up and see what she wants?
jake, 1:05 am: nah, hooking up with chloe rn. just keeping her around till i get in her pants and leave
sunghoon tried not to crash the fuck out because what the fuck was wrong with jake? he wanted to reach into his phone and tell jake of how horrible a person he is but he could honestly go fuck himself for all sunghoon cared.
sunghoon, 1:05 am: ur such a piece of shit
jake, 1:05 am: what?
sunghoon, 1:05 am: you need help
sunghoon didn’t give jake time to reply because he blocked him almost immediately after. it clearly wasn’t enough to get jake out of his life, but god did it feel nice. but he didn’t forget about one thing, you. he knew you weren’t okay and wanted to go check on you but was second guessing himself on the thought.
he put his phone on his desk and got up. now he saw himself in front of your door, just standing there like a creep waiting for something to happen when nothing was going to. he hesitated to lift his hand to knock on your door, but he did it anyway.
on the other side, you were still curled up into a ball until you heard a soft knock at your door. you got up out of bed and cracked opened your door to see sunghoon on the other side of it.
sunghoon wanted her to open her door fully so he could see her completely, but knew not to push her and just let her go at her pace until she did. surprisingly, you opened your door enough so he could see you entirely and your eyes were red. like, really red and puffy. you somehow still looked pretty to him, no matter how you looked.
you just realized how probably looked right now, but didn’t care at the moment. why was he even here? “what do you want?” “i’m sorry for telling you like that, i should’ve just waited till morning to.” sunghoon said to you in a quiet tone, like you were fragile to him and something he didn’t want to break in a way.
sunghoon didn’t know how to apologize to people since he rarely had to do it, but when it was you, he just fell apart and wanted to do it as meaningful as possible. you just looked at him with something in your eyes, but he couldn’t detect what it was. hatred maybe?
you thought that his half-assed apology was good enough at one in the morning, he could do the rest in the morning. “it’s okay.” you said lightly before sunghoon spoke again. “don’t do that.” you looked at him confused. “what are talking about? “act like you don’t give a fuck when you do. you do it a lot.”
damn. he knew you well. you absolutely gave a fuck about whatever just happened to you, you got cheated on and cried about it for god’s sake. you hate when he over-examines you like your an important person to him when you’re just a friend, but it does make you feel seen whenever he does it. it’s cute.
but why didn’t he tell you now when he knew all along? that’s what pisses you off because he knew, he just decided not to tell you for whatever reason he had. “sunghoon, why didn’t you tell me when jake cheated?” you asked him, the question lingering on your mind finally slipping out of your mouth.
“you guys got together at the start of exam season and he cheated during exam season. if i told you what was happening at that time, you probably would’ve stabbed somebody with a pen.” sunghoon said as he stated when you and jake started dating and when he cheated. he’s right, you started dating jake at the start of exam season. how does he know all of this?
“makes sense.” “yea.” sunghoon said quietly as his eyes started roaming your face and his eyes landed on your mouth until he looked at your eyes and stepped closer. you didn’t feel the need to stop him for some reason and you just stood there till he got close enough to where you could feel each other’s body warmth.
sunghoon felt like he wasn’t thinking straight and when he stepped closer, he just closed off whatever doubt he had and placed his hand around your neck, stepping even closer to you than before.
“i know we kind of hated each other, but—can we forget it? just for tonight at least?” sunghoon said with softness you’ve heard rarely when he talked to you.
you were surprised he talked and sounded like that to you, like it was normal for this to happen when it wasn’t. you slightly nodded your head, but he looked like he was stalling on something. it was cute.
sunghoon wasn’t sure if you actually wanted this to happen. you just got told you were cheated on and he wanted to make sure you weren’t using this as a distraction, so he slightly backed up.
“you sure? i just wanna make sure you’re not using this as a distrac-”
“sunghoon, i’m okay. i’m not using you as one.” you said quietly with a small smile forming on your face as you pulled him closer by his shirt to where he was before.
“i want this, i want you.” you said as you ended up kissing him, something you thought you’d never end up doing.
as the two of you kissed, he froze up a little before his shoulders relaxed and he kissed you back. his arm had circled around your waist while your arms slid around his neck, pulling your bodies closer together than before.
the kiss was soft and sweet at first, but then it escalated into desire and wanting more than just that. sunghoon had led himself into your room and closed the door behind him with his foot, leading you backwards into the bed.
as you fell into your bed behind you, the kiss had broke between the two of you. “fuck, you’re beautiful.” sunghoon said out of breath from the kiss, longing for more than just a shared kiss between the two of you while his hands sneaked under your shirt.
your breath had hitched as his hands had slipped underneath your shirt. with sunghoon’s cold hands touching your lower body slowly moving upwards, you kissed him again, pulling him down onto you.
while the kiss went on, his hands were traveling up towards your chest, and you wanted more. as his hands went more towards your chest, he rolled your nipple between his thumb and index finger, causing you to moan and pull away from the kiss.
“god, keep making those pretty sounds for me.” sunghoon groaned as his kisses went down your neck, creating love bites along the way.
as his hand kept rolling your nipple, his other hand had lifted your shirt all the way up, giving him a full view of your chest to him. shit, you looked gorgeous.
his mouth locked onto your tit and he softly sucked on your nipple, swirling his tongue around it in soft and slow circles, his other hand making its way down your shorts.
your fingers had made their way through his hair, tugging at it lightly and his moan came in a muffled sound while his hand had trailed down your body.
sunghoon’s mouth had latched off of your nipple, giving kisses down your body while tugging on your shorts to pull them down. “you okay?” sunghoon said in a quiet tone, desire mixed with carefulness while looking up, pupils dilated, making sure you were okay.
you nodded your head, heavy breathing from all the desire that was building up inside you.
“i need a yes or no.” sunghoon said quiet, but soft as his hands lingered at the hem of your shorts. “yea, i’m okay.” you said looking down and seeing him on his knees. god, how you wish you could replay this.
sunghoon slowly pulled your shorts down along with your underwear, revealing your soaked pussy and fuck, he swore he almost came right then and there.
you started closing your legs before he stopped you, putting his hand in between your thighs. “keep them open for me, please.” he said softly as he opened your legs again.
god, you looked insane to him in the best way possible. his hand trailed down your body to your clit and started circling it with his thumb in a slow and soft pace for you so you could handle it.
you didn’t have a fast reaction, it was like it came slow, then you wanted more from him. more like his fingers.
“sunghoon, i want more. please.” you said surprisingly desperate, wanting his fingers inside you already. “god, you’re so needy already.” he said in sweet, but condescending tone, like he was annoyed you asked him for more when he wasn’t.
and yet, he carefully slides two fingers in you, causing you to slightly whimper. he starts to slowly move it in and out of you, causing the wetness of your pussy to slightly squelch everytime his fingers pulled in and out of you.
shit, this felt better than you imagined. his fingers were longer than you’d imagined, so that was just a given to him since you didn’t expect it.
“add another.” you said quiet, yet delicate, your body yearning for more. sunghoon looked at you softly, but he felt like you couldn’t handle it.
either way, sunghoon wasn’t about to decline the offer. he also made sure that he did it carefully and didn’t want to hurt you. as the third finger slid into you, a lewd moan had came out of your mouth.
“shit, did it feel that good?” sunghoon thought as he moved his fingers at a pace he thought you could handle.
then he moved his fingers a bit faster and circled your clit when he pulled out his fingers to calm you down, but it was just making it worse in the best way possible.
it’s like he was bringing you closer to release and taking his fingers out when you were close to cumming was insanely cruel to you.
you kept on squirming around because you wanted more, but grabbed your hips to get you to stop moving. “stay still for me pretty, okay?” sunghoon said in a soft voice.
“i’ll stay still when you stop doing that.” you said whining, but annoyed he wasn’t giving you what you wanted.
“i like seeing you squirm because of me. it’s cute.” sunghoon said gentle before he started softly kissing your inner thighs. god, you were going insane for this man bit by bit from the way he treated you.
but that ended quickly after the two of you heard a ring from your phone.
you and sunghoon both looked up towards the desk, but you couldn’t see who was calling. sunghoon didn’t want to leave from his place, but was too curious to who was calling you.
he hesitated to get up, but he did either way. he walked up to your desk and saw the caller’s name.
jake. with a fucking heart on it.
sunghoon’s eyebrows furrowed in slight irritation. why the fuck was he calling you? wasn’t he hooking up with chloe or something?
sunghoon picked up your phone from the desk and threw it on the bed next to your head.
“pick it up.” sunghoon said softly as he made his way towards the end of the bed again, but you heard the slight annoyance in his voice.
“are you insane? why would i do-” you said as you looked at him like he was crazy before you got interrupted.
“pick up the fucking phone.” sunghoon said as he got on his knees, the soft tone slipping away, leaving his voice with only irritation in it.
damn, you definitely shouldn’t have liked the way he talked to you like that. you grabbed the phone and saw the caller’s name and it was jake? now you really didn’t want to pick it up, but your thumb hovered near the call button and pressed it.
“hey. why’d you call? is everything okay?” jake said with this sweetness in his voice, something you liked when he used it on you. apparently you weren’t the only one he used it on.
you hesitated to answer him, but you did either way. “yea, why weren’t you at the house party? you invited me and i thought you’d-“
you suddenly stopped as you felt sunghoon lips on your inner thighs, getting closer to your pussy. you hoped he wouldn’t because you’d kill him. quite literally.
you almost forgot you were on call with jake, but you heard his voice again. “you thought i’d what?”
“i thought you’d come with me. you never showed.” you mumbled softly as sunghoon’s lips grazing against your bud.
sunghoon didn’t even know why he told you to pick the phone, he wanted you to just put the phone down and focus on him.
but, he already had you in the palm of his hand. sunghoon looked up at you, laid down on the bed looking like you were made for this. he finally gave a kitty lick on your clit and he heard your breath hitch, but that’s not what he wanted.
sunghoon had brought you closer by your thighs and pressed you flush against his mouth and heard you gasp and whimper immediately. god, you tasted like heaven. he’d die here if you’d let him.
“what was that? you good?” jake said over the phone, but you couldn’t really respond because of what was happening. shit, this was way better than whatever you used to do to please yourself.
“i-i’m fine.” you mumbled out quietly, gripping the phone hard. fuck, the way you wanted to moan out sunghoon’s name was insane, it was like he was doing on purpose.
meanwhile, sunghoon was having the time of his life eating you out like it mattered to him.
him teasing your hole with his tongue multiple times like he liked seeing you struggle not to whimper out his name.
him gently circling his tongue over your bud over and over while he gently sucked on it when he was done.
that was your breaking point. your phone dropped out of your hands and onto the floor, surprisingly not breaking. you grabbed a handful of sunghoon’s hair and guided him like he didn’t know what he was doing.
you moaned out sunghoon’s name as his hands rested on your hips, hands gently rubbing the sides of your stomach to calm you down while he was eating you out like a starved man.
jake paused on the other side of the phone. did he hear that correctly? sunghoon? the fuck are you doing that has you moaning out sunghoon’s name?
“what the fuck. yo, get off her!” jake yelled out on the other side of the phone.
sunghoon and you weren’t listening at all. he was too busy eating your pussy like it was made for him. you on the other hand, you were too busy moaning out sunghoon’s name like there weren’t other people in the building. eh, doesn’t matter, they’ve dealt with worse.
sunghoon put two fingers in you and started sliding in and out slowly as he coutinued to eat you out.
lewd noises were coming out of your mouth due to the amount of touch he was giving you. it was like he knew how to press the right buttons without even knowing your body like that.
“i-i can’t-” you were getting overstimulated and you felt like you couldn’t handle it. thing is, it wasn’t bad, it was getting too good for your own body to handle. sunghoon wanted advantage of that.
“you can, i know you can.” sunghoon mumbled as he put a third finger in you.
you felt yourself getting used to his fingers and started feeling that low heat building in your stomach.
but, he for some reason stopped. jake was still on call telling sunghoon stop and that he’s gonna ‘beat his ass’ in the morning.
sunghoon got up off the ground and grabbed your phone. god, jake was annoying as fuck when he played victim.
“fuck off jake.” sunghoon said irritated by jake’s voice and his ‘scary’ threats. after that, he completely turned off your phone, threw it on the desk, and turned to you.
god, you were beautiful. “you need more?” sunghoon said as he made his way back around the bed with your slick around his chin and lips.
“a little more, yea.” you mumbled as you got up from your hands and looked up at him.
he took off his shirt and threw it on the floor, it being long forgotten. holy fuck, the man looked like he came out of the movie twilight itself.
you fully got up and kissed him cause you couldn’t hold it together. his hand circled around your waist and brought you down onto the bed gently.
you tried to untie his sweatpants, but they were tied shut. you stopped kissing him for a second and looked down.
“why the fuck are these tied so tight?” you said laughing slightly at the situation. sunghoon also looked down and saw you trying to untie them.
“baby, just untie it.” sunghoon said, also chuckling to himself as he tried to untie himself and it finally untied.
“there you go.” sunghoon muttered as he stopped focusing on the tie and focused on you. he kissed you again, grabbing both your hands and pinning them against your head with his hand.
sunghoon’s other hand was taking off his sweatpants along with his underwear and he flicked them off onto the floor once they were down to his knees.
sunghoon pulled away from the kiss and let go of your hands, taking off your shirt. you pulled him by the neck and connected the kiss again. the kiss was messy and desperate, like the two of you needed each other to live.
sunghoon was teasing your bud with his thumb and you pulled away from the kiss. “sunghoon, please.” you said flustered, trying not to make this embarrassing as this already was.
“use your words, baby.” sunghoon said letting his hands gently roam all over your body. he knew what you wanted, but just wanted to drag it out a little longer.
“sunghoon, i need you inside of me.” you begged softly, already flushed out and wanting the teasing to be over with. you’ve never really done it before and you weren’t scared, but you’ve seen fifty shades of gray and they weren’t gentle in that movie.
“that’s all i needed, pretty.” sunghoon said as he lined up his tip to your entrance and pushed it in a little.
you gasped at the feeling of it stretching you out already, but he kissed you slow and gentle, like a reminder to make sure you knew he was there.
“you’re okay, i got you.” sunghoon mumbled out, struggling to holding himself back from putting himself deeper into you. god, you even felt like heaven.
you felt your eyes brimming with tears because of the sudden stretch and that wasn’t even all of him.
on the other hand, sunghoon was shamelessly turned on by the fact that you were crying. he couldn’t help it, but he felt like he was hurting you.
a tear slid down the corner of your face and he wiped it off. “you okay?” sunghoon asked in a quiet tone, feeling like a dick for wanting you this bad.
“i’m fine, it just hurts a little.” you said as you held onto his shoulders for support.
sunghoon took it as a sign to push in an inch into you and god, did you feel it immediately. you dug your fingers into your sheets like your life depended on it.
sunghoon didn’t want to drag it out and he was getting impatient minute by minute. he just slid himself slowly into you while he groaned at the feeling of being inside you.
you gripped the sheets as you felt him stretching you out. you struggled getting used to the burning feeling and the overwhelming stretch.
“sunghoon, i c-can’t.” you mumbled out, tears brimming before falling down onto the side of your face.
“you can handle it, baby.” sunghoon said as he gently slid out and thrusted back in. your eyes fluttered in surprise and your head tilted back in pleasure.
by the fourth thrust, you felt pleasure coiling up below your belly, and you let out something between a cry or moan, but he felt you tighten up and fuck, he wanted to cum right then and there.
“fuck… you’re gripping me baby.” sunghoon groaned out, pushing your leg up so he could hit your spot better.
after lifting your leg up, sunghoon kept thrusting against brushing against your cervix, making you moan louder each thrust.
“right there?” sunghoon mumbled in question as you nodded your head.
sunghoon had put your leg down, but he grabbed both of your wrists and pinned them against your head with one hand, using the other to play with your bud and going back to thrusting into you.
you felt yourself cry out and arch your back from the pleasure coming from the position. sunghoon saw that and fastened his thrusts.
“s-sunghoon, slow down.” you said whimpering, already feeling fucked out to even give a fuck.
but sunghoon wasn’t listening at all. all he was thinking and repeating in his head was you, you, and you. it was like putting a disc on repeat and it wouldn’t stop.
“you close?” sunghoon groaned out softly, thrusts getting sloppier and messier.
you nodded your head, too fucked out to even speak or mumble out a yes.
you were reaching your climax and sunghoon didn’t even look half way yet. all of the sudden, your vision had blurred and your body convulsed, releasing everything that was building up.
sunghoon let you release and let your wrists go as gently grinded against your cervix till you came down from your high.
but somehow, he was still painfully hard.
sunghoon gave some thought about it and flipped over so you were on top of him.
“give me one more, pretty girl.” sunghoon said desperately, practically begging for more while leaning against the headboard.
“sunghoon, i c-can’t.” you said softly as you could feel yourself getting wet from his words and wanting to do it again.
you could still feel him throbbing inside you and you felt his cock twitch inside you, which made you whine and you had to hold onto your headboard for support.
“please baby.” sunghoon said as he started to move your hips slowly.
you felt his cock move in your gummy walls almost instantly, feeling almost everything going in and out of you. you moved your grip onto his shoulders, trying to keep yourself steady, but couldn’t.
you were on the verge of tears as you felt yourself getting closer to that pooling feeling below your belly.
“sunghoon, wait.” you said desperate, despite being even wetter than before. you hated that your body wanted more despite what kind of words were coming out of your mouth.
sunghoon on the other hand, was chasing his own high and his tip kept brushing and hitting your cervix every time the two of you moved against each other.
you looked down to your stomach and saw his bulge going above your belly button. shit, you didn’t know he was going that far.
you were moaning out his name over and over like it was stuck in repeat into your mind.
sunghoon lifted your chin down and kissed you, silencing the moan that was escaping your mouth. the kiss was desperate and messier, the opposite from where this started.
meanwhile, sunghoon’s hands were roaming up and down your body while he helped you ride him.
you pulled away from the kiss, your moans getting louder than before and fuck, sunghoon loved it. he should’ve done this shit a long time ago if he wasn’t a prissy little bitch to you a month ago.
sunghoon kept hitting that spot deeper and deeper which made you cry out in pleasure and please’s.
“you’re doing so good pretty girl.” sunghoon moaned out as he was getting close to cumming.
you kept on riding against him until you felt your vision get and you cried out, almost screaming at that point.
sunghoon let out a repeat of curses until he reached his own climax and came in you.
the two of you both went limp into each other, sunghoon’s hands rubbing your back while your head was on his shoulder.
“you okay?” sunghoon asked in a quiet tone, still rubbing your back.
you just nodded your head, too tired to even speak. you didn’t even know sounds could come out of your mouth like that.
sunghoon felt you nod against his shoulder and let out a soft chuckle and gently grabbed your face and made you face him.
“you’re realizing what you just did?” he asked you while brushing your hair behind your ear and leaning back against the headboard.
“yea.” you said, voice raspy due to the moaning and crying coming out of your mouth.
“c’mon.” sunghoon said before gently sliding you off him. you held onto his shoulders for support and you winced at the feeling.
he put you on the bed softly and got up off the bed. “where are you-” “I’ll be back, don’t worry.” sunghoon interrupted you as he put his boxers back on and left the room.
a minute later, he came back and closed the door behind him, carrying white a cloth that looked damp, but you were sure it was warm.
sunghoon walked up towards you and got down on his knees, but you closed your legs. this was more intimate than you expected.
sunghoon softly smiled, then opened your legs to clean you up. it was… nice of him to do that. as he cleaned up the last of the slick on your thighs, he got up and put the cloth into your basket of clothes.
“dude, why’d you put it in there?” you asked in a soft tone, yet kind of annoyed he put it there.
did he hear you right? dude? “first off, the basket that’s full of clothes is going be cleaned in two days.” sunghoon said walking towards your dresser and opening random drawers till he finds your pajamas.
“second of all, we just had sex. i’m not your dude.” sunghoon said playfully annoyed as he grabbed out the first pair of pajamas he found and closed the drawer.
“god, you’re annoying.” you said as laughed to yourself rather than at him.
“and you’re beautiful, i love you for that.” sunghoon said quiet, but sweet, putting on your shirt and shorts for you so you didn’t have to get up and do it.
next thing, you found yourself being lifted up like a bride into his room and being put under the covers.
sunghoon made his way under the covers next to you and cuddled up with you.
“hope you know i’ve been wanting you since you walked through the door.” sunghoon said, holding your hand and playing with it.
“and what happened?” “i pussied the fuck out. i just had to act awkward around you.” sunghoon said as he rolled his eyes at the thought, while you were chuckling to yourself.
“well good thing you’re not a pussy anymore.” you said with a little smile on your face before you gave him a small peck on the lips.
“i’m not?” sunghoon said genuinely, wanting to believe that he wasn’t. “yea, you’ve upgraded to loser.” you said pecking his lips again for a bit longer.
“ha ha, funny. i’d rather be your loser, so it’s okay.” sunghoon said as he played with the hem of your shirt.
“you’re so cheesy.” you said playfully rolling your eyes, but kind of loving the stupid joke.
“and yet you’re still here.” sunghoon said quietly before kissing you gently, while you kissed him back.
god, you hate that you like the man this much.
I FUCKING FINISHED THIS BULLSHIT OF A FANFIC MY GOD. this shit took me over two months to write and i’m kind of disappointed in myself. honestly, credits to @ririkimura because ms girl actually helped me get a vision for the smut scene and frickin love her for it dude, i can’t lie. also credits to @zerocoded because her fanfics are honestly goated just like her, she helped me with the big ass words i was using throughout the story, and GOD the sunghoon fanfic she made was so good. i hope she gets more hype than she already has.
