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summary : Your favorite librarian is hiding way more secrets than youâre thinking.
authorâs note: Honestly I thought about making it into a real scenario but I was lazy and thought that making into a bulleted one would help...but oh look Iâm over 3k words, so you know what? Nevermind just enjoy.
Your head between the two palms of your hands felt heavier and heavier as you tried to push back the boredness that seemed to start to drench your body. Your eyes fixed aimlessly at one of the dirty and old walls of your school premises for a while now, from time to time your tongue darted outside to wetten your dry lips. You'd lie if you say you ever been this passive and inactive in your life; and yet you were getting paid.From the corner of your eyes, you could see the light of your colleague his cellphone reflecting on his face. He smiled stupidly at the little device as he kept scrolling on it endlessly. Suddenly his eyes darted momentarily to look at you.
"Hey, you sure you don't wanna get in-" he started but you cut him sharply "No, I've already told you, quit trying. You won't make me bulge".
He watched sadly at the lockers behind you once more. You knew that, in fact, he didn't want you to leave with him, no he actually wanted you to stay here; while he leaves to get some fun at the party that was happening few meters away from you. The both of you were paid to make this job so there was no way you'd do all the work, stay sat on this uncomfortable chair watching over those meaningless bags and whatsoever, while he gets his part of the fun. No way unless...A smile crept across your lips before you tried to get his attention back turning your pivoting chair abruptly to him.
"Well I could actually let you go you know," he raised his eyebrows at you intrigued "but only if you give 20% of your pay." you deadpan stated.
You saw his face fell and raise himself up as he yelled your name in disapproval, as a response you simply crossed your arms over your chest taunting him. It was calm for a short moment just to let your brains focus again on the music coming from the freshmen's party.
"Fine." he growled taking off his cap and armband before putting them on the desk before you "Deal."
You didn't even have time to express your joy as you watched him leave the room that he started to stag walking back into it. You intended to ask him if he changed his mind when you noticed his frightened face looking straight at the door, he called this time softly your name.You followed his gaze and your eyes opened slightly at your intruder. He wore an all-black outfit and hood, he indeed looked scary. His figure seemed to make your male colleague powerless against him and soon enough his feline eyes met yours, as he walked into the room. You finally raised yourself as he followed closely your moves.
"What do you want?" you find yourself asking,"Briefcase. No.52. Quickly."
You couldn't believe that you had the bravery to initiate a conversation with him. But it was indeed his deep and suave voice that just answered you now. You peeped the gun at his waist and furrowed your brows, obviously, he didn't miss anything of that since he turned himself slightly sideways to hide it from your eyes. What the hell is going on?
"I said quickly." he reminded you sternly bringing your attention to his face even though you could only see his deep brown eyes. "Fine, I will just need the token."
You were sure that you literally heard him snicker under the black and opaque fabric. But your colleague him seemed less pleased as you saw him mouthing you 'What are you doing?!'
"Too bad, I don't have one." you could sense the amusement in his voice as he stared down on you coming closer, "Too bad, no token, no briefcase." your daring answer opposed your demeanor as you find yourself taking steps backward.
He stopped and reached for the gun at his waist startling you. You closed your eyes scared to face the cold metallic object aimed at you but rapidly opened them back at the high pitched shrieks emanating from your comrade. Surprisingly he aimed it at him.
"I won't hesitate," he said calling your name lightly. "Give him the damn bag, I don't want to die please-" your mate begged you, "You heard him." the culprit seconded.
You rushed to the board where all the keys were fixed before grabbing the needed one and instantly spotted the locker no. 52. As you hurried to open it you started to get alarmed of a fuss going on outside. You should have slowed your actions and prayed for help to come, but you didn't. You harshly opened the locker and handed quickly the said briefcase to the odd guy.Your hand brushed against the cold leather of his gloves when he grasped it from you, he hung his head to the side and said to you his last words.
"Thank you."
He left quickly the room as if he never was in there in the first place. If it wasn't for your breathless colleague now sat on the frigid floor holding up his chest, you wouldn't believe none of this actually happened, and you're sure no one would have too.
"Are you out of your mind?" he screamed at you "He knew my name." you stated not even acknowledging his scolding, "He could have killed me right there! In this stupid university! Because of a stupid bag-" "How does he even know my name?" you continued, "How can I know, huh?! Wait what did you just say-"
You stomped right before him getting hurriedly out of the room too. But you soon met a group of 5 men that you assumed caused the uproar outside a few minutes ago.
"Wait we need to call the police!" he called you back. "We're already here." one of the men answered showing you his plate. You simply nodded and gulped while your still stoned friend got up to face them,"He was just here!" he exclaimed still in shock "He just left after threatening me with a gun and-" you cut him "He wanted a bag. I gave it to him." they looked at you suspiciously and some of them proceeded to head towards were the supposed thief just left.
Itâs been a month since the assault, but it felt just like yesterday and you still had vivid dreams about it. Strangely they were not particularly scary, they were, in fact, intriguing it always ended up with you nearly taking off the assailant his hood to reveal his identity.You were aware that the persistent occurring of those dreams was because you had a lot of questions left not answered. What was inside the suitcase? Where did he go? What was he planning to do with? Who was he? And most importantly how did he knew your name? You found yourself thinking a lot since then trying to answer those questions, just like now.
''Hey, are you listening to me? Where did-'' your best friend interrupted your thoughts waving her hand in front of you. ''You know I keep thinking about this day,'' you started and you saw her face starting to dropped slightly '' and I have so many questions, like- '' '' Stop torturing yourself. I know it's hard but it will do no good to you-'' she answered calmly trying to reason you '' You don't understand, like...he knew my name. ''Â
Your friendâs eyes opened in sudden shock as she tried to assimilate what you just said to her. She looked at you confusedly.
''What did you say? What do you mean he knew your name?'' she asked worriedly ''I don't know, he just said it.'' you answered confused too. ''Did you tell the police about that?''.
You shook your head lost in thoughts munching on your pencil as your books remained in front of you useless. You gazed at one of the shelves of the library before focusing once again on her.
''No, I didn't. I mean the fact that he knows my name means-'' she cut you suddenly ''Is just unfortunate. The fact that he knows your name is just unfortunate, that's all. It doesn't mean anything. You did right not saying it to the police, you don't need to be assimilated to a thief like him.'' she sighed '' come on let's focus on that, hum?'' she ended the conversation pointing at your homework.
You sighed in return before excusing yourself to look out for a book.
"I thought we had enough sources..." your friend complained "I know but I heard the teacher talk about this specific book..." you protested,"I will be back in a minute I promise." you smiled at her pouting face before leaving her at the desk.
You were wandering in the aisles when you finally found what you've been looking for. As you picked the heavy book in your hands a voice was heard in your back.
"Lucky. We only have one copy of this one, if I recall correctly." For an odd reason, the voice sent an electric feel all over your skin for a minute. But you abruptly turned yourself to face the owner of it; Youngho. "Is that so? We've all been assigned on the same subject, it's a miracle that no one picked it up yet," you commented as you smiled lightly at him.
He returned yours with one of his warm smiles that you memorized by now. You took a moment to look at his handsome features. Your eyes scanned first his, a light brown to seemed to deep in the confine of the bark library but complimented well the feline aspect of them, then went directly to his particular shaped rosy lips that you admire so much...they were, as usual, slightly curved, giving him this unfamous welcoming feeling. Your gaze quickly went up to his luscious hair as his hand started combing through the brown strands. But you were also quick to notice how his eyebrows raised suddenly at you, scanning once again his face you noticed a faint of worry in it and it brought you back to reality. You cleaned your throat.
"I was just thinking that...it's been quite a time since I saw you around." or that you might have a slight crush on him but he didn't need to know that, his face relaxed a little at your words "Really? It's weird though-" his words were cut as one of your classmates interrupted him rudely to hand you a piece of paper. You looked at the newcomer puzzled "We decided to organize a bonfire this Friday. Make sure to come!" he explained before passing by you rapidly, you looked at the flyer still intrigued. "You're planning to go?" Youngho asked you unsure leaning casually on the shelf arms crossed on his torso, the worry was clear in his voice, "I don't know yet. And You?" you asked curious now," I would like not to." your eyebrows scrunched at his answer "You should go, I think I saw your friend looking for you." he stated leaving you.Â
You ended up going to the bonfire, of course. Your friend, that was now holding your arm for dear life, pretexted that it was the perfect way to relax and that maybe you'd get to see 'your sexy librarian friend' as she liked to call him despite your complain. And you were indeed here because of him, your friend's words didn't do much to convince you actually, but the odd dream you had the night before and the strange feeling at the library a few days ago brought you here. You didn't know how Youngho ended up being tangled with the mess that happened last month ago from now, and how it happened while you were in la la land yesterday, but it did and you decided to come here for answers. But now that you watched the huge crowd around you, you lost all hope to even find him there...if he did end up coming.
"Gosh it's hot in there honestly!" your friend complained again, fanning herself with her hands, you were about to scold her for letting go of your hand when she suddenly disappeared swept away by the mass.
Your anxiety showed up instantly as you started to scream her name looking for her head somewhere. You never had a particular problem with crowding but since the incident, you seemed more conscious and stressed despite what people were thinking. You reached hastily for your phone in your pocket and dialed her number. Nervously you waited and hoped that she'd hear her phone and pick up. Fortunately, she did after a few seconds.
"Where are you? Let's meet at the entry," you screamed in the device, her answer came out as gibberish and you concluded that he was probably the same case for you. "Wait. I'm texting you-" your last word came as a plaint since you felt someone grab your ass.
Startled and disgusted you ended the call quickly, to face the owner of the rude hand. You met two malicious brown eyes when you turned, the boy smiled to you before laughing in the most disposable way he could before leaning onto you.
"You seems to have lost your friends, don't worry if you want we can have fun together." you noticed the strong alcohol odor emanating as he half yelled the words to you.
You were pondering how to get away from him as a strong hand came between your bodies swaying away from the guy from you. Your eyes looked up to meet your savior.
"Youngho?" you called his name softly in confusion but he still heard you as he grabbed your hand in his with a disapproval look."Hey-" the annoying perpetrator started to complain at him, but he stopped right away changing his discourse on how he should watch out better for his girlfriend -you.
You found yourself gulping hard at the death glare that Youngho sent him. You almost found yourself sorry, as he looked at him this way. Suddenly you let go of the part-time librarian's hand like in a trance. You came to a strange realization as the scene in front of you looked oddly too familiar to your liking. Youngho turned abruptly to you alarmed by your sudden action, he tried to find your eyes for any signs that helped him to understand your behaviour, but you made the task hard for him since you only gazed at his great figure dressed entirely in black up and down repeatedly, you were trying hard to not look at his face so you could avoid picturing a hood on him. The only item left to bring you back to this unfortunate night. He called your name before you felt his hands at your shoulders shaking you a little trying to bring your attention back to him.
"It was you."
The three words left your mouth and you saw him freeze upon your eyes as he met yours. But he quickly recovered grabbing once again your hand. You didn't budge as he tried to make you, he called your name once again this time slightly annoyed.
"It was you, right? That night when-" "I have no idea what you're talking about right now. Let's just leave you're not safe here." he lied avoiding your gaze." You really think I'm a fool, don't you? It was fun to watch me freak out all this time, huh? And now you're lying to my face-" he turned promptly to face you with what seemed to be a genuine concern on his face."Let me just bring you to a safer place, and I promise we'll talk-" it was your turn now to cut him "And I should believe that I'm actually safe with you? Especially after all of this? Why?" you snickered "Because I saved your life. Twice." he stated his voice more serious than it ever been knocking you out in the process.
You watched the fire animate itself as the students threw whatever they could at it happily. From the rooftop of the building where Youngho brought you the bonfire actually seemed fun, at least to watch. You didn't bother to ask him how he managed to bring you up here you'd like to think it was due to the fact that he just knew the campus better than you did. But truthfully you knew it had probably something to do with his ways. Your phone lit up as your received a message from your friend reassuring you that she went back home safely just like you told her too, and you sighed out of relief. You heard your companion open a can as the gas hushed at the top before he handed it to you; you grabbed it the coldness and his soft hands sent chills to your body as you watched him reiterate his action this time for himself. He gulped the beverage and you looked at his Adam's apple moves of its own.
"You sure do have a weird way to save people." you simply stated hoping he would open more without you forcing him, he licked the remaining of the sweet liquid on his plump lips and raised an eyebrow at you. 'Why it's suddenly so hot in here?' you silently questioned yourself. "You were ready to shot at my colleague last time...and now what about that guy? You were going to...punch him?" you harshly said to him, "You think I was really going to kill him last time? You think I'd really do that?" he responded as his defense.
Of course no you didn't, in a weird you trusted him, but you couldn't tell him that that's not how you'd normally react.
"I don't know, Youngho. Afterall I don't know you, at least not the way I thought I did. I don't who you are, what you are." your gaze was watching the scenery once again as you left the words slipped between your lips. You should've stayed that way because when you decided to face the silent boy you felt yourself falling apart, just like him. He looked at you sadness evident in his eyes."What I mean-" you started trying fix your words worried "I'm not a bad person...I'm still that library boy who just can't wait to see you and help you out, because that's probably my favorite thing to do, you know?" he watched your expression widen slightly as he suddenly felt himself getting embarrassed.
You were indeed surprised where the discussion seemed to lead, and you wanted to reassure him to go on by placing your hand on his shoulder but decided against it because it was probably not the right time to do so.
"What kind of 'not bad actions' for a 'not bad person' like you require a gun and a hood?" you mused and fortunately you saw a faint of a smile appear on his face as he eased up.
He didn't answer right away as he gazed just like you the crowd dancing. You didn't rush him as you started drinking your beverage, you knew it was probably not easy for him, in fact, you didn't know anything too personal about him and what you asked him to reveal seemed like something even more than personal. So you simply waited relaxed and as you compelled in the safety in bring to you, you knew you'd get an answer sooner or later.
"Maybe because I'm a spy." you sighed relieved as you faced him. "Okay." you answered, it was his turn to look at you completely dumbfounded "What?" you asked him not bothered at all "I just told you that I was a spy and the only thing you have to say is 'Okay'?" you laughed as his voice went higher trying to imitate you while he shook in a funny way in his long coat."I don't know Youngho. Maybe I'm fine with that," you grabbed your coat getting ready to leave "maybe I trust you because I know you or I don't. I don't know," he scrutinized your actions slowly holding up his breath at your words while he watched you put your coat, you felt hot under his gaze but went on "Maybe it's because I like you." you confessed starting to leave.
He took his hands out of his pockets and you felt their warmth bring you back to him as you collided with his chest. You didn't get to react to his sudden action as you felt his soft lips on yours. They were lightly pressed against yours and he cupped your cheek, he was so not forceful and urgent that you were unsure that he was even kissing you. But you knew that he was waiting for you to tell him he could go on and you gladly did by kissing him back, soon enough his innocent kiss turned into a more heated one as he finally pushed himself from you. He admired your swollen lips smiling at you a cheekily before pecking them as if he was trying to ease them.
"Well...this didn't felt like a maybe," you heard the teasing words vibrate from his torso as he pulled you into his embrace.Â
Some of you might have noticed that I edited the appearance of the blog. Iâm casually -or not- teasing a Spy!AU Johnny (with a hint of Librarian!AU). Iâm planning to post it tommorow, Iâm feeling chatting so don't hesitate to ask me anything!
summary : As you try desperately to give the right signals to Yuta alcohol decides to get in the way.
authorâs note: I haven't uploaded in such a long time and I'm deeply sorry. I'm planning to make another post to explain more in detail why I've been missing. For now, I'm back this time with a scenario starring Yuta and I really hope you'll appreciate it, it's been in my drafts for way too long.
You stared with envy his mouth sips into his glass of strong liquor before his tongue lagged onto his rosy lips to get the remaining. Yuta looked dangerously handsome as he faced you sat in his chair legs opened just like the first buttons of his white shirt. You could catch a sight of his toned chest whenever it heaved up and down as he laughed heartily at ones of your coworkers many jokes. The honest and beautiful tingling sound of his laughter could be heard amidst the deafening music just like the brightness of his smile under those dim lights.Â
Suddenly your eyes met his again -for the tenth time- and you weren't able to swallow your drink properly so you just sat there stupidly with the burning liquid in your mouth while holding your breath. He was faster and diverted his eyes quickly after sending you a polite nod. Your eyes filled with embarrassment and disappointment as you mentally cursed at your behavior and his.Â
Until when you two were still going to play this game?Â
Deep down you knew you were as guilty as him. At first, you sure thought that he was a player, Yuta couldn't help but give this type of feeling. But you gradually understood over the years of you two being colleagues that he was indeed "a guy who likes to have fun", but probably not when it came to feelings. He sure had a thing or two...heck even multiples happening with some girls that were clearly not serious or whatsoever. But they were all consensual games between both parts. And most importantly you were aware that he also had some serious relationship going on with one or two girls, thanks to various complaints of disappointment coming from your other female coworkers.
Obviously, Yuta was popular among the females at your department and with any women of this world to be more specific. It was indeed hard to resist the boys his sweet yet dangerous charm. But you tried to avoid showing your clear curiosity and interest for the said man, just because you still haven't figured out exactly where you were on his "social barometer". What were you exactly to him? There were Yuta's male colleagues, Yuta's female colleagues -aka fan girl club-, Yuta's friends...but then there were you: Â the girl Yuta seemed to send constantly contradicting signals. He could help you secretly and at the same time be able to avoid you and give you the cold shoulder, especially when you happened to find about it. This caused you to lose your mind a few times, and even give up on him even though you were dying to know, to know what could be the possibilities between you two. You indeed have found the courage despite your reserved nature to ask him directly; and that, many times. But you always ended up hesitating for the same reason.
You were scared. You were scared at the thought of finding out that you didn't appear at all on his barometer, that you were not a hopeless girl, but worst a nobody.
You frightened self only happened to change her behaviour slightly in hope to make him make a move; yes definitely pointless. But that was the best plan you came to elaborate; thus you decided to dress better and for some odd reason it meant shorter , youâd lie if you say you were at ease in your new skirts or shorts, but you did catch him look at least twice at your uncovered legs, so it was worth it from your perspective.
Your glass was getting filled yet again with an unknown alcohol by your boss -who happened to be also close to you-, an act that didn't go unnoticed by Yuta. You raised your hands towards her informing her she didn't has to, but your manners were found helpless against her joyful mood. And she had honestly all reasons to be, you almost forgot it but all of you were there because of you in the first place, you did manage to sign a contract with an important client today and she was obviously more than pleased. You originally avoided that kind of gatherings cause you wanted to avoid exposing yourself too much to your colleagues but this time you had no choice, plus your mind went blank as soon as you heard that Yuta was also coming.
Snapping once again from your thoughts, you felt a rough hand caressing your tight. This time it came from the opposite side of your superior, and chills run down your spine in disgust cause you knew exactly to who it belonged. Unfortunately, you were right, soon one of your annoying male colleagues leaned towards you as he tried to talk coherently to you. These days he was naturally annoying at work but you pretended to not notice his flirtatious acts towards you, sadly alcohol seemed to make him braver tonight.
âWho knew you could be so skilled?â He started to close to your ear. You knew he was referring to the said contract. â Are you perhaps hiding some-â.
His words were cut short as Yuta raised himself brusquely from his chair startling everyone at the table. His burning gaze was fixed on you and especially the unwanted hand of your colleague, the said man felt obliged to take it off rapidly as you started to squirm with discomfort. You heard Yuta chuckles and brush his black locks lightly as he tried to ease the tense atmosphere he created, your mouth was slightly agape as you watched him excuse himself to the bar to order a drink.
You followed his back walking away until you lost him in the crowd still confused but relieved by his actions; with the once of sanity left by the drunken state you were aware that he did in some kind of way save you. You picked up your now filled drink lazily before putting it against your lips, in a sudden surge of contentment you found yourself gulping it in one treat. You heard from your friends that you were generally the happy-go-lucky drunk type and then the crying mess type but still, you were completely oblivious to the signs.
âAre you feeling ok?â You heard vaguely your chief ask as your other colleagues clapped and oohed your bold move.
You simply nodded to her putting your glass down hoping to reassure her, it obliviously didnât work as she immediately proposed to bring you back home. You knew she was having a great time, which was ironic since this last minute party was for you, but you didnât want to ruin her mood.Â
âNo itâs okay really Iâm just...going to take a breath of fresh air and come back ok? Donât you worry.â You said getting up slowly to avoid being dizzy. The alcohol suddenly hit you hard but you looked at her with a reassuring smile while leaving the table. She suddenly grabbed your hand to put your phone in it just in case while motioning to call her if anything happened.
You had, in fact, no idea where the exit was, it was your first time here and you were not the type to really analyze your surroundings, not to say that your current state didn't help anything at all. You walked aimlessly in the place, your body colliding from time to time with someone until you found yourself in front of the bar. You eyes directly started to wander looking for him, and there he was. But not on his own next to him was seated a really attractive girl, her back was facing you but you knew from her cascading hair and mini skirt that she could only be attractive under those blue and purple lights. You find this odd feeling slowly creeping within yourself leading you automatically to them. You didn't know when or how but here you were you hand resting on his shoulder as you softly called Yuta's name.
He suddenly turned to you his face lighting up as he recognized you, it did bring you some comfort as you watch enviously the alluring girl.
"Hey" he greeted you waving gently at you even though you were centimeters away from him,"what are you doing here?".
As if it was some cue to go -and it probably was- the young lady took her bag sighing loudly and left. Yuta didn't even spare her a glance as he eyes were intensely looking for a reason in yours. You just stared back in awe now drunk of his perfect shining pupils and soft black hair. You could have heard yourself wooing at his beauty but you weren't sure as you sat next to him.
âI donât know...I was looking for the exit but I ended up here,â the words left your lips slowly still conscious of your current discourse âso here I am!â You said trying to brighten the mood.
He gave you probably one if his greatest smile reacting to your childish side âAre you feeling okay? You want me to show you perhaps-â you quickly protested.
It was finally both of you and you werenât going to let this chance slips away so easily. The barista came quickly at you, and you dared to order one more cosmopolitan, Yuta seemed concerned but you werenât sure what for.
âI actually thought youâd stop here...are you going home by yourself?â You saw him nearly reaching for your glass as you brought it to your lips. âNo, the superior is...but she is having way too much fun right now...âÂ
He nodded knowingly suddenly lost in thoughts. It was a first for both of you; seating together without it being work related, slowly a pleasant silence took place between both of you as you two sipped your glasses, from time to time he eyed you making sure that you were still all right. But your state worsening you barely noticed it.
âAnyway...congratulations,â he suddenly broke the silence againâI mean for the contract-â âYeah, thank you.â You cut him shortly not liking where the discussion was heading.âSo how was the meeting? I heard that heâs a pretty stiff client-â. This time your glass hit the cold surface of the bar halting his words.
He looked at you worried, you could see the concern in his eyes. You were profusely hating the fact that he was trying to have a work-related discussion right now. Â
"I don't want to talk about work Yuta." You aimed to sound stern but in some kind of way you knew you were pretty babyish right now."Oh? Sorry...What do you want to talk about then? â you saw him getting taken aback a bit but he kept his composure while he went on drinking.
âHum, I don't know?  What about how my lips would feel around your dick? â
Yuta nearly spat his drink as he turned completely around to look at you mouth agape and eyebrows furrowed. Honestly, if you weren't dazed you'd probably too. You saw him fumbling with his words as he tried to ask you to repeat yourself but he held himself back.
â Ok, see? I think it's enough for tonight I'm bringing you home, â he said holding your upper arms gently while chuckling still in disbelief. He took your phone but you quickly took it back protesting that you wanted to stay.Â
It turned out into a ridiculous fight: him trying to raise you up from your seat without possibly hurting you and you trying to resist. He ended up grabbing your face between the palms of his hands and even though he might think you gave in because of his reasonable words it was in fact because of the warmness coming from them.
You ended hands in hands in the dark parking with Yuta. You felt lightheaded as he intertwined your fingers and lead you to his car. Soon enough you found yourself in front of the vehicle awkward as he started to look for his keys and let go of your hand.
"Get in." his cold tone informed you that you were now facing his regular and distant self. Your eyebrows furrowed as you realized that he wasn't holding the door of the passenger side."What? Are we going to fight again over this or you're going to a good girl?" he said and you swear you could have seen him roll his eyes."Why are you being such a prick suddenly?" you retorted "I swear...My patience is running thin-" he grabbed your hand and you cursed at yourself for upsetting him.
In a way you couldn't explain Yuta was partially on top of you as he tried to buckle your seatbelt right, you grabbed this chance to touch his moist face and comb throw his messy hair. Time seemed to stand still as he locked eyes with you slightly shocked by your sudden move.
"I'd lie if I say I didn't want to kiss you right now." his words left his lips like a whisper but he was close enough for you to feel even his breath on your lips. "Then why don't you do it?" you hated how pleading you sounded but the alcohol showed how truly desperate you were "Not here. Not right now. Not like that." "But I thought you were a risk taker," you argued optimistically. You perceived his familiar smirk in the dark and small confines of his car " Oh I am not sure about yourself though, sweetheart." It was the only word you seemed to wait before crashing your lips onto his. Yuta quickly responded as you felt his wet tongue lingers on your lips, you obviously allowed him the entrance to your wet cavern as you opened them he took the opportunity to also unbuckle your seatbelt so he could bring you to his lap.
Soon both of you started to share a passionate kiss on his backseat. You loved everything about it, the way his burning but yet soft lips felt against yours and how he roamed his hands freely on your body as if you were the most precious thing in the world to him. He pulled back momentarily biting your lower lips in the process, you met his lustful gaze.
â Gosh you don't know how much I've been waiting to do this...and your legs have been tempting me these days, were you teasing me ? â to speak his words into actions you felt his hands longing the side of your thighs to the aim of your skirt that barely hid anything now. You could simply nod to answer his question, he flashed you a knowing smile before diving into the crook of your neck â I know it, princess. I' am just confused about something now: should I punish or reward you ? â you shuddered as you felt him leave a trail of moist kisses on your neck. â I think I deserve a reward I worked so- â You gasped as one of his hand spanked your ass harshly before caressing it. â You don't have the right to make the decision. â he teased.
Yuta didn't waste his time as you felt his fingertips rush to the front buttons of your shirt, you heard him make a sound of disapproval as he opened only the first ones "Such inconvenient clothing..." he stated but was glad to face directly your naked breast. You moaned as his tongue started to lick and nip your tit you sensed his greediness and couldn't control yours as you arched your back and started to grind against him. He growled at your little movements his mouth still full."Someone is needy." Â
he breathly stated after popping your nipples out of his mouth you purred in return. "I will be lenient this time because I don't think I can't hold myself back for too long." Your mind went dizzy just at the thought of having him between your legs a second, or even a third time. Yuta hiked up your skirt completely before scooping your mound, your pleasure automatically accelerated as you felt his expert digits caressing your clothed sex. You dared to reach his luscious but yet smooth jet black hair and pulled on it he didn't protest much as he groaned again before locking your lips. "You look so hot right now...you feel so hot," Â he said watching you already blissful you were bewildered for a moment as you pondered whether Yuta didn't actually talk about himself or not.
Unable to resist he got rid of the last fabric between his hand and your wet folds, he proceeded to run his middle finger between them. As the eternal teaser he was, he always stopped right before entering you "How bad you want it, hum?" "Really,really bad." you were unsure about being the owner of this voice, but cared much as he finally sank his two fingers into you as he laughed lightly at your words "Then show me, sweetie, and maybe I will give to you for real." his voice darkened at his last words. You gripped the back of the seat he was on as you soon frantically humped his fingers into your core. He enjoyed the show and the feel of your slick walls moving around his digits while he pulled out a condom. Â
Yuta took a hold of your hips in his firm hand to stop you as the other one left your entrance, you looked at him breathless unbuckle his pants and pulling the now moist fabric just down enough. He must have had also enough of the foreplay as he rushed to press the tip of his erection at your slit, you nodded quickly to reassure him before he buried himself in you.
He quickly grabbed your buttcheeks in his hands and started right away to move at a fast pace which made you squeal. But it didn't matter since you both longed for this feeling and type of rushed up sex, whether you two looked like two animals grunting and jumping in the backseat of his foggy car or not. You dug your nails into his shoulders and leaned into the crook of his neck earning a primal grunt from him since you were looking for support amidst of his ragged penetrations.
Unexpectedly you found yourself reaching your high before him. It was maybe his last carnal growl or slap on your ass that lit up for good the fire in the pits of your lower abdomen but you remembered crying out Yuta's name before your orgasm rocketed within you. The man himself didn't last long as he felt your walls tightens around his shaft, his thrusts became erratic before he sank himself to the hilt inside you.Â
â Why don't you ever listen honestly? â Yuta's breathless voice reasoned as your head was now resting on his chest. You felt hazy as you came slowly back to your sense, his hands were running on your back soothing you â Can we go home now? âÂ
Pleeeaassee write a second part of "blue jeans" !!!!!!
Thatâs it. I guess you guys are not leaving me the choice (hahah), I will have to write a second part of âBlue Jeansâ along with Johnnyâs scenarios *sigh*.
summary: As you thought your relationship with Jaehyun was heading nowhere he finally decides to draw the lines you were hoping for.
author's note: As this being my first smut scenario  I felt a lot of pressure while writing it. I must admit my aim was to write a passionate love making, so I must warn you; there is no kink. But I'm still unsure about how it turned out, nevertheless I hope you will enjoy it.(I apologize if thereâs any mistakes)
As soon as your friend and you passed the enter of your favorite coffee shop, you spotted him. It did not matter if he wasnât facing you, his side profile was enough. His brown shiny hair, his glowing skin, his soft brown eyes and his pinkish lips were enough. Enough to start a typhoon in your whole body. You felt tingles and your hair rise from your upper harms as you witnessed his dimples and perfect white canines appear. He was laughing at one of his friendâs joke -were they with him since you entered? âcause he seemed to shine on his own. Jaehyun was laughing and he was superb.
A ton of memories unwillingly resurfaced in your mind as your friend rushed to find you a good seat, she was oblivious to your state. Memories of caresses, memories of kisses, memories of sucking and memories of thrusting. Memories of Jaehyun, and you, on you. Those memories were hard to forget because of the pride and feeling they could bring just by themselves. There was a certain pride to witness this rare side of the boy, and the feeling of those moving images were intense. Since the previous description shattered itself just with those. There was a pride of witnessing Jaehyun relentlessly thrusting in you while admiring his disheveled brown hair, his moist skin, his blissful brown eyes and his crimson lips. But you had to keep this pride for you, just like everything else that involved the young man and you.
You found yourself being sat without realizing it lost in your thoughts, your friend in front reading the menu in her hands and asking you what you intended to take at least for the second time -judging by her annoyed face. You teased her about being impatient and opted for your favorite ice-cream balls -passion fruit and vanilla- considering the hot weather when the waiter came. She picked a great place, you thought while waiting for your orders, there you were protected from the sun, the place wasnât crowed, and plus you could perfectly saw Jaehyun without him noticing you. You were now trying to focus on your friend rambling about the great party that you missed, and all the opportunities there -referring to some boys- before reminding you that she was in a relationship and so that there were some lines she couldnât cross or whatsoever. You found yourself wondering if him and you had some of those lines. Definitely no, nothing restrained both of you whether you wanted it or not. The waiter put a term on your thoughts coming back with a plate in his hands. You didnât pay attention to his enamored eyes, timid smiles and flirtatious tone exclusively directed to you. You couldnât since your eyes were again directed to Jaehyun his figure. He seemed to be doing fine. Your friend was about to point out the serverâs useless attempt when she followed your gaze for the first time. She turned astonished toward you.
âHe still hasnât contacted you?â she inquired nearly reproaching.
Your friend knew about him. Actually she knew what she witnessed and what you were willing to tell her, which was not so much. She was there with you the time Jaehyun and you exchanged number at this party she forced you to. But you never told her when he finally texted you two days after, inviting you to his house, for an obvious reason. You knew exactly why he invited you, and if you were about to risk it, your friend a supremacist of committed relationship would have never agreed to such nonsenses. And anyway it was way too late now to suddenly blurt out that youâve been fucking almost every two days with the say boy.
âNo.â you answered savoring your ice cream, and diverting your eyes back to her.Â
âAnd I guess you hasnât too, right?â
âYeah.â
She rolled so hard her eyes you thought you will never see her irises again.
âMaybe you should get over itâŠand finally pay attention to this cute waiter?âShe pointed her little spoon to the previous boy a little bit too excited for your liking.Â
âMaybe.â you put a term to the topic.Â
You were perfectly handling the situation  on your own you thought. But you also knew that it wasnât the case, you were again fooling yourself like when you thought that it would be enough. That what you were sharing with him would be enough, that you wouldnât be expecting for more, but deep inside you knew from the start that it was a lie. As it was also a lie when you thought leaving him first after every intercourse in his cold bed made you still in control. Because you did unconsciously or consciously wanted more, and it hurt you because you were in no right to do so. It hurt so bad that you decided to flee away like a coward, and you hoped he would respect and accept that because of this no-lines concept of this relationship. You couldnât even put a proper name on what you were for each other. You two were not even friends in the first place to be called âfuck friendâ. You didnât know much about him, and it was the same for him when it came to you even thought he seemed to try to sometimes. He always asked you few questions while your were getting ready to leave, for you it was just a way to make things less awkward. He was curious about your well-being or how you were doing in university, which you constantly found weird since you crossed path at least once in university everyday. Suddenly something felt weird.
You rose your eyes from your cup and met directly Jaehyunâs intense ones.
He was as startled as you were since he nearly choked on his drink if it wasnât from his friendâs help. But it wasnât for the same reason though. You were surprised that he managed to spot you and him because he seemed to have gotten caught doing something he shouldnât have. Nevertheless both of you diverted your eyes at the same time.
Your attention went to your friend's noisy phone as she picked it up from the table.
âOh shit. I completely forgot that my cousins were supposed to come tonight.â she exclaimed guilty. You understood that the text was probably from one of her parent.
âFamily time tonight I guess?â you said playfully.
âYes. Much better: family dinner. A dinner Iâm supposed to help my parents with. Iâm sorry but I will have to leave you.â she grunted truly irritated with the upcoming event.
âItâs okay Iâm done anyway. Letâs go I also have some work to do too, so itâs perfect.â you said more than happy to leave the place since you were not undercover anymore.
You both headed to the counter to pay for you orders while you avoided at all cost looking at Jaehyun. But you were sure about feeling his burning gaze on your back once your passed their table. From his seat he was able to view you as much as it pleased him while sipping his drink. The roles were  now switched and you were fully aware of this. You massaged your arm uncomfortably leaning on the counter and hoping for someone to take care of you quickly. Your faithful waiter suddenly appeared with his Hollywood smile, you handed the said amount. You already turned your back, when you heard the boy behind the bar cleaning his throat and seemingly calling you back. At this point you completely forgot about the possibility of Jaehyun following the scene, but it was the case. Him like you stopped right on his track as you turned once again to face the good looking worker.
âHumâŠMiss? Your receipt.â he nervously pushed the little piece of paper on the wooden support toward you.
You were about to answer him that it wasnât needed considering the ridiculous amount, but the little tap on your back -a move not unnoticed by Jaehyun- from your friend made you check again. And for good reason, in red letters was actually written a phone number followed by a simple message: contact me, you wondered how you could have missed this in the first place.
âI will think about it. Thanks.â you simply answered, a polite smile curved your lips before heading outside of the place for good.
Your friend didnât really pressed you over this like you hoped. She knew you and how you generally wanted some space to think on your own when you were this moody. This is why she gladly bring meaningless subject to ease the atmosphere while both of you were walking to your home.
After unlocking the door of your appartement you quickly changed yourself into something more comfortable and plopped yourself on the sofa in front of your TV a bowl of cereal in hand. You tried to find the same routine since you distanced your meetings with him. You tried to keep your attention and consideration on other things that mattered to you. Things such as your friends, your favorite series or even your studies. You were hoping to come back to how it was before, hoping to distract yourself. But this of course, was for now failing considering the fact that the infectious boy was still vividly lingering in your mind almost constantly
You watched the bright screen for quite a time enjoying your cereal until you got bored and decided to get your assignment done. You were surprisingly in advance concerning this work. And if you were productive enough you could done it by today and have the rest of the week free to mope on your lonely being.
The moment you got up your phone lit up on the sofa next to you signaling a new message. You mechanically took it expecting it to be one of your friend. But it wasn't the case. As soon as you read the sender your whole body stiffened not even daring to unlock the bright screen.
| Are you free? |
You smiled pitifully as you read the three words. It was always how he started your conversation, and you would generally dive in and accept to meet him at his flat. Always. You sighed loudly before resigning yourself to answer him.
| No, not today. |
âThat's it.â you thought as you put your phone down again next to you. It was probably the last straw, it was the third time you curved him this week refusing to meet once more. Why would he insist again? As you sat he must have probably find someone else. And honestly as much as it was hard to accept, you could understand it. You came back to reality hearing once more your phone ring. Your eyes widened when you realized that this time it was a call coming from none other than him. You two never had a phone call, your brows furrowed, was it because he wanted to âendâ it âproperlyâ? Whether or not you decided to spare your feelings and opted to ignore the call. You got up and went to the kitchen to put your bawl in the sink and immediately directed yourself toward your study table in your bedroom, leaving your phone in the living room.
Somebody was ringing at the door. Actually it's been a few minutes already, but you didn't bother checking who it was. You weren't expecting someone, and you sincerely hoped the person would get bored and go away because you weren't in the mood to face anyone now. At the third attempt you finally got up irritated by the insistence. You were already upset by the recent event and had the urge to vent your anger on anything, whoever it was, he was surely going to get it. You stomped to the front door, your lips pressed in a line, and harshly unlocked it. You opened your mouth ready to curse the person out for disturbing you but quickly stopped yourself in time.
In front of you was standing Jaehyun himself, head lowered on his phone, completely unbothered, he seemed like he could wait for a full more hour. The boy was dressed the same way as when you saw him at the coffee place, a bright red t-shirt half tucked in plain black jeans and some 1461 Dr. Martens at his feet, in fact it looked like he directly came from there. He finally raised his head, diverting your eyes from his hair messily parted on the side. When you met his orbs you tried to gain back your composure even if you were no where as presentable as he was right now. He, just simply put his phone in the back pocket of his jeans.
âWhat are you doing here Jaehyun? I thought-â
You were not able to end your sentence as he gently pushed you aside by inviting himself in the small hall. Thinking about to calling him out for his rude gesture you realized your bodies were still in contact in the little place, so you decided to quickly move and close the door.
âGlad to see that you're alright.â your guest made himself heard for the first time as he started going in the living room after getting rid of his shoes.
His calmness -per usual- troubled you, because you never really knew what he was exactly thinking or even meaning. You followed him suit scowling.
âWhat do you mean?â You asked directly not in the mood to deal with his enigmatic words.
âI thought something happened to you.â he turned himself facing you once again a bit flustered by his own words âIt's just...that I had to come check physically since you're avoiding me.â You frowned once again.
âYou saw me at the coffee shop.â
âI know.â He stared directly in your eyes not leaving them.
âI also answered your previous texts.â You maintained the emotionless tone in your voice.
âI know.â the brown haired boy took a step reducing the gap between you two.
âAnd I also told you that we couldn't meet today.â
âI know.â Another step was took, and he didn't leave your reprimanding gaze.
If you dared to lower your guard upon his sweet chestnut eyes you knew you would be trapped them.
âThen...What are you doing here Jaehyun?â The words left your mouth for the second time.
And those words seemed to make falter his eyes breaking momentarily the eye contact.
âI don't know.â
There was nothing you could say to this. You stared at the lost boy for a moment. And from his spot himself did the same, he depicted your unprepared figure, you hair held in a lazy bun and your body covered in the thin matter of your blue nightshirt. You finally breathed the air you were holding in and decided to leave him there, heading back in your bedroom still unsure of what to do. From the corner of your eyes you could see Jaehyun's surprised expression but decided to not comment.
âMake yourself home then.â
And that's what he did since he quickly rejoined you in the quiet and private room. He didn't utter a word as he saw you typing on the keyboard concentrated. But still you were able to hear him moving around in the room freely looking at your personal objects. He was discovering more of your world by looking at the pictures pinned on the wall or even some of the plushies scattered on the drawers. You were oblivious of his amused smiles and how he actually enjoyed snooping around. But you were not about the fact of how surprisingly it was natural and pleasing to have him in the room. Jaehyun managed to make the atmosphere lively with such a peacefulness that it was nearly terrifying to you sometimes. And know it seemed like he always been there with you, like he was part of this world and never had to appropriate it just a few minutes ago.
You were struck by the sudden calm of your environment when you closed your laptop after finishing with your work. You turned and wandered your eyes but quickly stopped when you spotted his figure laying on your bed. It seemed like he just doze off probably tired of waiting for you. You raised yourself silently, the urge to grab on this opportunity and witness a new side of him  was to hard for you to resit. Walking to the bed you decided to sat at the edge of it to examine his sleeping form. He was on his back, his feet hung in the air at the end of the furniture and his arms were crossed around one of your pillow. You admired the serene expression caused by his relaxed features, the long and thin eyelashes around his eyes and his slight sulking mouth. A smile crept at the corner of your mouth, happy to just have him here laying next to you, at your reach. You raised your hand about to touch unconsciously his auburn locks when Jaehyun's eyes suddenly opened startling you.
Not an ounce of tiredness could be found on his now awake face. And you suddenly worried about the possibility of him being aware of your acts all along. He looked at you and your hand pulled back down rapidly.
âI'm taking a quick pause, that's all.â you said avoiding his gaze and feeling the need to justify yourself.
He smiled softly at your embarrassed behavior, you then saw him putting the pillow beside him. Before you had the chance to ask him about his intentions your body was quickly jerked towards his torso replacing the previous object. A plaint left your mouth at the unexpected contact, his limbs locked around your wiggling figure.
âPerfect then, I can be quick.â he quietly stated enlightening your mind.
You were again to slow to react as you found yourself under his frame, your hands still on his bust trying to keep a minimal distance. Jaehyun was supporting himself on his forearms imprisoning you, shortly he pressed his mouth onto yours mouth into a multitude of little kisses shutting you this way. While doing so one of his hands grabbed your thigh to part more your legs so he could place himself and have a full access to your whole being. Once it was done he started to dive smoothly to your neck leaving moist marks, he knew it was one of your weakness and of course you quickly reacted by loosing up your stiff form and raising your chin. To Jaehyun your body was his playground, he easily knew every one of your we spots. He gained more confidence and started murmuring between his ministrations.
âI missed you a lot.â his breath grazed your collarbones as he looked at you under his fringe.
This was another problem with Jaehyun he was good with words. He never missed the chance to praise you with some -a lot in fact- loving words during your intercourse nourishing your addiction to him. Probably expecting an answer from you his hands left again the side of your head to do some soft caresses from your foot to your now raised thigh. Soon he reached the fabric of your long t-shirt and repeated the whole process.
âYou did not miss me?â he purred again.
He was well aware that you were biting back your moans by blocking your respiration and keeping your mouth in a thin line.
âDid you, sweetheart?â he sounded this time more impatient and the kisses were more forceful.
âI did-â
Your words were stopped by inevitable whimpers when he dipped his tongue in your collarbones and started to suck hungrily on their skin. He hooked one of your leg around his waist before placing his knee between your thighs and processed to stroke your covered core. You inhaled sharply as you grabbed on his broad shoulders and raised your hips to meet the rough fabric of his jeans to provide the pleasure you were now seeking. Your lover took the opportunity to reach under your clothes and raised it to your hips, revealing fully your wetting panties to his eyes.
âI know.â he smirked still satisfied with the undone answer.
He was now grazing his teeth and licking noisily at your nipples leaving wet spot on the top of your attire. You gasped loudly at the feeling cursing at yourself for reacting so well even thought you knew he liked it.
âJaehyun please...â you pleaded your hands starting to roam over his body.
You finally reached your goal feeling his black leather belt and untucked his t-shirt in a hurry. He was going way to slow for you liking. You started to lift it over his head when he bucked startling you. Â You frowned at him wondering what he was doing.
âPlease what?â you felt the need to roll your eyes at his words, but you were aware that it would've been unnecessary. You though you two were over this stage since a long time.
âYou know very well...â
âNo I don't.â He smiled mischievously at your frustrated expression, his hands grabbing your waist. You groaned complying.
âI want more.â
To you this sentence means much more, but you were certain that he wasn't aware of it while he raised proudly his head looking at you. You always wanted more of Jaehyun. Energized by your words he pulled your underwear throwing it in the bedroom, you soon felt his fingers teasing the folds of your entrance, making you suddenly feel heady with lust.
âHow come you're already ready?â he cooed feeling you're wetness and your hips desperately moving against his digit. You knew you had to speed up the act with your words again.
âPlease Jaehyun I want more of you.â
He stopped, something into desire changed in his eyes as he harshly got rid of the red fabric making it join your undergarment on the floor. You raised enough to get at his belt and unbuckled it, not missing the chance to tease his prominent bulge. He rasped at the feeling of your hand as he watched, his hands then met yours and pulled down his jeans and gray briefs in a swift motion, freeing his manhood. He embraced you in his arms as he pushed both of you back on the mattress tenderly. You were used to his gentleness so didn't notice the weird glint in his pupils.
Finally the contact you were so longing for came as you felt the plump head squeeze between your slit. You grabbed the upper arm he was using to hover above you and opened your mouth as he started to move his shaft between them. Your eyes met, and his seemed to flame as he grabbed his erection and decided to sink in deeply.
âOh fuck, Jaehyun-â you gasped not being warned soon enough.
Himself inhaled loudly as he felt your heat surrounding him, still in a rush he placed one hand in yours and the other on the headboard for support as he hips started to snap. Your fingers locked hard with his as you felt overwhelmed with the new feeling, you lips started to get dry as you chanted his name in a mantra.
Soon all you could witness was the forming sweat drops on his forehead as he steadily pound into you to set you off, you were vaguely aware of him praising your tightness. Jaehyun's digit attacked your clit and you felt your body melt as you suddenly shuddered and clasped around his girth. You heard him growl as he still pounded into your core, he leaned himself back on his elbows before he nuzzled your neck kissing it. Shortly after you came down from your high you matched his pace to help him reach his own climax, he moaned your name savoring your undulations.
âFuck yes, you feel so good.â
You were now aware of all his sayings, and you couldn't wait for them as your hand went to pull on his hair. You felt his breaths and thrusts became erratic as he finally grunted and began spilling himself inside you. You were weary and dazed, as his breathless form hugged yours tightly when you closed your eyes.
You woke your upper body sprayed all over Jaehyun's torso, his breathing lifting your figure slightly each time as his finger draw patterns on your naked back. Your two beings were plunged in the dark as the moon was shining in the sky.
âI should've never sent this text.â You felt his chest roaring as he broke the silence.
Your body stiffened as you expected worried his explanation.
âI should've invited you to a coffee shop or a cinema, we would've held hands, I would've probably walked you back home-â
You suddenly got up at his regretful narrative. You couldn't believe what you were hearing and had now to make sure of his well-being. You reached for your night light and switched it on looking troubled at Jaehyun's face. Surprisingly it was quickly switched it off by the boy himself, but you managed to peep his rosy cheeks, and so puffed in awe.
âI'm not done yet.â he stuttered in a way too serious tone.
âDone what?â you were failing miserably at suppressing your laugh.
âWhat I was trying to say was that we could have had a proper date.â he sighed annoyed with your attitude âBut I wasn't brave enough to ask you out correctly, scared to be rejected. And it went on this way because it was the only way I could feel close to you.â he ended his voice softening again.
He had to call your name for reassurance as you were not reacting. Truth to be told you were completely astonished as the word sink in slowly. You regained your composure.
âWhat if I still want it to happen?â you felt his breath hitch in his throat.
âI will make it happen.â he said sincerely cupping your cheek pulling you to his soft lips. He pulled on your lower lips ending the kiss âBut first, you'll have to let me finish my scenario.â
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