ngl, after march 10th, i’ve been feeling unmotivated to write enhypen fanfics. after what happened to the group and school overstimulating me, i legit had no energy to think of anything 😭😭 i had school that made me soooo fcking busy and now im dealing with more shifts at my jobs to save up money. so idk when im truly free😖💔⛓️i tried writing last night but my mind will never stay in one scenario. it always change and then i get unsatisfied and then i give up overall, idk why is my mind is all over the placeeee
hopefully during this month (happy pride month 🏳️🌈💕) i’ll lock in since i have no more school 😁 i really want to go back to writing. i hope i can i drop something really soon i have so many drafts written but yeahhh im a perfectionist in my works😭 hopefully my ideas will come irl 😍🙏 anyways enhypen is 7 ❤️love you guyssss
the way i agree with this post!! jake would be the type to grope, caress, suck, play with your tits like it’s either his stress toy or solving a rubix cube. he lovesss touching and feeling your soft skinnnn like he’s a touchy man 🫰🫰
౨ৎ## the way she feels inside, those thoughts i can’t deny
nishimura riki x fem reader!
synopsis: being in a surreptitious relationship with riki is one thing, but getting caught is another.
includes: 3.5k words | SMUT | introverted riki ! x bubbly yn | jealous riki | possessive sex | phone sex ¿? | oral (f receiving) | missionary | doggy | marking | lowkey mad sex👀 | pet names | yn got a secretive dirty mouth 😄 | dirty talk | masturbation | mischievous riki | cum eating | cursing | praise | degradation | unprotected sex (DONT DO IT!) | aftercare | riki’s tad funny😙 | yn’s popular but she knows her standards😝 (period) | minors do not read or interact.
extra: yooo i had this idea last night😹 so i rushed this lowkeyyy | happy saturday my loves💗 | ALSO CHANGED MY PFP?? i like it🫰🤓 | riki is a hot motherfucker | lowkey riki is the type of person to do this….| inbox and requests are open~
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“r-riki mmph-”
your voice soon died out when riki easily swipes his tongue across your clit to collect your juices.
riki’s grip on your hip tightens to hold you steady and keep him close to his mouth.
after three orgasms, riki continues to slurp every single fluid that comes out of your vaginal hole, making you all overstimulated and whiny but it doesn’t remove the fact that it’s so overwhelmingly pleasuring.
riki keeps sucking your pussy like a lollipop.
“taste so good princess.” riki eats you down.
his hair is all over the place from your tight grip, mini massages, and fingers tangling his locks. and your whole face is a sweaty mess from the hot, intense situation riki has put you through.
you know how jealous riki gets.
there’s a new transfer guy at school. and he’s been getting close to you. too close for riki’s comfort.
riki would eye him and his little, lovely actions towards you. he hawks him as if he’s gonna eat him alive. the transfer guy would smile to your words, make strong eye contact whenever you’re talking, get too close to you to the point you’re brushing shoulders together, or even lean a little close that would not be at a level of consideration of an “acquaintance”.
riki knows how bubbly, respectful, and good-natured you are. of course, you’re quite oblivious, but you also observe people pretty well.
you notice the transfer guy brushing your shoulder, so you step away, but he gets closer. that’s when riki loses it especially with seeing a flicker of annoyance on your face before replacing it with a friendly smile.
“fuck baby you sound so angelic.” riki mutters between your thighs when he gets you moaning mess. he was too busy, pounding himself with his hand on your bed, or slightly humping the bed covers that’s has your juices and riki’s combined.
riki wanted you, physically. after seeing how close you were with that guy, he wanted to remind you how much he makes you crazy and remind you that you’re only his.
you’re trashing all over your bed covers. your neck is exposed to riki’s view to catch your breath. you’re breathing, gasping for air from uncontrollable pleasure from your boyfriend’s tongue. it feels fucking fantastic!
suddenly, you hear your phone vibrating under your pillow. with the last bit of sanity, you reach for your phone as you whimpered highly when riki’s tongue sticks right inside your pussy, his nose rubbing all over.
you gasp and squint your eyes for the caller id.
annoying transfer student 😒
automatically, you press the lower button of the volume, making the sound die quickly.
riki knows that the transfer student asked for your number. you were the first person to report to him. he sees when and how he texts you. you don’t even respond or send full sentences, it’s more half assed and a little passive aggressive with some emojis to balance it out. it’s just questions about freak ass homework’s and school assignments. you even let riki read the conversations.
you put it under your bed, as you grab riki’s hair with your face contorted from pleasure. you rub his face against your clit as riki chases your pleasure. he groans into your pussy, enlightening vibrations to your body.
he looks up and admires you. “so pretty for me. taking my tongue very well.”
“shit riki!” you hear his tongue slurping your juices and you grow fuzzy in the head. a sign from you that you’re close.
you hear your phone ring again. and now you’re pissed. you angrily grab the phone as it literally made your orgasm deny. you sigh loudly which makes riki pout, he rubs your stomach with his huge palms to relax you.
you read the text messages,
hey yn are u busy rn?☺️
need help with statistics homework if u don’t mind? you’re good at statistics, but i forgot what the teacher today said i was spacing out😂😂
haha
so what did you get for number 3?
and after you read the messages, he immediately called after.
“riki wait.” you had to put your boyfriend on a little break. you pull him up from your clit, as you see riki groan from frustration. his hooded eyes staring at you with annoyance.
he finally straightens his back, his mouth covered in your slick, and he rakes his hair through his fingers. he lets you be on your phone.
“who is it?” riki mutters, clearly just as annoyed as you are.
you purse your lips, rolling your eyes. “it’s junho. he needs help with freaking homework.”
riki scoffs loudly, his tongue rolling inside his mouth as he can’t believe the situation. “unbelievable. was about to make you cum.”
“let me take this call real quick-”
“no.” riki’s quick with it. he leans down, grabs your phone and place it under your pillow.
your eyes slightly widen from what’s opening. and next thing you know, riki’s groping your tits with his two hands as he dives deeply into your mouth with his lips covered with your juices. you can tell from his grip how needy and pissed he is.
you immediately respond, hands flying to his hair and tangling it again when he just fixed it a few seconds ago.
lips smacking, tongues battling, the hunger fueled you two more.
another phone call rings.
“jesus fuck what does he want!?” riki detaches himself from your lips. his eyebrows pinch together from irritation as you quickly catch your breath. riki grabs your phone, frustration taking over his face.
“let me just take this call so it can be over with.” you say, examining how riki’s expression doesn’t change. you grab your phone from your boyfriend’s hand.
you look at riki once more, almost throwing a smiling as you compare him to a child throwing a tantrum.
“be nice. and i’ll be yours.” you say as he grab his fingers and play with it. riki’s eyes fixated onto that, calming down when he sees you twiddle with his fingers. it can’t be helped with your good nature. you’re naturally friendly and easy to approach, one of the ways why riki’s so comfortable with you.
“uh hello?” you say, trying not to be annoyed.
“oh thank god.” you hear junho say in a gleeful tone. “i thought something happened to you when you didn’t answer my calls. i got worried.”
you bit your lips from annoyance. you see riki eyeing you like a hyena. you can see his jaw clenching when he hears junho’s voice.
you mouthed be nice as riki ignore your words, mocking your words.
“thanks for worrying, but i’m okay.” you smile lightly between your words. “so what’s the problem?” you straightforwardly ask.
riki’s hands roam around to your hips, exploring your curves as he tries to find himself occupied. it soothes his anger.
“ah yeah,” junho replied. “number three for homework, the school raffle problem.”
you closed your eyes for a bit to recall what you did for that homework assignment. “i put 95%.” you said.
“oh really?” junho frowned from the other line. “could you explain why? i didn’t get that answer.”
riki’s teeth gritted from how he’s taking your time. riki’s time. sex time.
you spare a glance at riki who’s too busy roaming your naked body with his hands.
you uncomfortably shifted yourself, trying to not say something as mean as “pay attention next time.”
“sure.”
“ugh you’re a lifesaver y/n. can’t do anything without you.”
you grow uncomfortable and riki senses it by the lack of response and your confused expression. “thanks…” you linger.
“basically there are 15 winning tickets and only 5 losing tickets. the only way maria doesn’t win anything is-”
you let out a small gasp when riki grabbed his hard cock and aligns it right on top of your clit.
your eyes widen at riki. he smirk you off, amused at your reaction. his eyes are full of mischief and lust as he gained a new idea.
you look down at the vulgar sight. you see him rub his cock against your clit now and you almost moaned at how good it felt. your hips shift on bed with your mouth open from the immense bliss.
riki bites his lips, holding you still on your lips with one hand and the other on his cock.
“y/n?” you hear junho say that made you snap back to reality.
whatever riki’s doing, it’s not helping.
you hold in a breath.
“s-sorry got distracted.” you gulp afterwards. “if m-maria picks two losing tickets in a row and that probability is very small…. the e-equation is-”
you almost let a moan out but you immediately covered your mouth with your hand. riki rubs his cock up and down against your clit and your body almost twitches.
riki lets out strangled grunts.
“y/n are you okay? are you hurt?”
riki shakes his head, smirking with his head lean back when he hears concern for you.
“come on…” riki whispers. “tell him you’re okay.” you see him taunting you as you nod obediently.
“i’m okay! uh equation…” you linger. you can’t talk properly when riki continues to rub his bare cock in your wet hole. you see his wetness come out of his cock and go inside your clit.
riki notices your silence, feeling triumph for some reason.
he leans down to your ear, exchanging his body warmth to you. “be a good girl and answer him smartie.” he continues to rub his dick into your pussy. you look down and see his precum spill into your cunt, you couldn’t breathe from how hot this was. riki was so focused on catching his selfish pleasure.
your body shivers from how deep riki’s voice is, dropping an octave from his usual voice. you feel his hand creep up from your waist to your neck. he cups your next, resting it here. not squeezing or hurting, just claiming.
you nod hysterically.
riki’s lips land to your neck, making out with it like how he made out with your mouth earlier. he kisses, bites, and marks.
looks like you’re wearing a scarf to school tomorrow.
“it’s 5/20 times 4/19 and that should gave you 1/19.” you answer a little too quickly.
“ahhh..” junho says. “is that so? then what about the chance she wins?”
you bite your lip to suppress your moans when riki suddenly slams his cock into your pussy. both of you having your jaw open in silence. riki chuckles lightly when he feels your tight walls swallowing him.
“feel so good.” riki whispers. he slowly rocks you in and out, painfully slow for your liking like torture. your eyes tighten, you’re starting to see stars and riki’s name in the darkness.
“answer.” he reminded you.
“1 minus 1/19.” you replied back.
you slip out a moan when riki’s pace became faster, needier. “s-shit.” he mutters, rolling his hips into you that sends in spirals. your back arch and you roll back your eyes. riki smiles, “feels good right?” he asks, taking your breathy sighs as a yes.
“hey everything alright y/n?” junho asked, sounding worried.
the mhm hmm sounded more like a “mmph hmmm” straight from a porn video.
“y-yeah i’m okay! don’t worry!” you try to sound joyful and normal as possible as riki’s hips snap into yours. he was becoming faster like he’s chasing adrenaline.
riki’s hand on your neck tightened slightly as you take in the image of riki’s ecstatic expression. his adam’s apple was right in your view, his mouth lets out small puffs of air, eyes shut as his hands onto your waist tighten.
“are you sure y/n you sound a little—”
“goddamit yes!” you aggressively yell as you shut off the phone and toss it somewhere in your bedroom.
your muffled moans from your hands suddenly became the loudest noise in the room.
“fucking finally. what a loser.” riki grunts, chuckling a little bit from your action that definitely made him mentally say that’s my girl. “waiting for you hang up with that freak.” he throws you a prideful smile.
you give him a lazy smile. “i said be n-nice.”
riki rolls his eyes. “as if you didn’t curse him out.” he then squinted his gaze on you, a grin growing. “you cursed him out for the first time. that’s my girl.” he caresses your cheek as you grow a shy smile.
riki sighs, repositioning himself as you also fix yourself. he started to thrust into you as your smile died down.
“what an asshole for trying to take what’s mine.” riki’s jaw tightened, snapping your hips into his in a fast, sharp move that leaves you breathless. “fucking doesn’t know statistics. what a dumbass.” you giggle at his comment. riki’s lips twitched upward upon hearing your giggle.
riki sees your breasts aggressively move up and down along too which makes him go faster and thrust you like there’s no tomorrow. your bed squeaks from how fast riki is thrusting you in and out and your toes start curling. “so pretty..” he says.
“riki baby i’m close.” you whimpered, pulling him close to your chest with your nails scratching him all over his back. he licks his lips from the pleasure of your nails claiming him.
his dick feels your walls clench, indicating you’re reaching. riki goes down on your boob and started sucking it like a pacifier.
“i wanna cream all over your pretty dick pleasepleaseplease.” you begged, wrapping your wraps around his waist as riki dynamically pump you in and out. the sloppy sounds become louder.
“cum all over my dick like a pretty girl.” he murmurs against your chest, looking up at you to take in your appearance. he gets a sense of pride knowing you look absolutely gorgeous because of him.
you finally came. your back arches against the bed. riki continues to get his orgasm, his movement becomes messy and he trembles later when he finally reaches, shooting his sperm right inside of your pussy. his dick twitches inside your body.
“ughhh fuckkk…” riki groans, catching his breath. you glance at him. his abs clench and you see his muscles flexing from his post-orgasm. you hold his wrists that were currently holding you still, rubbing softly to let him relax.
you thought you’re done.
you’re being flipped on your back, from riki’s tremendous strength. you’re still catching your breath as you cream out of your hole. riki groans at the sight, sucking it to clean you off.
“too much…wait.” you whisper, trying to push back. “mhmph no.” riki mumbles into your red, aching pussy. he grabs your ass back to your face to eat it off. it made be more excited, how filthy he is with you, before and after sex.
riki licks you softly, tasting every bit of you and his. it wasn’t harsh that it hurts you, but he gives kitty licks to wipe you up.
“i know baby but i’m not done with you yet.” riki pouts.
riki lets you breathe after some time. “one more baby?” he asks as he grabs your ass cheek, massaging it.
“mhmm..” you said, positioning yourself with your hips up to the air.
riki jerks his cock, lip biting at the sight of you raising your hips to him. he automatically gets hard. he sees you sway your hips side to side for him, and wetness oozing out already.
“excited to be fucked like this?” riki mumbles, hinting a little bit of teasing. he grabs apart your asscheeks, seeing how red and puffy your clit is. he inspects how to fill you up again real good.
“you always fuck me amazing.” you mumble into the sheets. “your cock always fill me up so good.” you hiccup.
“you’re so hot.” riki’s licks his lips, positioning himself to line himself into your hole once again.
“deadass y/n, every time i see you at school, i always think of pulling you aside and fucking you hard. how your face would make when i hit your pretty cunt, your cute sounds when i touch you, how tight you are-” he speeches and your heart flutters at his words. it makes you wet and riki sees it.
“the wet noises when i finger you, fuck, i’m so lucky.” riki leans down towards the side of your face, removing a piece of a sticky hair strand from your face to see you clearly. he looks at you with dark eyes, with lust, with possessiveness. he examines your red face.
“do you also think about me too?” he asks, his hands rubbing and soothing your ass. you let out an airy “yes. i want you too..” you spoke. riki smiles, pecking your cheek as he was satisfied with the answer. “so cute.”
riki goes back to his position, pushing you down to arch your back more. you obeyed. riki loves to see your back view, your ass in front of him, and see your face pressed into the sheets looking at him.
before he dives his dick into you once again, riki gives you a slap in one of you asscheeks. you moan into the bed sheets.
“such a nasty slut. getting slapped dumb.” he lifts up another hand and slap the other cheek, making you squirmy. riki lets out a dry laugh, rubbing your cheeks together with his heads to soothe the pain.
you smile, eyes closed from tiredness. “yeah for you..”
riki’s grin grew wider. “just for me..” he mumbles, admiring your body. he gropes and squeezes it, enjoying the soft flesh that you offer to him.
“this pussy was made for this cock.” riki spoke, slowly inching his head cock into your hole until he’s fully nestled.
you both groan in satisfaction. “how did you get tighter?” riki asks in pure astonishment. he feels you clenching once again which sends him into nasa, rolling his eyes.
“please move.” you beg. riki’s hands stay on your hips to hold you steady. “mhm cock your cock so bad.” you move your hips. riki’s hands grip your hips tighter.
riki slowly moves in and out, making you gasp loudly. “mhm fuck riki argh-”
“perfect pussy.” riki says as he fucks you from behind. “all mine. fuck that junho guy. kissing your ass when you’re mine.” riki speaks with gritted teeth.
he looks down and sees every your face: the way your lips part and you bite them with every bit of energy you have that it would bleed from every second, your eyebrows twisted from unbearable pleasure, the sounds of his body colliding with yours makes him thrust faster. he’s studying you. he knows your body. your strength and weaknesses. what makes you wet and squirmy. what makes you pull that type of expression, ugh his muscles expands over your tiny body.
your heart flutters from the possessiveness from his words.
“say i’m yours.” riki speaks.
you scream, “im yours!” when riki strongly thrusts his dick into your gspot. “i-im yours holy fuck…” you whined.
riki grabs a bunch from your hair and rocks his hips into you like a madman. you cry in the pillows. you grip your bedsheets until your knuckles turn white.
you’re being pulled up, your boyfriend’s being, slender fingers wrapped around your neck and your back being pressed into his chest. your body sweat mixes with his. your toes curl when he thrusts his gigantic cock into your cunt deeper, like he owns you.
“the next time i fucking see that asshole, i’m gonna fuck you in front of him.” he says against your ears.
you moan at the thought. that would be so hot, maybe he would finally leave me alone
“did you get wetter?” you can only whimper. “fuck does that idea excite you? what a slut you are.” riki nibbles in your ear while you were being pounded by your boyfriend. he feels your wetness oozing out.
“but you’re my p-perfect slut.” he grabs your jaw to turn to him, feeling your warm against his lips. he opens his mouth and kisses you with such deep passionate. you grab his hair, pulling you closer to him.
“faster baby.” you let go to whisper. riki listens and go faster. your moans became louder.
“you’re gonna tell that junho guy to fuck off?” you’re giggling that he’s still mad about junho earlier when he’s completely out of your mind.
“will you?” he snaps his hip a little harder, making you moan louder.
“y-yes. sounds good, r-riki-” you bite your lip. riki rolls his hips into yours, growing impatient to just fuck you dumb. he will one day.
“just like that oh my god.” you breathe loudly afterwards. “cock feels so good.” you bite your lip.
“such a good girl for me fuck…” you catch riki’s warm breath to your lips. moaning together as you’re finally reaching your high.
“i’m your only girl good.”
riki pants, smiling. “fuck yeah baby. i’m yours and you’re mine. everything about you is mine. i’ll make that little fucker know. and everyone else in school.”
“pump all of your cum into me until we go to school. i’ll show it off.” riki lets out a lowly chuckle when you said that, making him being turned on from the idea even though you’re not the type of person. that’s what makes you hot. the sweetest and cutest person riki knows is a hidden filthy slut in bed.
“come with me princess…wanna c-cum together..” riki says against your neck, peppering messy kisses when he feels you getting tighter and tighter each second when he hits your gspot.
“r-riki!”
you let out a high pitch scream as riki lets out a long groaning sound into your ear. you’re panting frantically. riki pulls out gently, careful to not hurt you. when riki sees you’re not in no sign of distress, he lets slowly puts you down on your bed on your back.
he removes some hair strands from your face so he can look at you clearly and admire your after sex self. face flushed, sweaty, your pussy filled with his cum, catching your breath, jesus fuck you look like heaven and riki feels like he became president.
riki comes back from the bathroom after you were closing your eyes, catching up rest. you slightly jump when a warm cloth cleans you up. your pussy, your thighs, your legs, anywhere that had cum landed on you.
you smile at riki at his thoughtful action especially when he looks cute and focused like he wasn’t busy railing you out a while ago.
after cleaning up and wearing riki’s baggy clothes to bed, your tired bodies joined together as one to go to school. riki speaks up before you fall asleep with his arms wrapping around your waist and your head pressing on his warm, buff chest.
“so can i make out with you every time we see him?”
synopsis: your clingy boyfriend knows exactly how to make get your attention
includes: 2.2k words | SMUT | yn a little mean😿 | jake loves boobs!❤️ | fingering | making out | cursing | pet names | pwp | praising | jake dirty talk!! | yn’s real asf about jake cursing | minors do not read or interact.
extra: this is saur last minute! | impulse jake thought! | jake’s great with his fingers right? | lowkey need jake to finger me, who said dat🤓 | can you tell im a praise girlie¿? | short smut drabble for now… | request inbox is open ~ 🫰😆
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jake is slowly losing it.
as the hard working scholar you are, your grades matter to you the most. endless studying, countless of note taking, multiple practice exam quizzes to boost your grade up, made you be such an overachiever.
jake admires it. really.
he likes how devoted you are to your studies and loves seeing your satisfied smiles once you received your exam grades, and little hums when you’re finally done studying.
at first, he was okay with shifting your mind more to your studies. as he knows, education is top priority, however, he started to become pouty when your attention for him had gradually decreased.
you remember the little moments when jake would pull you by your waist and hug you like a bear when you’re grabbing tea from the kitchen, but your mind was so focused on memorizing terminology. or when jake playfully swipe cream on your cheek when he bought you your favorite strawberry cake slice to relax, but in the end you gave him a sour expression and went to your bed to study. or how you would eat dinner a little late, yelling from your bedroom, “be there at five! almost done with the chapter!”
jake believed he would be the greatest boyfriend of all of history, so he becomes patient, and wait for you to finally look at him, but the attention never came.
when he walks into the bedroom, it’s no surprise that he sees you on your ipad on the bed. you’re reading some chapters your microbio professor had assigned for you for homework.
jake smiles to himself at how comfortable you look, and peaceful too.
you feel the bed dip next to you. “hi baby.” jake gently says, kissing your side temple.
“hi hi.” you mutter, throwing a little smile on the side but your eyes were still glued to your reading.
“whatcha reading?” jake throws his arm around you, pulling you closer to him as his eyes glance at the confusing sentences.
“microbio…” you exhale a little too loud. “professor is making us read 6 chapters tonight.” you roll your eyes, finger sliding down on your ipad to continue reading. “stupid.” you mutter. jake’s grin grew from amusement but he sees your tiring expression.
jake pouts, feeling bad. you feel his thumb rub little circles against your arm. you hummed at the feeling, your stress slowly loosening up with his affectionate touch.
“aw that sucks.” jake mutters. “‘m gonna watch some tv.” he grabs the remote from the nightstand as you nod, not minding whatever business he wants.
he turns on the tv and keeps you close to him. it feels nice, you keep to yourself.
it’s been twenty minutes, and jake is needy.
your faint scent of lavender and rose fills his nostrils, and he can’t help but wanting to keep you closer, smell you, even touch you.
jake glances down at you, still reading those stupid chapters with such an immersed expression.
his mind says no, don’t bother your lovely girlfriend, but his heart tempts him to fulfill his desire.
knowing you, jake knows how to get his way.
“want to sit on my lap?”
jake asks suddenly, pulling you out of your engaged reading. you turn to the side, seeing jake looking down at you. you contemplate, but you wanted to before your stress gets consumed into anger.
“okay.” you say and jake mentally triumphs. his legs immediately spread out for you and he straights his back against the headboard.
his hands steady you on your waist as you make your way to his lap. you don’t see jake but he’s biting his lip when your ass is on his face for a quick second.
you exhale (more like moan) in content when you feel his arms wrap around your frame, hugging you close against his chest.
“feels nice.” you close your eyes for a while. jake fiddles with the ends of your cami top, smiling at you.
then he pushes a little further. “can i play with your boobies?” jake says a little too casually.
you turn to face him and shoot him a glare, but jake was quick with it.
“i haven’t touch them in a while! please, just a little touch.” jake pleads with a pout in his face. his hands still rests on your waist, making circles to soothe your anger.
“jake don’t distract me.” you deadpanned. but jake’s jaw open and his eyes almost flew out of his sockets. he felt offended. “me distract you… pft never!” he shrugs his shoulder but you weren’t buying it.
“i won’t! i’ll be a great boyfriend, just please. just let me touch them, won’t do anything else.” jake raises his hands raise to his sides, looking defensive and determined to get you to agree.
usually, you would scold him or leave to go to another room, but you didn’t. maybe you need a little relaxing touch from your boyfriend, especially with an expression like that.
you acknowledge how lack luster your physical touches became, so maybe a little touch from jake wouldn’t get you riled up.
“fine.” you mutter, still glaring at him as you see his eyes light up like a lightbulb.
“wait really!?” he says a little too excitedly. you dismiss him with a hand. “yeah yeah whatever.” you turn back around and lean your body to his chest.
you let your arms rest at jake’s legs and let the ipad be supported by your knees. your arms open to let jake have easier access to your chest.
jake couldn’t handle his excitement. his wishes are becoming true. he didn’t realize how quick you were to say yes, maybe he realizes that you also want this. jake was determined to take care of you.
jake bites his lip as his hands slowly go over your collarbone and dip inside your cami top. he tries to hold in a groan when he feels your soft skin. while you sigh, missing his warm touches.
at first, he squeezes them with his big hands, missing the feeling of your tits. then his thumb caresses the skin above your nipple. jake lets out a silent gasp.
your breath becomes a little uneven but you continue to scroll down and read.
jake hands finally reaches your nipples where he slightly pinches them. he wants to see your reactions. are you also closing your eyes? are you also enjoying as much as he is?
damn hell you are.
you can’t lie, you needed this. you miss jake’s touch and how much he would caress your skin. so the intimate touching, brings electricity to your whole body.
jake squeezes, pushes your tits together, rubs them, leaves lingering soft touches onto your chest. but he slowly becomes a little too passionate.
he would pull your nipples tight, let go, and rub to comfort. and what’s when he hears your shaky breath. jake smirks, amused that you’re finally not reading those damn chapters.
“j-jake.” your head finally leans back, your eyes facing jake as he hums a little, “mhm?” his eyes are diverted to how his hands are playing with your tits.
“feels good.” you close your eyes, shifting a little in your spot as jake’s lips escape a soft groan when your ass aligns with his dick.
he wanted to take you doggy style right here but this wasn’t about him, it was about you.
“it feels nice, princess?”
shivers down your spine.
jake whispers to you, pecking your forehead. you nodded, closing the ipad and tossing it to the side. he smiles, finally getting your attention.
jake sees you squirming in your spot and he was about to bust a nice here and there.
you bit your lip, feeling an uncomfortable wetness in between your thighs.
“jake..” you look up with dazy eyes as his eyebrows raise at you to speak.
“i’m wet..” you whisper, shifting your thighs. jake’s eyes immediately look down and he licked his lips. “can you help me?” you whisper against his lips.
jake’s tongue rolls inside his cheek, he glances at you, nodding while giving you a smile.
“yeah i can..i’ll take care you princess. just relax for me.” the way jake’s hands slither down to your stomach already makes your chest be filled with rapid heart beat. you’re anticipating the next move.
his hand caresses across your stomach like a massage, making you really relax. you sigh.
“you’ve been studying so much, i think you need a reward.” jake’s hand rubs through your thigh through your shorts. you feel warm. “all of that time studying, a good girl like you deserves a treat to destress.”
jake whispers to your ears. you look down and see jake gently open one of your thighs. you immediately obliged, open your legs out for him.
“yeah that’s right..” jake kisses your cheek.
his right hand still caresses your boobs while the other one is slowly making its way up to the spot where you’re needed the most.
his hand dips instead your shorts, and you see him do so. how his hand disappears under your shorts, makes you whimper.
jake’s hand lays on top on your underwear, cupping it. he’s amazed at how wet you are.
he groans out loud when he feels how wet you are. he starts lightly going up and down in your clit, making you jolt slightly.
“forgot how sensitive you are, been so long..” he mutters, entertained at how squirmy you are.
your breathing became louder when jake’s fingers move your underwear to the side.
your hand slides up to jake’s hair, tugging the ends of it.
jake slips in a finger in your cunt and the both you moan. he tests it out first, eyeing your expression. seeing your mouth wide open while seeing him pump his finger inside your hole.
when he sees you nodding, liking his fingers, his pace becomes faster. “mhmm..” you let out, massaging his hair.
you can hear how wet you are, as for jake, his dick is becoming harder and harder. more wetness gushes out of you when he rubs your clit up and down. fingering, back to rubbing, and back to fingering, boy you felt amazing.
“so wet..fuck.” he mutters and you swore that hearing your boyfriend swear was the hottest thing ever.
“jake..” you squirm. “kiss me.” you say, looking up at him, with your warm breath touching his lips and jake immediately presses his lips onto you.
jake devours your mouth like a starved animal. he pushes his tongue into your mouth, making you breathless and dizzy. he tilts and turns his head to get the best angle of you. when he’s deeply kissing you, he fingers you in and out.
“baby..” you broke the kiss, the pleasure consuming you and making you breathless. jake dives into your lips once again, already missing the feeling. he tugs, bites, everything at once and you feel like passing out.
he throws into a second finger. you moan into his mouth his pace becomes a little faster and you’re squirming more against him. “like that jake..please…” you pleaded in desperation as jake smirks against your neck, breathing harshly.
“take everything baby.”
your walls are tightening around his fingers and it makes jake groan. both of you feel fantastic.
the sound of your wetness becomes louder and evident, making jake focused on making you cum.
you throw your head back against his shoulder. he sees your pinched expression in pleasure. he pulls your top down, his hand reaching to tug onto your boobs.
“you sound so pretty.” he pecks your neck, making you moan louder. you feel jake tug a little with his teeth on your neck. “can you be louder?”
his fingers starts to go side to side in a rapid motion that makes you cry out loud.
“beautiful.” jake smiles at you.
“fuck your fingers are so fucking good. holy shit-” your legs are starting to close, your hand immediately grabbing his wrist to pull away but jake insisted. “mmph—”
“no!” he says, not in a scream. “you’re gorgeous when you’re legs are open for me like this.” he goes back to fingering your cunt.
“hear this? so fucking beautiful.” he curses against your lips in a deep voice that hinted teasing.
you’re gasping, pleasure becoming too much.
“this pussy is mine. all of it.” jake holds onto your collarbone to keep you steady. “y-yes it’s yours!” you scream out.
jake chuckles. his tongue rests on his lips, concentrated.
your walls tighten once again, you tighten your grip on his hair, encouraging to keep the pace. jake groans at the grip. “i’m gonna cum.” you whine. “jake…” you say slowly as his pace fastens.
his grip on your tit tightens, holding them, even twisting them harsher that it makes you breathless.
“come for me.” he says. “you deserve it baby.” he soothes you, kissing your cheek to encourage you.
your walls tighten around that specific spot that jake hits. your jaw opens, letting out a quiet scream, face contorting. jake sees your erotic expression, continuing to hit your g-spot spot strongly and repetitively.
“found it.” jake smirks, voice filled with happiness and glee.
you look down, the sight of his veiny hands into your pussy makes you clench harder. that what makes you lose it.
jakes hits the spot that had you jolting around him and your thighs shake uncontrollably. jake holds you still in your spot, his hand pushing your stomach down. he makes you cum with his fingers.
you feel it, pushing jake’s hand away but he doesn’t budge.
“jake!!” you rolled your eyes back and you let out the most intense scream you’ve ever let out.
you’re gasping for air, your hair strands stick to your forehead, and you’ve released your cum into jake’s hands. he runs his fingers all over your cunt, making you overstimulated. “too much…” you whisper as he cleans you up.
he hums in satisfaction, seeing your chest fall up and down and your release on his fingers.
you open your eyes once jake’s hand disappears from your cunt. you eye him, and you see the cum-covered fingers go into his mouth, sucking it like a lollipop. jake stares at you while consuming all of your release, popping his mouth once he’s done and your heart quickens at the sight. then he throws an innocent smile.
“see all you needed to do was to loosen up.” jake sends you a wink and you can’t help but to scoff.
౨ৎ ## darling, you’re the beauty of a hummingbird and the standstill of a cherry blossom.
synopsis: what a way to end your carnival night with your secret boyfriend. except, he hasn’t touch you in forever.
park sunghoon x fem reader!
includes: 4.5k words | SMUT | some cute, fluff moments to balance | class president yn x down bad sunghoon! | lowkey cockblocked HAHA | secret relationship | semi-public sex ¿? | unprotected sex (BE SAFE!) | fingering | oral (f, m receiving) | big dick sunghoon | big boobs yn | missionary | creampie | budge kink ? | pet names | dirty and soft talk ? we love both! 😘 | sunghoon loves your neck saur much | praise!!! | lots of talkingggg♥️🫰 | minors do not read or interact.
extra: yay it’s here! my first smut writing!! after looking at the poll votes, yall needed this NEOWWWW 😛 | plz be nice 🙏 | finally posted something, i’ve been busy studying non stop #stressed | lowkey intrusive thought 🫰 | request inbox is open ~ | happy early valentine’s?? 😅💗
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the school’s spring festival was a success.
with amazing coordination from the student council of all grades, you were met with satisfied results.
you were given three months to plan, coordinate, and accumulate all students in your school. you, as the grade’s class president, you were in charge of collecting opinions, doing surveys, and making posters for the school’s festival.
it was amazing. the weather was perfect, sunny with some breeze as the cherry blossoms were starting to fall from the trees. everyone was happy and enjoyed the activities that were included. seeing everyone smile made you smile, it gave you some sense of pride.
your adorable outfit, simple blue jeans, a red plaid tube top that fitted right and was appropriate, and a white cardigan and a matching white bow to fit your messy bun, made you look so pretty and captivated from everyone. you looked soft and delicate. like a flower 🌸 your boyfriend texted you after you sent him a selfie earlier today
that radiate smile you give off to people, how you listen to students with genuine interest, and how you softly speak to them, it’s no wonder people like you and want to keep you as class president. you have the grades, the balance, the sweet personality, and the serious one too.
you were so occupied with the student council and helping build the festival while balancing your grades and extracurriculars, that your boyfriend is still yet to spend a private moment with you.
sunghoon💗: are you done yet?
sunghoon💗: i’ve been waiting for you
hmm not yet, i have to still stay at the club sign up area for a bit :(
once some students leave and the area is a bit empty, i’ll come to you :)
sunghoon💗: you’re not gonna clean up?
pfttt i have other priorities ;)
i can start setting up
sunghoon💗: please hurry
sunghoon💗: i want to see you
sunghoon💗: you and that pretty outfit of yours
sunghoon💗: you’re very much prettier in person
sunghoon💗: i only saw you from afar but i still kept staring at you
sunghoon💗: finding any way to just stare at you and be in your space
i wanted to see you too :( i’m sorry i just got so busy with today
sunghoon💗: i know baby, i completely understand
sunghoon💗: idc but after this, you’re mine to keep
sunghoon💗: god i want to keep you all to myself
sunghoon💗: just you and me
but i’m already yours? hehe🥰
sunghoon💗: yes baby but i can’t hold it in
sunghoon💗: and that bow
sunghoon💗: the one i gifted you for your bday
it’s the best bow ever!! 😚 thank you again <3
sunghoon💗: anything for my princess
i have to go now, they want me to start prepping! i’ll be there soon and we can watch as many movies as you like tonight :)
sunghoon💗: oki, i like the sound of that
sunghoon💗: i’ll be waiting ❤️
you bit your lip, containing your smile. you put your phone in your back pocket as you help your classmates clean up with some students saying goodbye while passing by to go home. of course, you cheerily thanked them for coming today and hope they go home safely.
you’re in a good mood once you finally have time to see your boyfriend.
after folding and organizing everything, you finally said goodbye to your classmates and headed towards inside the classroom building where you’re expected to see your boyfriend.
you excitedly go up the stairs, each step making your heart pound in anticipation. your eyes immediately try to find your boyfriend once you reached the floor. his back is leaned against the door at the end of the hallway, making you see his perfect side profile.
his eyes eventually saw yours. and you excitedly wave at him. sunghoon’s lips curved into a smirk upon seeing your arrival and finally having to grasp your appearance in front of him.
you walked towards sunghoon, already halfway there when you unexpectedly were stopped by two students.
“class president! we need help, we were supposed to interview this one student but she backed down last minute.” your eyebrows jumped, surprised at the sudden action.
“if you have time, can we interview you for like five minutes! it’s really quick! and you’re great at speaking too.” her eyes beg for desperation holding her mic while the cameraman stares at you with anticipation.
you’re stunned honestly. you didn’t expect this. you quickly glanced at your boyfriend who gave you an understanding nod. your lips shaped into a small smile.
sunghoon was about to shoot them.
but of course, he can’t. he prays that both of them will trip on their way home after stealing his girlfriend in front of his damn face.
“sure.” you replied. the two students jumped in happiness and helped you prepare for the interview.
as the interview started, sunghoon couldn’t help but stare at you. just at you standing in such a beautiful, polite manner. you answering their questions with confidence and radiating energy. you laughed at the right moments, spoke in such a delicate way that can people be attracted to you. your clean, effortless outfit and that big bow to show off your class-president vibe, sunghoon just kept admiring you from afar.
his eyes were only trained onto your figure. smiling whenever you smile. him nodding to your words as if you’re talking to him. god everything about you was so pretty that his heart ached.
“thank you!” the student thanked you before walking away. you immediately thanked them once again before finally walking to your boyfriend with no interruptions.
you finally stood in front of sunghoon, your eyes smiling first before your lips. sunghoon leaned his head against the door, his body turned towards you as he held a proud smile.
“hey class pres.” sunghoon teased. you fight the urge to roll your eyes as leaned in closer to him.
sunghoon instinctively opened his arms wide out to you as you immediately went into his arms, your face in his warm chest and your arms hugging him so tight.
“i miss you.” you mumbled on his chest, taking in that white musk scent of his that makes relax. after not having to spend time with your boyfriend for a while, you forget how sunghoon easily lets go of your stress.
sunghoon takes in your floral scent from your shampoo as he rests his chin on your head. you feel his lips on your forehead, pecking and you smiled to yourself.
you looked up at him as both of his eyebrows jumped. “how was the festival today?” you asked, still holding onto him.
“fun actually. i was able to win a keychain from ring toss. jay had a hard time.” he chuckled. your eyes jumped. “really? which keychain was it?”
“the cherry blossom one.”
your cheeks flushed in pink color.
it was the one that you designed and customized for the festival.
you try not to squeal, burying your head into his chest which makes sunghoon laugh from how ticklish it gets and how adorable you are from hiding from him.
“you really know how to make me blush. it’s not fair.” you said pouting at him. “do you like it?”
sunghoon nodded. “i do, it was the best one from the rest.” sunghoon’s dimple came out while smiling at you.
“do you know where i got the inspo from?” you asked, feeling a bit prideful.
sunghoon shakes his head.
“it was the first selfie that we had together. the cherry blossoms at the jeju field trip last year.” sunghoon’s face dropped, his expression amazed with your thoughtfulness.
he remembers it clearly. who wouldn’t? it was also the first time he kissed you.
his eyes just stare at you smiling. multiple thoughts coming to his head.
“i really do miss you-"
and just like that, you’re shut up by sunghoon’s lips. the familiar feeling creeping on your chest makes you immediately move along. sunghoon’s hand snakes to the curve of your waist to hold you still while his hand gently holds your jaw.
he kisses you harder, deeper. his tongue kissing your bottom lip for permission to explore your mouth.
you know this feeling. and you know what it means.
sunghoon is hungry.
after days, weeks of not physically being with you, he was so pent up and eager to touch you right here and there whenever he would see you in school.
the bus rides coming weren’t enough. secretly holding hands at lunch weren’t enough. your fingers brushing his when giving him papers weren’t enough.
if anything, it built thirst. more desire.
sunghoon swiftly locked the door behind you once you enter inside the empty classroom. you’re breathing heavily, your hands grasping his polo shirt to hold on as sunghoon doesn’t stop. he feels you all over: from your soft hair, your glowy skin, to your waist and under thighs.
you rest your head on sunghoon’s shoulder as his hand tightly holds you on your hip.
it’s possessive.
he immediately attacks your neck, from butterfly kisses to open, messy ones. you whimper when you feel his tongue dance on your neck. you snake your fingers inside his locks. pushing. encouraging, pressing his tongue deeper to your neck.
his hands from squeezing your hip to possessively squeezing your ass now. you moan at the feeling as he spreads apart of your ass cheeks. your heart beat quickens his hands play around.
he sucks on familiar spots, and specifically a very familiar one that’s above your collarbone that makes you crack a broken moan.
“f-fuck sunghoon.” you moan right into his ear that immediately made him hard. he slapped your ass, then rubbing it afterward.
sunghoon smirks against your skin when he hears something nostalgic. “when you sound like that, i really can’t control myself.”
more greed.
usually, you would curse him out for leaving marks that can be easily visible but in this moment, you didn’t care, all you wanted was him. you’re just as greedy as him.
you grab sunghoon’s neck to look at him. you see his eyes are dazed from making out with your neck. that sight itself made you dizzy. his messy hair, swollen lips, and hooded eyes. you couldn’t stop. didn’t want to.
“kiss me.” you spoke. sunghoon obligated easily. that makes you laugh and grow butterflies in your stomach.
you push him to meet your lips once again. more rhythmic, more soft, more like love.
sunghoon’s fingertips dance along to the ends of your top after you tossed your cardigan on the shelf next to you. he neatly removed your hair clip without hurting you. your hair fully let down.
your fingers quickly unbuttoned his shirt and you threw it somewhere. sunghoon smiled at your eagerness and just like that, his chest is open to you. muscular and well built.
“i miss your abs.” you saw, fingers dancing on his chest, stomach, abdomen, that made sunghoon clench his teeth as you stare with amazement, a smile curving your lips.
sunghoon lets you have your playtime since you haven’t seen him shirtless in a while, but he’s needy.
he pulls your top down, exposing your chest to him that made you gasp. your boobs jumped in sight. he gets even harder when you’re wearing a red lace bra that shows your perfect cleavage. and it’s one of his his favorite bra from you.
“fuck baby, did you wear this for me?” sunghoon says, his enormous hands cupping both of your boobs. you gasp once again at the stimulation. you’re sensitive after not having sex with him for weeks, maybe months. “did you think about me while wearing this?”
you nodded, pathetically. submissively. “yeah…” you grew why, looking away but sunghoon held your chin to look at his eyes properly. it wasn’t hard, but it wasn’t gentle either.
“so naughty of you.” his deep chuckle enters your ears. “just for me though… it’s the most beautiful scene ever.”
you sighed deeply, head leaned back as sunghoon fondles with your boobs. massaging, caressing, squeezing.
“i-i think they got bigger..” you mentioned suddenly after remembering one morning you looked at yourself in the mirror and noticed the difference.
a groan escaped from sunghoon. “shit really?” he asked excitedly and it makes you chuckle.
“can i see baby?” sunghoon asked, eyes staring to yours and you feel shy. you nodded, biting your lip as you wait for sunghoon’s reaction.
sunghoon wasted no time to unhook your bra and toss it somewhere along with your shirt. his eyes dilated. he doesn’t know what to do or what to start off with, but you’re correct, they are bigger than the last time you had sex with him.
“s-shit hoon!” you moan when sunghoon sucks on a boob, his tongue swirling, even biting your nipple as your jaw stays open from the sensation. his hand plays with your boob as your hands tug into his hair.
he does the same to the other after you hear a pop from his lips. you feel something warm between your thighs and you’re getting more desperate.
“i-im wet baby.” you broke out, heaving as your thighs press together. “i want you.”
“fuck baby i want you too.” sunghoon stares at you with hunger. he whispers on your lips. “i almost got hard in my pants every time i saw you. like a fucking teenager.”
you gasp at his dirty words. sunghoon was known to be a dirty mouth in bed but it still surprises you and makes you even wetter.
sunghoon leans towards your face and makes out with you one more time. he will never get tired of kissing you. playing with your tongue, getting your saliva, getting a taste of you. of everything.
his knee gets between in your leg as you moan at the sensation of his pants touching your crotch. immediately you started grinding onto his pants.
you break out from the kiss, moaning at how amazing the feeling is.
he puts his forehead onto yours, getting sweaty and heated up as he encourages you to go harder. faster.
“yeah baby, just like that. use me to make you feel good.” he whispers in your ear and making your moan from his words.
you kept moving up and down, trying to reach your point. your moans kept getting louder and louder and sunghoon had to cover your mouth with his hand.
“fuck i want to hear you so bad but i don’t know if i wanna share with other people.” he stared down at your crotch grinding on his knee and he bites his lips.
“i don’t want to share.” he grits his teeth. his left hand plays with your boob and it added more pleasure.
“sunghoon im c-close.” you closed your eyes, head leaning back when your mouth let out a silent cry.
but then it stopped.
you breathing became irregular when you looked at sunghoon with a confused expression.
“why did you stop?” sunghoon scoffed at your words.
“you left me alone to myself for weeks.” he then leans to your face. “i couldn’t touch you in forever, don’t you think you deserve a punishment too?”
your confused expression turned into an annoyed one. “you didn’t make me come because of that? are you kidding?”
sunghoon squeeze a boob into his palm, slowly and tormented. “aww baby don’t be upset. a little punishment won’t hurt right?” you hold in a breath. you shake your head. sunghoon leans close to your face, his hand creeping around your throat, not squeezing, just gently holding.
“all i had was my fist and pictures of you to jerk off to every time i shower. thinking of touching you, pleasuring you, swallowing you as a whole, but i couldn’t do any of that.” you got wetter. and you squeeze your thighs together. sunghoon glanced down and noticed.
“if i told everyone that the class president likes dirty talk, how would they feel? that their polite, superstar president, likes to be fucked in positions you can’t even imagine.”
you whined. “you wouldn’t want anyone to know right?” you nodded to his words. your hand reached towards his stomach, dangerously getting lower to his dick.
“how can i make it up to you? how will you punish me?” you bit your lip, eyes shooting at his and sunghoon’s jaw clench at your teasing yet innocent expression.
“suck me. i want to feel your mouth after i pounded myself with my own hand for weeks.”
immediately you kneeled down, eyes connected to his hard. you slowly unzip his pants as sunghoon eyes watched everything. your eyes widened as you pulled his underwear down, revealing his large, thick shaft in front of your eyes.
you licked your lips as you take him into your mouth. immediately sunghoon let out a loud sigh, feeling your warm mouth on his dick. he leaned his head back, eyes closed in pleasure as his hand rested on your head.
“fuck princess, you’re still good at taking my cock in your mouth easily.” he groans when you swirled your tongue on the tip of his dick, the most sensitive.
as you continue to suck him, remembering ways how to pleasure him, sunghoon’s face contorts into pleasure. his eyes pinched together and his mouth opened as he feels himself getting close.
“mhmm just like that.” he encourages you as you take him into faster. tears gathered around your eyes, but you didn’t care. you wanted to make your boyfriend feel so good. feel so rewarded for having to wait this long. “keep g-going.”
the grip of your head tightened, knowing that sunghoon was getting close. “where baby? tell me.”
you temporarily removed your mouth, replacing it with you hand as sunghoon almost rolled his eyes. “inside my mouth. please. want my mouth filled with your cum.”
you sucked his tip and that became his breaking point. he let out a strong, deep growl that made your pants uncomfortable as he shoots his cum inside your mouth. the sight made sunghoon lose his shit.
you swallowed everything as sunghoon hoisted you up and put you on top of the one of the abandoned desks. he wasted no time unbuttoning your pants and throwing them away.
sunghoon pulled your legs apart, seeing the drench mess he caused. he kneeled down, amazed at how wet you are.
“hoon please… please touch me. anything.” you desperately begged. you grew shy from sunghoon’s stare.
“what do you want?” his eyes peer onto yours. you nibbled your lip.
“your m-mouth.. please..” you push his head closer to where you’re needed most.
“i will. god you’re so fucking beautiful.” he removed your underwear, putting it somewhere on the desk as he dives straight into your core.
you screamed when his tongue started to play with your pussy like he was eating ice cream.
your other hand clenched onto thin air. you don’t know know anymore.
you leaned your head back, back flat to the desk, moaning nonstop at how pleasurable it is. your boyfriend is great with his tongue and he knows it. he works on it like a champ.
he sucks harder when you pushed his face into your pussy more. you rolled your eyes. sunghoon’s grip around your thighs tighten, moaning every time your thighs slowly crush him.
“sunghoon oh my god!” you yelled when his tongue flicked faster inside. you’re starting to feel dizzy. “o-oh my god.” you cried out.
sunghoon feels you clenching, but he doesn’t want to stop. so he stops. at first you thought you would have a break to breathe.
but no.
his hand goes straight to your clit, flicking side to side which sends you into a spiral. a jerking mess.
“come come come for me baby.” sunghoon is obsessive with you. he chants your name like mantra, wanting you to unfold him in front of his eyes. he’s starstruck.
sunghoon inserts a finger inside, both of his hands working hard to make you come and you moaned so loud, people outside would hear you. the windows are closed to your fortune.
“make everyone in the school know that a loser like me knows how to fuck you perfectly. that i’m the only one who can touch you like this.”
the pleasure was fucking incredible. sunghoon was so focused on making you come. “come on princess please please.” he begged, his tone whining as you pressed your thighs together, feeling overstimulated.
“no not yet.” sunghoon demanded, keeping your thighs open when he finger fucked you with two fingers now.
you were crying. panting. panting even heavier.
“i’m c-coming sunghoon!” you finally said, making sunghoon smile.
“yes please for me, you’ve been doing so well.” his fingers fastened the pace, your eyes rolling once you’ve hit your orgasm.
you squealed so hard, your chest going up and down to keep your equilibrium.
sunghoon dropped down to your chest, pecking your lips, your neck, your cheek, everywhere to make you come back to your senses from that overbearing orgasm. “mhm..” he mums against your skin, under your ear.
“can you do one more round with me princess?” sunghoon whispered to your lips, the head of his cock rubbing in your clit.
sunghoon’s jaw opened from how good it felt. he looked down, getting turned on from the tight as he feels you getting wetter again. “i’ve been waiting for times like this. i miss i-it so fucking much…” his breath becomes irregular as he can’t look away from the sight.
“yes hoonie, please fuck me again.” you put your arms around his neck, smiling with your hooded eyes and kissing him passionately once more. he played with your boobs (he loves them) as he kisses you deeper.
he holds his dick, putting it your entrance as he slowly goes in. both of your gasp at each other’s mouth. your eyes squeezed as sunghoon looked down. his eyebrows are pinched together in concentration so he doesn’t hurt you.
you whined when he filled his whole dick inside you. while for sunghoon, he gripped you so tight so he wouldn’t crumble. he was ready to come right there the moment your walls tightened.
you two stayed like this together, chests tight and heat radiating from the both of you. “been so long..” he whispered to himself but you heard him. you see him close his eyes, leaning his head down.
“are you okay baby?” he asked gently, holding your hip with one hand and caressing your cheek with the other. you nodded, feeling warm about his caring action.
“you can move.” you smiled. it soon died down when sunghoon started pumping his dick inside you.
“fuck you feel so good y/n.” he said, closing his eyes as his pace slowly quickens. “always so tight for me.”
you moan at him moving inside out, you felt full. he was pushing and pulling so amazingly, you’re starting to see stars. hitting the right spaces that made you roll your eyes back. you felt like your insides will be out of place. you felt so, so good.
“like that hoonie.” you moan. you pulled him closer to you as he spreads little kisses all over your painted neck and collarbone. you tugged the ends of his hair. “f-faster..” your hips jerked when his dick hits your cervix.
the sound of his hips clashing onto yours while strongly holding you still made you feel dizzy. you close your eyes to savor this moment. “u-ugh.” you breathe out.
“you hear that?” the erotic sounds of your cunt hitting his cervix. “milking me so beautifully.” he loud out a broken whimper when more of your wetness covered his dick. easier for him to move whatever way he wants.
“i love it…” you grabbed his wrist, nails digging into his skin.
“y/n baby you feel so good with you swallowing my cock like that. i miss this- fuck.”
sunghoon continued the pace like you said but after getting impatient for a while, he fastens his pace.
“a-argh!” you scream as sunghoon leans down to kiss your neck. you feel a sharp pain from his fangs pinching your skin, decorating your neck with even more with purplish marks. he can feel your perfect tits bounce against his chest.
he looks down and sees the bulge. his dick moving in and out and his desire powered through. he presses his palm in the area where he can feel his cock coming in and out easily.
sunghoon bites his lip.
“fuck your pussy is perfect for me.” you can only moan, tug, bite your lip to death, close your eyes. clench.
“y-you like this right? getting fucked like this … so d-dirty of you class prez..” sunghoon taunts, smiling at you as you couldn’t properly speak sentences.
“can’t speak because my cock is making you full?” you nodded, satisfying sunghoon. “i’ll keep fucking you like this forever. just say the word p-princess. that this dick is yours.”
you got wetter. “i-it’s yours. fuck… my pussy is y-yours hoon..”
“shit y/n how did you get wetter?” he asked with genuine astonishment as he continues to fuck you in missionary.
his forehead touches yours, his eyes dazing to your erotic expression. “so good.” you whisper. sunghoon smirks. “y-yeah?” he fastens.
“cream on my cock baby.” his hands grabs yours ass cheeks, squeezing the encouragingly as the sounds of love echo in the classroom.
just you and him.
“i’m gonna come.” sunghoon says, right in your ear as he rested his head in your shoulder.
“come with m-me.” you breathe out and that encouraged sunghoon to go even faster. his sighs and groans collaborating with your high, loud moans and whimpers were like music in the ears. it felt right.
“f-fuck!” you yelled. raw from your throat.
“fuck sunghoon!” you finally hit your orgasm. your nails clawed at sunghoon’s back, leaving red marks later on but it didn’t phase sunghoon one bit.
sunghoon kept fucking you still, his hits getting sloppy when he’s about to reach. you were clenching from overstimulation, making sunghoon halt his steps and roll his eyes.
“baby you have to relax.”
he caress his thumb on your hips then moved his hands to your waist to squeeze. his warm breath hits your face like it was hypnotizing you. his grip was hard enough to leave it bruising. you finally stopped clenching. sunghoon kissed you as a reward when he feels you loosen up.
he groans into your ear, sounding perfect when he hit his orgasm. you felt his warm cum shoot inside your stomach. the stickiness, hot, sweaty feeling of your bodies touch each other- it may be disgusting but you don’t care. none of you do.
“i love you.” sunghoon says, kissing your neck of where of your pulse is.
“i love you more.” you said back, weakly smiling and playing with your boyfriend’s hair locks.
as you two were getting dress and making sure everything was in place before, before you could grab your panties, sunghoon was quick to grab it.
he put it inside his pocket casually as you rolled your eyes. he smiles in triumph.
“can we go see the cherry blossoms outside?” sunghoon asked, his hand reaching for yours before you exited out of the classroom. his soft smile never leaving his face whenever he’s with you.
you smile, blushing as if you’re back from the day he firstly asked you out.
“it would be a pleasure mister park.” you giggled, interlocking your hands with his tightly as both of you ended your day with something romantic and nostalgic.
— the end.
please let me know if it’s good 😣 idk if it’s good😔
hey guyssss it’s been a while! hope everyone is well! i wanted to try something different, which is to write smut.
as you know, in my request or my account in general, i stated that i don’t write smut. only because i didn’t know how to write it or describe the feeling of sex HAHA it was awkward for me to even think of writing smut
but since its a new beginning and my frontal lobe is changing, i decided to test out a new writing field. open myself in something i’m not unfamiliar with in order to grow as a writer. i wrote a small sunghoon smut post, and i was wondering if anyone would be interested in reading!
feedback is really appreciated and helpful for me for my future writings~ and i really want to see how well my writing in smut can go (lowkey need validation)
smut is something that i cant really just sit and write. its a very intimate topic for me - it’s new for me! if everything goes well, i will incorporate smut into my works and in my request inbox. 🫰💗
ʚɞ summary - you’ve been pent up as of late. luckily, your boyfriend jungwon knows exactly what to do to take care of that.
ʚɞ tags - 18+ MDNI, f!reader, fingering, face sitting, oral sex (f. receiving), squirting, pwp, jungwon is A Munch !!
ʚɞ w.c - 2.8k
The key clicked in the lock with a final, angry twist. You shoved the apartment door open, your backpack sliding off your shoulder and hitting the floor with a thud that was far more satisfying than it should have been.
From the plush grey sofa in the living room, a head of soft brown hair popped up. Your boyfriend, Yang Jungwon. He was curled with his laptop, some coding tutorial or music video softly playing through his headphones. He took one look at your face—the pinched brows, the tight line of your mouth—and a gentle, knowing smile touched his lips. Without a word, he closed the laptop lid, set it aside on the cushion, and shifted, making room.
“C’mere,” he said, his voice already a warm balm soothing the sharp edges of your mood.
You didn’t need to be asked twice. You kicked off your shoes, your socks sliding on the polished floor as you stalked over and went straight for the source of comfort, turning and lowering yourself backwards into his lap, your back against his chest. His arms came around you automatically, one crossing over your collarbone, the other wrapping around your waist, pulling you snug against him. You let out a long, shuddering sigh, the tension in your shoulders easing a fraction as you sank into the solid warmth of him.
“It’s Professor Kim,” you launched in, the words bubbling up like lava. You were staring at the blank wall of your apartment, not seeing it, seeing only the smug face of your ancient literature professor. “The absolute gall of that man. We had the midterm paper due today, right? Ten pages, comparative analysis of two post-modern dystopian narratives. I pulled three all-nighters, Jungwon. Three. I had citations from the most obscure journals on JSTOR, I made the best points.” you groaned. “I even formatted the damn works cited page in perfect MLA!”
Jungwon’s chin rested on the top of your head. You felt the slow, steady rhythm of his breathing against your back. He made a soft, encouraging hum. “Mmhm.”
“So I hand it in,” you continued, your voice rising. “And he takes one look at the title page, one look, and goes, ‘Ms. Y/L/N, the font size for your header is 11 point. The syllabus explicitly states 12 point Times New Roman. This is a formal submission, not a creative writing exercise.’” You mimicked the professor’s wheezy tone. “A whole point, Jungwon! He didn’t even read it. He just—he just docked me a full letter grade for a font size! A full letter grade! Do you know what that does to my GPA? This whole week has been like this. That stupid group project, the coffee machine in the student lounge finally giving up right when I needed it most…”
You yapped. And yapped. Your hands gestured wildly in the air as you recounted every minor slight, every bureaucratic hurdle, every soul-crushing detail of a week designed to test your sanity. You squirmed in his lap with the energy of your frustration, your hips shifting, your legs kicking slightly.
Through it all, Jungwon held you. His focus was absolute. He nodded along, his cheek brushing your hair. He made little sounds of sympathy—“That’s terrible, baby,” “He said that?”—but his attention was on you, not the story. His eyes, had you been able to see them, weren’t glazed over with boredom. They were tracing the line of your profile, the way your lips moved, the flutter of your lashes when you got especially incensed. His hands, which had started resting placidly, began to move. The arm around your waist shifted, his fingers splaying wide over the soft cotton of your hoodie, right on the curve of your hip. He began to caress you there, his thumb making slow circles. It was a soothing motion, but there was an intensity to it, a possessiveness in the way his fingertips pressed just a little harder into the give of your flesh. You were too deep in your rant to notice.
“...and then I told Samantha, if she doesn’t contribute her share of the slides by tonight, I’m taking her name off the presentation, see how she likes—hey!”
You finally noticed because he moved. His hand left your hip, came up, and gently, so gently, brushed a stray strand of hair from your cheek. His fingers were warm as they tucked the hair behind your ear, his touch lingering, tracing the shell of your ear. Then he combed through your hair, slow and deliberate, smoothing it into place, brushing back a few more loose strands that had slipped free. His knuckles grazed your temple, then your cheek, before his hand returned to its place on your hip, this time slipping just under the hem of your hoodie to rest on the bare skin of your waist. A shiver, unrelated to stress, skittered down your spine.
You huffed. “Stop distracting me,” you pouted. “Are you even listening? Don’t you want to hear about my day?”
His response was a low, soft laugh that vibrated through his chest and into yours. His nose nuzzled the side of your neck, his breath warm against your skin. “I am listening, baby. You’re just… very cute when you’re passionate. And—” he coughed. “Very… wiggly.”
There was a thickness to his voice you’d been oblivious to. His hand on your bare waist tightened, his fingers pressing in, pulling you just a fraction closer into the cradle of his hips, and you finally felt it then—the hard, unmistakable ridge of his erection pressing against the base of your spine through both your layers of clothing.
Oh.
The rant died in your throat. All the chaoticness of your stressful week seemed to funnel down, condense, and pool low in your belly. A different kind of heat began to spread, slow and syrupy. You’d been so wrapped up in your own head you’d missed it.
“See?” he murmured, his lips now against the sensitive skin below your ear. His other hand came up, turning your face gently towards him. His eyes, when you met them, were dark, liquid pools of affection and want “You’re all wound up. Your brain is going a million miles an hour. Let me… let me help you unwind. Let me take care of you. Just for a little while. Let me make you feel good.”
His gaze was so focused, so full of love it made your chest ache. The last of your resistance melted. You gave a tiny, almost imperceptible nod.
“Yeah?” he breathed, a beautiful smile breaking over his face. “Yeah, okay.”
In one smooth, strong motion, he lifted you, turning you in his lap so you were straddling him, facing him, your knees sinking into the cushions on either side of his thighs. The position brought your cores together, the denim of your jeans a rough barrier against the stiff fabric of his sweatpants. A gasp slipped from your lips.
“Jungwon…”
“Shhh,” he soothed, his hands coming up to frame your face. His thumbs stroked over your cheekbones. “Just focus on me. Okay? Just on this. On how you feel.”
He leaned in and kissed you languidly, pouring every ounce of his attentive sweetness into it, his lips moving over yours easily. You sighed into his mouth, your hands coming up to clutch at the soft fabric of his t-shirt. His hands drifted down, over your shoulders, down your arms, and settled on your hips again. This time, his grip was more definite. He rocked you gently against him, a slow, grinding rhythm that had you moaning softly into the kiss. The friction was delicious, maddening through the layers.
“These,” he mumbled against your lips, his fingers plucking at the waistband of your jeans. “Can I…?”
You could only nod, breaking the kiss to rest your forehead against his as your hands fumbled between your bodies to help him. Together, you got the button undone, the zipper lowered. He helped you shimmy just enough, his hands warm and sure on your hips, guiding the denim and your panties down just over the curve of your ass, leaving you exposed and bare against the fabric of his sweatpants. The cool air of the apartment kissed your skin, followed immediately by the scorching heat of his palm as it cupped you.
You shuddered, a full-body tremor. His eyes were locked on your face, watching every flicker of sensation that crossed your features.
“That’s it,” he whispered, his voice husky with awe. “Just feel me, baby. You’re so beautiful like this. All worked up.”
His fingers began to move. He didn’t dive straight in—he teased. His middle finger traced slow, languid paths through your folds, already growing slick with your arousal. He gathered the wetness, spreading it, circling your clit with a feather-light touch that made you jerk and cry out.
“Sensitive,” he observed, a pleased smile on his lips. He loved discovering you, every time, all over again. “You’re always so sensitive when you’re stressed.”
He finally slipped a finger inside you, just one, sinking in to the first knuckle with a drawn-out pressure that stole your breath. Your head fell back, a broken sound escaping your throat. He watched the column of your neck stretch, mesmerized.
“So tight,” he breathed, his own breath coming faster now. He began to move his finger, a gentle in-and-out, curling it slightly on the retreat. “You’re clenching around me like you’re trying to keep me there forever. Do you want me in there, baby? Want me to make you feel good?”
“Yes,” you choked out, your hips beginning to move of their own accord, riding his hand. “Please, Wonnie, please.”
He added a second finger, stretching you beautifully, the fullness making you gasp. His pace remained measured, deep, and utterly focused on your pleasure. His thumb found your clit again, applying a steady, circling pressure that had the veins pulsing behind your eyelids.
“That’s it, just like that,” he praised. “Relax for me. I’ve got you, baby.”
His words wove a spell around you. The coil of tension that had been your constant companion for days wasn’t in your shoulders or your jaw anymore—no, now it was deep in your core, winding tighter and tighter with every skilled stroke of his fingers. You were panting, your hands gripping his shoulders, your forehead pressed to his. You were close, so close, the peak a shimmering promise just ahead.
And then he stopped.
Your eyes flew open, a whine of protest tearing from you. “Jungwon…!”
“Shhh,” he said again, his smile tender. He slowly, carefully withdrew his fingers, bringing them to his lips. He never broke eye contact as he sucked them clean, his tongue swirling around his fingertips, his dark eyes holding yours.. “So sweet. Always so sweet for me.” Then his hands were on your hips again, guiding, lifting. “Up for a second, baby.”
Bewildered, aching, you braced your hands on his shoulders and rose on your trembling knees. In one fluid motion, he shifted himself lower on the couch, lying back so his head was propped against the armrest. Before you could process it, his hands were guiding you again, turning you, lowering you.
Not onto the couch beside him.
Onto his face.
You realized his intention a split second before you settled, your knees on the cushion on either side of his head, your core poised directly over his mouth. A shocked, breathless laugh escaped you. “Jungwon! What are you—“
“I said,” he interrupted, his voice muffled but firm, his hands strong on your thighs, holding you in place. “I’m going to take care of you. Let me.”
Hesitantly, you lowered yourself, your hands braced on the back of the sofa for balance.
The first touch of his tongue was a long, deliberate lick from your dripping entrance all the way up to your throbbing clit. It was scorching hot, slick with his spit mixing with your gushing juices, and so fucking intentional that it sent a sharp bolt of raw pleasure surging through your core. Your pussy clenched hard, and you cried out, a desperate whine escaping your lips as your fingers clawed into the sofa fabric, nails scraping like you were trying to hold onto reality.
He didn’t pause, didn’t hesitate for a goddamn second. He dove right in like he’d been craving the taste of your soaked pussy for hours, like burying his face between your thighs was the only thing that mattered tonight. But it wasn’t some sloppy, frantic devouring—no, this was calculated and worshipful. He ate your pussy with the same intense focus he’d used on your rant, his tongue exploring every inch, tracing the puffy outer lips of your folds, dipping into the wet creases, probing every sensitive ridge as if he was discovering your body for the very first time. He thrust his tongue deep inside your hole, slow and probing, fucking into you with wet, slurping strokes that made your walls flutter and squeeze around the intrusion.
He sucked gently on your inner lips, pulling them between his lips with a soft, obscene pop, tugging just enough to make your hips twitch and more creamy wetness leak out. His nose bumped against your swollen clit with every movement, grinding into that hard little nub in a way that made stars burst behind your eyelids, making your vision swim with dizzying heat. It felt so goddamn dirty, the way his face pressed flush against your spread thighs, his breath hot and ragged against your skin, inhaling your musky scent like it was his favorite drug.
His tongue turned into a merciless tool of torment when he focused on your clit, flicking rapidly over the engorged bud with light, teasing lashes that had your thighs quivering and your breath hitching in sharp gasps. Then he switched, swirling tight circles around it, pressing firmer, the flat of his tongue dragging over the sensitive tip until your pussy throbbed with aching need. He kept you teetering on that brutal edge, never pushing you over—instead, he’d drop down to lap at your entrance again, tongue scooping up the steady stream of your slick arousal, swallowing it down with a low, hungry growl before returning to your clit. He gently sucked it into his mouth, enveloping the bud completely, his tongue fluttering wildly against the underside while he hummed deep in his throat, the vibrations buzzing straight through your core like a live wire.
Your world narrowed to nothing but the searing heat of his tongue lashing your folds, the iron grip of his hands spreading your thighs wider, pinning you open for his feast. Inside you, the pressure built like a vice, your pussy clenching rhythmically, dripping more and more as the coil of filthy ecstasy wound tighter, making your entire body hum with unbearable tension.
“Wonnie—hah—I can’t, ngh—I’m gonna—” you babbled, your body trembling violently, hips jerking up toward his face.
He understood. His grip on your thighs tightened even further, if that was even possible, holding you steady. He increased the pressure of his tongue, the speed, focusing all his energy on that one perfect spot, then slid a hand from your thigh, around your hip, and slipped two fingers back inside you, curling them in a come-hither motion that rubbed directly against that spongy spot inside.
That was it.
Your soaked pussy clenched hard around his thrusting fingers and you came so hard your ears were ringing. You’d never felt anything like this before, but holy shit, it felt incredible. Every nerve in your body was exploding in white-hot ecstasy, and a scream tore from your lips, raw and desperate, as you started bucking over his mouth, grinding your dripping cunt against his tongue as you sobbed. Your hips rocked uncontrollably, smearing your slick juices all over his face, and then it happened: your pussy spasmed violently, and a hot, forceful squirt erupted from you, spraying right into his open mouth in messy, endless pulses.
“Fuck, baby,” he groaned against your folds, but you were too far gone to hear, lost in the overwhelming rush of pleasure that made your vision blur and your toes curl. Wave after wave of that sweet release kept coming, soaking his chin, his neck, drenching everything as you rode his face harder, chasing every last drop of that mind-blowing high. Your thighs locked around his head, trapping him there as your back arched, every muscle seizing.
He didn’t flinch, didn’t pull back. Instead, he lapped at the flood of slick greedily, his tongue flicking softly over your sensitive clit while his fingers slowed to a teasing pump, milking out every shuddering spurt until your pussy was spent, twitching and empty. You collapsed finally, a quivering, sweat-soaked mess, your heart pounding.
Slowly, gently, he guided you off of him. You collapsed sideways onto the sofa, and he shifted up, looming over you, his face glistening with your release. He looked utterly, radiantly happy, dimples poking out with full force. Then he leaned down and kissed you, over and over and over.
“Feel better?” he whispered.
You could only manage a weak, dazed nod and a small laugh.
He smiled, that beautiful, heart-shaped smile, and you couldn’t help but smile back. “Good.”
synopsis: you’re sick, and the only person you can rely on is your boyfriend, riki.
nishimura riki x fem reader!
includes: 2.2k words | fluff | suggestive | riki likes to take care of yn | yn lowkey funny | kissing | cuddling | cursing | college au !! | riki ipad kid
extra: request inbox are open ~ a lil rushed haaa, riki fluff is 💯 booms, lowkey having a crush on mr nishimura (sunghoon look away)🥴, riki CAN COOK??, minecraft mention hehe, last fanfic of the year🎉 happy new year 💗 wishing that 2026 will treat us well☺️
likes, reblogs, and comments are appreciated! <3
[below the cut!]
you’re burning hot.
your whole body is covered in cold sweat, your throat is scratchy and it gets irritated whenever you talk, your head is running 100 mph, you feel dead inside and you don’t wanna move.
you immediately tried to get your phone, hands feeling everywhere on your bed to find it. you checked the time and you knew that you overslept.
you see your phone’s messages and saw your boyfriend’s messages.
heyy are you at the gate? 7:02am
hm i don’t see you 7:10am
i’m by your class, i don’t see you either, everything okay??7:26am
are you arriving soon??? 7:38am
you’re still home? 7:38am
y/n babeeeee☹️☹️ 7:40am
class’s about to start in 10 mins 7:50am
i’m worried 7:51am
are you okay babe?? 7:52am
babe??? 7:55am
you winced in pain when an area of your head started hurting. you tried your best to move any energy left in your body to text back.
sorry i’m sick :( 9:15am
immediately you felt a vibration.
give me your sickness instead 😁 9:15am
did you eat anything yet ? 9:17am
nooo i can’t move 9:17am
save meee 9:19am
do you want me to uber?😗 9:20am
no, it’s okay i’m not hungry… later? 9:21am
okay 9:21am
rest now and i’ll come by asap 9:22am
you know where the key is 🥴 9:25am
ugh shit everything hurts 🙁 9:29am
i’ll be there soon baby 9:30am
be careful 💗 9:33am
you fell back asleep after changing your clothes since you felt hot everywhere and laying in the living room couch instead. you tried your best to also brush your teeth with some energy left in your body. you changed into a cami top and a large, comfy hoodie that you stole from riki. you went to the couch since your bedroom’s ventilator kept making you sweaty and uncomfortable.
still sleeping for a few hours. you hear a door unlocking and plastic bags rustling.
you’re too tired to open your eyes but you felt riki’s presence in front of you.
it suddenly feels easier to breathe.
you hear his steps getting louder, getting closer to you, until he stops. riki bends down, seeing your sleepy figure. your cheeks are flushed pink and there’s messy strands sticking in your forehead. even though you’re sick, riki thinks you’re the most beautiful person.
you feel a large, cold hand being placed gently on your forehead. that woke you up.
you flutter your eyes slowly, lips tugging to form a small smile.
“riki…” you said in a faint tone, sounding happy to see him. his concerned face changed into a small smile when you called his name. “don’t look at me, i look horrible.” you covered your face with your hands when you’re aware of what you look like.
riki doesn’t care about that.
riki pressed his hands onto your wrist lightly, tugging it to remove it. “you’re kidding. you’re beautiful y/n, seriously.”
you pouted at his comforting words.
“everywhere is hot.” your lips tugged an uncomfortable frown.
“ah, what do we do?” said riki, pitying you that you can’t move and you feel worse. he stood up after examining you.
you placed your burning hot hand on top of his. “feels nice.” you said in a sluggish tone, not wanting his hand to be removed.
riki removed some strands of your hair to get a perfect view of your face.
riki taps on your hand to signal that he will remove it. you slightly let go, pouting that the cooling feeling wouldn’t last.
“drink some water.” he hands you an unopened water bottle he bought from the convenience store nearby. he opened the cap with his mouth since his hands are occupied.
you slowly removed the blanket covering your upper body. riki adjusts the blanket for you. as you slowly lifted your head up, he immediately cradles your face for steadiness. as your head was up, he fixes the pillow for you for when you’re done.
you drank the water, half already gone as your body was dehydrated all morning. you feel better as your throat becomes less raspy.
riki slowly puts your head back, your head snuck to the soft material.
riki searches something in his jean pocket. he rips the package with his lips and you hear it.
you feel something cooler, not as cooling at riki’s hand, but enough to make you feel good being planted on your forehead. you realized it’s a cooling pad.
your lips twitch. “thank you.” you said with such low energy.
riki hummed in response. he bends down once again, closer to your ear to hear. his hand reaches your flushed cheeks.
“i’ll make something for you.” riki said in a soft tone that was like a melody to you. you feel his breath in your ear as he eyes you.
you nodded. “okay, just not so much mkay?” you reached his hand, rubbing it. it sends electricity through riki’s body with your action.
“of course.” riki’s eyes move to the soothing sight. “after that, you’ll take medicine and sleep more okay?” you nodded.
“you’re seriously the best.” you peek one eye open, a lazy smile forming on your lips. riki smiles, leaning in to peck your cheek.
“i love you more.”
-
your nose picks up a delicious smell. you’re starting to get conscious as you rubbed your eyes.
in times like this, when you’re vulnerable, you appreciate your boyfriend a little more than usual. your mischievous, teasing boyfriend looks more mature and protective in your eyes. you admire his back, butterflies in your stomach as you want to be with him forever.
riki hears you rustling, a moan from you as you stretch your whole body in the couch. he turns around as he stirs the pot. he sees you looking at him.
“like what you’re seeing?” riki teased, eyes going back to the pot.
you put your arms below your head for support.
“mhm very.” you smiled, feeding his ego. “what time is it?” you asked. riki picks up his phone from the kitchen counter to check.
“11:30am.”
your eyes widened. “you didn’t attend the rest of your classes?” you raised your head but winced from the sudden dizziness. you go back to resting your head.
riki noticed, looking worried before he shook his head off.
“it’s only one day, should be fine.” riki reassures. his eyes search for the bowls.
“up there.” you pointed the cabinets above him. he glances at you and back to your direction. he smiles as a response, “thanks.”
“are you sure? you won’t miss much?” you asked just to make sure, feeling bad that you asked riki to come over.
“mhm,” he hummed, placing the bowl down. he starts pouring the soup into it. “they’re not as important as you.”
you blush. not from the sickness though.
riki sees your expression, pleased that you’re smiling more comfortably now.
-
after eating your soup that riki insisted on feeding you, and taking medicine afterwards, riki carried you to your room for you to sleep better and more comfortably.
your body is comfortably sprawling on your bed, your whole body resting more comfortably. you decided to take the hoodie off as you felt more hotter (which meant that the medicine is working). you also decided to wear a baggy shirt, telling riki to turn around for you to change. usually, he would tease you about changing in front of him but he decides to oblige to your request.
riki lays at the other end of your bed, your ankles resting on his lap. your body feels rejuvenated when he starts massaging your aching body.
once he finished, complimenting his useful skills, he decided to play a game on your ipad.
riki grabbed the controller, connecting it as he waits for the ipad load on your table. he leans into your bed, making you see the backside of your boyfriend when you turned to the side.
you didn’t mind. it didn’t really bother you when your boyfriend is taking care of you. it’s least you can do after he skipped his classes for you.
even though he was taking care of you, it wasn’t enough. you felt selfish and unsure to ask for something else instead, but you want his comfort.
“is there anything else you need before sleeping?” riki asked, turning around and seeing your sleepy eyes almost drifting to sleep.
“nooo, wanna see you play.” you said which made riki smile. riki liked when you see him play. it gives him motivation to win in games and it feeds his competitive spirit. you find it satisfying anyway to watch people play.
after some few rounds, you’re becoming needy. you stick your hand out, laying it around his chest, rubbing it a few times with your thumbs.
riki smiles when he feels your touch. this type of action never fails him to smile like a kid.
“mhmm what is it~?” riki asked in a loving manner, eyes glued onto the gaming screen.
“i want hug.” you feel embarrassed to say. you cringed with your own words.
you’re never the clingy type, rather riki is. you don’t know if it’s because of the medicine taking in effect, your sickness, or maybe both, but you want to feel riki’s warmth.
riki smiles, rubbing his lips together to contain laughing at your cuteness. he’s taking the opportunity to cuddle with you since you’re not usually the first to initiate it.
“okay, give me few mins. i’m adding finishing touches to our house.”
in minecraft.
riki and you usually play minecraft together, building a world together in case you guys don’t have time to see each other, you can always see riki’s love for you even when he’s not physically there with you.
it was also a great way for riki to show off his skills to you and you’d always admire it.
you smile, eyes peeking at the pink colored house that you requested. you see him add some plants to the front, knowing that you like flowers and deco.
“looks beautiful.” you said, heart fluttering.
riki bit his lip. “only want the best for my girl.”
your hand that was from his chest traveled to his back locks, fiddling it softly as you wait for him to finish. riki relaxes with your touch.
after a few minutes, riki is done. he puts back the ipad on your desk and the controller under your bed. you feel his body dip into your bed. you feel his larger frame behind you.
riki stays close next to you, scooting.
his hand slips on you waist, making you come closer to him (if it’s possible). he gives you small, multiple butterfly kisses in your neck which makes you sigh in content. he rubs your waist with his large thumb.
riki’s breath tickles you, making you giggle as he plants more kisses. he smiles in between them and you feel it.
“thank you for coming by. i feel bad that you have to spend your day with me when im sick.” you said.
riki shook his head. “no it’s okay, plus i don’t even like calculus and history.” he confesses. it makes you feel light-hearted and less stressed.
riki kisses your cheeks and you became silent, letting him do whatever. the sounds of his lips touching your hot,flushed skin echo all over you room and it’s a beautiful sound.
you feel his lips getting closer and you’re aware of what he was doing.
you push him lightly away from your face. riki looks at you raising his head. you turned around and see him pouting when you pushed him away.
“not my lips slick boy.” you knitted your eyebrows together, looking like you’re scolding him.
“can’t believe i got caught.” riki frowned.
you chuckled. “can’t believe you’re taking advantage of a sick girl.” you joked. you turned, placing your back on the bed. you looked at him for a while.
you see his frown and you smiled. to make it up, you leaned closer to his body, stealing a peck at his exposed collarbone.
riki’s eyes jumped, looking offended as you shamelessly smile.
“you’re taking advantage of me now?” riki dramatically asked, using your words.
“you look good.” you distracted him. riki’s persona faltered, knowing that he can’t around you.
“you look better.” riki leans to your neck, his favorite part of you, and gives you as many kisses as he wants.
“i’ll take advantage of you later.” riki’s deep voice resonated, sending vibrations throughout your whole body. your stomach twists.
you sighed, especially when he plays with your hand as he covers your head from bumping into the headboard.
“me too. make it even.” you chuckled but it died down quickly when he sucks a part of your neck. your hand reaches to his hair, pushing it closer to your neck.
his soft, plump lips make you feel crazy.
riki abruptly stops his kissing. you look at him with hazy eyes.
“aren’t you sick?” riki asked, smirking at you as he tilts his head above you. you cheekily pouted. “ah i got caught.”
riki laughed and it makes you smile. you like it when he laughs.
“i love you.” riki confesses, putting you on your chest. you wrapped your arms around his chest as you cuddle with him like a plushie bear.
“i love you more.” you smile against his chest as your legs tangle together.
౨ৎ ## you're like the only thing that i see, it's crystal clear.
synopsis: an innocent first love sight turns into something more romantic when jungwon decides to make the first move.
yang jungwon x fem reader!
includes: 2.1k words | short and cute fluff | jungwon pretends to be nonchalant | jungwon’s awkward HAHA | cliché falling in love with a customer / worker at a cafe setting | yn thinks jungwon’s cute hehe | short-haired yn and black haired jungwonnnn
extra: this was such a random thought i had, originally for sunghoon because he’s awkward and he’s cute when he’s awkward but jungwon’s a professional chalant 🙂↕️ wrote this in one sitting for one hour 🤓 my inbox will be resetting! so if you have any requests, pls leave some 😚
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you started working in this dessert-cafe job just a little month ago. you've learned so much from your co-workers, from learning how to organize and fold boxes to memorizing each pastry and their ingredients for when a customer perks up their interest.
you mostly got trained in the cashier position, later shifted to barista, and now you can handle both easily.
you decided to earn some extra money during college and the job decided to hire some more people. you were nervous because you haven't worked in a while, but you hoped your skills and ambitions interested the hiring managers. fortunately, the interview went super well and luckily, you easily were able to be trained by the following week.
you sucked at conversing. you've worked cashier before, you've talked to people but you only had a script implemented in your brain when taking orders.
when customers compliment you and ask about your apron pins, you feel awkward to reply back. it's not that you don't wanna talk to them, but you don't know how to keep a conversation with a stranger when there is a line of orders. you feel rushed and overwhelmed to keep up a smile for a long period of time.
you've already met regulars in the cafe, witnessing how they interact with your coworkers casually. rather jealous, it was refreshing to see them be treated as if they were best friends. it makes you smile. one of the regulars you meet is a guy named jungwon. everyone, including your coworkers know him.
since it's cold season, he would come in with his gigantic, fluffy green bandana-like scarf and white gloves that had cat stitching to it. you complimented his gloves and he smiled back while saying thank you. the conversation died quickly when his order came out almost immediately.
you already have his order memorized. he would order a strawberry tart and an iced tea around the morning time. you remembered that he asked if there's any non-caffeinated drinks and how he dislikes them. you agreed along with him, recommending the iced tea that was added to the menu not too long ago. when it's super cold, hot chocolate would suffice his appetite. he has a child-like palette and it makes you smile because of his pure looks.
he would stay inside for hours to do work, whether with books or his laptop, in his regular hoodie, and sometimes wearing glasses.
you're not gonna lie. jungwon does have a cute baby-like face and how he has that bright energy that resonates inside the room the moment he steps in. he reminds you of a cat. a cute, curious creature.
whenever he smiles, his eyes smile along with him and you like his dimples too whenever you see it. he looks like a nice guy, you assumed.
the door opening with its bell made you snap back to reality.
it seemed that jungwon came with two of his friends.
"good morning," you greeted him with a smile as you stopped making boxes. you smiled to yourself to see that scarf that looks big yet comfortable to him.
"hey good morning." jungwon greeted back, walking towards you. you see his friends find a table to sit.
you decided to be santa and give his order free. only because of how many time he has ordered and continued to be a loyal customer.
(and because of his cute face)
you tilted your head with a slight smile as you looked at him, thinking. usually you would ask, "strawberry tart right?" and giggles would fill up the room. he would excitedly reply, "you remembered!" and that smile made you feel proud inside because he looked like a happy kid. he does have a nice smile.
but today, you're gonna go off-script.
"i got you actually." you said, looking at him with a confident expression. jungwon raised his eyebrows and blinked at you, looking confused on what you said.
you chuckled at his reaction, nodding your head. "yeah," you started walking to the barista side.
"an iced tea and strawberry tart right?" you confirmed, grabbing a cup to make the drink.
jungwon looked taken aback. he processed what is happening and lets out a slight scoff, his eyes starting to smile before his lips. he looks at you with awe, touched by your actions.
"yeah.." he lightly said, putting his wallet back in his pocket as you get into work.
"thank you." he genuinely spoke.
"it's my pleasure." you smiled reassuringly, pouring the powder in a separate cup for the hot water to dissolve.
he then turns around to walk to his seat as he will come back once you'll called him. your expression falls a bit when he left, hoping that you would make a conversation with him but you ignored it, focused on making the drink and letting the music inside the store flow into your ears.
"oh my god oh my god oh my god-" jungwon mutters under his breath too quickly for his friends to hear what he was saying. jungwon slides into his seat, his arms placed on the table and his head down with a clear, panicked expression.
"what happened?" riki, one of jungwon's closest friend, looks down at him as he was scrolling on his tiktok foryou page. he exchanges glances with sunoo who looks just as concerned.
"you guys didn't see?" jungwon looked up and whined with his lips pouted. jungwon is lucky that his back is faced to you so you won't see how red he is, and it's not from the cold weather.
"why what happened?" sunoo, another close friend of his asked.
"she remembered my order and gave it to me for free!" jungwon said as if he found gold on the sidewalk. jungwon then covers his face into his arms once again when his heart’s pounding.
riki and sunoo rolled their eyes, thinking it was something more serious. to them, jungwon's a little dramatic.
one month ago, when you've started working, it was on a random tuesday. when jungwon walked inside craving a chocolate croissant, he opened the door, and there you were. he found you organizing pastries on the display shelves, making them look pretty. he noticed a small smile tugged on your when you’ve finished, feeling proud whenever customers point and gasp when you placed them.
you had your short hair be into braids, giving you a cheerful look despite wearing a dark-colored uniform.
to jungwon, you were sparkling. he felt dumbfounded, as if everything around him was going by mindlessly, but his fixed stare to you was frozen. he felt something weird with you and he didn't know what it was. but he knew it when you smiled to him.
full of warmth and radiancy.
you sounded like you care. even though it’s just an order, you sounded attentive yet caring. he thinks it might be stupid to think if you care about his order, because truly, you sound like it.
sometimes he would hear you laugh with your coworkers and it felt like it was giving him strength when he was tired with his own work. he smiled when you tried attempting to make conversations with the customers. sometimes when you’re feeling unwell, he would magically pass you medicine as if he was your genie.
at first, you felt weirded out since he was a stranger but you realized that he has no bad intentions to you. he saw you coughing and passed you medicine which made you heart warm. you thought of it innocently.
at times, he would tune in with the conversations since he would sit near you and remember the things that you'd say.
you like blueberries.
winter is your favorite season.
art design is your major.
you're allergic to pollen and shrimp.
you like keychains and animals. sea otters to be exact.
everything about you screamed perfect to him and he wanted to talk to you. learn about you. but didn't have the confidence or how to approach without looking weird.
his once a week usual visit to the cafe became twice, to three times a week. his frequent visits also made you more curious of him.
"she's so nice..." jungwon mumbled his words.
"well yeah, you're a regular here..." riki said bluntly, receiving an arm slap from sunoo from sounding discouraging.
riki and sunoo finally saw you after getting curiously impatient to know what you look like. jungwon wasn't lying when he called you beautiful. you really are, which impressed sunoo and riki.
jungwon immediately texted his friends about you. every time whenever he comes by and sees you. even when you're not working, he complains and pouts to his friends for not seeing you. he would find a way to make time for you. half of his friends told him to straight up confess from his ass while the other half were teasing him about having the potential to start a relationship. riki stated that he was a freak for being (his nice words)
"too romantic"
"go talk to her! she's lonely right now." sunoo pouted, turning to see you. it was true, you were the only person on counter right now while your shift lead organizes the pastries. more of your co-workers will come by the next hour as it will get more busy later on.
"i can't..it's too late..." jungwon spares a glance at you, feeling down for missing an opportunity to talk to you.
"jungwon!" you called out his name. his strawberry tart and ice tea (you thought that his order fits his persona well) were displayed for him to get it.
jungwon gets up, gulps as he places a hand on his chest to calm his fast beating heart. he exhales as he turns around and sees you cleaning up the area.
he tries to be nonchalant and go up, but he immediately smiles when you looked at him with a bright expression. he can’t help himself.
"have a good one." you said to him as jungwon feels so giddy inside. he picks up the plate and the drink.
"you got a new pin.." jungwon nibbled his bottom lip, as if nonchalant when he had noticed it already when he walked inside the cafe. “i like it..” you looked down and smiled to yourself when he mentioned your new hello kitty pin added to the collection of pins in your apron.
"you have a good eye." you complimented. jungwon awkwardly coughed as he nodded. "i do..." jungwon replied but it's like a whisper.
you scrunched your eyebrows. jungwon looked at you and you looked back, awkward silence filling up. you were the first to laugh.
what was that about?
"alright, enjoy your morning." you didn't mind if it was awkward, he looked cute just now.
"you too." jungwon's lips curled, forming a dimple. you replied with a thanks as you go back on register.
you wanted to curl yourself up on your bed. you almost screamed a loud. you felt so distressed back there, being so close, in front of him, made you feel so nervous. you felt like you were fumbling really hard in front of him.
you thought to yourself, did i look dumb?
you gulped, frowning as your eyes glued to the counter. your thoughts taking over once again as you probably thought you lessened your chances of having a normal conversation with jungwon. jungwon’s friends needed him to make a move asap.
"trust me it's gonna work." sunoo encouraged, tossing him a piece of paper and a pen as riki snacks on the strawberry tart.
riki and sunoo was about to throw up, seeing that awkward interaction caused by jungwon. they wonder how you were smiling and laughing with him just now.
"a-are you sure?" jungwon panicked, grabbing them as his eyes widened in fear.
"yes yes yes!" sunoo said quickly, urging him to go before both sunoo and riki gets stressed and get a scolding.
you looked up and see jungwon come back. you both exchanged a small smile, "what else do you need?" you asked as you tilted your head, curious of what jungwon will get.
"your number." jungwon just stands there., staring at you with an awkward position.
you do the same because what?
your smile drops and jungwon almost cries when he noticed. your whole body freezes up. "what did you say?"
jungwon gulps before he starts feeling hot both inside and out. he takes a moment to speak.
"i-i've been wanting to talk to you for a while now..and i wanted to know more about you..." jungwon stutters says as if he's feeling guilty. you looked down at the counter and see him slide the paper and pen close to you. your heart quickens at the sight. he sees you thinking and it’s killing him.
you looked at jungwon and his eyes are waiting for your response. every second feels crucial. the silence’s full of tension. he's mentally preparing himself in case you reject him. he stares with you with his doe eyes and your body softens, taking a breather.
you smile. the same smile when you first met him.
you grabbed the pen, eagerly writing your number on the paper. you bit your bottom lip, trying to hold in the biggest smile you could ever make.
you slid the paper back to him as you looked away, controlling your smile.
"i'll be looking forward to your text mr. strawberry tart." you said as both of your faces are red but your hearts are beating as one. it was the start of a blossoming relationship between you and jungwon.
౨ৎ ## innocent girl, don’t touch, don’t do it. don’t wanna take your golden light.
sim jaeyun x fem reader!
synopsis: your boring year ends with something unexpected, and it had to be involved with your best friend, jake.
includes: 5.7k words | suggestive content | inexperienced!yn x experienced!jake | best friends to lovers? | they funny lowkey | huening kai mention… but at what cost??? | they talk a lot… | yn’s insecure but jake reassures | jake’s also possessive?? | YN IS CONFIDENT!! | not proofread.. #oops | cursing
extra: i can’t tell who fell first tbh.. but also i’m finally back :3 i hope you guys remembered me HAHA | my skills are lowkey rusty i haven’t been writing for a year… | uhm im sorry in advance for cliffhanger | plz expect more of my works in the future!!!! | it’s also my bday!! i’m 20 now 🎂
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2025 is coming to an end. you should be happy that a new year is coming your way soon but you feel rather disappointed.
you felt like you haven’t accomplished much as you would’ve liked.
you wanted to attend parties, frat parties to be exact since you’ve seen videos all over social media how fun they are and hear wild stories coming from your friends, especially that one friend, but you’ve been stuck in your dorm all night, cramming your studies or just full on sleep on your bed to reenergize the next day.
you especially wanted to lose your virginity or full on makeout with someone. after years of “having the one find you”, you ultimately gave up after waiting for 20+ years. you hope that anyone you see hot, would fuck you.
so far, nothing.
you’ve tried dating apps and done some talking stages here and there but they all creep you out and they all said stuff that gave you the ick.
last year, you wanted to do so much, thinking that turning 21 would change everything.
you’ve expected so much but turned down so many opportunities due to fear and overall being tired, so you at least wanted to do something right before the year ends and you didn’t want to turn 22 with no exciting experience.
the doorbell rung at your house suddenly threw your thoughts out of the window. you’re currently home for the thanksgiving holidays and all the time you’ve been bed rotting and binge watching netflix.
“good afternoon mrs kim!” you hear a familiar voice that beamed throughout the house. you sighed, knowing that your energy will be all wasted and drained.
“good afternoon jake! y/n is upstairs.” you grabbed the nearest pillow and pushed your face onto it, groaning. hard enough that you hoped to become one with the pillow. you wanted to close your eyes forever as you hear his footsteps going upstairs.
“y/n, jake is here!”
your mom thinks that your best friend/neighbor, jake, and you, are still little kids. back then, jake would somehow follow you everywhere you’d go since he moved in from australia and was alone.
he was a quiet kid. always looking like a lost but curious dog. there would be times that you got aggravated from outside reasons and took it out on jake, and he would cry thinking everything was his fault. but still would follow you because you were his only friend on the block.
even now, looking back, you still terribly regret it. the sweetest little guy who strangely loved doing his homework’s and would have perfect attendance back then, has now become a party-loving, cocky brat.
“hi best friend.” jake appeared in front of your door, peeking in. his sassy tone as if he was proud of bothering you made you whine.
“go away.” you simply said, knowing that it wouldn’t work anyways. jake pout, entering your room despite you not giving permission.
jake doesn’t care, whether your room is messy or not, you two grew up since you couldn’t walk so.
“that’s not a nice way to greet your bestest friend in the entire universe.” jake sat down at the end of your bed, his hand learning over and touching your soft, pink silk sheets.
“i’m not greeting you.” you replied despite jake hearing you muffled against your pillow. he chuckles. “why are you here?” your head snapping towards him.
you see jake just staring at you with his hair being middle parted, exposing his forehead, his favorite white long sleeve t-shirt and simple blue denim jeans that had a gradient. he for sure looks comfortable.
you grumbled and put your head back to your pillow, somehow not putting up with his stare. that stare that screams “get the fuck out of your bed.”
“cmon, get out of bed, let’s go out, you and me.” jake offered.
it’s true. every time you hung out with him, it’s always been the two of you. whether it would be a simple 5 min walk to the convenience store or 30 minute train ride to the city, it’s always been the two of you without any problems.
“no.”
jake clicked his tongue, shifting his seat so that he’s more closer to you. he snatched your blanket away from you, making you whine.
your whole figure was exposed to him. your hello kitty shorts being slightly raised up and your favorite blue cami shirt also being slightly revealing more of your chest. “hey!” you yelled, whining when the cold air meets your warm body.
jake just stares. he takes in your figure in front of his eyes. and since your sideways, cuddling with your pillow, he sees a part of your chest being exposed and part of your ass cheek saying hi to him. he gulps and looks away after catching himself staring.
“didn’t you say you wanted to do something exciting before the year ends?”
that shot your eyes open. you forgot that you were on face time with him last week, complaining how boring your year was and almost crying because you felt that you’re so behind everyone else. you mentally cursed at him for having such a good memory.
you turned around, your back being flat on your back as you looked at jake, contemplating.
jake raised his eyebrows, waiting for an answer. “let’s finally get that belly piercing that you’ve talking about for months.”
you gulped. doubt overtaking you once again.
you’ve always wanted one since you’ve see your college friends have one and they looked fucking gorgeous in their pictures with it. it gave you fomo but it would be something to get over your comfort zone.
you thought this would be the perfect time because your parents are occupied with Jake’s parents, and you’ll be busy studying for finals tomorrow.
“my parents would kill me.” you excused, nibbling on your bottom lip to indicate your nervousness. you’re also nervous about the pain tolerance.
“they’re not gonna notice.” jake says casually. too casually that it made one of your eyebrows jumped. you lifted yourself up, leaning onto your headboard. your feet are now next to jake’s waist.
“that’s a crazy thing to say.” you spoke. “usually you’d be worried too.” you said, eyeing him suspiciously.
“are you sure you’re jake? what have you done to my best friend?” you said dramatically but also not so dramatic, tone full of genuine curiosity.
you haven’t contacted jake for two years straight during high school, as junior and senior years were the most important and time consuming.
even then, you two attended each other’s graduations despite having things to do the next day and being tired from a crapload of work. and the first year of college, you two haven’t hung out either. you wondered what happened during those times with jake.
you see him shrug. “i mean, i grew up. you know im not gonna be 10 forever.” his lip tugged upwards when he sees your defeated face. you hated that he actually gave an answer instead of playing along.
you crossed your arms. “i don’t have money right now to afford a belly piercing.” you said.
“i’ll buy it for you.”
you looked at him, almost scoffing because how can he casually say that to you as if it was nothing to spend on.
“oh come on,” you plead “you know how i feel about people paying for me.”
jake chuckled. he grabbed your ankles with his warm, big hands that sent electricity through your whole body. it didn’t hurt. it was gentle, just holding on.
“just pay me back later.” his lips curved into a smirk. you’re unsure what he meant especially with that smirk but you just nodded it off with a simply “sure” as a response.
“okay turn around i’m gonna change.” you get off of bed, going towards your closet to find some clothes to wear. especially clothes to hide your piercing. you feel adrenaline, excited to get a new piercing and finally have something to look forward to.
jake just watches you from behind, both of his hands leaning back onto your bed as his eyes follow your every movement, whenever you bent down to get your socks or reaching to up to get a sweater.
he bites his cheeks when he sees the curves of your ass being enhanced by your shorts but you’re smiling, enjoying to doll yourself up.
he lies down onto your bed, welcoming himself in your sheets and your scent. he puts his hands together, onto his stomach as he closes his eyes to rest for a bit since you’re taking a while.
you turned around to see him sleeping and you take the opportunity to change since his eyes aren’t open.
he hears you taking off your shorts and was tempted to look but before he could open his eyes you beat it before him, “do not look.” you said seriously, which made him flinch at the sudden tone. he hums as a response and lets his imagination take over.
“tada~” you sang, another way of saying that you’re done and jake takes in a sight of you, with your low waisted jeans and a dark red long sleeve shirt that was his back then. you’re just borrowing it.
“you just have to copy me.” jake rolled his eyes, getting off of your bed. you pout. “it’s not intentional.” jake chuckled at your sad look. “i need to be comfortable.” you played the ends of the shirt.
“isn’t that my shirt?” jake paused before leaving your room. you smiled shamelessly. “mine now.”
jake sighs. “right.” he leaves.
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you’ve entered the piercing studio that jake took you. it had good quality piercings and gave accurate piercing spots.
you gulped, hiding behind jake as if you’re a lost puppy. it’s exciting but nerve-wrecking.
“don’t be nervous.” as if jake can hear your thoughts, he simply reassures with his deep voice resonating the hallway. you see his hand behind him trying to grab yours and you automatically grabbed it. it was a way to calm down your nerves. he has done that since kids and til this day, it still works on you.
“welcome in~” a lovely lady smiled upon entering. “how can i help you?” she smiled at the both of you but mostly at jake and you can’t help but to roll your eyes that jake has to have a handsome face.
“she’s gonna have a belly piercing.” jake now stood behind you and grabbed both of your shoulders, making you jump in panic. you smiled nervously. “yes.”
the lady lowered her smile for a bit, looking disappointed. she then looked down at her desk, grabbing some papers. “cool, i’ll have a piercer come to you soon.”
“thank you.” you said, reciprocating the energy she gave you. blunt and a little attitude.
jake started blabbering about stuff, his arm around your shoulder as you stared at the receptionist behind you, who frowned. it made you smirk.
after waiting on the side, the piercer was ready to pierce your belly. jake was next to you, sitting down on a chair for moral support.
“can you lift your shirt for me?” the piercer said, sanitizing the equipment on the side.
you hummed. “yeah yeah.” but jake can tell you’re nervous, so he eyes you carefully. the way you removed your hair tie, letting your hair go down effortlessly, lifting up your shirt, and having to expose your belly.
you grabbed your shirt and tied it to the back, making it a crop top now.
you ignored jake’s stare, knowing that he’s gonna tease you and make you extra nervous.
the piercer was now in front of you, marking the spot and getting the needle prep. you didn’t look at the needle but instead reached for jake’s hand. he knew you were gonna need his hand to squeeze on so he was ready on standby.
“hold your breath in 3, 2, 1.” your eyes squeeze when you felt the needle pierce inside of you. your hand also squeezed jake’s but he seem unfazed and just stared at the process. “beautiful.” the piercer complimented and you felt a heap of confidence boost inside of you.
the piercer puts on the jewelry, making you exhale in relief that it’s now over.
“come take a look.” the piercer offered, pointing to the mirror behind you. you smiled back and went to the mirror for you to admire the beaming jewelry. there’s a little bit of blood but you don’t mind. jake smiles, feeling proud and accomplished.
it’s beautiful. you feel more beautiful.
you took a few flicks and went back to the piercer as he hands you the aftercare items and his contact card.
“there will be blood in the next few hours but that’s normal. if there is blood, just simply clean it with a fragrance-free soap and water. he’s my number for you to contact me if you have any questions.” you replied with a thanks and shoved everything into your bag on the side.
you take one last look at the mirror as jake picks up your bag and puts it over his shoulder.
“thank you once again!” you smiled at the piercer, taking off the hair tie off of your now crumpled shirt as the piercer waves it off. “no problem pretty.”
you turned around, grabbing one of jake’s arms and linking it with both of your arms in excitement as you start rambling about how you felt.
“the pain wasn’t that bad! i-”
jake turned around and looked at the piercer with a glare before sending you off back home for dinner with both of your families.
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“hey y/n.” you got elbowed by your friend, iris, when the both of you are at the library finding books as sources for your research paper due next week.
“what’s up?” you asked, eyes still finding books and hands shuffling.
“kai has been staring at you. the huening kai.” iris whispered aggressively on your ear. your eyes looked up and you see kai staring at you while his friends are talking.
you know kai. he’s known for being smart and musically artistic, sometimes joining the school’s band and choir. you would see him at hallways, or the cafeteria, but you’re not close enough to consider him a friend. he’s pretty good looking and really nice to everyone he meets.
kai sees you staring back and sends a smile before joining his friend’s conversation.
“okay what the fuck was that?” iris’s jaw dropped, smiling in amusement at kai’s reaction. she turned over to you where you’re also speechless. your eyes widen in confusion as iris grabbed your hands squealed.
“dude he has to talk to you now!” iris suggested, slightly jumping from the shush’es she received by bystanders. she muttered ’sorry’s’. you glanced at kai again and his side profile is facing you, his sculpted face and features suddenly making you nervous.
“uhm uh-“ you turned away with a book against your chest. you gulped as you haven’t had a crush since you were 17. “i’m gonna do my paper.” and you walked away, ignoring iris’s scrowl.
you sat down in your individual cubicle and started typing away with music occupying you.
it’s been three hours since, it’s 8pm and you decided that you’re done for the day. your brain is so fried of thinking and typing nonstop.
“holy shit i’m done.” you muttered, removing your airpods and putting them back in your case. you looked ahead and saw the sunset in front of you which made you slightly smile and cheerful.
you stretched, moaning in delight when you feel more comfortable and at ease since you’re done drafting your research paper. you closed your eyes for a bit, shutting your laptop off as you placed your arms on top of it, making you rest your head for a bit.
“you’ve worked hard.” you heard someone mutter, opening a chair next to you. you slightly open your eyes and see a blurry figure. you squint your eyes to focus and you see a strawberry yuzu drink in front of you and ..
“kai?” you straightened your back, eyes surprised to see him. kai smiled at you, chuckling at your startled expression. you fixed your hair, conscious of your face.
“for me?” you pointed to yourself as you eyed the drink. kai hummed. “aw thank you!” you smiled. your heart warmed with his gesture as you held in the drink with your two hands.
“i came back to the library to drop off some books and still see you working there.” kai mentioned with a soft tone, admiring your dedication as you rubbed your eyes.
“yeah this research paper is killing my ass.” you frowned.
“i’m assuming you didn’t eat right?” kai carefully asked as you nodded frantically. “im sooo hungry.” you rubbed your stomach, careful of not touching your piercing since it’s still healing. kai chuckled.
“let’s get something to eat.” kai suggested, preparing himself to leave his chair as you stared.
“j-just the two of us?” you said aloud. kai stared back at you, alarmed as if he said something wrong. “o-only if you want to!” he said with panic, his hands moving in defense as you bit your bottom lip to prevent yourself from smiling so much.
“i would like that..” you looked down to avoid eye contact. kai smiled in relief especially when you shyly started packing your things in your backpack. you whined that you have to carry so many books and your laptop after you finished 3 hours of work.
kai noticed. before you put your backpack on your back, kai grabbed your backpack and effortlessly put it on his back instead. your heart fluttered at the sight, having the feeling of something new blossoming in your life.
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“why did i liked him?” you palmed yourself and squealed frantically at jake’s couch as you barged yourself in as if you were family.
jake’s apartment was near your college campus, like a 10 minute bus ride. he’s only renting only during college as his campus was also not that far away from him.
apparently, kai and you didn’t click well enough as his interests were different from yours. it shifted a natural distance between the two before he told that you felt like a friend to him. it was a shame. you thought that there will be finally something exciting in your life. you facetimed jake every night after his classes end to blabber about your two week talking stage of kai.
everything single moment.
jake had to suffer your dramatic stories and witness every single emotion out of you.
jake grumbled, tossing your favorite strawberry milk on the table.
he scrambled your feet away from his seat. “geez what was so great about this kai guy anyway?” jake sounded disinterested, watching the tv with his palm against his cheek. your feet were placed on jake’s lap as you frowned back at your memories with kai last week and this week.
“you don’t understanddddd” you whined, turning and tossing as jake was started to get uncomfortable. he bites his cheeks, rolling his eyes as he groans. jake grabs your feet to make you stay still. his grip was strong as he glared at you. you saw him glare at you but you’re still frowning, being occupied by the thoughts of kai.
jake hasn’t heard any crush stories from you since high school, and it turned out to be one-sided all along as he kept giving you mixed signals. well.. there was another one.
“he always gave me strawberry yuzu drink from the cafeteria, helped me with physics and math—
“i could’ve helped you.” jake grumbled but you ignored him, continuing.
“texted me everyday and night, picked me up from class— ugh!” you suddenly stood up. your body facing jake with your legs in a m-shaped position. your eyes sparkled which made jake startled.
“i thought he was the one.” and you’re dead serious too. jake laughs it off as if you told the best joke possible. you huffed at his reaction.
“what are you talking about he’s the one? jake mocked you. “of course he’ll be like that, it was two weeks.” jake was crushing your spirit but he always liked teasing you.
“didn’t you promise that we’re supossed to be married if we are still single?” jake cocked his eyebrow, resting his arm on the side which made your face flushed in red when he suddenly mentioned something you said when you were like 6.
“how the fuck do you remember that?” you spat. “besides looks like you’re the only who’s gonna die single. i’ll just find another guy soon and never marry you.” you crossed your arms with an angered expression.
jake clutches his heart, moaning as if he was in pain and you rolled your eyes. “oh quit it.” you replied, not impressed with his playful expression.
jake processed what you just said. “wait he didn’t asked you out?” he suddenly asked which made you nervous to reply.
kai didn’t asked you. it was more of testing waters. and the waters were definitely tested.
you stayed silent and gave away the answer. “no way.” jake balled his fist and brought it to his mouth to cover his wide smile. “he didn’t ask you out? HA!” jake started to cackle as you grabbed the nearest pillow and started smacking the shit out of him as he continues to laugh. “stop laughing!” you shouted then huffed, already tired. you glared at jake as he wipes his tears from laughing. “he just said i’m a friend! ugh!”
jake catches his breath. “what was this kai dude doing?” he asked to himself but you replied, “i don’t know..” you sighed.
jake notices your quick sadness coming onto your face as you started to pout and be lost in a pool of thoughts.
you looked at him. “am i that boring?”, sounding insecure and jake threw his head back when he heard your overthinking. jake immediately grabbed your hand that was resting on your thigh, rubbing it with his thumb to comfort you. jake hated this type of you. the type where you doubt everything about yourself over a guy and stating things that weren’t true. you’re almost laugh in amusement at how quick his moods changed.
“you’re not that boring.” you glared at jake’s teasing. “but really, you aren’t. he’s just a loser who’s missing out. you don’t need a guy like him.” jake scoffed, feeling a bit angered by that kai guy. he’s planning to punch his guts if he saw him. actually, he’s planning to pull up to your campus-
“we almost kissed too…” you confessed, bring the pillow to your head as you recalled the memory of kai almost kissing you but you backed away because you were worried that since you haven’t had your first kiss yet the kiss wouldn’t go smoothly as you expected and that was so idiotic of you.
jake’s mouth widened, from shock this time. and he stays silent. “he said it was surprising to not have been kissed before..” you pouted. “WHAT DO YOU MEAN SURPRISING!?” you screamed into the pillow once again as jake just stares at your figure, not quite sure how to handle it but he just lets you. he rubs his temples, distressed.
“i don’t even know how to kiss!” you yelled dramatically as if you’re sobbing and embarrassed. “how do i kiss a man!?”
“it’s simple.” jake replied. “you just kiss.” as if it was helpful to you.
“easy for you to say little bastard.” you groaned. you recalled the facetime moments when jake would brag that he kissed so many people and he has a waitlist of people who want to be kissed by him. you only replied at how disgusting he is but jake shrugged.
jake was now starting to think of an idea because you looked like you’re about to cry and he didn’t like seeing you cry. he rolled his tongue inside his mouth, hesitant of what you would say of his idea.
“do you want me to teach you?” jake said lowly, eyeing every expression of you carefully.
“what?” you removed your head from the pillow, almost shrieking at the thought of practicing kissing on your friend.
jake sighs. “you’re gonna keep complaining that you haven’t had your first kiss. at this point just get it over with me.” he stares at your lips pouting in contemplation. “besides you haven’t paid me back.” he added and your mouth drops when you remembered. you glanced at jake back, and you scan him. he’s more leaned down and legs more man-spread since you almost killed him with a pillow. you glanced at his lips and you thought that they looked comfortable.
so that was what the payment he was mentioning… you kissing him?
“eyes up here princess.” jake pointed his lips and then his eyes. your eyes widened, suddenly can’t handle the view of your best friend so you looked away. how the fuck did he get more handsome last time i saw him?
jake knew you were unsure so he reassured. “it’s just a kiss y/n, you don’t have to if you don’t want.”
you whined, nibbling your own bottom lip. “i know i know.. i trust you..i’m just scared.” you weakly said the last part. he can’t help but smile at the mention of trusting him. he piped his interest for sure. you looked at him and jake almost hardens at this sight of you.
your hair is dishieveled from moving too much and you’re wearing jake’s sweatpants that clearly don’t fit you well but are so comfy. you’re holding the pillow like it’s a teddy bear and your beautiful eyes just stare at him.
he gulps, totally not imagining him corrupting you.
“don’t be scared. i’m here to help you.” jake’s tone almost makes you melt at how reassuring and soft it is. you nodded, finally giving in.
jake then moves his position sideways, so you’re both facing each other. jake then shifts closer to you as you eye every move from him.
he chuckles when he caught you staring and holding the pillow as if it’s gonna protect you. “i’m not gonna hurt you.” he snickers, removing the pillow between the both of you and feel his heat welcoming you.
jake cups your cheek with one hand, staring at you with admiration and with care. it’s too much so you looked away but jake persisted.
“trust me.” he said lowly, his eyes looking at your inviting lips then back to your eyes. you nodded slowly, almost staring at his lips. you feel his breathing onto you and your heart quickens.
his thumb rubs your cheek so you’ll be distracted from what he’s gonna do next. you closed your eyes shut. tighter every time jake leans closer to you. “relax.” was the last word you hear before blacking out.
and then you feel his lips latch onto you. your eyes fluttered shut and you’re frozen. it’s slow at first but felt burning. he starts off with slow, quick kisses to get used to it. you felt so weird, weird that you’re kissing your best friend you never imagined would happen, however there’s butterflies in your stomach when you feel his big lips.
“how was that?” jake stopped and asked with a soft voice as if you would disappear. your cheeks became red and you’re becoming all flustered at processing what just happened. it became too short for your liking “good…” you nervously said, covering your cheek with your hand. jake chuckled, he thought you’re so cute being all shy. “you’re a pro anyways.” you added, looking down.
jake puts a hair strand behind your ear that was hiding your face. his hand slides to your neck, rubbing it gently. fire within you is igniting. matter of fact, both of you.
“you can become a pro too.”
“can i?” you questioned as jake nodded. he almost loses it when you sounded so innocent yet so interested. he almost threw his lips onto you roughly. he can’t get enough of you.
“can you teach me?” you looked up and you see something shift within jake’s gaze.
you don’t know what is overcame you but the sight of jake’s sleepy, hooded eyes make you wanna continue. he just stares at you as if you’re the most beautiful painting in the museum but holding you so gently like a delicate butterfly. you cannot handle it. all of it.
“i’ll teach you everything.” his hot breath touches your lip. you feel his plush lips touching yours again and it feels so surreal and amazing. jake’s grip on your neck became stronger so you don’t move back.
his other hand goes behind your ear to fix your posture better while his other hand that was gripping your neck, cups your chin. his thumb taps your lips gently.
you opened your eyes, looking breathless. jake whispered in your mouth, “open.” he commanded as you slightly opened your lips. his thumb then opens your mouth bigger for you as you gasped. you didn’t have time to breathe as jake attacks your lips but more stronger this time. this feels addictive. god, if this is what a kiss feels like you wanna continue forever.
you also gasped when you feel his tongue enter your time, exploring your whole mouth for the first time. this’s supposed to be a kiss only but why do you go further.
“j-jake wait—“ you pulled away, your hands being placed on his chest to stop but jake kept chasing your lips, whining that you’re separated as you’re internally freaking out from his sounds, first time hearing those type of sounds from him.
jake continued to kiss you, tilting his head to get the best angle of you. you pushed him. “JESUS FUCK I CAN’T BREATHE!” you yelled, glaring at the boy who’s breathing improperly. jake then goes back to his conscience and sees you panting heavily.
“‘m sorry.” jake said, rubbing your cheek with his thumb. “went overboard.” he sheeplishy smiled as you mocked his response. you take your time breathing, seeing jake’s chest move up and down.
you suddenly got tempted seeing this type of jake. and had the sudden urge to kiss your handsome best friend.
“d-do you wanna do it again?” you suddenly confessed. although the both of you agreed that it would be just a kiss, jake nodded frantically. you chuckled.
“you seem more excited than me.” you smiled which made jake’s heart pound.
“get on my lap.” jake repositioned, leaning down and man-spreading, looking the same as before but looking more sensual with his sleepy-like eyes, like he’s enchanted by you. you raised an eyebrow, feeling suspicious. “it’s easier for you.”
he tapped his thighs, inviting you as you crawled towards him. your thighs stayed between him, caging him as this new sight was making you dizzy. him being below you, looking up at you like you’re a godess while your hands politely stayed at his chest. “you can touch me too.” he challenged. you gulped.
“okay…” you leaned down. your hands started cuping his face, making his cheeks being a little squished but you smiled. you initated the kiss first, making the both of you be relaxed and sighed from delight. this position can make you do anything and everything to him.
jake felt your hands hesitating to move up so he moved your hands towards his hair as your fingers were exploring his soft locks. he moaned slightly into your mouth as you were playing with his hair while making out with him. both of you were going deep at it as if it was a competition. it felt so raw and intimate.
there were times where you tugged into his hair out of annoyance or simply get his attention. jake would scold at you for hurting him but this was a different situation.
jake lets go first and starts peppering kisses on your neck and his hands squeeze your hips. “fuck this kai guy is missing out so much.” he mumbled as he makes out with your neck. his hands move up, feeling your figure up and down and he moaned when he feels your curves. you started whimpering when jake starts sucking an area on your neck.
he moves his hands more upward, his hands entering your shirt and feeling your smooth, bare back. you whimpered at his big hands exploring your body. jake eyes your expression as he continues to pepper neck kisses, noticing that your neck is your weakness. he mentally notes. “you like that?” you hear his raspy voice and you nodded frantically. “more please.” you plead with desperation to feel more of his lips and he almost loses it. but patience is key.
his thumbs were rubbing circles your waist and you whimpered when he accidentally touched your piercing when moving his hands across your stomach to keep you steady. “ow..” you looked down at the jewelry and see his thumb rubbing near the area of your piercing. jake took the opportunity to kiss your forehead. “i’m sorry.” he apologized in a light tone. your lips curled into a smile. “it’s okay..just be careful.” you turned to him, as his lips touched your nose. it was a peck and you scrunched your nose.
jake thinks you’re the most beautiful person in the world. “of course..” he whispered looking both at your eyes then back at your lips. “i’ll be careful.” he signaled to kiss you more so you leaned forward.
you feel so light yet crumpled. seeing jake’s messy hair because of you made you go crazy. his touch and stare was burning you, your heart’s pace quickens when he squeezes your hip again. god, you want to kiss him again so you do, throwing away all of your conscience to the garbage.
jake reprociates strongly. “fuck you don’t know how long i’ve been waiting for this.” jake huffs, your lips attacking his neck like he did with yours. you feel more confident when jake compliments you. jake sighs in delight, rubbing your waist. “you’re a fast learner too.” he complimented again you smiled against his neck. he felt it. “learned it from the best.” you kissed him. “that’s right..” he smiled between the kisses.
your hands entered his shirt, moaning at the feeling of his abs. you moved your hands everywhere, feeling his muscles and you’re surprised at how fit he is. you moved down towards his neck. kissed his collarbone. “just like that baby.” you then sucked on it like honey as your hands kept exploring him, you sucked strongly from the nickname you just earned.
jake leaned into your ear, whispering, “no guy deserves you.” it was so short but so deep and cold that it sent shivers to your spine.
“only me.” you can only whimper when he bit your ear making your body be pressed onto him more, clutching his neck for support. his feverish touches make you whine more when he explores more of your body.
౨ৎ ## innocent girl, don’t touch, don’t do it. don’t wanna take your golden light.
sim jaeyun x fem reader!
synopsis: your boring year ends with something unexpected, and it had to be involved with your best friend, jake.
includes: 5.7k words | suggestive content | inexperienced!yn x experienced!jake | best friends to lovers? | they funny lowkey | huening kai mention… but at what cost??? | they talk a lot… | yn’s insecure but jake reassures | jake’s also possessive?? | YN IS CONFIDENT!! | not proofread.. #oops | cursing
extra: i can’t tell who fell first tbh.. but also i’m finally back :3 i hope you guys remembered me HAHA | my skills are lowkey rusty i haven’t been writing for a year… | uhm im sorry in advance for cliffhanger | plz expect more of my works in the future!!!! | it’s also my bday!! i’m 20 now 🎂
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2025 is coming to an end. you should be happy that a new year is coming your way soon but you feel rather disappointed.
you felt like you haven’t accomplished much as you would’ve liked.
you wanted to attend parties, frat parties to be exact since you’ve seen videos all over social media how fun they are and hear wild stories coming from your friends, especially that one friend, but you’ve been stuck in your dorm all night, cramming your studies or just full on sleep on your bed to reenergize the next day.
you especially wanted to lose your virginity or full on makeout with someone. after years of “having the one find you”, you ultimately gave up after waiting for 20+ years. you hope that anyone you see hot, would fuck you.
so far, nothing.
you’ve tried dating apps and done some talking stages here and there but they all creep you out and they all said stuff that gave you the ick.
last year, you wanted to do so much, thinking that turning 21 would change everything.
you’ve expected so much but turned down so many opportunities due to fear and overall being tired, so you at least wanted to do something right before the year ends and you didn’t want to turn 22 with no exciting experience.
the doorbell rung at your house suddenly threw your thoughts out of the window. you’re currently home for the thanksgiving holidays and all the time you’ve been bed rotting and binge watching netflix.
“good afternoon mrs kim!” you hear a familiar voice that beamed throughout the house. you sighed, knowing that your energy will be all wasted and drained.
“good afternoon jake! y/n is upstairs.” you grabbed the nearest pillow and pushed your face onto it, groaning. hard enough that you hoped to become one with the pillow. you wanted to close your eyes forever as you hear his footsteps going upstairs.
“y/n, jake is here!”
your mom thinks that your best friend/neighbor, jake, and you, are still little kids. back then, jake would somehow follow you everywhere you’d go since he moved in from australia and was alone.
he was a quiet kid. always looking like a lost but curious dog. there would be times that you got aggravated from outside reasons and took it out on jake, and he would cry thinking everything was his fault. but still would follow you because you were his only friend on the block.
even now, looking back, you still terribly regret it. the sweetest little guy who strangely loved doing his homework’s and would have perfect attendance back then, has now become a party-loving, cocky brat.
“hi best friend.” jake appeared in front of your door, peeking in. his sassy tone as if he was proud of bothering you made you whine.
“go away.” you simply said, knowing that it wouldn’t work anyways. jake pout, entering your room despite you not giving permission.
jake doesn’t care, whether your room is messy or not, you two grew up since you couldn’t walk so.
“that’s not a nice way to greet your bestest friend in the entire universe.” jake sat down at the end of your bed, his hand learning over and touching your soft, pink silk sheets.
“i’m not greeting you.” you replied despite jake hearing you muffled against your pillow. he chuckles. “why are you here?” your head snapping towards him.
you see jake just staring at you with his hair being middle parted, exposing his forehead, his favorite white long sleeve t-shirt and simple blue denim jeans that had a gradient. he for sure looks comfortable.
you grumbled and put your head back to your pillow, somehow not putting up with his stare. that stare that screams “get the fuck out of your bed.”
“cmon, get out of bed, let’s go out, you and me.” jake offered.
it’s true. every time you hung out with him, it’s always been the two of you. whether it would be a simple 5 min walk to the convenience store or 30 minute train ride to the city, it’s always been the two of you without any problems.
“no.”
jake clicked his tongue, shifting his seat so that he’s more closer to you. he snatched your blanket away from you, making you whine.
your whole figure was exposed to him. your hello kitty shorts being slightly raised up and your favorite blue cami shirt also being slightly revealing more of your chest. “hey!” you yelled, whining when the cold air meets your warm body.
jake just stares. he takes in your figure in front of his eyes. and since your sideways, cuddling with your pillow, he sees a part of your chest being exposed and part of your ass cheek saying hi to him. he gulps and looks away after catching himself staring.
“didn’t you say you wanted to do something exciting before the year ends?”
that shot your eyes open. you forgot that you were on face time with him last week, complaining how boring your year was and almost crying because you felt that you’re so behind everyone else. you mentally cursed at him for having such a good memory.
you turned around, your back being flat on your back as you looked at jake, contemplating.
jake raised his eyebrows, waiting for an answer. “let’s finally get that belly piercing that you’ve talking about for months.”
you gulped. doubt overtaking you once again.
you’ve always wanted one since you’ve see your college friends have one and they looked fucking gorgeous in their pictures with it. it gave you fomo but it would be something to get over your comfort zone.
you thought this would be the perfect time because your parents are occupied with Jake’s parents, and you’ll be busy studying for finals tomorrow.
“my parents would kill me.” you excused, nibbling on your bottom lip to indicate your nervousness. you’re also nervous about the pain tolerance.
“they’re not gonna notice.” jake says casually. too casually that it made one of your eyebrows jumped. you lifted yourself up, leaning onto your headboard. your feet are now next to jake’s waist.
“that’s a crazy thing to say.” you spoke. “usually you’d be worried too.” you said, eyeing him suspiciously.
“are you sure you’re jake? what have you done to my best friend?” you said dramatically but also not so dramatic, tone full of genuine curiosity.
you haven’t contacted jake for two years straight during high school, as junior and senior years were the most important and time consuming.
even then, you two attended each other’s graduations despite having things to do the next day and being tired from a crapload of work. and the first year of college, you two haven’t hung out either. you wondered what happened during those times with jake.
you see him shrug. “i mean, i grew up. you know im not gonna be 10 forever.” his lip tugged upwards when he sees your defeated face. you hated that he actually gave an answer instead of playing along.
you crossed your arms. “i don’t have money right now to afford a belly piercing.” you said.
“i’ll buy it for you.”
you looked at him, almost scoffing because how can he casually say that to you as if it was nothing to spend on.
“oh come on,” you plead “you know how i feel about people paying for me.”
jake chuckled. he grabbed your ankles with his warm, big hands that sent electricity through your whole body. it didn’t hurt. it was gentle, just holding on.
“just pay me back later.” his lips curved into a smirk. you’re unsure what he meant especially with that smirk but you just nodded it off with a simply “sure” as a response.
“okay turn around i’m gonna change.” you get off of bed, going towards your closet to find some clothes to wear. especially clothes to hide your piercing. you feel adrenaline, excited to get a new piercing and finally have something to look forward to.
jake just watches you from behind, both of his hands leaning back onto your bed as his eyes follow your every movement, whenever you bent down to get your socks or reaching to up to get a sweater.
he bites his cheeks when he sees the curves of your ass being enhanced by your shorts but you’re smiling, enjoying to doll yourself up.
he lies down onto your bed, welcoming himself in your sheets and your scent. he puts his hands together, onto his stomach as he closes his eyes to rest for a bit since you’re taking a while.
you turned around to see him sleeping and you take the opportunity to change since his eyes aren’t open.
he hears you taking off your shorts and was tempted to look but before he could open his eyes you beat it before him, “do not look.” you said seriously, which made him flinch at the sudden tone. he hums as a response and lets his imagination take over.
“tada~” you sang, another way of saying that you’re done and jake takes in a sight of you, with your low waisted jeans and a dark red long sleeve shirt that was his back then. you’re just borrowing it.
“you just have to copy me.” jake rolled his eyes, getting off of your bed. you pout. “it’s not intentional.” jake chuckled at your sad look. “i need to be comfortable.” you played the ends of the shirt.
“isn’t that my shirt?” jake paused before leaving your room. you smiled shamelessly. “mine now.”
jake sighs. “right.” he leaves.
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you’ve entered the piercing studio that jake took you. it had good quality piercings and gave accurate piercing spots.
you gulped, hiding behind jake as if you’re a lost puppy. it’s exciting but nerve-wrecking.
“don’t be nervous.” as if jake can hear your thoughts, he simply reassures with his deep voice resonating the hallway. you see his hand behind him trying to grab yours and you automatically grabbed it. it was a way to calm down your nerves. he has done that since kids and til this day, it still works on you.
“welcome in~” a lovely lady smiled upon entering. “how can i help you?” she smiled at the both of you but mostly at jake and you can’t help but to roll your eyes that jake has to have a handsome face.
“she’s gonna have a belly piercing.” jake now stood behind you and grabbed both of your shoulders, making you jump in panic. you smiled nervously. “yes.”
the lady lowered her smile for a bit, looking disappointed. she then looked down at her desk, grabbing some papers. “cool, i’ll have a piercer come to you soon.”
“thank you.” you said, reciprocating the energy she gave you. blunt and a little attitude.
jake started blabbering about stuff, his arm around your shoulder as you stared at the receptionist behind you, who frowned. it made you smirk.
after waiting on the side, the piercer was ready to pierce your belly. jake was next to you, sitting down on a chair for moral support.
“can you lift your shirt for me?” the piercer said, sanitizing the equipment on the side.
you hummed. “yeah yeah.” but jake can tell you’re nervous, so he eyes you carefully. the way you removed your hair tie, letting your hair go down effortlessly, lifting up your shirt, and having to expose your belly.
you grabbed your shirt and tied it to the back, making it a crop top now.
you ignored jake’s stare, knowing that he’s gonna tease you and make you extra nervous.
the piercer was now in front of you, marking the spot and getting the needle prep. you didn’t look at the needle but instead reached for jake’s hand. he knew you were gonna need his hand to squeeze on so he was ready on standby.
“hold your breath in 3, 2, 1.” your eyes squeeze when you felt the needle pierce inside of you. your hand also squeezed jake’s but he seem unfazed and just stared at the process. “beautiful.” the piercer complimented and you felt a heap of confidence boost inside of you.
the piercer puts on the jewelry, making you exhale in relief that it’s now over.
“come take a look.” the piercer offered, pointing to the mirror behind you. you smiled back and went to the mirror for you to admire the beaming jewelry. there’s a little bit of blood but you don’t mind. jake smiles, feeling proud and accomplished.
it’s beautiful. you feel more beautiful.
you took a few flicks and went back to the piercer as he hands you the aftercare items and his contact card.
“there will be blood in the next few hours but that’s normal. if there is blood, just simply clean it with a fragrance-free soap and water. he’s my number for you to contact me if you have any questions.” you replied with a thanks and shoved everything into your bag on the side.
you take one last look at the mirror as jake picks up your bag and puts it over his shoulder.
“thank you once again!” you smiled at the piercer, taking off the hair tie off of your now crumpled shirt as the piercer waves it off. “no problem pretty.”
you turned around, grabbing one of jake’s arms and linking it with both of your arms in excitement as you start rambling about how you felt.
“the pain wasn’t that bad! i-”
jake turned around and looked at the piercer with a glare before sending you off back home for dinner with both of your families.
-
“hey y/n.” you got elbowed by your friend, iris, when the both of you are at the library finding books as sources for your research paper due next week.
“what’s up?” you asked, eyes still finding books and hands shuffling.
“kai has been staring at you. the huening kai.” iris whispered aggressively on your ear. your eyes looked up and you see kai staring at you while his friends are talking.
you know kai. he’s known for being smart and musically artistic, sometimes joining the school’s band and choir. you would see him at hallways, or the cafeteria, but you’re not close enough to consider him a friend. he’s pretty good looking and really nice to everyone he meets.
kai sees you staring back and sends a smile before joining his friend’s conversation.
“okay what the fuck was that?” iris’s jaw dropped, smiling in amusement at kai’s reaction. she turned over to you where you’re also speechless. your eyes widen in confusion as iris grabbed your hands squealed.
“dude he has to talk to you now!” iris suggested, slightly jumping from the shush’es she received by bystanders. she muttered ’sorry’s’. you glanced at kai again and his side profile is facing you, his sculpted face and features suddenly making you nervous.
“uhm uh-“ you turned away with a book against your chest. you gulped as you haven’t had a crush since you were 17. “i’m gonna do my paper.” and you walked away, ignoring iris’s scrowl.
you sat down in your individual cubicle and started typing away with music occupying you.
it’s been three hours since, it’s 8pm and you decided that you’re done for the day. your brain is so fried of thinking and typing nonstop.
“holy shit i’m done.” you muttered, removing your airpods and putting them back in your case. you looked ahead and saw the sunset in front of you which made you slightly smile and cheerful.
you stretched, moaning in delight when you feel more comfortable and at ease since you’re done drafting your research paper. you closed your eyes for a bit, shutting your laptop off as you placed your arms on top of it, making you rest your head for a bit.
“you’ve worked hard.” you heard someone mutter, opening a chair next to you. you slightly open your eyes and see a blurry figure. you squint your eyes to focus and you see a strawberry yuzu drink in front of you and ..
“kai?” you straightened your back, eyes surprised to see him. kai smiled at you, chuckling at your startled expression. you fixed your hair, conscious of your face.
“for me?” you pointed to yourself as you eyed the drink. kai hummed. “aw thank you!” you smiled. your heart warmed with his gesture as you held in the drink with your two hands.
“i came back to the library to drop off some books and still see you working there.” kai mentioned with a soft tone, admiring your dedication as you rubbed your eyes.
“yeah this research paper is killing my ass.” you frowned.
“i’m assuming you didn’t eat right?” kai carefully asked as you nodded frantically. “im sooo hungry.” you rubbed your stomach, careful of not touching your piercing since it’s still healing. kai chuckled.
“let’s get something to eat.” kai suggested, preparing himself to leave his chair as you stared.
“j-just the two of us?” you said aloud. kai stared back at you, alarmed as if he said something wrong. “o-only if you want to!” he said with panic, his hands moving in defense as you bit your bottom lip to prevent yourself from smiling so much.
“i would like that..” you looked down to avoid eye contact. kai smiled in relief especially when you shyly started packing your things in your backpack. you whined that you have to carry so many books and your laptop after you finished 3 hours of work.
kai noticed. before you put your backpack on your back, kai grabbed your backpack and effortlessly put it on his back instead. your heart fluttered at the sight, having the feeling of something new blossoming in your life.
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“why did i liked him?” you palmed yourself and squealed frantically at jake’s couch as you barged yourself in as if you were family.
jake’s apartment was near your college campus, like a 10 minute bus ride. he’s only renting only during college as his campus was also not that far away from him.
apparently, kai and you didn’t click well enough as his interests were different from yours. it shifted a natural distance between the two before he told that you felt like a friend to him. it was a shame. you thought that there will be finally something exciting in your life. you facetimed jake every night after his classes end to blabber about your two week talking stage of kai.
everything single moment.
jake had to suffer your dramatic stories and witness every single emotion out of you.
jake grumbled, tossing your favorite strawberry milk on the table.
he scrambled your feet away from his seat. “geez what was so great about this kai guy anyway?” jake sounded disinterested, watching the tv with his palm against his cheek. your feet were placed on jake’s lap as you frowned back at your memories with kai last week and this week.
“you don’t understanddddd” you whined, turning and tossing as jake was started to get uncomfortable. he bites his cheeks, rolling his eyes as he groans. jake grabs your feet to make you stay still. his grip was strong as he glared at you. you saw him glare at you but you’re still frowning, being occupied by the thoughts of kai.
jake hasn’t heard any crush stories from you since high school, and it turned out to be one-sided all along as he kept giving you mixed signals. well.. there was another one.
“he always gave me strawberry yuzu drink from the cafeteria, helped me with physics and math—
“i could’ve helped you.” jake grumbled but you ignored him, continuing.
“texted me everyday and night, picked me up from class— ugh!” you suddenly stood up. your body facing jake with your legs in a m-shaped position. your eyes sparkled which made jake startled.
“i thought he was the one.” and you’re dead serious too. jake laughs it off as if you told the best joke possible. you huffed at his reaction.
“what are you talking about he’s the one? jake mocked you. “of course he’ll be like that, it was two weeks.” jake was crushing your spirit but he always liked teasing you.
“didn’t you promise that we’re supossed to be married if we are still single?” jake cocked his eyebrow, resting his arm on the side which made your face flushed in red when he suddenly mentioned something you said when you were like 6.
“how the fuck do you remember that?” you spat. “besides looks like you’re the only who’s gonna die single. i’ll just find another guy soon and never marry you.” you crossed your arms with an angered expression.
jake clutches his heart, moaning as if he was in pain and you rolled your eyes. “oh quit it.” you replied, not impressed with his playful expression.
jake processed what you just said. “wait he didn’t asked you out?” he suddenly asked which made you nervous to reply.
kai didn’t asked you. it was more of testing waters. and the waters were definitely tested.
you stayed silent and gave away the answer. “no way.” jake balled his fist and brought it to his mouth to cover his wide smile. “he didn’t ask you out? HA!” jake started to cackle as you grabbed the nearest pillow and started smacking the shit out of him as he continues to laugh. “stop laughing!” you shouted then huffed, already tired. you glared at jake as he wipes his tears from laughing. “he just said i’m a friend! ugh!”
jake catches his breath. “what was this kai dude doing?” he asked to himself but you replied, “i don’t know..” you sighed.
jake notices your quick sadness coming onto your face as you started to pout and be lost in a pool of thoughts.
you looked at him. “am i that boring?”, sounding insecure and jake threw his head back when he heard your overthinking. jake immediately grabbed your hand that was resting on your thigh, rubbing it with his thumb to comfort you. jake hated this type of you. the type where you doubt everything about yourself over a guy and stating things that weren’t true. you’re almost laugh in amusement at how quick his moods changed.
“you’re not that boring.” you glared at jake’s teasing. “but really, you aren’t. he’s just a loser who’s missing out. you don’t need a guy like him.” jake scoffed, feeling a bit angered by that kai guy. he’s planning to punch his guts if he saw him. actually, he’s planning to pull up to your campus-
“we almost kissed too…” you confessed, bring the pillow to your head as you recalled the memory of kai almost kissing you but you backed away because you were worried that since you haven’t had your first kiss yet the kiss wouldn’t go smoothly as you expected and that was so idiotic of you.
jake’s mouth widened, from shock this time. and he stays silent. “he said it was surprising to not have been kissed before..” you pouted. “WHAT DO YOU MEAN SURPRISING!?” you screamed into the pillow once again as jake just stares at your figure, not quite sure how to handle it but he just lets you. he rubs his temples, distressed.
“i don’t even know how to kiss!” you yelled dramatically as if you’re sobbing and embarrassed. “how do i kiss a man!?”
“it’s simple.” jake replied. “you just kiss.” as if it was helpful to you.
“easy for you to say little bastard.” you groaned. you recalled the facetime moments when jake would brag that he kissed so many people and he has a waitlist of people who want to be kissed by him. you only replied at how disgusting he is but jake shrugged.
jake was now starting to think of an idea because you looked like you’re about to cry and he didn’t like seeing you cry. he rolled his tongue inside his mouth, hesitant of what you would say of his idea.
“do you want me to teach you?” jake said lowly, eyeing every expression of you carefully.
“what?” you removed your head from the pillow, almost shrieking at the thought of practicing kissing on your friend.
jake sighs. “you’re gonna keep complaining that you haven’t had your first kiss. at this point just get it over with me.” he stares at your lips pouting in contemplation. “besides you haven’t paid me back.” he added and your mouth drops when you remembered. you glanced at jake back, and you scan him. he’s more leaned down and legs more man-spread since you almost killed him with a pillow. you glanced at his lips and you thought that they looked comfortable.
so that was what the payment he was mentioning… you kissing him?
“eyes up here princess.” jake pointed his lips and then his eyes. your eyes widened, suddenly can’t handle the view of your best friend so you looked away. how the fuck did he get more handsome last time i saw him?
jake knew you were unsure so he reassured. “it’s just a kiss y/n, you don’t have to if you don’t want.”
you whined, nibbling your own bottom lip. “i know i know.. i trust you..i’m just scared.” you weakly said the last part. he can’t help but smile at the mention of trusting him. he piped his interest for sure. you looked at him and jake almost hardens at this sight of you.
your hair is dishieveled from moving too much and you’re wearing jake’s sweatpants that clearly don’t fit you well but are so comfy. you’re holding the pillow like it’s a teddy bear and your beautiful eyes just stare at him.
he gulps, totally not imagining him corrupting you.
“don’t be scared. i’m here to help you.” jake’s tone almost makes you melt at how reassuring and soft it is. you nodded, finally giving in.
jake then moves his position sideways, so you’re both facing each other. jake then shifts closer to you as you eye every move from him.
he chuckles when he caught you staring and holding the pillow as if it’s gonna protect you. “i’m not gonna hurt you.” he snickers, removing the pillow between the both of you and feel his heat welcoming you.
jake cups your cheek with one hand, staring at you with admiration and with care. it’s too much so you looked away but jake persisted.
“trust me.” he said lowly, his eyes looking at your inviting lips then back to your eyes. you nodded slowly, almost staring at his lips. you feel his breathing onto you and your heart quickens.
his thumb rubs your cheek so you’ll be distracted from what he’s gonna do next. you closed your eyes shut. tighter every time jake leans closer to you. “relax.” was the last word you hear before blacking out.
and then you feel his lips latch onto you. your eyes fluttered shut and you’re frozen. it’s slow at first but felt burning. he starts off with slow, quick kisses to get used to it. you felt so weird, weird that you’re kissing your best friend you never imagined would happen, however there’s butterflies in your stomach when you feel his big lips.
“how was that?” jake stopped and asked with a soft voice as if you would disappear. your cheeks became red and you’re becoming all flustered at processing what just happened. it became too short for your liking “good…” you nervously said, covering your cheek with your hand. jake chuckled, he thought you’re so cute being all shy. “you’re a pro anyways.” you added, looking down.
jake puts a hair strand behind your ear that was hiding your face. his hand slides to your neck, rubbing it gently. fire within you is igniting. matter of fact, both of you.
“you can become a pro too.”
“can i?” you questioned as jake nodded. he almost loses it when you sounded so innocent yet so interested. he almost threw his lips onto you roughly. he can’t get enough of you.
“can you teach me?” you looked up and you see something shift within jake’s gaze.
you don’t know what is overcame you but the sight of jake’s sleepy, hooded eyes make you wanna continue. he just stares at you as if you’re the most beautiful painting in the museum but holding you so gently like a delicate butterfly. you cannot handle it. all of it.
“i’ll teach you everything.” his hot breath touches your lip. you feel his plush lips touching yours again and it feels so surreal and amazing. jake’s grip on your neck became stronger so you don’t move back.
his other hand goes behind your ear to fix your posture better while his other hand that was gripping your neck, cups your chin. his thumb taps your lips gently.
you opened your eyes, looking breathless. jake whispered in your mouth, “open.” he commanded as you slightly opened your lips. his thumb then opens your mouth bigger for you as you gasped. you didn’t have time to breathe as jake attacks your lips but more stronger this time. this feels addictive. god, if this is what a kiss feels like you wanna continue forever.
you also gasped when you feel his tongue enter your time, exploring your whole mouth for the first time. this’s supposed to be a kiss only but why do you go further.
“j-jake wait—“ you pulled away, your hands being placed on his chest to stop but jake kept chasing your lips, whining that you’re separated as you’re internally freaking out from his sounds, first time hearing those type of sounds from him.
jake continued to kiss you, tilting his head to get the best angle of you. you pushed him. “JESUS FUCK I CAN’T BREATHE!” you yelled, glaring at the boy who’s breathing improperly. jake then goes back to his conscience and sees you panting heavily.
“‘m sorry.” jake said, rubbing your cheek with his thumb. “went overboard.” he sheeplishy smiled as you mocked his response. you take your time breathing, seeing jake’s chest move up and down.
you suddenly got tempted seeing this type of jake. and had the sudden urge to kiss your handsome best friend.
“d-do you wanna do it again?” you suddenly confessed. although the both of you agreed that it would be just a kiss, jake nodded frantically. you chuckled.
“you seem more excited than me.” you smiled which made jake’s heart pound.
“get on my lap.” jake repositioned, leaning down and man-spreading, looking the same as before but looking more sensual with his sleepy-like eyes, like he’s enchanted by you. you raised an eyebrow, feeling suspicious. “it’s easier for you.”
he tapped his thighs, inviting you as you crawled towards him. your thighs stayed between him, caging him as this new sight was making you dizzy. him being below you, looking up at you like you’re a godess while your hands politely stayed at his chest. “you can touch me too.” he challenged. you gulped.
“okay…” you leaned down. your hands started cuping his face, making his cheeks being a little squished but you smiled. you initated the kiss first, making the both of you be relaxed and sighed from delight. this position can make you do anything and everything to him.
jake felt your hands hesitating to move up so he moved your hands towards his hair as your fingers were exploring his soft locks. he moaned slightly into your mouth as you were playing with his hair while making out with him. both of you were going deep at it as if it was a competition. it felt so raw and intimate.
there were times where you tugged into his hair out of annoyance or simply get his attention. jake would scold at you for hurting him but this was a different situation.
jake lets go first and starts peppering kisses on your neck and his hands squeeze your hips. “fuck this kai guy is missing out so much.” he mumbled as he makes out with your neck. his hands move up, feeling your figure up and down and he moaned when he feels your curves. you started whimpering when jake starts sucking an area on your neck.
he moves his hands more upward, his hands entering your shirt and feeling your smooth, bare back. you whimpered at his big hands exploring your body. jake eyes your expression as he continues to pepper neck kisses, noticing that your neck is your weakness. he mentally notes. “you like that?” you hear his raspy voice and you nodded frantically. “more please.” you plead with desperation to feel more of his lips and he almost loses it. but patience is key.
his thumbs were rubbing circles your waist and you whimpered when he accidentally touched your piercing when moving his hands across your stomach to keep you steady. “ow..” you looked down at the jewelry and see his thumb rubbing near the area of your piercing. jake took the opportunity to kiss your forehead. “i’m sorry.” he apologized in a light tone. your lips curled into a smile. “it’s okay..just be careful.” you turned to him, as his lips touched your nose. it was a peck and you scrunched your nose.
jake thinks you’re the most beautiful person in the world. “of course..” he whispered looking both at your eyes then back at your lips. “i’ll be careful.” he signaled to kiss you more so you leaned forward.
you feel so light yet crumpled. seeing jake’s messy hair because of you made you go crazy. his touch and stare was burning you, your heart’s pace quickens when he squeezes your hip again. god, you want to kiss him again so you do, throwing away all of your conscience to the garbage.
jake reprociates strongly. “fuck you don’t know how long i’ve been waiting for this.” jake huffs, your lips attacking his neck like he did with yours. you feel more confident when jake compliments you. jake sighs in delight, rubbing your waist. “you’re a fast learner too.” he complimented again you smiled against his neck. he felt it. “learned it from the best.” you kissed him. “that’s right..” he smiled between the kisses.
your hands entered his shirt, moaning at the feeling of his abs. you moved your hands everywhere, feeling his muscles and you’re surprised at how fit he is. you moved down towards his neck. kissed his collarbone. “just like that baby.” you then sucked on it like honey as your hands kept exploring him, you sucked strongly from the nickname you just earned.
jake leaned into your ear, whispering, “no guy deserves you.” it was so short but so deep and cold that it sent shivers to your spine.
“only me.” you can only whimper when he bit your ear making your body be pressed onto him more, clutching his neck for support. his feverish touches make you whine more when he explores more of your body.
౨ৎ ## love so delicate like yours,
synopsis: you've realized how far you've gotten with your boyfriend now that both of you are adults.
includes: 1.9k words | soft fluff | yn is anxious asf but riki comforts them | we love reassurance | movie notebook reference 😎 | yn got a tattoo and it makes riki fall in love with them more 🙆♀️🙆♀️ | coming of age¿?
extra: at this point, all of the members are taylor swift coded | soft love is the best love | yn is me because im also 18 and i dont wanna pay taxes D:
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you sighed as you laid yourself flat against the blankets. you smiled in delight as if your troubles and worries left you.
“school’s over.” you said, feeling your chest heavy. you recalled the school memories that you’ve experienced; both happy and sad, now that you’re taking the next chapter of your life; college.
it’s leaving a bittersweet feeling on your whole body.
“it is.” you looked over your shoulder, to see your boyfriend, riki fiddling with his yearbook. his fingers spotted towards the back of the book, heartfelt messages and inspiring words that his friends wrote for him.
you’re in riki’s backyard, inside of a treehouse both of you built since children with the help of your parents. you’re so lucky your dad is a constructor.
riki is sitting, one leg sticking out and one knee bent as he leans into the wooden walls. this position allows you to admire him from below as the sunlight flashes on his beautiful features.
he’s reading every single message with sincerity and care, from his senior friends that he will probably never see again and his younger juniors that he can’t annoy anymore as he pleases. despite hating waking up early every morning and him dealing with tiring lectures, he has to admit he made memories and friends that’s worth a life time.
“i can’t believe we’re gonna be college students now. where we have to pay off debts, start our career paths, those people who are gonna be closer to 20 than 16 - it’s just,” you took in a breath. “surreal. surreal that we are growing up.”
you had always had a fear of growing up. not wanting to achieve the things and goals you’ve planned on time. you felt like you’re rushing to do everything at once before it becomes too late. you always wanna stay 16 forever; forever naive to understand the real world. how you’re closest friends will separate from you. how everything you’re experiencing right now will be just a memory.
riki glanced down on you where you’re staring off of space. he can sense the anxiety in your tone.
he closes the book after he was staring at a picture. a picture titled, “best couple” and it’s a picture of the both of you standing next to each other, smiling widely. he smiled at how adorable you looked next to him.
he scooted closer to you, making himself comfortable once he lays down next to you. his back lays flat, mimicking your position.
“are you scared?” riki likes to question the obvious, but it helps you reflect on your feelings; how fear is just a feeling and to understand your emotions a bit better.
“just a little anxious just all,” you confessed, looking at riki whose eyes never left yours. “i’m sure it will disappear soon. i mean, everyone experiences this.” you reassure yourself and riki sense it, enjoying your honesty.
“mhm,” riki mumbles. “it’s okay to feel anxious, the future is scary.” he looks down. “it’s only a matter of time how you’re gonna handle it. you create your own future.”
his words ring in your head. he’s right.
riki took your silence as a way that you agree with him.
he then glanced down towards your arm, a black-inked drawing that attracted him. riki scooted closer, his body turned to yours. he propped himself up with his elbow.
no matter how close the proximity is between the both of you, it still makes you nervous til this day. especially with how much older and mature-looking your boyfriend of 6 years is.
“your parents aren’t mad about this?” riki gently poked on your arm, eyes analyzing the art in your arm. it’s only been a week since you decided to get your first tattoo.
it’s beautiful, he thinks.
“not anymore, i’m 18 now.” you huffed out. you remembered the horror on your parents’ faces but a sigh of defeat when they realized you’re now responsible of yourself. it makes you chuckle about their panicked expressions, slowly making themselves aware that you’re not gonna be their little 4 year old reckless daughter anymore.
“i can imagine your mom shrieking.” riki giggled which made you scoffed because he wasn’t wrong.
“your birth flower?” riki asked, his fingertips gently tracing the traces of your birth flower.
your eyes widened a bit at his sudden touch then you looked down at how focused riki was. his eyes were staring at it as if your tattoo was a museum.
your heart beat quickened at the sight.
“the flower that i drew for you in your math notebook in 6th grade.” riki smiled, realizing how much time flies since you guys called it official since middle school. you’ve remembered the nervousness riki’s hands were, fiddling the bouquet of origami flowers. flowers he made for each that day that he fell in love with you. you thought it was silly. riki has always been caring and kind to you so it was natural for you to reprociate the feelings back. and so, without any pressure or doubts, you guys called it official.
“i thought you threw your old notebooks away..” his voice still remains soft and delicate, still smiling at your tattoo. he started to reminisce the times he would doodle on your notebook without you noticing. like a surprise.
“i ripped the page and kept it since.” when you were going into your freshman self, you looked back into the notebooks to reminsince your middle school memories. you’ve came across a drawing — no other than riki’s in one of your notebooks. you ripped it out and hid it in a safe spot until you get a tattoo of it ever since.
some people thought you guys weren’t gonna make it past middle school — even you too, but since both of you got in the same highschool, it remained strong. a strong string holding your relationship tight.
yes, with hormones acting up and puberty getting in the way, there were times where you guys had fought and argued together to the point it was nearing breaking apart but both of you shouldn’t let it slide. not when it has reached this far. and how much you love each other.
although your boyfriend has grown up, there are occasionally times where he teases you and becomes childish around you, it makes you soft-hearted at how he still has a soul of his 12-year old self. especially moments where he look similar to a duck, which made you think about how much duck plushies you have on your bed because it reminds you of riki.
you’re happy that you’re growing up with him.
“what are you thinking about pretty girl?”
you gasped lightly, realizing that you’re spacing out. you looked at him and you see a small smirk implemented on his face, curious of what your pretty head is thinking about.
your face relaxes, trying to calm yourself. you’re nervous over nothing.
you looked down at your hands, then glance at riki’s hand comfortably resting, then back to your hands. your fingers slowly creep upon riki’s fingers, slowly rubbing them with yours. you smiled at the sight.
“it’s insane to think about how much we’ve grown.” you paused. “together.”
riki’s eyes looked at the sight, his heart beat echoing and growing louder. no matter what you do, you always make him think irrational. he then glances at you smiling when you’re playing with his fingers. “not many people believed in us lasting this long, not even me. i was worried if one of us lost feelings, found someone else better, or get something in our way, but im glad that we didn’t give up.” you looked at riki where his attention was diverted to you. he raised an eyebrow to indicate that he was listening.
“i’m happy that i’m dating you, i can’t express how much i adore you, how much you mean to me, i’ve never felt love this strong before — you’re just everything to me. i can’t imagine laughing harder than with anyone else, smile so much with anyone else. with you, it’s different. thank you for loving me.”
you’re cringing on the inside at how much you confessed in such a short amount of time. you’re met with silence from your boyfriend who seem atonished from your words. you’re embarrassed, pulling back your fingers to cover your blushing cheeks in front of your boyfriend.
riki’s lips twitched, happy for you to express your feelings more comfortably now compared to the past situations. (one of the reasons that you’ve guys argued before) his chest felt light, his grin becoming bigger when you’re hiding from him.
you hear the blankets rustling, you felt riki’s arm slowly snake around your wrist to lightly remove your hand from your face. you removed your embarrassed hands and your eyes followed his hand clasping onto yours. the sight of his veiny hands makes you silent.
you admire the two of you holding hands. your stomach was feeling butterflies just as it was the first time riki confessed his feelings to you. riki twists your wrist, allowing you to see the sight from all angles. it looks so perfect. your hand perfectly structured to hold his.
“you’re just as perfect as to what i am seeing right now.” riki spoke with a soft tone, chuckling when he kept twisting and turning your wrist. “you have a place in my heart no one else could ever have. my heart is so full of you i can hardly call it my own. i choose you. and i’ll choose you over and over. without a pause, without a doubt, in a heartbeat, i’ll keep choosing you. as long as i’m alive, you will always be loved.”
you’re speechless at your boyfriend’s words to the point you feel like crying. riki still kept smiling at you, giggling. you saw the crescents formed in his eyes whenever he smiled at you and it never fails to make yourself love him more.
riki took this opportunity to lift himself up, hovering above you. he pecked your forehead. you felt his warm lips touching your skin and the goosebumps always forms whenever he makes you flustered.
you looked up at him, surprised. he looked down at you with his head tilted and a scrunched nose like a puppy, as if he was proud to do that.
nothing but an exchange of loud heart beats matching with one another and genuine giggles back and forth.
riki then leaned in towards you. you closed your eyes at the expected action. his lips touching with yours. electricity flows when he rubs his fingers on your hands. it always make you feel all tingly on the inside.
riki then pulls back, “cute.” he teases you, making your cheeks grow hotter. “shut up.” you rolled eyes, earning a little laugh from him.
riki still doesn’t let go of your intertwined hands as he returns to his original position where you’re laying flat on the ground, shoulder to shoulder.
“so your summer plans?” riki asked casually. he lifted his head as his arm was under his head to act as support.
you then touched your bangs, realizing that you still have that caramel-like highlights since march. you were starting to get bored of it.
you pursed your lips. “maybe dye my hair next week back to black.”
riki’s eyes shined. “match with me.” he spoke without thinking. you turned your head to him, realizing that his hair is black now.
your boyfriend likes it alot when both of you match.
“if you bleach it next month to some color then what?” you pointed out because sometimes your boyfriend makes impulsive decisions on his hair whenever he sees a cool hairstyles. you’re not angry whenever he does this because he’s good looking with whatever hair color he has.
“i won’t bleach it, i promise. i’ll follow you.” riki spoke and it makes you chuckle that he probably doesn’t realize the importance of his words. “red? blue? silver, i’ll do it for you.” you froze at his sudden deep voice erupting from him. your heart beat also freezes when his lips touches the location of your tattoo. you looked down and see his lips pushed forward. your heart flutters once again.
“you’re dumb.” you spoke, eyes softening at what you were hearing.
gosh, you really love this man.
riki smiles against your skin, looking up and your heart twists at an umfamiliar sight. “i can be that.” he whispers like it was a promise.
synopsis: you could not handle your boyfriend’s handsomeness when he’s studying.
includes: 1.4k words | soft hours | y/n is clingy and just wanted a hug but it turned into vulnerability time | sunghoon is mad fine
extra: thank you sunghoon for tuning into your weverse live now i’m more whipped for you
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you didn’t know if you were love struck by your boyfriend’s visuals or your hormones are acting upon you.
maybe both.
usually when you’re studying at sunghoon’s room, you’re focused on your tasks with your computer in front of you, your notebook and pen on the side - ready to write any necessary information of your past lessons for your upcoming exams, and your headphone blasted on full volume to stay concentrated and get your study sessions over with so you can sleep.
since you had nothing to study for, you’re laying around sunghoon’s bed as your cuddling with his one of his pillows and scrolling down social media.
you turned your body around and see your boyfriend’s backview which instantly made you smile, especially with how focused he is from his airpods blasting music but you can’t take him seriously when his hair has some messy strands all over. you chuckled as you put your phone down and continue to admire him from the back.
your boyfriend keeps getting more handsome everyday that it sometimes make you malfunction from his insane visuals. sometimes, you get jealous when you notice the stares and whispers from girls whenever both of you are on public. but sunghoon, doesn’t care about them, always holding your hand tightly, wrapping his arm around your shoulder to pull you close, or if he’s annoyed by the comments or possessive over you, he would keep you close to him by having his hand on your waist and it would stay there until he drops you off to your house.
gosh, you really question how he’s your boyfriend.
it’s hard to resist him and you acknowledge that.
you get up from his bed, walking slowly and carefully to sneak up behind him. you glanced up as you stood behind his chair, you frowned when you realized he’s studying biology — one of your least favorite subjects to study for.
you contemplate whether or not to bother him for a little. he does need a break, right?
you took a step, standing next to his chair as your hands traveled to his hair.
you lightly massaged his hair and your eyes admired the notes that he took, making you amazed at his skills.
sunghoon looked up at you, smiling when he sees you. he immediately put his pen down. he took a moment to swallow the scene in front of him with your side profile presented to him. he wanted to capture the moment.
“what’s up?” sunghoon asked, pausing his music from his phone and took off his airpods.
“hm?” you were distracted with his organized notes, your chin tilting to face him then your eyes following. you greeted him with a smile that made him smile even bigger.
“are you hungry? bored?” sunghoon questioned, his fingers reaching the one strand of hair that was covering your whole face. you looked at him, startled. his eyes were focused as he lightly puts your hair behind your ear. you blushed. “anything princess?”
that darn nickname.
“uh uhm..” you were at a loss of words, your heart beat quickening when he stares at you, waiting patiently for an answer. you looked away from him, it was too much for you to handle.
“just a want a little hug..” you puffed your cheeks, eyes wandering random objects in his room to distract yourself. you confessed, embarrassed to see sunghoon witness you being clingy.
sunghoon’s eyebrows jumped, not expecting that response. but he realized that you were blushing, probably acknowleding that you were embarrassed to want a hug but sunghoon didn’t care.
sunghoon stared at you more. your cheeks being filled with the color pink. your shy eyes tering away from his vision. nibbling your lips in nervousness.
a smile formed on his lips, tilting his head on the side because he thinks you’re adorable — so adorable. his heart beat quickened at the sight of you.
“of course y/n.” sunghoon grabbed your arm, pulling you closer to him. you gasped at the sudden action, your eyes widen when sunghoon pulled you into his lap. your arms instinctively wrapped around his neck. you leaned back to see sunghoon but he stared at you with a mischevious smile and a head tilt — a smug look.
you wanted to poke his dimple.
sunghoon stood up straighter so that you’ll be able to hug him comfortably. and you did, inhaling his signature scent of vanilla and musk. you closed your eyes to take in the smell and sunghoon’s hands were resting comfortably on your waist. you melted into his hug that was very comforting. you would sometimes say nothing and straight up hug him whenever you’re tired. sunghoon would get the message and lets you hug him until you’re done. he doesn’t mind. really.
all of your thoughts, all of your common sense flew out. your stare softens every feature of your boyfriend, his moles all over his face, his perfectly structured nose, shiny eyes with his classic black specs illuminated from the table lamp — gosh your heart is beating fast.
you leaned back, sunghoon’s eyes back to you. his attention was back to you. his eyebrows jumped as he asked, “what’s wrong?”
you felt bad for distracting him but with that stare of his, his love gaze, you couldn’t help it.
sunghoon’s grasp on you was tighter so you don’t fall. you felt getting more enchanted from your boyfriend’s beauty. you don’t know what possessed you but you removed your arms from his shoulders. your hands slowly moved up towards his face. you were tempted to poke his moles but you held back.
sunghoon’s heart beat kept getting quicker with every action from you. he was eyeing you, from your fingers coming up towards your face then back to your eyes where you seemed focused on something else. his eyes darkened, leaning back to get a better view from you especially when you were towering over him. he was starting to relax and let you do whatever you want to him. he was enjoying it.
you are so beautiful right in front of him. you looked really magical, he wonders how he’s so lucky to date a girl like you. do you know that?
you reached his glasses, slowly and carefully took them off. some of his hair strands fell down, slightly covering his eyes.
you gulped, what a sight. your heart beat quickened at sunghoon staring hard at you. you glanced down towards his lips that were so tempting fro you to leaned down to them.
sunghoon kept staring at you, a pinkish color forming on your cheeks as he took the time to your admire your beauty.
“sorry,” you muttered lowly, trying to calm yourself down. your shy eyes tering away from his vision. nibbling your lips in nervousness when sunghoon was below you.
sunghoon was surprised to hear you apologizing when you had nothing to apologize for. “no.” he quickly said.
you looked back at sunghoon once again, startled when his fingers slowly touched your jaw to get his attention. his thumb rubbing your cheek as you leaned into it. his grasp on your jaw wasn’t strong but strong enough when you can imagine how he is feeling by the way he was staring at you with a soft smile playing on his lips.
“shit y/n what am i gonna do with you?” your heart quick raced when you heard his deep, raspy voice. it’s once in a blue moon to hear something come out of him and it would never fail to make you melt.
you didn’t say anything. you hand reaching to cover his hand on you jaw. you caress them. you closed your eyes for a few seconds before replying,
“love me.” you whispered, looking at him. sunghoon saw your vulnerability and he swears to god that he will. he will love you every day, every night, every second until he gives up — heck he would not give up loving you. at this point, he’s already planning wedding vows. he will not stop loving you until both of you grow old and sick of each other.
“yes, yes i will.” sunghoon said whatever what was on top of his head. he is utterly at a loss of thoughts. he smiles when you giggled at him like it was a calming melody to him. “you make me go insane, it’s crazy y/n..” he whispers. he rubs your hip with his other hand on your waist. “even if i die, i will never stop loving you.” you think he’s being dramatic but you don’t say that.
“good.” you nibbled at your lip to prevent a big smile on your face. you leaned into him, stealing a kiss from his lips. you saw a frown from sunghoon when you pulled away. you merely saw him chasing your lips for a second as his eyes were glued on your pretty lips.
“because i will never stop loving you either.” you smiled right in front of him. sunghoon looks up with a soft stare and your stomach curls at the sight. sunghoon swears he’s the most luckiest person alive and that he will brag to every single individual on this earth to proudly say that he’s dating you. he doesn’t care about the single pals.
you felt a breath on your lips when sunghoon pulled you again for another kiss. and you pulled him closer until nothing separates the two of you.
hiii i love your work!!! when you have time, can you write something for me with a jealous sunghoon?
yes ofc !! i dont i have anything on my mind rn so it would be great if you have an idea of what the plot to be just so i can write a good fanfic for you and be quick in writing it !! <33
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park sunghoon x fem reader!
synopsis: your test on your best friend decided to have your friendship to the next level.
includes: 3.4k words | childhood friends to lovers | inspo was actually the song brought the heat back because they’re all delusional, like look at the lyrics — actually | lyrics mentioned x2 !! | sunghoon is a hopeless romantic | both of them are bold with their actions el oh el.. | oh taesan BND mention ^3^ | ever after high mentioned !!
extra: actually am back from the dead i’m very sorry LOL | the whole romance: untold album gave me me inspiration to write this.. | hot girl activities of being an enhypen stan <3 | ALSO am redoing my tag list since i’m back after a hot minute, lmk if u wanna be apart of it <3 | love u chiptole pls sponsor me <3
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what are we doing here at the mall?” sunghoon stares ahead, seeing multiple clothing stores. he sees groups of girls going in and out of them while holding multiple shoppings bags. he sighs, already depicting himself holding bags for you as you go shopping.
“prom shopping, duh.” you proudly stated. your eyes brighten while eyeing each attractive store.
“what’s the point of going to prom when you don’t have a date?” immediately your mood shut down as sunghoon slammed fact at your face while maintaining his blank stare. he was right, you don’t have a date, like an actual date. your last minute plan was to go with your childhood neighborhood best friend, platonically because disappointingly all of the hot guys in your school got dates.
“you’re literally my date sunghoon.” you rolled your eyes and looked at sunghoon who seemed to have reddish cheeks. he looked away before you can turn to him, blocking his red cheeks from being seen.
you snickered, knowing that he is embarrassed since sunghoon doesn’t have a date either from his school. well, he rejected all of them. but that confused you more, he rejected all of the girls that asked him out but he didn’t mind going to your prom as your date. you don’t care now because you have a purpose to go prom-dressing.
“ooh windsor seems cute~” you skipped towards the store that caught your eye first. “woah..” your eyes sparkled at the glitterly lavender dress that has a slit on the right side of the leg and have gems around the chest area. this was your dream ever since you were little, going prom dressing and imagining yourself wearing your favorite dresses with your prince charming.
but it had to be with sunghoon — nothing wrong with sunghoon but he was someone you didn’t expect for him to say yes.
i mean, both of you pinky promised ever since babies that you two would marry each other if both of you stayed single. you wondered if he remembers the same thing.
sunghoon stayed at the corner of the store, eyeing your excited self while scanning the various dresses in front of you as he held your bag after volunteering. he wonders what type of dresses you prefer.
he imagines you in some of the dresses he eyes wander on.
you insisted to keep your bag onto you but he persisted until you give up. his excuse was to “roam freely” — you dead looked at him in the eye replying that it’s bullshit.
you didn’t want to argue with him any further first thing you entered the mall so you let him deal with whatever.
sunghoon doesn’t know what made him possessed to say yes to you when he received your text. he didn't even pay for prom, he was uninterested, but the thought of going with you - as his date, didn't seem too bad.
he remembered himself blushing crazy when he abruptly received your text message when he was hanging out with his friends. sunghoon took a pause in the middle of the sidewalk, staring at his screen with wide eyes. he slowly turned around and started running towards home, abandoning his startled, questioned friends. they heard silence except his shoes hitting the concrete floor.
two hours later, he replied with “sure” to remain nonclatant but little did you know his face was a blushing mess, feet in cold sweat to the fact he had to wear socks in bed, and his heart rapidly beating to the point he had high blood pressure. his mind was occupied onto you as he stared at your bedroom from across his window, wondering what you’re up to.
his parents were so confused as to why their son was acting this way. he was on cloud 9 when you asked him out but felt a bit sad when you mentioned to go together with plantonic feelings.
you walked towards sunghoon with shrugged shoulders and a frown that made sunghoon be concered of your expression. “what happened?” sunghoon looked down at you, uttering a deep tone to indicate his concern. he was still seeing your pouty lips and your eyes being tight. “none of them are what i am looking for.”
maybe you’re acting like a spoiled child who cannot find their favorite toy but you believed that prom was the most important event in your life. you wanted to find your perfect dress.
then you opened your eyes, being face to face to sunghoon’s chest which made you feel uneasy at the unfamiliar appearance.
you then realized how close you are with sunghoon so you took a step back.
you sighed, looking up at sunghoon. “it’s fine we have multiple stores.” your motivated smile made sunghoon chuckle.
you left the store, then sunghoon behind you.
“that green looks like a swamp.”
“that’s too glittery.”
“too long.”
“i look like a child of divorce with this dress!”
“i guess you’re picky.” sunghoon teased, ruffling your hair as he followed you exiting the last store. you still had an unsatisfied expression.
you didn’t react to his gesture since it was normal between the two of you. you didn’t mind sunghoon messing up your hair.
sunghoon felt bad and fixed your hair carefully, eyeing each strand of hair being back in the right place originally.
you looked from left to right onto where to explore, slightly giving up but not fully. you wanted to go home already and swallow yourself in your favorite blanket, blasting the AC on high volume while watching ever after high.
countless attempts of finding the right dress for you was too difficult. you’re starting to understand why people buy their dresses months before, you believe that the good batch of dresses were already brought before and you started to panic if you can even find one.
“there’s nothing wrong with being picky..” you murmured, walking around in hopes another store caught your eye. “of course,” sunghoon responded. he continued. “you should keep your standards high, never settle for less.” you lightly scoffed, turning your head towards sunghoon with a mischevious expression. “is that why you’re still single?”
you’ve always been curious of sunghoon’s standards are since he remains single throughout your high school years. middle school doesn’t count. his last relationship was a fail because he lost feelings for the girl.
yes, you admit he is shamelessly handsome and he knows that but have a personality of a delicate cat. which makes you laugh once in a while.
you still think of sunghoon as a child in an adult body.
sunghoon seems to be taken aback of your question. he tilted his head, thinking about it. “well…i never thought about it like that. i was gonna be more busier with each year, i’m not gonna have time for relationships.” sunghoon confessed nonchantly since it wasn’t a big deal for him. you nodded, understanding where he was coming from.
“then..have you liked anyone before?” you questioned, also curious as you eyed the store’s figuerines on display. “that’s cute..” you whispered to yourself before looking back at sunghoon with a smile, waiting expectantly.
sunghoon’s heart jumped. he shivered when he felt the cold air passing behind him, glancing at you to see if you’ve noticed but he was so grateful that you were distracted by some damn figuerines.
he immediately looked ahead when you looked back at him, geez why can’t i answer?
“n-no.” he choked on his words. you decided to poke his holes further when you noticed how nervous he was. you can read your best friend pretty easily. “really?” you stopped walking which made him also stop. sunghoon turned to his right and he held his breath when you leaned closer to his face, eyeing him like a hawk to justify his truth. “do you like someone now?”
“yes.” he muttered, still staring at your eyes. seconds of staring at each other made your heart suddenly fluttered which was weird and out of the norm. you held in your breath when none of you pulled away yet, continuing to gaze upon each other.
you realized the position you were in, especially when sunghoon easily towered over you. you immediately back away, sunghoon now smirking at your sudden nervousness. “wonder who’s the unfortunate girl..” you gulped on your words.
“why are you single?” sunghoon asked, hands in his pockets as he started walking. you coughed, hands rubbing your tight chest. “e-erm,” you tried to find an excuse. “just like you.. i have other priorities.” you didn’t see the little frown sunghoon made at your response. you weren’t lying but at the same time you were telling the truth. dating felt like it could affect your daily routine and studies.
okay, maybe your best friend seem a bit too handsome for your liking. it’s weird. wait
“how about this store?” sunghoon pointed at a store that was near the exit. you sneaked a glance, interested by the pretty dresses on display. you decided to go. “sure let’s go.” trying to distract yourself on what happened earlier.
now sunghoon was reflecting on himself and what happened earlier as well as he sat down, waiting for you to try on the dresses. he was frustrated, he wanted you. it has always been you, ever since both of you pinky promised as babies.
that relationship he had in middle school - yeah he thought the girl was pretty but it was only to perform a distraction to get rid of his feeling for you.
your extroverted personality intimidated him ever since growing up. he wonders what makes you fearless and mentally strong. in moments where you fell down countless from playing tag with him, you didn’t cry. oddly - you continued to play with tag despite having a bleeding knee.
but when you would see his displeased face, you would offer him a lollipop that you keep inside your book bag just for fun.
he still has the candy wrapper somewhere inside his drawers.
but you don’t know that. he wanted to know if you were feeling the same way. is it worth ruining the friendship? is there any hope to turn it into something intimate? something more? he’s craving a lot of answers.
as you were adjusting the dress, your hands slowed down on your straps when you also questioned the same thing. then memories of you and sunghoon started replaying on your mind; where both of you were in his bed one summer night after having a bbq dinner from your parents, talking about your futures together — where the both of you have to be involved in each others’ futures; where sunghoon gives you his hoodie without any question whenever you’re cold, where you packed an extra lunchbox for sunghoon because he was craving your pork cutlets. the past, happy memories slowly transitioned to the memories where you’re now questioning your feelings on sunghoon.
where sunghoon wrapped his arm around your shoulder, pulling you closer to him when the train was crowded with people. you felt his chin touch the top of your head. you remembered your heartbeat being in the same speed as the train was going and you were glad sunghoon couldn’t see your blush — where sunghoon offered you to sleep on his shoulder on the way home after hanging out together — where both of your hands would featherly touch each other in random times but immediately both of you let go and feel electric shocks all over the body.
so you’re gonna put your feelings on the test.
“hoon!” you called out on his nickname. sunghoon immediately paid attention to you. “yeah y/n? what happened?” you scrunched your nose when you hear the concern on his tone.
you huffed out a breath. “can you help me with the zipper please?” you questioned why your heart is already beating fast. you hear the footsteps coming closer to you and you swore your heart was gonna jump out of the ribcage.
behind you, you slightly opened the curtain, to prevent not only revealing the dress to him but as well as not wanting to face sunghoon. you can feel his eyes glued onto your back.
sunghoon rolled his tongue inside his cheek, feeling unusual even though he’s childhood friends with you. he noticed your hands trying to zip up your dress.
he took a step closer to you, you shivered when you can feel his chest against your back and your breath lingering on your bare neck. you gulped at the intense silence engulfed by the both of you.
“silly you.” he let out a slight chuckle. you can feel his slight smirk from behind you.
“just help me park.” you rolled your eyes at his teasing, hoping it’s something to ease the tension.
“stop moving.” sunghoon hand was lightly placed on your waist which made you frozen. your eyes widened at the sudden touch. his eyes were focused on the zipper, his hands being gently so that he doesn’t hurt you.
breathe y/n — breathe—
shit.
you looked up from the ground to curiously see the scene with the mirror in front of you. the first thing was his figure, how his white shirt easily makes his body look good with his headphones around his neck. you can see his fluffy hair that you’re eager to touch. you see sunghoon’s tongue on the corner of his lips to indicate his concentration. your eyes slowly followed his hand, you eyed his watch — his hand on your waist.
you suddenly wanna pass away.
sunghoon sighed, “there.” you then immediately looked down to prevent any eye contact. goddamit y/n why are you so shy?
“thanks.” you grabbed the curtain and shut the room in front of him, whining mentally at your shy self. you stared at yourself in front of the mirror, surprised at how red your cheeks are under the light.
sunghoon stood in front the curtain, surprised with his eyebrows furrowed but then his face relaxed into a soft smile before returning back to seat and waiting for you to reveal the dress to him.
him only.
“so—“ he heard you through his headphones after some few minutes. you opened the curtain. “how do i do?” as sunghoon was pausing his music and taking his headphones off. you presented yourself wearing the dark red, sparkly dress, standing still and with a smile as you waited for sunghoon’s reponse. you smiled so hard, not containing your excitement that you felt while wearing the dress. it really made you feel like a princess.
sunghoon stared at you for a couple of seconds then slowly looked down at your figure. how the dress was hugging your body, your curves were being emphasized, how it complimented your skin tone, god you were stunning. you literally looked like a goddess in front of him and he was willing to drop everything and pull you close just like earlier. sunghoon was utterly at a loss of words. his mouth wanted to spill out words but he was frozen.
what did you did do to him?
you caught him being speechless so you worried, forming a form. “i-is it not good?” you turned around to face the mirror in worry.
but before you do it you heard him yell. “wait!” you paused. “it’s good. you look great.” your muscles relaxed after hearing sunghoon’s reassurance. you smiled, turning back around to face sunghoon. sunghoon was too shy to face you, looking away as he was gulping.
“really great..” he coughed into his fist, clearing his throat.
well that was good enough for you.
“great!” you closed back the curtain to change back into your normal clothes.
sunghoon cursed at himself mentally, hand coming to his head to massage his temples as he closed his eyes to gather his thoughts. he felt like this was torture.
as you’ve already bought the dress, both of you were hungry so you guys went to the food court.
“go find a table, i’ll get us something.” you frown at sunghoon’s suggestion. “no don’t pay for me. you’ve already gone through so much, it’s right if i pay for your meal.” you find your wallet through your bag that sunghoon is still holding for you. sunghoon shook his head, shutting down the zipper making you speechless. “no need it’s fine for me.” you insisted. “sunghoon-“ you whined.
sunghoon gave you a look that made you instantly sit down. “fine.” you rolled your eyes. sunghoon smiled as you followed his words, dropping the bags on the chair next to you. what a switch up.
you eyed sunghoon’s back disappearing slowly from your vision. you smiled when he headed to your favorite fast food place.
you were on your phone while waiting for sunghoon to come back.
“y/n?” you looked up after hearing your name being called. both of you smiled — it was your classmate, taesan. you got out from your seat to hug him as taesan hugged you back tightly. “what are you doing here?” you asked him, going back to your seat.
“i went to the park with the guys.” indicating the basketball on the chair across from you and he turned his back, which made you see the bunch of his friends ordering from a different store. “i saw you sitting by yourself, are you also with your friends?” taesan smiled at you, also wondering why you’re here.
“mhmm,” you nodded. “prom shopping.” taesan cursed. “shit i realized i have to do the same..” you giggled at his comment as taesan panicked a bit since it’s in a week. “good luck with that.” you saluted to him. “mhm thanks.” taesan smiled at your gesture.
“okay i gotta go and find a table for these hungry monsters. i’ll see you again.” taesan ruffled your hair, before leaving your table. “hey you’re gonna mess up my hair!” you playfully said, fixing your strands. “ugh my hair..” you commented to yourself.
a few seconds later, you’re startled when a plastic bag of food was placed in front of, rather harshly.
you turned your head towards sunghoon when he pulled a chair next you and sat next to you with a serious expression. “who was that guy?” you’re confused at sunghoon’s question.
“what guy?” your nervousness made you forget your memory. “why are you smiling to him like that?”
did he watch the whole scene?
sunghoon kept staring at you, still maintaining a cold look that made you shiver. yeah, that’s the look that he is pissed at you.
you realized something. “park, are you jealous?” you eyed him which made sunghoon realize what he was doing and broke eye contact, letting out a puff of air.
but you are not letting it go until you got your answer. you leaned closer to him, tilting your head so he can look at you again but he’s resisting because he didn’t want to show that side to you. “mhmm are you jealous?” you asked annoingly, making sunghoon blush. you kept teasing him. he was covering his face with his hands but you wanted to see this scene unfold on you. “am not.” he muttered, making you laugh at how grumpy his voice was. “cmon, why are you jealous? hm?” you’re entertained.
he is envious that there are other guys who can make you smile and laugh.
you smiled as your hands were touching each of his wrists, pulling his hands away from his face. sunghoon was pretty strong which made you struggle.
“don’t test me.” sunghoon shot a glare after you removed his hands from his face. you gulped at the sight in front of you. “okay i won’t, i’m sorry.”you’re still smiling.
he crossed his arms, pouting. this wasn’t the sunghoon that you grew up with and you wondered how much he has grown up — and that you two aren’t kids anymore.
“don’t worry about taesan, he has a girl.” you laid back to your seat, unpacking your chiptole bowl that sunghoon bought. sunghoon stayed silent, eyeing you unpacking the bowl with excitement that made sunghoon instantly forgive you but now he’s too embarrassed to speak to you.
“uhm..” both of your heads turned to see a guy on your right side. the guy saw sunghoon’s grumpy face which made him gulp and nervous on what he was gonna say as you looked at him with a smile as an act of kindness. “i-i thought you’re pretty and i would like to ask if i can have your number?” the guy looked at you with sweaty glands all over his forehead, not daring to look at sunghoon or he will run away. you widened your eyes at the sudden confession.
“oh uhm-“
your bones became frozen when you felt one of sunghoon’s arms sneak around your neck, his fingers lightly touching your waist while his other arm was leaning on the table, eyeing the guy with apissed expression. he became close, too close when you felt his cheek be pressed onto yours.
he eyed the guy annoyingly, jaw clenched and eyes piercing through his body as you were a blushing mess and your heart fluttering too much. “she has a boyfriend.” sunghoon muttered, causing you to gasp lightly at his words. the way he said, felt like he really meant it.
you saw the guy panicked and apologized, running away from both of your visions.
“cmon park, you scared the dude.” you turned to him as he removed his arm from your shoulder, leaning back to his seat. you were feeling bad for the guy but sunghoon didn’t feel bad.
“you didn’t decline.” sunghoon shrugged, making you wanna slap his shoulder at his egotistical self.
now that you’ve realized, you didn’t.
“i-i..” you’re at a loss of words. you swear you’re gonna die in front of sunghoon if you get a heart attack. “right..” you muttered something that was not supposed to be aloud. but you didn’t notice, trying to calm yourself down.
sunghoon leaned closer to you, eyes staring at you as you saw him smiling, causing his fangs to be present. “i wouldn’t mind.”
you realized where this was going and he indirectly confessed to you. sunghoon tilted his head to the side, entertained to see your blushing state. “i wouldn’t mind either.” his face dropped when you repeated the same thing to him without looking at him, coughing your nervousness out.
both of your faces relaxed, smiling at each other, relieved that the both of you felt the same way towards each other.
“so we’re gonna marry each other now?” sunghoon spoke, maintaining a slight smirk. he loves seeing you flustered like crazy.
you’re surprised. “you’ve remembered?” sunghoon nodded proudly, playing the ends of your hair which made your heart beat even more crazy as if it’s not at its limit right now.
ah i knew it!! it’s because in ur fic, jake asked to court her first hehe. i actually love filo culture when it comes to dating, so respectful 🥹
STOP IT!! thats so true i love filipino culture when it comes to dating , it really makes my heart flutter🥹🥹 i’m surprised you caught very quick on by jake asking to court yn🥹
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