unacceptable [yeosang/reader] [E]
Pairing: Kang Yeosang/Fem!reader
Theme: Smut, fluff, friends to lovers
Words: 5.8k
Summary:
Every single one of your hook-ups and relationships have been absolute shit in bed. Your best friend comes to the rescue.
But is it really just you're sex life he's saving?
Content tags: explicit sexual content, explicit consent, dry-humping, cunnilingus, fingering, vaginal sex, creampies, slightly unsafe sex, aftercare, confessions, alcohol/drinking but it's not dubcon
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Notes: Enjoy my Yeosang brainrot that's been eating at me for months! :) Gotta feed my fellow Yeodoongies ♥ Can you tell how whipped I am for this man??
Me: you up?
You let out a deep sigh and put your legs up on the couch as you hit send to the message, stretching your back muscles and feeling your joints fall back into a comfortable position. It was a particularly rough day and all you needed was a drink and a friend. Where has Yeosang been all day?
statue boy: why are you texting me like a fuck boy lol
Me: fuck off
Me: let's go drink
Me: not a bar tho, not looking to get hammered
Me: I was thinking more like outside a 7-11, 2 bots
That's what you loved about drinking with Yeosang, you can just chill with a bottle or two without the pressure to get wasted unlike in your friend group. Well, that's the most he can handle without being a mess anyway. Even if you can take way more, you have more fun if you're not puking your guts out the next morning.
statue boy: in this cold??
statue boy: nah
statue boy: I'm coming over
statue boy: with beer
Me: and turtle chips
Me: the chocolate ones
statue boy: yes
Me: and strawberry ice cream
statue boy: 🙄
statue boy: 20 minutes
You didn't intend to seem so excited when you heard your doorbell ring. This was a very common weekend for you and Yeosang, and you almost didn't recognize yourself when you jumped up from the couch and ran to the door to greet him with a hug.
"Got the goods?" You look up at him slightly while still pressed against his chest, both arms around his waist while his free arm rests on your shoulder. He smells so good as always.
Yeosang raised the plastic bag in his other hand while wriggling away from your hug. "Goods acquired,"
He made his way to the living room first, tossing his hoodie to the side, pushing back the coffee table, and pulling down a sofa cushion to sit on the floor with his back against the couch.
You went straight to your ice cream with a giddy smile while he reached for a beer.
"So, I thought you had a dick appointment today?" Yeosang asked as he popped a can open. His eyes were on you as he took a sip.
"Nah, bailed out on me last minute." You took a bite out of your ice cream and waited for it to melt in your mouth. "Hooking up with his ex right now,"
"Sucks, what an ass,"
"Whatever, he looks like the type to say shit like I'll make you scream baby girl but can't find the clit,"
Yeosang chuckled at your mocking fuck boy alpha male voice, almost choking on his beer.
"Oh c'mon, how hard is it even to find the clit? It's.." He dramatically waves at nothing in from of him. "It's right there? Like it's just there, out in the open,"
"You'd be surprised," You make the same gesture as Yeosang, but with your wooden ice cream spoon. "Men are especially dumb with basic human anatomy,"
"Like the ones who tell you to hold your period and that you pee out of your vagina?"
"Exactly!" Your ice cream was done at that point and you set down the empty cup in favor of a beer. "THAT dumb,"
Yeosang nodded in understanding. He then tore open the bag of turtle chips from the front with his teeth, pushing the bag between the two of you. He looked at you expectantly, urging you to vent out more.
"That's why it's so hard to hook up," It took a few seconds of pause to finish the small handful of chips you took from the bag. "Everyone I hook up with really sucks,"
Yeosang gave you a thoughtful but worried look, the furrow between his eyebrows narrowing slightly. "Like how? What did they do to you?" A tinge of concern stained his voice.
"Oh no, nothing like that," You wave in front of you like you're erasing a thought. "Nothing bad happened, they're just really... bad at what they do,"
It didn't surprise you Yeosang reacted protectively, he was just always like that. Always looking out for the people around him, making sure everyone is safe and happy before attending to himself.
"Ah, I see, at least," Relief was obvious in his expression.
"Still sucked though. Every single one of them. Can't even make me cum." You rolled your eyes and downed another handful of chips. Yeosang's eyes widened at what you just said and you could see the gears starting to turn in his head.
"What?? No way, they just leave you hanging like that?"
"Pretty much," You didn't know how to explain it any further so you just shrugged and took a bigger gulp of your beer.
At that point, you felt warmth spread in your cheeks and it wasn't from the alcohol. This wasn't an unusual conversation between the two of you, but something in you felt strange. You were used to talking about sex, yes, but more generally, like anything sex ed (like the science nerds you are) and whether or not either of you were hooking up with or dating someone. This is what caught you off guard. The two of you never spilled details about your personal experiences. This conversation felt more intimate, more personal.
"That's unacceptable,"
"Well, it's happening, and it's not just me... I guess it's a very common experience for women to just be left alone once their partner finishes, like the man's orgasm should be used as a start and end point for sex,"
"Damn, I didn't know it was that bad and that 'normal'," Yeosang still seemed to be genuinely surprised at all the information you just dumped on him. Bless him.
He's probably a giver.
As quickly as it came, you stamped the thought dead. You tried to wash it down with a sip of beer and continued to talk.
"I can't even do it on my own," You sighed in frustration, almost slamming the can on the table but decided against it because you're the one who has to clean up the mess later on. "I just don't know what I want and it's so, so overwhelming and I don't know what to do," For a moment you wondered why the fuck you chose Yeosang of all people to rant about this to. But the moment you see his gentle eyes, intent on listening, and not passing judgment and blame on you for feeling such things, you understand exactly why. "Why are these damn things so hard to operate anyway," You gestured down at your lap briefly before leaning back again. "Dicks seem to be a no-brainer,"
Yeosang couldn't help but giggle a bit at your dick comment and that helped lighten your mood.
"Well unfortunately they don't come with a manual," He paused for a bit, meeting your eyes and his expression turning serious but soft. "But do they have to? You shouldn't be made to feel like an ass and a burden about needing time and effort to explore what feels good for you, I mean, it's not your fault,"
"Thanks," You flash him a grateful smile. "That's true,"
"You know what, I can help you,"
Not sure if you heard it right, you blinked in confusion for a few seconds before you could answer. It seemed like Yeosang was as surprised as you were at his suggestion, like the words came out of his mouth faster than he could filter them in his brain.
"How, exactly?" Your words came out more like a whisper. The sound of your heartbeat was starting to drown out your senses, and you were not even sure where the night was headed.
"No pressure, of course, I- uhm, if you want to, like, explore with me," His hand was still holding on to the half-empty can and you could see he was shaking a little. "If you say no then I won't push it, let's just… I guess forget this conversation happened,"
"W-well, I do trust you, very much," You were very aware of how the tremble in your voice contradicts how much you want to convey your trust for your best friend. But can you help it? There he was in front of you, insanely attractive, gentle and caring, and yours to have for the night if you give him the go-signal. And even though your heart was beating loudly in your chest, you're comforted by the idea that Yeosang was still your best friend and he'll never hurt you or make you feel unsafe.
"I'll take good care of you," His hand reached for your thigh, just above the knee, a safe place for him to touch.
You bit the inside of your cheek and nodded but you're too nervous to look him in the eye.
'Please tell me," He moved his other hand to cup your cheek and gently turned your face up to look at him.
God. Your insides stirred when you finally got a glimpse of his eyes, dark with desire, burning, but still trying to maintain his composure in front of you. Blood rushed to your brain and your heartbeat rang in your ears and you almost couldn't hear yourself as you said "Yes" but it was loud and clear to Yeosang.
"Can I kiss you?" You answered his question by leaning in and closing the short distance between your lips, with you hovering over him slightly on the floor and your arms holding yourself up on his thighs. He promptly returned the kiss. Bitter and sweet. Warm and intoxicating. You can't possibly get enough of him. His arms looped firmly around your waist, carefully maneuvering you to sit sideways on his lap.
You're instantly putty in his hands. While his left arm supported your lower back so you didn't fall backward, his other didn't waste any time exploring your body. Cupping your jaw, running his fingertips from your neck down to your arm, resting for a bit on your waist before rubbing along your thighs and your ass, all while your lips slotted together perfectly. The kiss was slow and careful at first. He focused on getting you relaxed under his touch first before doing anything more. Heat pooled to your gut with every touch, his slowly hardening length catching your attention and making you even needier.
A soft moan escapes you as his tongue brushes against your bottom lip and you part your lips slightly to let him in. The pace your lips were moving changed the moment your tongues swirled around each other. His hand on your thigh squeezes your ass and thighs a little tighter though not enough to hurt, before slowly making its way up to play with the hem of your shirt. He slips a hand inside, his touch burning, caressing your sensitive skin upwards from the waistline of your shorts and stopping just below the curve of your breasts.
You whine in protest when he pulls away, forehead resting on yours and lips barely an inch away from each other, chests heaving as you catch your breath properly for the first time in what seems like forever.
"Do you want more? Can I touch you more?" Yeosang has his eyes set on yours.
"Yes, Sangie please, I need you," You probably sounded desperate but you didn't care anymore. All you can think about is Yeosang filling up your senses, every single inch of you craving Yeosang. Just Yeosang. And you wonder why you didn't end up doing this sooner.
All thought and reason left you as you felt his palm softly squeeze your breast, fingers grazing over your erect nipple. He smiles against your lips at how you're not wearing a bra. It's not like he hasn't seen you hanging around the house braless, but reaching into your shirt and finding your soft mounds so easily accessible for him made him so giddy.
His kisses could barely swallow your moans. Your grip on his hair tightens as he lets go of your lips, moving wet kisses down your jaw and trailing down to the crook of your neck, eliciting a lewd moan from you.
And somehow you didn't register how Yeosang managed to switch your position so that you were straddling him. Through all the kissing, sucking, playing with your nipples, teeth grazing your neck, your head was swimming, all of your senses consumed by Yeosang. You could feel his now raging erection on your clothed core. It didn't help that he was in sweatpants, and your wetness must be seeping through the multiple layers of fabric considering how worked up you are.
Yet Yeosang seemed to be so calm and collected, like he was focused entirely on your pleasure, only letting out a few moans and breathy groans here and there. That is until you grind into his lap. He sucked in a breath and groaned against your neck, the fingers playing with your nipples pinching a little too hard and making you jolt in his hold. But you were amazed by his resolve to work you slowly. Instead of getting derailed he just pulled you closer, hands gripping firmly on your waist, encouraging you to grind into his cock even more.
"Feeling good?" Yeosang checked in on you, taking in your glassy eyes.
You know Yeosang won't take a nod for an answer so you manage to choke out a faint "Yes".
"You set your pace, okay? Take your time,"
"Yes, okay, fuck it's so good,"
You're a moaning, whimpering mess at this point and neither of you is even out of your clothes yet. He guided you to move your hips more, building up a rhythm that has you gripping at his shoulders and lighting a fire in your lower belly. Fuck. This must be it. The beginnings of a high you've been chasing but have never been able to catch before.
"S-Sangie, I think I'm close,"
"I got you, babe, you can let go,"
You continue grinding feverishly, keening at his touch and the new nickname you earned and the breathy moans Yeosang was letting out, feeling the unfamiliar knot in your core get tighter and tighter and threatening to unravel anytime soon.
"Yeosang, oh my god, I- fuck," All that could come out of your mouth was Yeosang's name and strings of garbled curses and moans. You had no idea that just this could feel so good. Nothing could have prepared you for the moment your climax hit, not expecting it to be so intense of a sensation.
Utterly overwhelmed, you sob into Yeosang's shoulder, clinging tightly to his shirt, legs trembling and walls clenching around nothing.
"You did great babe, so, so good," He rubbed comforting circles on your back. Planting soft kisses on your cheeks, he let you ride out your high and waited until your breathing evened out again.
"Thank you," You lifted your head from his shoulders and gave him a chaste kiss on the lips.
"You okay?"
"Yes, very,"
"Do you want to do more?" He smoothed out your hair away from your face with both hands. "We can stop here if you want,"
You can't help but whine a bit in protest at the thought of being left hot and bothered, fully clothed with your underwear soaking wet. "No, I want you, please,"
"How far?" His hand cupped your cheek once again, making you look at him directly in the eyes. "Do you want me to eat you out or fuck you?"
Your breath hitched at his question. His eyes never left yours even once, awaiting your answer.
"Both, I want all of you."
He smiled at how eager you were. "Greedy. But okay then, you have condoms?"
Fuck.
You totally forgot about that.
"Uhm.. No, because I was actually about to pick some up earlier on the way to my... Uh.. "
"Alright, I get it… Had no idea we'll be doing this on the way here, could have bought a box or two. I mean, I was already in 7-11," Yeosang laughed and kissed you so you wouldn't have to feel so awkward about the situation. You punched him lightly on the shoulder and you're grateful for him breaking the tension.
"I'm on birth control though, you don't have to worry about it,"
"Are you sure? Hey, don't feel pressured just because we already started, we can just-"
"I really am fine with it," You run your fingers through his hair in reassurance. "You're the only one I'll feel safe to do this with, to be honest,"
He took your hand and pressed kisses to your palms and knuckles, then pulled you closer to lock lips again, slower and more passionate this time.
"Let's move to the bed?" Breathless, he tucked your hair behind your ears so he could get a better view of you. As much as you're eager to get up and lead him to your bed, you take a few seconds to admire the sight in front of you. Yeosang is just too beautiful. With the sight of his flushed face and plump, glistening lips, eyes full of pure admiration and lust, you thought you were going to lose your mind.
But your need for Yeosang was greater. You get up clumsily with his hand in yours, legs still a bit weak, and lead him to your loft room. He didn't waste any time to take off your shirt and lay you down on the bed, setting down a towel he picked up from your drying rack in the living room before doing so.
"I'll take this off, okay?" His hands stayed on the waistband of your shorts for a few seconds as he glanced at you for approval.
"Yes, please,"
Your breath picked up in pace as he pulled off your underwear. He settled between your legs, kissing and caressing along your inner thighs. Somehow, even as you're laying there completely exposed, Yeosang still has the power to make you feel so safe and comfortable.
Your Yeosang-admiring trance was broken right away when he slid a finger along your folds, gathering your juices.
"Fuck, you're dripping," He's obviously restraining himself from devouring you right then and there. His focus is on your pleasure, after all. With expert hands, he rubbed slow circles on your clit using his thumb, relishing in your little whimpers. "Good, babe?"
"So good," You're still sensitive from your last climax but your insides are already burning at his touch. "I need more, I want your mouth on me,"
He obliged happily. His tongue licked up from your hole to your clit, lapping up your juices, before settling to flick against your sensitive nub.
"Oh- oh fuck," Yeosang hissed a little as you pulled on his hair. He has one arm anchored to your leg and another restraining your hip, fighting hard to keep you steady. More and more you could feel the heat pool to your core once again. You need more of Yeosang. You tried to pry his hand off your hip hoping he'll get the message.
"You want my fingers, babe?" Thankfully he did.
"Oh my god, yes, please please,"
He carefully slid his forefinger, pumping it a few times before adding another, admiring as your hole squelched with wetness.
You were already trembling at this point. His hands are so big compared to yours, and his fingers could reach places your own couldn't touch. You cried out as he curled his fingertips, brushing against your sensitive spot that has you curling your toes and arching your back in pleasure.
You know you're someone who just takes quite a long time to orgasm but being with Yeosang doesn't ever make you feel like your pleasure is a burden to him at all. It's so easy for you to fall apart in his hands, willing to let yourself be vulnerable and at his mercy.
The tension in you is growing. It's easy to let go under Yeosang's touch, and the combination of his fingers and his tongue is making your mind go blank. He could tell you're close again by how much you're squirming and moaning.
"Cum for me babe, you can do it," His lips are covered in your wetness and it's pushing you closer to the edge, even more so when they came back to your clit in a sucking motion.
"Right t-there, oh- fuck, oh my god, Yeosang! Don't stop please," Your hands didn't know where to grip anymore. Yeosang didn't stop, as you begged.
And then it came, finally snapping, your sweet release spreading all over your nether regions, lewd moans filling the room. Yeosang helped you ride out your high, pulling his mouth off your clit to not hurt you from overstimulation but keeping his fingers inside you until your walls stopped squeezing around him.
"Doing alright?" He kissed your hand and moved to hover above you.
"Yes, fuck, you're so good," Your head still spinning and drunk in pleasure, you pulled Yeosang into a kiss, tasting yourself on his lips. He kissed you feverishly, even hungrier than before, holding your body so close like no contact would ever be close enough for him.
Gasping for air, he only pulled away briefly to take off his shirt. You must look so fucked out.
"Damn," You certainly didn't intend to say it out loud. Your eyes widened at the realization that Yeosang heard you ogling his chiseled figure but he just laughed.
"You've seen me shirtless before, c'mon,"
"Not while you're on top of me with your boner poking my belly," You reach out to run your fingers along the lines of his abs. Can't help it when he looks like he's sculpted by the gods. Your fingers ghost along the waistband of his sweatpants, watching his muscles flex at your touch. "Can I? I wanna touch you,"
Yeosang led your hand to slip inside his pants and underwear, sucking in a breath when your fingers curled around his cock.
Your mouth watered at how your hand could barely wrap around his girth. He's bigger than you expected and slightly curved upward, and you clench around nothing at the thought of him filling you up.
"Fuck, your hands are so warm," He groaned at the warmth and pressure you're giving him. You swirl your thumb over his tip already soaking in pre-cum, and you relish in the low moans he's making. You make a mental note to properly suck him off next time as a thank you, taking note of the touches that get you the best reactions.
You fumbled to slip his sweatpants down his ass to free his erection, and he shuffled awkwardly to completely take it off, not breaking contact with your hand.
He let you give him a few more pumps until he stopped your hand by grabbing you firmly by the wrist.
"No more, I might cum,"
Yeosang leaned in to kiss you again, leaving kisses and little bites on your neck, and down your chest until he was sucking fervently on your nipples.
"I need you in me now, please," You whimper desperately as his length rubs against your bud, getting you even more wet and ready.
"You know, it's a first for me too,"
"Like how?"
"First time fucking raw," He laughed nervously as he watched the tip of his cock swirl around your entrance. "Hope I last,"
"You don't have to worry about that, I'm sure you'll be great," You press a brief but reassuring kiss to his lips. "And there's always a round 2,"
Yeosang chuckled. You sure knew how to relieve his pressure, just like he was able to free you from yours.
"I'm going in now, ok?"
You brace yourself on his shoulders as he slowly slides inside you. He was taking you oh so slowly, his moans louder than before upon feeling your wet yet grippy walls, and you could feel him inch by inch until his tip hits your cervix.
"Fuck, you're so big," It felt like your first time again as you reveled at how full you were, whimpering at the stretch. He stayed still for a moment, letting you adjust to his size.
"Can I go in fully now?" Yeosang looked focused but the shaking of his hands from where he's gripping your thighs betrayed his neediness.
"The fuck do you mean you're not fully in yet?" You gulped hard at the realization.
"Yeah, it's.." He rubbed soothing circles on your thigh. "It's quite big, I guess," Red crept up from his ears to his cheeks. Yeosang was one to be humble about his looks despite looking the way he does, so you figured he doesn't really brag about his huge dick either.
"I trust you, I know you won't hurt me," Your chest was pounding but this was Yeosang you were dealing with so your heart was still at ease. Even with a look of concern on his face, he took your word for it and pulled out slowly. He worked at a gentle yet steady pace, inserting more and more of his length at every thrust until he's up to the hilt and you were both panting and whimpering at each other's shoulders.
"You can move now," You broke the silence after staying like that for about a minute. He obliged, fucking you more passionately than earlier, but still careful enough not to hurt. It was so, so good, the way the dull pain in your core slowly gave way to pleasure like you've never had before. He pressed his lips into yours to feel your bodies closer together and dampen your moans, but the pleasure was too much to contain.
"Please go harder, I can take it," You whimper against his lips. "You don't have to hold back,"
"Sure?" Yeosang looked like he was still trying to restrain himself from fucking you into the mattress.
You gripped his shoulders so tightly your nails left marks. "Yes, please, please I want all you can give me, please," You didn't care anymore how needy and desperate you seemed begging for his cock, but at that moment it was all that mattered, you wanted all of Yeosang and you're sure he wants to take all of you too.
That was all Yeosang needed to let loose. His hips snapped against yours instantly, and that first thrust got you screaming and gasping for air.
"Fuuuck!" His pace was relentless. His cock was so perfect for you, hitting all the right spots with every thrust. Pretty sure your next-door neighbors will hate you after this but you didn't care. The room filled with grunts and whimpers and moans and the wet slapping of skin on skin, and soon enough you were so overwhelmed by the sensations that you didn't realize you were crying into Yeosang's shoulder.
He took notice of this immediately,
"Oh god, babe, you ok?" His hips stilled for a moment, dick still buried inside you.
"I'm ok, no, don't stop, please, I'm just so, so-" You were struggling to form coherent sentences, head drowning in pleasure with almost no space for anything else that isn’t Yeosang. "Just so good,"
"Ssh, I got you, I'll take care of you, ok?" Yeosang leaned down to kiss you again, a little longer this time, both to comfort you and to rest for a bit so he wouldn't blow his load right away.
When he felt ready again he positioned a pillow under your hips, entering you at a new angle that has you seeing stars. You didn't think he could go even deeper. The position had both of you in a trance, your eyes rolling back and mouth just hanging open and breathing heavily, no more capable of making any other sound.
Through gritted teeth and low growls, Yeosang continued to thrust into you, determined to give you the final climax you deserved, all while chasing his own.
Then there it was, that delicious tension in your core again, the knot tightening and tightening more than the first two times you had earlier.
Yeosang could tell you were close by the tightening of your walls. He continued to hit the same spot that got you screaming his name will all he's got, the ache in his shoulders and back from your nails scratching him spurring him on to work harder.
"Fuck, oh god, Yeosang! I'm so close," His strong arms struggled to hold down your hips from bucking into his so his thrusts could remain at the right angle and not break the climax you're building up.
"Same, fuck," Just as his thrusts were starting to get more and more erratic and out of rhythm signaling that he was close, your orgasm tore through you like wildfire. You were also not expecting to feel the buzz throughout your whole body, leaving you a limp and whimpering mess underneath Yeosang.
The pleasure of you clenching around him got Yeosang loudly moaning curses, the contrast of his angelic face and dirty mouth such a delight to watch. You somehow gathered enough strength to lock your legs around him so he can't pull out. With your last remaining brainpower, you whimpered into his ear.
"Fill me up,"
Those were the magic words that made Yeosang finally burst. Your pussy was in a bit of pain from being overstimulated but it was so good feeling his cock twitch and pulse inside you and spurt hot cum inside your walls. He rode out his release, feeling your insides milk him dry, even more curses spilling from his lips as he felt you squirt all over him.
Well, fuck.
All these years and you had no idea sex could feel this good. What if no one else can step up to the standard Yeosang set?
What if the only one you want now is Yeosang?
You shake the thoughts out of your head. Right now, all that matters is the man lying on top of you, pressing loving kisses all over your face and whispering sweet praises in your ear. You didn't want to let go.
Seems like he didn't, either. You feel his cock softening inside you, the mixture of your juices starting to feel sticky on your skin. You decide to revel in the moment a little longer as you guide his lips to yours into a languid kiss one more time.
It was like time had stopped and nothing outside of the room ever mattered. You know you have to get cleaned up soon, and face the fact that your relationship dynamic will now be forever altered after tonight. Yet both of you savored the moment just a bit more.
Until you no longer can't.
Hesitantly, Yeosang pulled away first, brushing the sweaty hair out of your forehead and planting a kiss on it.
"Let's go shower?" You nod weakly, unable to form any more words. He reached for a tissue by your nightstand before pulling out his already soft length out of you, cleaning your combined releases gently so as not to hurt your still sensitive core. Wordlessly, you cling to him as he carries you down to the bathroom, knowing your legs must be too weak to walk down the stairs.
Fuck, the more careful he is with you, the more you feel like breaking in his touch.
Yeosang ran the shower for you, only inviting you in once he had made sure the water was just the right temperature. You let him massage your sore muscles under the warm water, doing the same for him.
You were exhausted. Not just physically, but also because of all the feelings the night's events have opened up.
Deciding to save all the worrying for the next morning, you just closed your eyes and wrapped your arms around Yeosang's waist and rest your head on his chest as he lathered your hair. You relished in this peaceful moment, not knowing when will be the next one or whether there will be another one at all.
"You alright?" He asked as he wrapped a big fluffy towel around you, drying your hair off with another one. Of course, Yeosang won't miss it if you start looking even a tiny bit not okay. But you don't know how to explain it this time.
"Just tired, and sleepy," While that was true, there was much more than that bothering you.
"I'll get you to bed in a bit, ok?" He flashed you a small smile and kissed your hands, then turned on the hair dryer for both of you. God, you already knew how lovable and caring Yeosang is, he's your best friend after all, but seeing him take such good care of you while you're in a vulnerable state really made your heart melt.
Good thing youre legs have steadied or you would have died from embarrassment if Yeosang had to carry you on the stairs again. He slipped on the same shirt and boxers he was wearing earlier and let you change into your pajamas while he changed the bed sheets as quickly as he could. The towel earlier was definitely not enough for that purpose.
"Please don't go," Your voice sounded so small as he tucked you into bed. A look of confusion crossed Yeosang's face. He climbed into the bed and sat facing you.
"I'm not going anywhere," He took your hand and brushed his fingertips over your knuckles. "Are you that used to being left alone after a night like this?"
"More times than I'd like," You shrugged.
"When I said earlier I'll take care of you, I meant it in every way," Yeosang took your hand and pressed it to his lips. "Not just in bed."
Stunned, it's now your turn to stare blankly.
"I want to take care of you. I want you. I mean it."
This confession took you by surprise. Yeosang has always been more of an actions guy than a words guy, but he didn't hesitate to make his feelings known so fast and so clearly.
"God, Yeosang, you're killing me," Really, you didn't know how to react. You hid under the covers and laughed at your overthinking ass, cursing yourself at how you could ever think Yeosang would treat you like a disposable toy. He has always been taking great care of you, and tonight was just another way to show it.
"Well, you don’t have to give me an answer right now, I know you're sleepy and tired and it's a lot to take in,"
"Let's talk in the morning," Sleep was starting to take over you. Yeosang crawled into the covers next to you and you snuggled into his chest, inhaling his scent and letting it lull you to sleep.
"Sure babe, good night." You felt a kiss on your forehead and an arm draping around your shoulders to pull you close.
And just as you were about to drift off, you heard it.
"I love you."
Maybe it was a dream, maybe it wasn't. All you know is when you wake up in the morning, you'll still have the dreamiest boy in your arms, and he's very much real and very much yours.
