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[jaketheestallion]

Promiscuous- LHS (M)

Part 4

Pairing: Street Racer!Heeseung X Female Reader

Genre: Angst, Smut (Dom!Heeseung, Fingering Fem!recieving, Heavy make out), Ex Lovers to lovers

Chapter Word Count: 7.2k

Series Synopsis: Dragged to an illegal race with your roommate, you come in contact with an ex from high school. Deciding to give your relationship one more chance you’re met with the challenges of having to deal with not one, but three baby mothers, three children, and multiple run ins with the police every week. Will you stay, or is your relationship doomed to be nothing more than another mistake?

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You sit there quietly, tuning out the constant sorrowful voices of your friends as they shoot you looks of pity. Everything around you seems to move at 0.25 speed while your mind is racing at an uncomfortable 100 mph.

“Are you okay now?” Sunoo cautions as he reaches over to pat your shoulder timidly, clearly desensitized from the severity of the moment.

“Does she look like she's okay, Sunoo? She's clearly not good.” Hana fires back.

“She looks fine to me?” Sunoo replies, gesturing towards you sitting there with a disheveled look on your face and a bottle in each hand.

“We talked about this. You can't do that, it's bad for you.” Beomgyu lectures, reaching for the bottles you now have cuddled into your chest. Grumbling an almost inaudible, “I don't care,” you turn away from him with a swift jerk of your shoulder trying to keep him from taking it away to which he sighs, giving up.

“I hate men,” you groan.

“I'm gonna beat his ass” Hana sneers. Just as she was about to take another large gulp from her drink it was snatched from her hand. A very concerned Yeonjun stands behind her, dangling the stolen bottle above her head before also grabbing the bright red cup from your hand. “That's enough for tonight, okay?”

“Take it, I don't need any more,” she fakes a pout and places the other bottle between the two of you into her boyfriend’s outstretched hand.

“Speak for yourself.” You sink back into your chair, upset and cold from the winter air, and now bottleless (the worst of the three). Head dizzy from all the events of the night, you rest your head on the back of your seat and try to drift off in hopes that you could leave soon.

Silence overtakes the seating area for a few moments. Everyone is more concerned with not disrupting the delicate state you're currently in. Even Beomgyu, who you are sure has many comments regarding Heeseung. He was currently holding his tongue for your sake. He instead thought it would be more beneficial to just hold your hand while you stare at the night sky.

For a moment you almost fell asleep. It was quiet as the racers were far from making their rounds and finishing the race. Even the spectators seem to have taken notice of the rather calm environment. The typical rowdy crowd sat idle as they waited for the cars to pull back in. It felt nice at that moment. The eye of the hurricane. Right before the storm.

Your head shoots up from the back of your chair as the cars round the corner. As the familiar vehicles come into view you try your hardest not to look at the racers that you almost miss, a very shaken up Sofia as she makes her way towards you with a look of confusion on her perfectly made-up face.

“You’re still here?” She questions, smoothing her wrinkled skirt down. You pay no mind to her, unlike Hana who angrily jerks her head in her direction causing the young woman to flinch. Noticing your roommate’s sudden movements, Beomgyu steps in, becoming the voice of reason, mumbling a quick, “Not right now please.”

Ignoring him, Sofia directs her attention at you once more. “I feel sorry for you Y/N. I know Heeseung's not what you expected him to be. It's almost as if he's changed in the past -what? Five years?”

“Oh fuck off,” you hiss.

Your eyes widen at your sudden outburst as do everyone’s around you. You know that if you hadn't drunk so much you would have bit your tongue and let Hana go for her. It feels good to stand up for yourself. You know that under different circumstances Hana would hype you up. She would be telling you how proud she is of you. However, that temporary happiness was not enough to overpower the ache in your chest or the pounding of your head.

Sofia clicks her tongue, annoyed with your presence. It's evident she expected you would be gone by now. “I'm gonna ignore that outburst because I know you're drunk. I'm just surprised you're still here. If I were you I would have started running for the hills right about now. Honest to God.”

“Yeah, but instead of ‘running for the hills’ you opened your legs for your best friend’s boyfriend huh?” Hana taunts.

Her comments catch you all off guard. You gasp for air as Beomgyu choked on his water and Sunoo sat in shock with his hand clutched over his chest. You watched as Sofia stood there unphased by your best friend’s unneeded comments. Her unbothered state both worries and scares you. Had you been in her position you probably would have been bawling your eyes out, “Hana please stop. This is unnecessa-.”

“I'm not surprised you haven't run for the hills. Seeing how you are, you probably ran that girl Aurora out of town.” Hana scoffs. For the first time since you had met Sofia, she looks as if she was a stricken puppy at the mention of her ex-best friend. Her expression quickly changes to that of a hostile glare in a matter of seconds.

Noticing the change in the atmosphere and Sofia’s mood you grab your roommate’s hand and encourage her to back down. “Hana stop. Please.”

Hana was once again in a headspace where she knew how to do nothing but throw insults at Sofia, something she had become accustomed to doing when she met her a while back. However, this time she isn't spewing negative comments to combat her incessant annoying behavior. Hana was speaking out of pure hatred.

“I am not responsible for anything Aurora does, she's a grown woman,” Sofia snaps. “And still, I don't know why she's so torn up,” she retorts, gesturing towards you. “This has nothing to do with her in the first place. If you don’t like the situation then just do us all a favor and leave. It's hard enough as is. So what if he has kids?”

You sigh. The kids were never the issue, and for her to assume they are a problem in your eyes is just insulting. “It's not tha-,” Before you get the chance to defend yourself here comes Superwoman to take the words out of your mouth and express your sentiments for you.

“Please. You think she's upset that he has kids? She doesn't give a damn if he has kids, It's the fact that he kept that shit a secret.” Hana fumes. On the rare occasions that she does get like this, it’s hard to get her to back down. “If Heeseung was a real man he would have told her by now instead of allowing her to find out from other people when shit gets bad,” she continues.

The problem at hand seems more to be an issue between the two women before you exchanging insults rather than between you and your secretive ex-boyfriend.

The arguing continued, “Like I said, this doesn't even concern her. She's not even with him and she's over there crying and sniffling like a little bitch.”

“Bitch you’re testing my patience.” Hana's hands shake as she restrains herself from pouncing on a smirking Sofia. You spring into action immediately, placing your cold hand on her shoulder. Hana stops once she notices your eye glistening with tears that threaten to fall.

Hana was the stronger one in the friendship, she can take criticism and negative comments well. You, however, would break down in tears if someone so much as calls you out of your name. It takes everything in you to hold yourself together as Sofia continues to do so, but she's not wrong. This isn't your fight. It's never going to be your fight if you don't allow it to be.

“She's right. Let's just go home, okay?”

“Y/N,” her chest rises and falls with rapid breaths as she lowers her voice to speak to you.

“It's not worth all the yelling,” you plead. “Can we please just go!”

Your best friend's eyes widen at your tone. “Are you just gonna let her disrespect you like this?”

Yes, you are. You’d rather be home right now, wishing you had never gone out of your comfort zone and accepted Hana’s offer to meet her boyfriend that first night. “I don't care, this is none of my business and I shouldn't have come here in the first place. It was a mistake and I’m tired.”

“You don't wanna stay and talk to Heeseung?” Beomgyu pipes up and you immediately shake your head ‘no.’

“I don't know if I have the heart to do that right now,” you rub your raw eyes, the weather finally getting to you as you discard Heeseung's jacket that had sat on your shoulders earlier.

“Stop, you're going to freeze your ass off.” Beomgyu pleads and you roll your eyes as he grabs the blanket from his bag and throws it over your shivering frame before continuing, “I think it might be for the best if you talk to Heeseung. You know what happened with Taehyun?”

At the mention of his name you tensed. Taehyun. The man you try so hard to push to the back of your mind and avoid in all conversations. The only person who could take your mood from bad to worse.

Beomgyu flinches as Hana's hand comes in contact with the back of his head. He gives her a quick glare before being subject to her harsh words, “Don't bring him up right now asshat.” Only to be interrupted by a loud crashing noise and a pained scream from across the way.

“What the fuck Jihye!” Sofia screeches as she runs over to where the disruption came from. You all watch as Milly tries to calm down a very frantic Jihye while Kai attempts to remove the hammer from her hand. Heeseung sits just a few feet away on the ground clutching the right side of his face in his hand. Blood gushes from his nose as Sunghoon inspects the wrench thrown at him.

Jay runs past you to the ice chest in the corner and swears to himself once he realizes he has nothing to put the ice inside, before settling for an old grocery bag that was thrown on the ground earlier.

Too much was happening at once for you to process. You have no idea where to focus until the sound of Jihye’s curses echo throughout the night air once again as she yells something along the lines of, “Be glad I didn't throw the goddamn hammer at him.”

Startled, your eyes shoot up and towards a visibly startled Jihye and an injured Heeseung, who was presumably knocked to the ground. Hana grabs your hand subconsciously and leads you closer to the drama, completely mesmerized, as for the first time in a while she isn't one of the ones that are participating in the screaming match.

“Look, I’m sure he was going to tell her, it probably just hadn't come up yet.” Jake raises his hand in defense as he tries reassuring his fuming girlfriend, much to her displeasure.

“You're so full of shit Heeseung,” she paused. “This is exactly why you can't ever keep a woman.”

“Watch it.” Sunghoon scolds as he throws down the towel that was once in his trembling hand as he prepares himself to lecture the young woman about her previous words and her infidelity. It was something he often brought up against her anytime the two would get into an argument about Heeseung.

Jihye drew nearer, laughing sarcastically at his attempt to defend Heeseung. “Hey, Park. Say something intelligent for once before you try to be anyone’s voice of reason.”

“You two! That's enough!” Kai retorts, looking between her boyfriend and best friend as they stare each other down.

“No, I’m sick and tired of you all coddling this grown-ass man every time he does something wrong. He fucked up. He doesn't get to sit around and sulk like he’s not the problem.” Jihye protests, pointing towards the man who had not said one word and letting his friends fight for him. Not once had he attempted to look at you.

The yelling continues for a while as Jihye airs out all of her grievances towards Heeseung. After a while, no one tries to stop her as she goes on about how Heeseung is a grown man and it was his responsibility to tell you.

At the mention of your name, everyone seems to remember that you are still here. The sudden shift of attention startles you. Multiple pairs of sorrowful eyes stare at you, almost as if they were looking at a child who had just fallen off their bike. The kind of look you hate. Looks of pity. Why are they looking at you? Can't they look at something else?

You cowered into Hana’s side. Taking notice of your uncomfortable state, Hana takes Heeseung's jacket from between your arms and tosses it in his direction. “Are you ready to go back to the apartment?” she asks sweetly. You nod, too embarrassed to speak.

“BABY! THROW ME MY CAR KEYS, WE’RE GETTING THE FUCK OUTTA HERE!” Hana yells, taking your hand and dragging you in the direction of the parking lot as Beomgyu follows close behind in an attempt to shield you from watchful eyes.

The brutal night wind and the already harsh temperatures mixed with your best friend’s determined strides towards her car cause you to wrap your arms around yourself. You really wish you had kept that jacket on. It’s times like these when you wish you had listened to your mother’s lectures about dressing for the weather. Nevertheless, you’ve always been hard-headed.

Once you three reach Hana’s busted vehicle, you silently rejoice and throw yourself in the back seat. Needless to say, you’re ready for the night to come to an end. The thought of the warm embrace of your freshly washed sheets cloud your mind with temporary bliss. Then you remember where you are and how you want to be anywhere but here.

“You know… after a few seconds of deliberation I’ve decided I’m gonna become a nun” you blurt out. “I have no luck with men and it’s not my fault. It’s theirs, so therefore they cannot have me. Simple solution.”

Your roommates give each other a look of concern at your ramblings. Under the looks of disquieted, forced smiles they were holding back their laughter at your foolish behavior. Had this conversation been under different circumstances they would have let you know how stupid you’re being.

Your roommates were no strangers to your heartbroken state. They were there when you found out the cute boy from your speech class only flirted with you to get your notes. They consoled you when the barista from your favorite cafe gave you a fake number after you worked up the courage to ask him out. The both of them even skipped their lectures for a day when you ran back to the apartment in tears because you swore you ran into your goddamn ex.

There’s a moment of silence before Beomgyu speaks up with caution. “If that’s what you want, then I’ll become a nun with you.”

Hana rolls her eyes at the young man’s words and attempts to start her car, “Don’t be ridiculous” she starts “You don’t qualif- Shit” Hana mumbles and you and Beomgyu groan already knowing the reason behind her swearing.

“Hana just throw this piece of shit away already” you groan. “The damn car is basically a fossil at this point.”

“Don’t talk to her like that. She’ll hear you and break down for good. Is that what you want Y/N?”

“Yes” you mumble, crossing your arms over your chest.

“No” Beomgyu interrupts, glaring between the two of you. “We just want you to get a better car.”

“Do you have ‘get a better car’ money? No? Didn't think so.”

You and Hana typically don't argue but there are very few things that will spark a disagreement between the two of you. Her car being the main one.

You think it's a safety hazard. Hana thinks you're a hypocrite because you are in her words “a walking safety hazard” for many reasons that you cannot disclose at the moment. However, you should be grateful she drives the three of you places.

“This car literally holds a piece of my soul” Hana mumbles, fidgeting with anything she can to bring life back to her pride and joy. She inevitably gives up and reaches for her phone to call for assistance.

“You’re Voldemort?” Beomgyu gasps and you swat his shoulder. “Don’t say his name! Hana is this car a Horcrux?”

Hana becomes visibly annoyed with you two. You figure that by the way she pulls two tylenols out of her bag. Her sour mood does not last as she notices your mind is off of Heeseung. “I don’t even know what the hell that is. Y’all are some fucking nerds.”

The car fills with laughter that night as you try to explain to your oblivious roommate what a horcrux is. She immediately clocks out of the conversation once you mention that it's a concept from Harry Potter.

She hates Harry Potter and made that clear from the moment you all became roommates. She even went as far as to add ‘No Harry Potter around me’ to your house rules list along with Beomgyu’s ‘No more betting on Ru Paul’s Drag Race’ and Your ‘No reality dating/marriage shows on the weekdays ’ rules.

Almost an hour passes and there's still no sign of Yeonjun. The cars already started to filter out of the parking lot one by one until it's just Hana's car and the cars of the other racers and their girlfriends.

At the moment you can barely see out of the windows due to the weather and your roommate's lack of cleanliness. The few figures outside start to look more and more like smudges. You shiver at the lack of heat in the car, silently wishing you had brought your own jacket.

“How is it possible that it’s even colder in this death box than outside?” you question, craning your neck in an attempt to try and see something outside. There is no way in hell you’re going to roll down that window though. You aren't that damn crazy.

Beomgyu nods his head in agreement. “You might be right Y/N. Hana, breathe so I can get some heat.”

“Bitch I do not have hot breath!” she yells, shaking the car in the process. The two continue to pick and tease at eachother, throwing insult after insult until two familiar figures make their way towards the car.

“Wait… I see something” Hana perks up and manually rolls down her window to reveal her boyfriend with the one person who's presence you didn't need. You throw the thin blanket over your head and lay across the back in a sad attempt at camouflaging yourself in with the interior.

Hana narrows her eyes at the sight before her and Beomgyu puts on a barely threatening scowl as they approach.

“Why’d you bring him here” she questions. Her unamused tone doing a terrible job at masking her annoyance with the man trailing her boyfriend.

Yeonjun throws his hands up in defense before giving his signature shrug “I was followed.”

“Can I talk to Y/N?” Heeseung asks quietly, trying his best to avoid the death glare from Beomgyu.

“She left. Y/N will be in contact with you within the next 5 or so days” Hana replies. Heeseung however, does not buy it for a second as he jerks his head in the direction of to where you are terribly disguised under the blanket at the back of the car.

“That's a dead body,” Beomgyu replies coldly.

“Y/N/N” Heeseung calls out calmly. “Can we please talk?”

His calm voice almost makes you break. Had this been another day, you would have folded easily. You stay silent, refusing to uncover your head an meet his gaze until he mumbles a soft “please.”

You take a deep breath and clear your throat before speaking, barely trusting your own voice not to betray you. “I don't think that's the best idea right now.”

You lower your blanket from over your head and you instantly regret removing it. Your heart breaks all over again at the sight of him. He looks at you with softening eyes as if you would break under any other gaze. This look is familiar to you. A look of pity. A look you despise.

“Y/N, please” he says under his breath. “I need to clear some things up.”

“Fine” you answer begrudgingly.

Wrapping the blanket around your shoulders, you brace yourself for the hell outside of your roommate's slightly less freezing car. You huff as you fail to find the door handle in the dark when Beomgyu slightly tugs on your arm from the front seat. “You don't have to do anything you don’t want to. You know tha-”

“It's okay” you interrupt. “I'm sure of this.”

You flash a reassuring half smile at your roommate before bracing the cold weather and facing the man who started this all. “We can talk, as long as you take me home.”

Despite Heeseung winning his race a few hours prior, the mood is anything but that of which a celebration would entail. Putting aside all the much-needed reassurance from your friends you couldn't help but feel like Heeseung didn't trust you.

Why else would he have hidden such vital information from you? Does he not trust you? Maybe you had misunderstood his advances; he must not have intended on keeping you around for long. To be fair, you didn't have luck with most men you used to associate yourself with in the past.

He keeps his eyes straight ahead on the road, refusing to meet your intense inspection of his face. You stare at him for what feels like hours? The bandage on

his cheek barely covers the newly formed bruise that is sure to worsen over the next few days.

“Heeseung,” you mutter, barely above a whisper. You decide it’s better to get answers than to sit in silence for another car ride. “You said you wanted to talk, so talk please.”

The man before you runs a hand through his hair and sighs. He pauses for a second before responding hesitantly. “I don't know where to start.”

Your eyes narrow at his response. It takes everything in you not to scream. Your patience is running thinner and thinner by the second.

“Why didn't you tell me about your kids? Let's start there first” You shoot back angrily. You wince at your own harsh tone, not having used it in a while.

“I didn't know how you’d react” he pauses, recollecting his thoughts. “I can clearly see that this is affecting you negatively.”

You let out a heavy sigh, leaning back in your seat. “I'm not mad that you have kids, if that’s what you're thinking. I just wish you would have told me when we went out on that date. Hell. I wish I didn't have to find all this out from Sunoo.”

“Would it have changed your mind about me? Honestly?”

“No, it wouldn't have” you retort. “I just feel like this is something I should know. You don’t know how stupid I looked out there, everyone just assumed I knew, Heeseung.”

“I know. I’m really sorry about that. I promise I won't hide anything from you anymore. Okay?”

An uncomfortable silence fills the car as he waits for your answer. You ultimately decide to give him the benefit of the doubt and trust that he won't hide anything else that drastic from you. At least for now.

“Okay,” you breathe out. “But I still have questions that I would like answered” you pause for a moment. “About Aurora.”

Heeseung visibly tenses at your words. He knew he was going to have to talk about her with you eventually, but he preferred it to happen later, rather than right now. “What about her?”

“What are you gonna do now that she's back in town?” you ask calmly, you only continue when you see him unclench his jaw. “Sunoo told me about her. What are you gonna do if she stays? Will you let your son meet h-”

“No” he interrupts abruptly. Heeseung has his hands planted on the steering wheel, his knuckles turning white from the pressure he applies.

"Why not?" you ask him cautiously.

Heeseung doesn't answer, eyes focused on the road before him. Your heart feels as though it's fallen to your stomach. The car drives on silently until the atmosphere is unbearable. “Heeseung?"

"Because, I said so. That's why" he defends. “He's been fine without her. She made her decision when she left him on my doorstep with a fucking note!” His voice booms throughout the vehicle.

The car falls into an awkward silence once more. You can't find your voice. You glance over at Heeseung, not wanting him to feel like he's getting interrogated, but when he avoids your gaze and fidgets with the steering wheel your stomach turns.

“I'm sorry for overstepping. I had no business prying. It’s none of my business” you say suddenly, breaking the silence.

You look away in embarrassment, hiding your eyes from him. "I shouldn't have pried like that,” you mumble. “I’m sorry Hee.”

“Don't be sorry," he sighs. “It's a complicated situation. I just don't want to see her again. Not right now at least.”

You grab his free hand and run your fingers over the backside calmly. You need to learn how to let things go when you don't get a definite answer, something your parents often lectured you about in earlier years. “I understand. I won't ask again.”

“I'm sorry for yelling, but don't feel like you can't ask me about anything." Heeseung takes your hand and places a soft kiss on the back. “I'm gonna have to be more open with you from now on if we're want to make this work”

Taking in everything that's happening you almost miss his sudden implications. Your face heats up ferociously when you come to and realize what he said.

“Meaning?" you ask gently. "You want this to go somewhere?"

Heeseung replies with a lopsided grin and turns to face you, “Do you? You seem unsure” he asks hesitantly.

The world around you tilts in a way that makes you dizzy, but you guess it's a good kind of dizzy. You know you've got to say something, anything, otherwise you won't be able to move past the shock of his words.

You take a deep breath before speaking. “No. I'm sure I want this. If I came across as unsure I can assure you that I am not. I talked about this with my roommates and they think you're an amazing guy and encouraged me to go out with you, not like I had any doubts or anything it's just that I got really nervous and I didn't want to fuck this up because I still really like yo-”

You realize you're rambling when Heeseung chuckles lightly at your sudden frazzled state. You made a bad habit of talking fast whenever you're nervous.

"I still like you too Y/N" Heeseung says . His voice is soft and calm, but the genuine, reassuring smile on his face says he definitely shares your sentiments. "I'm not gonna pressure you to answer me right now, but would you consider giving me another chance?"

You don't quite understand, but you can feel the overwhelming need to say yes. Heeseung gives you another knowing smile as you stare at him incredulously.

“Hell yes."

If someone had told you a month ago that you’d be back together with one of your high school exes Your first reaction would be to hesitantly ask “which one?” Then you’d simply tell them they were insane, but here you are. With Heeseung. Your coats are already discarded on the floor and the rest of your clothes are soon to follow.

“How long do we have before your roommates get back?” He whispers against your lips. Your breath hitches as he carefully backs you into the wall, refusing to break contact for even a second. His icy cold hands move to your waist, gently ghosting under your shirt. A stark contrast to the frantic open-mouthed kisses he starts to trail down your neck.

“About an hour, maybe two if we're lucky.”

His hands trail from under your shirt to the curve of your ass, giving it a light squeeze, causing a small gasp to fall from your lips. Almost instinctively your hands find his hair and grip the black strands tightly. He groans at the contact and you wince, worried you hurt him.

“Sorry. I got too excited” you mumble. He grins at your hurried apology, earning a confused look from you.

“Don't apologize. You can pull harder if you want.” You could feel yourself becoming lightheaded at his comment. Eyes widening at his boldness.

Taking advantage of the moment, he drops down to his knees, his eyes never leaving yours as his hands slide to the top of your pants. You look away, the moment becoming too intense for even you.

He fiddles with your buttons with one hand and grabs your hand with the other. While he waits for you to meet his gaze again he rubs circles on the backside of your hand. His small gestures bring your attention back to him. This time his eyes are softer. Did you frighten him?

“Do you want this Y/N?” he asks softly and you nod.

He shakes his head worriedly. “I need you to use your words baby.”

“Y-yes. I want it.”

At your confirmation, he removes your bottoms in one swift motion and helps you step out of them. As your clothes fall to the floor he runs his hands over your body. Gliding along his hands along your hips, tracing the line of your hip bone up to your thigh.

You let out a short gasp as he pushes your undergarment to the side and slides one finger along your slit. “So wet for me already” he murmurs.

You can feel yourself growing wetter as his finger traces circles on your clit. The sensation this time around is more intense than you expected.

You let out another short gasp. You grab ahold of his shoulders, digging your nails into his shirt as he traced circles on your pussy.

“Good baby?” He questions cockily, this time moving a finger inside of you. It starts off slowly and then speeds up as he moves his finger deeper inside of you.

You can feel yourself quickly starting to fall apart. Your body starts to tremble from the intensity of it all. If not for Heeseung holding you up, you're sure you could slide down the wall at any moment.

“Hee. I-I need you to slow down” you gasp. He bites his bottom lip as he watches you in fascination, proud of the effect he has on you.

He smirks at your confession. “Slower huh?" He continues moving his finger in and out of you, stopping just before you reach your peak. You whine quietly when he removes his fingers from you.

You are about to protest, but stop once he gets up and removes his shirt quickly and makes his way over to you again. Within seconds you are pressed up against the wall again. He lifts you up easily, making it much easier for you to wrap your legs around him.

He kisses you intensely as he presses his clothed bottom half against your exposed skin, making you whine out at the feeling. You kiss him back with no hesitation, his tongue invading your mouth and makes you crave for more.

“Wait” you yelp suddenly, pulling away from your boyfriend's lips. You swear you can hear moving coming from upstairs. For a moment you turn your head to the source of what you assume to be someone else in the apartment. “Did you hear that?”

“I didn't hear anything baby” he breathes out and turns his head to look where your attention is now directed.

“Y/N? Is that you” A familiar voice calls from your room upstairs. Heeseung looks at you questioningly. He recognizes the voice too but he can’t put his finger on it.

Your eyes widen at the realization that it’s your mom. She isn't supposed to arrive for another week.

“Fuck, get up.” Panic sets in at the thought of your mom seeing you in such a compromising position with one of the boys you swore to her you wanted nothing more to do with. You scramble to try and fix yours as well as Heeseung’s disheveled states “Mom? Is that you?”

“I arrived about an hour ago. Didn't you get my texts” she calls out. Her voice approaches as you seriously debate shoving Heeseung in the coat closet next to you.

“Um…I didn't actually check my phone!”

Your mom rounds the corner while glancing down at her phone, unaware of the events that occurred before she reached you. “Well I wasn't sure because you weren't answering and I had to use the key under the mat. That is not a good place to keep i- oh hello.”

“Mom,” you paused. “You remember Heeseung right?”

Heeseung extends his hand to shake your mother’s hand but she pulls him into a hug instead. “Look at you. I haven't seen you in years. You got so tall, how have you been honey? As a matter of fact I saw your mother the other day at the grocery store.” Your mom rambles on, barely allowing Heeseung to get a word in, but instead stands there while smiling awkwardly.

“Mom.”

“Yes, honey bunches,” hums, “oh right. I'll be in your room. It was nice seeing you again Heeseung.”

You watch as she whirls around and makes her way back to your room. For the third time tonight you feel another headache coming. “I'm sorry I didn't know she was coming over tonight.”

“It's okay. I always enjoy seeing familiar faces” he claims in a lighthearted attempt to quell the awkward atmosphere. It kinda works somehow.

“Stop being so pleasant all the time.”

“I can't help it. I'm very likable.” He flashes you a quick smile and your knees go weak. Damn you Heeseung. “I should probably get going.”

You nod in agreement, looking over at the clock in the corner and realizing it's almost 2 in the morning. “Yeah. It is pretty late.” As much as you didn't want him to leave, he probably has to go pick up his kids.

Kids... Plural... That's wild.

“I'll text you tomorrow, okay?”

You nod curtly as he carefully leans down and presses a chaste kiss to your forehead. “Goodnight baby.”

“Drive safe. Text me when you make it home” you call out as you watch him disappear down your hall. You wince at your volume, making a mental note to apologize to any neighbors you may have just waken up at a later hour.

You let out a sigh and slide down the door behind you, replaying the events from earlier tonight. From the thrown wrench to just recently being cock blocked in your own apartment. You sit for a moment before your mother comes to sit beside you, laying her head on your shoulder and sighing. “Sweetheart. You do know that boy has a child right?”

“Yes mom, I am very much aware.”

“Okay, just making sure you know” she smiles, patting your knee twice. “Let's go to bed.”

“You aren't gonna tell me to leave him alone or anything like that” you question timidly.

“Honey, if that was any reason to leave someone you wouldn't be here today.”

She isn't lying. Your mother met your father just a year after your older sister was born. Her mother wasn't too happy about your mother coming into the picture and playing house with her ex and child. Luckily for your mother your sister’s mother was still not as vicious as Sofia is towards you. “You just have to watch out for the mother. That’s where things get tricky. You know your sister’s mother was never my biggest fan.”

“There's three” you proclaim sharply. “There's nothing wrong with that but dang. Three.”

“I don't believe you.”

“Im serious mama, there's three of ‘em. He has three kids and they all have different mothers” you explain, carefully articulating your words.

“And you were just about to give him a fourth before I came downstairs.”

“Mom! Please” you yell, covering your ears. “Can we not talk about that? I beg.” You do not want to have this talk with your mother again. It was traumatizing enough the first time you had to talk about the subject with her. She had educational flash cards and a terribly long video narrated by Howie Mandel.

“I'm sorry, I’m just teasing” she chuckles, motioning for you to continue towards the stairs so she can get to bed. “So he's ‘for the streets’ as Future would say?”

“Mom…” you pause, almost tripping on your way up before continuing up the stairs. “Future’s for the streets himself but that's not the point.”

“I don't know how to help you with this one. Maybe this will be a learning experience to tell your daughter about when she comes home with a man that has 4 kids,” you mother speaks up, walking over to the side of the bed you preferred to sleep on..

Your throat goes dry. Yet another topic you wish to avoid. Kids of your own. “You know that I don't want kids, mom.” The mere thought of yourself being pregnant scares you terribly. Many young adults your age don't want kids right now. But you don't want any. You're terrified. The fear, however, is far from irrational.

“Then why would you go out with a man that has three kids” she questions, tossing your neatly organized throw pillows off of your bed. This would typically make you angry, but you are more focused on the conversation at hand.

“I don't dislike kids, I love them. I'm just scared of what could happen if I had kids.” Tears start to well in your eyes at the thought of you being solely responsible for someone else's life. The thought of your brother you never got to hold. The memories of your mother lying in that hospital bed, barely moving. Something you surely are not ready for.

“Come here” she pats the spot on the bed for you to join her. You reluctantly sit and rest your head in her lap. “You can't live your entire life in fear. What happened was terrible, bu-”

“He would have been 18 by now mom.” Quiet tears rolled down your cheeks at the thought of that night. You and your sister even picked out a name for him just days before he was gone. “You almost didn't leave that room alive. So many bad things happened.”

“I know, honey.” Your mother’s soft hand grazes your cheek as she gently wipes the stray tears from your cold skin. Her actions are typically calming, but you felt hollow as you stared blankly at the grey accent wall before you.

“What if that happened to me” you ask, your voice barely abova a whisper. “I couldn't live with myself.”

“Please don’t worry about that right now, the odds of you having a miscarriage at your age are really low.”

“But it's not impossible” you interject. “I don't want that. I don’t even know if I could handle that.”

“I respect your decision honey, I just don't want you to regret it when you're 60 and wishing you had a kid of your own.

“I guess you're right” you shrug. “For once.”

Clutching her hand over her chest your mom gasps dramatically and you burst out laughing at her reaction. Your mom takes the opportunity to smack your forehead jokingly. You two joke around for a moment before the conversation turns serious once more.“You know I would be miserable without you? You are my first daughter after all.”

“Oh please” you chuckle. “You’d still have another child. Plus you always said I made your life a living hell growing up.” The two of you would often argue over trivial issues like curfew, what clothes you were allowed to wear, and everything else under the sun. You think at one point you made it your life's mission to push every last one of her buttons to see how long it would take until she kicked you out.

“And I stand by that, I love your sister like she's my own, but no matter how many times we argued or fought when you were a teenager I still love you to death. There’s no one I would have rather gone head to head against in an argument about a curfew than you. Because whether you like it or not, you're half me. Now go change, you're not sleeping in your outside clothes.”

You roll your eyes, making your way to your dresser to pull out some pajamas when a realization hits you. “I think I'm too young to be talking about kids right now.”

“You’re never too young Y/N. I mean, just look at Heeseung. He's repopulating the Earth.”

“Mama” you groan, throwing your head in your hands. She's gonna talk about this the whole time she's here.

Your mom throws her hands up in defense,“I’m just saying that you should be careful, he looks like he has a talent for knocking up girls quickly. Just like your father”

You start to gag at the mention of your father’s ‘talent.’ If you had any food in your stomach it would have been discarded seconds ago. “I didn't need to hear that at all. I’m gonna have nightmares now.”

“Sure, just make sure you use protection. I don’t have enough money to throw a baby shower for your expensive ass” she complains. You’d gladly argue that it's not you that's the expensive child any other time, but you just want your mom to stop talking at this point.

“Can we end this conversation here please?”

Jumping onto your bed, you feel around your sheets for your discarded charger until you find it under your pillow. “Anything you want baby mama number four.”

Your mother snickers at her comment, but you become still as a board. “Mom, that's actually terrifying.”

“I'm just joking Y/N. You still have to tell your dad about Heeseung though..”

“Shit. I forgot about him. Sorry for cursing.” Your father is not going to take this well. He doesn't necessarily dislike Heeseung, but if he knew what your mom knows he's gonna do everything in his power to lead you away from him.

“Sometimes I forget that you're an adult. You make me feel so old sometimes.”

“Mom,” you sigh, “you're 44.”

“Please don't remind me. I can feel my back giving out and my knees locking as we speak.”

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Promiscuous- LHS (M)

Part 3

Pairing: Street Racer!Heeseung X Female Reader

Genre: Angst, Smut (Dom!Heeseung, Car Sex, Oral male!recieving, Unprotected Sex), Ex Lovers to lovers

Chapter Word Count: 9.0k

Synopsis: Dragged to an illegal race with your roommate, you come in contact with an ex from high school. Deciding to give your relationship one more chance you’re met with the challenges of having to deal with not one, but three baby mothers, three children, and multiple run ins with the police every week. Will you stay, or is your relationship doomed to be nothing more than another mistake?

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“I hate that bitch.” Hana groaned as she tapped away at her cracked device in an attempt to get her broken phone to turn on. It was no use at that point, there was no way she could have revived her phone.

“That doesn't mean you can go all Hulk on her in a public setting, right Yeonjun?”

You didn't even have to wonder why Hana had behaved the way she did earlier. You should have been back in the bar enjoying drinks with your new friends, but Hana showed everyone that she could not be left alone without proper supervision in public.

You see, Hana was a firecracker with an active flame always lit near it that inched closer to the fuse every time someone or something pissed her off. Unfortunately, that night it was Sofia. You were not able to properly monitor her, so the first thing you saw when you exited the restroom was a very angry Hana clutching a broken phone in her hand as she lunged across a table and onto Sofia who you assumed had 'accidentally’ broken her phone.

She continuously ripped away at Sofia’s extensions while the young woman screamed out in pain. It took two people and a miracle to finally pry Hana off of her. You barely had time to say goodbye to Heeseung before you and Yeonjun had to physically drag her out of the bar and into the parking lot where you two were seated in the back of her car.

“Did you win at least?” Yeonjun questioned and you groaned at his response.

“Hell yeah I won” Hana exclaimed, jumped slightly to reach her boyfriend’s raised hand.

“That's my girl.”

“You two are unbelievable, did you know that” you breathed out and threw your head back onto the headrest before instantly jerking yourself up at the sound of a loud crack right before the headrest went tumbling down. You’d think as a mechanic’s girlfriend Hana would have kept her car in a better condition.

Turning to meet your gaze, Hana stared at you in disbelief for a moment before speaking “What about you huh?”

“What about me Hana?” you exhaled, as you felt the incoming headache that was long overdue. You had contemplated downing a couple of tylenol once you got back to the apartment.

“Why were you in that bathroom with Heeseung for so long?” Hana pestered. She continued to poke at your side, waiting for your answer. Had she not been one of your best friends you would have kicked her. You contemplated doing it for a moment but ultimately decided against it because you didn't want to end up like Sofia.

You shrugged, not giving in to her excessive attempt to get you to talk. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“So you want to play dumb huh?” she questioned, picking at her nails, a nasty habit she had picked up since she had stopped smoking a couple of months ago. You looked down in humiliation as the atmosphere around you suddenly got warmer at the thought of Heeseung.

“Um..I’d rather not say right now,” you mumbled, your voice almost inaudible as you gestured towards Yeonjun in the front seat, who you did not feel comfortable enough to share personal information with yet.

“He doesn’t care, he probably won’t remember what you say by tomorrow.” She chuckled at you and wrapped an arm around your shoulder in a playful manner.

“I can plug my ears if you want,” Yeonjun suggested. You couldn’t help but slightly cringe at the young man’s comment as you pondered on how the situation would have ended. “I want to make it home alive if that's okay with you Yeonjun,” you fired back, as you wished that he would have kept both of his hands on the wheel.

“Just whisper it to me” she pleaded.

Having given in to her antics you leaned over and whispered to your roommate the events that had occurred earlier in the night, making sure not to leave out any details. You watched as she squealed and flailed her arms in excitement before engulfing you in a bone crushing hug.

“Oh my God! Can I tell Beomgyu?”

“Please don’t,” you begged, “he’s never gonna shut up about it.” Knowing your other roommate you knew he would judge you, just as he did every other day of the year. He was quite snobby for someone who spent their days wallowing in self pity. “I’m gonna tell him anyway, you know that already.” Hana proclaimed, as she reached over and nudged your shoulder.

“I’d prefer it if you didn't,” you sighed. Lifting your head up you were met with the sight of Hana waiving a track of long black hair in front of your face. You hoped it hadn't come from where you thought it did.

“Please tell me that isn't Sofia’s.”

However, your suspicions were confirmed when Hana broke out into an almost cynical toothy grin. “Well it obviously aint mine, that's for damn sure.”

“What am I gonna do with you?”

“You are so lucky I love you. You know that right?” Hana reminded you for the fifth time that night.

You sighed, as you kicked off your shoes, thankful that you were able to give your feet some much needed relief after a long night. “I know, you remind me everyday.” you mumbled.

Bending down to pick up Hana’s jacket she had unsuccessfully tried to throw on the coat rack you took off your jacket, only to realize you were still wearing Heeseung’s. Hana still hadn’t noticed as she was still high off of adrenaline, only focusing on the conversation at hand. “Having that bitch in my car was the absolute worst part of my week.”

“It was that bad?” You asked, voice barely above a whisper, not wanting to wake Beomgyu up. It was still pretty late, so you just assumed he was sleeping as any responsible adult would have been at that time. She blew out a harsh breath before responding, “I would have rather spent the night with Beomgyu, yes it was bad.”

“I heard my name,” a voice queried from the living room, lo and behold there he was, your other roommate laying down on the sofa, staring mindlessly at the ceiling, and surrounded by various snacks. Your snacks. The T.V. was on, but no sound came out as ‘The Nightmare before Christmas’ played on the screen.

“Good, because we were talking about you.” Hana shot back, plopping down on the sofa next to Beomgyu who had sat up at the sound of his name. “When are you not?” The young man fired back, “Anyways, how was the race?”

Snatching your jumbo bag of pink Starburst out of his hand, you threw yourself over your roommates, who had taken up all the space on the two-seater, before you let out an overdramatic huff. “Chaotic, but enticing. You should come next time.”

“Hard pass.” Beomgyu protested, “You two were gone for a long time and I’m not willing to be out that late.”

“We went out for drinks with some friends afterwards,” you perked up. Beomgyu rolled his eyes, it had gotten increasingly harder for him to decline Hana’s invitation, now that she had strung you along as well. “And nobody died? I find that hard to believe.”

“Well... Hana pulled out this girl's extensions after she broke her phone.” you proclaimed and stuffed your mouth with the strawberry flavored candy. Beomgyu was not shocked as this had happened many times before, however, he wasn't ready for Hana to snitch on you. Hana cleared her throat before glaring at you. “She got fingered by a dude in an old bathroom.”

Clutching his throat Beomgyu let out sporadic coughs as he started choking on the soda he was drinking. It took about five seconds for him to catch his breath. The way he stared at you was as if you had just committed murder in front of him. If anyone would have walked in on your conversation at that exact moment they would have been met with great confusion. “I beg your pardon?”

Raising your hands to your chest in defense, you tried to make sense of the situation.“He’s an ex. We dated in high school for a while.” you stammered out. Beomgyu continued to stare at you, trying to understand how so much had happened within the span of a few hours. “I wasn't aware that I lived in a whore house,” he paused, “Is he at least hot?”

“Very” you nodded. ‘Hot’ was probably an understatement. Beomgyu raised an eyebrow in confusion, unsure of how attractive Heeseung actually was. “On a scale from the cute dude at the cafe down the street to the dude across the hall?”

“He’s hotter than the dude across the hall. Like 10 times hotter,” you responded, not needing another moment to think of an answer. Your roommate rolled his eyes in disbelief, “That's literally impossible.”

Hana leaned over, showing him his picture on her phone she had taken of everyone a few weeks back for Yeonjun’s scrapbook he had been making. “He's the third one from the right on the second row. The one with the pretty teeth” she replied, handing her phone off to Beomgyu.

“Holy shit. You said he's your ex right?” Beomgyu questioned, eyes widening at the sight of Heeseung, to which you nodded.

“You're a dumbass.” Your eyes widened as he continued to throw insults at you. “In my defens-” you tried to reason with him, only to be interrupted by him. “Save your excuses because I do not want to hear them. You fumbled bad.”

“You should have been there,” you interjected and grabbed one of the decorative bowls full of marbles that Hana kept on the table and mindlessly played with the pieces before having it snatched out of your hands by the devil herself.

He sighed and threw his head back ever so dramatically, “I had prior commitments and you know that.”

“Leave the neighbor alone please,” you pleaded. You were getting tired of the young girl asking you to relay a message to him everytime he ghosted her, something that happened quite frequently these days. Beomgyu scoffed, paying no mind to your words as he brushed you off.

“Did you clean up your mess this time? Or will we be expecting a new addition to the apartment very soon?” Hana teased. With Beomgyu's situation it seemed more like a possibility now than ever. You and Hana actually had a small jar in your closet labeled 'Beomgyu's Accidental Baby Support Fund’ that you both contributed a few dollars a month to. You know? Just in case.

It seemed as if every month you and Hana were contributing more and more money to the fund. Beomgyu found the jar one time as he was digging through your closet, looking for your secret stash of oreos. Needless to say, he was not humored.

“That only happened twice Hana” Beomgyu whined, “Once with the neighbor and once w-”

“I don't want to hear about your sexcapades Beomgyu. This is my last offer. Come to the race with us next week.”

“That sounds more like a demand,” he spoke as he grabbed the remote to turn off the T.V. As if on cue you and Hana leaned in closer and stared him down, using your last line of persuasion, puppy dog eyes and pouts. “Oh my god, stop, that's disgusting. If I say yes will you two let me sleep?” he whined, trying to nudge the two of you away from him.

“Yes,” you and Hana answered in sync. It was almost terrifying how nonchalantly you two managed to perform similar actions and speak at the same time. Beomgyu rolled his eyes once more that night before reluctantly agreeing. “Okay then yes.”

With that you and Hana started making it up the stairs until you stopped midway. A burning question lingered on your mind, you ignored the dissatisfied groan that Hana let out and returned your gaze to Beomgyu once again. “Wait, why are you sleeping on the couch?”

“My sheets got ruined and I didn't want to walk across the building to wash them.” You stood there, shocked, but not completely shocked at the same time. Hana raised her hand, flicking your forehead before she gestured for you to get the hell out of her way. “I'm looking for new roommates tomorrow,” she mumbled, and left you to nurse your bruised forehead on the stairwell.

Once the next night rolled around you had already had three pep talks from Beomgyu, two Ibuprofens, and one very encouraging reminder of the imminent dangers of STDs from Hana. With all the support from your roommates you were still very nervous for your date with Heeseung. Having gone through almost ten different outfits, you continuously wondered if you were overdressed.

The restaurant was space themed. The scenery made it look like it was straight from the movie Zenon, a film you adored much as a child. The servers were dressed like astronauts and rode around on roller skates, a concept you had not seen before in any other eatery. “I haven’t been anywhere like this before. This place is really cool.”

“It's not much. I wanted to take you somewhere nicer but I didn't think you would really like a quiet dinner.” Heeseung spoke as he flipped through the oversized menu that almost completely covered his face.

“Good observation,” you replied. “Everything looks good. I don't know what to get.”

“Should I just order for you again then?” He teased.

“No,” you answered, “the last time you ordered something on my behalf it spilled all over me and I'm not willing to risk that again. Also this is Hana’s dress and she'd murder me for getting it dirty.”

The night went on well, despite the restaurant being so busy that your orders had been taken almost an hour ago, you and Heeseung were able to pass the time by talking about anything you could think of, as well as shamelessly flirting at times. Both of you were so engrossed in the conversation that the two of you almost didn’t notice Heeseung’s phone buzz on the table.

“What's up Pumpkin?”

The mumbling on the other side seemed almost childlike as whoever was on the phone with Heeseung was practically screaming through the phone. This, however, did not seem to phase him as he continued to listen attentively to whoever was talking. You tried not to be rude and listen in on his conversation but it became increasingly harder as you heard him mumble something along the lines of ‘daddy’s busy right now.’

“Give me one minute okay?” he grumbled, and excused himself from the table, obviously annoyed with the interruption. Before you could acknowledge his words he had made his way towards the back exit. You craned your neck to make sure he was gone before grabbing your phone from the table and dialing the only person you could have in that moment. Thankfully they had picked up after two rings.

“What's up?” Hana answered. The sounds of the T.V playing in the background mixed with the excessive whales of the microwave she kept in her room let you know she was watching.

“Heeseung has a child,” you blurted out, as you somehow managed to capture the attention of the elderly couple next to you.

“HE HAS A WHAT?”

You sighed and slid down further into the booth. “I’m not sure if I heard him correctly but he got a phone call and he called the person on the other end Pumpkin and then said “Daddy’s busy right now” so I'm sure he has a kid.”

“Fuck. What if he's a sugar baby or a sugar daddy? Or MAYBE he's a pimp and he's trying to recruit you to be one of his hoes because you know dudes like that whole fake innocence thing you've got going on.”

You rolled your eyes at your roommates' excessive rambling while she continued to throw out baseless conspiracies about Heeseung’s life. “Heeseung doesn't really look like a gigolo Hana.”

“That's tru- oh my god I just thought of something.”

“Oh?”

“What if Sofia is his baby mama and that's why she's so attached to him. That would be priceless.”

“Holy shit, does that make me a homewrecker? Hana what am I gonna do?” You panicked, the reactions of the old couple next to you turned from that of pure shock, and into sorrow for the young naïve girl next to them.

“Hold on girl, I'm coming to pick you up.”

“What are you gonna say when you get here huh? I can't just up and leave without a reason.”

Hana groaned in frustration. “Fuck. I don't know. I'll say Beomgyu got hit by a car.”

“You can't say that!” you whispered, trying not to draw any more attention to your conversation.

“I’ll think of something okay? I'm on my way.”

“Wait.”

“Oh. My. God. What?”

“Would it be rude to leave? Like. I really like him. If I leave right now because I think he has kids will that make me seem shallow?”

“Would it make you shallow to not want to have a child when you can't even take care of yourself?”

Silence fell over the two of you as you aimlessly played with the napkin dispenser on your table. She was right, but you were too scared to admit it. The sound of keys jingling on the other line brought you back to your senses and as you were about to respond, Hana had beat you to it. “You're killing me. I'm getting in my car right now, you have five seconds to tell me what you want to do.”

“I don't kno- Wait. Abort. Abort. He's coming back” you warned.

“Beautiful choice of words,” Hana joked. “I'm still coming though. I'm gonna sit in the parking lot in case you want to back out.”

“I love you dude.” You sighed in relief, unsure of whether you would need her or not. You made a mental note to repay her in the near future.

“You better.” she sighed, before she finally hung up.

As soon as your food arrived you two were good as gone from the table and on your way to his car. Your waitress had explained that the restaurant would be closing early due to warnings of potentially dangerous weather nearing.

Needless to say you were both displeased with your date being cut short, but Heeseung reassured you that there was no need to worry as he had planned to take you to see the stars from the highest point of the city. You just hoped he didn't see your two roommates trailing him in Hana's old run-down, vibrant red vehicle.

“I have a question,” Heeseung mused.

“Yeah?”

“Are you aware that your roommates have been following us for the past 20 minutes in Hana’s prehistoric car?”

Did you mention that it squeaks? Because it squeaks. You could probably even go as far as to say it quacks slightly.

“Yes… I can hear it. It's a thing we do for safety, it's nothing against you. Really, but I told them I didn't need them to come,” you reassured. You didn't want him to think that you had called your roommate in a panicked manner back at the restaurant.

“It's okay, you can tell them I'm not going to kidnap you.”

“They're not gonna stop following us. Trust me.” you sighed, rubbing the back of your neck.

“Well then, let's give them a show.” You watched as Heeseung pulled over to the side of the abandoned road that had only been used for their races. “Get in the back seat.”

“Huh?”

You could barely register what was going on before Heeseung reached over and unbuckled your seatbelt, as he ushered you to climb over the elbow rest. “Ladies first.”

It was hard to maneuver through the cramped space. You wondered how the people in the movies did it so effortlessly because you were one wrong move away from hitting your head.

You mentally scolded yourself for wearing heels as your pump got stuck in the air vent, an action that caused you to almost fall face first into the back seat if it wasn't for Heeseung's quick reflexes. “Take the slippers off Cinderella,'' he chuckled, his deep laugh sent a chill up your spine. “I promise I’ll return them if you lose one.”

Your attempt at keeping your balance had failed as you reached back to remove your shoes, only to be met with a face full of seat. Heeseung thought it was cute how clumsy you were, but you remained mortified as you tried to get your life together. It could have been worse. You could have fallen into the takeout boxes.

“I didn't think you would fall for me so soon.”

“Stop, this is embarrassing,” you whined, as you covered your face in an attempt to shield yourself from the embarrassment.

“Sorry, let me fix that.” Your air felt limited, hot even. It only seemed to get hotter as Heeseung effortlessly pulled you into his lap. He wasn't rough, but he definitely used enough force for your breathing to hitch slightly. It wasn't everyday that you got the chance to say that you straddled an attractive man in the back of an expensive ass car while he ran his hands over your backside.

His face was just centimeters away from yours, taking a moment to take in the sight of a very flustered young woman in front of him before he collided his lips with yours.

Heeseung had been the only person to kiss you that way, none of your exes could even compare. His lips were soft, almost pillow-like against yours. His palm was hot against your cheek as he pulled you in closer to deepen the kiss. The feeling was damn near addicting, so it didn't take long for you to return the kiss; throwing your arms around his shoulders, you allowed yourself to melt into his embrace.

Heeseung placed a hand on your back, sliding his hand around and placing it just below the curve of your behind. He returned his gaze to your eyes as he allowed his hands to wander around to your backside.

“You look good in black” he admitted into your ear. His warm breath fanned over your skin and left you feeling goosebumps.

You felt as his lips trailed, quick pecks against your jaw before he quickly pulled back, lips barely touching yours.

“Good. I wore it just for you,” you replied cockily.

Holding the back of your legs, he hauled you closer to him, causing a little gasp to escape from your throat. Heeseung lifted your arms around his neck and pulled you in closer. His lips barely brushed against yours as he spoke. “I must be special.”

Your cheeks heated slightly at his words. You barely had any time to react before he leaned in for another kiss and quickly snuck his hands around your waist.

Too engrossed in the kiss, you didn't notice how his fingers danced down to the hem of your short dress. He fiddled with the material gently as you chased each other with your lips. Adjusting you on his lap, he waited until he was satisfied with your position before he slipped his hand under the material of your dress and eagerly pulled your panties off.

Heeseung's eyes locked to your parted lips as you swallowed nervously. The look of desire and lust in his eyes was evident. “I can't wait to taste you again,” he replied smugly and chuckled lightly when you shifted nervously in his lap.

He leaned up and brushed his lips against yours again before he turned and left a trail of butterfly kisses down your neck and over your collarbone. He continued his assault on your neck until he heard you exhale in frustration.

“Wait,” you breathed out. “Let me treat you this time."

“But I’m treating you now,” Heeseung countered.

“Well, this time I'm offering” you shot back eagerly. Your new and sudden burst of confidence shocked the both of you.

“Well....” Heeseung stopped himself. “You're full of surprises princess.” With a small smile, he released you and shrugged off his jacket.

“I try,” you said with a playful smile, as your finger brushed his cheek. You assisted him in removing his shirt and then reached down to undo the clasp of his belt. Heeseung couldn't help but grin as he witnessed your delicate hands work the buckle on his pants quickly.

Confined by the small area of his backseat, you carefully sank to your knees in front of him. His dark eyes sparkled as he watched your hands pull the rest of his pants off in one swift motion. Heeseung didn't even have the chance to protest before you pulled his briefs off his hips and onto the ground.

His thick member sprung up as you stared at it with widened eyes. He couldn't help but to smile down at your shocked expression. Taking him in your hand, you slightly jerked your hand up and down to rile him up.

Heeseung threw his head back and let out a long groan at your touch. “Remember Y/N, you can back out at any second.”

"I want to do this," you breathed out, "wanna make you feel good Hee."

He grunted in response. His hand caressed your cheek softly, as he stared down at you as you carefully took him into your mouth, inch by inch. You started slowly, but soon enough lips found their rhythm.

"You're good at this," Heeseung complimented as you bobbed your head. "The best," you replied with a sly grin as you twirled your tongue around the head of his cock.

Heeseung let out a small groan at the feeling of your warm lips around him, his breathing grew heavier than it had been before. He seemed content just to let you take control and suck him off as you pleased, but that didn't stop him as he grabbed a handful of your hair and slowly guided your head on his member. "You like this, don't you," Heeseung chuckled, as he continued to caress your hair.

Suddenly he started to thrust his hips forward into your mouth. The abrupt movement caught you off-guard. Your mouth dropped as you gagged slightly, and Heeseung's grip on your hair tightened as your throat pulsed around him.

"Such a good girl,” he continued. “All for me. Right baby?"

Heseung let out a small whine as you pulled off his cock with a loud pop. "Yes, all for you."

You gave him a small wink before you took him back into your mouth. Heeseung didn't have to ask you twice to continue as you bobbed your head up and down again, going faster as his groans grew in volume. You used his praises as motivation to get him to his peak. As he let out a shuddering breath, he called out your name.

His eyes met yours, as he grasped onto your hair tightly, his dark eyes piercing into your own. Heeseung’s member twitched in your mouth slightly as you began to take his entire cock all the way down your throat. With a short, sharp jerk, Heeseung thrusted his hips into your mouth again. You gagged slightly and tears welled in your eyes at the pressure applied to the back of your throat.

“Are you okay princess?” Heeseung choked out.

“I-I can keep going,” you replied through your cheeks as you pulled off. You knew you could take more, you had before. But for some reason Heeseung seemed to be a challenger for you.

Heeseung's hand reached for your chin and slowly forced you to look up at him.

"Are you sure?”

You let out a long, drawn out “Mmhmm” as his thumb gently rubbed against the corner of your lips.

You used your free hand to wipe the tears from your eyes, and breathed deeply for a few seconds before you took his cock back into your mouth. You continued at the same pace you had before. This time, you were careful not to gag, but as you pulled back to take in a breath you felt him twitch in your mouth again.

“Fuck,” Heeseung groaned as he thrusted into your mouth again, slower than before. You slowed your pace slightly, but kept your mouth in a loose circle around him.

The next few minutes were filled with deep, guttural grunts from Heeseung. Each time he hit the back of your throat, you gagged slightly, but you quickly regained your composure and continued to take him in.

Heeseung turned his hand to cradle your head as he thrusted upwards with a groan. Your mouth became numb after only a few minutes as you were now accustomed to his size and length. He let out a long, low groan as he used his other hand to stroke the back of your head.

You looked up at him through half-lidded eyes. The corners of your lips parted as you waited for him to tell you he was close.

Heeseung let out another low growl as he pulled your mouth off his cock, panting heavily. "Fuck,” he groaned and withdrew from your mouth. “I don't wanna cum yet.”

“You don't?" you questioned.

"I wanna fuck you first" he replied as a cocky grin formed on his face.

In one swift motion, Heeseung pulled you back onto his lap. He took hold of the hem of your dress and pulled it up, revealing your bottom half to him.

He slid a finger over your bare crotch, running it along your folds. A small gasp escaped your lips at his sudden movements. He smiled at your reaction, and caressed your right thigh with his free hand. He gently rubbed his hand up and down your thigh as you squirmed in his lap. You shivered slightly at the contact, and shuddered slightly when he continued his journey up your leg.

"So wet," Heeseung replied. His finger continuously slid between your folds, and stopped just short of your clit. He pulled small moans out of you as he repeatedly his actions. He grinned to himself as louder moans spilled from your lips.

Heeseung smirked up at you, as you gazed at him with wide eyes. "Do you like this, baby?" he asked.

"Y-yes,” you stammered. Heeseung ran his finger along your slit once more and reveled in how good you looked in his lap, lips swollen as the moonlight fell over your skin.

He grabbed your hand and placed it on his shaft and stroked his cock with you. You tensed lightly as his hard on rubbed against your palm, once again aware of his size.

Heeseung grinned confidently again, and thrust into your hand. You closed your eyes, letting out a small gasp at the feel of his cock in your hand.

"Ready?" he asked, taking over your actions, as he stroked his cock.

“Y-yes,” you breathed out. You barely trusted yourself to form complete sentences, afraid your voice might have given out. "I'm ready."

Without hesitation, Heeseung gently laid you onto your back, letting you lay flat against his leather seats. He swiftly climbed atop you and lowered his body onto yours.

His cock pushed against your entrance. The feeling caused you to clench around nothing as you eagerly awaited him to take you.

With a deep groan, he drove his cock into you, your walls sucked at him eagerly. Your body trembled slightly as his massive size pushed into you.

"God you're so tight” he groaned, as he began to slowly thrust in and out of you.

“Heeseung,” you whimpered, though a heavy tremor. You shivered as he rocked his hips against you, and impaled himself completely inside of you. You moaned loudly as your walls gripped at him and held him within your depths.

He pressed down hard on you with every thrust, filling you with more and more of his size. Heeseung’s groans were louder this time, as he matched your cries with even louder grunts of pleasure. Another cry escaped you, as your walls clung to his cock, pulling at him.

Heeseung grabbed one of your legs and threw it over his shoulder. The small switch in positions allowed him to pound his shaft in and out of you harder and harder. He seemed lost in pleasure as you cried out for him.

You tightened around his cock, sucking him in as he leaned into you. Heeseung panted heavily against your neck, as he moved more forcefully within you.

He pulled out quickly, and slammed back into you. your walls clenched at the sudden motion. You cried out, enjoying the feeling of his cock sliding deep within you.

Heeseung let out a long sigh of satisfaction as he continued to pump in and out of you rapidly. His cock rammed into your depths and filled you up more each time he thrust.

"Heeseung" you panted and bucked your hips as he pounded his cock inside of you.

Heeseung moved your leg that was thrown over him and pressed it against your chest. The change in position allowed him to hit deeper than he had before.

Your hands flew to his back desperately as you searched for something to grip, afraid you could possibly tear the leather of his eats. Your nails painfully dug into his skin and he lightly hissed in pain.

“That's it baby,” Heeseung growled in your ear. “So tight.”

“I'm close Hee," you moaned back and your hips moved against him as you squirmed beneath him.

Heeseung's thrusts started to falter. His cock seemed to throb with every thrust. “You feel so fucking good,” Heeseung growled into your ear. His thrusts became more frantic, as your walls clenched tight around his shaft.

"Heeseung,” you screamed in pleasure.

"I know baby,” Heeseung breathed out, as he panted deeply.

“I'm gonna cum,” you screamed. Heeseung's thrusts got wilder once more, with a speed that seemed unnatural.

“Cum with me."

Heeseung bit down on your shoulder, as you released together. With a deep cry, he collapsed on top of you.

Heeseung closed his eyes and attempted to catch his breath. A few seconds passed before he leaned down and kissed you. You moaned at the gentle kiss and kissed him back tenderly, as you relished the feeling of his lips on yours.

You had let yourselves fall into a comfortable silence as you two laid there, his head still laid on your shoulder. You cuddled up close to him, relishing in the feeling of his chest rising and falling with each breath. Until your phone chimed. Interrupting your moment.

You picked up your device that had been discarded somewhere on the floor amongst all of your discarded clothes. You winced as the bright screen temporarily blinded you. Your face fell as you noticed that there were almost 30 notifications from your roommates, as you were too entranced to realize that they had almost witnessed the whole thing.

“Goddamn them.”

The following week you and Hana had a hell of a time trying to get Beomgyu out of bed. It took a good half hour of kicking and pulling, but the two of you eventually managed to get him up after bribing him with food, which he never got. Unfortunately, it was even harder to get him out of the car when he saw you were basically in the middle of nowhere. He claimed that had he known the race was so far away from the rest of civilization he would have invested in a taser or even just some pepper spray.

“Why did I agree to come to this again?” Beomgyu whined, dragging his feet through the dirt in a childish manner. He was obviously overexaggerating; he had been outside the house for more than 30 minutes, but he still wanted to make a statement. He promised he would come, but that didn't mean he had to enjoy it at all.

“Because you love us,” you retorted. You raised your hand to his head to pat it lovingly but he moved your hand away before you even had the chance.

“No, really,” he spat as he surveyed the area around him, looking at everything disgustedly.

“Don't knock it til’ you try it,'' Hana shot back. Her words earned a harsh glare from your other roommate who didn't seem to be too fond of her words. “Funnily enough that's what you said about my ex that you insisted I go out with. You know? The one that fucked my cousin,” Beomgyu retorted.

Raising her hands in defense Hana looked to you for help, but you turned away from them, not wanting to get involved. “I apologize. I didn't expect the mousey girl from Bio to cheat on you with your extremely hot cousin,” she whined, tugging on Beomgyu's arm to get him to accept her half assed apology. “Okay, but seriously. What's the appeal behind these races? I don't see anything worth leaving bed for yet.”

“That right there is the appeal,” Hana sighed, pointing out her boyfriend that stood in his normal spot, fiddling with some tools.

“He's got a nice side profile, he looks fit, nice hair. Why does he want you? Did you threaten the poor man?” Beomgyu questioned, earning a rather painful flick on his forehead from Hana. He groaned, applying pressure to the affected spot, mentally cursing the smaller girl for the bruise that formed in the center of his head later. “Did you see how she just flicked m- what's she doing?”

You had gotten distracted at some point during your roommates' exchange, so you found yourself absentmindedly looking for the only person you wanted to see. It was hard to see through the sea of spectators that had gathered at the front gate. Right then would have been a good time for Hana to get you guys in through the back gate as she had the week prior.

Hana rolled her eyes at your attempt at finding Heeseung, knowing that you weren’t going to find him in the parking lot. “Looking for her man. What else?”

“He's not my man,” you protested.

“Then why are you still wearing his jacket?” Hana fired back, and rested her hands on her hips.

You scoffed at her question, mentally scolding yourself for essentially setting yourself up to be teased by your roommates. “B-because it’s cold and you lost my good jacket. You know how sensitive I am to the cold.” It wasn’t even as cold as you would have expected it to have been at that point in the season. You could have easily gotten away with a thin pullover and Hana was aware of that as she tilted her head in confusion.

“You have other jackets, in fact, I just put that maroon one to wash this morning.” Beomgyu chimed in, being the pest he usually was.

“No one asked for your input Beomgyu,” you shot back.

After about twenty minutes the three of you finally made it through the back gate. It was seemingly harder to get through that night as they had random ID checks because of multiple underage high school students that tried to get in. You could have sworn that you saw a few underclassmen from your senior year trying to pass for eighteen. Distracted by the familiar surroundings, you almost didn’t recognize the almost seven foot skyscraper named ‘Bulldozer’ that stood in front of the three of you. His usual scowl turned into a smile at the sight of you all. Needless to say, you felt more secure around the beefy man knowing that his sleazy personality was just an act, though you were still terrified by his height.

“Hey Bulldozer.” Hana exclaimed, standing on her tiptoes in an attempt to give the big man a high five which he dodged and moved to pick both you and Hana up in one swift movement, earning yelps from the both of you as you were no longer in contact with the ground.

“Ahh, there's my favorite girls,” he sang, swaying the two of you in his arms. Putting you two down, he took the time to eye Beomgyu as he stood there, seemingly confused he asked, “Who’s the little guy?”

Beomgyu scoffed at the man’s comment, offended by his choice of words. “My name is Beomgyu,” he snapped, crossing his hands over his chest. “And I'm not ‘little’.”Bulldozer chuckled lightly at your roommate’s comments as he stretched his arms. “Everyone’s little to me, you aren't special” he answered in an ‘as a matter of fact’ tone, earning an exaggerated cackle from Hana.

“I'm not little,” Beomgyu whined, “Like at all.”

“Keep telling yourself that and you'll actually believe it one day,” Hana shot back, earning a pinch on her elbow and a quiet ‘shut up gremlin’ from Beomgyu. She jumped from the sudden impact, almost knocking into you and sending the both of you toppling down. Not wanting to deal with either of them any longer, you sighed and tried to find anywhere else to be. You quickly spotted Jihye and walked over to where she stood all wrapped up in her blanket.

Acknowledging your presence, she waved you over, and threw her arm over your shoulder as soon as you reached her. She noticed something was wrong by the way your eyes rapidly trailed over the track in search of Heeseung. You tapped your acrylics on the metal bar that separated the racers from the spectators as the subtle sounds of metal clanging underneath your fingertips calmed you down.

“What's wrong with you? You look like someone shot your puppy.”

“Nothing,” you sighed, “just anxious that's all.” Annoyed by your incessant tapping, Jihye grabbed your hand, stopping your actions.

“How come?” She questioned.

You sighed, throwing your head back to lean on Jihye’s shoulder. She smelled of vanilla bean, which somewhat calmed your nerves, but not enough to relinquish any doubts you had. “I don't know. I just have this feeling that Heeseung’s not telling me something. I know I'm not his girlfriend or anything and I'm not entitled to know everything but I feel like everyone knows something that I don't?”

She pressed her fingers to her lips in confusion, as she tried to think of any reason Heeseung would have been hiding something from you. “I don’t really think he’d hide anything from you, but since you’re having doubts, what do you think he's hiding?” Jihye pondered.

“I don’t know. Last night when we went on our date some things happened and I came up with the assumption that he has kids. Not like that's a bad thing or anything, I just want to know,” you trailed off. “I sound stupid right?”

You watched as Jihye visibly tensed and diverted her gaze away from yours. She bit her lip in an attempt to stay quiet. “I think you should ask him,” Jihye quirked up, pointing towards the only person that could dismiss your doubts. She then excused herself to find anyone else to avoid any further awkward questioning from you. It was quite obvious that Jihye knew more than what she was leading on, but you decided to let it go when you felt a pair of strong arms find their place around your waist. “I was wondering where that jacket went.”

“Are you calling me a jacket thief Lee,” you teasingly accused, raising a brown as a confused look adorned your face.

“I’m not saying anything, you're the one that said it,” he cooed, as he ran his hands around the expanse of your waist.

“Do you want it back? I can always give it back if you want it.” Grabbing the ends of the sleeves to slide your arms out. The jacket was halfway down your arms before Heeseung was pulling it back over you, mumbling something about how it's too cold to remove it. “I was just joking. Please keep it on or you’ll catch a cold.”

“Okay.”

All Racers To Your Stations. I Repeat, All Racers To Your Stations

The eerie sounds of the old speakers echoed throughout the night air as a sign that notified everyone that the race would be starting within a couple of minutes. As spectators made their way to their seats you heard the loud cheers directed towards Heeseung, wishing him luck. Some went as far as to praise his racing abilities while others pleaded for a victory as they had just bet their weekly pay on the young man. This however, did not phase Heeseung.

“Come here, I want to show you my station.”

“You have your own station?”

“I share with Sunghoon, but he's running a little late.”

The racers' stations were larger in comparison to Yeonjun’s little repair tent, and by the looks of it they could probably live in them. They had everything they could have needed in there: a mini fridge, a play station, a couch, and a very worried Sofia who paced around as she fiddled around with her nails. The usual.

“Sofia?”

“Heeseung,” she started, “we need to talk.” Her voice was low and shaky, a stark comparison to her patronizing tone you had become accustomed to.

Heeseung let out a deep sigh,“Can it wait until late-”

“It's about Aurora,” she snapped. You watched as Heeseung visibly tensed, his jaw clenched and his entire body clammed up at the mention of her name.

“Can you give us a minute please? This really doesn't concern you,” Sofia questioned?

“Sure,” you smiled apologetically. “I'll go find Hana, okay? I’ll see you after the race.” you reached up and placed a soft kiss on Heeseung’s cheek before leaving the tent and making your way towards the familiar sight of chairs arranged in a circle, one was left open for you.

“Everything oka-.”

“Who's Aurora?”

You couldn’t help but notice how everyone’s faces dropped as they all directed their attention towards you. Jihye stood frozen in front of you, a terrified look spread on her face while Kai and Milly exchanged a knowing look. You felt a wave of nausea hit you as the shift in the atmosphere made everything uneasy. You had expected nothing but the worst. Who wouldn’t in your situation? Heeseung was in fact hiding something and it seemed as if everyone but you knew what it was. Déjà vu right?

Jihye let out a deep sigh as she raised her hand to her head. “How do you know about Aurora?” she questioned, clearly not expecting you to mention the young woman.

“I don't? That's why I'm asking. Sofia just told Heeseung she had to talk to him about someone named Aurora and it seemed pretty serious so I left them to talk.” You were unable to sense where Jihye’s mind was, but you had some idea when she suddenly got up and made her way over to the other side of the track and to Heeseung’s tent.

Confused, you turned back to the others, hoping that one of them would give you some answers. “Nobody's gonna tell me?” you groaned, to which you received nothing but silence and some confused half shrugs from your roommates.

“You see, it's really not our place to intervene, Heeseung should tell you,” Milly mumbled, twiddling her fingers as she refused to meet your gaze.

“I can tell you,” Sunoo chimed in from where he stood behind Kai, “Apparently Aurora’s back in town and she’s looking for Heeseung.” Ridding himself of the oil that adorned his hands, he plopped down on the ground beside Beomgyu, as he became more interested in the conversation than whatever task Yeonjun had him doing before.

“I’m confused. Who is she and why would she be looking for Heeseung?”

“No one told her anything?” Sunoo tsked as he leaned his chin on his palm. He obviously prided himself in holding so much valuable information. “You two should be telling her not me.”

“How could we have told her?” Milly shot back, “This is not something you just casually throw into a conversation, Sunoo.”

“I'm too sober for this conversation. I'm going to get a drink, or maybe four. Four sounds good.” Kai proposed as she rose from her seat and practically ran to the ice chest where everyone stored the alcohol.

Hana ushered you to sit down in the chair next to hers as Sunoo and Milly pursued each other in their argument, essentially going at eachothers’ throats for about three minutes. You sighed as you listened to the two of them continue to bicker until eventually asking for clarification. “Will someone please fill me in? I would like to be in the know if everyone is okay with that.”

Sunoo inched forward, and motioned for you to come closer as if he was going to tell you a secret. You inched forward, unprepared for what Sunoo had to say. “Heeseung has kids,” he paused, taking you and your roommates by surprise. “And judging by the look on your face I'm assuming he didn't tell you anything about them.”

“Kids? Plural?” You lifted your head asking in wide-eyed confusion.

“We thought he would have told you, but apparently he didn't,” Milly stressed. She leaned forward in her seat and offered her hand out for you to hold, to which you accepted immediately. Who would have thought that you would have been in that situation, when just a week ago you would shut off most people and avoid social interactions.

“What do Sofia and Jihye have to do with this?” Hana questioned, “Holy shit are they… you know?” Sunoo nodded, confirming her suspicions. You felt a headache creep up on you. The information you had taken in wreaked havoc on your mind. Thousands of questions ran through your head as you tried to make sense of what you were told. “Hana I’m getting a tylenol out of your purse.”

“Isn’t Sofia like Aurora’s best friend?” Milly questioned, to which Sunoo rolled his eyes, “I doubt they’re friends anymore, especially after Sofia slept with Heeseung right after she left.”

“This is so interesting,” Beomgyu chimed in and leaned back in his chair, prepared to indulge in more of the gossip Sunoo was ready to spill. “Please continue.”

“So basically Aurora and Sofia were best friends. They were both into Heeseung, Sofia was just more vocal about it. That was around the time Heeseung was getting over the whole Jihye and Jake situation and learning to take care of Mina so he wasn’t looking for a relationship, but eventually he did get over it and started dating Aurora. They dated for about 3 months until he found out she hooked up with Sunghoon while he and Kai were on a “break” or whatever they had going on, and when Heeseung found out, she left. He was angry so he hooked up with Sofia to kinda get back at her but that obviously backfired because she got pregnant, so I guess that also explains why Jihoon and Hyunjin are so close in age.” Sunoo explained.

“You're saying so many names right now, I'm not keeping up,” you complained as you rummaged through the contents of Hana’s bag, unsuccessful in your efforts to find the medicine you needed.

“How many kids does he have again?” Beomgyu asked, his question was more directed towards Hana as she seemed just as invested in the story as him.

Hana shrugged, being as confused as he was. “I counted three, but I could be wrong.”

“There’s more information, try and keep up,” Sunoo let out and turned to give you a sympathetic smile before continuing. “While all of this was going on Aurora found out she was pregnant too, but she didn’t tell anyone. Plus she didn’t know if Heeseung or Sunghoon was the father, so she left the baby on Heeseung’s doorstep when she found out he slept with her best friend. They eventually did find out that Hyunjin is his, so I guess that’s good.”

“Wait, how do you know all of this?” Hana questioned as she sank further into one of Milly’s blankets.

Sunoo only offered Hana a quick shrug before replying, “I’ve been here for a while. Shit just gets real so it’s hard not to eavesdrop.”

Eventually Kai arrived back to her seat with a bottle full of Malibu, a red solo cup, and 3 cans of coke. You were surprised at how she managed not to spill anything as she plopped back down onto her chair. “Kai. Isn’t that a bit much?” Hana’s voice trailed off as she observed how Kai had brought the entire bottle of Malibu to her chair. “Nope. Alcohol makes me not want to kill my boyfriend as much,” Kai exclaimed, as she chucked the can of emptied coke behind her.

“Anyways, I heard Sunoo explaining so I feel the need to elaborate.” Kai took a swig of her drink before continuing, “I was ready to end things with Sunghoon after I heard everything that happened. He went on and slept with one of my friends after we specifically took a break because of his commitment issues. And now that she's back I need to calm my nerves.”

“So she’s back in town for good?” you questioned with wide eyes.

“Probably.” Sunoo piped up before giving all his attention to his phone that was buzzing in his pocket, alerting him that he had gotten several notifications within the past couple minutes.

“Can I have some of that please?” You pleaded, as you practically grabbed the cup out of her hand before she had time to respond. Your actions earned a heavy sigh from Hana who had not seen you so desperate for a drink since your last break up.

“Bottoms up babe.”

[jaketheestallion]

Smile For The Camera - SJY (M) Teaser

Pairing: Camboy!Jake X Camgirl!Reader

Genre: Smut, Strangers to Lovers

Teaser Word Count: 0.9K

Teaser Warnings: (18+) Mature Content, swearing

Synopsis: HybeStreams' top ranked (and your favorite) streamer j_streams takes an interest in your quaint account and comes to you with a proposal for a collab. Do you accept?

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A/N: I forgot about this fic honestly. I had a me moment a couple months ago and deleted my main/ nct blog @suh-insane on a whim so here we are. I needed to take a break from writing Promiscuous since I already have the next 2 parts completed so Imma put that on the back burner for the next couple of days. I wanna take this time to finish some of my WIPs I've been neglecting for about 2 years, but instead I'll write them for Enhypen's Hyung line. Enjoy!

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10 o’clock on the dot. You sat in front of your camera and monitor, ready to hit the blaring green “Start Stream'' button at the top right-hand corner of your screen.

You started to tug at the choker from the lacy blue set sent in by one of your most loyal subscribers. The material was uncomfortable and would surely leave scratch marks all over your skin. You would have most likely scraped the gift if it had not hugged your form in the most flattering way.

Camming was not a career path you had initially chosen for yourself. You had only been doing it for about two months, but that was long enough to know you wanted out.

It became exhausting; countless hours of responding to messages from overconfident fans who were sure they could ‘rock your world’ if given the chance, endless pestering from your neighbor Heeseung about doing a collab for his Summer special, and the constant fear of anyone ever finding out your true identity.

However, sitting in front of a camera on Friday nights in a lacy set as horny individuals flooded your comments begging you to touch yourself was the least of your problems. The money was good so you couldn't complain. It was your only source of income after your parents cut you off and told you that you needed to get a job; so that’s what you did. You just hope your small lie about working at the campus bookstore would hold up until you graduate.

Anonymity was the most important aspect of your platform. Not only did it protect your identity, your viewers loved it as well, hoping that you would reveal yourself to them one day.

Making your final adjustments to your set up so your viewers could only see the bottom half of your face and all of your chest, you made sure everything was in order before you launched the stream.

Within seconds your viewer count jumped from 5 viewers to a nice 5100.

“Welcome back. I trust that you’ve all had a very productive week. I know I did” you greeted fondly. Instantly, you were met with a flood of comments filling your screen, some of them were too quick to respond to. Some ranged from asking you how your day was to just plainly stating how hot you were.

“How was my day? Well… I had three midterms today that I feel pretty confident about, other than that the most eventful part of my day was getting home to rewatch Pretty Little Liars. But, I don't want to bother you with these boring details.”

user0373637: “Are you A?”

lax_theepony: Face reveal please...

y/u/nluvr: YOU LOOK SO GOOD IN BLUE. YOU SHOULD WEAR IT MORE OFTEN.

user5357817: YES. WEAR THAT MORE.

hee_inyourheart: ANSWER MY MESSAGES

user0373637: WHY IS HE ALWAYS IN THESE COMMENTS. IS HE YOUR BOYFRIEND?

testiclesonetwo: Did you eat yet?

y/u/nluvr: Y/N has a boyfriend?

“Face reveal? Maybe one day, but not today. Umm… did I eat yet? I wanna say yes but that would be a lie. I didn’t feel like cooking so I'll probably end up eating some Reeses Puffs after the stream as usual.”

testicleonetwo: UNACCEPTABLE

testicleonetwo sent $35

testicleonetwo: ORDER A PIZZA

user6754329: A pizza is only $7.99 :/ And it’s after 10 so everywhere is closed…

user4543209: your clothes are still on...

testicleonetwo: DO YOU WANT HER TO STARVE???

undercoveridolsearchingforlove: DID I MISS ANYTHING?

y/u/nluvr: YOU ARE IGNORING THE BOYFRIEND QUESTION :/

undercoveridolsearchingforlove: BOYFRIEND? NO YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO BE MY WIFE.

passionatesunflower: do usernames not have a character limit?

“I will say this one time and one time only. As of 10:03 PM today I am 100 percent single. I am not, nor have I ever been in a relationship with Heeseung. Case closed.”

hee_inyourheart sent $10

hee_inyourheart: Don’t deny our love xoxo. Yes we are together.

user8876430: I’m loving the chemistry. You two should do a collab.

hee_inyourheart: THANK YOU. TELL HER THAT AGAIN.

user4543209: I don’t pay $9.99 a month to hear you just talk

hee_inyourheart: RESPOND TO MY MESSAGE

y/u/nluvr: That man is starving 😭 please answer him.

You laugh “I’ll text you afterwards, okay?” you replied, only to receive a thumbs up in return

hee_inyourheart: okay i'm going :)

“How supportive. Well, that's enough comments for now. It's already been five minutes and I still have my clothes on.” You began to quickly gaze over the screen “What a shame… No one went to the request box and requested for me to remove my clothes. I guess you guys don't like me anymore.”

As soon as the words fell from your lips it was as if a sea of notifications flooded your requests tab. One lewd request after the next, they toppled in with donations, never surpassing fifteen dollars, knowing the highest bidder would surely get their request fulfilled first. So you could imagine your surprise when the top comment showcased an impressive donation.

j_streams sent $250

Request -> *Touch yourself for us princess ;)*

“TWO HUNDRED FIFTY DOLLARS!?!”

passionatesunflower: IS THAT WHO I THINK IT IS?!?!

undercoveridolsearchingforlove: Girl you got celebrities recognizing you.

user7841235: I CANT COMPETE WITH THAT. IM A BROKE COLLEGE STUDENT.

user8876430: proud to say I was here before you make it big 😌

y/u/nluvr: THATS MORE THAN I MAKE IN TWO DAYS AS A CASHIER

j_streams: :)

hooncomeoffhiatus: jake?

testicleonetwo: WHERE DID YOU COME FROM?

hooncomeoffhiatus: i have jake telepathy

“Hell.”

[jaketheestallion]

Promiscuous - LHS (M)

Jungwon, Riki, and Mission Impossible (extra)

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A/N: They ain't even made their appearance yet in the main story yet but I'm compelled to keep making posts for my nephews 😭

[jaketheestallion]

Promiscuous- LHS (M)

Part 2

Pairing: Street Racer!Heeseung X Female Reader

Genre: Angst, Smut (fingering, oral fem!recieving, in public setting), Ex Lovers to lovers

Chapter Word Count: 6.7k

Synopsis: Dragged to an illegal race with your roommate, you come in contact with an ex from high school. Deciding to give your relationship one more chance you’re met with the challenges of having to deal with not one, but three baby mothers, three children, and multiple run ins with the police every week. Will you stay, or is your relationship doomed to be nothing more than another mistake?

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The loud cheers that had erupted from the crowd following Heeseung’s victory seemed to not die down. Sofia seemed to be the most excited as she ran towards the gate that separated the track from the spectators.

As soon as the cars came to a halt and the racers had exited their vehicles she engulfed Heeseung in an almost childlike hug that earned a strange look from Hana to which she mumbled a quick “that's pitiful. Who's excited to see their brother lose?” You quietly scolded your friend for her rude comments, despite finding her reaction funny.

“That was quick” —Kai pondered— “why the actual fuck was that so quick?”

Jihye leaned back in her chair with a soft grunt and clasped her hands behind her head, making herself comfortable. “It's only one race tonight. They want to end early so they can start discussing next week’s race.”

“What's so special about next week” Hana chimed in, inching forward in her chair in confusion. Just as Jihye was about to respond, but Milly had beaten her to it, explaining how Soobin had to go back home the following week to attend an old friend's funeral, leaving them with only three racers.

“They should put Sunoo back in just for the night” Jihye spoke. The atmosphere surrounding you became thick as everyone but you seemed to have recognized that was a bad idea. Hana cleared her throat while Milly tried her best to avoid the situation by picking at her fingers.

Kai glared at Jihye before she allowed herself to protest her friend's words. “He's on suspension for a reason! And after that stunt he pulled three weeks ago he's lucky he's still here. He could have killed Sunghoon with his reckless driving.”

“Lower your voice, we've already had 3 sporadic outbursts tonight.”

“Whatever.” Kai shot back.

“You think I’m right don't you,” she asked you with pleading eyes. You nodded at her question as you could not give a verbal response, your mouth was full of cheese balls you snatched from Milly earlier.

“I think you're right” Sunghoon spoke from behind you. His voice started out quiet but grew louder as he approached your group.

“You better” she replied, arms crossed, moving so that she and the young man could share the seat.

“Sunghoon, the man of the night. How the hell have you been sir” Milly spoke. Her words warranted a confused look from Sunghoon. “Why do I feel like you’ve all been talking about me?”

“Because we were” Jihye spoke up.

Sunghoon scoffed. You couldn't actually tell if he was offended or not. “I don't care, I wanna be in girl talk, so fill me in.”

“My period started yesterday and it's an unusually heavy flow” Jihye commented.

“I watched this really interesting video for health class about how to tell if a woman is properly dilated so she can give birth” Milly sang teasingly.

“I’m just horny” Hana let out, nonchalantly. Everyone looked at you as they waited for your response, to which you just shrugged. “I guess I am too.”

Sunghoon groaned in annoyance while Kai laughed at her boyfriend’s state of agony. “I feel like I'm useless in this conversation.”

“Then go get us drinks babe.”

“If you wanted me to leave, just say that” Sunghoon whined, as he aimlessly threw his hands over his face in an attempt to look sad.

“It's that easy? If I knew that I would have made you disappear years ago” Jihye questioned mockingly and you grinned at the small exchange.

Mindlessly looking over at the racers you were met with the sight of Sofia staring at you again with dead eyes. It seemed like every time you turned around she was watching you to see what you would do next. You didn't want to assume anything so you thought of letting it go, but you knew that would bother you for the rest of the night. You watched as her grip on Heeseung’s arm tightened upon her realizing that you had caught her, only prompting her to nestle further into his side. She turned away to stare up at Heeseung who was deeply engaged in a conversation with Jay and Jake.

“She’s looking at me again. What did I do” you asked.

Sunghoon chuckled at your question as he raised his hand to pat your head, to which you quickly dodged “You poor thing. Don't you know? You talked to Heeseung.”

“Is that a bad thing?”

“It's a literal crime around here.” Milly chimed in.

Hana was not too fond of the looks of disgust directed towards you and in return glared back at Sofia. “They aren't even together, so what the fuck is her problem? Jihye you need to knock her the fuck out again.” Hana spoke, eyes narrowed in aggravation.

Jihye sighed with discontent. “I would, but you know how much Jake hates it when I fight.”

“I would have told her something if her brother wasn't living with us” Kai spoke up. It was obvious that Sofia was not anyone’s favorite by the way everyone spoke of her. You began to wonder why Heeseung tolerated her. You also couldn't help but wonder what previous altercations between her and Jihye looked like; Jihye did not seem like one to shy away from an argument.

“He can't keep fighting her battles for her. She's a grown ass woman who needs to learn how to read the goddamn room and realize when she's doing too much.”

The sudden outburst from Milly had everyone in shock. Silence overcame you all as everyone’s eyes widened while Jihye sat there nodding in agreement with her best friend. The calm and collected woman you had met earlier was seemingly done with the topic of the young woman who had been attached to Heeseung's hip all night.

“Damn Milly, are you okay” Hana asked, as she cleared her throat and rested her arm on your shoulder, almost completely missing your shoulder and toppling over once more that night.

“Yes, I'm just very passionate.”

The next few minutes were full of quiet conversation as you all waited for the racers to make their way towards you all. Sunghoon and Jihye exchanged harsh words while Milly and Hana sat back and listened intensely. You, however, took the time to get to know Kai. She told you how she and Milly were both psychology majors, studying at a school about 30 minutes away from where you lived. She explained that Jihye and Milly shared an apartment with their boyfriends while she lived with Sunghoon and Sofia’s brother Soobin. And from what she explained, you sensed that Soobin was just as unbearable as his sister as Kai had threatened to kick the young man out on several occasions.

Your conversation was cut short by the sounds of an excited Heeseung calling your name, to which you responded to with a smile. Heeseung, Jake, and Jay made their way over towards you and the others as Sofia trailed behind them quietly. Heeseung made an attempt to stand next to you, only to have his advances blocked by Sunghoon, who stuck his foot out stopping him in his tracks.

“Excuse you” Sunghoon scoffed and pushed Heeseung back with the tip of his boot, alarming the young man and the woman who stood attached to his side. “Don’t do that.”

“What? Did I do something wrong” Heeseung questioned and quirked an eyebrow up in confusion.

“Yes. You. Did. Can’t you see that we're having girl-talk right now?” Sunghoon let out, and prompted all the women around him to nod in agreement. Heeseung attempted to respond, only to have had Sunghoon speak up and prevent him from doing so. “Do you see how men just walk over here and think they can impose on our conversations Jay?”

“They're so disrespectful it's sickening. Heeseung’s such a man sometimes” Jay scoffed from behind Heeseung, as he made his way towards Milly and took the unoccupied seat next to her, throwing one arm over her shoulder grabbing her hand to leave while he grabbed the other and left a chaste kiss on the backside. She rested her head on his shoulder and you and Hana let out quiet whispers of how cute the exchange was. You longed for a relationship like theirs, but because of your promise to yourself, you were unable to do so.

“I apologize, please don't cancel me.”

“We're willing to ignore this minor slip up for a small price” Sunghoon spoke as he stood up from his chair and threw his arm over Heeseung's shoulder, he turned towards his best friend and offered the man a wide grin in exchange.

Heeseung threw his head back and groaned, as he expected Sunghoon to request something stupid as he always does. “What's my punishment?”

Sunghoon pretended to contemplate for a moment, tapping his chin as he pondered on a punishment before he finally responded. “You have to get all these lovely women drinks. Except for Jihye. We’re still deciding if she’s a human woman or not. I'm not so sure she is.” Sunghoon spoke,whispering the last part, still loud enough for everyone to hear. His loud mouth earned himself a slap on the back of his head from Kai.

Heeseung nodded in acceptance. “I can do that. let's roll out then.”

“We didn't even figure out who's riding with who and you're already trying to leave? Did you learn nothing” Sunghoon questioned and you chucked at Heeseung’s shocked expression. Heeseung noticed you enjoying yourself and smiled to himself. His change in mood did not go unnoticed by Sofia, who tugged his arm in an attempt to get his attention back to her.

“Men deserve absolutely nothing” Jay let out, rolling his eyes at Heeseung. “Also, I'm not driving, I'm too tired.”

“It's okay babe, you can ride with me and Jihye” Milly cooed, playing with a lock of hair.

“Carry me to the car Jakey” Jay whined. He turned to where an unbothered Jake stood as he scrolled through instagram and cleared his throat loudly.

“I'm not doing that.” Jake pretended not to hear Jay’s mocking tone and continued to pay attention to his device. Unsatisfied with his answer, Jay threw a can of Pringles at the man’s head to which Jake grimaced in pain.

Jihye leaned over and kissed the spot where the can hit as she persuaded her boyfriend to carry his friend with pleading eyes.

“Fine” Jake answered begrudgingly. Jihye and Milly laughed as Jake made his way over to the young man and struggled to lift the clingy Jay onto his back. Heeseung sighed at the spectacle in front of him, whispering something to Sunghoon among the lines of “Don’t make me do that for you twice in one night okay?”

The four of them made their way towards Jihye’s car leaving all the seats as they were. All while Jake let out stained groans as he continued to carry the younger man. “Man up Jake, I'm not heavy.”

“I guess I’ll ride with Hana then since you brought me here, and Kai and Sunghoon started walking to their car already” you questioned. Hana looked over your shoulder to see the two leaned up against Kai's car as Sunghoon attempted to steal short kisses from her.

“You hate the smell of my car; go ride with Heeseung. It would be a good chance for the two of you to catch up, right big man” Hana teased.

Heeseung nodded. “I wouldn't be opposed to that.”

“It's fine. I don't want to impose” you murmured. “You must not have much space.”

“Are you scared of me or something? I don't bite. Unless you want me to.” His comment took you by surprise. You gazed down at the ground in an attempt to calm you down from your flustered state. He was smooth with his words. Hana mentally patted herself on the back as you suddenly turned shy at Heeseung’s flirting. You didn't know if you could take any more of his comments and you two had only spoken twice that night.

Sofia was not pleased with Heeseung's advances. She looked at Heeseung with pleasing eyes as if he was getting ready to leave her for the rest of the night. “No, there's no spa-”

“Oh wonderful, then Sofia can ride with me. I never got the chance to have a proper conversation with her” Hana spoke up. She rocked back and forth on her heels and quirked her head to the side as she awaited Sofia's response.

Sofia didn't want to sound rude in front of Heeseung, but she didn't know how ro properly decline the offer. “It's okay, I’ll just ride with Heeseung so we don't complicate things.”

“But our introduction is long overdue Sofia, I insist” Hana paused. “Unless you don't like me?”

Sofia shook her head frantically in protest. “Oh no, that's definitely not the case.”

“Oh my God, great. Let's go bestie” Hana grabbed Sofia's arm and led her towards the car park before calling out to Yeonjun to bring her keys and purse, causing Heeseung to chuckle. You watched as Hana opened the door for Sofia and gestured for her to get in, only for Sofia to mumble something about the excessive smell of weed and two-week old leftovers from one of your late night Taco Bell runs. Hana slammed the door in her face and groaned. She was about to get in, but she ultimately decided to turn to you and yell “Don't fuck this up” only strengthening your embarrassment. That girl truly was something else.

The first 10 minutes or so of the car ride were filled with the sounds of songs that varied in genre. It wasn't uncomfortable. It was more comfortable than you would have expected. To pass the time you stared out the window at the night sky.

The one thing you could never grow tired of was the stars. They reminded you of your elementary school days when once a year teachers would put out the inflatable planetarium and project the different constellations onto the walls in an attempt to show their students where they could find them. You would have been lying if you said you knew how to find anything other than the big and little dipper.

You contemplated starting up a conversation, but you were afraid you would have said something stupid. It was a terrible habit of yours. And the situation at hand was not making it any easier on you. You avoided looking at him to prevent yourself from staring and coming off as creepy. Because you know, if given the chance, you would have stared at him the whole way to the bar.

And then reality hit you as hard as it ever did before. You had absentmindedly let your gaze fall on him. His hand rested firmly on the steering wheel as he focused on the road in front of him. He was glowing. The natural light provided by the moon cascaded over his features perfectly, outlining every ridge of his face.

“Did you enjoy the race” Heeseung started.

“Y-yeah, I had a lot more fun than I expected” you responded, voice shaky from the embarrassment of the fear of being caught. You had hoped he didn't notice you staring, but you were so blatantly obvious it would have been hard for him to not notice even while he looked forward as he drove.

“If I'm being completely honest, you were the last person I expected to ever see at one of the races”

“Is that a bad thing?”

“No, It's great actually. I just didn't think it was your thing you know?”

He was right. You were one who valued quietness and being alone. If you could have, you would have gone day to day without any human interaction. To be fair you didn't expect to see him there either. You hadn't planned on seeing him or anyone else from high school at an illegal car race.

“I could say the same for you Mr. Lee. I thought you wanted to be a teacher” you questioned.

“Life changes I guess” he let out and ran a hand through his tangled locks. “How's school going? I know you wanted to be a lawyer.”

You sighed and leaned back into your seat. “Stressful as hell” you paused. “I literally cannot catch a break. If it's not a class stressing me out, it's the landlord. And if it's not the landlord it's my mother. And if it's not her it's Beomgyu.”

“Is he your boyfriend?”

It took everything in you to hold back the laugh that threatened to fall from your lips. Not only was the idea of you and Beomgyu dating preposterous, it was comical to say the least. You loved Beomgyu, but you two probably would have ended up killing each other by now. “Hell no I would never stoop that low. He's my other roommate.”

“He can't be that bad” Heeseung questioned doubtedly, to which you nodded quickly in protest. “Oh yes he is. He walks around the apartment half naked, doesn't clean up after himself, and does stupid experiments with Hana’s and my stuff. At least Hana’s a good roommate.” Hana was not perfect, but she was more bearable to live with. Despite numerous times she barged into your room at three in the morning to cry about how some old Harry Styles fanfics she read in junior high were removed from Wattpad.

“She’s quite the assertive one isn't she” Heeseung asked and you sighed. “You have no idea. I think our neighbor is scared of her.” The poor young girl next door cowered everytime you and Hana would cross her in the hallway. She confessed to you one day that she was scared of Hana because she once walked in on her and Beomgyu. Hana was not having the best day that day so upon sight of the two of them on the freshly cleaned sofa she spent five hours on, she grabbed the closest object, which happened to be a vase, and chucked it at Beomgyu’s head, barely missing. The young girl claimed to have never heard such colorful language in her life.

“I don't blame them, I think I am too” he paused. “I'm almost as scared of her as I was of your dad.”

“Why were you scared of my dad?” Heeseung’s mouth popped open in surprise as if you had just asked the stupidest question in the world.

“Your dad hated my guts. I remember the first time I took you out on a date he threatened me with a golf club” he continued. “I can hear his voice right now ‘when my daughter leaves this goddamn house, she’s untouched. And when she returns to my house she is to be in the same condition, do you understand me boy” Heeseung spoke in a tone eerily similar to your father’s.

“He didn't say that, did he?” you questioned, head tilted to the side in confusion. Your father was a sweet man, he joked around a lot, so you almost couldn't believe what you were hearing. Sure, he was strict about boys, but your mother was more of the authoritative figure in the house, leaving room for your father to be the more relaxed parent.

“I swear on my life that's what happened. He did not like me.” His smile never faltered as he continued to reminisce on the past and remember how scared he was now.

“My dad didn't like any man around his youngest daughter. Besides, he didn't necessarily hate you. The only ex he hated was my last boyfriend, he thought you were nice. He just wouldn't say it to your face because that's how my grandfather was to him, but if it's any consolation, my mom liked you more than any of my older sister's exes” you explained.

It wasn't shocking. Your sister had terrible taste in men. She often went after guys that she knew would not get the approval of your parents with the intention to change them for the better. Needless to say, it never worked. Your mother liked Heeseung because he was respectful.

“I can only imagine, she dated the dude who drove the principal’s car into the lake behind the school” he responded and you let out an exaggerated exhale at the memory.

As conversations about your time in school and attempts to catch up kept you two occupied, you two almost didn't notice that he passed up the bar three times. You were too immersed in his talks about how he and Sunghoon got into racing to support themselves once their parents kicked them out of the house. He told you about how his half brother Jungwon and his friend Riki had often begged him for lessons, to which he always declined.

When you two finally arrived, Heeseung gladly opened your car door and held the bar door open for you to enter first, something you weren't used to. The bar was packed with spectators from the race. It smelled strongly of cleaning products, Raid, and Axe 6-in-1. Other than that, It was a pretty standard bar.

You were taking in your surroundings when a strong force against your hip, causing you to fall into Heeseung’s side and wince in pain. Heeseung quickly wrapped his arm around your waist ro prevent you from falling further. You were about to speak up to who had just bumped into you when you realized it was just Hana who had bumped you with her hip.

“I was starting to wonder where you two were. Did you take the long way” Hana asked, directing her question towards Heeseung.

“Did I? I wasn't really paying attention” he chuckled. His grip on your waist never loosened, and by the looks of it, he had no intention of letting you go. Your heart pounded harder than it ever had that night. You were touch starved and the slightest contact had your mind running wild. Heeseung sensed the effect he had on you. Your flustered state only boosted his ego.

“I was starting to think you kidnapped my best friend, Lee” Hana slurred out. She looked like she was completely drunk, and if it wasn't for Yeonjun's grip on her waist she would have been face down on the wooden floor.

“Oh my god, how much did she drink?” you questioned. Yeonjun shrugged at your question, too focused on making sure his girlfriend remained upright. Hana held up her fingers in a failed attempt to show the number four.

“She's not drunk, she just inhaled too many paint fumes. They're painting the other side of the room black to match this side” he spoke and gestured towards the large paper sign decorated with annoyingly vibrant red marker that read ‘WET PAINT, DON’T FUCKING TOUCH.’

“That sounds about right” Heeseung sighed and threaded his unoccupied hand throughout his hair. You hated the smell of paint. The smell only made you more nauseous by the minute. Too distracted by the horrible smell of the paint fumes you almost didn't notice as Sofia wedged her way between you and Heeseung and wrapped her arms around his waist. Her actionsmade Heeseung release you from his hold.

“What took you so long? I was getting worried” she cooed.

“I guess I just lost track of time.”

“Don’t do it again okay? Let's go sit, I ordered your usual.” she continued.

“I'm coming, just hold on.” Her grip loosened on Heeseung as he carefully removed her hands from around his waist. His actions earned an audible groan from Sofia. The feeling of rejection laid heavy in the atmosphere as the two had caught the attention of the older men at the bar who were too tipsy to care, but were sober enough to express their obvious distaste with the situation before them.

“Want a drink" he asked you, his voice more cheerful than anything.

“I could drink a bit" you answered cheerfully.

“Any preferences?”

“Umm… Surprise me.”

“I just might” he whispered and sent you a quick wink, an action that did not go unnoticed by the young woman who followed him all night.

Leaving you alone with Sofia, her gaze finally landed on you again, there was an undeniable spark of false happiness that flashed through her eyes. “Here. Come sit with me Y/N.”

“Sure.”

The loudness of the room was nothing in comparison to the palpable silence between you two, even after Heeseung had left.

You were not sure why you were feeling so awkward with this woman. You decided it was because she was glaring at you viciously just earlier in the night. However, her presence was as distracting as it was overwhelming.

“Did you enjoy the race?”

“Surprisingly I did" you let out. “I didn't really think it was my thing but I actually enjoyed myself a lot.”

“It wasn't your thing in the past, I guess” her words fell on deaf ears. For the first time, you looked Sofia straight in the eye as the girl took a swig of her whisky, you carefully observed her.

She was far more beautiful than you had observed from afar. Her skin is a soft honey, yet she possesses a special set of eyes that she keeps hidden for everyone, while the features are rather delicate, like a flower.

Taking notice of your uncomfortable state, she decided to start up the conversation again.“So. How do you know Heeseung?”

“We used to date a couple of years ago.” You replied curtly.

“Is that so? That's… Not what I was expecting from a guy like him” she spat the words 'like him' before taking another sip. You stayed silent, wondering what exactly Sofia wanted to hear from you. “Did you like him or was it just puppy love?”

The question brought up an empty silence in the air, as she finally took notice of your expression.

“Can we change the subject?” you asked uncomfortably.

“Of course. I just wanted to pick your brain a bit. Your roommate Hana told me quite a bit about you on the way here.”

“All good things I hope” you chuckled nervously. You would have to get with your roommate later and figure out exactly what she told Sofia about you. Knowing Hana, it was probably nothing more than her rambling about how you two met.

“Of course” she responded cheerfully. She was hard to read. You didn't know if she disliked you or if she wanted to be your best friend. You didn't have much more time to think on the matter as your train of thought was interrupted when a short glass was placed in front of you.

“Here you go. I didn't know what you’d want so I got you this one because it's blue.”

“I do love blue," you smiled. "I can't believe you remembered that."

He took the seat next to you and you two continued conversing and reminiscing about the time you two had back in school. The conversation was lighthearted except for when he would slip in a flirty remark every once in a while.

You continued on, unknowingly taking Heeseung's attention away from the other woman. From the corner of your eye, you watched as she maneuvered around the table. You paid no mind to her, still engrossed in your conversation until you felt a drink being spilled onto your chest.

“HELL!”

“I'm so sorry. I need to stop being so clumsy” she reaches down to get the cup, continuously explaining how sorry she is.

“It was an accident, it's okay. Where's the bathroom?”

“It's over there.”

“Here, let me help you out girl.”

“No, it's fine. I can get it on my own.” You get up and make your way to the door nestled in the corner of the room.

You mentally scolded yourself for not paying attention to the way Sofia carefully inched your cup to the edge of the table as you chatted away with Heeseung.

Things like this don't happen when you're alone in your bed. You should have just saved yourself the trouble and stayed home.

Groaning loudly, you frantically searched for paper towels and soap as soon as the creaky door behind you shut, mentally cheering when you finally found some. You quickly threw your shirt off and started scrubbing at the material.

“Fuck. I’m a dumbass” you breathed out, suddenly remembering what your mother taught you about stains. Dab. Don’t rub.

Starting down at the now worsened blue stain on your white top, you threw your head in your hands and silently screamed. You sulked for a moment before you pulled out your phone to call Hana to tell her to meet you in the bathroom.

You were too distracted to hear the rickety bathroom door open and jumped when you saw Heeseung standing in the doorway with an arm over his eyes and his jacket draped over the other.

You chuckled at the sight before you as he struggled to navigate his way through the restroom, “Y/N. Are you decent?” He reached out with one hand and attempted to feel his way through the room.

You released a smile and shook your head “Not at the moment. My shirt's off right now.”

“Oh… That's hot” he said as he came up next to you. Even though you couldn't see the top half of his face, his flirty smile alone was enough to make you almost fall to your knees.

“Stop flirting.” You uttered awkwardly as you put your shirt back on.

He looked taken aback by your words, “I'm not flirting. Just making conversation” he answered back as you pushed his arm away from his face.

“You can look now, my shirt’s back on.”

As soon as he uncovered his eyes, they fell straight to the large stain on your shirt and he immediately pushed his jacket towards you. “Here. Use my jacket to cover it."

Your cheeks heated up at his small, but kind gesture. You shook your head and gently pushed his hand away. “I couldn't do that. You'll get a cold.”

“I’d be hurt if you didn't take it." And with that, you mumbled a quick 'thank you' and tossed the jacket over your damp clothes.

“So… will you come back to the track next week?”

His question caught you off guard, not having given much thought to the idea of returning, but after the events, you seriously needed to debate.

“I don't know. I need to think about that.” you replied coyly.

“Could I persuade you?” His smile grew wider as he inched closer to you, leaving only a couple of inches of space between the two of you.

“You could try.” You replied, your voice filled with hopefulness, as you eagerly anticipated his next move.

He leaned down to whisper in your ear, “I'll try my best, okay?" As he leaned in even closer you felt the warmth of his breath travel down your neck, his lips grazing softly over your skin. You shivered slightly as his lips made contact with your neck.

His warm lips moved delicately, nipping over the skin. You fought against the urge to suck in a breath. You couldn’t stop your eyes from growing wide as his lips moved across your neck and up your collarbone.

Your hands found their way to his shoulders and then to his dark hair. You weren’t sure why you pulled his head into you, but there was something about his sweet scent and his gentle touch that felt too good.

He looked up from his spot on your neck and smiled devilishly. “I see you can be persuaded.”

“I really couldn't take my eyes off you the second I saw you tonight.” You pulled his head even closer and watched as he kissed up the side of your jaw.

"Really?” you breathed out, too entranced to form complete sentences.

“Yeah, really,” he whispered back as you smiled into his beautiful brown eyes. His hands trailed slowly down to your waist as your arms held onto his shoulders tightly. He tapped your side twice, signaling for you to hop on the counter behind you.

You squealed as you jumped, wrapping your legs around his waist, not expecting him to catch you so easily. He adjusted you both carefully until found himself between your parted legs.

You laid your head on his shoulder, as he carefully put his arms around your waist. You shivered again as he ran his hands up your sides, his palms cupping your curves, his fingers caressing your hips.

His hands moved up to the waistband of your shorts, tugging lightly as he pressed his plush lips against yours. Your eyes fluttered shut as you felt his tongue push gently against your lips, hesitating for a moment before finally letting go.

With your eager permission, he popped the top buttons of your shorts. You lifted your hips slightly and let him remove the clothing article completely.

It had been a while since someone else had seen you in that state. You felt your legs tremble as you shied away from his intense gaze. You felt his thumbs graze the waistband of the very little fabric covering your bottom half before he removed those as well.

He chuckled lightly as he stared down at you. "Don't get shy on me now princess."

You felt your cheeks heat, "Shut up." A shock wave crashed over you as you watched as his fingers lightly grazed over your clit. Satisfied with your reaction, he smirked and mentally patted himself on the back.

"Do you still want this?" He licked his lips before dropping to his knees. "Tell me and I'll stop."

Your heart thudded painfully in your chest as you felt him place his hands on your legs. "Please don't stop Hee."

His warm breath brushed over your skin before he spoke. "I don't intend to." He parted your legs, exposing you to his warm fingers. His tongue stroked your center for the first time, the heat causing your body to jump and convulse.

He groaned deeply before he plunged a finger deep inside of you, his thumb now tracing circles against your clit. You whimpered as your legs threatened to give way beneath you. You silently thanked the counter below you and the mirror behind you for keeping you upright.

He pulled his fingers out of you, and you felt a slightly wet sensation on your inner thigh. “Good?”

You nodded before he slid his fingers back inside of you. You easily adjusted his pace as he moved his fingers in and out of you in a slow, circular motion. You bit your lip and tried to suppress the sounds he was pulling out of you, suddenly having remembered you two were in a public restroom just feet away from his friends.

"Oh God," you cried out as he plunged another finger inside of you. The pleasure was intense. You moved your hips in a frantic, shallow motion.

"More of that princess." He chuckled, his thumb now moved in circles over your clit as he thrust his fingers in and out of you in a rapid and fast motion.

You felt a climax building in your stomach and spread throughout your entire body. You moaned and writhed against him as he hit a spot that sent another shock wave through you.

"F-feels so good Hee." His fingers pulsed against your slick walls as his other hand held your hips in place. "You're killing me, princess."

He smiled softly as he removed his fingers from you and then pushed himself closer to you. Quickly, he tugged you to the edge of the counter and spread your legs wider for him.

You were already so close, your eyes widened when he pulled away. You whimpered at the loss of contact which caused him to smirk up at you and speak again.

“I bet you taste good.” His breath fanned over your skin as he let his lips ghost over your core. You whimpered slightly as you arched your back slightly. He met your eyes and grinned wickedly before he slid his tongue out and circled over your clit.

You almost screamed as you felt another rush of heat shoot through your entire body. Your legs trembled and your muscles contracted. He pulled his tongue out of you and buried his face completely in between your thighs.

He knew exactly where to touch and where to press against your most sensitive spots. You whimpered softly as his tongue explored you in the most intimate way possible.

"Heeseung." You cried out in a low whisper as he thrust his tongue inside of you. He continued to thrust his tongue into you, flicking against the insides of your walls until he felt you again building towards your climax. He lifted his head and gazed up at you through hooded eyes just as your orgasm crashed into you.

He pulled you to the edge of the counter again and released his lips from you. You blinked trying to comprehend what had happened. Heeseung dazedly met your eyes and stood up to leave a quick kiss on your forehead.

“Let me take you out tomorrow night.” He said. “There's this restaurant just 20 minutes away from here I think you'd like."

“Luckily for you," you let out, as you tried to catch your breath. "My schedule is wide open tomorrow.”

With confirmation, he leaned in and captured your lips in a short kiss before he pulled his phone out and handed it to you. You added your number under the contact name ‘Y/N/N’ with a little smiley face following it.

He smiled at the phone and chuckled lightly when he saw the contact information. “Cute.”

Everything seemed to be going well at that moment until a piercing scream came from outside the door.

The loud noise that erupted from outside caused the both of you to break away from each other quickly. With urgency, you quickly threw your bottoms back on and ran out of the bathroom to find a messy scene in front of you.

“Get off of me!” Sofia yelled at a furious Hana as your roommate pulled away at the young woman's hair. You were shocked to see that no one else at the bar paid much attention to what had happened. Even the guys, just a few seats away, watched with unfazed expressions. Even Heeseung, who was once as concerned as you, seemed not to care once he saw what had occurred.

Jihye tried her best to pull your frantic friend off of Sofia but to no avail. Hana was a lot stronger than anticipated. You rushed over to the ruckus and tried assisting the other girls in separating your roommate from Sofia.

“Hana! Let go,” you lectured as you tried to calm her down. After a couple of seconds, you were able to make Hana release the young woman's hair while Milly and Kai pulled Sofia away from her.

“Are you all right? What the hell happened?" You asked your friend and roommate in concern. Hana huffed out a short breath, ignoring your question completely.

She quickly straightened up her posture and spoke. "She cracked my phone!" she yelled at a disheveled Sofia.

"It was an accident!" she said, defending herself.

"Like hell, it was" Hana yelled before trying to charge at her again. You were able to catch her before she made it any further. "Let's go back to the apartment and cool off, okay?"

"No! She's gonna pay to get this fixed."

Sofia glared at Hana angrily, "I'm not paying for shit."

You huffed in annoyance as your grip around her waist started to falter. You needed nothing more at that moment than to just go lay in bed. “Yeonjun! Grab her legs please.”

“Don't worry. I got her.” With little to no effort, he grabbed his girlfriend and carried her out of the building as she protested. You followed close behind with your bags and her car keys in hand.

“Goodbye, guys! See you next weekend” Hana yelled from behind as you were halfway up to the parking lot.

"You're unbelievable."

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Part 1

Pairing: Street Racer!Heeseung X Female Reader

Genre: Angst, Suggestive (smut in next part), Ex Lovers

Word Count: 7.1k

Synopsis: Dragged to an illegal race with your roommate, you come in contact with an ex from high school. Deciding to give your relationship one more chance you’re met with the challenges of having to deal with not one, but three baby mothers, three children, and multiple run ins with the police every week. Will you stay, or is your relationship doomed to be nothing more than another mistake?

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“I thought you said your boyfriend works on cars.” You whined as your roommate dragged you through the harsh winter air and towards the crowd of rowdy bystanders waiting for the gates to open.

At that moment you couldn't help but think about how you should have been laying in your bed, watching old movies, and complaining about how cold it usually was inside the apartment. Had it not been for Hana’s endless pleads for you to attend so she could introduce you to her boyfriend Yeonjun, you would have been sleeping. So there you were, surrounded by people who looked like they may have served time in prison for either vandalism or armed robbery, freezing your ass off for the sake of your dearest friend.

“Well if I told you that he works for illegal race car drivers would you have come with me? Honestly?”

“Probably not, but why don't you ever invite Beomgyu to come? He needs to get out of the house more than me.” You groaned, he should have been the one out here instead of you. It's not like he had anything better to do anyway. You could have easily persuaded him to take your place with $20 and a 12-pack of Coke. Beomgyu was your other roommate who seemed to never leave the apartment ever since he found out that his ex girlfriend cheated on him with their Bio professor, who just so happened to be his cousin. Holidays must be awkward for him. You almost felt bad for him, but in that moment you envied him. Yes you were just as antisocial as the young man, but at least you left the apartment from time to time to get some fresh air. Beomgyu just layed in bed most of the time and blamed the world for all of his problems.

“Nope, fuck that lopsided, good for nothing bitch, he ate all of my bown sugar pop tarts and used my bra as a slingshot for one of his science experiments.” Hana huffed out, earning an eye roll from you. It wasn't unusual for the young man to ‘borrow’ your things for his projects. Sometimes your objects would return to you in the condition in which they left, other times you were lucky to even get your shit back.

“Anyways, what do you think he's doing?” Hana spoke up as if she doesn't already know what the young man is always up to when you two leave the house. He’s a simple man. He doesn't do much.

“Fucking the neighbor again. What else would he be doing?”

The young girl would always show up at your apartment asking for a cup of sugar. You knew it was just to see Beomgyu because the girl obviously couldn't bake for shit as the fire department had been called one too many times for you to not notice. The poor freshman didn't realize that he wasn't looking for a relationship and only came knocking at her door for a good time. She reminded you of Hana during your first year of college; spunky and looking for validation from juniors and seniors.

“I mean the man’s gotta get some action too, not all of us can be a prude, miss.’I’m happy all by myself’. ” Hana spoke, eliciting a scoff from you.

“I'm not gonna address your last comment. I’m just gonna act like you never said that, but he can go to the neighbor’s house and have fun because I’m sick of him leaving traces of his could have been children around the apartment.”

Snorting at your remark Hana just simply agreed as she continued to lead you around the back gate of the parking lot and into an area that was set up with tents for the employees all while completely avoiding having to play for entry. There must be certain perks to having a boyfriend that works at these things.

“Well we can't ask him to leave, he pays half of the rent. Anyway, he wouldn't have enjoyed it here anyway, there's not enough boobs for his liking.”

She was right, the attendees of the race seemed to be overwhelmingly male with the exception of a few older women who stood at the gates collecting the money that was being placed for bets. The air smelled of motor oil, desperation, and cheap weed. All smells you were not too fond of. The loud chatter of the men ranged from those in their early twenties to late thirties was too abrupt for anyone to assume that these races were supposed to be inconspicuous. It made you wonder if it was even legal to even be in attendance.

“I still can't believe I agreed to this” you huffed out.

“Well I'm glad you agreed to come this time, Yeonjun really wanted to meet you after I told him you're the one who got me to stop smoking.” She spoke, you could hear the genuine tone in her voice, which was extremely rare. “Plus these things are really fun.”

“Oh yes… potential death seems exhilarating” you exclaimed. Hana became visibly annoyed, you swear that if she rolled her eyes any more by the end of the night she would have been able to see the back of her skull. Letting out a groan of distaste she starts to wonder why she even bothered with inviting you. It's not your fault, you're just not drawn to dangerous things. Hana thinks you're boring, you think you're just cautious.

“Can you not be a killjoy for once Y/N? It’s a friday night in December, we finished our finals, and you're about to meet the first man who I haven't let corrupt me into doing bad things.”

Scoffing at her words you feigned a shocked expression. You had become accustomed to Hana’s light verbal assault. It wasn't like her words had any impact on you; she never really meant what she said to you. Anyway, you weren't trying to bring down the mood, you were just simply trying to be realistic.

“We’re literally at an illegal race right now, do you even hear what you're sayi-”

“I'm not listening to you la la la la.” Hana interrupted, plugging her ears with her fingers as she walked in the direction of the waving young man who you assumed was her boyfriend you attempted to quicken your pace but to no avail as your strides were blocked by a unrealistically large man covered in ink and a rather large scar that seemed to have caused him to lose his left eye.

“Excuse me” you spoke. Not wanting to cause a scene you simply tried walking around the man, only to be stopped once more as he copied your movements in order to block you from moving once more.

“Woah, what's the rush sweetheart? Why don't you come sit on my shoulders so you can see the race better?”

His words did not phase you at all, you had dealt with sleazy men all your life, his height however left you quite terrified. “Well I actually came here with someone, I should go look for her.”

“Oh? Well let's make it a threesome” he spoke. The man was closing in on you, every step you took back to distance yourself he took another towards you. You were visibly uncomfortable and hoping that Hana would notice that you were no longer behind her.

“Um I actually gotta g- HANA!” catching the man completely off guard you decided to make your way around him and towards a very confused Hana. “You weren't just behind me?”

“No, I was too busy being harassed by the Hulk over there. I think he's still looking this way.” You breathed out and pointed in the direction of where the large man stood. Your actions earned a soft chuckle from the man who had his arm wrapped around the waist of your friend causing you to look at him questionably.

“That's Buldozer, he's not into women. He just likes messing with people'' the young man spoke up.

“Could've fooled me, he’s quite terrifying. Anyway, you must be Yeonjun.” The boy only nodded and gave you a quick smile before Hana elbowed his side slightly telling him to introduce himself.

“Yes, and you must be the infamous Y/N I’ve heard so much about.”

“The one and only.” You could see why Hana liked the young man so much, he seemed sweet and they looked really good together. He wasn't too tall but he towered over her as if he was a giant. Well, anyone was a giant when compared to Hana, she was barely five feet tall.

“Yeonjun says we can sit up front with him and his friends because the stands get really cold at night.”

“Baby I told you, they’re my friends outside of work, but right now they're my employees. I gotta be professional right now.” He spoke, as he adjusted his glasses in an attempt to look more put together. Professional? How professional can you get in some oiled up sweats in the middle of an old abandoned racing lot about 25 miles away from the rest of civilization? Hana only sighed at the young man during his attempt at sounding important.

“Anyway, do you want something to drink? The race is gonna start in about ten minutes.”

“Do they have any cokes?” Already rummaging through the cooler your friend humed in response.

“I can check. Let's see, they have water, Capri-suns, and umm... Henessy?” Hana questioned, turning towards her boyfriend with a questioning look as the man raised his hands in defense. “That's not mine it's Jake’s” She only rolled her eyes in disbelief as she placed the bottle back into the cooler and handed you a water bottle.

“So, how did you guys manage to find this place?” You asked, tearing the man’s attention from whatever he was organizing at that moment.

“Huh? Oh this place? It's been abandoned for about 50 years. Heeseung found it about a couple months back. It’s good he did because it was getting kinda risky to race in the main streets ya know? The cops would start to suspect us.”

“Did you say Heeseung? As in Lee Heeseung?” You questioned as your eyes widened in disbelief . It had been a few years since you had heard that name. A name you thought you would not have encountered again.

“You know Heeseung?” Yeonjun questioned.

“I don't think we're thinking about the same one.” He couldn't have been talking about the same Heeseung you dated your freshman year of high school right? What are the odds?

“I mean Heeseung isn't really a common name.”

“Heeseung? The one who thinks with his dick rather than his brain?” A man from behind Yeonjun spoke up. He was wearing something similar to Yeonjun’s outfit, but he surely sported less greasy stains and looked slightly more put together. You could sense the hostility in his voice. It seemed as if the young man was not too fond of Heeseung.

“Sunoo don’t be salty because you’re on probation and can't race this week.” A woman sitting only a few feet from you spoke.

“Mind your business Milly. I’ll be back on the track next week” the young man apparently named Sunoo exclaimed coldly.

“We’ll see about that.” You couldn't help but hear the quiet curses from under the man’s breath as he mumbled something about wishing the young woman would just go home and how he shouldn't have to deal with this mistreatment. It wasn't before long that the woman who's name you have come to learn was Milly patted the seat next to her, motioning for you to sit next to her. You accepted her offer and happily made your way towards her with the intent of striking up a conversation with one of the only other women there, especially because Hana seemed rather distracted by her boyfriend's lips at the moment.

“Don’t mind him, he's always in a bad mood.”

“That's unfortunate.” You said, voice barely above a whisper, afraid that he would have turned around and engaged in a dispute with you.

“Not really, I find it funny. He's really cocky and thinks he can out-race my boyfriend. Somebody has to put him in his place.” She spoke, emphasizing the last part so that Sunoo was able to hear her. He only responded with a quick eye roll before he returned to his work. “This must be your first time here, I'm Milly.” Extending her hand out, you accepted her greeting.

“Am I that obvious?”

She only nodded in response. “You look like a lost puppy babe.”

You hated sticking out in crowds. In fact you hated attention being drawn to you at all. You started to worry that other people had noticed your presence as well and had already started to comment on your appearance, something you worried about frequently. You decided not to let your mind wander any longer, instead you decided to talk to the young woman who was seated next to you. As you two conversated you found that you two had many things in common, one being the distaste for illegal activities such as the one you gathered at.

“So, how long have you been coming to these races?” Your question only prompted the young woman to sit up in her lawn chair from her slouched position as she prepared to give you the whole run down.

“For about two years now I've been coming to these. At first I didn't come to these because I was scared of what might happen to Jay, but then I realized it was better to be here for him instead of staying at the apartment in fear of what might happen.”

“Yeah that makes a lot of sense. But, how long do these things usually last?”

“Well on a good night two hours but sometimes these things run for hours upon hours. It gets exhausting. That's exactly why I have these for runoffs.” She spoke as she reached into the bag that sat under her chair that held mountains of snacks all atop a weighted blanket.

“You seem like you got it all together huh?”

“You’ll get used to it” she chuckled.

“Oh no, I'm sure this is my last one.” You had a strong feeling that you would not return, despite the strong welcome feeling everyone emitted. Except for Bulldozer.

“You’ll be back I promise.”

“I’m not so sure abo-”

“Hey Y/N/N, come here. I got a surprise for youuu.” Hana sang out from across the seating area. Her voice echoed through the night, but no one seemed to care. However, it was still embarrassing as you had asked her numerous times not to use your nickname in public or at all as a matter of fact. You turned towards your new friend, whispered a quick ‘one moment please,’ and made your way towards your roommate, all while you made a mental note to ask Milly for her Snapchat later.

“You summoned me?”

“Yeah, I was just talking to Sunghoon and he says he knows you. So I assumed you would feel more comfortable around people you know.” She gestured towards the man who was in fact Park Sunghoon, the best friend of your ex boyfriend Heeseung. You two only had interactions that involved Heeseung, so you wouldn't say you two were friends, more like forced acquaintances.

“How sweet of you.” you mumbled under your breath. She threw her hands up in defense before turning around and walking away from you once more, a habit she seemed to have developed for the night. She could never stay in one place for long, but you expected her to at least stay near you for the night, right?

“I must say. You are the last person I expected to see tonight” Sunghoon spoke, pointing his finger at you. He reeked of alcohol and his words were slurred almost to the point of being unrecognizable.

“Ditto” you replied coldly, not able to meet his gaze.

“You still can't look at me” he sighed and threw his head back ever so dramatically. “It was 6 years ago and I apologized.”

It was a long time since you had last spoken to Sunghoon. Well, he was the reason your first ever serious relationship came to an abrupt end. You don't want to harbor any anger, but you can't help the tight lipped frown that sneaks itself onto your face at the sight of him.

“No, I'm over it, that was so many years ago. I just didn't expect you to be here that's all” you lied.

“Water under the bridge right” he spoke and extended his hand out for you to shake, to which you responded with a quick “right,” avoiding his gesture.

You didn't feel like conversing with Sunghoon any longer, but you didn't want to leave and come off as rude so you attempted to make small talk anyways. He seemed distracted as you tried to ask him about how he's been since he graduated. “Oh wait one moment” he spoke, as he craned his neck towards something standing behind you.

“Hey Jake! Look who's here” Sunghoon sang teasingly.

“I can't see without my glasses Sunghoon. Who's there” the young man spoke in an unamused tone. The woman who he has his arm wrapped around seemed to be displeased by Sunghoon's outburst as well. The woman was beautiful in every way. It was as if you had seen her before, but you couldn't quite put your finger on it.

“An old friend, I think she's your type.” You looked at him in a questioning manner. You hadn't even spoken to the man for five minutes, and here he was pulling some of his old antics.

“You know I’m in a relationship. Don’t be stupid” Jake scoffs, obviously used to Sunghoon's foolishness at this point. You pitied the man, despite not knowing him, you were once in his shoes.

“I was just saying. If you ever wanna get rid of the Wicked Witch of the West over there I have another one of Heeseung’s exes for you to come bang. You know? Since you like that type of stuff.” Sunghoon had caught the attention of most of the people surrounding you two, including Milly who sat nestled up against her boyfriend Jay who seemed to be deeply invested in the free drama he was provided with. Hana gave you an apologetic look, while Yeonjun sat back as he enjoyed his oreos, completely unprovoked by the situation at hand.

His actions earned a sigh from Jake and a very angered look from his girlfriend who did not hesitate to flip him off; which, in return, earned a deep chuckle from Sunghoon. You could not fully register what had happened. You had still been in shock from the man’s boldness. It wasn't shocking, back in high school if a fight was occurring on campus, 9 out of 10 times it was because of him. He always got himself into stupid situations, all in which Heeseung would always end up getting him out of.

“Dude what the hell is wrong with you” a familiar voice called out from behind you. A voice you had not heard in years. The man of the night, Lee Heeseung. Taking in his appearance, he looked ethereal. He has surely matured since you had last seen him a few years ago. Your palms began to sweat in anticipation. You nearly contemplated leaving in order to avoid confronting him as you hoped it would quell your flustered state.

“Nothing man, what's wrong with you” Sunghoon questioned nonchalantly, smiling satisfiedly as he had just succeeded in angering Jake. This earned him a deep sigh from his best friend. “When are you gonna leave them alone?”

“When that witch admits she was wrong.” Sunghoon's voice echoed through the night as he made sure to emphasize his disgust for the woman, who you had realized was Jihye, Heeseung’s on and off ex-girlfriend from high school. “You're drunk aren't you? Let's get you to a seat okay buddy?”

As he grabbed Sunghoon by his upper arm he dragged him to the dusty chair that was seated next to an ice cooler in a corner with little effort. You watched as a giddy Sunghoon struggled to remove himself from Heeseung’s hold. You could only assume this was a frequent recurrence. It would have been hard for him to cause any disruptions while he sat away from everyone else, but that didn't mean he wouldn't try later.

“You know what Heeseung? I don't care what they say about you. You're alright in my book. I love you man” Sunghoon mumbled, causing Heeseung to roll his eyes in response. “Save it for Kai.”

Sunghoon shrugged, as he leaned further into his seat. “I'd rather not. She says I’m ‘too mean’ and that I need to ‘fix my attitude’ or whatever the hell that means” he spoke, sitting up from his slouched position as he reached down into the ice chest to grab a beer, only to have had his hand slapped away by Heeseung. “Hey!”

“I thought you said you wanted to quit drinking.”

“I did. I’ll start tomorrow.”

Heeseung let out a sigh, grabbing the last of the alcoholic beverage before handing Sunghoon a bottle of water. “Drink this. You're starting tonight.”

“I take back what I said a moment ago. Lee Heeseung you aren't shit, and you never will be shit. And I hope you lose tonight… but don't actually lose.” Heeseung could only smile at his best friend who was buzzed beyond the point of being just tipsy.”

“I'm so sorry about him, he's usually not like this” Heeseung sighed as he turned towards you while an apologetic look adorned his face.

“It’s okay, he's still the same wild card he always was” you spoke, as you struggled to keep your composure. Your actions earned a light chuckle from Heeseung. “I just assumed he'd always be the dude that filled the entire swim team's shampoo bottles with nair forever”

“He's a bit much at times, but I’ve had him by my side so long it’d be hard for me to return him” he spoke, as he ran his hand through his jet black hair in frustration. You would be lying if you said you weren’t still attracted to him. He’s more handsome now than ever. You were either simping over your ex again or delusional from not having daily interactions with men other than Beomgyu.

“So um… how have you been? It’s been a while since we've seen each other hasn't it?”

“Yeah it's been how long since you graduated? 4? 5 years” you shrugged in hopes he had not caught on to your ‘cool’ front that you would put on in order to make people believe you weren't freaking out on the inside. You did this quite frequently because you didn't like human interaction. Heeseung, having dated you for a while, was still able to tell you were uneasy in that moment.

“Just about.”

“Time sure did treat you well, you look good” he responded, eyeing your figure up and down.

“I finally got around to watching those self care videos I’ve been avoiding for years” you confessed. You felt your cheeks almost burning at his comment. The air around you felt like it had suddenly heated up, despite the fact that it was almost 37 degrees (3° celsius) outside.

“Heeseung stop flirting and get your ass in this car before I make Bulldozer drag you here.” The sudden outburst from a woman standing at the start line caught the two of you off guard. There weren't many women there, but the ones that had attended were stunning to say the least, and she was no exception. You assumed she must have been his girlfriend.

“I thought I had more time” he sighed, as he reached for his phone in his pocket to check the time. To his surprise it was in fact time to start.

“It was good seeing you again. Let's talk after the race so we can catch up” he suggested, coming out more as a question.

“Sure. I think I’ll still be here. I kinda can't leave without my roommate, she dragged me here so I could meet her boyfriend” you answered.

“I'm glad she did.” Heeseung responded, giving a quick smirk that had butterflies fluttering within your stomach in seconds. Your mouth went dry as you attempted to come up with a response only to be interrupted by the same woman from earlier once more.

“Heeseung” yelled the young woman. She stood there, hands practically glued to her hips as she eyed you up and down. Her glare sent a shiver down your spine as her eyes stared daggers into your soul.

“I'm coming. Calm the fuck down” Heeseung yelled before he mumbled quiet curses under his breath. He gave you a quick wink before he turned towards the agitated young woman and begrudgingly making his way towards her.

You couldn’t help but overhear her yells of “what the hell is your problem” and “who the fuck is that.” You wondered what she was to him. She obviously wasn't his sister, as you had met her before, nor did you remember her going to school with her. You couldn't ponder as to who this woman was any longer as your thoughts were interrupted by an exasperated Hana jumping on your back and squealing. “What the fuck!”

“So? You weren't gonna tell me you knew hoodlums huh” Hana questioned as she tightly wrapped her arms around your neck so she wouldn't fall. This was a regular reoccurrence in your day to day life. When Hana got excited or couldn't reach something she would jump onto your back. You were grateful you hadn't lost your balance or else things may have ended badly for you.

“That was so long ago. Don’t worry about it” you breathed out, once you had regained your composure. Hana however, was full of questions as you two never talked about your relationships since you promised yourself that once you got into college you would not let a relationship get in the way of your grades.

“Oh my god. Did you see how he looked at you? That man wants you bad” Hana spoke. “Wait… is he the one that” she continued, making lewd gestures with her fingers in front of your face, almost causing herself to fall and bust her ass. If it wasn't for your grip on her legs she would have fallen straight onto the freezing concrete. Her actions caused a small chuckle to fall from your lips, before you quietly reprimanded her for her careless actions.

“You're so childish, and no. He’s not the one who took my virginity. I dated him freshman year of high school. He was a year ahead of me” you paused. “We didn't end on bad terms; it was just a matter of Sunghoon’s foolishness.”

“Fucking Sunghoon ruins everything.”

“You know he can hear you? He's like 2 feet away from us” you pointed out, gesturing towards a very calm Sunghoon.

“No he can't. Watch this.” Hana made her way towards the sleeping young man, leaned down slightly, and proceeded to give him a slight flick on the head. “Sunghoon! Sunghoon! Park Sunghoon! Wake the fuck up bitch” Hana screamed at the sleeping man who didn't seem to budge. He only let out a loud snore in response. It was amazing, with Hana’s loud ass screaming at him he didn't even flinch.

The sound of a loud screeching from the old l speakers above your head made you flinch. It seemed as if you weren't the only one as the sound awoke a sleeping Sunghoon. Of all the screaming Hana had done, he woke up because of the speaker? The announcer came on and announced the beginning of the race; the loud vibrations from the speakers caused the seats around you to rattle.

Ladies and Gents, hold those wallets and take out those cellular devices. This is a racing season you do not want to miss.

“Ooh let's go sit. I spent good money on this” Hana nudged you and pointed towards her seat, leaving a confused Sunghoon to wonder where he was.

“Did you bet on this race? You know we’re broke right?” You would think Hana would be responsible with her money, as she was a finance major, but she actually only had about $3 and a pack of gum in her purse. More times than not you find yourself lecturing your roommate about her spending habits, but you shouldn't complain as she always comes up with her portion of the rent on time.

“Don’t worry. Heeseung never loses, especially not to Jake or Jay” Hana reassured you, eyes not leaving the track ahead.

“Damn. Is he really that good'' you questioned. Hana smirked at your question. You quickly interjected before she could make another sexual remark that night. “Not like that. You know what I mean.”

“He's the best damn racer here, I’ve never seen him lose, but if Milly asks, I never said that. Just tell her I bet on Jay. He's good but he couldn't beat Heeseung even if he tried.” She quickly gazed behind her to make sure that Milly was in fact not listening to your conversation. Instead she seemed more interested in looking out for her boyfriend who looked slightly panicked. It must have been the pressure of racing in front of so many people.

“How much does he get for winning?”

“Well all racers get about 2k a week, but the winners get a 3k bonus, so he's easily pulling in 20k every month. I don't know what the hell he spends it on because it obviously isn't his damn wardrobe.”

From what Hana had told you prior to your arrival you remembered that the race started at the start point up ahead. They would speed through the old abandoned streets of the so-called ‘ghost town’ until they reached steep slopes of the mountainous range that laid behind the racing area, giving everyone the perfect view of who was the top contender of winning the race. The risk seemed worth it when you compared the prize money to the measly $11.25 an hour you made.

“Holy shit. Do you think if we got Beomgyu to race he’d finally replace my air fryer he disgraced” you questioned.

Beomgyu’s the reason you cannot walk around the house freely without being greeted with the sight of random used condoms laying somewhere around the apartment. Once you found one hiding in the air fryer your mother bought you upon moving into the apartment. Needless to say he was met with the threat of either death or purchasing a new air fryer. It's been two years and you have yet to see a new air fryer.

Hana sighed at your remark, knowing you were asking too much of your other roommate. “I hate to break it to you girly, but you're never getting an air fryer out of that boy. He's just as broke as u- wait we should get him to race.” You and Hana paused for a moment before turning towards each other as you two bursted out into a fit of laughter causing a very confused Yeonjun to eye you two from the track where he was checking Jake’s tire pressure.

You didn't want to admit it at first, but you were having a hell of a time and the race hadn't even begun. You had not been very social prior to the race, but the events of the night had you feeling like your high school self once again.

Attention all spectators, please make your way to your seats and finalize your bets as we get ready to begin shortly.

The purring sound of engines roared through the night as the race was only just about to begin. Six cars lined up, side by side ready to begin. You had never experienced racing firsthand nor had you ever had the intention of watching one, but the anticipation you felt waiting for the race to commence was killing you. You could see the grand marshal up ahead as she approached the small tower directly facing the start line, flags in hand. It wasn't long before the bright green flag was raised and the cars took off in a flash.

“Holy shit. Don’t they get sick going that damn fast” you asked, completely in awe.

“Probably. I wouldn't know; I never get in the car with them” Milly responded. It didn't seem like she was paying much attention to the race after the cars made it out of view of everyone else and into the city limits. Hana seemed to be distracted as well, as she typed away on her phone, occasionally laughing at a funny video that popped up on her feed.

You were too focused on what Hana was doing that you almost didn't see the young woman that made her way towards Milly. As she crouched down to talk to the girl next to you, you noticed it was Jihye. You didn't know where you stood with Jihye. You two never had classes together as she was a year above you, nor had you paid much mind to each other in school anyway. She was always just Heeseung’s girlfriend to you.

“You got the goods babe” she questioned. Milly sighed before she grabbed the packed bag under her chair and rummaged through the contents.“Umm… I don't have barbecue tonight, I have cheddar and original though.”

“That's fine, I've been craving cheddar” Jihye replied, grabbing the container and you could see Milly visibly sigh. “You're having cravings again Jihye? Did you let that fool get you pregnant?” Jihye scoffed at her friend in an attempt to sound offended. She then proceeded to throw a chip at Milly, to which the young girl quickly dodged. You couldn't help but chuckle at the exchange as Jihye pretended to be hurt after Milly stuck her tongue out at her, mocking her for her terrible aim.

“No, I'm not pregnant again. If I get pregnant again it's going to be after I get my degree” Jihye explained. It wasn't long before she acknowledged your presence. She looked at you with a puzzled expression. It was almost as if she was trying to read you. Standing up from her crouched position, she circled around you effortlessly, hoping to figure out why she knew you. It took her a good two minutes until she spoke up.

“Don't I know you from somewhere” she pondered. Her eyes scanned over your features, analyzing every part of your face, which earned a questionable look from Hana and a sharp intake of breath from her close proximity on your part.

“We went to school together a couple years ago” you answered. Jihye smiled big, eyes widened as she yelped in joy. A complete 180 from the girl who had earlier flipped Sunghoon off. “You were a grade under me right” she asked excitedly, to which you nodded in response.

“I remember you now.”

Hearing the exchange before her, Hana shoved your shoulder, almost a little too hard. She felt satisfaction seeing that you were welcomed so lovingly by her peers. “You’ve only been here for about an hour and have managed to make so many new friends. I'm so happy you're adjusting” she cheered.

“I don't think the girl over there is too fond of me. She looked like she wanted to rip my head off.”

“Who? Sofia?” Jihye inquired with a sigh of irritation. You sensed that Jihye was not too fond of her. If looks could kill, she would have been charged with first degree murder on the spot. You couldn't help but wonder if Sofia was a factor as to why Heeseung and Jihye had no longer been together. Everyone in high school thought they were perfect together. Some students even inquired as to what their wedding would have been like.

“If that's her name, then yes” you answered calmly.

“She’s not going to bother you unless you make advances on Heeseung” Milly muttered as she took a swig of whatever beverage she was drinking. Jihye rolled her eyes, dropping down into the chair next to Milly’s. Sofia seemed to have noticed that you all were talking about her as she crossed her arms and walked over to the far side of the seating area where Sunghoon was sleeping.

“Are they together” you questioned. Your question only resulted in Milly and Jihye’s loud fit of laughter. You and Hana looked at them questioningly, wondering why your question was so funny. You swore you saw tears come to Milly’s eyes and Jihye almost fall over in her chair.

The sounds of hysterical laughter boomed through your ears, almost to the point of it being unbearable. “She wishes. That bitch is delusional” Jihye explained.

“People just think they're together because she follows him around everywhere like a lost puppy” Milly chimed in, fanning her face in an attempt to quell her excited state.

“Well she could’ve fooled me.”

Jihye gave a dismissive wave of her hand as she continued to laugh. “Don't worry about that thing, she’s not cool enough to be in the exes club like us” Jihye chuckled, gesturing between the two of you to emphasize her point. She rested her chin on her palm as she watched an aggravated Sofia scowl at her.

“I guess not.”

The next few minutes were filled with Jihye explaining to you the basics of racing that Hana had failed to inform you of. She wanted to make sure you were able to identify each of the racers so you wouldn't be confused when the cars came dashing back towards the end.

You learned that there were usually six racers on a good night, but they could still have an interesting race with five, never less than four. Sunghoon was benched from driving that week as the result of an accident that occurred earlier in the month. Luckly, he only suffered from back pains. Jihye also explained to you that Sofia’s brother, Soobin, was a top contender in the races most nights. Racing was his life, he dedicated most of his time to driving. He also hated losing, especially to Heeseung. Jake and Jay just raced for the hell of it.

“Where the hell have you been Kai? The race started already?” Jihye stopped her explanation and directed her attention towards the gate and pointed at the young woman who approached, carrying a purple mesh bag full of various medications.

“I’m distancing myself from Sunghoon during the day so I can finalize my applications, but I got a little sidetracked and forgot what time it was. Where is he by the way? Heeseung texted me and said he needed medications.” Kai tilted her head in confusion, as she looked around only to realize her boyfriend was nowhere in sight.

“Sleeping over there.” In quiet amazement her eyes widened at Milly's words, almost as if she hadn't believed her. Glancing over towards where Milly pointed, she was able to locate her boyfriend. “He's being peaceful? I guess he can come get this medicine when he wakes up.”

“Oh shit, I’m sorry. I didn't notice you there. I’m Kai'' the young woman sang excitedly, as she extended her hand to yours expectant of a handshake, to which you gladly returned. It was hard to believe that she was Sunghoon's girlfriend. She seemed well put together, when compared to the girls he noted as his type years ago it was safe to say she didn't match their level of rowdiness.

“She's my friend slash roommate slash voice of reason” Hana chimed in as she looked up from her phone to acknowledge Kai’s presence.

“Oh. That's lovely”

“And Heeseung’s ex” Milly added as she shifted in her chair. You stretched your legs out in front of you and leaned back in your chair as you prepared for the questions you were sure that would have come your way.

“Oh my God, I do know you.”

“You do” you questioned, unsure if you went to school with her or not.

“Sunghoon told me about how bad you cursed him out years ago after he broke your grandmother's necklace” she explained.

“He deserved more than just being cursed out” Jihye mumbled under her breath, which earned a quick side eye from Kai before she directed her attention back to you.

The events of that day, years ago, are what initially caused you and Heeseung to break up in the first place. It was like every other high school breakup, short and insignificant to one, but painful to the other. Once Heeseung decided you were overreacting he immediately took Sunghoon's side in the situation. It wasn't until months later that he realized why you reacted the way you did. The small rose gold necklace was a treasured family heirloom that had been passed from your grandmother to your mother and then to you. Luckily you were able to save enough money from your afternoon job at an old, rickety snowball stand. Heeseung tried reconciling, but you were too proud to accept his apologies. Looking back on the situation you realized you probably could have handled it better.

You sighed. “I'm over it, it's just water under the bridge now.”

“Good, so we can be friends” she cheered, wedging her fold out chair in between you and Milly.

The sound of roaring engines caught everyone's attention. As the roaring got closer you could visibly see everyone was on the edge of their chairs as they anticipated the outcome. You watched as the cars trailed in one by one, as they all followed behind the matte black Corvette, the car you had recognized was Heeseung’s. Pulling in close to him was a bright red Mazda RX-7, a car you remembered was Soobin’.

The area around you was completely silent as you all waited for the grand marshal to wave the checkered flag and declare the race was over. As they inched closer to the finish line Heeseung was able to pull a head in the final seconds; mixed sounds of cheers and displeased groans sounded from behind you as he had claimed victory.

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Pairing: Street Racer!Heeseung X Female Reader

Genre: Angst, Smut, Ex Lovers (could baby mama drama be classified as a genre? lol probably not. it is today tho.)

Synopsis: Dragged to an illegal race with your roommate, you come in contact with an ex from high school. Deciding to give your relationship one more chance you’re met with the challenges of having to deal with not one, but three baby mothers, three children, and multiple run ins with the police every week. Will you stay, or is your relationship doomed to be nothing more than another mistake?

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A/N: This isn't an smau. The main parts are written in chapter format. I just think it would be fun to include some tweets/texts from time to time.

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Promiscuous - LHS (M) Teaser

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Pairing: Street Racer!Heeseung X Female Reader

Genre: Angst, Smut, Ex Lovers (could baby mama drama be classified as a genre? lol probably not. it is today tho.)

Teaser Warnings: Swearing

Synopsis: Dragged to an illegal race with your roommate, you come in contact with an ex from high school. Deciding to give your relationship one more chance you’re met with the challenges of having to deal with not one, but three baby mothers, three children, and multiple run ins with the police every week. Will you stay, or is your relationship doomed to be nothing more than another mistake?

Teaser Word Count: 1.1k

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A/N: I decided to give writing a try again. This is a slight rewrite of a Jeno fic I started in 2021 and never finished writing bc I lost interest in writing. My interest came back a couple months and now I'm determined to finish it this time around :)

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“I thought you said your boyfriend works on cars.” You whined as your roommate dragged you through the harsh winter air and towards the crowd of rowdy bystanders waiting for the gates to open.

At that moment you couldn't help but think about how you should have been laying in your bed, watching old movies, and complaining about how cold it usually was inside the apartment. Had it not been for Hana’s endless pleads for you to attend so she could introduce you to her boyfriend Yeonjun, you would have been sleeping. So there you were, surrounded by people who looked like they may have served time in prison for either vandalism or armed robbery, freezing your ass off for the sake of your dearest friend.

“Well if I told you that he works for illegal race car drivers would you have come with me? Honestly?”

“Probably not, but why don't you ever invite Beomgyu to come? He needs to get out of the house more than me.” You groaned, he should have been the one out here instead of you. It's not like he had anything better to do anyway. You could have easily persuaded him to take your place with $20 and a 12-pack of Coke. Beomgyu was your other roommate who seemed to never leave the apartment ever since he found out that his ex girlfriend cheated on him with their Bio professor, who just so happened to be his cousin. Holidays must be awkward for him. You almost felt bad for him, but in that moment you envied him. Yes you were just as antisocial as the young man, but at least you left the apartment from time to time to get some fresh air. Beomgyu just layed in bed most of the time and blamed the world for all of his problems.

“Nope, fuck that lopsided, good for nothing bitch, he ate all of my bown sugar pop tarts and used my bra as a slingshot for one of his science experiments.” Hana huffed out, earning an eye roll from you. It wasn't unusual for the young man to ‘borrow’ your things for his projects. Sometimes your objects would return to you in the condition in which they left, other times you were lucky to even get your shit back.

“Anyways, what do you think he's doing?” Hana spoke up as if she doesn't already know what the young man is always up to when you two leave the house. He’s a simple man. He doesn't do much.

“Fucking the neighbor again. What else would he be doing?”

The young girl would always show up at your apartment asking for a cup of sugar. You knew it was just to see Beomgyu because the girl obviously couldn't bake for shit as the fire department had been called one too many times for you to not notice. The poor freshman didn't realize that he wasn't looking for a relationship and only came knocking at her door for a good time. She reminded you of Hana during your first year of college; spunky and looking for validation from juniors and seniors.

“I mean the man’s gotta get some action too, not all of us can be a prude, miss.’I’m happy all by myself’. ” Hana spoke, eliciting a scoff from you.

“I'm not gonna address your last comment. I’m just gonna act like you never said that, but he can go to the neighbor’s house and have fun because I’m sick of him leaving traces of his could have been children around the apartment.”

Snorting at your remark Hana just simply agreed as she continued to lead you around the back gate of the parking lot and into an area that was set up with tents for the employees all while completely avoiding having to play for entry. There must be certain perks to having a boyfriend that works at these things.

“Well we can't ask him to leave, he pays half of the rent. Anyway, he wouldn't have enjoyed it here anyway, there's not enough boobs for his liking.”

She was right, the attendees of the race seemed to be overwhelmingly male with the exception of a few older women who stood at the gates collecting the money that was being placed for bets. The air smelled of motor oil, desperation, and cheap weed. All smells you were not too fond of. The loud chatter of the men ranged from those in their early twenties to late thirties was too abrupt for anyone to assume that these races were supposed to be inconspicuous. It made you wonder if it was even legal to even be in attendance.

“I still can't believe I agreed to this” you huffed out.

“Well I'm glad you agreed to come this time, Yeonjun really wanted to meet you after I told him you're the one who got me to stop smoking.” She spoke, you could hear the genuine tone in her voice, which was extremely rare. “Plus these things are really fun.”

“Oh yes… potential death seems exhilarating” you exclaimed. Hana became visibly annoyed, you swear that if she rolled her eyes any more by the end of the night she would have been able to see the back of her skull. Letting out a groan of distaste she starts to wonder why she even bothered with inviting you. It's not your fault, you're just not drawn to dangerous things. Hana thinks you're boring, you think you're just cautious.

“Can you not be a killjoy for once Y/N? It’s a friday night in December, we finished our finals, and you're about to meet the first man who I haven't let corrupt me into doing bad things.”

Scoffing at her words you feigned a shocked expression. You had become accustomed to Hana’s light verbal assault. It wasn't like her words had any impact on you; she never really meant what she said to you. Anyway, you weren't trying to bring down the mood, you were just simply trying to be realistic.

“We’re literally at an illegal race right now, do you even hear what you're sayi-”

“I'm not listening to you la la la la.” Hana interrupted, plugging her ears with her fingers as she walked in the direction of the waving young man who you assumed was her boyfriend you attempted to quicken your pace but to no avail as your strides were blocked by a unrealistically large man covered in ink and a rather large scar that seemed to have caused him to lose his left eye.

“Excuse me” you spoke. Not wanting to cause a scene you simply tried walking around the man, only to be stopped once more as he copied your movements in order to block you from moving once more.

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