Summary: You and Seungyun have been friends for years and always dancing around your feelings for each other. Until one day, you can’t anymore. Something happens on Valentine’s Day that changes the course of your relationship and on March 14th, White Day, Seunghyun returns the favor.
Word Count: 2.8k
Warnings: 18+, MDNI, Oral (M & F receiving), unprotected p in v, massages, fluffy ending
Author’s Note: Here’s month two into my Korean Valentine’s Day series! In Korea, Valentine’s Day involves women giving chocolates to men, while White Day (March 14) is the reciprocal, when men give gifts—often candies, flowers, or jewelry—to women. This "payback" tradition, sometimes with a "rule of three" higher value, is a major, romantic, and highly commercialized holiday.
It had been there for years. The stolen glances, the lingering touches, the way your heart sped up when you saw him. You never acted on it. Neither did he. You were professionals after all, and you worked together. You couldn’t afford to lose the best job you’d ever had just because you had feelings for Seunghyun.
It was a random Tuesday in February when it happened. Your hand had slipped during a measurement, accidentally brushing against him. Your breath had caught, praying he hadn’t noticed.
The touch had been feather light, something most men would ignore, but not Seunghyun. The touch sending a shockwave through his body. His eyes lowered to yours as an involuntary moan escaped his lips. He couldn’t help it, he’d always been extra sensitive. Your eyes widened at the noise. You needed to hear that again.
You moved to measure the other side, your hands more deliberate this time and Seunghyun squirmed out of your touch. His eyes stayed on yours, almost as if he was daring you to do it again. You moved, the measuring tap falling down his thigh and you scooted in closer to get the actual measurement.
“Ji?” Jiyong’s head turned to Seunghyun's from where he sat on the couch. “Can you give us a minute?”
He raised a brow, looking between the two of you, nodded and stood. “Sure, Hyung. We have to leave in thirty for that dinner. I’ll meet you in the lobby?”
Jiyong's fitting had been done for a while, but he always hung back to wait for Seunghyun. It was sweet, really, how close they were. Seunghyun nodded at Jiyong and the younger man made his way out of the room.
Seunghyun waited, his eyes in the door for a minute. He wanted to make sure the coast was clear before he made his next move. You stayed still, on your knees, eyes wide as you stared up at Seunghyun.
“What was that?” You blinked at him, eyes still wide, a hint of innocence behind them.
“I’m measuring your inseam?”
“Mhm.”
“Seunghyun, it was an accident.”
Seunghyun didn’t say anything, his hand moving to scratch his mess of hair, eyes staying on yours. He was thinking over his next move carefully. Seunghyun had never been the type for casual hook ups, most fans' sexual desires for him freaked him out. And you - well, he cared about you a great deal and didn’t want this to be some casual thing that went nowhere.
But he had a problem, his dick was throbbing from the “accidental” touch and he’d been thinking about you non step since he met you. He might actual combust right here. As if on instinct, his hand moved to his crotch, adjusting his hard on in his pants, your eyes following his every movement.
“Need some help with that?” Your words seemed to shock you both, you hadn’t meant to say them out loud and Seunghyun barked a laugh.
“I-uh, sure.”
Your body reacted before your brain could and you reached out, unzipping the fly of his pants. Your hand palming him through the fabric of his boxers. The moan Seunghyun let out was delicious and you licked your lips, freeing his leaking cock from his boxers.
Your tongue darted out, circling the tip, your eyes staying on his and you smirked as you watched his eyes roll back into his head. Your hand began pumping him quickly, your mouth following the rhythm. Seunghyun's hand moved to tangle in your hair, pushing your head so that you took him in your mouth fully. His tip hitting the back of your throat causing you to moan.
You could feel yourself getting wet, soaked through your panties if you had to guess. You didn’t care though, this was about him right now, about making him feel so good. Your hand moved, cradling his balls and he shook at your touch.
“Fuck.” He whispered, his eyes opening to look at you.
The sensitivity of his balls awakened something inside of him and he released his grip on your hair, allowing you to move slightly before he set a fast, rough movement of his hips. Thrusting in your mouth quickly. You fought to keep up with his movements, gagging every time his tip hit the back of your throat roughly.
“You like when I fuck your mouth, don’t you?” You moaned in response.
It took only a few more movements before Seunghyun was cumming in your mouth. You swallowed every last drop before leaning back on your heels, wiping your mouth in the process.
“That was…” Seunghyun trailed off, not wanting to sound cheesy. But that had probably been the best head he’d ever gotten.
You nodded in response as you stood up. “I’ll have the final outfits for you guys in a few days.” You looked down at your phone, noting the time with a snort. “Happy Valentine’s Day, Seunghyun.”
“We should talk about this?” Seunghyun moved to stand in front of you, you looked up at him with a shrug.
“Just a friend, helping another friend out. Nothing to talk about, I promise work won’t be weird or anything.” Seunghyun stopped you from moving, his hand cradling your face softly.
“Is that what we are?” You blinked.
“Of course it is.”
“So, if I said I had feelings for you?” A sigh of relief escaped your lips in response.
“I do too, I just never wanted to act on it. Work would be so weird.” Seunghyun smiled, his heard lowering to yours.
“Come to dinner with us. We can figure everything else out later.” You nodded.
Seunghyun kissed your lips softly, before pulling away. His hand found yours and he led you downstairs where Jiyong was waiting in the lobby. The younger man looked between you two, your hands, and then back up at you with a smirk.
“Have fun?” He checked his phone. “Fifteen minutes? Interesting.” He laughed.
“Shut up Jiyong.”
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The next month went by in a blur. You and Seunghyun spent every ounce of free time you had together, basking in the thrill of being a new couple. The guys were getting ready for their world tour - which meant as their stylist, so were you. You were so excited to be able to spend the majority of the year by his side. You hadn’t even had a chance to think about the possibility of a split or psych yourself out.
It was March 14th, a traditional day of men giving back to their partners for Valentine’s Day and Seunghyun was on his way over for a private dinner at home. He was going to cook (you had take out ready to go when this failed), and he’d promised a spa night followed by movies. You could both use some r&r.
You’d spent the day cleaning up your apartment, your cat, Mochi watched from the shadows, not much of a fan of cleaning. The place was spotless by the time Seunghyun showed up, takeout in hand.
“I thought you were cooking?”
He shrugged as he stepped inside your apartment, setting the bag down on the counter and sliding out of his shoes.
“Jiyong thought it best to not give you food poisoning on white day.” You snorted.
“How very thoughtful of him.” You peered inside the bag, pulling out takeout, a small smile on your face. “Take out from the same place we had our first date? You big ol’ softy.” You teased.
Seunghyun came to stand in front of you, his arms folding you into a warm embrace. “Only the best for my princess.” He mumbled, his voice low.
Over the last month you’d gotten to see a whole new side of Seunghyun. He was so loud when he was with the guys, constantly with the jokes and you’d come to realize that was just how he kept up moral with the group. Where Jiyong was strict, Seunghyun was a light in the darkness, keeping them motivated.
Outside of work though, he was soft, gentle, still hilarious, just in a much more calm and relaxed way. Maybe even a bit shy. He’d hesitated the first time he’d kissed you, which was funny considering that night in the fitting rooms. You hadn’t been sexual since, though. Not wanting your whole relationship to be about sex.
You opted to sit down on your couch, a movie playing in the background as you ate. Seunghyun, trying to be a gentleman, was doing his best to keep his eyes on the screen. A challenge, considering your shorts rode up your thighs every time you moved.
He’d be lying if he said he hadn’t thought about returning the favor from a month ago, many times. Maybe he thought about it too much. When he couldn’t sleep, or just needed to release the tension, he’d close his eyes and picture his cock in your mouth and that would do it for him. Over and over again.
“Seunghyun?” He hadn’t realized you’d been talking and he blinked before turning to face you. “You ok?”
“Yeah…yeah.” He cleared his throat, his eyes darting to your legs before moving back to your face. “Just thinking about part two of pampering you.”
“Oh?” He nodded.
“Come on.”
He stood, holding out a hand for you. You raised a brow before taking his hand, allowing him to lead you through the apartment. You were amazed how he floated through the space like he belonged there. Like he’d been there a million times. And he had been, your place had always been the post show/work hang out spot for years. It was closest to everything. You’d picked it for convenience when you’d gotten hired on by YG and it had worked in your favor ever since.
“Change into your favorite robe, and come get me when you’re ready.”
Seunghyun stepped out of your room, the bedroom door closing with a soft click behind him. You chuckled to yourself as you made your way to your walk in closet. Picking out a soft, silky, pink robe you changed and opened the door slightly. Suddenly feeling nervous about how exposed you were.
“Ready to be pampered.” You joked and Seunghyun made his way inside.
He stopped at the sight of you, he was definitely in over his head. He figured you’d put on something big, covering up your clothes and hadn’t been expecting a nearly see-through piece. He cleared his throat and got to work laying out massage oils.
“Lay down.”
You followed his instructions, you back exposed to him as you made yourself comfortable. You could hear movement behind you and then felt the dip of the bed as Seunghyun moved to sit next to you. His hands made their way to the robe, pulling it down ever so slightly before you felt the cool liquid of the oil hit your shoulder.
He took his time, working your sore muscles, all those months of sewing costumes had to be straining on your neck and shoulder muscles, especially. Seunghyun just wanted to make sure you knew how appreciated you were. A massage was the best way to help showcase his gratitude. At least that’s what he told himself. This had been an innocent plan in his head when he’d suggested a spa night.
But then you moaned at his touch and he went rigid. The sound music to his ears and he wondered if that was how you’d felt when you hand had brushed against him last month. If so, he understood why you’d lost control, why you had to have him in that moment.
His hand moved, unclasping your bra as he worked your back muscles, you didn’t stop him, instead, your worked your bra off completely, the robe falling down your back. Seunghyun pulled it off you gently, his hands going back to your skin.
With each movement you could feel the pull in your stomach, your body reacting to just his touch. His hand moved up your back and without a second thought, he slipped his hand around, caressing your breast. Your breath caught in your throat but upon instant you couldn’t help but arch slightly, letting his hand cup your breast fully.
He squeezed gently, his finger toying with your nipple and your eyes shot open as the moan fell loudly from our lips. You craned your neck, locking eyes with him as he leaned forward. Placing a trail of kisses along your back.
“Is this ok?” He mumbled against your skin and you nodded. This was more than ok.
“Yes.” You managed to get out, words suddenly becoming harder to get out.
“Roll over.”
You moved, rolling into your back and Seunghyun wasted no time, his lips moving to where his hand had been, his tongue swirling around your nipple. His other hand, pinching your other nipple. He moved down your body, leaving soft kisses as he moved. The massage long forgotten, he needed to hear that perfect little moan again.
He stopped at your panties, his eyes locking with yours as he hooked his thumbs into the material and you nodded. You were long past the need to ask for permission, and so was he. He slid your panties off slowly, his lips moving to kiss your thigh. You were soaked, and you moved slightly, your thighs rubbing together.
Seunghyun pushed them apart, his breath tickling your skin and your eyes slipped closed as his tongue licked a stripe from your center to your clit. He moaned as he lapped up your slick. The taste of you was something he knew he’d never get tired of.
His tongue flicked against your clit, slow and steady as his had moved, fingers curling inside of you. You moaned and Seunghyun smirked. The most amazing noise he’d ever heard. His eyes shot up to look at you and you fought the urge to slip yours closed. Your fingers tangling in his hair, pushing him to move faster.
“Seunghyun.” You breathed and he resumed his work.
Tongue moving in sync with his fingers, your back arching off the bed. You could feel your orgasm building inside of you, your breathing replaced by soft moans that you couldn’t seem to control.
“I’m so close.” You managed to get out a few minutes later.
Seunghyun responded by working faster. His fingers working you faster, his own moan of pleasure escaping him. The vibration of his vocal chords along with the movement of his tongue causing you to hit your climax. You back arching off the bed, Seunghyun’s head moving with you as he worked you through your orgasm.
You fell back on the bed, your body relaxing as you took a few breaths to slow your heartbeat back down. That was incredible. You’d always figured Seunghyun would be good with his hands, you hadn’t imagined how amazing his mouth would be. You’d never let yourself think about it, in fear of him driving you crazy and you never getting to experience this.
Now that you had it, you weren’t sure you ever wanted to let him go. You two were electric together. You watched as he moved his fingers to his mouth, licking them clean. It turned you on all over again and your thighs shut together, tightly. He smirked before leaning over you, placing a soft kiss to your lips.
“I think I might be in love with you.” He chuckled, his body hovering over yours.
“I think that might be the orgasm talking.” He teased, his lips moving to peck the tip of your nose, you cheek, and then finally your lips again.
“No Seunghyun, I’m serious. I think I’ve known it since we met. I was just too afraid to take the next step.”
Your arms found their way to his back, clawing at his shirt.
“I think I might be in love with you too.” He nodded.
He’d been in love with you for as long as he could remember. Now that he had you, he never wanted to let you go. And now that you’d helped him discard his clothes, he planned on showing you all night long just how much you meant to him. When he finally sunk into you, it was like two pieces of a puzzle finally fitting together. You were made for each other. Your bodies perfectly completing each other.
He took his time, pouring all his love into each movement. And when you came, it was together. Him holding you tight as he released inside of you. You curled up together after that, Seunghyun holding you tightly as you both drifted off to sleep. This had been the perfect gift. You weren’t sure how either of you would top this next year, but you had time. For now, you just wanted to focus on this. The perfect beginning of your forever.
