A/N : Multiple Anons asked for a Jae smut, so, ayyye!
Summary: You’re better at gaming than Jae imagined and it’s his turn to pay the price of his own stupid bet.
“All I’m saying is you can’t beat me at sticks and stones babe,” Jae laughed, ripping a controller from Young K’s hands and passing it to you. “You can’t aim tomahawks to save your life.”
“Bet!!” You squealed. “I’ll end you!”
Young K rolled his eyes and stood up. “I’m gonna get some food.”
You took the chance to lean in close and propose a wager to your cocky boyfriend. “Winner gets to tie the loser to your bed. Fifteen minutes of the winner doing whatever they want.”
Jae cocked an eyebrow. “Alright. You’re in for the longest fifteen minutes of your life.“
The drive home only took twenty minutes and it was no surprise Jae was having a tantrum the entire way home.
“You cheated.”
You rolled your eyes. “You lost fair and square. Grow up.”
“Fuck!” He complained. “Babe.. I- I’ve never been tied up before… I’m kind of nervous.”
You smiled sweetly and grabbed his thigh a bit higher than he expected. He startled at your touch and glanced away from the road, just long enough to see your expression to which he shook his head.
“I’d feel better if you were naked too…” he muttered.
“How is it a fair bet if I have to get naked too?!”
“Fu- Damn it babe!” He exhaled slowly as your hand moved north, grazing the tip of his cock. He took a long breath before speaking again. “What about- My pink sweatshirt you look so fucking hot in and your underwear?”
“Hmmmmm,” You teased, leaning in to whisper right against his ear. “What if I’m not wearing underwear?”
“Shit,” he practically moaned as you nipped at his ear.
You sat back properly in your seat. “I’m only joking, baby. That sounds fair. Pink sweatshirt and undies. You got it.”
Jae’s breath caught in his throat as your thumb grazed over his nipple. He was helpless, sitting against the headboard with his hands tied. You knew how sensitive his nipples were and it was exhilarating knowing that you could finally use it to your full advantage. You blew cold breath against his perked bud and he shivered, tugging at the ropes that had his wrists bound to the headboard.
“Baaaaabe…” he whined breathlessly.
You giggled, flicking your tongue playfully against his nipple before blowing again. He let out a raspy groan and rolled his hips upward, grazing against your clit through your thin panties. For a moment you thought of scolding him, but the friction of his fully erect cock rubbing you in all the right places only made you moan.
“Oh my God…” his eyes scrunched shut as you pinched softly at his left nipple.
You hummed in response. “You like that baby?” You leaned down, sucking his right nipple into your mouth. His body trembled beneath you and you bit harshly at his soft skin, leaving him with a small mark that made him moan under his breath.
“Babe, please…”
“What’s the rush?” You teased with a soft peck on his lips. “We have all night.” You sighed as you pleased yourself in his lap, rolling your hips in small circles against him.
“I’m already so hard…” he groaned, trying to lean forward enough to persuade you with a kiss.
You ignored his desperation and flicked the pads of your thumbs over his nipples again and pinching them much harder this time. Jae mewled and threw his head back. His diaphragm shook as unsteady breaths escaped him and you felt his cock twitch between your legs. This only fueled your hunger for him, and you rolled his nipples between your fingers as you sucked harshly at his collarbone, leaving another beautiful red mark. You ground your hips against him with more force and felt another strong twitch from his cock. He whimpered and let his head fall forward.
“Jae.” You tilted your head curiously to look at him as a large wet spot soaked through your panties. “Did you just cum?”
His sat quietly, staring at the juncture of where your bodies met and shook his head almost shamefully in denial. You rocked your hips at a faster pace against him and his arms thrashed as he yanked at the bounds around his wrist.
“Fuck!” He snarled, eyes now glued to yours. “Babe, holy fuck! Please.”
You tightened the grip your fingers had on his nipples and he let out an a sound you had never heard from him. It was the lowest, growliest moan and he clenched his teeth, hissing at the sensitivity taking him whole. His mouth fell open slightly and your stomach flipped as you saw how entirely blown his pupils were, practically making his eyes black. He looked so fucked out, and all you could muster was a long moan as you ground your throbbing clit against the head of his cock.
“FUCK!” He mewled again. “Time’s up. Babe. Fuck. Please.”
You stilled for a moment and climbed out of his lap to grab your phone and check the timer you had set. “It’s only been 6 minutes, Jae.” He shook his head in utter disbelief and you waved the phone in his face tauntingly.
He sighed and tried pleading again, this time using the whiniest voice he could muster. “Baby I- I just wanna put my hands on you. Come on. Let me touch you.”
“You want to feel me Jaehyung?” You rubbed teasingly at your panties, pressing Jae’s sticky cum spot against your clit and moaning.
“Please…” He was shaking in desperation. “Yes. God yes. I want to feel you. Please.”
You wobbled as you stood up on the bed and stepped toward Jae, noticeably relaxing into the headboard. He looked completely out of his mind. His cheeks were flushed and his breathing was still heavy. You knew he’d do anything to get you to stop teasing him, and he only hesitated a second before leaning forward as much as he could and licking a long strip up your cum soaked panties. You took another step and tangled your hands in his hair, rocking your hips into his face as he sucked at your clit through the thin layer of material.
Jae pushed out his tongue, tilting his head back, and let you take full control- fucking yourself against his face. “Oh my G- Jae!” You tried to loosen your grip on his hair, but your knees were buckling beneath you. Your underwear had slid deliciously between your folds and the pressure of Jae’s tongue had your stomach doing flips. He flattened and curled his tongue in perfect rhythm to the rocking of your hips and you could only swear in realization that he was actually licking his cum off your panties. He was that desperate to feel you and the thought alone made you want to cum.
Your weight finally fell from under you and you tried your best to sink slowly back into his lap. “I can’t believe you did that…” You chuckled and teased his lips with the tip of your tongue. “You taste so good.”
“Shit,” He breathed, trying to kiss you only to have you pull away with a devilish grin. “Baby, please untie me. I need to fuck you.”
You sat back just enough to rub your ass against his cock and he hissed through gritted teeth. You continued to rock back and forth in his lap while you worked another bright hickey into his neck. He tugged at the restraints in one last hopeless effort and when you finally looked at him you were shocked to see tears forming in his eyes. You stilled and ran your thumb across his bottom lip gently. His lips parted slightly as you spoke.
“Are you okay, baby?”
He let his tongue flick over your thumb slightly before kissing it and in the most defeated voice finally admitted: “I need to cum, babe… Like, fully cum... I need to cum so bad it hurts.”
You traced your thumb along his jaw and pulled him in for a gentle kiss before slipping your hands up the expanse of his arms and pulling the ropes free in one simple motion. You reached for the hem of his pink sweater to pull it over your head, but his hands grabbed at your wrists.
“Leave it on. You look so hot right now.”
Before you could muster a response Jae pushed you over and crawled between your legs. He devoured your neck, all teeth and harsh kisses, as his cock probed at your still clothed entrance. You were about to speak when his hand wrapped firmly around your throat, eliciting a squeak from you.
“It’s my turn. You don’t get to talk anymore.”
The moment the words passed his lips, you were both startled by the timer on your phone buzzing obnoxiously and you burst into laughter. Jae was much less amused, and reached for your phone, silencing it with his other hand still tight around your throat. You whimpered as his glossy eyes met yours again but he only smirked as he pushed your panties to the side and eased himself inside of you. A soft moan escaped you, encouraging him to squeeze tighter at your throat. You clung to his shoulders, nails pressing into his smooth skin as he rocked into you at a steady pace.
“I’m not going to last long.” His voice was already shaking and you knew all your teasing had him right on the verge. You gasped as a breathy moan escaped him and you watched him suck his bottom lip between his teeth. “Fuck, I can’t believe how wet you are.”
Your legs wrapped firmly around his waist and you pushed yourself upward, desperate for more friction. His fingers slipped from your throat to your jaw and he squeezed your chin tightly as he leaned in to press a sloppy kiss on your lips. You took a deep breath as he rocked backwards and slammed into you with such force that your head hit the headboard. Jae apologized through a small giggle and this time kissed you softly, his tongue slipping between your lips and his hand moving from your chin to rub deep patterns against your clit.
You felt so full your toes curled, fingers still baring into Jae’s shoulders as you moaned his name breathlessly. His thrusts were still long and slow and you could tell he was trying to hold off for you. He always wanted to make sure you came first, but you knew how worked up he was. His chest was heaving shaky breaths and his hair clung beautifully to his forehead. Each time he brushed against your G-spot, you let out a soft squeak, but it all wasn’t enough for you.
“I need you to fuck me. God, please fuck me, Jae.” You shivered at your own words, fingers hooking underneath his jaw, making him look at you again. His hand moved from your clit with urgency, curling under your thigh and pushing your leg to your abdomen before he slammed into you. “Fuck! Just like that! Oh my God.”
You tossed your head back into your pillows, the new position causing you to squirm beneath him as he relentlessly fucked into you, not minding the way your nails raked down his back, leaving bright red trails in their wake. His eyes clenched shut and you felt the pleasant waves of your pussy convulsing around his girth, you were so undeniably close to cumming. Jae couldn’t stop the raspy whines spilling from his mouth as he moaned your name over and over before finally pulling out and spilling his warm sticky cum all over your panties, and a few spurts stained his pink sweatshirt he insisted you leave on.
You wiggled as you watched him drag his fingers through the mess he’d left and press them into your all-too-willing mouth, pumping them as he watched you suck them clean. You whimpered as he smeared his wet fingers across your cheek with a menacing grin, and climbed out of bed.
“J-Jae…” You muttered weakly.. “I- Baby, I didn’t cum…” You frowned, confused as to why he would assume you did when he knows your body so well. He always comments on the little habits of your orgasm. Biting at his shoulder, holding your breath, and digging your nails so deeply into his skin that he nearly bleeds every time. He knew damn well how your body reacted, and you couldn’t help but be offended that he was acting so selfish.
He laughed from the side of the bed, looking over at you and pulling open the bedside drawer in search of something. He nodded his head seemingly to himself, pulling out a small black vibrator and pushing the drawer shut.
“Oh, babe…” He cocked his brow at you playfully and ran the vibrator tauntingly up your thigh. “We’re not done yet.”
Summary: Cliche soulmate!au where your soulmates first words your soulmate says to you are written on your wrist.
Your mother warned you that the eve of your 21st birthday you would find a small quote enscripted in your skin. She told you how they would be the first words your soulmate spoke to you.
Your father warned you not to show it to anyone because boys tend to think with the wrong head, and would try anything to swindle their way into such a pretty girls pants.
Your sister told you how wonderful it is hearing those words go from ink on your skin to the mouth of your soulmate. The way the fireworks erupt and you heart melts into the hands of your lover.
Your brain told you this all had to be a big fat fucking joke.
You tugged your sleeve down, covering your wrist and the words written across them. You took your father’s advice. The less people who knew about them the less chance of some loser spewing them just to get into your pants. Besides, the chances that anybody were actually going to speak the words on your wrist were highly unlikely.
You stepped out of the Science Department front doors and began your short walk back to the dorms. You were glad it was finally a warm day and decided to take a little shortcut, but the moment you stepped onto the crosswalk brakes squealed and a small beat up Honda Civic was just inches away from ending you. You screamed, smacked the hood of his car, and held up both middle fingers to him. All he did was smile apologetically and wave you across the road.
“What a douchebag” you thought to yourself. “Literally almost kills me and then he just smiles. What the fuck?”
You tossed your bag on the floor and face planted into your bed. The moment sleep threatened to rip you away from reality your roommate swung open the door and plopped down on your bed.
“Are you getting ready or what?”
“For what?” You groaned.
Raeh rolled her eyes, “that little mixer or whatever. The boys from Kappa Sig invited us over, remember?”
You let out a dramatic wail and pulled your pillow over your head. “No.” You mumbled.
“YES!” She ripped tour pillow away from your face an chucked it across the room. “Please! You know Wonpil will be there. You also know I have NO game so you have to wingman!!”
“Goddamn you, Raeh.”
“Atta girl!” She smirked. “Lets go!”
It wasn’t until you were in the Kappa Sigma house with a few mixed drinks in your system that you remembered the boy who had nearly hit you. Raeh had snuck off somewhere with Wonpil and left you making small talk with Dowoon when you spotted him.
“Ugh!” You scoffed. “What a prick! Do you know that guy?”
He laughed as you motioned towards him. “Jae? Everyone knows Jae.”
You rolled your eyes. “He’s an arrogant prick if you ask me.
You recalled the events of him nearly hitting you and Dowoon tried his best to assure you it was probably an accident, and Jae has a lot on his mind these days and meant no harm. His words did nothing to calm the fire fueling in the pit of your chest and finally you handed him your drink and shoved your way through people to approach Jae.
You didn’t even stop for a breath before waving a finger in his face and shouting. “YOU NEARLY KILLED ME, JACK ASS!”
Jae erupted into laughter and held his arm in the air. You tried to make out the writing across his wrist at an odd angle but the moment he spoke you knew exactly what was happening.
“Oh shit, waddup girl?!”
Your heart sunk to your chest in realization. You yanked your sleeve up your arm to reveal the words printed across your wrist in old fashioned comic sans. Oh Shit Waddup Girl. This was actually happening. You had finally put a voice to the words across your wrist. A frat boy. A memester. A complete idiot and a SHIT driver.
Warnings: Insane amounts of cuteness, fingering, public sex ?
Word Count: 2.1k
A/N : This is a collab I wrote with @/hoodiejaebum for someone I used to know.
Summary: “So can I please get a Sungjin smut where you buy him a new car for his birthday and he drives you to this old pier where it’s just the two of you and you sit on the end eating food you made for him, you lay on his bonnet to watch the sunset and then get in the car about to go home, but first he like sweet grabs your hand to kiss it and he’s whispering he loves you and leans forward to kiss you softly, but then it turns into some nice passionate car sex :) thanks”
You smiled to yourself, pride bubbling from every pore in your body, as you handed $800 cash to your neighbor. “Thank you so much, Mr. Tao. Seriously. Sungjin is going to be so excited to have a car again.”
He counted the cash with a smirk. “You guys have always been great neighbors to me. It’s an honor to help out a couple of lovebirds. My wife and I weren’t always this old, you know.”
You beamed, shook his hand politely, and he handed over the keys and a freshly signed title to cherry-red 1995 Ford Mustang. Sungjin had been in a funk since his car accident and saving every penny he had since to get a new vehicle. Little did he know, you had done the same and you knew the Mustang would suit him perfectly. He was always making little comments about how much he loved Mr. Tao’s car, and you were tickled when he didn’t hesitate to sell it to you.
“Do you think I could leave it over here? Just until later when he gets home. He has no idea–”
“No problem!” He interrupted with a genuine smile. “I would love to see his reaction.”
The table was set and waiting for Sungjin to walk through the door. Truth be told, you were a terrible cook, so you had spent the last 3 hours buying a mixture of his favorite foods from restaurants around town and set the table with Hershey’s Kisses and birthday confetti scattered around the entrees. You even had enough time to go find a perfect sized black box to set the keys to his new car in and scribbled I love you across the top in silver sharpie.
The moment he walked through the door you squealed and made a beeline for the living room. You wrapped your arms tightly around his neck, and you felt him smile as you greeted him with a long kiss.
“Happy birthday, baby,” you cooed. “Come here! I got everything set and waiting!”
You gave him no time to respond or even take off his shoes and jacket before dragging him back toward the dining room. He chuckled and let you pull him along.
“I got everything you love!” You gestured towards the table dramatically, still entirely smitten.
“Everything I love is holding my hand right now,” he teased. “It’s perfect babe. Really, you didn’t have to do all this.”
“There’s something else!” You practically skipped closer to the table to grab the small box and pushed it into his hands. “Open it!”
He shook his head, completely surprised. “You know you didn’t hav-”
You kissed him before he could finish. “Just open it. Please?”
You danced anxiously on your toes as he pulled the keys from the box and dangled them in front of both of you curiously.
“Uhm,” he chuckled nervously. “What is this, babe?”
“Come here! Come on!”
Before he could interrupt, you were dragging him back out the front door and across the way to Mr. Tao’s house. He must’ve been keeping watch, because the moment you stepped in his driveway, he and his wife walked out the front door and waved. You smiled brightly at them and Sungjin stopped a moment to bow his head to the both of them.
“Come onnnn,” you urged. “You’re so slow.”
You pulled him towards the Mustang and threw your hands up dramatically.
“Ta-da!!”
“Babe. What? I–” he fumbled over his words.
You softened, “I bought it for you. I know how much you love this car, and Mr. Tao gave me a more-than-generous price for it. Do you like it?”
He paused, completely awestruck. “Baby, you’re serious?? I- I don’t even know what to say! I love it. I love you.”
You faintly heard the Tao’s clapping through your heart pounding in your ears as Sungjin pulled you in tightly and gave you a firm kiss. He walked in circles around the car in disbelief, almost as if he touched it, it would disappear.
Finally he looked at you with big doe eyes. “Can we pack the food up and go somewhere? I know the perfect spot.”
Sungjin’s hand never left your thigh as you two drove for just over an hour. The drive was quiet, but comfortably so. You watched out the window as houses seemed to become less and less prominent, until there was almost nothing in sight besides an old lighthouse and an old run-down pier. Sungjin gave your thigh a firm squeeze and you finally looked toward him. The sun was setting just behind him and every inch of his skin was catching fire in the glow of dusk. You leaned over to kiss him on the cheek before slipping your hand into his.
“It’s beautiful here. How come we’ve never been?”
“I don’t know…” he admitted shyly. “It never seemed like the right time I guess.”
You grinned and admired the scene as he parked the car. The sunset was reflecting on the still water, almost in a perfect mirror to the sky. By far it was one of the most beautiful places you had ever been, even in its sincere simplicity.
“I can’t believe you bought me a car.” Sungjin shook his head as he opened your door.
“Do you like it?” You asked as you took his hand. “Like, really like it?”
He kissed your forehead and looked directly into your eyes. “Baby, I love it.”
You sat on the hood of the Mustang with your head against his shoulder as the two of you caught the end of the sunset and ate the variation of takeout you brought along. The wind had a cold nip to it, but you didn’t mind. Instead, you snuggled closer to his side and he kissed your temple.
“I love you,” you whispered.
Sungjin didn’t reply. Instead, he slid off the roof of the car and nuzzled himself between your legs, pulling at your shirt to bring you closer. You giggled, but it was short lived as his lips captured yours in a kiss filled with hunger. He still tasted like his last piece of kimbap, but you were too captivated by the way his tongue was melding into yours to notice.
“Should we–”
You tried to breathe, but his hands slid to the back of your neck, pulling you impossibly close, unwilling to part from your lips. You steadied your hands against his chest and pushed him back slightly with a sheepish grin.
“Should we be doing this? Right out in the open, I mean?”
“Why, babe?” He smirked. “Afraid of getting caught?”
You glared at him, this time giving him a playful shove and scooting off the hood of the car. “I think it’d just be warmer in the front seat.”
He chuckled while you pulled him to the passenger side, opened the door, and pushed him back into the seat. Slipping your hands under his shirt, you straddled him snugly and gasped as you already felt his cock constricting against his jeans. You ground down in his lap and he let out a low grunt. It was his turn to slip his hand under your blouse and you shivered as his cold fingertips met your skin. Your nails dug lightly into the skin of his abdomen as he made his way underneath your bra, running the pads of his thumbs against your nipples. Your back arched into his touch and your pressed yourself roughly into his lap again.
“Fuck, you’re so pretty like this.”
You smirked, and helped him pull your shirt over your head and undo your bra– laughing as you draped it over the rearview mirror. He leaned in, desperately taking your breast into his mouth as you pulled harshly at his hair, his right hand squeezing at the other while his left slipped inside the band of your leggings.
He stopped abruptly. “No panties?”
You shook your head and sighed into the sensation of his finger rubbing circles against your clit. The contrast of his rough hands against your soft skin was enough to force a breathy moan from your throat, your hips bucking into his hand. “Jesus, babe,” you breathed as he danced his fingers along your entrance.
Sungjin looked up at you from between your breasts, his pupils blown out and his gaze sultry. You gasped as he filled you with his index finger, and he sunk his teeth into his bottom lip. Your fingers dug into his shoulders, issuing a grunt from Sungjin. He was enjoying this, the way he had full control of your body. He smirked at the way your lips parted, and you gasped as he added another finger to the mix, your hips now rolling into his hand.
Sungjin let a breath hiss from between his teeth, his fingers stilling just as quickly as they’d begun pumping.
“Fuck,” he breathed, “I wanna feel myself inside you.”
You smirked and pulled away long enough for him to undo his pants, helping him pull them around his thighs. He pulled you out of your leggings and pressed your hips against his, grinding you down on him, eliciting a moan of pleasure from the both of you as your clit ground into his cock. “I need you so bad,” he breathed, kissing your neck. You nodded, lifted your hips just enough that he could guide his cock into your entrance. He grabbed a condom from the center console (good thinking, past you), opened it with his teeth, discarding the wrapper somewhere on the floor of the car, and rolled it down onto himself. He squeezed the reservoir at the tip, then pulled you down on him.
You smiled down at him as he threw his head back into the seat at the contact, a moan slipping from his perfect mouth within seconds. His hands slid from your thighs to your knees, half-squeezing their way to your hips as you adjusted to his girth. Sungjin’s rough hands wrapped around your hips–holding them so tightly that you knew he’d leave bruises, unwilling to let anything part you from him– and began rolling them slowly into his own.
He started slow. “You’re so beautiful, Y/N,” he whispered, his voice husky with lust. He pulled you harder against him, your fingertips moving from his shoulders to cup his jaw in your hands. Your mouth melded with his, fighting fire with fire for dominance over the kiss as he thrusted into you with everything he had.
Your lips came away raw and you were gasping, your walls starting to tremble. Sungjin knew that look, and he braced you with one hand on your hip, the other dancing its way to your clit. He rubbed gentle circles with his rough finger, his eyes never leaving your face.
“Mmm, let me feel you cum baby,” he whispered, his mouth inches from yours. He pressed his finger harder into your clit, rubbing faster and faster with each stroke until finally, blissfully, you were tossed over the edge of orgasm. Your walls collapsed deliciously around his cock and you swore, gasping and sweating and calling out his name like he was the one who created you.
“Fuck, Sungjin– oh God, Sungjin, fuck me!” you ground out, his mouth on yours, drowning out any other sound you made.
“I just wanted to taste my name on your lips,” he breathed, his lips trailing over your neck as he pumped into you faster, his thrusts becoming sloppier and shorter as he neared his climax.
Sungjin was on the verge of coming, and you clenched your muscles around him, causing his eyes to widen as he pumped into you faster still. You grinned, your eyes fluttering closed with the intensity of the way his cock slammed into you over and over.
“Cum for me,” you breathed, your mouth crashing with his. He filled the condom between you with his seed, swearing and pulling your sweating body against his, his mouth falling from yours as he did so. You loved watching him come undone– it was your favorite thing, actually, and he never disappointed. He looked like an angel underneath you, sweating and panting.
You rested your forehead against his, your mouth connecting sweetly with his one last time before you slid off his lap and into the seat next to him.
“I guess we’ve broken it in now,” he said, smiling as he put his pants back on and threw the soiled condom into the wastebasket you’d cleverly thought to put in the backseat. You smiled at him and pulled your leggings back on in your own seat. “I’ll say,” you giggled.
He started the car, his hand connecting with your thigh.
“Thank you again, baby. I love it. Almost as much as I love you,” Sungjin smiled sweetly.
A/N : This is a super cliche concept. Best Friend sexual tension mostly angsty type of thing.
Summary: “Young K smut please >.< angsty too >.< and a tiny bit of fluff!” –Anon
You could feel the subtle burn of cinnamon as his tongue slipped into your mouth. You noticed as he stuck his gum to the rim of his drink preparing for the kiss, but you loved that as his lips pressed gently against yours the flavor licked against your senses.
There was an underlying tone hidden within the intoxicating mask of cinnamon that you couldn’t shake; the unmistakable taste of every brokenhearted one night stand the two of you shared. This indulgence always began when another man came to swoop you from underneath your feet, only to drop you off the nearest balcony and straight into Brian’s bed once again. He was your best friend, after all, and you thought maybe it wasn’t so weird that he knew just how to fuck you out of another heartache. Though he always seemed to make it known to anyone–except you–how uncomfortable it was on his end to wake up to an empty bed littered with the scent of the girl he loved so desperately. His best friend. His “just friends” best friend.
“Alright, alright!” Sungjin’s voice finally cut through the heat of your kiss. “Time’s up. Young K, it’s your turn.”
Hearing Brian’s nickname caught you slightly off guard. You all hadn’t been together as a whole group in a while, so you had to stop yourself from correcting Sungjin. You were the only one who called him by his real name. He laughed awkwardly and ran his hand through his hair. Maybe truth or dare was a little childish for a group of college students, but there were worse things you could be doing. You weren’t surprised that Sungjin had dared the two of you to kiss, but it was a shock to Brian the way you so confidently agreed and tossed your hair over your shoulder.
“Jae, truth or dare?”
Jae tilted his head in an attempt to be cocky. “Hit me with a dare, big boy.”
“Alright.” Brian sighed and glanced around the room. “I dare you to do a strip tease to one of those cover songs you’re always putting on YouTube.”
Jae chuckled and pressed his tongue to his cheek,. “’Les get it!”
It was a total cop out on Jae’s part. He chose a 57 second video he had made of him covering Strip by Chris Brown. He ran his hands up and down his thighs, twerked slightly, and as soon as he unbuttoned his pants the song had ended and everyone was booing. Dowoon’s shy girlfriend even joined in, and you were glad she seemed to finally be relaxing around your little group of friends. It seemed like almost no time had passed before someone called on Brian again. Wonpil’s boyfriend smiled coyly as he chose Truth.
“So what’s the deal with you two?” He glanced from you back to Brian. “Are you in love or wh-”
“No!” He cut him off with a drunken laugh. “No. Not at all. That’s weird as hell. We’re just friends. That’s it. That’s all it ever will be.”
The blush that traced your cheeks at the question had quickly turned to knots in your stomach. He wasn’t wrong. You were just friends, but the way he seemed so repulsed by the question really threw you off. He nudged your shoulder with his and you smiled before giving a quick nod.
“I need to pee.”
Sungjin caught your eye as you stood up to make your way towards the bathroom and gave you the most pathetic sympathetic smile to which you just nodded again. Nobody else really seemed to notice how your demeanor changed before you snuck off. You took your time washing your hands and checking yourself in the mirror before stepping back into the hallway. You noticed Sungjin from the corner of your eye and followed him into his bedroom only to throw yourself dramatically onto his bed with a sigh.
“How’s the game going?”
He chuckled and plopped down beside you. “It’s pretty much just a makeout fest. I told everyone goodnight.”
“Awww!” You pouted dramatically. “Does little Sungjinnie have nobody to make out with?”
He rolled his eyes and rolled over to face you. “Well there is someone-”
“Jae?! Oh my god!” You squealed, “I always knew it! I could feel the spark and you know I totally saw the way you watched him during his little strip tease. Sungjin, just take what’s yours!”
He laughed and tried to cover your mouth, but you kept going. “Just scream that you love him and smash your mouths together and kiss the fu-”
Suddenly Sungjin’s firm hand over your mouth became his lips. He didn’t even give you time to react before he pulled away and began apologizing, but in all honesty it felt right. You pulled him back to you by the collar of his shirt and kissed him back. His tongue slipped effortlessly into your mouth and momentarily the thoughts of Brian were pushed out of your mind. For a moment you almost thought you could see this working, if it weren’t for Sungjin’s door slamming shut and startling both if you out of your heated daze.You jumped out of Sungjin’s bed, startled, and flung the door back open only to see Young K still on the other side of the door. His back was to you and his arms were holding his weight against the adjacent wall. You swallowed the lump in your throat and with a quiet, shaky breath you finally spoke.
“We’re just friends, Brian. Right?”
The drive to your apartment was awkward–and if it wasn’t for your roommate Jae’s inability to shut the hell up–it might have been quiet. You stared out the window, occasionally shrugging in response until he whipped the cat out of the bag.
“So you and Brian, huh?”
“There’s no ‘me and Brian’, Jae,” you spat. “Just drop it.”
“I know you two are in love, dude. Why not just get together and stop making this more of a mess than it needs to be?”
You finally turned your gaze from the window to face him. “It would complicate everything and ruin our friendship. How can you not see that? You heard what he said. ‘Just friends and that’s all it’ll ever be.’ Also, what about Sungjin? He’s been in love with me since grade school and tonight I kissed him… I just- How do you go back from that? He’s Bri’s roommate.” You inhaled slowly and paused. “It’s just that no matter who I choose, somebody is going to be hurt and it’s probably going to be me”
“So you like Sungjin?”
“N-no! No.” You struggled. “Yes? Fuck, Jae, I don’t know!”
He put the car in park and you realized you were already home. Jae nodded before patting you on the head like a child. “But you definitely like Brian.”
You stared at him and bit anxiously at your lip before finally nodding. “I do…”
“Then is there really a choice to be made?”
You hated how honest Jae was sometimes, and even more so, you hated that he was actually right. There wasn’t really a choice here. You wanted Brian, but he made things pretty clear when he announced in front of everyone that you were just friends only minutes after making out with you. You tossed and turned all night. You couldn’t stop thinking about him. The stupid dare, the dumb confession, kissing Sungjin, and the way Brian reacted. If you two were really just friends, then why was he so upset? You groaned and grabbed your phone to check the time. 6:48 AM and 1 new message?
You sat up, quickly tapped in your knock code, and tightened your grip on your phone as you saw his name: Brian Kang. One new message from the asshole who kept you up all night. You hesitated before opening it, and were full of regret the moment you did.
>> Don’t hurt him okay? He really likes you.
You didn’t respond. In fact, eight days had passed since you had replied to a single message, voicemail, or phone call from Young K. You went as far as ignoring Dowoon when he text and asked you why you were avoiding everyone, and you felt guilty about that one. Unfortunately, it all caught up to you–no thanks to your asshole of a roommate.
“The guys are coming over.”
“The guys?” You questioned intently. “What guys exactly?”
“You know. The usual.” He forced a smile. “Dowoon, Wonpil, Whatever his boyfriend’s name is, and–” Jae mumbled and turned to walk away, but you caught his arm and glared at him.
“Brian?”
“Oh.” Jae coughed. “I don’t know. Yeah. Maybe?”
“Great!” You smiled. “Because Jaebum is having this killer party tonight so I won’t even be home. Have fun without me.”
Jae frowned and shook his head. “Why won’t you just talk to–”
“I said have fun!” You cut him off with a lot more spite in your tone than intended, but just rolled your eyes and walked away.
Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.
You slapped your palms against your head before resting your face in your hands. You were currently holed up in a filthy bathroom (obviously the apartment belonging to college-aged men) hating the fact that you didn’t put two and two together. You and Brian were avoiding one another. Of course he wouldn’t go to Jae’s party because there was possibility you’d be there. Now the two of you were mingling at the same party in the same tiny apartment, and you couldn’t seem to find an excuse in the world to escape this situation.
Someone tapped lightly on the door, and as you startled, you flushed the toilet to avoid any awkwardness in the way you had taken shelter in the bathroom. “Just a second!”
You turned the water on and began washing your hands in a quick manner. Trying to do your best in acting like you’d actually been going to the restroom and not wallowing in self pity for your current situation. Everything changed the moment you opened the door. Before you could even think, a strong hand was wrapped tightly around your wrist, pulling you back into the small room and clicking the door shut behind you. You noticed the familiar smell immediately and before your eyes even met, you knew Brian had blocked you in.
With no escape, you sat on the lid of the toilet once again. “What is it?”
You were avoiding eye contact at all costs, but he was practically hovering over you and you could feel his eyes burning into your skin. Suddenly, you felt naked and wrapped your arms tightly around yourself.
“Why are you avoiding me?” There was a tinge of pain in his voice.
“What do you mean? I’m not av–”
“Cut the shit.” The interruption caught you off guard and before you spoke again, he was kneeling in front of you and lifting your chin, forcing you to finally look at him. “I didn’t mean to hurt you. Saying we were just friends or whatever. I’m sorry. But you hurt me too.”
“I hurt you?! How?!” You snapped back.
“Oh I don’t know! How about sucking my roommates face off after kissing me?”
“It was a dare, Brian.” You sighed through your words. “A stupid dare.”
“So you felt nothing?”
You felt a knot growing in your chest, but you weren’t going to cry. Not sitting in some smelly bathroom and definitely not in front of him. Instead you shrugged and shook your head.
“Nothing.”
“Bullshit!” He shot back. “Every time you have your heart broken, you crawl into MY bed. Bullshit if you say it’s because I mean nothing.”
Your stomach churned with anxiety at his honesty. “Stop it.”
He grabbed your chin, urging you to look at him again. Instead, you squeezed your eyes shut as tight as you could manage. “I love you. You know that I do. You’ve always known, and I know you feel the same.”
Your breathing was growing rampant and you could suddenly feel your heart beating in your ears. “Please stop.”
“I need you to say it– Please say you love me. I need to hear you say it.“
“God damn it, Young K!” Even you were taken aback by the name. You never called him by his stupid nickname. You hated it, but it fell from your mouth full of pure venom as you shoved him away from you and stood up. “I said stop. This conversation is over.”
You made your way towards the door and once again his hand found its way around your wrist. “If you walk out that door…” He took a deep breath almost full of instant regret, but both of you were shocked by the words that slipped past his lips. “This friendship is over. Anything we were or ever could be is over. I’m serious.”
You didn’t glance back at him or even stall for a moment. Instead you ripped your arm from his grip, stormed out of the bathroom and straight towards the kitchen. You grabbed the first bottle of alcohol you could find, and without so much as a second thought, you popped the lid off and began chugging it.
“Easy there, Slugger.” Youngjae’s voice was soft and sweet as he tilted the bottle down from your lips.
You stared back at him with tear-filled eyes threatening to fall at any moment, and the sympathetic smile he gave you only made them sting worse. You smiled and brought the bottle back to your lips once more. He only shook his head and walked away.
You were surprised in the lack of burn from the liquor. It was extremely sweet and tasted purely of peach. It was all too easy to chug nearly half the bottle before Youngjae returned and pried it from your hands.
“Seriously Y/N, you need to put it down.” You rolled your eyes, but Youngjae only softened his tone. “This stuff is 99 proof and you’re a helluva lightweight. You’re not going to know what’s what within the next 20 minutes.”
“I’m sorry…” You squeaked, this time unable to fight back the tears rolling silently down your cheeks. “Thank you, Youngjae.”
“Hey, it’s okay. Let’s go get some air.”
You smiled as sweetly as you could manage and wiped your cheeks. “I kind of want to be alone, if that’s okay.”
He only nodded and watched as you made your way toward the small patio deck just outside the living room. You pulled the glass sliding door shut behind you and leaned against the metal railing, finally letting yourself cry.
You weren’t even sure what exactly the problem was. It’s not like you loved Brian. At least, you didn’t think so. He was your best friend though and a great piece of ass. Beyond that he was always there for you to use and abuse at your disposal.
“Oh… My god,” you choked out through a sob. You were terrible to him. How could he fall in love with you when you had been so selfish with him all these years? Always taking and never giving back, even if he didn’t expect anything of you. You felt your heart pounding in your head the more you thought about him, and as you wiped your face and reached for the sliding door you became aware of just how drunk you really were. You swayed and nearly tripped, but luckily you caught yourself on the handle of the door. You giggled as someone pulled it open unexpectedly.
“Bri- an,” you hicupped. “Gosh. I was jus’ drinkin’ ‘bout you.”
You chuckled to yourself at the cleverness and the small thought that flashed through your brain about how you went from sobbing to giggling so drastically. Brian only shook his head and sighed in frustration.
“How much did you drink? Youngjae said you chugged nearly half of a bottle.”
You smacked his chest. “How much did you drink?”
“I’m serious,” he said sternly. “How are you getting home?”
“I’m not!” You attempted to push past him, suddenly angered by all his questions. “Jae is havin’ a party which is where YOU are ‘p-posed to be. So can ya move now?”
He only shook his head again. “Come on. Let’s go. I’m taking you home.”
You’d like to say you put up a good fight, but at some point Brian put his hands on either side of your face and looked straight into your eyes just inches from your face. You held your breath as you studied the darkness of his eyes. You never noticed before, but they seemed to hold the slightest hint of maroon and somewhere between agreeing to go with him and the walk to the car you asked him if you could stay with him.
Just for tonight.
Of course he agreed–and ever the gentleman he was–he gave you a large shirt, grabbed his favorite pillow from his bed, and made himself comfortable on the couch. You were confused at first. The two of you had slept together multiple times, but given the circumstances you were surprised he even let you stay at his place and decided not to complain as you crawled into his bed alone.
You woke with a dull throbbing in your skull, but it was nothing like the hangover you had anticipated. You woke slowly, stretched, and suddenly remembered where you were. You sighed, defeated, and climbed out of Brian’s bed and made your way for the kitchen. You couldn’t help but smile to yourself when you saw your favorite coffee mug of his and a few pain relievers waiting for you next to a fresh pot of coffee. Mornings with Brian were always like this. He would sneak quietly out of bed, get your coffee ready, and on occasion, he would even cook you breakfast.
Usually he waited for you in the kitchen, his smile always making your heart jump slightly in your chest, but this was different. You hadn’t spent the night with tangled limbs and soft kisses in a pathetic attempt to drown out the heartache. You weren’t here on a mission to forget or to be comforted by your best friend. You didn’t actually know why you were at his place at all.
Actually, you did. You hated yourself for not realizing it so much sooner, but you loved him. The best possible choice for you was always right in front of you. You made your way back down the hallway, quietly searching for him when you heard the water running in the bathroom, and the door–to your surprise– was cracked open, almost in a silent invitation. You heard water crashing against the porcelain floor and imagined Young K running his hands through his hair, pushing the shampoo through his locks, only for the droplets to roll down his body and crash into the tub. You took a deep breath, swallowing any hesitation, and stepped into the bathroom, quietly closing the door behind you. You took your time to undress and stared at the shower curtain before you. This could be a terrible idea, or this could literally be the best choice you ever make. At that thought, you swallowed hard, pushed back the curtain, and stepped inside.
You knew he had to know you were in there by now, you were literally right behind him. Yet he never turned around or so much as acknowledged you. You admired the muscles of his back, his perfect shoulder blades, the dimples at the base of his spine, and smiled. With one last leap of courage you ran your hands across his skin. You traced his shoulder blades and let your thumbs trace soft circles into his neck. You felt him sigh into your touch before finally turning around in defeat. He eyes moved across every inch of skin, avoiding your eyes for far too long before he finally meeting your gaze.
“What are you doing?” His voice was low and full of what you could only imagine as heartache. You shrugged.
“You don’t know?” He chuckled, emotionless. “Figures. You never know.”
Your hands were still laced around him, playing in the hair at the base of his neck and drinking in the way he was staring at you. You couldn’t find your voice, but suddenly his hands were on your waist and he was so unbelievably close that it made your breath hitch.
“Brian…”
You stumbled his name through a broken breath and he pressed his lips to yours, pushing the air back into your lungs. Your heart was pounding incredibly loud in your ears, but all you could think of or taste was the kiss. Your hands tangled into his hair and your bodies were finally touching as you fought each other for dominance over the kiss. His arms engulfed you and the two of you couldn’t possibly get any closer as his tongue slipped into your mouth.
The water ran over your bodies, and for a second you thought you would be perfectly fine drowning in this moment. Until Brian pulled away, tugging your lip between his teeth and resting his forehead against yours.
“What are we doing” He breathed again, eyes still shut.
You kissed him softly, slowly brushing your lips against his just in case your confession was going to send him running. You studied his face. He almost seemed upset, hard, chiseled in stone. Until he opened his eyes, finally taking you in. This time he kissed you and you swallowed the urge to cry.
“Brian, I’m so–” You paused and he kissed you again, this time cupping your cheeks in his hands and sucking the breath from your lungs all over again.
“Let me do this right.” He whispered against your lips.
“Don’t let me fuck this up.” You choked out. “Not again.”
At that his hands slipped from your body. He reached behind him to shut off the shower and tossed open the shower curtain before his fingertips danced against your skin again. He smiled as he stepped out of the shower, taking both of your hands. You couldn’t help the weakening of your knees failing to keep you standing any longer. You fell against him with tear filled eyes as your cheek pressed firmly against his wet chest.
“I’m sorry,” you glanced up and his eyes met yours directly. You tried to look away sheepishly, but the tips of his fingers found your jaw and as he tilted his head you craned your neck to kiss him again.
He hummed, “I could kiss you all day.”
Knees still weak and wobbling, Brian lead you the short distance to his bedroom and his knees buckled against the back of the bed. He pulled you into his lap, tongue tracing patterns against your damp skin before nipping at your collarbone.
“I’m in love with you, Brian.” You held your breath in disbelief that you had finally blurted it out. His lips stilled against your neck and you pulled your lip between your teeth anxiously. “I- I’m sorry. I don’t know when it hap-”
He chuckled and you froze in utter disbelief that you had just confessed and he was laughing. Suddenly you remembered just how naked you were, not just physically. You were 100% vulnerable and you shut your eyes, wishing to yourself that this was just some fucked up dream until finally Brian’s lips were pecking a small pathway across your jaw and to your lips. You finally opened your eyes, leaning back to get a better look at his expression.
“You just apologized for being in love with me. How are you so goddamn cute?”
You tried not to smile and shoved his chest, pushing both of you over on his bed as he wrapped his arms around you. Your lips crashed together messily and his hands slipped slowly down your body until he was grabbing your ass cheeks and pulling you into him. You rolled your hips slowly with the guidance of his large hands and whimpered as your sensitive clit brushed against his hardened cock. You were still lost in his kiss, but his body was touching you in all the right places and suddenly you were getting dizzy and overwhelmed with need.
“Bri-” You panted, struggling to pull away from the kiss. “Fuck.”
He hissed, and rolled over to hover on top of you. “Such a pretty girl should not say such ugly words,” he teased.
“Fuck me.” You trembled as his cock twitched against your thigh. “Please?”
He left you with one last firm kiss before grabbing a condom from his bedside drawer. He ripped the package open and tossed it carelessly onto the floor of his bedroom before rolling it on himself and positioning himself at your entrance. He paused just as his tip was pressing into you.
“Say it one more time.” His eyes stayed focused on the way the corners of your mouth pulled into a playful smile. “Say you love me.”
You leaned up just far enough to grab him at the base of his neck and press your lips to his. “I love you, Brian Kang.”
He smiled against your lips and eased himself into you. You ran your nails across the expanse of his shoulders down his arms as you fell against the mattress with a soft moan. You clung to his wrists and his hands found purchase on your waist as he rocked back and forth. You watched, awestruck, as his eyes fluttered shut and his teeth burrowed into his bottom lip, and with each thrust he let out a small grunt.
Your body was shivering in the most provocative way as he filled you over and over again. He leaned over you and peppered kisses across the soft lines of your collarbones. His hips never stilled as he sucked harshly at your neck, no doubt leaving behind a small branding of himself for the world to know he had been there. Brian wanted you to know he finally had you where he always wanted you, and you whimpered his name as his teeth pressed harsher against your skin.
You slid your hands between your bodies and dragged your nails roughly down his chest in retaliation. Reveling in the hiss you forced from his lungs, you wrapped your legs around him. The two of you were melting into one body and you couldn’t contain the sweet sounds threatening to escape you any longer.
“Bri-” you moaned. “Oh God, Brian.”
His movements were growing stronger and sloppier and you squeaked partial moans each time his thighs slapped against the back of yours. His breathing was erratic and you were so close to coming undone each time he groaned above you. You clenched around his cock and the way he trembled was positively sinful.
“You like that, babe?” You teased through a loud moan and he slammed into you as you did it again. “Cum for me.”
“Ah, fuck,” he breathed, resting his forehead against yours.
His thrusts were relentless and you knew neither of you were going to last much longer. You held your breath as you felt the coil building fiercely in the pit of your stomach, and you let your fingernails dig into the soft flesh of his biceps. Your thighs tightened painfully around him and you clung to him as your orgasm rippled through your entire body.
His thrust slowed but were still pumping enough force to make your thighs slap together each time he entered you. You curled your toes as the sensitivity built with each thrust until finally he spilled into the condom with a sultry moan. He stilled inside you as he caught his breath before finally rolling over and tossing the soiled condom in the waste bin beside his dresser.
He laughed slightly and you watched him, waiting for him to open his eyes. When you finally looked at him he gave you a quick peck, first on your lips and then on your nose.
“Please don’t leave before I wake up.”
“It’s 10 am,” you chuckled. “Are you really going back to bed?”
He cocked an eyebrow at you. “Do you have other plans, baby?”
You glanced at him and then between your legs suggestively. “I was thinking another shower because I’m a sticky disgusting mess.”
“How dare you!” He shot back before pulling you on top of him. “That’d be such a waste. Climb up here…”
He wiggled his eyebrows at you as he pulled you further up his body towards his face.
