In honor of Hobi's discharge, bathroom encounter at a Halloween party? Any idea you'd have around that's perfect
A/N:LMAO I don't know if this even makes szense i had to much to drink so enjoyyyyyy
“Oh my god, that’s so funny!” Jiyeon cackles as the guy next to her whispers what you can only assume are jokes in her ear.
You take another sip of whatever concoction is in your cup before you hear what sounds like a very familiar voice from behind you. Your ears perk up as you swivel your head, looking around for the source and sure enough, after a few moments of scanning the room you spot him dressed as a basketball player, nearly spitting out your drink as you do.
Hoseok?
You thought he was still away at his military service. Did that end already? Shit. You grab Jiyeon’s arm and abruptly tug her away from her new friend, dragging her to the hallway out of sight.
“Y/N, what the hell?” She squeaks.
“Unnie, he’s back.” You state, eyes wide in terror.
“Who?”
“Hoseok.”
Jiyeon’s eyes widen. “There’s no way.” You nod your head in his direction and she turns to look. “Oh shit.” She turns back to you. “Do… Do you want to leave?”
You immediately shake your head no, knowing how much fun she’s having. “I think… I think I'm just going to run to the bathroom real quick and clear my head so I don't do anything stupid.”
“Okay, let me know if you change your mind.” She rubs your arm in an attempt to comfort you and you nod before turning and heading down the hallway to the bathroom.
You enter the small confines of the room and shut and lock the door. You grip the counter tightly, looking down at the sink as you try to breathe. He’s back. You can’t believe he’s back just when you thought you were finally rid of him.
Truth be told, you had the biggest crush on him. You were close friends once upon a time, but you let your feelings get in the way of the friendship around the time he found out he was leaving for his military service. You were told by his friend and you were heartbroken that he didn’t tell you himself. The two of you had begun seeing less and less of each other as you kept canceling plans, or blowing him off because you thought he didn’t care enough about you to even tell you he was leaving. The day he left you went to see him with the rest of your friends and the two of you got into a huge argument where you ended up slapping him across the face when he asked “Why do you even care if I leave, it’s not like you want to see me anymore”.
You haven’t seen or contacted each other since.
But now he’s back. And of course he’s at the halloween party too. You sigh heavily as you look at yourself in the mirror. You turn on the cold water and flick a few droplets in your face to help calm you down. You’re just going to have to avoid him. Yep that’s what you’re going to do. And if he sees you? At least you look sexy as hell. He can eat his heart out.
You check your makeup in the mirror before standing up and adjusting your nurse costume, letting a little more cleavage show. You do a once over one more time before unlocking the door and opening to find someone about to knock on the other side. You lock eyes with the only person you don’t want to see.
“Y/N-ah…”
“Hobi…”
You both just stand there staring at each other for a solid minute, searching each other’s faces for something before Hoseok quickly pushes you back into the bathroom with him and locks the door behind him.
“I-I’ve been looking for you.” He mumbles. “I saw Jiyeon.”
“Why… Why were you looking for me?” You question, genuinely confused.
“Because I wanted to talk to you.”
“About what?”
Hoseok sighs. “Listen… I know things were, well, rough when I was leaving. I really wanted to apologize.”
You scoff. “Apologize? Hoseok, it's been a year. I’m over it.” He raises his eyebrows at you and you look away, both of you know you’re lying.
“Look, Joon told me why you were so upset with me and now I understand what happened.”
“Right.” You roll your eyes, hopping up to sit on the counter.
“Forgive me or not Y/N, I need you to know that I was going to tell you.”
“You think I was upset because you didn’t tell me your service was starting?”
He furrows his eyebrows. “I… I thought so yeah.”
“That was such a small part of it.” You shake your head.
“What was it then?”
“Ugh, Hoseok I was-” You sigh, dragging your hands over your face. “I liked you, okay? I had the biggest crush on you and you didn’t feel the same way. When you didn’t tell me you were leaving, it kind of just solidified that for me, so by distancing myself from you I thought I was doing you a favor… And then you thought I didn't want to see you anymore? Are you kidding? I didn’t… I didn’t know what to do with myself when you left.” You admit, devastated to finally tell him the truth.
He raises his hand to his cheek as if feeling the true sting of your slap for the first time. “So we haven’t talked in a year because of a misunderstanding?”
You nod, twisting your fingers in your lap. “I didn’t want to ruin our friendship… and by doing that … I ruined our friendship.”
“I thought you just hated me.”
“Hobi, I could never hate you.” You stare down at your lap until you feel a hand tilting your chin back up. You meet Hoseok’s gaze for only a second before he leans forward and presses his lips against yours. You pull away after only a few seconds, your eyes wide. “What are you doing?”
He chuckles, his thumb brushing your chin. “Y/N-ah… don’t you know I’m crazy about you?”
“W-what?”
“I was going to tell you the same night I was going to tell you I was leaving, but someone told you first, and then you kept blowing me off; you never gave me the chance. And then that fight.”
“Hoseok, I’m so sorry.” You shake your head in amazement, giggling a bit at the fact that it really was just a big misunderstanding.
He shrugs, brushing your hair out of your face. “We were both really dumb, huh?”
“So dumb.”
And with that his lips are back on yours. You let yourself get lost in the feeling this time, loving the way his mouth seems to caress yours so gently and yet so desperately at the same time. He stands between your legs and wastes no time in prodding at your lips with his tongue. You accept his request, letting his tongue tangle with yours as your hands grip his shirt, pulling him closer, having waited so long for this moment you never thought would happen.
It isn’t long before you feel something pressing against your center and you quickly slip a hand down, cupping his hardening length over his shorts as your own arousal begins to soak your panties.
“Y/N-ah, what-?” He gasps at the touch.
“I need you inside me.” You whine, tugging at his waistband.
“N-now? You don’t want to wai-”
“I don’t want to wait for you any longer.” You insist, finally managing to slip his shorts down his legs.
“Shit that’s hot.” He curses, dropping his boxers to the floor as well. You watch his thick length bounce as he pulls you up to the edge of the counter, slipping one of his hands under your costume and pulling your underwear to the side before scooting as close to you as he can. His cock presses against your core and your body flashes with heat. “Are you sure about this?”
You nod with a whimper. “Please.”
WIth one hand still holding your panties to the side, and the other gripping your waist, he presses his hips forward. You slide a hand down between the two of you to guide him to the right place, and you feel his tip slip past your walls. A low moan leaves your mouth as he stretches you open at an agonizingly slow pace. A slow burn builds between your thighs as he fills you completely, your head falling back as he finally stills.
Your core pulses around him and you feel his lips on your neck, placing light kisses across the exposed expanse of skin. He grunts when you contract particularly hard around him and he takes that as the sign to start moving. His pace is slow at first, almost unbearably so as he takes his time, making sure to feel the entirety of your body reacting to him.
“H-Hobi…” You gasp, begging him to move faster. He seems to get the message as his hips pick up the pace, rocking into you faster and faster until the bathroom is filled only with lewd squelching sounds from between your legs, and the rapid, heavy breathing of you both.
After a few minutes of this he seemingly grows tired of smacking into the sink and slips out of you. Before you can protest he helps you down off the counter and spins you around, bending you over the counter and yanking your underwear down just enough before immediately slipping back into your entrance, both of you groaning at the feeling.
“God, how are you tighter than you were five seconds ago?” He growls.
You can only whimper in response, gripping the counter as Hoseok begins to slam into you, his hips smacking harshly against your ass, the sound echoing around the room. He feels so good, hitting all the right spots inside you that you start seeing stars. The feeling of him inside you is the only thing you can focus on as the feeling sitting low in your abdomen begins to swirl and bend with malicious intent.
“Hobi I’m- fuck.. I’m gonna cum.” You whine in warning, the sensation between your legs just too good.
“Shit.” He swears, his grip tightening on your hips. You chance a glance in the mirror to see his eyes focused on the spot where you’re joined together, a light sheen of sweat glistening on his brown as he fucks you oh so deliciously.
The sight alone is enough to snap the coil of your orgasm, slapping a hand over your mouth as you cry out, your core tightening relentlessly around Hoseok’s length as colors explode behind your eyelids. It’s not much longer before Hoseok groans low in his chest, his hips faltering before filling you to the hilt. His grip bruises your hips as he cums, his release hot inside you as he milks the feeling. His hands move to rub your back soothingly, staying seated inside you for a long moment.
“Fuck… I’ve wanted to do that for so long.” He hisses before slowly pulling out of you.
As your senses return to you, you feel Hoseok’s release drip out of your center, but that's not the only thing you feel. You keep your hand clamped over your mouth, small whines of overstimulation slipping out as Hoseok bends down and slips his tongue into your folds, effectively cleaning up the mess he made as you try not to make a sound, your legs shaking from the feeling when his tongue glides across your clit.
“Hobi, please~” You beg, trying to pull yourself away from the onslaught of his mouth. When he deems you clean enough, Hoseok pulls your panties back into place and helps you stand, his arm catching your waist when your legs buckle.
“You taste good.” He states like it’s a casual thing. “I should’ve done that first.”
“Do you think anyone heard us?” You ask, pulling your costume back into place as Hoseok cleans himself up and then does the same.
He shakes his head. “Nah, we were quiet.” He pulls you to him and places one last kiss against your lips before unlocking the bathroom door and opening it only to find several questioning faces on the other side, including that of Jiyeon.
“Well,” She smirks wildly at the sight of you two on the other side of the door. “I guess it’s a good thing we didn’t go home.”