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DRUNK-DAZED, PJS & PSH

• SYNOPSIS: Jay tells himself it doesn’t matter, that the lines beginning to blur between you and Sunghoon are none of his business. That the way Sunghoon looks at you, or the way you look back at him, shouldn’t concern him. Then why does something twist in his chest every time he thinks of the two of you together? And worse, when he looks at you, he doesn’t know what he wants more: to take your place beside Sunghoon or to steal your gaze for himself.

• PAIRING: Park Jongseong x afab!reader x Park Sunghoon

• WORD COUNT: 30k

• CONTENT TAGS: Non idol au, university settings, fwb!sunghoon, classmate!jay, sunghoon and jay are roommates, minor fight scene, reader gets stalked, reader smokes, not proofread, lmk if I missed anything.

• WARNING TAGS: MDNI, smut, switch!Jay, soft dom!sunghoon, sub!reader, choking, hair pulling, dry humping, shotgunning, oral (fem & male receiving), unprotected sex, multiple orgasms, multiple sex scenes, car sex, blind folded, hand cuffs, a bit manhandling, threesome, there's mxm action (don't read if you aren't comfortable, you have been warned), implied poly, don't like then don't read!

• AUTHOR'S NOTE: Reposting again because tumblr messed up the first time and did not show my post in the tags. I also learned about it a little too late! So I'am posting it again for research purpose lol.

The night is thick with stillness, the kind that settles into the skyscrapers, sinks in roads and curls into the alleyways, wrapping the city in a hush that it rarely wears in daytime.

Outside, the late night buzzed with life, the skyline shimmering like a gemstone in a rainbow hue, glass and steel catching the moonlight, windows flickering gold and white like untold confessions and secrets refusing to be whispered in your ears.

The moon is hung low, pale and full, casting a soft glow on Sunghoon's room like glitter spilled across the polished floor.

You sat straddling Sunghoon's lap like you belonged there, bare legs folded beside his thighs. The moonlight painted your skin in warm hues, the sofa attached to the huge window dipping beneath your weight. Your eyes were trained on the skyline that stretched into the horizon as both of you sat with your sides facing the window and you silently thanked Sunghoon for living in a high rise apartment.

A cigarette was tucked between your fingers, you brought it to your mouth to take a drag. The smoke curled upward as you exhaled it out, the only thing moving inside the room other than the steady rise and fall of Sunghoon's chest beneath your palm.

For a moment neither of you spoke, basking in the quiet that surrounded you. His hands adjusted their position on your waist, dipping a bit lower to pull you closer.

The cigarette burned lower between your fingers as you took a few more drags, tapping the excess ash on the ashtray kept on the window sill. You leaned your head on his shoulder, letting the silence stretch a little more longer.

Sunghoon didn't break the silence at first, just continued the steady and lazy rhythm of his fingers against your waist, half-lidded eyes trained on the skyline like he's watching some movie.

You took another drag, keeping the smoke in your mouth, you threw away the butt of the cigarette on the ashtray and exhaled it out. The smoke curled up, fogging the glass before vanishing in thin air.

“You're thinking too loud,” Sunghoon's voice cut through the room, low and hoarse, one hand sliding up to circle around your neck to make you face him. You hummed, hands gripping his shirt, a dazed look in your eyes. His hand tightened around your hips, a silent plea, “tell me.”

You sighed, now looking into his eyes, “I need to find a new place.” He tilted his head sideways, waiting for you to continue as his fingers rubbed circles on your hips, soothing you. “My landlord is selling his apartment,” you started, eyes darting towards the moon, “the new owners want to move in themselves, so I need to move out by the end of the month.”

Sunghoon nodded, both of his hands tightening around your waist to pull you closer as he buried his head at the crook of your neck.

“I know you handle things on your own but let me know if you need any help,” he mumbled and your arms reached to drape on his shoulders as he kissed your neck. He pulled away to look at you, one of his hands reaching up and stopping just below the swell of your breast.

You smirked, mind hazy as you leaned in close enough to brush your lips against his, “you can help me with other things,” pecking his lips once and grinding your hips against his, “like distracting me from my thoughts.”

He let out a breathy chuckle, pulling away. His grip tightened on your waist, feeling himself growing hard even after fucking you twice before, “fuck, aren't you sore?” Sunghoon moaned against your ears as you increased your pace, “aren't you hard?”

You leaned in to capture his lips in a slow and deep kiss, his hand sliding underneath your t-shirt, cupping your breast as another one kept you anchored against him as he started rolling his hips against your core.

“Hmm, need you so bad,” you whimpered as he trailed kisses down your throat. “Yeah?” He nipped at your sensitive spot and you arched into him, “lift yourself up, sweetheart.” You lift yourself up, the hand cupping your boob travelling down.

He pulled his pants down enough to spring his dick free, then pulled your panties aside, “sorry, I'm too impatient.” You chuckled at his words, which was soon replaced by a moan as he slid his dick through your folds to collect your wetness.

“Hoon,” you whined when he continued to move his dick through your folds, his tip constantly brushing against your clit, “want you inside.” He smiled at your words, angling his dick so he could push it inside. You threw your head back at the feeling of his dick slowly pushing inside you and he let out a groan against your throat.

“So good for me,” he bit the skin as he bottomed out, hand traveling down to rub your clit in small circles. Your body jolted at the stimulation, hands fumbling to grasp his shoulders, “shit, please move.”

You heard him click his tongue as he pulled away, increasing the pressure on your clit, “sweetheart, how about you ride me instead?” You nodded your head, stabilizing yourself though your legs were already trembling, eyes glassy as you held his shoulders more firmly.

You slowly start to move, lifting yourself high enough that only the tip of his dick is inside you then slamming back down, he groaned as you continued to repeat your actions. The steady rhythm of you moving up and down on his dick made your wetness pool around the base of his dick like a ring, the air inside the room filled with wet sounds of skin slapping against each other.

You let your head fall down on his shoulder as you felt yourself get tired. Sunghoon leaned against the armrest of the sofa for support and gripped your hips to hold you in the air as he started thrusting his dick up in your pussy at a sickening pace.

“Fuck, you feel so damn good around me baby, let me take the charge,” you could feel the knot in your stomach grow more tense as your orgasm approached, you screamed, biting his shoulders after getting overwhelmed by the brutal pace he set. “Hoon, I'm so close,” he nodded, “hold yourself still for me sweetheart,” he choked as one of his hands left your hips to rub your clit.

You closed your eyes, eyebrows creasing at the overwhelming sensation that ripped inside you. “Please please please,” you weren't really sure what you were begging for but he nodded anyway. “Ah, Sunghoon,” you arched your back into him, the climax hitting you more strongly as your body trembled against it.

“You're doing great sweetheart,” he kissed your cheek as he rode your orgasm, slowing his movements a bit as he pushed you to lay flat on the sofa, still buried deep inside you. He spread your legs wider, eyes trained on the way your juices spilling out from your pussy and dripped down his balls.

“Shit, you're so hot,” he mumbled slowly to himself before balancing his hand on either side of your face and pulling out of you just to slam right back in. You gasped, back arching off the sofa but he leaned back, holding your stomach to anchor you and started thrusting in and out of you.

Your eyes filled with tears, feeling overstimulated. Sunghoon looked at you, cooing at your fucked out state, “my sweetheart, I know you can handle one more.” You bit your lips as he continued to thrust into you, hard and deep, his pace never stuttering.

He dipped down to bury his head in your neck, his movements became sloppy and you knew he was close. You could feel your own orgasm approaching. “Shit, I'm cumming,” he groaned and you nodded your head, “me too.”

A few more thrust and he came deep inside you, body trembling against yours as he fell on top of you, “damn.” You chuckled, wrapping your arms around him as you rubbed his back to help him calm down. “Stay over,” he mumbled after sometime and you frowned, not being used to staying over at his place.

“Are you sure about that?” He pulled away enough to look at you, “I don't have energy to drop you home, and I'm not letting you go alone.” You nodded, shaking your head but agreeing nonetheless.

Your eyes fluttered open, arm reaching up to your phone to shut the alarm. You sighed, biting back a groan and sat up, rubbing your eyes to blink back the sleepiness. Sunghoon's arm was draped around your waist and when you tried to move, it only tightened around you, a whine leaving his lips. You removed his hand, took your clothes from his desk chair, and made your way inside his bathroom to get ready.

Sunghoon was still asleep, so you just opted to text him that you were heading out for university. You looked at yourself in the mirror, touching up your makeup to make sure you looked presentable enough and headed out of Sunghoon's room. Your eyes were trained on the phone to recheck your schedule one last time to make sure you weren't going to miss anything.

Your bare feet brushed against the cold floor, the apartment too quiet. You check your group chat in case there's any update as you round the corner into the living room. You kept your phone in your pocket, finally raising your head, when you stop.

The sunlight casted a warm glow on your bare hands and feet, and you turned your head slightly and finally noticed the floor-to-ceiling glass that stretched from one end of the room to the other.

Your feet led you towards the glass, and you looked down the city, the tiny cars threading through the streets below, buildings catching the morning light, the soft haze of the early morning covering the city, the room basked in it.

You stand there for a long second. Last night, the blinds were drawn and you were too much indulged in Sunghoon's kisses to even notice how beautiful the view was.

You snapped out of the trance when you heard the door click open, heartbeat quickening at the voice that suddenly disrupted the quiet that surrounded earlier in the apartment.

You turned around, holding your breath for a second as you heard a shuffle down the main entrance of the apartment. Jay stepped into your view, kicking off his shoes, his tank top sticking to him in patches, headphones draped around his neck. He didn't look up yet and your feet moved thoughtlessly.

When he finally looked up, he froze. For a moment, neither of you moved, like the time had stilled when he caught your sight, in his apartment. “You're here…” he said, more like wondered, when he looked at you up and down.

You nodded, calm, “morning.”

You stood there for a moment as his eyes flickered towards your slightly damp hair, your clothes, the way your hand tightened around your phone. “I was just heading out,” you answered before he could even ask you anything and his eyebrows furrowed, then slowly with caution, he asked, “you stayed over?”

You held his gaze, shifting your weight on the other leg, “yeah, Sunghoon was too tired to drop me home, he offered to stay since I had morning class today.” Jay's expression didn't change much, but you saw the way his jaw tensed, barely, but it was enough for you to notice.

You didn't blame him for reacting though since you knew Sunghoon doesn't do the staying over thing and neither does Jay. Even though you were also surprised when Sunghoon offered, but you could care less about their issues, it wasn't your battle to fight.

As far as you knew, Jay and Sunghoon had known each other for years, at least long enough to matter. They were inseparable in a way that made people talk, they were quiet, guarded and that intrigued others more. There were rumors around the campus, half-joked whispers about how they have to be secretly dating.

They were joined at the hip, constantly sharing looks that felt a little too intimate, too familiar, so it wasn't hard to imagine something deeper going on in between both of them.

And maybe that's the reason why you were stunned when Sunghoon approached you at a party, a little tipsy, but his eyes were steady and intense as he stopped beside you. He looked at you like he was trying to tell you something without words, there was a heat in his stare you had never seen before, an intensity you couldn't quite name.

You'd be lying if you said you didn't find Sunghoon attractive, it was impossible not to. You'd seen him walking around the campus, or more usually leaning against the wall, waiting outside your classroom, mainly for Jay. He rarely acknowledged or glanced at anyone else, and he surely never noticed you. At least not when Jay was around, and Jay was always around.

They looked good together, too good. Even the girls in your class would whisper about them, half in awe, half in envy. You remembered the way they used to lower their voices, exchanging glances like they were sharing a guilty secret whenever they spotted them together.

You wouldn't blame them, two of the hottest guys of the campus were involved with each other, you'd cry about missing your chance too. And you believed those rumors back then, and that's what made Sunghoon's attention on you feel so dangerous.

Naturally, when Sunghoon leaned in too close, you pushed him away, your hand pressing against his chest. His brows furrowed, not with anger, but with confusion, like he genuinely didn't understand why you were pushing him away.

Your voice came out quieter than you expected, “aren't you with Jay?” He blinked slower, mind too hazy, but he looked at you as if he expected you to ask that question. “Jay sleeps with other people too,” was what he said, like it explained everything. And maybe that was all it took, a pretty boy telling you that it didn't matter if you hooked up with him.

The room spun gently around you and you blamed the alcohol for whatever decisions you were about to make next. Your fingers curled around his shirt but he waited for you to take another step, and maybe that was your clue of stepping away. But something in you, maybe a part of you which was tired of feeling lonely, made you lean in instead.

It was a reckless decision, you knew that.

You told yourself it was a one time thing. A bad decision drowned in alcohol and loneliness, but then it happened again and again, until it became a routine. Jay never asked questions, and his silence was the loudest part of it all.

Jay didn't need to ask you anything further, because he knew, of course he did. It wasn't exactly a secret between you three that Sunghoon was hooking up with you, but this was new, you staying over. That wasn't the part of the pattern you and Sunghoon followed.

He cleared his throat, his voice tight, “you're heading out now?” You nodded, stepping closer to him, “yeah, I was, but then I saw this,” you gestured towards the view, “couldn't help myself.”

He let out a short breath of laughter, “hmm, Sunghoon keeps the blinds down, says it makes him feel exposed.” You smile at his words, looking at the view, “I know.”

He hummed in response, fingers curling into a tight fist in his pocket, you looked back at him, “but now that I've seen how beautiful it looks, I love it.” Silence stretched between the two of you, and Jay looked at you as if he's trying to understand you.

“You want coffee before you head out?” He asked, diverting the topic. “I want to,” you pouted, stepping closer and reaching out to remove a piece of leaf sticking on his shoulder. His breath hitched at the proximity, “but I don't want to be late, maybe next time handsome.”

His eyes narrowed, but he didn't make a move to get away. “I'll see you in class,” you smiled, the same sickeningly sweet smile you always wore “see you later.” And you were out the door before Jay could even open his mouth to say something.

Jay shook his head, a deep sigh leaving his lips as he made his way inside his room to take a shower. He stood below the shower, warm water cascading down his body like temptation, pooling around his feet like it doesn't want to leave. He groaned, rubbing his face as if doing so would keep the thoughts from invading his head.

He changed his clothes, moving towards the kitchen to prepare breakfast. He placed his bag on the counter, taking the ingredients from the cabinets when he heard quiet footsteps approaching the kitchen.

“I bumped into your girl while I came back from my run,” Jay stated, not even turning back to look at Sunghoon as he entered the kitchen. Sunghoon's steps flattered, “she's not my girl.” Jay scoffed, watching the tea boil, “you sure don't act like it.”

Jay turned to face Sunghoon, who leaned against the doorframe as he watched Jay, “you never let any girl stay over, you don't fuck the same girl over and over, you're making it too obvious.” Jay turned around, plating the breakfast. “It's not that serious, don't fret over it,” Sunghoon mumbled, stepping inside.

Jay clenched his jaw, biting back the words that were dying to spill out of his mouth, “if that's what you say.”

“Aren't you getting late for your morning class?” Sunghoon's voice chimed from behind him. Jay turned his head as Sunghoon opened the refrigerator to get some fruits. “I'm not,” he replied lazily before preparing two plates, one for Sunghoon and other for himself. Sunghoon frowned, clearly remembering about your text from morning, “don't you two share the same classes?” Jay just nodded, eating his breakfast.

“She likes leaving early to grab breakfast at the cafe near the campus before class,” Jay stated, like it's a common fact. Sunghoon paused and raised his eyebrows, “and you know that because?” Jay stopped, barely looking up before shrugging like it wasn't a big deal, “she mentioned it once.”

Sunghoon leaned back against the chair, eyes trained on Jay as he washed his plate, “she never told me.” Jay dried his hands, taking the bag he placed on the counter, slinging it on his shoulder as he made his way out of the kitchen, “she did, maybe you weren't listening.”

“Why aren't you in class yet?” You questioned Jake through the call, noting that he would be sitting by your side, yapping about his early morning shenanigans till this time. You heard him sniffle, “I'm sick, so I'm skipping the first half.” You groaned, already dreading to face the day without him, “take care of yourself.”

You opened your notebooks, tapping your pen on the desk as the professor entered the class and started preparing for his lecture. Jay walked in not long after, his leather boots clicking against the floor in the otherwise silent room. His eyes did a quick scan over the room, stopping midway when he noticed the only seat left was beside you.

“Mr. Park, take a seat quickly, I need to start the lecture,” Jay stiffened as the professor's voice echoed through the room, the tip of his ears turning red as he made his way towards your seat. You tilted your head, smiling at him as he took a seat beside you and opened his book. “Stage or not, you have quite a way of attracting attention to yourself,” you chuckled softly scribbling your notes.

Jay closed his eyes momentarily, before glancing towards you briefly, “you're right,” then back at the professor, “but you seem to steal the whole damn scene without even trying.” You glance at him sideways, your voice quiet but sure, “that's rich coming from the guy who only looks when he thinks no one's watching.” Jay sucked in a breath, before exhaling quietly, deciding not to entertain you further.

The rest of the classes went as usual, and you found yourself leaving the class, dialing Jake's number since he didn't show up to university at all. “Did you go to hospital?” You questioned as soon as Jake picked up the phone, “I did, Jungwon is taking care of me, but the doctor said I'll need to rest for a few days in order to fully recover.” You sighed, running a hand through your hair, “take care of yourself, I’ll drop by sometime.”

You hung up the call, scrolling through your phone to see any updates from the landlords you had previously talked with.

You sat on the university's staircase in a corner, searching various different sites to find an apartment but it was hard to find since the new semester just started. You huffed, burying your head in your hands and pulling your hair in defeat.

“Sweetheart,” you looked up to see Sunghoon standing in front of you, hands in his pocket. You sat straight, smoothing down the hair as he moved to sit beside you. “Careful, you know I'd do it better,” he smirked, nudging your shoulder with his, “what's gotten you so worked up?”

“There's no update from the previous owners I talked to, and I can't find any other option,” you sighed, standing up and looking at Sunghoon, “you up for a quick one?” Sunghoon looked at you for a while before he shrugged and nodded. Both of you made your way towards the back of the building where students hardly ever pay attention to.

“There's this one apartment,” you started, fishing your bag for your lighter and pack of cigarettes, “It's location is near the uni, rent is okay, and I'll even have a separate room.” Sunghoon nodded, taking your bag from your hand as you continued, “but there's only one bathroom, and the guy I'd have to share the apartment with is a bit creepy,” you pouted at Sunghoon, “I don't want to live with that guy.”

You lit the cigarette, leaning against the wall as Sunghoon sat on the abandoned bench, “this shit shouldn't have been this hard, I can't even ask Jake for help because he's sick.” You took a decent drag, letting the smoke settle inside you for a while before exhaling it out.

You passed it to Sunghoon, “you don't have to move in with any creep.” You gave him a look that told him you weren't thrilled with the idea either, “I agree, but I may need to move in temporarily with him.” Sunghoon blew out the smoke, looking towards you with a confused face, “why would you?”

“I had a talk with this one landlord earlier, he said one of his tenants is going to move out, but I need to wait for a while, possibly 3 months at least,” you took the cigarette from Sunghoon, leaning your head against the wall, “so for the meantime I'll have to crash somewhere.” You threw the butt on the ground, smashing it with your shoes, lighting up another one.

Sunghoon looked at you, but his mind was somewhere else, “what if that creepy guy tried something?” You blew the smoke out, pacing around as your mind drifted towards your interaction with him and you visibly shivered, “don't want to think that far, I don't really know him aside from that one interaction.”

You still remembered how he lingered near you, insisted on getting your number, touched you without your permission but you need to get through it. You'd lock yourself up inside your room for all you cared, just anything for time being.

Sunghoon sighed as he observed you, taking the cigarette from your hand and throwing it on the ground he cradled your face, leaning in to capture your lips with his. You grabbed his hands, stabilizing yourself, as you melted in his arms. He pulled you close, the bitter taste of smoke still lingering between your lips.

“I'll try to do something about this, give me some time,” he murmured against your lips before pulling away completely. You shook your head to get out of the daze, your heartbeat was slow but you felt everything else louder.

The nicotine made you feel loose but his kiss made you feel weightless. And as you looked at Sunghoon, it felt like you're stuck in the space between gravity and wanting, “what's that apartment's address and name of the guy anyway?”

Slipping off his shoes, Sunghoon made his way inside the apartment, grimacing as he looked at the open blinds but felt too tired to close them. He made his way towards his room when he noticed the lights of Jay's room were on, so he changed his mind and entered Jay's room instead.

Jay was sitting on his bed, playing his guitar, the soft tune relaxing Sunghoon a bit. Jay finally looked up, before placing his guitar to the side, “what's up?”

Sunghoon didn’t answer him right away, deciding to make himself comfortable on the chair near the desk instead, “I need to talk to you.” Jay looked at Sunghoon, straightening up after noticing the faraway look in his eyes, “about what?” Sunghoon looked at him, leaning against the chair, “she needs to urgently move out, her landlord's selling the apartment.”

A frown tugged at Jay's feature, “that fast?” Sunghoon sighed, fumbling with his rings, “she's been hunting for the apartment for a while, but the semester just started, you know how that gets.” Jay nodded in understanding, as Sunghoon continued, “the landlord is barely giving her the time, she told me about this place she checked out a few days back, and said the guy's name is Jongsu.”

Jay's expression froze just slightly, but his voice sharpened, “Jongsu from south exit?” He stood up, walking towards his desk, Sunghoon looked up, blinking a bit as he remembered you mentioning the same address, “yeah, that one, you know him?”

Jay nodded, eyebrows creasing, “she's not staying with him, he's the same guy who followed Jiyeon home from the party last year, the same guy who cornered Fei in the grocery store.” Sunghoon's mouth parted slightly, his voice quiet yet tense, “she told me the guy's a bit creepy, she didn't elaborate much.”

“You think she has time to sit and tell you everything when she's in the middle of being displaced?” A heavy silence settled between two of them as Jay continued to pace in front of Sunghoon, anxious and agitated before he stopped briefly to look at Sunghoon, “she can't stay there, not even for a single night.”

Sunghoon didn't argue but his voice dropped, “I wasn't planning on letting her do that.”

Jay turned around and sat beside Sunghoon, “what did you plan then?”

“She's staying here,” the room quieted down for a second. Jay knew Sunghoon wasn't asking. “Here?” Jay muttered nonetheless, “yeah, with us, for the time being.” Jay let out a long breath, his gaze falling on the ground beneath, “did you talk with her about this?”

Sunghoon shook his head, “no, and I know she won't even ask, but I'll do anything to make up her mind.” Jay looked at him for a minute, but later found himself nodding slowly, as if he's forcing himself to accept everything as quickly as possible.

“This will change things, Hoon.”

“I know,” Sunghoon didn't deny, “but I'm not letting her stay with that creep, especially when I can prevent it.” Jay watched as Sunghoon sighed heavily before turning towards him, their gaze heavy with something both of them never got the nerve to acknowledge. Something that always lingered between them, unresolved.

Jay swallowed, “you sure both of you are just fucking?” Sunghoon closed his eyes, “we just fuck, there's nothing official.” Jay's mouth twitched, something between a smile laced with something bitter. “You don't need to be official, and that's not the problem,” Sunghoon nodded, taking his bag off the floor and heading towards the door when Jay spoke again, “she's going to notice.”

Sunghoon stopped, hands brushing against the doorknob to pull it open, “she already does.”

You were sitting on your floor with your back against the couch, knees pulled to your chest. There's a tipsy flush to your cheeks as you scoff at Sunghoon's words, fingers toying with the condensation on your whiskey, “I'm not moving in with you.”

Sunghoon sat cross legged across from you, leaning against the coffee table which was now pushed back to accommodate both of you, “come one, even Jay thinks you moving with Jongsu it's a bad idea.” You blinked, resting your chin on your knees as you smirked at him, “I get the concern, but your boyfriend wouldn't like me there.”

Sunghoon's eyes narrowed, a flicker of amusement lit up behind his eyes, “Jay's not my boyfriend,” he picked up the bottle, swirling the remaining bit before drinking it. You laugh softly, leaning your head back against the couch, “whatever, but he's always so tense when I'm around, especially when it's you and me.”

Sunghoon didn't say anything for a beat, just watched you gulp down the remaining of your drink. He sighed, running a hand through his hair and looking away, jaw tight, like he's weighing the things inside his head, “he agreed with me though, I wouldn't have proposed the idea before talking it out with him.”

You sat up straight, eyes wide, “he doesn't mind me being there?” Sunghoon looked at you again, leaning a bit forward to give you a lingering kiss, “even he thinks it's unsafe for you to stay with Jongsu, even if it's temporary.” He pulled away, waiting for your response.

You opened your eyes, still feeling the weight of his lips against yours, “I wouldn't just be moving in your apartment, you know that right?” You mumbled, crawling towards him to straddle his lap, “I'll be stepping into your and Jay's space, and you know how Jay is.” Sunghoon's hands curled around you as he pressed kisses on your neck, “I know, but you don't have to stay with Jongsu just to keep things uncomplicated between us.”

You pull him away, cupping his face to connect your lips with his, he moaned, fingers tightening around your waist. “It's just temporary sweetheart, I am not asking you to stay long,” he mumbled as you pressed a kiss against his jaw, throwing his head back to give you space, “you can leave whenever you feel like, but move in, even if it will complicate things.”

You pull away slightly, looking into his eyes for any signs of uncertainty but when you found none, you slowly nodded your head. His hands slide under your shirt to pull it above your head, hands trailing up to cup the soft flesh of your breast before taking your nipple in his mouth.

Your back arched, the warmth of his mouth spreading heat all throughout your body. Your hips grinded against his and he bit your lips, licking it a bit before paying attention to your other boob with the same intensity. You continued grinding on his hips, and he occasionally bucked his hips up to increase the friction. You sighed, feeling dizzy at the feeling and when both of you came undone.

Sunghoon picked you up, helping you clean yourself and him, changing into different clothes as he slept beside you. His hand was draped across your waist, soft snores filling up your bedroom but you were wide awake, this was the second time Sunghoon slept beside you, and you weren't sure if you should be more worried about the fact that the lines were blurring between you both or how Jay would react to it.

You press your palm against your lower back, exhaling sharply as you straighten up. The room, their guestroom, though furnished, finally looked like it belonged to you a bit after unpacking your things. You left half of your things stored in their storeroom since you'd be moving out after sometime, so you only unpacked what was necessary.

“Hey,” you turned to see Jay poking his head inside your room, “you need any help?” You wiped the sweat formed on your forehead by the back of your hand, a sigh leaving your lips, “no, I'm done, thanks for helping with all those boxes though, means a lot.”

Jay nodded, opening the door fully, leaning against the doorframe after contemplating whether he should invite himself in or not. “Sunghoon's out, he'll probably be back late,” you nodded, sitting at the edge of your new bed, “I figured.”

Jay's eyes scanned the room before they landed back on you, “get a shower, I prepared dinner.” You smiled at the mention of dinner, “you didn't have to,” you stood up, feeling grateful. He shook his head, waving you off, stepping back, “I wanted to.”

You got out of the shower, deciding to just wear your tank top and shorts, you dried your hair and put on moisturizer and lip balm. You smiled at yourself in the mirror, feeling clean after bathing in dust all day. You made your way out of the room, walking towards the kitchen as the delicious smell of food surrounded the air.

“Wow, I didn't realize how hungry I was until I smelled the food,” you chuckled, making way towards Jay to help him with serving. Jay stopped for a second as you stood beside him, the lingering scent of your body wash and shampoo invading his lungs. “Guess all the moving made you hungry, good thing I've prepared enough.”

The dinner was laced with awkward energy, you were still trying to wrap your head around the fact that you've moved in with Sunghoon and Jay, albeit for a short while. You were almost done with your food when your phone rang, an unknown number, you frowned but decided to pick it up anyway. Jay looked at you for a second, before continuing his dinner.

“Yes? Who's this?” You asked, not recognizing the person, then you heard a long exhale from the other side, “where are you?” Your eyebrows creased, but before you could speak the voice spoke again, “you aren't in your apartment, where did you go? Moved out already? But weren't you supposed to move in with me?”

“Excuse me?” You snapped and Jay gave you a questioning look, “do I know you?” You heard some shuffling from the other end, “I'm Yoon Jongsu, I thought you were supposed to move in with me today.” You felt your blood drain from your body, you didn't remember giving him your number, let alone the address of your older apartment.

“I moved in somewhere else, please refrain yourself from contacting me again,” you were about to hang up when he spoke, “why would you move anywhere else? I thought we had a perfect dynamic,” you sighed, massaging your head, “I never said I'd move in with you, I'll be hanging up now.” You hung up the phone, immediately blocking his number.

Jay observed you for a second before getting up to put the plates away, “who was it?” You sighed, leaning on the table, “Yoon Jongsu.” Jay turned around to give you a pointed look, “you gave that guy your phone number?” You made your way towards the sink to help him with washing the dishes, “no, why would I? I don't know how he got it, so I blocked him.” Jay nodded, and both of you fell into a rhythm, he scrubbed the dishes and you rinsed. It's quiet, except for the low hum of water and dishes clinking against the sink.

You glanced at him, his head slightly bowed, hair falling over his forehead, jaw tight with focus. There's a soft glow on his face due to the kitchen light. The water trickled, his hand passing the pan to you without meeting your eyes. His fingers brushed against yours for a moment, his shoulder stiffened at the contact, you stopped yourself from saying anything.

“Thank you for the dinner,” you said and he hummed, looking at you, “don't mention it from now on, you're one of us now.” You laughed softly, bidding him good night and closed the door behind you.

The apartment is quiet when you open your bedroom door, the blinds are pre-drawn, casting a soft glow across the living room. You got up early as usual, did your morning routine, but the sleep still clung into your skin. You lazily dragged your feet towards the kitchen, your movements are just as drowsy as you, checking the time on the clock you smiled, pouring the coffee into two mugs.

You just stepped out of the kitchen when you heard the faint squeak of running shoes against the floor of the entryway. You leaned against the wall, waiting for Jay to notice as you watched him. His damp shirt clung onto his body, a towel slung over his shoulder, that's when you finally stood up straight and Jay stopped mid-step, finally noticing you. “Do you always wake up this early?” He asked as his eyes fell upon your hands, “yes,” you smiled, offering him the cup of coffee you made for him.

His eyes fell upon your extended hand, then slowly reached out to take it, “for me?” You nodded while taking a sip from your coffee, and you watched him tentatively take a sip, frowning, “it's too bitter,” you laughed, and you didn't miss the way his eyes lingered on your lips. Motioning him to come inside the kitchen with you, he followed you, “sorry, that's how I like my coffee, here take some sugar.” He mixed the sugar with his coffee, finally sighing in contentment. You looked at the time again, you'd have to start getting ready.

You put away your cup after washing it, just as Jay finished drinking his. You made a turn to go to your room when you felt Jay grab your wrist, “where are you going?” You turned around, eyes falling upon the way his hand was wrapped around your wrist. “To get ready for university?” You meekly replied, finally looking up to him, “hmm, go get ready, I'll shower and prepare breakfast, eat here and then we'll go together.” With that he was out of the kitchen, not giving you a single chance to reply.

“Hello students, I need to make your favorite announcement,” Mrs. Im exclaimed, and you could see how much she was enjoying the students reaction as all of you groaned, the mischievous smile giving it away. She clapped her hands, leaning against the table, waiting for class to calm down. “So, I need you guys to write me a research paper, I'll forward the topics and send it to our official group,” she started and you could already feel your heart drop. You wished you shared this class with Jake so you could complain about the assignment.

“It's an individual assignment, I'll take mercy on you for that one, read about those topics, search like you're already knee-deep in your PhD, and submit the assignment like you're officially applying to have your research paper published.” You sink in your seat, already praying to get an easier topic when she continued, “you guys are university students, I am not expecting mediocre work from you.”

Although you admired Mrs. Im and knew she was a genuinely cool professor, it was common knowledge that she took academics seriously, and she had no patience for half-hearted work.

You made your way out of the class when you heard Mrs. Im call your name, turning, you made your way back towards her, “I'm expecting a good paper from you,” she mumbled, smiling at you, “I know how much effort you put into your work and each one of them have been nothing but phenomenal, so I'm hoping the same this time around.” She patted your back in an encouraging manner and made her way towards the staff room.

You stood there, watching her go, as much as you were confident in yourself, it was never easy, trying your best to reach people's expectations, especially of your professor.

You sighed, already thinking about visiting the library to get started with the assignment, when you felt a hand drape around your shoulder. You turned around, not expecting Sunghoon to interact with you right in front of your class, Jay stood beside him, hands in his pocket, leaning against the wall. “What were you looking at?” Sunghoon asked, and your eyes fell upon the way students from your class started to whisper.

“Mrs. Im,” Jay chimed in, “she's her favorite student, if no one knows anything, her favorite student probably does,” Jay smirked, and you rolled your eyes, “are you jealous that I know the subject better?” Jay raised an eyebrow, now standing straight as he hovered close to you, “I don't need to be, I'm not that behind you after all.” You smiled, not backing down, “still behind me.”

“Okay okay, stop.” Sunghoon snuck in the middle, easing the tension, “I need to go out with Heeseung, he needs me, I'll catch you both in the apartment.” He bid you goodbye, nodding his head at Jay and then running towards Heeseung who was waiting for him at the end of the hallway. “You go ahead,” you turned towards Jay, “I need to go to the library.” Jay nodded, looking at the way Mrs. Im went, “I've some doubt regarding my topic, I'll go and talk with Mrs. Im in the meantime.”

You searched through the books, taking the two books you thought would help you with your topic, and you made your way towards the librarian. After keeping the books inside your bag, you exit the library and turn a corner to get out of the university's building when a figure almost collided with you. Getting startled, you stepped back a little, hands over your chest, you looked up and your blood ran cold as you recognized the person, Yoon Jongsu.

“Seriously?” Jongsu leaned his head sideways, “did you really just blocked me?” You took a deep breath, head held up, though you gripped your bag tighter. “Yes,” you replied in a calm voice, “I told you not to contact me.” He huffed a breath, hands in his pockets, “and I didn't, at least not after you blocked me.” You gulped, irritation boiling up in your veins at his persistent behavior, “keep it that way, why would you come here?”

He looked over at you, not in a flirting way but like he was looking in a calculating way, like he was trying to piece something together, “to talk to you ofcourse, last time I couldn't do that since you blocked me.” You rolled your eyes, eyebrows creased in frustration, “we met once, I moved somewhere else, I don't think I owe you any explanation, I did talk with your landlord about it.”

He scoffed, leaning on the wall, casual. “why did you move in somewhere else? I offered my place to you.” He folded his arms, eyes holding genuine confusion as if he couldn't understand why you'd choose somewhere else over his place. “You did, and I said I'll think about it, then I found a place which suited me better, that should be the end of this.” He exhaled, straightening up to pace around in front of you, “where do you live now?” Your eyes narrowed, “that's none of your business.”

The flicker of tension behind his eyes sharpened, he stepped closer, “you don't have to be rude.” You stepped back, creating distance, “and you don't have to be so intrusive, I never gave you my old address or number, yet you somehow got it, I clearly asked you to not contact me again but here you are, crossing boundaries again.” He didn't seem much affected, instead he smiled as if your reaction amused him, “you make it seem so dramatic.”

“And you make it seem like I owe you my personal information, which I don't. Stay away from me Jongsu, this is the last time we speak.” You glared as you walked past him, eyes trained forward. You walked without turning back once, didn't let him see the way your shoulders tensed. But your heart was pounding inside, as your pace increased in a desperate attempt to create as much distance as possible.

You turned back once, to check if he was following you but you didn't see anyone. You sighed in relief, turning around to continue walking when you bumped against someone.

You shrieked, stumbling back, only to feel a firm hand catch your wrist, grounding you. “Take it easy, it's just me, what are you running from?” A low, steady and familiar voice spoke. You blinked, looking up to see Jay looking at you in confusion. “Sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going,” Jay looked at you for a second, eyes narrowing but he didn't push further, “okay, but are you sure everything's fine?” You nodded your head quickly, “what are you doing here?”

Jay sighed, avoiding your eyes, “I waited for you, but you were taking too long so I thought I'll just swing by the library, don't mind that, let's go home.” He nodded his head towards the parking lot, already two steps ahead. You followed him, looking back one last time before running to catch up with him. You could feel he didn't buy your lie, you could see it in the way his shoulders were tense and he slowed his pace so he was talking right beside you.

You leaned against the headboard in your room, the only light inside the room was from your laptop as you watched your favorite drama. The apartment was quiet, just how you liked it. Jay was out of the apartment, and Sunghoon came in late.

You sighed, mind still racing with thoughts about your encounter with Jongsu, you massaged your head, praying he won't try to contact you again. Your phone buzzed beside you, a text. You unlocked it to see Sunghoon's name, ‘door's unlock, come if you're awake, need to feel you.’

Your thighs automatically rubbed against each other at the text, closing your laptop and pulling off the covers, you looked over your outfit in the mirror. You skimmed out of your shorts, leaving you only with your oversized t-shirt and panties, you left your room. You didn't knock, just slip inside his room, barefooted, the hardwood cold under your toes. Sunghoon was sitting at the edge of the bed, eyes trained on the ground but then glanced up when he heard you approach him.

His hands gripped your hips, pulling you closer so you stood in between his legs. He nuzzled into your stomach, a deep sigh escaping his lips. Your brows furrowed, but you still reached up to run your fingers through his hair, “you good baby?”

He nodded against your stomach, placing a kiss against it, “it's been a while since I held you like this.” Your heart stuttered but you pulled him away, tracing his eyebrow gently, “well you have me now.” He smiled, though it didn't hold the usual mischievous glint behind them, “I know.”

He pulled your t-shirt up with one hand, the other tugging your panties down your leg. You gasped after feeling the cool air brushed against your bare core. Sunghoon didn't waste any time, just dived in and licked a long stripe against your slit. You moaned, fingers curling tightly around his hair and shoulder. He adjusted one of your legs on the bed, beside his thigh, angling his head so he could eat you better. One of his hands gripped the swell of your ass so you wouldn't move away, anchoring you to him.

He flicked his tongue against your pussy, licking up your juices that spilled out. You arched your back, head thrown back in ecstacy, “I missed your mouth so much,” you breathed out, cupping your breast. He looked up, mouth still attached to your pussy as he sucked on your clit.

He groaned, rolling his eyes as he watched you pull the t-shirt over your head as you played with your breast. He groaned again, slipping his fingers inside, curling around just enough to choke out a broken gasp out of you. His nose brushed against your clit as his tongue licked up your wetness.

“I'm cumming,” you groaned as you felt the familiar knot in your stomach. He held you tightly as your body trembled, orgasm washing over you. He licked up all your juices, not letting a single drop go to waste. You knew better than to push him away, knowing well that he wouldn't let you move.

He continued slurping your juices, moaning into your pussy as if it was him getting off. He removed his fingers, licking them clean when he pulled away. Your knees buckled and he pulled you on his lap. Your head dropped on his shoulder, and he wrapped his arms around to ground you.

Sunghoon made you sit on the bed and got up from the bed, leaning down against the headboard after taking off his pants and boxers. You made your way towards him, straddling his lap. He kissed you as he lined himself against your entrance, a choked moan leaving his lips as he bottomed out. “Fuck, I missed this so much,” he breathed, thumbs rubbing circles on your hips. You sighed, feeling full.

You wrapped your arms around his neck to pull him in for a kiss. His hands moved slowly against your skin as you moved against him. His movements were less rushed as compared to other times, like he was taking his time memorising than chasing his needs. You indulged in him with the same quiet intensity. When both of you were done chasing your highs, you laid on your back, breathing shallow. He laid beside you, fingers tracing your side, as he looked at you. His hand lingered on your body, warm and gentle but still a bit hesitant.

“Do you still feel awkward here?” He murmured, his voice low and rough. You didn't look at him but you let out a soft hum. The trembling of your body had calmed down but you couldn't calm your heart. You were starting to realize things weren't as casual with Sunghoon as both of you initially meant, though both of you were too cowardly to talk about it. You only called out for each other to chase your high, then leave. But somewhere along the way, both of you started lingering even after that.

The slow drag of his fingers against your skin, the way he mumbled sweet nothings in your ears, the way he praised you, it was all too sweet. All too consuming, and they tugged at your heart in a way you weren't sure you could afford to feel. And it scared you, how you weren't really minding the way he curled up beside you, head tucked in your neck, legs tangled. You were scared how you didn't mind getting used to this.

You woke up, looking out the window you could tell it was early in the morning, your hands reached out to pull your t-shirt and panties back on you. You looked over your shoulder, Sunghoon was still deep in sleep, mouth parted as he clutched the pillow closer. You stared at him for a minute, feeling the weird tightening in your chest the more you looked.

You sighed, deciding to get back in your room since you had a long day ahead before the weekend hit, you slipped out of his room. Your mind was filled with thoughts you couldn't piece together, too consumed by them to notice Jay watching you slip out of Sunghoon's room to get inside yours when he got out of his room for his morning run.

You made coffee for you and Jay, like you always did. You looked at the time, frowning when he didn't show up in the kitchen as usual. You knocked on his door, waiting. “Jay?” You called out, knocking again and he opened the door, bag slung over his shoulder as he looked at you.

“You're going already? But the class doesn't start until later,” you questioned as you stepped aside. He nodded his head, eyes looking anywhere but you, “yeah, I need to find something related with my assignment, so I'll get going now,” He mumbled, making his way towards the entrance.

You followed him like a lost puppy, “I made you coffee,” you blurted meekly, he hesitated for a moment, “I figured, I'm sorry, I really need to go,” you opened your mouth to say something but closed it back when you saw him grab his keys hurriedly.

“Jay,” you called out, and he turned towards you, raising his eyebrows, “um, you didn't eat breakfast, don't forget to have it before the class starts.” You weren't even sure why you felt the need to call his name, more or less reminding him to eat his breakfast. He looked at you for a while before slowly nodding his head and leaving the apartment.

You don't remember how long you stood at the entryway, looking at the door where Jay stood a few moments back. It had been an unspoken routine between you two, you'd make coffee for him then he'd make breakfast and both of you would eat it and leave for the university together. Today felt different, almost weird, to not share your coffee or breakfast with him.

You turned around when you felt footsteps approaching, “you're up already?” You questioned as you spotted Sunghoon coming out of his room, rubbing his eyes.

“Hmm?” He mumbled, finally looking at you, “oh? You're still here? Class got cancelled?” He questioned as he approached you, wrapping his hands around your waist and kissing your neck as he pulled you closer. You clutched his arms, tilting your head to give more access to him. His lips felt too soft against your skin.

“Why are you up early today?” You asked, pulling away a little. “Hmm, I was expecting you beside me when I woke up, but you weren't there, couldn't sleep back after that.” You could feel your throat tighten, but you smiled, “I'll get ready.”

Sunghoon grabbed your wrist when you stepped away, “Go get ready, I’ll make breakfast, eat first then I'll drop you off and go to my class.” You nodded your head, and he released his hold on you. Neither of you spoke much during the breakfast, a quiet silence enveloping around you.

Sunghoon bid you goodbye as soon as he parked in the university's parking lot, you declined when he offered to drop you till your class, “my class is literally in the opposite building to yours Hoon, let's meet later.” He was about to retort but then nodded his head, running towards his building and you turned to go to yours.

You entered the class, which was almost full, scanning the room to see if there were any seats left in the middle. Your eyes drifted off towards Jay, he kept his bag on the seat beside him and if today was any other day, you'd have probably approached him without a second thought, but you hesitated.

Eyes scanning around the rooms again to see if there are any other seats. Mrs. Im entered the class, standing beside you, “difficulty in finding the seat today?” She asked in a cheerful tone, the class quieted down as soon as she entered and unfortunately it put the spotlight on you too.

You sighed, nodding your head as she looked around for any seat, your eyes caught onto a moment from your peripheral vision. You looked at Jay as he removed his bag and put it on the ground beside him, and you breathed a sigh of relief as you approached the seat to sit beside him. “So now that everyone is settled, shall we start the class?”

You turned your head, looking at Jay, “thanks for saving up a seat.” He didn't look at you, eyes focused on the board, “I know you don't like sitting at the back in Mrs. Im's class.” He didn't need to elaborate further because both of you knew you liked sitting close to the board in Mrs. Im’s class because it was your favorite class.

Even as the day ended, and you heaved a sigh of relief, dreaming about how you'd spend your weekend other than getting drowned in your assignments, your mind kept drifting towards Jay who made it his personal mission to not have a single prolonged conversation with you. His replies were short, ending the conversation before it even started. You thought maybe he was having a bad day, then you saw him talking with other people, laughing and joking like it was just another day.

You concluded maybe you did something wrong, but you weren't sure what you did or maybe he spent most of his time around you so he was trying to create space and talk with other people for a change. Even that thought went flying above your head when you saw him brush past Sunghoon in a hurry, mumbling something about being busy. Sunghoon looked at you, confusion written on his face and you shrugged, unable to answer.

You were sitting on the chair in a corner of the living room as you were researching your assignment while watching the city from the wall length glass window. The sight never failed to amaze you and you found yourself coming here when you couldn't sleep or when your head was too loud. Jay sat a few feet away from you, on the couch, watching a movie he mentioned about while doing his own assignment.

“Are you guys seriously doing work on a weekend?” Sunghoon asked as he leaned against the wall. Jay nodded, “just for tonight, the deadline is approaching.” Sunghoon looked at you and you nodded in agreement, he sighed. “I'll go out with Heeseung then,” he announced, disappearing into his room to get changed.

You looked at your laptop screen, the topic of your assignment starting back at you along with various tabs with research articles. Your eyes followed Sunghoon as he bid you both goodbye then they landed on Jay who was now leaning against the couch, head thrown back.

“This topic is too hard, nothing I do is making me satisfied,” you complained to no one in particular after some time, glaring at the screen as if it personally offended you. Jay turned his body towards you, resting his chin on the back of the couch, “we still have time.”

You glanced at him, biting your lips, “how far did you complete?” He looked at his laptop before his eyes landed on you again, “halfway?” And you know you still have a lot of time to complete the assignment, but something about the casual way Jay talked about his topic made you uneasy. What if you fucked up this assignment and disappoint Mrs. Im?

You nodded, turning back towards your assignment with newfound fire in your eyes which wasn't there before. Jay shook his head, closing his laptop as he settled on the couch to watch the movie. You kept working on your assignment, losing the track of time, somewhere in between, when the movie was finished, Jay got out of the living room but you were fixed on your work.

You only stopped when you saw Jay's shadow loom over you. “Come on, it's past midnight, eat something or you'll pass out,” you closed your laptop, placing your things on the coffee table beside Jay's and made your way into the kitchen.

“Don't be so hard on yourself, we still have time,” you heard him speak as you were halfway through your dinner. You sighed, running a hand through your hair, “it's easy to say that when you've almost completed the work.” He gave you a deadpan look, “don't be like that, you know everyone works at their own pace.” You knew that, you knew everyone works at their own pace, but you couldn't help comparing, not when every professor that taught you always spoke highly of Jay too.

“Okay, I'll try my best.” Jay looked at you for a second before nodding his head. He cleaned the table as you washed the dishes, your mind still replaying the conversation you had with Jay earlier. “Do you need any help?” Jay asked when he finished cleaning up, you turned around, shaking your head no before continuing washing dishes. “Okay,” he said, making his way out of the kitchen. You finished washing the dishes, stretching your back as you made your way towards the refrigerator to get some water.

You stepped out of the kitchen, turning towards the living room to take your things back to your room, you spotted Jay, drawing the blinds as you stepped inside. He didn't notice your presence, so you took your time to look at him.

He wasn't wearing anything special, just a t-shirt and his shorts, but still you couldn't bring yourself to take your eyes off him. He looked too handsome to not stare. The realization of what you were thinking hit you too fast and you shook your head, tearing your gaze and thoughts off of him as you turned around to go back, deciding to take your things later.

Jay finally turned, eyes catching your figure mid turn as if he didn't expect you standing there. He called your name, and you spun around to face him, too fast, too off guard that he called you. Your foot twisted at the edge of the rug, and before you could balance yourself, your ankle gave out beneath you. A sharp pain bloomed through your leg and you sat down, holding your leg as pain surged through you, hot and quick.

“Shit,” you heard Jay breathing as he moved beside you, “are you okay?” You didn't answer him right away, too focused on clutching your ankle to ease the pain. He crouched beside you, one knee brushing the floor as he reached out towards your leg hesitantly. “Can I?” He asked, motioning towards your leg. You nodded, and he gently touched your ankle, fingers brushing against your skin as if he was scared you'd break. A frown adorned his eyebrows as he tried to move your ankle, checking.

“Okay, there's no swelling, so that's a good thing,” you let out a soft breath, still wincing as you moved your ankle too much. “It's so stupid, I should've looked properly.” Jay huffed a small laugh, more breath than sound as he looked at you, “why would you even spin that fast?” You glared at him, “I was just startled, that's it.” He nodded, eyes still focused on your ankle, “let's get you to your room,” he murmured as he slid his arm around your waist and other under your knees, pulling you up with him as if you weighed nothing.

You tensed, hands circling around his shoulders to stabilize yourself, “Jay I can walk.” He shook his head, already adjusting you in his arms, “no you clearly can't.” There wasn't any sharpness behind his tone, just a steady insistence. He held you like this wasn't the first time as he made his way down the hallway and into your room. You caught his scent, light soap mixed with honey and vanilla, too familiar. He set you down on your bed, leaving the room without uttering another word.

For a moment you thought he left you just like that, with a wide open door. But then he returned, now carrying a first aid box in his hand, closing the door behind him as he sat in front of you. He took off the ointment, taking a generous amount as he lightly massaged your ankle. You hissed in pain, one of your hands clutching the sheet as the other held his forearm. If your nails dug into his skin, he didn't complain.

After a while, when you got used to the action, you relaxed a bit, still holding onto his forearm as you watched him. A weird feeling bloomed inside your stomach, with the way he had been avoiding you all day, you were shocked to see him tend to you with such gentleness. He closed the first aid box, keeping it on your nightstand, he got up ready to go when you stopped him. “Thanks for this,” you spoke and he nodded, “don't mention it,” walking out of your room and closing the door behind him.

As soon as Jay closed your door, the door to Sunghoon's room bursted open. Jay flinched, not expecting him to be home so soon. Sunghoon's eyes narrowed as he watched Jay, a flicker of confusion in his eyes, “you were with her just now?” He asked cautiously, Jay looked back at your door as if it would speak on his behalf but then he nodded, looking back at him. “I didn't know you were that close?” Jay scoffed at the sharpness of his voice, “well I guess we are now.”

Sunghoon's lips twitched, and he made his way towards Jay, stepping closer. Jay held his gaze, not backing off. “Is that how it is?” Sunghoon question, his breath fanning against Jay's cheek. “Yeah,” Jay replied, eyes falling on Sunghoon's lips for a moment before he backed off, brushing past Sunghoon to get inside his room.

Sunghoon took a step forward, hand curling around the doorknob of your room before he hesitated. Taking his hand off your doorknob, he stepped back, slipping inside his room instead.

Sunghoon stood in front of his mirror, adjusting the collar of his black shirt, giving himself one last once-over. His phone buzzed on the dresser beside him. He glanced down just as your name lit up his screen. Right then, the door of his room creaked open, and Jay stepped in, fully dressed, keys in his hand. His eyes flickered towards the buzzing phone. Sunghoon raised his eyebrows as he looked at Jay, “looks like she reached the party.”

Instead of replying, Jay crossed his arms across his chest and leaned against the door frame. Sunghoon picked up the call, thumb tapping against the speaker. As soon as he answered the call, loud music blared through the speaker, bass heavy, there were voices in the background, laughter spilling inside Sunghoon's quiet room.

For a while, none of them could hear anything other than the background noise, too loud then your voice echoed through the speaker, warm and half-dizzy, “where are you guys? Please tell me you're on your way, Jiyeon is busy with her other friends, I don't want to be surrounded by strangers for long.”

Jay smirked at your voice, already straightening up. Sunghoon looked at him, his expressions neutral as he replied, “we’re leaving now.” Both of them made their way out of the apartment, “good, I'll be waiting somewhere, please find me as soon as possible, see ya.” Just as Sunghoon was about to hit the end button he heard you curse, and both of them stopped, trying to catch what was happening or if you needed any help.

“I'm not interested in you Mr., leave me alone, this is the second time I'm telling you.” Jay looked at Sunghoon, they could faintly hear the guy keep on insisting and the way you groaned in frustration. Jay was about to say something to Sunghoon when your voice rang from the speaker, loud and clear, “boy I will break your ribs and make you suck your own dick if you're that desperate to put your dick in something, don't test me.” Jay looked at Sunghoon, eyes wide in shock, Sunghoon just laughed, ending the call as your voice drowned out with more curses.

The party was in full swing by the time Jay and Sunghoon reached inside the house. Laughter spilling through high ceilings, colored lightning coating their silhouette. There was a DJ on the opposite end of the bar, the large living room cleared to make space to hang around and dance.

Jay stopped Sunghoon in the doorway, his eyes scanning the room. Sunghoon pointed in the direction where you were sitting on the armrest of the couch, leaned against the wall, nursing a glass of half-empty glass, as you nodded at someone.

You weren't really in the center, but you might as well have been since they couldn't get their eyes off. You laughed at something, tilting your head back, your hair falling over your shoulder catching the light. And the black dress that you wore, looked like it was tailor made just for you, hugging your body just right.

Jay stood there, frozen for a second, his gaze lingering on your bare thighs longer than he would like to admit. Beside him Sunghoon smirked, all too familiar with this side of you, in your element, free from your student life.

They could see your eyes roaming around the room before they landed on both of them, a wide, giddy smile etching up on your face in relief as you motioned them to come closer. Sunghoon moved first, easy and relaxed as he navigated through the crowd. Jay hesitated for a moment, before following Sunghoon.

Jay's steps slowed down a bit when he reached you, and for a moment he just observed you. His eyes scanned every action of yours, the way you were drinking alcohol, posture relaxed, eyes gleaming, the way you arched your eyebrows at them, the way your lips curled around the corner, mischievously. He had never seen you like this, so free, eased off all the worries of assignments and classes.

Sunghoon leaned against the wall beside you as Jay sat beside you on the couch. “Took you guys long enough,” you complained, gulping down the rest of your drink, Sunghoon chuckled, “but we are here now, aren't we?” Nudging you with his hip as he passed one glass to Jay and took a sip with another.

After that, conversation flowed in seamlessly between you three, the rest of the world blocking out as you teased each other for their alcohol tolerance. Sunghoon casually reached out inside his pocket, mid laugh as he pulled a cigarette and lit it up with practised ease.

He took a slow drag out of it, then without a word he offered it to you across your shoulder. You took it without hesitation, lifting it up to your lips and inhaling. You let the smoke rest as you passed the cigarette back to Sunghoon and exhaled out the smoke and just like that, Jay paused.

He didn't say anything, didn't even react much but you saw the way his eyes lingered on you as you resumed your story like it wasn't a big deal, and it wasn't. Jay leaned back against the couch, lifting his glass up to take a sip, watching you through the rim of the glass.

The night continued, Jay was talking with a guy you didn't know the name of, Sunghoon was dragged away by Heeseung to get more drinks and you were leaning against the kitchen counter, swirling the drink in your hand. Your eyes were trained on Sunghoon, the way his arm was slung over Heeseung's shoulder, a lazy grin plastered on his face, as he stumbled a bit.

Jay approached you, and your attention shifted. “I didn't know you smoke,” he voiced out as he stepped closer, you smirked turning to face him as he leaned beside you. “Are you judging me?” You asked, more amused than defensive and he shook his head, “just intrigued, didn't know you had this side too.”

Your smile deepened and you hid it by drinking the alcohol from your cup, before you could say anything to him, your eyes landed on Sunghoon, who was being helped by Heeseung and one other guy, as they nearly tripped while keeping him afloat. “I think we should head home, otherwise he will puke over someone.”

Jay followed your gaze, sighing as he put his drink down. “Come on, I'll get him to the car.” Jay walked towards them, lifting off Sunghoon from their shoulders with ease, like he had done this countless times. Sunghoon muttered something against Jay's neck, lips brushing against Jay's skin. Jay sucked in his breath as he led him towards the car.

You followed both of them through the crowd, pausing when you felt a hand circle around your wrist. You turned around to find Jiyeon, the birthday girl, smiling at you. Stepping closer, you leaned in to press a kiss against her cheek, “happy birthday love, I think I'll head back now, enjoy your party okay?” Jiyeon pouted, not really in the mood to let go of you yet.

You hugged her, promising to hangout soon, and she nodded, letting you go as another person called out her name. “Be safe, and text me when you'll reach home,” she yelled at you before she was dragged away by her other friends. You just laughed, nodding at her before you turned around to get out of the house.

As you stepped out of the house, you could see Jay shutting the door of the passenger's seat close after he helped Sunghoon get in. He sighed, running a hand through his hair, watching Sunghoon's breathing even out as he drifted off to sleep. You made your way down the stairs of the entrance, eager to get back home and relax. The party had dulled into a background noise as you made your way towards the car, when you heard a voice from behind you.

“There you are,” you froze, immediately recognizing the voice, Yoon Jongsu. You heard him step closer, and you turned to your side when he stood beside you. “You always try to run away from me,” he stepped closer, invading your space, “but I keep on finding you, is that fate?”

The amount of alcohol you consumed, and the cigarette together made everything a bit more slower in your system, “what the hell are you doing here?” He put his hands in his pockets, eyes shamelessly trailing down your body, “just wanted to talk, why do you always push me away?”

“I don't want to talk, leave now.” You took a step back but he moved two steps forward. “Come on,” he pouted, head tilting in mock concern, “you're clearly drunk, you need someone to take care of you, let me do that.” His hand touched your arm and you flinched, slapping his hand away and before you could say anything to him, he stepped forward, wrapping his arms around your waist and he bent towards your neck, his breath warm and sour against your skin. You pushed him away, but his grip tightened, “you smell so fucking good, I missed you so much.”

“Leave me,” you cried, shoving him hard but your movements were clumsy with all the alcohol running inside your veins. You were about to give up, eyes welling up with tears when Jongsu was ripped away from you, the force strong enough that you stumbled forward a bit at the impact.

Jay grabbed Jongsu by the shoulder before slamming his body down on the pavement. “What the fuck do you think you're doing?” Jongsu's eyes widened as Jay curled his fingers around his neck, his hands gripping on Jay's arms to push him away. Before Jongsu could speak, Jay landed a punch on his face, clean and hard.

Jongsu's head slammed against the pavement and he tried to land a punch on Jay's jaw. Jay gripped his neck tighter and before Jongsu could recover, Jay landed another punch, harder than before. Jongsu curled his body, gasping for air, blood dripping down his lips and cheek.

“You've already harassed two of my friends, you think I would let you go in one piece after you touched her?” Jongsu tried to get up, hands trembling, but failed as he couldn't find the strength. “Try going near her, I swear to god.” Jongsu's eyes landed on you before he looked at Jay's furious gaze, he stumbled back, crawling halfway through before he found enough energy to get up and run away.

Jay had his back turned towards you, chest rising and falling. Your eyes handed on his bruised knuckles, split open by the force at which he punched Jongsu. He turned towards you, eyes still wild but they softened as soon as he looked at you. “Did he hurt you?” He asked, stepping closer, you shook your head but he could hear the way your expression cracked, and the way your hands trembled that you weren't okay.

Cautiously, Jay stepped closer, circling one of his hands around your waist. You leaned into his touch, a little bit hesitant but you leaned your head against his shoulder. The only thing that grounded you amidst the chaos that happened a few moments back was his scent, and the way he held you like he was afraid you'd shatter if he let go.

“Let's get back home,” he mumbled as he felt you calm down a bit, hand running random patterns on your waist. You nodded, pulling away and Jay reluctantly slid his hand off your waist to hold your hand instead.

He led you towards the car, opening the door of the backseat and helping you get in. You called out his name just as he was about to get inside the driver's seat. “Come here,” you motioned him to sit beside you in the backseat for a while. He nodded, opening the door to slide beside you.

He watched you turn around to get the first aid box from the back. You gently held his bruised hand in your lap, cleaning the blood and applying ointment on it. You wrapped a bandage around his hand, tying a knot.

Jay watched you silently, eyes never leaving your face. “You didn't have to hit him like that,” you mumbled as you felt the weight of his gaze on you. He huffed, completely disagreeing, “I had to.” You shook your head as you looked at him, “I don't care that Jongsu is hurt,” you whispered, “but I do care about you, I don't like seeing you hurt, Jay.”

He didn't speak, just shifted closer to you. Thigh pressing up against yours, his hand stayed on your lap as you kept your eyes on his hand. His free hand reached up, fingertips grazing under your eye, then your jaw before they slipped around the nape of your neck. You didn't pull away, but you tilted your head up and your nose brushed against his. Your heart stuttered as his upper lip grazed against yours, barely, a ghost of a kiss, not quite real. You closed your eyes as your breath mingled with his.

His thumb slowly travelled to the back of your ear, before dipping lower, grazing your throat, then your collarbone. His movements weren't rushed, they were deliberate, intentional. “You're shaking,” he murmured, not accessing, just observing, “is your mind still replaying that scene?” He asked, mouth too close to your skin.

Jay tilted his head, breath trailing down from your cheek to your neck, his lips brushed against the curve of your neck, it wasn't a kiss but it was enough to make your body still.

He dropped his hand from your neck to your thigh, fingers brushing against the soft skin of your inner thighs as he finally settled his hand near the hem of your dress. His touch was feather light, like he was trying to get your mind to focus on him instead, like he was trying to ground you. And you didn't stop him, just soaked yourself in his presence.

Your hand found his and you intertwined your fingers tightly around his, “Jay,” you whispered, barely audible. He squeezed your hand in response.

His nose brushed against the skin of your neck, his warm breath anchoring you, “I'm doing this to erase his touch from your body,” he whispered, voice rough, “let me replace him so you would remember me instead.”

Before you could wrap your head around his words, his mouth parted to place a kiss at the crook of your neck. He pressed his lips against your skin, slow and steady, not rushed, not aggressive. It felt like undoing, like he was trying to rewrite something that you didn't like the first time.

Your breath hitched but you tilted your head, giving him space. Jay didn't stop pressing gentle kisses along your neck till your breathing eased under him, till he was sure you weren't shaking anymore. He pulled away far enough to look at you, “are you feeling okay?” You nodded your head, “yes.”

You nuzzled closer to his chest, finding home at the crook of his neck. One of his hands circled around your waist, rubbing your back in soothing motion, for a while both of you sat in silence, the weight of the lingering tension between both of you laid heavy on your mind.

“Let's go home,” Jay finally spoke, voice a little hoarse. You nodded your head, but neither of you moved for another minute. He opened the car's door, stepping into the night before circling around the driver's seat to get you home. Sunghoon was still deep in his sleep, blissfully unaware of everything that had happened.

When you reached the apartment complex, Jay carried Sunghoon on his back as you supported Sunghoon's weight. You opened the door, taking Sunghoon's shoes off and helping Jay with laying him on the bed. You went inside the kitchen as Jay started taking off Sunghoon's jacket and accessories, you bought a pack of Advil and a glass of water for him to take when he wakes up. Jay removed a few strands of hair from Sunghoon's forehead, his moments tender as he stepped away.

You left Sunghoon's room, feeling as if you were intruding a moment when you felt fingers wrapping around your wrist. You turned around, surprised and Jay pulled you towards him, chest to chest, his hand sliding up your spine to rest against the back of your neck, firm and grounding.

“Today wasn't the first time,” he wasn't asking, it was a statement and with the way he was looking in your eyes, you couldn't bring yourself to lie. Instead you lowered your eyes but he tilted your head up, “why didn't you call me when you clearly knew you wouldn't be able to fight him?”

“I didn't think it would escalate that bad,” you murmured as he leaned in, nose brushing against yours. “Next time, I hope there's no next time,” he breathed, shutting his eyes close as if it pained him to even think about it, “but if that ever happens again, call me or Sunghoon, let us help you.”

You nodded your head, and he pulled your head against his chest as he hugged you tightly. “I know you prefer to solve your own issues, but I'm offering, I'll come to you whenever, just don't go through your struggles alone.” You gripped his shirt, overwhelmed.

“Promise me,” he whispered and you nodded, he gripped your neck as he pulled back, eyes narrowing at you, “use your words, princess.” Your breath hitched at the tone of his voice, much harsher than he ever used with you, “yes, I promise.”

He rubbed the side of your neck with his thumb, his movements gentle, “good, go to sleep now, don't go to university tomorrow, rest up, I'll take the notes for you.” He kissed your forehead, lightly, before pressing his palm flat against your stomach to gently push you inside your bedroom. You let him, “good night, Jay.” “Night.” You closed the door.

You knocked on Sunghoon's door the next day before pushing it open. You peeked your head inside and Sunghoon was already sitting up on his bed, hair disheveled as he sleepily gazed at you. Stepping into his room, you approached him, removing the hair that fell upon his forehead as you sat in front of him. “How are you feeling?” You asked, and he grabbed your hand, placing it on his lap, intertwining his fingers with yours. “I'm good,” he kept his eyes on your intertwined hands.

You frowned, “are you sure? I can order takeout.” You got up to get your phone but he just pulled you back, not letting go. “Jay already prepared breakfast, I ate with him before he went to university.” You nodded, before cupping his cheek so he would look at you, “is something bothering you then?”

He sucked in a breath, eyes falling on your connected hand before he slumped against your shoulder, head nestled between your neck and shoulder. You sighed, running a hand through his hair to soothe him. “You wanna go out for coffee?” You felt him nod as he pressed a lingering kiss against your neck.

You sat on the passenger's seat as Sunghoon drove back, feeling relaxed. You were contemplating on whether to talk to Sunghoon about what happened yesterday or to just let go and talk it out some other time because he looked more tense and in his head today. You leaned your head against the lead, sighing and Sunghoon gave you a look as he pulled into the parking lot of his apartment.

He parked away from his regular spot, in a more secluded area, and you frowned but didn't question him. “Do you not plan on telling me anything and just keep it between you and Jay?” His words caught you off guard, and you looked at him, his hands clutching the steering wheel so tight that his knuckles went white.

“What are you saying?” You asked, taking off your seatbelt to fully face him. “Jongsu, Jay told me what happened yesterday,” he looked at you, removing his seatbelt as he waited for you to say something.

“Jay took care of him, I don't think he'll return, you know I would have dealt with him myself but I was drunk,” you explained, and he huffed a breath. “I know he won't come around, I'll make sure of that,” he muttered, breaking eye contact. You massage your temple, “I'm sorry that I didn't tell you guys, even I was surprised when I saw him.” He neither looked at you, nor replied for a while, then he slowly reclined his seat as he looked at you. He patted on his thighs, looking at you and you removed your shoes, settling on his lap.

His hands trailing upward from your waist to your chest, sliding off your jacket lazily. You frowned when he started unbuttoning your shirt, hands grabbing his as you gave him a look, “what if someone will see? We're literally in your parking lot, we can do this at home.”

Sunghoon clicked his tongue, removing his own jacket and unbuttoning a few of the top buttons to expose his skin. You suck in a breath, eyes wandering around the parking lot, “what if the windows fog? It can turn on the fire alarm!” Sunghoon shrugged, lowering the windows just a little bit so air could flow out, “happy?” He smirked, trailing his hands up to remove your shirt fully.

You rolled your eyes, but didn't stop him. He unhooked your bra and you slipped the straps off your shoulders. Sunghoon's eyes darkened as he took in the sight of your bare chest like he hadn't seen them before, licking his bottom lip, cupping both of your tits, massaging the soft flesh, playing with the bud.

“I could play with your tits forever you know,” he replied, eyes hooded, a lazy smirk adorning his lips. His movements weren't rushed, in fact he was deliberate, as he slowly dipped his head to capture your nipple in his mouth while toying with the other.

You threw your head back, arching into him as he sucked on your tit, he moaned, sliding one of his hands across your waist to anchor you to him. He bit the bud lightly, the press of his teeth firm enough to send chills down your spine, your hips started moving back and forth to ease the ache in your stomach and Sunghoon groaned, pinching your other nipple.

“Don't rush,” he spoke through gritted teeth, not letting go your nipple from his mouth and then he went back on sucking your other tit with the same level of reverence he did with the previous one.

His hand guided your hips in slow manner, he occasionally bucked his hips to create more friction just to hear you moan. His drool slid off from your breast to your stomach, eyes closed as if he was on cloud nine. He let go off your tits to capture your lips with his, and your mouth parted instinctively.

He pushed his tongue in your mouth, exploring. His hand travelled down to massage your pussy through your panties. You clutched his shoulders hard, and you were too dazed to realize he had freed himself in the meantime.

He pushed your skirt up till your waist and tucked your panties to the side, gathering your wetness on his dick with a few slow drags against your slit before pushing it in. You circled your arms around his neck, head tucked against his neck, breathing him in. He kissed your temple as he caressed your sides, “let me do all the work, you just sit on my lap like the sweetheart you are.”

He started thrusting his hips in you, slow, precise and deep. You held onto the seat and his shoulder when you felt your orgasm crash over you, coating his lower abdomen in your essence. He groaned as he neared his own release, spurting his cum inside you as he continued to ride out his orgasm.

You cupped his cheeks, placing a kiss on his lips as his breathing evened out, he chased your lips when you pulled away, grabbing your neck to pull you back to him. You sat there for a while sharing lazy kisses and gentle caresses while still being covered in each other's slick, he was still deep inside you. “I always wanted to try car sex, perfect opportunity,” he chuckled, looking at you as you dressed yourself up. You rolled your eyes, chuckling along with him nonetheless. “You're insatiable.”

You took a shower, deciding to edit your assignment and give it some final touch before submitting it tomorrow. You took your laptop in the living room where you usually liked to work, Sunghoon left the apartment a few hours ago to complete his own group project. “I'll be in my room if you need anything,” Jay smiled as he switched off the TV so as to not disturb.

You waved back at him half heartedly, sighing as you reached for the power button on your laptop, you scrolled through the phone, waiting for the screen to light up. The familiar chime fell into your ears, the screen blinked on.

You tossed your phone on the table, leaning over to search for the folder where you kept all your academic related things. Your gaze roamed over the screen lazily, trying to find the all too familiar file name. Before you could click on the folder, your screen's light flickered, confusion washing over you and then nothing.

You froze, eyes fixed on the file, you refreshed the folder, still nothing. With trembling fingers, you restarted your laptop, crossing your fingers in hope that you'd get the folder as it was before, but then also, the blank folder stared back at you. You checked the recycle bin, the external folder, your cloud sync, still nothing.

Panic rose deep in your throat, eyes welling up with unshed tears. Your hands trembled as you tried to calm yourself down and recheck everything once again in hopes of finding something, anything. Your research paper, the one due tomorrow, the one you spent the last 3 weeks working on, the one Mrs. Im said she was looking forward to, is gone.

You couldn't think straight, but you stood up, grabbing the laptop in your hand, and made your way towards the hallway. Jay. You needed Jay. You pushed open the door to his room without knocking, dropped your laptop on his desk. Jay looked up from his phone at the sound, standing up in confusion.

You crossed the distance towards him like gravity was pulling you to him and wordlessly, you wrapped your hands around his neck, burying your face on his shoulder as tears came rushing down your face.

Jay wrapped his hands around you, hesitantly, rubbing your back as he let you cry your heart out. You just cried harder, fist clutching his shirt, “it's gone Jay,” you sniffled, “my assignment, I searched everywhere, it's not there,” you hiccupped. “Let me see it, you don't have to fix it right now, let's see what we can do, hm?” He asked, pressing a kiss to your forehead as consoled you. You shook your head, still crying hard, “Mrs. Im doesn't even accept extensions, what will I do now? She will be so disappointed, I worked so hard for it.”

Jay let you cry, holding onto you tightly but then he felt your body leaned against his. Jay called your name, but you didn't answer. He pulled away, and your head slumped against his shoulders. “Shit, wake up!” He carried you, laying you on his bed as he tried to wake you up. Jay ran his hand through his hair, panic rising in his chest as you passed out in his arms. He sighed, pulling the covers on your body and he stepped towards his desk, opening your laptop to check the issue.

Jay reached for his phone, dialing Sunghoon's number, he picked up after two rings and Jay could hear the soft hum of the engine in the background. “When are you coming back?” Jay questioned, eyes trained on your laptop screen, “I'm in the parking lot, I'll be there in few, why?” Sunghoon asked before entering the elevator in case he needed to go back. “Come in my room when you reach,” Sunghoon hummed, pushing the button to their floor and hung up the call.

Five minutes later, the door opened and Sunghoon stepped in, he looked at Jay before his eyes landed on your figure, sleeping snuggled on Jay's bed, wrapped around in his blanket. Sunghoon gulped, “you called?” Jay hummed, gesturing towards the chair he pulled beside him. Sunghoon sat on the chair wordlessly. Jay looked away from the screen, turning his head towards Sunghoon, “her paper is gone, she was crying for some time before she passed out.”

Sunghoon's posture stiffened immediately as he leaned towards the screen, shoulder brushing against Jay's, “did you check everything?” Sunghoon questioned, already tapping into system files. Jay glanced over, cautious about the little distance in between them, “I did, couldn't find anything, do you think we can trace it?” Sunghoon sighed, “let me try what I can do, if it autosaved even once I'll be able to trace it.”

Both of them worked in silence, close and familiar. Their shoulders brushed against each other whenever someone leaned in to check something, hands overlapping on your keyboard for longer than necessary. Jay leaned back, unintentionally, against Sunghoon's chest as he rubbed his face, a tired sigh escaping his lips. Sunghoon gulped but didn't pull away, then his head turned towards you, who was still tucked in Jay's bed.

“You never let anyone sleep on your bed,” Sunghoon said, his tone wasn't laced with accusation, just a quiet observation. He could feel Jay's shoulder stiffened against him, before he relaxed. “It wasn't intentional,” Jay muttered as he turned his head to look at Sunghoon. Jay's eyes fell upon Sunghoon's lips as he bit them, clearing his throat, both of them looked back at the screen.

“Okay,” Sunghoon breathed, typing something on your laptop, “I think I know a way.” He pulled up a recovery path Heeseung once mentioned to him about when his files vanished, and clicked on it. The file popped open, and there it was, your document, dated and complete.

“Thank God,” Jay mumbled, hands gripping his hair as a sigh of relief left his mouth, “this is the exact version she was last working on.” Sunghoon shook his head, wordlessly saving up your file in two different locations as well as sending it on his and Jay's email, just in case. Jay's head fell on Sunghoon's shoulder, relief washing over him, “thanks for helping.”

Sunghoon gulped, sliding up his hand against Jay's spine, cautiously before settling it on his shoulder, “anything for you,” Jay's breath hitched, “and for her.” Sunghoon added, squeezing Jay's shoulder before standing up to go to his room, “I'm going to shower, let's try to cheer her up after she wakes up, sometimes she's way too hard on herself.” Jay nodded, heart beating loudly in his chest. Sunghoon gave him a tight smile before disappearing out of his room. Jay turned back towards your laptop, editing it one last time on your behalf.

You woke up after sometime, mind still cloudy as you took in your surroundings. As soon as you realized where you were, all the memories came crashing down at you all at once. Your eyes fell upon your laptop which was on Jay's desk, opened, you rushed towards it, scanning the screen.

Your heart leapt as you recognized the document, your research paper. You scrolled down to check, everything was proper, with citations. Just then the door swung open and Jay came inside the room, eyes softening as he spotted you.

You grinned as soon as you saw him, feet stumbling towards him before your mind could process. You threw your arms around him and he hugged you back, you held him tighter, crying out in happiness, “thank you so much, Jay.” You pulled away slightly, a wide smile plastered on your face as you cupped his cheeks and pressed feather light kisses all over his face. His hands tightened around your waist, eyes widening in surprise at your affection.

You kissed his forehead, eyes, cheeks, nose, and before you could press your lips against his you realized what you did. You pulled back abruptly, and Jay almost whined at the loss of contact, almost. “I'm so sorry,” you panicked, looking anywhere but him as you felt your cheeks heat up, “I just got too excited.” Jay opened his mouth to say something but before he could someone cleared their throat.

You turned your head to notice Sunghoon leaning against the doorframe, “I helped him you know?” He smirked, “more importantly it was me who revived the document.” You grinned, making your way towards him as you pulled him into a hug. He laughed, squeezing your figure back with the same amount of intensity, relieved that you were back in your element. “Where are my kisses? Or only Jay is allowed to have them?” He mumbled when you completely pulled away from him.

Your eyes widened as you looked back at Jay, who just raised an eyebrow at him. Sunghoon smirked at Jay before he leaned down to your level, “my kisses.” You rolled your eyes before cupping his face and pressed kisses across his face, just like how you did with Jay.

“Happy?” Sunghoon just grinned, straightening up and wiggling his eyebrows at Jay and leaving the room. “The nerve of this guy,” Jay muttered as he came beside you, looking at you over his shoulder, “come, we ordered your favorite, and don't worry about your assignment, I edited it.” You smiled at him, grateful for everything they did for you as you followed Jay towards the kitchen from where Sunghoon called out both of your names to eat the dinner.

All three of you were huddled together on the couch to watch a movie, Jay sat on your left while Sunghoon made himself comfortable on your right. Your body buzzed with awareness of the heat that radiated from both of them, somehow both of them unanimously decided to sit closer than they normally would.

You were sitting cross legged in your oversized t-shirt and shorts, Sunghoon's thigh resting comfortably under your folded leg. Jay's right elbow rested behind your shoulder, fingers grazing your collarbone when he moved.

The movie had been playing for half an hour now, but you were sure none of you were paying any attention to it. Sunghoon had turned off the lights, turning the apartment dim. The only light in the room was from the movie playing on the TV screen.

Sunghoon leaned forward to drink water from the glass kept on the coffee table, then he leaned back against the couch. One of his hands fell over your folded knees, his movements so casual you'd think it wasn't intentional, if it wasn't for the glint in his eyes as his lips twitched.

You gave him an accusatory glance but he just stared ahead, you didn't push further. Just as you were focusing your attention back on the movie, Jay coughed in his elbow, then leaned back, his fingers dipping low to trace the curve of your shoulder. You frowned, but gave him a benefit of doubt. You tried to focus on the movie, but failed again as Sunghoon's hand slid from your knees to your thigh, thumbs moving in circular motions into your soft skin.

Your breath hitched, but said nothing. Just then, Jay's hands shifted, fingers brushing your neck, under your hair, then staying there, thumb softly moving against the column of your neck with just enough weight to remind you of its presence. Your heart was pounding in your chest because of their touches, the moment somehow felt more intimate than sex, you were sure Jay could feel the way you swallowed the lump in your throat in nervousness every time.

Sunghoon's touches became more daring, hand sliding up to trace the hem of your shorts, so close to your core. Jay's touches were possessive, like he was making sure your attention wouldn't stray too far from him. You sighed, leaned against the couch, trapping Jay's hand between the couch and you, while also making Sunghoon's hand slide to your inner thigh which he didn't remove when you finally settled.

Your eyes fell upon Jay's hand and you instinctively reached forward, inspecting the wounds, “oh, your bruises are almost healed.” Jay didn't speak, just briefly glanced at Sunghoon before intertwining his hand with yours. Your eyes snapped towards Jay's, he never touched you in front of Sunghoon before, not like this, so intimately. You felt Sunghoon's hand cup your chin to focus your attention on him, hands sliding to your cheek so push your head on his shoulder.

You bit your lips, trying to understand what exactly was going on in their heads. “What is this?” You questioned, voice barely a whisper, you didn't look at them, you didn't need to do that to know they were listening. Sunghoon's movements flattered against your thigh and you could feel the way Jay's fingers twitched for a second.

“Hmm, both of you are definitely onto something, your silence is way too loud in my ears.” You sat up straight, effectively releasing your hand from Jay's hold as well as removing Sunghoon's hand from your thigh. Sunghoon groaned, and Jay just sighed, shaking his head.

It was Jay who moved first, hands grabbing your arm so your back was facing him. Before you could ask him what he was doing, he shifted, leaning against the armrest of the couch, spreading his legs wider as he pulled you towards him. Your back resting against his chest.

You yelped at the sudden closeness, but didn't move away. Sunghoon chuckled before he turned towards you, crawling towards you lazily. He curled into you, cheek resting on your chest, arms looping around your waist, and head tucked beneath your chin.

You shifted slightly, and both of them adjusted instinctively to keep you still. It should've felt uncomfortable, sandwiched between them, but it wasn't, it was dangerously calming that you could already get used to it. Your hands moved slowly, one hand threading through Sunghoon's hair with a thoughtless gentleness. He sighed, and low hum rumbling from his chest as he nuzzled closer.

Your other hand draped lazily over Jay's thigh, thumbs rubbing slow circles just above his knee, he didn't say anything, just shifted his hand to your throat, caressing the skin of your neck with his thumb.

“You know,” Sunghoon murmured after a while, low voice muffled against your chest, “since someone had a full-blown breakdown earlier, we thought it would be good to give you our emotional support.” You let out a soft scoff, half amused, half embarrassed, “it wasn't that bad.”

Jay snickered from behind you, hand squeezing your neck lightly to get your attention, “you cried for 20 minutes and then passed out in my arms.” Sunghoon smirked, sliding his hand underneath your t-shirt from your back, “exactly, so now you've to stay between the emotional recovery burrito we created just for you.”

“Both of you are so ridiculous,” you whispered, but there was no real bite behind it, just quiet endearment. Jay dipped his head low, lips brushing against the shell of your ear, “feels nice though.” Your heartbeat picked up the pace, you knew Sunghoon could feel it as he hummed softly, and a shiver ran down your spine as Jay didn't move away.

“What?” You asked, then you felt Sunghoon squeeze your waist, fingers digging on your skin when Jay spoke again, “this, you, being here like this.”

Sunghoon let out a low sound, not quite a laugh, “careful Jay, you're starting to sound attached.” You sighed at his words, worried Jay would close off again when Jay spoke, “maybe I am, but you're the one curled up on her like a baby koala.” Sunghoon scoffed, placing a kiss on your chest, “she's warm though, I'm comfortable.”

Silence wrapped around you three, and Sunghoon's hand reached up from your hips towards Jay's hand. You could feel Jay froze behind you, but Sunghoon didn't react, he just intertwined his fingers with Jay's, firm enough to anchor himself.

Jay's eyes flickered down to where Sunghoon's hand grabbed his, for a moment he just took in the scene in front of his eyes. You in his arms, leaning on him while Sunghoon curled up on you. The way your fingers never stopped rubbing small circles over his knees and the way your fingers were still carded through Sunghoon's hair, and then back at Sunghoon's hand.

Jay's breath trembled for a second before he let his fingers tighten between Sunghoon's and you could feel how that single gesture affected Sunghoon by the way his fingers twitched against your skin.

Jay's grip on your neck shifted a bit, more firmly, he tilted your head up, his moments slow and intentional. He leaned down to place a lingering kiss on the bridge of your nose. The movements of your thumb of his thigh flattered for a second and your fingers pressed tightly against his skin instead feeling overwhelmed by the gesture.

The soft hum of the city below was the only sound in the apartment, the movie had long ended but none of you moved. You were comfortable, tangled up in their arms. The weight of your earlier breakdown still sat heavily on your eyes and you drifted off to sleep, breaths soft and even. Jay wasn't sure if he was the only one who noticed that you had fallen asleep, “I think she's out.” Sunghoon hummed lazily, his own eyes felt heavy, “yeah, her heartbeat is steady now.”

Jay turned his head down, eyes lingering on Sunghoon for a beat longer than necessary, then they fell on the way Sunghoon grip was still firm against his hand and this time, it was Jay who reached first. He adjusted his grip, thumbs rubbing slow circles over Sunghoon's knuckles. Sunghoon exhaled a breath, closing his eyes, “shall we move her?”

Jay hummed, already shifting, “yeah, bed will be a better option to sleep.” Sunghoon sat up cautiously, careful not to wake you up. Jay followed, hands sliding beneath your knees and back to carry you in his arms. You stirred a bit, but your head fell on his shoulder, fingers curling on his shirt. Jay sighed, making his way towards Sunghoon's room. He looked down at your sleeping figure in his arms, smiling slightly. Sunghoon followed right behind him after switching off the TV. His steps light as they walked down the hall.

Jay laid you down in the middle of the bed, adjusting the pillow beneath your head and pulling up the covers. A soft whine left your lips at the lack of warmth and Sunghoon reached out to you, stroking your hair gently, “shh, sleep, we're here.” You hummed lightly, settling into the sheets, your grip on Jay's shirt loosening until it slid off completely. Jay looked at you for a moment before stepping back, hesitating to make another move.

“Where are you going? Stay,” Sunghoon looked at him, already making his way towards your side, pulling the covers over him. Jay sighed, nodding his head, he laid down next to you, slowly, still unsure, but when you shifted your body towards him, your hand gripping his shirt seeking him, he sighed in relief, snuggling closer as he hugged your waist. Sunghoon buried his head on your neck from behind, his hand overlapping Jay's over your waist, holding Jay's arm firmly.

Jay leaned his head on your forehead, closing his eyes. “Are you okay with this Jay?” Sunghoon asked, his voice full of uncertainty as he looked at Jay from over your shoulder. Jay turned his head a bit to look at Sunghoon for a moment, then he leaned closer till his forehead rested against Sunghoon's, “yeah, I am.”

The air felt heavier after that, but their hearts felt lighter, Jay tilted his head to press a chaste kiss on Sunghoon's forehead before resting his head back against the pillow, drifting off to sleep. Sunghoon tightened his grip on Jay's forearm as he nuzzled his head in your neck, finally letting the sleep consume him.

“She said she loved my paper,” You squealed excitedly as you walked beside Jay towards his car. Jay laughed watching your giddy expressions as you repeated what Mrs. Im said to you after analysing everyone's assignments. He was happy to see you finally smile so genuinely, you were restless for the rest of the week, even after submitting the assignment the next day. But now that you heard Mrs. Im praise you, and others, for their hard work, it was like the weight was finally lifted off your shoulders.

“You've said that line for about 5 times now,” Jay chuckled and you turned around towards him, nudging your shoulder against his. “Okay, I'll stop now,” you replied, lips curled permanently upward as both of you waited for Sunghoon near Jay's car. Jay shook his head, reaching out to tuck a piece of hair behind your ear casually. You sighed, leaning against the car, looking at Sunghoon's building to check if he's coming.

“Sunghoon!” You called out, waving excitedly as he neared and it was enough for Sunghoon's mood to light up ten fold. He enveloped you in a hug as you squealed against his shoulder, “she loved it, she said it was exactly how she wanted the assignment to look like.” He ruffled your hair, unable to contain his own smile, “I told you she would love it.” He then turned to Jay, slinging an arm on his shoulder, “what did she say to you?”

Jay arched his eyebrows, but still slid his arm around Sunghoon's waist, opening his mouth to say something when you chimed in, “his presentation was discussed on the slideshow, and that says something about how she felt about his paper.” Jay looked at you, casually leaning against Sunghoon, “your paper was also discussed on the slideshow, don't act like I was the only one.” Jay rolled his eyes as you laughed and Sunghoon blinked, confusion laced on his face, “wait- what slideshow?”

Jay pulled away, leaning on the car beside you, “Mrs. Im does this thing where she picks a few papers every module to show the class where she talks about what worked with the paper and why. She does this in depth analysis, she never takes names but everyone knows whose paper it is.” You hummed, “she picks like four to five assignments max.” Sunghoon nodded, pout forming on his lips. “Hers had made it in every single time,” he bumped his shoulder on yours, then he looked at Sunghoon, “which has officially made her the favorite student.”

“She doesn't play favorites,” you corrected, “she just really values good writing and he has been featured in those slideshows quite a lot too.” You pointed out, “she said his introduction was especially strong, better than most grad papers she read.” Jay gave you a look, half teasing half proud, “you memorized my feedback?” You gave him a tight smile, crossing your hand across your chest, “I just listen when she talks, unlike you, who zones out the moment your paper is off the slide.”

Sunghoon let out a soft laugh, pinching your cheeks, “what is this? A nerd bragging hour?” Jay grinned, standing up to open the car door as Sunghoon slid in the passenger's seat and you made your way towards the backseat, “pretty much.” You leaned between the seats, “and I'm still undefeated,” you said, wiggling your eyebrows at Jay who just turned to you with a small smirk, “the semester isn't over yet princess.”

“God, I feel so dumb in between you two,” Sunghoon complained, slumping against the passenger's seat. Jay fastened his seat belt, giving Sunghoon a sideways glance, “are you kidding me?” You nodded, eyes narrowing as you turned towards Sunghoon, “didn't your startup pitch placed first in that intercollegiate thing last semester?” Jay agreed, “you're one of the top students in the business department.”

Sunghoon nodded, glancing between you and Jay, “okay, I feel less dumb now.” Jay started the car shaking his head, “you aren't not dumb.” You pulled Sunghoon's ears as he winced, “you are dangerous, hot and smart.” Sunghoon let out a full laugh, relaxing against the seat, “damn, I feel like a main character.” You looked out the window when you heard Jay whisper, “you always were.”

“Let's have a movie night or something, all three of us, what say?” You suggested when all of you were eating dinner. Jay hummed, silently agreeing when Sunghoon shook his head, “I'll be crashing with Heeseung tonight, we still have to wrap up our group project,” he said, pushing his plate away, “we're trying to finish it early since Heeseung's taking his girlfriend on the birthday trip he planned for her.”

You pouted at him as Jay cleaned the table but didn't stop him, “next time then.” Sunghoon just ruffled your hair, helping you with dishes before disappearing into his room to get ready.

“What are you looking for?” Jay asked as he watched you move through the living room, checking the table, couch, and shelves like you were on a mission. It had been a while since Sunghoon left and you were about to have some smoke before sleeping since you haven't smoked recently but you searched for your lighter everywhere but couldn't find it. “My lighter,” you exhaled out, eyes still searching, “I think I left it in Sunghoon's bag, and he took it with him.”

“Are you craving it that bad?” Jay questioned, making his way towards where you were, “umm, not like I'm badly craving it, I just wanted to feel high.” You sat on the couch, slumping against the armrest and Jay stood a few feet away from you, “I have a lighter in my room.” Your eyes lit up at his words, lips curling into an excited grin, “can I borrow it?” He motioned you to follow him, and you did, checking in your pocket to see if you have what you need and entered his room.

Jay opened the drawer of his desk before tossing the lighter in your direction, you caught it and by habit flicked it once to check if it's working. You stepped back ready to go into your room when Jay called, you turned around. “I'm doing nothing in particular so I was thinking if we could hangout, you can smoke here so I don't get bored,” he pointed at the window nook tucked into the adjacent wall of the bed.

“Are you sure?” You asked but your feet were already moving towards the nook. He nodded, sitting on the edge of his bed as you tucked yourself in one corner of the nook, opening the window and little so the smoke would flow out.

You settled on the nook, one leg folded while the other hung off the seat. You took a small, pre-rolled joint out from your short's pocket, checking it to see if you damaged it. Jay blinked as his eyes caught the joint in your hand, “wait,” he called out, eyes narrowing, “that isn't a cigarette.”

You blinked at him, but then nodded slowly, “yeah, it's weed.” He sat up straight, eyes now comically wide, “you are about to smoke weed?” You nodded again, leaning your head against the wall, laughing slightly, “yes, why are you acting so scandalized?”

He leaned back on his palms, “I'm not scandalized, just shocked that you smoke weed too.” You shrugged, playing with the lighter, “yeah that's because you've mostly seen me in class, not out of it.” Jay watched you for a second, then slowly his eyes landed on the joint still nestled in your hand, “what does it feel like?”

Your lips twitched as you looked at him then at the joint in your hand, “it depends,” you started, remembering Sunghoon telling you about how Jay had never tried anything except alcohol, “it can make you feel slow, soft and warm or it can make you spiral into a mess, it varies from person to person.”

Jay's eyes were fixed on the way you were lazily spinning the joint in between your fingers, you clearly weren't new to this, “it sounds intense.” You nodded your head, “it can be if it's your first time, the more you do it, the more you realize how it works for you.” Jay exhaled a deep breath, mind swirling with many thoughts, “so are there like different stages for this? Like the beginners stage, intermediate stage and final one?”

You laughed, shaking your head, finding the interaction amusing, “umm not exactly,” you said, still smiling, “you just smoke and figure it out, it kind of teaches you as you go.”

His brows creased, and he looked unconvinced, “no beginner's guide then?” You sighed, turning your body fully to look at him, “well not really but,” you contemplated, “some people shotgun, that way, the person doesn't take in too much at once, and it's less intense and more controlled.”

Jay tilted his head, confused, and got up to sit beside you on the small window nook, “shotgun?” You nodded, gulping, “yeah, it's when one person inhales the smoke from the joint and exhales it into the other person's mouth, it helps you feel it slowly.”

“That sounds very intimate,” he mumbled, eyes trained on his lap. “It is, but it works for first timers,” you shrugged, playing with the lighter. Jay looked at you for a moment, then back at the joint in your hand, “will you do that with me?” Your movements stopped midway, hand clutching tightly around the lighter. Your eyes met his, “are you sure?” He nodded once, then again, more confident the second time, “yes.”

“Okay,” you smiled at him as you got up to get some water in case he needed it. You placed it beside you on a small table, “what's that for?” He questioned, pointing towards the water bottle. “If you need it, the smoke makes your throat dry,” you informed, standing in front of him since both of you couldn't sit sideways in the small place.

“This place is too small,” he stated, but you just shook your head as you lit the joint with practiced ease, keeping one of your legs folded on the nook beside his thigh, you took the first inhale. The burn was warm against your throat and you held it in for a few seconds before you leaned towards the open space to exhale out.

“See,” you started, “when I'll exhale out the smoke this time around, I'll need you to inhale the smoke which will come out of my mouth okay?” You explained as you demonstrated to him and he watched you with a determined face which almost made you pinch his cheek with how cute he looked looking up at you like that, “okay.”

You shifted closer, almost straddling his thigh if you weren't standing. You turned slightly, bringing the joint to your lips, but this time around as you held the smoke in, you leaned down until your face was just a breath away from him.

You placed your hand on his shoulder for support, Jay's eyes flickered between your eyes and lips before he parted his lips, you exhaled slowly, and he sucked in a breath, letting the smoke pass from your mouth into his. He choked almost immediately, coughing into his fist as he leaned back. You rubbed his back, letting him calm down, “it's okay, almost everyone coughs the first time.”

He looked at you, eyes shinny as tears welled up in his eyes, “this was stronger than I anticipated.” You leaned in again, gently brushing the hair that stuck his forehead due to sweating, fingers tracing the curve of his eyebrows in a soothing manner, “you wanna try again or we can stop.”

“Let's try again,” he mumbled, biting his lips. You brought the joint up to your lips for another drag when Jay's hand curled around the back of your thigh to pull you towards him. You yelped, holding his shoulder for support as he adjusted you to sit on his lap, “you're going to get back pain if you keep on leaning like that.”

Your face heated up at the proximity, but you cleared your throat as you took the drag, and leaned in again, more closer this time. Jay slid his hands around your waist, pulling your body flush against his. He parted his lips, inhaling the smoke as you exhaled, slower this time.

Jay blinked slowly, not coughing up this time, lips parting in a soft breath as the high started to settle behind his eyes. “I feel like I'm floating, and everything is slower, and you're really close to me.” You chuckled, adjusting yourself in his lap and he clutched your sides like his life depended on it.

“I want to stay like this for a while,” he mumbled as you nodded, taking yet another drag and discarding the joint this time. You put your hands around his neck, and his lips parted instinctively as you leaned in. You tilted your head as you exhaled and he leaned in, mind set on inhaling the smoke but he captured your lips in his instead.

Your breath caught mid-exhale but the kiss didn't stop, it deepened, slow and steady. The smoke slipped past your lips into his, some of it slipping into space between you. His hands slid beneath your shirt, feeling your warm skin. The kiss was warm and lazy in the most intoxicated way. His tongue brushed against your lips, fingers sliding up to explore more of you. A shiver ran down your spine, mind hazy as you threaded your hand into his hair, soft strands of hair curling between your fingers as his lips moved against yours.

You pulled away from him, just to see his face. His lips were still parted, half lidded eyes staring back at you. His hands stayed underneath your shirt and you cupped his face, leaning in so your nose brushed against his as you muttered, “that wasn't shot gunning.” He arched your body towards him, making sure there was no space left in between you, “wanna do it again.”

It wasn't a question, it was a plea, a needy one as his eyes were laser focused on your lips. And before you could answer him, he was already leaning in, closing the distance between your lips like he was in a trance, which if you were being honest, he was.

He was warm beneath you, his muscles tensed and movements lazy as he breathed softly. Your hips shifted a bit, and you felt his body respond to your actions before his voice did.

One of his hands slid up your back, fingers digging into your skin as if he was trying to restrain himself. He pulled away, scrunching the hem of your shirt in his hands, tugging it slightly, voice husky and low, “Can I?” You nodded, missing the feeling of his lips pressed against yours.

He helped pull your shirt off slowly, fingers tracing the bare skin. The cool air from the window brushed against your shoulders as you threw the shirt beside him, without a second thought.

Jay leaned his back against the window as he eyes wandered across your skin, and you watched as his chest rose and fell as he took you in. He exhaled a shaky breath, hooded eyes lifting up to lock with yours, his thumbs tracing your sides, “you're…” he gulped, mouth parted instinctively in awe, like he couldn't believe you were sitting on his lap, looking so ravishing.

You didn't let him finish as your hands snaked around his neck to pull him towards you, he groaned as your lips crashed with his, all teeth and bites, but he loved every second of it.

He softly exhaled into your mouth, tasting the bitter taste of weed. He settled his hands firmly on your waist as he guided your hips into him, there was no rush in his actions, like he was savoring every second of the moment, every shudder, every gasp.

The high was wrapped around both of your heads, minds hazy and bodies warm, smoothing out everything that was sharp. There weren't many words shared between you, just soft sighs, and gasps and moans, like words would never be enough of what you were feeling in the moment.

Jay's hands left your hips to explore your skin, hands traveling up till they accidentally brushed against the band of your bra. He stopped as soon as you gasped against his mouth, but his hands rested there. You pulled away just enough to breathe, “it's okay, go ahead.”

His warm hands reached up, giving your tits a squeeze over your bra, your back arched against his clothed chest, a breathy moan slipping past your lips. He waited till your eyes met his, and when it did, he tugged at your bra strap, silently asking. You nodded, and his hands unclasped your bra in a swift motion, hands curling around the straps to slide them off your shoulders and put the fabric beside him.

As he took his time to stare at your bare chest, you pulled his shirt, and he discarded it quickly, throwing it somewhere behind you. His skin was warm beneath your palm and you let your hands explore his skin. Your hands traced over the slope of his shoulders, nails slightly grazing against his chest, tracing patterns over his abs, you took your time, memorising every part of his body.

Keeping your palm against his torso, you rolled your hips hard, creating a delicious friction against his clothed cock. He groaned, bucking his hips up, as you continued to grind down harder.

He hissed, grabbing your arms to ground himself. You shuddered as he put his head on your shoulder, breathing heavy, your nipples brushing against the hard muscles of his chest. You traced the skin above his waistband, nails scratching against the sensitive skin, “take this off.”

He tilted your head up so you'd look into his eyes as he lifted his hips to ease off his sweatpants and boxers. His hard cock rested against his stomach, the tip flush red. His hands found your hips again, hands trembling as he gripped you.

“You're trembling,” you whispered, taking his hands into yours. He looked up at you, mouth agape as he licked his lips, “you're making me lose my mind, how else should I react?” You leaned down to kiss him again, guiding his hands towards your boobs. He groaned, pinching your nipples and squeezing them as he sighed, “so soft.” Your hands slid down between your bodies, fingers curling around his cock. He hissed at the contact, hips jerking as he fell back against the window.

You stroked him slowly, observing the way his jaw clenched, the way his brows furrowed as he breathed heavy like he was barely holding himself back. You slid down his lap, and his eyes followed your every moment, hooded eyes darkening as he watched you kneel between his legs. Your hand continued his movements, tongue poking out to lick a stripe, he moaned, back arching off the nook. You sucked on his tip, tasting the saltiness of his precum that leaked.

His hands found your hair, making a makeshift ponytail. You took him into your mouth fully, his length hitting the back of your throat. You groaned, as you bobbed your head up and down his length, “fuck, your mouth feels so good.” He rutted his hips in your mouth, and you quickened your pace. You could see his breathing getting quick and shallow, the muscles of his abdomen tensing when he pulled out of your mouth. You whimpered, and he pulled you up, kissing you with reckless abandon.

His hands tugged at your shorts, pulling them down with your panties as you stood between his legs. He pulled you closer, groping the swell of your ass as he licked a stripe across your folds. You moaned, one hand gripping his hair and the other squeezing your breast as you threw your head back.

He hoisted one of your legs on the nook to get better access, angling his head as he sucked on your clit. He groaned, poking his tongue inside your pussy, as his nose brushed against your clit, licking up your juices. He kissed the inside of your thigh, pulling back.

He pulled you back on his lap, your hand helping in guiding his cock in your pussy. You sank down onto him, the stretch making you gasp. He was thick, as your pussy instinctively clenched around him. Jay's hand held your hips, fingers digging in your skin as he held you steady. He breathed heavily, kissing the corner of your mouth before he slowly guided you down till he bottomed out.

You rested your hand against his chest, leaning in to be more close to him, he captured your lips in his, not really kissing, just breathing you in. His cock was buried deep in you, and both of you stayed like that for sometime, letting your body adjust to his size.

He dipped his head low to suck on your nipple, and you slowly began to move, rocking your hips against his gently to feel the way his cock felt inside you. He cursed, eyes shutting close as he pushed his hips up to match the rhythm of your movements. Every time you sank down on him, he met you halfway, his movements more urgent. The sound of skin slapping against skin grew louder, wetter and hotter. “Hold still,” he breathed out, adjusting himself, “need to fuck you faster.”

You stilled your movements, nuzzling your head at the crook of his neck, sucking marks on his skin as he started thrusting his hips into you faster and harder. His hands wrapped around you so you won't squirm away. You felt your body go tense, thighs shivering as he relentlessly pounded into you, “Jay, I think, I’m gonna-” He held you tighter, one hand sliding down to rub your clit, “cum princess, give it to me.” Your orgasm hit faster at his words, rushing through your body like a wave, you clung into him, body falling slump against him as you moaned against his neck.

He groaned, deep and raw as you clenched around him. He followed moments later, hands gripping on your hips tightly as he spilled inside you. His body trembled beneath you, as ropes of cum coated your insides. His shivering hands travelled up your back, rubbing the skin up and down to calm you down as you circled your arms around his neck, holding him tight.

“I didn't mean it to happen,” he voiced out after sometime, hands still caressing your body tenderly. You stiffened at his words, trying to pull away but he just held you tighter, “but I'm glad it happened.”

He loosened his grip, pulling away to graze his knuckles against your cheeks, his eyes were soft, no tension, no hesitation, just tenderness. He pulled you by your neck, connecting his lips with yours, the kiss didn't burn, it just lingered. Then his lips found home on your shoulder, sucking on the skin.

He stood up, still buried deep inside you as he carried you towards the bed, laying you on the mattress without separating from you. He nuzzled his head in your neck, and your hands circled around his shoulders as both of you drifted off to sleep.

Your head was throbbing slightly when you woke up in the morning, you sat up rubbing your temple. You noticed the clothes from last night were neatly placed on his desk chair, the shirt you were wearing now was his, soft cotton clinging against your skin. You swung your legs over the edge of the bed, you stretched as your body ached in places you weren't sure could ache. Jay wasn't beside you so you got up, intending to head to your room to get freshened up.

As you neared the kitchen, you heard hushed voices coming from inside. Your steps halted as you heard Sunghoon's voice followed by Jay's. You weren't sure what they were talking about since their voice was low, and your heart raced as you thought about Sunghoon. It wasn't like you and Sunghoon were exclusive but with everything happening between you three, you felt like it was your responsibility to be transparent with him. You quietly made your way forward but stopped when you reached the entrance of the kitchen.

Jay was standing near the stove, with his side facing towards you. Three cups of coffee sat on the kitchen counter, the steam curling into the air. Sunghoon was standing in front of him, close enough that his chest brushed against Jay's with every breath he took.

Sunghoon's head was tilted slightly, eyes staring into Jay's like he was trying to read something Jay wasn't speaking. His hand gripped Jay's hand firmly and Jay didn't move, didn't lean away. He just looked back at Sunghoon, shoulders tensed and jaw tight.

For a moment neither of them noticed your presence, and you leaned against the doorframe, actually enjoying the view in front of you. Jay squeezed Sunghoon's hand, a very subtle movement, but you noticed it nonetheless. After a second, Jay leaned away, followed by Sunghoon, but he still held onto Jay's hand like he wasn't ready to let go of him yet. It was Jay who noticed you first when he moved, eyes flickering with surprise to see you standing there.

Sunghoon followed his gaze, and that's when he finally noticed you, leaning against the doorframe in Jay's shirt, eyes sharp despite the sleep clinging to you as you looked at him. You smiled slowly, brows lifting in amusement, “well,” you smirked, voice carrying a teasing glint, “am I interrupting something?”

Jay glanced at Sunghoon for a moment but neither of them spoke. Sunghoon's grip on Jay's hand loosened and Jay took it as a sign to step back, hands curling around his own mug. He walked few steps towards you, “we were just-”

“You were just what?” You questioned, watching him with a teasing glint behind your eyes, you didn't fail to notice the way Jay's ears were flushed, “talking? Or were you sharing a moment?” Sunghoon leaned against the kitchen counter, an amused smile etching up on his face, “something like that.”

Jay shot him a glance then his eyes landed back on you, “the coffee's ready, I'll go take a shower.” You nodded, making your way inside the kitchen just as Jay gave your cheek a brief kiss and left the kitchen.

It was only you and Sunghoon in the kitchen now, the air around you suddenly felt thick with unspoken things. You turned towards the counter, sipping your coffee just to distract yourself. As you sipped your coffee, you felt him behind you. He didn't make any noise when he moved, but there he was, standing behind you, his chest warm against your back. He brushed your hair to the side, leaning close to your ears, “slept well sweetheart?” You nodded slowly, “yeah, very well.”

His hands circled around your waist, fingers clutching around Jay's shirt, “hmm,” he hummed, placing his chin on your shoulder, “I hope he didn't wear you out too much, you always complain about pain afterwards.” Your breath hitched at his words, but he sounded amused rather than angry.

You turned around to face him, your back was now pressing against the counter as you held his biceps. Sunghoon looked into your eyes for a second too long as if he was memorizing the way you looked in that moment.

Then he leaned in, connecting his lips to yours in a gentle embrace. His kiss wasn't rushed, it wasn't needy, he kissed you like he needed to do so to ground himself, like tasting you would steady something inside him. His hands cradled your jaw, tilting it so he could kiss you better, your hands travelled to his shoulders as you kissed him back.

He pulled away from the kiss just to press a kiss against your neck. His tongue gently grazed the sensitive bruise Jay left on you last night, then he shifted a bit to suck in a new mark right beside Jay's.

“Sunghoon,” you moaned as you tilted your neck, and he hummed, finally pulling away. His hands found your waist, then he lifted you to place you on the counter behind you. He slotted himself between your thighs, pulling you closer till your lower bodies touched.

“You aren't wearing anything underneath,” he mumbled as Jay's shirt rode up from your thighs. You didn't answer, didn't have to, he leaned in, adjusting the shirt properly as he kissed you again.

He could feel your heartbeat racing against him as you kissed him back, he bit your lips before pulling away, not before giving you a gentle peck. He kissed your cheeks, your nose, your eyes, your forehead, each kiss deliberate and intentional. Each kiss made your chest tightened. One of his hands rested on your lower back, while the other rubbed your back as you rested your head on his shoulder.

“Breathe,” he murmured against your temple, “everything's fine.” You nodded, trembling in his hold as you felt overwhelmed with feelings. He cupped your face, looking into your eyes, “you don't need to explain anything.” You blinked up at him, brows creasing in confusion, “what do you mean?” The corners of his lips twisted up slightly as his thumbs caressed your cheeks, “I knew something happened when I didn't find you in your room, and then Jay confirmed everything.”

You swallowed hard, mouth parting to say something but you couldn't find any words to explain, you weren't even sure what to say, “you know Jay and I don't do secrets right?” You nodded, gripping on his hoodie to keep your hands busy, “I'm not jealous of Jay, I never was and I also never thought whatever this was going on between us was about choosing.” You sighed, nuzzling your head in his chest. “I think that a part of me always knew it wouldn't just be one of us, and I also knew you were aware of it too.”

He tilted your head up, kissing the bridge of your nose, “I know you're not mine, and I'm not asking you to be if you don't want to. But if this is something that can hold all of us, me, you and him, then I'll confess that I don't wanna go anywhere else.” You closed your eyes for a second, breathing deeply to ease the ache that had bloomed inside your chest at his words.

“I don't want to break the bond you share with Jay,” your voice cracked as a single tear escaped your eyes. He wiped it, “you aren't,” he hugged you tightly, “in fact, it's because of you that things have gotten better between him and I.”

You were napping peacefully in your room when you heard Sunghoon and Jay bickering in the living room. You frowned, making your way towards them, rubbing sleep off your eyes. “Give that remote to me now, I'm not even kidding I'll jump on you,” Jay's voice made you reach the room fast.

“No, we are not watching your sad documentaries again, everyone cries after, I am not planning on crying today.” Jay blinked, his outstretched hand falling on his hips instead, “those aren't sad, they are crime documentaries.”

“Exactly, it's sad that people die,” Sunghoon shook his head, hiding the remote behind him. “That doesn't even make sense,” Jay grumbled, making his way towards Sunghoon. “Guys,” you called out, making your way near them, “don't start again.” You told Sunghoon to sit down beside you on the couch, while Jay sat on the floor beside your legs, leaning his head against your lap.

“I don't want to watch a crime documentary,” Sunghoon grumbled, crossing his arms across his chest. You took the remote from him when Jay retorted back, “and I don't want to watch another stupid dating show where everyone is shirtless for some reason.”

You sighed, rubbing your temple, “we are watching neither of those, think of something else.” Jay groaned against your thigh but didn't question further. Sunghoon nodded thinking about something, “let's play some card games in my room then we will decide or watch something all three of us will enjoy.”

Both of you agreed and Sunghoon got up, stretching his arms above his head, the hem of his shirt rode up a little, giving both you and Jay a glimpse of his skin. Sunghoon smirked watching both of you, knowing full well the effect he had, “I'm heading to my room, don't take too long.”

Both of your eyes followed Sunghoon till he was out of your sight then your head snapped towards Jay who was still looking at the direction Sunghoon went, “he's gone Jay, close your mouth.” Jay closed his mouth, brows arching as he stumbled on his words to defend himself, “I wasn't watching him.” You smirked, not buying his act, “sure thing.”

Jay groaned, trying to distract himself when his eyes landed on a candy placed on the table. He reached for it, ripping off the wrapper. “Don't,” you called out, as you reached for the candy in his hands and he pulled it away from your reach, “Jay, I left to eat it afterwards and forgot, don't play with me, it's mine.” Jay smirked, and teasing glint in his eyes.

“You were teasing me earlier, think of this as your punishment,” he dropped the candy in his mouth. You were leaning down from where you were sitting on the couch and Jay was looking at you from the floor with that shit eating grin of his. You wanted to rip the grin off, “I told you I wanted to eat it,” you whined and he just poked his tongue out. Your lips twitched as you watched him lick his lips slowly to provoke you further and you scoffed before holding his face in your hands and connecting your lips with his.

Jay gasped against your lips, hands moving up your body to settle against your neck as he pulled you close to deepen the kiss. You moaned, pulling his hair as you tilted your head to kiss him better, the taste of the candy felt too sweet mixed with his saliva. You pushed your tongue into his mouth, and a low groan escaped his throat as he let you do as you pleased.

Your tongue explored his mouth, tracing every single crook of his mouth when your tongue found the exact thing you were looking for. In a swift motion, you rolled the candy from his mouth to yours with your tongue, then you pulled away, wiggling your eyes at Jay who just looked at you dazed.

You opened your mouth to show him the candy he took earlier in your mouth and he gasped, “did, did you just?” He couldn't even finish, too bewildered to form a proper sentence, he could feel himself get hard just by your sheer audacity to do something like that. “Hmm,” you moaned, leaning towards him again, “the candy tastes sweeter mixed with you.”

Jay opened his mouth to say something but stopped as he watched you lean back on the couch with a smug expression as you maintained eye contact with him. Jay's graze drifted, slow and intentional to the loose strands that fell on your face, to the faintest freckles on your skin, to the way your eyes stared back at him with the same intensity as if you knew what was going in his head and suddenly he was back on the first class of first semester, when you sat beside him.

He didn't even know your name at that time, and he only looked at you because your shoulder brushed against his when you were getting comfortable on your seat, his nose briefly catching the sweet scent coming off your sweater. You looked around the room like you were trying to soak in your surroundings, biting your lips with a half nervous half excited smile and then you turned to him.

“Hello!” You greeted, a little breathless, laced with awkward energy. He snapped out of his trance, clearing his throat. “Hi,” he breathed out after a second too long. You smiled wider, and just like that Jay felt his heart skip a beat, not in a dramatic way but just enough to know that you had some type of effect on him.

He looked away soon after that realization dawned upon him, then quickly glanced back at you to check if you were actually real. The lecture started, the professor introduced himself and the syllabus, and you didn't even spare him a second glance but Jay couldn't focus on the lecture enough to take proper notes.

He learned your name by the end of the lecture, by the second week he learned how passionate you are about your major and by the time the end semester exams rolled in he knew your name's gonna be at the top of every score sheets.

You always asked the right questions in the class which left everyone else stunned. You always turned up each of your assignments on time, never lagging behind. The professors used your work as an example to teach other students how it should be done. You were sharp, articulate, focused with your academics but you were also friendly, a little smug but always ready to help when someone asked nicely.

And Jay, he was always one step behind you, and he didn't even hate it. Because every time his name was mentioned alongside you, he would feel weirdly proud of himself. He told himself it was just admiration, but who was he kidding?

Then the night happened, after the exams of second semester. Jay was sick, he skipped the party. He was making himself a cup of tea to feel better when he heard the door of his apartment creaking open past 03:00 AM. Sunghoon entered the kitchen, the top few buttons of his shirt tugged open.

Jay's eyes lingered on the bruises on his neck, fresh angry red marks turning purple in their wake. Jay sighed, his chest tightening at the sight, “another one?” Sunghoon blinked at him, not expecting him to be up at this hour, “why are you up?”

Jay leaned against the kitchen counter, “wanted to drink tea,” his eyes fell back on his marks, “well…who was it this time?" He asked, his voice casual as if he didn't feel like watching Sunghoon with someone else didn't hurt him. Sunghoon grabbed the glass of water and took a long sip before he answered, “the girl from your major, you know her, the one you always complain about being one step ahead of you.”

Jay blinked and your name fell out of Sunghoon's mouth like it meant nothing. Jay didn't say anything, just nodded his head like he did all the time when Sunghoon slept with someone else. But when he went back into his room, he knew something had already shifted.

Two weeks after that incident, he heard your name from Sunghoon's lips again, which was a shocker because Sunghoon never hooked up twice with the same person. Then your name kept popping up in passing after that, you weren't just a one time thing anymore. And Jay told himself it didn't matter, that you and Sunghoon hooking up didn't bother him at all.

You were always one step ahead of him, be it answering a complicated question which he knew the answer to but couldn't think fast enough, be it everyone praising your achievements before paying attention to him, or be it you because somehow you managed to get Sunghoon first too.

Jay couldn't figure out what struck him more, watching Sunghoon get you first, missing his chance to do so himself, or realizing that he wasn't sure who he wanted more, Sunghoon or you. Sunghoon who had been with him since forever, the one Jay shared a heated kiss with at a friend's birthday party and ran away in denial instead of owning up to his feelings.

Jay always hated Sunghoon's ability to be so casual about it as if kissing your best friend wasn't a big deal.

And you, who had always unintentionally challenged him to do better, the one person he felt a connection with after avoiding his feelings for Sunghoon like a plague.

Jay hated that you never looked at him the way you did with Sunghoon. Even when he wasn't in your major, even when Sunghoon never glanced your way. Because Jay did, he always looked at you, even more so when your eyes would be trained on his best friend instead.

Jay couldn't figure out who he envied more, the way Sunghoon would touch you like he owned you or the way you'd lean into his touch like you belonged to him. And he just watched you both, trying to understand his feelings and not break any relations in the process.

“Jay,” your voice called him back in the present, he blinked a couple of times before he turned his head across the room, only to find you already near the hallway, “aren't you coming? Sunghoon is waiting.” Jay sighed, running a hand through his hair before standing up and making his way towards you.

He pushed you against the wall, leaning down to place a slow and deep kiss against your lips. You gasped but kissed him back with same intensity and he groaned, squeezing your waist to check if all of this is actually real. It is. He pulled away, resting his forehead on yours briefly before holding your hand to drag you into Sunghoon's room.

“I told you not to take too long to come,” Sunghoon grumbled but Jay just grinned, pecking his lips lightly before mumbling a sheepish, “my bad, but I'm here now.” Sunghoon's eyes widened as he looked at you, and you just shrugged, joining them on the bed as Sunghoon started splitting the cards.

“What's up with him?” Sunghoon questioned you in a low voice, “I don't know, you tell me.” And Jay just sat leaned against the headboard, watching you both with a content smile etched upon his face, he was right where he wanted to be.

“Sunghoon?” You called out as you peeked into his room, the end semester exams had ended and Jay was taking his well deserved nap when Sunghoon messaged you to come into his room. He looked up at you from where he was scrolling his phone on the sofa, beside the window. As soon as you were within his reach, he pulled you into his lap, mouth tracing your throat without uttering a single word. You tilted your head back to give him more access as he greedily sucked marks on your skin.

“I've been so stressed with the exams,” he murmured against your skin, hands cupping your tits as he bit them through the fabric of your shirt. You moaned, arching your back. “Help me destress,” he spoke, taking off his t-shirt and then pulling yours off. He looked at you for a second, as if he was taking you in, then his head dipped low on your chest, sucking on your nipple.

You let him set his own pace, and you weren't even sure how long he just kept toying with your boobs, sucking the soft flesh, licking and biting. He pulled away to capture your lips, cupping your face as he rocked his up into yours. “fuck, Sunghoon,” you whined and he moaned against your mouth, he shifted you on the sofa so you were laying flat against it and removed the remaining clothes from your body.

He positioned both of your legs over his shoulders, burying his face in between your legs. He set a relentless pace from the start, not easing you into the pleasure, he licked your folds like he was starving since ages, wet, slurping sounds echoing through the room aside from your moans. He groaned against your slit, sending jolts of pleasure in your core, his nose rubbing against your clit. “I'm cumming,” you warned as you felt your orgasm wash over you, his grip on your thighs tightened as he licked you clean.

He gently lifted your legs off his shoulders and placed them on the sofa as he sat up, licking his bottom lips. He wiped the wetness from his chin with the back of his hand as he watched you come down from your high. His hands were on your ankle, massaging the area softly. You frowned, raising your eyebrows at him. You knew he wasn't the type to just wait around before fucking you senseless, so him taking his time instead of just pushing into you was new.

“What's going on in your head?” You questioned, propping yourself on your elbows. He just smiled sheepishly at you, not even trying to hide the mischievous glint behind his eyes, not even arguing about his intentions. “You're scaring me,” you frowned, sitting up, to which he automatically lifted you up so you were sitting on his lap instead. He chuckled, burying his head on your shoulder, tracing small patterns on your sides.

“I want to try something with you,” he mumbled in a low voice. “Try something? What are you planning?” You ran your fingers through his hair. He sighed, pulling you closer and enveloping you in a hug, “I want to blind fold you.”

His words raised goosebumps against your skin, you do remember sharing about trying blind folding with him but the moment never came. But you could already feel yourself getting wet at the mention of blind folding. You always wondered about it, not being able to see but only feel. “Are you okay with it?” Sunghoon's voice brought you back from your thoughts.

You nodded a quiet yes at him and he smiled, getting up while still holding you in his arms and making his way towards the bed. Sunghoon hovered above you, placing gentle kisses across your face, “I knew blind folded sex was your idea but I wanted to add a little something of mine too.”

He got out of the bed and you watched him rummage through his drawers before pulling out a satin blindfold and then pulling out two ropes. Your eyes widened at the insinuation, “blindfold…and ropes?” He nodded, placing the items beside you. He sat close to you, drawing small patterns against your stomach, “if that's okay with you,” he looked up at you, “we don't have to do this if you're not okay.” You smiled at his words, with all the time you'd spend with him, there wasn't a single instance where he did something without your permission so you trusted him.

“It's okay, let's do it.” He smiled at your words, prepping your face with little kisses as he thanked you for agreeing. You just laughed, cupping his face to kiss him properly.

He broke the kiss, tying the ropes on different ends of the headboard. You watched him curiously, then he turned towards you, taking your right hand and kissing your wrist before tying it, not too tight that it would hurt but firm enough so you wouldn't be able to free yourself. He repeated the same steps with your left hand.

“Try to move your hand, tell me if it's uncomfortable,” you did as he asked, giving him an okay signal when you were sure it wasn't causing you discomfort. He grinned, kissing your forehead and eyes before he finally placed the blindfold. “It isn't too tight right?” He questioned and you suppressed your urge to coo at his words, for someone who wanted to deprive you of your sensations, he sure was being a little softie.

“Everything is fine, Hoon.” He nodded solemnly, and then you felt the weight on the bed shift. You gulped, anticipating his next move. “Sunghoon?” You called out when you couldn't feel his weight on the bed, nor hear his footsteps due to the rug on his floor. You didn't get an answer quick enough, and your heart beat started racing in excitement as well as worry.

“I'm here sweetheart,” his voice was near now, just beside the bed. You felt the bed dip beside you, “okay, I thought you left me alone.” He chuckled at your pouty lips, “why would I leave you alone when I got you like this?”

The darkness surrounding you only heightened everything, your breathing, the soft hum of the AC, his movements against the bed, and the tension that you felt inside you with each passing second. You felt his fingers skim against your collarbone, then your sternum and your waist.

His movements were light and deliberate, he didn't touch you fully. You felt your breath hitch when his fingers travelled down, gently putting pressure on your lower stomach. “Breathe,” you heard him whisper, calm and soothing, “you're doing okay.”

He continued exploring your body, this time going lower. He held your knees, palms sliding to your inner thighs to pry them open. Your lips parted, the cool air brushed against your wet folds, a shuddered breath escaping your lips as the hands began travelling towards your core.

The moment his fingers parted your folds, and he adjusted his position between your legs, it hit you. The shape of his hands, the scent, the body slotted between your legs. Your pulse spiked, body tensing instinctively as you dug your feet into the bed.

“Jay?” You wondered, breath shaking in confusion, you heard Sunghoon's voice, now closer, “Jay?” He mirrored you, “why are you calling out his name, sweetheart?” You held the rope tightly in your hands, one of the legs moving up to trace the back of the man who was settled in between your legs, “I'm calling him out cause he's literally here, what else?”

You could hear Sunghoon clicking his tongue in amusement, “I wanted to see how you fall apart under him, under both of us, is that fine with you?” You felt the bed shift again, and Sunghoon's words just confirmed your doubts. You could feel heat rush up your body at the thought of both of them being there with you.

You opened your mouth to say something when Jay's head dipped low to lick a long stripe against your folds. He groaned, already tasting the wetness that pooled between your legs at the mention of both of them having their ways with you. “She's enjoying it, Hoon.” You heard Jay mumble against you as he started licking on your pussy.

“Told you she would, I know her very well, none of her fantasies are hidden from me,” Sunghoon chuckled, gently removing hair that fell on your face and neck before placing kisses across your chest.

“Jay..” you breathed out when you felt him ease his fingers inside you, pumping it in and out of you in deliberate motions as his tongue sucked your sensitive nub. “Yes sweetheart, be a good girl for us, you sound so good.” Sunghoon licked up your neck, hands squeezing and toying with your boobs to enhance the pleasure. Your back arched off the bed, and Jay's free hand held your waist to keep you from moving too much. “Sunghoon,” you cried out when he pinched your nipples, “I'm close.”

Jay added another finger inside you, curling them just the way he knew would make you reach your high fast. Your stomach coiled with the familiar sensation, and Sunghoon captured your mouth with his to drink up your noises as your orgasm washed over you. Jay continued to lick up your juices, fingers still moving inside you to help you ride out your orgasm. Then you felt both of them shift and you suddenly felt the ropes around your hands being removed.

You could feel Sunghoon massaging the area that had reddened a bit due to your constant pulling, when you reached up to remove the blindfold, a firm hand stopped you, Jay. “Princess, did we say you're allowed to take that off?”

You froze, but then slowly shook your head no. You could feel Jay slip his hand at the back of your neck and pull you to sit up, sliding behind you to lean against the headboard, he pulled you against his chest. He moved you and placed his chin on your shoulder, he circled his arms around you and you immediately held his forearms, wanting to feel him to ground yourself in the moment. You sighed, leaning against him as he moved your head to the side to kiss you.

You felt another pair of hands pull you away from Jay's embrace and he flipped you on your stomach, adjusting your hips. “Shit, you look so hot like this,” Sunghoon muttered, and you felt his cock glide against your folds, collecting your wetness on his. You moaned, propping yourself on your hands as you back arched when he started pushing inside you.

Jay moved you so your hands were resting beside his hips, his cock slapping against your jaw as he adjusted himself. You felt Sunghoon slap your ass once, bottoming out inside you in one swift motion after your orgasm, “make Jay feel good while I pleasure you sweets, you don't want him to feel left out right?”

“No,” you mumbled, sliding your hands up Jay's thighs to hold his cock, stroking it a few times. You heard Jay moaned, hands reaching out to gather your hair in a ponytail. You took him into your mouth, sucking on his tips a couple of times before taking him fully till he hit the back of your throat.

Jay groaned, tightening his hold on your hair as Sunghoon started moving. Each of Sunghoon's thrust forced Jay's cock deep inside your mouth. Sunghoon picked up his pace, hands grabbing on your hips with a vice-like grip, and you continued to bob your head, drool sliding off from the corner of your mouth to Jay's thighs.

Sunghoon felt your walls clench around him, and he moaned, throwing his head back, picking up his pace to chase his high. The wet sounds of skin slapping skin and the sound of your gagging filled up the air, sweating dripping off your head.

“I'm so close princess, swallow it please?” you groaned against his cock, eyes rolling with the way Sunghoon was drilling his cock into you. Jay came inside your mouth, your name falling from his lips like prayer. You released him from your mouth and swallowed it all, licking your lips to not let a drop go to waste.

Sunghoon's hand slid up to wrap around your neck, pulling you up, while his other hand held your waist to support. You held both of his hands with yours as he continued to drill his cock into you, moaning right into your ear, heavy breath fanning against your sensitive skin.

Jay reached towards you, yanking off your blindfold and you blinked a couple of times to get used to the sudden brightness, “fuck, you look so beautiful.” You felt Sunghoon slow down his movements for a bit, and thrust into you deep and slow.

Jay's eyes were glossed as he looked at you. One of his hands cradled your face, leaning closer to wrap you in a searing kiss while his other hand travelled down your body to rub your clit. Your body jolted at his touch and Sunghoon picked up his pace, slamming his hips against yours with more intensity. “She's clenching around me so tight, Jay.” You held Jay's shoulders for support as he distracted you with a kiss. You pulled back, throwing your head back against Sunghoon's shoulder, “it's too much.”

Jay's lips grazed your neck, sucking marks on your skin with purpose. Sunghoon dipped his head and kissed your shoulder, tongue dragging against your skin as if he couldn't get enough of the taste of you. Their mouths worked on your body in rhythm, like they were mapping you out together. Jay's kisses trailed down your neck, and your fingers dug in his skin as you felt your orgasm on the brink of exploding. Your body arched into Jay's and then Sunghoon released his hold from your neck, making you gasp.

Sunghoon shifted without disturbing the pace he had set against you, still slamming inside you with reckless abandon. You felt the shift before you saw it, the way Jay's body went rigid for a moment under your hold, the way his hands trembled against your pussy before he continued his movements.

You turned your head, dazed, and saw Sunghoon's mouth pressed against Jay's, his hand cradling the back of Jay's neck. Jay didn't resist, instead his lips moved against Sunghoon's with the same amount of desperation. You could feel the heat of it all, the messy kiss, the way Sunghoon's tongue slipped past Jay's lips and that sight was enough for your orgasm to crash over you with so much intensity, you saw white.

Jay pulled back from the kiss as he felt his hands get wet by your release, he didn't stop, still rubbing circles around your clit as he looked at Sunghoon, who was still pistoning his hips, “she soaked my hands, Hoon, fuck you're perfect.” You whined, and Sunghoon looked away from Jay and towards you, who was almost slumping against Jay's body, trembling.

You held Jay's hand and the way you clenched around Sunghoon was enough for him to reach his own high, spurting his cum inside you as he rode out his high. His movements stopped, still buried deep in you and Jay rubbed your back, calming you down.

You lifted your head, still gasping slightly when you felt the heat of Sunghoon's gaze on your face, his lips parted a little, he looked at you like he needed your assurance that what just happened wasn't just okay, but right. You held his jaw, pulling him closer to guide his mouth on yours.

Jay's hand roamed against your body, cupping your breasts, his cock grinded against your slit, occasionally rubbing against Sunghoon's dick and you felt his dick get hard once again inside you. You whined, pulling Jay for a kiss and he swallowed your little sounds, before breaking the kiss.

Your body was still trembling, and oversensitive when Jay guided you towards him, making Sunghoon's cock slip out of you, the sudden emptiness making you whimper. Jay's hand cradled your head as he laid you down on the bed. “Just lay there all pretty for me,” he said softly. You nodded, legs falling open with a slow, unconscious ease.

Jay settled in between, his hands drawing small patterns on the soft skin of your thighs. He leaned down to kiss the center of your chest, feeling the erratic rhythm of your heart on his lips. Behind him, Sunghoon moved closer, positioning himself behind Jay.

Your eyes met Sunghoon's, with a soft nod, you pushed Jay away from your body and Sunghoon leaned down to kiss his shoulder. You saw the way Jay tensed for a quick second, a flash of uncertainty flashing behind his eyes, but he didn't move away. His eyes found yours, and he clutched your hand which was placed on his torso as he tilted his head to give Sunghoon more access to his skin. You smiled, rubbing small circles against Jay's skin to ease his thoughts.

Jay's eyes were filled with raw hunger as he looked at you, breathing shallow, “I want to feel you, and him.” You nodded, signalling him to come closer with your index finger. Jay leaned down, kissing you with desperation as he slid his cock inside you. Sunghoon's hands rested on his hips to guide him slowly. Jay broke the kiss to bury his face in your neck, feeling overwhelmed as he started moving his hips into you, “fuck, you feel so unreal.”

Behind him, Sunghoon saw the way your eyebrows creased, and his eyes locked with yours over Jay's shoulder, lips parted like he could feel what you and Jay were feeling just by watching you two. Sunghoon's hand slid up from Jay's spine, fingers curling around Jay's neck. “Look at her,” he pulled Jay away from your neck, “she's falling apart once again.” Jay looked at you, the sight of you so undone beneath him made him thrust deeper into you, jaw tight.

Jay's movements into you were slow and deliberate, and Sunghoon rubbed his sides, anchoring him. Sunghoon let his hand slide lower, stop near Jay's hole which made Jay stop mid thrust, head falling over your shoulder. “Is this okay?” Sunghoon questioned, Jay didn't answer right away, instead he looked at you, so vulnerable, you cupped his face, placing a gentle kiss on his lips, “let him.” A groan left his mouth and he nodded against your skin.

You smiled at Sunghoon as he shifted to get lube from the drawer, squirting a generous amount on his hands and splayed it around Jay's hole, and Jay tensed all over again as Sunghoon lined himself against Jay. Sunghoon adjusted his angle, nudging his thighs open a bit. Jay sucked in a breath, fingers gripping on the sheets beside your head as Sunghoon pushed himself inside him, slow and careful.

Jay's face was flushed as Sunghoon allowed him to adjust to his size, groaning at the tightness that wrapped around him.

Sunghoon's hand grabbed Jay's waist, as he began moving his hips into him, fucking into him with deep and precise thrusts. Jay moaned openly now, hips rolling against you with the rhythm Sunghoon was fucking him into.

They increased the pace slowly, and your walls clenched around Jay. Sunghoon's gaze flickered down to where all three of you were connected. “You're so perfect,” he growled, brows creased, “both of you, look at the mess you made.”

You whimpered as Jay's thrusted, you could feel him getting close, his body tensed, movements losing the rhythm to chase his pleasure. “Jay-” you breathed, hands cupping his face as you felt your orgasm approach fast and hard. “I can't-” Jay gasped, choking on his words as Sunghoon thrust harder, gripping on Jay's shoulder to steady himself. “I'm close, I'm so close, Hoon,” he mumbled, his own movements sloppy as he thrust into you.

You came around Jay's cock, your body locking around Jay as you cried with overstimulation. The clenching of your walls around him because of your orgasm pushed Jay into the edge as he came inside you, body jerking hard as he twitched inside you. Sunghoon followed a second later, slamming into Jay with a guttural moan, his trembling as he spilled inside him, his forehead dropping on Jay's shoulder. The three of you stayed like that for a while, utterly undone, gasping for air, still shaking with the aftermath.

Jay collapsed next to you, and you whimpered at the empty feeling. Sunghoon laid down on your other side, pulling your body closer to his. Jay rolled towards you both, tangling his leg with yours and he draped his hand over your waist. “I didn't know it would feel this amazing,” Jay whispered against your temple and Sunghoon intertwined his fingers with Jay over your waist, “I know right.”

After a while, Jay let out a small sigh as he rolled out of the bed, “feels too sticky, I'll get something to clean up.” Sunghoon moved at the same time, swinging his legs off the bed with more ease than Jay's, “stay here sweetheart, I'll go help.”

Jay came out of the bathroom with a warm towel, as Sunghoon entered after him. He approached you, his hands warm and steady as he gently cleaned between your thighs. “Too much?” He asked as your thighs trembled. You shook your head, biting your lips as he kept on cleaning your sensitive area, “just sore….but I'll be okay.”

“Tell me if you're ever not,” he mumbled as he was done cleaning you up. He carried you in his arms as Sunghoon brought a new bedsheet to drape over the bed and discard the old into the laundry basket. You held onto Jay's shoulder waiting for Sunghoon to be done.

Jay laid you down on the bed, climbing beside you and Sunghoon followed suit, guiding a glass of water against your lips to hydrate you. Jay put on his boxers, and helped you with Sunghoon's t-shirt. Sunghoon wore his own boxers, stroking your head gently, “shower or bed?” You sighed, thinking about both the options. A shower would feel nice, but your body feels too tired.

Jay kissed your head, “maybe we can sleep for now and shower later?” You nodded, nuzzling in their embrace as they laid down beside you, “I don't want to move.” Sunghoon draped the blanket over three of you, “then don't move.” Your bodies were sore, you still needed a good shower, but all of that didn't matter for now. And as Jay nuzzled his head in your neck and Sunghoon draped his hands across your waist, you thought this is what being loved might feel like.

“Sweetheart,” Sunghoon called out after a while, you hummed, signalling him that you were listening, “did you know Jay didn't talk with me for 2 whole months after he kissed me?” You felt Jay tense beside you, then he slowly lifted his head to glare at Sunghoon. “Seriously?” He squinted his eyes, “you're going to tell her about that?” Sunghoon just smirked, wiggling his eyebrows at Jay, “she already knows, I literally never hide anything from both of you.” Jay snickered, throwing a pillow on his face but he dodged it, “I was just scared okay?”

“So scared that he literally tiptoed around me for months, still in denial. Did you know, it was me who went back to him and told him to forget everything and start anew,” you cupped Sunghoon's face in mock concern, “poor baby.” Jay scoffed, pulling you closer to him, “okay, I was a dick for being in denial for so long, my bad, I'm sorry.”

You laughed, and Sunghoon rolled his eyes, nuzzling closer to you. “It's okay Sunghoon, Jay apologized, plus Jay always had been emotionally constipated so let him be,” Jay groaned against your neck, burying his head so he won't have to face both of you. “I know that sweetheart, didn't he do the same thing with you?”

Jay threw the pillow again, and this time it landed right on Sunghoon's face, which made you laugh out loud. Both of them stopped their actions to take a look at you, laughing freely in between them. Jay's eyes then found Sunghoon's and he nodded his head in a quiet understanding as both of them approached to tickle you.

Sunghoon's grin was wide and wicked as he mercilessly tickled your sides and Jay held your arms, helping him. You don't remember when you last laughed like this, so unfiltered, so unguarded, so safe.

Eventually, all of your laughter eased into soft giggles and gasps as you laid back on the bed, tangled up with each other once again. You stared up at the ceiling, the laughter slowly fading into silence, but it wasn't awkward, it was calm.

You don't exactly remember when things changed between the three of you, when the lingering tension melted into trust, or when hesitation turned into comfort, but it happened. And now here you were, sharing laughter with each other on the bed.

You smiled to yourself, eyes fluttering shut, their breaths even and unguarded beside you. And while you were surrounded by their warmth on either side, you felt like maybe this is the perfect ending, or maybe just the beginning.

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