Geonu - OneShot! WIP!
The two of you sit unceremoniously on the end of Geonu’s bed. The room around you is dimly lit and smells vaguely of stale cigarettes, and his too expensive cologne. Despite the grungier decor, at the head of his bed there is an assembly of assorted stuffies, all organized neatly. There are clothes strewn randomly about the floor and sporadic empty cans and bottles littered the tops of his dressers and desk. Despite this the room is more clean that it is not, and the organized disorganization of his space seemed to truly reflect his natural state of being. Everything was so incredibly him.
“So uhm, do we just,” Geonu clears his throat and shifts towards you,” do we just start like now, or?”
You turn towards him, somewhat incredulous, “I thought you said this wasn’t your first time!”
“It’s not!” He exclaims defensively, cheeks flushed, “It’s just, the other times,” he gestures off-handedly, “they were kinda y’know, spur of the moment, or whatever…” you roll your eyes and huff a bit and his voice climbs an octave as he continues, “A-and what about you? Huh?? This isn’t your first time either so what’s your excuse?”
This time you feel your cheeks heat up as you guffaw, “Well- Well! I,” you look anywhere but Geonu, suddenly even more interested in his room, “I’m normally, y’know, not really uh,” the heat of embarrassment creeps up your neck and you know that he notices. As if the universe wanted to offer confirmation, Geonu chuckles and scoots a bit closer, leaning towards you, his voice taking on a teasing lilt as he fills your hesitant silence, “What? Are you embarrassed to say that you were never the one in control of things?”
Your eyebrows furrow in vague annoyance, “I’m not embarrassed by that! I could be in control if I wanted to be!” You turn now to look at him and find that your faces are now only centimeters apart.
He cocks an eyebrow, a small smirk on his lips, “Oh, yeah?”
“Yeah!” Your response indignantly, eyes setting.-
Geonu tilts his head slightly, the smirk still decorating his lips as he responds, “Prove it.”
The tip of his nose is touching yours, your eyes flicking from his eyes to his lips and back again, the pause is heavy and expectant and then you lean back, moving to put space between the two of you, “I don’t need to pro-” Before you can process, Geonu’s hand is turning you back towards him and his lips are pressing against yours.
Your heart is slamming against your ribcage, as one of his hands cups your cheek and the other comes to the back of your neck pulling you closer to him. The bed dips as you both shift your positions, Geonu coming to one knee enough to give him the upperground, as you turn your body towards his more, allowing him to properly deepen the kiss.
POSSIBLE FUTURE WARNINGS: one night stand, lowk p vanilla i think for the most part, maybe some pet names, kinda giving non!idol, mentions of smoking, fat! y/n (DUHDOY)