Sooooo extremely politely demanding an It's You update 🥺🥺🥺🥺 when do they tell Haneul? When do they tell his friends?! Who tells yeosang?!?! 🤣
Also when does that guy get a real fucking job?
LMAO ok I am going to work on a chapter tonight! It's happening!
But to answer your last question...
I can't decide what his job should be 🤣 If I'm being honest, that's why he hasn't gotten hired anywhere yet. The author doesn't know what he should do! 🤷♀️
I'll figure it out eventually. In the meantime, what do you want first - a night at the bar with Woo and Hongjoong, a visit from Noona's parents, or Haneul's gift to Noona? 💕
I have ALSO been thinking about your bff's brother San...... Where have they got to? Did OC go? How happy was San to see her? Have they done the fucking boink yet??? 🤣
Moni, ILY 💜 I am still slowly working on BFF’s lil bro San and OC’s story! I’m writing it out of sequence, so yes, they have boinked 🤣 And he is always happy to see her 🥰 but maybe you would like to look at a moment I finished recently?
Warnings: shirtlessness (for both), nipple play
As soon as the door is closed, San pounces. You yelp in surprise as he pushes you down on the couch, nudging your legs apart to lay between them.
He does that thing that you love, where someone reaches behind their head and pulls their shirt off in one smooth motion, and you bite your lip, eyes immediately going to his bare shoulders. You remember the first time you saw him without a shirt, that day you caught him doing push-ups on the balcony, sweat dripping from his tanned skin down to the cement below him. That image alone has kept you company on many nights when you laid in your bed, trying not to think about how San was just on the other side of the door.
The thick trap muscles on either side of his neck flex as he looks at you now, but you can’t tear your gaze away from his chest. Slowly, you bring your hand up, brushing his neck with skittish fingers, like you’re afraid if you touch too long you’ll get scorched. Not by the heat of his skin, but by the burning of your want.
You drag your fingers down, across his collarbones, between his pecs, on and on. San’s breathing becomes a hiss when you stop just above his stomach, his frame jerking slightly above you as you rub your fingers back and forth.
“Sorry,” you giggle, realizing you were basically falling into a trance. It’s just easier to focus on anything but his face right now. You can feel the way he’s staring at you, and you’re a little afraid of what you might find if you look in his eyes right now. “I’m not trying to tease you, I just got distracted.”
‘Noona,” San tuts, eyebrows narrowing slightly, a convincing facsimile of sternness, like he’s disappointed in you. “Do you know how long I’ve wanted you to touch me like this?” He doesn’t allow you the chance to breathe, let alone speak, as his mouth covers yours again.
Kissing San is a full body experience every time, leaving your skin tingling, heart racing with every touch of his lips against yours, but now, with him pressing you into the couch, it’s beyond overwhelming, all rational thought fleeing your head, leaving behind only, San San San.
He lifts his head high enough to catch your eye. “Can I touch, too?”
“Oh god please.” Shamelessly, you sit up, forcing him back on his heels. He watches with rapt attention as you pull your shirt off. For a second you debate with yourself, then you decide there’s no reason not to, so you lose your bra as well. Knowing you look pathetically eager, giving no fucks about it.
San clearly doesn’t mind, given the smile that splits his face. In the blink of an eye he’s got you on your back again, palms cupping your tits.
“Noona,” he murmurs, thumbs rolling over your nipples, making the sensitive nubs stiffen, “You’re so pretty.”
Heat flashes up the sides of your face. “San,” you try to groan exasperatedly, but it comes out a whine instead, high, and so, so needy.
“What? You are.” His kiss is the punctuation to his declaration, fully stopping your protest. “Pretty, pretty, pretty.”
His lips keep kissing down your chin, your neck, your chest, and you moan, letting your head flop back on the pillow because your head is too heavy to hold up while pleasure courses through you courtesy of San’s hard-working tongue.
“You’re pretty too, you know,” you sigh absentmindedly, head currently floating somewhere in the clouds.
He pauses with his teeth in mid-graze. “I know.”
It shouldn’t turn you on like that, him cockily smiling at you with a mouthful of nipple, but it does. Even so, you roll your eyes, pushing his head back down so he doesn’t see the grin you can’t suppress. A low hum sounds from the back of his throat, sounding pleased when you thread your fingers through his hair, nails scraping gently against his scalp.
“I wish I could take my time,” he confesses, breath blowing warm over your wet skin, and you shudder, both from the sensation and his words. “But she won’t be gone long.”
“Next time,” you say, mouth moving faster than your brain, and his head snaps up, a look of surprise on his face quickly melting into a bright grin.
“Next time,” he agrees, lowering his lips to your chest again. “Definitely next time.”
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Previous installments of bff's lil bro San: one two three
Tagging a few people who I think are interested @minttangerines @kiestrokes @augustbutwinter @sweetnspicy-noona @krystal-a
I was tagged by @moni-logues to do the handwritten bias challenge 💕 This is actually really legible for me? My writing’s usually a lot scratchier than this:
Tagging some fellow multis @kiestrokes @chans-room @yeontan-my-love @hannahbee12719 @seokjinger-ale @bangtanintotheroom but no pressure as always 💜
even though I know you are going to bring pain down on them (😠🔪🔪🔪)
I just want them to be cute and happy 🥹🥹
Moni, I miss them so much too!!! I've been writing other WIPs (gasp, yes, I've been cheating on bff's lil bro San 🙈) so it's been a while since I've worked on that one. I have several vignettes in progress but none ready to post.
But maybe Ateez's Coachella performance tonight will inspire me to write something? I was literally just talking about the need to write a very drunk, very lovey San the other day with @kiestrokes and @minttangerines… maybe I should sprint tonight and see what happens 👀
I want them to be cute and happy too, don't worry! 💕
Sunny, how long does It's You San actually stay at the apartment? At what point is his sister like, dude, why are you still here? Get a fucking apartment! Get a proper job!??? Is San putting it off, dragging it out because of his proximity to a certain someone??? Is he genuinely making efforts to move out????
Hahahaha, Moni, I love this question. Haneul is super protective of her little brother (whether he really needs it or not) and is also somewhat of a pushover when it comes to him, so as long as he's not making a mess of her place, she's fine with him crashing there as long as it takes for him to finally get a job and afford to move out. He's interviewing like mad but it's rough out there! Sure, he's picking up shifts as a bouncer, but it's not nearly enough to get him on his feet just yet.
...and ok, maybe Wooyoung did offer to let him move in with him when he found out his roommate would be moving out, but San turned him down without ever mentioning it to his sister. It's not that he doesn't appreciate his friend's offer, but this thing he has with OC is the only good thing he has going right now and he doesn't want to do anything to fuck it up in any way. Boy's in so deep. 💕
also he gets super cranky if he doesn't get his daily OC kisses 🥺
