Donghyuck’s hands lightly held yours, his thumb rubbing your knuckles as he looked down at the movement, hiding the tears in his eyes. He took a shaky breath, and you squeezed your eyes shut. You didn’t want him to speak. If neither of you spoke, the inevitable couldn’t come, you could be fine, he wouldn’t have to leave.
But the inevitable always comes - that’s what makes it so painful. No matter how fast you run, you cannot escape it.
“Logically I know nothing matters and everything is temporary, but emotionally, I’m crushed by the weight of everything that has ever happened to us, and ever will happen.”
Donghyuck’s words left a large lump in your throat that made you feel as though you couldn’t breathe anymore. Your heart clench, as if some spirit had reached into your chest and grabbed it and was twisting it, trying to wrench it out of it’s place.
“I guess our fairytale had a few plot holes.” You chuckled sadly, as if the pathetic fake laughter that came out of you distracted from the tears that started falling gently down your face, almost caressing your skin as they did so.
“No.” Donghyuck disagreed, shaking his head at you. “Our fairytale was a beautiful story. We just... ran out of ink before we could write the happy ending.”
“You’ll still love me?” You asked. Donghyuck reached his hands up to cup either side of your face.
“I'll love you forever.” Donghyuck said, closing his eyes as he pressed his forehead against yours. “That’s the problem”
Your eyes closed as well, relishing the feeling of Donghyuck’s thumb gently stroking your cheek, wiping away the tears that were falling.
You heard him sniff, and squeezed your eyes closer together. You knew he was crying. But you also knew that if you saw him crying you would never be able to walk away.
This wasn’t supposed to go this way. Management were never supposed to get in the way, his contract wasn’t supposed to ruin the two of you. You were supposed to move in together. Then get your first dog together, a little golden puppy named Aurora. That would go into getting married, having kids, then driving them to sport practices and looking back at your life together and laughing.
But now none of that could happen. And soon you both had to leave this place and not see each other again.
You felt Donghyuck’s hands drop down to your waist and pull you closer. You brought your hands up around his neck and held onto him. His grip around your waist tightened as he hugged you close. He buried his face into your shoulder.
And that’s when Donghyuck broke down.
He cried into you, sobs wracking his body at the reality of having to leave you behind. You finally let yourself give in, whimpering into him as you stroked the back of his head.
He pulled out of the hug, before bring you back in for a kiss. It was the kiss of a lifetime, the kiss to end all kisses. It was the perfect goodbye.
You gently pulled away, opening your eyes to look at each other for the first time in a while. Donghyuck’s eyes were watering still, the light shimmering off them in an almost beautiful way. You thought about the irony of people eyes either shining with excitement or tears. And you remembered the way his eyes sparkled when you said you loved him.
The memories came flooding through your brain, all your time together, and you had to force them to stop or else you knew you would break again.
Then his phone pinged, a signal your time was up.
Donghyuck swallowed, before choking out a question.
“If I look back, will our eyes meet?”
You nodded, not quite sure yet if you were lying or not. You weren’t sure if you had the strength to see him again and walk away. Or if he would keep walking away after looking back at you.
You couldn’t let him give up everything he’d worked for to be with you. You knew what you had to do.
You gradually stepped away from each other, holding hands until the very last second. But that last second was inevitable, and it tore the two of you apart from your other half, as you both turn to leave the person holding your heart behind. You began to walk, it getting more difficult with every step. The two of you were almost out of each other’s possible sight range.
You let out a quiet moan when you felt Taeyong move to adjust himself underneath you. “Quiet doll, you don’t want the guys to know you’re sitting nice and pretty on my cock right now, while they’re trying to watch a movie do you?” You were trying to be quiet, you really were, but how could you stay quiet when Taeyong felt so good inside you, plus he kept shifting around causing him to slide against your slick walls. You know he was probably doing it on purpose. “Or maybe you want them to see how much of a slut you are for me hmm? Maybe I should just fuck you hard right here, right now? Let them see you fall apart around my cock?” Taeyong whispered seductively in your ear. You let out a shaky breath. How did he expect you to last through a whole movie with his cock deep inside you, and him letting out the dirtiest whispers? This was gonna be a long night, especially with the way Taeyong just brought his hand up to your clit, circling the throbbing bud. Yes, it was definitely gonna be a long night...
Pushing the fallen pieces of hair out of the way of his view of your face, tucking it behind your ear as he gulps. The view of you sucking on the tip of his cock as you look at him, eyes wide and all innocent, just waiting, silently begging to be praised, alone was enough to have him close to coming. “Good job baby, now try and take some more... fuck.. just like that” he guides, hand moving to grip the hair at the back of your head, using that to move your head up and down on his cock. Gently, as he doesn’t want to hurt you. “Mm doing such a good job for me, my pretty angel” Taeyong praises again. He couldn’t hold back the moan he lets out as he feels your tongue run a long the bottom of his cock. His head fallen back as his eyes roll. “Fuck.. baby I’m gonna cum”
Johnny almost chokes on his coffee when he sees you entering the kitchen. Your hair is sticking in all possible directions and the expression on your face tells him everything he needs to know. He bites down on his bottom lip to stop him from laughing but eventually fails and can’t help but smile. You huff in annoyance as you try to make your hair look more presentable. “Seriously Johnny? I had a horrible night of sleep, the last thing I need is you making fun on me.” You groan, pouting as you turn to your tall boyfriend. Who just stares at you lovingly as he continues sipping his coffee.
“I’m sorry baby, it’s just that I love moments like this the most because I’m the only one who gets to see you like this.” His comment makes your cheeks turn a soft shade of pink as you turn your face, making Johnny chuckle. You make your way over to him and wrap your arms around his waist while you rest your head against his chest. Johnny puts down his coffee so he can wrap his arms around you and hold you tightly as he rests his chin on top of your head. He gently sways the two of you back and forth as you two enjoy this soft little moment of intimacy.
Things with Doyoung have always been easy. Maybe that’s why you seem to be the perfect match. One night you’re sitting on your bed drawing him and the next minute he has you naked moaning him. Sometimes you spend innocent nights together just talking and cuddling and then other nights you can’t seem to keep your hands to yourself.
Sitting on your bed he’s trying his hardest to stay completely still as you’re intently trying to sketch out the features of his face. You’ve been like this for thirty minutes now. You aren’t exactly sure how you convinced him to sit still for you to draw him.
“Baby,” he says softly, catching your attention.
Sitting your sketch pad down your lap you look up at him with wide eyes, “yes?”
“Can you please take a moment and kiss me. I need a little break,” his beautiful dark eyes sparkle as he speaks to you.
Sitting your notepad on your bed next to where you were sitting you crawl across the bed until you’re sitting in his lap. Resting your hand in his cheek you take a long moment to take in his beauty. His lips part slightly as he takes a breath. Leaning forward, your nose rests against his.
“Stop being a tease,” he whispers before pressing his lips to yours.
His hands move to grip your side and hold onto you as your lips move together perfectly.
Pulling away from you can’t help but smile, “you’re so needy.”
2:07 am / tears streamed down jaehyun’s face as his grip on the leather seat tightened. he was pretty sure that his knuckles were gonna feel extremely numb after he lets go of the material — but that was the last thing on his mind. the feeling of your tongue swirling around his hard member as he tried his best not to make a noise. you were in jaehyun’s car that was parked in front of his house. he didn’t know if it was the way you bobbed your head on beat with the song that you were blasting or the smell of marijuana that suffocated his mind with nothing but pleasure. you finished sucking him off with a pop. you looked at his swollen red tip, proud of your work. you slowly stood up and straddled him. swiftly, you lifted up your tennis skirt. it was not long after you started softly grinding on his naked member. his breath hitched as he let out a few low grunts. “don’t be shy, baby. let me hear your pretty noises.” you cooed as you removed your panties and caressed his soft, brown hair. he let out low, needy moans. “ah! fuck!” you smiled at him finally giving in. his tears didn’t stop from falling down — pleasure was overflowing all over his body. you cupped his cheeks and wiped his tears as you kissed his forehead. “you wanna keep going on, babe?” he nodded eagerly at your question, “i want you to blow my brains out.”
“Don’t look at him.. don’t look at him,” you chant under your breath. Too late, his friend Mark, already poked Johnny’s arm to bring you to his attention. You immediately duck your head down, staring at the hot amber liquid in your teacup. It’s impossible not to look at Johnny Seo looking like a snack on a dewy afternoon in the skating park just blocks away from where you are situated. You gulp your afternoon tea even though it’s scorching hot, it does feel a lot better. You clasp the China cup and settle it gracefully on the mahogany table. Still, Johnny is doing his skateboard tricks that are way too borderline dangerous for you, or so he is just a daredevil, you reckon the latter.
“Darling, why don’t you just say hi to him instead of just looking at him from here?” Your best friend's mother, Grace, made her way to your spot, serving you her special delicacies. You are currently at their coffee shop for one important reason, it gives the best view of the skating park.
You huff. “We’re existing in our own different worlds. I mean, look at him,” you pointed at him. Johnny looked pretty, with his flashy skateboard graciously following after the kicks of his slender long legs. His recently dyed hair sways after the wind, and he even had an undercut that gives more justice to his godly looks. “We’re strings apart. I don’t stand a chance compared to all the cool girls hanging out in the park with their boards.”
Grace’s tone is playing along with amusement. “I doubt.”
You raise your head, casting her a dubious look. “Huh?”
Grace didn’t answer you but instead you followed her gaze. You almost choke on your own saliva when you caught Johnny staring back at you, those tantalizing dark eyes creeping onto you but in a good way, his lips curling up and he ran his fingers onto his fresh brown locks.
“There’s always a way to the other end of the string.”
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You keep on convincing yourself that the mini staring contest you held with Johnny is purely coincidental and he might just be seeing things like looking at the cute canvas decorating the coffee shop. Not until a bell rang.
A group of obnoxious skater boys enters the cafe. They stood out among the calm facade of the cafe, with their streetwear and skateboards.
You quit ogling at them and resumed on painting. However a voice interrupted you midway. “Mark wasn’t so wrong when he said someone beautiful is staring at me.”
You raise your gaze only to see the familiar orbs of Johnny Seo. He smiles. “Hi, beautiful.”
[4:15pm] - Two weeks ago, you and your boyfriend, Johnny, finally moved in together. Two unbelievable weeks of waking up next to and falling asleep in the arms of the boy who owned your heart had come and gone just like that. Indeed, everything was blissful, and you couldn't think of a time when you felt more content and at peace. Though you were at peace, the same sentiment didn't translate throughout your and Johnny's shared abode. To put it simply, one could assume that no one even lived in the apartment, given the total lack of furnishings and personal touches. The minimal decor that you did have scattered about made no sense and had zero cohesiveness. Your apartment resembled a storage unit more than that of a young couple living in the heart of Seoul.
Every wall was barren, overturned boxes served as tables, and your mattress was still on the floor. The meticulously crafted Pinterest board that the two of you had obsessed over before the move long forgotten as the reality of daily life unfolded. Johnny, being an Idol, meant that his schedule was often busy and predetermined. At the same time, you were still adjusting to living in South Korea while actively job hunting. With all wheels spinning at once, purchasing furniture and making your house a home, had yet to see the light of day which you were determined to change today.
"We moved in two weeks ago, and our apartment still looks vacant!" you wryly remarked while scampering over to your boyfriend, Johnny. His long limbs wholly occupying the bean bag chair that currently served as the only seating option. His arms wound around your frame the moment you sat on his lap as yours snaked around his neck.
"Whoa wait, Y/N, do you mean that we're not going for the minimalist half boy's dorm half storage unit look? Shocked, I am shocked," Johnny uttered playfully as he squeezed you tighter, his head tipping back as he erupted with laughter. You adored his laugh and soon found yourself chuckling along with him, which happened to be a very usual occurrence. Once you both caught your breath from the unexpected fit of giggles, you smacked your hand against his arm softly to regain his attention.
"J, there's minimalism, and then there's this," you began, raising one arm and swirling it in the air to emphasize your point before you placed it back around his neck. "We both have some time today, surprisingly, so what do you say we finally get this place looking all snazzy, huh?" you continued, wiggling your eyebrows dramatically, which caused Johnny to reach up and lightly bop your nose.
"Say no more, let's do it! IKEA, here we come," Johnny shouted as you both hurried to get ready for the shopping adventure.
[IN IKEA]
"Johnny Seo, stay the course! One of us has to be the responsible one here, or we'll need a bigger apartment to accommodate all this stuff," you chuckled as Johnny threw yet another stuffed snake into the cart.
"Don't go holding back on me now, Y/N. Go wild! Throw pillows that I'm sure will be just for decoration, coasters that I'll try my best to use, those fancy little soap dishes that no one actually needs, we are getting it all, and then some. Our apartment will be empty no more, " Johnny responded while pulling you closer and placing a delicate kiss to your forehead as you clung to one another in the middle of the aisle.
"I'll never get tired of hearing you say our apartment," you whispered as you gazed at one another with mirroring smiles and erratic heartbeats.
"Oh yeah? In that case, our apartment, our apartment, our apartment," Johnny whispered before leaning in and placing a peck to your lips.
As you and Johnny embraced in the center of Ikea with a shopping cart packed with a little of everything, your heart thudded against your rib cage. For soon, those items would be in the apartment that you got to share with Johnny. The apartment that would always be the first significant element that you two shared. The apartment that would see you two create new memories: the apartment that you two called, home.
