no.1 obsession | 조성일
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★ pairing: 조성일 cho seongil x reader
★ summary: everyone has their breaking point, even more when it has been years of obsessing after you.
★ warnings: literally nothing lmao
★ a/n: uni is kicking my ass so you better be grateful this is being posted today, i fell sleep twice on the bus today
★ permanent taglist: @blubb0 @gyubvlin
You know when people say you can tell love at first sight exists? well, if you had asked literally anyone that had been subjected to whatever the relationship between you and Seongil would tell is that you two were the perfect example.
You weren't the closest of friends, hell, neither of you would consider the other top five. but there was something, a vibe, a feeling, in the air whenever the two of you shared a space that had been really hard to explain or hide.
Sharing friend group only made it worse, since everyone was a witness to the dancing around the very obvious truth that for some reason you two acted as if it was forbidden for you to indulge in. Like a it was a crime to kiss a friend, or the world would explode if you talked about it.
It had been like this for years. Your relationship dwindling and adapting to the different realities, high school was one thing, where you would indulge in napping on his shoulder or he would throw his jacket over you, as a way to stake a claim. Shared playlists, Instagram dumps, and close friends stories could always been seen having the others name written across it.
Then he got a girlfriend, and how could you be mad if you and him had never been anything more? did all of those small things, gestures, details, mean something, or were you just hoping for the impossible? to add salt to the wound, everyone seemed to agree she was your clone. Same style, same likes, same boyfriend.
You didn't dwell on it, you were just friends after all, and even if he had stopped replying and was basically ignoring you, so what? it was his choice. Focusing on Yechan's brother and his friends was a better idea, and he had a blonde friend who played the guitar that had been liking your stories for a while, whats the worst that could happen?
Rebounds where never a good idea, even less when you still see the reason for it everyday, who's also in his own situationship from hell, sporadically appearing to remind you he still cared, and he still was as hot as the last time you saw him.
Seongil didn't have it easy either. At some point you had distanced from your original friend group, deciding Keeho and company were more interesting (seeing the photos of you perched across the blonds lap made his blood boil, even if he was in an on an off relationship with the other girl), and now it had been a year since he last saw you, the last message in your chat was wishing you happy new year, and he doesn't know if he should reach out, what should he say? what can he say? his thumb hovering over the send button.
i miss you (message not delivered)
Clubbing had become one of your new hobbies. All of your friends did it, and who would say no to having a great time, maybe a little more? The only downside you could think was hows often you ran into people you knew, but it was never that bad, so why would today of all days be different.
Luck had never been on your side, you discover as soon as you enter the club. Yechan and company was there, and it made sense, his brother probably passing down all the contacts he shared with you with the next Yoon generation and co.
You could feel his stare on you all night long. And maybe you were ramping it up just for him, who knows. It's not like you had something against the guy, and if you could get some fun out of riling him up, you would. And it drove him insane.
Seongil and you were probably playing the most played game in the establishment, a game where your only goal is to make the other fold, a game of seduction if you want. You could sense the desire in his gaze while you danced with your friends, barely moving from his spot.
It takes a little while for Yechan to realize who is standing on the other side of the club, wasting no time in calling towards the blonde, signaling for them to join your equally small group.
There's almost no time until the other guys join your little trio, startling your girl friend. You didn't understand how she still got surprised even if Yechan joining your little group was the most common occurrences of your nights, making you wonder if there was another reason for her nervousness around the guy. You weren't complaining this time, at least, you needed some entertainment for the night.
You can sense the confusion from her once she realizes you seem quite pleased with the new additions to the group, letting the dyed blonde stand way closer than any other guy that had even dared to come near, or better said, you had ever let them. She hadn't been around the worse part of your relationship with Seongil, lacking all of the history between the two of you. yet there was no way she could miss the way he seemed to be devouring you with his eyes, and how you relished in his attention.
She shoots you a questioning look, announcing loudly that shes gonna get a drink, if you wanted to tag along, giving you a clear way out if you needed, but she couldn't blame you if you stayed.
"Do you want something to drink?" you turn around, fully facing him for the first time of the night, tone as teasing as you could muster. You were grateful for how caring your friend was, but you weren't going to waste the opportunity that you had been waiting for. You would get him all to yourself tonight, and if you played your cards right, you could get him under you faster than he could expect(?
"Everything i need is right here" Seongil says, maybe a little more forward than intended, stopping you on your tracks as his hands wrap around your waist pulling impossible closer. You can hear Yechan and the other friend hoot and holler at the scene, and you wish he had an once of shame. Your friend had left not that long ago, but you doubted she would be back any time soon since the other handsome guy had followed her, under the pretense of getting another drink, which you knew probably would end up watered down as they find themselves busy against a random wall, and you hoped for the same luck.
"Good to know" you tease, your hands finding their rightful place in the back of is neck, fingers tangling in the longer strands. The smile that adorns his lips is so pretty you almost feel bad for wanting to kiss it off. Almost.
You still wont make the move, way too invested in winning whatever this was to fold just now. He had been the first to pull away back then, and you were going to make sure he would be the first to fall now, even if you also haven't the process.
"Haven't seen you in a while" he teases back, his hand drawing circles in the naked skin of your waist, raising bumps against his contact. So close you could almost feel his breath against your skin.
"I've been really busy" you say, trying to keep it as light as possible.
"Got bored of your other boy toy?" so he knew. You had been been seeing Theo for a while, nothing special, even less when compared with the man pressing against you right now, and you would have been lying if that comparison hadn't been what ended up ruining the chances of the poor boy you strung along, not that you could care about him in this situation. It was supposed to be a rebound anyway.
"Something like that" you answer "And you? what took you so long?"
"Waiting for the right moment"
"Took another guy threatening you to make a move?"
"Not exactly." he says, nose nudging yours "what i wanted to do doesn't seem appropriate for uni, and that's the only place saw you for a while. Kind of disappeared on us."
"Should have told your little girlfriend to loosen the leash and let you party like you did before, I saw the guys plenty at 82" you say, bullshitting smile on your face, "besides, what could you want to do? that it's oh so bad?"
"Ex girlfriend," he clarifies, the tone on his voice making it clear he doesn't want to entertain even the idea of her, and it makes you smile, kind of. "you know whait I want. Been obsessed with you ever since I first laid my eyes on you."
"Didn't seem like it with how long took you to make a move." you tease, pulling apart just to fuck with him. He smirked, clearly enjoying the banter.
"Again, doesn't seem appropriate to fuck your brains out in a uni bathroom"
"Oh really, where would it be an adequate place?"
"My bed, to begin with" he says, as if this was the most normal proposition he could do, to fuck you, ruin you, quoting his own words, like it was an invitation for coffee.
"To begin with?" once again, playing dumb. You both knew that the moment it happened, there was no way back, no other person made you feel like him. Something about Seongil made your brain short circuit, no other random hook up, boyfriend, or anything could rile you up like the guy you never kissed.
"When I get my hands on you, I plan on making it worth the wait." he says, leaning ever so closely, your lips barely brushing.
"Hey lovebirds" you hear Yechan call out to both of you, and you can't help to cuss the boy for interrupting "we are heading out to an after party at Seongbin's, you coming?
"I'll drive her home, don't worry" Seongil says, and you turn to look at him, questioning look in your eyes "haven't drank anything you can check"
You shrug your shoulders in agreement, as you turn to Yechan, who was waiting for confirmation.
"Yeah yeah, don't worry" you say "beside we wont all fit in a cab"
"I'm sure that's the reason" he teases, and you wish that he wouldn't be so shameless.
as fast as he came, he disappeared in the crowd, leaving you once again in the odd privacy of the club with Seongil.
"now where were we" Seongil says, as if he was thinking where the conversation had been left, hands turning you around so you are once again pressed against his chest.
Before he can add anything else, you decide to take matters into your own hands, inhibited by a mix of the alcohol running thru your veins and the lack of familiar people around, giving you a new faux sense of privacy. You press you lips to his, a kiss so needy it puts every other one to shame.
The way he groans into the kiss, the way his hands press you impossible closer, roaming the naked skin of your waist. It all feels obscene right, the way you two fit each other. And you curse yourself, and him, because if this is how good it feels, you would have taken the public bathroom.
"Lets get out of here" and you couldn't find it in yourself to say no. Not that you wanted to.