Why Were You Starring At Me?(M)
READER (y/n) X JUNG WOOYOUNG (Ateez) Genre: Smut, Fluff Towards The End, School Setting. Word Count: 2368 Words. Summary: When your best friend tells you that one of the most popular guy in schools has a crush on you, you couldn't help but to confront him about it.. But what happens when both of you are left in the dance room together alone.
(Author’s Note: Fix On! I finally finished it! I finally did 😭😩 This honestly took longer than expected but thank you guys for all the nice dms and being so patient and supportive while I was struggling to finish this piece. I kinda tried a different writing style so do tell me if you like this better or my old style better. Also side note; I need to seriously start writing smut that is not a school setting. This is my 3rd smut with a school setting. Guys, do give me ideas for my future smut.)
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“Come on! He does not have a crush on me, there’s no way in the world that’s going to happen. How the fuck did you come up with that statement?!”
You said as you glared to your best friend, you weren't really angry or frustrated with her, you just was confused at how she could come up with such a statement. A statement that if heard by other students, could get you into big trouble.
“I bet you 50 bucks that he totally has a crush on you! It’s so damn obvious y/n!” she said as she hit your shoulder playfully.
“You’re that confident?” you said as you raised an eyebrow.
“Yeap! I always catch him trying to sneak a glance of you.” she says enthusiastically. The only thing you could manage to do was roll your eyes at her.
“You are about to catch these hands if you don't stop this nonesense.” you said in a sarcastic tone as you raised your fist and move it in front of your friend’s face.
“Sheesh, dont you ever use that phrase again. It makes you sound old.” your friend says as she shoves your fist away.
You couldn't help but let out a chuckle. You looked across the classroom and made eye contact with a boy. The moment he realised you were looking back at him, he turned around and pretended to join in a conversation with his friends.
“I told you.” your best friend says as she sneaks up behind you.
You could see the boy trying to look at you with the corner of his eyes, trying to see if you were still looking at him. When he saw that you were, he continued to pretend to listen to his friends talking. You heard your friend giggled seeing his reaction. You continued looking at the boy, starting to get slightly curious whether or not if what your friend said was true.
You wondered if the boy really liked you or if there was another reason behind why he kept on looking at you. You knew that being too curious wasn't a good thing and your mum always told you not to get involved into other people’s business, but this time, curiosity got the best of you. Plus, this had something to do with you so technically it was your business too.
You were curious about the boy who was sitting across the classroom, the boy who had purple hair, the boy who was always surrounded by a group of loud guys, the boy known as Jung Wooyoung.
Wooyoung was your classmate, his been your classmate for years. He was part of the popular group and had a lot of beautiful girls chasing him, so it was weird when you found out that he stares at you in class.
There were also a lot of rumours about Wooyoung and his friends, you heard that they had some dark sides and that they involve themselves in dangerous things but you didn't really believe in those rumours. To you, Wooyoung and his friends were just a bunch of normal high school students.
You have never really spoken a word to Wooyoung before, let alone have a whole conversation but you were determined to ask him about why he was starring at you. The bell rang, signalling that school was over and it was time for you to go home. Before you could confront Wooyoung, you saw him slipped pass his friends and went out the classroom’s back door but you knew exactly where to find him.
Wooyoung was popular for a reason, not just because of his good looks, but because he was an amazing dancer. He and his friends constantly perform in the school’s festivals and Wooyoung was always the one to choreograph their performances. Girls would drool while looking at him perform on stage.
You made your way out of class and to the school’s dance studio, you peaked in the small window at the door and saw Wooyoung dancing alone inside the room. You hesitated to go into the room for a moment, questions kept on popping up in your head; what if your best friend was wrong? what if he wasn't actually looking at you but looking to someone else when you happened to be in the way? what if you make a fool out of yourself?
Suddenly the door open and Wooyoung appeared in front of you. He had caught you looking into the dance room while he was looking in the mirror.
“Yes? Can I help you with something?” he asked as he raised an eyebrow.
“I-- um--I--” you mumbled, you had no idea how to even start.
“Are you okay?” there was a hint of concern in his tone.
“Yes! I mean no! I mean-- aish” you mentally slap yourself before gaining your composure, “Can I come in?”
“Oh yeah, sure.” he shrugged as he let you into the dance room. You slowly shuffled into the room and heard him close the door behind you.
“So -- emm-- What brings you here today, y/n.” he asks as he scratches the back of his head.
“Where are your friends?” you asked him to make sure he was alone so that you didn't make a fool of yourself.
“Oh they went to go watch a movie at the mall,” he explains “I wasn't really interested so I decided to come here to choreograph something for the upcoming school festival.”
“I see..” you said as your eyes wondered around the room.
“So, are you going to tell me why you’re here?”
“Well, I kinda have a question for you.”
“What is it?”
“WhyWereYouStarringAtMeInClass?DoYouHaveACrushOnMe?” you said in one breath before biting your bottom lip, you could feel your cheeks getting hotter due to the embarrassing question you just ask. You looked at Wooyoung, his cheeks were slightly blushed.
“It’s too obvious isn't it.” he said with an awkward laugh as he walked towards you “Yeah, I have a crush on you, y/n.” Wooyoung leaned in closer to you, his lips were closed to yours, you stared into his eyes before looking at his lips. He instantly smirk once he noticed where you were looking. He cupped your chin and pulled your face closer to his, “...And I believe the feeling is mutual. Am I right?”
“You are.” you whispered as your cheeks turn hotter than before. You placed your hands onto his school shirt, your eyes closed as you pulled him into a deep kiss. You could feel the butterflies in your stomach when your lips touched his. You couldn't deny the fact that you did secretly like him all these years, you were just too afraid to show your feelings without knowing what he thought of you.
Wooyoung wrapped his hands around your waist and slipped his tongue into your mouth, making you moan against him. The next thing you knew, he was already attacking your neck and kissing it before finding your sweet spot. Another moan escaped your lips as he sucked your sweet spot, leaving a love bite.
“Someone might walk in.”you said as your hands run through his hair. You could feel your back hit the cold mirror wall.
“Trust me, nobody is going to walk in. It’s after hours and everyone knows that this is my group’s hangout spot, they won't dare to come in.” he whispers into your ear as his hands started to tug at your shirt.
Slowly, he started peeling off each article of clothing on you, you saw the hunger in his eyes as he looks at your body. The moment he pulled your panties off of you, you wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him again. As you kissed him, you unbuttoned his school shirt and undid his belt buckle. A moment later his clothes pooled at his feet.
Your bodies were closed to each other, his hands calloused over your waist. His lips met your neck once again as he continues to mark you as his. You released a moan, which led to Wooyoung’s groan. He removed one of his hands from your waist, his hand glided along your cheek as he gives you a small peck on the lips, you couldn't help but smirk at him.
“Don’t think about teasing baby girl, we can save that for another day.” he whispers in your ear. You nodded, you would love to tease him but he was right, you were still in school grounds and it would be too risky. You looked up at him, then pushed your head up to kiss him again.
His hands roamed your body, grabbing your butt before he gives your breast a firm squeeze, which you responded with a soft squeal. Your right hand travelled from his neck down to his chest and to his dick. He moaned loudly against your neck as your cold hand came in contact with his dick.
Wooyoung slipped his hand from your waist to your clit and started playing with it. You whimpered against him, your lips interlocking again. You grind yourself against his hand, desperate for more friction. He shifted his hand lower down and caress it even more, sending pleasure through out your whole body, another moan escaped your mouth.
“Wooyoung, you said no teasing.” you moaned out.
He kept quite, his lips forming a smirk as he continued to stroke you, his thumb pressed onto your nub as he inserts a finger into your. You clench his shoulders as pleasure hit you. He grabbed your chin with his free hand and turned your face towards his. You stared into his eyes, his pupils filled with lust as he thrusted his fingers into you. A string of moans and curses escaped your lips.
“I’m going to make you feel so fucking good.” Wooyoung mumbled against your lips as he fingers you faster.
You arched your back as a staggered moan left your mouth as his finger hit your g-spot, his thumb continue to rub your nub. You could feel yourself getting dizzy due to the pleasure he was giving you.
He added another finger into you, thrusting in and out of you. A few thrust later, you clenched yourself around his fingers and you moaned you his name. Wooyoung smirked at you as he let you ride your high.
You whimpered as he removed his fingers from you, he slipped them into his mouth and groaned at how good you taste. Since he couldn't wait any longer, Wooyoung immediately wraps his arms around your waist, supporting your butt as you wrapped your legs around his hips. Your lips attacked his neck, making his moan.
“Fuck-- I’m going to fuck you so good baby.” Wooyoung groaned against your neck. You subconsciously began to grind yourself against his throbbing dick, you wanted him so badly. Wooyoung notices this and decides to switch roles, he rubs himself against you earning a loud moan from you.
Carefully, Wooyoung slightly shifted you up, then lowered you down onto him, his dick sliding inside of you slowly. Both of you moaned from the pleasure that you felt.
A loud moan left Wooyoung's lips as his hands grasped your hips tightly. Your nails digging into his shoulders (which would definitely leave a mark), your teeth digging into your bottom lip as you felt him inside of you.
“Woo,” you moaned as you adjust to his size, “Please fuck me hard.”
With that, Wooyoung pulled his hips back deliberately and then thrusts forward, realising a moan from both of you. He repeated it until he picked up a steady pace.
“Fuck baby, you’re so fucking tight.”
The sound of skin slapping could be heard echoing through out the dance room. Pantings, groans, curses and moans escaped from both of you. You cursed as Wooyoung hit your g-spot causing you to clench around him. His head threw back. He continuously thrust into you hard, abusing your g-spot.
“Fuc--Fuck.” he groans. The veins in his necks starts appearing. He stated to fasten his pace, trusting into you harder and more quickly. You could feel yourself about to cum for the second time, and you knew he was close too.
“Fuck, Woo! I’m close.” you moaned out as you could feel your high building up.
“Same, cum for me baby.” you could hear the struggle in his voice as he quickened his pace. Your vision becomes blurry as you released yourself on him. A few thrust later, and you felt his load in you. Wooyoung’s pace becomes sloppy as he rides his high. You held onto him until your breathing was steady before getting off him.
“Fuck, you have no idea how long I've been wanting to do this to you.” Wooyoung says as he plops down on the floor, sweat trickling down the side of his face. “Although, I never imagined we would be doing it here.”
You smiled at him as you dressed yourself. As soon as you put on you were decent you picked up his clothes and passed it to him before lying down next to him.
“So you really have a crush on me?”
“I’ve had a crush on you for about 3 years now.” he said laughing as he put his clothes on. Once dressed he pulls you up from the floor and into his arms, pulling you to him and kissing you deeply, “So can I finally call you mine now?”
You couldn't help but giggle at his question before you nod your head.
Suddenly, the dance room’s store door open, revealing a traumatised Jongho.
“Wtf?! I thought you went to catch a movie with the others?!” shouted Wooyoung, you immediately hid behind Wooyoung's back, embarrassed that someone was actually in the next room while you and Wooyoung were having a heated session.
“I left my bag in the store room so I came to pick it up and then I got sidetracked by some old equipment I found in there by the time I wanted to go out, you guys were in the middle of something-- em--” said Jongho as he awkwardly stand in front of his hiding place “Anyways, I need therapy now.”
