Your smile was wide as soon as you spotted Yan walking off the stage, hanging just to the side as you waited for him to spot you. As soon as he did, everything else was forgotten, weaving through the crowds of staff to be able to get to you and wrap his arms around you.
His frame was sweaty and hot, but you didn’t mind at all, excited to tell him just how much you enjoyed the show. It was everything that you expected and more from him, never failing to see just how talented he was.
“I’m so glad you were able to come tonight,” he smiled as he pulled back from you, looking down to meet your eyes. “I could see you too down the side of the crowd dancing along to some of the songs tonight.”
“I told you that I memorised some of the moves to dance along, I wasn’t lying,” you chuckled.
His head nodded back at you, “you’re a right mover, you could fit right into the team too.”
Your head shook as Yan took a hold of your hand, looking around to see what everyone else was doing before pulling you with him. You didn’t ask any questions, you simply followed as he pulled you back down the corridor to where the boys’ dressing room was.
“I wanted to get you alone for a while before we start having to do some work again,” he informed you as he reached the door, “you don’t mind, do you?”
“Not at all, if this is where you want to be.”
Yan opened up the door, scoffing as he did so as he was reminded of the mess that the boys had made in the room. Luckily for him, there was a small space on the sofa free for the two of you to sit on, keeping his hand in yours as he led you across, sitting you down and then dropping himself down beside you, making sure that he was facing you.
“I just wanted to make sure that you truly know just how happy I am that you were finally able to come to one of our concerts,” Yan suddenly told you.
“I had a great time, I’m glad you invited me.”
You were unintentionally saying all the right things to put a smile on Yan’s face as his eyes remained fixated on you. Even by your standards, his smile was a little wider than usual, unsure if he was still running off of the adrenaline from the show.
It was so much more than just that for Yan though, his heart was racing as he looked at you, still struggling to believe how he had managed to find someone as supportive as you.
He took a moment to catch his breath before speaking up again, “you’ve always been so supportive of me, I wanted to repay that by asking you here tonight to see what you encourage me with.”
“You don’t me, you’re talented and motivated on your own.”
Yan’s head shook as he stood up from the sofa, extending his hand out for you to take. You happily took it from him, feeling his hands wrap around your waist as soon as you were close enough to him and on your feet.
Your eyes blinked several times as you looked up, surprised by how close you suddenly were to Yan. You tried your best to stay composed as he continued to look down at you, although the two of you had years of friendship behind you, something about the look in Yan’s eyes just felt different for you, something that you couldn’t describe.
“You’re my favourite person in the world,” he suddenly informed you, followed up by a shy giggle. “I know you think that I can do all of this and stand up on my own two feet, but truthfully, I can’t Y/N, I’m here because of you.”
“I just support you like any other friend would.”
“No, you don’t,” he quickly corrected you, “you make me smile, you cheer me up, no one makes me laugh like you do. Around you I can just be me, that’s something that I hardly get to do anymore.”
Your eyes narrowed as you tried to figure out where exactly Yan was going with a sheepish smile on his face. He had never been so open with you before, usually the two of you found yourselves laughing before either of you could be open with your feelings.
“Seeing you down in the crowd tonight just felt incredible, there were thousands there, but my eyes were only on you,” he then added, “I didn’t want to see anyone else but you.”
The more Yan spoke, the more you felt your heart race, beginning to piece things together. As he began to get a little overwhelmed, Yan fell silent, but made sure to keep his strong grip that was around your waist.
Your smile grew as you met his eyes once again, “just talk to me Yan.”
His head nodded gently, “you make it so difficult to talk to you, in all of our years of friendship, I’ve never wanted to just kiss you more than I do right now.”
A chuckle came from you as your hands rested against his chest, making Yan jump. He froze momentarily before looking down at where your hands were, making sure that he wasn’t dreaming.
“What’s stopping you?” You then asked him, “are you worried that that door is going to swing open, and the boys will walk in?”
“I’m worried that if I kiss you everything will change for us.”
“Would that be such a bad thing?” You enquired.
Rather than give you a response, Yan leant down and pressed his lips to yours. You instinctively lifted on your tiptoes as you kissed him back, gripping onto the material of his shirt to keep yourself steady before pulling away a few moments later.
“Do you think it would be such a bad thing?” He asked in response to your question, sensing that he already knew the answer.
As your head shook, Yan’s heart raced, struggling to believe what had happened, and how perfect it felt for the two of you to share a kiss too.
“Everything that you said to me, I promise that I feel the same way,” you whispered up to him, planting your feet back to the ground. “There’s no one else that compares to you, and I’ve tried my best to find someone too.”
“Some of those guys that I’ve seen you date have been idiots,” Yan chuckled in reply to you, “there were so many times when I wanted to tell you to just look at what was right in front of you, because I could treat you better.”
“I’m looking at you right now.”
“And I don’t want you to ever look away again,” Yan quickly encouraged, leaning down once again to press a kiss against the top of your head, “there really will be no one out there who can look after you like I can Y/N.”
After years of friendship, you’d always felt safe at Yan’s side, and that was something that you knew was never going to change too.
“How was that kiss for endings to a concert?”
“The best,” Yan smirked back at you, “all throughout that show I was thinking about kissing you, but I never imagined that it would feel as good as that did, I never want to stop being able to kiss you now.”
taking him shopping for clothing at the mall, even if neither of you would feel like going shopping but luckily for both of you, it would turn out better than you would initially think
all it would take is yanan trying on clothes and you would have a mini fashion with music and you'd probably end up getting embarrassed if someone would pass by and see you dancing outside the dressing room
then you would stop to get coffee or something and you would see a photo booth and you'd pull yanan towards it. once in the photo booth, you would both make a bunch of funny faces and for the last picture you'd go to kiss his cheek but he'd turn his head and it would be a real kiss.
the pictures would turn out so cute that you would both agree that they would need to be framed. so, you'd stop somewhere and get a little frame to put the photos in
after shopping for a good bit of the day, yanan would suggest a place for both of you to get something to eat but right at that moment, you'd get a text from jinho saying that they picked up the cake and yanan's favorite foods
so, the two of you would kind of rush home, and when you'd open the door, wooseok and hyunggu would come out of nowhere yelling happy birthday and yanan would be surprised for a minute before he'd start laughing
then you would all get some food and hyunggu would put on some music and then one song would come on and it would turn into a singing and dancing battle that would have everyone laughing
it would be so funny, especially when hui and hyunggu would go against each other and you'd look at yanan to see if he'd be enjoying himself, and the smile on his face would say it all
after that, you would all okay a game of pictionary or something and it would be just as chaotic when shinwon would complain that yanan's drawings were too good and they confused him as the reason why your team lost lol
you'd step away from the game to get more snacks or something and would find hongseok in the kitchen adding candles to yanan's birthday cake before the two of you would bring it out together
things would calm down a little when they'd all sing happy birthday but things would go back to being just as chaotic when you'd try to sneak a kiss with yanan
this would be a very special day for all of you, especially yanan. spending time with you and his second family would be something that he would always remember
contains: mentions of alcohol, masturbation, unprotected sex, thigh riding, fingering, oral (m receiving), dirty talk (slight) , size kink, spanking (slight), light bondage, yanan calls you sweetie during sex, y/n is head over heels to yanan, yanan being irresistible as hell
synopsis: it's your friend's wedding and you're invited as one of her bridesmaids. aside from witnessing them share their vows, there's another reason why you're excited for the wedding; seeing yanan and not just that, but yanan in a suit which had you go insane and ended up in your hotel room, disturbing the newlyweds next door with your noises ;)
word count: 4.6k words
a/n: this turns out much longer than i expected 😶 i actually expected this to be 3k+ words but i never thought it would be two times longer than my kino oneshot which is related to this. anyways, happy birthday to our shanghai prince yanan! 🥳
grammatical errors and mistakes ahead
nothing's stopping you now and your sudden boost of confidence due to the intense amount of alcohol intake you had as you strut your way towards the tall man that you've been eyeing for since you came to the venue of the wedding. all the flirting that you two shared along with alcohol brings you on the bed of your hotel room, whimpering, writhing, and moaning underneath him. but how did you exactly get there?
"i expect you to be there to be one of my bridesmaids y/n! and yanan is there~ hyunggu invited him." your friend said when she came to your house, handing you an invitation for her wedding which will take place a few months later. of course you can't say no to your friend because you, yourself are very glad that she and hyunggu are about to start a new chapter of their lives as a couple but there's also another reason aside from that. the moment his name rolled out from your friend's lips saying that he's coming as well, your smile got wider as you told her, "of course i will totally be there! can't wait to witness you two finally marrying each other!".
you and your friend talked for a while before she left to hand the rest of the invitation to the guests. as soon as she left, you leaned against the wall next to your door, letting out the breath that you didn't know you were holding ever since your friend mentioned his name. you hate to admit it but you are overly head over heels for yanan to the point that even if someone just simply mentions his name, this had your stomach swooping. the first time you met yanan was when your friend invited you to her birthday party in which he was invited as well. and the moment you saw him, you could dedicate to him a taylor swift song especially along the lines of 'he's so tall, and handsome as hell' because indeed it clearly describes yanan. but there is one thing that is the problem here; you don't know how to flirt at him. well it's not that you really have no capabilities when it comes to flirting since you already flirted with some other guys a lot of times before but it is because you think you may not handle it if ever yanan flirts back at you or heck, you can't even handle being close to him either. for you, it's like you're a kid from kindergarten that gets shy if their crush is nearby which is a total opposite of what you usually are if you're flirting. if he flirts back, you think you may melt on the spot. your friend knows how much you feel about yanan so as a helpful friend she is, there was once a time where she set you up with yanan for a double date along with her and hyunggu but then again, you can't handle getting close and flirting at him so you ditched your date which ends up yanan thirdwheeling the two. you already plotted a lot of plans for how many times already on how to flirt at him whenever you come across each other but the moment you get to see him, all of those plans are erased and it annoys you how all of your plans are failing all the time.
so there you are, slumped on your bed, face flat against it as you brainstorm on how to flirt at him at the wedding or even at the future gatherings regarding the wedding. you were thinking that you should start by small talks. yes, that's right. start with casual small talks then gradually escalate it into flirting- the usual plan that you have but always failed. you then came to think about what would happen at the wedding, completely forgetting about your plan on flirting him. seeing your friend finally in a wedding dress, you wearing a dress as one of the bridesmaids, and oh- yanan wearing a suit. yes. yanan in a suit. this thought made you squeal against the mattress. thinking about what he looks like wearing a suit, how this highlights his long legs, how his outfit would accentuate his hips, shoulders and his chest, and so much more thoughts that actually lead you to sinful ones. thoughts that include how you slowly unbutton his dress shirt while kissing him slowly, how you ride his thigh or his crotch while he's still in his pants, and how he would use the tie of his suit on you. you tried to shake those thoughts off of your mind but you ended up awake at night, fingers curled inside your dripping core as you moaned his name breathlessly until you came which is the same thing that you did the night before the big event since you were way too excited for seeing yanan in a suit. you concluded that it would make you lose your mind and would just give in right in front of him.
and so it is the wedding day. you're all dressed up in a light blue dress that you picked when you and your friend went shopping and chose what the bridesmaids would wear. while you're walking down the aisle, your eyes instantly laid onto yanan who's fully dressed up in his suit which almost made you lose your focus. you tried your best to maintain your composure while walking before you're finally seated on your assigned seat, letting out a breath that you've been holding during your march.
throughout the wedding, your focus was on the couple whom you are very proud of. but at the same time, you can't help but to steal glances at yanan who looked hella fine even though it's been almost an hour since the ceremony started. your eyes caught the way he casually fixed his outfit. even though it's just a casual action, your mind is going insane on the spot the moment you saw him fixing his sleeves and loosening his tie. your sinful thoughts started to creep into your mind so you mentally slapped yourself a couple of times, bringing your focus back to the wedding.
the wedding ended with the couple sealing their marriage with a kiss. the bride then ordered the ladies, including you, to gather right behind her before she tossed her bouquet backwards and with the power of all the mysterious forces and you reaching out for it, you caught the bouquet. the people in the venue clapped while you squealed. and as if it's by instinct, you even have a might to stare at yanan, giving him a knowing look which made his friends seated next to him nudged him and your friend laughing lightly at your antics. you were able to catch the way yanan lifted the corner of his lips to a smirk which instantly made your insides flip. your thoughts start to wander on what his reaction meant but you weren't able to pin it.
it was already the reception. some of the guests, including you, gave their messages and best wishes for the newlyweds. it's now yanan who's going to give his message to the couple so you took the time to mesmerize his irresistible features from the moment he stood up from his seat and walked his way towards the platform, like it's his runway, and until he started to speak on the mic. at the same time, you try to refrain yourself from getting so whipped for him as you occasionally take a sip from your tequila while you're chilling at the bar. this doesn't help you either because after yanan is done with his little message and returned to his seat, you were able to catch his gaze on you which made you chug your drink in one gulp, forgetting the burning feeling of the alcohol against the back of your throat. you ended up distracting yourself from your thoughts with the help of alcohol but distracting had no effect on you anymore, instead you're now drunk. your need to get closer and feel him grows even more, desire burning you like you'll turn into ashes anytime. this is the effect that you have because of the man that hasn't even touched you yet and nothing is stopping you now. this is total contrast to what you may do if you're not drunk.
you approached him by the table where he's seated alone, slithering your fingers on his shoulder as you sit next to him.
"hey there yanan" you called him almost seductively while your fingers are tracing the fabric of his suit on his shoulder.
"oh hi y/n" he spoke before he took a sip from his drink. the way how your name slips off from his lips sends chills to your spine and made your insides flip. "you look great tonight." he added.
"so do you." you said as your fingers run down to his collar, occasionally leaving featherlight touches on the skin of his neck. "you look good in a suit- it makes me question my sanity, mister." you leaned in to whisper right on his ear which made him chuckle darkly, causing you to instantly cross your legs tighter.
however, yanan would like to test the waters first to see if you're someone who's really into him. considering he's been flirted by a lot of different people already, he's already encountered different tactics of flirting and most them are just for fun or just for the benefit of themselves. the ones that he encountered started at a small talk then escalates it to flirting him completely and others started by pretending to accidentally bump him or made a small physical contact with him and none of those cliché ones impressed him. but the thing that you're doing is totally different from what he used to; yours is way too straightforward which is what he likes. he was hesitant at first since he knows that you're drunk because of the smell of alcohol coming from you but what makes him think that you're really into him is those lingering gazes that you never knew he noticed, plus the one that you gave to him when you caught the bouquet earlier.
"question your sanity? is that why you were looking at me like that earlier when you caught the bouquet?" yanan asked, planting one of his elbows on the table while his other hand was on his hips. a sign that he became interested on how this thing will go.
"nope." you answered instantly, playing with the glass that you're holding before you paused and looked at him. "not just questioning it but losing it as well. i already lost my sanity on you before this wedding was planned, mister."
"oh really? mind if you tell me when and how it started?" he propped his chin on his palm, showing that he became much more interested on what else you can do.
"you're so damn irresistible, baby. from the moment y/f/n introduced you to me, you had this kind of effect on me and you got no idea what it is." your hands starts to fiddle with his tie and a part of you wants to tug it and pull him closer to you, as if this close proximity that you two are having is not enough for you.
"show me then." and with what yanan said made you pull him by his tie before you leaned closer to his ear.
"room 406. come over after the reception." you whispered, lips brushing against his ear as you did then pulled away before you walts your way from him to head to your hotel room.
thankful yanan is since the reception ended a few minutes after you left the area. he left the venue shortly after he bid his congratulations to the couple, taking the elevator on the way to your room.
on the other hand, you were in your room, dancing all by yourself while vibing through body party by ciara that was playing on your phone. you were then disrupted by a knock on the door which is followed by a voice saying that it is room service. despite how much the man by the door tried his best to somewhat change his voice, you're able to identify who the man is which made a smile crept up to your lips as you went to open the door.
"hey there handsome." you greeted as you leaned by the doorframe, hair a bit messy from all the dancing you did in your room earlier.
"hey there sweetface." he greeted back after a chuckle. "do you want any of my services madame?"
"ah- yes." you slowly raked your hand up to his chest then gripped his tie. "you." then you said with a growl before pulling yanan by his tie, kissing him hungrily while pulling him inside of your room. one of his hands dropped to your waist while the other is reaching out for the doorknob, locking it up as he kisses you back.
"you pulled me by my tie for twice already. do you really love my tie that much?" he said against your lips after he pulled away shortly.
"yeah" you said, almost breathlessly. "and i would love to know how you are going to use your tie on me, mister." and with that, yanan crashed his lips onto yours- tilting his head to the side as he deepens the kiss. you kissed him back in the same manner with his as if you're starving and that's what you needed in order to survive. he then lowers himself, kissing and nibbling the exposed skin of your neck, jaw, and shoulders as he unzips your dress. he lets your dress fall down to the floor before he guides the both of you to your bed, hands roaming around your body as he does. you started to feel sparks igniting all over your senses with his touch and at the same time, you felt yourself getting wetter which caused you to rub your thighs together. this however, was noticed by yanan who immediately pries your legs open and settles his knee between them. you let out your first moan for tonight when you felt him rub his knee against your clothed core. the moment he heard you moan, he had an idea popped up in his mind. yanan lifts you up, hand at the small of your back as he guides you on his lap while he sits up on the edge of the bed.
"mind if you ride my thigh sweetie?" he asked, hands are already on your waist.
"absolutely." then you wrapped your arms around his shoulders before you start to rock your hips, grinding against his thigh which had you throwing your head back and lets out a couple of moans. yanan grabbed the opportunity to suck the skin of your neck, leaving some bluish to purple marks. his name rolled out from your lips as you moaned sweetly and he grunts lightly as he felt his pants gets tighter in each noise that you make. he flexes his thigh occasionally that caused you to pick up your pace, whimpering helplessly. your wetness seeps even more from your panties and you were able to see how your wetness stained his pants.
"is this how you want me so bad?" yanan asked, grunting once again when your thigh occasionally brushed against the tent forming on his pants. "had you so fucking wet with just my thigh only."
"not just that yanan." you said with a slight growl stitched to your voice before you get off from his thigh and lower yourself, kneeling in front of the bed where he's seated. you palm him through his pants before unzipping them which earned a moan from him. the noises he makes had you clenching over nothing, getting impatient for the need to have him buried deep inside you. but you still have something in mind so after you unzipped his pants, you pulled them down along with his boxers, letting his cock spring free right before your eyes that had yanan hissing.
his cock is in the perfect size, you say. thick and long enough that you think will bring you straight to heaven the moment it stretches your tight muscles. his precum glistening at his pinkish tip that had you chewing on your bottom lip before you start to lick them off of him, tasting his sweet precum. yanan braced his palms on the mattress, throwing his head back as he moaned. you gave his tip a few kitten licks before taking them whole, sucking and twirling your tongue around his tip while your hand is now wrapped around the shaft, jerking him.
"oh fuck- it feels so fucking good." yanan moaned, biting onto his bottom lip as he tries to not buck his hips and fuck your mouth.
as you continue to jerk the rest of his cock with your hand, you feel your drool dripping through his shaft. you spread them even more as you jerk him, slicking him up before you decided to take him whole. you feel yanan almost bucked his hips to your mouth as he lets out a rather loud moan. you bob your head up and down, hollowing your cheeks to somewhat fit him into your mouth but his tip is already hitting the back of your throat.
yanan on the other hand had enough of restraining himself from fucking your mouth so one of his hands found your hair and gripped them for a makeshift ponytail before he pulls you away and pushes you back in, a choked out moan escaping his lips. he starts to buck his hips to yours, fucking your mouth completely. you were whimpering at the back of your throat whenever you hear his moans that had your pussy clenching over nothing and soaking wet even more. yanan's moans gets louder as he speeds up, you almost consider them as a music to your ears the noises he makes. yanan feels the same way too but in his case, each noise that you create sends vibrations to his cock that causes it to twitch, continuing to do so until he came and shoots his load into your throat. you did not waste each drop of his cum and swallows them, licking your lips afterwards before you sit back on his lap and kissed him. yanan moaned between kisses as he got a taste of himself while you start to take off his coat, loosen his tie and unbutton his dress shirt. he placed you back on the bed, hovering above you while you took the chance to roam your hands around his torso. he pulls away from the kiss, removing his tie and his shirt completely.
"you said you love to know how i am gonna use my tie on you, right?" he asked then you nod as you looked at his orbs, full of lust. yanan grabbed both of your wrist and ties them together before tying them onto one of the posts of the headboard of the bed. "here we go." he said as he finished tying then pulled away, kneeling on the bed as he admires how you're tied on the bed. "perfect." he said with a growl, corner of his lips lifting up to a smirk.
you're squirming against the mattress as you felt his gaze on you that is like he's a predator, ready to devour his prey anytime. he leans in for a searing kiss before he trails down to your chest, planting wet kisses before he latches his mouth onto one of your nipples and sucks them while he plays with the other nipple by pinching and flicking it. a loud moan along with his name bursting off of your lungs as you fist your hands over nothing, desperate to have your hands around him while he makes you feel good. while continuing his ministrations, he sneaks his other hand down between to your inner thighs and rubs them teasingly.
"f-fuck yanan stop teasing- i've been holding on for too long to not to be teased like this." you whined, lifting your lower half in hopes of having contact with his hand to your clothed core.
he chuckled darkly before he brings his hand close to your heat, running his fingers through the prominent slit on your panties.
"so damn wet for me." he says with a hint of amusement to his tone. "imagine how my cock would slip easily in and out of you just because of how wet you are."
"just fuck me already yanan!" you scolded him with a whine.
"no sweetie, i need to prep you first. do you think you could handle this cock that i got with how small you are?" you got speechless with his words and with that, yanan discarded your panties off of you and shoved two of his fingers to your heat. you arched your back against the mattress, moaning so loudly as he stretches and scissors you with his fingers. after a couple of thrusts, he added another digit and continues to finger you as he plays with your breasts, sucking and pinching them with his other hand.
"y-yanan" you moan his name sweetly, letting out a couple of moans that echoes all over the room. with the noises that you make, he snaps his wrist faster- picking up the pace. he brings his thumb on your clit, rubbing them as he fingers you. a soft grunt leaving his throat every time he feels you clenching around his fingers.
meanwhile, you're a mess- whining and whimpering underneath him which gets louder as you feel yourself getting closer to your peak. your knuckles turn white as you circle your fist tight since you're holding onto nothing, moaning his name like a mantra.
"oh fuck- y-yanan i'm gonna-" you were cut off when you part your lips, screaming silently as you came on his fingers. yanan brings his fingers to his lips, licking and sucking your juices but he made sure he left some for you. chest heaving as you catch your breath, you look at yanan with full of lust as you watch the sight before your eyes. he pries your lips open with his fingers then shoved them in. you groaned around his fingers as you got a taste of yourself and sucked his fingers clean.
"you use your mouth so well on me sweetie." yanan cooed, caressing your cheek with his thumb. "now-" he flips you flat on your stomach then lifts your lower half. "let's see how good your pussy is." then he plunges his member into your heat, groaning at how your tight walls are hugging him. he went in inch by inch before bottoming out, letting you adjust. you took the time to adjust and stabilize your breathing before you told him to move as soon as you deemed that you're ready.
he slowly pulls out until the tip which had you hissing before he slams back in rather hard and you could somewhat feel the bed move and its headrest hit the wall lightly at the force that yanan applied. he starts to thrust at a moderate pace, holding your waist tight as he do so. both of your moans that blend well together echoes the room. a moan of your name slips off from yanan's lips which had you clenching around him then you yelped as you felt a stinging sensation against your ass when his palm made contact with it. he continues to fuck you while slapping your ass, timing it with his thrust which had you moaning his name breathlessly.
"oh fucking god- y/n" slap. "despite on how little you are, you take me so well. do i make you feel so good, am i right?" another slap. "do i hit your sweet spot?" another slap. "is this what you wanted for a long time huh y/n?" and another slap.
"fuck yes! yes yanan!" you managed to answer, nodding frantically as you did. despite on how deep he is buried inside you, you're still desperate for more. but you cannot do anything since your hands are tied and it tightened even more when he flipped you earlier. so you start to grind your ass against his, timing it with his thrusts as well. yanan, however, sensed your need so he went to pick up his pace without a warning but you anticipated it anyways.
"oh y-yanan! oh fuck-" both of your moans that are getting louder each second accompanied by skin slapping noises, dominates the room. you two are immersed with the pleasure that spreads throughout your entire senses to the point that the two of you completely ignore the banging on the wall which is followed by a voice coming from the newlyweds next door, complaining about your noises.
"look at you- so little but able to take my cock so well, willing to get ruined by it." yanan chuckled darkly before he sneaks a hand down between your thighs and starts to play with your clit. the moment he's done it had you throwing your back and closed your eyes shut, mouth hung open for a loud and long moan due to the immense amount of pleasure given to you.
you feel yourself approaching your second orgasm and your thighs are now shaking, moaning and whimpering helplessly. yanan lets out lewd noises as well each time your walls are clenching around his cock.
"you close sweetie?" yanan asked almost breathlessly and you answered with a nod. soon after, his thrusts are getting sloppy, feeling his high approaching as well but he's able to fuck you harder to bring you closer to the edge. you part your lips for a loud and high pitched moan as you finally came, coating yanan's dick with your juices. yanan pulls out of you as well after a few thrusts, flipping you back and made you open your lips with his cock and shoved it inside before he starts to fuck your mouth for the second time tonight. your noises are now muffled but it sends vibrations to his member which makes his noises increase in volume. he quickened his pace and you were able to feel around your mouth how his cock is twitching. he came right after, a choked moan leaving his lips. you swallowed and sucked each drop of his cum, but some are leaking out from the corner of your lips. he stilled for a second before he pulls out, bringing his thumb to the corner of your lips to shove those cum back into your mouth. after you have them swallowed, he cups your cheeks and dives in for a kiss which is slow and sensual. he reaches out to your restraints, setting your hands free and he soothes the skin of your wrists in the midst of your kiss. he pulls away, licking his lips and stares at you briefly before he lays down next to you, catching his breath.
you two remained there, catching your breaths for a few moments. yanan was about to speak something as soon as he felt his breathing was stable but he's disturbed by a knock on the wall.
"are you guys done now? we are going to sleep now okay?" it was hyunggu, one of the newlyweds.
both of you bursted out laughing upon knowing that they heard all of your noises from earlier's activities.
"we were loud." you said, chuckling lightly.
"you were very loud." yanan replied, booping the tip of your nose before he pecks it. "and you're very irresistible as well sweetie."
order 024, anon: large banana milk tea with grass jelly and pudding
word count: 1k+
summary: college!Yanan and y/n share the same elective class and have to work on the same assignment despite 'hating' each other
[a/n] do you ever just stop and think about how pretty Yanan is cause i just did that and now i feel faint,, he's so pretty that i'm light-headed and dizzy wowee
"Yanan. Yanan is your partner. did you not hear me?" the ta says as you blink back at them in response.
they sigh and run their fingers through their hair, and you finally snap back to reality.
"Yanan... right," you say, looking down.
"yes, Yanan. i think i lost you there for a second, [y/n], but i'm glad you're back with us. Yanan is absent today, so i'd recommend contacting him somehow before next week's tutorial, because this assignment is due soon."
great.
you: hi Yanan, this is [y/n] from that elective class we both have. we've been partnered up for assignment 2, wanna meet up sometime?
when days pass without a reply and the weekend comes, you get angry and decide to call him.
"hello?" a sleepy voice responds.
"yes, hello Yanan. good-damn-morning! it's 3pm!" you snap.
you can hear him move his phone away from his ear to check who's calling him.
"[y/n]? what's up, why are you calling me?"
"cause you're not answering your messages and we have a group assignment due in two weeks!"
"just let me know what i have to do and i'll get it done," he says.
"that's not how this works, you idiot. this is a theatre class and both of us need to be involved."
Yanan sighs.
an hour later, you're sitting across from him at a local café, angrily sipping your drink as he rubs his eyes and yawns.
"so what's the assignment?" Yanan asks.
"why didn't you check before coming?" you ask.
"did you?" Yanan retorts.
when you're silent, Yanan raises his eyebrows at you.
"okay! you've got me there! but i was there for tutorial and heard the ta explain it, at least," you say.
"okay, know-it-all," Yanan says, sticking his tongue out at you.
"anyways... we need to come up with a two person, one scene, one act play," you explain.
Yanan nods along.
"yeah okay sounds terrible, i am not doing this with you," he says, snorting.
"you can be the one to childishly beg to our ta for new partners, then," you say.
Yanan rolls his eyes, sighs, and leans back in his seat.
"you write the script and we can meet in two days to go over it?" Yanan suggests.
"me? Write it? Alone?"
Yanan nods.
"you're the good writer here, so i trust your judgement."
you can't tell if he's trying to push all the workload onto you or if he genuinely is complimenting you.
"i'll pay for the coffee in return. see you in two days," Yanan says before standing up to leave.
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two days later, just as Yanan said, you find yourself sitting across from him on the ground in your cramped dorm room. his eyes scan the script you handed him just moments ago, and you feel nervous waiting for his reaction.
you want him to like it... why? why do you care so much about this boy whom you also hate so much? well, hate is an exaggeration, but...
you've always just had beef with Yanan for... not really any reason. he was cold to you when you first met him, ignoring you and being rude, teasing you and sometimes hurting your feelings with his jokes that went too far... so you're not fond of him.
Yanan has just always naturally felt the need to act that way around you, and he's not sure why. you're easy and fun to tease, and he likes seeing your reaction. it isn't fun for you, though, of course.
so, you wrote a script to get back at him for everything.
"so... i'm playing a dumb, clueness nerd and you're playing the smart popular person who is nice to me and helps me come out of my shell?" Yanan asks, pushing up his glasses.
"yes. i'm the hero of this story."
"of course you are. your ego is huge."
you sigh and push Yanan, telling him to stop fooling around and start reading the script aloud, already.
"okay, here i go," he says, clearing his throat.
he opens up one of your books that are laying around and acts like he's reading it. you nudge him, just like the script tells you to, and he looks up.
"not another person here to make fun of me for reading," Yanan mumbles with a pout.
you throw him a smile and pretend to lean in to see what he's reading. Yanan catches a whiff of your sweet scent and... why is the world spinning for him suddenly?
"ah, this book? i've read it before, it's so good!" you say.
"you... have read this?" Yanan asks.
you nod and pat Yanan's head. his scalp tingles at your touch.
"i know the class makes fun of you for reading, but don't listen to them. they're just picking on you because you're so pure and innocent. if anyone hurts you again, just come stand by my side, okay?" you say, grabbing his hand.
his heart skips a beat. or two. maybe three.
you let out a deep breath suddenly, letting go of his hand.
"damn, that was pretty good for a first run-through!" you say, smiling at Yanan and finally feeling like the two of you could get close.
"uh, yeah, but... i don't think i can do this anymore," Yanan mutters before standing up and leaving your dorm.
confused, you try to chase after him, to no avail. the hallways are empty and there's no sight of the tall, eye-candy (according to everyone) boy. you call and text him, but there's no reply.
he keeps up the silent treatment for days.
you get so worried that you try to find his dorm, and when you do, he won't open up no matter how much you knock and yell for him. it reaches a point where you get kicked out for being so loud in front of his dorm room.
you tell yourself you're only this worried because if he doesn't stop this then you'll fail your theatre assignment, but you're starting to feel like it's something else. is he eating well? is he sleeping? has he gone out for air? your mind thinks of questions like these and you can't focus on anything.
the day comes for you to present your theatre assignment, and Yanan isn't there. your heart hammers in your chest as one by one your classmates present and Yanan still hasn't showed up.
"[y/n] and Yanan?" your ta calls out.
you stand up, wondering how to tell your ta that Yanan isn't here, until someone calls out to you from the doorway of your classroom.
"[y/n]!" Yanan calls out, running towards you with a smile.
"Yanan?"
"let's present, and i'll explain later. i have everything memorized, so let's do this," he says, walking to the front.
you nervously trail along behind him, taking a few deep breaths before you start. it's just like that day in your dorm room, [y/n]...
applause.
you don't even know how you finished your presentation, but the applause snaps you out of your daze. hand in hand, you and Yanan bow before the class as the ta tells you that you'll receive your grade a week later.
after class, Yanan pulls you aside to have a word.
"[y/n], i'm sorry..." he starts.
"yeah, you better be! do you know how worried i was?" you say.
"you were... worried?" he asks, smirking slightly.
"uh-"
"but seriously, [y/n], i'm sorry. i was too preoccupied with myself and my own thoughts and i'm sorry about that... but i think i know now."
"you know?"
"that i like you," he says suddenly.
you look around and sigh in relief when no one's around.
"Yanan! you can't just say that."
"why? what's wrong with it? i like you, [y/n]," he says, even louder.
you lightly slap his shoulder and he giggles.
"but... why... do you like me all of a sudden?" you ask, and Yanan shakes his head.
"it's not sudden. i've always liked you," he says.
when you give him a confused expression, he smiles.
"i know.. i've treated you terribly. i think i was... kind of embarrassed of the way i felt and covered it up by teasing you, and i'm sorry about that," he explains.
"Yanan... how are you so honest?" you ask.
"because i reflected for 2 weeks about what to say to you?"
you laugh and Yanan laughs along, grateful for the release of tension.
"i... don't know what my answer is right now," you say, despite the fact that you feel like you're on cloud 9 and you're buzzing with energy.
Yanan nods, shifting in his spot.
"i'll wait for your for as long as you need. in the meantime... wanna go to a café with me or something? so i can make it up to you?"
"i doubt that'll be enough, but i'll gladly take you up on the offer," you say, following Yanan down the hallway.
Summary: Yanan is starting feel left out and it’s kind of making him regret getting you a kitten to love instead of him. He’ll get his attention soon enough though.
Warnings: Scratches and biting (from a kitten), that’s it I think.
Word Count: 441
Yanan almost always gave in to whatever you wanted, his heart not willing to say no to you, even if you didn’t actually ask for whatever it was. This time he’d noticed how you seemed to be in love with kittens, constantly looking at photos and videos, but never asked to get one. So he took it upon himself to get one and surprise you with it. The pure joy on your face made his day, well until he realized all your focus was on the kitten for the rest of the day.
“Look how cute Boo is being Yanan, she’s just a little sweetheart!” You gush over the little kitten as it rolled around in your lap to get comfortable. Yanan’s cheeks puffing out as he gives a little pout, he didn’t need all of your attention constantly, but you’d barely so much as looked at him since he walked in with the little kitten.
You pet over the kitten’s stomach, one second it’s purring and the next you feel tiny razor-sharp claws grabbing at your hand while Boo bites down on your finger. Yanan jumps when he suddenly hears your pained sound before watching Boo run off and climb into the little basket you had made her bed. He gives a small sigh helping you up and leading you to the bathroom to clean up the scratches.
“Does it hurt?” Yanan questions as he puts ointment on your freshly cleaned wounds.
“Yeah.” You subconsciously pout as you watch him work with the first aid supplies to help you out. Sure you could have done it on your own, but Yanan had already started to take care of it, and trying to bandage stuff with one hand is somewhat annoying.
“Good...maybe now you’ll share your attention with me.” Yanan’s sentence makes you look up at his face confused for a moment before breaking out into giggles.
“Yananie, are you jealous of a little kitten?” You tease him a little, watching as his cheeks start to turn pink when you call him out like that.
“Well, maybe just a little bit...I mean I love seeing you this happy and I’m glad we have Boo...but I felt a little bit ignored.” Yanan admits quietly, looking you in the eyes again when he feels your hand on his cheek.
“Well we’ll let Boo settle for a bit while you get my attention, and when she’s ready to be around us again we can play with her together that way you don’t get left out.” You offer, loving to return some of the happiness Yanan brought you today by giving him some attention now.
→ A/n: This story was just so sweet to write, our hearts are beating fast for Yanan 🥺 Thank you so much for requesting this, we hope you like our story 💕
There are days that your job is everything you've ever asked for, but there are also days where you just wanted to go home and not get out of bed for the next 36 hours. Unfortunately, today was one of the latter.
Having to deal with people is always stressful to you, especially when they are rude to you for things that are out of your control, and that just drained your energy for the rest of the day.
Yanan was already at your apartment when you arrived, waiting for you with your favorite food and a bright smile.
"I thought you could use some comfort food today" he said, shrugging shyly.
"Thank God I gave you my spare key" you hugged him dramatically.
As usual, you had texted him all day, complaining about everything that happened, but you certainly didn't expect for him.to do this for you. Nevertheless, your mood already improved a million percent.
"I also added a few rom-coms to your Netflix list so we can watch while eating the ice cream I bought for dessert." He wiggled his eyebrows, making you laugh softly.
"Seriously, I don't deserve you" you kissed his cheek with an exaggerated noise.
Yanan is undoubtedly great at making you forget any problems you are having, so by the end of dinner, you were already having so much fun that you didn't even remember what you were upset about.
You watched the movie in bed, sitting under cozy blankets and stuffing your mouth with big chunks of chocolate ice cream.
"Life could be this easy, you know?" You whined, leaning your head on his shoulders.
"Like what? A romantic comedy?" He laughed at your drama.
"I mean it!" You slapped his arm lightly "she gets a nice job and a nice boyfriend! Is it so bad that I want that?" You pouted.
"Well, you do love your job, today was just a bad day." He caressed your head softly,
"I know" you sat up straight "what about a boyfriend, though? No guys want anything to do with me"
"Ah, that's easy" he paused and looked deep into your eyes "you already have me"
You stared at him completely panicked, your cheeks probably burning red.
Yanan has been your best friend for years already, and it's not news to you that you have feelings for him. For quite a while, actually, you noticed that you get a different kind of nervousness next to him. The jealousy you felt when he dated someone was not the friend-jealous type, and you definitely felt attracted to him.
So when he said that you didn't need a boyfriend, you were afraid he somehow found out about your feelings for him.
"What do you mean?" You laughed nervously
"Think about it" he smiled charmingly, the way you knew he did when he was trying to convince someone of something. "We are great together, aren't we?"
"I guess?" You furrowed your eyebrows, not really getting his point.
"We have known each other forever. You know me better than anyone, and I do you. I know everything you love and hate, and I can spoil you better than anyone. Besides, we are basically a couple, aren't we? Look at us!."
You felt so nervous that your heart felt like it might jump off of your throat
"Yeah, but-" you tried to say something, but he continued
"We are always together, and honestly when I have an awful day, all I wanna do is call you for comfort. Not to mention how we are always in sync!".
Yanan watched you with a soft smile while your mouth hung open and your chest heaved. It wasn't possible that he said all those things without knowing about your feelings but yet, there was no way he could know. If he spoke all of that, it meant that he felt that way and you felt a warm fuzzy feeling in your chest, your stomach doing flips of nervousness.
"I agree", you smiled at him, only to see his eyes lit up and his smile widened. "But about when you find a girl? I'll be alone with my romcoms and ice cream", you laughed at your own awful state.
"No", Yanan suddenly got serious and sat straight, hand moving your hair from your face. "I don't think that'll happen".
"Ha. As if", you moved until you felt Yanan's shoulder behind your back, his arm immediately holding your shoulder, all subconsciously. "You're an incredibly nice guy, charming and funny, and so handsome. In no time a girl will steal your heart".
"Actually, that already happened", he answered, still facing you.
Your face fell. You were already staring ahead and were thankful for that. Of course, he'd be in love with someone already. Everything he just spoke was all about your amazing friendship and you were the one delusional.
"But", Yanan made sure you looked at him. "I just told you that when I find the girl for me, you wouldn't be alone with your movies and ice cream".
"That's because you're too nice-", you barely had time to finish when he cut you off.
"That's because the girl is you".
"Wait, what?" You blinked a couple of times
"Geez, you're so dense." He laughed fondly. "But yeah, all I was trying to say is that I have feelings for you. More than friendship feelings. And I think I got to a point where I can't just stand next to you and not say anything about it."
He suddenly looked shy, but so precious that you just wanted to grab him and kiss him.
"I have been trying to come up with a way to tell you that I fell in love with you for ages, I guess now would be a good time to confess?" You chuckled
"I guess, yeah" he laughed shyly "why didn't you say something before?"
"Our friendship is the most important thing in my life, and I didn't want to risk losing that. I didn't want to risk losing you."
"You would never lose me, y/n" his free hand held yours gently
"And what does this mean for us?" You asked, suddenly feeling timid whilst his presence filled the whole room with his confidence
"Now I have to ask officially." He released his embrace on you, getting up and gently pulling you to stand in front of him. He looked into your eyes and opened the most charming smile. "Y/n, we've always been best friends, and for a while, I thought I was the luckiest man alive for that. But over the years you taught me that I can not predict anything when it comes to you. You're always changing and you make me change with you. You make me a better person every day and now I'm only missing one thing to actually be the luckiest. Do you want to be my girlfriend?"
You couldn't find words since Yanan stole all of them from you. Your head was overflowing with emotions, and all you managed to answer was a nod, and the next thing you knew, Yanan's lips found yours.
His tender embrace on you made every muscle on your body relax and you gave yourself completely to him. You never thought this day would come, but kissing him was better than anything you've ever fantasized about. You knew now that there was no going back, you would not be able to hold any of these feelings to yourself.
You pulled apart and he cupped your cheek, caressing your face with his thumb while you two smiled fondly at each other, giggling like two teenagers.
"If I had known that a bad day at work would be what it takes for us to date, I would have found a reason to have one way sooner" you joked.
"That sounds like something out of a rom-com, are you happy now?" He pushed you on the bed and started tickling you, making you squeal and squirm under him.
When he finally stopped, he soothed you with a shy peck to your lips.
You just couldn't stop smiling, and Yanan's face mirrored yours. You felt grateful and finally, you could admit to yourself out loud.
