the atmosphere of the cozy restaurant felt just right for a night out with hanbin. as you scanned the menu, you couldn’t help but notice the way he looked at you. those warm, deep eyes full of affection. “what?” you glanced up, your brows raising. your nonchalance was a feeble attempt to mask the fluster rising in your cheeks.
hanbin shook his head and offered you a smile. “you look really cute when you’re trying to decide what to eat.” the sincerity in his voice made your heart skip a beat.
you rolled your eyes, trying to play it cool, but a smile tugged at the corner of your lips. “thanks, i guess?” apart from academic endeavors, your loser also never fails to captivate you.
as your dishes arrived, you took the opportunity to lean closer, resting your elbow on the table, and casually brushed your hand against his thigh. hanbin’s eyes widened in surprise, a mix of amusement and anxiety flickering across his face. “do you know how hard it is to concentrate on eating?” you teased, your fingers inching closer to his waistband. “maybe i should help you out.”
hanbin let out a nervous chuckle and darted glances around the busy pub, panic in his eyes as he took in the couple at the next table with their playful banter and the group of friends laughing loudly nearby. “come on, baby, not here,” he replied, his voice low. his face was a delightful shade of pink, and you couldn’t help but fancy the effect you had on him.
“but it’s so tempting,” you continued, playfully biting your lip. “what if i just… i don’t know, gave you a little handjob right here… right now?” you drew your hand back mockingly, pretending to consider your options. his eyes darted around the room. god, you were making him way too nervous!
your fingers once again moved closer to his thigh, brushing against the edge of his bulge, which had begun to respond to your touch. “binnie, just think about it—a little release to make this night more enjoyable, hmm?”
with a chuckle laced with embarrassment, he tried to redirect the conversation, but your excitement was still bubbling over. hanbin looked so cute trying to keep it together. “do you think anyone would notice?” you whispered to him, your fingers still grazing his bulge. you held his gaze, seeing his breath hitch slightly.
“please stop,” he said. “we’re in public.”
“i’m just giving you a little attention,” you retorted, reveling in the game you were playing. as much as the anxiety of getting caught was evident in him, you knew he was still turned on.
you retreated slightly, fingers still lingering on his thigh as the waiter approached you just then, disrupting your playful tension as he politely asked if you needed anything else. hanbin cleared his throat, managing to compose himself just in time to respond, “no, thank you.” you stifled a giggle, well aware that the waiter had no idea how much mischief was brewing beneath the table.
“can we at least wait until we’re not in here?” he pleaded, his hands running through his hair in that way he did when he was flustered. it was hard to take him seriously when he looked like this, all flustered and a little helpless.
“gosh, fine!” you said, feigning a sigh of resignation. “i’ll behave… for now.”
dinner rolled on, with you stealing glances at him every so often. hanbin was trying to focus on the conversation, but every time you caught his eye, you could sense him thinking about what you had said earlier.
one thing about your loser is he isn’t the best at hiding something, hence why you could tell he couldn’t wait for what was to come once you two were out of the restaurant.
hanbin had always felt self-conscious about his lack of experience, hence his reluctance to physical intimacy. he was always shy and reserved, a true nerd at heart. you assumed he must have had at least some experience in doing sexual stuff. but he explained that he had always been focused in his studies.
he wasn’t clueless about it at all, he was just inexperienced. how many times has he touched himself to the thought of you?
hanbin started fidgeting with his glasses, an indication that he was nervous and that he had something on his mind. after a few moments of silence, you rolled your eyes and said, “we don’t have to do it if you’re not comfortable, hanbin.” because as much as you wanted to seem unfazed by his behavior, you were still concerned about him.
he took a deep breath and looked into your eyes. “i’ve never done this before and i don’t want to disappoint you.” you could tell he was tense about the whole thing, too shy to make a move, afraid that you would judge or reject him.
you decided to be the one to initiate things and gently kissed his neck, causing him to let out a soft moan, his heart racing as you shifted forward and finally kissed his lips. it was like a switch had been flipped and his shyness disappeared in that moment. he slowly moved his lips along with yours, carefully, as if he was afraid of doing something wrong and make you stop.
the kisses turned into a heated make out session, with you seated on hanbin’s lap. you could feel his cock pressing against your cunt. you broke the kiss and looked at him, his face red as he seemed to be thinking carefully of what to do next. hanbin wanted you so bad. he wanted to touch you, to feel you. he wanted you to be his first so badly, but he was too shy that he didn’t know how to express it.
“do you trust me?”
he looked at you with complete honesty as anticipation built within him. “i trust you. i want nothing more than to please you. so please do whatever you need in the moment, if you have to pull me closer.. or push me away—“
“you talk a lot, loser.”
“sorry, i got carried—“ hanbin let out a soft gasp as your fingers glide over the buttons of his uniform, revealing more skin with each click. he once again bit his lip nervously, a silent encouragement for you to continue. he watched you take off his uniform and proceed to take off his pants as well.
by the time the last piece of his clothing hit the floor, he gulped nervously and mumbled, “should i undress you too?”
“you’re so polite, it turns me on.” you scoffed. “but yeah sure, if you’d like.”
he nodded. hanbin gently slid his fingers underneath the hem of your shirt and started pulling it up slowly. he audibly gulped at the sight of your breasts peeking out from the lace of your bra. he swallowed hard to keep his composure as he pulled your bra down, revealing more of your breasts with each passing second.
“you wanna feel them?” you asked.
he looked at you, fighting the urge to touch you and explore further.
“what? i need to know what you want, hanbin.”
he nodded eagerly, unable to resist you any longer. “i wanna touch you.”
that made you giggle. “see? it wasn’t that hard.”
he spent a few moments exploring your body; letting you feel the warmth of his palms on your breasts, trailing kisses down your neck, and tracing the curves of your body with his fingertips and lips. you both allowed yourselves to get lost in the sensation.
“i’ve been dying for this,” hanbin whispered into your ear as he positioned himself between your legs. he held onto your hips, steadying himself, eyes filled with desire. “tell me if it hurts.” he let out a shaky breath, fighting the urge to thrust into you right away.
“shut up, you’re the virgin one here— oh god!” you couldn’t help but moan when he entered you as he shuddered at the feeling of finally being inside you.
he groaned in relief and started moving slowly, every inch of him in you driving him wild. both of your bodies were shaking with each thrust.
“hngggh.. fuck— feels good.” he grew bolder in his movements, gradually picking up the pace, matching it with your breaths. your grip on his arms became tighter as he thrusted even faster, your breasts jiggling with every thrust.
hanbin thrusted harder, losing himself completely to his passion. you couldn’t do anything but moan under him as he moved in and out of you. “bin… please don’t stop… haaah…”
“fuck baby, fuck fuck fuck fuck— so close… so close baby..” he felt the intensity reaching its peak and thrusted harder and faster. he was panting heavily, eyes locked on yours.
you could see the sheer of satisfaction and happiness on hanbin’s face as he came on your stomach. he held you close as you both came down from your climax.
“how was it?” you asked, voice surprisingly soft and gentle.
he swallowed hard, feeling a wave of emotions. “it felt… great,” he said softly. “i never thought my first time would be with someone as amazing as you.” he continued, still panting.
hanbin had offered to clean you up before you could even scold him for cumming on you. but you were honestly thankful that he had pulled out even if you were on the pill. it just showed that he knew what to do during that moment, considering that you didn’t talk about contraceptives before doing the deed.
“thank you,” he said while you were laying together, voice thick with emotion.
you just smiled at him, finding the moment endearing that you didn’t want to ruin it by saying something mean. your loser deserves to be treated nicely and sweetly sometimes.
reader being the reason loser!hanbin got into cigarettes after sex ?? now he can’t help but think of fucking you while the band’s songs play in the background…
your loser!hanbin is close to my heart. im sobbing. i love him.
thank you! the loser!hanbin reactions are making me happy omg. i’ve been having loser!hanbin brainrot these days n i just need time to write them. let’s hope i’ll have the energy and motivation to make it a series 🤞🏻 (don’t worry bully!gyuvinists !!! lol)
loser!hanbin is puzzled and taken aback by your question. he pauses for a moment before replying, “uh, yeah i think so? i haven’t tried it… but i’ve heard people do it.”
you can’t help but laugh at his response. you think he’s so dumb!
his face flushes with embarrassment as he looks around to make sure no one else can hear your conversation. you had already made him say embarrassing things around other people multiple times, he can’t take another one.
“i don’t think we should be talking about sex here,” he says, trying to keep his voice low.
you can’t resist teasing him! and it has become somewhat of a hobby to you. you find immense joy in making and seeing him all shy and flustered. it’s like having the power to make the smartest, most intelligent guy in class turn into a blushing mess.
“you’ve never smoked a cigarette after having sex before?” you ask.
hanbin’s face falls and he looks down, clearly embarrassed and shy. “i mean, i’ve never had sex before so i wouldn’t know.” his response is so earnest and sincere.
“so, you’re a virgin?”
he doesn’t answer you, but you can feel his mind racing. why are you even asking him this? it’s not like there’s something wrong with being a virgin, right? not that he’s been waiting for the right person or anything. it just hasn’t happened yet.
you watch him nervously look around once again. “jeez, relax! i was talking about the band and not literal cigarettes after sex. you didn’t think i wanted to fuck, did you?”
he gets more embarrassed by his own misunderstanding, but a hint of relief can be seen on his face. “n-no! of course not. i wouldn’t think of you that way.” his last sentence is said so quickly and nervously that you can’t help but laugh at him again.
“you know, we can try it some other time.”
his face turns red and he looks away. he can’t make you stop talking about it, but the least you can do is lower down your voice! “we really shouldn’t be talking about it here.”
“or maybe just the sex part. so you won’t be a loser anymore. would you like that?”
bully!gyuvin fingering you and depriving you of his dick because you (unintentionally) made him jealous
your bully is definitely the jealous type. he sees you get close with another guy and he’s already fuming in jealousy!
acts like he doesn’t care? yes. doesn’t like seeing you with someone else? also yes. believes you whenever you remind him that guys only talk to you at school when it’s school related? absolutely not.
gyuvin has your legs spread apart, his fingers expertly stroking all the right spots. “if you want attention that badly, just fucking ask me,” he growls.
another wave of pleasure washes over you and you moan loudly, unable to contain it with how his fingers feel inside you. he is fingering you so fast, so fast that all you can do is moan and writhe under his touch. his other hand moves to your breasts, grazing them and making your nipples harden.
just as you are about to reach your peak, gyuvin stops, making you whine and cry as he pulls his fingers away. “no!!”
“not yet. you don’t deserve it.”
“gyubi……” you look at him and try to reach for his hand, trying to get him to push his fingers inside you once again.
gyuvin looks at you with a mischievous glint in his eyes. “you want more? want my dick?” you nod your head repeatedly. “you’ll have to earn it,” he whispers, voice dripping with dominance.
you heart races, more tears escape your eyes as you realize what he meant.
ricky always calling u pet names and giving u praises during sex 🥺 he’s very sweet and always treats u with care
he loves being the dominant one but is also afraid of hurting you during the deed. he always asks about what you like and don’t like, always asking if you’re comfortable with what you two are doing.
you’ve told each other not to shy away from trying new things in bed— trying out new positions, finding new ways to please each other, and getting more comfortable with each other.
you love when he calls you pet names. he knows exactly what to say to turn you on, to make you feel loved and desired.
you feel delicate when he calls you his princess, when he tells you that he’s going to take care of you. it makes you want to please him more when he calls you his good girl or when he tells you you’re doing a good job. he loves to praise you, and you love the way he makes you feel.
“you’re so beautiful,” ricky whispers in your ear as he thrusts into you. “so perfect.” feeling your cheeks flush, you couldn’t help but smile at his words.
“oh fuck— cum for me, angel,” he says as he pushes you both to the peak of your pleasure. ecstasy washes over you, his words echoing in your mind.
gyuvin was very mean and was a total asshole to you before. he had left you heartbroken and would become distant at times, making you wonder if you’ve done anything wrong for him to treat you like that. some moments would feel like there was something special between you two.
you thought him beating you up was more endurable. you wished he would just inflict pain on you physically, call you names and never say praises to you ever again. you wished you had the courage to turn him down whenever he texted you to come by. because what hurt the most were the mixed signals he would send, and it constantly became too unbearable for you to take, always leaving you in the cusp of desolation.
he had told you to come over like he always does when he’s annoyed or upset about something. because a good fuck can make gyuvin less agitated. and you being you, you always comply with him, always want to please him.
he was hastily thrusting into you from above, hands on both sides of your hips to support his rapid pace. he was spitting filth at you, calling you names after names. “you’re fucking made for this.” he hissed out, harshly slapping your cheek. “you’re really good for nothing, except for being fucked dumb and being used like this, huh?”
it’s not unusual for gyuvin to degrade you during sex. you’d always take it like the good girl that you are. but not this time. his words hurt. he was looking down at you in a belittling manner. you were hurt and frightened. everything feels awful.
you couldn’t help but let out a sob when you realized how much your boundaries had been crossed. or were there even boundaries in the first place? you realized you didn’t have a safe word to make it all stop. and so, you just cried louder and louder, until the loudness was enough for gyuvin to hold his tongue and stop moving.
“what the fuck?”
you were now lying on your side, hugging your knees as you cried. seeing your state, his gaze on you softened. he had never seen you like this. you sure were always crying during sex, but that’s usually because of pleasure and you never once made or even asked him to stop. only this time.
he reached out for your arms, “hey…” he had managed to make you sit and lean your body against him. he was caressing your back in hopes of calming you down. you were still crying.
“no more…” you whispered weakly. sobs could still be heard from you.
you thought about it all the time, but were always afraid of making things worse, of what he would say or do. you wanted to tell him how much it hurt, how much he was hurting you with every action he makes to belittle you. how you wanted him to touch you— not in a hurtful nor sexual way.
what will bully!gyuvin do if you finally stand up infront of him? like.. talk back to him without fear?
when you finally stand up to him, he just stares at you, occasionally poking his cheek with his tongue as you blabber about how badly he treats you and how much you’re tired of it.
he’s so sure of himself, he knows you’ll always be his good and dumb girl at the end of the day. his small sweet gestures and affectionate words are enough to make you weak in the knees in an instant.
“are you done?” he asks, eyes still fixed at you.
“w–were you even listening?”
gyuvin just shrugs, not wanting to prolong the subject. “i bought a new game. the one you’ve been wanting to play? it came yesterday. come with me.” he reaches for your hand.
confused about what’s happening, you let him lead you to his car. he even opens the door for you, which doubles your confusion.
as he’s fastening your seatbelt, a whispered “sorry” escapes from his lips. you look at him, still in a state of perplexity.
okay but imagine when another class mate tries to get all mean with reader and bully!gyuvin absolutely looses it ): he waits for them after class and ends up threatening the classmate if he catches them being mean to reader again
bully!gyuvin seeing you get picked on in class by another guy. he tries to ignore the situation as he keeps telling himself that he doesn’t care.
but when he hears you cry, he almost loses his shit and beat the fuck out of your classmate in front of the whole class. luckily, he’s able to refrain himself. so he just waits for your classmate after class, telling him that if he doesn’t leave you alone, he’ll make sure that he regrets it.
the next morning in class, you’re wondering why no one’s bothering and threatening you. you anxiously look at your classmate, and see him with a bruise on his lips :)
okay but imagine when another class mate tries to get all mean with reader and bully!gyuvin absolutely looses it ): he waits for them after class and ends up threatening the classmate if he catches them being mean to reader again
bully!gyuvin seeing you get picked on in class by another guy. he tries to ignore the situation as he keeps telling himself that he doesn’t care.
but when he hears you cry, he almost loses his shit and beat the fuck out of your classmate in front of the whole class. luckily, he’s able to refrain himself. so he just waits for your classmate after class, telling him that if he doesn’t leave you alone, he’ll make sure that he regrets it.
the next morning in class, you’re wondering why no one’s bothering and threatening you. you anxiously look at your classmate, and see him with a bruise on his lips :)
there is an intense rivalry between you, always trying to outdo each other in various areas of your lives. but this time, your competition takes an intimate turn. the tension between you is tense as you face each other, eyes locked with an unspoken conflict.
“first one to moan must do the other one a favor,” he proudly proposes.
“you’re gonna regret that.”
“we’ll see about that,” he retorts, eyes glinting with determination.
you start with a gentle touch, tracing your fingers along his jawline. you lean in, lips hovering over his. but before you can make a move, he turns your head
“not so fast,” he whispers, a sly smile on his face.
he runs his hands through your hair, pulling you closer to him. his touches become more aggressive as he explores every inch of your body.
determined to win, you push him onto the bed and waste no time to straddle him, hands roaming over his body. you trail kisses down his neck, making him let out a low groan. a sense of power washes over you as you feel him getting harder beneath you. you know you’re in control now, you know you’re close to victory.
but he’s not gonna let you win, especially without a fight. “is that all you’ve got?” he flips you over, his lips finding yours in a deep passionate kiss. his hands travel your body once again, trying to find the right spot to make you moan.
suddenly, his hands slip between your legs and find your clit. you can’t hold back anymore, a loud moan escaped your lips.
“fuck, we haven’t even started yet.” his eyes gleam with mischief. “looks like you owe me a favor, huh?”
“fuck you.” you glare at him, knowing that you have no choice.
a mischievous smile spreads across his face as an idea pops into his head. “actually, i don’t want to end this just yet. shall we continue without the favor? i wanna see how long i can make you moan.”
jiwoong, hanbin, ricky, jay, sunghoon, sunwoo, juyeon, seunghan, eunseok, lee know, bang chan, san, mingi
i love your bully!gyuvin content!!! do you plan on making more content on him ?
i wanna actually make bully!gyuvin a series and was testing the waters when i posted this drabble! there are bully!gyuvin asks in my inbox and i’d like to write them so yes! expect more bully!gyuvin content 😉
when bully!gyuvin asked you to tutor him which you happily agreed to…
“i can’t do this shit anymore. i’m done,” gyuvin ranted as he put his pen down. he leaned back on his chair and closed his eyes to “relax” from your “stupid” study session.
stopping what you were doing, you shifted your gaze to him. “you can finish this today, gyuv. maybe if you stop being…” you paused.
“hmm? being what?” he asked, already glaring at you.
“…lazy?”
you mentally hit your head, immediately regretting what you had just said.
gyuvin stood up, towering over you. “you know, i’ve noticed you’ve been a bitch to me all week. starting from when you ignored my messages for three fucking days and now you’re calling my ass lazy?”
from his tone and the look on his face, you could tell he felt offended.
“i’m just trying to help you, is all. i’m sorry, please don’t be mad… i shouldn’t have said that.” you could feel your tears welling up in your eyes as you spoke, afraid of what he would say to you.
one of the things you hate is upsetting gyuvin. you could never guess what he would do next when he gets upset— if he would just laugh it out, ignore you for the next few days or weeks, or worse, be meaner to you.
“can you not cry? you’re the one who basically insulted me.”
your hand reached up to wipe away the tears that had begun to trickle down your cheeks.
“come here.” already seated back on his chair, gyuvin patted his lap, signaling you to sit on it. you carefully sat down, not wanting to upset him more.
“explain this to me,” he pointed out at the item he was apparently stuck on.
you nodded, more eager to help. he suprisingly listened intently as you explain the concept in detail, all while his hand were roaming down your thigh. you thanked your fear of upsetting him for being able to stay focused.
the session ended up with him bending you over the desk and stuffing you full, praising you for being a good tutor while also reminding you not to be a bitch to him again :)
hanbin doesn’t like getting sexual in a place where anyone could see you both. he calls himself a man of dignity.
but you just look too hot swimming and splashing around the water. he can’t control the surge of desire he’s feeling. you can feel his eyes on you and can’t help but get turned on.
without a word, he swims over to you and pulls you into a deep kiss. the water suddenly feels warmer as he further presses his body against yours.
remembering where you are, you pull away and laugh softly, “your friends are just inside.”
“they’re busy,” he says before pulling you to the deeper end of the pool. you wrap your legs around him, his lips hungrily meeting yours once again. he grips your hips as he pulls you closer. you can feel his hard length pressing against your core which makes you moan into his mouth.
“i want you right here,” he whispers.
you nod, noting that you have to be quiet if you don’t want to get caught.
he enters you with a swift thrust. you press your head against his neck to stifle your moans as he moves in and out of you. the water sloshes around you with each thrust.
the thrill of potentially getting caught only adds to the pleasure you’re feeling. hanbin’s friends, on the other hand, are oblivious to what’s happening right in the pool. 🤭
