8thmember!reader sat down with enhypen for dinner at their dorm when the after food silence hits, after jokes and loud laughing; Heeseung breaks the silence, clearing his throat and sitting up, to announce he is planning to leave.
The silence was no longer comfortable.
8thmember!reader with tears welling up in her eyes and while everyone is talking and discussing, she stays silent looking down.
8thmember!reader starts to ignore Heeseung with the days passing, everyone can see it. But they get shut down by her.
8thmember!reader eats less, dinner is less normal with the members but she sits there silent. Pushing the food around her plate. Fork scraping. Static in her head. Heeseung staring at her intently.
8thmember!reader who says enhypen saved her. Her family. Her brothers. And she starts to forget as they havenât heard her voice in days.
8thmember!reader who one day is in the kitchen at 3am drinking water when footsteps emerge from behind her.
8thmember!reader who sees heeseung and just stares. And after the silence with the fridge humming and cars outside, he speaks.
âIm sorry-â
8thmember!reader who cuts him off, whispering, âyou idiotâ
8thmember!reader who walks towards him and punches his shoulder, âyou idiot, i hate youâ
Tears flood your vision and you stares at the ground. Heeseung stands still watching you. He knows you need this.
âyou IDIOT, I HATE YOU. DID YOU KNOW HOW MUCH YOU MEANT TO ME?â your words trail of into a whisper again, â i cant believe youâ
You begin to crouch to his feet sobbing and your hands holding onto his pants, gripping so tight as if you let go that this would all actually be real. Heeseung stands still above you staring straight foward as he begins to cry.
Tears running down his cheeks, he crouches down slowly to your fragile body, gently rubbing your back as if hes scared you will break.
Synopsis: Making music for your group is your passion. After producing, writing, singing and rapping for years, what happens if you run into a writers block? What happens if you run into a well-known producer in your time of need?
Pairing: Hybe Idol!Reader x idol!Woozi
Word count: 1.5k
Genre: smut, angst (not really sad though)
Warnings: virginity loss, clothed grinding, eating out, oral (f rec), studio sex
Your eyes have started to become weary and your limbs are slowly becoming weak. How long has it been? Itâs been 4 hours. For four hours you have been stuck at your desk with a piece of paper infront of you and a pen in your clammy hands. After years of writing masterpieces of lyrics for songs, why of all of sudden youre struggling to the point there are tears threatening to fall down your face and onto the empty paper?
Maybe, and just maybe, itâs because of the instrumental. Itâs very sensual and sexy, something new to you and your group. Leaning into your hands and tugging on your scalp, you let out a frustrated groan. What can you do? Maybe itâs not you whoâs the problem, but itâs your stomach. Youve always made sure you ate well, however itâs been 9 hours since you last ate and you wont lie when you say your stomach kinda hurts.
With all the strength in your body you prop yourself up of your chair grabbing your phone and keys. Leaving the studio you locked the door behind you and started to head down the Hybe hallway. Stumbling towards the elevator you reach out for the elevator button, just as you pressed it, in your peripheral you see an approaching figure. Although you have no intention of starting a conversation or seeing someone you know, you glance over to them.
Youâve never been âcloseâ to Seventeen but you would say you are friends, you and a few of your members started training after Seventeen did and as they were debuting you were still training. Over the years you become friends with a few of them, you and Hoshi were a fan favourite, for having similar dancing skills and always a bubbly energetic personality, you guys were always paired for dance TikToks, challenges and much more. But almost every time you met him, he would say you reminded him of his best friend, the reason being both of you being workaholics and great producers. Lee Jihoon, or the man in front of you.
He blankly looked you in the eyes, you met eyes with him and smiled, instead of smiling back his expression softened. He watched as you turned from smiling to confused. âWhats wrong?â You hesitated to ask since you havenât even greeted him yet, but you were eager to know.
With your head slowly tilting to the side,âYour eyes.â He said with a hint of worry behind his voice, pulling out his phone and opening the camera app, he faced it towards you. Blood shot eyes and veins through your eyelids, so as tired as you felt is as tired you look. âOh⌠uhm Iâve just been working for long.â His mouth gaped slightly as he began to speak, âOh yeah, Hoshi said you have a comeback thats coming up.â You nodded timidly, not much of a response but there nothing for you to say.
âDo you need any help?â You slightly chuckle to yourself at his query, still you think if you should let him support you or not. Scratching the back your head and looking down you can feel his eyes on you. âI⌠l donât know if you can.â His eyebrow softly raises, hesitant to question further, as the curiosity always gets the best of him, âI can come with you and take a look?â
âYeah i guess thats fine.â
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Taking a glimpse back at him while you hold a tight smile and unlock the studio. Entering slowly.
âSo, whats the problem?â He prompted as he turned and closed the door behind him.
Itâs almost midnight, so you figured theres no point of shy about this.
âThe songs supposed to be⌠well sexy, and I donât know how to write lyrics to a sexy song.â
Woozi didnt seem uncomfortable and he was trying to nonchalant about this, but the blush spread across his face said otherwise.
âI thought your group was cutesy type⌠how come you are doing a different concept?â Wooziâs words were slightly hesitant but he was acting bold.
âI know its something different but, management thought it would be better for usâ as you sat down on the couch behind your desk chair, you looked up at him.
âI guess writing sensual lyrics can be hard but i donât think it should be that hard. Whats the real problem?â He was really gone squeeze this out of you and you gonna let him.
âWell i donât have⌠experience.â What an embarrassing thing to say to your superior, and kind of an idol to you.
His eyes looked up at you, you couldnât read any emotion behind them. However, his glaze was marginally intimidating, made you feel insignificant, like prey. You felt your breath becoming heavier and your throat getting tight.
âTheres no way,â he scoffed, sitting beside you and leaning back, âI mean⌠you?â
You look at him in disbelief, you have just told him something so embarrassing and heâs mocking you, âWell i spend alot of time being an idol, i- I barely get any time to myself.â And you were stuttering with a pain in your chest, you felt humiliated. You knew you were quite old to be a virgin.
He starts to chuckle, interrupting your overwhelming thoughts, âNo, I meant because youâre just so beautiful,â he leaned forward and put his hand on yours, âSo many fans fight over you, and other male idols talk about you all the time. I just cant believe thatâŚâ he looked you in your eyes leaving his words hanging in the air. You looked so pretty to him in the dim light of the studio.
The gap between you and him closed as he leaned into your lips, the tension was finally cut. Youâve kissed before but nothing like this so without hesitation you let him lead you on his lips. Thighs pressing against each other. His head turned to the side as his hands climbed up your legs and onto your hips, pulling you closer to him. He pulled away, leaving you desperate for more.
âI just cant believe, no one has touched you like this.â
âYouâre the first oneâ you gasped out breathlessly.
He chuckles, slowly pinning you down onto the black leather couch. His hands on both sides of you for support, finding an angle to go deeper into the kiss. You had an awkward aura coming of you as you didnât really know what to do. He knew this, taking full control over you. Fully letting him take care of you.
He pulls away from the sloppy kiss, holding intense contact with you. Your doe eyes were doing something to him, he didnât know if he could become any harder. âYouâre the only one who has touched me, the only one to see me like this, the only one to take of my clothes.â In your sultry tone, your words feed into his head and flip a switch in him.
Suddenly, his hand roughly pull down your sweatpants and just for a moment he feels his stomach flutter when he sees a pair of pink lace panties. Looking up at you once again, âtake off your shirt.â and you did as he ordered, revealing a matching pair of pink lace bra. Itâs like you were trying to kill him. You slowly unclasped the bra off and as you did, he took off his loose shirt. Leaving you in panties and him in grey sweatpants and underwear.
Leaning down to your clothed core, he blew cold air onto it, you twitched at this action. He looked up at you through his eyelashes and you nodded. Without hesitation he dove down, sucking on your clothed clit, gasping, you grab for his hair. Tightly locking in with his hair. He felt so close to you, eating you like heâs been starved.
His hand crawling up your sides, grabbing tight on the hem of your panties, he swiftly throws them off and somewhere into the studio, and he immediately goes back to licking, sucking and eating you. He grips your sides and pulling you closer to him. Throwing your head back in immense pleasure, âyouâre so good.â You manage to choke out.
He hums in reply, sending vibrations up your core creating a knot in your upper stomach. âIm gon-nna cu-â
Pulling away from your clit, he pushed a finger into your hole. âCum for meâ
And just like that, you made a mess all over his fingers and chin. Through your squirming you heard him, âfuck your so pretty.â
Opening your eyes you see him above you again, your hands pinned to each side by him.
âYou got any ideas yet?â His exasperated expression locked eyes with yours. Whining you feel his clothed bulge grind on you.
He effortlessly pulls you up and onto his lap, his strong arms manhandled you like it was nothing. You lay your head in the crook of his neck trying to catch your breath. His hands roam from your thighs to your breasts, he slowly fumbles with your nipples, listening closely as your breath hitches.
Ignorantly slow, you pull away from his neck, leaving drool on his skin. Your hands interlock between his hair and you look at him with a smirk. As you start to speak his eye go up from your chest to your eyes.
âI need a few more ideas.â
ââââââ
A/n: i knowww⌠the cliffhangerđ
BUTTTT i need help from anyone how to do masterlists and do a wc easier because i had to individually copy and paste each part into a word counter and took so long (which might be a reason of the short story and cliffhangerđ)
GUYSSSS my first fic is coming out soonnn. Sorry if anyone had been waiting, ive been put into hospice recently and resting but this gave me time to work on the fic.
Btw could anyone teach my how to make a masterlist and give links name (if you know what i mean)
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