PAIRING: Firefighter!Jeongin x Photographer!Reader
WARNINGS: unprotected sex, little storyline, missionary, riding, multiple orgasms,
Jeongin looked over at you with a shy smile as you snapped another photo, this was something he had been nervous about all week. Sneaking in extra work out’s whenever he had the chance to.
“You don’t have to be shy around me.” You let out a small giggle and he could have died right then and there. It was like heaven to hear you giggle and smile the way that you did.
“Innie?” You questioned, going off what the other firefighters had been calling him. He blushed deeply realising that he had been too distracted to focus on what he was supposed to be doing.
“Yeah?” He let out a stutter, not wanting to come across as stuttery and nervous he was about this.
“Do you wanna move on to the shirtless ones?” Shirtless what? His eyes lingered on you until he remember what he was doing. The photoshoot. Calander for the charity event. All firefighters were doing a shirtless/lewd photo for each of their months and he was October. Surrounded by pumpkins, orange colours and fake leaves all over the floor. The photos in full uniform were to make him comfortable at first and then you would slowly move on. As agreed on before he came to the photoshoot.
“Sure.” It wasn’t as though he was nervous about being shirtless in front of you, he had been shirtless in front of everyone at the station. This was what all of his extra work-outs for, trying to build up his body just to impress you. He’d never tried to impress someone so much in his life before now.
“I can turn away if it makes you comfortable.” You covered your eyes as Jeongin blushed, he would have disagreed but he didn’t want to seem needy. You had been so kind since meeting with everyone last month. Getting to know each of the firefighters but you spent a lot of time with Jeongin. The two of you got along like a house on fire, excusing the irony of it all.
The shirt was gone and you could have whimpered on the spot. Squeezing your legs together with a little as you saw him standing there. You couldn’t help the growing arousal you were getting from seeing him like this in front of you.
You never would have imagined Jeongin to be as ripped as he was. Such toned muscles, it seemed as though he could pick you up if he really wanted to. Though…You supposed all firefighters were supposed to be like that.
“Erm…Right,” You cleared your throat ding your best to focus on the task at hand but it was distracting. Knowing that after the shirtless photos Jeongin would be standing or laying behind a pumpkin with nothing on. Just having everything you had been imagining for weeks out on display.
Synopsis: You hated Han Jisung. Despite being one of many students in a prestigious school, it felt like he was the only one who matched your intellect. And it annoyed the hell out of you. He was just as smart, just as talented, and just as competitive—but he didn’t put in a single ounce of work to get where he was. The worst thing about him? The fact that you were wildly attracted to him.
Content: dom!jisung x sub!reader, enemies to lovers, academic rivals, perv!reader X perv!Han, angst, fluff, smut, smoking, cannabis consumption, mentions of voyerism and exhibitionism, mentions of masturbation (m and f), petnames, oral (f receiving, mentions of m receiving) a bit of spanking, a bit of corruption, penetrative sex without a condom (OH MY GOD PLEASE USE PROTECTION DON’T DO THAT), lots of aftercare
Word Count: 8.7K
Author’s Note: I LOVE THIS FIC IDEA! S/o to the anon who requested it YOU’RE A GENIUS :) also, even though this is based in a high school, it is merely for the setting of academic rivals. Both characters are 18 as they are seniors. Minors, always, DO NOT INTERACT. Also, they bash studying and think it’s nerdy a bit, but studying is super important so stay in school !!!!!
Author’s Note Pt. 2: I originally started writing this like beginning of March and had to take a break due to finals. You guys have been so supportive of my work and I want to thank you all dearly for consistently hyping me up. Thanks so much for waiting and being so awesome! Additionally, I feel really good about this fic so pls like it lol .. Thanks yall !!
pairing: chan x reader (afab)
word count: 2.8k
rating: 18+
warnings: overstimulation(!!!!), biting, marking, fingering, some oral.
a/n: the premise is you're a serial orgasm faker. chris takes it as a challenge.
clearly, your reputation precedes you.
word had spread around your friends that you’re a serial orgasm faker and now nobody wanted to play with you. not even your closest of friends, whom you’d occasionally fall into bed with if the mood struck. you roll your eyes, thinking maybe all your lovers past should simply be better at sex.
you enjoy fooling around with people, the kissing, the teasing touches, the hot and heavy cab ride home — but that, unfortunately, was your pinnacle. once these guys got you in bed and naked, it was absolutely futile. you felt bad, so you made all the right noises, you clenched just right and gripped the sheets below you; the big hurrah. then, you take a bow and finish yourself off quickly while the unnamed man snores next to you.
even your friends insisted that the problem couldn’t be every guy. and that it was just you, you’re stubborn and hard to please. and maybe they were right.
you’d gone some weeks now without sex, relying solely on your array of toys and, of course, your own trusty fingers. and, when your friends plan another late night get together at your favourite spot in itaewon, you attend with a pitiful slump on your shoulders.
it’s a fun night out regardless. you love your friends, but as the night draws to a close they can’t help but tease. despite the company of new people you’d somehow merged with during the night. the booth is full of fresh faces, most of them attractive and you hadn’t made a move, too scorned from one denied orgasm too many.
“can’t believe it’s 2am and y/n is still here.”
“don’t you have an orgasm to be faking somewhere?”
everyone laughs, you included. one of the new guys — you think his name is chris — cocks his head to the side, laughing with raised eyebrows. “orgasms to be faking?” he repeats, baffled.
you open your mouth to answer, but your best friend, felix, jumps in before you. “apparently she’s hard to please.” he says, rolling his eyes and nudging you in the ribs with his pointy elbow. “and the problem must be that all those guys suck. every last one of them.”
“is that right?” the supposed chris asks, looking directly at you with his tongue poking through his teeth. you meet his gaze… and immediately look away, a flash of warmth rushing over your face the instant your eyes meet. you can tell his eyes are still on you and that does nothing for the heat rising to your cheeks.
felix continues talking though, thank fuck, and that takes chris’ heavy gaze away from you long enough for you to regain composure. “yeah. she’s a nightmare, a serial orgasm faker.”
chris shrugs, “i dunno, i think i’m on her side.” he says, “a lot of guys just don’t know how to please a woman.” he clicks his tongue, cocky, obviously very sure of himself.
without thinking, you open your mouth, “oh and you do?” the glare chris shoots you convinces you that you made the right decision.
your fears are balled up and tossed out of the cab window — by none other than chris. nobody is surprised when you leave together, hands hungry to roam even as you’re still walking out of the bar together. the journey between the side of the road to your apartment was nothing but a hazy, neon coated blur; a mash of lips and teeth and restless hands tugging at a vanilla scented shirt.
this part was always your favourite, but thoughts of a disappointing finish were far, far from the front of your mind. chris took care of that; his deft hands, expert, just like his mouth.
he barely waits until you’re inside the apartment before he rips your shirt open, buttons scattering over the entranceway. he pushes you flush against the door once it closes, pressing his knee in between your thighs and groping your freshly exposed breasts. “so,” he breathes, forehead pressed to the door, “where is this hard to please girl i apparently went home with?” he dips his hand into your bra, tweaking one soft nipple to full hardness.
“oh i’m sure you’ll see her. later.” you chuckle, wrapping your arms around chris’ wide shoulders and dragging your crotch roughly against his thigh.
“yeah? sure about that?” chris murmurs, his lips teasing against your ear. before you can respond, in a surely snarky manner, he dips his teeth into your neck, favouring a spot just above your collarbones; he messily sucks your skin through his teeth with a force that promises to leave a mark.
you’re about to protest. something about people seeing. but chris’ teeth find another spot, closer to your jawline, and sink in, nipping and sucking at your skin until he’s sure a hickey is left for all to see. you moan, your insides clenching at the feeling of being marked; and, desperate for your hands to touch something, you comb your fingers through chris’ unruly, blonde hair.
“bedroom.” you say, suddenly hooking both legs around his waist. chris has no problems holding you up, even after you peel yourselves away from the front door. he carries you with ease, his hands cupped generously around your ass cheeks.
this was where things could go so wrong for you tonight. chris drops you atop the bed, taking in the view of you below him; sitting politely, your ripped shirt exposing your tits, the faux innocent look you watch him with. he breathes out a laugh. the gall of you. “don’t give me that look. like you don’t get fucked here every weekend.” attaching his fingers to your chin, he tilts your head upwards, examining your neck. he tuts. “do you let every guy that comes up here leave hickeys on your neck?”
“n-no…” you admit with a pout, refusing to break the eye contact. your response seems to ignite something in chris, he flashes a dangerous grin your way, softly stroking your cheek with his thumb. the very contradiction of the sordid gaze he was watching you with.
“just me, yeah?” he asks, his voice gentle, quiet. hypnotising, almost.
“just you.”
those words were music to chris’ ears; placated, he slides his hand down from your jaw to your throat and he takes a firm hold of you. he balances you perfectly upon the line of pleasure and pain, watching as a faint, red tinge fills your cheeks. he dips to your level, pulling you in for a kiss, his pace getting off to a slow, heavenly start.
from there he guides you backwards onto the bed. he releases your neck in favour of unbuckling his belt and ridding himself of his shoes and jeans. he removes his shirt in record time, exposing his toned stomach and built chest to you; he definitely looked better than any guy you’d brought back here.
following suit, you wriggle out of your skirt and toss your own shirt to a forgotten corner of the room, suddenly so fucking aware of chris’ eyes on you. you ogle back, eyes hooded, inviting him in. you drag your gaze down his body, eyes landing curiously on the mass inside his boxers.
and when your eyes get too comfortable, chris suddenly climbs atop you, trapping you between his thighs, sheathed cock grazing your stomach. “wonder how many times i can make you cum in one night.” he brings your hand to his mouth and peppers kisses over your knuckles.
“you sound confident.” you respond, a humorous lilt to your voice. and chris laughs, loud, boisterous — it suits him.
“i’m pretty confident. considering you’ve already soaked your underwear.” he states, pressing a finger into your soaked panties. “oh my gosh. i’ve barely touched you.”
you toss your head to the side, embarrassed, defiant. but you have nothing to say in your defence. instead, you let your eyes flutter shut as chris’ fingers begin to rub you through your underwear, pressing hard on your clit, tugging a sultry gasp from your throat; your voice, unwilling to speak, unfolds for him in shaky moans. they tumble carelessly from you as chris slips two fingers into your underwear, finally touching your wetness, gliding through your folds, rubbing circles around your clit.
“why don’t we take these off?” comes his husky demand, disguised as nothing more than a translucent suggestion. he tugs the waistband down, down and off, quickly attaching his fingers to your pussy, like too much time had elapsed already.
he remains perched on top of you, merely enjoying the view of you coming undone underneath him. with two fingers, he dips to your entrance, chuckling when you clench in preparation for penetration that never comes.
“come on, already?” he tuts, moving his fingers back to your clit, “wanna play with you more.” then, he promptly dives downward, aiming for your chest; fingers still working you slowly while his mouth plants messy kisses all over your breasts. he bites at the supple skin above your tits, sucking enough to leave a mark — then he finds a blank spot and repeats, repeats until your entire chest is littered in smatters of red and purple. your fingers find his hair again, weaving through his curls, gripping him, pulling him closer, arching your back up, melding your bodies together. at the very least, this round of hickeys are easily concealed.
chris relents, satisfied with his work. he pulls back, admiring your chest. now, his fingers lackadaisically play with your pussy, stroking you gently, in no particular rhythm. “how you holding up down there?” he asks, like he’s asking a friend how their fucking day is going.
“fine. just fine.” you attempt nonchalance. either way chris beats you at your own game.
his pace picks up all of a sudden, two fingers hungrily sliding inside you, curving into your form like a perfect fit; an unexpected shriek escapes you, sharp and genuine. you don’t have to open your eyes to know chris is sporting the smuggest grin on his face.
“just fine, yeah?” he asks, not waiting for an answer and pounding his fingers straight against your g-spot again. wanting to fill his ears with the sound of you completely losing it.
you clench around him, gripping the bedsheets underneath you — because if you kept at his hair, he probably wouldn’t have any left. you desperately try to conceal how close you are already but chris seems to always be one step ahead of you. “no way are you close already.” he eyes you suspiciously, stuffing a third finger into your pussy. “if you’re faking this, you’re a pretty good fucking actress.”
undeniably, that feeling pooling in your stomach and between your legs was that sweet climax you’d been chasing for so long now. it was so close. so close. you reach down, grappling furiously for chris’ spare hand until you can thread your fingers together, clinging to him for dear life.
then. a white flash takes over your vision, you arch your back, throwing your head backwards into the plush sheets below, letting the euphoric wave flood your entire body. you rock your hips frantically against chris’ hand, riding out this orgasm for as long as you possibly can.
when the room stops spinning and your thrusts have slowed to a leisurely pace against, chris leans in close to you, “one.” he says.
you open your eyes with intent to question him but. suddenly you’re overcome as he starts fucking his fingers into your cunt again, relentless. you cry out, stumbling towards another orgasm at full speed. chris shimmies down the bed and when you wrench your eyes open to see why, you’re met with the view of his mouth hovering inches away from your pussy.
“oh fuck— i’m so. i’m so sensitive,” you whine as he takes a cautionary lick at your clit. it felt like fire shooting through all your veins, exiting out of your mouth in the most frenzied of pleasured screams.
chris only hums against your heat, wrapping his lips around your swollen little clit and flicking his tongue over it, pressing you like a button.
your breaths fall ragged now, tired as you hurtle towards your next orgasm; your moans turn into whingeing whines and all you can do is repeatedly tell chris how sensitive you are while he shows no signs of listening, rutting his fingers into you and lapping at your pussy with full lips and a swift tongue.
orgasm #2 hits you like a train. you seize chris’ face with your thighs, trapping him in place as you thrust your cunt against his mouth. the shrieks that leave your mouth will surely reach ears further than chris, but you’re too far gone to give a shit. overstimulated, your voice shakes out the remnants of the orgasm and your body trembles against the aftershocks. chris removes his fingers, dutifully shoving them in his mouth and cleaning himself up.
“two.” he says, once he’s done tasting you on his fingers. with your eyes closed, you don’t see his hands dipping to his erection, still hidden in his boxers. he palms himself through the fabric, hovering over you, breathing in the scent you leave behind after an orgasm. “what to do with you next?” he ponders aloud, successfully garnering your attention.
“i— i…” your eyes open, met with his gaze, dark and inviting. you glance down to see his hand busy with his cock and you moan at the mere sight. “sensitive.” you whimper. but the bulge under those boxers can’t help but pique your interest.
chris is quick to tug his underwear down, releasing his cock from its confines. he looks at you, then to his cock, then back at you. “too sensitive for my cock?”
“no!” you cry out, devastated at the thought of not being full to the brim of his thick shaft, “please. again.”
too horny to tease you further, chris relents, hooking one of your thighs around his waist and lining himself up with your hole. he slaps his cock against your clit, just once, testing your sensitivity — you tremor in response, moaning in wobbly falsetto. chris seems pleased enough, immediately pushing the head of his cock inside you, wincing as your walls clench around him. you’re so tight. he has to edge his way carefully through your cunt, coercing your pussy around his cock.
“fucking hell, you’re tight.” chris grunts through gritted teeth, putting all of his strength into holding himself back from fucking you absolutely raw.
when he’s fully buried inside you, all he can do is hold himself still, your tightness driving him fucking crazy. he’s barely even noticed the fucked out mess you’re becoming below him.
“so full. so close.” you whine, wrapping your arms around chris’ chest, bringing him flush against your own, feeling his ragged breaths push against your breasts. “wanna cum again.”
“you wanna cum around my cock, yeah?“ chris says, his voice strained as he holds back his own moans, “can you even handle cumming again?”
the answer is no, you’re about one hard thrust away from completely falling apart. but you nod your head, yes, yes, yes. you want, need more of him. “yeah. can. please fuck me.”
needing no more instruction, chris pulls out entirely before ramming inside you again. the feeling of your tight cunt spasming around him has him moaning loud and unabashedly into your ear. “shit. shit. shit.” his sentences quickly ebb into unintelligible curses. “so. fucking. tight.”
he repeats. pulling out before bucking his hips into you harshly. and again. again. his thrusts are messy, uncontrolled. you feel so fucking good around him that he can barely see. together, you attempt to fuck to any sort of rhythm, but you are too fucked out to move and he’s too pussy dumb to think.
you jut together like mismatched puzzle pieces, occasionally clicking together before snapping out of place. your cunt throbs from overexertion and yet you’re chasing another orgasm with chris’ following close behind.
“chris. i’m gonna cum.” you wail, hooking both of your legs around him with a vice grip.
“me. too. fuck.” chris growls, letting his face fall next to yours, fucking you relentlessly, “where do you want me?”
“on me. anywheeeere—“ your sentence stutters into a choked moan as your orgasm hits you full force in the face, with chris still fucking you, vaulting you over the precipice and into a new realm of pleasure.
your body writhes uncontrollably under the pressure of another core shaking orgasm and, suddenly, chris pulls out, spilling himself all over your cunt. he grits his teeth and lets out an almighty shriek into the mattress below, his body falling limp against yours.
“three,” he pants, lazily kissing your neck, “and to think i’m not even nearly finished.”
pairing: chan x reader (afab)
word count: 2.6k
rating: 18+
warnings: cockdumb. breeding. dirty talk. fucking in chan's room. he calls you pup. you're dirty and desperate asf in this one, basically.
a/n: 100 followers special....!! i'm sure chan's room is a common backdrop for these sort of fics but i wanted to join in! nOT PROOFREAD BTW IM LAZY
“so, this is where the magic happens?” you say with a smile, looking around the small confines of the infamous chan’s room. turns out, it looks a lot smaller when you can only see it through a vlive or a hastily taken selfie. its small but, you expected smaller. it’s actually roomier than i thought.”
“yeah, i manage.” chan says, sat in his desk chair, feeling slightly under the microscope as you sweep your gaze over his second home. hell, he sleeps here more than he sleeps in his own bed; the couch, which takes up most of the room in this glorified closet, is necessary.
chan had been hesitant to bring you here. to his room. to the jyp building. he’s not supposed to be dating and he’d fed the managers a few lies about how you knew each other… whether or not they actually believed him was yet to be determined.
its 2am and, luckily, he’d managed to get you into the building without anyone questioning it. most of the staff are at home, so most of the people who might question your presence are dealt with. he knew minho, hyunjin and felix were in the dance studio — floors below, a safe enough distance. he’d told everyone he was going to bed anyway. then, he brought you here.
“it’s weird seeing you in here, not through a screen,” you have to point out, gingerly taking a seat on the sofa. you eye his setup, an idea coming to mind. “nice view. weird to think someone could be sucking you off during your vlives and we’d never see them.”
chan’s eyes widen at the sheer thought. “i. i would never,” he gasps. and you believe him. he’d never do something so dangerous.
“i know, i know,” you reassure him, “you’d never do something so dirty.”
chan winces, pretty noticeably. he bites down on his bottom lip, eyeing you with a slanted gaze. “babygirl…” his voice serves as a warning, a warning you have no plans to heed.
“what about when you’re not live?” you continue, very tactfully changing your seat from the couch to his lap, straddling him in his chair, “you ever fucked anyone in here?” you press your mouth to his ear, swiping at his earlobe with your tongue.
“what if i have?” he replies with a smirk, his hands attaching to your waist.
“then you better have a good reason for why you haven’t fucked me in here yet.” you snap quietly, rolling your hips against him. chan chuckles into your ear and it has all the hair on the back of your neck prickling upwards.
suddenly, a hand tangles itself expertly in your hair, tugging you roughly so you’re face to face with chan. “maybe i only fuck good girls in here.”
you wanna play some more. wanna tease him. but chan is better at this than you. and he always wins. you’re always the one to give in first, to palm him through his shorts, to rut against him so pathetically that he laughs in victory before fucking you with your legs hooked over his shoulder. and tonight will probably be no different; but you attempt.
“but fucking a bad girl in here would feel so much better.” you tell him, grinding him roughly, suddenly glad you wore sweatpants.
chan looks at you with an eyebrow cocked upwards. “yeah?” he says, “sounds like something a bad girl would say.” he slides one hand up your sweatshirt, tugging down a laced cup of your bra so he can claim one of your nipples between his thumb and forefinger.
you moan, a little louder than you ought to, and chan freezes. his hand stilling your grinding hips. he looks to the closed door and then back at you, his gaze piercing, stern. “you want everyone at jyp to hear you?” his pinches your nipple, hard, “quiet. or i’ll stop.”
“y-yes chan. m’ sorry.” you whine at him, burying your face in his neck. oh how easy it was to have you crumbling under him, atop him, anywhere. he grins, continuing to tug playfully at your hard little nipple.
“is that why you wanted me to fuck you in here? you want everyone to hear you?” he sneers, taking your ear lobe between his teeth and sucking dutifully before continuing, “you think i’m gonna bend you over that table and let everyone hear you?”
you just manage to a stifle another moan. chan’s freshly erect cock pushing up against you through the combined barrier of his thin shorts and your loose sweatpants. still, you wanted to play more. “what? is baby too scared he’ll get caught? don’t wanna get into trouble?” you pout and mockingly suck on your thumb, fucking loving the flash of anger you catch in his eyes.
“up.” he commands, his large hand wrapping around your jaw, gripping your cheeks and making you pout; you follow at once as he guides you up, off him and onto the floor, where you kneel by his leg. you sit your pussy right on his shoe, for good measure, and wrap your arms around his leg.
he looks at you, like you’re the dirtiest little slut he’s ever brought up here — and you’re going to make sure you are.
chan starts tidying away his expensive shit that litters the desk, for as much as he wants to fuck you silly, he doesn’t have warranty on half this stuff. “get yourself off while i do this.” he says, dropping his left hand to your face and pushing his thumb into your mouth.
you obey immediately, grinding against his leg desperately like some pathetic dog. needy and humpy and so fucking wet. you can tell chan is taking his time on purpose. he’s even opened his laptop. you hear him click away with his free hand, nonchalantly, like nothing’s happening below the desk. he’s such a god damn expert at maintaining his cool, it has you wondering if he’s ever done anything like this during a live. his composure is so perfect… you’d never know. the very thought has you humping his leg harder, faster. chan’s shoe doesn’t provide ideal friction, but you’re desperate so you rut and rut, hoping your clit finds purchase on anything.
you swirl his thumb around your mouth, uncaring that your reluctance to actually close your lips around him has left drool trailing down your chin.
chan had won without you even noticing. fuck. going dumb already and he wasn’t even paying attention to you. this has to be your lowest fucking moment — literally. your pussy flush against his shoe, drool all over your chin… pathetic.
“look at you.” chan says, right on cue, tugging his thumb out of your mouth, admiring the string of saliva that connects the two of you until it snaps. “fucking yourself dumb on my shoe. yeah?”
you nod slowly, eyes huge and shiny, staring at chan like he put the stars in the sky. “yeah. yeah. want channie.” you babble, rutting against his shoe again, “i’ll be so quiet. please, please fuck me.”
chan ponders for a moment or two, dragging this out as much as he possibly can. he even taps his chin comically and hmm’s and ahh’s as he “considers” fucking you. “i dunno,” he finally says, lifting his foot upwards against your pussy, “maybe i am too scared. don’t wanna get into trouble.”
you bite back a distraught moan, only barely though, chan hears the whine catch in your throat and he grins straight down at you, working his foot against your overdressed cunt.
“channie. please. i’m so wet,” you beg, rutting harshly against his shin, too turned on to even think straight, “chan it’s too much. please.”
when tears start forming in your eyes, chan’s interest is entirely piqued. he pouts at you, his eyes full of ingenuous concern. “is baby gonna cry about it?” he mockingly sucks his thumb, smirking as he does so.
yeah. yeah you were gonna cry. the shoe wasn’t enough, your clit was aching, your knees are dirty from the dusty floor and chan was laughing at you. you whimper, letting the tears fall, pressing your pussy so hard against chan’s shoe that you’re sure you could break his ankle.
“god. you’re so fucking pretty when you cry, puppy.” chan groans. finally, something gets to him. his hand comes to your face and thumbs away your tears, quickly shoving the same thumb into your mouth. you lap up your own salty tears while crying more out. “does babygirl want fucked?”
you nod your head furiously, still sucking away at his thumb. you meet his gaze through your teary vision, pleading to him with your shiny eyes. “please please, please. i want fucked. i’ll be good. i’ll be quiet.” you round your slurred sentence off by squeezing your thighs around his shoe.
“i know you’ll be quiet. because you don’t wanna fucking find out what happens if you’re not.” chan grabs a fistful of your hair, yanking you upwards until you’re half-standing and pushes you until you’re completely bent over the desk; presented to him. you continue to weep in anticipation, not entirely sure what chan has in store for you. like a good girl, you stay quiet and wait for whatever is coming next.
“would love to go live right now and stream your fucked out face to thousand of people.” chan mutters, pressing his sheathed erection against your ass. his fingers hook around around the waistband of your sweatpants and he yanks them down, underwear in tow, exposing your ass and cunt to the room. “my gosh. you’re leaking everywhere, pup.” he runs two fingers through your folds, from your hole to your clit and back again. you wriggle at the touch, attempting to push yourself against him… but he steps away, tutting.
“so hasty. are you that desperate?” he chides, raising his hand up and delivering a harsh slap to your exposed ass cheek.
you are. fucking hell you are. “i am. i am,” you tell him through a chorus of half-sobs and half-moans, shaking your ass and pussy at him; your chest and face are pressed to the desk below, braced and ready for the ungodly force chan is surely about to unleash upon you. “channie. please. i need you inside.”
“in here?” he asks, pressing the tip of his thumb inside you ever so slightly, “you want me in here?”
curbing the urge to scream, you just groan some unintelligible noises of agreement. you’d unknowingly drooled on the desk below you and now your face and hair was covered in dry saliva; you didn’t even give a fuck. everything else could wait until after chan had fucked you stupid.
“shit.” chan’s voice comes from behind you, his tone serious all of a sudden, “i don’t have condoms here.”
god, are you fucking sick of his shit. you stamp your feet and whine. “cum inside. just cum inside me, channie, please!” your voice cracks again, “i want you to cum inside. want your puppies. please.”
now, you seemed to have rendered chan almost speechless; he keeps the tip of his thumb moving in and out of your hole, enjoying the way your cunt chases his hand for more. “you want me to put my pups in you, yeah?”
“please.” is all you can say now. your hair sticks to your face, drool coats your chin, previously shed tears have left your eyes reddened. what more could chan do to you?
finally, you seem to be in luck. he delivers another quick slap to you ass before you feel him wriggling out of his shorts and boxers. “puppy’s cried enough today. i’ll take it from here.” and in one swift motion, he’s buried entirely inside you, his cock stuffing you to the stomach.
you cry out, shoving your own fingers in your mouth in a hurried attempt to suppress the noise. chan seems pleased with your makeshift gag. he slides his dick entirely out of you, before pushing back in. in and out, in and out. his strong hands grip your waist tight, slamming you backwards, matching his rhythm.
“look at this little cunt. so wet and willing to take my puppies.” chan grunts behind you, slamming into you, suddenly not concerned about volume as the sound of your skin slapping together fills the room. he pulls his dick out again, using its tip to spread your juices all through your folds. you shudder, weak to the sensation of his cock pushing through your pretty slit, teasing your clit. “feel that. feel how wet pup is for me.”
for, what seems like an eternity, chan stays, slapping his cock against your sensitive clit. each slap sending sharp prickles of electricity through every vein in your body. every part of you was on fire. you’re limp against the desk now, letting chan handle you however he liked. he shoves his thick cock back inside you, fucking you again, rougher, faster. hands holding you tighter, creating bruises for sure.
he peers up at your face and nearly blows his load at the sight of you splayed out on the desk, fingers shoved haphazardly in your mouth, eyes rolling back. you looked fucking possessed. and it’s driving chan crazy.
now, it’s his turn to stifle a groan as he bucks into your cunt, his eyes trained steadily on your face as you lose your mind to cock.
“wan’ cum.” you mumble, through a mess of fingers, spit and hair.
chan already knew, he could feel you tightening. he slackens his pace, fucking you deeper rather than faster. “can pup even handle it?” he asks, his voice like venom as slowly pumps into you, “look at you. fucked out. you’re nothing but a place for me to empty my pups into.”
“yeah. yeah.” you agree, your brain seeing nothing but black fuzz and stars, “want breed.”
“i’ll breed you baby, i’ll fucking—“ chan holds your waist completely still, holding you tight as he relentlessly slams into you, “fucking. fill you up.”
your orgasms land like two trucks colliding into each other. chan cursing furiously in hushed whispers while you gag and whine around four of your fingers. chan keeps you bouncing against him while he empties his cum into you, careful not to a waste a speck; and all you can do is lay there and take it — not that you have any objections. “can’t believe that little cunt of yours can hold all that cum.” he says, panting like he’d just run a marathon. “baby?”
“mm?” you whine, still unmoving. limp. the aftershocks of your orgasm still buzzing through your nerves. chan loops his arms around your midriff and brings your back to his chest — and he has to really hold you up, because you sure aren’t in any state to hold yourself up.
with his cock still buried inside you, he hugs you tightly, melding his body together perfectly with yours. he kisses your neck, your head, he wipes the drool off your cheek and fixes your hair. “so pretty…” he coos gently in your ear, massaging made up patterns into your hips and waist. “my babygirl.”
you sigh happily at those words, craning your neck round so chan can plant a kiss on your lips.
then. there’s a knock at the door. you both freeze on the spot.
“…channie-hyung,” comes hyunjin’s quiet voice, “are you done yet?”
The Brat Complex (18+)
Collab with @abiaswreck
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Pairing: skater!Yeosang x fem!reader x skater!Felix
Word Count: 8.8k
Genre: Smut, enemies to lovers, a tiny bit of fluff at the end
Warnings: Afab reader, use of she/her pronouns, a lot of profanity, harassment + bullying, use of "psychotic" and "stupid" as insults, slight physical violence, brief mention of blood, use of petnames (kitten/kitty, princess, sweetheart, baby), poly relationship, unprotected sex (be safe y'all), public sex, degradation, dirty talk, oral sex (m receiving), brat taming, light face fucking, slight nipple play, slight spit kink, fingering, cream pie, multiple orgasms (please let me know if I missed any)
A/n: 18+, minors please do not interact! Ah yes, the holy trinity: Yeosang + Felix + skater au. Jess and I are truly meant to be together, look at how well we write together. This is an author match made in heaven tbh. I drooled a little when she gave me the idea. Also writing all 3 characters as absolute bratty shitheads was so fun like... something about bully!Felix has me feeling some type of way. We're both so proud of this and we worked really hard. Please reblog to spread this around, it really helps!
tags: @wooyoungsbae @yunhoflrtz @hwxnghyunjin @yunhomocide @yunkiwii @nymeriaaa @troy-on-sea @hjsraccoon @dazzling-lightzzz @sanraes @baguette-atiny @strawberryjoongiee @wooyoung-a @mongsanggga (please message me to be added/removed from this list at any time)
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[48 hours to competition]
With the competition growing closer, you needed to get as much extra practice in as you could. Last year was the first year you had ever placed, coming in at a disappointing seventh place. This year, however, you were sure you'd snatch first place right out from under Kang Yeosang's stupid nose. Winning three years in a row had given him quite the ego, strutting around the skate park like he personally owned it, with a flock of giggling girls trailing him everywhere. Never too far from him, Lee Felix acted as his right hand man at all times. Slinging insults? Felix would add commentary. Picking up girls? Felix was the perfect wingman. Competing in a skateboarding competition? Felix would throw it just to let Yeosang take first place. Though rumor had it, he was the favorite to win this year, growing sick of second place. Perhaps this year he would get to shine, though it would ultimately lead to a squabble between the pair. It didn't matter to you, though, both of them were absolute bullies. They could fight like alley cats and you'd just laugh.
Speaking of the two dickheads, they were both staring right at you. Somehow you had managed to drift off into your own thoughts with your gaze fixed in their direction. They had most likely assumed you were admiring them, considering their undeserved egos. Yeosang raised an eyebrow at you, cocking his head to the side. A man of few words, he simply straightened his posture to appear taller and bigger. Felix, on the other hand, pulled his lollipop out of his mouth with a rather loud pop.
"Take a picture, princess, it'll last longer." He called, putting a slight amount of grit into his deep voice. Both of them thought they were so intimidating, but you wouldn't fall at their feet like most people. You were smarter and stronger than that.
"Bite me, fuckface!" You retorted, picking up your skateboard. The blonde scrunched his nose slightly, contorting his face like he had just tasted something a bit too hot for his liking.
"Oh! She's a bit spicy today, Yeo. Pretty little princess forgot her manners at home." His expression melted back into a smug smirk, popping the lollipop back into his mouth. At least you were sure he'd shut up for a few minutes.
"About as intimidating as a kitten." Yeosang responded, shaking his head. "Hiss, hiss little kitty. You're still nothing compared to the lions."
"Ah yes, the mighty lions of the pack. Lazing around all day while roaring loudly, eating lollipops and taking selfies. Absolutely terrifying. I'm shaking in my pretty little pink boots." You put a dramatic shake into your voice towards the end, a pout forming on your lips before turning to a sneer.
Yeosang snorted, nodding at Felix who simply nodded back. Perfectly synced, they both kicked their boards up into their hands and dipped over the edge of the concrete bowl. Flying around and doing tricks, they each had their own style of showing off. Yeosang relied entirely on insane skills and balance, while Felix focused on showmanship. If you could master both, you'd surely take the competition from both of them.
Deciding it was easier to simply coexist in the only practice space you had, you joined the handful of others in the bowl. Every trick you pulled, Felix copied with a little more flare. After noticing him damn near mocking you with your own movements, you began to get frustrated. Everything you did, he did better. It was absolutely infuriating. Just as you were about to move on to a different area, you heard a familiar low snicker somewhere near you. Not being able to exactly place the direction, you ignored it and picked up speed to throw yourself over the edge of the bowl. At what would've been your top speed, Yeosang flew by and shoved his shoulder into yours. You wobbled as you tried to regain your balance but it failed, sending you tumbling to the ground. Luckily you didn't panic, instead falling with your head angled up so it wouldn't collide with the concrete. The last thing you needed right now was a concussion.
Both boys were laughing at you, zipping side to side on their boards as your vision became a blur of pure anger. In a flash you were on your feet and running forward to cut Yeosang off, grabbing the front of his jacket and throwing him to the ground. His board rolled away without him while he took a moment to process what had just happened. But jumping to his feet nearly as quickly as he had fallen, he was now in your face and yelling, his breath spilling over you.
"You psychotic bitch, what the fuck?!" His eyes were narrowed, face red with a mixture of anger and humiliation as he grabbed you by the front of your shirt. Nobody laid a hand on Kang Yeosang, that was an unspoken rule. If you had been any other skater in the park, Felix would've had you by your neck before you could blink. Instead, he was busy laughing at his own friend from the sidelines.
"Oi, she got you good mate. Imagine getting thrown by a chick!" He joked, stepping off his board to retrieve his infuriated other half. He stopped in his tracks when your shrill scream pierced the air, a fire burning inside your chest.
"You're a fucking dickhead. Shoving me off my board then calling me psychotic?! You're the one who could've cracked my skull. I have half a mind to knock your fucking teeth out!" Your voice echoed off the concrete as people gathered, presumably to watch the fight that was about to ensue. Just as you had begun to wind up a right hook, Felix darted over and caught your fist in his palm.
"Alright princess, calm it down. Save it for the competition." He gave you a stern look, a silent warning to back down or you'd be considered fair game to him. Yeosang hardly ever fought his own battles, instead he would send Felix to do the dirty work unless it was a personal grudge. Sizing up the boys, you decided to cut your losses here. As much as you hated to admit it, he was right. The competition is where you'd put them in their place and you needed to channel your anger there. With a frustrated grunt, you picked up your board and stormed off, hearing the boys bickering in the background.
"The fuck did you laugh at me for, shithead?"
"Equal opportunity. I see something funny, I laugh. Lighten up a little."
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[24 hours to competition]
You had awoken from a dream that should've been a nightmare, but instead had you feeling flustered and a bit confused. Your brain had replayed the scene over and over again, Yeosang springing up from the ground and being so close to your face that you could smell the expensive gel he used in his hair. His voice would start to rise and so would your body temperature, sending you into a flurry of thoughts that you shouldn't be having. There was absolutely, unequivocally, nothing attractive about Kang Yeosang. Perhaps your dream was just your minds way of processing something that could've been construed as trauma, or maybe it was just firing off the wrong neurons carrying the wrong chemicals. Whatever the reason, you were even angrier now that you had woken up in such a state. Time to channel that anger into more practice.
As soon as you arrived at the park, the boys were there to taunt and tease you once more. Your breath hitched when Felix met your eyes, noticing you before Yeosang did.
"I know I'm cute, princess, but I'm a little out of your league." He smirked, giving Yeosang a nudge. You did your best to simply ignore them, shaking your head and making your way towards the half-pipe this time. Normally they hung out by the bowl or one of the rails, close enough to flirt with the girls that would come by to watch them. But today they seemed to keep their gaze on you, though subtly through the corner of their eyes. Rather than practice what they felt they had already perfected, they were studying their competition. A smart move, you thought, but not enough to take the prize from you. Unbeknownst to them, you had watched countless videos of their past competitions and personal recordings. Your studying had started months before the competition was even announced, ensuring that you knew exactly what you were up against.
"Check it out, Felix. She's using a modified version of your routine from last year." Yeosang snickered, pointing at you as you flipped and sailed through the moves you had spent so long memorizing. You had drilled them nonstop, right down to the body language.
"Yeah, she's throwing in some of yours too." Admittedly, you had tried to learn the best of both of them... Yeosang's precision and Felix's flair. It had never occurred to you that the way you learned meant that you had to become a carbon copy of what you saw. Now that you could hear the commentary, you realized how stupid it was of you to not create your own routine from scratch. The competition was tomorrow, you didn't have nearly enough time to create and drill and entirely new routine. Doubting yourself wasn't a normal feeling for you and you wondered if you were becoming weak in the presence of your rivals.
"Are we playing copycat now, kitten?" Yeosang called out as the boys approached the half-pipe. God, couldn't they just stay on the sidelines and snicker? Did they really have to come up here to bother you?
"Stop fucking calling me that, you creep." You spat.
"Aww, kitty still has her claws out, hmm?" He taunted, positioning his board along the edge of the drop. "Copy this." Pushing over the edge, he sailed gracefully through a couple tricks, landing perfectly beside you. His eyes were fixed on you, gesturing for you to imitate him. This was certainly a trap, but you didn't know how.
Regardless of your gut feeling, you dropped over the edge and repeated his moves without trouble. Once you were by his side again, you shot him a rather smug look, daring him to critique you. His eyes burned into yours, causing your cheeks to heat up as you looked at the ground. Before he could open his mouth to attempt to break your spirit, Felix chimed in.
"Oh, my turn! Copy this one!" He said excitedly, doing a couple easy tricks before a series of complicated flips. On cue, you followed the makeshift routine with a smug smile. You were sure you hadn't messed anything up, but you could hear Yeosang snickering again. But again, there was no commentary. Instead the boys took turns putting together more complicated routines and daring you to imitate them, eating their words when you would prove you had just as much skill as they did. After about an hour or two if this silent competition, you were starting to feel the ache of overexertion. You needed a break, even for just a few minutes. But they refused to let up until you finally screwed up a move. At last, they could pick at you about something.
"You've got the skill but not the stamina. How are you going to survive all the elimination rounds? You know the competition is all on one day this year. You'll be so tired by the time it gets to top ten you probably won't make it." Felix stated with a shrug, pulling the wrapper off of the lollipop that had been in his pocket and popping it into his mouth. Something about the sheen of saliva on his lip was causing your brain to temporarily short circuit, finding yourself unable to snap back at his words. You wondered what flavor the candy could be, then questioned why you would even care about that in the first place.
"That's assuming she even makes it to top ten. What makes you think she would?"
"Even you can admit she's talented. If she can stop copying us long enough to-"
"I'll admit no such thing. She's talentless. End of story." The looks they exchanged were enough to make you feel the tension in every one of your muscles. As your mind finally began to reboot, you figured it was best to just get yourself out of this situation as quickly as possible.
"You know what, I don't care what either of you jackasses think. You can keep playing copycat by your fucking selves, I'm going home." As you began to make your way out of the park, Yeosang couldn't resist having the last word.
"Can't handle the truth? Run and hide, little kitty." He taunted, giving a fake pout and tracing an invisible tear down his cheek. Again your vision went blurry and white, your board crashing to the ground as you threw it in anger.
"Listen, you egotistical son of a bitch." You started through gritted teeth, stomping up to him with all the confidence your body could muster. "I am going to take first place this year. I'm going to strip you of any dignity you have left when you lose to me of all people. And you are not going to break me down because I know I'm better than you." Your faces were almost touching at this point, causing Felix to tense as he prepared to intervene.
"You're worthless." Yeosang spat, giving you a hard shove to the chest to create space. Before you knew what was happening, your fist collided with his jaw and he was drooling blood from a busted lip. Quick to retaliate, he threw a jab at your shoulder that was hard enough to knock some of the breath out of you.
"Enough!" Felix yelled, stepping between you and using his hip to knock you off balance before giving you a surprisingly gentle shove to the ground. You sat stunned for a moment, rubbing your shoulder that was now aching. Yeosang spat a small puddle of blood onto the concrete beside him as Felix tried to usher him away from the situation. You took the opportunity to pull yourself to your feet, retrieving your board as you left. Footsteps behind you garnered a sigh from you, too exhausted to continue this ordeal.
"What?" You snapped.
"Are you alright, (your name)?" It was the first time you had ever heard Felix call you by your name. You were sure neither of the boys had ever bothered to learn it in the first place.
"Why the fuck would you care?" You hissed, ignoring any further attempt at interaction as you made your way home.
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[12 hours to competition]
You were dressed in all black, perfectly camouflaged in the darkness as you made your way to a rather large gate. There was a padlock holding a series of rusty chains together, securing the premises from unwanted guests. The competition area was closed and off limits unless an event was being held there, but your practice had been cut short earlier that day. Being at the skate park at night was sure to attract the cops, harassing you about your intentions before threatening to arrest you for trespassing. Not keen on dealing with the law, you instead opted for a higher risk situation that had less of a chance of actually getting caught. The area was far enough away from most other public spaces that nobody really paid attention to it.
Sliding your backpack to the ground and quickly unzipping it, you removed a pair of bolt cutters. You were going to get in that extra practice one way or another. Being able to get a feel for the competition space would give you quite the advantage over your rivals this year. Cutting the lock with ease, you removed the chains as quietly and you possibly could, discarding them under a nearby bush. You packed the bolt cutter away and hiked the bag onto your shoulder again, moving the gate just enough to slip through.
This particular half-pipe was steeper than the one at the skate park, causing you to miscalculate some of your tricks as you glided down with more speed than you anticipated. Your shoulder stilled ached a bit, but you were no stranger to pain as you took rather nasty falls all the time. After getting knocked on your ass more times than you'd like to admit, you started to get the timing and angles just right. Everything was beginning to feel cleaner and more precise, falling into place before your eyes. Victory was in your grasp.
"Thanks for breaking the lock for us, kitten." A familiar voice called out, causing your blood to run ice cold through your veins. Why were they even here? Couldn't they just leave you alone for one day?
"I came here to practice, not to engage with immature children that can't keep to themselves. Just stay out of my way and I'll stay out of yours." You replied, still a bit shaken from the confrontation earlier that day.
"Well if you came here to practice, princess, why don't you show us what you've got?" Felix egged you on, rolling the lollipop in his mouth as he made very direct eye contact with you. Not realizing you were teetering on the edge of the drop, your board slipped out from under you and took you down with it. As you crashed to the ground with a grunt, you could hear the boys' laughter getting closer.
"Aww, pretty girl thinks she can keep up with the boys but look at her now." Yeosang teased.
“Pretty girls are only good for one thing, riding dick. Just admit it, you're not going to win. You're not even going to place. Own up and we'll leave you be." Felix followed up, giving you an expression of feigned sympathy. Yeosang forced out a laugh, his lips curling into a smirk as you spotted the mark you had left on them earlier.
“Ah, you're giving her too much credit thinking she could even get dick in the first place. She probably wouldn't know what to do with it. She fumbles around on the board like a toddler, I don't think she'd have the coordination for anything more complicated than being on her back.”
“Still useful, I say.”
“You both spout off like you've ever gotten your dicks wet in your life. Put up or shut up. You wanna interrupt my practicing? Then show me what the fuck you've got.” A fire seemed to ignite inside of you, your words laced with venom as they rolled off your tongue. You were sure you'd call their bluff, they hated you. They probably wouldn't touch you even if someone paid them to do so. If they backed down, they'd certainly leave you alone after that.
Yeosang cocked his eyebrow as he turned to the Australian. The two stared at each other for a brief moment and part of you questioned yourself for saying such a thing while alone in the dark with them. You’d never admit that you were slightly intimidated by the two at this moment but you were going to continue standing your ground, your bratty nature clouding your better judgement. You weren’t gonna let these two try to tear you down, especially if it was a tactic to break your composure before the competition.
“You down for some brat taming?” The black-haired boy questioned, a devilish grin on his face. Felix pulled the lollipop out of his mouth as an equally devilish grin spread across his face as well.
“Oh, I’d love to. It’s my specialty.” His voice had a much deeper register this time, with a hint of a growl underneath.
"Here kitty, kitty." Yeosang taunted, motioning you over as the two males stepped off the half-pipe and onto the metal bleachers across the lot. There was some apprehension from you but you decided to see how serious this offer was, determined to call their bluff. There was no way these two honestly were going to fuck you here and now. You put some weight on the end of your deck to angle it up and picked it up to carry it under your arm.
“Where are we going?” You questioned, a hint of attitude in your voice.
“Underneath the bleachers, dumbass. Unless you want someone to come back and see you taking our cocks like the slut you are.” Annoyance was heavy in Yeosang’s voice as he continued to walk towards the stairs of the bleachers.
“If we’re gonna do this I’d rather not get busted by the cops.” Felix had turned back slightly to see if you were indeed following them. “That fucker Davidson is still up my ass trying to bust me for using the railing at the post office. It's not even really illegal, he's just trying to make up for the fact that he has a small dick.”
The rest of the short walk was silent as you three dipped under the steel of the support rafters. Yeosang might have been right about this idea, considering you had broken into the property. This way you wouldn’t attract attention outright, though there was still a chance someone could hear you. Cars occasionally passed by, reminding you that you were out in the open, exposed to the world to see if someone looked hard enough. First time for everything, you figured, as the thought of being fucked in public sent electricity through your core. You started to question how much you really despised this idea now that it seemed like they wouldn't be backing down.
As your boards were discarded, Yeosang quickly closed the distance between you two. Thanks to some solar street lights, you weren’t in total darkness like you had expected. You could still make out the features of his face as he stared at you. He offered a chance to back out but you shook your head. No, you were invested now. You couldn't back out of your own idea, even if it wasn't meant to be as serious as you made it. You shifted your weight across your feet, feeling a mixture of excitement and nervousness course through you. Curious to see what would happen, you gave a small smirk towards the black-haired boy in front of you.
His kiss was aggressive, hungry for you as his lips came crashing against your own. The second your lips parted, his tongue slipped into your mouth and began to explore. It wasn’t long until you felt a hand of his slip between your legs to cup your mound. He gave a rough squeeze and you could feel it through your jeans. You weren’t expecting such forwardness from him, but you should have anticipated it with how he presented himself.
Yeosang pulled his lips and hand away, causing you to pause and stare like a deer in headlights. You could hear the sound of his belt being undone and zipper being pulled down, though you couldn't quite see him moving his hands in the dark.
“What, kitten? Already too dumb to do a thing or do I actually have to tell you to get on your knees?”
Biting your tongue, you immediately knelt onto the ground, the feeling of dirt under your knees cooling your skin. Your hands reached up to his waistline, slowly pulling his jeans and boxers down just enough to free his cock from its confines. Yeosang was already half-hard but there was still some slight awe at the size. Hopefully he could make it worth your time.
“Surely you can suck it and get me hard. Think you can figure out how to do that?“ His voice had an air of snark and confidence, his ego shining through. You licked the palm of your hand before reaching to stroke his cock a couple of times.
“Keep talking like that and I’ll bite your cock off.”
“You’re cute when you think you’re tough.” Yeosang seemed truly unfazed at your bratty attitude. “Try it, I dare you. See what happens.”
You gave an eye roll, but decided to focus on the task in front of you. You leaned forward and licked across the tip of his cock to lap up the bead of pre-cum forming. Out of the corner of your eye, you could see Felix with his arms folded as he moved closer to watch the show unfolding in front of him. You felt a wave of arousal hit you, the extra set of eyes seemed to exhilarate you. You shifted your thighs slightly and could feel yourself getting wet already.
You eagerly took Yeosang’s cock into your mouth and started to suck. The weight of his cock felt nice as you let your saliva coat him, your hand moving to his thigh as you started to take more of his length into your mouth. He was almost fully erect now and part of you wanted to see if he could come easily. You mentally laughed at the idea of getting him to blow his load in seconds, desperate to make it happen. You’d never let him live it down.
Yeosang tangled a hand into your hair and pushed you to take his cock all the way. You could feel it in the back of your throat, hitting a spot that made you want to gag.
“You can take it, kitty. Relax that throat of yours.”
He held you in place as you struggled to adjust to the sudden intrusion. You forced air out of your nose and tried to remain calm. This was another ploy of his to show dominance in the situation. You swallowed the extra saliva pooling around his cock, making it easier to take. As soon as you started sucking on his cock again, he released his hold on you.
“There we go. At least that mouth is good for something.”
You pulled away to take a couple of breaths but quickly returned to his cock, determined to show you had been unaffected at his little stunt. A quiet moan left him as you took all of him, finding it easier this time around. You looked up the best you could to watch him as his hands reached up to hold onto the metal beam. His eyes never left yours, daring you to falter under his intimidation tactics.
You felt hands in your hair once more, but this time they were gentle. You know it had to be Felix, as Yeosang had a much more aggressive grip.
“You look good with a cock in your mouth, princess.”
His hands gently pulled your hair back to keep it out of your face as you picked up your pace. Yeosang was starting to buck into your mouth and occasionally a quiet moan left him. You could tell he was trying to stay silent, another reminder of you being in public crossing your mind. You never thought you’d be in a situation like this. You could feel your panties getting wet and the need for a cock inside you was growing.
Yeosang eventually pulled away and you got a moment to breathe. You knew your jaw was going to hurt tomorrow but that was a thought you quickly pushed away. Felix had adjusted his hold on your hair and moved to be in front of you. As before, your hands reached for his jeans, quickly pulling the clothing down to free his cock.
“Such a good girl, aren’t you? Just wanting to please.” Felix let out a soft sigh as your tongue ran down his erect cock.
“I don’t know about that.” You said with a scoff, your attitude getting the better of you. He used the grip on your hair to tilt your head back as you took a sharp breath.
“Princess, show me your mouth.”
You opened wide and Felix leaned just close enough to spit in your mouth. You could taste the cherry flavor of his lollipop in the saliva and you instinctively swallowed, presenting your mouth to him once more. This time you had your tongue out, and there was a slight smirk on his face in response.
“Yeah, that's what I thought. I noticed that little kink of yours, your staring isn’t as subtle as you think it is.”
Thank whatever higher being was out there for the lack of proper light under the bleachers because your face immediately flushed with embarrassment. He wasn’t looking for a response though, as he stood tall and pushed you back onto his cock. His moans were low and guttural as he enjoyed you taking him into your mouth. You could see him lean his head back and his hips moved in time with your actions. Drool slipped past your lips and down your face but you didn’t care at the moment, your only goal was to try to have Felix unravel in front of you.
You could hear the wet sounds of Yeosang stroking his cock near you. “I think I like her with her mouth stuffed. She's bearable.”
“She’s always been bearable. You’re the intolerable one.” Felix responded with a snort.
“Whatever, just hurry up so I can fuck her.”
Felix let you continue for a moment before releasing his hold on your hair. You took it as a sign and pulled away. He offered a hand and helped to pull you back up. You took a moment to adjust, feeling soreness in your knees from the harsh ground. You looked at the two men, your core clenching around nothing as you finally were going to get a cock buried in you.
Yeosang was in front of you once more and your fingers worked quickly to undo your jeans. You pushed them down and could feel the chilled night air across your thighs. Before you could pull your panties down, Yeosang was swift as his hands found your hips to turn you away from him. He pushed you against a support beam that was horizontal and about hip-high. You leaned forward over the beam, feeling the coldness of the metal on your skin. Instinctively, you spread your legs the best you could, your jeans thankfully having a bit of stretch to them.
“Just what I thought, presenting your pussy like the cock slut you are. Are you really that fucking needy kitten?” He taunted.
“Just trying to get something out of this instead of having my time wasted.” You played up your attitude as best you could considering the state you were in, desperation and brattyness contradicting each other.
His fingers found your clothed slit and gently ran his fingers up and down. He commented on the wetness but you bit your tongue, just enjoying the sensations. The fabric was pushed to the side as the tip of his cock prodded at your hole. A gasp left you as Yeosang abruptly sank into you. You weren’t prepared for the stretch and he clearly didn’t care. There was no time to adjust before he pulled nearly all the way out of you just to fill you back up immediately. Thank god for what wetness you had, helping the process as he worked his hips back and forth.
“Fuck.” Yeosang adjusted his grip on your hips as he gave a particularly rough thrust back into you. “So fucking tight. Desperate to milk me dry, huh?” You pushed back on his cock, taking him as deep as you could.
“Please, do you even know how to use that thing?” You teased, letting your attitude shine through once more.
A small yelp of pain left you as you felt him grab a fistful of your hair to pull you closer to him, his chest pressed against your back as his hips didn’t stop moving. His hot breath tickled your ear, sending small waves of electricity through you.
“I’d be careful with your words, brat, you’re outnumbered.”
“Do you think it’s intimidating?” You hoped Yeosang could hear the smile that was on your face as you continued to taunt. “About as intimidating as a kitten.” You slung his previous insult back at him, hoping to get a reaction. Instead, Felix maneuvered under the steel to be in front of you and you watched with curious eyes as he smirked at you.
“How long are you gonna pretend to be in charge, sweetheart? Or do we just have to fuck you into submission?”
Yeosang didn’t give you a chance to reply before he answered the question himself.
“Clearly we know the answer to that.”
A small whimper left you as the support beam dug into your hips after Yeosang shoved you forward. His hand that had now let go of your hair moved to the small of your back, keeping you bent over for him. You were sure Felix picked up on the distressed look on your face as the cold metal harshly pressed into you. It was enough to have him intervene, though he made sure to do so with enough charm to not set off Yeosang's temper.
“Hey now, don’t ruin a good thing before it’s begun. Can't use her if you're gonna bruise her up and break her.” He reasoned.
“Alright fine, we can have it your way, mister soft dom.” He gave a scoff as he continued. “This why guys like you complain about always having to discipline so often. You let your submissives walk all over you. Gonna let her step on your balls while you’re at it? He rolled his eyes at his Aussie companion, giving you the feeling that this wasn't the first time they had teamed up on someone.
“I'll step on yours if you don't shut your fucking mouth, but that’s not what we’re here for.” He retorted, redirecting the attention to you once more.
You were learning that Yeosang was indeed the harsher of the two. He was here to use you and get his high as if you were simply a fuck toy. Felix, on the other hand, seemed to care about your well-being and pleasure. Both were welcome and not new to your sex life, but you weren’t about to be hurt for the sake of a quick fuck. Yeosang seemed to read the room and let you adjust against the beam. He silently pulled your wrists behind your back and held them in place as an anchor point as he started to fuck you again.
Felix suddenly caught your attention as he pulled his trademark lollipop out of his mouth and pressed it against your lips.
“Be a good girl and hold this for me, yeah?”
You parted your lips and felt the piece of candy slip into your mouth. It was, in fact, cherry-flavored and you could taste his saliva on the surface. You pushed it to a cheek and kept it in place, forgetting about it as your eyes curiously watched Felix.
“Let’s see how those pretty tits of yours bounce.”
He pulled up your shirt and forced it over your head, carelessly discarding it to the side and out of your view. His hands pulled the cups of your bra down and let your breasts spill out. You weren’t sure if it was the heat of the moment or the cool air on your chest but you could feel your nipples respond and harden. He seemed to just admire you for a moment as he watched you get fucked.
His hands came up and cupped your breasts, gently kneaded the flesh as Yeosang was in his own little world behind you. The dynamic of the two using you in different ways caused a moan to slip from your lips.
“Yeah?” Felix gave a sly smirk at the sound. “See, that’s why I gave it to you. Need something fun to gag you with so you don’t ruin our good time by being loud. As much as I'd love to hear just how loud you can get, I think the cops might kill the mood."
His fingers found your hardened nipples and tugged on each one. A whimper left you and you knew your façade of being collected was falling apart. Yeosang had shifted his angle to hit just the right spot. Mix those thrusts with the continuous teasing Felix was doing to your nipples, you could feel your core tighten as an orgasm started to build. Yeosang was lightly panting behind you as he spoke.
“Who would have thought all you needed was a good fuck to get you to behave?”
“Because you’re a good girl, aren’t you? Just falling apart because you need it, don’t you? You like being used and providing pleasure.” Felix chimed in as he leaned closer to your trembling lips. There was no response from you, you were too lost in the sensations. All you could do was keep eye contact with Felix and hope he could read your face. Your poor clit just needed to be touched.
Thankfully, Felix seemed to read your mind as one of his hands released a nipple. He quickly licked his fingertips before slipping them between your legs. Your eyes fluttered shut as the pads of his fingers started to rub in a circle over your clit. You shuddered lightly but forced your legs back in place. Now you were literally falling apart from the pleasure. What sounded like an attempt at a word left your mouth and you could feel Yeosang lean closer to you.
“You’re not making any sense, what do you need? Does my little kitten need to come?” His voice was a deep growl with a hint of a taunting attitude.
You nodded, feeling drool fall from your mouth as you rolled the lollipop across your tongue and over to your other cheek.
“You’re drooling all over yourself. What a mindless little bitch.” Felix was quick to comment upon seeing the drool, his smirk only growing more devilish.
“Please.” Your eyes opened as you tried to speak again. You knew your voice was garbled, especially with the lollipop tucked in your cheek. “Please let me come.”
“I don’t know if you’ve earned it, princess. You were such a brat earlier...” Felix’s fingers picked up their pace and another tug on your nipple had you squirming. “What do you think? Should she be allowed to come?”
“I’ll allow it.” Yeosang's hips were now relentless in their movement in response to your writhing against him. “Come on my cock then, slut.”
The permission was all you needed. Your thighs trembled as pleasure washed over you from head to toe. Neither of the two let up their actions as you lost yourself. You were truly on cloud nine as your orgasm hit, your velvety walls clenching around Yeosang’s cock as you could hear how wet you had become. You were sure your fluids were dripping onto your clothing at this point but that wasn't your concern at the moment.
“Ah, fuck.” Yeosang’s groan was loud as you bucked back on his cock to ride your orgasm out. “Gonna come.”
Sure enough, he buried himself to the hilt and you could feel his hot seed fill you. Felix took a step back to watch you continue to quiver and tremble as you came down from your high, part of you thankful his touch had stopped. You knew you couldn't handle the overstimulation. You could feel Yeosang let go of your hands and you reached for the support beam to hold yourself up. Felix cupped your chin and forced you to look at him, a commanding tone in his voice as he spoke.
“Don’t let any of his cum leave that pretty pussy of yours.”
You nodded in response and Yeosang slowly pulled out of you. You glanced back to see him tuck himself back into his jeans as he tried to catch his breath. Both of you were drained, but you still had Felix to please. You were excited, to say the least. You wanted to see how differently the other would fuck you, knowing you'd be cursing yourself for being in this position if your better judgment hadn't left you when you slipped under the bleachers.
Felix wasted no time ducking under the beam and moving to be behind you. A hand found the small of your back to press you forward once again as the tip of his cock found your folds. With ease, his cock slid right in with a rather loud squelch. You moaned at the thought of Felix fucking Yeosang’s seed back into you, wondering why you were even into that in the first place. Was your mutual hatred really just a good cover for desire?
“Yeah, my dirty cum slut enjoying that? I bet you feel so full, don’t you?” Felix's voice was deep and smooth, playing through your ears like a dirty melody.
There was another nod from you and you watched Yeosang appear in front of you. His face was stoic, watching your fucked out expression as Felix began to fuck you with the same aggression he had. You let out a gasp as you felt a sharp smack against one of your breasts. The stinging dissipated but another smack quickly followed. Felix was quick to comment on the noise but Yeosang simply gave an additional strike on the other breast. He followed up with a soft caress on the skin of your breasts.
“Just wanted to check. You're just full of fun kinks aren’t you?” You weren't sure if he was teasing or not, your mind still too foggy to process anything. You didn’t respond, but the smirk that found its way on his face told you that you didn’t need to. He leaned forward and his lips found your nipple, sucking on the bud as he toyed with the other with his fingers. You groaned and your knuckles turned white as you gripped tighter to the metal beam. The pleasure was beginning to build again. You wanted, no, you needed to come again. You started to buck back to meet Felix’s thrusts to try to build that pressure once more.
“Go on princess, touch yourself for me. I know you want to.” Felix spoke through huffs.
Your fingers found your clit and you started to please yourself. Once again all the sensations you were experiencing were quick to flood you. Yeosang’s wet, hot mouth alternating on your nipples, the buzz as you circled your swollen clit, and the rough thrusts from Felix were too much. In no time at all, you were falling apart as you came a second time. You didn’t care if anyone walking by heard you as moans left you, everything felt heavenly. You could almost pass out from it all.
“Fuck, princess.” Felix groaned as he stilled inside of you for a moment. “You’re a fucking vice when you clench around my cock like that.”
“I know right? So desperate to be filled with cum.” Yeosang responded, giving you a much needed break from his stimulation on your nipple.
“Do you want that?” Felix had snaked an arm around you to pull you against his chest, your head leaning back to catch his gaze the best you could. You were still hazy from your orgasm, but you moved your hips back to hopefully drop the hint for him to keep fucking you. His voice was husky as he started to move again. “One more. Give me one more orgasm and I fill you up. I wanna feel that pretty pussy clench around me as I come.”
You were unsure if you had the energy to continue, but you were willing to try. You replied with a needy "Yes, sir." Felix let his hand fall back to your hip and you instinctively bent forward to give a better angle for both of you. A hand of yours came forward, placing it on Yeosang’s chest for support. Felix was quick to pick up his momentum and you struggled to keep your moans quiet.
Before you had the chance to bring your hand back to your clit, Yeosang’s fingers had slipped between your legs, a smug look on his face as he started to circle it. His touch was surprisingly gentle but clearly determined to help please you. There were no snarky comments from him now, he seemed to be enjoying the entertainment of the sight in front of him. Your eyes shut and you were simply reveling in the moment. You were quickly teetering on the edge of an orgasm already.
“That’s it, fall apart on my cock. Be a good girl and come with me.”
A curse left your lips as your third orgasm hit you. You grabbed a fistful of Yeosang’s shirt as your body shook with the waves of pleasure reaching every inch of your body. Felix’s nails dug into your hips as he held his cock deep inside of you as you felt his cum spill into you; you swore it would overflow if you moved at all. His moans joined yours as you two enjoyed the respective highs.
Felix remained inside you as you both attempted to collect yourselves. Your eyes opened as Yeosang’s hand pulled away from your clit but remained in front of you, knowing he was the main reason you were still standing as you clung onto him. You were now wondering if you’d make the trek home after all this. You were spent, only half-listening to the praises from both men as they went on about how good you had been for them. If only you had more energy you’d give Yeosang shit for his kind words, the fucker always seemed like he was incapable of saying anything other than insults. Though now you were certain you had at least an ounce of blackmail on him.
Through your haze, one of the statements from Felix caught your attention, your head perking up.
“You’re gonna keep that mess in there for me. I want you to enjoy that trip home and don’t you dare spill a drop. You’re not gonna disappoint me and let it ruin those pretty panties, right?” Your eyes widened but you quickly agreed to do so. You were able to respond better now that the damn lollipop had dissolved, nearly forgetting it had been tucked in your cheek this entire time. Felix reached around you to pull the candy out of your mouth before popping it back into his. You could've laughed at the action, but Felix distracted you as he pulled out of you. His fingers fixed your underwear and helped you get your shirt back over your head. You began to fix your clothing as he lifted his own jeans back up, buckling them with a series of metallic clinking sounds. As you wobbled a bit, Yeosang grabbed your hand and gently guided you down onto his lap as he sat on the ground.
"Here, why don't you rest for a minute?" His voice had a tinge of care in it that you had never heard before. You expected it from Felix perhaps, but definitely not Yeosang. Something about the entire ordeal had softened him a bit and you wished you had the heart to lay into him about it. "Ah, I think your shirt got a little wet, aren't you cold?"
"Good job genius, you threw my shirt in a puddle." You sighed, feeling the water soaking through the fabric as you shot Felix a playful glare.
"You act like I was paying any attention to where I threw it." He joked, pulling his hoodie off and offering it to you. "It's too cold to walk home like that. Take that wet shirt off and just wear my hoodie."
As you tossed the soaked shirt to the ground, Yeosang gently raked his fingers down your back, making you straighten up almost immediately. He scoffed at your posture change, a smirk playing on his lips once more.
"Such a good girl, so well trained. I think you'll be the most interesting one we've dated yet." Of course they came as a packaged deal, they always had. But for some strange reason, you weren't opposed to the idea of dating either one of them, let alone both. Maybe you were all too much alike for you own good.
"So cute, I could just.." Felix cooed as you pulled on his hoodie and pulled the hood up, wrapping yourself in the warmth and scent. He held his phone up, snapping a candid picture of you buried in his hoodie while happily perched on Yeosang's lap. This was quite the contrast to what had just happened, but doms were only doms when the situation called for it. Deep down you knew they had to be softies, why else would they try to be so mean?
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[10:00am, first round qualifiers]
Watching your boys fly through their qualifiers gave you a sense of pride. Previously, you would've watched with disgust or chosen not to even watch them at all. Leaving the anger behind you was a relief, allowing you to enjoy the way people cheered them on. They were both incredibly skilled, but you were still determined to beat them even if it wasn't out of spite anymore.
As you waited for your qualifier, you figured you must be towards the bottom of the list. Resting comfortably between Yeosang's legs as he draped his arms lazily over your shoulders, you watched Felix record short videos for his YouTube channel. A few of the regulars from the skate park were exchanging confused looked, pointing in the direction of you and your boyfriends.
"Didn't she just bust his lip yesterday?"
"Man, I heard they're into some freaky shit. Don't judge." You snorted at the commentary you overheard before the loudspeakers crackled. Your name was on the list being read off for the next group to prepare for the qualifiers. Yeosang gave you a light shove, pushing at your back until you finally decided to stand up with a groan.
"Don't complain about being tired. Last night was your idea." He joked, raising an eyebrow at you.
Finally it was your turn to qualify. As your name was announced again over the loudspeaker, you could hear Felix yelling and cheering louder than anyone else. Looking over, you could see Yeosang beside him, head in his hand as he tried to act like he didn't know the excited Australian. As you flew through your flips and tricks, both boys watched you with proud expressions.
"She's not even that good, everyone just likes her because she's a girl." Someone beside Yeosang commented, looking over at the black-haired boy. Apparently they had missed the memo, thinking they were going to get a laugh out of him but instead were met with a sneer. Yeosang reached over, shoving the boy off the bleachers and straight onto his face.
"Anyone else have commentary to share?" Felix asked the crowd of people around them, laughing at the boy on the ground. When he was met with silence, he nodded.
After successfully qualifying, you returned to your spot on the bleachers to wait for the elimination rounds to begin. Yeosang had walked off to fill your water bottle for you while Felix greeted you with open arms, pulling you into a warm hug. You caught sight of the boy on the ground, who was now sitting up and complaining wildly to his friends.
"What happened to him?" You questioned. Felix looked over, a smirk on his face as he picked the boy up by his shirt and presented him to you.
"Go on and tell the pretty lady what you said about her." He urged, giving him a shake.
"I... um... you..." The boy stuttered, looking at you with wide eyes.
"Oh come on, I'm more reasonable than these two. Just tell me what you said." Your voice was sweet, but Felix knew better. This was a trap.
"I... well, I said that people only like you because you're a girl."
"He also said you weren't good." Felix followed up, smiling at you as he knew exactly what was about to happen.
"Oh, well maybe you should have the balls to back up your attitude if you're gonna have one behind my back." After pretending to inspect your nails for a moment, you looked up with a bored expression before placing a right hook straight to the boy's nose. "See to it that he never crosses my line of sight again, would you baby?"
"Oh, my pleasure." Felix responded as he dragged the boy away from the bleachers, throwing him onto the sidewalk nearby. Yeosang had returned just in time to watch you break someone's nose, his eyes wide with surprise as he spoke.
desc: y/n isn't too happy her dad marrying so soon to his fiancée. at least she as her childhood 'friend', hyunjin be her side.
warnings: SMUT!, unknown feelings of abandonment, dad is a cunt to hyunjin, reader being unsure ab dad's whole relationship, talks of boners, hyunjin being horny for the reader, dry sex, unprotected sex, dirty talk, oral(f. receiving), praise kink, mirror kink/sex, slight hair pulling, creampie, small scene of aftercare
wc: 10.5k+
a/n: I'm finally done with my hyunjin fic! man this a big boy. but I hope you enjoy it! I honestly so proud of myself for writing 10k words.
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you can't be serious right?" I asked last night. hearing the news that they were getting married. my dad put down his fork, "Y/N, I'm being very serious right now. we talked about it, getting married is our next step." he said. "you guys have been dating for what- five months. I hardly know her still, I don't feel comfortable with this." I said, standing up from the table and so did my dad, as his new fiancée just sat there. "Y/N, this is something that is happening. you can't just run away from everything." my dad said loudly, as I turned to leave the dining room, "I need to clear my head." was the last thing I said before going to my room.
a few days after my graduation from college, my parents got a divorce, it was mutual and came out of nowhere. my mom told me to stay with dad so I wouldn't have to move so much stuff, which was the wrong choice. the last day I saw her was when the court finalized the divorce and that same day she got her stuff and said goodbye to hyunjin and his family. I stayed in my room and watched from the window as she left. I never saw her again, no calls, no texts, no visits. like she forgot about me, that hurt so much.
it was just me and my dad in the house, till his new girlfriend, marilyna, moved into our house. she's okay, made my dad happy and all but everything was happening so quickly…and suddenly he started to change. instead of being the man I once looked up to as a kid with big smiles and lame dad jokes, he was more cold, blunt, and rarely ever smiled- especially to me.
so many thoughts and questions were running through my head, especially ones about my mom. thinking of how I should have just left with her. everything was interrupted by a call from my phone. I pulled it out of my pocket and saw hyunjin calling me. why would he call me now? can't he see I'm having a moment. I sighed and looked at his name for a second.
hyunjin and I have been neighbors since we were little. our parents being best friends, having kids around the same time. most people would think it to be great. one couple could watch the kids for the night as the other had a date night and vice versa. we were only 'friends' because of our parents. as little kids, we enjoyed each other's company. playing tag, hide and seek, doctor, you know the basic kid stuff. nowadays, I wouldn't call us friends, but we are always there for each other. as we got older, hyunjin looked more like the bad boy stereotype, though he wouldn't hurt a fly, maybe sass someone off but that's about it. I was just the same me, just much older who lives next door. my dad hated the way hyunjin turned out and always nagged my mom about it.
the years of middle school and high school came and went, I went to college to pursue what I always wanted and hyunjin…I really didn't know where he went for the first 2 years of college. I didn't find out until I went to get my first tattoo and found him working there. he was the one who did my tattoo as we talked about what we did over the years. hyunjin said he still lived with his family but he was rarely ever home. at the time he was still an apprentice, but he loved putting art on people, especially his art.
I rolled my eyes and swiped to answer the phone. "yes hyunjin?" I said in an annoyed tone. "you alright?" he asked. I lightly shook my head, "yes, I'm fine. why did you call?" I asked as I looked at the pictures of memories on my wall. "are you sure you're fine, because you've been pacing for the last 3 minutes." he said. I stopped what I was doing and looked out my window- where the blinds were halfway up, to see hyunjin sitting at his desk…that was right in front of his window. I sighed, mentally face palming my head, as I looked down for a second. looking back up, my eyes met with his. "I was just told some news I didn't really like." I explained as simply as I could.
he put down the pencil he was holding, "wanna enlighten me of what it is?" he asked. I walked closer to the window, "my dad's getting married to marilyna really soon." I explained a little more. "haven't they been dating for 3 months?" he asked with a weird face. "5 months if you don't include the one month they met." I said. "how soon is the wedding?" he asked. "no wedding per say, but they are going to the courthouse to get it legalized." I said as I remembered what my dad told me. I pulled over my chair and sat in front of the window.
"I mean, don't get me wrong. I do believe you can fall in love with someone in a short time and be engaged…but marriage to me just seems kinda soon, in my dad's case anyway. like if they were to get married in the next few months to a year or so. I would probably understand more." I rambled as I placed my hand in my hair to play with it. hyunjin leaned back as he nodded his head. though he was far away, I could see the glint in his eyes. a look I knew too well. "what's your idea?" I said in a monotone voice.
"I think you need a drink."
I knocked on the back door for hyunjin to let me in. I wrapped my hands around my bare arms, trying to warm myself up. I didn't think it would be so cold, boy was I wrong. a few seconds later, hyunjin unlocked the door and opened it wide. I stepped in and slipped my shoes off. hyunjin motioned his head to follow him to the kitchen.
"you're sure we aren't gonna wake your parents?" I asked, as I sat on the breakfast bar. "oh I'm sure." hyunjin said with a laugh. "why'd you say it like that?" I asked, followed by a loud moan. I snapped my head to their door then back to hyunjin with wide eyes. "yeah, they still go at it like wild rabbits. they’re still so in love with each other." hyunjin said, opening the freezer. he pulled out a full bottle of hard liquor I didn't know the name of and grabbed two shot glasses, placing them in front of me.
he opened the lid and poured one for each of us. he slid me one and grabbed his own. I looked at him and brought the drink up to my lips, throwing my head back. the liquid felt like fire hitting the back of my throat. I placed the glass back on the table. "jesus, it's fucking strong." I said as I made a face. hyunjin finished his shot, making the same face. "yeah." he forced out. I was about to say something when a loud smack followed by another moan. "can you guys be a little more quiet!" hyunjin yelled. "are they always this loud?" I asked. "yep, usually they warn me, but tonight they didn't." he answered simply. it makes sense why he's rarely home.
"anyway, what are you gonna do about the marriage?" he asked, leaning on the counter. "I can't stop it. it's gonna happen, whether I like it or not. I just hope my dad is making the right choice." I said, looking down the empty glass. "how do you feel about her?" hyunjin asked as he poured me another shot. "I haven't really hung out with marilyna since she works. a lot. which isn't bad, she does really well with her work. it's clear that she loves her job. we just haven't had the time to fully get to know each other. what most girls would call, a 'girls day'." I said, bringing up my fingers to do air quotes. hyunjin laughed at that, "ah yes, the classic 'girls day', that's always the best way to get to know a person." hyunjin said with a smile.
as the minutes continued, hyunjin kept pouring till the bottle was about halfway empty. "I think that's enough for tonight." he said, slapping the top back on and placing it back where he got it from. I nodded to agree as I felt slightly tipsy. he turned back to me and laughed. "not used to strong alcohol?" he asked with a smile. "yeah, not much of a drinker but a drink every once and awhile is good." I said, stretching my arms above my head. "understandable." hyunjin said with a yawn. I’m sure he hasn’t rested in awhile, spending most of his nights at the tattoo shop.
"okay, well I'm going to go and let you get some sleep. I need some myself." I said, standing up. hyunjin nodded as he followed me to the back door. once I was ready to go, I looked back and gave him a smile. "thanks for tonight." I said, before stepping out and heading home. "goodnight." I heard him say out the door. "night!" I yelled back.
I woke up to the sun in my eyes, being bright as ever. "fuck you sun." I mumbled as I got up from my cozy bed. how dare the sun interrupt me and the lovely dream I was having, though I had already forgot what it was about. I think it was something about john cena and dodge ball, eh. I pulled the curtains closed and went to lay back in my bed. I sighed as my head hit the pillow and closed my eyes. I was halfway asleep when I heard a small knock on the door. "yes?" I said, not moving. the door opened and followed by the sound of someone walking in my room.
once the door was closed, I felt someone sit on my bed. I turned my head and opened my eyes to see marilyna. "hi." she said with a small smile. she was already ready for work. "hi." I said in a tired voice. "I want to talk to you about last night. is that okay?" she asked. I nodded my head as I rubbed my eyes. "I know that what was said was a lot to take in for you. I understand what you mean by feeling uncomfortable and not knowing me well enough. which is my fault since I work a lot and not really trying to get to know you or being busy with your father, basically neglecting you. my mom did the same thing when she divorced my dad and married the woman she loved." marilyna said, playing with her fingers. I sat up so I could give her my full attention, wanting to hear her out.
"I was only 13, they dated and got married faster than me and your father have been together. I was angry and confused about why she did it so fast. I couldn't understand how you could be someone so fast and easily get married to that person you've barely known and even haven't lived with them yet. I knew my mother was happy with her wife. it took me years to accept everything, till I was already living out of their house." she said, looking at the wall now.
"I didn't fully understand till I met your father. everything seemed to fall in place, like I met my best friend, my soulmate. I know it sounds cheesy, but it's true. I love your father dearly, I know you see that. I don't want you and I to end up like what happened to me and my step-mom. I want to build a relationship with you, if you'll let me." she said, turning her head to me. I thought about what I was going to say, I couldn't think of an answer so I looked at my hands. "my next day off from work is saturday. if you'd like to get to know each other some more, I would love that. you don't have to tell me now, just let me know okay." she said, standing up.
"okay." I said, nodding my head. she smiled at me before checking her watch. "I gotta go, I'll see you later." she said, opening the door and exiting my room. once my door was closed, I took a deep breath and fell back onto my bed. I know I should get to know her, but i don't think that would help me accept them marrying so soon. even more thoughts entered my head, making me more confused and less sleepy. "dammit." I said, sitting back up and reaching for my phone.
I opened messages and scrolled down to click hyunjin's block. I sent him a message about what happened. I saw he immediately read my message and began to type.
me: so my marilyna just left my room after talking to me ab last night. she wants to get to know me this saturday and told me a little ab her backstory.
hyunjin: omg! the girls day you talked ab is happening, so happy for you!
I could just hear the tone and laughter through the text, making me roll my eyes.
me: omg, you're so funny!
me: but should I really do it? yeah, I get to know her more but would that make me feel better ab them getting married so soon.
hyunjin: i really can't answer that for you, miss y/n. you won't know unless it happens.
hyunjin: call you later, if you want, rn I gotta finish this tattoo design.
with that I sent him an okay and clicked the power button on my phone. I won't know unless it happens. that is true. I closed my eyes and thought about what was going to happen saturday. if I agree to it, I hope it goes well. I checked the time on my phone as I plugged it back up. I had 4 more hours to sleep till I had to get ready for work. I got comfortable under my blanket and rested my eyes, awaiting for sleep to take me once more.
I woke up to the sound of my alarm going off. I shot up from my sleeping position with wide eyes. I rubbed my eyes and reached for to turn off my alarm. I pushed the covers off me and got out of bed. I grabbed my work clothes I always have laid out and headed to the bathroom. I turned on the water and stripped off my nightwear as the water was warming up.
after I was done with my shower and dressed for work, I braided my hair down. I checked the clock on my phone, I had to leave in four minutes. I pushed my phone into my pants and ran back to my room, grabbing my wallet and keys. I rushed down the hall and to the front door. "leaving for work?" I heard my dad say. "yeah, if I don't go now, I'll be late. later!" I yelled out the door, closing it behind me. I unlocked my car door and hopped in. my car was pretty old, so I have to give her time to warm up. I put the key in and let her do her thing for a minute. I turned on the radio so I wouldn't be in complete silence. I put the car in reverse and pulled out of the driveway.
okay let's go to work and get this day over with.
lunch break at work was the time to catch with my co-workers after not seeing them at all last week. we walked into the break room as we laughed at a joke someone said. we sat down and pulled out food from the takeout bags. there were four of us at our table, like usual. there was lee felix, kim seungmin, shin ryujin, and me. we formed a click as we all started working here.
I knew ryujin because she was my dorm mate in college and was majoring in the same thing. we became really close because of our love for wanting the same career. seungmin and I met each other in a coffee shop. technically, I ran into him. he was the one to tell me that his workplace was hiring new interns, basically helping ryujin and I get this job. felix was the person I was shadowing while I was an intern. he had been working there for 2 years before me.
we all became close very fast and it made me feel like I was in high school again. hanging out with my friends, just having a fun time.
"y/n, are you not going to eat?" ryujin asked, nudging my shoulder. I looked at her then back at my food. "yeah, just got lost in my head that's all." I said, taking a big bite out of my meal. seungmin looked at me with raised his eyebrows. I swallowed my bite and wiped the corners of my mouth. I told them all about last night and what happened this morning.
"you should definitely hang out and spend time with her. you always keep your mind open, why should this be the thing you close you mind to?" felix said, seungmin agreed with him by nodding. I shrugged as I took another bite of food. "don't know." I said, my mind was conflicted and genuine indecisiveness. "do it, y/n. what's the worst that could happen?" ryujin said, placing her hand on my shoulder. "you're just getting to know her, maybe have lunch together or go shopping." ryujin said. I looked down at my food, pushing my food to felix as I wasn't in the mood to eat anymore. I laid my head down in my arms.
felix is completely right. I'm always so open-minded and willing to talk but this. it felt different, a feeling I never really had nor could I explain. why am I being like this? I kept repeating in my head. why can't I just get to know her like any other person? it's just woman, who's engaged to my dad, that I should get to know. it should be easy. it would make my dad happy. no matter how many pros I made in my head, I still felt undecided. I want to try but not at the same time. why! I felt my anger rise at my own self, angry tears started to form.
"y/n." seungmin called out. I looked up at him as I wiped my tears away. "if it upsets you this much, try talking to your dad." he said. "oh yeah, so he can just yell at me again." I said, almost slamming my hands on the table. felix, who was still eating, jumped at the sudden sound. "sorry lix." I said as we made eye contact. I took some deep breaths. "okay, we can tell this upsets you, so let's not talk about it anymore. plus our break is over now." ryujin said, looking at her phone. "30 minutes is not enough to eat my food." felix said with his mouth full. "too bad, so sad. let's go." seungmin said, patting him on the shoulder before standing up.
I had four more hours before my shift was over. I sighed, knowing the next hours were going to go by so slowly. I followed my co-workers out of the break room.
true to my thought, the hours went by so slowly. sighing every 5 minutes or so. passing multiple clocks, checking the time each time. my thoughts were so occupied that I almost messed up one of the more major emails- but I quickly noticed it before I hit the send button. for the last hour, I sat in my mini office, doing emails. once I had finished the last email for the day, I logged out of my computer and stretched my arms over my head. time to go home I said to myself, picking my belongings and out the office to clock out. ryujin was waiting for me, like always.
“I’ve been standing here for two minutes, babe. you need to learn how to walk faster.” she said, pushing herself off the wall. “I’m sorry your royal highness, but you need to learn patience.” I answered back as I clocked out. “come on.” I said as I looped my arm with hers. making our way out of the building. the sun was already setting, making the sky look beautiful as ever.
once I had said my goodbyes to ryujin, I walked back to my car and that was when I saw hyunjin, walking on the sidewalk. blond hair pulled back from his face, black pants, white sleeveless shirt, and jacket around his waist with black shoes.
"oh hey hyunjin." I called out, waving to him. hyunjin looking up with a shocked look, like he just came out of his thoughts. he turned his head in my direction and saw me. "hey y/n!" hyunjin said, waving back. I walked over to him "you okay?" I said, to which he nodded as an answer. I took a closer look at him and noticed the bags under his eyes. “you didn’t sleep any last night, did you?” I asked him. he looked down and sighed, “not really.” he answered. “are you headed or coming from work?” I asked, looking around was his car. I knew the shop he works at is down the block from my work place. “oh, heading home. my friend was going to pick me up but he got busy.” hyunjin answered. “you can just ride with me, I just got off work. come on.” I said, heading back to my car with hyunjin following.
we were on the road, some popular song playing on the radio, in silence for a while. hyunjin was the first to speak. “have you decided if you’re going to have a girls day?” hyunjin asked, looking at me. “I’ve thought about it, well I got frustrated when talking about it to my friends at work, but I still don’t know.” I answered. “felix said something like I’m always open-minded and that I shouldn’t close myself off to marilyna.” I continued. hyunjin nodded, “yeah, you’re super open-minded.” he said. “thanks.” I said with a slight laugh behind it. “you’re welcome.” he said, smiling at me. I pulled into our neighborhood street and saw her car in the driveway. “oh she’s home early.” I said, as I pulled into the driveway. hyunjin unbuckled his seatbelt as I parked and turned off the car. we both got out of the car and closed the doors. hyunjin called out to me as I started walking to my front door. “do it, talk to her.” he said, before walking away to his house. I nodded with a straight smile and continued to the door.
I entered my home and locked the door behind me. I walked into the kitchen and saw my dad and marilyna making food together. they didn’t even notice I had walked in. I just stood there as I watched it play out. marilyna put something on his cheek and laughed, but that didn’t last long. my dad tried to put some stuff on her nose, but she backed up and tried to run, but he grabbed her around her waist. big smiles and laughter filled the open space. I smiled at it, but it faded away with triggered a memory of my mom and dad from when they were together. I felt tears come to my eyes for the second time today, but I blinked them away as marilyna saw me.
“y/n, you’re home.” she said with a small smile as my dad quickly let her go and went back to cooking. “yeah, um. I’m just heading to my room.” I said, pointing before turning around to leave. “are you going to have dinner with us or you gonna leave like you did last night?” I heard my dad say in a bitter tone. I frowned at the tone and sighed. “I didn’t know if I’ll be awake so just put a plate in the microwave for me.” I said, walking to my room. I heard hyunjin’s words and said fuck it in my head. I turned back around and called out to marilyna. she whipped her head to me, “yes?” she said. “I’ll take you up on that offer.” I said, making her wide smile. “okay.” she said, nodding. I gave a small smile back and went to my room for the night.
once I was stripped out of my work clothes and into new pj's, I hopped into bed. I opened my phone and shot hyunjin a text.
me: I told her I’d do it.
hyunjin: did it hurt?
me: no…
hyunjin: then there’s nothing to be afraid of.
me: goodnight, hyunjin
I rolled my eyes at his text and plugged my phone into its charger. I rolled over in bed and made up ideas of what was to come on saturday. hopefully it won’t turn out bad and I found out something that I don’t need to know.
from making make the days I missed from last week and talking to ryujin and hyunjin a lot, the week went by faster than I thought. I woke up around 10am on the dot. I got up and left my room to find marilyna. I found her in the living room, watching a movie in her nightwear. “hi.” I said. she turned to me and smiled. “hey, you ready for today?” she asked, sitting up some. I nodded my head and I pulled at the hem of my shirt. “okay, did you have anything in mind of what you want to do? I was thinking we could go to the new store that opened next to my work, then once the pastry shop opens, we can go there.” marilyna said, nodding along to what she was saying. “umm, I- sure, I don’t really know at the moment but if I see a place could we go in?” I asked with unsureness in my voice. “of course. go get ready, I should be done in about 35 minutes.” she said, turning off the tv. I nodded and went back to my room to get dressed for the day.
after picking a random outfit at hardly ever wear, I grabbed my wallet, phone and a hoodie just in case. I looked at myself in the mirror and pushed my hair out of my face. “everything is going to be fine. you can do this. god, I sound like I’m going on my first date in middle school.” I said to myself. I left my room and went to the kitchen to wait. I played on my phone, scrolling through tiktok. marilyna walked in with her purse with my dad by her side. he went to give her a small kiss, but I looked at the ground. “have a good day girls. be nice to marilyna, y/n. love you honey.” he said. I took a breathe in and nodded at his statement. we put on our shoes and headed to marilyna’s car.
we arrived at the new store called ‘puzzled velvet’ with mannequins in beautiful outfits, in the windows. I opened the store’s door and let marilyna go in first. it looked small, but had lots of styles to choose from. we looked around in awe as an employee came up to us. they weren’t in a uniform, but instead in their own style of clothing.
“hello, welcome to puzzled velvet. thank you for coming, I’m one of the co-owners, my name is paris. we have lots to choose from- as you can see. is there anything specific you are looking for that I can help you with?” paris asked with a big smile on her face. “no, I don’t think so. we are probably going to look at a bit of everything in here.” marilyna said, looking at me. I nodded and gave paris a smile. “okay, if you find anything and have a question, just come find me.” paris said, about to walk away. “oh by the way, that part over there. is the owner's own work of clothes they've made." she said, pointing to a wall of clothes next to the register. "okay, thank you!" marilyna said.
we walked all over the store, pulling all kinds of things and putting them up to our bodies. making small talk here and there with jokes and laughs here and there. this day is going good so far, I thought- which made me smile. we took our time looking at most of the shirts and jewelry. marilyna picked up a hat and placed it on my head. ”looks good you on you.” she said. I turned to the mirror to see how it looked on me. it was a dark gray baker boy cap with a chain across it. “its cute.” I said, fixing my hair to look nice under the hat. I pulled out my phone and took a photo of me in it. “you should get it.” marilyna said as I pulled it off and put it back in its spot. “maybe next time.” I said with a smile. marilyna pulled out her phone and checked the time. “oh the pastry shop is open, let’s go.” she said, getting excited. we made our way to the exit and said goodbye to paris. “I hope you enjoyed our store, have a nice day.” she said with a wave goodbye. we got in the car and head to the pastry shop.
we parked right in front of the old building. the pastry shop has been here for years, redecorating ever so often. it's a family owned place, passed down for 4 generations. right now they still had valentines day décor up. marilyna opened the door for me as I was greeted by the swift of many different smells of deliciousness. memories from college entered my mind, 10pm visits with ryujin as we tried to rush to finish our work before 12am.
we made our way to the trays of food to see what she wanted. I came up behind her and saw my favorite pastry. ayda greeted us as she wiped her hands off. she's been working here since her parents owned it and now it belongs to her. ayda is in her mid 40's, always has her black fluffy hair pulled into a bun and a bright smile on her face. "good, working a lot." marilyna answered. ayda turned to me and smiled, "what about you, hun?" she asked. "I’m good, back at work after not being there after a week because of my old car breaking down on me." I said. "well, that’s good. now, what can I get you two?" she asked, grabbing a pair of gloves.
"I would like to try the apple cheese danish." marilyna said, ayda nodded and looked at me. "I'll get a blueberry-cream cheese pastry!" I said with a big smile before turning to marilyna. “she makes the best blueberry-cream pastries.” I said. "coming right up girls, you two go ahead and sit down." she said, waving her hand. we smiled and thanked her as we headed to find a place to sit.
"did you see her nails? they're so pretty" marilyna said as she slid into the booth. "yes I did, she does them herself." I said, placing my things next to me as I sat down. “oh really?” she asked, I nodded my head. “wow, that’s talent.” she said. “I agree.” I said. we sat there quietly as we waited, which wasn't very long. "okay here ya go." ayda said, placing the food in front of us, "and two shakes on the house for my regular.” she said, winking at me. “now don't tell anyone I said that." she said, slapping her hand on the table playfully and pointing to us, before attending to the other customers in the room. I took a sip of the shake and hummed as the flavor hit my tongue. "I thought this was taken off the menu." marilyna said. "it is, but I’ve been coming here for so long. she sometimes gives me things that aren’t on the menu anymore." I said in a hushed voice, before taking a bite of my treat. we ate our food in peace, just enjoying the aura of the shop.
as I took the last bite of my food, I looked up at marilyna. “what do you want to talk about first?” marilyna asked as she wiped off her hands. “I guess just the basics, just life things.” I said, sitting on my hands out of nerves. marilyna started with her birthday, to more in depth to her life, her favorite things, taking her time making sure I know her. we probably spent a good 2 hours going back and forth telling things about ourselves. then we got onto the topic of my father and them getting married.
“I know you probably think I am trying to take the mother role, that is not what I’m trying to do. I’m marrying for father because I love him, all I want from you is a friendship and support.” she explained. “yeah, I want everyone to be happy. it’s just really fast for me.” I said. “I understand.” marilyna said, playing with her fingers. “when is the date?” I asked. “two weeks from now, on thursday at 10am.” she answered. I nodded my head as I reached for my drink. “did you want someone to bring with you so you feel a little more comfortable?” she asked with her head tilted. “yeah, but I haven’t thought of who yet.” I said. “okay, well let’s head back home. I know your dad will get off work soon.” she said, I nodded in agreement.
on our way back home, I closed my eyes, feeling a little more at ease about them getting married. it’s just going to take some more time to be fully okay with it. I fell asleep on the drive back.
in the blink, two weeks had already passed. wednesday night, the night before the court date. I still haven’t found someone to go with me. ryujin and felix were too busy, seungmin said he could go, but an emergency happened and now he couldn’t make it. I sighed in bed, looking at the moon casting down dimming and lightening my room. I looked at the time and saw it was 11:30pm. it’s going to be a long restlessness night. I sat up and got out of bed so I could make some warm tea. that’s when I noticed hyunjin’s bedroom light on and blinds up. then it hit me, I had asked everyone but him. I grabbed my phone from the side table and called him. I watched from my window waiting for him to pick up the phone.
my eyes widened as hyunjin stepped out of the bathroom with just a towel on and wet hair. jesus, the was man built. I realized a long time ago, he was attractive but damn. I felt my cheeks reddened and my lower stomach twist in knots. hyunjin picked up his phone and answered it.
“hello y/n.” hyunjin said with his tattooed back to me. I don’t think he knew I could see him, I was standing in my room…in the dark. “I am enjoying the view hyunjin.” I joked. he turned around and came over to the window. “have you been standing there the whole time watching me?” he asked, running his fingers through his wet hair. “no, I just noticed your lights were on and called you.” I laughed out. “ah okay. couldn't sleep I’m guessing.” he said. “yeah, the marriage thing is in the morning.” I said. “oh right.” he said. it was silent for a minute. “do you want to come over?” hyunjin asked. “can I?” I asked back. “of course.” he said with a smile. why am I now just noticing how pretty his smile is. “they’re not doing like wild rabbits tonight?” I asked about his parents, making hyunjin laugh. “no, they’re asleep. now come over.” hyunjin said, ending the call.
hyunjin was now in clothes and we were just hanging out in his room, drinking the same alcohol from the last time. having conversations about our childhood, cracking jokes, and just having a good time. “man I miss our childhood.” I said, laying back on his bed. “same. god, what I’m about to say is so embarrassing but I think you’ll find it funny.” hyunjin said, covering his face. “what is it?” I asked, looking up at the ceiling. “you gave me my first real boner.” he said, giggling.
I busted out laughing, holding my stomach. “you don’t, wait, what!” I said. my brain couldn’t properly process what he said fully because of the drinks. “yeah, we were the only kids at the time, growing up together and seeing you grow into the strong woman you are now, it was hot for 15 year old me who had a crush on you.” he stated. “you had a crush on me?” I asked with warmth to my cheeks. “yeah.” he said, making eye contact with me. god, I didn’t care if it was me or the drinks but I wanted to kiss him so bad right then and there.
“do you still have a crush on me?” I asked, not moving. “have you ever had a crush on me?” hyunjin questioned back. “if I answer, will you?” I asked, he nodded as he moved to lean on his arm, laying down next to me. “yes I did and I think I still do, I’ve been so busy, I haven’t thought about it I awhile.” I said honestly as I felt warmth go to my cheeks. hyunjin smiled and fell back onto his pillow. I hit his shoulder before covering my face, “you gotta answer you doof.” I said, wanting to hide from him. he sat up and moved on top of me, caging me in his arms. “maybe, I don’t know.” he said with a smirk. fuck it, I’m kissing him. I brought my hands up his chest to his neck, wrapping them around and pulling his head closer to mine. yep, definitely the drinks are kicking in making me this confident. “why don’t you kiss me and find out.” I whispered, looking at his lips.
he slowly brought his lips to mine, pressing them firmly. I whined into the kiss as he laid his body weight onto mine. his lips were so soft and tasted like alcohol. “you don’t know how bad I’ve always wanted to kiss you.” hyunjin said pulling away. “keeping doing it till you feel satisfied.” I said, smashing my lips back on to his. he moaned into the kiss and bite at my bottom lip. I opened my mouth and allowed his tongue in. I moaned as he explored, wanting to remember every part of me. I felt hyunjin’s hands go down my body and open my legs, placing his crotch right on my core. he was wearing shorts and I was wearing leggings, I could feel his growing boner.
I rolled my hips up, wanting to feel more. my hands made their way down and under his hoodie. I felt him shiver at my touch. he kissed down my jaw and starting sucking at my neck where ever he could. “no visible marks, please hyunjin.” I whined out. hyunjin grinded against me, making me jolt. “just one baby.” he whispered, sucking harshly on my collarbone. never stopping our thrusts to each other. I felt the knot tightly up, I wrapped my legs around his waist to pull him closer. “harder, make me cum. please hyunjin.” I pleaded. he put more pressure, bring me closer to my high.
“oh fuck!” I said, throwing my head back. hyunjin lifted his head up and looked at me. “cum for me baby.” he said, those words threw me into my orgasm. “oh hyunjin!’” I cried, as my legs felt heavy. hyunjin held on to them and he kept pushing onto me, trying to reach his high as well. hyunjin started whining, trying not to break his pace. “gonna cum.” he said, pushing his head into my neck. the friction was over stimulating me, making me whine once again. he moaned loudly as he came in his shorts. he rode out his high with whines before fully stopping. I pushed my hand into his hair, rubbing his scalp. “fuck that was too good to be true.” he said. I laughed out, running my other hand down his back. we stayed in place, just enjoying what just happened.
just then I remembered why I called him in the first place. “will you come with me tomorrow?” I asked. “I can try. it’s such a late notice but I’ll see what I can do.” hyunjin answered. I nodded my head, understanding. “does this mean this is our first date as boyfriend and girlfriend?” I asked, with a laugh. “I don’t remember either of us asking the other out.” he said, lifting himself up. I rolled my eyes, “we literally just rubbed up against each other till we came like teens using pillows.” I laughed. “I’m waiting y/n.” hyunjin said, cupping his hand to his ear. I pushed him off me and rolled over. “go clean up and change your shorts.” I said, getting up to use the bathroom. “you can stay the night since you live next door.” he called out as I closed the door. “okay.” I said, with a big smile.
when I came back out, hyunjin was already in bed. I climbed in and snuggled under the warm covers. “your bed is so comfy.” I said, closing my eyes. hyunjin wrapped his arms around me, pulling me into him. “good to know.” he said, placing his head above mine with his chin on the top of my head. I quickly fell asleep to hyunjin’s breathing.
it felt like the day was moving so slow. I had already left hyunjin’s home and back to mine. we’re leaving at 9:30, and still had half an hour left. I already took a shower, put on my clothes and did my makeup. now it was just the waiting game. I was sitting in the living room by myself, watching tiktoks. hearing the clicking over heels, I knew it was marilyna. I looked over and saw saw how beautiful she looked. she was wearing all white, but instead of a dress- it was a suit. I remember she said he never really liked dresses, even when she was little.
“you look beautiful.” I said, standing up. “thank you.” she said with a bright smile. “are you excited?” I asked, trying to make small talk. “very, but also nervous! is your guest on the way?” she asked, going to the kitchen. “well I asked him, but I don’t know if he can make it.” I said, following her so she could here me. marilyna pulled out a glass and filled it up with water. “who did you invite?” she asked, bringing the drink to her lips. “hwang hyunjin, the one I grew up with.” I said. marilyna swallowed and nodded, “the one who’s the tattoo artist, the one your dad’s not too fond of anymore?” she asked with a sly smile. I laughed, “yeah, hopefully he can make it.” I said. “I hope so too.” she said.
“okay ladies, you ready?” I heard my dad say as he walked into the room. “of course.” marilyna said, hugging him. I felt my heart swell but break at the same time. at least he’s happy, I looked at how big my dad smiled. god, I missed seeing him smile like this. they let go of their hug so he could turn to me. “marilyna said you invited someone?” he asked. “yes, but I don’t know if he can make it.” I explained, making my dad nod. marilyna looked at her phone and saw the time. “it’s time to go!” she said, patting my dad on his chest. “let’s move then.” dad said.
we headed to the car and hopped in. as we got on the road, I texted hyunjin telling him we were headed that way. I watched out the window, looking at the scenery. today is a happy day, I reminded myself, though I still felt alone. I looked at my phone and hyunjin didn’t even see the text. I’m guessing he can’t make it, he would have responded. the car ride was thirty minutes, but felt like ten. we arrived at the courthouse in no time and parked. I walked beside marilyna as we headed inside. I guess she could feel my nervousness, because she rubbed my shoulder. “we’re gonna be okay, I promise.” she told me. I smiled at her as I followed along with them. I looked back to see if I could see hyunjin’s car, but no sign of him. I took a deep breath and prepared myself with sappy vows.
it was time. there was marilyna and my dad, standing in front of the officiant. I zoned out as they were doing everything, the words came back as mumbles. I knew they had gotten to the part where they said their own vows, my dad going first. I looked at the ground to regain focus, taking a deep breath. I looked back up as he finished with slight tears in his eyes. I felt tears spring to my eyes, I wiped them away as someone grabbed my hand.
I looked to my left and saw hyunjin. I stepped closer to him and brought my other hand to his bicep. “you made it.” I whispered to him, still facing the front. “yeah, I did.” he said, focusing on marilyna’s vows. I felt at ease with him being here. I only caught the last little bit of hers.
“as I have spent my whole life looking for my other half, I knew it was you from the moment we met. I promise that each kiss will be filled with more love than the last and that our days together will grow in love and devotion.” she said, with tears going down her cheeks as she held the ring to this finger. “today you will be my husband, but we will be soulmates forever. this ring I give to you as a token of my love and devotion to you. I pledge to you all that I am and all that I will ever be as your wife. with this ring, I gladly marry you and join my life to yours.” she finished as she placed the ring on him.
the officiant smiled, “by the power of your love and the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife! you may kiss.” they said. hyunjin and I clapped as they kissed. once they pulled away, they talked to the officiant a little. marilyna looked back at us and noticed hyunjin, giving him a wave. hyunjin nodded back as he mouthed congratulations. marilyna motioned us that we could leave the room, with that hyunjin pulled me out of the building.
“was it just me or did the whole room feel stuffy?” hyunjin asked with a laugh. “it’s called love hyunjin.” I said, bumping his shoulder. “oh right.” he said with a nod. I smiled and stood in front of him. he wrapped his arms around my waist. “but love is so cliché now a days.” he said, bringing his forehead to mine. “yeah totally.” I said, leaning up to giving him a small kiss. I laughed into the kiss before giving him a hug. “thank you for coming. you look nice by the way.” I mumbled into his chest. “thank you.” he said, pulling me out of the hug. “you look pretty as well.” hyunjin responded back, cupping my cheek. before he could kiss me again, the doors opened behind us- making us jump apart.
“it’s official!” marilyna said, holding the paper while holding my dad’s hand. “hyunjin, you’re the one y/n invited?” my dad asked as they got closer to us. “yes, I didn’t want my girlfriend to feel to many emotions by herself.” hyunjin explained, making my dad and I’s jaw drop. that little bitch. “you two are dating?” marilyna asked. hyunjin looked at me, pulling me to his side. “yes we are.” he said with a smile. good thing I had blush and makeup on or you would be able to see how red on cheeks were. I looked back at my dad, I could tell he was trying to hide that he was upset with happiness. “well, treat her right then.” my dad said, looking at hyunjin. “of course I will.” he said back. they stared at each other. “okay then, let’s go back home and go eat.” marilyna said, pulling my dad to the car. “you riding with hyunjin?” she asked me. “ah yeah.” I said, looking back at hyunjin, who nodded. “okay, we’ll meet you back at the house.” she called out.
hyunjin held out his hand for me to grab. “I thought one of us had to ask the other out.” I said, grabbing his. he laughed, “well y/n, will you be my girlfriend?” he asked as we got to his car. I brought my finger to my chin to think. hyunjin walked me backwards into his car to trap me. “just say yes to your big doofball.” he said, dragging his hands up to my waist. “yes.” I said, making him smile and lean in to kiss me.
I tilted my head up to deepen the kiss. I brought my hands up his chest and pulled at his suit jacket. he groaned, placing one of his hands behind me into the car. “don’t get too needy now baby.” he mumbled, taking his lips down my neck as I pushed my hips into his. I leaned my head into his, relishing the feeling of his lips on my skin.
he pulled away and took out the keys, unlocking the car. “let’s go eat.” he said, opening the passenger door for me. I hopped in, putting my seatbelt on as hyunjin closed the door and came to the driver’s side. “what’s are we eating?” he asked as he started the car. “it’s homemade pizza, just made for the occasion.” I said. “god, I haven’t had homemade pizza in so long.” he said, pulling out of the courthouse.
“so there’s no honeymoon for you guys?” hyunjin asked as he got a second piece of pizza, wrapping his arm back around me. “not, just time off work. from today to tuesday.” marilyna answered, leaning into my dad. “well my parents have a lakeside house if you guys would like, I can ask them if you guys go there for your ‘honeymoon’.” hyunjin said, holding up air quotes around the word honeymoon. “you would do that?” my dad asked, sipping his beer. “of course. plus I’m sure y/n won’t want to hear anything at night.” hyunjin laughing at me as my jaw dropped. “hyunjin.” I said loudly, slapping him on the shoulder. everyone laughed. “please ask them hyunjin, we would be very grateful.” marilyna said. “okay let me give them a call.” he said, pulling out his phone. he walked out of the living room to call them privately.
“so are you two really dating?” my dad asked, putting down his beer as his smile wiped from his face. “yes dad.” I said, giving him a weird look. “honey please. don’t start this today.” marilyna said, pulling away from him. “to me, it looks like you’re only dating him because you hated the idea of me marrying marilyna so to get back at me by you ‘dating’ the boy I don’t like.” he said, making me laugh. “I may have disliked the idea of this happening but there was no way of me stopping it. how is me actually dating hyunjin going to change anything? hyunjin as grown up next to us my entire life, you know for a fact how he acts. just like you told me when you first started dating marilyna: I’m happy so leave it, please.” I said, crossing my arms. a few seconds later, hyunjin came in.
“okay they said you can and congrats to you both.” hyunjin said, slapping his hands together once. “really? thank you hyunjin.” marilyna said, standing up to give him a hug as my dad huffed. they pulled away from the hug, “you’re welcome.” hyunjin said, pulling out his keys. he unclipped one of them and handed it to marilyna. “here you go, I’ll have y/n send you the address. you two go pack.” he said with a smile. marilyna ran back to the couch and dragged my dad to their bedroom.
“they’re going to have lots of fun, ya know.” hyunjin said, making me gag. “why must you put those pictures in my head, sir?” I asked as I faked throwing up. he laughed and pulled me onto his lap, sitting sideways. “you say that like we didn’t- you’d you put it? rubbing up against each other like teens using pillows last night.” he whispered in my ear before nibbling at it. I moved my head away and gave him a stern look. “wait till they are gone.” I said, pointing at him.
“oh, I get to take you on your childhood bed like 16 year old me dreamed of.” he said, in the daydream tone. “pervert.” I said, moving off his lap. “I bet you like dirty talk, huh baby?” he asked in a sexy way. “please stop before they hear you!” I said with red cheeks. “you’re not saying no.” he said with a smirk. “shut up you horny hot dog.” I said, pushing him. “that is no way to talk to the love of your life.” he said, placing his hand to his heart. “oh I’m sorry sweet pea.” I said, cupping his chin with a put to my lips. we both tried to hold in our laughter, but broke five seconds later.
“okay we are ready!” marilyna said as both of them entered the room again. I pulled out my phone and opened it up to my dad’s contact. I handed my phone to hyunjin so he could type the address in and send it to him.
“okay it’s sent. have lots of fun you two.” hyunjin said. they both laughed, as they headed out the door with us following behind them. “remember to lock the back door at night.” my dad said, helping put the two suitcases in the trunk. “I will.” I said, waving at them as they hopped in the car and left. hyunjin and I walked back into the house, closing the door behind me. just as I locked the door, hyunjin turned me around and pushed me against it. “we got the house all to ourselves.” he said, kissing my neck. my hand quickly went to his hand and pulled. “hyunjin.” I moaned. “you sound so pretty moaning my name, but I want you screaming it.” hyunjin said as he pushed his hand into my pants. I moaned as he rubbed my clit.
“bedroom.” I said as hyunjin brought his lips back up to mine. he removed his hand and grabbed my face, pushing his tongue in my mouth. I moaned as our tongues twisted together. I unbutton hyunjin’s jacket and pushed it off his shoulders. he brought his arms down, making the jacket fall to the ground. he placed his hands under my ass and squeezed before giving it a playful slap. I broke the kiss with a moan and placed my head on his chest. “did you like that?” hyunjin asked with a laugh.
I grabbed his hand and pulled him to my bedroom. I pulled my shirt over my head, leaving me in my bra and pants. hyunjin did the same with his shirt, joining my shirt on the floor.
I climbed on the bed as hyunjin joined me, pushing me under him. “so pretty.” he said, kissing my chest, with his hands going under me to unclip my bra. he pushed it off me and threw it in somewhere in the room. he groped both of my boobs as he put his lips to my nipple. “god, hyunjin.” I said, arching my back. he kissed down my navel and quickly got my pants and underwear off. he brought his head down to the place I needed him most.
“tell me what you like.” hyunjin, licking my juices. I moaned, bringing my hand down to his hair. “tell me baby, I want to make you cum properly.” he said, squeezing my inner thighs. “two fingers, all the way in. curling up with each stroke out. and put your tongue on my clit.” I said, brushing his hair out of his face.
immediately hyunjin pushed two fingers in and tested me, quickly finding my g-spot. I whined for him to pick up the pace, which he gladly did so. “you taste so good. I could eat you out for hours.” hyunjin said before continuing licking my clit in circles. I felt the knot building up quickly. “I’m gonna cum jinnie.” I slurred out.
“yeah?” he said, picking up the pace a little more. I moaned out, rolling my hips up. “oh fuck hyunjin!” I said as my orgasm hit me. “there you go baby. cream all of my fingers.” hyunjin said, slowly thrusting his fingers still. I clamped my legs close due to overstim. “fuck, I need to be in you so bad.” he groaned out, removing his fingers to take off his pants.
I slowly rubbed my clit to get myself ready again. hyunjin saw me playing with myself and wrapped his fist around his cock. a bead of pre-cum leaking from it, letting a wet sound enter the room as he dragged his hand up and down.
“what position do you like?” he asked, getting on the bed. “doggy.” I said, flipping over. “shit okay.” hyunjin said, pushing up to me. I looked up and saw my mirror and immediately made eye contact was hyunjin. “you like watching yourself get fucked, don’t you?” he asked, wetting his cock by dragging it over my entrance.
“yes jinnie.” I answered. he grabbed his cock and slowly pushed in, stretching my walls. my eyes rolled back, head lolling down as he kept pushing in. “eyes on me baby.” he said, gently grabbing the roots of my hair and pulling my head up. “don’t let go of my head then.” I laughed as he pulled out a little. “pace?” he asked. “start slowly and you’ll know when you’re fucking me good.” I said, making him smirk. he slowly pulled out and pushed back in, starting up his pace. hitting my g-spot perfectly, moaning at every thrust.
“oh hyunjin.” I screamed out once he got to the pace I liked. “like that baby?” he said. “yes, just like that. god, fuck. harder.” I said. I couldn’t think about anything, other than how good hyunjin was making me feel. “shit, you take my cock so well baby.” hyunjin said.
“such a good girl for me.” he continued, making me whine and clench around him. “my baby likes to be praised huh?” he said in a mocking tone. I nodded my head, not being able to say anything besides moan and whine. hyunjin leaned over me, hitting deeper inside me, screaming out his name as he did so. “good baby, scream my name for everyone to hear.” he groaned out.
“fuck I’m gonna cum.” I cried out, as my head fell back down. “you wanna cum baby?” he asked, kissing my neck. “yes please. please rub my clit.” I begged. “so nice of you to say please.” he said, bring his hand down. he rubbed figure-eight’s as he left hickeys on my collarbone. “oh fuck!” I screamed as I came all over him. “that’s my girl. yeah, that’s it. cream all over me.” he said, slowing down his thrusts. I fell forward and grabbed his arm, “don’t stop till you cum.” I told him.
he moaned at my words and picked up his pace again. “I want you to cum in me, jinnie.” I said. “fuck.” he cried out, sitting back up to hold on to my waist. “fill me up, please.” I cried as I felt tears spring to my eyes. “fuck I will. I’ll fill you up so nicely.” hyunjin said, closing his eyes. his fingernails dug into my skin, focusing on the pleasure. I clenched around him, making him cry out. “fuck I’m cumming baby.” he said.
“cum hyunjin, cum deep in me.” I said, looking at how fucked out he looked. “promise that you won’t waste a drop of my cum.” he groaned, making eye contact with me. “I promise. I just want to be full of your cum. please.” I said, with that he slammed his hips into me once more. staying in place as his warm cum filled me, making both of us moan. “such a good girl, taking all my cum.” he said, pulling out his cock before pushing in once more.
hyunjin slipped his cock out and pulled me up. my whole body felt like jelly and tired. “you did so good for me.” he said, wiping my stray tears away. I leaned into him and sighed. “did I fuck you that good baby?” he asked, I only nodded. “can we take a bath before I fall asleep.” I said. “yeah.” he said.
we laid in the warm bath as hyunjin playing with the bubbles he put in. I giggled as he made a beard with them. “I love you.” I said. I realized what I had said. “fuck I mean-” I didn’t get to finish as hyunjin shushed me with his lips. “I love you too. I have for a long time.” he said, nuzzling his head into my neck. butterflies fluttered in my stomach. I smiled as I leaned into him. I closed my eyes and thought about us and everything to come.
so maybe I do agree with marilyna. it felt right being in hyunjin’s arms, like it was home and meant to be. who would've thought the childhood friends would get to together. sounds like a story. a story just for me and hyunjin to write and finish when it comes to a close.
GENRE(S) | fluff, angst, crack, suggestive, slowburn, pining, (childhood) best friends to lovers, college au, badboy au
WORD COUNT | 16569
WARNING(S) | profanity, illegal racing, mentions of death, drugs, blood, injuries, sex and food, mentions of self hatred and sexual assault (the latter is just a small sentence that does not relate to the plot nor to any of the characters but is just a tidbit of information provided), daddy issues, heavy making out (towards the end), heeseung is a bad boy but he’s a complete softie with the reader
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AUTHOR’S NOTE | hello! i’m very excited to be posting this fic again :”) it was the first long fic i wrote and holds a special place in my heart. i hope you guys like it <33 and to those who are re-reading, i hope you enjoy it again LOL feedback is appreaciated!
Lee Heeseung was the kind of teenager everyone’s parents warned them to stay away from.
Notoriously known all over campus for drug dealing, gang fighting, participating in illegal street races and getting involved with the local police at least once a month, he was the poster boy for the term bad influence.
No one dared to mess with him.
His gang members—though ‘brothers’ would have been a better word to explain their bond—had his back at all times. Teamwork makes the dream work, they say. Well, in this case, teamwork made everything work. Together, they had everyone in the palms of their hands.
Jay, Jake and Sunghoon were the other three people nobody ever tried to mess with. They were equally dangerous and equally unpredictable. One minute, they’d be talking to you like a civil person, and the next, they’d be beating the crap out of you.
Dealing at parties, betting on races, getting betted on during races and being modern-day mercenaries (without the killing part because they weren’t that bad) were few of the widely known methods regarding how they earned their money and reputation. Having filthy rich families was just an added bonus.
Speaking of loaded parents, all four of them shared the same sob story. That was why they had connected with each other so easily. It was the typical father-loves-his-business-empire-more-than-his-son-and-often-forgets-he-has-one-so-the-son-gets-into-trouble-to-gain-his-father’s-attention bullshit.
The strategy worked for a while, but its unoriginality reduced its effectiveness remarkably over time. All their fathers stopped giving a shit after realising the plan their children had devised, and instead of personally dealing with whatever problem had been created by their attention-seeking offsprings, they began sending in people working under them to deal with it.
Too bad the four of them had already begun enjoying what had initially started as a game.
The odds of meeting not one, not two, but three people with such similar backgrounds at the same time were close to none—Jake had calculated, to everyone’s surprise, when they were hanging out with each other one day.
Fate, Heeseung had declared immediately after. It was fate that had led them to each other. To their brothers.
Based on these widely known facts about the quartet, one would come to the conclusion that they were a tight-knit group of nineteen-year-olds who cared about no one outside of themselves.
This conclusion, however, was only partly true.
Based on a lesser-known fact, all of them—Heeseung, most of all—cared about one other person. Rumour suggested Heeseung had once said he would tear the world apart with his bare hands if this person were harmed.
pairing ↬ rich!jay x fem!reader + fratboy!heeseung
synopsis ↬ Jay would do anything to make his parents proud. Prove himself as the successor to his dad’s firm, be top of his class, have the right friends, be the perfect son. So when his parents meet you at a fundraiser they’ve organized and think the two of you are dating, he has to get you on board with his stupid plan. Too bad you just happen to be his most annoying rival.
genre ↬ college au, rivals 2 lovers, fake dating - angst, fluff & smut - MINORS DNI (here is a sfw version if you’d rather read that)
warnings ↬ SMUT (virgin!jay & virgin!reader, oral fem receiving, dom-ish jay & dirty-ish talk, fluffy ass morning after), language, food, heeseung is an asshole, rich ppl slander
word count ↬ 23,493
a/n ↬ helloooo!!! im so excited to share this hehe, hope u guys like it! pls keep in mind that this is my first time writing smut so i did my best and am now just praying for the best lmao. also i usually have a perm taglist but bc this has mature content i wasnt about to tag minors in it lmao &&& if anybody comes for me saying this is exactly like my hoon fic bc its e2l ish and has fake dating u’ll be blocked /j
as always, likes & comments but especially reblogs & feedback are highly appreciated!!!! one of my fav parts of writing on here is knowing whether ppl like what i put out or not so its really important to me <333 enjoy !!!!
« Actually, I think what you just said is complete bull. »
Jay rolled his eyes for the thousandth time in an hour and a few sniggers were heard around the room.
Your tutor sighed and said in an exhausted tone, « Y/N, keep it polite, please. This is still a classroom setting. »
« Right, sorry. » You cleared your throat and sat up straighter. « I completely disagree with your statement, Jongseong. Just because a movie has young teenage girls as its target audience doesn’t mean it is completely insipid and has no value. If you look at Mean Girls, for example-»
Jay scoffed. « Oh please, you’re not actually going to use Mean Gir-»
« Ah, would you look at the time? Class is over, » your tutor interrupted. « You can all go home and ponder the riveting discussion Jay and Y/N led today. »
You were pretty sure you heard a general sigh of relief from your classmates. To be fair, you couldn’t really blame them: it was only the first tutorial of the semester for that course and Jay and you were already at each other’s throats, having something to say about every little thing the other proposed.
I woke up next to my fiancé. Seungmin and I have been together for almost four years and engaged for three months. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him and none other. We just recently got a baby cat, since I was allergic to dogs, but I had thought about having kids many times. Seungmin was the right one and I didn't want to waste any time.
It was the morning of the 24th December which meant it was Christmas Eve. Minnie and I would celebrate with his parents and then fly to my parents to LA on the morning of 25th. On the 29th we wanted to fly back to Seoul to spent New Year's Eve with our friends.
Quickly I got up and made breakfast. I cooked hard boiled eggs with bacon and toast. When everything was ready and set up I woke Seungmin up. "Baby, I made breakfast. We need to get ready and do the last shopping." I whispered and kissed his forehead. "You're amazing Y/N. I love you. How do I deserve you?" he answered tired and rubbed his eyes. Smiling I pulled him into the kitchen and we sat down. While we are we talked about what to get. I had already done the grocery shopping but we ordered a turkey at our local store. I was going to get napkins and decorations while my boyfriend would pick up the goose with the car.
I decided to shower after the shopping because I knew I would be sweating a lot even though it was December, and I had showered the previous night. I quickly brushed my teeth, got a little ready and threw on some clothes. Then I left the house.
When I got back the turkey was already on the kitchen Isle and Seungmin, Jisung and Hyunjin sat on the couch playing some game. "Hey Boys, shouldn't you be helping Minho and whoever you is your partner of the week? And thanks baby for picking up the turkey." I said to them. "We had a fight. Minho said I made too much chaos and told me to come back later." Jisung sighted, while Hyunjin was too focused on the game to respond to me. Minnie just gave me a quick smile before going back to the game. Minho and Jisung fought a lot the past weeks. Hopefully it will be better. Their Daughter was a little sunshine and I hoped she wouldn't notice her parents fighting.
Like every year I filled the turkey with fruits and nuts, like we used to do it in the US when I was small. Then I put it in the Oven while making the potatoes. It was already four PM when I made a little snack for me and the boys. Sometimes they were like kids and had to be taken care of. I made vanilla pudding as desert and put it in the fridge. After that I cleaned the entire house and set the table. As Hyunjin and Jisung left I turned off the stove and took a shower. While Seungmin took a shower I did my make up. It was almost everything red but the my inner eyeshadow, which was green. "Baby, everything will be perfect. Don't worry." My fiancé whispered and hugged me from behind. "Minnie, you're all wet." I laughed and stepped away from him. He only had a towel around his waist and his hair looked wet super cute. He was my little softie. "Thanks Babe, you're the best." I said and left the room.
I sat down on the couch and checked my messages. Soon our cat, laid down next to me and purred loudly. I texted all my friends a "Merry Christmas" Text and noticed it was almost seven which mean Seungmins parents would arrive soon.
The bell rang and Seungmin opened the door. "Honey, how have you two been?" his Mom shouted excited and engulfed her son in a long hug. "We've been good, what about you?" my boyfriend answered smiling and hugged his father. To not sat down and started eating and catching up.
When my parents in law had left we cleaned the whole kitchen. Tired I fell onto the couch and sighted exhausted. "Baby, you did so much today. Let me take care of you." Seungmin said smiling and kissed me. He carried me into our bedroom and let me down on the bed. He crawled on top of me and opened my dress. "Let me love you." He whispered into my ear and pulled down the dress. I helped him taking off his shirt and pants quickly. He got rid of my underwear and went down on me. I felt his tongue sliding between my tights. I threw my head back and arched my back. "Seungmin" I moaned loudly.
"Yes babygirl?" he asked smirking. He continued until I reached my orgasm. "Merry Christmas, babygirl." He laughed quietly. Grinning I pulled him back up and went on top. I stroke him a few times before sinking onto his dick. His hands were on my hips and I moved slowly. After a while we flipped and Seungmin pushed into me. He grabbed something out of the bed table and a few seconds later I had handcuffs on. Usually he was extremely shy but he was the freakiest person I know in bed. His pounds became more passionate and soon I had the usual feeling in my stomach. "Minnie, Baby I can't take it anymore." I muttered. He let out a little moan before I felt him twitch inside of me. I let go as well.
"You're so fucking hot Babe." The boy said and kissed my neck. "I love you, Seungmin." I replied. "I love you too Y/N. So much." He said it back.
The next morning was pretty hectic. We got on our flight to LA and stayed with my parents and siblings for some days. After that we got back to Seoul and currently I was doing my make up for tonights party. My eye fell onto something on the floor. "Chae why do you have a pregnancy test?" I asked my best friend, whose house we were at. "Uh.. I may be pregnant?" the red haired girl said and looked at the floor. "What? Chae! That's amazing!" Jisung shouted happily. "Be quiet, he doesn't know it yet. I still need to do more tests. I only did one." The girl said. "I'll run to the store and get some." The brunette offered. "Ji... could you take some for me too? I haven't been feeling well... and I should be on my period by now." I told him. "Oh my god! Yes, will be back in ten." He shouted and left.
I put on a short dark blue sparkly dress and black heels. When Jisung got back me and Chae took four tests. While waiting for the results we helped choosing a suit for Jisung. "It should be ready." I mumbled and looked at my best friend. She grabbed my hand Jisung looked at the tests without changing looks. "Tell us already!" Chae snickered impatient. "Both positive. You're going to be mommies." Ji laughed and showed us the tests. Crying I hugged my best friends. Chae was also crying and Jisung looked incredibly proud. "Now we should get going. Minho sent a text." Jisung told us. The Party was at their house but we got ready at Chae’s, because Minho expelled Jisung once again from their home.
I was dancing with Seungmin when it was 11:59. Everyone gathered outside. "Minnie, Baby... what are your wishes for the new year?" I asked my fiancé. "I want to start a family with you. Marry you and make you the happiest you've ever been." He answered smiling. "The wedding thing is done and making me the happiest I've ever been too." I said.
"Now we just need to start a family." He mumbled. We had talked about having kids many times. "Twenty seconds until 2020!" Chan shouted and everyone cheered. "Maybe we already did that." I started. "What do you mean?" he asked confused. "Ten, nine..." the crowed screamed. "I'm pregnant, Seungmin." I told him. "Really? No pranks?" he asked shocked and I nodded. "I-. I love you. I love you. I love you." He shouted and kissed me happily. Excited I pulled him over to Chae and her Boyfriend who were sharing their new years kiss. "Guess what. I'm becoming a dad. Y/N's pregnant!" Seungmin told our friend. "Oh my god, Congratulations!" Felix yelled excited. "No way! Chae’s pregnant too." her Boyfriend laughed and kissed her cheek.
Suddenly Minho coughed and caught everyones attention: "Jisung, I love you. I have loved you for so many years. And I can't imagines spending the rest of my life with someone else." Minho said to his boyfriend. Smiling Seungmin and I looked at each other. "Jisung, in you I found hope, love, sympathy and everything I needed. You're perfect. Perfect for me." Jeongin handed him a little Box and he got on his knees. "Han Jisung, will you marry me?" Minho finished. Jisung had visible tears in his eyes, smiling at his boyfriend. “Minho, I love you. I'm so happy I met you. I don't even know what to say right now." he laughed and cried at the same time. "Lee Minho, I would be honored to marry you.” Their daughter, who was in Changbins arms let out a laugh and pointed at her Dads. God, I was excited to have a child on my own.
I felt like my life has never been better. Chae was pregnant and engaged, Jisung and Minho were engaged and had a daughter and I was pregnant and engaged to Seungmin. My love, my hope and my future.
„Honey, are you ready?" I heard my boyfriends Voice through the door. "Just a second." I answered putting on matte Lipstick. I looked in the mirror where I saw a confident y/h/c wearing an elegant blue suit. I left the bathroom and saw my boyfriend Changbin tying his black platform converse. "You look stunning Babe." He complimented me as he finished. "Way too hot for not throwing you on the bed and making you scream my name the whole night." He whispered pressing his lips on mine. "You're horny?" I made fun of him. My hand went down his black trousers stroking him a few times before pulling away. "Why did you do that Babe?" he said complaining but I just laughed. "We need to go downstairs." I told him, grabbed my bag and left the room. Because I like to keep the house clean I put my shoes on downstairs. Chan, Seungmin, Jeongin, and Minho were already waiting. The Stray Kids boys decided to take us out on a fancy dinner. Ryujin, Lia and Chaeryeong were at the Studio for a meeting and we'd meet them at the restaurant. When finally Jisung, Hyunjin and Felix were ready we got into our cars and left.
Changbin was nervously shifting while driving the car and I looked at him confused. I looked down at him and saw a dent in his jeans. Luckily we were the only one in the car Changbin rent from our Entertainment. "Baby, do you have a boner?" I asked trying not to laugh. "It's your fault." He answered in a baby voice and tried to cover the tent. "You're gonna get some when we get home." He warned me and I smiled looking out of the window.
Binnie pulled up in front of a very fancy building where I already saw Yejis rented car. Chan had taken Sana out here once and also had ordered the table for us. My boyfriend intertwined our hands and led me into the restaurant. "Babe this looks so expensive." I whispered. Even though I was an idol myself, I didn’t really spend money on expensive things. I grew up appreciating everything I had, with my family barely making ends meet. Unlike Changbin I was new to the world of money. "Only the best for my baby." He answered quietly and I had to smile at him. I really loved him.
data-p-id=5c5dde2c75ef15c8e1fc5fd367773bb1,I sat between Felix and Yuna, in front of me Chan. We ordered our food and then started talking about several things. Since all of us just had recent comebacks we were to busy to even talk in the studios, so we had a lot to exchange. Also we spilled some tea which was quite funny. We ate our food and ordered dessert as well but Changbin seemed off. "Babe, can we leave?" he asked and I rolled my eyes. "I really enjoy being with everyone. We never do that." I argued. "I know but I really need you. Now." He tried with Dwaekki eyes.
His hand wandered from my thigh upwards. I put his hand back on my knee shaking my head. "Y/N, Babe, Baby." He whined kissing me softly. "Okay." I sighted.
"Hey Guys, Y/N and I are gonna leave. See ya'll tomorrow." Bryce told the whole table. "They getting to the business now." JIsung laughed and I smiled awkwardly. "Smash it hard bro." Felix shouted in english with his Australian accent, and a few people looked at us. "Shut it dickhead." I shut him up while Changbin "bro fisted" with him. I quickly said goodbye before heading to the car.
"Baby can't we?" Binnie tried to convince me. "No way! I'm not letting you do this. You rented this car and it was really expensive." I told him and sat down.
As we entered the big house Changbin threw away his keys and carried me into his shared room. "We have time, nobody is here." I tried to slow things down. "I know but I need you right now." He moaned kissing me roughly. He opened the zipper of the expensive suit and pulled it down. Together we fell on the bed and he crawled above me. He ripped my underwear off and put the blanket over us. There were only the green LED's so I didn't see much. "Baby, the underwear wasn't cheap." I complained but he shut me up slipping his tongue into my mouth. "I'll buy you a new one." He promised kissing my neck. "Baby please." He moaned as I teased him. I stroke him through his boxers and he pulled them down. I started jerking him off slowly. After a few minutes I began to suck the tip of his hard member. He lifted his hips and I felt him twitching in my mouth. "Babe, I'm gonna cum." He moaned and seconds later I tasted the white liquid. Bryce liked it so I didn't mind swallowing.
"Baby are you ready?" he asked and I nodded before he pushed himself in. "You're so tight." He moaned and kissed me desperately. "I heard the door." I told him but he just answered with :" I don't care" "faster." I moaned throwing my head back. "Changbin!" a moan slipped out of my mouth. "Louder Baby, scream it." He told me smirking. Changbin had a really big "daddy kink" and it was kind of funny. But I did what he told me because it makes him lose his mind. "Daddy!" I moaned into his ear. "Louder! So that everyone knows who makes you scream!" he shouted. He pounded into me hard and fast making me scream indeed. "Daddy!" I screamed and had the feeling the whole neighborhood heard me. "You're so hot." I moaned close to my climax. "Baby, I'm so close." I moaned arching my back. "On three." My boyfriend said. He counted and we let go at the same time. I felt him twitching inside me and our heavy breaths filled the air.
He rolled next to me engulfing me in a hug. "I love you Y/N" he told me and kissed me smiling. "I love you too Changbin." I giggled looking into his deep brown eyes.
My boyfriend Jisung was about to debut with his group. Today they had to record one of their pre-debut songs called "Spread My Wings". Jisung asked me to come with him because he was nervous. Since he drove with the boys, coming from their dorm, I arrived alone. They were already discussing the order to record and Hyunjin was going over his rap with Changbins help. Han sat on his other side, observing the both of them and threw in some advice.
When he spotted me he pulled me on his lap and wrapped his arms around my waist. "Y/n!" their youngest shouted excited from inside the recording booth. I greeted all the boys and gave Jisung a quick peck on the lips. "Thanks for coming, Baby." He whispered into my ear. I loved watching him do the things that made his heart light up. Seeing him with the boys made him happy, and that's all I wanted for him.
After Seungmin finished his part, it was Hans turn. I didn't exactly know what he had to record since I've never heard the song before. The others looked excited so I was unsure what to expect. The music started and Jisung counted until his part came. My eyes got big when he practically moaned "이젠 안 해" (ijen an hae/ I won't do that anymore). All the boys shouted cringing. I had never heard him moan before, since we never did... the deed. But his moan sounded so soft and rough at the same time. I had to rub my thighs together, still not believing this was my boyfriend. The recording was played again and Han came out of the booth. While his friends laughed at him he just smirked proudly.
I stood up from his chair to let him sit down again. Awkwardly I stood next to him, while he was talking to the boys. Once again he positioned me on his lap, which was a mistake. Hearing Jisung moan was extremely hot and I wasn't sure if I was able to control myself.
Luckily Felix and Minho entered and the attention moved from Han to them. Biting my lip, imagining scenarios of Jisung fucking me senseless, I looked to the floor. As no one was paying attention I decided to satisfy myself at least a little bit. I started to shift on Jisungs lap, which was nothing special at first, since he thought I just needed a new position. After a while I slowly started grinding on him. I noticed him holding his breath. "What are you doing?" he asked quietly. His brows were furrowed and he bit his lip.
I was embarrassed so I ignored him, starting a Conversation with Chan. I felt my boyfriend grabbing my waist tighter and moving his lips upwards. I let out a small groan at his sudden action. "Are you okay, Y/n?" the second oldest asked concerned. "Yeah, I'm fine I just have to go to the bathroom." I lied and slipped out of Jisungs arms. I hoped he got my hint.
A few seconds later the door opened and a smirking Jisung came towards me. "So needy for me?" He asked and pinned me against the wall of the corridor. "So needy you can't even wait until we're alone." He now sighted and started kissing my neck. "Ji please." He let off of me and looked into my eyes. "Tell me what you want, baby. Do you want me to make you feel good?" he teased me. "Please make me feel good." I whispered.
Without a word he lifted me up and entered the recording studio next door. He gently laid me down on the table and crawled on top of me. Within seconds our clothes were on the floor and he kissed down my chest. He slowly opened my bra, kissing my boobs. "You're so beautiful." He hungrily kissed down to my private area. Ripping my panties he inserted one finger. "So wet for me." I felt like I was floating under his touch. My head spun and the only thing I could perceive was Jisungs body on mine.
I felt an unfamiliar know in my lower stomach area and before I could tell my boyfriend my body was shook by a wave of heat. Jisung chuckled and got up again. "Did I allow you to cum, Baby?" I shook my head with big eyes.
"I'm going to be less rough today because it's your first time. But in the future you're only allowed to cum when I'll tell you to, understood?" he let me know. "Yes, Ji."
He hovered on top of me. I felt his tip sliding along my entrance, just waiting to enter. "Now, are you sure you want this? We can stop any time. Tell me if I'm being too rough and I'll go slower." He made sure I wanted this to happen. "Yes Ji, please take me." I reassured him.
The first few seconds hurt a lot but after some thrusts I began to enjoy it. "Faster, Jisung." I begged. Smirking he fastened his pushes, hitting a special spot. I moaned out loud in surprise. "Found it." He muttered under breath but still smirking. I tried to silent my moans by biting my lips, which Jisung noticed. "I want to hear you. Please moan for me, Y/n."
His grip around my hips got tighter and his thrusts became sloppy. We were both a moaning mess, our bodies pressed against each other. My breath fastened and I felt another wave coming up. "Ji, I'm close." I huffed. "Me too Baby, me too." My Boyfriend growled. I couldn't hold it back anymore. Jisung drove me crazy and the way my body reacted to his touch and his voice was incredible. His soft moans were my sweet spot. Shaking I came all over him, arching my back. He wrapped his arms around me, pounding harder into me, until he reached his climax as well.
Exhausted he laid down next to me on the table. For some minutes none of us said anything and we just tried to catch our breathes again. "We probably should get going." He reminded me. When I got up my legs felt sore and I had the feeling to fall down. Luckily Jisung wrapped his arms around me and helped me to get up. "Must've been a little too harsh." He grinned and scratched the back of his head.
When we got back, the boys looked at us disturbed. Jeongin was covering his eyes in Chans shirt and covered his ears. "Holy mother of god, we thought you'd never finish!" Minho shouted. Embarrassed I hid in my boyfriends chest, not wanting to face the members. Jisung just stroke my back, letting out a laugh. "We're a couple, what do you expect?" he gave back, lifting my chin. He gave me a soft kiss, and I realized once again that I was the luckiest girl alive.
I was out, planning to have a fun night with my best friend Y/f/n, when we stumbled across this club. Some people were waiting in line to get in and we decided to do so as well. Loud music was playing inside and I could see people dancing to popular songs. Since I was in Seoul for an exchange year, and Y/f/n was a local, she showed me all the new places.
Finally getting in, I was not disappointed. Purple neon lights were flushing up everywhere. There were more people than expected and in the back I could spot a big bar. "Let's stick together." I wanted to tell me friends, when I noticed she was gone already. A little bit scared but excited at the same time I made my way to the bar, to get a drink.
Sipping my Vodka-Coke mix I observed the people, looking for my friend. In the darkness it was hard to make her out, especially with that many people moving. Suddenly a person tapped my shoulder, making me turn around quickly. "Hi!" a boy greeted me. "Hey?" He had brown wavy hair and deep brown eyes. His smile was really cute and his shyness was very attractive. "Would you like to Dance?" the boy asked. I thought for a second but agreed. "My Name is Jisung, by the way." He introduced himself, shouting over the music. "I'm Y/N."
Jisung was a good dancer. Luckily I was so too, as I had been taking weekly dance lessons from a young age on. At some point his hands were on my hips and I threw my head back, grinding against him. Some shots later I actually went down on him, giving him a sort of private dance. Sober I would never do something like that, but after too many drinks, it seemed normal.
The music made my body move from alone. I felt my heart racing and Jisungs amazing dance skills, didn't slow it down. Where did that boy learn to dance. I pulled him aside, sitting down on a couch. I scootched closer to him to create a romantic atmosphere. He laid his arm around me and a smirk appeared on his face. "You're not from here are you?" the boy asked interested. I shook my head, which made it hurt a little bit. While he was saying something I observed his face. He had a small nose and beautiful lips, so beautiful. Not thinking, I reached out and out-circled them with my thumb. They looked so kissable. "Y/n, did you hear me?" Jisung caught me off guard. Quickly I pulled away my hand from his lips. "What did you say?" I sighted, still looking at them, imagining what it would be like to kiss him.
My thoughts took over and I just pressed my lips against his. For a few seconds nothing happened, until he kissed me back smirking. Jisung pulled me on his lap and I moved my hip to the beat of the music. I felt his tongue asking for permission, which I pleasantly granted. Soon enough a moan escaped his mouth and I giggled. He just rolled his eyes in embarrassment, kissing me again. His hands were on my butt, moving me on his crotch. Seeing Jisung, helpless and completely lost in my eyes, made me feel good. I felt wanted by someone. No, not just someone, wanted by him. That was the only thing I thought, before everything went black.
I was woken up by strangers talking in Korean to each other. I blinked a few times, before realizing I wasn't at home. I tried to remember the previous night, but the last thing coming to my mind was making out with someone.
Flashback:
"Y/n?" Jisung panicked. "Thank God you were only passed out for a minute." He sighted relieved. My head spun and I felt like I was going to throw up. "Let's get you out of here." The pretty boy uttered and hugged my waist to get me to stand up. My legs weren't able to walk, so Jisung had to carry me in bridal style. I laid me head against his chest, writing words that came to my mind.
Outside of the club, Jisung and I sat down on a bench, waiting for something. He typed into his phone before putting it away. "Y/n, why did you drink that much?" he asked concerned. "I don't know. I guess I wanted to talk to you. Usually I'm really shy, but that feeling went away. I didn't know if you would've wanted me shy." I spoke the truth. "Y/n, I would always want you." Him saying that made my heart jump. How did he manage to make me feel this way after just a few hours. He was incredible.
A car honking interrupted my starring at him. He carried me to the black sports car and sat down with me in the backseat. "Just don't let her throw up in my car, alright?" the driver said tired. "Are you a friend of Jisung?" I asked him. "I'm Lee Minho, yeah I'm a friend of him." "If you're a friend of him... can you tell him that he is really cute. His eyes are so beautiful, I feel like I'm drowning in them every time I look at him, his lips are perfect. And he's such a good kisser. His smile makes me smile and his voice calms me down. I love his dumb jokes. He's so handsome." I sighted. "I will make sure to tell him that." Minho grinned. Next to me Jisung could barely hold his laughs back. "What's so funny?" I was sad that they were laughing without me.
The drive felt like hours and we finally we arrived at a Sky-Scraper. I walked between the both of them, having my arms around their necks. In the Elevator I almost fell asleep on Lee Knows shoulder. Tripping and almost falling we entered an apartment and they carefully guided me to a room. The bright lights hurt my eyes and I had to blink a few times. A guy everyone called "Chan", helped me to take off my jewelry and laid me down on a bed. "Hi, I'm Hyunjin, I'll help you." Another very attractive man started taking off my make up. He got really close to my face and I could smell his expensive cologne. He took off his pink hairband and wrapped it around my head.
Soon Jisung got back with a big black shirt. "Change into that, I'll turn around." He mumbled and sent the others out. I struggled with putting on the shirt. "Jisuuunngg! Please help me." I asked him. "Y/n, I don't know if this is a good idea. You're very drunk and I don't want you to feel like I'm taking advantage of you." He hesitated. "You're right." His shoulders fell. "But I ask you to help me." I added. He slowly turned around and sat down next to me. Without saying a word he opened the zip of my dress with his cold fingers. He put my hair aside, leaving me in a bra. Switching sides, I could see him looking at my almost bare chest for a split second, before putting on his shirt. "Could you...?" Slowly he opened my bra. His hands felt so good on my skin. I turned around giving him a quick kiss on the lips. Surprised but smiling he stood up. "Do you need anything else?" "I just need you, Sungie." I told him, looking into his eyes. He sat down next to me again and turned off the lights. Only the bright moonlight lit up the room.
We cuddled into the blanket, having my back pressed up against his chest. "You're perfect." He smiled at my comment. I felt his lips kissing my spine, relaxing my whole body. "Please hold me like that forever." The words slipped out of my mouth. He nodded growling tired. "Just...hold me" I whispered and drifted off to sleep.
Shocked I pulled a blanked over me, to hide my body. In front of me on the floor sat a handsome long haired blonde guy, smirking at me. Across the room I noticed another blonde boy sitting on bunk bed smiling at me, and in the one below a dark haired boy on his phone. When he realized I had woken up he looked at me interested. "Where am I?" I asked. "Who are you?" He replied. I rolled my eyes in annoyance. "Well you are at our place so I think it's appropriate to ask." He gave back. "I'm Y/n." Where was I and how did I get there. I tried making out where I was by looking for clues in the room. It was actually a really nice apartment. The walls were clear white and a gigantic window showed the whole city. I was definitely in a penthouse. These guys had money, otherwise I couldn't explain the noble flat.
There were two bunk beds in this room and I slept in one of them. It smelled familiar, I just didn't know where from. On the bedside table laid my necklace and my rings. There also was a photo of a boy who was awfully familiar. It took me a second to remember the last night. "You're friends of Jisung?" I guessed. "Oi, guessed right mate." The guy on the lower bed said again. His Australian accent was really funny. Right in this moment he entered the room.
"Y/n, you're awake. I'm sorry if they bothered you." He laughed and pointed towards his friends. The longhaired boy acted offended and pretended to fall on the floor, although he was already sitting there. Jisung took place next to me on, what I guessed was his bed, and handed me a pill. "I thought you might've a headache?" I was unsure If I should take a pill from him. After all he was a stranger. He noticed my hesitation. "It's okay, you don't have to." He smiled. I was about to give the pill back, when my head stung. I quickly swallowed it, hoping I would be better soon.
"Did anyone order breakfast?" another guy entered, with some plates. He handed me an Omelet and a plate with pancakes. "Cooking like a Chef, I see." I remarked and the others laughed for some reason. "And you have no Idea who we are?" the dramatic boy asked. "Are you some kind of super famous boy band and I'm the only one that has never heard of you?" I commented sarcastically. They all looked at me confused. "Oh god, you are." I boldly guessed.
Jisung introduced me to his friends: "This old meanie is our Leader Bang Chan but you can call him Chris or Chan, the dramatic prince over there is Hyunjin and the Five Star Michelin is Lee Know but his actual name is Minho but he wants to be called Lee Know." "I'm the Five Star Michelin!" the boy on the top bunk shouted. "And my name is Felix, Jisung forgot me." He added and pouted. Also Australian.
Jisung signalized the others to leave us alone, which they did. "I'm sorry, they're always like that." I had to grin. "They are cute." I commented. "You were kind of passed out last night, so I wasn't sure what to do with you. I thought it was better to get you to a safe place, than leaving you there alone." He explained his actions. "That's really nice. Thank you." He blushed a little bit. "You should eat your food, I'll leave you alone." He stood up. I quickly pulled him back on the bed. "That's way too much to eat alone. Also, I want to hear more about your band." I let him know. Sharing my food, he told me about their trainee time and how they almost debuted as seven. He also showed me a video of a live performance and when Felix sang "Cooking like a Chef, I'm a Five Star Michelin." I understood why they had to laugh before.
After I had finished, Jisung showed me to the bathroom, to take a shower and handed me some of his clothes to wear. As they smelled like him, I was happy to wear them. "Do you maybe want to go for a swim in Han River? It's one thing you got to do as a "tourist". The boy suggested. "Sure Thing, I just got to call my friend to tell her I'm fine and make sure she's okay." I stated.
When I ended the call, I heard someone singing, more specifically rapping. Since the door was open I decided to have a look. Another dark haired guy was standing in the middle of the room, making moves with his hands, while spitting some lines. When he finished I wanted to leave quietly but accidentally tripped and let out a surprised scream. "Hey, are you okay? And, who are you?" He helped me up, giving me a questioning look. "I'm a friend of Jisung. Thanks for helping me up." He still looked at me suspicious and called another guy. He had a childish face. They talked something in Korean and called for someone, assuming Jisung.
"Ah, Y/n, I see you've met Changbin, my rap buddy and Jeongin, our Maknae." Relived I wasn't some weird fan, Changbin smiled at me, while Jeongin immediately hugged me.
All the guys decided to go with us and I was really excited. With Hyunjin, I decided to throw everyone into the water. While I did Chan, Felix and Lee Know, he pushed Jeongin and Changbin. I tried to push in Jisung but instead he grabbed my waist, to flip us. "Don't you dare!" I shouted, seconds before falling in. Jisung laughed and handed me his hand to pull me out, when I took the opportunity to pull him into the cold water as well. "Y/nnnn!" he whined completely wet. I high-fived with Hyunjin, who was pulled in by Jeongin.
We had a lot of fun but eventually decided to lay down on a blanket next to the water. Jisung pulled me closer to him and I laid my head on his chest. I listened to his breathing, until I slowly fell asleep on top of him. The only thing I perceived was, him tracing down my hips, drawing little circles, whispering sweet things into my ear.
No warnings; time: SKZ Survival Show; Itzy mentioned
My teammates and I had prepared for this day for weeks. The final decision which team would do the survival show and eventually debut from JYP entertainment. My group would perform against the Boys team, including my worst enemy Han-Jisung. He was the most arrogant person I knew, always bragging how much better their group was. He put too much trust in their leader Bang Chan. Of Course, Chris was a great leader and had been a trainee for over 7 years, but he underestimated me and my friends.
Quickly I grabbed my phone and a bottle of water, heading to rehearsal. I already saw the boys sitting in the audience, waiting for our performance. "Okay girls, we got this. These are just stupid boys. They underestimate us and that's their greatest weakness. They have never seen us on stage, so let's show them what they are up to!" our Leader Ryujin told us. After doing our ritual, which consists of a special handshake and telling each other our strengths we entered the stage, as confident as always.
During the performance I gave 120%. Since I was the main dancer, my spot was in the middle, making everyone look at me. The stage went really well and after the last line was sung we got into our end position, staying there for a few seconds. I looked up and caught Jisung's surprised expression. Chan started clapping first and nodded at me in respect, while Felix whispered something into Minho's ear.
After we went off stage the others started to get ready, while I stayed back to watch the boys. Jeongin and Minho dropped their mics while dancing, which made me really happy. While our performance was flawless, theirs was full of mistakes. Disappointed they finished and went backstage. When Han went by I whispered:" Guess we know who's going to win.". Angrily he stopped and went towards me but before he could say anything, Changbin pulled him away giving me a disgusted look. I heard him say:" She's not worth it.", before they turned around the corner.
Satisfied I rejoined my friends, practicing out routine. "Girls Team, you're up next, Boys get ready!" The speakers told us. Nervous we made our way towards the stage once again. Through the curtains I could spot many people and even JYP himself. As always he looked emotionless, which made me smile a little bit until a person tapped my shoulder. "Jisung?" The boy scratched his neck and looked down to me:"I know we didn't have the best start, but we're competing and I don't want to end it that way. It doesn't matter who will win, both teams worked hard and deserved it." I thought for a second before answering him. "Well, you are right. We should stop being mean to each other." He sighted relieved. "Although my team will win." I added smirking. Before leaving him time to talk I went by him, pushing his chest with my hand. "You're unbelievable, Y/N!" he shouted laughing. I turned around and winked at him. "I know."
"Y/N, didn't I tell you to stop flirting with Jisung. You don't need him distracting you right now." Lia said annoyed. "We're not flirting and don't worry. I'm at my best and the boys are nothing compared to us." "We will beat you." I heard Jisung whispering into my ear. I turned around quickly but he was already walking into the other direction with his band mates.
"I don't look for Trouble, Trouble looks for me." I sang my Line, while jumping from the chair down to the floor, hearing the audience gasp. Our performance was other than the one we practiced. This one was way better and more coordinated. My self-choreographed routine was sexy and exhausting. Relieved I ended the song and the audience applauded loudly. Happily we left the stage, where Chan was waiting, with his mates behind him. "Good Luck." Chae-ryeong wished Chan in a serious tone. He nodded thankful. While walking past, Jisung stroke my hand and smiled at me. Not a smirk or a sarcastic grin, it was a genuine smile. Confused stumbled over my feet, still looking at him. Luckily Hyunjin caught me before I could end up on the floor. "thanks." I whispered to the beautiful boy.
The boys were called and did an absolutely amazing performance. It was nothing like the rehearsal. Everything went great. Han rapped and his voice was smoother than ever. Woojin surprised me with his voice and Chan with his dance skills. They were so much better than expected.
Self-confident they left the stage. I tried to leave before they could spot me but it was too late. "Y/N, how did you like our performance?" their Maknae asked me excited. I couldn't say no to him, since he was almost two years younger than me. "You were great." I replied with a small smile. "We better get going." Seungmin mumbled and the others followed him. When they noticed Han wasn't coming with them, they looked at him questioning. "I'll be here in a second." He let them know and they left us alone.
"We we're great?" his smirk was back. "You're the enemy?" I reminded him. He got closer to me and made my back press against the wall. "It doesn't matter anymore. None of us can do anything about the situation now. JYP has decided." He was right. There was no point in denying the feelings that came up every time that I saw him. "Y/n, you were never my enemy." He pulled me closer to him and I looked at him with big eyes. What was going to happen now? Was he actually going to do what I thought he was going to do? Was he – Soft lips pressed against mine. I felt like my stomach was exploding. My hands played with his black hair and I could feel him smile into the kiss. After some seconds he let off of me. "Weird question but... do you maybe want to grab a bite after the decision?" he suddenly asked. "Jisung... are you asking me out? On like a date? Romantic Styles?" I tried not to make fun of his shy question. "Forget it. It was a dumb question. Of course you wouldn't want to go on date with me. You hate me." He regretted asking. I didn't refuse right away, as I was caught in his cute eyes. "I would love to go on a date with you, Jisung. I don't hate you. Not at all, to be honest. I have liked you for quite a while, but you were so mean and I decided to give you a taste of your own medicine. Sometimes I exaggerate a little bit."
The speaker interrupted our talk and Han stepped away from me in annoyance until he realized now would be the big decision. I gave him a quick peck on the lips and run to my friends who were as nervous as I was. Together we entered the stage, behind us the boys. Han switched positions with Hyunjin to stand next to me, which I thought was pretty cute. As soon as JYP entered we bowed in front of him. He kept talking about how big this was for a long time.
"The group that is going to debut is going to be the..." he started. Jisung grabbed my hand and I looked at him. Only one of us was going to win. Debuting with my friends meant everything to me. I have been a trainee for about four years. The second longest trainee time in my group, after our leader. Starting from the top, fighting for everything again. I didn't know if I was able to do that.
"The Boys Team!" I felt like my head was spinning. I thought I was going to throw up. All for nothing. All this work for nothing. I didn't even notice that Han let go off my hand to celebrate with his friends. I applauded for the group, trying to hold back tears.
After JYP let us go, we ran off stage. Some tears ran down my cheek. My friends were hugging each other in sadness and disappointment. I was held back by Jisung, who pulled me into a long hug. "IT's okay Y/N, you're going to debut. I know it." He whispered, kissing my hair. "I worked so hard. We worked so hard. You guys deserved it, of course. It's just..." He kissed me once again, but this time in front of both of our team mates. The kiss tasted salty because of my tears but I didn't care. I just wanted him to hold me until my pain went away.
Like promised Jisung took me out to a little coffee shop. The pain eventually faded, since Han tried everything to make me smile. Spending days after days with him, gave me new motivation. He had to go through a survival show, and I had to get back on the debuting team. We gave each other strength and eventually everything worked out for the both of us. He was about to debut, back reunited with all of his eight friends, and I was starting an own survival show, with "ITZY". Jisung and I were destined to be. It was faith.
Fluff but spicy; intense making out; Hannah and Lucas don’t exist
I was excited for my brother Chan visiting Sidney. I haven't seen him in more than a year, the last time before his survival show started. I wanted to travel to Seoul for the "7 or 9" Performance, but my parents didn't let me, since I wasn't an adult yet.
"Channie is coming home!" I yelled excited and ran downstairs. My mother had already prepared some food, while I was in the shower. I looked at the clock, noticing it was already 7:40 pm, which meant he must arrive in about twenty minutes. "Why did you cook that much, mom?" I asked confused. "They are eight people, they eat a lot." Confused I looked at her. "Chan is coming with his friends." Surprised I looked at her. "Sweetie, I must've forgotten to tell you. I am so sorry."
Quickly I ran upstairs to do my make up. If I had known he was going to come I would've started way earlier. Ever since the show started I had a major crush on one of Chans bandmates. Although I had never seen him in person he was the most beautiful person I have ever seen. Hwang Hyunjin was perfect. I decided for a clear face with black fox eyeliner, to spice it up a little bit. Since I was just in Sweats and a crop top for Chans arrival, I changed into black cargo pants, similar like Jisung wears them. I put on a black shirt, that I stole from Chan when he left, and added some chains.
The sound of the bell ringing, made me jump up nervously. "I'm opening!" I let my parents know and sprinted downstair. Taking a deep breath before opening and throwing myself at the first person, assuming it was Chan. When he didn't hug me back, I looked up, wanting the floor to open up. I looked into the face of none other than Hwang Hyunjin. Embarrassed I stepped away. "Nice one, sis." Chris laughed and hugged me. Without looking at Hyunjin again, I greeted the other members and showed them inside. While my brother gave them a tour of the house, I helped my parents with setting up the table outside.
During Dinner I avoided the blonde boy as much as possible. "Y/n, could you hand me the salt please?" He asked in this moment. Shaking I grabbed the salt shaker and was about to give it to him, when I dropped it. The salt went everywhere, causing Minho to jump up and spill his water all over Hyunjins pants. "It looks like you peed yourself!" Jisung made fun of him. Rolling his eyes the dramaqueen of the group got up and went inside, to clean himself up. "Y/n, go and help that poor son." My mother demanded. Nervous I looked at Chan who gave me a questioning look. "Looks like Y/n, has a thing for our prince!" Felix shouted laughing. Before I could hear the other commenting I made my way inside, to obey my mother.
"Hyunjin?" I was looking for him in Chans bathroom, but he was nowhere to be found. Suddenly I heard something, coming from my room. Hyunjin was standing in my connected bathroom, trying to dry the mess I've made. "I'm really sorry." I apologized. When he looked at me he just smiled and shook his head, like it was nothing big. Without thinking I grabbed a towel and started rubbing on the stain, to dry it. Only after a quiet moan escaped him, I realized what I was doing. "I... Oh god, I'm sorry." I noticed the bulge in his pants and my eyes widened. "No, I'm sorry. I had no right to make you this uncomfortable. I should learn to control myself. It's just so hard around you. Ever since you hugged me, I couldn't take my eyes off you. You're gorgeous, Y/n." He confessed.
"Me? You are the beautiful face, you're "the prince"?" I gave back. "God, please don't call me that. It sounds so arrogant." The boy shook his head in disgust. Quietly I sat down next to him on my bathroom couch. "Y/n" I looked up at him. "Can I kiss you?" he blurted out. My heart was racing. Did he really just ask me that. I shyly nodded and he got closer to me. Directing my chin with his hands towards his lips, he pulled me on his lap. His lips felt soft, and tasted sweet, like chocolate. His long blonde hair fell into his face, making me giggle a little bit. As I got more confident I started grinding on his lap. Him growling in arousal turned me on even more. Our tongues had a heavy fight, tiring me, which was why I let him lead. Hyunjin gently laid me down on the couch, crawling on top of me. I threw my head back and he kissed my spine, down to my boobs.
"Guys, where are you?" Minho interrupted us. He looked at the both of us, still laying on top of each other. A few buttons of my shirt were opened, revealing my black lace bra, Hyunjin kissed only seconds before.
"Please don't tell Chan!" I closed the door, trying to fix my shirt, make up and hair. "You guys almost had sex. I have to tell him. Hyunjin, how could you? He's our Hyung, he always looked out for you and to thank him you're sleeping with his sister?" Scared he was going to tell Chris, I grabbed his shoulders. "Minho, please don't tell my brother. He's going to be so disappointed." I tried. "At least let me tell him, alright?" I convinced the older one.
With heavy shoulders the three of us went back to the dinner table. I didn't dare to look at Hyunjin again in Lee Knows presence. The boys decided to go back to their place and my parents allowed me to accompany them on their way back. "Chan, can I talk to you?" Nervous I looked at Minho and Hyunjin who went in the front. Hyunjin looked as scared as me, which made me grin a little bit. "Umm... I don't really know how to say this. I... uh kind of made out with Hyunjin." I quietly said. Chris expression changed from confused to angry in less than a second and he immediately walked up to Hyunjin. In the next second he punches his jaw, making the blonde boy bleed. "Chan, What the fuck!" Changbin yelled at my brother. While he held Chris away, Seungmin helped Hyunjin. "I guess I deserved that." He admitted.
I wanted to run over to Hyunjin and hug him, but I held myself back, as I knew this wasn't the right decision. "What happened?" Jeongin asked confused. "Hyunjin made out with my sister!" Chan shouted. "Who do you think you are, walking into MY house, making out with MY sister, stealing her innocence, just like that! I thought you were my friend and wouldn't use me for my sister, just because you got horny and had to satisfy yourself!" My brother was in full rage. "Chris, stop it. I wanted to kiss him too. You can't push away every guy that I like. At least you couldn't do that when you were gone." I screamed, already regretting my last sentence. Hurt my brother pushed away Changbin and walked alone.
Oh god, what have I done. I felt some tears rolling down my cheeks. "Don't cry, he's going to calm down eventually." Jeongin comforted me. "Move, Maknae." Hyunjin demanded and I.N moved annoyed. "Are you okay?" he wanted to know. I just shrugged my shoulders. The blonde intertwined our hands, making me smile a little bit.
Arriving at their hotel I had to talk to my brother. "Chan, don't ignore me, please." I begged in front of his suite. He opened the door, looking more tired than ever. "Y/n, just let it go. I can't take any more." He sighted exhausted. I entered the room and sat down on the couch.
"Chris, you are my brother. You are the most important thing in my Life. You've always been there for me. It was hard for me when you left. But you still managed to make me smile every day. I'm sorry about the thing I said. I miss you every day. I wonder every day, when you're going to visit me. When you're coming to take me with you to Seoul. Everytime when you're leaving I wonder when you're coming back again. I don't want you to leave me." He smiled in a sad way. "You're the most important thing for me too. That's why it hurt so much when I found out, one of my best friends, one of my brothers betrayed me like that. Hyunjin, who could have every girl on this planet, decided to play with you, my little sister. Y/n, you're my baby sister. I don't want some stupid famous boy band member messing you up. I don't want you to get hurt by him. You don't know him like I do. He will break your heart."
"Chan, thank you for always looking out for me but I think you should know that we weren't just fooling around. I really like him and he really likes me. It feels right. And I know that you don't like that, but you're my brother and I want you to be okay with it. Because you're the most important person in my life." Sighting he wrapped his arms around me and kissed my hair. "I get it. Just be careful. And no funny business alright?" he warned me grinning. Relieved I got up. "Room 204" Chris just said and I immediately understood. Blowing him air kisses I left the room, to knock on room 204. "Y/n?" Hyunjin was already in his pj's and wore a pink hairband. He looked as cute as always, making me star at him for a second. "I talked to Chris, he's okay with...us." I told him the good news. "That's amazing!" The handsome man pulled me inside his apartment and carried me to the bed. "It's pretty late. I don't want you out there alone. I'll drive you tomorrow." He explained.
Happy I cuddled up to him, smelling his scent. While he slowly fell asleep I thought of the exciting events that happened today.
I understood why Chan didn't like the idea of the both of us together, but he didn't know that we weren't just making out. I really liked Hyunjin. I liked his smile, his cheeky comments and his ability to make a drama out of everything. I liked his humor and the way he looked at me, like I was the most important thing in his Life. I liked his beautiful eyes, that made me drown every time, his plump lips, that he knew how to use very well, and his laugh, that I could listen to every day.
We weren't just making out. We were starting a story, a never-ending story.
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