â member: lee donghyuckÂ
â genre: friends to lovers!au | fluff | smut
â playlist: eyes off you x prettymuch, attention x shinee, curiosity x nao
âword count: 6.8k
â warnings: pining, praise, teasing, oral (f receiving), unprotected sex (discussed), hand holding aka soft sex
âłsummary: your curiosity reaches its peak when it comes to your best friend, who you happen to be in love with
Summer is right around the corner and the weather shows it, the sun high and bright in the sky with temperatures hitting the low eighties when just last week it was in the mid sixties. The light breeze feels good on your skin, ruffling the skirt of your dress, but it does nothing to bring you back into the moment.Â
Cheek in hand, youâve spaced out, gaze caught on the side profile of your best friendâs face. Itâs only been a week, but the sun has already kissed his skin, his golden tone coming back from being washed out by the winter. Your eyes trace the slope of his nose to the plumpness of his pretty lips, which are moving quickly as he recalls a conversation he had with Jaemin that you guess is relevant to the one he and Chaeryeong are having.Â
Brown eyes drift over to you, and when Donghyuck catches your gaze, he winks cheekily at you, the conversation going uninterrupted. Heâs gotten used to being a focal point when you zone out, and thereâs a fifty-fifty chance that if it werenât for the fact he was so deep into what heâs talking about, he wouldâve teased you about it. But Chaeryeong calls you out for him when they get to a stopping point.Â
âHoney.â She snaps her fingers inches away from your face, laughing when you blink a few times and tune back into reality. âYou good?âÂ
âYeah,â you sigh, taking a long sip of your milk tea. âJust tired.â
âYou wouldnât be so tired if you didnât binge that stupid show instead of getting some sleep,â Donghyuck mumbles. He flinches dramatically when you pretend to throw your phone at his head. âJust saying.â
âI had to know if the baby was his or not before going to sleep.â
âAnd now you have luggage under your eyes,â he responds flatly, the corner of his mouth quirking up at the look of offense he receives. Leaning over to pinch your cheek gently, he backpacks his statement, âStill the prettiest girl I know, though.â