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「 WATCH MY SIX 」 PART TWO

DREAM RECALL if asked the question — you would describe Hueningkai as beautiful. Not necessarily sexy or even handsome, simply; beautiful. You think it was his beauty that attracted you to him from the start. The day he introduced himself, the day it all began.

pairings stalker!hueningkai x afab!reader warnings stalking, non-con photography, descriptions of masturbation, pervert!kai, descriptions of injury, descriptions of assault, kai has issues.

#serene adds ✎... ouu I have a love-hate thing for this chapter, but I tried something new at least >.<

› NOTE THAT THE FOLLOWING CHAPTER IS WRITTEN ENTIRELY FROM KAI'S POV !!

Kai didn’t think that he was a bad person, nor was he a violent one. He simply felt his emotions a lot more strongly than others. In a way it would make them the heartless ones and not him. No, Kai wasn’t heartless, his heart was alive and beating — and filled to the brim with his undying love for you.

Kai knew that he would love you when he first laid eyes on you, he was good at telling feelings like that. It had been a mere coincidence that had led him to you as he on that day decided to cut through the large campus grounds. You easily stood out in the crowd, plaid skirt blowing softly in the wind as you hugged your empty book bag to your chest. Immediately, he knew that you were special.

But diamonds didn’t simply present themselves as shining rocks, waiting to be found. No, one had to know a diamond when they saw it, claim it and bring it to its full potential. You were exactly what he had been searching for, a rough diamond, ready to be polished. He had to have you.

“Hi, I’m Hueningkai”. He approaches you before anyone else has the chance to. He can tell that you’re unfamiliar with the area, the way your eyes shift from the multiple buildings before locking onto his own. You seem hesitant, wary even, as your gaze flickers between his eyes and his outstretched hand.

When you do finally shake his hand, Kai’s heart flutters, your skin is soft and warm, making it hard for him to let go. You introduce yourself. Kai thinks that your name’s pretty, it suits your delicate frame.

He tells you that he’s in his third year, majoring in computer science, the lie easily slips past his lips. It wasn’t a complete lie Kai told himself, he had once too, been a student at your college. Before his controversial behavior had got him expelled. He offers to show you around; knowing enough about the school to be able to find his way without much trouble.

He makes you laugh as he shows you his favorite spots around campus, warning you about certain teachers and the old janitor who seemed to have a thing for the first grade girls. But most importantly, he asks you questions about yourself. Kai wants to know everything about you, though he decides to start small:

“What are your plans then?”

Try as he might, to keep his voice from sounding too forward, too eager. You tell him that you want to get a degree in business. Kai admires your ambition but as he asks if you would want to open one of your own you suddenly go silent, chewing on your bottom lip before you give a meek shrug of your shoulders, a quiet “perhaps” leaving your lips.

Unable to understand why someone as ambitious as yourself failed to have a motive for pursuing such a degree, Kai watches you intently. In fact, he often found his gaze wandering over your soft figure, he knew that you noticed it too, yet you didn’t comment on it. The way you brought your bag closer against your chest, biting the inside of your cheek in a nervous manner as your gaze wandered across the halls. Perhaps you wouldn’t need much polishing after all.

Kai watches you that day, it’s the first of many days that he will. Walking past the window of your classroom, watching from afar on the court yard, sometimes he would venture inside the large cafeteria, listening to the way your laugh bounced off the walls. You had a very pretty laugh.

One thing Kai did not like about you were your friends. It was foolish of him to think that he would be able to keep you to himself. People were easily drawn to you, who wouldn’t be? But he had known you first. Yet you seemed to welcome these unfamiliar people into your life without as much as a second thought. Your naivety angered him. Why was it that you wasted your time on such insignificant beings?

He walks you to the subway, as he would everyday from that day on. You tell him about your day and he listens, your voice like honey to him. He asks questions that he already has the answer to, and you reply truthfully to every single one with much enthusiasm. Then you make your first mistake, you would come to make a lot of mistakes, and Kai would always forgive you.

“I’ve made quite a few friends as well!”

Your cheery demeanor is a stark contrast to Kai’s suddenly dark one. Your voice, once a soothing melody to his ears, suddenly sounded like glass being shattered mere inches from his eardrum. He did not wish to know about your friends. They were bad people, Kai knew that, but you didn’t, you were oh so naive.

His silence makes you frustrated, he doesn’t care. Lips pressed to a thin line to prevent anything he shouldn’t say from slipping past them. He tells himself that you couldn’t possibly understand, that it isn’t your fault. “That’s nice.” Kai is unable to will any sort of emotion to show through and he knows you’re able to pick up on it.

Upon reaching the small subway you seem awkward, your once cheerful persona tucked away behind the sheepish expression fronting on your face. As you bid him goodbye he stops you, it happens before he has the time to consider it.

“Can I have your number?”

Kai had seen you exchanging contact details with your so-called friends. He knew that he needed it as well. You seem hesitant, he doesn’t quite understand why, did you not get along just fine moments ago? He grins as he tilts his head to the side, the small action seemingly winning you over as you hand him your phone. Taking his time to type his number in, his eyes scan your already existing contacts. When he finds nothing out of the ordinary he hands your phone back, this time along with his own number.

Kai returns home that day with a giddy feeling throughout his whole chest. Tossing his keys on the small table in the hallway, he kicks his shoes off. “Where the fuck have you been all day?” Soobin’s voice calls out from the living room. With a roll of his eyes Kai walks over to greet the older man. “Been running errands”, he shrugs as he rummages through the fridge.

“I suppose none of those errands will help pay our rent?” Soobin grunts as his eyes remain glued to the Tv screen, fingers moving rapidly over the controller in his hand. With a heavy sigh he slams the door to the fridge shut, a beer in his hand, “I’m working on it”, he mutters as he walks over to take a seat next to the elder on the couch.

Soobin and Kai had been roommates since Kai’s senior year of highschool, and while Kai tried his luck in college, without much success; Soobin had discarded such an idea years ago. In truth, the older man would be Kai’s only friend, if that was what you could call them. There was little to be enjoyed about Choi Soobin, he was lazy, ungrateful, and quite frankly mean. Spending his days on his ass, either playing violent video games or watching porn. Kai’s nose wrinkled up in disgust at the sheer thought of his roommate's antics.

He himself was not like that at all, no, he considered himself to be much more civilized when indulging in such fantasies — the women in those pornos were far from realistic, Kai preferred something much more real, like you. He liked how easy you were, naive and dumb, displaying your emotions for the whole world to see, that was what riled him up.

And as he snapped a couple of photos of you in class, he couldn’t help but marvel at how real you looked; hair pushed back from your face as your pen worked diligently on writing down the professor’s words. The way you bit your lip in concentration, blinked as things made sense in your head, raised your delicate hand to answer a question, lips moving in an inaudible way from his spot by the window.

He swipes through the many pictures of you, pinching the screen as he zooms in. He would need to take more, but for now these would suffice. Quickly excusing himself to his bedroom, he shuts the door behind him. Kai masturbated a lot to your pictures, everything about you aroused him and it was hard not to.

With one hand on the phone he finds his favorite photo as his other hand drags along his hard cock languidly. He often imagined the things he would do to you; like telling you about the pictures, even showing you them — he imagines your horrified expression as you find out that he’s been touching himself to your images, the ones he had taken without your consent. The thought of your disgusted face turns him on further.

Hips stuttering as he spills on his hand, some of it landing on his screen, on your photo… It's mere seconds before he’s hard again.

Kai would wake up early every single day, and every day he would make his way to your college, just to walk you to class. Sometimes he would linger around campus, gazing upon you from afar, other times he would find other ways to occupy himself; but he would always be back to walk you to the subway, every single day.

You were persistent about introducing him to your friends, the mere thought plagued his mind. Could you not see how bad they were for you?

“I was thinking…maybe…you would like to join us on friday, we’re going bowling.”

Your voice held a tinge of hesitance and as you spoke your eyes were kept downcast, avoiding his yearning gaze. He found your obliviousness to be endearing as your mind worked overtime to figure out why he avoided your classmates. Keeping a masked expression he wills his gaze to focus on the hallway ahead of you.

“Who’s us?” he asks, though he of course already knows the names you are about to list. He watches as your expression flickers with a glimmer of hope, hope that he would agree — Kai of course, never would. You quickly hide said hope with a nonchalant shrug of your shoulders, “Me, Sun hee, Nari and probably Eun too”. He can’t help the way his face twitches at the mention of Nari. Out of all your friends, she was who he detested the most. Yet you seemed to be the fondest of her.

“I might be busy friday”. He watches you blink dumbfoundedly, a small sigh of acknowledgement leaving your lips. You were disappointed, you wanted him to be there, his heart fluttered at the thought.

But Kai was indeed busy that friday.

It turned out to be quite the chore, tailing you all the way to the small bowling arena. In the end he makes it, finding a secluded corner to watch you from. You were good, impressive even, easily scoring higher than your weasley friends. Kai notices that you look different tonight; your hair styled differently, a shiny gloss paints your lips — and you’re wearing a bold dress. Tonight you look far from your usual self and it makes you even more alluring to him. Bringing out his phone he snaps a few quick shots which he would go through upon returning home.

He watches as you take a seat next to the dark haired girl whom he had quickly grown to loathe. The two of you indulge in a conversation he cannot decipher, casting quick glances toward your other friends in a mischievous manner. Suddenly your expression turns into a defeated one, curiosity tugs at him as he leans forward, peering at your shielded face. What were you talking about? He longed to know.

Kai follows you home that night, walking a safe distance behind you, the hood of his dark hoodie limits his vision to only you. As the two of you walk together, unbeknownst to you, he realizes that this isn’t enough; Kai needs to get closer to you. He decides that his best approach would have to be a message.

Setting up a fake identity was hardly troublesome for him, and with much anticipation he sent his very first text. “You looked good tonight.” He’s upfront, short but concise as he gets his point across with one sentence. In a way, it felt as if he was meeting you all over again — the feeling made him giddy. That giddiness soon simmered down to disappointment as he stared at his screen, awaiting your reply. It takes you 27 minutes to read his message, when you do, he immediately perks up.

Pupils dilating as they follow the three dots moving up and down on the screen. “Who is this?” Your response makes him frown, he had expected a bit of gratitude back, perhaps even a thank you. Your continued obliviousness frustrated him and he began typing out an answer.

“Did you have fun tonight?” No, he shakes his head as he rephrases the message. “I’m sorry I couldn’t make it…” God no, Kai groans as he runs a restless hand through his hair. “I miss you.” “Do you not recognize me?”

He cringes at his own words, deleting message after message before inevitably giving up. Of all questions you just had to ask that one. As he stares up at the ceiling of his dark room, he vows to keep his second identity a secret, at least for now. A small grin tugging at his lips as he imagines the way your face would drop when he did decide to tell you. It was a most pleasant thought indeed.

That weekend Kai didn’t text you at all, not even once. It took every ounce in him to hold himself back, fingers instinctively reaching for his phone multiple times throughout the day. But he needed to put space between the two of you, last Friday had been one too close, and as much as he yearned for you; Kai wanted you to feel a similar sense of longing as you awaited his texts.

But just because he couldn’t talk to you didn’t mean that he couldn’t see you. Kai often found himself lingering by your apartment, fittingly you rented a flat on the first floor, and you never seemed to close your curtains; how foolish, just about anyone could gaze upon you if they so wished to. And Kai did, more than anything.

From the way you moved throughout the multiple rooms, dressed in nothing but your skimpy pajamas, you were such a tease. He often found his hands wandering down to grope at his hardening cock whenever you would walk around in nothing but a tight towel, clinging to your wet body. His camera roll flooded with images of you performing the most mundane tasks, oblivious to the way your every move entranced him.

But most of all, he enjoyed seeing your reactions as he wrote to you, the way you chewed on your bottom lip, delicate fingers swiping over the screen as you stared at his message. You never sent a reply, he didn’t mind, at least you read them, it was all the validation Kai needed.

It soon became a habit for him to check up on you during the day. He would make sure you ate, slept well, studied and so on… And as you never seemed to reject any advances made, Kai grew bolder. He couldn’t help the comments about your friends from slipping past his quick fingers on the keyboard. Besides he was only looking out for you, making sure you didn’t get into any sort of trouble.

Kai would be lying if he said that the way you kept teasing him didn’t turn him on, immensely. The way you would read and acknowledge every message of his, though you refrained from giving him a reply — yet you chatted with him as if nothing whenever he walked you to class. This game the two of you played was most intriguing to him and the more time he spent in your presence the more he yearned for you when he wasn’t.

Perhaps he took things too far on that fateful evening. His eyes lingered on your relaxed figure as your eyes lazily flickered across your Tv screen. He thought the message was harmless, the two of you would often discuss movies on your way to class, so what was the harm in doing it over text?

“The Conjuring? I didn’t take you for a horror enthusiast.”

His stomach tingles with excitement as he presses the send button. Your phone vibrates on the couch and you don’t hesitate to reach for it. Kai’s eyes remain fixed on your face, watching as your expression morphed from confusion to shock — to horror. Quickly he ducks as your frightened gaze flicks toward his window. This was by far the best reaction he had gauged from you yet.

As he leans against the brick wall of your apartment, he reaches for his phone once more. But his next message doesn’t go through; you had blocked him. He frowns and as he casts a quick glance toward your window he finds the curtains drawn shut.

Kai waits for you to unblock him, he waits patiently for two whole days. He’s certain that you will, perhaps a little too certain. Yet you seem completely indifferent as he walks you to class and back. Did you not care for the sake of his messages? This morning, Kai found it particularly hard to let go of you as he insisted on escorting you all the way to the door of your lecture hall. Without having the ability to text you he was forced to rely on the few moments spent in your presence.

“You got any plans this weekend?” He knows that he has to see you, only you. But it was seemingly impossible; you tell him that you’re meeting up with your friends, those good for nothing lowlifes. They seemed to have laid some sort of claim on you, especially that dark haired one. Kai knew that they had to go, how else would he get you to himself?

You offer him to tag along, he declines. He knows that his persistent rejections hurt you and he doesn’t want to hurt you, ever, it wasn’t your fault that you couldn’t understand better. That you didn’t know how bad they were for you, that you didn’t know how much Kai did for you.

As he makes his way off campus he checks his phone once more, you had yet to unblock him and the more time you spent in your friend’s presence, the more he was starting to think you might never will. He’s had enough and as soon as the front door to his apartment slams shut he marches to his bedroom, earning a confused glance from his roommate on the couch.

Upon opening his laptop, Kai rummages through all the pictures he’d taken of you. He chooses one of his favorites, it’s one of you cooking, wearing nothing but a tight top and a pair of shorts, he still remembers the night he had taken it. He sets up another number and before he has the chance to think he sends the picture.

At first he’s unsure if he should add something, but what? Perhaps the message would be received the wrong way unless he clarified it somehow. In the end he writes, “Pretty.”, because you were — you were incredibly pretty. You would understand when you saw it; you would understand that he meant no harm.

It doesn’t take long for you to open his text, his heart races as the small read notification pops up on his screen. You don’t reply, it’s okay, he hadn’t expected much more. What he hadn’t expected though, was the text you sent his usual number.

“Spending the afternoon with my friends, you don’t need to wait for me after class :)”

But Kai always met you after class, it was his and your thing. He doesn’t understand why you couldn’t wait to see them until later, why would you prioritize them over him. He had not been oblivious to the fact that your friends posed a rather large threat to his and your relationship, but it was now becoming evident that he had to do something about it.

Unblinking, Kai stares at his screen as he waits by the gates of your school. Admittedly he was early, but as he scans the grounds once more he suddenly spots you. Clinging to the frame of your dark haired friend as she guides you off campus. He frowns, you look…agonized, pained, sad? The sight stirs an unpleasant feeling in his chest, a feeling he doesn’t know how to process. Why had you lied in your text? You were always honest with him — did you not trust him enough? What had he been doing wrong?

That night, just like many before, Kai lingers by the outskirts of your apartment. It was nearing 9pm and you had yet to return home — it was a school night, how long could that friend of yours possibly keep you out for? You needed to rest. Soon he grows impatient as he begins pacing your quiet neighborhood.

It takes about three laps around your building for the realization to dawn on him, but when it does, he feels his senses slipping. You weren’t coming home at all tonight, you were still with her, what the fuck had you told her? More importantly, what the fuck had she told you?

His fingers work on their own accord as Kai sends message after message, unable to hinder himself, blinded by pure hatred and rage.

“Why would you tell her about me? About us?”

“Dirty bitch has nothing to do with it.”

“Is that why you’re not at home? You’re with her aren’t you, that whore.”

“You shouldn’t have done that, why did you?”

“Are you fucking stupid?”

“I’m sorry.”

“You’re not stupid.”

“She is. Good for nothing useless fucking slut.”

“Come home again.”

“I miss you.”

As soon as he calls you stupid he regrets his words, you weren’t stupid, you just didn’t see things as clearly as he did, it wasn’t your fault. He quickly apologizes and tells you that he misses you, because he does, more than anything. Kai almost drops his phone when the three dots start moving across the screen, indicating that you were typing.

“Fuck off.”

Fuck off? You never cursed. He doesn’t understand why he was the one getting backlashes. It was your friend who was the problem here, not him. Oh but you remained naive. He would have to show you, there was no other way for you to understand.

And he would, he would show you.

Kai doesn’t bother waiting for you that following morning, today he was set on a different target. Dark hair swaying in a most irritating manner as she walked, Kai kept his distance as he tailed your friend through school. It was a most tiresome task as the hours passed by slowly. He snaps a picture of her in class, with no additional information he forwards it to you. He would show you.

3.31pm and she finally leaves campus grounds. How foolish of her to wander alone, Kai thought, yet he relished in how easy she was making things for him. He continues to document his process, it’s almost cinematic; reminding him of those wildlife documentaries. The final moments before the predator strikes the prey who’s blissfully unaware of its destined fate.

Like clockwork she turns to shortcut through a narrow alleyway. It’s desolate and quiet, he seizes the opportunity. The knife he had brought along glints in the streaks of sunlight invading the small alley, and as the blade pierces through the ample skin of her shoulder, its once clean edge turns a crimson red. The action rips a pain filled scream from her lungs as she stumbles forward.

Kai wasn’t a sadist. He did not enjoy hurting others, yet he felt contentment flowing through his veins as the girl beneath him withered in pain. He knew that this was for a good cause, he was finally getting rid of the thing that had been in his way all along, and it left him feeling ecstatic.

With the heel of his foot, he flips her over on her back. Her expression morphs into one of horrified recognition. She splutters and coughs, thick dark blood mixed with saliva trails down her chin as she wheezes out a raspy, “y-you…”

You had told him her name once, what was it? Ah, Nari. Kai’s expression turned bitter at the sheer thought of her foul name on your lips. Oh, but what a sight, to see her reduced to nothing but blood and flesh, clinging onto life as she pleads for mercy. He takes another round of pictures, making sure to capture the scene before him fully. Finally you would see, finally you would understand.

It doesn’t take long for him to find you, and with the keys he’d retrieved from your friend’s limp body, he makes his way inside the apartment. The sight before him was almost too good to be true. Hurled up on the floor, your loud cries fill the flat and Kai hurriedly makes his way over to you.

He pulls your shaking body into his arms, the way he had imagined so many times. Internally sighing as you grasp at his shirt, pulling yourself closer to him. Your lips are puffy, cheeks wet and eyes glossy. Kai doesn’t think you have ever looked more beautiful. Your sobs send tingling sensations through his body as he shivers, he would be lying if he said that the way tears spilled from your eyes didn’t stir a burning desire inside him.

Carefully he wipes your cheeks, cradling your fragile body in his gentle embrace. Unable to hold himself back, he presses a kiss to your forehead, inhaling the sweet scent of your soft hair as he does. “It’s going to be okay”, he whispers. And it was, he had taken care of your problem, it was all over now, everything would be just fine, you would understand.

“Kai, I…I think I’m being stalked.” Your voice is a shaky and uncertain as your teary eyes lock onto his.

Stalked? He almost let a small grin pass his features at your words. You were far too oblivious to his love, it pained him. Kai had not stalked you, he had been confessing, all this time — now all that was left was for you to reciprocate his feelings.

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⋅˚₊‧ secretly dating TXT ‧₊˚ ⋅

3.2k words. headcannon. boyfriend!txt x fem!reader, nondescriptive smut scenes. light jealousy. friends to lovers. mentions of phone sex, mutual masturbation, oral sex, riding

ᯓ★ YEONJUN

He’s real cheeky about it, always has a little smirk on his face when you step into the room and he’s so sure no one knows what’s going on but he’s also so obvious about it. Even if they don’t think you’re dating, they definitely think there’s feelings there.

Yeonjun is always the type to try and impress you too, has to show off how good he is at things and makes sure you’re watching when he does.

Anytime you go out with them, he’s going to make sure you’re by him or if you split off into groups he’s going to be with you. Every now and then he tries to hold your hand and has to remind himself to chill out until he sees Beomgyu or someone take your attention then suddenly he’s snatching you away with some excuse.

“We’re gonna go get drinks,” Yeonjun says as he practically drags you away from Kai who had been trying to take a selfie with you, “Who wants something?”

“I’ll come wi—“

“We don’t need everyone, the line’s already long,” he argues, making sure to pull you behind him, “We’ll be quick.”

“Could you make it any more obvious?” You ask him once the two of you are far enough from the others. He smirked, interlacing your fingers together, “I can if you want me too.”

If it isn’t obvious yet, Yeonjun is not good at keeping it a secret. He is confident in his ability to keep it on the low until he gets in too good of a mood, then all he wants to do is put his hands on you.

Especially when you go out for drinks and you’re wearing one of his favorite outfits dancing to some song you like and swaying your hips with just the right amount of rhythm that he feels hypnotized.

Usually, he’ll have to distract himself talking with the others but after one too many drinks, he’ll make his way toward you and push away whoever you’re dancing with so you can focus on him and him alone, hands playfully tracing the curve of your hips, sliding under the hem of your shirt and smirking when you push his hand away.

By the time you call it a night, it’s hard to keep your boyfriend off you and you end up barely making it past the door of your apartment when he’s already pushing you up against the wall with his mouth on yours.

He likes taking his time with you, he swears, but something he gets a little too eager. It’s difficult ‘keeping it a secret’ and sometimes all he wants to do is get down on his knees and show you how much he appreciates you.

He has one of your legs thrown over his shoulders, teasing your inner thighs with soft bites that make your breath hitch.

“Don’t be a tease,” you tried to sound playful but it was hard when you felt breathless from the way he pinched your thighs, getting closer and closer to where you needed him the most.

“Oh, like how you weren’t being a tease in front of everyone?” He asked, kissing your clit softly, earning a light moan to fall from your lips.

“Not on purpose,” you sighed, head back against the wall as you closed your eyes to soak in the feeling of his tongue between your wet folds. Yeonjun knew exactly what to do with your body. Maybe it’s because you started off as friends, learned everything it was about each other that when it came to getting intimate, it didn’t take long for him to know what to do to make you moan his name.

And he loved the sound of your voice when you moaned for him so lovingly. His tongue does wonders between your legs and when paired with his long fingers, you can’t help but let yourself fall for him harder every time.

ᯓ★ SOOBIN

Nervous boyf to the core. We know he likes to joke around with TXT and technically speaking you are their friend but when you start dating Soobin…

Oh it’s like a schoolboy crush he’s got to hide. He used to be just as playful with you as before but now he’s scared to get too close because what if he kisses you? Oh my goodness, how would he hold himself back if he gets too close?

Sometimes when you’re around everyone he’ll sit down next to you and spread his legs a little further so that nobody else can squeeze in between you and he’ll make sure that his leg touches yours. If he’s feeling extra bold he might put his hand on your thigh, squeeze it a little and try to cover up his teasing by doing the same to Taehyun or Kai under pretense of joking around.

But let’s not forget about jealous boyfriend Soobin.

“No, Y/n, this is a serious question,” Yeonjun reached for your hand and gave it a tight squeeze, “Who do you think is hotter? Me or Soobin.”

You made the mistake of jokingly saying, ‘You’ thinking Soobin would obviously know you’re only saying it to make Yeonjun feel better but boy were you wrong.

He was upset, visibly upset to the point that when you looked over at him, he would give you a side eye and look away. Everyone noticed it too and found it damn near comical that he was so bothered by it but of course they didn’t know why. He didn’t even talk to you about it till later that night.

“I was joking, Binnie,” you clung to him from behind, “Of course I think you’re so much better looking than anyone but if I said you, everyone would think somethings up. They already think I favorite yo—“

“As you should! I’m your boyfriend, you should favorite me,” He would argue with a cute pout.

He's never an angry type of jealous, usually he gets pouty and thinks about it for days which in turn leaves you wanting to prove to him how much you prefer him over anyone else.

“Jagi,” Soobin had to bite down on his bottom lip to keep his voice down but it was getting hard—well, he was, “Everyone is w-waiting for us.”

“So?” You asked, kissing down his chest as you pushed his shirt up and without being told to, he held it up with the hem between his teeth. He even lifted his hips to help you pull his jeans down, “I’ve missed you.”

Your hand teased his growing bulge, palming his erection over his briefs as you got more comfortable in the backseat of his car. The parking garage was dark and almost empty but he still looked out the windows nervously.

You were supposed to be meeting your friends for a game night and he had told them all he was going to pick you up since you were ‘on the way’ to the dorms, but in reality he needed a little more time with you alone. He just didn’t think that meant you’d ask him to meet you in the backseat so you could show him how much you missed him with your lips around his cock.

And what was he supposed to do when they texted him asking where you were? Was he supposed to tell them that he was moaning your name while hiding down in the parking garage? His hands in your hair, head thrown back with pleasure and abs tightening every time he took a deep breath.

“So good,” he sighed blissfully, eyes threatening to fall shut when your tongue traced the vein that traveled down his length, “Don’t wanna go see them anymore.”

“We have to,” you released him from your mouth, stroking him teasingly, “Or else they’ll get suspicious.”

And by the time you made it upstairs, Soobin couldn’t bother to care about the complaints from everyone about your tardiness. Not when it was taking everything in him not to just pull you into his lap and kiss you for everyone to see.

ᯓ★ BEOMGYU

He’s probably the only member who’s actually good at hiding the fact that he’s dating you.

He jokes with you the same way he jokes with everyone else so no one would ever know that when he touches you under the table, he likes to tease too.

They don’t know that when he says he’s going to play an arcade and sneaks away from the dorm, he’s actually going over to your place when no one’s around and hanging out with you.

In all honesty, he’s probably the best ‘friends to lovers’ of them all. You’re his best friend and have been for a while so when the two of you started dating, it just became like an added perk.

Not only does he get to game with you and crack jokes but now he gets to kiss you and make you feel good too.

It’s great, seriously, and the only downside to it is how serious he comes off to you. Sometimes you struggle to remember he's more than just a friend and sometimes he forgets to remember he doesn’t like it when the others get too close to you.

It’s only okay when he gets close to you, not Soobin, Beomgyu, Taehyun or even Kai. He’s made it clear he’s your ‘best friend’ so yes, he does feel like he has a right to get jealous sometimes.

“What does it matter, Gyu? You got up so I took your seat,” Kai laughed, making himself comfortable next to you on the couch, “The movies about to start just sit next to Jun.”

“But I was sitting there first,” Beomgyu practically stomped his foot in a tantrum, “I went to make Y/n and I popcorn, how are we supposed to share if you took my seat?”

Meaning: how am I supposed to cuddle with Y/n under the blanket if you’re in the way?

“Kai, don’t be mean, he was sitting there first,” you laughed, glancing over at Beomgyu who was pouting now, “Maybe you guys should ‘Paper, Rock, Scissors’ this and the winner gets to sit next to me.”

You gave them both a cheeky smile which made Kai roll his eyes and cringe, “Ew, I don’t want to sit next to you anymore.”

“Then move,” Beomgyu said, already forcing himself down next to you and pushing Kai out the way.

Even when the two of you are all alone and you get too touchy, it’s always playful. There’s always giggles here and there and jokes that make you both stop and laugh.

And after a while he gets lazy with his excuses. He stays out later and when he doesn’t make it home some nights, everyone knows by this time that he’s probably just hanging out with you.

“I’m going to the arcade.”

“With Y/n?”

“No, by myself.”

“Right, I thought you’d be with your best friend tonight.”

It’s only when neither of you answer the phone that the rumors start circulating.

“Oh my god, just ignore it,” Beomgyu groaned as your phone rang for the third time. Soobin and Kai were blowing up your phone after you promised to play them online tonight. Meanwhile you’re naked in bed with your boyfriend who just looks so pretty under you.

He even knew you were supposed to be gaming and that’s why he came over to keep your attention from drifting to anyone but him.

“So greedy, all the time,” you moaned softly, raising your hips against his member and sinking back down to feel the way he stretched your walls for you, “Always want my attention. I thought you wanted to keep it a secret.”

“I do,” he nearly whimpered, fingers digging into your thighs with pleasure, “But it’s hard.”

ᯓ★ TAEHYUN

He’s even worse at hiding it than Yeonjun. He’s just too clingy and he can’t really hide that even around the other members. He’s already touchy with the others but when it comes to his girlfriend? Boy, oh boy.

He likes to touch your thigh under the table or trace your spine whenever you stand in front of him and no one’s looking. When you run your fingers through his hair while watching a movie, he tends to get a little lost in the feeling and starts to doze off with his head practically on your lap.

The others ignore it for the most part but every now and then Kai will try to make a comment about his touchiness toward you and suddenly Taehyun has to act out.

One time the two of you almost got caught getting a little too close while at the bar and he literally pushed you off him before Yeonjun could see you try and kiss him. He ended up paying for that in the end.

“Jagi, just one kiss,” Taehyun begged later that night when you rejected his second attempt since you got back to your place. You weren’t actually mad at him but he liked messing with you so what was wrong with it’s you doing it back?

“Well I tried to give you a kiss earlier and you pushed me away, remember?” You asked, hiding your smirk and turning your back to him. Taehyun didn’t like that at all, and practically pounced on your bed to hold you.

“But I want it now.”

Hes a jealous guy too, a quiet, introverted jealous guy. He won’t say anything but there’ll be signs. He’ll keep his eyes on you and whoever you’re with and have no shame about it.

One time you asked Soobin to help you reach something instead of Taehyun and he couldn’t hide how annoyed he was by it. He even went as far as mocking you for it later that night.

Whenever you’re more distracted by your phone than him, he’s always gotta try and get your attention back on him.

Usually, if you’re alone, it’s with little touches here and there.

He likes playfully pulling at your shirt to bring you closer to him, smile on his face when you whine at being exposed.

You’ll try and escape his affection but you always end up giving in and you end up making out on your couch when you’re finally alone.

He’s handsy too, he loves the way you feel under his fingertips especially when your skirts rolled up and he’s gotten your panties off.

“So soft,” he always reminds you when he traces a finger along your clit, massaging into it with some of your slick. He’s always gentle when he touches you, always kisses down your sides and aims to please you first.

“Mhm,” you moan lightly, hand brushing his soft hair back so you could see his big boba eyes look up at you while he kisses your navel. They distract you from his hand until you feel his middle finger tease your entrance.

“It’s so hard to keep my hands off you,” he always makes sure to remind you when he’s making you feel good with those hands. He’s never shy when it comes to touching you either, always knows just when to curl his fingers or rub your clit while he does it. When he can tell you’re close, he likes to kiss you, swallow your moans and feel your tighten around his fingers.

ᯓ★ KAI

He thought it would be easy at first but he quickly realized how wrong he was.

In the beginning, he did his best to treat you like a friend and nothing else. He would talk to you like he talks to the other members and he wouldn’t make a scene whenever you talked too long to someone else.

He would only get nervous when you would look at him for too long, or wink at him, talk about how he’s your favorite or sit close to him.

And you loved to get him riled up when no one’s looking.

You’re the one to usually initiate something, like when you casually trace your fingers through his hair.

How is he supposed to act unbothered by it?

When you’re out with them all and someone tries hitting on you, and you have to quietly explain that you’re kind of seeing someone which leads the others to ask who, how is Kai not supposed to shout out that it’s him?

How’s he supposed to just join in with the interrogation and act like he doesn’t know anything either?

“Wait, have we met him?” Yeonjun asks you and none of them seem to notice how you look over at Kai and smile so innocently while he’s sweating billets.

“I don’t kiss and tell,” you always say, half laughing at how annoyed they all look and Kai has to pretend to be just as annoyed when in reality he wants to smile too.

“I don’t think we’ll ever know,” he’ll try and pipe in, trying not to smirk and when they’re not looking at him, he winks at you and enjoys the little secret you share.

To be honest, you’re the one who fell for him first.

For some reason his cringey jokes and over the top laugh really pulled you in and when you made the move on him, he hadn’t known what to think.

For the longest he thought of you as a friend so the night you were on video call playing a game together and you were laying on your bed, barely covered by the blanket… he kept getting distracted.

Then you would say something flirty while shifting around and showing the little shorts you wore to sleep and how they barely covered anything, along with your tank top. He would remind himself that you’re just a friend and he’s probably reading too into it

So everything was on the low to begin with. None of the others knew how the two of you would spend almost every night on the phone together and Kai could tell them but why would he? So that they could think they could call you too and take your attention away?

Plus, did he really want them to know about how you looked fresh out the shower on the phone with him? Or how you sounded when you whispered softly with your hand down your panties asking if he’s touching himself too?

And it was known Kai had such a nice voice that you couldn’t help but encourage him to let you hear it when he stroked his stiff member in his bedroom late at night.

“I can’t hear you,” you would remind him, hand touching down your body and showing the camera what he can’t see in person.

“They’re going to hear me,” he whispers, letting out a small moan when you pull down your top and tease him with a view of your bare chest.

“Everyone’s asleep,” you say, “Please? It’s not fair, I don’t ever get to see you alone.”

Your words always got to him, and he would stroke himself just a little faster and whisper, “I want to see you too.”

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I’ve been gone for months and I needed something kind of quick and easy to write so hope you guys liked it 😭should I do more of these?

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#txt #tomorrow x together #240531 #tiktok #taehyun #kang taehyun #hueningkai #huening kai #video #douyin

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TXT :: MINISODE 3: TOMORROW CONCEPT TRAILER

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jeongin-lvr · 6 months

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💭 ׄ ︵͡ make it fit, h. kai

꒰ 🗯️ ꒱ 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀！𝗂 𝖺𝗆 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗄𝖺𝗂 𝗇𝗀𝗅，𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗄𝖺𝗂 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀／𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽𝗒 𝗄𝖺𝗂 𝗇𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝖽，𝗌𝗂𝗓𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗐𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖼𝗋𝖺𝗓𝗒 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾，𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗀𝗍𝗁 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗇𝗍，𝖻𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀，𝖻𝗋𝗎𝗂𝗌𝖾𝗌，𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗅，𝖯𝖴𝖱𝖤 𝖥𝖨𝖫𝖳𝖧，𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾，𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆𝗉𝗂𝖾，𝗉𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗌𝖾．

[ 𝟣𝟣𝟧𝟩 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌 ] ❤︎︎ [ 𝖽𝗈 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍 ] ❤︎︎ [ 𝗆．𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍 ]

"𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚－ 𝗜 𝗖𝗔𝗡,𝗧－" Kai grunted, pressing your face further into the bed with his big hands, the pressure of his thick & long cock stretching you out almost painfully. Yet he was determined to make it all fit. He was just so big, his cock sopping with lewd fluids and red as if it were angry, desperate to be engulfed in your warmth.

Kai clicked his tongue as if he were disappointed but never stopped pushing his hips forward. He only had about half of his cock in your tiny pussy, yet you were already on the verge of tears.

You clutched the bedsheets as a waterfall of tears slipped down your poor puffy cheeks; you were just as desperate as Kai was to make it fit, but you weren't sure. He was just so fucking big. It hurt yet it felt so good, like ecstasy, like a drug that hazed your vision and clouded your mind.

And you just knew as soon as the rest of his inches were buried inside of you, it'd feel perfect. Like something you've been waiting for— like finally having that final piece you've been longing to feel for so long.

"Fuck, bubs, you gotta loosen up—" Kai tilted his head back, feeling how tight you were was making him hiss and groan. Your boyfriend gripped your hips, forgetting his strength and probably etching bruises into your skin, "I'm gonna fucking cum if you don't... relax, baby, p-please..."

You tried, you were so focused on making it fit. Making all of him fit. Another inch filled you up, and you could already feel his angry red tip kiss your cervix— more like stab it. You flinched and let out a sob, making Kai pause, bending forward and breathing into your neck with worry.

"You alright? Should we stop?" He whispered, kissing your shoulders and cooing. Kai was so gentle yet at the same time powerful. He sometimes forgot he was 6' and incredibly strong, almost letting all his weight pile on top of you, burning your skin with his bare chest and crimson skin.

"No— Ning, please, d-don't stop," You pleaded as another set of tears rolled down you face. Kai kissed it better; lips wet with your salty tears, eyes worried but his body so desperate for you. It was hard to stop his hips from rolling, enamored but the way your cunt took him.

"I wan' it. I wan' it so f-fucking bad!" Another inch sunk into your cunt, wet walls fluttering around him. Kai kissed your cheek again, strong hand pressed by your face and gripping the fabric of the sheets in his knuckles.

Kai's pretty nose dragged across your flushed skin, down your back as he kissed up and down your spine. He used his hand to steady you, resting on your tummy as he felt himself sink deeper and deeper... oh, so deliciously.

"Almost there, you're doing so good," Kai mumbled, resisting the urge to just thrust forward and make it all fit in one go. But he knew better than to do that; he would never intentionally hurt his baby like that.

"Just a little— little bit more to go," Kai looked down at the way his erect cock inserted into your cunt, precum wetting around his length where the last few inches lay exposed. It looked like it was dipped in elixir— like honey, sticky and beautifully shimmering.

"Feels— s' full," You spoke so lazily, a drawl of pleasure in your voice. It was hard to form sentences that made sense when he was so deep inside of you.

"I know, I know, bubs," Kai finally felt your cunt loosen, almost begging him to slot himself fully inside of you, "Holy f-fuck—"

And finally Kai was balls deep inside of you, feeling every inch of your walls envelope his cock like a perfect sleeve. Suddenly everything was right, you let out a long moan, loud enough to bounce off the walls and pleasure his ears.

"That's it, that's my good girl..." Kai tilted his head back, resisting every urge to blow, "Tell me when, okay?"

You nodded, frantically gripping and clawing at any pillow or blanket you could. Your mouth lay open, puddles of drool and tears beneath your face.

"Feels— feels good," You utter out between a breathless whimper, "Ning, m' ready for you."

Kai didn't hesitate to move, only softly with an experimental roll of his hips, instantly your cunt pulsated around him, pulling him in deeper as if you were silently begging for him. Your boyfriend groaned, bending forward to wrap his arms around your tummy, gripping you to his chest.

"Fuck, baby, can't hold back—" Kai's hips couldn't be stopped as he began fucking into you from behind, one frantic thrust after another. Soon, the sound of your soaked cunt filling and emptying of his cock was all that could be heard; apart from your endless moans and whines, that is. It was hard to breathe, Kai barely gave you time to think between each thrust, and it only got quicker and hotter from there.

"F-fuck! Ning, s-slow down!" You tried but Kai didn't listen, which a part of you loved. You loved having him like this, using you as if you were a little flesh light just for his pleasure. And paired with the tender touches and gentle coos of apologies he gave you for his almost unstoppable actions, it was heaven sent. The perfect combo.

"M' sorry, I c-can't," Kai held your stomach and pressed all his weight into your back, sticky sweaty skin rubbing together, "You feel so fucking good— fuck, fuck, I'm cumming!"

Before you could even protest (not that you could. Your brain wasn't functioning right. It felt like it was melting out your ears) Kai spilled his seed into you. Pounding into you with his nose buried in the shallow part of your neck, his own whines leaving you on the verge of cumming yourself.

You shuddered as cum filled you to the brim, leaning out in lewd globs and disgusting sounds as he rode out his exhilarating high.

"Ning— s'full, can't—"

Kai, despite the overstimulation, continued thrust his hips into you. A ring of his own cum pooling at the base of his cock as he did so. To stop his wild whines he bit into your neck, whimpering like a dog in heat as he finally felt that familiar flutter of your walls clenching around him.

And soon you were cumming too; engrossed in the pleasure as your face was swallowed by the blankets and another batch of relentless tears coated the sheets.

After a minute of silence (apart from your moans and his whimpers of pleasure) Kai bent down again, kissing the last tear that felt from your eyes, "Proud of you, baby... took me so well."

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