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BALLAD OF A HOMESCHOOLED GIRL (l. heeseung)

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

includes: virgin! reader, oral (male receiving), slight exhibitionism, unprotected sex, degrading, fuckton of pet names, creampie, stuffing mouth with panties, praising, reader is wearing make up and a skirt

word count: 3.4k

synopsis: 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘤 𝘴𝘰𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘴, 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘷𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘰𝘧 a 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘺 𝘦𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘧𝘶𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘦

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"Here?"

"Yeah, will do."

Heeseung locks the door of the tiny bathroom behind the two of you and sends you a lazy smile. His eyebrow twitches up at your awkward stance, hands fiddling with the edges of your short skirt and eyes turned downwards as you bite on your bottom lip. He chuckles.

"Why so nervous, baby?" He asks teasingly as he approaches you and places his hands on your hips. "It's just me."

You want to scoff at his words and this stupid smirk on his handsome face but you try to stay cool and keep your eyes steady on his. He's talking as if he's not the biggest fuck boy in your campus and doesn't have a humble score of sleeping with nearly every single girl from your year.

You've been homeschooled for the bigger part of your life.

You never go to parties.

You don't drink.

And most definitely you don't make out with strangers in your friend's microscopic bathroom.

So it's a wonder, really, how you – probably the most socially awkward girl in this country, ended up right there with Lee Heeseung's saliva on your lips.

"That's exactly why I'm nervous," you reply calmly, raising your chin up and clearing your throat. Fuck, why is it so hot in here?

"Don't worry." His thumbs trace circles on your sides. "I'll make you feel good, pretty girl."

Steady hands caress your hips before swiftly lifting you up and sitting you at the edge of an empty bathtub. With a thumb stroking your cheek, he leans down and captures your lips with his. He nibbles and sucks on the kiss-bruised plush, the heavenly feeling easing you almost immediately and making you putty in his calloused hands.

You let out half a yelp when you feel him moving your tight skirt up, resting it on your waist. His long fingers run up your thighs and inch higher and higher. Breaking the kiss, you can feel your breath hitching when he finally takes the next step and cups your clothed heat, fingertips brushing over the lacy fabric.

"Is this okay?" He mumbles into your lips as he sucks on them again.

Your face is already burning at the new sensation, never before feeling a male hand in such intimate place, and you look at him like dear caught in headlights. Cute, Heeseung thinks.

"Y-Yeah," you stutter out breathily, hands reaching forward and shyly clutching on his black t-shirt. Your mind spins as he kisses you without giving you a speaking break. "Yeah, it's just-" A small whimper makes its way out of your lips when he pushes his fingers a little more firmly, thumb pressing down on your clit. "I'm a virgin," you whisper into his mouth, looking at him with slight dread in your wide eyes and waiting for his reaction.

But he only smiles and traces your wet bottom lip with his tongue. "Yeah, figured that much. I'll take care of you, baby. Just relax."

He pecks you sweetly when you nod your head, then lets his hand slip underneath the cute lace. If the feeling of your warm and so soft cunt didn't make his dick twitch in his pants, the small whine you let out definitely did the job. Keeping his eyes on you to watch your reaction, Heeseung slowly runs two of his fingers through your folds and smiles as he notices how wet you already are.

You tilt your head backwards as he slowly starts rubbing your clit with his thumb. None of your quiet sighs go past his ears, so he does all of his best to enhance the sounds gradually into small whimpers and moans. His fingers work on your wet pussy and he finally lets his thumb drop to circle around your soaked hole.

It's only when you whimper again that he slides his slender finger between your folds and watches carefully as your eyebrows furrow up and lips part slightly. Your hips jerk into his touch and you finally give him a longer whine. Heeseung slowly moves the finger in and out, shallowly at first, then pace growing faster as you relax your body and lean forward until your forehead is resting on his stomach.

"You doin' okay?" He asks, casting a glance down at you slouched over him, hair bouncing as you nod your head. "Use your words, baby."

"It feels so good," you choke out, words barely coherent because of the way your mouth is smushed in the fabric of his shirt.

"Yeah? That's good," he coos slightly as one of his hands reaches up to caress your hair.

Soon, he's adding his middle finger into this sinful commotion and you can feel the knot in your stomach becoming tighter. He smiles slightly at the feeling of your walls clenching around him so greedily.

Your face pushes even further into into his toned stomach, his hand holding you firmly by the back of your neck as he resumes plunging his long digits in and out of your pussy. He's already learnt just how exactly to crook his fingers to earn this sweet little moan out of you, so he keeps on doing that and smirks when your nails dig into the muscles on his lower back.

He stretches you out so well, you let go of all of your senses and rely on his touch only.

"I-I'm, mmph, I'm so close."

Heeseung hums. "Oh, yeah? Then cum for me, pretty girl."

And you do. Your thighs close rapidly and squeeze his relentless hand in between them as the blissful high flows down your body. You whine and pant with your nails digging even further into his skin, but he doesn't mind – sweet praises leaving his lips as he helps you ride out your orgasm.

Once you've stopped spasming around him, Heeseung slips his fingers out of you and takes a step back, admiring your bashful face and wild eyes. You grasp the cool edge of the bathtub instead, fingers itching to reach out for him again. His hand moves up to your face and wipes the smudged lipstick from your chin before leaning down and sealing your lips with yet another kiss.

There was something about him that made you want him to do absolutely everything to you.

"C-Can you teach me how to do that?" You ask sheepishly, pulling away from him slightly.

He raises his eyebrows slightly. "Do what?"

You flush and tighten your fingers on the tub. Looking down, you clear your throat, then mumble, "You know what."

You watch as his face confronts with a crooked smile.

"Aw, baby, you wanna suck me off?"

You've only known him for the past hour but you're already so damn weak for this man, you don't even need to think twice before nodding your head. Eyes, so big and shiny, looking up at him with such innocence – Heeseung would be a very stupid man to reject this offer.

"You sure?" He asks and you nod again. "Alright, if you want to," he says, a grin plastered on his face when he starts unbuckling the belt on his hips. "I'm a sucker for pretty faces, you know. So you've never done that before?"

You shake your head silently, eyes watching his every move carefully. He lets his pants drop down to his knees, then does the same with his boxers. You swallow harshly, feeling yourself growing wet again as his semi-hard, thick cock falls between his thighs. Pretty and pink and your eyes glaze over with lust, one you've never felt before.

As if hypnotized, you watch as Heeseung's ring adorned fingers wrap around his length and he gives himself couple strokes. You're intimidated, sure, but the throbbing between your thighs pushes the feeling aside and makes you slip down the bathtub, knees hitting the tiled floor.

"Good girl," he praises with a large smile before stepping closer to you until your face is leveled with his stroked dick. "Alright, give me your hand."

You do as he says and reach your hand up, trying not to pay attention to how much smaller it looks compared to his. You do your best not to flinch when he spits on your open palm. Using his fingers, he spreads yours and wraps them at the bottom of his shaft, just where he held it half a minute ago. He's warm and veiny where you grasp him and you look up for the next instructions. He runs your intertwined hands up and down his dick, moisturizing it by spitting on your palm few more times.

"Open your mouth, baby. Tongue out," he tells you and you oblige. Once you're prepared, Heeseung lays the pink head on your tongue and gently tugs your chin a little more down. "There you go. Now, try sucking the tip, hm?"

You keep your eyes at him for a second before enclosing your lips and taking in the warm end of his dick in your mouth. You suck on it gently and look up at his reaction. Heeseung's hand slowly runs down your hair and he smiles down at you.

"Yeah, just like that, sweet thing. You can use your hand a little too, just like we did before," he encourages you, so you grow a little more comfortable and confident with your movements.

You keep it up for a moment, stroking his hardening length simultaneously. He jerks his hips suddenly with a loud groan when your tongue swirls and the tip of it and makes contact with the underside of his cock head. You instantly let go of him, worried that you did something wrong.

"No, no, baby, keep going, It was good," he says and you nod slightly before capturing his dick back in your mouth. "Try taking a little more for me, doll."

The wetness between your thighs becomes more prominent as the sound of Heeseung's grunts and huffs increases and you shift slightly. You move your head, imitating shallow thrusts as your face flushes with every next second. The act itself is so new to you, the lewdest thing you've ever done, and you whine softly at how much you're actually enjoying it.

The sound vibrates through Heeseung's now fully erected length, making him close his eyes and groan quietly in return.

His breath grows heavier. "Fuck, baby, can I try something?"

You let your hand off of his cock and rest it on his thigh instead. Your face is flushed, teary eyes looking up at him so fucking prettily, looking like a damn angel at his feet, and he can't help himself from bucking his hips into your mouth a little further than he originally planned. You gasp in surprise and gag around his dick, not expecting to feel it shoved so far deep.

You hum in agreement, making him twitch once again and before you know, he pushes a stranded lock behind your ear then grabs your head by both sides gently. Listening to his open a little wider, your eyes widen when he slides even more of his dick into your warmth mouth. His groans are so sinfully attractive that you can't find a single bone in your body that wants to back down now.

"Fuck, sorry! Sorry," he apologizes instantly and soothes you by caressing your hair. "Easy."

There are streaks of tears running down your cheeks now and you're sure that the make up you've been working on for so long is completely ruined now. Heeseung pulls back slightly and resumes his previous pace. You try to keep up and lap your tongue around his cock to the best of your ability, which earns a streak of soft hums from his throat. Your chin falls slack as it numbs slightly, and you let him use your mouth free to his will.

"That's it, sweetheart," he moans and keeps working your head. Your knees begin to hurt uncomfortably but you would be damned if you ever dared to stop him. With two more pumps, Heeseung lets go of your hair and pulls out of your mouth, jerking himself off with quick strokes. "Where can I come?"

You clear your throat and hesitate slightly before saying, "You can do it in my mouth."

Heeseung grunts in reply before tilting your face up and shoving his dick back there again. Hot tears stain your cheeks when he finally lets go with a loud moan and splutters white seeds down your throat. The taste is not what you expected, yet you do your best to swallow as much as you can, letting the rest drip down your chin.

After coming down from his high, he pulls away to crouch down in front of you and kiss your red and swollen lips. You whimper at the slightly burning sensation yet still you pull his neck to you and let his tongue enter your needy mouth. His lips move down and sponge kisses on the soft skin of your neck before pulling you up to your feet.

"Hope it didn't hurt too much, baby," he mutters, looking pointedly at your red knees.

"It's fine," you reply quickly, drunk on his kisses and greedy for more.

It's stupid how bewitched you have him only after meeting you such short time ago. Your face stained with smudged make up. Your glossy eyes that look at him with such need. Your sweet voice and the cute little moan you let out as he sucks on your tongue – all of it. And, fuck, he can feel himself growing hard again.

"Want more?" He asks after his teeth nibble on your bottom lip.

You nod your head dumbly. "Yes, more, please. Give me more."

A rasped fucking christ drifts from between gritted teeth as he turns you both around and presses your back against the bathroom door. Your skirt is still riled up, exposing your underwear that Heeseung soon starts slipping down your legs. You sigh when the cool air hits your soaking folds and you shiver, both from the cold and the nervous anticipation.

He grabs your thighs firmly and lifts you up in his arms, spreading your legs as he steps closer to rub his wet dick between your legs. Your back is pushed into the wooden surface and you hit your head by an accident as you tilt it backwards. Heeseung chuckles.

"Ready?" He breathes out, looking into your eyes and watching carefully to back away at any sign of discomfort on your face. But he finds none, only a firm nod of your head and eyes clouded with lust. "Good. Tell me if something hurts or if anything's wrong, okay?"

You nod, a sheepish smile tugging on the corners of your lips. "Yeah, okay."

Heeseung lunges forward and kisses you hungrily again as he lines his hardened length to your weeping hole. When he rocks the tip of his cock into you, you can't help the whine at the unfamiliar feeling. It doesn't hurt, unlike what you've been so afraid of – you just feel so full as he slowly sinks more and more inside you. Your clenching walls suck him in so eagerly, impatient to make him the first one to have you in such way.

And, fuck, he almost loses his mind when your seeping cunt swallows him all the way through your tightness and gripping him so hard he can barely move. Heeseung groans lowly, hands pushing onto your thighs and spreading them even more apart until he bottoms out in you fully. You claw at his shoulder blades, leaving tiny red crescent marks all over his skin whenever you move your fingers.

"You're doing good, baby?" He asks and grins when you nod your head with a moan. "Such a good girl f' me."

He fucking swears he's in love.

His hips move in careful strokes against yours at first, letting you adjust to the unfamiliar stretch. And the second he looks at your face again, he could cum solely from the starry-eyed wet look you give him.

He groans low in his throat and he thinks it's the first time in his life he stutters while fucking a girl.

"F-Fuck, baby, quit squeezin'," he pants when your tensed walls don't give him even a second of break. He clenches his eyes tightly and ruts his hips a little quicker, causing your body to rock against the door and make a dull noise. "You're so tight. So good. Prettiest girl I've ever fucked."

You sound so pathetic after hearing his praising. When he picks up the pace even more, all you hear is white noise as you let him pound you against the door. All you know at the moment is Heeseung, Heeseung, Heeseung. The way his fingertips dig into the plush of your thighs and ass, his lips on your neck, his whiny voice. Heeseung.

"Heeseung, I-," you whimper mid-sentence, voice trembling and jumping as he fucks up into you. "It's so good. You're amazing."

"Aren't you the sweetest little thing?" He snickers, giving you a harsher thrust and clicking his tongue at the strangled sound you let out.

It's overwhelming. The pleasure and him. It's a lot and soon you're left a quivering mess, swallowing thick and choking back on your tears.

"Aww, baby, I know," he coos at the sight of your shiny lashes. He wipes under your wet eyes with his thumb and squishes you even further into the door until he's chest to chest with you now. "You're doing so well for me."

By the way you're throbbing around him, he can easily tell you're close without even needing to hear your words. His eyes wander down to see your shaky fingers rubbing onto your swollen clit and he grins teasingly. "Ahh, so you do know a little something then."

He removes your hand only to replace it with his more skilled one and your body jolts forward into his, trembling in his firm hold.

You jerk in his arms, growing louder in the sounds you let out, having little to no control over them. It's so loud combined with the rattling of the old door as your body hits it over and over again. His eyes roll back at the sound of your whines – borderline screams really.

Heeseung reaches to his pocket where he's hidden your panties before and pulls them out only to shove the fabric between your parted lips.

"You're too loud, sweetheart. We need t' keep it down," he chuckles and resumes his unrelenting pace, completely unaware of how your brain has melted at his lewd act.

You're cumming on his dick within seconds, slumping heavily on his body as you cry out into his ear, teeth clenching harshly on your underwear. At the feeling of your trembling thighs and the unforgiving grip of your cunt, Heeseung furrows his eyebrows with bliss as he follows right behind you and releases right inside your warm walls.

You're nearly gone. Face so fucked out, cheeks so prettily stained with wet mascara and the black lace hanging from your drooling mouth, it makes Heeseung's cock twitch and throb as he overstuffs you with his hot strings of creamy cum.

With a whimper, you start squirming against his firm body pressed so closely to yours as his release starts overflowing out of your hole and leaking out on your bare thighs. "Stay still, baby. Lemme fill you up like a proper slut," he hums deeply, hands soothing you as they caress your skin with gentle touch, such a contrast to his filthy words. He empties himself in you completely with shallow thrusts and you pant, head dropping to his shoulder as you let your panties fall to the ground as well.

The two of you stay still like that for couple minutes, way too intimate for a pair of strangers. But you like it. Surprisingly, he makes you feel the most comfortable you've ever been around a boy. And damn what a boy he is.

Instead of letting your shaky legs touch the floor, Heeseung walks you all the way to the sink and sits you there. He grabs the first better hand towel within his reach and soaks it with warm water before bringing it to your sensitive and still throbbing pussy. He cleans you up, not minding the small jerks and sighs you let out.

You thank him softly and watch as he fixes himself up then comes back to you, stepping in between your legs and leaning down to kiss you once more. He's addicted, that's the only explanation for the way his heart hammers in his chest.

He's much gentler this time – letting his lips caress yours slowly and capturing them fully. Your mind is still hazy from him, dizzy from his intoxicating scent and shying away from his handsome face.

"Can I have your number? Please."

His embarrassingly desperate eyes are enough to have you nodding and typing your name on his roughed up phone.

"i stumbled over all my words

i made it weird, i made it worse

each time i step outside, it's social suicide"

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#no matter how much time passes this fic will forever remain my personal it girl #GOATED #im rarely this happy with anything ive written i swear 😭😭#im just a sucker for this trope

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heeliopheelia · 7 months ago

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𝐁𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐄𝐍𝐇𝐘𝐏𝐄𝐍'𝐒 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒 ☼

genre: fluff

word count: 2.6k

an: i'm sorry for the length (especially the sunoo's one), hope that makes up a little bit for my absence :))

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LEE HEESEUNG

You jog up the stairs to Heeseung's apartment, soaked to the bones from the pouring rain. You rush all the way up the staircase, teeth chattering as you spot your boyfriend already waiting for you with his door open.

"Oh my god, I'm freezing!" You whine out as you throw yourself on his neck, clinging to his body in a poor attempt to steal some of his body warmth.

Heeseung yelps at the feeling of your wet clothes and pulls you inside the apartment, kicking the door closed behind him and wrapping his arms around your waist.

"Are you crazy? How could you walk all the way here in a fucking downpour?" He scolds you halfheartedly, rubbing his arms up and down your body to help with warming you up.

"Wasn't my fault! It came down on me like halfway here," you mumble into his neck. "I missed you too much."

You can hear him chuckling and he pulls away from you, grabbing you by the hand and giving one last look at your sorry looking self.

"Come on, let's take care of it."

You let him lead you to his bedroom and you stand next to him patiently, waiting as he digs through his closet in an attempt to find his warmest clothes.

"Alright, these will do, I think," he says and tosses the items on his bed.

He stands right in front of you and leans down to help you tug your wet shirt up to put his hoodie over your head next. It takes you both a hot struggling minute to take the soaked jeans off your legs but after a while you succeed and tug on a pair of Heeseung's gray shorts. He reaches down and pulls on the strings to tighten them on your hips comfortably. You feel so content with the feeling of the wet clothes finally being replaced with the warm, your boyfriend-scented ones.

"Thanks," you say and smile up at him, raising to your tiptoes to press a loving kiss to his jawline.

"You're very welcome," he responds, lips stretching out in a wide smile as well. He wraps his arms around your middle and pulls you closely to his chest before leaning down to meet his lips with yours.

PARK JAY

With a playful scowl, you shove Jay gently with your elbow. "That's not what I said, liar!"

"Yes, it is. You're just in denial," he teases back and flicks your forehead with a chuckle.

It's so late at night, you can almost see the sun rising above the horizon, yet neither of you feels tired as you just can't get enough of each other.

You haven't been on a date for nearly a month as both of your tight schedules prevented you from seeing each other for so long, so now that you finally have the time with him, you're going to make every minute of it worthy.

You're walking by the river, Jay's arm wrapped around your waist and fingers caressing your side gently. There's not a single soul apart from the two of you here in such ungodly hour and you bask in the silent flow of the river.

Jay's hand suddenly brushes over your forearm and he gasps quietly when he feels the sharp goosebumps covering your skin. He turns his head to you and is instantly met with your sheepish smile.

"I told you to bring a jacket," he scolds you. "You never listen to me."

You stifle a laugh at seeing your boyfriend so worked up. You raise your arm up and rub your fingers on the frowned skin in between his eyebrows. Grabbing his hand and wrapping it back around your waist, you try to force him to walk forward but he stubbornly digs his heels in the gravel.

"Oh, come on. It's summer! And the forecast said it would be warmer today," you say with a pout. "It's not a big deal, though. I'm not even that cold, let's go."

"You're insane if you think I'd let you walk around like that," he scoffs and starts shrugging off his own leather jacket.

"No! Keep it on, now you're gonna be cold!" You protest quickly but still let him wrap the warm clothing over your shoulders. "See? You're shaking like a leaf."

Jay only rolls his eyes at your teasing and pulls you close to him again as you finally resume walking. "Am not."

You giggle at him but then something comes to your mind. "Wait, I have a better idea! Stay still."

You stop Jay and walk around him, only to jump on his back and wrap your arms around his neck. He stumbles slightly at your unexpected weight on top of him but quickly regains his balance, placing his hands under your knees. You happily tuck your head in his shoulder and place a kiss to his sensitive skin, earning a satisfied huff out of him.

"See? Now the both of us are warm."

SIM JAKE

You ring the doorbell and wait for one of the boys to open the door. Jake has texted you about half an hour ago that he'd just come back from his football practice and that you should drop by. You don't need to be asked twice, so you grabbed some of your stuff and headed to his apartment.

You hear a voice calling something from behind the door before it opens and you're greeted by Heeseung's smiling face.

"Hi," you say and walk in as he opens the door for you widely.

"Jake's in his room," he answers your question before you even have the chance to ask it.

You nod your head with a smile. "Thanks."

When you walk into the pointed bedroom, you're greeted by the evening darkness — well, besides the light coming from your boyfriend's phone that's currently lying on his chest, most likely forgotten as the video playing on it put Jake to sleep. Shaking your head with a small laugh, you walk up to the bed and put his phone aside before settling up right next to him.

When you press your lips to his cheek softly, Jake wakes up and looks at you with dim eyes.

"Hi," you whisper with a giggle, hugging him with a smile on your lips.

"You're here already," he says, voice a little raspy. He pulls you closer and kisses your lips. "Sorry, didn't mean to fall sleep."

"It's okay," you hum before untangling yourself from his arms and getting up.

Jake points to his desk. "The shirt's there."

Just like you've done so many times before, you quickly change into the t-shirt that he left you and neatly fold your clothes on his desk chair. Dressed in a proper attire, you go back to the bed and immediately are caged by his arms that pull you closely to his chest.

"God, you look the best in my clothes," he mumbles as his lips nuzzle your cheek.

You let out a small laugh. "You think so?"

Jake hums and you feel his slim fingers stroking your skin underneath his t-shirt. "Absolutely. I would show you if I wasn't so damn tired, trust me."

PARK SUNGHOON

You reach your arms above your head, your hand meeting the soft skin of Sunghoon's cheek as you caress it gently. The two of you are cuddled up on his couch, trying to watch some sitcom but unsurprisingly ending up talking and bickering throughout most of the episode. You're wearing Sunghoon's hoodie that you've stolen couple hours ago. He loves when you do that. Seeing you in his clothes brings him so much warmth and giddiness, though he rarely says anything.

"You still have some of that popcorn left?" You ask, tilting your head backwards to take a glimpse of your boyfriend's face.

His hands are resting inside the front pocket of your hoodie, fingers absently drawing circles on your covered stomach.

"One would think you'd have enough for today," he teases with a snicker, his fingers curling up and tickling you gently, making you squirm with a strangled yelp. "You ate two bowls all by yourself. If you keep it up, you're gonna end up with a tummy ache."

You hum in agreement, settling back down on his chest. "I guess you're right."

You sit in silence only for a short while before Sunghoon asks suddenly, "I can make you a sandwich if you're hungry though?" He moves his head to the side to make it easier for you to look at him.

"Really?" You gasp from excitement, surprised at the kind act of your never-cooking boyfriend. "You'd do that for me?"

Sunghoon laughs and pinches your side playfully. "Am I really such a bad boyfriend that my girlfriend gets this excited over a sandwich?"

"You're the best one of a kind," you chirp, grinning up at him.

Sunghoon scoffs and leans forward to press his warm lips to your temple. "Fine. I'll be right back."

KIM SUNOO

You wake up as a sudden cramp twists your guts. You whine quietly, rolling to your side and away from Sunoo who's been holding you tightly for the entire night. You slowly open your eyes, blinking to adjust to the light coming out of the window as sunrise lights up the room thinly.

You turn around to face your sleeping boyfriend, only to end up gasping as your eyes land on the red stain on the bed. You quickly get up from the bed, head spinning from the abrupt movement. You tear up out of embarrassment, even if you know it's not your fault that your period started earlier than it was supposed to.

"What's going on?" Sunoo asks groggily as he takes in your panicked state in confusion. He sits up on the bed, concerned at the sight of your teary eyes. "Are you okay? What happened?"

You shake your head, knowing you're being a little dramatic but the fear of him getting mad or even grossed out lays a shadow over your common sense.

You speak up quietly. "I got my period early and stained your bed. I'm so sorry."

You watch as Sunoo's eyes drift down to the bedding before he clicks his tongue and stands up from the bed. You hide your face in your hands out of embarrassment.

"I'm sorry! I didn't-"

"Oh, come on, you really think I'd be mad at you for that?" He interrupts you and wraps his arms around you. "Please, don't cry, angel. It's not your fault and it's okay."

"But I ruined your sheets!" You whine out, hiding your face in the crook of his neck instead.

"You didn't ruin anything, silly! It's just a little blood," he scoffs and leans down to kiss the top of your head. "Hold on, alright?"

Relief rushes through your veins at his peaceful reaction, but then again, how could you ever expect anything else from your angel? You suddenly feel silly for overreacting like that but Sunoo doesn't give you a lot of time to overthink as he comes back with a pair of sweatpants in his hand.

"Here, get changed into these and I'll take care of the bed, alright?"

You nod your head before pecking his cheek and going to the bathroom to change. After cleaning up and tugging on the sweats, you come back to the bedroom and notice that he's already replaced the stained sheet with a clean one.

"See? Nothing happened, don't worry," he assures you one more time as he walks over to you and grabs your hand. He drags you over to his bed and crawls up behind you to wrap his arms around your waist and bury his face in your hair. "Now, let's go back to sleep because it's too damn early to be awake."

YANG JUNGWON

His thumb strokes the soft skin on your palm as the both of you walk down the park. You're just coming back from your date since it's gotten a little too windy to stay outside, so now you're on your way back home.

"No, she told me not to do that but I- God!" You interrupt yourself out of annoyance as your hood gets blown away from your head for like the hundredth time this hour. Murmuring under your nose, you tug it back on rather aggressively which makes Jungwon snicker quietly.

You keep talking. "So, as I was saying, I- Oh my god, I'm gonna lose my mind!" You cry out in defeat when another strong whisk of wind swipes the hood off the top of your head. Your boyfriends laughs louder now as he's been just wondering how much time will it take for you to finally lose it.

"You just can't get a break, can you?" He teases before stopping and walking in front of you.

You watch in confusion as he fixes the hood at your neck, then brings his hands up and tucks away the loose hair that wind has blown in your face. His grin is permanent on his face as he reaches his arms up and takes off his black beanie before tugging it over your hair instead. You instantly feel warmer and it's your turn to flash Jungwon with a smile now.

"Thanks," you say and run your hand through his thick hair to tame them a little.

Jungwon catches your hand in his and lifts it up to his face, only to end up pressing a soft kiss to your knuckles. "Just don't wanna have you sick by tomorrow."

NISHIMURA RIKII

"Loser!"

Your laughter echoes in Niki's head as another snowball hits him right in the shoulder. He sends you a playful glare before leaning down into the snow and collecting a fistful of it, only to respond to your sudden attack with a throw at your head. You duck down slightly and avoid the snow from smacking you right in the face.

"That was rude!" You exclaim, instantly throwing another snowball into his hood as he turns around.

Niki yelps and looks at you in shock. "How dare you?" He asks, trying his best to cover his smile. "You better hide cause I won't let that slide."

You listen to his words and jog a couple meters back with a giggle. When you turn around, you notice your boyfriend standing almost face to face with you, holding a pile of snow in his gloved hand. He comes closer to you without the intention to throw it at you and you gasp as you realize what he's about to do.

"Don't even try," you warn him, backing away from him. "You're not gonna rub it in my face, you clown."

"I wouldn't be so sure of that if I was you," Niki teases before launching himself onto you.

As you try to dodge him, you quickly start backing away with your hands protecting your face. Next thing you know, you're tripping over the curb of the sidewalk and falling back into the large pile of snow. You yelp as your body is instantly engulfed with cold. You try to push yourself up from the pile and instantly feel your hand freezing up as you forgot to bring your gloves from home.

"Geez."

You can hear Niki mumbling from above you before his large hands pull you up from the pile. When you're standing back on your feet, he starts to dust you off from the snow sticking to your clothes and hair. You smile at him widely, watching as he fixes the collar of your jacket with furrowed eyebrows.

Without saying anything else, he unwraps his scarf and places it around your neck instead, securely tying it and tucking your wet hair underneath it. At the end he slides his gloves onto your frozen hands and hides them inside his jacket as he pulls you closely to his chest.

"Thank you. Best boyfriend who?" You grin up at him and raise to your tiptoes to peck his jaw sweetly.

Niki flicks your nose. "Loser."

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