#jiwoo x shy reader

[mr-crawlings-wife]

Could you do a jiwoo x shy reader please 🥺

𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 :)

𝙸'𝚖 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚎. 𝙸'𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢.

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♥ Getting into a relationship with him after he's meet the group is quite difficult. As it's really hard to find alone time with them around all the time.

♥ You happened to be a classmate of his. One he has known for a while. You're also a loner like him but unlike him you had friends. This was way before his powers got revealed. Back when he used to still be bullied.

♥ You were the only person who ever stood up for him. Despite your obvious shyness you were always there to speak up for him when people were being unfair with him. And although it didn't get rid of the bullying altogether, it did lessen it for short periods of time.

♥ One thing he found odd though was that you never went up to him or tried to be his friend out rightly. And while he adored you for helping him, you not making any moves caused him to have doubts.

♥ He became rather self conscious. Thinking that perhaps you only helped out of the kindness of your heart, out of just pity, not because you genuinely wanted to help or be his friend. And you not making the first move just proved it further more.

♥ You guys have a real conversation for the first time when you see him at Shinwa. You were surprised and went up to him asking why he was there because as far as you knew, he wasn't an awakened.

♥ He was also shook to see you there as he didn't know about your powers either.

♥ After the initial shock wore off though, things became quite awkward.

♥ After the car ride home and being dropped off in front of his house, he finally perked up the courage to ask you why you always avoided him. And he was quite shocked to see that you appeared to be shocked to hear that, almost as if that wasn't true at all.

♥ Oh but it really wasn't true. You explained yourself to him in a frenzy, your heart beating out of your chest, your palms becoming sweaty, and your words jumbling up as you flailed around.

♥ He didn't know why but there was something so charming about your state. You looked so awfully adorable. So vulnerable. It made him blush the lightest shade of red. But he quickly shook his head and invited you inside his house as he noticed that some mosquitoes were flying around.

♥ When you vehemently declined his offer, he seemed to physically deflated. His expression becoming down turned, his bottom lip jutting out in a slight pout as he looked up at you with suddenly glossy eyes.

♥ And that's how he landed you in his living having a cup of coffee as you look in every fucking direction but him.

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🄰🄵🅃🄴🅁 🄼🄾🄽🅃🄷🅂 🄾🄵 🄱🄴🄸🄽🄶 🅃🄾🄶🄴🅃🄷🄴🅁:

♥ Cuddling with him is one of the purest and simplest joys on earth. But it takes a while before you cuddle him face to face. Before that, it's always been your back to him. And despite having to have heaps of hair be choved up in his face, he doesn't mind. It took a lot for you to do this with him after all. He's grateful and he'll take all that he can get.

♥ Hand holding? ❌

Pinky holding? ✅

♥ He doesn't want to push you too much but he doesn't want to lose you in a crowded space either. So for safety and comfort reasons, he came up with this solution. Whenever you feel the need to hold his hand but don't want to hold too much of him, just latch onto his pinky and sometimes maybe even ring finger. It always makes his heart melt into a puddle whenever he looks back at you and sees you in your large sweater that's basically eating you, a puffy beanie of your head, a scarf that he himself knitted for you, wrapped firmly around your neck and your cheeks squished together slightly and red from the cold winter air, a small single snowflake on your little nose and your hand holding onto his pinky. The sight is so cute. You look so squishable, so fragile, so vulnerable, so in need of love and comfort and protection. It really feeds into his hero complex.

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𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚊𝚢! 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐! :𝙳

[defmaybe]

Bahama

KISS OF LIFE’s Won Haneul x Male Reader

1.7k words

See Also: Sticky, Not Shy

A/N: Itzy fic with a Kiss of Life title, check. Aespa fic with an Itzy title, check. So, here we are, Kiss of Life fic with an Aespa title. Also, a bit exposition heavy in the beginning lmao. Thanks for reading as always!!!

–

Small, idyllic waves crash into the golden sand. Seagulls fly above your head. People run into the water. The scent of salt permeates the air. The sun is setting in front of you, casting orange into the sky. You’d be lying to say that you don’t like this place.

Department trip, electrical engineering to be exact, would’ve been a splendid chance for you to get closer to Won Haneul, the goddess you’ve been pining over for the last few months. You fell in love with her confidence—how she’s always not letting her voice be silenced. Her leadership—how she led your group to a standing ovation from the professor last semester. Her invulnerability—how she stands up for the minority (which includes you, once).

Two problems, though. She definitely doesn’t love you back. Only occasional hello-s and hi-s in the hallway, that’s all. And this trip has been far from productive. You couldn’t get close to her for less than a meter for the last thirty-six hours, and by tomorrow, this chance would fly away as you two have to go back to your mundane university lives.

The other problem is that everyone has also been pining over her, so your chances are negative.

–

You and Wonbin are sitting on the sand, watching the sunset together. What a sight. Both of you have been sipping your beers once every few minutes for a while now. You watch Haneul playing volleyball with her friends from afar, wearing a set of skimpy clothes you’ve been fantasizing about for the last few months. Black bra, short jeans that accentuate her ass so fucking well. You have to adjust your trunks every once in a while to hide that raging erection.

Not that it goes by without Wonbin noticing it, though.

“Fucking pervert,” he says with a giggle.

“What the fuck?” you sneer back at him, trying to deny your frenzy lust for Haneul.

“And I thought I’ve been the dirty one all this time.”

“Fuck off, man,” you curse, gauging off a laugh from Wonbin.

“You really like her that much, don’t you?”

You can only whimper back.

“Go talk to her! I’m sure she won’t mind.”

“I don’t know, man. She wouldn’t even bat an eye on me unless I’m in an accident or something.” You surrender to the hypothetical apathy of hers. How could a popular woman even come to pour an ounce of interest for you?

White screen, her in the middle, smiling, a single, large carnation blooming behind her.

Elegant.

She looks better alone than with you.

“I mean, I didn’t win Jiwoo’s heart by just looking at her from afar. Go talk to her!” Wonbin says with a chuckle, shrugging. “A simple ‘Hey’ wouldn’t hurt.”

“What if she doesn’t like me? You can’t just expect me to do that!” you reply, sighing.

“Look, it’s the only way, man. Stop putting women on the pedestal and your whole world will change,” he answers.

“Ugh, I just–” you lie down on the sand before closing your eyes. “–I can’t.”

Wonbin pats your shoulder before lying down beside you.

“Man.”

—

Your moment of peace lasts pretty long. If the weather isn’t so hot, you swear you could fall asleep right then and there. The sound of the sea fills your ear, with the images of Haneul in those shorts reeling in your mind. God, what a time.

Until you feel a cold sensation on your pants, freezing cold.

And you hear Haneul gasps.

“Shit, fuck, I–I’m sorry,” she apologizes, stuttering slightly.

Shit. She spills her watermelon frappe on the fabric. You can’t panic. Don’t fucking panic.

“O–Oh, it’s f–fine, Miss Won,” you stammer in the same fashion as hers, before realizing what you’ve just–

“Hmm?” she says, before letting out a laugh, one that’s probably out of you being a pathetic man.

Fuck.

“Miss Won?” Her laugh grows even louder.

Why not just end it all here? You sit there, frozen, until her snicker subsides.

“Oh, don’t be shy, mister,” Haneul says with a sly smile, offering you a hand to get up. “Let’s get you cleaned up. Again, I’m sorry for, well, that.”

“I–It’s fine, Haneul.” You comply with her invitation, reaching for her and getting up from the sandy floor. There goes your chance of her. It’s over. 

At least she’s still kind to you.

—

“Ready?”

“Yeah.”

Haneul adeptly twists the tap, and warm water flows out of the shower head she’s holding onto your swimming trunk. It was supposed to get wet, anyway. It’s just not in the way you’ve expected it to be.

She takes you back to the villa to clean you up. Sure, you could’ve just walked into the sea for a cleanup session, but her insistence was hard to resist. So, here you are, in the bathroom together.

She smiles throughout this embarrassing act (at least for you), as if there’s something amusing to be found within washing watermelon frappe off a man’s private parts. You are in a frozen state in front of this deity, just half a meter away from you, unable to say a word aside from the high-pitched grunts from time to time, bringing out laughs from her.

Until she clears her throat.

“Can I say something?” Haneul asks, eyes darting away from you, finding comfort in other objects around the room.

“Y–Yeah, sure.”

“Um…” She blinks rapidly, only able to maintain just a split second of eye contact with you. Is she finding you repulsive?

Anticipation hangs heavy. Both of you cannot say a thing under the silence. You watch her evading your eyes.

“Nothing,” she says, tucking her hair behind her ears. “We should get going.”

It’s over.

“Yeah,” you reply, before patting the last bit of the red chunk away as she turns off the water. “Thanks, Haneul.”

It ends here—your chance with her. At least you two can still be friends.

You turn back, ready to open the do–

“Wait.”

The word holds you accountable for a hot breath longer.

She turns the tap back on. But this time, she aims for your abdomen. Water trickles down your body.

“W–Woah, what the–”

A kiss on your lips silences you.

You take in her scent of sweat mixed with an otherworldly hypnotic perfume—salty, floral. Her tongue invades your mouth with ease, sweeping the insides of your warm cavern. The shower head is pressed between your bodies; water is running down and makes her frame wet alongside you. Fireworks are everywhere; people are cheering and clapping their hands; music is playing.

Won Haneul kisses you—with tongue.

She unlatches herself off of your lips, panting for air. “F–Fuck, that was great.”

You’re at a loss for words, still processing the kiss that happened mere seconds ago.

“Kneel for me, please.”

Without a single thought, you fall to your knees. The scent of her only serves to drive you insane.

Haneul would say nothing before slowly, so, so slowly, peeling off her incredibly tight shorts, revealing black panties underneath that matched her bra.

“Like the view, baby?” she asks.

You nod without resistance.

“Good boy,” she says, before softly pushing your damp head onto her equally wet cunt from the running water. And instinctively, you stick your tongue out and lick her clothed folds like some starving whore, drawing a gasp from her.

“Fuck!” exclaims Haneul. Her grip on your head becomes tighter. The pain stings, but your determination is unwavering. Your tongue keeps its pace on the soft fabric just for her pleasure. She just cannot whine louder at your touch.

The hint of her salty taste seeps through the dark fabric, diluted by the trickling water from the shower. Her fingers run along your hair, sending you into haywire, but you need even more.

Your hands seem to have minds of their own. They slither up her soft, toned legs, up the luscious thighs. They’re so firm. Until you reach the tenderness of her ass you’ve been craving for.

“Yes!” she screams, mouth opening wide, moaning. She pushes your head against the wall. The sound of the water still rings in your ear, dribbling down from your pressed head. It mixes with her thunderous moans into a cacophony. “Y–You’re gonna make me cum.”

Her legs turn stiff. Her breaths become more erratic and frenzy. You keep your pace, you have to. Going faster will kill the momentum. You keep lapping up her juices through those skimpy black panties, tasting that salt running out of her pretty cunt. The spilling softness in your hands only drives you further into mania.

And a loud gasp is all it takes for you to see heaven.

Fuck.

Her legs cease to stand up straight. Her grip on your head loosens as she becomes a wobbly mess. A high note echoes through the bathroom. Someone must’ve heard that, but you’re not in a position to care. You’ve just had the best meal of your life that is Won Haneul’s cunt.

“Fuck, shit,” she exclaims, as she’s coming down from her high. She lets go of your head. But as if you’re magnetized to her cavern, you keep slurping up her tangy juices through the revealing garment—any of what’s left. You can just do this forev–

“A–Alright, I know I taste good, baby.” The water is still running, washing any filth of the mere minutes ago away.

It takes a lot of self-reservation to put yourself out of her cunt. That salty, mouthwatering cunt. You whine a little as you pull your head back.

She washes the dirtiness on you with the water before turning it off, hanging the head back into its place.

“Thanks,” you reply with a smile.

“C’mon, let’s go to the sea. Maybe tonight–” she slithers her hand down into your shorts, groping your length—grabbing, squeezing, stroking, all in a flash. “–I’ll give you more than my lips.

The touch alone puts you back in your place. “Y–Yes, Haneul.”

—

[xzvgq]

6 nights with NMIXX

Male Reader x NMIXX

genres: rough sex, oral sex, shower sex, overstimulation, creampie, quickie, blowjob, morning sex

wc: 4.8k

Hey it turns out you are lucky after all.

You and 6 other friends decided to rent a house (more of a mansion) for a couple of days. While you always go on vacations with them this time all 6 came by. As always Haewon drove the car while Lily sat in the front, Kyujin, Jiwoo and You sat beside each other and Bae and Sullyoon sat beside each other too.

At first going to a house with 6 girls as a guy should be a bad idea, anything could happen after all. Every minute being in the car you thought how bad of an idea this really is, yes you love the girls, yes you would love to go on vacation with them, but at the same time Haewon paid for the house so you really have no right to say no to her.

Arriving at the house you saw how huge it was, 4 floors, a gate around it and a big pool too. All of you quickly got your stuff and entered the house, not wanting to waste any time you started to explore the house. It really looked awesome you were questioning on how Haewon had the money to rent it, you did see that all girls except one stayed in the kitchen.

“Whats up?” Bae asked

“Nothing” You answered

“Cool…” Bae said “Hey um, whats going on with you today?”

“In what way?” You asked

“You just seem shy.” Bae answered

“Well, im with 6 girls as a guy and in a mansion” you said “You know how awkward this is?”

“Oh come on, you are going to be so close to all of us at the end of the week” Bae said

“Well…” you said while looking towards the first floor. It did make you think, would it even happen?

“Kyujin and Jiwoo are the only people you arent close to.” Bae said breaking the silence

“You too.” You said

“We are talking right now. I would say we are close!” Bae said

“Fair.” You said. Both of you went back to the first floor, seeing that only Sullyoon and Jiwoo are there.

“Wheres everyone?” You asked

“Haewon and Lily went to their room and Kyujin is…great question” Jiwoo said

“We lost the maknae?” Bae said

“Its a huge house i wont even be surprised that you get lost” Jiwoo teased

“Wheres Haewon?” You asked

“HERE” She shouted from upstairs. You quickly went wherever she is.

“Missed me?” Haewon said as she hugged you

“Sort of” You teased

“Hey, me and Lily arranged the rooms for the rest of you” Haewon said “Kyujin, Sullyoon and Lily are living together, Bae and you are living together and me and Jiwoo live together”

“Oh Kyujin is in her room then?” You asked

“Yeah” Haewon answered “You didnt know?”

“Jiwoo didnt” You said

“Oh alright” Haewon said

Both of you finally met the rest of the girls in the kitchen, you saw how all of them glanced a look at you two.

“What?” Haewon asked

“Fucked her already?” Bae said, making the girls laugh

“No.” You said

“Well alright.” Bae said “Took both of you too long”

“8 minutes is too long?” Haewon asked

“Well i havent fucked him have i?” Bae said

“I also havent” Haewon said “I literally heard you moan last time we went on vacation” Lily said

“I-i…no. I wasnt moaning” Haewon tried to deny

“Want a drink?” Jiwoo tried to change the topic

“Yeah sure” Haewon said “and you?”

“Of course.” You said.

Jiwoo went on to make the drink for you and Haewon, while waiting you decided to go the living room where you saw Kyujin and Lily.

“Hey” Kyujin said

“Hey” You said

“We are going to the pool in a bit wanna go with us?” Kyujin asked

“Only you two?” You asked back

“Of course not.” Kyujin answered

“Yeah i will go too” You said “Its so hot how can i not”

“Exactly.” Kyujin said. After a while of waiting Jiwoo arrived bringing you and Haewon a drink, seeing how close you and Haewon are the members obviously suspected something is going on.

“Are you both finally official?” Jiwoo asked

“No?” Haewon said

“Really?” Jiwoo teased

“Yes really. You should know that if anything im friends with benefits with him” Haewon said

“Whatever makes you happy i guess” Jiwoo said

“Hey me and Lily are going to the pool join us if yall want” Kyujin said

“Oh hell yeah we want” Jiwoo said before rushing

“Wait for us Jiwoo-” Bae said before rushing after her too

“Should we wake her up?” You asked

“You can wake her up i will go to the pool already” Haewon said

“Well alright” You said before approaching Sullyoon. Before waking her up you couldnt stop admiring how fine she looked, you didnt understand how a person can be this good looking while sleeping.

“Hm?” Sullyoon said

“We are going to the pool” You said

“Oh okay” Sullyoon said before getting up, you were ready to go out to the pool but Sullyoon decided to call you

“Y/n?” Sullyoon said

“Yes?” You said

“I need help with something” Sullyoon said, you kinda knew what this could be about.

“You sure?” you asked

“Just get in here” Sullyoon said

“Well if you say so-” You said before opening the door just ot be met with her half naked

“What? you havent seen a naked girl?” Sullyoon teased you “Anyway could you help closing my bikini?”

“Uh yeah sure” you said

“You legit havent seen naked girl?” Sullyoon asked

“Of course i have” You answered

“Like in real life?” Sullyoon asked

“Yeah, in real life” You answered

“Then why are you shy?” Sullyoon said “Is it weird to see your crush naked?”

“Lets just go” You said

“Sure.” Sullyoon said.

You went out and saw that the girls were already having fun, it took you to close the door about too loudly for them to realize.

“Took you long enough” Bae teased

“I just needed help with my bikini” Sullyoon said

“Or did he fuck you?” Bae asked

“What? No!” Sullyoon said

“He definitely fucked you” Bae said

“Shut up.” Sullyoon said

“I didnt fuck her” You jumped in

“Sure” Bae said

“Oh y/n can you play some music?” Lily asked

“Sure” you answered before once again going into the house. You didnt really know where the speaker is so instead of finding for it you decided to ask one of the girls to come with you.

“Where is the music?” Lily asked

“I need someone to come with me to find the speaker” you said before eyeing Haewon

“I will go.” Haewon said

In truth you could have probably find the speaker by yourself but you wanted to spend time with Haewon.

“Here it is!” Haewon said “You didnt look here?”

“Im not the one who rented the house” You said

“Well then” Haewon said “Im not that strong baby”

“Oh i know” You said

“The girls are in their own world, how about we just have some fun?” Haewon asked

“Are you insane?” You asked

“Oh dont act like you dont want to fuck me” Haewon said

“I guess i do” You said

“Then lets do this quick” Haewon said before undressing herself.

“Oh god” Haewon moaned out “I-its huge”

“And you like it. Dont you?” You said before starting to speed up in her. You saw how quickly Haewon went from the cute and teasing girl to the horny girl.

“You know i DO” Haewon moaned out as you started to fuck her fast. You really took her Lets do this quick, seriously…i mean who wouldnt? You have a hot girl, your crush even right below you and fucking her brains out.

You kissed Haewon resulting into a short but godly makeout, while fucking her you felt her pussy walls closing onto your dick. Bringing both of you to a peak and bringing the short fuck to the end.

“Cum in my mouth” Haewon said before you stuck your dick into her mouth, giving her a short but really good oral fuck.

You came in Haewon’s mouth and saw how she swallowed it.

“God you are such a freak” You said

“Im your freak~” Haewon said

“Well, how about we bring it down?” You asked to which Haewon nodded. After bringing the speaker down to the first floor and connecting your phone to it you played whatever song you remembered suddenly.

“Well that took long” Bae said “Is the mansion that huge?”

“Yeah we found a completely different room so you know we had to explore!” You said

“Fair” Bae said “Turn it a bit up though”

“Y/n turn the music up” Kyujin said

“Uh sure” You said. After what felt like hours all of you went out of the pool. You saw how dark it was getting and just wanted to sleep but the girls didnt.

“I will go to sleep” You said

“Uh no you wont” Haewon said

“Its 3am” You said

“2:36 to be specific.” Haewon corrected you

“Come on Y/n! Dont be so boring” Bae said

“Im not boring just want to sleep” You said

“We have a week.” Lily jumped in

“Yeah shes right. We have a whole week here we can stay up all night any day we want” Jiwoo said

“Well then lets call it a night” Bae said Waking up the next day, you checked your phone and saw that its only 8am, while wanting to sleep still you decided to wake up.

“Morning” Bae said half awake

“Morning?” you said “awake already?”

“Sort of” Bae said

“I wanted to go out but now that you are awake i wont!” You said as you sat on her bed

“I didnt know you are clingy?” Bae teased

“I am?” You asked before answering yourself “How could i not be clingy to a hot girl?”

“Oh i-i…” Bae stuttered. You saw that flirting with her was a weakness but you didnt want to make a move yet.

“You think i didnt see how you looked at me yesterday?” You asked getting closer to Bae

“Y/n-” Bae tried to stop you

“How you tried to not cuddle with me all day?” You asked “God.” Bae said, you saw that at this point she surrendered she knows what you are doing but she just doesnt understand why you arent making a move

“Can you just kiss me-” Bae said before you did so. The kiss quickly turned into a makeout with you bringing Bae on your lap and bringing your hands under her shirt.

“Are you a fan of sex in the morning?” Bae asked before undressing herself

“Sort of.” You answered

“Well you will be after today.” Bae said before undressing you too, freeing your rock hard boner.

“No wonder Haewon loves you” Bae said before giving you a blowjob. Her sucking skill were so good that you thought this isnt her first time. Not long after you saw her slowly sticking your dick into her pussy.

“S-shit” Bae moaned out

“You are so fucking tight oh wow-” You said

“C-can you NOT” Bae moaned loudly “Shhh…you dont want other to hear do you?” You asked before she nodded “Good. Now how about we start?”

At first you go slow and soft with her, after all she deserves it, but then you start to quickly fuck her to the point you were sure she would lose it all in seconds but she didnt.

“Huh you take a lot more than Haewon” You said before speeding up, you reach for her arms but not long after you pull out. You look at Bae, at this point you were sure the Bae you knew 10 minutes ago is not the same Bae right now.

“Ruin me.” Bae said

“Gladly.” You said before sticking your dick in her again. This time you do it hard, not soft. You start to speed up in her but not long before Bae has her own orgasm

“GOD” She moans out, you look at her before you continue fucking her. Enjoying what you see you decided to pull her up to you making contact with each others bodies and start to fuck her faster and faster.

You havent even fucked Haewon this hard let alone to the point she has had her own orgasm, you have no idea how Bae is the type of girl to be this kinky.

Not long after you have your own orgasm cuming in her. You see what a mess you both made but thats not the biggest problem, the biggest problem is you cuming in her.

“Oh shit” You said

“Its fine” Bae said “It was good. Thank you.”

“Welcome?” You said

“I am on birth control dont worry” Bae confronted you

“Oh thats good” You said before cuddling up to her. Silence sets in as you both realize what you just did, but god you feel proud of this. For some reason you dont feel guilty you feel happy by what you did.

“Are you a fan of cuddling after sex?” Bae asked you breaking the silence

“Sort of” You said

“You dont cuddle with Haewon after fucking her?” Bae asked

“Uh well, we usually dont have rough sex.” You answered

“Oh you like to be soft with her?” Bae asked again

“Of course” You answered

“Im guessing you fucked Haewon yesterday” Bae said

“Wasnt it obvious” You teased her “Yeah i did”

“Cool!” Bae said before getting up but not before laying back down

“Hold on wheres my shirt” Bae said

“Under the bed” You said

“Oh right” Bae said

“Should we go?” You asked

“Yeah” Bae answered

“I will eat and then go take a shower for sure” You said

“Theres a hot tub by the way” Bae said

“Wait seriously?” You asked

“Yeah you didnt know?” Bae asked back

“Nope” You answered

Both of you went down and saw that almost everyone was there. You werent surprised at all though as it is around 9am already.

“Long day ahead.” Lily said

“What?” You asked

“Nothing i just wanted to say something to break the silence” Lily said

“Okay” You said

“Generic response” Lily said

“Hey Lily, i think that Jiwoo needs help with the food” You said

“You think so?” Lily asked

“Mhm” You said before Lily got up and went to help her. In truth you just knew that she would continue to tease you.

“This is the first time i have seen you speak to Lily in english” Kyujin said

“Oh well” You said “You can speak to me in english too!”

“Can i?” Kyujin asked, you're not that shocked that she knows English as Lily sort of taught her.

“Yes you can” You said

“See i know how to speak English!” Kyujin said

“Yeah cause Lily taught you” You said

“You did the most teaching” Kyujin said

“I know” You said

“Wow” Kyujin said

After relaxing in the kitchen for a while, you finally went to take the shower. You were shocked at how nice and huge it looked. At first you thought you are in the wrong room but then you saw the hot tub which Bae was talking about and of course you had to try it out.

You seriously wanted to be in the hot tub just a little longer but you knew that the girls would think you drowned in the bathtub so you finally stepped out, dressed and went downstairs.

“Well that took long” Jiwoo said

“Bae wasn't lying huh” You said

“About what?” Jiwoo asked

“About the hot tub” You answered

“Oh yeah the hot tub is awesome” Jiwoo said

“You’re awesome too” You said

“W-what?” Jiwoo stuttered

“Nothing” You said before going back upstairs

“COME BACK” Jiwoo screamed running after you

“Yeah?” You said as she stopped you and pushed you into a completely different room

“Is this the room where you got the speaker?” Jiwoo asked

“Yeah” You answered

“Good.” Jiwoo said before she kissed you. You didnt understand what just happened, you went from playfully flirting with her to now making out with her.

“I want you to fuck me.” Jiwoo said

“Are you sure?” You said

“Uh yeah?” Jiwoo said before starting to undress. Not wanting to waste any time you decided to undress yourself too.

“Slowly-” Jiwoo cut herself off with a moan. You wanted to go gentle with the girl but it wasnt long after you started to go faster.

“OH GOD” Jiwoo moaned now louder. You were sure that if someone would go out of their room they would hear it.

It didnt take long at all before she reached her peak already.

“DONT STOP PLEASE” Jiwoo moaned now even louder

“For a loud girl you dont take long to cum do you?” You said in her ear before kissing it, Jiwoo didnt know if she was even the person she was before this, but all she knew is that you shouldnt stop.

“Just shut up and FUCK ME” Jiwoo reached her 2nd orgasm, at this point you didnt know how much more it would take for her to be ruined.

“You are cute when you think you are in control.” You said while speeding up, while she is almost at 3rd orgasm you arent even at your first.

“You are so-” Jiwoo said

“So what?” You teased her

“Continue fucking me” Jiwoo said, you did so not knowing how much more she could take. You kept hitting her G-spot and bringing her into a new world that she never experienced. At this point you reached your own orgasm as well, not wanting to cum in another girl you decided to quickly pull out.

“God…” Jiwoo tried to catch her breath

“It was awesome” You said

“I wonder if the others know” Jiwoo said

“Probably not” You said

“I hope so” Jiwoo said

“What time is it?” You asked

“Almost 11pm, why?” Jiwoo asked back

“Nothing just asking” You said

“Well, i will go” Jiwoo said

“We will go” You corrected her

Overall everything went well, you didnt even understand what happened but you were sure you will need to take another bath later. Going back to your room you hoped that Bae wont ask you anything. “Well that took you long” Bae said

“I was with Jiwoo” You said

“See! I told you that you will be closer to all of us at the end!” Bae said

“Whatever” You said

You completely forgot that you wanted to go shower, you were sitting on your phone when all of a sudden you remembered.

“Where are you going?” Bae asked

“Shower?” You said

“At 1am?” Bae asked back

“You can come with me!” You said

“No thanks” Bae said “I am not a big fan of sex in the shower”

“We wont fuck!” You said

“Just like we didnt fuck in the morning?” Bae teased

“I will go” You said before going out. While the bathroom for some reason is quite far from your room you had some time to go.

“Y/n?” Someone asked

“Yes?” You asked before turning around to be met with Kyujin

“Are you going to shower?” Kyujin asked

“Yes” You answered

“Im going with you!” Kyujin said before running in the bathroom, you debated if you should wait or risk it and go.

“COME IN” Kyujin screamed, at this point you knew you couldnt go anywhere so you decided to give up and go in.

Once you did go you already saw Kyujin in the hot tub, you knew how wrong this is but at the same time you couldnt let this chance go away.

“So?” Kyujin asked

“Huh?” You asked back

“Are you going to come in with me?” Kyujin asked

“…yeah. I will.” You said

“This shouldnt be weird” Shes right. It shouldnt, but it is.

“You are attractive.” Kyujin said

“Thanks.” You said

“Um…so look. We are adults.” Kyujin said

“I know” You said trying to not look at her at all, however while trying to do that you felt Kyujin coming closer and closer to you

“Stop-” You said before she started giving you a handjob

“Dont act like you dont want this” Kyujin said

“I guess i do” You said before kissing her, you hated how good this felt but you also didnt want this chance to go away.

“You know…” Kyujin said before completely undressing “My eyes are up here.” “Yes.” You said, you hated how she had control over your body right now.

“Oh wow-” You said as she started to give you a blowjob “You sure do know how to suck a dick”

“Porn does wonders.” Kyujin said. You never thought she would know how to suck a dick but it felt so good.

“Oh wow” Kyujin moaned out as she inserted your dick into her

“God you are tight” You said

“Shut up-” Kyujin said before you kissed her

“You know i have seen how you look at me” You said before thrusting in her

“I-i havent” Kyujin said

“How you checked me out” You said

“No-” Kyujin said

“How you got jealous when i talked to Bae and Haewon” You started to go faster

“Fuck” Kyujin moaned out, you saw how weak she became, how she started to surrender under you

“You take a lot too dont you” You said before started to go even faster. You didnt care anymore, all you wanted was to make her cum as soon as possible.

You felt her pussy walls closing in on your dick and you knew how close she was. It didnt take long for her to finally have her orgasm.

“FUCK” Kyujin moaned out, soon after you also came but quickly pulled out and came in her mouth, to which she swallowed.

“God.” You said

“Porn. thats how i know.” Kyujin said

Both of you sat in the hot tub which at this point was getting a bit colder, it didnt take long before you decided to go out.

“Well…” Kyujin said

“It was good” You said

“I needed that thanks.” Kyujin said

“Welcome.” You said “You wont come with me?”

“Eh no i will stay here for a bit” Kyujin said

“Well alright then” You said before going out of the bathroom, you couldnt stop thinking about what just happened.

Going back into your room, Bae was already sleeping which you didnt care that much.

Waking up the next day should have been nothing other than just relaxing however Lily had different plans.

“Anything planned today?” Lily asked

“Nope” You answered

“Thats unfortunate” Lily said as she sat besides you “Because i do.”

“Lily-” You said before she kissed you, it wasnt a soft kiss or anything but a kiss that made you surrender to her.

“Shouldnt we take-” She undressed you and herself before you could even finish your sentence

“You were saying?” Lily asked

“Nothing” You said

“Good.” She said before giving you a handjob

“Is this not your first time?” You asked

“Im not innocent” Lily said before sucking your dick, it really did feel like heaven at this point she was sucking you off so good that you were surprised.

“Fuck-” She said as she put her dick in her pussy

“God you are tight” You said

“I-i GOD” Lily said before you started thrusting in her.

“You are what?” You teased

“Nothing-” Lily said, the chance of someone going out right now and catching you both is high but you did you care? nope.

“S-stop” Lily said as she slowed down, you were scared as any reason would currently be valid.

“Bedroom.” Lily said she put her panties back on There wasnt a need for her to repeat, you quickly put back your boxers and rushed to the bedroom.

“Lock the door” Lily said

“Shall we?” You asked as you pointed your dick at her pussy once again.

“Oh yes” Lily responded. You went slow at first but quickly fastened. Your dick hit her G-spot. Every single time it did hit, her eyes rolled back to her brain.

“Enjoy it?” You said while speeding up. You fucked her as if she was the last thing on earth, she bit her lip to hide her moans, but that wasnt enough as you fucked her harder and harder.

“F-fuck” Lily finally reached her peak, as much as you wanted to stop, you didnt. You were close to your climax as well. “Open your mouth” You demanded and she did so. You fucked her mouth, hitting the back of her throat until you came which wasnt long.

You finally came, you pulled out of her mouth and saw her swallow it.

“Holy shit” was all you could say

“You fucked my brains out i think…” Lily said

“Im proud of it.” You said, while laying down both of you heard a knock

“Yes?” You asked

“Dinners ready.” Haewon said

“Alright” You said

“Dress up!” Lily said before going out

“Hey wait-” You said. You went downstairs just to be met with Haewon and Jiwoo

“Wheres the rest?” You asked

“Out in the pool” Haewon answered

“Oh alright” You said

After you ate, you decided to go out but not in the pool.

“Wont you come in?” Kyujin asked

“Nope” You said before sitting on the chair

“Why not?” Kyujin asked

“I was in the hot tub this morning” You answered

“I should probably try it out” Sullyoon said

“You should, its awesome.” You said

“You should go with her” Haewon said

“I have been saying that to Yoona all morning” Bae said

“Shes an adult she can go alone-” You said

“You went with Kyujin though” Jiwoo said

“Thats a different story” You said

“Not really” Kyujin said You wanted to prove yourself right but you knew they would continue to tease you, so you just gave up. Hours later you were once again the living room, not really doing anything except scrolling through your phone.

“So…will you come to the hot tub with me?” Sullyoon asked breaking the silence

“Do you want to?” You asked

“Sort of” Sullyoon answered

“Sure then.” You said before getting up and following her in the bathroom. She quickie undressed as did you.

It shouldnt be that awkward but it was…for some reason.

“You have seen me naked already” Sullyoon said

“Yeah i know” You said

“How badly you have wanted to fuck me since then?” Sullyoon asked

“A ton.” You said

“This is your chance to fuck me then” Sullyoon said before giving you a handjob

“Mhm.” You said before kissing her, the kiss lasted for a while but she pulled away.

“Sit up” Sullyoon said “I want to suck you off”

“For a shy girl- shit.” You said right as she started sucking you off. You would be lying if it didnt feel good

“For a shy girl you sure are horny-” You said right before your dick hit the back of her throat, and god it felt awesome you really did think you were in heaven.

“I want that dick in me” Sullyoon said

“Sure.” You said before you aimed your dick at her pussy

“Shit-” Sullyoon moaned. You wanted to go slow at first but you wanted her to remember tonight for a while.

“Wait- oh god” Sullyoon said

“You alright?” You asked, in genuine concern “Oh i am” Sullyoon said “Fuck me like you mean it-” You did so, you fucked her as fast as you could.

Sullyoon bit her lip hard enough to draw blood, she couldnt hide her moans anymore as you fucked her faster and faster.

Your dick kept hitting her G-spot. You were sure she would lose it all any second but she didnt. Instead she kept on resisting the orgasm.

“Is this the best pussy you have ever fucked?” Sullyoon asked as you continued to abuse her pussy

“Yes.”

“Better than Haewon?” Wanting you to admit that she is the best you will ever get and have in your life

“Shit-” You said “Fuck yes.”

“Then fucking ruin me.” Sullyoon said before you sped up. She wanted to be ruined and you will gladly accept her offer.

Your gripped her hair, and fucked her as fast as you could. It didnt take long before she finally reached her climax, as did you. Following fast you cam in her.

You slowly pulled out admiring how you destroyed her.

“Well Shit” was call you could say.

“Admit that you like me.” Sullyoon said

“I do, but more Haewon” You said

“You sure?” Sullyoon asked

“Maybe.” You said

Both of you finally went out, to see everyone in the living room.

“Had fun?” Jiwoo asked

“Yes.” Sullyoon answered

They knew. All seven of you knew what happened these past couple days, and for sure none of you will forget it.

[hwaslayer]

vivrant thing (jwy) | four.

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—SUMMARY: after getting into a little accident, wooyoung decides to do his sister a favor by pretending to be your date at the company summer party. as soon as the night ends, wooyoung would go back to his usual routine of hanging out with his boys, keeping his distance from committed relationships and being a typical brother to jiwoo. except, the favor comes with more than what wooyoung expects and he finds you occupying his mind more than usual. 

—PAIRING: jung wooyoung x f. reader

—GENRE: (18+ - minors dni) bestfriend’s brother au | fluff, angst, smut

—WORD COUNT: 6.2k

—CHAPTER CONTENT / WARNINGS: cussing, mature language/sexually implied content, angst angst angst, accusations are being thrown, jiwoo is mean, wooyoung is angry, hongjoong tryna play peacemaker, oc is sad, crying, its kinda a mess??, some insecurities coming to surface, mentions of past relationships and wooyoung's fuckboy history

One thing you also don't expect at Jiwoo's family lunch is how incredibly tense and awkward you and Wooyoung are. Maybe you need to wake up a little more and sit with your reality, but you surely hate the feeling it brings. It's almost obvious how you both freeze at the sight of each other, the both of you trying your hardest to keep it together but avoid eye contact.

Wooyoung's first mistake was keeping you [somewhat] at a distance after the party. Truthfully, he was scared as he sorted through his thoughts— not really sure how to make sense of any of it. Even though, he knew deep down that he did have newfound feelings for you and it wasn't something he could ignore. It wasn't like anything he's felt before, and he knew it'd only grow despite him trying to push it aside to buy him more time.

Wooyoung's second mistake was leaving you that morning without saying much afterwards. Leaving you and him in limbo. Though, this was the one core moment when he could honestly and truthfully say his feelings grew for you. He was locked in, and there was no going back. He should've told you right then and there instead of making you feel like one of them.

One of his hookups, his tap-n-dash's, his toot-it-n-boot-it's. 

You were not that. He meant every word he said to you that night, and he should've fucking told you. Now, he's stuck with not knowing how to do it after some time has passed.

—FLASHBACK

Wooyoung's eyes flutter open to the sun beaming into your studio, causing him to squint and shift a bit in his position. He tries not move too much when he realizes your back is pressed against him, and he's got an arm around you. Luckily, the movements don't wake you and Wooyoung can't help but smile to himself at how tired you seem to be. He snuggles against you for a few more minutes, giving you tiny kisses on your shoulder, the back of your head. His hand gives your side a soft squeeze, and he finds that this is how he'd like to wake up every morning.

With you, in particular.

But as equally as the thought is exciting, it is also frightening. Because every moment seems to make this more and more real and he's not sure how to act. So, he freezes. Those 'few more minutes' are suddenly over, and he's slipping himself out of your bed gently. He needs time to figure out what to say and how to say it without sounding like an idiot. He slips into his clothes and finds a stack of post-its nearby, scribbling a quick note to leave on your nighstand to at least let you know he's thinking about you. He is, he truly is. He doesn't wanna rip himself off you, but he has to cause he needs time—

morning cute stuff! text me when you wake up. had to run off cause im shy and don't want you to see my morning face lol jk need to meet up with san for a workout. talk to you later! hope you slept well :)

Which, isn't entirely a lie. He does need to meet San for a workout, it's just hours later.

He darts out anyway, giving your door one last look before he heads to his car and begins his journey home. When you wake about 15 minutes after he leaves, your heart drops when you realize Wooyoung isn't behind you anymore. You were giving him the benefit of the doubt, thinking he might be locked away in the bathroom.

But, nothing.

His clothes are gone.

Wooyoung is gone.

And although the note leaves a small smile on your face, you can't ignore the way your chest tightens knowing he left in somewhat of a hurry; at least, before you could wake up. Was it because this was always how Wooyoung was? Did he really mean everything he said last night?

Or were you just like them?

The thoughts don't make it any easier on you, and you've swallowed the lump in your throat in an attempt to push the tears back. You can't help but feel hurt despite knowing how Wooyoung was. You weren't any different, and you shouldn't have relied on that. You shouldn't have gotten so comfortable, you shouldn't have opened up to him the way you did.

You were a favor to Wooyoung, nothing more, nothing less.

jiwoo: goodmorning to my baby!!!

jiwoo: sorry i didnt text you last night after dinner, we can catch up later!

jiwoo: come with me to my family lunch tomorrow? we can have a girls day after since i feel like its been so long

jiwoo: we can get our nails done and go shopping then just cry over our favorite movies!!

Then, the reality hits you even more. You're gonna have to tell Jiwoo what happened because even if you try to hide it, you're terrible at lying and Jiwoo will catch on eventually. She'll know something has changed, she'll know something has hurt you.

And you're not ready to tell her it's her own brother.

you: okay 😌 i'm down for lunch and a girls day tomorrow. i need it.

jiwoo: okay, yay! 💕 me too!! i'll pick you up around 11:30 tomorrow.

you: sounds good.

—END

"The most important people have arrived! Sorry to worry you guys. It was kinda traffic." Jiwoo says, greeting her family and San.

"No one asked." Wooyoung glares at her before making a face while she hugs him tightly. "Get off." He whines when she doesn't pry her arms around her brother right away, making her giggle mischievously. When she finally lets go and moves onto San, Wooyoung shifts his attention to you.

"Hey Y/N." He says with a pursed smile, bringing you in for a one-armed hug that feels forced and too stiff.

"Hi." You softly respond, avoiding all eye contact. It sucks, it sucks, it sucks. You didn't end up texting him that morning. As much as you wanted to, you didn't wanna look sad and desperate even though you longed for Wooyoung's company. You spent time with your grandpa to get your mind off of it, but it was difficult. He didn't take the chance to text you either, so that told you more than you needed to know.

Sometimes silence can be the most deafening.

You scurry along to say hello to San before greeting their parents, back to hiding behind Jiwoo as you all wait to be seated.

"Where's Hongjoong?"

"Not here because it's a girls day after this." Jiwoo links her arm with yours as she follows her parents into the restaurant when they're called, Wooyoung and San following behind.

"Girls day? What are you ladies doing afterwards?" Their father asks as all of you settle at a round table. You fall in between Wooyoung and Jiwoo, of course, and you almost wanna tell his sister to switch just for your own sake.

But, you don't. You suck it up. 

You sit. He sits.

It's quiet.

Wooyoung grabs chopsticks from the center container and passes them out to his parents, San, then you and Jiwoo. He doesn't really say anything else, he can't really look at you just like you can't with him.

And all of this is so awkward for no reason.

Well, there are reasons, but it doesn't have to be this way and Wooyoung is constantly calling himself dumb for creating this divide, this distance. For making you feel this way. All he wants to do is hug you, kiss you a few times, hold your hand. Be all cute with you.

He's an idiot.

"Gonna get our nails done and go shop."

"I'm surprised Yeosang didn't come." Wooyoung pauses as he's skimming through the dim sum menu, hoping you don't catch the way his jaw slightly clenches. How he almost rolls his eyes at the sound of his name. He doesn't have a reason to dislike Yeosang at all, but he finds himself getting irked knowing that Yeosang has feelings for you. He shouldn't, though. He can't claim you like that, especially if he's being dumb and not knowing how to be upfront about his feelings properly.

"Oh, no. That probably won't happen for awhile." Jiwoo says.

"Aw, why not? Is he just busy nowadays?"

"Busy sulking." Jiwoo mutters playfully. "Didn't snag the girl of his dreams." She teases you and you roll your eyes.

"Stop that."

"He'll live." Wooyoung adds nonchalantly while him and San check off items on the list, and Jiwoo doesn't even bat an eye at the comment.

"What happened?" San whispers to Wooyoung and he furrows his brows at him. "Did Yeosang ask Y/N out or something?" But before Wooyoung can respond, his mom cuts in with the same question—

"Aw, no! Did he ask you out?" At this point, the waitress brings water and a kettle full of hot barley tea.

"Yeah, but we just decided to stay friends." You look at her so innocently Wooyoung can't fucking take it. Jesus Christ. Kinda reminds him of the other night.

"We, more like you." Jiwoo teases and you glare at her.

"Well, she was honest and I'm sure he appreciated it." Their father chimes in. "You don't ever wanna force anything, that's the number one rule." 

"If he truly values you and respects you as one of his good friends, he'll understand and won't treat you differently from before." Their mom adds. 

"That'll be awkward for them." San says lowly to Wooyoung just as he hands the checklist off to the waitress in passing.

"He's a grown ass man, he'll get over it. You win some, you lose some." San furrows his brows at Wooyoung's reaction. He truly can't help but notice that his bestfriend has been on edge ever since you and Jiwoo came. He's not sure he's ever seen Wooyoung so awkward and.. weird. And he knows you're pretty shy, but you're also acting very weird and.. avoidant?

"I guess so." Is all San says.

"Is there someone else?" Wooyoung almost chokes on his water. The heat instantly rises to your cheeks and you feel somewhat suffocated from the question alone. "Jesus, Wooyoung. I told you to drink slowly." Their mom adds. 

"Mother chismosa. All up in her business." Jiwoo laughs at Wooyoung's response.

"I'm just wondering! She's like my baby, too." She furrows her brows at her son before returning to you with a smile on her face. 

"Oh, um. No. There's no one else." You pause, missing the way Wooyoung is looking at you through his peripherals. "Just thought we're better off that way."

"I see. Well, you know Y/N, the right person will come in time. Don't rush it."

"Sometimes, I wish Wooyoung could find a nice girl like you." His dad chimes in. "He is a pain in the ass, though."

"I'm sorry, I'm confused. Did we gather around over some dim sum just to get on my ass? Did I miss the agenda?" Jiwoo and San snicker.

"Stop it, you're making him embarrassed." Their mom shifts her attention back to you. "Y/N, anyway. How's Papa been?" Jiwoo pours you more tea to drink.

"He's been okay. I spent the day with him yesterday. He hasn't been feeling the greatest, though."

"Oh? Is he sick?" You shrug.

"He seemed to be fine yesterday. He just says he's more tired lately, been feeling this on-and-off dull pain in his lower back. I told him we should go to the hospital, but he doesn't think it's a big deal. He thinks he just needs to keep exercising and stretching properly."

"I see. Otherwise he's been okay?"

"Mhm." You give their parents a small, toothless smile, tugging your turtleneck sweater up when you feel everyone's eyes on you for a second. "He's the same." Underneath the material are the little marks Wooyoung left, and they've barely started to fade away.

"That's good to hear. Please bring him by soon, we'd love to see him again." You nod.

"Girl, aren't you hot wearing that turtleneck?" Jiwoo tugs on the material and you kinda shimmy away from her grip.

"No, I'm okay."

"Is it just me then? Am I getting hot flashes already?" Her mom clicks her teeth and tells her to stop being so dramatic. At this point, the food is rolled in and placed on the table like a game of tetris. Everyone automatically digs in, passing food along until everyone's satisfied with their first serving. Usually by now, Wooyoung has at least teased you one way or another, cracked a joke or poked fun at you. That's how he typically is with you. Today, you're seeing a very different side of him, and you're not sure what you did wrong.

When you finish your food, you try to reach over for another piece of dimsum but it's a little further out than expected. Suddenly, Wooyoung grabs a few pieces and places it on your plate— still not making any eye contact with you.

He's so confusing.

You're not sure if you want it to be like this.

You quickly decide that you don't. You don't want to be this way with someone, you don't want someone to ever be unsure of you. You don't want someone to make you feel the slightest bit of doubt. Which, is crazy to think about. Because Yeosang could've been that person, but you were too busy wanting Wooyoung. You were too busy having feelings for Wooyoung, and even though you still feel guilty about the whole thing with Yeo, there was no way you could've forced yourself to feel a certain way.

Wishful thinking, perhaps?

At least, now you know, and you'll never allow yourself to do that shit ever again.

You continue to eat and engage in small conversation with Jiwoo and her parents, Wooyoung and San mostly in their own world together off to the side. He was seemed to be fine with San, and you don't know if you made it worse for you. You tried to push it to the back of your head, trying to tell yourself that you shouldn't feel this way. That you didn't need to be so hung up over Wooyoung. That you didn't do anything wrong.

Still hurts, though. You wonder if he'll ever talk to you again or bring it up.

When lunch is over, their parents pay for the bill and leave a hefty tip, passing out the little candies that were brought over with the receipt. Jiwoo quickly shuffles you away, thanking her parents for lunch before taking you down the street to a popular nail shop for your appointments. 

The nail shop is as busy as it gets on a Sunday, but you don't wait long before you and Jiwoo are seated at the spa chairs for the pedicures. Jiwoo starts to tell you about how her and Hongjoong are going on a last minute trip to Japan and that you were welcome to come along if you wanted. You've gone on little trips with Jiwoo and Hongjoong before, and they've never made you feel like a third wheel. But, you wonder when you'd get to go on trips with your own special someone, your person.

Would this change things in the future? When Jiwoo and her family invite you on their trips?

Would this change everything?

It makes you feel like you really should've thought about your decisions before letting things escalate that night. Everything feels like a hard ass lesson, and you hate it. Everything is reminding you of your recklessness, of how you relied so much on the way Wooyoung treated you at the party. You can't say you regret it though, but it's starting to feel like a mistake.

When you politely decline and tell her to have fun with her boyfriend, another tech comes to work on your hands, beginning your gel manicure while the other tech continues with your pedicure.

"Has Yeosang texted you?" You shake your head.

"No." You sigh. "We probably won't be the same for a bit. He did say he needed time."

"I'm sorry." Jiwoo looks at you with a small pout. "He'll be okay, though. I know he cares about you regardless."

"And I care about him, too. I just want us to be okay."

"Are you sure you don't wanna come with us? Leave this place for a few days. Work won't care if we're both off last minute, we have enough team members to cover." You chuckle.

"I'm good. Promise."

"What do you wanna do after? Should we shop, then pick up some takeout so we can watch our movies?"

"Sure. I do need to buy some new clothes. I haven't spoiled myself in a bit." She gasps dramatically.

"Same."

"You went shopping when we bought our dresses."

"And that was awhile ago." She shrugs. "I'm on the lookout for this thick zip-up jacket. My brother has one and I keep taking it from him. He keeps getting mad." You don't respond. "I hate to say it, but Wooyoung has taste. Sometimes."

"Hm." You hum.

"Did you notice Wooyoung being all quiet today? It's not like him."

"I guess so."

"Well, he was quieter than usual. It's so unlike him."

"Why don't you ask?"

"Because my brother won't say a thing. I could tell him all my problems, but he won't tell me most of his. You know this. I dunno if it's some kinda façade or front to maintain this strong, older brother image. I know things bother him, but I also know a lot of things don't. It's difficult to read him." Ain't that so, you think. He is terribly hard to read.

"Do you think it's over a girl?" You awkwardly ask, looking to see what her reaction is.

"Wooyoung sulking over a girl? I doubt it. I haven't seen him do that since him and his exes broke up, and that was years ago. I'm convinced stuff like this isn't worth it to Wooyoung anymore. I haven't seen him be different around anyone."

"Oh." 

"Yeah, well. Whatever. I'm sure he'll get over it."

"Yeah, I think so." You respond softly, which Jiwoo kinda catches on. She sees how quiet you've gotten and how you've managed to hide back in your shell— you probably tried not to make it so obvious, but as your bestfriend, it's easy to pick up on your switches, too.

It is a little odd, but she won't bother. She just wants to have a good girls day with you.

After the nail appointment, the both of you make your way down to the biggest mall in town to shop, especially for her trip. You find a few new outfits, one you can't wait to wear out and flaunt. Wooyoung briefly comes to mind, but you shake it off and correct yourself— because no, you're excited to wear and flaunt the new outfits for yourself. 

No one else.

You were genuinely happy for the first time today. You felt good about yourself.

Until tonight comes, and all of that goes out the window rather quickly.

When you get back to Jiwoo's apartment, the both of you are pretty exhausted from the long day being out and about. It's a little past 6pm when you drag yourselves in. You take a quick shower and wind down for the evening, changing into comfier clothes that you've packed in case you wanted to spend the night at Jiwoo's. You lay out the food on the living room coffee table while Jiwoo takes her shower. You've already decided on a lineup of movies tonight: Brown Sugar, The Wood, Love and Basketball. As you wait for Jiwoo to be finished, you scroll through your phone to see if there's been any new updates, new texts.

Nothing.

Though, you've noticed Wooyoung has posted on his Instagram story. You're not usually one to peep, but you are curious; you can't help yourself. For the most part, they're just random photos of the city, San. There are two photos that do catch your eye and you're not sure if Wooyoung meant to post this for a particular reason or just cause. The first photo that catches your eye is an old vintage poster of Spirited Away. It's alongside other vintage Studio Ghibli posters, but he posted this one in particular. The second photo is of the view. You remember that Wooyoung goes there to clear his mind. You wonder if San tagged along.

"What a day!" Jiwoo comes out of the bathroom, hair still damp. She rushes over and plops next to you on the floor in front of the coffee table and TV, sending Hongjoong a quick text. "Ready, babe?"

"Mhm." You nod, the both of you popping your lids to your bowls open as the movie begins. "Thank you for today."

"Of course, are you kidding?! I love a good girls day with my bestfriend." She smiles at you, digging into her food. You swallow the lump in your throat when the truth settles in the pit of your stomach, almost making you lose your appetite completely. She gives your arm a good squeeze. She's so happy— you can't believe you're gonna be the reason why all of that changes. You needed to be honest with her, if not yourself. 

Because what happened, happened. There was no going back to change it.

You give it a good hour or so, making sure the both of you have finished your food and are satisfied while you sit in your thoughts and determine it's probably a good time to talk to Jiwoo about everything. The night has settled, the climax of the movie has passed. You don't wanna wait too long, and you feel like you shouldn't; somehow hoping it'll lessen the damage, lessen the blow.

"Jiwoo." You poke her arm softly.

"Yeah?"

"Can we talk?"

"Sure, of course." She looks at you with concern, pausing the movie. "What's up, babe?"

"You know the other night, when I had dinner with Yeosang?"

"Mhm."

"There were other things I didn't get around to telling you."

"Did something else happen with him?" You look at her and you already feel the impending breakdown ready to take over in about 0.5 seconds.

"N-no. Not Yeosang." You physically shrink as you try to gain the courage to continue on.

"Huh?" Silence. "What is it, Y/N? What're you hiding from me?"

"I-I—" You feel tears welling up in your eyes. "Your brother. I meant to text you while I was drinking at the convenience store, but I accidentally texted your brother. He ended up swinging by and he walked me back home. A-and—" You pause, tears now slowly streaming down your cheeks and they seem to keep coming even with you constantly wiping them away.

"And, what?" Quite frankly, she knows where this is going. Jiwoo just doesn't wanna believe it. But, she has no choice when you hit her with the:

"We hung out for awhile, and things went further."

"Further as in?" You start to cry a little more. "Further as in.. what, Y/N?"

"Things just escalated so quickly, I'm—"

"Escalated? Did you sleep with my brother?" She's in utter disbelief and her tone says it all. She doesn't even need to hear a verbal response from you because your face completely gives it away.

"Jiwoo, I'm sorry. Things just happened and—"

"My brother? Out of all people? Was that why you were so quiet today?" More silence. "Y/N, what were you thinking?! He's no good for you! All he's gonna do is hurt you like he does with every girl that gets tangled up with him. He doesn't care, he's—" She stands as she keeps going, but you aren't hanging onto one word she's saying. You just wanna get this over with, you just wanna get away. You don't wanna hear what you already know. It's your fault; she told you so. You should've known.

"Jiwoo." You plead with your eyes, hoping she stops. It doesn't make anything better, and you feel like a child getting scolded.

"What did he say to you?" She pauses. "What did he say to you? Did he say some sweet shit to get into your pants or what? Were you really that naive?"

"Jiwoo, enough. Please." You cry. "He didn't have to say anything to me, things just happened and it wasn't just Wooyoung. I played a part in this, too." You're not really sure why you're explaining it the way that you are, but you feel as if you have no choice at this point.

"Yeah." She says, almost mockingly. "So, what now? Has he even talked to you after that?" You shake your head pathetically and your tears fall even more. "Exactly, I thought so. Because that's who he is, Y/N. I thought you knew that! He's not gonna change. Now you're here crying over him like the rest of them usually do!" You cry harder, feeling like you're about to be shoved in a corner for timeout. "You can't tell me you actually have feelings for him." She scoffs.

"I'm sorry." Is all you say. What you're sorry for, you're not sure. For yourself? For how things quickly unfolded? For having feelings for her brother?

All of the above?

"Did he even tell you he had feelings for you? Did he tell you anything before he ran off and got what he wanted from you?" You shake your head. "Unbelievable." She grabs her keys and her purse. "You should go."

"I'm sorry. I thought—"

"Please, Y/N. I need some time to process this."

"Where are you going?"

"To my brother's. Quite frankly, I can't look at the both of you right now, but I need to talk to him." You shake your head.

"It's not gonna change anything."

"It's not, but he also deserves to hear it since you're here crying in my living room about it." She furrows her brows in deep disappointment before giving you one last look. "Thought you knew better than that." She turns on her heel and leaves you in her living room. You cry, and you cry. You cry that you don't even know what you're crying over, what you're feeling hurt over.

You cry because one bestfriend is mad at you, and the other bestfriend needs his time away from you.

You cry because you have feelings for Wooyoung.

You cry because you feel so naive and stupid for admitting it, for going along with everything.

Were you wrong for feeling the way you do over him?

You quietly clean up and gather your things, sadly throwing the duffle bag over your shoulder as you lock her door from the inside and walk out. Your head hangs low when you start to walk to the nearest bus stop, taking the long way back home so that you can clear your mind and stop by Papa's apartment on the way over. Honestly, you don't blame Jiwoo for acting the way she did. You knew she was very protective of you, and you knew she was coming from a good place. You kinda just wish everything went down a little differently.

So, you continue quietly. Tears streaming down. Phone tucked away and on silent. Shutting down and ignoring the rest of the world like you always do when things go awry.

"Baby, don't you think you should just simmer down first before talking to your brother?" Hongjoong says over the bluetooth in her car.

"Simmer down for what? I can't believe he'd do that to her."

"Well, you don't really know if he actually had bad intentions. It does take two to tango. You ever think maybe, he's always had it for her and just never realized until he had to be her date? He probably needed the time. I don't think Wooyoung would mess around with Y/N like that."

"Kim Hongjoong. Aren't you supposed to be on my team right now?"

"I am, that's why I'm trying to tell you this is probably not a good idea."

"He was wrong, okay! She's naive, he knows that." She groans, causing Hongjoong to sigh.

"There were better ways to go about it, sure. I just don't think he's intentionally trying to hurt her like you think he is."

"I'll hang up in 5 seconds, Hongjoong." He clicks his teeth.

"Where is Y/N anyway? Thought you two were having a girls day."

"We were until she dropped all of this on me. She's probably on her way home."

"Why did you just leave her?"

"Because I'm angry and I can't deal right now."

"Then, go back home. You can yell at your brother any day, but you shouldn't leave her."

"I'll call you later. I'm at Wooyoung's."

"Jiwoo—" But before Hongjoong can say anything else, Jiwoo is ending the call and shutting off the car. She slams the driver's door and heads into the lobby, furiously pressing the elevator button to bring her up to the 6th floor. When she gets off and heads to his door, she repeatedly knocks until she hears shuffling on the other end.

"What the fuck is wrong with you!" Jiwoo storms into Wooyoung's apartment as soon as he swings the door open. He knew this would happen at some point— he just didn't think it'd be tonight, exactly.

"You really don't have to yell—"

"My bestfriend!? Why would you sleep with her! She's not one of your fucking girls to toy around with, Wooyoung!" He's actually appalled at the way Jiwoo is coming at him right now. Most of the time, he can handle her. Today is just one of those days where he can't, and he feels himself losing it a lot quicker due to the sensitivity of the subject. He hates how Jiwoo looks at him this way, and he hates how she's so quick to badmouth him, especially when it comes to you.

What if he truly, truly cared about you?

"No one said she was!" Wooyoung matches her tone and San is awkwardly sitting off to the side, unsure of what to do. He didn't think he'd ever hear it this way, let alone didn't think Wooyoung would ever sleep with his sister's bestfriend. It wasn't a secret that Wooyoung thought you were cute, attractive. He just never crossed those lines because he didn't think he should, especially with the way he had tendencies to be a dick.

San is so unsure of how to take all of this.

Did Wooyoung just cave after the party? Did he plan for this to happen? How did he even get you to do all that with him?

"What else can I call it? Why would you take advantage of her—"

"Slow your fucking roll, Jiwoo. I never said I was just using Y/N for anything, nor do you have the right to assume that." Wooyoung says seriously. It's true, and he finds himself hurt at the wild accusations Jiwoo is spewing out. He wasn't always good, but he wasn't entirely bad. He's made some terrible decisions and acted poorly in certain situations, but he never failed to  learn from his mistakes and be the bigger person about it. He'd be honest, and in the end, he would never let his pride win just to get away with it.

"What am I supposed to think with your amazing track record?"

"I don't care if I made some mistakes or fucked around in the past, you don't get to say all that just because you're angry."

"All of a sudden you're good and pure when it comes to Y/N." She groans. "I swear to god, Wooyoung. The favor was supposed to be just a favor, not a window for you to add her to your roster—"

"Aye, stop while you're ahead." Wooyoung cuts her off. "You don't get to come into my space and yell at me for shit you know nothing about. Stop painting me like that, Jiwoo. I'm not this shitty person you like to think I am. For real. I don't appreciate it. You're spitting out all these crazy accusations when you have nothing but my past to refer to. I was never planning to 'put her on my roster' or treat her that way, I never meant to hurt her in any way. It's fucking wild you'd assume that."

"Then, why haven't you talked to her if you wanna claim this is different, Wooyoung?"

"Because I just need time to sort through my shit, okay! As much as I wanna talk to her, I don't know how and I'm trying to figure it out, that's all. Sorry. I'm not tryna mess this up more than I might've already done."

"You're unbelievable." Jiwoo glares at him. "Do you have feelings for her or not? It's a simple yes or no. Stop dragging it out so unnecessarily—"

"No. We're not doing this right now."

"Wooyoung!"

"I don't care! That's not for you to decide, so don't push it." He says sternly. "I'm not answering your question cause we're not talking about this right now, not when we're both angry. We're gonna go in circles like we always do and we're not gonna get anywhere. So no, I'm not saying anything to you, especially until you stop yelling and accusing me of things." He glares at her. "I sure as hell hope you didn't come at Y/N this way because she didn't do anything wrong. You don't get to talk to her like that either." He pauses. "Where is she?"

"I told her to go home."

"Oh, so you left her alone just to do this? The hell is wrong with you?"

"Can't I say the same shit about you? Leaving her that morning without saying a word." She scoffs while he bites his tongue, hoping she'd leave after getting this out of her system. "I thought so. You better fix this properly." Is all Jiwoo says before she turns on her heel and slams his door shut.

"And you should fix your attitude while you're at it!" Wooyoung yells. He groans loudly and plops onto the couch with a loud sigh. "Sorry." Is all he says to San, who is still dumbfounded over the argument that just went down.

"It's all good." Wooyoung is running a hand down his face before tossing his phone onto the table and resting his head back against the couch. As much as he loves to push his sister's buttons, he doesn't enjoy it when they fight. He doesn't like it when they're heated and angry at each other. He knows she can't help but protect you [rightfully so], but he hates the way she treats him like he has zero common sense. He wouldn't do that to you, especially out of all people. 

You would never be just another girl to him.

"So, what happened exactly?" Wooyoung lets out a breath.

"It was the other night, after she had dinner with Yeosang. She meant to text Jiwoo while she was drinking at the convenience store, but she accidentally texted me. I swung by to make sure she was okay, and things just escalated that night."

"That's why you two were weird around each other today."

"Yeah, but that's mainly my fault. I ran off when I shouldn't have. I didn't talk to her the way I wanted to because I froze. I haven't really felt like this in a long time and it scared me. It's a dumb excuse."

"Woo, are you sure this isn't just a phase or something?"

"A phase?" San shrugs. "You're not serious, right?"

"I don't know. I just have to ask. I feel like you've had moments when you thought you liked someone, but it wasn't like that."

"San." Wooyoung almost looks hurt when he turns to him. His expression says all.

"Hm?" Wooyoung shakes his head.

"It's not like that at all. I-I genuinely have feelings for Y/N. I really, really like her."

"Oh." San looks at him, a mixture of confusion and concern plastered on his face. "Oh, okay. So it is like that."

"Fuck." Wooyoung groans. "I fucked up. I should've just told her. Fuck!" He repeats, now pacing around his living room. San doesn't even respond because he's not sure how to. He watches as his bestfriend runs his hand through his hair, quickly texting away before making a call.

Wooyoung's third mistake is letting this linger. Now, everyone, including you and his sister, are continuing to paint him as this bad guy; a bad guy that he has a tendency to be, had a past history of being. But, with you, he's different. He needs you to know that. He should've done this differently.

He just needs to be honest, and he knows he can't put this off any longer. It's time.

Wooyoung feels the inner panic when he tries to call you a few times, but you don't answer. He sends a few texts asking where you're at. If you're safe. If he can come see you so he can talk to you because he really needs to.

wooyoung: y/n. i know you probably don't wanna talk to me right now, but i really wanna explain.

wooyoung: i'm so sorry y/n, i fucked up. can i come see you so we can talk about this properly?

wooyoung: at least let me know if you're okay and safe if you don't wanna talk tonight.

And you see the missed calls and texts from Wooyoung. But, they're overshadowed by the missed call notifications from Papa. You barely get a chance to let it marinate, especially when you approach his apartment and all you're welcomed with is chaos.

Bright lights. 

"Papa?" You walk closer to his apartment, seeing the paramedics coming out with your grandfather on a stretcher. "Papa!" You cry, pushing your way through them to get a good look at your grandpa. He's conscious, barely clinging onto it, though. He gives you a small smile as you hold his hand and climb into the truck, sitting right by his side. He called because he needed you, and you weren't there. You weren't there because you were too busy justifying your actions to Jiwoo, you weren't there because you were too busy trying to find out how to tell her you had feelings for her brother.

You weren't there, and he's here.

Wooyoung is the last thing on your mind right now.

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[gluion]

[TEASER] of boundaries and secret glances (i'm lucky to be loved by you) ➵ kim sunwoo

idol!kim sunwoo x ex-idol!reader

as a well-respected independent producer in the industry, you get requests from different companies for collaborations. when you accept to work on chanhee and sunwoo's unit track for their upcoming album, you are left to your own devices as you work closely with sunwoo. who is to say what can happen over the days?

genre/warnings ➵ strangers to friends to lovers (though sunwoo has always had a crush on you since your debut), music & lyrics au, fluff, angst with happy ending, afab reader (they/them pronouns), drinking, kpop mistreatment, mental and physical abuse done by companies, closed proximity, sunwoo is a FLIRT!!! and also obsessed with you, LOONA IS FREE HERE!!!, iz*one sadly does not exist </3, boundaries are definitely crossed in the sense that you should not be flirting this much with a co-worker turned friend...

word count ➵ 29.3k words

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a/n ➵ finally publishing this fic after it sat in my drafts for so long... i hope you enjoy this piece of work as much as i did writing and reading it once more! i would really appreciate it if you could take time to like and reblog this.

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It has been two days since that meeting, and you regret agreeing to the set deadline. It feels as if you have not gotten any wink of sleep in the last 48 hours as the stress and anxiety got to you. As you entered the building with a cup of coffee in your hand, you informed the woman at the front desk that you were expected to attend another meeting with Sunwoo and Chanhee.

“Please make yourself comfortable and wait here. I’ll just ring up their manager–”

“They’re with me!” You hear someone shout from behind you. As you turn to look, you see Sunwoo walking towards you and greeting you with a bow which you return.

“It’s nice to see you again,” He says, making you smile.

“I’ll bring them up, just inform hyung.” Sunwoo signals you to follow him as he makes his way to the elevator.

“So, how are you? I’m guessing you managed to think of something within the two days?” He asks as you two wait for the elevator to arrive.

You laugh as you shake your head. “I wish.”

“Did you get any sleep?” You shake your head in response which he laughs at.

“Well, if you pass out, I’ll be there to cover for you,” He says only for you to get shy.

“Oh god, you don’t–”

“I was just kidding Y/N, sorry if it wasn’t obvious.” The elevator doors finally open and you both get in.

“Oh, that’s my bad,” You say as you let out a nervous laugh.

“Hey, it’s no problem.” The elevator doors finally close and you two go up. As silence engulfs the two of you, you somehow think it’s your fault.

“I, uhm, tend to be very shy around new people. I’m not usually like this,” You say to break the silence. He looks at you with a smile and nods. “No worries, Chanhee and Heejin said the same.”

You were surprised to find out that he’s talked about you to others. As you continued to look straight forward, you would only hope that Heejin or Jiwoo did not mention anything embarrassing to the two.

“I never got to ask, but how are you?” You decided to finally ask him.

“Oh, well it’s been alright?” He says in an unsure manner which has you raising an eyebrow at him.

“Well, the guys and I have been practicing the choreography for our comeback, and I’ve been kind of nervous about how Chanhee and I’s track is going to turn out. Not that I’m trying to say I don’t trust you, but I am nervous about how well I’m going to execute your vision,” He admits.

“If it helps, I think whatever you do will perfectly execute what I see.” You smile at him to which he smiles back.

“Oh, so you trust me that much? How much have you seen my performances to say that?” He asks as he faces you and leans against the wall, a smug look on his face. Something about how he keeps the conversation going makes you less shy than before.

“Well, I had to do my research,” You admit with a smirk.

“Oh, the famous Y/N has done their research on me? What do you know about me?” He asks to which you decide to face him as well. “That’s for me to know and you to find out.”

He chuckles as soon as the elevator doors open. “Well don’t think I didn’t research you,” He says and walks out with you following.

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[xoxoxoz]

Lee Youngseo x F!reader

📝: You and Youngseo have been keeping your relationship on the down low since R U Next began. But the moment one contestant found out the truth, there was no point of hiding anymore

⚠️: fluffy YoungY/n type of fic, Youngseo tops in the relationship but not in a nsfw way (does that make sense😭), reader is in the Bad Boy group with Jiwoo, Jeongeun and Chanelle, English speaker reader, reader is an 05

For: @strawbseo

“Yesss Y/n, your vocals are vocallingggg” Chanelle praised with a dramatic click of her fingers.

You had to cover your mouth to laugh. “You’re making me shy”

“What does vocalling mean?” Jiwoo asked as she scratched her head.

“It’s just a silly expression to say that Y/n’s vocals are super good” the half American explained.

Jiwoo slowly nodded her head. “So if I said her singing is singinging…”

“Mmm doesn’t work like that”

The two walked off as Chanelle tried explaining the phrase in a better way and Jeongeun followed them. You mentally patted yourself on the back just before an arm rested around your shoulder.

“Hey, beautiful” your girlfriend whispered closely in your ear.

You hid your face in her chest. An advantage for Youngseo because she was taller than you. “Hi, Youngie”

“Your vocals never fail to blow me away. I kept messing up in my group practice because I was focusing on you more” She giggled.

“Is that why I heard Moa Unnie scolding you?”

“Yep. It was hard finding an excuse”

“It better have been a good one” You playfully warned.

“Yah, what’s happening over here? Are you two a couple now or something?” Yunah teased while wrapping her long arms around you and Youngseo.

“We’re actually married. We made that official with our cheese rings last night” Youngseo replied smoothly.

“Last night? I would’ve wifed up Y/n the moment we met” Yunah winked at you, causing you to blush and hide in Youngseo’s chest again.

“Hey back off, she’s mine” You heard your girlfriend say in a tone that you couldn’t decipher.

Yunah laughed it off and ran away to annoy Minju who was eating Jihyun’s snacks. You pinched your girlfriend’s cheek as hard as you could.

“OW!”

Going on your tippy toes, your lips matched height with her ear. “You need to learn to control your emotions or else we’re gonna get caught”

“Ow ow ow im sorry! I didn’t like what she said” Youngseo whined before you released her now reddening cheek.

“Just don’t be too obvious, babe”

“Can I kiss you?”

“Youngseo…”

“It’ll be a quick one!”

You looked around the room and thankfully no one was paying attention to you or your whiny girlfriend. “Fine. But let’s go and get snacks. I’m kinda hungry”

Youngseo grabbed your hand and started walking towards the doors but Jiwoo stepped right in front to block your path.

“And where are you two going?”

“Just getting snacks” Youngseo replied happily.

“And you’re taking Y/n?”

“She was the one who asked me to go with her. Don’t worry Jiwoo Unnie, we’ll be back before you know it!”

Jiwoo sighed and stepped aside. “Alright. Bring me something back while you’re at it. Wonhee ate everything in my bag”

“No worries, Unnie. Bye~”

Your girlfriend continued to drag you down the halls where the vending machines were located. Your sparkling eyes scanned over the delicious chips and drinks provided.

Youngseo’s sparkling eyes, however, were all on you. Her arm went around your waist and her smile seemed to grow impossibly bigger than before. “You’re so pretty, Baby. Do you know that?”

Thank God for the air conditioner inside the building otherwise you would’ve melted to the ground by now. You covered your face and started squealing. “Stop it!”

“But I’m telling the truth. You’re beautiful and I’m so lucky to call you mine” she continued to say while she kissed your head. “Now which snacks would you like?”

You peeked through your fingers. “The spicy chips please”

“Alright…but give me kiss first” Youngseo quickly said and puckered her lips.

You held her cheeks and kneaded them like dough. “You’re so frustrating but so cute”

“Kiss kiss kiss~” she chanted a bit too loud that you jumped into kissing her on the lips.

It was strong enough to almost knock her down but she managed to keep her balance by squeezing your waist. You finished the kiss with 3 more pecks before you pulled away.

“There, can I get my chips now?”

“Mmm, there’s an extra kissing fee”

“For what?!”

“Because I’m your girlfriend and I need more kisses or else I’ll die”

“Stop being dramatic! We’re always together 24/7”

Youngseo pouted. “Just a few more and I won’t ask again”

Rolling your eyes, you kissed her gently this time. It let Youngseo savour the taste and warmth of your soft lips and the feeling of your small hands caress her nape.

Neither of you wanted the moment to end.

But a loud gasp caused you two to separate.

Chanelle stood there with her jaw slacked. “I-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt—whatever is going on”

“Chanelle Unnie! I-I uh…Let us explain” you panicked in English.

“Hey woah there sister, you don’t need to explain anything. I’m not a snitch” she chuckled. “Sorry for my reaction, I was just not expecting for this to happen”

“I’m sorry, I’m a bit worried about what the others would say—“

“The others? Honey, we all know you two are practically married. We just like to tease you to see if the truth would come out sooner. Took longer than expected” Chanelle spoke with a smile.

“Wait, everyone knows?” Youngseo asked while holding your hand.

“We talk about your chemistry a lot so you can call us your biggest YoungY/n fans. But the only thing we have to say is that you two should be careful especially since we have cameras everywhere. Last thing we want is for your debut spot to disappear when Korea finds out. You know how they are”

“Yes Unnie we’ll be super careful” Your girlfriend said.

“You two are cute together. Don’t lose that spark. I’ll go back now and you should too. Can’t keep them waiting” Chanelle winked before running off.

Youngseo pulled you into a back hug and took a whiff of your floral scented hair. “You feel better now?”

You leaned back into her long arms and sighed with content. “Absolutely. At least we can act normal around each other when the cameras are off”

“Oh for sure. Will be giving you all the kisses we’ve missed these past days”

“Come on, let’s buy the snacks now. I’m gonna pass out from starvation soon”

Youngseo pulled out her credit card. “Yes ma’am. We need to get Jiwoo Unnie’s chips too”

While the taller girl was inserting the card and buying the snacks, you leaned up to kiss her cheek. “Thanks again, Youngie. I love you”

“I love you more” She giggled and quickly kissed your lips before grabbing the packets of chips.

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main: dami, siyeon (deukae & minx) & jiwoo (kard)

Ships: 2yoo, SingBin, SuaYeon, SoWoo & YuYeon (I only read YuYeon as of right now) 📝

genres: slice of life, alternate universes, dystopia, cyberpunk, sci-fi & dark fantasy

Constructive criticism for my writing is welcomed! So please don’t hesitate to comment or message me either. I’m very shy, but i will do my best to respond. But I will not take negative opinions as criticism, I do have decorum ✍️

Get to know me:

I like writing and listening to music. Deukae, their cinematography, the Nightmare Series (& K-pop lore in general) are huge inspirations to me & the reason I started writing again in the first place. (I stopped from 2020 to 2021 for medical reasons.)

I like dark fantasy, dystopian, alternate universe, slice of life concepts. I’ve been an active Somnie since mid 2022. I’m main line biased but over all ot7. Tho I do write ot5 works for Minx. I’ve only started writing for kard recently after becoming a hidden in 2023, especially Jiwoo/SoWoo because the kard fic community is pretty dead. So I shall revive it/hj

I do NOT writer idol fics, x reader or self insert fics. I will write headcanons for anyone in kard & deukae for any ship or members. I don’t write fics for any ship or member tho, just my faves. This is just a hobby. I also don’t do commissions, that’s hella illegal & I don’t actually ship anyone irl.

Here’s song that I correlate with my profile:

[bearseulgs]

IVE as girlfriends

gn!reader x ot6

genre: fluff

wc: 891

warnings: food

requested!! tysm

- ͙۪۪̥˚┊❛ Gaeul ❜┊˚ ͙۪۪̥◌

i see Gaeul as being a very playful gf

y'all love joking around w each other

you don't see each other much during the week due to school and work so you've dedicated saturday night to y'all's night where you watch movies, bake, and play board games

you would expect twister to be cute and stuff but no twister is WAR

she probs likes those group hangout dates where you're with friends but y'all two end up going off to do your own thing

y'all're just so enamored by each other

also on game/movie nights, you sometimes have little showcases where you get to show off your interests in powerpoints UGH an autistic's dream date tbh

but she also knows when to be serious

she's very good at talking things out, and bc of this arguments rarely occur

that and you just match each other very well

the perfect relationship tbh

- ͙۪۪̥˚┊❛ Yujin ❜┊˚ ͙۪۪̥◌

loml fr

you can always lean on her, she loves helping people, esp you

but she also needs support bc becoming leader at such a young age can be stressful, esp after debuting at 15

anyways what's it like having the coolest gf ever??

y'all love going on fun, adventurous dates together, like hiking or amusement parks

yujinnie trying to win you a plushie at those game booths I'M CRYING 🥹🥹

y'all would defo make each other playlists, and she listens to every one you send very carefully, always wanting to hear your music taste

she thinks it helps her get to know you a lil more &lt;3

- ͙۪۪̥˚┊❛ Rei ❜┊˚ ͙۪۪̥◌

other loml

i really like Rei's art, and she seems to like making art, so i feel like y'all would sometimes have those dates where you do that thing where you share a canvas and every 5 minutes you switch so the other person adds onto the painting until y'all are done

sorry if i didn't explain that right 😭

or if you aren't an artist or singer or anything arts related, she'd love watching you do your own little thing and learning about it

like if you play video games, she's always down to game w you, or if you keep a garden she'll tend to it w you

but if you are a musical person she loves hearing you perform, whether it's at a school concert or just you and her

y'all are each other's biggest supporters

- ͙۪۪̥˚┊❛ Wonyoung ❜┊˚ ͙۪۪̥◌

she'd be such a good gf

always very caring and attentive, your needs would never go unnoticed by her

but she expects the same energy in return

Wonyoung values you a lot, but she's also very sure of her worth, so for the relationship to work y'all have to put the same amount of effort in

different types of effort is okay tho

like i see Wonyo as being very physically affectionate and liking to praise her s/o ☺️

but say you sometimes don't want physical touch, but like being in the same room doing separate things?? she loves you for that

y'all go on all sorts of dates around the city, whether it's lunch at the local cult's deli (yes we have that where i live), afternoon tea at the park, or shopping at a local bookstore

y'all always exchange little gifts and do small tasks for each other, it's like your thing

whether it be her bringing home a flower she found that she thought was pretty like you or you doing her laundry bc you know she's been busy

overall a very healthy relationship, y'all are absolutely perfect together

- ͙۪۪̥˚┊❛ Liz ❜┊˚ ͙۪۪̥◌

she's so shy and i find it so endearing

definitely was scared to be affectionate at the beginning bc she didn't wanna seem clingy

but over time she got much more comfy with you and now she's always cuddling up to you aw 💞💞

aquarium dates

i honestly think Jiwoo would love the aquarium

y'all taking pics of each other next to the pretty jellyfish wall 💞

or when both of you are tired and want a stay at home type date, baking/cooking

esp if you've been watching food shows together,,, the kitchen is your professional workshop

she loves you so much, she is the sweetest girl so please take care of her ☹️

- ͙۪۪̥˚┊❛ Leeseo ❜┊˚ ͙۪۪̥◌

she's the absolute opposite of Liz lmao

she seems so confident, she defo asked you out and asked you to be her s/o

Yujin said that Hyunseo has a lot of friends that she's close with so i feel like she'd love introducing you to them

ARCADE DATES

going bowling and then hitting up the arcade after 😩 GIMME NOW

she spends like,,, $5 at the claw machine before you intervene

(whether to show her how you do it or drag her away depends on your claw machine skillz)

going insane on the hammer thing and competing to see who can hit it the hardest

y'all are so competitive fr

but at the end of the day you really do love each other and would do anything for each other

a/n: bruhhh this should not have taken me as long as it did 💔💔 anyways get me a Liz, also lmk if you want a more detailed version for a member!! i'd be more than happy to do that

©️ bearseulgs 2022

[gangplanksorenji]

Pace (Race 2 : Monaco Grand Prix) : Impulse

Pairing: LOONA X Male Reader

Word Count: 6822

A/N 1: My continuation of the first race of the story in the “Bahrain Grand Prix”, so I suggest that before you read this, read the first race to understand the story better (Race 1 is in my pinned post).

Masterlist (w/ Intro and Rules)

A/N 2: Have fun reading this and enjoy! Have a good day ahead!

!! Trigger Warning !! : Strong Words/Language, Car Crashes and Kissing

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“You’re such a baby Hye!” You giggled as you wiped her snoot with a tissue as the remnants of the ice cream you treated her stuck into it.

You smiled then right after, a smile of passion and love as the both of you grew together, strengthening your relationship. Hyeju is really soft and clingy whenever she’s with you, the passion and the love given to her over the past months made her really happy and perform better on your past races, with both of you scoring in every race, no DNFs. Both of you got closer since your confessions at the first race of the season. You find her cute whenever she gets jealous over random things as eating and playing together are both of your hobbies. Both of your friends are really supportive of your relationship, especially Jiwoo and Yerim who always check the both of you and even prepare or suggest places to bond with your girlfriend, Hyeju.

“Thank you for the treat, Oppa, I should have treated you instead..” she said silently as she became shy after it.

“It’s alright Hye, besides should we go back home? It’s getting kinda late y’know…”

“Yep, we should..”

After finishing both your ice creams, you two then course your way out of the convenience store as all of you walked your way back to Hyeju’s apartment.

“Hah, those were good ones Hye, you and Jiwoo really know the best foods here in town..”

“Thank you Oppa, *giggles* of course me and Jiwoo know the best..” she jokingly bragged as you patted her back as you escorted her to her apartment.

Both of you waved goodbyes as the both of you embraced each other tightly as you kissed her on the forehead, making her ears red and blush because of the happiness she had experienced.

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7 AM.

Breezes and a flock of bird chirps on a cold, windy morning greeted you as you woke up to get prepared for your last practice with Hyeju in her apartment before the long-awaited grand prix that will happen tomorrow.

*click* *clang* *clang*

Every sound can be heard in your apartment as the glass clangs and forks click as you rush to get ready for your practice and bond with your friends. After that, you then lock your apartment as the cold breeze can be felt throughout your body, good thing you wore a comfortable weather fit in these conditions.

After some walks, you knocked on the door of your girlfriend’s apartment as she hurriedly opened the door.

“Hyeju! Hi! Let-”

“Come in, Oppa *sigh* “ she said coldly, you then wonder what could make her act like that as she greeted you with an apathetic face.

“Uhmm.. Hye?”

“What?”

“Are you good?”

“Really?” she irritatingly uttered as you were stunned right after. You know something isn’t right. Right after, you cuddled her in hopes that she could be cheered up.

“What happened, Hye? You looked kinda frustrated now?

“Argghhh, I just can’t connect to the internet now.. and I tried fixing any possible way yet I think I can’t be! I don't know what to do now! I don’t want to miss out tomorrow because of this stupid shit! Argh!”

She cried out as you could feel her frustration and anger from the tone of her voice as you calmed her down, hugging her tightly as she slowly accepted your embrace, calming her down.

“Hye, Hye, calm down.. I know it’s hard, we’ll try to fix it okay? I’ll try finding the problem now, it’s okay Hye..”

“Arghh, I’m sorry Oppa..”

“Hye, we’ll fix this okay? Don’t worry..”

“Okay Oppa..”

“By the way, did you really do anything to solve this?”

“Yes Oppa, I have done anything I could to fix it but.. *sighs* nothing happens..”

You two then rushed to Hyeju’s room to fix the problem that she is facing, still talking about it. You then asked her a few questions about what she had experienced, hoping to fix this with your stocked-up knowledge in your I.T. classes years ago.

“When did this problem start, Hye?”

“U-uhmm it w-was yesterday when I started to browse s-something, the connection gone slow so I tried fixing the cable, troubleshoot or even scanning viruses but nothing happens. It g-got worse now to the point that I can’t connect.”

“Ohh, just after I left then that happened?”

“Yes Oppa..”

“Uhh, Okay, Hye, I’ll try and fix it. Calm down okay?”

After a few talks, you then proceed to solve the problem, checking the wires and the cables that can be the source of a problem. You then noticed multiple octopus connections on the back of her setup, so took the initiative to fix and organize it with the leftover zip ties that Hyeju gave you in her room.

After some time of organizing and fixing, also with the help of Hyeju, you managed to get a better setup and a much organized one yet you are still not even close to your goal, and that is to fix her connectivity problems. You then took out the ethernet cable away from her setup and the router.

“Hye.”

“Yes, Oppa?”

“Do you have any pliers and a wire strpper by any chance?”

“Oh, yah, wait! I’ll go downstairs to get them..”

“Okay Hye.”

She then rushed downstairs to get the toolbox as you checked her room for all of the stuff she had as you didn’t really have the time to get a better look at her room despite the bond you had with her. From her albums up to polaroid pictures, you can't help but smile and be flustered as you wander through the gray-lightened room of hers. After a few seconds of ambling in her room, you noticed some old, broken and ugly-looking shoes confined in a glass container inside on one of her transparent doored cabinets. You wondered what those were as Hyeju hurriedly came to her room, catching you off-guard on what you were going to do.

“Oppa! Here is yo- Oppa!” she shrieked as you got startled, dropping the toolbox to the ground and rushing to cover the cabinet with herself.

“Oppa! Did I tell you to touch anything here?? Don’t you dare put your finger in it!” she angrily snapped at you while still taking a hold of the cabinet.

“A-ah- I-I’m sorry H-Hye.. I just couldn’t h-help looking a-at your r-room, it’s so beauti-” you said sheepishly as you stuttered and Hyeju cut you mid-sentence.

“Nonono– I’m sorry Oppa, I just got carried away..”

“It’s alright, my doing though.. By the way, what were those shoes for? Why can't you just throw it?” Hyeju glared at you as you apologized right after.

“It’s alright, by the way, that was a gift from my grandmother when I was young and then after a week she got into a car accident and died right after.. She was one of my b-biggest supporters in my life, and I-I b-became d-dreadful a-after hearing that..” she whimpered as you felt the raspiness in her voice as she shed a tear as streams of tears flowed over time, reminiscing their moments as she felt her heart break whenever she talks about her.

“I’m sorry to hear that, Hye..” you said as you embraced her tightly and patted her head.

“It’s alright Oppa, can we j-just not t-talk about it?”

“Okay Hye, I won’t, I’m sorry..”

“You’re not sorry Oppa, it h-happened and it’s a-alright..”

You can feel her heart weighing heavy after she talked about that and you feel sorrowful with that, patting her head to calm her down. After that, the both of you then proceeded to fix the problem she is facing.

You then grabbed the ethernet cable and started opening the cable with the tools, looking at a possible bump or defect in the cable as not long after you hit the jackpot. A loose wiring at the end with a bump inside made a root of this problem as Hyeju gasped, shocked at what she saw.

“Did you bump the cable whenever you're using your PC?”

“Maybe, I don’t know…” she said vehemently as you asked if she had some spare cables to change it.

“Uhmm.. I don’t think I had any since as long as I remember, I only bought one.”

“Ohh, I’ll go buy some at the store there okay?”

She nodded as you went downstairs, rushing to the nearby electronics shop at the end of the street. She felt bad that you still need to fix her problem but still grateful for what you have done.

After a few minutes, you then went back to Hyeju’s apartment with your newly bought ethernet cable and by surprise, Hyeju made you some food while you’re away to give something in return because of the help you’ve done for her.

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“Hyeju, I’m here!” you shouted, as you entered her apartment and can only hear sizzles and the aromatic smell of the beef she’s cooking.

“Oh, Oppa! I’m sorry I didn’t hear you, I was busy cooking stuff..”

“Ah, you still bothered to cook? You’ll get tired of that..”

“It’s alright Oppa, besides this is my treat for you...”

“Thanks, Hye.. you shouldn’t have, besides that smells good though, can’t wait to eat it, I never knew you were that good at cooking..”

She blushed as she lightly hit your back with her hand as she asked you if you ate Hyeju’s treat.

“Yah, I did but I still think I’m hungry because of what I’ve smelt, *giggles*”

“Well, if you want to eat, why not?”

You both then proceed to eat what Hyeju cooked. The aromatic scent of the beef and the captivatingly spicy aroma of the ramyun triggers through your vessels to release numbers of dopamine into your body because of the excitement you are experiencing. You then wasted no time, digging right into the food that you thanked Hyeju for.

“The fwood ims *mumbles* it was so delmcious!”

“Oppa! Don’t talk when your mouth is full!” she scolded you, earning a giggle from her right after.

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“By the way Hye, is Hyunjin gonna come? Jiwoo or Yerim?”

“Uhm, Hyunjin unnie is gonna come later to check on us, I dunno about Yerim unnie or Jiwoo unnie.”

“Ohh really? Ahh, yes! By the way, I’ll text them if they’re going to come here..”

You texted both Jiwoo and Yerim as by surprise, they immediately replied that they’re busy from schoolworks yet they will try and go together for tomorrow’s race.

“Are they gonna come, Oppa?”

“Nah, they’re busy today, maybe studying for their finals tomorrow.”

“Oh..”

After a few slurps, munches and talks, you two then proceeded to the room to install the newly bought cable.

“Ahh, Hye, that was sooo good! Never knew you cooked that good!” you cheerfully complimented her as she blushed right after. You find her really cute whenever she’s blushing as her ears redden, which made you fall in love with her.

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Here, there and here again, some few tweaks are just needed as you finished attaching the cable to Hyeju’s setup, getting ready if the newly bought cable will solve the conflict she faced within the past week.

*click* *click* *keyboard noises* *click* *keyboard noises*

After a few more clicks, Hyeju tested and troubleshooted the connection and to her surprise, she yelled “Assa!” as she felt like she came back from a tragic loss. She then hugged you tightly as you smiled, feeling affection through her hug as it got tighter and thank you right after.

“You’re a lifesaver Oppa! Thank you sooo much!!” she beamed as she kissed you on the cheek, causing you to blush as you grabbed her shoulder, embracing her yet this time it feels warmer and comfortable.

“Oh! How rude am I, shall we start practicing then?”

“Yah Oppa, it’s alright though..”

Both of you then start setting anything up and now preparing yourselves for your last practice in the streets of Monte Carlo in Monaco.

78 laps. 260.2 km and 19 turns, This is “Circuit de Monaco”, one of the most challenging tracks in the F1 calendar. Tight spaces and corners with crucial braking points, not gonna lie, you find it challenging mastering this track. Bumps, crashes and the tight corners that made the both of you lose your temper whenever practicing here yet sets a big sigh of relief whenever you perfected a lap here.

Overtaking on this track is really challenging considering how risky and tight the corners are and the circuit itself, that’s why qualifying will do a big job in this race.

Steer there, and there and there, you panted as you did some practice running laps and overtakings in various weather conditions, from wet to slicks, both of you practiced your whole heart out, recording your lap times.

As a few laps raced between the two of you, you heard a knock on the door as you rushed downstairs to open it.

“Oh Hyunjin!”

“Oh Hi Oppa! What’s up!”

“Oh, I’m good though, doing well, I’m practicing with Hyeju upstairs, wanna join? We got some food here if you haven’t eaten yet..”

“Oh, I already ate before I went here, anyways, why not?.”

Both of you then went upstairs as you heard the deep sigh of Hyeju as she greeted Hyunjin and hugged her, showing that she really missed her as the three of you then proceeded to practice then.

“Ohh, it’s Monaco right Oppa?”

“Yah, Jin, kinda difficult but we’re improving dramatically yet Hyeju still struggles a bit, since it's been a while since she rode at the track.”

“Good luck to the two of you though, that track is really hard to race with.”

“Right, Jin.”

Both of you then continued to practice as Hyunjin brainstormed herself for possible strategies according to your performances.

Both of you managed to get a 1:11 in your lap times yet you guys wanted more than that, since qualifying will play a big role in tomorrow’s race.

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After almost 2 hours of practice, the three of you then got off of your setups and went downstairs to eat your lunch. Gladly, you have enough leftovers from breakfast to eat with.

After a few talks and chatters, Hyunjin complimented Hyeju’s skills in cooking as the food is meticulously delicious as Hyeju’s ears went red, thanking Hyunjin from her compliment.

“Ah, this is really something Hye, this is so good! I never knew you cook so well!”

“Same thought here Jin.”

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*controller clicks, engine roaring, A/C buzzing audibly*

“Phew, that was a race, Oppa that was so good!”

“Yes it is, nice improvement though, hope you keep it up until tomorrow.”

“Hope so Oppa, thank you..”

“No problem Hye..”

After an exhausting practice, the three of you took a break as you call it a day. You then initiate to accompany Hyunjin up to her apartment since the night gets deeper, not wanting anything bad that may happen to her.

“Geez, thank you for the both of you,wow, what a practice!”

“I never say Hyeju improved that much, well played! Hope to see that performance tomorrow!”

“T-thank you unnie! Hope so, have a good night Oppa! Unnie!”

“Bye and good night Hyeju!” Both of you bid goodbyes to her as you left the apartment, leaving a kiss on Hyeju’s forehead, making her blush.

“Bye and good night too Oppa, Hyunjin unnie!”

“Hope that cable works until tomorrow!” you joking exclaimed as they both giggled right after.

“Oppa..”

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“What was all about the cable-thingy that you two are talking about earlier?”

“Oh that, she had a defective ethernet cable that’s jamming her connections earlier, she’s so mad like, wow, gladly I found the problem and bought another one and works right after I organized her workplace and attached the cable.”

“Ohhh, that’s why..”

After a few talks and walks, both of you managed to reach Hyunjin’s apartment, keeping her safe as you bid goodbye to walk your way home to take a rest.

As you reached your apartment, you opened the door quickly, brushed your teeth, changed your outfit to a cozy one then went to sleep. You didn’t even bother to text or check up on someone as your vision fades, falling asleep from your drowsiness.

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D-Day

7:06 AM

You woke up as the chirping of birds and the ray of sunlight greeted you with a “good morning”.

As usual, you got yourself prepared as you coursed your way to Hyeju’s apartment, feeling better as you felt excited and refreshed from your exhausting practice yesterday.

*You knocking on the door*

“Wait a minute!”

Hurried footsteps can be heard across the house as an unexpected figure greeted you.

“Oppa! Come in!”

“Oh-ohhh, ok thanks.”

“I thought you are recording your songs n-now?”

“Ohh that? I had some free time today so I decided to stop here to see how you guys can race! It wouldn’t be bad right?”

“Ohh, uhh I mean, sure! Why not? I just don’t expect you to come here..”

Not so long after, all of you start a practice race in the streets of Monaco while Hyunjin takes notes of every performance you made, switching to her professional working mode.

“Woah, that looks so difficult Oppa!”

“On the first glance, yes it is, but you’re gonna get used to it. By the way, that's just a small fraction of what we’re going to do later..”

“Because you’re going to make overtakes, strategies andddd..”

“Qualifying, qualifying..”

“Oh yah, I forgot about that, that’s where you make positions when the race starts right?”

“Yes you’re right Heejin, by the way, you’ll get used to it.. *giggles*”

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*engine roars, controller clicking*

“Phew, that’s not bad for the both of you.”

“Yah not bad though, anyways any reports for later Jin?”

“Uhhmm, there’s a possible rain later..”

“On the race?”

“Yep, on the race, low chances on qualifying though.”

“Thanks unnie, anyways that sucks.”

“It is, Hye, thankfully it’s not on quali or else we’re fucked up, but still, it would be a burden.”

“True Oppa, anyways let’s eat now, the race will be earlier.”

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12:45 PM

15 minutes left until the Grand Prix, butterflies erupted to your stomach as the incoming qualifying session made the both of you tense up. All of you managed to get the cars ready and for possible strategies that can be put up to the test.

Not so long after, Heejin then left the three of you as she bid goodbyes and wished some goodlucks to your upcoming race. Also, Jiwoo and Yerim sent texts wishing you goodlucks, the same from your relatives.

*You inhaling and exhaling continuously*

“You good Oppa?”

“Yes Hye, just preparing for today’s race, you know.. Huuuuu..”

“We can do this Oppa! Fighting!”

“Fighting Hye, hope we can do good here..”

5, 4, 3, 2, 1

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“Welcome everybody! After a thrilling race last weekend in Spain, it is now time to roam the streets here in Monaco, where 20 drivers will sit in and take up for the challenge in the shortest F1 track in the calendar!”

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Q1

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One by one, the drivers on the pit lane go out as you feel nervous, making your hands cold at the moment but that won’t let you do a poor performance in this session.

After warming up your tyres for a full lap, you then start your first flying lap of the session.

Fastest first sector and decent two sectors made you climb up to 5th place with a 1:10.891, making it a good lap but you wanted more than that to get out of Q1 and secure it.

On the other hand, Hyeju started her first flying lap at the session, managing to ace the three sectors but it wasn’t the fastest as she climbed herself up to 7th place with a 1:10.956.

“Not bad Hyeju, not bad Oppa.”

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With 6 minutes remaining on the clock, you start your second flying lap, trying to improve for the best of your margins. Fastest first sector and and a decent second and third sector puts yourself up into 3rd place with a 1:10.758 only one-tenth slower than the 1st placer but it doesn’t matter now, because you’ve been safe from dropping out in Q1.

“Hyunjin”

“Yes Oppa?”

“Is Hyeju safe?”

“According to the data here, she is in 6th place with a 1:10.903 and she’s safely out of Q1, in a good way..”

You sighed in relief, knowing that the both of you are safely out in Q1 in a good way.

“Now that’s it for Q1, as the Haases, Alfa Romeos and Williams are out here in qualifying. Not a good weekend to mark the day here in Monte Carlo.”

“So box box, box box, manage your tyres for the next qualifying session, good work and nice pace there.”

“Thank you everyone, nice work from all of you, fighting!”

“Hyeju’s right, nice work from all of you and thank you!”

This is just the beginning…

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Q2

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15 drivers in the grid are going out, one by one as they start the second qualifying session here in Monaco.

“Stay right, stay right, a Red Bull is approaching.”

“Okay thanks..”

After you round the last corner, you then start your first flying lap of the session, acing the first and middle sector as you were given more pace, therefore putting you in the fastest lap of the session, managing to get 1:10.549, only a few hundredths up to a Mercedes.

“That is a lap!”

“Nice lap, nice lap..”

Knowing that Hyeju may be in risk of getting eliminated, you asked Hyunjin what place she is as by your shock, she dethroned you by forty-thousandths of a second which made you gasped.

“Damn, Hyeju’s practice really paid off..” you muttered to yourself, shocked with Hyeju’s performance.

“Wow, Hyeju did improve a lot eh?”

“She really did Oppa, so proud of her.”, a smile paints at Hyunjin’s face, seeing how much Hyeju improved over the races that the all of you had been together, she never thought that she will ace all the sectors like it’s a piece of cake, yet this just the beginning of the real race, the beginning.

With 2 minutes left on the clock, you then started your second and last flying lap since you dropped three places after you set your best lap in Q2.

Feeling the adrenaline and the pace, you managed to get a nice time at the first two sectors as you got the fastest third sector, only pushing you by third place with a lap time of 1:10.493.

Praying for a safe advance in Q3, the cars went through the finish line, signaling the second qualifying session that has ended, the both of you managed to get out of Q2 in a safe and favorable way, escaping a sigh of relief within your breaths as you doubled your agility and focus for this upcoming qualifying session, Q3.

“Nice, we’re safely out, both of us!”

“Nice work from the both of you but it won't be easy, let’s focus on Q3.”

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Q3

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Half of the grid will now set their final laps, one by one as they got out of the pit lane as the last session of qualifying ticked.

“Ahh really? Why would the clouds go dark? So annoying…” you muttered silently as you will begin your first flying lap as an unexpected visitor challenges all of you.

You then begin your first flying lap, ignoring the intimidating shadow the clouds make as you breeze past into two sectors, acing it making you top at the charts being the fastest man in this qualifying session with a 1:10.302.

Not so long after, all of your opponents also set their flying lap times, pushing you down to 3rd place as they found more pace than you do.

“Ah, not bad though for now, not bad..”

“It really is but you can get pole position here, you had a better pace today.”

“Yep, softs really did help me this time but I’ll do better. Anyways, what place is Hyeju?”

“According to the data, she is in 6th place at the moment and she’ll start another flying lap, seconds from now.”

“Thanks..”

—---------------------------

“As the McLaren meets the final corner as she aces the first two sectors for a provisional pole in this race! What a stunning performance for McLaren!” The commentators were in shock as Hyeju is in for a provisional pole with the first 1 09s of the session, a 1:09.991.

“WOHOOOO, that’s a lap! Oh-..”

“Nice job, nice job, you’re in for a provisional pole, only two-tenths behind you is a Mercedes.”

As you knew her provisional pole lap time, you can’t help but smile as she improved a lot yet as you thinked of it, you are going to start your second flying lap with 4 minutes remaining on the clock. With the fastest first sector and a decent second sector, you can’t help but feel adrenaline as you are going to the Nouvelle chicane until something happens.

“As the Mercedes goes in the Swimming Pool chicane and- OHHH, that’s a big hit! The Mercedes crashed as he hit the barrier, damaging his front suspension and that is going to be it for qualifying as the session is red flagged! That’s it!”

“Caution,slow down, red flag, red flag, a Mercedes had crashed in turn 15, a lot of debris on the track, the session had been stopped.”

“AHHHH! Fuck that, ahhh, that was such a good lap ongoing!”

“Keep your cool, keep you cool, it’s alright, sharing my thoughts here, you qualified for P4 so that’s not bad..”

“It is Jin, it is not bad at all but I could have done better, just unfortunate though *sighs* and Hyeju is on pole right?”

“Yes, she is on pole, nice job by her and everyone here, even you Oppa, you did good..”

You smiled as it growed over time, being flustered whenever Hyunjin compliments and praises your hardwork as you do to hers.

After an exhilarating qualifying, you then took a break as the grand prix will start in a few minutes.

“Hyeju-yah..”

“Yes?”

“I’m so proud of you..” your muffled voice reinvigorated Hyeju’s ego as she blushed and smiled right after, accepting your hug as you pulled out and smiled at her.

“Thank you Oppa, I wouldn’t do it without you..”

“Welcome, also applaud yourself, your performance went well..”

“Congrats too, it’s alright, you did good too…”

“Tsk.. Thank you though, not the best and not the worst, but sometimes unfortunate things happen, right? Just felt bad for the team..”

“It’s alright, we all did good and we should be thankful for it..”

“Yeah, you’re right..”

—----------------------

*heartbeat intensifies, adrenaline shaking in*

----

2022 Monaco Grand Prix

----

“As the five red lights meet the driver’s eyes as it counts down, and it is “lights out and away we go” here in Monaco!”

You got a really good start and so are the drivers beside, front and behind you. You got away in Turn 1, hoping to overtake the Red Bull in front as you disengaged, not wanting to risk it.

In Beau Rivage until Turn 4, you were wheel-to-wheel with the Red Bull as you went into the inside at Turn 5, locking up on the process but managed to overtake him, making a move up into the podium places.

The commentators were thrilled at your performance as you risked a move as the crowd erupted in cheers.

“Nice move, nice move..”

“Thanks..”

Lap 6. A Mercedes retired at Turn 5 because of a gearbox-related problem because of the recent crash at the qualifying, reducing the threat for the both of you in this race.

“So, a Mercedes retired because of a problem in their gearbox, you are in 3rd place at the moment, keep it up.”

“Okay, Okay, Thanks.”

The dark facade of the clouds gets worse as it meets your eyes again, turning up your anxiety for a possible struggle or problem that may happen on the track.

“Oh nooooo..”

“Jin..”

“What Oppa?”

“What are the possible weather conditions that may happen?”

“Ahh, tsssss, according to the data here, a possible rain in the race, maybe minutes for now. Don’t worry Oppa, I’ll keep you updated about the conditions.”

“Thank you Jin..”

“Here to do my job, Oppa..”

She then reminded and sent Hyeju some information about the weather conditions that may happen on track.

Lap 10. Rain starts pouring little by little as the track gets wetter over time, you manage to stay out as the other drivers decide to box for the possible gamble of a better grip whenever the track gets wetter.

Hyeju also refuses to box as she said that she’s fine and can handle the car despite the threat of the conditions.

The both of you hoping to get some lead ahead before boxing is a big risk and gamble that you may thank or regret later on.

As you round the final corner, you set the fastest lap of the race. The rain is still ongoing as you're still thankful that the rain is not getting worse yet the track is getting wetter and slippery.

Lap 15. Rain is getting worse as Hyunjin reminds the both of you for a double stack to lessen the risk of losing grip onwards.

*Hyeju’s Radio*

“Condition?”

“Rain is not getting worse but I’ll box, seems kinda risky not doing it.”

“Okay, box and pit confirm Hyeju, box and pit confirm..”

—-----------------------

*Chunseok’s Radio*

“Condition?”

“I’m losing a bit of grip but it’s fine! I can handle it, I'll box later when the conditions worsen.”

“Box now, your losing grip, maybe you might spin r-”

“It’s alright Jin, I can handle the car! I can feel if I will box or not, okay?”

“But the conditions are g-going to get worse..”

“I can still go Jin-”

“Please Chunseok Oppa, you’ll regret your decision later.. Please box now.”

You let out a big sigh as you felt the condition worsen as you think Hyunjin is right, you then boxed your lap alongside Hyeju, making it a double stack for your intermediates.

“And that is a double stack for the McLaren as they will do a gamble here as the Mercedes is closing in to the McLaren as they go almost wheel-to-wheel in Saint Devote as the Mercedes stays ahead, that McLaren is still in third place as he don’t want to fight it, extremely risky in these conditions.”

“Am I ahead?”

“No, you’re still in third place Oppa..”

“Okay, I’m sorry ‘bout that.”

“It’s alright, besides, it’s completely normal, anyways the Mercedes is in a 6 lap old intermediate tyres.”

“Okay, copy..”

Lap 23. An intense battle caught the crowd as the battle of an Ferrari and an Alpine gets hotter through the tight hairpin up to the tunnel straight being wheel-to-wheel as the Ferrari got the slipstream and round the outside of the Nouvelle chicane he plans to overtake as he goes off the track, having a damage in their front wing as the Alpine didn’t leave the space, defending his position.

*Ferrari’s Radio*

“He didn’t leave me space! Check for damage!”

“Just a scratch, just a scratch, don’t worry, you can still go..”

“Okay, thanks, that fucking idiot just ran me off track..”

“We are reporting, copy.”

—------------------------

“Am I still in 3rd place?”

“Yes, you are. Car behind is a Red Bull 5.4 seconds with 12 lap old inters..”

“Thanks..”

“Condition?”

“Uhm, it got worse than before but it’s fine!”

“Copy that..”

Lap 35. Rain is still ongoing, thankfully subsiding slower than the previous laps as no battles can be seen at the circuit, making the grand prix a suspense on what could come next until..

“Ohhh! That is a Williams crashing in Turn 15! We saw a Mercedes crashing there earlier in qualifying and now a Williams as the track gets slippery as he can’t countersteer the car, hits the barrier and off the wall he goes..”

“A Williams had crashed in Turn 15, stay left, stay left…”

“Ah fuck, is it bad?”

“Car looks bad in pictures and there is a lot of debris on the track.”

“Shit..”

—----------------

“They are red-flagging the session, come into the pits, keep the delta positive, keep the delta positive..”

They red flagged the session, not really a surprise as there is a lot of debris on the track as the safety car guides them through the pits, taking time to remove the car from the track as after a few minutes the session will resume as the rain stops.

A smile paints your face as the track gets dry over time, switching up for the medium slicks as well as Hyeju, still maintaining the lead against the Mercedes who is 6.1 seconds behind her.

Lap 36.

“I think I’m in danger..” Hyeju muttered in her mind, thinking that the Mercedes will be a big threat in the straights, considering their pace advantage and the nervousness she felt, her hands cold and shivering after an intense battle with the rain, running 35 laps around the track.

“We see 18 drivers on the track as the lights go out, and away we go here, again in Monaco!”

Everybody gets a nice start at the restart as you got away better than the Red Bull beside you, being a car ahead into Turn 1.

“Did every driver get on slicks?”

“According to the data, all of them are in slicks, only 7 on mediums and 11 on softs.”

“Thanks..”

—-------------------

“What tyre is the Mercedes on behind me, unnie?”

“The Mercedes is on softs, he’ll be faster if you have a nice advantage against him.”

“Oh nooo…” she muttered again by herself, letting out a deep sigh as the Mercedes gained, doubling the threat.

“Just focus Hyeju, just focus on the race…”

You, on the other hand, still need to gain temperature on the tyres as you struggle upon your grip but you always defend your position gracefully and clean as you manage to get some, utilizing the tyre’s full potential.

“At last! Hah! That was hard..”

Lap 47. Hyeju then asks Hyunjin something that revolves around her mind.

“Unnie, can these tyres last until the end, or should I box now for softs?”

“I think it can last until the end Hye, I believe in you..”

“You sure? Feel risky here unnie..”

“You can do this, besides the Mercedes will pit later so you’ll lose the position if you pit now for softs.”

Hyeju lets out a deep breath as she trusts Hyunjin with her decision but she still doubts her decision. As time went by, she got rid of that doubt that battles her mind and focused on the race.

Lap 54. You boxed for softs, feeling confident that you will still be ahead of the Red Bull as you miscalculated, him being a car and half length ahead made you nod your head in dissatisfaction, feeling bad as you played it off and tried to close the gap for a possible overtake.

“Fuck, miscalculated it, really unfortunate..”

Now in fourth place, you tried to catch up with that car ahead of you as Hyeju is still hesitating to box, not wanting to let Hyunjin down as she doubted again, telling Hyunjin that she would box for softs at the end of the lap.

“I’ll box now unnie, I t-think these tyres w-won't last until the end..”

“Please Hyeju, it will last, just trust me besides its free fuel until the end of the race..”

“Unnie..”

“Please Hyeju, trust me, that’s the only possible way..”

Hyeju can’t seem to convince Hyunjin to box as she believes that if she boxed, she’ll lose the lead and she doesn’t want Hyeju on the corner, whimpering because of a heartbreak. Hyeju let out another deep sigh, still scared of what can happen if she still continued, her tyres degrading at the moment as she laps a Haas as they speak.

Lap 63. Anxiety engulfs Hyeju’s mind as she starts to lose grip, worrying that she can’t keep the car behind despite her 20.2 second lead against him.

As she thinks of it, you on the other hand, manage to get some pace as you try to overtake the Red Bull ot the Nouvelle chicane as you are unsuccessful, wanting to push further as you attempt again on the swimming pool chicanes as you still don’t manage to do it, backing out for a potential risk that can cost you the race.

“Ah damnit, he’s really good..”

The commentators were thrilled at that battle as it gained the crowd’s attention as Hyeju now complains to Hyunjin about the state of her tyres.

“Unnie, we should have boxed earlier than this, I’m losing grip, damnit..”

“Just hold on! You can handle the car, besides i-”

“Unnie! Can’t you see? He’ll close the gap!”

“Just 15 laps to go Hye, you can do this..”

“And 15 laps for more rants..” she muttered by herself, feeling annoyed that Hyunjin doesn’t listen to her calls.

Lap 69. You managed to battle with the Red Bull again on the Beau Rivage until the hairpin as you go wheel-to-wheel and going down the inside line at the hairpin, making you go up into the podium places as the Red Bull still tries to gain that palace back by picking up pace at the tunnel he braked on the inside, almost locking up as you were forced out, not wanting to damage your car and still remained in fourth place as he became a car length ahead.

“He’s so good at defending, damnit my tyres are getting hurt..”

As you try to battle with the Red Bull again, Hyeju on the other hand had her anxiety heightened as the Mercedes kept closing the gap, up to 10.4 seconds now. She can’t help but to complain again as boxing is really crucial now. Now with that thought in her mind, she just did her best and focused on keeping her car ahead of the threat.

“Hyunjin unnie just can’t listen to me, I should have boxed on Lap 60 when I had a fat lead, now it will be crucial, just focus up..”

Lap 74. Four laps to go as the Mercedes’ gap is also on its fours. Hyeju’s adrenaline is unstoppable as she doesn't mind the degrading tyres at the moment as she rounds the final corner, meeting her 75th lap of the race.

“Come on, come on, come on..”

“Hyeju, the condition about the ty-”

“Unnie, please no comms at the moment? Please?”

“Uh-uhhh okay, sorry Hye..”

As another side of Hyeju was evident, you managed to overtake the Red Bull as he locked up into the Nouvelle chicane, making that easier as you swerved yourself up into third place.

“Hyunjin-ah, how's Hyeju?”

“Uhm, she’s leading-”

“Nice!”

“But..”

“But?”

That caught you off-guard as you don’t want what’s coming. You paused yet still focused on the game as you gulfed in worry.

“Her tyres are degrading and she’s trying everything that she could to get her car ahead of the Mercedes..”

“Ohh, have you asked the state of her tyres at the moment?”

“She wouldn’t respond to me about that, she doesn’t want voice comms at the moment..”

Things boggled in your mind as you heard Hyunjin’s claim.

“What could have made her act that way? Does she don’t want anyone to bother her at the moment? I never saw her like that.. Is she feeling guilt? I don’t know.. Let’s just focus on the game..”

Lap 75. 3.7 seconds behind Hyeju.

“Come on, please make it to the end..”

Struggles are evident as she loses more grip.

Lap 76. 3.1 seconds behind Hyeju.

“Fuck, please, please, please..”

She is slower on the hairpin as she loses grip, starting to doubt as anxiety grows on her.

Lap 77. 2.7 seconds behind Hyeju.

“Geez, please, let’s take it home.. Please..”

Tyres are really degrading at the moment as she loses more time at corners but no, she didn’t think of it and is just focusing on whatever she can do.

Lap 78. Last lap, 2 seconds behind Hyeju.

“Please, please, please, please..”

She just prays that she can see the chequered flag as humanly as possible, as she lost grip in the hairpins and chicanes and just wishes to bring it up to the end.

“Please, please, please, please…”

Up to the swimming pool chicanes she goes so as the Mercedes gains a better pace for those fresher softs at the start-finish line straight as the sight of the chequered flag can be seen at the distance.

“Please, please, please, please, please….”

.......

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^ part 2.

[venusiangguk]

gold rush pt. 2 | jjk (m)

>>pairing: jungkook x reader

>>genre: pwp, v little plot, smut, kinda fluffy, college au (kinda), established relationship

>>word count: 8.9k

>>warnings: romantic ass eating 😐, oral (m), fingering (m/f), butt stuff but it’s SEXY, explicit sex, crying, jungkook likes to be praised, soft koo, dom reader... but like soft, spitting in mouth, dirty talk, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, this is so soft, that good smut, literally like 7.5k of filth

>>notes: hot girls eat ass!! oc is a hot girl!! this involves butt stuff (just mouth and fingers, no pegging 😔), so if that isn’t ur cup of tea just read pt 1 again lol, i separated it this way in case there were people who weren’t down to go down... iykyk. but with that said, i encourage u to open ur eyes and ur mind and give this a chance 🤩

>>summary: jk finally lets you eat his ass 😁👍🏻

pt. 1 | pt. 2 | pt. 3

It’s day 6 of trying to get Jeongguk to let you eat his ass. It’s getting hard to function, and the sun doesn’t shine as bright as it used to. The week has been a rough one, filled with clenched butt cheeks, and fewer blow jobs than normal. You just can’t seem to stop yourself from wandering south when you’re down there, so you’ve lost the privilege. Constantly met with Jeongguk’s laughter filled eyes when he pulls you up to where you’re supposed to be, and a “You should not want to eat my ass this bad.”

He just doesn’t understand.

Currently you’re sat in the cafeteria with your friends, your eyes consistently roaming to a table across the large room. He’s laughing at something and his hands are clapping in front of him as he throws his head back. You rest your head on your arms, pouting, and you breathe a deep and miserable sigh.

“Alright y/n what the fuck?” Your friend Yuna says, flicking your cheeks.

Her speaking up causes a few of your other girlfriends at the table to direct their attention towards you. “Yeah, you’ve been like... pouty for the last few days. What’s going on?” Cho questions as well.

You debate keeping the silly internal struggle to yourself before giving in and stating plainly, “Gguk won’t let me eat his ass.” You blow absently at a piece of hair that falls into your face, eyes crossing as you look at it. Next to you, Jiwoo chokes on the zero cal drink that she’s been sipping.

Yuna stares at you blankly for a moment before recovering. “That’s... well that’s a predicament.” She hums in thought. “Does he actually not want to or is he just being shy and stubborn?”

“Second one.” You say. You’ve known your boyfriend for years and you’ve definitely learned how to tell when he’s being serious and when he’s just being stubborn. If you really thought he wasn’t about it you would have dropped it. But you know Jeongguk’s just being difficult because he thinks it’s funny to make you pine, and actually has at least some curiosity about the act. He just won’t admit it.

“Minjun was the same way,” Cho nods in solidarity. “But he likes it now.”

“How’d you get him to change his mind?” You ask perking up. A beacon of hope.

“We watched porn of it together.”

“That’s how I discovered it!” You gasp.

You pull your phone out to text your boyfriend.

you:

minjun let’s cho eat his ass 🥺

You watch Jeongguk from across the room and see the moment he receives the text. He searches the lunch room before his eyes land on yours and he let’s out an incredulous harsh laugh, before shaking his head slightly to himself. You glance at your phone and see the text bubble appear in your messages.

koo 🥴:

maybe he’ll let you eat it too 🥺

You gape at your phone and look at your boyfriend only to see him talking to his friends again. He gives you a side glance and you see his smile grow bigger as he tries to ignore you.

~~~

Jeongguk’s sitting at his lunch table picking at the food in front of him listening as Jimin rambles about the not-so-great grade he got on his latest science test. “Why the fuck do I need to know that the sun will make it too hot for life to exist on earth in a couple billion years? Not only will I be dead, but that is just anxiety inducing.”

His phone that’s vibrating on the table catches his attention, a picture message from you on the home screen. He gets a little excited at the sheer potential that a picture message has and opens it eagerly. Sure the chances of getting a titty pic when it’s mid-day and you’re both in the middle of a lunch cafeteria are small... but they are never zero.

When he opens the message and sees the picture, he laughs loudly before clapping his hand over his mouth to quiet himself.

baby 🥺💘😏🧠🙄👊🏻:

He’s about to respond when Taehyung says, “Alright, you can’t keep laughing at your phone and not tell us what’s so funny.”

Jeongguk looks at the couple in front of him a trace of a smile still lingers on his lips. He shows them what you sent. “Y/n wants to eat my ass so bad.” He laughs to himself, going back to his phone.

“Are you not letting her?” Jimin asks.

Jeongguk sets his phone to the side before he gets to respond. It’s clear his friends are ready to have a conversation about it. “I don’t think so.”

Jimin and Taehyung look at each other and smirk. “Why not? It feels really good.”

He looks between them silently before asking, “You’ve done it?” He receives two nods.

“This one’s a real ass-muncher.” Taehyung says jerking a thumb at his boyfriend. Jimin swats at him.

“He says like that like its a bad thing and like he doesn’t cum from just my mouth and my fingers.” Jimin rolls his eyes.

Jeongguk tenses and turns a little red. A little tremor of heat coursing through his body at the thought of feeling so good that he could cum without even having a hand around himself. “Just from that? No dick touching? Is that even possible?”

“Oh to be straight and oblivious to the wonders of butt stuff.” Jimin pouts at him like he feels bad for him.

Taehyung on the other hand is a bit more helpful. He pops a fry in his mouth and talks with his mouth full, “It’s possible. We have like a button in our ass that’s like... magic. You know what a prostate is right?”

Jeongguk scoffs. “Obviously.”

“Okay well let her put her fingers and tongue in your ass then, if you know so much about it. Have you eaten hers?”

“Yeah I’ve had my tongue in every crevice of that girls body.” He’s nodding and smiling like he’s proud. He glances at you, and he sees you huddled next to your friend, looking closely at something on her phone, your long hair falling like a curtain over your shoulder, some pooling on the table. You look so pretty. You feel his stare, and look at him. Your smile is soft, and your lips pucker in a little kiss. Chuu.

“Right,” Jimin says bringing Jeongguk back to the topic at hand, “Well if she let you, and you’re open to it you should let her... like it will actually feel better for you than it probably did for her.” Jeongguk looks like he’s about to defend his honor and sex skills, before Jimin cuts him off, “Not saying you didn’t do it right or whatever. It’s just that guys are like programmed to like it... like biologically or- something.”

“Or something.” Jeongguk repeats.

“Why don’t you want to in the first place? Is it because you think it’s gay?” Taehyung asks laughing, knowing that that’s not why.

Jeongguk gives him a bored deadpanned stare. “No. Maybe it’s because I shit out of my ass and don’t want her mouth near it? She’s perfect, she doesn’t deserve that.”

Jimin cackles. “Well it’s not like you just let her go for it! You have to prepare.”

Jeongguk sits and listens as his friends give him nothing less than a full comprehensive lecture on the logistics of ass eating and ass getting ate. Ass 101. He’s still unsure but hearing from guys who have actually done it and enjoyed it makes him feel a bit more open and curious. It has him pulling out his phone and tentatively typing out a text to you, finally replying to the picture you sent.

me:

i’m thinking about it

He watches you, waiting for the text to get to you. He smiles when he sees you get excited at seeing his name on your home screen, something warm blossoming in his chest. He struggles to keep his face straight when he sees your head whip up, looking at him wide-eyed like you can’t believe what he just texted you. His fingers wiggle in a small wave, and the biggest smile slowly crawls across your face. He receives one last message before lunch ends.

baby 🥺💘😏🧠🙄👊🏻:

say less, sir 🤤

~~~

Jeongguk lays on his back patiently, looking down at you below him while you take your time planting soft kisses all the way down his body. He was in a quite docile mood considering all the pestering you’ve put him through the past few days. And despite what you both knew you had planned for him. Something he claimed to be nervous about, but you supposed one could be nervous and excited and pliant all at once.

When you take one of his nipples into your mouth he lets out a soft “oh...” his hands flying up like he wants to wrap them in your hair, hold you there till he’s pleased, but he catches himself when his arms are halfway raised. He brings them back down by his sides, fists the sheets like he’s holding himself back, like he wants to be good for you. As you lick and suck on the paired nipple, feeling it pebble in your mouth, you watch  Jeongguk’s mouth fall open silently while his eyebrows furrow and a wrinkle of pleasure forms between them. His cock is steadily going from warm and plump to hot and hard and leaking, you can feel it twitch against your lower belly.

He opens his eyes to watch you and you can see his pupils are blown and you smile up at him, a tiny bud still pulled between your teeth and Jeongguk whines. A high pitch needy, breathy noise falls from his lips before he pulls his bottom one between his teeth. His head turns to the side, baring his neck in subconscious submission, and God. He doesn’t get like this often but when he does? He is the prettiest sight.

Heat pools in your belly and your panties are already sticking to your bottom half. You hum before moving your ministrations to his torso, soft wet open mouth kisses being placed any and everywhere, prolonged ones on each of his abs. He works so hard for his body, his physique. It’s something he does for himself, but you feel lucky that you get to see him like this in all of his glory.

“Thank you.” You say as you place a kiss on the tattoo he has on his hip bone.

He hums, “For what?”

“For letting me see you like this,” You finally wrap a hand around his cock. You bite your lip when you feel it jump in your palm, “For letting me explore today. You’re so sexy, and so lovely, and so perfect. You work so hard, baby.” Kisses, so many kisses planted over his groin area, but never where he wants it most.

He huffs and you can see a flush from embarrassment darken the already present flush of arousal, due to the praise and mention of exploring. He squirms in your hold, not wanting to talk, probably wishing you would just get on with it already. Surely you can feel him throbbing in your hand, right?

Finally, you bring your lips to his frenulum and place the softest kitten lick to it and Jeongguk positively keens in your hold. You stroke his cock, squeezing on the upstroke to watch a bead of precum well at the top. It glistens, shiny and clear, at the pink head. You wrap your lips around the tip fully, lapping and swirling your tongue over it, humming at the heady, slightly bitter taste on your tongue. It’s not particularly pleasant per se but it’s sexy. The fact you get him so worked up that his cock can’t help but leak, so worked up that he can’t help the soft little whines that fall from his lips; the fact that he gets so turned on and hard and wet just from a few of your kisses and licks makes you moan with his cock in your mouth, thighs squeezing together for some type of pressure and relief.

You pop off with a harsh suck. “I can’t wait to taste you.” You groan, licking a broad stripe up his cock with the flat of your tongue.

He grumbles quietly shifting, sort of like he’s antsy and frustrated. He knows what you mean and he knows you don’t mean his cock that you just had in your mouth.

“What was that?” You ask through a smile, nipping at his hip with your teeth.

“Can you stop talking about it and just suck my dick so I can forget you’re even gonna do that?” He rolls his eyes and pouts down at you with a tiny scowl on his face.

“Oh baby,” You laugh, not patronizingly, but there is a little bit of a teasing lilt to your voice, “Are you still embarrassed?”

He doesn’t answer, just scowls harder if that was even possible.

You move away from his cock, and up his body. His eyes reflect panic and his hands finally move from the sheets to press on your shoulders, trying to keep you in place. “No, stay,” he whines.

You laugh again pushing against his hold before finally settling half on his chest. You rest a leg over his thigh, keeping your body close and pressed to his. You look into his big brown doe eyes that are slightly glassy from all the teasing. You can see some apprehension and nervousness swimming in them as you place a hand on his cheek, stroking softly. He closes his eyes and nuzzles into your palm before his hand comes up to hold your wrist, to just touch some more. His other hand runs up and down your body that’s resting half on top of him, tickling slightly like your the one that needs attention. He kisses your hand that’s on his cheek softly before looking at you again.

“We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.” You say quietly, thumb brushing over his cheek bone.

His eyes fall closed again and you can see his brow furrow once more, though this time it isn’t out of pleasure it’s because he’s thinking. Despite all the playful teasing and pestering and banter, you’ve always made sure to check that he was actually okay with you going down there. And, yeah, he was nervous but after talking about it seriously and doing some research together he always said he was fine with it. But you know things can change in the moment and you just want to double check, make sure that he still feels that way.

You hum in question gently, prompting a response.

He huffs, tightening his grip on your wrist, a nervous gesture. His eyes are still closed when he quietly says, “No I just... I- I’m not like backing out...”

“You can though.” You interrupt.

His eyes open quickly, and he shakes his head. “No, no I want to I just...” His voice starts off strong but tappers into a softer tone. “I want to I just feel a bit like... weird.”

Your brow furrows this time. “Why, baby?”

“I feel like I shouldn’t want you to.” He doesn’t meet your eyes and you can feel his cheek heat up in your palm.

Ahhhh, you think. Although you talked and teased about the topic, you realize that while Jeongguk agreed (whilst impishly feigning a faux diswant on principle) you never realized that the lighthearted “You shouldn’t want to eat my ass this bad” remarks may have stemmed from something serious, and weren’t just playful protests.

“Why do you feel that way?” You press gently.

His eyes flicker to you and then to your mouth, then back to something (nothing) off to the side. He has a small not-so-amused smile on his lips when he says, “It’s kinda taboo isn’t it?”

You can’t help but giggle at the word he used. Taboo. Out of all the things you guys have done, this is what he chooses to get shy about. Sweet boy.

“Not any more tabooo than you wanting to eat my ass, or fuck my ass.” You hum at him, stretching out the word in a teasing manner, making him look at you. You smile at him before continuing, “Or you like slapping me, or me gagging you with my panties, or-“

“Okay okay! I get it.” He laughs and places a kiss to your lips to get them to stop moving.

You beam, glad to see he’s a bit more relaxed. The boner however, is definitely gone, but that can be fixed.

“I’m not trying to convince you though.” You emphasize, “I only want to if you want to.”

He nods, softly smiling at you. “I want to.”

A salacious grin takes over your face and you sigh softly into his ear before whispering, “Perfect... I’m going to make you feel so good baby, make you feel so good with my tongue. Get you all whiny and red and sweaty. Maybe your legs will start to shake from how good it feels? Do you want that, Jeongguk?” You nip at his ear lobe as you feel a slight tremor run through his body. Your hips subtly roll against the side of his body, seeking any friction at this point. You feel him nod. “Maybe if you like my mouth enough we can use fingers when you’re ready baby.” You hear him suck in a sharp breath and slowly let it out on a shaky exhale. You grin and place a kiss to his temple before continuing. “Get them inside of you to find that spot that will really set you off. The spot that will make you cum for me. Wouldn’t that feel so good baby?”

He nods again and you can feel the hand that has been running up and down your back throughout the conversation grip at your ass roughly.

“Say it baby, I wanna hear you.”

He whines and struggles against the hand on his face that is now gripping his jaw, still putting up a little bit of a fight about wanting something he considers “taboo”. But he gives in easily enough when he realizes you won’t continue until you get more confirmation that he genuinely wants this, and is excited to have it.

“It’s gonna feel so good y/n. God, you’re gonna make me feel so good.” He’s shy when he says it, but he’s almost panting as well. At last, he’s giving in and admitting to himself that this is something that will feel good and is okay to want.

He grips your face and kisses you. It starts slow and tentative but quickly manifests into a kiss that is deep and hard, one that is full of lust and neediness. He bites at your lip needing to release some of the pent up frustration but at your whine of pain he licks over it apologetically, placing softer kisses instead for a moment before he rests his forehead against yours, both your breathing is ragged for a minute until he speaks up.

“Please y/n. I’m so hard.” He pleads in a soft whisper.

You take a second and look down between your bodies and sure enough, his cock has returned to full hardness, and your mouth waters seeing even more precum welling at the tip than before.

“I’m gonna suck it.”

“Please do.” Jeongguk laughs as you move down his body, but the laugh goes high pitched and breathy when you take him down your throat immediately.

“Fuck...” he sighs, his head falling back and eyes fluttering.

You pull off and close your eyes, relishing in the fact that you can make him feel like this. Grinning against his cock you place a kitten kiss to the shaft. “Good baby?”

He nods his head. “Yes yes, please keep going.”

You hum against the head causing Jeongguk to exhale sharply, hips twitching due to the vibrations. He’s so sensitive and you crave the reactions you pull from him. Whether they’re the soft noises and the small twitches or the loud moans and jerking muscles, they are all equally loved and desired.

Quickly you pull off and reach up placing your hand under his mouth, before he can protest at you pausing again. Maybe you’re being a little mean, but he sounds so pretty when he’s desperate and you just can’t help yourself.

“Spit.” You instruct.

You see him work his jaw, sharp edges protruding here and there while he gathers some in his mouth before spitting it into your hand. You peck a nipple on the way back down to his cock wrapping the spit filled hand around him. You see him watching you and you hold eye contact as you gather some of your own and let it drool from your mouth landing on the tip of his cock. You swear you see his eyes go impossibly darker, his jaw clenching, hands turning to fists in the sheets beneath you both.

When you stroke, mixing everything, his eyes close and he lets out a breath through his nose as he rests back and gets a little more comfortable. It’s not too messy, just the perfect amount of wetness for the glide to be slick and pleasing for him. You tighten your grip and twist under the head watching as the muscles in his stomach and thighs tense, a soft grunt draws your gaze to his face.

“Yeah... like that...” he whispers. He’s just barely rocking his hips into your hands, trying to be subtle while also trying to chase the feeling.

You speed up your hand, keeping up the movements he likes while adding your tongue to flick at the underside of his head. You glance at him and find him watching you again, a fucked out look on his face, mouth slightly parted and a bead of sweat running down his temple. Slowly you sink down watching him till you can’t anymore, burying the tip of your nose in the soft patch of neatly kept hair at the base of his cock. When you feel him hit the back of your throat you contract it and shake your head from side to side and finally, finally you pull out one of his loud and unrestrained moans. It goes straight to your pussy, making it feel like it’s pulsing in your panties.

You come up for a breath before you stay down as long as you can repeating the same actions that pulled the lovely moans from his throat and you continue to hear them as you feel him start to sink his hips, almost like he’s overwhelmed and trying to pull away from how good it feels, like he can’t handle how how good it feels.

In your peripheral vision you can see his hands twitching like he’s fighting with himself before he gives in and sinks them into your hair, pulling slightly before pushing your head down and bringing his hips back up. He’s not fucking your face, but he let’s his cock sink as far back as it can and let’s you work your throat around him, lets himself get overwhelmed instead of pulling away from the feeling like he was before.  

Jeongguk was a head pusher in every sense of the term. Some people hated when their partners did that, but you loved it. You loved it because Jeongguk was different from most head pushers. He had variety. Sometimes he liked pushing your head down and holding you there to choke you and watch tears form in your eyes, to watch your makeup run while you struggled to breathe. Sometimes he did it in a face-fucking way, his hips jackhammering while he moved your head up and down just the way he wanted it. This time though, he held your head down in a begging way. In a way that said “Oh god please, please don’t stop, it feels so fucking good, please stay there forever”.

Jeongguk is whimpering above you and you hum and moan loudly sending strong vibrations up your throat and down his cock and he’s thrashing, throwing his head back, grip in your hair tightening, a pleasant pain on your scalp.

“Oh my fucking god,” He groans, neck extended and his eyes squeezed shut.

His whole body is burning when you bring a hand down to massage his balls while still moving your throat against his tip and then all of a sudden he tenses and stills before he’s pulling you off, frantically chanting “Stop it, stop it.”

At lightening speed you grip the base of his cock, squeezing, trying to keep his orgasm at bay. Jeongguk’s whole body jerks with his cock, but no cum leaks out, only precum and spit making a mess on his angry, swollen cock. He relaxes back for a moment, cock still jumping, chest rising and falling as he catches his breath and you do the same and after you slowly release the hold you have on his cock you wipe your mouth with the back of your hand.

Suddenly your world is blurry and you’re quickly being pulled to his chest and smothered with his hands on your cheeks, and his lips everywhere they can reach.

“God. You’re so good, so so good y/n. So perfect, make me feel so good baby. How do you do it?” He praises you between kisses and you giggle, gently pawing at his chest to get him to stop or at least slow down.

He does and you take a second to look at him. And he’s glowing. His eyes are shining, like he was close to tears and his cheeks are flushed. His sweaty hair sticks to his forehead in places while the longer pieces are fanned out on the pillow underneath him. And his smile. He’s beaming and you are so in love.

You bring a hand up and brush some sweaty strands back off his face. His eyes close and he pushes into the touch like a kitten wanting pets. He sighs contentedly.

“You’re so beautiful, Jeongguk. So pretty.” You whisper, placing a kiss to his forehead.

You bring your hand down from his hair and cradle his cheek, running your thumb over his plump, red bottom lip. You can see faint teeth marks underneath it from where he was biting it. His eyelashes flutter on his cheek as his eyes close and he sighs quietly before he nibbles on the fingertip with his front teeth and then takes the whole thing into his mouth, sucking on it. You gasp quietly, and apply light pressure pushing down on the wetness of his tongue prying his mouth open and he just lets you.

Your lips find his, and you dip your tongue into his open mouth before your hand moves to his jaw to keep it agape and you fuck your tongue into it.

“This is how my tongue is gonna fuck you...” you whisper.

He whines high and needy, and his hands move to cup your cheeks. You moan before settling over him more comfortably and pushing your soaked panties to the side before wiggling till his cock is settled between your lips.

The night was supposed to be about him, but you need something before you lose it. You move your hips in small little thrusts, the length of his cock rubbing deliciously over you clit. You both gasp into each others mouths. The hands on your ass encourage you, pressing into your cheeks and the small of your back whenever you thrust forward, and the thumbs on your hips push when you grind back.

“Holy fuck you’re so wet.” He’s says it like he’s in awe, like he can’t believe it. Like he hasn’t made you this way so many times before.

You rest your forehead on his while continuing to grind on his cock. “Love you like this...” You grip his jaw again and pry it open, even though you know he would open willingly if you just asked. You look in his eyes searching, before you feel him nod in your hold. You lean forward over his mouth and let some spit fall into it, he moans while he eagerly drinks it down.

His grip on your hips tightens and you feel his cock jerk against your clit, but he’s good. He doesn’t cum.

“I love it too... just not all the time... it’s- a lot. Overwhelming.” He whispers, and you coo.

“I know baby, you’re doing so well. Color?” You ask.

“Green.” He answers without hesitation.

You smile and kiss him. “Wanna keep going?”

He flushes when he nods his head. “Please.”

Once again you find yourself between Jeongguk’s legs. You play with his cock a little before smoothing your hands under his thighs, trying to gently push them up and back but he whines and resists.

“You have to let me see baby.” You say, a smile in your voice.

Jeongguk squeezes his eyes shut and takes a deep breath before slowly letting his legs fall apart.

You hum, before saying, “Hand me a pillow please.”

He’s confused but does as you ask, understanding when you tap the side of his cheek with instructions to lift his hips, pillow settling underneath his ass and lower back, propping them up a little.

You settle back down on your tummy, and open his legs again. Jeongguk says nothing but you can feel his body shaking a little with a constant tremor. He takes a deep breath settling back into the pillow he placed behind his head so he can watch what you do next.

“Ready?” You ask, hands gripping at the meaty inside parts of his thighs. You get a stiff nod, but still no noises. You pout but get started by running your tongue flat over his balls, hoping to ease him into it.

You feel his thighs tense, as you lap at the hairless balls, sucking them into your mouth every once in a while. Your eyes constantly flicker to Jeongguk’s face to make sure there’s nothing wrong, but all you see is pleasure on his face while he breathes out in soft little puffs through his nose. His eyes are hooded and his lip is drawn between his teeth.

You hold his heady gaze and you place your first little lick on his perineum. At the contact, his head falls back, mouth hanging open. You wiggle closer to place a kiss to the area, transitioning to quick little flicks of your tongue and Jeongguk moans, and you watch as he spreads a bit more, lifting his feet so his knees are pulled closer to his chest, giving you easier access. You moan at his eagerness, and have to stop for a minute, putting a hand between your legs to just press on your center for some kind of relief.

His eyes are still closed, like he doesn’t want to see you between his legs licking at his most private area, but his quiet whining and restless shifting is enough to let you know that he’s okay and enjoying it.

You bring your hands up and place one on each of his cheeks, squeezing a little, admiring the soft give of his muscles. He’s so plush. You apply pressure so his legs fall farther back and then spread him apart. You bite your lip and your mouth waters at the thought of how good your going to make him feel.

Tentatively you poke your tongue out and trace it around the little ring of muscle. He gasps and tries to clench and close his legs but you hold them in place.

“It’s okay baby.”

“‘S weird...” He mumbles.

“I know. Just try to relax for me, okay?”

You hear him take a few deep breaths before you feel his body shake with a nod. His legs fall open again and you make quick work of his hole, placing your tongue flat over it, dragging all the way up to where his balls meet his perineum.

“Ohhh,” He breathes out.

You take that as a good sign before getting a bit rougher with your actions, less of the tentative licks and more of some tight sucking and quick flicking. He’s doing so well and you can hear him moaning above you. His cock is so hard and swollen on his belly, neglected and leaking.

“Pull your legs back baby.”

He opens his eyes and they are unfocused. It takes him a second to process what you asked him to do, but once he does he moves quickly. He has a hazy look in his eyes, his mouth in parted slightly, and his tongue peaks out to wet his lips as he gets comfortable in the new position.

“Watch me?” You plead, while licking over his hole again, eyes not leaving him waiting for a response.

His eyes close for just a moment and a wrinkle of pleasure forms between his brows and his cock jumps, a little spurt of precum oozing out. He inhales and opens his eyes on the exhale, breathing out a small “Okay.”

Once you start to figure out what he likes and what makes him happy, all you hear is the steadily getting louder pleased noises falling from his lips. You point your tongue and gently push past the tight ring of muscles and Jeongguk sobs. He brings a hand to his face and rubs over it, before throwing his arm over his face, hiding because he’s so overwhelmed. To your surprise he starts to gently rock against your tongue.

“Oh my god you’re so hot Jeongguk,” You moan.

“Don’t stop,” He begs. He sounds close to tears.

“Touch yourself, baby.”

You wait until you see his hand wrap around his cock giving himself a few slow strokes, wet eyes on you, waiting for you to keep going.

As soon as your mouth meets him again, his hand he has on his cock starts moving faster, almost frantically over his length and his hips are stuttering like he doesn’t know if he wants to fuck his hand or if he wants to fuck himself back onto your tongue. You decide for him and hold his hips close to your face, sucking repeatedly on the ring of fluttering muscle.

Jeongguk gasps, “I’m close, I wanna cum y/n- Please, I-“ His head falls back and his hand doesn’t slow.

You give your hum of approval against his hole, and watch him fall apart.

His head is thrown back and he’s so sweaty from working so hard for his release. His chest rises and falls in quick staccato breaths, and his free hand goes up to a nipple, lightly rubbing his thumb over it and he keens, before he goes silent, whole body stuttering and he chokes out nothing more than a quick, quiet “Cumming” before his cock pulses and shoots out 1, 2, 3 stripes of white, the rest dribbling down his length and over his fingers. His body almost convulses from the pleasure coursing through his veins. He keeps stroking, and he lets you keep licking until he squirms, uncomfortable from the overstimulation.

You wipe your mouth and immediately make your way up to his face, straddling his hips. You don’t care about the cum, but you’re carful to avoid his sensitive cock, which is a little deflated but still laying somewhat hard on his tummy. You’re both out of breath when you slam your lips against his so it’s more gasping into each other’s mouths while your lips occasionally meet before you need a breath again. But you’re desperate to show him how good he did.

You pull back and grip his face in your hands. His hands hold your wrists, like he’s keeping them in place on his cheeks. He’s still catching his breath with his eyes closed, but you want him to see how proud you are.

“Jeongguk, look at me.”

He does and his eyes are glassy and wet and his eyelashes are clumped together with unshed tears. He offers you a sheepish smile.

“You did so good baby. So fucking good. I love you.” You pepper kisses over his face.

He laughs breathlessly, “Didn’t get to your fingers...”

You laugh with him quietly. “That’s okay baby, we can do that next time. You were perfect.” You take a deep breath and collapse on top of him, resting your face in the crook of his neck, smiling while leaving small lovebites all over.

After a minute or so though, you feel him start to get restless underneath you.

“What is it baby?” You ask not really moving much.

He mumbles something into the top of your head.

“Huh?” You say sitting up to look at him.

He looks kinda petulant for someone who just came so hard it hit their neck.

He mumbles again.

“Koo. Words.”

He blushes and scowls looking away from you but the hands settled on your hips rub small circles into your hip bones, showing he’s not actually mad and most likely just being a brat.

“I want them now.” It’s quiet and pouty, but at least you understand him this time.

Your mouth opens in understanding but your eyebrows raise in surprise. You look over your shoulder and down to see his cock still laying plump and hard on his stomach in a little puddle of cum.

“Are you sure? We don’t have to, I know we said that was the plan but we can always do it ano-“

He grabs the back of your neck pulls you down to kiss you deep and slow, his tongue finding it’s way into your mouth. When he speaks again it’s soft against your lips.

“Please y/n... it felt so good,” A tiny peck is given as your noses touch.

You exhale a shaky breath, “Yeah, okay. If that’s what you want.”

He kisses you deeply again, but positions you over his cock so he can rut up into your pussy.

“Can’t you feel how bad I want it?” He whispers against your lips. He nips at the bottom one while smiling before pulling away and settling against the pillows again, looking at you expectantly once he gets comfortable.

You roll your eyes playfully. “Big words coming from someone who claimed they didn’t even want this like an hour ago.” You smile down at him, eyes sparkling.

He snickers. He breathes a deep sigh before settling back even more. “Yeah. That was before I came so hard that I almost blacked out.” His hands are behind his head and his eyes are closed like he’s reminiscing about a distant memory, a smug smile on his lips.

“You switch from being my baby to a pain so fast.” You pout as you settle once again between Jeongguk’s legs.

He parts them with a hum. “Still your baby... just- make me feel good please, I’m like so hard- throbbing.”

You suck on your fingers a little bit to get them wet before circling one around the ring of muscles. You don’t miss the tiny gasp, or the way his legs subconsciously part even wider.

“I don’t think it’s gonna feel the best at first....” You warn, applying the slightest pressure to his hole, before going back to circling it. “Hand me the lube on the nightstand please.”

Jeongguk obliges before he says, “I know just... go slow.” He sounds just a little bit nervous.

You give a quick nod while you open up Jeongguk’s half empty bottle of lube and drizzle some onto your fingers, lathering it over them to warm it some before getting them into position.

“Do you think about me when you use this?” you ask still running your slick fingers over him.

He nods and licks his lips subconsciously. “Mhmm sometimes.”

You fake gasp and bite at his knee by your side. You’re sitting crisscross applesauce in between his legs. “Only sometimes?”

“I watch porn too,” He giggles breathlessly. “Sometimes I look for girls that look like you though, if that helps.”

“It does not.” You say indignantly, only half joking.

He brings his foot up and lightly kicks at your leg. “You watch porn too that’s literally why we are in this mess right now. We watched it together.”

You full on laugh at that. He has a point. “Okay enough, hush and relax baby.”

You weren’t sure if it was better to warn Jeongguk, or just slowly ease him into it without saying anything. If you warned him you knew he would tense up and it would just make it harder on his body, but you also didn’t want to take him by surprise either.

You must have just been circling his rim for a minute because Jeongguk huffs before asking, “Are you gonna like... put it in or...?”

You take that as a go, and peck the inside of his thigh a preemptive apology because you knew it was going to hurt a little. Jeongguk had prepped you for the times you tried anal with him and you vividly remember the sting before it became bearable. Your hands and fingers were much smaller than his, and certainly much smaller than his cock, so you are hoping the pain isn’t too horrible and ends quickly.

Oh so slowly you start to sink your middle finger inside of him. He sucks in a breath through his teeth and when you flick your eyes up to look at him you can see his eyes squeezed shut tightly and his jaw clenched.

“I’m sorry are you okay? Does it hurt?”

He shakes his head. “Doesn’t really hurt yet, it’s just uncomfortable... Keep going.”

You nod softly before you resume what you were doing, and once you get down to your last knuckle, you wiggle your finger around inside for a second like you had seen in the porn that you and him watched together, hoping to stretch him out some.

Above you Jeongguk is taking shallow breaths the sort of sound like they are getting a little higher pitched at the end, and he shifts and wiggles a bit because of the foreign feeling. You glance at his cock and see that’s its gone just a little soft.

“Touching yourself might help you relax a little bit and it might make it feel a little bit better.” You suggest lightly.

Jeongguk doesn’t say anything but he does as he’s told, slowly stroking his cock back to it’s full length.

“That’s it, good boy. I can feel you’re less tense already.” You praise, and you start to move your finger in and out. It’s tight, but there’s a lot less resistance. You move them just a bit faster and focus on Jeongguk’s reactions.

His hand has started to move a bit faster over his cock, and his mouth is parted and his eyes are closed, like he’s lost in the feeling. There’s a flush on his face that has travelled all the way down his chest. Soft moans fall from his lips occasionally, although you can’t tell if that’s from you or him touching himself.

“Does it feel good?” You ask, genuinely curious.

“It feels…” He pauses like he’s unsure. “It feels… nice. I think.”

You snort. “You think?”

He laughs a little breathless, hand still stroking over his cock. “I mean it’s weird. But it’s not unpleasant. I could probably cum if I kept touching my dick.”

“Don’t cum, I haven’t found your button yet.” Your eyebrows furrow, determination set on your face.

“I do not have a button.” He says absently.

“You do. I’m gonna do the second one kay?”

“I don’t and okay.”

You ignore him and grab the lube again, adding a bit more. Your fingers find their place and as they start to sink in, Jeongguk sucks a sharp breath through his teeth, and goes rigid. You wince.

“Hurts…” He says quietly.

“I’m sorry baby.” You rub your free hand over his thigh, trying to comfort him. You give him a moment, he takes a few breaths before saying to keep going.

It takes a little bit but eventually you get both fingers in. Jeongguk isn’t feeling good yet, teeth grinding, body tense, and hands fisted in the sheets trying to ground himself, but you are determined to make it good for him. You get on your stomach and add your tongue to your fingers as you start to pull them out just to push them back in. The lube doesn’t taste very good, but the way that Jeongguk’s breath hitches when he feels your mouth on him again makes up for it.

“I- I love that.” He says, voice airy and soft as he turns his head to the side and into his shoulder like he’s trying to hide.

“Mmm, starting to feel good now baby?” You ask, flicking your tongue while your fingers start to sink in easily.

“Yeah, ‘s good…” He mumbles.

Once you’re sure that there’s no pain at all for Jeongguk, you start to crook your fingers inside of him on every thrust in trying to find that secret spot of his. Jeongguk sounds lovely while you’re searching, but the way he sounds when you finally hit it is like nothing you’ve heard from him before. It’s like he gets punched in the gut and looses his breath, a moan getting caught in his throat for a moment before he exhales a high pitched whine. You didn’t get to see it, too focused, but you know his eyes rolled back.

“There,” he breathes.

You moan as you rest your head against his thigh, focusing on your attention on your fingers and hitting that spot every time you move them inside of him. Each time you hit it sweet moans are punched out, or quiet affirmations are whispered. “Yes, please, more…”.

He has that look of pleasure on his face, the scrunched eyebrows, the parted mouth. He’s fidgety, and fussy like he just wants more but doesn’t know how to get it. He huffs, annoyed, before he starts to push back on your fingers.

“God… you’re so desperate for it,” You whisper completely captivated by how much pleasure Jeongguk looks like he’s in.

He doesn’t acknowledge you. Until you start to put a constant pressure on his prostate, rubbing.

“Oh fuck- I-“ He looks down to where your fingers are like he can’t believe the way they are making him feel before he throws his head back and let’s out a deep groan.

He lets you make him feel good, let’s the pleasure build up in his body until you start to feel him tense. His whines start to come out more frequently, almost constant moans filling the air. So noisy. His legs open more and you see how his toes curl in the sheets.

“Oh my god I think I’m gonna cum,” It’s said breathlessly, almost confused. Like he didn’t think that he would actually be able to cum just from your fingers inside of him, hands still at his sides fisted in the sheets.

“Yeah baby?” You ask, voice airy.

He nods, tongue poking out of his mouth like he’s concentrating.

Your arm hurts, but you keep thrusting and rubbing over that spot inside of him. His muscles are strained, and next to your body, you can see his legs start to tremble. His breathing is fast and short. His cock is fat and swollen laying in a puddle of precum, it looks like it hurts with how red it is. You take you other hand and start to rub on his perineum, stimulating him on the outside as well as the inside and that’s when he loses it.

He let’s out a choked cry before his body jerks up, curling in on itself. “Oh fuck I’m cumming, I’m cumming, I’m cumming-“

You don’t let up, an awestruck smiling forming on your face as you watch Jeongguk fall apart on your fingers. He’s so tight around them, it’s like his body is begging you not to stop, keeping you in place. He feels like every hair on his body is standing on end and like his skin is overly receptive and sensitive to every little thing. Wave after wave of ecstasy is flowing over him. His whole body trembles, yet his cock doesn’t jerk like with his other orgasm. This time it just pulses flat on his stomach, cum leaking out of the tip adding to the mess that was already there. With every pulse of his cock, Jeongguk’s body curls more, back raise off the bed, abs flexed due to the strain on his core. The look on his face is one of indescribable pleasure. It’s obscene. After the final pulse of his cock, he falls back, absolutely spent.

Your fingers slowly come to a stop, and you carefully remove them from him and wipe them on the bed before you crawl over his thigh and flop down by his side. You peck his cheek, staying quiet this time, not wanting to overwhelm him. He’s still has tremors running through his body when he turns his head to look at you. His chest is heaving and his eyes are droopy, but there’s a sleepy smile on his lips. He curls onto his side so you guys are facing each other.

The silence is thick and heavy but not in a suffocating way. More so in a comforting way. The atmosphere feels like you both are wrapped in a weighted blanket, just relishing in the warm afterglow of what you did together.

You wiggle closer, hook a thigh over his hip. “How was it? Did you like it?” You don’t know why but you sound shy, kinda nervous.

He simply nods, a soft smile on his face as he brushes some hair behind your ear, hand coming to rest on your cheek for just a few seconds before it’s sliding down your arm, down your hip, playing with lacy top of your panties. He bumps noses with you, breathing in your exhales before he closes his eyes and fits his lips between yours. His hand slips into your panties.

You open easily for him, angling yourself mostly on your back so it’s easier for him to reach where you want him most. He sighs into your mouth when he feels how wet you are. He dips between your lips and you gasp, hand going down to grip at his wrist willing him not to tease, to not move his hand away.

“Don’t worry, I just wanna make you feel good baby.” He coos in your ear as his middle finger starts to rub slowly over your clit.

You let out soft whimpers at the slow pace that makes the fire in your belly curl and steadily grow.

“Jeongguk, I’m already close…” You warn.

“Mmm, that’s it baby. Want you to cum for me, like I came for you.” His finger speeds up some. “Fuck, you made me cum so hard y/n. Made me crazy. You always do.” He moans gently into your ear.

You nod, and your legs begin to tremble. “Don’t stop,” You beg, meaning both his fingers and his words.

“You wanna know what it felt like? You wanna know what you did to me?” He presses a touch harder, and nips are your cheek.

You nod again, subtly rocking your hips into his touch.

“You made me cum untouched y/n. Do you know how good you had to fuck me in order for that to happen? God, it was so intense, and I was just leaking so much the whole time. You did that to me baby, you made me feel that good. Fuck, I wanna make you feel that good too, please cum for me y/n. I know you’re close, I know your body just as well as you know mine.” He sounds desperate, just yearning to get you there. “I can tell by the way your legs are shaking, and the way you can’t stop whining my name. Sound so pretty baby, just for me. Your hand on my wrist is gripping so hard, like you can’t take what my fingers are doing to you. But you’re gonna take it and give me what I want right? Just like I gave you what you wanted, hmm?”

“Fuck, Jeongguk I’m cumming,” You cry, his words and his fingers making you shake and finally get the release that you’ve been putting off the whole night. Your thighs close over his hand but Jeongguk doesn’t let up, not until you’re cumming for the second time in a span of minutes.

“Please- I can’t-“ You squirm, and wiggle, until his fingers slow and finally slip form your panties. You sigh in bliss, body twitching as the last bits of your climax leave your body.

You turn back to your side and snuggle all the way against Jeongguk’s body, legs intertwining. Jeongguk runs his nails over your back, making little goosebumps sprout over your body. There’s a peaceful quiet coming over you, both tired from the events of the night. Jeongguk breaks it.

“Thank you for taking care of me.” It’s a timid statement, but you can hear how much he means it.  

You kiss softly over his heartbeat. “I always will.”

“Just please don’t ever ask to peg me.”

You simply hum. “Goodnight baby.”

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i hope you liked it!! i’m thinking of writing a smutty drabble of when oc and jk watch the porn together 🤨 let me know if you would want to read that or anymore of this universe! comments, notes, and feedback are YEARNED for. my ask is also open if you want to request, share thoughts, or just talk

part 3 here!

[tzuyuscloud]

Olivia hye and reader who is shy like each other but cant admit to it so chuu steps in to help? Or makes is extra cuddly with reader to make Olivia hye jealous.

Sorry it took so long 😣

Shy-Ju Olivia Hye x Fem Reader

Because the holidays are coming up, Loona have been rehearsing a special performance that surprisingly required background dancers, despite how many members there already were. Hearing this news made Hyeju excited because whenever they needed background dancers they'd use the trainees in the company, and y/n was one of them.

The CEO of BBC favored y/n more than the other trainees and didn't try to hide it. So that led to y/n always practicing with Loona and being in their performances as a background dancer.

Hyeju on the other hand liked y/n for a totally different reason. The both attended school together before Hyeju called quits, but they had chemistry. Both of them forming small crushes on each other hoping the other wouldn't know, but it was very obvious to those around them.

The afternoon of rehearsal, Hyeju and Sooyoung had a small dance break. So they would run through the part continuously, receiving cheers and screams from their 10 chaotic members.

"alright break time" their choreographer announced before exiting the room. Hyeju was sitting in a random corner of the practice room, downing her cup of ice cold water when a shadow appeared above her.

"you did amazing" y/n complimented while plopping down next to Hyeju. The dark haired girl blushed at the compliment trying not to choke on her water.

"thank you, you did amazing too. Your dancing improved so much" y/n hid her face in her hands not wanting Hyeju to see her all gushy.

From afar, Jiwoo smiled while supposedly 'listening' to Yeojin talk, but instead was watching Hyeju and y/n attempt to have a conversation without being a blushy mess.

"unnie you aren't even listening to me" Yeojin pouted, "m' sorry Yeojinie, continue"

"yeojin come here!" Choerry called for the maknae. Yeojin left Jiwoo's side giving Jiwoo the chance to bombard the two shy girls' conversation. She had a plan in mind.

"hey Hyeju, y/n. How's it going?" Jiwoo chipped.

"hi, Jiwoo unnie" y/n greeted looking at the ground next to her.

Jiwoo's next question left the girls choking on their spit, "you and Hyeju would make a really cute couple, don't ya think?"

"ahem...what?" Hyeju's voice cracked causing y/n to giggle. "C-couple? Unnie you're embarrassing me"

"but look at you. You guys totally like each other. Everyone knows this" Jiwoo playfully scoffed, rolling her eyes. Hyeju was too stunned to speak, sneaking glances at y/n and y/n returned them every one in a while. Before anything else happened Jiwoo made up a lousy excuse before leaving the two girls alone in the corner once again.

"d-do you like me?" Hyeju questioned while pinching the skin on her palm. From Hyeju's peripheral view she saw y/n slowly nod her head causing something inside her to dance and get all jittery.

"maybe we could like...go see a movie tonight?" Y/n suggested hoping for a yes.

She got her wish as Hyeju responded with, "I'm down." Both girls were then a smiling mess throughout the rest of practice as the recent scene replayed through their minds.

[hwaslayer]

vivrant thing (jwy) | two.

—SPOTIFY PLAYLIST / SERIES MASTERLIST

—SUMMARY: after getting into a little accident, wooyoung decides to do his sister a favor by pretending to be your date at the company summer party. as soon as the night ends, wooyoung would go back to his usual routine of hanging out with his boys, keeping his distance from committed relationships and being a typical brother to jiwoo. except, the favor comes with more than what wooyoung expects and he finds you occupying his mind more than usual. 

—PAIRING: jung wooyoung x f. reader

—GENRE: (18+ - minors dni) bestfriend’s brother au | fluff, angst, eventual smut

—WORD COUNT: 8.8k

—CHAPTER WARNINGS: cussing/mature language, ponytail wooyoung !!!, alcohol consumption / intoxication, party at the winery!, dancing, sweet affectionate moments, songs mentioned are in the playlist, wooyoung is very sweet and will take care of his date 10/10 recommend 🥰

"Wait, wait, wait." San shakes his head in disbelief. "You're going to your sister's company summer party? With Y/N?"

"Mhm." Wooyoung responds nonchalantly.

"I thought her car was already getting fixed at the shop though, what does that have to do with you?"

"You think my sister is gonna leave it at that?" Wooyoung cocks a brow before putting down the navy button-up shirt back on the rack. "I'm just doing her the favor so she can let me be. I know she'll continue to hang it over my head if I don't."

"Wow, you're strong."

"I only agreed cause it's one night. And cause of the whole thing with my sis. Believe it or not, I don't always want her finding reasons to nag at me."

"Wouldn't that be weird, though?"

"What?"

"Being Y/N's date."

"Sure, but it's whatever."

"What're you even gonna talk about all night?"

"I don't know? Am I supposed to have a list ready and check it off as I go?" He gives San a weird look. "I'll figure it out. Who knows, it might not even be that bad."

"I'm not gonna lie, she did look pretty cute at your parents' bbq."

"She's always been cute. She's just shy as hell."

"Mm, yeah." San starts to eye the sweaters on the rack, pulling out a few and hanging it against his chest to see how they'd look on him. "So, what are you guys wearing?"

"I'm not sure." San's forehead crinkles when he turns to look at Wooyoung.

"Aren't you supposed to be sure? You're going together. You have to match."

"Well, we don't really have to. We're not dating, we're just going to a party together as friends."

"Acquaintances."

"Yeah, okay Merriam-Webster." Wooyoung scoffs and pulls out a black button-up shirt that he probably already has in his closet— but it wouldn't hit the same as buying a new one for a summer party. "Stop trying to make it seem like it's super complicated when it's not."

"I'm not. I'm just having a hard time imagining it."

"Then, don't. She's really not that bad."

"Wish she wasn't so shy." Wooyoung turns to San.

"Or.. what?"

"Maybe I would've tried getting to know her more."

"Fuck outta here, Choi San. You're only saying that shit because I'm taking her out to a party." Wooyoung points towards the front of the shop. "Wait. You see that right there?"

"What?" San leans over to try and get a good look at what Wooyoung is pointing at.

"Look closely." He ushers him to get closer. "If you look straight ahead, you'll see the front door. You can take your exit there."

"Fuck you."

"Shut up then. Don't start saying that stuff about Y/N." Wooyoung rolls his eyes as he continues to flip through the racks, trying to spot more clothes to buy and fill his closet with. He's not really sure why he feels the sudden need to be protective of you, especially with San. Hearing him say things like that rubs Wooyoung the wrong way and he's not sure if it's because he's known you for years, or because of something else that he doesn't really wanna think about right now. In the end, Wooyoung doesn't deal with feelings. They're too complicated, and they tie him down. 

"Oh my god! Those dresses are so cute, you'll definitely find one here!" Wooyoung overhears from nearby.

"Whoever that is, sounds exactly like my sister." Woo does a slight head tilt and pretends to shiver. "Can't escape—"

"Because it is your little sister, dummy." San nods his head towards your direction, the both of them watching as you, Jiwoo and Hongjoong walk into the same store. It's almost like the sibling radar goes off for Jiwoo because it doesn't take long before her eyes meet his.

"Why are you here?" She asks, slowly approaching them.

"Waiting for security to take your ass out." Wooyoung looks at the security guard and pretends to call him over. "Excuse me. The nuisance is right here, sir. Please escort her out." Jiwoo rolls her eyes and walks closer to him, giving Hongjoong the opportunity to greet him and San. "Whattup!"

"Taking these girls shopping for the party." Hongjoong responds.

"Me too!" Wooyoung points at San, causing him to click his teeth in response. "Hey Y/N." He smiles down at you and pulls you into a hug before San does the same. 

"Are you wearing black to the party?" Jiwoo holds out the shirt Wooyoung has in his hand.

"And if I am?"

"It's a summer party."

"Black goes with everything?" Jiwoo gives him a look that he reciprocates. "You know, now that you're here Y/N, maybe we can shop for our outfits together."

"Sure, okay—" You respond softly, about to step closer to him when Jiwoo holds your hand and tugs you back.

"I'm shopping with her."

"I have better taste than you."

"I think not." She looks down at the shirt again before looking back up at her brother. "Anyway, we'll be off to find our dresses." She links her arm with yours as you quietly continue to shift your attention between Jiwoo and her brother. "Byeeeee!" She swings you around and drags you towards the dresses in the back corner of the store. Hongjoong lingers around the boys for a little longer, shopping for new shirts himself. The boys talk about their upcoming plans before the summer party, also throwing in some guesses about how the summer party is going to turn out.

Meanwhile, when you and Jiwoo head to the dresses, your eyes automatically land on a strapless corset midi dress— it has a simple black and gold abstract print on it, the fabric mainly mesh. It'll be a little tighter than you'd like, the side slit a little higher than you'd like, but you thought it'd go with the vibe best. There are a few other dresses that caught your eye, and Jiwoo encouraged you to try them on in order to decide which one worked best. 

You could like the way one looks, but it could be completely different when you put it on.

But, your decision remains the same; the abstract dress fits you well, and you can't lie, you feel the sexiest in it. The corset bodice, along with the bodycon fit, provides enough support and shape to hug you in all the right places. Jiwoo squeals when she sees you in the dress, completely agreeing with your decision [she would've any other way]. She jokes that her brother better keep his hands to himself with how good you look and all you can do is shyly shake your head with a tiny giggle before heading back into the room to slip it off.

"Did you find your dresses?" Hongjoong comes, eyeing the dress Jiwoo has in her hands.

"Mhm! Is my pain in the ass brother still here?" Hongjoong shakes his head.

"Him and San just left."

"Good. The dress Y/N has is to be kept a secret until the party. She's gonna look so good, I might have to tell Wooyoung to keep his hands to himself." You come out of the dressing room with the dress tucked closely to your chest, hanging the rest on the go-back rack.

"Hongjoong, please tell her she doesn't have to do all of that." You look at him and he chuckles. "Remember? You're the one who put your brother up to all of this just so I could go to the party. I'm quite positive it's just a favor and nothing else." You all walk towards the register to pay for your items. 

"Still, okay? You're gonna look amazing. I gotta give him a little warning and make sure he doesn't get super handsy with you." She shivers, making you playfully roll your eyes in response.

"Jiwoo, are you gonna help me with hair and makeup? Cause I literally won't know what to do that'll go well with this dress."

"Of course, bae! We'll make it pop, but keep it simple. Trust me on this." She squeezes your wrist just before handing her card over to the cashier. Once her and Hongjoong finish paying, you follow them down to the food court, ordering some friend chicken to munch on before sharing a huge bowl of bingsu with the two. You catch San and Wooyoung passing through the food court, now accompanied by two other girls. They don't look familiar, at least you don't think. In any case, it doesn't make you feel any better knowing Wooyoung simply agreed to go to the party with you as a favor to his sister.

The harsh reality settles that this meant nothing more, nothing less.

You were just a favor.

The day of the party comes quicker than expected. Work had been so busy that the days had flown by, bringing you to your present:

Which is, Jiwoo helping you pop in some hazel colored contacts before doing your makeup and hair.

"Keep your eye open!"

"Ugh, I hate contacts. Jiwoo, you know I hate the feeling!" 

"I know, but I promise it'll be over quick! Just keep it open and don't blink. The more you resist, the longer it'll bother you!" You groan again, gaining the last bit of courage to keep your eye open for Jiwoo as she aligns the contact and gently places it in. "Close and blink for me?" She watches and claps. "Perfect, now do the same for the other eye."

"Jiwoo." You whine.

"I know you can't do it yourself!"

"I can go without them!"

"But, the colored contacts give you a pop and it's cute!"

"I'm literally crying." You point at the tear strolling down your cheek.

"Beauty is pain, my dear! Just for one night! Now, keep still—" She pauses, the both of you holding your breaths while she pops in the last contact into your left eye. You flinch the moment it settles, dabbing at the tears that stream down your cheeks.

"Never again. Wooyoung is literally not gonna care."

"Who said this is about Wooyoung? It's your first summer party, forget my brother. You're gonna be the hottest thing to walk that winery." You shake your head, letting Jiwoo dab some powder onto your cheeks. "You look good, girly! Look at you!" She shoves the mirror in your face. Jiwoo did some loose curls on your hair, and a very natural look for your makeup. Fake lashes, a shade of blush that pops on your cheeks, clear gloss, natural eyeshadow— just enough razzle dazzle, but nothing too extra, as Jiwoo says.

You don't really recognize yourself, though. But, in a good way. You like the change. You normally don't wear makeup, you don't do your hair. You like to think you're simple, maybe too simple, but you don't mind it one bit. That was you, and you've come to embrace it. The change, though? It was nice to see on you once in awhile.

"Thank you." You smile at her and she squeals before checking her phone.

"Okay, my brother should be here in a bit. We're gonna take off and meet you there?"

"Why are you going so early?! You're not gonna leave at the same time as me and Wooyoung?!"

"Nope. We gotta get parking and get first dibs on the wine." She snorts before flashing her phone, screen signaling a call from Hongjoong. "You'll be fine, okay? Granted, as long as Wooyoung doesn't fucking text and drive again but I'm sure he won't with you in the car." 

"Jiwoo!"

"I'll see you in a bit! I love you, mwah!" She says, grabbing her things and rushing out of your studio; heels click-clacking away on the pavement before she squeals even louder seeing her boyfriend. You shake your head, dabbing a bit more highlighter across your collarbone just like Jiwoo taught you.

Within the next 25 minutes or so, you munch on some apple slices you already had in the fridge, somewhat satisfying both your hunger and sweet tooth. Just as you're re-applying lip gloss, Wooyoung's call comes through on your phone, startling you and causing you to drop the wand onto the floor.

"Oh shoot." You grab the wand and blow it off, submerging it back into the tube. "Hello?"

"Yo— everything okay?" He laughs a bit hearing the rustling in the back. "I'm downstairs."

"Sorry, just dropped my lip gloss." You whine a bit away from the phone. "I'll be down in a second."

"Ah, hate when that happens. See you in a bit!" You hang up the call and spray on another spritz of perfume before grabbing your purse, shutting off your lights and closing up your studio. You slowly climb down the steps, Wooyoung probably questioning why you're taking each step 2 miles per hour and sideways. 

You make it down in one piece. Slowly, carefully.

You shyly slip into the passenger's seat, and you almost pause mid-way when you glance at Wooyoung in the driver's seat. As promised, he's in a simple black-on-black fit— a crisp black button up with the sleeves rolled up ever so slightly, black dress pants and black boots. His hair is tucked back in a ponytail with a few strands framing his face. The car smells like his cologne, and he's chewing away at some gum while waiting. You've seen Wooyoung formally dressed before for special occasions, but there hasn't been one time you found yourself ogling at him the way you are right now.

You've never seen him like this, or maybe you just never paid attention? You didn't really have a reason to until tonight. Well, you didn't really have a reason because he was your bestfriend's brother.

"Hi." He says, setting his phone down in the middle console. Thank god he didn't catch you staring at him the way you were. But now, he's doing the same and you're not sure why he's staring. Do you look weird? Is something on your face?

"Hi." He softly smiles, eyes still exploring your body from head to toe and you feel the heat rising to your cheeks.  "What? Is it cause my eyes are kinda red?" You pout, immediately looking through the passenger mirror. "I swear I'm not like, high or anything. Jiwoo helped me put the contacts in earlier—"

"She, what?" He chuckles before shaking his head. "No, nothing. I just— you look beautiful, Y/N. Was taking it in, that's all." 

"O-oh." You tuck a strand behind your ear before settling back into your seat. "Thank you, Wooyoung."

"Of course. You ready?" He glances at your seatbelt and you give him a nod to drive off. "Alright, lehgo." He says, shifting the gear and turning up his music a bit. The familiar voices of Blaque comes through on the speakers, Wooyoung softly singing along to JC Chasez's part in Bring It All To Me. You knew Wooyoung could sing, but it still blows your mind every time you hear his voice. He has one hand gripping tightly onto the wheel, the other resting on the gear. "Do you know if my sister and Hongjoong left already?"

"Yeah, they did about 30 minutes ago."

"She's deadass gonna be the first person there." 

"She said she wanted dibs on parking and the wine."

"Gonna be the first person there and drunk. Free entertainment." You chuckle. "Your dress." He points at your dress before shifting his attention back to the road. "It's pretty. It looks good on you." You smile.

"I picked it."

"I figured. You've always had better taste than Jiwoo."

"Stop." You chuckle. "She did my hair and makeup."

"Really?"

"Yes, really." He nods in approval, bottom lip poking out. He really does think you look incredibly pretty— he's always thought you were cute, beautiful. But tonight, he can't take his eyes off of you and that'll be bad news for him as the evening continues. First and foremost though, his goal is to keep you comfortable and happy tonight. His goal is to make sure you have fun, and that's what he'll do with your pretty little self.

"Okay, I'll give her that. But, that stays between us." You snort. 

"Sure, Woo." He chuckles.

"Warm enough? Music too loud?"

"No, it's all fine. I'm good. Promise."

"Okay, cause we still have about another 30 minutes to go before we get to the winery."

"I'm fine." You reassure him with the prettiest smile before returning your attention outside the window.

"So, does Yeosang know you're going?"

"No."

"Mm, okay. Definitely not prepared for him to beat my ass tonight. I did wear my good socks though, so.. he can try it if he wants." He shrugs.

"He's not like that." You respond softly with a giggle. "Besides, it's my fault. I withheld it from him intentionally."

"Well, what's the deal? If you don't mind me asking." You sigh. "My sister said it'd be weird for you two to go to the party together so I'm suspecting it's a one-sided thing."

"I just.. don't see him that way."

"Why don't you just tell him?"

"I don't know. I'm not really good at these things. I don't know how to say it and I don't wanna hurt his feelings."

"You'll hurt him more by letting it slide like this, you know?" Wooyoung shrugs. "It's okay if you don't feel the same. No one can ever force you to feel a certain way and he'll understand that. But, it'll make it easier on everyone if you're just honest from the get."

"Mmyeah."

"I promise. It'll be tough to get it out, but he'll appreciate it."

"I know, I know."

"In the meantime, are we avoiding him tonight? Lemme know the plan." You shrug.

"If he comes up to me, I'll just explain. Then.. go from there. Wherever that is." You pout a bit.

"Hm." Wooyoung hums when he sees the worried look on your face. "Don't worry about it too much, okay? We'll have fun tonight."

"I feel bad that you're here."

"Ouch, why? Don't want me here?"

"It's not that. You were basically forced to be here so Jiwoo wouldn't get on you for her car."

"Eh, well. Her car is fixed. She can't always force me into things. Besides, it's free entrance to a winery with unlimited wine. Why would I say no to that?" You chuckle.

"You say that now."

"We'll enjoy it together, yeah?" He looks at you and you meet his eyes, nodding quietly in agreement. You hope you'll be able to enjoy with Wooyoung, but as of right now, you're a bit anxious and scared for what the night will bring.

When Wooyoung pulls up into the main lot of the winery, the parking attendant signals for him to follow the rest of the cars into the extended lot. He jokes under his breath that maybe, he should've followed his sister's lead with this one and left earlier. But, it doesn't last long when he's able to snag a spot right by the back entrance near the winery's lawn area— aka, where the party would mostly take place.

"Alright. If we ever need to dine and dash, just say the word. We'll leave." He says, hopping out of the car while you laugh to yourself. He swings your door open and holds out his hand for you to take, shutting it close after he's gotten you out of the car. He looks at you up and down once again, causing the heat to rise to your cheeks— this time, at a new intensity. "Yeeeesh, I gotta say, you look fine, 'lil mama." He smirks. Cause yes, that dress falls along your curves, your body, so beautifully. That dress pushes up your tits so nicely. 

And that dress hugs the curves of your ass so, so perfectly.

"Wooyoung." You whine a bit before playfully [and very softly] punching his bicep.

"Ah—" He laughs, holding out his arm for you to take. "I'm just being honest as your date." 

"You're making me shy."

"Am I?" He looks down at you with another shit-eating smirk. "What else can I do in the next few hours?" You squeeze his bicep as you enter through the back door, greeting familiar faces. To your surprise [or not], Wooyoung immediately introduces himself as your date and Jiwoo's brother, causing your colleagues and everyone around you to hype you both up as a good-looking couple. You don't even know how to respond besides a 'thank you,' letting Wooyoung take on most of the work with his 'yeah, i know we do's' or 'i know, she's just a little shy about it though's.'

"Shoulda left 30 minutes earlier." Jiwoo says, pulling you into a hug before Hongjoong follows suit. "The baddie herself has finally arrived!"

"Shoulda left on time 30 minutes later." Wooyoung retorts, still properly hugging his sister and greeting Hongjoong. 

"Time to catch up!" Jiwoo raises her glass and taps it. "The wine is pretty good, can't complain."

"Coming from the person who likes Svedka Vodka." 

"Hey! It's cheap and does the job quick!"

"That's why my bar closed a long time ago for you." Wooyoung winces before turning to you. "Wanna go find the right wine for you to sip on?"

"Charcuterie board was just replenished, too!" Jiwoo yells, just as she watches her brother hold your hand and lead you into the winery. "It's so weird to see him doing all that with her."

"Well, he is her date." Hongjoong says with a laugh, sipping on his wine while he holds her by the waist. "He's taking good care of her. Let 'em enjoy it tonight, hm? Just like we will." He hums as she giggles, placing a kiss on her temple before whisking her away to the other finger foods that were just set out. 

As you approach the table with endless different wine bottles set on the surface, you keep yourself close to Wooyoung especially with how packed the room has gotten. Wooyoung sets himself in between a red wine, a white wine and a bottle filled with some sort of pink-ish liquid, his hands grabbing two wine glasses and setting them down on the edge of the table.

"There's so much wine."

"Yup. It's nice that you don't have to pay for a dime. These things get costly."

"Which one is good?"

"Hm, let me check. I've heard of this winery but I've never tasted their wine before." He says as you continue to keep close behind him, looking over his shoulder. He picks up the bottle of red wine and takes it to his nose. "This smells hella bitter." Wooyoung says, smelling the red wine. "You probably won't like this one." He sets it back down and picks up the bottle of white wine. "Chardonnay might not be too bad." He pours a bit in his glass and hands it to you. "Taste it." You take the white wine into your mouth and make a face. "No?"

"Kinda bitter still."

"That's okay." He laughs and points to the pink bottle. "That might be good! Can never go wrong with Rosé. Wanna try it?"

"Can you taste it first?" Wooyoung nods, pouring himself some rosé— enough for a little sip. He nods in approval, shifting his attention back to you.

"It's good! You'll like it. I'll pour you a bit again and you can let me know if you want more or not." You nod. He hands you the glass, watching intently as you take a sip and nod in approval.

"Oh, this is good!"

"Yeah? Glad you like it." He pours some more in your glass, a little more heavy-handed than you like but you'll go along with it for tonight.

"What're you gonna drink?"

"I'm just gonna take some of this Cabernet and babysit it for the night." He reaches over to grab another bottle of red wine a couple of buckets away. He pours himself about half a glass before he's sipping it and humming in approval himself. "Yeah, that's pretty good." He sets his glass out, giving you the opportunity to taste his wine of choice. You take a little sip, shaking your head after giving him his glass back.

"Yeah, no." He laughs.

"It's okay. Red wine is tough to work with. At least we found you some good rosé, though. You gotta take those drinks for the both of us."

"Just one glass will do."

"Mm, a couple sounds better, though." He teases, lacing his hand back with yours as you both walk towards Jiwoo and Hongjoong, sharing a table with your other coworker and.. Yeosang.

"Y/N?" Yeosang looks up at you in confusion, and it almost breaks your heart the way he looks at you. You catch his eyes dart from you to your hand that's currently intertwined with Wooyoung's. "Wooyoung."

"What's up." Is all Wooyoung says as he looks at him over the edge of his glass, taking another sip.

"It's nice to see you—" Yeosang pauses and looks at you; you can't help but give him a pursed smile in return. "Together?"

"Mmyeah—"

"I see you went with the rosé! Nice choice!" Jiwoo cuts in, giving you a look to go along with it. "It's good, isn't it?"

"Yeah, it is. We tried the others, wasn't a fan of them."

"They can get kinda strong." She says, downing the rest of the Chardonnay in her glass. "Welp, it's a good thing we have refills right at the table! Seems like we're gonna need it." She pours herself more Chardonnay before pouring you a bit more rosé.

"Jiwoo! I haven't even finished the first glass yet!"

"It was getting warm, you needed the refill." She smirks. You squint your eyes at her before briefly scanning the table, Yeosang now occupied with your coworker. He doesn't seem to want to make eye contact with you any time soon, and that particular unsettling feeling hits you in the gut. You're scared you've already ruined your friendship for pulling this stunt, for not being honest in the first place. You're scared you might've lost your other bestfriend because you were too busy hiding.

"Good?" Wooyoung leans forward to look at you, his soft eyes trailing over your features. He can already sense the shift in your mood and he doesn't want you to start overthinking and getting in your head, especially tonight.

"I think so." 

"You sure? Got my good socks on." He points down to his boots. You smile at his reminder and it instantly eases him. 

"I'm sure." He nods, slipping his arm behind you to rest on the back of your chair. Luckily, the CEO kicks off the dinner portion of the evening. He starts off his speech that lasts about a good minute, thanking everyone for their hardwork and dedication this point in the year. Once finished, he calls on a table to begin lining up for dinner. You, Wooyoung, Jiwoo, Hongjoong, Yeosang and your other coworker patiently fall in line for the buffet-style catering. Wooyoung makes sure to slip in behind you, creating a barrier between you and Yeosang even if there's no obvious hostility. It does help knowing he's creating some distance and you appreciate him for it. You fill your plate with a good scoop of food before settling back down in your seat.

The table enjoys dinner; thankfully, everyone is in good spirits and is cracking jokes despite the awkward moment that fell between you and Yeosang earlier. Even if he was upset, he'd never show you [or anyone] how he was truly feeling, and that could very well become an issue, too.

When it's time for the dance portion, Jiwoo fills your glass along with hers. Even though you had eaten a good amount of food, the alcohol was quick to seep back into your system and loosen you up. But, even with the liquid courage, you couldn't help but still feel shy around her brother.

He just looked so good tonight, you were afraid of looking like a damn fool in front of him. 

In your favor, all Wooyoung cares about is making sure you have a good time. He can see how much you're trying to hold back, even when Jiwoo drunkly throws her arm around you and starts vibing to the music. At some point, the crowd splits you and Wooyoung from Hongjoong and Jiwoo, leaving you to your date to enjoy you all to himself. The DJ starts spinning familiar songs from the 90s, bringing a huge smile on Wooyoung's face.

"Come here." He says, pulling you closer to him as you dance around with him. "It's just me. Don't worry about anything or anyone else." He gives you a reassuring look, his hands loosely laced with yours. You start to feel more comfortable with his reassurance, singing and dancing along with Wooyoung. You find yourself laughing and playfully teasing Wooyoung when he shows off his dance moves and pulls you along into his shenanigans. Your worries seem to be a distant thought at this point, no longer being concerned about every little thing, every little detail.

You're having tons of fun with Wooyoung. You're no longer trying to control what can't be controlled, letting the night take care of the rest on its own.

In between, Jiwoo ends up finding you in the crowd, shoving more rosé your way to get you at a good drunk. And sure as hell, the trick works. Wooyoung finds himself smiling in pure adoration over you, letting you lazily wrap your arms around his neck while singing along to the songs and keeping you close—

Until there's a shift in the air and you feel the liquid courage finally kicking in the way it should.

Wooyoung takes your hand and turns you around, a hand resting on your hip as you dance against him. You don't even care that you've backed yourself up against him and are dancing on him the way you are, thoroughly enjoying how he grips your hips and pulls you flush against him.

It's a little much for someone like you, but you find that it gets you going. Almost has your brain going on overdrive, fixating on the fact that Wooyoung has you like this— wants you like this.

You continue to dance against him, loving the way he holds you and keeps up with your rhythm perfectly. It goes on for a few more songs, Wooyoung shifting to the side to get a good look and hype you up. He's had his fair share of dancing with women at clubs, but he can say hands down, he has never had as much fun as he did tonight. You didn't dance like you were out to prove yourself or something to anyone, to forcefully catch his attention or be someone you're not for all the wrong reasons— you just danced to have fun with him, trusted him to take care of you and help you loosen up. It was all genuine fun and good vibes; he's at the point of wishing the night would never end just so he could stay right here with you.

There is literally no care in the world; just you and Wooyoung, enjoying each other's company at this summer party you didn't even wanna go to. In the end, you're glad you ended up here with Wooyoung because it truly was one of the best nights you've had in such a long time.

"Woo." You turn, tired from all the dancing you've been doing with your handsome date. 

"Yeah, babygirl?"

"I gotta pee." He snorts.

"You should definitely break the seal if you wanna start sobering up."

"I should, huh?" He laughs and nods. 

"I'll wait out here for you, okay?"

"Mmkay." You part from him and it almost aches you to leave him for a second to relieve yourself. The need to pee becomes urgent, your feet rushing you along to the bathroom for a release. Good thing there isn't a line, and that the bathrooms are practically empty— you can sigh away in peace before washing your hands and freshening up a bit. You're excited to get back to Wooyoung, and it shows with the way you giddily pace out of the bathroom and down the hall—

Only to be stopped in the process by none other than your other bestfriend, Kang Yeosang.

You turn and find him there, a small smile plastered on his lips. Your heart immediately drops seeing him, and the guilt comes rushing back. You can't help but frown a bit, pursing your lips together before responding properly.

"Yeo, hi." You look at him with doe-eyes and he isn't sure if he should be more upset over the situation or sad. Maybe sad, because it's clear where you stand with him. And it sucks, but what is he to do? If you're happier elsewhere, who is he to prevent you from having that happiness?

"Hey you." He says softly. "I've barely seen you all night."

"Yeah, just been on the dance floor. My feet kinda hurt now that I think about it." He chuckles a bit.

"Sounds like you're having a good time."

"Um, yeah. Yeah." You repeat. "It's been good. Hope you're having a good night?"

"Can't complain, I guess?" There's a pause before you break the silence.

"Yeo, I'm sorry. It all happened last minute, I really wasn't trying to go but Jiwoo asked her brother and—"

"It's okay, seriously. It's fine. You don't have to explain." He says waving it off, probably trying to make it seem like it's not a big deal when yeah, maybe it isn't. But, you know he's still hurt. You know he still feels a hint of betrayal by the way this all went down— for saying no, for turning down the party, for not telling him you were all of a sudden gonna be here with Jiwoo's brother. For brushing his feelings under the rug.

"Is it?" You ask, still pretty drunk. If this were any other circumstance, you'd probably run away and hide. 

"Uh, yeah, it will be." Yeosang shrugs, unsure of what to say because he is sad about it, now that he truly thinks about it and lets the situation settle in his head.

"I'm sorry." Is all you say as a small frown builds on your lips. Just as you're about to turn to get back to Wooyoung, Yeosang catches your wrist and gently tugs you back. You look up at him, eyes full of curiosity as to why he's holding you back. You're scared for what's to come next, but you give him the opportunity to tell you whatever it is anyway.

"Maybe we can talk about this over dinner? Just me and you?" And as much as you should stand your ground and say no, you can't help but feel like you owe it to him. Maybe this would be it— the doorway to being honest, to telling him the truth. Maybe you two could have a good, friendly dinner and get past this without ruining what's already there; as friends. 

As for Wooyoung, he sees the whole thing with Yeosang. He can't help but watch, either. His eyes were scanning the crowd tough, a little too eager to have you back in his arms on the dance floor. When he finally caught your figure, your dress, standing in the main hall talking to Yeosang, he felt his heart drop. He's not sure what's going on, can't really make sense of what's being exchanged between the two of you. Yeosang still hasn't let go of your wrist, but Wooyoung catches you nodding before he does. Whatever it was, he's hoping you aren't hurt or anything along those lines.

"Hi." You smile toothlessly at him and he has the sudden urge to cup your cheeks, to pull you into his arms and hold onto you. At least you're smiling at him, that's all he could ask for.

"Hey." He smiles back. "I almost thought the toilet swallowed you." You laugh and shake your head.

"What if it did?"

"Then I'd have to go in there and save you, right? Who would I be if I didn't?" He holds out his hand as the next song plays, a little bit of that Jon B. with his They Don't Know. "Mm, I really like this song. Can we head back to the dance floor? I mean, if you don't wanna it's fine but please don't make me slow dance by myself." You giggle, taking his hand and letting him lead you back to the dance floor. He gently wraps his arms around you while you wrap your arms around his neck, his hands firmly keeping you pressed close to him. 

"Wooyoung."

"Mhm?" He maintains eye contact with you as you sway to the song, following along to the beat. 

"Thank you. For tonight. I've had a lot of fun."

"I'm glad. That's all I wanted." He smirks. "Assuming I'll get a free ride to next year's party, too?" You laugh.

"We'll see."

"No seriously though, I'm glad you had fun."

"I did. I really did." You tilt your head ever so slightly and the lighting from the string lights, the moon, hits you perfectly in this angle that Wooyoung feels his heart skip. The highlighter on your collarbone provides an extra layer of glow to everything about you and he honestly doesn't know how to act right now. You feel his hand gently rub at your lower back, his eyes moving from your nose, down to your lips. You catch his Adam's apple bob in an attempt to swallow this sudden nervousness down.

And you could be wrong, you don't really know what's going on in his head and vice versa. But, the moment his face starts edging towards yours, you can't help but follow his motions. In a sudden turn of events, you find yourself wanting, even needing to kiss him; you really hope to—

"If I didn't know any better, it actually looks like you two like each other a lot annnnd iono about all that." Jiwoo says, carrying the rosé bottle in her hand while Hongjoong tries to tug her away. Wooyoung rolls his eyes and tries to move you two away in tiny steps, fighting the annoyance within him when his sister [of course] butted in at a very pivotal moment. Cause yeah, he would've kissed you, and he would've genuinely enjoyed it. He wanted this, too. "Babe, I got the bottle. Open up—"

"Baby." Hongjoong says. "Stop, put it down. Let's go! Leave them alone!"

"Jiwoo, the hell. Are you trying to poison her?! She's good." Wooyoung says lowly with his brows furrowed, subtly brushing his sister off.

"Ew, fun police!" She looks at both Wooyoung and Hongjoong.

"Can you like, get yourself together? What's fun about drowning my date in rosé?"

"All of a sudden he cares." She snorts.

"Baby—sorry, sorry." Hongjoong has a sympathetic expression on his face while looking at you two. "I got this." Hongjoong whisks her away and grabs the bottle, successfully placing it down on another table before bringing her to get water.

"Jiwoo." You laugh, resting your head against Wooyoung's cheek, his grip on you only tightening as you softly sway back and forth to the music.

"Literally couldn't have been the worst time." 

"It's okay. Hongjoong's got her now."

"Sorry." He says, placing a gentle, feathery kiss to your cheek. "Just know that was not how I wanted that to play out." He rubs at your sides as you giggle, continuing to slow dance with Wooyoung under the starlit sky.

When the event officially concludes, the CEO and leadership team come back to the stage to thank everyone for the successful event, wishing everyone safe travels back home. Jiwoo runs to you and hugs you, asking if you had fun tonight. You tell her that you did and that you owe it to her and her brother for all of it. She laughs, happy everything turned out well and that her brother took good care of you.

"Take care of her." Jiwoo glares at Wooyoung while Hongjoong chuckles to the side and shakes his head.

"Okay, go."

"I mean it."

"I do, too!"

"Babe, text me when this big head brings you home. I might not answer though cause I'll be at Joong's but still—" You nod, completely ignoring what she's insinuating.

"Ew, no one fucking asked Jiwoo. Just go." Wooyoung mumbles under his breath, giving her a look. Your eyes widen when you feel Wooyoung slip his hand into yours and grip it tightly, leading you through the crowd of people building around the back of the winery saying their goodbye's. You both head into the car with ease, giving Wooyoung the opportunity to catch a minute before driving off.

"Hm, how do you feel right now?" Wooyoung spreads in his seat, scrolling through his phone.

"I'm fine."

"Not too tired?"

"Not really."

"Still kinda tipsy?"

"Still kinda tipsy." You reaffirm and he chuckles.

"Wanna get some food and hang out somewhere? No pressure. Can take you home if that's what you prefer."

"Um, yeah sure! Let's go."

"Yeah?" He smiles and buckles up, shifting the gear to drive. "Sick. I know just the place to get you some good snacks."

Said place ends up being a convenience store nearby that has the best egg sandwiches, spicy tuna onigiri, and Wooyoung's favorite grab n' go corndogs.

You enjoy the experience nonetheless. Wooyoung parks his car right at the front of the store, helping you hop out of the car before slipping his hand in yours. It almost feels way too natural for two people who were merely attending a party together as acquaintances, [per Choi San] but Wooyoung likes the way your hand feels in his. The way it fits perfectly, and how you seem to put all your trust in him this way. He shuffles towards the back and tosses a few things into the basket you're holding with your other arm, giggling when he debates between a regular corndog or a flaming hot cheeto corndog.

"I don't want my ass to be on fire though, so." He says out loud in the very empty convenience store.

"Wooyoung!" You whisper, more embarrassed on his behalf than himself. 

"I'm just saying Y/N, sometimes that shit is outta my control. I don't want it to be one of those nights." You laugh as he looks into the basket. "Is that all you want? A corndog?"

"Mhm. I'm still pretty full."

"Okay then." He takes the items to the register and quickly pays for it, giving you zero chance to slide in some cash. He smirks when he grabs the bag and heads back to the car, letting you know that he'd never let you pay anyway.

The drive to Wooyoung's endpoint is about 20 minutes away from the store, and up a dark hill. If it had been any other situation, it would've looked incredibly scary and suspicious. But since it's Wooyoung, you trust him wholeheartedly to bring you somewhere you'd enjoy.

"It gets better, okay. I know what you're thinking."

"What am I thinking?" You squeak.

"You're probably wondering why my punkass is taking you up a dark hill. I promise the view up there is worth it. You trust me, yeah?"

"I do. Don't disappoint me, Jung Wooyoung."

"Nah, never that." He takes you further up the curvy road, finally pulling into a small lot off to the side. There aren't any other cars parked besides Wooyoung's, so it makes it easy for him to back into the spot. He leaves enough space to pop open the trunk freely, allowing you two to sit and enjoy the sideview of the city. "Careful." He says, bringing you to the trunk and making sure you're seated comfortably before grabbing the snacks. He plops into the space next to you and hands you your corndog, the both of you indulging in your snacks in pure silence.

"There's a path down there. You get a better view of the city." He covers his mouth while chewing on his corndog.

"Hm." You hum, looking up at the sky. "The stars are so bright tonight."

"I know, I don't remember the last time I've seen so many stars." Wooyoung points to the right. "Look! There's the big dipper." You chomp on your corndog as you look up to where he's pointing at.

"No, it's not?"

"Y/N. Please. That's the big dipper."

"I'm looking! I don't see it." He scoots closer and points again. At this point, Wooyoung is only inches away from your face. If you were to turn at the wrong time, you'd land a kiss on his lips unintentionally. 

"There!" He says. Lo and behold, Wooyoung's right. You finally see the shape of the big dipper up ahead, even if you're slightly distracted with Wooyoung's face being in such close proximity again. 

"Okay, you're right. I see it, I'll give that to you." You respond with a tiny smile.

"Haven't seen one in a long time." He smiles proudly before digging into his other snacks and powering through them. Wooyoung doesn't even move away from you after showing you the big dipper, but you aren't complaining. You've come to learn that you enjoy having him near, close. "You're done eating?" You nod, tossing your trash into the bag.

"Mhm." You hum contently. "Wooyoung." He looks at you with a brow cocked up, shoving the last bit of the onigiri in his mouth. He shouldn't like the way you say his name so softly, so delicately, but he does. Especially after tonight, he really, really does.

"Yeah?"

"I wanna walk down the path and look at the view." You stand and start walking towards the path, where it'll take you to a beautiful view of the city.

"Wait, hold up!" He says, grabbing his jacket and locking up his car. "Why does she walk so fast? Miss Quicksilver." He mumbles to himself. When he catches up to you, you feel him drape his jacket over your shoulders before coming to your side. "It's getting kinda chilly out." You look up at him with a small smile on your face, hugging the jacket closely around your frame.

"Thank you."

"Course." He holds out his hand. "It's dark, let me lead the way? You've got your pretty heels on and everything. You sure you wanna do this?"

"Yeah, please?" Wooyoung almost buckles at the knees when he hears you plead the way you do, instantly locking hands while he walks in front to lead the way. You stay close to him, especially when the path has lower visibility than you expected. He tightens the grip on your hand, carefully navigating around the bushes along the way. When he finally reaches the end and brings you to the view, you take a few steps forward toward the edge of the overlook. There's a small board off to the side that outlines the history of the city ahead and when the overlook was created. You let go of Wooyoung's hand completely to rest on the edge, taking in the city lights. The crisp night air. The sound of the stream nearby. You rest your elbows on the stone, chin resting on the palms of your hands. Wooyoung smiles to himself as he admires you from behind, coming right by your side to enjoy the view. "It's so pretty."

"Yeah, it is."

"The crickets are loud. Kinda soothing to listen to, though."

"Louder than Jiwoo, that's for sure." You laugh, continuing to look at the view. 

"How'd you know about this spot, Woo? Do you take girls here on dates?"

"God, no. I just come here to chill when I need to get my mind together. I don't really share this spot with anyone." He rests his chin on your head and you don't budge, appreciating the extra body heat from behind.

"You shared it with me."

"That's cause I genuinely wanted to take you here. I know you'd appreciate it."

"Can I start coming here, too?" You look up at him with a smile.

"Only if you let me tag along." Wooyoung teases. "I am heavily equipped with the exact location details and everything."

"Mmkay, fair enough." You let out a content sigh. "I wonder what everyone's doing in the city. What their stories are like and what's happening in their lives right now. Do you ever think about stuff like that?"

"I do."

"It's crazy to think about, isn't it? Being in one place at the same time with all these people, filled with millions of different stories."

"It is." You look at the view with a small pout and Wooyoung feels his knees getting weaker over that damn pout. "Anyway." You turn to look at Wooyoung, who is very much still staring down at you in adoration. "What? Why do you keep looking at me like that?" 

"What, can I not? You're just really cute, shit, sue me." You roll your eyes playfully before a yawn comes out, and Wooyoung frowns a bit.

"Yikes." You say just as you shake off the yawn.

"Tired?"

"Mm, it's hitting me now."

"The post-drunk crash." He sighs, cupping your cheeks and looking into your eyes. "Come on, let's get you home." 

"What if—" You cover another yawn again. "I don't wanna?" He drops his hands back down before grabbing your hand, slowly trailing back to the car.

"Then babygirl, I dunno. I definitely do not recommend sleeping out here, though." He jokes. He could technically take you back home and do all the things he would normally do if this were any other circumstance, any other person. He could have you right where he wants you and have you stay the night.

But, he won't. 

He won't do that to you because that's not what you are to him. You aren't just a body, and you aren't a temporary thing. On top of that, he probably should sort through his feelings, his emotions because he's not sure what the fuck he's been feeling all night; he just knows it's kinda different and kinda alarming for someone like him. 

Feels serious, too vulnerable.

"Yeah, I agree." You say sleepily, clinging onto Wooyoung's arm as you walk back to the car.

The ride home is quiet, and exhaustion almost completely consumes your body that you barely realize Wooyoung's thumb gently caressing the surface of your hand. You shouldn't get used to the feeling so much, knowing this is might all be for show especially over a summer party. It hurts to think about, but it's not like Wooyoung willingly wanted to be here. Maybe a small part of him did, but at the end of the day, this was purely a favor for his sister. You didn't think he'd catch feelings over one night, no. It wasn't in his nature to. You didn't expect that whatsoever, either. But, you also couldn't help but feel things after the way he treated you tonight. After the way he took care of you so, so well. 

Was it wrong to feel infatuated? Was it wrong to feel happy, giddy, after the time you shared? Being in close proximity all evening, sharing little subtle affectionate moments together?

The voice in your head tells you yes, and that you should know better than to think it'd last past this night. 

You are you, and Wooyoung is Wooyoung. 

"Y/N?" Wooyoung softly taps your thigh. You turn to face him, recognizing the awfully familiar neighborhood behind him. You had been deep in your thoughts, along with the mix of exhaustion, that you didn't know you've already made it home. "Thought you fell asleep. We're here."

"Already?" You give him a tiny, soft smile that he reciprocates before running to your side and helping you out of the car.

"You don't have to walk me."

"Y/N, please. Don't start spitting out nonsense." He says, unbuckling his seatbelt and running over to your door. He tucks a hand into his pocket while waiting for you to step out, shutting it gently behind you. He walks you up the steps to your studio, silently trailing behind even as you fiddle with your keys to open your door. Once you get it open, you turn to him with that angelic smile he's mesmerized by, causing him to smile in return.

"Hope you had a good time tonight."

"I did. I really, really did. Thank you for.. you know? Accompanying me and what not. Everything, really."

"It was fun." He pulls you into a hug, squeezing you gently. When he pulls away, he keeps an arm wrapped around your neck, planting a kiss on your temple. It lights a fire within you, the heat rising to your cheeks when he pulls back and looks down at you. "Get some sleep, okay?"

"You too. Drive safely." You feel the need to reciprocate the kiss somehow, and it doesn't help that Wooyoung lingers around for a second— mainly to make sure you make it inside your studio. With all your thoughts, you still find yourself reasoning with the giddiness you're feeling. You find the courage to tippy-toe and place a chaste kiss on his cheek, rushing into your studio with a soft: "Goodnight!" before shutting the door. Wooyoung silently laughs to himself as he digs his hands into his pocket, nibbling on his bottom lip to prevent himself from smiling too big at the action.

But, his heart is damn near beating out of his chest, another thing that feels pretty unfamiliar but familiar at the same time. The only thing he knows for certain is that it probably can't be good for him—

To feel this way. Forcing himself to walk away from your studio after spending a good evening together. To want to call you even though he's just in his car downstairs. To keep you company until the next morning.

After all, you were starting to feel more than just a favor to him.

Those feelings can't be good for him.

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Could you repeat the question?

pairing: Taehyung x reader, oc x Yeonjun (TXT)

premise: a joint interview with your group, BTS, and TXT two months after you met your soulmate.

word count: 2k

[2/2] continuation of Can’t Keep My Hands To Myself

requested by anon - a picture of your request will be at the bottom of the post! 

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“Please don’t tell them.”

“Me? Why would I say anything?”

“You...you have that look.”

Yeonjun whirls around to face Taehyung, who just entered the room. “Do I have a look?”

Taehyung winks at you in greeting, something that nearly makes you swoon and your group members snicker. 

“A look?” He frowns for a moment before giving his dongsaeng a pitiful smile. “Oh yeah, you do. Definitely.” Taehyung smiles at Jiwoo, my band member who is busy sending death glares at her soulmate. “He’s gonna spill it.”

Yeonjun jumps up from his seat at the same time Taehyung settles down beside you, placing his arm on the back of the couch and brushing your hair off to the side. It’s enough to make goosebumps rise on your skin, which of course he notices. 

Oh, how you’d like to wipe that knowing little smirk off his face right now. 

“I can’t believe this! I’m not going to say a thing-”

“Yeonjun, and I’m saying this with love, if you say a single thing about it, I will personally unplug your refrigerator when you least expect it.”

Your attention is pulled away when you feel Taehyung leaning in to whisper something in your ear. “So, do we know what they’re arguing about?”

You can’t help but giggle. “Nope. Jiwoo won’t say anything.”

“Neither will Yeonjun.”

The smitten couple have been teasingly arguing for the entirety of the morning, leaving the rest of us in complete and utter confusion. 

Oh well, I suppose it’ll help make the broadcast a bit more exciting. 

It’s been two months since Jiwoo and I first *ahem* teleported to our soulmates at the MAMA awards. Or rather, since I landed in Taehyung’s lap and Jiwoo was nearly knocked unconscious when Yeonjun was thrown into her at full force. Of course, Jiwoo claims that it was horribly embarrassing, to which I’m always quick to say that she should feel lucky that at least she didn’t end up in a grown man’s lap. For all to see, no less. 

Ari, our other group member, just rolls her eyes and tells us that beggars can’t be choosers. 

Yeah, whatever that means. 

The past two months have been busy, with hardly enough time to spend with my soulmate. Between the busy schedules and BTS and TXT and our own schedule, we’ve had to settle for late-night FaceTimes and the occasional lunch at the Bighit building. I’ve become really good at sneaking in and out of that building in broad daylight - so far I have yet to be discovered. 

Today, however, is an important one. It’s our first official schedule together as soulmates. Naturally, all three groups have come together for the interview/variety show. 

“Alright, time to head on!” A manager shouts into the room, and suddenly there’s a flurry of movement as we all head toward the door. “I need all the soulmates to stick to their own groups, ok? We don’t want to be causing a riot today.”

Right. With a gloomy expression, Taehyung parts from me to head back to his members. Jiwoo and I glue ourselves to Ari’s side, much to her chagrin. “Ready?”

Both you and Jiwoo respond simultaneously. “Nope.”

Ari just sighs, feigning annoyance. Together, the three of you await your cue as one by one, your groups are introduced. 

TXT goes first, the hosts making a big deal out of swooning over Soobin who now has a cult of his own due to his MC abilities. They make a show of handing the microphone over to him, begging him to take it over from there. He politely declines, while the rest of the boys bicker and chat in the background. 

Then your group is called out, and you find yourself walking out before a huge crowd. You didn’t realize that many people could fit in this building, but here they are. And all of them are here for the same reason: to get a look at the soulmate couples that have newly formed. 

And that have been trending on Twitter and Tumblr for two solid months, breaking all kinds of records. 

As BTS is introduced with an almost reverent tone, you understand why you’ve been trending for so long.

It has a lot to do with one of the men walking out right now, smiling at the crowd and waving, graciously bowing his way across the stage. 

Taehyung wears a gray casual suit which has him looking like he just stepped off a photoshoot. Hair perfectly styled and eyes glowing with adoration for the fans that roar and wave, he commands the entire room with a single raise of his eyebrows. 

Your soulmate, ladies and gentlemen. 

Today is the day where you prove to the rest of the world how much of a perfect match you are for this man. The notion is terrifying. 

“Wow!” The host, a jovial man named Donghyun shouts out, exaggerating how amazed he is by the crowd’s reaction to all three groups sharing the same stage. Indeed, it’s a rare sight. “Ok! Should we get started?”

After a few minutes of more introductions, a few cursory questions (he asks Yeonjun what he’s been up to recently and you’re pretty sure Jiwoo manages to telepathically threaten him, because he chooses the most vague answer imaginable), and instructions on how to begin the next activities, you’re off to the races. 

Painting races, that it. 

Donning a frock and eyeing the empty canvas before you, you glare at your opponent across the way. Taehyung, to his credit, refrains from winking at you. He thinks you’re adorable when you’re flustered, but now’s not the time. 

“Taehyung-ssi!”

Taehyung blinks up at Donghyun. “Yes?”

“Are you going to let your soulmate win?”

The game is simple: paint the listed object with as much detail as possible in a sixty second period. The others will have to guess what it is. 

Taehyung pouts his lips a bit, glancing over at you with a glint in his eye. “I’ll have to see, I think.”

Donghyun chuckles into the mic, turning to face you. “What about you? If Taehyung-ssi falls behind, will you help him win?”

You wiggle your eyebrows at your soulmate, heart soaring when he delivers a boxy grin. “Oh, of course not. I came to compete, not hold hands.”

The crowd bursts out laughing, and someone yells out, “I’ll hold his hand for you!”

You all dissolve into a fit of laughter at that, your cheeks blushing madly. “Yeah, thanks for the offer,” you say between giggles. Readying your paint brush, you wait for the signal. 

You’ve been given the word ‘Iceland’, which you figure shouldn’t be too hard. 

What you failed to account for was the fact that you’re perhaps the worst painter you know. What should look like a globe looks like a basketball and what should be a cube of ice instead looks like nothing more than a cardboard box. 

In the end, you’re pretty sure you laugh more than you paint. Your team members, consisting of a mix from both teams, look utterly confused at the end product. Eventually it’s Jin - who happens to be on Taehyung’s team - that accidentally calls out the answer. 

The rest of the games pass by in a blur of laughter and covert glances toward Taehyung. He always manages to find a way to make you laugh, even though he remains on the other side of the stage for the most part. You don’t miss all of the fans that look at him dreamily, and you can only hope that they’re happy with your overall performance today. 

At the end, you all squeeze onto a couple of couches. Donghyun makes a fuss over allowing the soulmates to sit together, and you can’t hide your smile as a beet-red Yeonjun sidles down to the couch to sit beside Jiwoo, placing his hands in his lap and trying not to do anything that will go viral. 

Taehyung sits on your right, crossing his arms in a way that pulls on his suit jacket enough to expose the outline of his biceps. You catch your eyes wandering, snapping your attention back to the front where Donghyun reads some questions off of a card. 

“I believe that this was the first time soulmates have met while performing at MAMA, is that correct? What were your first thoughts when you suddenly found yourselves face to face with your soulmate?”

The four of you that now have all the attention riding on your shoulders look to each other for help. Finally, with a racing heart, you answer first.

“I think the obvious answer is that I was shocked,” you smile as knowing chuckles ripple through the room. “But I was also really grateful, because Taehyung was so kind and understanding. The staff were very professional and helped us quickly. Overall, I really can’t imagine it having happened in any other way.”

There’s a few ooh’s and aww’s that greet your ears, but you look down at your lap as you blush. Taehyung slightly nudges your knee with his own, and in that simple movement you feel the comfort that he’s trying to give you. 

“I’d actually been talking to Jiminie earlier about soulmates,” Taehyung pipes up. 

“Oh, yeah! That’s right!” Jimin says, giving his friend a slap on the shoulder. “What are the odds?”

Taehyung flashes a shy smile. “I told him that I felt like I was ready. It can be strangely lonely sometimes, and there are times when I just felt like I was missing something. Now, all I have to do is pick up my phone and my missing piece is on the other side, ready to talk with me.”

Now people are really swooning, you included. You dare to peek over at your soulmate, heart nearly melting when you see that his shy smile is paired with pink cheeks. You wish that you could snuggle up to him right now, but that would definitely not end well. Instead, you lightly nudge his knee with your own, returning the little slice of comfort he provided you earlier. 

“And you two?” Dongyun asks after wiping fake tears away from his eyes. 

Yeonjun chews on his bottom lip, Jiwoo too lost in thought to notice that he has that look again. 

“I, er...” Yeonjun begins, squirming a little in his seat. “I was...really happy.”

Donghyun urges Yeonjun to continue. “Of course you were! What about finding Jiwoo made you so happy?”

Jiwoo looks up in horror, but it’s too late. Yeonjun has already opened his mouth and begun to speak. 

“I was so happy because the first thing she said to me was that she thought I was so hot.”

Radio silence. 

And then-

“Oh-ho!! Yeonjunnie you’re so dead!” Hueningkai laughs, and soon everyone follows suit. Even Donghyun has to throw his hand over his mouth to keep himself from snorting with laughter. 

Jiwoo looks at Yeonjun, who completely avoids her gaze as he stares unblinking at the floor. Then, quietly enough for nobody to hear except for you who sits beside her, she whispers, “Say goodbye to all the perishable items in your fridge.”

In the chaos that ensues, Taehyung discreetly traces circles against your arm and mumbles, “Why didn’t you say that to me when we first met?”

You smack his shoulder. “I should be asking you the same thing!”

Just before everything calms down again, Taehyung leans over to grab the abandoned canvas on the ground. Taking the still-wet paint and dipping his finger into it, he draws something out on it. Nudging you to get your attention, he flashes the canvas for you to see, hiding it from the cameras. 

It’s hard to keep a neutral expression as you see his handiwork. It’s just six words, but they’re enough to have your entire face flushed a moment later. 

I think you’re hotter than Yeonjun ;)

Stifling a laugh, you roll your eyes. “I hope you know I’m keeping that,” you mumble. Taehyung grins.

“Great. We’ll get it framed.”

A few days later, you do. It hangs in the front room of your apartment, for all to see. And for Jiwoo to loathe, as it serves as a constant reminder of her embarrassing first words to her soulmate.

Oh well. In the words of Ari, “Beggars can’t be choosers.”

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→ genre: smut, college au, crack → pairing: Joshua x Afab!Fem!Reader → synopsis: you have never been a person who turns down a challenge, but when your best friend challenges you to hook up with 13 boys in one semester you kind of wish you were.

→ warnings: dirty talk, soft!dom josh, fingering, praising

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How do you start a challenge you didn’t even wanna take on in the first place? Obviously, this had all been your own fault. You could have easily said no to Jiwoo, but instead you had decided to say yes once again.

It drove you insane, the fact that Jiwoo had made Jisoo your first “target”. Not because he wasn’t cute, but because he was so cute. Even though you wouldn’t consider yourself someone who caught feelings quickly, Jisoo definitely had the potential to make you forget the task at hand.

You had found yourself in the café he worked at quite a lot that first week, stirring your hot chocolate with a spoon and watching him as he did what baristas did. Taking orders, cleaning the place off dirty dishes, doing those dirty dishes and lastly making coffee. He was adorable every time he smiled at a new costumer or greeted another he already knew. He was always wearing a black apron over a white shirt and either blue or black denim jeans, his hair falling into his forehead as he worked. It was clear that Jiwoo wouldn’t chose anyone for you that you didn’t find attractive, she just knew you well like that, but it also didn’t make it easier that she had chosen a guy you had never talked to before.

The only good thing about the situation was that Jisoo seemed to be interested in you, too. Ever since that first day he would give you these looks, looks that seemed to be undressing you right on the spot. He would hand you your hot chocolate and blueberry muffin and his fingers would linger on yours a little too long, when he came over to your table to clean it off the dishes, he would ask you how your day was going, and his arm would brush yours more than necessary. His eyes would look so deeply into yours with a sweet but also smug smile on his lips as he left and went back to work. It had definitely brought you some good dreams these past few nights, all this highly successful erotic tension between you and him.

Now, you were seated at your usual table, taking small sips from your beverage as you watched Jisoo clean a table to your far right. You knew that you had to act quick because the semester only was so long, and you had 13 guys to woo. Sighing and cursing Jiwoo in your head, you shook your hair and quietly cleared your throat. Now or never. Putting the drink down, you got up from your chair and walked over to Jisoo who was wiping the table with a cloth, looking at you the second you tapped his shoulder. A smile appeared on his lips and he laid the cloth on the table, wiping his hands off on his apron.

“If it isn’t my favourite newest regular,” he smiled, and you chuckled.

“If it isn’t my favourite barista at my new regular coffee shop,” you grinned back. Jisoo laughed, a sound you found yourself attached to immediately.

“Now, what a compliment. How can I help you?” He pushed his hands into the pockets of his black apron and tilted his head as he watched you with a smile. You tugged a strand of hair behind your ear and smiled up at him, definitely putting up an act of being a shy girl, which you wouldn’t exactly consider yourself to be normally.

“Well, I was wondering… if you might wanna hang out some time?”

Jisoo’s eyes widened for a second before he coughed, clearing his throat after. You let out a soft giggle.

“H-hang out? As in like, uh, a date?” he asked, and you nodded.

“Yeah, something like that. How about you come over to my place and I cook something for us? Or make you a coffee for a change?”

Yeah, a little straight forward, even for you. But you had a mission. Jisoo seemed to be taken aback, at least a little bit, but he quickly came back to his senses and nodded, a smile plastered on his lips.

“You never drink coffee, though,” he joked, and you laughed, nodding defeated.

“True. But if you want coffee, I can gladly make it for you,” you hesitated for a second, before you let your smile turn into a smirk, “even the morning after.”

Immediately when the words left your mouth, Jisoo’s eyes turned a shade darker. He slowly nodded his head before letting his lips form into a smirk.

“Sound’s great. When did you have in mind?”

 Jisoo and you had agreed to meet at your apartment two days later on Saturday and once you had left the café that day, you texted Jiwoo to tell her about your success.

[JiJi]: go get it slut!!

[You]: shut it.

[Jiji]: so proud of you!!

[Jiji]: also I know who will be next after Jisoo

[You]: already???

[Jiji]: yup, I work fast!! I have a lot of gentlemen to consider after all

[You]: who is it?

[Jiji]: oh, he is SO cute!! I have a class with him, you’ll be intrigued

[You]: what’s his name?

[Jiji]: gonna tell you after your date with Jisoo, don’t want you thinking about another guy when you’re with him

[You]: …fair enough

 You put your phone into your coat’s pocket and walked over to your bike, unlocking it, and putting your bag into the basket on the back. When you were just about to swing your leg over the bike, you felt something vibrating in your coat and fished out your phone again, seeing a text from a number you hadn’t saved. You immediately knew who had texted you and smiled.

[Joshua]: hi, this is Jisoo! I can’t wait for our date 😉

[You]: hi Jisoo! I can’t wait either 😉

[You]: why does your display name say Joshua though?

[Joshua]: oh, I’m American, I go by both!! You can choose which ever you like more 😊

[You]: ah, I see!

 You lifted your head and looked into the window of the café, where Jisoo (or Joshua) was standing behind the counter smiling down on his phone. What a cutie. You were totally ready to be wrecked by him. Or wreck him. Whatever floated his boat more.

  Saturday came quick. You had spent the last two days preparing for the date, figuring out what to cook and buying instant coffee (since you really only rarely drank that bitter liquid of death) you hoped you could make for Joshua on Sunday morning. Sure, it was just supposed to be a hook up, but that didn’t mean you couldn’t spend the night with him, right?

You dressed yourself carefully, choosing a black pleated skirt and light blue shirt that you tugged into the skirt, a black denim jacket on top. Just a bit of make-up, a little bit of concealer underneath your eyes, a bit of rouge and mascara finished off with a nude brown tone on your lips. Looking into the mirror in your bathroom, you were satisfied with yourself. Smiling at yourself, you put all the make-up stuff back into your bag and walked out, checking on the casserole in the oven. You had decided to do something you were a little bit more familiar with, a simple but delicious potato and eggplant casserole. With a glance on your watch, you saw that Joshua should be here any minute now and as if on cue, the doorbell rang only a moment later. Excitedly, you walked over to your front door and opened up, looking right into Joshua’s handsome smiling face.

“Hey,” you said with a smile.

“Hi,” he said back and handed you a bouquet of flowers he had been hiding behind his back until now. Raising your eyebrows in surprise, you took them and thanked him, a slight flush to your cheeks. After you asked him to come in, the door fell shut behind you and you showed him into the living area that also contained your small kitchen.

“You can sit at the table or on the couch, dinner should be ready any minute now. I’ll go get a vase for these,” you walked backwards into the kitchen, giving him a cheeky smile which he returned happily and sat down at the dinner table you had set nicely with white flat plates, wine glasses, dark red napkins and a candle in the middle, making it all a bitte bit more romantic.

Putting the bouquet away into a glass vase, you walked back into the living space, you placed it on the coffee table in front of the couch and smiled as you saw how perfectly the yellow and pink arrangement fit with your mustard couch and the wooden table.

Once you’ve turned around to face Joshua you saw that he was watching you with the same look in his eyes he used in the café. Something between wanting to get to know you better and wanting to tear off your clothes right then and there. Chuckling, you walked over to him and put your hand on his shoulder softly.

“You want wine?” You asked, bating your eyelashes at him. He nodded, not letting his eyes leave yours.

“I’d love some wine,” he said, and you bit your lip, smiling, and bent over him, your chest close to his face as you reached into the cupboard behind him that held your favourite red wine. You heard the way Joshua’s breath hitched in his throat and you felt the temperature within you rise when his breath landed on your neck. The moment didn’t last long though because you were back on your feet and in front of him again right then, watching the way his cheeks were red and his Adam’s apple bopped as he swallowed hard.

You took the corkscrew from the island and removed the cork from the wine, pouring him a glass before turning to yours. As soon as you put the bottle back down on the table, you heard the sound of the alarm going off, announcing that the casserole had finished. You gave him another teethy smile and walked to the oven, turning it off and putting on your oven mittens, getting the casserole out of the oven and placing it on top of the kitchen isle.

“That smells delicious,” you heard Joshua say from the dinner table and you looked over your shoulder seeing him grin at you widely with sparkling eyes. God, he was really adorable.

“Thanks. It’s actually one of the only dishes I can make without having to worry about burning the apartment down.” You went to the fridge and took out the salad you had made earlier, getting the plastic wrap off the top of the bowl, and discarding it into the trashcan underneath the sink.

Joshua chuckled.

“I feel that. I wouldn’t consider myself a good cook, either. My roommate is good enough at it, so I rarely ever have to do it. By the way, do you need any help?” the last part of his words sounded a little guilty, as if he only now realised that he hadn’t offered you any help yet. You shook your head.

“Nah, all good, thanks, Josh,” you noticed the usage of the nickname and bit your tongue, hoping he wouldn’t mind it.

“I see you’ve chosen your preferred name for me?” he laughed, and you were relieved laughing as well and just shrugging as you brought the salad to the table.

“We’ll see. Maybe another name will be better for a different situation.” The words left your mouth as the salad was placed next to your plate. Joshua’s head snapped up to you and you knew that he most likely understood your little indication. He licked his lips and looked from your eyes to your own lips, making you feel hot and cold at the same time. You really would have never guessed that the first try would already prove to be so successful. You wondered if the next twelve would also make it this easy for you and for a slight second you felt bad – after all he was only a part of this stupid challenge. Suddenly, you realised that you never wanted him to find out about this being only a game to you.

“Yeah, I guess we’ll see,” Josh mumbled now, adverting his eyes back to his plate, making you smile again.

A few minutes later, you were seated opposite him, clinking your glass with his and beginning to eat. You held a rather comfortable conversation even though you still felt the tension in the air, felt the way you wanted to get this dinner over with and take him to the bedroom for dessert (if you must use a cringey metaphor for sex it might as well be one to fit the current situation). You were relatively sure that he felt the same way judging by the looks he gave you whenever there was a short silence. You saw the way he would damp his lips once in a while and shift on his chair. And then there was the moment he put his hand on the table after he had finished the last bite of his meal (that he had repeatedly called delicious) and you let your own wander over to his side of the table and place it on top of it, feeling something like electricity shoot through your body when you finally touched, when your skin finally met his for real and not just barely.

It was then that the dinner was officially declared over with his hand grabbing yours as he stood up, pulling you into his embrace next to the table, his lips crushing into yours. Instantly, you put your free hand around his neck, letting his mouth devour yours. It felt sinful and heavenly at the same time, the way his lips felt on yours. His hand was on the small of your back, pulling you even closer, making your chest push into his. Both of your hands were still intertwined but you entangled them to push him back onto his chair, straddling him, your lips only leaving for a short while, letting you catch your breath.

Your arms were back around his neck and you couldn’t help but grind down onto him, making him moan into the kiss, letting you slide your tongue over his bottom lip and into his mouth, meeting his tongue and feeling all of your blood rush when they touched and started a heated fight, making your toes curl.

“I’ve wanted to do this ever since that first day you came into the café,” he breathed when your kisses trailed down his neck. You licked over his collarbone, making him groan and when you sucked on his skin he swore under his breath.

“Good that I feel the same way,” you said when you had kissed your way back up again, finding his lips with yours easily right after. Now, his hands wandered down, resting on your ass, and pushing you closer to him, causing you to grind on him again, feeling the bulge inside his jeans. You bit down onto his lip, making him tighten his grip on your ass.

“Someone’s excited?” you chuckled, and he responded with a moan when you bucked your hips again, letting your core feel his erection between three layers of clothing.

“Fuck, do that again, please,” he whimpered and you happily obliged, grinding your hips against his a few times, before he hungrily kissed you again, his one hand grabbing the back of your head and his tongue filling your mouth right then, making you moan for once. During the kiss, you let your hand wander down his chest and to his crotch, pressing slightly against his erection and causing him to groan. Your own arousal was pooling in your panties and you wanted nothing more than to free yourself of them and sink down on his cock.

“Josh- I want you,” you exhaled against his mouth and he nodded eagerly, hooking his arms underneath your thighs, and getting up. Your mouth did not leave his as he brought you to the bedroom, the only other room in this apartment.

He put you down on the bed, your legs still around his waist and parted from you to take off his sweater and shirt, presenting you a toned upper body that made you lick your lips with want. Grinning down at you, he put his hands on your shoulders, wanting you to shrug of your denim jacket which you gladly did. You threw it onto the floor next to the bed and went on to put your arms around his neck again, but he stopped you, pining them down above your head, looking right into your eyes while breathing heavily.

“I wanna take that off first,” he said nodding at your blouse. Then, his hands let go off your arms and started opening one button after the other, kissing every inch of naked skin that was freed. You let your hand wander through his hair, your eyes closed and lips parted. It felt so good, he felt so good.

“You are so beautiful,” he whispered as he watched your chest once the blouse was opened fully. Slowly you sat up, taking it off and also throwing it to the side. For a second your eyes met, but then he dashed forward, letting your lips meet again, his hand cupping your clothed breast and making you moan into his mouth. Your hands searched for his belt and opened it, together with the rest of his jeans and pushed your hand into them, feeling his hard cock underneath his boxers. He moaned again, grinding his hips against your hand. Grinning, you started playing with his cock, rubbing only slightly, making him want more.

“Please, Y/N, touch me,” he whimpered and looked at you with pleading eyes. You chuckled.

“So needy…”

Together you got rid of his pants and your bra, followed by your skirt and panties and lastly his boxers, leaving both of you naked and wanting. He went back to cupping your breast, letting his fingers rub at your nipple, before he let his tongue meet it, making you arch your back in want.

“And you call me needy,” he smirked against your breast, taking your nipple into his mouth, and sucking on it, causing you to moan out loud.

“J-Joshua-,” you pulled on his hair and he grinded against your thigh, the feeling of his hard cock on your skin making the heat between your legs rise.

While he was still sucking on your nipple, his fingers found your core, touching your folds gently, letting a finger slide through your lips and making you shudder.

“So fucking wet, and all for me…,” he had raised his head and brough his lips to your ear, letting them kiss the spot behind your earlobe after and making you squirm under him. His thumb found your clit and you felt yourself clench around nothing from that touch only. Right now, you wanted nothing more than for him to be inside you, fucking you so hard you couldn’t walk the next day.

In that moment, Joshua let his finger slip inside you, pumping in and out right away, causing you to let out something between a moan and a scream. He groaned at that sound and at how wet you were, his mouth finding your neck and collarbone, leaving small marks as he sucked on your skin. Quickly, he took another finger, having two of his slender fingers pound into you now, making you moan loudly.

“You’re so tight, princess. Bet you’d wanna come on my fingers, wouldn’t you?” his dirty words made you clench around him and he hissed, biting into your shoulder.

“You like when I talk this dirty to you? Interesting…” He chuckled again and sped up his fingers, your back arched and your breath lost somewhere in your throat. It didn’t take long for you to crave more of him, to crave his cock inside of you more than anything.

“Pl-please, want more-,” you groaned, and he looked up at you through hooded eyes.

“Does princess want my cock? Want me to fuck her good?” you nodded eagerly, moaning when he discarded his fingers only to push back into you with one more. You felt your climax approaching faster now and you bucked your hips, chasing your release. But Joshua wasn’t having it. He pulled his fingers out of you and brought them to your face, stopping on front of your mouth that was red and swollen from all of the heated kisses and the way you were biting into it.

“Open up.” It was dirty and hot, and you immediately obeyed, sucking on his fingers, tasting yourself on them while feeling incredibly empty at the same time.

“What a good princess you are. Now, where do you keep your condoms?”

 Joshua was pounding into you as if his life depended on it. He had turned you around, his hands on your hips, grabbing them harshly, but you didn’t mind. All you could feel was how fucking good he felt inside of you, how his cock fit you just perfectly and how good he was fucking you. Moaning, you pushed your hips back into his, making him hiss.

“You take my cock so well princess. Bet you would also look so fucking good with your lips around it, what do you say? Wanna suck me off next time?” He thrusted faster, still as hard as before, making you see stars.

“Gosh, wanna fill your sweet pussy up with cum, it would look so cute filled with it, don’t you think, princess?”

If he kept this dirty talk up, you wouldn’t last long, you just knew it.

“I’m so fucking close, princess. You feel so good around my cock, fuck. You are doing so good, baby.” God, who would have ever thought the cute barista had such a dirty mouth?

You felt his dick twitch and with one more moan of your name he released into the condom, thrusting rapidly into you as he rode out his orgasm and still helped you find yours. It didn’t take long, and you went over the edge, shock waves of pleasure pulsating through you and making you come on his cock.

 Somehow you found yourself lying on top of his chest only a few moments later, both of you sweaty and worn out. His skin was smooth even when moist and his arm around you felt naturally good, which left you with some sort of sour taste in your mouth. You weren’t supposed to feel like this with him, you were supposed to let him go right now and just not care. Maybe, so you thought, choosing Joshua as the first person of thirteen hadn’t been Jiwoo’s best idea.

Biting your lip, you looked up at him, saw that he had his eyes closed and a small smile on his lips. You wondered how you were gonna get out of this, how you were gonna continue from this when you so obviously felt attracted to him in more ways than just physical. It wasn’t like you to back down for a challenge, but maybe this had to be done, maybe this was the first time you would have to step down and-

“Well, this was fun,” Joshua pulled his hand through your hair before sitting up, “I guess I should get going now.”

Your mouth dropped a bit as you watched him get up, softly shoving you off him and letting his feet meet the floor, picking up his clothes and getting dressed rather quickly.

“You- you wanna leave already?” you asked, visibly confused. Joshua looked over at you and gave you an innocent smile as he put on his jeans.

“Well, I kind of have plans with some friends in like half an hour or so, so yeah. Unless you wanna go for a round two?”

Now, your jaw dropped. Joshua… this god damn little shithead. You almost laughed out loud at your own naivety. All of the foreplay in the café, had it been an act to get you right here? Or rather, get him right here, into your bed? Had he meant what he had said about wanting you to suck him off next time? Was there even gonna be a next time? Did he just fuck you out of boredom, because you handed it to him? And why on earth was it bothering you so much when in reality you had done the exact same thing? There really was no other way to put it: you were disappointed.

Letting yourself fall back into the pillows on your bed, your eyes staring at the ceiling, you tried your hardest not to throw an angry fit or cry at your own stupid feelings.

“No. You can leave,” was the only thing you said and also the last thing before you heard him say his goodbyes and leave the apartment.

 --

When you went to class the next Monday, you met Jiwoo at the entrance. You had only briefly mentioned your encounter with Joshua over text, since you didn’t feel up to admitting to yourself that you weren’t so sure about who tricked whom into sleeping together, not to mention you crying yourself to sleep that night, like some teenage girl who had gotten rejected by her crush. To be honest, it left you quite bitter, the whole situation.

“Hey there,” Jiwoo hooked your arms together and you walked towards the elevator inside the building for fine arts. Your first class was musical theory, something you had only taken because of Jiwoo and not because you really cared much for it. Standing in front of the elevator, you told Jiwoo all about the date with Joshua and watched her face turn the same kind of surprised you had felt when he had just left you back then. She snorted, flicking her hair over her shoulder.

“Wah, let me tell you, if I ever see that son of a bitch again-,”

“Save it, Jiwoo. I succeeded in the first round, so that’s that. You said you have another guy for me, didn’t you? How about you just tell me about him?”

You could see that Jiwoo wasn’t exactly content with you changing the subject, but she decided that it would probably better not to press you about something that clearly still had you upset.

“Sure. He’s great, really. Looks amazing, too. Like, super handsome, you will have fun I’m sure. His name is Jeon Wonwoo, he is a game design major and I have this one portrait class with him, he is a little bit on the shy side, but I talked to another friend of mine who also majors in game design and she said that once you get to know him a little better he is a real sweetheart!”

You listened to her words as you stepped into the elevator, a few people behind you doing the same. Slowly, you nodded. Jeon Wonwoo, you had never heard about him before, but with him being shy and all it didn’t surprise you. You looked around the elevator, not recognising anyone from your class, thankfully.

“And how am I supposed to meet him?” you looked at Jiwoo who had her infamous grin playing on her lips.

“Oh, I have an amazing idea, already. Did you know our school has a gaming team? I think it’s time for you to let your League of Legends skills resurface, Y/N.”

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[xoxoxoz]

Takaya Funa x F!reader

📝: Funa has a nightmare that you cheated on her, and her dramatic ass decided to give you the silent treatment for the entire day

⚠️: comedy, cute, mentions of cheating

Funa gasped as she woke up, feeling the sweat cover her forehead like she ran a marathon. Everything felt too real.

Although her heart was beating rapidly fast, she remembered the nightmare clearer than the day: You just finished going through the choreo for Bad Boy with Jiwoo when she suddenly dragged you out the studio and into an empty room.

Funa had to follow and she found you pinning Jiwoo against the wall and making out with her. You even had the audacity to look into Funa’s eyes while doing it.

But that’s when it ended.

Maybe if she slept a bit longer, she could’ve had a few more minutes to beat both of your asses with a chair.

Funa took a few deep breaths before looking behind where you were still spooning her tightly. Scowling, the Japanese girl pushed your hands away aggressively that it woke you up.

“Good morning, my Princess” you greeted sweetly but Funa was not having it.

She sat up, lifting your upper body by your shirt collar, and punching you in the jaw. “Jerk!”

You grunted and fell off the bed, earning a huge gasp from the other contestants in the room. Jihyun and Moa helped you stand while Funa took the rest of the blanket and continued to sleep like nothing happened.

You were still leaning into Seoyeon’s arms while holding your jaw. “What the hell just happened?”

“Funa Unnie we have to get up soon” Jihyun called and Funa threw the covers off her body like a button was pushed.

She brushed her fingers through her hair and strutted off, not even giving you a good morning kiss like usual.

“Bro what did you do?” Seoyeon asked with a bit of fear.

“I don’t know! I said good morning and she punched me!”

Jiwoo walked in with a big yawn. “What’s all the fuss?”

Not even two seconds later, Funa returns to grab her phone. She death glared Jiwoo who started to feel small from such rare cold eyes.

“Um good morning, Funa-chan” Jiwoo awkwardly smiled.

Funa took slow steps towards the eldest contestant and leaned her face closer that the tips of their noses touched.

“You stink” the Japanese girl whispered and then strutted off.

Jiwoo blinked and smelt her own armpit. “Do I? I took a shower last night”

“Funa Unnie is in a sour mood, we just don’t know why” Jihyun explained.

But all heads turned to you.

“What?”

“You clearly did something to piss her off that bad” Seoyeon spoke, earning a frown from you.

“I swear I didn’t do anything!”

“Look, let’s give Funa some space for now. We got rehearsing to do” Jiwoo sighed, ordering everyone to wash up and get dressed.

Within 20 minutes, all contestants were in the dance studio waiting for the choreographies they’ll be learning at the next performance. Since your girlfriend was still avoiding you, you decided to stay with Jeongeun while Funa stood by Moa.

“Any luck with your girlfriend yet?” Jeongeun asked, fixing her boredom by playing with your fingers.

You sighed deeply. “No. I’m still trying to figure out what I could’ve done to make her mad. Was it because I beat her in the Roblox obby last time?”

“You’re like 21 and you play Roblox?” The girl snorted.

You flicked her forehead. “Anyone can play Roblox. You’re just scared I’d beat you in most of those games”

“Fine I’ll make an account later and make you eat your words”

You rolled your eyes and scanned the room, but your eyes remained on your quiet girlfriend. She was leaning her head on Chanelle’s shoulder while holding Moa’s hand. Her pout was so cute, you just wanted to kiss it.

“I have a crush on her”

Jeongeun frowned and followed your eyes. “Y/n, that’s literally your girlfriend”

“I said what I said”

“You’re unbelievable. Just talk to her! She can’t be mad at you forever” Jeongeun pushed.

“Everytime I do, she walks the other way” you pouted.

“I think she’s scared. Funa Unnie is a shy girl”

Right on cue, Funa walked out the room after telling some of the girls that she needed a drink of water. Jeongeun slapped your shoulder. “Go after her! This is your chance”

“Why do I feel like I’m confessing to her again?”

Jeongeun laughed and continued pushing you. “Go go!”

Sending a thumbs up, you jogged out the room and saw your beautiful girlfriend staring at the vending machine.

“Hungry?”

She jumped at your voice but crossed her arms and turned her head the other way. You approached closer and held her face in your hands, making her look at you. “Stop ignoring me please baby”

Her eyes softened and she wrapped her hands around your neck. “I’m sorry”

“Don’t be sorry, Princess. I just want to know why you’re so angry. Did I do something?”

“You did”

“What did I do?”

“You cheated on me”

Record scratch.

You made a comical face. “Say that again?”

“You. Cheated. On. Me”

“Baby, when the hell did I do that? Why the hell would I do that? Did you hit your head?” You said while squishing her cheeks.

“Yes you cheated on me!”

“When?!”

“In my dreams!”

Record scratch x2

While Funa’s face remained cold, you bursted out into a fit of laughter, sliding your hands around her waist and hugging her tight. “You’re such a dork!”

“Dork?! You’re really saying that when you cheated on me?!” Funa whined.

“In your dreams babe! It wasn’t real and it will never be real. I love you forever and ever” You cooed, swaying her side to side.

“You kissed Jiwoo”

“Ew I’d never kiss that roach”

Funa giggled. “Don’t be mean”

“She is a roach! She ate all my ice cream”

Your girlfriend sighed and leaned up to peck your lips. “Sorry for being dramatic. That was the worst nightmare i ever had”

“Hey that’s okay, baby. Everyone gets nightmares. But I promise you that I’d never ever cheat on you, okay?”

Funa nodded and kissed your lips again. “It was hard avoiding you”

“I missed you a lot even though we’re in the same room. When something’s bothering you, please tell me instead of keeping it to yourself. I don’t want you carrying that burden” you stroked her soft cheek.

She leaned her face into your palm. “I’ll remember that for next time”

“Good. Can we go back now? The girls are worried about you. And also, apologise to Jiwoo Unnie please”

Funa face palmed once she remembered the words she said to the eldest. “You’re right, I forgot about that. Can you buy me those chips first and then we can go? I skipped breakfast”

“Maybe if you didn’t sulk so much about the dream, you could’ve eaten the pancakes I made for everyone”

The Japanese girl pinched your sides. “I won’t hesitate to ignore you again—“

“Noooo I’m kidding! Which flavour did you want, baby?” You said while rushing to pull out your wallet.

“I love you so much” she giggled and kissed your cheek.

The gesture made you drop your wallet. “L-Love you too”

A/N: send requests plz!!🫶🏼