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gunilslaugh · 2 months ago

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Campus Crush

Han Hyeongjun Summary: You have a campus crush, one that your friends may be tired of hearing you gush about. However you’ve never got to properly speak to him. That is until one fateful day. Your gushing is about to become so much worse. (non-idol au) WC:~2.2k Warning:none

There’s a bounce in your step, you're practically skipping your way over to where your friends sit on the edge of a planter in an open area on your college’s campus. When you reach the planter you take a seat next to them.

“Oh, y/n I didn’t know that you had class on this side of campus today,” Gunil said.

“I don’t,” you smiled, eyes looking elsewhere. Right where the building rounded to be specific.

“Then why are you here?” Gunil asked, feeling confused.

“That’s why.” Jooyeon pointed as your campus crush rounded the corner. Your eyes are fixed on him in a lovestruck gaze. His red hair dye is starting to fade to an orange color. He has headphones on and is wearing a flannel shirt. Your eyes track him as he walks down the concrete path. A brighter smile pulls at your lips when you see him start to nod his head to the music. You wonder what music he listens to. Your eyes continue to track him till rounds another corner and you can no longer see him.

“He looks so good in that flannel,” you let out a blissful sigh.

“I know you say that every time he wears it,” Jooyeon grumbled.

“Wait, so you came all the way over to this side of campus just to see him walk by?” Gunil checked. There’s a bit of judgement in his tone.

“Yeah pretty much,” you say.

“They’ve got it bad, Gunil. I didn’t know it was possible to be so down bad for someone you’ve never even had a proper conversation with,” Jooyeon poked fun at you.

“Ok, leave me alone,” you told him.

“Why are we leaving you alone?” Jiseok joined the group of you three. Taking a seat next to you on the planters edge.

“Gunil just witnessed y/n walking all the way over to this side of campus only to see their campus crush walk by,” Jooyeon informed.

“Oh yeah, I remember the day I found out they did this. Judged them a whole lot for it,” Jiseok teased you too.

“Ok. What did I just say about leaving me alone?” you reiterated.

“Have you ever actually spoken to him or did you just see him in the halls one day and decided that you liked him?” Gunil asked. Clearly none of your friends had any intentions of leaving you alone.

“I have spoken to him,” you say matter-of-factly. “Once,” you added looking down.

“Once,” Gunil chuckled. “Ok and how did that go?” he inquired. You instantly perked up. Feeling very willing to tell him about your love inducing encounter with your campus crush.

“You see-” You ecstatically began.

“Oh no.”

“Here we go again.” Jooyeon and Jisok sighed.

“-I was leaving my economics class. We had to take that stupidly large text book with us. Anyway my next class was upstairs, so as I was walking up the stairs I tripped and fell. I just so happened to fall right in front of him and you know what? He didn’t laugh at me.” You put your hands over your heart as if him not laughing at your way was such a touching gesture. “Instead he helped me up and asked if I was ok.” Again you speak as if he had done a grand gesture. “Then he went out of his way to walk me to my next class and he carried the textbook for me,” you beamed.

“Please he was probably just worried about you being a hazardous klutz to anyone else,” Jooyeon butt in. To which you shot him an icy glare.

“Anyway I thanked him for carrying my text book for me. He told me that it was no problem and that I should be careful on the stairs.”

“And the rest was history,” Jooyeon playfully added.

“So you’ve never talked to him since then?” Gunil questioned. You sighed, head dropping down to look at your feet.

“It’s not like I don’t want to, but I’ve never gotten an opportunity to,” you pouted. You kicked one of your feet out, lips pulling into a line.

~~~~

It seems like God has finally decided to bless you with the opportunity to speak to your campus crush again. You were currently in the library working on a project with your assigned partner, Jungsu.

“Oh, I invited my friend to join us. I hope that’s ok. He takes this class too, but a different period than us and his assigned partner has apparently decided that they want nothing to do with this project,” Jungsu informed you.

“That’s perfectly ok. I feel bad for your friend though. Having a no help project partner is the worst,” you say.

That’s when you see him enter the library, your campus crush. His red hair dye has faded into a ginger color. He has on a pair of glasses and is wearing a pink shirt with black and blue stripes and a white collar. At first you think that you’re lucky to be in the library at the same time as him. However, he walks right up to the table you and Jungsu are sitting at.

“Y/n this is my friend Hyeongjun.” After months of him being your campus crush you finally know his name, Hyeongjun.

“Oh, it’s you,” Hyeongjun said as he recognized you. A part of you, one that’s happy enough to make you smile because he remembers you, feels glad that he recognized you. While another makes a faint blush appear on your face because well he recognizes you as the person who tripped and fell on the stairs.

“You two know each other?” Jungsu asked.

“Oh, I tripped and fell on the stairs one time,” you sheepishly share. “He helped me.” You pointed to Hyeongjun as he took a seat next to Jungsu. Naturally you leave the part out where you’ve had a crush on him ever since.

“What a small world,” Jungsu remarks.

“How have you been?” Hyeongjun asked you as he got out his supplies. You can feel your heart flutter in your chest.

“I’ve been good. Thanks.” You couldn’t believe you were getting to have a proper conversation with him. “How have you been?” you returned the question.

“Pretty good. Well until my partner decided to ditch me.” He tilted his head to the side in annoyance.

“It’s alright, Jungsu and I can help you with it,” you state. Don’t get Jungsu wrong, he was more than willing to give Hyeongjun a hand. It was kinda the whole reason why he invited him to join you guys. Which is why he feels like he should be the one saying what you just said.

“I feel like I should be the one saying that,” he voiced his thoughts. His words make you panic slightly. Were you being too obvious about your feelings towards Hyeongjun?

“Ah, well he helped me once, so I should return the favor,” you said. Hoping that it sounds reasonable enough.

“Thanks, I appreciate that,” Hyeongjun smiled at you. You felt the butterflies dance in your stomach.

With that you and Jungsu got to work on your project while helping Hyeongjun along with his as well. As side conversations started to flow you got to know Hyeongjun a little better. Something you had been dying to do. You found out what music he listened to. What animes he liked to watch. How he occasionally baked in his free time. You even exchanged numbers. (It was under the guise of Jungsu telling you that Hyeongjun was better at explaining the material but it’s not like you cared.)

“So umm do you maybe want to do this again some time?” You feared you might have gotten a bit ahead of yourself as you watched Hyeongjun freeze. Mid way through putting his stuff away. Jungsu had already left a few minutes prior to go to his part time job. Leaving just you and Hyeongjun together.

“Like a study date?” You couldn’t read his expression and that made you more scared.

“Yeah like a study date,” you clarify. In the few beats of silence you regret everything. “Or not. I was just-” You began to retract your previous suggestion.

“I would like that,” Hyeongjun told you before you could finish. A smile breaks out across your face.

“Cool.” You tried to remain calm. Though on the inside you were definitely freaking out. “I’ll text you about it then.”

“Sounds good.” He nodded with a smile and oh how that smile was gonna be the death of you.

~~~

“I got his number! I got his number! I got his number!” You exclaimed to your friends. Literally jumping with joy once you met up with them as you all walked off campus.

“Slow down. You got whose number?” Jooyeon questioned.

“My campus crush! Whose name is Hyeongjun by the way,” you informed with a smile.

“Wait, you actually talked to him?” Jiseok became very interested in the conversation.

“Yes!” you beamed. “Apparently he’s the friend of my project partner, so we worked together in the library today. I got to know him more and he’s so amazing. Not that I didn’t think he wouldn’t be amazing, but it’s like he’s even better than I imagined. Oh! Oh! Oh! I’m not even to the best part. I asked him if he wanted to go on a date. Well not a date-date, but a study date and he agreed!” You were practically vibrating as you spoke.

Suddenly you feel a finger pressing into the side of your neck. You turn your head to see Gunil standing right beside you. He was making a hand gun right against your neck.

“What are you doing?” You gave him a weird look.

“Sedating you.” He pressed his fingers a bit more firmly into your neck while you rolled your eyes at him, smacking his hand away from you.

“Can I not be excited over getting to hang out with my crush?” You felt victimized.

~~~

Much to your liking, study dates between you and Hyeongjun had started to become a common occurrence. Allowing the pair of you to learn more and more about one another. They also had you falling more and more for Hyeongjun. You couldn’t help but think that Hyeongjun was falling for you too, at least a little. Because the more study dates the two of you had the less they became about actually studying. They were more just a reason to see one another. You did quite like the quiet ambience of the library. It made it easy for you and Hyeongjun to feel like you were in your own little corner of the world.

“So um I was wondering, do you maybe want to go on a study date, but without the study part?” Hyeongjun nervously fiddles with the strap of his bag.

“Like a date-date?” You wanted that more than anything, but you didn’t want to get too excited just in case.

“Yeah, like a date-date. A real date,” he clarified. A part of you wanted to scream because Hyeongjun was actually asking you out. You had to take a moment trying not to let your excitement burst out of you. It seems like Hyeongjun took this silence as a bad thing because he started to retract his words. “Or not. I was just-”

“I would like that,” you quickly spit out before he could finish.

~~~

“Oh, y/n I didn’t know that you had class on this side of campus today,” Gunil said.

“I don’t,” you smiled, eyes looking elsewhere. Right where the building rounded to be specific. This scenario felt all to familiar.

“Then why are you here?” Gunil asked, feeling confused.

“That’s why.” Jooyeon pointed as your campus crush rounded the corner. Except he’s not just a campus crush anymore. He’s your boyfriend. You happily get up from where you were seated, making your way over to Hyeongjun’s side, slinging your arms around his waist.

“You don’t have to walk all the way over here just for me,” he told you, briefly wrapping his arms around you back in a quick hug.

“Trust us you don’t need to worry about it. They’ve been doing this a very long time,” Jiseok cut in. When he, Jooyeon and Gunil joined the two of you.

“What?” Hyeongjun gave you a confused look.

“Oh you mean you didn’t tell him that you used to walk all the way over to this side of campus just to see him walk by?” Jooyeon acted innocent.

“Just to see who walk by?” Seungmin, a friend of Hyeongjun’s that you’ve become acquainted with, joined the conversation.

“Well,” you awkwardly chuckled and sent Jooyeon a death glare. “After you helped me that day on the stairs I may or may not have had a crush on you and would come here just to see you walk by,” you revealed.

“That’s funny because Hyeongjun used to wait right over there.” Seungmin pointed to a tree that was kinda far off. “Just to see you walk up the stairs,” he exposed.

Turns out you were Hyeongjun’s campus crush too. Ever since he helped you on the stairs that day.

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elllisaaa · 6 months ago

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I'LL MAKE YOU LOVE ME - H. HYEONGJUN

KINKTOBER DAY 30 - SCENT KINK

SUMMARY : you only see junhan as your roommate, and he knows it. you made it very clear by fucking with some guy when he's next door. but still, junhan cannot help his attraction to you, he cannot help sniffing your dirty panties and too bad that he didn't hid very well the last pair he stole, still covered in his cum. maybe that he picked your interest in the end.

-> pairing : roommate!hyeongjun x fem!reader

-> words count : 2k

-> genre : smut

-> warnings : sub!hyeongjun x mean dom!reader, hyeongjun is a pervert & jerks off with reader's panties, panty sniffing, scent kink, masturbation, mentions of oral (f. receiving), use of 'slut', handjob, face slapping, begging

+ the way i'm depicting hyeongjun does not represent him, it's only a work of fiction

-> 18+ content bellow, minors DNI

-> reblogs and feedbacks are appreciated ! sorry for any mistakes, english is not my first language.

-> masterlist | xdh masterlist | kinktober 2024

You had never planned on ever having a roommate during your college years. But being a little short on money, and being hit with the reality of the prices of apartments and the difficulty to find a good one made you quickly revise your judgement. That was how you found yourself living with Hyeongjun. Usually, you wouldn’t have paid him too much attention, he wasn’t the type of guy, or just person, you got along with. He was shy, pretty introverted and spent the majority of his time in his room, while you were social, went out every weekend with your friends and always needed to do something.

But despite your opposite natures, you still got along pretty well. Sometimes, Hyeongjun would leave some takeout in the fridge for you to eat when you came back from your nights out and you were craving something to munch on. And sometimes, you would invite him to spend the evening with you, watching movies or short series on the living room TV with some popcorn. Overall, you were glad that he wasn’t a frat boy and actually cleaned after himself, and you even came to like him as a friend as time passed.

Hyeongjun pretty much had the same opinion. He would’ve never had the courage to talk or even think of living with a girl like you if you hadn't been the first to text him about the free room in the apartment he was renting and that he was offering for a good price. You were so unlike him - confident, with an extended friend group. But mostly, you were pretty. So gorgeous. In other words, exactly his style. But he wasn’t about to tell you that. Never.

That was part of the reason why he stayed in his room most of the time - so that he wouldn’t cross paths with you too often and fall even deeper for someone who wasn’t attracted to him at all. You made this fact very clear the first time he heard you fuck with another guy next door. At first, he had cursed himself for agreeing on you bringing your hookups home sometimes. He hated to think that someone else was making you feel good, and he hated to see these guys the next morning. He would put on his headphones with metal music on the highest volume possible to drown out the sounds.

And then, little by little, he found himself sitting closer to the wall separating your two bedrooms, listening more closely to the noises you were making. He was embarrassed, for sure, but his raging erection was soon taking over everything. It started with simply palming his cock over his pants when you moaned louder, and then he became shameless enough to fully jerk off to you fucking other guys. The best part was when they were eating you out and he couldn’t hear them anymore, only your beautiful voice echoing in his mind as he cummed, biting down on his lip to not make any sound himself.

The next step of perversion and creepiness he reached were your panties. He stumbled on one of your lacy thongs as he was doing the laundry once, the fabric still a little damp as he assumed you must have put it in the bin only a few hours ago. The thought drove him crazy. Crazy enough to press his nose against the material, inhaling your scent and desperately moaning at it. His cock had been hard since he had seen your underwear, but now, he was undoubtedly leaking into his boxers. That was how he found himself jerking off with your panties for the first time, putting the soiled undergarments in the washing machine immediately as if to make all the proof of his nasty actions disappear.

But Hyeongjun couldn’t forget about the trembling orgasm he had that day, and about how good you smelled. He had always been obsessed with your scent - his cock getting hard when he went to take a shower just after you and that the smell of your vanilla shampoo was still lingering, his head spinning whenever you walked past him with your flowery perfume invading all his senses. He needed more. Way more.

He felt like a pervert when he willingly walked into your room to dig into your dirty clothes basket, trying to find one of your soiled panties. You had classes until very late that day, and Hyeongjun knew you wouldn’t be home for another hour at least. Hence why he was now holding another one of your lacy panties in his hands, immediately burying his nose in it to sniff it. A moan escaped his lips as soon as your scent invaded his senses, his cock hardening in his pants.

And he just couldn’t wait to be back in his room, he just had to touch himself right there, kneeling on your floor. He kept your panties pressed against his face as he started to palm his hard length over the material of his pants, uncontrollably whining at the friction and the smell of you. And he just couldn’t resist the urge to taste you either, so he stuck his tongue out to lick at the gusset. It wasn’t a fresh taste, but it was enough to make him moan louder and leak into his boxers. Every time he licked the piece of clothing, he went more cross-eyed, more disconnected from the real world. His orgasm crashed over him without any warning, and Hyeongjun just had enough time to slip your panties in his boxers, shooting his cum in the pink, lacy material.

And as he was starting to fully understand what he had just done, he heard your keys in the front door’s lock, indicating that you were home earlier than he thought you would, or that he had just spent too much time fantasizing about your pussy to really know how much time had gone by. Either way, he just had enough time to run back to his room before you entered the apartment, hiding your panties in a corner of his room and praying that you wouldn’t notice its disappearance until he had the time to do a load of laundry.

“- Hyeongjun, can you come here ?”

As Hyeongjun crossed the doorstep of his room, he discovered you standing in the middle of it, holding your pink panties still covered in his cum that he hadn’t had the time to wash. His cheeks immediately took a deep shade of red and his eyes opened wide, shame washing over him as he stood there, frozen, unable to utter any words.

“- What is this ?”

Your serious tone and expression made him all the more embarrassed, ashamed and disgusted by himself. He has such a pervert, but he didn’t have enough decency to not let you see how fucked in the head he was. And now you were going to hate him for sure, you were going to throw him out of the apartment and tell every one of his and your friends what he did, how much of a creep he was.

“- I… It’s… It’s not what it looks like…

- It’s not what it looks like ? Please, Hyeongjun, I’m not dumb. I know what you did. It is exactly what it looks like.”

His shaky and shy voice made a stark comparison with your assertive tone, and at that moment, he felt so small, so humiliated that he couldn’t even look at your face, even as you got closer to him, still holding your pair of soiled panties in between your fingers, forcing him to look at the proofs of how deranged he was.

“- So ? Are you just going to stand there and say nothing ?

- I… I’m s-sorry… I’m sorry…”

You laughed at him, the sound genuinely condescending and humiliating him further, but he had deserved it. So he just stood there, letting you push him back until he stumbled over his own feet and landed on the ground. And he just stayed there, looking up at you with his eyes filled up with unshed tears.

“- You’re sorry ? I find MY panties, in YOUR room, covered in YOUR cum, and all you have to say is that you are sorry ? This is pathetic.”

You were blatantly mocking him, but again, Hyeongjun felt like he had deserved it. And if it was what it took for you to not feel disgusted by him forever, he would sit here for three days and let you insult him all you wanted. But instead of doing that, you crouched down to his level, a mean glint in your eyes as you looked at him.

“- So fucking pathetic.

- I-I know, I know, I’m so sorry…”

You rolled your eyes at his renewed excuses - you had enough of that and of pretending that one sick, fucked up part of you didn’t like it. So instead of thinking about that, you forced your panties into Hyeongjun's mouth, effectively shutting him up as you landed a hand on his cock over his sweatpants, finding him already half-hard.

“- This is what you like, uh ? Being treated like a slut, like the pervert that you are ?”

Hyeongjun couldn’t talk because of your panties in his mouth, but you could still hear the muffled whines he produced as you touched him, his whole body squirming and trying to get away from your touch. But you weren’t going to let him. So instead of stopping this torture, you pushed down his sweatpants just enough to pull his cock out. You chuckled meanly at the sight of his red tip, already leaking in your hand.

“- And you’re so hard too, isn’t that so ridiculous, mh ?”

His eyes were closed, his brain unable to process what was going on. You didn’t slap his face or throw him out of the apartment, but you currently had his cock in your hands and your panties in his mouth. What he thought would become his worst nightmare, was in fact his wettest dream. But all reasonable thought was pushed out of his mind as you started to jerk him off, the pace of your fist quick and driving him crazy already.

“- All you need is for someone to touch your dick and suddenly you’re all dumb and you can’t talk ?”

He would’ve probably tried to answer something if he could have but your panties were still in his mouth, muffling his voice. But he could still feel your lingering taste on the material, mixing with his dried cum. And it was disgusting, the taste was much more bitter than a few days earlier obviously, but yet, it was enough to make him even more desperate. Suddenly, your panties were out of his mouth, and he felt your hand coming into contact with his cheek, slapping him hard enough to leave a red mark but Hyeongjun still moaned loudly, his voice a bit hoarse.

“- Speak now.

- Please… Please Y/N…

- Is that all you got to say ?”

And Hyeogjun wished he was still conscious enough to respond to you coherently, but he already felt so gone, so fucked out from your hands only. His moans and whimpers were slipping past his lips freely now, echoing in the room along with the lewd sound of your fist going up and down his leaking cock. You had that permanent smirk on your face that made Hyeongjun want to kiss it away, but you only leaned down so that your lips were inches away from his. And he was so focused on this that he didn’t see you grabbing your panties again, only realizing what you were doing when you wrapped your underwear around his dick and started to jerk him off again. He gasped loudly, and then followed a moan just as loud, and you just chuckled at his reaction.

“- Does that feel good Junnie ?

- Y-Yes…

- Good. Because this is the only thing you are going to have for the next week if you want a taste of this pussy.”

And the thought of finally tasting the real thing, of being able to smell you from the source was enough for Hyeongjun to nod and accept. If it was his only chance, he wasn’t going to waste it and he was going to make the most of it. Now that he had your attention, he intended to keep it all for himself. Forever.

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