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hormones - lhs

summary: you lash out at heeseung while dealing with hormones and feel bad || warnings: reader is on her period? || genre: fluff, established relationship || word count: approximately 495

I was completely not in the mood. Every little thing was irritating, the littlest inconvenience made me want to break down, all because of my stupid fucking hormones. I hate hormones.

I lay in bed when Heeseung walked into the room, having just gotten back from work.

"Hey, baby. You feeling okay?" Heeseung asks. It wasn't normal for you to be lying in bed so early.

"I'm fine." I say, not feeling the need to announce I was on my period.

"Are you sure? You're never in bed this early." Heeseung comments as he walks over to me and puts his hand on my hip as I lay on my side.

"I told you I was fine." I say in a raised voice, not even realizing I was raising my voice as I say that.

Heeseung's a little taken aback at the attitude but he doesn't say anything about it. He simply rubs your hip comfortingly before leaving the room, thinking it'd be best to give you some space right now.

Once he shuts the door and I sit there silently for a few moments, emotions hit me like a truck. The absence of him was making me feel worse and it was all because of me. He was simply trying to be a good boyfriend but I brushed him off. I could feel myself beginning to softly cry.

I get up from the bed and open the door, slowly making my way out to find my boyfriend. "Heeseung.." I call out after not seeing him in the living room.

"I'm in the kitchen, baby." He responds, not sounding as hurt as I thought he would. I enter the kitchen and see him holding a box of pasta in his hand, seemingly reading the back of the box. "I was just going to make you some pasta, pretty." Heeseung tells me in a soft voice as he puts the box down. He knew it was my favorite thing to eat, especially while on my period.

I sniffle back some tears as I walk over to him and hug him. He immediately reciprocates the hug, holding me close.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry I was so mean to you." I apologize as I rest my face against his chest.

"It's okay, Y/n. I know you're not feeling good right now." Heeseung tells me.

"It's not okay. That's not an excuse." I say.

Heeseung then slightly pulls away, making me look up at him. "No one's perfect, honey. I've taken stuff out on you before when upset when I didn't mean to. It's not okay but it happens. We're all human, you know?"

"I know.. but I'm still sorry." I reiterate.

"It's okay. Let me make some dinner. I'm sure it'll make you feel better." He says in a light tone, leaning down to give me a quick kiss before we both pull away from the hug and he goes to make me some pasta.

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HAMSTER HEESEUNG (2)

— main HYBRID masterlist

SUMMARY: how do you stop your heart beating erratically whenever heeseung stands close to you? should you even be letting him into your knowing your traumatic past with relationships.

WORD COUNT: 0.95K words

WARNINGS: mentions of past toxic relationship (the guy used to hurt you), shy shy heeseung

NOTE: AHHH this took too long🥲 this has been in my drafts since Feb 2023 so uhh yeah. the HYBRID series is still going to have slow updates as i am trying my best to write whenever i can. i believe my time will definitely be taken up more once i get my internship. hope you enjoyed this chapter though!!

after you had shortly left heeseung in the kitchen, you had turned on the air-conditioning. you could feel your heart racing quickly.

what should I do? plan? I should create a plan to make it seem like I am a good owner while somehow keeping distance with heeseung

“i think the water is overflowing." heeseung says. your eyes widened. you quickly ran to the kitchen and turned the fire off. the water simmering down as you let out a breath.

"i'm so sorry, i should have turn off the fire." heeseung's head drops. you sighed and went to touch his hair. your hands making contact with his ears. it twitches when you touched it.

"it's alright. i should have remembered to turn it off." the boy looks up at you and your heart drops when you noticed his glossy eyes. you instantly pulled him into a hug.

"hey, it's alright. it's not your fault."

"i just don't want to mess things up. i'm scared that you might not want me anymore." he sniffles. you ran your hand up and down his back to calm him down and you could feel him loosen up and finally wrap his arms around your waist.

"i'm not going to leave you, heeseung." you whisper. heeseung hides his face further into your neck and you blushed.

okay maybe there was no way out of this so you guess this was the only route to follow. you were going to allow heeseung into your heart.

"really?" he says.

"of course."

“thank you. you’re the first owner to say that.” heeseung mumbles quietly.

how dare those people…

“those people don’t deserve you. you’re strong for having to go through all the hardships.”

“t-thank you.” he says.

as you placed heeseung at arm’s length, you noticed the stray tears that fell onto his cheeks. you had reached up and wiped them away.

“I’ll be your guardian from now on. I’ll protect you and give you the love you deserve after all those horrible years.”

heeseung sniffles, his doe eyes staring back at you. “I’m a little scared b-but I’ll try.”

“you dont have to completely warm up to me, you can slowly do it. I understand it’s hard for you.” you say in the sweetest tone.

heeseung hums, “okay. I can try.”

you turned your head to look at the ramyeon. “ah right, the ramyeon. it’s probably too soft to eat now, I’ll just whip up a new batch. why don’t you go sit in the sofa for a bit?”

he didn’t move, it was almost like his legs were frozen. he shakes his head. “don’t wanna leave.”

“okay, then. you can stay and watch me. just sit at the table right there.”

he nods and sits there. despite him being a hamster hybrid, he sure acts like an obedient puppy. his ears twitch once the water starts boiling and you started making some fried eggs to add into the ramyeon. he looked excited, almost about to jump out of his seat as he waits for the food in anticipation.

you had plate the ramyeon and then placed it in front of him. “there. enjoy.” you smiled.

heeseung digs in, he hastily eats it since he was hungry. he chews on it, filling his cheeks with noodles. his cheeks round and rosy, just as he opens to speak, he starts to hicup. you hand him a cup of water so he could digest his food with.

“eat slowly, you’ll choke.” heeseung hums at your words. he eats slowly just like you said.

and then, the doorbell rang. his freezes, his heartbeat growing quicker.

“I’ll get the door, don’t worry and just eat.” you had reached up to give him a pet as you noticed his scared and confused look. he leans into your touch. you made your way to the door and just as you opened it, you heard a familiar voice that made you freeze.

“open the door. i know you're there.”

it sounded demanding. scary. you knew exactly who it was.

“w-who is that?” heeseung’s small voice appears next to you.

“oh umm…that’s my ex-boyfriend. we can just ignore him.” just as you finished your words, your ex-boyfriend pounds on the door. it startles both you and heeseung. the poor hamster boy clenches his fist.

“he’s scary. are you sure he’s not going to break down the door.”

“he might at this rate. how about you stay in my room, okay? it’s the one to the left with some fake leaves on the wall.”

“okay.” heeseung shyly says. he goes over to your bedroom and you breathed in before opening the door. your ex-boyfriend, minjun, was halfway about to pound on the door again.

“what do you want?” you asked him.

“you weren’t answering and I was worried.” minjun nonchalantly says as he folds his arms.

“we aren’t together anymore so why should you care?”

"we aren't together?" it was like a dark cloud loomed over him, he smirks and steps closer towards you. "what do you mean we aren't together anymore, baby? we never broke up, unless i said we could."

your heart rate accelerates quickly, his hands ready to reach up and hit you as he always had during the toxic relationship. however, before he could even lay a hand on you, someone grabs his arm and towers over him.

it was heeseung

he had come to save the day. something weird about it was, there was no sign of the kind and shy heeseung behind his dark and scary eyes. all that was left was rage, anger and a murderous glint. it kinda scared you a little, what happened to the cute and adorable hamster boy?

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round two — l.hs

PAIRING: virgin!heeseung x experienced!reader (afab) GENRE: smut (minors dni), fluff if you squint WARNINGS: sub!heeseung, dom!reader, loss of virginity, oral sex (m. receiving), slight corruption kink, cursing WORD COUNT: 2k  A/N: my very first piece of enha writing! all reactions are welcome, but reblogs and comments/feedback are especially appreciated!

“Please, I’m ready. Can’t wait any longer. Need it right now,” he whined. Heeseung was squirming underneath you, skin hot to the touch as you were perched on top of his lap, pulling his briefs off.

His dick sprung up as you pulled the waistband down. Your eyes widened as you focused on how red his dick is, precum leaking from his tip onto his toned stomach. You don’t think you’ve ever seen him this hard before and your core was throbbing at the sight of it.

“Baby, look at how excited you are,” you cooed. “Is this all for me?” you asked, even though you already knew the answer.

He looked up at you, eyes briefly moving toward your lips before he remade eye contact. His lips formed a subtle pout, embarrassed about being so worked up, and even more embarrassed about being an inexperienced virgin. 

He reached for your wrist and grabbed it, attempting to move it to his cock for some sort of relief. He didn’t break eye contact with you, and you found it achingly cute how desperate he was for the smallest amount of friction.

You knew how inexperienced he was; he didn’t keep it a secret. From the first time you brought your lips to his, you could tell he had never been kissed before. It took quite some time to build Heeseung’s confidence and courage to where it was now, and he was grateful that you had been so patient with him, despite you being much more experienced. 

You thought his innocence was anything but embarrassing, though. It was endearing to you. You loved whenever he would look at you with his big, shiny doe eyes. You loved that he trusted you with his body and his heart, and he was sure he wouldn’t want to give his virginity to anyone but you.

You began to place open mouthed kisses along his neck, working your way down to his tip resting against his lower belly. You took a kittenish lick at the pooling precum as he inhaled sharply, squeezing his eyes shut at the feeling.

“Is this okay, Heeseung?” you asked, beginning to wrap your mouth around the head of his cock. You twirled your tongue around, slowly lowering your mouth until you reached about halfway down his length.

“No, I m-mean, yes. No, wait- oh god, I don’t wanna cum like this.” He placed his hands on your shoulders, pulling you off his cock. You gave him a look of worry, afraid you’d gone too far.

His eyes were trained on the trail of saliva that formed between your lips and his cock.

“Sorry. I just meant… I want to do the real thing this time. I want you- I wanna make you feel good too,” he slowly trailed off. “But I also, yeah… I just want it really badly. Please.” he whimpered, eyes cloudy and lidded.

“Poor baby just wants me to sit on his cock, yeah? Desperate to cum?” He let out a throaty groan at your words, turning to the side as he felt the heat creep up to his neck and face. 

You were far from composed yourself, however. You were just as desperate, if not more, to sit on his cock and ride it like your life depended on it. You wanted to milk every possible moan and whimper out of Heeseung, for him to experience the most intense pleasure of his life.

You reached over to the bedside table and pulled a condom out from the drawer. You held the packet to Heeseung’s lips and watched his front teeth bite the corner while you slowly pulled down and tore the wrapper open. His sultry look paired with the erotic act of opening the condom had your panties sticking to your folds. 

He let out small grunts as you rolled the condom down his cock, pressing against the base. You got up onto your knees, aligning your entrance with his tip after taking off your underwear and throwing it somewhere across the room.

“Just sit back and relax, okay? I promise I’ll make you feel good.” you whispered against his ear, licking along the shell.

You slowly pushed down, feeling a bit of a stretch. Since you met Heeseung a few months ago, you hadn’t slept with anyone else, and even the stretch of two of his fingers was nowhere near the girth of his cock.

Just as you slid down past the tip, Heeseung let out a moan that sounded like he’d been holding his breath for the past ten seconds. A string of whimpers and soft curses flew from his mouth. He grabbed your thighs and slowed you to a stop.

You attempted to kiss him to distract him, but he kept pulling away to moan against your lips.

“You’re so warm and tight, fuck.” His grip on your thighs tightened before he leaned forward to suck at your chest over your shirt.

You threw your shirt over your head and Heeseung moaned as he swirled his tongue around the skin of your right nipple, a hand groping your left breast and tweaking the bud between his fingers.

“‘m gonna cum if you keep going,” he murmured against your skin. “Can you stay with just the tip for a bit?”

You nodded, pulling off slightly and rubbing your folds along the sides of his cock. You were becoming more and more impatient, desperate for some friction against your clit as you waited for Heeseung to give you the green light.

He continued to nip between your breasts and run his tongue along your skin. After a few minutes, his breaths became less rapid and the twitches of his tip inside you less frequent.

“I think I’m good now,” he said. “Go slow though, please. I wanna make this feel good for you too.”

You brushed your finger through his hair and cupped his cheeks lovingly before you slowly begin to bounce up and down on the top half of his length, your wetness creating a glossy coat on the condom.

Heeseung had his eyes squeezed shut below you, mouth open and letting out some of the prettiest whines you’ve ever heard. He took his bottom lip in between his teeth, biting until his lips are wet and puffy.

You were so wet that you were practically slipping up and down his dick, but you tried not to let your resolve fade.

“Baby, you’re already such a mess and I’ve barely taken you halfway,” you let out, reaching up to pinch at your nipples. “Didn’t you say you wanted to make me feel good?”

“Y-yes, I do, I’m sorry, it just feels so good. You’re so soft and warm, I can’t h-help it,” he breathed.

“Looks like I might have to do some of the work myself,” you hummed, reaching down to thumb at your clit instead.

“N-no! No, wait-” he stopped you before your fingers reach your clit. What you didn’t expect next was for Heeseung to grab onto your waist and push you down, sinking down on the rest of him all at once.

“F-Fucking hell! Oh fuck..” The most guttural moan tumbled past his lips; you’d never heard him moan like this before. The sound shot straight down to your core and his hands from your waist flew to claw at the sheets.

You felt like heaven around him, velvety and hot, like liquid gold. He swore he could never go back after feeling you engulf him so wholly. After this, Heeseung was sure he’d be addicted to the feeling of your pussy hugging his dick and clenching around it.

You felt him twitch inside of you before groaning into your neck, sucking on the skin from your neck to your collarbone.

“Fuck, Heeseung, you’re so big. You’re stretching me out so well. I can feel you so deep inside me.” He filled you up so snugly, like his cock was made to fit inside your pussy. You wanted to ride him so badly, beginning to rise up onto your knees again.

“Don’t move, please. Feels too good, ‘m gonna cum. Don’t wanna cum yet,” he whined into your ear, hugging your waist.

You couldn’t care less at this point. If you didn’t start moving, you would never get the release you wanted. You rose up and down on his cock, watching as Heeseung’s jaw clenched and unclenched, eyes squeezed shut.

Sweat beads were starting to form along his forehead from holding back from cumming. The pleasure was too much for him, laying his head down onto the pillow behind him. 

His hips twitched as he let out moan after moan. He reached his fingers to your clit to help you to your orgasm, desperate to get you off so he could cum with you.

“Fuck, Heeseung, that’s so good,” you moaned, throwing your head back as you continuously rocked back and forth against him, legs beginning to feel sore. You clenched around him as he thumbed at your clit, both of you moaning at the pleasure.

“You’re so good to me, y/n, thank you, thank you, oh f-fuck, I need to cum so badly, please,” he pleaded. 

You could tell he was getting close by the way his abdomen was clenching and his hips were twitching underneath you. You slowed down as you could feel your own climax slowly building up, not wanting to cum quite yet. 

Heeseung took this as a chance to toy with your clit more, speeding up the movements of his fingers, your moans increasing in volume.

“Oh shit, Heeseung! That’s so good, baby, just like that- fuck!” you leaned forward to place your hands on his chest as you felt the knot in your stomach quickly building. With a particular bump against your clit, you flew forward onto Heeseung, walls spasming and clenching around him as the knot inside you snapped.

You moaned against his ear, causing Heeseung’s hips to buck up into you, finally chasing his own high. His arms found their way around your waist again, his groans growing high pitched. You continued to push back down onto him as you came down from your own high, wanting to help him with his. His teeth grazed along your collarbones and you audibly squeaked when you felt him fill the condom and bite down on your neck simultaneously.

He groaned and whimpered against your skin, a string of curses following. You shuddered against him as you both came down from your highs, his hips still occasionally twitching against yours.

You brought your head up and peered down at him. His bangs covered his forehead and bits of his eyes, which looked up at you lovingly. He truly had stars in his eyes and you had never felt so special before this soft, dream-like boy trusted you with his entirety.

“I’m so proud of you, pretty boy.” you whispered against his lips. He blushed at the new nickname and hid his face in your hair. “You did so well for me, and you made me feel so good.”

“I can do even better next time, I promise y/n. I’ll try to last longer. And I’ll make you cum multiple times, and we can go two- or even three rounds,” he rushed. You laughed, brushing his cheek with your thumb.

“Heeseung, no- it’s okay. We have all the time in the world. We can take it step by step. We could even go without a condom next time, if you wa-”

“Wo-woah, what? Without a condom?” He sat up against you, pupils blown wide with a hint of curiosity laced with something else you couldn’t quite place your finger on. You winced as he moved around while still being inside of you.

“Yeah, I’m on birth control. I just chose to go with a condom so you had something to look forward to for next time,” you chuckled amusingly.

“Oh fuck, sorry…” he whispered as his face visibly reddened. You weren’t sure what he was apologizing for until you felt him slowly harden inside of you.

He looked at you sheepishly before you pulled him into a heated kiss. In between catching breaths, you mouthed against his lips, “How about we go for that round two right now? Without a condom?”

He threw his head back in a moan.

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GAME OVER ! ― part one

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↳ PAIRING: lee heeseung x fembodied!reader

↳ SUMMARY: by accidentally ruining heeseungs chances of getting laid, you slowly but successfully start tearing down his reputation. heeseung, however, isn’t going to let it pass that easily.  

↳ WORDCOUNT: 13,4k

↳ WARNINGS: alcohol consumption, brief mention of someone vomiting, smut! fingering, brief marking minors dni! let me know if there’s anything else i should add.

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HEESEUNG COULDN’T EXACTLY PINPOINT THE EXACT MOMENT THE TWO OF YOU BECAME ENEMIES.

To him, it didn’t really matter. He didn’t even really see you as an enemy to begin with, you were just an extremely easy target, making it almost too easy for him to annoy - sometimes even humiliate you throughout the years; something he enjoyed doing maybe a little too much.

You, on the other hand? You knew exactly when Heeseung became your number one enemy.

You’d like to think that if Heeseung never slipped you that note in math class back in middle school, maybe you and Heeseung wouldn’t be where you were today. But sadly, Heeseung did slip you that note in math class and twelve-year-old you stupidly opened that note.

Maybe if you just threw that note away instead of reading it, you wouldn’t have to go through years of enduring Lee Heeseungs stupid ways of ticking you off. Maybe, just maybe, you would have avoided the incident that changed your and Heeseungs relationship for all eternity. But you were twelve years old, after all, and which twelve-year-old wouldn’t become curious if the cutest boy in their class slipped them a note?

Well, curiosity killed the cat. It didn’t make sense as to why the whole class was looking at you in anticipation, nor did it make sense as to why Lee Heeseung had just slipped you a note asking you to go out with him. He had never paid much attention to you before, so why would he suddenly be asking you, someone who he’d spoken to about three times in total, out?

Oh, how you wished it would’ve stayed that way.

The picture of his stupid grin as you walked up to him after class was practically burned into your mind at this point, holding the note in your hands as you told him your answer. Of course you said yes, who wouldn’t? 

And as his loud laugh, the laugh you swore made your stomach turn inside out, echoed through the hallway, pointing his finger at you with his friends laughing alongside him; Lee Heeseung became your number one enemy.

Your classmates got over the whole thing quickly, only having to endure a couple of days of their endless teasing about you actually believing he was serious when he asked you out. Middle school was hectic, and by the following Monday morning, the whole school had long forgotten about your embarrassment. Heeseung, however? He was not going to forget about it that easily.

The look on your face as he told you it was just a joke was something Heeseung would remember for the rest of his life. The way your ears turned red from sheer embarrassment and how you quickly ran off with your hair covering your face, was most definitely the funniest thing 12-year-old him had experienced; not even Sunghoon tripping on his own shoelaces during soccer practice could beat the look on your face.

That’s when Heeseung made it his number one goal in life to make your life as miserable as possible.

And he most certainly did not disappoint. From shaking your bottle of coke during lunch without you noticing it only for you to get sprayed the second you twisted the lid open, to accidentally tripping you in the hallways; he did all of it, just to see the furious expression on your face.

As high school came around, you couldn’t be more relieved. After having to put up with Heeseung for years on end, you would finally be free; a completely new school, with new friends, new teachers, and most importantly, no Heeseung.

But as you walked through the doors of what you had pictured as heaven, a place where you could finally breathe without having to look behind your shoulder every step you took; your whole world came crumbling down and so did your dreams of having a peaceful high school experience. 

With his stupid grin and his hands shoved down the pockets of his jeans, Lee Heeseung stared at you as you walked through the doors; the sparkle in his stupid doe eyes telling you everything you needed to know. At that moment, it became clear to you that getting rid of Heeseung wouldn’t be as easy as you had originally thought.

Not only did you have to endure another four years of Heeseung endless torment, but the boy also had decided to step it up compared to his childish middle school tactics. You were now in high school, and tripping you in the hallways no longer sounded appealing to Heeseung. So with his newfound status as a popular high school boy, he decided to do what people with that kind of status do best; spreading rumors.

As the news reached everyone else, it also eventually reached you. The news got everyone whispering as you walked down the halls, small giggles leaving the girls' lips and boys rolling their eyes as you walked by; leaving you completely clueless.

Until the amazing news of you being all over Heeseung at a party he attended the weekend before, a party you never even sat foot in; a party you didn’t even know existed reached you that being said. You had been quick to storm off, looking for the culprit himself, only for him to laugh in your face as you approached him. Apparently seeing the furious look on your face was amusing to him, like he hadn’t just ruined your entire high school experience. ‘’What? I’m not going to hook up with you if that’s why you’re here, I thought I made that clear at the party.’’ Had been his exact words, that shit-eating grin accompanying his words as he spoke.

For the entire four years, the four years that were supposed to be the prime time of your youth, that one rumor haunted you. All thanks to Lee Heeseung, your teenage fantasy came crashing down two weeks into your freshman year; no one forgot about the fact that 16-year-old you had tried getting in someone's pants the second you entered high school, not even four years later when the 18-year-old you graduated. 

So when you entered college, you knew better than to expect a peaceful college experience. In some way, you were thankful you had mentally prepared yourself for Lee Heeseung to magically appear. Because if you hadn’t, you probably would’ve gone insane the moment you realized that Lee Heeseung would as a matter of fact be attending the very same college as you.

Something you however forgot to prepare yourself for, the most important thing to every boy attending college; what they would personally describe as the prime of their youth - fraternities.

Now, the fraternities itself wasn’t really the problem.

Sure, you never found it very appealing, not really understanding the thrill of living with a bunch of other men which you would call your brothers and using the precious fratboy term as an excuse for their shitty grades. Everything for the brotherhood, right?

But no, that still wasn’t the problem. The problem?

Lee Heeseung. More specifically, Lee Heeseung joining a fraternity.

With his tall figure and the doe eyes that every girl seemed to love, it wasn’t exactly hard for Heeseung to join a fraternity, any fraternity as a matter of fact. The fraternities wanted Heeseung more than Heeseung wanted them it seemed, while the other boys had to fight for their lives to prove themselves worthy, to even get to the recruitment part - Heeseung had every single fraternity in his Instagram DMs; practically begging him to join them.

And so he did. 

Overnight, Heeseung went from the cute, lanky popular high school boy to your typical frat boy. He was still the very same Heeseung, he still wore the same grin as he walked down the hallways and he still wore the same dangly earring in his left ear; the same earring he had worn every day ever since he was a freshman in high school. Most importantly, however, was the fact that he was still the very same jerk, just worse. Much worse.

You guessed that it was the frat boy status that got to his head, when the attention he already received during his high school years almost tripled. Maybe it was all thanks to the number of people that showed up to the parties Heeseung and his stupid fraternity threw.

Which brings you to your current situation, sitting on a couch in someone's living room with loud music blasting through the room - a red cup in one of your hands and a very drunk girl hanging off your other arm. You had stopped listening to the girl rambling a long time ago, tuning out her voice as you sipped on the alcoholic beverage you had grabbed from some random kid standing in the kitchen.

You had no idea who the drunk girl sitting beside you was, nor did you know how much she had had to drink. But judging from the way she had practically tripped on nothing but air and from the way she had giggled with her eyes half shut when she apologized, she definitely had one too many drinks that night.

Not only had she clung onto your arm like the two of you had known each other for years, like you were a friend she hadn’t seen in a long time - when in reality, you had never even seen her before; but she also decided to go on a long rant. What the rant was about, however, was something you could not answer.

You were already uncomfortable as it was, being dragged to a party against your own will. Not necessarily because you didn’t feel like going to a party, no, that wasn’t the case.

You enjoyed partying. It was fun and you usually had a blast, as long as there was no one around to ruin your night. That special someone being no other than Lee Heeseung, of course. And with tonight's party being hosted by no other than Lee Heeseung and his stupid fraternity, you just couldn't bring yourself to enjoy it.

How could you, when Heeseung was lingering right around the corner, ready to ruin your whole night with a simple grin?

And an incredibly drunk girl telling you her whole life story only made the party even less appetizing. ‘’But I just don’t know how to get his attention, like why is he after my best friend and not me?’’ The girl whined beside you, causing you to hum in response; pretending like you were actually listening to anything she was saying as you scanned the room, looking for a way out of the situation you currently found yourself in.

‘’Do you have any tips for me? To like, get his attention or something’’

‘’Get who’s attention?’’

You immediately realized what you had just said, your eyes widening as your gaze shifted over to the girl now leaning on your shoulder. You practically just gave it away that you hadn’t been listening to a single word that had left her lips for the past thirty minutes.

She just stared at you for a moment with her eyebrows furrowed together, her eyelids still heavy before a giggle left her lips. ‘’Heeseung, stupid! I’ve been talking about him the entire night, were you not listening to me?’’

An uncomfortable chuckle left your lips as you shifted your gaze away from the girl once again as she playfully hit your arm. ‘’No, I have,’’ You tried defending yourself. ‘’I just forgot his name and needed you to remind me.’’

You almost laughed at your own lie as soon as it left your lips. Like you needed any reminding of who Lee Heeseung was. The girl beside you, however, seemed to believe your lie as yet another giggle trailed off her lips. ‘’Don’t be silly, I know you know who he is!’’ 

Her words caused you to once again look her way, now it was your turn to furrow your eyebrows in confusion. She just looked up at you with a grin spread across her lips, still holding onto your arm. ‘’What do you mean?’’ You asked. There was no way this random girl knew that you had known Heeseung almost your entire life, considering the fact that you only met her for the first time tonight. ‘’Well,’’ She sighed, finally letting go of your arm as she sat up straight for the first time since she slumped down next to you.

‘’I know you hooked up with him back in high school or whatever,’’

Your jaw almost hit the floor as soon as the words left her lips. When did the rumor of you allegedly trying to hook up with him turn into you actually hooking up with him? ‘’I what?’’ You almost stuttered as you spoke, the shock causing you to stumble over your own words. She nodded eagerly, the same grin still plastered on her lips. ‘’C’mon, it’s not like it’s a secret! Everyone knows you were like, one of the first girls he ever hooked up with,’’

You almost felt the need to pinch yourself, trying to figure out if this was some sick joke or not. One of the first girls he hooked up with? ‘’No, I never h-’’

‘’You don’t have to act like you didn’t, I mean, look at him! Who wouldn’t want to hook up with him?’’ She interrupted you before you even had a chance to deny the words coming out of her mouth, a sigh trailing off her lips as she finished speaking; her head hitting your shoulder once again. ‘’Isn’t he just so dreamy?’’

With one of her arms now extended, her index finger pointed toward something, or someone in the crowd. Your eyes followed her finger, your eyes eventually landing on the one and only, Heeseung himself.

Leaning against the wall, one hand shoved down the front pockets of his black jeans and a cap sitting on top of his head; his upper body leaning down as he spoke to the girl standing right in front of him. You could see him grinning as he whispered something into the girl's ear, the grin you swore you hated more than anything on the entire planet, causing you to clench your jaw in disgust the second he trailed his fingertips up and down the poor girl's bare arm, the girl you assumed to be the drunk girl sitting beside you’s best friend. 

Not only had he made people believe you tried hooking up with him, but apparently that the two of you actually hooked up. A sour taste filled your mouth as you saw the girl across the room giggle into his touch, his eyes glued to her like she was the most delicious thing he had ever seen. 

The lustful look on his face only made you even angrier. Someone needed to humble him, and they needed to humble him badly. ‘’So do you have any tips or not? Since you’ve already been with him, you probably know what he likes and stu-’’

‘’He’s shit in bed.’’

The words slipped out of your mouth before you could even think, taking yourself by surprise. Instant regret hit you, fighting against the urge to slap yourself across the face as you realized what had just left your lips. You could tell by the way the girl suddenly sat up straight that your words surprised her just as much as they had surprised you. ‘’What?’’

You considered just laughing off, telling her you were just joking and that she should just go for it. But with your eyes still glued to Heeseung standing across the room with his hand now placed firmly on her waist, disgust once more filled your senses. That’s when the idea popped into year head. ‘’Yeah, like he’s really bad, he has no idea what he’s doing,’’ You continued speaking, looking over at the now shocked girl.

Her eyelids were no longer droopy like they had been a few minutes earlier, her eyes now wide open as she stared at you in pure shock. ‘’But,’’ She stuttered, almost like she refused to believe your words. ‘’Everyone says he’s like a sex god or something!’’ She blurted out. A dry chuckle left your lips as you shook your head. ‘’Heeseung? He’s the furthest thing possible from a sex god.’’

The girl sitting beside you only stared at you for a moment, her lips parted in shock before leaning back on the couch; mumbling something indistinctive under her breath. ‘’Are you sure? The two of you hooked up in high school after all, maybe he’s gotten better?’’

Your eyes darted over to the wall which Heeseung was leaning against once again, a small grin forming on your lips as you spotted him now pressing kisses against the girl's neck. ‘’We’ve hooked up in college too,’’ You let out. ‘’And he’s still just as bad.’’

If Heeseung got to ruin your reputation, not only in high school but apparently in college as well, it was only fair that you got to tear his reputation down as well. What could such a little lie possibly do to his indestructible reputation, anyways?

The girl beside you let out a gasp before slapping one of her hands over her mouth, her eyes darting over to Heeseung as well. ‘’But there’s just no way,’’ She mumbled, leaning forwards as she kept her eyes glued on the boy standing across the room. ‘’Like bad how, exactly?’’

‘’Like can’t make girls cum at all type of bad.’’

Another gasp left the girl's lips as you brought the red cup you had been holding in your hand this entire time to your lips, a small smile still plastered on your lips as you sipped on the alcohol. ‘’But everyone says he’s amazing,’’ She mumbled, her eyes gaze shifting over to you. Another chuckle left your lips as you shook your head in response. ‘’Well, that’s just what Heeseung wants everyone to believe,’’ You replied, leaning back on the couch.

‘’Have you ever heard another girl saying that he’s good?’’

Your eyes met the girl's eyes, silence falling upon the two of you for a moment as she thought about your question. You had no idea if she was just drunk and going with whatever you were saying or if she had actually never heard another girl saying that Lee Heeseung was in fact a sex god, but you had to hold back a laugh as she shook her head in disbelief. ‘’You’re right, I don’t think I have.’’

Was he really that bad?

‘’Exactly.’’ You chuckled. ‘’He just wants everyone to believe he’s some type of sex god, when in reality he doesn’t even know how to finger a girl.’’

In reality, you had no idea what Heeseung was like in bed. As a matter of fact, you didn’t even want to know; but you could sure as hell pretend like you knew. And in your head, his good looks were incredibly deceiving as there was actually no way Lee Heeseung knew how to satisfy a girl. Not with that foul mouth of his.

‘’Oh my god,’’ the girl mumbled under her breath, her eyes still wide from the sudden shock of having her whole image of the Lee Heeseung being ripped to pieces. ‘’I can’t let my best friend hook up with him then!’’ Her words made you chuckle as you looked over at Heeseung once again. 

A small smirk formed on your lips as you watched the girl stumbling across the room, making her way towards where her best friend and Heeseung were standing; his head dipped in the crock of her neck. The girl grabbed her friend's arm, the way she practically ripped her away from Heeseung's grip almost made you laugh out loud as you watched Heeseung stare at the two walking away from him with a confused look plastered on his face.

Game over, Lee Heeseung.

‘’You what?’’

The boy sitting in front of you almost choked on his drink as you told him what had gone down the previous weekend. ‘’I hope I ruined his chances of getting laid that night.’’ You chuckled as you shook your head, remembering the look on Heeseungs face as his potential hook up was ripped away from him. 

‘’This isn’t about him getting laid or not Y/N, why would you even tell someone you hooked up with him in the first place? Like the rumor wasn’t bad as it was,’’ Sungchan exclaimed, his eyes wide as he stared at you. You just rolled your eyes in response, crossing both your arms over your chest.

Sungchan wasn’t wrong. He had been there with you in high school when Heeseung first started spreading the rumor of you being all over him at some party. Sungchan was also the only one who believed you when you said it wasn’t true, considering the fact that he had been with you the entire night you were supposedly at the party as Heeseung claimed you were. 

‘’The girl was drunk, like out of her mind drunk. I don’t think she even remembers speaking to me.’’

The boy sitting across the table from you let out a sigh, shaking his head. ‘’It’s gonna bite you in the ass, I’m telling you.’’ He mumbled, raising both his eyebrows as he spoke. You just stared at him, shooting him a sarcastic smile. ‘’C’mon, you can’t deny that it was a good way of ruining his night though.’’

A chuckle left Sungchans lips as he leaned forwards, wrapping his fingers around the drink placed in front of him. ‘’I guess it was.’’ His words caused a grin to form on your lips, leaning forwards; wrapping your own hands over his which was still wrapped around the plastic bottle. ‘’Of course it was, otherwise I wouldn’t have done it smartass.’’

Sungchan chuckled as he spotted the playful grin on your face, pushing your hands off his own. ‘’Careful, you don’t want people thinking you’re trying to get me into bed as well.’’

You met Sungchan in biology class on the first day of your freshman year in high school. The Sungchan you met back then however, was nothing like the Sungchan sitting in front of you now. 

The Sungchan you met back in high school was nothing but a quiet, introverted and awfully shy kid. You, however, were so excited to make new friends that you had practically forced yourself onto the poor boy as you got assigned to sit next to him in biology. 

Looking back, you almost cringed whenever your mind flashed back to your first encounter with the boy. He had stared at you like you were crazy for talking to him, something you completely missed back then. You were just so excited to make new friends, someone who didn’t know you from middle school.

But no matter how cringe it was looking back at it, you were thankful you actually did speak to him. And you knew Sungchan was just as thankful. In a way, Sungchan had you to thank for turning him into the boy sitting in front of you today. 

Only within the first couple of months of your blossoming friendship Sungchan went from the introverted and lanky high school kid to this new almost extroverted and cheerful kid. Not necessarily because you were the most extroverted kid ever, but mainly because the friendship the two of you shared was so genuine. It was his first time ever sharing that kind of friendship with someone, as well as your first time.

Rolling your eyes once again at his witty reference, you playfully hit his arm. ‘’In your wildest dreams.’’

Not only had your best friend dramatically changed in terms of personality, but lookswise as well. He was no longer that lanky, almost awkward looking boy he used to be, he was more mature looking now. Sure, he still had that boyish look to him, but it was nothing compared to what he used to look like. 

His shoulder had gotten significantly broader and his jawline had gotten more defined as the years passed, and you almost even dared to call him handsome. 

Or you knew he was. There was no dancing around it, he was attractive. And if it wasn’t because of the relationship the two of you shared, maybe you would’ve actually considered hooking up with him one day; if you weren’t best friends, that being said. But you were, and there was no way you’d ever even consider it.

You realized you had been staring at the boy sitting across from you for a little too long, snapping out of your wandering thoughts as you unlocked your phone laying on the table in front of you to check the time. ‘’I need to go, I need to use the bathroom before my next class starts.’’

Sungchan nodded in response, shooting the drink in front of him across the table, the plastic bottle grabbing your attention; a confused look plastered on your face it slid across the table. ‘’Take it, in case you get thirsty during class.’’

A small grin replaced the confused look on your face as you stood up, grabbing the already half-empty drink. ‘’Be careful, we don’t want people to think you’re in love with me or something.’’ You winked, causing Sungchan to roll his eyes as he pretend to gag. ‘’Don’t make me take it back,’’ he warned you, causing you to quickly shove it down your bag. ‘’See you after class, Chan!’’ You exclaimed, already walking away from the table; waving him goodbye with a smirk on your face, watching as he shook his head before going back to eating his food.

With one earbud placed inside of your ear and the other hanging down your body, you walked through the hallways; music blasting through your headphones as you made your way toward the bathrooms.

The hallways were almost always empty at this time of the day, with every student busy eating their lunches. Lunchtime was always your favorite time of the day, mainly because you got to hang out with Sungchan but also because everything felt almost peaceful.

No one could've prepared you for how noisy college would be. You thought nothing could top the high school corridors, with a bunch of teenage boys yelling and fighting each other in the hallways and girls giggling while gossiping about something on their phones. You were fully convinced that college would be nothing like that, because when you enter college you’re no longer a kid. You’re grown, and the boys no longer fight in the hallways and the girls no longer stand huddled together against the lockers.

You were wrong.

Even though it was nothing like it was in high school, the boys no longer argued about football practice, and the girls no longer gossiped about the cute boys; in a way, maybe it was just like high school. But football got replaced by arguments consisting of when they should host their next frat party and the giggling about cute boys got replaced by gossiping about how the fratboys fucked their brains out. 

Maybe college was just like high school after all. But that’s why you appreciated lunchtime, because the hallways felt awfully quiet for the first and only time during the day. Today, for example.

You couldn’t help but nod your head to the beat of the song blasting through your headphones, enjoying the peace and quiet as you walked down the empty hallway. That was until you heard distant arguing over your loud music, that being said.

Just as you were about to turn the corner, your steps came to a halt. Your eyebrows furrowed together as you slowly pulled your earbud out of your ear, lowering the volume as you tried to make out where the arguing came from; wanting to avoid bumping into a group of friends arguing, or even worse - a couple arguing.

That’s when you heard a familiar voice. The voice made you raise your eyebrows, your lips parting as you pressed your back against the lockers behind you; trying your best to hide yourself so the people arguing further down the hall wouldn’t notice your presence.

You listened intensely, trying your best to make out what the people were saying. But most of all, you were desperately trying to figure out whose familiar voice it was you were hearing. It was a voice you knew all too well, and the voice almost sent shivers down your spine, yet you just couldn’t figure out who it belonged to. 

You know you shouldn’t look, you really shouldn’t. It’s none of your business, and you don’t want to make it your business either. But curiosity got the best of you and you can’t help but slowly peek from behind the lockers as discreetly as you possibly can, only to get a glimpse of the people arguing.

As soon as your eyes land on the figures standing further down the hall you realize just why the voice sounded so familiar to you. His lanky figure was leaning against the lockers, a girl standing in front of him with her back facing you, playing with her fingers nervously behind her back. You immediately recognized the boy as Heeseung, and the girl, well, as the girl from the party the previous weekend.

The girl you had ruined his chances of getting into bed with.

Your back hit the lockers behind you once again as you slapped your hand over your mouth to prevent a gasp from leaving your lips, your eyes wide as you realized the situation unfolding right in front of you.

You couldn’t help but notice the look in his eyes during the quick glance you got at him. His big doe eyes were no longer sparkling like they normally did, no, instead he almost looked sad. Something you had never seen before, something you didn’t even think Heeseung was capable of feeling.

‘’I just don’t get it Yunjin,’’ Heeseung let out, both frustration and hurt lingering in his voice as he spoke. You discreetly peeked your head around the lockers once again, trying your best to remain quiet so they wouldn’t notice you literally spying on their ongoing discussion. Heeseung dragged one of his hands through his hair in annoyance, his eyes still glued to the shorter girl standing in front of him.

‘’It’s just, I don’t think this is going to work out,’’ The girl whose name you noted to be Yunjin let out nervously, still playing with her fingers behind her back. ‘’But why? Where is this coming from?’’ Heeseung pressed, his eyebrows slightly furrowed together as he spoke.

Your lips slightly parted as you listened to the two speaking, your eyebrows slightly furrowing together as well as you tried figuring out what was going on. What was Heeseung doing standing in the middle of the hallway during lunchtime, arguing with the girl from the party? Was he really that butthurt from her getting dragged away?

A sigh left Yunjins lips before she mimicked Heeseung's actions by running her fingertips through her hair as well. ‘’Look, Heeseung,’’ She mumbled, Heeseungs eyes still glued to her as he waited for her to continue speaking. ‘’I’m sure you’re a great guy and all, I mean, the past two weeks we’ve spent together has been great,’’

So she wasn’t just some random girl. The two of them had actually been seeing each other, your eyes widening as you realized what was going on. Were you about to witness Lee Heeseung getting dumped? ‘’It’s just that I’ve heard some things about you and I just no longer see you and me being a thing.’’

You had to hold back a gasp as the words trailed off her lips. You knew that if you made as much as one single noise, they both would hear you and Heeseung would’ve probably killed you for listening to their conversation; considering the look on his face, you knew this wasn’t the right time to mess with him. 

But you also couldn’t help but wonder what things she had heard about him. Maybe her friend actually did remember speaking to you and had told her everything you had told her, about how shitty he was in bed? You quickly disregarded the thought, remembering how incredibly drunk that poor girl had been. There was no way that your little lie was the reason behind this.

‘’What things? You can’t just tell me you want to stop seeing me because of something you heard, at least tell me what you’ve heard so I can clear things up!’’

Yet another sigh left Yunjins lips, her gaze meeting the ground. You could tell Heeseung was only getting more and more frustrated with the girl standing in front of him by the way he was now nibbling on his bottom lip. ‘’Just accept the fact that I don’t want to see you anymore, Heeseung.’’

If it wasn’t for the fact that you absolutely despised Heeseung, you would’ve felt bad for him. You could tell that her words hurt him and for a split second, you actually did feel the tiniest bit of compassion for him. That was until you realized it was Lee Heeseung, and the tiniest bit of compassion you had just felt went away. ‘’I need to go now,’’ Yunjin mumbled, picking up the bag she had placed beside her on the floor.

You watched as she walked past Heeeung, making her way down the opposite way of the hallway; Heeseungs lips parting like he was about to say something. He turned around, his back now facing you as he watched the girl make her way down the hallway but not a single word left his lips.

You should’ve turned around and left ages ago, yet you couldn’t force yourself to actually walk away; yet look away. Your eyes were still intensely watching Heeseung as he ran his fingers through his hair, letting out a loud curse as the girl went around the corner.

It wasn’t until Heeseung turned around and his eyes met yours you realized you were in fact still staring. Your eyes widened, quickly placing your back against the locker once again. You held your breath, praying that he hadn’t actually seen you peeking from behind the lockers, mumbling curses as you shut your eyes.

Suddenly, you heard him make his way down the hallway. You immediately opened your eyes as you realized his footsteps were approaching your end of the hallway, and not the opposite. You quickly grabbed your bag, sprinting the way you came; still mumbling curses as you ran down the hallway. 

It wasn’t until you reached the classroom where your next class was being held you slowed down, panting as you bent over, placing your hands on top of your thighs as you desperately tried to catch your breath. You looked behind you, scared that you would spot Heeseung standing there; but to your surprise, the hallway was completely empty. You let out a sigh of relief, placing your bag on the floor as you ran your fingertips through your hair.

You were thankful that it was still lunchtime and no one had seen you running down the hallways like your whole life depended on it, embarrassment washing over you as you realized that there was a possibility that anyone had seen you.

Including Heeseung.

The thought of Heeseung seeing you, spying on him and then running for your life made you want to sink through the ground. You prayed that he hadn't actually seen you and you had been quick enough for him to miss your eyes peeking from behind those lockers. You squeezed your eyes shut at the thought of Heeseung endlessly teasing you about it, making your life even more of a living hell.

By the time the first student arrived, you had managed to catch your breath and you were even able to shoot the other student a small smile as they greeted you. The small amount of sweat that had formed around your hairline however was still visible and you noticed how the student slightly furrowed their eyebrows together at the sight.

Wiping your forehead, you let out a sigh as you realized you didn’t even get to go to the bathroom. Spying on Heeseung and seeing him get dumped wasn’t as worth it as you originally thought as the urge to use the toilet crept upon you.

Lee Heeseung and his ways of constantly ruining your life. 

The picture of Heeseung getting brutally rejected kept lingering in your mind the following days. You had to hold back a laugh from leaving your throat every time the image of his furrowed eyebrows popped up in your mind, like right now for example; a small smile forming on your lips as the image of him running his hands through his hair in frustration once again flashed through your mind.

Not only had you caused Heeeung to not get laid, but you had also witnessed him getting dumped - all within the spawn of three days.

Some might call it luck, some may say it was unfortunate for him; but you? You’d like to call it karma. He had it coming, after all.

To your surprise, however, Heeseung hadn’t bothered you all week  - something that was incredibly unusual. Normally, he’d go out of his way at least once a day to annoy you, everything from some smart remark about the clothes you were wearing to blocking your locker. 

But every time you walked past him, he didn’t even look your way.

At first, it surprised you. You had prepared yourself for some remark of some sort as you spotted him walking in your direction. But the remark never came, instead he just simply passed by without even laying his eyes on you. It left you confused, purely because something like that hadn’t happened in years. And as the week passed, and Heeseung didn’t even look your way once; you started to feel accomplished instead of confused.

Maybe you truly did manage to humble him by ruining his chances of getting laid that night.

‘’Earth to Y/N,’’

Sungchans voice snapped you out of your thoughts, the image of Heeseung getting blurry as Sungchan waved one of his hands in front of your face; leaning over so he could get a better look at your face. You blinked your eyes, clearing your throat as you put the pencil you had unknowingly been chewing on down on the bed. A chuckle was heard coming from Sungchan. ‘’What are you thinking about?’’

His question almost caused a grin to form on your lips once again, shaking your head in response. ‘’Nothing important,’’ You replied, flashing him a taunting smile as you leaned back on your bed.

It wasn’t unusual for you and Sungchan to hang out after school. Normally, Chenle would join the two of you as well; if he wasn’t busy hanging out at the frat, that being said.

You had met Chenle through Sungchan. The two of them knew each other before you even met Sungchan, and even though they weren’t exactly friends they usually hung out in a group of other people through out middle school. It wasn’t until Chenle showed up at some high school party you and Sungchan had attended together, however, that you met him. 

That night had been the first time Chenle had ever gotten drunk and Sungchan was the only person he could recognize in his drunken state, which led to him following him around the whole night like a lost puppy. You had been there to help clean himself up after he had vomited in a bush outside the party, before he begged both you and Sungchan with tear-stained cheeks never to tell a single soul about what had happened. With a crying Chenle and with small giggles trailing off both your and Sungchans lips, a new friendship formed.

Chenle, to this very day, still denied that night ever happened. You weren’t sure if it was because he was still embarrassed about it, or if he just didn’t want his new frat buddies to find out about his miserable first experience of getting drunk. But one thing was for sure, he did not give up on his party life because of that minor incident. Which is why it didn’t come as a surprise to you when he decided to try getting into some of the fraternities the second he sat foot in college.

You were happy for him when he finally got into one of them, excited about all the parties he’d be able to get both you and Sungchan into with his new position as an official fratboy. But just like always, the universe seemed to have something personal against you when it turned out that Chenle had, as a matter of fact, gotten accepted into the very same fraternity as Lee Heeseung.

To make things even worse, the two of them became friends. Not only did they become friends, but good friends. Chenle hadn’t been around in high school like Sungchan had, therefore he didn’t exactly know the history you and Heeseung shared - even though you had told him about it multiple times. He always just shrugged it off, he never really understood why it was such a big deal anyways. To him, it was just a harmless rumor that hadn’t actually caused you any harm.

Maybe if he knew about the torment Heeseung had put you through ever since middle school, he would’ve actually understood why the rumor of you trying to get in his pants was a big deal.

‘’Whatever you say,’’ Sungchan mumbled, leaning against the headboard of your bed. ‘’Have you even been listening to what I’ve been saying?’’ You looked over at him, a small apologetic smile on your lips. Sungchan let out a groan as he spotted your smile, indicating that you hadn’t been listening to a single word that had left his lips.

‘’I asked you about the party tomorrow night.’’

Now it was your turn to let out a groan, leaning back so you were laying flat on your back. You put your hands over your face, rubbing your eyes in annoyance as your friend reminded you of the upcoming party. Chenle’s upcoming party. ‘’I really don’t want to go,’’ Your words came out muffled due to your hands covering your mouth as you spoke. ‘’You have to, it’s his birthday Y/N,’’ Sungchan argued, lightly slapping your legs; causing you to peak through your fingers.

The serious look on his face told you he wasn’t playing around. You stared at him for a moment before a sigh escaped your lips, letting your hands fall off your face. ‘’I know, I know.’’

It wasn’t that you didn’t want to attend your friend's birthday party. There was no way you’d actually miss it, he was one of your best friends after all; the only problem was that you knew you’d bump into Heeseung.

With Heeseung and Chenle being practically best friends, and with you and Chenle also being best friends, there was just no way you’d be able to avoid him. You were there to celebrate your friend, and so was he; leaving you with no other choice but to hang out with Lee Heeseung - against your will. ‘’You can’t avoid it just because Heeseung will be there,’’ Sungchan let out, his eyes still glued to you.

You rolled your eyes in response. ‘’I know and I won’t. I’m not going to miss my friend's birthday party just because he’s there.’’

Well, a part of you wanted to do exactly that. But you know that would make you a shitty friend, knowing how fed up Chenle already was with the relationship you and Heeseung shared. He just wanted the two of you to get along and not argue every time the two of you as much as walked by each other, how hard could it possibly be? 

Well, harder than he could possibly phantom. ‘’Whatever you say,’’ Sungchan mumbled once again, tearing his eyes off you as he picked up the notepad laying in front of him; placing it in his lap. ‘’You can just avoid him as much as you can and no one ends up getting hurt.’’ His words made a dry chuckle leave your lips. ‘’Like avoiding him is possible when Chenle is so far up his ass.’’

You could tell Sungchan was holding back a laugh by the way his lips almost twitched into a smile. He knows he shouldn’t laugh, he knows he should tell you off for speaking about your friend like that; but he also knows it is true. He knows Chenle views Heeseung like he’s some type of higher being, when in reality he’s just a jerk. But he fits the frat boy stereotype perfectly, and Chenle wanted nothing more than to fit right into that role as well. 

‘’Don’t worry, I’ll protect you from the big bad monster,’’ Sungchan playfully grinned at you, your lips parting before playfully kicking him in the arm, a chuckle trailing off his lips as he dodged your kick. ‘’You better, or he might come after you next.’’

Now standing in the hallway where your friend's birthday party was being hosted, you immediately regretted coming. The smell of men's perfume filled your nose the second you stepped into the house, making you scrunch your nose in disgust as the scent only continued to get worse. What did you expect of a house filled with nothing but boys?

‘’Do you want me to hand him the gift or do you want to do it?’ Sungchan mumbled into your ear as you walked through the already packed living room, greeting people as you walked past. ‘’You can do it, you were the one who bought it anyways.’’ You mumbled back, shooting a smile at some familiar faces in the crowd as you continued making your way through the crowd.

You had practically begged Sungchan to be the one buying him a gift, claiming you had no idea what to get a frat boy for his birthday. Not that Sungchan knew any better, but at least he was a man himself and had a somewhat better idea of what to get another boy his age for his birthday. He eventually decided to go with a nice bottle of whiskey, a bottle that you knew Chenle would proudly place on top of one of the shelves in his room as decoration. 

‘’Not only do I have to be the one buying it, but the one giving it to him as well?’’ Sungchan muttered into your ear, causing you to roll your eyes. You were about to argue back, but a loud yell coming from in front of you interrupted your thoughts. ‘’You made it!’’

Your eyes shifted over to the direction where the voice was coming from, a big smile spreading across your lips as you spotted Chenle making his way toward you. ‘’You really think I’d miss my best friend's birthday party? Who do you take me for?’’ You giggled as you felt his arms wrap around your body, pulling you into a tight hug. He slowly rocked your body back and forth, a chuckle trailing off his lips. ‘’I’m just joking, I know you wouldn’t.’’

You watched with a big smile on your lips as Chenle pulled the taller boy beside you into a tight hug as well, a chuckle trailing off your lips as the two slightly stumbled backward. ‘’Be careful, I don’t want to drop your birthday present,’’ Sungchan let out, pushing the shorter boy off himself with a chuckle trailing off his lips. An ironic gasp left Chenle’s lips as he spotted the brown bag Sungchan was holding in one of his hands.

‘’You got me a gift? Guys, you didn’t have to do that!’’

Sungchan only rolled his eyes in response as he handed him the bag, which he didn’t even bother wrapping before leaving for the party. With his shaky handwriting and a pen that almost didn’t even work, he had written ‘To: Chenle, From: Sungchan and Y/N’ across the brown paper bag. You had scolded him for it when you had met up with him, to which he only replied that you should’ve done it yourself if you weren’t pleased with his efforts.

Chenle was quick to tear the paper bag off, only to reveal a nice bottle of whiskey. This was the first time you even saw the bottle, putting your trust in Sungchan when he said he’d buy the fanciest bottle he could find. And he did not disappoint, it was a nice bottle. And judging by the way Chenle’s eyes lit up as he held the bottle up, you could tell he found it just as nice.

‘’Dude, I’m totally putting this in my room for everyone to see,’’ You had to stifle a laugh as the words trailed off his lips, confirming what you had originally thought. Maybe you knew your friend better than you thought. Before you knew it, you were pressed firmly against his chest once again; a squeal leaving your lips as he lifted you up into the air. ‘’Thank you so much,’’ He excitedly let out, refusing to put you down even though you were now giggling and playfully hitting his arm, begging him to put you down.

After Chenle ran off to show his friends the bottle he had just received, boosting about it being the nicest bottle he had ever seen, the night went on.

You stayed by Sungchans side the entire night, chatting with each other over the loud music. Even though Sungchan was no longer the same awkward and introverted kid he once was, he still wasn’t the type to enjoy parties. He could appreciate the social aspect of it, but the drinking? Not so much. But Chenle had managed to get him to drink various drinks throughout the night, something Sungchan usually never did, but it was his best friend's birthday party after all; and who was he to refuse his requests?

‘’When do you think they’re bringing out the cake?’’ Sungchan let out, his eyes scanning the packed room from the corner where the two of you were standing. A chuckle left your lips as your eyes scanned the room as well, spotting Chenle dancing in the crowd. ‘’Not anytime soon,’’ You sighed, taking a sip of the alcohol Chenle had poured you. ‘’Then I have time to run to the bathroom,’’ Sungchan mumbled beside you, placing his cup on the table beside him. You only nodded in response, your eyes darting over to look at him again.

‘’Just be quick,’’ You let out to which he chuckled. ‘’Are you scared the big scary monster is going to get you?’’ He smirked at you, causing you to roll your eyes at the mention of Heeseung. ‘’You’re so funny.’’ You let out, glaring at him as he winked at you before disappearing into the crowd.

Your eyes scanned the room once again, the small smile returning to your lips as you watched Chenle dancing across the room. For a moment, you considered joining him; it was his birthday after all, and he looked like he was having way more fun than you judging by the big smile on his face as he danced with his friends.

Speaking of Heeseung, you had yet to even see him.

The thought, however, barely even crossed your mind before you felt a strong grip around your wrist. You didn’t even get to look at the person who was now holding onto your wrist before you were suddenly dragged up the stairs leading to the second floor, the second floor which Chenle had made very clear was off limits.

‘’I mean it, do not go on the second floor,’’ The serious look on his face as he told you had almost made you laugh, like he was telling you the most serious thing ever. ‘’I wasn’t planning on going up there begin with.’’ You chuckled, raising one of your eyebrows. Chenle let out a sigh before shaking his head. ‘’No, I mean it Y/N,’’

‘’Do not go on the second floor.’’

This time, you could no longer hold back your laughter. Chenle just rolled his eyes at your reaction, getting annoyed that you weren’t taking him seriously. ‘’I’m serious,’’ He whined, watching as you bent over the bed laughing, holding your stomach. ‘’The boys hate when people go up there and they’d literally kill me if they ever found out my friends went up there.’’

The boys, as he liked to refer to them as, were in fact his fellow frat buddies. You wiped your eyes, rolling them before shaking your head. ‘’Don’t worry, you can tell the boys that I wasn’t planning on it.’’

Well, you weren’t. But with the person now dragging you up the stairs, you had no other choice than to follow them as their grip around your wrist was stronger than you; despite your desperate efforts to try to snatch your arm away. The darkness made it almost impossible for you to see who the person was, which only made you even more nervous.

‘’What the fuck,’’ You let out as you reached the top floor, the person in front of you finally letting go of your wrist. ‘’What are you doing?’’ You exclaimed, your gaze darting down to look at your wrist which was now slightly throbbing in pain from the steady grip. ‘’No, what the fuck are you doing?’’

You recognized the voice faster than you would’ve liked. Your eyes immediately darted back up, only to come face to face with Heeseung. Your eyes slightly widened as you scanned his face, his eyebrows furrowed together and his lips pressed into a thin line; he was angry. He was really, really angry. 

A chuckle trailed off your lips after a second of nothing but silence. ‘’Careful dragging me up here, people might think you’re trying to fuck me.’’ You hissed at him, knowing your words will only tick him off even more. 

Over the years, you learned how to bite back whenever he tried getting on your nerves. The first time you had talked back, his eyes had widened for a split second; something he never expected you to do. But as the years passed, it no longer surprised him and now he found himself laughing in your face at your desperate attempts to defend yourself.

Only he didn’t laugh this time.

‘’Everyone already seems to think we’ve fucked so it doesn’t really matter, does it?’’

Another dry chuckle left your throat. ‘’Your own lie biting you in the ass, Heeseung?’’ You glared at him, A sarcastic chuckle leaving his lips as he ran his hands through his hair in frustration, just like he had done when you witnessed him getting dumped; his eyes looking everywhere but at you. 

‘’Why are you telling people I can’t make a girl cum?’’

His eyes met yours as he finished speaking, his big doe eyes squinted as he stared at you. You just stared at him for a moment, both shock and amusement washing over you. So the girl had remembered what you had told her after all. And not only had she remembered, but the words had somehow reached Heeseung which meant that she was now telling other people about it.

‘’You haven’t even slept with me, so why the fuck would you even say that?’’ He continued as you only stood there, staring at him while trying to process what had happened. 

You had unknowingly spread a rumor about Lee Heeseung, the boy who once ruined your whole reputation by once spreading a rumor about you. 

‘’For the exact same reason you told the whole school I tried sleeping with you!’’

Heeseung clenched his jaw as he groaned, throwing his hands up in the air. ‘’Really? That was years ago now Y/N!’’ He exclaimed, his eyes still glued to you. ‘’Well since someone came to me claiming that we slept together the rumor still seems to be relevant,’’ You hissed, crossing your arms over your chest. Heeseung let out a curse under his breath as the words left your mouth, shaking his head in disbelief.

‘’You should be thankful, it’s not like it’s a bad rumor.’’ He hissed back. ‘’Are you kidding me? You made everyone believe I was some kind of attention whore,’’ You defended yourself. This was the first time you ever spoke about the whole rumor thing with Heeseung, and only now did you realize that he had no idea how his stupid rumor affected your high school years.

Heeseung once again let out a groan in annoyance. ‘’So you decided to make that rumor even worse by adding even more lies to it?’’ He spat at you. You shook your head in response, a small smile forming on your lips. ‘’No, I just did it so you wouldn’t get laid.’’

‘’Well now I won’t be getting laid ever again! Why would you tell Chaeryeong out of all people? She never knows how to keep her mouth shut!’’

You raised one of your eyebrows in confusion. You had no idea who Chaeryeong was, you had never even heard of her before; until it hit you. The girl you had told all about Heeseung and how incredibly bad he was in bed must’ve been Chaeryeong. Even though you felt like laughing in his face, you decided to not do so. You didn’t feel like putting your whole life on the line today.

‘’I’m going back downstairs.’’

You had already turned around as the words left your mouth, your back facing him as you made your way towards the stairs. However, Heeseung was not done with the conversation the two of you were having; causing him to once again grab onto your wrist, this time to prevent you from walking away.

You were about to curse him out, anger building up inside of you as you once again felt his tight grip around your wrist. The sound of someone coming up the stairs behind you, however, interrupted your thoughts.

You immediately looked over at Heeseung, fear replacing the previous angry expression you had worn on your face. Heeseung wore the exact same expression on his face, his face going pale as he remembered his own rule. He wasn’t even supposed to bring someone up there in the first place.

‘’Heeseung?’’

Your panic only grew as you recognized the voice as no other than Chanle’s. You kept your eyes glued on Heeseung, who only looked at you with the same amount of fear in his. You wanted to slap him across the face for not quickly thinking of a solution, for a way to avoid Chenle walking up the stairs and spotting the two of you; he had been the one who had dragged you up there after all. Not only did you not want your friend to see you standing alone with Lee Heeseung, but you knew he’d scold you for even going up there in the first place.

But Heeseung just stood there, not moving an inch - his grip on your arm only tightening for each second that passed.

‘’Bro, are you up here? We’re gonna bring out the cake soon,’’ Chenle’s voice only got closer which only contributed to your panic. You could tell Heeseung panicked as well judging by the way his eyes were now darting around the hallway, looking for a way out of the current situation he found himself in.

You were about to snatch your arm away, not wanting to stand around anymore, getting ready to quietly slip into one of the doors beside you. At this point you didn’t even care about the one rule Chenle had ordered you to follow, you’d much rather he found you in one of the bedrooms rather than him spotting you with Heeseung.

Heeseung, however, seemed to have other plans. Before you could even consider where to escape, you felt yourself being pulled to the side; almost causing a yelp to leave your throat as you suddenly felt Heeseung press his hand over your mouth.

Your back suddenly hit his chest, causing your eyes to widen. You had never been this close to Heeseung in your entire life and the fact that his hand was firmly placed over your mouth was stopping you from making as much as a single sound. Not only could you feel Heeseungs hot breath fanning across your neck, but the room he had just pulled you into was pitch black as well; making it impossible for you to even see your surroundings.

But judging by the way Heeseung had you pressed up again this chest, you figured the room couldn’t be that big. You knew Heeseung well enough to know that he would never hold you this close voluntarily. 

His touch sent shivers down your spine, and it most definitely wasn’t the type of shiver that sent butterflies flying in your stomach. No, you almost felt sick to your stomach as you realized it was the Lee Heeseungs hand placed over your mouth, his rough fingers touching your lips - and breathing down your neck.

‘’Don’t you dare make a single sound, okay?’’ He hissed into your ear, speaking so quietly that you almost didn’t even hear him. You only nodded in response, too scared to even utter a single breath.

The whole situation almost felt surreal to you. 

The closest you had ever been to Heeseung was whenever his hands ruffled through your hair or whenever he’d accidentally bump into you walking through the hallway, but other than that he always kept a safe distance from you. But there you were, closer to him than you had ever been before with your back pressed firmly against his chest - something you never thought would happen, nor was it something you had wished for.

You could hear footsteps approaching from outside the door, feeling the grip that Heeseung had on you tighten as they came closer. You weren’t too sure as to why he was holding onto you, almost like he expected you to run out of there if he let you go. Not that it mattered, you were too paralyzed by the whole situation to even consider moving anyways.

As you heard the footsteps slowly descend back down the stairs, you allowed yourself to breathe; grabbing onto Heeseungs hand that was still covering your mouth and ripping it away from your face. A gasp left your lips as you were finally able to breathe properly, slightly stumbling forwards, trying your best to get away from Heeseungs presence. 

‘’What the fuck!’’ You hissed at him, turning around to face him; not that you could see him. The room was still pitch black from Heeseung never turning on the light. Not that it really mattered, you hoped that he didn’t need to see the angry expression you wore on your face for him to understand how mad you were - the anger lingering in your voice speaking for itself.

But to your surprise, it seemed like Heeseung didn’t quite catch onto your hints as you once more felt his hot breath against your throat; causing your eyes to widen. ‘’I told you to be quiet,’’ He hissed into your ear, causing you to slightly panic now that you couldn’t see just how close he was standing to you.

You desperately put your hands on top of his chest, getting ready to push him away from you. Your panic only continued to grow as you felt him quickly grab onto both your hands, bringing them down to his side; his hands still holding onto yours. ‘’Why do you always have to be so goddamn difficult?’’

You swore you could feel his lips brush against the skin of your neck as he spoke, sending shivers against your spine once more. This time, however, you couldn’t exactly pinpoint what the feeling now rushing your body meant. You weren’t sure if being in the dark, pressed up against Heeseung had made you lose your mind or if your heart actually skipped a beat as his lips slightly touched your neck; you weren’t too sure if you wanted to find out either.

All you knew was that you needed to get out of there. And you needed to get out of there quickly.

But it seemed like your legs picked the perfect timing to deceive you, refusing to move as much as an inch as you stayed frozen to the spot; Heeseung still holding onto both your hands, now feeling his hot breath against your face. It wasn’t until a quiet chuckle escaped his lips that you realized you were still in fact staring at him, your eyes slowly adjusting to the dark. ‘’I can feel you staring at me, you know.’’ He whispered.

You wanted to scream. You wanted to throw yourself out of the door, get away from his presence; anything. Yet no matter how hard you tried to get your body to move, you simply just couldn’t. Not only was your body refusing to move, but your ability to speak also seemed to be gone as not a single word left your lips. Heeeung remained quiet for a second, before leaning even closer to you.

‘’Don’t tell me that’s your heart pounding?’’

His words only freaked you out even more as you realized that your heart was in fact pounding. You hadn’t even realized it until he pointed it out, turning you into even more of a nervous wreck. You weren’t sure if you were nervous because of your best friend almost catching you pressed up against Lee Heeseung, or if it was Heeseungs presence that made you nervous. Both options seemed equally bad to you.

Another chuckle trailed off Heeseung's lips as you failed to respond to his question. ‘’Never knew I had that effect on you,’’

Normally, you would’ve just rolled your eyes or told him to fuck off. But in a situation like this, in a completely dark room where you had no vision of your surroundings with him only moving closer and closer to you, those options were completely off the table. You wanted to tell him how wrong he was, that he did not have that effect on you, but your heartbeat definitely told not only Heeseung, but you as well, otherwise. 

You had been preoccupied with your own racing thoughts to even notice that he had let go of your hands, both of them now hanging by your sides. It wasn’t until you felt him place one of his hands on your face you realized that he had let go of them, his touch almost making you flinch.

A series of curses ran through your mind as you felt him place his thumb under your chin, tilting your face up; your eyes still wide from the shock. Maybe you were happy that he never turned on the light, you knew he’d endlessly tease you if he could see the look on your face. Although he didn’t even need to see your face, the faint sound of your pounding heart told him enough.

You felt his head dip in between your neck and shoulder, the feeling of his lips brushing against your skin causing you to let out a gasp. ‘’Should’ve told me sooner and you wouldn’t have to lie about sleeping with me.’’ He mumbled, his lips finally meeting your skin.

Upon his rough lips meeting the skin of your neck, you grabbed onto the surface right beside you, your hand coming into contact with a sink; making you realize you were in a bathroom. 

You had no idea how you ended up in this situation. You had no idea how the fuck you ended up in a bathroom with Lee Heeseung, the person you swore you hated more than anyone else on this entire planet, with his lips leaving wet kisses down your neck. What you did know, however, was the fact that you desperately needed to get out of there.

Heeseung wasn’t going to let you get away that easily though. Almost like he read your mind, he grabbed onto your waist; pushing you up against the counter beside you. A small yelp left your lips as your lower back hit the counter, Heeseungs lips still attached to your neck.

‘’Maybe you’ll let me prove you wrong, Y/N?’’

His lips left your neck, now slightly hovering above your own lips instead. You felt your breath quickening as you felt his top lip slightly brush against your own; one of his hands was still placed on the side of your face, his thumb tilting your head upwards. 

‘’Prove me wrong?’’ You managed to stutter out, not even sure if he could hear you due to how quietly the words left your mouth. He hummed in response and if the room hadn’t been completely dark, you’d be able to see the grin that had formed on his lips.

‘’You’d let me prove to you that I can make any girl cum, wouldn’t you?’’

As soon as the words left his lips, you could’ve sworn you stopped breathing for a second. Normally you probably would’ve cringed at his words, but the shock that had washed over you was making it almost impossible for you to even utter a single word.

Or maybe it was the way his lips brushed against yours that had made you question your entire existence, making it hard for you to breathe properly; how were you supposed to know when all you could possibly focus on was the way he was now pressing his body up against your own?

You knew this was just his way of messing with you. He probably found it amusing, seeing how you became a stuttering mess with him this close to you. You knew he was only doing it for his own amusement, your mind flashing to the future for a split second - a future where Heeseung would tell everyone how he had you quivering in his arms by doing nothing but press soft kisses against your skin.

There was no way you’d ever let that happen.

‘’Yes.’’

Or maybe you would. The word trailed off your lips so softly, so softly that Heeseung almost missed the way they fell off your lips so perfectly. But he didn’t, he didn’t miss the way you whimpered a ‘yes’, which was his cue to press his hovering lips against your own. 

It all happened too fast, too fast for you to even realize the fact that your hands had wrapped themselves around his neck; pulling him deeper into the kiss. Your mind was too foggy to even try to comprehend what was happening, simply accepting the fact that you found yourself pressed up against someone when you should be downstairs celebrating your friend's birthday.

Your brain just choose to ignore the most important part, that the person you had just pulled into a kiss was in fact no one other than Lee Heeseung.

His lips felt almost too soft against your own. His touch, however, was not nearly as soft. You could now feel his fingernails digging into your skin as his hand slipped under your shirt, the grip he had on your jaw only hardening the deeper the kiss got. A small whimper left your lips as you felt him run his tongue over your bottom lip, asking you for permission to enter your mouth. 

The darkness definitely contributed to the whole situation. If you had actually been able to see him, there was no way you’d let him even come remotely to close to you. But you couldn’t, and the darkness made it almost too easy for you to fall into some sort of fantasy where the boy who was now slightly tugging on your bottom lip was someone completely different.

Someone who wasn’t Heeseung.

So that’s what you imagined as his tongue come into contact with yours, causing the kiss to become much messier. You almost whined as his lips left yours, only to travel back down your neck; this time leaving much wetter and harsh kisses. A small whimper left your lips as you felt the dangly, silver earring he was wearing brush against your skin; the cold sensation only heightened the feelings you were already experiencing. 

The feelings you refused to accept were indeed rushing through your body, you refused to accept that you were indeed starting to rub your thigh together in order to relieve the throbbing now coming from your core. Heeseung seemed to catch onto you trying to discreetly but desperately relieve the aching feeling, a chuckle trailing off his lips as he felt you uncomfortably shift underneath him.

His fingertips suddenly started tracing up and down your bare thigh, causing a small gasp to leave your lips; his sudden action taking you by surprise. You weren’t complaining though, feeling his fingertips lightly drag across your skin, moving closer and closer to the spot where you needed him the most. 

It wasn’t until he pulled the skirt you were wearing up, rolling it up by your waist and his fingertips traced over your clothed core that he let out a groan. His fingertips immediately came into contact with the growing wet patch that had formed in your underwear, causing him to slightly bite into your skin. ‘’You’re incredibly wet for someone who claims to hate my guts,’’ He grunted against your skin, causing your eyes to flutter close as he lightly tapped your clothed clit.

‘’Shut up,’’ You hissed through your teeth, the last thing you wanted right now was for him to tease you. The only thing you needed was for him to touch you, and you needed it badly. Too badly. A dry chuckle trailed off his lips, pressing his lips onto the skin right below your ear as he slipped his hand into your underwear.

You let out a sigh of relief as his fingers came into contact with your clit, running two of his fingers up and down your slit. A hiss left his lips as your arousal covered his fingers, feeling his cock twitch in his jeans; something he chose to ignore as his fingertips reached your entrance.

The first finger slipped into you with ease, your slick walls welcoming him with a moan trailing off your lips. He had to hold back a moan himself as his knuckles came into contact with your sticky entrance, slowly pumping his finger in and out of you before eventually slipping in yet another finger.

Your hands grabbed onto his hair, slightly tugging on it as the new sensation took over your body. Never had someone ever fingered you before, and you surely never expected Heeseung to be the first one to do so. But with the way his index and pointer fingers were now pumping in and out of you at an agonizingly slow pace, you simply couldn’t help but fall into the pleasure of it all. 

Even though it was the fingers of the person you hated more than anyone else making you feel good, you simply just couldn’t deny the fact that he was indeed making you feel a little too good.

‘’You gonna take back what you said?’’ He mumbled against your skin, his fingers still pumping in and out of you. You had to bite back a moan, shaking your head. ‘’Never.’’

Your words only riled Heeseung up even more, a grin forming on his lips as he pulled his fingers out of you completely. You were about to whine in protest, an empty feeling washing over you as his fingers slipped out of you. But before you could utter a single word, he slammed his fingers into you once again; a loud gasp leaving your lips, slapping one of your hands over your mouth to stop the whimpers about to leave your lips. 

‘’We’ll see about that.’’ 

The previous speed he had set changed into something almost sinister, the sound of his knuckles hitting the wet skin surrounding your entrance filled the room as you spread your legs further apart, making it easier for him to slam his fingers into you.

At this point you couldn’t even control the moans spilling past your lips, nor did you try to. You were too lost in the bliss of his fingers pumping in and out of you at just the right speed to even notice the way you were moaning into his ear. It wasn’t until he curled his fingers, his fingers now hitting just the right spot you realized how loud you were being as a loud yelp left your lips.

Heeseung quickly realized that he had found the spot that made you weak at your knees as he felt you grab onto his bicep in order to stabilize yourself, your legs becoming slightly shaky as he continued to pound his fingers into you. ‘’Don’t tell me you’re going to cum already?’’ He whispered into your ear, your moans almost deafening his whisper. 

You, however, were too lost in the pleasure to even realize he had said something. The only thing you could focus on was the way a familiar feeling filled your stomach, your legs starting to fail you as you felt your orgasm slowly approach you. You were too lost in the pleasure to even notice the way he had leaned over you, his fingers still pumping in and out of you.

Almost like you had forgotten who the person in front of you was, you were painfully reminded as he suddenly flipped the light switch; the bright light causing you to squint your eyes. With a grin on his face and your lips slightly parted, you only stared at him in utter shock as the realization hit you.

You had just let Lee Heeseung finger you in his very own bathroom. 

A whimper left your lips as his movements stopped, his fingers slipping out of you. The knot in your stomach came undone, but not in the way you had hoped for; no, he simply just didn’t let you cum. You just stared at him, your eyes wide from the realization. Not only had you actually let him finger you, but he also left you hanging by not letting you cum.

The two of you just stared at each other, a taunting grin still plastered on his face as your heavy pants filled the room, your eyes still wide. You could tell he was holding back a laugh as he scanned your fucked out expression, a proud smirk replacing the grin on his lips as he leaned closer to you once again. 

Brushing your hair behind your ear, he placed his hand on the side of your neck; breathing down your neck. ‘’What a shame,’’ He whispered into your ear. ‘’I guess I don’t know how to make girls cum after all.’’ 

If you weren’t speechless before, you most definitely were now. You were too deep into your own thoughts, your shaky hands trailing up your face; covering your mouth as the fact that you had just let Lee Heeseung finger you settled in to even notice the boy washing his hands beside you.

It wasn’t until he cleared his throat you looked over at him. He just smiled at you, scanning your body; slightly shaking his head while clicking his tongue against the roof of his mouth. ‘’I’m gonna go back downstairs now,’’ He let out, placing his hand on the door handle. ‘’You should probably make yourself look at least presentable before going back down there.’’

You stared at him as his eyes darted down to your skirt, your eyes following his. Your lips parted as you realized your skirt was still pulled up by your waist, revealing your now drenched and side-looped underwear. You quickly pulled your skirt down as Heeseung opened the door, a laugh leaving his lips as he watched you straighten your skirt back down using your hands.

You were still fixing your skirt as he stepped out of the door, his head suddenly peeking back from behind the door. ‘’And Y/N?’’ His words caused you to snap your head towards him, not daring to say a single word; feeling both embarrassment and resentment towards the boy standing in front of you.

And with the very same shit-eating grin he always wore on his lips, he took one last look at you. 

‘’That was just for spying on me earlier this week.’’

You were done for, something telling you this was only the beginning of Heeseungs revenge. Not only were you done for, you were fucked.

[endthedream]

[8:29 pm]

heeseungs new hair colour makes you feel a type of way.

1k words / slightly suggestive (make out scene)

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Heeseung nervously glides his hand through his hair, one time, two times, enough times to not be able to keep count anymore. He looks at the time on his phone over and over again, awaiting your arrival almost anxiously.

Heeseung looks at his reflection on the black screen of his phone, reminding him yet again where the nervousness inside of him comes from. It was a spontaneous decision, not even him knew about it until twenty minutes before it was done. And now instead of the purple he had for months, his hair is a deep shade of blue. He isn’t complaining, not at all, he loves how the blue hair looks on him, he just doesn’t know what you will think.

Over the past month you have been empathising how much you adore the purple colour on him. He vividly remembers one night, his hands roaming your figure , lips on your neck, bodies intertwined, where you breathlessly told him how attractive he looks with the coloured hair. Heeseung has been using his look once too many times to make your knees week, to make you fold for him, and now that it’s gone, he is scared what you think of him.

Will you still find him attractive? Will you be sad? Disappointed? He doesn’t know where this nervousness comes from. Never did you have problem with any of his hair colours, but it’s the clear fact that you liked the purple one the most that makes him nervous. He didn’t want to change it, liking how everyone reacted to the colour on his hair, but with the new comeback a new hair colour was required. He just wished that maybe he could have warned you, told you so you can prepare for the change.

Just as he was about to check his phone again did he hear your key opening the door. Heeseung sits up almost immediately watching the door of the living room closely. He hears you taking of your shoes and jacket, putting your key on the little drawer in the hallway and taking small steps towards the living room.

“Babe are you home already? I was just thinking if we should-“ But before you can finish your sentence, you stand in the door frame of the living room, your boyfriend sitting on the couch looking at you with his big deer eyes. You immediately notice it the soft blue slightly wavy hair sitting on top of his head. You can’t help but to stare at him with wide eyes and an open mouth.

“Do you hate it?”, your boyfriend asks in a small voice, insecurity dripping from every inch of his body. “I know I should have told you but I didn’t know. It was super spontaneous.”

“Heeseung-“, you try to speak up but he doesn’t let you, too focused on explaining you the situation.

“I know you probably hate it and you wish you could have the purple back. I know how much you loved it, but I really like this colour and maybe in a few days you got used to it and then you will love it too. I just hope you still find me attractive because I know a hair colour can change everything but I’m still me, you know? And I-“

It happens so fast that Heeseung couldn’t even prepare himself. Almost instantly, you take quick steps towards him, sit yourself down on his lap and softly plant your lips onto his. It takes him a second to register that you’re kissing him, but the moment he does, Heeseung wraps his hands around your waist, pulling you closer and kissing you deeper.

He presses you down against him and as a soft throaty moan leaves your lips he takes the chance to slide his tongue into your mouth. You wrap your own arms around his neck, one hand softly grabbing the hair on the nape of his neck, tucking it with a need that lets him roll his eyes back in pleasure. When you feel Heeseungs hands slide under your shirt, desperately meeting your hot naked skin, you know you have to pull away from the kiss.

“God, Heeseung, I didn’t think you could get any hotter.”, you whisper against his lips, leaning down to press a few open mouth kisses to his neck.

“What?”, he croaks out, mind still hazy from the kiss.

“Heeseung.”, you say, looking into his eyes now. “Did you really think I wouldn’t find you attractive anymore because of a hair colour?” Heeseung doesn’t give you a verbal answer but as you see him lower his head out of embarrassment, you know the answer to your question.

“Look at me.”, you softly call out, putting your hand on his cheek and lifting his head so he sees your face as you speak to him. “No hair colour or hair cut could ever change my mind about you. Yes, I did love the purple hair but I also loved the black, the pink, the blonde and the white hair. You know why?” Heeseung shrugs, eyes big and wide, looking deeply into yours. “Because I love the person wearing those colours. I love you, Hee. No hair colour will change that. And none of the less you make every hair colour look great.”

You see the small grin forming on the boys lips and you feel a quick wave of relief seeing him feel better about himself. “Heeseung with all due to respect you look so hot with this hair colour.”

“Do I?”, he teasingly asks, eyebrows raised and a smirk plastered on his face. “How hot do I look?”

“So hot that I want you to rip of all your clothes right here right now and take me on this couch.” For a millisecond, Heeseungs eyes widen at your request but as quick as it happened, it’s gone again and instead lust fills his brown orbs.

“Oh, Y/n.”, he says, almost moaning your name. “I’m going to fuck you so good that you will forget your own name.”

[maiverie]

BITE BY BITE — a lee heeseung written series ┊M-LIST.

in which you’re a vampire, and heeseung teaches you how he likes to be bitten.

SYNOPSIS. lee heeseung has one reputation, and it’s that he’s not afraid of anything: of rules, of authority, and especially not of vampires. he’s obviously bad news, and for such reasons, you’ve always made sure to never cross his path. however, it isn’t until one fateful night that you find yourselves face to face and what he tells you makes your entire world flip on its axis.

“bite me, fangs. just like last time.”

PAIRING. college playboy!heeseung x vampire fem!reader

GENRES. romance, fantasy, slight thriller

WARNINGS. swearing; blood & violence; mentions of death; descriptively suggestive (makeout) scenes (no smut); angst; heeseung is kind of a dick / overly flirtatious at times / slightly toxic (sorry I'm kinda into that)

from MAI ﹙📩﹚ my bite me inspired fic HEHE I'm still streaming the shit out of it saur </3... anyways I'm actually so excited for this bc biteme!heeseung is making me spiral LMAAOO this series is lowkey just a self-indulgent thirst trap sorry :") hope u guys like this,, so much planned for it! buckle in for a ride. . . >:) . . .

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[koos-euphoria]

[00:07]

Heeseung/reader | smut | 18+ | timestamp

wordcount: 228

warnings: nsfw, pussy eating.

notes: unplanned writng as per. Its literally almost 1am so its just a drabble. I cant get pussyeating enthusiast!heeseung out of my head. Or actually just him out my head lols Send help😩

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You whimper, back arching as your hands rush to grip the soft purple strands of your boyfriends hair gasping for air as another needy whine leaves your mouth. Heeseung smirks against you as he continues to lick and suck on your clit like a starved man, even though hes taken 4 orgasms from you already. He groans deeply as your juices covers his taste buds.

He cant help but let his hips rut against the mattress below, his cock leaking from how much he loves to get you off, and is addicted to your sweet pussy. "F-fuck seungie, i cant. Its too much." You cry out desperately, hair sticking to your forehead as you pull his hair lightly.

Heeseung pulls away from you with a breathless chuckle. He clicks his tongue before sending you a devilish smirk. "Come on now Angel, i know you can give me one more." His left hand trails up your thigh before reaching your soaked cunt, his breath fans over your wetness. His index finger then slowly circles your clit before sliding down to your clenching desperate hole. Pushing it in slowly before quickly adding the middle with it. Curling them up slightly to hit that sensitive spot as he slowly begins fucks you with them. "Just one more baby, then i can stuff you full with my cum like you deserve, hm?"

[glossgojo]

idol!fem reader x heeseung smau

warnings: down bad heeseung, jealous behavior, body image

part 3/3 the end >:)

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[goldenjupiterz]

miss you more - lee heeseung

PAIRING ➝ lee heeseung x f!soloist reader

GENRE ➝ fluff , idol au

WORD COUNT ➝ 0.4k

WARNINGS ➝ not proofread , established relationship , reader is lowkey kinda delulu for heeseung but tbh who isn’t???

SONG REC ➝ shape of you by ed sheeran 

NOTES ➝ lowercase intended!

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YOU SOFTLY HUMMED THE LYRICS of shape of you to yourself as you took a swig of water from your water bottle, letting the cool water wash down your throat. it’d just been another long day of meetings and dance practice - as usual - and it was safe to say that you were exhausted. the only thing keeping you going through your day was the knowledge that heeseung would be back from his tour in 8 hours, and the closer you got to the time, the more you could feel your body buzzing with excitement.

sure, you’d talked to heeseung almost every day since he’d been gone, but you missed actually seeing him. the apartment felt cold, empty, and lonely without him there, and it had only been three weeks since he’d left for the tour. “is this what a couple weeks without heeseung does to me?” you groaned to yourself as you yawned, rubbing your eyes. 

deciding that you’d practiced enough for the day, you stood up, gathered your stuff, and made your way out of the bighit building, down to your favorite coffee shop down the street. you waited in line patiently, and when it was your turn you ordered a simple cold brew.

“will that be all?” the barista in front of you asked, smiling at you. you opened your mouth to make a secondary order, before remembering that your boyfriend wasn’t with you. shaking your head at yourself internally, you nodded, instead paying for your order.

once you’d gotten your coffee, you asked your manager to come pick you up and bring you back to your apartment, hoping that she was still awake. no less than ten minutes later, you saw the familiar car pull around and you quickly slid inside, the warmth washing the cold out of your body. 

when you’d arrived at your apartment, you thanked her and hopped back out of your car, fumbling with your keys for a moment before putting them in the lock, and then frowned. “that’s odd… the doors unlocked,” 

you shrugged it off, knowing the alarm in your security system would’ve alerted you if there was a break in. you stepped inside, took off your shoes, and flipped on the lights, freezing immediately.

“heeseung?” you whispered. “you’re back?” from what you knew, he wasn’t supposed to be back for another 6 hours, so seeing him in your apartment was definitely a surprise. you didn’t even let him get a word out before you ran over, wrapping your arms around him in a tight hug. he chuckled, patting you on the head softly.

“i missed you so much, love,” he mumbled, placing a soft kiss on your lips.

“i missed you more.”

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[cupidriki]

THOUGHT. (9.16PM)

IMAGINE At 3 am, while Heeseung peacefully slept, you found yourself wide awake, unable to fall asleep.

You carefully move through the soft folds of the bed sheets, suddenly, your heart skips a beat as you catch a glimpse of Heeseung's drowsy voice from behind you.

“Baby..? Are you okay?” Heeseungs sleep voice spread across the room with him half awake.

“Yeah, I just can’t sleep” Heeseung's arms wrapped around you, pulling you close to his chest in a gentle embrace. As he held you tightly, his fingers delicately traced through your hair, creating a sense of warmth and comfort.

As Heeseung gently held you in his arms, he began to sing your favorite song in a soft, soothing voice. The melodic sound of his angelic voice relaxed you, creating a sense of warmth and comfort that eased you into a peaceful and restful sleep.

[slickchickchocolatier]

this is kind of a silly request but i’m in a silly mood… what would heethans reaction be to y/n gossiping with him.. 😭😭

Ooooh...so y/n isnt the type to gossip, and that is a major contributing factor as to why heethan loves her. vicky and her friends were the gossiping type, and honestly, he hates that. he doesn't at all like it. i made a small drabble below but it was really hard to do so bc its so out of character for y/n lol, that and heethan hates it...but hopefully i did this one justice. totally a "what if...." scenario.

"Gossip Girl..."

Warnings: rough handling, some dub-con smut hinted, hinted oral (male receiving) rough smut hinted.....cursing...gossiping. i think that's it.

"Did you know Mel has a crush on a boy in your class?"

"Oh....really?" Heeseung continues to type as he listens in, responding nonchalantly as he prepares to grade the assignments of his peers.

"Yeah. Which is weird because she's dating Gibson."

"Yeah. Weird." Completely disinterested in the topic, Heeseung continues to type away.

"But what's really weird is that I heard Stephanie also likes the same guy."

"Mmhmm...."

"Do you know him?"

"Nope."

"Babe are you listening? Or are you just mumbling your answers?"

"I'm listening pretty baby." Halting his typing, he looks down at the desk as he stands up and closes his laptop. Confused, you eyeball him as he makes his way over to you, not making eye contact until the very last minute, when he straddles you.

"What are you doing? I thought you had work?"

"I do......but i have to take care of you first."

"What?"

"Why are you doing that?"

Frowning your brows together, you look up, his thighs squeezing your arms together as he pins them to your sides, locking you in, practically seated on your chest. Carefully, he keeps the bulk of his weight on his kneecaps, knowing that you wouldn't be able to handle in supporting it.

"Doing what?"

"Gossiping." he leans his face in, glaring at you as he harshly grabs your hair, pulling your head slightly back to expose your throat. "I fucking hate that. Knock it off."

Gulping, you slightly nod your head, his grasp on your hair never loosening up, in fact, it grew tighter.

"I dont know who turned you on to that, but you are not going to be influenced by it...or them. Understand?"

You nod once more.

"Good.....now open your fucking mouth."

Doing as he ordered, you open your mouth slowly. "mmhmm...now stick out your fucking tongue."

Sticking out your tongue, you watch as he keeps his hold on your hair, and his free hand unzips his jeans, digging in to fish out his hardened member. Slapping it against the surface of your tongue, your nose, and your lips, he traces it around your face, letting the pre-cum ooze out, staining your cheeks.

Smirking, he taps his dick onto your cheek.....hard.

"Lets clean out that mouth of yours....."

One more tap against your lips, he widens his sadistic glare and hovers his massive length right above your face. "and NO...MORE....GOSSIPING."

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[filmbyjy]

TWITTER SUCKS!

PAIRING > lee heeseung x fem!reader

synopsis > who knew you could become famous overnight for paying $8 for a single blue checkmark? however, it does come with consequences…what happens when the actual BELIFT Lab comes knocking at your door. all because you simply impersonated your bias.

GENRE > twitter update au? idol! heeseung & enhypen. engene!reader

FEATURING > mae & subin (ocs) and of course the rest of enhypen :) more idols will be added if chapter requires!

SCHEDULE > inconsistent schedules bc I just post whenever I want to🙃

TAGLIST > just drop an ask or fill out this form to be added!

START: 20 March 2023 | END: 18th June 2023

profiles: ENBEANs | EN-KINDERGARTEN ❌❌

prologue: tf elon musk

one: gen old people

two: out of besth

three: HE LIKES YOU

four: please don’t embarrass yourself

five: he anti-romantic

— idk why the read more disappeared on me😒 —

six: she’s gonna fly

seven: BL MOMENT??

eight: take you out to a nice place

nine: your fruitiness is showing

↳ special: enhypen disbands

ten: well I be damned

eleven: father to future kids added

twelve: what is air?

↳ special: private rants thread 📌

thirteen: mhm, he’s broken

fourteen: fvck you 🫶🏻

fifteen: the punishment

sixteen: let me sniff [written]

seventeen: us when-

eighteen: smelled it and her eyes rolled back

nineteen: can YOU guess?

twenty: i THINK I like her

twenty-one: heerizz (very effective)

twenty-two: thanks 👍🏻

twenty-three: I hate feelings

twenty-four: is that ENHYPEN? [written]

twenty-five: y/n had a boyfriend

twenty-six: clean the dishes, you furry ass

twenty-seven: unforgiven, she’s a villain

twenty-eight: kiss the girl [written]

↳ special: enhypen behind the scenes

twenty-nine: i’m gonna resign

thirty: now the squad has boyfriends~

thirty-one: breaking my silence

↳ special: is the duck drunk?

thirty-two: ENGENEs flame her!!!

thirty-three: jieun’s downfall

thirty-four: mamma mia pisa is back

thirty-five: my other half [written]

end

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[bambheez]

fixation (l.hs)

HEADCANON — pussydrunk!heeseung giving oral

PAIRING: heeseung x fem!reader GENRE: smut (minors dni) WARNINGS: sub!heeseung, dom!reader, oral sex (f. and m. receiving), fingering, overstimulation, sensory deprivation, use of handcuffs, cursing WORD COUNT: 1.6k A/N: this was inspired by @svnoohe4rts’ post! if you enjoyed this or have feedback, please reblog/comment or send me an ask! my inbox is always open whether you have something to request or if you just wanna say hi :)

when you’re on your back

the first time heeseung tries eating you out, he starts by pressing the pad of his index finger over the wet spot on your underwear. he hesitantly peels your underwear over your thighs and eventually off your ankles. he can’t take his eyes off your glistening pussy.

heeseung inches forward slowly, licking one kittenish, soft stripe up your folds before savoring your taste. he hums at your wetness before experimentally prodding his tongue in and around your hole. you guide him up to focus on your clit instead and he circles the tip of his tongue around the nub, feeling you squirm underneath him.

while you’re lost in pleasure, he decides to insert his middle finger inside you, curling his digit when he’s just past knuckle-deep. you inhale sharply at the feeling of his thick finger inside you, and you can’t help but moan when he finds your g-spot.

“can I add another one?” he looks up at you with glazed eyes.

you nod and he cautiously adds another finger. he grins when you let out a breathy moan at the delicious stretch. he returns to lapping at your clit while scissoring and curling both his middle and ring finger inside you. he pulls back to admire your glossy core and peppers light kisses along your clit and folds. his movements still, staring up at you with his nose and chin shiny under the light.

“why’d you stop?” you question, getting up on your elbows.

“nothing, just thought you looked really pretty like this,” he whispers.

you want to bring him into a kiss but before you can, he’s already diving back to devour your core. you rest your head against your pillow once more, back arching so that his upturned nose bumps into your clit.

heeseung’s been rock hard and aching since he took off your panties. he’s thrusting and rolling against the mattress to feel any friction on his length. he’s moaning against your core at your sweet taste, loving how your juices flow endlessly while he makes out with your pussy.

one experimental suck against your swollen clit has your hands flying out to grab onto heeseung’s hair, pulling as you grind against his nose and tongue. your loud moans and grip against his hair has him releasing onto the bed sheets beneath him, groaning against your thigh.

when you sit on his face // 69

heeseung loves being trapped between your thighs. it seems like every time he performs oral on you, he discovers a new kink of his. last time it was hair pulling, which you’ve worked into your routine now.

you decide you love seeing the way heeseung is trapped under you, writhing against the sheets and bucking his hips up into the air. you’re grabbing fistfuls of his hair, rubbing your clit on his nose.

but heeseung gets touchy, and starts groping your ass, giving it light spanks and even moving one hand down to stroke himself. while you’re all for mutual pleasure, you want to teach him to exercise some self control.

you lift one leg from the side of his face and he tries to force you back down to continue his ministrations against your core.

“nuh-uh,” you voice, and he raises an eyebrow under you. you reach beneath the bed for a pair of handcuffs and cuff his wrists together. his mouth is agape, speechless, but he can’t find the words to complain.

you peer down at him and give him a sheepish grin, about to sit on his face again before another idea strikes you.

“actually, hold on.” you get up to grab one of heeseung’s ties from your shared closet.

“no wait, I wanna see you. my hands are already tied, what are you doing?”

“shhh, baby. I promise you’ll have so much more fun like this,” you whisper against his ear as you tie the blindfold around him.

you lower yourself onto his face once more and heeseung gets right back to work once he feels you on his lips.

“shit, that’s so good baby, keep going,” you moan.

he moves his tongue between your hole and your folds, swallowing your arousal and sucking on your clit ever so often. the pressure in your lower stomach begins to build and the pace at which his tongue flicks against you increases.

not being able to see or touch you makes heeseung slightly upset, but his concerns are at the back of his mind as he focuses all his attention on making you cum.

“hee, I think I'm gonna cum,” you say breathlessly. heeseung takes this as an opportunity to suck at your clit again and move his face up and down, rubbing his nose against your nub. your toes curl involuntarily as you let out a final moan, eyes squeezing shut.

“a-ah, fuck!! oh fuck,” you whine, walls spasming and clenching around his tongue. he collects your release on his tongue and hums, the taste more intense with his other senses deprived.

you wince in sensitivity as you lift yourself off of heeseung’s face. as you turn around, you catch sight of his hard cock, the tip dark pink and leaking.

“aw, look at you, all excited. my baby boy needs my help?” you ask in a sultry voice. you notice him straining against the handcuffs.

heeseung nods fervently. you swing your other leg over him to suck his cock, not realizing you’re in the perfect position to 69.

as you take him into your mouth, he moans and bucks his hips. you take as much of his length as you can, swirling your tongue around his tip as you work your way up and down.

heeseung, as much as he can’t resist the pleasure, wants to feel your resolve crumble on his tongue. he wants to feel your mouth stutter on his cock with him being the sole reason for your pleasure. he wants to overstimulate you until you’re screaming and cumming again into his mouth.

he can feel the heat of your core close to his face, so he experimentally lifts his head up with his tongue out, trying to figure out just how close you are. his tongue meets your pussy and you cry out around his dick.

breathy moans, high-pitched whimpers, and squelching sounds fill the room. your hips jerk forward and you clench around heeseung’s tongue at the overstimulation.

“hee, please, so sensitive,” you mewl, hoping he gives your clit a break.

he hums against you, not changing the pace of his lips against you. his eyes under the blindfold are shut in bliss, drinking in your arousal, adam’s apple bobbing up and down as he takes in your juices, some dripping down onto his chin.

if there was one thing heeseung knew for sure, it was that he could stay in this position forever. tasting you and hearing your moans alone was enough for him to cum untouched, which is why it was all the more difficult for heeseung to keep himself from cumming right now.

you run your tongue along the vein that ran from his base to his tip, dipping into his slit, causing him to cry out. he jerks up, shoving his hips further down your throat. his chest is heaving, bottom lip puffy from biting down and chewing on it while he takes breaks from in between your thighs.

you use a hand to wrap around what you can’t fit down in your mouth and begin deepthroating him again. his jaw clenches as he bites back a groan. another thrust down your throat has you gagging around him, the vibrations of your moan around his cock and the feeling of hitting the back of your throat pushing him toward the edge.

“gonna cum, ‘m cumming,” he warns. “fucking god, fuck, a-ah!” with his wrists twitching against the handcuffs, he turns his head to the side and bites down on your asscheek. you whine at the mix of pleasure and pain, spurts of cum shooting onto your tongue and down your throat. with both of your hands, you give a few more pumps up and down his length, licking up the last few drops of his pearly white release.

“take these off, please, so I can make you cum again– properly this time,” he breathes, referring to what you assume to be both the handcuffs and blindfold. while you sit up, swallowing his cum, you reach for the keys to uncuff him and he’s pulling the tie over his head the second his hands are free.

“fuck,” he groans, admiring your wet folds and swollen clit. he wraps his arms around your thighs and pulls you down, sucking on your clit like his life depends on it. you collapse onto his lower stomach, hands pressing against his pelvis as you shake from sensitivity. he begins licking stripes up and down your folds, and that’s when you can slowly feel your orgasm building again.

you grind back and forth on his face, riding his tongue until you feel the knot tightening under you, seemingly more intense than anything you’ve felt before. you let out a scream as you squirt all over his chin, your release running down his neck and dripping onto his satin pajama shirt. you both shudder, you from the strongest orgasm you’ve ever had and heeseung from feeling immensely proud and overwhelmed that he caused you to squirt from his mouth alone.

“I'll let you off the hook this time for overstimulating me, only because that was the first time I've ever squirted and the best orgasm of my life,” you say breathily, rolling onto your side. you cup his chin and bring his face level to yours. 

“next time, though, I'm gonna absolutely ruin you. I will make you cum until you have nothing left in you.”

[svnoohe4rts]

02:00 am

↳ pairing: heeseung x gn!reader

↳ word count: 0.5k

↳ a/n: found this hee drabble i never published so here y’all go, some heeseung fluff </3

↳ tw: none ! just pure fluff,,

“this is pathetic.”

with one of your hands intertwined with his and your other hand slowly combing through his hair, you cocked one of your eyebrows. “what is?” you mumbled, tilting your head so you could get a better view of the boy lying on top of your chest.

it was almost funny to you, seeing heeseung like this. seeing the 6 feet tall boy who usually carried the entire world on his shoulders, curled up against your body at the end of the day; his fingers lightly tracing meaningless figures against your exposed thighs.

“me acting like a baby,” he mumbled in response, his eyes still shut as your hand continued to comb through his tangled hair.

a chuckle left your lips, shaking your head as you placed your hand on top of one of his cheeks. your action caused his eyes to flutter open, his tired bambi eyes meeting yours. “you wanting some attention does not equal you being a baby, heeseung.”

a low groan left his lips before he buried his head into the crook of your neck, a small smile forming on your lips. “it sounds even more pathetic when you say it like that.” he mumbled against your skin, pressing his soft lips against your neck. the sensation made you giggle, his small kisses tickling your sensitive skin. “what’s so pathetic about wanting some attention?”

even at 2 o’clock in the morning, when the bags under his eyes were even more noticeable than usual; he still looked almost angelic. his arm sneaked around your waist, pulling you closer to him, comfortably placing your head on his chest.

“you’re asking too many questions.” he mumbled as his eyes fluttered shut once again, his raspy voice indicating that he was about to fall asleep any second. you just stared at him for a moment, a small smile still plastered on your lips as you admired the boy you had fallen so deeply in love with.

you leaned closer to him, pressing a soft kiss against his lips. you felt him smile into the kiss, one of his hands gently grabbing your cheek; his thumb lightly stroking it as he pecked your lips. “heeseung?” you whispered as you pulled away, the boy only humming in response.

“i don’t think it’s you wanting to cuddle that makes you a baby,” you mumbled, causing him to open one of his eyes, raising one of his eyebrows as he waited for you to continue your sentence.

“i think it’s your buzz lightyear toy that gives it away.”

“i hate you.”

“i know you love me, baby.”

[endthedream]

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note: I tried my best with this one haha this happens when you are bored at work 🤷🏼‍♀️ but I hope it makes up for being mia for so long