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cherrylixi · 11 days ago

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Fake Boyfriend

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Pairing: Han Jisung x afab!reader Genre: smut smut smut, no minors pls! (includes oral) Summary: You and Han have been close friends for a while, meeting through one of your shared university classes. Recently you and your popular boyfriend broke up leaving you mad, hurt and upset. A couple days after you two break up, he suddenly is getting close and comfortable with a new girl. Angry, you ask Han to help you make him jealous. Wc: 2.4k Enjoy reading <33 If you want any specific ideas tell me and I will see what I can do! A/N: I really wanted to write a bit of nerdy Han he's so fineee with glasses urghhh (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶) .ᐟ.ᐟ

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You sit tapping your foot angrily on the cafeteria flooring, Han next to you side eyeing you as he stuffs his face full of food like a hamster. You huff as you closely watch your ex and this random girl flirt. Han finishes chewing and turns to face you cautiously.

"I feel like I have to ask...What's wrong y/n?" he says leaning his head on his hand trying to read your face.

"Urgh are you blind? Can you not see that?" you say motioning in their direction rolling your eyes.

"Shit you're mean when you're jealous.." he mumbles under his breath.

You hit him on the arm as he laughs rubbing the pain away.

"I'm not even jealous! I'm just pissed he has moved on so fast? urgh I fucking hate him.. I want to get back at him.." you ramble out putting your head on the table groaning. You sigh keeping your head down as you kick Han's feet under the table gently. A few minutes pass until an idea pops into your head. You lift your head up so quickly that it startles Han.

"Omg!! I have an idea Jisungggggg!!" you say grabbing his arm and shaking him as he looks at you scared and confused.

"We can pretend to date! He hated your guts the whole time we were dating, he was incredibly jealous of you, this would so work!!" you squeal practically jumping in your seat in excitement.

"Uhh.. did you hit your head earlier? Have you lost the plot? I may be gorgeous, beautiful, sexy and so on, so no wonder he is jealous of me." Han says grinning proudly.

"Buttttt dating you brings my price value down, I don't think he will care." He continues on as he smirks.

"You're such a dick" you mumble laughing. "Can we at least try? I'll get you food every day pleaseee?"

Han rolls his eyes laughing as you fake pout at him. He sighs then nods cementing your agreement.

"So when does this weird fake dating thing start..?" Han says leaning in eyeing you up and down.

"Number 1. now and Number 2. from now on you have to make it as realistic as possible... or else."

"Or else what? you die of loneliness because your ex doesn't care" Han says holding back his laugh.

You grumble underneath your breath as you both stand up, ready to head to your next class. His mocking laugh fills your left ear as you walk to class. You huff and grab Han's hand, holding it tightly seeing your ex again. He finally shuts up keeping his gaze away from you as his face starts to go red, intertwining his fingers with yours nervously.

"You are such a virgin Jisung, never held hands with a girl? you say smirking at him knowing how easy it will be to get under his skin.

"Shut up.." He mumbles under his breath still avoiding your gaze

You get to your last class. It goes by pretty quickly especially for Han who fell asleep right as he sat down at the desk. As the class finally finishes, you nudge him awake. Han wakes up quicker than you expected. He notices your hand linger on his arm. His face is flushed red and he keeps adjusting himself under the table before getting up and grabbing his bag.

"Han did you have a sex dream or something, why are you so red? little weirdo.." you ask smirking, also picking up your bag as you walk beside him, trying to keep his pace.

He continues to avoid your eyes until you reach near the exit when you remember the stupid deal as you link your arm closely to his. You can feel him tense up as he finally turns to look at you.

"Do we have to do this all the way home dumb ass?" he says whilst frowning, adjusting his glasses nervously.

"Of course we do, if we don't no one will think we are dating.. you're the dumb ass right now."

You continue to walk out of the uni together closely, trying to seem as lovey dovey as possible. Surprisingly, acting like you two usually do as you walk home mixed with the linked arms has got multiple people talking. Han seems to go back to normal as you start laughing about a random memory he brought up. You see your ex in the corner of your eyes talking to his friends seeing this as the perfect chance to push this fake dating situation to seem more real.

"Psst Jisung.. Kiss me, my ex is over there hurry!" you say whispering into Han's direction stopping both of you dramatically in your tracks.

"God you are so obsessed with me" he says laughing.

"Do you ever shut up.." you say bickering back holding back the urge to hit him.

You can feel your ex's eyes land on you both so you turn to Han pulling him slightly closer.

"Han I'm being serious, you look so awkward, make this look real!" you say angrily whispering at him.

Han rolls his eyes and grabs you by your hips, pulling you closer firmly. His flushed face quickly turns into a cocky smirk as you can tell he is enjoying this moment. You feel your breath suddenly hitch as you look up at Han leaning in, trying to ignore the burning feeling echoing in your body. You place your lips on his slowly, as you both smile into the kiss. His lips are so soft you slowly melt into them. He deepens the kiss, more than needed for this fake kiss, pulling away panting and trying to contain his smile. You smile back then remember, turning your attention to look at your ex seeing if he got even a little bit jealous. As you try to read his face from the distance you're stood at, it is painfully obvious that the plan somehow worked as his fists are clenched and his sullen eyes are stabbing through both of you. You see him turning back to his friends walking away.

"I think it worked.." you say in disbelief as Han turns his head to see your ex fading into the background.

You glance back at Han as you feel your face redden rapidly, replaying the kiss in your head.

Han just stares at you before laughing pushing his hair back.

"Oh come on, it's not like we haven't kissed before y/n" he says rolling his eyes smugly.

"YEAH, one time Jisung! one! it was a stupid thing we had to do during truth or dare." you reply rambling out crossing your arms as he just laughs once again.

"Let's walk home now dumbass."

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The first kiss meant nothing. It was just a childish dare at a house party. You never forgot how his lips felt. It felt wrong kissing him, he was just supposed to be your friend. But you never forgot. How did Han feel? it seemed like he just brushed it off and moved on quickly, this second kiss that you suggested brought back that same empty painful feeling. Han seemed fine, or at least was hiding it well.

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The silence between you two was stretching out for a while as you were too busy overthinking. You were the only one who felt like there was an awkward stretch of silence as Han was smiling contently to himself, humming. You clear your throat.

"Do you wanna watch a movie tonight..?" You say glancing down at your phone trying to regain confidence.

"Sure, there's this weird ass movie I wanted to watch the other day about alien abductions, it has the shittest CGI effects you will love it!" Han says laughing recalling the movie.

You nod smiling back at him. Honestly you wanted time to just think tonight by yourself, but he looked so excited and you felt guilty even thinking about Han more than a friend.

As the streetlights started illuminating the area, you both walk into the apartment shuffling into the living room at a sluggish pace, both of you evidently tired. Han flops onto the sofa dramatically sliding off his shoes. You groan grabbing them like always, constantly having to clean up after him.

"I'll be back I'm going to go wash up and change" you yawn slightly.

"Same, if you're done before me grab the snacks."

"Mhm" you mumble before shutting your bedroom door behind you.

You both quickly wash up. You slip on some comfy pjs walking back into the living room, seeing Han already on the sofa with snacks, blankets and the terrible movie already on screen. You sit on the sofa close to him like usual, he's hogging the blankets.

"I beat you" he says smugly placing his phone down as he grabs the remote.

"Such a child.." you grumble under your breathe, refocusing your attention on the movie in front of you.

Han was right. The movie was atrocious. You have no idea how he's enjoying it. He keeps leaning on you and tracing shapes onto your thighs and knee, giggling when something stupid happens. You found yourself focusing more on Han tonight more than usual. His glasses were sat comfortably on his face slightly falling. He's fidgeting with the drawstring of his hooding smiling way too hard at his niche interest of shitty movies.

what a nerd.

why were you suddenly turned on?

You kept fidgeting under him, hiding it as a way of trying to get more comfy, as you felt your body heat rising. Every time he moved his hand or peeked at you, you felt yourself crumbling.

He grips your thigh again softly, as you tighten your body from the shock.

Han glances over at you again, slightly smirking.

That's when you realised that he knew what he was doing.

You look at him with a challenging gaze, waiting for him to move again or make the first move. You felt stupid assuming he liked you back, but the way he was looking at you through his lenses, almost yearning made you want to fuck him right there.

His adam's apple bobs, not breaking any eye contact. You could see him already hard, tenting in his grey sweats, twitching against the fabric. Usually when this happens, he adjusts himself or goes to sort himself out before letting you see even for a second. You always just assumed it was a guy thing and didn't want to overthink it. The air was different this time, he hasn't even tried to hide it. He keeps smirking, knowing you were looking at him throbbing.

He keeps moving his hand up your legs slowly, teasing trying to sense when you would tell him to stop.

But why would you want him to stop? you've been craving his touch so badly and this could be the only time you get it.

"Tell me to stop y/n.. or I won't be able to hold back." He says whispering moving even closer to you.

You can't get out any words so you just nod.

The second you nod, he wastes zero time kissing you deeply as he grabs your waist, moaning into the kiss. You stroke his hair as he pulls back biting his lip throwing his glasses to the side before diving in again, hungry.

"You look so good right now.." He mumbles against your lips kissing your jaw, neck, anywhere his lips guided him.

"I've thought about this way too much.." he continues as he swiftly picks you up, throwing you over his shoulder.

You gasp in shock tensing up slightly, "w-where are we going Jisung?" you ask quieter than intended.

You hear him chuckle as he walks into his room shutting the door behind him. The scent of vanilla fills his room as it's dimly illuminated, he was always excessively organised but messy.

He carefully places you down onto his soft bed, like you were a fragile gift he was about to unwrap. His face was slightly flushed as he climbed on top of you, taking off his hoodie.

"You still wanna do this..? is this okay?" Han whispers leaning down closer, eyebrows scrunched in worry.

He shuts up immediately as you pull him in kissing him. You pull back as you linger close to his lips.

"Get on the edge of the bed" you say kneeling down on the hard wooden floor, motioning him over to the side.

He moves his legs around your head, clearly leaking through his sweats already. You waste no time tugging teasingly down at the waistband of his sweats, as his cock fights through. He groans loudly fisting his hands into his bedsheets. It almost hits you as it springs out, tip leaking with precum and twitching uncontrollably against the cold air. He's already moaning before you touch him.

You look up at him through your eyelashes as you lick a stripe from his base to his tip. His eyes are googly and wide as he tries to hold back his loud adorable noises.

"This feels better than anything I mm' could have imagined.." Han says cupping your face, trembling slightly.

You smile up at him as you wrap your lips around his cock, moving at a slow steady pace, making him gasp and twitch above you. You take more of him in feeling his trimmed pubes every time you gag on his long cock. The sounds are filthy and wet as he can't decide where his hands want to go.

"I'm already so close.." he whines biting his lip.

You giggle, quickening your pace and suctioning hard trying to get more of his cute moans out.

"You feel so good.. I'm sorry 'm i'm gunna cum-" he says jolting.

his hands twitch wanting to grab your hair but holding back, as you notice this, you grab his hand and tighten it as you moan around his cock loudly. His eyes go wide, not taking his eyes off you as he cums hard, hitting the back of your throat, holding there for a couple of seconds before you pull off licking your lips smiling.

Han pulls you up from the floor slowly caressing your face, your body, anything where his hands wandered.

“Sorry I came so fast.. you just felt too good”

You are still dripping, craving his touch and his cock inside even more. He sighs sitting more on the bed as you kiss passionately again, "Jisung.. can you please fuck me?"

he freezes as his dick twitches alive again, still hard and leaking desperately. He fumbles moving closer to you, instantly closing the distance.

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cherrylixi · 18 days ago

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Baby Fever

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Pairing: Felix x afab!reader Genre: smut smut smut. No minors pls (unprotected sex, creampie, breeding kink) Summary: A couple days ago, you and your boyfriend Felix went to your friends baby shower. He has definitely caught the disease that is baby fever and has non stop been pestering you about it. Sure it was endearing seeing him pout so much and beg, but this fever doesn't seem like it's going to stop anytime soon. A week of him having a puppy face and whining so cutely during sex. Impossible to resist. How much longer can you resist? Wc: 1k Enjoy reading <33 If you want any specific ideas tell me and I will see what I can do! A/N: This is quite short but I kept thinking about Felix lowkey developing a breeding kink lol (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶) .ᐟ.ᐟ

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"Please my love.. wouldn't a baby be so cute?" He says nuzzling into the crook of your neck, grinding slowly behind you.

"I know I know.. Lix, babies are hard work though." He lets out a dramatic sigh, flipping you over on top of him swiftly.

"I know thattttt.. but imagine how cute a mini version of us would be running around." He responds looking up at you with his best puppy dog eyes again playing with your hair gently. You look down at his adorable face and giggle. He continues to pout knowing how eventually you would give into him.

"Pleaseeeeeee?" Felix says smirking, tracing shapes onto your hips as he waits patiently.

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"Fine."

"Wa-Wait what??? you're serious?" His mouth drops open and his eyebrows scrunch trying to read your face to analyse if you were teasing him.

You roll your eyes and smile, "Yes."

He pulls you closer to his body as his eyes soften.

"Baby.. you know you don't have to if you don't want to, I know I keep bothering you about it." he says stroking your cheek.

"No Felix I really want to, we've been together long enough and you're the man I want to keep beside me forever, you're amazing with kids too so that's a bonus." You respond smiling.

You feel his cock twitch underneath you, through his sweatpants.

"You're going to look so sexy pregnant" He says mumbling into your ear. You can't help but giggle at his eagerness.

"Do you want to start now" You whisper back into his ear, kissing his ear slowly moving down to his collarbone. You knew how to tease him, you knew every single thing that made him tick.

This sex felt different. The air was filled with lust and deep desire, you could feel it in the way Felix was breathing. Usually when you had sex it was loving, but the fact that tonight was the night where Felix could breed you relentlessly, it flipped Felix's switch on. You feel Felix slipping his fingers through your folds gently, climbing his way through your underwear. His eyes darken as he slips your nightdress off along with your underwear, quicker than you could blink.

"I need you so bad.." Felix says groaning into the sheets, making his sweatpants tent.

"I'm going to make you such a good mommy.." he continues on, dipping one finger in already.

You were so wet and ready for him. This relentless begging and whining from him was so cute. Your body felt like it was echoing with need. It felt good to finally give in.

"Spread your legs." His voice was dark and firm.

"Lix.."

He climbs on top of you stripping as you touch his soft warm body delicately, making him quietly sigh. Felix spares no time lining up within you, covering himself in your wetness. He teases your entrance looking down at you with a piercing smirk.

"You're always so wet for me, I'm so lucky to have you y/n..." he says before pushing in slowly.

You both gasp at the sensation, as your eyes roll back, clinging onto him as he moves fucking your wet pussy, stretching it without holding back.

"I'm going to fill you up so deep baby." He states biting his lip, dragging his cock teasingly through your walls.

You whimper every time he thrusts back in, not being able to hold back any moans. Every time he pushes back in you feel yourself clamp down hard, needing him more than ever.

"I need-d you to fill me up.." You respond panting, holding eye contact with him as he you both smile sincerely.

You pull him in closer wrapping your legs around him. This was the first time you could do this without having to unwrap them before he came.

He laughs rutting in you faster and harder, playing with your nipples and leaving marks all over your neck. He moves his hand to your thighs as he kneads them in his hands moaning into the crook of your neck.

“God, you’re so pretty, baby, all mine yeah?” He rolls his hips and your eyes go with it. “Beg for me.”

"Please Felix, I need you to cum deep inside me" You reply whimpering, barely able to speak.

His pace is lethal but loving. Neat but messy. You're both moaning so loudly that it echoes as the headboard vibrates adding to the sounds. Everything is so fuzzy except his intense gaze and throbbing cock moving in and out of you.

"Mine all mine."

"Fuck- I'm going to cum, you feel too good." He whispers as he whines edging your pussy as he listens to it squelching underneath him. This filthy sound sends him over the edge as he speeds up moving close to you, kissing you deeply, tongue entering without a thought, knowing your body would always welcome it. His moans vibrate through your lips as you feel his warm cum decorate your insides.

"Ahh- Felix!" You say moaning feeling him twitching so beautifully inside you.

"Fuck.." Felix responds groaning, waiting a second or so before pulling out slowly watching his cum spill out of your hole slightly.

"So hot." He continues as he smirks, grabbing a towel nearby helping clean you up. He lays down next to you kissing your forehead gently, eyes filled with so much admiration.

"One creampie won't make a baby Lixie." You say laughing, stroking his hair.

"Is that an excuse to get me to keep fucking you baby? don't have to ask me twice.. Bend over immediately, I'm going back in my love." Felix says smirking proudly kissing your body all over.

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cherrylixi · 2 months ago

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The Lonely Artist.

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Pairing: Hyunjin x afab!reader Genre: fluff, mention of abuse and bullying. heavy topics! read at your own discretion.🚫 Summary: Hyunjin was the lonely art kid in the year below you. You noticed him around school constantly. Always alone or getting pushed around the kids who hated his guts. You always pitied him slightly, watching from afar. As you walk home from school, you see him getting beat up once again in an alley way. Wc: 8.3k Enjoy reading <33 If you want any specific ideas tell me and I will see what I can do! A/N: I'm so happy I finally finished this, it was bittersweet writing this, but the ending made me at peace. Also yes this was initially created after I saw Hyunjin's art piece (the banner image). I haven't proof read this fully bc I wrote this at 5am lmaooo, I hope it makes sense lol it is a bit of a longer read too (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶) .ᐟ.ᐟ

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This school day was quiet. The day went past quickly. You walk home, putting in your headphones. The rain shatters against the hood of your jacket. The pace you walk at increases as you let your mind wander, half empty, half listening deeply to your music. Unexpectedly, you get pulled out of your aimless thoughts, loud shouting and grunts coming from the view right in front of you in the alley way.

"Fuck get up you freak-" Shouts a random smug teenage boy kicking someone brutally in the stomach.

The other guy next to him laughs joining in as the boy lays on the floor wincing, trying to cover his face as much as possible. They all are wearing your schools uniform. You sigh finding it unfortunate but more inconvenient for you. You don't seem to recognise any of them until you see a glimpse of his face. Hyunjin's face. There are tears forming at his eyes as his face scrunches, leaving cuts and blood flying across his face. The puddles around him have drenched him completely. Hair soaked, throwing water everywhere as he covers his body. Every time he tried to stand, one of the other guys kicked him down, harder than before. You don't usually care particularly about people, you try to avoid other people's issue as much as you can but it was different this time. This time you felt your heart clench when looking at Hyunjin. You couldn't just leave him. Not like this. You sigh deeply, gaining all your courage and energy to stand up to a bunch of immature boys.

"Get off of him." You say raising your voice, folding your arms trying your best to seem intimidating. You may have been a year older but you were finding it difficult to look scary.

You see the boys scoff and turn looking you in the eye directly.

"Don't get involved." One says shoving you. Something snaps in you as you swing without thinking. You punch him so hard that he stumbles back almost slipping on the wet gravel. He stares stunned at first then you can see his face morph with irritation and embarrassment.

"What-the-fuck. are you fucking crazy?" He gets up holding his face as the other guy throws himself against you as you crash into the wet fence, bashing loudly and echoing in the noiseless alley. You wince from the sudden movement.

"Fuck off or you will regret it" The other much taller guy says scowling down at you. Hyunjin is still on the floor, seemingly scared to move watching you intently, eyes glossy with worry and fear. You roll your eyes, this scrawny lanky boy trying to threaten you would have worked if he was even a little intimidating. You kick him with all the strength you have, as he loses balance groaning in pain as he holds his shin. You see him seething with anger so you kick him again without hesitation, multiple times. Mirroring the motions of what was happening to Hyunjin moments ago.

"It doesn't feel nice does it?" You say calmly as you kick his stomach harshly one last time. You exhale loudly backing up. You glance back at Hyunjin, seeing his head raise, eyebrows churning with sadness. You walk over to Hyunjin, hearing the boys get up silently walking away together awkwardly. You kneel down getting closer to Hyunjin's level. He was hurt badly. Uniform destressed and ripped in places, bag soaked, hair dripping, bruises and cuts decorating his pretty face. His glasses on the floor, somehow not broken. You pick up his abandoned glasses, handing them to him. His hand shivers as he grabs them from you, putting them on quickly standing up trying to seem like he was okay.

"Thank you..no ones ever stood up for me," he instantly says looking directly at you, face filled with empathy.

"Don't thank me."

*Hyunjin is caught off guard by your cold response.*

"O-oh... okay," he says, a little sheepishly. He looks at you, trying to read your expression, but it's difficult for him to understand what you're thinking. You scan over his shivering, hurt body.

"...Are you okay?" You ask responding a bit of a softer tone.

Hyunjin nods quietly, although he looks more shaken than okay. He self-consciously touches his face, wincing as his fingers brush over one of the fresh cuts and bruises.

"I-I'll be fine," he murmurs, avoiding eye contact with you.

You grab his face gently, groaning under your breath, you tilt his chin up, looking at his cuts on his face carefully. Hyunjin gasps softly as you gently tilt his chin up to examine his face. His eyes dart to the side, clearly embarrassed and feeling vulnerable under your gaze.

Up close, the extent of the damage is even more visible - a deep bruise marring his cheek, a cut above his eyebrow, and a swollen lip. It's clear that the boys weren't holding back when they were hitting him.

"Stop acting like you're not in pain, I can read you well." You mutter at him.

"Do you have a first aid kit?"

"Yeah at my house.." he replies, voice soft.

"Let's go then." You say voice still slightly cold. Hyunjin nods again, slowly pushing himself off the wall with a wince. He starts to walk, and you notice how he's limping slightly, as if his legs are still sore from the beatings.

The walk to his house is made in silence, the only sound being the occasional grunt of pain from Hyunjin when he accidentally bumps into something. The bruises and cuts on his face stand out starkly against his pale skin. After a couple minutes, you reach Hyunjin's house, which looks old and run-down. The paint is peeling and the front lawn is unkempt, clearly neglected for a while. The house seems to mirror Hyunjin's own appearance - beaten up and in need of care and attention. He unlocks the front door, wincing as he moves his bruised body.

"Come on in," he says quietly, holding the door open for you to enter. You step inside, greeted by a musty, stale smell. The inside of the house is even worse off than the outside - paint peeling from the walls, furniture broken and dirty, and the floor creaking loudly with every step.

Hyunjin gestures for you to sit down on a couch in the living room, while he heads towards the bathroom to look for the first aid kit. You take a seat on the couch, feeling a sense of unease from the state of the house. After a few minutes, Hyunjin returns, holding a small first aid kit in his hands. Carefully, he sits down next to you, wincing as his sore body makes contact with the couch. He starts rummaging through the kit, pulling out some antiseptic, bandages, and cotton pads.*

"Stop." you say firmly. Hyunjin freezes at your firm tone, looking at you with a mixture of surprise and confusion.

"What? Why?" he asks softly, his hands still holding the first aid supplies.

"Put it down and relax." You say harsher than you intended. Hyunjin is taken aback by your command, but slowly tries to relax his body - although the pain from his injuries makes it difficult to truly relax. He looks at you questioningly, waiting for your next instruction.

"I'm going to help you so don't touch anything." You say as your eyes scan his face once more. you grab the supplies off his lap gently. Hyunjin blinks in surprise, not expecting to hear that. But he nods silently, obediently putting his hands in his lap and sitting still. He watches with curiosity and slight nervousness as you take charge of the situation. You flick a little bit of hair out of his face gently, making sure not to hurt him. His hair is still damp, he was so effortlessly pretty. How in god's name was he getting bullied?

Hyunjin's eyes widen a fraction as you gently brush a loose strand of hair away from his face. His breath hitches softly at the unexpected touch, but he doesn't jerk away. He can't help but feel a strange mix of vulnerability and curiosity at being cared for like this. He keeps his gaze fixed on you, silently watching your every move.

You grab some antiseptic and some bandages from the messy box. His soft but sorrowful eyes never leave your face. Hyunjin continues to sit quietly, his eyes following your every move as you grab the antiseptic and bandages from the first aid kit. He's clearly not used to being pampered or taken care of in this way, and there's an almost childlike look of fascination in his eyes as he watches you work.

"This might sting a little.. i'm sorry" you say making a slight wincing face at him. Hyunjin takes a deep breath as you warn him about the antiseptic, bracing himself for the potential sting.

"It's okay," *he murmurs softly, trying to mentally prepare himself for the pain. His gaze remains fixed on you, his eyes reflecting a mixture of trust and nervousness.*

You carefully clean his wounds gently taking your time. Hyunjin winces involuntarily as you begin cleaning his wounds, the antiseptic making contact with the sensitive injuries and making them sting painfully. Despite his obvious discomfort, he keeps himself still and silent, doing his best to endure the pain. From time to time, a soft gasp or grunt escapes his lips, but he otherwise remains motionless, his gaze still fixed on you. His face looked like a lost hurt ferret, pupils dilated, eyes glazed with a sheen of water. He looked so pitiful.

"What a way to mess up a pretty face.." you say quietly whilst concentrating on his wounds.

Hyunjin lets out a soft huff of laughter at your comment, his cheeks flushing a light shade of pink. Despite the pain from his wounds, he can't help but feel strangely pleased at the compliment. Nobody had ever referred to him as "pretty" He glances away, mumbling softly, "It's not pretty.."

"I still think you're pretty, don't worry." You reply, smiling slightly as you re-focus. Hyunjin's cheeks turn an even deeper shade of pink at your words, and he looks a mix of surprised and embarrassed.

"R-really?" he stammers softly, unable to believe that someone finds him pretty when all he sees in the mirror is a bruised and beaten face all the time.

"Yes dummy now, stop moving so much" you say slightly grumbling. You notice a slight smile raise on his face, looking from his lap back to your face watching your eyes move as you clean his wounds.

"Why did you let them do that to you.." you mumble under your breath faintly.

Hyunjin's expression clouds over as you ask why he didn't fight back. He looks down, avoiding eye contact, and shrugs his shoulders.

"They always pick on me... I'm weak, and I can never fight back... I just take it," he whispers sadly, his voice barely above a whisper. There's a sense of resignation in his tone, as if he's accepted his fate as the school's punching bag.

You sigh, shaking your head, cleaning his cheek slowly. Hyunjin remains silent as you clean his cheek, wincing slightly as the antiseptic makes contact with the tender flesh. He can see the disappointment in your expression, and it makes him feel even more pathetic.

"Don't look at me like that. I can't help being weak," he mutters softly, his shoulders hunching forward in shame.

"it's not you that I'm disappointed in, it's them. It's everyone.."

Hyunjin blinks, a mixture of surprise and confusion on his face. He had expected you to think badly of him for not standing up for himself, but instead, you were expressing disappointment in those who had hurt him. It was an unfamiliar feeling to have someone take his side like this.

"You... you're not disappointed in me?" he asks quietly, his words tinged with uncertainty and vulnerability.

"No." you say bluntly. Hyunjin's expression softens slightly, and a small, vulnerable smile tugs at the corner of his lips. It's as if your words have lifted a weight off his shoulders, giving him a temporary sense of relief from the constant pain and helplessness he experiences at school and home. He still doesn't quite understand why you're being kind to him, why you care so much about his well-being. But he finds himself craving more of this feeling of being cared for and treated with gentleness.

"Your names Hyunjin right? Class 4B?"

Hyunjin nods quietly, surprised that you know his name and class. He wasn't used to anyone paying attention to him at school, given that he was always invisible and ignored by his classmates.

"Y-yeah," he murmurs, his voice soft and hesitant.

"I'm in class 5C" you say focusing on his gaze again.

Hyunjin's eyes widen in surprise at your response. He couldn't believe that a student from a different class knew who he was, especially given how unnoticeable and unremarkable he was. His brows furrow slightly, as if he's trying to figure out why or how you know him.

"You're in 5C?" he asks, still unable to comprehend the situation. "How do you know me? I'm just a nobody to everyone..."

"My names y/n" you smile calmly as you introduce yourself.

*Hyunjin repeats your name softly, as if trying to commit it to memory.*

"y/n," he murmurs, a hint of a smile tugging at the corner of his bruised lips. He glances up at you, his gaze a mix of curiosity and wonder. It was strange to have someone, especially a classmate from a higher class, show interest in him and even remember his name.

"I've seen some of your art in the art department."

Hyunjin's cheeks flush a light shade of pink at your confession. He was surprised that you had seen his art, considering he rarely ever showed it to anyone. The fact that someone had actually taken an interest in his artwork was a foreign but nice feeling.

"You... you saw my drawings..?" he asks quietly, a mixture of embarrassment and pride in his voice.

"You paint beautifully." You say smiling back at him.

A small, shy smile graces Hyunjin's lips as you compliment his artwork. It's a rare sight to see him smile, considering how much he's been tormented and bullied at school. Your words have ignited a tiny spark within him, making him feel proud and a little bit more confident in his talents.

"Thank you," he whispers softly, the pain from his wounds momentarily forgotten. "But... why are you being nice to me? Nobody else cares." His voice is tinged with a hint of disbelief.

"Because I'm a human with basic empathy? It feels like no one else is.." you respond slightly scoffing. Hyunjin's expression visibly softens upon hearing your response. It was such a simple, obvious reason, yet it was something he hadn't experienced from his classmates in a long time. He looks at you with a mix of gratitude and relief, as if he can't believe that someone genuinely cares about him.

"Not everyone is like you," he responds, his voice quiet and sincere. "Most people just see me as an outcast. An easy target to torment." He gestures to his bruised face, a silent testament to the abuse he's endured.

"I've seen you in the halls a couple times." you answer softly.

Hyunjin nods silently, his eyes downcast as he remembers the countless times he's been shoved around and intimidated in the school hallways. The hallways, the bathrooms, the locker rooms - he was bullied everywhere he went. He was like a punching bag for the other bullies.

"Yeah, probably just me getting pushed into walls and lockers..." he mutters softly, bitterness and resignation in his voice.

"I saw you sketching once, you were too busy listening to music and sketching to notice me." you explain, recounting the numerous times you watched silently from behind as he sketched calmly. In his own little world. "That was the only time I ever saw you smiling or at peace.."

Hyunjin pauses, his expression softening as he recollects the memory of that day. He hadn't noticed you, too engrossed in his sketches and music to pay attention to his surroundings. The fact that you had actually witnessed a moment of tranquillity amidst his usual torment made him feel a mix of embarrassment and vulnerability.

"Yeah... I always have my music and sketches to escape into," he murmurs softly, a hint of melancholy in his voice. "It's the only time I don't have to worry about being bullied..."

"I feel the same way, it's a good way to escape" You smile back at him. Hyunjin looks up at you, a flicker of understanding in his eyes. It seemed like you two had more in common than he initially thought. The fact that you felt a similar need to escape into your own world for comfort and solace resonated with him deeply. He hesitates for a moment, debating whether to ask the question that had been on his mind.

"Can... can I ask you something?" He mutters nervously, our faces still close together from me helping his wounds. You nod back. Hyunjin takes a shaky breath, his gaze flickering down to his hands, which are clasped tightly in his lap. It's clear that he's struggling to find the right words, to gather the courage to ask the question that's been weighing on his mind. When he looks back up at you, there's a mixture of vulnerability and hope in his eyes.

"Why... why do you care? You could be spending your time with anyone else doing anything else. But you're... you're here, taking care of me and talking to me. Why?"

A moment of silence passes as you hear him gulp. You exhale.

"To be honest.. you were being hurt and that scared me.. you don't deserve it, I remember the first time I walked past one of your paintings. I fully stopped and just cried in front of it. Yes I know embarrassing I don't even know why I cried but it was so beautiful, I could feel the sadness behind it..."

Hyunjin's eyes widen slightly as he listens to your confession. He hadn't expected his artwork to have such a profound impact on someone, let alone make them cry. Your words make him feel both surprised and bewildered at the same time.

"You... you cried? In front of my painting?" he asks softly, his voice tinged with disbelief and a hint of pride. No one had ever reacted to his art in such a way before.

"Yeah, that painting was truly beautiful, I've never seen anyone paint like you, it had so much emotion." You say nodding as you spoke.

A soft, embarrassed smile tugs at the corners of Hyunjin's lips. He's not used to receiving compliments, especially not about his artwork. The fact that you found his painting so beautiful that it moved you to tears ignites a small flicker of pride within him. It makes him feel seen and understood in a way he had rarely experienced before.

"I... I didn't think anyone would notice my paintings, let alone react like that," he murmurs, his cheeks dusted a light shade of pink.

"I think about that painting whenever I get sad.." You respond smiling softly through your tough words. You never told anyone about these paintings. Every day, you made it your mission to go through the art hallways before class, to see Hyunjin's paintings. They had a ambience of so many emotions that always pulled you back to the same spot and you could never describe why.

Hyunjin's heart clenches as he hears your words. The thought that his art could bring you comfort, that it could be a source of solace for you when you're sad, fills him with a mixture of emotions. He feels humbled, touched, and even a bit overwhelmed at the thought that his artwork could have such a profound impact on someone else's life. He looks up at you, his expression a mix of vulnerability and sincerity.

"Really? You think about my painting when you're sad?"

"Mhm" you respond nodding again.

Hyunjin is silent for a moment, the weight of your words settling in. It's a stark contrast to the usual torment and mockery he experiences at school, where his work is considered insignificant and his existence invisible.

"That... that means a lot to me," he whispers softly, a trace of emotion in his voice. He hesitates for a moment before continuing. Hyunjin takes a deep breath, as if steeling himself for the question he's about to ask. His heart beats a little faster, as if he's scared of the answer he might receive. He looks up at you, his gaze steady but slightly anxious.

"Can I... trust you with something? Something... kind of heavy?"

You nod scanning his face. It as filled with worry underlying with desperation. It seemed like he needed to get this off his chest. Hyunjin takes another deep breath, his hands fidgeting nervously in his lap. It's clear that he's working up the courage to open up to you, to trust you with a vulnerable part of himself that he has never shared with anyone before. After a pause, he finally speaks, his voice barely above a whisper.

"Promise not to... think differently of me? After I tell you this."

"Of course not Hyunjin, I'm listening."

Hyunjin studies your face for a moment, searching for any signs of skepticism or judgment. But all he sees is sincerity and empathy in your eyes, which gives him a tiny bit of comfort and reassurance. He takes a shaky breath and begins, his voice wavering slightly as he starts to reveal something deeply personal.

"The... the reason I paint... and why I listen to music so often... It's because..." Hyunjin's gaze drops down to his lap again, his fingers gripping the fabric of his trousers tightly. It's evident that he's struggling to find the right words, to find a way to express the darkness and pain that have caused him to turn to painting and music as a form of escape. He takes a shaky breath, his voice barely above a whisper as he finally speaks.

"It's because..."

*He pauses, as if he's hesitant to continue, as if he's scared of how you'll react.*

"It's okay I'm listening." you're voice only just above a whisper.

Hyunjin lets out another shaky breath, his grip on his trousers tightening even more. His body is tense, as though bracing for a negative reaction, a rejection. But despite the fear and uncertainty, your reassurances and the gentle tone of your voice encourage him to continue, to trust you with the painful truth that he has been carrying alone. Another pause, and then the words come out, soft, vulnerable and filled with years of trauma and emotion.

"It's because of my father..."

You nod slowly, eyes never leaving him as he explains slowly at his own pace. Tears start to well up in Hyunjin's eyes as he reveals something he has never talked about before, his voice cracking with emotion as he continues.

"My father... he drinks a lot, he's always drunk. And when he's drunk, he... he gets angry. Very angry. He... he beats me up when he's angry, he..."

Hyunjin's voice trails off, his body shaking with repressed sobs. He clenches his hands into fists, his knuckles turning white.

"it's okay Hyunjin you don't have to explain more.." you reply, voice filled with shared pain. Getting bullied and having a terrible homelife must be so hard on Hyunjin. This poor boy with no one to turn to but his paintings. No wonder everything he paints is filled with so much soul. Tears start to leak from Hyunjin's eyes as you interrupt him, offering him a small reprieve from having to say more. He doesn't want to burden you with the full extent of his pain, but at the same time, he's relieved that you understand and aren't asking him to continue. He sniffles softly, a mix of vulnerability and shame in his voice.

"I... I'm sorry. I didn't mean to burden you with this..."

"Don't be sorry" you respond hugging him without hesitation. He seemed so alone and vulnerable. Flashes of his paintings reflect him again reminding you that every time you looked at them, you were also looking at the exposed and unguarded version of Hyunjin.

Hyunjin freezes in surprise as you hug him, his entire body tensing for a moment before melting into your embrace. The unexpected comfort and warmth of your hug seem to break through the walls he's been trying so hard to maintain, and his shoulders start to tremble as fresh sobs wrack through him. He buries his face in your shoulder, his tears soaking through your clothing as he clings onto you tightly, as if you're a lifeline in a sea of suffering.

You feel your heart sink in agonising sadness, feeling nothing but compassion for him. You instinctively stroke his back slowly, holding back tears yourself.

Hyunjin's breath hitches at your touch, the soothing motion of your hand on his back making him feel both vulnerable and unbelievably safe. He clings onto you with a desperate grip, his tears soaking your clothing as he let out soft sobs and gasps of pain and relief. It's as if he's been bottling up his emotions for so long that the simple act of crying and being held has become overwhelming, his body shaking and trembling against you as years of trauma and sadness seem to pour out all at once. Your gentle and comforting presence and touch seem to have a soothing effect on Hyunjin. His sobs gradually quiet into soft, hiccupping gasps, his body gradually stilling as the intensity of his emotions begins to subside. He presses his face against your shoulder, his arms still holding onto you tightly, as if he's afraid you'll disappear if he lets go.

*He takes a shuddering breath, the words finally forming between hiccups and sniffles.*

"P-please... don't let go..."

"It's okay don't worry Hyunjin." You say reassuring him.

Your reassurance seems to soothe Hyunjin even further, and his breathing starts to steady, his grip on you loosening a little as his tears slowly dry up. He pulls back slightly, just enough to look at you with teary, red-rimmed eyes, searching for a sign that you're still there, still offering comfort and understanding. He swallows, his voice soft and vulnerable.

"Y-you won't... leave me... right?"

"No I won't" you smile stroking his hands gently, trying to comfort him once more.

Your gentle touch and reassuring words seem to ease Hyunjin's anxiety, his body relaxing a little more against you. He looks down at your hand on top of his own, a small flicker of relief flashing through his eyes as your fingers gently stroke his skin. He takes comfort in the physical contact, taking deep breaths to try and fully steady himself, his tears drying up as a small, shaky smile tugs at the corner of his lips.

"Promise?"

"I promise"

Your sincere promise seems to wash over Hyunjin like a wave of relief, the tension in his body visibly melting away with your reassurance. The word "promise" seems to hold a special weight, binding you to him, making him feel just a tiny bit less alone in this world. His smile slowly widens, a mixture of vulnerability and gratitude in his teary eyes as he squeezes your hand tight.

"Thank you..." he whispers softly. You smile at him rubbing his shoulder gently.

"Sit up, let me finish bandaging and plastering you up." You say lightly chuckling.

Hyunjin nods silently, his body cooperative despite the emotional turmoil he had just been through. He allows you to guide him back into a sitting position on the couch, his hands gently dropping to his sides, giving you full access to his battered and bruised body. He doesn't protest or resist, his eyes still red and puffy from crying but his expression much calmer than before, smile wider and peaceful. He seems content just to be there with you, being taken care of and feeling cared for.

"You look pretty when you smile" You compliment him calmly re - grabbing the materials from the first aid box. A soft, shy blush tinges Hyunjin's cheeks at your comment, his heart rate increasing a little at the unexpected compliment. He wasn't used to being called "pretty" or receiving kind words about his appearance, but coming from you, the unexpected compliment makes him feel warm. He glances away, avoiding your gaze as his blush deepens, mumbling softly. "Y-you think so?"

"I hope to see you smiling more." You say slightly sighing. Hyunjin's blush deepens a little more as you express your desire to see him smiling more often. The thought that someone actually wants to see him happy, to see him smiling, causes a mixture of vulnerability and longing within him. He dares to glance back at you, his eyes glittering slightly in embarrassment. A small, shy smile tugs at the corners of his lips as he whispers. "I'll... try."

"Good" you respond putting a plaster on his cheek. As you carefully place the plaster on his cheek, Hyunjin remains still, flinching ever so slightly at the brief sting of disinfection on his wounded skin. He watches you work in silence, his expression softening at the way you gently take care of his injuries. Your words, coupled with the way you care for him, make his heart flutter just a little, a feeling of warmth spreading through his chest. He almost can't help the small, soft smile that tugs at his lips again.

"T-thank you," he murmurs quietly.

"There all patched up." You pull back slightly, warmly smiling at him.

As you finish applying the last plaster, Hyunjin sits up straighter, his body feeling a little lighter without the stinging pain of his wounds. He touches his cheek lightly, his fingertips gingerly tracing the outline of the new bandage, a mixture of gratitude and shyness in his eyes as he looks at you. He mumbles softly, his voice still a whisper. "You really didn't have to do this for me..."

"I wouldn't of been able to sleep seeing you like this and not helping."

Your words cause a tightness to form in Hyunjin's chest, his heart swelling at your genuine concern and kindness. The fact that you were so empathetic that you couldn't stand the sight of him hurts and wanted to help makes him feel a mixture of bewildered, grateful, and even a tad bit guilty for burdening you with his troubles. He averts his gaze, feeling a little awkward and vulnerable as he tries to speak again.

"You... care that much?" he murmurs softly.

"Of course I care Hyunjin." You say, reassuring him once again. Hyunjin's heart skips a beat at your sincere response, the directness of your words making it all the more impactful. He swallows a small lump in his throat, his eyes flickering back up to meet yours, a small, vulnerable smile tugging at the corners of his lips again. The fact that you cared about him so much, enough to help and comfort him, was something he was unused to and yet desperately craved.He mumbles softly, his voice still quiet. "You're too nice..."

"And you're too timid." you say slightly smirking. Hyunjin's heart skips another beat as you comment on his timidness, the observation making him feel a little flustered and oddly exposed. It was true, he was timid, a fact he was painfully aware of, but hearing it from someone else drove the point home even more. His cheeks flush slightly as he looks down, his hands fidgeting in his lap as he mumbles quietly. "C-can't help it. I'm... not good at being confident or outgoing."

"You need to stand up for yourself more Hyunjin" You say voice laced with worry.

Hyunjin's heart clenches a little at your advice, the truth in your words striking a nerve in his heart. He knew deep down that you were right, he needed to be more confident, stand up for himself more rather than allowing himself to be a constant punching bag for others. A small, defeated sigh escapes his lips, his voice a soft, vulnerable whisper. "Easier said than done..."

"I know I know." you say rubbing his shoulder gently slightly laughing.

Hyunjin sighs again, the gentle touch of your hand on his shoulder sending a small shiver through his body. He knows you understand him, you know how difficult it is for him to change years of timidness and meekness. He looks down at your hand on his shoulder, your fingers gently rubbing his shoulder in a comforting gesture.

"How... how does someone like me just suddenly become confident?" he murmurs quietly, his voice laced with insecurity and frustration.

"I think you need to learn the phrase "not giving a fuck" when you don't care what other people think it's easier to live your life" You respond. This is how you lived your life, if someone didn't like you or caused you trouble, you ignored them. Hyunjin ponders your words, your suggestion to "learn the phrase 'not giving a fuck' and stop caring what other people think" ringing out in his mind. The idea was almost absurd to him, someone who had spent his entire life caring too much, putting others' opinions and perceptions of him above his own feelings and well-being. The thought of simply "not giving a fuck" was a concept alien to him. He swallows softly, his voice laced with a mixture of disbelief and vulnerability. "It sounds... easier than it actually is... y/n"

"Yeah I get that.. it can be difficult to shift how you think immediately, but I think it will be good for you"

Hyunjin nods, your understanding words hitting close to home. He knows that changing how he thinks and behaves will not be an easy task, a lifetime of self-deprecating thoughts in his head and meek, timid behaviour ingrained in his very nature. But the fact that you believe it will be good for him, and that you're offering your support and advice, makes him a little more determined. He lets out a soft sigh, his voice still quiet but a tiny bit more certain now.

"I'll... try. For you."

"Don't try for me.. try for yourself" you say holding his hand.

Hyunjin's heart flutters at your words and the way you hold his hand, a mix of appreciation and vulnerability flooding through him at your encouragement. He glances down at your intertwined fingers, the small act of physical contact making him feel safe and cared for. He swallows thickly, your words sinking in as he murmurs quietly.

"For... myself," he whispers, the words almost feeling foreign yet strangely liberating on his tongue.

"Either way, I'll be here defending your honour" you say proudly, determined to keep him safe.

He laughs quietly shaking his head. You look down at my bruised hand, feeling a slight ache and bruising emerging from them. You were too busy focused on Hyunjin to notice the harsh pain. Hyunjin's eyes follow your gaze, dropping down to your bruised hand, a pang of guilt and regret immediately flooding through him at the sight of the injury you had sustained while taking care of him. A small, choked gasp escapes his lips, his heart clenching in his chest at the realization that you had gotten hurt because of him. Without a second thought he carefully takes your hand in his, his touch gentle yet filled with remorse.

"Y-your hand..." he stutters out, his voice barely above a whisper.

"it's fine those idiots deserved it.. don't worry about me," you say smiling up at him.

Hyunjin's heart clenches even more as you play off your injury as nothing, the casualness in your voice both touching and guilt-inducing at the same time. He swallows back the apology and regret that threaten to spill from his lips, but the guilt in his eyes is palpable as he looks down at your hand gently held in his. He shakes his head slightly, his voice soft, filled with remorse and a hint of protectiveness. "You... got hurt because of me..."

"I'm not hurt I'll be okay Hyunjin don't worry." you smile again, trying your best to reassure him.

His heart clenches once more at your words, the way you brushed off your injury and reassured him so casually making him feel even more guilty as his eyes flicker up to meet yours. He clenches his jaw, a mixture of frustration and self-loathing swirling in his chest as he gently runs his thumb over the bruised skin of your hand.

"You're... too kind, you know that? You got hurt because of me and you're the one reassuring me."

I entangle my fingers with his holding gently, I raise my head again, grinning. Hyunjin's heart stutters in his chest as you entwine your fingers with his, the intimate gesture sending a small flutter through him. His large hand instinctively curls around yours, his grip a mixture of tenderness and protectiveness as his fingers lock with yours. His eyes flicker down to their intertwined hands, the sight of their fingers laced together making his heart ache with a mixture of protectiveness, guilt and a hint of unexpected warmth. He swallows softly, his voice a whisper. "You... shouldn't be the one comforting me..."

"I have something to show you actually.." He says as his eyes light up. He takes a deep breath, his hand still intertwined with yours, before nodding silently. He gives your hand a gentle squeeze and whispers softly. "Okay... follow me."

You follow him behind closely up his stairs. Hyunjin's heart rate quickens a little as you follow closely behind him, the weight and heat of your presence close behind making his stomach flutter. He leads you quietly towards his room, the nervous knot in his gut tightening as the reality of showing you his room sets in. He pushes open his slightly broken bedroom door and steps inside, the soft light from the hallway illuminating his room as he gestures for you to enter as well. "T-this is my room... My paintings are over there," he murmurs quietly.

"Woah.. you're room is so.. you" you respond looking around slowly, gleaming with curiosity.

A mixture of shyness and vulnerability flood through Hyunjin as you comment on his room, his cheeks heating up at your words. He glances around the small, messy space, the walls covered in a mix of doodles and artworks, some completed, some unfinished. He scratches the back of his neck in embarrassment, a small, bashful smile playing on his lips.

He murmurs gruffly, the sound muffled by his shyness. "You... like it y/n?"

"I love it Hyunjin.." you say looking back at him smiling.

Hyunjin's heart swells a little at your declaration, his shy smile growing slightly at the sincerity in your voice. He looks around his room once more, seeing it through your eyes, and a hint of hope sparks deep within him at the thought that someone actually appreciates his space, appreciates the small, personal glimpses of himself through his art and belongings. He turns to you, his eyes slightly softer, a small, grateful smile playing on his lips.

"You're... not just saying that, right? You really like it?..."

"Hyunjin. I really do love it."

A mixture of relief and a small spark of hope bubble up within Hyunjin as you assert your genuineness, the small, vulnerable part of him that had been worried you were just being kind slowly quietening down. He lets out a soft breath, the stiffness in his shoulders easing slightly as he gives you a small, shy nod. He murmurs softly, the shyness in his voice slightly fading as he speaks.

"Thanks... It means a lot that you like it... Nobody else has... really seen my room before..."

He looks down at the floor, face filled with sadness again. He sighs before he continues.

"It's the only room in the house with a lock.. my dad never messes anything up in my room as much as he tries to break things to get in. I only ever feel safe in my room..."

Your heart aches once more hearing Hyunjin's pain. You pull a warm smile trying to lighten the mood, bringing the beautiful smile back to his face.

"Well it's so peaceful in here" you say sitting on the edge of his bed looking around once more.

A hint of surprise and a small flutter of nervousness shoot through Hyunjin as you take a seat on the edge of his bed. The sight of you sitting in his personal space, so close to his most intimate belongings and thoughts, is slightly overwhelming, but strangely comforting at the same time. He glances at you, his heart giving an almost instinctual flutter as he watches you relax on the edge of his bed. He hesitates for a moment before murmuring quietly.

"You... you're the first person to sit there..."

"-Oh I'm so sorry I'll get up" You respond scurrying slightly, worried to upset him.

Hyunjin's eyes widen slightly as you apologize and start to get up from the edge of the bed, his hand shooting out almost instinctively to lightly rest on your arm, gently stopping you from standing up.

"No, no, it's... it's fine. You can... stay there," he mutters softly, the warmth of his palm warm on your arm. Despite his initial nerves, the idea of you leaving the bed suddenly feels unbearably lonely to him.

"If you feel uncomfortable with me being here, I'll leave I don't want to upset you." you say words coming out quickly, worried about how he feels.

Hyunjin's heart clenches a little at your thoughtfulness, the way you immediately offer to leave the bed the moment you think you might be making him uncomfortable. He hesitates for a moment before quickly shaking his head, his fingers gently gripping your arm a little tighter, silently pleading for you to stay. His voice is soft, almost pleading as he speaks.

"You're not making me uncomfortable. You can... stay. Please. Stay."

"Okay.. tell me if anything happens that you don't like, yeah?" you say smiling at him.

He lets out a small, shaky breath of relief as you promise to stay, a mixture of reassurance and nervous anticipation flooding through him. He nods slowly, a small smile on his lips at your offer for him to express any discomfort, a small flutter stirring in his chest at the thought that you genuinely care about how he feels. He murmurs quietly, giving your arm a small, gentle squeeze. "I will... I promise. But you being here... it's actually really nice. Comforting."

You feel you're heart skip and stop. He is so nice and sweet. You smile warmly at him.

Hyunjin's heart gives a small, warm flutter at the sight of your smile, the genuine happiness in your eyes making his already flustered chest stutter even more. He nods silently, his fingers unconsciously giving your arm another gentle squeeze, silently showing his gratefulness that you're not just staying but also enjoying the moment with him. He mumbles quietly, a small, soft smile mirroring yours as he looks at you sitting on the edge of his bed.

"I'm glad you're here. With me, in my room."

"I'm happy to be here you say looking around, a bit closer at some details.

A small flicker of pride and satisfaction fills Hyunjin as you express how happy you are to be there, in his room, among his personal belongings and intimate space. He glances around as well, his eyes following as you look around, studying every corner of the room, the artworks on the walls, the scattered doodles and sketches on the desk... He swallows a small knot of nervousness in his stomach, his voice almost a whisper as he speaks.

"You can... look at anything you want, anywhere you want..."

"Okay I will." You say standing up, walking around slowly, admiring everything. His room was so clean and radiated soft peaceful energy, it was a complete contrast to the rest of his house.

Hyunjin's breath catches in his throat as you stand up, his eyes following your movements as you wander around his room, his heart thudding in his chest as he gives you the freedom to explore his personal space. He doesn't stop you, but he stays close, watching you like a hawk, his nerves spiking slightly as he wonders what you'll think of his belongings, his artwork, his things...

He whispers softly from behind you, his voice laced with a hint of anxiousness. "See anything... you like?"

"These sketches on your desk.. they are really beautiful"

*A mixture of relief and shy pride flushes through Hyunjin as you compliment his sketches on the desk, a small, soft blush blooming on his cheeks at your words. He steps up next to you slowly, standing close enough to see the sketches you're looking at. He mumbles quietly, his voice slightly shy and slightly hopeful.

"You.. you really think they're beautiful? They're just some doodles, really..."

"I love them.."

A small, flustered smile tugs at the corners of Hyunjin's lips at your words, the sincerity in your statement making his heart flutter in his chest. He gives a small, shy nod, his eyes still trained on the sketches on the desk, a hint of pride and satisfaction at your love for his artwork seeping into his voice.

"You do? Y-you're not just saying that?" he mumbles, almost not believing you actually like his sketches. No one had ever really liked his work before.

You shake your head, "they have so much emotion in them.."

A small, breathless huff escapes Hyunjin's lips as you shake your head, your continued praise for his sketches making his heart flutter further in his chest. He swallows a small lump in his throat, hope and shyness filling his voice as he speaks. His eyes flicker over the sketches on the desk, and he whispers quietly, pointing out small details in the drawings, explaining them.

"There's... a lot of memories and emotion in each one. I don't draw just for the sake of it, I draw to express myself... my feelings..."

"Mhm I can see it through all of your art"

A wave of relief mixed with warmth floods through Hyunjin as you acknowledge the emotion in his drawings and art, your words making him feel seen and understood in a way he hadn't before. He nods slowly, the shy blush on his cheeks deepening slightly as he gestures to the sketches and paintings hanging on the walls, the ones he had finished or was still working on. He murmurs quietly, his voice laced with a mix of shyness and hope. "You... you can see that? The emotions, the meanings behind each one..."

"These seem.. lonely and empty.." You say pointing to 2 sketches slightly hidden others. A small pang of pain and sadness shoots through Hyunjin as you point out the feelings you're seeing in his drawings, the loneliness and emptiness in the sketches he had poured his emotions into. He swallows thickly, his eyes glued to the sketches, as if seeing them through a new light now that you've pointed it out. His voice turns slightly shaky, his words a whisper, almost as if confessing something deep and vulnerable. "Y-you're right... I was... in a dark place when I did those... they do feel empty... lonely..."

"None of your paintings are happy or peaceful Hyunjin.. I hope to see that in them one day."

A small, bittersweet lump forms in Hyunjin's chest as you point out the absence of happiness or peace in his drawings, the realization of his artistic output hitting him like a wave. He nods silently in agreement, his eyes still fixed on the sketches, a mix of sadness and disappointment in them as he acknowledges the stark lack of positivity in his work.His voice turns a little shaky, hopeful and slightly vulnerable as he whispers, as if expressing a secret wish.

"You... you'd like to see me... paint or draw something more happy? More peaceful...?"

"Only when you're truly happy and at peace."

A small, almost bittersweet flicker of hope and determination flares within Hyunjin at your words, the idea that he can one day draw or paint something that truly reflects his own happiness and peace stirring something deep inside him. He nods slowly, his eyes locking onto yours as he whispers, a small, sincere smile tugged at the corners of his lips. He says firmly, a hint of determination in his voice, as if making a promise to both you and himself. "I... I will. When I am happy and content... I'll draw or paint something... joyful and peaceful."

"Good, I hope to see it" you say smiling, looking at his flushed face.

Hyunjin can't help the small, warm flutter in his chest at your smile and words, your smile making his heart skip a beat. He lets out a small, breathless huff, the idea of you eagerly awaiting to see his future work, his happiness, making him feel... wanted. He smiles back, hope and warmth dancing in his eyes as he nods, a mixture of vulnerability and determination in his voice as he murmurs quietly.

"You will. I'll make sure to draw or paint something just for you. Something joyful and meaningful."

"Doesn't have to be for me Hyun" you say quietly laughing.

A small, slightly embarrassed chuckle escapes Hyunjin's lips as you reassure him that he doesn't have to draw or paint something just for you, a small, fond smile tugged at the corners of his lips as he listens to you laugh. He swallows a small knot in his throat, the idea of you thinking it doesn't have to be specifically for you slightly disappointing to him. He murmurs quietly, a hint of bashfulness in his voice as he clarifies, his eyes fixed on yours.

"But... I want to. I want to draw or paint something for you." "I will paint the most cheerful, beautiful thing that I know, for you."

"Then I'll be waiting patiently."

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cherrylixi · 2 months ago

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♡ Last Scene ♡ Pt.2

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Pairing: Felix x afab!reader Genre: smut smut smut. No minors pls (unprotected sex, fingering, eating out) Summary: You are a seasoned actress starring in a Kdrama with Lee Felix, you are finally filming the last scene for the show until you realise that it will all really be over soon... Wc: 1.8k Enjoy reading <33 If you want any specific ideas tell me and I will see what I can do! A/N: Many people requested a part two since I left it off on a cliff hanger lmaoo anyways I wanted to finish this off satisfyingly so yayyy. Part 1: (Taglist:) @pochacco-baby

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You feel Felix grab your hips tighter as the director stares at both of you smirking. Your bodies freeze, unable to comprehend what just happened. The director turns around laughing under his breath closing the door behind him.

"Be out in 5 minutes, we have to finish the last scene I want to go home." he says shouting through the door. As you hear him walk away your muscles start to relax more. You can feel Felix lean more into the sofa behind you sighing loudly covering his embarrassed face into the crook of your neck.

"We should learn how to lock doors Lix.." you respond stroking his head gently laughing.

"Mhm.." he responds nuzzling into your touch.

"We should go and finish the last scene" you say standing up smiling fixing your dishevelled hair in one of the near by mirrors. Felix's hand grabs yours stroking it quietly.

"Let me take you out after y/n.." Felix says looking at you confidently through the mirror. You stare back.

"I guess we'll have to see" you respond smirking as you both walk to the door. He smiles following behind you.

The crew is setting up the lighting for the last scene as you get into position. Felix looks much less nervous and fidgety than last time. The moon glares down at you contrasting nicely with the chosen warm lights. The make up artists run around fixing your little details until you hear the director lean back in his chair watching you two intensely.

ACTION.

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Everything was perfect. Once everything fell silent, it felt like it was just you and Felix. You look deeply into his eyes as you walk around the field slowly. You feel Felix turn to you as he speaks his lines so genuine, not breaking any eye contact from yours. He smiles pulling you in confidently, Desire flashing in his eyes. He cups your cheek lifting your chin up to face him directly. You both smile leaning into the kiss as you wrap your arms around his neck. The wind perfectly starts rising flowing your hair softly. The kiss is intense but filled with love and care. You're not fully sure how Felix feels about you, but everything froze and you felt my heart skip. For Felix, this could be just hunger and nothing more. But you can't hide it anymore,

-I think I've fallen for Lee Felix-

Felix pulls back from the kiss, chest rising as he smiles and kisses your forehead. He takes my hand as we both glance up at the moon together. The camera pans up slowly into the starry filled night sky.

CUT.

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The set erupts into cheers and claps finally ending this year worth of filming. Although you spent a lot of your time on this Kdrama, it felt like not much time had passed and your colleagues were more your friends. It feels bittersweet, different from other work. You and Felix bow smiling, shaking hands with the rest of the cast and people on set. The director comes up to you thanking you both and smiling happily with the end result. A lot of you talk for a while, discussing next projects and memories until people start saying their goodbyes and packing up the equipment. You and Felix say your goodbyes to everyone, although it feels like the end of an era, it feels like a another one is just beginning. Under the cold moon, It's just you and Felix left. It's gotten colder and darker leaving goosebumps all over you as you shiver slightly.

"We should go in y/n, you'll freeze to death in that dress," Felix says chuckling. You nod smiling as you walk back to the van together for the last time. The warm air hits you instantly as you relax under it. Felix walks in plopping down on the sofa leaning back comfortably staring at the ceiling.

"Lock it." He commands with a low growling voice. You do so listening to his order feeling your thighs clench in anticipation. You walk over joining him on the sofa, staring at him directly.

"I can't believe that was our last scene.." you spout out looking at him nervously. You somehow hide the brittle voice that was about to come out. You cross your legs confidently using it as a façade to hide your nerves. As you do so, your dress exposes more of your thighs, riding ever so high. Felix exhales, blinking away intently.

"yeah.. it's kinda surreal, isn't it? spending so much time filming together and getting to know each other.. and now it's over." He stares at you smiling, his leg shaking again as he moves a bit closer.

"Yeah.. it is." Is all you can say under your breath whilst staring into his doe eyes. Felix held the gaze, eyes locked onto yours deeply. His gaze was passionate and sad. There was something else hidden beneath it. You could sense it from the way his lips were parting and eyes were darkening.

"I'm going to miss everything about you.." he responds tucking a piece of your hair behind your ear leaning even closer. You feel the heat radiating off him as his veiny hands stroke your thighs slowly.

-I've never had someone stare at me almost as if they were admiring me like a piece of art..-

Your breath quickens ever so slightly, gaze flicking from his hands to his lips. He exhales and breaks the hot barrier between you shattering the restraint you both struggled to share. He kisses you so lovingly that it makes your head spin, much like earlier but this time it's just you two, no cameras. His hand continues to touch your skin everywhere, squeezing your thighs like stress balls, playing with your hair gently, pulling every now and then when you kiss the right spot on his neck. His hands ride up even higher, eager to explore every part of you.

"Tell me to stop.." he grumbles in between kisses. "I can't hold back anymore y/n, I need you all to myself.." he continues as you move your leg exposing your entrance. He stops to stare. His pupils dilating as he thumbs over your underwear.

"You're already so wet.. Shit you're so pretty y/n" He moves closer to your core breath hitting you through your thin lacy underwear. He kisses your thighs tenderly, making you jump at the sudden touch.

"You've been wearing this around me all this time.. such a good girl" He says before biting the edge of your underwear to the side rapidly before digging into you with his tongue. Everything he did was made your brain malfunction and everything was moving so fast, you had no time to process the heat burning all around your body. He spreads you open with his pretty, long fingers slapping your wetness around your clit. "Squeeze me with those thighs of yours princess." He says mumbling into your core. As you do, his licks get more powerful, your walls squeeze around nothing as your thighs clench, Felix moans rutting against the sofa as he licks you. You let out a moan that's ragged and loud. He slides over your slick with his finger sticking it in you slow and deep. You gasp as he curls it to the perfect spot, pressing it over and over. He adds a second as he speeds up again licking and sucking your clit. You start to see stars as you close your eyes, Hands confused going straight to his hair pulling gently as he devours you.

"Felix.. I'm so close ple- please"

"Anything for you" he smirks diving right in again continuing in the same quick pace, determined to make you cum. He acts like a dog having water for the first time in weeks, His desperate face glancing up at you as he licks. You throb around his fingers, cumming loudly as you let go. Your legs shake but he holds you down firmly licking his lips as he lifts his head up. His beautiful face covered as his chin and lips glisten. He grins happily leaning back on the sofa. He is rock hard fighting against his jeans waiting to be let out. You sit up slightly dazed, looking at Felix desperately pouting.

"Is my baby not fully satisfied" he says pulling you on his lap swiftly as he picks you up.

"I need you in me Lix.." you respond whispering in his ear, palming him through his jeans, needier than ever.

He hisses kissing your shoulder blades. His breath is ragged as he keeps groaning. He unzips his jeans quickly sliding them down half way. His cock bounces out of his underwear, tip glistening with pre-cum and beautifully red. You adjust yourself onto it teasing his tip slightly.

"Shit - baby you're so tight" He mumbles leaning his head back as his eyes roll. His hands launch to your hips grabbing them firmly. He ruts against you slowly as his whole long dick finally sinks in as you both moan loudly. He holds you tightly as you bounce, trying to adjust as you feel him twitch underneath you. You can feel his veins deep against your walls as he fills up every corner. 'Felix' you moan loudly as he's holding back everything in himself not to cum. It was almost painful how he was filling you up, but you have imagined this moment for too long, and now it's better than you could have ever dreamed.

"mmh I fucking love when you say my name – I'm so– so close" He groans again louder as he bites his lip looking into your eyes with a innocent stare.

Your hips rut against each other as your thighs slap against him, His deep moans echoes in the van, as he groans softly, painting your insides white. His breathes heavy and low as he pulls out kissing your cheek then walking to the bathroom to clean himself up and you. He returns with a towel as he lays you down, smiling ear to ear cleaning you up with so much love in his big eyes. He grabs you some water and helps you sit up as you rest your head against his shoulder.

"Thank you Lix" You say smiling up at him, happy and satisfied.

"Like I said, anything for you princess" He responds smirking, kissing your head.

"You know Lix.. I think we make a pretty good couple off and on screen." Your eyes glance up at him once more smiling. He smiles even happier realising that you both felt the same, peppering your face with multiple kisses.

"Please come to dinner with me, I'll treat you to anything you're craving right now" He declares proudly holding your hand.

"It's a date then" You say smirking as you both get up to leave, grabbing your bags and putting on your jackets.

"Last scene together my ass" Felix says laughing, grabbing my hand as we walk home together under the moonlight.

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cherrylixi · 2 months ago

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♡ Last Scene ♡

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Pairing: Felix x afab!reader Genre: smut smut smut. No minors pls Summary: You are a seasoned actress starring in a Kdrama with Lee Felix, you are finally filming the last scene for the show until you realise that it will all really be over soon... Wc: 1.8k Enjoy reading <33 If you want any specific ideas tell me and I will see what I can do! A/N: Got this request from one of my friends! there might be a pt 2 where there is a proper conclusion lol ig we shall see, hehe this was fun to write, needy Lix is so cuteee :3 Part 2:

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These past couple of months have been hectic but so fun. This is your first time filming where you have bonded so closely with a co-star. Lee Felix. You remember when you saw his beautiful face for the first time. His aura seemed so warm and inviting, he was so lovely to everyone on set and always went out of his way to buy you food and walk you home after shooting.

Usually, when guys do this to you it seems like they have some sort of hidden intention but not Felix. It felt so refreshing to bond with someone so genuine and pure. You tried to keep your professionalism intact but there would be times where you could stare into his gleaming eyes forever. Felix was such a good actor that at times it felt like it was just you. only you.

The last scene was intimate and intense, wrapping up the series where the main characters finally get to kiss properly. Felix was acting very out of character today, avoiding your gaze, even in the elevator earlier, he was nervously fidgeting adjusting his air pods and ignoring you. You wanted so bad to ask him what was up but you didn't want to pry, so you just waited silently in your makeup chair, until it was time to shoot the final scene. The last scene was a dream-like field scene filled with flowers and warm lighting. As the production van arrived, everyone started spilling out, setting everything up diligently. Y/n and Felix stayed in the van together on the small sofa closing their distance finally. Felix was still avoiding her eyes, his breath hitching every time she moved slightly.

You couldn't stand this awkward tension, you have been filming with him almost a year now and have never seen him so shy and fidgety. You finally glance directly at him making him freeze up once more.

"Felix are you okay..? you seem a bit tense today.." you say calmly looking at him with a slight worried expression.

Silence.

He shuffles slightly on the sofa, clearing his throat eventually.

"Yeah, I'm fine just didn't get much sleep I guess.." He responds voice deeper in octaves than usual.

"I also-" He gets suddenly cut off by someone shouting your names to come out to film the scene. He huffs and then turns to you smiling warmly. "We should go y/n, you know how they get when we're behind schedule." He laughs dryly holding the door for you as you both walk out. The wind hits your face instantly. It's cooling your nervous, warm body but not too strong to ruin your freshly done hair and makeup. You stand in place, continuing the last scene where you left off, holding hands in the field as you walk through together. The characters finally get their happy ending.

ACTION.

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It was time for the ending shot, The kiss. The director told us to make it special and romantic. This was the final ending scene, you needed to put your all into it. Kissing wasn't a issue for you usually when shooting, but Felix's yearning eyes, almost too real to be just acting, made it difficult for you to focus.

Felix leans closer as you do, pushing aside the nervousness you feel. The wind flows through our hair, dancing perfectly for the camera.

He grabbed your waist swiftly, pulling you in even closer lifting your chin up to look up at him with his other hand. His grip was strong but uncalculated and messy, He was shaking as his chest rose up and down with anticipation. I smile staying in character pulling him closer to me leaning into his lips until-

CUT.

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The director looks at Felix confused and sighs.

"Felix what's going on? you're visibly shaking it's even worse on camera!" He shakes his head massaging his temples.

"I'm sorry sir, I don't know what's gotten into me.." He replies frozen, clearly embarrassed bowing quickly.

"15 minute break, get it together and regroup, I need this last shot to be perfect!" the director yells alerting everyone as they start to mumble and disperse taking coffee breaks or adjusting their equipment.

You lean over to Felix, seeing his cheeks tinted with red tensing his jaw with his arms crossed,

"We could've done better with more practice", you say whispering smirking up at him.

His face grows more red as he bites his lip, walking away quickly embarrassed, running his hand through his hair trying to ease his tension. He goes into your shared van slamming the door. It was getting a bit darker but the director felt this could add some intensity in the scene with the correct lighting. You nod listening intently to the director. He walks away briefly to have a smoke. You walk towards the van to grab your water but as you reach for the handle, you hear your name echoing in the van.

Felix's POV:

I can't believe I fucking embarrassed myself in front of everyone like that. In front of her. He slams his arms into the dressing room wall leaning his head softly sighing. She looked so pretty today.. too fucking pretty. He's been thinking about you all week, finally waiting for the day where he can kiss you. Overthinking every move. He aims to tell you how he feels at the end of today, but he's been a nervous wreck the whole day. I need her so bad.. he pouts down looking at jeans already rock hard just thinking about you. He's been hiding his erection all day worried to even breathe next to you. If only you knew what you did to him. He groans unzipping his jeans as his dick bounces out fighting against his underwear. He feels wrong doing this now but he can't hold back any longer. He grabs it , groaning quietly as he fists it slowly biting his moans back. As he gets faster, so does his mouth, mumbling incoherently as he thinks about your cute ass when you purposely bend over in front of him, testing his gentleman - like attitude. He loves when you walk in front of him on the stairs and your skirt rides up, giving him a nice view of your thighs. He needs his head between them. He needs to please you. "y/n" spills out of his mouth multiple times, hanging onto every moan that falls out with it.

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You hear your name muttered on a string, Felix sounds distressed... or more... you open the door seeing Felix against the wall with his hands fisted into his dick, panting as his eyebrows screw upwards. You can see his heart drop as he starts to panic shuffling his dick away quickly.

"Shit shit I'm sorry y/n" he responds rapidly blushing almost crying because of the embarrassment.

was he moaning your name? why..

"I'm so fucking sorry I forgot to knock and I heard you say my name and I got worried and-"

"It's fine y/n.. I'm just now really humiliated.. this is so fucking embarrassing." he says sighing running his hands through his hair clearly agitated by himself. You close the door quickly behind you. You look at him with need. He sits on the sofa leaning back trying to ease his stress but his bouncing legs gives everything away. You walk sitting next to him, as you attempt to read whatever his emotions are right now.

"Lix..." he turns his head towards you nervous for your next words.

"Come closer.." you say looking into his glossy eyes. His Adams apple bobs, as he shuffles slightly closer.

"Do you want to practice for the last scene..it might make you feel a bit less tense?" you say directly leaning closer to tease him. You can feel his heat radiating off his body. He adjusts and groans as you notice he's hard again. That was easy.

You both edge closer to each other quickly as his breath hitches when your lips almost touch his.

"Come here handsome.." you respond smirking confidently seeing him in this state. You grab his jaw softly looking into his boba eyes deeply. You've never seen his pupils this dilated. His hands shake trying to hook onto any curve of your body, clutching on so tight and possessively as he thinks you'll try to leave him.

"You're making it hard for me to stay calm y/n.." he whispers voice getting even deeper, eyes darkening.

You kiss his neck gently, giggling lightly from his constant twitching.

"Please.. I need you so badly."

You move up hovering against his lips until you crash into them passionately, pushing him more against the sofa. He wraps his arms around you instantly groping your ass and kneading your thighs. You feel his tongue knock on your lips to be let in as he enters with such passion but so soft at the same time. This time his hands weren't shaking.

You pull apart, both panting like wild animals. You can clearly feel Felix rut his hips against you as he pokes you through his jeans groaning every time.

"I'm so lucky.. I've been dreaming about your lips the day I met you", He slides his thumb across your glistening bottom lip. "So beautiful.." Felix mutters not breaking his eye contact.

"Kiss me again princess, I need you so bad.." He pleads whispering in your ear with his sexy deep voice.

"Please baby" He pleads again kissing your collarbone tenderly.

You bite your lip hard trying to hold back any noises. You need Felix so badly too..

His touch growing more possessive, he looks you in the eye with a pouting, puppy-dog-like look. You can't resist that look ever. He looks so pretty.

You grab his face leaning in and climbing to sit right above his bulge making him grab the pillows beside him, knuckles turning white.

You both lean into the kiss once more, you swiftly feel up his arms as he flexes underneath you. His hands sneak under your dress touching so eagerly, like he was trying to memorise your body. It felt like if you didn't kiss now, we would never kiss again. You melt into each others touch, yearning for what you both have been patiently waiting for.

Unexpectedly, the door swings open, the director puffing his last bit of his cigarette. His face warps into shock, confusion and inspiration all at once. You and Felix break apart, fear hitting you as the cold wind from the outside hits both of you instantaneously making your goosebumps poke out.

"Cut?" says the director smirking shaking his head.

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cherrylixi · 2 months ago

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I miss you.

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Pairing: Seungmin x afab!reader Genre: fluff, angst, mention of smut Summary: After going through a breakup with Seungmin, you start dating his friend Han Jisung, clearly there are still some unresolved issues. Wc: 2.3k Enjoy reading <33 If you want any specific ideas tell me and I will see what I can do! A/N: Sooo this is my first time using Tumblr in a while, I've started writing again and wanted to post. Anyways, sorry if everything is a bit messy i'm still trying to adjust lol, this was written really quickly.

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The day was finally ending, the large studio windows showing the city lights below glowing brightly. Dance practice was finally over. Most of the boys had already packed up or were grabbing dinner as you sat waiting on the sofa for Jisung to finish his routine. You sit scrolling on your phone, fully emersed into whatever random videos pop up, until you feel someone come sit next to you. Without looking up you can feel it's Jisung as he is already getting comfy, leaning his body fully on yours.

"Hi baby, i'm all done for today" he smiles looking up at you. You turn your head fully towards him as he kisses your forehead gently.

"You hungry?" you ask playing with his hair gently. He nods leaning closer to your ear,

"Mhm for youuu" Jisung replies flirtingly touching your thighs as he widely grins clearly proud of his comment.

"shut up" you reply giggling, nudging him playfully. He kisses your cheek again pulling you even closer.

You can feel a pair of eyes lingering on the both of you as you shift your focus on the figure in front of you. Seungmin is death glaring you both as Jisung pays no attention to him. You shoot him an annoyed but questioning look, as Seungmin rolls his eyes.

"Can you two not fuck in the practice room", he says blankly before continuing to drink from his water bottle.

Jisung finally turns his attention to him, unlike you, Jisung loves making Seungmin jealous in any ways he can. Jisung stares at him grinning mischievously, touching you more obviously now.

"Shut up Seungmin" you scoff leaning back on the sofa.

Seungmin just shrugs before continuing to pack his stuff up again. Jisung laughs quietly before turning his head to face you again.

"Ignore him, he's obviously just jealous" he whispers before grabbing your hand.

"So annoying.." you sigh, groaning under your breath.

"Agreed" Jisung says gently squeezing your hand, his other hand going to your jaw as he turns your head to look up at him. He smirks, "now look at me~"

"Hm?" you respond. He chuckles softly, "pay attention to me, not him." he says whilst rubbing his thumb across your jaw.

You smile as Jisung leans in to kiss you smoothly, you can feel his smirk creeping up.

"I'm gonna go re fill my water real quick before we leave" you say smiling kissing his cheek once more before getting up from the sofa, grabbing your bottle.

Jisung nodded pulling out his phone to scroll, "don't be long y/n, I'll miss you" he laughed.

You open the studio door, going down the winding corridors towards the water cooler. The air was crisp and made you slightly shiver. Not a lot of people are in the studios this late at night so the area seemed to be dimmer and quieter. You hear some steps behind you as the figure casually leans on the wall besides you. You glance up and the silence echoes around the rest of the hallways. He looks back at you and just stares for a moment before speaking.

"You and Han?" Seungmin asks bluntly. His face has no emotion, before you knew him better he was always incredibly hard to read, it seems like even now, you've gone back to not being able to read him anymore.

"Hm?" you ask slightly confused.

"Don't act dumb, you two are together, right?" He says firmly but more quieter than you expected.

"Yeah.." you feel a hint of guiltiness for some reason as he looks at you with a sad but plain expression.

He goes silent for a couple seconds. "Did you ask him out..?" he says staring at you deeply as you try to avoid his gaze.

"No he asked me out." you respond more rude than intended.

"I'm not surprised it was him who asked you.. it makes sense since your his type and all." You could see the slight annoyance on his face.

"Well after he asked me out I just agreed since he liked me before me and you started dating.." Seungmin chuckled, "You just agreed? Why didn't you say no?" he said avoiding your eyes as he nervously played with the hem of his shirt.

"Why should I have said no?" you look at him confused but slightly angry. Seungmin raised an eyebrow at the question before looking at you in disbelief.

"Are you being serious?" He asked getting more annoyed. "You're really that oblivious?"

you scoff. "I said yes because I thought he was attractive and funny, what's not to like?"

Seungmin shakes his head, "of course you find him funny.."

There was a moment of silence, In which Seungmin just stared at you for a moment before eventually sighing.

"You know that Han's only after one thing, right?" He stated bluntly.

"Which is..?" you look up at him annoyed.

"You're telling me you have had many relationships before but you are still this dense?"

you roll your eyes. "Can you just stfu and tell me"

Seungmin lets out another sigh slightly hesitant to tell you. "Fine" He looks at you directly,

"He's only after one thing... Sex" He says bluntly. you roll your eyes once more.

"I doubt that Seungmin, but if that's true, me and u both know I can fill that request very well." you shrug winking trying to wind him up with your comment. Seungmin stares at you for a while annoyed but in disbelief after what you said trying to figure out if you were being serious or not. You laugh at his reaction shaking your head.

"Oh you're serious..." Seungmin muttered. " Of course you'd actually be proud of being this easy for someone" he says leaning his head against the wall.

you scoff and try to brush off the angry feelings.

"You never complained" you say teasing him again. Seungmin turns his head clearly flustered.

"You're annoying.." he mumbled under his breath as he avoided your eyes. Another couple of seconds of silence pass by you two. Intrigued by what Seungmin said earlier, you ask when Jisung told him that he just wanted you for sex.

Seungmin looks at you for a moment before letting out a heavy sigh.

"Right after he confessed to you.. he told the group that you said yes and then started to make weird comments about what he wanted to do to you.. so I punched him." He looks away a bit embarrassed.

"That's why he had that massive bruise on his cheek.. He told me that he got that from playfighting with Chan.. he wouldn't lie to me Seungmin." you say annoyed.

"You're too oblivious to the fact that he's just using you."

you shrug still taking in the information after having a feeling that unfortunately, Seungmin was right.

"Of course you're just going to shrug it off.." He says shaking his head before sighing.

"I don't know what you want me to say or do.."

"I want you to not fall for his stupid act" Seungmin replies, his voice tone changing. "He's just going to keep using you for whatever he wants and then toss you aside when he gets bored like every other girl, he's doing this to piss me off."

you sigh, you know Seungmin is right but you don't want to fully admit it, It's embarrassing and sad.

"Maybe but I will get over it and find myself someone new again, it's not a big deal."

"Seriously..? you're just going to let him use you, you're really that willing?" he says in disbelief clearly annoyed.

"I'm not being used if I'm also using him for myself." Seungmin was stunned, he lets out a scoff before looking away.

"Are you hearing yourself?" he muttered trying to ignore the subtle burning feeling in his chest.

"You're actually stupid.. He's just throwing himself at you when you know full well that he will move on eventually, you're both using each other this is so dumb.." He says through gritted teeth trying to keep his voice from showing his frustration and jealousy.

"You're reading too much into this Seungmin, I'll just find myself another boyfriend after him it's not a big deal."

"So you're going to just go through guy after guy? For what??? your own happiness?" He says rubbing his arm clearly upset.

"Seungmin can I be honest..?" Seungmin looks at you silently urging for me to go on.

"After we broke up, I don't feel anything for anyone, to get over you I've had to go on so many dates with random guys hoping that any of them reminded me of you. Obviously none have which is why I just gave up and agreed to date Jisung."

You say this quickly trying to hide any emotions as they spew out from frustration. You want to run and cry after finally speaking to Seungmin properly after you broke up. Of course you don't speak to him for weeks and when you do, you embarrass yourself in front of him. Seungmin's expression softened when you said this. He was taken back but almost.. relieved to hear it.

"So you're with him just to try to get me out of your head?" His voice shifting and softening.

"I guess so.." you sigh looking away.

Seungmin looked at you, an unidentified feeling building in his chest. He could almost hear his own heart beating as you spoke.

"Forget I said anything" you say laughing brushing it off.

Seungmin shakes his head, "How am I supposed to forget something like that?" He says sadly.

"What do you want me to do Seungmin.. it's too late. I was tired of feeling lonely I had to do something to get over you." you say irritated but more hurt.

Seungmin frowned, he looked at you a mix of guilt and jealousy in his eyes. Hearing you admit that you were in pain and lonely tore at his heart. "You don't need to use someone to mask your feelings.." he muttered, his voice almost coming out slightly desperate.

"Well I do..." you reply looking down.

"You don't have to resort to using other people just to feel happy.." he responded moving closer trying to reason with you. His tone was becoming more pleading.

"It's fine.. I gotta head back to Jisung he's probably worried what's taking me so long." you say sighing.

Seungmin grabs your wrist gently as you turn to walk away, his touch pleading for you to stay.

"Wait y/n-" He said pulling you closer.

"What.."

Seungmin's grip didn't move but it loosened slightly. He looked at you searching your face before letting out a deep sigh.

"Don't be with him, please..." he whispered, almost as he was pleading with you. You sigh again quietly.

Despite trying to remain composed, Seungmin's grip on your wrist tightened again as he heard you sigh, his desperation slowly seeping through.

"Please, y/n.. I need you please don't go" He says begging as his voice shakes with longing. You turn to face him again. Your eyes meet. You try to act like you're not hurt currently but it won't be long until yu can't hide the pain any longer.

"Why shouldn't I go..?" you say not breaking eye contact. He looks at you pained by the question as he struggles to find words.

"Because.. he's just going to end up hurting you, y/n. You know that..." He responds tucking your hair behind your ears slowly.

"I'm fine with that, I feel nothing now anyways." His expression shows disappointment in your comment, his heart aching.

"How can you just be 'fine' with that??" he almost snaps at you, unable to hold back. "You're willing to just give yourself to someone who's going to throw you away eventually?"

"Isn't that what you did? I need to use him too, I need to finally get over you Seungmin."

His eyebrows furrow as he stares at you sadly. "Don't say that y/n I didn't throw you away.."

"You don't need to force yourself to move on by using someone else.." Seungmin said, his voice almost cracking with emotion.

"You seemed like you got over me very quickly" Seungmin winces at that, he can't deny that he still holds onto the memories of you, no matter how hard he tries to move on.

"That's different.." He responds his voice slightly shaky.

"How?" you say hurt, feeling your heart sink.

Seungmin sighed, running a hand through his hair in frustration. He couldn't find the right words for what he was feeling.

"It's.. I'm trying to move on but.." he trailed off, unable to find the correct words "It's not like I'm going to use people to get over you.."

"We dated for like 3 years and it seems like I'm having a harder time getting over you!"

Seungmin shook his head, a mixture of pain and guilt etched across his face.

"It's not a competition.."

"I never said it was.." you say sighing.

"Do you know how much it hurt seeing you out with so many guys a week after we broke up? and then Han really? dating one of my friends to get back at me really hurt. It still hurts so badly y/n..." He muttered angrily.

"I'm sorry Seungmin..I'm sorry for bringing this up, we should just keep this buried and move on, we can just act like friends."

Seungmin swallows hard, he knows he should agree and keep his mouth shut but the thought of seeing you with someone else is tormenting him.

"How can I just pretend to be your friend when I still love you, y/n?"

...

"You.. still love me?" you stare at him slightly shocked.

"Of course I still love you idiot.." Seungmin mumbles under his breath, almost laughing bitterly at his own pain and love for you. He looks at you, the pain clearly visible in his eyes. "How could I not still love you..?"

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