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pairings ❀ jake x fem!reader

warnings ❀ drinking, public intoxication, jake is lowkey a dick

overview ❀ jake went through a toxic relationship with winter that ultimately resulted with him having a fear of ever loving again. one day, he encounters y/n, mistaking her for his ex girlfriend winter only to find out that it wasn’t. by curiosity, he’s made it a mission to find out who this mystery woman is. will this be the girl of his dreams or will it end up as another failure?

authors note: i’m so excited to announce that i am collaborating with my good friend isla @cinnawonbabe on this story! make sure to check out chapter one before you read this. chapter one of infatuated (jungwon’s story) is also posted so go check it out! the tag lists are open for both stories, so comment if you want to stay ahead of the crowd! enjoy :)

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“yo.” in the midst of the darkness that was jake’s slumber, he felt a cold hand wrapping around his forearm before shaking him gently. he remained unmoving. instead, he opted to squeeze his eyes shut, the desire to stay asleep for just a little bit longer seeming more rewarding than whatever sunghoon was trying to do. and he knew what the objective was, how could he forget? even his dreams wouldn’t let him escape the possibility. “wake the fuck up,” sunghoon’s voice sliced through whatever slumber jake had left to hold onto as his roommate began to shake his body more aggressively. jake let out a grumble, swatting the boy’s hand away, but he wasn’t letting up.

“do you want to get up on your own, or do i have to force you?” the question alone felt rhetorical as not even a second later, whirls of icy winds invaded his skin. sunghoon held the blanket that was once stationed so comfortably on jake’s body in one hand, while he yanked him to a sitting position with the other. “it’s time, my boy.”

“what kind of ominous shit is that?” jake questioned as he rubbed his eyes, the bright sunlight peeking through the curtains blinding him before he could fully adjust to it. sunghoon didn’t speak, just held a grin as he waited for the boy to look back at him.

“it’s time,” he repeated once again, his expression doing anything but faltering as he stared at the boy. he was sure he was starting to look like a madman, but he didn’t mind. there was one thing on his mind, and he had to make sure he saw it through.

“okay, okay. stop looking at me like that,” jake grimaced as he grabbed onto the hand that sunghoon held out to him. this was the first step to a new chapter. though he wasn’t sure how ready he was, he owed it to his friend to try. that was the least he could do.

“ight, i’ll leave you to it,” sunghoon said before making his way to the door for a swift exit. “i’ll be in the living room. and you better put that shit on.”

after mumbling a quick response, jake made his way to their shared closet to see what outfit he could throw together. it was already proving to be a struggle as he shifted through all the clothing options he had. he had a whole wardrobe to pick from, but it had been forever since he’d gotten dressed up. since the breakup, he’d been shuffling through the same variety of sweats and sweatshirts; his sense of style was faltering. he poked his bottom lip out, scanning and reshuffling through the hangers as he thought of what to do. “you can never go wrong with black…” he mumbled, grabbing a black collared polo shirt. he moved over to the pants section on his shelves, grabbing the first pair of black oversized jeans in his field of vision and threw it over his shoulder with the shirt as he grabbed a random pair of socks to shove into the pockets of his pajama pants. deciding on the shoes was the easiest part, you could never really go wrong with black air forces.

when he threw on the fit, he paired it with a silver cuban chain, and a variety of silver rings to spread throughout his fingers. he took some hair shaping gel and styled his neck length hair as a wet style, sprayed some axe body spray all over, before finally making his way to the living room to inform sunghoon that he was ready to go.

there, sunghoon was waiting. his feet rested on the ottoman while he scrolled mindless on tiktok, new audios playing every few seconds as he skipped through most of what he was watching. jake cleared his throat, causing sunghoon’s eyes to meet his. the boy pursed his lips, giving a small nod of approval. just a little dressing up, and it was already starting to look like jake was back in his element. “okay, ken carson i see you.”

“yeah just sum slight,” jake chuckled, grabbing his chain to display the jewelry. they both shared a small laugh and made their way to the door. with each step they took toward the door, jake couldn’t help but to feel less and less responsive of his movements. his heart felt heavy and the door only seemed to pan out, getting further away from him despite being less than twenty feet away now. he stopped the second they were almost out the door, averting his eyes the second he realized sunghoon had noticed his lack of movement. “you good?” sunghoon raised an eyebrow, dipping his head to meet jake’s eyes. he didn’t say anything back, just took a few steps backward and shook his head.

“aw come on man, we’re literally almost out of here. don’t pussy out now,” sunghoon groaned as he shut the door. he bit the inside of his lip, squinting his eyes as he looked off into the distance in thought.

“it’s five o’clock somewhere,” he bargained as he swiftly disappeared into the kitchen, coming back with a half drunk bottle of hennessy, and a shot glass that was definitely used the night before. jake scrunched his eyebrows as sunghoon handed the glass to him, pouring the liquid into it before jake downed it without a word. the hotness of the hennessy traveled down his throat and made an unwelcomed appearance inside his stomach. he let out a few breaths trying to calm down the heat that spread throughout his body. “fuck,” his face contorted as sunghoon stared in awe.

“no chaser? you’re crazy.”

“you didn’t bring me one,” jake retorted, head already spinning as he held the glass out, urging for sunghoon to pour him up again to which he complied with no question.

“you’re a big boy, you got it.”

one again, jake took the shot straight to the head and this time he shook his head as he breathed out. “fuck!” the more the alcohol settled, the more he felt like maybe this was doable. maybe this was okay. “i think i’ll be good after this next one.” he held the glass out again and sunghoon barely got to turn the bottle up once he finished pouring before jake snatched the glass away to down it once again.

“you ready?” sunghoon asked while jake kept his eyes shut, responding with a nod. “let’s go.” and just like that, they made their way to sunghoon’s supra. as they’re driving to the mall sunghoon decided to further set the mood by playing throwaway by future. jake’s ears perked up as the familiar beat invaded his ears, the bass of the car adding onto the vibe as he began singing the lyrics with his whole heart.

“fuck that bitch,” jake mumbled over the volume of the music, which sunghoon almost didn’t catch. but he did, and he was proud.

“say it with your chest!” sunghoon exclaimed, giving him two encouraging taps on his shoulder as if putting a battery in his back.

“fuck that bitch!”

“hell yeah, my boy!” they nodded their heads to the song as it continued playing until the point where the beat switch came into play. that’s when sunghoon switched it to a song of the same nature, excluding the tenderness. by the time they got to the mall, jake was hype. he was already imagining all the girls he could possibly speak to. upon getting out of the car, jake had somehow lost footing on the flat pavement, nearly stumbling to the floor had sunghoon not been quick enough to grab him by his collar.

“can you act normal?” sunghoon rolled his eyes while jake steadied himself, regretting his decision to give the boy “courage” shots to begin with. in his defense, he didn’t anticipate how much of a lightweight his friend was.

“i’m sorry. you know i didn’t eat anything yet, right?” jake nearly slurred as they continued walking into the building. the cold air nearly punched them as soon as they stepped foot inside, the cool toned artificial lights adding onto the chill as they moved forward.

“now, listen,” sunghoon turned to jake whose ears immediately perked. “the whole ordeal is to look inviting but not desperate. keep your head on a swivel and any eye contact you make with a girl, just smile and nod for them to come over.”

“what?”

“like this,” sunghoon’s eyes searched the seemingly endless crowds of people before they found their stationary spot that jake couldn’t quite find himself as sunghoon demonstrated perfectly what he had just said before he leaned down to whisper in his ear. “and just like that, bitches come flocking.”

the crowd remained a blur as the girls approached, jake didn’t see them until they were directly in front of them. it was two girls, their style was alternativeㅡ ripped stockings under their shorts, big boots, off the shoulders cropped band tees, elaborate eyeliner, black contacts, it was very put together. they were gorgeous and all, but jake just wasn’t… moved.

“hey, sorry this is so random, but we just had to say you two are really cute,” the first girl stated, her toneㅡ at least in jake’s opinion, overly light and feminine as if to reel the boys in. he didn’t care all that much. their eyes remained focused on sunghoon, but the quieter friend’s eyes seemed to sneak glances at him.

“yeah, like… mall trip made,” the previously quiet friend chimed in.

“thank you, ladies.” sunghoon failed to hide his grin of satisfaction, his canines displaying themselves almost immediately. it never failed to shock him how easily he could attract women, he was happy to be able to quickly bring an attractive pair to his friend despite the fact that they had only walked in less than ten minutes prior. he didn’t even have to try. “this is perfect, actually. me and my boy, jake, here just moved to this area. figured what better way to get familiar than a good old fashioned mall trip.”

“oh really?” the girl’s eyebrows lifted as she pursed her lips into a surprised looking pout. “that’s cool, how are you finding it so far?”

sunghoon slightly grimaced as he looked off to the side, sucking in a breath. “honestly? it’s been… kind of overwhelming. we could really use a tour guide…or two?”

“well i can be one,” the girl, who was primarily looking at sunghoon, chirped.

“and i can be two!”

sunghoon turned towards jake, whose face remained neutral. he could only offer a shrug, not wanting to express his reluctance to stick around these girls. he wasn’t sure what switched inside of him, but now all he wanted to do was go home. and it was clear on his face, but sunghoon couldn’t quite pick up on that.

“sounds like a plan!” sunghoon clapped his hands together and the quad started moving further into the mall. “i forgot to ask, can we get a name to associate with your pretty faces.”

“oh- yeah! i’m eleanor. nice to meet you,” sunghoon’s admirer smiled, extending her hand out to both of the boys who shook them upon the offer. “and this is maya. you guys are of age right?”

“yes we’re college students.”

“perfect!”

as the group continued walking, sunghoon and eleanor’s conversation flowed easily. their distance between the quad became larger the more they conversed, leaving jake and maya a few feet behind. every time he felt as though they were too far, he quickened his pace forcing maya to follow suit if she wanted to catch up, but the bounce in her step could only display her eagerness to engage with him.

a soft smile played on her lips as she tilted her head toward him. “so… do you have a major yet? or are you still figuring it out?”

keeping it short after an inaudible sigh slipped, he replied. “business.” he didn’t spare her a glance. his jaw was tight as his gaze remained locked straight ahead, each step just a touch wider than necessary—as if silently daring her to keep up. and keep up she would. for every one step he took, she compensated with several steps of her own. she rarely remained inches behind him for more than a second.

“oh cool! are you, like, into finance stuff?”

“not really.”

“okay… um, what do you like then?”

for the first time since they started walking, jake’s movements paused, prompting maya’s to do the same. his posture stayed stiff, hands still stuffed in his pockets as he turned his head toward her, offering the briefest eye contact before looking away again.

“quiet.”

the air between them chilled. “right. well, you definitely picked the wrong group for that,” she laughed once, lightly, almost to herself. when she leaned slightly closer to the boy, he subtly leaned the opposite way.

“seems like it,” he deadpanned and they resumed walking to catch up to sunghoon and eleanor. and though she stayed by his side, every second made it obvious—he was walking with her, not with her.

maya didn’t bother saying anything else, just pressed her lips together, nodded to herself, and picked up her pace. she didn’t look back to see if jake would catch up this time.

when she reached eleanor with sunghoon who was still only a few steps ahead, she walked straight up to them, brushing past the pair’s chatter as she spoke.

“i think i’m gonna go shopping on my own,” she said, not cold, but not exactly warm either. and she didn’t wait for a response as she turned toward the nearest store window and kept walking, her footsteps steadier now that she wasn’t chasing conversation.

“ahh,” eleanor’s eyes followed behind her friend, watching before subtly shifting her eyes to the side where sunghoon now stood still. biting the inside of her cheek, she shook her head. “i should probably go too, then,” she finally said. although sunghoon knew her friend’s departure would’ve been the end of his fun, too, it didn’t soften the blow. his lips subconsciously formed a thin line as he shook his head before he replaced it with a small, forced grin.

“aw, okay. well, it was nice meeting you.” before the words fully left his lips, she was already on her way, hair flipping when she briefly turned around to offer him a smile of her own. a genuine one.

“it was nice meeting you too, text me!”

“for sure, for sure.” his voice was low now as he rubbed his temples, anger brewing in his veins the second he sensed jake’s presence creeping next to him. he didn’t even have to open his eyes before he rolled them. “what the fuck is your problem?”

jake, surprisingly taken aback by his friend’s hostility, slightly flinched as he scrunched his nose and eyebrows. “i don’t know. she’s just not my type.” what a sorry excuse, sunghoon thought. but jake wasn’t sober, so maybe he just didn’t realize how shitty he’d just been.

“well no need to be a dick,” he retorted. “if that was the case, you should’ve said something!”

“i didn’t have much of a choice?” jake couldn’t understand where this pushback was coming from. they’d only been in the mall for a few minutes before being approached, there wasn't enough reaction time for him to object, and even if there was, who was he to decide? “they were literally in front of us, i’m not that rude.”

“whatever man.” sunghoon shook his head as he started walking again. “let’s go to the food court real quick, i gotta go piss.”

“okay, let’s get something to eat too,” jake nodded as they made their way to the overpopulated eating area. chatter filled the open space from wall to wall. jake got a glimpse into each group’s lives as they passed, hearing bits of conversations he wasn’t apart of. “what are we gonna eat anyway?”

“you figure it out,” sunghoon’s eyes wandered around the area until he found the restroom sign in the far right corner. “i’ll be right back,” he said, walking off before the boy could even respond back. though the mall’s volume didn’t change, silence took over him as he scanned each franchise’s sign, unsure of what he could even be hungry for while the bodies of other mall goers moved around his still standing one. nothing stood out to him, but a scent caught him off guard as a trio of women around his age walked in front of him. he blinked, each one lasting what felt like hours as his eyes stayed fixated on the back of one particular girl’s head. a cool toned, burgundy brown hair flowing down her back that sent shivers down his spine while his heart simultaneously dropped into the deep pit of his stomach. there was just no way. she couldn’t be here, right? why here? why now?

his body had a mind of his own, each step he made wasn’t his to take as he felt himself keep walking behind the girl’s until he was right behind them in line at the korean corn dog franchise. he felt like he was on fire. the heat spread from his toes to his fingertips, sweat pooling in the palm of his clenched hands. he searched for nicholas’s face. if it was truly winter in front of him, his old friend wouldn’t be that farㅡ anywhere winter was, nicholas was always in close range. but his face just never seems to appear. the tension in his body eased. his shoulders relaxed as he closed his eyes and took in a deep breath. maybe he was just imagining things. the alcohol would be an easy blame, he wasn’t in his right mind to be here alone in such a crowded space, maybe he was seeing what he subconsciously wanted to. it was okay, for now. he was okay.

maybe not. there was no way he was imagining this vividly now. he heard her laughㅡ that damn laugh. the same one he used to elicit after goofing around, trying to ease the attitude she’d caught with him over something minimal that she had waited too long to speak up about. the same laugh that he’d get after one of his unfunny jokes finally landed in a conversation. the same giggle she’d squeal out when he’d just hold her in his arms, showering her with kisses after a long day at practiceㅡ when he’d miss her the most. he just heard it, she was really here. all the pain, all of his buried emotions hit him at once. all he knew now was that he wanted- no he needed to go home.

“y/n, stop!” a voice yelped before giggling. “there’s no way you actually said that to her.”

jake’s eyebrows furrowed as he chimed out the audio of the world around him, his focus zooming

in on the girls in front of him. they turned to winter as she laughed. but, if that was winter then why would they call her y/n? who the fuck is y/n??

“i have to get out of here,” he mumbled to no one other than himself, swiftly making his way to the area he saw sunghoon walk to before he stopped paying attention. it was quiet around him, his heartbeat boomed in his ears and he felt it through his body. breathing jagged, head spinning, and sunghoon was still nowhere to be found. tears began to well in his eyes, but who was he to cry? was that even winter? he sat down at the first empty table he found, resting his head in his folded arms at he sniffled, trying to swallow the remaining pain that was still brewing. lifting his head, he breathed out and rose again making his way back into the line where he previously stood. it was shorter than when he left it, but the group was nowhere to be found. he wasn’t watching where he was going until it was too late, he bumped into the very woman he was looking for, the collide crushing the drink she was holding loosely onto as the cold fizzy soda exploded onto both of their shirts.

“shit!” the girl exclaimed, her eyes darting down to the brown mess on her previously white blouse. “yo! watch where the fuck you’re….” as her eyes trailed back up, they met with his and the world felt like it had stood still for just a moment. “going?”

god, he sure was a looker. the anger she felt had dissipated and any of the crude words she wanted to spill were long gone. “um, sorry about that. are you okay?”

her behavior caught off guard, it was almost as if they were strangers. he blinked. “uh… yeah. i’m sorry about that. i should’ve… i should’ve watched where i was going,” his voice cracked, it was too many octaves too light and you could hear the tremble despite the volume of the room barely making his words audible. the distress was written on his face and it concerned the girl. he was like a lost child searching for his mommy.

“are you okay? do you need to sit down or something? you look like you’re going to pass out.”

“uh-“ his eyes flickered to her two friends, and it only left him feeling more deranged. it wasn’t ningning and karina, winter’s best friends. he didn’t recognize these two at all. “c'mon you can sit with us, hun. it’s okay. do you want anything to drink? water?”

“no, i’m good,” he followed them to sit down, still weary of winter’s possible tricks. he tried to search her eyes for some sort of malice intent, but all he could see was concern. genuine worry for him. he tried to sit as far away from them as he possibly could without it being noticeable. nobody said anything, almost as if they were waiting for him to break the silence first. he refused.

“well, uh- hi, nice to meet you, i’m y/n,” the girl finally spoke. y/n? the name he heard earlier? but how? she looked exactly like the girl he loved before, but somehow she was her own person. the more he looked at her, the more he couldn’t believe it. she was a spitting image. but she wasn’t her?

“i’m jake,” his words came out slowly. “i’m sorry, i should go. my friend is probably waiting for me,” he didn’t bother waiting for a response as he jumped up quickly making his way towards somewhere- anywhere else. he couldn’t stand to be around her any longer, afraid of projecting his anger towards a stranger that looked exactly like the woman who broke his heart. he didn’t care how rude his departure was or if it hurt her feelingsㅡ his was already hurt severely.

“jake, you good?” sunghoon’s voice pulled him back into his body as he looked at him. “you good?” the boy repeated walking closer to him.

“no i’m not fucking good! where the fuck were you?!”

“yo, chill,” sunghoon threw his hands up in defense as if that could diffuse the turmoil spinning in jake’s head and heart. nothing could make him feel better right now.

“NO, i just fucking saw her! orㅡ not her.. she looked just like her, but her name was different. i don’t know what the fu- i don’t know what’s happening! i wanna go home.” he stumbled on his words, still unable to make any sense of the events that just went down. none of it seemed logical. there was just no way.

sunghoon’s eyes widened. “calm down, you’re making people stare,” he whisper-yelled as he threw his arm around his shoulder, trying to guide him back to the main area of the mall.

“i wanna go home, hoon. i don’t feel good at all.”

“i hear you, buddy,” sunghoon tried to comfort him, but he couldn’t help but to stop in his tracks because he just saw her too. “what the fuck?”

jake’s eyes immediately landed on her figure, still sitting down directly in his vision and he swore he could see her looking at him too from the distance though it was all starting to blur now. “what the fuck? is that not winter?”

“don’t fucking say her name, and apparently not. those aren’t even her friends. i don’t know who any of them are.”

“okay, wait here. i’ll handle it,” sunghoon nodded as he jogged over to the area, leaving jake standing as he watched the pair interact. after a few minutes, he walked over waving his phone like a white flag in surrender but he looked anything but defeated. “count your blessings, my boy. i just put. you. onnn,” he smoldered as he handed the phone over. “put it in your phone and text her. she said you’re a little weird and off putting, but you’re cute enough to let it slide.”

“what?”

“this might be better than what i originally planned for you! damn i really outdid myself this time,” sunghoon boasted as he reached for jake’s phone to input the number himself. “same face, different person, endless outcomes. maybe you didn’t need to replace her, but you needed to replace her.”

what did he just get jake into?

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pairings ❀ jake x fem!reader

warnings ❀ cheating, explicit language etc etc

overview ❀ jake went through a toxic relationship with winter that ultimately resulted with him having a fear of ever loving again. one day, he encounters y/n, mistaking her for his ex girlfriend winter only to find out that it wasn’t. by curiosity, he’s made it a mission to find out who this mystery woman is. will this be the girl of his dreams or will it end up as another failure?

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loud music was blaring throughout the house. the smell of cannabis and alcohol filled his lungs as jake searched for his girlfriend winter at this frat party they attended together. jake saw her friend karina and ning ning standing over by the island in the kitchen, approaching and greeting them as he stood in front of them. “hey have you seen winter? she said she was getting a drink 15 minutes ago,” he asked, hoping they could help him.

karina made a face that threw him off a bit and he felt his heart rate drop. “what is it?” he asked, growing more concerned about her whereabouts. ningning sighed at how clueless jake was, starting to feel a bit sad for him. he didn’t deserve what was happening to him, but she didn’t have the heart to tell him the truth. he was a sweet loving boyfriend; it was sad that her own best friend couldn’t see that.

karina was the one to give in, no longer wanting to continue keeping secrets like these for her friend. “last i've seen her, she was talking to nicholas and they walked off somewhere.”

after hearing that, jake’s face lit up as he smiled, relieved to know she was okay and safe with one of his friends and teammates on the soccer team.

“thank you, guys!” he said delightfully and walked away to find his girlfriend. he traveled throughout the house searching for her, bumping into people as he apologized for it as he walked by. he asked around to see if anyone had seen her before checking outside. he walked out to the backyard where the pool was, if was just as crowded but nonetheless he kept on searching. as he walked passed a couple of people he spotted her from afar. his face beamed as he approached her. the closer he got the more his smile faded. there she was, making out with nicholas out in plain sight near the bushes. his heart shattered into a million pieces.

his girlfriend making out with a very close friend of his. he could not believe his eyes. it felt like the world stop turning as he witnessed such a sight. how could she? how could they? he didn’t know what to do. his body froze up at the scene. it was as if he had forgotten how to move his feet. his vision began to blur as his eyes slowing brimmed with tears. great, he’s crying. the last thing he needed was to be crying right now.

the pair soon stopped kissing as they felt another presence near them. they both turned to see who it was and froze in shock seeing a defenseless jake crying in front of them. winter was at a loss for words. she was caught and nothing she could say in this moment would be able to help her so she remained quiet. part of her felt a little bad seeing poor jake like this. “h-how long has this been going on?” jake whisper-stuttered through his tears. they avoided eye contact as he stared into their souls. he waited but both of them kept quiet. “how long has this been going on?!” he yelled, gaining attention from a few people who were in earshot. “for a while now.” nicholas forced out, feeling guilty for it. “what is a while?” jake asked and everything came to light. “months now,” winter stated. jake felt lightheaded hearing that. they’ve been messing with each other for months and he never had a clue.

he started thinking about all the possibilities of them being together without him knowing. all those times she claimed to be catching up on studies or was she with him doing things behind his back. then he remembered everything. the details. the slight glances between the two whenever they would all hang out. times they both would suddenly disappear out of nowhere. it all made sense now.

jake started to laugh. they both stared at him in confusion. he didn’t care how crazy he looked right now. in this moment all he could do was laugh. he gave his all to this woman. almost got kicked off the team at one point for her. whenever she felt like she wasn’t pretty enough he took the time to reassure her and make her feel wanted. he always remembered the little things that she liked, buying her, her favorite perfume after she mentioned it once. surprise dates and gifts just because he thought she would love it. all of it meant nothing to her.

she threw it all away to be with his own friend. that’s what hurts the most. out of all the men in the world that she could have cheated on him with she chose his best friend and teammate at that. he couldn’t believe it but it was true. and that’s the cold harsh reality of life. no matter how much effort you put into something or someone you love, all those efforts end in vain. leaving you with nothing but disappointment. after a few minutes passed by, a painful silence between jake and the pair, jake finally broke it. “well i hope y’all are happy and i wish you nothing but the best,” he said, his voice cracked as he felt his throat tighten up and his chest hurting from the pain of his heart breaking into pieces. he never wanted to end, especially not like that but some things just have to.

jake turned his back to them and began to walk off but was stopped dead in his tracks by words he never wanted to here a again. “i will always love you jake,” winter said truthfully but it was too late for that. he was done and wanted nothing to do with her or love ever again. he was done with it and he vowed to never fall in love again.

weeks went by since they breakup and jake was still a wreck. news got out around campus about their breakup since winter and nicholas decided to go public, announcing their relationship just three days after jake ended things with her. some had speculated that winter was cheating prior to it, but they didn’t care. everyone moved on with their lives while was left to jake suffer in silence. he hardly ate since the breakup if he ate at all. he found it hard to sleep at night because all he could do was cry at the memories, from the situation of it all. never getting that scene out of his mind, the love of his life kissing his best friend.

he stopped showing up to practices to avoid nicholas. his coach told him if he missed another practice, he’d be kicked off the team and, to be honest, jake didn’t even care. life was pointless; he couldn’t take in anymore.

he was lying in his dorm room as his roommate sunghoon watched from across the room, watching his friend wallow in sorrow in his bed. he pitied jake and wanted to make him feel better. so he thought why not take him out to the mall so he could meet other women to help distract him from his current problems.

“listen jake, i understand you’re heartbroken, but you gotta get over that hoe.” sunghoon said, causing jake to turn his head in his direction. sunghoon sat at his desk chair, slouching as he faced in jake’s general direction. “she’s a hoe and you just don’t understand hoon. i loved that girl deeply but she just didn’t want me like i wanted her,” jake said honestly, his heart yearning for her again. he missed being able to hear her beautiful voice as she sung songs to him, he missed seeing her smile after she received thoughtful gifts from him, he missed her touch and laying in each other’s arms, cuddling on cold nights. it just wasn’t fair. how could he have not seen the red flags before? but, then again, you do dumb things for love. it deceives you. and he was blinded. if it weren’t for her disappearing at the party, he would have never known what was going on for so long.

sunghoon interrupted his thoughts, “tomorrow we’re going out and no you can’t back down so dress nice, there will be plenty of fine shyts,” he said making jake scoff. “i don’t need a ‘fine shyt’ i want my shayla but she fucked my head up bad.” jake said and rolled over, his back now facing sunghoon. “look she didn’t and still doesn’t give a rat’s ass about you, so why should you still be moping over a hoe who fucked YOU over? it’s time to move on, so just be ready tomorrow,” sunghoon said one last time before turning away in his chair to finish the rest of his assignment.

as harsh as it was, sunghoon was right. what was the point of just sitting here crying over a girl who never wanted him? maybe he would just go to the mall to meet fine honeys. maybe he did need a little distraction from winter. he’d do anything to try to erase that woman from his mind so maybe it wouldn’t be so bad.

jake succumbed to his drowsiness, slowly drfting off to sleep. who knew what tomorrow might hold for him. maybe things would turn out for the better.

TBC…

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Please Me

pairings ❀ sex therapist heeseung x patient fem!reader ft treasure jaehyuk

warnings ❀ doctor x patient, mentions of cheating, alcoholism, depression, verbal abuse, mentions of DV, toxic relationship, smut, oral(fem receiving), secret affairs etc etc

overview ❀ y/n and jaehyuk’s relationship was going into shambles. they fought constantly and her needs weren’t met. the arguments got worse and worse as days dragged on. y/n decided to talk to a therapist about her relationship problems and heeseung had a solution for her every needs.

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the sound of yelling and glass shattering filled the small one bedroom apartment. causing a disturbance to their fellow neighbors. that’s going to be another complaint for the fifth time this week.

“you never fucking listen to me! you’re always out with your home boys or on that damn game!” y/n screamed as she smashed the living room tv with her fists, drawing blood from them as shards of the glass sliced into her fingers and knuckles. the pain was unbearable but in the heat of the moment, she couldn’t have care less.

jaehyuk watched from behind her with a look of disbelief apparent on his face. he couldn’t believe his eyes for one second. he couldn’t handle another one of her manic episodes right now as he sat on the couch with his headset on and gaming controller in hand. suddenly rage took over, his face burning red as he watched y/n destroy the only peace he had in this hellhole. four years of them being together and never had he ever felt so much aggression towards her.

he got up from the couch, taking his gaming set off and sitting on the table in front of him before heading back to their shared bedroom.

enraged by his sudden lack of care, y/n followed after him screaming at him, “where do you think you’re going, huh?! answer me!” she grabbed his arm, trying to drag him back out but he was far too strong as kept pushing her off. y/n’s frustration continued, her blood boiling. he never listens. never wants to hear how she feels. it’s always about him. he goes and spend his time with his friends or he’s always playing the game. its like her existence never really mattered to her. four years of being together and its all the same. she couldn’t contain it anymore and started punching him in his chest. he stood there taking the hits, letting her get her frustration out for a bit until a punch landed in his face, causing his head to turn. blood poured out from his mouth, his lip was busted. the room grew silent as she watched his take his hand and wipe his lip. his face read an expression she couldn’t quite understand but it scared her. his eyes darkened and her heart began to race.

he took a step forward causing her to take a step back to to keep space between them but he continued to push forward until he backed her into a corner closing the gap between the two. he had her trapped. before she could process anything she watched him raise a hand as if to hit her, she closed her eyes and waited for him to hit her back. she flinched upon heaing a loud thud next to her. she opened her eyes to see he had punch the wall behind her, his hand mere inches away from her face. “you know what? i’ve tried to learn to love you but i just can’t.” he spoke lowly but truthfully. there was a point in time where he did love her but with time, things come to an end eventually. when the arguments started to get worse he tuned her out and eventually fell out of love. he stayed because he didn’t want to let those years go to wast but he couldn’t stay any longer.

hearing those words leave his mouth felt like her world fell apart in front of her. he was right there in her face yet fell so far and unattainable. tears brimmed in her eyes as he stared at her, not one ounce of remorse for her. she felt so much smaller than she was.

jaehyuk laughed bitterly at her as she silently sobbed in front of him, “now you wanna play innocent? you constantly scream and beat on me all day everyday and i do nothing but now you wanna cry?” he said truthfully. y/n tried to free herself from being cornered but he wouldn’t budge, keeping her from running away this time around. he wanted it to be known that he was done with her. this relationship was the reason why he wasn’t happy. she turned her attention away from him, she couldn’t face to look at him any longer as her heart shattered. jaehyuk grabbed her face, forcing her to look at him. he stared at her, watching the tears stream down her face, snot dripping down her nose. “you want to know why i’m never home? i fucked your best friend giselle, she treats me better than you ever could,” he said coldly, his words felt like daggers to her heart. she blacked out, not knowing what to do next, in that moment of time she felt like she was in a bubble, suffocating in her own thoughts of self pity.

she watched as he removed himself from her, walking to the bedroom, presumably to gather his things and leave. she stood in the same spot, letting things unfold in her mind, replaying them over and over again. and with that, he left and never came back. her life ended that night. she didn’t understand why. just why couldn’t he have tried but it was far too late now.

month went by and y/n never left her home besides from going to work but even then her coworkers noticed a shift in her demeanor. that bubbly person everyone knew and love was gone. she was heartbroken. her mind clouded by the memories of him and his words forever echoed in her mind.

after finding out her best friend betrayed her, she cut off ties, blocking them both on everything. she wanted nothing left to do with either of them.

she spent her days alone at home, drowning herself with alcohol to numb her pain as she scrolled through social media. she paused on a particular add for a therapist, not really reading much into it and clicked on it. it took her to a website where she could book appointment for a session. she signed up immediately and booked her appointment for the next day not thinking too much about it. eventually she passed out asleep, succumbing to the drowsy effects of the liquor she was drinking on.

she woke up around noon with a killer migraine. she knew she was hungover bad but she didn’t care. she pushed herself out of the bed and dragged her aching body to the bathroom where she stared out at herself in the mirror. she was in terrible shape. eyes puffy, face blotchy, her hair unkempt, he hadn’t showered in almost two weeks since the breakup. she hated herself for letting herself go even though she knew he didn’t feel the same.

she was absolutely devastated about herself and decided it was time for a change. she prepared for a shower,she wasn’t going to let this break up ruin her life.

she undressed herself from the clothes that reeked of body odor and booz and stepped into the shower, letting the steaming hot water run down her body. it was relaxing and refreshing feeling the water droplets bounce off her skin. she stood under the shower head and let the water drench her hair. she soon washed up in her favorite whipped vanilla body wash and shampoo. scrubbing her body of every memory of jaehyuk and wiping it from her mind. she wanted to forget that man. she wanted nothing more to do with him. she wanted peace.

she rinsed her body off and hair off and stepped out the shower, wrapping her body in her silky robe and towel drying her hair. she stood at the sink and wiped the fog off her mirror so she could finish getting herself together by washing her face with her favorite skincare products and brushing her teeth before heading to her room to get dressed.

as she was about to head into her closet her phone rang on the side of her bed. who could that me? she thought to herself.

she walked over and looked at the caller ID and it was a number she didn’t recognize but nonetheless she answered it.

y/n: hello?

called ID: hello may i speak with y/n?

y/n: speaking

caller ID: hello y/n i’m jake with love affairs therapy. i’m dr heeseung’s assistant and i’m calling to remind you of your appointment with him today at 2:30pm. are you still available or would you like to reschedule?

y/n went silent on the other end. she was dumbfounded. an appointment for what? she doesn’t remember setting an appointment for anything.

caller ID: ma’am are you still there?

y/n: yes yes i’m still here sorry i spaced out for a moment

caller ID: no worries at all! so you still available or would you like to reschedule?

y/n: i’m available! i will be there

caller ID: great! you will be receiving a text message with the address and a confirmation code to use upon arrival if you want the first session to be free!

y/n: sounds great! see you soon!

caller ID: of course and you have a great day ma’am.

and with that the call ended. she still doesn’t know how she got herself into this situation but she has a feeling that drunk her decided to take things into her own hands.

as on que she received the text message and looked up the address. it was a thirty minute drive. she checked the time to see it was now 1:56pm. fuck! she wasn’t going to make it on time if she didn’t leave now. she hurriedly got dress in leggings and a loose fitted hoodie and threw on her slip on vans before going all her belonging and rushing out her small apartment to her car. she quickly typed the address into GPS and started her route to the building.

the drive there was relaxing. the music playing helped calm her nerves a bit. maybe seeing a therapist is all that she needed since she’s been sulking about the breakup.

she finally arrived and parked her car right in front of the building. it didn’t look odd or anything, just a normal building to her. she took a deep breath and gave herself a little pep talk. you can do this. it’s just one free session, what’s the worst that could happen? she thought to herself.

she finally got out of her car and headed inside the building. upon entering, all she could see was a desk area where a male receptionist sat behind as soon as she walked through the door. she looked around and saw a waiting area where a few other people sat as they waited for their appointment. she walked up to the desk to get checked in.

“hi i’m y/f/n and i had an appointment today with dr heeseung!” she said, flashing a small smile. the man behind the desk looked up and she almost froze in her tracks. he was so handsome as if he was sculpted by god’s hands. his raven hair fluffy, flowing down his face and his updo smile as he greeted back made her heart swoon.

“hi ma’am i’m jake! i think we spoke on the phone earlier. fill these out and someone will be right with you!” he said sweetly as he handed her a clipboard with paperwork to fill out. she took it from him, still never taking her eyes off him before she scurried off to find a spot to sit down.

she sat down and filled the papers out, occasionally stealing glances at jake as he sat at his desk. she couldn’t help it. he was breathtakingly handsome. she watched as he typed on his computer before they locked eyes. she immediately looked away as he face grew hot. she’s been caught. how embarrassing. as she was finishing signing the last few paper she had left, a door opened revealing another attractive man. his hair was blonde and fluffy and he almost resembled a cat with big boba eyes. what is this place? she asked herself.

“y/f/n?” the blonde man called out. she instinctively raised her hand, gaining his attention. he flashed her a toothy smile. “hello ma’am i’m jungwon and i’ll be taking you to the room where you’ll have your appointment.” he said, signaling her to follow. she got ip nervously, following after him. maybe she was at the wrong place but how could she be since everything was normal but why was everyone so attractive so far. it felt like a fever dream.

“here i can take those papers for you and get them into our system.” jungwon said holding his hand out to take the clipboard and so she gave them to him. she followed his further down the hallway, making turns here and there until they finally got to room 609.

he opened the door for her to walk in first and she thanked him. as she entered the room there was a little couch and chairs set up as well as a little desk that sat in the corner. “you can have a seat on the couch and he’ll be here shortly but in the meantime would you like anything to drink?” he said walking back towards the door. “a water would be fine.” she said sweetly and he smiled and nodded before leaving her alone in the room.

she studied the room more, looking at all the paintings of abstract art that were hung up. she was so immersed with looking around she didn’t hear the knock on the door or someone walking in either. she looked around some more before turning around to be met with a tall, lean gentleman with red hair walking towards the desk in the room. she screamed from being surprised by the sudden appearance of him which caused him to laugh.

“sorry miss y/n i knocked and didn’t a reply so i let myself in and you were looking at the painting so i didn’t want to interrupt,” he said honestly as he sat at his desk. “so what brings you in today?” he asked, taking his glasses off and loosening his tie. she took this time to sit down in the chair that was situated in front of his desk. she admired his features as she spoke. “i just got out of a toxic long term relationship and just haven’t been myself so i wanted to seek help,” she stated, her eyes tailing over his facial features. his eyes stared deep into hers as they made eye contact for a minute before he started jolting down words onto his notepad, “go on,” he said and so she did. she vented for what felt like forever.

her heart still aching for a man who never cared about her for one bit. tears brimmed in her eyes once more as she spoke. letting her soul pour out as heeseung continued to listen and write into his notepad. “have you tried finding something to keep your mind off him?” he asked and she shook her head. what else could she have possibly done to keep her distracted from the fact that her heart still yearns for him. “well maybe i could help?” he said and stood up from his desk and walked to stand behind her. “is it okay if i may give you a massage?” he asked. she was confused, what kind of therapy session was this? she thought but nonetheless she accepted it.

she felt his big but warming hands on her shoulders, massaging them. the pads of his thumbs had enough pressure to hit the depths of her muscles, easily relaxing her body. she melted into his touch, heaving out a loud sigh. “you’re really good at this,” she complimented and he hummed in response. soon his hands trailed to the back of her neck, hitting all the right spots. she never knew how tense her body was. she was so immense in the massage she didn’t feel his hands trail down to her breast, caressing them ever so gently that it felt too normal.

his hands soon trailed down to the hem of her pants, slowly sliding down into them and he began to rub small circles on her clitoris. a moan escape from her lips, soon bringing her back to reality. she jumped up from her seat, turning to face him as her face was flushed from the certain action. “w-what are you doing?” she asked, hugging herself as she stared at him. he chuckled, a sweet smile on his face as he looked down at her.

how could he be laughing right now? like he didn’t just assault her? what kind of therapist is he? so many thoughts were running in her mind. she didn’t understand what she had gotten herself into. she needed to leave. she was about to walk passed him but was stopped in her tracks. “you have no clue what you signed up for do you?” he said, cutting her off and standing in front of her. her breath hitched in her throat, feeling so small in this moment.

he took a step forward, causing her to step back. that cycled continued until her back hit his desk. he leaned forward, placing both his hands on the sides of her as he cornered her. “you do know what this place is don’t you?” he asked once more, his eyes low and darkened with what she assumed was lust. she watched as he licked his lips and his gaze fall. she looked to where his eyes had wondered and it was towards her breast. she immediately covered herself, earning another chuckle from him. “where am i exactly?” she asked, trying her best to change the subject and find a way to escape from this. “sex therapy,” he said plainly, “did you not read the forms you signed or the website you signed up for?” he said, grabbing her by her waist and hosting her up onto his desk.

she couldn’t believe what she heard. why on earth would she sign up for this? she blames the alcohol. drunk y/n must’ve been horny and out her mind to sign up for something like this. “you’re more than welcome to continue your session or we could end it here,” he added as he stared into her eyes, looking for the answer he would need.

she stared at him for a moment, taking in his features. he was a handsome young lad. she’d be a fool to miss up on this opportunity. fuck it. she thought and grabbed his face and smashed her lips onto his.

they kissed passionately. their lips intertwined with one another. his hands made their way back upon her waist, pulling her closer as he kissed her so hungrily. he bit her bottom lip, gaining a soft whine from y/n. he took the opportunity to slide his tongue into her open caven and explore the wonders of her mouth. their tongues fought for dominance with the sloppiness of their saliva dripping from their mouths, ultimately heeseung won the battle.

his hands soon found their way to the bottom hem of her shirt, in a swift motion he pulled it off her, breaking the kiss to stare at her body. she took this time to catch her breath, her face hot and flustered from their heated makeout sesh. she noticed his eyes were staring at her now exposed body so she covered herself, now feeling a little insecure. heeseung shook his head, removing her arms and placing a small kiss on her forehead, “don’t hide yourself, you’re beautiful baby,” he said softly, making her heart swoon. he took the time to take in in her every features. admiring every inch of her as he thought she was crafted so heavenly just for him to take.

soon he took off his shirt exposing his well defined toned muscular body. her gaze fell down, taking in his physique. his abs defined and scrumptious to look at and his toned muscular arms and hands were just a treat. she wanted him to absolutely wreck her. her eyes soon trail down to his crotch, seeing the ever growing bulge that was prominent in his pants, asking to be let free. she took this time to rub his erection through his pants, earning herself a groan out of him. she watched as his lustful eyes darkened with a desire that she could not resist.

he stripped her out of the rest of her clothes, leaving her bare as she sat on his desk. the cold air from the room sent chills down her spine.

she watched as he kneeled down in between her legs, now at eye level with her dripping core. “already wet and we barely did anything,” he said, his voice low and deep. she couldn’t help but give in. this was a once and a lifetime opportunity for her to get her guts rearranged by someone as handsome as he was and he wanted it just as much. even though she knew deep down that this was his job to do, she couldn’t help but to think that he was all for her because in this very moment it felt so surreal.

he began to place chastise kissed on her inner thighs, nipping at the skin here and there as he left love bites all over them. teasingly making his way to her dripping core but never touching her there. her whines became uncontrollable, she desperately wanted to be touched oh so badly. “please..” she muttered at, eyes brimming with tears as she pleased with the man. he looked up at her, seeing the effect he had on her only boosted his ego even more. “beg for it.” he said sharply, now rubbing small circles onto her clitoris just enough to edge her on but not enough to give her full control. she started to grind against his hand, heeseung laughed sinisterly, removing his hand as she cried out from the lost of contact. “you’re not getting it that easily baby, i said beg for it.” he stated with a strictness in his voice that made her wanted him even more than before.

she caved in, letting her pride aside and begged for it. “please touch me… daddy fuck my tight little cunt please!” she pleaded, crying for his touch. a sly smile appeared on his face, satisfied from what he had heard, “as you wish.” and with that, he answered her plea. he licked slowly between her folds up, his tongue darting in and out of her cunt and lapping up all her juices that dare threaten to spill out. her hands travel to his red locks, grabbing a handful as she holds him closer. she felt elastic, feeling his tongue fuck her pretty little cunt.

he devoured her like she was his last meal. eating her out with such delight. he took two of his digits, plunging them deep inside of her, curling them with every thrust, hitting all the right spots.

she threw her head back in pleasure as he continued to please her, making her toes curl. she felt a familiar sensation in the pit of her stomach, the squelching sounds of him finger fucking her and him sucking loudly on her cunt along with her uncontrollable moans feeled the room. how does he even know how to do this. she has never been ate out like this before, not even by her ex boyfriend jaehyuk. this sensation was unfamiliar with her, she couldn’t hold it any longer as he fucked into her much harder now, his fingers massaging a certain spot in her she didn’t even know was their. he body slowly grew weak from the overwhelming pressure that built up from all this pleasure she was receiving. her more grew more and more incoherent with every moment of him worshiping her and giving her just what he knew she need, a good fuck to take her mind off things.

heeseung looked up at her, watching how close he was getting her. his pants grew tight, his erection hurting from being so confined in his trousers. “cum for me,” he said and she did exactly that, screaming as she came undone in his mouth. he gagged a bit as her squirt hit the back of his throat but nonetheless he didn’t stop until her body gave out and fell onto his desk.

she laidback there a moment, never moving as she tried to regain herself from being overstimulated. he stood up and watched as she took a moment to catch her breath. “how. did. you. even. know. to. do. that.” she said in between breaths as she collected herself. “i just know how to please a woman, that’s all. but we’re not done yet. we still have ten minutes to spare,” he said, she pushed herself up onto her elbows to meet his gaze only to be met with his lower half exposed. she watched as he stroked his big and girthy member. her eyes widen, there was absolutely no way that he was going to fit that monster of a cock inside of her. “what’s with the face, are you scared?” he asked, stroking his erection. she shook her head no, she accepted the challenge and who knows, she’ll probably like it. “good girl now bend over that desk for me,” he said sternly and she obliged. she got up and stood before him, soon turning around with her back facing him as bent over his desk. he smirked at how obedient she was. he liked this, usually his patients never lasted this long but she was a different breed and he loved every moment of it. he then spat onto his hands and stroked it on his throbbing cock before aligning himself with her entrance. she braced herself for what was to come, her hands gripping onto the edge of his desk as she felt his cock tap her cunt a few times before he slowly entered her.

her face scrunched up in pain as she felt his tip finally slid in. he sucked in a breathed as her cunt sucked him in. he took his time with her, slowly inching his member in and giving her time to adjust to his size until he was fully inside her. he waited a moment, not moving as he didn’t want to hurt her and to give her time to get use to the stretch.

her insides her a little as his cock stretched her tight little cunt open. she felt every inch of his girthy member inside her as her walls contracted around him. “p-please move,” she whispered out and so he did. he slowly but sure pull out enough, leaving just the tip in before plunging back into her at a decent pace. that went on for a few minutes until her heard her moan, indicating that she was okay and he could up the pace.

he began to fuck into harder and deeper, each thrust earning a scream fro her as she felt him member hit that familiar spot again. her walls contracted with each thrust, hugging his member tightly. she couldn’t help but feel that overwhelming feeling again, but this time she let loose, squirting as she felt his tip abuse her gspot. the sound of wetting squelching noises and skin clapping filled the room once more. she felt so good around him and he couldn’t even deny it. this was by far the best cunt he’s ever been in and it drove him crazy.

he dugged into her like crazy, he didn’t even know what had came over him but he just went bonkers. he pulled her close to him, grabbing her by her neck and choking her as he fucked her standing up. she cried out in pleasure. why does this feel so good. she thought.

“fuck! you’re so fucking wet for me baby. look at you squirting all over daddy’s dick. you like that don’t you?” he growled into her ears. she couldn’t help herself but to gasp as the grip on her neck tightened. she was loving every second of this. she didn’t care that she was losing oxygen in this moment because alk she could think about was the feeling of him fucking her so good.

heeseung soon felt him coming to his climax, he was a few stroke away from coming undone. he pushed her back onto the desk, and hammered his fat cock into her as her body went limp and her moans were now just shots of breaths as she tried so hard to catch a breath but found it difficult as he was rearranging her insides. “fuck i’m going to cum.” he moaned out, his thrusts getting sloppy as he was about to explode. he pulled out and stroked his member, his cum shooting all over her ass cheeks and he finally came undone.

he checked his watch, seeing that their session was now over. “times up. lets get you all cleaned and ready to go.” he said, walking around his desk and reaching inside to grab towels and wipes that were conveniently placed there. he walked back to her as she laid still and began to clean her up. she didn’t know how to feel in this very moment. it was like she changed into a whole new person, completely forgetting why she came here in the first place.

once she was all cleaned, he helped her get dress before tending to himself. “do you do this with all your patients?” she asked, laughing a bit as he helped her put her pants back on. “no actually, i’ve never gotten this far. they’re usually tapped out after i eat them out, you’re the first to go all way through.” he answered honestly. some part of her hoped that it was true because now she has found herself falling for a man she doesn’t even know.

“oh well i’m glad i did haha it was nice, thank you.” she smiled, now grabbing her belongings to prepare to leave. she was about to head to the door but was stopped by him grabbing her hand. she turned around to face him but was taken aback when she felt his lips onto hers. she melted into his kiss, soon wrapping her arms around his neck before he pulled away. “a little something for the road and here’s my card, you should call me sometime,” he said, handing her his business card. she smiled and took it happily. “oh i’m definitely calling you later.” she said as they both laughed together. “well i should get going then, i guess i’ll talk to you later?” she said, the last part being a question because she wasn’t sure if she should or not. “you better and be safe. text me and let me know you made it safely.” he said and with that smiled and made her way out of his office and out the building. who would have known that a silly ole breakup would lead her into the arms of another man.

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hello! i’m okay, just surviving that’s all. thank you for your concerns! i really do appreciate it a lot during these difficult times.

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part one

pairings: peeping jungwon x sister’s best friend female reader

warnings: jungwon is a peeping creep watching y/n piss, and shower, masturbation, slight descriptions of intentional self inflicted harm, mentions of blood, slight, but not really, dubcon from reader, oral fem receiving, peeping on her sleeping

overview: jungwon had a weird creepy obsession with peeping on his older sister’s best friend whenever she comes over. he’s done it for so long it became like a game that he didn’t get caught in…. until it wasn’t.

taglist🏷️ : @nayeoniiz

jungwon was sitting in the living room, working on one of his many assignments from university. he was in year one and if he wanted to be the best, he had to earn it. he was so focused on his work that he didn’t realize when his sister walked in, accompanied by her best friend y/n. jungwon studies were soon halted by his sister coming into close proximity of him.

“hey wonnie whatcha doing?” his sister asked, breaking his trance from his work. he looked up and his eyes met with both of the girls. a light red glow tinted his cheeks. the girls knew jungwon had a fat crush on y/n and it became apparent that they took joy in teasing him for fun.

to them, jungwon was this sweet little boy, always caught up in his studies. you could always find his face stuffed in a good book. but the reality of it was far more sinister. little did they know how pervy jungwon really was: waiting until the late hours of the night to sneak and creep on y/n at any given moment. there was one summer where y/n was changing into a swimsuit in the bathroom. jungwon was hidden in the bathtub, peeping through the crack on the shower curtain. he watched her undress from her clothes and slide into her bathing suit while he rubbed one out quietly to the scene that unfolded in front of him. no one knew that this ”innocent” boy had a dark, twisted secret and he liked to keep it that way. or so he thought he could.

jungwon was now averting his attention away from the girls, ignoring their teasing looks. “can you guys just leave me be? i’m studying for an important exam coming up,” jungwon said as he began to collect his belongings.

“aww is wonnie going away? you don’t wanna spend time with me anymore?” y/n taunted. she knew exactly how to rile this boy up. jungwon shook his head, quickly grabbing the rest of his things and fleeing from the situation. he ran straight up to his room, closing the door behind him. he leaned his back against the door, taking a few deep breaths trying to calm himself. his trousers felt tight and uncomfortable. he wasn’t surprised to see how visibly hard he was. he couldn’t help it. y/n looked too stunning, her skin unmarked, so beautifully soft. he just wanted to devour her.

he locked his door and made his way to his bed, placing his belongings on the floor next to him. he slid his hands in his pants and underwear, bringing them down to his ankles before grabbing the lotion from the nightstand next to his bed. he had to fix his little problem now.

he squeezed a decent amount of lotion onto his hand and grabbed his throbbing member. the cold sensation from the lotion caused him to hiss as he stroked it, images of y/n flashing in his head. from seeing her naked, her flawless skin being illuminated by the dull bathroom light, from her unknowing sleeping figure’s chest rising and falling with each breath she took, her lips parting with every snore. oh how he adored her. he quickened his pace, firmly stroking his member to every fleeting thought of y/n. he choked on a moan, keeping quiet so no one knew what he did behind closed doors.

then, his imagination took a turn. he started imagining himself stripping her naked, marking up her sweet, soft skin. he thought about how she tasted, what her insides felt like. it felt so good. and he was so, so close. rubbing his thumb against the slit on his tip, he couldn’t contain it any longer. he was reaching his climax. with a final stroke he came hard into his hands, his body convulsing as he muffled a moan, biting hard onto his bottom lip. he could taste something metallic in his mouth. fuck. he thought. he’s bleeding. he quickly wiped the mess he made of himself onto his clothes and took them off, tossing them into his dirty clothes hamper in the corner of his room. he looked into the mirror next to his dresser. his lip didn’t look that bad, but he needed to clean up quickly. he quietly and quickly rushed straight to the bathroom that was down the hall. he did not need to get caught running naked while his sister and y/n were downstairs. he locked himself in the bathroom, taking a nice hot shower to cleanse him of his sins. it felt good having the hot water running down his body. but, oh how he wished it was y/n’s hands touching him instead.

he washed up using his favorite body soap, then washed his hair afterwards.

after he got out and wrapped a towel around his waist, he stared into the foggy mirror. he wiped it so he could view his lip better, bringing his face close to inspect it better. it was swollen and a small slit was in the middle of his bottom lip. it was very noticeable. how was he supposed to hide this? how will he explain this if he was asked? in that moment an idea popped in his head. he’d fake an injury. he grabbed onto the shower curtain, and fell forward causing a loud bang on impact, knocking the wind out of him. the fall caused him to bite down on his lip and bleed some more.

he heard commotion from outside the door, it had to be the girls. a loud knock soon followed right afterwards. jungwon got up and looked at the scene. the shower curtain and rod was on the floor, trails of blood droplets as well. this was brilliant. the perfect cover up. he opened the bathroom door, drawing gasps from the girls. it was a sight to see. jungwon’s sister look petrified, her brother was bleeding from the mouth, and the bathroom was a wreck. “wonnie, oh my god! are you okay? i’m going to call mom. y/n, please help him!” his sister screamed, scattering away to call their mom.

y/n was at a loss for words. on one hand, she was concerned about the boy’s wellbeing. but on the other hand? she couldn’t help but observe him and inspect his every feature. this was a once in a lifetime opportunity to see a wet and bloody, half naked jungwon. his abs were glistening in the bathroom light, water mixed with blood dripping down his chin, his wet hair messily sticking to his forehead. and as bad as it sounds, he looked desirable to her right now.

jungwon’s face grew hot, drawing her out of her trance. she didn't realize how long she had been staring. she immediately took action, grabbing a face towel and wetting it with cold water to clean his busted lip. he winced in pain from the contact. “oh, i’m sorry!” y/n exclaimed.

“it’s fine. i’m fine,” jungwon reassured her as she continued to clean him up. jungwon’s sister came upstairs to let them know their mama won’t be back until later tomorrow morning, she’s working an overnight shift at the hospital tonight. “so it’s just us tonight?” y/n asked and his sister nodded. “yeah, i’m in charge and mom said to just clean the afflicted area and ice it,” she added, handing him an ice pack. he took it and put it on his lip, quickly thanking them both before heading to his room to get dressed and finish with his studies.

after a while, he checked the clock: 10pm. i should probably head to bed soon, he thought. as was getting ready to head to bed, he heard commotion outside his door. he cracked it slightly open and saw y/n standing there, already dressed in her pajamas and heading towards the bathroom. a sinister smile appeared on his face as he quietly tiptoed out his room and walked in the direction of his sister’s room, peaking in. his sister was sound asleep in bed. it was showtime baby. he quietly made his way to the direction of the bathroom, peering into the keyhole as his eyes landed on y/n. he watched as she slid her shorts down and sat on the toilet, his own shorts now growing tight around him. he watched as she wiped herself, pulled her clothes up and washed her hands before he quickly fled back into his room. he couldn’t risk getting caught like this. he closed his door softly and waited for her to pass by. he heard her footsteps creeping down the hallway, but they stopped right in front of his door. he panicked, but didn’t dare to make a sound.

a soft knock was heard from the other side. at first he ignored it, sliding into his bed and under the covers. “jungwon are you awake?” y/n called out to him, but he didn’t respond. he kept quiet, hoping she would leave soon. but then the doorknob jingled, twisting and the door creaked open. jungwon felt his heart pounding. oh no oh no. he thought. she was coming in. he turned his back to the door, feigning sleeplessness. he heard her footsteps come closer to his bedside. the mattress dipped behind him. this cannot be happening right now. this had to be a dream.

he felt her small hand resting upon his arm and her breath dangerously close to his ear. “i know you’re asleep, but today is the first time i’ve actually seen you outside of that nerdy facade you have,” she whispered into his ear. it sent shivers down his spine. he felt her hand snake under his shirt, her fingertips running against his abs. “i’ve never knew such a sweet boy like you was so beautifully built. it has to be from those taekwondo lessons you’ve been taking,” she added, her hands now playing with the hem of his shorts.

his member throbbed painfully, craving so badly to be touched. he couldn’t hold back any longer. he grabbed her hand, causing her to yelp from the sudden action. he turned to face her, examining her facial expressions. they both stared at one another intensely. “you don’t know how long i’ve wanted to do this,” he said, crashing his lips onto hers. it was rough but passionate. he spent so long, longing for this moment and here it finally was. he never believed in miracles until now. their lips danced amongst each other. her hands now snaking around his neck to bring him closer. he wrapped his arms around her waist, flipping himself on top of her. he trailed kissed down her jaw to her neck, sucking and nipping at her skin. he waited so long for this, he wantedㅡ no he needed to leave his mark. he wanted the world to know that he finally bagged y/n after all these years of pining for her. he left so many love bites on her skin before he moved to rid her of her shirt, trailing more kisses down her body. he took one of her breasts into his mouth, sucking and swirling his tongue gently on her nipple as he squeezed the unoccupied one with his free hand. small whines escaped from her lips, riling him up even more. he alternated between each breast, edging her on before trailing more marks down her abdomen. he licked a small streak down her navel until he reached the hem of her pants.

he paused and looked up at her, a silent glance for any sign of hesitation. she looked down at him, her breath hitching in her throat as she did so. “please wonnie..” she heaved out. a switch flipped inside his head. he didn’t know what came over himself, but he soon stripped her out of her shorts and underwear, teasingly kissing and sucking on her inner thighs. soft moans escaping her lips. “all those years of you teasing me,” jungwon rasped out against her skin. “now look at who's on the other end.” kissing close to her core, but never touching her there, was driving y/n crazy. she never knew there was a dark side to the kid she grew up with. teasing him all those years only for her to end up being the fool.

she wanted him to touch her so bad. “please wonnie, touch me!” she pleaded with him in a whispered yell.

he smirked, “as you wish princess.” he then licked between her flaps, she shivered from the warmth of his tongue on her dripping wet core. he licked up her juices that threatened to leak out. his tongue dancing on her clitoris. the sensation was magical to y/n. she intertwined her fingers into his hair, grabbing chunks of it as she buried his face deeper into his core. she had never felt this way before. it was all new to her as it was to jungwon. despite the fact that they were both virgins, jungwon seemed experienced in this field. he sucked gently on her clit, plunging two fingers into her core. her back arched from the pleasure. he plunged his fingers deep inside her, curling them as he thrusted them. his moves were precise, accurately hitting all the spots she didn’t know she had. yher moans grew louder with each movement, echoing throughout the room, but she didn’t care. it felt too good. how was he so good at this?

he quickened his pace, bringing her closer to her high as her body started shaking, a knot forming in the pit of her stomach and stretching throughout her body. it was exhilarating, her body trembling with every breath she took. she felt his fingers plunge into the depths of her insides, loving the feeling of how he rubbed her sweet spots. “oh wonnie… i’m gonna-,“ her sentence was cut short by a loud whined out moan of pleasure. her body jolting from the overstimulation, feeling his two digits speed increasing as he finger fucked her through her orgasm. she came hard into his mouth, her juices flowing all over his face as he kept his pace, licking up all her delicious juices. her toes curled as she rode out her high. her body shook from the remaining overwhelming pleasure. as she came down from her orgasm, jungwon placed a final kiss on her clit, peering his head up to make eye contact with her. “how was it, princess?” he asked sitting up. he made direct eye contact as he took his two digits and put them in his mouth, licking up the remainder of her juices off his fingers. she watched intensely, her body craving him more. “phenomenal,” she said honestly. she watched as he took off his shirt and then used it to clean her off before helping her get dressed. “you should probably head back. i’m sure my sister is up now from all the commotion,” jungwon teased, smiling widely knowing he had finally fulfilled one of his many fantasies. she nodded in agreement, pushing herself off his bed and wobbling to the door making jungwon laugh. he found it cute that she could barely walk straight just from the head he gave. he felt accomplished with himself.

right before she left she turned to face him, “wonnie, we should do this more often,” she shyly stated and jungwon’s smile held a dark vibe. it both frightened y/n, yet turned her on. she really liked this side of him.

“princess, this is only the beginning of something beautiful,” he said and with that she left his room, shutting the door behind her. when she got back to her best friend’s room, she noticed that she hadn’t woken up at all. guess she wasn’t loud enough after all. and with that she headed straight to bed, not knowing jungwon was once again creeping on her as she slept. you’re finally mine, y/n. he thought as he started at her sleeping through the crack of the door.

TO BE CONTINUED…..

[cinnawonbabe]

ATTENTION PLEASE POSTPONED!

hey guys sorry to inform you but i will postponing the story upload for today. my goddaughter ended in the hospital last night and i’ve been there helping. so i didn’t have to to proofread and edit in/make changes. it will be uploaded later on tonight or tomorrow morning. thank you for your support and i hope you enjoy your day.

[cinnawonbabe]

bitch what are you planning with jake on your heeseung story? you really find a way to use him for your part 2 of that heeseung fic for what? just to do him dirty? and for heeseung to talk down on him cuz he got jealous on jake? i can already see it coming 🙄

i don’t know who you’re talking to because it’s NOT me. secondly, it’s MY story and i choose to write it however i please. lastly, none of what you said even remotely happens. stop talking out of your behind and just wait until the story is published. do you talk to your own parents like that? obviously not if you had to do this anonymously 😬😬

[cinnawonbabe]

Hii ! Can I get tagged on part 2 of professor heeseung and student yn please ?

ofc you can !

[cinnawonbabe]

ATTENTION, PLEASE!

THANK YOU FOR GETTING MY STORY OVER 400 NOTES! WHO WANTS TO BE TAGGED ON PART TWO? IT WILL BE POSTED TOMORROW SO STAYED TUNED!!

[cinnawonbabe]

OH MY GOOD ITS SOOO GOOOODDD

WEBCAM PERV! (2)

pairings ❥ heeseung x fem!reader

genre ❥ smut

point of view ❥ third person, omniscient

synopsis ❥ you meet heeseung on omegle and quickly hit it off until you accidentally disconnect. feeling at a loss from not being able to find him again, you give up and live life as if it never happened. unbeknownst to you, however, he turns out to be a hacker who hacked into your camera, resorting to watching your secretly from behind the screen… until he didn’t.

warnings ❥ stalking, voyeurism, fingering, oral (both receiving), raw sex (wrap it up!), missionary (reader is flexible), big dick heeseung, slight degradation, ass eating, backshots, facial (omg no cream pie?!?!)

word count ❥ 11.7k

Webcam Perv! (1)

author’s note: tbh guys i ended up rewriting a lot of stuff because i wasn’t satisfied with my work & also ended up also i had writers block so sorry for that, i just didn’t like how it turned out at the time. not proofread so beware.

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“i miss fine shit…” y/n sighed dramatically, her chin resting in her hand as she stared off into the distance. her thoughts seemed to be lost in a world far removed from the present lately. despite the fact that it’d been almost two weeks since the scandalous video call with heeseung, her mind remained fixated on him.

natty, on the other hand, had heard more than enough. she had sat through all of y/n’s endless rambling about it for these past couple of days, initially nodding along while the girl swooned, but her patience was running thin now. it wasn't uncommon for y/n to develop crushes, but this one? in natty’s eyes, it was foolish, exaggerated, and unreasonably intense. she spoke so highly of heeseung in a way that felt odd given the scenario in which they met. she couldn’t let y/n continue living in a fantasy.

“i’m sorry girl, but you don’t even know him for real,” natty words were low, her voice flat as she glanced up only briefly from their shared computer screen, where they were working on a class project. her response evoked a frown from the girl.

“maybe not,” y/n agreed, but her eyes remained distant as she was still lost in her daydreams of the boy. “but i do know that we at least live in the same country. you never know, i could bump into him,” she added with a quiet conviction, unwilling to acknowledge the more obvious reality of the situation which was leaning toward him being nothing more than a chance meeting. compared to natty, who’s had a long list of lovers, y/n didn’t seem to have luck when it came to men. she wasn’t exactly looking for that kind of attention anymore because of that fact. what she did with heeseung was completely out of character, he made her feel alive that night. she wanted to keep chasing that feeling. she had to.

“that doesn’t mean you know where he lives,” natty countered, her voice laced with softness in her tone as if she were trying her best to let the girl down gently. “he could be hours away, hidden somewhere in the middle of nowhere.”

y/n shook her head slowly, her belief unshaken. she was certain there had to be a way. “then i’ll just manifest running into him. this time, in person.”

her word make natty cringe as she let out a long, exasperated sigh. “you’re crazy,” she muttered, a hint of disbelief in her voice. she knew her friend was stubborn, but never to such an extent over a boy she only knew for a couple of hours.

“oh, girl, if only you could have seen what i saw in him,” y/n sighed, a smile tugging at her lips. images of heeseung flashed through her mind. the way he spoke so smoothly, the way he said her name, his smile, his smirks, the way he was so attentive to everything she said. she craved it all. with another content sigh, she spoke again. “you’ll understand when you see him.”

natty didn’t respond this time, realizing that y/n was too far gone to be reasoned with. this fated little fantasy had already settled into her mind, and it was clear there was no pulling her away from it now.

heeseung, on the contrary, was doing just fine. in fact, he had already grown accustomed to the unrestricted access he had to y/n’s devices, marveling at everything she did. from the way y/n spent countless hours searching omegle for him, and the way he found great pleasure in reading the messages between her and her best friend natty talking about how he was the one that got away, and of course that camera access had completely shifted his jerk off sessions each night as he finally had a face to openly fantasize about.

besides his endeavors, heeseung’s focus had shifted to something far more calculated—her routine. with the help of his hacking system, he managed to piece together most of the tiny fragments in her daily life: the café she frequented, the public library she studied in, the late-night convenience store she occasionally visited every now and then. but none of these places provided him with what he was looking for. there was never a specific time she went to any of them. he needed something more reliable, something he knew would guarantee their reunion.

while stalking wasn’t new territory for him as he had dabbled with brief obsessions in the past for the thrill of it, never taking them too seriously. this was different. this was y/n. for the first time, he was prepared to go further than everything he had before, to put in the effort, and asking for advice even if it meant bending the truth along the way.

that evening, heeseung entered the kitchen, where sunghoon sat hunched over his laptop absorbed in a research paper. the rhythmic sound of the keyboard came to a brief halt as heeseung pulled out the chair opposite sunghoon, the legs scraping gently against the floor.

“yo, can i ask you something?” heeseung began, leaning forward, resting his chin in his hand, his expression serious. his fingers lightly tapped against the table as he waited for his roommate’s acknowledgment. and sunghoon didn’t look up immediately, but the edge in heeseung’s tone piqued his interest.

“what’s up?”

heeseung hesitated for a moment, carefully choosing his words. he realized he should have thought it out before jumping straight in. “so, i went to this coffee shop a few days ago, right?” he started, his voice softening as he imagined the scene he was about to start painting. sunghoon nodded. “and i swear, i saw the most beautiful girl i’ve ever laid eyes on.” his gaze turned unfocused as he imagined her face, the nervous mannerisms she had shown, and the way her lips parted when caught off guard. “i just can’t stop thinking about her.”

sunghoon laughed, finally glancing up at him. “damn. she got you that down bad?”

“worse,” heeseung sighed, his hand running through his hair in frustration. “i’m convinced she’s my soulmate, man. but here’s the thing… i’ve only seen her once. she hasn’t shown up since, and i have no idea how to find her again.” technically, none of this was a lie, though he conveniently omitted certain details.

sunghoon leaned back in his chair, processing this. “why don’t you just go there every day? eventually, she’ll show up again.”

heeseung frowned. “dude, that place is expensive. i can’t keep buying overpriced coffee for no reason.”

sunghoon rolled his eyes. “who said you had to buy anything? just sit there, pretend to study, or work on something. they’re not gonna kick you out for existing.”

heeseung clicked his tongue, unconvinced. the idea of sitting in a café for days, hoping for a chance encounter, felt unreliable. she was unpredictable—her schedule too scattered, her habits too inconsistent. there was no definite timeframe it’d take to catch her. he was already going crazy these last few days, his thoughts, his actions, his dreams all consisted of her. he wasn’t sure how much longer he could hold out.

“might take some time,” sunghoon added, stretching his arms overhead. “but if she’s a regular, she’s bound to show up eventually.”

heeseung hummed, a sense of doubt clouding his thoughts. “yeah… i doubt that’ll work.”

sunghoon shrugged, uninterested in offering more advice. “that’s all i got. take it or leave it.” his suggestion was weak, but perhaps it didn’t need to be perfect. he could make it work, he just needed to ensure their paths crossed by his own doing.

heeseung sighed, pushing himself up from the chair. his mind was already spinning with plans and possibilities, each more elaborate than the last. that’s when the bell rang in his head and he decided to install a live tracker on y/n’s phone.

before this, his access had been limited. he could only observe the traces of her movements when she shared her location with others or after purchases were made when the receipts would land in her email. but now, with the tracker in place, everything would change. he would have real-time access, no more waiting, no more gaps in his knowledge. it almost made him chastise himself for not having done it sooner, but in a way, this felt better.

enough time had passed to make their meeting seem more like fate than manipulation. what harm was there anyway? y/n had been looking for him too. just the thought alone sent a rush of excitement through him. she wanted to see him just as badly as he wanted to see her. even if she didn’t know it yet, their mutual longing was proof that something far deeper than chance was there. they both craved each other’s connection.

once the program was fully operational, his heart was almost pouncing outside of his chest as her location flickered onto the screen. heeseung’s eyes narrowed as he observed the information. she was at a university. not just any university—sunghoon’s university. his pulse quickened, but he forced himself to remain calm. there wasn’t much he could do with this information yet, so he could only store it away for later. instead, he switched to her messages, scanning her most recent conversation.

y/n: coffee, then my place?

natty batty: ok lemme finish this last slide first, im almost done

y/n: yes ma’am 🫡😁

y/n: coffee coffee coffee

natty: girl.

y/n: sorry

heeseung smirked, a sense of satisfaction washing over him. bingo. he quickly switched to her camera feed. he watched as she picked up her phone and slipped it into her pocket after a few minutes. he couldn’t see her face, buy he didn’t need to. he knew exactly what she looked like in this moment: eager, giddy, and blissfully unaware of how much better he was about to make her night. his mind raced. the university was only 15 minutes away from the coffee shop while his apartment was 25. he had to move and he needed to move now.

he looked down at his outfit realizing he was nowhere near ready to be seen by her yet. cursing under his breath, he shoved himself away from his desk and rushed into the kitchen where sunghoon was still sitting at the table, this time his headphones on as he typed away at his laptop. heeseung wasted no time.

“bro, i need you to drive me somewhere,” heeseung said, his tone urgent as he pulled one of the earbuds to the side so his friend would hear his plea.

sunghoon blinked up at him, confusion evident on his face. “why so sudden?”

“no time to explain,” heeseung said with a barely suppressed a grin. “i just have a feeling i’m gonna get lucky tonight.”

sunghoon squinted, still not understanding the sudden change in plans. but after a moment, he shrugged. “whatever, man. get your shit and grab my keys.”

heeseung darted to his room, quickly yanking on a gray sweater and black sweatpants. he grabbed a tub of mousse and raked it through his hair, styling it as quickly as possible. usually, he would take his time, making sure every strand was perfect, but tonight, he didn’t have the luxury.

that’s why having sunghoon drive was ideal; it gave him those extra minutes to prepare. as soon as the two of them jumped into the car, sunghoon pulled out of the driveway while heeseung sat in the passenger seat, his hands moving frantically in his hair as he tried to perfect his appearance. he didn’t even bother with a seatbelt. his mind was too focused on the task ahead.

when they arrived at the haven brew, heeseung was the first to step out of the car. he scanned the entrance, but there was no sign of her yet. “go find a table,” he ordered sunghoon, barely glancing at him. “make it look natural.”

sunghoon rolled his eyes but complied, making his way toward an empty table while pulling out his laptop and to make their presence more convincing, he ordered a couple of pastries and set them beside his notes.

meanwhile, heeseung made a beeline for the bathroom. he pulled out his phone and opened the tracker. y/n’s location was getting closer, only two turns away. his fingers trembled as he watched her dot inch toward the café. she was coming. the thought sent a shiver through him, the energy rushing beneath his skin. the idea of seeing her in person, after everything, was overwhelming. his body felt electric with anticipation, but he had to stay calm.

he inhaled deeply, shook out his hands, then left the bathroom, moving toward the table where sunghoon sat. “what do you want to drink?” he asked, keeping his voice light, forcing himself to sound normal despite the excitement rushing through his body.

sunghoon didn’t even glance up, too focused on his work. “uh… caramel macchiato.”

heeseung nodded and stepped into line. the place was busier now, the line stretching long, winding through the café. good. it gave him more time. every time the doorbell jingled, his heart lurched. was it her? was she here? where would she sit? what if she sat near him? would their drinks be ready at the same time? what if she hear his name when they call it? would she look at him and just knowㅡ?

“hello, sir. what can i get for you today?”

heeseung snapped back to reality, his gaze shifting to the barista who he now stood in front of. she was smiling politely, her presence a stark contrast to the storm of thoughts in his head. he forced himself to focus, quickly rattling off his order, swiping his card, and returning to the table.

he pulled his phone out one last time, he checked the tracker. y/n had arrived. she was inside, but he couldn’t see her—not yet. the line was still too long and the building was overcrowded. his fingers curled around the edge of the table, his pulse hammering in his ears. the game had finally begun and heeseung was more than ready to play.

near the middle of the line, y/n and natty stood talking about heeseung, to no one’s surprise. the café was lively, the hum of conversation blending with the faint whir of espresso machines, yet y/n could only focus on the topic that had been consuming her thoughts for days.

“i really feel like i’ll actually see him soon,” y/n cooed, rocking on her heels, her fingers gripping the strap of her bag in excitement.

“and why’s that?” natty gave her a tired and mostly unreadable look, already growing numb to her rants. y/n tapped the side of her head with a knowing smile, her expression smug as if she were about to drop some great wisdom.

“law of assumption. look it up.”

natty sighed deeply, rubbing her temple in an attempt to ward off the headache that was beginning to make its way. she had heard enough about this so-called manifestation to last her a lifetime. it was like y/n fixated on every topic she thought of as of late. “if you want a boyfriend so bad, why not go for jake?” she asked, her tone flat, as if simply humoring y/n at this point.

y/n’s nose scrunched in immediate distaste. “jake? as in the one in our musical theory class?” her voice carried a mix of disbelief and mild horror, as if the mere suggestion was absurd. he was one of the students they both agreed was insufferable. he was a know-it all, ass kissing teacher’s pet. and just straight up rude as hell, always looking down on anyone who he felt wasn’t on his level of intelligenceㅡ and both girls had caught their own respective strays from him. natty nodded, humming in confirmation, but y/n only scoffed.

“hell no! he’s a total bore and an asshole.”

natty shrugged, adjusting the strap of her purse as she considered the argument. despite the way he behaved as a person, it was easy to forget on the rare occasion when he‘d look you in the eye. “a hot one, though.”

y/n wasn’t swayed. her expression remained unimpressed as she pursed her lips, leaning in slightly. she lowered her voice as if confessing a secret. “well, my fine shit had the looks and the personality.” her words softened at the end as her mind drifted back to heeseung’s effortless charm, the teasing tilt in his voice, the confidence he carried himself with when he spoke to her.

natty rolled her eyes. “well, jake has something heeseung doesn’t.”

y/n turned to her, brow raised in challenge. “and that is?” there was nothing he could offer that heeseung didn’t. the only thing saving jake from weirdo status was his face, it was his best and only positive attribute.

natty barely hesitated before deadpanning, “hm,i don’t know.. maybe the fact that he’s accessible and this heeseung guy isn’t?”

y/n let out an exaggerated sigh, rolling her eyes before shifting her gaze across the café. she was more than ready to tune natty out, but just as she was about to dismiss the conversation entirely, her breath caught in her chest, and it tightened. she even felt as if her heart nearly stopped. across the room, standing near the merchandised cups, was a familiar face toting a gray sweater.

“oh my god,” she whispered, her voice barely above a breath.

natty groaned. “no. don’t ‘oh my god’ me,” she warned, already sensing where this was going. “i’ve been listening to you talk about this man nonstop for days. you need to be realistic—”

y/n grabbed natty’s shoulders and spun her around so fast that natty nearly stumbled. “that’s him! that’s fucking him!” her fingers dug into natty’s arms, grip tightening as excitement coursed through her, adding a jump in her step.

natty frowned, still skeptical. “girl, where?”

y/n’s voice was ecstatic, but she tried to contain it. “i can’t point, but he’s near the cups. purple hair, gray sweater…. oh my god, bitch. manifestation is real.” her entire body buzzed, it felt unreal. her mind couldn’t fully process that this moment was actually happening.

she had spent days thinking about this. dreaming about this. and now, here he was—standing just a few feet away.

natty, however, wasn’t as convinced. her arms were still locked in y/n’s grip, but her expression remained doubtful. “are you sure?” she squinted, trying to get a better look. the odds of this were ridiculous, impossible even. y/n had met some random guy online, obsessed over him for days, and now, he just happened to be in the same café? for a brief second, natty wondered if she should be worried. she was concerned the girl’s obsession had rendered her borderline delusional. y/n was already lost in her own world, eyes locked onto heeseung, thoughts swarming im her head.

“i will fucking go up to him right now, bro. swear,” y/n let go of her death grip on natty’s arms and attempted to push past her, but natty grabbed her wrist before she could follow through on the impulsive declaration. “okay, chill. let’s order first?”

as they stepped forward in line, y/n could barely focus. her hands felt clammy, heart pounding so hard she could hear it in her ears. the café around her blurred into the background, her senses narrowing in on one thing, and one thing only. a barista‘a voice called outㅡ “heeseung!” and y/n’s stomach flipped. her head snapped toward the employee so quickly she nearly gave herself whiplash. she glanced near his area and realized he was coming this way. now, it was her turn to order, but her mind was so blank. she needed more time.

“i need a second to think,” she said hastily, voice unsteady. natty shot her a look, but let it slide. she believed it now after hearing his name. and she couldn’t fathom how everything truly seemed to work in her friend’s favor, but she was somewhat happy for her nonetheless. though, she still wasn’t sure if her man of choice was the best.

heeseung was seemingly oblivious. he grabbed his cup first, then sunghoon’s, fingers wrapping around the sleeve as he turned to leave, doing everything in his power not to scan the line for his muse’s face. but y/n’s pulse skyrocketed upon he was leaving. he was finally right there in front of her, and he was leaving. before she could second-guess herself, her hand shot out, fingers curling around the sleeve of his sweater.

heeseung froze. his body tensed at the sudden touch, breath hitching as he slowly glanced down to where her hand clutched the soft fabric. the warmth of her fingers seeped through the material, faint but noticeable.

and for a brief moment, everything around him ceased to exist. the café, the noise, the people—it all faded, leaving only this. his gaze lifted, meeting hers. and in that instant, it all clicked like a puzzle piece falling into place.

y/n swallowed, her grip loosening as her fingers dragged slightly against the fabric before letting go. “hi, i’m so sorry, but i know you.” her voice was quiet, hesitant, yet certain all at once.

the sweater was soft. softer than she expected. and suddenly, she wanted to know more. she wondered if his skin was softer, how his hands would feel in between her fingers, how his lips would feel against hers, everything. she wanted to know everything about him now.

heeseung swallowed hard, forcing himself to find words to say. he had an array of scenarios that their first physical encounter would go and yet nothing could have prepared him for this. he never considered that she could approach him first. everything he knew about confidence, his charm, his certainty, all of it left him. “y/n?”

oh. his voice.

it was even better in person, smooth and warm, like a melody lingering in the air long after the last note had been played. it wrapped around her, wrapped her in something almost intoxicating. made her feel safe. made her feel wanted.

her breath caught. “yes. heeseung. hi.”

his lips parted slightly before curling into a slow, almost disbelieving smile.

“hi.”

they just stood there, staring at each other, taking in every detail, every feature. it felt like time had stopped. y/n’s eyes traced the shape of his face, the sharp cut of his jaw, the curve of his lips, the slight crease between his brows as he studied her just as intently. it was strange meeting someone she had only ever seen through a screen. yet, in this moment, nothing about it felt unnatural, like they had always known each other.

“do you guys mind? other people need to order,” a customer behind them huffed, shattering the moment.

heeseung blinked and turned to the man behind y/n. both of them muttered apologies, though neither of them had fully detached from the high of finally seeing each other in person. heeseung hesitated for only a second before asking, “would you… maybe want to sit with me?”

y/n’s first instinct was to glance at natty as they had already made plans. they were supposed to head straight home after getting coffee and study at her place, but y/n felt like studying could wait. in fact, everything else could wait. she exhaled, shaking her head as a slow smile spread across her lips. “we were gonna go home and study, but fuck that. this is a celebration.”

heeseung chuckled, shaking his head in amusement. “you’re right.”

as they walked over to the table, sunghoon barely acknowledged them at first, reaching for his drink absentmindedly. then, he did a double take, eyes flicking between heeseung and y/n, taking in their body language, the energy between them. heeseung had talked about her before, mentioned her like she was just another girl he had met online. but now, seeing them together, sunghoon could tell it was different. heeseung met his gaze, giving a small nod. this is her.

introductions were given, natty and sunghoon exchanging brief conversations. but it barely mattered. because y/n and heeseung? they were locked in. their conversation flowed without pause or much of any effort. it was like they had already skipped past the awkward phase of getting to know each other and landed in a space that felt comfortable. natural.

sunghoon stirred his drink, watching them. curiousity piqued, and he wondered why this was so easy for them. “so… how exactly did you two meet?” he asked, his tone casual but inquisitive.

heeseung and y/n exchanged a glance, amusement flickering between them. y/n was the first to answer. “omegle,” she said, like it was her greatest achievement: meeting him by chance. she was almost sure it was, too. she’d never felt this accomplished.

natty groaned, already dreading hearing the story again. sunghoon, however, only frowned. “omegle?” he repeated in an effort to make sure he heard correctly.

heeseung leaned back in his chair, relaxed. “yeah. i went on there when i was bored the other night, wasn’t expecting much. but then y/n popped up, and we just ended up talking. for a while.”

y/n nodded. “hours, actually.”

heeseung’s lips quirked up slightly. “yeah. until you disconnected.”

y/n huffed. “i didnt disconnect, my dumbass laptop died.” heeseung didn’t argue, just shook his head, amused. he already knew that much. sunghoon, however, still wasn’t convinced.

“so let me get this straight. you met on omegle,” sunghoon repeated slowly, “and now, a few days later, you just so happen to run into each other here?” something wasn’t adding up. they claimed they met by chance, but how could that be true when heeseung’s previous mentions of the girl were allegedly in person? if the latter wasn't true, how did he know she’d be here? no one just stumbles onto someone’s location like that—especially not a stranger.

y/n nodded with a grin, nudging natty. “see? i was just telling her i’d find him again.”

natty gave her a look, unimpressed. “yeah, but you have to realize how crazy that sounds, right?”

“sure, but i know better than to question fate,” y/n said with a smirk. and heeseung absolutely melted over that response. she didn’t question things, never overanalyzed. it made it all the more easier.

sunghoon, however, still couldn’t bring himself to let it go. he watched them, his mind running. he watched as y/n and heeseung continued to chat, their faces lighting up with the kind of easy conversations. heeseung had a way of downplaying things, but sunghoon had known him long enough to know when his friend was lying—or at least not telling the whole truth.

the way heeseung had flipped his story, so effortlessly, about how he truly met y/n felt so odd. it didn’t add up. and sunghoon had seen his friend fixated on something before, but this felt different. the way he was acting now as if everything had simply fallen into place, wasn’t how he’d been when they were first talking about this girl. something was off, but sunghoon couldn’t figure out exactly what.

his stomach churned as a weird feeling crept up on him. he didn’t want to be suspicious of his own friend, but something about this didn’t sit right. for now, though? he said nothing, just went back to finishing off the last pieces of his homework.

it had been a few hours now that the group had sat, chatting away at their tables. sunghoon had finished his work and put his suspicions in the back burner while he focused on being engaged in the conversation, still situationally aware in case heeseung had slipped up again. but things had gotten tame by now, and it was getting late. he didn’t say much as he packed up his belongings and put them away.

heeseung and y/n paid him no mind as they were still too deeply involved in their own conversation, and heeseung was delighted to say the least. y/n was completely different in person than she was online. her once timid demeanor has shifted into that of a devoted lover in his eyes. she was outwardly engaged, her focus was solely on him, and only him. she hadn’t even said much of anything to natty since she sat down, disregarding the times where the girl would speak to her first.

“here,” y/n said, pulling out her phone and handing it over to heeseung. he looked at it wide-eyed for a brief moment before quickly cooling his expression, tilting his head as he studied her curiously. she opened her apps section, clicking on instagram as she went to her search bar.

“i need your instagram. or would you prefer to give me your number?” she tilted her head, eyes searching his face, and when he didn’t respond right away, a small pout formed on her lips. heeseung blinked, momentarily thrown off. she was more forward than he had anticipated. too bold and it wasn’t that he didn’t like it—he just hadn’t expected it. in his mind, he had already mapped out how this would go, how he would lead the pace, dictate the push and pull, and savor every second of the chase. but in reality she was the one making the first moves. and if he was being honest, it kind of messed with his rhythm.

“unless you don’t want to..?” her voice was low now, almost being drowned out with the vibrant chatter that still boomed through the cafe. heeseung bit his lip, fighting to hold a smile. there it was. that insecurity, that approval seeking. his eyes met hers as he shook his head, grabbing the phone and exiting off of instagram and going to the phone app to dial his number. if she was going to make the first move, then he’d just have to take the control right back.

“sorry, i blanked,” he murmured, his tone dipping into something lower, smoother, as he let his charm do the work. his fingers moved over the screen, inputting his number, but his gaze never left hers. he let the moment stretch just long enough, let his words sink in before flashing her a slow, lopsided grin. “i’m just not used to a pretty girl making the first move.”

the way he leaned into it, he let the words settle between them like a challenge. and when y/n’s breath hitched, he knew he had her right where he wanted. “i don’t want to be the party pooper,” sunghoon’s voice sliced through the air of their moment, bringing everyone’s attention to him as he slung his back over his shoulder. “but i gotta hit the hay, i have AM classes tomorrow, can’t afford to be late.” he shot heeseung a look that ultimately was saying ‘let’s go’, to which the boy only pursed his lips as he handed y/n’s phone back to her without a word.

for a moment, her eyes flickered back and forth between the two boys, an uneasy feeling rising within her chest. she didn’t know what came over her before she blurted out. “do you really have to go?” her question was directed toward heeseung who was still gathering his belongings, completely ignoring sunghoon’s presence despite him being the one to speak up. heeseung almost swooned at her reaction. she truly did not care for anyone’s presence but his. he wondered how he had gotten so lucky to find a girl like her. so desperate, so eager to be around him.

“i mean, he’s my ride,” heeseung replied, his words devoid of sadness. it was evident in his tone that he had expected her to beg, wanting to see how far she would go just to not see him leave. he waited for her response as she pursed her lips, eyes wandering around the room as if she were finding the right words to say and the courage to voice them. when she finally spoke again, it was as if everything had fallen back into alignment of heeseung’s expectations

“i have a car. maybe you can stay for a while as i study, and i can drive you home afterward,” y/n suggested, her words sounding more like a question than a statement, as if she felt foolish for saying them. inviting a stranger to her home and promising a ride home? she had to be crazy. and natty seemed to think so, firmly kicking y/n’s shin under the table and shooting her a wide-eyed, warning look.

heeseung glanced at his friend sunghoon, who merely shrugged before turning on his heel. “do what you want, man.” he couldn’t care less at that point; it wasn’t his decision to make. the two of them seemed perfect for each other—young and reckless. maybe that’s what his friend needed.

“i do still have work tomorrow, so i can’t be out too late,” he chuckled, grabbing his cup as he got up, the two girls doing the same.

“oh of course, just let me know!”

and with that, they made their way to y/n’s car where y/n had offered heeseung passenger seat as courtesy while natty sat in the seat directly behind him. the vibe from there had changed. though y/n and heeseung were able to keep the chat going, natty refused to engage, ignoring every attempt y/n made to include her. instead, she scrolled through her phone in silence—until she sent a message that expressed everything she couldn’t bring herself to say aloud.

natty batty: are you fucking crazy? i understand you like him but there’s levels to this. you don’t even know him, y/n. this is dangerous.

y/n, focused on the road, didn’t see it. but heeseung did. his gaze flicked to the notification popping on his phone, his expression darkening for a split second before he forced it back into neutrality. it was a shame, really. he had hoped natty would warm up to him, but she was already resisting. that left him at risk if y/n listened to her best friend over him. and heeseung didn’t like obstacles. he needed to take control.

the drive was only fifteen minutes, but with the tension hanging thick in the air, it felt like an eternity. when they finally pulled into the driveway and made their way into the house, natty was lagging behind, every step she took a protest to the situation. she wanted to go home. she didn’t feel safe being here with heeseung, a complete stranger that she and y/n barely knew, but it was also the very reason she had to stay. she couldn’t bear the thought of leading y/n in harm’s way by leaving her alone with him. it was a dilemma. and if something happened, she’d never forgive herself.

so she settled onto the loveseat, keeping her distance while y/n and heeseung took the couch, sitting too close for her liking. she kept her eyes on her phone, but her ears were trained on their conversation, which seemed to flow endlessly.

heeseung didn’t know if it were the change in scenery or the close proximity he had to her, but y/n’s demeanor had transformed. she was no longer the playful, assertive girl from earlier. now, she was quieter, more reserved. the version of her he had first seen through that screen. he liked it.

“should we watch a movie?” he inquired, his doe eyes meeting hers as he titled his head. god, he was so damn handsome under the warm-toned lights. he looked too perfect to be real. but he had to be because he was right in front of her. y/n nodded, tossing him the remote before getting up to turn off the lights.

as the movie began playing, the soft glow of the screen casted shifting shadows across the room. y/n reached for the blanket draped over the couch, unfolding it with care before settling back into her spot beside heeseung. she threw it over herself, a good half of it falling on top of him as well.

and while they watched the screen, he couldn't help but get lost in the warmth from her body being near his. the steady rise and fall of her breathing, the small blanket enveloping their heat, it was intoxicating. a new kind of yearning settled in his chest. his hand moved beneath the blanket, fingers searching until they found the smooth skin of her thigh.

her fingers twitched at the unexpected contact, but she didn't pull away. heeseung hesitated for a moment, then let his hand linger, gently rubbing slow, soothing circles against her skin. it was then that he noticed that her hands were the skin he made contact with, her fingers brushing against his. without thinking, he took a hold of them, intertwining their fingers like it was the most natural thing in the world. and she wavered at first but then squeezed his hand in return, a silent confirmation. this was okay. this was wanted.

everything with y/n was effortless. she made it so easy for him to get close, to break unspoken boundaries without pushback. it made him wonder what made her this way. why was she so trusting, so soon? more than anything, though? he was grateful for it.

before long, their quiet hand holding turned into a more cuddling-like state. y/n inched closer, her body molding against his until she was laying on him. heeseung shifted to make room, one arm wrapping around her shoulder, and embraced the added heat from her thighs that she had thrown over his legs. the movie played on, but neither of them were paying attention now.

as y/n nestled closer into heeseung's embrace, his fingers traced lazy circles against her thigh, each circle inching higher. not too fast, not too slow, but just enough to keep her on edge. she tried to focus on the glowing screen, but the way he touched her made it impossible. every breath he took, she felt. every soft, raised movement of his fingers sent a ripple through her. it was overwhelming in a way she didn't expect, and she swore she could hear his heartbeat against her ear as she rested her head on his shoulder. she wondered if hers was just as loud, if he could feel how consumed she was in this moment.

across the room, natty glanced up from her phone. at first, the sight made her stomach churn. she wanted to be mad. she wanted to march over to y/n, drag her away and slap some sense into her. but as she watched them cuddle, something in her almost softened. maybe y/n was right. maybe she shouldn't question fate. so with a quiet sigh, she turned back to her phone, choosing for now to let it be.

heeseung, on the other hand, was losing himself completely. she didn’t even deny him access when his hands finally grazed her clothed cunt. she only silently spread her legs to give him more access. the small action made his grip tighten just slightly around her. all mine. the thought crept into his mind before he could stop it, and once it was there, he couldn't let it go.

she didn't know it yet, but this was already far beyond a casual moment for him. he had no intention of letting this be fleeting. he wanted her, in every way possible, and he was going to make sure she felt the same.

y/n shifted in his arms, adjusting herself to get more comfortable, and the movement snapped him out of his thoughts. he began pressing his thumb against the thickness of her jeans so she could feel him rubbing her clit. he looked down at her, watching as her lashes fluttered, her lips parting slightly as she let out a soft breath before biting her lip. the action, albeit not being much, felt so, so damn good.

"you like that?" heeseung murmured, his voice low, almost teasing. he maneuvered his fingers under her pants and panties in a swift motion, shoving his fingers down past the uncomfortable tightness that engulfed him. she nodded against his shoulder as his fingers finally made contact with her bare clit. he smirked, leaning down slightly, his lips dangerously close to her ear. "good."

his voice sent a shiver down her spine, but before she could react, he pulled back, his focus returning to the movie as if he hadn't just sent her heart into a frenzy. now, y/n wasn’t the type to admit when she wanted something, but the moment his hand left her, she felt the absence like a chill against her skin.

she huffed, shifting slightly, adjusting the way her legs draped over his lap to graze against the growing erection in his pants. he barely reacted, but she could see the way he stiffened. she scooted just a little closer, her knee raised before brushing against his stomach, an unspoken demand for his attention. still, nothing.

her frustration simmered, and she shifted again, more deliberately this time, grabbing his free hand and putting it on the button of her jeans, an intense stare in her eyes as if daring him to ignore her.

“getting comfortable?” he didn’t know whether to be more amused or aroused. he knew exactly what she was doing, and the boldness surprised him. he didn’t think she was the type to seek sexual pleasure in the presence of others, but it was just another way the two of them were alike. she only hummed in response, making him chuckle.

he let the silence stretch, waiting. then, with a smirk, his fingers found their way down again. he struggled to unbutton her jeans, so she moved hers down to swiftly unbutton them for him, letting him drag the zipper down as she lifted her ass slightly. once his fingers met her cunt, she shuddered. his touch was light at first, but the way it spread warmth across her skin, combined with the slow massaging on her nub, was so stimulating.

heeseung made sure to leave no areas untouched. dipping two fingers into her folds, he almost groaned at how soaked she already was despite his movements being little to none. y/n tried to keep her eyes on the screen, pretending to follow the movie, even as his fingers made their way inside, curling slowly as he thrusted them into her. she bit the inside of her cheek, forcing herself to stay still, doing everything in her power not to react.

natty was still right there, although absorbed in the movie, y/n wasn't about to give herself away. but heeseung wasn't making it easy. his thumb met her clit, pressing down just enough to make her breath hitch. she masked it with a cough, casually shifting her weight as if she was just getting comfortable, but she only wanted more.

"you good?" natty asked suddenly, eyes flicking toward y/n who looked like a deer caught in headlight. y/n nodded, her expression nearly failing to be perfectly composed.

"yeah. just stiff from sitting."

she could feel heeseung smirk beside her, his fingers scissoring her insides, testing her poker face. she refused to give him the satisfaction. so she kept her face neutral, eyes on the screen, and pretended she wasn't losing her mind.

heeseung could tell she was forcing herself to act unaffected, keeping her face blank like she wasn’t even paying attention to him. and maybe at first, it was amusing—watching her fight to stay composed, but the longer she kept up the act, the more it got to him. he pressed his thumb down a little firmer, moving his finger in slow and deliberate circles, the way he knew would make any girl melt. but still, nothing. she didn’t even spare so much as a glance his way. her eyes only stayed glued to the screen with an unreadable expression.

his jaw tightened. so that’s how she wanted to play? fine. he shifted, using one knee to lift her up, the other forcing her legs more open. he adjusted his hand, his touch becoming just a little more purposeful as he picked up his pace. he curled his fingers, shoving them as deep as he could until they brushed against that elusive spot deep within her that made her breath hitch. a barely there twitch in her jaw, a slow inhale she tried to contain. he smirked. got her.

now, he knew exactly what would get to her. slow, hard, calculated, and unrelenting thrusts. again, the tiniest reaction slipped through. a soft moan was cut short as she bit down hard on her bottom lip, though her body still responded to his every movement as he continued.

he chuckled, leaning in slightly. he murmured just low enough for her to hear, “you can keep pretending, but we both know you’re losing it.”

y/n’s fingers curled into the blanket draped over their legs, her poker face still intact—but he could see the way her shoulders tensed and the way her breath came just a little quicker. he had her right where he wanted.

and heeseung was relentless. his touch stayed slow, but each movement served its purpose, making y/n swallow hard. all she could focus on was him, the way his fingers moved inside her cunt, the way his thumb still circled ever so slowly around her clit. he was dragging it out just to mess with her.

her hips buckled upward, just enough to press closer, hoping he'd realize the silent plea she was making. but instead of giving her more, he eased up pulling his fingers out almost as quickly as he buried them inside. he was barely touching her now, only offering clit action to keep her in an aroused state.

"heeseung," she whispered, her voice so quiet it barely made a sound. he heard it loud and clear, and almost wanted to pretend as if he didn’t, but the look on her face made the blood rush to his already painfully hard cock. he couldn’t ignore it. but that didn’t mean he couldn’t feign innocence.

"hm?" he hummed, acting like he had no idea what she was calling him for.

her fingers moved under the blanket, grabbing at his hand each time he’d move it from her, frustration bubbling under her skin. she knew he wanted her to say it, to admit that she needed more. but she wasn't going to.

she tried again, thrusting as subtly as she could into his hand, pressing into his touch, silently begging him to just do something. but his lack of reaction was all she was met with.

“please,” it was almost a whisper yell at that point, and she was thankful for the tv’s loud volume because if natty were to hear, it would be over. her breath came out shaky as her patience wore thin. she hesitated for only a second before finally whispering again, "faster."

his lips curled into a smirk. thatta girl. "what was that?"

she shot him a glare, barely holding it together. "please," she gritted out, her voice so soft that only he could hear. "please go faster."

satisfied, heeseung finally gave in, fingers wasting no time to dive right back inside of her cunt as if it were their rightful place. the quickness of it all made her body jump as he picked up the pace, just enough to make her whole body tense and her pussy to clench around his fingers.

"good girl," he murmured. it was hell for him to only be able to sit there and work his magic, he wanted to feel all over her, kiss her neck, leave hickeysㅡ he wanted to hear her moan out his name, hear her beg aloud. but for now, the sight of her facial expressions, eyes squinting with lips parted only slightly as she tried to fight back any noises her body so desperately wantedㅡ no needed to make. it was enough for him for now.

y/n was barely holding it together. every nerve in her body was burning as that oh so familiar knot started forming in her stomach. she was getting dangerously close, her body betraying her despite how hard she tried to keep still and stay quiet. her breaths were coming out uneven as she gripped the blanket tighter.

her head tipped back slightly, her lips parting just enough for a shaky breath to slip out. she bit down on the inside of her cheek, trying to hold herself together. but heeseung wasn’t making it easy.

“so quiet,” he murmured, barely above a whisper. he was finding it hard to contain himself as well as he thrusted his hips into her thigh, his cock wanting so badly to be put to use. “thought you were watching the movie.”

she wanted to rebuttal or at least snap back with some kind of sassy retort, but she couldn’t trust herself enough to speak because at this point it would give everything away. natty was still there, completely unaware at how much of a desperate slut her best friend was being. she didn’t even want to think about how the girl would react if she got caught up.

she shifted slightly, trying to get more. her nails found refuge as they dug into her palm, her body wound so tight she thought she might break. just a little more, just a little closer, her hole was now throbbing around him, everything felt hot and she was sure she’d come undone with a few more thrusts.

her whimpers were becoming more audible as his speed slowed to a more rhythmic pace, her orgasm crashing almost seconds after. she threw her hand to cover her mouth as he continued fingering her through her high, biting hard into her palm’s skin.

heeseung smirked at the sight of her. by now, his tip was leaking a pool of precum through his sweats. he didn’t know how much longer he could hold back. he pulled out and brought his fingers to his mouth, licking up her juices before pulling them out with a loud pop.

now his eyes were dark, filled with something primal as he watched her. he could barely restrain the desire burning beneath the surface. "lay down," he growled, his voice low, rough with lust.

y/n hesitated for only a second, her eyes flickering towards natty, who paid them no mind, before obeying. she scooted downward, allowing the blanket to engulf her as her head disappeared underneath the fabric. heeseung’s eyes followed hers. hovering the blanket, his gaze traced every inch of her like he was memorizing the sight of her beneath him as she looked up at him with bedroom eyes. the movement alone made his dick twitch.

slowly, she helped him push his sweats down while he lifted his hips to aid the process, his cock springing up and smacking his lower belly region. she gawked at the sight of it, it was even bigger than what she had seen on their video call. it was intimidating almost, how did he expect her to fit all of that? his hands found the back of her head, grabbing a chunk of her hair to push her mouth onto his tip. she complied, opening her mouth to take it in as she kitty licked it, not breaking eye contact for even a second.

heeseung let out a sharp exhale, his jaw clenched, and his composure slipped just a little as he let out a choked up groan. it was like a reward, the way her mouth moved at his cock’s head, bobbing as she hollowed her cheeks. he sucked in a breath, biting his lip as he pushed her head lower forcing her to take in the entirety of his length, not caring for the gags she let out from not being able to handle all of his size.

“aw, fuck,” he praised, voice thick with something almost dangerous. heeseung's grip tightened in y/n's hair, his breathing ragged as he thrusted his hips upwards, fucking into her face. she could only look up at him, a knowing glint in her teary eyes, as she let him continue hammering her throat. the sensation burned, but that made it feel all the more rewarding.

his control was slipping with every second. it felt so good, she made him feel so good. the sounds filling the room were obscene, his low groans mixing with the wet, muffled squelching noises beneath the blanket.

lost in the moment, he sped up, chasing the high that was coming dangerously close. he whimpered, biting his lip, ignoring the way y/n punched on his thigh for a breather. neither of them had noticed when natty finally turned her head. a sharp gasp cut through the air like a slap.

"are you guys fucking serious?!" natty's voice shrieked, filled with disbelief and absolute disgust.

y/n froze, her entire body going stiff as shame crashed over her. she was glad she couldn’t see the scene unfolding in front of her, but she knew exactly how it looked. heeseung cursed under his breath, helping y/n pick her head up to save face, but the damage was already done.

natty shot up from the couch, snatching her things with loud, unexaggerated gags. "you're so disgusting. you are actually so disgusting, y/n."

y/n’s face burned, her heart was pounding against her ribs. she opened her mouth, searching for something—anything to say, but what was there? an apology? for something she could have easily chosen not to do? for something she didn’t regret in the slightest?

the door slammed behind natty as she stormed out, the sharp sound lingering in the heavy silence her absence left behind. shame settled between them, thick and suffocating, but y/n barely let it sink in as she sat up, peeling the blanket away.

her eyes flicked to heeseung as she pursed her lips in thought. for a moment, she debated, then shrugged. grabbing the remote, she switched off the movie before turning to him with a playful grin. “so… do you wanna take this to the bedroom now?”

heeseung blinked. the shock was clear on his face as his mind scrambled to process her words. confusion flickered in his eyes, but beneath it was something else. something darker, something intrigued.

he watched her carefully, still trying to understand the way she brushed everything off so easily. natty had just stormed out, disgust practically dripping from her words, and yet y/n sat there like nothing had happened. he raised a brow, leaning back against the couch. “you’re not gonna go after her?”

“it’s not like it would change anything,” y/n said as she stretched her arms above her head, rolling out the tension in her shoulders before meeting his gaze with another shrug. “she made her choice, we’ll talk it out later.”

heeseung didn't bother responding. words felt pointless when the only thing running through his mind was her, the way she sat there, so shameless, so unbothered. maybe she really didn’t care. or maybe she just refused to let it show. either way, he found himself even more drawn in.

without warning, he leaned in, crashing his lips against hers, his hands immediately finding their way to her waist and pulling her onto his lap. y/n let out a muffled gasp, but she didn't resist. if anything, she melted into his touch, matching his tempo, her fingers slipping into his hair and tugging just enough to make him groan against her mouth.

the kiss was messy, desperate. all teeth and hunger, like they were both chasing the same high. heeseung's hands roamed her body, gripping at her as if to reassure himself that she was really there, really his. not only in the moment but forever. when he pulled back, his breathing was jagged while his forehead rested against hers. "bedroom. now."

and y/n didn't hesitate. she slid off his lap, grabbing his hand and tugging him toward the hallway, her smile never fading. as soon as they made it into the bedroom, heeseung barely gave her a chance to steady herself before backing her up against the door. his lips found hers again, deepening the kiss as he bathed in every sound she made.

y/n breathed out a moan as he pressed closer, his warmth a great contrast against her skin. her fingers curled around the hem of his sweater, tugging impatiently. heeseung smirked against her lips but didn't make her wait, he pulled it off in one swift motion, letting it drop to the floor before reaching for her in return.

the air between them was thick, charged with the desire that neither of them cared to hold back anymore. his hands found the edge of her shirt, his fingertips skimming her skin as he leaned down, voice low against her ear. "you really don't feel bad about natty leaving?"

y/n shivered at the way his breath ghosted over her skin, but she only smiled, tilting her head up to meet his eyes. "i have better things to focus on."

his gaze darkened, a quiet chuckle slipping past his lips before he closed the distance again. his hands found the small of her back, lifting her to wrap her legs around his waist. they were firm as he guided them backwards, their lips never breaking apart as he stumbled toward the bed.

as heeseung hovered over y/n, his gaze softened, but the intensity in his eyes remained. he looked at her like she was the only thing that mattered in the world, like she was something delicate yet untouchable, a dream he had finally been granted permission to hold. his fingers traced the strands of her hair, admiring the way they fanned out against the sheets, the way the warm glow of the bedside lamp reflected in her eyes.

he wanted this moment to be perfect. he needed it to be. everything about y/n consumed him, embedding itself so deep that he wasn’t sure he could ever get rid of her. not that he wanted to. she was meant to be his, and he wanted to make sure she felt that—make sure she never doubted how much he wanted her, how much he needed her.

his fingertips ghosted over her cheek, trailing down to her jaw before brushing against her collarbone. he took a seat next to her, his touch never leaving her skin.

y/n’s breath hitched. she had never wanted someone the way she wanted him. her entire body felt like it was on fire under his gaze, his touch leaving trails of heat wherever it lingered. she had imagined moments like this before, but none of them compared to this—to the way he looked at her, to the way he made her feel like she was the center of his universe.

her fingers twitched, aching to reach for him, to pull him closer, to feel more of him. she didn’t care that they had only just met or that everything about this was reckless. all she knew was that she wanted him, desperately, completely, and genuinely.

heeseung’s lips curled into a small smile, as if he could sense her thoughts, as if he knew exactly what she wanted. he leaned in, his voice barely above a whisper, laced with possessiveness. all he needed was her word.

“tell me what you want, y/n.” his fingers traced down her arm, sending a shiver through her. her lips parted, her mind hazy with longing, with desire, but the words were caught in her throat.

“please don't make me beg.”

heeseung chuckled, low and sensually, before capturing her lips in his once more. “oh baby, i think you’ve earned it now.”

y/n bit back a smile, as he dipped his head in between her legs. he licked up a stripe, and it felt like magic. every suckle on her clit, every time his tongue dipped deep between her folds, it sent shivers through her body. he could taste the sweat she had worked up from their endeavors on the couch. he savored the salty flavor mixing with the sweet juices leaking out of her.

she held herself up by her elbows and could only watch with hooded eyes as she stared down at him. there was something about the way he effortlessly held eye contact, as if he wasn’t nearly sucking her soul, that almost made her eyes roll back. she was in awe at the sight of her slick covering his nose, lips, and chin. he was gorgeous.

he began leaving a trail of wet kisses amongst her thighs as his fingernails unintentionally dug into her soft skin as he smiled against it. oh, he was gone. and he lost himself even more the minute her fingers slipped into his hair before grinding against his face.

heeseung was the perfect mix of rough and gentle. everything he did left her wanting more. as he lay sprawled out on the bed, his legs subconsciously lifted and started swinging back and forth.

he was having a time. at that point he wasn't sure if he was eating more for his own pleasure or not as he buried his face deep into her cunt. his hips bucked into the satin blanket, though it did nothing to ease the ache he grew from being so hard for so long. and there was no need for fingers when his tongue and nose were an even better substitute. she was getting every form of stimulation from his face alone.

her grip on his hair was harsh as she threw her head back with a loud moan. he let out a combined and muffled whimper-moan against her cunt, tongue fucking her. then he moved to suck on her clit. she couldn’t hold it back, her body had only given her a subtle warning before an orgasm crashed over her.

“fuck!” she exclaimed as she gripped her breast. arching her back into his face, her hand forcefully held his head in place as she rode her high out. not that he wanted to move anyway, she was literally cumming inside his mouth. he would stay here forever if he could help it.

and it took her a second to pry him off, immediately tongue kissing him when she did. she tasted as much as she could of herself and heeseung found it so sexy. he deepened the kiss, grabbing the back of her head and pulling her closer with roughness.

when he finally pulled away for a breath, his eyes lingered on her like he was afraid to look away, as if she might disappear if he did. they held so much love, admiration, possession. he had never felt this way before, he’d never knew he’d need someone like this.

he was desperate for her in a way that scared him, in a way that felt like he would never be the same without her. she had slipped into his lifeㅡinto his mind so suddenly, so effortlessly, and yet it felt like she was always meant to be there, in his arms, under his touch.

he pressed his forehead against hers, his breathing uneven, chest rising and falling in a rhythm that matched hers. his hold on her head softened, his cheeks burning red while he held gently onto her like she was his lifeline.

"fuck, y/n, i want you so bad." his voice was raw, almost shaky, thick with emotion and something deeper, something unspoken. his lips hovered near hers again, not quite touching, just close enough for her to feel the heat of his breath. he searched her eyes, desperate to see the same hunger, the same longing reflected back at him.

"then have me," she murmured, voice barely above a breath, but it was all he needed.

his lips met hers, rushed and deep, without failing to pour every unspoken word, every hidden feeling into the kiss. he grabbed his cock, lazily lining himself at her entrance and coating his tip with her juices before pushing in. the stretch made y/n’s back arch as she winced in pain, but he kept moving, slowly sliding in until he bottomed out. her nails found their way to his back as she scratched. he slowly started moving after letting her adjust for a moment, each thrust hitting perfectly on her g-spot.

"you don't know how much i've been thinking of you," he murmured between breaths, his chest pressing against her as his lips lingered near her ear, the words coming out almost desperately. "you're mine, y/n. everything i've done, everything that's happened... it's all to show you how much i want you. how much i need you.."

she didn’t hear much of anything he was babbling about because not too long after, he had her legs to her head, penetrating her deeply. her moans were loud and pornographic, echoing against the walls. she couldn’t form any coherent thoughts. her senses were at an all time high and the only constant was heeseung. she could only see heeseung, only breathe him, only taste him. and she was on the verge of tears because of how good he made her feel. her body stiffened before another orgasm shot throughout her body.

he didn’t even try to give her body a break as his thrusts never lost their tempo. he had her whole body shaking, her hands alternating between gripping his hair to scratching his back unsure of where to go as they desperately tried to exude the overwhelming amount of pleasure still brewing.

“f-feels so good,” was all she could manage to get out. “so, so good.” he smirked before pulling out swiftly. he almost came just from hearing those words. but he had to hold back because was nowhere near through with her.

heeseung's grip on her tightened as he guided her into a position where she was on all fours, his touch firm as he did so. he leaned in, placing a tender kiss on each ass cheek.

he took a deep inhale as he licked her asshole, tongue flicking away happily. he pulled back to spit before diving back in, swirling, lapping away. his breath was heavy when he pulled back, his body humming with unrestrained hunger for her as he slammed back inside of her, his fingers digging into her hips to hold her steady.

“and here i thought you were the innocent type," he mused, his voice dripping with amusement. he let out a low chuckle, leaning over her, his chest flush against her back as he whispered in her ear. "but seeing you like this.. so shameless. such a slutty and desperate whore for me—" he exhaled sharply, a groan rumbling in his chest. "it's so much more rewarding."

his hand pressed firmly between her shoulder blades, pushing her face down into the mattress as he moved with deep, relentless strokes. the room was filled with the sounds of their heavy breathing and the faint creak of the bed beneath them, their bodies moving in perfect rhythm.

heeseung's grip on reality was slipping; all he could focus on was the way she felt, how she responded to him so willingly, so perfectly. her cunt clenched around her, letting him know she was close again. her moans were past the point of emitting sound louder than occasional high squeals.

"mine," he murmured, voice barely above a whisper, yet filled with unshakable certainty. "all mine." he could feel himself unraveling, could feel the intensity building with each thrust he managed to get out despite the effort he put into holding back his own climax.

his free hand slid to her waist, holding her even closer, anchoring himself. she was everything he had ever wanted more than he had ever expected. and in this moment, nothing else in the world existed but her. even her backside was sexy. he was enchanted by every part of her.

“fuck, let me cum on your face, baby.” he bit his lip as he pulled out after a few thrusts, replacing her cunt with his hand as he stroked himself. she complied and turned onto her back, gazing up at him with sparkly eyes. her breath was unsteady, lips slightly parted as she stuck her tongue out, waiting for his next move. heeseung’s heart pounded at the sight—she looked so delicate beneath him, completely trusting, completely his. he never broke eye contact as he continued stroking, fucking into his hand.

his hips stuttered as sprouts of his cum painted her face. she caught as much as she could on her tongue, licking her lips as she smiled at him. it was sweet, it was tangy, and it was so deliciously his. he leaned down, pressing his forehead against hers, their breaths mingling as his fingers intertwined with hers. he never wanted to let her go.

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