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𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗋𝖾: 𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗆𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗈 ????, 𝗎𝗇𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌, 𝗌𝗎𝗀𝗀𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾, 𝗌𝗆𝗎𝗍

⪩ ⪨ - 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗉𝖾𝗍𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇, 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝗇’𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗇. 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄𝖿𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖽𝗎𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗁 𝗌𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗅 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝖺𝖾𝗁𝗒𝗎𝗇—𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝖽𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗐𝖺𝗌𝗇’𝗍 𝗌𝗈 𝖻𝖺𝖽. 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝖺 𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍 𝗎𝗇𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍— 𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗅 𝗒���𝗎 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗓𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝗇’𝗍 𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗎𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝖿𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗈𝗐𝗇… 𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍. 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍

warning: no protection (wrap ur willy!), aphrodisiacs, multiple orgasms, taehyun cries a little, handjob, little bit of dirty talk, sub!taehyun, overstimulation, nipple sucking f!rec, stuttering(?), neck kisses

A/N : THIS is an actual train wreck of a fic... im not sure how i feel about it- like after 5k words i got lost- my writing had less energy ngl 😭 but i hope everyone enjoys nonetheless!! (im never doing this many words again...)

thoughts about kang taehyun? well there was a lot…

kang taehyun was the ideal guy, the whole package; he was academically smart not only that but he was intelligent, people smart—the type to win you over with his wits and mannerisms that made him seem like he cared. he was good looking—well built physique which had girls all over him, great at sports to the point he didn’t even have to try to be good at them and generally was very likable. winning him the high popularity throughout high school and university

is what most people would say but you? you’d say quite the opposite, sure he was smart but he’s cocky. a know it all—the type to push his opinion in your face and make it seem like you were small. he was good looking sure. but he was a totally jerk about it man-whoring with every girl he got the chance. and him being great a sports?—you say he just bribed every teacher and coach like he does to get ahead of everything. that stupid smug grin and wink he’d flash just for good measures. to say the least you despised kang taehyun with your whole heart.  

but it wasn’t always this way, in fact you knew him in high school and you both weren’t exactly friends but you weren’t exactly acquaintances. you two were both in the same friend circle and you had started liking him… sure you were still getting to know him but he seemed really smart, he was kinda shy which seemed to add to his charm, and honestly he was pretty fun to hangout with.

 him just being himself made your usual loud and outgoing-self pretty timid around him, wanting to make a good impression. 

that was until you were hanging out with some friends—and taehyun made a harsh comment maybe jokingly that cut deep. to you, in front of all those people made your whole world stop spinning—the kind of feeling where the words sting, lingering in your mind long after the laughter fades, like you’re caught between wanting to laugh it off and wanting to shrink into the background. and to make things worse he noticed and he still laughed. 

and you never forgot it. 

you laughed it off in front of others but it hurt, and it stuck. it’s honestly been so long you started to forget what he even said, you were a pretty outgoing person, sometimes speaking too quickly and dressing maybe a little too bold for high school. maybe it was about your voice, something else you were insecure about. but whatever he said stuck. 

you started to keep a healthy distance between yourself and him instead of just upright confronting him, and when you grew defensive making sharp comments towards him, he started to assume you now hated him, so he doubled down-better to act like it was all a game than admit he was wrong, that he cared. 

besides absolutely getting embarrassed by your former crush 

the two of you both started to feel this awkward tension that neither of you chose to address and decided to replace with sharp bitter remarks and the urge to do everything to one up him, make him feel like how he made you that day, which totally didn’t work. despite taehyun being an absolute jerk to you, he really was a good person, like genuinely he was kind and cared for people.

 but when it came to you? 

it was just awkward tension that filled the room and his only way of dealing with it was making your life absolute hell. that time you wanted to run for lass president? he made sure he ran as well and somehow got more votes than you, purposely scoring higher grades than you on exams just to get under your skin. it was always a competition, one you couldn’t win. thankfully that all ended once you graduated high school and parted ways with taehyun—life suddenly wasn’t so bad. you were even able to get into a great university and everything was great—

until you realized you couldn’t actually afford to live on your own… great. just great. i mean SURE, maybe… you had A FEW terrible spending habits—like ordering food when your fridge had things in it, your totally justifiable need for cute stationery—but you didn’t realize it had gotten this bad?? like it wasn’t your fault rent and textbooks were criminally overpriced… you thought maybe you could power through with some part time job, maybe selling a few clothes you hadn’t worn anymore. but the math wasn’tmathing.. and you weren’t trying to end up homeless for the sake of pride… so you did what any desperate student would do—post an open call for a roommate…

you made the post in all the local student housing groups: 

“hi!! looking for a chill roommate to split rent with :) i’m clean, responsible, can cook sometimes, message me if interested!”

and then you waited.

and waited.

and waited…

OH my god how long is this going to take???-

why didn’t anyone tell you it was actually THIS hard to find someone who wasn’t  creepy, ghosting you after the first message, or looking to “share a bed for bonding purposes *smirk emojis*”—???— it was actual hell. this one guy named yeonjun said they needed the place only on weekends so they could “crash with their situationship on weekdays,” another literally tried to turn the roommate application into a job interview: what are your top five strengths and weaknesses? who even asks that dude??? just when you were about to give up all hope and turn on your personal playlist dedicated to crying

and regretting all your life choices!

ding

a message.

“HOLY SHI-“ you screamed and jumped up re-reading the notification. after THREE (yes only 72 hours…) long, soul-crushing days, you got a NORMAL offer to split an apartment. finally—someone normal, someone decent, someone who responded in full sentences. maybe—just maybe—things were looking up.

…until you saw the name on the message request.

kang. taehyun.

you stared at your screen, blinking. “WHAT THE HELL?” you screamed again in the span of one minute…

no-

no. no no no no n o.

there’s literally no way. did the universe just… hand-select your worst nightmare and present him to you on a silver platter with a “roommate” label on top??? you must’ve committed serious sins in a past life. something had to explain this level of karmic retribution. and the worst part? his message was SO normal..?

“hey, saw your post in the housing group. looking for a roommate too. can split rent 50/50. i cook, clean, and don’t mind noise.” 

like he TOTALLY didn’t dedicate all of high school to ruining your life one petty move at a time. same person that made that joke that you can’t even remember but only could remember how painful it was to hear..

this couldn’t be real.

so you simply closed the app.

reopened it.

the message was still there.

you closed it again.

restarted your phone.

reopened the app again.

kang taehyun. your only offer. so yeah. you were either about to make the worst decision of your  life or become one of those delusional people who think they can ‘emotionally detach from reality and live in denial’ … i mean taehyun, sure was a jerk to you—but that was a while ago. and he was pretty nice to his family?- so maybe it wouldn’t be that bad- maybe he’d somehow forget about you and you wouldn’t have to relive that awkward tension again..

either way, rent was due, you had to make a choice. so you did, you accept kang taehyun offer

“hey! sounds great, you can come over this friday around 11am if that’s good? just to checkout the apartment and whatnot :)!” 

you hit send, you stared at your phone after hitting send. and almost instantly he thumbs up the message—

yea, you were really doing this…

———

i mean yes, you DID tell him to come by exactly at “11am on friday”and yes. it is exactly 10:55am ON friday—i mean you knew this day would come sooner or later just not exactly THIS soon…

after nervously walking in circles around the apartment—going through ever possible cringy scenarios, you decide to sit at one of the bar stools at the counter. anxiously tapping your nails against marble slab… it’s not like you weren’t  totally about to make the WORSE decision of your life sharing an apartment with the same person that literally made your life miserable?

“ughhhhhhh” you groaned into your hands

i mean you MAY or MAY NOT have stalked his instagram after agreeing to let him check out the place—it’s the only responsible thing to do right? gotta see what type of person he was…right? totally wasn’t absolutely drooling over him?? OKAY maybe he had gotten a little more attractive than you remembered and sure you hated him with all your guts but you did have a little crush buried under all that hate… 

i mean god—the way he’d really grown out of that boyish look…  every picture looked handcrafted by god. 

he posted a mirror selfie in a hoodie and you literally had to sit down after whispering “sir” out loud. to your phone. 

oh my god. 

his skin looks like it’s made of soft light. he could step on m-

ding

you looked down at your phone to see his messages:

“hey are you home? i’ve been knocking for a bit”

HE WAS HERE??(yes. in fact he was. it was currently 11:03am.) you jumped up out of the stool, nearly tripping over your own foot—your hands frantically smoothed down your shirt, running through a thousand phrases to greet him with. you unlocked the door. and there he was. kang taehyun, in the flesh. and somehow even more annoyingly good-looking in person?? like actually unfairly attractive. and tall. why was he taller??? when did that happen??

“hey, thanks for letting me see the place.” he said casually, as if the universe wasn’t actively mocking you by being in this situation even. you forced a smile, one that carried years of unresolved trauma.

“long time no see, taehyun.”

he blinked.

you waited.

still blinking.

“y-y/n???” he finally blurted, eyes wide like he just got hit in the face with a textbook. “it’s actually you??”

you raised an eyebrow. “who else would it be?” you shot back, arms crossed.

he ran a hand through his hair and groaned. “jesus—i didn’t think it’d actually be you. i thought maybe someone else just had the same name or something.” you scoffed. “so… you didn’t recognize me from the post?”

“no! like, not at all. you didn’t have a profile picture—just a dog icon and a very vague ‘about me’ which could honestly describe like, half the student body.??” 

you crossed your arms. “yeah, well, desperate times.” you tried to sound unbothered, edgy and totally not like you were on the verge of loosing your place if he didn’t agree“damn….” he mumbled quietly. stepping inside anyway. 

“you must really need help with your rent, huh?”he snorted “you’re literally the one who responded to my post.” it was already starting again the bickering. he shrugged like it didn’t matter. like everything was a game and he was already winning.

you followed behind him, watching him scan the place, of course he didn’t say it, but you could tell—he liked it. he liked this 

“place is nice,” he finally said, hands in his pockets. he looked around, then turned to face you. “this still sucks though”

you blinked. “what?”

“you and me. same roof. not exactly a dream team, right?” you stared. “wow, look at you—still insufferable.”“and yet,” he said, smirking, “you still agreed  to share with me”

“again. desperate times.” you cut him

off, glaring at him from the counter. he walked up to you slowly yet so deliberately, arms crossed. backing you into the counter “right. so we’re clear then? we’re not gonna do the whole ‘we’re best friends now we’ll forget about old stuff’ thing?“

you rolled your eyes so hard it hurt. 

“oh, thank god. i was actually worried you might’ve grown up.”he smiled like ACTUALLY smiled... and then he spoke now he was towering over you 

(i mean you both were basically almost the same height be goodness he felt taller by a lot…)  

“yeah, just not in places where you’re concerned.” you blinked, WHAT? he’s grown up-  IN PLACES?? WHAT PLACES? WHERE? was he talking about his body-?!  you literally were internally screaming but on the outside you kept the calm façade—

“no promises though” he continued

you clenched your jaw. taking a deep breath (which was more for your mental sanity than anything)

he smiled wider.

“so… we doing this?” he asked, way too casually. “roommates?”you stared at him.

every bone in your body said don’t do it.

“…yeah. sure, we can do this.” “cool,” he said, pushing off his feet and tossing you a lazy thumbs up. “don’t worry. i’ll try not to ruin your life this time.”

you gave him a look.

he winked.

you shut the door in his face—not completely, but just enough to get the last word. and just like that, it’s begun all over again.

———

somehow you’ve successfully managed to avoid all interactions with taehyun, 

I mean sure you’ve had an unhealthy amount of bickering with him. 

petty argues and some very—VERY embarrassing moments during class, which may or may not have been from you raising your voice louder than necessary to get your point across to your seat mate 

(aka taehyun) 

due to him testing your patience. 

but aside from that you’ve successfully ignored him despite having to also live with him! 

somehow working together to pay rent on time and keep the place pretty clean

and thankfully you’ve outgrown your childish crush over him (or convinced yourself that you have)

i mean sure taehyun was really smart, witty, always was ready with quick, sharp—calculated replies which should’ve frustrated you more than anything but something about the way the corner of his lips would curl into a smirk, his teeth slightly showing and his eyes having that knowing look.

that look of ‘yeah, i know you enjoy this stuff’ 

that made your heart flutter wayyy more than it should have

and when you’d think of a quick reply—one that would actually catch him off guard. he would run a hand in his hair, that was one of your personal favorites.

WAIT wait

no 

no… 

you definitely did NOT like him.

 he was a jerk to you only. 

he treated everyone else normally, not to mention that joke he made about you. the one you couldn’t remember but you know the damage it did and you swore you’d do everything to make Kang Taehyuns life horrible. 

is what you kept telling yourself but goodness it was hard—anytime you would feel yourself starting to swoon for him you’d recite that to yourself like a ritual, as if that’d change your fast developing feelings for him. 

but as of lately, it hasn’t been working.

 so you decided to completely distract yourself from him and get an entirely new love interest!

yes! this is a very horrible thing to do.

poor eunwoo was a victim to one of your insane plans… 

he was really smart, not top of the class smart like taehyun but he was up there—he was funny too, his dimples would show before he even started smiling. he was too cute really.

you had the courage to talk to him and exchange numbers, and well things were going pretty smooth. 

it wasn’t like “oh yeah we’re officially dating” smooth—but it was a good start to take your mind off of your developing feelings for taehyun. 

in fact it didn’t take your mind off of him, it made it VERY worse…

which taehyun started noticing. 

despite you feeling like he cheated his way through class through the favor of his teachers—taehyun was actually very observant and very much so noticed your obvious stares at his lips during the two of yours bickering. 

the way you’d swallow lightly, part your lips, and look down at his lips like you were making it your personal goal to seduce him (maybe a little bit)

of course taehyun never panicked, not outwardly at least but the steady unease he felt.

 that tension that coiled in his stomach… when you both shared in your daily routine bickering—he felt his self control slip.

those cute pink shorts you’d wear. the way you’d fiddle with the ends of the shorts when you got annoyed—like you were begging for him to slip it off and just take care of you right there

fuck.. he could feel himself getting worked up thinking about it. and to make things a lotworse.

you lived in the same apartment

the same space

you were always a hallway apart and that made it more torturous. and now it was february 13th, the day before valentine’s day. 

well technically it was already february 14th since it was past midnight but who cares about technicalities…

you were making a gift for eunwoo in the kitchen. trying your best not to make too much of a mess because—if he (taehyun your insufferable roommate) found out. 

he would never let this go… 

today you had spent all day earlier picking out cute chocolates from very odd looking shops.. "fancy imported chocolate" labeled from a very quirky looking boutique... 

you didn't bother to read the label too carefully (it was cute, and you were flustered). 

the ladies there eying you up and down telling you that you needed to buy “other exotic toys” that made you pay and rush out the shop as fast as possible feeling flustered to what they were possibly alluding too.. and then the cute little plushies you’d found for him!

and well, you thought this would be the perfect time to prepare the cute little gift for him since taehyun was out cold asleep 

you were assembling the gift and remembered the card you had wrote for eunwoo was left in your bedroom—the card you wrote was simple at best, you didn’t know if he had felt the same way or already had someone in mind so you decided to keep the card neutral  mostly 

“happy valentine’s day eunwoo~ i hope you like these chocolates and the small plushies… maybe we can hangout sometime? xx”

you were absolutely sure your plan was smooth and bulletproof, there’s no way this could fail… 

until 

you heard noise coming from the kitchen.

you were sure you were the only awake

you saw taehyun leave the house, come back talking about how tired he was and waltz into his room… 

you hadn’t heard one of the hallway doors open

you felt chills run down your spine and your heart started to race, you grabbed the nearest object in your room. 

a hello kitty vase—a new piece you got to fill your very empty desk.

you slowly walked out your room,

step-by-step you walked down the hallway, lifting the vase—and—and?!

“taehyun?!” you screamed, causing his eyes to shoot up. you caught him mid way eating the chocolates you had put together for eunwoo “what the hell are you doing?!” you yelled, rushing over—sitting the vase down on the counter 

you looked down on the counter, different packages were scattered but one particular chocolate tin you had spent the most on, was opened—the heart shaped chocolates eaten and the wrappers scattered all around the counter, he had ate basically all the chocolates in the tin.

you felt like out of all the things he’d done this was the lowest so far..

 “what? this wasn’t for everyone?” he cocked his head to the side, smirking slightly.

you felt tears rush to your eyes and you tried your absolute hardest to blink away the tears. 

and it happened again—the bickering

the yelling, the finger pointing. you walked up closer to taehyun looking into his eye “you knew i was giving that to eunwoo! you’re such a jerk! you-you’ve been ruining my life since i could remember and once i finally—start moving on you ruin it again!” you

 felt your heart starting to beat faster “weren’t you supposed to be asleep?! are you just messing with me—are you trying to ruin my life?!” 

you were going on and on. and admittedly you were waiting for him to reply—to give a sharp witted response but you slowly stopped speaking.. taehyuns eye contact became so—intense. 

lingering. then he finally spoke

"ooooh~desperate times, huh? going full rom-com with cheap chocolate?" 

he said breathlessly, shifting the weight on his feet. something was off

but contrast to his words, more noticeable his gaze traveled over you in a way that seemed unintentional like he acted on impulse with no control—but definitely wasn’t very subtle. he tugged at the collar of his shirt, panting now

“what’s wrong with you?” you snapped “you look insane right now…” you mumbled

taehyun closed his eyes and ran a hand in his hair and something in the air changed, thicker and warmer

"what the hell did you feed me?" he snapped. you frowned because you didn’t feed him anything 

HE went through your stuff 

“actually i didn’t feed you anything, you went through my stuff” you glared, and he cut his eyes towards you.

 “but fine i’ll check since you look like you’re about to have a full on allergic reaction” you huffed. 

mumbling something about you ‘wouldn’t mind if he choked to death’ 

you grabbed the chocolate tin to read the ingredients. squinting your eyes to make out the small cursive writing and oh my god..  your eyes widened. gulping slightly 

"Sensual Delight~Arousal~enhancing truffles. infused with natural aphrodisiac herbs.”

your stomach dropped.

and your head snapped up to where taehyun was leaning on the kitchen counter, now more flushed and to what looks like he was slightly trembling.

you looked back down to read it again to make sure you read that right, and oh no.. the chocolate was definitely real. he was definitely starting to feel it now.

"t-taehyun" your mumbled, panic creeping in slowly but surely steadily 

“don't freak out, kay?” 

he was already sweating, eyes looking hazy—his pupils were blown wide, and his skin looked too warm, like his body was trying to keep up with something it didn’t understand. something it shouldn’t be feeling 

“i don’t know what aphrodisiac are but- it says something about arousal enhancing—erotic chocolates for the night-“ you mumbled and you swore you saw taehyuns eyes turn red 

you would feel threatened but then you  noticed the boner that was painfully obvious right now… you knew he wanted to be mad but—the effects of the chocolate were running overdrive due to how many he actually ate (aka almost the entire tin)

“what the hell y/n?! you’re telling me you don’t know what the fuck aphrodisiacs are? you just drugged me and—and now your telling me not to freak out?-!" he rose his voice as he spoke, leaning his head back. 

panting like a dog at this point

"it was—! i didn't know, okay? I thought it was just chocolate. It was supposed to be for eunwoo … you weren’t even supposed to eat those and i swear i didn’t know what it was?!—" 

you said it with such genuine remorse it kinda made him more pissed off, the fact you really were planning to give these chocolates away. 

eunwoo would’ve been the one worked up, and he started thinking about the things he would’ve done to you while the two of you were alone… 

he took a step forward and you took a step back instinctively, which only made him tense further

“it was for eunwoo is what you mean right..” the name leaves his mouth like it's toxic

 then softer, and somehow worse

"why the fuck is it always eunwoo—huh? you think pretty boy eunwoo is gonna really like these chocolates? did you really not know what these were? you think i believe you’re that naive?” 

he backed you up to the fridge

“taehyun no—i really didn’t-“ he scoffed walking closer to you “was it your goal to get him hard and horny huh?” he clicked his tongue “little slut wanting to drug him up? wanted him to fuck you senseless?” taehyun bit his bottom lip, chewing it between his teeth. laughing softly “cause i’m really horny right now and god it hurts so bad and i wouldn’t mind doing that” he groaned letting a sigh slip from his lips.

your back hit the fridge door. 

your eyes looked glossy.. mind hazy at the thought and you’d hate to admit but—the thought of it was turning you on more than you’d like to admit, thighs squeezing together 

"don't-don't look at me like i'm some freak. i didn't ask for this." he gulped, his adam’s apple bobbing up and down. 

the tent in his pants incredibly obvious right now. 

“god y/n i just wanna kiss you senseless” he leaned his head down to your neck, and you felt your pulse rise… the way he was sniffing you like an animal—the way you could tell he wasn’t using a single thought right now

“admit that you were a jerk for eating the chocolates” you mumbled looking at him.

 he groaned “y-y/n…you don't understand what it's doing to me, come on—you can’t get me horny like this" he whined “i can’t even think straight—everything is so hot and hazy and the only thing i can think about is you touching me” he swallowed

he whined his last few words, he was pressing onto you. and more than you’d like to admit… eunwoo was out the picture, you almost felt bad for taehyun—and thoughts of helping him seeped into your brain 

he took a deep breath, inhaling your scent "you smell like something i want to bite into, and god .. i can't stop thinking about your mouth on mine” 

you couldn’t breathe. 

you started feeling this rush in your blood, this urge to give into him… the more you tried to convince yourself that you really had no feelings for him the more you wanted to give in—your voice lowered into a whisper

"then why don't you?"

a pause. 

beat. 

stillness.

WHAT? you wondered why you even said such a thing—then he tore himself away from you like it physically hurt 

"because you didn't mean to give me those fucking chocolates," he said bitterly. biting his lip so hard you swore it was bleeding.

he stepped away. and for some reason you stood there, pressed against the fridge wishing he would’ve just taken you there. 

despite you repeating to yourself “he was a jerk—i could never blah blah blah-“ you were honestly starting to 

want to give into the urge of letting your impulses win… to forget about what happened.

you wouldn’t right? 

he hurt you but to be fair, although he did go through your stuff for eunwoo (and you honestly weren’t even that mad about) 

it’s not like you hadn’t purposely got into eunwoo to keep your mind off taehyun and get under his skin…

so somehow you convinced yourself to go to his room and apologize…at least try too—this wasn’t totally impulsive? 

won’t be wrong to go into his room right??

the walk down too his room felt excruciatingly dreadful the tension was so strong and admittedly you started feeling that tension pool in your stomach, you knew you should’ve left him alone but—you were greedy and somewhere deep in your heart you’d always wanted this 

taehyun was in his room, back leaned against his door—low sound leaves his throat, frustrated and helpless. 

he shouldn’t have did this, he’d never had aphrodisiacs before but he knew what it did. 

it physically built off of tension, it thrived off of friction

 he knew touching himself would make it worse but god…it hurt so badly and he thought maybe palming himself over his pants would stop the tension 

he gasped and whispered into the empty room…to the ache in his chest and lower

"fucking hell, m’gonna cum …."

he bit his lip to to hold in his moans. he cursed. again. his eyes fluttered shut

"what's h—hhhah—ppening to me” he groaned as he pressed down, this was a record… he was already about to cum after exactly thirty seconds of languidly, messily palming himself.  

god he was feeling so sensitive… and he did actually cum—mewling out on accident, the moans ripping through his throat—“hhahhh- s-shit shit m’cumming-“ he mumbled to himself barely holding himself up. 

he felt weak, shaky and to make things worse. it didn’t help at all, it only enhanced his urges more

taehyun never regularly jerked off—but he was feeling so needy and desperate he didn’t care anymore. fumbling to unbutton his pants—his movements pausing when he heard the knock on his door…

"taehyun?" your voice was quiet, guilty. "can i come in?"

he stiffens at the thought of you walking into a room so small with him 

"no"

"i—just-listen, i really didn't mean for that to happen, i came to say-"

"i said no"

it was silent…

you looked down at his door knob, he did tell no.. but it wouldn’t hurt to see if the door was locked—right

 you twisted the door open and to your surprise it wasn’t locked 

"taehyun? i know you're mad—and rightfully so—" you said quietly as you walked into the room, eyes widening at the sight of him leaning against his desk 

“y/n?!” he shouted “w-what are you doing i’m-“ he was still huffing heavy breaths out, his entire body flushed and damp from sweat.

“i-im trying to talk to you but you keep running off—! and you keep saying confusing things and—i just want to help..” you mumbled looking at the sight of him

you did really start to feel bad for him…he did looked really—really bad—but did you really want to help him or were you just being greedy again? (surprise you didn’t really wanna help him!!)

he spoke again-voice cracked broken

“y-y/n... stop” he whined “you don't get it” 

you stared at him, shaking your head ‘no’

he took slow steps towards you "i don't curse. i don't need to curse, because I'm supposed to be the smart one—the guy who keeps it together. but i'm losing it—every time i try to stop thinking about you, it just gets worse."

you gulped, the room feeling smaller and hotter. you should’ve nodded, walked out the room. 

you shouldn’t have even let yourself catch feelings for him. 

you shouldn’t have even agreed to let him share the apartment with you but you didn’t know when to stop hm? 

he stopped right in front of you, his gaze snaps to “It's like it's rewiring me, making me see you all—weird. i can’t tell if i’m horny because of the chocolate or just you…i hate you for what you do to me and all you ev-“ 

everything in your mind was telling you don’t do it but you couldn’t take it anymore, impulsively you pulled the collar of his shirt and smashed his lips onto yours—he gasped stumbling forward. it wasn’t long until his fingers latched onto your waist, his hands traveled swiftly—mapping out the expanse of your body. 

the kiss was messy to say the least, his tongue pushing past your lips. 

his brain completely shut off, finally letting the aphrodisiacs take control. his hands squeezed all over you, grabbed and pulling you to sit down on the bed.

the ache in his legs feeling more pronounced—something he couldn’t ignore now. 

hurting to be point he couldn’t help but press his hand against the bulge, gasping into your mouth once he felt the friction. hips pathetically rubbing against himself—bucking into his hand.

he broke away from the kiss with a high whiny moan, so spent from just touching himself over his pants, panting against your lips. eyes blown wide and glossy staring deep into you “hhahh—y/n can you pleeaase touch me? please-please-please?” he kissed down your neck with such urgency 

you were hesitant until you felt his hand guide yours onto his bulge. his hands digging into the soft flesh of your waist as his lips worked on your neck. 

his now free hands grabbing at every part of you while he humped into you like a feral dog in heat

he was kissing—biting—licking down your throat until he felt you squeeze him over his pants. and he’s pretty sure he had came just from the friction of that “hhhahh—d-don’t squeeze sssso hard” he whined.

 eyes shut tightly, head buried in your neck as his body slumped against yours. despite his whimpers he shamelessly started grinding against your hand, panting against your neck. 

with your hand rested right on top of his bulge you started to feel and notice (the very obvious!!) sticky wet patch forming on his pants from the amount of times he’s came—once you realized that… something in your brain flipped—sure you felt bad (to some degree) that he was so hard and horny but think of the possibilities!!

you could finally get back at him for all those times he’d made your life hell! 

and your brain started running with possibilities—but your hands moved faster—palming him again 

and the whimpers he let out were… 

sinful to say the least …

and you started to rub your thighs together faster. maybe getting too carried away at the thought ..

 “w-wait slow-slow! to hard—hahhh—i think i’m gonna c-cum-“ he stuttered, tears forming in the corner of his eye “its s’good—m’cumming!! c-cumming-!” he’d whine out for the fifth time, gasping air while bucking into your hand trying to get any more possible friction that he could use to ride out his high. 

“ahh- y/n ttthank you- thank you“ he said between puffs of air—leaning his forehead against yours—“i-iit hurt s’much” his eyes glossy with tears from how good it felt

and you almost started feeling bad…well clearly you didn’t feel that bad because shortly afterwards you made him beg to just get touched by you.

and he did it oh so willingly you would’ve forgot this was the same boy who acted like he was better than you daily

you started to push him back against the headboard of his bed “mm-what are you doing?” he spoke breathlessly—his back slumped and hair messily stuck to his forehead. his boba eyes staring up at you through his hair 

ignoring his question—you swung your legs over his hips—rocking your hips side to side as you straddled him. the quiet curses and whines didn’t go unnoticed 

you pulled down his sweatpants and his boxers in one go, his cock springing free. your mouth went dry at the sight…he was really really big—his member flushed and sticky from the amount of precum (and cum) he’d already let out… 

little spurts just spewing just from the cold air hitting the sensitive tip

and not to mention the faces he made…

pure ecstasy as his dick got impossibly more erect. his whimpers and moans muffled as he tried to swallow them in

the sight of him made you lick your lips because, as much as you hated to admit it… you’d been waiting for this day (well maybe not exactly this scenario) but! an opportunity to be control over him like this felt so powerful!!

you drug your finger up his base, one by one wrapping your fingers around him. 

you could feel his body trembling at the contact and the lewd sound he made when you started stroking was so erotic it could only make you rub your thighs together tighter

you slapped his member—emitting a loud moan from him “dd-don’t do this to me y/n” his words slurred. 

the sight of him, head thrown back, slumped on the bed was so pleasing. 

with that warm feeling pooling up in your stomach you couldn’t help but grind onto him as your hands stroked him. his eyes shot open and his hands flew you your waist, gripping onto you 

“ahhh! s-sshit! s-stop stop!” he begged  “it’s too s-ssensitive” he whined, but his body said another word. as it matched the pace you were grinding into him, mindlessly bucking up into you  

drool forming on the corner of his lips from how dumbed out he was

“so dirty” you huffed trying to control your breathy gasps “i bet you wanted to get horny like this mmhm? little whore knew what these were and you ate them so you could hard yeah? get touched? wanted to cum by me yeah?” 

he shook his head weakly barely forming a sentence “nnno—i sswear!—i-i didn’t know you- you’re the one who bought them—hahh—you wanted e-eunwoo horny” his moans getting more breathy as his body couldn’t help but cum again, his back arching. the tears from the corner of his eye started to fall down his face “ahh y/n” tears falling from his eye “ss-sso sensitive” his voice cracked—hands weakly gripping onto you to stop your movements.

you kept stroking him even after his orgasm, rubbing his mushroom tip—pushing your thumb into it…

squeezing his dick was enough to have his head thrown back, eyes rolling  as he spurt out ropes again crying about how great it felt 

you lifted up your now sticky hand up to his jaw, forcing him to look at you smashing your lips onto his. the kiss was a fight for dominance and control—you forced your tongue into his mouth, teeth clashing against yours

meanwhile taehyuns hands found its way under your shirt, groping at your breast from over your bra causing you to break away from the kiss for a moment 

“don’t fucking touch me” you breathed out earning a whine from taehyun “bbut i need something to hold” he swallowed. 

you didn’t bother replying, rolling your eyes at his response. “take this off” you mumbled fingers pulling at his shirt before connecting your lips back to his” hands planted on either side of his face 

taehyun would like to think he was about to gain a sliver of control for a moment but he felt himself getting hard again and he hated to admit the fact he was willingly letting himself think through his dick, so willingly to tear off his shirt for you 

once he took off his shirt, you rested your bare hands on his chest. bitting your bottom lip slightly at the feel of his  skin under your hands. feeling the goosebumps that flooded through his skin.

suddenly it started feeling a bit too good…it wouldn’t be that bad to indulge right? 

your lips planted onto his neck—then his collarbone, leaving bite marks on his skin. precum dribbling down his cock, he his hands shamelessly caressing your body. feeling you up squeezing your soft skin “hahh—yy/nnn c-can i suck your tits-?” he licked his lips, looking at your eyes like a begging child

you scoffed against his skin but then you thought about it… maybe you could indulge a little? he seemed eager anyways (honestly you were just as turned on as he was) 

so you nodded, you leaned back. he rushed to take off your shirt, then latching his lips onto your exposed skin. hands fumbling to unsnap your bra before he finally unhooked it,  eyes falling to your tits that fell out your bra “f-fuck you’re so pretty, the way they just fell out…” he bit his lip “can i touch them? like-like grab them?” 

he started grinding his hips against yours needing friction, his dick rubbing against your clothed core

“you don’t have explain it” you swallowed closing your eyes trying to gain and form of sanity back. “just do it..” you nodded giving him the permission. he wasted no time before he started squeezing at them “god- it’s so soft” he mumbled, 

his cock spurting little bits of creamy liquid out..

he was practically drooling when his mouth latched onto your nipple, the whine he let out as he sucked… his free hand squeezing and rolling your nipple in his fingers

as much as you tried to fight the small breathy whines and quiet moans fighting to leave your mouth—

you couldn’t help but let some escape as your back arched into his touch

your hands finding his hair, pulling at it lightly. “agh—taehyun-“ you moaned as his lips left one side to move to your other breast, kneading the one he finished working on with his hand. 

his drool falling all down your chest. 

you cupped his face before separating him from you chest, he whined at the loss of contact yet his hands still cupped your breast 

he was about to complain before you you pushed his swole lips onto yours, he completely melting into the kiss

you pushed him back against the headboard, hastily peeling your shorts and underwear off. underwear sticky from your arousal 

taehyun groaned, feeling dribbled of pre leak out of him. watching as your thumb swirled on his tip “a-are you gonna put it in?” he huffed out

“if you stop talking—then yeah maybe i will” you nodded as stroked him languidly 

he hummed which sounded more like a needy moan, you took a shaky breath before rubbing his tip against your folds, biting your lips to hold in your moans (which didn’t work as well as you thought)  

his head lolling back, as you rubbed against him. “—y/n m’gonna c-cum” he moaned 

“if you cum m’not letting you in” you said breathlessly—and he nearly cried because he had so many aphrodisiacs he couldn’t even stop it… his face flushing bright red as bits of cum spewed out “f-fuck that isn’t fair y/n i-i can’t” he whined…biting down on his lip “m’trying so hard” he mumbled 

god it was so cute watching him like this… you didn’t even bother preparing yourself for his length—you were just as hungry, no greedy as he was for you—you guided his tip to your entrance sinking down into him completely taking him all in, you and taehyun moaning in sync. the sudden sensation for taehyun and the burning stretch—filling your body with a burning fire that turned into delicious pleasure 

your hips grinding into him to settle in just before you lifted up—then slamming down onto him, causing his hands to hold you in place 

“w-wait m’still sensitive don’t move” he choked out—his body however moving on it’s own, bucking up into you… the quick friction making taehyun see stars  the new sensation of your gummy walls fluttering around him made his vision blurry

he moaned out as his creamy liquids filling you causing your walls to flutter around him “f-fuck!” he whined realizing what happened. he just came inside… tears started welling in his eyes as he started rambling “i-i can’t believe that happened—i-i’m so sorry s-shit” he spoke as his hips steadily rocked into yours his body craving that friction 

after recovering from the stretch and taehyuns premature cum you grabbed his jaw forcing him up “shut the fuck up” you snapped before lifting up and sinking down. enjoying a sweet moan from him

curse the aphrodisiacs making him so sensitive because the sudden stimulation on his cock causing him to drool “hahhh—i-it hurts-it hurts-it hhurts” he moaned as he lifted his hips up to match your thrusts 

“o-one minute it feels good and the next your ww-whining it hurts which one fucking is it?” you groaned feeling his tip push against you causing you to moan “s-shit y/n this is so crazy-“

he panted as his hips thrusted up into yours like a dog in heat “y/n it feels so good— f-fuck when i saw your name on the housing… i was hoping it was you” he moaned “wanted it to be you so bad”  he gasped feeling his orgasm nearing “wanted you to ride me like this” he whined 

your throat went dry at the thought—was this the chocolates speaking? 

was this because of the high he was nearing? 

you felt your stomach turn at the thought but you pushed it aside kissing his lips

his hands moving to roll your nipples between his fingers, feeling your high nearing—you rubbed your fingers over you sensitive bud—feeling the tight tension snap. your movements slowly as your cum spilled over his cock

taehyun already sensitive from his previous orgasms and the aphrodisiacs chased his orgasm, holding you hips and thrusting into you. following you shortly afterwards 

and he swore he saw stars 

his head falling back against the headboard as he came down from his high, his body buzzing from sensation—his eyes hazy

coming down from your high you, slid out of him—falling aside him, breath heavy as you looked up at the ceiling. 

taehyun completely spent, heavy breathes filling the room 

everything in your life was starting to change at that very moment 

because in your mind you were replaying everything that happened and now you were longing to hear him say those words again that he wanted to be roommates with you 

that he was hoping you were the same person he thought you were on the housing

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𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗋𝖾: 𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗆𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗈 ????, 𝗎𝗇𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌, 𝗌𝗎𝗀𝗀𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾, 𝗌𝗆𝗎𝗍

⪩ ⪨ - 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗉𝖾𝗍𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇, 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝗇’𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗇. 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄𝖿𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖽𝗎𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗁 𝗌𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗅 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝖺𝖾𝗁𝗒𝗎𝗇—𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝖽𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗐𝖺𝗌𝗇’𝗍 𝗌𝗈 𝖻𝖺𝖽. 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝖺 𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍 𝗎𝗇𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍— 𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗅 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗓𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝗇’𝗍 𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗎𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝖿𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗈𝗐𝗇… 𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍. 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍

warning: no protection (wrap ur willy!), aphrodisiacs, multiple orgasms, taehyun cries a little, handjob, little bit of dirty talk, sub!taehyun, overstimulation, nipple sucking f!rec, stuttering(?), neck kisses

A/N : THIS is an actual train wreck of a fic... im not sure how i feel about it- like after 5k words i got lost- my writing had less energy ngl 😭 but i hope everyone enjoys nonetheless!! (im never doing this many words again...)

thoughts about kang taehyun? well there was a lot…

kang taehyun was the ideal guy, the whole package; he was academically smart not only that but he was intelligent, people smart—the type to win you over with his wits and mannerisms that made him seem like he cared. he was good looking—well built physique which had girls all over him, great at sports to the point he didn’t even have to try to be good at them and generally was very likable. winning him the high popularity throughout high school and university

is what most people would say but you? you’d say quite the opposite, sure he was smart but he’s cocky. a know it all—the type to push his opinion in your face and make it seem like you were small. he was good looking sure. but he was a totally jerk about it man-whoring with every girl he got the chance. and him being great a sports?—you say he just bribed every teacher and coach like he does to get ahead of everything. that stupid smug grin and wink he’d flash just for good measures. to say the least you despised kang taehyun with your whole heart.  

but it wasn’t always this way, in fact you knew him in high school and you both weren’t exactly friends but you weren’t exactly acquaintances. you two were both in the same friend circle and you had started liking him… sure you were still getting to know him but he seemed really smart, he was kinda shy which seemed to add to his charm, and honestly he was pretty fun to hangout with.

 him just being himself made your usual loud and outgoing-self pretty timid around him, wanting to make a good impression. 

that was until you were hanging out with some friends—and taehyun made a harsh comment maybe jokingly that cut deep. to you, in front of all those people made your whole world stop spinning—the kind of feeling where the words sting, lingering in your mind long after the laughter fades, like you’re caught between wanting to laugh it off and wanting to shrink into the background. and to make things worse he noticed and he still laughed. 

and you never forgot it. 

you laughed it off in front of others but it hurt, and it stuck. it’s honestly been so long you started to forget what he even said, you were a pretty outgoing person, sometimes speaking too quickly and dressing maybe a little too bold for high school. maybe it was about your voice, something else you were insecure about. but whatever he said stuck. 

you started to keep a healthy distance between yourself and him instead of just upright confronting him, and when you grew defensive making sharp comments towards him, he started to assume you now hated him, so he doubled down-better to act like it was all a game than admit he was wrong, that he cared. 

besides absolutely getting embarrassed by your former crush 

the two of you both started to feel this awkward tension that neither of you chose to address and decided to replace with sharp bitter remarks and the urge to do everything to one up him, make him feel like how he made you that day, which totally didn’t work. despite taehyun being an absolute jerk to you, he really was a good person, like genuinely he was kind and cared for people.

 but when it came to you? 

it was just awkward tension that filled the room and his only way of dealing with it was making your life absolute hell. that time you wanted to run for lass president? he made sure he ran as well and somehow got more votes than you, purposely scoring higher grades than you on exams just to get under your skin. it was always a competition, one you couldn’t win. thankfully that all ended once you graduated high school and parted ways with taehyun—life suddenly wasn’t so bad. you were even able to get into a great university and everything was great—

until you realized you couldn’t actually afford to live on your own… great. just great. i mean SURE, maybe… you had A FEW terrible spending habits—like ordering food when your fridge had things in it, your totally justifiable need for cute stationery—but you didn’t realize it had gotten this bad?? like it wasn’t your fault rent and textbooks were criminally overpriced… you thought maybe you could power through with some part time job, maybe selling a few clothes you hadn’t worn anymore. but the math wasn’tmathing.. and you weren’t trying to end up homeless for the sake of pride… so you did what any desperate student would do—post an open call for a roommate…

you made the post in all the local student housing groups: 

“hi!! looking for a chill roommate to split rent with :) i’m clean, responsible, can cook sometimes, message me if interested!”

and then you waited.

and waited.

and waited…

OH my god how long is this going to take???-

why didn’t anyone tell you it was actually THIS hard to find someone who wasn’t  creepy, ghosting you after the first message, or looking to “share a bed for bonding purposes *smirk emojis*”—???— it was actual hell. this one guy named yeonjun said they needed the place only on weekends so they could “crash with their situationship on weekdays,” another literally tried to turn the roommate application into a job interview: what are your top five strengths and weaknesses? who even asks that dude??? just when you were about to give up all hope and turn on your personal playlist dedicated to crying

and regretting all your life choices!

ding

a message.

“HOLY SHI-“ you screamed and jumped up re-reading the notification. after THREE (yes only 72 hours…) long, soul-crushing days, you got a NORMAL offer to split an apartment. finally—someone normal, someone decent, someone who responded in full sentences. maybe—just maybe—things were looking up.

…until you saw the name on the message request.

kang. taehyun.

you stared at your screen, blinking. “WHAT THE HELL?” you screamed again in the span of one minute…

no-

no. no no no no n o.

there’s literally no way. did the universe just… hand-select your worst nightmare and present him to you on a silver platter with a “roommate” label on top??? you must’ve committed serious sins in a past life. something had to explain this level of karmic retribution. and the worst part? his message was SO normal..?

“hey, saw your post in the housing group. looking for a roommate too. can split rent 50/50. i cook, clean, and don’t mind noise.” 

like he TOTALLY didn’t dedicate all of high school to ruining your life one petty move at a time. same person that made that joke that you can’t even remember but only could remember how painful it was to hear..

this couldn’t be real.

so you simply closed the app.

reopened it.

the message was still there.

you closed it again.

restarted your phone.

reopened the app again.

kang taehyun. your only offer. so yeah. you were either about to make the worst decision of your  life or become one of those delusional people who think they can ‘emotionally detach from reality and live in denial’ … i mean taehyun, sure was a jerk to you—but that was a while ago. and he was pretty nice to his family?- so maybe it wouldn’t be that bad- maybe he’d somehow forget about you and you wouldn’t have to relive that awkward tension again..

either way, rent was due, you had to make a choice. so you did, you accept kang taehyun offer

“hey! sounds great, you can come over this friday around 11am if that’s good? just to checkout the apartment and whatnot :)!” 

you hit send, you stared at your phone after hitting send. and almost instantly he thumbs up the message—

yea, you were really doing this…

———

i mean yes, you DID tell him to come by exactly at “11am on friday”and yes. it is exactly 10:55am ON friday—i mean you knew this day would come sooner or later just not exactly THIS soon…

after nervously walking in circles around the apartment—going through ever possible cringy scenarios, you decide to sit at one of the bar stools at the counter. anxiously tapping your nails against marble slab… it’s not like you weren’t  totally about to make the WORSE decision of your life sharing an apartment with the same person that literally made your life miserable?

“ughhhhhhh” you groaned into your hands

i mean you MAY or MAY NOT have stalked his instagram after agreeing to let him check out the place—it’s the only responsible thing to do right? gotta see what type of person he was…right? totally wasn’t absolutely drooling over him?? OKAY maybe he had gotten a little more attractive than you remembered and sure you hated him with all your guts but you did have a little crush buried under all that hate… 

i mean god—the way he’d really grown out of that boyish look…  every picture looked handcrafted by god. 

he posted a mirror selfie in a hoodie and you literally had to sit down after whispering “sir” out loud. to your phone. 

oh my god. 

his skin looks like it’s made of soft light. he could step on m-

ding

you looked down at your phone to see his messages:

“hey are you home? i’ve been knocking for a bit”

HE WAS HERE??(yes. in fact he was. it was currently 11:03am.) you jumped up out of the stool, nearly tripping over your own foot—your hands frantically smoothed down your shirt, running through a thousand phrases to greet him with. you unlocked the door. and there he was. kang taehyun, in the flesh. and somehow even more annoyingly good-looking in person?? like actually unfairly attractive. and tall. why was he taller??? when did that happen??

“hey, thanks for letting me see the place.” he said casually, as if the universe wasn’t actively mocking you by being in this situation even. you forced a smile, one that carried years of unresolved trauma.

“long time no see, taehyun.”

he blinked.

you waited.

still blinking.

“y-y/n???” he finally blurted, eyes wide like he just got hit in the face with a textbook. “it’s actually you??”

you raised an eyebrow. “who else would it be?” you shot back, arms crossed.

he ran a hand through his hair and groaned. “jesus—i didn’t think it’d actually be you. i thought maybe someone else just had the same name or something.” you scoffed. “so… you didn’t recognize me from the post?”

“no! like, not at all. you didn’t have a profile picture—just a dog icon and a very vague ‘about me’ which could honestly describe like, half the student body.??” 

you crossed your arms. “yeah, well, desperate times.” you tried to sound unbothered, edgy and totally not like you were on the verge of loosing your place if he didn’t agree“damn….” he mumbled quietly. stepping inside anyway. 

“you must really need help with your rent, huh?”he snorted “you’re literally the one who responded to my post.” it was already starting again the bickering. he shrugged like it didn’t matter. like everything was a game and he was already winning.

you followed behind him, watching him scan the place, of course he didn’t say it, but you could tell—he liked it. he liked this 

“place is nice,” he finally said, hands in his pockets. he looked around, then turned to face you. “this still sucks though”

you blinked. “what?”

“you and me. same roof. not exactly a dream team, right?” you stared. “wow, look at you—still insufferable.”“and yet,” he said, smirking, “you still agreed  to share with me”

“again. desperate times.” you cut him

off, glaring at him from the counter. he walked up to you slowly yet so deliberately, arms crossed. backing you into the counter “right. so we’re clear then? we’re not gonna do the whole ‘we’re best friends now we’ll forget about old stuff’ thing?“

you rolled your eyes so hard it hurt. 

“oh, thank god. i was actually worried you might’ve grown up.”he smiled like ACTUALLY smiled... and then he spoke now he was towering over you 

(i mean you both were basically almost the same height be goodness he felt taller by a lot…)  

“yeah, just not in places where you’re concerned.” you blinked, WHAT? he’s grown up-  IN PLACES?? WHAT PLACES? WHERE? was he talking about his body-?!  you literally were internally screaming but on the outside you kept the calm façade—

“no promises though” he continued

you clenched your jaw. taking a deep breath (which was more for your mental sanity than anything)

he smiled wider.

“so… we doing this?” he asked, way too casually. “roommates?”you stared at him.

every bone in your body said don’t do it.

“…yeah. sure, we can do this.” “cool,” he said, pushing off his feet and tossing you a lazy thumbs up. “don’t worry. i’ll try not to ruin your life this time.”

you gave him a look.

he winked.

you shut the door in his face—not completely, but just enough to get the last word. and just like that, it’s begun all over again.

———

somehow you’ve successfully managed to avoid all interactions with taehyun, 

I mean sure you’ve had an unhealthy amount of bickering with him. 

petty argues and some very—VERY embarrassing moments during class, which may or may not have been from you raising your voice louder than necessary to get your point across to your seat mate 

(aka taehyun) 

due to him testing your patience. 

but aside from that you’ve successfully ignored him despite having to also live with him! 

somehow working together to pay rent on time and keep the place pretty clean

and thankfully you’ve outgrown your childish crush over him (or convinced yourself that you have)

i mean sure taehyun was really smart, witty, always was ready with quick, sharp—calculated replies which should’ve frustrated you more than anything but something about the way the corner of his lips would curl into a smirk, his teeth slightly showing and his eyes having that knowing look.

that look of ‘yeah, i know you enjoy this stuff’ 

that made your heart flutter wayyy more than it should have

and when you’d think of a quick reply—one that would actually catch him off guard. he would run a hand in his hair, that was one of your personal favorites.

WAIT wait

no 

no… 

you definitely did NOT like him.

 he was a jerk to you only. 

he treated everyone else normally, not to mention that joke he made about you. the one you couldn’t remember but you know the damage it did and you swore you’d do everything to make Kang Taehyuns life horrible. 

is what you kept telling yourself but goodness it was hard—anytime you would feel yourself starting to swoon for him you’d recite that to yourself like a ritual, as if that’d change your fast developing feelings for him. 

but as of lately, it hasn’t been working.

 so you decided to completely distract yourself from him and get an entirely new love interest!

yes! this is a very horrible thing to do.

poor eunwoo was a victim to one of your insane plans… 

he was really smart, not top of the class smart like taehyun but he was up there—he was funny too, his dimples would show before he even started smiling. he was too cute really.

you had the courage to talk to him and exchange numbers, and well things were going pretty smooth. 

it wasn’t like “oh yeah we’re officially dating” smooth—but it was a good start to take your mind off of your developing feelings for taehyun. 

in fact it didn’t take your mind off of him, it made it VERY worse…

which taehyun started noticing. 

despite you feeling like he cheated his way through class through the favor of his teachers—taehyun was actually very observant and very much so noticed your obvious stares at his lips during the two of yours bickering. 

the way you’d swallow lightly, part your lips, and look down at his lips like you were making it your personal goal to seduce him (maybe a little bit)

of course taehyun never panicked, not outwardly at least but the steady unease he felt.

 that tension that coiled in his stomach… when you both shared in your daily routine bickering—he felt his self control slip.

those cute pink shorts you’d wear. the way you’d fiddle with the ends of the shorts when you got annoyed—like you were begging for him to slip it off and just take care of you right there

fuck.. he could feel himself getting worked up thinking about it. and to make things a lotworse.

you lived in the same apartment

the same space

you were always a hallway apart and that made it more torturous. and now it was february 13th, the day before valentine’s day. 

well technically it was already february 14th since it was past midnight but who cares about technicalities…

you were making a gift for eunwoo in the kitchen. trying your best not to make too much of a mess because—if he (taehyun your insufferable roommate) found out. 

he would never let this go… 

today you had spent all day earlier picking out cute chocolates from very odd looking shops.. "fancy imported chocolate" labeled from a very quirky looking boutique... 

you didn't bother to read the label too carefully (it was cute, and you were flustered). 

the ladies there eying you up and down telling you that you needed to buy “other exotic toys” that made you pay and rush out the shop as fast as possible feeling flustered to what they were possibly alluding too.. and then the cute little plushies you’d found for him!

and well, you thought this would be the perfect time to prepare the cute little gift for him since taehyun was out cold asleep 

you were assembling the gift and remembered the card you had wrote for eunwoo was left in your bedroom—the card you wrote was simple at best, you didn’t know if he had felt the same way or already had someone in mind so you decided to keep the card neutral  mostly 

“happy valentine’s day eunwoo~ i hope you like these chocolates and the small plushies… maybe we can hangout sometime? xx”

you were absolutely sure your plan was smooth and bulletproof, there’s no way this could fail… 

until 

you heard noise coming from the kitchen.

you were sure you were the only awake

you saw taehyun leave the house, come back talking about how tired he was and waltz into his room… 

you hadn’t heard one of the hallway doors open

you felt chills run down your spine and your heart started to race, you grabbed the nearest object in your room. 

a hello kitty vase—a new piece you got to fill your very empty desk.

you slowly walked out your room,

step-by-step you walked down the hallway, lifting the vase—and—and?!

“taehyun?!” you screamed, causing his eyes to shoot up. you caught him mid way eating the chocolates you had put together for eunwoo “what the hell are you doing?!” you yelled, rushing over—sitting the vase down on the counter 

you looked down on the counter, different packages were scattered but one particular chocolate tin you had spent the most on, was opened—the heart shaped chocolates eaten and the wrappers scattered all around the counter, he had ate basically all the chocolates in the tin.

you felt like out of all the things he’d done this was the lowest so far..

 “what? this wasn’t for everyone?” he cocked his head to the side, smirking slightly.

you felt tears rush to your eyes and you tried your absolute hardest to blink away the tears. 

and it happened again—the bickering

the yelling, the finger pointing. you walked up closer to taehyun looking into his eye “you knew i was giving that to eunwoo! you’re such a jerk! you-you’ve been ruining my life since i could remember and once i finally—start moving on you ruin it again!” you

 felt your heart starting to beat faster “weren’t you supposed to be asleep?! are you just messing with me—are you trying to ruin my life?!” 

you were going on and on. and admittedly you were waiting for him to reply—to give a sharp witted response but you slowly stopped speaking.. taehyuns eye contact became so—intense. 

lingering. then he finally spoke

"ooooh~desperate times, huh? going full rom-com with cheap chocolate?" 

he said breathlessly, shifting the weight on his feet. something was off

but contrast to his words, more noticeable his gaze traveled over you in a way that seemed unintentional like he acted on impulse with no control—but definitely wasn’t very subtle. he tugged at the collar of his shirt, panting now

“what’s wrong with you?” you snapped “you look insane right now…” you mumbled

taehyun closed his eyes and ran a hand in his hair and something in the air changed, thicker and warmer

"what the hell did you feed me?" he snapped. you frowned because you didn’t feed him anything 

HE went through your stuff 

“actually i didn’t feed you anything, you went through my stuff” you glared, and he cut his eyes towards you.

 “but fine i’ll check since you look like you’re about to have a full on allergic reaction” you huffed. 

mumbling something about you ‘wouldn’t mind if he choked to death’ 

you grabbed the chocolate tin to read the ingredients. squinting your eyes to make out the small cursive writing and oh my god..  your eyes widened. gulping slightly 

"Sensual Delight~Arousal~enhancing truffles. infused with natural aphrodisiac herbs.”

your stomach dropped.

and your head snapped up to where taehyun was leaning on the kitchen counter, now more flushed and to what looks like he was slightly trembling.

you looked back down to read it again to make sure you read that right, and oh no.. the chocolate was definitely real. he was definitely starting to feel it now.

"t-taehyun" your mumbled, panic creeping in slowly but surely steadily 

“don't freak out, kay?” 

he was already sweating, eyes looking hazy—his pupils were blown wide, and his skin looked too warm, like his body was trying to keep up with something it didn’t understand. something it shouldn’t be feeling 

“i don’t know what aphrodisiac are but- it says something about arousal enhancing—erotic chocolates for the night-“ you mumbled and you swore you saw taehyuns eyes turn red 

you would feel threatened but then you  noticed the boner that was painfully obvious right now… you knew he wanted to be mad but—the effects of the chocolate were running overdrive due to how many he actually ate (aka almost the entire tin)

“what the hell y/n?! you’re telling me you don’t know what the fuck aphrodisiacs are? you just drugged me and—and now your telling me not to freak out?-!" he rose his voice as he spoke, leaning his head back. 

panting like a dog at this point

"it was—! i didn't know, okay? I thought it was just chocolate. It was supposed to be for eunwoo … you weren’t even supposed to eat those and i swear i didn’t know what it was?!—" 

you said it with such genuine remorse it kinda made him more pissed off, the fact you really were planning to give these chocolates away. 

eunwoo would’ve been the one worked up, and he started thinking about the things he would’ve done to you while the two of you were alone… 

he took a step forward and you took a step back instinctively, which only made him tense further

“it was for eunwoo is what you mean right..” the name leaves his mouth like it's toxic

 then softer, and somehow worse

"why the fuck is it always eunwoo—huh? you think pretty boy eunwoo is gonna really like these chocolates? did you really not know what these were? you think i believe you’re that naive?” 

he backed you up to the fridge

“taehyun no—i really didn’t-“ he scoffed walking closer to you “was it your goal to get him hard and horny huh?” he clicked his tongue “little slut wanting to drug him up? wanted him to fuck you senseless?” taehyun bit his bottom lip, chewing it between his teeth. laughing softly “cause i’m really horny right now and god it hurts so bad and i wouldn’t mind doing that” he groaned letting a sigh slip from his lips.

your back hit the fridge door. 

your eyes looked glossy.. mind hazy at the thought and you’d hate to admit but—the thought of it was turning you on more than you’d like to admit, thighs squeezing together 

"don't-don't look at me like i'm some freak. i didn't ask for this." he gulped, his adam’s apple bobbing up and down. 

the tent in his pants incredibly obvious right now. 

“god y/n i just wanna kiss you senseless” he leaned his head down to your neck, and you felt your pulse rise… the way he was sniffing you like an animal—the way you could tell he wasn’t using a single thought right now

“admit that you were a jerk for eating the chocolates” you mumbled looking at him.

 he groaned “y-y/n…you don't understand what it's doing to me, come on—you can’t get me horny like this" he whined “i can’t even think straight—everything is so hot and hazy and the only thing i can think about is you touching me” he swallowed

he whined his last few words, he was pressing onto you. and more than you’d like to admit… eunwoo was out the picture, you almost felt bad for taehyun—and thoughts of helping him seeped into your brain 

he took a deep breath, inhaling your scent "you smell like something i want to bite into, and god .. i can't stop thinking about your mouth on mine” 

you couldn’t breathe. 

you started feeling this rush in your blood, this urge to give into him… the more you tried to convince yourself that you really had no feelings for him the more you wanted to give in—your voice lowered into a whisper

"then why don't you?"

a pause. 

beat. 

stillness.

WHAT? you wondered why you even said such a thing—then he tore himself away from you like it physically hurt 

"because you didn't mean to give me those fucking chocolates," he said bitterly. biting his lip so hard you swore it was bleeding.

he stepped away. and for some reason you stood there, pressed against the fridge wishing he would’ve just taken you there. 

despite you repeating to yourself “he was a jerk—i could never blah blah blah-“ you were honestly starting to 

want to give into the urge of letting your impulses win… to forget about what happened.

you wouldn’t right? 

he hurt you but to be fair, although he did go through your stuff for eunwoo (and you honestly weren’t even that mad about) 

it’s not like you hadn’t purposely got into eunwoo to keep your mind off taehyun and get under his skin…

so somehow you convinced yourself to go to his room and apologize…at least try too—this wasn’t totally impulsive? 

won’t be wrong to go into his room right??

the walk down too his room felt excruciatingly dreadful the tension was so strong and admittedly you started feeling that tension pool in your stomach, you knew you should’ve left him alone but—you were greedy and somewhere deep in your heart you’d always wanted this 

taehyun was in his room, back leaned against his door—low sound leaves his throat, frustrated and helpless. 

he shouldn’t have did this, he’d never had aphrodisiacs before but he knew what it did. 

it physically built off of tension, it thrived off of friction

 he knew touching himself would make it worse but god…it hurt so badly and he thought maybe palming himself over his pants would stop the tension 

he gasped and whispered into the empty room…to the ache in his chest and lower

"fucking hell, m’gonna cum …."

he bit his lip to to hold in his moans. he cursed. again. his eyes fluttered shut

"what's h—hhhah—ppening to me” he groaned as he pressed down, this was a record… he was already about to cum after exactly thirty seconds of languidly, messily palming himself.  

god he was feeling so sensitive… and he did actually cum—mewling out on accident, the moans ripping through his throat—“hhahhh- s-shit shit m’cumming-“ he mumbled to himself barely holding himself up. 

he felt weak, shaky and to make things worse. it didn’t help at all, it only enhanced his urges more

taehyun never regularly jerked off—but he was feeling so needy and desperate he didn’t care anymore. fumbling to unbutton his pants—his movements pausing when he heard the knock on his door…

"taehyun?" your voice was quiet, guilty. "can i come in?"

he stiffens at the thought of you walking into a room so small with him 

"no"

"i—just-listen, i really didn't mean for that to happen, i came to say-"

"i said no"

it was silent…

you looked down at his door knob, he did tell no.. but it wouldn’t hurt to see if the door was locked—right

 you twisted the door open and to your surprise it wasn’t locked 

"taehyun? i know you're mad—and rightfully so—" you said quietly as you walked into the room, eyes widening at the sight of him leaning against his desk 

“y/n?!” he shouted “w-what are you doing i’m-“ he was still huffing heavy breaths out, his entire body flushed and damp from sweat.

“i-im trying to talk to you but you keep running off—! and you keep saying confusing things and—i just want to help..” you mumbled looking at the sight of him

you did really start to feel bad for him…he did looked really—really bad—but did you really want to help him or were you just being greedy again? (surprise you didn’t really wanna help him!!)

he spoke again-voice cracked broken

“y-y/n... stop” he whined “you don't get it” 

you stared at him, shaking your head ‘no’

he took slow steps towards you "i don't curse. i don't need to curse, because I'm supposed to be the smart one—the guy who keeps it together. but i'm losing it—every time i try to stop thinking about you, it just gets worse."

you gulped, the room feeling smaller and hotter. you should’ve nodded, walked out the room. 

you shouldn’t have even let yourself catch feelings for him. 

you shouldn’t have even agreed to let him share the apartment with you but you didn’t know when to stop hm? 

he stopped right in front of you, his gaze snaps to “It's like it's rewiring me, making me see you all—weird. i can’t tell if i’m horny because of the chocolate or just you…i hate you for what you do to me and all you ev-“ 

everything in your mind was telling you don’t do it but you couldn’t take it anymore, impulsively you pulled the collar of his shirt and smashed his lips onto yours—he gasped stumbling forward. it wasn’t long until his fingers latched onto your waist, his hands traveled swiftly—mapping out the expanse of your body. 

the kiss was messy to say the least, his tongue pushing past your lips. 

his brain completely shut off, finally letting the aphrodisiacs take control. his hands squeezed all over you, grabbed and pulling you to sit down on the bed.

the ache in his legs feeling more pronounced—something he couldn’t ignore now. 

hurting to be point he couldn’t help but press his hand against the bulge, gasping into your mouth once he felt the friction. hips pathetically rubbing against himself—bucking into his hand.

he broke away from the kiss with a high whiny moan, so spent from just touching himself over his pants, panting against your lips. eyes blown wide and glossy staring deep into you “hhahh—y/n can you pleeaase touch me? please-please-please?” he kissed down your neck with such urgency 

you were hesitant until you felt his hand guide yours onto his bulge. his hands digging into the soft flesh of your waist as his lips worked on your neck. 

his now free hands grabbing at every part of you while he humped into you like a feral dog in heat

he was kissing—biting—licking down your throat until he felt you squeeze him over his pants. and he’s pretty sure he had came just from the friction of that “hhhahh—d-don’t squeeze sssso hard” he whined.

 eyes shut tightly, head buried in your neck as his body slumped against yours. despite his whimpers he shamelessly started grinding against your hand, panting against your neck. 

with your hand rested right on top of his bulge you started to feel and notice (the very obvious!!) sticky wet patch forming on his pants from the amount of times he’s came—once you realized that… something in your brain flipped—sure you felt bad (to some degree) that he was so hard and horny but think of the possibilities!!

you could finally get back at him for all those times he’d made your life hell! 

and your brain started running with possibilities—but your hands moved faster—palming him again 

and the whimpers he let out were… 

sinful to say the least …

and you started to rub your thighs together faster. maybe getting too carried away at the thought ..

 “w-wait slow-slow! to hard—hahhh—i think i’m gonna c-cum-“ he stuttered, tears forming in the corner of his eye “its s’good—m’cumming!! c-cumming-!” he’d whine out for the fifth time, gasping air while bucking into your hand trying to get any more possible friction that he could use to ride out his high. 

“ahh- y/n ttthank you- thank you“ he said between puffs of air—leaning his forehead against yours—“i-iit hurt s’much” his eyes glossy with tears from how good it felt

and you almost started feeling bad…well clearly you didn’t feel that bad because shortly afterwards you made him beg to just get touched by you.

and he did it oh so willingly you would’ve forgot this was the same boy who acted like he was better than you daily

you started to push him back against the headboard of his bed “mm-what are you doing?” he spoke breathlessly—his back slumped and hair messily stuck to his forehead. his boba eyes staring up at you through his hair 

ignoring his question—you swung your legs over his hips—rocking your hips side to side as you straddled him. the quiet curses and whines didn’t go unnoticed 

you pulled down his sweatpants and his boxers in one go, his cock springing free. your mouth went dry at the sight…he was really really big—his member flushed and sticky from the amount of precum (and cum) he’d already let out… 

little spurts just spewing just from the cold air hitting the sensitive tip

and not to mention the faces he made…

pure ecstasy as his dick got impossibly more erect. his whimpers and moans muffled as he tried to swallow them in

the sight of him made you lick your lips because, as much as you hated to admit it… you’d been waiting for this day (well maybe not exactly this scenario) but! an opportunity to be control over him like this felt so powerful!!

you drug your finger up his base, one by one wrapping your fingers around him. 

you could feel his body trembling at the contact and the lewd sound he made when you started stroking was so erotic it could only make you rub your thighs together tighter

you slapped his member—emitting a loud moan from him “dd-don’t do this to me y/n” his words slurred. 

the sight of him, head thrown back, slumped on the bed was so pleasing. 

with that warm feeling pooling up in your stomach you couldn’t help but grind onto him as your hands stroked him. his eyes shot open and his hands flew you your waist, gripping onto you 

“ahhh! s-sshit! s-stop stop!” he begged  “it’s too s-ssensitive” he whined, but his body said another word. as it matched the pace you were grinding into him, mindlessly bucking up into you  

drool forming on the corner of his lips from how dumbed out he was

“so dirty” you huffed trying to control your breathy gasps “i bet you wanted to get horny like this mmhm? little whore knew what these were and you ate them so you could hard yeah? get touched? wanted to cum by me yeah?” 

he shook his head weakly barely forming a sentence “nnno—i sswear!—i-i didn’t know you- you’re the one who bought them—hahh—you wanted e-eunwoo horny” his moans getting more breathy as his body couldn’t help but cum again, his back arching. the tears from the corner of his eye started to fall down his face “ahh y/n” tears falling from his eye “ss-sso sensitive” his voice cracked—hands weakly gripping onto you to stop your movements.

you kept stroking him even after his orgasm, rubbing his mushroom tip—pushing your thumb into it…

squeezing his dick was enough to have his head thrown back, eyes rolling  as he spurt out ropes again crying about how great it felt 

you lifted up your now sticky hand up to his jaw, forcing him to look at you smashing your lips onto his. the kiss was a fight for dominance and control—you forced your tongue into his mouth, teeth clashing against yours

meanwhile taehyuns hands found its way under your shirt, groping at your breast from over your bra causing you to break away from the kiss for a moment 

“don’t fucking touch me” you breathed out earning a whine from taehyun “bbut i need something to hold” he swallowed. 

you didn’t bother replying, rolling your eyes at his response. “take this off” you mumbled fingers pulling at his shirt before connecting your lips back to his” hands planted on either side of his face 

taehyun would like to think he was about to gain a sliver of control for a moment but he felt himself getting hard again and he hated to admit the fact he was willingly letting himself think through his dick, so willingly to tear off his shirt for you 

once he took off his shirt, you rested your bare hands on his chest. bitting your bottom lip slightly at the feel of his  skin under your hands. feeling the goosebumps that flooded through his skin.

suddenly it started feeling a bit too good…it wouldn’t be that bad to indulge right? 

your lips planted onto his neck—then his collarbone, leaving bite marks on his skin. precum dribbling down his cock, he his hands shamelessly caressing your body. feeling you up squeezing your soft skin “hahh—yy/nnn c-can i suck your tits-?” he licked his lips, looking at your eyes like a begging child

you scoffed against his skin but then you thought about it… maybe you could indulge a little? he seemed eager anyways (honestly you were just as turned on as he was) 

so you nodded, you leaned back. he rushed to take off your shirt, then latching his lips onto your exposed skin. hands fumbling to unsnap your bra before he finally unhooked it,  eyes falling to your tits that fell out your bra “f-fuck you’re so pretty, the way they just fell out…” he bit his lip “can i touch them? like-like grab them?” 

he started grinding his hips against yours needing friction, his dick rubbing against your clothed core

“you don’t have explain it” you swallowed closing your eyes trying to gain and form of sanity back. “just do it..” you nodded giving him the permission. he wasted no time before he started squeezing at them “god- it’s so soft” he mumbled, 

his cock spurting little bits of creamy liquid out..

he was practically drooling when his mouth latched onto your nipple, the whine he let out as he sucked… his free hand squeezing and rolling your nipple in his fingers

as much as you tried to fight the small breathy whines and quiet moans fighting to leave your mouth—

you couldn’t help but let some escape as your back arched into his touch

your hands finding his hair, pulling at it lightly. “agh—taehyun-“ you moaned as his lips left one side to move to your other breast, kneading the one he finished working on with his hand. 

his drool falling all down your chest. 

you cupped his face before separating him from you chest, he whined at the loss of contact yet his hands still cupped your breast 

he was about to complain before you you pushed his swole lips onto yours, he completely melting into the kiss

you pushed him back against the headboard, hastily peeling your shorts and underwear off. underwear sticky from your arousal 

taehyun groaned, feeling dribbled of pre leak out of him. watching as your thumb swirled on his tip “a-are you gonna put it in?” he huffed out

“if you stop talking—then yeah maybe i will” you nodded as stroked him languidly 

he hummed which sounded more like a needy moan, you took a shaky breath before rubbing his tip against your folds, biting your lips to hold in your moans (which didn’t work as well as you thought)  

his head lolling back, as you rubbed against him. “—y/n m’gonna c-cum” he moaned 

“if you cum m’not letting you in” you said breathlessly—and he nearly cried because he had so many aphrodisiacs he couldn’t even stop it… his face flushing bright red as bits of cum spewed out “f-fuck that isn’t fair y/n i-i can’t” he whined…biting down on his lip “m’trying so hard” he mumbled 

god it was so cute watching him like this… you didn’t even bother preparing yourself for his length—you were just as hungry, no greedy as he was for you—you guided his tip to your entrance sinking down into him completely taking him all in, you and taehyun moaning in sync. the sudden sensation for taehyun and the burning stretch—filling your body with a burning fire that turned into delicious pleasure 

your hips grinding into him to settle in just before you lifted up—then slamming down onto him, causing his hands to hold you in place 

“w-wait m’still sensitive don’t move” he choked out—his body however moving on it’s own, bucking up into you… the quick friction making taehyun see stars  the new sensation of your gummy walls fluttering around him made his vision blurry

he moaned out as his creamy liquids filling you causing your walls to flutter around him “f-fuck!” he whined realizing what happened. he just came inside… tears started welling in his eyes as he started rambling “i-i can’t believe that happened—i-i’m so sorry s-shit” he spoke as his hips steadily rocked into yours his body craving that friction 

after recovering from the stretch and taehyuns premature cum you grabbed his jaw forcing him up “shut the fuck up” you snapped before lifting up and sinking down. enjoying a sweet moan from him

curse the aphrodisiacs making him so sensitive because the sudden stimulation on his cock causing him to drool “hahhh—i-it hurts-it hurts-it hhurts” he moaned as he lifted his hips up to match your thrusts 

“o-one minute it feels good and the next your ww-whining it hurts which one fucking is it?” you groaned feeling his tip push against you causing you to moan “s-shit y/n this is so crazy-“

he panted as his hips thrusted up into yours like a dog in heat “y/n it feels so good— f-fuck when i saw your name on the housing… i was hoping it was you” he moaned “wanted it to be you so bad”  he gasped feeling his orgasm nearing “wanted you to ride me like this” he whined 

your throat went dry at the thought—was this the chocolates speaking? 

was this because of the high he was nearing? 

you felt your stomach turn at the thought but you pushed it aside kissing his lips

his hands moving to roll your nipples between his fingers, feeling your high nearing—you rubbed your fingers over you sensitive bud—feeling the tight tension snap. your movements slowly as your cum spilled over his cock

taehyun already sensitive from his previous orgasms and the aphrodisiacs chased his orgasm, holding you hips and thrusting into you. following you shortly afterwards 

and he swore he saw stars 

his head falling back against the headboard as he came down from his high, his body buzzing from sensation—his eyes hazy

coming down from your high you, slid out of him—falling aside him, breath heavy as you looked up at the ceiling. 

taehyun completely spent, heavy breathes filling the room 

everything in your life was starting to change at that very moment 

because in your mind you were replaying everything that happened and now you were longing to hear him say those words again that he wanted to be roommates with you 

that he was hoping you were the same person he thought you were on the housing

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taglist - @mercylvrrr @lovesickchoi @gildedsilk @boba-beom @lwhyuka @parkweylyn @bingsoob @kyucksss ty for wanting read!❤️

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a/n : please please please reblog or comment if you liked~ also if you have any fic requests please send them my way!

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Strawberry Fur ❀ Teaser !

• Yang Jungwon x Reader | Wc: 6K+ | Fluff ༻

𝜗𝜚 Gildie's Note ៹ This my longest fic so far- I hope y’all like it when I drop it

TW : Kissing, cussing, cringe

༺ Masterlist

He looked up, lips quirking.

“You a vet tech or something?”

“Studying to be one,” you said, trying not to sound too eager.

Jungwon gave you a nod of approval. “Cool. You’ve got good instincts.”

And just like that, you short-circuited anyway.

You cleared your throat, doing your best to suppress the warm feeling Jungwon’s compliment stirred in your chest. You weren’t here to be swooning over cute boys with annoyingly perfect bone structure—you were here to take care of animals. Focus.

“Thanks,” you muttered, pretending to double-check the dog’s notes so you wouldn’t have to keep looking at him. “I’ve read a lot about post-traumatic canine behavior. It’s kind of my thing.”

Jungwon hummed thoughtfully. “So you’re, like… the nerdy type.”

You narrowed your eyes, glancing up. “Is that your polite way of saying I’m a know-it-all?”

His lips twitched. “No. That was my polite way of saying you’re kind of cute when you’re geeking out.”

-

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Strawberry Fur ❀ Teaser !

• Yang Jungwon x Reader | Wc: 6K+ | Fluff ༻

𝜗𝜚 Gildie's Note ៹ This my longest fic so far- I hope y’all like it when I drop it

TW : Kissing, cussing, cringe

༺ Masterlist

He looked up, lips quirking.

“You a vet tech or something?”

“Studying to be one,” you said, trying not to sound too eager.

Jungwon gave you a nod of approval. “Cool. You’ve got good instincts.”

And just like that, you short-circuited anyway.

You cleared your throat, doing your best to suppress the warm feeling Jungwon’s compliment stirred in your chest. You weren’t here to be swooning over cute boys with annoyingly perfect bone structure—you were here to take care of animals. Focus.

“Thanks,” you muttered, pretending to double-check the dog’s notes so you wouldn’t have to keep looking at him. “I’ve read a lot about post-traumatic canine behavior. It’s kind of my thing.”

Jungwon hummed thoughtfully. “So you’re, like… the nerdy type.”

You narrowed your eyes, glancing up. “Is that your polite way of saying I’m a know-it-all?”

His lips twitched. “No. That was my polite way of saying you’re kind of cute when you’re geeking out.”

-

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Strawberry Fur ❀ Teaser !

• Yang Jungwon x Reader | Wc: 6K+ | Fluff ༻

𝜗𝜚 Gildie's Note ៹ This my longest fic so far- I hope y’all like it when I drop it

TW : Kissing, cussing, cringe

༺ Masterlist

He looked up, lips quirking.

“You a vet tech or something?”

“Studying to be one,” you said, trying not to sound too eager.

Jungwon gave you a nod of approval. “Cool. You’ve got good instincts.”

And just like that, you short-circuited anyway.

You cleared your throat, doing your best to suppress the warm feeling Jungwon’s compliment stirred in your chest. You weren’t here to be swooning over cute boys with annoyingly perfect bone structure—you were here to take care of animals. Focus.

“Thanks,” you muttered, pretending to double-check the dog’s notes so you wouldn’t have to keep looking at him. “I’ve read a lot about post-traumatic canine behavior. It’s kind of my thing.”

Jungwon hummed thoughtfully. “So you’re, like… the nerdy type.”

You narrowed your eyes, glancing up. “Is that your polite way of saying I’m a know-it-all?”

His lips twitched. “No. That was my polite way of saying you’re kind of cute when you’re geeking out.”

-

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Strawberry Fur ❀ Teaser !

• Yang Jungwon x Reader | Wc: 6K+ | Fluff ༻

𝜗𝜚 Gildie's Note ៹ This my longest fic so far- I hope y’all like it when I drop it

TW : Kissing, cussing, cringe

༺ Masterlist

He looked up, lips quirking.

“You a vet tech or something?”

“Studying to be one,” you said, trying not to sound too eager.

Jungwon gave you a nod of approval. “Cool. You’ve got good instincts.”

And just like that, you short-circuited anyway.

You cleared your throat, doing your best to suppress the warm feeling Jungwon’s compliment stirred in your chest. You weren’t here to be swooning over cute boys with annoyingly perfect bone structure—you were here to take care of animals. Focus.

“Thanks,” you muttered, pretending to double-check the dog’s notes so you wouldn’t have to keep looking at him. “I’ve read a lot about post-traumatic canine behavior. It’s kind of my thing.”

Jungwon hummed thoughtfully. “So you’re, like… the nerdy type.”

You narrowed your eyes, glancing up. “Is that your polite way of saying I’m a know-it-all?”

His lips twitched. “No. That was my polite way of saying you’re kind of cute when you’re geeking out.”

-

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Strawberry Fur ❀ Teaser !

• Yang Jungwon x Reader | Wc: 6K+ | Fluff ༻

𝜗𝜚 Gildie's Note ៹ This my longest fic so far- I hope y’all like it when I drop it

TW : Kissing, cussing, cringe

༺ Masterlist

He looked up, lips quirking.

“You a vet tech or something?”

“Studying to be one,” you said, trying not to sound too eager.

Jungwon gave you a nod of approval. “Cool. You’ve got good instincts.”

And just like that, you short-circuited anyway.

You cleared your throat, doing your best to suppress the warm feeling Jungwon’s compliment stirred in your chest. You weren’t here to be swooning over cute boys with annoyingly perfect bone structure—you were here to take care of animals. Focus.

“Thanks,” you muttered, pretending to double-check the dog’s notes so you wouldn’t have to keep looking at him. “I’ve read a lot about post-traumatic canine behavior. It’s kind of my thing.”

Jungwon hummed thoughtfully. “So you’re, like… the nerdy type.”

You narrowed your eyes, glancing up. “Is that your polite way of saying I’m a know-it-all?”

His lips twitched. “No. That was my polite way of saying you’re kind of cute when you’re geeking out.”

-

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[gildedsilk]

Strawberry Fur ❀ Teaser !

• Yang Jungwon x Reader | Wc: 6K+ | Fluff ༻

𝜗𝜚 Gildie's Note ៹ This my longest fic so far- I hope y’all like it when I drop it

TW : Kissing, cussing, cringe

༺ Masterlist

He looked up, lips quirking.

“You a vet tech or something?”

“Studying to be one,” you said, trying not to sound too eager.

Jungwon gave you a nod of approval. “Cool. You’ve got good instincts.”

And just like that, you short-circuited anyway.

You cleared your throat, doing your best to suppress the warm feeling Jungwon’s compliment stirred in your chest. You weren’t here to be swooning over cute boys with annoyingly perfect bone structure—you were here to take care of animals. Focus.

“Thanks,” you muttered, pretending to double-check the dog’s notes so you wouldn’t have to keep looking at him. “I’ve read a lot about post-traumatic canine behavior. It’s kind of my thing.”

Jungwon hummed thoughtfully. “So you’re, like… the nerdy type.”

You narrowed your eyes, glancing up. “Is that your polite way of saying I’m a know-it-all?”

His lips twitched. “No. That was my polite way of saying you’re kind of cute when you’re geeking out.”

-

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Strawberry Fur ❀ Teaser !

• Yang Jungwon x Reader | Wc: 6K+ | Fluff ༻

𝜗𝜚 Gildie's Note ៹ This my longest fic so far- I hope y’all like it when I drop it

TW : Kissing, cussing, cringe

༺ Masterlist

He looked up, lips quirking.

“You a vet tech or something?”

“Studying to be one,” you said, trying not to sound too eager.

Jungwon gave you a nod of approval. “Cool. You’ve got good instincts.”

And just like that, you short-circuited anyway.

You cleared your throat, doing your best to suppress the warm feeling Jungwon’s compliment stirred in your chest. You weren’t here to be swooning over cute boys with annoyingly perfect bone structure—you were here to take care of animals. Focus.

“Thanks,” you muttered, pretending to double-check the dog’s notes so you wouldn’t have to keep looking at him. “I’ve read a lot about post-traumatic canine behavior. It’s kind of my thing.”

Jungwon hummed thoughtfully. “So you’re, like… the nerdy type.”

You narrowed your eyes, glancing up. “Is that your polite way of saying I’m a know-it-all?”

His lips twitched. “No. That was my polite way of saying you’re kind of cute when you’re geeking out.”

-

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Strawberry Fur ❀ Teaser !

• Yang Jungwon x Reader | Wc: 6K+ | Fluff ༻

𝜗𝜚 Gildie's Note ៹ This my longest fic so far- I hope y’all like it when I drop it

TW : Kissing, cussing, cringe

༺ Masterlist

He looked up, lips quirking.

“You a vet tech or something?”

“Studying to be one,” you said, trying not to sound too eager.

Jungwon gave you a nod of approval. “Cool. You’ve got good instincts.”

And just like that, you short-circuited anyway.

You cleared your throat, doing your best to suppress the warm feeling Jungwon’s compliment stirred in your chest. You weren’t here to be swooning over cute boys with annoyingly perfect bone structure—you were here to take care of animals. Focus.

“Thanks,” you muttered, pretending to double-check the dog’s notes so you wouldn’t have to keep looking at him. “I’ve read a lot about post-traumatic canine behavior. It’s kind of my thing.”

Jungwon hummed thoughtfully. “So you’re, like… the nerdy type.”

You narrowed your eyes, glancing up. “Is that your polite way of saying I’m a know-it-all?”

His lips twitched. “No. That was my polite way of saying you’re kind of cute when you’re geeking out.”

-

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[gildedsilk]

Strawberry Fur ❀ Teaser !

• Yang Jungwon x Reader | Wc: 6K+ | Fluff ༻

𝜗𝜚 Gildie's Note ៹ This my longest fic so far- I hope y’all like it when I drop it

TW : Kissing, cussing, cringe

༺ Masterlist

He looked up, lips quirking.

“You a vet tech or something?”

“Studying to be one,” you said, trying not to sound too eager.

Jungwon gave you a nod of approval. “Cool. You’ve got good instincts.”

And just like that, you short-circuited anyway.

You cleared your throat, doing your best to suppress the warm feeling Jungwon’s compliment stirred in your chest. You weren’t here to be swooning over cute boys with annoyingly perfect bone structure—you were here to take care of animals. Focus.

“Thanks,” you muttered, pretending to double-check the dog’s notes so you wouldn’t have to keep looking at him. “I’ve read a lot about post-traumatic canine behavior. It’s kind of my thing.”

Jungwon hummed thoughtfully. “So you’re, like… the nerdy type.”

You narrowed your eyes, glancing up. “Is that your polite way of saying I’m a know-it-all?”

His lips twitched. “No. That was my polite way of saying you’re kind of cute when you’re geeking out.”

-

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Strawberry Fur ❀ Teaser !

• Yang Jungwon x Reader | Wc: 6K+ | Fluff ༻

𝜗𝜚 Gildie's Note ៹ This my longest fic so far- I hope y’all like it when I drop it

TW : Kissing, cussing, cringe

༺ Masterlist

He looked up, lips quirking.

“You a vet tech or something?”

“Studying to be one,” you said, trying not to sound too eager.

Jungwon gave you a nod of approval. “Cool. You’ve got good instincts.”

And just like that, you short-circuited anyway.

You cleared your throat, doing your best to suppress the warm feeling Jungwon’s compliment stirred in your chest. You weren’t here to be swooning over cute boys with annoyingly perfect bone structure—you were here to take care of animals. Focus.

“Thanks,” you muttered, pretending to double-check the dog’s notes so you wouldn’t have to keep looking at him. “I’ve read a lot about post-traumatic canine behavior. It’s kind of my thing.”

Jungwon hummed thoughtfully. “So you’re, like… the nerdy type.”

You narrowed your eyes, glancing up. “Is that your polite way of saying I’m a know-it-all?”

His lips twitched. “No. That was my polite way of saying you’re kind of cute when you’re geeking out.”

-

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Dare ๑

• Choi Soobin x Reader | Wc: 1K+ | Smut | MINORS DNI ༻

𝜗𝜚 Gildie's Note ៹ Is this morally wrong? Idk. It probably is. But Soobin is a freak like me so…

TW : Masturbation, exhibitionism (Beomgyu is sleeping in the same room), FaceTime sex, cussing ofc

༺ Masterlist

“Hello?” You squint at the dark screen of the FaceTime call Soobin just initiated.

“Hey.” His voice is low, warm—but there’s no video.

“Why the hell is it so dark? Turn on a light. I wanna see your handsome face.”

Soobin blushes quietly, biting back a smile. As much as he’d love to show off for you, his best friend Beomgyu is fast asleep beside him.

“I can’t,” he whispers.

“Why not?”

He turns up his screen brightness just enough to illuminate the other body next to him—Beomgyu, out cold, his messy brown hair sprawled on Soobin’s pillow.

Your jaw drops. “Why is he there and not me? He’s trying to steal my man.”

“He came over crying,” Soobin sighs. “That girl ghosted him.”

“The same girl I told you had red flags? That girl?” You scoff. “I’m floored.”

“You were right. We were wrong. You’re stunning. We should bow to your feet.”

“Finally,” you say, scrolling TikTok with a smirk.

There’s a pause. Then Soobin lowers his voice.

“…What are you wearing?”

You blink, then shoot a deadpan look into the camera. “Are you serious right now?”

“Come on, tell me.” He’s definitely smirking.

“Wouldn’t you like to know…” you mutter.

“I really would.” His voice drops an octave—husky, needy.

“Soobin!” You laugh. “Are you horny? At 10 PM? With Beomgyu in your bed?!”

He groans. “No! Maybe. I was already like this before he showed up. Then I saw your face and it got worse.”

“Oh my god,” you snicker. “Okay, fine. I’m wearing grey shorts and a black tank top.”

“That’s all?”

“Yeah.”

“No panties?”

“—Yes, I have on panties!”

“You said that was all…”

“I didn’t think you meant all all!”

Silence. Then:

“Can I see?”

You roll your eyes, but stand up anyway. How generous of you.

You prop your phone on a candle and back up to give him the full view.

“Spin.”

“Pervert.”

“Please?”

You sigh but comply, turning slowly. You know exactly what he’s trying to see.

“Damn…” Soobin leans closer, practically drooling.

You pick up your phone again. “Happy?”

“…Do you have jump ropes?”

You burst into laughter, collapsing onto the bed. “You’re disgusting.”

He’s grinning, but trying to stay quiet. “You’re in my AirPods. Gyu can’t hear anything.”

“Oh, so only you sound like a freak. Good.” You lay back, phone hovering above your face.

“He’s knocked out,” Soobin assures, glancing at his friend.

“You’re hard, aren’t you?” You tease.

“I’m not that hard…” he mutters.

“So you are.”

“It’s my room. I could be butt-ass naked if I wanted.”

“But with Beomgyu there?”

“He’s asleep.”

“Then jerk off.”

“…What?”

“You heard me. I dare you. Right now.”

You didn’t think he’d actually do it.

But then you see it—his hand wrapped around his cock, already slowly stroking.

“Soobin—” you gasp, voice caught in your throat.

He says nothing, eyes locked on the screen, lips parted but silent.

The tension is thick. The risk is real. And it’s so hot.

“Wish I was there to help you, Bin…” you whisper, biting your lip.

“I wish you were here too…” His voice is breathy. “I’d fuck your throat. Fill it up.”

You slide your tank top off, letting your breasts spill free before laying back to peel off your shorts.

He groans quietly at the sight: your legs spread, panties damp, face flushed.

“Look what you did to me…” you whimper, rubbing your pussy through the thin fabric.

Soobin’s eyes flutter shut for a second, then snap open. He spreads his precum over the head of his cock with his thumb, breathing ragged.

You slip your panties off and tease your folds, letting him see how wet you are.

“Fuck,” he mouths, pumping faster.

Your fingers circle your clit, matching his pace. It’s so intimate. So desperate. Like you’re right there with him.

“Don’t cum without me, Bin…”

“I won’t, baby… promise…”

You both sound so wrecked. Like you’re seconds away from losing it.

You moan softly, speeding up. “I’m close.”

“Me too,” he pants, hips stuttering. “Fuck, I’m gonna—”

You don’t even finish your sentence before you both spiral. Soobin bites his knuckle, stroking hard as he cums across his abs. You gasp his name as your thighs tremble, fingers flying over your soaked clit.

“Fuck, Soobin!!”

Silence falls as you both catch your breath. He rustles off-screen, wiping himself down with tissues.

Then—

“Soobin?” Beomgyu stirs, voice groggy.

Soobin freezes. “Huh??”

“I’m hungry…” Beomgyu mumbles, then turns and goes back to sleep.

You giggle as Soobin sighs with pure relief.

He looks back at you—sweaty, satisfied, smiling like a criminal.

“So…” he smirks. “I completed your dare. What’s my prize?”

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Dare ๑

• Choi Soobin x Reader | Wc: 1K+ | Smut | MINORS DNI ༻

𝜗𝜚 Gildie's Note ៹ Is this morally wrong? Idk. It probably is. But Soobin is a freak like me so…

TW : Masturbation, exhibitionism (Beomgyu is sleeping in the same room), FaceTime sex, cussing ofc

༺ Masterlist

“Hello?” You squint at the dark screen of the FaceTime call Soobin just initiated.

“Hey.” His voice is low, warm—but there’s no video.

“Why the hell is it so dark? Turn on a light. I wanna see your handsome face.”

Soobin blushes quietly, biting back a smile. As much as he’d love to show off for you, his best friend Beomgyu is fast asleep beside him.

“I can’t,” he whispers.

“Why not?”

He turns up his screen brightness just enough to illuminate the other body next to him—Beomgyu, out cold, his messy brown hair sprawled on Soobin’s pillow.

Your jaw drops. “Why is he there and not me? He’s trying to steal my man.”

“He came over crying,” Soobin sighs. “That girl ghosted him.”

“The same girl I told you had red flags? That girl?” You scoff. “I’m floored.”

“You were right. We were wrong. You’re stunning. We should bow to your feet.”

“Finally,” you say, scrolling TikTok with a smirk.

There’s a pause. Then Soobin lowers his voice.

“…What are you wearing?”

You blink, then shoot a deadpan look into the camera. “Are you serious right now?”

“Come on, tell me.” He’s definitely smirking.

“Wouldn’t you like to know…” you mutter.

“I really would.” His voice drops an octave—husky, needy.

“Soobin!” You laugh. “Are you horny? At 10 PM? With Beomgyu in your bed?!”

He groans. “No! Maybe. I was already like this before he showed up. Then I saw your face and it got worse.”

“Oh my god,” you snicker. “Okay, fine. I’m wearing grey shorts and a black tank top.”

“That’s all?”

“Yeah.”

“No panties?”

“—Yes, I have on panties!”

“You said that was all…”

“I didn’t think you meant all all!”

Silence. Then:

“Can I see?”

You roll your eyes, but stand up anyway. How generous of you.

You prop your phone on a candle and back up to give him the full view.

“Spin.”

“Pervert.”

“Please?”

You sigh but comply, turning slowly. You know exactly what he’s trying to see.

“Damn…” Soobin leans closer, practically drooling.

You pick up your phone again. “Happy?”

“…Do you have jump ropes?”

You burst into laughter, collapsing onto the bed. “You’re disgusting.”

He’s grinning, but trying to stay quiet. “You’re in my AirPods. Gyu can’t hear anything.”

“Oh, so only you sound like a freak. Good.” You lay back, phone hovering above your face.

“He’s knocked out,” Soobin assures, glancing at his friend.

“You’re hard, aren’t you?” You tease.

“I’m not that hard…” he mutters.

“So you are.”

“It’s my room. I could be butt-ass naked if I wanted.”

“But with Beomgyu there?”

“He’s asleep.”

“Then jerk off.”

“…What?”

“You heard me. I dare you. Right now.”

You didn’t think he’d actually do it.

But then you see it—his hand wrapped around his cock, already slowly stroking.

“Soobin—” you gasp, voice caught in your throat.

He says nothing, eyes locked on the screen, lips parted but silent.

The tension is thick. The risk is real. And it’s so hot.

“Wish I was there to help you, Bin…” you whisper, biting your lip.

“I wish you were here too…” His voice is breathy. “I’d fuck your throat. Fill it up.”

You slide your tank top off, letting your breasts spill free before laying back to peel off your shorts.

He groans quietly at the sight: your legs spread, panties damp, face flushed.

“Look what you did to me…” you whimper, rubbing your pussy through the thin fabric.

Soobin’s eyes flutter shut for a second, then snap open. He spreads his precum over the head of his cock with his thumb, breathing ragged.

You slip your panties off and tease your folds, letting him see how wet you are.

“Fuck,” he mouths, pumping faster.

Your fingers circle your clit, matching his pace. It’s so intimate. So desperate. Like you’re right there with him.

“Don’t cum without me, Bin…”

“I won’t, baby… promise…”

You both sound so wrecked. Like you’re seconds away from losing it.

You moan softly, speeding up. “I’m close.”

“Me too,” he pants, hips stuttering. “Fuck, I’m gonna—”

You don’t even finish your sentence before you both spiral. Soobin bites his knuckle, stroking hard as he cums across his abs. You gasp his name as your thighs tremble, fingers flying over your soaked clit.

“Fuck, Soobin!!”

Silence falls as you both catch your breath. He rustles off-screen, wiping himself down with tissues.

Then—

“Soobin?” Beomgyu stirs, voice groggy.

Soobin freezes. “Huh??”

“I’m hungry…” Beomgyu mumbles, then turns and goes back to sleep.

You giggle as Soobin sighs with pure relief.

He looks back at you—sweaty, satisfied, smiling like a criminal.

“So…” he smirks. “I completed your dare. What’s my prize?”

[gildedsilk]

Dare ๑

• Choi Soobin x Reader | Wc: 1K+ | Smut | MINORS DNI ༻

𝜗𝜚 Gildie's Note ៹ Is this morally wrong? Idk. It probably is. But Soobin is a freak like me so…

TW : Masturbation, exhibitionism (Beomgyu is sleeping in the same room), FaceTime sex, cussing ofc

༺ Masterlist

“Hello?” You squint at the dark screen of the FaceTime call Soobin just initiated.

“Hey.” His voice is low, warm—but there’s no video.

“Why the hell is it so dark? Turn on a light. I wanna see your handsome face.”

Soobin blushes quietly, biting back a smile. As much as he’d love to show off for you, his best friend Beomgyu is fast asleep beside him.

“I can’t,” he whispers.

“Why not?”

He turns up his screen brightness just enough to illuminate the other body next to him—Beomgyu, out cold, his messy brown hair sprawled on Soobin’s pillow.

Your jaw drops. “Why is he there and not me? He’s trying to steal my man.”

“He came over crying,” Soobin sighs. “That girl ghosted him.”

“The same girl I told you had red flags? That girl?” You scoff. “I’m floored.”

“You were right. We were wrong. You’re stunning. We should bow to your feet.”

“Finally,” you say, scrolling TikTok with a smirk.

There’s a pause. Then Soobin lowers his voice.

“…What are you wearing?”

You blink, then shoot a deadpan look into the camera. “Are you serious right now?”

“Come on, tell me.” He’s definitely smirking.

“Wouldn’t you like to know…” you mutter.

“I really would.” His voice drops an octave—husky, needy.

“Soobin!” You laugh. “Are you horny? At 10 PM? With Beomgyu in your bed?!”

He groans. “No! Maybe. I was already like this before he showed up. Then I saw your face and it got worse.”

“Oh my god,” you snicker. “Okay, fine. I’m wearing grey shorts and a black tank top.”

“That’s all?”

“Yeah.”

“No panties?”

“—Yes, I have on panties!”

“You said that was all…”

“I didn’t think you meant all all!”

Silence. Then:

“Can I see?”

You roll your eyes, but stand up anyway. How generous of you.

You prop your phone on a candle and back up to give him the full view.

“Spin.”

“Pervert.”

“Please?”

You sigh but comply, turning slowly. You know exactly what he’s trying to see.

“Damn…” Soobin leans closer, practically drooling.

You pick up your phone again. “Happy?”

“…Do you have jump ropes?”

You burst into laughter, collapsing onto the bed. “You’re disgusting.”

He’s grinning, but trying to stay quiet. “You’re in my AirPods. Gyu can’t hear anything.”

“Oh, so only you sound like a freak. Good.” You lay back, phone hovering above your face.

“He’s knocked out,” Soobin assures, glancing at his friend.

“You’re hard, aren’t you?” You tease.

“I’m not that hard…” he mutters.

“So you are.”

“It’s my room. I could be butt-ass naked if I wanted.”

“But with Beomgyu there?”

“He’s asleep.”

“Then jerk off.”

“…What?”

“You heard me. I dare you. Right now.”

You didn’t think he’d actually do it.

But then you see it—his hand wrapped around his cock, already slowly stroking.

“Soobin—” you gasp, voice caught in your throat.

He says nothing, eyes locked on the screen, lips parted but silent.

The tension is thick. The risk is real. And it’s so hot.

“Wish I was there to help you, Bin…” you whisper, biting your lip.

“I wish you were here too…” His voice is breathy. “I’d fuck your throat. Fill it up.”

You slide your tank top off, letting your breasts spill free before laying back to peel off your shorts.

He groans quietly at the sight: your legs spread, panties damp, face flushed.

“Look what you did to me…” you whimper, rubbing your pussy through the thin fabric.

Soobin’s eyes flutter shut for a second, then snap open. He spreads his precum over the head of his cock with his thumb, breathing ragged.

You slip your panties off and tease your folds, letting him see how wet you are.

“Fuck,” he mouths, pumping faster.

Your fingers circle your clit, matching his pace. It’s so intimate. So desperate. Like you’re right there with him.

“Don’t cum without me, Bin…”

“I won’t, baby… promise…”

You both sound so wrecked. Like you’re seconds away from losing it.

You moan softly, speeding up. “I’m close.”

“Me too,” he pants, hips stuttering. “Fuck, I’m gonna—”

You don’t even finish your sentence before you both spiral. Soobin bites his knuckle, stroking hard as he cums across his abs. You gasp his name as your thighs tremble, fingers flying over your soaked clit.

“Fuck, Soobin!!”

Silence falls as you both catch your breath. He rustles off-screen, wiping himself down with tissues.

Then—

“Soobin?” Beomgyu stirs, voice groggy.

Soobin freezes. “Huh??”

“I’m hungry…” Beomgyu mumbles, then turns and goes back to sleep.

You giggle as Soobin sighs with pure relief.

He looks back at you—sweaty, satisfied, smiling like a criminal.

“So…” he smirks. “I completed your dare. What’s my prize?”

[gildedsilk]

Dare ๑

• Choi Soobin x Reader | Wc: 1K+ | Smut | MINORS DNI ༻

𝜗𝜚 Gildie's Note ៹ Is this morally wrong? Idk. It probably is. But Soobin is a freak like me so…

TW : Masturbation, exhibitionism (Beomgyu is sleeping in the same room), FaceTime sex, cussing ofc

༺ Masterlist

“Hello?” You squint at the dark screen of the FaceTime call Soobin just initiated.

“Hey.” His voice is low, warm—but there’s no video.

“Why the hell is it so dark? Turn on a light. I wanna see your handsome face.”

Soobin blushes quietly, biting back a smile. As much as he’d love to show off for you, his best friend Beomgyu is fast asleep beside him.

“I can’t,” he whispers.

“Why not?”

He turns up his screen brightness just enough to illuminate the other body next to him—Beomgyu, out cold, his messy brown hair sprawled on Soobin’s pillow.

Your jaw drops. “Why is he there and not me? He’s trying to steal my man.”

“He came over crying,” Soobin sighs. “That girl ghosted him.”

“The same girl I told you had red flags? That girl?” You scoff. “I’m floored.”

“You were right. We were wrong. You’re stunning. We should bow to your feet.”

“Finally,” you say, scrolling TikTok with a smirk.

There’s a pause. Then Soobin lowers his voice.

“…What are you wearing?”

You blink, then shoot a deadpan look into the camera. “Are you serious right now?”

“Come on, tell me.” He’s definitely smirking.

“Wouldn’t you like to know…” you mutter.

“I really would.” His voice drops an octave—husky, needy.

“Soobin!” You laugh. “Are you horny? At 10 PM? With Beomgyu in your bed?!”

He groans. “No! Maybe. I was already like this before he showed up. Then I saw your face and it got worse.”

“Oh my god,” you snicker. “Okay, fine. I’m wearing grey shorts and a black tank top.”

“That’s all?”

“Yeah.”

“No panties?”

“—Yes, I have on panties!”

“You said that was all…”

“I didn’t think you meant all all!”

Silence. Then:

“Can I see?”

You roll your eyes, but stand up anyway. How generous of you.

You prop your phone on a candle and back up to give him the full view.

“Spin.”

“Pervert.”

“Please?”

You sigh but comply, turning slowly. You know exactly what he’s trying to see.

“Damn…” Soobin leans closer, practically drooling.

You pick up your phone again. “Happy?”

“…Do you have jump ropes?”

You burst into laughter, collapsing onto the bed. “You’re disgusting.”

He’s grinning, but trying to stay quiet. “You’re in my AirPods. Gyu can’t hear anything.”

“Oh, so only you sound like a freak. Good.” You lay back, phone hovering above your face.

“He’s knocked out,” Soobin assures, glancing at his friend.

“You’re hard, aren’t you?” You tease.

“I’m not that hard…” he mutters.

“So you are.”

“It’s my room. I could be butt-ass naked if I wanted.”

“But with Beomgyu there?”

“He’s asleep.”

“Then jerk off.”

“…What?”

“You heard me. I dare you. Right now.”

You didn’t think he’d actually do it.

But then you see it—his hand wrapped around his cock, already slowly stroking.

“Soobin—” you gasp, voice caught in your throat.

He says nothing, eyes locked on the screen, lips parted but silent.

The tension is thick. The risk is real. And it’s so hot.

“Wish I was there to help you, Bin…” you whisper, biting your lip.

“I wish you were here too…” His voice is breathy. “I’d fuck your throat. Fill it up.”

You slide your tank top off, letting your breasts spill free before laying back to peel off your shorts.

He groans quietly at the sight: your legs spread, panties damp, face flushed.

“Look what you did to me…” you whimper, rubbing your pussy through the thin fabric.

Soobin’s eyes flutter shut for a second, then snap open. He spreads his precum over the head of his cock with his thumb, breathing ragged.

You slip your panties off and tease your folds, letting him see how wet you are.

“Fuck,” he mouths, pumping faster.

Your fingers circle your clit, matching his pace. It’s so intimate. So desperate. Like you’re right there with him.

“Don’t cum without me, Bin…”

“I won’t, baby… promise…”

You both sound so wrecked. Like you’re seconds away from losing it.

You moan softly, speeding up. “I’m close.”

“Me too,” he pants, hips stuttering. “Fuck, I’m gonna—”

You don’t even finish your sentence before you both spiral. Soobin bites his knuckle, stroking hard as he cums across his abs. You gasp his name as your thighs tremble, fingers flying over your soaked clit.

“Fuck, Soobin!!”

Silence falls as you both catch your breath. He rustles off-screen, wiping himself down with tissues.

Then—

“Soobin?” Beomgyu stirs, voice groggy.

Soobin freezes. “Huh??”

“I’m hungry…” Beomgyu mumbles, then turns and goes back to sleep.

You giggle as Soobin sighs with pure relief.

He looks back at you—sweaty, satisfied, smiling like a criminal.

“So…” he smirks. “I completed your dare. What’s my prize?”

[gildedsilk]

Dare ๑

• Choi Soobin x Reader | Wc: 1K+ | Smut | MINORS DNI ༻

𝜗𝜚 Gildie's Note ៹ Is this morally wrong? Idk. It probably is. But Soobin is a freak like me so…

TW : Masturbation, exhibitionism (Beomgyu is sleeping in the same room), FaceTime sex, cussing ofc

༺ Masterlist

“Hello?” You squint at the dark screen of the FaceTime call Soobin just initiated.

“Hey.” His voice is low, warm—but there’s no video.

“Why the hell is it so dark? Turn on a light. I wanna see your handsome face.”

Soobin blushes quietly, biting back a smile. As much as he’d love to show off for you, his best friend Beomgyu is fast asleep beside him.

“I can’t,” he whispers.

“Why not?”

He turns up his screen brightness just enough to illuminate the other body next to him—Beomgyu, out cold, his messy brown hair sprawled on Soobin’s pillow.

Your jaw drops. “Why is he there and not me? He’s trying to steal my man.”

“He came over crying,” Soobin sighs. “That girl ghosted him.”

“The same girl I told you had red flags? That girl?” You scoff. “I’m floored.”

“You were right. We were wrong. You’re stunning. We should bow to your feet.”

“Finally,” you say, scrolling TikTok with a smirk.

There’s a pause. Then Soobin lowers his voice.

“…What are you wearing?”

You blink, then shoot a deadpan look into the camera. “Are you serious right now?”

“Come on, tell me.” He’s definitely smirking.

“Wouldn’t you like to know…” you mutter.

“I really would.” His voice drops an octave—husky, needy.

“Soobin!” You laugh. “Are you horny? At 10 PM? With Beomgyu in your bed?!”

He groans. “No! Maybe. I was already like this before he showed up. Then I saw your face and it got worse.”

“Oh my god,” you snicker. “Okay, fine. I’m wearing grey shorts and a black tank top.”

“That’s all?”

“Yeah.”

“No panties?”

“—Yes, I have on panties!”

“You said that was all…”

“I didn’t think you meant all all!”

Silence. Then:

“Can I see?”

You roll your eyes, but stand up anyway. How generous of you.

You prop your phone on a candle and back up to give him the full view.

“Spin.”

“Pervert.”

“Please?”

You sigh but comply, turning slowly. You know exactly what he’s trying to see.

“Damn…” Soobin leans closer, practically drooling.

You pick up your phone again. “Happy?”

“…Do you have jump ropes?”

You burst into laughter, collapsing onto the bed. “You’re disgusting.”

He’s grinning, but trying to stay quiet. “You’re in my AirPods. Gyu can’t hear anything.”

“Oh, so only you sound like a freak. Good.” You lay back, phone hovering above your face.

“He’s knocked out,” Soobin assures, glancing at his friend.

“You’re hard, aren’t you?” You tease.

“I’m not that hard…” he mutters.

“So you are.”

“It’s my room. I could be butt-ass naked if I wanted.”

“But with Beomgyu there?”

“He’s asleep.”

“Then jerk off.”

“…What?”

“You heard me. I dare you. Right now.”

You didn’t think he’d actually do it.

But then you see it—his hand wrapped around his cock, already slowly stroking.

“Soobin—” you gasp, voice caught in your throat.

He says nothing, eyes locked on the screen, lips parted but silent.

The tension is thick. The risk is real. And it’s so hot.

“Wish I was there to help you, Bin…” you whisper, biting your lip.

“I wish you were here too…” His voice is breathy. “I’d fuck your throat. Fill it up.”

You slide your tank top off, letting your breasts spill free before laying back to peel off your shorts.

He groans quietly at the sight: your legs spread, panties damp, face flushed.

“Look what you did to me…” you whimper, rubbing your pussy through the thin fabric.

Soobin’s eyes flutter shut for a second, then snap open. He spreads his precum over the head of his cock with his thumb, breathing ragged.

You slip your panties off and tease your folds, letting him see how wet you are.

“Fuck,” he mouths, pumping faster.

Your fingers circle your clit, matching his pace. It’s so intimate. So desperate. Like you’re right there with him.

“Don’t cum without me, Bin…”

“I won’t, baby… promise…”

You both sound so wrecked. Like you’re seconds away from losing it.

You moan softly, speeding up. “I’m close.”

“Me too,” he pants, hips stuttering. “Fuck, I’m gonna—”

You don’t even finish your sentence before you both spiral. Soobin bites his knuckle, stroking hard as he cums across his abs. You gasp his name as your thighs tremble, fingers flying over your soaked clit.

“Fuck, Soobin!!”

Silence falls as you both catch your breath. He rustles off-screen, wiping himself down with tissues.

Then—

“Soobin?” Beomgyu stirs, voice groggy.

Soobin freezes. “Huh??”

“I’m hungry…” Beomgyu mumbles, then turns and goes back to sleep.

You giggle as Soobin sighs with pure relief.

He looks back at you—sweaty, satisfied, smiling like a criminal.

“So…” he smirks. “I completed your dare. What’s my prize?”