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What are the odds?

Part 2

As we walked down the hallways we didn’t say anything to each other; other students were non stop talking about us. We finally reached a classroom. Eun-woo turned towards me and looked at me. “ This is the classroom you will primarily be in. Except for P.E. Find me after lunch and I will show you where that is.” He said and just walked away. I was shocked, to say the least, but I just shook it off and knocked on the door. I heard the teacher say “ Come in”. As soon as I walked in, all eyes were on me. I suddenly became really nervous. The teacher looked at me and then back at the other students. “ Everyone we have a new student today.” She then looked at me “ Please introduce yourself,” She said with a smile. I turned and looked at the other students and bowed. “ Hello everyone my name is Y/N L/N.” I said. Everyone seemed to be shocked that I could speak Korean and started to whisper with each other. Then the teacher looked at me and said “ Nice to meet you. I am your Math teacher Ms. Kim. Please have a seat in the back by the window.”                                                                                                                

I nodded my head and went to my seat. There was an empty seat next to me. ‘ I wonder if I will have a deskmate or not?’ I thought to myself. Just as Ms.Kim was about to start the lesson the door opened and revealed 4 boys…. Well, 4 very attractive boys. Ms.Kim shook her head. “ I guess you boys still haven’t learned your lesson. Detention again for all of you. Go to your seats now.” She said sternly. All of the boys just bowed and went to their seats. One of the boys walked to the seat next to mine. He didn’t say anything and sat down. Ms.Kim started the lesson. Math was already a hard subject for me but it’s even harder first thing in the morning. After 45 minutes of torture, a bell rang signaling the first class of the day was done. “That is all from me today. I expect your homework to be done by tomorrow.” Ms.Kim stated and left the classroom. I let out a dramatic sigh and put my head down on my desk. I hear a scoff from next to me and someone says “ Looks like someone is more worried about sleeping than school.” I shot my head up and saw my deskmate looking at me. He was handsome and had two beauty marks on his face. 

“ Yah, what did you just say about me?” I deadpanned. He seemed a bit shocked but he didn’t say anything and turned his head the other way. I was about to say something when his friends came over. “ Lucky Sunghoon you get to sit next to the new foreign student.” one of his friends said. “ And who might you be to say that?” I asked sarcastically. The boy smirked and held out his hand, “ The name is Lee Heeseung. And what might your name be?” He responded. I scoffed and looked at him. “ Maybe if you weren’t late to class you would have been able to learn my name.” I said. The other three boys laughed a little. One walked in front of my desk and ruffled my hair; I shot him a death glare. “ I like you. My name is Park Jongsung but you can just call me Jay.” The boy said in front of me with a smile. “ And my name is Sim Jaeyun but just call me Jake.” The last boy said. And as Jay was about to say something else the bell rang and a male teacher walked in. “ Everyone back to your seats.” the teacher said.                                                                The first half of the day consisted of the same thing. The lunch bell rang. Heeseung walked over to me and asked “ Want to eat lunch with us?” “ I’ll pass,” I said coldly and then made my way to the cafeteria; 

I was able to make it to the cafeteria and got some food. I found an empty table and sat down. I started eating my food when Eun-woo came and sat down at the table. I looked at him with a ‘why are you sitting here face’. He laughed a little and said “ I can’t let the new girl sit by herself and also my friends got held up by the teacher.” I just nodded my head and kept eating my food. Eun-woo and I were peacefully eating when those four boys from my class and it looked like 3 of their friends walked in; then the cafeteria went quiet and all the girls started screaming and giggling. 

I let out a frustrated sigh. “ Why are they freaking out about them? Can’t they see people are trying to eat?” I asked. “You should get used to it. They do this every day.” Eun-woo responded. Jake then spotted me sitting with Eun-woo and whispered something to his friends and they all came over to the table and sat down. “ Even though you didn’t want to eat with us we thought we should just come and eat with you anyway,” Jay said with a smirk on his face. I rolled my eyes and scoffed. “ Too bad that won’t happen. Eun-woo has to show me where the P.E. class and help me get my gym uniform. Right Eun-woo?” I said while looking at him. Eun-woo looked at the guys and responded “ That is correct. Shall we go?” I nodded my head and got up and both of us left the cafeteria.

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What are the odds? Enhypen FF

As crazy as it might seem, everyone has their own problems no matter where they come from, how much money their families have, or how they are viewed by the rest of the world. I Y/N L/N should know better than anyone; I am what people call the “ Therapist” friend. Being that friend has some benefits because you can listen to your friends and help them through the hard times but at the same time, you learn many horrible things about that person's life and the people that have caused those horrible things. Also, no one listens to your problem as that friend. Anyways, I have come to realize this because of the friends that I have made in the past year at the new school I went to; well more like the new school, and the country I ran to with my family. I guess I should reintroduce myself and get on with the story.

Hello, my name is Y/N L/N, I am 17 years old, and I have two siblings, I am the youngest and I have made it where my family had no choice but to move to South Korea to live with my Aunt. You might be wondering how I made that happen but we will get into that a little bit later. As of now let’s start with my first day of school.

“  Y/N M/N L/N IF YOU DO NOT GET YOUR ASS UP RIGHT NOW I WILL COME UP THERE AND BEAT YOUR ASS” My dad yelled. I let out a sigh and got up out of bed. I made my way to my shared bathroom with my siblings and did my daily morning routine. Someone banged on the door. “ That better be you in there Y/N,” My Dad said. “ It is,” I replied. There was no response; I just heard footsteps walk away from the door. I just shook my head and finished up in the bathroom and made my way back to my room. I walked into my room and went straight to my closet to get my school uniform. “ One thing I am going to miss about the States is not having to wear a uniform,” I said to myself. Oh just so everyone knows my family and I all know how to speak Korean. We actually lived here when I was 2-6 years old and then we moved back to the States and lived there until now. I finished getting ready and walked downstairs just to see my Aunt and my Dad in the dining room. “ Well well look who finally decided to get up.” My Dad said. My Aunt just shook her head and said “ Y/N-ah have some breakfast before you leave.” I smiled at her. “ Thank you but eating breakfast makes me feel sick. Sorry, Auntie.” I said. She just nodded her head. I grabbed my backpack and said, “ I am leaving now.” No one answered me so I just walked out the door and started walking towards the bus stop. I put my headphones in as I started walking and start listening to Melanie Martinez. I get to the bus stop and sit down while waiting for the bus. Other people and students show up and some give me weird looks and whisper to their friends while pointing at me. After 10 minutes of waiting the bus arrives and I get on and use my bus card. I then find a seat and sit down. I enjoyed the view as the bus made its way to my school. The bus finally arrives at the stop at my school; I get off and make my way inside. It seemed like a lot of students were surprised and confused on why a foreigner was at their school. I was able to find my way to the principal's office and knocked on the door. “ Come in,” I heard. I opened the door and saw a middle-aged man in a chair behind a desk and then a male student standing beside his desk. The principal stood up; I walked over to him and bowed. “ Ahh, you must be the new transfer student.” He said in English and shook my hand. I smiled a little and said, “ Sir if you don’t feel comfortable talking in English, you can speak in Korean.” Both of them seemed surprised that I could speak Korean. “ Ahh good to know……” The principal paused. “ Oh my apologies, I am Principal Ok Taec-yeon and I am so happy that you are here at our school. Here is your class schedule and this young man right here will show you around” He added while he handed me a piece of paper and pointed at the student next to him. “ Thank you so much, sir.” I said with a smile and bowed. The student next to him walked over to me and bowed while introducing himself “ Hello I am Cha Eun-woo, I am the class president of our class.” I was kinda surprised that a handsome man like him was a class president. I then bowed and also introduced myself “ Hello my name is Y/N L/N.” Eun-woo just nodded his head. “ Follow me” He said and then we both bowed to the principal and left. 

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Heeseung FF

My annoying neighbor

words:1108k

warning:none

authors note: This is my first time writing anything, so I apologize if it's bad. I am going to try and make this into a series. If you have any suggestions or can feedback, please let me know! Thank you

I can’t believe this is happening right now. 17 years of my life down the drain; everything and everyone I know is basically gone. I never thought this day would come, I thought it was a guarantee but I was wrong. My dad’s job has finally decided to move him to a different office. Which I thought would never happen because of how high up he was in the company and because they haven’t transferred him in 17 years! But what can I do? It’s his job not mine.

We are moving to this small town out of the city. The drive is long and the closer we get to our new home the less stores I see and more farm life I see. My dad pulls into the driveway and I look out the window and see a 2 story brick house. I let out a sigh as I got out of the car and grabbed my bags. We didn’t have to bring much because my dads job paid for all of our belongings to be moved a couple days ago. I see a man and a woman in the house next to us walk over to where my mom and dad are standing. I made a beeline for inside, I don’t want to talk to anyone right now.

I get inside, I walk upstairs to my room, I set my bags down and flop down on my bed. After a while there is a knock on my door “Come in” I call out and my door opens and my parents walk in. “Y/N our next door neighbors the Lee’s are coming over for dinner” My dad says. I sit up and look at him with wide eyes “Already? But we just got here! Why are people already coming over?” I ask. My dad scoffs and before he can speak my mom says “Honey you sound like a spoiled brat, we didn’t raise you that way. And the Lee’s are coming over as a welcoming dinner. They have a son your age so, get changed and be downstairs in 10.” I roll my eyes “Fine” I say as I stand up. “Alos Y/N behave yourself at this dinner, don’t be rude. Your mother and I understand you are not happy about this but you need to understand we can’t do anything about it.” My dad says softly and then he and my mom leave the room and shut my door on their way out. I go to my closet, grab my black sweater, put on some ripped blue jeans, and wear some fuzzy socks. I walk downstairs and I can hear people talking in the dinner room, I turn the corner and see my mom, dad, two other people around their age and then I see a boy my age but he doesn’t look like any of the guys back home. This boy is taller, cuter, very son-in-law vibes.  My mom looks at me and smiles and waves me over; I walk over to them and I smile shyly. My mom wraps her arm around my shoulders “And this is our lovely daughter Y/N” My mom says sweetly. Mr. and Mrs. Lee introduces themselves and then their son looks at me, smirks, holds his hand out and says “Hello Y/N, I’m Heeseung”. I shake Heeseung’s hands and then I look up at him. I almost broke my neck looking up at him, the dude is tall. 

I let go of his hand and sat down at the table and Heeseung sat down next to me. “Not really a talker are you?”Heeseung asks as he sits down. I turn my head to look at him, shrug my shoulders and reply “I’m not good with meeting new people.”. Everyone else sits down at the table and we begin making our plates and start eating. Throughout the whole dinner I answered basic questions and pretended to care about what was being said. After we were all done eating, I went to the kitchen to start washing the dishes. As I start washing the dishes I hear someone walk into the kitchen and I look over my shoulder to see who it was. It was Heeseung. 

Heeseung walks over to me and begins to help me wash the dishes. We were washing the dishes in silence when Heeseung spoke up “You know you could make it seem like you actually care about what was being said at dinner”. I roll my eyes at his comment and I let out a sigh before I speak “Listen Heeseung, I don’t want to be here. I am here because I didn’t have the choice in the matter. So, don’t take it personally.” “I am going to take it personally. Just because you are made at the word doesn’t mean you get to sit here and act like a bitch.” Heeseung responds.

I stop washing the dishes and turn to look at him and cross my arms. “Then get used to it. I don’t like being fake okay? If you don’t like it, don’t talk to me.” I say coldly. Heeseung just scoffs and shakes his head and starts walking out of the kitchen; before he leaves, he turns to look at me and says “Good luck with making it out alive with that attitude. The kids at school will tear you apart” He gives me a once over, turns around and leaves the kitchen. I turn back to the sink and finishes washing the dishes,Once I am done with the dishes, I go upstairs, do my nighttime routine and then goes to sleep. I wake up the next morning, I put on black tights, a black jean skirt, a kuromi sweater and my docs. I grab my keys and bag. I walk downstairs and get in my mom and I’s shared car and drive to my new school. It takes me twenty minutes to get there. Once I am there, I go to the office, get my schedule, and wait for the student body president to come get me to show me around. After about 5 minutes of waiting, I hear footsteps and I look up to see Heeseung looking at me. “Nice to see you again Y/N. I am the student body president, so I will be showing you around today” Heeseung says with a smirk on his face. I sigh, roll my eyes “Just my luck” I say under my eyes. Why does he of all people be the student body president? Makes him just even more perfect I think to myself

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UNWIND | azriel

summary; azriel is caught up in his head, and needs to fuck out his frustrations with the woman he loves.

word count; 8543

notes; I can’t tell if this is hot or pure shit so lmk because this is a little more than my usual smut levels. also, this is a vague follow up to ‘focus’ but very very loosely. can totally be read as a stand-alone fic.

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they told me to — park sunghoon. best friends to lovers. drunken confessions. just pure fluff.

synopsis. sunghoon has a lot of things he wants to say to you, and it takes a couple drinks and a messy trip back home to finally say them (1.7k words)

note. this isn’t the most poetic, metaphorical thing i’ve written! just a cute and short oneshot if you fancy a quick read :) the only warning in this is that alcohol is mentioned

None of this was supposed to happen.

You were supposed to just take him home, as per request from Heeseung, who had staggered off into the night with an emergency. No, you weren’t supposed to be seated with a very drunk Sunghoon who had somehow managed to convince you to make a quick stop at an empty bus stop.

Even drunk, he had his way with words. Great.

The initial excitement of finally being able to witness what Sunghoon was like drunk faded away the moment he refused to budge when you tried to get him to stand and continue your trek back home. Why did he have to be so much taller than you? And why did you decide it’d be better to walk him home than take a cab? Only God would know.

“Get up, come on. It’s getting really late, and I don’t wanna get lost on my way back home from dropping you off.”

He was unusually quiet. In a sense that, if it was sober Sunghoon with you right now, he’d have fired back with some snarky remark. But at the moment, it was just silence.

Just you, him, and the moon.

You sighed, hands on your hips as you stood in front of his slouched body. “Didn’t think you’d be the lazy, slouched type of drunk. I always thought you’d be…. I don’t know, anything but.”

In another attempt to get him up, you grabbed onto his arm and yanked. “Hee owes me so much for this.” You mumbled to yourself, dropping his arm as you walked around the small bus stop. Looking behind your shoulder, you freeze once you realize he’s been staring at you. No part in particular, just you. You could only hope the bus stop light was dim enough to cover the blush that was coating your cheeks.

“Sit with me for a moment, you look like an idiot standing there.”

You blink at him, still standing meters away. His first words of the night, and he says that. You rolled your eyes before walking back over to where he was seated, dusting off the empty seat beside him.

And you weren’t looking for a second. A second. It had happened way too quickly, that after it happened, you were left seated there with your mouth agape and your eyes wide.

Did he just kiss you?

“Did you— Did that just… happen?” Your voice was nothing but a whisper. Sunghoon threw his head back in response, mumbling a quiet ‘they told me to do it’.

There was no doubt your face was as red as it could be. You shake your head, letting out a big breath before standing back up, determined to just forget about it. He’s drunk, and you really need to get him home. You look back at him to tell him that you two seriously needed to head back, but the words get caught in your throat once your eyes meet his.

There he was again, staring. With droopy eyes, and a barely noticeable dopey smile.

“You’re drunk, you’re so drunk.” You say to yourself more than to anyone else. Almost as if you were reminding yourself that he was probably way out of his head when he decided to kiss you. All of this was making your head spin, it was supposed to be a simple task, you were just supposed to drop him home.

And suddenly, his tall figure is looming over you. “Okay, I’m ready to go home.”

All you could do was nod at him before slowly walking away from the bus stop and to the direction of his home. The two of you probably didn’t even make it 50 steps before he decided to speak up again.

“I lied.”

Your eyebrows raised, looking at him with a questioning look.

“Nobody told me to do it, but I really wanted to.”

And just like that, your heart was speeding like crazy, and another headache was on its way.

“Stop playing with me, Sunghoon. You’re just drunk.” You stated, as a matter of fact. “So maybe I’m a little drunk, but I’d still kiss you even if I wasn’t.”

“Just really drunk.” You repeated a little louder than before, a nervous laugh escaping your lips as if trying to play it off as a joke. Your racing heart would say different, but he didn’t have to know.

“And I’d do it again, but only if you’ll let me.” His voice was wavering, eyes fixated at you. You’d never seen Sunghoon like this, wide eyed and almost… hopeful.

And maybe, just maybe the effort of carrying him to the bus stop a while ago was all worth it. But then again, you remind yourself, this is Sunghoon you’re talking about.

He was never hopeful.

“You don’t know what you’re saying.”

“You hugged me the day I won nationals, and sometimes that’s all I think about.”

You laughed at the idea he was implying. The boy who had spewed nothing but relentless teasing to you was now trying to say things far from what teasing’s supposed to be. A mile away from teasing. And in its own little way, it was almost endearing.

He’s standing now by the streetlight of his house. Just pausing, waiting for an answer. It’s obnoxiously quiet and your hands are sweaty despite the cold night air.

“A year and I never said anything. It’s cause I figured you felt annoyed by me. I mean… that’s also my fault, I made no effort in really telling you how I feel. But how could I, you know? I did try to show you. I really did. I hope you noticed, like… like remember when you got sick and Jake gave you notes on what you missed out on? That was me! I just told him to give it to you because I got embarrassed.”

There’s silence when he wills himself to look you in the eyes, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment at the sudden confession.

“Hey— could you say something?” You could tell he was getting a bit irritated at your lack of response. He didn’t even necessarily want an answer to his confession, he just didn’t like that you were quiet.

Sunghoon likes hearing your voice.

“I’m sorry, I’m just—“

“It’s okay, I’ll forgive you.” He didn’t even let you finish. The irritated look long gone and now replaced with a smirk, or at least what seemed like the poor excuse of a teasing expression. “But only if you let me kiss you.”

“I don’t think it’s a good idea to kiss you when you’re obviously drunk.”

He’s melodramatic.

Sunghoon is whining and pouting and grabbing at your arm at your rejection. “Sober words are drunk thoughts! Drunk… wait. Sober thoughts are drunk thoughts? You know what I’m trying to say.”

“Do I really know what you’re trying to say?”

“Are you teasing me?” Sunghoon looks offended, as if he’s just been defeated in his own game.

“I’m not!”

“Then, why won’t you kiss me?” His hand that was previously holding onto your arm falls to make contact with your own hand.

“Are my lips not kissable?” Sunghoon’s free hand immediately hovers over his lips, pinching them slightly before dropping down in defeat.

“I’d kiss you if you were sober.”

“Wait, really?”

You tell yourself he won’t remember this in the morning, so you continue. “Yes, but you're piss drunk and I don’t want to take advantage of you.”

This would’ve been the perfect time to act on your feelings, to kiss the boy you’ve been crushing on for years with the reassurance that he’s not gonna remember anything. But, you’d never take advantage of anyone who didn’t have their full conscious state of mind. Regardless of your feelings or not. You weren’t like that.

“I’m sober.” Sunghoon answers before you can even finish your sentence. “I can prove it. I can walk in a straight line.”

He lets go of your hand, determined. With a pointed face looking straight ahead, Sunghoon takes a step. Then another. And then he’s off to the ground.

“Wait! Let me try again!” He’s defensive with his tone, stubbornly trying to get back up despite having a hard time in doing so. “Sunghoon, I need to get you home.”

He decides then and there to plant himself on the ground, refusing to budge. His lips are pursed as he tries to think of a negotiation.

“A peck then? That’s not a full kiss so you don’t have to feel bad! I know you don’t wanna kiss me because I’m way out of it. I was the same when I took care of your drunk ass a month ago.” He mutters the last part to himself, but you hear it clearly.

You’re embarrassed to think something similar happened last month, but with a switch of positions.

And you think he’s never gonna move from his position from the ground if he doesn’t receive a kiss tonight. A little peck won’t hurt, and you would be honest with him in the morning when he asks what happened.

The tired state of your brain dictates your answer, but by the time you’d come to your little conclusion, Sunghoon is already up from the ground and halfway to a kiss, just hovering, waiting for you to do something.

And you finally allow yourself to finish the kiss. It was quick, and you drew back almost immediately, hands on his arms while he tried to balance himself up on the streetlamp. “Wow.” He whispers out in a sigh.

“I better fucking remember this.” His hands stay on your cheeks, bumping his forehead against yours before giggling to himself. “Make sure I don’t forget this.” He mutters, patting your head. “Please.”

“Let’s get you home.” You sigh, a small fond smile on your lips as you drag him to walk the few final steps back to his home.

He taps the pockets of his hoodie as if to tell you the keys to his house were in there, and although nobody would look into something as small as that, your heart couldn’t help but skip a beat at the fact that he’s allowing you to take care of him (even if it meant the simple task of letting him into his house).

Sunghoon’s never been the type to allow anyone to take care of him.

“I’m gonna get going, okay?” You tell him after he had settled himself on his couch and drank the glasses of water you had offered. He nods his head gently before he’s reminded of something.

Before you can walk out his front door, he calls out for you. “We kissed, right? Don’t forget to tell me tomorrow. Or, you can help me type it into my notes so I won’t forget.”

You laugh quietly to yourself as he struggles to unlock his phone, trying to find his notes app before stretching his phone out to you. “I’ll just tell you tomorrow.”

“That must mean you like me too?” When you nod your head shyly at him, his face physically breaks out into the biggest smile you’ve ever seen him crack.

“Okay, that’s good. Get home safe pretty.”

You close the door behind you, finally allowing yourself to let out the biggest smile you could ever muster.

You make sure to text Heeseung a quick ‘thank you’ for calling you to bring Sunghoon home.

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GAME OVER ! ― part three

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↳ PAIRING: lee heeseung x fembodied!reader

↳ SUMMARY: since you have seemed to forgotten just how cruel heeseung could be, he decides it’s about time he remind you.

↳ WORDCOUNT: 11k

↳ WARNINGS: angst, heeseung literally being straight up cruel, both sungchan and chenle being kind of shitty friends tbh, SMUT ! MDNI .

YOU WERE NEVER TOO BIG ON SCIENCE.

Science was something you despised in high school, which is exactly why you decided not to take that one extra course in college. Looking back, maybe you should’ve joined Sungchan when he decided to take science instead of literature; you probably would’ve saved yourself a lot of unnecessary pain and agony that way. 

No having to convince Chenle to take literature with you, no having to sit through hours of listening to your professor talking about how great of a work The Great Gatsby was and how it impacted the history of literature.

Instead, you probably would’ve learned more about black holes.

And most importantly, how to get swallowed by one.

You knew stars got swallowed by black holes all the time, sucking them into oblivion just for them to never be seen again; so why couldn’t one swallow you, too? Well, technically, you knew they couldn’t - you did pay a little attention in science class back in high school, after all. 

But that didn’t stop you from wishing, begging even, for one to randomly appear and pull you into the dark nothingness.

Especially in moments like these, where you felt your whole world collapse around you.

‘’Sungchan?’’ Both out of breath and slightly panicking, your voice came out shakily as your best friend finally picked up the phone. After stumbling out of Heeseungs car and calling his number multiple times, each and every call going straight to voicemail - the thought of anyone, especially Sungchan, knowing what had just happened in the darkness of Heeseungs car causing a sudden feeling of distress to spread across your chest.

You wondered just how many people had seen you leaving with Heeseung, you wondered if anyone knew what had happened, but most importantly: you wondered if someone had seen you and Heeseung making out just outside the front door, making it incredibly easy for absolutely anyone to see you.

Wanting to slap yourself across the face for being so reckless, no, you wanted to slap Heeseung across the face for being so reckless. He knew exactly what he was doing, you thought, there was no way he didn’t. He knew you’d kiss him back, he knew you’d let him do whatever he wanted with you; even if it meant he had to do it in front of every person you knew.

Including your two best friends, who both thought you loathed Lee Heeseung more than anything else.

No, you did loath Lee Heeseung more than anything else. And that’s probably why you let him finger you in the back of his car, right?

‘’Where are you?’’ Sungchans sharp voice echoing through your ears caused you to let go of a breath you didn’t even know you were holding, nibbling on your bottom lip. How were you supposed to explain your current situation to him, if he didn’t already know, which he most likely did? The almost bitter tone lingering behind how words indicated that he did, in fact, know.

And the thought almost made your stomach turn inside out.

‘’I’m outside, but I can explain, I promi-’’

‘’Are you okay? He didn’t hurt you, did he? I swear to God Y/N, I’ll kill him,’’

Wait.

You could now clearly hear the concern lingering behind his words as he spoke, something you had managed to miss while internally panicking, his words causing you to frown.

Maybe he didn’t know, and you prayed you were right.

���’What? No, I’m okay, he didn’t hurt me,’’ You let out, hoping he couldn't hear the distress in your voice. And to your surprise, he didn’t seem to notice it as a small sigh left his lips; the sound of him opening a door echoing through the speakers of your phone. ‘’Fuck Y/N, I was so worried,’’ He mumbled, the bitter tone that had lingered behind his words now nowhere to be found; worry taking its place. ‘’Where exactly are you? I’ll come to you.’’

Turning around to look at the car parked right behind you, you once again found yourself nibbling on your bottom lip. ‘’I’m just down the street, I’ll meet you at the door, alright?’’ You prayed he’d agree to your request, your eyes still glued to the parked car; the car in which Heeseung was still sitting. 

A short silence followed, causing you to grow slightly anxious again as your best friend remained silent. ‘’Alright.’’

With shaky hands, you ended the call and took a deep breath. Tearing your eyes off the car, you quickly started walking down the road leading back to the party; deciding it was for the best to not look back, nor did you feel like telling Heeseung you were leaving.

Not that it mattered to him, anyway.

‘’You go ahead, I’ll catch up with you later,’’’

Giving your friend a small nod in an attempt to encourage him to leave the now almost empty classroom, you let your fingers ghost over the keyboard of your laptop. Sungchan, however, just frowned upon hearing your words; raising both his eyebrows as he slung his backpack over his shoulder. ‘’You’re not eating?’’ 

You just hummed in response, a small sigh falling off the tip of your tongue as your eyes darted back to the computer. ‘’I don’t have time, I have to finish this before noon or my literature professor will be pissed,’’ You mumbled, keeping your eyes on the screen of your computer as you spoke. 

Sungchan stared at you for a minute, observing you as you bit down on your lower lip and furrowed your eyebrows while reading the article you had pulled up. You almost began to think he had left, when your laptop was suddenly slammed shut; your eyes landing on Sungchan’s finger, which had just been used to close the computer in front of you. 

‘’Well, tell your professor that eating is kind of necessary to survive,’’ Your gaze landed on the boy now standing in front of you, his finger still keeping the laptop shut as you rolled your eyes; grabbing onto his hand before shoving it away. ‘’And I’m telling you I can just eat later.’’ You let out, squinting your eyes at him as you opened the laptop back up, earning an eye roll from your best friend.

‘’You never said that.’’

‘’I just did.’’

‘’You can be so stubborn sometimes, you know that right?’’ Sungchan muttered, shaking his head as he watched you return to reading the article you had just been reading. ‘’Yeah, whatever, now go and eat,’’ You mumbled back, keeping your eyes on your computer screen while waving your hand; signaling for him to go enjoy his lunch.

Accepting his defeat, Sungchan let out a low sigh before fixing his backpack, already on his way out. ‘’I’ll get you something, alright?’’ He let out right when he was about to walk through the door, looking back at you one last time. 

Giving him a thumbs up, still keeping your eyes on the computer, you mumbled a ‘thank you’ - which you weren’t even sure if he heard, before he eventually left.

And like that, you were left alone.

A sigh escaped your lips as you placed your elbows on the table in front of you, letting your forehead rest in the palms of your hands as you stared down at the keyboard in front of you. Three days had passed since you allowed Heeseung to finger you in his car, three days since you had managed to convince Sungchan nothing happened between the two of you.

Three days since you lied to your best friend, rather said.

Sungchan had been visibly upset when you walked up the driveway, his back leaning against the side of the house until he eventually spotted your figure coming towards him; practically tunning towards you before grabbing onto every part of your body, making sure you weren’t hurt.

He checked your arms, his fingertips grabbing onto your jaw to make sure you weren’t hurt there and he even asked you to show your legs to him; just so he could make sure he hadn’t hurt you there, too. Of course, he didn’t find any signs of you getting hurt - because you hadn’t.

That part wasn’t a lie, you thought. 

The part that came after, though? A completely different story. 

With Sungchan glaring at you, waiting for an explanation as to why you were with Lee Heeseung alone; you began rambling about Heeseung pissing you off, which wasn’t technically a lie, he had pissed you off and that’s why you stormed away with him in the first place. You told him you had just dragged him out of there to tell him off, to stand up for yourself, anything; anything that made it sound like you hadn’t let Heeseung kiss you right where the two of you were standing.

You didn’t want to lie to your friend, but you also felt like you had no choice. You knew you couldn’t tell him what had really happened, not right there and then; not when he had just told you he’d kill him if he as much as laid a finger on you.

You guessed that was when you realized you had to lie, when you realized how much Sungchan actually loathed Lee Heeseung. And at that point, you also realized Sungchan might’ve hated Lee Heeseung more than you did.

A part of you wished your best friend wouldn’t have believed your stupid lie, that he’d call you out and tell you he knew; that he knew about the night at Chenle’s birthday party, that he knew about the kiss and that he knew that Heeseung had just fingered you in his car - you just wished he knew.

Because if Sungchan wouldn’t have believed you, it would never happen again. You would never end up with Heeseung’s lips against your own ever again, you would never doubt your hatred for Heeseung ever again - you and Heeseung would never happen again.

But sadly, Sungchan did believe your stupid lie. And what was even sadder, was when you realized it was most likely going to happen again.

‘’You know, it’s kind of rude to just run off like that.’’

A yelp left your lips as a voice suddenly filled your ears, causing your head to snap in the direction the voice was coming from; your whole body flinching in surprise. A low sigh left your lips as your eyes met a pair of familiar ones, a pair that you had grown a little too familiar with.

Heeseung.

‘’I’m not doing this,’’ You mumbled, your eyes darting back to your laptop before slamming it shut, just like Sungchan had done a few minutes prior and you couldn’t help but wish you had agreed to come with him. A chuckle was heard coming from beside you as you began packing your things, rushing to get them into your bag; not wanting to stay in the same room as Lee Heeseung for another minute. 

‘’What’s the rush? Your boyfriend left a while ago, don’t worry, I made sure he left before I came here.’’ You just remained silent, not even acknowledging the words that had just left his lips, keeping your eyes on your bag as you began to fiddle with the zipper; trying to leave the room as fast as you could.

You weren’t doing this, not today. 

Heeseung, however, seemed to have different plans. As you finally managed to zip the bag shut, you quickly grabbed onto the strap before walking around the table you had just been sitting by; heading straight for the door without even looking Heeseungs way. 

Perhaps you should’ve known it wouldn’t be that easy getting away from him, it was Lee Heeseung, after all.

Feeling his cold hand grab onto your wrist, your steps came to an abrupt stop as he prevented you from walking away. ‘’You’re not even going to say sorry?’’ You inhaled through your nose, trying your best to calm yourself down before spinning around; now facing the boy who was still holding onto your wrist.

‘’Say sorry for what, Heeseung?’’ You glared at him, your eyes traveling down to his lips, a small smirk forming on them. ‘’Someone is in a bad mood,’’ He chuckled, his fingers slipping away from your wrist and his arm falling down his side once more. You just continued glaring at him, the feeling of his fingers on your skin leaving an almost eerie feeling to spread across your chest.

He just stared back at you, his gaze traveling up and down your body; making you feel exposed, naked even, as a chuckle left his throat. ‘’I was just coming here so you could apologize.’’ Keeping your eyes glued on him, you blinked. ‘’Apologize for what?’’

Heeseung could hear the annoyance lingering in your voice and you wondered if that’s what he wanted. You wondered if he came here to rile you up, to make you panic - to make you almost look at the door to make sure no one could see you standing there with him, alone. Shaking his head, a grin still on his lips, he looked down at his shoes before eventually taking a step towards you.

Your whole body froze as he looked back up, realizing how close he now was. You felt the need to take a step backward, to run out of there; anything, anything from preventing this from happening.

But you never did.

No, instead you remained standing in the exact same spot as Heeseung brought his hand to your face, his fingertips ghosting over the skin of your cheek. ‘’For leaving me like that,’’ He mumbled, his eyes watching as he put a strand of hair that had fallen in front of your face behind your hair. You just kept your eyes on him, your breath hitching in your throat as his fingertips ghosted against the side of your neck.

‘’I know you hate me, but damn,’’ He lowly chuckled, letting his hand gently cup the side of your face, ‘’Leaving me, without a single word, after I made you cum on my fingers? I think I deserve an apology for that.’’

Oh no.

This wasn’t about to happen.

‘’Heeseung,’’ You almost whined, your voice coming out hoarse as you spoke, ‘’Not here.’’ A chuckle left Heeseung’s throat, his thumb gently stroking your cheek as he tilted his head. ‘’Why? Are you scared someone will see us?’’ He cooed, his eyes low as he stared at you; your lips parting, he was right. 

You had fought for your life trying to convince Sungchan nothing had happened between you and Heeseung, that he had just pissed you off and you just went to tell him off; the last thing you needed was for someone to see this, Heeseung cornering you in an empty classroom.

Heeseung clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth as you remained silent. ‘’Tell me,’’ He let out, leaning closer to you; his eyes darting down to your lips, causing your own eyes to mimic his as your eyes landed on his lips. ‘’Would that really be so bad?’’

His words caused you to look up at him once more, your lips still slightly parted; this time in surprise. ‘’What?’’ You breathed, his thumb still gently stroking your cheek and thanks to how close he was, you could feel his chest press against your own every time he took a breath. A grin formed on his lips, tilting his head so he could look at you properly. 

‘’Someone catching us, would that really be so bad?’’ He let out, his voice low and you could easily hear the mocking lingering behind his words. The sudden question took you by surprise, every word leaving your throat coming out in a stutter; causing Heeseung to chuckle at your desperate attempt to defend yourself. ‘’I don’t think it’d be so bad, Y/N,’’

His other hand suddenly snaked under your shirt, lightly caressing your side causing a whimper to trail off your lips; your eyes immediately darting down to look, watch even, as his fingertips ghosted over your now slightly exposed skin. Sucking air through his teeth, he let his fingertips dance across your skin; allowing them to come into contact with the hem of your bra.  

‘’Wouldn’t it be a good thing? To put an end to the rumors going around about you,’’ His breath fanning across your cheek took you by surprise, too hypnotized by the feeling of his rough fingers ghosting over your skin to notice that he had leaned even closer to you; his lips almost grazing against your ear as he spoke. ‘’Or maybe letting everyone see how easy you fold for me,’’

You felt your breath hitch in your throat as his fingertips suddenly slipped under the elastic band holding your bra in place, another low whimper leaving your throat at the feeling of his cold fingers coming into contact with your flesh. 

He was right. You folded for him, again and again, and almost too easily - but there was something about his lanky fingers caressing your skin and his mouth spitting such foul words at you that you just couldn’t withstand; not when you could feel his hot breath against the skin of your neck and his chest practically pressing up against your own. ‘’Heeseung,’’ You whimpered once more, this time as a warning.

The warning, however, just made Heeseung chuckle as you tilted your head slightly to the side; your whole neck on display for him, begging for his lips to decorate the sensitive skin. ‘’You want everyone to know, don’t you?’’ He murmured, letting his lips ghost over your neck as his hand only traveled closer to your breasts. You quickly shook your head no, your eyes fluttering close at the feeling of his lips finally coming into contact with your now burning skin.

‘’Of course you do,’’ He hissed, pressing a soft kiss right below your ear; your lips parting as his hand finally cupped one of your breasts, a moan ripping through your chest. Heeseung, however, was quick to rip you out of your trance - his hand slipping out of your shirt, the loss of contact causing a whine to leave your lips as your eyes fluttered open again; only to be met by him already looking at you with a small smirk on his lips

‘’Unfortunately, you haven’t been very nice, have you?’’ He let out, his head once again tilted. You just stared at him with wide eyes, what did you expect? Did you honestly expect Heeseung, the man who had spent his whole life teasing you, to make an exception, right here, right now? Of course, he wasn’t. 

Another chuckle left his lips at the sight of you, both confusion and desperation written all over your face; the palm of his hand grabbing onto your cheeks once more. ‘’But maybe,’’ He let out, watching his own thumb stroke your cheek before swiping it across your bottom lip, ‘’If you be a good girl and meet me by the bleachers, I’ll forgive you, hm?’’

Letting his thumb rest against your bottom lip, his gaze met yours once more; both his eyebrows raised as he waited for you to respond.

You just stared back at him with wide eyes, his thumb gently tugging your lip downwards; there was no way you’d sneak around with Lee Heeseung, no, not like this. And especially not behind the bleachers.

With your back pressed against the cold metal of the bleachers by the football field, just outside the school where all your friends currently were, low whimpers left your lips as Heeseung’s lips gently sucked on the skin right below your ear. ‘’Please, no marks,’’ You whimpered, your arms sneaking around his neck. Heeseung just rolled his eyes upon hearing your words, moving away from the spot he was just nibbling on. ‘’You’re so demanding for someone who practically begged me to fuck her.’’

You really wished Sungchan would’ve seen right through your lie.

You were about to protest as he swiped his tongue against your skin, his teeth lightly nibbling on the skin causing another whine to emerge from the back of your throat. ‘’I didn’t,’’ You gasped as one of his hands found its way into your hair; gently tugging it to the side, giving him easier access to press rough kisses down your neck. ‘’Say you could fuck me.’’ 

The chuckle that left Heeseung’s throat caused you to whimper, the vibrations only adding to the pleasure of his lips assaulting your neck. ‘’And I never said I’d fuck you, either.’’ He mumbled against your skin, his lanky fingers suddenly wrapping around your wrist; a loud gasp leaving your lips as he placed the palm of your hand against his crotch.

More specifically, the bulge that had begun to grow underneath the fabric of his jeans.

The two times you had been intimate with Heeseung, he had been the one to please you. Well, if you could call the first time pleasing you, that being said, as he left you hanging; he did however make up for it the second time, though, you thought. 

But the fact still remained, never had you been the one to please him.

Even though you had most definitely felt his hard-on poke your inner thigh as he fingered you with you on his lap, and maybe if you hadn’t left him all alone in the darkness of his car to wonder where you went that night; maybe you would’ve had the chance to please him, too.

But you didn’t, and a part of you didn’t want to - both because he didn’t exactly deserve it, but also because you had no idea how to.

You had no idea whatsoever how to please someone else.

Your girlfriends had talked about pleasing other guys multiple times, talking about how their boyfriends liked it and practically exposing their boyfriends for the whole world to hear; to which you mostly just rolled your eyes, zoning out as you had no interest in knowing how they sucked their boyfriends dicks or how they jerked them off.

You also remember that one time Chenle bragged about the best head he had ever received in the bathroom of some party he attended, going into detail about how amazing it was and even going into detail about how she did it; and if it hadn’t been for Sungchan telling him to cut it out because neither of you wanted to hear about him getting his dick wet, he probably would’ve given every detail there was to give.

Maybe you should’ve listened to your girlfriends gossiping about their boyfriends and perhaps you should’ve let Chenle go into detail about the greatest head he had ever received, because then you probably wouldn’t have been so clueless as to what to do when Heeseung pressed the palm of your hand against the bulge in his pants.

Heeseung groaned against your neck as he applied some pressure, his fingers gripping onto your wrist even harder. Pressing one last kiss right below your ear, he looked up at you; a small chuckle leaving his lips as he spotted the confused look on your face. ‘’What’s that face for, hm? Is it because I said I won’t fuck you?’’ He let out, your palm still pressed against the bulge in his pants and his finger still tangled into your hair. 

You just stared at him for a moment, slightly out of breath from the makeout session you had shared a few minutes prior and you realized Heeseung probably didn’t even know that you were a virgin.

‘’Fuck you, I never even said I wanted you to fuck me,’’ You breathed, trying your best to not let it show how flustered you were by just feeling his cock outside of his pants, the thought of actually feeling it causing your heart to race. You just prayed he couldn’t hear it, your heart almost beating out of your chest.

But of course, he did hear it - and the smirk on his lips proved you right. Licking his lips, he scanned your face. ‘’Good,’’ He let out, letting the hand that he had wrapped around your waist fall to his side, ‘’Because I have fucking zero plans on pleasing you today.’’

A yelp left your lips as you felt your knees hit the grass underneath you, his grip around your hair tightening as he forced you to look up at him. A small smirk formed on his lips as his eyes landed on your face, your eyes wide and lips parted; the smirk slowly being replaced by a pout. ‘’You thought I’d let you feel good, after just leaving me like that?’’ He cooed, his grip on your hair loosening once again as he spoke, his fingers slipping out of your hair. ‘’I don’t think so.’’ He continued, using the palm of his head to stroke the top of your head.

You just stared at him, not being able to do anything else. Your heart was on the verge of bursting out of your chest, your underwear sticking to your core as drops of arousal slipped out as a result of his harsh words. You know you shouldn’t be getting turned on by this, you know you shouldn’t be getting wet at the thought of Heeseung being so mean to you; yet the wet patch that had begun to form in your underwear only continued to grow. 

Heeseung, however, just stared back at you; slowly growing confused. Weren’t you getting the hint? Or were you just trying to get on his nerves? ‘’Looking at me like that isn’t going to change anything, you know that, right?’’ He let out through gritted teeth, causing you to place your bottom lip in between your teeth; looking down at your lap to avoid embarrassing yourself.

Oh god.

He had no idea.

‘’It’s not that,’’ You mumbled and Heeseung almost couldn’t make out what you were saying. ‘’What?’’ He let out, furrowing his eyebrows as his hand slipped away from your head, falling down his side. You just nodded, your eyes still glued to your lap; curses running through your mind as you squeezed your eyes shut; if you hadn’t embarrassed yourself around Heeseung enough, you sure were about to.

‘’I just, haven’t, you know,’’ You began, your words coming out mumbled as you tried to find the right words; the words that wouldn’t make you sound stupid. Heeseung just stared at you, still feeling confused; until it hit him.

You had never given anyone head before.

His lips parted as the realization set in, his gaze softening; not that you could see it, as your eyes were still squeezed shut and glued to your lap. ‘’You’ve never given anyone head before?’’ He let out, causing you to bite down on your lower lip once more; fighting the urge to let a curse slip past your lips. Instead, you just slowly nodded your head - preparing yourself for him to burst out laughing.

The laughter, however, never came.

Instead, silence followed. You weren’t sure which one you would’ve preferred, him making fun of you or him benign completely quiet; both seemed equally as bad, especially when you were on your knees in front of him. 

That was until you suddenly heard him moving, and you were just about to open your eyes when you felt him place one of his fingers underneath your chin; tilting your head upwards. Your eyes fluttered open, only to be met by his squatting figure; a small smirk lingering on his lips. ‘’Well, in that case,’’ He spoke, his eyes scanning your now flustered face, ‘’How about I teach you?’’

You just stared at him for a minute, feeling both confused and embarrassed. Why was he not laughing, like you know he’d normally do whenever you embarrassed yourself in front of him? You slowly nodded your head, his finger still under your chin; his eyes scanning your face once more and you wondered why he was suddenly being so careful. 

Nodding his head back at you, he grabbed onto your hands before standing back up, your eyes following his movements. ‘’Take my pants off.’’ He let out, keeping his eyes on you as he placed both your hands by his crotch once more. This time, however, you just nodded your head before letting your fingertips come into contact with the zipper decorating his crotch.

The feeling of your fingertips grazing over his bulge almost caused goosebumps to form down Heesueng’s arms, the sight in front of him causing his cock to slightly twitch in his jeans. A small sigh left his lips as you finally undid the button of his pants and pulled the zipper down, letting his cock somewhat leave the restraint of his pants before pulling them down to his knees.

You almost gulped as your eyes landed on the now very obvious bulge that had formed in his underwear, letting your fingertips trace the outline of his cock; a low groan leaving Heeseung’s lips at the sensation. Your eyes darted up to look at him, slightly scared you might’ve done something wrong; but the sight in front of you proved you the opposite.

With his eyes low and his head slightly tilted to the side, he watched as you placed your hand on top of his bulge, slowly letting the palm glide against the fabric. Heeseung just let out a breath at the feeling, fighting the urge to just pull his underwear down right there and then and feel your warm mouth around him. ‘’Now take my underwear off.’’ He breathed, causing you to slowly nod once again; letting your fingers travel towards the waistband of his boxers before hooking one of your fingers underneath it.

This wasn’t the first time Heeseung had received head behind those very same bleachers, the football field remote enough for people to never walk by which made it the best spot in the entire school to sneak around. Behind the tall metal bleachers, he knew he’d never be discovered; mentally thanking Chenle for showing him this spot in the first place.

But even though it wasn’t his first time getting his dick wet behind those bleachers, this time felt different. Much, much different.

A hiss left Heeseungs lips as his now almost fully hard cock sprung free as you finally managed to pull his boxers down, followed by a gasp leaving your lips. With your thighs now rubbing together in an attempt to somewhat relieve the aching coming from between your legs, you let your fingers wander back to his cock; slowly wrapping them around his grith, looking up at him for reassurance. 

Heeseung almost forgot he was supposed to teach you, as this was your first time; biting down on his lower lip as your big eyes met his and your fingers wrapped around his cock. Remembering you were expecting him to guide you through it, he nodded, wrapping his own hand around your own. ‘’Just like that,’’ He let out, slowly guiding your hand up and down his length, his cock feeling heavy in your palm. You let your eyes dart back down, watching as he guided your hand back and forth; nodding your head.

His hand eventually slipped off your own, finding its way into your hair as a low grunt left his throat as you continued stroking his length; his eyes fluttering shut. ‘’It’s not like it’s going to fall off if you go a little harder, you know,’’ He mumbled, missing the way you rolled your eyes at him. ‘’Shut up or I’ll literally make it fall off.’

Heeseung was about to come up with a snarky reply, when you suddenly began to go faster; and harder, just like he had said. A broken groan left his lips, letting his head hit the metal pole holding the bleacher up behind him; forgetting all about the snarky reply that almost trailed off the tip of his tongue as a wave of pleasure washed over him. A small smile formed on your lips at his reaction, a feeling of accomplishment washing over you, slowly replacing the feeling of nervousness.

‘’Fuck,’’ He grunted, his eyes fluttering open once more as his gaze once more landed on you; his fingers lightly tugging at your hair in an attempt to tell you he was enjoying it. ‘’Now spit on it.’’ His words caused you to slow down, your lips parting as you looked up at him; confusion written all over your face. ‘’What?’’ You let out, causing Heeseung to nod. ‘’You heard me, spit on it.’’

Staring at him for a moment, you slowly looked back at his now fully erect cock; wrapping your fingers around the base as you sat up on your knees, now eye level with his cock. Leaning forwards, you let a glop of spit leave your tongue; dropping right onto the tip - Heeseung’s grip around your hair tightening as you watched your own spit run down the sides of his cock. 

Through gritted teeth, a hiss left Heeseung’s throat as he felt you go back to stroking his cock; having to hold back from fucking himself into your fist. ‘’That’s good,’’ He mumbled, throwing his head back once again; if he continued watching you he’d cum right there and then by just looking at your hand wrapped around his cock, he was sure of it. And he didn’t want this moment to end, not just yet. 

Nodding in response, you tried speeding up your movements; your eyes darting back up to look at the boy standing above you, the sight in front of you causing your hole to clench around nothing. With his head thrown back and his adam’s apple on full display, you held back a moan of your own; deciding you wanted to see more of this side of him.

Leaning forward once again, you experimentally pressed a soft kiss against the tip of his cock; the feeling causing a broken groan to rip through his chest, his eyes landing on you once again and he wished he hadn’t looked, because what he saw almost caused a whimper to leave his lips. 

With your eyes staring right back at him through your lashes and your lips pressed against his tip, all while your hand was still stroking his cock; he pressed his lips into a thin line; grabbing onto your hair even harder and slowly guiding your mouth onto him. 

Parting your lips, you let his cock slowly slide into your mouth; your hand no longer stroking his cock and your lips wrapping around his tip, watching as his lips parted at the sensation. ‘’Keep going,’’ He breathed, watching as you went back to stroking his length and slowly letting his cock fill your mouth up. Another hiss left his lips as he felt you swipe your tongue against the underside of his now throbbing cock, resting his head against the metal pole behind him once more. 

His grip around your hair softened as you began bobbing your head up and down, your fist still pumping whatever you couldn’t fit in your mouth up and down; remaining eye contact with him as you rubbed your thighs together.

Not once had you thought you’d end up giving head for the first time behind some bleachers, nor did you think it would be Heeseung’s cock you’d be sucking; but there you were, with your knees rubbing against the grass and Heeseung’s groans echoing through your ears.

‘’Fuck, Y/N,’’ He breathed, his other hand finding its way through your hair as well; pulling some of the pieces of hair that had fallen in front of your face behind your ears before letting it join his other hand at the back of your head. Still bobbing your head up and down, you hummed against his cock; placing one of your hands on top of his thighs in order to support yourself.

Panting was heard coming from above you, your eyes darting between him and his cock; feeling his thighs clench under your touch. ‘’Just keep going, just like that,’’ He mumbled, his words coming out slurred as he slowly began helping you bob your head up and down faster, using the hands he had placed on the back of your head. 

You choose to ignore the tears forming in the corners of your eyes as he thrusted his cock further down your throat, resting your hand at the base of his cock as you let your mouth do all the work. Swiping your tongue against the underside of his cock once more, you looked up at him; your eyes meeting his.

Heeseung let out a curse as his eyes landed on you, your big, now glossy eyes staring right back at him. The sight in front of him caused his cock to twitch inside the warmth of your mouth, spit forming in the corners of your mouth as he guided your head up and down; his bottom lip placed in between his teeth as he felt his orgasm approaching. 

‘’I’m gonna cum,’’ He mumbled in an attempt to warn you, low grunts ripping through his chest as he kept guiding your head back and forth. You only nodded in encouragement, letting your tongue rest against the underside of his cock as he fucked into your mouth; his hands gripping onto your hair even harder.

The feeling of your nails digging into his thighs sent him over the edge, his white seed spilling down your throat as one loud, final groan ripped through his chest; followed by a trail of low whimpers as his hips twitched, his cock sliding even further down your throat.

Trying your hardest not to gag around his length, you relaxed, your nails digging deeper into his skin as you looked up at him; admiring how he looked with his eyes squeezed shut and the veins now prominent on his neck. 

Stilling his hips, he opened his eyes; slowly letting his hands leave your hair as he heavily panted. You just stared up at him, slowly pulling your mouth off his now almost soft cock with a pop; causing his lips to part. Ignoring the dryness in your throat, accompanied by a slight pain, you wiped your mouth using the back of your hand; silence engulfing the two fo you.

‘’You did good,’’ His sudden words broke the silence, causing you to look back up at him as you felt him place the palm of his hand against your cheek. ‘’Never thought you’d be so good at giving head.’’ His words almost made you chuckle as his thumb stroked your cheek, using his other one to pull his underwear back up, followed by his jeans.

Offering you his other hand, he helped you stand up properly; wrapping an arm around your shoulders as your legs almost gave out on you, feeling wobbly from being on your knees for so long. Another silence fell upon the two of you, and you found yourself frowning.

Not once had you felt awkward around Lee Heeseung. Annoyed, sure, pissed off, absolutely; but awkward? Never. 

Well, until today, that being said.

‘’It’s okay,’’ You mumbled under your breath, lightly shaking his arm off of you; using your hands in an attempt to dust off the dirt that had almost embroidered itself into the fabric of your pants. Heeseung stared at you for a moment and he, too, wondered why it suddenly felt almost awkward to be around you.

Letting his arm fall back down his side, he decided it’d be for the best to just leave you be even though he felt the urge to make sure you were doing okay; if it was for his own best or yours, he wasn’t sure. A part of him wanted to believe it had nothing to do with you, it was just him being a decent human being, right?

Right, it had absolutely nothing to do with you. He couldn't care less about you, a frown forming on his face and he found himself thanking whatever higher being there was that you weren’t looking at him; because if you had, you would’ve most definitely noticed the uncertainty that had begun to form inside his chest. ‘’You can leave, you know?’’

Your words came out mumbled and low, but clear enough for Heeseung to make out what you were saying and pick up on the almost harsh tone behind your words; snapping him out of his trance as he realized he had been staring at you. Blinking, your eyes met his and you wondered if Heeseung had ever looked at you like that before.

You frowned, ‘’We’re done, aren’t we?’’

Heeseung just stared at you for a moment before giving you a small nod, leaving you to furrow your eyebrows together; your lips parting as you were about to ask him why he was looking at you like that, almost like you had managed to offend him in some way - before he tore his eyes off you and walked away.

And there you were, left standing behind the bleachers all on your own; your throat slightly aching as the feeling of Heeseung’s fingertips ghosting over your skin lingered, accompanied by the unfamiliar look in his eyes that had burned into your mind.

Lee Heeseung confused you.

Running his fingers through his hair, a low sigh escaped Heeseung’s lips as he made his way down the hallway; trying his hardest to ignore the sudden burdensome feeling that had spread across his chest.

‘’No fucking way,’’ A voice spoke up from behind him, ‘’Who was it?’’ Heeseung immediately recognized the voice, his steps coming to a halt as he turned around; his eyes landing on his shorter friend. 

He had heard someone almost running after him, after all.

‘’Chenle,’’ He let out, immediately catching onto the curious look in his friend's wide eyes; a small frown forming on his lips as Chenle let out a laugh, placing his hand on the taller boy’s shoulder. ‘’I told you, that place is fucking amazing, right? Now who was it, Yunjin?’’

Heeseung placed his bottom lip in between his teeth, staring at his friend; his eyes wide and a small smirk plastered on his lips, and Heeseung realized he had fucked up.

He had fucked up badly.

‘’I have no idea what you’re talking about.’’

A groan emerged from the back of Chenle’s throat as Heeseung attempted to walk past him, the grip he had on his friend’s shoulder hardening in an attempt to stop him from leaving. ‘’C’mon man, I literally saw you leaving from across the parking lot,’’

With his eyes fluttering shut and inhaling through his nose, Heeseung realized the spot wasn’t as good as he originally thought - otherwise he wouldn’t be here, with Chenle grabbing onto his shoulder and staring at him with big eyes; filled with anticipation as he waited for his friend to tell him what had gone down behind the bleachers.

Or with who, more specifically.

Letting a sigh escape his lips, Heeseung opened his eyes to look at his friend - when a thought suddenly hit him.

Parting his lips, he realized there was one thing he could still do to somewhat fight back the thoughts that were currently clouding his mind.

It was only fair, right? With a heavy feeling still lingering in his chest, a small smirk formed on his lips; placing his tongue in between his teeth. It wasn’t fair that he was the only one carrying this heavy feeling around, he thought, right? It was only fair that he did what he was about to do - at least according to Heeseung, and the urge to get rid of whatever the feeling that was only spreading further and further, threatening to swallow him whole any second.

If he was going down, you were going down with him.

‘’Alright,’’ Placing his own hand on his friend’s shoulder, causing his shorter friend’s eyes to widen even more in anticipation, ‘’You really wanna know?’’

A strange, almost surreal feeling had settled deep into your chest.

Maybe it was the fact that almost a whole week had passed since your knees hit the grass behind the football field and Heeseung had yet to utter a single word to you, or maybe it was the fact that Chenle had been awfully distant - you weren’t too sure, but something had caused a bizarre feeling to plant its roots deep within your chest; tugging at your heart every now and then.

Perhaps it was all Heeseung’s fault, as most things were; Heeseung had always been the root of most of your problems after all, especially after that one night.

Chenle’s birthday party, the first night you allowed yourself to get sucked into the world of Lee Heeseung, the world you had feared ever since his laugh had echoed through the hallways of your middle school; it was kind of ironic, you thought, how things had changed - yet everything remained the same.

You still loathed Heeseung, the hatred for the boy running deep within your veins and just the mere sight of him made you want to curl into a ball and never look him in the eyes ever again. Your hatred for the boy remained the same, just like it had formed years back, it still haunted you to the point where nothing but repulsion spread across your chest every time you caught a glimpse of him.

Until one day, it didn’t.

At least not in the same way it had once used to, and even though the repulsion and hatred still lingered; it was now clear to you that something had shifted.

So with a heavy feeling of uncertainty and confusion, you were left with nothing but your own thoughts and the memory of Heeseung’s touch, his rough fingertips digging into your skin and his tongue dancing with your own - you realized that Heeseung was, indeed, the root of most of the problems that occurred in your life.

For once, you thanked Heeseung for once again making your life difficult, as Friday night rolled around and you had the perfect excuse not to attend Chenle’s weekly parties. This time, however, it wasn’t Chenle who wanted you there; it was Sungchan who had begged you over the phone to show up, that he wouldn’t survive without you being there; to which you only replied that he shouldn’t go if he felt that way, because you weren’t going to show up.

You should’ve known that life always seems to have different plans for you, though. Especially when the clock hit midnight and Sungchan’s contact info had taken up the screen of your screen multiple times within the span of two minutes, and you realized that perhaps you shouldn’t have thanked Heeseung - because at the end of the day, he never failed to ruin your life in one way or another.

You had yet to know just how and what he had done this time around, and something was telling you you were about to find out.

‘’Please Y/N,’’ Sungchans pleading from the other side of the phone was starting to get on your nerves, a low groan leaving the back of your throat as you rubbed your eyes. ‘’I’ll do anything, just please come pick me up,’’ Your best friend’s begging, muffled by the sound of loud music and people yelling in the background left a sour taste in your mouth. You truly weren’t planning on going.

‘’Well,’’ You let out with a sigh as you kicked your feet off the side of your bed, ‘’I told you not to go in the first place.’’ Sungchan just sighed at your remark and even though you couldn’t even see him, you knew he was rubbing his forehead in annoyance. ‘’Dude,’’ He let out, ‘’Just come pick me up.’’ You shut your eyes, deciding that maybe you owed it to him; he had been there for you more times than you could count, and maybe picking him up from a party he desperately wanted to get away from was the last you could do.

‘’Fuck you for ruining my Friday night,’’ You groaned as your feet hit the floor by your bed, running your fingertips through your hair as you spoke. A small chuckle was heard coming from the other side of the phone. ‘’We’ll go get some snacks and hang out instead, okay? I’ll treat you to it, consider it a token of my gratitude.’’

His words caused a small smile to form on your lips and you realized that maybe you just had to spend some time with your best friend in order to oppress the heavy feeling that had settled inside of your chest.

Chenle had always been a terrible drunk, something you had first realized the first time he got drunk and he cried in your arms; leaving you and Sungchan to take care of him. Now, years later, it seemed like nothing had changed; despite his position as a declared fratboy.

Especially as you walked down the road leading to the party, spotting Chenle hanging off Sungchans arms as you got closer; and you suddenly felt thankful that you decided to stay home, knowing you’d be in Sungchans position if you would’ve caved in and listened to Sungchan’s pleading for you to go with him.

‘’Gosh, how much has he had to drink?’’ You mumbled as you got closer, Sungchans head snapping in your direction as your voice echoed through the empty stress; almost blending together with the loud music coming from the house a few feet away. Sungchan let a sigh mixed with a chuckle as he desperately tried to hold onto the boy hanging off his arms, ‘’Enough to be blabbering about random shit.’’

A chuckle trailed off your own lips as you scanned the boy, his head low and trying his best to stand upright, failing miserably to do so, and if it wasn’t because of the grip Sungchan had on his arms; he most likely would’ve hit the ground a long time ago.

Your sudden presence, however, seemed to catch the drunk boy’s attention; his gaze shifting from the ground to look at you, and you almost frowned as his eyes widened in what could only be described as pure shock. ‘’There she is!’’ He exclaimed, raising his hand to point at you; causing you to raise one of your eyebrows. ‘’You missed me that much?’’ You playfully let out, tilting your head as a small smile decorated your lips.

The dry chuckle that left Chenle’s throat took you by surprise, his gaze landing on the ground below him once more. ‘’No,’’ He dryly let out, ‘’Why the fuck would I ever miss you when you’re a liar?’’

The small smile that formed on your lips a few moments prior slowly faded, taken aback by the sudden words that had just trailed off his lips. ‘’’What?’’ You let out, your eyes landing on Sungchan; a low sigh leaving the taller boy's lips. ‘’I don’t know,’’ He mumbled, still trying to stabilize his drunken friend, ‘’He’s been going on about you lying to him all night, telling me I’m a bad friend for defending you.’’

The last words trailed off Sungchan’s lips in a chuckle, shaking his head as he looked down at the boy hanging off his arms. 

You, however? You were far away from laughing, no, instead you felt your throat beginning to close up.

‘’Defending me from what?’’ Your words almost came out choked and you wondered if any of the boys picked up on the shakiness in your voice; hoping that Sungchan had more to drink than it seemed. ‘’He keeps talking about you and Heeseung, I don’t know where he got that idea from but I keep telling him to knock it off,’’

Your lips slightly parted, but before you could say something another dry and muffled chuckle left Chenle’s lips. ‘’They’re hooking up, you stupid fuck.’’

Chenle’s harsh words caused another sigh to roll off Sungchan’s tongue accompanied by an eye roll, shaking his head in disbelief. ‘’Dude, you’re just being fucking mean now, knock it off, I mean it,’’ Chenle just remained quiet as Sungchan focused on trying to get him to stand up straight, failing to notice the fact that you had gone completely silent.

Fuck.

Debating whether or not to laugh it off, you remained silent; praying that Sungchan would just shrug it off as Chenle being the terrible drunk that he was and scold him for it in the morning, when the sound of someone walking down the driveway suddenly echoed through the quiet road.

‘’There you are,’’ A chuckle filled your ears, ‘’How much did you drink?’’

At that moment, you realized Heeseung had indeed found a way to ruin your life once again; this time by walking down the driveway with his hands shoved down his pockets. Chenle just mumbled something inaudible into Sungchan’s arms in reply, causing another snicker to leave Heeseung’s lips as he got closer.

The snicker, however, went silent as soon as his eyes landed on you and you wondered if your sudden presence took him by surprise - or if it was the distressed look on your face that made his laughter die down.

‘’We’re leaving,’’ Sungchan let out, his voice monotone as he spoke. ‘’Can you take him back inside and make sure he sobers up?’’ Heeseung tore his eyes off of you, looking over at your friend before letting his eyes dart down to the boy hanging off his arms, nodding his head. ‘’Yeah, whatever,’’ Heeseung mumbled, getting ready to grab onto Chenle to bring him inside.

Oh, how you wished he would’ve done just that.

You wished he would’ve left as quickly as he came, that he would’ve taken Chenle inside, that he would’ve left you and Sungchan alone so you could go hang out and forget about what had just happened; that Sunghcan would’ve just assumed that whatever Chenle had said about you and Heeseung was nothing but drunken rambling and years of built up annoyance from the hatred you shared for his friend.

But of course, things never seemed to go your way whenever Lee Heeseung was present; your current situation being no exception.

‘’No,’’ Chenle mumbled, standing up straight as his eyes landed on Heeseung. ‘’Tell him.’’ Heeseung just raised one of his eyebrows, his hands still in the air from trying to grab onto his friend. ‘’Tell him what, dude?’’ He questioned and as his eyes suddenly landed on you, you realized he knew exactly what the boy in front of him was talking about.

‘’That you and Y/N are messing around.’’

Silence.

Complete, utter silence.

Until Heeseung shrugged his shoulders, his eyes still glued on you; and by the small, playful smirk that had begun to form on his lips; you felt your world slowly come crumbling down around you.

‘’You haven’t told him yet? Hiding things from your best friends now, are you Y/N?’’

And just like that, by letting one simple sentence trail off the tip of his tongue, Lee Heeseung once again reminded you of just how cruel he could be.

‘’Fuck off Heeseung,’’ Sungchan suddenly hissed, his eyes glued to the boy standing beside him; his harsh words causing Heeseung to stare at the boy in front of him with raised eyebrows. ‘’You really didn’t know?’’ The chuckle that left Heeseung’s lips following his question caused a shiver to run down your spine, accompanied by the realization that both your best friends were about to find out what you had been hiding from them.

Clicking his tongue against the roof of his mouth, Heeseung’s eyes landed on you once again and you could tell he was amused by the clear state of distress you were in; his eyes scanning your wide ones before darting down to your shaking hands. ‘’Go on Y/N,’’ He chuckled, ‘’Tell them, tell them how you’ve been messing around with me.’’

You weren’t sure if the tears that were now prickling in the corners of your eyes were from anger or distress, feeling the need to grab onto Sungchan and get as far away as possible; to tell him Heeseung was full of shit, that you hadn’t been messing around with him - anything to get away from the situation that was currently unfolding.

But instead, you remained standing, feeling glued to the ground as you realized there was no way out. Heeseung had caged you in, and by the amused look in his eyes; you realized that this was how he enjoyed you the most. Having you caged in, never letting you out of his grasp.

You tore your eyes off Heeseung, only to be met by Sungchan looking straight at you. And the moment your eyes met his, you swore that if your whole world hadn’t already crashed around you yet; it most certainly did the moment you spotted the confusion lingering in your best friend’s eyes. 

He knew, and you knew he knew.

Even though your lips were parted like you were about to say something; you knew you didn’t have to say anything, he could easily tell by the tears threatening to spill past your lower lashline and your apologetic eyes. ‘’Are you serious?’’ He breathed, his eyes still glued on you; causing you to bite down on your lower lip. ‘’I was going to tell you, I promise,’’ You let out, your voice shaky from the sudden confrontation and overwhelming feeling of being exposed.

You tried to decipher the look on your best friend's face, to no avail. His lips were slightly parted and you wondered whether it was disappointment or hurt lingering behind his soft features. Perhaps it was a mix of both.

‘’What the fuck,’’ He let out, shaking his head and you realized it was indeed disappointment lingering behind both his facial expressions and words, causing you to shake your head. ‘’Let’s go talk about it, yeah? I’ll explain, I promise,’’ Your voice almost broke as you spoke, the desperation and panic being evident in your voice as you so desperately tried to get your best friend to listen to you.

Slightly furrowing his eyebrows, he just stared at you; watching as your bottom lip quivered and tears threatened to drop onto your cheeks. ‘’No,’’ He let out, grabbing onto Chenle once more, ‘’No, I’m not doing this shit,’’ He mumbled, tearing his eyes off of you before wrapping an arm around the boy leaning into his arms.

Your eyes followed his every movement as even more panic settled in, he wasn’t going to listen to you. He wasn’t going to let you explain, let you explain why or how this happened in the first place; no, he was simply just going to leave without letting you explain. 

‘’No, Sungchan,’’ You desperately let out, a broken chuckle emerging from the back of your best friend's throat interrupting you. ‘’Fuck you, Y/N, and fuck you too, Heeseung.’’ He spat, his gaze landing on you before letting his eyes dart to the lanky boy standing beside him, the boy who had remained quiet ever since he exposed your shared relationship.

Almost reaching out to grab onto his arm from preventing him from leaving, you raised your hand; just to retract as quickly as you raised it. There was no point, and you knew there wasn’t. He wasn’t going to listen to you, not right now.

Watching as Sungchan dragged Chenle back into the house, the loud music still being heard coming from inside; you were left alone, your eyes landing on the boy standing in front of you once again.

With a small smirk on his lips, he took in the state of you; his hands still shoved down the front pockets of his hands and the dangly earring that had once brushed against your skin as his lips left small kisses down your neck dangling from one of his ears - you felt disgusted. 

‘’What the fuck, Heeseung,’’ You whispered, your bottom lip still quivering as you spoke and a tear finally dropped onto the skin of your cheek. ‘’What have you done?’’ A low snort left the back of his throat as you spoke, one of his hands slipping out of the pocket of his pants before pointing at himself. ‘’Me?’’ He let out, both his eyebrows raised before shaking his head. ‘’This,’’ He let out, pointing his finger at you instead, ‘’Is all your doing, not mine.’’

Shaking your head, you let another tear make its way down your cheek as you stared at the boy in front of you in disbelief. ‘’You’re fucking cruel, Heeseung,’’ You let out, pointing your own finger at him as his hand fell down his side. He just stared at you for a moment, before a dry chuckle ripped through his chest.

‘’You were the one who was all over me, Y/N, don’t you dare blame me for fucking over your friends by lying to them, that’s all on you,’’

His words caused you to chuckle in disbelief. The chuckle was dry and if you would've looked close enough, you would’ve been able to see that Heeseung was taken aback by your sudden laughter. But you didn’t, no, instead you inhaled through gritted teeth as your pointer finger came into contact with the boy's chest. 

‘’You are fucking miserable, you know that?’’ You hissed, your voice shaky as you spoke. ‘’All you fucking do is ruin things, Heeseung, not only for others but for yourself,’’ Heeseung just stared down at you as you continued speaking, your pointer finger hitting his chest repeatedly as fresh tears dropped down your cheeks. ‘’You’re cruel for leading me on, you’re cruel for even coming onto me in the first place,’’

Looking up at him, you shook your head. ‘’And this? Whatever this is,’’ You continued, pointing between the two of you, ‘’It ends now.’’

Another snort was heard coming from the boy standing in front of you. ‘’Whatever this is? This is nothing, Y/N, there is nothing to end,’’ He spat at you, ‘’There was never anything to begin with.’’

Feeling like someone had just struck you with a knife, jabbing it deep into your heart before twisting it; you just stared at the boy in front of you. His face remained emotionless as your fingertip remained pressed up against his chest, clenching your jaw before letting your hand fall down your side. ‘’Fuck you, Heeseung,’’ You whispered, scared that your voice would break if you spoke any louder, ‘’Fuck you for even coming into my life.’’

Walking past him, you let your shoulder brush against his own; the impact causing him to lightly stumble; slightly turning his body to look at you while you walked away from him, using your fingertips to desperately wipe away the tears that had fallen from your eyes.

With an aching feeling that had now settled deep into your chest, replacing the heavy feeling that had once lingered; you realized that Heeseung had managed to take you down one final time.

And with a clenched jaw and his fingernails digging into the palms of his hands, Heeseung realized that you, too, had managed to take him down.

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SEND FOR ME . — p. jongseong

pairings: exboyfriend!jay x fembodied!reader

wordcount: 1.7k

a/n: well .. jay brainrot. that’s all i have to say for myself. enjoy this lil drabble i threw together ! :’)

warnings: SMUT ! MDNI . | smut with no real plot, dom!jay

“the scars on your heart are still mine.”

FROM WHERE JAY WAS STANDING, YOU WERE POSSIBLY THE PRETTIEST THING HE HAD EVER SEEN.

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⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ endless love pt2 - lee heeseung.

pairing. husband! dad!heeseung x afab!reader

genre. pure fluff, smut (not that much), a little (?) suggestive.

warnings. smut (minors strictly dni), unprotected sex (both receiving), morning sex, overuse of nicknames (such as baby, baby girl, princess etc), mentions of pregnancy — the first half is just smut and then fluff goes through. please tell me if i need to add more.

a/n. since yall liked the first one.. i’m back with part two <3 to be honest, i felt a little disappointed on this one, but i hope its good enough ehe. i might be making this a series, which i am excited about,, just worried about my lack of writing. so please, just stay with me </3 enjoy reading, mls 🤍

you were on the couch with haeun on your lap while she was sleeping in your arms as your husband just got home from work. he quietly walked in to prevent any noise, tip-toeing his way towards the both of you.

“hi, love.” he whispered, placing a peck on your lips before sitting beside your figure. “how was work?” you asked, continuing to pat haeun’s back. “it’s the same every week.” he sighed.

“you should at least take a day off, baby.” you said, pushing the strands of his hair away from his face. “i have a lot to catch up on. but soon, maybe." he said, resting his head on the pillows.

"you know, she never stops crying because she misses you so much." you chuckled. "really?" you nodded. "her eyes are even puffy." he lets out a small laugh before placing a soft kiss on her chubby cheeks, making her slightly awake.

"daddy?"

"good sleep princess?” heeseung grins, her tiny arms trying to reach out to him. he slowly lifts her up as you let him take her to put herself on his as she adorably hugs his neck. "such a daddy's girl." you tsked, giggling after. "and she got it from you." he warm-heartedly smiles as you did the same.

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you had just put haeun to sleep in her room before walking back to yours, softly knocking on the door first. “are you still awake?” seeing him with his laptop on his lap while typing something. “not tired yet, figured i’d catch up on work beforehand.”

“can you hug me?” you mumbled.

“c’mere.” he closed his laptop, placing it on the bedside table, doing the same with his specs. you smiled, walking towards him as you climbed in between his legs, your back against his upper half as he pulled the blankets back up again to cover the both of you.

you rested your head against his nape, as he leaned onto yours, melting into his touch with his arms hugging your waist. “everything okay?” you hummed in response. “just missed you.” you sighed, “was that why you were feeling down earlier?” he chuckles, caressing your arm.

“maybe,” you muttered. “.. yes.” letting out a laugh of embarrassment after. “i missed you too, love.” he kissed your temple. it was just quietness in the room, with his warmth hugging yours, the dim lights making the whole city outside shine bright from the windows.

“you know what else i missed?” you spoke, breaking the silence as he answered you with a sweet hum, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion.

you didn’t say anything else but to give him hints by lightly grinding your ass against his clothed bulge that was poking your back the entire time. “this.. i missed this.” you saw him smirk from the side of your eye, knowing he got what you meant.

“oh? so we’re doing this now, hm? such a tease.”you yelped in surprise as he lifted you up to turn you around to face him, quickly placing your hands on his chest to stabilise yourself as you were now straddling his lap. the provoking smirk he had on his face makes you even more needy.

you knew from the way his hands roamed on both sides of your body, both your faces inches away from eachother, with all his attention on your lips as he bit his own, smirking at his cuteness before smashing your lips on his.

you moaned into his mouth as he deepened the kiss more and more, along with way too much tongue, making you lean backwards, his hands on your back helping you uphold yourself with yours wrapped around his neck. the room was filled with the sound of a passionate make out, knowing its going to be skin to skin in just minutes.

heeseung swiftly broke the kiss, he knew you were out of breath too, your forehead touching his while you both admired eachother, heavy breathing filled the air.

before he began to unbutton your shirt, “heeseung— wait.” putting your hand on his wrist to stop him for a moment. “what if she wakes up.. ?” you mumbled. “our girl is a heavy sleeper, baby.” he reassured you. “i doubt shes even gonna open one eye.” he smiled, trying to hold back your laugh. “okay.. then,”

“please make love to me, hee.”

he smirked before pulling you in by your waist even more.

“whatever my baby girl wants.”

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after god knows how many rounds earlier, the two of you shared a bath together, your back was against his once again as he gently applied soap onto your skin, caressing slowly. resting your head on his nape while you softened into his touch, letting him do all the work.

“tired?” he asks, staring at your hazy eyes, nodding lazily in response. “couldn’t survive my dick long enough, huh?” you instantly sat up and hit him on the thigh, eliciting an ‘ow’ from his mouth. “okay, okay, i’m sorry.” he apologised, placing a kiss on your temple.

“morning sex tomorrow?” you unhesitatingly asked out of absolutely nowhere. “so needy.” he teased, “you always get hard from me grinding on you every morning so, not my fault.” you shrugged.

“and if haeun comes in while i’m balls deep inside you?” he raised his eyebrow, being clueless of what to say after since he’s right, she always walks in your room unattended. “well..”

“thats what i thought.” you sighed in defeat, noticing your pouty face, he chuckles at your cuteness.

“only this once.”

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7:32AM

you woke up to the sun shining on your face from the gap between the curtains, your husband still asleep beside you with his arms tightly swathed around your waist, slowly turning to position yourself to face him.

remembering the promise from last night, you immediately got on top of his body, leaning down to shower him with kisses on his neck — slowly sucking on his adams apple.

you heard him groan underneath you, feeling a pair of hands going under your shirt, going up and down your sides. “good morning.” you muttered, still placing kisses everywhere. “its still so early, baby.” his raspy voice sending shivers down your spine; or just making you more aroused.

“sorry.” you apologised, pushing yourself back up. “no no, keep going.” and you did so, he slightly leaned his head back to give you more space to place hickies on.

your hand went down at a slow pace, reaching his bulge, now palming him, prompting a deep moan from his mouth. you figured if you make this quick enough, you’ll have time to clean up before your daughter walks in out of nowhere. (definitely not wanting to traumatise the shit out of her)

“y/n..” he whispered under his breath, you pulled down his sweatpants, his dick springing out in an instant, already leaking pre-cum. surprised he wasn’t even wearing any boxers — easier for you anyway since you weren’t wearing panties either.

you sat up once again stroking his length a few times before lining it up in front of your hole. throwing your head back to the feeling after sinking down on him as he gently gripped on your thigh from the pleasure, lazily bouncing yourself on him while biting down on your lip to prevent your moans.

heeseung grabbed your waist and turned the both of you around, making you yelp in surprise. never thought he’d be more hotter with his eyes full of lust, hence you were now under him.

you cupped his face with your hands and pulled him into a kiss. a slow, and a passionate one. you loved whenever he hummed into your mouth, the love sessions with you are his favourites.

he gave you the softest thrusts ever, being the gentle and romantic dork he is, while moving his hips, not wanting to make you feel worse from last night. “you okay?” he asks, breaking the kiss to observe your face. “more than okay.” you smile affirmatively, pulling him back into the makeout.

“i love you.” he mumbled in between kisses while you grinned into it. “i love you more.” and you felt him twitch inside you, signalling he’s close. you wrapped your legs around his waist firmly as the both of you came at the same time — he plopped down onto you while you held onto him tightly.

“.. mommy?” a muffled voice came through from outside your room. “just in time.” he winked.

you quickly put on your pants and made your way to open the door, to reveal your mini you; her hair all messy, her barbie t-shirt rode up almost revealing half her belly, with her favourite teddy in her hands.

“good morning, baby,” you grinned, picking her up in your embrace as she instantly nuzzled her head into your neck before you walked back to the bed. you gave her to heeseung’s arms as he peppers her with kisses everywhere. “daddy, it tickles.” she whined, “can’t help it when my princess is just too cute.” he laughs.

she collapses herself onto his chest, still sucking on her little thumb. heeseung’s chin on her head as he pats her back. “daddy?” she lifts her head up, “yes, baby girl?” he hums sweetly.

“can we go to the park?” she pleaded, there was no way her daddy could ever say no to those genuine, glossy eyes. “whatever my girl wants.” he beamed, “family picnic?” you insisted. “picnic!” haeun yelled in excitement, the both of you giggled at her adorable expression.

“family picnic it is then.”

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one of your favourite things to do with these two was to match outfits — to be honest, it should be everyones favourite, you’re obsessed with it.

haeun was wearing an orange dress with long puffy sleeves; you were wearing the same thing, just a beige-ish colour. whereas your husband was wearing brown shorts, a white collared shirt with his sleeves rolled up to his elbow.

“everyone ready-”

“wait hold on, let me get something.” you ran into the room and picked up three pairs of sunglasses, you ran back at once and put the small one first on haeun, then you, then your hubby.

“now we’re ready.”

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haeun was playing on the grass with her daddy while you were setting up everything. you were relieved that the place was more peaceful than you thought.

“heeseung, love,” his attention onto you straight away. “help me with this, please? the wind keeps blowing it away.” you pout, stomping your feet on the ground like a little child.

“of course i will, m’lady.” he winked, again. “god, please stop doing that.” you were joking, you loved him doing that. he shakes his head while in laughter, then helping you with the picnic blanket.

after a short moment, you prepared the fruits and snacks. and like the aesthetic mom you are, it is a need to take photos, and then posting it on all socials.

“come eat you two,” you called out, putting your arms out before haeun came running into your, happily clapping her hands as she sits down on your lap.

you fed her cut up mangoes for a first — and she gobbles them up as if it was her last day on earth. “calm down, sweetheart. you’ll choke.” both her cheeks filled with the fruit making you and heeseung laugh at her cuteness.

“i still can’t believe we made her.” heeseung stares at her adoringly, then looks at you. “we might have another one coming, love. save the conversation for later.” you smirked, continuing to feed haeun.

she stops your hand all of a sudden, indicating shes full. “mommy?” she looked up at you, “mhm?”

“i want a brother.” you stopped what you were doing and looked at heeseung — he looked away while bursting out laughing. “soon baby, soon.” her hands went up in the air in joy as she waddled her way to his clasp.

“a brother, hm?” heeseung kissed her chin, nose, then forehead, and she nodded without hesitation. “we’ll see, princess.” giving her one last kiss on the cheek.

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I want angst to fluff

youre dating heejake but you feel like youre not bcs they are always together, when 3 of you are in dates they would always be close to eachother, so you decided to end thjngs with them, they were grieving so much and they only noticed they werent giving you affection, one time you posted on like insta or smth but the caption is " ty for being my friends you guys were the only one who were there for me" (insert pic of friends). Heejake saw your post and went to apologize to you but they saw you with jaywon , they were showering you with hugs and kisses on the cheek. so they decide if its the best to leave you alone, you were happy with heejake but not happy as jaywon.

IM SO SORRY IF ITS TOO LONG

a/n: no!! long asks means its a good thing!! I will have bigger idea and its been narrowed down to how you’d like it! so yes, I don’t mind getting long asks!!

WARNINGS: there is angst for the first part but don't worry! the ending was meh, i'm so sorry :')

WORD COUNT: 1.3K words

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don’t leave me

it had been a total 245 days since you’ve started dating these two boys. about 8 months or so. you love them both however, recently...you were feeling like a thirdwheel. you knew your two boyfriends were practically attached to the hip.

they were best friends since middle school, they practically grew up with each other. at first when dating them you knew what you were signing up for. you knew they were very close but you just didn't expect them to literally ignore you at times. it was like you weren't there at times and it hurt you.

you tried telling them about this. expressing your feelings. they did try to improve on it but then they just went back to how it was. you had enough with it, you couldn't deal with this anymore.

"let's break up." you told them as they were laughing in the living room talking about all the crazy fun things they had done together at the arcade. you weren't even invited to it.

it went silent. the two boys staring at you wide eyed. you looked away from them so you couldn't see their expressions. you knew you'd breakdown the moment you saw their faces. you still loved them a lot but you couldn't handle more of this. you didn't even feel like a friend, you’re just like an outsider to your relationship.

"what, why?" jake voices out. his tone was soft, he knew you'd cry any second now.

"just because." you simply said.

"babe-"

"i'll pack my bags and leave tonight. you two take care, alright?" you left the living room and went to your room.

it had been a month since the break up. you've moved out of their house and left not a single trace. you had such a hard time for the first 2 weeks. you didn't leave the bed. not even once. your two friends jay and jungwon had tried to pull you up. get you out and make you happy but it was hard.

jay and jungwon were a couple. though, they frequently deny they are in a relationship but it was obvious they liked each other. you assumed they didn’t want to put a label over their ‘relationship’.

jungwon nudges your shoulder, "hey there, pretty. here, a glass of water to sober you up."

jay drapes his jacket over you. you smiled at him and thanked him.

"look, i know you want to forget about them but sometimes it's okay to say that you miss them." jay says. you laid your head on jungwon's shoulder.

"is it obvious?"

"very." jungwon says. you smacked his arm. he chuckles and grabs your hand, playing with your fingers. you've never experienced this when you were dating heeseung and jake.

sure, they did a little affection but they did more together then with you. jay and jungwon always gave you the perfect affection. they both initiate it on you (despite being only friends with those two. it was simply platonic)

"you know...if you want them back, we could always devise a plan." jay says.

"a plan of revenge, hyung?" jungwon asks. jay smirks and ruffles jungwon's hair.

"god, now you are making me feel like a thirdwheel." you groaned.

"ah, no. you aren't a thirdwheel! you know we love you (name)."

"yeah yeah. just bring me home. i wanna sleep, i'm tired. i don't wanna deal with life anymore." you mumbled out. jay and jungwon sighed. they brought you home that night and tucked you into bed.

jay dials for jake.

“she’s asleep.”

“that’s great.” jake says.

jay sighs, “look, I know you two miss her. it’s obvious every time we hang out. I literally can see you two pouting every time we mention her.”

“we don’t-”

“cut that bullshit. you two love her a lot still and the break up was stupid. the three of you could’ve worked it out if you talked. (name) told you about it and you did nothing.”

“we did try something but it didn’t work. maybe we were never meant to both date her.”

“what do you mean. you both brought the best out of her. she was happy. yeah, she’s happy with us but she’s not as happy as when she was with you.”

“well it’s over.”

“not if you two get your asses back to her, get on your damn knees and apologise.”

“but she won’t-”

“jake, both me and jungwon love you but sometimes…I JUST WANNA SMACK THAT IDIOTIC FACE OF YOURS.” jay yells. jake winces.

“alright. we’ll go talk to her tomorrow.”

however, they never did. well in the morning nor afternoon but you heard the doorbell ring at like 1am. you had just gone out of bed to grab a glass of water since your throat felt dry. the moment you opened the door, you swore your heart dropped at the sight of your exes.

“(name).” heeseung says. you wanted to shut the door on them but you couldn’t. you were frozen in your spot. it’s been too long since you’ve seen them since the break up.

“we came to apologise.” jake adds.

“can we come in?” heeseung cautiously asks.

it was freezing and the two boys had simply thrown a hoodie over their body. you knew they both got cold easily and you would feel bad to let them freeze so you let them in your home.

all three of you settled on the couch in the living room. jake kneels down on the ground. you were shocked.

“(name). we are so sorry.” he voices out. heeseung does the same and kneels in front of you.

“boys, get up.” you pulled them up. “why are you doing this?”

“we can’t forget about you, (name).”

“we also feel awful about ignoring you. we didnt intentionally do it. it’s just-”

“our first time getting into this kind of polyamorous relationship. moreover, you are our first girlfriend.”

“we didn’t know how to act and to be honest, it was a jerk move to completely ignore you and not communicate with you.”

“you deserve the world, (name). we didn’t treasure you enough and for that…we’re extremely sorry.” jake says. the moment you looked up to meet their eyes, you noticed the tears falling from both of their faces.

“jake, heeseung.” you pulled them into a hug. it felt too long, you missed this. you missed them. however, you knew you’d be a fool to accept them back. what if they continued with the same thing again?

you let go of them once all three of you calmed down.

“I’ll be honest, I don’t know if I’ll be ready to fully accept you guys back. i’m afraid that you guys might ignore me again and we’d just go back to how it was. i don’t want that to happen.” you say. they nod.

“we completely understand. we should leave, thank you for hearing our apology (name).” heeseung says. he pays jake’s shoulders and jake stands up. poor jake sniffles, he already feels like crying once again.

“wait.” you say. they turned around and you hugged them again. “i love the both of you.”

“we love you too.”

they left that night feeling guilty and sad. however, nothing could fully prepare themselves for when you appeared at their front door. kissing the living daylights out of heeseung since he opened the door.

it had been too long. since you’ve felt your lips against his.

“hyung, who was at- the front door..” jake pauses. he did not expect to see you. you pulled away from heeseung and turned your head to meet jake’s eyes.

“umm hi?” jake says. you walked over to him and pulled his onto his collar before smashing your lips against his. jake yelps in surprise. he wasn’t complaining though, your kiss was truly something else.

his hands wrapped around your waist. you pulled away.

“why did you-”

“i know i’m stupid but I really don’t want you guys gone from my life. i really love you two. i umm, can we try this over?”

both heeseung and jake looked at each other.

“of course.” jake pulls you into a hug.

[kookiemonster123]

♫𝐏𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐲, 𝐣𝐮���𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲♫

⚘warnings⚘: smut, fem bodied reader, cunnilingus, face riding, brief handjob, face fucking, oral (m + f receiving) Jake cums a lot and reader swallows, possible grammatical errors

“I’m not gonna tell you again, sit”

“J-Jake”

you gasp, hands gripping the headboard for dear life as your boyfriend pulls you back down on his face, his thick lips encasing your clit and sucking hard resulting in another wave of slick gushing from your sensitive cunt. You pinched your sensitive nipples as you started to grind your pussy against his tongue desperately. You whined loudly, reveling in the feeling of his tongue dipping into your entrance and fucking itself in and out of your hole. Jake pulled away for air briefly mumbling “Fuck you’re so sweet” before diving back in.

He grabbed handfuls of your ass as you rode his face, moaning into your cunt when you reached back and took his hard dick in your small hand, pumping it to the best of your ability.

“ngh...It feels so good!” your voice cracked as tears stung in your eyes and rolled down your hot cheeks. One of your hands left the headboard, pulling on tufts of Jakes curly black hair as your grinding got more erratic, breathing picking up as you felt yourself getting close. Jake slapped your ass harshly, spurring you on as you used him for your pleasure. Your pussy was sopping wet, making lewd clicking sounds as you fell into sweet oblivion, not even realizing that you had stopped stroking Jake to bury both hands in his hair and push him closer to you. He let you ride out your orgasm, and gently laid you on the bed before getting up.

“Where are you going?” You said resting your head on your hand as you stared at him intently, knowing what he was about to say. “I’m going to get a washcloth to clean you up love” you stood up from the bed, legs slightly shaky but a mission in mind. “No you’re not.” You pushed his shoulders strongly, sitting him back down on the bed. You sunk into your knees, taking his dick in your hand. It seemed even harder that the last time you touched it if at all possible. Jakes cheeks flushed, as he bit his lip. “You don’t have to do that—“ his words got caught in his throat as you licked the vein on the underside of his cock, giggling when it twitched against your tongue.

“Of course I do, look how hard you are.” You lowered your grip to the base, relaxing your jaw as you took him deep into your mouth, as deep as your gag reflex would allow. He groaned, brushing your hair out of your face before gathering it all into his fist and forming a makeshift ponytail. He shuddered when he locked eyes with you, your eyes innocent even with a mouthful of his dick.

His hips bucked up subconsciously and you gagged around him. “Shit, sorry baby” he winced and you pulled off of him. “It’s okay. I can take it.” you said and Jakes mouth fell open as he pushed your head back down on him, guiding you by your hair. He leaned back on his arm using the leverage to gently thrust into your mouth. “This fucking mouth…so good” he babbled as his thrusts got more bold and powerful. His balls slapped your chin with his movements and at one point he pulled out of your mouth to slap his dick against your cheek, smearing a mix of saliva and precum on your skin.

“You look so pretty slobbering all over my cock” he praised as his hips started to stutter and he knew he was going to bust soon. “Where do you want me to cum?”

You didn’t answer verbally, simply fondling his balls and hollowing your cheeks, sucking him harder as he fucked your mouth quickly. “Ah, ah, F-FUCK Y/N!” He pushed your head all the way down, your nose buried in his neat patch of pubic hair as he came down your throat. He could feel you swallowing around his dick and he shook with sensitivity as you released his softening length with a ‘pop’.

Jake panted as he looked down at you, and you were a mess. Drops of white decorated your breasts, a clear sign of the big load he fed you. “Messy baby” he mumbled as he watched you sit on the bed next to him. “Can you get a washcloth please? I feel sticky and gross.” You whined and Jake rolled his eyes playfully.

“Oh NOW you want the washcloth?”

“Yes. And before your children dry up please” you say snarkily.

he chuckles and kisses your forehead lovingly before going to retrieve the warm towel.

“Sure thing my love.”

[kookiemonster123]

swallow - lee heeseung.

pairing. heeseung x fem!reader

warnings. smut (minors strictly dni), blowjob (him receiving), pussy eating (yn receiving), explicit language, use of nicknames, dirty talk, suggestive, kinda cum play (?). please tell me if i need to add more.

a/n. i thought of pink hair heeseung and boom. i made this filthy ass fic. i contribute in being heeseungs hair stylist and dyeing it pink again 🫡💪🏼 ITS A NEED. i was about to make this car sex, but nvm 💔 i will make one soon tho </3 erm this is specifically for the horny people, and thats me. so enjoy to all <3

with heeseung controlling the steering wheel while his free hand was holding onto your thigh, fuck he looked so hot.

the two of you are on the way home from an event, there was still two hours left till it was over, but heeseung couldn’t resist staring at you with your black, satin dress, your beautiful, soft skin revealing from head to toe, there was no way he could handle from getting hard because of you.

fun thing is, you did it all on purpose, and you’re definitely proud of yourself. seeing him struggle to bite back his cheekiest smirk while he couldn’t take his eyes off you.

the way he was caressing your thigh, his side profile looking sharp and handsome as ever, butterflies going crazy in your stomach.

“did we really have to go home early just because you couldn’t keep it in your pants?” you chuckled, but were you wrong though? “oh please, y/n. you don’t know how much i was struggling out there.” he sighed afterwards, laughing at his cuteness.

“i’ll let you have me when we get home.” you winked.

“hm, is that so?” he said, turning his head to the side while biting his bottom lip to hold back his smile. “don’t want it? guess we’ll have to miss out tonight-” you instantly squealed when he pinched your skin, letting out an ‘ow’, and heeseung laughed.

“i’m ruining you tonight.”

the both of you were already at the door to your shared apartment, while hungrily making out. your arms wrapped tightly around his neck, heeseung reached into his pocket to get the card to open the door, putting it near the handle making a beep sound, signalling its open.

moaning into his mouth as you were pushed against the kitchen counter. heeseung quickly lifted the bottom hem of your dress up before picking you up, placing you on the cold surface, his tongue fighting with yours in your mouth.

after breaking the kiss for a short while, heeseung slowly leaned you down, your back meeting with the counter so you could give him a better view. he gently spreads your legs, the patch of wetness forming onto your panties.

“so wet and needy.. all for me, hm?” he spoke under his breath. “n- need you, please.. hee.” you said, breathlessly. heeseung smirked before playing with the waistbands of your underwear, then pulling them straight down.

“i’ll make you feel good, baby.” putting his arms under your legs, and he wasted no time on diving into your cunt, now licking each and every part. your moans and whimpers became more louder, your neighbours could even hear it.

heeseung slipped his tongue into your hole, the way he was hitting each and every spot, you swore you could’ve came right then and there.

“so fucking sweet.” you giggled at his compliment, running your fingers through his hair as your eyes rolled to the back of your head from the immense pleasure.

his nose prodding against your folds, as his tongue was still deep inside your hole, he groaned from how delicious you tasted, you never knew how much heeseung was so turned on by you till right now, but you thought it was cute anyway.

you could feel the familiar knot tightening in your stomach, “—fuck, hee.. i’m close.” he slightly tapped your hip giving you permission to reach your high.

a few more licks on your cunt and you came undone on his tongue, your back arched as you tried to stabilise yourself on the counter with both your arms.

were you this downbad to the point where you came so quickly? gosh.

the kitchen was filled with your breathless sounds, whereas heeseung was still cleaning every spot that still had your juices on them.

“why so quick?” he laughed as you hit him lightly on his chest. “you did good for me, baby. so good.”

after several moments, instead of wiping his mouth, heeseung pulled you up from your waist and smashed his lips onto yours, making you taste yourself from the corner of his lips.

still passionately kissing, he picked you up once again and made his way to the couch, placing you down steadily. you instantly pulled him beside you on the couch, climbing on him, now straddling his lap.

“it’s my turn.”

closing the gap again while unbuttoning his shirt, sliding your hand down to feel his pretty, tanned abs. smiling in between kisses as you began your way down, kissing his jaw, neck, chest, stomach, now in between his legs, face to face with his clothed bulge.

knowing what you were going to do, he let you do the work, watching your every move as you start to unzip his pants, easily pulling them straight down, along with his boxers, then pulling out his length. already excited from the sight of pre-cum leaking from the tip.

he sighed as you then stroked his cock a few times, you doing the same from how big he was in your hands. you gave him kitten licks on his slit, teasing him for a first off. “fuck.. y/n, don’t tease.” you smiled smugly, feeling him twitch in your hands before taking him whole.

you lowered your head and opened your mouth on his dick, heeseung immediately threw his head back from the pleasure. it’s like your gag reflex wasn’t even there anymore, so you moved in further. you swallowed around him, your tongue swirling around his slit, eliciting a small groan from his mouth.

he swore he could’ve saw his cock bulge in your throat as you went further, increasing your speed. “shit—, y/n, holy fuck-” choking on his words from how good your mouth felt around him. “—fucking hell,” grabbing a fistful of your hair.

to your surprise, he bucked his hips into your mouth, and you surprisingly gagged. your eyes were getting teary, gripping your hands onto his thigh, indicating for him to stop.

your eyes were shut closed, jaw already hurting from how big he was, doubting that you’d be able to even talk after all this.

throwing his head back again with his mouth agape, smirking while biting his bottom lip as he looked down at how already fucked out you were. you felt him twitch in your mouth, signalling he’s close.

and with that, with all the energy you have left, you bobbed your head up and down faster, sucking and swallowing each part, using your hands to help you as well.

“fuckfuckfuckfuck,” a few more movements and you felt his thick, hot cum shoot into your mouth, possible down your throat too. you quickly disconnected yourself from his dick, putting your hands on his knees to push yourself up, straddling his lap again.

heeseung with his hazy eyes, looking at you confused as you tilted his chin down with your thumb. “open,” you demanded, his seed still unswallowed. and he did as told, spitting his cum into his mouth.

“and swallow.”

you grinned cheekily, seeing his adam’s apple bob up and down, indicating he swallowed everything. “seems like i ruined you today, huh?” you softly laughed, your boyfriend doing the same, his chest heaving from how tired he was, there was no way he’s giving up at this time.

“you think i’m done with you? hm? guess you’re not going to be able to walk in the morning.” he smirks, dominating your lips once again with his.

oh, well that’s what you definitely expected.

YOURSJAEYUN est. 2023 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

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[kookiemonster123]

sleep thots: drunk heeseung

3 am sex with Heeseung would be amazing, especially when you can hear him whimpering in your ears, trying to speak but miserably choke on every word that dares to come out of his mouth.

But tipsy Heeseung wouldn't stop even after arriving home, because the alcohol is actually quite effective when it comes to bringing out his flirty side.

But tipsy Heeseung wouldn't stop even after arriving home, because the alcohol is actually quite effective when it comes to bringing out his flirty side.

But tipsy Heeseung wouldn't stop even after arriving home, because the alcohol is actually quite effective when it comes to bringing out his flirty side.

He would say that he feels hot, like literally hot and start undressing in the middle of your saloon, not even letting you carry him to your bedroom.

Only after you get naked like he was, he would accept taking a shower, because according to what he says, seeing you with so many clothes on also causes him to feel warm, even after he removed every single piece of fabric that he was wearing.

I know, he was middle school level cheesy, but what could you say? He was standing there naked and well, he was Heeseung, were you gonna say no?

Nope, no way in hell.

So of course you followed his words and get rid of your clothes, not because you were starving for his dick or anything, and helped him get to the bathroom, all the while he was playing fight with your tits.

Okay, so what if he liked slapping your tits and pinching your nipples until they turned red? He was feeling a little touchy, nothing about that was childish, right?

Except, he did not know where to draw the red line.

With a cocky smirk on his face, he shoved you inside the shower as soon as you closed the door of the bathroom, cornering you between his body and the wall. And to your luck, (un)fortunately he wasn't any less strong when he was drunk, which gave you no opportunity to run away.

Well well well, guess you had no choice but to accept what was about to come to your way. Huh, wasn't that fantastic — I mean, wasn't that just terrible?

There was also a one little detail that you loved about tipsy Heeseung, and it was the fact that he'd become even more romantic than he already normally was while drunk.

Which of course, meant nothing other than love songs being sung to your ear while Heeseung's hands roam all over your body, feeling every inch of you on his fingertips as he grinded his dick against your core.

Yes, everything would be increadibly sloppy but you would love it, chasing after his lips with yours while he pokes your hole with his tip. No matter how impatient you feel, Heeseung would take his time on you, only to make you beg more, to make you come undone without actually doing anything to you.

And it would be safe to say that he would get exactly what he wants , because by the time the clock hits 3 and he falls weak on the knees from overstimulation, you would be the dictionary meaning of the word "mess" — filled with cum and fucked with desire, just the way you prayed to be.

A/n: this was done in 20 mins just so I can let my frustration out 😭 I hope it doesn’t suck bc it’s 4 am rn and I can’t sleep 🧍🏻‍♀️ anywho thank you for reading this abomination, I hope you enjoyed 🥹🫶🏼

A bonus bc you stayed 🥹🫶🏼

[kookiemonster123]

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ endless love - lee heeseung. ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

pairing: husband! dad!heeseung x f!reader

genre. pure fluff, smut, suggestive.

warnings. smut (minors strictly dni), unprotected sex (both receiving), boob sucking, explicit language, overuse of nicknames (such as princess, baby, baby girl etc), heavy dirty talk, mentions of pregnancy. but most of it are just fluff. please tell me if i need to add more.

a/n. this is my first time writing dad!hee shbejshs and i genuinely hope you guys like it 🤍 and tbh, i’m kinda proud of it hehe. i think this is the longest i’ve ever written before, i stayed up till 3am just to finish all of this lol it was worth it tho. i wanted to say thanks to @heetro and @excusememissiloveyou for helping me with some things, i love yall sm 🥺

"wake up sweetheart, you have school." you say, caressing your daughters hair as she was still half asleep, whining in your arms.

“i don’t want to go mommy,” she whines.

“we can get ice cream after, how does that sound, baby?” a big smile plasters on her face as she excitingly gets out of bed.

you follow her out the door, seeing your husband sitting at the counter drinking his everyday coffee. heeseung spreads his arms out as his daughter came running into his embrace, smiling at the heartwarming sight.

“my princess has woken up, hm?” he said, kissing her forehead. “are you ready for school?” she shakes her head while pouting, he laughs at her adorableness.

heeseung places her on the seat beside him, waiting for whatever you were making for breakfast. “what do you want with your pancakes sweetie?” you asked, “mangos!” she yells in excitement.

you sat beside her while getting the cutting board ready. watching your every move as you slowly cut up the mango bit by bit to not get hurt.

she takes a piece, struggling to put it in her mouth. “sweetheart, thats too big, it’ll get messy. here, i’ll cut it up a bit more.” you caught heeseung smirking as you looked up, trying to hold back your laugh.

“shut it.” you mouthed, continuing to feed your daughter.

⠀˳ْ  ○ . 📏 . 𓄹 . 𑁍

“all ready?” heeseung smiles as his daughter’s tiny hand holds his finger, dangling the car keys while getting ready to get out of the door.

“alright, just tell your teacher if anything bad happens, okay?” bending down to tidy up her dress, sighing after.

“she’ll be fine, baby. i doubt anything is going to happen.” he reassured you. “it’s her second day, i don’t know why i’m worried.” you pout, crossing your arms, heeseung smiles at how much you represent her.

“she’s a strong girl, and you are too.” slightly leaning down to kiss your temple, feeling more relaxed at his words.

“daddy, lets go!” she whined, pulling on his hand. “i’ll be back in a bit, love.” kissing your temple once again before you went to hug her to say goodbye.

⠀˳ْ  ○ . 📏 . 𓄹 . 𑁍

“did she go off well?” your eyes still glued on the food that you were making for later.

“she did,” he smiled softly, “and she had already made great friends.” putting the keys elsewhere before placing a peck on your lips.

“that’s good,” you exhaled in relief. “what are you making?” he asks, now towering you with his height from behind as you were mixing the subsistence. “haeun’s favourite.”

“and you’re not making my favourite?” putting his chin on your shoulder as he began to pout. slightly pushing him away while laughing. “i’ll make yours after this.” turning your head around to face him, looking down at his lips, having the urge to just kiss him right then and there, but you just gave him a small peck on the lips instead.

“i’m making her something warm after we get ice cream later.”

“i have such a good wife.” he complimented you, smiling from cheek to cheek. heeseung wraps his arms around your waist from behind, resting your head on his nape while melting into his touch as you both rocked side to side, placing your hands onto his.

“you’re so pretty.” complimenting you once again. gently hitting his arm, knowing you always loved his compliments. “what? am i not allowed to love you?” he laughs.

“don’t you have a meeting to take care of today?” you ask, “i called in ‘sick’, just so i can be with both of my princesses.”

“gosh, you’re so annoying.” you giggled. his aroma and warm touch making you feel more calm in his arms.

—

the first time the two of you met was at a café, you both worked there. heeseung would always stare at you, and you’d do the same but you were always too shy to do so. he’d help you with making drinks, the desserts, and almost everything. you wanted to reach out to him first, maybe even ask him to go out. but he took over. which you were so happy about because it took you over a week to even try to say ‘hi’.

you never intended for him to help you with your financial problems, but he did anyway. which you felt so bad for because you didn’t want to look like you were in there for the money. and you weren’t, you’ve always loved him, for him. and he did the same to you. look at the both of you now with a child together, while he’s the CEO of a famous company, and you own the biggest restaurant in town. along with a little café you and heeseung made before getting married, and before the pregnancy.

—

heeseung slowly slips his hands into your shirt, the cold feeling made you sigh deeply, you knew what he was going to do but you wanted to stay busy, but you have to admit, you were needy too. he began to play with your throbbing breasts, feeling yourself already soaked. “..heeseung, i’m still cooking-” he starts to place wet kisses on your neck, possibly hickeys.

he smirks, turning off the stove before lifting you up and placing you on the counter, making you yelp in surprise. admiring each other for a bit by the way he was staring at your lips while biting his own, you knew he was desperate, desperate.

it wasn’t long till your hands cupped his face as you smashed your lips onto his.

the kiss was messy, but passionate. the butterflies in your stomach went crazy. heeseungs hold on your waist tightened, helping you stabilise yourself to not lean back too much.

his plump lips working with yours, your saliva and his mixed, running down your chin, you hummed in his mouth as his hands goes under your shirt once again, roaming around your soft skin, reaching up to your back to unclasp your bra.

“heeseung..” you mumbled in between kisses, quickly breaking the kiss to lift up your shirt, throwing it to the side. and then continuing the love session.

after several moments, he grabs one pair to level it to his mouth, leaning back to give him more space. “look at what you do to me, darling.” he flattens his tongue on one nipple, swirling it around along with his saliva to work it easy. you threw your head back from the pleasure as his free hand decides to play with the other boob.

“if i suck hard enough, will your milk come out?” being the jokester he is, he asks absolutely out of nowhere. “it won’t unless you want me pregnant again. stop playing around and fuck me already.”

“bold now, are we? watch me make that happen, love.” he smirks while biting his bottom lip, rushing to unzip his jeans then taking off his boxers that his bulge was sticking out from. and while doing that, you take off your panties, sliding it off your legs to the floor. the sight of his hardened dick spring out onto his abdomen already made you dizzy.

you spread your legs out a bit further to give him space, “you’re soaked, princess.” his fingers running through your wet folds making you shiver and whine into the crook of his neck as he went closer to you, lining it up in front of your entrance, pumping it a few times first. “hee, ‘need you..” you muttered.

“i’ll make you feel good baby.” placing a kiss on your temple before pushing himself into you, your hold around his neck began to stiffen as your eyes were shut closed from how big he was.

“go faster..” you whispered under your breath, and he did. increasing his speed on every thrust he makes, your eyes easily getting hazier each time. “fuck— you’re so fucking tight.”

his grip on your waist tightened, your moans and whimpers became louder on every movement, his groans against your ear, the kitchen was filled with loud wet sounds of skin slapping echoed in the kitchen, too bothered to even think about anything else.

“shit..” he was now balls deep inside, pulling in and out of you as your eyes rolled to the back of your head from the immense pleasure with your mouth agape.

“look at you, all fucked up because of my cock. you like that, don’t you? how desperate and needy you are to carry my kids.” every filthy word he spits out making you hazy, your face turned into the most obscene expression, close to reaching your high even. but you wanted to hold back.

“fuck— yes, god fucking yes.” you moaned, “oh i’ll put a baby in you alright.” his rough thrusts increased, hitting the right spots inside you as you let out the most angelic moans against his ear, squirming under him while he tries keeping you to stay still with his hard grip on your skin.

you whine and moan with every movement of his hips, and you had no energy left, letting heeseung take over, knowing you were close as you clenched hard around him. he fastened his speed, feeling him twitch inside you, signalling he was close too.

“taking my cock like a good fucking wife you are,”

“you’re so sexy, you know that?” biting his lip while smirking— god that smirk always gets you turned on. and you still wanted to hold it, sweat was running down the side of your face as you became weaker and weaker, his thrusts and movements became more sloppier. doubting you’d even be able to walk after. “hee.. i- i’m close,” you stuttered, too tired to even talk properly.

“you can cum, sweetheart.” giving you permission, your moans and whimpers became louder, at least for your neighbours to hear. “shit- heeseung!” and you came undone all over his length.

“fucking hell—” he groaned, a heavy moan elicited out of your mouth as heeseung grabbed your naked ass hard while painting your velvety walls white with his seed. you could feel his juices mixed with yours running down your thigh.

he had no intention on pulling out, instead he picked you up to go to the bathroom to clean up as you clinged onto him with the small amount of energy you have left, he was strong enough to hold onto you tighter.

your heavy breathing quietened down bit by bit, heeseung grabbing clean clothes before helping you wipe yourself. “you okay?” he asks concerned, answering him with a quiet hum. he had never seen you this tired before whenever the two of you have sex, now feeling bad and becoming guilty.

“i’m sorry if i went too hard on you,” he apologised, he stopped his doings and stared at you worriedly. a soft chuckle left your lips as you then placed a peck on his.

“i’m okay, hee.” you finally spoke, heeseung exhaling with a ‘phew’ in relief. “are you sure you’re okay with this?” continuing to help you clean up.

you nodded without hesitation. “i’m okay with it if you are. i don’t want to put you into more stress..” he looks down in slight guilt, still thinking if he ever went too hard on you. “you aren’t. and yes i’m okay with it. i trust you, okay? even with stress, i know you’re always there for me, especially since you’ve been with me through it all, and with haeun.” a bigger smile grew on his face towards your warmhearted words. realising how much he appreciated having you in his life with your daughter together.

“i love you, so much. maybe too much. way too much. but i love you forever-”

“just shut up and kiss me.” you laughed before pulling him into another deep, passionate kiss, his arms circled around your waist, pulling you in tighter, reminiscing the moment.

“i love you too, always, till the end, forever.” forehead to forehead while in deep, sweet, eye contact.

almost forgetting he’s still inside you.

“can’t believe you forgot you’re still balls deep inside me.” you giggled. “shit- i’m sorry—”

“no, lets stay like this for a while.” you say, stopping him from pulling out, hugging him firmly as he does the same to your waist, processing the generous moment.

“i hear a second round coming..” he teased, you hit him on the chest as the room was filled with laughter. “i’m kidding, don’t worry.” he smiles reassuringly, placing a kiss on your forehead.

“i think i’d like that.” you smirked, “a horny wife now, aren’t you?” you let out a ‘tsk’ before he dominated your lips with his once again, ending the morning with you screaming his name on your shared bed.

⠀˳ْ  ○ . 📏 . 𓄹 . 𑁍

after a few rounds.. yes, a few rounds. you were too worn out and exhausted, heeseung insisted on taking a rest for a while, since haeun finishes in a couple of hours.

but you had already slept, heeseung doing the same too. you swore you couldn’t even walk or stand up properly after all of that. you woke up with heeseung’s arm around your stomach while the both of you were completely naked under the covers, then immediately checking the time.

2:50

ten minutes left till haeun gets out, relieved that you weren’t late. quickly getting up to rushingly put on clothes to get ready, almost falling over from how sore your legs were. “baby?” his raspy voice awoken.

“we have to pick up haeun. get up, love.”

without saying anything else he also gets ready, laughing at the way he fell while getting out of bed. “your fault for fucking me out too much.” you chuckle, fixing your hair up into a neat bun with a claw clip.

“it was worth it anyway.” he winked, cringing at the sight. still thinking it was cute though. “okay, get dressed, i don’t want haeun to wait for too long.”

“yes ma’am.” he obeyed, doing the soldier gesture. letting out a ‘tch’ about how he was just ruing you two hours ago — now he’s acting like the bambi he is.

⠀˳ْ  ○ . 📏 . 𓄹 . 𑁍

you saw haeun waiting patiently outside the gate of the daycare with her hands grabbing onto the straps of her little bag on the sides, waving your arm to get her attention.

noticing you, she instantly ran to you happily. your arms spreaded out ready for a big hug. “mommy!” she screams, waddling to you. “my baby!” the second she reached your embrace, she peppered you with the smallest kisses ever, giggling at how adorable she was.

“how was your day sweetheart?” holding her tiny hand to walk back to the car. “i loved it! i have many, many friends now!” she giggled, “is that so?” she nodded, “well, i’m happy for you, darling.” you smiled softly.

heeseung popped out from the back, haeun instantly running into his arms. “daddy! i missed you!”

“i missed you too, princess,” he grinned, showering her with kisses everywhere. “daddy, it tickles.” she giggled, trying to push his face away with her small hands, laughing at the cute sight. “how did you learn to be that strong, missy?” he snickered, softly pinching her chubby cheeks.

“how was your second day?” he asks, bringing her to get buckled up in her seat. “it was good!” her eyes closing from the way she smiles. “what did mommy promise you?”

“ice cream!” she yells, throwing her hands up in the air. he smiles, kissing her forehead, “all buckled up?” she nods confidently. “good girl.”

“you know, you never called me that earlier.” you pout, crossing your arms after buckling your seatbelt.

“tonight, i promise.” he winked, and you smirked, once again cringing at the sight, but he was too hot to be cringe anyway.

⠀˳ْ  ○ . 📏 . 𓄹 . 𑁍

“how’s your ice cream, baby girl?” he asks, feeding the strawberry flavoured ice cream to her. “yummy! and why is mommy walking like that?”

heeseung looked away to hold back from bursting out laughing.. “uhm— mommy fell earlier, but it wasn’t that bad, baby. she’ll get better soon.” tilting his head in reassurance.

“what are you guys talking about?” you talked, sitting down beside them with your plain vanilla cup of ice cream. “nothing at all-”

“daddy said you fell, is that why you’re walking like that?” at least you were strong enough to hold back your laugh, already seeing him quietly laughing on the other side.

“yes i did fall, sweetheart. but i’m okay now, so don’t worry about it,” you beamed, “we’ll talk about it later, honey.”

heeseung laughed again at your death stare,

“i hate you.” you mouthed.

“i love you more.”

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⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ endless love - lee heeseung. ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

pairing: husband! dad!heeseung x f!reader

genre. pure fluff, smut, suggestive.

warnings. smut (minors strictly dni), unprotected sex (both receiving), boob sucking, explicit language, overuse of nicknames (such as princess, baby, baby girl etc), heavy dirty talk, mentions of pregnancy. but most of it are just fluff. please tell me if i need to add more.

a/n. this is my first time writing dad!hee shbejshs and i genuinely hope you guys like it 🤍 and tbh, i’m kinda proud of it hehe. i think this is the longest i’ve ever written before, i stayed up till 3am just to finish all of this lol it was worth it tho. i wanted to say thanks to @heetro and @excusememissiloveyou for helping me with some things, i love yall sm 🥺

"wake up sweetheart, you have school." you say, caressing your daughters hair as she was still half asleep, whining in your arms.

“i don’t want to go mommy,” she whines.

“we can get ice cream after, how does that sound, baby?” a big smile plasters on her face as she excitingly gets out of bed.

you follow her out the door, seeing your husband sitting at the counter drinking his everyday coffee. heeseung spreads his arms out as his daughter came running into his embrace, smiling at the heartwarming sight.

“my princess has woken up, hm?” he said, kissing her forehead. “are you ready for school?” she shakes her head while pouting, he laughs at her adorableness.

heeseung places her on the seat beside him, waiting for whatever you were making for breakfast. “what do you want with your pancakes sweetie?” you asked, “mangos!” she yells in excitement.

you sat beside her while getting the cutting board ready. watching your every move as you slowly cut up the mango bit by bit to not get hurt.

she takes a piece, struggling to put it in her mouth. “sweetheart, thats too big, it’ll get messy. here, i’ll cut it up a bit more.” you caught heeseung smirking as you looked up, trying to hold back your laugh.

“shut it.” you mouthed, continuing to feed your daughter.

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“all ready?” heeseung smiles as his daughter’s tiny hand holds his finger, dangling the car keys while getting ready to get out of the door.

“alright, just tell your teacher if anything bad happens, okay?” bending down to tidy up her dress, sighing after.

“she’ll be fine, baby. i doubt anything is going to happen.” he reassured you. “it’s her second day, i don’t know why i’m worried.” you pout, crossing your arms, heeseung smiles at how much you represent her.

“she’s a strong girl, and you are too.” slightly leaning down to kiss your temple, feeling more relaxed at his words.

“daddy, lets go!” she whined, pulling on his hand. “i’ll be back in a bit, love.” kissing your temple once again before you went to hug her to say goodbye.

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“did she go off well?” your eyes still glued on the food that you were making for later.

“she did,” he smiled softly, “and she had already made great friends.” putting the keys elsewhere before placing a peck on your lips.

“that’s good,” you exhaled in relief. “what are you making?” he asks, now towering you with his height from behind as you were mixing the subsistence. “haeun’s favourite.”

“and you’re not making my favourite?” putting his chin on your shoulder as he began to pout. slightly pushing him away while laughing. “i’ll make yours after this.” turning your head around to face him, looking down at his lips, having the urge to just kiss him right then and there, but you just gave him a small peck on the lips instead.

“i’m making her something warm after we get ice cream later.”

“i have such a good wife.” he complimented you, smiling from cheek to cheek. heeseung wraps his arms around your waist from behind, resting your head on his nape while melting into his touch as you both rocked side to side, placing your hands onto his.

“you’re so pretty.” complimenting you once again. gently hitting his arm, knowing you always loved his compliments. “what? am i not allowed to love you?” he laughs.

“don’t you have a meeting to take care of today?” you ask, “i called in ‘sick’, just so i can be with both of my princesses.”

“gosh, you’re so annoying.” you giggled. his aroma and warm touch making you feel more calm in his arms.

—

the first time the two of you met was at a café, you both worked there. heeseung would always stare at you, and you’d do the same but you were always too shy to do so. he’d help you with making drinks, the desserts, and almost everything. you wanted to reach out to him first, maybe even ask him to go out. but he took over. which you were so happy about because it took you over a week to even try to say ‘hi’.

you never intended for him to help you with your financial problems, but he did anyway. which you felt so bad for because you didn’t want to look like you were in there for the money. and you weren’t, you’ve always loved him, for him. and he did the same to you. look at the both of you now with a child together, while he’s the CEO of a famous company, and you own the biggest restaurant in town. along with a little café you and heeseung made before getting married, and before the pregnancy.

—

heeseung slowly slips his hands into your shirt, the cold feeling made you sigh deeply, you knew what he was going to do but you wanted to stay busy, but you have to admit, you were needy too. he began to play with your throbbing breasts, feeling yourself already soaked. “..heeseung, i’m still cooking-” he starts to place wet kisses on your neck, possibly hickeys.

he smirks, turning off the stove before lifting you up and placing you on the counter, making you yelp in surprise. admiring each other for a bit by the way he was staring at your lips while biting his own, you knew he was desperate, desperate.

it wasn’t long till your hands cupped his face as you smashed your lips onto his.

the kiss was messy, but passionate. the butterflies in your stomach went crazy. heeseungs hold on your waist tightened, helping you stabilise yourself to not lean back too much.

his plump lips working with yours, your saliva and his mixed, running down your chin, you hummed in his mouth as his hands goes under your shirt once again, roaming around your soft skin, reaching up to your back to unclasp your bra.

“heeseung..” you mumbled in between kisses, quickly breaking the kiss to lift up your shirt, throwing it to the side. and then continuing the love session.

after several moments, he grabs one pair to level it to his mouth, leaning back to give him more space. “look at what you do to me, darling.” he flattens his tongue on one nipple, swirling it around along with his saliva to work it easy. you threw your head back from the pleasure as his free hand decides to play with the other boob.

“if i suck hard enough, will your milk come out?” being the jokester he is, he asks absolutely out of nowhere. “it won’t unless you want me pregnant again. stop playing around and fuck me already.”

“bold now, are we? watch me make that happen, love.” he smirks while biting his bottom lip, rushing to unzip his jeans then taking off his boxers that his bulge was sticking out from. and while doing that, you take off your panties, sliding it off your legs to the floor. the sight of his hardened dick spring out onto his abdomen already made you dizzy.

you spread your legs out a bit further to give him space, “you’re soaked, princess.” his fingers running through your wet folds making you shiver and whine into the crook of his neck as he went closer to you, lining it up in front of your entrance, pumping it a few times first. “hee, ‘need you..” you muttered.

“i’ll make you feel good baby.” placing a kiss on your temple before pushing himself into you, your hold around his neck began to stiffen as your eyes were shut closed from how big he was.

“go faster..” you whispered under your breath, and he did. increasing his speed on every thrust he makes, your eyes easily getting hazier each time. “fuck— you’re so fucking tight.”

his grip on your waist tightened, your moans and whimpers became louder on every movement, his groans against your ear, the kitchen was filled with loud wet sounds of skin slapping echoed in the kitchen, too bothered to even think about anything else.

“shit..” he was now balls deep inside, pulling in and out of you as your eyes rolled to the back of your head from the immense pleasure with your mouth agape.

“look at you, all fucked up because of my cock. you like that, don’t you? how desperate and needy you are to carry my kids.” every filthy word he spits out making you hazy, your face turned into the most obscene expression, close to reaching your high even. but you wanted to hold back.

“fuck— yes, god fucking yes.” you moaned, “oh i’ll put a baby in you alright.” his rough thrusts increased, hitting the right spots inside you as you let out the most angelic moans against his ear, squirming under him while he tries keeping you to stay still with his hard grip on your skin.

you whine and moan with every movement of his hips, and you had no energy left, letting heeseung take over, knowing you were close as you clenched hard around him. he fastened his speed, feeling him twitch inside you, signalling he was close too.

“taking my cock like a good fucking wife you are,”

“you’re so sexy, you know that?” biting his lip while smirking— god that smirk always gets you turned on. and you still wanted to hold it, sweat was running down the side of your face as you became weaker and weaker, his thrusts and movements became more sloppier. doubting you’d even be able to walk after. “hee.. i- i’m close,” you stuttered, too tired to even talk properly.

“you can cum, sweetheart.” giving you permission, your moans and whimpers became louder, at least for your neighbours to hear. “shit- heeseung!” and you came undone all over his length.

“fucking hell—” he groaned, a heavy moan elicited out of your mouth as heeseung grabbed your naked ass hard while painting your velvety walls white with his seed. you could feel his juices mixed with yours running down your thigh.

he had no intention on pulling out, instead he picked you up to go to the bathroom to clean up as you clinged onto him with the small amount of energy you have left, he was strong enough to hold onto you tighter.

your heavy breathing quietened down bit by bit, heeseung grabbing clean clothes before helping you wipe yourself. “you okay?” he asks concerned, answering him with a quiet hum. he had never seen you this tired before whenever the two of you have sex, now feeling bad and becoming guilty.

“i’m sorry if i went too hard on you,” he apologised, he stopped his doings and stared at you worriedly. a soft chuckle left your lips as you then placed a peck on his.

“i’m okay, hee.” you finally spoke, heeseung exhaling with a ‘phew’ in relief. “are you sure you’re okay with this?” continuing to help you clean up.

you nodded without hesitation. “i’m okay with it if you are. i don’t want to put you into more stress..” he looks down in slight guilt, still thinking if he ever went too hard on you. “you aren’t. and yes i’m okay with it. i trust you, okay? even with stress, i know you’re always there for me, especially since you’ve been with me through it all, and with haeun.” a bigger smile grew on his face towards your warmhearted words. realising how much he appreciated having you in his life with your daughter together.

“i love you, so much. maybe too much. way too much. but i love you forever-”

“just shut up and kiss me.” you laughed before pulling him into another deep, passionate kiss, his arms circled around your waist, pulling you in tighter, reminiscing the moment.

“i love you too, always, till the end, forever.” forehead to forehead while in deep, sweet, eye contact.

almost forgetting he’s still inside you.

“can’t believe you forgot you’re still balls deep inside me.” you giggled. “shit- i’m sorry—”

“no, lets stay like this for a while.” you say, stopping him from pulling out, hugging him firmly as he does the same to your waist, processing the generous moment.

“i hear a second round coming..” he teased, you hit him on the chest as the room was filled with laughter. “i’m kidding, don’t worry.” he smiles reassuringly, placing a kiss on your forehead.

“i think i’d like that.” you smirked, “a horny wife now, aren’t you?” you let out a ‘tsk’ before he dominated your lips with his once again, ending the morning with you screaming his name on your shared bed.

⠀˳ْ  ○ . 📏 . 𓄹 . 𑁍

after a few rounds.. yes, a few rounds. you were too worn out and exhausted, heeseung insisted on taking a rest for a while, since haeun finishes in a couple of hours.

but you had already slept, heeseung doing the same too. you swore you couldn’t even walk or stand up properly after all of that. you woke up with heeseung’s arm around your stomach while the both of you were completely naked under the covers, then immediately checking the time.

2:50

ten minutes left till haeun gets out, relieved that you weren’t late. quickly getting up to rushingly put on clothes to get ready, almost falling over from how sore your legs were. “baby?” his raspy voice awoken.

“we have to pick up haeun. get up, love.”

without saying anything else he also gets ready, laughing at the way he fell while getting out of bed. “your fault for fucking me out too much.” you chuckle, fixing your hair up into a neat bun with a claw clip.

“it was worth it anyway.” he winked, cringing at the sight. still thinking it was cute though. “okay, get dressed, i don’t want haeun to wait for too long.”

“yes ma’am.” he obeyed, doing the soldier gesture. letting out a ‘tch’ about how he was just ruing you two hours ago — now he’s acting like the bambi he is.

⠀˳ْ  ○ . 📏 . 𓄹 . 𑁍

you saw haeun waiting patiently outside the gate of the daycare with her hands grabbing onto the straps of her little bag on the sides, waving your arm to get her attention.

noticing you, she instantly ran to you happily. your arms spreaded out ready for a big hug. “mommy!” she screams, waddling to you. “my baby!” the second she reached your embrace, she peppered you with the smallest kisses ever, giggling at how adorable she was.

“how was your day sweetheart?” holding her tiny hand to walk back to the car. “i loved it! i have many, many friends now!” she giggled, “is that so?” she nodded, “well, i’m happy for you, darling.” you smiled softly.

heeseung popped out from the back, haeun instantly running into his arms. “daddy! i missed you!”

“i missed you too, princess,” he grinned, showering her with kisses everywhere. “daddy, it tickles.” she giggled, trying to push his face away with her small hands, laughing at the cute sight. “how did you learn to be that strong, missy?” he snickered, softly pinching her chubby cheeks.

“how was your second day?” he asks, bringing her to get buckled up in her seat. “it was good!” her eyes closing from the way she smiles. “what did mommy promise you?”

“ice cream!” she yells, throwing her hands up in the air. he smiles, kissing her forehead, “all buckled up?” she nods confidently. “good girl.”

“you know, you never called me that earlier.” you pout, crossing your arms after buckling your seatbelt.

“tonight, i promise.” he winked, and you smirked, once again cringing at the sight, but he was too hot to be cringe anyway.

⠀˳ْ  ○ . 📏 . 𓄹 . 𑁍

“how’s your ice cream, baby girl?” he asks, feeding the strawberry flavoured ice cream to her. “yummy! and why is mommy walking like that?”

heeseung looked away to hold back from bursting out laughing.. “uhm— mommy fell earlier, but it wasn’t that bad, baby. she’ll get better soon.” tilting his head in reassurance.

“what are you guys talking about?” you talked, sitting down beside them with your plain vanilla cup of ice cream. “nothing at all-”

“daddy said you fell, is that why you’re walking like that?” at least you were strong enough to hold back your laugh, already seeing him quietly laughing on the other side.

“yes i did fall, sweetheart. but i’m okay now, so don’t worry about it,” you beamed, “we’ll talk about it later, honey.”

heeseung laughed again at your death stare,

“i hate you.” you mouthed.

“i love you more.”

YOURSJAEYUN est. 2023 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

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