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ne0cultur3technology · 4 years ago

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not usually a fan of best friends to lovers but fuck this was too good thank u!!!

You Got My Number

pairing; Haechan x f reader

genre; smut, cheating, friends to lovers, angst, fluff

notes/warnings; cheating (reader cheats on her boyfriend with best friend), toxic relationship with boyfriend, unprotected sex (no condom through reader mentions being on the pill), fingering, oral (f receiving), all the angst, fluffy conversations

word count; 4.7k and some change

song recommendations; Monsta X - Love U & Monsta X - You Got My Number - these are the two songs that inspired this fic

Staring at your phone, you sigh as you read the text from your boyfriend again. You had already read it multiple times, but it never made it hurt any less.

BF: Sorry, boys wanted to go out. I’ll call you later. [8:15 pm]

You had received the text 15 minutes before he was supposed to pick you up to take you out on a date. It might not have upset you so badly, if it hadn’t been the 3rd time this week. You had lost count on how many times he had stood you up over the last month.

Leaving the text unanswered, you move to your other messages, finding your best friend’s name, reading over the last few texts between the two of you. He had been increasingly flirty with you. Not that you didn’t enjoy it, Haechan had always been flirty, but seeing you stood up time and time again had seemed to bring out a different side to that. You watched him become more protective and more possessive.

Caving as your emotions get the better of your judgement, you press the call button next to his picture and put the phone to your ear. You listen to the phone ring twice, before hearing his voice. A smile crossing your lips briefly, before you answer. “Hi.”

“Hey. I thought you were...nevermind. Don’t tell me. I’ll be over in like...10 minutes.”

You smile again and sigh into the phone. “You don’t have to come over, but I won’t say no.”

Haechan, already on his feet and pulling on a jacket, smirks a bit and heads towards his door. “I know I don’t, I want to. Fuck him, his loss. See you in a minute, babe.”

You had sat in the same spot for obviously too long, because by the time you decide you want to stand up and go to your bedroom to change, the door to your place opens as Haechan lets himself in. His eyes travel over you as he moves towards you, before pulling you to him in a tight hug. “Well, I can literally say his loss and not even question it right now. Does he know you dress up for him every single time?”

Shrugging, you lay your cheek against his chest and close your eyes, taking in a deep breath of what you can only explain as “Haechan”. A warm, spicy, yet hint of sweet smell invading your senses as you relax in his arms. “Probably. We were supposed to go to dinner. He claimed to have reservations and everything, but his “boys” are always more important. I don’t think we’ve been on an actual date in months.”

Haechan’s jaw tightens at your words, anger and annoyance would be clear on his face if his cheek wasn’t pressed against your hair. “I can’t tell you what to do, but I’d dump his ass. You have much better options available than him. I bet he doesn’t even keep you satisfied in bed. I mean, there is no way. You barely see him. I’m here more than him. You have a better relationship with your vibrator.”

Scoffing, you lean back from the hug and smack at Haechan’s chest, making him laugh as he takes a step back, letting you go. “You know I’m right, Y/N.”

You frown a bit this time, and Haechan sighs, reaching up to tug at a loose piece of your hair as it slips from your ponytail. “Go get changed into your pajamas and meet me back here. We will eat junk food, drink whatever you have, and watch shitty television.”

You nod and reach up to take down your hair as you start to walk past Haechan.

He sighs and shakes his head a bit, watching the strands of hair fall back down around your neck. He lets his eyes travel over your back, and finally your ass as he runs his palm over his mouth and looks away, letting you do as he had suggested.

He has to keep reminding himself that you aren’t his, no matter how much he wants you to be. It was his number you kept calling when you were sad, mad, unsatisfied, but it was the times when you called when you were happy that made him feel the best. Haechan wanted to be the first person you called no matter what your mood, but especially when you were having a good day.

Falling down on the couch, he pulls a pillow to his chest and stares up at the ceiling as he waits. He hears you come back into the room, and he glances to see you. He had expected pajama pants and a matching shirt, but instead finds you in his shirt and a pair of tight shorts. “Well, there’s where that shirt is. I have been looking for that one, you know.”

You blush a bit and shrug. “It’s my favorite. I think you should just give it to me. You know, instead of that, I think you should take it home tonight and then wear it and bring it back. When it smells like you, it makes me feel better. Like a hug.” You bring the collar of the shirt to your nose and take in a breath, the smell of Haechan just barely clinging to it now.

Haechan lets out a slow breath and laughs. “Fine, anything for you.”

‘You have me so whipped and you don’t even know it.’ His thoughts are so loud, he is afraid you’ll hear them as he watches you walk past him, towards the kitchen, and hears you opening the fridge, obviously rummaging for snacks and drinks. “I’ll come help.”

When he finally makes it into the kitchen, he can’t help but laugh at all you had managed to put onto the counter already. “Jesus…you think we need the whipped cream and the squeeze cheese?”

You nod and look back at him. “We need all of it. Can you get the cookie dough ice cream and the bottle of vodka out of the freezer?” Your arms full, you move past him and towards the living room, letting go of most of what you have on to the coffee table with a chorus of crashes and clanging.

Haechan sighs into a laugh at the sound as he walks into the room with the pint of ice cream and a half full bottle of vodka. “You alright? More importantly, did the whipped cream make the fall?”

Laughing a bit, you hold up the can of whipped cream, showing him it was still intact, before turning it upside down and squirting some into your mouth.

Haechan laughs and sits down next to you, before putting his horde of goodies among yours on the table with much less sound. “Give me some.”

You glance over as he opens his mouth for you, a smirk on your lips as you adjust yourself on the couch and spray some whipped cream into his mouth, managing to get most of it on his chin and lips. “Sorry, it’s harder on another person.”

Haechan laughs and licks his lips, nodding, before he moves quickly. Narrowing his eyes, he falls over you on the couch, rubbing his chin on your cheek and lips, getting the remaining whipped cream on your face. “I’m sure it is.”

You squeal into a laugh as he pins you down, one of his hands holding your wrists as you drop the can of whipped cream onto the couch, behind your head.

Haechan looks down at you, your face now streaked with whipped cream. “Now we’re even.”

You laugh, before putting on a pout. “That was mean. It was an accident. You try feeding someone whipped cream and see how good you are at it.”

Raising a brow at your words, Haechan considers it, before leaning to grab the can from behind you. He shakes it, before turning it upside down and putting it to your lips. “Open up.”

Your cheeks flushing slightly, you laugh again, before opening your mouth. Your friend carefully presses on the tip of the nozzle, letting the whipped cream slowly lay on your tongue, before pulling the can back as you lick your lips and look up at him.

Haechan stares at your lips for a moment, before finally letting go of your wrists as he clears his throat and sits back, letting you move freely. “Um...it’s possible to not get it all over their face. Is all I am saying.”

You raise a brow to his change in behavior as you sit up and reach for a kleenex from the coffee table, cleaning off your face, before moving closer to him to clean off the rest of the whipped cream from his chin and the tip of his nose.

He smiles and sighs, rolling his eyes as you clean his face. His eyes move towards you as you smile up at him and speak. “You’re right. I’m just bad at it.”

Haechan watches as you move from the couch to throw away the tissue, before moving back to him.

You sit closer than before as you reach for the ice cream and open it. “Did you grab a spoon?”

Shaking his head, he furrows his brows as his eyes move over your features, almost sadly. “No, I forgot.”

You shrug and move to stand, but Haechan’s hands grab your waist and pull you back down.

“Y/N? Why are you still with him? He’s such an ass. What sort of loser picks a bunch of guys instead of you? He could be here with you right now, not that I want him to be, but I’m just saying...can you see how much of a loss that is for him?��

You sigh and put the lid back on the ice cream, but keep your eyes from Haechan as he speaks. You know what he is saying isn’t wrong. He makes a good point, but you aren’t sure you have an answer, or at least an answer that he’d want to hear. “He’s not that bad. When he’s with me, it’s good, Haechan. Most of the time, it’s good.” You laugh a bit bitterly as you correct yourself, “Sometimes it’s good.”

Haechan simply listens for a moment, before sighing and brushing your hair from your cheek. His eyes trace over your features as he feels weakness take over him for a moment. His hand cups your cheek as he leans in to press his lips to yours.

Your eyes widen as you stay completely still as he seems to come to his senses, sitting back and dropping his hands. “Shit...I’m sorry Y/N.”

As Haechan sits back and runs his hand over his face, you watch him, rubbing your lips together. He had flirted with you before, but he had never made a move, and he had never kissed you before.

You move before you realize, your lips back on his.

Haechan gasps slightly, but doesn’t pull away, you have moved to him. There is no way he is going to turn you down. His hands slide over your sides, pulling you closer as you throw your leg over his to straddle his lap. Haechan can feel his head go hazy, thoughts not quite clear for either of you as your tongue slides along his.

You moan softly into the kiss as his hands slide under the shirt to finally grip at your ass, his nails scratching along the thin spandex as he lifts his hips slightly, wanting more contact with you. You sit back this time, but only to look down at him as he licks his lips and takes a deep breath.

His eyes shift quickly over your face as he starts to move his hands from you once again, but you shake your head. “I don’t know what I’m doing. I just…”

Haechan nods understanding, letting his hands slide up along your hips and under your shirt, over your back. “We don’t have to keep going, but I’m not going to lie to you. This is all I’ve wanted for months. Fuck...babe, I just want to treat you like you deserve.”

You shiver to his touch and his words as you take a deep breath as that “butterflies in your stomach” feeling hits you. You know that you shouldn’t keep going, but it feels so nice to be wanted, and for it to be Haechan hit you so differently. “How I deserve?”

Haechan laughs softly at your words, raising a brow as he slides his hands over your legs, up to your shorts, and back around your back with a nod. “Yes, baby. How you deserve to be treated. If you want me to, I'll show you everything he should be doing. Instead, he’s running off to hang out with a bunch of losers.”

You moan softly as Haechan’s fingers dig into your skin at your thighs. You can feel the arousal between your legs from such simple things, his voice, his words, his hands simply moving over your body.

“Just give me the word, and I’ll take you to bed.”

You shiver again and arch your back as his hands slide under your shirt, hitting your ribs as you nod.

Haechan groans slightly, seeing your nod, and wastes no time in helping you get to your feet, taking your hand and leading you towards your bedroom. He had been in your room several times. He had even slept in your bed with you before, but this is different.

The moment your back hits the bed, he is laying over you with his leg between yours, as his lips brush over yours, testing if you are still serious. When your lips meet his again, Haechan can’t help but to smile into the kiss, before becoming serious.

He had been truthful in what he had told you. He wants to show you how you deserve to be treated, and that began with this. Slow sensual kisses, his hand sliding through your hair. He takes your breath away with each deep kiss, before moving his mouth from yours, working the kisses along your jaw and down your neck, making you whimper.

“Haechan…”

He makes a questioning sound in return on your skin, before moving to look at you as his hands slide your shirt up your stomach. “What is it, baby?”

You let out a soft moan, closing your eyes when you feel him slide down the bed and press his lips to your stomach. His fingers slide the shirt up further, his thumbs pressing over your breasts, before he looks back up to you. “Let me take this off of you?”

Nodding, you sit up as Haechan’s hands work to pull his borrowed shirt up and over your head, tossing it onto the floor, before his eyes look over your bra and torso. “Jesus, I have to admit I never thought I’d get to see you like this. I’ve dreamt about it...but this is better than I could have ever even imagined. You are so beautiful, Y/N.”

Cheeks warm, you lick your lips and lower your lashes at his compliment, before reaching behind you to undo your bra and letting it fall from your shoulders.

Haechan’s eyes never leave your chest, a sharp intake a breath clear as he sees you fully. “I’ll say it again, he’s a fucking idiot. Holy shit, lay back, baby. Lift your hips for me.”

You do as he asks as you watch him move from you, only briefly, as he pulls his own shirt over his head and steps off the bed to push his sweatpants down, leaving him in just his boxers.

Haechan smiles at you before he moves back to push his fingers into the band of your shorts, working them down over your legs. His eyes travel back up your legs, to your panties, as you rub your thighs together. “So pretty. Let me get those off for you too.”

Lifting your hips once more, you take a deep breath and grip the bedding under you as Haechan leans to press his lips to your thigh, as his fingers loop under the sides of your panties, and he begins to work them down your legs. Your boyfriend had never taken so much care when undressing you. In fact, you can’t remember the last time he hadn’t told you to just get naked and get in the bed.

Haechan bites his bottom lip as he finally puts your panties to the side and lets his eyes rest between your legs. His mouth is dry, and yet almost watering at the same time. His eyes flick to meet yours as he licks his lips, before he slides his hands along your legs and past your knees. “I want to make you feel so good, baby. When was the last time he went down on you? I really want to know.”

You look away from Haechan when he asks about your boyfriend. Shaking your head, you bite your lip and sigh. “I can’t remember. He doesn’t like doing it. Says I take too long to cum.”

Haechan scoffs as he leans to press a kiss to your inner thigh as he spreads your legs and lays in between them. One of his arms moves to loop over your hip, his fingers spreading along your stomach, before sliding towards your pussy as the other slides under the other leg and grabs your ass gently. “Take as long as you want. I’m going to enjoy you.”

Words form on your lips, but fall short into a moan as Haechan’s fingers part your folds, and his mouth is suddenly on you. He groans against your folds as he moves from sucking and running his tongue along your skin. It’s only when he pulls back to look up at you, moving his hand from your ass, that you look back down at him, trying to catch your breath. “Oh my god, Haechan.”

A grin on his face, he kisses your thigh once again as you feel his fingers slide along your wet folds, before he slips his middle finger into you slowly. You arch your back and lift your hips, only enticing him to put his mouth back on you, his lips wrapping around your clit and sucking lightly as he adds a second finger.

His fingers hit your g-spot perfectly as he moves them against the top of your walls, his tongue running long stripes from his fingers, up to your clit, as he glances up at your body to watch as you arch your back in pleasure. This is what he wanted to see. This is what Haechan thought you deserved. A night of complete bliss, no fighting with your jackass boyfriend, no tears on his shoulder over the loser, just the small whines and moans escaping your lips as he ate you out.

You gasp out Haechan’s name as you feel your stomach clench, your orgasm coming on quickly. “I’m gonna cum…oh my god.” You sound as if you hadn’t orgasmed in weeks, and if you actually thought about it, you probably hadn’t.

Haechan groans to your words, his fingers and mouth working harder to push you over that edge. He only moves his fingers from you as you finally let go and cum around them, his tongue moving to lap at your cum as it begins to flow from you.

Once you are licked clean, Haechan grins and looks back up at you, before leaning to kiss your leg and nip at your skin. “You taste better than candy.”

Your cheeks warm, you shake your head and reach for him even as you both hear your phone vibrating on the nightstand.

Haechan moves up the bed, glancing towards the phone and seeing your boyfriend’s face on the screen, indicating he is calling you. He groans and shakes his head at you. “I won’t tell you what to do, but all I want to do is be inside you right now.”

You glance at your phone, and then away from it, as it finally indicates that you miss the call. “Then get these off, Haechan.” You push at the top of his boxers, letting your hand run over his hard cock that waits for you under the thin fabric. You know he is well endowed, but you have never let yourself look for long, and you have never touched him. Now that you had some idea of how big he actually is, and he is this close, you are craving him.

Haechan gasps to your touch, before sliding off of you to push his boxers off, only to toss them on to the floor. “Do you have a condom?”

You shake your head and reach for his hand. “I’m on the pill.”

Nodding, your best friend moves back over to you to lay next to you, his body laying halfway over yours. Warm skin to skin, you moan when you feel his heavy length hit your thigh and reach to run your hand over him, making him jerk his hips towards you.

“Fuck…” He mutters on your lips as you slide your fingers over his tip, spreading his precum, before using it to run your hand along his thick shaft, stroking him. “I’ve wanted you to touch me for so long.”

You smile on his lips at his words as his hand moves to slide along your ribs, before finally cupping your breast, squeezing your flesh gently. His lips connect with yours in a hungry kiss, when you hear your phone begin to vibrate one again.

Haechan groans and glances over his shoulder, seeing that same picture, anger rising in him. “The bastard leaves you here, and now won’t fucking take a hint?”

You grab his arm as he starts to reach back for it. “Haechan…no.”

His eyes meet yours, and he sighs, before resting his forehead to yours.

“Just ignore it. He’s probably drunk.” You reach for his length once again, making him groan into a breath as he nods.

He moves his hand down to your leg, lifting it up by your knee, and he rolls over you, pressing his lips to yours once again. You feel his hand reach to remove yours as he positions himself against your folds, teasing your clit.

You press your head back against the pillows, as he finally eases himself into you gently, and gasp into a moan, as you try to adjust to his size with your eyes tightly shut.

Haechan watches your face for any signs of pain or regret as he enters you fully and stays still, until you mutter for him to move. His thrusts are slow but deliberate, each one hitting you deep and making you moan softly. Haechan’s lips rest on your temple as he groans to how good you feel around him. It is better than either of you could have hoped, his body fitting to yours like a missing piece.

Your hands run along his sides as you arch your back, rolling your hips to meet his thrusts, as Haechan moves his lips to your neck, kissing softly towards your ear, when your phone lights up for the third time, drawing his attention.

You hear him growl into a groan, before shifting his weight, the light of your phone lighting up his face as he answers it. “She’s busy, you fuck. I said what I said. Fuck me? That’s cute, cause I’m fucking her right now. Your loss. Enjoy your night out with the boys. Don’t call again.”

Eyes wide, you stare up at Haechan in shock as he ends the call and puts the phone face down on the bed, away from the two of you. His hips stop moving as he meets your eyes and grimaces. “Should I get off you now?”

When you don’t answer, Haechan sighs softly and starts to move, but you stop him by wrapping your leg around his hips. You pull him back into you, causing him to groan and close his eyes. “You aren’t mad?”

You shake your head. “Don’t talk about him right now. Just…do this. Fuck me or make love to me, whatever you want to call this.”

Hearing “make love to me” leave your lips causes Haechan to sigh softly as he looks down at you. His hand moves to push your hair from your face as he nods and starts to move his hips again, this time with more purpose and speed. “God, you feel so good. I get so jealous, baby…I want you all the time. I’m so tired of being the best friend.”

You close your eyes tightly at his words, your hand sliding up into his hair as you pull his mouth back to yours in a deep kiss. Brows furrowing, you feel yourself getting close to another orgasm, his thrusts hitting you perfectly.

Haechan groans against your lips, feeling you tightening around him, his brows furrowing as your impending orgasm brings him closer to his own climax. Moving his mouth from yours as he feels you let go and cum around him, Haechan nips at your jaw, listening to your moans and muttering of his name into his ear as he picks up his speed, letting you ride out your orgasm.

You cling to him as you hear him gasp on your skin, “I’m...fuck.”

Feeling him start to pull out, you shake your head and hold on to him. “In me, Haechan. It’s okay.”

Haechan loses it the moment you tell him to cum inside of you. His climax hits him harder than he can remember in a long time. After a few moments, he finally slows to a stop and begins to soften in you. Leaning back to look at you, Haechan shakes his head and grins, before pressing a kiss to your lips and carefully pulling from you.

You gasp at the sudden absence, but embrace the new movement as you are able to move even closer to Haechan on your side, delving into the kiss. Your hands run through his hair as the two of you catch your breath between kisses.

Haechan laughs, finally pulling back and laying on his back, his fingers running over your back as he shakes his head.

“What? Is something funny?” Your fingernails gently trace shapes on his chest and down his stomach as you look up to him, meeting his eyes.

“Mm, I may have fucked up your relationship, so I’m not sure if it’s funny or depressing. Y/N...just be with me, baby. Be with me like this, all the time.”

You know you should have seen that question coming, but it still hits you like a wall and takes your breath away. Looking away, you furrow your brows in thought.

Haechan frowns a bit and reaches to tilt your chin back up to look at him. “You call me everytime he walks out on you. I’m the shoulder you cry on. I’m the person you talk to. The person you laugh with. Baby...I’m in love with you. I’ve been in love with you for years, it’s just taken me too fucking long to tell you.”

Haechan watches as your eyes glisten slightly as tears rest on the rims of your eyes. He laughs softly and shakes his head, pulling you closer and hugging you tightly. “Don’t cry. I don’t want that. I just had the best sex of my life, I can’t follow it by making the girl of my dream cry.”

You laugh this time and shake your head, pressing a kiss to his chest, before looking up at him. “I love you too. You already knew that, but it’s a different love than I realized.”

He grins at your words and leans to press his lips to yours with a nod, before pulling back to look at you as your phone vibrates.

You pick it up this time, seeing your boyfriend’s face as you decline the call and turn off your phone. Looking back up to Haechan, you smile a bit as he laughs and shakes his head.

“Something tells me he won’t go quietly.”

You shrug and rest your head back on his chest, closing your eyes. “Good thing my boyfriend is already here then, huh?”

Haechan laughs again and bites his lip, running his hand over your back, before smiling to himself at the fact that you called him your boyfriend. His cheeks feel warm as he runs his free hand through his hair and closes his eyes with a yawn, determined that no matter what happens tomorrow, he would enjoy the rest of the night with you in his arms.

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