#donghyuk imagines

[rjunswrld]

but you can learn from me.

haechan x thick POC! reader

sex tape, squirting fixation, oral fixation, unprotected sex, oral (giving & receiving), college au implied, thick POC reader, cum eating, fingering, praising, fuck boy hyuck implied (bitches on bitches), hyuck and reader are a lil desperate

you gulped at the pornographic-like scene your best friend balls deep into a random girl who let out broken squeals and moans to every harsh thrust he did on her, the manhandling grunts and harsh smacks echoed through the speakers as he let out breathy groans and incoherent praises of 'good girl' or 'such a tight fucking pussy'.

you both ended up in this predicament due to you. doubting his infamous sex skills and if the girls on campus were exaggerating about how good the sex was with hyuck. to say he wasn't offended by it would be a lie, taking it straight to his ego he was too prideful about his sexual life that he had to- no he was willing to prove you wrong and show you what you were missing out on.

"if you wanna fuck just say that, not gonna lie i had a few fantasies about you.."

"thanks but no thanks."

"then how will i prove to you that i don't disappoint in bed? are you gonna watch me or something, because i'm into t-"

you rolled your eyes in disgust flipping through one of the many magazines piled up on your nightstand, nonchalantly and dramatically tossing the paper at every flip and scanning through pages to zone out on whatever hyuck was going on about, until you landed on a certain page; 100 Reasons Why You Should Make A Sex Tape your mind lit up like a lightbulb. "record it."

you shrugged looking at the boy who laid across your bed, playing with the ends of your blanket and scrolling through his phone. his eyes met yours with a full smile making him giggle at your request, it wouldn't be the first time he's ever done it but

anything to prove to you why he's the school's labeled 'sex god', this was a big deal to him now. "wouldn't it just be hotter if you joined?" he teased whilst wiggling his brows puckering his lips towards you making you annoyed and questioning why the two of you were even friends-the number of times you rolled your eyes, you swore they could fall out any moment now.

"donghyuck shu-"

"okay okay, i'll do it.. but we watch it together, i wanna see your face when i prove you wrong."

"okay deal."

"maybe you can give me a treat after.. since you hurt my feelings.." he pouted making you throw a pillow at his face with force, knocking the male off your bed and earning laughter from your end at the scene you caused.

it was towards the end of the video, the view of the girl's ass coming in view of the camera as his slender fingers ran down her cheek, giving it another hard slap decorating her skin in a deep red watching it jiggle with her squealing. your focus was given to the video playing intensely, jolting slightly as his hand would impact on her ass ringing through the speakers of his laptop— she was whining at the sensitivity as she arched her back to push her ass closer to hyuck, earning a chuckle before smacking it one last time with a louder moan escaping her.

you felt your palms become sweaty and your heart race as he shifted to place the camera down to get a view of the scene facing towards the both of them, completely distressed. you were already on edge since the beginning and since it's already been a week since you and hyuck had this conversation you genuinely forgot about the whole deal, now spending your thursday night watching your friend fuck some girl's brain out seeing how big his “praised dick” was.. you were going mad trying to look unfazed by everything you've seen tonight, never in a million years did you think you'd see your friend's sex tape by your simple request that you half joked about- you swore you were sweating buckets.

he smirked at the camera making his way back to the girl who was still positioned on the bed, flipping her over on her back and dragging her down lower to have her pussy become face to-face with him— biting his lip as he stared at her glistening cunt, eager enough to part his mouth to stick his tongue out.

"she was so fucking wet.."

hyuck taunted into your ear as you stared at the scene of him eating the girl out, her back arching and her chest heaving as her hands reached to squeeze her boobs for support. he looked over to you as he was taking in your body language, smirking as he watch your hands slowly balling up against your exposed thighs that trembled slightly. he couldn't help his perverted thinking, could you be wet? turned on? wondering what it would feel like to have him do this to you?

"f-fuck!" the lewd moaning and sounds of sucking snapped hyuck from his thoughts regaining his composure and clearing his throat he proceed with watching alongside you, mentally praising himself at how good he was doing and mostly how good he looked while doing it a cocky gemini.

"gonna cum for me?"

your eyes boring into the laptop feeling as if you were watching a show, catching yourself from interacting with the screen.. but something about his words made your stomach twist and cheeks to flush as if he was speaking directly to you; after seeing the male in a new light you felt dizzy almost immediately.

"gonna cum so hard around my fingers.."

he groaned as his fingers slipped in and out of her at ease watching how his arm moved back and forth picking up speed and making her tremble with profanities slipping out of her. "s-shit haechan!"

"i'm gonna go get some water.."

"wait you're gonna miss the best part!"

he dragged you back down to your seat as his pumping increased with her body shaking uncontrollably, thrashing around he held her down with his free arm to keep her from pushing away from him the anticipation growing inside of you as hyuck kept his arm linked with yours with his childlike smile plastered on his face. "watch this."

he whispered as her body went still and muscles flexed, her moans falling silent with the sounds of hyuck fingering her intensely, the lewd noises making you clench your thighs together before the loud sound of liquid squirting out of the girl could be heard. screams of pleasure and pleads for hyuck not to stop in her shaky state with the male on the ther hand assisting her high; liquid gushing out of her. all over him.

"y-you make them all do that?" you muttered somewhat fascinated by the fact that

he could have them squirt faucets, drenching the bed below them, drenching his upper body you just knew it felt amazing. "yeah, you'd be surprised how many of them say they've never squirted or even think they could ever squirt.." he laughed as the video finally came to an end, you stared at the laptop and the video's thumbnail as hyuck let out a sigh reaching to close the laptop and push it to the side.

"so? what do you think? i own up to my label huh?"

he smirked as you both looked at each other, deciding to tease the male even further you didn't want to give him the satisfaction of it yet. "eh, i've seen better.." you shrugged standing up to walk away from your bed before getting dragged down to hyucks level in a blink of an eye- he wasn't pleased and by the looks of it, he looked pissed by your choice of words.. irritated even. showing off some of his best work in a 10-minute video just to get an "i've seen better" in response, he was fuming.

"yeah? you've seen better?" he scoffed making your cheeks flustered realizing how he had you straddling his lap, your bodies dangerously close together, skirt riding up your thighs exposing more and more of your skin. "your bluffing.. no one's better than me" he taunted taking in your tense features, how rosy your cheeks became and how intimated you looked at the male your throat wanting to slip a whimper out in defeat so badly fuck you lee donghyuck. "why so shy baby?"

he snickered as you gulped, seeing with your own eyes what the man was capable of your mind flooded with ideas and you can tell he was thinking the same the male who treated you like his prey, ready to devour.

"listen ____.. i don't know how you feel but to keep it real with you... i really, really wanna fuck you right now."

he was blunt with his words almost too casual with how he came across. his words sliding off of his tongue at ease as he brushed your stray hairs away from your face, the other hand placed on your hip to keep you in place. you'd be lying if you told him you weren't down to fuck, the video images playing through your head over and over again you could feel yourself growing wet by the lewd noises staining your hearing like permanent ink.

"if you don't want to it's okay i'm so-"

"can you do what you did to that girl.. to me?"

you whispered making him smile in satisfaction, moving his hand lower to squeeze your ass with you slipping a soft moan at the tight engulfing on your ass. "of course i can." he said in a 'duh' like tone making you punch his arm playfully as the two of you shared a giggle.

you feeling bold enough to cup his cheeks and connect your lips- though it wasn't the first time you two kissed, it had been a while. you asked him a few years ago how to properly make out with someone since he was the more experienced out of anyone you knew in your sophomore year, he taught you how to french kiss using a lot of tongue hoping you'd enjoy it so much you'd keep asking for more- you did but around that time you ended up landing your first relationship and shared your new knowledge with another male constantly before you broke up and that made hyuck furious, even though he had taught you, you went and gave another man besides him the honors of kissing you every day.

you two grew up and hyuck still held onto that grudge, wondering if you still do what he had taught you.. and by the looks of it, you do. he always imagined what it would be like kissing you now that the two of you are more mature with more experience; kissing him felt normal and comfortable. it had to be one of your favorite things about him that he was a terrific kisser still using tongue, swirling them around making the scene so dirty- you missed this and you always remembered how he was on your top 3 for favorite kissers list, maybe that 'favorite" will change tonight. he guided your body onto him, grinding down crotch to crotch, slipping grunts and groans at the friction. slipping his tongue in your wet cavern you let out choked moans gripping the back of his hair.

he snaked his hand under your skirt feeling nothing but your flimsy underwear, he pushed your skirt up to lay above your hips as he fondled your ass cheeks, squeezing and slapping them forcefully.

"hyuck..” only you get to call him by this, only you made it seem so fucking hot.

"get on your knees baby.." he mumbled on your lips making you obey instantly sliding off his body with a wet patch coating his

light-washed jeans, he snickered at the sight making your cheeks flush even darker in embarrassment. "don't be embarrassed baby, so fucking wet.. all for me.." he bit his lip, caressing your cheek making you feel small below him. "plus they're coming off anyways." he reached for your hands bringing them up to his belt to undo it for him, leaving you to get the hint he watched as your shaky hands undid the buckle revealing his jean button that you unbuttoned quickly along with unzipping his zipper. he assisted in pulling his pants and boxers down revealing his rock hard dick, tip semi wet as he twitched to produce more precum.

"don't you think you should make me feel better after hurting my feelings, princess?" you nodded vigorously as he chuckled at your eagerness. "good girl, suck my dick baby."

not needing to be told twice your hand reached to grab the base of his cock, sliding your tongue around the tip to taste the saltiness of him earning a groan from the korean. you licked up the base to the tip before collecting your saliva in your mouth to spit on it for a better glide. whilst pumping you placed him back in your mouth, licking between his slit and around his sensitive tip before trying your hardest to deep-throat him. fondling his balls, his breathy outtakes and groaning filling in the atmosphere reaching to place his hand over your head gently as his fingers laced through your locks following your motions.

throat clenching around his stiffened cock as you gagged and choked around him with saliva dripping down to your chin your eyes clouding with tears, loving the taste of him on your tongue, and the stretch in your throat going straight to your pooling core. clenching around nothing and soaking your panties, pussy aching to be touched or for any sort of friction. pumping what you couldn't fit in your mouth your other hand reaching down to circle your clit to reduce the aching, moaning around his shaft, and feeling his thighs flex seconds at a time.

"f-fuck baby just like that.." he whimpered using force to guide your head up and down his cock, gagging and moaning pathetically.

"ah fuck let go.."

you did as told as he pumped his dick vigorously directly in your face, keeping your face in place with his free hand panting and whimpering as he felt himself growing closer and closer to his well-awaited orgasm.

"fuck gonna cum.." he whined taking the hint you opened your mouth letting your tongue fall out to (try) and catch as much as you can of what was about to come out of the boy. "fuck so hot.. so h-hot.." he hissed as the white ropes of cum splattered on your face, flinching backward slightly as the warm semen dripped down your nose and chin to your neck and shirt. panting like he ran a mile pumping himself steadily and milking himself dry, you swallowed whatever shot in your mouth licking your lips and corners of your lips making him groan.

"a slut for cum huh?"

"just yours.."

your voice was hoarse due to the previous activities, coated in saliva, cum and tears- makeup ruined along with your shirt he couldn't help but bite his lip at your fucked out persona. "you're so hot.." he let out a dry chuckle resulting in you blushing. "take this off yeah?" he referred to your drenched shirt making you look down at it before looking up at him with a smirk. "take it off for me." he scoffed at your response, patting his thighs to signal you to sit on them which of course you did. crawling up his legs like a cat desperate for attention, eyes locked together with your face painted with cum as if he owned you; in this case, it felt like he did.

"lift your arms baby.." gripping on the ends of your baby tee, he lifted it above your head letting your exposed breast hang out; he knew how much you were against bras due to how much the wires bugged you leaving you to feel uncomfortable so it wasn't a shock... though he has seen your boobs plenty of times, he still can't get enough of them.

"wanna fuck you so bad.." he whined lifting your skirt and repeating the same actions from before— skirt resting around your waist hand squeezing your ass. his free hand groping your tit as he began to suck on your neck, a mission to mark you up for the world to see that he had finally got you maybe even wants to keep you.

"hyuck.." and again

you whined like a child grinding down on his thigh.

"please.. i need you.." you whimpered as you circled your crotch around his thigh, didn't do as much justice as you wished but you were hoping he wouldn't leave you hanging for too long; thank god he didn't. "ride me, and after this i'll take such good care of you.." he mumbled into your neck. "treat you like a princess.. my princess.." he groaned as he reached to pull your underwear to the side, welcomed by your wetness he couldn't wait to make a mess out of you. "so wet.. i made you this wet? and you kept saying you didn't wanna fuck me.." and yet he still had time to make jokes, typical hyuck. "s-shut up."

you gasped feeling his fingers circle your swollen bud, jolting at the feeling that shot through your body like a firework-it felt amazing. the smirk on his face as he watched you gasp and bite your lip aggressively circling your clit slowly.

"c'mon baby, ride me." he taunted with a smile making you whine, trying your hardest to reach for his now harden dick to line him up with your drenched hole. he teased you further as he sped up his motions making you tense up and fall forward onto the male who had the audacity to chuckle at your reaction. "so mean.."

you whined into his chest as your chest heaved, regaining all the strength you had left in you to sit down on his dick. slowly inserting him into you, the unfamiliar stretch making your grip tighten against his shirt with your face making a slightly uncomfortable expression going noticed by the male. "i'm sorry i should've— fuck, i should've prepped you.." you shook your head in all honesty loving the stretch of him; feeling him glide down your walls with the help of your essence making it easier for the both of you.

"touch me hyuck.." you whimpered breathlessly, fuck you were gonna be the death of him. sliding down lower as you found yourself taking him all in. he didn't hesitate to circle your clit again as you moaned towards the ceiling, eyes shut tightly as you began to move at a comfortable pace before gaining enough strength to speed up the motion.

the lewd squelching noises on top of the throaty yet high-pitched moans coming from hyuck and the incoherent blabbering and hisses coming from you; at this moment it felt like angels were singing above you, clouds parting ways to shine a light down on the two of you, serenading soft beautiful tunes- sex with hyuck felt like heaven. "don't stop.."

you cried placing your arms on the back of you to rest on his knees for more support. he enjoyed this new feeling of being inside you, almost something he could've never imagined- his fantasies proving him dead wrong, they couldn't have topped how good you've been making him feel.. he swore he could get used to this. "g-gonna c-cum!"

"cum on my cock baby, make a mess on me..

wanna feel you cum on me.." he panted with his climax being close behind, falling into pure bliss of the delicious feeling you both couldn't pull it together.

everything was more than what you could ever imagine it being. shaking and thighs trembling your mind clearing of any thoughts as the sounds of angelic music filled your soul, growing louder and louder as you released all over his cock. a loud moan escaping you as you panted heavily, his cum painting your inner walls making you hum in satisfaction as you bounced mid-pace to ride out your highs before coming to a genuine halt.

"full.." you whispered as he sheepishly smiled at you. "gonna take good care of you like i promised princess.. gonna take it all like the good girl you are?”

he whispered back eyeing your lips before looking up into your mascara-stained eyes, looking so pretty after you cry. "y-yes hyuckie." you nodded as he placed a chaste kiss on your lips before flipping the two of you over, pulling out of you slowly which made you whine at the emptiness. "m'make you feel so good princess i promise.." "i know hyuckie.." you giggled as he gently began undressing your now bare bottom, your glistening cunt painted with his cum drove him through the roof- taking a mental picture of your perfect pussy with his essence for those late nights.

"fuck.. such a cute little cunt.."

kissing and nibbling on your inner sensitive thighs making them tremble slightly as he reached lower and lower to now only to be faced with your core. he licked his lips as he locked eyes with you before licking a long stripe from your hole to your clit. jolting in sensitivity he decided to take your engorged clit head-on. thrashing around slightly as the images from the video earlier started to cloud your mind, subconsciously mimicking the girl by grabbing onto your boobs for support and arching forward to chase for more of that incredible feeling.

"taste so good princess.." he groaned into your pussy, using his two fingers to push your pussy lips aside for more access to your clit. "h-hyuck!"

your throaty grunts coming out louder than expected, your freehand reaching to place on the top of his head; tugging at his scalp making him groan. he subsided the spread of his two fingers to now inserting them inside of you at ease. you sunk into the pleasurable movements he made on you, already feeling the familiar knot in your stomach arising and ready to explode in you.

"p-please please please.." you cried feeling your orgasm rushing through you quickly, grinding down on his tongue as he scissored you open at such a quick pace, reaching places you couldn't, curling them at just the right degree and hitting all the right spots— maybe he does hold his precious little title after all.

"cum baby, lemme taste you.." his simple words had you falling into a pit of pleasure, cumming harder than you ever had before making your stomach and thighs tense before turning into a sensitive shaking mess. "f-fuck!" you cried with both hands now gripping on your bedsheets for your dear life as he worked your pussy like magic. clenching your thighs around his head as he never came to a halt, fingers pumping in and out of you with his tongue licking at your clit at a brief movement.

"hyuck hyuck hyuck.." fuck fuck fuck

you spoke his name like a mantra, feeling your stomach twist and body jolting with electricity as if someone had put a defibrillator on you. "so good princess.. so good." and unfamiliar feeling erupted in you, the same feeling you had got when you would accidentally overstimulate yourself before you would stop due to the overwhelming feeling— it felt like an all-time high as he worked you up faster, pumping into you harder and deeper with his a-1 tongue game circling your bud beautifully.

"o-oh my god.."

you gasped letting whatever was pushing to come out of you out; ears ringing and eyes shut tight you couldn't hear how loud you were let alone the gushing sounds of your juices squirting out of you. hyuck continued his work until he knew you were fully satisfied; you felt numb and completely worn out, squirting as much as you could let you out before pushing hyuck away to signify you were truly done with his work.

"well.. now you can't tell me i'm not the school's sex god.."

he wiped his drenched face off with the ends of his shirt before completely taking it off and tossing it to the side with the pile of your scattered clothes. you lazily opened your eyes as he flopped down next to you, giggling as he pulled you into his embrace. "maybe you should prove it to me at least one more time.."

"god you're so obsessed with me!"

⭐︎

[liliansun]

two “rules” one problem

pairing : ex-bff!hyuck x fem!reader

wc : 14.8k

synopsis : despite your history, you and haechan couldn’t stand each other. that is till you’re paired up for a project and he’s just desperate enough for your help with his love life with the acception of his stupid rules

genre : enemies2lovers (best trope), ex-childhood friends to lovers (also best trope), fake dating, angst, fluff, college au

warnings : swearing, kissing, alcohol, haechan gets jealous, lying, uhh idk what else but lmk if i missed something (not proof read so i’m sorry 🥲)

If there was one thing twelve year old donghyuck wanted more in this world, other than his mom’s cooking, it was his two best friends coming together. You had been his friend since birth, both your mom’s bonding together before the two of you even came into the world. They met in a birth class, having similar due dates helped them both find comfort and friendship within each other compared to the other moms in the class that were farther along than them. They had already planned playdates after both you and donghyuck were born and even after all that time, they stayed true to those plans.

Your earliest memories have donghyuck in them in some shape, way or form. Whether he was attending you birthday party, or you to his, all the way to the two of you sharing the same home room when you both started school. The dynamic between you two was truly unmatched, something that could never be touched or fault. When you two got older, not much had changed. The excitement of high school had you both buzzing as each day passed through your final years of being just below the line of being a teenager.

Although you both were attached by the hip, you still found space in your young life to befriend other people, or at least donghyuck did. Thats how mark lee came into the picture, being a transfer student in the middle of the year made it hard for him to settle in and become comfortable. Donghyuck saw mark sitting along during lunch one sunny afternoon and although the two had a bit of a rocky start, their friendship blossomed into something that they both needed. Now that he had such a connection with his new found friend, all he wanted to do is share his love for mark with you. You thought you were a welcoming person, easy to get along with and fairly nice, but the day donghyuck brought you and mark together would just so happen be the day you lost your best friend.

“I’m telling you, that doesn’t sound right to me.”

Mark rolls his eyes, laughing a little under his breath as he strums his slender fingers against the strings on his guitar. “Its not finished yet, gotta trust the process.” You simply reply with a hum as you watch mark fiddle and try to tune the strings to his liking. The two of you were cooped up in his dorm room, him sitting on the edge of his bed with the instrument rested in his lap while you opted to sit in the chair that usually was tucked under his desk. “What are you doing here anyway, don't you have other friends to bother instead?” Rolling your eyes, you feel your phone buzzing in your pocket. “Actually, no i don't, i thought we went over this. Yeongmin is off studying so she can’t aid my boredom.”

Mark continued strumming along the strings till he got a rhythm he liked and started to hum along with the tune that was filling the room. “I swear you’re gonna be famous one of these days.” Looking down at your phone, you notice the groupchat you’re in with your friends is going off. “That would be nice actually.” Unlocking your phone, a smile spreads across your lips at the messages that were popping up. “Maybe if you didn’t have crippling stage fright, you’d be able to actually play the songs you sing to more people than just me.” A gentle laugh left mark’s throat as he set the guitar down on its stand beside his bed. “Actually, I sing to Haechan too, so don’t come for me.” His name left a sour taste in your mouth, your face scrunching up as you try to block out his stupid face in your mind. Mark could tell you two still weren’t on good terms, but he didn’t want to push it again and opted to pick up his phone that was vibrating on his bed.

You stole a glace at the screen, catching the name of the caller id. “Speak of the devil and he shall appear.” You mumble underneath your breath. Mark answers the facetime call, holding his phone in his hand, but opting to hold it further down at an angle. “Yo, whats up?” The background noise was windy, letting both you and mark know that he must've been outside. “Bro where have you been, i've been looking for you for hours!”

“If you didn’t find him, he obviously didn’t wanna be found, but if its you he’s hiding from who can blame him.” Mumbling beneath your breath, but mark still heard you. “Hey, you be nice over there.” haechan looked confused on the screen, strolling around on campus to his unknown destination. “Are you talking to yourself again?” mark turned his camera around, showing you sitting comfortably in his chair as you scroll mindlessly on social media. “No, im not talking to myself again, y/n is here.” by the mention of your name, haechan rolled his eyes. “Why is she always there when im coming over.”

“I didn't even know you're coming over.” added in his defense after switching his camera back around. “If that thing is on his way, i’m out.” you piped up, grabbing your bag from off the floor as you stood up from the chair. “Text me when you make it in at least?” mark felt helpless sometimes. He never truly understood what went down between you and haechan all those years ago, but splitting his free time between the two of could could be more challenging some days than others. If he wasn’t chilling with you in the comfort of the few places you knew haechan wouldn’t be caught dead near like your dorm or the library, he was chilling with haechan and the friend group they developed over the years being in college.

“Will do, have fun with the devils incarnate.” You say back as you’re opening the door to make your exit. Just as you’re leaving, you come face to face with something firm or shall you say someone. “Do you ever use those eyes of yours or are they just there for decoration?” you recognized that voice from anywhere, it being the same voice belonging to the one person you were hoping not to see on your way out. “Can you move lee, or are you just that self absorbed to think that I could just see you standing outside the door before it was even open?” Haechan scoffed as you walked past him, huffing as you nudge him with your shoulder to get him out of your way. From mark’s dorm to yours wasn't a far walk, which was good for you when you needed to get out of your room or just needed his help on an assignment. Unfortunately for you, it meant that haechan too didn’t have much of a far walk either seeing that his dorm hall was across from yours.

When you get into your room, your roommate wonchae looked up from her phone as she was laid out on her bed. “I thought you were at mark’s for a few hours?” Tossing your bag down beside the door you huff as you walk over to your bed and crawl underneath the blanket after removing your shoes. “I was till donghyuck decided to grace mark with his presence.” Wonchae giggled as she sits up, looking at you getting comfortable beneath your blanket as you pull your phone out. “Wanna call the girls over for a movie night instead?” you glance over at her, a smile spreading across your lips as you prop yourself up on your elbow. “As long as we’re not too loud again, we can’t afford another complaint this month.” Wonchae was already texting the groupchat before you could even finish your sentence. The night proceeded with you and your friends having a movie marathon despite your early class in the morning. You assumed it wouldn’t be too much to unwind a bit, binge watching three movies back to back. Somehow, you didn’t make it to your bed when you initially planned to due to the twins, wonchae and yechae convincing you to pull through the last movie.

Since the time on the clock read after midnight by the time the movies were finished, the three girls opted to sleep over with you and your roommate instead of taking the risk of going back to their own dorms. Yeongmin’s dorm was the furthest from yours, being about a twenty minute walk and you all collectively agreed she especially was sleeping over. Somehow you and yeongmin both managed to fit in your tiny bed for the night while the twins and sin-ra snuggled up on wonchae’s bed across the room. By the next morning, you woke up to the sound of yeongmin snoring in your ear beside you. She had her arms and legs tangled in yous, trying to pry her off you as you crane your neck to look over at the time clock on your desk. Your worst fears were confirmed when the time read nine after when your first class was supposed to finish. Quickly getting out of the warmth of your bed, you scramble to get ready and are out the door before you can properly apologize for waking everyone up.

If you were lucky, or rather fast enough, you can catch your professor before he starts his next class and get the notes on what you missed. You make a mental note to thank yourself when you set up your schedule for this semester for giving you breaks in between classes, especially on the midday schedules. As your toppling up the stairs leading into the building, you spot haechan leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. He hadn’t noticed you thankfully, not wanting him to hold the fact that you almost busted your face open trying to get inside over your head. He looked so into thought, looking out over the campus as you take the opportunity to grip the railing to catch your breath.

“Look who decided to show up for class today.” rolling your eyes, you straighten your posture as he pulls himself off the wall he once was comfortably leaning against. “Don’t start with me today, i almost died trying to get over here to catch professor choi before his next class.”

“Don't bother, he cut class short for some family emergency or something, but i can fill you in if you fix your attitude.” He truly was the epitome of your frustration. “Just tell me what i missed so i can get away from you as quickly as possible.” there was a mischievous glint in his eyes when he tools steps towards you. “Looks like you’re not gonna get too far, we’re partnered up for a presentation.”

If the universe didn’t already hate you, you’d think this was your first sign. “I can always request a partner switch, you know?” Haechan only laughs in response, clutching the bag hung over his shoulder with one hand. “Good luck with that, he made it pretty clear that he wasn’t giving in because this will be counted towards our final.” a sigh left your lips as you accepted your fate, you and haechan would have to spend an unknown amount of hours in each others presence without any chance at getting around it. “Just meet me after our next class and we can go over it then.” WIth that, you turned on your heals and made your way to the nearest cafe to get something in your body since you didn’t have the opportunity to grab breakfast. Thankfully for you, your campus was notorious for its tiny cafes placed around all of campus which not only helped feed your caffeine addiction, it helped other students make some money as they swim in student dept.

As good as every cafe you’ve been to on campus can be, none of them compare to the baristas at cafe neo, something about the way those boys make your drinks just the way you like them has been without a doubt why you only trust them with your order. As you make your way across campus and the cafe is within sight, you over hear a conversation between the two girls in front of you. “Oh my god, look what bomi just posted!” the one to your right gasped, whipping out her phone as she brings it to the slightly shorter girls attention. “You’re kidding, isn’t she dating haechan?” you’re trying not to be nosy, not fond of listening into other peoples conversation, but at the mention of haechan’s name, you can’t help, but keen in. “Guess not anymore, look at the caption, those hearts are definitely more than just friendly.”

The two part off of the way you were going, leaving you with little information as to what their reactions were about. You had just saw haechan, judging by his usual cocky and self absorbing nature, he seemed all but heartbroken. You push your wondering thoughts aside as you enter in the cafe, smiling over at the tall boy who stood behind the counter. “Welcome to cafe neo– oh hi y/n!” his nametag read jisung, but you always referred to him as the cute underclassman who blushed when you tipped him. “Hi ji, anything new on the menu?” Jisung smiled at you as you walk up to the counter. “Nothing today, chenle is still brainstorming over ideas to ask the culinary department on what they can come up with in the back, you just want the usual?” You skim over the menu that was hanging on the wall behind him, as if you got anything different, but it never hurt to look. “Mmm, yeah, just one please.”

Getting the money from your pocket, you lay it on the counter as he typed in your order on the screen in front of him. It’s times like this that make you wonder how often you come here for this boy to know your order by heart. He takes the money you laid out for him and as he tries to hand you your change, you throw your hand up in refusal. “No, you keep it, you boys work too hard.” theres a slight pinkish tent to his cheeks as he slips the few bills and coins in the glass jar beside the front of the counter. “I’ll call you when its ready!”

Throughout the rest of the day, you take your perfectly made drink with you to your next class and go about your day, everything feeling as normal as it could. One thing that slightly bothered you were the hushed whispers of Haechan’s relationship and how quickly his ex girlfriend seemed to move on. People were coming up with theories amongst themselves as to what could’ve happened and if Haechan knew. Just like you, some said he seemed fine for the first part of the day till the alleged post was made from which you overheard. You didn’t pay it any mind and went about your day till you were back in your room for the night.

“And if you carry this number, you should get one of these answers down here.”

“And how do i know if i got them right?”

“We won’t know till we actually try, now won’t we?” Jaemin, the guy who you shared a math class with last semester, asked you to tutor him this semester so that he might actually have a chance of passing the class and getting out of this hellhole. His words, not yours. “Or, brillant idea, you can use your pretty brain and show me which answer is correct.” Jaemin was indeed a smart guy, but it was moments like these that you questioned if he really had a multi functioning organ in that skull of his or was it just hot air. “Not a chance, solve it the way I showed you and we’ll go from there.” With a defeated huff, he finally puts the pencil that he has been fiddling with the last few minutes to work.

The two of you met in the library near his hall regularly, about twice during the week and an extra day is added when he has an upcoming test and if you have the time. The library usually was quiet around this time of day, most keeping to themselves as they cater to their own work, but for some reason you felt a pair of eyes staring at the back of your head. Just as you’re about to take a look around the room, the chair beside you is being pulled out and haechan finds himself in the seat next to you. “Where have you been?” you look over at him, slightly shocked to see him actually in the library. “Excuse me?” His face tells you that he’s annoyed, rolling his eyes dramatically as he leans into your personal space. “I said, where have you been, i've been all over campus for you and had to result to mark to find you.”

You motion to Jaemin who was focused in on the problem in front of him, or at least he was when you last looked his way. Now he has his signature grin on his lips, flashing his teeth as he witness the unwelcomed tension between you and haechan. “For your information, i’m tutoring pretty boy over here and your grumpiness is interrupting him.” Jaemin’s smile widens even more as the vein in Haechan’s forehead looks like it about to pop. “I, quite frankly, don’t give a fuck. maybe send someone a text next time so i don’t have to look so desprate to find you.” You scoff, sitting back in your seat as you realize his undertones. Who was he to say that looking for you made him look desperate, he literally is desperate in this moment.

“Sorry to break up this beautiful moment, but its about that time for me to go, so y/n, same time next week?” Nodding, you let out a sigh as Jaemin starts to pack his things into his bag and slings it over his shoulder. “There, happy now? You ran off Jaemin.” haechan ignores you, pulling his laptop out of his own bag and sets it onto the table. “We have roughly a month and a half to pump out a fucking book of an essay and make a slide point presentation, the faster we get this finished the less I have to see you in my free time.” He was truly unbelievable, first he comes and interrupts your personal time to help the needy, needy being Jaemin and his need to pass his class, and now he throws wanting to get away from you as quickly as he can? You are definitely adding this to the list of why you hate him.

The two of you go over the topic you were given, trying to break down the work between the two of you into categories: what you can do separate and what you’ll have to do together. Since you both were already here, you decided it would be best to get a head start on the research portion. Time must’ve caught up with you both, wrapping things up right before the library closed for the night. “I can’t look at this screen anymore, lets just end it here and meet up another day.” You grab your forgotten bag from the floor, carrying it on your arm as Haechan packs up his laptop. By the time he is done, you’re already making your way out the door and dredging the walk back to your dorm. Quick approaching steps trail behind you as haechan jogs to catch up to you. “Woah, not so fast, aren’t you forgetting something?” you don’t bother to stop, continuing your walk as he walks beside you. “And that is?”

“We don’t have any way of contacting each other, idiot, so give me your number.” You halt your movements and with a sigh, turn to face him. The bright sky from when you first entered the library earlier is now replaced with the deep colors of the night. The moon was full, shining its light down and being your only real light to see haechan’s features that seem more soft in this setting. “Do you still remember my number?” Haechan looks taken aback, looking at you with a lingering confusion in his eyes. “You still have that number?”

“Mhm, so if you still know it then there’s your way of getting to me.” You’re about to turn and make your way to your dorm, your stomach urging you to find food soon. Haechan was chewing on his bottom lip, reaching out for your arm as he watched you try to walk away. “What is it donghyuck? I’m hungry and tired, what could you possibly want now?” The wind leaves his lungs as you say his name. Once he got to high school, many people started sticking him with the nickname Haechan, the reasoning behind it was his bright smile and personality, but you still saw him as donghyuck even after all this time.

“Just come with me, your dorm is too far to be walking at this time of night.” You didn’t get a chance to protest, he was already dragging you along with him to his car parked out front. “Fine, but I swear if you try to kill me with your driving I will come back to haunt your ugly ass.” You earn a snicker from him, his hand still holding your arm till you two reach his car and you slide into his passenger seat. Haechan fits perfectly into the drivers seat, putting the keys into the ignition and starting up his car once you are locked in. The two of you don’t say much, letting the radio fill in the silence of the drive. You’re too busy looking out the window to realize he passes up your hall, looking over at him with confusion once you see an unfamiliar street.

“Uhm, where are we going?”

“Dinner.” The words fall from his mouth so nonchalantly that you don’t question it any further, sinking into the seat as you let him drive to wherever he wanted. You’re not exactly sure why, but part of you always wanted a moment like this. Sitting in the car with Haechan, driving around town till it got dark was one thing you dreamt of back when you were both young, back when you still could see yourself in his future. Now that you’re doing it, it almost feels foreign. Sure, everything about his car screamed Haechan, the little things dangling from his rear view mirror gave that away, but the boy beside you was far from familiar. He was uncharted territory, someone you barely knew and to be beside him, being this close to him brought on a headache you weren’t expecting.

The two of you pull through the Taco Bell drive through, getting in line behind the cars. “What do you want?” You tell him your order after glancing over the menu. Even though you already knew what you wanted, you still wanted to give it some time to tell him in the order you wanted it. You were the type of person who wasn’t afraid of change, but didn’t go out of your way to invite it either. Always ordering the same thing from each place you go, you found comfort in the things that could always remain the same, like your Taco Bell order.

After your order is put through, you’re pulling your wallet out to give him cash for your part. “Here, this is for the food.” Haechan simply ignores you, handing over his card to the guy at the window. “Hello? Take the cash before I take it back.” After getting his card back, he slips it into his pocket and pulls forward. “Save your money, y/n, it’s not a big deal.” He seemed short with you tonight, not speaking up or putting much of a fight into it like he usually did in the passing times you two saw one another. It felt odd to see him brush you off, an unsettling feeling washing over you as you put the money back into your wallet.

After he had gotten the food and your two drinks, he whipped his car around and parked in a spot on the side of the building. “Are you fine eating here, I’m kinda hungry and don’t wanna have to wait till we get back.”

“No, yeah, it’s fine, but are you okay?”

You could see his body tense up at your question, pushing the straw into your drink before doing so to his own. “I guess, why do you care?” You’re sorting through the bag, grabbing what you assumed was his and handing it over to him. He goes to grab his food from your hand, your fingers brushing against each other’s for a moment. It wasn’t an unpleasant feeling, the warmth of his hand against yours, but it felt all too familiar and you almost jerk back as he quickly grabs the food. “Because I’m a decent human being and I knew you well enough back then to know that something is off.”

If you could read his thoughts, you’d see how badly your words hurt him just now. You were far from wrong, you truly did know him like the back of your hand and maybe even better than he knew himself, but too much time between you two had you both wondering if you knew anything about each other anymore. Amongst the burning anger you both have for one another, there was still some sort of longing within you that had you both slightly questioning the downfall of your friendship, but never enough to where either would act on it. “I don’t know, it’s kind of weird to think of opening up to someone I hate.”

“Then don’t think about it right now, if you need someone to talk to then do so. If it means forgetting you hate me just to get it off your chest, do so donghyuck.” A somber smile finds its way onto his lips as he tears open the wrapping that covered his food. “You’re a little too nice to me for someone who hates me just as much as I hate them.”

“Just because I hate you doesn’t mean I’m evil, I have a heart too you know?”

“Oh really, I never would’ve guessed judging by the lifeless look in your eyes.” You roll your eyes at his jab, mumbling something about dropping it before relishing in your food. The two of you don’t talk much after that, sitting in his car with the only form of sounds filling it were you two eating till he dropped you off. After getting in, wonchae gave you a weird look as you looked both defeated and exhausted. You told her you had a rough day and wanted sleep to be the reason you forgot about it.

You hadn’t seen or heard from Haechan since the night he bombarded you in the middle of your study session with Jaemin then took you out to Taco Bell. Sure, you’d see him in your shared class, but not once did his eyes meet yours and he kept every snarky remark to himself if he had any. You didn’t pay it any mind, assuming whatever was going on with him would pass and he’d be back to his normal asshole-like self soon. In between your classes for the day, you decided to slip off to the neo cafe for some well needed caffeine to keep you going through the day. While you were here, you planned to slip off in a quiet corner and let the music they play in the small room milk your brain to help you continue working on the parts of your presentation with Haechan.

As you’re walking up to the counter, you notice Jisung was nowhere to be found and you opt to wait patiently by the counter. The ring of the bell signaling the doors movement doesn’t catch your attention, but the familiar voice behind you does when you turn your head to the boy who called your name. “Can I help you?” Haechan hadn’t turned to look at you, his eyes scanning over the menu. “What’s good here, do you know?” You give him a puzzled look, wondering where this small talk came from. “Uhm, if your taste buds are even remotely the same, I’d say you’d get the sweet honey taro drink, it comes iced or hot.” He simply nods, tearing his eyes from the menu and lets his gaze fall onto you. The two of you lock eyes for a moment, trying to find something that felt familiar behind them, but all you could see was the void behind his golden irises.

“Y/n, I’m so sorry to keep you waiting! Chenle was about to burn down the kitchen so I had to step away for a second.” Jisung’s voice pulled you out of your thoughts, turning to him with a soft smile. “That’s okay ji, I’m more than happy to wait if that meant this sacred place would still be my caffeine plug.” Jisung smiles as he enters your order, his attention going from yours to Haechan whose gaze has yet to leave your figure. Your eyes follow Jisung’s, looking over at Haechan. “Oh, no we’re not—“

“I’ll just have what she’s having.” Haechan pulls out some cash from his back pocket, bringing it out for Jisung. Your mind couldn’t wrap itself around Haechan’s weird demeanor lately, he not only has been nice to you, but he’s paid for you twice. You knew he was sick in the head, but now you’re guessing it’s more than just his mental stability. When Jisung gives Haechan his change, you fumble with your pocket and pull out a few bills to throw into the tip jar, something you didn’t want to miss even if you weren’t the one paying. Jisung silently thanked you with his smile, to which you returned and told you both that he’d call you when your drinks were ready.

You were about to start questioning the weirdly quiet Haechan before he motioned for you both to move over to a table a little further in a corner. The two of you sat down, setting your bag against your chair as you prop your elbows up onto the table. “Okay, you’re acting weird and it’s starting to make me feel uncomfortable.” Haechan’s lips part as he goes to speak, but Jisung’s presence interrupts him as the younger boy sets both the cups down. “Thanks, ji.” You said, grabbing one of the drinks and bringing it towards you. “Y/n, back in the car you said something that I’ve been thinking about lately.” He had your full attention, something that made him oddly feel sheer to you. You were leaned in, your body language letting him know that you were listening, despite the awkwardness of the moment.

“You said that even though you hate me, you still have a heart too.” Nodding in confirmation, you remember saying it, but it didn’t make sense as to why he was bringing it up. “I, uhm, don’t know if you heard or not, but my girlf—my ex broke up with me recently and I really want to get her back.” You bring the cup in your hands to your lips, taking in a slow sip in case his next words are your cause of death. “And the only way I can think to do that is to make her jealous and I know what you’re thinking and I can hear it now, but just hear me out?” There it was, his intentions and reasoning behind his odd behavior lately. As you process his words, you already know where this is going and your drink decides to be the one to take you out today instead. You start to choke as the liquid goes off its track and nearly comes back through your nose.

Haechan’s eyes widen, staring at you in surprise as you try to gain back the air that just left your lungs as you cough. “Are you okay?” You simply nod, patting your chest as your drink is put back onto the table and you’re taking in slow breaths to steady yourself in the seat. “Uh yeah, no wait, okay hold on, you want to do what now?” The boy across from you drops his head slightly, feeling embarrassed by even bringing up the situation. Yeah, he wanted his ex back, he truly loved her, or so that’s what he thought it was. “I know it sounds ridiculous, but you’re the only person I thought of.”

“And what makes you think it’ll be believable? I mean the whole campus knows we hate each other.”

“But they also know we have history, plus this project will be a good enough cover to make them believe we had some spark going off or whatever.” You stay silent, contemplating the whole ordeal. On one hand, this could go terribly wrong in many ways, people could not believe you two and this could blow up in your face for the rest of your time at this university or it could go great and once he’s back in the arms of his ex lover, he’ll finally leave your hair for good. “I’m not saying yes, so don’t get too excited, but if I were to think about it, what do I get out of it?” Haechan knew you were going to want something, a slight smirk forming in the corners of his lips. In his mind, he guesses some things never change and with that, neither have you. “I’ll leave you alone after this, no more bickering or picking at you and shit—oh and I’ll do half of your work for the project!”

Damn, he truly was desperate. You press your lips together, trying to debate if this truly would be worth it. The outcome, if good, would be best for both parties and maybe you’d finally have a peaceful rest of your time here. Something deep down inside tells you it’s a bad idea, but you choose to ignore it because if it meant he’d take over half of what you have to do on your shared presentation, more free time for you. “I have to go to class, but I’ll let you know by later tonight.” Your watch indicated if you didn’t leave now, you’d be late for your next class and since you have a lab today, you especially didn’t want to miss it. You go to stand, one hand holding your bag while the other grabs your cup. Haechan stands too, his bag still hanging on his shoulder as he goes to grab his cup. The two of you exit the Neo cafe quietly, unaware of the lingering eyes that follow you two out.

After your final class, you make a b-line to Mark’s dorm where he was expecting you. It had been a few days since you two had time to hang out and you both were taking the opportunity to have some study time together in the quiet of his dorm. Once he signs you in as a guest, you both go up to his dorm and make yourselves comfortable, you being at his desk and him sitting on his bed. “What do you have to get done?” Pulling out your notes from your lab along with your laptop, you set everything out on his desktop. “Just going over some notes and typing them into a small essay for class, you?”

“Man, I got a quiz to study for and since professor moon likes to give them at the worst times possible, I gotta get as much as I can in.” The two of you fell into a comfortable silence as you both busy yourselves in what you were doing, Mark had his speaker on and chose a calming playlist he created for when you two would study like this. The music really did help you stay focused, having something to fill the room to keep your brain from getting off track. You’re about halfway done typing away on your laptop when your phone buzzes beside it. Glancing over, you notice a few missed notifications from your shared group chat with your friends, a few social media notifications and a text from an unknown number. You’re about to pick up your phone to see who texted you when an incoming call pops up on the screen, the same number that texted you.

You slide your thumb across your phone, bringing it to your ear. “Hello?”

“You didn’t answer my text.” Of course it would be Haechan, who else were you expecting. In all honesty, you did expect him to text you at some point, but the call was a surprise for you. “I’m studying, like you should be doing too.”

“I need to know your answer, don’t get too excited.” You can practically feel him smirking through the phone followed by some shuffling. “Where are you anyway? I stopped by your hall and you weren’t there.”

Your posture straightens, wondering who he asked and what he told them when we made his way to your dorm. “You did what? Are you insane?” Haechan laughs, a soft laugh as you lean back in the seat. “Slightly, I’ve been told that’s a part of my charm though.” Rolling your eyes, you huff before looking over your shoulder at mark. “I’m with a friend, why?”

“Tell me where you’re at unless you want me to go to every hall on campus.”

“You’re fucking psycho, I’m with mark, idiot.” At the mention of his name, mark looks up at you as you swivel the chair around. You mouth Haechan’s name to him to which he looked genuinely confused. “Figures, I’m on my way.” He ended the call before you could even protest, swearing under your breath as you stood up to get your things together. “Why are you—actually no, since when did you and Haechan call each other?”

“I’ll explain later, I gotta go though bub, but I appreciate you studying with me.” You gave mark an apologetic smile as you packed your bag up with your laptop, making sure to grab everything you had. “Text me when you get in.” Mark had stood up from his bed, making his way over to you to gently pull you into a hug. The two of you never hugged much, the sudden affection leaving you taken aback slightly, but nevertheless you wrap your arms around him as he did you. “I’m right across the street, I’m not going rouge.” He hums, pulling back from the hug as he gives you an uneasy smile. “Yeah, I know, but you’re going with Haechan and that’s what makes me worried.”

It too made you worried, even if you didn’t exactly agree to his lil situation he proposed earlier, that nagging feeling that it wasn’t going to end well never left you every time you gave it more thought. “I’ll be fine, plus my location is on if I don’t text you by nine.” Mark only laughs as your arms drop from around him and you leave his room. It doesn’t take you long to get out the building, spitting Haechan’s car parked in front with his passenger window rolled down. He’s leaned over, a smirk across his lips while one hand grips the top of the steering wheel. “Hop in.” He says as you make your way down to his car. Once you get in, you throw your bag in his back seat and fasten your seatbelt before Haechan takes off and drives you two off campus.

“And where exactly are we going?”

Haechan doesn’t look over at you, his eyes focused on the road, but he can feel your stare on him. He was wearing a letterman jacket with a black shirt underneath and some jeans that complemented the look, it was the first time you really took in his attire and you swore he didn’t have that jacket on earlier. “Somewhere quiet we can talk, to sort everything out for the show we’re about to put on.” He’s cocky, confident and arrogant. You hated it, hated how smug he looked as the words fell from his mouth. “I haven’t even said yes yet, did that get through your thick skull?” He takes a moment to glance over at you, his mischievous expression never faulting. “You wouldn’t be in my car with me if you didn’t want to.” Fuck him for being right and fuck him for being slightly attractive when he said it. Slightly, not very or even a full hundred percent, but slightly.

He drives you two off to an abandoned looking parking lot where he puts his car into park and turns slightly to face you. “Have you thought about it enough?” You turn to face him, getting as comfortable as you can in the seat. “I guess, but you better pull through with doing half of my part of the project or else I’ll castrate you, no hesitation.” Haechan laughs, a full laugh that has his head tilting back just a bit. You’re fighting the smile that threatens to form on your lips. “You have my word, but we have more important things to go over.” He searches your face when you remain quiet, having the same look you did back at the cafe earlier, he knew you were listening. “Okay, so I was thinking our first appearance as a newly and very much in love ‘couple’ should be at the party this weekend.”

“Scratch that, I don’t party.”

“You’re gonna have to if you wanna keep up with me.” You scowl at him, rolling your eyes mentally as you give in. “Fine, but I’m not making it a habit, I have grades to keep up ya know?” He simply nods, going over the next few things y’all as a couple would have to do together in order to pull this off. Your first outing would be at the party, to much of your disapproval and the following will fall into place like dominos. You’d start having lunch together if your schedules met up, the two of you would spend time between classes together, again if your schedules met up, then you’d also have to sit beside him in your shared class. He also made mention that he’d be picking you up and dropping you off at your dorm so that you’d always be seen with him to make it believable. “Now we need to set some ground rules.”

“Ground rules? What are we, five years old?”

A memory flashes through Haechan’s mind, back to when you two were five. You had been on the playground at school by yourself and he was off on the monkey bars when you had fallen off the swing. The ground did not aid your fall, scraping your elbow and knee which resulted in a cry that not only alerted your teacher, but haechan. When get got to you, you were sniffling over the pain and the dirt on your dress, a dress that your mom bought for you for your previous birthday. “Y/n, i told you to wait for me.” Five year old Haechan pouted as he walked with you and the teacher to the nurses office. “I wanted to swing, I didn’t think I’d get hurt.” You replied, holding his hand gently. After that day, the two of you made a rule that you’d play together to make sure if something went wrong, you’d be by each other's side.

“The first rule, no one can know, not your roommate or your friends, if you have any, not even Mark.” You scoff, hitting his arm to which he whined. “For your information, I have friends and it’s not only Mark.” Haechan rubs the sore spot on his arm as he shakes his head at you. “Yeah yeah, the voices in your head don’t count.”

“Fuck you, Lee.”

“Second rule, no falling in love, not with anyone while this is going on, which goes without saying, but no hooking up either and no falling in love with me.”

“How can anyone fall in love with someone like you?” You didn’t realize the weight of your words till you watched the smile from his face fade away. Guilt washed over you in a wave, your face dropping as you see him fiddling with the buttons on his jacket. You’re about to apologize when you see his mood shift, he turns back facing the wheel and starts his car. “Yeah, anyway, two rules and that’s that.” You don’t say anything back, turning back in your seat to fasten your seatbelt. Haechan drives you back onto campus and drops you off in front of your hall. “What time is your class in the morning?” He asks as he puts his car into park. “I think it’s an eight am class, but I’ll text you when I get in.” He nods as you free yourself and get out of his car.

Heading upstairs, the phone in your hand is going off with missed messages from your group chat with your friends. You’re smiling down at them as you push your door open, only to look up and see your four friends sitting with their arms crossed. “Oh hello, did I miss something?”

“We missed you!” Yeongmin stated, sitting with her legs crossed on your bed. “Where have you been, ma’am?” Yechae asked as she gave you a knowing smile. “I was just out, jeez, I’m sorry mom.” Sin-ra giggles as she pushes out her phone for you to see. “Uh huh, and whose car was this?” All the girls ooo at you as you sit down on your bed, filling in the spot next to Yeongmin. “You watched me!” Wonchae shook her finger at you, “What else were we supposed to do when you went missing? One minute, you’re at Mark’s dorm and the next, you’re off the grid!�� The four girls immediately started questioning you as you brushed off their curiosity with half-assed answers. You wanted so badly to tell them all that’s going on and the situation you had gotten yourself into, but that was one of the two rules Haechan made. No one can know.

A loud knock on the door interrupts the conversation, all of you looking at one another. “Oh, that must be our RA, I think the pizza is here.” Yeongmin gets up from your bed and goes to open the door, unexpecting the boy who was on the other side. “Hi, uhm, is y/n here?” Haechan’s voice immediately caught your attention as you scramble off your bed while the other three girls give you wide eyed looks. “I’ll get it!” Yeongmin’s grip on the door is stronger than your force of trying to push her out the way. She moves, but not enough to where you'd be blocking their view. She only steps back, opening the door even more for them all to see him standing there with your bag in hand. “Hi, sorry, I didn’t even realize I left it.”

Haechan can tell by the look on your friends' faces that they were shocked to see him there. He had an audience and he was about to put on a show. “No problem baby, you left it in my backseat.” The sudden nickname makes your stomach flip, but you weren’t about to show him that. Instead, you reach for the bag to which he moves with his hand. “Ah ah, I want a kiss goodbye first.” You immediately glare at him to which he gives you a smirk. “Not in front of my friends, silly.” The emphasis you put on the last word has Haechan smiling even wider. “Just one for the road?” With a deep breath in, you had only two options. Kiss him and get him to leave or knee him in his most valued area, but that would be too red of a flag for your friends. You take a step closer to him, standing up on your toes as you press a quick peck on his cheek. As you do so, you grab for your bag that he still was holding, your fingers brushing against his.

“Thank you, I’ll see you in the morning?” Haechan looks dumbfounded for a minute, blinking down at you with slightly parted lips. He wasn’t expecting you to actually kiss him, so for you to do so, he was a bit taken aback. “I’ll be here, goodnight babygirl.”

The show Haechan put on caused an uproar within your friend group that lasted just long enough before the three had to go back to their rooms. They were questioning everything from what the hell that was and since when were you babygirl for anyone else, but them. When you finally admitted that he was your (fake) boyfriend, they all congratulated you on your new relationship and only wished they knew about him before.

The next morning went according to your plans you and haechan texted about the night before. He picked you up, parked right in front of your dorm before your class and even stopped by and got you a drink from the Neo cafe. After he dropped you off at your first class, you didn’t see him much till your shared class where he saved you a seat. The two of you went your separate ways after he walked you to your next class and eventually he dropped you off back at your dorm. “The party starts in a few hours so I’ll text you when I’m coming by.” He said, watching as you get out of his car. “Got it, also don’t come in again, you nearly killed my friends with your little stunt you pulled.” This earned a laugh from Haechan as you shut the door and he waited till you were inside before he pulled off.

By the time you got inside your room, all your friends were already sitting on your and wonchae’s beds as they watched a movie on your shared tv. “Oh good, just in time, the movie just started!” Yechae smiled at you as she paused the movie. “Actually, I have plans, I’m so sorry.” A pout forms on your bottom lip in hope they forgive you. “Actually, do you guys wanna come with me? Haechan is taking me to a party and I don’t wanna leave you guys here.” Sin-ra was already jumping off the bed as she went straight to your closet. “A party, fucking bet!” The other three girls join in as they raid Wonchae’s closet and you text Haechan letting him know they’re coming. To your surprise, he responds with ‘the more the merrier ;)’ and you brush off the wink as you try to hide the blush that crept onto your cheeks.

Since there were so many of you and you know already you won’t all fit in Haechan’s car, the girls opt to take Yechae’s car as well and after you all get dressed, you get a text that Haechan was waiting for you out front. “Alright, he’s here, y’all ready?”

“Go ahead and send us the address, we’ll catch up.” Yeongmin gives you a playful push out your door, turning to ask her why before she shuts the door. With that, you go ahead down to his car and open his passenger door. “Hey, the girls are gonna meet us there so can you send me the address really quick?” You haven’t looked at him yet, trying to get your phone out of your pocket. Haechan, on the other hand, couldn’t tear his eyes off of you. You chose to wear an off the shoulder shirt to attempt to blend in paired with some of your nicer jeans and the exposed skin has his heart racing. “Hyuck?” Turning your attention to him, you take in his attire. Leather jacket with a white undershirt and black jeans paired with a black belt. Damn, he actually looked good.

“You look beautiful, y/n.” He sounded like he didn’t mean to say that out loud, his voice barely over a whisper, but that didn’t stop the blood rushing to your cheeks. “Thank you, not too bad yourself.” Haechan’s face was similar to yours, his cheeks a soft shade of pink. Not just from your compliment, but from how effortlessly the forgotten nickname rolled off your tongue. A few minutes felt like forever passed, the two of you staring at each other with something similar in each other's eyes. For Haechan, it looked like a longing feeling swirling around in his eyes while for you, he could see the same little girl you were back when you were kids and he wonders how much time has passed since he’s seen you like this. You’re the first to break contact, looking away awkwardly as you open your phone to Yechae’s messages. “The address?”

“Huh, I’m sorry, what did you ask for?”

“I asked you earlier for the address to the party.”

Haechan’s lips formed an o as he took the phone you handed over for him. He took the phone, this time your fingers just miss each other and you can’t deny you miss the warmth that radiates from him. After he types in the address, he hands over your phone and the two of you drive silently to the party with the music volume on low. It doesn’t take you long to arrive, people coming in and out as he opts to park up front. “Isn’t it illegal to park here, I thought this was for members only?” You’re unbuckling your seatbelt as you look through the window at the Greek letters above. “Not for me it isn’t.”

His words alone leave you slightly confused, but you get out of the car and as he walks on the other side, he has his hand out for you. “What am I supposed to do with that?”

“Grab it, we’re a couple, remember?” Oh yeah, you’re here as his girlfriend. Right. Hesitantly, you take your hand within his and interlock your fingers. You haven’t held his hand since you were kids, but damn did it feel right. His hand, obviously larger now, fits with yours perfectly and you shove down the butterflies that climb up your throat as the two of you go inside. The room was crowded, people everywhere leaving little room to actually get through. Haechan’s grip on your hand tightens as he guides you through the room and you can feel the stares of everyone on you as you two make your entrance. The two of you find your way through the main area and over to a slightly less crowded place where some familiar guys stand around a table playing beer pong.

“I want you to meet some guys.” He says loudly to make sure you can hear him over the music. You simply nod and stand a little closer to him as people walk past you. Haechan calls over a few guys you’ve only seen in passing, one very tall and the other slightly shorter with multi-colored hair. “Johnny, Taeyong, this is my girlfriend y/n, y/n, this is Johnny and Taeyong.” Johnny, the taller one gives you a sweet smile as he grabs your free hand and brings it to his lips. “Pleasure to meet you.” Taeyong laughs as he pats the others back. “Watch it, Haechan is giving you the death glare.” Haechan drops your hand as you shyly smile, wrapping his arm around your waist and resting his hand firmly on your hip. “It’s nice to finally meet you y/n.”

“You’ve heard of me before?”

Taeyong and Johnny exchange looks as they smirk. Haechan on the other hand turns his head as he begins to blush. “Lover boy over here talked about you nonstop when we first met him, i was starting to believe you weren’t real until he told us he finally asked you out.” Taeyong’s words came to you as a shock, not believing Haechan had talked about you to anyone before. “Believe me, he’s definitely down bad for you. You got a good one, Haechan.”

“I know.” He replies with a wide smile as you turn to face him, you’re definitely going to question him on this later. “We’re gonna go get a drink, I’ll catch up with y’all later.” His hand leaves your hip, immediately intertwining his fingers with yours as he gives both boys a hug. You wave them goodbye before Haechan leads you two into the kitchen. “Want anything?” He asks, looking over the table with a variety of alcoholic drinks. “I’ll take some water, I’m not sure if I wanna drink tonight.” He simply nods, respecting your choice as he himself grabs a beer. Just as you’re about to leave, you and haechan turn to see a girl walking in with her arm wrapped around the guy she was with.

“Haechanie, I didn’t know you were coming!”

Judging by how tense Haechan felt beside you, you can only assume that this was his ex, Bomi. “Uh, yeah, I didn’t think you’d be here either.” His tone was flat, but his face was mixed with pain and uninterest. “Yeah, I came with Kai, Kai this is Haechan.” Her smile was fake, even you could see that and the guy she was holding onto gave one similar as he replied with a hey. “Oh I’m sorry, I didn’t notice you there, and who are you?” Her eyes looked soft, but if you looked any closer you could see the burning flame behind that glossy coat. Her lips were turned upward into a smile, but you knew she was lying between her teeth to make you seem less important, to make you feel less important.

“I’m y/n, Haechan’s girlfriend.” You said, squeezing his hand in yours. Haechan came back to his senses, looking over at you with a fond smile. You could feel his gaze on you, but you wanted to mess with his ex a little more. “Who are you? I don’t think I caught your name.” Bomi laughed, a little too loud as she threw her head back a bit. “I’m Bomi, Haechanie’s ex.”

“Oh really, never heard of you.” Your lips purse up a little as you look over at Haechan, his eyes softening when yours lock with his. You honestly could get lost in them if you didn’t realize the amount of people who were staring at you right now. Your attention turns back to Bomi and her new arm candy, her cheerful expression now long gone. “Sorry, we were just stopping for a drink, but it was nice to meet you.” And with that, you guide Haechan from the kitchen and maneuver your way around with him in hand till you reach the stairs. Haechan had silently been following you, thoughts swimming around in his head. “You know a room we can go to that’s clean?”

“Moving pretty fast now aren’t we y/n.”

“Oh shut up, just get us somewhere quiet.”

Haechan smirks as he leads the two of you upstairs, going down a hallway till he stopped at a room and pulled his eyes from his pocket. With his free hand, he unlocks the door and walks inside with your hand still in his. “I lock it when I’m out so that no one can do anything unholy to my bed.” His words register in your brain, but you’re too distracted as you look around in the room. There were vinyls plastered onto the walls, wireless headphones sitting carefully on the side table next to his bed. Haechan drops his hand from yours, furrowing his brows at the lack of warmth that reaches his fingertips while opting to sit on the bean bag across from his bed. You sit down on his bed, noticing he too was already sitting.

Patting your thighs, you take a deep breath in to collect your thoughts from all that’s happened since you two got in while Haechan looks deep in his own head. “So, she’s something.” He laughs softly, fiddling with his fingers as he stares into his lap. “Yeah, she is.”

“And you talk about me?”

Leaning back into the bean bag, he looks at you through hooded eyes. “I did when I first got accepted in, they went around asking personal questions as a bonding experience and you were all I really knew so you naturally came to mind.” You’re fighting the frown as you think about how long you two have hated each other, almost forgetting why you two grew apart for so long. “You okay, after seeing her and all?” With his lips pressed together, he simply nods as he closes his eyes. “I’ll have to be, I mean she looked pretty pissed to see you with me, so that’s a step right?”

“Yeah, I guess.” It felt very awkward to be having such a deep conversation with him, but somehow it also felt right. Your silence is interrupted when your phone starts buzzing, pulling it from your pocket and bringing it to your ear to answer it. “Hello?”

“Hey, we’re here, where are you guys?” Yeongmin called you, you assumed from downstairs as you can hear the faint music through one ear and the louder music through the phone in the other. You mouth to haechan that they were downstairs and ended the call telling her you were on your way. The two of you interlock your hands before going back downstairs, looking for the girls within the crowd. From the staircase, you can barely see them on the dance floor and you signal to haechan to follow you. As you make your way through the sea of bodies against bodies, you see your friends laughing and holding hands as they dance together.

“This is so much fun!” Wonchae smiled at you as she and Yechae held each other close. “If you have any more parties, invite us again!” Yeongmin and Sin-ra smiled at you and haechan, giggling to each other as their favorite song was blasting from the speakers. Haechan drops his hand, turning you around with his hands on your hips. He leans in as he pulls you against him, his lips brushing the shell of your ear. “Wanna dance?” There’s a faint blush on your cheeks as you simply nod, hesitantly wrapping your arms around his neck. The two of you fall into a rhythm and sway with each other for what feels like hours. After dancing for so long, you’re starting to feel the effects of the night and tell Haechan you’re ready to go home.

You lost the girls way earlier before you decided to leave, sending them a text to tell you when they make it in. Haechan leads you outside, the wind blowing slightly as you two step out of the party. You shiver slightly, rubbing your arms as you walk over to his car. Haechan notices the goosebumps on your skin, immediately taking his jacket off and throwing it over your shoulders. “You’re gonna catch a cold, take it back.” As you’re protesting, he simply shakes his head. “I’m alright for now, just keep it on so you won’t catch a cold.” The warmth of the leather silences you, walking around the front of his car and resting against the top as he stands in front of you.

“Did you at least have fun?”

“For my first college party, yeah I had fun.”

Haechan gasps as you look at him confused. “This was your first party?” You simply nod, chewing on your bottom lip before laughing softly. “As you can tell from my friends, we don’t get out much and the only other person i talk to is Mark.” Haechan steps closer to you, losing in the distance as he tilts your head towards him with his finger. “Let me at least make it memorable.” Your face is bright red as he leans in, pressing his lips against yours. You stay still, afraid that if you move, he’ll move and you hate to admit to yourself that you don’t want to move. His lips were soft against yours as he tilted his head to deepen the kiss. Your hands reach out for him, gripping the fabric of his shirt while his hand moves from your chin to cup the side of your cheek.

Haechan was the first to break contact, pulling back as he looked down at you. “How was that for a first college party?” You shake your head, letting go of his shirt to give him a slight shove. “Take me home, idiot.” He laughs as you stand from the hood of his car and the two of you get in, driving around to your hall before you go your separate ways.

The next few weeks go by smoothly, you and haechan seem to be fooling everyone with your physical touch and playful banter when you’re out together. He sits with you when you two go to the cafeteria, eating meals together during your breaks between classes. He’ll meet you at the neo cafe and order your drink for you before you arrive and if you’re tutoring Jaemin, he’ll bring you your drink and sit with you till you’re done. He’s made it a habit to bring you to Taco Bell after your tutoring sessions are over and you two even spend time in the library working on your project, but haechan doesn’t get much work done before he’s bugging you for attention. After all these years, you almost forgot how touchy he is, always grabbing your hand or resting his head on your shoulder and vice versa. The two of you have everyone fooled, even Mark.

“I still can’t wrap my head around you and haechan, I mean one day you were seconds away from ripping his throat out and now you’re giggling at his texts.”

You sheepishly smile as the two of you walk back to his dorm, holding your bag in your hand as you think how much has changed between you and Haechan. Even when you’re alone, he acts no different. He still grabs your hand, plays with your hair, complements you every morning and smiles at you as if every day was the first day you saw each other. You’d be lying if you said you didn’t feel any different towards him, but you always push those feelings down and remember how you got here. He wants her back, he doesn’t want you, and every time you think of them two wrapped up in each other's arms like how he does with you, it hurts a little more than it should.

“I guess people change, I mean we were friends for a while when we were kids, that played into it too.” You were being truthful, reminiscing on the crush you had on Haechan growing up. Never in a million years would you have told him that, but in a way you also never were given the chance to. Now, here you are with those same harbored feelings and still don’t have a clue with what to do with them. After this is all over, he’ll leave your life once again and you’ll be left to fill the void that no one has ever come close to when it comes to him. “Yeah, I’m just saying, it’s a little weird to me, but I’m happy that you’re happy.” You give Mark a playful shove as you two walk inside his hall and go up to his room. You and Mark haven’t had much time together since you and Haechan started ‘dating’ and today was one of the days you two planned on studying in silence till you both grew bored and ended up listening to music.

“What’s on the agenda today? I got a psych essay to get out of the way.”

“I have some more lab work to go over, but I’m essay free.”

Mark opens his door for you and follows behind as you set your bag down beside his desk. The two of you go about doing your work as your phone starts to buzz on the desktop. Picking it up, you see you have missed texts from Haechan and a few missed calls. Just as you’re about to call him back, his name pops across your screen. Swiping across your phone, you bring it to your ear. “Hey, I’m so sorry my phone was on silent and I just now—“

“Where are you? I’ve been waiting for you by your last class for hours.”

Judging by his tone, he seems annoyed. You felt guilty, forgetting to text him before you met up with Mark to let him know of your plans. “I’m so sorry, Mark and I met up and were studying in his room.” Haechan scoffs, rolling his eyes if you could see him. “I’m on my way, meet me in the car.” With that, he hung up as you let out a sigh. “Who was that?” You’re packing up your bags as you look over at the window. It’s raining outside and it doesn’t look like it’ll be letting up anytime soon. “Haechan, he called and wanted me to meet him outside, i kinda forgot to tell him I was coming with you and he’s kinda upset.” Mark gave you an apologetic smile to which you returned. “Be careful out there and don’t worry, I doubt he’s that mad, okay?”

You simply nod and bid him a goodbye before leaving his room and heading downstairs. When you go out the front doors, Haechan is already parked out front and you hold your bag to your chest to protect it from getting soaked as you run down to his car and quickly get inside. Haechan was gripping the wheel as he stared down at his lap, not looking your way once as you shut the door as you got in and placed your bag between your legs rather than in the back seat. “You okay hyuck?”

Haechan was quiet, you knew he was upset, but you’re starting to think there were underlying reasons as to why. “Why didn’t you tell me you were with Mark.” You bite your lip, furrowing your brows as you reach over to touch him. “I said i was sorry, it completely slipped my mind and I didn’t mean to not tell you, he just asked me if we could hang out since we haven’t recently.”

“How hard is it to send a simple text, y/n?” He definitely was pissed, his knuckles turning an off shade of white with how tight he was gripping the wheel. “Why are you so mad, you know Mark, it wasn’t like I was out with someone random?”

“I’m pissed because I had someone come up to me asking why my girlfriend was walking off giggling with some guy, you ever think of that?”

He’s unbelievable, he’s literally unbelievable. The nagging feeling that this whole situation wasn’t going to end well resurfaces without hesitation, leaving you with a sense of deja vu. “Fake girlfriend, did you forget that?” Haechan laughs, not a genuine laugh, but a laugh that almost felt forced. “You’re right, how could I forget, I mean you’ve done it before so I’m not surprised you’re doing it again.”

“Doing what exactly, donghyuck.”

“Stealing Mark away, taking all of his precious time and acting as if I don’t exist.” His words hit you hard, bringing you back to the day you two first parted ways. When Haechan first introduced you and Mark, there was no doubt in his mind that you two would get along and he was looking forward to spending his days with both of his closest friends, but even at such a young age, jealousy got the best of him. Upon meeting, you and Mark clicked as if you were meant to be friends, talking and laughing together while Haechan stood silently and felt lonely. He didn’t like how quickly you got along with Mark, he didn’t like how much he hated bringing you two together, he especially didn’t like how much resentment he felt towards you even if he didn’t know what he was feeling.

He told you he hated you that day, out of anger and hurt. Not once did he mean it, in fact there were so many times he had wished he never said it and turned the clocks back to keep him from hurting you so badly. The damage had already been done, tears falling down your young cheeks when he told you he had never wanted to be your friend again. You were confused, hurt and overall overwhelmed with the events that happened that day, but you turned your sadness into the same hatred he said he had for you and from then, the two of you never had a nice thing to say about one another. Now here you were, sitting in his car with the hopes of you two finally making progress gone.

“I don’t steal his time, he gives it to me, but you wouldn’t know that because you force people to be around you.” You didn’t mean it, you didn’t even want to say it, but haechan was prideful and used his words to hurt others when he was hurting and you weren’t going to let him win again. “Did you forget that I’m your first actual boyfriend and I’m not even dating you, it’s kind of pathetic you had to get a fake boyfriend to even know what it’s like to have one.” You didn’t realize when you started crying or why you were crying in the first place. Maybe it was because you were angry, angry that he was angry at you over something so little and so stupid. Maybe it was because he hurt you and continues to hurt you over and over and the lines between what was real and what was fake have been blurred.

“Fuck you haechan, I mean honestly, I thought maybe you’d change, maybe the boy i knew then was still there.” He still wasn’t looking at you, he couldn’t bring himself to meet your eyes and see the damage he’s done. “Maybe you didn’t know me at all.” He knew it before you said it, that everything the two of you had been building up to for nearly a month was all over. He didn’t want to believe till you said it, but deep down he knew. “Fuck this, fuck your stupid little plan to get your shitty ex back and fuck you.”

With that, you grabbed your bag and got out of his car, leaving Haechan with his thoughts and the tears that slid down his cheeks as he watched you walk away. Part of you wanted to go back inside to Mark’s room, but that would mean you’d have to explain everything and that was all too much for you to unpack right now. Instead, you walked back to your hall, soaking from head to toe by the time you made it to your room. Wonchae was sitting in her bed when you came in, immediately questioning you why you were soaking wet, but when she realized you were crying, she took you into her arms and held you till you settled down.

That night all the girls came over and stayed with you till you cried yourself to sleep. You had come clean to them all, telling them about the pretend dating to help him get his ex back all the way to your childhood with Haechan and even the fallout of your friendship. You even told them about the feelings you were harboring, sobbing through your broken words. They tried to reassure you, telling you that they believed there was something real between you and Haechan, but you couldn’t bring yourself to believe them, not after what you just went through with him. Thankfully for you, it was a weekend and you didn’t have classes till the following Monday and that meant you didn’t have to try and avoid him as much as possible.

By the beginning of the week, you do your best to dodge him in any way. You stopped going to the Neo cafe for the first week, Sin-ra taking the initiative to bring you your drink every morning before your first class. In the class you shared with him, at first you’d sit in the very back to avoid being near him and people quickly took notice. It wasn’t long before whispers started going around that you two had broken up and Mark was a part of some of the rumors. When he got wind of everything, you told him the same thing you told your friends and he apologized to you for everything. After so many years, he finally knew why you and Haechan stopped being friends and he felt responsible for that, but you reassured him that there was nothing he could’ve done then or now.

It was nearing your last week for your project and you’re sitting in your shared class with Haechan who was nowhere to be seen. As you’re leaving when the professor tells everyone class was dismissed, your professor stops you and asks you to stay behind. “I wanted you to know that Donghyuck already submitted his portion of the project, so I’ll only need the remaining 25% from you.” You’re confused and it’s evident on your face as you grip the bag over your shoulder. “I’m sorry, but we agreed to split it down the middle, what did he submit already?”

“Are you sure? He emailed me this morning and submitted the essay portion and said you’d do the final draft on the slide presentation. Get with him and let me know before the deadline.” You simply nod and bid him a farewell as you leave your last class for the day. There are so many thoughts in your head as you pull your phone from your pocket and just as you’re about to text Haechan, you bump into someone on your way out. “Oh I’m so sorry.”

“Oh, I’m so—y/n?”

When you look up from your phone, you see Johnny standing in front of you. He was a little taken aback to see you, but still happy that he ran into you. “Oh hey, what’s up?” The two of you make small talk as you stand outside the building, chatting about the little things in life. “Oh before I forget, you’re coming to the party tonight right?” You’re unsure what to tell him, your silence leaving open room to answer. “It’s okay if you can’t make it, Haechan said you two were working on a big project so I get why you haven’t been around, but if you come tonight we’d be happy to have you.” Hearing Haechan’s name felt almost foreign, having neither your friends or Mark even uttering his name over these last few weeks. “I’ll see if i can make it.” Johnny gives you a genuine smile before heading off and you two go your own ways. When you make it back to your hall, Wonchae and Yechae are sitting on Wonchae’s bed as they watch a movie on her laptop.

“Wanna watch the movie with us, I can put it on the tv?” You smile at Yechae’s offer, but simply shake your head. “I’m gonna go to sleep instead, thank you though.” You slip underneath your blanket and lay in bed till your eyes get too heavy to keep open anymore. You’re not sure what time it was when your phone starts going off, waking you from your peaceful sleep. Your fumble as you sit up in bed, grabbing your phone from your side table. Through tired eyes, you see an unknown number calling you and hesitantly, you slide across your phone to answer. “Hello?”

“Y/n, we need you here! Haechan is whining for you.” You recognize Johnny’s voice, the mention of Haechan’s name sending a rush of adrenaline through your body. “Where is he?” You try to be as quiet as you can, looking over at Wonchae and Yechae cuddling silently in her bed. “He’s upstairs, I kind of lost him when I was busy cleaning up his puke, but I managed to snatch his phone before he disappeared to call you.” With a heavy sigh, you climb out of bed and throw on a sweatshirt before telling Johnny you’re on your way. Without a car, you’d have to walk all the way to the frat house where the party was thrown, but it’d take too long for you to get there so you opt to run instead as you mentally thank yourself for taking track one year in high school.

As you’re reaching the doors to the house, you’re panting and out of breath while dragging yourself inside. Pretty much everyone was gone and the scattered cups on the ground gave you an idea of how the night went. Johnny was crouched down picking things up off the floor when you walked in, looking your way as you tried to catch your breath. “Oh hey y/n, you okay? You look kind of..sweaty.” You shook your head as your hands rested on your hips, taking in slow deep breaths to steady your breathing. “Where is he?” You were here to find Haechan, as much as you wanted to make small talk with Johnny, you were too tired to even try. “Check his room, Taeyong should still be up there with him.” Nodding, you drag your feet towards the staircase and tiredly make your way to the top. Going solely off memory, you walk down the hallway till you’re standing in front of Haechan’s room. From inside, you can hear faint crying and Taeyong’s voice.

Pushing the door open gently, you see Haechan sitting on his bed with a cup of water in his hand while Taeyong is sitting beside him. When he noticed your entrance, Taeyong stood up from the bed and silently walked towards you. He placed his hand gently on your shoulder before walking out of the room and shutting the door behind him. You stood in the middle of the room, staring at the boy who was silently sniffling as he stared down at his cup in his hand. “Do you have your keys, I can bring you to your room if you do.” He simply shook his head, gripping the cup in his hand. A sigh left your lips as you turned to his closet, rummaging through his clothes. “W-what are you doing?” You pull a shirt off a hanger, walking over to him. “You can’t sleep in that, it has liquids on it.” Haechan stays still, as if he was frozen in time. His body shook slightly every time he hiccuped, but he didn’t bother moving.

“Get changed please, I’ll leave so you can—“

“Please don’t leave me.”

You’re biting your bottom lip as you see his head rise, meeting his swollen and teary eyes. “Just for tonight, I just need you tonight.” He looked so sad, tears dried on his cheeks as he fought back the tears. You should’ve left, hell you shouldn’t have even come, but you needed to make sure he was okay and from the looks of it, he was far from it. “I’ll turn around, but you need to get out of your clothes and into something to sleep in.” Silently, he stands from his bed and sets the cup on his desktop. You handed him the shirt you grabbed from his closet, walking towards the door and facing away so that he could get dressed. After a few minutes pass, Haechan tells you he’s done and you turn around to him laying in his bed on one side, leaving space for you on the other.

Walking over after turning off the light, you pull back the blanket and slide into the space he’s left you. The two of you lay in silence, the moonlight shining through the cracks of his window cover. “I’m sorry.” Haechan’s voice was barely over a whisper, but neither of you could bring it to look at each other. “You’re drunk, you don’t even know what you’re apologizing for.” You could feel how tense he was beside you, if you reached out to him you were afraid he’d fall apart. “I’m sober enough to know what I'm saying and I need you to believe me on that.” You shift onto your side, tucking your underneath his pillow as your eyes fall to the side of his face. He can feel your gaze on him, waiting for him to continue. “I didn’t mean anything I said that day, even back when we were kids.

“I was jealous of your friendship with Mark, in a way I still am because he’s been by your side this whole time and because of my insecurities, I missed all of that.” You knew he had a hard time believing in people after he had been let down many times before, you understood where he was coming from, but that doesn’t justify his actions. “I’m sorry you had to come out here at this hour, I don’t remember much of what I said to the boys, but it was enough for them to call you and for that, i'm sorry for wasting your time.”

The light coming from his window was just enough for you to see the tear that slid from his eye down the side of his face. “Was she here tonight?” You knew it was none of your business, you had no right to be asking him this, but part of you needed to know. “Yeah.”

“Did you guys get back together, I mean that was the whole point of this right?”

Haechan turns on his side to face you, tucking his arm underneath his head to prop himself up to your eye level. “She tried, but I told her it was over when she left me for that guy.” You’re a bit taken aback, why did he turn her down? What was the point of all of this if it was not for him to win her back. “Why, didn’t you want her back?” Haechan’s eyes locked with yours, searching them for something to give him the confidence to go on. He could see it in your eyes, but for so long he had been too scared to ruin what you two were building. “Spending this time with you blurred everything around me y/n, she was what I thought I wanted, but it wasn’t till I lost you that I knew what I needed instead.”

You felt speechless, staring at him with parted lips. He had just confessed that you were what he wanted and that alone made your head feel dizzy. Now lies the difficult decision, to lie and pretend you don’t feel anything to protect yourself or run to him and trust that he’ll protect you instead and all the love you have in your heart for him. “Say something please.” Hesitantly, you bring a hand up to his face, brushing his hair back to get the best view of him as possible. “Looks like we have a problem.”

“And that is?”

“I broke one of the two rules we made, well technically I broke them both but the first rule was broken after you were an asshole.” Haechan sat up, propping himself on his elbow as he stared down at you. “Does that mean I can kiss you?” A smile spreads across his lips as he watches the light reflect in your eyes. You give him a nod, all the confirmation he needed to lean down and capture your lips within his. The kiss felt familiar, like he had done this a million times before. Your arm wraps around his neck, pulling him close to you as you tilted your head to deepen the kiss. The two of you healed a part of you that was long overdue, the two best friends within you now reunited. Now that you’re older, you not only have your best friend back, but the young boy you loved is too there beside you.

so for starters if you’ve gotten this far, why thank you pook 🥹i’m really sorry if the ending feels rushed, i’ve never written something this long before so i was struggling i tell ya🥲🫂 and i just wanna say ily and you’re doing great and if you liked it,, pls lmk! it always helps when you share your thoughts w me 🫶

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May I request fwb!haechan?😵‍💫

fwb gamer!haechan

i saw a request for fwb haechan and couldn’t stop myself from pushing gamer haechan agenda. hope you guys still enjoy 😔💕

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pamper - lee haechan x reader [smut]

Pairing : Lee Haechan x f!Reader

Description: It's just an innocent bath and massage from Haechan to his wife, Y/n along with some sexy action between them ;)

Warnings : sex.

Haechan knows that their anniversary isn’t for another few months, but if he can’t pamper the fuck out y/n whenever, then what is even the point of being in a relationship. He takes his title very seriously. ‘Husband” Married to a beautiful woman, meaning she deserves everything in the world. On a random Friday, he gathers a bouquet and y/n’s favorite takeout. The little things make their relationship ever-growing and get better by the day. Haechan loves to see the beaming smiles that grow on y/n’s beautiful face and the soft kisses on his lips when she comes into his arms for a long and meaningful hug.

So it’s no guess when Haechan decides that he wants to pamper y/n again but in a better way than ever before. Haechan is brilliant; he listens to y/n when she talks about things she has been thinking about for at least a few months. “A massage; maybe I should just set up an appointment.” Haechan then offers to do it for her, saying, “How about I call? You don’t have to worry about it any longer.” y/n is always surprised at the kind-hearted things her husband says to her. Haechan doesn’t schedule a massage for y/n. Instead, he takes the opportunity to fill the bathtub with hot water, but a few drops of lavender oil and a bath bomb for an extra measure into the mix. When he returns from the kitchen with a bottle of wine, the bath water has changed from clear to a gorgeous purple color with specks of sparkle everywhere.

He hears the door open with ease, and the recognizable heel sounds echo against the apartment walls. “Honey?” Haechan hears y/n shout, “Where are you?” Usually, Haechan greets his beautiful wife at the door, but instead, this time, he’s hidden away in the lavender-scented bathroom. Candles burn away as Haechan quickly gets up and finds his wife. “There you are. You are not going to believe the day I had,” y/n says to Haechan. “I bet I won’t, but how about you tell me when you get in the tub.” y/n isn’t sure what her husband said but follows his sweet guiding hand to their bathroom.

What awaits y/n has her almost automatically in tears. A hard day’s work washed away from the scent of lavender, and candle wicks burned in the air. “Oh, Haechan!” It comes out as a moan, a sigh of the day being over. “I’m glad you like it,” Haechan says softly while wrapping his arms around the front of her stomach, pulling her back flat against his chest. He presses soft and gentle kisses to her neck and cheek. Breathing in the sweet aroma in the air eases the both of them. “How about we get you undressed?” Haechan’s voice is soft and quiet, keeping the intimate nature of the room intact.

Haechan helps y/n unbutton the white blouse, gently sliding it down her arms as it lands in a small pile on the floor. Haechan falls to his knees next, searching for the small zipper at the back of y/n’s black pencil skirt. The material falls with ease down her hips and falls to her feet. y/n steps out and waits for her husband to undress the rest of her. Her panties and bra land in a different pile because y/n has taught her husband one thing: ‘Some clothes are delicate and can’t be washed with harsh materials like your jeans and jackets, Haechan.’

“Check the water and see if it’s warm enough, baby,” Haechan says to y/n and she dips her bare toes into the warm soothing water. She had no qualms with the temperature, so she stepped into the Tub and gracefully sat down into the relaxing hot steamy water.

The quiet of the bathroom and the little sounds of the sloshing water surrounding her are soothing. At first, Haechan doesn’t want to disturb the silence or comfort in the room, but he promises he’s listening to y/n’s day. “So you said something about your day, love?” His words are soft. y/n hums and then fills the room with her voice. She talks about her day, about that coworker who keeps piling her work onto y/n’s table. “Maybe it’s because I’m the head researcher, but I’m getting tired of taking this women’s shit.” Haechan does his best to calm his wife, rubbing gentle circles into her arms or pressing a few kisses into her ear.

Not until Haechan grabs the bottle of shampoo and starts to massage the roots of y/n’s hair does her fast words and frustration seem to ease away. Her head falls back, and her eyes flutter. y/n is in complete heaven. Haechan’s fingers move with great purpose over the scalp of his wife; every move he makes pushes y/n further into comfort. She doesn’t even notice the water dripping over her scalp to remove the shampoo or the silky feeling of Haechan’s condition-covered fingers falling into her hair. It’s not long after that when the water goes from warm to cold, way too cold for her to be comfortable.

So Haechan helps y/n out, grabbing a towel from the rack and wrapping it around y/n’s body. The soft, fluffy towel engulfs y/n in warmth. Little words are spoken because, well, honestly, they don’t need words. Nothing will ever truly express how Haechans’s heart thumps faster whenever y/n is in his arms or how y/n’s eyes twinkle when she’s looking up at him.

Then Haechan went down the hallway towards their bedroom with y/n following after him. Her Bare Feet padded across the Hardwood floor making soft slapping sounds as she elegantly strutted her way to the Bedroom.

When she arrives in the Bedroom y/n’s heart skips a beat, because Haechan has placed more candles in the bedroom and another soft towel on the bed. “I know you were talking about getting a massage, but I was thinking, how about you let me do that for you?” Haechan says. y/n is in complete and utter shock, a suitable type of shock that it takes her a few minutes to understand what Haechan has just said. “y/n?” The silence isn’t a bad sign to Haechan, but he wants to make sure he’s doing good so far. “It’s perfect.” y/n’s voice is quiet and timid. It’s almost as if she’s scared to tell Haechan that she loves all the nice things he does for her. A smile grows on Haechans’s face, and he guides her to the bed.

“You’re okay staying naked like this for me?” Haechan asks. y/n eagerly nods while waiting for her husband to guide her onto the plush bed. “Good, now come lay down on your stomach,” Haechan murmurs to y/n, and she follows his words. With that, y/n let her towel drop to the floor and got situated on the bed, her stomach lying flat on the towel and her arms crossed under her chin to support her head, but Haechan quickly adjusted her arms, setting them down to her sides instead.

y/n couldn’t see anything besides the bedside table and the front of the headboard, so she stuck to relying on her other senses. The sound of shuffling feet tells her that Haechan is no longer at her side but somewhere behind her. The next sound that has her skin lighting up with goosebumps is the recognizable sound of the top of a lid snapping open, and then the liquid is poured all over her legs. It starts at just the bend on her knee. The oil pooled and dripped down her skin, “I’m starting with your feet.” Haechan says quietly, “Always on them, workin’ yourself to death over those damn research projects. I think my girl just needs to relax once in a while.’ Haechan murmurs as his hand comes around one of y/n’s feet. His hands are covered in oil, making them slip over the curves and edges of y/n’s feet. He’s got a whole process, taking care of each foot with care and ease. He rubs delicate circles into the arches of her feet, and then his large thumb rubs mini circles into her soles. “Those heels are makin’ a mess of your pretty feet, y/n.” He says to her, but y/n isn’t listening anymore. She focuses on not giggling or cringing away from the touch due to how soft and feathery it is.

The feeling only gets worse when Haechan moves away from the soles of her feet to her tiny little toes. Get toes gets its attention. Her big to first, which is easy enough, but when Haechan manages to get to her last toe, y/n can’t help but burst out with little giggles. Haechan smiles with joy as he knows that this is what y/n has needed for a long time. A night where she doesn’t have to be on her feet and she’s being cared for by her wonderful, caring husband. Haechan kissed Both of her feet then his hands floated up, slipping over her feet and calves. He works with ease on each leg. Pressing his thick fingers into her skin, he works out the thigh muscles before moving on to another section. It isn’t long before he’s worked his calves to her thighs, where he can see the slight jiggle of her flesh at every pass of his large hand on her skin.

The oil runs out after he’s completed both of her thighs, so the clicking of the bottle brings y/n back to life. She’s been so at peace she’s pretty sure that at one point, she even fell asleep, which was sort of the whole point. Regardless, the oil pours down her spine, pooling at the base of her hips. y/n’s skin glistens under the candlelight as Haechan gets his hand oily again and works on y/n’s ass. Playing and teasing with the plush skin. “Haechan…” y/ns moans out with a sigh of contentment. Haechan only hums, moving on and up y/n’s spine. Meanwhile, Haechan is sitting on the top of y/n’s ass as he rubs the heel of his palm into a tough muscle in her back. With every hard squeeze of Haechans's hand on y/n's back, a moan or sigh falls from her lips, to which Haechan asks, “Did that feel good?” or  “I should do that again?” He never gets an actual answer, just another hum from y/ns' lips.

Haechan slides back down y/n’s frame, sitting back on her ankles. “y/n baby, you gotta roll over for me.” y/n’s motion is slowed down tenfold; she doesn’t move gracefully; instead, she moves over groggily. y/n may still be naked, but that didn’t mean Haechan wanted to make her uncomfortable. y/ns eyes are open now, looking up at her handsome husband. “Well, hello, beautiful,” Haechan mutters, a soft smile on her features. “Hello, handsome.” She replies, biting her bottom lip between her teeth. “Can I touch you, y/n?” He asks, and she nods. “You can touch me anywhere.” She says softly as his hands come up to grab at her hips.

Haechan bends down to slip one of y/ns’ tits into his large hand, squeezing and massaging at the supple skin. Her nipples are tight and stiff as his thumb grazes over the flesh. It’s not until Haechan’s mouth rounds, the skin of her tit, her moans start to fall from her lush lips. Her moans don’t fall on deaf ears; instead, he sucks harder, licking his tongue over the nipple, encouraging her to be louder for him. He sucks until y/n is nearly pulling him off of her tit, and then he takes the other in his mouth, giving just as much attention to it. y/n’s hands fall to Haechan’s hair as she pulls him in for rough teeth, a gnashing kiss. “I love you,” y/n whispers against Haechans’s lips before he descends her body and her legs open up for him. Her legs lay over his shoulders as he pressed sweet kisses into her flesh. Kisses are stringed against her stomach, then her thighs and inner thighs, before a soft and gentle kiss is laid atop her clit; from there, it’s like being in heaven.

Haechan starts to suck and give kitten licks to her clit as his two longer fingers probe at her entrance. Nudging at her spongy walls, warm and wet for him. He never once looked away from y/n, their eyes on each other as y/n sat up on her elbows to keep her eyes on Haechan and where they met. Her mouth falls open as his thickest fingers press into her womb, pumping in and out to massage her gummy walls. Haechan’s fingers are covered with her wetness, and y/n’s clit is swollen and red from the attack of his lips and tongue. Her wetness and Haechans’s droll cover his chin when he comes up for air. y/n’s moans fill the air around the two of them, her hands finding his scalp and pulling him back down to continue his attack on her sensitive clit, waiting, yearning to reach her orgasms.

The quick thrusts of Haechans’s fingers and the fast licks on his tongue on her clit push her over the edge as her fingers grab at the short hair of his scalp, and she screams out with pleasure. “FUck! Haechan,” Her walls squeeze him tightly as she gushes over them. As she rides her high Haechans licks are gentle, and the pumps of his fingers are softer, letting her ride out her orgasms longer. “Such a messy girl,” Haechan says into her skin as he slips his fingers out of her cunt; he doesn’t take his eyes off of her as he brings them up to his lips and sucks them. Her chest heaves as she tries to catch her breath. Haechan falls next to her, and they lay there trying to catch their breath before y/n rolls over her hips, falling over Haechan, and she pulls him up for a passionate long kiss.

Nothing rough in the kiss, but her lips are soft, and so are Haechans as they meddle together in each other embrace. Haechan grips her tightly in his arms, keeping her there when their lips fall apart. When y/n rolls her hips, and her wet cunt rolls over Haechan’s impressive hard-on, he stops her. “Not tonight, y/n. Let’s just go to sleep.” y/n tries to argue with him, “But I wanna make you feel good, Haechan.” He smiles and presses his forehead against hers. “You do. Now go to bed, and you can treat me to something in the morning.” Haechan says as a yawn falls from his lips, squeezing y/n tighter to his chest, keeping her in his forever-tight grip.

[[ hiiiiiiiii, It's been a while - how have you been??]]

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Part 3: The Gamer

Quick Summary: Haechan is an arrogant gamer. He's won many challenges regarding his online persona however there seems to be one thing in his real life he just can't seem to beat. One day while he plays online looking for someone to chat with he comes across a female character who sparks his interest. She's extremely good at the game and seems to know all his moves before he does. Out of curiosity, he turned his mic on to speak to her, inviting her to a room. She accepts his request and when they play alone together he instantly recognizes her sweet voice. And finally is able to over come that challenge, only to realize new ones arise.

Warnings: Smut lots of it. Cybersex, Physical intercourse, Oral sex (F.m receiving) Fingering, Degarding, Haechan gets smacked in the face but likes it, Haechan is also pussy whipped and Cursing.

Words: 9k

I did not mean to write so much I just got carried away.

MINORS DO NOT READ OR INTERACT!

Enjoy :)

Lee Haechan was not on the top of your list of types of men you wanted to date. You imagined yourself with someone who was physically taller than you, attractive, and humorous. You pictured someone who saw you as their equal and not their success to be placed among the trophies on their wall. You knew what this life had in store for you, your physical attributes being both a blessing and a curse. You wanted to change that for yourself.

So you parked your Mercedes just outside PCBangs where Haechan currently sat skipping his late-night math class. Like many just beyond those doors sat a bunch of gamers addicted to the sound of their fingers typing on the keyboard. Haechan sat amongst those same gamers fingers pressing into his keys and clicking his mouse eager to win whatever online game he was playing.

Stepping out of you're car you stepped towards the small building. You eyed it up and down scoffing. You have never been to this place like this before. You've driven past this specific place so many times, but you've never stepped inside. You pulled out the folded piece of paper from your pocket reading the name of the place under Haechan's name where Jisung wrote it.

Looking back up and seeing the name matched the place you folded the paper back, placed it in your purse, and stepped inside PCBangs.

You looked around noting the place was much bigger in the inside than the out. Rows and rows of people sitting in small cubicles. Face illuminated by computer screens. You walked further inside looking for Jisung who worked here, serving food and drinks to people.

You found him just behind the counter on his phone. Assuming he was just waiting for someone to place an order you walked over to him. "Hey," you said catching his attention. He nearly dropped his phone. Clearing his throat he sent you a shy wave. "Hey. I didn't know you were coming over here," He said surprised you spoke to him. You usually avoided talking to him in public to avoid questions. You figured in this dark room with everyone's eyes glued to a screen you had a chance to speak to him, besides it would only be brief. He's not what you are here for.

You shrugged placing your purse on the table and pulling out the list. Without saying his name you pointed to it. Jisung nodded handing you a pink juice. "He ordered this about two minutes ago. You can bring it to him," he said. You nodded with a cheeky smile. You folded the list away placing it back in your bag.

"You know what?" you asked looking at the drink and then Jisung. He wasn't following you at all. "I got a better idea," you said sipping his drink.

Walking past a few people you avoided their eyes, keeping your sunglasses on. Once you reached Haechan you tapped him. He only turned for a second jerking his head to the right. "You can leave it there. Thank you," he said. You assumed he believed you were a waitress. You chuckled placing the drink down. Staying behind him you slid your arms around his frame taking your sunglasses off and placing them over his eyes.

Confused he took them off turning around only to be met with your eyes. His chair spun his body sat in the chair meeting yours. You let your arms fall back into place. Hand holding your shoulder bag tightly a grin on your pink glosses lips. You stood before him. His confusion instantly morphed into joy. Putting your frames back on and leaning up to kiss you. With a smile on your lips, you turned your head, and he placed a kiss on your cool cheek.

"I didn't know you came here. Let alone play video games," he said in the form of a question. You shrugged taking off your bag and placing it on the small desk where the computer sat. He followed your eyes like a lost puppy waiting for you to respond to him.

"Only recently," you said in response a teasing undertone when you spoke. He didn't question any further. You grabbed onto the arm of his chair pulling him from his game. He smirked seeing you turn him away from the desk making room for you to step inside the small space.

You step inside your arms pulling his chair closer to you as you squatted sitting on his lip. He felt his throat tighten, his lips becoming dry. He licked them repeatedly as you sat down clearing his throat. He tried to control himself. He couldn't lose his mind right now, not here. The feeling, the underlying fantasy to push his hips up, pressing his semi-hard-clothed dick into your ass was building inside him. You shifted around swinging your legs so they'd be under the desk. He thought right then and there he'd lose all sense.

"Are you okay?" you asked shifting again just to hear his small reactions. His breath hitched and small noises left his plushed lips inches away from your ears. It was nothing but music to you. You were getting exactly what he needed. He let out another groan. He tried to cover it with the fact his character got shot in the game. The boy next to him with half a headset on looked over concerned. Haechan looked over at him hearing the boy's chair creak as he tried to take a peek at what was going on.

Haechan gave the boy a weird, awkward smile. The other boy raised his brow completely lost. "I've been at this all day. I've just been losing," he excused. The boy just nodded slowly and was slightly uncomfortable. He turned away fully placing his headset on his ears.

"How does this game work?" you asked a mischievous smile on your lips, a moan escaping past them. You let your hands ghost over him. Hovering over his right hand, he clicked slowly on his mouse, trying to regain focus. You leaned forward placing your elbow on the desk and chin in your hand.

You pushed your ass back further onto him planting itself right on top of his dick. He blinked a couple of times, unsure what to do with his free hand. He didn't know if you were pushing up on him on purpose, but what he did know was it felt good, too good. He was afraid he'd cum in his pants. He placed a hand on your hip trying his best to adjust you, but he couldn't deny how good the pressure felt.

He leaned close to your ear lips barely touching your skin. You could feel the faint of his warm breath tickling your skin sending a shudder down your neck. He smirked enjoying the feeling of you so close to him. Being this close to you he could smell your perfume. It fogged up his senses slowly turning him into a madman. Becoming addicted to being this close, being able to smell and taste you. He placed a small wet peck just under your ear on the back of your warm neck.

"I know what you're doing," he whispers laced with lust. The hand on his keyboard finds itself comfortably on your hips. He gave your waist a gentle squeeze. You could hear the grin on his lips the more he felt you apply pressure to his cock.

"Fuck baby your being such a bad girl, Rubbing your ass on my cock in front of all these people? You just want all these horny little boys to see you get off on my cock, huh?" he said surprising you for a moment. You moaned low letting your head fall back on his shoulder. He scoffed help you fix your body. The other hand that was on his mouse's left, bringing itself down your neck. Sliding down the rest of your body, however, he stopped at the button of your pants.

You moved back a little, letting your ass rest just on his pelvis. Your clothed clit rubbed against his clothed dick, searching for any kind of friction. He groaned deeply into your ear, eyes fluttering shut for a brief moment then opening again. Haechan having enough of your behavior stilled your hips.

You chuckled listening closely as you heard Haechan slowly start to fall apart. He was trying to control you, he'd probably try and make you get on your knees under his desk and suck him off then maybe if your good he'll reward you. God knows he was imagining it, maybe he should tell you more of his dirty little thoughts revolving around you.

While this sounded delicious, you had overheard a story about the pretty boy once. At one of Jaehyun's many parties. You recall being in someone's bedroom playing truth or dare. One of the girl's truths was to tell her most embarrassing hook-up story. You didn't know the girl very well but you know an unsatisfied girl when you see one.

She said how "Haechan loves to claim he's a dom," making all the girls giggle and gush in that random boy's bedroom. Based on the alcohol smell it was most likely Yuta's. You looked around his bedroom not paying much attention to the story, but you did remember one, now important part of the story.

" He claimed he loves "being in charge" and "taking control," she said sarcastically. One of the girls had scoffed, "So what? You're saying he's a pussy?" she asked causing some of the other girls to laugh. She shook her head lips pursed. "Nope," she responded. The girl across from her straightens up now interested in the story. "Then what is she?" she asked eager to hear more. You continued looking around the room picking up a basketball trophy barrier under some tank tops, from a few years back.

"Worse, I can deal with pussy though," she joked causing everyone to laugh. You even giggled placing the trophy back. The other girl who asked the original question tapped the girl's arm who you assumed was her friend. She tapped her trying to grab hold of her attention again. "What is it then?" she asked. Once the laughter died down the girl with the long brown hair spoke.

"He lies about fucking girls but the only girls he fucked is online," she said causing some's eyes to widen and other blinked confused. "So what he has a lot of phone sex?" another girl asked. The brown-haired girl nodded her head. "It's easy to pretend to fuck and be a dom when you don't have to see the person and they don't have to see you. The little arrogant prick is a virgin," she said crossing her arms over her chest. She wasn't upset though, she was more annoyed them anything. You all had found out she had found out this news earlier in the night.

That party was only a few weeks ago, no way he lost his actual virginity during that time spent.

Hearing him being so nasty to you now on the phone was perfect. He told you he had only imagined you on his lap while he slid past your pants and pushed his thick fingers into your tight hole fucking your wet pussy so well and soo deep. He currently sat in PCBangs legs spread and hand squeezing his dick underneath his desk with you on the phone. You knew by the sound of his voice he was close to coming so you stopped.

"Haechan," you called through breaths. "Yes?" he asked a sigh escaping his lips.

"Come over, I want you to fuck me for real," you said a breath leaving your lips smirk forming. You heard his cough a couple of times before the phone hung up. You chuckled to yourself sitting up on your bed and walking over to your bathroom not too far from your desk. As you stepped inside you removed your silky pajama set stepping out of your shorts. You placed off to the side fixing up your hair to take a shower.

The shower water is turned on, and you let your hand go past the glass feeling the warmth of the water. You adjusted the heat testing again. You smiled once the water felt just right. You stepped inside the shower closing the glass that covered your naked frame. You hummed letting the warm water touch your skin. You felt the steam calm down your body, the hot water relaxing your muscles. This was always your favorite part of the day. You closed your eyes taking in the warm water wishing this peaceful moment could last forever.

After some time the water ran cold. You sighed opening your eyes annoyed you had to step out. You look down and see the wrinkles in your hand. "I'm pruning," you said jokingly to yourself. You chuckled turning the water off and pulling the glass back. You stepped out on your bath mat drying yourself. You wrap a towel around your body and walk into your bedroom shutting the light off in your bathroom.

You walk over to your walk-in closet. You didn't have to walk too far in, on the left hung your pajama sets. You skimmed through an array of sets. Some blue, green even a couple of pink sets. Your eyes landed on the lilac set. You took it off the track changing into the garment. You checked yourself in your full-length mirror, twirling around and swaying from side to side you hummed satisfied with your look. You left the closet closed the light and walked to your vanity.

You sat down in your white cushion seat pulling out all your lotions and creams. You applied the vanilla-scented lotion to your warm skin. The lights from the mirror illuminate your face. You turned to the mirror applying some creams to your face. Your skin glowed under the light. "This feels so much better," you commented your skin feeling less dry and tight. You smiled clapping your hands together. "Where is my phone?" you asked out loud searching for the piece of technology.

You spotted it on your lamp desk. You walked over picking it up and switching to your camera. You snapped some shots of yourself seeing Jisung's name show up on your screen.

"How did everything with your plan go? You left before I could ask what it was," he asked you leaned over switching off your LED mirror. You stood up pushing in the chair. "It went as well as I expected it to," you said walking over to your room light switch. You flicked it off hearing the sound of your dog plopping on your bed. She walked in circles paws digging into your mattress before she found a comfortable spot to lay.

"Also you never told me Haechan is a virgin. I mean I already knew but it seems like a pretty important piece of information," you commented calling Jisung out on his poor skills in being your spy. He chuckled you could hear the mattress dip from the other side of the phone. He played around with the strings on his hoodie as he listened to your voice. He didn't mind you talking about a whole other boy while on the phone with him. As long as he got to talk to you, that was alright with him.

You sat back on your pillow on your bed pulling your covers back. Hand reaching out to touch your real pillow princess. She snuggled up to your hand. "He is? He told everyone he wasn't," he said genuinely surprised. He sat up on his bed a bit Yangyang turned to him taken back by the boy's reaction. Jisung brushed him off with his hand motioning for him to leave. He rolled his eyes but listened to the younger one closing the door behind him.

You chuckled on the other end. "Even if I didn't hear the story of how he lost his phone virginity I would have known. Man, you are such a dork," you teased hand pulling back from petting your now sleeping dog. The same hand crosses over your chest. Your elbow leaning on your free arm. Jisung frowned but didn't pay much attention to your comment. You usually joked with him that way, kind of like everyone else. At least you knew when to stop the jokes or the appropriate time to make them.

The guys at the house only ever spoke to him when they needed someone to throw jokes at. It used to be Taeyong whom they picked on, but after he moved in along with Jaemin and Haechan it seemed like he was their new punching bag. He shrugged off most of your jokes as just jokes. Unlike his so-called 'friends' whose jokes felt more like insults. He didn't mind when you called him a dork, it came off more as an endearing nickname than a petty insult.

"Whatever," he chuckled a little after your laughter died down. "At least I provide you with good information," he threw back confidently. You nodded pursing your lips. "That you do," you answered unable to deny his skills.

"So tell me who else," you said. Jisung raised a brow getting more comfortable on top of his sheets. "Who else what? Is a virgin?" he asked just making sure he heard you right. "No, I want to know who else has a dog. Of course who else is a virgin!" you said licking your teeth. " I wanna know who else is a liar," you said checking your nails your eyes rolling in annoyance. Jisung sighed thinking about it for a moment.

"Okay from what I know Haechan is a virgin-,"

"Yes, yes we know that already," you said cutting him off annoyed he just wouldn't get to the point. He sighed letting out a sarcastic laugh. "If you cut me off again I won't finish," he said.

"Just go!" you shouted through the phone emphasizing the O. He sighed shaking his head not believing for a second he was having this conversation. "Well Mark, Doyoung, and Taeyong are virgins,-"

"We know that," you said cutting him off again.

"That's it I give up!" he said hearing you whine. "I'm sorry I'll shut up," you promised. He sighed a smile on his lips. He shook his head looking up at his ceiling and then back at the spot on the wall in front of him in his dark room.

"This may come as a surprise but I know for a fact Jeno is a virgin," he said causing your eyes to widen almost throwing yourself off your bed in shock. Next to Jaehyun, Yuta, and Johnny, you would have bet money, confidently Jeno wasn't a virgin. Captain of the hockey team with girls constantly throwing themselves at him and he's never fucked any of them. It just seems too hard to believe.

"No way. How do you even know?" you asked still shocked by this information. Jisung recalled the moment he discovered his friend claimed he 'lost his virginity'. Telling their friend group he lost it to his high school girlfriend when he first joined his high school basketball team. He claims they broke up once he started college and switched to hockey which is why no one had ever seen her or met her. Privately Jisung questioned this and in a future moment he and Jeno brought up the topic again.

"He asked me if I was a virgin. I didn't respond and instead asked him. I think he knew that I knew he was lying and told me the truth. He did have a girlfriend during high school, but once they graduated they split and he went to college a virgin," he said thinking about how he never thought he'd ever share this story.

"Wow," you said through a small gasp. "And you?" you asked. Jisung caught off guard stilled for a moment. He felt his breathing begin to pick up the sweater starting to make him hot and uncomfortable. You waited for his response but it never came. "Jisung?" you called tilting your head unsure as to why he didn't respond. He cleared his throat removing his sweater.

"Yes?" he asked again.

"Are you okay?" You asked. He nodded unsure what to do with his hands. He swallowed hard before he responded trying to cleanse his now dry throat. "If you nodded I can't hear that," You commented noticing he took too long again. "Sorry, I'm fine," he responded through nervous blinks.

"Good. So are you a virgin?" you asked. He went to respond but you received a notification. "I-" he began but was cut off by you. "I'm sorry Haechan is calling me I have to go," you said apologetically. You were genuinely sorry. You discovered after becoming closer to the boy you enjoyed his company. You liked talking with him, he made you feel so normal, so comfortable. You felt like you could tell him. anything and he'd never judge you. I mean how could he? He was helping you ruin the people he called his friends.

"It's fine," he said a mixture of disappointment and relief in his tone. He wanted to keep talking to you. Heck, he could go on for hours just listening to your voice alone. He enjoyed the sound of your voice being his lullaby and sometimes morning call. He assumed you liked talking to him as well. You call him a lot and invite him over, sometimes even letting him stay in your spare room. However, he didn't know where the topic of him not being or being a virgin was going, and that made him nervous. He doesn't want to ruin the relationship you two have, it's truly special to him. You are special to him.

"I'll make it up to you tomorrow," you said wearing a weak smile. Your phone continued to ring as you hung up just as Jisung was saying goodnight.

"Hello," you addressed Haechan. You could hear loud wind coming from the other side of the line. "Hey I'm outside your place," he said arms crossed over his chest. The cool fall air nibbed at the parts of his skin left exposed. He zipped up his sweater to his chin, the cool wind under the night sky nipping at his skin.

You pulled your covers back your fluffy, beige dog picking her head seeing you put on your white slippers. You walked over to your rack picking off your lilac robe. You slid your arms through the holes, tying the fabric that hung around your waist.

The lilac robe with black feathers at the ends and collar kept your body warm as you stepped out to your living room. "Come upstairs. Fedrick knows you are here for me," you said resting on your couch. You let your slippers slide off your feet landing on the white carpet. You turned on your electric fireplace not too far from where you sat, just beyond the coffee table.

"Stay on the phone with me?" he asked walking inside your building. You nodded gleamful eyes watching your fireplace. Your couch was placed a few feet away from your door, perks of having such a large living space. The giant flatscreen mounted on the wall a few inches above the fireplace.

Your kitchen is a few feet behind you, with a dark marble island, and a small bar not too far from the fridge. "Sure. Just let me know when you are here so I can open the door," you responded a teasing undertone in your voice. Haechan let out an airy chuckle. You could hear his heavy boots as he stepped into the elevator.

You heard a scratch from down the hallway that led to a few rooms like the guest room, a bathroom, your office, and your bedroom. You didn't think much of it hearing small clicks on the floor. You heard a plop next to you. You looked over seeing your dog's tail waging back and forth. You smiled petting her head. You heard the elevator ding indicating he was close. He like some others knew where you lived since you were known for having small get-togethers inside your apartment various times throughout the year.

"I'm heading down the hallway now. I should be there soon," He said making his way down the brown velvety hallway. "Haechan can you hurry up? I miss you," you pouted. You smirked once you started to hear his pace pick up. His breathing quicked and footsteps became heavy as he rushed across the beige carpet floor. You looked towards your door. Silence washed over your entire apartment. You saw when two feet stopped in front of your door. The silence still made itself known in the room. You could only hear the small faint breaths of your pet.

Knock Knock

"I'm outside," he said. You hung up standing up from your place on the couch. You walked over to the door fixing up your top, pushing your breast up with your bra. Undoing the knot just slightly so the robe would expose more of your cleavage. You pulled the robe back inches from your shoulder so the bottom would ride up. You smiled satisfied with yourself. Until you realize you have forgotten your perfume. Lucikly you always kept a spare in your-

"What the fuck?" you cursed to yourself searching through your bag. You pulled out your wallet, gum, and lip gloss. You dumped the whole bag next to the table where your keys were placed and found nothing. You let out a sigh in disbelief. Another knock on your door caught your attention. You turned your neck to the door. "Just a minute!" you called turning back to your dissolved purse. You never take that small bottle out of your bag. There's no way you just lost it. You placed everything away wishing no one had stolen it.

Instead, you went to your room quickly running down the glossy wooden hallway. You grabbed the larger bottle from your nightstand spraying it on your wrist, neck, and chest. You twirled around and rubbed it into your skin. Then you placed down running quickly back to the door. You let out a breath as you placed your hand on the knob then, like an actress slowly opened the door.

Haechan stood there hands stuffed in his sweater pockets, jeans touching just slightly past his ankles, and boots on his feet making him a few inches taller than he normally was. His head lifted from his boots that dug into the carpet to meet your frame. He couldn't see the way his eyes scanned your body. Your warm, soft skin is on display for him to see. Your fingers graze over the slit of your silky robe playing with the hem. Haechan sucked in a breath a vibration against his teeth.

Curious eyes wandered your skin imagining sinful thoughts. His mind clouded with lust picturing you above him straddling his waist aligning his thick cock at your entrance and pushing it past your tight hole and into your velvet walls. He wanted to know what sounds you'd make when he thrust upwards into your hole. What sounds would your pussy make when you swallowed him. Would you whimper and moan? Or would you groan chasing after more?

Skin on skin, your sweat dripping down your body and mixing with his creating a mixture of heat. He wanted you to fuck him raw and dirty, pull his hair and grab his neck cutting his airflow.

He felt the strain in his pants the more he thought of you. He mustered up some courage to speak to you, say anything to you. He didn't know what to do with himself in front of such a pretty girl.

"You look nice," He said with a shy smile fiddling his thumbs in his sweater pockets. The sweater brings him comfort in this moment. Taking another glance at you he regretted hanging up earlier. He wanted to hear what you sounded like when you cum. You smiled taking his arm and pulling him inside. "Why don't you take to me like you do in your games," You said guiding him down the hallway with a sway of your hips when you turn the corner to your bedroom. He licked his dry lips simply nodding his head and letting out a breathy, "Okay"

You pushed him onto your bed a mischievous smile on your lips. You raised a finger to him. "One second," you said turning away and walking to your dresser. Haechan watched your every move making sure to not miss a single step in your walk. Haechan's hand traveled from his sweater to the print on his jeans.

You hadn't done much but guide him to your room, touching his hand, he might have also caught a whiff of your addicting perfume. That was enough for him to lose his mind. The dirty boy squeezing himself over his jeans his lip caught between his teeth. He couldn't help it anymore, letting his hand unbutton his jeans and pull out his dick.

The tip angry and red in his fist precum spilling out the tip. His cock is in pain and in need of being touched. He fisted himself slowly at the thought of you on your knees in front of him. Your hand replacing his spreading his creamy juice all over his throbbing dick. The way it would twitch in your hand as you jerked him.

His head was thrown back in pure bliss thanking the Gods for this moment as you placed him flat on your wet tongue. Hearing your saliva mixture with his cum, the squish sounds it would make as you bobbed on his cock so dumb on his shaft. His hand comes up to your head holding your hair in his grip the harder you took him. The moans you make vibrating his dick. It was too much for him he was gonna cum-

"Having fun?" you asked arms crossed over your chest. You had already grabbed what you needed but upon arriving back you saw the perverted boy's legs spread out, mouth open, eyes shut closed with his cock in his hand covered in cum. He panicked adjusting himself and removing his hand from his dick. You had removed the robe left in the silk top nipples peeking from underneath and shorts barely covering your thighs giving Haechan something else to think about.

"I'm sorry," he blabbed eyes glossy and lips tinted red from how hard he bit them. "That's okay my love. Since it's your first time I'll be nice," You said walking over to him. Without a thought, he slowly laid back the closer you got. Your hands find his zipper and pull it down his frame. You took it off his shoulders yanking it down his torso. He watched in awe as you underdressed him listening to every command and order you gave. He pulled his t-shirt over his head watching as you pulled down his jeans and boxers leaving him completely naked in front of you.

"Sit right," you demanded seeing him straighten himself up. Your demands going straight to the head of his dick. Precum leaking through the tip and seeping past the cloth. His hand sliding to his cock again like the perv he is. He squeezed himself the precum shooting up past a small opening by his tummy. Droplets settling on his stomach.

You pouted mocking him standing in between his legs you took the hand that was on his dick and brought it to your clothed pussy. He watched you with wide eyes letting you use his fingers. He groans slipping past his lips once you let his hands explore without your help. Slipping past your shorts and finding your wet folds he groaned cock twitching a gush of cool air hitting his skin making him rut his hips upwards.

"Fuck your so wet," he praised circling his fingers around your clit. His fingers coating in your clear juice. Dancing around and collecting as much of you as he could. You dripped down your thigh, forming a puddle on your sheets. You yanked his hand away. Feeling cocky he brought his fingers to his nose sniffing you. Then he let his glistening fingers slip past his pink lips.

He bit lips head falling back at your scent. Your pussy almost as addictive as your perfume. He hummed at the taste, his digits still past his lips savoring your sweet taste on his tongue.

You pulled a red ribbon out of your short pockets snapping your fingers to get his attention. He opened his eyes quickly finger slipping from his lips. Already drool forming at the corner of his mouth. In a matter of ten minutes, you had made him completely pussy whipped making the rest of the night just too easy. "This is for you," you said placing the ribbon over his eyes. He was confused but let you do your thing. He didn't mind exploring new kinks if it meant he got to fuck you in the end.

"This should help," you whispered to him. "Leave it on," You said sternly. You pulled down your shorts throwing them to the side as well as your top standing naked before him. He whined at your loss a few seconds away from pulling up the ribbon to see where you went. But he listened to you.

Your fingers danced on his thighs, and he shuddered at the sudden contact. "Haechan," You called sitting on your bed, sitting behind him. Your legs wrapped around him. His hands grazed your skin, up and down your thighs. You leaned your head on his shoulder tilting it to the crook of his neck.

"Talk to me baby," You said. It finally clicked in his head what you were doing. You knew he was a virgin, you must have heard the infamous story of him thickening out at Jaehyun's party. All because he wanted to stop the teasing he received from his friends. He had spoken to many of the girls he met online while gaming every night. And with Jisung showing up to the house less and less it made it easier for him to talk to the girls in their room.

He'd talk to them through his headset creating a private room for just the two of them. He didn't want their numbers, or socials he just wanted to cum and go. Until you found him in one of his games. You had Jisung play for you while you spoke to Haechan. He knew your voice the minute you spoke to him and was more than willing to give you his number. That's how he ended up here, he considered himself so lucky. So now to make this moment worth it, he was going to say exactly what he always imagined to you.

"What do you want to do to me? Show me," you whispered to him touches lingering on his skin as you faded away leaning back on your pillows. His ears followed the distance you created. He sucked in his teeth but turned his body to you.

"First I'd touch you here," He said hands reaching your neck and caressing the warm skin. He leaned down closer using his other senses to find you. "Then I'd kiss you," he said pressing his lips onto you. The kiss was passionate and wet. Tongues mixing and exchanging salvia. Your hands tangling in his hair yanking on his locks. Who knew he kissed so well?

He let go catching his breath, chest rising up and down. "Then," he said through his pants, hair starting to fall in front of his face. "I'd touch you," His fingertip dragged down your skin, down the valley of your breast, just past your belly and to your pussy.

“Here," he said gathering all your wetness on his finger and spreading it throughout your folds, coating it on your clit. You couldn't deny the way he was making you feel. The warmth he created throughout your body was incredible and the attention he paid to your clit with his fingers felt heavenly. He was being selfish with you, all because he had something to prove to the world. A virgin can fuck and feed like am an experienced man.

"Then I'd put my tongue here," he said leaning down to your chest. You could feel the strains of his brown locks tickle your skin. He used his head to feel around your skin stopping once he found your left breast. His mouth engulfed your nipple sucking on the hard bud.

You let out a moan going straight to Haechan's ears his cock twitching as it pressed against your inner thigh. You let out a few more moans as he speeded up on your clit. He loved the sounds you made for him only encouraging him to go faster.

Your back arched off your bed mouth falling open as he released from your breast. "Then," he said a smirk on his lips his fingers slowing down making you whimper at the sudden loss. You reached your hand up slapping him across his skin. His head turned to the side red print on his face, but he wasn't mad. The little perv liked it letting out a pleasurable groan dick thrusting forward. "Don't get cocky," You said sternly. He nodded bowing his head wanting to mess up again just so you'd hit him again.

"I'm sorry Mommy I won't get carried away again," He said body moving downwards. He leaned down to your belly. "How about I make it up to you?" he asked pressing wet kisses on your soft skin his hair tickling your tummy. He moved his head to look up at you even though he couldn't see you.

He pictured what you look like right now. Probably sweaty, hair sticking to your forehead and neck. Chest rising up and down. Nipples hard shuddered everything you felt a cool breeze on your skin. The thoughts encouraged him, kissing his way down your body.

He sucked your clit then pulled away. You let out a loud whine making him groan mouth falling open. "Then I'd take you in my mouth and give you everything you deserve. I'd suck you so good Mommy, make you cum so hard," he said sinful acts clouding his judgment. His mouth engulfed your clit tongue flicking the bud quickly. You moaned an earthy moan bringing your hands to his hair gripping tightly on the locks.

“Fuck your doing so well baby,” You praised looking down and seeing his head completely disappear between your thighs. His tongue lapping between your folds. More of your white, creamy juice slipping past your hole onto his thick tongue. The scene made you moan out loud seeing his hips flexing into your mattress fucking your sheets. You allowed him to fuck your sheets seeing him get off was hot.

He brought his finger up your hole feeling the way your juice dripped out of you. He caught the drop on the tip of his finger circling it around your hole then pushing was remaining back inside you curling his fingers upwards. Your back arched using your elbows you tried to pull yourself away but Haechan didn't let you.

Arm wrapping around your frame pushing your stomach down and other fucking into your pussy so well you could cry. He pulled away for a second still fucking you so well and deep with his fingers. "Just wanna be good for you," he pleaded got mouth sucking your clit again. You lifted yourself on your elbows watching the boy completely turn into an animal on your pussy. Your hands pushing his face further into your core. Flexing your hips, humping his tongue the point of his nose meeting your clit.

You felt your whole body vibrate the pleasure becoming to much for you. You tried to push him away again but he didn’t let you. Using his big hand to hold you down pushing your stanch and yanking you forward. You squirmed under his touch feeling his fingers explore places no one have ever reached. Curling up inside you motioning a “come here” with his index and middle as he grazed your happy repeatedly making your mind run wild.

He felt himself on the brink of cumming again once you flexed your hips into his mouth, but he didn't want to cum like this. He wanted to cum once he got to fuck you. Spilling his creamy, thickness into your pussy. So to his shame, he pulled away making you whine after being denied another orgasm tonight.

"Haechan," you whined but he shushed you with his lips. Only finding your mouth when you released faint little breaths. "I haven't fucked you yet Mommy," he said above your lips. His mouth covered in your slick. You turned your head, arm extending to open your dresser to pull out a condom. You sat up opening it up and sliding it on him. He groaned at the feeling of your hands on him.

You sat back spreading your legs and pulling his waist towards you. You aligned him at your entrance helping him slowly push his cock inside you. He felt the groans get stuck in his throat. He had never been inside a woman ever but something about you felt different, so special.

Haechan looked a mess. Fat cock jerking in his hands as he prepared himself to fuck you. Mouth and fingers still shiny with your juice. Precum stains on his thighs. Drool falling from his lips. His hair stuck to his forehead but also different parts pushed back from how hard you pulled on his hair. He looked totally fucked out. He palmed himself slowly aligning himself at your glistening hole.

"Then I'd push my cock into your tight hole," he said letting out a groan as you squeezed around him. He gripped your waist using it as support holding himself straight. The squishing sound he heard when your juice formed at your hole, pushing it back inside you sent him into a frenzy. His head fell hair dangling on his skin. You moaned, him filling you up so deliciously you could cry. He pulled his hips back out and gripped your waist tightly making sure he wouldn't fall.

"Then I'd fuck you so well," he said plunging himself back into you. You let out a loud, earthy moan coming deep from the back of your throat. He was so snug inside you reaching places no one had reached before. Haechan was losing himself above you eyes squeezed shut underneath the red ribbon. His mouth open spilling thousands of curses from his dirty mouth. You were taking him so well, being so good for him. He needed you to feel how good you were making him feel.

"Fuck princess your pussy's swallowing my cock up so well. I could fuck you all day. Just imagine what I could do if I had this pussy every day and night. So tight around my dick, I could practically feel you're dripping down my cock," He spat praise after praise from his plumped red lips. You whimpered at his words, no one ever said such dirty things to you before. Maybe after this, you could still keep Haechan open for a future fuck.

"Fuck baby you squeezing so hard around my cock," he said pushing his chest out and flexing his biceps around your waist pounding into your small wet hole. "Fuck Haechan you feel so good inside me," you pleaded a moan escaping your lips. Your head falls back on your soft pillow the headboard smacking into the wall. Thank God your neighbors were on vacation.

You continued to clench around the boy squeezing him so deliciously tight he couldn't stand straight. He fell forward rutting his hips into you like a dog. Vigorously he kept his pace loving the way you moaned his name loud enough for everyone to hear. You wrapped your arm around him pulling him close to you his mouth wrapping around your nipple sucking on the hardened nub.

"Fuck princess you're doing so well for Daddy," he praised against your skin. The praise was getting to your head and going straight down to your pussy and the cocky mother fucker knew it too.

You caught his devilish smirk. You couldn't let him think he had you, you had to remind him where he was and who he was fucking. You pulled his mouth away using all your strength to flip him over slipping out of him. He let out a small whine disappointed, he was so close.

You straddled his waist aligning his cock at your entrance. You leaned down body slightly hovering over his. You licked a strip on his lips catching his focus. His chest rose quickly up and down slight pants in every breath he took. Sweat glistened all over his body under your dimly lit bedroom light. His tone, honey skin just barely shone courtesy of the moon.

His brown locks in all different places pointing to opposite sides of the room. Parts of his skin, including his face a burning red color from all the grabbing and smacking. The imprint of his fingers is still on your waist and arms. When you stood up high above him you could feel your juice run down your leg. When you leaned forward you could feel it drip onto his leg.

So you gathered so of it on your index finger trancing it over his lips. He puckered his lips trying to suck your finger between his teeth. You chuckled pulling your finger away. Your fingers came together grabbing onto his chin and holding him in place.

"You seem to have forgotten who's in charge here. I'd hit you again but I think you liked that," You said Haechan felt his cheeks warm up a blush rising on them as you spoke about his secret kink. You lifted your hand the other and placed it on his hard chest right where you could feel his heartbeat quicken. He was hoping you were doing what he believed you were.

You played with the fabric around his eyes. "You have a lot to say when you can't see me. But how about when I take this off," you said barely above his face. "Can you still talk as good as you fuck when you can see me?" You asked just above a whisper. He nodded slowly hoping anything he'd say would just get you to remove the blindfold. You smirked moving back taking the ribbon in your eyes and slowly peeling it from his eyes.

His eyes fluttered open widening the minute he saw you. Straddling his waist, naked and wet just like he dreamed. He reached out his hands needing so desperately to touch you with with his eyes. He groaned at the sight pulling you forward watching your pussy slide against his cock jerking it on his tummy.

Brows furrowed and hands tight on your waist he let his tip touch your clit and pussy jerk his shaft. He couldn't put his thoughts into words. He couldn't even feel you all that well, the condom in the way. But still, we are so intoxicated by you, the woman he dreamed about. Obsessed with the very idea that you wanted him this close.

You brought your hand stopping him. You pulled back rising high. He stammered his words a part of him not ready to see you fuck him. But the other half screaming at him to just let you do what you needed to do, you were already giving him everything and he wanted it to continue that way.

"Y/n can we- Oh Fuck," he cursed feeling you push into him sucking his cock so well. "Fuck, Fuck, Fuck," he cursed as you rutted your hips against him. His eyes jumped out of their socket and his lips formed an O as he reached so far into you. His hands help you thrust forward.

“Fuck you feel so good," he groaned his head falling back on your pillow. You slide your hips up slowly and then let your ass fall back on to his lap, your bubbly flesh rippling as they slap against his thighs. There’s a faint slick noise in the background. Your pussy leaking all over his fat cock. Creamy white slick dribbling down his shaft and to his balls.

His chest rising up and down sweat dripping down his chest. "You doing so well for me baby," you praised hand sliding up his chest and wrapping around his neck giving it a gentle squeeze causing a choked moan to spill from his mouth. His lips pouted whimpers fell from his throat. You continued flexing your hips into him quickly chasing your high.

"Fuck baby," He cursed trying to get the words out but your grip on his neck was too tight. "I'm gonna cum," he coughed. You released some of the pressure you had on his neck watching as he gasped for air. But he didn't stop nor push you away continuing to pull your hips forward. He felt his climax approaching quickly, he wouldn't be able to hold on much longer.

His whole body twitched his mouth falling open and back arching off your mattress. "Fuck baby I'm cuming," he groaned snapping his hips into yours. He spilled into the condom legs shaking and toes curling as he came.

Your clit rubbed against his pelvis chasing after your high that was so close you could taste it. "Fuck me too," you moaned the knot in your stomach bursting coating his cock. You both caught your breath before you slipped out of him. You lay on your back chest rising up and down. Haechan leaned over to wrap his arms around your wiats but you stopped him.

"You can go. The door will lock itself when you leave," you said turning your neck to him his hand still placed on the curve of your hip. He raised a brow scoffing. "What? You kicking me out?"

You chuckled villainous smile on your lips. "What did you think was gonna happen? Don't your friends do it all the time? And so do you when you hang up on those girls and ghost them," you retorted with a shrug of your shoulders. With wide eyes, he looked so offended. "So this was all what some stupid lesson? he asked showing his defense.

You leaned up to him placing a soft peck on his cheek. "Better?" you asked. He huffed standing up from your bed. He gathered his clothes and got dressed. He kept looking back at you but you hadn't even turned to face him just playing with the blanket that covered half your body. He scoffed shaking his head feeling used and not in the way he intended to be.

"So that's it?" he asked hands snapping at his waist now fully dressed minus his black boots. "You take my virginity and kick me out like some slut?" he asked motioning to your bed. You sighed turning to him and pulling the blanket to cover your body. You sat up on your pillows supporting your back and turning to your side to pull out your baby wipes. You cleaned yourself as you spoke to him.

"Haechan don't make me explain it to you. You and your selfish little dirty friends do this to girls all the time. Whether you fuck them in person or online so what makes a difference if I do it?" you asked him. He remained shut knowing deep down he couldn't fight back. Everything you were saying was true. But it made him think. Could this have something to do with Si Cheng?

"Is this because of Si Cheng?" he asked. He picked at your wound and it stung. You hid the hurt on your face. You coudln't let him see you as weak. You straighten yourself throwing away the baby wipe keeping your cool.

"You think I wanted to fuck you because of your idiotic friend? Regardless if I told you if I fucked him or not you wouldn't believe me. So I think it's best if you keep the questions out of your head and don't worry about my business. I fucked you right? Isn't that what you always wanted?" you asked a sly smirk on your lips. You couldn't help but smirk, you had hit another nerve.

He scoffed shaking his head unable to spit anything back at you. Even if you fucked Si Cheng or not he still got to fuck you and that's what mattered. He turned away opening your door but before he could leave you stopped him.

"Oh Haechan," you called. He stopped his hand on the doorknob. He turned his head slightly the corner of his eyes watching you from over his neck. "Yes?" he asked laced with attitude.

You made an o shape of your lips pretending his word stung. You wanted to laugh but you'd save it for Wendy. Instead, you shook your thoughts clearing your throat to speak.

"Tell anyone about this and I'll have my father cut off your dick and have it mailed to you by Christmas," you warned. His heart rate quickened. Men, and women, anyone for that matter who messed with you never returned once your father was involved. All he did was nod, he even turned and bowed to you as he left.

"Would you like this open or closed?" he asked.

"Closed is fine," you responded. He nodded quickly waving, "Have a goodnight," he said closing the door behind him. You could hear him quickly run down the hallway. Then a few minutes later a shut and lock of your door. You stood up out of bed to handle your business. When you returned to bed in fresh clothes you pulled out your list crossing off Haechan's name.

"I have to be careful," you said warning yourself. Yangyang may not have questioned you but for a moment of weakness, Haechan did. You were able to save your ass this time, but next time you have to be more careful.

You looked down your list seeing who was next.

Na Jaemin

The campus dealer.

This should be real fun you thought to yourself smiling at your list as you folded it back off. You clapped your hands together light shutting off completely. You put on your sleeping mask, pull it down your eyes, and turn to your side falling to sleep.

When Haechan arrived home that night Jisung waited in his room seeing the boy stumble in. Based on his face your plan worked. Jisung smiled to himself catching Haechan's attention.

"What's got you smiling all stupid like that?" he asked. Jisung scoffed, he was taking his attitude out on him like always. He shrugged, "Life has been going well for me. Made some new friends," he responded watching Haecahn flop on his bed. "Lucky you," he said face in his pillows. He remained there for a few seconds before he pushed up.

"Bad night?" Yangyang asked. Haechan sighed running a hand throw his hair.

"It seems like it's not gonna work between me and that girl I was telling you about," he said disappointed. Yangyang sighed, "That makes two of us," he responded trying to make him feel better.

Jisung pulled out his phone to text you.

Sung- He's pissed lol

He waited for your response. He placed his phone down looking towards the right. Right next door was Yuta's now shared room with Jaemin. He smirked knowing Jaemin was probably going to be one of the easiest yet.

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You couldn't wait for Jaehyun's party this Saturday.

To Be Continued...

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[marksmelodies]

sleep tight

idol haechan x idol reader

genre: fluff

warnings: mentions of sleep paralysis, kissing

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going home and getting in bed was the only thing you could think of right now, today was a long day full of schedules but thankfully you had your team, your boyfriend and your best friends with you

opening the door to your dorm, saying your goodnights to the members, you walk into your room putting your belongings away

“ oh thank god todays almost over i didn’t think i was going to make it” you joke to your boyfriend haechan

he chuckles as he walks over to you giving you a hug as his hands play with your hair

“ you gonna go to bed soon love?”

“ yeah hyuck i’m exhausted”

you and haechan had been dating for over 3 years now, you’ve been friends with him since day one, he was the first friend you ever made in NCT, you both joined the company the same day and you two were introduced into SM rookies the same time as well, you two were a package deal.you both knew you were going to end up together at some point, you’ve experienced all your firsts with eachother considering you two were together all the time at such a young age. after debuting in the same sub units as him you two became even more inseparable, you both belonged to one another and everyone knew it even if it was never directly stated.

“ alright i’m gonna go to my room and play some games, let me know if you need anything, goodnight i love you”

you and haechan sleep in different bedrooms, the reason being is that you’ve been in the same rooms since you moved into the dorm and that was before you and haechan started dating, you were thinking about sharing a room once you got together however you both liked to have separate rooms for when you both needed alone time, spending every waking moment with your significant other can be challenging at times and for your relationship when you aren’t getting enough alone time it can often lead to fights, you liked the idea that if you want to sleep in the same bed one night then you can, if you want to sleep separately that’s also an option too, its convenient for the both of you

“ i love you too” you say as you give him a kiss goodnight. hopping in the shower you get yourself ready for bed

“ god i just want to go to sleep” you say yourself as you finish up your skincare, finally getting into your warm bed and snuggling up with your fuzzy blankets you feel your eyelids getting heavy as you fall into a deep sleep

you open your eyes frantically, as you try to get out of bed. you can’t move. you have a hard time breathing, it feels as if something heavy is laying on your chest,hearing distant chatter of a voice that is unfamiliar to you. that’s when you see the outline of a figure standing in the doorway of your closet,standing tall, with glowing eyes. you tried to scream but you couldn’t, after what feels like forever you could finally move and the vision you had seen was gone, looking at the clock it read 3:35am ,without a thought you quickly get out of bed running to haechans room with tears welling up in your eyes,quickly opening the door to his bedroom you see his sleeping body spread out on his bed, light snores leaving his mouth you walk over whispering his name slightly shaking him awake he slightly jolts in a panic looking around deeply confused until he realizes it’s just you

“ baby what’s wrong” he whispers in his sleepy voice,before you could say anything you start to sob,haechan quicky sits up and pulls you into his arms

“ it was so scary hyuck” you mumble

“ what was scary sweetheart” he says as he rubs your head

“ i think i just had sleep paralysis, i woke up to a whispering in my ear and i couldn’t move, i couldn’t scream and i saw a shadow of a tall man in my doorframe”

“ oh my goodness baby that’s horrifying” he says laying you down with him once you had calmed down

“ i promise you’re safe with me, no one is going to hurt you sweet girl, i’ll protect you” he kisses your head as you lay one of your legs on his, putting your head on his chest and your hand on his stomach.

“ do you think maybe i can spend a few nights sleeping in here with you?” you ask

“ baby you can move into this room with me for all i care, you know you’re always welcome in here” you kiss his lips as you lay your head back down on his chest

“ get some sleep love if you need me in right here” he says as he holds you close,you close your eyes yet again attempting to fall asleep again feeling safe in your lovers arms

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hope y’all enjoyed!! ( i literally got this idea bc i just had sleep paralysis it was so scary)

[loudstan]

Sucks to be Him

Summary: You were trying to have a fun night with your friends when a handsome stranger introduced himself as your mate. The problem? You have a boyfriend.

Pairing: Werewolf! Haechan x Witch! Female reader

Warnings: smut, reader is slightly older, no actual cheating

“I must be the luckiest motherfucker on Earth.”

 Confused, you looked to your right to see a man with beautiful tan skin and boyish soft features leaning against the wall next to you. His smile was mischievous but his eyes held such a gentle spark that you felt jealous of whoever that look was directed towards. You looked then to your left, trying to find who he was talking to, only to see a few guys vomiting and a girl drunk calling her ex.

 You frown and look back to your right, where he is still staring right at you, this time eyeing you up and down while biting his lower lip softly. 

“Excuse me?,” you asked, giving him an unamused glare.

“Fuck, even your voice is pretty,” he  chuckled as he rested his head against the wall and closed his eyes.

“...Are you high?”

“It sure feels like it,” he sighed dreamily. 

“...OK. Bye,” you awkwardly said, willing yourself to go back into the noisy club, but before you could walk past the handsome stranger, he grabbed your arm and pulled you roughly against his body. You gasped as your free hand landed on his firm chest where his heart beat so hard and fast it almost felt like you were holding it in your palm.

“What’s the hurry, pretty?,” he asked, bringing your hand which he still hadn’t let go of to his lips and kissing your knuckles.

 You never let men treat you like this. Especially strangers. You would have beaten the shit out of him already, screamed or run if you weren’t feeling brave. But this time your body wouldn’t move, and it wasn’t because of fear. Being held by him felt good. You felt protected, wanted, adored, like you belonged with him and not with your boyfriend.

Right.

Your boyfriend.

While you were clubbing with friends, you  had to go out and look for a quiet place to call him, but he didn’t pick up.

You should be with him now.

Not with whoever this guy was.

Gathering all the strength you could and ignoring the sharp pain in your chest, you pushed him away with shaky hands. He looked more hurt than angry. His eyes glossed like he was about to cry at the abrupt rejection.

“I-...I have a b-boyfriend,” you stuttered as you clumsily took your phone and tried calling him again.

 The man seemed even more hurt at your words, his eyes wide and his eyebrows furrowed, mouth hanging open in disbelief. He closed his eyes and tried to control his breathing while listening to the neverending call waiting beep. 

 When you finally gave up and hung up with a heavy sigh, he spoke again.

“He’s not picking up?” he asked, his eyes still closed as he rested his head on the wall. You ignored his question and quickly typed a message instead. “What a shitty boyfriend. I will never do that to you,” he continued matter of factly, like he was predicting the future instead of speaking hypothetically.

“He t-texted me,” you lied. “We’re gonna meet now.”

“Well, sucks to be him.”

“What?”

“I said it sucks to be him,” he said, opening his eyes slowly, “because you’ll have to break up with him.”

 You couldn’t believe your ears. The audacity.

“Who the fuck do you think you are? Why would I break up with him?” you spitted, finally looking at him, ready to give him a piece of your mind, when you saw his eyes and froze.

They kept changing between golden and red.

Fuck.

A werewolf.

You recalled everything you learned about werewolves back in school. You never thought you would cross paths with one, since there were so few of them.

 You knew they weren’t naturally aggressive, but when their eyes turned red things could get messy. It was dangerous. You should be scared.

But you weren’t.

If anything you were weirdly attracted to and curious about this stranger.

“Because you’re my mate.The Moon chose you for me.”

“I don’t believe you.”

“Yes, you do. You feel it too, don’t you?”

“...No,” you lied. But you knew he could see right through you. Your legs were visibly shaking, your face was hot and probably as red as his eyes, your heart was beating like crazy and there was a funny feeling expanding in your chest. You felt so warm it was becoming harder to think coherently. 

You had heard about werewolves having human mates, but you??

No way. No matter how attractive he was, you didn’t know this man. Hell he even looked younger than you. No. You had a boyfriend and you had always been a loyal girlfriend. That wouldn’t change because “The Moon” decided against it.

“No?”he asked almost mockingly and took slow steps towards you.

“No!” you repeated firmly and without a second thought you took a tiny satin sack from your purse and threw the content at him. Shiny golden dust landed on his face and he stumbled back shaking his head, fuddled. His body slid down the wall until he was laying on the floor, and his eyes fought the sleeping dust, trying not to lose sight of you. But not even a werewolf was immune to magic and soon he fell asleep. 

 You went home as fast as you could and texted your friends, letting them know you were too tired to party. You texted your boyfriend again, but he hadn’t even read your previous text.

 You thought about the werewolf alone outside of that shady club and it broke your heart. You wanted to go back and check if he was okay, if his hair was as soft as it looked, if his body was always that warm, if his lips-

Enough!

 Next week you were going to celebrate your anniversary with your boyfriend, he would probably propose, you would say yes and you would live happily ever after. You wouldn’t see thatwerewolf ever again.

The morning of your anniversary you woke up with a killer headache and the usual text from your boyfriend apologizing for not picking up your calls.

Seojun: Sorry, babe. I was busy.

Seojun: I’ll call you later, okay? love you

Y/N: It’s fine! Sorry for bothering you. I love you too! See you tonight

 You added as many heart emojis as you could and sent the message, staring at the screen for a few minutes in case he replied.He didn’t. He was a busy man, after all. You would have plenty of time to talk over dinner.

 You drank a sparkling painkiller potion and took a long shower before getting ready for work, which thankfully wasn’t far: you had to go down the stairs of your cozy  apartment and open your shop. You sold crystals, herbs, oils, and a few objects that were probably cursed. But the main attraction of the store was divination. Tons of people came everyday to ask about their future, their love compatibility and ways to make a fortune. Some of them were drunk groups of friends who got curious after seeing the shop on their way back home after partying. So the shop was strategically located near the hottest area.

 You had 3 clients who had made an appointment with you today and one walk-in customer who ended up buying clear quartz and black tourmaline for protection after the crystal ball showed a friend backstabbing them.

 You were about to close the store when your boyfriend called.

“Hello?” you picked up with a cheerful voice in spite of your tired body and the headache that refused to fade away.

“Hey y/n, how is work?”

“It was good!” you started when you heard the little bell on the door ring, indicating that someone had entered the store. “Sorry! we’re closing early today,” you told the customer without looking away from your purse where you were trying to find the keys to the store.You continued talking to Seojun, “ I’ll close the store now and go to the restaurant.”

“Oh nice, you’re closing early. Where are you going?” your boyfriend asked obliviously.

You stopped blindly searching for the key and sighed heavily, closing your eyes as the heachache only got worse.

“What do you mean where? Don’t you know what day is today?”

 Silence came from the other side of the line. The only voice you heard belonged to the customer who for some reason still hadn’t left the store and was having a drunk discussion (more like a monologue) about destiny with somebody else. Probably a friend who was too drunk to even reply.

“Did you forget our anniversary?!” you asked. More to confirm than anything else. The answer was clear.

“Y/n… you know I’ve been busy,” he started.

“I’m just saying,” the customer insisted on their philosophical conversation, “I presented before you and I still haven’t found my mate. How come you-”

“I SAID WE’RE CLOSED!” you snapped, finally turning to see the insistent customer. There stood the werewolf you met last week, next to another guy about his age who looked terrified at your sudden outburst. Both stared at you wide eyed. 

“Y/n, babe…I really don’t have the time today. I’ll make it up to yo-,”Seojun tried reasoning with you but you weren’t listening anymore.

“Seojun…I’ll call you later,” you mumbled and hung up the phone.

 An awkward silence took over the store as all three of you stared at each other.

“Sorry, we uh… we’re gonna uh- go, yeah…” the scared man with feline features whispered as he pulled the other man’s hoodie to move him towards the door.

“It’s her,” the tan skinned werewolf said firmly. 

“Huh?” 

“She’s my mate, Mark. The one I met last week.”

“The one who knocked you out with sleeping dust?”

“Yep.”

“Woah…dude! And you found her again in no more than a week? You really are The Moon’s favorite,” Mark said excitedly.

“What are you doing here?” you cut into the conversation rudely. “I told you I have a boyfriend.”

“The one who just forgot your anniversary?” your supposed mate raised an eyebrow exceptically. 

“Damn, what a shitty boyfriend,” said Mark. 

“That’s none of your business. Just get out!” you exclaimed.

“But…my friend here wants to ask about his future,” said the werewolf.

“As I said before,” you said completely out of patience. “We’re closing early.”

“Why? It’s not like you have plans anymore. Pretty sure your … ‘boyfriend’ just canceled,” he challenged, the word boyfriend coming out as a growl.

“Haechan, shut up! You’re so insensitive,” Mark slapped the man’s arm and turned to speak to you. “I’m so sorry about that. I’ve just…been feeling kinda hopeless lately and I could really use some guidance,” he whispered and looked at his feet, playing with the hem of his sweater. 

 Damn your sweet nature. How could you say no when he looked like a kicked puppy.

“This way,” you finally sighed and guided the two men into a room with a small round table covered with a long red cloth and three chairs. Statues of deities from different religions decorated the room along with beautiful crystals that reflected the dim light of the candles illuminating the room. On the table, a crystal ball, runes, tarot cards and some other divination methods awaited to be of use. 

“My name is Donghyuck. You can call me Haechan,” the tan skinned man suddenly said as soon as the three of you sat down.

“I didn’t ask,” you replied dryly.

“What’s your name?” he asked, ignoring your mean statement. 

You didn’t want him to know. You were already worried that he knew where you worked, so you decided to talk to Mark only.

“How about we do some candle wax reading?” you asked gently. Haechan scoffed.

“Sure, uh… w-whatever you want,” Mark replied nervously, looking at the statue he could swear had moved.

“If you don’t give me a name, I'll call you ‘love’ instead,” Haechan interrupted, his tongue poking the inside of his cheek. “How about ‘angel’? ‘Princess’? ‘Pretty’? You seemed to like that one-”

“Y/n,” you finally said, your cheeks turning red. “My name is y/n.”

“Y/n…” he repeated like he was savoring your name, looking into your eyes.

You caught the whimper right before it left your throat and  focused on Mark only, who was shifting awkwardly on the chair.

 You could tell how pure Mark was by how easy it was to chanell and see his future. The candle wax floated in the bowl of water making incredibly vivid figures that let you know all you needed to. He was close to meeting his mate alright. You warned him that this person would have quite a strong character and he could get hurt, but he was so excited about having a mate that he didn’t care about the rest. You smiled at how his eyes shined when he curiously looked at the wax and told him every other detail you could see.  You were quite proud of yourself for managing to concentrate when you could feel Haechan’s piercing eyes on you the entire time, and exhalled relieved when you finally led the two visitors to the door. 

“Y/n,” Haechan called your name before leaving. “I’ll drop by tomorrow.”

“Don’t-” you started but he had already left running with Mark who was euphoric at the discovery that he had someone special waiting for him. That, and the alcohol in his body. You were left alone in the dark store, the only noise being the little bell on the door still ringing after the two men closed it.

 You looked for your phone in your purse to find 4 missed calls from your boyfriend and a long text apologizing. Again. You would normally feel sad, but this time you felt nothing.

 When you went downstairs to open the shop the next morning, Haechan was already standing outside. As soon as you opened the door you were met with his boyish smile as he offered one of the coffee’s he was holding and made his way into the store.

 “Haechan…” you sighed, “you can’t be here.”

“Don’t be silly y/n. You’ll need as much help as you can starting today.”

“...Why?” you asked suspiciously.

“Mark was so happy with your work, he told absolutely everyone about how good you are. And he has a lot of friends. Everyone loves Mark,” he said pointing behind him to show you a large line of people waiting to enter. 

 You gasped.

“Ok, wow…uh… look, I appreciate your help, but I can handle it myself. We really shouldn’t see each other any-” you stopped mid sentence when he gently pushed a strand of your hair behind your ear. His hand then rested on your cheek and his thumb caressed your lips, parting them. This time you couldn’t stop the faint whimper that he surely heard as he responded with a soft groan. 

 Just then you heard the bell and pushed him away nervously, facing your first customer of the day

 “H-hi! How can I help you?” you asked with your best customer service smile.

 “Hey, I have this necklace I inherited from my grandma,” the woman said showing you a beautiful necklace with a ruby pendant. “But when I wear it-”

“It’s cursed,” Haechan said, stepping forward and carefully grabbing the relic with his fingertips and placing it on the counter, where he turned on the lamp and pulled the magnifier glass out of the drawer like it was his shop. “14K gold over silver. Truly a beauty…Ah, here it is,” he said as he pointed at a tiny symbol carved at the back of the ruby.

 Both you and the customer stared at him dumbfounded. 

He then walked towards the customer and asked if he could see the back of her neck. Without questioning it, she quickly tied her hair up in a messy ponytail and Haechan stood behind her, looking for something. You stood next to him curiously. 

“Found it,” he murmured and pointed at the same symbol he had seen in the necklace engraved faintly on her neck. “Luckily it’s not serious yet. We’ll just have to purify the necklace and the problem will be solved.”

“How long will that take?” the customer asked hopefully.

“I would say…about two weeks?” he answered, looking at you for confirmation.

“Uh-yeah, two weeks should be enough,” you replied.

 Your first client of the day left satisfied and there were many more to come. Some were looking for a tarot card reading, some needed to buy specific herbs and some had more problems with cursed objects, which Haechan handled perfectly. You didn’t even notice when the day was over.

“How do you know all that stuff?” you asked while balancing the cash drawer. 

“Me? Oh uh…my major is demonology and I specialize in cursed objects, so you could say I’m in my element. Did you know one of your statues moves? I’ll have to take a look at that later,” he rambled.

“Shouldn’t you be in class then?”

“Not really. It’s my last semester so I’m just working on my thesis now. I have plenty of time to work here.”

“Haechan…I- it’s not gonna happen.”

“What’s not gonna happen?” he asked stubbornly.

“You and me. I told you so many times: I have a boyfriend and I won’t cheat on him-”

“I can wait.”

“I- ugh I’m surely older than you, Haechan, I already graduated a couple of years ago, it won’t work-”

“Ah…that? I guess I should call you noona then.”

“That’s not the point, I- why are you smiling? Is this funny to you?”

“It’s just… you keep giving me reasons why you can’t, but you’ve never said you don’t want to.” he replied, caging you against the counter, one hand placed on each side of you. 

“I h-have a boy-”

“I don’t give a fuck about your boyfriend, y/n,” he growled, his face coming closer to yours until you were barely cemtimeters away. “Noona…”

Your phone rang just in time. You scurried away and picked up. It was Seojun.

“H-hi!” you asked as cheerfully as you could even though your voice crackled.

“Y/n, you didn’t answer my texts. I was so worried,” Seojun sighed and he did indeed sound worried.

“Oh…yeah I had a lot of work today,” you answer, looking at Haechan who was biting his lip and staring at the floor, frustrated.

“Oh, that’s good! I mean, that your business is doing well-...I,” he cleared his throat. “I am really sorry about yesterday, y/n.”

“...It’s okay,” you replied and winced when Haechan snapped his eyes toward you annoyed, as if clearly saying ‘No, it’s not okay.’ 

“Let me make it up to you, hm? I’m outside your store now.”

“Now?!” you asked just when you heard the bell again. You were face to face with Seojun, smiling at you gently. 

“Hi, babe! I finished work early today so I thought we could-Oh, sorry you have a customer,” he said when he saw Haechan.

“I’m not a customer,” Haechan replied, jaw tight. “I work here.”

“Oh…she never mentioned you,” he said awkwardly and chuckled, offering to shake hands with Haechan. “I’m Seojun, her boyfriend.”

“Donghyuck,” Haechan replied, stopping himself from saying ‘her destined mate’, shaking his hand, his grip a little bit too strong to be friendly.

You felt petrified, your hands were suddenly cold and you held your breath. When was the last time you had seen Seojun? three weeks ago? More? You could hardly recognize the man you were supposed to be in love with. And what’s worse, you had almost let another man kiss you. And now they were both shaking hands. You were the worst. 

 All these thoughts running in your head were so overwhelming you couldn’t stop a tear rolling down your cheek, and then another one, until you were sobbing uncontrollably. 

 Both men looked at you, surprised. Haechan was the first one to move, wanting nothing else than to hold you but Seojun cleared his throat, gaining his attention. Haechan glared at him, but knew better than to start a fight when you were crying. Instead, he moved away, letting your actual boyfriend be the one who comforted you.

 “What’s wrong, baby?” Seojun asked, caressing your head. Haechan grimaced at the nickname and you only cried harder. “I know, I know. I’ve missed you too. You seem to be very tired, so I’ll cancel the reservation and we can just stay in today, okay? Let’s order something and I’ll stay with you all night, I promise,” he was talking to you, but he stole a glance towards Donghyuck, his instincts already telling him he should be careful. “You can go, Donghyuck. I’ll take care of my girlfriend.”

 Haechan didn’t move for a few seconds, his wolf saying he shouldn’t leave his mate crying  in some other man’s arms. But he finally said goodbye and left the store, telling himself he needed to be patient.

 When you heard the door bell you cried harder, a part of you not wanting Haechan to go. But you pushed that thought away, hugging your boyfriend and repeating in your head that if you worked harder you could make this relationship work. Your boyfriend waited patiently for you to stop crying, helped you close the store, order your favorite food and cuddled you.

“Y/n… tell me what’s on your mind,” he begged when you were both lying in bed.

“Nothing,” you replied, “I’m just tired.”

He stared at you for what felt like a whole minute and then leaned in, kissing you hesitantly. You kissed him back and he deepened the kiss happily. It had been so long since you last kissed. The room became heated soon and you were lying under him, his hands pushing your shirt up slowly, exposing your belly. 

“You’re quiet today,” he panted, kissing your neck.

“I’m just tired,” you repeated, but you were not sure that was the reason. To be honest, you weren’t turned on. You didn’t feel anything at all.

“Yeah? Let me do all the work then, m’kay?” he said, slipping his hand into your pants. He then stopped moving and pulled away from you. “Y/n…you’re not wet.”

 You looked away, embarrassed.Fuck.

“Sorry, I don’t know what’s wrong with me.”

 He stared at you without knowing what to do. This had never happened before. 

“How about I suck you off?” you offered, unbuckling his belt.

“Y/n,” he called, not sure if you should keep going, but all his concerns were replaced with a deep moan when you licked at the tip of his hard member. 

 You felt like the worst girlfriend in the world but you could at least do this for him. You tried to satisfy him as much as possible that night, feeling accomplished whenever he moaned and arched his back, but not once did you feel aroused.

 When you woke up the next morning, Seojun wasn’t there. He had left for work and left a note on your night table, repeating how sorry he was for not spending enough time with you.

 You didn’t have breakfast that day, instead went straight to work and found Haechan waiting for you. He looked like he didn’t sleep all night, dark circles under reddened eyes and a worried expression, which quickly turned into relief when he saw you. He quickly approached you but stopped midway, wrinkling his nose and looking away. You knew how sensitive werewolve’s noses were. He could probably smell Seojun all over you. ‘Good’, you thought. That will help him move on faster. 

 You didn’t tell him not to come to the store again. You thought he would stop now that he saw your boyfriend, but you were wrong. He kept showing up every morning for the next month, working hard, bringing you coffee, and telling jokes like nothing had happened. However, he refused to accept his paycheck.

“What do you want then?”

“You,” he simply replied.

“It’s not gonna happen,” you replied, rolling your eyes and he chuckled. He knew you weren’t indifferent to him.

There were still lingering touches, intense stares and some comments that were far from platonic, but he wasn’t coming at you as strongly as before. He was happy to earn your trust slowly, knowing he had the rest of his life to spend with you. No matter how stubborn you were, you couldn’t fight the pull forever. 

 He did get annoyed whenever Seojun dropped by the store. Seojun was never particularly happy to see him either. 

“Hello, Donghyuck,” he greeted uncomfortably, just like whenever he saw him. “You’re still here this late?”

“I would stay longer if she let me,” he replied.

“If I didn’t know better, I would think you’re trying to steal her away from me,” he joked, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. 

Haechan simply smirked mischievously and walked towards the door.

“See you around, Seojun.”

 You were trying hard to save your relationship, but he was always busy, he barely replied to your texts even though he said he would change and sex with him was getting more awkward. It just felt wrong.

 Tonight was no different. No matter how many positions you tried, you just couldn’t get off. You could tell Seojun was getting tired and frustrated too. 

“Is there…somebody else?” he asked.

“What?! No,” you replied, offended.

“Is it Donghyuck?” he insisted.

“I-,” you mumbled. “There’s nothing going on between us.”

“But he likes you,” he stated.

“It’s more complicated than that…”

“...Explain.”

“He…is a werewolf.”

He raised his eyebrows and his eyes almost popped out of his skull as everything started making sense. 

“Fuck… h-he…imprinted on you?”

“...Yeah.”

“...And you couldn’t tell me sooner?” he spitted angrily.

“I rejected him. There was nothing to say.”

“I-,” he sighed. “I don’t know if I can do this y/n…”

“Nothing happened between us!”

“He won’t stop y/n! He can’t stop! He’s an animal!”

“He is NOT an animal!”

“I bet you like that. Some immature guy who can’t control himself with you,” he scoffed. “And you just play around with him while I work my ass off for us-”

“What?! You don’t work for us! you work for yourself. You didn’t think about us during our anniversary, you didn’t think about us when I asked you to move in together, when I asked to spend your vacation together, when I wanted to introduce you to my parents-”

“Thank God I didn’t meet them! I knew we wouldn’t last long anyways-”

You slapped him as hard as your shaking hands allowed you. He glared at you but said nothing, quickly getting dressed and grabbing his stuff. He felt guilty but refused to be the first one to say sorry. You on the other hand, couldn’t even cry. You were tired of always waiting for a man who never had time for you and now had the audacity of accusing you of cheating. 

 You accompanied him to the door of the store in silence. It was morning already so, of course, Haechan was there. 

“Seojun,” he greeted.

“Donghyuck,” he replied with the same lack of enthusiasm.

“Noona, they just delivered these. I think your friends sent it,” Haechan told you, giving you a couple of gifts and a bouquet of flowers. “I didn’t know it was your birthday! Happy birthday!”

Seojun looked at the gifts, then at you and closed his eyes, sighing full of regret. Of course he forgot about that too.

“Don’t worry, Haechan. You’re not the only one who didn’t know,” you said bitterly. “Come in.”

“Y/n,” Seojun started but you didn’t let him finish this time.

“We should break up, Seojun.” 

 Haechan stopped walking and looked at you, wide eyed. His eyes met Seojun’s and then he bit a victorious smirk, which your now ex-boyfriend didn’t fail to notice.

“No,” Seojun said. “Let’s talk-”

“We were talking just now. I heard you loud and clear. I don’t think there’s anything left to say.”

 You closed the door and walked in, leaving Seojun outside too stunned to speak until he eventually left. You asked Haechan to look after the store while you went to take a shower and then started your day like nothing happened. You could tell Haechan wanted to ask, but you were so busy the entire day you barely had any time alone.

It was dark outside when you were closing the store  and he finally spoke.

“So…”

“I don’t wanna talk about it, Haechan,” you cut him off.

“I know it’s just…Happy birthday,” he said shyly. You turned around and saw him holding a small cake  with candles illuminating his beautiful face. 

“I..wow Haechan,” you smiled genuinely for the first time that day. “When did you have the time to get that?”

“Lunch break,” he replied. “I didn’t have enough time to get you a gift though. I should have known sooner-”

“Thank you.”

“Huh?”

“Thank you, Haechan,” You said, looking at the cake dreamily. 

Haechan could feel his heart about to burst. He smiled proudly.

“You’re welcome. Make a wish.”

You closed your eyes and did as he told you, then blew the candles while he cheered for you. It was a small celebration, but you hadn’t felt so happy in a long time.

 “Drink with me, Haechan?” you asked him. He nodded quickly and offered to go buy any drink you wanted.

And that’s how you found yourself sitting on the counter, drinking a beer with your supposed mate. Laughing at embarrassing stories of when he was a child. 

“What did you wish for, noona?,” he asked suddenly.

“It’s a secret.”

“But I want to knooow,” he pouted.

“Why do you want to know?” you laughed.

“To make it come true.”

You looked at him. His sincere eyes were waiting for an answer just so he could make the impossible possible. All for you.

“I wished…”

“Yeah?” he breathed out.

“For a hug,” you blurted out. Truth be told, you didn’t make a wish. You couldn’t think of any at the moment. But you could really use a hug tright now.

 He gulped, situating himself in between your legs, you still sitting on the counter. “I can do that. May I?”

You nodded and he didn’t waste more time. He pressed your bodies together and held you tightly, his heart beating against yours as he straight out moaned at the feeling. You stayed like that for a minute, both of your breathings getting heavier.

“Noona,” he broke the silence.

“Hmm?”

“Remember when I told you I could wait?”

“Y-yeah…”

“Fuck that,” he groaned and crashed his lips against yours. You kissed him back hungrily  and he sighed dreamily, unconsciously humping against your center, rolling your skirt all the way up. You moaned against his mouth and he chuckled.

“You like that? Hm?”

“Yeah…”

“Me too, angel,” he whispered and cupped your breasts over your shirt, massaging gently. “You’re so soft, so perfect.”

You whined and reached for the hem of his sweatpants, slipping your hand past his boxers and grabbing him firmly. 

“Ah! Ohh…fuck, fuck,” he moaned, taking your panties off and touching you shamelessly. You almost screamed when he collected your wetness and used it to draw gentle circles on your clit.

“Haechan- ah! Haechan oh my god.”

He licked your neck slowly and gave it little sucks that would soon become hickeys if you didn’t stop him.

“W-wait! No m-ah…Ah! No marks!”

“Why the fuck not?” he growled, bearing his teeth against your neck.

 Just then a faint beep from your phone caught both of your attention. The screen of your phone on the counter next to you lighted up to show an incoming message.

Seojun: y/n, I got you a birthday gift-

You couldn’t finish reading it before Haechan grabbed it and turned it off, slamming it back on the counter.

“Because of him?” he asked, irritated.

“It’s just…it’s been only one day. It would be disrespectful…oh!” you moaned as he slid his cock against your pussy lips and rubbed your clit just right.

“Is there an official grieving time or some shit? He's not your boyfriend right now,” he asked, holding your legs open for better access and hissing, his cock twitching. You couldn’t answer, your eyes trained on where your bodies connected.

“How can it be disrespectful when you were mine from the start?” he asked hotly.

“I…I wasn’t-”

“You were. You’ve always.been.mine!” He stressed every word with a hard thrust, constantly stimulating your bundle of nerves. “He should be thankful I even let him anywhere near you.”

You were a sobbing mess, shaking under him as his hips sped up.

“Did he ever make you this wet,noona? hmm? Did he even make you cum?”

“N-no ah…oh my god- he didn’t, I just c-couldn’t,”

“Of course you couldn’t” he chuckled, grabbing his dick and using it to slap your clit harshly, making you arch your back and your eyes roll back. “Since the moment we met, your body would only want me. All these times you told me we couldn’t be together? I knew it was all bullshit. You are mine.”

 You knew he was right even if you didn’t want to admit it. You wanted him since the beginning.

“Let me mark you,” he hissed, his heavy breathing indicating he was as close as you.

“Ah…n-not- Oh! not y-yet please, pleaseplease oh!” he rubbed the head of his cock against your clit fast from side to side. “Haechan, Haecha-AH! ah!ah! OH MY GOD HAECHAN!”

Your body trembled as you came trying to close your legs only for your tights to be slapped open roughly by Haechan. He lifted your shirt  and bra all the way up to your neck and jerked himself off furiously, aiming his load toward your stomach and breasts.

“Fuck, fuck, fuckfuck!” he gasped loudly staring at your face intently while releasing on you.

When he finished he pressed his hands against your stomach and spread his cum all over you.

“W-what are you doing?” you weakly asked.

“If I can’t mark you then you’ll at least smell like me,” he growled.

“Fuck.” you sighed at the view of his cum covered hands massaging your breasts. He kissed your lips softly.

“Happy birthday.”

The next week was weird. Haechan kept working at the store, only now he would be more bold with his touches and kiss you unapologetically whenever you were alone. You didn’t push him away. It just felt right with him.

Except when you read the nonstop messages from your ex. You couldn’t help but feel guilty even though that relationship had been dead months before all this happened. You answered one of his messages, agreeing to meet him and hear what he had to say. You thought it would be awkward if Haechan was around so you told him to leave early, arguing you had plans.  He left, not before throwing a suspicious look at you.

You heard the bell when you were in the divination room and yelled at the newcomer to come in, assuming it was Seojun.

“What happened to your plans?” Haechan asked standing in front of you.

“H-haechan! What are you doing here?”

“Weren’t you going out with friends? Why are you still here?” 

You didn’t speak.

“Noona… you can tell me anything. Don’t lie to me, please”

 You sighed.

“Seojun is coming over,” you admitted.

You saw his jaw tightened but he didn’t speak.

“He wants me to listen to him one last time.”

He nodded and sat down in front of you on the divination table. “I’ll stay.”

“Haechan, no-”

“Yes,” he replied, his eyes turning red momentarily. 

“He won’t feel comfortable-”

“What about what I feel? My mate meeting her ex alone at night makes me very fucking uncomfortable.”

“I…stop calling me that.”

“What? My mate? You are my mate.”

“I haven’t agreed t-to that…” you mumbled.

He stared at you in silence for a few seconds, analyzing your face looking for a sign that you were joking before speaking again

“You’ve gotta be kidding me.”

“I’m just…not sure…you really like me that much. You’re still young-”

“I don’t just like you, y/n. I am in love with you. Imprinted for life. I’m very fucking sure.”

 Truth be told you’d had few relationships in your life. All of them ended badly: they left you for somebody else, they didn’t take you seriously, they didn’t have time for you. How did you know this wasn’t just a sick joke? Haechan could easily be lying to you just to get laid.

It was like Haechan could read your mind.

“You still don’t believe me,” he hissed.

“I’m sorry…”

“Ask your tarot cards then.”

“I can’t see my own future…”

“See mine.”

“R-right now?”

“When is Seojun coming?”

“In about 20 minutes.”

“We have time then. Just a simple reading,” he said leaning back into the chair, manspreading comfortably to let you know he wasn’t going anywhere until you read for him. “Go on.”

“Uh okay,” you started shuffling the cards. “We don’t have much time so you may ask three questions and we’ll take one card to answer each. First question?”

“What am I to you?” he shot without hesitation.

“I thought this was about you. Not me,” you stopped shuffling and glared at him.

“This is about me. You’re in my life now. Now give me a card.”

 Hesitantly you shuffled the cards until one fell on the table facing upwards.

The Sun.

You blushed like crazy. Of course it would be the sun. It was like your cards were making fun of you. You looked up and saw him smirk smuggly.

“I trust you know the meaning of the cards by now, so I don’t need to tell you.”

“I wouldn’t mind hearing it from you,” he teased.

“No. Next question.”

“What are you to me?”

You glared at him again but decided to finish the reading before Seojun arrived instead of arguing. Not even two seconds after another card jump out of your hands and on the table.

The Star.

You looked at Haechan who was smiling gently this time. 

“Still don’t believe me?”

“...What’s your last question?”

“What’s our future together?”

“Haechan…”

“Come on. I want you to see it yourself.”

You shuffled the cards nervously until the last card fell, facing the table. You lifted the corner of the card so only you could see it and quickly tried to put it back into the deck, but Haechan quickly grabbed your hand and stood up, walking around the table until he was standing in front of you

“Show me the card,” he commanded, still holding your hand.

You refused, struggling to get away which only ended with both of you falling on the floor, cards flying all around you as his body hovered over you, grabbing both of your wrists with one hand so he could take the card from you.

The Lovers.

He laughed and threw the card away carelessly, intertwining his fingers with yours and pressing his forehead against yours.

“Stop it,” he said softly. “Stop fighting it, y/n. It’s real. I love you and you love me”

You sighed and nodded, leaning in to kiss him when you heard the bell for the second time tonight.

“Y/n? Are you here?” Seojun’s voice asked from the store entrance.

“Fuck! Haechan you have to hide,” you begged. He rolled his eyes.

“Fine,” he said, getting under the divination table, covering himself completely with the coth over it. 

You quickly picked up the cards and sat down on the table, right when Seojun entered.

“Y/n! You’re working so late,” he said.

“Ah, I was just finishing a reading,” you said.

“Did I interrupt you?”

“No, not at a-ah!” you gasped when you felt Haechan’s hands caress your legs all the way up to your naked thighs, covering them with the cloth. Bad day to wear a skirt.

“What? What’s wrong?” Seojun asked.

“Nothing, it’s just…m-my headaches. You know how i-it is,” you answered trying to press your legs together, but Haechan wouldn’t allow it.

“Right uh…May I sit down?” “I would rather you didn’t,” you accidentally replied out of panic. The last thing you needed was him noticing Donghyuck under the table. “I mean, I’m sure you won’t have much time anyways. What was it you wanted to say?”

“I…I got you a birthday gift,” he said, placing a small box on the table. “I wanted to give it to you sooner, but you didn’t answer my texts…”

“You never replied to mine when we were together, Seojun.”

“I know, I…I’m sorry. We… are we really done? Can’t we work it out?” he asked sadly.

At this, Haechan growled lowly against your inner thigh, licking and nipping possessively.

You gasped, which your ex mistakenly took as a good sign, looking at you hopefully.

“We were together for so long y/n,” he continued. “Let’s not let a kid ruin it.”

Haechan, who had been kissing his way up to your center, gave you a long lick over your panties making you whine and cover your face with your hands.

“W-ah! what are you talking a-about?” you asked, trying to keep your cool when Haechan found your clit and sucked it into his mouth roughly over the thin layer of fabric.

“We were just fine before that…wolf showed up, y/n,” he said approaching the table to grab the tiny box and open it, revealing a ring with a huge diamond on it. “What do you think? Let’s forget about all this and get marrie-”

 “Oh my god, ohmygod ah!” you sobbed, Haechan pressing his head harder against you, desperate to taste more, holding your thighs around his head. “You c-can’t just- oh… fuck, this is… Things were bad before H-Haech-ah!”

“Y/n, what are you talking about? We were great.”

“You n-never had t-time for me-ah! You forg-ot my…birthday, our anniver-” you sobbed into your hands, tears of pleasure falling down your cheeks. Thankfully Seojun assumed you were just very emotional.

“I said I was sorry,” he repeated the words you’d heard so many times before.

“I- for…give y-you,” you regretted saying those words as soon as you felt teeth grazing your clit threateningly. “B-but we ah! are n-not getting back… t-together.”

Seojun just stood there, in silence. There was nothing else he could possibly say to change your mind.

“I’m sorry,” he repeated again.

You nodded without looking at him, your face still hiding behind your hands. Being sorry wouldn’t change anything. You didn’t look up until you heard the bell again, telling you Seojun had left.

 You finally let out a loud moan and lifted the cloth, and the sight of Haechan contently eating you out made you come immediately, your thighs shaking around him and your fingers pulling his hair, him groaning appreciatively. 

“Good girl,” he murmured against your core, between licks. “You did so well. So, so good.”

Sensitive, you tried to push his head away, which he responded to with a snarl that sounded almost too animalistic to be coming from him.

“H-Haechan?”

“More,” was his only answer before he stood up and manhandled you onto the table, dropping the box with the ring off the table in the process and ripping your panties with his bare hands, diving back in.

You screamed so loud, you were sure your neighbors would be scared.

“FUCK! HAECHAN!”

 You pulled at his hair and he moaned against you, the vibrations giving you more pleasure that you could handle.

“Oh, please, too- too m-much,” you mumbled, followed by a mantra of his name, which only fueled him more. 

 He pressed his tongue flat against your clit and shook his head from side to side, making you come undone for him. You laid limp on the table trying to recover from what was probably the best orgasm you had ever had in your life when you felt him licking and biting your stomach.

“H-haechan n-no, no m-marking,” you weakly whispered trying to push his head away from your belly but he growled, literally bearing his teeth at you. That’s when you finally noticed the deep crimson shine of his eyes and the thin layer of sweat covering his face.

“Is t-this… are you in…?” You didn’t even know how to finish that question. You vaguely remember reading about heats and ruts, but nothing really prepared you to experience one.

“Mate,” he said like he was possessed. He lifted your body like you weighed nothing and carried you on his shoulder up the stairs. “ Need to mate you.”

He opened a couple of doors until he found your room and threw you on the bed. You would never admit it, but you were incredibly turned on by this new side of him. He took his shirt off carelessly and climbed on top of you, staring you down like you were his prey. You felt like a prey too, not being able to do anything but gasp when he tore your shirt and bra the same way he did to your panties earlier, leaving you on just your skirt.

“Fuck, I liked that shirt…ah!” you moaned while he sucked on your nipples.

“I’ll buy you more,” he replied like it was nothing. “Buy you anything you want.”

“H-how are you gonna do that?” you laughed. “You don’t even accept your payche-fuck ah!”

“Don’t need it,” he mumbled against your breast, his right hand fingering you slowly while his left hand played with your other breast. “Have savings. Could buy the entire store if I wanted.”

You could only groan at the feeling of his hands all over your body. 

“Hyuck, p-please… need to-need to feel you,” you begged.

“Feel me?”

“Inside, inside please!”

 He grunted and pulled away from you, finally taking his pants and boxers off, and pumping himself a couple of times before aligning himself with your entrance. 

“W-wait!” you said and before he could growl at you you quickly grabbed a condom from your drawer and handed it to him. He stared at it confused, and a bit offended.

“That’s not my size,” he said. You rolled your eyes, thinking  he was being arrogant and opened it so you could put it on him yourself. But you stopped yourself when you paid proper attention to his size. Your mouth hung open in disbelief, staring up at him. He smirked as he held his cock with his hand, thick and heavy. 

 Stubbornly you tried to put the condom on him. He hissed when you pressed it against his tip and started rolling it down with difficulty. The mission failed not even half way through, the condom split all the way to the tip, revealing the angry purple cock due to lack of circulation.

“Guess I’m bigger than him,” he teased, tossing the broken condom into the floor and jerking himself off slowly. “I’m clean, I promise.”

 You nodded, spreading your legs and letting him enter you slowly. You winced when the head pushed into you, stretching you so good you got dizzy.

“Besides,” he added, pushing more of himself into you. “The whole point of this is to breed you.”

Your eyes snapped open.

“H-Haechan!”

“Mm?” he hummed, followed with a moan when he finally pushed all of him inside of you.

“Oh! y-you…you can’t be serious,” your nervous laugh was cut off by a deep thrust that had you gasping for air.

“Can’t help it,” he moaned. “Wanna give you my pups.”

“F-fuck…” you whimpered, giving into the pleasure as he pulled all the way out and thrusted harshly into you again.

“You’re so g-oh! so good, y/n,” he moaned, increasing the pace of his thrusts, trapping you in the bed with his body, his pelvis chafing your clit insistently. “Gonna…gonna fill you up-ah!”

“Oh yeah! yeah p-please-ah! ah…Ah! Fuck! Fuckfuckfuck,” you begged incoherently.

“Y/n, y/n, y/n,” he could only repeat, pistoning into you like an animal, mouthing your neck needily. “Need to…need to m-mark you ugh!” was the last thing he said before he sank his fangs into your skin.

 If it hurt, it was only for a second, as an incredible pleasure consumed your entire body, making your eyes roll all the way back into your skull and cum with a silent scream.

“G-good girl,” Haechan huffed against your ear, never stopping his movements. “Again, a-again!”

 You hadn’t even come down from your high and he was forcing you into another one, the stimulation almost painful. You clumsily tried to push his hips to a stop, the feeling becoming too much for your human body, but it did nothing but provoke him to go harder.

 You were a sobbing mess by now, you were moaning and screaming nonsense that sounded like his  name, when your body finally convulsed and your squirted so hard he had to pull out.

“Fuck!” he hissed, reaching for your clit with his hand and rubbing it furiously. “Fuck! That’s it, give it to me!”

 You were literally crying. It was all so good, you couldn’t even process it, and he kept giving you more and more. Finally you fell limp into the bed, bedsheets wet under you, panting under Haechan’s intense stare.

“...Again,” you heard his voice say, deeper than you’d ever heard him.

You weakly shook your head and tried to crawl away from him. He chuckled darkly, grabbing both of your ankles and manhandling you  into your belly. He didn’t even bother going slow this time, slamming into you hard and setting a fast pace since the beginning.

“My mate is s-so cute,” he moaned, giving a particularly hard thrust. “Running away when I haven’t even knotted you once. So…so cute.”

You desperately grabbed the sheets under you,  feeling so good you were screaming until your throat was sore and you started drooling into the pillow.

“Ah…Ah shit,” he hissed, now covering your body with his, not allowing a single move from you as his knot started expanding. “Y/n, y/n,y/n,y/n,y/n…ooohhh.”

His hips hammered into you animalistically until he pushed his knot into you, now he could only grind against you and give short thrusts until it stopped growing. 

“T-too m-much…”you babbled, your body too spent to try to resist.

“You c-can take it, noona,” he panted licking at the mark on your neck. “My pretty y/n, my angel, y-you can take…all of me, can’t you? hmm? Of course you c-Aaah! fuuuckkkk… o-of course you c-can…made for me…you’re m-made for m-ooohh!” he barely mumbled, jaw hung open, the tip of his tongue sticking out his bottom lip because of the overwhelming pleasure while spurts of cum spilled inside of you until you felt you were going to explode. And just when you thought you couldn’t take anything else, his hand found its way to your clit and massaged it fast and uncoordinated, until another wave of pleasure took over you, your mind going blank.

 “So lucky…I’m so blessed… The Moon gifted you to me,”was the last thing you heard before everything was silent and you drifted out of consciousness.

When you woke up, you were lying on your side, Haechan’s arms around you and his mouth kissing your shoulder gently. You tried to turn around but a sharp pain stopped you, pulling a loud hiss from Haechan too.

 “Don’t move yet, angel. Not while I’m still knotting you,” he pouted and caressed your stomach.

“Right…sorry,” you said and lied down in silence again until Haechan spoke again.

“Y/n…”

“Hmm?”

“What is that?” he asked, pointing at a little box of medication on your night table. 

“Ah…those? Birth control pills.”

 His body tensed against you. The movement of his hand on your belly stilling.

“You take those?!” he sounded betrayed.

“You didn’t think I would actually let you get me pregnant, right?” you laughed. 

“...But I want it,” he whispered into your ear, making you shiver.

“That’s just your wolf instinct speaking right now.”

“I don’t care. Want it.”

“Well, it won’t happen. I’m protected,” you chuckled and got into a comfortable position to sleep again.

“...Y/n?” you heard after a few minutes.

“Yeah?”

“Aren’t pills like… 99% effective only?”

You bursted out laughing this time. “Only? 99% only? You don’t think that can stop you?”

You would have laughed more but Haechan gave you a hard unexpected thrust now that his knott was getting smaller, making you gasp and hold into his arms for support.

“Wanna find out?” he asked.

[lvlyynim]

hugging hyuck is like hugging a fluffy 5’7 walking teddy bear. the minute you walk into the shared apartment, you’re engulfed in his arms. every bit of exhaustion and worrying thoughts melted away as soon as hyuck wrap his arms around you.

nothing better than waking up in his arms. entrapped in his arms, keeping you warm and safe. his face snuggled cutely on your chest as you played with his hair, soothing his back with your other hand. sometimes it’s the other way around.

peacefully cooking dinner in the kitchen when hyuck came up behind and hugged you. resting his head on your shoulder, you giggled as he slowly swayed your bodies to “solitude” by billie holiday.

“you know for a girlfriend, you’re very wifey material” you giggled again.

“oh yeah? who’s wife?” “mine.” “buy me a ring and i’ll think about it” “alright bet”

insists you wear his hoodie/jacket when you have separate classes. his excuse being you get cold easily and no boyfriend would let his girlfriend be cold. his ulterior motive being he loves seeing you in his clothes also subtly lets people know you’re off limits.

the amount of playful banter you’d have with this man. anything and everything is a topic of debate. before things gets too heated, he’d always engulf you and pamper you with kisses, admitting his defeat. “alright alright you win okay love?”

makes everything a competition. the type to scream “last one to make it to the car pays for dinner!” then proceeds to push you and runs. leaning cockily against the car, he’s with a salty look on your face. “YOU PUSHED ME THATS NOT FAIR!” “it’s not my fault you have short legs”

before when you and him were just getting to know each other for the first time, he made a playlist dedicated to the songs he’s reminded of you. he knew he was getting way ahead of himself but whenever you two spent time together, random song lyrics would echo thru his brain. one of the songs were “i was made for loving you” by tori kelly and ed sheeran, which was his favourite.

see you wouldn’t have known this if he hadn’t confessed to you in a drunken stupor. hell he even unlocked his phone and showed it to you before laying his head on your lap.

the aftermath of his drunken confession was you teasing him in the morning as his cheeks heat up. suddenly he remembered last night’s events, you had kissed him. he could still feel the ghost of your lips, so sweet, so soft and intoxicating.

“you kissed me last night, didn’t you?” he asked as he wrapped his hands around you from behind, cockiness dripping in his tone. you shrugged, “maybe i did, maybe i didn’t” hyuck turned you around and immediately pulled you into a slow kiss. instinctively, your arms circled his neck while his linked around your waist, not leaving a gap of air between your bodies. you sighed against his mouth before forced himself to pull away.

“been waiting all night to do that”

[writemekpop]

Fake It | Lee Donghyuck (Haechan)

Summary: Haechan is suspiciously nervous about sex… almost like he's a virgin.

Genre: New relationship jitters, fluff, cheeky Hyuck

Word Count: <0.5k

Haechan's hands were shaking as he tried to open your jean zipper. Sweat glistened on his forehead. 

You were squeezed together under the covers on his single bed. 

You put your hand on his. 

"Haechan, have you ever done this before?"

Haechan looked up at you. "Opened a zipper?" He scoffed. "Of course." 

You gave him a knowing look. "You know what I mean."

Haechan's cheeks darkened. "Of course I have!" he said, too fast. "I've got hella bitches. Bitches on bitches!"

You fought the urge to smile. "Haechan..."

He sighed, shoulders slumping. "Fine. I've never done this before. There have been girls in the past who wanted to but... it never felt right. Not until now."

You touched his arm gently. "Why didn't you say something?"

He shrugged. "I didn't wanna mess this up. You're kinda - awesome." 

You shuffled closer. "I really like you, Haechan. You're hot and funny and..." You watched him break into a grin. "And if I say anymore that big head of yours will really burst!"

Both of you started to laugh. 

"Can I tell you a secret?" You asked, once your laughter had died down.

"Anything."

"I've never done this before either."

Haechan's mouth dropped. "But you're so confident!"

You shrugged. "Fake it till you make it, I guess." 

Haechan smirked. "You'll never have to fake it with me."

You chuckled. "And he's back!" 

You kissed him softly on the lips, both of you still laughing. 

"Shall we just watch a movie tonight? No pressure."

Haechan nodded. "That sounds good. You're the best."

You wrapped your arm around his waist and snuggled into his muscled chest. 

Haechan whispered into your hair, "No, I take that back. I'm still the best." 

"Shut up," you said, but you were smiling.

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[yueisyum]

biting haechan. I would bite him every time I get the chance to do so. I would bite his cheeks, his neck, his arms (his veiny arms omg), his fingers, his thighs… I don’t know if that’s kind of weird but oh god every time I see him I just want to bite him everywhere

And he would FRIKEN love it!!

Heachan would be begging you to kiss him everywhere as soon as you came home from a weekend with your parents, he’s been deprived of your attention for three days and he needs all of you, now. So when you close the front door behind you, he comes running, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you into his chest.

When you promise to watch a movie with him, he finally lets up. During the movie, it’s inevitable that you both end up making out. His hands all over you, caressing your body like he hasn’t seen you since 300BC. “Missed you” he mumbles into your neck. “I can’t believe you left me” you can’t help but roll your eyes at the ceiling. so dramatic.

“What did you expect me to do by myself? I needed you” he continues to whine, pulling you into his lap and hiding his face in your neck. “You are such a cry baby” you giggle, rubbing your hands up and down his back, cooing at him like a child. He doesn’t bother responding with a snarky comment, instead he pinches you on the side. Causing you to jump slightly in him. “Ah!” You yelp, hitting his shoulder. You can feel him chuckle into the crook of your neck.

So, you lower your head to access his neck, once he realizes your intention, he leans back, giving him full view of his Adam’s apple. But when he doesn’t feel your lips on his neck he furrows his brows together, readying himself to whine again.

Bringing up a hand to gently hold his jawline, you lean in to bite his sweat spot.

It was a joke, you were only trying to get him back for pinching you, but he.. moaned? You can physically feel him freeze under you, he’s just as shocked as you are.

Did you hear that right?

Testing the waters, your try Nibbling at the spot again; he lets in a sharp breath, holding back a grunt. His hands tighten in your waist, and you’re sure he’s embarrassed.

You had to have heard that right. Smiling against his skin, he sits, eyes closed, in shame.

“Did you just moan?” You ask, finally pulling away to look at him, he doesn’t respond, or look back at you. His head still facing the ceiling and his face is clearly flushed. “That’s was-“

“-don’t” he interrupts, bringing a finger to your face, warning you not to tease. He’s looking at you now, his face full of seriousness. You only bite your lip, trying not to smile. “Don’t what? I’m not the one that moaned, you have a biting kink or something puppy?” You ask, in the most babyish voice you could muster. You only laugh when he pokes the inside of his cheek and nods to himself. “You’re and asshole- go back home to your parents” he mumbled, playfully pushing you off him. But you won’t allow it, you wrap your arms around his shoulders and plant your knees into either side of the couch.

“What? But what if I start teething? What am I supposed to bite at?”

“You think your so funny? Huh?”

“I’m hilarious” you beam at him, happy with yourself. He can’t help but smile back.

After a moment, you finally decide to address the boner you feel under you. He’s hard, really hard. And you know just what to do with I get him more in the mood. Dipping your head back to his neck and kissing up his skin until you reach his jawline. He holds onto your waist again, allowing you to pamper him.

Then, you lightly close your teeth around his jawline, kissing at the spot right after. His jaw clenches, confirming your suspensions.

He likes it- hehehehehehehehhe

Not that you’re complaining, biting him feels like your own little way at marking him. Telling the world ‘he’s mine’- you’re not territorial or anything! Maybe you are. But when he moans every time you bite at his lip, or on his beauty marks; you know this isn’t going to be a one time thing.

Note: while writing this- I kept thinking about biting at his thighs when giving head. We would whine and whimper about how you’re teasing him, but he loves knowing he’s all yours-

Note part two: also realized, this is more about haechan liking being bitten, and not the reader wanting to bite him. But I guess it’s still kinda both.

[neocitybooty]

Love on Me. [M]

Genre: Non Idol Au, Slice of Life, Romance, Smut

Warnings: SMUT, handjob, oral sex, PLEASE DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE A MINOR OMG 

Pairing: Member [Haechan] x Reader 

Word Count: 1.5k

Summary: You have to choose between fulfilling the needs of your lovable boyfriend or finishing your work for the day. 

A/N: I REALLY DON’T KNOW. Just something to pass the time. I needed to get this out of my system. 

You shuffle around the kitchen, purposely avoiding your boyfriend at all costs. You have a lot of work to get done before the midnight deadline and he is being particularly needy. Again.

You finish making your smoothie and start to twist the lid onto the bottle, when you feel soft but intentional hands wrap around your waist. Your shoulders rise and slowly descend as you sigh, but you made no attempt to move away.

“Baby, please. I just need twenty minutes.” Haechan softly pleads in your ear. “You haven’t paid attention to me all day. What am I supposed to do?”

You slide your body around so you are now facing Haechan. His hands are now on your lower back so you wrap your arms around his neck and gently run your fingers through the thick, brown locks of hair. Pools of hickory stare at you through half lidded eyes and you feel yourself begin to falter.

“Don’t make that face.” You say with a soft smile.

“You think you can deprive me of what I want and then give me orders?” Haechan smirks as his face slowly draws closer. Your heart leaps as he makes direct eye contact with you, before his eyes slowly close and you feel warm soft lips on your own. You kiss him back without any hesitation as the heat from his kiss sends all of your previous thoughts out of your head. He pulls you in closer as his arms wrap around your waist and you moan into the kiss before you pull yourself away.

“Babe, I have so much work that I need to get done.” You looked up into his eyes and instantly regretted it.

Haechan was gazing at you through hazed, half lidded eyes. He softly bit his plump bottom lip but said nothing. Instead, he let his hand enter your shirt and started to create circular motions with his fingers. He searched your eyes for a signal, but you kissed him before he could find it. His eager lips immediately mirrored your own, until he eventually pushed his tongue through, allowing himself to taste you in what seemed like eternity for him.

He pulls you back into him and you feel his warm cock against your core. That’s when you knew. He was going to win.

Haechan started to undress you, slowly. He grabbed the bottom of your shirt and began to pull it up, when you stopped him and broke the kiss.

He looked at you with his eyes full of sadness. They drooped and his eyebrows creased as he quietly whined. “Baby, no.” He shook his head and nuzzled into your neck. Soft kisses were showered onto your skin as Haechan frantically tried to gain the upperhand.

“Babe, I just want us to move to the bedroom, that’s all.” You managed to get out before a moan escaped.

“Let’s just do it here.” Haechan groaned, still fixated on your neck.

He never was the patient type.

“I was thinking I could do that thing that you like.” You whisper in his ear.

He groans and faces you again. “Don’t say things you don’t mean. It’s only going to make me more upset.” Haechan gives you a small pout but you take his hand and lead him to the bedroom.

As soon as you let go of Haechan’s hand, he begins to undress. You look back at him and giggle at his sense of urgency. You sit on the bed and pull your oversized shirt over your head and throw it over the edge of the bed.

Haechan speeds up his disrobing once he sees your bare chest and joins you on bed. You eyed his veiny, rock hard member as he laid down and waited for you.

You smiled at him and slowly started to rub his shaft. “I’m sorry for keeping you waiting. I promise I’ll make it better.” You tell him before giving a few kitten licks to the head.

“Baby, please don’t tease me. I want it so bad.” Haechan whined, as the bedsheets gathered in his fists.

You nodded and licked from the bottom of his shaft, all the way to the top and let a wad of spit fall into the head before taking his entire cock into your mouth.

“Oh shit!” He moaned and you felt his cock twitch inside your mouth. He slightly shook as you started to bob your head, ensuring you were sucking him off fully. You gagged when you reached the bottom of his shaft and used a hand to massage his balls as he started to moan from above you.

“Baby, that feels soooo fucking good.” Haechan panted as he watched you take his entire cock into your mouth over and over again. Once you felt Haechan had his fill, you sat up, grabbed a tube of lube from the night stand, and then poured some into your hand. You then motioned for Haechan to come to you.

He obeyed and sat in between your legs with his back to your chest. He wrapped an arm around one of your thighs and laid on your chest as you reached for his glistening member.

“Are you ready?” You ask him softly.

“Yes.” He whimpered softly.

You kiss the outer shell of Haechan’s ear as you begin to stroke his wet and hard cock. You hear his breath get caught in his chest as his cock twitched in your hands. You smeared the lube all over the surface of his shaft as Haechan quietly cursed underneath his breath.

“Does it feel good, baby?” You quietly spoke into his ear as the sound of his ragged breathing grew louder.

“Yes, it feels really good, baby.” Haechan huffed. “Please don’t stop.”

“Oh, of course not. I know you want me to milk you until you cum.” You now started to pump his cock a little faster and he whimpered in response. His arm tightened around your thigh as his stomach slightly caved in, the pleasure too immense for him to withstand. You giggled in his ear and gently massaged his tip, the lube aiding you and causing your thumb to freely glide over it.  

“Fuck, I’m so close.” Haechan softly whimpered. “Baby, I’m gonna cum, oh my God...”

“So soon, baby?” You seductively ask in his ear as you reverted back to milking his hard member once again. “You can do better than this.”

Haechan loved this. He loved your voice in his ear, talking him through the obscene motions. He loved the feeling of you controlling his release. You didn’t do it often because he was still too shy to ask you but he would immediately follow your lead if you offered.

“Your hands are so soft and warm.” Haechan groans, bringing a finger to his mouth. He barely bites his pointer finger, when he quietly moans with a following tremble. The sound of wet skin continued to fill the room as you played with his shaft.

“Do you think you can last a little longer for me? I was thinking maybe I could put my finger-” But you never finished. 

Haechan lost it. His hips jerked up, as he groaned and fluttered his eyes closed. “Fuckkkkkk.” His hips rolled as you felt liquid land on your hand. “Ahh.” Haechan panted as more spurts of cum left him. Once he was done, he made no attempt to move away from you. His chest rose and fell as he tried to gather energy, so you softly removed yourself from behind him so you could walk to the bathroom and wash your hands.

And for the first time that night, he let you leave his side.

He was satisfied.

You were rinsing your hands when Haechan appeared behind you, still naked. He looked shy and embarrassed and you couldn’t help but giggle at how cute he was.

“I wanted to say thank you.” He kissed you on the cheek and hugged you tightly. “I know I can be a pain but I just- I just really like it when we…” He trailed off.

You wiped your hands on a towel and nodded. “I know, baby.”

Haechan smiles at you and rubs your bare ass. He bit his lip and shook his head but said nothing.

“What?” You asked him, unsure of what he could possibly want.

“Will you please come back to bed?” He finally asks.

Oh, brother.

[sundaysunny]

TRAPPED!

pairings: donghyuck x you

genre: enemies to lovers, older brothers best friend, angst, (fluff at end)

tw: shitty parents, drinking, arguing

word count: 5.2k

synopsis: you’d grown up with lee donghyuck, him being your older brother mark’s best friend. but this didn’t that mean you automatically liked him, in fact, you felt quite the opposite. as did he. he was everything you hated about a person, he was loud, obnoxious, selfish and quite frankly, really fucking rude. you were absolutely sick of him. that was until your eighteenth birthday.

THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION.

STRIKE 1: THE FAMILY VACATION

You were fifteen when you’d finally decided that you hated Lee Donghyuck. Before that, you’d have just said the two of you didn’t really get a long but could tolerate each other in small doses. Sometimes you could even share a laugh with him when your brother did something stupid, or he’d make a joke that actually made you giggle. But the long car journey to your lake cabin had destroyed any part of you that had been able to tolerate him in the slightest. Four hours, you’d been stuck in a car with him, your parents and Mark. Your parents had been kind enough to allow both you and your brother to bring a long a friend to your lake cabin that summer. Mark had obviously invited Donghyuck, whilst you’d invited one of your friends who couldn’t make it at the last minute. You felt desperately alone despite being cramped in the back next to your brother, and Donghyuck who insisted that you sit in the middle because you were the smallest, but you knew it was because he could annoy you as much as he could.

Twenty minutes into the journey was where you could feel your patience begin to wear down. Donghyuck had been talking the whole time, about how he’d gotten gotten a summer job and how he’d gotten into a good college and his scholarship for the baseball team and how amazing his grades were and how amazing he was and how amazing everything he did was. You rolled your eyes at every word that came out of his mouth. Your parents didn’t seem to see it though, they really did think he was amazing. You interrupted your mothers next question to Donghyuck by asking your dad how long left of the journey there was. Your mother turned and scowled at you.

“Still a while honey, it’ll go quick though.” Your dad made everything better. He was your rock. Even his voice made you feel better. Mark shuffled next to you, pushing you into Donghyuck’s side. “Aww did you want to be closer to me? That’s cute.” Donghyuck teased you, “In your dreams.” You said as you pushed away from him, subsequently pushing Mark closer into the door. Mark knew how much Donghyuck annoyed you and was sad that his little sister and best friend didn’t get along. He loved you both and found it difficult when you’d bicker and fight, especially when you dragged him into it. He remembered a time where Donghyuck had made you so mad that you’d cried. Hyuck had been winding you up about a bad grade you’d gotten despite knowing how much you struggled at school. He knew that Donghyuck wouldn’t have said it maliciously but he could see that you were at your limit with his constant teasing. “Are you just going to stand there and let him talk to your sister like that?” You’d yelled at him, making Mark immediately uncomfortable. “You know he’s only kidding. Don’t get yourself wound up about it.” You stormed upstairs, slamming your door behind you. Mark walked over to Donghyuck and lightly shoved him, “Give her a break man, she’s stressed with school.” Donghyuck rolled his eyes at Mark’s comment, “She’s fifteen, she has nothing to be stressed about. Plus she’s super smart and works hard.” If only you’d heard Donghyuck compliment you. If only Donghyuck had complimented you five minutes before when you were downstairs. There were many other times like that. Mark knee Donghyuck thought the world of you and was extremely frustrated that he wouldn’t just show it instead of constantly teasing you.

A few hours went by in the car and you were very nearly at the lake house. You’d spent the last hour asleep, not realising you’d been resting your head on Donghyuck’s shoulder. He’d obviously taken a picture of it to use as blackmail for a later date. He secretly wanted to set it as his lock screen because you just looked so sweet and innocent when you were asleep and not running your mouth. Donghyuck sniggered to himself as he looked at the picture, showing it to Mark for him to roll his eyes and smile at your sleeping self. Mark savoured the moment, this would probably be the only time for the next week that you would tolerate being near him, even if you were fast asleep.

Mark was right. It was the final day of the trip and even though himself, your parents and Hyuck had had a good time, he wasn’t sure about you. Donghyuck had teased you relentlessly. It wasn’t like you didn’t give as good as you got though. Mark was pretty sure you’d hurt Hyuck’s feelings a couple of times with your snarky comments. If a comment was good enough to make him shut his loud moth for two seconds, it was likely it had gotten to him more than it should have. Especially when you bought up his parents. “Why can’t you go on vacation with your own family?” You snapped back at Donghyuck who had made a stupid comment about the bikini you were wearing whilst the three of you were on your way to the lake. Mark knew that you knew that Hyuck didn’t have a good relationship with his parents so he was surprised that you’d bought them up. Donghyuck shut up for a while after that. You almost felt bad but remembered what he’d said earlier about how the bikini you were wearing made you look like a hooker. You couldn’t really believe he’d said that in front of Mark, actually you could, it wasn’t the most outrageous thing he’d said about you in front of Mark. You needed a way to hurt him back quickly and for him to shut his mouth before he said anything else wildly inappropriate about you in front of your brother. So his parents were a no brainier. The hurt look on his face after you said it though, it stung. You didn’t really want to hurt him that badly. The hooker comment wasn’t that bad and the comment about his parents didn’t really equate, Donghyuck felt. You brushed it off quickly though when Donghyuck pushed you off the jetty into the lake. Oh you definitely hated him.

STRIKE 2: THE PARTY

Your parents had very kindly allowed you to have some friends over for a sleepover in your back yard for your sixteenth birthday. You ordered pizzas and built a huge bed out of pillows blankets and duvets on your trampoline with your friends, adding fairy lights to the top for the final touch. You were so excited. The end of the school year just happened to match up with the weekend of your birthday so you and all your friends were buzzing. You didn’t think anything could bring you down at that moment. Until Lee Donghyuck showed up. He and Mark had come home from seeing their friends and he of course had so come over after, wanting to wish you a happy birthday. And to tease you of course.

“Birthday girl! Come and give me a hug!” Donghyuck yelled as he stepped out the door into your back yard. “Ew never.” You yelled back, going back to talking with your friends. Your friend Yuna shoved you, “Don’t be so rude!” She joked. She knew of your not so relationship with Donghyuck and found it funny every time you’d interact. “Really? No hug from the birthday girl? That’s a shame! I bought her a present and everything!” Your eyes shifted back to Donghyuck as he held up a bag for you to see. You rolled your eyes and shuffled off the trampoline and made your way towards him. You grabbed the present from him and turned on your heels, heading back towards your friends. “No thank you? How rude!” He yelled after you, running up behind you. Donghyuck stood at the side of the trampoline, his arms resting on it as you sat back down with your friends. “Go on, open it.” He pushed. You reluctantly put your hand into the bag and pulled out your gift. A small mirror. “Because you’re so vain!” He grinned. “God you’re such a loser.” You rolled your eyes and put the mirror back into the bag. At least he’d thought of you. He chuckled and walked away, heading back into the house. You chucked the bag to the side and tried to continue your previous conversations with your friends but all they could discuss was how cute Donghyuck was and how they wished he was friends with their brothers instead. “Seriously guys? He’s so annoying!” You exclaimed. “What? He literally bought you a gift!” Yuna swatted you, “And he called me vain! What’s cute about that? And quit hitting me!” You swatted Yuna back. “He probably likes you”, another one of your friends, Yeji said, wiggling her brows. “Oh my god ew, that makes me physically sick.”

They dropped the conversation as the the topic of cute guys at your school came up and none of you would ever miss an opportunity to talk about that. “Park Jisung is so cute, we’ve been talking loads since we became seat mates in Biology.” You gushed as your friends quickly agreed. “Oh my gosh please ask him out! That would be so cute,” Yuna squealed, grabbing your arm. “Every time he sees you he totally flirts with you it’s so obvious he liked you.” You weren’t so sure. You had zero experience with guys and the idea of asking a guy out scared the hell out of you, being rejected is probably your worst nightmare.

You did ponder over the idea however, because that morning Park Jisung had in fact texted you, wishing you a happy birthday. You’d thanked him and he’d replied saying that you guys should hang out over the summer. It didn’t seem too unrealistic. You made a mental note to text him in the morning to make plans to see each other.

Donghyuck was upstairs in Mark’s bedroom with him. The two were lying on his bed, some music playing softly on Mark’s speakers. Donghyuck could hear you giggling with your friends about this Park Jisung. The pang of jealousy he felt was definitely a new feeling and he wasn’t sure just what to do about it. It scared him. Donghyuck slept over that night, tossing and turning at the idea that you might have a boyfriend at some point. He wasn’t sure why it was making him so goddamn uncomfortable. You’d all fallen asleep outside, and Donghyuck felt it was his brotherly duty to check on you all to make sure you were okay. He crept quietly downstairs but jumped when he entered the kitchen, surprised to see you awake and leaning on the edge of the counter on your phone.

“Why are you awake?” He whispered to you, making your head whip up from your phone. “Jesus, you scared me. I could ask you the same thing.” You whisper yelled back. “I couldn’t sleep.” He mumbled, shuffling towards the cupboards, grabbing two glasses from one. He filled them up at the sink and then walked towards you, placing one in front of you. “Thanks.” You mumbled, going back to typing on your phone. Donghyuck winked at you before turning around and heading back upstairs. Once his head hit the pillow, he practically fell asleep immediately, he put down his previous worry about you to the fact that you and your friends were sleeping outside and he was worried about you. He wasn’t really sure that was why but it made him feel better about his feelings.

STRIKE 3: THE INFAMOUS DIET COKE INCIDENT

“Who the hell drank all my diet coke?” You stormed into the living room from the kitchen where Mark and Donghyuck sat playing video games. “Not me.” Mark mumbled as he concentrated on the TV in front of him. “Was it you?” You could feel your blood boiling because you knew exactly who it was. Donghyuck quickly snapped his head round to look at you. You looked really angry. “Me? I would never do that to you!” He said in a sarcastic manner, making your blood boil to an even higher temperature. “Don’t lie to me! I know it was you! You always do! It’s so fucking annoying Donghyuck! You don’t even live here, stop drinking all my fucking favourite drinks!” You practically screamed, storming upstairs. It may have come across as dramatic but a coke diet coke straight from the fridge was one of your only little pleasures in life. And Donghyuck knew this, that’s the only reason he drank them. He liked to get under your skin, he didn’t even like diet coke that much.

You walked into Mark’s bedroom, grabbing the 3 empty cans of diet coke and quickly ran back downstairs. You stood behind the couch and launched the cans at the back of Donghyuck’s head, shocking him. He gasped, “What the hell?” He turned around, annoyance spread across his pretty face. “Don’t drink my diet coke!” You laughed, spinning around on your heels and heading back upstairs. “I just died thanks to you!” He yelled, referring to his game.

You slumped on your bed, still laughing at your interaction with Donghyuck. Grabbing your phone, you pull open your texts with Jisung. You quickly texted him what happened and he replied seconds later with various laughing emojis. Your relationship with Jisung was going well, you’d only been together a month but things were moving fast. You really liked him and couldn’t wait to introduce him to your family. Your parents were really excited to meet him, always asking you to invite him around for dinner. You’d finally asked him after a couple of weeks and you’d agreed on tonight. You couldn’t wait for your parents and brother to meet him. You were slightly nervous about Donghyuck meeting Jisung, worried for what the older boy would do. You thought he’d probably tease him relentlessly, making him nervous which made you worried for the poor boy. You felt tempted to warn him not to be mean, but you knew that would probably backfire at some point. You knew Donghyuck too well and you’d definitely be setting yourself and Jisung up for extreme teasing.

Later on that evening, you opened the fridge whilst helping your mom set the table. Inside was a case of diet coke with a note attached. ‘Sorry :)’ it read. You face broke into a smile as you grabbed your drink and went back to setting the table. “Is Donghyuck staying for dinner tonight?” You asked your mom, placing a plate onto the table, wanting to know whether to set six places. “No sweetie, he had to rush off.” Your lips turned into a pout as you put the sixth plate away and continued on. “Never thought I’d see the day you’d be upset that Hyuck wasn’t coming over.” You rolled your eyes at your moms comment. Neither did you. You were’t really sure why you felt upset that Donghyuck wasn’t going to be there. You did hate him after all. Maybe you would text Donghyuck, asking him why he didn’t want to meet your boyfriend. You came up with a good idea. ‘What’s wrong? Are you jealous that I’ve got a boyfriend that’s not you?’ You typed out, pressing send. Your phone pinged almost immediately, ‘My mom wanted me home. Not everything is about you.’ Ouch. That did hurt a little bit, it felt more serious than the other times he’d said that. He usually used emojis too, to show lightheartedness, but it was pretty blunt and cold. You scowled, wondering if something was up with his parents. You knew he didn’t get along with them which was why he was always with your family. You locked your phone and went back to helping your mom, pushing your worries to the back of your head.

The dinner went really well. Your family loved Jisung, he even got on really well with Mark despite their shared awkwardness for these type of situations. It kind of went too well. You couldn’t help but miss Donghyuck’s presence at the table. You hated having these feelings, they felt so strange. You should have felt so happy that your family loved your boyfriend but all you could think about was Hyuck.

STRIKE 4: THE ARGUMENT

“Why would you say that?” You scowl at Donghyuck who’s too busy putting away dishes to notice your disgust with him. “Say what?” He pretends like he doesn’t realise the impact of what just came out of his mouth. You stop washing up for a second to turn around to face him. “That my boyfriend is pathetic. What does that even mean?” You question him, wanting to know what he’s going to come up with. “He has no back bone, he’s weak, how is he ever going to protect you?” His words feel like swords going through your spine. You’re not sure why it hurt like hell to hear him disapprove of your boyfriend. “Plus, he seems like the kind of guy who would cheat.” He finishes. You’re lost for words, it doesn’t even make sense. You can feel your eyes prick with tears as you ready yourself to yell at him. If Mark didn’t have stupid soccer practice he’d probably be trying to summer things down right now. But he’s not. So Donghyuck is about to get obliterated. “How dare you? You’ve met him once and you feel like you already know him! That’s how goddamn entitled you are, you think you know everything. And I don’t even need protecting! That’s so dated, what even the fuck? I can’t even believe you would say that he would cheat on me? Do you know how awful that makes me feel?” At this point tears have begun streaming down your face. Donghyuck doesn’t know what to say but he wishes he never said any of that. Now he’s made you cry. He feels awful. “Wait I’m sorry I didn’t mean any of that.” He tries to grab your arm as you leave the kitchen, distraught with what has just happened. Your parents are sitting on the couch, unaware of any of the argument. Your dad notices the tears on your face and quickly gets up to follow you upstairs. You begin to sob as you reach the top of the staircase. Donghyuck had really hurt you this time, it wasn’t a joke. It wasn’t funny, it hurt you, badly. It hurt that his disapproved of someone you loved and it hurt that you cared about what he thought.

Your dad followed behind you as you crawled onto your bed, covering your face with your hands. Your dad sits on the bed, grabbing one of your hands. “What happened honey?” He coos. “Donghyuck doesn’t like Jisung.” It just came out, you didn’t mean for it to come out that way. You didn’t want anyone to know that you did in fact care if Donghyuck liked Jisung or not. You begin to sob again. Your dad wraps his arms around you, stroking your hair. “Is that it? Or is there more?” You sniffle and pause before you start again, “He said that Jisung is pathetic and he seems like the type of guy to cheat.” The idea of Jisung cheating on you stings. You cry even harder as your dad tries to calm you. “He doesn’t mean it baby, he just wants to protect you. He’s like your older brother.” Your dad tries to make sense of Donghyuck’s comments because they seemed quite out of character. He knew you and Donghyuck liked to tease each other but this felt different. He’d never seen you cry like this over Donghyuck before. “He’s not my older brother. Mark is, and he would never say anything like that. It was just mean, and what truth is it based on? Now I just feel worried.” You grip on to your dads hand, “I know, but it’s not based on any truth so you have nothing to worry about. Jisung is a great guy and I can tell how much you like each other. Donghyuck just went a bit far I think.” He places a kiss on your forehead before there’s a knock at the door. “Come in,” your dad says before Donghyuck enters the room, a very sorry look on his face. Your dad gets up and leaves you and Donghyuck in your room together. Donghyuck sits on your bed, very awkwardly, not sure what to say. “I’m sorry,” he starts with, it’s probably a pretty good start, he thinks, “I didn’t mean any of that. I just want to protect you. I’m not sure why. I just do. It feels strange because I hate you so much.” You mumble out an “it’s fine,” and giggle softly. “I hate you too and I accept your apology. Now leave me alone weirdo.” You push him off your bed. “Before I go, I just wanted to say that I really am sorry, I know you may not think I am but I am.” He closes the door behind him as he walks out.

When Mark comes home he jokingly reassures you it’s just because Hyuck is jealous because he’s in love with you. You giggle and decide to go downstairs and to watch TV with your family and you notice Donghyuck is still there. You thought he might have gone home after your argument but he’s still lounging in your living room with your parents. Wow they must really love him, you think, he’s just made their daughter cry and he’s still sitting on their couches watching TV with them. You decide to sit on the same couch as Donghyuck, to let him know that you have actually forgiven him. He feels a lot better now.

STRIKE 5: HE’S TRAPPED US IN HERE?

“Happy birthday babe!” Yuna attacks you in a hug as she walks through your door. Your friends had decided to throw you a huge party for your eighteenth, considering you had just broken up with Jisung and you needed cheering up. You had ended things with Jisung because you both wanted different things. Plus you were off to different colleges in the fall and you didn’t want to do long distance. Jisung was really upset but understood, you also understood when he declined your offer to come to your party, which felt a bit awkward because you still agreed to be friends.

The past year, things have changed a lot. There was a shift in your relationship with Hyuck. You’d almost become friends (emphasis on almost), but that didn’t stop you annoying each other and throwing hurtful comments each other’s way. You could confirm you still hated him, but maybe a little bit less. You still argued like crazy, you even made him cry once. But it just felt different. You’d always forgive each other and start fresh again the next day which was unheard of a couple of years ago. Of course he’d invited himself to your party, along with a few of him and Mark’s other friends, Jaemin, Jeno and Renjun. You’d met them countless times before and had a decent relationship so it didn’t feel weird having them at your party. Yuna had mentioned several times that she was seriously crushing on Jaemin and decided tonight was her night to make a move which you of course supported her on, they were both amazingly sweet people.

Donghyuck had bought you a real gift this year. Well, not really but it kind of made sense. He’d bought you a case of diet coke of course, but he’d also printed the photo of you and him in the car on the way to the lake all those years ago and framed it. You almost cried at the gesture before you noticed the drawings of the stink lines and the devil horns he’d drawn on you. You rolled your eyes and placed the photo on the fireplace mantel.

It wasn’t long before you began to feel tipsy, and with tipsiness came confidence, and sometimes, for you, a more argumentative side came to the surface. When Donghyuck had given you your gift you were sober so your reaction was minor. However, when you saw it hours later when drunk, your feelings on it had changed. You felt angry. Why did he have to do that? You picked up the picture from the mantelpiece and headed towards Donghyuck who was chatting to his friends. You shoved the picture into his chest. “Why would you do this? Why do you hate me so much?” You drunkenly slurred. It was hard to hear over the music so Donghyuck pulled you aside away from his friends. “What do you mean? I thought you liked it?” He smirked. That made you even angrier. “Why would I like this? I smell lovely and I’m an angel? You’re the devil! God I hate you!” You stumbled and grabbed onto the kitchen counter to stable yourself. “Careful.” Donghyuck muttered. “Careful? Why do you care?” You jabbed a finger into his chest. “You’re drunk. Let me help you.” He tried to put an arm around you to support you but you shoved him off. “Don’t try to help me. I thought you hated me? Why are you trying to help me?” You shoved his chest again. Quite hard this time pushing him back. His friends had began to notice the interaction and had called Mark over who was watching from the sidelines. When you pushed Donghyuck, Mark approached you both. “Hey don’t fight today guys. It’s supposed to be a fun day! You’re eighteen!” Mark exclaimed, trying to lighten the mood. “Shut up, I’m so annoyed at Hyuck right now.” Mark gave Donghyuck a confused look to which Donghyuck shrugged his shoulders. “Come on let’s get you sat down.” Mark tried to help you too but you shoved him off. “No I wanna fight!” You tried to get Mark off again but failed when he grabbed you hard. “Get off!”

“You’re really drunk you need to sober up.” Mark tried to explain but you were too drunk to listen. You just wanted to fight with Donghyuck. “I need to have it out with Hyuck!” Mark helped you up the stairs. Donghyuck was in tow with a glass of water. “You’re going to regret it, you’re not thinking straight.” Mark laid you down on your bed then tried to sit you up so you could drink some water. It was then that you felt very emotional. Tears began streaming down your face, Mark quickly wiped them away and comforted you. He knew it was just because you were drunk and your emotions were all over the place. “Hey, stay with her a minute I’m going to get some more water.” Mark muttered to Donghyuck as you began to relax again, sitting up again the headboard of your bed. Donghyuck sat down on your bed as Mark exited the room, shutting the door behind him. You then both heard a click, it sounded like he’d locked the door behind him. Donghyuck then got up and tried to open the door, but couldn’t. “He’s trapped us in here, why has he done that?” Donghyuck was really confused, he tried to bang on the door for help but no one could hear over the music. Mark then came back a few seconds later. But not unlocking the door. “You guys need to talk. This is getting ridiculous. Just, just talk.” He sounded so defeated. “

“What’s he talking about Hyuck?” Your eyes were still glassy and they looked confused. “Why are you calling me Hyuck now? It’s always been Donghyuck.” He questioned you. “I don’t know I’m drunk.” You shrugged. “Okay.” He sat down again. “I don’t think Mark is going to let us out anytime soon. So let’s talk.” He turned his head towards you, looking you in the eye. “What about?” You said softly. “I think Mark might know something. Actually yeah he does because I told him so I think it’s about that.” Donghyuck looks down at his fingers as he plays with them. “What did you tell him?” Your voice cracks but still sounds so soft. Donghyuck falls silent but even in your drunk state you sort of know what’s coming. You stay silent for a while.

“I think I’m in love with you. I think I have been for a while now.” He mumbles. You’re not really sure what to say. “I think you breaking up with Jisung really solidified it for me. I felt so relieved and almost happy again. Sorry I know that’s insensitive.” He mumbles towards the end again. “I know it’s super confusing. I’m sorry.” He gets up again to sit on your floor, his head low and his hands clasped together. You stay silent and he continues, “You’re just really frustrating. You’re so beautiful and so smart and you’re everything I want. I don’t know why we started being mean to each other but I so badly wanted it to stop but I was so scared of my feelings I just carried on.”

“I don’t know what to say.” You finally break your silence. “It’s okay you don’t have to say anything.” He says. “No, I should. I want to. I had, have, feelings for you too. For a long time. They confused me too, I didn’t know what to do with them so I just continued being mean.” You played with your blanket, looking down too. “What do we do now?” You ask, looking up at him. He looks at you too. “I don’t know.” He gets up to sit next to you, and grabs your hand. “This is a start I guess.” You gently smile at him, squeezing his hand. “Yeah, I think so.”

“I still can’t believe Mark trapped us in here while I’m drunk.” You say leaning your head back in a pillow. “I think he knew that was the only way I’d be confident enough to speak to you, about this. He planned it all.” You mumbled, your eyes beginning to shut. Donghyuck stands up and his hand leaves yours. “No, stay with me.” Your voice desperate. He slowly slips into bed next to you. You lean your head on his shoulder and begin to fall asleep.

NOT SO STRIKE 6: THE FAMILY VACATION

“Stop touching my leg I’m too hot.” You push Hyuck away, but he doesn’t move, he instead presses a wet sloppy kiss to your cheek. You roll your eyes and just give in, resting your head on his shoulder. He pulled his phone out, snapping a picture and quickly sets it as his lock screen. You can see your mom smiling at you both in the rear view mirror. Mark is next to you, he feels pretty happy that his little sister gets on so well with his best friend. Maybe a little too well, he feels. But he knew that the ‘hatred’ you felt for each other was just confusion. He saw the way you looked at each other all these years. He saw the little confused scrunched up faces you’d make when Hyuck gave you a compliment to annoy you. Or after a fight, the heartbreak he could see in Donghyuck’s eyes. They’re just so stupid.

“Put me down!” You squeak as Donghyuck slings you over his shoulder, walking towards the lake. “Never! This is our first lake trip as lovers, we’re gonna go make out in the lake!” You slap his back, “What is wrong with you? And lovers? Gross! I’m not making out with you in the lake!” But you did, and it was awesome.

[layuhsblog]

IMAGINE BEING STRESSED OUT AND FEELING LIKE SHIT AND INSOMNIAC AND HAECHAN CUDDLES YOU AS HE WHISPER-SINGS TEDDY BEAR WHILE HOLDING YOU CLOSE AS YOU FINALLY DRIFT OFF TO SLEEP AND HE ADMIRES YOUR FACE

especially the I'LL PROTECT YOU- PART

I'm melting.

should i make a oneshot on this- EDIT: IT'S OUT

[haechansdoll]

bound to your love - lhc x reader

[ PS : I couldn't resist these prince haechan pictures everywhere ]

Pairing :  Prince! Husband! Haechan x f!Princess!reader.

Description : After the birth of your daughter, you feel insecure about your body; however, Haechan shows you that you have nothing to worry about.

Warnings: most softest sex ever yet explicit, mentions of pregnancy, lactaction kink, lactation, married sex.

Your baby girl, born just five months ago, has already become the most precious treasure to both Haechan and you. You both cherish every moment, watching her grow every day with love-filled eyes. Haechan's devotion goes beyond his protective nature; he is fully committed to you and your child. Together, you navigate the routines, supporting each other through sleepless nights and tender moments. In Haechan's presence, you find solace and reassurance. And beyond the palace, your little one's presence is known and cherished.

From the corridors of the palace to the other end of Seoul, the fame of this tiny baby travels in whispers.

The king has a child, an heir.

And it is you who lit the fuse for the next generation of Lee’s-Kingdom by giving your Kingdom a daughter. A new generation will grow with her, nurturing and strengthening this resilient culture and warrior society.

As you traverse the grand halls and corridors of the palace, every person you encounter bows in awe; their eyes are drawn to the remnants of your once-swollen belly. The physical changes your body has undergone since giving birth are cherished and celebrated in our culture. This culture honors a postpartum body; since it is highly valued in this culture to maintain the bloodline and create clans, ideas like pregnancy and postpartum are embraced by the heart.

Haechan wholeheartedly agrees with this sentiment. As far as the duties of the throne permit, he has always been by your side during your pregnancy, watching your belly grow and providing relief when needed. His strong, gloved hands have supported your back, gently massaging away the discomfort caused by the weight of your growing child. On some nights of need and desire, when you feel needy, soaked, and burning with desire to be filled up, he has been there to bring you to the exquisite climax you crave. Each night, as you drifted off to sleep, he watched over you with a profound sense of gratitude, placing tender kisses on your shoulder.

Just as your pregnancy didn't change the way he felt about you, neither did the birth; it didn't even affect Haechan to wipe the blood from your thighs when you were in labor bed or your saggy belly and leaking breasts, which he feels when he holds you in his arms in the bed you share every night. He remains unfazed by your crying fits, brought on by fluctuating hormones, or the strands of hair that come to his hand while he caresses your hair gently. To him, every part of you is a testament to your incredible strength and resilience.

Whenever he takes you in his strong arms, he tells you that what you have achieved is incredible and that your body should be treated accordingly. His fingertips trace your skin, conveying the awe he feels for you. And while you’re picking out every bit of your new body, Haechan is falling even more in love.

And he doesn't let it remain in words; you can tell he really means it when he gives you sugary ice chips to quell your inner fire when you feel weary after giving birth or when he gently rubs soothing cream on your sore breasts from breastfeeding. He knows that all these changes in your body are because you have raised and nurtured his baby for nine months and finally brought her into the world in good health. He knows that every battle leaves its mark. And for you, it was the journey of pregnancy and birth.

While you struggle to adjust to your new body, Haechan adores and reverse it, seeing your beauty in a whole new light. Your body's transformation has only amplified his love and respect for you.

However, amidst his deep admiration, Haechan finds himself yearning for you. He can see how challenging and exhausting the postpartum period is for you, but he can’t help but imagine holding you in his arms. His desire to intimately explore every inch of your delicate body and to lose himself in the depths of your passion fills his thoughts. With longing and intoxicating passion, he longs to be able to hold his wife, his princess, to touch every part of your body, and to bury his lips in the nook between your neck and shoulder.

The thing he misses the most is having you with a burning and tantalizing desire and hearing you moan his name helplessly as he slowly sinks into you. He wants to see the burning lust in your eyes as your souls become one.

But above all, Haechan seeks a sign from you—a word, a lustful kiss, or even a fleeting innocent blink—to know that you are ready and that the fire within you burns just as fiercely. He understands the time required for you to recover, both physically and emotionally, and he has never pressed you to hurry the process.

After five long months, you finally receive permission from your doctor to use tampons and engage in sexual activities. However, you can’t shake off the feeling of reluctance that has settled within you. You don’t want Haechan to witness the state of your body after all you’ve been through.

But one fateful evening, as you find yourself wrapped in Haechan’s embrace, a shift occurs within you.

On that night, after a refreshing bath, you slip into one of your black nursing nightgowns and absorbent underwear and lie down next to your husband on smooth satin sheets. He is in bed before you, waiting. After concluding his duties in the throne room, he makes his way back to this cherished space, where his heart resides. Both to take care of his little baby and to support his wife.

As weariness envelopes you like a soothing mist, you become aware of Haechan's gaze wandering appreciatively across your body. When you feel the warm blood rushing through your veins to your cheeks, a whirlpool of emotions envelops you. Your heart, heavy with worry, clenches tightly in your chest at the thought of him seeing your exhausted body.

"Are you checking me out?" You ask smoothly. "Of course I am, doll" He grins and turns over on his side in bed to look at you. As you move to get closer to him, Haechan stretches his hands towards you, like an unspoken invitation that you can't resist. You crawl up between his legs, laying close as he pulls you to his chest, feeling the heat of his body radiating through every inch of your being. 

He rubs your back tenderly, and you notice he’s half hard underneath you. As your heart beats wildly, you feel an intense fire stirring deep within you. The mere presence of Haechan evokes a pull that you struggle to resist. Though you sometimes shy away from his advances, the allure of his touch proves irresistible, drawing you closer to his side.

He’s been thinking about your body; you were perfect before, and you’re perfect now after these changes. He purrs, "I’ve missed you," against your neck.

And you know that. You’ve missed him too. The touch of your husband, your Chan, has been a balm to your starved soul. As he holds you close to his chest, your head spins with a mixture of relief and desire. A smile graces your lips, and in a moment of unspoken longing, you lean up to capture his lips in a passionate kiss. You smile, bringing a hand up to brush over his cheekbone. "I’ve missed you too," You whisper back to him. 

Haechan’s hands are careful to help you move your hips as you begin to sit up, straddling his waist. Your arms encircle Haechan's neck,The months of longing and desire buried deep within rise to the surface at this moment. Seated on his sturdy thighs, you surrender to the raw intensity, allowing the connection between you to ignite into a passionate flame.

As you take the lead, his thumb tenderly caresses your plushed lips. Haechan struggles to hold back, the unfamiliarity heightened by the long absence of physical touch. Yet he exercises care, understanding the importance of gentleness, allowing you to dictate the rhythm. And you acknowledge his earnest efforts, deeply grateful for his unwavering commitment.

Your master, husband, Haechan, and most importantly, the daddy of your little baby girl, are all standing in front of you in all of his glory. Your heart swells with love, ignited by a wave of burning desire. 

You give a few slow rocks of your hips against his muscular thighs, and Haechan cocks up an eyebrow. "Are you sure, princess?" He asks quietly. "I-If I - I’ll ask you to stop if- you know - Haechan," You mumble innocently. 

It has been a long time since you felt him deep inside you. The tiniest shred of the dazzling feeling that would push you over the edge is elusive and distant. And the uncertainty of it lingers as your body recovers and continues to do so.

But you still feel it's worth a try, tenderly and lovingly connecting your lips with your husband's. And he kisses you back, matching your pace. Ignoring the wild beating of your heart, you surrender to the enchantment of the moment. Haechan's kiss deepens as his familiar taste finds a place in your mouth. You moan softly into his mouth, and as desire slowly takes over your control, the primal instinct embedded in your core starts to show itself.

To be loved, touched, and fucked; to have your soul filled with him 

His name falls from your slick lips as you try to catch your breath from his exploitative and long kiss. His gentle exhales brush delicately against your face. Leaning your forehead against Haechan's, you giggle and whisper, "We must be quiet,with our little one asleep in the crib." He grins, rubbing his nose against yours. "I'll try my best, princess," he murmurs. 

It’s a new sensation, grinding your hips against him. His firm hands grip your flesh, guiding you with a gentle touch. Dark and intense passion flares in their eyes, locking onto yours with a piercing gaze. His hands glide slowly from your hips to the hem of your silk nightgown. His eyes scan your face as if requesting permission, and you nod slightly. He carefully takes off your nightgown and throws it somewhere in the room. And there you are, sitting in your husband's lap semi-naked, with the stretch marks of pregnancy just beginning to heal on your belly, taut breasts full of milk that has doubled in size, and a soul that loves two people unconditionally—this is you.

Haechan’s sole and his dearest wife.

He kisses your chin as his gloved hands roam over your body, exploring every inch of you over and over again. The warmth of his hands tickles a string somewhere in you as you close your eyes to sink into the moment. "pretty" he whispers, his voice filled with longing, tilting his head as your lips delicately graze his neck. It's a sensation you haven't indulged in for what feels like an eternity. The passage of time blurs, and you struggle to recall exactly how long it has been since you last shared such an intimate moment. A soft sigh escapes your lips as you revel in the tender connection between you both. 

In response to his touch, your body tingles with anticipation as his hands caress and gently squeeze your backside. The sensation sends shivers down your spine, igniting a dormant fire within you. You can't help but gasp softly, the compliment he whispers reaching the depths of your soul.

He mumbles, his voice heavy with desire, as his fingers slip beneath the waistband of your underwear.He guides your hips against him, moving with deliberate slowness as his desire intensifies. Beneath you, he grows harder, his breathing heavy and hard. And he embraces you, and he lays you down gently beneath him, your bare back meeting soft sheets. "This okay?" He asks quietly. 

You nod, relaxing back against the pillows as he sheds the comfy panties you’ve grown so accustomed to living in. He sits back to take a look at you; however, all you can see is his throbbing and angry length, soaked with pre-cum visible through his pants.

"Haechan, please," you say, your voice tinged with vulnerability. "Don't stare," Embarrassment washes over you as you expose a body you're still learning to embrace, a body that hasn't yet become a source of comfort for you.

"I can’t help princess" he whispers as he leans down, leaving a trail of tender kisses from your collarbone down to your tummy. The sensation sends shivers down your spine, and warmth spreads throughout your body. With each kiss, his love becomes palpable, and your heart swells with affection. "You can’t even imagine how beautiful you look right now." His words resonate deeply within you, embracing your insecurities and soothing your doubts. 

He takes off his gloves to feel your warm and delicate skin. You whimper as his powerful and bare hands gently cup your breasts, even before rolling them firmly and kneading them in his hold. His hands discover your sore and full breasts, and the sweet warmth radiating from his touch penetrates your skin. His hands and fingers' warmth leave an ethereal mark of adoration on your skin. He tightly grasps your breasts as the warm milk drips from your skin onto his hands. Seeing you full and nourished like this drives him crazy; it reminds him to whom you belong, whose child you gave birth to.   

Then he begins meanderingly kissing your chin and neck, nibbling and licking tender flesh as he does so. Before he even places his mouth on your tits, the feelings cause you to whine and wriggle.

And when his warm and slick lips find one of your nipples, you cry out; the bittersweet aching of your breasts and pleasure become too much to handle. He teases you in a smooth rhythm; however, you jolt with a burst of pleasure suddenly when he sucks your nipple, filling his mouth with your milk. His name falls from your mouth in broken syllables.

''My doll,'' he says against your tender skin, ''You taste so sweet''.  

He has done it to you before, and he knows that it drives you fucking crazy. The spark of pleasure ignites inside you as his wicked tongue teases your nipple in his mouth.

''Ohfuck, Haechan, no-" you gasp, "Please-''' 

''That’s it, sweet girl. Surrender to it,'' he says as he works on you. He devours you with a hunger that you’ve never seen before. This man, your beloved, loves you more than anything in this damned universe, and when it comes to your sweet body, he loses control; the desire takes the lead. He mumbles sweet words to your skin as he explores you; he just can’t get enough of you. 

Slowly, he traces down from your breasts to your tummy, where he gives smooth kisses. "You are too pretty” he says as he keeps leaving kisses on your tummy. "You grew our little warrior here. I can hardly believe it sometimes." He raises his head to look into your eyes and continues, "I am so proud of you". 

As emotions overwhelm you, your heart brimming with affection, you can't hold back the words any longer.

"I love you," you whisper softly, your voice filled with sincerity. His gaze meets yours, a reflection of the love and desire shared between you. He replies, "I love you more than any word can say" as he finds his way from your tummy to your cunt. 

His hands dance smoothly on your thighs, then his hands move to your knees to press you open. He mumbles as he pushes your legs apart. His eyes scan over all of you with gratitude and lust.

"Oh, look at you," he whispers. ''Look how beautiful you are." 

And he dips his head into between your legs, your cunt. He gives kisses over you, not even caring if there is any blood left. He wants you to enjoy this. To be loosened up and ready for him. To take your time. As his mouth lingers on your cunt, his firm hands caress your plushed thighs, enjoying your tender skin.

Your fingers find his silky-smooth curls, holding him steady where he lingers, when the desire that has been buried somewhere in you for months is finally beginning to show itself. And when he finally locks his warm mouth on your clit, you moan out loud.

''Fuckingstars—fuck, Haechan!'' a broken sentence frees from your mouth as you arch your back uncontrollably. 

From the moment Haechan's touch ignited a fiery passion within you, every sensation became an electric current coursing through your veins. As his tongue skillfully strokes your sensitive clit, you see the damned stars with every lick he gives you. And you can’t think of the rest of your retort when his long fingers find their way to your entrance. He pushes his fingers carefully into your cunt, working the digit slowly until he feels that sweet gush around him.

You bite your lip helplessly to stop the wrecked moans rising from your throat. Haechan's eyes find yours to give courage. ''No, my flower," he says as he picks up the pace of his merciless fingers, making you whimper more. ''Don't hold it back; I want to hear you''. His words boil the blood in your veins and make your head whirl. And you let it go; his name arouses from your throat and spills from your lips helplessly. 

You can't believe how fast your body lights up to Haechan; he made you shiver and squirm in no time, and you could only sing his name like a hymn.

He listens intently, his senses attuned to the subtle gasps escaping your lips, evidence of the pleasure coursing through your body. As he watches your trembling thighs, he is captivated by the beauty of your helplessness. He pulls himself away, his gaze locked with yours, radiating desire and anticipation.

He slowly crawls back to hold himself above you. His brown eyes, filled with love, meet yours in an intimate gaze. A gentle hand caresses your cheek as he tenderly presses a kiss to your forehead, expressing his gratitude and endless love. "Do you want your hips propped up?" He asks quietly, not even giving you a chance to respond before he’s propping a pillow under them.

You bite your lip as your heart beats wildly in your chest; everything feels so much more intense. A wave of wetness pooling between your legs, awakening parts of your body that have been dormant for what feels like an eternity. Your clit throbs with a mixture of pleasure and delicious pain, the culmination of a deeply primal longing. Haechan understands how to love and seduce you, unlocking the secret desires and pleasure points that lay hidden within. With each caress and kiss, he unravels your inhibitions, setting free a torrent of passion that had been dormant for far too long.

He positions himself between your legs and frees his thick length from his pants. You grin shyly at his glorious sight as his hand finds your waist to hold you. His other hand guides the head of his cock through your soaking folds. "Tell me to stop if you need me to," he whispers. "If it gets too much,". You nod and close your eyes since the throbbing between your legs becomes too much. Rocking a few times to gather more of your slick along his searing cock, and a keening, frantic, sound frees from your lips as he finally starts to push in. Your eyes begin to water as he finally sinks into you, filling you.

"Pretty?'' he asks, ''Are you okay? Does it hurt? We can stop." He whispers anxiously, scanning your face. You shake your head. "I’m fine, Haechan," you breathe. "Just...keep going." And he continues slowly. You jolt with a mixture of pain and pleasure every thrust he gives, your hands brushing over his sturdy shoulders and pulling him close. He takes his time with you, giving you gentle thrusts to get you used to his cock. He wants you to enjoy this because he knows your soul needs this arousal after five tough months. You feel so full of him when he thrusts into you so fucking slowly. 

His hips move with tantalizing slowness, teetering on the edge of locking up. Each push inward is accompanied by a strained moan that caresses your ear; his hot breath tickles your neck. The initial burn of the stretch gradually evolves into an intense and passionate fire. And you can feel your orgasm gathering somewhere inside you; you don't know where, but it flashes with every stroke Haechan gives you. His languid pace becomes unbearable; you yearn for his rapid, fulfilling thrusts, craving the culmination as your breaths intertwine.

"Harder," you say between your muffled moans. 

Your words lower his guard, and the suppressed instinct within him takes over. "Oh,Darling" he whimpers as he holds you tighter. And that's the permission he needs to thrust into you harder. 

Reminding you how much he fucking adores you. How beautiful you are. How much he appreciates you. For being his sweet beloved wife, the other half of his existence, the perfect mother to his baby girl, and the sun around whom his entire universe revolves.

And he picks up his pace, starts to fuck you hard. His hips slam into yours, and it feels as if the head of his thick cock is touching up against something very significant inside you.

As his thrusts get harder and deeper, you whisper incoherent words since you can't function anymore. You yearn to be touched, to be filled, as your orgasm starts to crawl in your walls. But your brain, numb with pleasure, doesn't let you speak out the words; all you can do is moan your husband's name helplessly and breathlessly.

 ''Haechan- '' you sob, half-broken, half-dragged through. ''Haechan, touc- fuck!'' 

He gets the hint, and one of his hands goes from your sweaty waist to the throbbing little nerve bundle; gently, he rubs it as you writhe under him, crushing under the overwhelming pleasure.

 ''I adore you,'' he whispers into your neck as he thrusts you deeper, working you open around him. ''I adore you, my pretty girl,'' ''My gorgeous wife.'' Every word that comes out of his pretty mouth burns through you, and he throws you over the goddamn edge. 

Finally, you cum on his cock; the flashing lights begin to dance in your vision, and your walls clench around him, pulsing and hot; it feels as if you shattered and melted all at once. Haechan keeps reciting your name in broken gasps and rocking hard into you as your peak just continues rising somewhere you can’t even fathom. You’re digging your fingernails into his sturdy shoulders, gasping as you hold him close. And he’s driving himself closer and closer and closer to the same peak you’re falling from. Your veins surge with a white-hot heat, tingling from head to toe, as if countless needles gently pierce your skin, leaving you numb.

His hips stutter several more hard thrusts into your cunt, and then he reaches the climax that he has been chasing as well. He moans your name in broken syllables as he pulls himself from your cunt to release his seed onto your pretty thighs. His hips jolt and his shoulders rock hard as he releases himself on you.

As he tries to catch his breath after his devastating climax, he apologizes. "I’m sorry, doll" he mutters amongst his breaths. "You haven’t started your birth control yet." 

--

Months later, the feeling of embracing your husband, the closeness that comes from your soul becoming one, makes you dizzy; you realize how much you miss that feeling. To fall apart in your husband's arms, to hold him between your bloody knuckles. Satiation and exhaustion wash over you like waves of contentment. Before you surrender to the sweet embrace of sleep, you feel Haechan's warm hands on your thighs. With the last crumbs of his strength, he gently wipes away the remnants of him with a wet towel on your thighs. Then he delicately slides one of the sleep shirts over your head and tucks you under the satin sheets. He lays down his body next to yours, his arm pulling you closer to his own body, softly murmuring your name as you succumb to sleep.

[ifdimpeul]

✦ | 𝗖𝗔𝗣𝗔 𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗔 𝗗𝗢𝗔𝗖̧𝗔̃𝗢 — “Make it bouncy” com MarkHyuk.

adotada por alexpecial.

[nanaloco]

Being best friends with Haechan

'Your bed's warmer than mine'

Warnings : none (I only write fluff)

Genre : fluff, Bestfriend!Haechan x Gn!Reader

What it would be like to be best friends with haechan (who you secretly like) [who secretly likes you too]

Appart of the : It's complicated series

• Very entitled to your time

• "I know you're not doing anything rn so stop ignoring my messages and come outsideeee"

• Definetly a certain activity that you two do w/o fail every single week

• (Like movie night, cooking together, junkfood day, game night)

• Alternating whos house you'd be at each time

• Very dramatic & over the top

• You somehow accidently tripped him up

• He somehow convinces you that you owe him icecream

• Does whatever he wants

• literally whatever he wants

• Acts like you two are in a relationship

• Will run and hug you while spinning you around [without fail] everytime he sees you

• Forces you to do game night which you let him do because you like him

• Will gladly carry you in any game even if you're horrible

• Will argue with anyone on voice chat who insults you

• Or his friends who don't want to play with you cuz you suck

• "You tired? Too bad we still have a match to play"

• If you end up falling asleep,

• You'd probably wake up with a pillow under your head and a blanket over you

• Or if hes feeling extra nice, in a bed

• Does things secretly to show he cares

• Cleaning your desk, replacing your stash of favourite snacks

• folding clothes you left on your floor

• If you tell him you're hungry, he'll probably reply

• "Well I'm hungry too so what are you going to do about it"

• Yall probs end up brainstorming places to eat

• Can be serious when he needs to be

• Sometimes mark tags along

• (Mark is a third wheel)

• He watched you enter your apartment code once and memorized it so he now enters whenever he wants

• Or forced you into giving him keys somehow

• Comes to your house in the middle of the night when you're literally fast asleep

• You would just get a random message or call where he just says 'I'm outside'

• Or just knocks on your bedroom door because he let himself in

• 'Hyuck, wtf are you doing at my house, it's 2am'

• Would walk past you and go straight to your bed

• "I couldn't sleep, your bed is much warmer than mine"

He says as he snuggles into your fluffy pillows and and takes in your scent

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Thank you for reading ♡

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