#hoon's loud ass laugh

[triplendeja]

that jay banana video is one of my favorite things on the internet

[heeliopheelia]

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐒/𝐎 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 𝐁𝐑𝐎

genre: fluff, established relationship

word count: 1.7k

warnings: hoon’s quite suggestive, jake’s hinting suggestive content but it’s really up to your own interpretation lmaoo, kissing

a/n: yayyy, this one has been sitting in my drafts FOREVER!! so glad to finally put it out...

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LEE HEESEUNG

You can’t help but chuckle into his lips, teeth clashing slightly when his cold hands make contact with the skin underneath your top. Heeseung pulls away from the kiss, raising his eyebrow at your behavior before realizing that the reason for your laughter comes from the touch of hands. 

Already knowing his ill intentions of tickling you by his expression, you put your hands over his and speak before you can even think of your words first.

“Bro, don’t even-”

Your words are interrupted with a loud scoff. “What did you just call me, you little witch?”

“Hey!”

“You see, things like that really make me rethink our relationship.”

You burst out laughing away before shoving his face away gently. “You’re so mean.”

“You’re the mean one for even letting such words come to your mind while addressing me.” 

You roll your eyes, biting back a smile before grabbing his neck and trying to smush your lips together. A whine rips out of your throat when he denies you your kiss and looks at you as if you were crazy.

“Just come here, you dramatic ass! I haven’t seen you in a whole week!”

Heeseung flicks your nose instead. “Exactly! You haven’t seen me in an entire week and the first word that comes to your mind is bro. Really?”

You groan loudly, throwing your head back as you prepare yourself for the next fifteen minutes of bickering with your boyfriend. “Oh my god-”

PARK JAY

“Why would you ever call me that, oh my god.”

His frown is enough to make you burst out with chuckles. You grab onto his arm as you catch up to him, letting the glass door of the small convenience store shut behind you. 

“I thought that was funny,” you chirp up at him, batting your eyelashes innocently.

“And in public too? You really want me to go gray before my thirties, don’t you?”

You raise your arm up and run your hand through his soft hair, pretending to actually consider his question. “I think you’d actually look rather hot with salt-pepper hair, you know? You’d look ravishing with any hairstyle, really.”

Jay sends you an unamused look as you keep giggling. “Sweet words aren't gonna get you anywhere, miss.”

“Okay, okay, I’m sorry,” you finally fold as you slip your hand into his. 

Jay intertwines your fingers without skipping a beat, before tugging on your arm and pulling you even closer to him. 

“Please, don’t ever do that again. I might actually go crazy.”

SIM JAKE

You look with slight disappointment at your boyfriend occupied with his game – too occupied to notice you’ve called him a bro instead of baby for the second time this past five minutes. Sitting boredly on his bed, you sigh again.

“What is it, angel?” Jake asks, eyes drawn to the screen and never sparing you a look. 

You never minded when he spent his evenings gaming, you know everyone has their own stress relievers, but tonight you were just so damn bored you didn’t know what else to do.

“Nothing, bro,” you snap a little sharper than intended, slightly irked by his innocent negligence. “I’m gonna order some take out. What do you want?”

Only then, couple seconds of silence later, your words seem to click and Jake pauses his game and turns to you with a slightly perplexed expression. “Wait… Could you repeat that?”

You roll your eyes. “I said, I’m gonna order som-”

“No, that word you’ve just called me,” he cuts you off with a pout. “Why would you say that?”

You shrug, dragging out your upset act although there’s barely a spark of annoyance in your system by now. 

“Dunno. Maybe I just wanted my boyfriend to pay attention to me finally after I’ve been begging for it for an hour now.”

Jake coos at you before standing up and walking over to you, abandoning his game completely and engulfing you in his embrace. 

“I’m sorry, baby,” he mumbles into your neck as you fall backwards on his bedsheets, your boyfriend on top of you. He kisses up a trail up to your jawline, then moves to your lips for a moment and dragging it out longer and longer. “Lemme make it up to you, huh?”

PARK SUNGHOON

“What’s gotten you so quiet?” Sunghoon asks as he nudges you with his hip, standing right beside you.

You finish washing your face before patting it dry with a towel, ignoring his questioning look as he pierces you through the mirror. You put the towel next to the sink before sighing.

“I don’t know, bro,” you say, biting your smile back as you notice his eyebrows raising up at the unusual nickname. “I guess I’m just tired.”

Sunghoon snorts quietly before turning to face you, leaning his hip against the marble counter. “Really?”

You look at him with fake confusion, tilting your head to the side as you blink innocently. “What do you mean?”

“If I remember correctly, I was just blowing your back out ten minutes ago and now you’re here calling me this fraternal slur?” He claps back, smiling lazily as your eyes go wide at his bold words. 

“Sunghoon! Oh my god,” you gasp, smacking his bare chest with your towel. “Have you got no shame?”

He barks out a laugh before walking up to you and grabbing you by your hips. “Maybe that’ll make you think twice before trying your stupid shit on me again.” And as these words leave his mouth, he’s leaning down and smacking his lips onto yours, already pulling you to your bedroom again.

KIM SUNOO

“A WHAT?” 

Your arms fall to your sides, and you watch as your beloved boyfriend goes into a fucking spiral over a nickname that’s just slipped out by an accident. “Sunoo, baby, please, calm d-”

“I know you did not just call me bro. Don’t ever talk to me again.”

You follow him out of the kitchen from where he storms out, an outraged expression on his face. You stifle your laughter and put on a serious facade as he drops down on the couch with an irritated huff, muttering under his nose about how unbelievable you were being.

You take a seat next to him and place your hand on his thigh. “I swear, I only said that out of habit.”

“Yeah, what’s next in the store for me?” He asks and this time you can’t help but chuckle. “No, tell me. When should I be prepared for you to start calling me homie or gang?”

“It’s not that serious!” You laugh in his face, only making his expression more sour. But how can you help it when he looks at you as if you’ve just pissed in his cereal bowl? 

“I’ve literally never been more offended in my life.”

You wrap your arms around his neck and pepper his cheeks with kisses, hoping this will ease him out sooner. “I’m sorry, my beloved, my heart, my everything.”

“Keep talking and you might be forgiven somewhere in the future.” 

YANG JUNGWON

“I was thinking about buying that one perfume lately,” you say suddenly, eyes planted at the tv as the commercial reminded you of your last trip to the mall.

“Are you sure?” Jungwon hums, resting his head over yours that’s leaned on his shoulder. “It was rather expensive, no? I don’t want you regretting buying it two days later.”

“I know, bro,” you groan and turn your face to bury it in his neck. You don’t notice his head tilting to look at you a little questionably. “That’s why I’m thinking about it. I don’t know if I’ll actually commit.”

There’s a brief silence before his sweet voice follows after the kiss he presses to your hair. 

“I don’t think that’s my name, baby.”

You pull away, slightly confused, blinking up at your boyfriend. “What?”

“Out of all the nicknames you’ve given me, I liked that one the least.”

It takes you a moment to click and finally comprehend his words, and when you do, you let out a small huff at his still rather soft way with words.

You wrap your arms around his middle. “Oh… Sorry, I didn’t actually mean to say that.”

“It’s okay,” he assures quickly, bringing you closer to his warm chest, a steady heartbeat beating underneath his sweatshirt. 

“Well, which one do you like the most?” You ask, implying to his previous thought. 

Jungwon ponders for a moment. “Hm, I don’t know. I like all of them, really. Won is pretty nice, or my love… I like dumpling surprisingly a lot too.”

You can’t help but laugh at his answer, mind barely recalling the one and only time you jokingly referred to him as a dumpling while you pinched on his dimpled cheek lovingly.

“Gosh, you’re so cute.”

NISHIMURA RIKI

“Can you pass me the salt, bro?” You ask your boyfriend who’s sitting on your left. 

You’re too focused on frowning upon the bland food you’ve made to notice how Riki’s eyebrows furrowed up at his new nickname. 

After not having a response in the following minute, you turn to him with surprise as you notice the look on his face. 

“I don’t know, sis, I think your hands are fully capable, no?” He chirps at you and you gape at him with confusion before the realization dawns on you.

You snort, shaking your head at your boyfriend. “Don’t be a child, I didn’t mean to say that. It just slipped out.”

Riki hums. “Dunno, it sounded pretty natural to me, sis. Almost as if it was your regular nickname for me, sis.”

“Stop it!” You whine out, dropping your fork before glaring at the smirking man on your left. “I didn’t mean it. Now, give me a kiss.”

You pucker your lips and lean forward, only to be met with his hand pressed flat to your mouth. Your eyebrows shoot high as he chuckles at you. 

“Sorry but I’m not into incestuous relationships.”

“Riki, c’mon!” You groan, kicking his shin underneath the table harmlessly. 

He cups your cheeks with a laugh and squishes your face with his fingers. “‘m just teasing,” he muses before leaning in and closing the gap between you. 

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UNDER THE COVER | s.jy

MDNI! MDNI! MDNI!

pairing: librarian!Jake x fem!reader

cw/tw: librarian!Jake, badboy!Jake, smut, fluff, mentions of assault and sa, drugs, sex in a public building, pet names, praise, face fucking, masturbation, kissing, mentions of murder (one line)

synopsis: Love was never your goal, preferring to keep your nose in a book while sitting in an isolated corner of your favorite library. But then you met Jake Sim: the quiet librarian who wore sweaters and button downs, the man who treated every book like a treasure, the man that you felt was perfect for you. You knew better than to judge a book by its cover, but who would have known your quiet library crush was the exact opposite of what you'd expected?

featuring: jay and sunghoon (iconic bffs!)

wc: ~6.9k

PART 2

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“Finals are kicking my ass, man,” Sunghoon stretched his arms above his head as he dramatically groaned.

Jay nodded, his notes every shade of the rainbow from his color coded highlighting method of studying. “You can say that again,” he capped the red highlighter and put it behind his ear.

“Finals are kicking my ass, man,” Sunghoon repeated, laughing when Jay threw the yellow highlighter at him.

The two turned to you, your head falling as your eyes began to shut. “Y/N!” Jay shouted. Sunghoon pressed his finger against his mouth and shushed him. “Piss off, Hoon. We're in a soundproofed study room,” Jay sneered.

Your head shot up, hands flying into the table to catch yourself. “The proper function is forty-four,” you mumbled as your eyes opened. “Oh, sorry. I had a dream I had already taken the final,” you rubbed your eye with your wrist.

Sunghoon put his hand over your forehead. “Y/N, if you don't sleep enough, your score’s gonna be a forty-four,” he said, his tone laced with worry.

You smiled, pinching the bridge of your nose. Sunghoon ran his hand over the ponytail you held your hair in, bringing the hair over his head. “Jay, you think I could work long hair?”

“I don't even think you can work basic algebraic equations,” he scoffed. Sunghoon frowned, sitting back upright.

He looked at his notes before groaning in agony. “I'm done for the night, guys. It's, like, seven at night and I'm tired,” he whined.

“Yeah, I think I'm gonna head home, too. You coming, Y/N?” Jay asked as the two stood, packing their notes and pencils.

You shook your head. “No, I'm gonna get a little bit of reading therapy in,” you smiled, thinking of your favorite character.

The two boys looked at each other with a raised brow. Sunghoon wiggled his at Jay, the other returning the action to create some sort of impromptu language. “Are you sure it's therapeutic reading?” Jay asked tenderly.

“Or is it ‘I wanna fuck that hot librarian’?” Sunghoon finished the point, sliding onto the table in front of you.

Your ears turned red, the mental image Sunghoon painted making you sweat. The two burst into laughter, clapping loudly and pointing at you. “She totally does! Y/N has a crush!” Jay shouted.

You slapped your hand over his mouth. “It's soundproof in here, not a solitary confinement cell! They can definitely hear your walrus laughter!”

Jay faked shock, slapping his hand against his chest and holding the table for support.

Ignoring him, Sunghoon leaned his elbows against the table next to you. “So, whatcha likin’ about this dude?”

You squeaked. “I- um-”

Jay returned to his position on the other side of you, his hand on your shoulder. “Is he loud, badass, smokes a lot of weed and parties all night, muscle tees and ripped jeans, maybe a print-”

“Alright, alright!” You shouted. “Remind me to put some soap in your mouth, Jay,” you wagged your finger in his face. He snapped his jaw at you, following your finger. “He's the exact opposite, actually. He's quiet, really kind, he’s not into the party scene, he doesn't wear anything too showy-”

“So he's just like you?” Sunghoon interrupted, pulling the edge of his sweater onto his shoulder.

You nodded, a cheesy grin coming over your lips. “And how do you know all this?” Jay raised his brow. “I doubt you've hung out with him.”

“I can just tell,” you sighed dreamily. You kicked your feet underneath you in excitement.

Sunghoon rolled his eyes. “Ah, yes. Because you read minds.”

Jay clicked his tongue at you, crossing his arms. “Y/N, did nobody ever tell you not to judge a book by its cover?” He asked. “What if you get your hopes up, and then you find out that he's some rager that breaks your heart?”

You shook your head. “I don't think so, he seems pretty genuine from the way he looks.”

Sunghoon rolled his eyes playfully again, “Delusion is one of your few flaws, Y/N. Your other one is reading for fun.”

You sat with your knees against your chest in a small corner of the library. The seating arrangement in that corner was a long, wooden bench that wrapped around the corner of the room. You liked to sit against the corner, your back to the wall and feet facing the shelves in front of you.

In the book you were reading, the main character had gone out with her boss in order to escape her manipulative boyfriend and catch him cheating. Her boss was icy, tall, and young. You'd barely managed to catch it, but it seemed that he was younger than her. The main character was a happy woman who let her naïvety get the best of her, which her boss had helped her get past.

You were in the scene where her boss confesses to her, but you weren't sure where the story was going. He told her he was falling in love with her, which she reciprocated, but he was holding her so close, and the word “heat” and “member” kept appearing in sentences.

You saw a shadow loom over you, shading your book from the light. A large hand rested on top of the book, tilting it back. “Are you enjoying the book so far?” A deep voice with a thick accent asked.

You nodded, not looking up. “It's really good, I'm just a little confused as to what's happening. I don't know who this member is and why they're so hot, but it doesn't make sense for her to be kissing them and not the main guy,” you rambled.

The person let out a deep chuckle. “Cute,” he said under his breath. “This is my favorite part, actually. If you don't know what all of that means, though, maybe you should skip that scene. It's not really important to the plot, anyways,” he continued.

The dim light above you bounced off of his rings, his long finger tapping on the spine of the book lightly in a fidgeting manner.

“I want to know what it means,” you sighed. “Can you explain it to me?”

When the person didn't respond, you looked upwards. Your breath caught in your throat as you squeaked.

The librarian you'd been harboring a secret crush on stood above you, his mouth slightly agape and his cheeks pink. His eyes grew wider with shock the longer you looked into them.

You turned back to the book, your eyes not really reading any words. “I can figure it out myself, sorry,” you whispered.

The man scratched the nape of his neck, a shy laugh leaving his lips. “No, it's okay, that scene is just…”

“Just what? Confusing?”

“Just not something you'd want a stranger to explain.”

“If you love the book, though, wouldn't you be good at explaining it?” You asked, curiosity bubbling up inside you.

He took the book from your hands, folding the corner of the page you were on and closing it. “Let me go check this out for you. I'll tell you at the counter, then you can read the rest at home, ‘kay?”

You nodded, willing to do anything he suggested. He walked you to his counter, scanning the book. “That scene you were reading is probably one of the most well-written sex scenes a reader could ask for,” he casually commented, smirking when you covered your mouth. “You can Google the words you don't know, but tell me if you still enjoyed the book when you return it!”

He placed the book in your bag, waving to you and leaning against the counter.

You sound around, mouth open to speak. “Name’s Jake, by the way,” he smiled handsomely at you, nodding his head up once. “I was gonna introduce myself to you properly, but you kinda jumped the gun on that one, miss sex book girl.”

You blushed, looking away in embarrassment. “You don't have to call me that,” you barely whispered.

“Yeah?” He poked his tongue at his lip with a teasing smile. “What can I call you, then?”

“Y/N,” you looked at the floor before spinning around and walking to the door.

Jake waved behind you, a smile still prevalent on his face. “Have a safe night, Y/N,” he called out behind you. “Hope you enjoy your book!”

Oh, you enjoyed that book alright. With Jake’s words looming in your head, and a trusty Google search (turned out, member did not mean another character), you finished the book with a foggy mind and a whole lot of nervous swallows.

Jay and Sunghoon sat across from you at your local cafe, your bag on the table and notes strewn about. “Hoon, I think you should change majors,” Jay sighed, his palm against his forehead.

Sunghoon chewed his straw nervously while the other reviewed his notes and practice exam. “Why? I thought I was good with my pre-med stuff,” he grabbed the paper from Jay’s hands.

“‘What do you call a row of stitches holding together the edges of an incision?’ was the question, Hoon.”

He looked it over. “I don't see what I did wrong.”

You peeked your head up from your notes, reading the question. “You wrote ‘satire,’” Jay deadpanned. Sunghoon cursed under his breath and erased the answer, writing suture in its place.

“Could've sworn I put suture for that,” Sunghoon mumbled. You pat his back reassuringly, a small frown on his face. “I think I'm just burning out, I've been studying all of this for so long. Jay, gimme your card, I'm gonna go buy us a round of espresso.”

Jay swatted Sunghoon’s reaching arm away. “Dude, no! Use your card, I'm not rich,” he scoffed.

“Oh my gosh, Jay, please,” you whined. “I'm so tired, I barely slept last night.”

Jay’s brow flew to the top of his forehead, the corner of his lip lifting. “Is it because of a certain librarian you stayed late to see?” He lightly punched your shoulder jokingly.

You held your shoulder and cried out in pain dramatically. “C’mon, Jay, you owe her now,” Sunghoon waved his fingers at Jay to make a grabbing motion. Jay sighed, rolling his eyes and giving the card to him. “First round’s on Jay!”

Sunghoon skittered off to the counter to order the drinks, leaving Jay to interrogate you further.

He scooted his chair closer to yours, his arms folded over his chest. “So,” he started, “what's the reason you were up all night?”

You squeaked nervously. He laughed, placing his hand over yours softly. “I was reading a book Jake said was good,” you almost whispered.

Jay shot backwards into his seat, letting out a loud gasp of shock and earning concerned stares from the rest of the customers. You shushed him, to no avail. He spun in his chair, calling out to his friend. “Hoon! Hoon!”

Sunghoon turned to face him with a scowl. “What?” He mouthed.

“She got the hot librarian’s name!” He shouted, not caring whose morning he disturbed.

Sunghoon ran out of line, sliding back into the chair across from you and resting his hand against his chin. “Soooo,” Sunghoon dragged out, “what's his naaaame?”

You shrunk into your seat. “It’s, um-”

“It's Jake!” Jay shouted, leaning over the table.

Sunghoon and Jay brought their hands together, ooh-ing in a high pitched tone as they wiggle their fingers. “Anything else happen? Did he hold the door open for you?” Sunghoon swooned at you.

You shyly laughed. “No, he just told me to read this book,” you blushed, pulling it out of your bag. “He told me what some of it meant, and it really helped!”

Jay flipped the book open to the folded corner, reading a paragraph quickly. He closed the book, furrowed his brows, reopened the book, re-read the paragraph, and turned to you, pointing at the pages as he let his mouth hang open. “He told you what this meant?”

You nodded, blushing. “I was a little embarrassed, but he was super nice about it,” you crossed your ankles and swayed slowly.

Jay shut the book and slid it into your bag, Sunghoon reaching in and pulling it out as he turned.

“Y/N, my dearest, sweetest, bestest friend,” he placed his hand on your shoulder with a smile. Suddenly, his grip turned hard, squeezing into your collarbone. “HE IS FLIRTING WITH YOU!” He seethed.

You swatted his hand away. “Then what do– ow, that actually hurts still– I do?”

Jay peacefully made a tent with his hands against the table. He blew his bangs out of his face, the brunette pieces flying upwards. “You go back there, and you ask him out,” Jay smirked evilly. “And then, you come back and relay everything to us.”

You nodded, saluting and grunting in comprehension.

Sunghoon gasped loudly, causing you and Jay to whip your heads to him.

He slammed the book against the table, scattering Jay’s highlighters and your pencils. “THIS IS A SEX BOOK?!” He shouted.

You blushed while Jay put his hand to his mouth in order to stifle his laughter. Sunghoon slowly turned to you, disgust apparent on his face. “You're such a nerd you read porn?”

“Hey, man. She reads it for the plot,” Jay snickered.

After your embarrassing exchange with your friends, you went back to the library to return the book (and stare at Jake). You held the book in front of you, sad to part with it. Jake had opened a door to a new world that you'd never heard of: the world of erotic romance books.

You blushed at the thought of the genre being his favorite. Swinging the door open, you took in the scent of paper, dust, and the slight hint of lavender you always caught when you walked in. Your eyes adjusted to the dim lighting.

Jake scanned a book at the counter for a woman, his long, black hair being accessorized by his usual pair of round, metal-rimmed glasses.

You watched silently from in front of the door as he performed such a melancholy task in such a charming way. The sleeves of his blue pullover came to the edges of his palm, his white turtleneck beneath covering his skin. You watched his pouty lips curve into your favorite smile, a slight wink being thrown to the older woman.

The woman slipped the book into her bag, giggling and walking towards the door. Jake’s eyes met your own, a happy wave being sent your way.

You felt yourself begin to melt at the sight.

You waved back, walking towards where he was standing. You placed the book into the counter as he smiled at you. He laughed lightly. “Guess it wasn't your cup of tea, seeing as you're bringing it back the next morning?”

You shook your head, “The opposite, actually. I finished it all last night, I just couldn't put it down!” You smiled.

Jake raised a brow, putting his elbow onto the countertop and resting his chin in his palm. “Yeah?” He asked with a thick accent. “What made it so enjoyable?”

This is the flirting Jay was talking about, you thought to yourself.

You bit the tip of your tongue, looking around the room in thought. What could you say to add to the flirting? You hadn't been in a serious relationship in years, you had little to no current experience.

“I guess I really liked the main character's chemistry with her boss,” you smiled at him, “and how he had a different side to his character that he only showed her.”

Jake nodded, leaning back and rocking onto the heels of his feet. He slid the book across the counter with a low whistle escaping his lips. “You're the first person I've met that tried to find something romantic in this book.”

You mentally facepalmed yourself. “Is that not what I was supposed to do? The writing was really good, I just-”

“Hey, hey,” he laughed. “Don't worry your pretty self over that, I think it's cool that you didn't just admire the smut aspect of the book,” he scanned the barcode on the back cover and placed the book onto a cart.

“I did enjoy that part a little, it just felt awkward to read,” you lied. You actually re-read that section of the book three times after finishing the book.

Jake’s tongue swiped across his bottom lip to wet it with a smile. He walked around the counter, pushing his book cart in the direction of the young adult section of the library.

You turned to walk to your usual corner of the library, ready to surrender this golden opportunity to your awkwardness. You took a step forward, spinning back around quickly as Jake coughed.

You made eye contact as his mouth opened to speak. “Can I have your number?” You blurted out.

Jake’s mouth shut with squinted eyes. Rejection.

“Can you read my mind or something?” He asked.

You shot him a confused look, a toothy grin splayed across his face. “I was-” He cleared his throat nervously, “I was just thinking about how I wanted to ask you to hang out after I close up, sorry if it came out weird.”

You felt clouds lift your feet, making them take even steps before landing in front of him with your phone out. He chuckled as he put his number into your phone. “Doesn't this place close late, though?” You asked.

He nodded. “It closes at nine, but if I'm being honest, fun never really happens until after dark.”

You laughed, thinking he was joking. He was not.

He shrugged, continuing to push the cart. “Just text me your address, I'll pick you up. I'll make sure it's a date that you'll never forget,” he smiled.

Your heart soared. It raced. It pounded. More importantly, it stopped. Time stopped. “Date?” You squeaked out.

He laughed, his ears turning red. “Yeah, I figured it should be a date. Don't wanna waste a good time with a pretty girl like you, y'know?” He scratched the back of his neck.

You nodded eagerly. “It's a date! What do I wear?”

“Just some comfortable clothes, you don't have to do much to impress me. I'll be wearing what I usually do, anyways,” he placed a book onto the shelf, examining the next book.

You walked to the cart, grabbing a book from the other side. “I know it's not very romantic, but can I help you put away the books? It might help you close faster,” you smiled.

He pulled the cuffs of his pull-over off of his hands. “I find it very romantic that you want to do the most boring part of my job with me, actually,” he joked.

That same lavender scent you would get hints of came flooding your senses as the two of you worked closely. You closed your eyes, taking a long breath. Jake smelled like lavender, and god, it made your knees weak.

Jay and Sunghoon, although strongly against the date, showed up to your place at seven sharp to help you get ready for it. “I mean, what kind of guy asks a kind and unsuspecting girl to go out after nine?” Sunghoon asked as he curled your hair.

He looked up into the mirror, eyes locking on yours. “A sex offender,” He released your hair from the contraption, waving the wand in the air as he spoke.

Jay groaned as he laid different outfit combinations across your bed. “For the tenth time, Sunghoon, he wouldn't be able to work at a public library if he was a registered sex offender!” Jay tapped his toes in thought before throwing a red shirt of yours onto the growing pile of clothes on your floor.

“Maybe he's not a sex offender yet,” Sunghoon replied, “but our little Y/N could end up being the body they find in the ditch.”

You sighed as Jay struggled to not throw a hard object at his friend. Sunghoon and Jay had been going at it since they arrived, Sunghoon erring more on the “worried mother” end of the argument.

“Sunghoon, stop worrying so much. He's super cute and sweet, he probably just wants to watch a movie or something,” you smiled.

Sunghoon clicked his tongue. “Let's recall what he said. ‘Wear something comfortable’, because tight clothes cause you to bleed out slower. ‘A date you'll never forget’, because you'll be dead by eleven.”

“‘I just want to have sex with you and then send you home at four in the morning,’” Jay commented. “You make it sound like she's going out with Michael Myers. Don't forget, Hoon, she already agreed to share her location with us in the groupchat.”

Sunghoon rolled his eyes, running his fingers through your curls. “So we'll know what corner of the road her body ends up on, but what about her head?”

“Oh, God, you're going off the deep end,” you pressed your hand to your forehead.

You stood from the chair, doing a small twirl for the two. You had already done your makeup before the two arrived, but you were a lost cause with fashion and hair.

Jay clapped, his lower lip jutting out in an impressed expression. “Wow, Hoon. Maybe you should drop out of college and become a hairdresser,” he commented, earning a threatening jab with the hot iron from Sunghoon.

You unplugged the appliance, taking it from his hands and carefully placing it down. Jay held a shirt and skirt to your body, nodding for the other man to look at the combination.

Sunghoon patted the man on his back, a smile on his face. “See, if I had to send my only daughter off to possibly go missing, this is the outfit I think she'd want to go in.”

You walked out of your door at exactly a quarter past nine, Jake’s text message reminding you of a drunk message from Jay.

Hey um he uh, um out sigh in the blocker period sore we eve this cumster you we're, um using speech to text period

You figured it translated roughly to, “Hey, I'm here, I'm outside in the black car. Sorry if this comes to you weird, I'm using text to speech.” You just couldn't figure out where cumster could've come from.

You giggled as you sat in the car. Your purse clinked loudly with the pepper spray, pocket knife, seatbelt cutter, lockpick, whistle, and body reflectors Sunghoon wouldn't let you leave without.

You closed the door, turning to Jake. You audibly screamed when you saw the man in the front seat. He jumped, looking into the backseat and out of every window. “Shit, Y/N, what's wrong?!” He shouted, equally as scared as you.

You looked at him in disbelief. “Jake? Is that really you?”

The man who was sitting next to you was wearing a black wife-beater and baggy jeans with large tears at the knees, a small book pendant hanging off a gold chain. His body, now uncovered by layers of clothing, was covered by layers of ink. He had a paw print on his inner arm, the name Layla written inside of it, along with many music tattoos and smaller symbols across his arms and chest.

You looked down, noting that it seemed even his legs had art on them. His eyes followed yours, a small gasp leaving his mouth. “Oh, yeah. Guess I forgot to mention all that,” he smiled. “They're everywhere, but they all mean something.”

You looked up at him, your eyes wide. You may have painted him as a modest man, but you'd be lying if you said the Jake in front of you didn't make you feel butterflies. “They're pretty,” you commented, reading the tattoo on the side of his neck.

“Love is a great beautifier.”

Jake self-consciously ran his hand over it. “It's from Little Women,” Jake smiled softly.

“I love that book,” you commented, continuing to admire his look. His hair had fallen messily over his forehead, his glasses seeming to have disappeared.

He sucked a breath in through his teeth. “Me too, actually. It's what got me into reading,” he looked forward as he put his seatbelt back on. “Look, if you find that I look too weird like this, I can put a jacket on or something-”

“No! I like it, actually. You look… good,” you blushed as you put your seatbelt on.

Jake reached his hand under your chin, lifting your head to look at him. “Look me in my eyes and say it again,” the corner of his lip lifted. “I want to see you say it, don't hide your face from me.”

You mumbled, “You look good.”

“I'll take it,” he smiled fully, throwing the car into drive and pulling into the road. “Just know, I don't let pretty girls hold their tongue around me.”

You looked out the window in an effort to hide your nervousness. Jake turned his radio on, playing a band you didn't know.

He started humming along to the song as it got closer to the chorus. He had a beautiful voice, which only added to your nervousness.

“Where are we going?” You asked, noticing a familiarity in the direction he was driving in.

He tested his elbow against his center console as he drove with one hand. “I figured I could take you to the library after hours, y'know? We'd be alone but it wouldn't be like you didn't know the place. I can show you my favorite spot, too.”

You shot a glance in his direction. “Jake, isn't it closed?”

“Yeah, and?”

“As in, we can't be there?”

“Yes we can,” he smiled.

You rolled your eyes. “If you're trying to break into a building, I think we should call this off.”

“Relax, sweetheart,” he laughed, his accent shining through, “it's not breaking in.”

“Entering with a key doesn't count.”

“It does when you own the place,” Jake pulled up to a stop light, wiggling his eyebrows at you before laughing loudly. Your jaw was to the floor, an unreadable expression in your eyes. “I've never made it obvious that I owned it, because it was given to me by my grandmother when she retired, but I've owned it since I moved here. My cousin opens the place on weekdays while I go to college, but I close every night and spend the whole weekend there.”

“You'd have to live there to pull that off,” you rolled your eyes.

“I do,” he responded. “My place is right next to it.”

You scoffed, rolling your eyes. “Of course you're handsome, funny, good at singing, and you own a business.”

You felt his hand land on your leg, his fingers tapping rhythmically to the music. You turned to him, your eyes trailing up his arm. “You can continue,” he said with a shit-eating grin.

You lightly hit his arm, pointing to the road. “Light's green,” you turned to hide your blush.

Jake walked you into the familiar building, a small smile on his face as he pulled a projector from the office room. “Come and sit down, pretty girl,” he plugged a handful of cords into the device and turned it on.

You walked past the nonfiction shelves to see pillows forming small seats on the floor, a basket of movie snacks and drinks in the middle. Jake had thrown some last minute fairy lights into the mix, wrapping them around the seating area and putting some candles on the ground. “Jake, this looks amazing.”

He sat on a pillow before laughing and motioning to the other. You ran over, sitting down and immediately putting on a movie.

You didn't watch a single moment of the movie. Although Jake seemed immersed, you couldn't take your eyes off of him. Your eyes took in the slight shine against his skin from the movie, the light in his eyes looking like stars. You didn't miss the way he chewed his tongue when he got focused, or when his hair was blown awry by the air conditioner.

Your brain took a turn for the worse as a more romantic scene in the movie arrived. Your eyes raked over his exposed skin, feeling like a Victorian man who had just been introduced to short sleeves.

You looked at his tattoos, really looked at them, and saw countless music notes with small letters in them, a guitar, small pictures or animals, and a lot of book references. You never expected Jake to have been fully inked up, but you also never expected to find that as a huge turn-on.

You squeezed your thighs together to hide the fact that a simple doodle in perfectly smooth skin had put you in such a predicament. Jake turned to you, wrapping his arm around you and pointing to the screen. “See that actor?”

“Yeah, what about him?” You asked.

Jake let his hand fall onto your lap, turning to you. “Even he can tell you're not paying attention,” he pushed your hair behind your ear. “Wanna tell me what you like so much that you've been staring at me the whole time?”

You gawked. You geeked. You'd fumbled.

Jake slid his hand onto your back, and in a moment he was above you. “Tell me, sweetheart, what's so attractive that it's got you squeezing those pretty thighs so tight?”

You gulped, your thoughts having gone anywhere but where they should. He tapped his finger against your lip, a sinful smile on his face. “Your tattoos,” you whispered.

Jake leaned back, messily pushing his hair out of his face and laughing darkly. “You like my tattoos so much that you're getting wet over them?” He asked, looking down at you.

You nodded. “I like how cool you look, wanna see the rest.”

“You want to see the rest of the ones on me, sweetheart?” He asked in that thick Aussie accent you couldn't get enough of.

With a small squeak, you nodded again, feeling smaller than usual in his gaze. He looked at you the same way you'd assume a predator stared at its prey in its final moments, but you felt a strange sense of safety with him.

He slowly leaned in, his arms caging you in as he pressed his lips to yours. He held your hip with his large hand, his fingers gripping your ass while his palm held you down. He slid his thigh over your core, pressing into where you needed him most.

Your lips parted, letting out a moan. Jake swallowed it whole, sliding his tongue against your own slowly and sucking on your bottom lip. The two of you built a slow rhythm, his thigh grinding into you as you arched your back like clockwork.

His hand never left your hip, holding you in place to keep you victim to his torturously slow lips and thrusts. He loved every noise that left your mouth. Jake pulled away from you, his eyes taking in your wet, puffy lips. The two of you were breathlessly panting to catch your breaths.

His lips parted in thought. “Didn't think you'd be such a good kisser,” he mused. “Almost like you were made for my lips.”

You giggled, pushing him off you as he went to press more kisses to your lips. “Jake, I want to know more about you,” you whined.

“For one, I'm a really good kisser,” he wiggled his eyebrows jokingly as he settled back into his seat. His arms came behind him for support. He seemed to not worry about covering his obvious boner, leaning back and looking at the ceiling.

You hit his arm. “I know that already,” you fussed. “But, like, what are some hobbies of yours?”

He jut his bottom lip out in thought. “I play guitar,” he shrugged, “and there's nothing I love more than getting high and reading a good book.”

You blinked slowly, his eyes coming to yours with a smile. “What does being high even have to do with reading?”

“Makes the experience more realistic. Feels like you're there, you start feeling what the character feels and all,” he sighed. “I like to read romance books, though.”

You bit the back of your lip. “Does that really work?”

“Wanna try it?"

Jake had lit a joint for you, showing you how to hold it and even going so far as to hold it for you while he played with your hair.

The world started to move slower, certain colors waving in your vision. “Do you feel it?” Jake asked, running his hands through your hair. You nodded, looking around the room. “The rest’ll hit soon, just know I'm right here if you need me.”

He put his arm around your shoulders as he took his own hits, resting his head against your own.

He put the joint into a small ashtray, standing with you and grabbing one of the many books he'd brought into the soundproofed study room off a table.

The two of you read through it, laughing when one of you wouldn't be done with the page as fast as the other. Suddenly, the book began to describe a racier scene, one with hands all over the main character's body and kisses being pressed over her.

Jake watched you closely, taking note of how you squirmed in your seat every time the girl felt a new sensation. “What's wrong, Y/N?” Jake asked in a low voice, leaning into you. “You seem… worked up.”

You swallowed hard. “N-No! I’m just cold,” you lied. Jake clicked his tongue, closing the book and holding you by your thigh.

He used his hand to pull you closer, his lips connecting to your own. “Sure, sweetheart. I believe you,” he lied with a smirk. He glanced at your lips again before wrapping his fingers around your throat, pulling you in to continue his rough kiss.

A groan slipped from Jake's own throat, his body reacting before he could. He pulled away, his hand sliding up your closed thighs. “Not,” he continued, connecting your lips again. You opened your legs slightly, giving Jake the ability to use his hand and pry them open.

He ran his fingers up and down your clothed slit, just barely giving you the friction you craved. You felt how hard he was through his jeans, his crotch subtly grinding against your leg. He continued his assault against your lips, never once stopping for air.

You hit his chest, moaning into his mouth as he pulled away. “Jake, stop teasing me.”

“Oh, I'd never tease you, darling,” he responded with a mischievous grin. “Just wanted you to feel how good you're gonna feel with me.”

Jake took his hand off your skirt and brought it into your other hand. He brought his lips to your neck, biting down and tracing the marks with his tongue. You moaned out his name, making him groan lowly into your neck.

“I can't wait anymore,” he said as he stepped back and began unbuckling his belt. “I need to feel your throat around me.”

You stood, walking to be in front of him and pushing his back to the table. His breath caught in his throat as you sank to your knees in front of him. He hurriedly finished unbuckling his belt, reaching his hands to his waistband to pull down the rest of his clothing as you held his hand to stop him.

“Wait, Jake, are you sure about this? We're both high and in a study room in the library, what if the cameras pick up the noise?”

Jake leaned against the table behind him, his hands holding onto the edge of it at his sides. He looked at you with such an intense heat behind his gaze, you could feel the lust of it gathering into your underwear.

He slid a hand into your hair, pulling you to him and smashing his lips to yours. He brought his thigh outwards to catch your body between your legs. Your eyes shut at the feeling, the messy kiss fogging your brain.

“These rooms are sound-proof for two reasons. One, for studying or reading. And two, so I can fuck your throat as hard as I want.”

He released your hair, making you fall back to your knees. He pushed his pants and boxers down to his knees, giving you a grand view of his cock.

It was veiny, thick, and the tip was such an angry red that the precum leaking from it almost screamed for you to lick it all up. Without warning, you grabbed it and took it between your lips.

Jake threw his head back, a moan bouncing off the walls of the room. You heard him suck a breath in through his teeth as you sucked on the tip. You let your tongue glide over his slit, collecting his precum and swallowing it.

“Fuck, Y/N, you're so good at this,” he moaned. Your wetness was dripping down your legs, you felt it. You moaned around him as you took more of him in with hollowed cheeks.

He held the sides of your head, forcing you to look into his eyes. “Remember what I said, sweetheart. Wanna fuck your face, if that's okay.”

You hummed on his dick, giving him the go-ahead. He slowly began to thrust into your mouth, not pushing in all the way. When you began to bob your head further, Jake took it as his sign to go deeper.

He added more force and speed to his thrusts until you were taking him whole, each thrust hitting the bottom of your throat and making you gag around him. Your saliva was dripping down his balls and onto his legs as you used one hand to rub your own clit.

You were so close, but you wanted to wait until his cum was pouring down your throat to finish. “Such a good girl for me, so sweet for taking my dick down her throat,” Jake hummed, his eyes never leaving the sight. It all felt so good.

Jake’s legs began to shake as he let out more moans. Jake was not afraid to be loud, nor was he afraid to speak his mind. He constantly praised you between his little moans.

“Fuck,” he moaned. “‘M so close.”

You moaned against him again, his hips jolting forward. “Gonna make me cum down your throat like that, bet you want that don't you?”

His tip slammed into the back of your throat, his thrusts growing erratic. With each thrust he gave to the back of your throat, you circled your clit faster. “Fuck, ‘m gonna cum,” he groaned.

His hips stuttered to a halt, warm liquid spilling into your stomach. “Taking it so, so good,” he sighed, his hair sticking to the sweat on his forehead. “Atta girl, my girl, so beautiful with my cock down her throat.”

You moaned as you felt your orgasm take over you, moans spilling around Jake’s cock and slightly overstimulating him. He thrusted one more time into you, a lazy smile on his face. He pulled out of you, watching bits of spit and cum dribble down your chin.

You looked like an absolute wreck, your hair messy and your mascara running with spit down your chin. Jake loved it. You looked stunning to him.

“Y/N, that was amazing. Thank you,” he pulled you up to sit you in a chair. He ran out of the room to get water for you, as he'd told you when he walked out.

Your eyes darted around the room. You opened your phone to see four missed calls from both Sunghoon and Jay.

You dialed Jay’s phone number, a groggy smile on your face. “Hey, what's up?”

“Y/N, are you still with Jake?”

“Yes, why?” You asked, stretching in the chair.

He sighed over the phone. “We've been waiting outside the library for half an hour, get the fuck in the car.”

“Jay, I'm capable of bringing myself home-”

“Y/N. Get out of there, now,” Jay said, his tone cold. “I don't know how to say this, but-”

“Jay, you can't control me. I'm an adult,” you rolled your eyes, pacing around the room. “If you're so uncomfortable with me dating someone-”

Jay interrupted you, saying a sentence you'd never think to hear about anyone, much less the guy you sucked off less than three minutes ago. His words had you quickly grabbing your belongings and running out of the building, hoping Jake didn't see you go.

“He’s wanted for murder, Y/N.”

notes: MURDER?? oh boy.. didn't see that one coming ;) expect the next part to be... Eventful. Originally, Jake was supposed to be a camboy, but I figured that possible criminal Jake would be better LMFAO. I reccomend listening to Arctic monkeys or chase Atlantic when you read this series.

tags: @heesitation @vizstars

likes, comments, and reblogs are always appreciated, and thank you for reading! stick around for part 2!!

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ੈ✩ — 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐅𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 (ONESHOT) | PARK SUNGHOON

୨୧ pairing — streamer/gamer!bf park sunghoon x fem!reader

୨୧ synopsis — dating sunghoon was like flipping two sides of a coin. on one side, it felt like you were dating the sweetest introvert known to man. but on another side, you felt like he was the loudest extrovert (and gamer) that ever lived. you tried living with it, in this little bubble. but when sunghoon starts acting sensitive and eventually forgets your anniversary, that fragile bubble finally bursts.

୨୧ genre — non!idol au, established relationship, angst BUT with a fluffy ending cuz why not, shy!sunghoon but open when he's only with you

୨୧ warnings — cursing, sunghoon being forgetful, miscommunication trope (i'm sorry), bottling up feelings, arguments between you and hoonie :(

୨୧ word count — 1,752 words, 9410 characters (NOT PROOFREAD (cause midterms sucks ass))

୨୧ author's note — sorry for the mini hiatus y'all i have my midterms!!! #busygall but y'all have seen gamer!bf hee, but what about sunghoon? i feel like he's quiet on the outside but his gamer side is so.. this for my ice prince (but with a heart of gold) girlies... sorry for the angst!!!!!!

𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐍 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐄𝐓 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐄𝐓 𝐇𝐈𝐌.

opposed to his loud and obnoxious friends, he tended to let out a small chuckle instead of a crackling laugh. at first (and around you), he was like that.

obviously you two liked each other in secret, because sunghoon didn’t know what to say, and you weren’t sure if he liked you back.

so when you two started dating, where you would stay over at his place more often (and eventually it felt as if you two moved in together), was when you found out about his gamer side.

turns out, behind the striking radiation of his monitor, was a completely different sunghoon. instead of his usual quiet self, he was loud as any other streamer. you could practically hear his laugh echo through his apartment as he did his streams.

you didn't want to disturb sunghoon in the middle of his streams, so whenver you needed something, you'd text him (even if he won't reply immediately, it was a good try).

but over time, you got more comfortable around each other. sunghoon even told you that "it's okay sweets, just call my name and i'll respond."

so you did. you started with little "what do you want for dinner?"s and a "i'm gonna go to sleep, okay?"

the first few times you'd do that, sunghoon would answer with a sweet "um, do you mind getting some takeout?" and a "okay sweets, sleep well."

but then, he would get easily irritated. his sweet replies turned into sharp responses like "just get whatever you want, i don't care."

you understood that you were bothering him. you saw on his screen how he was losing the match (maybe? you didn't understand what he was playing), and you didn't want to anger him further. but you knew at one point, the bubble would one day burst.

it was a friday. but it was your 6 month anniversary. you had everything planned, you planned a dinner with him, and got him presents. you especially got him a custom made keyboard keycap with your initials engraved, and one of a little penguin. you were determined to make today special.

you woke up at seven, seeing your boyfriend's still sleeping figure, ready to start the day by making some fresh waffles for the two of you before you had some uni classes at ten.

you had everything decorated, the waffles drizzled with honey, and a little sticky note next to it that wrote "happy 6 months hoon <3" and two cups of steaming hot coffee.

you got ready and dressed up, waiting for sunghoon to come down. the clock's hand at the number 8. but slowly, the hands on the clock that hung on his wall moved. from 8 to 9. the ice in his coffee slowly melting. the waffles no longer warm with the love you made for him.

you wanted to wake him up. but after his sensitive behavior at you a couple weeks prior, you were scared.

when your phone read 9.50, you realized that sunghoon wasn't waking up anytime soon. so you packed your bag and wrote a little note under the previous sticky note reading "i'm off to uni, enjoy and i can't wait for tonight :)" to let sunghoon know you were at uni. so you left.

thankfully, you only had 2 classes, so by 3pm, you were on your way home. you were excited to see sunghoon, half expecting him to wait for you by the door with his arms open.

you were lucky you hadn't expected 100% that sunghoon would be there. because the moment you stepped in your shared apartment, you felt emptyness.

the plate of what once was filled with waffles on the table was half eaten, his now empty glass of coffee sitting in the sink, and the sticky note you'd left on the ground. it wasn't crumpled or anything, but you were hoping he atleast read it.

knowing it was a friday and that sunghoon would be back from uni at 5, you determined to get yourself ready for that night.

you wore his favorite dress. you did your hair the way he liked. you had everything ready for him.

you sat in the living room waiting for sunghoon to come home. the time on your phone read 5.03pm. he should be wrapping up his classes now.

but you knew this feeling all too well. this feeling of deja vu as the clock's hands slowly moved from five to six. six to seven. seven to eight. before you knew it, it was almost 11pm as you were in the bathroom washing off the streams of dried mascara from when you were crying.

the moment you heard the apartment door open, you had no expectations. even if a little piece of you hoped that he'd come home all dressed in a suit, a hanful of flowers, and a plausible excuse to his lateness.

but as you stepped downstairs, makeup slightly washed off from the dried mascara, was when the words "what are you all dressed up for gorgeous? it's 11pm," slipped from his mouth. finally, that bubble burst as your fractured heart finally broke into pieces.

there he was, still in casual wear, hair slightly a mess, clearly reeking of alcohol. he was out partying.

that's the moment sunghoon sobered up. the sound of your sobs. never in your six months of dating has he ever seen you in this state. yes, you had arguments left and right, maybe some tears from rewatching la la land for the hundredth time. but never this.

"no no no, sweets what's wrong?" he asked, his once drunken eyes now filled with worry as he tried to pull you into his touch.

"you don't get it sunghoon, do you?" you snapped at him, swatting his hands away. you never used his government name. it was always hoonie, or baby. but never just sunghoon.

"get what sweets? why are you wearing my favorite dress? if you had told me this i would've come home earlier." sunghoon defended.

"you seriously forgot? you ate the waffles, drank the coffee, i even wrote you a note! were you just so caught up with your stupid games that you just forgot?" you ranted. you had enough.

"what sticky note? i woke up at ten and the place was practically empty, i saw the waffles on the table and the coffee and i just assumed that you made breakfast and left for uni." sunghoon proclaimed.

"you know what? i'm gonna go to bed. i can't handle you anymore. just go scream at your monitor, or- whatever." you sighed, heading upstairs into your shared bedroom.

sunghoon sighed, his hands on his hips, before running a hand through his hair. at that moment, he spotted the small heart sticky note under the dinner table. he hunched over and grabbed it, before he read what you had written on it.

the moment it clicked, he rushed upstairs. your six months. six. he can't believe he forgot.

as he stepped into the bedroom, he saw you in that dress, about to take it off. his favorite dress. "sweets i'm so sorry-"

"sorry won't cut it sunghoon. you've been so sensitive lately and all i wanted was to spend some time with my boyfriend! but no, you just had to play your stupid video games." you argued.

"no, you're the one who's been so distant lately! so i've been occupying myself with those stupid games to distract from my thoughts that maybe you would break up with me!"

"but that doesn't justify the fact that you just plain out forgot and left me to rot here!" you screamed at his face.

"i was out with the boys because i was trying to figure out how to tell you i love you!" he confessed, head hung low.

your once dried eyes filled with tears once more. in a panic, sunghoon cupped your face in his hands slowly wiping away the tears away, before you buried your face in the crook of his neck, trying your best not to break into pieces.

"i think we need to work on our communication." you mumbled in the crook of his neck.

"what do you mean, sweets?" he asks, slowly caressing your hair.

"because i love you more, hoonie." you whisper in his ear.

"that's impossible." he pushed you away from the crook of his neck, wiping away your tears as he pushed your hair away from your face. he looked in your eyes with a dashing smile.

his smile felt so infectious, that you couldn't help but shoot him a smile back, "because i love you most, sweets," before he kissed you.

his hands were painfully warm compared to your cold touch, a side effect of hours of waiting in the cold living room.

you smiled into the kiss, pulling away to take a deep breath, spotting sunghoon staring at you like you were his whole world, before you dove into another kiss.

"sweets, you know how much i love this dress on you." he mumbled into the kiss.

you pulled away and let out a laugh, "oh i know, it was supposed to be my little gift to you."

"oh but i probably deserve a punishment for making your heart break like that, i mean you were crying for hours! i'll do anything, what do you want?" sunghoon asked, ready to give you what seemed like the world.

"take a break from playing your games." you asked from him. looking into his eyes.

"well that's not as bad-"

"for a month."

"no no no i can't do that! you know the money i earn from my streams basically funds your shopping habit. i mean how am i supposed to dress you up in such beautiful dresses?"

you chuckled at his response, blushing at how affectionate he was being. "how about just two weeks and i'll make you breakfast every morning? or i could play animal crossing with you?" sunghoon begged.

you sighed into him, finally giving in knowing how much he hated playing animal crossing. he just thought it was stupid and there was no challenge to it. "okay. two weeks, breakfast, and animal crossing. but could you at least teach me how to play your games with you though? i feel bad that you have to hear me yap on about my favorite villagers."

with a chuckle, sunghoon kisses your temple, "for you, always."

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pairing: park sunghoon x fem! reader

warnings: smut, zestyish jokes (Jake and sunghoon are basically In love idk), cursing, unprotected sex (wrap it before u tap it!!), kinda mean? dom sunghoon, pervert sunghoon, slight choking, not proofread, lmk if I missed anything!

minors dni!!

Friday 6:10 pm

what sunghoon didn't expect was to fall in love with you, living together just made him crazy, seeing you walk around in a big tee with just panties under?? yeah. "She won't even let jay hit" sunghoon ranted to his friend on facetime, "maybe shes a virgin and she's saving it for someone special" Jake replied, placing a kiss on his girlfriends head turning off his mic. "I'm someone special!" Hoon whined throwing his phone on his bed, "I guess not to her" Jake turned his mic back on snickering. "Should I fuck her best friend to get revenge.." he started questioning his own existence, hes never been this crazy over someone. did you cast a love spell on him or something? "her best friend is haechan" Jake set up his phone on the table, showing him as he put his headphones on and turning on his console. "ok nevermind. would rather kiss you than fuck haechan" "you would kiss me?" "hell no." "then why say it you got my hopes up" "..jake shut the fuck up" Jake laughs as the light from his computer reflected on his face. "yk what you should do, try and seduce her" he proposed, "that doesn't sound that bad, how would I even do that" sunghoon replies, finally picking his phone up from the bed to walk into the kitchen. "mmm, since y'all live together try walking around like shirtless or like... loudly jerking off??" Jake bit his nails while thinking, "holy shit your gonna make me get a restraining order" sunghoon laughed out loud, hearing the door unlock he quickly hung up and texted Jake "she's home, gonna take ur advice istg if she calls the cops on me you'll never see ur stupid apex acc again."

Friday 8:56 pm

he was nervous, obviously. he wasn't nervous about how he looked, he knew he looked good. he was just nervous on how your reaction would be, he hyped himself up in his room for a bit. doing some pushups till he walked out of his room shirtless knowing your in the kitchen, "yn" he spoke out to you, making you turn around to look at him. "why are u naked" was the first thing you said to him since you got home. "gonna take a shower, u cooking anything?" "Nah, I'm ordering food I'm just in here eating chips", clearly looking unfazed, "should we order something then?" He replied. Walking into the kitchen, sweats hanging low. Showing a obvious bulge, "I'll just get pizza u go take a shower, you stink like sweat" you looked away from his piercing gaze. He chuckled, "mm, ok let me know when the food comes I'll get it" he says while walking away and into the bathroom, quickly locking it and holding his head in his hands.

sunghoon : She won't even look at me 😭😭💔💔💔💔💔😢

Jake : maybe ur js butt ugly.

sunghoon : this is not helping idiot

Jake : did u walk around shirtless 🌚

sunghoon : YES BRO. even wore my baggy jeans to show extra 🤬😡

Jake : what if she's into girls...omg sunghoon I'm cooking here

sunghoon : only thing ur cooking is that burnt ass hair.

Jake : fuck u times 10 😒

sunghoon : u wanna fuck me 🌚

Jake : my gf just saw that msg without seeing the name I hope yn never ends up liking you.

sunghoon : CHILL BRO

he took a shower while blasting music, thinking on what his next plan was. he got out of the shower, black hair dripping water as he wrapped a towel around his waist. he looked in the mirror as he thought of a idea, he picked up his phone as some random rap song played, he took a picture shirtless. Sending it to Jake to confirm if it was cute or not.

sunghoon : *image attached*

Jake : wrong person

sunghoon : u fucking airhead is it cute or not

Jake : oh LMFAOOO

Jake : it's cute, who's it for

sunghoon : baefy yn

Jake : atp send her a dick pic

sunghoon : should i

Jake : yea if u wanna get blocked

as he turned his music off he heard you yelling for him from the living room. He quickly threw on his boxers and sweats, getting out as he put his phone in his pocket. "what's wrong?" He asked standing Infront of you, once again. Wearing baggy sweats but instead of them damn near falling off they are tied with the string. "do u not have any shirts or something, also the pizzas here" you handed him the money for the tip, he grabs it and walks to the door. "thanks" he smiled at the young woman handing him the pizza who was basically drooling. "can I get your number" she sheepishly asked. You looked at them in disgust, looking at the girl as sunghoon laughed and said no. He closed the door, walking back over to you, flopping on the couch and putting the pizza on the table. "why didn't you give her your number?" You asked, "wasn't interested" he shrugged, picking up a piece of pizza. Watching whatever you put on. "Lame."

Saturday 10:43 pm

he was hard. Extremely horny. to the point where he thought he might cum at barely sliding down his shorts. he thought back to the call he had with Jake yesterday, "jerk off loudly, yeah if I wanna be seen as a perv" he scoffed and slid down his shorts and boxers in one go. thinking if he should get off to a picture of you or just some random video on pornhub, he decided on a random video on pornhub. last thing he wants to be is a pervert (even tho he already jerks off to your pictures anyways..) he whined softly as he held his dick in his hand. fuck it. He loaded in on Instagram and stalked your account as his hand slid up and down his shaft. soft moans escaping his throat while looking through your highlights till he found his favorite picture, one of you and him at the beach. bathing suit top hugging your chest so well, making sunghoon's hand go faster on his already red cock, precum dribbling out his slit. His finger accidentally slipping and liking the year old photo. Shit. Shit shit shit. just as he was freaking out his load started shooting out, landing on his black shirt and blankets. his moan was loud, extremely loud. He only realized till after calming down from his high that 1. He sounded like a porn film and 2. He liked your story. He cleaned himself off with the shirt he was wearing, taking it off and throwing it in his laundry basket. Pulling his boxers and shorts up, grabbing another shirt from his drawer. just as he put his shirt on he heard his door swing open, "why you stalking me" you smirked at sunghoon, sitting on his chair in his room. "wasnt stalking you" he side eyed you as he continued to put on his shirt, looking down to notice a cum stain on his shorts cursing to himself, "I needa change my shorts. U gonna stay or what" he asked, looking at you. you turned around in the spin chair, he quickly took off his shorts and grabbed another pair. Putting them on and laying on his bed, "you can look now" he said, picking up his phone to see who texted him. "sunghoon" you called out to him, scooting closer to the bed until you gave up and laid on the bed next to him, "hm?" He replied. Sending a quick text to Jake and going on TikTok, "you should be quieter when you jerk off. not everyone wants to hear that when they wanna call their friend" you smiled at him teasingly as he looked at you before flicking your head with the same hand he used to jerk off with. You got up from his bed and left, sunghoon closed his door with his foot , sending another text to Jake. "Your dead meat."

Thursday 12:29 am

it's been 4 days since he started trying to seduce you, key word. Trying. everytime he jerked off you would just ignore it, same with him walking around in just sweats. he's at the point where he might as well walk around naked, he let our a frustrated sigh as he stood up from his bed. going to your room to get his charger that he lent you a few hours prior, maybe god was on his side or he was just lucky as hell. He opened the door to see you fucking yourself on a dildo. He feels like he could die from happiness right now, you were quick to slide the dildo out of you and cover yourself up. "Oh. My bad" he said, grabbing his charger from your side table. Your face was red, "sunghoon" you quietly called out. "what? ur not done with the charger?" He asked, looking at you covered by your purple sheets. You shook your head, "you wanna help?" you asked, uncovering your body.

Thursday 9:12am

he really has to stop dreaming of you. He woke up hard as shit, all because of that stupid dream. Like he would walk in on your masturbating? Yeah right. He sat up from his bed and groggily walked into the kitchen, he ignored you as he grabbed a water bottle and chugged it. You were quick to notice the very obvious bulge, swallowing your spit while you looked at his back. imagining how it would look after you scratched it during sex. Or how his hands would feel on your body, how his fingers would feel inside of you. Ok yn. Enough of these lewd thoughts. That's your friend your thinking of, your really hot friend. "u wanna make breakfast?" he said, his hot breath on your neck. you felt goosebumps, how did he get behind you so quick? the hell? "not hungry right now so no" you answered, not daring to turn around. "But I'm hungry" he mumbled resting his head on your shoulder. "Make your own food loser" you quickly spoke, moving quick to your room. he smirked to himself, he finally got to you. He's definitely gonna tell Jake about this.

Thursday 5:01 pm

"yn" you hummed as you focused on your show. "Are you a virgin" he asked, you nearly choke on your spit. "What kind of question is that?" You stare at him in shock. Sunghoon shrugged, not looking away from the tv. "Are you?" He asked again. "No sunghoon. I'm not a virgin. Are you?" You spoke with a small attitude in your voice, "nope" he replied, popping the p. "Are you lesbian?" He asked another question. "no. What the hell are these questions??" You shifted your whole body towards him. "So why don't you look my way." He finally looked at you, once again. Staring with a piercing gaze. "What do you mean by that" you know exactly what he means. "Why don't you show any interest in me" the fuck? You always show interest in him, why do you think you wear just shirts around the house? "I do" doesn't seem like it. "I like you yn." He finally expressed his feelings that were making him go insane. "me too" your voice was barley heard, "you like yourself too?" He smiled and chuckled softly. "No I like you too" you smiled back, feeling shy at the sudden confessions. "You know I love you" he said, scooting closer. Holding your face as he pressed a soft kiss on your lips, "I would hope so, why are you saying it so early though" you snickered, "cause I'm about to fuck you like I don't" his smile was so innocent you almost didn't register what he said, he's gonna fuck you like he doesn't? Hell yeah.

Thursday 5:30 pm

your not sure how you ended up in sunghoon's bed, laying on your back as he slurped up your juices. Spewing random shit as he ate you out, "been waiting like...months for this moment" his chin was glistening from eating you out. Sticking two fingers inside to bring you closer to your climax, and you were quick to hit it. Gripping onto his hand that was sliding in and out of you, helping you ride your high out. "that was good huh?" He smiled up at you. giving him a tired nod, he slipped his fingers out of you and sat up. Kissing your lips before sticking his fingers in your mouth to taste yourself, he was different from any other men you've slept with. No man would do this, besides sunghoon apparently. He took his fingers out of your mouth after you sucked them clean, praising you softly as he pulled his boxers down. Slapping his dick on your pussy, "you ready?" You nodded. He entered slowly, groaning out while you pulled him down to hold onto him. Clawing on his back, when he fully bottomed out you realized he was huge. Like 6 inches huge. Sliding back out just to thrust back in, he kept his quite fast pace while you rambled about something he wasn't paying attention to. only thing he was focused on was how good you felt around him, almost too good. "fuck, gonna cum soon if you keep clenching like that" he moaned out, kissing your cheek as he whined and moaned in your ear. "sunghoon" you sighed out, "yeah baby?" he answered. Lifting himself up, keeping his hands on your tits as you rambled about how good he felt. "I know love" he hummed back, sliding out. "doggy style baby" you were quick to get into the position and he was quick to slide right back in, you felt him deeper than you did just a few seconds ago. Arms already weak, making sunghoon hold you up. He was hitting places you didn't even know he could hit, "already fucked out?" He snickered, his hand snaking up to your neck to apply pressure. you immediately felt yourself let go and cum, "i-im cumming" you whined out, holding onto his arm. "I know" He replied, letting you go to fall onto the bed. fucking you harder than he already was, "gonna cum inside n ruin you for every other man" he grunted in your ear,trying to chase his own high. "fuck, taking it so well. who fucks you the best?" He moaned, "y-you" you were extremely sensitive, you felt another climax coming. it came too fast to even warn sunghoon, all he felt was tons of juice on his abs and hips. "Holy shit you just squirted" he spoke in pure shock, still fucking you as he praises you. you were a mess, tears were streaming down your cheeks as sunghoon finally came inside, "m' cumming pretty" he sighed out as he came, rocking his hips slowly. "you did so good for me baby" he slid out and kneeled down, he was quick to latch onto your pussy to clean you up. "w-wait sunghoon" you gasped out, "I'm almost done love" he reassured you, he was right. He had fully cleaned you up and laid down beside you, holding you softly. placing kisses on your face, both of you falling asleep

Friday 10:13 am

yeah. His back does look hot with a bunch of scratch marks. "does your back hurt?" You asked, embarrassed from how many there are. "nah, even if it did I think it would be worth it" he smiled as he poured coffee for you, kissing your forehead and placing a arm around your waist. maybe Jake was right, after all his advice did get sunghoon here.

[dqrkoholic]

"If you win, you can do whatever you want to me." - Park Sunghoon

WARNING: smut MDNI !!! Jealous biker bf!Sunghoon x fem!reader, cursing, oral (giving and receiving), face-fucking, fingering, scratching, making out. Tell me if there's more!

SUMMARY: Having a racer boyfriend wasn't always sunshine and butterflies, especially when he had enemies. And when one night, attending the nth race of the week, no one expected Sunghoon's enemy to arrive and challenge him to a betting race, you being one of the bet. And when Sunghoon agreed to it all, you couldn't believe him, but it didn't stop you from giving him the best motivation for the race - him doing whatever he wants to you for the night if he does win.

A/N: HELLAUR! i know i haven't posted at all in a very long time, and I'm very sorry, but I'll try and post every time I'm free. With all that said, remember English isn't my first language, and I'm sorry if there are any mistakes or typos! Hope you enjoy <3

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The sound of loud roaring of motors filled your ears, and the whole street where bikers were all scattered around while more were arriving.

It was some minutes after midnight, and you and your racer boyfriend were attending another race for the 3rd time this week. Your boyfriend was a racer, and he was the well-known Park Sunghoon. Everybody knew his name. It was no secret that everybody was afraid of him and that nobody could've beat him at his own game, and you were lucky enough to date him.

You didn't know how it happened since the two of you were quite the opposite, and a lot of girls were up his ass that matched his style, yet he still chose you. You, because you weren't like them and you were something else, as he says.

You were dragged by Mia to one of these races because she wanted to support her boyfriend Heeseung, who was surprisingly in Sunghoon's team. Her bringing you along resulted in you awkwardly bumping into Sunghoon, who was mesmerized by you the moment his eyes landed on your face and body. You wearing he tightest skirt that day and the way your shy voice let out the most softest 'sorry' really made him feel blood rushing down his dick, making it painfully hard and making it hard for him to forget you.

And now here you were, at his, actually fun bike races. His hand around your bare waist as he leads you through the crowd of people before you both end up in the area where the bikers are with their teams, all of them greeting Sunghoon as he passes by them.

You both approach his team. Your team also, as you are now one of them. Never being left out at any hangouts and always by Sunghoon's side. You got along with every single one of them, which made it even better for you to fit in and make Sunghoon very happy.

"Hey Park!" Jay smiled as he dabbed up Sunghoon. Sunghoon returning the smile as they side hugged. "Hey, pretty girl!" Jay smiled at you as you playfully rolled your eyes. Hoon didn't get mad on the other hand since it's a small joke in the group. It was no secret that Sunghoon was jealous and possessive of you, a lot, but he did not mind this interaction whatsoever.

"Aye, Hoon, watch your girl! Mr. steal yo girl is on the loose." Jake said as he greeted both of you and Sunghoon. You all laughed, and Sunghoon got pulled by the guys on the side as Mia pulled you next to her. Being Heeseung's girlfriend, she was almost always here as you.

"Those punks, I swear to god!" She rolled her eyes at the group as you both laughed. "Is Hee racing today?" You asked her as she handed you an energy drink. "Mhm. He's right after Sunghoon. He's going first, did you know?"  "Who? Hoon? No!" Your eyes widened at her words. "Yes... I thought he told you." She looked at you as you shook your head, looking over to where Sunghoon was standing and almost immediately catching his eyes staring into yours, smirking as he looked at you up and down, eating you up. You felt as if your legs were almost gonna give up on you, like all the time he's looked at you like that.

After a while of talking, the guys approached you and Mia as Heeseung pulled Mia aside, and Sunghoon caged his arms around your waist, pulling you towards him in the process. "Are you trying to kill me in that skirt, hm?" He asked, more like, whispered against your neck, his face nuzzled in it. Maybe wearing a pink checkered skirt and some high knee socks, topping it with an off shoulder white top and Sunghoon's black ass leather jacket wasn't a bad idea.

You giggled as your hands travel to his platinum long locks, softly pushing it back before placing at the nape of his neck. "No, but I'm only wearing it for you, so..." He moved his head from your neck and looked at you with dark, lust-filled eyes.

And before he can open his mouth, both your attention was was in the direction of where a loud motor noise was coming from. 

Shit, shit, shit, SHIT! Just amazing!

It was Sunghoon's biggest rival and his stupid little group full of pussies. They just had to ruin Sunghoon's mood on fun races like it was a daily routine for them. You call it obsession. Who wouldn't be obsessed with your boyfriend?

Sunghoon groans, rolling his eyes and straightening his posture, his hands still around you, holding you close. "Don't pay attention to them!" His voice louder, making sure the group hears him and not cause a scene, minded their own business, but sadly that cut short as Nicholas approached with a shit grin on his face.

Sunghoon lets out a breath of anger and turns to look at him, standing in front of you and pushing you behind him. "Came to get your ass beaten again?" Sunghoon says cockily, mentioning the last time they raced against each other.

Nicholas lost and got the beating of his life from Sunghoon because he side eyed you before even starting the race.

Nicholas chuckles and gives Sunghoon a dirty look before looking over his shoulder and right at you. "Don't be so confident about tonight Park, I'll make sure you get what i got last time." He replies, which only fumes up Sunghoon more. "Your eyes, Nicholas, you want them gone?' Sunghoon asks as he steps closer to him. Nicholas' laugh doesn't make Sunghoon any less mad as it also makes all of the people around want to take turns beating his ass.

"How about this? You win, you get whatever you want from me, and you won't see me again." He says, and Sunghoon doesn't react, just listens to him and waits for him to continue. "Now if I win..." He trails off, and his eyes once again trail back to you. "I get her." And that's when everyone thought Sunghoon would knock him out, but he doesn't react, making you furrow my eyebrows in confusion. "And her too." K says behind Nicholas as he points to Mia, who is standing next to a furious Heeseung. "I'll end you fucker!" Heeseung yells from behind and pulls Mia closer.

"Deal."

"Hoon, what the fu -" Heeseung yells once 6 as Sunghoon raises his hand for him to shut up, he does. You couldn't believe your ears, lowly whispering a 'what'. What is he thinking?

Nicholas smirks and moves back to his bike, leaving you furious. The group and you turn to face Sunghoon, who hasn't moved an inch from where he stood.

"SUNGHOON WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?" You turn him around as you start hitting his hard chest before he grabs both of your wrists and stops your movements. "I won't give you away easily, love. Do you think I'll let you in his dirty hands? And my best friend's girlfriend too?" You shake my head, looking into his dark orbs. Suddenly, an idea popped up in your head, and a sudden feeling of boldness washed over you.

"Well then, if you win, you can do whatever you want to me tonight." The sudden boldness vanished as the words leave your mouth. Sunghoon grabs your hips, slamming them against his, grabbing a fist full of your ass, whispering a low "Fuck." And you only smile up at him. "Go." You say and he kisses you deeply before going over to his bike. Heeseung and Mia appear besides you and all of you watch the scene in front unfold.

After a small stare down between Nicholas and Sunghoon, both of them put their helmets on as they start their engines, and the loud place become louder with the sound of their engines roaring and roaring.

"I want her to give us the sign to start." Nicholas points to you, and you've had enough of his bullshit. Grabbing the flag from the girl's hands and stepping in the middle of both of them, you slowly raise your hand. You send a flying kiss to Sunghoon. And finally, you lower the flag. Both of them had sped off behind you before your hand lowered fully, cheers starting to go off. Quickly returning to where you stood before, your eyes were only on Sunghoon and his bike as he speeded off even more, a little far back from Nicholas. You curse under your breath, feeling tears build up in your eyes.

He won't let you go just like that, Y/n, it's okay. - You thought to yourself feeling Mia hugging you, your eyes still on the racers that were now with the same speed and next to each other. Your whole body was shaking as Sunghoon sped up even more than before. The roaring was probably heard through the whole city. You all would be lucky if police won't show up after this.

Cheers were getting louder and louder as they were halfway done with the race, Sunghoon leading, relaxing you and the whole group, knowing nothing could go wrong.

Or could it?

Before you know it, Nicholas played dirty as he hit Sunghoon's bike, and Sunghoon completely lost control. "SUNGHOON!" You scream, looking at your boyfriend struggling to stop his bike from falling and losing control, watching him swerving left and right. Tires were leaving black marks on the street behind him.

"GOD, NO, NO, NO! PLEASE, SUNGHOON!" "SHIT, SOMEBODY, STOP HIM THAT'S AGAINST THE RULES!" Heeseung yells as he rushes to the heads of these races to try and make them realize the situation.

Everything felt as if it was in slow motion. All watching Sunghoon finally lose control, and you closed your eyes to not see your boyfriend fall. Everything you've feared from was literally happening now, and you felt dizzy, ready to lose control over yourself and run to him.

Hearing Mia scream beside you, you knew he fell, but as you hear her starting to cheer right after, it made you open your eyes, seeing your boyfriend back on track and completely fine.

Your soul fell back into place as you started chanting his name. Sure, Nicholas was so close to winning, but you still had hope in your boyfriend. You always did. And before Nicholas could even get to the finish line, Sunghoon grabbed his pocket knife, throwing it perfectly at the back of Nicholas' tire, making him lose control now. And with a small hit of Sunghoon's bike, Nicholas fell as Sunghoon passed the finish line.

The whole crowd burst into cheers as you ran to him while he took his helmet off, jumping into his arms as he spun you around happily.

"I KNEW YOU'D WIN!" You kissed him as he held you tightly against himself, his hand under your plush thighs, squeezing them. "God, i love you so much." He says before setting you on the back of his bike, kissing your forehead before walking to the guys , quickly discussing something with them and returns with a smirk on his face.

You see Heeseung sit Mia at the back of his bike before him and the rest take Nicholas and K in the small forest, and you knew what was gonna happen next. Sunghoon fastly drove to his place, parking the bike, however, in his garage. He picks you up in his arms again, hands under your thighs and his lips on yours. His lips never left yours as he unlocked his door, and you both traveled around his house. You being pushed against every wall he could've pushed you against and soon after, finally, you reached his huge room, and he sets you down on the bed gently. 

"You're mine, only mine." He growls, his lips ghosting over yours, teasing you. You whine and try to bring him back into the kiss by pulling him down by his neck, but he didn't even budge. "Say it, love, come on." He whispers.

You gulp and let out a whine as you feel his finger trail up your leg down your thighs and finally on the wet material of your soaked panties. "Yours, sir, I'm all yours. No one else's,  just yours." And with that, his lips capture yours in a more hungry kiss, his hands finally undressing you aggressively, only leaving your knee high socks on.

Moans leave your mouth and into his as he teases your bud before pinching it, earning a squeal from you. "That's it, let out those sounds, Just for me." His deep voice sent shivers down your spine as your body was squirming under his much bigger and buffer one. "Stop fucking moving before i tie you up, doll." He says with a soft but scary tone, making you even wetter than you already were.

His finger slowly moved from your clit through your slit gathering as much slick before the tips of his fingers started teasing your entrance, driving you absolutely crazy.

Want him even more now. You bucked your hips up and let out the most angelic whimpers and moans. "This pussy is mine. Only I can fuck it, understood?" His other hand travels up to your throat pressing around it, cutting the air ways, arousing you even more.

Letting out a gasp, escape past your lips as his two fingers entered you, moving at a fast pace, not even letting you adjust to it but didn't complain. Who were you to complain about the pleasure he was sending through your whole body? You couldn't even form any kind of words, too lost in the pleasure that was now building up an orgasm, feeling your stomach tighten. "Fucking hell you're dripping baby, shit." His eyes were where his fingers were being swallowed by your pussy. And the more he lowered himself against you, you could feel his bulge grow more and more.

You smirked and brought your knee to rub against it, pressing onto it, earning moans and groans from him. His eyes dart to your face and his hand tightening around your throat. "Oh, you're teasing, huh?" He asks cockily and takes his fingers out, leaving you a whiny mess under him.

"You wanna play? I'll play too." His deep voice could've made you cum right then and there. He sits you up on your knees as he gets off the bed and unbuckles his pants throwing them away before grabbing your hair. His other hand was busy stroking his length, bringing it to your lips after. "Wanna get out of a hard punishment, doll?" You nod your head as you know that there was no staisfaction whatsoever in his punishments.

You don't take your eyes off his length in front of you, and his hold on your hair tightened more, making you look up at him. "Then stay still for me, okay doll?" He asks, and you let out a whiny 'yes' before opening your mouth for him, inviting him in.

He hisses as his length felt the warmness of your mouth and before you could do anything, he started abusing your throat, fucking your face the way he wanted.

You, on the other hand, gaged and had tears dripping down your cheeks together with spit from the sides of your mouth, too.

Sunghoon didn't hold back with being vocal this time. He wanted you to know how much of a good girl you are for him, and so he was letting out the most heavenly sounds, feeling himself getting closer and closer to his high. "F-fuck, doll, you make me feel so good. You're doing so good, my good girl." He moans out before you feel your throat being filled with his warm load. After a few more thrusts from him. He pulls out, and you swallow his load, sticking out your tongue to him. "Atta girl, that's it." He strokes your cheek and wipes the dried tears on it as he leans down and kisses you, tasting nothing but spit and himself. 

Not pulling away from your lips, he lays you down on the bed again, letting his hands pull your knees apart and he starts trailing his kisses lower and lower on your body before finally landing a kiss on your bud.

You moan out as you feel his tongue playing with your hole, letting your hand grab his hair hard. His tongue is doing wonders on you, eating you out like a starved animal. But before you could come, he pulled away with a smirk.

His lips and nose covered with you essence when you looked up at him, making your cheeks heat up at the sight. "Sir, i wanna come, please!" You whimper, and he only chuckles, finding it amusing, bringing you in yet another kiss. You kiss back as a small make-out session starts, his hands roaming your body, your hands now on his back, under his shirt. He shortly pulls away to pull his shirt over his head before throwing it somewhere on the floor and returning to the messy kiss. Your nails softly scratching his now bare back.

You feel the tip of his dick touching your now sensitive pussy, rubbing himself against it, as you whine into his mouth from the friction between the both of you, your hips snapping up to get more friction, which was not enough for you. "So fucking desperate, my desperate doll, you'll get what you want right now." He says and strokes himself before entering you slowly, inch by inch, stretching you out perfectly as both of you let out a moan at the feeling. "Damn baby you're so tight. Don't i fuck you enough, hm?" He laughs as he knows that he always finds a way to fuck not matter what. His laugh was cut short from a groan ripping through his throat as he entered you fully, his whole cock inside your gummy walls, you could practically feel every vein inside of you.

You moan at his words before he speeds up his thrusts, pounding into you. The bed creaks with every harsh thrust of his as you roll your eyes back and tears slowly fall down from how good he was doing you right now. Maybe you should make him more jealous, and this time, you didn't even try. You gotta thank Nicholas for this.

His thrust only sped up, and your moans and his groans increase as both your highs approach. Sunghoon knew you were close once he felt you tighten around him, driving him over the edge and he brought his hands to your belly before pressing down onto it, applying more pressure, doubling the pleasure for the both of you. "Oh, oh, f-fuck sir, please!" You didn't know what you were saying anymore, only focused on the way his cock was hitting your sweet spot perfectly, making you drool. The feeling in your stomach was only building up with every harsh thrust of his.

"Dolly wants to cum? Then do it baby, make a mess on me, c'mon." His lips were marking your neck as his thrust started being sloppy, finding it hard to keep up his pace but he managed so, wanting to breed you as fast as he could.

"Fuck! I'm gonna fucking breed you so good, the only thing you'll feel is my cum oozing out of you, ah~" You only moaned at his words, wanting him to do it. "Say it, doll or i won't fucking continue," He slapped your thigh harshly, bringing you back from your thoughts. "Ngh~, please, sir, come in me, please!" And that's when the both of you came together, moaning and holding each other through the high. You coming around him as Sunghoon came inside of you, painting your walls white. The feeling of his cum filling you up only brought more pleasure to you, realizing you liked the idea of being breed by Sunghoon.

He slowly pulled out and before he laid next to you, he made sure to gather his cum that spilled from inside you and push it in again, saying 'We don't wanna waste it, now do we baby?'

You giggled as he finally laid next to you, scooping you in his arms. You were feeling like you were floating. This was probably one of the best sex you've had.

"You did so good, baby, my good girl." His words brought you back to reality as you smiled up at him and kissed him. You wanted it to be nothing but a small, innocent kiss, but Sunghoon, on the other hand, had other plans as he deepened the kiss, pulling you on top of him, straddling him.

"Ride me?"

[pshcomforts]

➳ love lee | psh.

idol!sunghoon x fem!reader

“so lovely day, so lovely”

synopsis: you and your idol boyfriend, sunghoon decide to do the tiktok dance challenge — ‘love lee’

warnings/content: written in third pov. cursing. not proofread. fluff! reader’s a little mean but sunghoon likes it (lol). hoon is down bad <3

comments, likes, and reposts are appreciated :)

word count: 1.1k

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current song playing: love lee by akmu

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the day dawned on coming to high noon. y/n and sunghoon comfortably laid against each other while mindlessly on their phones.

“hey hoon?” she called to him.

“hm?”

“let’s do this dance,” she sheepishly said. the girl shoved her phone to his face with a shy grin.

“this dance?”

hoon moved the phone away with an eyebrow raise. “didnt sunoo do this dance?” he snorted.

y/n rolled her eyes with a soft smile forming afterward. “yes… but i want to see you do it too!”

“so you want me to do the dance, or you want to dance to it together?”

his lips curled into a sweet smile as he watched his girlfriend get flustered.

“either one…”

“let’s do the dance together, gorgeous.”

y/n snickered in laughs as a response while smacking the boy multiple times.

“whatever loser, let’s just learn it together.”

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minutes passed by within seconds and the furthest they have gotten were seven drafts saved.

“hoon, you’re doing that wrong!”

“no i’m not, you are!” he teased.

sunghoon’s loud laugh boomed throughout the apartment as he enjoyed watching her get slowly frustrated.

“park sunghoon! you always do good in your tiktoks, why aren’t you getting this?”

“clearly, you’ve never seen the behind the scenes of my tiktoks; and plus, are you really telling your idol boyfriend how to dance properly?”

he cracked a smile while watching her roll her eyes, half playfully and half out of irritation.

“you know, for someone who’s an idol, the way you still struggle on some parts is a bit disappointing.” y/n teased back with a sneer.

hoon huffed out a laugh while saying, “come on, don’t be like that, gorgeous.”

she couldn’t help but feel her lips automatically turning into a smile from the nickname. she sent a soft smack to his arm while telling him to just retry again.

and so they did.

but in all honesty, he was purposefully messing up just to be a teasing ass to his girlfriend. he enjoyed doing tiktok videos with her; watching her become serious over something so small was a euphoric feeling to his heart.

“hoon…,” she said in a threatening tone. her head slowly turned to the boy who was holding back a smile. “stop messing up!”

y/n sent a hand flying to his arm again, but he pushed it away. “hey, i’m just trying to give you video drafts so you can look back at them when you miss me!” he defended with a wide beam.

“you’re so annoying loser!” she screamed back in the same energy. her grin became just as wide as his as their giggles mixed together in the living room.

“okay, okay! one more y/n, i swear it’ll be good this time.”

the sound blasted through the room again after the last eight attempts. y/n and her smitten boy subtly admired each other through the phone camera as they danced together.

✩ ‘spell L-O-V-E-L-E-E’ ✩

within seconds before the video ended, the handsome boy quickly moved in to plant a kiss on his girlfriend’s cheeks. the recording came to a stop as soon as her face lit up in shock.

hoon licked his lips before huffing out howls of laughter. his eyes sewed shut while he grabbed his stomach to sustain the pain welling inside. “y..your reaction,” he wheezed out whilst giving a bright smile.

y/n stood there in shock for a second. it was just a kiss on the cheek but it was still very sudden.

“hoon!!” she yelled, groaning out slightly annoyed sighs. many smacks on the arms were sent to him as he just continued to laugh it out.

“okay! okay! i’m sorry!” he responded, trying to get her back in his arms.

she pushed the boy away — “nuh uh! that’s enough for today!”

he huffed out more laughter as his fangs went out on display. “let’s rewatch that,” he suggested with an eye smile.

“no!”

“oh come on!”

“hoon, i’m serious! why do you have to be like this..” y/n said, letting an annoyed expression show her tone.

“okay finee, i’m sorry” said the boy who was still giggling. his arms flailed around her body to engulf her into a hug. “i’m sorry, like actually.”

he sent pouty lips to his girlfriend, causing a grossed out groan to be heard from her. “how are you so cute and yet so ugly and annoying at the same time??”

sunghoon chuckled out his laughs before placing a kiss on her cheek. “maybe because i’m your boyfriend?”

“yeah that’s what you think.”

his head whipped to her — “am i not your boyfriend?”

“i don’t know hoon, are you??” she challenged, a mischievous grin forming on her face.

he quickly ruffled her hair before nodding with a slightly disgusted look. “fine fine, be petty like that. i know you’re my girlfriend anyway.”

“who said i was?”

the small teasings got to the male as his hands placed itself on y/n’s chin to grab her attention, and placing a peck on the lips. her eyes slightly widened.

“did you really just kiss me because of that?”

“yeah, want me to do it again?” he teased with a smile. his head swooped in to place a longer kiss on her lips, only for her to dodge the kiss with a head turn.

“Y/N!”

“NOPE!”

she ran to their shared bedroom, jumping onto the bed for sunghoon to jump on as well. his eyes lingered on hers as he gently smiled.

“you got nowhere to go now.” he broke out, eyebrows raising in satisfaction.

“you’re right..” y/n said in defeat.

her hands instantly went to his stomach, leaving tickling touches around his body as he squirmed around.

“AH!” he yelled, back now laying on the bed as he screeched out another cry for help — “Y/N!”

the girl laughed to herself in amusement, watching him fall apart with just tickles. “this is what you get for ruining my videos!” she grinned ear to ear as her hands still went around his body.

a few more minutes passed and they were still quietly giggling with each other. y/n stopped her tickles once she figured hoon received enough.

they were cuddled up in each other’s arms as his hands played around her nails, leaving nonexistent scratches as she was comfortably settled with him.

“wanna go make dinner?”

“in a bit, i’m comfortable.”

he chuckled at her response before pulling her in closer.

they stayed in the same position for a few minutes longer, ultimately deciding on going into the kitchen to finally make dinner.

the night ended with the two finishing dinner, and then in warm hugs on the couch for a late night movie — both falling asleep to the sound of the film playing before humming in contentment.

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[boydepartment]

Hii. So can you write sim for Hoon where like him and reader are ice skating partners and aren’t really the biggest fans of eachother but they end up kissing once or twice but reader tries to go back to how they were before but SH wasn’t having it. IDK💀 Idek if you write this kinda stuff

stfu - park sunghoon x reader (skating au)

a/n: i have never ice skated in a professional way in my life nor done competitive sport anything. SO IM GONNA TRY MY BEST! :3 also! i am totally okay with writing stuff w smooching :) i just wont write smut so you’re all good anon i pinky promise

warnings- annoyances to lovers, bickering, i wouldn’t really call it angst, kissing obviously lolz kinda open ended and i am open minded to doing a pt 2 this time

wc- 400-500

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park sunghoon was annoying.

and hot, but mainly annoying. when you found out you had to work with him because your managers wanted a collaboration between the both of you, both you and mr. annoyingly hot were not pleased with the information.

obviously you were both in competitive skating and anything and every opportunity was a competition

it was weird though having to work on this competition together as a team.

you sat down on the bench after a somewhat successful practice with him. he really was professional on the rink. you took a swig of water.

“you need to practice landing more. you almost fell, i saw your leg shake.” sunghoon sat next to you.

your eye twitched and you went to stand up with your bag, “you’re not my trainer or manager.”

“yeah but like it or not i’m your partner right now.” sunghoon looked up at you, you looked down at him, “the last thing i want is for you to fuck this up for the both of us. because i know im not going to mess it up.” he stood up and placed his hand on your shoulder, “so please take-“

you slapped it away and kept glaring at him, “i’ll see you tomorrow.”

that’s how your interactions went for almost every practice, he would nitpick you, you’d bite back, he’d be snarky, and you’d both go home.

that was your relationship. until one practice where things got a WHOLE lot more complicated.

you were waiting outside to get picked up after practice, it was a warmer spring day and you were enjoying the balance between the cold of the rink, and the warmer night air.

“do you need a ride?”

you looked over and saw sunghoon, “i have someone picking me up.” your phone buzzed and your ride was apologizing profusely, cancelling on you.

“looks like you don’t anymore. did you annoy them that bad?” sunghoon asked looking over your shoulder.

“fuck off, sunghoon.” you turned your heel preparing to go wait for the bus but he softly grabbed your bag.

“i’ll give you a ride home.” his voice was stern.

“okay why?” you flipped around, you weren’t impressed by this gentlemanly act.

sunghoon looked at you, “it’s nighttime and you’re walking to the sketchy ass bus stop by yourself. let alone riding the bus by yourself. it’s late.”

you looked at him, “okay and you don’t think i could handle myself?”

“walking alone and taking a sketchy bus is dangerous for anyone. plus if someone wanted to kidnap you they’d let you go in 5 minutes tops because you yap too much.” he said simply, turning around to start walking. you followed him angrily.

“i don’t yap! you’re fucking ridiculous! you talk more than i do!”

“no i don’t. you asked for an explanation i gave you one.”

your shoes were loud on the concrete and it made sunghoon laugh slightly.

“you’re so fucking annoying! i can handle myself!” you don’t know why but you were following him to his car, he was right about the bus and you already had bad experiences. but lying was better than admitting he was right.

“mhm.” sunghoon hummed and unlocked his car, walking to the passengers side to presumably open the door for you.

“i can open the door myself! i’m perfectly capable of-“

you were cut off by him pinning you to the car by your waist. your breath hitched.

“perfectly capable of what?” he asked, his eyebrow perked up ever so slightly.

you went to speak but he beat you to it, “i easily just pinned you to the car, and you can’t do anything about it. what makes you think i’d let you walk home or take the bus alone?”

you felt yourself not being able to talk, looking at him with wide eyes, your heartbeat on fast forward.

“like i said a few weeks ago, whether you like it or not, you’re my skating partner right now and i’m not letting you be reckless because you’re too fucking stubborn to think about anyone but your burning hatred for me.” his grip tightened slightly before loosening.

“who said i hated you? and who said i think about you?” your spark of annoyance came back.

he chuckled and looked away, his side profile and laugh making your knees buckle ever so slightly, “no one has to tell me for me to just know y/n.”

sunghoon looked back at you and leaned down to your level, “no one has to tell me for me to know that i drive you fucking crazy on and off the rink.”

your whole face contorted in anger and you placed your hand on his collar before he leaned in more to crash his lips into yours.

all you remember is how your hands felt in his hair and the feeling of his hands sneaking under the bottom of your shirt to softly touch your bare waist.

after that night, right after practice you would already have an uber waiting for you. you wouldn’t run into him. you’d avoid him after work hours. and act professional on the rink.

after the practice the night before the competition you walked to the bathroom. you wanted to take a breather and wash your hands. when you looked up in the mirror you saw sunghoon standing against the stalls.

“what the fuck are you doing in here? this is the girls bathroom!”

“rinks closed. closed practice remember?”

you turned around and leaned on the sink, “so you waited for me in here like a fucking creep?”

“you’ve been avoiding me, why? that’s not very good chemistry for the competition…” he shook his head disapprovingly and walked toward you.

“so you only kissed me to focus on that? work?” you scoffed and looked away, “very typical of you sunghoon.”

he pulled you closer to him just like he did that night, “no. you’re not just some business partner to me. obviously i like you and i refuse to sit back and not let you at least be aware of that.”

“you what…?” you breathed out.

sunghoon chuckled again before leaning down to you, his lips so close to touching yours, “do i need to repeat myself? i like you. cancel your stupid uber and i will give you a ride home.”

he pulled away from you and started walking out of the bathroom, “we’re going out to get food too. hope you like western food.”

“o-okay…” you mumbled touching your lips before he fully walked out.

what the fuck was going on?

[yangkitties]

bros before hoes ✰ chapter 16: practice makes perfect

wc: 1.5k

The squeaking of your sneakers on the pristine wood floors harmonise with the music blasting from the speakers, wrapping around you in a protective bubble. Beads of sweat inch down your neck, your breath fogging up your glasses. 

You pant heavily as you strike your ending pose, music fading away in the background. Giving yourself a moment of peace, you quickly drank your water before checking the practice video. 

You frowned at the result, not completely pleased with how your solo performance looked. With a week left, you knew you could do better than what you were doing right now. 

Even if everyone said the performance was fine, you know it could be better. There’s always room for improvement. 

You start the music again, scurrying to your beginning position. The music begins, and you feel it take over you. 

Your body moves as if it’s on autopilot, being stirred by muscle memory alone. But it isn’t. You’re controlling each and every expression, every muscle and limb. You observe your face on the mirror, focusing on the finer details as the song continues. 

You look in the mirror once more as you finish the dance, slightly pleased with how some parts of the performance turned out this time. 

There is an eerie silence as you try to catch your breath, the room empty, except for the the sounds of your haggard breathing. And clapping. 

You shriek in fear as you turn towards the door. It was nearly 11pm, the company should be empty. 

You were not expecting to see Sunghoon at the door, face slack with shock. 

‘Sunghoon?? What the hell are you doing here?’ You yelped out, heart dropping to your feet in terror. ‘It’s so bloody late Hoon, you shouldn’t be here!’ 

‘If it’s so late, you shouldn’t be here either, no?’ He grins at you, cheeky smile covering his face. You roll your eyes in response, making your way to the couch in back. ‘To answer your question though, I'm here for my hoodie. I left it here when we were practicing earlier.’ He walks up to the couch, grabbing the hoodie hanging onto the armrest. 

‘That’s yours? I was wondering whose it was when I came in…’ Your thoughts trailed off, exhaustion settling into your bones. 

You close your eyes for a moment, taking in steady breaths. The couch dips beside you as Sunghoon sits, almost as if he was waiting for you. 

Just as you were about to say something, your stomach grumbled, loud and clear in the crystalline silence of the night. Your eyes shoot open, hands tightly wrapped around your stomach. 

A single beat of silence passes between you, as Sunghoon stared at you incredulously. He bursts out in laughter, howling at the expression on your face. Your head hits the back of the couch, groaning in embarrassment. 

‘God, I’m so sorry for laughing… on a more serious note, when did you last eat Y/n?’ You can see Sunghoon’s fingers wiping tears out of the corners of his eyes, his face relaxing into a more sincere expression. You can’t help but admire how charming he looks, his sharp features pressed into a concerned face. 

Shrugging at his question, you think back to when you last ate. ‘Maybe a couple hours ago? I don’t know, I think Channie hyung brought croissants for us at around 6…’ You try to recollect, only remembering the last group practice. 

‘Y/n how long have you been practicing for…’ Guilt immediately washes over your face, knowing that you overdid yourself. Sunghoon notices how you deflate, immediately brushing his question off. 

‘Never mind, I know you’ve probably been working your ass off. Let’s go get some ramen.’ He swiftly gets up, waiting for you to do the same. 

‘Sunghoon you don’t have to, it’s super late…’ You bite your lip in guilt, slowly making your way towards him. He shakes his head, soft brown hair bouncing with each movement. 

‘Okay but I want to, yeah? So just come on.’ He smiles at you, and you can’t help but insanity give in, his puppy eyes making your heart melt. 

You quickly gather your things and join him at the elevator. 

Sunghoon begins to tell you about his day, going off about something Riki did earlier. You can’t help but zone out completely, enamoured by the way he looked. 

The moonlight bounces off his hair, illuminating it with a gentle glow. His face distorts into animated expressions, eyes widening and narrowing, eyebrows following through. You want to cup his face, brush your thumbs along his eyebrows, maybe even kiss him. A dopey smile covers your face as you absentmindedly listen to him, nodding along to whatever he says. 

‘Whatever, we’re here anyways!’ Sunghoon opens the door for you, guiding you in with his hand on your back. You smile up at him in thanks. 

Before you could say anything, Sunghoon is steering you towards one of the seats. ‘Just sit here and rest, I’ll get everything.’ You barely process his words before he’s taking off, tall figure disappearing amongst the aisles. 

He’s back before you know it, tray in hand. He hands you the food before sitting beside you. ‘Thank you for this, Sunghoon.’ 

He smiles at you, digging into his own food. You join him happily, hunger gnawing away at your stomach. You eat in silence, practically inhaling the food. 

Finishing up quietly, you reach out for your wallet. ‘Don’t even think about paying me back.’ Sunghoon raises a finger in warning. 

‘How did you even know I was going to pay you back, huh? What if I wanted to buy something for myself?’ You pouted. You didn’t even know how he saw you. He raised his eyebrow at you, eyes burning a hole into your head. You roll your eyes in defeat, huffing to yourself. 

‘I was being serious though, let me at least buy you something.’ You give him a pointed look. 

‘Okay, but you can only pay me back with one item-’ Sunghoon starts, only to be interrupted by you. 

‘Your favourite coffee jelly? Tiramisu flavoured, right?’ You asked, leaping out of the chair. Sunghoon’s mouth forms a perfect ‘o’, shock covering his features. ‘How’d you know?’ 

‘I have my secrets.’ You rushed towards the candy aisle, looking for said jelly. Sunghoon didn’t need to know that you stalked his fan pages regularly, consuming every media that included his presence, even if it was for just a second. 

You found the jelly towards the top of the shelf, hidden behind a couple of items. You frowned at the height, trying you best to stretch your hand as much as you could. You even tried jumping and grabbing, only to fail miserably. 

You’re on your tiptoes now, one hand on the shelf for grip, and the other outstretched. You’re about to give up and just climb the shelves when you hear Sunghoon’s voice. 

‘What the hell are you trying to do? You’re going to break something!’ He walks up behind you, stretching over you to get the packet of jelly. In one swift motion, he grabs a packet and moves away. 

‘There you go.’ He hands you the packet, mockingly patting your head. You swatted his hand away, sticking your tongue out at him. ‘This isn’t enough, get one more packet!’ You whined. 

‘One’s enough!’ Sunghoon retorts. ‘Okay but I’m the one buying it for you? Get one more packet.’ You demand, poking his shoulder. 

‘I’m the one your buying it for! I don’t need two packets!’ Folding his arms, Sunghoon refuses. 

‘Okay then, don’t complain about Riki eating all your jellies then.’ You feel your back against the shelves, Sunghoon snatching another packet before coming down to face you. 

‘I’d rather die than have Riki eat all my jellies again.’ Sunghoon whispers in the most ominous voice. You burst out laughing, shaking your head at his antics. 

‘C’mon, let’s go.’ Your fingers wrap around his wrist, dragging him along to the cash register. 

Sunghoon’s wrist burns at the contact, entire face turning a deep shade of crimson. He misses your touch when you let go to pay. 

‘Okay, let’s go!’ Sunghoon claps his hands. ‘Hoon, I can walk back to the dorms on my own!’ You stop him before he moves any further. 

‘Are you out of your mind? I am NOT letting you go alone. Now stop being stupid.’ He links his arm with yours, forcing you to walk beside him. 

The walk back to the dorms is relatively quiet, Sunghoon humming the occasional tune. You reach the dorms in no time. 

You hesitantly detach your arm from his, instantly missing his warmth. ‘This is it then…’ 

‘Mhm, get inside safely! Try not to wake anyone up, yeah?’ Sunghoon teases you, ruffling your hair. ‘Goodnight Ynnie, sleep well!’ He hugs you quickly, chest pressed flush against his for a quick moment. 

All the air in your lungs stills, mind reeling at the contact. ‘Thanks for the jelly!’ Sunghoon’s walking backwards now, waving goodbye. 

Your hand feel like jelly as you attempt to wave back to him. ‘Bye…’ Whispering more to yourself than him. 

You slightly lean against the gate, the cool metal against your cheek forcing you back to reality. 

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synopsis > with the help of fukutomi tsuki, park y/n finally gains the courage to face their long time crush, the one and only, park sunghoon. park sunghoon thinks it's love at first sight when he sees her. paired up as the new mcs of music bank, shenanigans ensue when y/n learns about sunghoon's crush...

note: back on that ynhoon grind how we feeling ! anyways, pleek vote sujung on mnet+ i beg

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that’s how you get the girl - nishimura riki

07. what a dumb kid

warnings swearing ?!! also typos as always , Riki’s a pain in jake’s ass | ems note time is fake!! i’m so so so so sorry it took me over a month to get this out 🙏 pls forgive me but also JAKE POV !!!!! | materlist | last part next part |

After sending a text to Jake, Riki finally got out of his bed, and decided to start his day. Normally he would be spending his Saturday morning with yn talking about some show she watched that week but ever since he figured out yn has a crush on one of their friends he hasn’t seen her, no, he hasn’t talked to her which is strange since they have the same homeroom. 

“So I was thinking we could do this tik tok dance.” Jake said, handing his phone over to riki, who enthusiastically watched, and then immediately started doing the dance in the middle of the sidewalk which caused Jake and the old lady walking her dog to look and chuckle at the dancing boy. 

‘’Ok but i get to be in the front!’’ Riki said, turning to Jake, who he thought would have a bigger reaction to his request. 

‘’Whatever man, oh which one do you want to go to?’’ Jake said, stopping in front of two different coffee shops that are connected to each other. 

‘’I don't care, it's probably the same coffee either way!’’ Riki said, looking back to Jake's phone to study the dance one more time. Jake on the other hand walked back and forth between the two different cafes looking at the little specialty drink boards at both of the entrances. 

‘’Lets go here, They have a drink that's just called ‘blue’ and i need to do what it tastes like!’’ Jake said as he watched Riki walk towards him, standing in front of the window the kid finally looked up.

‘’Holy Shit!’’ riki said his eyes landed on yn and Sunghoon smiling and laughing, looking real buddy-buddy with each other. 

‘’Dude what?’’ Jake asked, looking from rikis face to the window where he saw two of his friends sitting looking dumbfounded. ‘’Oh it's yn!’’ Jake replied to himself as he started to wave to Sunghoon and yn in the window. 

‘’Yn and Sunghoon.’’ Riki just keeps repeating over and over again until Jake decides it would be for the best for Riki and probably himself if they leave this area for a while. 

‘’Dude what is wrong with you ?’’

‘’Yn and Sunghoon..’’

‘’Yes as you've said before it’s yn and hoon so what.’’

‘’Yn likes him.’’

‘’WHAT? Why do you think that.’’ Jake said in pure shock, he knows riki can be overdramatic. He just didn’t know to what extent “yn does not like Sunghoon, you’re so stupid dude.”

‘’She 100% does, she's with him right now!’’ riki said too loud, he practically yelled. Jake had never seen his friend like this, he didn't even know what emotion riki was feeling, until he looked down to the kids hand and saw his poor phone getting suffocated by riki's death grip. 

‘’Chill out ki! And give me my phone before you break it’’

The two boys never got coffee, after riki gave the poor phone back to jake both of them decided they should just head home. Jake felt like he needed to get down to the bottom of why Riki blew up at him, and he knew the exact person to ask.

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My Demon (2023)

Genre: Fantasy, Romance, Comedy

Synopsis: Do Do-hee was adopted into a rich family by the matriarch, Joo Cheon-sook. The rest of the family, however, despises Do-hee, as she stands to inherit a lot more than they would like. On a night where she nearly loses her life, Do-hee meets the demon Jeong Gu-won. He travels around and makes deals with people who are desperate - all they need to give in return is their soul. But instead of getting to make a deal, Gu-won's powers are transferred to Do-hee, and the two now have to stick together to figure out how to reverse it. They both have something the other want.

Episode info: 16 episodes / Runtime around 70 minutes

Lead cast: Kim Yoo-jung (Do Do-hee), Song Kang (Jeong Gu-won), Lee Sang-yi (Joo Seok-hoon), Kim Hae-sook (Joo Cheon-sook), Kim Tae-hoon (Noh Suk-min)

Link to watch: You can watch on Netflix or Dramacool

Drama rec masterlist | Drama rant thread (beware of spoilers)

I had so much fun watching this drama. It's one of those dramas where Tumblr just forms this little community around a drama as it airs, and I was lucky enough to be able to be a part of it almost from the very beginning.

This drama had so many twists and turns and cliffhangers, and I had such a good time freaking out over everything with people on here.

The drama was actually genuinely funny, and though I may not have laughed out loud, I definitely found myself doing the huff laugh a lot. They knew what they were doing, and the jokes just landed every single time.

It does get dark at times too though, and I do have to make a trigger warning for blood, murder, mental illness, self-harm, suicides and just a very uncomfortable and creepy villain.

Jeong Gu-won is not the brooding, gloomy type of male lead you might think when reading what the drama is about. Instead, he's a drama queen with a flair for fashion. He's childish and whiny, but also openly caring and loving - very golden retriever coded, actually. It sounds weird, but it really works so well for this drama.

And oh my god, I love Do Do-hee so much. She's a boss ass bitch when she needs to be, but is actually just as much a whiny drama queen as Gu-won. She knows what she wants and will do whatever it takes to get it, but also knows when it's time to stop and take a step back.

And the two of them are such a good match! Petty and childish, all with their own huge baggage of trauma that they help each other unpack. And they usually communicate their feelings well with each other. The drama doesn't rely on miscommunication as a way to create drama - if something happens, they resolve it almost immediately, and I love that.

The overall murder-mystery and who-did-what managed to throw things at me that I sometimes didn't see coming, which was nice.

If I do have to say something more negative, the drama does at times feel a little superficial in a way I can't quite explain. I did see some people complain about the same - that it felt plastic sometimes. And they do make some decisions - especially towards the last half of the drama - that I might not really be 100% into. The first half of the drama is definitely the best part.

But overall, I still had such a good time watching, and it's definitely one I'll rewatch again someday.

[sanjoongie]

The Sensational Lover

β Pairings: Younghoon x Reader(f)

β Genre: non-idol au, friends to lovers au

β Warnings: f penetration, praise kink, pet names, Younghoon can’t stop complimenting you, f orgasm

β Word Count: 890

β Rated: 18+, smut and fluff

β Summary~ you finally let Younghoon into your bed and your heart, and he’s showing you exactly how happy he is that you have

You weren't quite sure how you got to this predicament. Above you, with his tongue sticking out slightly at the corner of his mouth, was Younghoon. 

Yes, gorgeous but dumb Younghoon that could stand in a zoo and cluck at turkeys all day. The same gorgeous idiot that took a bazillion fuckboi selfies with Juyeon. The boy that could look at any girl, smile, and capture her heart for the rest of her days. 

He was currently inside you, holding himself inside like he was challenging himself. His arms bulged on either side of your shoulders. When his eyes snapped open, focused on you, he bloomed into one of those heart-wrenching smiles.

"You're so beautiful like this," He says, winking, and causing you to frown.

"Younghoon, I'm sweaty and gross, do not," You whine, patting your hair line.

Younghoon shakes his head. "I'm serious. You're gorgeous right now. You're glowing and you look like I'm fucking you down real good. I'm the luckiest man alive."

"Hoon," You wrap your arms behind his neck to kiss him.

So maybe Younghoon had become more than that attractive but unattainable friend. Maybe Younghoon stopped flirting with other girls when he realized you were taking his flirting seriously. Perhaps he started to make you laugh in the most dire of situations. He became your rock when you needed one. And you became his whole world.

"Is this pace good?" Younghoon checks in with you. His hips are moving, his pelvic bone rubbing into your clit. The pace is fucking excruciating but that's because Younghoon doesn't want this to end so soon.

"Faster," You demand. One hand grips the base of his neck and you bring his forehead to yours again. "Faster!"

Younghoon takes your hand and pushes it back into the mattress, interlocking your fingers. "You feel so good. I don't want to search for a quick release."

Younghoon angles himself inside of you, somehow managing to hit that spot inside of you that makes you catch your breath every time. He lives for that sound. He knows it means that he is giving you exactly what you need. 

"Tell me how you feel," Younghoon encourages, eyes eating up every one of your nose scrunches or eye rolls into the back of your head. 

"Oh, God, Younghoon, just having you inside of me is phenomenal," You can't help but groan.

"I just love these moments when you're all mine," Younghoon thought out loud. His hand hovers over your chest, right where your heart is and then with two fingers, draws an imaginary line down your sternum. "I'm so lucky you finally let me in." Younghoon sends you a hurt look, "It took you long enough."

"Hey, it's not my fault you flirt with literally anyone. How was I to know I was different?" You laugh. 

"This is how you know." Younghoon's other free hand goes behind your ass, getting a good grip, and then starts fucking you harder rather than faster. You moan at the sudden change and close your eyes to relish the pleasure. Except that is not what Younghoon wanted.

"Don't close your eyes, Angel. Watch me move in and out of you. Don't deny me seeing those pretty eyes of yours," Younghoon coos. 

You open them and immediately move your gaze to where your two bodies meet. Younghoon, curved and long, is moving in and out of you with great ease. You are so fucking wet, he doesn't have to work too hard. God, it is a sight to look down the line of his body to see it against yours. 

Younghoon’s dark orbs watch as you become awestruck at the display of your two bodies. He didn't understand how you could be so shocked. But then  again, he still didn't know what changed. He had done everything. He changed his hair cut, his color, he tried new styles and attitudes. Nothing seemed to break through to you. But the day happened when you let him into your bed and he hadn't left.

"I'm getting closer," You whine, feeling your pleasure start to climb. 

Younghoon leans down to capture your lips on a sloppy but quick kiss. "I want to look into your eyes as you clamp down on me."

"Younghoon!" You yelp, half embarrassed, half turned on.

"Please?" Younghoon begs, turning his pouty eyes on you. The ones that you cannot resist.

So you stare into his eyes as your climax begins to build, making the pitch of your voice run higher and higher before Younghoon makes that final thrust that sends you completely over the edge and you cry out his name. His thrusts aren't as deep or impactful but he does allow you to come down from your high, slowly but surely, all the while smiling with his eyes now.

"I think my new favorite hobby is making you come," Younghoon chuckled.

"Can you stop?" You gasp. 

Younghoon shook his head slowly, "Not until you see yourself as beautiful as I see you."

"What's got you so incorrigible?" You laugh.

Younghoon shrugs, "That's just how I feel when I've got you all to myself."

You sigh contently when Younghoon lies beside you, taking you in his arms and snuggling his cheek against the crown of your head. "I think you're wrong. I think I'm the lucky one here."

[jayswifeuwu]

It's Beautiful, it's Bittersweet.

Chapter 8

•Pairing: Captain of the football Team! Park Jongseong × fem! Reader / High school crush! Park Jongseong × fem! reader ft. Jake and Sunghoon.

•Genre/Theme: College/ University AU, Lots of Angst, smut, non-con, Dark, a bit of fluff.

•Warnings: A lot of Angst, (TW) sexual harassment, (TW) depression, anxiety. Jay is the reader's crush since high school. The reader has and will be going through a lot of dark stuff in this fanfic. Use of foul language. Will be mentioning warnings in every chapter.

•Chapter Warnings:  rejection, mentions of consumption of alcohol, smut, usage of the words 'princess, babe and doll", humping, unprotected sex (use protection y'all), oral sex, Slight breast fixation, self doubt, crying, mentions of long-distance relationship. Jay being an absolute sweetheart, Slight mention of harassment( only one sentence), Foul language. Let me know if I missed anything.

•Word count: 3.6k+

•A/n: guyss I'm finally back, oof. So sorry for the delay. Please do reblog if you like my work. The rest of the authors note in the end of the chapter, have a great day bestiesss.

-MINORS STRICTLY DNI-

Read the other chapters of the story here.

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 "I saw you that day y/n. I saw you with Jay.” He laughs as he walks around.

“Sunghoon, I don’t know what you’re talking abou-”

“I saw you making out with Jay!” He exclaims.

Oh shit.

“I saw how he was kissing you, and how you let him! You tell me y/n, I’ve made it so obvious that I’m into you and you still go for that cold-hearted bastard who sleeps with every girl in town!” He shrieks in anger.

You were devastated at the situation you were in right now. Sunghoon was never the kind of person who would raise his voice at you. You knew he was upset, but why did he even act nice to you this whole week when he saw you and Jay making out? Suddenly, everything made sense to you. How Sunghoon never even called Jay once, and always avoided the topic of Jay’s disappearance.

“Sunghoon, please…That’s not what it was.”

“Then what was it huh!” He yells.

“It means that we’re into each other, and you should stop bugging y/n to accept you.” A cold voice that you were too familiar with said.

You turn around to find Jay’s angry gaze on Sunghoon as he stood behind you with his bags. A million questions started to cloud your senses as Jay stood in front of you, staring at Sunghoon coldly.

Tears started to blur your eyes as you saw the love of your life who disappeared for an entire week finally show up. You felt relieved to know he was fine, but you couldn’t look at him the same way you used to, knowing that you hurt him.

“You did this to him y/n, he disappeared because of you.” The dark voice in your head said.

"J-Jay?" You stammer after taking in the fact that he returned.

Jay's stern gaze on Sunghoon does not hither, even after you called his name out loud, with a voice that sounded like you'd burst into tears any moment. 

Sunghoon scoffs. 

"What did you say to me? I'm bugging Y/n to accept me?" He roars out in laughter.

He takes uneven paces on the stoned surface that the three of you stood on, laughing his ass off.

You could feel the cool breeze dry out the trail of tears that stuck to your cheek.

You didn't even notice that you were crying. 

Was it the immense relief that Jay had returned? 

Or was it because of the situation you were in? 

The two men who happened to be best friends were about to ruin their friendship, and not to mention, get their hearts broken because of you.

You clench your fists tightly, the action being involuntary due to the stress you were going through. Your nails unknowingly pierced their way into the skin of your palms, but you couldn't feel a thing.

"I'm sorry," Sunghoon Continues.

"I did not know the dude who disappeared for an entire week, and hooked up with god knows how many women, has a right to talk to me." He says with an evil grin on his face.

"Watch your goddamn words, Hoon," Jay warns.

Sunghoon swiftly shifts his disappointed gaze to you

"You know, I thought that you were different y/n. I guess I was just fooling myself." 

He gives the two of you one last look of disbelief and starts to walk away.

You walk towards him. "Sunghoon please let me explain-" 

"Just let him go," Jay says gently holding your arm, stopping you from going any further as you watch Sunghoon's shadow disappear.

You were alone with Jay once again as if things had not been less awkward. 

You turn slowly to face Jay as he looks at you, his eyes full of love.

"You're back." You finally let a phrase come out of your mouth, clearing the awkward silence.

He tilts his head to the side and a flirtatious smile curls on his lips.

"Why did you not want me to ?" He grins as he makes his way closer to you.

You blushed like an idiot and quickly bent your head down.

"Um..no...I...was just...concerned, W-We! We were just concerned about you." You always failed to find the right words when jay was around you.

"So..you do care for me." Jay smiles, looks up and scratches the tip of his nose.

"Of course, I care for you Jay, but that's not the point. I have so many questions. Where have you been? Were you okay? Did you even eat anything properly? Did you care enough to look after your health?"

You finally felt a moment of relief when you let out everything that's been bothering you about Jay's disappearance. 

"Did-did...You...sleep..." You knew you were going to regret asking this question, but you still did.

"Did you sleep with anyone?" You blurt out your question but kept your eyes closed as you didn't want to see jay's expression.

Jay lets out a small chuckle.

"So you were worried if I slept with someone?" He chuckles in the most adorable way possible.

He had to admit, your jealousy was turning him on a little.

"No...I mean..." You look at him and frown.

"I see what you're trying to do here, but it's not going to work Jay."

Jay smirks and comes closer to you.

"Jay please, your best friend is really mad at us. Please go and talk to him, this isn't what is important at the moment." You plead.

"Relax Y/n, I've known Sunghoon since we were kids. I know him better than anyone else. He's not in love with you, he's just attracted to you. He had this phase with many girls before. Just give him some time, and he'll be back to normal. But if you want me to, I shall talk to him." 

"Please do. I mean, I don't mind talking to him, but you both are way closer to each other." 

You suddenly find yourself being pushed to a corner by Jay. He was bringing himself closer to you with every step he took, so you started to walk back.

He shoves his hands into his pockets, as his smile turned into a flirty grin.

You continued to walk backwards, till your back touched the stone wall, making you gasp.

Jay slowly makes his way toward you and corners you to the wall with either of his hands placed on the wall.

He first tries to read your expression, so you avoid eye contact. You always have. You could never really look into Jay's eyes for too long.

Jay pulls his upper body closer to yours, your lips just inches away from each other. You could feel the knot in your stomach do all kinds of loops as your palms were covered in sweat. You open your eyes and all you could see was Jay's flawless face, inches away from yours.

The sexual tension between you both was extravagant.

You were overflowing with all kinds of desires, and you wanted Jay more than anything. 

Oh, how you'd give anything up to be under his body, feel his touch, and witness the way he moves his perfect body against yours.

"Jay...I..." 

"You what, princess?" Jay asks like he could read your mind. He held your waist and pulled you closer to him, with his other hand still on the wall.

You swore your lips brushed every time one of you spoke, and it made your heart race. 

 You wrap your arms around his neck. After an entire week of not seeing Jay, and after he confessed his feelings, you didn't know what this feeling was that suddenly erupted within you. But you felt like you knew Jay like no one else did all of a sudden. You felt more comfortable around him. Of course, you were still shy but you were too caught up in the moment.

"I..I've...missed you, Jay." You murmur.

"Me too doll."

You both don't talk for what seemed like an hour but were mere minutes. You were in his arms, and all you could hear were faint footsteps of other students, his heartbeat, and your warm breaths. Even though there was nothing "physically intimate" happening at that moment, you felt at home under his tall figure as he stood undeniably close to you. Jay's hand reaches to your face, as he gently brushed your cheek with the back of his fingers. 

"There's no one else y/n, You are everything to me."

"Then show me, Jay." You hiss at his touch.

At this point, all you wanted was him to make you moan his name in pleasure against the wall. You did not care about anything else. You needed him, and it felt right. You loved and hated how he made you feel so needy and cherished at the same time. 

You find yourself craving his touch as you stood helplessly, pinned against the wall by the only man you've ever loved.

Jay smiles and brings his lips close to yours with his fingers under your chin, his warm breath fanning against your slightly parted lips for him to devour.

"Hey...Jay... I heard you were back ya' lil' piece of- Whoaaaaaa." 

Jake's jaw drops as he walks into you and Jay, who were just about to make out.

Jake, took his own time to process what he just walked upon, whilst you covered your face into Jay's chest with embarrassment. 

"He smells so good," You thought to yourself.

Jake scratched his forehead with confusion, completely bewildered from the story he had heard from you and the position you right now were in with Jay. You knew what he was thinking, but you trusted him that he'd keep a secret. 

Jake finally broke the awkward silence, as he couldn't process any kind of reaction, with the look that Jay was giving him which screamed 

"dude get the hell outta here."

"Um...Jay...since you're back after going MIA, come and help me with some work." Jake says in an awkward tone.

Jay lets out a loud chuckle.

"I'm busy fam, can't you see?" He nods his head that directioned toward you.

"Well, you can get laid later dude, Ness is planning this going-away party for us and I need your help cause she's given me shit tonnes of work."

that's when you snapped back to reality and realized Jay was going to leave for the Football tournament.

"Plus, I know you hate it, but she's planning this Surprise birthday party for you" Jake adds knowing Jay's exact answer.

"Oh my fucking god y/n it's Jay's birthday! and you completely forgot?! What has even gotten into you!" You cuss at yourself.

Jay lets out a loud groan.

"Ughh...Fine!" HE exclaims in annoyance.

"Wait, where're all the tantrums and constant bickering about you hating your birthday?" Jake asks.

"Well... we will be going away for six months, and I know how much Nessa hates to feel about being separated from you, so she's drowning herself in planning a grand ass party, just to not think about the fact that you won't be around for such a long time." 

"Wow, Jay...That's some ...really deep understanding." Jake says with a shaky voice that sounded like he was about to cry.

You knew this wasn't easy for Jake as well. Nessa and Jake had always liked each other but had only confessed their feelings for each other recently. They loved each other, no doubt. But they were worried about the long-distance relationship and how they would make it work.

"I've been trying to understand other people and empathize with them. Trying to become a better person for someone you see." Jay says in a sarcastic tone.

Jake mimics Jay's tone.

"Yeah, I know it's y/n Jay. She told me everything. Now, are we going or what?" 

"Yeah, give me a second" Jay says to Jake as he turned toward you.

"Let's finish this later babes, be sure to be at the party" Jay boops your nose and runs along with Jake.

"I didn't even get to wish him" You sigh to yourself.

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You walk into the party with your legs shivering from anxiety.

 You wore your best crop top, and pantyhose with your shortest skirt that hugged your curves. Your boots made you look 2 inches taller than your actual height. 

You stand in a corner, avoiding the whoopingly large crowd. People were making out on the couch, boning in the bathroom, and getting naked in the kitchen. You didn't know if you even belonged there. 

 After forty-five minutes of pure awkwardness and being lonely, you finally let out a sigh of relief as you saw Jay and the rest of your friends walk in.

A lot of people crowded around all the men of the football team and congratulated them and started to chat off. 

Jay was extremely busy, as he was the centre of attention. After all, It was his birthday, and he was the Captain of the Football team.

The crowd around Jay seemed to increase, but his eyes scanned the entire crowd for the one person he wanted to see the most.

You hated parties, but you had come only for Jay. You wanted to see him as much as possible before he left for the tournament tomorrow.

It wasn't like you did not know Jay wouldn't be able to spend time with you, but you hoped deep down that he would. Especially after he left you wanting for more from your little scene down in the university alley, you hoped he'd just leave all his work and spend the few hours that he had left, with you.

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it was three hours to midnight, and you had no company since the beginning of the party. Your impatience slowly started to feed off of your lonely thoughts. You decided to call it a day and leave. 

But then you suddenly remembered a lot of your things were still left in Jay's room since the last time you were here, so you decided to collect your respective items and leave. 

You felt contended to see Jay.

"He didn't need to meet you y/n, he's busy and he has a lot of guests to greet," you tell yourself.

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You slowly scanned Jay's room for any sign of your things. That was when your eyes caught something on his bulletin board. It was pictures of a woman. Your heart suddenly skipped a beat. 

"It is his ex?" You thought to yourself.

"Is he still not over her?"

You decide to break your own heart by looking at the pictures, but only to be stunned with surprise.

There, pinned to his study, were your pictures, all mostly from high school, a few with Nessa, and an individual picture of you that was cut out from your high-school magazines.

You were taken aback by Jay's gesture.

That was when you hated yourself for being so skeptical about Jay and doubting him at every chance you got.

You couldn't believe Jay was in love with you till this very moment, till you saw pictures of you attached to his wall.

Tears start to fall from your eyes, as they trail your cheek continuously. 

You sit on the foot of Jay's bed and sob loudly for being such an asshole to him.

Clouded by all your precautions to keep Jay safe from knowing the truth, you realized what a terrible person you had been to Jay, and how coldly you rejected his love. 

Until this moment you only pushed all these emotions away to look fine in front of everyone, as though nothing bad was happening in your life.

But now, all those emotions came rushing in, and your tears erupted like a volcano from your eyes. Your skin burned from the dryness and the continuous contact of your fingers that wiped your tears away but you didn't care. 

"How could I be such a shitty person to Jay?" You cry loudly.

"How could I ...reject the one man I have ever loved oh so deeply? How could I even imagine he'd not be distraught after I coldly rejected him?" 

You continue to sob your eyes out from all the guilt when suddenly the door opens, and a tall figure enters the room.

 "Y/n...are...why are you crying?" Jay hurries and sits next to you as you wiped your tears.

"No, Jay...I'm not crying" 

another lie.

"Y/n...why do you lie to me? I know you're trying to push me away" 

"I...Jay..." You find yourself speechless as Jay caught you in your web of lies.

"I'm sorry Jay" You cry out.

"Sorry for what?" Jay says, gently reaching out for a tissue from his study, and handing it over to you.

You decide to give in and tell Jay everything that had and was running in your mind. There was no point in not telling him.

"Jay...ever since high school, particularly the night you saved me from Sam, I have been in love with you. Joining Decilis was the happiest day of my life, just so I could see you every day. I never quite fathomed why someone like you, fell in love with someone like me, but I never considered it was even real. I put myself down so much, that I denied the fact that you like me. I wanted to keep you safe, by not telling you the truth, and so I rejected you but I never thought about how you would feel when you faced rejection." 

You continue to sob loudly.

"Y/n, look at me," Jay says softly.

You reluctantly lift your head.

"Jake told me everything."

"H-He what?" 

"He told me everything you told him, and whatever you were going through. Why do you think I even came back?" He shrugged as he cupped your face with his hands.

"So...um...you know about the night when I-"

"When you rejected me on my face?" He interrupted.

"Yeah, I do. I was first angry at you for giving me clear signs that you like me and then leaving me out in the cold. That was why I left. I did not want to hurt you, or any of my friends because I have a short temper."

"I-I...um... don't know what to say, Jay. I'm really sorry." 

"What are you sorry for Y/n? For caring so much about me fulfilling my dream, that you rejected me because I wouldn't leave you and go?

Y/n, all I see is the perfect woman for me, who is sacrificing her happiness to see mine." 

A tear rolls down your cheek as Jay wiped it with his finger.

"Y/n...I never wanted to come back, but after Jake found me and told me everything, I knew that I couldn't afford to lose you. About Sam, I'm really proud of you sweetheart, it mustn't have been easy, but I always knew you could protect yourself." 

You gush at Jay's compliment. You couldn't help but let a smile curl up on your face. 

Jay brings his face close to yours, making your palms all the more sweatier.

The atmosphere felt warm, from Jay's breath fanning over your lips, while his forehead was touching yours.

He gently cupped your face and looked into your eyes with absolute love and desire.

That was when you found his lips pressed against yours.

His hand made It's way to your waist and wrapped around , like it belonged there. 

His touch caused butterflies in your stomach, and they only seemed to grow.

Jay continued to kiss you passionately, as his other hand caressed your cheek.

His lips tasted like alcohol, probably from all the drinks he had at the party, but to you, they were heavenly.

Jay gently sucked on your lower lip, and slipped his tongue into your mouth, asserting his dominance. He suddenly lifted you, placed you on his lap and started to eat your lips out. 

He seemed needier than ever, but so were you. You hiss at every kiss he planted on your neck. Although you had Sex only once with Jay, he seemed to know all your sweet spots. His soft lips kissed every part of your neck it could find desperately. Jay, then, aggressively removes your top. Not leaving another second to go to waste, he unhooks your bra in one go and throws it in the same direction he threw your top away.

He swiftly grabs one of your breasts and begins to suck on it, his other hand, playing with the nipple of your other breast.

You moan in pleasure as his mouth made wondrous marks on your entire upper body. Jay took his own sweet time on each of the Hickey's he gave you, making it look all the more darker. You knew they were all going to look like bruise marks the next day, but you didn't care.

He halts for a second, takes off his shirt, and climbs back to you desperately, not wanting to let go of you, for even a second and continues to kiss you.

He removes your skirt with one go and tears your pantyhose in absolute lust. The ripping sound of the pantyhose made you squeal.

"God you look so hot in this" He murmered, as his mouth made its way to your wet core.

Without any warning, Jay starts to hungrily eat out your pussy. 

You let out a loud moan as the first thing Jay did was stick his tongue right into your folds. While his hand circled your nipple, his mouth worked magic on your core. You were on cloud 9, for the way the knot in your stomach tightened with every lick he gave to your folds. The licks started getting more hungry as Jay's pace only seemed to increase. His tongue worked absolute wonders on your pussy, and you didn't want him to stop. Jay knew what he was doing, he knew he was good at this. You could feel a smile curl upon his face against your pussy as he heard your squeals of satisfaction.

Your fingers grip his hair tightly and you let out tiny giggles, as he tickles your pussy with his playful licks. The pace of his licks start to increase, hungrily eating out your arousal as you slowly began to reach your high.

"Jay...right there" You moan in absolute pleasure.

Jay suddenly stops and gets up hastily, removing his pants.

"Jay...what's wrong" You ask him, confused.

He removes his boxers, revealing is hard cock. 

"I want you cumming on my cock princess." Jay hisses as he slides a condom onto his dick.

"Jay...i'm on the pill!" You exclaim.

"Princess wants me to fill her up with my cum, yeah?" Jay says smirking at you as he took off the condom.

You blush in embarrasment.

Jay makes his way onto you once again, as he looks at your face.

"Tell me when to stop, love" He whispers.

Jay thrusts into you with one go, making you scream in pain and hold onto his back. "Are you okay baby? He asks with a concerned look on his face. "Do you want me to stop?"

"What! No... You're just...too big Jay"

"Did I actually say that, wtf?” you think to yourself.

Jay smirks at you, lifting his eyebrow.

You bite your lower lip.

"Don't -" you hold his neck.

"-Fucking smirk like that". A sudden boost of confidence takes over you as you pull Jay's face into a steamy make-out session. You could feel his cock slightly rub against your core. Making you want more of him. Not being able to take any more of how needy you make him, Jay holds his cock and pushes it into you as he continued exploring your mouth with his tongue. You let out a large groan of pain and pleasure in his mouth as his cock makes your walls clench around it.

"Fuck baby you're so tight" he hisses against your bare skin.

A sudden purge of dominance takes over you. That was when you held Jay and rolled him over, making yourself comfortable on his cock. You slowly start humping his cock, trying to adjust his length in this new position. Jay holds your hips so you don't lose balance, and glares with glee at your breasts that bounced while you humped him. You slowly increase your pace once you've finally adjusted yourself to him. You place your hands on his chest and tilted your head backwards in pleasure as you continued to ride his cock. Jay seemed to enjoy the view of you needily humping him in ecstasy as your eyes frown from the knot tightening in your stomach. You loved how you made Jay feel. After all, you did want to make him feel good about himself, for he did the same for you last time. The constant care, the way he asked for consent, the way he slowly fucked you to your very first orgasm, crafted every hump better than the one before. You were very keen on making Jay feel good this time. Every movement of yours was carefully pieced to show Jay how incredible he made you feel, and how needy you were for his cock that you rode elegantly which made him hornier. Your increasing pace made Jay's fingers dig deep into the skin of your hips making you hiss in delight. Your breaths become heavy and sloppy and the two of you were almost reaching your highs.

"Fuck babe, I'm gonna cum" Jay frowns his eyebrows with desire.

"Yes Jay, cum all over me" you moan

"Fuck babe, do you know how hot you look?" Jay moans as he messages your breasts.

The moonlight that came through the windows, made your bodies glow in the darkroom. Jay looked ethereal under the moonlight. You'd give up anything for this very man who groaned your name in pleasure.

Your moans and skin slapping against each other, along with your heavy breaths were all that was heard. The cool air that came from the air conditioner hardened your nipples. Jay found it irresistibly sexy, and so, the next moment, you were moaning in elation as he pinched your hardened nipples. You winced, and bit your lip at the pinches.

You seemed to almost reach your highs as your humps got slower. Jay seized the opportunity and rolled you back to the original position and started to fuck you to your orgasm in Missionary.

Jay fucks you hard till you see stars and the knot in your stomach finally releases. His cum paints your walls white, while Your legs tingle from the euphoric sensation you were feeling. Your body felt numb. All you could feel was Jay's cum seeping through your hole after he pulls out and lies next to you as you both breathed loudly.

Jay turns to you.

"That.."

"Was fucking amazing" he adds.

You chuckle, and turn to face him.

"Happy Birthday Jay"

The two of you kiss each other like there's no tomorrow, and that was when you promised yourself you wouldn't run away, for you found your forever home.

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A/n: hey guys, I'm so sorry for being so very late. But thank you so much for waiting. This isn't the end tho, I'll prolly write like one or two more chapters to properly end the story and to cover a few unanswered parts of the story. But hey! Y/n and Jay finally get together sksksk.

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[simkngdan]

JUST A LITTLE BIT : 10 - nothing to chill about

wc: 1k

dec 23, 2021 5:34 pm | location: belift lab arena

“dude lemon and orange skittles are literal ass cheeks, how dare you think they’re better than green apple??” riki said, flaring his arms around in order to make his point as the group walked towards the entrance of the arena.

sunoo rolled his eyes and scoffed, “hey watch your mouth! they are better, maybe not orange but lemon is SO much better than green apple stop lying-”

“oh my god can you guys shut up? you’ve been arguing about this since we got in the car. i promise you, nobody cares that much about skittles! we need to find y/n before the competition starts so jake doesn’t get anywhere near her.” an annoyed isa interrupted as she began to look around for y/n, spotting her stretching. “okay, there she is. sunoo and i are going to try to find a seat close to the rink. riki, go with jake and try to keep him away, i guess.”

“you do know i will not be able to do that right?” riki responded, scratching the nape of his neck.

“that’s why i said try.” she laughed before leaving riki to make her way towards the crowded seating area.

several aisle squeezes and “excuse me”’s later, sunoo and isa were able to find seats with an okay view of where y/n was as well as a good view of jake’s seat, which was a couple rows in front of them.

“ok i think we’re good. im really hoping nothing happens tonight.” isa said nervously, looking down at y/n who was practicing on the ice. the friends watched as she glided so gracefully through the ice, her movements smooth and precise. unfortunately, they weren’t the only people in the crowd admiring her performance.

“she is so gorgeous, i can’t believe she’s real.” jake said, his voice filled with awe and admiration as he watched the girl on the ice.

“dude, can you cut it out? i don’t want to throw up before my competition.” sunghoon gagged.

“aww is someone mad that y/n’s gonna steal jake away from him?” heeseung mocked sunghoon in a whiny voice, making sunghoon even more annoyed.

“yeah i am actually! maybe if jake wasn’t a fucking simp, i would still have my best friend!” he complained while tying up his skates, before hearing a voice coming towards them.

“hey guys! mind if i join you?” riki said as he walked up to the group of boys who greeted him with fistbumps.

“nope, we were just making fun of sunghoon for being a crybaby.” jay chuckled.

“ok whatever. you guys are annoying, i’m gonna go warm up.” sunghoon said getting up and walking over to the rink.

“bye hoon, good luck!” riki said, recieving a small smile from sunghoon as a thanks.

—

several minutes passed before the announcer came on the speaker, introducing the event. everyone quickly rushed to their areas as the performances began, the rising tension and anxiety felt greatly among the competitors as they waited for their turn to come.

when it came sunghoon’s turn, you began to get quite nervous. watching how the crowd cheered at his amazing performance didn’t help, especially since you always told yourself you needed to do better than him. always.

“and finally, please welcome l/n y/n!” the announcer spoke through the speaker, a loud applause following after as you gulped down all of your worries and put yourself in your starting position.

the music started and you began your performance, cheers from the audience ringing in your ears everytime you twirled and turned and jumped. you always loved the thrill figure skating gave you, the cold wind blowing in your face, making you smile from ear to ear. before you knew it, your turn was over and the applause became even louder, multiple people standing up and chanting your name, plastering a proud smirk on your face as you exited the rink. you glanced over at sunghoon, who was pretending to sleep, scoffing at his attempt to make you mad.

—

“bro did you see that???” jake screamed, waking sunghoon from his “deep” slumber, “she did so amazing! oh my gosh, i should go say something,huh? im gonna go congratulate her and give her the gift i got her!”

“yeah you should definitely do that and make a complete fool of yourself!” jay said sarcastically.

“yo jay, how much you wanna bet she’s gonna reject him?“ heeseung laughed.

“oh nahh, you guys are betting on my feelings now?! just wait, im gonna go make y/n my girlfriend!” jake said firmly standing up and walking over towards y/n with a small bouquet of flowers and a small rectangular box.

“i can’t wait to see this fail so miserably.” jungwon sighed, sitting next to riki who was zoning out during this entire conversation.

“wait what? see what fail so miserably?” riki asked in panic, hoping and praying that what he thought was happening was not.

“jake’s asking y/n out!” jungwon said, followed by the bursting of laughter of the boys surrounding him.

riki immediately bounced up from his seat, shooting his head behind him in the direction of isa and sunoo, who were frantically waving their arms in panic, pointing over to the boy who was walking over to y/n with gifts. riki let out a big sigh and ran his hands through his hair, plopping back down in his seat. he closed his eyes and took a deep breath and then decided to act like nothing was happening.

“ugh are you kidding me?? riki!!!!“ isa yelled, grabbing the attention of the boy, who looked at her calmly and shrugged, mouthing the words “chill, just go with flow”. isa groaned loudly in frustration, gathering her items and stomping over to riki’s seat.

“get your ass over here.” she said grabbing him by the arm and dragging him along, “ ‘just chill’ ‘just go with the flow’ don’t tell me to chill motherfucker! there is nothing to chill about!!”

“hey wait!! can you let go of me?” riki asked, making isa stop and let go of his arm, “ow that hurt, did you really have to do that??” he whined, rubbing his arm in pain.

“yeah i did! jake is talking to y/n right now, that’s not good!” isa yelled.

“uh you sure?? seems like she’s enjoying it.” he shrugged, pointing behind isa.

“what are you talking abou-“ isa said turning around, cutting off her sentence and opening her eyes wide at the sight of the two kissing.

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oh em gee waaaaatttt 😵😵😵 ok i love this chapter IM SO EXCITED FOR THE REST i hope u guys r too 😇

summary - if there were two things y/n and park sunghoon had in common, it was their love for figure skating and themselves. other than that, you could say they were born to hate each other. whether it was on or off the ice, the two were always at each others necks, trying to find some kind of competition. but what happens when y/n gets together with sunghoon’s best friend, jake, as a way to distract sunghoon and he starts to get… jealous? can sunghoon get y/n to love him back, even if it’s just a little bit?

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[ericsangyeon]

black lace and birthday cake - l.sy

“Look so good yeah, look so sweet. Baby you deserve a treat.”

pairing: sangyeon x female! reader

word count: 2.8k

genre: suggestive, fluff

theme: sangyeon’s birthday gang au

warnings: SMUT!!, profanity, alcohol

a/n: hey guys! i’m back with my long awaited sequel! this can be read as a stand alone but it does take place in the same universe as my other story addicted. again please be nice i’m still not used to writing smut. this was also edited but there could be mistakes! enjoy it! -t :D

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“Do you have anything for Sangyeons birthday? It's in two days.” Kevin asks me while we are in the Starbucks line.

“No not yet. Honestly, I was going to cook him dinner or something. He's been too busy anyways.” I answer him as we move up.

“Boring!! You have been dating for how long? You should surprise him with something he would love.” Kevin says. All of a sudden his eyes widened. “Oh my gosh I have an idea!” He yells a little too loudly.

“Kevin Moon, I swear to god... But let's hear it.” I roll my eyes at him.

“You should dr- Wait, let me order first and then I'll tell you.” Kevin snickers and walks up to the counter, with me in tow.

After getting our drinks, Kevin and I started to walk around the mall. We’re killing time before our afternoon classes, and Kevin wanted to buy a pair of shoes for himself.

“You never told me what I should do for Sang’s birthday.” I nagged Kevin.

He smirked. “You should go to his apartment the day of, send him a picture of yourself in the lingerie your about to buy and then give him the best sex of his and your life” Kevin says proudly.

My eyes widened and before I can protest, Kevin continues his idea.

“I know you guys have had a crazy sex life. Don’t try to argue, it's obvious with all the turtlenecks you wear. He has been busy with the gang, and this will forsure make him come to you. Quite literally.” Kevin explains to me before taking my hand.

“I guess? I mean, I've been really horny lately and the combination of my vibrator and sexting does nothing for me.” I say to Kevin. He laughs and drags me into Victoria’s Secret.

“Ahh, this is exciting! You're gonna pick out some sexy lingerie! I swear, you’ll get Sangyeon coming in his pants before he even gets his hands on you.”

“Shut up,” I try to say but instead, I blush hard. We proceed to walk over to the lingerie section, as I eye the mannequins on display. Maybe this isn't such a bad idea after all.

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November 4th. Sangyeons birthday.

The person looking back at me in my mirror was completely different. I had curled my hair into loose ringlets that rested on my face. I did my eyeshadow with a smokey dark colour, and left my lips bare, as it would all be removed anyways. On my body is a black lace push up bra that barely covers my breasts, with matching panties that highlight my ass. Attached to the underwear on both legs are garters that rest on my upper thighs. Pleased with how I look, I smiled at myself and prepare to leave.

I grab my overnight bag, as I probably will need it. I put on my silver heels and  black long coat, and I leave my apartment. On the way to his penthouse, I stopped at the bakery to pick up the cake I had ordered for him earlier today.

Pulling into Sangyeon’s private garage, I park my car and spot Younghoon, the lead bodyguard of the penthouse. I get out of my car and walk over to him.

“Good afternoon Ms. Y/Ln. Sangyeon isnt home.” Younghoon greets me.

“I know, thank you. I want to surprise him for his birthday!” I reply back, smiling.

“Oh okay! Well I’ll leave you to it. I’ll even stay on the garage floor for you.” He says with a hint of teasing.

I roll my eyes and laugh. “I’ll call you if anything goes wrong. Thanks Hoon, you're the best!” I flash him my best smile as he opens the elevator door for me and laughs.

When I get up to Sangyeons penthouse, I am greeted with no staff at all.

“I guess he sent his staff home today thinking he would crash at the mob house.” I think to myself.  Due to the high volume of work, Sangyeon has been staying at the TBZ house lately, which is why I never get to see him.

I reach his bedroom, and remove my long coat to hide in his closet. I prop my phone up on his night table, set up the camera to a timer, and proceed to take a risky picture of myself.

“I really hope this works.” I think to myself posing as the timer goes off. I grabbed my phone and my jaw dropped.

It was a picture of myself dressed in the black lingerie, kneeling on his bed. There in perfect HD, are my hard nipples poking through the bra, and my legs spread on my knees to reveal my pussy covered in black lace fabric connected to garders on my thighs.

It was great. I pulled up Sangyeons contact and sent him the picture.

“And now we wait.” I say out loud as I lean back into his bed.

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Forty painful minutes later, my phone vibrates next me as I lay on his bed. I roll over to check that it is a message back from Sangyeon, which I open in anticipation.

I'm coming back early, you better be on the bed when I get home. The text read. My eyes widen, and a flash of desire and giddiness shoots through my body, almost leaving me breathless with arousal. I could feel my clit starting to ache with this wave of emotion.

Before I can even remove my panties to relieve the pressure on my clit, I hear the front door to the penthouse open. I jump and rearrange myself so that I'm sitting with my legs dangling from the huge bed. I hear him drop something, and his shuffling getting closer and closer to me. I'm about to call out Sangyeon’s name when the bedroom door swings open.

There Sangyeon stands, suit jacket off and the top buttons of his shirt undone. His eyes are on fire, travelling down my body like he's about to devour me. I stare back at him frozen, as I let myself be torn apart by Sangyeon’s gaze. Finally, his eyes meet mine, and his lips curve into a smirk.

“You're a bad girl.” He whispers.

“What did I do?”  I play innocent.

“You know, how you sent me that picture while I was in a meeting just to get me riled up. Do you know the effect you have on me? I could have embarrassed myself in front of the powerful European gang.” Sangyeon growls. He starts to walk towards me slowly, every step he took making me more aroused.

Sangyeon grabs my face roughly and crashes his lips on mine. The brown haired man pushes me down onto the bed and hovers over me. He kisses me roughly, entering his tongue into my mouth when I part my lips. My hands reach up to his shirt, undoing the buttons fast to reveal his beautiful upper body. I press my hands on his abs, making him gasp into my mouth. I didn't even realize Sangyeon had taken my bra off, until his lips left mine made their way down to my bare breasts.

“Your tits are beautiful.” Sangyeon coos, bringing his mouth down. He catches my left nipple into his mouth and sucks on it softly while using his hand to fondle with my right breast. I let out a loud sigh, as he switches to the right. But when Sangyeon starts to leave open mouth kisses down my stomach, I use this chance to flip him over, making me on top.

“Y/N, baby, I'm always on top. What are you doing?” Sangyeon asks me.

“It's your birthday, let me spoil you for once.” I reply mischievously.

“Baby its okay, I dont m- fuck!” He growls as I leave an open mouth kiss above his belt.

I smirk at him as I undo his belt, and remove his pants and boxers. Sangyeons huge cock springs out, hard and angry. I pump it twice before sinking my mouth down fast.

Sangyeon hisses a string of curses and reaches to grab my hair out of my face.

“Fuck baby slow down. I still want to fuck you later.” He snarls as I moan onto his cock.

Sangyeon takes my hair and motions my head up and down on his cock. I gag when it reaches the back of my throat, tears starting to form in my eyes.

“That’s it, princess. You take my cock so well. You're doing so well, baby.”  He murmurs under his breath, loud enough for me to hear.

Sangyeon grunts loud as I feel his hot cum hit my mouth. I swallow as much as I can, and pull off to meet his eyes.

“God, those eyes. They kill me.” Sangyeon whispers as he reaches over to my face and wipes off some of his cum that got on my lips. I smiled at him, but it was not returned.

“Now I'm in control, baby. Your fun is over.” Sangyeon says quickly before kissing me. He pulls off my lips slowly, lingering there.

“I want you to take your panties off and sit on my face. Let me taste that beautiful cunt of yours.” He says against my lips. I nod my head, feeling my giddiness come back.

Sangyeon repositions himself so that he's lying against his pillows. I stand up and slowly unbuckle the garter that was holding my panties up. I turn around and remove my lace underwear slowly, my ass in Sangyeon’s face.

Before I could even think, I felt his hands on my hips. Sangyeon lifts me up and places me on his face, mouth touching my pussy. Sangyeon presses an open mouth kiss onto my clit, and starts to lick and suck it fast.

“Ah Sangyeon yes!” I moan loud as my hands grip the headboard.

I begin to ride his face, grinding on his lips.  Sangyeon slaps my ass hard, gripping my waist and I think I am seeing stars.

“Right there, yes! Fuck I’m gonna cum.” I tilt my head back and moan, speeding up the pace. He proceeds to stretch my pussy out with his fingers, and adds two inside without any warning.

This is too much for me to handle. I scream as I feel myself cum all over Sangyeon’s mouth and two fingers. He removes his fingers and kisses my clit softly. I roll off of him, and try to catch my breath.

“You taste so good always Y/N.” Sangyeon praises and runs his hand through my hair

All of a sudden. Sangyeon picks me up and walks over to the huge glass window that overlooks the city. I felt the cold glass hit my bare back, which caused me to hiss at the contact.

As I tried to turn myself around to admire the view, my back is full on slammed against the glass window. Sangyeon holds my waist and enters my pussy slowly, letting me adjust to his huge size.

“You're so goddamn tight.” I hear him whisper. I wrap my legs around his torso, making it easier for us to both adjust.

I let out a moan to let him know he bottomed out. Sangyeon removes his cock from my pussy and slams back into me fast. I scream as I feel his fingers dig into my hip bones.

His thrusts become so fast quickly and I'm helpless against him. I wrap my arms around his neck and capture his lips in a messy kiss, moaning against his mouth.

“You like that princess? Everyone seeing me fuck your tight pussy against the window? Sangyeon grunts into my ear,

I moan back, too overwhelmed to answer. He slaps my ass and presses me harder into the glass.

“Answer me, brat.” Sangyeon hisses.

“Yes Sangyeon, oh my god!” I answer him with the only words I can think of.

I can tell his orgasm is close as he pulls me to him as close as possible and thrusts into me deeply.

“FUCK!” Sangyeon yells as I feel his cum enter my pussy. He still is fucking me hard, as I feel the familar knot in my stomach.

“Sangyeon!” I scream and grip his neck as I cum.

We both fall onto the bedroom floor. Sangyeon pulls out of me and cradels my shaking body into a hug. Out of breath and overwhelmed, I feel myself start to cry.

“No baby why are you crying? You did so well. So beautiful for me, always.” Sangyeon cooes into my ear while I sob into his chest.

I look up at him. “I didn't mean to cry, that was just so amazing.” I reply softly, making him chuckle.

“Cmon, I’ll run a bath for us.” Sangyeon says as he picks me up bridal style.

We leave his bedroom and walk to the guest bathroom. A huge jacuzzi style bath rests against a glass window. Sangyeon places me gently in the tub and turns the water on. He grabs the soap and shampoo from the cupboard, placing it next to the tub. He gets in as well, and moves me so my back is against his chest. I feel him start to lather shampoo into my hair as I start to doze off.

“I hope you liked your birthday gift. I missed you a lot and wanted to do something out of the box for you.” I say tiredly to Sangyeon as he pours water over my hair.

“You're my gift everyday. I know sometimes my job gets in the way.” Sangyeon sighed. “I wish it was different, trust me. I hope you know I love you so much.” He places a kiss on the crown of my head.

“I love you too Sangyeon.” I reply to him grinning.

Sangyeon helps me stand up so he can wash my body. As I stand up, I start to grimace from the dull aches on my waist and thighs. Sangyeon notices that and frowns as he puts soap on his hands.

“I hope I didn't hurt you that much.” He says while running his hands softly over the bruise forming on my right hip.

“Don’t worry. I like the pain.” I smirk as Sangyeon rolls his eyes and laughs, making me laugh as well.

After another 10 minutes of Sangyeon and I washing each other, we both get out of the bath and change into matching white robes.

“Go wait on the balcony.” I tell Sangyeon and kiss his cheek.

When I hear him close the balcony door, I go to his kitchen to grab the small cake I got for him, as well as wine and wine glasses. I place the cake and glasses on a tray and pour the wine. I grab the candles and matches I stashed in a cupboard and light them on the cake.

When I reach the balcony, Sangyeon opens the door for me, and his face goes shocked.

“Y/N you didn't have to do that for me.” He says.

I place the tray down on the balcony table.

“Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday dear Sangyeon. Happy birthday to you.” I sang to him grinning.

He pulls me in for a back hug as he blows out his candles. I notice the sun is setting, so I remove myself from his grasp and turn around to watch.

Sangyeon appears next to me and takes my hand.

“What did you wish for?” I ask him looking straight ahead.

“Nothing. I already have everything I need here right now.” Sangyeon turns to me and brings my hand to his lips, kissing it softly. I roll my eyes and stare back at him.

“You're such a cliche.”

“You love it.”

I kiss him with so much passion. Sangyeon grabs my waist softly and kisses back the same, as I wrap my arms around his neck. We part slowly, pecking each other a few times

That night, Sangyeon and I spoon feed each other cake until we are both full. I end up falling asleep on the balcony chair. Sangyeon brings me to his bedroom, and tucks me in.

“I had a great day with you. Goodnight Y/N sweet dreams.” Sangyeon mumbles as he presses a kiss to my temple. He climbs into bed as well and wraps me in his arms.

I dream of cake, black lace, and my dream man, Lee Sangyeon.

i hope you enjoyed! sorry if it was rushed i wanted to get it out asap hehe

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[heesulovebot]

my tehoh post-ipytm head canons since nadia decided to choose violence and not give us a special episode (yes i'm still salty 😤 ). anyways i should be shot for this corny ass shit, truly:

tehoh move in together to a bigger apartment and really make it their own— teh doesn't really care about decor so oh is left to the task and we all know his taste is top notch.

except oh likes to re-decorate every few months because he's changed his mind on the placement of the sofa— teh is left to drag it across the condo only to be told to put it back where it was because oh's decided it's not the sofa that needs to move but the blinds that need to be changed.

(ofc teh grumbles through all of it, but the big kiss he gets on the forehead at the end makes it all worth it). 

there are weeks when teh doesn't come back from his schedule until early in the morning, only a few hours before oh has to wake up for work. sometimes, it's the only few hours they get together all week.

they don't even open their eyes, just reach for the other in the dark and wrap their arms tightly around each other.

they'll have half-asleep conversations too, losing all coherency as they drift farther and farther into a deep sleep— "how was work today?" "yeah, hokkien mee"

on the rare day off together, they'll hop in oh-aew's car and drive down to the nearest beach— top down, shades on, singing along embarrassingly loud to the radio, collapsing into a fit of giggles at every stop light.

ofc they hold hands on the gear shift.

teh has made it clear that he would like to keep his personal life private, but he still gets all shy when he's asked about oh-aew in interviews, a coy "no comment" before he's teased about his red-tinged ears. 

except teh is LOUD when he brings oh-aew to red carpet events— opening the door for oh, arm around his waist, making sure he's comfortable, dabbing away the other's sweat with his sleeve.

(teh is his PR team's worst nightmare, but luckily oh-aew is there to stop teh from posting so many pictures of him; teh's company should pay him for all the damage control he's done, really).

teh's the better cook between them so he usually makes dinner when they have a night-in.

they also play rock paper scissors to see who has to wash the dishes (which teh is absolutely terrible at, even when oh tries to let him win). 

oh-aew is practically teh's stylist since the poor man can't dress himself to save his life. fans of teh have threads on twitter showing when teh dresses himself vs. when his boyfriend does.

whenever they go on shopping dates, you can find fc posts of them holding hands, teh holding oh’s bags, hat and sunglasses on to keep things low key (but everyone knows it’s them).

sometimes oh visits teh on set and brings coffee for everyone. 

when he watches teh act, he’s always amused by the way teh can so easily slip into character— and just as easily, slip back into his teh the moment he looks at oh and flashes him a bright, impish grin, waving at him between takes. 

as much as they love each other, it’s not always easy. but they have come such a long way from their younger selves. they check-in with each other at least once a month, have a moment to talk about what they’re feeling— to step outside of each other and be objective about things. they find that after every check-in, they still want to be together. and so they are.

two years after they get back together, nosomi and hoon have their first child. teh cries more than the baby when he holds her in his arms, snot everywhere. oh-aew has never loved him more. 

shortly after, teh begins to propose to oh-aew every day. oh-aew never gives him a definitive answer, just calls him silly and pushes him away teasingly. “marry me?” he peppers the questions all over oh’s face with kisses, and oh-aew laughs.

teh begins leaving sticky notes proposing to oh-aew in every room of their apartment. when oh wakes up to brush his teeth and sees “marry me?” on the bathroom mirror. when he opens the fridge and there’s a bright pink sticky note on the milk carton: “please? :(”. when he goes to slip on his shoes and finds that teh has left a note in there, too: “you’re my sole-mate. 555″. oh-aew keeps every single one of them close to his heart.

they're sitting on the sofa a few years later and he hasn't said it in a while. teh asks again for old time's sake, nonchalantly— he's not even looking at oh-aew until oh responds with a casual “sure”. then he's hugging him and kissing him all over and they laugh so hard their stomachs nearly drop.