being roommates with perv!haechan is making the brain short circuit
he'd feel so ashamed and embarrassed for thinking about you this way, especially when you seemingly have no idea, but he just can't help it. every time you walk around without a bra under your shirt, his eyes just hone in on your nipples. every time he hears you sigh in frustration or whine in annoyance, he can't help the twitch in his cock as he imagines you making more of those pretty sounds. he can't even watch you grab food half the time, because just watching your hands move makes him imagine what your hands would feel like on his cock. his face turns hot whenever his mind wanders, but he just can't help it. you're so pretty and so hot and he just needs you so bad. he doesn't mean to be a pervert, honestly, he just...needs you really bad.
and it's especially bad because he can't have "normal" horny thoughts about you. it's always something extra depraved. it's not enough for him to stare at your boobs for far too long. his hands almost tingle with the urge to reach under your shirt, and his mouth waters with the urge to just wrap his lips around your nipples and suck until you're whining for him. when you lean on his shoulder during movie night, and you sleepily lay against him, his mind drifts to the thought of guiding you to lay on his lap, and guiding his hardening cock into your mouth, just cockwarming with your pretty lips wrapped around his length. he doesn't just want to eat your pussy, he wants to shove his face between your legs (preferably under a skirt like in his depraved dreams), and just sniff between your legs and let you grind against his nose, rubbing your scent all over his face.
fuck he can't get enough of your scent. when it's his turn to do the laundry, he definitely snags a pair of your panties for himself. when he hugs you, his face drops down towards your neck just so he can breathe in whatever fragrance you used that day, even if that fragrance is the aroma of a fresh workout. he doesn't care, he just wants to smell you, and he can honestly get off just on your scent. fuck, there's nothing he'd love more than to just hold you against him, arms wrapped around your waist, and just smell you while he ruts against your leg. he's imagined the way you'd squirm and moan in his arms far too many times, dreamed about pressing his face against your pussy even through your panties just to smell you, and longs to just have you already to fulfil his every indecent fantasy.
he wants you, so fucking bad, and he doesn't know how much longer he can keep sniffing your panties while he gets off, or jerking off to your sighs and groans of frustration when you rant on the phone, until he loses his mind.
don't blame me blame @jenoslutie for putting this filth in my head
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