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𝗥𝗢𝗦𝗬 𝗖𝗛𝗘𝗘𝗞𝗦 ✸ 𝗡.𝗥𝗞

𝗦𝗖𝗘𝗡𝗘 ིྀ ────── 𝓂𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝗒𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝖻𝗅𝗎𝗌𝗁 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗈 𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗒 .

﹙ 𝟥𝟫𝟩 ﹚ / 𝑓. 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 ⠀⠀ 𓈒⠀𓈒ㅤㅤ 𝑐𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍 ── 𝗳𝗹𝘂𝗳𝗳 , 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 , 𝖼𝗎𝖽𝖽𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 , 𝗌𝗁𝗒 ! 𝗇𝗂𝗄𝗂 , 𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉 .

✿ 𝖷𝖮, #𝗞𝗜𝑆𝑆𝖤𝖲

“ki,” you whisper lightly, phone camera already in your hand as he turns his head just a little towards you.

“no,” he groans again, tugging the blanket up over his face. shielding himself from you, his voice comes out muffled. “you took like, twenty already.”

“that’s not true,” you protest, tilting your head as you adjust the angle of the camera a little. “it was twelve. i counted.”

he groans once more, but you see the way he peeks out from under the blanket. you catch sight oh his cheek that was flushed and tinted pink. his hair was still wild from the nap you both took, lips a little puffy. in your eyes, your boyfriend has never looked cuter.

you take the photo before he can register it and hide again.

“y/n!” he whines. you giggle, tossing your phone somewhere on the couch and scoot back over to him.

“what?” you nudge at the lump of boy bundled up in the fluffy fabric that was your blanket. “you’re so pretty. what if i want to cherish the moment?”

“you always say that,” he grumbles out, finally peeking out further just enough to look at you properly. his lashes are unfairly long, his eyes still a little sleepy and soft when they land on your face. “you’re weird.”

“and you love it,” you grin, settling comfortably beside him and lazily throwing your arm over his stomach. “don’t deny it, you know you do.”

niki lets out a small sigh, not responding right away, as his arm moves up to pull you closer. his palms slides under your (his) top, fingers warm and familiar on your bare back.

“you always take pictures when i’m not ready,” he says, quieter now, like he’s trying to be annoyed about it. “and then you show everyone like it’s a funny cat picture.”

you laugh again and nuzzle your nose to his neck. “i only show them the nice ones,” you murmur. “besides, you blush every time. it’s endearing.”

niki blinks, then immediately hides his face again, hiding the blooming hot pink creeping across his nose and cheeks. “stop,” he grumbles.

you can’t help but laugh at your shy boyfriend. “you’re dramatic.”

“and you’re evil.”

“you’re in love with me.”

“i am.”

you roll your eyes playfully and he grins, finally peeking out fully to press a soft kiss to your cheek.

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𝗥𝗢𝗦𝗬 𝗖𝗛𝗘𝗘𝗞𝗦 ✸ 𝗡.𝗥𝗞

𝗦𝗖𝗘𝗡𝗘 ིྀ ────── 𝓂𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝗒𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝖻𝗅𝗎𝗌𝗁 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗈 𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗒 .

﹙ 𝟥𝟫𝟩 ﹚ / 𝑓. 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 ⠀⠀ 𓈒⠀𓈒ㅤㅤ 𝑐𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍 ── 𝗳𝗹𝘂𝗳𝗳 , 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 , 𝖼𝗎𝖽𝖽𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 , 𝗌𝗁𝗒 ! 𝗇𝗂𝗄𝗂 , 𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉 .

✿ 𝖷𝖮, #𝗞𝗜𝑆𝑆𝖤𝖲

“ki,” you whisper lightly, phone camera already in your hand as he turns his head just a little towards you.

“no,” he groans again, tugging the blanket up over his face. shielding himself from you, his voice comes out muffled. “you took like, twenty already.”

“that’s not true,” you protest, tilting your head as you adjust the angle of the camera a little. “it was twelve. i counted.”

he groans once more, but you see the way he peeks out from under the blanket. you catch sight oh his cheek that was flushed and tinted pink. his hair was still wild from the nap you both took, lips a little puffy. in your eyes, your boyfriend has never looked cuter.

you take the photo before he can register it and hide again.

“y/n!” he whines. you giggle, tossing your phone somewhere on the couch and scoot back over to him.

“what?” you nudge at the lump of boy bundled up in the fluffy fabric that was your blanket. “you’re so pretty. what if i want to cherish the moment?”

“you always say that,” he grumbles out, finally peeking out further just enough to look at you properly. his lashes are unfairly long, his eyes still a little sleepy and soft when they land on your face. “you’re weird.”

“and you love it,” you grin, settling comfortably beside him and lazily throwing your arm over his stomach. “don’t deny it, you know you do.”

niki lets out a small sigh, not responding right away, as his arm moves up to pull you closer. his palms slides under your (his) top, fingers warm and familiar on your bare back.

“you always take pictures when i’m not ready,” he says, quieter now, like he’s trying to be annoyed about it. “and then you show everyone like it’s a funny cat picture.”

you laugh again and nuzzle your nose to his neck. “i only show them the nice ones,” you murmur. “besides, you blush every time. it’s endearing.”

niki blinks, then immediately hides his face again, hiding the blooming hot pink creeping across his nose and cheeks. “stop,” he grumbles.

you can’t help but laugh at your shy boyfriend. “you’re dramatic.”

“and you’re evil.”

“you’re in love with me.”

“i am.”

you roll your eyes playfully and he grins, finally peeking out fully to press a soft kiss to your cheek.

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𝗥𝗢𝗦𝗬 𝗖𝗛𝗘𝗘𝗞𝗦 ✸ 𝗡.𝗥𝗞

𝗦𝗖𝗘𝗡𝗘 ིྀ ────── 𝓂𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝗒𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝖻𝗅𝗎𝗌𝗁 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗈 𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗒 .

﹙ 𝟥𝟫𝟩 ﹚ / 𝑓. 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 ⠀⠀ 𓈒⠀𓈒ㅤㅤ 𝑐𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍 ── 𝗳𝗹𝘂𝗳𝗳 , 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 , 𝖼𝗎𝖽𝖽𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 , 𝗌𝗁𝗒 ! 𝗇𝗂𝗄𝗂 , 𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉 .

✿ 𝖷𝖮, #𝗞𝗜𝑆𝑆𝖤𝖲

“ki,” you whisper lightly, phone camera already in your hand as he turns his head just a little towards you.

“no,” he groans again, tugging the blanket up over his face. shielding himself from you, his voice comes out muffled. “you took like, twenty already.”

“that’s not true,” you protest, tilting your head as you adjust the angle of the camera a little. “it was twelve. i counted.”

he groans once more, but you see the way he peeks out from under the blanket. you catch sight oh his cheek that was flushed and tinted pink. his hair was still wild from the nap you both took, lips a little puffy. in your eyes, your boyfriend has never looked cuter.

you take the photo before he can register it and hide again.

“y/n!” he whines. you giggle, tossing your phone somewhere on the couch and scoot back over to him.

“what?” you nudge at the lump of boy bundled up in the fluffy fabric that was your blanket. “you’re so pretty. what if i want to cherish the moment?”

“you always say that,” he grumbles out, finally peeking out further just enough to look at you properly. his lashes are unfairly long, his eyes still a little sleepy and soft when they land on your face. “you’re weird.”

“and you love it,” you grin, settling comfortably beside him and lazily throwing your arm over his stomach. “don’t deny it, you know you do.”

niki lets out a small sigh, not responding right away, as his arm moves up to pull you closer. his palms slides under your (his) top, fingers warm and familiar on your bare back.

“you always take pictures when i’m not ready,” he says, quieter now, like he’s trying to be annoyed about it. “and then you show everyone like it’s a funny cat picture.”

you laugh again and nuzzle your nose to his neck. “i only show them the nice ones,” you murmur. “besides, you blush every time. it’s endearing.”

niki blinks, then immediately hides his face again, hiding the blooming hot pink creeping across his nose and cheeks. “stop,” he grumbles.

you can’t help but laugh at your shy boyfriend. “you’re dramatic.”

“and you’re evil.”

“you’re in love with me.”

“i am.”

you roll your eyes playfully and he grins, finally peeking out fully to press a soft kiss to your cheek.

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𝗥𝗢𝗦𝗬 𝗖𝗛𝗘𝗘𝗞𝗦 ✸ 𝗡.𝗥𝗞

𝗦𝗖𝗘𝗡𝗘 ིྀ ────── 𝓂𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝗒𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝖻𝗅𝗎𝗌𝗁 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗈 𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗒 .

﹙ 𝟥𝟫𝟩 ﹚ / 𝑓. 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 ⠀⠀ 𓈒⠀𓈒ㅤㅤ 𝑐𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍 ── 𝗳𝗹𝘂𝗳𝗳 , 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 , 𝖼𝗎𝖽𝖽𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 , 𝗌𝗁𝗒 ! 𝗇𝗂𝗄𝗂 , 𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉 .

✿ 𝖷𝖮, #𝗞𝗜𝑆𝑆𝖤𝖲

“ki,” you whisper lightly, phone camera already in your hand as he turns his head just a little towards you.

“no,” he groans again, tugging the blanket up over his face. shielding himself from you, his voice comes out muffled. “you took like, twenty already.”

“that’s not true,” you protest, tilting your head as you adjust the angle of the camera a little. “it was twelve. i counted.”

he groans once more, but you see the way he peeks out from under the blanket. you catch sight oh his cheek that was flushed and tinted pink. his hair was still wild from the nap you both took, lips a little puffy. in your eyes, your boyfriend has never looked cuter.

you take the photo before he can register it and hide again.

“y/n!” he whines. you giggle, tossing your phone somewhere on the couch and scoot back over to him.

“what?” you nudge at the lump of boy bundled up in the fluffy fabric that was your blanket. “you’re so pretty. what if i want to cherish the moment?”

“you always say that,” he grumbles out, finally peeking out further just enough to look at you properly. his lashes are unfairly long, his eyes still a little sleepy and soft when they land on your face. “you’re weird.”

“and you love it,” you grin, settling comfortably beside him and lazily throwing your arm over his stomach. “don’t deny it, you know you do.”

niki lets out a small sigh, not responding right away, as his arm moves up to pull you closer. his palms slides under your (his) top, fingers warm and familiar on your bare back.

“you always take pictures when i’m not ready,” he says, quieter now, like he’s trying to be annoyed about it. “and then you show everyone like it’s a funny cat picture.”

you laugh again and nuzzle your nose to his neck. “i only show them the nice ones,” you murmur. “besides, you blush every time. it’s endearing.”

niki blinks, then immediately hides his face again, hiding the blooming hot pink creeping across his nose and cheeks. “stop,” he grumbles.

you can’t help but laugh at your shy boyfriend. “you’re dramatic.”

“and you’re evil.”

“you’re in love with me.”

“i am.”

you roll your eyes playfully and he grins, finally peeking out fully to press a soft kiss to your cheek.

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𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗧 𝗘𝗬𝗘𝗗 ✸ 𝗣.𝗦𝗛

𝗦𝗖𝗘𝗡𝗘 ིྀ ────── 𝓈𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗇 𝗆𝖺𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖺 𝖻𝗂𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝖺 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖻𝗅𝖾𝗆 .

﹙ 𝟦𝟥𝟩 ﹚ / 𝑓. 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 ⠀⠀ 𓈒⠀𓈒ㅤㅤ 𝑐𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍 ── 𝗳𝗹𝘂𝗳𝗳 , 𝗍���𝖺𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 , 𝗌𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌 , 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖻𝖺𝖽 ! 𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗇 , 𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉 .

✿ 𝖷𝖮, #𝗞𝗜𝑆𝑆𝖤𝖲

your eyes flick over to sunghoon for the third time in less than, at most, two minutes. and he was still shamelessly staring.

“what?” you ask finally, blinking at him from across the couch.

sunghoon startles slightly, like he didn’t realize you’d catch him. as if you weren’t sitting right there with him. he shifts, leaning back on the arm of the couch, and plays it off with an unbothered shrug. “nothing.”

you narrow your eyes at him. “you’re staring at me.”

“maybe i just like looking at you.”

your breath hitched a little. you hate how casual he says it. like those words didn’t make your stomach erupt in butterflies.

he doesn’t even try to pretend he’s not still watching you either. you’re just sitting on the othe end of the couch, comfortable but lazy outfit on, face bare. but he looks at you like you’re the most unreal and beautiful thing he’s ever seen in his life.

he tilts his head to the side, almost teasing grin tugging at his lips. “you’re just pretty,” he says plainly. “i like your face.”

you blink and sigh. “sunghoon.”

“what?” he says again, grinning fully this time. “i’m only being honest.”

heat creeps up your neck and you shift your eyes back down to the forgotten book in your lap. but his gaze — more so stare — lingers. heavy but somehow soft at the same time. felt like he was he’s tracing the details of your face with his eyes. like he’s memorizing your smile for the first time even though he already knew it like the back of his hand.

he leans forward, chin perched on his hand now, voice smoother. “you just look so good when you’re focused on something,” he adds. “makes me wanna bother you.”

you glance up from the page you lost your place on. “you are bothering me.”

“good,” he hums, leaning closer. “that’s what i wanted.”

you roll your eyes, but you don’t move away. he reaches up, caressing your jaw softly, leans in a little bit closer. his palm moves to your cheek, thumb brushing ghostly across your skin.

“hoonie…” you whisper, gentler now.

he hums.

“you’re staring again.”

“i know,” he whispers, eyes not leaving yours. “can’t help it…you’re all i ever wanna look at.”

your heart flutters, maybe even skips a beat or two.

he pulls back and smiles, a little dazed, like he’s not even fully registering where he was when you’re that close. “sorry,” he adds, even though he clearly didn’t mean it. “i’m so in love with you, it’s actually embarrassing.”

you grin and pull him to you into a kiss.

he smiles into it, already leaning in again before you can pull back. “still bothering you?” he whispers, breath warm against your lips.

you shake your head. “shut up.”

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𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗧 𝗘𝗬𝗘𝗗 ✸ 𝗣.𝗦𝗛

𝗦𝗖𝗘𝗡𝗘 ིྀ ────── 𝓈𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗇 𝗆𝖺𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖺 𝖻𝗂𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝖺 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖻𝗅𝖾𝗆 .

﹙ 𝟦𝟥𝟩 ﹚ / 𝑓. 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 ⠀⠀ 𓈒⠀𓈒ㅤㅤ 𝑐𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍 ── 𝗳𝗹𝘂𝗳𝗳 , 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 , 𝗌𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌 , 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖻𝖺𝖽 ! 𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗇 , 𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉 .

✿ 𝖷𝖮, #𝗞𝗜𝑆𝑆𝖤𝖲

your eyes flick over to sunghoon for the third time in less than, at most, two minutes. and he was still shamelessly staring.

“what?” you ask finally, blinking at him from across the couch.

sunghoon startles slightly, like he didn’t realize you’d catch him. as if you weren’t sitting right there with him. he shifts, leaning back on the arm of the couch, and plays it off with an unbothered shrug. “nothing.”

you narrow your eyes at him. “you’re staring at me.”

“maybe i just like looking at you.”

your breath hitched a little. you hate how casual he says it. like those words didn’t make your stomach erupt in butterflies.

he doesn’t even try to pretend he’s not still watching you either. you’re just sitting on the othe end of the couch, comfortable but lazy outfit on, face bare. but he looks at you like you’re the most unreal and beautiful thing he’s ever seen in his life.

he tilts his head to the side, almost teasing grin tugging at his lips. “you’re just pretty,” he says plainly. “i like your face.”

you blink and sigh. “sunghoon.”

“what?” he says again, grinning fully this time. “i’m only being honest.”

heat creeps up your neck and you shift your eyes back down to the forgotten book in your lap. but his gaze — more so stare — lingers. heavy but somehow soft at the same time. felt like he was he’s tracing the details of your face with his eyes. like he’s memorizing your smile for the first time even though he already knew it like the back of his hand.

he leans forward, chin perched on his hand now, voice smoother. “you just look so good when you’re focused on something,” he adds. “makes me wanna bother you.”

you glance up from the page you lost your place on. “you are bothering me.”

“good,” he hums, leaning closer. “that’s what i wanted.”

you roll your eyes, but you don’t move away. he reaches up, caressing your jaw softly, leans in a little bit closer. his palm moves to your cheek, thumb brushing ghostly across your skin.

“hoonie…” you whisper, gentler now.

he hums.

“you’re staring again.”

“i know,” he whispers, eyes not leaving yours. “can’t help it…you’re all i ever wanna look at.”

your heart flutters, maybe even skips a beat or two.

he pulls back and smiles, a little dazed, like he’s not even fully registering where he was when you’re that close. “sorry,” he adds, even though he clearly didn’t mean it. “i’m so in love with you, it’s actually embarrassing.”

you grin and pull him to you into a kiss.

he smiles into it, already leaning in again before you can pull back. “still bothering you?” he whispers, breath warm against your lips.

you shake your head. “shut up.”

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𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗧 𝗘𝗬𝗘𝗗 ✸ 𝗣.𝗦𝗛

𝗦𝗖𝗘𝗡𝗘 ིྀ ────── 𝓈𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗇 𝗆𝖺𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖺 𝖻𝗂𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝖺 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖻𝗅𝖾𝗆 .

﹙ 𝟦𝟥𝟩 ﹚ / 𝑓. 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 ⠀⠀ 𓈒⠀𓈒ㅤㅤ 𝑐𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍 ── 𝗳𝗹𝘂𝗳𝗳 , 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 , 𝗌𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌 , 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖻𝖺𝖽 ! 𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗇 , 𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉 .

✿ 𝖷𝖮, #𝗞𝗜𝑆𝑆𝖤𝖲

your eyes flick over to sunghoon for the third time in less than, at most, two minutes. and he was still shamelessly staring.

“what?” you ask finally, blinking at him from across the couch.

sunghoon startles slightly, like he didn’t realize you’d catch him. as if you weren’t sitting right there with him. he shifts, leaning back on the arm of the couch, and plays it off with an unbothered shrug. “nothing.”

you narrow your eyes at him. “you’re staring at me.”

“maybe i just like looking at you.”

your breath hitched a little. you hate how casual he says it. like those words didn’t make your stomach erupt in butterflies.

he doesn’t even try to pretend he’s not still watching you either. you’re just sitting on the othe end of the couch, comfortable but lazy outfit on, face bare. but he looks at you like you’re the most unreal and beautiful thing he’s ever seen in his life.

he tilts his head to the side, almost teasing grin tugging at his lips. “you’re just pretty,” he says plainly. “i like your face.”

you blink and sigh. “sunghoon.”

“what?” he says again, grinning fully this time. “i’m only being honest.”

heat creeps up your neck and you shift your eyes back down to the forgotten book in your lap. but his gaze — more so stare — lingers. heavy but somehow soft at the same time. felt like he was he’s tracing the details of your face with his eyes. like he’s memorizing your smile for the first time even though he already knew it like the back of his hand.

he leans forward, chin perched on his hand now, voice smoother. “you just look so good when you’re focused on something,” he adds. “makes me wanna bother you.”

you glance up from the page you lost your place on. “you are bothering me.”

“good,” he hums, leaning closer. “that’s what i wanted.”

you roll your eyes, but you don’t move away. he reaches up, caressing your jaw softly, leans in a little bit closer. his palm moves to your cheek, thumb brushing ghostly across your skin.

“hoonie…” you whisper, gentler now.

he hums.

“you’re staring again.”

“i know,” he whispers, eyes not leaving yours. “can’t help it…you’re all i ever wanna look at.”

your heart flutters, maybe even skips a beat or two.

he pulls back and smiles, a little dazed, like he’s not even fully registering where he was when you’re that close. “sorry,” he adds, even though he clearly didn’t mean it. “i’m so in love with you, it’s actually embarrassing.”

you grin and pull him to you into a kiss.

he smiles into it, already leaning in again before you can pull back. “still bothering you?” he whispers, breath warm against your lips.

you shake your head. “shut up.”

[woostcr]

𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗧 𝗘𝗬𝗘𝗗 ✸ 𝗣.𝗦𝗛

𝗦𝗖𝗘𝗡𝗘 ིྀ ────── 𝓈𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗇 𝗆𝖺𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖺 𝖻𝗂𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝖺 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖻𝗅𝖾𝗆 .

﹙ 𝟦𝟥𝟩 ﹚ / 𝑓. 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 ⠀⠀ 𓈒⠀𓈒ㅤㅤ 𝑐𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍 ── 𝗳𝗹𝘂𝗳𝗳 , 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 , 𝗌𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌 , 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖻𝖺𝖽 ! 𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗇 , 𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉 .

✿ 𝖷𝖮, #𝗞𝗜𝑆𝑆𝖤𝖲

your eyes flick over to sunghoon for the third time in less than, at most, two minutes. and he was still shamelessly staring.

“what?” you ask finally, blinking at him from across the couch.

sunghoon startles slightly, like he didn’t realize you’d catch him. as if you weren’t sitting right there with him. he shifts, leaning back on the arm of the couch, and plays it off with an unbothered shrug. “nothing.”

you narrow your eyes at him. “you’re staring at me.”

“maybe i just like looking at you.”

your breath hitched a little. you hate how casual he says it. like those words didn’t make your stomach erupt in butterflies.

he doesn’t even try to pretend he’s not still watching you either. you’re just sitting on the othe end of the couch, comfortable but lazy outfit on, face bare. but he looks at you like you’re the most unreal and beautiful thing he’s ever seen in his life.

he tilts his head to the side, almost teasing grin tugging at his lips. “you’re just pretty,” he says plainly. “i like your face.”

you blink and sigh. “sunghoon.”

“what?” he says again, grinning fully this time. “i’m only being honest.”

heat creeps up your neck and you shift your eyes back down to the forgotten book in your lap. but his gaze — more so stare — lingers. heavy but somehow soft at the same time. felt like he was he’s tracing the details of your face with his eyes. like he’s memorizing your smile for the first time even though he already knew it like the back of his hand.

he leans forward, chin perched on his hand now, voice smoother. “you just look so good when you’re focused on something,” he adds. “makes me wanna bother you.”

you glance up from the page you lost your place on. “you are bothering me.”

“good,” he hums, leaning closer. “that’s what i wanted.”

you roll your eyes, but you don’t move away. he reaches up, caressing your jaw softly, leans in a little bit closer. his palm moves to your cheek, thumb brushing ghostly across your skin.

“hoonie…” you whisper, gentler now.

he hums.

“you’re staring again.”

“i know,” he whispers, eyes not leaving yours. “can’t help it…you’re all i ever wanna look at.”

your heart flutters, maybe even skips a beat or two.

he pulls back and smiles, a little dazed, like he’s not even fully registering where he was when you’re that close. “sorry,” he adds, even though he clearly didn’t mean it. “i’m so in love with you, it’s actually embarrassing.”

you grin and pull him to you into a kiss.

he smiles into it, already leaning in again before you can pull back. “still bothering you?” he whispers, breath warm against your lips.

you shake your head. “shut up.”

[woostcr]

𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗧 𝗘𝗬𝗘𝗗 ✸ 𝗣.𝗦𝗛

𝗦𝗖𝗘𝗡𝗘 ིྀ ────── 𝓈𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗇 𝗆𝖺𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖺 𝖻𝗂𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝖺 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖻𝗅𝖾𝗆 .

﹙ 𝟦𝟥𝟩 ﹚ / 𝑓. 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 ⠀⠀ 𓈒⠀𓈒ㅤㅤ 𝑐𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍 ── 𝗳𝗹𝘂𝗳𝗳 , 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 , 𝗌𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌 , 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖻𝖺𝖽 ! 𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗇 , 𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉 .

✿ 𝖷𝖮, #𝗞𝗜𝑆𝑆𝖤𝖲

your eyes flick over to sunghoon for the third time in less than, at most, two minutes. and he was still shamelessly staring.

“what?” you ask finally, blinking at him from across the couch.

sunghoon startles slightly, like he didn’t realize you’d catch him. as if you weren’t sitting right there with him. he shifts, leaning back on the arm of the couch, and plays it off with an unbothered shrug. “nothing.”

you narrow your eyes at him. “you’re staring at me.”

“maybe i just like looking at you.”

your breath hitched a little. you hate how casual he says it. like those words didn’t make your stomach erupt in butterflies.

he doesn’t even try to pretend he’s not still watching you either. you’re just sitting on the othe end of the couch, comfortable but lazy outfit on, face bare. but he looks at you like you’re the most unreal and beautiful thing he’s ever seen in his life.

he tilts his head to the side, almost teasing grin tugging at his lips. “you’re just pretty,” he says plainly. “i like your face.”

you blink and sigh. “sunghoon.”

“what?” he says again, grinning fully this time. “i’m only being honest.”

heat creeps up your neck and you shift your eyes back down to the forgotten book in your lap. but his gaze — more so stare — lingers. heavy but somehow soft at the same time. felt like he was he’s tracing the details of your face with his eyes. like he’s memorizing your smile for the first time even though he already knew it like the back of his hand.

he leans forward, chin perched on his hand now, voice smoother. “you just look so good when you’re focused on something,” he adds. “makes me wanna bother you.”

you glance up from the page you lost your place on. “you are bothering me.”

“good,” he hums, leaning closer. “that’s what i wanted.”

you roll your eyes, but you don’t move away. he reaches up, caressing your jaw softly, leans in a little bit closer. his palm moves to your cheek, thumb brushing ghostly across your skin.

“hoonie…” you whisper, gentler now.

he hums.

“you’re staring again.”

“i know,” he whispers, eyes not leaving yours. “can’t help it…you’re all i ever wanna look at.”

your heart flutters, maybe even skips a beat or two.

he pulls back and smiles, a little dazed, like he’s not even fully registering where he was when you’re that close. “sorry,” he adds, even though he clearly didn’t mean it. “i’m so in love with you, it’s actually embarrassing.”

you grin and pull him to you into a kiss.

he smiles into it, already leaning in again before you can pull back. “still bothering you?” he whispers, breath warm against your lips.

you shake your head. “shut up.”

[woostcr]

hi new moot >_< ur account is so cute bye

hi new mootie ! ur account is cuter <3 bai

[woostcr]

o em gee i love ur blog its so cute and your jake post absolutely in love <33

AHH tysm angel ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ur theme is literally stunning

[woostcr]

𝗖𝗔𝗡'𝗧 𝗛𝗘𝗟𝗣 𝗜𝗧 ✸ 𝗦.𝗝𝗬

𝗦𝗖𝗘𝗡𝗘 ིྀ ────── 𝒽𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗈 𝖻𝖺𝖽, 𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 .

﹙ 𝟨𝟢𝟧 ﹚ / 𝑓. 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 ⠀⠀ 𓈒⠀𓈒ㅤㅤ 𝑐𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍 ── 𝘀𝗺𝘂𝘁 , 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝗇𝗈 , teasing , 𝗀𝗋𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 , 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 , 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 , 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽𝗒 ! 𝗃𝖺𝗄𝖾 . 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗈𝖿𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽 !!

✿ 𝖷𝖮, #𝗞𝗜𝑆𝑆𝖤𝖲

you’re not exactly sure what makes you wake up from your sleep.

maybe, the constants shifts and dips in the bed, the warm and sharp breaths hitting your skin, or maybe it’s just instinct. the way your body always knows when he needs you.

your legs were parted, one of them draped over jake’s hip, and jake’s between them; trembling. you’re still dazed, vision blurry with sleep, but you feel him very clearly. his forehead was pressed to your neck, nose tickling your collarbone, and the warm, thickness of his tip dragging slowly between your folds.

he wasn’t inside you, but instead gliding gently, torturously. his tip nudging your clit and slipping through your slick every time he rocked his hips.

you presume he must’ve been doing it for a while. you were soaked.

the sheets were scrunched around you, the air slowly thickening with something far from innocent. and the lewd, wet sounds between your thighs begin to register in your ears, enough to have your own breath catching now.

“jake…?” you whisper, voice still full of sleep.

he jumps a little, his movements pause. and when he exhales, it’s the softest, most guilty and surrendering sound you’ve ever heard.

“shit,” he whispers as he meets your sleepy eyes, hand cupping your cheek instantly. “i—i’m sorry, sweetheart. i couldn’t sleep…you were right here, but i didn’t wanna wake you. i was just—“

he slides against you again, his tip dragging over you deliberately. he bites his lip feeling like he can’t stop. like your body was luring him in no matter how much he fought it.

“fuck, you feel so good…”

your hand reaches up to tangle into his hair, soft and gentle, pulling him down to a kiss as your legs spread even further open.

“you don’t have to stop,” you murmur against his lips. “i told you, love. you can have me anytime.”

he whimpers all quiet and broken, like he needed the permission more than anything else. your words allowing the last bit of restraint he had to shatter.

and without another word, he slides into you in one slow, deep, and smooth thrust.

you sick in a breath as he as he sinks all the way into you, the stretch so familiar yet still overwhelming. his forehead drops to yours, and he lets out a shaky moan.

“oh my god…baby, fuckfuckfuck, i’m sorry—i needed you so bad.”

you hold him close, letting him settle completely inside you. your walls clenching around him as he tries not to fall apart then and there.

“feels so good, jake,” you whisper. “you waited so long, didn’t you?”

he nods, voice weak. “couldn’t stop thinking about it. you looked so pretty. i—fuck, i was trying to just rub against you, but you were so wet, sweetheart. so fucking warm.”

he starts moving now, slow, sensual rolls of his hips into you like he wants to drag this out as much as possible. the otherwise silent room fills with wet, sinful sounds of your bodies meeting again and again. your name falling from his lips in a quiet chant.

“say you need me,” he pleads softly, eyes almost glossy even in the dark. “please? just say it.”

you snake both arms around his neck, pulling him impossibly closer than he already was.

“need you, yunie. always.”

his hips stutter and his breath hitches. something about your needy little voice, and that damned nickname turned him on to no end. his cock jumps a little inside you. and he fucks you just a little deeper, still slow, still careful. like he’s worshipping every inch of you.

[woostcr]

【 𝗪𝗢𝗢𝗦𝗧𝗖𝗥 𝗗𝗜𝗥𝗘𝗖𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗬 】

🩰 𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍. 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝗋𝖽. 𝗋𝗎𝗅𝖾𝗌.

𝗍𝖺𝗀𝗌. 𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀. 𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍. 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀.

𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗉. 𝗏𝖺𝗎𝗅𝗍.

#𝗜𝗠𝖯𝖮𝖱𝖳𝖠𝖭𝖳

[woostcr]

【 𝗪𝗢𝗢𝗦𝗧𝗖𝗥 𝗧𝗔𝗚𝗦 】

[woostcr]

𝗖𝗔𝗡'𝗧 𝗛𝗘𝗟𝗣 𝗜𝗧 ✸ 𝗦.𝗝𝗬

𝗦𝗖𝗘𝗡𝗘 ིྀ ────── 𝒽𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗈 𝖻𝖺𝖽, 𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 .

﹙ 𝟨𝟢𝟧 ﹚ / 𝑓. 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 ⠀⠀ 𓈒⠀𓈒ㅤㅤ 𝑐𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍 ── 𝘀𝗺𝘂𝘁 , 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝗇𝗈 , teasing , 𝗀𝗋𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 , 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 , 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 , 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽𝗒 ! 𝗃𝖺𝗄𝖾 . 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗈𝖿𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽 !!

✿ 𝖷𝖮, #𝗞𝗜𝑆𝑆𝖤𝖲

you’re not exactly sure what makes you wake up from your sleep.

maybe, the constants shifts and dips in the bed, the warm and sharp breaths hitting your skin, or maybe it’s just instinct. the way your body always knows when he needs you.

your legs were parted, one of them draped over jake’s hip, and jake’s between them; trembling. you’re still dazed, vision blurry with sleep, but you feel him very clearly. his forehead was pressed to your neck, nose tickling your collarbone, and the warm, thickness of his tip dragging slowly between your folds.

he wasn’t inside you, but instead gliding gently, torturously. his tip nudging your clit and slipping through your slick every time he rocked his hips.

you presume he must’ve been doing it for a while. you were soaked.

the sheets were scrunched around you, the air slowly thickening with something far from innocent. and the lewd, wet sounds between your thighs begin to register in your ears, enough to have your own breath catching now.

“jake…?” you whisper, voice still full of sleep.

he jumps a little, his movements pause. and when he exhales, it’s the softest, most guilty and surrendering sound you’ve ever heard.

“shit,” he whispers as he meets your sleepy eyes, hand cupping your cheek instantly. “i—i’m sorry, sweetheart. i couldn’t sleep…you were right here, but i didn’t wanna wake you. i was just—“

he slides against you again, his tip dragging over you deliberately. he bites his lip feeling like he can’t stop. like your body was luring him in no matter how much he fought it.

“fuck, you feel so good…”

your hand reaches up to tangle into his hair, soft and gentle, pulling him down to a kiss as your legs spread even further open.

“you don’t have to stop,” you murmur against his lips. “i told you, love. you can have me anytime.”

he whimpers all quiet and broken, like he needed the permission more than anything else. your words allowing the last bit of restraint he had to shatter.

and without another word, he slides into you in one slow, deep, and smooth thrust.

you sick in a breath as he as he sinks all the way into you, the stretch so familiar yet still overwhelming. his forehead drops to yours, and he lets out a shaky moan.

“oh my god…baby, fuckfuckfuck, i’m sorry—i needed you so bad.”

you hold him close, letting him settle completely inside you. your walls clenching around him as he tries not to fall apart then and there.

“feels so good, jake,” you whisper. “you waited so long, didn’t you?”

he nods, voice weak. “couldn’t stop thinking about it. you looked so pretty. i—fuck, i was trying to just rub against you, but you were so wet, sweetheart. so fucking warm.”

he starts moving now, slow, sensual rolls of his hips into you like he wants to drag this out as much as possible. the otherwise silent room fills with wet, sinful sounds of your bodies meeting again and again. your name falling from his lips in a quiet chant.

“say you need me,” he pleads softly, eyes almost glossy even in the dark. “please? just say it.”

you snake both arms around his neck, pulling him impossibly closer than he already was.

“need you, yunie. always.”

his hips stutter and his breath hitches. something about your needy little voice, and that damned nickname turned him on to no end. his cock jumps a little inside you. and he fucks you just a little deeper, still slow, still careful. like he’s worshipping every inch of you.

[woostcr]

𝗖𝗔𝗡'𝗧 𝗛𝗘𝗟𝗣 𝗜𝗧 ✸ 𝗦.𝗝𝗬

𝗦𝗖𝗘𝗡𝗘 ིྀ ────── 𝒽𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗈 𝖻𝖺𝖽, 𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 .

﹙ 𝟨𝟢𝟧 ﹚ / 𝑓. 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 ⠀⠀ 𓈒⠀𓈒ㅤㅤ 𝑐𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍 ── 𝘀𝗺𝘂𝘁 , 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝗇𝗈 , teasing , 𝗀𝗋𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 , 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 , 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 , 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽𝗒 ! 𝗃𝖺𝗄𝖾 . 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗈𝖿𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽 !!

✿ 𝖷𝖮, #𝗞𝗜𝑆𝑆𝖤𝖲

you’re not exactly sure what makes you wake up from your sleep.

maybe, the constants shifts and dips in the bed, the warm and sharp breaths hitting your skin, or maybe it’s just instinct. the way your body always knows when he needs you.

your legs were parted, one of them draped over jake’s hip, and jake’s between them; trembling. you’re still dazed, vision blurry with sleep, but you feel him very clearly. his forehead was pressed to your neck, nose tickling your collarbone, and the warm, thickness of his tip dragging slowly between your folds.

he wasn’t inside you, but instead gliding gently, torturously. his tip nudging your clit and slipping through your slick every time he rocked his hips.

you presume he must’ve been doing it for a while. you were soaked.

the sheets were scrunched around you, the air slowly thickening with something far from innocent. and the lewd, wet sounds between your thighs begin to register in your ears, enough to have your own breath catching now.

“jake…?” you whisper, voice still full of sleep.

he jumps a little, his movements pause. and when he exhales, it’s the softest, most guilty and surrendering sound you’ve ever heard.

“shit,” he whispers as he meets your sleepy eyes, hand cupping your cheek instantly. “i—i’m sorry, sweetheart. i couldn’t sleep…you were right here, but i didn’t wanna wake you. i was just—“

he slides against you again, his tip dragging over you deliberately. he bites his lip feeling like he can’t stop. like your body was luring him in no matter how much he fought it.

“fuck, you feel so good…”

your hand reaches up to tangle into his hair, soft and gentle, pulling him down to a kiss as your legs spread even further open.

“you don’t have to stop,” you murmur against his lips. “i told you, love. you can have me anytime.”

he whimpers all quiet and broken, like he needed the permission more than anything else. your words allowing the last bit of restraint he had to shatter.

and without another word, he slides into you in one slow, deep, and smooth thrust.

you sick in a breath as he as he sinks all the way into you, the stretch so familiar yet still overwhelming. his forehead drops to yours, and he lets out a shaky moan.

“oh my god…baby, fuckfuckfuck, i’m sorry—i needed you so bad.”

you hold him close, letting him settle completely inside you. your walls clenching around him as he tries not to fall apart then and there.

“feels so good, jake,” you whisper. “you waited so long, didn’t you?”

he nods, voice weak. “couldn’t stop thinking about it. you looked so pretty. i—fuck, i was trying to just rub against you, but you were so wet, sweetheart. so fucking warm.”

he starts moving now, slow, sensual rolls of his hips into you like he wants to drag this out as much as possible. the otherwise silent room fills with wet, sinful sounds of your bodies meeting again and again. your name falling from his lips in a quiet chant.

“say you need me,” he pleads softly, eyes almost glossy even in the dark. “please? just say it.”

you snake both arms around his neck, pulling him impossibly closer than he already was.

“need you, yunie. always.”

his hips stutter and his breath hitches. something about your needy little voice, and that damned nickname turned him on to no end. his cock jumps a little inside you. and he fucks you just a little deeper, still slow, still careful. like he’s worshipping every inch of you.

[woostcr]

𝗖𝗔𝗡'𝗧 𝗛𝗘𝗟𝗣 𝗜𝗧 ✸ 𝗦.𝗝𝗬

𝗦𝗖𝗘𝗡𝗘 ིྀ ────── 𝒽𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗈 𝖻𝖺𝖽, 𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 .

﹙ 𝟨𝟢𝟧 ﹚ / 𝑓. 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 ⠀⠀ 𓈒⠀𓈒ㅤㅤ 𝑐𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍 ── 𝘀𝗺𝘂𝘁 , 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝗇𝗈 , teasing , 𝗀𝗋𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 , 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 , 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 , 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽𝗒 ! 𝗃𝖺𝗄𝖾 . 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗈𝖿𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽 !!

✿ 𝖷𝖮, #𝗞𝗜𝑆𝑆𝖤𝖲

you’re not exactly sure what makes you wake up from your sleep.

maybe, the constants shifts and dips in the bed, the warm and sharp breaths hitting your skin, or maybe it’s just instinct. the way your body always knows when he needs you.

your legs were parted, one of them draped over jake’s hip, and jake’s between them; trembling. you’re still dazed, vision blurry with sleep, but you feel him very clearly. his forehead was pressed to your neck, nose tickling your collarbone, and the warm, thickness of his tip dragging slowly between your folds.

he wasn’t inside you, but instead gliding gently, torturously. his tip nudging your clit and slipping through your slick every time he rocked his hips.

you presume he must’ve been doing it for a while. you were soaked.

the sheets were scrunched around you, the air slowly thickening with something far from innocent. and the lewd, wet sounds between your thighs begin to register in your ears, enough to have your own breath catching now.

“jake…?” you whisper, voice still full of sleep.

he jumps a little, his movements pause. and when he exhales, it’s the softest, most guilty and surrendering sound you’ve ever heard.

“shit,” he whispers as he meets your sleepy eyes, hand cupping your cheek instantly. “i—i’m sorry, sweetheart. i couldn’t sleep…you were right here, but i didn’t wanna wake you. i was just—“

he slides against you again, his tip dragging over you deliberately. he bites his lip feeling like he can’t stop. like your body was luring him in no matter how much he fought it.

“fuck, you feel so good…”

your hand reaches up to tangle into his hair, soft and gentle, pulling him down to a kiss as your legs spread even further open.

“you don’t have to stop,” you murmur against his lips. “i told you, love. you can have me anytime.”

he whimpers all quiet and broken, like he needed the permission more than anything else. your words allowing the last bit of restraint he had to shatter.

and without another word, he slides into you in one slow, deep, and smooth thrust.

you sick in a breath as he as he sinks all the way into you, the stretch so familiar yet still overwhelming. his forehead drops to yours, and he lets out a shaky moan.

“oh my god…baby, fuckfuckfuck, i’m sorry—i needed you so bad.”

you hold him close, letting him settle completely inside you. your walls clenching around him as he tries not to fall apart then and there.

“feels so good, jake,” you whisper. “you waited so long, didn’t you?”

he nods, voice weak. “couldn’t stop thinking about it. you looked so pretty. i—fuck, i was trying to just rub against you, but you were so wet, sweetheart. so fucking warm.”

he starts moving now, slow, sensual rolls of his hips into you like he wants to drag this out as much as possible. the otherwise silent room fills with wet, sinful sounds of your bodies meeting again and again. your name falling from his lips in a quiet chant.

“say you need me,” he pleads softly, eyes almost glossy even in the dark. “please? just say it.”

you snake both arms around his neck, pulling him impossibly closer than he already was.

“need you, yunie. always.”

his hips stutter and his breath hitches. something about your needy little voice, and that damned nickname turned him on to no end. his cock jumps a little inside you. and he fucks you just a little deeper, still slow, still careful. like he’s worshipping every inch of you.