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cinnamon, honey, & sage — geto suguru x human!reader

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⋆.ೃ࿔*: warnings & a/n : nothing, just fluff, girldad!geto suguru, honestly nothing too crazy or exciting just suguru going soft for a human (lmk if i should make a part two)

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geto suguru didn't particularly look forward to having to saunter into the small bakery just a mere ten minute walk from his current residence. no, not because it was unsanitary or even that the food was bad — he simply wished to never interact with the monkeys nearby if he could help it.

they left a stench, one of greed and unworthiness. rotten and disgusting. actively seeking them out was not on his to-do list.

yet nanako and mimiko couldn't let the small place go. they loved it there. when suguru would give the girls a wad of cash and urge them to spend their day in the small city nearby — this place was always their last stop.

despite being branded as a bakery it stayed open late and sold sake, and even though the cute owner that sat behind the counter would giggle and politely refuse to sell the two girls the alcohol — she always gave them an extra pastry and let them spill their teenage gossip to her.

we bought you a scone geto-sama... but we shared it on the way home nanako would admit with a half-guilty grin but you should really try it yourself anyways! the owner is very pretty and i promise it smells nice!

he'd scoff lovingly at this, but the more the pair gushed about the owner and her sweet attitude towards his girls, it had become a recurring thought. and since mimiko had gotten sick, and inevitably passed it on to nanako — he figured the girls deserved some cheering up as they were getting better.

suguru looks up, the neon sign reads magic shop in japanese, lighting up in a pink and purple hue with the words bakery & bar underneath.

the sun was setting now and the bell to the door rings softly, alerting you from the back of the shop to a new customer. though you were open for another hour you weren't expecting many more customers on a week night.

suguru observes the small building, comfortable booths line the wall, and the ceiling to floor windows are littered with hanging plants and vines. lights dim and colorful flood his vision while soft music meets his ears. the atmosphere is nice, calming even and suguru finds himself looking for something to be displeased with. he grunts when he can't find anything.

so far his girls were right, it does smell nice. yet he hasn't seen another person yet, until he hears small padding footsteps come to the front — you must be the sweet owner who gives away free treats.

your face is pleasant and welcoming as you take in his appearance, skin a bit hot as you observe the much taller man. his dark hair is long, half tied up into a bun and the rest cascading over his shoulders. he's wearing a black button up, sleeve rolled up and tucked into casual black slacks that accentuate his figure nicely. and he is handsome. god, is he handsome.

you let the thoughts drift away as his gaze looks a bit apprehensive before slowly approaching the counter.

"hi, welcome in." you greet softly, voice melodic and sweet and he can't help but rejoice a bit that you aren't overly cheery or theatrical. "were you looking for anything specific tonight?"

he finally stops right in front of counter, gaze boring down onto you as he studies you. "yes, actually." he responds, voice low and dreamy as he scans the window with the pastries. "two raspberry muffins, three cinnamon scones, a cheese danish, and a loaf of your homemade bread."

his recitation of the order is precise and memorized, and you can't help but let out a giggle to yourself before commenting, "you must be the protective hermit who looks after mimiko and nanako, yeah?" you ask as he looks at you with a slightly shocked expression. you giggle again, and he leans a bit closer instinctively at the sound. "their words, not mine.. it's geto, right?"

he nods in confirmation, for some reason introducing himself with his full name as you do the same. at your comment he actually lets out a small chuckle, a grin finally finding his face and actually meeting his eyes before he nods, "i suppose that would be me.. i don't find myself out much, i have.. sensitivities." he admits, in the middle of his sentence realizing he hadn't even grimaced at a certain smell yet. no. you smelt nice, inviting even — you smelt of cinnamon, honey, and... what was that?... a hint of sage maybe. not too sweet or overbearing. suguru mentally slapped himself for enjoying it as much as he did. "you knew that just by their order?"

you laugh again as you nod, beginning to grab his items before speaking. "yeah, they've become some of my favorite regulars. they typically order the same things — aside from the homemade bread." you tell him, "you must not have much of a sweet tooth." you observe as he nods in confirmation. "that's okay, i don't really either.."

"yet you run a bakery?" suguru quips, letting out a small laugh as you nod.

"and bar." you correct with a smirk, "i know, i see the irony, too. but baking was something i learned to love from someone who just.. meant a lot to me." you find yourself admitting for reasons unknown. why were you so easily telling this man things about yourself?

he can almost see you inner turmoil, but he can understand your passion — loving something because someone you loved also did. it was slightly heartwarming, and he could feel his past creeping up his throat a bit. he swallows it down.

you clear your throat. "oo, i know! i have a new item i'd like you to try.. it's a taro bun but i make it with a different herbal mix, not too sweet but not too bitter. i think you might like it." you suggest, placing two of the lilac colored buns into his now large packaged box that was decorated in your logo and littered in small doodled flowers.

typically suguru would flinch and disregard anyones assumption at what he might like, yet he found himself gravitating toward you. listening intently, and he even hoped you were right. then he could come back and give you his honest review.

was he seriously searching for a reason to see you again already? tsk. maybe his girls were right, you do seem quite intriguing and magnetic. he can't believe he's allowing himself to think this way about a non-sorcerer.

"speaking of, where have those two been? i haven't seen them the last week or so — i was starting to get worried." you ponder, ringing his total up on your register. typically any pry into his life would annoy him, but your concern seems genuine and leaves him curious.

"ah, mimiko seems to have caught an illness and of course, nanako got it from her." suguru explains, and you're worried gaze finds his and he is quick to reassure you. "they're both already on the mend, don't worry. they talk a lot about this place.. and you.." suguru begrudgingly admits, "i figured this would cheer them up a bit."

your face immediately blushes at the idea that he already knew about you prior. "hmm, that's very sweet of you... here, take some tonyu with you as well. they usually get a few boxes, but they always switch up the flavors." you tell him, and he's only just now realizing how attentive you've been to them while on their own. he finds himself grateful that they were in good hands. you give him four different flavors of the drinks.

you bag all of the items together and you both find yourself a little bit desperate to spend a bit more time in the other's presences. "say, what time does your shop close?" suguru finds himself speaking before his brain can process what he's doing.

you look up at him with big eyes, almost shocked before you stutter out an answer. "i close in about.. uhh.. 13 minutes." you tell him, not realizing how much time had passed. "why do you ask?"

"any chance you'll let a customer in after close to share some sake with?" he asks next, a sweet grin painting his face as you blush wildly. how had a human woo'd him so easily?

"hmm.. only for the handsome stranger i've heard so much about." you hum to yourself as his shoulders bob a bit though his laughter. "go to your girls, i'll have our drink ready when you get back." you smile warmly, and he thanks you.

not even twenty minutes later you see his silhouette approaching, and you go to unlock the door. as you pull it open, you see a small box in his hands and realize he's brought the taro buns with him.

"i figured we could share these, and i could go ahead and give you my honest review, yeah?" he speaks as he steps inside, stopping just in front of you. his tall frame swallowing you as he leans in and you grow bit flustered. you grin. "ready for that drink?"

𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐛𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 | 𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐲𝐚𝐦

(gif credits to @peace--n--love)

— summary: ao'nung calls you the way neteyam usually calls you, which makes him feel jealous and insecure, but that finally pushes him to confess something he has been feeling for too long. — pairing: neteyam x female!na'vi!reader — word count: 2k —warnings: pure and comforting fluff, ao'nung being ao'nung (an idiot), love confessions, jealous!neteyam, neteyam being the purest and most beautiful angel.

* Neteyam is aged up, for obvious reasons, of course; he is 19 years old. * Sluyang means flower.

neteyam's playlist i made for inspo

writer's note: english is not my mother tongue, so please forgive me if there is a grammatical error. hope you like it!

You liked to observe the beauty that Eywa gave to Pandora, you were still surprised by how beautiful the forest and the places it could hide, even after having grown up there and having been all those years among its leafy trees, even so, the forest hid secret and beautiful places, worthy of being seen and found by only those chosen ones.

Your mother was sure that you had a special connection with Eywa, practically since the day you were born and opened your eyes for the first time, green as a pair of emeralds. She told you that you had come into the world for a purpose, that you were Eywa's chosen one, in fact, those were her last words to you before she passed away in your arms, haunted all her life by an illness from which she never got better. And since then, Jake and Neytiri had taken care of you, accepting you into their family as if you had always been one of them. You soon became close to their children, especially with Neteyam, as you were close in age.

And because of that special fascination you had for the forest and nature in general, Neteyam made a habit of always bringing you things from his many explorations and hunts, things that reminded him of you; flowers, leaves and even rocks, bright and beautiful, out of the ordinary, that stood out among everything else, just like you.

“You don't have to, 'Teyam.” You always said every time he came to you once again with a new gift. But he would simply shake his head, offering you a charming and gentle little smile, ever so kind, ears slightly bent and gaze so bright every time he met yours that it seemed to dazzle you, leaving you completely mesmerized.

With a coy smile you tried to avert your gaze from his, analyzing the object now in your hands. “Really, it's not necessary.”

“I like to do it.” He would simply reply, seeking your gaze with his big, captivating, coaxing eyes, as if it were something insignificant, something that didn't matter, something that wasn't like the nicest thing anyone had ever done for you. And you would do nothing but grin at him. You couldn't stop smiling, your cheeks felt almost numb, but you were happy, content, he made you happy. And you knew that this, in the long run, would bring serious consequences, not so good, you supposed.

And now, in the huge ocean, when you thought nothing would surprise you anymore, Eywa seemed to turn every assumption you had upside down. Jake had taken you with him and his family to the place where the Metkayina Clan lived, leaving the Omaticaya behind, leaving the shelter that the forest offered you, to now be surrounded by the ocean; salt water and sandy land.

They had been kind enough to accept you into their home and to show you their ways, noting the great difference from your own, but, apparently the younger members of the clan were not as friendly to strangers as the older ones.

Ao'nung had been rather harsh with you, especially Kiri, whom they had addressed as a freak, as they had nicknamed her, and from there, the problem grew larger, for you and Lo'ak had taken up against them in her defense.

“Look at her.” Ao'nung called out, following Kiri like prey, looking at her with big, disgusted eyes. “Is she a freak or something?”

“Don't call her that.” You stated in a not at all friendly tone, scowl and defiant eyes looking up at the chief's son, pointing at him with your index finger and thus causing him to move backwards. “You have no right to call her that, did you hear me? The Chief's son or not, I'll kick your ass.”

With a tilt of your head, you stated the threat, making him snort ungraciously, looking at you with a raised eyebrow.

“For such a pretty little girl, you sure have a big mouth.” His big eyes narrowed as he spoke, demonstrating a smug attitude as he heard a couple of snickers from his little friends at his words. “You are one of us, little flower. Why you waste your time hanging out with these aliens?”

“Hey!” Lo'ak exclaimed, appearing at your side, fists clenched and face angry. “Don't call her that, get away from her!”

“Please, leave us alone.” Kiri grumbled behind your back, hearing how now, you were the target of annoyance from the little group.

Your mouth hung open wide, totally offended now, feeling the fury shake your body from head to toe, your tail wagging angrily as you lunged at him at the same time you heard an 'oh uh' from Lo'ak.

But your movement was halted as you watched as a body larger than yours stepped between you and the bully, leaving you in view of nothing but a broad back you knew all too well and blocking Ao'nung's smug, sneering face from your view.

“That's enough.” Neteyam said in a stern tone, deep voice and tense body, always as diplomatic and calm as ever, braids moving under the command of the wind and his head, which rose slightly, giving him a more stern and much more menacing stance. “As long as we are here you will treat my family with respect and call no one by other than their names.”

His head moved so that he could look at the faces of the little group that had formed, friends of Ao'nung, as silly as he was, apparently, but who, in Neteyam's presence, seemed to have been brought back to reality and put back in their places. They were not so foolish after all, they knew that against him they would have no choice but to flee. Cowards.

“(Y/N) is just fine for you, got it?”

“Whatever.” Ao'nung replied, rolling his eyes and starting to walk, bumping his shoulder against Neteyam's as he walked past him, his eyes met yours for a couple of seconds and he offered you a smirk, making you grunt and by the time you could take a step towards him, a hand found itself on your forearm, stopping any act of violence you had planned to do.

“Cowards.” Kiri spat, rolling her eyes.

When you looked back, Neteyam was looking at you with eyes, dark, but now filled with concern, his fingers barely caressing your skin before he pulled away from your arm.

“Are you okay, syulang?”

You rolled your eyes, sighing heavily. “I'd be better if I'd beaten that skxawng—”

“Hey.” He interrupted you, noticing how your ears were still bent and your tail twitching behind your back and he laid both of his hands on your shoulders now, in an attempt to reassure you, giving you delicate petting strokes. “It's okay, it's all over now.” His gaze traveled to his siblings behind you, moving his head and face transforming to one of authority, chin up. His voice came through loud and clear, almost scolding. “Home, now. You've had a lot for today.”

Lo'ak lifted his hands, looking incredulous. “But they were bugging-”

Neteyam was quick to interrupt him. “Home. We will talk to father later.”

The younger boy let out a snarl and without further ado, began walking back to where his family was staying, followed closely by Kiri, who kept a glum face, arms crossed over her chest.

And now, all of Neteyam's attention landed on you, as it naturally did, as his body always seemed to do instinctively, even though he didn't even intend to, he always focused on you, as if you were the center of the universe, the sun of his world, the core of his heart, the magnet of his mind and the horizon of his eyes. He saw you. He had always seen you. And practically everyone in his family knew, perhaps everyone on the whole planet, except for you, of course.

Neteyam had expressly refused any offer or even, even idea from his parents to find him a Tsahik as his position as the future leader of the clan, it was his duty and it behoved him to follow to the letter the duty that rested on his shoulders as the future chief, but now, all that had been left behind with his leaving. Now all he cared about having was you. All that mattered was you.

With a beautiful sunset behind him, he began to speak to you once again, hands gently running over your shoulders and arms, becoming more attentive, affectionate, but still concerned. His brow furrowed slightly and you knew immediately that a scolding was coming now. “What were you thinking, hm? Fighting them all?”

He was always like that with you, especially when you were alone together. Neteyam never felt he was enough for his father, and he too never seemed to be satisfied of him, let alone see all that his son did for his family, for his siblings and for him, but with you, with you everything was different, he could be different, he could be himself and he knew that was enough for you, you made him feel enough, you made him feel special.

“If that's what I had to do for protecting Kiri, Lo'ak and their family's honor, of course.” You answered immediately and with your words, sounding so sure and affirmative, Neteyam felt his heart be flooded with a most familiar warmth, an emotion quite well-known to him whenever you were near him and said things such as those, always putting others before yourself, putting the welfare of his family before yourself.

A smile tugged at Neteyam's lips, admiring you with bright, big eyes, his hands trailing down your shoulders, sliding down your arms to your hands, taking them between his own tenderly, fingers toying with yours absentmindedly as he watched the clear size difference.

“He called you little flower.” Neteyam stated after a silence of a couple of seconds, twisting his head. His jaw was clenched and ears barely tilted back. “I call you that.”

You bit your lower lip, holding back the smile that threatened to curve your lips at his clear display of jealousy. He was upset about it and you had to reassure him. Your fingers caressed his wrist, tracing imaginary lines down his forearm. “I like it better when you do it.”

“I sure hope so.” He smiled again and tugged on your hand, inviting you to walk with him, both of your hands tangled between his arm, and he didn't waste a second in drawing you to him. “I want to show you something.”

. . .

Neteyam had found the spot walking along the local beach, it was a bit far from the place where his family was staying and it was far from the town in general, but that made it a perfect location. It was a small bay, surrounded by coastal vegetation, a couple of palm trees and soft silky sand, but what was really amazing, was the glows of bioluminescence under the clear ocean water, algae of all colors, small animals swimming, with the sunset light bathing exquisitely over the turquoise sea.

It was beautiful, of course. But your reaction at the sight of it was even better; mouth half-open, eyes huge and amazed, face in wonder.

“'Yam… it's beautiful.” You murmured in a soft, barely audible tone of voice, but he was right next to you, as close to you as possible, so he could hear you perfectly. His fingers were intertwined with yours and he pulled you with him across the sand to the perfect place to sit.

“Yes it is. I found it as I was passing by... I immediately thought of you.” His gaze lowered with a hint of embarrassment flashing across his pretty face. “I know how much you love nature, all the things our great mother has given us, so, I thought, you would like it.” He stated and then shrugged, attitude becoming quite braggy now. “I've seen more beautiful things, though.”

You rolled your eyes, pushing your shoulder against his in amusement as you wrapped your arms around your knees, admiring the scenery in front of you. “Don't lie now.”

“I'm serious.” He laughed, looking up at you, analyzing every expression on your pretty face. “I'm no liar, you know that.”

You raised an eyebrow, turning your head so you could look at him now. “Really, huh? So what have you seen? What possibly have you seen prettier than this?”

Neteyam smiled thinly, stirring his arm lightly, his hand passed down your back, resting on the sand, fingers fiddling with it. “Something prettier than this?”

“Hm.” You hummed, looking at him curiously.

His ears perked up, gaze dropping to his lap, steeling himself inside, trying his hardest to calm the nerves that were practically eating him alive. And then, he moved his eyes up your body, until he met yours. “I'm looking at it right now.”

Your breath hitched and your mouth parted, feeling your body freeze. Your arms fell to either side of your body, adjusting your position.

“Nete…” You whispered in a shaky voice.

“Yes, sluyang?” He tilted his head softly. “I'm being honest.” He swallowed saliva, his hand trailing up your arm, caressing your shoulder and tracing your jaw, down to rest on your cheek, fingers tracing every inch of skin he could, arranging your hair and tucking it behind your ear. “I've always seen you as the most beautiful thing…” His lips trembled, faltering for a few moments. “I see you, (Y/N).”

You closed your eyes and rested your forehead against his, nuzzling his nose against yours. “I see you too, Neteyam.”

He closed his eyes too, caressing your face with his. “When that idiot called you flower and treated you that way… like you were nothing.” His hands cradled your face now, and you rose up to face him, completely silent, breathing agitatedly. He was breathing in an agitated way too, looking frustrated, disturbed. “I was furious. They should respect you. Every one of them should know that you are mine and they should treat you as such, as my equal, as my mate.”

You opened your eyes to find his eyes already on you, your fingers stroking his arms subconsciously. Your lips brushed his as you opened your mouth to speak in an agitated voice. “I want to be yours, Neteyam.”

“I can't pretend anymore.” He declared between shaky breaths, gaze traveling between your eyes and mouth as he shook his head. “I don't care what anyone else says, I don't want anyone else. I have already chosen. I just want you, (Y/N)... I was made for you.”

“Then just take me.” You murmured against his lips before joining them with yours in a needy, agitated kiss that felt as if everything at last, made sense, as if life had been created just for this moment, as if you had been brought to life just this moment, for each other.

It felt as if all the constellations had aligned for you, as if you had all the stars just for you, and that was given just once, you knew. Everything made you feel as if Ewya had created you for each other. You were made for each other and perhaps the Great Mother had aligned the whole universe for it, for you.

“I am yours.” He promised. “I always have been.”

Your legs tangled between his as you landed on his lap, being drawn in by his arms chaining themselves around your body, massaging your waist, tattooing his touch on your skin.

“Forever.”

Unspoken Words pt.2 (18+, MDNI)

Neteyam x Mute fem Metkayina reader

part one here

contains: SMUTTY SMUT SMUT, dom Neteyam, p in v, degrading, tummy buldge, oral (f receiving), creampie, very slight aftercare

plot: IN. THE. NAME.

author's note! (italic is used to symbolize when you, Neteyam, or anyone else are using sign language)

Your eyes flutter open, the bright sun shining through your Marui waking you. You look your your right, seeing Neteyam's body sprawled out on the cot, your head rested on his arm as it was wrapped around you. Carefully, you lift his arm over you, placing it back down softly to ensure that he stays sleeping. You stood up and stretched your limbs, quietly yawning as you keep your eye on Neteyam laying on his back, mouth wide open as he snores.

Since it's early, you figure you might as well get something to eat while you still can. Grabbing your gear, you throw it around your shoulder and give your mate a tiny kiss on the cheek before leaving. "See you soon, my love."

You make your way to the water, stepping in knee deep as you scope out for fish, readying your catching net just in case. As you continued to carefully examine the clear water, your eye catches something. A fully blue fish with with multicolored fins, floral flushed orange and yellow. You throw out the net, scooping it up and holding it to your face as you studied it's properties.

It was an interesting shape to say the least, large pincher's at it's mouth, while it kept an oval-like shape. Sloapek. You don't see these around too often, but you're happy to have caught it for you and your mate.

As you were traveling back to the common square, you hear a faint calling of your name. "Y/n!" Your ears twitch back, looking around, but you still didn't see anyone. That was, until you felt a tap on your shoulder. Turning around in an instant, you're met with Tsireya who's beaming at you."Tsireya, hello! It's nice to see you." You sign, smiling wide as your tail stills in content.

"It is nice to see you too, y/n! You are never out this early, is everything alright?" She asks, concern written all over her face. You nod. "I am fine. I just wanted to get something for Neteyam and I, see?" You hold up the net and her face drops in awe. "Sloapek!? Oh, I'm so jealous! I never see them anymore!" You held back a giggle as she spoke, nodding with a pleased look on your face. "You must have worked hard for this, I'm proud of you!" You awkwardly smile, knowing that it took you less then 2 minutes. "I should get back to Neteyam. He's might be missing me right about now."

"Oh, mhm! See you later, y/n!" You wave before going back to your Marui. As you approach the entrance, you get a glimpse of Lo'ak inside, he's sitting on your cot while Neteyam stands. As you were about to step in, you hear one of them speak.

"So, does she really not talk?" Lo'ak asked Neteyam.

"I mean, no. Not really.. She speaks with her hands."

"Shit, man. That's so weird.. how do you guys fuck?" You winced at his words, feeling shameful for yourself. "I don't know how you do it bro." He chucked.

"Don't say that." Neteyam defends. "..and we don't fuck, honestly. I don't know how to tell her and, plus, I don't wanna hurt her." He playfully scoffed, folding his arms. In all honesty, you wanted to expirience such things with him, but you never had the courage to ask. Your relationship consisted of pristine love, and though you have been together for a few months, neither of you made a move.

Not wanting to hear any more, you finally walk in. Greeting Lo'ak with a small head bow as you set down your net. Giving your mate with a short, but passionite kiss. "Y/n, hey baby." He pulls you into a hug, wrapping his arm around your waist. "Hey y/n." Lo'ak mumbled. "I'm gonna get going but, it was nice to see you- y/n. And, talk to you later bro." Before leaving, he pulls his brother into a breif handshake. "Tell her." He whispers in Neteyam's ear, gone right after.

Neteyam's body flushes with anxiousness, rubbing his hands together. You took the rest of your gear off, wrapping your coiled curls into a low ponytail and bending down to reach for the fish that sat in the net. "Wait, before you do that-" Neteyam starts. You freeze in your position, turning your head to look at him and holding your palm out. "What is it?" His mouth opens and closes before speaking. "Y/n, are you.. a virgin? Like, have you ever had sex before?" A lump formed in your throat as you gulp. You weren't quite sure what to say, you didn't really want to answer him. "No." You avoid eye contact, looking down as you go back to your standing position. "I have not."

Neteyam seemed taken aback by your response, his lips quivered for a moment. "Do you, want to?" He blurts out

You instantly shot him a look, the breath you had being sweeper from your lungs. A part of you wanted to. So badly.. but the other part was petrified of how it might turn out. Would it hurt you? Would you hurt him? What if you do something wrong? He holds your chin with his two fingers, turning your head to him as he stares down at you.

"I'll make it easy for you.. we can even go slow, how about that?" His melodic tone filled your ears, practically making you melt before him. You blink a few times, feeling like your heart was going to shoot out of your chest. He was patient with your response, letting you take your time before making this important decision. Hesitantly, you nod. He smiles and kisses your forehead. "Great," he starts. "You'll feel so good, I promise, okay?" Neteyam kisses you again. "Okay" Even though it was sign, he could tell that you were still scared. He reassures you by pulling you into a hug, you buried your head in his chest.

The scent he gave off never failed to chill your nerves. "I love you, y/n. I would never do anything to hurt you, okay?" He softly pulls back by your shoulders, facing down. You held a hand up, closing your middle finger, but keeping your pink, index, and thumb up. "I love you too."

"I have to get to my training session, but I will be back at eclipse." He ruffles your hair, earning a warm smile from you as he rushed out of the Marui.

Several hours have passed. It's almost eclipse and you can't stop your anxiety from building. You pace around the room, trying to take deep breaths and focus on anything else, but it was damn near impossible. You sit down as your mind raced, nervously fiddling with your hands. Closing your eyes, you inhale through your nose and exhale with your mouth. After a few huffs, your rushing heart starts to slow down. You lay back now, sighing and looking at your ceiling. And just as you started to relax, "Hey baby.." You ears perked at the deep voice your hear. Sitting up on your elbows, you try to smile, Neteyam sets his gear down, slowly walking toward your small frame. There's a certain look in his eye, it's dark, and it scares you.

He climbs onto the cot, hovering over you. "Are you ready for me?" He says lowly, and you can almost feel his arousal. You nod twice, slight fear in your expression. Neteyam brings his head down to your chest, tugging at your top with his teeth, causing you to shudder. "Don't be scared.." he licks a stripe and your breath hitches. "It's just me." Right after saying that, he tears your top with his fangs, your pupils dilate in shock. He was an entirely different person.

He snakes his hand up to your hard nipples, squeezing your right bud as he spit on your left one, toungue circling your areola. You close your eyes, soft pleasure begins to overcome you. You've never had the urge to make a sound until now, you don't want to, but it's almost impossible to control. "H-hmh.." You mewl. Neteyam notices and his ear twitches, you felt his grin as he continues to suckle on your tits. He now brought his hand down to your loincloth, rubbing your cunt through the fabric as he grazes the formed wet spot. "Already so wet, hm? Such a good girl." He hums, words vibrating your sensitive nipples. Expertly, he unties his own, throwing it off. He come up from your breasts, and you're met with his large, dark blue cock. Purple veins protruding as it twitches for more. It almost looks.. painful?

Your eyes were wide. "You can touch it, it's okay baby." He reassures. You slowly reach out to his member with your index finger, the second you touch the tip, it twitches again. You quietly gasp, he chuckled at your reaction. "That's how it reacts, pretty. Don't worry." He cupped your cheek, kissing your lips with desire. "Take this off for me", he tugs at the waistband of your loincloth. You comply, lifting your hips to untie it, trying to ignore your shakey hands.

Neteyam shimmy's your cloth down, bringing his head to your wet and glistening heat with a deep inhale. He slides his finger up your folds. "Mm.. so fucking wet baby, I think you're ready for me, wouldn't you say so?" He teases, scissoring you open with his digits as he makes out with your clit. Pleasure overwhelms you, hips subconsciously bucking up to him as you held back your noises, but he could fainty hear you. "Yeah? You speak now, hm?" Your eyes squeeze shut as his pace quickens, now shoving his two fingers inside of you and pumping them with a fast pace. "Uh huh.." You quietly whimper, he feels more than accomplished at the dirty sounds you make. "That's fucking right baby", he curls his digits, massaging your spongey walls, earning a gasped "Nghh!" from you. "Juust like that." He pulled his fingers out, sucking them clean with a pop.

Neteyam pulls your hips toward him, fisting his cock a couple times before aligning it with your entrance. He notices the twang of worry in your face. "You'll love this baby, I'll make you scream my fucking name." He promised. It made you quite nervous, but nonetheless, you nod at him and close your eyes. Without warning, his fat cock is forcing it's way inside of you, inch by inch, knocking the wind from your lungs.

Your eyes flew open, mouth agape at the feeling. He grunts, enjoying the way your delicious pussy is wrapped around him. "Mhmm, yeah.." Neteyam moaned while grinding his hips into you. "Am I making you feel good? Huh?" He growls. You can't sign, and you can't respond in any way. He uses this to his advantage, pulling out and plunging himself back into you, a loud and long moan escapes from your mouth, he smirks as he pumps his cock upward, hitting your sweet spot. Every. Time.

You squeeze your eyes shut, quietly cursing and whining under your breath. "Fuck! Oh fuck, Neteyam.." You repeat with a quiet breath, followed up by another moan, unknowingly making such lewd noises. "You can do better than that." He groans, fucking you faster as the sounds of your bodies coming together filled the room. "Hmmmh, so good! Sosososo g-ood.." You whimper, no longer caring about whether or not you speak, you just need him. More than you ever have before.

You wrappes your arms around his neck, pulling him in closer. "More. I need you." You mewl. "Beg." He demanded, slowly fucking up into you. "P-please.. Nete.. yam." You moaned, "I want you, I want you! S-so fucking bad!" You cry out, breath shaky. "That's what I wanna hear." He huffs, pace increasing gradually. Your pussy clenches around him, exuding wet squelching noises. You whine, begging for something, but you don't know what.

He fucking loves the way you've let go. The intimacy and tension is building between the two of you. He scoffs at how you're still trying to supress your moans, as if you weren't just begging him to fuck you harder a minute ago. "Cmon, let me hear you." He thrusts harder, looking down at your tummy to see his cock poking out with each thust me makes. "Don't try to be all quiet now, you're not so innocent as I thought, huh? You're still a slut. A nasty slut who just needed to be fucked like this, aren't you?" You whine, moans coming out even when you try to stop.

He grabs your hand, placing it on your stomach. "Look at it", he grunts, holding your hand on the reappearing buldge. You watch the way his cock made contact with your tummy, pressing down on it at every chance you get. You felt so incredibly full, each pump in your pussy leaving you breathless. "Mmm.." Neteyam moans through gritted teeth. "Yeah. Keep your hand right there, don't you dare fucking move it." You whimper in response, tears forming in your eyes from the pleasure.

An unfamiliar feeling forms around your core. Your muscles tighten as you feel light. "Uhh! Nete- Neteyam.. I feel weird", You whine, pleading for him to stop whatever he was doing to make your body react this way. "Shh, shh, shh, baby, it's f-fine." His hips staggered inside of you. You truthfully felt like you had to pee. This can't be right. The feeling grew stronger, you can't control your body in it's essance anymore. You need something, some kind of relief. It's building up and it won't stop. "Ngghhh, more! Fuck! Harder, faster!" You moaned, fucking yourself up again him. He picks you up, holding your ass and making you straddle him as his hips slammed back into you. Making you scream and cry in pleasure as you meet his thrusts.

"Almost. Almost, almost, almost", you repeat like a mantra. "Me too baby. Fffuckk, I'm almost there. Gonna paint your insides, give you my seed." Neteyam gracefully moans, it was music to your ears. Suddenly, your pussy clenches around him. Way tighter than before. You gasp and wince. "Ah! Neteyammm!!" You moan your mates name, squeezing your arms around him. Just in time, he stops his movements all together, bursting his warm load inside of you with a low sigh, followed by another small thrust. You felt a heat form in your womb, pure bliss as he filled you up.

Your body goes limp, falling back down on the cot and curling up into yourself. Feeling worn out, like all of your energy had been drained from you. Out of breath, Neteyam lays beside you, gently running his hands across your curves. "You okay baby? You're not hurt or anything?" He checks. You answer with a quiet hum. He turns your face to him, pecking your lips as he briefly glanced down at your cunt, looking at his cum slightly pouring out. He sighs in content. "Come, let's go get you cleaned up." He stands from the cot and slips his loincloth back on, then bending down to pick you up, throwing you over his shoulder as he secures you "I'm tired, Teyam.." You mumble quietly. "It's alright, I'll take care of you. Just rest." He reassures, tone soothing and low as he brings you to a secluded cave to clean you up.

twizzle into my heart — nishimura riki (teaser)

synopsis. Falling in love when your sport is your top priority is hard, and nobody knows this better than you and Nishimura Riki. You two tried to make it work, but things didn't end up like you both wanted it to. But, when you and Riki cross paths again 2 years later at 4 Continents, old feelings resurface, and you find that Nishimura Riki comes twizzling straight into your heart once again.

genre. angst, fluff, exes to friends to lovers, slowburn (?), figure skating au

pairing. figure skater! riki x pairs figure skater fem! reader

warnings. swearing, mentions of injury, riki is 21, reader is 21, and both compete for japan. set during the 2026/2027 figure skating season.

word count. 10-15k (est.) teaser is 1.6k words

release date. around march (early april if i’m busy)

taglist. OPEN, send an ask to be added

author’s note. yun comes back again with another! figure skating fic. r we surprised… no because i already teased this😭😭 anyways this was the one that was voted the most on the poll so here it is!! i hope u guys enjoy this little teaser and if you’re interested the taglist is open so just shoot me an ask ^_^

Riki puts his skate guards on, sitting down on the bench next to Taki. “Oh, and before I forget to ask you, do you wanna go to lunch with the rest of us? The whole 4CC team is going, with the exception of Sakura and Fuma, ‘cause they’re practising.”

Riki shrugs, taking off his skates to change into his regular sports shoes. “Sure. Where are we going?”

“Kazuha found this nice restaurant nearby the arena,” Yuma chimes in. He puts his skates into his bag, standing up to wait for the two other boys to finish putting their skates away. “Let’s leave our bags in the locker room and go. I think Kazuha, Mina and Yuta are already there.”

“I’m going to get changed.” Riki says, getting up from the bench and heading towards the changing room. He’s sweating after practice, and he’d much rather go out in fresh clothes than wear what he’s got on now. Taki and Yuma follow him not long after, and Riki changes into a black hoodie and a pair of jeans, spraying some cologne on as well.

He brushes his bangs out of his eyes as he takes his wallet and phone out of his bag, shoving them into his pockets. “You ready?” he asks Yuma and Taki, who have also changed. The two boys nod, and they all head out of the changing room.

“Where’s the restaurant again?” Taki asks Yuma, who’s got the location entered into the GPS on his phone. “A five minute walk from here.” Taki replies, and he walks in the direction of where the GPS tells him to go, and the two boys follow him.

Soon enough, the three boys arrive at the restaurant, telling the front of house staff Kazuha’s name, since she was the one who booked. The staff member takes them to their table, and Riki greets everyone before sitting down next to Taki.

But, when he turns his head, he sees Keiji sitting just one seat away from him, with the one next to Riki being empty.

“Hey, who joined us?”

Riki knows exactly who that voice belongs to, and he turns his head slowly to meet eyes with you.

Everyone at the table immediately goes silent as you and Riki stare at each other for a few seconds, neither of you moving. Riki lets out a shaky breath as he looks at you — he hasn’t really seen you at all since the breakup.

“Hey.” You’re the first to speak.

Riki gulps. “Hey.”

You awkwardly slide into your seat next to Riki, and he sees Yuta wiggling his eyebrows at him, and Riki makes a mental note to send him a text message with many middle finger emojis later.

You haven’t seen Riki in a long time. He’s grown taller, way taller than you last saw him, and he’s now got dyed blonde streaks in his dark hair. It looks good on him — he looks good. As Riki talks to the others, you can’t help but stare at him. There’s a couple silver necklaces he’s wearing around his neck, and you’re sitting close enough to him to realise that he’s still wearing the cologne that you had recommended to him years ago.

“So…” Kazuha starts. “How’s Bisco?”

Riki’s eyes light up at the mention of his dog, and Hitomi notices that there’s a fond smile on your lips when you hear him talk about Bisco. After all, you did frequent Riki’s house when you two were together, and had formed a close bond with Bisco.

Riki never told you (and doesn’t plan on telling you) but after your breakup, Bisco would often sit by the door, waiting to see if you’d show up.

And you never did.

“Good,” Riki says. “I’ll go back home to see him after the competition. I try to go back as much as I can since it’s only a 4 hour train ride from Nagoya to Okayama, but — training kinda steals most of the time I have.”

“Oh, so you found out Bisco’s gender now?” you ask, absentmindedly — you don’t realise the words slip past your lips until Riki replies. “Uh, yeah. Konon told me, actually.” he chuckles awkwardly.

The tension between you and Riki is so thick that you could cut it with a knife. You didn’t think that seeing him would be this awkward, since you two had ended things amicably — but now that you’re seeing him for the first time after the breakup, you really don’t know what to say to him.

“Awks.” Taki whispers into Riki’s ear, and Riki rolls his eyes, nudging him on the arm. “Ow,” Taki says dramatically, clutching the spot where Riki had elbowed him. “That really hurt.”

“Sure it did.”

The lunch goes well for the most part, with Mina catching you and Riki sneaking glances at each other when one of you isn’t looking. There’s a sneaky grin on her lips as she watches the scene play out before her. You’re awkwardly taking a sip of your tea, whilst Riki is trying to do everything in his power to stop himself from trying to steal another glance at you. “They should talk.” Mina whispers into Kazuha’s ear.

“Keiji, practice is in an hour.” you tell your partner, and he checks the time. “Shit, right. Um, guys, we’ll have to leave soon for the official practice.” Keiji announces to the group, and Yuma nods.

“Let’s just all leave, then. We’re all done with eating.” Yuma says, and Riki nods. Riki stands up, looking at the time on his phone as you catch a glimpse of his lockscreen, and it’s of Bisco having Riki’s Worlds gold medal hung around his neck.

A smile spreads across your lips as you catch sight of the photo. “That’s cute.”

Once again, the words slip out before you realise you say them. “Sorry. Caught sight of your lockscreen.” you say, and Riki shrugs.

“It’s alright.” he says, and you two just stand there awkwardly, looking at each other — you both don’t even realise that everyone’s gone to the cashier to pay (even if they all did it purposely just to get you two to talk in private.)

“So… how have you been?” you ask, attempting to start a conversation. “I’m good. Just training a lot… you know how I am,” Riki says, and you nod. “How about you? How’s Canada?”

“Oh, it’s nice there. Really cold in the winter.” you say. “Colder than Japan?” he asks, and you nod. “Sometimes. Oh, and I forgot to say — congrats on gold at Worlds last year. You did really great.”

Riki smiles at you. It’s a smile that you didn’t know you missed until you saw it again. “Thanks. I saw you there, I think — just didn’t get a chance to say hi. I’ve seen you at many competitions, briefly, actually. Just… the opportunity never came up.”

“Yeah. I saw you too. I was in the bleachers, actually. Umm… yeah, you did really great. You’ve come so far. Super proud of you.” you say, offering him a smile. “We haven’t talked in so long. How long has it been?”

“4 years, I think.” Riki replies.

“Right. 4 years… 4 Continents.” you quip, and Riki tilts his head, looking at you with an amused smile.

“Good one.”

You know it wasn’t really a good one. More of a lame joke, compared to the ones that you had told him before when you two were dating.

“Thanks.” you say, shoving your hands into the pockets of your jacket. “We should probably… go. They’re all gone.” you say, and Riki nods.

“Right. Yeah. Don't leave anything behind.” he says, not forgetting about your terrible habit of losing things often. He’ll never forget the day when you nearly forgot your skate bag in the bus that you two were riding on to get to the rink — thank god he was there to remind you to pick it up.

“Yeah. I won’t.” you say, checking the table once more. Riki remembering that about you makes you feel a little bit happy, somehow. To you, it shows that he didn’t really forget about you, despite not having seen or talked to you for 4 years.

You follow Riki as you two both make your way towards the cashier, Taki looking at Riki expectantly. “So… did you guys kiss?”

“What the fuck?” Riki asks his friend. “You think I’m going to see my ex girlfriend after 4 years and after maybe a… 5 minute conversation, we’re going to kiss?”

“You’re unpredictable. And you two also broke up in less than 5 minutes, so… yeah. Maybe.”

“You’re insane, Taki.”

“Are you guys going to go back to the hotel?” Sakura asks Riki, Yuma and Taki. The men’s single skating practices were officially done for the day — meaning Riki could just go back to his hotel room, flop onto the bed and sleep.

“Uh… yeah. Probably.” Yuma says. “Do you guys have any plans?”

“I’m going to watch the pairs practice.” Kazuha pipes up. “You guys are more than welcome to tag along so we can watch (Name), Keiji, Mina and Yuta if you’d like.”

“Might go take a shower before I come join you.” Taki says, and Yuma nods in agreement. “Yeah. And I’m sure Riki would love to tag along as well.” he says, and Riki knows that Yuma’s just enunciating the word ‘love’ to piss him off.

“Yeah, I’ll come.” he says.

“Nice,” Keiji says. “See you later.”

The group splits up, with Riki, Taki and Yuma walking back to the hotel, and Kazuha, Mina, Yuta, Keiji and you heading to the arena. But before Riki gets far away enough, you call out his name.

“Hey, Riki?”

The boy turns his head to look at you.

“It was nice seeing you again.”

You leave before he can respond.

The Art of Humiliation (M)

Part two of Pathetic (you guys responded so positively to Pathetic I cranked this out as fast as I could 🫡 and I think it is of good quality)

Simplified tags: 7.7k words, Porn with Plot, frat boy!Jeonghan, college student!y/n, best friend!Jeongyeon, soft!dom to hard!dom Jeonghan, mean!Jeonghan (and y/n loves it), submissive!y/n, female!y/n (sorry gender-neutral friends), heavy degradation, light masochist!y/n, sadist!Jeonghan, mild pain kink, vaginal fingering, cunnulingus, creampie, spitting, slapping, spitting, mentions of safe words but they’re never used, big dick!Jeonghan, blowjob, slight public play, phone sex, y/n has a humiliation kink, mentions of aftercare but I don’t write it happening he just says what he’ll do

Officially dub con but off the book I think the consent is pretty explicit, again just tagging it so because it is an intense fic.

Guys I didn’t think I could outdo the filth that is Pathetic, but I really think I did and I don’t think I’ll be able to top this.

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“Yoon Jeonghan?” Jeongyeon blurted, dropping her burger onto her tray. You shushed her not wanting the entire University cafeteria to know exactly what you had gotten up to on Friday night.

“Sorry, it’s just…” Jeongyeon whistled. “Jeonghan sleeps with a lot of people but not just anyone. And you- you don’t ever sleep with strangers.”

“It was a frat party,” you grumbled. “Isn’t that what you’re supposed to do at frat parties?”

“That’s what I do at frat parties,” Jeongyeon corrected. “But you? I don’t know it’s just uncharacteristic.”

“Yeah,” you agreed. “Maybe… Can we just focus back on the food?”

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𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒 𝐍𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐘 ♥︎ - yoon jeonghan !

◟* ♡ 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 : not being able to wait until Jeonghan gets off the phone with Joshua, you decide it’d be a good idea to get yourself off on his thigh. He makes sure you pay for that.

◟* ♡ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 : thigh riding, begging, oral (f receiving), breastplay, orgasm denial, dirty talk, manhandling, voyeurism, use of pet names, slight use of the words ‘slut’ and ‘daddy’, dom!jeonghan, innocence kink.

◟* ♡ 𝐀𝐔’𝐒 : established relationship, idol!au (ft Joshua)

◟* ♡ 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓 : 4,3K.

“Jeonghan,” you whined, a frown curving down to the corners of your lips as you stood in the doorway, subtly trying to push your boyfriend to hang up the phone.

Scratch that, you desperately needed him to give you what you wanted, to fuck you so hard until you couldn’t tell your right from your left, to be so close to you; but yet he wasn’t as close as you wanted. He never was and, to be fair, it wasn’t his fault at all. Between his schedule and your time at work, you never had time to hang out, let alone have sex, hence why you’d be damned if you didn’t spend at least some of today making up for lost time.

“Yeah?” he hummed.

You licked your lips, moving a step closer to him before purring seductively, “Can you please hang up? I need you.”

You hoped your statement would make your boyfriend hang up instantly but to your disappointment, he just shot you a smile, before laughing at something the person on the other end said.

So that didn’t get him…

Jeonghan: 1 - Y/N: 0

You groaned louder than intended, feeling yourself getting more turned on as the seconds went by. You watched the smile on his face widen as he continued to talk animatedly, joking about something that had happened at the end of yesterday’s performance. Your eyes darted down to glance at your boyfriend’s bare chest as you tried to stop yourself from drooling.

You were already soaking through your panties and he hasn’t even touched you yet and seeing him sitting there wearing a pair of well-fitting, perfectly worn jeans and no shirt did nothing to calm your libido.

Shaking off your thoughts, you tried your best to quickly compose yourself as you offered him a smile.

“Baby, come on,” you whine, struggling to get his attention for even a minute. “Wouldn’t you rather have sex?”

“You’re so needy,” he said through a smile. “Let me finish this conversation, and then I promise you’ll have my undivided attention.”

You rolled your eyes before looking at him with curious eyes. “Who’re you on the phone to anyway?” you asked.

“Joshua,” your boyfriend half-smiles before turning to put his phone on loud speaker. You offered him a nod before softly saying, “Hi, Shua.”

“Hey Y/N, I missed you,” he replied back, his response coming out in a low whisper.

You indulged in small talk before giving Jeonghan your best puppy eyes and pouty lips, hoping it would be enough to convince him to hang up. He took Joshua off loud speaker before mouthing, “Five more minutes, okay?”

You groaned before deciding to get up and go to the closet in the foyer, and it didn’t take long to find the shopping bag containing the new lingerie set you had bought a few days earlier. You had intended for it to be a birthday surprise for Jeonghan, but this seemed like an equally good time to use it.

Stripping off your clothes, you replaced it with the brand new lace and pink satin bralette and matching thong. Your tits were practically spilling out, and if that didn’t get his attention, then nothing would.

He had left one of his black dress shirts hanging in the closet, so you pulled it on over your lingerie, buttoning it enough of the way up to cover your panties, but keeping the top half open.

You looked at yourself in the mirror and smiled, knowing that your boyfriend would go crazy upon seeing you like this. You knew him oh to well.

You walked back into the bedroom, where he was happily complementing Joshua’s improvement and hard work over the years. When he saw you standing there in the door frame in nothing but his shirt and very revealing lingerie, his jaw dropped and his eyes widened.

You could hear Joshua’s voice through the phone, but Jeonghan was too busy staring at your exposed chest to pay attention to that. It suddenly hit him how long it had been since he had last seen you naked, and his cock responded immediately to the sight in front of him, exactly how you expected him to react.

Y/N: 1 - Jeonghan: 1

“Hello? Are you there? Jeonghan?!?”

Only when Joshua practically yelled his name, he broke out of his trance.

“What-uhm…sorry, I-uh, I missed what you said,” he stuttered, his voice slightly hoarse and you couldn’t help but have a manic smile on plastered on your face, your eyes glazing over from some lust quirk.

After a brief pause to listen to Joshua’s (predictably inappropriate) comment, he responded again, this time with his voice under control, “Yeah, Y/N took off work today, and apparently she’s horny.”

You rolled your eyes, as his best friend no doubt cackled away on the other side.

Jeonghan snickered at his reply. “Oh, don’t worry, I’ll take care of her later,” he said, his brown eyes locked with yours. “She already knows nobody can fuck her like I can.”

You groaned, letting your head fall back as you let out a frustrated sigh.

Well, if he didn’t want to be involved, then you’d at least get yourself off.

Usually you would feel rude interrupting his phone call, but the last time you spoke to your parents, Jeonghan’s fingers had suddenly become very busy. After trying to cover your moans with coughing, your mum had called you every other day for a week to make sure you were drinking enough fluids and weren’t coming down with a cold, so this seemed like fitting revenge for having to go through that ordeal.

You took your time removing his shirt from your body, undoing the buttons slowly as you watched his eyes darken with every extra inch of skin that became visible.

Jeonghan couldn’t help but lick his lips at the sight.

You dropped the shirt to the floor, doing a small twirl so that he could see your entire body.

“She’s pretty needy today,” he told Joshua as you walked up to him, climbing onto the bed so you were kneeling between his spread legs. You could tell he was intent on making him jealous, especially since he knew he had a crush on you. You, on the other hand, had no idea. “…but then again, that isn’t exactly unusual.”

Leaning forward so that your hands rested on the headboard on either side of his head, you bent your elbows so that you could brush your mouth over his, only briefly, before straddling his firm thigh.

“Hi, baby,” you purred, leaning in so close that your lips were almost touching. His breath hitched a little as he tried not to lose his mind, because you were so close.

He couldn’t help but look at you intensely. God, you were just the hottest person he’d ever laid eyes on.

“Hey,” he raised an eyebrow, his tongue darting out to lick his lips as his eyes fell to your lace-clad breasts, now perfectly at eye-level for him to shamelessly ogle. He could see your nipples through the very thin material and you could feel him twitch in his jeans.

More than anything, he wanted to disconnect the phone and take you right then and there, but he also couldn’t help being curious about how far he could go with this.

“She’s straddling my thigh right now,” he said into the speaker, his lips curving into a smirk. He almost immediately grabbed your hips before massaging the skin there, his brown eyes gazing at your exposed thighs. “My baby girl’s usually not this slutty, I don’t know what has gotten into her.”

You felt the heat rising in your cheeks as you bit your lip, not sure how to react to the new side of your boyfriend that you saw in front of you.

You couldn’t help but wonder what Joshua was thinking or saying, you heard a babble of noise from the phone, but couldn’t decipher any of it. The twinkle in Jeonghan’s eyes and the smirk on his face spoke volumes, though. Despite a part of you feeling embarrassed that his best friend knew what you were up to, there was no way that you were going to let your boyfriend win this battle of wills.

Ain’t no way in hell. Mama didn’t raise no bitch, you had to finish what you’ve started.

Setting a slow, rhythmic pace, you slid your hips forward before drawing back.

“Fuck,” you moaned when you pressed yourself down on his thigh and he bucked his hips up against your heat. You made small flicking movements to rub your clothed pussy against him. The pressure only increased your arousal and there was no way you were going to last long.

“Hannie, can you please hang up?” you pleaded, rolling your hips in a circle. You could feel the rush of wetness in your panties, and your skin felt flushed as you sped up your pace slightly.

His eyes travelled to where your cunt was rubbing against him, entranced by the sight of you using his body to pleasure yourself.

“You should see her like this, bro. Panting, begging, her tits bouncing with every move, and her panties fucking soaked. My jeans are going to be damp in a minute.”

A squeak of shock escaped your mouth, and you glanced towards the phone, trying to overhear what Joshua was saying. Your hips kept moving, though, as you grinded your clit against his thigh. You knew he was right, the light wash of his jeans was going to darken with your arousal if they hadn’t already.

“Hannie, please…” you whispered, craving his touch to bring you closer to the edge.

“What do you want, angel?” he quipped and you were ready to snort at him but you refrained, instead taking his free hand in yours and guiding it to your breast.

“Want me to touch you? Is that it?”

You hummed in response.

He squeezed the soft flesh, and even after you moved your hand to settle on his sturdy forearm, he kept you in his grasp. The rough pad of his thumb stroked your nipple through the thin fabric, and you arched your chest into his touch.

You were sure that Joshua could hear your loud noises of pleasure through the phone, but you were past the point of caring.

Jeonghan let out a small chuckle at whatever was said on the other side of the line. He gave your breast one last squeeze before trailing his hand down your body, moving it to grab your ass.

“She’s already left a wet spot on my jeans, I can feel it on my leg. I have no idea what’s got into her today. Maybe she needs two cocks, Shua, what do you think?”

You let out a loud moan, your body subconsciously reacting to his words.

You began riding his thigh harder, feeling your muscles tighten as you rubbed your clit against the rough fabric of his jeans. He adjusted his leg a little to increase the friction, as his hand tightened its grip on your body.

“I think she likes the sound of that,” he sighed into the phone. “I didn’t realize what a dirty girl she was.” He raised his eyebrows at you, a little impressed with the side of you that had come out today.

His hand released your ass for a second before coming back with a quick slap, causing your body to jolt forward as you emitted a small gasp.

“Oh yeah, she likes it rough,” he told him, massaging your ass as he licked his lips, his cock twitching thinking about the red mark he knew was decorating your skin.

Your met his eyes, and silently begged him to hang up the phone and finally give in to you, but he knew that the tide was turning in his favor.

He reached for the pink thong covering your heat before speaking, “Hmm, I think Shua is enjoying finding out just how slutty you can be, don’t you think that it’d be rude to hang up on him now?”

Balancing the phone against his shoulder to free up his second hand, he ripped the flimsy fabric of your panties and tugged them off your body.

Any other day, you would have berated him for destroying yet another pair of perfectly good underwear, but the friction of the rough denim against your bare pussy was the only thing on your mind.

His hand firmly grasped your hip and paused your movements for a second, which allowed him to run a finger across your exposed slit. Bringing it up to his mouth, he swirled his tongue around it, making sure Seokmin would be able to hear exactly what he was doing.

“Do I taste good, daddy?” you quipped innocently, voice sickly sweet.

It was as if something snapped in him the second the word left your mouth, you could tell from how tight he was gripping your waist that it was taking all of his will power to not ram right into you and rail you until you couldn’t walk the next day.

“Like heaven,” he groaned. “She tastes so fucking delicious,” he informed his group member.

This time, you could literally hear Joshua’s loud groan through the line, and you knew he was jerking off. The thought made your heart skip a beat and you couldn’t help but let out a whimper.

You let your body grind down hard on your boyfriend’s muscular thigh, one hand wrapped around his bicep, and the other with a death grip on the headboard. “She’s close, Joshua, I can see it all over her face.” He then turned his focus back to you. “Do you want to come for us, baby?”

You vigorously nodded, rolling your hips even faster as your pussy throbbed.

Jeonghan’s cheeks were slightly flushed and you could see the outline of his hard cock straining against his jeans. The knowledge that he was as into this as you were only brought you closer to the edge.

“Shua wants to hear your response, slut,” he gently scolded.

“Yes, yes.. oh fuck, I’m so close,” you moaned out, circling your hips frantically. He landed another harsh slap to your ass, causing you to cry out.

“Can you hear her?” he asked, listening to his response. “Come for us, baby, let Joshua hear how beautiful you sound when you cum.”

With his words, you felt your orgasm rip through you, hard enough to make you see stars for a second. Your body shook with its release, and you were sure that not only Joshua, but probably the whole entire city, could hear you.

As you came down from the high, you slumped against your boyfriend’s chest, slowly catching your breath.

“Yeah, I’ll see you tomorrow,” he finished, before ending the call and tossing his phone onto the bedside table. He tilted your chin up until you were face to face, pressing his lips to yours in a rough kiss.

You adjusted your position so that you were straddling both of his thighs. Your hands knotted into his fluffy hair as he pulled you in closer to his body until you were seated right on his still-covered cock.

Jeonghan let out a soft groan when you rolled your hips experimentally against him, causing his cock to twitch. He pulled away before catching your bottom lips between his teeth.

His hands moved from their place on your hips to quickly unhook your bra so that your breasts were exposed to his lustful gaze.

Moving his lips downwards, he took one nipple into his mouth, biting and sucking until you were putty in his hands. He shifted his attention to the other breast, loving the way your fingers ran through his hair, tugging gently whenever he hit a particularly sensitive spot.

“Fuck me,” you begged, desperately craving him inside you. “Please, daddy.”

“Since you’ve asked so nicely…” he trailed off, smirking at you before easily lifting you off of his body enough to slide out from underneath so that he could climb off the bed.

Your expression immediately switched from one of concern to one of pure desire when he tugged down his jeans and boxers.

When he didn’t immediately climb back into bed, you crawled over to the edge of the bed, reaching forward to gently stroke his long, hard cock and run your thumb over the prominent vein before reaching his tip, loving the way his breathing quickened.

“Don’t,” he growled through gritted teeth. Finally taking control, he gently pushed you backwards on the bed so that you were left fully exposed to him.

He knelt on the floor between your legs and draped your knees over his shoulders. As his breath hit your sex, you bucked your hips upwards, desperately seeking contact.

One of Jeonghan’s fingers traced your core, causing a shiver to run up and down your spine as he looked at you with obvious lust. You were already wide open for him, but his fingers spread you further, baring your clit.

Hooking both of his arms around each of your thighs, he dove straight in, knowing exactly what to do to turn you into a writhing, moaning mess.

You were too lost in pleasure at this point to notice your hips mindlessly rolling up against his face.

“You taste so fucking good,” he mumbled against your skin as he continued to suck and lick your cunt. God, he was so fucking close and it drove you insane… You could feel his touch, his mouth everywhere.

“And you’re so good at this,” you cry out.

His mouth was already doing so much and he was only just starting. “Fuck, don’t stop.”

You craned your neck up slightly, admiring the way his head looked between your legs, his dark hair bouncing as he nuzzled and licked, sucked and licked.

It wasn’t long until Jeonghan could feel your thighs shaking, your body beginning to tense up. You were far too lost in current bliss to even notice how fast your hips were rutting against his face, you were too busy drooling and moaning like a whore to notice how close you already were.

But your boyfriend knew you too well.

Just before you could come, he pulled away from you, causing you to let out a plaintive whine.

“No no no, what the fuck,” you sobbed, sounding like a pathetic, cock-obsessed whore but you didn’t even care at this point. “Why did you stop?”

“This is what you get for distracting me during my phone call,” he smirked, licking your juices off his lips.

Standing up, he gripped your thigh in one hand, his cock in the other, notching the head of himself at your entrance. As he gently thrust forward, just the head slipped in.

You groaned in frustration, trying to rock your hips downwards, but Jeonghan moved his hands to your hips, holding you still.

“It’s my turn now, you already had your fun, remember?” he teased, but internally he was running through every breathing exercise his vocal coaches had ever taught him, trying to get his body to calm down enough to not come at the slightest feel of your warmth enveloping his cock.

He continued to tease you with a few shallow thrusts, as you wrapped your legs around his waist, trying to feel more of him inside you.

You began to whimper, desperately needing him to fuck you properly.

“I bet Joshua is thinking of you right now, don’t you? He’s probably getting off as we speak, to the thought of you like this, begging for a cock inside you,” he purred. With that, he thrusted forwards, loosening his grip on your waist until his cock was fully sheathed inside you.

“Hannie- ah, fuck!”

His deep groan echoed throughout your body, as he leaned forward, placing his hands on either side of your head and leaning down to kiss you deeply. Your moans against his mouth gave him incentive to thrust harder, heat pooling in the pit of his stomach as your tight cunt slowly pushed him closer to the edge.

“You like that thought, don’t you?”

His face now inches from yours, he continued his dirty talk, watching your eyes close as you visualized everything he said.

“You like the idea of Joshua with his hands around his cock while he thinks about fucking you? Would you like to have him here with us right now? With his head buried between your legs until you came? What about having two cocks inside you?” he whispered, loving the way your entire body reacted to the thought of you being shared with his friend.

You tried desperately to stifle your whimpers, but he knew you too well.

“You can’t lie to me, Y/N. I can feel the way your pussy clenches around me every time you think of having Shua here,” he punctuated his words with hard thrusts, bringing both of you closer to the brink of climax.

You let out a moan that would make even a porn star blush, and wrapped your arms around his lanky torso, digging your nails into his back.

“So wet and tight for me, Y/N. He has no idea what he’s missing,” he cooed, his voice dripping with desire. “You feel so fuckin’ good, princess.” He set a punishing pace, turning you into a barely coherent mess of groans and curses.

You tried to respond with your own dirty words, something about how big his cock felt inside you, but you couldn’t.

The angle at which he had you meant that the tip of his cock was consistently rubbing your g-spot, rendering you incapable of forming full sentences. The only noise coming from your mouth was a high pitched whimper, forced from you with every thrust.

Jeonghan, however, was talking enough for the both of you, continuing to murmur about what Joshua would be doing if he was here with you, enjoying the way your body belied your true feelings about those thoughts despite your best efforts to appear unaffected.

He hit that sweet spot inside you and you let out a loud gasp, “Oh my god, that feels so good. Fuck, right there, Hannie- just like that. Please.”

You we’re rambling, not able to control the words that fell from your lips. You didnt know if any of it was coherent, and to be fair, you didn’t care at all. All you could focus on was Jeonghan and the way you’ve never felt this good before.

“Yeah?” he rasps, his throaty tone sending a shiver down your spine. “Like this, baby?”

“Yes, yes, yes!” you cried out as you fucked yourself on him. Jeonghan gulped at the sight and feeling. You were so damn fucking sexy and it was killing him. You were killing him.

“Fuck- I’m so full.”

He groaned loudly when he felt you clench around him before pushing deep into you and staying there. Your pussy felt so full, so stuffed that you couldn’t stop your eyes from rolling back when Jeonghan began moving his hips again. He slammed himself once again, causing you to jerk forward but your boyfriend quickly caught you. One thing was for certain, you definitely wouldn’t be able to walk after this.

“God, baby, you’re so fuckin’ tight, I- fuck,” he grunted, panting into your mouth, lips meeting in messy kiss but it was hard to kiss properly now.

“Need you to cum inside me, please, daddy. W-want you to fill me up,” you sobbed, feeling his thick cock twitch inside you. “Please.”

Jeonghan moved two fingers to your mouth and of course you eagerly accepted them. “You sound like a filthy little slut, do you know that?”

You nodded vigorously, eyes wide as your tongue swirled around his long fingers. You knew exactly what to say to turn him on and get him going.

“My filthy little slut, ain’t that right hmm? Show me how much of a desperate slut you are for me.”

You felt your brain get fuzzy as you let yourself get lost in the feeling of his fingers in your mouth. You looked up at him with doe eyes, knowing you looked pathetic as you drooled all over his fingers and eventually, it just felt so good that you couldn’t make any noise outside of muffled whimpers but Jeonghan still didn’t remove his fingers. You didn’t mind though, you loved it - the feeling of being stuffed full of him on both ends was almost enough to make you cum on the spot.

He added another finger in your mouth, stretching your lips wide. Your body arched as you clenched his full length in your walls, your eyes slipping closed and loud muffled cries resonating from your throat.

Jeonghan could tell you were about to cum, the way you were fucking yourself down onto his cock, meeting each of his thrusts.

Removing his wet fingers from your mouth between your bodies before they found your clit and began to make fast circles.

“Cum,” he commanded. “There you go, that’s my good girl, go ahead and let go for me.”

As soon as he felt the telltale signs of your orgasm, he increased the pressure, and you came hard, screaming his name, which you could barely hear over the sound of your own pulse pounding in your ears.

Your body felt limp as he thrust once, twice more before coming with a “fuck” and a loud groan.

He rolled off of you, and the two of you lay there for a while, trying to catch your breath.

After a few moments of silence, you burst into a fit of laughter, turning onto your side to face your boyfriend.

“There’s no fucking way I can look Joshua in the eye ever again.”

Jeonghan snorted in amusement. “You sure you don’t want to come to the concert tomorrow? Stand right in the front row with a sign that says ‘Shua, will you marry me?’”

“Better idea: why don’t I just write ‘Joshua Hong, will you fuck me?’” you joked, winking at him.

With a cheeky grin, he responded, “Best idea: why don’t we spend the rest of today and tonight naked in this bed?” he raised his eyebrows suggestively, and your eyes instinctively darted to his cock, already beginning to get hard again at the suggestion of round two. “So how does that sound?”

“Sounds like the perfect day off.”

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Cause fire go fwoosh

arson.

you: chishiya, you arrogant bastard. WHY DID YOU DO THAT? YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO BURN THE- chishiya: you love this arrogant bastard though? you: okay..true.. bUT STILL??????

how to get back at your ex - lhs (m)

(tysm sei @seungstarss for the banner!!!)

sfw version here! - this is 18+, MDNI

pairing ↬ colleague!heeseung x fem!reader

synopsis ↬ When your boyfriend of four years, Sunghoon, cheats on you, you get insanely drunk in the hopes of forgetting about him for a night. But at the bar, you run into your friend and colleague Heeseung, and the two of you devise a list of ways to get back at Sunghoon for hurting you. As you carry out your plan, you realise that maybe, what they say is true: sometimes, love is right in front of you.

genre ↬ fluff, smut, office romance, f2l, some angst

warnings ↬ cheating, consumption of alcohol, food, trust issues, language, characters are aged up, SMUT (dry humping, vaginal penetration, oral m and f fingering, body worship, pet names)

word count ↬ 19.6k

taglist ↬​ @miiiwaa​ @jjhmk​ @sunnylovesdiluc

a/n ↬ thank you guys sm for 300+ notes on the preview!!! i’m really excited to share this, i worked really hard on it, so i hope you will like it :)) reblogs are feedback are extremely appreciated !!! even if it’s just a small thing, letting me know what you liked (or didn’t like) helps me a lot :)

Park Sunghoon, that fucking bastard. You were going to kill him. If your hangover didn’t kill you first, that is.

You wake up with a pounding head and an unquenchable thirst, groaning at the awful sensations you knew you wouldn’t be able to get rid of for the whole day. But worse than the dry mouth and the ringing in your ears, you had a broken heart, and to your disappointment, the alcohol hadn’t managed to glue it back together. If anything, it had only deepened the cracks and made you drown in self-pity. You felt terrible physically but you also felt sorry for yourself: what had made you think drinking four bottles of soju to yourself and probably double as many cans of beer would help you get over your asshole of a now ex-boyfriend Park Sunghoon?

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— RECALL 𐀔 MASTERLIST

PAIRING. ex-student president/bad boy! jungwon x fem! reader

SYNOPSIS. after spending months suffering from amnesia in the hospital due to an “accident,” you return back to your normal school life where your close friends who you remember stick by your side 24/7. Unexpectedly, you cross paths with ex-student council president yang jungwon, who you failed to remember but feel oddly drawn to. however, after the meeting things start to get odd and you slowly begin piecing together the mystery behind your accident.

GENRE. social media au, high school au, angst, fluff if you squint, crack, ex-friends to lovers(?), betrayal

WARNINGS. mentions of traumatic events, mentions of amnesia, swearing, tba.

FEATURING. enhypen, p1h’s intak, ive’s wonyoung & rei, itzy’s yuna, treasure’s jeongwoo

STATUS. Ongoing (Feb 9th - ?)

NOW PLAYINGS. GHOST by Justin Bieber

NOTES.

⁺ please note that these are NOT the actual representations of the idols.

⁺ ages of the members are adjusted for convenience.

⁺ yes jungwon was the winner🏆sorry for all the hoon stans who wanted his smau, I promise I’ll get to that too! This series will officially start after “prove it” is completed

PROFILES.

1 | MEMORY REPLENISHERS

2 | SCHOOL? WHAT’S THAT?

3 | STUDENT COUNCIL

CHAPTERS.

01 / gasoline situation

02 / I’ll push you off a cliff

03 / keep your mouth shut

04 / coming for your head

05 / right? (written)

06 / a letter?

07 / a lil rendezvous

08 / the principal’s office

09 / you disgust me

10 / more than grateful

11 / newfound fear (10% smau, 90% written)

12 / useless

13 / obsessed

14 / practically begged

15 / make it clear

16 / “our spot”

17 / on thin ice

18 / I’m done for

19 / be careful

20 / a pure bonding (written)

21 / the key

22 / memory one (written)

23 / Robert Pattinson simp?!

TAGLIST (TAGLIST 3 OPEN)

@moonsclover @berriniki @luvrjn @fiantomartell @shoftiiel @sthinqsz @acciomylove @abdiitcryy @ielaa @baekswoons @sunshinehanjisung @candidupped @missmadwoman @ja4hyvn @yangrden @liliansun @hutao-s @httpheeseung @todorokiskitten @primorange @uanel @babygay-stay @woniecf @yourlocalhotgf @ddeonubaby @luv3iza @mykalon @soobin-chois @pshwyfie @jjun4thitboy @yenart @solitxre @enhacolor @i43wons @hobistigma @yooo-gurt @iv-en @haechanhues @heesplanet @mika-monalisa @ielaa @alo-ehas @kyleeanne @wonvelvet @blank-velvet @stealanity @rrvvby @jakesim-p @chirokookie @mochisnlix

no nut november

PAIRING ▸ enhypen hyung line x fem!reader 

GENRES ▸ social media au (smau), smut, crack, fluff, established relationship au, friends to lovers, friends with benefits au, fuckboy/fuckgirl au, college au

WARNINGS ▸ profanity, sexual jokes, sexual content, sexting kinda, horny-repressing hyung line makes mc sound like she has the hormones of a middle school boy, ft. jeongin, ryujin, taehyun, and park jisung

SUMMARY ▸ four men suppressing their carnal instincts for thirty days doesn’t sound plausible, but it’s no nut november, so victory is crucial. yet, there’s only one obstacle keeping lee heeseung, park jongseong, sim jaeyun, and park sunghoon from their prize: you. game on, boys.

TAG LIST ▸ at the bottom (send me an ask here if you’d like to be added!)

AUTHOR’S NOTE ▸ hello !! this isn’t like written-out smut so the warning may sound sort of odd for a smau?? but i hope y’all enjoy !! ♡ this is a “choose your own route” kind of smau, so you don’t have to read in order :’) ALSO please read on mobile because links aren’t working on web for some reason :(

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confession cafe — yang jungwon

summary ⋆ in which student council president, yang jungwon runs a twitter account where people can anonymously send confessions, with a cute picture of a delicious treat of course. one day, jungwon logs into his account to see a message from the one and only y/n. a junior known for her rambunctious and energetic personality, who also happens to be the older sister of his bestfriend. not only does he receive a message from her, but he receives a confession, to him.

pairing ⋆ jungwon x fem!reader

genres/tropes ⋆ social media au, highschool au, friends to lovers, slow burn, fluff, angst

warnings ⋆ cursing, jungwon denies his feelings (a lot), ages adjusted to fit the story, jokes about death, bad parents, more to be added as i write + lmk if i missed anything!

featuring ⋆ ive's wonyoung, joyuri, txt's beomgyu, justb's jm + brief mentions of other idols

status ⋆ ongoing + slow updates

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lo$ers | nerds + jocks

one: oh my god

two: you're kidding

three: bus crash

four: emo like beomgyu

five: ynwon moment

six: besties only

seven: [redacted]

eight: unbelievably suspicious

nine: #1 ynwon supporter

extra: beomgyu twitch streamer

ten: blackmail

eleven: home life (written)

twelve: cookie dough ice cream (+written)

thirteen: lost cat

fourteen: YNWON THIRD WIN 🏆

fifteen: completed the mutual

sixteen: somebody sedate me

seventeen: flower booth (+written)

eighteen: best day of my life

nineteen: bf era

twenty: roleplay?

twenty one: to be added

...

DEAR DIARY, I HATE JUNGWON !

SUMMARY | you hate jungwon—like a lot. everyone at your school knows it at this point. so why is it the minute you see him shed a tear, you feel bad? with this new found guilt, you’re able to see new sides of jungwon that your anger blinded you from before. it doesn’t take you long to realise that you don’t hate these new sides of him as much as you’d like to.

PAIRING | jungwon x fem!reader

WORD COUNT | 18.2k (IM SORRY AHA)

GENRE | slow burn!!! enemies to lovers au, high school au, fluff, angst

WARNINGS | profanity, violence, vandalism, jungwon is vv mean, mentions of alcohol & sex (for sunghoon only)

FEATURING | second lead sunghoon, heeseung is mentioned and ITZY !

PLAYLIST | listen here

TAGLIST | @yjwfav @tyunni @heejojo @gyuury @junityy @ughopewrld @heessseungi @iyeonjuni @izrosei @hiqhkey @sk4tersoobin @enhacolor @mitsukifilms @koroktsuya @yvesismywife @amakumos @staysstrays @jungwoniics @wonjaems @yizhoutv @soobin-chois @gold-dragon-slayer @acciomylove @heeseunqie @bigtittietoji @bl00dysunsh1ne @let-apostrophe-sgo @hoonielvvr @wonyofanclub @yogurteume @nrksrealgf @wonie-core @jungwons-rat

A/N | IT’S FINALLY HEREEEE!!!!! this has took me nearly two months to write im so happy it’s finally out omg,, the blood sweat and tears i have put myself through for this fic is awful . so pls . enjoy :( also thanks to nadia & may for beta reading !!

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you: wtf

jung_1: ?

you: chemistry club??? really?

jung_1: i wanted the piano club

you: so what?? me going isn’t going to stop u

jung_1: u think i wanna see your face every day after school? 

class is enough smh

you: so u signed me up for chem?

jung_1: it was the only one left lol

you: stfu

jung_1: k lol

From what you can remember, Jungwon hasn’t always been like this. You’ve tried to sit down and pinpoint a date back to when this all started, but the best you could come up with was when he blew out your candle at your eleventh birthday party. That was the first and last time you had ever invited him over to your house.

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RECALL 𐀔

06 A LETTER?

MASTERLIST

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SYNOPSIS. after spending months suffering from amnesia in the hospital due to an “accident,” you return back to your normal school life where your close friends who you remember stick by your side 24/7. Unexpectedly, you cross paths with ex-student council president yang jungwon, who you failed to remember but feel oddly drawn to. however, after the meeting things start to get odd and you slowly begin piecing together the mystery behind your accident.

a/n: so how are we feeling? Let me just remind y'all again that the main genre of this fic is angst 🤩 anyways, I wonder what’s in that letter 🤭

TAGLIST

@moonsclover @berriniki @luvrjn @fiantomartell @shoftiiel @sthinqsz @acciomylove @abdiitcryy @ielaa @baekswoons @sunshinehanjisung @candidupped @missmadwoman @ja4hyvn @yangrden @liliansun @hutao-s @httpheeseung @todorokiskitten @primorange @uanel @babygay-stay @woniecf @yourlocalhotgf @ddeonubaby @luv3iza @mykalon @soobin-chois @pshwyfie @jjun4thitboy @yenart @solitxre @enhacolor @i43wons @hobistigma @yooo-gurt @zzwonii @haechanhues @heesplanet @mika-monalisa @ielaa @alo-ehas @kyleeanne @wonvelvet @blank-velvet @stealanity @rrvvby @jakesim-p @chirokookie @mochisnlix

boyfriend application, yjw

you signed up for the vice president position in decelis academy as a joke, but the joke quickly faded when they announced you as the vice president. you decided to make an application and post it on your twitter account because you were tired of not having a love life outside of school. but what if the president of the student council sends you his application?

pairing stuco president!jungwon x stuco vp!reader (fem)

genres/troupes fluff, angst, slowburn, acquaintances to lovers, social media au, highschool au, mutual (?) pining

warnings cursing, over-used jokes, jokes about death, reader is dense (kind of) + more tba

featuring enhypen, ive, itzy, txt, aespa , cravity, xdinary heroes, an oc

author's note hello this is my first time doing a smau on tumblr so pls bare w me T^T im not rlly used to making smaus on tumblr so it might not look good. anyways ive been having a jungwon brainrot and thought that i should write a smau for him so here i am :] send an ask to be added to the taglist!! <3

taglist 2 is open!!

status on-going, updates 2-3 days

y/n and friends jungwon and friends

01 j*ngwon making moves ???

02 won?

03 he did what

04 he told me u liked cats!

05 we'll pay you back

06 she's desperate

07 chill jungwon ur omega side is showing.

08 tell me why im getting emotional over this

09 what if we give it a try?

10 ur so down bad for me

11 grow some balls man

12 woot woot he did it

13 what if we kissed in front of wangshu inn

14 he's salty becausekoddksm @*#*?#(×

15 congrats

16 status: feeling like shit

17 this is why i kin diluc

18 miss u2 ig..

19 she's back

20 ditched?

21 guess who she likes

22

23

24

25

LOVING YOU !

— pairing: idol!jungwon x idol!fem!reader

— genre: fake relationship to real, strangers to lovers (well, for jungwon) fluff, angst, socmed au, hybe kinda crazy

— synopsis: HYBE finally is releasing a new girl group and you’re in it! so what do they do to promote this girl group? well, the least unexpected thing. They make you, the face of the group—fake date yang jungwon, your beloved sunbaenim. It’s for “promotions” they say. That’s fine.. but there’s just a teeny tiny problem; well, he barely knows you and.. you are kind of the biggest simp for him.

author note: hi guys! so unfortunately, my “all too well” smau will be cancelled (as i already deleted it). i feel like it wasn’t the best version of itself and that i didn’t really like the general idea overall. who knows? maybe one day i’ll rewrite it. however, to make up for it, here’s another won smau that i promise i will finish !! i hope you guys enjoy it :] the taglist is CLOSED.

profile [ L4VEY GIRLS !! 💍 ]

1 — L4VEY teasers slayed

2 — go on managernim, give us nothing !!

3 — I was thinking.. then started crying.

4 — go cry abt it!

5 — CAUGHT 4K!!!📸

6 — come home the kids miss you.

7 — tw: man?!

8 — promise it isn’t what it looks like.

9 — the girls are fighting ??

10 — it’s for their own good.

11 — uh ur mom.

12 — what would your members say?

13 — I’m not the only one, am I?

14 — not like I’m complaining.

special chapter: if it all had been too good to be true 🌷

15 — they always using Jake!

16 — Tears falling, tears falling, don’t get me started.

lost cause — yang jungwon

tags. high school au, friends(?) to lovers, slow burn warnings. cursing, one mention of piss 

word count. 8.5k

note. thank u in advance for reading! i’m kind of nervous about posting this but i hope you enjoy and look forward to more writing from me in the future :))

playlist. MIMI by youra, 몰라서 (just a little bit) by enhypen, 긴밤 by seori ft. GIRIBOY

SYNOPSIS. since your brief friendship with your crush, yang jungwon, ended in radio silence, you’ve been determined to keep him at arm’s length. jungwon, convinced that you’ve grown to hate him during your months of disconnection, is equally as determined to win you back.

IT’S ALMOST TOO EASY, FALLING for Yang Jungwon.

Between the way his dimples poke into his cheeks when even a hint of a smile crosses his face and the sound of his laughter breaking through the murmur of the cafeteria every so often, the amount of time you spend reminiscing such menial details shows how much of a chokehold the boy has on your mind.

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First Stage: ENHYPEN as Dark Romance Trope

His Pretty Doll Face | Yang Jung-won

pairings: Student! Yang Jung-won x Student! reader

warnings: contains themes of abduction, betrayal. obsessive behavior; slight violent scenes.

synopsis: there was a shy boy in your class that everyone around you adored because of his nice personality and pretty face. however, you've always found him strange. you thought that he was too good to be true. but when some weird things started happening around you, things started to change. and so-called nice boy Yang Jung-won made his way to be friends with you.

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Take it or Leave it | Lee Hee-seung

pairings: Psychologist! Lee Hee-seung x female reader

warnings: contains themes of illegal activities, murder attempts; manipulation.

synopsis: you just got married to your boyfriend! Hee-seung who spent three years with you! but right after your marriage your husband starts behaving strangely and you'll find illegal things that Hee-seung had done one by one.

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Bloody Hell | Park Jong-seong

pairings: Agent! Park Jong-seong x Police! reader

warnings: contains themes of murder; both physical and emotional abuse; there will be scenes with cold weapons; describing sensitive topics (vicious murder scenes).

synopsis: your agent! husband Jay's colleagues have been found brutally murdered. your chief will entrust this case to you. while you and your husband investigate the case, you'll find some evidence that you never expected. as you move from one point to another, you will come to a dead-end.

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16 missed calls | Shim Jae-yoon

pairings: Bully! Shim Jake x female reader

warnings: contains themes of discrimination and bullying. both physical and emotional abuse.

synopsis: your secondary school life was not the brightest. you were an outcast in your school. because of Jake's constant bullying, you couldn't take it anymore and run away. several years later in your high school, you had met your bully! Jake again. but surprisingly Jake didn't recognize you moreover even flirted with you!

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The Runaway Bride | Park Sung-hoon

pairings: Scientist! Park Sunghoon x female reader

warnings: contains themes of freedom restrictions, strong obsessive behavior. suggestive scenes here and there.

synopsis: Park Sung-hoon, the genius of all the time, has experimented on himself and brought out his darkest desires. at the same time, he and your parents arranged the two of you into a marriage. when you see his strange behavior, you try to escape before your marriage. but after all, you can't escape from the genius that has become the psychopath.

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Taboo Love | Kim Su-noo

pairings: College student! Kim Su-noo x Professor! reader

warnings: slight age difference, but reader and sunoo are both adults. slight obsessive behavior; manipulation

synopsis: the fifth grader student! Kim Su-noo, had fallen in love with the twelfth grader student you! it was a mere innocent child's crush. but unfortunately, when you graduated, you're gone like a stone thrown into the water. after looking for you for a very long time, he saw you lecturing at the university he has entered!

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Pointed Gun | Nishimura Ri-ki

pairings: Student! Nishimura Ri-ki x Student! reader

warnings: contains themes of blackmailing; cold weapons; mentions of shooting.

synopsis: you get a small note from your secret admirer every morning. at first, the note's context was really sweet, however as time passes by it will get creepier. the letter that once excited you has become the cause of your fear. and the one who sends these letters has turned out to be your stalker.

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BLUE BIRTHDAY － yang jungwon (teaser).

SYNOPSIS! you’ve always despised your birthday ever since your boyfriend, jungwon, passed away on that exact date. 5 years after jungwon’s death, you receive a strange package filled with photos seemingly taken by jungwon when he was still alive. after you find out that these photos can allow you to travel back in time to when the photo was taken, you realise that you might be able to reverse everything - including jungwon’s death.

PAIRING! non-idol! jungwon x fem! reader

GENRE! angst, fluff, kind of reincarnation au, inspired by the kdrama “blue birthday”.

WARNINGS! technically major character death, mentions of death, one car crash scene, swearing, the past timeline takes place in 2020 / 2021, current timeline is set in 2026, more to be added

ESTIMATED WORDCOUNT! 10k (teaser is 700 words)

RELEASE DATE! february 9th (happy birthday wonie ^_^)

AUTHOR’S NOTE! helloooo this is a teaser for blue birthday !! have been talking about this fic for a while now ^_^ this fic is for @jensrose​​’s memories collab!! im rlly excited 2 b writing this fic i rlly liked the kdrama :0 (YERI SLAYED) this fic is Heavily inspired by the drama so there will be spoilers if you haven’t watched it ^_^ 

TAGLIST! open, send an ask to be added

PRESENT DAY, 2026.

You hear a knock on your front door.

It’s late at night, and Maeumi barks at the noise. Your friends have left your house by now, and you’re watching a movie on the couch, Maeumi sleeping in your lap. The candle Intak bought you is still lit, and the faint smell of vanilla wafts through the air.

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all clear! － yang jungwon.

synopsis: for as long as you’ve been on jyp university’s badminton team, your team’s main rivals have been hybe university. the rivalry goes way back, and as the team captain, you’re well aware of your team’s disdain towards the hybe team - but it just so happens that you’re secretly dating hybe’s team captain, yang jungwon. and since tournament season is coming up soon, the rivalry between hybe and jyp is stronger than ever, and you and jungwon both know that if the secret got out, conflicts would arise. you’ve heard of enemies pretending to be lovers, but have you heard of lovers pretending to be enemies?  genre: smau, fluff, crack, angst but only a teeny bit i Think, secret relationship pairing: badminton team captain! jungwon x badminton team captain fem! reader warnings: swearing, some players on the hybe / jyp team arent actually under those companies irl its just for Plot, some badminton terms might be wrong since im coached in cantonese please bear w me i used google to translate some stuff he says to me, ages are adjusted slightly bc . theyre in university, ignore timestamps authors note: and yuns back with another jungwon smau releasing right after shoot ends! this time with no science… just badminton… but theres still chemistry … get it … bc yn and jungwon … r dating ,, yk .. yeah .. haha .. anyways permanent taglist is already in the taglist for this one :D featuring: enhypen, various members of nct, aespa, ive, itzy, txt, twice, stray kids & stayc release date: december 25th. merry christmas from me taglist (CLOSED!):  @c9tnoos @ja4hyvn @shinsou-rii @sqnwo @isaluv @primorange @ryuflix @bearseulgs @baekhyunstruly @hsngarchive @yanqsfairy @yizhoutv @acciomylove @w3bqrl @yenart @woniedaze @missmadwoman @floverful @xtra-cheese @wonyofanclub @soobnny

STATUS: complete!

PROLOGUE. PROFILES: one / two / three

ONE － i thought u were an atheist TWO － i think ur rlly pretty THREE － jesus fanclub FOUR － make up make out i mean What?! FIVE － just lied on the tl SIX － winks smizes SEVEN － my little meow meow EIGHT － jurassic park NINE － what if they try to k word each other TEN － serving looks or ELEVEN  － i hope my next blink is my last TWELVE － oh so u think ur spiderman THIRTEEN － please elaborate FOURTEEN － pegasus megasus FIFTEEN － the sunoo was too stunned to speak SIXTEEN － pissbaby the 6th SEVENTEEN － so i was the third wheel EIGHTEEN － shuttle?? like a bus?? NINETEEN － as in dating or hallucinations TWENTY － aiming shuttles TWENTY ONE － fuck ur plans TWENTY TWO － fainting TWENTY THREE － doodoo behaviour TWENTY FOUR － no ragrets  TWENTY FIVE － group therapy TWENTY SIX － apologies  TWENTY SEVEN － 4lyfers

shoot! －nishimura riki.

－synopsis: number one rule of having online friends: don’t fall in love with them. but after one year of being friends with cheolsoo, someone you met while playing co-op with in genshin, the little fluttering feeling in your stomach every time he texts you is too hard to ignore. so, after a year of talking and being friends, you and cheolsoo finally decide to meet - but then you realise that “cheolsoo” is actually nishimura riki, a famous kpop idol. so now, you have to deal with having the fattest crush on someone you basically don’t even know. shoot. －genre: friends to lovers, idiots to lovers, crack, fluff, smau + some written chapters －pairing: idol!riki x fem!reader －warnings: swearing, ignore timestamps －authors note:  new smau!😈😈😈 was listening to shoot! from gp999 while writing the plot hence the title 👍👍  － release date: november 24th. －taglist is (CLOSED)

PROFILES: one / two

ONE ― mate ur fucked TWO ― wait a minute  THREE ― cheol… FOUR ― billy and poco  FIVE ― naur SIX ― eshay bah SEVEN ― another day another slay EIGHT ― is genshin impact a dating app  NINE ― shitting bricks rn TEN ― stomach bug ELEVEN ― im illiterate  TWELVE ― ur guac baby girl 😹 THIRTEEN ― absolutely yes!!!!!! FOURTEEN ― my boyfriend ?! FIFTEEN ― couple of the year  SIXTEEN ― cute as hell SEVENTEEN ― plushies  EIGHTEEN ― what award ?? NINETEEN ― genshin uid  TWENTY ― dunk my head into the toilet bowl TWENTY ONE ― u kinda look like my boyfriend  TWENTY TWO ― dispatch ?? more like disnutz 

SPECIAL CHAPTER: rikiyn shenanigans

STATUS: complete!

THE STAGES OF A DISASTROUS AFFAIR | L.HS

~ convinced that dr. lee is the only thing you want, you go through all the extremes in order to get in bed with him. little do you know however, that making your fantasies a reality, comes at a great cost ~

pairing: sexologist!heeseung x fem!reader, genre: smut, angst, unprotected sex, words: 9.7k+, warnings: 18+ content, read at your own discretion, mentions of drinking, cheating

PART 1 | PART 2 | PART 3 | SERIES M.LIST

back in high school, embarrassing yourself in front of your crushes was a habit you were infamous for. fast forward a couple years later, and it seemed like you were still stuck with it. subconsciously, the fact that dr. lee had caught you masturbating in your car excited you and made your imagination run wild. however rationally, it had climbed up the tall ranks of all the horrendously humiliating things you had done in your adult life.

the past few days had given you ample time to reflect on the tangled mess that was your life. you had come to the conclusion that you were no longer in love with your boyfriend, because persistently convincing yourself that crappy sex didn’t affect your relationship was no longer cutting it out. you were completely over it now, and the fact that there was someone else in your life making you feel things that your boyfriend never could, was only pulling you further and further away from wanting to give him a chance.

so, that made step number one breaking up with your boyfriend. you had no clue how to go about it. this was a relationship of many year’s worth that you were simply flicking away like a booger just so you could get the man of your dreams. in a way, it was rather ambitious of you. but telling yourself that wasn’t making you feel too proud about it.

you feared prolonging the break up would lead to you backing out. you needed to get it over with as soon as possible without making it seem like you were super eager to dump him. besides, it wasn’t like dr. lee was waiting for you with open arms once you were done. all your boyfriend needed to know was that there was another man who had unintentionally stole your attention and that whatever had happened was no one else’s fault but yours.

following through with your break up plan was easier said than done though. you were hoping for a spark, something that could kindle a disagreement between you two so that when things got heated, you could piss him off a little and drop your bomb. the objective was to get him so mad that he wouldn’t even consider convincing you to stay or promise that he could help you forget about dr. lee.

however, much to your dismay, your boyfriend was so incredibly perfect that even after spilling coffee all over his laptop, he let you off with a kind ‘it’s alright baby, i know it was an accident’ and a gentle kiss to the forehead. you even prompted him to get mad at you, but he shook you off and continued with his spree of optimism.

maybe he thought that your relationship was at the best place it could ever be because of all the sex you’d been having with him in order to implement dr. lee’s suggestions. now obviously he had no clue about your motives there, but it sure did justify his behavior.

frustrated with your failing plans, you even went as far as scouring the internet for suggestions. but your searches didn’t bear any fruit because every other website said the same exact thing like, “sit them down, be honest with them,” or, “don’t leave it up to them to figure out.”

you were in a pickle and you needed help from someone who could give you the perfect solution to your problem. and who better to do that than your beloved dr. lee? luckily for you, the appointment that you’d scheduled after your little discrepancy was coming up very soon.

fast forward to the day of the appointment, you walked into dr. lee’s office after waiting outside for a couple minutes. you weren’t gonna lie, you did feel a little anxious about seeing him again. you weren’t sure if he was going to bring up the masturbation or not, and if he did, you didn’t know how you were going to explain it to him.

“it’s nice to see you again y/n,” he greeted with a smile on his face, even though he hadn’t lifted his head to look at you. regardless, you returned his smile and sat down before he went on his usual smug tangent about how you should sit down without his instruction. when he finally did look at you, his smile widened. “seated already? something must be urgent huh?”

at this point you were convinced he could read minds. you nodded meekly and waited for him to get his tiny notebook that was dedicated to you out. he opened up a fresh page and clicked his pen, glancing up at you so formally begin the session. “what’s on your mind?” he asked, staring at you intently. you pressed your lips into a thin line and raised your brows, unsure of where to start. “i want to break up with my boyfriend,” you shared. he also raised his brows, unlike you, to show his astonishment at the news. “and why do you want to do that?”

“i took your advice and tried to let myself think of someone else while i, you know, had sex with him and touched myself. but the thing is, i’m not satisfied with just fantasizing about him. i want him in person. i want to feel him and let my imagination come to life,” you explained, hoping it made sense to him.

dr. lee nodded, noting something down. “considering that you came to me to help save your relationship, i realize that my advice ended up being unsuccessful. as much as that sucks, i won’t question your decision or ask you to reconsider because i know that coming to this conclusion isn’t the easiest thing to do.” he paused and set his pen down. “that being said, i will warn you that there’s a chance this other person won’t meet your expectations. even if your attraction to him is purely sexual in nature, if he doesn’t meet your needs, you’ll be just as disappointed and possibly even regretful.”

theoretically, he had a point. but he didn’t know that this ‘other person’ he was talking about was actually him. he was a sex doctor for crying out loud. you had no doubt that he’d be able to meet your expectations. after all, how could he be a credible sexologist if he sucked at having sex?

you pretended to consider his warning and shrugged. “i don’t know dr. lee- i mean heeseung.” he smirked, glad you had remembered to address him by name. “it’s just, i’ve been thinking about it for so long now that i’ve sorta detached myself from him already. i’m just not into him anymore and i don’t think there’s a point in trying to get used to him. it’s better to let him go before he starts noticing things himself. i know it will hurt him but at least he’ll know that none of it was his fault.”

now you were just venting to dr. lee. “it’s a difficult situation to avoid being the bad guy even though your intentions are good. have you decided how you’re going to do it?” he asked. you told him everything, from the coffee to the googling, and asked him to give you an idea of his own.

“i’m not sure y/n. break ups aren’t my forte,” he said reluctantly. “please heeseung. i just wanna get it over with. this is stressing me out more than i want it to and i know that not wanting to feel like an ass for doing this is a little selfish of me, but as you said its all in his best interest.” you were desperate, and dr. lee could tell. he pitied you, but at the same time, he wasn’t going to meddle in your personal life to such an extent.

“i’m sorry y/n, but there’s really nothing i can do to help you. it sucks to say but you’re on your own for this one. keep trying and you can let me know what happens during your next appointment.”

you sighed in defeat and nodded. “its okay, i understand. i’m asking too much of you. that’s all i really had to say today. sorry for taking up your time. i’ll get going now.” you got up from your seat and headed over to the door.

“you don’t need to apologize,” he said, “i’m sorry i wasn’t any help. if it’s worth anything, i wish you all the best.”

giving him a grateful smile, you bid him farewell and went back home. you didn’t want to be disappointed but you were. dr. lee wasn’t the one to blame though. you were the one who had dug yourself into this mess and you were the only one who could get yourself out of it.

in the week’s time that you had before your next appointment with dr. lee, your boyfriend had given you every reason to postpone your break up with him. sex aside, all the things he was doing were poster boyfriend material, and you were having a hard time pretending like you didn’t enjoy them. you were starting to doubt whether you had actually fallen out of love with him or not. your mind and heart were so used to being in love with him that they didn’t know how to stop. even though you could tell you didn’t feel the same way about him, there was still enough love between you two to keep things afloat.

but that wasn’t what you wanted. if anything, it was super inconvenient. you needed to get rid of him before you crippled with guilt. when you met dr. lee, you told him all about it, and he had nothing new to say. “i told you this last time, this just isn’t my specialty y/n. i’m not a relationship counsellor. i know just as little as you do about strategic break ups.”

dr. lee didn’t sound like he was fed up of you misusing his practice. he just seemed genuinely distressed that he couldn’t give you any fruitful feedback. there was no point in coming to him for break up ideas, and since that was the only concern you had at the moment, you realized, there was no point in coming to him for anything anymore.

now you knew that wasn’t the way you wanted your story with him to end. he was the man of your dreams, and you were so pathetically infatuated by him that no matter how hard you tried, you would never be able to forget about him.

“you’re right heeseung, you aren’t the right person to come to with all of this. the only reason i’m telling you about it is because i feel like you understand me better than anyone else ever has. i know that’s your job, but still, talking to you helps give me clarity, and that’s something i really need right now.”

understanding where you were going with your little speech, dr. lee rubbed his hands together and leaned back in his chair. “if it’s worth anything, i can still be your confidant. i think you already know that you’d just have to meet me somewhere that isn’t here in order to do that.”

you nodded, hoping that he’d agree to the offer you were presenting him. he glanced at the tiny notebook he had for you and tossed it in his waste bin. “you’re an interesting person y/n. and if i’m being completely honest, i kinda want to know what happens in your story. i’ve never felt so invested in someone’s private life before- i know that’s very inappropriate of me, but i guess i don’t have to worry about that now because we no longer have a doctor-patient relationship.”

“does that mean we’re friends now?” you asked, biting back the grin that was forming on your lips. dr. lee nodded. “heck yeah we are.”

you used to think that everything dr. lee- or heeseung, because he wasn’t your doctor anymore- did was to intentionally seduce you. but now that he was being super casual and unprofessional with you, you realized that all those smirks and stares were simply two perks of his personality.

since you had been his last appointment of the day, he invited you for a cup of coffee at a cafe that was right next to his clinic as a way to get to know you better, or in his words “start over again.”

he asked you about your childhood and teenage life; where you grew up, who was in your family, what songs you listened to, favorite high school memory, and told you all about his. you were thankful that you didn’t feel as awkward with him now as you did back when you first started seeing him. it made the conversations all the more easy to have.

some things you learned about heeseung were that he had three best friends, he loved music and instant noodles, and he lived alone in an apartment that was way too big for him. you noticed that outside the clinic, he was quite humorous and quirky, and he got super passionate while talking about the things he liked and disliked.

you were having an amazing time hanging out with him and you were glad to learn that he felt the same way. wanting to meet him again as soon as possible, you invited him for a round of drinks at a bar that was near the place you worked at over the weekend, hoping you could get even closer than you had today. heeseung readily agreed, expectant to meet you in a week’s time.

now of course, your boyfriend new nothing about this. it wasn’t like you were intentionally keeping it a secret. things just turned out that way. the thought never crossed your mind until he walked in on you slipping into a skimpy black dress. he asked you where you were going, knowing the occasion was probably special considering how extravagant you looked. that was the first instance you felt like you were doing something wrong. but the eagerness of meeting heeseung pushed that bitter thought to the back of your mind.

“it’s a girls night out.” the lie had left your mouth so smoothly, even you didn’t doubt its credibility. he furrowed his brows, standing at the door. “last minute plan?” he asked, trying to guess why you hadn’t told him sooner. feeling guilty, you nodded and slipped a loose cardigan on in case it got too cold outside. he smiled at you, completely clueless. “well, i’ll be chilling here until you get back. stay safe and call me if you need anything.”

after gathering your things, you kissed his cheek to make yourself feel better about lying to him and skipped out of the house, trying to bring back the excitement you were feeling about meeting heeseung so that you didn’t have to worry about being the worst girlfriend on earth.

heeseung was already there by the time you arrived. he waved you over to a small table for two at the back of the bar. “sorry i made you wait,” you said apologetically, climbing onto the high chair. he shook you off with a smile. “i literally just got here. you made it right on time.” a waiter walked up to you both and took your orders. you placed your hands on the table and glanced up at him, only to catch him already looking at you. “sorry,” he giggled in embarrassment, “you just look stunning.”

he sounded a bit awkward as he said it and you figured it was because he knew you were in a relationship. “no need to be sorry. i appreciate it,” you said, thanking him for the compliment. your drinks were quick to arrive. after taking a few sips, heeseung cleared his throat and looked back at you. “so, how’s everything going with the boyfriend?”

you felt a sick feeling in your stomach at the mention of your boyfriend. you had been hoping to avoid any and all discussions about your relationship tonight. in fact, you’d been keen on leaving your boyfriend out of your ‘friendship’ with heeseung. the two just didn’t mix well together.

“we broke up,” you thoughtlessly blurted out, eyes widening in shock at your own words. heeseung’s eyes widened slightly. he was taken aback by the blunt revelation. “when did this happen?”

now how on earth were you supposed to tell him that that actually hadn’t happened? it wasn’t like you could just swallow your words back with a simple ‘oops’ and keep him from thinking you were a pathological liar. the hole you’d dug yourself into had only become more shallow now.

“a few days after i saw you last,” you fibbed, avoiding his gaze while playing with the condensation on the glass of your drink. “we were just sitting around watching tv and he noticed i was distracted so he tried to talk to me and i got overwhelmed and just let the bottom fall out. he wasn’t happy to hear what i had to say and he kept asking why and i just felt shittier and shittier about it. but eventually, he said he understood and left me be, saying he’d still be in touch if i needed anything.”

your chest felt uncomfortably heavy. you weren’t sure why you had lied to heeseung. sighing, you took a long sip of your drink and stared at the table in distress. things were not off to a great start. the story you had just concocted was nothing but a reflection of how you wanted your break up to go. the fact that you were now turning all of your deepest desires into reality with the man of your dreams sounded like a sick joke.

from heeseung’s perspective, you seemed genuinely upset about your ‘break up’. his hand reached out to hold yours and he gave it a gentle squeeze. you met his gaze, staring into his eyes that were filled with nothing but concern. something about that made your heart skip a beat. this was literally the most inappropriate moment to be simping for him. karma was real and you knew it was going to come bite you in the butt soon.

“well, i hope you’ve found some solace now. if you look at it from the bright side, at least you can go scouting for some better sex now,” he encouraged, smiling cheekily. you scoffed and shook your head at his ridiculousness. “i already have someone in mind,” you revealed with a grin. he leaned closer to you out of curiosity and lowered his voice. “is it the mystery man you were touching yourself to in the car the other day?”

gasping in offense, you pushed him away. “i thought you’d forgotten about that.” you really had considering he hadn’t brought it up during any of your succeeding appointments after the fact. he leaned back in his seat, shrugging smugly. “you can’t let a sight as captivating as that just slip from your mind.”

“you thought it was captivating?” suddenly you didn’t mind talking about the incident. heeseung nodded as if it was the most obvious thing ever. “you’re not a sore sight to the eye y/n.” his words were making you feel super giddy and embarrassed. you thanked him with a shy smile, cursing yourself for not being more confident. after all, that was the key to attractiveness and it was very obvious that you were trying to seduce him.

composing yourself, you took another long sip for some liquid courage. “i can show you more of that if you’d like.” heeseung raised a brow and smirked. “as much as i’d love to see that, save it for your dream guy.”

with his response, you could do either of two things; the first being, a willing acceptance of his rejection because you had ‘just gotten out of a relationship’ and he was a respectful guy who didn’t hit on freshly single women, or the second being, pretending like he hadn’t just turned you down and keep the flirting going.

given that you were a little buzzed, if your attempts at hitting on him went south, at least you had something to blame. so, you went on. “oh come on. i can be quite generous you know? besides, there’s a reason he’s my dream guy and nothing more. he’s too good for me. there’s no way i can ever have him all to myself.”

heeseung laughed at you. “someone’s desperate.”

you couldn’t have been more obvious. at least he was acknowledging your efforts. “what can i say? i’m not used to being single.”

a few hours and many drinks later, you and heeseung were clutching onto each other for dear life. the bar had closed and you both had been kicked out for overstaying your welcome. now you were busy wandering in the parking lot, searching for your cars- a task that would have been ten times easier had you been just a little less drunk.

heeseung was following the sound of his car locking and unlocking. after what might have been his twentieth attempt, he finally spotted the simple black sedan. you both stumbled towards the vehicle, giggling as you went. once you had reached, heeseung hung onto the car’s side, detaching his arm from around your shoulder. “do you think its safe for me to be driving?” he asked you, rubbing his eyes tiredly. you shook your head very slowly. “i would offer to drop you off but i’m no better than you right now.” both of you laughed, finding the fact incredibly hilarious for some reason.

after your laughter had died down, heeseung fished for his phone and pulled up the contact of a person named ‘park sunghoon’ which he showed you with great pride. you recognized the name immediately, remembering that he was one of the three best friends heeseung had. “this dude never goes to sleep, especially on the weekends. i’ll call him and he can come pick us up.”

he didn’t bother waiting for a response from you, dialing his friend’s number. after a brief conversation and barely any convincing, he hung up and gave you a thumbs up. “he will be here in ten minutes. until then, i’ll turn the heater on in here so that we don’t freeze to death.”

heeseung opened the door to the driver’s side and stepped aside, making way for you to get seated. closing the door, he joined you inside on the passenger’s seat and leaned over the cockpit to start the car. he then turned the heater on and rubbed his hands together, blowing some air into them, before chuckling and looking at you.

your eyes felt heavy and you were incredibly exhausted. but there was so much going on in your mind that you wouldn’t be able to sleep peacefully, not matter how tired you were. “i want you heeseung,” you admitted, having zero filter on your words. “huh?” he stared at you in confusion. “you’re so hot. i can’t resist you,” you continued, not caring that he hadn’t understood. it grew quiet between you two.

“for what it’s worth. i think you’re hot too,” he said after a little while. you turned to look at him, sensing a continuation. “but, we’ve only just become friends. and even if there is something between us, there’s no point in rushing to figure out what it is just because you’re out of a relationship now.” this was the sexologist in him speaking to you. he had a point, but he didn’t know that you’d supposedly broken up just to be with him. “how long should i have to wait then?” you asked jokingly, feeling like the mood had just damped because of your second rejection of the night. heeseung also jokingly pretended to count on his fingers. “in exactly 73 hours, no sooner, no later.”

a knock sounded on your side’s window. both of you jumped in place, turning to see who you assumed was sunghoon, peeping inside the car. he stared at you long and hard before glancing at his friend. his eyes scrutinizingly came back to you and he popped open the door. “hurry up, it’s freezing out here.”

a few seconds later you both piled into the back seat of his car. sunghoon kept an eye on you from the rearview mirror, probably sketching up his impressions of you to judge whether or not you were good enough for his friend. seeing as to how you both were far from consciousness, he didn’t bother striking up a conversation, allowing you to get some rest.

you didn’t know when your eyes fell shut, but the next time they opened, you found yourself tucked into an unfamiliar comforter, in an unfamiliar bed, inside an unfamiliar room. the first thing you did was check to see whether you were still in your clothes from last night or not. much to your relief, you were. you even went as far as checking between your legs to see if any substances had been left. everything was intact, making you feel a little less anxious. you sat up and looked around, noticing how compact the room was. there was no one beside you on the bed, and based on the looks of it, it didn’t seem like anyone had been the entire night. climbing out of the bed, you noticed your phone and purse propped up against a wide windowsill. taking your phone, you checked for any messages, seeing that you had one from your beloved boyfriend. your heart started beating faster, hoping and praying that he hadn’t called any of your friends to confirm your whereabouts. when you opened the message, you were relieved to see that he had already thought three steps ahead of you with a simple set of instructions: “you must be shit faced, don’t drive, sleepover at your friend’s, call me in the morning.”

so you dialed his number. he didn’t pick up immediately, and once he did, you could tell he was just waking up as well. he asked you where you were and if he needed to come pick you up, to which you refused because one, you had no clue who’s house were in and two, you needed to pick your own car up on the way. he agreed with your plan and hung up, most likely returning back to his sleep.

there wasn’t a bathroom inside the room, leaving you no choice but to venture further into the unfamiliar apartment. there was another room in front of you, it’s door left slightly ajar. without a second thought you popped your head in from the other side and saw what might have been one of the most adorable sights ever.

dr. lee heeseung laid there, cuddled up to the blanket, with both his arms hanging above his head like a little baby. he looked so peaceful as he slept and you swore you could spend hours standing there and watching him like a creep. however you still needed to figure out where you were and so, you reluctantly shut the door and walked down the hallway until it opened up into a spacious living room. there, on the couch, you noticed heeseung’s friend sprawled out with a blanket loosely draped around his waist. he wasn’t asleep, aimlessly tapping away on his phone. you cleared your throat to alert him of your presence. his eyes darted over to you and he slowly sat up, raking his eyes over your body as if he were making sure there was nothing wrong with you. “did you sleep well?” he asked, voice hoarse and groggy. it seemed like he hadn’t woken up too long ago.

you nodded, looking around so that you wouldn’t have to meet his intimidating gaze. “good,” he said, more to himself than to you. “are you up for a cup of coffee? i can make tea if you don’t drink coffee. and if you don’t drink tea, you can have a glass of milk. whatever floats your boat.”

you wouldn’t lie, you were taken aback by his offer. you thought he was going to tell you where you shoes are and then ask you to get the heck out of his, or heeseung’s- you couldn’t really figure out who it belonged to- apartment.

realizing you hadn’t answered him, you smiled and set your purse down on the table. “i’m fine with coffee.” sunghoon nodded and got off the couch, stretching his body before slipping into the kitchen. since it was an open kitchen, you decided to sit at its counter instead of lurking around his living room. now that you had some assurance that he didn’t disapprove of you, you didn’t mind striking up a conversation with him.

“where are we?” you asked, getting the most important query out of the way. “this is my place,” he revealed, “i was going to take you to heeseung’s but then i remembered that he wanted to keep you in the friend zone.” your ears perked up at his words. “what do you mean ‘wanted to keep me in the friend zone’?”

sunghoon didn’t seem like he’d told you something he wasn’t supposed to. “see the thing is, heeseung’s into you. but since you just broke up with your boyfriend and all that jazz, he thinks he should wait to shoot his shot. we all told him that if you’re showing interest in him- which i assume you are- he should just go for it cause i’m pretty sure that’s what you want too.”

you figured heeseung and sunghoon had spoken while you were asleep, hence why he was updated about the break up. you couldn’t hide the small grin that formed on your lips. but that begged your second question. “why are you telling me this?”

this was the first time you were seeing sunghoon smile. he stopped working on your coffee, bringing his full attention to you. “it’s been years since heeseung’s last been in a relationship. and he might say he’s fine with being single, but we all know that he wants to have someone he can call his. yes, his last relationship was a complete disaster. but to be fair, we were all dumb college kids who expected too much from life. heeseung says that’s one of the reasons he doesn’t want to date, but its just an excuse, so you don’t have to worry about it. now the reason i’m telling you all this is because heeseung will never make the first move. you were flirting with him yesterday and he said it was hard to resist. if you want to bag this boy, you’re gonna have to go even harder. now that you know how into you he is, do something you know he won’t back out of. give him a taste of what he’s missing out on.”

you couldn’t believe heeseung’s best friend was so passionately advising you on how to successfully seduce him. he was making you feel confident. up till yesterday you’d been starting to feel like this was going to be a waste of time. but now you knew, you just needed to back him into a corner until he gave himself what he wanted.

heeseung woke up eventually and joined you two in the kitchen. it seemed like he had forced himself out of bed. the poor man was barely able to keep his eyes open and he kept zoning out in the middle of your conversations. sunghoon was kind enough to ask you to stay for breakfast- which consisted of freezer to toaster waffles and whipped cream because he’d run out of syrup. once you were done, your boyfriend texted you, asking when you’d be home. not wanting to keep him waiting- cause you were afraid of confrontation- you thanked the two boys for keeping you safe told them you’d book a cab back to the bar so you could retrieve your car.

now that you knew the realities behind heeseung’s constant rejecting, you were feeling expectant. it was as though the endless path you were walking along was finally opening into something worthwhile. you couldn’t wait to see him again.

the next time, much to your surprise, heeseung was the one who invited you to his apartment for a movie night with his friends. after seeing how well you and sunghoon had gotten along, he wanted you to meet the rest of them and get to know them better. all you had to tell your boyfriend was that you were spending time with your girl friends and he didn’t bat another lash. it was scary how easily you were able to lie to him now. but hanging out with heeseung distracted you from feeling like a shitty person and that was just a vicious cycle you’d gotten yourself into.

you arrived at heeseung’s apartment right on time, and just as he’d claimed, it was way too big for one person. still somehow, he’d managed to fill it with enough things to make the space look more compact than it actually was. “the guys will be here in while. they’re always late to these kinds of things.” he shared, sitting beside you on the couch. you were still busy looking around, kind of jealous at how well decorated his home was.

“what are we watching?” you asked after a while of silence, glancing at the tv ahead. heeseung hadn’t selected anything yet. “i was gonna leave that up to you since you’re our guest for the night,” he admitted, pushing the remote to you. picking it up, you scrolled through the options. “that’s too important of a task for me. i literally only ever watch the same three movies on repeat. and they’re all animated.” you scrolled into the kid’s section and searched for ‘the emperor’s new groove’.

“i can’t say i’ve seen this one,” he said, reading the movie’s description. “you say that as if you watch animated movies on the regular.”

heeseung looked at you with a knowing grin. “you’d be surprised y/n. you’d be thoroughly surprised.”

you two waited around some more, engaging in some general small talk. heeseung’s phone lit up. he glanced at it, seeing it was a message from one of the boys. “hey, sorry can’t make it today. layla’s uncontrollably shitting all over the floor.” he read aloud. “who was that from?” you asked, absolutely intrigued. “that’s jake sim. layla’s his dog,” heeseung shared. he got another message seconds later. “just got a booty call from the girl next door. looks like i can’t come over,” he read. that message was from sunghoon. right after that, he got yet another message. “bleeding through my ass, sorry can’t come.” that one was from jay.

you got comfortable on the couch, seeing the variations of disappointment on his face as he texted his friends back. “these fuckers need to learn how to give better excuses,” he mumbled under his breath, setting his phone down after he was done with his aggressive typing. crossing your arms over your chest, you pouted playfully. “do you not want to hang out with me alone?”

heeseung shook his head, trying to hide his smile. “i’m just afraid of what will happen if i’m alone with you for too long.” if that wasn’t enough for you to confirm everything sunghoon had told you, you didn’t know what was. letting his statement hang in the air, you started the movie and leaned back with a wide grin. if you played your cards right, maybe tonight could be the night you finally got a taste of what you’d wanted for so long.

both of you kept stealing glances at each other throughout the duration of the movie but neither of you said anything until it was over. “did you like it?” you asked. he nodded. “it was funny.” you two stared at each other, small smiles playing at your lips. you were having such a hard time resisting him and so you decided, “fuck it,” and leaned forward to plant your lips on his.

heeseung reacted immediately, cupping your jaw and turning his body to face yours. you scooted closer to him, placing one hand on his thigh and the other beside his waist. heeseung placed his other hand on top of yours, groaning against your lips because he found your eagerness extremely attractive. you could sense him wanting to pull away from you, so before he could to that, you pressed your lips onto his harder, causing him to fall on his back with you on top of him. you quickly straddled his lap and rolled your hips over his, hinting that you wanted this make out to lead to something more. heeseung didn’t seem reluctant at all, letting his hands slip under your shirt to hold your waist. this was it. this was that little taste he needed to help him realize that he could have you if he wanted you.

the adrenaline in your veins was carrying you away. pulling away from his mouth, your lips found his neck. as you left wet, sloppy kisses all over his skin, your hand lowered down to his pants and slipped inside them. heeseung jerked up, squeezing your waist in surprise when your fingers prominently wrapped around his dick. a couple quick pumps and he was as hard as a rock. you hadn’t expected him to get hard so quickly, but then again, you were already a soaking mess yourself.

needing to catch your breath, you sat up and used it as an opportunity to rip your shirt off your body. heeseung’s eyes raked over your figure hungrily. neither of you could believe this was actually happening, especially you.

he sat up to kiss the tops of your breasts, pulling the straps of your bra down your shoulders. you tangled your fingers into his hair and sighed, reaching down to continue stroking his cock. heeseung groaned against your skin, making your feel hot and heavy inside. he pushed your bra down so that he could tend to your nipples, furrowing his brows as you tugged on his cock. “i want you so fucking bad,” you complained impatiently, moving off his lap so you could take your pants off. heeseung followed suit, kicking his clothes down on the floor. you didn’t even bother asking if there was a condom around, getting back onto his lap so you could slip down on his cock.

heeseung’s jaw went slack and you let out a loud moan. he felt even better than you’d imagined. leaning forward, you placed your hands on his chest and started bouncing up and down, closing your eyes so you could really take in all the pleasure. you were playing out your deepest fantasies here and there was nothing that was going to stop you from making the most of it. heeseung’s hand wandered down to your ass and gave it a gentle squeeze. his cock filled you up so well, hitting all the right angles in the most orgasmic ways.

you wanted the feeling to last forever. but this was real life and stamina was a godsend. you felt a familiar knot forming in the pit of your stomach, one that you so rarely felt just by penetration. “fuck, heeseung, i’m gonna cum,” you warned, riding him faster. he gripped your thighs and sat up so he could kiss your neck, getting closer and closer to his own orgasm as well. you held onto his shoulders, a moaning mess in his ears. his lips danced over your skin, each kiss wet and warm, send sparks flying through your veins.

finally, your orgasm crashed down on you. your nails dug into his skin as you arched your back, letting out a cry of ecstasy. when you lifted your hips up, heeseung slipped his cock out of you and came on your ass, feeling a sense of relief wash over him at the late call.

just as you were about to tell him how great the sex was, your phone began ringing. you wanted to ignore it, knowing it was going to completely ruin the intimate moment, but heeseung gave you an assuring smile, letting go of your waist so you could answer.

you picked up your phone and the smile on your face immediately fell when you saw who it was. you felt incredibly nauseous, hands trembling as you stared at the caller id in utter and complete shock. “who is it?” heeseung asked, noticing the shift in your mood. shaking your head in disbelief, you declined the call, feeling your eyes water up rapidly. heeseung reached out to place a hand on your thigh, but you flinched and moved away from him. he awkwardly pulled his hand away, worried that he’d done something wrong.

“i should go,” you said, feeling the lump in your throat get heavier and heavier. your chest felt tight and it was like you couldn’t breath. heeseung quickly handed you your clothes. “did something happen?” he asked. ignoring him, you got dressed. “i’ll call you later. thanks for tonight,” you murmured regretfully, rushing out of his apartment.

the tears came crashing down as soon as you got in your car. the call was from your boyfriend, who you had just cheated on. you weren’t able to come to terms with what you’d just done. you hadn’t even hesitated to crash your lips onto heeseung’s or stuff your hands in his pants and put his dick inside you. was the need for a perfect sex life so overbearing that you needed to resort to things as disgusting as infidelity? you were welcoming the self hatred now because you very truly deserved it.

there your poor, loving and unsuspecting boyfriend was, sitting on the couch, waiting for you to come home. here you were, busy pleasuring yourself with a man he didn’t even know existed. the betrayal he would feel if you came clean to him was so terrifying to you. there was no way he was going to forgive you and let you start over with him. and even though you were still trying to break up with him, this was not how you wanted it to go. you didn’t want to be the bad guy because you didn’t want to feel like a bad person for being attracted to someone else. but you were starting to realize that nothing about this situation was going to be easy. if you wanted to keep your boyfriend happy, you were going to have to hurt heeseung, and if you wanted to keep heeseung happy, you were going to have to hurt your boyfriend. either way, there was no way you were going to remain happy with yourself.

the first thing you did when you went home was hug your boyfriend. you needed someone to comfort you and you didn’t know who else to go to. much to your dismay, the hug felt so cold and empty even though he was holding you close and tight. you were the problem here. you were the reason there was no life in your relationship anymore.

you spent some time away from heeseung. a few weeks to be exact. in that time you made no efforts to mend your relationship or forget about him. all you did was pity yourself and everyone around you cause that was the only thing you were good at.

the guilt and shame never got lighter. the longer you kept it a secret the more it began weighing down on you. you wanted to break free from it so that you could think a little more clearly, but nothing was working. then, at the worst time ever, your boyfriend announced that he needed to go on a business trip. you knew what would happen if he wasn’t near you. you knew exactly who you’d go prancing back to, because he and him were the only two people who could make you feel something other than hurt.

heeseung wasn’t prepared to open the door to you. he hadn’t seen or heard from you in so long and he was about ready to assume that you were done with him. at least he didn’t look as bad as you did. now that you were here, you had no idea what to say to him. were you going to explain why you’d taken such a long hiatus from him, or were you going to backtrack to the way you’d ran out of his apartment after fucking him? some things were just better left unsaid.

you weren’t even horny, you weren’t even in the mood, but you still kissed him- the same way you had that night on his couch and heeseung reciprocated it. there was something about him that just took you to another dimension. you forgot about all your worries, the only thing evident being the feeling of his lips moving against yours and his that were pulling you inside his apartment as he circled them around your waist.

heeseung kicked the door shut, pushing you up against it. your arms wrapped around his neck, bringing his body closer to yours. he brought his hand up to your jaw, taking control of the kiss. your hands slipped under his shirt, running over his lean body. he pushed his knee between your legs, letting his hand slip inside your pants. you bucked your hips forward, craving his touch. he rubbed your clothed clit, letting his lips find your neck when you opened your mouth to moan. your hands hastily unbuttoned your jeans, shoving them to the floor. heeseung tugged your panties down and kneeled before you, pressing his tongue flat against your cunt. you placed a hand on top of his head and started dragging your hips over his tongue, literally grinding into his face. heeseung didn’t mind that you were taking control, groaning at the taste of your arousal. you didn’t want his tongue, you wanted his cock. so you yanked him back up to your level and got his pants off as fast as you could. he turned you around, making you face the door and slapped his cock against your ass. you pushed your hips back invitingly, wanting him to enter you as soon as possible. heeseung pumped his cock, making sure he was completely hard before slipping himself into you. both of you moaned in unison. heeseung got a firm grip on your waist and began thrusting into you. his thrusts were a bit awkward and uneven but they did the job. you bended forward just a little so that he’d hit all the right spots inside you, holding onto the door handle to brace yourself. you glanced behind your back to get a nice look at him and there wasn’t a single inch of his face that wasn’t contorted in a blissful expression of pleasure. he looked so fucking hot that you had to remind yourself this wasn’t a dream. your hand came down to your clit, rubbing quick circles into it as you watched him fuck you. heeseung’s fingers were pinching your skin, sloppy thrusts focused on taking him to his high.

without a warning, he snapped his hips into you and quickly pulled out, jerking himself off on top of your ass until his cum shot out onto your skin. you continued rubbing your clit, still not quite there yet. but heeseung turned around and pulled his pants back up, wiping the a sheen of sweat off his brow. you didn’t think too much of it, wiping his cum away before pulling your pants back up as well.

“so,” he said, still catching his breath, “what brings you back here?”

“life happened and i couldn’t stop thinking about you.” that wasn’t entirely true, but it fell through with the lies you were keeping up around him. he stared at you long and hard. “i’m not gonna ask why you ghosted me. only tell me if you’re comfortable. all i want to know is, are you serious about me?”

clearly he’d been thinking about some things. you were getting the feeling that if you wanted to stay, you needed to say yes. so you nodded. “i am. i just felt kind of overwhelmed because i’ve never been with someone new before.” that made sense. heeseung believed you. “i haven’t done this in a while,” he shared. “so i’m not too sure how to go about it.”

you weren’t sure if he was referring to hooking up or something else, but you didn’t question him. you’d found that skipping to the point was what worked best with heeseung.

“can i stay with you for a few days?” you asked. he definitely hadn’t been expecting that. still, he shrugged and nodded. “i don’t mind. but is there any reason why?” you shook your head even though there was. “nothing serious. i just wanted to make up for lost time.” heeseung grinned. “what about clothes?”

“i left them in my car incase you said no.”

and so commenced your staycation at heeseung’s apartment. all you two did was go to work, then come home and fuck. you fucked on the couch, in the balcony, on the kitchen counter, in his bed, under the shower, even on the floor once because you were too impatient- and all that sex had brought you face to face with a very dreadful fact.

sexologist dr. lee heeseung was terrible at sex.

it felt like a sick joke. he counseled people about sex for a living. given that he had so much theoretical knowledge about the activity, how could he have absolutely zero practical ability? the first time you had fucked- aka the couch sex- you were the one on top and in control, so you really hadn’t noticed a thing. maybe you had an inkling during the door sex, but even then, you were so driven by lust that you didn’t really care. unfortunately, the more sex you had with him, the harder it became to ignore the fact that he had absolutely no idea what he was doing. when he fingered you he didn’t curl his fingers up. when he ate you out he spent more time licking your folds than your clit which meant you were feeling zero pleasure. when he fucked you his every thrust felt incomplete and out of order. the only things he was good at were kissing you, rubbing your clit and pulling out of you to cum. otherwise, he was even worse than your boyfriend was.

the only way you found true satisfaction while fucking him was when you were the one in control. you were repeating all the things he’d told you to do with your boyfriend while having sex with him now. this was it. this was that karma that you knew had come to bite you in the butt. this was your punishment for cheating and lying.

it indeed was a shitty realization. but considering the fact that you had pursued him in order to have a better sex life, heeseung was starting to loose his flavor. he would soon catch on to your reluctancy to have sex with him and pass it off as you being tired or not in the mood. but when you began distancing yourself from him and making up excuses as to why you couldn’t come over, heeseung knew something serious was up.

“what’s going on with you?” he asked one fine evening after you’d just finished riding him. you tiredly got off his lap and reached for your clothes, glancing back at him in confusion. “what do you mean?” heeseung shrugged, not knowing how to put it without sounding like he was about to confront you. “i don’t know, you just seem distant. as if you’re already over me.”

you knew exactly what he was talking about yet you still feigned ignorance. “i don’t know what you’re talking about heeseung. i’ve just been busy.” he shook his head, unsatisfied with your response and sat up. “i’ve been busy too y/n. but that doesn’t mean i try to run away every time we’re done having sex, now does it?” you scoffed in disbelief. “i thought this was just casual. if you want me to stay and cuddle all you have to do is ask.” heeseung didn’t look to fond about your lighthearted tone. “are you fucking someone else after you’re done using me?” he asked. yes, it was a bit of a stretch, but he couldn’t shake the feeling that you were hiding something from him. he was especially confused because you were the one who had come to him for combating your loneliness, and now here you were, leaving as soon as you reached an orgasm.

“stop overreacting heeseung, i’m not ‘using’ you,” you were really not in the mood to have this conversation right now. he was stepping into the very territory you were trying to keep him far away from because you weren’t sure how many more lies you could create on the spot before they all came crashing down on you.

“then look me in the eye and tell me you’re not just in this for the sex,” he challenged, seeing right through you. “okay, just because i want this to be a physical relationship does not mean i’m using you. besides, it’s not like you’re trying to do anything other than bone me anyways,” you defended.

“that’s cause you’re never in the mood to do anything other than fuck. don’t even try denying that because you know damn well how you always pull those cards on me,” he countered. heeseung’s frustration was getting the best of him. he didn’t know why he was fighting with you as if you two had been dating for seven months or so. it was highly uncharacteristic of him, but in all honesty, deep down he was just feeling insecure that you didn’t like him the same way he liked you.

“oh i’m sorry i just got out of a relationship where i used to do the exact same things you want me to do with you, with another guy. i don’t want to be reminded about what i had with him when i’m with you heeseung. the entire point of this is to keep me from thinking about him.” you confessed.

“so i’m just a rebound then huh?” he deduced in disappointment. both of you knew he was right. you just didn’t have the heart to admit it. what surprised you more was how you’d convinced yourself that had actually broken up with your boyfriend, when in reality, you hadn’t. this definitely wasn’t healthy for you, and seeing as to how things were starting to go south, maybe you could take this as an opportunity from the universe to set things right.

“you’re not a rebound heeseung.” there it was, that same tight and heavy feeling in your chest. it was as if your mind had placed a blockade on your mouth. you had the words, but they just weren’t coming out.

“i’m just a cheap substitute for that other man you’re attracted to,” he said defeatedly, more to himself than to you. your heart sunk at his words. “but that man is you heeseung,” you revealed. judging by the look on his face, he clearly didn’t believe you. “are you telling me that i’m the reason you left your boyfriend?”

you nodded. “it’s always been you heeseung.” for some reason you didn’t feel relieved telling him all this, and you were soon to find out why.

“and now you don’t want me anymore,” he discerned, “you’ve realized that i’m no better than your boyfriend. i remind you too much of him and that’s why you’re trying to leave me now,” he said, hating the way that everything was starting to make more and more sense to him now.

“it’s not like that heeseung. i’m not with you because you remind me of him. i’m with you because you help distract me from him. whenever i’m with you i stop worrying about how i have to pretend to be into him-,” you immediately fell silent, eyes widening because you’d done the very thing you weren’t supposed to.

heeseung had heard what you’d said. he’d heard it loud and clear and he was intrigued. “what’s that supposed to mean y/n? why do you still have to be into him if you’re not with him? is there something you’re not telling me?” he asked question after questions because he knew he didn’t not want to hear them answered.

“i should go,” you suggested, about ready to dash out his door again. heeseung laughed condescendingly. “that’s the only thing you’re good at.”

well that sure hurt. you gathered all your things and that part of you that still had some humility left in it screamed at you to just come clean to heeseung. you’d told him some otherwise morally questionable things before and he’d always taken them well. regardless of the fact that he listened to people for a living, you had the slightest inkling of hope that he’d understand why you’d done the things you’d done.

but when you turned around to look at him, he was standing up impatiently waiting for you to simply get lost. he saw you open your mouth to speak and he held a hand up, halting you. “i don’t want to hear it y/n. i’m so tired of not only always being the rebound, but also the home wrecker. you don’t know how many times i’ve been through this before. i don’t know what sunghoon told you, but my last relationship most definitely is not the reason why i was so reluctant to get together with you. just go away because any excuse you have will never be good enough. i thought i could get over my losing streak of meeting shitty people with you- but no.” he bit his tongue, knowing that his words were only making you stay longer. he stared at you long and hard, ignoring every bit of regret, concern and apology on your face.

“even if you do end up breaking with your boyfriend, don’t ever come back to me. we’re done y/n. i never want to see you again.”

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IN THE COURT OF LOVE 💗

pairing. ღ law student!kim sunoo x fem!reader, law student!sunghoon x fem!reader

genre. ღ social media au (smau), fluff, angst, law!students, strangers to lovers, classmates to lovers.

warnings. ღ sunghoon is a jerk, reader can be dumb at times, cursing, more to be added.

synopsis. ღ thinking your boyfriend of 2 years, park sunghoon, would propose to you after college was probably one of the dumbest things you could’ve thought of. instead of proposing, he breaks up with you—claiming he needed to settle down for someone more… serious. so what do you do? you apply for his law school; if he wants someone serious, then you will become serious. it’s there at law school that you meet kim sunoo, a very smart and awfully cute law student.

author note. ღ hi loves! after my two week and a half hiatus, i’m back! i’m finally done w my exams, which means i have a lot of free time now that i’m on break :) which meannnssss.. NEW SMAU!! unfortunately, my Riki one will be on hiatus as I don’t see myself continuing it right now. This is HEAVILY abased on legally blonde. The is the recreation/smau version of my “legally brunette” heeseung short series if any of you remember that. Anyways, enjoy!! Love you all and I’ve missed you a heck of a lot <3

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[ 1 — water polo squad ] [ 2 — hoon and the others ]

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CATFISHER 🐈 THREE: FESS IT UP, WONYOUNG.

SYNOPSIS — in which bored-out-of-his-mind nishimura riki decides to pull the biggest prank ever and catfish as one of his friends (kim sunoo). you, lee y/n, being the oblivious person you are—fall for his trick and eventually for him. however, you don’t know it’s not kim sunoo you’re talking to and nishimura riki, who too has fallen for you, has no balls to confess he’s been catfishing you the whole time. not to mention the actual kim sunoo has already been in a 1 year relationship. how chaotic!

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