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counting stars. — song mingi.

pairing. song mingi x gn!reader

synopsis. even though the sun woke you up way too early, you can't bring yourself to complain.

genre/warnings. reader is whipped, they're so in love </3, smut ! mdni . (barely any smut)

word count. 2k

authors note. mingi brainrot. that's all i have to say. mingi. <///3

WITH YOUR FINGERTIPS GHOSTING OVER HIS BARE BACK, counting every birthmark and every scar decorating his skin, you realized there probably wasn’t a single universe where you didn’t belong to him.

The sun had risen only a few moments prior, the morning beams peaking through the curtains and had ultimately disturbed your sleep; your eyes fluttering open, only to close them just as fast as the sun greeted you. It had to be early, you figured, way too early, judging by the way your alarm hadn’t gone off - and the fact that your boyfriend was still sleeping soundly beside you.

Turning your head, you squinted your eyes; your vision slightly blurry from just waking up. But even though your vision was slightly blurry, you could easily make out the shape of your sleeping boyfriend’s figure.

And the sight in front of you suddenly made everything more okay, like the sun waking you up early in the morning hours didn’t bother you, because how could it; when the first thing you got to see was him?

With his back turned towards you, the sheets had ridden down his figure during the night, a result of his constant tossing and turning; exposing his bare back. Careful not to disturb your sleeping boyfriend, you slowly turned so you were laying on your side - your face sinking further into the pillow as you settled in.

The sun hit his skin, the yellow hue almost making it look like he was glowing; which to you, he almost was. You could see his shoulder slightly rising as he breathed, his chest expanding and small puffs of air leaving his lips; the sight causing a small smile to unknowingly form on your lips. A sight you loved oh so dearly.

Letting your gaze travel down his figure, you slowly navigated your arm out from underneath the warmth of the sheets, letting your fingertips gently come into contact with his skin. Blinking, you tried to clear your blurry vision, monitoring his breathing; trying to make sure your touch didn’t wake him up. His shoulders raised once again, indicating that he was, in fact, still asleep; much to your relief.

Your fingertips softly trailed down his skin, tracing every birthmark and indent from the sheets. As your eyes followed your fingers, you found yourself wondering if he was dreaming. Was he having a good dream, you wondered, just like you wondered if he was having a bad dream and if you would have to comfort him when he eventually did wake from his slumber. Not that you would’ve complained if it was the latter - the thought of embracing him and stroking his back, much like you were currently doing, caused a sense of warmth to spread across your chest.

He looked peaceful like this, you thought. He looked so peaceful, with the sun hitting his skin and his back slightly heaving as he breathed. You found comfort in knowing that there was not a single worry on his mind, that whatever there was bringing him down couldn’t reach him, not now, not when he was sleeping.

He had a whole galaxy on his back, you were sure of it, a galaxy you could get lost in for hours; your fingertips ghosting over his skin, and it wasn’t until you reached his waist the boy laying beside you suddenly slightly shifted his body. Stopping your movements, but still letting your hand hover over his skin, you focused on his breathing again - wondering if maybe you woke him up.

‘’It tickles.’’

His voice was barely a whisper, and if you hadn’t been so absorbed in him, you probably would’ve missed the way the words left his lips so softly. But you didn’t, no, you did hear what he said; his soft yet raspy voice tugging at your heartstrings as you found yourself smiling once again.

‘’I’m sorry baby, go back to sleep,’’ You softly mumbled back, placing your palm against his back before gently massaging his skin; hoping he’d go back to sleep, so you could go back to observing him and his peaceful state. And so he did, or at least you thought he did.

Because a few moments passed and you were certain he had gone back to sleep, his breathing back to the calm breaths that had escaped his lips minutes earlier and you found yourself lost in the beauty of his sleeping figure once more. He, however, hadn’t gone back to sleep; something you only realized when he suddenly shifted once more and suddenly, he was laying on his back.

Your smile only widened as your eyes landed on his face, his hair disheveled and his eyelids heavy; making it clear to you that he was still pending between being awake and being asleep. Bringing the hand that had just been resting against his back up to his face, you gently placed your palm on his cheek; letting your thumb softly run past his skin. He let out a low hum in approval, slightly tilting his head so he could lean further into your touch.

‘’It’s too early for you to be awake, Mingi,’’ You mumbled, watching your own hand as you continued to stroke his cheek. With his eyes still shut, he tried his best to throw his arm over your pillow; his body still protesting against waking up just yet, making it hard for him to move properly. ‘’But I wanna be with you.’’

Six words, six words so simple, yet so heartbreaking.

His voice came out mumbled as he managed to bring his arm out of the sheets and place it around your pillow, slightly nodding his head as an invitation for you to move closer so he could wrap his arm around you. You stared at him for a moment, mostly in awe, before shuffling closer to him; a hum of approval leaving his throat as he wrapped his arm around your shoulder, resting your head against the side of his body.

‘’You’re with me even when you’re asleep, you know,’’ You lightly chuckled, making sure your voice was low enough not to wake him up properly; tiredness still lingering in your body as well. His fingertips lightly ghosted over your bare shoulder, his touch sending shivers down your spine as you looked up at him with your hand still resting against his cheek.

A small smile formed on his lips and you swore your heart almost stopped beating right there and then, his eyes still shut. ‘’I know,’’ He lowly hummed, pulling you closer to him, ‘’But I’d rather be awake with you than be asleep with you.’’

You probably would’ve called him cheesy if it was under any other circumstance, but not right now. Not when he was laying there, sleep lingering behind his features and his chest slowly heaving up and down; not when he looked so ethereal. Instead, you just smiled, a smile he couldn’t see but you were sure he could sense it; his own smile growing even bigger.

His eyes slowly fluttered open, immediately meeting your own; blinking as he tried clearing his vision, just like you had done moments prior. You just looked at him, your eyes scanning his features as he fought against the temptation to just close his eyes and go back to sleep. But you could tell he didn’t want to, especially when his other hand suddenly found its way to your face; gently cupping your cheek.

You just stared at him, your smile long faded and silence engulfing the room. Using the pad of his thumb, he stroked your cheek just like you had done to him, the contrast of his rough finger and your soft skin causing goosebumps to form on your skin.

‘’You’re so pretty,’’ You whispered, breaking the silence; your hand still resting against this face. His thumb continued to slowly stroke your cheek, another small smile forming on his pink lips before he parted his lips to speak. ‘’And I’m all yours.’’

His words caused warmth to flood your chest once again, slightly nodding your head against his skin. ‘’My Mingi,’’ You mumbled, his smile widening as you continued to stare at him; admiring him. ‘’Your Mingi, only yours.’’

Your Mingi. He’s your Mingi, just like you’re his. And you wouldn’t have it any other way.

Your eyes flickered down to his lips, and almost like he could read your thoughts; he leaned forwards and met you halfway, pressing his lips against your own. You almost let out a sigh into the kiss, his plump lips meeting yours almost making it feel like time stopped and like there was no one else in the world, just you. Just you, and your Mingi.

The kiss was short and sweet, almost bittersweet in a way, before he pulled away; his hand remaining on your cheek as he looked at you, your eyes meeting. It didn’t take long before his lips were back onto yours, this time with much more force and not as sweet as the first one. No, instead his fingers gripped onto your cheek and pulled you even closer to him, using the hand he had thrown around your shoulder to gently squeeze your bare skin.

The hand you had placed on his cheek found its way to the back of his neck, slightly tugging at his nape in an attempt to pull him even closer to you; shifting your body so you could kiss him with ease. A low hum ripped through his chest as he moved his lips against your own, slow and wet noises filling the room, accompanied by need.

Your Mingi. Your Mingi, who runs his tongue past your bottom lip, whose touch makes you feel like you’re on fire; your Mingi, who you love.

Suddenly, you’re seated on top of him with your fingers gently tugging at his hair and his hands placed on your bare hips; his fingernails threatening to dig into your skin at any time. With his lips now leaving wet kisses down your neck, your eyes fluttered shut; you don’t even need to ask, because before you can even utter a single word, he’s already tugging his underwear down his thighs.

‘’I need you, Mingi,’’ You mumbled, his head still buried in the crook of your neck and his lips still leaving wet kisses to decorate your skin. ‘’I know, baby,’’ He mumbled back, his voice still raspy from just waking up and muffled by your skin. ‘’Please,’’ You mumble again and you’re not sure why you’re begging, because you know he needs you just as bad.

Resting your hands against his shoulders and your forehead against his own, you sunk down on his length; his jaw clenching and a small yelp leaving your lips. With his hands still gripping onto your hips, he slowly guided you down his length, capturing your lips in a soft but messy kiss; a small whine leaving the back of your throat as he slowly filled you up.

‘’Mingi,’’ You breathed into the kiss, trying your hardest to kiss him back; suddenly feeling almost afraid that he’d slip away from you if you didn’t. ‘’I love you,’’ He breathed, ‘’I love you so fucking much,’’

Mumbling an incoherent ‘I love you’ back, one that he heard nonetheless, you slowly began moving your hips back and forth; earning a low groan from your boyfriend. Dipping his head back into the crook of your neck, he continued leaving open-mouthed kisses along your collarbones; mumbling praises between every kiss. ‘’So perfect, so perfect for me,’’ he mumbled, ‘’I’ll spend all eternity with you,’’

His words combined with the feeling of feeling so full, so full of him, caused a trail of whines to leave your lips as you continued moving your hips; your fingers still tangled in his hair as you desperately tugged at it. His hands ran up and down your figure, almost like he was just as desperate to feel every part of you as you were to feel every part of him; which he was, you just didn’t quite know it.

The sun was no longer peaking through the blinds and you were sure that your alarm clock was going to go off at any minute, not that you cared. No, between your whines and Mingi’s grunts, combined with the sound of wet kisses and skin on skin; you simply couldn’t bring yourself to care about anything.

Anything other than Mingi, your Mingi.

#shameless plug ...#in case i have some fellow mingi lovers on here #i hope everyones doing well <3 #also !!!!#the easiest way to reach me atm is over at this blog #mwah !

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svnoohe4rts · 1 year

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i'm just here checking in real quick & letting u guys know i miss u a lot </3 the ateez brainrot has been immense since the concert & it pains me to say that i've honestly strayed away from enhypen a bit tbh . i'm also still super busy and simply don't have time to write that much, and when i do have time i simply have zero motivation to write for them :/

but don't worry, i'm sure i'll be back sooner than expected :') one look at heeseung & i suddenly remember who i belong to LMFAOOO

i also hit 2.5k followers while i was gone hello ??? that's simply insane & i can't thank u guys enough for liking my silly little stories :') i love u guys to the moon & back, i'll be back soon once again <3 mwah !!!!

.... hello

#snow ; important !

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svnoohe4rts · 1 year

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GIRL! LOOK AT OUR MAN 🥹🥹🥹🥹🧡🧡🧡🧡

GENIE ISTGGGGG have u seen the photoshoot that dropped today ??? he is so PRETTYYYYYY OUR MAN GENIE <////3

#❤‍🩹 genie

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svnoohe4rts · 1 year

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goodmorning goodafternoon goodevening goodnight to you sweetheart, i think i just cried because....

LOOK AT THIS SCRUMPTIOUS MAN

i know you've been busy lately but i hope you're coping well with everything!!! please have a good day and a great week, love!!! love you 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

goodmorning goodafternoon goodevening goodnight to u too my beloved hayden <333 !! how are u doing?? i hope ur taking care of urself & that life is treating u well <33

oh lord . oh LORD he is so FINE . i haven't had the time to catch up w the boys for almost a month now & i swear everytime i see hee it's like the first time i see him .. HE'S SO GORGEOUS IT HURTS </3

aaaaa sweetheart </3 i'm doing well, a little stressed but it's nothing i can't handle :') i love u to the moon & back, i hope u have an amazing rest of the week & an amazing day too 🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶 mwah !!!!

#🫶 ktnblrz

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svnoohe4rts · 1 year

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life is shit ngl

the concert outfit slayed, u have a tattoo? that's so cool

ily imy

heeseung 24/7 brainrot sadly

idk if that's true but apparently u can't send interactive links as anon anymore bruh?? it's this an end of my heetiddies anon era??

-heetiddy anon mf! come back when it feels right!! have a great March my snowy baby

oh heetiddy baby how i have missed u </////3

how are u??? why is life shit????? talk to me </3 i hope ur doing better & pls remember that my dms r always open even when i'm not active <333

also thank u sm omg & yes !! i have another one right below that one too,, getting tattoos is dangerous bc it's so addictive lmaooo u cant just stop at one :')

heeseung brainrot is a lifestyle i fear .. once he enters ur mind he just refuses to leave istg he's a Dangerous human being . i hate him . (i love him) (i think about him 24/7)

also WHAT u can't send interactive links as anon anymore???? no bc what is this bullshit tumblr please get ur shit together omfg why would they even do that </3 i'm not ready for the heetiddies anon era to be over not yet

i missed u tons & once again, i hope ur doing okay & please PLEASE do remember that my dms r always open (especially for u baby) !!!!!! i love u <33333

#mf heetiddies anon

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svnoohe4rts · 1 year

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.... hello

#*cricket noises*#how is everyone doing :') !

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svnoohe4rts · 1 year

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hi, hello everyone ! i hope everyone’s doing good <3

i know i’ve been MIA (so sorry about that </3) but i just wanted to come on here real quick & let u guys know i’ll be somewhat inactive for quite sometime :( i’ve been super preoccupied with school these past few weeks & now i have my ateez concert coming up on saturday + when i’m back home from the concert i have a bunch of exams coming up . this leaves me with barely any time to come on here & interact with y’all the way i want to, so i’ve decided i’ll just remain MIA until i do have the time to come on here properly !

with that being said i have no idea how long i’ll be gone. i’ll probably pop by & say hi every now and then, but other than that i’ll be inactive. to everyone asking, yes part four of game over is in the works and i’ll work on finishing it whenever i have the time :’) <3

to everyone sending me asks & dming me - i am not ignoring u on purpose i promise !!!!! especially not u heetiddy anon i love u and i miss u tons </3 i promise i’ll reply to each & every single one of u when i get back and have the time to do so <3

thank u for reading & i’ll see u guys soon :p i love u, mwah !!! 💌

#snow ; important !

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svnoohe4rts · 1 year

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PLEASE READ !

hey guys! I know I've been ia for most of the year til now but it has been brought to my attention that an anon is spreading false accusations about me.

around a month ago or so, a rude anon sent me an ask. they were screaming in my inbox calling me names and telling me to delete 20 days before heaven.

(I blocked them but tumblr bugged and these 2 asks stayed in my notifs however they are not in my ask box anymore)

as you all know, I've been under fire because of immature anons before so I've made it a point to block any anon ask that seemed like hate speech— regardless of what they're saying. I didn't answer them because they were being rude and I believe that I have already addressed this matter MONTHS ago.

this comment is an example.

now, they have sent asks to kflixnet admins telling them to reach out to me, delete the fic and kick me out of the network. good thing that kflixnet admins sent me a dm first so we were able to resolve the situation. I'm not sure what they did next to the ask (if they ignored it, answered it, etc)

though they've said that they want to address this matter privately (stated in their message towards the kflixnet admins) they have been sending asks towards my moots and being immature. once again, I'm thankful because none of my moots (as far as I know) believe this bs and didn't even bother answering

officially, I want to reiterate that I do not know about honor in the rains story. I have never had a wattpad account back then aside from a few months ago when genie (end-hypen) recommended me a jungwon fic on wattpad and read it, however besides that, I have not used wattpad at all and I did not plagiarise honor in the rain's in 27 days.

I hope you realize that not everyone lives the same life you do. people can not have a wattpad account and can be unaware of what you're saying. I'm not saying I didn't hear abt wattpad back then, all I'm saying is that I've never dl-ed it (had to explain because God forbid you ppl twist my words again and start assuming)

i gave the story a quick read and did notice similarities, however, besides death giving mc the chance to revive someone— which in itself is a common plot in regards to time traveling stories, my story stems out from that.

examples are; in that story, the fem lead and male lead didn't know eo initially, while mine already had mutual pining. they (in 24 days) actually went through 24 days with eo while trying to convince him that killing himself isn't the answer. mine was more about the butterfly effect and how a simple kindness/concern shown towards others can make a huge impact on how their lives steer. heeseung was supposed to confess to reader but got stopped due to bullying and his life spiraled downwards. there's no monster trying to harm they— though they thought that there was. heeseung doesn't work at some cafe run by his parents, he's not emo, and he's certainly in love with the fem lead from the get go. if you read the story then you would've known.

though I've read the story, I'm sorry to say but I will not be putting an "inspired by" or "based off of" in my notes because that would be lying, nor am I going to delete this fic because honestly, what the fuck is wrong with you people. deleting a fic isn't the answer to anything.

please leave me and my moots the fuck alone. you make tumblr a worse platform than twitter.

sorry for the notif but I'll be tagging some of my moots to help spread the issue and to also let them know what's happening in the case that someone also sent them an ask in regards to this situation

@end-hyphen @forjongseong @bruh-changbin @chiyuv @1800-jaeyun @enha-cafe @enha-doodles @donghoonie-3 @evermorehoon @heetro @jayked @mimikittysblog @palajae @rikismiel @svnoohe4rts

ik it's prolly been a hot while since I've talked to u guys and I'm sorry that this had to be one of the first things u see by me in a long while 🙏

#!!!!!!! important #i am so sorry this happened to u mirai #ppl need to learn that everything isn't plagiarizing #this isn't the first time i've seen this happen #so happy ur standing ur ground and not making any changes #i hope ur feeling alright & we miss seeing u on here <3

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svnoohe4rts · 1 year

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DIRTY THOUGHTS . — l. heeseung

pairing: perv!hee x fembodied!reader

wordcount: 1.9k

a/n: i'm not even sure if this can be considered as perv!hee ...

warnings: SMUT ! MDNI .

''i shouldn't think the things i'm thinking, but now i've gone and let them sink in''

YOUR TONGUE RUNS PAST THE BRIM OF YOUR CUP, AND HEESEUNG THINKS HE MIGHT FAINT.

He finds himself staring, gawking; wondering how your tongue would feel moving against his own, or what it would feel like to press the pad of his thumb against it - or even better, how it’d feel swirling around the tip of his now painfully hard, aching bulge being restrained behind the fabric of his jeans.

Maybe you’d get under the table just for him, he thinks, and his eyes darts away from your plump lips, just for a split second, to the ground just below his seat at the thought. Picturing pretty purple and red bruises decorating your knees from hitting the harsh concrete, all bruised just for him, almost has him hissing as his fingertips dig deeper into the armrest beside him.

Or maybe you’d let him take you with your back pressed against the wooden table, he ponders; the picture of you spread out just for him, the liquor decorating the table scattered onto the floor and the people around you long gone burning into his mind.

He should stop, he knows he should, he knows he shouldn’t even be having these thoughts in the first place; but how could he not, with the way your leg accidentally keeps brushing against his own and your tongue keeps provoking him, taunting him, practically begging for his attention?

He hears you speaking, and God does he wish he could listen to the words leaving the tip of your tongue; but he can’t, not with the thoughts currently clouding his mind. No matter how hard he tries to focus on the words leaving your lips, he finds his mind wandering back to the thought of how pretty you’d sound with broken moans spilling past your lips - even better, how his name would sound falling from the tip of your tongue.

His cock twitches at the thought and he almost lets himself cum right there and then, his eyes glued to the way your lips move as you speak; completely unaware of the boy almost creaming his pants from across the table.

‘’Hee?’’

His fingernails dig deeper into the armrest of the chair he found himself sitting in as the nickname leaves your lips, trailing off them so softly that Heeseung swears he almost starts seeing stars; his vision threatening to give up on him and his breath hitches in his throat.

Blinking, he unwillingly tears his eyes off of your lips to look at you. It’s not that he doesn’t find your eyes pretty, no, quite the opposite. Heeseung could stare into your eyes for hours if you’d ever let him, he could spend an eternity getting lost in your eyes and observe the way the fine lines under your eyes would become more prominent whenever you smile.

And how they’d look while looking up at him through your eyelashes, your soft lips wrapped around his cock.

‘’Are you okay? Have you had too much to drink?’’

He hasn’t had enough to drink, he thinks, as his fingers wrap around the cup he had placed on the table; bringing it to his lips to gulp down the remaining liquor. He just prays you didn’t notice how shaky his hands were. ‘’No,’’ He lets out as the now empty cup hits the table again, ‘’I’m okay.’’

He’s not okay, and if he doesn’t get to feel you within the next thirty seconds, he thinks he might explode.

Shrugging, you flash him a smile and he comes to the realization that he might explode a lot sooner than that.

‘’Do you want to dance?’’ Heeseung thought you’d never ask, even though he very much enjoyed his current situation; sitting from across the table from you, listening as you mindlessly tried making conversation. But as much as he enjoyed your voice filling his ears, it wasn’t exactly helping his current situation and the urge, the craving even, to feel you closer to him.

Flashing you a smile, he nods; perhaps a little too eagerly. ‘’I’d love to.’’

Heeseung wonders how you’d look, spread out across his bedsheets as the flashing lights hit your skin. He wonders if your shampoo would leave a faint smell, embroiling itself into his sheets so he’d be able to smell you before drifting off to sleep; or when he desperately ruts his hips against the mattress, his nose buried in the pillow - the pillow that would have your scent embroidered into it.

He wonders what shampoo you use, perhaps he should ask you so he could buy it the next time he goes out to get groceries. Maybe he should compliment you on your choice of perfume, so you could tell him which one it is you’re wearing; so he can buy it and let it invade his senses whenever he wanted.

But most importantly, he wonders if you can feel the hard on in his pants as your ass brushes against his crotch ever so lightly. You must’ve felt it by now, he thinks, it was your intention all along after all; right?

Right, you hadn’t led him on for nothing, you couldn’t have.

You hadn’t gone out of your way to accidentally brush your soft fingers against his own while handing him a cup of liquor, knowing the mere touch caused his cock to throb in his pants, right? You hadn’t asked him to dance just so you could dance, you wanted him to bury his nose in the crock of your neck so your scent could intoxicate him even further and so you could feel his cock rub against your ass with every move.

You wanted him to bend you over the nearest surface and stuff you full of his cock, didn’t you?

He knew you did, otherwise you wouldn’t have put that dress on tonight; you wanted him to almost go insane, you enjoyed seeing him lose all sense of morality, you loved it.

Or at least he thought you did, until you told him you no longer felt like dancing and your ass was suddenly no longer rubbing against the bulge in his pants; ripping every piece of hope away from him, tears threatening to fill his eyes as the aching of his cock was almost getting too much to handle.

But then you’re suddenly leaning closer to him and he almost lets a tear drop onto the apple of his cheek as your lips brush against the skin of his neck and your scent engulfed him, ‘’I’d rather do you, Hee.’’

And Heeseung almost feels like he’s dreaming as he’s groping every part of your body, your lips hungrily moving against his own in a messy, sloppy kiss in the elevator leading to the floor of his apartment. He can feel a mix of your saliva mixed with his smearing against his chin, not that he cares; the feeling causes a broken moan to leave his lips, fighting the urge to pull away and swipe his thumb across his chin so he could taste more of your saliva.

More of you.

Luckily for him, he doesn’t have to wait until he gets to taste more of you; because it doesn’t take long until you're spread out across his couch, his face buried in between your thighs.

Heeseung almost pulls out his phone, so he could take picture of the view in front of him, so he could remember it forever. He doesn’t have to wonder if you’d look good in front of the camera, because he already knows you would; but decides that the idea would have to wait until the next time he gets to taste you like this, nonetheless.

Whimpers and moans leave his lips against your cunt, you taste so sweet against his tongue and he can’t help but let his tongue wander into your hole so he can taste every part of you. He never wants to get up, he wants to stay in between your thighs and lap at your cunt for all eternity; wanting the feeling of your fingers tugging at his hair to last forever, not caring about the fact that he could barely breathe.

He wants to feel you cum around his tongue, he wants to taste you as you grind yourself against his face; but he doesn’t get to, and a whine leaves his lips when you suddenly move away from him, despite the fact that he had buried himself between your legs with his arms hooked under your thighs.

‘’Want you to fuck me, Hee,’’

So he does, because who is he to neglect your, and his cocks, needs?

Heeseung swears he might cum the second you sink down on his cock, and he suddenly feels like his purpose in life is nothing but to please you. He feels like he was meant for this, like he only exists for you to use like nothing but a fuck toy; for you to bounce on his cock until there are tears spilling down his cheeks.

This is all he needs, he thinks, with your slick walls sucking his painfully hard cock in as his hands rest on your hips. He wants to hear you moaning forever, every minute of his life, he needs to hear you chanting his name as you tell him how good he is; he needs you, and he fears the second you’re not his anymore.

The thought of you not being his causes him to almost start crying, both from the overstimulation of you bouncing on his cock and from the thought of not having you like this again. So when he spots your lacy underwear laying beside you, he lets his hand grab onto the material and he almost cums at the feeling; feeling the wetness that had leaked into your underwear smear onto his palm as he as discreetly as possible hides it behind his back.

As a memory, he thinks, so he can remember this moment forever.

He almost panics when he wakes up the following morning, and even though your scent still lingers; you’re nowhere to be seen. You’re no longer laying on his chest like you had when he fell asleep the night before, after making him cum almost three times and cooing at him for crying while you kept jerking him off; urging him to coat you in his cum one last time.

A pang of both embarrassment and heartbreak hits him as he sits up straight, calling out your name as he scans his whole apartment for you.

You’re not here anymore.

You had left, and Heeseung feels like he’s dying.

Until his eyes land on the piece of paper sitting on top of his nightstand table, a piece of paper that wasn’t there the night before and he no longer feels like he’s dying as he picks it up with shaky hands.

Next time you almost cum your pants from a girl just talking to you, at least try to make it discreet. Oh, and you can keep the panties - until next time, at least.

His cheeks turn bright red in embarrassment, tears threatening to leave his eyes once more.

Yet he can’t help the twitching of his cock, and even though his cock almost aches from the amount of overstimulation you had put him through; tears spill past his lower lash line and broken whimpers leave his lips as he tugs at his painfully hard cock not even two minutes later.

This time with the help of your underwear wrapped around his fist.

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