#02z x reader

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Demons

Y/N takes part in a summoning ritual that she doesn’t really want to take part of and actual demons get summoned. On the positive side, they’re really hot. Turns out, these demons are staying longer than everyone thought.

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Y/N read the instructions and watched as her friends finished setting up the circle. ‘Why am I even doing this? And why are we doing this at my house?’ she thought to herself as she sighed.

The circle itself was just a basic circle of rocks and salt, with some herbs and stones placed at certain points around it. All that mattered was that they had done their part, so now they had to wait for the spirit or whatever it was they were trying to summon, to take its place in this world.

They all sat around the circle and joined hands. Y/N could tell that her friends were nervous and excited about the whole thing. Even Y/N couldn’t help feeling the same way. It wasn’t every day you got to summon something from another world, let alone a spirit.

One of Y/N’s friends took a deep breath before starting the chant. “Come forth and manifest into this space, so that we may speak with your kind.” She said it very carefully, trying not to get carried away by her enthusiasm. Y/N noticed how her friends also started chanting so she joined in.

As the chorus grew louder and louder, the floor underneath them vibrated slightly from the energy of their voices before it stopped. They finally finished the chant and waited. After some time, Y/N began to wonder if anything would actually happen. ‘What are the chances?’ She thought as she looked at the others beside her.

“Ugh! I can’t believe we wasted our money on this stuff-” Y/N’s friend was cut off when there was a sudden flash of light coming from the circle they made. Everyone yelped and sheilded their eyes.

When the light died down, three men stood there.

One had really pale skin with lots of beauty marks on his face, one had fluffy dark brown hair, and one had a cold expression on his face. But the thing that stood out the most was the horns protruding from their heads and tail coming from their backs.

Everyone screamed upon seeing the men. All of Y/N’s friends got up from their seats and ran out of the house, crying without even looking back. Y/N wanted to do the same thing, but felt herself unable to move. She wasn’t sure if it was fear or something else. She just stared up in shock at the three men who she presumed to be demons.

“You,” the one with the cold expression said, pointing at Y/N. “Get over here. Now,” he ordered. Y/N obeyed and slowly crawled over to him, too afraid to actually get up. “Why did you summon us?” He asked while tilting his head. Y/N gulped and didn’t say a word. The demon growled and repeated himself, “Answer me!” His voice boomed throughout the room.

Y/N cowered back a little bit, still keeping her head lowered. “Don’t make me repeat myself!” he demanded again. This seemed to be enough to snap Y/N out of it. She sat up properly and said, “I…I didn’t summon you.” Y/N’s voice wavered. The man sneered and said, “I know that’s not true. I feel the energy coming from you do there’s no use in lying to me,” the demon then grabbed Y/N’s wrist tightly and squeezed it. Y/N cried out and tried to pry the hand free, but to no avail. “I didn’t…! It wasn’t my idea and I didn’t even want to do the stupid ritual!” Y/N babbled, tears filling her eyes.

The demon snarled and squeezed her wrist, making her wince in pain. “I…I mean we…didn’t mean to summon you. I’m sorry. I really am. It won’t ever happen again swear it! Just please let go! Please…,” her words came out weak and shaky as she sobbed. The demon growled and released her wrist, leaving Y/N gasping for air as she wiped her tears off her face. “That’s better,” he said as he stepped back.

One of the other demons finally spoke up, “What were you even trying to do? You knew that you would summon…something. So what was the reason for it in the first place?” “We…well… ” Y/N stammered. “My friends wanted to…to see the spirits and talk with them. We weren’t even trying to summon demons I swear. My friends thought they should do it at my house so…now we’re here.” She pointed at the circle behind her. The demons nodded, seemingly satisfied with her answer. The demon spoke up again, “Well, it doesn’t matter if you meant to summon us or not, we’re here now so we have a job to do.” His voice was more serious than before, though Y/N couldn’t tell why.

“Now, wish for anything and we will make it come true.” There was a moment of silence before Y/N finally spoke, “Huh?” Her confusion was clear on her face. “Just think about whatever you would like and I’ll grant it to you,” the demon explained impatiently, rolling his eyes. The other two held in a laugh while Y/N was confused. “R..Really?” “Yes really. Now stop wasting my time and wish.” Y/N hesitantly nodded her head.

‘Wait a minute! Don’t if you make a deal with the devil you’re basically selling your soul? Does that mean that if I make a wish I’m selling my soul to them?’ she thought to herself. The demon was clearly getting impatient, waiting for Y/N to make a wish.

“I don’t want a wish,” Y/N said firmly with as much confidence she could muster. The demons laughed, clearly amused with Y/N. “Make a wish. It’s not that hard. Anything your tiny little human heart desires.” Y/N shook her head, “No. I don’t want a wish.” The demon sighed, “We can’t waste time like this. Let’s just go.” ‘Well, that was easy,’ Y/N thought to herself, letting out a breath of relief.

The three demons stepped back inside the magic circle. The one with the fluffy brown hair snapped his fingers. Y/N watched, seeing how they would magically leave, but to her disappointment, nothing happened. The demon frowned and snapped his fingers once more. Nothing happened. “Jake, what’s going on? Why are we still here?” the pale one asked, obviously feeling frustrated. “I..I don’t know your highness…its not working. I’ll try and contact the council,” Jake replied nervously. The cold demon sighed and rubbed his temples.

The fluffy haired demon, Jake, pulled out a crystal ball from his pocket and started muttering something to it under his breath. Someone suddenly appeared on the crystal ball. Jake talked to the person, “Yeah. I know, but it’s not working. No matter what we try we can’t go back. What should we do now?” Jake listened as the other demon told him what to do. He thanked them and put the crystal ball away, turning back to the two demons.

“Um, so…he said that they don’t how to send us back either. He said that it could be because we’re trying to leave without granting a wish but…” Jake said awkwardly, shifting uncomfortably under their gaze. The cold demon turned towards Y/N, “You heard that right? We can’t leave unless we grant your wish.” “Can’t you just grant someone else’s wish?” Y/N asked timidly. The cold demon laughed. “Are you kidding? You’re the one who summoned us so the only wish we can grant is yours,” he explained irritated. “Well, I don’t care. I’m not wishing for anything,” Y/N insisted, crossing her arms. The demon scoffed. “You were crying earlier but now you’re being stubborn? You do realize you can wish for anything in the world right now right? You must truly be an idiot!” The two demons behind the demon started laughing loudly at what the demon called Y/N’s stupidity.

The demon sighed once more, “Look, if you don’t make a wish, things are gonna happen, bad things. Believe me when I say that no one wants to be a part of that. So if you really don’t want anything bad to happen, I suggest you give us what we want and make a wish. Besides, if you don’t do it, we’re just going to be stuck here.” Y/N scoffed, “The only thing I wish for is for all of you to leave!” The demons went silent before Jake spoke, “Does that count as a wish?” “Yes it does! So just leave! Leave me alone!” she shouted at the demon. The other two demons laughed as the one in the center started shaking his head.

“Well…she said that’s what she wished for so we’ll grant it-“ he stopped his sentence when the room was suddenly engulfed in a bright light. Y/N shielded her eyes by closing them tightly and covering them with both her hands.

When she opened them again she put her hands down to see three separate chains in them. She blinked in surprise and turned to look at the demons.

They looked pissed, way more than before. She wondered why they were so mad. She followed where the chains led to, only to see that they each led to a collar around the demons’ necks. The cold demon looked down at the floor, curling his fists. He seemed more embarrassed than anything. The other two demons were equally unhappy as well.

“Why…why do we have this? We didn’t form a contract…” the pale one said angrily. “Maybe it’s a punishment…?,” said Jake, crossing his arm over his chest. The cold demon looked at the collar and frowned, “But we didn’t do anything wrong…we did nothing wrong…so why are we wearing this!?” “Hmm…usually, when a demon first starts the process of granting someones wish, a contract is formed which includes the collars, linking the demon to the human. We’ve agreed to grant her wish, but due to the fact we can’t leave like she wished, we can’t actually grant her wish, causing all three of us to enter a contract with her. Meaning, until we leave, we’ll be in a contract relationship with her,” Jake explained calmly.

“Wow, that was really smart Jake-“ the pale one complimented before he was cut off by the cold one, “You can’t be fucking serious. This isn’t real!” he said, stomping his foot on the ground, “We can’t leave so how are we supposed to grant her wish and end the contract?!” Jake shrugged his shoulders, “There’s not really anything we can do until the council finds a way to bring us back. It probably won’t take too long since we have the Prince with us afterall.”

“What’s going on?” Y/N finally asked while letting the chains drop to the floor. “Long story short: We’re stuck here,” Jake told her. Y/N stared blankly at him. “Seriously? You mean you guys are stuck here?!” she yelled at them, shocked. The three demons exchanged looks, “Pretty much…” “It’s not like we want to be here either.” Y/N looked down at her feet then looked at them, “Well, you’re not staying here. I don’t know where you’re going to stay but it won’t be at my house.” The demons seemed to be slightly taken aback at Y/N’s statement. “Oh? Are you sure about that?” the cold one said. Y/N glared up at the demon, raising an eyebrow, “Yeah?” “You’d better watch yourself girl or else,” the demon threatened, staring down at Y/N as if he was daring her to move.

“Or else what? Are you going to kill me?” she asked sarcastically. The demon smirked at her then walked over to the couch. He lifted it up easily with one hand and held it above his head and said, “Now, are you sure you wanna play this game with me girl?” Y/N stood there for a moment, stunned. She gulped before looking down at her feet and fiddling her thumbs. The demon raised an eyebrow, waiting for her to reply. “Well? Are you gonna make the choice or should I?”

#enhypen #x reader #enhypen 02z #02z as demons #02z x reader #demons #magic #violence #death #angst #suicide #swearing #fluff? #my fav story I’ve ever written (I’ll probably post the other chapters)

[yeonzzzn]

hi!!! love your writing! I have a request…what would you think with enhypen hyung line mlt to rip your clothes🤭

omg hi! tysm! this is my first mlt so I hope this is exactly what you’re looking for anon!

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oh jay would sooooo be into ripping your clothes off. shirts, pants, skirts, dresses, bras, panties, doesn’t matter what type of clothing, it’s being torn in pieces. something about the way the fabric just tears apart between his fingers to reveal your beautiful body gets him going mostly when he’s in dire need to feel your bare skin against his and needs access FAST. just digs his fingers into your oversized tee shirt using a small amount of strength to tear the fabric to reveal your newly laced black bra, he immediately groans as his mouth finds your breasts and fingers looping under the bra to rip it away. but don’t worry, he’ll take you out shopping to replace them <3

I believe sunghoon would also be into it completely because of the faces you'd make and the soft moans that would release from your pretty lips as he tucks his bottom lip between his teeth and pulls the fabrics apart revealing your body that he loves and worships so much. him loving the way your body squirms underneath him as his tongue is making its way down your throat while his fingers work the magic of tearing your pretty pink panties into pieces to slide his fingers between your folds <3

heeseung would rip your clothes by accident in the way of pulling the clothing off your body too fast. it mostly being your panties. his needy fingers not completely looping under your panties correctly as he pulls them down your long legs in a fast attempt to get them off ASAP and accidentally tearing one of the sides from pulling it too hard. heeseung would also sometimes so be into ripping your clothing depending on his needy level or how sexy you’d look in the new laced set you bought just to show it off to him. oh man, that he completely tore to shreds to get it off your body <3

jake, kinda like heeseung, would tear your clothing by accident in a needy rush to get you naked quickly not wanting to wait for a second longer to push your pretty head into the pillows. jake would also feel terrible if he ripped your clothing purposely. he even hated it when he accidentally broke the zipper to your favorite blue skin-tight dress just by helping you out of it. now, if you bought clothing specifically for jake to rip, well then that’s all fair game <3

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୨⋆ ࣪ ₊ BEST INTEREST (VR.1) 02Z ⋆ ࣪ ₊ ୧

▌▍   ֙⋆  ་  ᳝ ◝ iNTRO TO Y/N’s DiARY. Being the younger sister of the infamous lee heeseung came along with some more cons than pros. his annoying behaviors, your friends talking about him 24/7, being referred to as “Heeseung’s sister” more than your own name, and his three best friends. so what do you do about it? Get a diary of course! and in between those pages of her writing about her older brother and school life, there were three pages that were never going to see the light of day.

🎀💭 ࣪ ✸ PAiRiNGS ⌁ musician!jay x fem reader : soccer captian!jake x fem reader : barista!sunghoon x fem reader.

FEATURiNG ˖ 𓏲࣪ 🥛 YUNJiN (lesserafim) KEEHO (p1harmony) TAERAE (zerobaseone) TAEHYUN (txt) . . . more to be added

YN’s WARNiNGS ! › ✸  cursing, kys/kms jokes, more to be added

GENRE ♡✦ ˖ 🏹🧸 SOCiAL MEDiA AU, WRiTTEN (some chapters) SLiCE OF LiFE, ROMANCE, ANGST.

( THANK YOU TO @yswon FOR THE HEADER ! )

☁️𖥻 ִ ۫ ּ ﹗💐❙❘❙ “missing entry” this special chapter isn’t unlocked until the last chapter ;) will be mentioned in early chapters tho.

NOTE ! the maknae line will not be in this smau (they will make some appearances) due to me already having a series planned for them, just wanted to say this before ppl ask me where are sunwonki :) 🤍🌷

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THE THREE NOTES <🤍> (READ IF YOU’D LIKE)

these chapters will be released as the story goes on

( 🎸) read abt jay? (⚽️) read abt jake? (☕️) read abt sunghoon

01 | yn enthusiast 02 | hee lovers

01 | DEAR DIARY “pretty girl”

02 | DEAR DIARY pick me!

03 | DEAR DIARY me and u, roblox date when?

04 | DEAR DIARY heeseung is a lewser

05 | DEAR DIARY square one.

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[seongclb]

KISS, MARRY, KILL. — 02z.

PAIRING. 02z x reader, enemy!sunghoon, childhood friend!jake, classmate!jay.

SYNOPSIS. as if your catastrophic love life couldn’t get worse, senior year arrives to deteriorate the mess — who would have thought you’d return to see your first love and your current love turn out to be best friends along with park sunghoon being in almost all of your subjects this year? worst of all, the party of the year publicly announces your specific interest in each of them.

GENRE. fluff, crack, high school au, enemies to lovers au, classmates to lovers au, childhood friends to lovers au.

WARNINGS. swearing, suicide jokes + each chapter will have individual ones if necessary

STATUS. incomplete

TAGLIST. OPEN ! send an ask or leave a comment to be added

NOTE. hi guys, my first smau omg.. i’ve had this planned for a while now and i thought it would be fun to make 02 line compete 😈 i hope you guys enjoy and show it some love :D also sry the header is so ass

FEATURING. hyung line of enhypen and yunjin & chaewon of lsrfm!

PROFILES. bermuda gang gang & 3 shades of dumb

CHAPTERS —

01 — loch ness neighbour

02 — u ate that

03 — boss man sir + written part

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[taeghi]

bets are meant to be won - masterlist

— summary : jake, jay and sunghoon have been friends for so long that they have everything in common- they even like the same girl! they aren't sure who initially started the bet on which one of them could get you to fall for them first- but they do know that they will stop at nothing to make sure one of them wins. how will you manage to pick just one of them?

— updated : december 6th 2022

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0. PROLOGUE release date : friday august 12, 2022 @ 10pm EST

— jay takes the lead (HIS PROFILE) ➤ summary : smart boy jay wants to take his turn first by inviting you over to his house to study, he'll show you how much of a good girl you are for studying so well, and hopefully, you'll take his compliments to the heart.

➤ jay+reader | smut, fluff?, PWP | includes praise, spanking, oral, handjob, protected sex.

➤ word count : 12k

release date : sunday, september 18th 2022, @ 10pm EST

bet?

— you complete mess (HIS PROFILE) ➤ summary : sunghoon, the co-captain of the rugby team is cocky and confident- almost too cocky and confident. you want to bring his ego down a little bit before you go any further. will this make sunghoon lose the bet, or is it just to more of his advantage?

➤ sunghoon+reader | smut, angst, PWP | includes degradation, choking, spiting

release date : sunday, october 16th, 2022 @ 10pm EST

bet?

— change up! (HIS PROFILE) ➤ summary : you haven't hung out with your childhood friend jake in a while; thankfully, your parents feel the same and invite his family over for dinner. you two will just stick to the same pg activities when you bring him up to your bedroom unless...

➤ jake+reader | smut, angst, fluff, PWP | includes : degradation, breath play? (he covers y/n's mouth), more tbd

release date : sunday, november 20th, 2022 @ 10pm EST

bet?

— parts left to meet ➤ summary : their secret bet is revealed, and now it's time for you to pick the winner, but don't worry, they'll help you decide with one final act.

➤ jake+sunghoon+jay x reader | smut, fluff, angst, PWP | includes : foursomes obvi

release date : december 4th, 2022

bet?

#enhypen smut #jake smut #jay smut #sunghoon smut #enhypen #enhypen x reader #masterlist #02z

[heartandfangs]

I OWE YOU— PART FIVE.

GENRE Roommates AU, Playboy!Jake, Virgin!Reader, BestFriend!Heeseung, Heavy Smut, Slight Angst, Fluff (if you squint)

PAIRING f!Reader x Jake/Jayeun, f!Reader x Heeseung

WARNINGS 18+ ONLY, Cursing, Possessiveness, Manipulation, LOTS of jealousy, Implied one-sided feelings, Unresolved feelings, Trash talking, Alcohol, Flirting, Slight slow-burn, Morally-grey characters, Sexual inexperience, Sexual tension, Anxiety, Making out, Teasing, Finger sucking, Grinding, Breast worship, Brief rimming (very brief), Fingering, f!Receiving Oral sex, m!Receiving Oral sex, SoftDom!Heeseung, Sub!Reader

WORD COUNT +13k

SUMMARY In which you realize that your playboy roommate and your best friend share one common thread: their uninhibited desire for you. With Jake giving you the cold shoulder, you choose to indulge the latter this time around… consequences be damned. 

AUTHOR'S NOTE Even if you're not caught up with the series, if you love Hee, you'd enjoy this part alone. 🫠  It came out a lot more romantic than I intended, but Heeseung's character just brought it out of me and it's not even in his own series– that's how badly he's been coming for me! 💗 But tbh it was a long time coming and set up in part 3, so letting soft dom Heeseung have his reign here. I added extra smut for you all which is why it took a week more than I said it would to post, but I think it was worth it. Fucking enjoy 🫶 I'm officially deceased, you’ll find me in my coffin ⚰️ (See end of work for cont. A/N)

YOU WISH, Part I, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Masterlist

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It perturbed you how much your body yearned to be near Jake Sim.

Seemingly, Jake shared the same sentiment, despite having vied for your attention one day and then ignored you entirely the next, right after you rejected his kiss during your last encounter. It must've been the tipping point after you cruelly renounced your heated first kiss with him, chalking it up to anything but feelings despite you initiating it. 

However, you were nearly beginning to wonder if you called it too soon; his feelings for you, that is. Not to say that you were in love with him; you knew better than that. But after much thought and a healthy amount of denial on your end, you were beginning to realize Jake had fallen for you in a twisted sense.

It was a challenging notion to wrap your head around. If he had, at what point had Jake fallen and why?

After all, that wasn't what Jake was about.

Your rejection of his romantic advances drew such a strong reaction from him, though, like the man wasn't sure what to do with himself. As if it was his first time dealing with such feelings, but he had to have gotten his heart broken at least once, right?

Although, it really seemed like Jake was infatuated rather than in love– because you were the sole one he'd yet to get his hands on from the start.

So, the dissonance in his behavior made sense after what had transpired between you two in that short time frame. Callousness was a reaction you hadn't anticipated coming from Jake– and you would never admit out loud that it hurt.

The ghost of Jake's touches lingered on every inch of your skin and had you rutting into your pillow late at night when the vivid memories of him persisted. A consequence of your carelessness, even though you knew what you were getting yourself into. 

Jake had shown you facets of himself you hadn't even known existed beyond his mischievous persona and capricious way of living. He'd push your boundaries in ways that irked you but also expanded your little world. It was such an intriguing dynamic, one you could imagine yourself exploring further with him… perhaps without strings attached.

You never thought you'd come to consider such a thing, especially after how cold you've been with Jake and how precious things like first kisses once were to you. 

Although Jake never verbally expressed it, he clearly thought otherwise and seemed to want you romantically. He was growing attached to you in ways he hadn't shown to have been in the past.

One kiss– and suddenly yours and his intentions swapped. How was that even remotely possible for him, let alone for you?

Two weeks had gone by begrudgingly slowly and each day was like a hellish repeat of the day prior, consisting of an unbearable tension you hadn't known was possible to exist between two people.

Jake would either rise earlier in the day or stay in later than you just to avoid contact. If either of you did happen to pass by each other in the common areas of the flat, no words were exchanged, and god forbid you made eye contact.

It was a good thing life had many distractions. 

Being a working member of society meant that you were more than eager to get out of the four walls of your bedroom after being at your desk all week. Saturday evening arrived like the answer to your prayers, and since you didn't go out much, you intended to have as much fun as you could within your means.

A notification sounded from your phone, informing you that the Uber you were currently in was approaching one of your favorite speakeasies. The sound pulled you out of your thoughts, the blur of buildings starting to look familiar. 

By recent habit, you tapped on your photo album to indulge the source of your guilt and irritation. Turns out when Jake stole your phone those couple weeks ago, he filled your gallery with ridiculous selfies— several blurry, taken at hilarious angles, and others, obnoxiously flirtatious, as if he intended to get a rise out of you.

He was shirtless in all of them, which only made your nerves hum, and your palms sweaty.

One photo in particular always made you feel hazy– Jake had fallen over your sheets, sweatpants hung low on his hips, and a veined hand wrapped around his neck like a choker, his demure, heavy eyes telling of his arousal for you.

Fantastic— As if you needed a fucking souvenir photo for that day.  

In frustration, you slammed your head back on the headrest, drawing a concerned look from your Uber driver in the mirror. The car had come to a momentary stop in a free parking space. 

"Sorry," you quickly apologized and hurried out of the car onto the busy streets of downtown.

A red neon sign that read Deities & Denizens glowed several feet above you, indicating that you were at your stop. You glanced at your reflection in a tinted window and smoothed your fingers over the soft velvet fabric of your dress, ending at the tops of your thighs.

The black dress dipped sharply to reveal the skin of your decollete, the panels wrapped and tied to the side of your waist. Its long fitted sleeves would keep you warm, as would your trusty thigh-high, suede boots you'd chosen for the night.

Thin, woven strands of leather kept them tied behind your thighs, and at the end of each dangled a silver horned charm. The heel gave you a couple of inches of height without compromising comfort, along with the false hope that you might have a chance at appearing less like a child next to Heeseung.  

You pocketed your phone into your dress and ran your fingers over the simple diamond choker resting at the base of your neck; it was a lovely gift from your mother, who you hadn't seen in a long time, and you've only worn it out on occasion.

A gust of wind from the cars driving by swept your hair, and the bustling street activity along with the chatter of people caused a thought to intrude on your mind.

What if I had taken Jake instead?

With a frustrated huff, you dropped your arms to your sides and yanked open the door to the venue.

Why would I even think such a thing? I'm here to spend time with–

"Hey."

To your left stood the man of the hour with his arms crossed over his chest.

Immediately your face brightened upon seeing Heeseung, who gave you a small smile in return.

"What are you doing over there brooding against the wall for?"

"Waiting for you, of course," Heeseung replied.

Well, you set yourself up for that one.

"Yeah, I know– Sorry I'm a bit late."

Although Heeseung was as much of a wallflower as you were, his exquisite fashion sense consistently garnered attention from anyone in close vicinity. Dressed head to toe in black with a sleek leather coat and dress boots, he must've been drawing glances from strangers since he arrived, even appearing slightly intimidating to you despite knowing him.

Heeseung pushed off the wall and made his way towards you. He easily pulled you into his arms as you rose to the tips of your toes, barely able to thread your arms around his neck in a warm embrace without his help.

Immediately, you appreciated the proximity; after all, it was the first physical human contact you've had in weeks. Almost wanting to just fall limp against Heeseung, you opted to rest your cheek against his shoulder and take in the scent of his cologne. He smelled of warm musk, and subtle spice layered over crisp apples, reminding you of a crackling fireplace amid the cold woods.

Heeseung felt you relax against him and rubbed comforting circles against your back in response. 

"You looked a little distressed there; something happen along the way here?"

Coming to your senses, you slipped your arms from his shoulders, but his hands settled on your hips, keeping you close. It startled you slightly, being able to feel the outline of his natural bulge press against you. 

Breath catching, you replied, "...No. It was just a weird Uber drive. You know how those can sometimes be."

"Next time, let's just meet at your place, and we'll go from there together," he looked into your eyes, and you thought you imagined his thumb slowly dragging over the curve of your hip.

Gosh, Heeseung feels different.

"You're sweet," Taking his hand, you tugged him along to the back of the restaurant, "Next time."

His skin was warm to the touch, and you willed your palms from getting sweaty. 

Heeseung leaned down, his warm breath tickling your ear, "You look beautiful tonight."

Even amongst all the noise, his gentle voice managed to send shivers across your skin.

"It's nice pretending to be a participating member of society once in a while," You smirked up at him, fighting the urge to shy away.

"It is nice, sometimes,” he agreed.

As you weaved between groups of people and servers alike, the aroma of the food spread on each table made your stomach growl.

"This place is pretty cool; the vibe reminds me of the 1920s," He looked over his shoulder, eyeing the busy old-fashioned bar drenched in warm lights, "Is this not where we're sitting?"

"Remember, it's a speakeasy– which means the bar we're going to is hidden further in," You turned around and stood in front of him as he came to a halt, "And you have to find it."

The both of you found yourselves in the middle of a dim hallway, luxurious glass cases filled with massive blocks of ice on trays to your left, rows of large steel kegs lining the furthest back wall behind you, and a mysterious door on your right. 

An amused smile tugged at Heeseung's lips as he brushed by you and reached for the gold door knob, the most obvious choice.

He peered into it curiously before shutting the door, "That is a fancy bathroom."

You chuckled, stepping aside to watch him further explore the space while taking in… well, him. 

Somehow Heeseung had grown since you last saw him in person; his shoulders had broadened, filling out his leather coat, and the slight angle of his jaw was more mature. A stranger probably wouldn't have guessed he'd move with such grace across the stage with his long limbs, but you knew how exceptional of a performer he was. 

Everything from his subtly styled hair to the steel toe of his boots was impeccable; Heeseung naturally exuded an intriguing aura that people picked up on even when he wasn't on stage. Perhaps it came with the familiarity of being in the spotlight. You've never been the sort to care to perform in front of others, and with Heeseung, you've never had to.

Heeseung curiously ran his hand over the wall of steel kegs and shot you a questioning look.

"You're hot," you hinted.

"Am I?"

You rolled your eyes as Heeseung held his hand out to you with a glimmer in his eye, "Come on."

Without a second thought, you took his hand in yours.

Jake wove his palm over a flickering candle, hunched over his chosen glass of amber poison. Its heat stung, but only when he stayed put for too long. 

It was no different with his sexual encounters.

He was reminded of how candlelight spilled over your serene expression in the bath and the mess of feelings that overcame him after your last tryst weeks ago. How he left you on your knees in that tub after everything— after he used you.

A pang of guilt throbbed in his chest, so he swallowed a mouthful of his drink, enduring the burn down his throat. 

"So, handsome. What are you headed after this, my place or yours?" A perfectly manicured finger reached out to trace the back of his hand, and he instinctively retracted it. 

… Instinctively?

"I don't have any plans, and I'll likely be keeping it that way for the rest of the night."

The woman huffed and shot an irritated look at him, then glared across the table at Jake's more relaxed companion. 

Jake glanced over at Sunghoon, who had an arm draped around another random woman that suddenly appeared at their table about twenty minutes prior, already sipping on her third martini.

As the woman at Jake's side downed her drink, Sunghoon shrugged at his friend’s prickly demeanor. "Really, Jake? Hey Jay, can we get another—"

Said bartender quickly approached their table from the bar and directed a threat to the man under his breath, "I will personally slip cyanide into your drink if you order another Zombie, Sunghoon."

"It's for Jake; look at him. The poor guy needs to get fucked up a bit," Sunghoon insisted, brushing his fingers through his bleached locks, "And then maybe he'll tell us what the hell has been going on."

Jay gave the younger man a good look, taking in Jake’s unusual stony expression before nodding and rolling up his sleeves, "…Fine."

Just as Jay turned back to the bar, he paused in his tracks. 

Sunghoon followed the bartender's line of sight to a young woman dressed in black, never mind the man next to her. 

"Is she a regular?" He asked Jay.

Jake didn't bother to turn around or listen in to the ongoing conversation, fully caught up in his vehement thoughts about you.

Jay's attention snapped back to the task at hand, and he began pouring a couple of glasses of water behind the bar. "Even if she wasn't– don't even think about it."

"Why, you got dibs?" Sunghoon probed.

"No. She's just never come off as the type that'd give you a chance– Plus, she's brought company, for once."

Jay approached Sunghoon's short-term object of interest for the night, who was admittedly his favorite regular and her plus one, who Jay– if he were being honest with himself– was a bit envious of.

Heeseung's expression upon entering the speakeasy was absolutely priceless. His mouth fell agape upon noticing the long wall lined with rows upon rows of skulls to the left where you both stood. The walls reached the incredibly high ceiling, decorated with obscure framed paintings and portraits of people staring down at the unsuspecting diners.

On his right, several deep, inverted shelves that were tucked into the walls displayed an impressive stock of spirits and booze for the clientele's ailments. People occupied each booth and table, yet it wasn't nearly as noisy as the restaurant outside.

The room was bathed in warm, dim lighting from the individual tea lights scattered along the tables and the grand candle-lit chandelier hanging at the center of it all.

"It's like something out of Disneyland, isn't it?" You said.

"Feels like a cross between Pirates of the Caribbean and Haunted Mansion," He agreed, "It's right up your alley."

"Exactly," you smiled, tugging him to your reserved seats at the closest end of the bar.

On queue, a familiar face approached you.

"Hi, Jay."

"___," He greeted, replacing the reservation plaque on the marble counter with two glasses of water, "It's been a while, and you've brought company this time."

"I have! Meet my best friend, Heeseung."

"Hello, best friend," Jay nodded at Heeseung, who returned the gesture.

"Hello."

That drew a chuckle from you just as Jay brandished a menu with a flourish and slid it across the counter, "Let me know when you're ready, love."

"I will," you said shyly, unable to help yourself when interacting with the bold bartender.

Heeseung rapped his knuckles against the marble counter while looking after Jay as he walked off. He observed you closely as you studied the small, gold foiled menu. 

You slid a hand over your stomach as it growled, "I swear, I'm about to order one of everything."

"The menu's not that big," Heeseung propped his chin up on his palm, "Why don't we?" 

"Really?" You grinned, "You gonna help me finish it all?"

"Don't I always?"

"Yeah, yeah– keep thinking you put it away better than me," You drawled, finger running down the list of specialty cocktails to choose from, "What are you thinking drinks-wise?"

"Since you know what's good here, why don't you choose for me?"

"Aw, you trust me to get you something nice and sweet for your baby taste buds?"

Heeseung pouted, "I don't have baby taste buds."

"Yes, you do, Mister I'd like extra, extra sugar in my milk tea, please."

Heeseung gently nudged you sulkily, and you mischievously made a big show of nearly slipping off your stool. Just as he caught you, your hand shot out to grip his arm and steady yourself, a bit surprised to feel his muscles flex under his jacket.

"Geez! I almost fell on my ass."

He pulled you back onto your seat with ease, "You did not—"

"Ready for some drinks?" Jay suddenly reappeared after seeing your arms flail from across the room.

You straightened up, a smile plastered over your face. "Oh, yes. He'll have the Love Note, I'll have the Fallen Angel, and we'll get one of everything off the shareables."

Off to your side, Heeseung looked curious at the names of the cocktails you rattled off. 

"I'll put those in for you…"

You thanked Jay, but it appeared he wasn't finished speaking with you.

"… So, I received an anonymous request. This shot is from the hottest guys in the room," Jay sighed loudly, holding a glass filled with a creamy citrine liquid, "And they want you to go figure out who it is."

You stared at Jay, and he visibly cringed. "Hint: it's not me."

Heeseung gave Jay a tight-lipped smile, clearly not amused.

"I completely understand if you don't want to tip me." The bartender set the single shot glass down in front of you and quickly turned on his heel to tend to other guests. 

"What the hell?" Too curious for your own good, you scanned the dark room over your shoulder.

It was only a matter of seconds before you met the sharp gaze of a handsome young man with silver hair who sat on the opposite end of the room. A woman accompanied him, and another man with his back turned to you. 

The man facing you whispered something to his companion before sending an enticing wink your way. The girl at his side sent you a nasty look at the attention you were receiving, causing you to avert your eyes.

Unsettled and feeling a heat work up your neck, you were glad Heeseung couldn't see your face.

Then his dark haired companion turned your way, appearing somewhat lethargic until his sights settled on you. The same mixture of disbelief spread across both your faces.

Jake.

Heeseung paused. "Isn't that your roommate?"

"Yes," Your stool creaked as you turned back to the counter and stared down at the shot. It smelled sugary and citrusy; Heeseung would probably like it. "Yes, and I have no clue what's going on right now."

Jake's appearance at one of your favorite bars had to be coincidental. It wasn't his idea to send a shot over and get your attention, right? Did his friends even know what you looked like? He's never had them over except girls, and you've never taken any photos together, but it's possible Jake spilled everything to them… 

Shit. Did he actually? You hadn't even told Heeseung yet, but you hadn't exactly been planning on it.

Heeseung blinked at you in silence before his eyes narrowed in on your roommate. The last time they'd seen each other was through your laptop's screen, and Jake had been all up in your space if he remembered correctly.

Clearly, something had gone down between the two of you.

Jake couldn't take his eyes off you, even as you tried to duck your head out of sight… until he felt Heeseung's scrutinizing stare.

If looks could kill.

"Shall we people watch for old times sake? I'm sure it'll make them uncomfortable if they see us whispering to each other while staring at them," Heeseung suggested. 

You couldn't help but laugh out loud despite your nerves. 

In college, there had been countless nights you'd spent together in boba cafes while people-watching and whispering made-up stories of strangers' lives for fun. 

Perhaps it was a bit juvenile and silly of you two, but the stories you two spun had you doubled over in laughter by the end of the night. The two of you always did it on the down-low, but Heeseung must've been feeling a little bolder today. 

"…What do you think about the guy with my roommate?" You asked distractedly, preferring to speculate about Jake's friend rather than himself.

Heeseung spun your stool back around, so you both faced the suspected try-hards of the night. When his hand rested on the small of your back, you straightened up in your chair.

"He's likely a player if the guy's hanging around your roommate. Probably still in college and wants to hang with the big boys. I wouldn't be surprised if he pulled that stunt with the shot— tacky birds of a feather flock together." 

"Damn, you're not pulling any punches tonight, are you?" 

"I don't feel inclined to these days… it's an easy read."

Sunghoon's expression slowly shifted into a frown as he convened with Jake, who'd quickly turned his back on you.

You snickered, "I'd agree with you. The silver-haired kid probably secretly has a mommy kink."

Heeseung choked on his water, sending you into a fit of giggles only feeling a bit apologetic. He quickly recovered himself, shaking his head at you in disbelief.

"Sure you didn't pregame before meeting me here?"

"Hey, I'm here to have all the fun with you tonight!" You said.

"Right… So, what’s in our drinks?"

You shot him a sly look at how quickly he changed the subject but decided to go along with the flow.

“Love Note’s got vodka, gin & crème de violette. It's like a cloudy purple and looks a bit mysterious, but it's partly fizzy and tastes like candy. Even the presentation reminds me of you; you'll see when it comes," Heeseung found himself bashfully glancing down at his lap as you continued, "Fallen Angel supposedly has crème de menthe with gin & sugar in it. Not sure how that combination is with lime, but I thought, why not give it a try? Sometimes the names of drinks are enough to get me to taste it."

"Is menthe essentially mint? Kind of sounds like a toothpaste cocktail—"

"Don't even start," you warned, pressing a finger into his chest. 

Heeseung chuckled and you pursed your lips, the two of you sitting back to observe your surroundings again in comfortable silence.

To your annoyance, your eyes kept wandering back to Jake; you had to force yourself from staring at his back, feeling the weight of his unexpected presence on your shoulders. 

Giving Heeseung your full attention was challenging when so many things were pressing on your mind. Part of you wanted to leave after seeing Jake, but you didn't want to ruin your night with your best friend.

And even though you didn't owe Jake anything, you also felt the pressure to say something after weeks of silence, but you weren't sure what, and this certainly wasn't the place to do so.

Suddenly, the tips of Heeseung's fingers began tracing lazy shapes across your back as if he knew you'd drifted away in your thoughts. His touch sent tingles sparking across your skin, causing you to press your thighs together.

Oh gosh, what was he doing?

You felt Heeseung staring at you with a knowing look, and in a panic, you quickly reached for the forgotten shot on the counter before giving it a quick taste.

"Lemon drop. Try it," You tipped the glass towards him. 

Heeseung's long fingers curled around yours as he took the glass and knocked it back.

While Heeseung ran his tongue over his lips in consideration, you hadn't realized you were licking at your own, mirroring him. "Tastes like sour candy and vodka. I would've gotten you something different."

"Like what?"

"Just champagne, and lots of it," He said simply, setting down the empty glass.

"Quit making me out to be a drunk," you bumped his knee with yours and gave him an accusing look that had him beaming.

A chic string of notes filled your ears and drew your attention to the corner of the room; a live band had shuffled in and begun playing a sultry-sounding number that was a bit on the R&B side. Heeseung's hand dragged across your spine, causing you to squirm.

"___. Want to dance?"

You hunched your shoulders, at the thought. "Heeseung, you know I'm no good at dancing. I haven't had enough to drink yet to get into it. I really can't–"

"Dance with me," he whispered lowly.

The cocky look he gave you said you had no chance of skipping out this time. That this would be very different from the times you'd stubbornly stay on the sidelines whenever he found himself in the middle of a dance floor at the occasional family party you dragged him to.

Without a crowd to hide in, this just might be the first time in a while that Heeseung would push you out of your comfort zone. Whatever happened to the boy who let you have your way?

He threw his coat onto his seat and was already gently pulling you forward. With stiff limbs, you stumbled over to the small dance floor while hiding your face by staring at the tips of his leather shoes. 

Suddenly, you felt his warm hand brush the sides of your cheek as he delicately tucked a strand of hair behind your ear, the slightest frown pulling at his features.

"What?"

Honestly, Heeseung didn't like seeing you like this, believing that you deserve the spotlight with how beautiful you looked… And perhaps for a more selfish reason.

His gaze turned chilly as he spotted your obnoxious roommate, keenly aware of his nuisance of a friend that sent you a shot, even picking out the slick-haired bartender who seemed to have garnered your warmth. 

Heeseung turned back to you, releasing a deep breath that you didn't think much of, "I was just thinking about how popular someone is these days."

You merely scoffed, “Never.”

"Why not?" He challenged.

You gave him a look as though the answer were obvious, "I'm me."

Heeseung sighed, and decided to let it go for the time being.

Oblivious girl, he thought.

On the other hand, he found it cute how your hands tried to find somewhere comfortable to rest, frantically running over his arms and shoulders in a fuss. 

With a chuckle, he caught your shaky hands before placing one just above his chest and clasping the other with his own.

"Are you trying to tickle me?"

"No, my anxiety is just through the roof right now," you admitted.

"Let's just sway," Heeseung held you by the waist and turned you around; that way, you could only see the band playing over his shoulders rather than the curious crowd, "Easy. You can do that for me, right, love?"

He's teasing me, isn't he?

When you said nothing and merely bit your lip, looking up at him cheerlessly, Heeseung grinned and pulled you tighter against him in reassurance. 

"I hate you," You uttered while furrowing your brows at him.

That was far from what he was hoping to hear from you that night.

"... I've missed you." 

In the blink of an eye, his expression suddenly turned troubled, and you were taken aback at his seriousness. It was difficult to discern the reason for the affliction in his eyes.

"I've… missed you too." 

There was no doubt that he could feel your heart beating wildly through your rib cage while you followed his lead, stepping side to side at a pace that was way too slow for the song. Regardless, Heeseung didn't seem to care about being behind one bit, proud that you were slowly catching onto the rhythm he set for you.

The odd look in his eyes lingered, even as he masked it with a smile and praised you.

"You've got it." 

However, he placed too much trust in you when he spun you around in a twirl, your stomach lurching when you felt the heel of your shoe catch on the floor. 

You cursed as you rocked backward, trying to brace yourself to meet the hard floor. The room swirled and then went still at the oddest angle in your vision.

To your relief, Heeseung's hands effortlessly supported your back and secured your wrist, suspending you in mid-air. At the angle he held you at, the room appeared upside down, and you found that you couldn't pull yourself up without his help.

"Heeseung–"

"Relax, ___," Heeseung's lips brushed against the pulse of your neck, an unexpected moan slipping past your lips, "I'm not going to let you fall."

Oh fuck…

Blood rushed to your head and downwards— pulse throbbing between your thighs as he finally pulled you right side up, securing you against him. With Heeseung pressed between your legs for the second time that night, you realized you didn't need several drinks to make you feel intoxicated.

Your surroundings were a blur as he led you across the floor, oblivious to Jake's steely eyes searing into you with longing from across the room.

"Heeseung," You repeated, more urgently this time.

The man noticed the shift in your tone and although you tried to sound intimidating, the underlying neediness in your voice nearly set him off.

The two of you stumbled into the back hallway, the live music growing quieter, and the sound of blood rushing through your ears suddenly audible. Heeseung steadied you by the waist as he pressed near, your back quickly hitting a wall as you did your best to quiet your pants. 

Deeply affected by the culmination of his touches and whispers against your skin all night, you struggled to get your thoughts in order.

He just–

"What is it, ___?"

Taken aback at his nonchalance, you searched his eyes, almost crumbling under the intensity of his stare. You glanced at your boots, needing a distraction with your heart rate rapidly picking up.

"M-my boot is untied."

Heeseung blinked while you reached down to fix it, but he was much quicker than you.

Lightly dragging his hands down the sides of your body, he dropped to his knee, presenting you with an indulgent view of him at your feet.

Heeseung's nimble fingers grazed the skin of your bare thigh, causing your teeth to tuck against your bottom lip as he adjusted the suede fabric in place. He reached behind your leg and caught the thin leather tassels to tighten in a pretty knot, the horned charm dangling against your calf. 

His hands never left your skin, even as his gaze flickered up at you.

You could only stare back, the concept of time arresting for you both. The slightest of Heeseung's touches made your core clench in want, thoughts devolving into a jumbling mess of insistent urges. 

He saw it all over your face, but you still tried to suppress it.

"I could've–"

Before you got another word out, Heeseung tenderly pressed his lips to the curve of your thigh, his warm palms sliding over your skin. 

Oh.

Your last shred of self-control slipped from your grasp upon feeling arousal drip down your inner thigh, your hands slapping over your mouth in shock. Heeseung pulled back his hand to inspect the wetness, assuming it to be sweat… until realization hit him.

"___," He said darkly.

"Fuck– I'm so sorry–" Wanting more than nothing but to disappear into thin air, you tried to get past him only to be caged in by his arms. 

"Where do you think you're going?"

When you clutched at his shoulders, he sought your undivided attention with piercing eyes that you refused to meet. 

"I'm sorry, I can't..."

Heeseung's voice softened as he moved his hand to thumb at your lips. "It's okay, baby. You can't what?"

To stay or to leave; your mind and body battled.

This is your best friend. 

"I can't keep it together anymore," your voice fell to a hush, but he caught it all. 

With a shaky breath, you slid your hands down his chest, feeling his taut muscles underneath his shirt– sensed him shudder with the difference in how you touched him this time.

When your gaze fell to his lips, Heeseung leaned forward until you pulled him against you, not an inch to spare between your bodies.

Once your lips slid together, you noted every detail about how he kissed you, how his tongue tasted bright and sweet as he heavily caressed yours in a way that made your mouth water. The kisses he gave you were deep and coaxing, never quite overpowering but certainly leaving you wanting so much more.

And the way he held you, no differently than the self-assured manner in which he did out on the dance floor, had you wondering why you never entirely gave yourself over to his embrace in the first place.

You hadn't noticed you were pressing your hips against his until he gripped beneath your thighs, hoisting you into his arms. Naturally, your legs wrapped around his waist, hands threading around his neck to run through the soft hair at his nape. 

Your eyes fluttered when he quickly rolled his hips into your core, your whiny moans muffled against his mouth. He was already so hard, and you were dripping.

"Oh, you like that."

"Hee—" You pulled away to catch your breath, but Heeseung merely dipped his head to press sweet kisses above the swell of your breasts, running his tongue along your gleaming choker. 

"Too much, baby?"

"No, but—" His thumbs rolled over your sensitive nipples through your velvet dress, causing more whimpers to leave your lips. "Mmn, fuck— Why are you doing this for me?"

"I could ask you the same question," he peered up at you and began to kiss along the soft line of your jaw, struck by how you melted into his touch, "Why do you think?"

"Hee, I can barely think right now," you huffed against his neck, mouthing a kiss against his pulse in return, "Back lounge, on my left. Hurry."

Once he set off in the right direction, you should've taken a moment to catch your breath but instead, you laved your tongue over the protruding curve of his throat, teasing over his adam's apple. The heat of your mouth drew a deep moan from him, a sound you’ve never heard, full of something akin to frustration and hunger.

Heeseung threw open the door, barely considering his surroundings as he laid you down onto the nearest ruby red couch, pressing you into the luxurious cushions. His hands left your body only to slam the door shut; then, they were back on your hot skin, roaming, and pleasuring, along with his lips. 

The moment Heeseung felt your nails dig into his shoulder blades, he lifted his head from the crook of your neck, voice straining as if he were holding himself back, “Use your words with me, baby. For once, don't leave me guessing what's inside your head."

Oh, you want to tell him you're aching.

That you've been aching inside since your first love left you feeling empty. That although you took back what you wanted from Jake and more, you still felt so unfulfilled for reasons you couldn't place.

Even now, as you realized Heeseung harbored feelings of some kind for you and that you'd been insistently ignoring Jake's odd ways of expressing his own. 

I'm moving too fast again, aren't I? There's a pattern here, you thought, as Heeseung captured your lips sweetly with his.

What did this pattern mean, and what did it say about yourself?

"I don't want to lose you," You gripped his shoulders, "If I let you do this, I'll lose you."

"___, you're not going to lose me." Heeseung dragged his lips against yours again, unable to get enough of you. 

Something deep inside you knew that wasn't true, not because of your lack of faith in Heeseung, but in yourself. Still, you chose to ignore it.

"You can't just do this," You finally got out in between kisses, "It's not fair."

Heeseung chuckled against your lips, "What isn't fair?"

"The way you've been acting all night, this isn't like you."

"Not like me, huh? That just proves we don't spend enough time with each other nowadays."

When your hand gripped his jaw, Heeseung bit his lip and swallowed a groan. "So, you do this to girls often? Flirt with them all night just to have your way with them?"

"No, I'm not like your roommate, ___."

The mention of Jake made you freeze, and Heeseung took note of it, eyes hardening.

"When I touch you like this," Heeseung dipped his fingers between your thighs, dragging them against your lace-covered pussy, and began to rub circles, "When I kiss you—," he licked into your mouth with a sigh, tasting your sweetness, and was delighted when you granted him more access, "— I mean it."

Momentarily, your eyes squeezed shut at the intensity of it all, your hand twisting into the collar of his shirt. 

Heeseung drove his point home when he took your hand and guided it to his lap, breath hitching when you didn't hesitate to palm his hard cock through his pants.

"Only you make me like this," he admitted breathlessly. 

You felt him up, kneading your hand firmly along his thick length. "Since when?"

Heeseung shook his head, inching ever closer, his thumb brushing over your flushed cheek. Those half-lidded eyes of his that bore into you had your panties dripping with arousal. "I don't think you would believe me if I told you, ___."

You were genuinely surprised at the suggestion of his words. 

"... I don't let just anyone kiss me, you know?"

"I know. I know," Heeseung punctuated with a graze of his lips across your collarbone, "So let me do this for you."

He switched from rubbing circles against your clit to dipping his fingers into your entrance through your panties to collect your wetness. Unhurried, the pads of his fingers spread it along the swollen lips of your pussy.

"You're soaked, baby."

You were fast approaching the point of no return for you two, if not already there.

"T-this is going to change things between us, Heeseung."

He paused. "Do you want that?"

There was nothing to be guaranteed about this exchange except for the inevitable drastic shift in your relationship with Heeseung. And even though he told you that you would never lose him as a friend, you questioned being able to guarantee him the same reassurance. Could the two of you come back from this unchanged?

You weren't sure what you wanted to be to him, and vice-versa. All you knew was that you needed him like this, right here and now. 

Why? Why am I like this?

"… I don’t know, I just know I want you." His eyes widened in slight surprise for a split second before they turned roguish, a haze overcoming them. 

"Alright then. Either you tell me what you want…" He tapped on your clit playfully, making your hips twitch "… Or you tell me when to stop."

"I don't have anything like a condom and I’m not on a pill," you admitted, knowing Heeseung would understand, "But do whatever else you want to me, Hee. Just promise me you'll make me come hard, please?"

Heeseung nodded, and it drove you nuts when he took his hand off your pussy to toy with the neckline of your dress while he leaned over your chest. 

"Oh, I can do that for you and more."

His hands slid under the deep collar of your midnight black dress to reveal your swelling breasts and pert nipples. Heeseung parted his lips as though to take one of your tits into his mouth, but his warm breath only ghosted over your nipples, a smirk slowly pulling at his lips as he watched you pull your hair out. 

Now he has the self-control to slow down?

"A-ah, don't tease me, Hee. You've teased me all night."

"You know, I've had that image of you with your pretty set of tits out in your kitchen burned into my memory ever since it happened. Hence, a bit of harmless teasing is only fair," Heeseung kneaded your breasts in his hands before he chose a peak to ripple his warm tongue against.

Inwardly you screamed, never expecting to hear those words come from Heeseung's lips, let alone see them wrapped around your tits. With the way he worked his mouth, you figured you could stay beneath him all night. 

"Haah— what have you done with the Heeseung I know and love?" You whined half-heartedly, embarrassed that he brought up that mishap of you dropping your towel in front of him over that damned video call. 

"I'm still here," He pressed a light kiss to your chin, "But I'm sure with some time you'll come to love this side of me too– So don't shy away from me, ___," he reached up to stroke your cheek tenderly before he leaned back down and switched between engulfing each of your nipples in tight, moist kisses. 

Heeseung would deepen the kiss against your breasts and suckle a little harder each time, provoking your moans to grow louder along with his pace. 

Fuck, you had almost forgotten how amazing this felt like.

Feeling desperate, you caught his wrist to lick a stripe against his palm and along the length of his fingers, needing something to do with your mouth. Heeseung slid two of his fingers past your lips, and you eagerly sucked on them, letting your tongue swirl over his knuckles and messily coat them in your saliva. 

Heeseung's groan rumbled against your breast, causing you to moan against his digits and buck your hips into his waist. His mouth slid off your tit, giving each one a final caress with his tongue, then he tugged you up to sit against the back of the smooth couch cushions.

Your head spun; it was utterly dizzying to be worshipped by him.

"Please, don’t stop touching me," you urged.

"I know, let me give it to you, baby,” Heeseung cooed, “Let me make your aching pussy feel better." 

Once he had you situated and comfortable, he sank to his knees between your legs, and just the rough appearance of him made your clit throb. Heeseung's dark hair was a bit disheveled from your entanglements, and his lips were swollen, glistening in the loveliest way. Then it hit you that he was still clothed from head to toe, to your disapproval. 

"Come here and let me take off your shirt."

Heeseung obediently sat up on his knees, and you leaned over, roughly dragging your hands down the center of his torso, the buttons to his black silk shirt giving under your fingers with a pop. He pushed back your hair to mouth kisses just under your ear, distracting you a bit. 

Once you undid his shirt, you made a point to admire his lean physique, unmistakably that of a dancer's. With too much excitement, you pushed his shirt past his broad shoulders to reveal his sculpted chest and abs.

"Wow," your brows rose as you trailed your touch down his chest, "You're literally ripped."

"It sort of comes with the job…" He glanced down at the carpet, a small smile tugging at his lips. 

There was that shy boy you were all too familiar with, but the moment Heeseung met your eyes again, he'd switched back to his current self, his gaze abounding with desire– and suddenly, you were the one faltering under his attention.

His bulge had remained prominent in his pants and empathizing with his needs, you reached down to touch him. However, he caught your hand.

"Let me take care of you first," Heeseung pulled you into a heated kiss, palms stroking along your inner thighs.

Oh god.

It was impossible to keep track of how many times Heeseung kissed you so far in the night, but somehow, each one felt sweeter than the last. 

"Still wet for me?"

"Yes," you shuddered as he trailed kisses down your stomach, hovering over your clothed mound.

Heeseung slipped his fingers under the lacy waistband of your panties and peeled the soaked fabric back from your pussy. He was enraptured with the way the strands of your slick fell against your skin, the scent of your arousal making his entire body ache.

"So pink and pretty," He sat back and spread his knees to steady himself between your legs, "Have you tasted yourself, ___?"

Flustered, you hesitated to answer, but when Heeseung inclined his chin, the truth came out, "...Yes."

"Naughtier than I thought," Heeseung tugged off your panties from your ankle and shot you a mischievous look when he brought the soaked fabric to his lips, "Bet you taste sweet."

He wouldn't—

Heeseung ran his tongue over the pool of wetness on your lace panties, collecting your arousal on his taste buds. The feverish look he sent you had you reeling.

“Hee…”

"I was right, but I think you're sweeter from the source." 

Speechless, your face burned, and your clit tingled as he tucked your panties into his back pocket and pulled you closer to him by your hips.

"Guess I'll just have to find out."

Heeseung dragged the tip of his tongue around your engorged lower lips, coming teasingly close to your clit just to blow a cold gust of air on it. 

"Oh my god, Hee, please," Your body trembled with unbearable tension as you tried to lift your hips towards him, chest heaving because of his torment on your body. "Don't tease—"

Finally, Heeseung flattened his tongue and sloppily lapped up your slit to capture your clit against his lips. You threw your head back as a moan ripped from your throat, eyes squeezing shut in pleasure. There was no way the sensation of getting eaten out could ever get old to you. Although it was only your second time, you were positively addicted.

And Heeseung devoured you with fervor, the feelings he'd built up for you over the years finally releasing through this outlet of pleasuring you. He continuously rolled his tongue over your clit, and suckled kisses over the nub, the moist sounds mixed with his muffled groans filling your ears.

He felt so soft on your pussy— a perfect mix of gentle and frenzied to push you over the edge. 

"Ahn, fuck, you’re so good at this..." You praised while stroking Heeseung's hair away from his eyes; you were surprised to see the immense fondness in them. 

With a twinge in your chest, you realized there was no way you were his first, not with how skilfully he used his tongue. When did your Heeseung grow up in between graduating from university and the present day? 

Heeseung noticed your expression waver and immediately picked up the pace, pulling you back into the moment. He wriggled his tongue back and forth on your clit, and held you open by your thigh while his middle finger dragged up your entrance.

"A-ah! I haven't yet…"

With much difficulty, Heeseung released your clit with a smack and looked over you curiously. "You haven't what yet, baby?"

"I haven't fingered myself yet," You caught your breath, trying to read his reaction.

"Oh," He considered your words while playing with your wetness by circling his thumb over your pussy, "I'd rather we do what you're comfortable with then, baby."

"Well, I want to try it with you… if you go slow." You nibbled on your lip, trying to control yourself when Heeseung's insistent touches kept you squirming.

"Yeah? I promise I'll be very gentle. Tell me if you don't like it, and we'll stop," Heeseung rubbed his cheek against your thigh, his sweet eyes crinkling as he gave you a pleased smile, "I wanna know all the things that make you tick..."

With that, his mouth was back on your pussy, lovingly working you open and getting you back into the mood, so you were thoroughly soaked to take his fingers.

Knowing how much you liked it, Heeseung reached up to squeeze your tits and rub at your sensitive nipples, eliciting a muffled moan from you as struggled to stay quiet. The combined stimulation of all your sweet spots had you reeling, the start of an orgasm building in your core.

Heeseung pulled back only to cover his index and middle finger with his own saliva as he observed your conflicted expression from under his lashes. 

In that moment, he realized he’s never wanted to ruin you more than now.

Swiping his tongue over his lips, he twisted a single finger against your entrance, mixing his saliva with your slick. At the slightest pressure, your pussy gushed with arousal.

"Hnhn, H-Hee–"

"Relax, baby, you can let me in. I'll go slow, promise. One finger at a time."

Determined to keep from clenching, you released a breath and calmed your nerves, your hands moving to squeeze your tits out of comfort. Heeseung took the opportunity to press into your warm folds, and you felt him nudge even deeper inside you.

"You're doing so well for me, ____. Want me to keep going?"

"Yes," you nodded and felt his knuckles slowly push past your slit to stroke against your velvet walls.

"Oh shit–" You seized around his digit and spilled more of your wetness onto his hand.

"Feel that, how deep I am?" Heeseung felt so hot, rubbing your insides so wonderfully, and it was just the effect of his single finger.

"T-this is intense..." 

"Your body knows it was made to take this," his voice deepened, "See?"

Heeseung took his sweet time, letting you feel every sensation of him slowly pumping in and out of your tightening walls. A surge of wetness accompanied his fingers each time he pressed in, your insides overreacting to his intrusion while you mesmerized him.

"God, you won't stop dripping, baby," he remarked in awe, swiping his tongue along your pussy to lap up your wetness. 

"A-another," you splayed your hands out against the velvet sofa and coerced him with a grind of your hips, feeling as if you were about to go insane.

Immediately Heeseung appeased you; he worked a second finger into your tightness, attempting to stretch your walls that resisted him. So he eased out slightly— pressing back in at the halfway point— and peppered your thighs with kisses. At the same time, he thumbed your clit to give you a break you didn't realize you needed.

Of course, you thought he was only teasing you to death, and two could play at that game.

"More," you untied your dress completely, letting it fall open while you fondled your breasts seductively from above him, "I want more."

"Need more of my fingers inside of you, baby? Is one not enough for this tight pussy?" Heeseung smirked at how quickly your demeanor shifted in comparison to just before he began to finger you.

The intense pressure in his pants persisted, but he was doing his damndest to keep himself in check, determined to see you come undone first. Because the moment you walked into the lobby, he felt it in the air, in the way you nearly dissolved in his arms; you needed this.

"Yes, yes— need more of you," you begged.

So Heeseung didn't hesitate to resume fitting his knuckles past your walls, and once he felt your insides give, he filled you with his fingers. The man didn't give a damn about your slick spilling past his wrist and soaking into the velvet texture of the sofa— he was much too preoccupied with the way your beautiful body writhed under him, testing him.

The stretch of his fingers was perfect, your luscious moans and the deep flush over your skin incredibly telling of your pleasure.

"Ahn, haah, Hee…"

Heeseung curled his fingers against a sweet spot deep inside of you, and laved his tongue over the expanse of your pussy, sucking tenderly at your clit.

“R-right there,” you sobbed, squeezing your eyes shut. 

There was no way you'd last any longer at this relentless pace; you were already arching off the cushions, and Heeseung had to hold your hips down with his free hand to finish you off.

He moaned deeply against your clit upon feeling your fingers thread through his hair to brace yourself against him, his lips and tongue working together to suckle and plunge into your pussy ‘till you spilled your sweetness against him. 

"Oh god, oh god, ohhh god…"

"C'mon, sweetheart," Heeseung sped up and slid his fingers from your entrance only to twist them back in at the perfect angle, "Want you to soak yourself, want to taste you on my tongue for the next week— come on me, baby."

"Heeseung– Hee–" Your hips jerked against his face once, twice— and you nearly blacked out from the ecstasy of his tongue shaking against your clit, his fingers heavily stroking your insides even though you squeezed him like a vice. 

You were falling apart in a way you never have before, the closest you've ever been to being filled, and you could almost cry from the crashing waves of pleasure flooding your body. Everything felt so blindingly sweet; it was incredible.

When your tremors began to subside, you could barely open your eyes and prop yourself up to look at him, taking in one of the biggest messes you've ever been a culprit of— from the soaked cushion underneath you to Heeseung's cum stained lips and chin. His reddened cheeks and jaw were glistening as well and you felt like fainting on the spot. 

Heeseung wasn't quite done with you because he pressed your knees into your chest and buried his hot tongue inside you with a deep squelch. He continued to lap lower between your cheeks, then back over your taint, and along your folds to kiss your swollen nub.

"Mmmn," He hummed against your skin teasingly, and there was no way you could hold yourself up anymore, so you fell back with a breathy moan, fingers tugging on anything of his that you could grab hold of.

"Fuck, Hee!"

An excess of heat spread across your face, body trembling from Heeseung's rather passionate acts. Pleased with your reactions, he sat back and massaged his palms over your legs as helped you stretch them out, a wince pulling at your features.

"Such an obedient pussy. You took my fingers so well for your first time, baby," Heeseung smiled, mouthing along your thigh.

How were you supposed to move a muscle after that? You felt drunk out of your mind.

"T-that felt so good, Hee."

"Yeah? How good?"

All you could do in response was tug him against your lips for a kiss that lasted until you both had to break for air. 

Why was it so easy to kiss him?

Heeseung's eyelids lowered as he stood up and slid against your side. "Huh, so good enough for a second time?"

"Maybe," You shoved at his chest, and he fell back against the sofa cushions while you climbed over him, "It was good enough for me to want to do something about it right now, so I'll let you choose."

You steadied yourself over his lap on the sofa and ran your fingernail along his pant zipper, still a bit shaky from your orgasm. "When you come, do you want my pussy rubbing on your cock or my tongue?"

Heeseung looked genuinely conflicted. "...What if I want a little bit of both?"

"Both?" You questioned, unsure if you should be flattered or taken aback, "For you, I could make an exception… Why, you want me every which way that badly, baby?"

Heeseung grazed your chin with his thumb. "___, I'm just being greedy since I haven't seen you in so long."

"… Tell me, why all of this all of a sudden?"

Heeseung settled back against the couch with a sigh and pulled you onto his lap, quietly considering your question. You let him, but neither of you moved besides his palms caressing over your hips. Part of you was hoping to get some insight into his feelings for you without this being an outright interrogation. 

"It may seem sudden to you, but it's not for me," He admitted, “Back then, I leaped at any opportunity to hang out, like when you'd invite me to study at your favorite boba shop after classes. You were always the focused sort, and I admired you for it, but when we'd sit at those long tables, and you'd lay your head on my lap while you slept— well my thoughts would run wild."

"Seriously?" You smirked, "How wild?"

"Shamelessly so. The depraved side of me thought about you laying on your stomach next to me and quietly unzipping my pants to suck on my cock while no one was looking. The equally terrible, naive side of me wanted to pull a Sleeping Beauty, but I knew I would've gotten my ass beat, and rightfully so."

Holy shit.

"That’s so… I can't believe you thought about me that way," You murmured, despite the reframing of your innocent memories with Heeseung making your face burn.

"I know, but can you blame me? I mean," He ran his fingers up the side of your waist, admiring your figure, "Look at you, you're beautiful."

"I am so embarrassed right now," You admitted under your breath.

He held your hands against his chest and chuckled when you started shrinking away. What else were you supposed to do under such circumstances? Heeseung was the sweetest, but there was only so much attention you could take in a night.

"Hey, don't get shy with me because that's not all."

"It's not?"

"No. ___, you had your shit together, and I was just a kid who probably wouldn't have survived university without you whipping my ass into gear. I always looked up to how you took care of the people around you, even if it was your special brand of tough love."

You stifled a laugh by biting down on your lip, taking in his words. 

"I felt special being one of the few, but I knew you had a reputation for being a bit of a heartbreaker. People who dared to ask you out never stood a chance," Heeseung smiled, then hesitated, "... I never got the chance to tell you, but I got into some relationships after we graduated. One was a little more serious than the other, or so I thought."

He failed to hide the disappointment and hurt in his expression when your features wilted in confusion. It was impossible to identify the untold feelings you experienced in that very second, but most of them had to do with the astonishing fact that Heeseung had fallen in love when you weren't looking; when you should have been looking out for him as his best friend.

"They didn't work out, and it was for reasons out of my control," He glanced at you, and was touched to see your concerned expression, "But you know how it goes sometimes."

Heeseung knew about your first love, which you'd shared with him long ago— but he didn't know about Jake. 

Stunned, your mind raced for something to say in response. Even though you nodded slightly and remained quiet, he could see you processing his words with a forlorn expression.

"It's okay. It's one of those things you come out stronger from, you know?" Heeseung reassured you, even though it should have been the other way around, "I only brought that up because I could never get enough of you back then— even now."

Absentmindedly, he ran his hands down your arms; his even gaze slowly descending your body, making you even more breathless, in your emotional state.

"I always wished you were my first, it made the most sense, but I made my choices. I guess I was too reserved with my feelings and didn’t realize I should be a little more honest with myself until we started doing our own separate thing. It's hard, but I've been trying to be better at that." 

"Heeseung."

Just the way you sighed his name had him lightheaded as if he weren't already hanging on a thread with you in his arms. It was almost too much when you cupped his cheek with your palm. His eyes fluttered shut for a mere moment before they took you in with deep affection.

Heeseung continued, "I know you, ___, so tell me later when you've taken some time to think. Way down the line, after we've caught up and you've given me the time of day to properly express everything to you," He pressed close to you, his lips barely brushing yours, eyes steady, "But please don't make me wait too long. I'm here when you need me... when you want me."

"Like now?" You asked, already knowing his answer.

"Yeah— like now."

With a gentleness that threatened to undo you entirely, Heeseung moved his lips against yours, causing a fluttering in your stomach that was reminiscent of what should have been your first.

So many should-haves and could-haves.

However, Heeseung in all of his abilities was intent on disallowing you to dwell too long on the past. His restless lips on your skin and hard body beneath yours served as a reminder that in the present moment, he wasn't anywhere in the world but right here with you.

The entire expanse of your skin felt ultra-sensitive under his touch because of your last orgasm, but he still pushed your limits. His thumbs rolled over your puffy nipples, the addition of his insatiable kisses bringing them to pleasured peaks while you panted sweetly, and soon enough, you were dripping from between your thighs onto the dark fabric of his pants.

"A-ah," You gasped against his neck and bucked your hips against his waist when you felt him drag his middle finger between your folds and circle your clit. He did it again, swiping at your slit and pulling back a few inches to see your pre-cum string along his fingers.

"Look at you falling apart on me. Your body can't get enough, can it?"

"Can't imagine how you feel, Hee," You shot back, even though you were about to lose it, "You must be aching."

"I just might be," Heeseung grunted and lightly squeezed your jaw, “Think you could take it if I stuffed your adorable cheeks with my cock, baby?"

"Yes,” you breathed.

���Good answer.”

With that, you were quickly undoing the closure of Heeseung's pants, wanting to feel the heat of his cock against your pussy and tongue, in whichever order he wanted. He strained under the layers of fabric, but once you tugged his pants and black briefs low enough on his hips, you dipped past his waistband and seized his cock.

You salivated at the gorgeous sight of him; Heeseung's thick girth was incredibly hot to the touch, pulsing against your hand with considerable length. Your finger traced along the ridge of his tip up to his bubbling slit, wanting to taste him.

You slid off his lap to kneel between his spread thighs, and god, did he look gorgeous staring down at you with darkened eyes and a flush across his cheeks. His bare chest rose and fell irregularly, and his muscular thighs on either side of your body flexed under your ministrations.

"Fuck," Heeseung groaned when the first thing you chose to do was to press a kiss to the head of it, wetting your lips with his pre-cum as you locked eyes with him. You gripped him at the base with both hands and coated his cock with more of your saliva, gliding your mouth along the sides of his length and sucking messily at his overflowing tip. 

He was so incredibly tasty.

"Sucking my cock perfectly," Heeseung ran his hands through your hair, doing you a favor by holding it back from your face. Grateful, you hollowed your mouth around his cock and sucked continuously, ignoring the ache in your jaw from his size, making sure to adequately accommodate him. His shaft slid against your face when you'd lick along his base and mouth at his balls, smearing saliva and pre-cum across your cheeks. 

"Like that, Hee?" You asked around a mouthful of him.

"Ah god— Yes, yes. Wrap your hand beneath my balls and fist my cock with your other hand. Good,” Heeseung reveled at your acquiescence; it showed through his commands and praises, "Suck a little harder; that's it. Show me what you've got, baby."

Heeseung could feel himself grow desperate when you continued to pump his cock with one hand and took his balls captive in your other grip, how you slurped and stretched your lips around them; holding his gaze all the while. Even with absolute self-control, he was slipping under your touch; every graze of your mouth seemed beyond his reality.

Anyone would slip, he reasoned, due to his adoration for you all that you were, from your humanizing faults to the few passions you held dear and everything in between.

But not just anyone could attain your favor as he did– and the darkest part of him wanted to ensure it stayed that way, regardless of who came before him and those who would try to come after.

Pushing the irritating thought to the back of his mind, Heeseung found himself enamored with the view he had of you between his thighs, your eyes glossy with lewd sounds spilling from your throat, pleasuring him with a vigor he knew he didn't deserve. It was officially his second favorite view next to being between your thighs, his face streaked with your cum while you convulsed in ecstasy. 

Mine.

Amid Heeseung's length occupying your mouth, he nudged you off his cock and dragged you up into his lap. 

"Enough of that," He gripped his flushed cock and swiped the tip of it teasingly along your sopping folds, "You're amazing baby, but I just wanna feel you like this. Wanna see your eyes roll back when you come from humping my cock. How's that sound?"

All you could do was nod eagerly, and make pathetic noises of agreement against his damp neck.

He's just as worked up as I am, but he somehow hides it better than me.

Heeseung let his soaked shaft fall against his abs, and then his hands were kneading into your ass, sliding your lower half against the underside of his hard cock. The head of it rubbed against your clit with each thrust, the knot in your core tightening more and more. 

"I want you to look at me when you come, ___."

Your nails dug into his chest, and you shut your eyes tight, feeling dizzier than ever. "No, I can't. That's too much…"

"I wasn't asking," He whispered lowly, nipping at the lobe of your ear.

When you lifted your head to look at him, Heeseung recognized the same helpless expression you wore on the dance floor. It was the one you'd put on during unwanted attention, precisely when overthinking got the best of you. 

"___, it's just me," He cradled your face in his hands and comforted you with a soft peck on your lips, ”It’s just you and me. Look...”

Obeying Heeseung, you watched the way you met each other’s hips in tandem, his red cock peeking out from between your folds with each messy thrust, your bouncing tits framing the perfect view of your deprived body.

“You’re so fucking sexy, baby,” Heeseung tipped your chin back up to look at him, “I’m about to come just from how good your pussy feels on top of me. The taste of your sweet cum nearly did me in, but here I am, letting you get off on me again. It’s driving me nuts—“

Heeseung’s brazen confession made you whimper, your muscles tensing up, “— But I think you love grinding on me, like I’m your big, personal teddy bear to get off on in secret. Is that all I am to you, ___?”

“N-no,” You shook your head and weakly denied his words out of shame, even while your thighs burned from rubbing your slit against his cock non-stop.

“No?” Heeseung had the gall to laugh, albeit breathlessly as he caressed your cheeks, “You’re so cute.”

Just as he saw your eyes start to shake and lose focus of him, Heeseung began to grind his hips deeply against yours, drawing out your orgasm with never-ending stimulation to your pulsing clit. The force of his thrusts was jarring but so perfect as you rolled your hips into him, smothering his cock with your pussy while he watched your lovely features contort into an even more euphoric expression. 

Heeseung just couldn't get enough of your rapturous moans, proud that they most definitely could be heard through the walls. He felt his impending release near just from you clawing at his sweat-stained skin, chasing his lips of your own accord.

"F-fuck—" You choked out when he continuously lifted and slammed you down against his hips despite you being sensitive, his rough fingers digging into your flesh, "Heeseung!"

In a heartbeat, Heeseung was overwhelmed, pure bliss fiercely invading his senses by force after such well delayed gratification. He hid his face against your shoulder with a tempered growl as hot cum shot against his damp chest and abs. 

To your satisfaction, Heeseung's release smeared into your stomach and inner thighs when you rocked into him despite trembling, helping him through his high. With how he held you so tightly against him, you felt like you'd almost burst against his chest, but he loosened his grip on you immediately once he realized his strength in the moment.

"Sorry," He huffed against your lips, "I’m sorry, baby, I thought I was holding back. You just feel so good…"

"It's okay," You swiped his damp hair back from his dazed features, pretty sure that you looked as out of it as he did, "You came a lot…"

With a hoarse laugh, he responded, "Yeah, guess who's fault that is?"

Heeseung's jaw went slack when you dipped your head to run your tongue up his chest to taste his sticky release, and you were immediately taken by his taste. It didn't help that you went so casually about it, swiping remnants of his cum off your lip with your thumb just to suckle it clean.

"... Whatever do you mean? I plead innocence."

God, so help him.

His mind sang three words over and over when his sight focused on your glowing face, but he withheld them, knowing all to well that you weren't ready to hear them.

So instead, he kissed you, for all it was worth, even though he knew it wasn't enough to make up for your past, the old wounds and fresh ones alike.

Still, he had to try.

He had to.

When you both emerged from the lounge and peeked into the main room, it was empty and quiet save for two workers that were on the night shift.

Jake had left, and you were relieved.

Jay was flipping up the stools of the bar so his co-worker could easily mop the floor. At the bar's edge, you spotted Heeseung's coat, your watered-down cocktails, and bags of food that Jay must've thoughtfully bagged for you.

How sweet… and embarrassing!

"Shit. Jay, I really appreciate you packing everything up for us," You slowly approached your belongings, the handsome bartender acknowledging you with a nod, "Um, can we close out with you and finish our drinks?"

"Sure thing, lov–" Jay's eyes darted to Heeseung at your side before he cleared his throat, "Sure thing."

Heeseung slid his card across the marble bar before you could pull out yours, and Jay swiftly took it over to the cash register on the opposite end.

"Hey," you glared up at him, "It was supposed to be my treat. This is what I work hard for."

"Well, the next one's all yours," he said just to quell you.

Heeseung moved his coat off one of the remaining two stools and took his seat facing you. You remained standing at the bar, a little too antsy about being judged by Jay and the employees to take a seat. Afterwards, you did your genuine best to clean the stains out of those luxurious sofas, but god forbid they put two and two together, and you'd never be able to show your face in this establishment again—

"___," Heeseung held his glass towards you, "Cheers."

Looks like you were the only one who was worried.

You forgot that you were starving and even more so after… all that. Drinking on an empty stomach was not the brightest idea, but you didn't want it to go to waste. With caution, you took your glass in hand and clinked it against his, the citrusy peppermint aroma wafting off the light emerald liquid.

You took a sip as Heeseung tried his drink. Minty indeed, but you refused to make the connection with the flavor of toothpaste.

"Verdict?" You asked him.

"It tastes good; sweet although it lost its fizz. I like it," Heeseung eyed the heavy swirl of deep purple beneath the floating opaque cream in his glass, a small grin growing on his face, "Tell me your psychological analysis on how this drink reminds you of me again…"

"Oh, you can forget it," You brushed him off when you knew what he was getting at and instead began to drain your cocktail clean. 

"Wait, let me try," He reached out, and you moved to hand him your drink. Instead, he gently took hold of your jaw and swiped his tongue past your lips, making your stomach flip as if the filth that took place in the past few hours didn't just happen.

"Mm–"

Heeseung pulled back ever so slightly, his voice dropping seductively, "I actually kind of like it. Reminds me of those fruity mints you'd feed me to keep me awake during classes."

"I'm sure that doesn't bring back the greatest memories. Still, you remember the little things, don’t you?"

"Can't help it when it comes to you."

Someone cleared their throat and startled you.

"Hey, thanks for coming guys. Have a great night," Jay returned Heeseung's card but also had something to whisper to you, "Jake covered half of the bill."

Your brows rose, "Jake did? You know Jake?"

"Yeah, he's your roommate, isn't he? I sort of just found that out tonight; we're friends. He said it was to pay you back for something he owed you," Jay said simply.

You nodded dumbly. 

"By the way, this goes for both of you guys,” Jay addressed Heeseung, “Don't mind that silver-haired guy's shenanigans, it's just our dumbass friend’s way of stirring things up on a night out. I only oblige because I get paid."

So, Jay just expressed he thinks you and Heeseung were more than you initially let on, but Jay still didn’t seem to regard differently than normal… Did that mean Jake kept quiet about you two?

"Oh, no worries…” you unintentionally drew out your words while searching for your thoughts, "Did Jake head home a while ago?"

Jay's eyes shifted to Heeseung momentarily, noticing the man's rather impassive expression, "… Yeah, I think he decided to stay over at Sunghoon's place."

You nodded, "I see. Well, thank you for everything, Jay.”

"Thanks," Heeseung said to Jay, with one hand full of bags and the other slipping into yours. 

"… Of course. See you guys around."

This time Heeseung saw you home, the entire way.

You felt the alcohol hit quickly during the Uber ride; usually, it'd take a few drinks, but since you were on an empty stomach, it affected you quite a bit. Besides the tiredness in your muscles a calmness came over you, and you couldn't stop staring at Heeseung along the way.

When Heeseung noticed, he found it amusing but didn't try to start anything with you. He just stared back momentarily and squeezed your knee, leaving his hand there to gently caress your skin. 

It was hard to leave him when you found yourself staring at the door to your apartment, keys in hand.

"It's late…" You stated, and Heeseung looked surprised when he saw your sweet eyes inviting him in. 

Lord, was he tempted to.

He had inkling that you were more to Jake than he first thought, and there wasn't a single part of him that sat right with it. For tonight, at the very least, he could leave you in peace knowing your likely-to-be drunk roommate wasn't in.

Heeseung decided to be forthright with you, "It is late… but if you invite me in tonight, I can't guarantee what might happen."

Even though his words were promising, he was right to warn you. There was only one thing left to do after messing around with him and this wasn’t about having protection or not… What were you thinking? 

Slightly disappointed at yourself, you nodded and slid your hand from his grasp, but he caught it— held it.

"I had an amazing time with you," Heeseung began, "But it almost felt like I didn’t catch up with you enough. You know what I mean?”

Ah, beyond making out, going down on each other and sweet talking… Honestly, with the way things had been going, I’m not really sure if that could’ve been helped. 

“I do,” you said.

“Then are you down to do this again, soon?”

“So like, do what exactly?” You giggled and lifted a brow at him, “Catch up more?”

Heeseung smiled at your tipsiness, “Yes, but how about I take you out to an amusement park or something like that and we have a day to ourselves. You down?” 

“Hee, I haven’t gone to one in so long! Obviously, I'm down.” You bounced excitedly on your toes. 

“Yeah? I’ll ask you again in the morning, alright?”

“Mhmm,” With the alcohol clouding your thoughts, you weren’t sure whether to pull him in for a kiss, a hug or both.

Heeseung being both a tease and gentleman, decided for you and pressed a kiss to your cheek that lingered with heat. 

Damn.

Feeling cheated out, you pressed your body flush against his and hung your arms around his neck under the guise of a hug. You sensed Heeseung tense up and heard his sharp inhale, knowing he could feel every soft contour of your body because you could feel his. He embraced you against his chest— tightly— and released you just in time before you lost it.

Heeseung looked down at you; his eyes heavy and dilated, “Good night, ___.”

Oops.

"Night, Heeseung… get home safely."

"Thanks. Don't forget to eat," He said over his shoulder, holding his half of the food in tow.

"Oh, I won't,” you smiled.

Once you slipped into your dark apartment, you set down the bags to lock up with a sigh. 

The lock clicked in place, then suddenly, you were being pressed up against the door by a warm, hard body behind you, a whiff of hard liquor hitting you first before the intoxicating scent you knew to be—

"J-Jake?"

His arms squeezed you tightly just beneath your breasts, locking you against him. Jake’s soft breath tickled your neck as he buried his face against your shoulder.  

"Missed you, ___."

 –

AUTHOR’S NOTE CONT.

Big thanks to those of you who have been waiting for this and spurring me on to get this up through compliments and feedback! To preface this post, I'll be taking a little break from this series to work on some other ideas I've been thinking of, but how fast I get back to writing this depends on what you guys are wanting too. I might do an 800 follower celebration and take requests also, so stay tuned (I'm 6 followers away lol)!

I've always pictured this to be a slow-burn and tagged it as so since part two. Between this chapter and the series finale– Jake has an obstacle course to get through before he can win MC's heart. Let's be honest, the boy needs to suffer a little bit of what he put MC through. Likewise, MC has to sort her shit out.

Also, it turns out a lot of you are Hee biased with Jake as your wrecker based on the survey I put out a while ago (just like me hehe). I wonder if some of you are still team Jake after this chapter or has your allegiance changed in IOU? Or both?

Please let me know if you enjoyed it and want more asap or are more interested in new AU’s. Feedback from you has proven to keep me motivated! 🖤⚰️

— P.

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[minleeeknow]

'whipped cream & kisses'

‘pairing’ - 엔하이픈 02z (enhypen) x fem!reader

‘genre’ - fluff so much fluff, established relationship

‘tw’ - kissing and um, idk fluff?

‘word count’ - 0.6

‘to get tagged’ - pls reply to the taglist post, this post or just ask me

‘lee’s notes’ - lowercase intended, not proofread, entry for okwonyo's bonbon fraise event, inspired by list 1, prompt 6 + prompt 10

pls note, reblog, anything

~

sunghoon

you feel arms around your waist as you finish the first layer of frosting on your strawberry cake.

"you looked so cute focusing," sunghoon admits shyly as he rests his chin on top of yours. his hands skillfully guide yours across the cake, the frosting delicately falling onto the cake.

"can we put the whipped cream now?" sunghoon asks, unraveling himself from your arms. you laugh.

"noooo hoonie, no whipped cream on cake," you say, trying not to laugh at his face. he's mock-pouting.

"pleaaaase," sunghoon begs, kissing you on the nose. you escape his embrace and open the fridge, snatching the whipped cream bottle. you spray it on your nose and look at sunghoon.

"there's your whipped cream," you say, feeling a hot blush rise up your cheeks. sunghoon smirks as he steps closer, his face inches away from yours.

he kisses your nose again, licking up the whipped cream from it and then sunghoon cups your face, kissing your lips. after what feels like a whole hour he breaks the kiss, a bright smile on his face.

"i love you, yn," he says softly, looking shyly at the ground.

"love you too, hoonie."

jongseong

"cmon jay, please?" jay frowns, hiding his face.

"no yn, i don't want whipped cream on my face," jay protests as you shake the whipped cream bottle in his face. you groan.

"baby please," you plead, leaning on his chest. "i'll wear the matching sweatshirts?"

jay's eyes immediately light up. "you mean the cat and dog ones?" he asks, suddenly animated. you nod, sighing. he smiles and you spray a bit of cream on his nose and he goes cross-eyed looking at it.

"oh my god its so cooooooold!!" jay complains. "it's whipped cream jay," you say, amused.

you laugh and he smiles at you. "i love making you laugh," jay says. you say nothing and instead kiss his nose, getting the whipped cream in the process. you close your eyes and let him wrap his arms around you.

"that was actually kinda sweet," jay admits. you poke his chest. "i told you so!" you tease him. jay rolls his eyes.

"fine fine you were right yn." he twists your hair around his index as he says, blushing, "can we do that again?"

jaeyun

you sigh as you cuddle with jake. he leans his head against yours and the comfortable silence engulfs you both.

"do you like whipped cream?" the question comes out of nowhere and takes you aback. "do you like whipped cream?" you counter smoothly as you trace jake's hand.

"i love it. but i love you more," jake says, smiling at your immediate fluster. "did you have to?" you complain.

"of course i did yn." he gets up and goes to the kitchen. jake comes back with a bottle of whipped cream.

"whaaaat are you doing?" you ask cautiously. jake flashes you a small smirk. "you'll see."

he unbottles it and sprays some cream on his nose. your eyebrows fly up and you stifle a laugh. your boyfriend sprays some on your nose and you give him a look.

"sim jaeyun!" you say playfully, using his full name. jake ignores you and sits in front of you.

"kiss me," he says, holding your hands. "wh-what?" you stutter, surprised.

"kiss me," he echoes. "i want you to rub your nose with mine."

"whipped cream and all?" you ask. jake smiles. "that's part of the charm."

you take a breath before leaning in, your noses brushing, whipped cream melting into each other. you feel jake's soft lips on yours. suddenly he moves and he catches some whipped cream in his mouth. you laugh and do the same.

"see, yn, it wasn't bad."

#park sunghoon #sim jaeyun #park jongseong #enhypen #enhypen thoughts #fluff #enhypen fluff #enhypen x reader #enhypen 02z #sunghoon imagines #jake imagines #enhypen jake #enhypen jay #soft and fluffy #omg so fluffy #૮ ◞ ⸝⸝ ◟ ྀིა ！？：bonbon fraise event、 #minleeeknow

[lcvejaem]

𝐅𝐔𝐂𝐊.[P.JS]

wc <0.3k, genre: slight fluff angst pairing: pjs x reader, warnings: suggestive, toxic jay

* Ex husband jay still has the keys to your home and is free to come and go as he pleases.

* No matter how loudly you yell at him and how hard you push him away, he'll merely lower his head, look down at your form, and smirk arrogantly.

* He most certainly exploits having children together as an excuse for his sauntering.

* However, he is good with children because he adores them so much. Maybe it's because they share your attractive characteristics that ex-husband jays eyes soften and he gives them kisses all over their little faces.

* Coincidentally your ex-husband Jay has people keep an eye on you because he knows that as the ex-wife of a rich man there are those out there who'll try to hurt you.

* He continues to call you "Mrs.Park" in an effort to annoy

* still slaps your butt in an effort to annoy you.

* Sometimes arranges dates with you and the kids and likes to call it ‘healthy not-broken-family time, so the kids can have good memories with you both it’s where he just straight up spoils you guys with shopping and food.

* In addition to paying child support, he also gives you a separate, LARGE quantity of money that you can use to treat yourself.

* Jay, won't become angry with you until you start a committed relationship with someone.

* He will barge into your home while the kids are at school, yelling at you for "ruining the kids lives and his life," and he will threaten to hurt your new partner.

* His jealousy transforms into sexual frustration and anger.

* However, he won't give you a chance to respond because as soon as you open your mouth to yell back,Jay’s mouth swallows it as he presses his mouth against yours.

* He clumsily makes out with you, putting your hands over your head, pressing his bulge against you to keep you from moving, and he makes the promise to "fuck the selfishness out of you."

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[boyfhee]

𐀔 OF LOVE AND LORES · 02z smau

00 · PROLOGUE

SYNOPSIS · what happens when the most popular boy on the campus, who wants to shut off all the confessions, and a girl, who needs to keep a secret from her friend, meet? easy, they fake date. and what comes after fake dating? a real ex who's set on sabotaging your relationship.

NOTE · MY VALENTINE'S GIFT TO ALL OF YOU !!! ty for the incredible support and i hope for the same in future ( that is, if i don't dip lmao ) anw here's the prologue of my new smau !! the masterlist will be out later ( in 1-3 business days ) till then, enjoy ! taglist open !

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[yeeunjia]

─── ✦ 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐄 | 02: back to being rookies +WRITTEN

SYNOPSIS: being the children of CEOs isn’t fun at all. jay, jake, and sunghoon know that as well. it made your relationship with your high school rivals horrible and being assigned to collaborate for a project was even worse. still, after some time of knowing you, despite still not being able to get along well, the three realize how much they want you and only you. being able to be around you was suddenly paradise for them. although.. watching from the side wouldn’t work out at all. not if they’d compete with each other to steal your heart and make you theirs.

WARNINGS : swearing !!

“we seriously should’ve picked another restaurant..” you groan while putting another piece of the cake in your mouth.

“well, we’re in public. they probably wont make a scene. your brother is there too so..” yeji says.

wonyoung looks at hoon, “but just look at park sunghoon….”

“what? you like him?” yuna teases.

won rolls her eyes, “no. he just makes me so pissed and the way he’s all effortless makes it impressive!!”

“you seem to hate him more than ynie! but what did he call her again..? l….”

“loudmouth witch.” your hands cover your face.

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you all finally stood up, making your way to the cashier.. the absolute worst part.

you saw your brother standing up too. you expected him to greet you but he didn’t. he was heading for the washroom instead but you didn’t mind that much.

“should we approach her?” sunghoon asks and jay rubs his temples, “just dont. you literally will-“

“HEY! loudmouth witch.” sunghoon singsongs.

“y-yuna… you should get that cactus over there and rub it in his face!” wonyoung whispered and yuna just kept glaring at hoon.

you were screaming and swearing internally. he never changed. your feelings for him didn’t either. you still hated him.

“oh.. me?” you ask, trying to look confused. the boys all looks up at you with genuine confusion on their faces.

“obviously. you should go back to france. no.one.wants.you.here.” sunghoon spats.

you chuckled at him, “im sorry.. do i know you?”

“park sunghoon, future ceo, model-“

“OH! so that’s why you look familiar! you must still be a rookie, right? you three must be close friends too. adorable!”

jake tilts his head and was about to speak up but yeji cuts him off.

“eating meals are important. especially for rookies like you! your SUNBAES need to get some work done now! we’ll see you next time!” she forces a giggle before grabbing your hand and finally getting out of the restaurant.

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[breads-bakery]

- EUPHORIA

O5 . . . . no hope ?

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pairing: stoner! lee heeseung x reader

featuring: enhypen and more

tags: smau + written parts, romance, fluff, angst, drama, crack, suggestive, mature content

summary: the series follows a group of university students through their experiences and struggles of identity, trauma, drugs, family, friendships, love, social media, sex and money as they come of age while trying to establish their identity .

warnings: slice of life, smut , angst, drama, uni au, romance, character deaths (!), mentions of drugs and violence.  if any of these topics make you uncomfortable please do not read!

authors note: sunghoon's my favourite character so far ngl 😐

taglist :  @sunooscheeks , @leeknow-knows , @sunoobabie , @shiberrysan , @kyrkitten , @skzoddinaries , @pjongbb204 , still working on it ( taglist open for now )

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[bearseulgs]

Loving You

gn!reader x Jay

genre: fluff

wc: 180

warnings: uhh kisses

requested!! tysm

"Honey, I'm home!" came the booming voice from your foyer, followed by a door slamming shut. As your beloved boyfriend, Jay, walked into the room, you reached up towards him from your spot on the couch.

"Hey, baby, how was work?" you asked as he plopped down on top of you, snuggling into your arms. The only response he gave was a groan, feeling tired and not really up for talking about his day. You took that as a sign to not push further, instead just laying there contentedly.

You continued to lay there, almost drifting off until Jay leaned up and pressed a kiss to your lips, taking you aback. Then he did it again, and again, until he was littering your whole face with pecks. When he was satisfied, he proceeded to flop back down, trapping you in his hold.

"Hey, Jay baby?"

"Hmm."

"Watcha doin'?"

"Loving you," he said, before laying his head on your shoulder and drifting off. Sighing in acceptance, you got comfortable, giving him a kiss on the forehead before going to sleep yourself.

a/n: my hobby is calling ppl "(name) baby"

©️ bearseulgs 2022

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[enhypen-scholarship]

enhypen hyung line reaction to you being sick

a/n's note: jajsod holy duck ive been so quiet the past few months idk why im losing motivation😞 either way i hope u guys enjoy this deffo not proofread btw.

warning: just being sick

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heeseung -

• honestly hee would be so caring and affectionate, "hey babe, im going outside do u want anything?" he'd be like that

• he would text u every 15 mins since hes out of the house, doing house errands for u since u cant do it (i need him😞)

• and once hes stepped foot of the house he'd immediately drop the stuffs down carefully and speeding up upstairs to check if u were still alive and breathing

• "baby i got some medicines for u." he'd say, u better thank him for taking care of u coz he loves u so much ☹️☹️☹️

• and then at the end of the day, once u've recovered u smother his face w light kisses and pecks as a thank u gift. he'd honestly be so surprised but happy at the same time.

jay -

• aaaaa my boy jay!!!!! he'd be like hee but more of like a mother yk? he'd scold u for doing stuff that u should not be doing, he would cook for u clean the entire house, go outside and buy medicine

• (tbh i dont think he needs to go outside to buy medicine coz he got some stuff hidden on his drawers or what)

• he'd constantly check up on u if ure doing great🥹🥹 i want a jay. then he'd get the temp measure(??) and see if ur temps lowered down

• he'd deffo be disappointed knowing that ur still not okay since he cant cuddle u and like kiss u. that would be planned for another day

• "hey angel, are u okay? u need some help?" he'd ask as he opened the door to ur room, u'd say no but that doesnt mean he cant help u standing

• once u recovered and ur temp went back to normal he'd be so relieved, he can finally hug and kiss u, and that, you do.

jake -

• my lil aussie boy 🥹🫶 i think he'd be like so clueless why u were suffocating urself w dozens of blankets w ur entire body, he'd sneak up and say, "love, r u ok?"

• HES SO CLUELESS LIKE A LIL PUP😭 u were like "yeah, i think im sick baby."

• he'd internally panick as soon as u said u were sick, but he needed to be THAT boyfie for u when his lil bub is sick🥺🥺 (ok what now)

• he'd go to the nearest pharmacist and ask then what kinda med would effectively help when sick, so he came home w shit tons of healthy foods 😭

• u were so shocked like "am i dying?" 🤡

• he'd prolly say "love lets go get a warm and soft bath yeah?"

• and u'd agree coz hell yeah u feel like ur entire body was like spice.

• at the end of the day lil boy jakey would be so happy knowing ure alright🥰🥰

sunghoon -

he'd be so worried but like jake at the same time, give u warm and soft bath to calm ur nerves

he'd (at least) try to cook for u because he feels bad for u that he cannot do anything for u but cooking so he did it

he'd knock on the door where u were laying like a little cute pumpkin and take care of u like the good bf he is.

u ate his food and well , yeah it was so good🥺

THE NEXT DAY U WERE DOING WELL he'd be on your arms not less than miliseconds

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yehheyyyy im done w this srry if its sjort im rlly sleep rn and i have school😭😭

#sim jake x reader #park jongseong #park sunghoon x reader #lee heeseung #enhypen 02z #i tried my best

[seongclb]

KISS, MARRY, KILL. ▸ 03 boss man sir + written part

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NOTES ▸ scroll down for written part 👹

SYNOPSIS ▸ as if your catastrophic love life couldn’t get worse, senior year arrives to deteriorate the mess — who would have thought you’d return to see your first love and your current love turn out to be best friends along with park sunghoon being in almost all of your subjects this year? worst of all, the party of the year publicly announces your specific interest in each of them.

Sunghoon begins to usher people into a circle in the middle of the dark lit room, mumbling words about games but luckily for him, he doesn’t need to make much effort since everyone’s likely to follow him just from his looks alone.

He meets eyes with you standing beside the drinks, definitely not failing to admire your outfit. In the midst of this, he notices how your eyes are lingering upon his friend, Jay. Sunghoon walks over and drapes an arm of his around his friends, “Jay, join us for the game.”

Jay looks over at the circle of people and nods, but before doing so, he stops and stands a few feet in front of you, “You coming?”

You feel the corners of your lips tug upwards into a smile before you walk beside Jay to the circle of people. You almost forget about the unwanted presence among you both but the sound of his screechy voice drags you out of your happy bubble.

“Why did you ask her to come?” Sunghoon says to Jay, not so subtly.

Darting your eyes to throw him a death stare, Sunghoon smirks whilst Jay laughs at the pettiness unravel in front of him.

Ignoring his remarks, you sit in the circle beside your friends, who make your situation painfully obvious, and Jay who you’re attempting to hide the painfully obvious situation from.

“I thought it would be fun to play a game of Kiss, Marry & Kill. Who’s up for it?” Jake claps his hands together along with revealing a wide grin on his lips. After hearing no attempts of protests, he smiles even wider, “Great. Let’s start.”

Many rounds go past, eliciting the crowd to grow and laughter to roar through the large room. You’ve noticed that only three people in the entire room have been given celebrities as a somewhat cop out, and those three are: Jake, Jay and Sunghoon. They, too, seem to have noticed the pattern but decided to pay no mind to it.

After Jake, it’s your turn and you begin to feel the number of eyes on you.

“Since your friends are here, we’ll ask them to do your round,” Jake gestures to your friends sitting beside you.

You feel your stomach drop as you frantically look at them to not do anything stupid — but to no avail.

Yunjins eyes are full of excitement, “Jake, Jay and Sunghoon.”

Your mouth drops open and you don’t even dare to look behind you at their faces. You don’t dare to look anywhere, in fact but you remind yourself to get back at your friends for this.

With a gulp, you hesitantly answer, “Kiss Jake, marry Jay and kill Sunghoon.”

Then, you dash out of the room in embarrassment with the sounds of laughter following your sprints up the stairs.

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[taeghi]

0. prologue 

prologue to this -> bets are meant to be won

➤ summary : jake, jay and sunghoon create a bet to make the end of their senior year more interesting.

➤ word count : 2,000

➤ genre : angst, smut in other parts

jake, jay and sunghoon met during their freshman year of high school. the three of them soon realized that they all had almost everything in common- which lead to them being attached to hip almost every day. they treated each other like brothers- so it wasn’t weird that they shared everything together- including their secrets.

jake and you were born one month apart from each other. your parents met his parents during college, and they had created a friend group. jake and you became friends as soon as the two of you could walk. every day, your mothers would take you to the park or each other’s houses so you can hang out together.

when you entered school you were in the same classes and were partners for almost every project or assignment. you were there for every single one of each other’s firsts; you got to see each other grow up. it was something that others always called cute when you or jake told them about your friendship, but neither of you thought anything of it.

when high school started, your and jake’s daily hangouts started to slowly get rarer. you would spend every holiday together, thanks to your families. if you saw each other in the hallways at school, you would smile at each other or maybe ask how the other is doing- but that was it. jake turned out to be a lot more extroverted and outgoing than you. he liked to make friends and party, which was something you could only do so often.

so it was natural how you and jake slowly drifted apart and your friendship dispersed.

jake introduced you first to jay in freshman year. jay park was nerdy and smart. you felt at ease with him and thought that he would be a great friend to you and jake. he was kind and cared a lot about his grades, which you had in common.

jay park was known for having a strict father that demanded jay to get good grades and to do well in school, to make sure to focus on his studies: so he did.

you didn’t talk much to jay after jake and you had started to drift apart. if jay would pass you by, he would say a quick hello. during the first years of high school, jay wouldn’t shy away from sitting beside you in a shared class either. though, in the later years when jay started to gain popularity, the fewer and fewer you would have a seat next to him.

when jake and sunghoon joined the rugby team, you admit that you were shocked jay didn’t as well, since it was known that the three of them do everything together. but you overheard that it was because his father didn’t want any distractions for jay, which included any sports teams.

jay had grown out of his nerdy side and developed a more mature look that appealed to almost everyone. his popularity along with jake and sunghoon sky skyrocketed during his junior year and you could only sit back and watch him and your childhood friend party and get into drama, meanwhile, jay kept his grades up so his father would’’ notice the trouble he was getting into.

not long after jake introduced you to jay, they presented you with park sunghoon.

park sunghoon gave you an extremely different first impression than jay had, and it took you some time to figure out why jake had become friends with someone like him. sunghoon was shy and introverted and he really didn’t say much. though, jake and jay told you that as soon as you left, they would have to beg sunghoon to shut up.

at first, you thought that sunghoon just didn’t like you. he wouldn’t initiate any conversation with you, if you saw him in the hallways he would instantly look away with no expression on his face. and times at lunch, when you would join the three boys late, you would catch the way sunghoon would tense up when you sat down with them.

though, jake and jay assured you that it was just because you were a girl and that sunghoon was shy.

when the junior year started, and sunghoon and jake joined the infamous rugby team, sunghoon’s popularity increased as well. he was easily the most popular boy in your school from his attractiveness, his athleticism- and how easy it was to get him into bed.

you had heard countless stories about park sunghoon and the long list of girls he has fucked. and it shocked you.

little park sunghoon who couldn’t even look you in the eye- is having threesomes with cheerleaders from the opposite school behind the bleachers just minutes after their game had ended.

sunghoon would usually ignore you in the hallways, but sometimes, if he caught you looking, he would wink nonchalantly with the smirk on his face that he always wore. sunghoon had become hot and cocky, and it annoyed you. he was too good for you to say hi in freshman year, but now he was too hot to even acknowledge you when others were around.

jake, jay and sunghoon were always partying and disturbing someone or something. the three of them walked around school like they owned the place- and they pretty much did. most people wanted to either be them or be with them. some people were even intimidated by them.

you couldn’t care less about their reputation or how high they carried themselves.

you know who they used to be, who they are deep down, so you won’t let it affect how you see them.

jake, jay and sunghoon were like brothers. they had other friends of course, but they were never as close to the three of them as each other. they kept things to themselves, never sharing anything with an ‘outsider’ unless they talked about it beforehand. they liked to start shit, be in shit and end shit.

by the end of their senior year of high school, they had done almost everything you could think of and wanted to end their high school career with a bang. and since they share all their secrets with each other, it didn’t take long to think of something.

“wait, wait, wait,” jay looked up from his textbook to jake who sat two levels higher than him in the bleachers, “you like y/n? like y/l/n y/n?”

“yeah,” jake shrugged, a subtle smirk on her face.

“like, your childhood friend y/n?” jay confirms.

“yep,” jake nods again, shoving his friend in the shoulder gently with his foot, “what’s so wrong about that? i mean, i have known her all my life.”

“well, it’s just that,” sunghoon starts, not moving from his position of laying down across the bleacher's bench, “when was the last time you even spoke to her?”

“christmas!” jake answers immediately.

“yeah, so four months ago,” sunghoon answers, his arm covering his eyes from the sun, “you’re really gonna get her!”

“hey, i will get her,” jake argues back, “someday!”

jay scoffs, “yeah, not if i get her first.”

“what the fuck does that mean?” jake asks him confused, his heart picking up in his chest at his best friend’s words.

“i mean, she’s cute.”

“i know she is, but what do you mean if you get her first?”

jay sighs and closes his textbook, “i mean, i like her.”

“oh come on, man!” jake leans on his elbows on his knees so he’s closer to jay, “when was the last time you spoke to her?”

“like, last week, in the hall, for like a minute,”

“wow jake, he’s got four months on you!” sunghoon chimes in, still not looking at them nor moving.

“shut up, hoon.” jake slaps sunghoon’s calve, getting no reaction from him, “do you actually like her jay or are you just joking?”

jay shrugs, “i like her, she’s cute.”

“she’s relationship material,” sunghoon chimes in.

“what the fuck? are you into her too, hoon?” jake asks the co-captain of their rugby team.

the co-captain sits up now, squinting slightly from the bright sun, “i mean, yeah i guess.”

“holy shit and i thought you were just shy around her in freshman year,” jay reaches over and wiggles sunghoon’s knee playfully.

sunghoon smirks, “do not talk about the tragedy of freshman year.”

“why not? don’t remember the park sunghoon that couldn’t make eye contact with literally anyone except us.” jake teases him, ruffing his hair from above and behind him.

“no, i absolutely don’t.” sunghoon flinches and starts to fix his hair from jake fucking it up.

“so what? you’ve had a crush on y/n for all these years?” jay asks sunghoon.

“yeah, i guess.”

“then why haven’t you, playboy park sunghoon, made a move on her?” jake asks him.

“because like i said, she’s relationship material- not some girl i can just nut all over her face and then dip.” sunghoon explains in an obvious tone.

“so, are you gonna date y/n someday, too?” jay quirks an eyebrow at him.

“yeah, maybe someday, after she leaves both of you dumb fucks.”

“after?” jake restates, “why would she date you after she dates me and jay? how come she doesn’t date me after you guys, or jay?”

sunghoon shrugs, “because i’m the best, if she dates me before you guys there’s no way she’d go to either of you.”

jay and jake scoff at sunghoon’s cocky arrogance. it was something that neither of them have gotten used to or was sick of. it was a part of sunghoon that came during their sophomore year summer break when he learnt about lifting weights and protein shakes.

the three of them sat in silence for a moment, taking in the facts they just learnt about each other. there was a nostalgic, almost melancholic feeling in the school’s field on the bleachers where they’ve sat so many times before and one of their last times.

“you guys still want to do something big before we graduate this shit hole?” jake breaks the silence between them. sunghoon and jay turn to face their friend and nod, so he continues, “how about we make a bet, and the losers have to do something for the winner.”

jay and sunghoon nod, liking the idea.

“what type of bet, though?” jay asks him.

“the first person to get y/n to fall for his wins.”

sunghoon chuckles as jay nods with a smirk at jake’s brilliant idea. the three of them all thinking the same thing as they look at one another in the mid-day sunlight.

“and what does the winner win, exactly?” sunghoon asks them.

“off-limits of y/n,” jay says automatically, “which means neither of the losers gets to ever date y/n if the winner and her break up.”

jake laughs, “shit man, that’s tough- but i’m in.” jay and jake fist bump nodding with smiles before they look over at sunghoon, who’s leaning back on the bleacher's bench on both of his arms, his legs crossed over another spread out as he watches his friends. “hoon?”

“you in?” jay asks him.

sunghoon dryly laughs, looking out to the field before he’s reaching over and dabbing up both of his best friends, “i’m in.”

“bet,” jake nods with a smile, sitting back on the bleacher bench.

“bet,” jay repeats as he reopens his textbook.

“bet.” sunghoon finishes, going back to laying down, his arm crossing over his eyes to block out the horrid sun again.

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