#loser eunseok

[lilacgyuvin]

star — p. gunwook

pairing: gunwook x gn!reader

synopsis: gunwook unfortunately loses his wallet. luckily for him, a good samaritan is kind enough to trace the address on his i.d. and brings it straight to his doorstep! too bad it’s his newly ex-best friend (post-dramatic confession of love).

word count: 3.6k

warnings: highschool!au, friends to lovers, hurt/comfort, BARELY proofread, jealous gunwookie, talks of falling out, misunderstandings, miscommunication, feat. seniors hanbin and seunghan (and eunseok), not to be taken serious this is just fiction!!

a/n: needed a break from writing that tattoo artist jiwoong au so i wrote this 🥸

Gunwook’ s lost his wallet.

It’s no big deal! It’s not like his whole life is in there or anything: his money, I.D., credit and debit card, along with his ultra rare Twicecoaster Lane 1 devil Nayeon photocard— yeah, he’d be fine without them.

He only realizes when he get’s on the train home from school, reaching for the photocard for emotional support after the shit week he’s had until he realizes it’s in his wallet which definitely isn’t in any of his pockets right now.

He finally lets out what he thinks is a quiet ‘fuck!’ after patting his pockets down and emptying out his backpack for the third time, which ends up not being as quiet as he originally thought, if the looks from the elderly couple sat across from him are anything to go by.

A few hours go by, and he’s still mourning the loss of devil Nayeon— oh, and all that other stuff too, he guesses. To get his mind off of things, Gunwook thinks a game of Fortnite with his loving friends would do the trick. It’s twenty minutes after when their entire squad gets wiped out (and proceed to get emoted on) is when he retracts that whole idea.

“I’m positive those guys were like, ten year olds. Do you know how embarrassing that is?!” Hanbin’s voice comes from Gunwook’s headset, meshing with the groans of Eunseok and the laughter of Seunghan on the other ends of the call.

“Obviously, it just happened to us! And the audacity. of Gyuvin to leave when he’s the reason we lost. His aim is so fucking ass,” Eunseok speaks loud and fast into his mic, making Gunwook wince at the volume. He seriously needs to start putting his volume down as soon as Eunseok joins. “Why do we still play with him? No, seriously someone answer me, why do we still play with him? Can we replace him with Y/n? Matter fact, I’m calling them right now I can’t do this.”

Seunghan’s laughter comes to a halt the minute their name is mentioned, just like Gunwook’s breathing for a split second.

“Eunseok.” Seunghan says his name and it sounds like Eunseok’s movements come to a stop, the only sound being that of the classic lobby music and the occasional Ps4 notification.

“... Does Gyuvin not have shit aim? I mean, we all saw that.” he says, and Hanbin then decides it’s his turn to speak up. “Maybe don’t talk about Y/n right now.”

It’s only now that Gunwook realizes he hadn’t told Eunseok about the whole ordeal this entire time, and it’s evident in the way he gasps from the other end of the call. “Y/n?! The fuck happened with Y/n? Oh my God please don’t tell me I have to cut them off they’re so fun. Speaking of, we have plans next week on Thursday to this new—”

“Eunseok seriously shut the fuck up.”

“ ‘Kay I’m gonna go heat up my hot pockets.”

Gunwook feels bad since he’s kind of the reason why Eunseok got cursed out by Seunghan. He’ll make it up to him after the upcoming, full on expected pep talk from Hanbin.

“You two still aren’t talking?” he asks the same time Eunseok logs off, and Gunwook thinks that maybe he too can escape this if he leaves without a second thought. He then realizes that Hanbin can literally just call him after he leaves, so he decides to dish it out and get it over with, mumbling his next words. “Well they’re not talking to me.”

It sounds childish, but he wasn’t lying! “The phone works both ways, Gunwook.” he sighs, the sounds of him readjusting in his seat being heard before he’s continuing, “Was it that embarrassing?”

Gunwook forgets that he didn’t explain the extent of the situation to his senior, so it isn’t entirely Hanbin’s fault that he thinks that Gunwook is simply embarrassed, but he can’t help the groan that follows anyway. “It’s not just that. It’s- I can’t even say.”

It’s nothing personal, really— everyone knows that Sunghoon and Y/n used to go out (for a mere 5 months, so Gunwook doesn’t even care for real!). What people didn’t know was how they swore to Gunwook that they’d never get back with him, not even for a second, so when Gunwook finally realizes the feelings he has for his best friend and decides to do something about them (queue chocolates and flowers at the end of the school day), the last thing he expects to see is Y/n and fucking Sunghoon, holding each other in a warm hug, like they’d shrivel up and die if they were to part.

Gunwook wished that had happened to him when he walks into the empty classroom, the wrapping from the flower arrangement in his hands startling the two out of their tight embrace. They looked like a pair of deer caught in headlights, frozen in place as they watch Gunwook’s word die on his tongue, mouth agape as he tries to restore them.

“Sorry. Bad time.” it’s the only coherent thing he can manage to say before he’s making a beeline for the door, too embarrassed and upset to verbalize the rest of his thoughts. Never getting back together, huh? Gunwook’s feeling a lot of things in this current moment, but the one that sticks out the most is how utterly stupid he feels. It’s so intense it almost drives him to anger, but he’s on the train home before it can get to that point, free from the fear of them running after him.

He isn’t particularly proud of what he does when they text him almost immediately after the whole ordeal, only responding after he gets home.

Y/NN🔥🔥💕😘😇: omg i’m so sorry i totally forgot you asked to meet up

Y/NN🔥🔥💕😘😇: we were just talking

Y/NN🔥🔥💕😘😇: did you still wanna talk? where’d you go??

Y/NN🔥🔥💕😘😇: gunwook??

You:

sorry i had to rush home

You:

its fine tho lol

You:

i was just gonna ask your opinion on

the flowers i got

You:

they’re for eunchae

Y/NN🔥🔥💕😘😇: oh

Y/NN🔥🔥💕😘😇: i didn’t know you liked eunchae?

You:

yup

Y/NN🔥🔥💕😘😇: okay well then yeah they’re really pretty

Y/NN🔥🔥💕😘😇: she’ll really like them

You:

thanks 🙌

Okay don’t look at him like that. He had to save face! He feels bad as soon as he spews the lie out, but then he remembers the way his heart dropped to his ass at the sight of Y/n and Sunghoon hugging, and convinces himself that maybe this was for the best.

What Gunwook doesn’t expect are the two weeks that follow. To describe them in two words: extremely awkward. The following morning, instead of the two taking the train together like they normally do, Gunwook makes up some lame excuse about being late and ends up taking the longer way. They talk during the classes they have together, but it’s all stiff and feels uncomfortable, despite anyone saying anything about it. Going home is the same as the morning was, yet this time it was Y/n who couldn’t make it, saying they had to visit a relative after school.

It was always easy for the two to tell whenever the other was lying, but Gunwook wants to give them the benefit of the doubt, seeing as he wasn’t so truthful himself just recently. When the two do arrive home, there are no texts exchanged or calls that go on for hours on end like usual, and it makes Gunwook uneasy, but the feeling of being rejected without actually being rejected was more prominent in that moment, so he left it alone.

He didn’t know that the lack of communication on both ends would lead to them not talking at all, though! It didn’t help that he’d see them talking with Sunghoon again in the hallway only two days later, rubbing a reassuring hand along their arm, which then prompts him to talk with Eunchae during the period he knows he shares with Y/n. That day is what really set the tone for the rest of the week, he thinks; no calls or texts, passing each other through the hallways, and going home together came to a dead end. All the little things that made Gunwook not absolutely hate school were taken away from him, and he feels it’s partially his fault which made it suck even more.

It took his friends, including his seniors, only two days to realize that something was wrong, which is what’s prompted Hanbin to lecture him every chance he gets for the past two weeks.

“Well maybe you should text them anyway. I bet they miss you just as much as you miss them, right Seunghan?”

There’s absolutely no way Seunghan was listening in, seeing as he doesn’t answer til five seconds later when Hanbin clears his throat. “Oh! Yes, definitely.”

“What are you even here for.”

“Emotional support? I don’t know man, I just wanted to play Fortnite.”

“Seunghan.”

Seunghan whines at the disapproving tone of Hanbin’s voice, not sure how he got roped into being scolded alongside Gunwook. Hanbin’s just that good, he guesses.

“Ugh okay fine. Not gonna lie Gunwook, seeing you two not talking is really depressing, for all of us, and honestly super unsettling. Just tell them how you feel and maybe don’t lie to your crush about having a crush who isn’t actually your crush. How’d I do Hanbin?”

“Absolutely terrible. Please log off.”

Before Seunghan can defend himself against what Hanbin identifies as Useless Senior Syndrome™, there’s a steady knock coming from the front door, successfully getting Gunwook out of the lecturing. “Thanks guys, but I have to go.”

The two can barely bid their goodbyes before Gunwook is logging off, scurrying down the steps as the knocking increases in speed.

“I’m coming!” he half-screams. He knows it isn’t his mom because she always has her keys, so it’s okay that he raised his voice a bit. He honestly thinks it’s Yujin from next door, most likely wanting to borrow Gunwook’s switch again after he miraculously submerged his own into water. He swears to God if he doesn’t return it back on time again—

Oh. This isn’t Yujin.

What stood in front of him held waves of familiarity: one being the navy blue leather-skinned wallet he’d gotten gifted by a relative a while back, the one that’s been home to his ultra rare Twicecoaster Lane 1 devil Nayeon photocard for years now— and the other being the person he’s gotten to know over the past seven years, who’s favorite foods he’s mastered and whose voice he can point out in a room full of thousands. The one who sits through the same old episodes of ‘Haikyuu!!’ with him, despite already seeing them multiple times. His best friend, who he hasn’t talked to in over two weeks, over his own fears and insecurities, is now at his front doorstep with his wallet in their hand, face unreadable to Gunwook for the first time since they’ve met.

“You forgot your wallet in Ms. Chwe’s class.”

Ms.Chwe’s class; the last period that they share with each other, where he was too busy trying to avoid Y/n’s gaze so in turn chatted up anyone who’d listen, not paying enough attention to the wallet that was falling out of his front pocket. Gunwook can’t even feel relieved that his most prized possession is safe, nor can he think of a way to make it anyone else’s fault at the moment given that his (ex?) best friend, who he hasn’t even glanced at in 14 days, is standing at his door with it in hand.

‘What am I supposed to even say?’ The silence that follows after still isn’t as embarrassing as that cursed Wednesday two weeks ago, so he tried to avoid saying anything that may exceed that level. “Thanks… okay bye.”

Okay what the fuck was that. He almost slams his head against the door, but he thankfully doesn’t have to dwell on it for too long, as they’re speaking before he knows it.

“You seriously don’t wanna talk about this?” They say, and Gunwook doesn’t know why it shocks him— they’d always been the confrontational type when needed.

“What do you wanna talk about?” He thinks it’s a pretty valid question, given that they could be referring to multiple things, but Y/n apparently doesn’t think so, if the roll of their eyes were anything to go by.

“You can’t be serious. About how you’ve been ignoring me for the longest!”

“Wha- only because you’ve been ignoring me!”

“That’s what most people do when someone’s been ignoring them first, dumbass.”

Gunwook huffs, he almost forgot how stubborn the both of them could be. “This is going nowhere. Just- come inside.” He gives up, decides to be the bigger person and let them in, not wanting their first interaction in so long to be an argument outside his door. Also because Yujin can be quite the creep and likes to instigate arguments from his bedroom window (he knows this because they’ve done it together).

They make themselves comfortable on the couch best associated with movie nights and hot cocoa during winter break, sitting on opposite ends. The air feels stale, and Gunwook feels like he has to say something before he can let the silence linger any longer. “D’you want some wate-”

“What did I do to you?” he’s cut off, the voice quieter prior to it outside. They turn to face Gunwook with hands gripping both knees reassuringly and— are they crying? “I mean, I’ve been trying to figure it out for so long, but I can't think of anything. Was it the flowers? Did she not like them?”

Gunwook wants to wipe off the face of the Earth. Not only were they crying, but they were kind enough to consider the feelings of others while nursing their own, successfully breaking his heart, while also making him feel unfathomably shitty.

He’s by their side in less than a second, not quite sure what to do with his hands as he lets out a stream of ‘no no no’ and ‘please don’t cry’. They won’t even look at him this time either, opting out to facing the wall in front of them instead. “You didn’t do anything wrong, Y/n.”

“Then why won’t you talk to me?”

Gunwook sighs, finally deciding to rest his hands on his thighs. “I’m going to tell you, but you have to tell me why you were too, okay?” He asks and they nod almost immediately. “And you can’t laugh either. Seriously, I will kick you out.”

“I’ll walk out myself if you don’t spit it out already.” They attempt to say it threateningly, but they’re pouting and Gunwook hates how cute he finds it, considering their current circumstances.

“Okay I was getting there,” He can’t help the snark remark, and he half blames it on the fact that he’s about to do the thing that he never got to two weeks ago: confess his undying love for his best friend of over seven years to said best friend. Folding his hands atop his legs, Gunwook takes a deep breath, closing his eyes for a split second before opening them as he exhales.

“Those flowers weren’t for anyone but you.” He’s not facing them, he absolutely cannot right now, instead focusing his gaze on his now sweaty hands, but he still hears the hitch in their breathing— it’s as clear as day. “I was going to give them to you, tell you about my feelings, but then I saw you with fucking Sunghoon, and I- I don’t know. I just felt so embarrassed and stupid and angry, so I came up with that stupid lie,” He finally finds the courage to face them, looking up to find their eyes already on him. “I’m sorry.”

Silence follows, and Gunwook fully expects it, but fuck was it agonizing. His face is practically on fire and he doesn’t want to break eye contact because he wants to ‘assert male dominance’ or whatever the hell Eunseok was going on about that one time he gave advice absolutely no one asked for, but it’s getting harder as the seconds go by and he just might explode right where he sits.

“Gunwook. You’re not gonna believe this but I was talking to Sunghoon about you,” Oh thank God they broke the silence— but what did they say? “I wanted to know if it’d make things weird between you and him if I asked you out or something, since you two are on the same dance team. I was also asking for advice on how to do it, since I’ve never asked anyone out before. I was going to the day after, but then you said you wanted to confess to Eunchae and I got really upset, I didn’t want to see your face at all.”

It’s now Gunwook’s turn to stare in silence, his previous anxious feeling replaced with one that screamed ‘what the fuck is happening I can’t believe this is happening right now’.

“What.” It’s all he can manage to say at the moment— if he felt stupid before, it’s definitely hitting harder this time around. He was avoiding his crush (who also has a crush on him, apparently?!), his best friend, all over nothing. His cheeks are becoming hot again and he feels like crying.

In classic Gunwook fashion, he does the most rational thing he can think of at the moment and bows his head beside their lap, clasping his hands in front of it as he lets out streams of ‘I’m sorry’, catching them completely off guard.

“Get up! It’s fine Gunwook, seriously." They reassure him, but he doesn’t dare get up from his position, only raising his head ever so slightly. “You still like me? Even though I lied to you and made you cry?”

They seem to find humor in his current predicament, giggling as they move a hand to pat his head. “I shed one tear. And dude, I lied too. I’m sorry as well, I was just scared.” It’s said with earnest, and Gunwook can feel it through their gaze once he finally gains the courage to lift himself up, his confidence fully restored. “Okay if we’re gonna date, you cannot call me dude anymore.”

“Is this you asking me out for real this time?” A hint of amusement makes its way onto their face, lolling their head to the side as they ask.”

“Yes. Wait no.” The switch up visibly confuses them, even more so when Gunwook gets up from his seat, instructing them to ‘wait here’ as he runs to the kitchen, coming back with a single flower. “My mom wouldn’t let them go to waste. They’re in a vase and she’ll kill me if I take all of them.”

They laugh, both because Gunwook was so so sweet and because his mom really would kill him. “Will you go out with me?” He knows it’s short, but he could tell them all the things he likes about them over takeout, and he really wants to kiss them right now.

“That was lackluster,” They say as they snatch the flower from their hands, but their actions are words are laced with playfulness, and they contradict themselves when they move to embrace him in a warm hug. “But yes, since you asked so nicely.”

Gunwook almost shoves them away if it weren’t for how intimate the current moment was. He’s glad they can still play around after spending so much time apart from each other. “Shut up! I just wanted to kiss you already. Wait, would that be weird?”

They look up, contemplating it for a second before they look back at him with a shrug. “I don’t know, but you can give me a kiss on the cheek. The one that isn’t wet.”

He takes takes that as a win, holding their damp cheek in favor of landing a peck on the opposite. Then another on their forehead. And another on the same cheek, but in a different place. It soon turns to him showering them with kisses all over, causing them to fall back on the cushions as they begin to laugh, taking Gunwook down with them as he refuses to stop. “Gunwook! I said one!”

He doesn’t even have the mind to grace them with an answer as he joins them in laughter, too overjoyed and buoyant with that fact that he’s now free from many things; free from hiding his feelings, from his insecurities now that their feelings were laid bare and are mutual, and free from pretending that he was okay letting his best friend falls into the hands of another. He no longer has to worry about any of that though, as they’re right where he wants them, where he deems perfect.

The cafeteria is booming as always, Gunwook and his friends (seniors and same-age mates alike) already seated at their table as they await the arrival of a few others. None of them say anything about the way Gunwook and Y/n are holding hands under the table, but there are definitely shared glances exchanged between Hanbin and Seunghan.

It’s only been two days since Gunwook’s actual successful confession, and they still have yet to say it outright, so they’ve just decided to let everyone come to their own conclusions. He thinks they’re on the right track though, with the way they shot him a thumbs up from across the table.

“Y/n!” It’s yelled from behind them, making the entire table, if not the whole cafeteria turn their heads to the source of the noise. Gunwook wishes he could say he was surprised as to who it was.

Eunseok practically tackles Y/n with the force in which he runs to their side, engulfing them in a hug from behind. “I thought I was gonna lose you! Don’t tell Gunwook, but you’ve always been my favorite junior.”

“I’m right here.”

“Shut up dont ruin this for me.”

a/n: we all know gunwook would be a communication king but i wanted to write this anyway. and guys i promise i can write things other than love confessions gimme like two weeks!!! also recs are open likes + reblogs are always appreciated ty baii

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[sweetberrei]

MAGNETIC - park wonbin

SYNOPSIS 𓂃 ࣪˖  it’s not easy having a crush on the most popular guy in school. For starters, almost everyone had a crush on wonbin and you’ve already established the fact that you'll never get a chance with him, as you were no special from the others in your school... or at least that’s what you believed

PAIRING 𓂃 ࣪˖ popular!wonbin x fem!reader

GENRE 𓂃 ࣪˖ social media au + school au, reader is delusional, wonbin is in denial (in the beginning)  she fell first, he fell harder(?), crack

CAST 𓂃 ࣪˖ winter of aespa as y/n, gaeul of ive, haewon of nmixx, eunseok + seunghan of riize, beomgyu of txt, gyuvin of zb1, etc

WARNING(s) 𓂃 ࣪˖ profanities and some insensitive (ex. kys/kms) jokes

STATUS 𓂃 ࣪˖ ongoing

START: 3/31/2024 ➜ END: ________

PROFILES ᶻ 𝘇 𐰁 LEMONHEADS・BORN TO BE LOSERS

001・OMG.. WHO IS SHE?

002・I GUESS IM STUCK FOREVER BY THE GLUE

003・YOU'VE BEEN PROMOTED!

004・OH, HE LOOKS SO CUTE WRAPPED AROUND MY FINGER

MORE TO COME !!!

TAGLIST 𓂃 ࣪˖ @starwonb1n @lecheugo @sseastar-main @helovalley @scarfac3

@kyusqult @syupakingcowbaby @llearlert @artseah @wonychu @outrologist

@saranghoeforanton @callanton @seunghancore @4yyu @chiiyuuvv @snowysung

@bunni @istphanie @wonbicat @ahnneyong @addorations @brachioswrld

@fleurlia @the-second-sage @tywaa @ilovejungwonandhaechan

@jazminethecreator @renjuneoo @kcharlyy @20cubee @iloveleechanyoung

@haechansbbg @palchokitty @haechyuan @syzavxy @119ttoriz @marlilovesyou

@nctsshoes2 @alwayswook @enhacolor @ujisworld @nakam00t @chuutaroo

@ilovechanhee @planethyuka @lipsbyive @nishimuraii @riksaes @jiaant11

@ilamara @b-riize @dutifullyannoyingfox @dinosluver @111ada

@bbinababy @revehosh @forrds @notrosemary @coycoi

@nosungluv @tomo-tofu @whippedforbeomgyu @chweverni

@potatosoulp1h

<CLOSED, SORRY :( >

#riize smau #riize social media au #riize #riize imagines #park wonbin #wonbin #wonbin imagines #riize x reader #wonbin x reader #kpop smau #socmed au

[aenuki]

i like you!

group riize genre fluff cw none requested yes

shotaro 쇼타로

⋆ he’s a long-term guy, if he likes you he’s picturing rings and a family home.. he’s not here to play games!

⋆ he really enjoys the process of getting to know somebody that he’s interested in, which is why he is very thrown off by his feelings for you — he already knows you?

⋆ it’ll start out as what he sees as just a one-off crush, he’s convinced it will probably wear off and he’s just confused!

⋆ it’s very easy for him to act like nothing has changed because he gaslights himself into thinking he doesn’t actually like you like that

⋆ but when it develops over time and he’s suddenly thinking about you all the time, wanting to know where you are, what you’re doing.. oh it’s bad for him

⋆ becomes the most awkward person in the room every time you’re around, he could ignore the tiny crush but when he starts feeling everything all at once he doesn’t know how to act

⋆ absolutely terrified of freaking you out by bringing this up to you so he just keeps it under wraps and hopes you don’t notice that anything’s off

⋆ on top of this he’d also be too shy to confess, so it would take something like you be interested in someone else to get him going

⋆ because as scared as he is to change your friendship.. you’re thinking about dating somebody that isn’t him? simply unacceptable in his book!

⋆ the minute you start telling him about anybody you’re talking to he’ll just blurt out his confession (which also involves a lot of apologizing — again, very nervous)

⋆ but he can’t just let someone else have you without at least trying because he doesn’t want to turn into that guy at the wedding silently watching someone else marry HIS person because he was too late!

⋆ almost doesn’t believe you when you tell him you like him too, you’ll definitely have to give him a lil kiss to convince him it’s real ><

eunseok 은석

⋆ another friends to lovers connoisseur

⋆ believes that the best relationships stem from being good friends first.. so the minute he lays eyes on you he gets to work

⋆ will ask any mutual friends for your socials and just texts you out of nowhere

⋆ straight up just “hey i asked xyz for ur insta bc i thought u were cool. wyd tmr” and you’re like HELLO?

⋆ uses his humour and charm to his advantage and you’ll quickly become inseparable, you’re literally never seen apart after you become besties

⋆ the middle school boy type of crush-haver..

⋆ always finding something to tease you about or will bother you until you’re almost mad at him, and then giggles and apologizes, telling you you’re just so cute when you’re annoyed..

⋆ despite this he is SUCHHHH a sweetheart, he’s always so gentle with you even though he does like to piss you off sometimes

⋆ he’s very observant as well, analyzing all your reactions to his flirty comments and his lil touches that he purposefully makes last a little too long to see if you feel the same way he does

⋆ when he picks up the vibe that you like him too, he figures the deal is sealed and he will probably confess asap, but he’ll want to take you out a few times first before making anything official

⋆ he’ll plan really well thought-out dates with all your favourite foods/activities/etc — it’s almost shocking how much of your habits and interests he’s picked up on, even things you hadn’t even noticed yourself

⋆ truly such a gentleman — he’s getting you flowers, opening all your doors, pulling out all your chairs, absolutely refusing to even let you bring your wallet anywhere you go

⋆ after a while of going out together, his big finale will be kissing you on your doorstep.. he thought it looked cute in the movies.. and would just have the dopiest grin on his face when you agree to be hisㅠㅠ

sungchan 성찬

⋆ lowkey a loser ngl.. but in the most endearing way

⋆ once he develops his lil crush on you, he is literally obsessed with you — if you’re happy he’s happy, if you’re mad he’s mad.. he is head over heels immediately

⋆ will go to the ends of the earth to get you to notice him

⋆ he Will have red cheeks and a goofy smile on his face the entire time you interact and then kick himself at home while he replays your conversation in his mind (“why tf would u say that to them..” que groaning into his pillow and kicking his feet)

⋆ but no matter the embarrassment, he finds every excuse to be around you all the time

⋆ you’re going to that party tonight? he was gonna go too! your class is the other way? oops, he was walking in the wrong direction the whole time, so is his! you don’t have a ride home? lucky for you it’s on his way!

⋆ he never planned when he would confess, it would most likely be on a random day of the week, when you’re both hanging out just watching a movie or playing video games, nothing too special

⋆ everything would be as normal, until you would do one thing that would just make his heart pound like never before

⋆ maybe you stared into his eyes a little too long, or smiled a little too brightly, all he knows is the “i like you” HAD to come out right there

⋆ when you tell him you feel the same way he is over the moon, literally kicking his feet and giggling in front of you.. paired with a lot of “really? like actually? you like me too?” YES KING YOU BETTA BELIEVE IT!

⋆ can’t help himself, he places a light kiss on your cheek and pulls you into his arms, smile never leaving his face :’)

wonbin 원빈

⋆ he would rather die than admit his feelings before he’s 100% positive that they’re reciprocated, and even then he would struggle

⋆ a master of the longing stare — he literally cannot keep his eyes off of you, he’s always searching for you first whenever he enters a room

⋆ whenever you tag along with the boys he’s always checking your reactions to any jokes and conversational topics (he’s making his mental list of things you like for when he builds up the courage to actually talk to you)

⋆ when you do become closer friends he’ll start to become bolder, sends you tiktoks (“us fr”), starts buying two of everything so he can “just happen to have an extra” if you need anything, comments inside jokes on your instagram posts, makes sure he sits next to you when you all hang out.. these are big moves for him guys ok

⋆ when the boys found out it was over.. no more peace for him

⋆ wdym he’s lending you his jewelry.. what is this expensive birthday gift you’ve been given.. oh it’s that exact thing you mentioned that you wanted so bad that you couldn’t afford? and how are you just stealing his snacks with no consequences? AND you get to hold his guitar?

⋆ trust he’s getting flamed every day in the gc

⋆ he’ll never make the first move because he’s too shy to say anything but he hopes he can drop enough hints that you’ll catch on

⋆ the only way anything ever comes of his crush is when sungchan rats him out bc he can’t stand the pining any longer you start clocking it yourself!

⋆ when you confess your feelings he will not know how to act.. get ready for #tomatobin

⋆ he would pull you into a soft hug with his blushy cheeks and a big grin on his face and whisper that he likes you too — probably won’t let go of you for the rest of the day because he can’t believe he gets to have you all to himself now!

seunghan 승한

⋆ look up whipped in the dictionary and it will say (adj.) hong seunghan

⋆ sorry but there is no crush phase for him. he’s probably in love with you on day 2

⋆ literally on cloud nine whenever you look at him, smile at him, laugh at his jokes.. he’s thinking about it for weeks afterwards

⋆ he wouldn’t be that shy surprisingly.. i think he’s quite confident and wouldn’t have any problems flirting and letting his feelings be known (without actually saying the words)

⋆ he’d be a little nervous asking for your contact info but after that he thinks he’s already won. in his head you are his. nothing can stop him now.

⋆ will always ask you to hang out alone and once you establish the plans he will say “it’s a date! :D” every time without fail so he can look out of the corner of his eye to see how you react

⋆ you always either seem to be too nonchalant or ignore it so he’ll start to doubt himself.. but then you’ll do small things like hold his hand and drag him around or brush his hair out of his eyes and his heart will start pounding and he wonders if you’re feeling it too

⋆ he ends up overthinking and confusing himself, to the point where he’ll start getting so in his head when you hang out that you’ll realize that something’s off.. but he’ll brush it off if you ask

⋆ if you keep pushing it won’t take long for everything to start coming out tho.. he’s gone from “nah i’m good!” to professing his love to you in mere seconds

⋆ and oh boy when he finds out you feel the same way.. unlike eunseok he is wasting literally NO time. he doesn’t care where you are — your couch? the mall? the corner store? a crusty party bathroom? you are getting the life kissed out of you right there.

⋆ will probably ask you out officially on the spot too.. he’s been waiting too long to have you, and he refuses to wait any longer!

sohee 소희

⋆ like taro, because his crush would likely stem from a close friendship it will take some time for him to come to terms with it.. he cannot tell the difference between platonic and romantic feelings

⋆ it would be so out of the blue for him — suddenly he’s like hm.. were you normally this funny? did you always look so good in that shirt? why is his heart pounding every time you make eye contact?

⋆ once he’s accepted his feelings for you it’s OVER for him tho.. the embodiment of he fell first and also harder

⋆ lowkey jealous af so he makes sure he tells the boys you are off limits! (as if they didn’t clock his tea already.. he’s so obvious)

⋆ shows you off and brags about you to all the boys before you even go on any dates.. he’s down so bad guys

⋆ anytime you post anything he’s shoving his phone in their faces or screenshotting it and losing his mind in the gc (“aren’t they just so gorgeous guysㅠㅠ” and they’ve learned to just leave him on read)

⋆ will skip the “i like you” and just ask you out on a date first instead because he would feel too shy about actually vocalizing it to you

⋆ you’re wondering how his plan consists of every cute store and café you reposted on tiktok — and with absolutely no shame he tells you he stalked all your socials for ideas

⋆ to end off the day you’d probably get a little treat such as ice cream or cheesecake and go sit on a bench somewhere.. and he’ll get some on his mouth and pucker his lips at you as a joke before moving to wipe it off

⋆ when you actually kiss him and give him a little smile his brain actually starts malfunctioning “oh! oh i didn’t— you didn’t— i was— it— kiss—“ and you’re like DAMN RELAX!

⋆ fortunately he will calm his heart down by the time he drops you home, and he gains the confidence to give you another lil smooch before he sends you off

⋆ let’s just say absolutely nobody was raining on his parade for the next month after that

anton 앤톤

⋆ the way he goes silent around you.. you’d almost be inclined to think he hates you if you weren’t already such good friends

⋆ is barely managing to get a word out around you without stuttering and blushing and he’d rather just stick to hums and nods than humiliate himself

⋆ but after getting more accustomed to his feelings he’ll get over most of the shyness and he’ll become less awkward and carry a little more confidence

⋆ he will put in effort on the down low to be around you more than usual, like memorizing your schedule so he can walk past you and wave and smile or just so happen to be at your regular café at your regular time so he can invite you to sit with him..

⋆ don’t sleep on him.. he might not be the boldest person in the world but he’s moving in silence..

⋆ he wouldn’t be too reserved in terms of flirting, but he’d be sooo embarrassed after saying anything in that realm.. he’ll hit you with a “you look gorgeous today” and then won’t make any eye contact with you for the next hour

⋆ you’d be the only thing on his mind all day, whoever he goes he thinks about how you would love it there, how you’d probably find that dog he saw on the street earlier so cute, how you’d laugh at the joke he just made even though nobody else did

⋆ the boys lowkey want to tell him to stfu because all he does is yap about you but it’s cute so they’ll let it slide for now..

⋆ will always find something to text you a picture of that reminds him of you, and LOVES when you do the same — he gets so happy and shows all the boys to flex that you thought about him enough to take a picture to send to him

⋆ would probably confess without even knowing it, like maybe you’re watching a romcom where a character is burying their feelings for their bestie and he’ll just go “lol that’s so us” and you’re like.. what are you trying to say..

⋆ can barely look at you because he thinks he just ruined your friendship with his mistake, until you say the words “i like you too” and he turns to you with the widest eyes

⋆ will lace your fingers together and smile down at your interlocked hands while you finish your movie :)

author note first written post.. and everybody cheered!!! but on a realer note who else in the deep dark depths of eunseokism rn.. sunjeongz ur number one spot is in danger.. he is so fine guys it’s becoming an issue for me

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[melobin]

જ⁀➴ riize as porn plots series masterlist

a series of seven stories written about the members of riize, each story features a different members with a different cliché porn plot

⋆ ˚｡ ⋆୨♡୧⋆ ˚｡ ⋆

➾ shotaro as 𐙚 your new yoga instructor in ⤦

➙ yoga class summary - your friend drags you to a yoga class where you get a one on one lesson with the instructor. warnings - yoga instructor!shotaro x female reader, dom!shotaro, bad use of yoga terminology, mirror sex, unprotected sex, cream pie.

wc - 2.7k released - 05/01/2024

➾ eunseok as 𐙚 your boss in ⤦

➙ how to get a raise summary - as his secretary, you’re meant to be there for all of your bosses needs. so who would you be if you didn’t help him whilst he’s stressed? especially if you were getting something out of it yourself. warnings - fucking boss eunseok warnings- boss eunseok x secretary reader, dom!eunseok, sir kink, fingering, oral giving and receiving, unprotected sex, clothed sex, big dick!eunseok, manhandling, spitting, creampie, cock slapping, face fucking, cum eating, facial. wc - 5.4k released - 10/01/2024

➾ sungchan as 𐙚 your mechanic in ⤦

➙ nuts and bolts summary - your car has been acting up all week so you finally decide to take it to the garage after work, lucky for you there’s only one person there and you’re his last customer of the day. warnings - mechanic!sungchan x customer!femalereader, dom sungchan, strength kink, size kink, choking, unprotected sex, rough sex, praise, hair pulling, biting, finger sucking, manhandling, face fucking, oral sex f and m receiving, cum eating, heavy use of good girl

wc - 4.3k released - 13/01/2024

➾ wonbin as 𐙚 your interviewer in ⤦

➙ casting couch summary - as a newbie to the porn industry you go through the same hazing process as everyone else. the casting couch. you were just as nervous as you were excited when you found out famed porn star park wonbin would be conducting your interview. warnings - experienced porn star!wonbin x amateur female porn star!reader, dom wonbin, finger sucking, nipple play, oral f and m receiving, face fucking, spitting, manhandling, unprotected sex, rough sex, being recorded. wc - 4.3k released - 06/02/24

➾ seunghan as 𐙚 your poolboy in ⤦

➙ wet summary - your pools been getting dirty due to your usual pool cleaner being on holiday, your neighbours notice this and decide to offer you the help of their son, who would you be to decline such a charming young man a nice, wet job? warnings - pool boy!seunghan x milf!reader, power play isn’t really used ... wc - tba. released - coming soon.

➾ sohee as 𐙚 your pizza delivery boy in ⤦

➙ a better way summary - due to a lack of food in your apartment, you decide to order pizza. the only issue is, when it arrives you realise you can’t find your purse. you don’t want him to leave with the pizza and you definitely don’t want him to call the cops, so you sort out your own way of paying him. warnings - pizza delivery boy!sohee x female reader, power play isn’t really used ... wc - tba. released - coming soon.

➾ anton as 𐙚 your nerdy tutor in ⤦

➙ new things summary - as the hot, popular girl on campus, you never cared too much about your grades until the college decided to give you a warning, if your grades didn’t improve you’d be kicked out, so you get sent to the nerdy loser to be tutored. whilst you’re with him, you decide he needs some tutoring of his own.

warnings - nerd tutor!anton x bimbo!reader, sub!anton ... wc - tba. released - coming soon.

#riize smut #shotaro smut #eunseok smut #sungchan smut #wonbin smut #seunghan smut #sohee smut #anton smut

[anton-luvr]

# anton-luvr ; masterlist !!

(✩ - fluff, ♡ - angst, ♪ - suggestive)

— 7RIIZE. PLACES THEY'D BRING YOU TO FOR A FIRST DATE (✩) WHEN YOU REFUSE TO SIT IN THE FRONT (✩) WHEN YOU HAVE A NIGHTMARE (✩+♡) WHEN YOU WEAR THEIR CLOTHES (✩+♪) WHEN THEY DREAM OF YOU CHEATING (♡) WHEN A GIRL TRIES TO FLIRT WITH THEM (✩) LITTLE THINGS THEY DO FOR YOU (✩) WHEN THEY MEET YOUR PET CATS (✩) WHEN YOU'RE ON YOUR PERIOD (✩) WHEN YOU'RE COLD (✩) STUDY DATES WITH THEM (✩) WHEN THEY MEET THEIR SOULMATE (✩) WHEN YOU TAKE CARE OF THEM (✩) COMING HOME LATE AFTER A LONG DAY (✩+♡) WHEN YOU'RE AN OVER-APOLOGIZER (✩+♡) WHEN YOU AVOID THEIR KISSES (✩) WHEN YOU DREAM OF THEM CHEATING ON YOU (✩) WHEN YOU'RE SCARED OF A THUNDERSTORM (✩+♡) WATCHING SCARY MOVIES WITH THEM (✩) WHEN THEY'RE THE LITTLE SPOON AFTER A TIRING DAY (✩+♡) WHEN YOU'RE 6' OR TALLER (✩) WHEN YOU THINK THEY'RE CHEATING ON YOU (✩+♡)

— SHOTARO. SOMEONE SPECIAL (✩+♪)

— EUNSEOK. ANYTHING FOR YOU (✩)

— SUNGCHAN. 7:34 AM (✩) MR. CONSIDERATE (✩) SFW ALPHABET (✩) WHEN THEY HAVE A SMALL S/O (✩)

— WONBIN. WHAT'S THE TIME WHERE YOU ARE? (♡) SFW ALPHABET (✩) IN LOVE (✩)

— SEUNGHAN. SFW ALPHABET (✩) HIM AS YOUR BOYFRIEND (✩+♪) 10:06 PM (✩+♪)

— SOHEE. CLOUD NINE. (✩+♪) DREAM COME TRUE (✩+♪) SFW ALPHABET (✩)

— ANTON. ALL MINE (✩) FOREVER (✩+♪) TO GET TO MEET YOU (✩) ALWAYS WAIT FOR YOU (✩) PROMISE (✩+♡) LOVE YOU (✩) CLOSER THAN EVER (✩+♪) 11:49PM (✩) MY FAVORITE LOSER (✩) SFW ALPHABET (✩) WHEN YOU HAVE A PANIC ATTACK (♡) WITH YOU (✩) HERE FOR YOU (✩+♡) NEVER TOO TIRED (✩) SOFT LAUNCHING (✩)

© anton-luvr, 2023.

#riize #riize fluff #riize fics #riize smut #riize angst #riize anton #riize icons #riize sungchan #riize shotaro #riize wonbin #riize eunseok #riize sohee #riize seunghan #riize moodboard #riize oneshots #riize edits #riize layouts #riize gif #riize headers #kpop #kpop fics #kpop fluff #kpop angst #kpop smut

[eternalgyu]

me if you even care?!

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ genre: fluff, crack

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ pairing: ot7 riize x reader

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ warnings: kissing

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ notes: riize brainrot for life

OSAKI SHOTARO

shotaro would find your bow agenda soo cute

especially when you put bows on every single thing you have in the house

like your hairbrush, your hair pins all your plushies had bows on them

he was scrolling on his phone one day when you tap his shoulder

“can i put bows on you :D”

would be confused you but would agree regardless because he is whipped

SUCH A PRETTY BABY

his curly hair would have 2 bows on each side and obv around his wrists as bracelets

WOULD DO THE CUTEST POSES WHEN TAKING PICTURES WITH YOU LATER

he'd be shy at first tho like covering his face

you would put ur lips on his cheek for another pose and after he would be like "okay kiss me properly now"

JDHSISIIAIA

giggling rn where's my taro

WOULD TAKE ONE OF THE BOWS AND PUT IT ON HIS BEANIE.

AND KEEP IT THERE

:(((

SONG EUNSEOK

he would find it odd but wouldnt rly say anything

mostly just because he doesn't see the hype

he might bully u sometimes but would still call u cute

until you come up to him w a roll of ribbon in ur hands.

at first he's super against it

and when you start begging him he gives in

reluctantly

"only because you look like a loser righr now and i pity you"

sigh.

what you don't know is that he's doing it because he's very whipped

gets super red when you get close to him to put on the bows

pulling you close to him when you take photos and videos afterwards

from then on he starts buying bow stuff for you!!

we've coquettifed him guys 🫡

JUNG SUNGCHAN

sungchan would pick up and comment on your new bow obsession pretty fast

would lowkey be fueling it by playing w ur hair when you had bows and kissing your forehead more

and would be confused but would let you when you offered to give him a makeover

PLS he'd be giggling the whole time tbh saying the ribbon was tickling him

"it tickles tho… WAIT BABE STOP"

AFTER the laughing fit

literally cutest poses when you guys are taking photos

bats his eyelashes HES JUST SO CUTE

hes so adorable I could take a bite out of him

what.

defo does this trend w u

fully coquettifed guys

AND

you start putting bows on his weights aswell <3

PARK WONBIN

i feel like wonbin would be well aware of the trend

definitely on the pretty ppl side of tt

and would just laugh when he sees bows everywhere

and when you ask him if you could put bows on him when he comes back from work

he would agree obv

bow on his neck as a choker <3

but SOMEHOW this man doesn't stop smouldering the whole time

serving face 24/7

and when you furrow your eyebrows in concentration he would let it slip for a moment

and smile at uuuuu

after you're done you snap a picture and send it to the gc w the rest of the boys

"hyung u look like a baby lamb" - anton

HIS FACE WOULD DROP

and you take your opportunity

and snap as many pictures as u can

blackmail photos <3

but in general he's the prettiest bby and he looks even prettier w bows <3

HONG SEUNGHAN

he finds your small obsession so so adorable

like he smiles so endearingly when he discovers yet another mug w a small ribbon tied to the handle

and when you ask him the big question he ofc agrees.

now this man can't have you this close to him without kissing you

like your trying to tie a ribbon and somehow his hand is behind your ear and he's pulling you down for a kiss

so after failing the second hair bow

you tie his hands together and finish the carefully tied knot with a bow

same thing for his legs.

you then proceed to take photos w him

"my hosta- boyfriend if u even care 😍"

where he poses adorably in the back

the video blows up and u become tiktok famous 🧍🏼‍♀️

u take more photos

wants atleast one picture where ur both kissing 🙄

cutie patootie.

LEE SOHEE

he thinks every single thing you do is so cute

ONE OF THE PICS OF U W BOWS IS HIS PFP

hes actually is the one fueling the bow obsession you have

"it looks a bit boring. should we put a bow on it?"

SO ADORABLE ACTUALLY

"yn, i saw this trend where people put bows on their boyfriends"

BOWS EVERYWHERE

he'd have small pigtails everywhere fastened by pink pretty ribbons

he probably has pink kiss marks aswell because he said it would "fit the aesthetic"

you definitely have a moment

where u turn around to kiss his cheek

and he turns around and his lips meet urs...

just saying 🤷‍♀️

coquetted to the max pookies

LEE CHANYOUNG

I don't rly think anton wouldn't pick up on it at first??

like sure he's chronically online but i don't think he's seen this trend

like he's see the bows and think they're cute

but wouldnt notice too much

which is why he's so surprised

"bows?? like jojo siwa…?"

anton knows all the trends except this one

JSJSJS U WOULD MAKE EYECONTACT W HIM

AND HE WOULD STARE BACK

and smile

and you would have to start again.

bow on his biceps.

it's self explanatory

WOULD DO CUTE TT DANCES W U

and suddenly when he walks into the dance room he's has a small pink ribbon tied to his headphones

AND HE SAYS IT REMINDS HIM OF U :((

taglist: @slytherinshua

#eternalgyu ✮⋆˙ #hannie writes ✮⋆˙ #shotaro #eunseok #sungchan #wonbin #seunghan #sohee #anton #hong seunghan #lee sohee #anton lee #riize #riize shotaro #riize eunseok #riize sungchan #riize wonbin #riize seunghan #riize sohee #riize anton #riize fic #riize fluff #riize x reader #shotaro x reader #eunseok x reader #sungchan x reader #wonbin x reader #seunghan x reader #sohee x reader #anton x reader

[mphountitled]

𝐑𝐈𝐈𝐙𝐄

Ot7

Fatherless Behavior | Who would best respond to being called daddy

Sweater Weather | hugging Riize after a long day, Fluff, Suggestive Content

Have my baby | Riize asking you for a baby, Text fic, nsfw, breeding kink, Hyung vers.

Have my baby | Riize asking you for a baby, Text fic, nsfw, breeding kink, Maknae vers.

Boob pics please | Riize asking for boob pics, Text fic, nsfw, suggestive content, Hyung Vers

Boob pics please | Riize asking for boob pics, Text fic, nsfw, suggestive content, Maknae Vers

Call me daddy | Riize asking you to call them daddy, text fic, nsfw, hyung vers

Call me daddy | Riize asking you to call them daddy, text fic, nsfw, maknae

You're always working | Texting Riize that they're always busy, Text fic, Hyung vers

You're always working | Texting Riize that they're always busy, Text fic, Maknae vers

What position yall in? | Riize getting overdramatic and jealous, nsfw, text fic, Hyung Vers.

What position yall in? | Riize getting overdramatic and jealous, nsfw, text fic, Maknae Vers.

Shotaro

Picture Perfect | 3k words, Angst, Established Relationship, Possessiveness, Toxic Relationship, Smut

Eunseok

Stay tuned...

Sungchan

Playing Defence | 3k words, Angst, Established Relationship, Possessiveness, Slight Dark Fic, Smut

Angels and Demons | 3k words, Bullying, Enemies to Lovers, Fratboy!Sungchan, non/con, Smut

Wonbin

Hair Care | 3k words, Fluffy Fluff Fluff, Established Relationship, Smut

Seunghan

Devil By The Doorway | 4k words, Angst, Brother's Best Friend au, Forbidden Smut

Sohee

Bleeding Hearts | 3k words, Friends To Lovers, Smut, Obsession

Anton

Bambi Eyes | 2k Words, Dark fic, Dub Con, Loser Boyfriend Anton

In the flesh | 3k words, Angst, Established Relationship, Jealousy, Smut

Anton's Year | 4k Words, Dark fic, Dub Con, Ghostface!Anton

#riize x reader #lee anton x reader

[riizeblr]

[ ¡! w o n b i n ¡! ]

this blog consists primarily of dark and triggering content.

feat. wonbin !

[ ¡! fics ¡! ]

delivered

[ ¡! drabbles ¡! ]

brother's friend!wonbin

bunny hybrid!wonbin

loser!wonbin x bully!reader

nerd!wonbin x mean!reader

student!wonbin x professor!reader

younger stepbrother!wonbin x older sister!reader

wonbin + hardcore metal songs

chaebol!wonbin + his necklace

wonbin + hazy memory

stalker!wonbin

best friends brother!wonbin

best friend!wonbin (featuring... eunseok + sungchan !)

wonbin + manipulation hc

wonbin + cnc

rich!wonbin

ceo!wonbin x assistant!reader

plug!wonbin + shotgunning

dark!wonbin x makeup artist!reader

peeping tom!wonbin

chaebol!wonbin x ex!reader

fwb!wonbin + stealthing

perv!wonbin

virgin!wonbin

dark!wonbin + covering your mouth

wonbin + babysitter!reader

wonbin + head pushing hc

stepbrother!wonbin (featuring… stepbrother!sungchan !)

best friend!wonbin + getting too attached

wonbin + piss kink

wonbin + alleyways

wonbin + forced marriage

nerd!reader + spending too much time with wonbin (featuring… bully!sungchan + bully!seunghan !)

wonbin putting bully!reader in her place

loser!wonbin + aphrodisiacs

hot tub threesome with wonbin (featuring… seunghan !)

small cock!wonbin + bully!reader

addict!wonbin ideas

main masterlist

#tw noncon #tw dubcon #tw stalking #tw stepcest #tw toxic behavior #tw dark content #feat. wonbin ! #wonbin x reader #wonbin smut #dark!wonbin #dark!riize #riize hard hours #yandere!wonbin #yandere!riize #riize x reader #riize smut #riize #wonbin

[zombyjuice]

NOBODY BETTER THAN YOU! - eunseok.🍨🦷🐆🍦 t(>.<t)

In which your boyfriend you recently just got back together with is coming over for the first time since.

bf!eunseok x fem loser!reader

toxic relationship, fluff, angst, smut! suggestions to the reader having depression (NOT ROMANIZING.) suggested cheating. etc..

so many things inspired/helped me make this so I’m just gonna . @melobin and @anquelic on insta and my playlist below took inspo from there too <33 lol!

“Eunseoks here…” one of your roommates sneered from the other side of the door you could almost feel the face they gave eachother. You hop up and rush to open your door with a wide smile on your face “Hey baby” your boyfriend, walking towards you, a hand in one pocket and a bag of Burger King in the other an extremely attractive smile on his face “hii” you practically melted pulling him into your room and hugging him tight.

“Please don’t fuck yet! Give it a week!”

“shut the fuck up!”

He chuckled kissing your forehead and pinching your sides, you loved it when he did that, made you feel so safe you could practically feel your heart melt watching his movements as he placed the bag on your table.

That feeling goes away in an instant as you watch him sigh as he moves some of your clutter to the side. This made your heart flutter with sadness and your brain go a bit fuzzy.

He understands you more than anybody really, he’s patient and he does seem to care for you, he understood all those months before you guys were ever official you’d disappear trying to decide if he’s the one and if you should give him the chance.

He understood the nights where you’d just sit in silence not wanting to be touched or talked to, and he understood the nights you guys would be talking like normal only for you to start crying out of nowhere, or the nights you’d scream and push him losing your temper only to end up in his arms letting him watch you crumble under him. “It’s okay baby, it’s okay I've got you, doing so well for daddy” “‘m not mad at you, okay pretty, it's okay”. He understood the nights when you were finally your silly self after spending a weekend alone.

He understood all your quirks and interests. Once he dragged you to one of his sets because he remembered someone working on it had a dog who understood multiple languages, remembering your rather odd fascination with it how. can they do that? And watching as you said sit to the dog in Spanish, French, and Japanese, complete shock and happiness painted on your face as you laughed and laughed, adoration painted on his.

So how is it that you caught him multiple times all over the girl, the same girl he had a pass with, rumor has it they were “casually” sleeping together before you ever entered the picture you know it was deeper than that. To him “it wasn’t that big of a deal and he was just being nice.” You had to constantly shift your morals just so you could be happy with him, he knew you hated it, he knew the disgust you felt with yourself every time you’d go back with him. But you loved him so it's alright.

You knew the irritation and anger that bubbled up inside of him when you'd ask “Are you unhappy in our relationship?” or “Am I annoying you? I'm sorry” but he loves you so he's got to deal with it, right?

And no matter how many times you believed he cheated he was stable, nothing in your life is stable but him. So maybe that’s why you feel you always go back to him. And only him. Because, to you, there's nobody better than him.

He turned to you already able to read your face “It's alright, today's our lazy Sunday isn't it? We'll clean a bit tomorrow but for now, cmere let's lie down”

The smile that was once on your face came back and you gladly took his hand as he led you to your bed and cozy. Watching some of your favorite horror movies and munching on Burger King you between his legs a hands squishing your thighs and head dropping down to your neck every now and then to suck a hickey at your favorite spots your hands would grab at his knees as you whimper and giggle. “quit it, they’re finally escaping”. He'd quietly pout and slightly rut his hips up against you visibly hard.

{2:49 am}

Your eyes meet your boyfriends and grab at his hand that's hitching up your inner thigh, yours visibly smaller “Should we play some-” he smashed his lips against yours, your first actual kiss of the night “fuck I know we said we wouldn't do anything, but shit you look so good, sound so good, need to fuck my babies in you, make you mine forever” he grabbed at your neck and slid it down to your arm, manhandling you under him.

You could only submit to him, knowing this would have happened by the end of the “night”.

“Can’t believe I spent so many Sundays without you, felt so wrong, I’ve missed you so much” he'd moan against your lips grabbing at your thighs and aggressively pushing them up as he grinds against you, whimpers slipping out of you “missed you so much more” you’d whisper mind going elsewhere remembering exactly why you spent so many night away from each other’s grasp.

“Let me fuck away all that nonsense,only have you think about this cock” as if he could read your mind “please”.

And just like that he’d do exactly what he said.

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[sehodreams]

Pathetic people also fall in love

WC: 7.3K (I’m so sorry it feels like with every fic I write more)

S: Eunseok is busy enough with his life, he has an 8-year-old daughter and is overworked at his job, he didn’t need to add another thing to that list, so when he puts the unused room in his house for rent, he expects his life to become easier, not to wonder why his tenant is so hot!

TW and Tags: Singledad!Landlord!Eunseok x Tenant!Plussize!reader, aged up Eunseok for the story, all consensual, mutual pining, smut, p in v, use of condom (poor Eunseok is traumatized after his first daughter), fingering, mentions of dacryphilia, fluff (I think near the end, if you don’t think so please let me know and I’ll erase it from here), they’re just two losers falling in love.

Comment: Hey guys, sorry for not having post much lately, this was actually first a Sungchan fic because an anon asked me for a Singledad!Sungchan, but while writing I thought wth this is my baby Eunseok and changed it. I want to clarify that this is not dark at all, so be careful if you go through my other fics because most of them are, I’m all soft since 119, still hope you like it!

You were the best tenant anyone could ask for, and Eunseok knew that, so why was he acting as if he was desperate to drive you away?

When you moved to the room next to him in his house he had his doubts, you were younger than him, which usually meant problems, like drunk boys out of his house throwing up on his flowers at midnight, or loud music when he tried to work, but he needed the money and the extra help, and when he interviewed you, you were relatively fine, a young girl that moved away for school and was more than eager to help around for a significant discount on her rent.

You were so fresh, a 22 year old student with the character of an older sister, and he liked that, you always paid your rent on time and made cookies on friday night instead of going out, you also took care of his daughter when he needed to go out in an emergency at work, only asking for some food when he came back, so you were a good girl and the best tenant.

He couldn't lie to himself, he liked you a lot, which made him feel pretty much guilty, because you were just a sweet young thing who hadn't discovered how the world worked, while he, even if he was still young at his 27 years, had gone through everything in a rush, from heartbreak to disappointment and frustration, perfectly knowing he shouldn't look at you the way he did.

He had too many responsibilities to let himself be swayed your way, he had an 8 year old daughter, an overworking job and too many things on his shoulders, and your presence had started to bring him problems, especially at night, when he dreamed of fingering you in the kitchen before breakfast to thank you for making his coffee, or you receiving him in the entrance wearing nothing but an apron with flour stains, and after you gave him a taste of your freshly baked cookies, he dropped to his knees to taste something even better.

He dreamed all that and woke up feeling more tired than when he went to sleep, and with a painful boner that wouldn't leave him alone until he came over the bathroom titles when he took his quick morning shower, thinking of you with him there, taking his length like the good girl you were.

He couldn't look at your face when you said good morning, the guilt making him blush to his ears, wishing he could go back in time and not let his impulses win over him, because he was sure you would feel repulsed if you ever found out what he thought about you.

For you, he was just your landlord, the older guy with a daughter that worked in a restaurant and brought you leftover pasta every now and then, nothing more, and he had to come around that.

But you made it so hard, making breakfast with your pajama shorts and the thin t-shirts that showed your beautiful nipples, bending down with that gorgeous ass when you pulled the tray out of the oven, or with the sound of you vibrator that woke him up at 2 am, with your little moans going through his wall and making him gulp before he decided to wait for you to cum to go back to sleep.

He could help you, he thought that every time he heard you, he could walk the five steps to your room and fuck you like you deserved, nasty and rough, telling you how good you acted that day, making his favorite dish for breakfast, or playing with his daughter until he came back home, "Such a good girl, don't you want to be my little wife? Such a sweet thing should cum over a real dick every night".

His cheeks became red, he shouldn't be thinking that, not before work where he could do nothing to soothe the need.

He rushed to the door, with his coffee cup in one hand and his daughter backpack in the other, she was already waiting for him in the entrance when you ran to them, were you going to give him a goodbye kiss? He wished.

"I made too many of them yesterday, take them for lunch" you gave him a paper bag with two muffins, he felt the sweet aroma of them through the bag and his eyes followed your lips when you talked again, "I already put one in her lunchbox, these are just for you".

He wanted to kiss you so bad, he didn't care that your hair was still ruffled from your night, or that you weren't wearing any makeup at all, he thought you looked fucking gorgeous in that moment, and he wanted to kiss you to say thank you, thank you for being so good, thank you for treating his daughter with care, thank you for everything you do for him even when you didn't need to.

"Okay" he said, and left.

"Okay?" Sungchan asked when he arrived at work and told him what he did.

"Okay" Eunseok passed his hand through his hair, exhausted with everything, with his 10-hour shift, his daughter telling him she missed him, and his body not being able to sleep properly because it needed his tenant.

"What an asshole, that sweet thing just gave you two of the best muffins in the world for free, she made your coffee and helped you get your daughter ready for school, and you say 'okay', not even a 'thank you'? Man, if I was her, I'd leave your pathetic ass immediately, doesn't matter how cheap the rent is" he grabbed one of the little pastries and was about to eat it when Eunseok snatched it from his hand.

"Mine" he said and walked away, making Sungchan scoff.

He didn't meant to be so cold, it was like his body was in survival mode, trying to save his feelings from getting hurt before he even got a chance to do something about them, it'd be too uncomfortable if things didn't work out, you were precious for him, and he didn't want to lose you, but if he kept acting like that, he wasn't just going to drive you off, but you'd hate him in the process, and he couldn't deal with the thought of you hating him, not like that.

That night, when he arrived from his shift, he brought pizza and your favorite drink.

He left them in the counter and walked to his daughter's room, the house was in silence, his daughter already sleeping in her bed and after giving her a good night kiss, he searched for you, you were nowhere sight, so you must be in your room, right?

When he knocked no one answered, where could you be?

You came out of the bathroom seconds later, with just a towel wrapping your body, your tits were overflowing from the grip it did to not fall and he couldn't help but watch you from head to toe, your uncovered shoulders, your soft thighs, even your pretty feet with red nail polish.

"Hey Eunseok, you're early today" you proceeded to tell him about what his daughter had for dinner and how she was sleeping already, and that you were waiting for him before you went out. Almost everything got lost in his ear, he was too busy watching your back and the drops falling down your neck.

"I brought pizza" was the only thing he could say.

"Thank you, I'll eat it after I come back" you closed your door before he could say anything more and, not knowing what else to do, walked to his room.

He looked himself in his mirror, his boner was showing in the reflection and his face was red, he really had a problem, so he took care of it while listening your soft voice singing on the other side of the wall, feeling like a pervert when he finished over his hand.

He changed his clothes for something more comfortable and went to the kitchen to eat a slice of pizza before bed, he was tired and even if he came back earlier than normal, his body was exhausted from all the nights without sleeping well.

He was just finishing his portion when you walked down, looking like a fucking angel ready to take him to the afterlife.

You were wearing a white flowy short dress, showing your beautiful curves and the full of your chest through the cleavage that made you look even more angelic.

But where were you going dressed like that? It couldn't possibly be...

Your phone sounded before he could ask and you ran to open the door, a skinny boy with long black hair was there, waiting for you with the worst resting bitch face he had ever seen, so different from your excited ear to ear grin, "Hi Wonbin" you said with your pretty smile, and he only gave an acknowledged nod in response. Asshole, he thought.

He couldn't say anything to stop you from going out, to scream how you were his and how that lanky boy couldn't give you what he could, he wouldn't appreciate you like he already did, because he didn't know how special and amazing you really were.

Eunseok, still in the same place, heard the door close and then a car starting outside, driving away.

He felt fucking pathetic looking at you smile to another man and leaving the house with someone like him, but maybe that little boy was better than him, even if he didn't like the thought, he could be younger than him, and not have a daughter, just a normal boy for his age, without the weight of thinking about the future, because he didn't have anyone who depended on his actions, just himself.

He closed the pizza box and grabbed a beer, such a pathetic loser, he told himself, having the girl he wanted so close and stopping himself from getting her, blaming his circumstances instead of the reality of him being a coward.

The night felt longer than usual, he used to think that nights didn't have enough hours to rest, and now, with you outside, he thought it felt endless.

He just needed you back home, to know where you were, and what you were doing, with him steps away, to know you were safe.

Hours passed and when the eleven-news started and some traffic accident showed on the screen, he heard a car park out of his place, recognizing your steps to the door. When you opened the door he saw you alone, with a sad look and your pretty hair different from when you went out, as if you tried to brush it with your fingers to look put together before you walked in. His blood wanted to boil at the thought of him touching a single strand of your hair, but he was too preoccupied with your face, what could've happened in your date for you to arrive like that? Was he the jerk he appeared to be? He knew that boy didn't deserve you, but at the same time he wished he was wrong.

"Welcome back" Eunseok said, giving you a small smile. You dropped your purse to the floor when you saw him, looking too exhausted to reciprocate the awkward greeting smile. He felt bad for you, you continued with the disappointed air all over you and he didn't know what to do to cheer you up, "there's still pizza in the kitchen".

You denied his offer, walking to the couch he was sitting, letting your body fall on the other side of it, leaving a big space between you.

You watched the news together for a couple of minutes, in total silence. He understood you didn't feel like talking, you went out after such a long time, getting all dolled up with a dress he had never seen you wear before and such uncomfortable shoes. You almost never went out like that, more into comfortable loose clothes, and around the house you never used make up. He still saw you gorgeous though, but Eunseok was different, he thought that when you had your hair up in a ponytail while cooking, or when you left his daughter use her toy makeup on you, and he loved to see you wearing that swimsuit when you played on the child pool with her, your tummy showing through the clothing and your full chest covered with a top that wasn't your size, it couldn't be your size, he swore that because every time you used it your tits were too much for it and the fabric was hanging on for its life over your body, which to be honest, was incredible hot for him.

And you did all that for a boy that couldn't even walk you to your door at the end of the date, he can't imagine what else did he do that night to make you come back home with such a disappointed look.

"How was the date?" He asked and sipped his can of beer, trying to appear nonchalant, like he didn't care, but he was dying to hear about it.

"It wasn't what I expected" you answered while taking off your high heels, he saw a little blister forming on your feet and he wanted to grab them and give them a well-deserved massage, he was dying to do something for you, but he shouldn't, so he did the only thing he thought would comfort you without him touching you, he passed you his beer for you to take a sip, which you did, you grabbed it and drank a big gulp of it, looking a bit more refreshed after, making him feel good with his choice. "He made me pay for the movie tickets" you continued.

Eunseok opened his mouth, not believing what you told him, he knew the boy was going to be a jerk, but to such extent?

"Yeah, I know" you said when you saw his surprised expression, making you laugh but from embarrassment. "I... I didn't know how to say no, we were already in the que, and I thought that maybe it wouldn't be that bad, maybe it was going to be just that and then he'd pay for the popcorn, I-I don't know what I was thinking"

Of course you knew what you were thinking. You didn't go out with him for the movie, you wanted to get laid, and he was the only one who had offered to go out with you after so long, you didn't have another choice.

You weren't an easy girl, you knew you deserved more, but since you had moved to Eunseok's house you felt more and more needy, praying every day for him to not notice how your thighs clenched when he was around you, or how you touched yourself when he took care of his flowers under the sun, the sweaty look of him was too much for you to contain himself, and you had fallen for various reasons, how he always took a few of his precious creations to decorate your room, how he always brought you your favorite pasta when it was on the daily menu of his restaurant, even how he made sure you were always comfortable around him and his daughter.

How could you not fall for a guy like that? So caring and sweet, and you lived with him, it was like torture to have his smell around you, his body, his warmth, and not be embraced by him.

The only reason you accepted to go out with Wonbin was because your friends told you he was going to be a good fuck, but the only nearly good thing that night were his guitarist fingers playing with your pussy during the movie, "for the ticket" he had said, but you honestly would've preferred the money. It felt good for a second, the teasing was hot, and you told yourself it'd get better, but when he took you to his car and to that dark place instead of a nice room and a comfortable bed, fucking you in his backseat and coming after a few thrust, all that after he asked you to give him head, pushing his fingers on your well braided hair, making a mess of it even when you told him you didn't feel like it, everything got boring for him and he drove you home in an uncomfortable silence.

You felt disgusting when he dropped you off and immediately drove away, leaving you there in front of the house, not even checking if you walked in safely.

The only thing you could think while walking those few steps to the house was Eunseok would've never treated me like that.

So, when you opened your door and saw him sitting in the couch, in front of the tv, when he should be asleep after a long work day, waiting for you, you wanted to cry, because he hates the news, and he would never watch them willingly when he could use that time to sleep instead.

You contained yourself and sighed, biting back your lip from quivering and showing how weak you felt at that moment, you were a big girl, and you couldn't cry every time something went wrong.

But you couldn't deny that you were also more vulnerable because of him those days, and how he was pushing you away when you tried to get closer, just that morning, when you gave him those muffins, it hurt you to hear the 'okay' came out of his mouth, it felt like you were being too much for him and he didn't know what to say to your advances anymore, and perhaps that's why those days he seemed in a worse mood, troubled with your presence near him.

When he offered you his beer you feel slightly comforted, how pathetic, you thought, a girl feeling comforted just because the guy who was rejecting her gave her a sip of his beer.

Some pop star was in a dating scandal and you couldn't care less, but you didn't want to leave, you wanted to be with him for more time, as long as he allowed you.

"Did you want to go out with him?" He asked after a couple minutes. You denied with your head.

He finished his beer, so he got up and walked to the kitchen, coming back with two cans and opening one for you, sitting slightly closer this time.

"Then why did you accept?" Some politician was talking about being honest on his campaign, what a bullshit, he would lie, just like you, a normal human being, has being done since you came to that house, acting like you didn't feel anything for Eunseok, and that everything you did was out of your heart, it partly was, but you did it more eagerly because you wanted him to look your way, to maybe see you different, not the young girl that rented the room next to his in his house, and if not an equal partner, at least some kind of comfort from his daily life, something to come back after his tedious routine and that could give him the peace he needed, just like he and his home did for you.

You decided to not lie anymore, if he asked you something, the least you could do was to be honest with yourself and with him, you didn't have long until everything spilled out of the glass already full of your feelings, and it would kill you to move away from him, his daughter, his house, and everything that had become familiar to you those months, but if you were still going to get hurt, you should be honest before everything went to hell.

You drank another big gulp of your beer before talking again, to feel more confident, "I wanted to get laid". He almost choked with his drink, coughing and looking at your direction to try to find out if you were making a really bad joke or you were telling him the truth.

You didn't look at his direction, some festivity was about to start in a few days and the city was getting ready for a festival, it looks pretty, I should go with his daughter before I move out, you thought.

Every day you had contained yourself from going to his arms, kissing his lips and asking for him to pay you attention had come to that, and you had resigned to leaving when he asked you to, because if before he was uncomfortable, now he was going to find you unbearable, and it would kill you to stay and see the place you called home crumble in front of your eyes.

Still, you had never felt so free.

He saw the decision written all over your face, you knew what was going to happen next, and he was afraid of the outcome, of what was going to happen if you ever left him, what would he do without your coffee? Without your laugh filling his house, without the smell of your shampoo all over the room after you took a long shower, or with the way his daughter had started to depend on you for certain questions, just, what would he do without you?

He wanted to come home after his shift to be welcomed by his two favorite girls all over the world, and he was an adult, he would get over it with time, but he didn't want to, he had already compromised with many things, with leaving college, with not going to friend's parties anymore, with only drinking beer once a week, with not being the first place in his life never again, he had already accepted too many things, and you leaving wasn't one of them.

"Well, you didn't have to ask another man when you have me right here" he couldn't process what he said, he just said it, his lips moving before he could think twice. You stared at him taken aback from his words, you expected him to call you dumbass or anything along that, but he was making clear you had permission to see him not like your landlord or just an older guy, but like a man.

Your eyes interlocked and the tension got thicker, both of you were closer without any of you noticing, shoulders touching, and when you moved your face slowly towards him, waiting for him to tell you he didn't mean what he just said, he tenderly grabbed your face and made you kiss him, erasing all distance between you, finally.

Your eyes shut and you kissed softly at first, tasting the lingering bitter flavor of his cheap beer, enjoying every second of it, until you whimpered on his lips, and he, reacting to it, tapped twice with the palm of his hand over one of your thighs, to signal you that he wanted you to be over his lap.

You let your weight fall over him and he loved the way he felt your ass flushing with his knees, his hands roamed all the way from your waist to the softness of your legs and followed the same trail back, addicted to the way your body, even being bigger than normal and nothing like he ever had in the past, felt perfect on his hands, as if you had been designed for him and only him to touch and indulge in.

The hem of your dress had rolled with your movements and his hands didn't help neither, trying to lift it up as much as he could to feel the plump of your ass.

"To the movies with a dress like this one? Tell me the truth, did he finger you with people around? don't you feel any shame?" He asked, making you rock your hips over his boner. You sighed on his neck, not daring to look at him in the face, shame creeping your red cheeks.

"Why do you say that?" You asked curious of his remarks, they were true, but how did he know?

"Because he's no better than me, and I'd have done it too", he made you look at him, one of his hands still over your ass and the other on your jaw, admiring you over him, his glossy eyes were all over your face, from your flushing cheeks to your lips with the mild cherry color of your lipstick that was almost completely removed by his kisses "you're too pretty, no one would be able to resist" he said, lips finding your again, kissing you deeper, wanting to satisfy the part of him that had been screaming for your mouth every day until now, as if it was possible to ever calm it.

You started to blush even more, embracing him with your arms around his neck to kiss him better, and after a couple of seconds, when he let you breath and hide your face on his neck again, licking his lips and still making you bounce with the strength of his hands on your waist, moving you to his liking, his bulge perfectly touching your clit under your panties, you nodded to his past question, Wonbin did finger you, and you did feel shame, but with him, with Eunseok, you were sure you'd have let him take you right there in front of everyone and you'd have said thank you when he finished with you.

"I'm sure he fucked you, did he fuck you in his car? He doesn't look like the kind of boy who takes you to a nice room to give you what you deserve, I'm sure you couldn't even cum once with him, this sweet thing needs to be taken care of by someone who can handle it, someone like me" he whispered that to your ear, biting back his groans and making fun of you trying to hide your soft moans, adding to that the way you nodded to everything he said, he felt exhilarating, wanting to tease you even more, wondering what would happen, would you cry for him to stop? Or even better, would you cry for him to not stop?

The thought did things in him, and as a result, his thumb touched your pussy over the fabric of your panties, fumbling around it to feel how wet you were getting, making you moan louder than you expected, sensitive after being teased before but not finding the satisfaction you needed.

You supposed it was that, how Wonbin played with your pussy just hours before, you didn't think it was probably from all you went through for months, hiding the way you needed him, or how you played with yourself thinking of him behind your door, everything accumulating and being too much for you in this moment, the cathartic minute in which you finally were feeling his body against you, his aroma as close as you begged past nights, and his hands prying the place that suffered his absence the most.

"It hurts" you cried, begging for him to touch you directly with his hands. The air in the room was hotter and your untouched skin was burning. Your hips moved perfectly over him and he imagined himself making you lie on the couch to fuck you until you screamed, he was in pain too to be honest, too many nights needing you almost made him weak, but he wanted to enjoy it as much as he could, in case it was the only night he'd have the privilege of having you, to never forget you in case what you had decided for tomorrow didn't include him.

He kissed you again, he couldn't take you there, on his ugly old couch, he had to take you properly, like you should be treated, "I know baby, I know" he said, eyebrows frowning and breath hitching from getting closer to his orgasm, he had been too painfully untouched and sure you were the same, asking for each other at midnight, each of you in their own rooms, praying for the other to do something about their desire, "let's go to my room, okay? I know you can do it for me, I need to touch you more, and for you to be comfortable in every moment of it, my precious baby"

You wanted to tear up of how good he talked to you, giving and asking for compassion at the same time. For him, you had earned the right to be treated like that, to demand it from him, working hard and giving parts of you he didn't ask for and hadn't realized he needed until you came into the picture of his dull and exhausting life, making it brighter and more bearable every day you spent together.

You didn't want to move, so close of your first orgasm over his lap, but he clapped his hand over your thighs, telling you to move away from him "come on angel, I know you're a good girl, you heard me, let's go" you were a good girl, his good girl, so with the pain of your heart, and your clit, you moved out of his lap, letting him drag you by the hand to his room. The path was short, just the staircase and a couple steps to his room, but the way he was showing you his back, making you walk as fast as him to get to his bed, made your pussy throb. This was happening, really happening, and you smiled feeling content.

When both of you arrived to his room, a secret place you had never been able to set a foot in before, door always closed, you sensed the last line between you both blurring, because nothing, not even an earthquake, would make you get out of his bed tonight, you'd receive everything you had been yearning for, and you'd be grateful at the end, in case he only accepted you one time.

He kissed you again against his door, making you stand on your tip toes to meet his mouth. Your chest was touching his and you were dying for them to touch directly, without any fabric stopping your nipples from feeling his hard chest, even if he didn't train that much anymore, you had seen him come back sweating after a morning jog every sunday, waking up at 6 AM to come back with your favorite bread freshly baked.

While kissing he made you walk back to the bed, pushing you over it and taking off his shirt to then go back to his duty over you.

His mouth couldn't leave you alone, and groping everything he could with his hands and rutting his erection over your pussy, he made sure your lips, and your tongue, were focused on him.

"Please, I need more" you told him, tired of not feeling him on your skin.

He didn't answer you, two of his fingers found your clothed pussy and pressed your underwear, sensing how wet you were under his fingers, a big warm spot was formed, and he decided to not tease you anymore over it. His palm went under your panties, and if over your panties he felt you wet, now you were dripping. His hand was quickly covered on your juices immediately, making him groan, how could he tease his baby so much when she was suffering like that?

"Fuck, I’m sorry angel", two of his fingers found your hole and started to play with you, fucking you without problem because of how wet you were, and you received him like all the time, making him feel welcome with your warmth.

Your body was shaking under him, hands on his chest touching his skin, trying to grasp as much of him as you could, slightly pushing him away of how good he was working you with just with his fingers, but without the force to actually do it, it was just your body reacting to him, because you really wanted him to be closer.

"Wait-" strangled words wanted to come out of your mouth, he was so good with his hands your eyelids were fluttering and the only think you could see in the dark room, with the little light coming through his curtains, was his grin watching your pussy take his fingers, and his arm making that possible.

Two fingers became three and his hand started to fuck you more, like trying to find something inside you, fingers in and out on scissoring movements, until you started to cry louder and leak over his hand, making him feel proud of his work, "that's right baby, come on, cum all over my hand".

You had your first orgasm, making a mess on his hand and your panties, it was uncomfortable to keep wearing them, wet and sticking to you, so he took them off, making you lift your legs to take them. You didn't know if he could see you in that darkness, but he could, your pussy glistening was impossible to ignore, and the image in front of him was everything he had been dreaming of for months.

He took of your dress too, enjoying the view even more, you weren't wearing a bra, and your tits jumped in front of him, gravity making them fall a bit to each side of how big they were, so fucking hot.

His mouth went to your little buds, tongue flicking over one and grabbing the other, and exchanging the work between each of them after he thought it was enough attention to one. They were so soft under his hand, skin overflowing his grip and making him think maybe I should die here, because there was no place more comfortable than there over your beautiful chest.

"Eunseok, please don't tease me" You cried under him, you had watched him so concentrated on your chest you didn't want to distract him, but the pain on your pussy was becoming too much for you, and you were still leaking all over his grey sweatpants.

"Such a crybaby" He smiled, pulling down his sweatpants and his boxers, just enough to free his cock and put the condom he had on his nightstand, he wanted to fuck you, but he had already learnt his lesson, he wanted to take care of you for a long time, to fuck you many more times. He slapped your pretty cunt with his length, enjoying your little jolts. "Sorry, it's because you're the prettiest girl, I couldn't contain myself" he said, pushing his dick over you, simulating the way his cock was going to fuck you in just a second, you opening your legs even more without you intending to, all so he could be closer to you "I'll give you what you want, don't worry" he kissed your forehead to take your attention away from the tip of his dick sliding through your hole, but it was so long he still had you squirming under him, even with all the preparation, you felt him stretching you like no one had done before, "You're dripping all over my bed, it's because of me or him?" He asked after his cock made a wet sound when he finished pushing it into you.

"Uh?" You couldn't process his words, too lost into the sensation of his cock inside you, fucking your guts, so deed the only thing that went through your mind was fuck me, fuck me.

"Who made you like this, me or him?" He repeated his question and you realized who he was talking about, Wonbin, and even if he had fucked you, he was nowhere near Eunseok.

"You, Eunseok, just you" you cried, his hips had stopped for a second to hear your answer, and when he heard the desperation on your voice, he understood you weren't telling him just what he wanted to hear, but the truth. Your nails started to mark his back and he, because of the intensity of the moment, didn't feel it, too concentrated on the sensation of your walls accepting him so easily, something uncommon for him since his length was bigger than normal, but of course his little angel would do it without problem, you were made for him, and he had no intention of ever sharing you again.

His hips moved again, pulling as far as he could to dive all in, making your tears drop one by one of how good you were feeling, you felt high, like touching the sky, and with each trust he took you back to earth, to that room, demonstrating you how the only thing you needed to feel complete was him.

Your heart was racing, you could hear it beating on your ears, but you didn't know what was that you were hearing, his cock making you ignore anything else that wasn't him and his groans.

"Fuck, so tight, has no one been taking care of you since you came here? I'm sure your little toy doesn't compare" he asked and the rhythm of his hips increased, his cock pushing deeper with each thrust. "Were you thinking of me when you used it? Did you want me to hear it so I could go to your room and fuck you?" You shook your head, you used it because you were too horny after spending time with him, and just the image of him coming back home with his white shirt and his ruffled hair made you crazy, he always looked so stressed you had to resist the temptation of dropping to your knees to suck his cock when he told you your daily good night, your mind only repeated I'm here, please use me!, and without being able to receive anything from him, you had to rely on your toy.

You wanted to talk and tell him everything, but no coherent sound came out of your mouth, your insides were being so fucked any function in your mind had shut down, focusing only on your pussy and the pleasure he was giving you.

You couldn't talk and that frustrated you, making multiple tears fall down your cheeks, sobbing at this point. Your hands didn't want to let him go and you tried to hug him and get him closer to you, but you were crying so loud he had to stop to check on you one second, to make sure you were okay.

He looked at you worried "what's wrong baby? Am I being too much?" He caressed your cheek with his thumb and cleaned the strand of tears.

You denied, focusing all your mind into talking again "feels so good, please don't stop". He stared at you for a long time, appreciating your face and your body, trying to get all into his memory to never forget how beautiful you looked at that moment, crying for him and his cock, begging for him to not stop.

He didn't know what he would do if he couldn't fuck you again, if before he was deep into you, now he was in a place that had no escape.

You moved your body under him, trying to get the same feeling from seconds ago, making you forget everything again, making you forget who he was, who you were, and what would happen after you both finished.

"You have no idea of how much I fucking like you" you wanted to say me too when he talked, but his hips had started to work you again and you could only moan loudly when you tried to talk, so you decided to bite your lip to stop being too noisy instead. "I'm sorry baby, I know you want to be loud, but we'll get in trouble" you nodded, understanding why he said that. He put his hand over your mouth and kissed your temple while fucking you, pushing you to the same abyss he was in, needing more of your juices to make a mess over his bedsheets, to let your smell linger around him for more time.

The way he was looking at you was something you'll never be able to forget, something you had never seen before, no one, in all your life, had stared at you with such intensity, full of need and possession, like screaming mine, mine, mine, and you couldn't correct him, he was right, you were his.

Your walls clenched around him and he let your mouth free to kiss you again, his tongue had intruded into your mouth, stealing the little air you had and making you even more dizzy, mind scattered all around the room like your clothes, pushing his dick in a more erratic way, not calculating so much how and what to push, just feeling.

"I'm so close, cum with me angel, fuck" his hips were practically punching yours, making the sound of both skins clapping so dirty you felt yourself tightening just with it. You nodded, both of his arms were on each side of your head and your hands held onto them, trying to not fall wherever you felt you were about to, as if he was going to push you, with him, into some state of clarity you had never experienced before.

He did push you into something new, the orgasm was so hard you lost yourself for a second, mind becoming black and eyes rolling for a long moment, your heart and breath completely stopping and toes curling into the bed, feeling his cock throb inside you while some liquid leaked out of your used pussy.

He brought you back to reality with soft kisses. His hair was sweating over your forehead, and you felt his skin sticky against yours, but you felt complete, after so much time, you were where you should be, in his room, on his bed, with him and only him.

He let his body fall over yours, squishing you with his size, his cock was still inside you, and you didn't want him to move, he could stay like that all night if he wanted, you'd never ask him to move.

Sadly, he moved apart minutes later, when both of you had regained their breaths and your hand was caressing his broad back. He lifted himself, still between your legs, pulling his dick out of you to remove the condom, making you whimper a protest. He laughed quietly, looking down at you, such a needy baby.

He walked out of the room and you started to get doubtful, was he going to regret everything you had done? You loved every second of it, you didn't want to be apart from him ever again, but maybe... Maybe he just needed some release.

Your eyes started to get wet, you always thought you would be satisfied with one time, but you became greedy after feeling his touch, and one time would never be enough again.

He came back minutes after, you heard his steps, but you didn't turn back to him, afraid of what he would tell you.

"Angel, I brought you your tea, have some before you sleep" he touched your shoulder and made you look at him, when you did, he gave you the softest smile and moved a strand of your hair out of your face. You wanted to cry again, touched by his treatment.

You drank some of it, still fresh and cold, while he cleaned you with a wet towel between your legs, so you could sleep more comfortable.

Then, when you gave him the cup, he tossed the used towel away, and, after leaving your cup over a couple of his gardening magazines on his nightstand, he made you cover yourself under his bedsheet, lying next to you, accepting your hug into his arms and giving you a goodnight kiss on your forehead, erasing all doubts from your head, because he'd never be able to give up on his little angel again.

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[sherwees]

cuddle-fuck-later-with-a-side-dish

cw : past arguments,dubcon reaching into noncon bcs of the manipulation part of it , mentions of abuse, reader has cuts and scratches previously inflicted on their body, and just straight fucked shit.

Hendery gawked at you and your boyfriend, Eunseok as he shuffled the uno cards in his hands nearly giving himself a paper cut from his aggression.

This was meant to a friends night not a cuddle-fuck-later-with-a-side-dish night.

He didn't care before but now it was getting to his head, he never even realized he was staring too long until he met with Eunseok's glare.

“Do you have a staring problem, Kunhang?” He ended with a laugh and a punch to his shoulder, he wasn't truly irritated until you joined in with your ugly little high pitched scream-like laughter. It sounded really forced, fucking attention seeking bitch.

Eunseok only said his real name for satirical reasons, did he think that he was a joke?

Some type of fucking loser?

You both didn't even see him as a real friend anymore.

“I'm just wondering when you both would talk to me. It was meant to be a group– hangout.” He hung on the word ‘group’ a bit as his crude eyes only met your own, not that same soft brown from when you first met him only 2 years ago.

“Aye, there's no need to be low. You could even join in.” He snickered as he attempted to punch your shoulder but you flinched, fuck he was going to get you for that.

You felt relieved as there was a sudden buzzing beside you from the couch cushion, Eunseok's light brown strands slightly tickle your nose as he reaches over to grab his phone.

“Ah, babe I gotta take this.” He pecks your lip but it wasn't left with love but with hate. Then, he fleeted towards the hallway and unintentionally slammed a random door. He yelled a “sorry”, at least.

Now, you could only stare at Hendery, focused on shuffling the cards with his skilled fingers as you thought about what you did only a few minutes earlier and the future. Your arms crossed against your chest as your back seeked comfort on the couch behind you.

“Why are you so silent, _______?” His tone seemed slightly sarcastic but you brush it off as over thinking.

“I'm just.. sorry..? For everything I've done." You can't even look him in the eye. You don't even say it as a statement either, it was more of a question. You don't intentionally leave him out, he just doesn't talk and when you confront him, he just denies it and runs away.

He was very.. passing for a person.

“For all those times, you left me out in the cold for hours because of Eunseok, the times where you would put your anger all against me.. Sweetheart, why don't you ever consider my feelings?” His arms slowly wrap around your waist with a squeeze, he lays his chin on your collarbone; his breath tickling your neck. The warmth of his lap brings you comfort as you laid snug against him.

“But Eu-”

You flinch as he raises a finger to your lips then places a sudden chaste kiss, causing you to yank your head away.

“I raise a single finger and you could only flinch away from your true love..” His hand lowers to your inner thigh with a sigh, you could only melt into his touch as he raved on and on into your ear about your ‘fucked up’ relationship whilst he feverishly grinds his hot erection on the curvature of your ass.

He might be correct about your own beloved boyfriend..

All those nights that ended with glass shards either stuck in a cut, on the ground, the bruises on your waist from the times he would pound you on your kitchen counter for hours; ignoring your pleas to stop just because you burnt the peas.

“C’mon and I'll treat you right once and for all? You could trust me right?” He reassured in your ear whilst he fiddled with the waistband of his black cargo pants with a lazy smirk.

You could only whimper a weak yes until he slapped your thigh with a bite at your neck, raising your tone into a scream.

“That's more like it..” He manages to tug his pants down as he gracefully lays you down on his white rug, you could feel your jean skirt slightly bunch. A smile tugs at his lips as your hands immediately attempt to cover the nature of the cuts on your thigh. Your eyes gather with tears once more as he traces your half healed scars with his finger; some blood even caked up on his tip.

“Kunhang, stop.” You squeaked but he only continued, a smile accumulating on his face.

You felt the bile raise in your throat once he swirled a crimson heart on your thigh, the disgust urked you enough to slap his hand away. You were quick to maneuver yourself on your elbows, Hendery's expression turned stoic just as quickly once he landed a harsh slap to your face.

“How fucking dare you?” He practically spat in your face.

“You're fucking crazy, Kunhang!” You attempted to yell but it came out as scratchy, it made you seen weaker as always. Managing to stand with the support of the couch, the pain of your scabs shot down your legs.

“Now I understand why he beats your fuckin’ ass, you stubborn little slut.”

His words shot deep into your soul, you felt choked up from the harshness. Your felt the spit accumulate in your mouth, your lips quivered, you couldn't cry..

“Whatever, I'm finding Eunnie, I'll give you a moment.” You attempt to muster a mature tone even though you used his cutesy nickname but it only comes up as a weak whisper when you shove past Hendery. You heard hurried footsteps behind you but you didn't bother as you muttered all types of curses under your breath. I mean what type of friend fucking does that?

You could only wince as you felt a brute force pin your face against the cold wall, you felt the warm bump of Hendery's erection against your lower back.

“Maybe you could muster up a little nickname for me too, yknow?” He tutted, you could imagine the smirk across his face.

He reached for the button of your skirt as he shoved it off once he heard the clean pop of it as you writhed, attempting to escape.

“Sweetheart, your stubbornness is the main reason why males like him beat on ya’, listen to me and it wouldn't be a problem.” You felt him rub his leaking tip against your unexpecting hole, causing a full twitch in your lower region and you could only grip and grab behind you for his shirt for leverage.

You cried out from the sudden stretch of his girthy cock in your clenched hole, you nearly pushed him out with aid of your slick but it only made him push harder.

“So fuckin’ tight.” He huffed into your neck as his hands found refuge around your waist with a squeeze. His member pulsated and stretched your hole out with every pound, his tip constantly hit your cervix as you ached.

Your cries only sounded like a melody to him and it only brought him closer to release. He then craned his neck to leave bites and hickeys along your the supple skin as you squealed and your legs only clenched together attempting to slow his harsh thrusts. Your ears were burning in embarrassment of the sounds that emitted out of you along with the sounds of his balls clapping against your wet heat along with the slick friction of his girth in your hole. You tuned it out but it only made you realize,

Eunseok was only in the other room... finishing his said call from earlier.

Your head wildly snapped back, attempting to blink your tears away, you scream whispered: “Hendery please!” you worried your lip between your teeth. In an attempt to nudge him away with your ass, he stilled for a second; giving you a sense of relief but only for a second once he slapped the back of your thigh.

“You want me so fuckin’ bad princess, m’ close and you're gonna take it all, alright?” His rasp grunt echoed through your empty head as he set an inhumane pace that'll leave your hole sore for who knows how long, his damp bangs feathering your jaw.

You stumbled over your words as you tried to warn him but the only thing you got in return was the feeling of his warm seed infiltrating your hole and the sound of a door opening.

part 2

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[snoopyana]

one day.

the prequel.

“who’s truly to blame when it all came crashing down?”

so gone, over them. you had cut all contact, because truthfully it had left you in a state of despair. falling victim to such a cruel scenario. but who’s fault is that? it had taken you so long to even start to recover, and it took him five words to get through to you.

song eunseok or park wonbin??

smut, angsty, inner monologue(it’s just me)

i got carried away with the colors, forgive me.

you wanted to be able to say it didn’t affect your life, but it did. he changed your life. and you were still struggling to accept it. finding yourself getting jumpy at the mere thought of him. of them. some part of you had hope that he’d come back and apologize. but something deep down told you to just forget it. forget the one night that left you undeniably scarred.

but who exactly did you want to see?

eunseok or wonbin.

whilst unpacking groceries, the silence consumed your mind as your hands gripped onto a few boxes. you had thrown some of his favorites into your cart subconsciously. placing them in the back of the pantry, you continued to unload the products. it was late, around 10PM. opting to do late night runs to avoid the crowds. and to lower the chances of seeing him. it seemed like after it all happened, he was everywhere.

no, they were everywhere.

as you placed items into your fridge, a knock rang through the apartment. no one was supposed to swing by. who would swing by at this time? placing whatever you had in your hands onto the counter, you made way to the door. cracking it open just enough to see who was there, assuming they were at the wrong door.

“hello?” you spoke through the crack, looking up to meet his gaze and in that moment — it was almost as if the world stopped spinning. was he really at your door? what did he possibly want from you? there was silence, a ringing in your ears as you held your breath. staring at his face. a face that you desperately tried to forget, but couldn’t.

“can i come in?” he spoke in a whisper, your grip on the door left your knuckles a faint white, letting his words float around your mind. “no.” a no so shaky that it could compete with a 7.9 earthquake, and win. your face also being so hot, steam was practically coming from your cheeks.

nodding his head, he took a moment before speaking, again in a whisper — not wanting anyone to hear. “i’m so sorry for showing up out of the blue,” giving you time to process his words before continuing, “i just felt like we’ve pushed this whole thing off for far too long.” it made you mad that he was right. you hadn’t spoken to anyone since then and it’s been doing more harm than good. eating you alive every second of the day.

and he knew that.

“no we don’t. there’s nothing to talk about .” lies flowed from your lips. come on now, really? you had nothing to say to him? eyes fixated on the ground beneath you. you hadn’t even spoke to sungchan, shotaro, anton, the fucking list goes on. but they probably know what happened by now. wonbin was always one to talk about what happened in your relationship..

he searched for his words, his usual chill demeanor being replaced with one of guilt. guilt overcoming his sense as he tried to put together the reason he was here without sounding like a complete loser.

he was there to beg for forgiveness.

staring down at you, the male took in a shaky breath. “i don’t have all day.” lifting your head, eyes scanning his face, he finally spoke. “i’m gonna be honest with you, i was gonna say it was all my fault, but we need to stop lying to ourselves.” he stopped, conjuring up his next set of words , “everyone took advantage of the situation. and you just couldn’t control yourself.” as he spoke, he thought about what happened that night. but all you could think about was how he’s attempting to blame you for your misfortune. yeah, you knew what had happened was wrong. but you weren’t in the right state of mind. and he knew that.

five months prior.

“this is your fault by the way. should have gone home.” eunseok spoke while standing along side a wide-eyed wonbin. he was crying. you had never seen him cry before. watching as he sniffed, tears rolling down his reddened cheeks. your eyes drifted away from his face, and down to his clutched fists.

was this really happening?

your mouth was dry, hands clammy as they rested on your sides. the silence was fucking sickening. “hurry up, we’re going home.” was all he said, slamming the vehicles door shut. in that moment you realized just how bad it was looking for you. reaching for your pants, talking could be heard through the door. just loud enough for your ears to catch onto some of the conversation.

“why didn’t you just take her home”

“what can i say? golden opportunity”

“golden opportunity? oh my god. you’re fucking insufferable.”

“she’ll get over it.”

you in fact, did not get over it. actually, you did the opposite. wonbin breaking it off and you seeking pure isolation. it was a turning point in your life.

and you were now a rock stuck in a hard place. standing in your doorway, fighting back tears as you took in his face. but who was he?

oh, it was eunseok. didn’t i mention that? wasn’t it obvious?

wonbin wasn’t the one who used you to get off in the back of his car, now did he? wonbin wasn’t the one who used your fragile state of mind to get you to trust him, now did he? it was all eunseok.

and it was now eunseok who was staring down at you, waiting for an answer. only a minute or two of silence had passed, but you were quick to spiral. shallow breathing quickly morphed into staggered gasp for air. “I couldn’t control myself?” even while ‘apologizing’, he still found a way to blame you. he managed to still be an asshole. what’s next?

is he gonna try and find a way to be a hero again?

“yeah, you should have chased after him or something.” he rocked on his heels as he spoke. hands stuffed into his pockets, eyes wandering around. is he serious? how can he take something so important and make it seem like it’s nothing?“you would probably let it happen again. but i wouldn’t be the one to do it, because i care for you. you know that, right?” and here we go again.

it was bound to happen. it started with tears running down your face at his words, specifically his little ‘because i care for you.’ stumbling back into your home and he’d followed. hugging your body, holding you tight. maybe a little squeeze to reassure you that he’s here for you. rubbing circles on your back, moving small pieces of hair that clung to your face. using the back of his hand to wipe. away. any. tears.

sound familiar?

because it should. who knew he’d be one to reuse his tactics so soon. leading you into your own living room to sit down and most importantly — calm down. but there were no others to surround you now. it was just him. sinking into your couch, pitying yourself for breaking down so easily. again. his hand oh so gently rubbing the skin on your leg. but you couldn’t find it in yourself to tell him to stop. maybe because you didn’t want him to. wow, but who am i to judge?

it was silent. it was almost always silent when it came to eunseok. but his silence said so much while saying absolutely nothing at all. but everyone has to break their silence every once and awhile.

“do you forgive me?” well? do you? don’t be scared, tell the truth. because it determines how this ends. say no and he might go home. say no and he might try and persuade you into a yes. say yes and he might laugh at you for being so forgiving. say yes and he might leave satisfied. say maybe? we don’t know what might happen if you say maybe.

try it.

“maybe, i’m not sure.” bingo. you got him. his hand came to a stop, digesting your words. “maybe?” your eyes drifted towards his direction, meeting his gaze. confusion written all over his face.

“you lost a lot of my trust back then, so yeah. maybe.” his hand came up to wipe your face, but you were quick to swat it off — using your own palm at an attempt to comfort yourself. but his felt better.

“and i’m here to try and get it back if you let me.” if you let him. as your mind processed his sentence, guard down, he was quick to jump at the opportunity.

another golden opportunity.

eunseok wanted that maybe to be a yes. and it would be, with a little gentle touching. a few more sweet words, maybe a kiss here and there. gently gripping onto your jaw, his hand on your leg tightening around the flesh. forcing eye contact, his lips mere inches from yours. he waited for resistance, any sign of backing out. but you didn’t give him a single reason to pull away. it’s pathetic really. weren’t you just crying a moment ago?

eunseok was quick with it, his lips clashing with yours — letting his weight slightly fall onto you. basically pinning your body against the arm rest and the cushions. your throw blanket slipping onto the floor with the sudden movements. shivers darting up your spine when his fairly warm hand, that was situated on your jaw makes its way under your shirt. slipping over your cold stomach. in response to the sensation, your muscles tensed and your hands were quick to grab onto his wrist. in response, eunseok pulled away.

“too much already? bet you would have killed for this the first time around.” he couldn’t go more than ten minutes without making another snarky remark. but who were you to complain? pushed against your own furniture by a guy you had sworn to stay away from. a small slap on your stomach made you come back to. “asked you a question, i know you aren’t that dumb and can answer for me.” shaking your head, your hands slowly returned back to your sides, now focused on keeping your body up.

his hands continued to venture your body — something they couldn’t do months ago. leaving small kisses on your neck and any other exposed skin. god, this felt so wrong. but this time it was for a different reason. biting back any and every moan or whine that threatened to slip past your lips.

“can i take these off pretty?” the way he switched from so mean to so sweet was sickening. oh but you loved it. “yeah..” was all you could muster up. raising your hips, eunseoks’ fingers tugged at the waistband of your shorts, slipping them off your legs and onto the floor. adjusting his position, one leg planted on the floor, the other sinking into the couch — the male hovered over you. his hair fell into your hair as he looked — no, stared — at your panties. a small wet patch already present. his fingers dragging along your clothed clit. hands clinging onto his shirt for dear life. it wasn’t much, but it was enough.

slipping the fabric to the side, he slowly pushed his middle and index into your hole. the thickness of his fingers combined with the small circles he traced onto your stomach was mind altering to say the least. not once did he look at your face while he worked his way inside. halting his movements — just long enough to give you time to adjust. one of your now horribly shaky hands made its way to his face, moving the hair that blocked his eyes, only to be greeted by a half assed smile and heavy eyes.

“you wanna see me so bad. what happened to not even being able to look me in the eyes?” he cooed at you, whilst his fingers sped up. ramming into you at a brutal pace, a choked up moan escaping from your throat. curling his digits to hit that spot just right. tears blurring your vision, the pleasure too much to handle.

you were so close already, but it’s barely been 3 minutes.

wrapping your arms around his neck to push him down, lips aligned with his ear. “ ‘m gonna cum. slow down..” all he did was laugh and to your dismay — the fucker only got quicker. “go ahead, let it out. this is to make up for what i didn’t give you last time.”

the filthiest, guttural moan filled the air as you came. gripping around his fingers, hands clenched in his hair.

“is that maybe, a yes now?”

note- yeah i just dropped a pt.2 outta no where. why? because i got the motivation to be active. hope it didn’t disappoint. maybe. maybe. maybe.

#luvyujun #song eunseok #riize eunseok #eunseok #riize wonbin #wonbin #park wonbin #riize scenarios #riize imagines #riize hard thoughts #riize smut #riize angst #riize drabbles

[moonriizee]

If they Knew- Song Eunseok

Enemy!Eunseok × inexperienced!fem!reader

Eunseok and you are rivals, hate each other's guts, but when the project you were supposed to do ends up making you two fight- things turn...steamy.

Warnings - Degradation, Eunseok's honestly mean asf (a red flag even 💀), oral ! (fem and male receiving), Fingering, use of nickname "princess", cursing. MDNI

A/N : @wontonstaro here it is 🦭🦭

Please no, please no, there were only 3 people left now, please let your professor pair you with the person whose name was called seconds now, or even let Eunseok be with that guy- you wouldn't mind being paired with the dumbest boy in your class, anyone, as long as it wasn't Eunseok.

And God must love you so much, he must really do, because at last, you were paired with the "love" of your life: Eunseok.

You saw him look at you with a disgusted face and you didn't let it go so easily, eyeing him meanly as well. The class finally ended and you decided to go upto his desk to, well, discuss the project but just as you began approaching him, he started leaving his seat. You could've swore he saw you coming to him but he chose to walk away anyways.

"This bitch," you thought to yourself before having to chase after him into the hallways. "Hey, Eunseok," you called out, he looked back, ignoring your presence and not stopping. "Oh for fucks sake," you gave up then, thinking he'll come by eventually.

-

You were stressed by now, there was only 2 weeks left, and Eunseok still kept ignoring you, the dude even blocked you on his socials, so you couldn't contact him. You had so much to complete, you couldn't let all of it pile up, no way in hell- and no way in earth would the project get finished this quickly.

The bell finally rang, ending the class, you peeked over to his desk, one of his friends talking to him. You finally had enough, and decided to go over to him and even yell at him if necessary.

"Eunseok, listen here, today, we are discussing the damn project, and you're not running away, is that understood?" You spoke cockily, not wanting him to take you as a joke- even if he already did.

"Alright? Whose place?" He smirked leaning back in his desk, ever-calm. You scoffed, angered at his extremely chill behaviour.

-

"Okay, so why are you rushing this-god-there's still so much time left?" He said, taking a seat on the chair of your dining table. "So much time? We barely have 2 weeks? And I have other shit to be done as well okay?" You justified.

"Okay, okay, don't get so angry now, let's just do this alright?" Famous words, really famous. For just 15 minutes after this, you somehow managed to make him angry-you managed to make a literally stone mad. You have no idea but that wasn't a problem right now.

"You know, this! This is why I don't like you! You always try to show that you're better than everyone else!" He ran his hand through his hair. "And so what? You think I like you? You think anyone likes you? Do you honestly think that ignoring people and their opinions so rudely can get you friends?" You scoffed.

"Really? You're the one saying that? Have you looked at yourself? You're literally a lonely loser, haven't you realised? You're always alone, yet you act so freaking cocky, thinking you own the world or some shit," he got up, walking over to the couch. You paused, before retaliating, thinking of what he just said.

Why does he care if you're lonely? When do you ever act cocky? What world does he even live in?

"Okay, I'm so confused, what do you mean I act cocky? And why should you care if I don't have friends?" You raised a brow following him to your own couch.

"Oh my god, do I have to spell it out for your dumb ass?" He turned around in anger, grabbing your shoulders- yet not roughly. "The way you always have that smug look when only you know the answer to the question and raised your hand, or the way you purposely bring in another person's opinion in your own only to refute against it, you're honestly annoying."

You felt hurt, was it wrong to feel a little pride when you knew the answer? Was it bad to want to talk about others opinions- you only followed what your teacher asked, why was that wrong?

"Do you really think that?" You almost felt as if your heart could drop any moment, being liked by your teachers, relatives and peers was all you wanted- the only reason you ever acted confident was because you wanted to seem smart so people would like you- but you now realised that wasn't true at all.

"Yea I do fucking think that, what crying now are we? Ever think about what others feel when you make them seem dumb?" Eunseok's face came closer to yours, his attitude snapping you back into anger. But it also made you remember the one time, you said something along the lines of, "But sir, isn't that not exactly right? I mean of course from one interpretation it could be but..." You hadn't realised the way you completely ignored the way how passionate Eunseok had been while he presented his opinion, even if it was flawed. Maybe you were an ass- but that didn't give him the right to treat you like he did.

That certainly didn't give him the right to look so hot just as he was centimetres away from you. It did not give him the privilege of trapping you between his body and the couch's armrest, it did not give him the right to look at you with those eyes that screamed just one thing.

"Well if you honestly think that..." You took a pause, taking a second to analyse the satisfied look on his face as he thought he was going to get an apology. "....Then shut up." You saw the way his face contorted into a scoff, his mouth mumbling an "unbelievable".

But, he looked back at you, with a smirk, "Oh yeah, then make me." His hands came down to the curve of your waist, leaving your shoulders, and his eyes travelled to the red of your lips.

Brazenly, you decided to bring your hand to the skin of his cheek, grazing his face with your fingers. "You can't talk if you're dead, darling."

He smiled pulling you closer- as if that was even possible. You could feel a bulge pressing against you, your body covered in goosebumps. "Dead after you take my breath away from this?" Before you could ask what "this" was, or what he meant, his lips were on yours, your eyes wide open due to the momentary shock, still, you decided, to melt into the kiss, bringing your palms to his neck and letting him pick you up and sit on the couch.

Your legs straddled him, his hands working his way up your shirt- getting rid of the bra within seconds as he unbuttoned the red flannel. He didn't break the kiss- not even for a second, you however, pulled yourself off of him, tugging at his hoodie.

"See, even now," he pulled his sweatshirt over him tossing it to the side, "You broke the kiss, you wanna be the first in everything right?" He pulled you towards him, kissing you again, but roughly this time, biting your lower lip. He removed his lips from yours and bent towards your jaw, leaving a trail of kisses as he sucked on the skin of your neck-making you exhale a moan.

And you could swear you felt him smirk against you as moved down to your collarbones, definitely leaving some marks- oh god did he know what he was doing. Even if you didn't.

Experimentally, you decided to grind against him, his bulge specifically- to which he couldn't help but groan. "See, there you go, trying to prove you can do it better," he suddenly laid you down, hovering over you. "You're wrong though, just wait darling, you're gonna be screaming in no time." Just the first contact of his tongue against your perked nipple had you weak, the pleasure travelling right down to your heat-that was probably wet as fuck by now.

He took care to make sure his one hand was kneading the other breast that wasn't being devoured by his lips. By now, you were definitely moaning, a weak "E-Eunseok," leaving your mouth as he sucked on your areola.

"Ah so that's how you are huh? You act all tough, but really, you're just a baby who wants to be loved, is that right?" He cooed, faking a pout before kissing you again.

It's very safe to say, that your project was ignored for the rest of the night.

-

You were able to finish your work, by the grace of god. But your sessions weren't complete without his hand resting on your upper thighs as you shared your opinions, or his fingers bringing yours to the waistband of his sweatpants.

Eventually, after the whole project you made it a regular thing, whenever you or he felt stressed you'd makeout and do a little something more but never further than that, until one night...

"It really makes sense why you always wear those fucking oversized hoodies, always hiding these right? Why do you save all of this for me? Do you care about me that much? Aww," he cooed you, flicking your nipple as he kissed your collarbone. "Just shut up and put that mouth to a good use yea?" You let his hands hold onto your breast to let him suck onto it- indeed putting his mouth into use. But, just a second later, he pulled away.

"Wait, let's do something else tonight, I'm tired of just sucking on to these or you giving me a hand job." He laid you onto his bed, your head snuggling into the pillows that carried his scent-you could be entranced but you rose up, supporting yourself on your elbows.

Just as Eunseok, was reaching to the drawer on his bedside, you stopped him, saying, "Eunseok- just- just wait- I..." You paused, unaware how to really say this. "I haven't really done this..." a meek voice left your throat, insecurity pooling in you.

Something flipped in him, and he could swear his dick grew harder, this is was one of his kinks, after all. "I couldn't hear you speak louder." He said, even if he heard you loud and clear.

"I haven't done-" "Look at me when you talk to me," he brought his face towards yours, dominance flowing in him. "I haven't done this before." You finally said looking into his eyes.

"That wasn't so hard now, was it?" He smirked. "And I thought you knew everything, guess you aren't so smart now, huh?" Oh you would do everything to wipe that look of his face but the way swiftly got rid of your pants and your underwear at the same time had you unresponsive.

"Ah, gosh, look at that needy pussy, already so wet huh?" He spread your legs, looking at it. "Stop looking," you got shy and tried closing them but of course, he pushed them apart again. "Pretty things deserve to be looked at," that was the first and perhaps the only nice thing he ever said to you, he bent down plancing soft kisses against your inner thigh, inching towards your core.

This was the only time he was slow with it, making sure not to hurt you as he tenderly licked your clit and softly sucked on it, letting you moan his name. He then got his fingers near, saying, "Just hold onto my other hand okay, it might hurt you a little." He thrusted his slender finger so softly, as you grabbed onto his hand.

"Don't clench, it's okay, I know it hurts, but you don't have to be uncomfortable, it's alright,"

He then added a second finger, but when you moaned his name, his sweetness vanished. "Yeah, right, you're just a slut," his movements turned quicker, inching you closer and closer, he brought his mouth closer too, sucking to bring you even closer to your orgasm.

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"You think I like Eunseok?" You laughed, playfully hitting Sungchan's shoulder. "I would like anyone but him, I can't believe you'd ever think that!"

"No, I mean the way you look at him," Sungchan wiggled his eyebrows. "You think that look of hate is the look of love? Oh Sungchan you're-you're seriously clueless." You laughed again. "Then what's the look of love, the way you look at me?" "Allow me a second to hide my blush," you smiled at him, before the two of you started snickering together.

Eunseok rolled his eyes as he watched you laughing and talking with him, but more so at the fact that you made it seem you wouldn't ever let him have you- as if you weren't the same girl who was begging him to fuck you as he edged you with just his fingers.

"Why are you crying like that? Sluts like you only get this much, why don't you ask Sungchan to fuck you huh?" He asked, as you sat on his lap, legs spread as you sat naked, your back pressed against his chest. "Ge kissed your tear stained cheeks from behind you, before biting on your neck.

"I guess I should leave some marks even higher so you can't hide them right? Let them know you let people ruin you? Right? Isn't that what you want?" He rubbed your clit faster, only to remove his fingers just as you were starting the heat to build up.

"That's it get on your knees," you followed his command getting on the floor. He removed his jeans and boxers, letting his dick hit his stomach because of how hard and long it was.

"Suck."

You weren't sure what you had to do, so you began by kissing the tip, slowly licking the rest of it, you were definitely overwhelmed by the size- you knew you would choke even before you could take half of it bit despite that, you opened your mouth, making sure to be careful of your teeth. Slowly moving your mouth up and down his length. You already felt tired but of course didn't want to show it.

"Oh for fucks sake, is that all you can do?" He sighed, grabbing your hair into a makeshift ponytail as he began fucking into your mouth, not caring for the way your tears ran down face.

"You really talk so much all the time, always running that mouth of yours, but can't put it to any good use huh? I thought if you talked so much, you could at least do something, guess not." He said before grabbing his phone.

"Look at you, stuffed with a dick in your mouth, that you can't even properly suck, your face is completely ruined with those crocodile tears, I know you can take it so stop crying bitch," he took a pause, cruelly laughing at you.

"People would be so shocked if they see you like this, the girl who's always so fucking cocky, stuffed with cock." He laughed as he snapped a picture and took a hold of a bunch of your hair and bullied his dick into your mouth.

#riize #kpop #riize eunseok #eunseok #eunseok smut #riize smut #song eunseok #kpop smut

[woneuntonzz]

competitive academic rival!eunseok x overachiever, afab!reader

“ started with a spark,¹ now we're on fire.² ” ; (2/2)

warning/s: cussing, violent thoughts

content: songfic, enemies to lovers, academic rivals, fluff, incy-wincy bit of angst, very lovey-dovey i'm actually attached, mention of other idol names for world building !!

wc: 7.4k!!

⋆⭒°｡⋆ i feel like we've made it pretty far, now we're stargazing ☄️ ; inspired by The Neighbourhood's Stargazing 🎶

It was a joke when Yunjin said Eunseok might take her place as your one and only best friend, but you figured there might be a slight truth to it. It wasn't that you'd dismiss Yunjin entirely, it's just that overtime, one instance of being project partners will become a sort of regimen for the two of you, him trailing behind you, calling out, “Partner, wait up!” as you walk to wherever you're headed. 

You would still exchange playful banters —some not sounding very playful at all— and would still contest each other during class recitations, but it was all fair and square, unlike before where it'd be blood, sweat and tears, not in a literal sense of course. 

“You should write this part. You're great at expressing your opinion.” This time, you two partnered up for statement writing —that supposedly was for a group of three.

“You really think so?” you tilted your head at him, jestful taunting hinted in your voice.

“Yeah. You're beautiful.” 

You knew he wasn't finished speaking, but a part of you wished it had ended there.

“—your narrative I mean. If there's anything I'd like to correct, I'd say you take a little too long to get to the point, but overall your writing is great.” you nod, flailing away the lost hope in your eyes.

It's been three months since you've grown to treat each other like a friend. It was something your past selves would've never foreseen, like a switch had been accidentally turned on. 

You wouldn't change a thing, though. Even if everything was only by chance, you wish it would stay till after highschool graduation, or, till all of your senses died out —till you were sure there was no way of seeing or hearing him ever again. 

The thought was so unhinged for you at first, but denying is for underdogs, and you were no loser. 

Considering the time you've spent with him, a big part of the blame is on him. Well how could you not blame him? when your conversations were at its tamest, he would resort to saying things that made you think more than when your history teacher would throw around riddles for you to figure out what he was trying to teach. 

“You really like green? that's kind of gross.” you scoffed at his comment after he'd observe that most of the things you owned were of your favorite color.

You hold up your phone, showing the back of your fern-colored phone case. “It's fern. Maybe you're thinking about a gross shade of green —why does it matter to you anyways?”

“I just thought you'd like a different type of color, like blue.” he slightly shrugged, his eyes wandering to the keychain dangling at your bag's zipper.

“I like blue, but I see it all the time, everywhere, so my eyes are kind of tired of it at this point.” you gave him an innocent smile, one that would soon falter when he replied,

“You see me all the time, I hope you like me too.”

What kind of idiot says that? —you were determined not to emit much of a reaction, you feared it might be too much for the both of you, and that he might be just that friendly with those he considered friends. Of course I like you. —you weren't sure though, if it was only harmless feelings you'd have for a best friend, or if it was this almost electric sensation that made everything else around you fade away from the void of your mind as you isolate yourself with the thought of him. 

After two weeks of somewhat careful reflecting, you realized that it was the latter. 

He'd accept his feelings around the same time you did, but he most certainly caught it first. He'd tell himself that you never minded his incidental wording, not realizing just how bad he was at reading people. He just wouldn't catch the way your eyes would linger from where they last situated after he spoke because he was too afraid to look at you long enough to catch your reaction. 

You were both so convinced that you did such a great job of hiding from each other, but the people around you could say otherwise. 

Eunseok would start biting the inside of his cheek when Shotaro told him, “You know what you two remind me of? like a very, painfully slow basketball game.”

“Come again?” his friend laughs at him, poking fun at the confusion plastered on his face.

“She likes you too, I mean, why else would she stick around you and always be your partner?” The idea made him bite into his bottom lip, reminiscing about the way things used to be before the near fallout —the essay incident. 

She's a people pleaser —but he couldn't just say that, and he knew you struggled with it too, he just wouldn't figure out why just yet. “She just finds it hard to say no to anyone.”

“Okay, partner.” Shotaro's teasing had him shaking his head.

It was something he wanted to help you with, saying no, taking care of yourself first. You kept giving and giving, it was something he never understood about you when he knew it's normal to be tired, angry, sad, and it's most certainly normal to refuse to save yourself from the anguish.

With you, he chose to be careful. He wanted you to be comfortable with him, to be ready when you finally him why you would always say yes to everyone, why you were so stubborn and so willing to give so much of your time and energy for the benefit of someone else who wouldn't even bat an eye if you got hit by a speeding truck.

It pained him to see you fake your keenness whenever Yuri, Ahra, or some other piece of shit chased after you in the hallway. They'd never directly say it, but they were basically asking you for their grades, all while you had to make sure yours were better than last quarter's results.

If you weren't taking care of yourself, he would, as much as his courage allowed him to.

The end of the school year was just right around the corner, you were busy all month preparing, elections for next year's student council were being held before the end of the year.

Eunseok was already a part of the student council, he was a public information officer, a very recognized one at that, but this time he was running for president. 

He wanted you to run alongside him, as his vice president, but you were afraid that it was way beyond your limits. You have been a part of the student council before, the year he transferred in your school, you were a peace officer, but that's the farthest you've gone. You've lost elections the next year, and the current year, you lost the public information officer position to him.

Still, he was able to encourage you to run for secretary. And like he promised —though not verbally— he helped you throughout everything.

“I haven't gotten much sleep last night, sorry for drooling on your sleeve.” you lazily tried to wipe off the wet stain on his forearm that you had accidentally napped on whilst he explained something about initiatives, you couldn't quite recall.

He had actually stopped speaking when he saw the way you tried to fight your drowsiness. He felt bad for almost laughing, but the way your eyelids would shut itself and you forcing them open only to fail seconds later, he thought it was adorable. 

“It's okay.” he moved his forearm, it was a signal to tell you to lie your head on it again. “You can rest.”

Your mind was still a bit hazy. You wiped your eyes and you would keep doing so, progressively becoming more forceful until he stopped you by taking ahold of your wrist. “Hey, stop, your eyes will hurt.”

He looked at them. He could almost feel your exhaustion, but even through it he could only see how lovely the color in your eyes were. 

“Sorry, I was just up all night doing…” What did you do? oh, right,

“Someone else's work? don't be sorry. Give yourself a break, please.” you would lock eyes with him when he said please, his voice was pure silk, gliding through the very cracks of your soul, it almost made your eyes brim with tears. 

The elections would roll around. You two would be inseparable by then, leading people to think you were running for vice president since he was with you more than he was with the actual running vice of your partylist. Even then, if they were being honest, they'd vote for the two of you. The pair of you were like a premium package in the market, two perfectly flawed individuals promoting your ambitions to the whole school. 

Your confidence flourished like never before, and the stutter you always had when speaking, you were way past it. You received so much support and encouragement, not only from him, but also from your best friend Yunjin who ran for vice president and other candidates in your partylist. 

You were happy with how everything was turning out, and so was he. He was confident you'd get the spot, not even caring any longer if he lost. He just wanted to see you succeed in something you've worked so hard to achieve for so long. 

“I hope I get it this time. I've been beating myself up for not having enough confidence to get myself into bigger opportunities.” he heard you say to Yunjin when you were all getting ready to go home. 

He didn't need to say anything because your friend was already there to assure you, but his stare was enough to tell you that he cared. He wanted you to know that he believed in you, more than you believe in yourself.

The sequel to your odyssey wouldn't be announced till the next school year began, but until then, you two would keep contact. It would start off with him popping up in your notifications with a little, hey how r u —which would shortly be followed by, it's eunseok btw.

yeah ik it's u —you laughed quietly to yourself, legs against your chest as you got comfy on your living room sofa. i alr have u saved in my contacts.

he would immediately reply, oh right

—lmao

You would subconsciously pucker your lips as you typed, whats up?  

the sky? —you physically cringed at his reply, funny for being so unfunny.

bro? 😭

bro…

idk it's been two weeks

since school ended?

yeah

and it'll only take like less than a month till we're back

but suffering is for the weak 💪

right 💪

kinda miss it too

props to u for missing school ig

i meant to say you

lmao

It was normal to say things like that to your friends, you and Yunjin say it to each other when you reunite after a considerably long time of not seeing each other, so, this must be… normal, right?

that's oddly sweet of u

hbu?

same

it's not the same w/o ur annoying ass

annoying or not

i know u love my ass

eww????

Maybe not his ass. 

You two would go on with your little convos every other day, that would soon turn into everyday, to every other hour, into phone calls.

would it be weird if i asked to call rn

why

u wanna?

yea

feeling lazy to type jus saying

call me then

You thought maybe you sounded too sure of yourself than you actually were, cause when he called, you fumbled, trying to fix yourself before you answered —it was pointless since it was an audio call and he won't even be able to see the pillow lining marked on your face from laying down for so long as you chatted with him. 

He also had no reason to feel lazy at all, in fact the only activity he'd been up to is on his phone, talking to you. He just wanted to hear from you again, because at that point you two still had sixteen days left before you got to see each other again.

“Y/n” he spoke as soon as you picked up.

“Eunseok.” you said back, imitating his tone. 

“The voting results are out, I'm looking at it right now, on my laptop.” you could almost hear him gulp before he spoke again. “We got it.”

You yelped, but rushed to cover your mouth. “Shit, is that for real?”

“Yep. It's for real alright.” his smile was wide, like the one he wore when you finally accepted his offer to be his project partner.

“Oh my fucking —thank you Seok. I love you, I love you guys so much, holy shit.” his eyes were wide open as he listened to your celebratory exclamations. 

You loved him? He knew it was your utter excitement speaking, but deep down he just wished he could hear it again, just those three precious words.

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Time flew by, but not like how it usually would. This time it actually seemed to be a little slower. Maybe it was because you spent the majority of your break talking to him, which you didn't even think was possible. What was even there for the two of you to talk about outside of school? you two had never gone below surface level conversations, then suddenly he was approaching you in school all smiley while holding a cup of iced coffee?

“Drink up Sleepy, my favorite dwarf.” he sounded so sweet, but it was a tease. 

Suddenly your height became a topic of discussion, comparing you to one of Snow White's seven dwarfs, and he'd pinpoint the one who was most like you. Sleepy, always sleepy —and also pretty small. You weren't even that small, he was just a bit —no, he was a total tease. You'd mention it was your dad's genes, then it would turn into you telling him that you and your dad weren't really close at all. 

It was a drastic shift, but he learned to appreciate the trust you've granted him by telling him those things, and he would find out about the emotional neglect that went unnoticed by you yourself. 

You carefully took the cup from his hand, and with a smile you said, “Thank you, Seok.”

If back then he hid his emotions from you and everyone else, now he had his smile on full display, facing its very cause, you. He had learned how to read you now, and he knew he was getting somewhere when your voice had started to soften at certain times. Your voice that was usually dominant, almost sounding demanding in a way, he would be one of the few who would hear it completely disappear, and taking its place would be a sound he could only describe as his sweetest dreams.

Hearing you speak again in face to face for the first time after a while felt unreal almost, he felt ecstatic from your voice alone, so much so that he almost forgot that he was to be announced as student council president that day.

During orientation, you would be declared as student council secretary, and he's the president —the president who stood next to you instead of his designated place, next to the vice president. Yunjin stood where he was supposed to be, you noticed and whispered to him, “Hey, go back to your position.” but he'd just chuckle at your furrowed eyebrows. “Seok?”

His gaze was fixated on you, and it was like the whole world stopped for the two of you. “Hmm?”

“Congratulations, and, thank you. I really owe you one.” he chuckled again, and all you could see was him. 

“You don't owe me anything, but thank you for trusting me, congrats Sleepy.” his smile caused your mind to almost lose itself, eyes wandering down to the glint on his lips. 

Suddenly you wondered if they would feel as soft as the words he had spoken to you. You were ashamed that you would think that about your best friend, but he was thinking the same thing, eyes fixated on your velvet lips.

Nothing would come out of it, for fact, it would be as if nothing ever happened. But you both knew, the way you looked at each other was different. Heck, you could never even spare anyone else a second of eye contact. At that point, you two knew each other well enough, as opponents, and eventually as close friends. Now he just had to figure out how to know you as his lover. 

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The two of you would be busy as ever and being together in those situations served as a perk, for even with the urge to just throw away your paperwork and drop out of school, you were able to continue with each other's motivation, each other's smiles, each other's voices.

—each other's touch. “Are your hands okay?” 

He eyed your fingers that had green guard bandages on them. You've been writing a lot, not only for being a secretary, but also for the ridiculous amount of school work you had piled up and had to finish before the end of the week. 

He was hesitant, but you kept yourself busy and it gave him a push to just go for it. Moments later, your writing would be interrupted as a hand reached out for yours. 

“Rest for a while. We have plenty of time before the next period.” was all he said as he enclosed your hand in his grasp. 

His touch felt warm, relieving you of the pain and the pressure everything's been giving you lately. When he moved his thumb against your skin, you just wanted to drag him with you and run away from everything and everyone. 

Realization would only hit you when from a distance, you saw a few of your classmates looking at the two of you, then whispering to each other. 

“Hey Y/n, I hope you're not too busy—”

“What?” Ahra had approached again, but this time Eunseok answered for you.

“Oh, I just needed help with the gen bio activity.” she eyed your linked hands.

“Right, just give me your paper, I'll sort it out for you.” Ahra handed you her activity sheet, but it was Eunseok who'd snatch it from her hand and retort,

“You people can't do anything for yourselves? Jesus.” he had an ill-tempered glare that he kept on the paper he held, but he gave your hand a gentle squeeze. “If you need it so badly, I'll do It. Fifty bucks.”

“But I don't have fifty bucks on me right n—”

“Then go find someone else to pester.” he says as he hands Ahra's paper back to her. 

Ahra takes it and walks away in shame, and spite. Why did he have to be there to ruin everything?

You were worried Ahra would be up to speaking ill of you to others like past classmates have done to you before, but he reassured you.

“They don't have to matter, besides, you're not obligated to take responsibility for their own.” just think about you and I —he finishes his words in his mind, not afraid to admit, but afraid to say it. 

Even if he didn't say it, you were already thinking it. Because why would anything else matter when you had him and he had you. The summit of your dreams used to be these superficial things, and now it would be a future, a future of a better life, living off of pure contentment and bliss. A future together.

It would all remain unsaid, but you could feel it with each other. 

Through him, you would learn to say no without much thought of the consequences all you had to think about is his fond eyes greeting you once you've successfully overcome your struggles. 

And through you, he learned to be more open and considerate. He would finally see things from others' perspectives, helping him understand what he needed to do as the president of the student council, and as your… 

Well, what was he to you? What were you to each other?

The label would be unclear to everyone, and to you both, but you were sure that you had something. You shared the same feelings and the same longing whenever your time with each other was cut short.

It was almost as if your only reason to go to keep attending school was to see each other and be with each other. It was easier to stick around with one another since you were both major parts of the student council, so when people asked if you two had a thing, there was only one answer.

“Well, we run the student council.” and apparently you ran in each other's minds too. 

sleepy  

don't force yourself to go to school tmrw ok?

but there's literally a presentation

and?

if u present with a stuffy nose and phlegm in your throat would that be any better?

no…

good

u better rest and not tire urself with ANYTHING else

oki

thanks seok :>

miss u alr lol  

u know i miss u more

it's so hard to bear with these ppl without u around

see? this is why i need to go to school...

hell no

get ur ass some rest

i'll see u when u feel better <33

It was usually you who would be too sick to go to school, and he quickly picked up on your routine of going to school with allergies that'll turn into a fever by the end of the day, and you would be out of school for a day or two, and he'd always make sure to check in on you through messages or calls.

Soon enough though, he'd show up outside your house. It was a risky move, but he was always lucky enough that your parents weren't around to see him. 

“You're really outside my house? Are you crazy?” you sneezed into your phone right after you spoke.

You heard his sweet chuckle from the other line. “Yeah, cutie. I have something for you, can you go down? or is there a way for me to get in? Is it through the doggy door or your bedroom window?”

Your laughter was weak due to the phlegm in your body. “Wait, wait, I'll open the door for you.”

Somehow, the thought of seeing him gave you enough energy to rush down the stairs to welcome him. 

You ended the call on your phone as you opened the door, and there he was. “Hey Sleepy, looking real groggy there.”

A playful glare made its way onto your face, and he'd laugh loud enough for you to hear despite the distance.

“Can I come in?” of course you let him in.

He had about two hours before your parents came back. He got you food, very warm and comforting seaweed soup and a cup of warm lemon tea. 

He watched you eat a couple bites, very slowly and feebly. He grew worried about the way you struggled with just holding the spoon up to your mouth. “May I?”

Honestly, why'd he even ask? he would do it anyway even if you refused —in this case you weren't even able to utter a reply. He takes the spoon, and feeds you, being very gentle, even wiping away some stray soup from the corners or your lips and your chin. 

Luckily, you weren't too sick to miss his enamored eyes and for a moment he'd stop feeding you, wiping your bottom lip, allowing his gaze on it linger. Flustered, you'd bite down on it with the strength you had. 

He chuckles, looking down for a brief moment. “You're so adorable.” —and a soft pinch to your cheek.

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Your final year in highschool has finally ended. Elation coursed throughout your body when you received your medal as salutatorian, and of course, he was your valedictorian.

All those years he thought he was graduating with not much to look forward to. It was life, he graduates, and graduates again, then he'd be out making big contributions to the economy. But now, you would be in his list of aspirations, because at that point, none of you have ever thought of confessing, but still looked in each other's eyes like they were the only ones that existed. 

The day of your graduation, he'd run to you —which startled you a bit— and carry you by your sides, spinning you once before settling you back down again. All you could hear was each other's laughter, and he'd engulf you in his embrace.

“We've made it pretty far.” —and you both wanted to go further, further from what you already had, a reassurance, a settlement.

You two would keep constant contact the whole time you prepared yourselves for college. It could be a miracle, or maybe it was truly meant to be —you two got into your dream university. 

In all honesty, he never had a dream university. He'd only have one when he heard it from you. “Yonsei seems like a great university.” —his dream will always and only lie with you.

You spent your days talking, daydreaming about college life. You both knew it wasn't something to daydream about since it would only get harder from then, but it was driven by the thought that all this time, you would still be together. Still, none of you would outrightly say it. 

“Imagine we'd get forced to drink with our seniors.” you let your phone lay close to your head on your bed as you spoke to him on call.

And to that he replied, “I'd never let that happen.”

You laughed, and it was the most beautiful song he's ever heard. He ended up laughing with you. 

“I'm serious.” he adds, still laughing. 

“I know, Seok. I know.”

The time would come eventually. You two would be in two different departments —he was in computer science— but fortunately, your seniors seemed to only know one place where they could pressure the freshmen to their favor.

Eunseok walks up to the table where you're at, you two have had your eyes on each other ever since you've step foot in that place. 

He held onto the strap of his shoulder bag, looking into your honeyed eyes. “Let's go home.”

Everyone had their eyes on him, then on you. “Woah, woah, and who's this pretty boy? Why are you cutting our Y/n's fun so short in the night huh?”

“Y/n doesn't drink.” your seniors looked at you and you nod, keeping your eyes on him.

You extend your hand out to him, and soon you would feel sanctuary. 

No other words were said as he pulled you along with him to the exit, not minding to spare the others another look. His hand still held onto yours as he walked you back to your dorm room. You were both quiet the entire time, your social batteries drained to its very limits from the orientation activities and the higher-ups pressuring the both of you to join them waste away.

Before completely letting go of you, you would both stop in front of your door, facing each other. 

“See, I told you so.” you laughed at his playful jabbing.

“Okay, my firefighter. Thank you for saving me.” his eyes wandered down to your lips once again, but they would shift back up to your forehead.

He wipes the bit of sweat on it with his thumb, letting his palm slowly glide down and rest on your cheek. 

“I said no, you know, but they kept insisting I come with them.” his hand went from your cheek to your chin, gently taking a hold of it.

“I know Sleepy. It's alright. It happened to me too.” 

You wondered what would happen next. The tension had only grown stronger, it was only the two of you in that hallway, it was you, him and the desire dispersed throughout the silence of the halls —but nothing was salvaged from it. The looks in your eyes yearned for the feeling of each other's lips, but he held back. 

His hands cupped your face, slightly squishing your cheeks together. “You kinda look like Keroppi.” a bittersweet chuckle leaves his mouth. “Good night, Y/n.”

Before he could walk away, your embrace would stop him, and he'd hug back, almost not wanting to ever let go. His hand wandered to the back of your head, gently caressing your hair. 

“Good night Seok.”

That night was definitely one to remember, one that made you realize, he's always loved Keroppi, does that mean he loves me too? —maybe you were taking it too far, but it wasn't impossible. You saw it, you felt it, his amore through the feeling of his skin against yours. 

Every moment you've shared with him felt like a push, just say it, just do it, but none of you would budge. 

Your best friend Yunjin was in the same department as him, she didn't see you as often as he would, but when she did, she wanted to just push your faces into each other, just kiss already —she'd think to herself as she observed the two of you just being so lost in each other.

At one point you'd feel bad for not spending as much time as you used to with her, but after talking to her about it, she reassured you that she wasn't an obligation for you to worry about, but she'd always be there when you needed her, and of course you would be there for her too. 

You thought you were lucky that both of your favorite people were in the same department, shared the same classes, that way it was easier for you to see them and hang out simultaneously. 

Doubt would start swimming around the oceans of your thoughts —one day you were set to meet them in the campus library. Your pace was a bit speedy, wearing such a gleeful smile, you walked to meet them again after the longest week of your life. The campus library was huge, but it wouldn't take you a while to spot them.

Your first instinct was to run up to them, but maybe it was your exhaustion that had stopped you from doing so and instead just stand there for a while, watching them laugh together from a distance, and they would get so close to each other that your breath almost hitched. 

You felt insecure, but also hated yourself for even allowing these feelings to surge. They're also good friends, your best friends, you were more fond of one of them for sure, but you both loved and cared for them just as much.

Your worries would subside once you were finally seated next to him. Your eyes lingered on each other's allure, it was quite clear that you two had this certain look reserved for each other. 

“Oh, look. The project partners are back again.” —your harmonious laughter would fill your ears.

At first it came easy, but then it wasn't.

Being in different departments meant seeing them from afar walking side by side, and you would find that they would be together a lot more than before.

When they'd meet with you, they were together, almost all the time. At first you thought, it was easier that way for them, and for you especially. 

Then love month came around. Everyone was busy preparing booths for the Feb Fair celebration. It was three days long, and everyone wanted it to be perfect, single or not, it was three days of just love, love for friends, family, for him.

Just a few days before Feb Fair started, despite your efforts of searching for him everywhere you could, sadly, your efforts would be futile. 

hi seok

been looking for u everywhere

u busy? —delivered, 4 hours ago.

sorry 

shit sorry 

i am kinda busy

but not like usual

it's for something vv special :))

that's nice 

you have any plans for feb fair?

anyone asked u out yet?

even if anyone did i would reject them lol

would u reject me then? —read, 10 minutes ago.

it's okay roppi lmaooo

tbh i'd say yes w/o u even asking

really?

so it's settled then?

you got it :3

shit

i got the prettiest date for feb fair 🙈

You seemed to have forgotten about the roots of your agitations once you've gotten a chance to talk with him again. 

You made sure you would look the prettiest when you were with him. You wore a blue dress, he never said it was his favorite, but you did see it quite often in the items he owned, and some in his wardrobe.

But maybe you should've gone for green. The first day of Feb Fair, entering the area of festivities, a band playing some overrated love song would serve as soft background music for everyone else indulged in the love, it's in the air as they'd claim.

Maybe this would be the day, the day you would finally admit to each other's feelings, confess.

You walked around, taking in the luminous fairy lights, and the fake flowers that accompanied them. Even if they were artificial, they were still really pretty, and you would be the living depiction of those flowers, your dress flowing with the cool breeze as your eyes glimmered with the stars. 

When he saw you, his whole world stopped. You were suddenly the only one he could see. He wished he was quick enough to rush over to you, hold your hand, but you were gone, like the wind. 

You had seen him handing over a bouquet to your best friend —Yunjin, and at that moment you thought she looked so perfect that you thought your presence was unwanted. 

Maybe it was a mistake, maybe he didn't mean it at all. Maybe you were only meant to be a bridge for them. 

That night, you would lock yourself in your room, ignoring the calls and messages in your phone and your own roomate. You just kept yourself under your covers. 

“Hey, um, Y/n, Eunseok's outside.”

“Please tell him to go away.” you cried out. 

And your roommate would do just that. His heart would sink, but it was a lot worse compared to when you had first rejected his efforts of asking you as his project partner. 

It was like the past all over again. There you cried all alone, then, it used to be because of an essay and his egocentric self, now it was because of a bouquet, and his fleeting promise. 

He just hoped he could talk to you again.

y/n it wasn't what you thought it was

i'll explain to you when we meet again

please

i'm sorry

i'll wait for you by the water fountain tomorrow —delivered, 10 hours ago. 

be my partner, please? —delivered, 30 minutes ago.

It was the second day of the Feb Fair. You were still isolating yourself in your room. You wondered where they could be. You still hadn't opened your phone so you thought, maybe they're together, like they always were.

You hopelessly sat on your bed, munching on some snacks. Suddenly it would hit you that all the food you had in your pantry was from him. Holding back your tears, you would let the packet of gummy worms fall down on your bed, with you feeling defeated. 

Feeling like you needed to move, you got up from your bed, weakly opening your closet. 

I should've worn the green dress. —unlike the blue one, it was more casual, and the most important detail of all, it had a cute little frog on the right chest area. You let your finger trace the frog imprint, almost tearing up again. 

Closing your closet, you turned around, ready to plop yourself back down onto your bed, but your phone lit up again. 

maybe tomorrow? :)) —read, 4 minutes ago.

When he saw that you had read his message, he wore a hopeful smile. Maybe, just maybe, you'd show up the next day, or maybe in the night. He promised that this time, he won't skimp on his words, he was going to tell you everything.

It was already dark, nearing 9:00 pm when he had messaged you. You were admittedly worried and guilty for making him wait till that time of the night. 

Reading through his messages again, you knew you needed to show up. Because you trusted him. Trust, you almost forgot. You have given him so much of it. 

The next day, you got up relatively early, at least earlier than your roommate. She'd wake up to you already dolled up.

“That's a cute dress.” she said, she had her hands against her sides, looking around for a while before asking, “Um, if you don't mind, are you and Eunseok… okay now?”

“We'll be alright.” the tiredness in your voice was still evident, and so your roommate would just give you a smile, nodding as she left to go to the bathroom. 

You were going to make it right. This was the final push, you would finally tell him how you've felt about him, from the very start of it all up to now when you longed for him.

Still at the water fountain, Eunseok sat there anxiously. He sat there, and in his hand was a box. It was all, and everything he had kept of you, and if ever he lost you —and he prays to God it would never happen— he'd have your memories in this box, his most cherished ones.

6:00 pm, his eyes grew a thin layer of water as he watched everyone else with such loving eyes and sugared laughter. He looked up at the sky, and he thanked it for being so full for that night, full of glittering stars. He took it as a sign that you would come soon, because last night there were no stars at all, and you didn't arrive. 

“I'll be your partner.”

He froze in his spot, stare still fixated on the constellations above him. 

He stood up, bringing his gaze down to you. You eyed the box he held with both his hands, “Y/n.”

Your eyes lit up, hearing his voice emit your name very faintly. You let him walk closer to you, just enough for you to see his eyes glisten against the fairy lights. 

“The flowers, well, I helped Yunjin look for them. They were meant to be for someone else, she won't tell me who. I'm guessing it might be Chaewon since she kept asking me about her, if you remember, Chaewon's my cousin.” —well shit. Isn't it just so easy to be stupid?

“Sorry.” he hurriedly used one of his hands, hesitantly reaching out for the one he's been dying to hold since the day he thought he'd lose you, for the second time.

“Don't be sorry. Please. I should've…” he glanced down at your entwined hands, your hand was cold. “... just told you that…”

Again, he'd struggle to find his words and you'd bring your hand up to his cheek, “Seok?”

“I like you and I think I'm in love with you —no, I am. I…” he was almost breathless, and you'd gently move his head to meet his soft eyes. 

“Song Eunseok, I want to be your partner, in the long run, and maybe, till I can no longer write essays and make grammatical errors, will you be my partner —for life?”

Eunseok had always dreamed of going to space and seeing the shimmering little specks of wonder up-close. He knew they were just fiery rocks, but unlike him, who others would describe as still and emotionless, these rocks shined, and they were beautiful. You are so beautiful. He'd finally have a star to himself. His dreams, driven by his childhood imaginations, were coming true, in the form of you.

Finally, he would lean in, finally feeling your plush lips against his. You're as sweet as he imagined. 

“Till I can no longer correct you, I'll be your partner.” he uttered against your lips.

Later that night, you two would be seated on the ground, leaning your backs against the base of the water fountain —he'd let you use his arm as a cushion for your back, well, he insisted. The fireworks had already died down, and you two were still there.

You were going through the box he had prepared for you. 

“You kept this?” It was the essay, the nameless copy. 

“Yeah, but look, look.”

He had written stuff all over it, and drew a bunch of Keroppis. And he had checked it like how your English teacher back then would, with one singular correction where he wrote, you missed a word miss know-it-all, doesn't matter though, i miss you more.

“When did you do this?” he watched fondly as you chuckled, reading through his little notes and doodles.

“I checked that essay the day you rejected my 'partner proposal' for the second time.” you looked at him wide-eyed. 

“You… missed me then?”

“Yes?” 

Then you'd see receipts of every breakfast coffee, every ice cream meeting —you never called it a date because you were just being professional, every candy packet and every wet wipe purchase he had ever made for you, all stapled together with little tmi's on them, y/n really likes green. i should buy more green shirts.

You chortled. “Don't laugh!”

“No! I just think it's really cute!”

wait holy shit, i wish i could draw well THE WAY SHE SMILED AT ME. i won. fuck everyone. 

“You've liked me for that long?” looking into his eyes again, you'd melt into his loving stare. 

He had been watching you smile through his sweet little shenanigans that you never would've thought he'd been up to this time. “Yes, I have.”

You bit your bottom lip, still your smile showed through it. With a gulp, you'd place a quick kiss on his lips, making him freeze once again. 

With an innocent smile, you went back to rummaging through the box. “Wait, this was my favorite pen. You hid it?”

“I've been using it around you ever since I got it, I thought you'd notice.”

“I just thought you used the same brand. Shame on you, thief.”

You would laugh together for the rest of the night, reminiscing about the past, how you both hid your painfully obvious liking for each other, and then a moment of silence. 

You admired the array of stars that shined throughout the body of the sky as you laid your head on his shoulder, his hand holding yours like it was its only purpose. 

“Thank God Yuri plagiarized your essay.”

You playfully hit his knee, laughing out, “What do you mean?”

“Just imagine, If I never realized my feelings for you, I'd never make an effort to ask you as my project partner, and we'd stay the same, me still a jerk, and you…”

“Still saying yes to everyone? Well, that makes sense, but, what if we're really meant to end up where we are now?”

“We are meant to be, aren't we?” You felt him place a kiss on your head. “So, what's your opinion on officially being my girlfriend?”

You sat up, startling him a bit, but he'd chuckle once he saw the cheeky grin on your face. “You know how you've always taught me how to say no?”

You giggled when you saw his smile diminish. 

“Well, you're no idiotic low-life, so yes, Eunseok, I'll be your girlfriend.” he leans in and hugs you, and you both fall over. “Wait what the fuck.”

“Sorry, sorry.” he helped you get up.

You would get lost in each other's eyes again, and eventually your lips were linked once more. You had your arms wrapped around his neck, and his hands on your waist. You pulled away, and you'd laugh at each other's breathless states.

“I honestly don't know why you still asked me to be your girlfriend when I asked you to be my partner for life.”

“I'm an anxious man, okay? but I just really wanted to be sure, and I wanted to ask for myself, that was the initial plan anyways, I can't believe you ruined my plan.”

“Excuse me? you seem to sound so offended now.”

“So what if I am?”

The stars were once only a tiny glimpse of hope for him, now drew the two of you. First two very distant stars, one shone blue and the other shone red, the blue star almost died, but the red star gave some of her flame, and soon they would ignite the fire they would share. 

She said yes, finally. —he knew you'd ignite his flame again, and with an unspoken promise to himself —and to you, he'd grow to love you more and more, every single day.

Fin.

would you like to go back?

> take me back

> no :)) (thank you for stargazing with me)

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[wonbons]

since it’s no nut november, how long is everyone lasting?? i see sungchan and maybe wonbin (his competitive ass) sincerely trying. shotaro doesn’t gaf the second you tell him you’re horny he’s like “bet lets go”

ANON SORRY THIS TOOK SO DAMN LONG, I FORGOT TO POST ITTRTR ANDDD YEAHHH I CAN SEE THAT

the strongest soldier would be seunghan, anton, and eunseok. but once December steps in, they would devour you. they'll open December with the best sex ever (the buildup for a month...)

next is shotaro, like he won't lose but if you show A SINGLE TINY BIT signal???? he would lose it and like "fuck it"🥰🥰

next in line is sohee‼️ I think he will last 1 week MAX. it's gonna be like 1 week and he's begging you all the time "babeeee come on i give up icant do this anymore" and that's not because he's horny all the time, it's just you always look beautiful and tempting in his eyes😭😭😭 man is so in love

NOW OUR LOSERS🥰🥰 say hi to wonbin and sungchan😍😍 i will say they will last MAX 4-5days like i swear those beasts.... they would just lime "fuck this stupid challenge" and then proceed to rail u... what can i say tho???? they're just silly like that

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[anton-luvr]

hi ! can i request bf!eunseok giving fem!reader special treatment and friend group!riize realising it and teasing him about it ? thank youu <3

# ANYTHING FOR YOU.

⚝ bf!eunseok x fem!reader | fluff | highschool au, secret relationship au ⚝ note ; im so sorry that this took so long anon T_T im also not sure if its what you were hoping for, so im sorry if its not :') but thank u for requesting! <3

Along with the end of the year, comes final exams, last minute cleaning out your lockers, and of course - school parties.

And with your class being famous for throwing the best school parties, almost everyone in your year had crowded into your classroom.

Tables were pushed aside to make space, only leaving a few in the center for the best game of all - rock, paper, scissors.

But there was a twist, thanks to Sohee's genius but devious mind.

"Whoever loses has to drink my special drink!" he shouted across the noise, waving a plastic cup in the air.

It was definitely special with whatever the hell Sohee mixes in to it.

There was a combination of every soda in the room, along with a spoon of nacho cheese, a splash of chili sauce, dumplings stolen from Anton's lunch, pizza crumbs, and a concerning amount of pickles.

Not only did it smell disgusting, it also looked disgusting.

But hey, you only live once.

So here you were, up next after Wonbin to play the game against Sungchan, who had been winning five games in a row.

"Hey, are you sure?" Eunseok whispers, gently tugging you back towards him by the elbow.

"Yeah, why?" you ask, eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Well, don't get me wrong, but you usually lose in rock paper scissors." your boyfriend says sheepishly, laughing when you jokingly punch him in the stomach.

"I'll win this time, just watch." you boasted, practicing your skills by throwing random signs in his face to show just how prepared you were.

"Sure, you'll totally win." Eunseok teases, pinching your cheek lightly.

You'd punch him in the stomach again, but Sohee announces that it's now your turn.

"Wish me luck!" you squeal before walking up to the table, a determined smile on your lips.

"Ready to lose?" Sungchan asks, looking relaxed.

You scoff, stretching your hand out. "You should ask yourself that question." you retort, challenging him.

"Alright, Sungchan vs Y/N! Start!" Sohee shouts, making another cup of his special drink for the loser.

Things get intense the moment Sungchan starts the game off, the brown haired guy mumbling the chant before throwing out the sign of his choice.

You win the first two rounds, and sweet victory was just one more round away.

Until Sungchan won the following two rounds, the results of your game all relying on the final round.

Your lips are pursed together nervously, confidence slipping away as you try to focus harder.

"Rock, paper, scissors... shoot!" he shouts, and you throw a scissor sign.

Sungchan throws out a rock sign at the same time, instantly winning over you while everyone screamed in surprise and disappointment.

Dread fills your chest when you realize you have to drink Sohee's special drink, the boy already making his way over to you with the cursed plastic cup in his hands.

"Chug! Chug! Chug!" the crowd cheers as you take the cup from Sohee, shifting nervously on your feet.

You peer cautiously into the cup to see a marshmallow from god knows where floating above the greyish-brown liquid, a smear of chili sauce at the side while a bittersweet smell hit your nostrils.

"I added more things! Enjoy!" Sohee sings out before joining in with the crowd to cheer you on.

All you can do is sigh and take a deep breath, eyes closing shut to prepare yourself for the mess you got yourself into.

But the cup has barely touched your lips when you feel someone snatching it right out of your hands, and your eyes fly open to see Eunseok downing it all in one go.

The crowd cheers even louder, screams of 'That's so sweet!' and 'He's so cool!' bouncing off the walls.

You're still blinking in shock as he sets the cup down on the table, wiping at his lips with the back of his hand.

"Not bad." he says casually, shrugging.

The crowd just about loses it at this, and you see people shoving Sohee around and telling him to amp up on the next drink.

"No, no, wait!" he shrieks, waving his arms around for everyone to shut up.

"Why'd you drink it for her? She was going to drink it." he asks, eyebrows raised suspiciously at his best friend.

Eunseok freezes with an awkward smile, face slowly turning red as he tries to come up with an explanation.

"I-I just wanted to try it. That's all." he coughs, eyes glued to the floor.

"Really?" Seunghan butts in, smirking at the both of you. "You and Y/N are starting to look like the fire hydrant outside."

"Well, it's hot in here!" you protest, fanning at your flushed face.

"Yeah, and the drink might make her sick!" Eunseok adds.

The crowd lets out an amused 'Ooooh!' at this, and it's Shotaro's turn to say something.

"Don't you think the drink might've made Wonbin sick too? But you didn't drink it for him. What, are the both of you dating?" he teases, giggling.

"Well, so what if we are?" You blurt.

Eunseok turns to look at you so fast, you could hear a small snap go off in his neck.

Everyone starts screaming at this, the noise making you wince.

"You are?" Anton repeats, eyes wide with surprise. "You're capable of love after all!" he cheers, patting Eunseok on the back.

His face turns impossibly redder as he smiles, scratching the back of his head.

"I knew it! I always knew something was going on between the both of them!" Sohee screeches, running over to squeeze Eunseok in a hug.

"Alright, stop bothering them!" Sungchan hollers, knowing the unwanted attention was probably making the both of you slightly uncomfortable. "Who's next?"

He successfully diverts everyone's attention back to the game, and you let out a sigh of relief when the both of you are left alone.

"I'm so sorry about that, I didn't mean to shout it out like that and I was just surprised because you drank it, and I was-"

Eunseok cuts off your ramble with a kiss to the lips, strong and passionate.

"Don't worry about it," he whispers, smiling softly at you as he tucks a piece of your hair behind your ear. "It's about time they knew anyway."

His words make your heart race, and you can't help but avoid his intense stare.

"W-Wasn't the drink bad?" you stuttered, trying to change the topic.

He shrugs again, slowly backing you against a corner of the wall.

"It was fine." he says, so close that you could feel his breath against your lips.

"I'd do anything for you." he whispers, and he presses his lips right against yours.

The fact that there are almost a hundred of other people in the room with you fades out of your mind at the feeling of his lips, so warm and so soft but so aggressive at the same time.

It would be embarrassing if you got caught, but as long as it was with your lovely boyfriend, you wouldn't mind.

He'd do anything for you, and you'd do anything for him too.

© anton-luvr, 2023.

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