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yueisyum · 1 year

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Look alike ⋆｡ﾟ☾ ﾟ⋆

genre ꕤ idol au, strangers(kinda) to lovers,

pairings 𖧷 Idol Jaemin x drunk reader

Warnings ☽ mentions of alcohol, sexual tension to the MAX! 🚨SMUT/⚠️ Building Arousal, fat dick jaemin + too much stamina jaemin😏 Overstimulation, Use of nicknames, degrading, and praising. Revealing of identity. (Jaem is very condescending 🤭)

Note: this is a continuation of the teaser, so if you haven’t read it yet, you can find it (here) If you find any grammar or spelling errors, please let me know. If you have any questions or recommendations, my requests are open! Please enjoy😚

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…

“Please” you whimper.

He smirks, keeping his eyes on your lips.

You, in fact, cannot smell the stupid fried chicken on his breath…

Liar.

But your not sure you care anymore. He smells like cologne, light cologne, and that new clothes smell. (You know what I mean) It was intoxicating. He was so close to you now. His lips where less then an inch from yours.

“Y/N! I found the charger-“ Shihyun stood in front of the door with her arm in the air, the charger dangling in front of her face.

FUCKKKKKKKK… WHY!?

You turn your head to her and give her a look. She narrows her eyes before realizing the position you’re currently in. “Holy shit- nevermind, forget it- go back to what you were doing!” She waves to…. What’s his name? Then slides back inside. The guy next to you nods his head and lifts his hand to say hello.

Awkward ….

You gnaw at your lip for a moment before turning back to him.

“Sorry, should we-“

“Do you wanna-“

You both giggle and you close your eyes to curse yourself for being so awkward. He drops his head against your shoulder laughing. And you wrap your arms around he shoulders naturally. “You go first” I suggest when he lifts his head back up. He watches for a moment. Your hands are resting at his shoulders and his hands are propping himself up on the bench. “No you go first” you roll your eyes. And he smiles. Another beautiful smile.

“I’m sorry, that’s Shihyun. She’s a little slow…” you cringe at the thought of her trying to act like she didn’t just see what she saw. You didn’t want to say what you were going to, not when you’re already almost shaking at the thought of bringing up sex with him. Instead, you just look at him, waiting for a response. “She’s watching us” he says simply- not looking away from you. Snapping your head to the door you see her peering through the window. Her hot breath and hands smudging the glass. She ducks down instantly after you see her, probably falling over in the process, You giggle uncontrollably.

“She’s drunk” you can’t stop laughing, covering your mouth to hide your smile.

•••

“Y/N! I found the charger-“ Shihyun stood in front of the door with her arm in the air, the charger dangling in front of her face.

When you look over at the drunk women at the door he lets his head fall in disappointment.

Fuck, I was so close-

“Holy shit- nevermind, forget it- go back to what you were doing!” She makes a face toward you and then she waves to him, Then slides back inside quickly. He makes sure to nod his head and lifts his hand to address her. He then waits for her to leave. But she’s doesn’t. He can see out of the corner of his eye, a figure through the glass door. He tries not to laugh and looks back to you to see if you’ve noticed your nosey friend. He’s watching you think, and biting at your lip. You don’t know what to say now; and he’s finding it hilarious. He tries to help you:

“Do you wanna-“

“Sorry, should we-“

You both begin at the same time.

He laughs at that. He thinks it’s ridiculous that he can’t keep himself together. He hasn’t drank anything; Why is he laughing at everything? He finds himself in the crook of your neck. He can smell your perfume; simple and euphoric. He can smell the alcohol too but it’s starting to grow on him. Your arms wrap around him and he almost died. Your touch is so soft, and addicting.

“You go first” your voice was almost a whisper. He lifts himself off of you to see your face, he feels flustered when making eye intact with you. Your eyes are so beautiful. He doesn’t want to ask anything from you, if you aren’t comfortable. And he doesn’t want to risk scaring you off with the mention of taking you back to his place.

“No you go first” he refuses, keeping his eyes on yours. You’re fluster too.

you roll your eyes and he waits for you to answer. Your fidgeting, or shaking? He makes sure to take note of that.

IS SHE COLD?

SCARED?

“Sorry, she’s a little slow”

you cringe, probably at the thought of her trying to act nonchalant. “She’s watching us” he says simply- not looking away from you. He watched you Snap your head to the door once again. But this time He turns with you. You both see her peering through the window. Her hot breathe and hands staining the glass. She ducks down instantly, most likely falling over in the process.

“She’s drunk” he turns to you when you say that, your voice sounded high pitched and airless. You cover your face from him again, hiding your laughter and your smile. He hates that, hates when you do that-

“Oh my gosh-“ you kept going. And he can’t help but beam at you.

You were ecstatic, giggling at your friend. You look so fragile, so beautiful, so… perfect. He’s smiling, why can’t he stop smiling!?

“I should probably go get her back to the group”

“I’m sure she’ll be fine” he grips your thigh. Can’t have you leaving him not yet. You look at him, shocked at his sudden change in tone. “Let me take you to my place” he asks, Well not really. It was more of a statement or demand?

“Your place?”

“Yes, my place… Do you trust me?” He watches your chest rise and fall. You’re just looking at him. Definitely contemplating the question. He finds it cute but it also turns him on.

“Should I?”

He thinks for a moment. Well… he is keeping his identity form you… does that count as lying? Is he a liar? God this is frustrating. What will you do if he tells you the truth?

“Depends…” it’s all he could muster up. But you didn’t look upset with his answer.

•••

You’re not entirely sure this is how you planned on spending your Friday night, but your not complaining. His car smelled new, it wasn’t the cleanest, but your remembered that he was at he club with his friends. So they must share a car. And the bottle of beer in the cup holder must be his friends too.

He keeps his eyes on the road. His forearms are on display for you, should his arms really be turning you on? Probably not. But they do. You can see each and every vein, and when they flex every time he makes a right turn.

Should you have told everyone you were leaving? You told Shihyun, she was drunk out if her mind… she might forget to tell yejun and the others. You’ll text them, and keep your location on. Just in case.

Is he playing music? It’s nice.

Who is this song by?

NIKI? It’s a good song. I’ll need to remember that name.

He has good taste.

You are freaking out…

Did you shave? Yes. Yesterday.

When was the last time you washed you hair? Yesterday… maybe?

When was the last time you cleaned your belly button- what?

Should you brush your teeth before you two- wait what if you’re not going to have sex?

What if he just wants to hang out?

Should you ask him for his name?

Ok you texted Yejun. Everything is fine.

His hands are big…

Stop looking at his hands-

Why are you so nervous!?

“What’s going on in that head of yours?”

He takes a couple quick glances at you. His eyes are soft and his voice is low and gentle.

“What?”

“Are you nervous?”

“No” you shake your head and laugh. Yes you are, you as so nervous.

“Do you want to get food?” When we stop at a light, he turns to you completely, waiting for my response. “No I don’t want to get bloated” you respond, covering your hands over your stomach.

What if you already are!?

Are you? What did you eat tonight!??

“Don’t be ridiculous, what do you want? What are you craving?”

You.

“Ramen? I don’t know- I’m not hungry. I feel Iike if I eat I’ll throw up. And not because I’m drunk.” You explain, looking out the window to avoid his eyes. He laughs shaking his head. When the light turns green he takes a left. “Your so cute”

You feel giddy when he says that, the compliment was so natural. God you’re not going to make it. “Don’t boast my ego” you try to joke and he laughs. So you relax your body and watch he road ahead.

•••

You were being quiet, too quiet. He wondered if you were started to regret coming with him. Would you tell him if you were? No. You’d probably be to embarrassed to admit that. Fuck! What if you changed your mind!? He really needed to focus on driving, but all he can focus on was the way you were shifting in your seat. But he’s glad you were able to joke with him.

When he pulls into the parking spot he hops out of the car, and runs around the front to open yours. You step out with a cheeky smile. “Are you just doing this because you want me in your bed?” You ask, tilting your head at him. He makes an exaggerated offended face. “No! I would never! I’m doing this for a good yelp review” he teases while closing the car door behind you. You snort and try not to trip in your heals.

•••

His apartment complex looks expensive. The elevator was modern and the music was even classical properly some shit like Beethoven. You wouldn’t be surprised if there was a fountain situation in the lobby.

There wasn’t, but they could definitely fit one. The hallways were lit with modern lights, and the ground was clear of trash unlike your dorm building.

When you made it to his apartment you notice immediately how big it was. It wasn’t bougie or overly fancy but it was big. For one person? You started to feel self-conscious, the thought of someone like him being interested in you? You walked in with him, your short dress and light limp- people probably think your an escort!?

“You’re rich! People are going to think I’m a gold digger! Or a hooker-” You turn to him. Hes placing his things down on the counter and sliding his shoes off. “I live with my friends” he chuckles and makes his way to you. You nod with an ‘oh’ as you continue to look around the living area. It’s surprisingly cleaner then you’d expect. And you look like a kid at his first time at a Olive Garden or something “You should take your shoes off, it doesn’t take a genius to know your feet hurt” he says from behind you. You turn in surprise, he’s really close, and you almost knock into him from the action.

“Right.” You grab at his arms to steady yourself and slip out of your heals. The feeling of air on your feet felt good-

what if your feet smell bad..

what if he thinks your feet are ugly!?

Is he looking at your feet now!?

Yes he is?!

Why is he looking them!?

Are your toes too long!?

“Aww they’re red” he mumbles, keeping his eyes towards the ground.

“I’m sorry?” Your brows pinch together, and you tilt your head in confusion. He looks back up to you. His arms pull you into him with a soft grin, Your chest is pressed into his.

“Your feet, they’re all red. Do they hurt bad?” He coos, the question making you oddly fluster-er.

“Can we not talk about my feet? This is embarrassing” you let go of his hands and back away. “You’re embarrassed?” He asks with a cheecky smile on his face. He brings his hands to yours and squeezes them. Then he pulls you towards him once again.

“I think so.”

“You think so?” He try’s not to laugh, but he can’t help it.

“Stop responding to everything with a question! You’re making me nervous!” You press your head into his chest in embarrassment, your hands grip his to ground yourself.

What is happening to you!?

You were fine before!!

•••

“Sorry” Jaemin chuckles at your shyness, he finds it cute, but he knows that will end up being a problem later. “Can I kiss you now?” He asks. He tries looking down at you but your face remains pressed into him.

“If you promise to stop teasing” you mumble into his chest. Your small hands squeeze his. He’s starting to think he has a size kink. Or maybe it’s it’s just you.

“I promise to stop teasing, for now” you laugh into his frame before lifting your head to look at him. Taking your heels off made you lose a couple inches on him.

“So… I can kiss you?”

“Stop asking me and just do it please”

So he does, he bends down to kiss you. Your lips are soft, and they pucker a bit, he can’t help but smile. The back of his neck feels hot, and he can feel your hands shaking a bit. the thought of you not truly knowing that he is really Jaemin is clouding his mind, and the over bearing feeling of guilt swallows him. He tries to pull away but you chase his lips, tilting your head to deepen it even more. “Hey” he calls, and you lean back, dropping your feet, which were on their toes to reach him. “Hm?” You tilt your head again and he wants to kiss you again.

“There’s something I should tell you” you stare at him Patiently. Jaemin runs all the scenarios in his head.

1. You could slap him across the face for lying.

2. You could freak out and run off

3. You could think he is lying

4. Or you would be totally okay with it.

He’s hoping for the latter.

“Hey? You okay?”

His eyes refocus on you. You pull your hands away from his, and it almost stings. “Is it really serious? Are you a virgin or something?” You ask him and he laughs nervously.

“No no, I just lied to you. About who I was”

“You never actually told me who you are…what are you like the amazing Spider-Man?”

“I’m scared that if I tell you, you’ll run off. And maybe punch me-“

“What!? What is it?”

“I’m-“

He stops when he hears a knock at the door behind him. He turns slightly to face it. You lean over to watch the door as well.

Perfect.. no really. Who the hell could possibly be at the door right now!?

“Jaemin! You left with the car and the keys! What the hell!? How did you expect us to get home?- hold on, I think Jeno has a spare key!” You both hear the voice through the door. It was muffled but very clear.

Oh.. right.

“Jaemin!? Jeno!?” He turns back to you, your face was full of shock and confusion. You just look at him, frozen in place.

SHIT

“I was trying to tell you-“

“-You’re na jaemin!? Holy fucking shit- I almost threw up on na fucking jaemin!?” You turn away covering your mouth, your voice was shaky.

Was that one of his scenarios?

No..?

The door began to click open and he had to think fast.

•••

Your body was being lead into a room. It was dark with only a small lamp providing a smile light. You couldn’t really focus on any of that though.

NA JAEMIN!?

HE IS NA JAEMIN!?

You almost threw up on him…

He could smell your alcohol breathe all night…

He had to carry you- are you heavy!?

Is that why he was asking all those questions about if I would ever sleep with hi-

NA JAEMIN WANTS TO SLEEP WITH YOU!?

Holy shit holy shit holy shit holy shit holy fucking-

“Stay here, I promise I’ll explain- let me just deal with my friends” the guy- jaemin* put his hands out in front if him. Telling you to ‘stay put’, then rushed out of the room, closeting the door behind him.

What the fuck-

Why didn’t he just tell you who he was? How could he expect to go out to a bar and think no one would recognize him? Why wouldn’t he just tell you he was actually jaemin? Why does he want to sleep with you!? Why couldn’t he bring up that fact that he’s NA JAEMIN!?

You find yourself pacing around his room. He wants to have sex with YOU… you want to have sex with him- but what if he doesn’t like it… would it be awkward now!? Shouldn’t you be angry. Why aren’t you angry? You need to sit down.

Shit- your shaking and your breaths are getting shorter and shorter- your freaking out… AGAIN!

•••

“Wait- your telling me she’s in your room now?” Mark asks, his face was full of shock and amazement.

“Yes”

“And you didn’t tell her who you are?” Jeno adds.

“Yes”

“But you were about to? then we came- and accidentally revealed it before you did? and now she probably thinks you weren’t going to tell her? And now hates you?” Heachan adds, trying to sum it all up.

“Dude what the fuck?” Chenle kicks him in the shin and Haechan whines.

Jaemin sighs and places his head in his palm. “Yes…”

The boys all think for a moment. The silence was killing him. “Would it kill you to disagree?”

“Dude, she doesn’t hate you, she’s probably just freaking out” mark tries to explain and the rest nod.

“Exactly! And having her wait in your room like she’s a patient, probably isn’t helping” renjun agrees.

“Fuck-“ jaemin quickly threw the remote he was fidgeting with and bolted to his room.

•••

The door flew open which caused you to jump slightly. There he was… na jaemin.

“I’m sorry” he shut the door behind him. Leaning up against it to watch you sit at his bed. You aren’t sure if he’s apologizing for hiding his identity or scaring you with the door. You both stare at each other for a moment. Your still in shock and he’s probably trying find the right worlds… so you decide to speak first.

“So you’re actually jaemin?” Your hands lay in your lap, they are shaking and a bit cold.

“Yes”

“And I thought you were just a look alike this whole time…” you mostly talking to yourself now. He tries not to laugh and nods his head, he looks away to avoid your eyes. “Yeah”

“And YOU want to have sex with ME?”

“Yes? Aren’t we getting off topic?-”

“-This is really embarrassing!” Your lips quiver and you cover your face. You sensitive bitch.

“I’m really sorry. you just- I mean, no it’s not your fault. I was just scared that.. I don’t know, but when you said that you wouldn’t sleep with jaemin-“

“-You mean you?”

“Yeah- yeah me; I got scared, I thought that if I told you who I was, you would run off.”

“…I probably would’ve…” you tried to laugh but it came out dry.

“Exactly! And I really, REALLY, did not want that to happen.” He pushed himself off the door and made his way towards you.

You just look at him then look away… you could bare the fact that you are in his room, on his bed, and he’s is apologizing to you about something you aren’t even mad about.

What the heck do you do!? He joins you on his bed, but he keeps his distance.

“…So I just didn’t say anything, but I swear I was about to tell you, before those idiots came back”

•••

You think for a moment longer, the both of you sitting in silence. Na Jaemin apologizing for wanting to be with you?.. holy shit

“Im very upset” you announce. You couldn’t be mad, even if you tried. But why not have some fun?

“Im sorry” he repeated. He seemed genuine and it doesn’t seem he like he realizes your not actually mad. He tries to maintain eye contact while spewing a abundance of apologies.

“I don’t think I can forgive you Jaem” you shake your head, trying your hardest to hold your facial expression. You reached out for him and you squeeze gently. Trying to make it obvious that you just playing a part. The thought of having na jaemin in your hands was driving you crazy. Your mind repeatedly taking you back to the bar where he was holding you thighs and carrying you and- and you almost threw up on him.

Your mind will never let you hear the end of it, however now…

Now you have the upper hand.

•••

“I don’t think I can forgive you Jeam” you added, your voice sounded playful… but your words are the opposite- and why are you giving him that look-

“M’sorry y/n” he leaned in uncontrollably. Your little smirk drawing him closer to you.

God- he likes this side of you. Jaemin’s eyes remain on yours. His heart pace quickens and he swears he can feel goosebumps. The sexual tension between you two came out of nowhere and everywhere at the same time.

“You’ll have to make it up to me…”

“How can I do that?” He asks, his hands grab yours and squeezes lightly.

His lips are almost on yours now. His eyes are hooded and his breath matches yours.

He was about to close the distance when you turn away. “How about we watch one of your face cams!” It was sudden and unexpected… but deserved. You hop off of his bed and make your way to his computer with a huge smile on your face. He drops his head in disbelief.

This is his punishment… he deserves this.

•••

Are you still unbelievably horny? Yes

But are you proud of yourself for teasing him? Yesser

“Really?” You hear him ask from behind you, and you fight back a giggle.

“Maybe… make a wish? I like that one” you take a seat at his chair, and he remains seated on the bed.

“Do you?” He asks, you can hear him shuffling around then lets out a sigh.

“Yep” you respond in the most upbeat, nonchalant way you could. Clicking around his already opened computer to YouTube. Your innocent behaviour was almost laughable. Teasing him, by not giving him what he wants? And he’s playing along!? You might die. “So how does that sound? Make a wish?”

“Mhm” he hums with a tight lip smile.

You search the video you want to watch and then smile in shock.

“You’ve already seen them?” you laugh. The mouse is hovering over a face came video of himself, but the red line indicates that’s he’s already watched it the whole way through. You continue laughing and glance at him. His smile grows wider when you look at him. His smile is breathtaking.

“What? It’s called monitoring, and I like to read the comments. wanna read all the crazy stuff fans wrote about me” he shrugs, continuing to look at you and not his monitor. He seems as if he couldn’t care less about it.

“-your lying!?” cocky motherfucker.

So your telling me he reads the comments!?

You hear Jaemin get up from his seat and hover behind you. Then, he bends down so his face is next to yours and his hands lean against the desk so he can maneuver the mouse. Kinda like how teachers hover over frustrated students in a classroom… but he’s not a teacher and this isn’t a classroom, and your horny not frustrated. Or maybe you are?

Jaemin takes over the mouse and clicks on one of the face cams, and you lean back into the chair.

Jaemin was only able to keep it together for 45 seconds into the video, Standing there impatiently.

“Do you really want to be doing this right now?” He turns his head to you, and you turn yours to lock eyes with him.

Holy shit he looks so good in this lighting, and why does he have to look at you like that!? The smirk that slowly appears on his face is a reminder that He’s a literally and idol… why aren’t you freaking out like a mad man!? There’s no way your still drunk right? so why are you able to hold your ground like this!?

“What would you rather be doing?” You ask with an innocent face.

“You” Jaemin grabs the chair you’re sitting in and spins you to face him completely, and away from his computer. he leans in, his lips searching for yours again.

you weren’t surprised by his response necessarily, you kinda thought he would say something like that, but you didn’t really think of how you would respond.. now your just staring at him, flustered and frustratedly horny.

You turn back to the computer before he could get too close. Your not giving in that easy. “Wait, shh this is my favorite part” you put up your finger to his lips to ‘shh’ him, then watch the screen quietly. Jaemin rolls his eyes and grabs at the arm rests of his chair.

“Y/n” he spins his chair once more.

“Yes?”

“Don’t you want the real thing?” He flashes a look at you. A look you’ve seen before… on tv? At a concert? In a music video? Who knows but your thighs push themselves together in response, and you’re fighting to keep your composure.

“Hmm… I don’t know, the real thing doesn’t seem reliable” you tease with a smile. The song was still playing in the background, you wanted to keep watching but it’s long forgotten.

“I am reliable, I promise”

“Promise?” You laugh at his seriousness, bringing a hand up to cover your mouth, trying not to allow any giggles to escape.

“Promise” Jaemin reaches to remove the hand covering your mouth, then pushes his lips into yours. You DID tell him to stop asking to kiss you. This wasn’t quick and desperate, it was slow and sensual. One of his hands grab at your thigh and you almost moan into his lips. You place your hand over his and squeeze.

•••

You taste so fucking good. The alcohol on your lips is driving him crazy. There is absolutely no way your lips are naturally this soft. His body was getting weak and when you brought your hands to his, he nearly lost it.

Jeamin pulls away and contemplates how he should continue.

“Jaemin” you call out after a moment

“Yeah?”

“Please make it up to me”

No more contemplating-

He grabs a hold of your hand and brings you to your feet with a tug. Then he pulls your waist towards him and kisses you like you two only have 20 minutes left to live. He feels you grab at his shoulders and you lift yourself onto your toes to reach him.

Cute

Jaemin slowly lifts his right hand and slides it up your body slowly, to cup your tits through your dress. As his hands move, you lift yours and wrap them around his neck. When your feet give out and you fall back you your original height, Jaemin bends down to chase your lips. you allow his tongue into your mouth he almost cums right then and there. Instead he pulls away. “So, we are having sex tonight?” his eyes focus on your for an answer.

“It IS on my bucket list” you joke with a shrug. Jaemin pokes the inside of his cheek with his tongue. He drops his hands to your hips again and asks; “Sleeping with an NCT member is on your bucket list?”

“No, sleeping with YOU is on my bucket list” you joke. He can’t find it in himself to look away from you.

“Ohh I see, so you planned this?” He teases.

“Oh yeah! All down to the YouTube video and everything” you agree sarcastically. Your features playing along in the conversation. When you both finish a mini laughing fit, you both take a moment to look into each other’s eyes. “Now that that’s out of the way, can you go back to touching me? Please?” you pull him closer. he tried to hum in response but it came out as a low groan. He doesn’t even care if he sounds like a perv anymore.

“Fuck, y/n.. can I take you to the bed?”

“You don’t have to ask- Jaemin!?”

You were cut off when he bends to lift you by the back of your thighs, then he turns to sit you on his bed. when he lays you down and begins to climb over you, your dress was rides up your thighs. Lifting every move you made. You look so fucking gorgeous, he wondered what you taste like- He wants to taste you- he needs to. He sits up to get rid of his shirt, revealing his toned stomach. Then he moves back to hover over you.

“Um- what- how do you want to do this?” He asks, his right arm was holding him up above you, and his left was playing with the hem of your dress. “What do you mean?” You ask, doing that thing he now loves about you. He’s finding it hard to understand that he’s just met you tonight, and that you haven’t know each other for years.

“Do want me to be soft? Rough? Vanilla? Are you okay with biting”

“Too many questions jaem-“

“- I need to know y/n”

You sigh and think for a moment. “What are you usually like?”

“What do you mean?”

“Like with other girls? Are you rough with them? What does your definition of rough mean?”

“Now your asking too many questions” he laughs and you join him.

“I don’t care. Just remember I’m not made of glass, sound good?”

“Yes ma’am” he smirks and places a peck to your lips before he raises his head. Jaemin beings to lift your dress up your thighs then your waist. You slightly lift your upper body to allowing his to completely pull it off of you.

You are so fucking beautiful- he almost forgets to breath. Your underwear is simple but you still look so fucking sexy in it. He can see your chest rise and fall, and the curve of your boobs form on top of your bra. He finds himself kissing at the area, sucking and leaving marks all over your chests. Soft moans leave your lips when he travels to your neck, and you leg spread for him unintentionally. His crotch is pressed against your heat. He groans when your hands come up to grip his hair.

•••

His body grinds into yours.

“Jaemin” you moan out, allowing his hands to find his shoulders.

“Hm?”

You gasp when he finds the perfect spot on your neck. The grip you have on his hair tightens, and you squeeze your eyes shut.

Why are you so sensitive right now!?

“Please hurry” you plead. He lifts his head to glance up at you.

“We just started, you this needy already?”

“Already? I’ve been waiting since we left the bar-“

“-god” he lets one big breath out and connects his lips to yours. His jeans continue to grind against your soaked underwear. Jaemin’s hands run across your body, squeezing and caressing anywhere he can reach. Those words made him Farrell; there is nothing he loves more then when someone is bold about their needs. “Are you okay with me taking off your bra?” He mumble against you lips. “Not made of glass remember?”

“Right”

Jaemin’s arms lift you with ease, his hands finding the clip at the back of you, undoing them in a swift motion. Then he throws it somewhere near his desk. You know you shouldn’t feel insecure, but when he just stares at your chest you feel a chill flutter through your body.

•••

He can’t trust himself. He’ll cum too fast and embarrass himself. Grinding into you already has him close, and he hasn’t even taken his cock out of his pants yet. When he pulled your bra off your chest, they bounced back into place. Plump and full, He might actually die a happy man tonight. “Y/n”

“Yes? Is everything okay? Did I do something wrong?” He notices the panic in your voice and curses himself for starring too long. He probably caused you to overthink. You hands cover your chest as you watch him and wait for his reply. “No no, I’m just… very sensitive right now. And I’m not sure I’ll last long” He tries his hardest to search your face for a response before you actually speak. Your features seem to relax and you smile to him. A smile that his him melting.

“Oh. That’s okay, I’m not sure I can either-“

“No like I’m serious-“

“Me too” you laugh at his expression. He just smiles. He’s worried you don’t actually understand he’s trying to say. Globe of your hands lift to cup his face, you skin is just as song as your smile.

“Can I-“ he goes to ask if he can remove your underwear now, but then he’s reminded of your earlier complaints. So instead he leans back, and begins to unblocked his jeans. Then he slips his fingers onto the band if your underwear and drags it down your legs. Your legs close unintentionally.

“Your so beautiful” he then leans back on top of you. “I’m going to make you feel good, I promise” his lips find your neck again. “But we are going to need to stay quiet, because the members are in the other room-“

“What?! They will hear us?” You push him off your neck to look at him. “Are the walls thin?”

“No, they’ll hear you and yes” he corrects you with a chuckle, he can’t help but lean in for another kiss. “You can be quite right?” He mumbles into your lips and you simply hum in response. Then when he pulls away you whisper a yes with an eager nod.

He doesn’t believe you, but you seem pretty confident. “Alright, we have all night, let’s not waist it”

ּ ˖ ་⭐︎ ִ ۫ ּ ˖ ་⭐︎ ִ ۫ ּ ˖ ་⭐︎ ִ ۫ ּ ˖ ་⭐︎ ִ ۫ ּ ˖ ་⭐︎ ִ ۫ ּ ִ ۫ ּ ˖ ་⭐︎ ִ ۫ ּ ˖⭐︎ ִ ۫ ּ

“Jaemin!” You moan, your hips are lifted off the bed as he pounds into you. You let it slip, you didn’t mean to be so loud. He chuckles when your hands come to slap over your mouth. Your whole body jolts with every thrust he hits you with. He gave you plenty of time to adjust to his size, but the stretch is still tingling. His cock kisses you cervix almost every thrust.

“I thought you said you can stay quiet?” he continues. His hips slamming into yours at a cruel pace. You can’t move your hands, you know what will happen. You were doing so good, but this is the umpteenth round, and you’re hypersensitive- everywhere. Your body feels numb but your feeling everything ten times more. Your head is spinning and your legs are spasming.

“It’s too late now love, they’ve most definitely heard you. Might as well continue yeah? Move your hands.” he teases. His voice is strained and breathy. His hands travel from your hips to your face to forcefully remove your hands when you shake your head: no. Now that your mouth is no longer covered, tense moans leave your lips. “I can’t c-“

Jaemin cocks an eyebrow with a smirk.

“Can’t what?” His hands are still holding yours, when he leans down so your noses touch. When you hesitate, he places a little kiss on the corner of your lips. “You can tell me y/n/n, don’t be shy” You tighten your lips and look away from him. He chuckles but he’s pissed. I don’t need to remind you how much he hates that. He slows his thrust to a stop and waits for your answer. You whine and try humping yourself on his cock. But if course, he won’t let you. Grabbing at your hips and holding them to the mattress.

“Come on princess, I won’t judge you. I can’t help if you won’t tell me what you need” Jaemin coos at you. You hate to admit it, but his words made you clench around his length. He groans at the feeling, but tries his best to stay patient. “I can’t cum anymore” you finally reveal with a moan. He wasn’t even moving but you felt another orgasm nearing. Everything was fluttering and giddy, you felt as if you were going insane. “No? Are you sure? Is that why you were trying to fuck yourself on my cock like a slut just now?”

“s’too much jaemin” you try to argue but he’s already began moving again. Slowly thrusting into you. “You can say all you want baby, but your pretty little hole is telling the truth” jaemin lowers his head to your hear, you can feel the smirk on his lips. You don’t know if you want to moan or slap him. his hips slowly slide out, until just the tip remains, then he slams into you. His previous pace begins again, and you can only throw your head back into the pillows. “You hear that?” He asks, his hands now holding at your legs. The sound of skin slapping fills your ears, and you can’t help but be embarrassed. His hands gripping the back of your thighs, surly it’s going to leave a mark.

“Your slutty hole is telling me you want me to cum inside of you, you want that princess?” You can only moan in response. You muscles are flexing a and your back arches of the bed. You nod eagerly instead. “Yeah? Come on, use your words princess” his body is sat up, meaning he can see every part of you. Was that freaking you out? Yes.

Was it also turning you on? Yes.

“Yes please”

You just barley manage. A soft laugh leave his lips as he continues to fuck into you. His cock was twitching inside of you and you knew he had to be close. His eyebrows furrowed together, his mouth hung open and his abdomen was flexed. “Fuck! My pretty little whore. Wants me to cum inside her? So fucking cute” he coos again, this time his grip on your thighs tighten and he’s sounds a bit whiny. “You are so beautiful, you feel so good”

That was it for you, his hands released your thighs and and interlocked his fingers with yours, then allowing his head to fall into your neck. He thrust where staggered and uneven, he was fitting into you. You were spasming and twitching everywhere. Your toes curled and eyes squeezed shut as your umpteenth organs hit you. The feeling of him shooting his release inside of you made you moan again.

Taking a second for your breath evens out again before he speaks.

“We still have all night” he begins, he starts kissing at your neck while you’re still trying to remember your own name. “Jaem-“ you try to warn, you can already feel him growing hard again. Isn’t he sensitive or tired!? The jaemin you know from social media and tv wouldn’t have this much fucking stamina.

His cum on your stomach from the last couple rounds, has become sticky; You’re light headed, and your body is going limp- but even all of that can’t push you to deny him.

“You asked me to make it up to you, thats exactly what I’m doing. Can’t you do one more baby?” He lifts his face to look at you, his right hand caressing your cheek as you lean into him.

“I’m sensitive”

“Even better. I only have a couple hours left, I’m not waisting them” kissing your lips between every thought. Jaemin begins slowly thrusting into, holding eye contact while doing so. The feeling of you tired walls being fucked again was driving you crazy. Especially since you haven’t fully come down form your last orgasm. “Fuck- jaem”

“s’good?” He chuckles when your eyes roll to the back of your head.

You moan louder when he kisses at your nipples.

“Good. Just one more”

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Look Alike (teaser)

genre 🍾 idol au, strangers(kinda) to lovers,

pairings 🍸 Idol Jaemin x drunk idiot reader

Future warnings 🥃 mentions of alcohol and alcohol consumption, puking(not in detail) sexual tension to the MAX AND smut/⚠️ Oral sex (giving, and receiving) Penetration, Building Arousal, fat dick jaemin 😏. Use of nicknames, degrading, and praising. Secrets!!!!

Note: this is the longest fucking teaser in the word! My bad…. Anyway. Promise I will work on my other stories. They will get done…. One day. 😚

He needed to get out, he really really needed to get out, you wanna know why? Because he got a boner just from a girl grazing his hand at the cafe, it was stupid and he was embarrassed. He can’t remember the last time he had sex. THE na jaemin, having blue balls? Unheard of. I mean look at em.

Work has be unbearable, video after video, promotion after promotion. He hasn’t been in bed with another person in too long.

So that’s why he’s at a stupid club with his group. He usually doesn’t go, he hates the smell of alcohol and the thick air surrounding him, but he was hoping that maybe he could get back on his game. He knows he needs to be careful, he shouldn’t hook up with a fan, or someone who knows who he is. So when he walked into the bar and his eyes immediately landed on you, he prayed you didn’t listen to kpop. Prayed you didn’t know who he was yet.

He hasn’t found the courage to walk up to you yet. You were surrounded by your friends, who where also attractive, but not like you were. You were wearing this tight pencil dress, it hugged your body so perfectly. But he noticed that you didn’t seem to understand how attractive you look. Always drunkenly directing the guys that approach you to your friends.

Humble

Hot

It should not be this easy for him to be turned on. He’s off his game. He needed to relax, but found it hard when he saw you looking over at him. He froze, he didn’t know what to do, and to what he sees, neither did you. You sent a sweat smile his way, and you returned it, it was so beautiful, he thought that a girl like you didn’t belong in a club on a Friday night. He didn’t know what would have happened after if one of your friends, who’s wearing a vintage tennis bodycon dress, that almost matched yours, hadn’t handed you a drink. Bringing your attention away from him. But he was disappointed anyway.

This interaction did not go overlooked by his friends. “A smile? That’s it? Go over there you idiot!” Haechan who drags out the ‘it’ for a dramatic effect. Jaemin rolls his eyes and leans back into his chair. “Can’t”

“Why not?” Mark joins, pushing his drink to the side so he can lean over. “Ever guy that has went up to her has been redirected-“

“But she smiled at you” mark interrupts.

“I wouldn’t mind being redirected to one of her friends” haechan remarks, mark joins jaemin in rolling his eyes this time. “I’m going to get another drink, come with me” haechan ignores the boys reactions and gets up form the booth that are currently seated at. “Why me?” Jaemin complains. “Because we need to get you with a girl, one way or another tonight, and that’s not going to happen with you sitting here”

Jaemin thinks for a moment, before standing up with a groan and follows haechan to the bar, not noticing the pair of eyes that follows him.

Your eyes.

•••

“He’s cute!!” Yejun announces, drunk out of her mind. “That’s who you’ve been staring at all night?” She slumps her body into yours and you flick her forehead for being so loud. Almost missing due to the alcohol. “He looks like a idol that I like- all his friends do actually” you inform, tearing your eyes away from the blue haired boy at the bar. “A kpop idol?” Shihyun butts in. “Yeah”

“Wow! Kpop idols at a club!? No way!” Shihyun shoots up from her seat to look for the topic of the subject but fails “where? I wanna see a kpop idol!” She announces, you all quickly turn away when you see the two boys heads begin to turn towards your direction.

They must’ve heard her.

“They aren’t actually kpop idols they just look like them you idiot!” You scold, placing a hand on the side of your face to hide you embarrassed features. “Oh” the others are doing the same.

You really shouldn’t have decided to come tonight, you have mock trial tomorrow and a hang over isn’t going to help your performance. “You should talk to him.” Yejun is the first to put her hand down when she notices the boys look away. “And say what? I don’t want to hook up with anyone anyway” you laugh and take a sip of your drink. You really should stop but you need the alcohol to help you forget about your dramatically sad life.

“Why does it have to be a hookup? I know plenty of couples who’ve meet at a club. Or maybe that’s what you need y/n, a good hookup to set you straight!”

“I’ll set you straight if you don’t keep your voice down.” You say through your teeth and the girls giggle. “What group do they look like?” Chaewon finally enters the conversation, she pushes the strains of hair that stick to her face do to her dancing. Her short black hair still looked just as good as when you got there. “Nct” you answered

“Nct?”

“Nct, I don’t think thats really them, I’m just too drunk, but he definitely looks like na jaemin… or maybe I should stop drinking” you confirm, setting your drink to the side, which Shihyun gladly finished for you. “They are very talented, and that jaemin guy is my favorite, that’s probably why My brain is putting his face on him… or maybe they do just look alike” you add, not noticing the eyes that were on you.

His eyes.

Na Jaemin’s eyes.

•••

“She knows who I am…she knows it’s me” jaemin informs with the most disappointing tone. He placed his head down on the counter while waiting for haechans drink. “No, she thinks you look like him” haechan pays him on the back.

“You could still hook up with her, even if she did know who you were.”

“Stop talking haechan, I have a headache”

“And a boner” he teases, “you really need to go talk to her” Jaemin fights with everything in him not to punch the boy next to him. He turns his head on the counter to your direction. You were being dragged to the dance floor by a girl with short black hair.“I’m going to the bathroom.” He grumbles, before dragging himself off the counter.

“To get yourself off? Loser” haechan didn’t even bother keeping his voice down. Which is why Jaemin’s didn’t feel bad about elbowing him in the back with all his strength. He follows the signs to the bathrooms when he realizes they are locked. He sighs and leans himself up against the wall to wait for whoever is in there to come out. The club wasn’t dirty at all, that’s why he feels so comfortable there. But at any other club, he wouldn’t even think of touching the wall- let alone ues their bathrooms. He sits there for a moment wonder why no one is coming out.

Tired of waiting and taping his foot on the ground, he pushes himself off the wall and goes to knock at the door. The response didn’t come from the bathroom, nor did it come form a guy.

•••

“They closed the bathrooms inside” you inform the tall guy you had stumbled onto when looking for your phone charger. You knew this place fairly well, Chaewons older brother did own it after all.

You left Chaewon at the dance floor almost immediately, there was now way you would be able to dance without throwing up form the alcohol in your system. When he turns to you, and gives you and look up and down, taking in your features, you continue. “They want to avoid messy hook ups I guess, they used to happen all the time here” you laugh and he smiles. “Can’t blame them, there are some very attractive women here” you catch his eyes roaming your body again. But you don’t feel the need to cover up. In fact you want him to look at you for days.

Must be the alcohol, or maybe the fact that he looks like a fucking idol.

You cough after a moment too long of silence, the noise making his eyes snap back to yours. “The bathrooms out back are open, they are just as nice, promise” you inform. Your thumb pointing out the back door, toward the outside seating area.

Promise?

PROMISe!?

Where the hell did that come from?

“Promise? You seem to know this place well. And even promoting it.. do you work here?” He laughs and you join him. He smile was contagious. He has to be some kind of doppelganger. “No I don’t work here… but if I did, would this be considered being helpful?”

“Very” he smiles to you again, and even if your tried hiding it, you couldn’t, you smile back at him, uncontrollably. You two stand there for another moment…

This is awkward.

•••

This is awkward.

He thinks You can definitely see his boner… or maybe your too drunk? He’s hoping your too drunk. The way you carry yourself is so attractive to him. He’s only exchanged a couples words but he already likes your personality. “Thanks” he breaks the silence while making his way past you and towards the door. You respond with a nod and another beautiful smile. He can’t help the next words that leave him. “You’ll be here when I get back?” His hand is in the door, holding it open when you turn to him. “Will you give me a good review if I am?”

He chuckles softly and nods to your direction before walking off.

•••

HOLY SHIT

You really where going to stay and wait for him. It wouldn’t kill you to maybe see how it would go with him. You watching him make his way around the corner, following the signs. When you feel and cold hand on your wrist. You turn to see one of the nice guys you turned down earlier in the night. “Hey pretty, sorry to bother you but your kinda drooling” he tease. You bring your other hand to your mouth before realizing it was a joke. “Ha ha, very funny” he laughs and you join him.

He was pretty nice, when you turned him down, he didn’t pester you or offend you with the usually ‘you’re ugly as fuck anyways’. He just smiled and Said ‘I understand’

We all know that’s the bare minimum, but It felt nice to know guys weren’t so bad. His name was Jaeun? Or something.

“Are you looking for someone to dance with, while you wait on your little friend? Because if you are… I’m all yours.” He places his hands out to show off his body. You giggle and shake your head. “No actually I should stay here, he asked me to-“

“-What are you a dog? Your just going to follow his commands?” Your shocked to hear the voice coming from beside you. Must have been one of jaeun’s fiends. You turn to the other boy, his expression was cocky and his breathe definitely tells you he’s been drinking. “Maybe I am” you shrug and turn back to jaeun, who’s eyeing his friends. “Dude, could you go away?” He asks, motioning his hand towards the tables. The drink in his hand almost spilling with the movement. This is awkward and so unnecessary. But you can’t bring yourself to say anything. If you weren’t so drunk to stand on both feet evenly you would’ve told both of them to leave you alone With full confidence. But your feet keep shifting weight and your fingers wiggle with anxiousness.

“Why? She obviously isn’t planning on being with you tonight. Give it up dude” you let out a sigh and begin to back away quietly. “That has nothing to do with it- your making her uncomfortable” he argues, his hand now gesturing towards you. His drink spilling at the action. Getting on your arm. It wasn’t a big deal since your dress was sleeveless, but it still irritated you, because now your sticky and not in the way you wanted tonight. “I’m so sorry” he turns to you quickly taking a napkin from a nearby table to help you wipe of the Martini looking drink off if you.

“It’s fine- I’m going to run to the bathroom.” You lightly push him away, and he respectfully backs up. “I’ll com-“

“Hey” you turn around to face the back entry. You see the jaemin doppelganger at the door, his eyes look to the pair of guys behind you, before looking back at you with an ashamed smile. “I can’t find the bathrooms” he says. You almost giggle at his face.

Almost.

No, no you did.

You giggled.

•••

When he came from the bathroom to see two guys hovering over you, He was kinda upset, when he asked if you’d still be there when he got back. He kinda also meant alone. But as he got closer to the window filled door, he noticed uncomfortable you were. When he opens the door all he heard was.

“It’s fine- I’m going to run to the bathroom.”

He just got back from there… He looked at the guy who had his hands on your arm, he was about to say something jaemin would not like- not in the slightest.

“Hey”

When you turn to look at him. He saw your face light up almost immediately. He put on the best acting if his career.

“I can’t find the bathrooms”

when you giggle, he joins you.

“I’ll show you, I have to clean up anyway” you make your way up the steps and he moves to give you more space to get passed him in the doorway. Almost grazing his boner, he tried to hide while in the bathroom.

He follows you around the tables and you both walk shoulder to shoulder towards the bathroom. He wanted to hear you talk. Your voice was so angelic, and he wasn’t having the silence. “I heard your conversation earlier.” He lets out, looking to you. He tries to stop his fluttering heart when you look back to him. “The one about me being a dog?” You question

“What?” Maybe your too drunk.

“Nevermind, what conversation?”

“The one about nct..”

You pause your feet for a moment, he joins you. The muffled music in the background. “Oh… really?” You mumble under your breath.

“Really”

“You just look like an idol in nct” you let out an embarrassed breath and cover your face with your palms. His heart almost stopped and his head felt really light.

“Yeah? Who?”

“His name is jaemin.. you look like na jaemin”

Me nods at that. “Is that a compliment?” He questions. If only you knew.

“Have you seen him?!” You ask in a ‘of course’ tone. He can’t help but smile.

You laugh when he just watches you. “Yes it’s a complement.” You ensure with two pats to his chest. Then you turn back on your heal to continue walking. He follows, almost like a cartoon character when they smell food- floating towards the source of the amazing smell. You were intoxicating. “I’m glad I meet your standards”

He almost knocks onto you when stop dead in your tracks. “I think I’m gonna puke” his smile drops. “Sorry, was that to much?” He asks walking around you to find your eyes. “What? No not that, I think it’s the alcohol” you choke out and turn around, facing away from him. “What are you doing” he laughs at the action. “Don’t want a cute guys first impression of me to be me puking” His laugh only grows the more you talk.

“Dont worry this diffidently isn’t my first impression of you” He turns his head towards the bathroom he just came from. “Here use the bathroom, I’ll hold you hair back” he reassures you by placing a hand to you back, trying to guid you to the door. “Did you not hear what I just said?” You turn around with the cutest expression he thinks he’s ever seen. Your eyebrows scrunched together, and you lips are unintentionally place in a pout. “Your cute” he says holding into your arms. “Here, relax. Breathe in through your nose and out through your mouth.” He instructs, following along with his own advice to help you.

“I feel stupid.” You argue but follow Anyway.

•••

This is so embarrassing, you meet a cute, funny, nice guy- and your about to throw up on his nice weird t-shirt. You thought about it before, the blue hair and the orange in his shirt should clash but it doesn’t, he looks good-

“I feel stupid” you argue before matching his breath. After a while you feel the tickle in your stomach begin to die down. You lose train of thought while staring at him. His smile grows through breaths and he ends up laughing. You follow none the less. “You good?” He asks removing his hands from your shoulders. You almost whined- but you didn’t! Your head did feel light though, and your knees buckled every so often because of your loss of balance.

“Yes sir” you announce with a thumbs up. “Good… so if I were to be working here, you would say I was helpful?” He jokes. You smile at the reference to your previous conversation and roll your eyes. “If you worked here I would give you the best yelp review.”

He raises his eyebrows in shock “the best?!” His smile grows, Placing his hand to his chest. “Is it because I look like you celebrity boyfriend?”

You gently slap his shoulder. “Stop bringing that up!” You demand, you almost started to regret hitting him- considering you two just met, it would be word to just slap him. But he didn’t seem to mind. Gently rubbing the spot with a laugh he can’t seems to stop. You watch him with a smile while you legs continue to wobble. He notices and stops his expression all together. His body stands up straight and his eyes watch your legs then your eyes. “Are you okay? Do you wanna sit down?”

He doesn’t wait for your Response before looking for the nearest bench. “I’m good, just drunk” you try to relax him.

“Your about to fall-“

“-Fall in love” you wink at him, and he tries not to laugh at your drunken state. “Can you walk?” He asks.

“Of course I can walk- Mr customer service” you shew him away with your hand before talking a step towards the bench tm he’s gesturing to.

•••

He moves to catch you immediately after you trip over your own feet. Your back is pressed up into his chest, his body warmth is making your body relax into him. You can’t control it. “Sorry, unlucky start” he hears you insist,. it’s unbelievable; the amount of times you’ve made him laugh tonight. And he can’t tell if it’s because your actually funny or if he just really likes you.

He slightly bends down to wrap an arm behind your thighs, and the other around your upper back. “I better be getting tipped for this-“ he mumbles before lifting you up bridle style. You yelp, crossing your arms around his neck in shock. Though the rest of your body is too week to react. “Your very strong” he hears you breath out against his neck. His spine shivers at the feeling of your lips grazing his neck. “Yeah?”

He can almost feel the regret radiating off of you. Your shy.

It’s cute.

“This is RidicuLOUS” you try to complain but let out the last but when he sits down, with you still in his arms. “What are you doing?” You ask him, you let go of his neck and try to shimming off if him lap. Little do you know, you are absolutely teasing the hell out if him. “Trying to be a gentleman” he manages to let out without groaning when your bum lands in the bench next to him. Your thighs laying in his lap now. “Chivalry isn’t dead” you smile at him and he smiles back, placing a hand in your upper leg. He watches you eye him for a moment. Sharing a moment of comfortable silence.

“So where do you work?” You ask him. Your eyes are definitely checking him out, but he doesn’t mind at all. “I work in… entertainment. you?” He tries his best to dodge your question. “I’m in college… but I do dance for work” you answer, your words are slurred but he can understand you. “What is your major?”

He watches you think for a second, as if you forgot. “Law” he raises his eyebrows. “What college?”

“NCIT” you answer with a shy smile.

NCIT … WOW

…

You feel like maybe your over sharing to a total stranger, but honestly you don’t mind too much.

You two continue to make small talk about college and your family or friends. You share a lot, including your financial situation. He doesn’t seem to judge you at all when you tell him your struggling with money. He was just understanding and respectful. And made you feel safe. And a little giddy.

“How come we aren’t talking about you?” You question, tilting your head at him.

“I prefer to listen” he says simply, not giving it another thought. “So where are you living now?” He asks. You feel like your telling him everything, yet you know nothing about him. “This is unfair” you ignore his previous question to complain and he furrows his eyebrows. “Huh? What do you mean?”

You can tell he has stuff to say, you can see it in his face. He has stories to tell.

“I want to know more about you. What are your hobbies?” You ask him this time. It’s not too dark where you two are seated. The bench sitting under small fairy lights that wrap around the back seating area. His face looks so beautiful under the light. His face is looking up towards the night sky in thought.

“I like photography…” he shrugs. His eyes not finding yours. Instead they are stationed on your calf. Watching his finders squeeze at your skin. “That’s really cool! What do you usually take photos of?” You lean your body against the bench and wall beside you. “My friends, landscapes, anything really. That’s not important I like hearing you talk” He continues to pick at your skin.

“Well I like hearing you talk” you argue. He finally looks back to you. Your cross your arms to exaggerate and He smiles. His hand coming up to tuck a few strains of hair behind your ears. And you almost fall off if the bench. You look away from him quickly. Desperately trying to find a new subject. “Why don’t you drink?” You wondered if that was a weird question to ask, but you did notice that he haven’t ordered a drink when he was at the counter with his other friend- who definitely resembled haechan- and he didn’t seem drunk at all.

•••

The question caught him off guard, he was distracted by your eyes, Your lips, your cute nose, your bare neck. You were so perfect, physically and emotionally. He really wouldn’t the able to stop thinking about you. “I hate the smell and the taste of it.” He makes a face with thats statement, hoping to earn a laugh from you. Instead you cover your mouth. “Can you smell my breath!? Is it bad!? I swear I wasn’t drinking that much” he hears in a muffled tone. He laughs. “I’ve been all up in your face- talking- this whole time and you could smell my breath!?” You continue while leaning back. Laying down on the bench with your back pressed down against the wood. Your hands still covering your face. “No, your breathe doesn’t smell like beer at least- I mean you don’t smell bad” you tries to explain but he can’t help but laugh.

“I think I have a mint in my bag, but it’s inside-“ you start. Trying to move your legs off of him, but he tightens the grin on your legs. Your turn back to him. “-Said it’s fine princess” he demands, you just look at him. Probably Unsure on how to react to the action or the nickname. He did NOT want you to leave him, not yet.

He manoeuvres your body back to his, this time moving so your thighs are on his. And you allow him to do so.

“My breath probably smells like fried chicken anyway.” He laughs and you finally join him. Calming himself at the sound of your laugh. “As long as we both have bad breath, I guess it’s fair” you two continue to laugh for another moment. Before falling back to silence.

“You really do look like him…” you comment after hugging yourself due to the cold. He mentally curses at that reminder.

I AM HIM…

PLEASE DONT REALIZE ITS ME

WOULD IT BE THAT BAD IF YOU DID

WOULD YOU CARE?

WOULD I CARE?

“Do I? Would you still be talking to me if I was him” he begins to rub his hand over the skin in your leg. The act warming you down form the coldness outside. He watched you lean your head on the arm you have prompt up against the benches back. “Talking to you?… yes. Thinking about sleeping with you?… no”

He paused his movements

“Your thinking about sleeping with me?”

That’s not what he’s worried about right now. Why wouldn’t you sleep with him…? Or na jaemin at least.

“Is that okay?” You ask. Lifting your head up as if anticipating his response. He looks aways to think about it. “Well… why wouldn’t you sleep with my look alike?” He asks, hoping to get you to change your mind.

“It would be weird for him to sleep with a fan.. you know? I’ve heard idols do that a lot, there’s nothing wrong with it… I just don’t want to be a one night thing- and then forgotten”

He could never forget you. And you haven’t even had sex.

“You heard they do that a lot?”

These aren’t the questions he wants to be asking, but he shouldn’t give himself away too fast. He has to think about this, he needs to convince you to think about it differently.

“Well I’m a backup dancer for SM entertainment-“

“What!” He almost shot up in shock. He know you were a dancer.. but for His company!?

“Yeah… I’ve always heard about idols bringing fans to there dorm or hotel for the night. But I think I would feel really… weird to think and idol actually wanted to sleep with me ya know?”

“So you’ve danced with nct before?” He asks.

“No! Are you crazy?! As amazing as that would be. I could never.”

He thinks for a moment. He wishes he could be having a different conversation with you but this is getting interesting.

“Why not?”

“Well I’ve been assigned them a couple time but refused. They would probably feel uncomfortable to have a fan as a backup dancer don’t you think?”

“No”

“No?” you tilt your head to him and he smiles. He notices that you do that often and it’s cute. “I wouldn’t mind you being my backup dancer” biting his lip and wiggling his eyebrows with a smile.

You laugh, the sound of your giggles filling his ears. “That’s means so much, except your not them, I mean jaemin. He might feel differently” His smile drops.

Right

“What if I was though?” You think for a second. “I would think it’s sweat of you for saying that, but I would get to nervous to be around them anyway”

“Your not nervous around me, do I not have the same affect?” He jokes, selfishly continuing to rub at your leg. “Oh you do! You should feel my heart beat” you admit with a shy laugh. You feel stupid for allowing yourself to talk so freely with this random doppelganger guy. “Really? I’m making you nervous?” He rests he head on the wall behind the bench. Watching your eyes, then your lips- Your pretty lips that are stained from your drinks and plump from the bottles of alcohol. He swears his heart is beating ten times for then yours.

•••

You squirm under him when his hand travels up your leg to your thigh. “Mhm” you nod at his question, earring a smile from the man. “So what’s the difference? if I was really na jaemin… you still wouldn’t sleep with me?”

You look away from his eyes, you can feel your face burning- and we both know it’s not the alcohol. “Why do you care so much about him? Jaemin or not- I want to sleep with YOU” you mumble, it almost went unheard…

Almost.

•••

“I’m glad to hear that.” A fond smile shows on his face when you turn back to look at him.

He is so unbelievably hard right now. He could quiet literally pounce in your right now. But he can’t, he can’t scare you away. So instead he slowly leans towards you. His eyes finding your lips. And he almost connects them but stops. “Can I?” He asks, looking back up at you. Your eyes flicker from his lips to his eyes.

“Please” you whimper.

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