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zb1 hyung line x reader 5.1k word count genre ୭ explicit

🏷️: threesome, squirting, double penetration, oral sex, creampie, mostly member x member x reader but there are member x member too.

wherein jiwoong, hao, and hanbin are your roommates and yet they have hidden inuendos for you the moment that you stepped into the apartment.

“oh hey, let me help you with that.” a man who you recognize to be jiwoong, says to you, grabbing a hefty box from your arms.

two other men emerge from behind him, recognizing the raven haired man with a collarbone tattoo to be hanbin, while the burgundy haired man with prominent features to be zhanghao.

“oh my god, thank you so much— i was so lost from this maze of an apartment with my stuff.” you said with a slight laugh when the three chuckle, grabbing two boxes from the ground.

“it really seems to be that way, it’s like it goes in circles but trust me, the three of us felt the same too at first.” hanbin says with a chuckle, following jiwoong who led the way.

you and hanbin get yourselves invested in a conversation whilst zhanghao and jiwoong walked alongside each other.

“well yeah, i really needed a place last minute..” you said as your eyes marveled at the sight when they reached the middle of the apartment complex.

“and that’s a free place, everyone could go whenever at whatever time.” hanbin chimes before turning into a hallway with you trailing behind him.

the trio was interesting to your eyes. one was cold like winter, one was as warm as autumn, whilst the other was summer like a sunbeam.

jiwoong and hao waited for you and hanbin by the apartment’s door while you and hanbin both chitchatted away, starting to get along.

“oh and your keys are with jiwoong hyung.” hanbin finally says as you both arrive at the front door while jiwoong was fishing out your keys from his pocket.

“and here are your set of keys, i could give you another spare if you need it.” jiwoong says whilst handing the keys over to you, a small cherry keychain hanging from it.

your hand reaches for it, fingers brushing against his has jiwoong’s brain going off for a short second.

you take it with a smile, suddenly feeling giddy at the sight of your new keys.

“so? what are you waiting for?” hao chuckles, smiling at the sight of a small smile on your face.

you squealed in delight, making the trio smile behind you as you walked with a bounce in your steps. your hands quickly unlocked the door, squealing once again as you entered the apartment.

immediately, the boys had a smile on their face as you toured the apartment by yourself, opening doors that you could open.

soon, you step foot in front of a room with nothing but a bed and a few packed sheets on top of it.

“well, seeing that you saw everything in the apartment.. the room beside yours is jiwoong hyung’s, the room across yours is mine and hanbin the one beside me.” hao said as he walked in, placing the box near the wall.

“anyway, we’ll let you settle in. we’ll be right out if you need something.” jiwoong comments as he placed the box alongside the one hao placed, hanbin follows and does the same before smiling at you once the three stood by the door.

“bye pretty!” hao commented when he walked out of your room, jiwoong following suit behind him while hanbin flashed you a quick smile and wave before walking out and shutting the door behind him.

new life, here i come. you thought to yourself with a smile accompanying it.

—

months later, you were practically settled into the apartment.

there were traces of you everywhere: a hairclamp in their bedrooms, couch pillows with your pink cases, and your pink plates and utensils in the kitchen.

you liked being around them. even if jiwoong was still cold at times, whilst hao kept you warm like autumn, and hanbin who beamed like the sun.

—

“hyung, what did you do?” hanbin suddenly commented when jiwoong walked into hanbin’s bedroom where he and hao where hanging out.

“what are you on, bin-ah?” jiwoong asked back as he sat on hanbin’s swivel chair.

“hao hyung said you were in your room for the entire day yesterday and even today. what did you do?” hanbin asked him back, receiving dagger eyes from hao who then looked at jiwoong next.

“what did he not do, bin-ah?” hao said as he stared right back at jiwoong who was staring at him.

“nothing, hao-yah. nothing.” jiwoong said to hao who was still staring him down, not convinced with the older man’s answer.

“we agreed not to do anything yet, hyung.” hao said before he stood up and left the room.

—

you were simply lounging in bed when your door creaked open, a tall body stumbling into your room and onto your bed where he plopped on top of you, his lips immediately latching onto your neck.

“you’re so fucking hot..” he panted against your skin, placing open mouthed kisses on your neck as your hands frantically tried to push him away.

“haaah wait.. stop, i don’t want this!” you gasped when he sucked onto a particular part of your neck, feeling him hum against your skin.

he pulls away to steady himself above you, “you don’t want this? then how come this is wet for me?” he said as he cupped your core, feeling the fabric of your shorts turn damp.

you whimpered, eyes ignoring his even if you couldn’t see them in the dark, you couldn’t even recognize who this was on top of you.

“y/n, i want you. i want to mark you mine but the other two won’t let me.” he said as he latched himself onto your neck once more, hands groping your tits as you whimpered whilst you listened to his words.

he continues to mutter monstrosities on your skin, constantly placing kisses on your neck as you panted underneath him.

“p-please.. please fuck me—“ you gasped when he bites your skin a little too much, making him nip you in shock.

“tell me, tell me more. call me.” he grunted as your legs opened up themselves, placing them on either side of his body.

it was like your lower halves are magnetized to each other, his lower half immediately plopping on top of yours as his hand held onto the back of your knee before wrapping it around him, hips grinding against you almost immediately.

“please, i need more. need your cock in me—“ you whined as he grinded onto you harder, feeling his alcohol tainted breath against your skin.

“call me, y/n. call me.” he panted as his forehead slammed on your shoulder, grinding harder against you.

“j-jiwoong ah.. please fuck me!” you moaned when jiwoong let out a little whine, immediately coming in his pants when you called out his name.

suddenly, jiwoong stood up and ran out the room, just as fast as how he entered.

—

a day passed and you haven’t seen jiwoong since he last appeared in your room.

“bini bini! is woong home?” you asked hanbin who waltzed into your room, plopping on your bed where he lied comfortably.

“yep, he’s in his room.” hanbin answered, taking a pillow into his arms and taking a whiff of your vanilla scent.

unbeknownst to you, you didn’t even catch a glimpse of him smelling your pillow— the exact same one that you keep in between your thighs, grinding on it when the nights get cold.

“you sure? i haven’t seen him at all today..” you muttered as you walked right back towards your bed, sitting next to hanbin.

“why can’t you just pay attention to what’s here, lee? i’m right here, why do you need jiwoong hyung?” hanbin purred as he grabbed your thigh, making you turn your head to look at him in shock.

“i-i was just asking.. it’s because he disappeared on me last night when he—“ you said before you cut yourself off, not wanting to tell hanbin about what happened between you and jiwoong during his drunken nights.

hanbin’s head immediately turned to look at her, eyes digging for an answer. “when what, y/n? what did hyung do?” he asked with a blaze in his eyes.

“nothing, he did nothing.” you shrugged, trying to stray from the actual answer.

unconvinced, hanbin clicks his tongue before he pulled your thigh, making you fall on him when he pulled you with force.

with your hands landing onto his thigh, hanbin moved down towards your face and whispered to you, “i could do whatever he did better.” he whispered before slamming his lips against yours, hands reaching for your waist to pull you up to maneuver your on top of his lap.

you kissed him back, loving how his lips felt against your smaller ones. whilst he kissed you, you could feel how hanbin’s hands roamed around your body, feeling you up before they settled under your boobs, placed on the curve of your underboobs.

you whimpered as you rocked on top of him, hips grinding against his as you made out with him.

hanbin pulled away first, catching his breath before he spoke, “am i that better than hyung for you to start grinding on me? or are you that desperate for a fuck? might’ve as well called the hyungs, y/n.” hanbin said as he watched you grind on him.

you whimpered, “wan’ cock..” you said as you tried to pull yourself closer to hanbin when you wrapped your arms around his shoulders, pressing your front against his as you grinded on him.

hanbin hisses before reaching for his phone, filming you grind on him briefly on the mirror behind you before sending it over to their groupchat.

you continued to roll your hips not until the door to your room slams open, hearing angry steps a few seconds after.

“i just wasn’t enough huh?” jiwoong asked from behind you, a finger trailing up and down your back, moving back and forth before he takes it off of before you even get to answer because another person walks into the room.

“yah, you couldn’t wait for me?” hao grumbled as he took his shirt off, leaving it on the ground as he went over to you and hanbin who’s hands were busy roaming around your body and jiwoong who was mouthing kisses on your shoulder after he moved a part of your blouse off of you.

“you were taking way too fucking long.” jiwoong panted against you, nipping marks on your skin.

hao watched as you threw your head back, moaning as hanbin and jiwoong busied themselves with whatever they wanted to do with you. he sits himself down on the bed beside the three, shamelessly slipping his bottoms off before he pumped himself to full hardness, watching and listening to every whimper, every degrading words, every words of begging, and whatever you muttered to the two.

“baby, why don’t you go and help hao?” jiwoong says into your ear, hands reaching over to your front to grope your tits through your shirt.

you gasp when he toys with your tits, you turned your head to look over at him, “want to suck you off, hao-yah..” you said whilst reaching for his arm, pulling him towards you.

hao complies with your wants, immediately getting on his knees on the bed to position himself near your head. he lets your hand toy with his cock, wrapping your dainty hand around his huge length before popping the head into your mouth, tongue swirling around the head before you took more of his length into your mouth.

this gets hao groaning whilst hanbin and jiwoong watched as you sucked hao off, feeling themselves grow hard in their pants.

“that’s it, take oppa’s cock like a good girl.” hao grunted as he thrusted into your mouth slightly, head nearly poking the back of your throat as you bobbed your head up and down.

you continued to suck hao off, you flattened your tongue underneath his length and hollowed your cheeks as you sucked him. your hand took the remaining part of his length that couldn’t fit in your mouth, pumping it up and down before you cupped his balls, making hao whine before cumming without notice.

busy sucking hao clean from his cum, you didn’t notice how the other two were making out over your shoulder, grinding themselves against you. you only noticed when hao quietly told you when you popped off of his length, head turning only to see hanbin and jiwoong making out.

the two made out hurriedly, tongues battling against each other.

your hand pawed at hanbin, trying to get his attention as you grinded your hips, making the two moan before they pulled off of each other.

“my turn..” you pouted while slipping hanbin’s shirt off of him, lips immediately latching and mouthing at his tattooed collarbone. hanbin threw his head back in a moan before hao kissed him, then moving down to mouth kisses on his neck.

now having you and hao attack his neck, hanbin only grew harder before he pushed you both off of him, making you whine when he makes you sit on the bed.

“let hyung have a turn, y/n.” hanbin says while pointing behind you, eyes landing on jiwoong manspreading when you turned your head to look.

your mouth immediately waters as you turned your body to crawl on the bed, looking enticing to the three men’s eyes. stopping right in front of jiwoong, you stayed on your knees as your hands busied themselves in taking jiwoong’s pants off of him before you licked his head before you took more of him, head bobbing up and down as you took his huge cock in your mouth.

jiwoong pants as you took more of him into your mouth, watching as you could only take half of his length into your mouth without gagging.

“you can do better than that, y/n-ah.” jiwoong says before grabbing a hold of your hair into one hand, forcefully pushing your head further down his cock, making you choke all over him before you breathed through your nose, tearfully taking him before jiwoong moved your head in his pace.

meanwhile hanbin and hao settled themselves behind you, jerking themselves off as they watched you suck jiwoong off.

it only took a while before hanbin charged and settled himself behind your ass, hands cupping and groping them before he slipped your bottoms off of you before he knelt down and immediately licked

your slick up, making you flinch and moan around jiwoong’s length which has him moaning before he let go of your hair, now letting you do things at your own pace.

pulling off of jiwoong’s cock, you cried and whimpered as hanbin’s tongue toyed with your pussy, constantly lapping up your slick and juices before he sucked on your clit, making your legs quiver.

“suck him off, y/n.” hao whispered into your ear as he reached down and unbuttoned your blouse, slipping it off before doing the same with your pink bra.

you whimper before taking jiwoong into your mouth once more, only sucking and licking his tip while your hand jerked the rest of him off.

whilst hanbin was still busy behind you, tongue laying flat against your pussy before running along your folds, hao lied on his stomach facing you as his hand toyed with your nipples, pinching and twisting as he licked your ear, making you whine with jiwoong’s dick in your mouth.

jiwoong curses in frustration, feeling his orgasm nearing before it gets taken away because you pulled off of him again, moaning hanbin’s name as he pushed a finger into you.

“you really couldn’t wait til i came huh?” jiwoong said as he held your jaw open before pushing your head down his cock, forcefully pushing and pulling you off of him, making you gag around him as jiwoong used you.

hanbin moans against your pussy as you shook your ass, moving against his tongue and fingers. he liked how your pussy felt familiar against his mouth, fitting perfectly against him as he pressed his tongue against your pussy.

you could hear hao whisper something to hanbin which gets the man moaning against your pussy, this gets you moaning around jiwoong’s length which has him grunting and cursing before he came in your mouth, filling your cavern with his warm cum.

he pulls you off of him before he jerked himself off, releasing stripes of cum into your mouth and face. you kept your mouth wide open for jiwoong as you moaned, feeling hanbin pick up the pace behind you.

once he finishes cumming, he smiles and reaches for your face to clean your cheeks from his cum, pushing the cum around with his thumb before placing his cum covered thumb into your mouth, making you suck his finger clean.

“‘m gonna cum..” you moaned around jiwoong’s thumb as hanbin ate you out faster and harder, fingers pushing deep into you as he constantly licked your clit.

hanbin then shoves his tongue into your hole, fingers and tongue keeping you full as he toyed with your pussy from the inside.

this has you sighing in content before moving your hips back and forth, making hanbin lick you deeper as he took his fingers out of you, wanting to make you cum with his mouth and mouth only.

hao only grew harder as he watched hanbin grind on the bed shamelessly as he ate you out, hips rutting on the bed while busying himself with your pussy.

from the way your legs shook and quivered, heavy breathing as you moaned hanbin’s name, hao knew you were growing close to your orgasm because he knew how exactly you sounded as you came — a nightly routine where the three listens to you through the thin walls when they know you’re going to be busy touching yourself.

“take a finger into her ass and poke deep into her.” hao whispers in hanbin’s ear before the man follows, eyes staring right at your other hole as hao spat on it before he pushed his finger into you, making you scream before you shook uncontrollably, pussy clenching on hanbin’s tongue before you started cumming on him.

“fuck fuck fuck! it’s too much, oh shit hanbin!” you cursed as you shook while cumming in hanbin’s mouth, hearing the other two men praise you.

your pussy clenches around hanbin’s tongue once more before he pulled it out, lapping your slick and cum up whilst fingering your ass, making you whimper before you started squirting all over him, staining the bed with your squirt as hanbin took his finger out of your ass before laying three fingers flat against you as he moved it back and forth as you squirted.

hao moans as he watches you squirt, only to make himself cum all over his hand. he moves and sits himself down beside jiwoong, letting the man hold onto his cock while he held onto jiwoong’s, lightly jerking each other off as you squirted uncontrollably all over hanbin.

“aah aah… bin-ah, stop..” you whimpered once you came down your high, slightly crawling up jiwoong’s body before your head landed on his upper thigh, watching as hao and jiwoong jerked each other off while chasing your breath.

“you’re unbelievable, y/n.” hanbin chuckles before he crawled over to hao, sitting on the man’s lap, watching as the older got jerked off by the eldest.

“want your cock, woong-ah.” you panted whilst cupping jiwoong’s balls, making the man curse as he looked down at you.

“how much do you want it? tell me.” jiwoong says while bucking his hips up, making hao pick the pace up as he pumped the older.

“want to feel your huge cock in me, make me all full with your dick and cum, wanna be a cocksleeve for you.” you said in your pretty voice as you got on your knees, hand toying with your nipple while the other went down on your pussy, rubbing it as you spoke.

when jiwoong doesn’t budge, you turned yourself around and got on all fours, bending over for jiwoong as you turned your head to look at him. you shook your hips at him, “my little pussy wants you, ji.” you said with a smirk when you see jiwoong let go off hao’s dick before he got on his knees, situating himself behind you.

he doesn’t even speak before he pushes himself into you, barely letting you adjust before he started thrusting into a rapid pace, making you scream as you shakily held yourself up.

“you like my cock that much, pretty? clenching and throbbing around me like a cockslut?” jiwoong muttered as he plowed into you, hips slapping against yours as he held your hips tightly while pulling you towards him as he thrusted.

you say nothing and moaned instead, feeling yourself only grow wetter by the minute, slick pouring out of your pussy and onto your thick thighs.

whilst you were busy getting fucked by jiwoong’s monster cock, hanbin and hao were busy with each other, mimicking how you were getting fucked.

hanbin had hao bending over for him, fucking him at the same pace that jiwoong set as he fucked you. hao shakily held himself up before he simply let himself plop his upper body on the bed, letting hanbin hold his lower body up into the air as he fucked him.

“oh shit! ji! fucking dick is too big, gonna break me!” you screeched as jiwoong’s thrusts were strong and hard, making your hands slip and plopping right down on the bed before his hand landed on your back held your body down, pressing himself deeper into you.

jiwoong laughs as he felt your cunt clench around him, pussy quivering around his huge dick as you moaned underneath him.

your moans are continuous, just like his hard thrusts. hao on the other hand was silent as hanbin now fucked him on his back, switching positions earlier.

the auburn haired man had his mouth into an O as hanbin held his hips tightly as he fucked him, balls slapping against the crook of his ass. he held hanbin’s shoulders helplessly as the younger plowed into him, eyes watching you as you cried underneath jiwoong who didn’t listen to your cries.

“wish you could’ve had a pussy huh? you and y/n could be jiwoong hyung and i’s cockslut.” hanbin panted above hao as he held and pressed the older’s legs up, putting him into a mating press.

hao only whines and nods, hole clenching around hanbin’s dick as he reached down and jerked himself off.

you had your eyes on them as jiwoong fucked you, watching as hanbin fucked hao with such loving eyes that hao couldn’t see and notice from the way he was moaning uncontrollably with his eyes closed.

whilst you had your eyes fixated on the two men, jiwoong acted on his own impulse and fucked you in the way he likes, thrusts merciless as he fucked your pussy, his hand slapped your ass ever so often to catch your attention, making you yelp and whine.

“gotta pay attention to me or else i’ll stop fucking you.” jiwoong grunts as his fingers dug into your hips as he held you firmly against him, lifting you further up to pull you closer to his body.

you moaned as a reply, feeling jiwoong pull you up to get you on your knees, pressing your body against his as he fucked you.

“p-please don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop! gonna cum!” you moaned as jiwoong held onto your tits as he plowed into you, dick reaching further deeper into you as he thrusted.

jiwoong complies to your request, simply thrusting into you harder and deeper which has you moaning and screaming when jiwoong moved his hips upwards, bouncing you up and down.

“shit shit, ji! ‘m cumming!” you screamed before you started cumming all over jiwoong, hao’s moans accompanying yours when he came all over his stomach.

hanbin’s thrusts come to a halt as he watched hao cum all over his stomach, moans harmonizing with yours as you came down your orgasm.

“good boy.” hanbin says to hao with a smile, pulling out of the man before he cums inside of him. hanbin settles himself down in your previous spot, lying down right in front of you and jiwoong as you came down your high on his dick.

“come and ride me baby, come on.” hanbin ushers you when you finished cumming on jiwoong, making the eldest wince when you moved off of his dick and on hanbin’s lap.

“be a good girl and i’ll make you cum, yeah?” hanbin says as he made you turn around, making your back face him as you sat on his lap. you nodded before hovering your hips above his, letting hanbin toy with your hole using his head before he slipped himself inside of your ass.

hanbin sighs and throws his head back as you sunk down on him, ass clenching around his dick as you sat down.

“haaaah.. woong-ah, want you too..” you said as you started lying down on hanbin’s front, spreading your legs to further entice jiwoong to join you and hanbin.

hanbin reaches and holds onto the back of your knees, further spreading your legs as he moved you up and down his cock, making the latter moan as you threw your head back, asshole clenching all over the man’s cock.

this has jiwoong swallowing a ball of saliva once he sees your ass clenching all over hanbin’s cock, slick pouring out of you at every move hanbin does.

he watches as hanbin thrusts into you, balls slapping against your ass as he fucked you. hao on the other hand was spent beside the two, still catching his breath from his intense orgasm with hanbin earlier.

“looking a little too desperate for cock huh? could’ve asked us way back to stuff you full with our cocks, could’ve kept you full with our cum in your little pussy.” jiwoong said as he positioned himself closer towards you, easing himself into your gaping pussy which has you gasping as you held onto jiwoong’s arms.

“w-wait, hold on..” you shook as jiwoong bottomed out inside of you, only for jiwoong to shake his head at you, “whores don’t get to ask for shit.” he says before plowing into you, no longer making you wait.

hanbin simply smirks as he thrusts into you, creating a stable rhythm in your ass whilst jiwoong was plowing into your pussy.

at this point, you were moaning loudly for all of your neighbors to hear. you could feel your holes gaping as two dicks thrusted into you, hole barely clenching around them.

“fuck, you’re gonna make me cum if you—“ jiwoong moaned into your ear when you slightly started clenching around him and hanbin tightly, tight enough to have them still inside of you before they moved with force.

hao simply had a smile on his face while jerking himself off as he watched you who was practically drooling as you got fucked in two holes — you felt like jiwoong and hanbin were growing bigger and bigger inside of you as they rocked themselves into you.

“oh fuck— jiwoong!” you moaned before you felt hanbin pull on you hair, “you’re cursing hyung now? you’re really just an ungrateful little girl huh?” hanbin grunted as he plowed into you, making your back arched as he pulled harder on your hair.

you shook your head despite your hair caught in hanbin’s hand. you moaned desperately as you were moving back and forth above hanbin, makimg jiwoong’s eyes fix themselves on your tits that moved along the rhythm.

his thrusts were erratic, feeling your walls clench harder around him despite having another cock in your pussy. jiwoong could feel hanbin through the walls, moving in you in a fixed rhythm.

the two kept fucking and degrading you, getting you to cry meanwhile hao already had 2 orgasms while watching you three, enjoying his fair share of porn right in front of him.

the noises between you three are filthy, noisy even. the room was reeked with the scent of slick, sex, sweat, along with noises of grunts, whines, moans, and skin slapping against each other.

hanbin had both his hands on your tits, fondling them meanwhile you had your hands on top of them, liking how his hands felt against your peaks.

while jiwoong had his head placed near your ear, constantly licking the skin underneath your ear before he’d whisper random words into your ear, degrading you as he thrusted rapidly into your ass.

“god, i’m fucking close.” jiwoong panted in your ear as he thrusted into you, he grunts when you grabbed his shoulders tightly, legs wrapping around his waist.

you pant as you held him tightly, “i-in me! wan’ both your cums in me!” you moaned when both jiwoong and hanbin started thrusting into you at the same time, both muttering sweet nothings into your ear.

“yeah? wanna be all full from our cum? keep your pussy and ass filled with cum, don’t want a single drop wasted, y/n.” hanbin moaned before his thrusts started to slow down, feeling himself grow closer to his orgasm.

you nodded and screamed when jiwoong twisted and pulled at your nipples, grabbing your attention.

“can you cum, hmm? won’t last if you keep clenching on us like that, baby.” jiwoong said softly as if he wasn’t thrusting into you like an animal in heat.

you cried out and nodded, “yes yes yes! ‘m gonna cum! please, fill me up with your cum!” you cried out loud once more before you started going over the edge, cumming all over them as you squirted uncontrollably.

hanbin and jiwoong groaned in chorus before they too started cumming inside of you, filling up both your holes with their warm cum.

they still inside of you just until you finished squirting all over them both, pussy clenching as you came.

jiwoong slips right out, watching as a ring of his cum came along his dick as he pulled out, feeling satisfied with how he filled you up with cum.

meanwhile you shakily got off of hanbin, popping off of his dick as he groaned when his dick slaps against his stomach as a few drops of cum dripped out of you.

you lied down in hanbin’s spot, catching your breath as you came down your high and adrenaline.

“my turn.” hao smiled when the two parted ways from underneath and above you, letting the middle do whatever he wanted to do with you.

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seokmthw · 1 year

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7 minutes | sung hanbin

⇢ pairing: hanbin x reader

⇢ warnings: fluff, suggestive, not explicitly nsfw but definitely a little suggestive, mentions of alcohol

⇢ word count: 775

prompt: #12 "let's kiss and see where this takes us"

⇢ note: thank you so much for your request! i hope this lives up to you expectations an is at least somewhat along the lines of what you wanted :3

“have fun you two!” was the last thing you heard your best friend, matthew, say before he shut the closet door and engulfed you and your partner in complete darkness, the only light coming from the crack underneath the door.

to say you were nervous was an understatement. it wasn’t everyday you were playing seven minutes in heaven with sung hanbin, your university’s star dancer, especially while he was slightly tipsy. you were so thankful you’d had a few drinks as well, because if you didn’t you weren’t sure you would be able to handle being in such close proximity to him.

you let out a small, nervous sigh, your eyes finally adjusting to the darkness and flitting up to look at hanbin. much to your surprise, he was already staring at you, his pretty brown eyes sparkling in the dim light and his head cocked to one side, “is everything okay?”

you nodded sheepishly, thanking the universe he was unable to see the blush that was surely dusting your cheeks a deep pink, “yeah, i’m just a little nervous, is all” you admitted, casting your gaze back down to your shoes.

“we don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to,” hanbin replied, “i don’t want to make you uncomfortable or anything.”

his words caused your eyes to widen and your head to snap back up, your mouth hanging slightly open, “no, no, that’s not what i’m saying!”

the corners of hanbin’s lips curled upwards ever so slightly hearing you frantically try and get your words out. you sighed again, this time out of frustration with yourself. you knew you wanted at least something to come of your time in this godforsaken closet, that was the whole reason you agreed to play the game, but you felt awkward and thought hanbin was way out of your league. his eyes were burning into you as you, once again, stared at something that wasn’t him and you couldn’t help but feel a lump rise up in your throat.

you felt a hand delicately grip your chin, turning your head to look at him for the nth time since walking into the closet. his words were gentle and his eyes were sincere, “let’s kiss and see where this takes us. that sound like a plan?

“okay,” you meekly replied, feeling another wave of nervousness wash over you, “i’d like that.”

hanbin finally broke into a grin, his eyes disappearing into little crescents before he closed the distance between the two of you, his free hand finding its spot on your waist. you were unsure if it was the alcohol coursing through your veins or if it was a sudden burst of confidence, but you snaked your arms around his neck and pulled him closer to you, overall deepening the kiss. hanbin pulled away slightly, his lips brushing yours as he spoke, “you’re really cute when you’re flustered, you know that?”

now it was your turn to smile, and instead of answering him, you sealed your lips in another kiss, this one a little more heated than the last. hanbin moved his hand up to cup your cheek, his mouth parting slightly for more open-mouthed kisses, his tongue swiping your bottom lip in hopes of gaining just a little more access. you granted him that, your breath hitching in your throat the moment he started exploring your mouth.

you found yourself tangling your hands in his hair, tugging at the roots ever so slightly upon him digging his fingers into your waist. he moved you backwards slowly, allowing your back to rest against the wall and to give him the leverage over you he was desiring. just as he was beginning to trail his lips along your jaw and neck, the closet flooded with bright, beaming light, catching you both by surprise.

you couldn’t help but glace up at hanbin, taking note of his messy hair and swollen lips and pink cheeks. you smiled, mainly to yourself, getting ripped from your trance by matthew’s voice, “i was not expecting to find you two like this, but um, time’s up?”

with that, matthew disappeared back into the living room scratching the back of his neck, leaving the two of you to collect yourselves before you followed him. hanbin gazed down at you, his expression soft and a pretty smile adorning his lips, “do you wanna go out to dinner with me sometime?”

“i, um,” you started, clearly flustered by his sudden proposal, though you tried not to let it get the best of you, “i would love to.”

“good, because after this, i definitely think i want to do it again.”

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kkongdakz · 9 months

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“ 📲 BIP ! YOU JUST GOT A TEXT ! ” ft. kim jiwoong

or simply : random daily texts with boyfriend ! jiwoong.

jiwoong x reader, genre : fluff, warning : none

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jebewonmorelike · 9 months

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Don't Push It

wc: 1.5k pronouns: none used; n/a warnings: light swearing, flufff, i guess angst but not serious, jiwoong is jealoussss, slightly unsafe wielding of scissors lmao summary: you've been opening youth in the shade albums for hours now trying to find the photocard of your boyfriend jiwoong... you're trying to find your boyfriend jiwoong's photocard, right (y/n)? ~masterlist~ ♡ ~kofi (no pressure at all)~ I DID IT. I POSTED. FINALLY. HAHAHHA HELP i hate working. after pulling at least one jiwoong inclusion from every album i bought, i've decided to honor jiwoong's dedication to trying to become my bias with this fic. okay, now i'm gonna try to make a pt 2 for the gunwookie fic i posted at the beginning of the month. let's see if i can get that done this week :)

“Come on, come on, COME ON,” you shout, taking one of the blades of your scissors and slicing through the plastic packaging of yet another album. “If there’s a god, please. I’m begging you here.”

You throw your scissors down onto your kitchen table, tearing off the plastic wrap and not-so-carefully shaking the packet of album inclusions out of the booklet.

Having bought many groups’ albums in the past, you had to admit you were pretty impressed with WAKEONE’s packaging for ZeroBaseOne’s debut mini-album. They had managed to go above and beyond when it came to the details. Every item was printed with a logo or the members’ names or the album title and often with all three. Not even the posters were left blank on the back sides. There was a really cool thermal image on the cover of the Youth version and there were elegant transparent pages throughout each booklet.

Nothing was lazily scrambled together and the inclusions were all safely secured in a sealed (and logo-embossed) pouch like the one you are ripping open with your teeth right now like a feral squirrel.

“COME ON, COME ON!” You shout in anticipation, emptying the pouch of its contents onto your table in front of you. Sifting through the various items, you search for the photocard-- breezing past a Hanbin standee, a Taerae transparent, and Gunwook’s (adorable) godawful coaster design, you finally spot the photocard.

You squeal, snatching the photocard that’s hiding under the sticker pack to reveal...

“Oh, for fuck’s sake,” you groan, slamming the smiling picture of Gyuvin down on the table in frustration. You’d pulled the exact same photocard four albums ago.

You’re so engrossed in your fury of desperate album-opening, you don’t hear the bathroom door open-- your boyfriend walking into the kitchen with only a towel tied around his waist. Normally, you’d be quite distracted by this, but, right now, he might as well be a fly buzzing around your apartment.

The scissors are in your hand again, wildly cutting open the last Shade version album that you bought to "support your boyfriend". You’d preordered two sets of each album version, but after seeing a full template of all of the inclusions-- you’d bought fifteen more Shade versions and set out on a mission to pull one specific photocard.

“How’s my baby?” Jiwoong’s hands suddenly resting on your shoulders causes you to jump; having not even noticed his presence. He sees your surprise and kneads your shoulders soothingly. “Did I startle you? You didn’t know I was in the shower?”

You look up at him, smiling sheepishly. “I didn’t even know you were home.”

“Oh,” Jiwoong says, a little pout forming on his lips. “Ouch.”

You giggle, but the sudden widening of your boyfriend’s eyes in what seems like fear causes you to frown. “What’s wrong?”

You follow Jiwoong’s gaze all the way to your hand-- to find you’ve accidentally been pointing the blades of your scissors at him for the past minute. You slowly lower them to the table, giving him an awkward smile.

“Honey, don’t you think you’ve gone through enough albums?” He asks, taking a seat next to you on the kitchen table bench as you begin to rip the plastic off of your last album. Seeing the pile of photocards with his face on them, Jiwoong sifts through them-- surely noticing that you have yet to pull the second photocard of him from the Shade version of the album. “You know I literally could’ve gotten you all of my photocards for free.”

“Oh, uh,” you stammer, balling up the plastic wrap in your hand and tossing it into the open trash can next to the kitchen counter. You remove the pouch of inclusions and cut it open with your scissors. “I know, yeah. But that would... Um... Ruin the fun! You know?”

“It doesn’t really look like you’re having that much fun,” Jiwoong observes as he notices the light sheen of anxiety-induced sweat glistening over your skin, the redness of your eyes from how much you’ve been rubbing them in frustration, and the slight unkemptness of your hair from the way you were scrunching it up in your fists angrily when you’d pull the wrong photocard yet again.

“What do you mean? I’m having a blast!” You try to assure your boyfriend, but in your attempted demonstration of elation, you forget the presence of scissors in your hand once more. The blades point towards Jiwoong threateningly, causing him to blink back at you nervously. You bite your lip and lower the scissors to the table again. “Sorry.”

“After you open this one, you’re going straight to bed,” he replies, standing up from the table and walking towards the refrigerator. “Unconscious. Where you can’t wield scissors at your loving boyfriend.”

You shake the packet of inclusions out onto the table-- so nervous you’re unable to look. Eyes closed, you touch the different paper objects on the table; having opened so many albums, you know what each piece is just by feeling them.

Your heart stops when you find the photocard. As you lift it up in both of your hands, you take a deep breath and pray for it to be the right one. You hear Jiwoong walking back towards you as you finally open your eyes.

“YOU DID IT!” //// “NO GOD WHY!?”

You and your boyfriend’s overlapping but contrasting exclamations shock you both. Jiwoong’s brow furrows confusedly as he sits back down next to you-- snatching the photocard from your hand and examining it.

“This is definitely the photocard of me that you were missing,” Jiwoong says, grinning at you as he pats your head. “Did you not recognize it in all your excitement?”

“Um,” you stall, doing your best to hide your disappointment. “Exactly! Yeah, I thought it was the other one for a second.”

Jiwoong’s eyes narrow suspiciously. “You’re still not excited though. Why aren’t you excited?”

“I--... I’m just tired!” You answer, wrapping yourself around your boyfriend’s arm cutely. “You were totally right. All of that album-opening was exhausting! I should go to bed right now.”

“Right,” Jiwoong responds after a long moment. “Yeah, you should get to bed, baby. Go on-- I’ll be there in a few minutes.”

You lean in, kissing him sweetly before hopping up from the table and walking towards the door to your bedroom. Just as you’re about to head inside, Jiwoong suddenly calls:

“(Y/N), there’s another album you forgot to open!”

Running back towards the table in an absolute frenzy, you trip over the leg of the bench-- falling right into Jiwoong’s arms.

He looks at you expectantly. “Now why would you be running that fast to open another album if you’d already pulled the photocard you wanted?”

Realizing that this had been a trap-- that there was no album you forgot to open and that your boyfriend had caught you in a lie-- you grimace sheepishly.

“This isn’t the one you wanted?” Jiwoong asks with a pout, holding up the photocard you’d just pulled from the last album.

You sigh heavily. “No. It’s not.”

He removes his arms from around you, causing you to fall to the bench. Folding his arms across his chest sulkily, Jiwoong asks, “Did you want this one at all?”

“Of course I did, I just...,” you try to soothe, but it’s no use. Jiwoong is already knee-deep in what you call a ‘Petty Fit’. Your boyfriend throws one at least once a week over the smallest of things and you usually find them incredibly endearing, if not also very funny.

But this time, his Petty Fit is undeniably justified. If only he’d let you explain.

“Do you want any of my photocards?” He asks, throwing his whole upper body down onto the kitchen table melodramatically. “Do you want me!?”

“Woongie,” you whine, grabbing his wrist as he starts to take the pile of his photocards in his hand and lean towards the trash can with them. “That’s enough.”

Jiwoong huffs and you can practically taste the metaphorical salt. “Whose photocard were you looking for?”

“Jiwoongie,” you whine again, but the adorable pout he’s giving you makes you weak. Reluctantly, you mumble, “Mattchu’s.”

“Which one?” He asks, like it matters.

“The one where he’s wearing a sweater,” you answer anyway.

“Can you hear that?” Jiwoong gasps, hand covering to clutch his heart. “It’s my heart shattering.”

Unable to endure this any longer, you throw your arms around your boyfriend-- hopping into his lap as he stares back at you through wide eyes. “I love you soooo much.”

“Flattery will get you nowhere.”

“You’re the most handsome man I’ve ever met-- nay, the most handsome man on the face of the planet!” You compliment, showering Jiwoong’s face in tiny kisses. He’s trying and failing to hold back a smile. “You’re perfect and I love your face and I love your photocards and I love your face on your photocards.”

“Okay, flattery might get you somewhere,” he says, avoiding your gaze to keep from grinning.

“And, if you must know, the photocard isn’t for me,” you confess, running a hand through the hair at the back of his neck. “It’s for my sister. She’s been obsessed with Matthew ever since she watched him in CAMP ZEROBASEONE and she doesn’t have enough money to buy multiple albums. I was just trying to get the photocard she wanted for her.”

Jiwoong meets your eyes again, his cheeks flushing a bit in embarrassment. “Likely story.”

“Don’t be an ass.”

He laughs, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you closer to him. “So you’re not thinking of leaving me for a dumpling?”

“Wouldn’t dream of it,” you respond, before adding cheekily, “It would crush my poor sister.”

“Don’t be an ass,” Jiwoong echoes your warning, pressing his lips to yours before gently sliding you off of him and standing up from the table. Your heart skips a beat as you realize your boyfriend is still only wearing a towel as he runs off to your bedroom. “Give me one second!”

After about sixty seconds, Jiwoong reemerges from your bedroom; now wearing a pair of grey sweatpants and holding his arms behind his back. Making his way back over to the table, he sits down beside you again and produces a small rectangular object.

As it comes into focus, you realize what it is: the exact photocard of Matthew that you’d been searching for.

“Oh my god!” You squeal, snatching it out of Jiwoong’s hand. “You had it this whole time?”

He laughs, throwing an arm around your shoulders. “Your boyfriend has everything you need. Just ask next time, okay? Woongie’ll take care of it.”

“Yes, I’m so sorry for giving your company a ton of money,” you joke, kissing his cheek. “But I guess I should’ve known my boyfriend would have his boyfriend’s photocards.”

“They're not as good as my photocards, of course, but,” Jiwoong says, rolling his eyes as he grins at you. “If Mattchu will make your sister happy...”

You examine the photocard, smiling at the treasure you’d been hunting for. “He is cute though, isn’t he?”

“Don’t push it.”

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eumppattv · 8 months

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⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ soft launch | kim jiwoong

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b-ibilly · 1 year

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rauvlyna · 4 months

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Kim Jiwoong

yellow sweater and deep conversations

pairing: ZB1 Jiwoong x gn!reader

theme: slight angst, fluff (very domestic)

warnings: mentions of religion, idol struggle, kinda sad in general

word count: 1.6k

a/n: This is just kinda a domestic fluff oneshot and goes nowhere

"Oh don't act all innocent. Before we got together, all you did was flirt with me so I thought you were like that with everyone else. Turns out, you actually liked me and weren't just playing with my feelings." You chuckled at the memory.

Jiwoong shook his head and sighed. "I always had a thing for you, you know? I know we were just close friends before, but I always thought you were cute." He looked away, blushing at the things he was saying.

"I'm glad I'm the only person that gets to be this close with you." He smiled warmly as you hugged his waist. He liked the fact that you were caressing his sweater covered back. "You are all mine." He told you in a cheeky tone. "Not everyone can say they have you as a lover."

"And not everyone gets a Kim Jiwoong all to themself, and absolutely smitten - aka simping - over them. So I feel very VERY lucky."

more under the cut!

His eyes lit up as soon as you mentioned his full name. He leaned forward to kiss your cheek and smiled at you once again. "Maybe you should start simping for me more. I feel like I'm constantly simping for you, and it's good because you definitely deserve it." He smirked as he looked up at you. "I just feel like... well you interact with a lot of other people in your school so.. I don't, I feel weirdly jealous even though I know I shouldn't. Also, you've been really busy lately so we don't get to spend a lot of time together."

"I understand, I'm really sorry about that. There's no need to try and invalidate what you're feeling, it's good that you're telling me this."

"You can feel jealous, it's okay but I want you to remember that you're just.. I never imagined I would ever be with someone like you. People see your looks and think that that's all there is to you, but you're extremely talented. I mean, you're a dancer, a singer, an actor, a YouTuber, and a part-time comedian for me." you say, adding the part-time comedian jokingly.

"Yes, you are indeed not bad looking, but your personality is honestly the biggest contributor to why I fell for you. No one can top that, at least not in my books." You say all this as both of your hands hold his face, your eyes boring into each other's.

After hearing your words, his face lit up and smiled sweetly at you. "You don't know how happy that makes me, love. Honestly, when I'm with you, I forget all the things I do for work and fame. You're right, the first thing that people see when they look at me is just a celebrity. But I like to think that you don't see me like that. I hope you just see me as... Jiwoong. Your adorable, kind, and very beautiful boyfriend." He laughed once again.

"You really had to emphasize the beautiful part, didn't you?", you tease him. "But it's not like it's a lie, so I'll let it pass."

"Hmm.. to me.. you're just my dorky boyfriend who happens to be a celebrity, too." you brush off his hair away from his forehead and admire him, "I know I don't say this enough, but I'm really proud of you. You went through hell and back to get where you are now. I can't imagine how hard it must have been for you to be a part of shitty companies. Right now, I'm just thankful you're in a much better company. I wish you nothing but happiness and success."

He looked into your eyes after listening to your words. A warm smile appeared on his face as if he felt touched by your words. "I'm glad that I left those awful companies and finally found my place. I'm thankful that my dreams have come true thanks to your support. I'm also glad I'm still able to keep up with dancing and singing after all these years." He put his free hand on you cheek. "And I'm proud of you too."

You put your hand over his, "I'm serious.. Every time I think about what you've been through in the entertainment industry, my heart breaks a little. I know it's useless, but I can't help but wonder how things would be like if you had a good company in the first place. I have so many what ifs, but the one that stands out is - What if you became a successful K-pop singer in your first try?"

"I guess I would've been a lot more successful in life if I got into a good entertainment company right from the start." He shook his head at the thought.

"But, there's really nothing that we can do now, so might as well just keep on looking at the positive side. Those experiences in those awful companies made me the person that I am right now. Maybe that's how it was supposed to be." He shrugged his shoulders.

"You think about it too much, babe," is what he says before leaning forward to kiss your forehead.

You let out a sigh, "Sorry.. I can't help it. It just makes me wonder how you're still so optimistic and such a wonderful person despite everything. It reminds me of that one saying about how God supposedly gives the hardest battles to his strongest soldiers." I chuckle a little. "Neither of us is religious, but somehow it's very fitting."

He smiled when you spoke, trying to be understanding. But he also laughed. "No, no, you don't need to apologize." He leaned in to gently place a soft kiss on your lips. "You're so poetic sometimes, love. But if you're wondering seriously, then I guess it's because I've learned to be optimistic because I don't want to waste my time on being sad about things that I can't change." He placed his free hand on your cheek and caressed it once more. "Instead of being sad and having regrets, I can use that time to make more memories with you."

He started to think about the whole religion and battle thing you just said. He stayed quiet for a moment as he sat there silently. "You know, what you said reminded me of something too." He started to talk quietly once more.

You turned to him curiously, sliding off his lap and opting to sit beside him instead. "What does it remind you of?"

"Hmm... my friend once told me something back then. It's similar to what you said. He said to me, it's all about choices." He looked at you and put his free arm around you, bringing you closer to him.

"He told me this when I was in a bad place, and he was right. He said that we are all given certain circumstances in life and the choices we make lays a path for us to walk on, although we can never be sure where it'll ultimately take us, it's our hopes and intentions that keeps us away from straying from that path."

Smiling up at him, you nod. "Your friend seems like a great person. It was nice of them to say that. And yeah, that seems right. I'm glad that you had great people around you during those times."

He nodded in response. "Yeah... it was all thanks to him. He was the reason I got out of that bad place and turned my life around." He chuckled a little as he thought about the past. "And I'm so lucky to have you around, right now. You are always there for me, and you make me a better person."

"What about you? Did you ever have anyone like that in your life? Someone who helped you out during a bad time." He tilted his head as he waited for your response.

You hummed as you think of your past. "I'm not sure."

Clearing your throat, you continued, "Back then, I wasn't good at opening myself up to people even if I considered them as my friends. " You take a small pause, trying to remember at least one memory. "Oh! I remember that one friend I had during high school. I didn't exactly tell them about my situation, but I told them about what I felt.. It lifted a heavy weight off my chest, but I also felt bad after because I thought I was being an inconvenience."

He was quiet as you spoke, paying close attention to you.

"I'm sorry to hear that. Maybe that's why you're so good at picking up on other people's emotions right now." He thought out loud.

He continued caressing your waist, and you could feel his soft fingertips on your sweater. "I think you should try to reconnect with that person sometime if you get the chance." He smiled at you. "I'm sure they'll be glad to hear from you again." He said while playing with your hair.

"She lives overseas now, so we don't get to see each other. After graduation, we didn't get to keep contact either. I still like some of her posts on instagram from time to time. She does the same, too."

Yoy sighed and snuggled closer to him. It may be because you're tired, but for some reason, he thought that you were more touchy today.

As you snuggled a little closer to him, he smiled and placed a gentle kiss on your head. "I still think you should message her someday. Catch up for old times sake, you know?"

You nodded at his statement. "Maybe I will."

"Also, you're more touchy today? I like that. You can be as touchy as you want, you know." He joked once more.

After hearing his joking response, you softly smack his chest. "I don't even know why I'm like this. Either I'm just extra tired, or because it's been really cold lately which makes me... I don't even know."

a/n: If you got to this point, thank you so much for reading!! I really appreciate it. Also, this was difficult to edit (pretty sure there's still some errors), and I might have some grammar lapses, too. Wrote this a few weeks ago, and since it hasn't been long since Jiwoong's birthday, this can be a bday post, too. Thanks again!! mwahh

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nillachoco · 8 months

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we don't have our daily gyuvin updates anymore so tiktok sent me euppappa.2

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thinking about jiwoong taking advantage of matthew's innocent and dumb girlfriend, brainwashing her into thinking that it's normal for men to share their girlfriends with their friends.

"that's what friends do, darling, it's normal for them to share their girlfriends between them, you don't want matthew to get mad at you for not letting me use your pretty pussy, mmh?"

he says while you try to suppress your moans because he is rubbing your clit so well that your poor little pussy is already completely soaked and your mind goes so blurry, of course you don't want matthew get mad, you love him so much!! but you aren't 100% sure this is right :(((

(and anyway, matthew loves the idea of his clumsy and innocent gf getting fucked her brains out by jiwoong 🐈‍⬛)

when you stepped right into jiwoong’s trap, he already had his phone set up near the bed as he pulled you closer towards him.

“you trust oppa, right? you know oppa won’t hurt your pretty pussy, darling.. wouldn’t want mattchu to get angry either because he gave me permission to make you feel good too..” jiwoong says softly to you as he reached underneath your skirt to slip off your panties, making you step out of them before pocketing them.

you blinked profusely, mind confused with which side to follow — stop jiwoong or listen to jiwoong. his hands against your skin makes it hard for you to stop him, his hands were quick, now unclasping your bra in one swift movement before latching themselves on your nubs, getting them all stiff with just one flick and a few rubs.

jiwoong’s hands were quick even on himself, quickly shrugging off his shirt, pants, and his boxers that revealed his long length that slapped against his stomach.

your eyes widen at the sight, feet moving underneath you as you shuffled away from jiwoong. “i don’t think i can.. is too big..” you say, eyes moving back and forth from jiwoong’s cock and his face.

he hums before reaching for your hand, pulling you close. “it’s okay, oppa will train your pussy to fit me.” he says before pushing you on the bed, ravishing you.

matthew chuckles with jiwoong’s phone in hand, “you really got my dummy to fuck you huh? good job, hyung.” he says as he watched the video of you crying and sniffling as jiwoong held you from behind, hand rubbing your pussy as he thrusted slowly.

“that’s what friends do, darling. it’s normal for them to share their girlfriends between them, you don’t want matthew to get mad at you for not letting me use your pussy, mmh?” jiwoong purrs into your ear, still fucking you slowly as his hand roughly rubbed and moved fast against your clit.

you whine and tear up, shaking your head no as your pussy clenched around him. this has jiwoong nodding and kissing your shoulder sweetly before thrusting into you like an animal, making you yelp and scream out his name.

“she was easy to fool, one mention of your name and she’s already letting me touch and fuck her.” jiwoong shrugs as he looks over at the bed, eyes landing on you sleeping after yours and his activities a few hours prior to matthew’s arrival.

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seokmthw · 1 year

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give me love | zhang hao

⇢ pairing: zhang hao x reader

⇢ warnings: friends to lovers, college au, slight angst, fluff, explicit language, mentions of alcohol

⇢ word count: 9.06k

⇢ synopsis: you unexpectedly meet someone at a party who was also on sober friend duty, and soon you were desperate for him to give you the same love you felt for him.

⇢ notes: this is one of my most beloved works and i thought it would be really fitting to hao! i know i said in my initial post that i wouldn't typically post lengthy fics, but this one is definitely one of my few exceptions. i hope you enjoy!

you certainly did not think you would be starting your sophomore year of college at a party your best friend, gyuvin, was throwing in his apartment to “start off the year right.”

yet, here you were.

you’d been long forgotten about the moment a massive influx of people showed up to gyuvin’s front door. it’s not like you really cared, though, because he was definitely the social butterfly of the two of you and you were more than fine being crammed on one of the bean bag chairs in the corner of his living room. it’s not like you didn’t want to watch people drunkenly make out on the couch in front of you, anyway. definitely not.

you’d been nursing the same drink gyuvin handed you five minutes before people began to arrive for the past hour, hoping to god you could find something interesting to look at in the liquid to keep yourself occupied, considering you had been ransacked by boredom the entire time the party had been going on.

truthfully, you wanted to either bash your head into the wall or you wanted to go back to your own apartment and crawl into your bed with your laptop and a show on the television. you would never admit that to gyuvin though, because you knew that he was happy to have you at every party he threw whether he actually spent time with you or not. you didn’t have the heart to leave until you were able to make sure he was in bed and his apartment was semi-picked up after everyone bid their - always slurred, by the way - farewells.

you could have sworn even thinking gyuvin’s name seemed to lure him to you sometimes, because the brunette was calling out your name over the music, a goofy smile on his lips and his arm slung around a boy that you’d never met before. said boy looked extremely uncomfortable as well, and you felt painfully sorry for him as the pair approached you.

“y/n!” gyuvin exclaimed, a small giggle emitting from him. you rose to your feet and practically pried your very wasted best friend off of the poor boy he was clinging onto with an apologetic smile.

“i love you!”

gyuvin crushed you in a hug that made it impossibly hard for you to breathe. you grunted in surprise, patting him on the back, “i love you too, gyu.”

he turned to face the other boy, his smile never leaving his face as he stuck his hand out and said, “this is zhang hao, he’s hanbin’s sober friend, just like you’re mine! i figured you two could sit and talk or something. you always look like you want to die whenever you’re at one of my-” he cut himself off mid-sentence, “oh! hao, this is my best friend, y/n!”

each and every syllable that left gyuvin’s mouth was almost impossible for anyone to make out, but you’d grown so accustomed to how he spoke when he was drunk that you could understand everything he was trying to say. you couldn’t help but let out a chuckle at him, slipping out of his arms enough to reach down to your drink that was shoved beside your bean bag chair. you held out the cup to gyuvin and patted him on the shoulder, telling him to search for hanbin and that you would be in the same exact spot if he needed you for anything else.

“i take it you deal with him like this a lot?” the boy finally asked, though you jumped at his words because you had pretty much forgotten he was watching that entire scene unfold in front of him.

you turned to face him, your gaze finally meeting his without a drunk gyuvin between the two of you. you only smiled, “yeah, gotta make sure he doesn’t manage to get himself arrested. or hurt. it really just depends on the night.”

“i feel that one,” he laughed, “hanbin is almost always the exact same way.”

by now you had taken your spot back on the bean bag chair, motioning for zhang hao to inhabit the open one next to it if he wanted to. he sat down next to you, both of you angled in such a way you were able to talk face to face, “i’m surprised we haven’t met yet, to be completely honest. i see hanbin at these parties every time gyuvin hosts one.”

zhang hao nodded, “me too. he drags me to every single one even if i practically beg him not to. he’s a menace.”

you laughed at his choice of words for his friend, “same, but i’m pretty much legally obligated to attend them all otherwise i’ll get my head ripped off. i get ignored the entire time anyway so i’m always stuck here hoping my phone won’t die.”

the awkward beginning of your conversation quickly faded away as you got more comfortable with each other. you learned that zhang hao was majoring in music education with the hopes of being able to work with children across korea and hopefully internationally someday. you’d informed him that you were majoring in film production and hoped to someday take part in filming and editing music videos for groups across the country.

everything flowed so easily between the two of you, from what you hoped to get out of your future careers to what you each thought was arguably the best ben & jerry’s ice cream flavor to whether or not you thought water was wet. your night was pleasantly filled with giggles and newly formed jokes, much different from your typical experience at one of gyuvin’s infamous parties.

you had been talking for so long that you almost didn’t realize how quickly the time was ticking by until the amount of people in the apartment started to lessen and before you knew it, the only people who were left were you, gyuvin, zhang hao, and hanbin. you rose from your seat, grateful to finally be able to stretch your limbs without the fear of tripping someone and getting alcohol spilled all over you. you and the brown haired boy next to you made your way over to your friends who were clinging onto each other for dear life and giggling like no tomorrow. you cleared your throat, “i think it’s time to get you to bed, gyu.”

“but i’m not tired yet,” he pouted, his brows furrowed in annoyance at your sudden demand for him to leave the embrace he was currently engulfed in. you sighed, “come on, dude, it’s three in the morning and i’m tired.”

gyuvin reluctantly detangled himself from hanbin and wrapped his arms around you instead, though this time you accepted him with open arms in hopes of making your time easier. you glanced over at zhang hao, who was struggling just as much as you to even get hanbin out of the house. you couldn’t help the lighthearted laugh, “you guys can stay here tonight if you want.”

visible relief washed over zhang hao, “really?”

“yeah, i think both of them are too out of it to really notice anyway.”

you tilted your head to the side, indicating that gyuvin’s room was just down the hallway. zhang followed in behind you as you pushed the door open, revealing gyuvin’s spotless living space - which was starkly different to the rest of his house - and the plush bed that was shoved up against the wall farthest from you. gyuvin gleefully laughed, bounding toward the mattress with a wide grin as he flopped down onto the comforter and pillows.

you closed your eyes, trying like hell to grip onto the little bit of sanity you had left, and took a deep breath through your nose. gyuvin looked up from his spot on the bed, his bottom lip now jutted out and his eyes glimmering with unshed tears.

“fuck,” you muttered under breath, gaining the attention of zhang hao, who was trying to suppress the grin tugging at his lips and who was having it a lot easier than you were right now. hanbin was practically already asleep while he was standing up.

the universe was almost always kind to you when it came to gyuvin being trashed. he almost always cooperated with you when you tried to get him in bed, albeit he was clingy beyond belief, and he never, ever pitched a fight with you. being eternally grateful for that was something you hoped carried through the wind because if the world hadn’t been so kind, you would be put through hell more often than you would like to be. sometimes your gratitude wasn’t enough.

your biggest pet peeve was when gyuvin cried while he was drunk. it was almost impossible to get him to calm down and he usually wailed at the top of his lungs like a child would after falling off their bike. the look he was giving you now told you everything you needed to know about how the next twenty minutes of your time was going to play out.

you scrambled over to the boy, cupping either side of his cheeks. you were going to try your best to prevent this from happening, “what’s wrong?”

“why don’t you ever have fun at my parties?” his voice quivered.

no, you thought to yourself, please, for the love of all things good, don’t do this to me right now.

“gyu,” you started, “i do have fun at your parties. you’re just never around me enough to see me having fun because you’re with your other friends.”

his lip quivered slightly, and as he blinked, the first tears of the night began rolling down his cheeks, “then how come you always hide in a corner and sulk?”

“because i never had any friends at these parties other than you and hanbin, so i had nobody to talk to,” you see more tears stream down his cheeks. you quickly spat out, “but look! i have a friend now and he’ll be able to keep me company whenever you can’t!”

you threw your arm out toward zhang hao, who gave gyuvin a small wave and a reassuring smile, “i’ll make sure they don’t sulk anymore!”

gyuvin sniffled and wiped at his tears with the sleeve of his sweater, nodding at your words. you pushed some of his hair out of his face and wiped his tears, “are you ready to sleep now?”

“yeah,” he grumbled, pulling the covers back and crawling underneath them, his frown slowly turning into a smile, “i love you, y/n.”

“i love you too. now get some rest, okay?” you waved zhang hao over, who practically drug hanbin to the bed and tucked him in beside gyuvin. the two were asleep the moment their heads hit the pillows.

you breathed a sigh of relief and followed zhang hao back to the main part of the house, making sure to close the door quietly behind you. you could barely hear the chuckle he gave you, “that was a close one, huh?”

you began picking up some of the litter around the couch, “close is an understatement. when he cries it’s the worst.” you shoved the rest of the forgotten cups and various other garbage off to the side with your foot and pulled the couch out, revealing a thin mattress and creaky frame that you had grown accustomed to seeing as gyuvin refused to get a new one. he was attached to it, he would always say, he couldn’t bear the thought of parting with it. you gave zhang hao a look, “this is all we have for sleeping options, sadly.”

“that’s okay,” he reassured you, “it’s better than the floor at least.”

you went to the storage closet by the front door of the apartment and pulled out a pillow and a blanket for each of you, tossing zhang hao his share and making your way over to the bed. exhaustion was starting to catch up to you the more the night drug on, the heaviness you felt in all of your limbs was a telltale sign of that. you made sure to turn off the lamp in the living room before you crawled into the bed next to zhang hao, a blush creeping onto your cheeks out of embarrassment. you had never felt more grateful for the darkness that blanketed gyuvin’s apartment.

as if on cue, zhang hao remarked, “i definitely didn’t think i would be sharing a bed with someone i just met when i agreed to come to this party.”

“i was just about to say the same thing,” you said, “leave it to gyuvin to cause the weirdest things to happen.”

the two of you stayed up for a while longer, talking about anything and everything. you told stories from your high school days and freshman year of college, laughing at each other’s misfortunes and bonding over some of the weirdest experiences you’d had. talking to zhang hao came so naturally to you, it almost felt as if you couldn’t stop. soon, however, sleep was starting to overcome your body.

the last thing you remember was feeling content in the warmth that radiated off the boy next to you.

ii.

“kim gyuvin, i swear to fucking god i’m gonna kill you!” you screeched, scrambling to grab your things off of the table in front of you before anything was soaked in the hot coffee he spilled.

this is most definitely not what you signed up for when you decided to drop by the library to do homework and visit gyuvin on his break at work. there was a coffee shop tucked into the corner of the library, which was where he worked, and he stopped by to bring you a dose of caffeine to help you fly through the many assignments that had bombarded you. he had lost his grip on the coffee cup and somehow managed to practically throw it at you, resulting in your most recent panic and the burning hot liquid to be seeping through the front of your t-shirt.

“y/n, will you calm down?” the boy hissed, “you’re causing people to stare. besides, it’s not even that bad.”

you scowled at him, shaking all of your loose notes in front of his face, “says the one who’s graphic design notes aren’t in jeopardy and the one who didn’t get a single drop of it on him.”

one of the librarians was kind enough to bring you some of the cleaning supplies they had stored in a closet behind the desk. you smiled at her, muttering a quick apology before you attempted to soak up as much of the coffee as you could. gyuvin couldn’t suppress the smile he was adorning and he made sure to take all of your things from the table so they didn’t get harmed by his mess either.

“i don’t think it’s very funny.”

“you’re right, my dear best friend,” gyuvin retorted, “it’s hilarious.”

by now you had finished cleaning up the table, a mound of dripping paper towels now inhabiting your hands. you hurried over to the nearest trash can and let them fall inside of it with a plop, opting to just wipe your hands on your shirt since it was already stained. there wasn’t much more damage that could be done to it anyway.

as you neared your table once more, gyuvin was beginning to walk away from it. he gave a quick hug, “i have to go, my break is over and my boss is going to kill me if i’m late clocking back in again.”

“you owe me a new coffee and a new shirt, asshole.”

“yeah, yeah, whatever. i’ll see you later, okay?” with that, gyuvin was practically sprinting back to the cafe. you couldn’t help but laugh at him; he deserved to get chewed out. he ruined a perfectly good shirt.

you sat back down in your chair, pulling your notes out once more in an attempt to get this stupid project taken care of. it had really dampened your mood when the professor announced you had to make a detailed infographic over a topic that he assigned to you, which made it that much harder because you were given one that you could care less about. to top it all off, you now had no coffee and a damp shirt.

you heaved a frustrated sigh. you could only hope that this project would go well and your day would get better than it was going, because you'd had enough embarrassment in the past ten minutes to last yourself a lifetime.

“rough day?” you could hear a person’s voice to the right side of you, which caused you to visibly jump in surprise. you turned to face the owner, only to be greeted with the beaming smile of zhang hao. you hadn’t seen him since the party a few days ago, but the two of you had texted nonstop almost every single day since he left gyuvin’s apartment with a very hungover hanbin. you returned his grin, “you don’t even know the half of it. i take it you saw all of that?”

“it was kind of hard not to. it’s not everyday someone’s yelling profanities in the middle of the library,” he admitted with a chuckle.

you turned red at his remark. if you didn’t feel an ungodly amount of embarrassment before, you sure did now, especially knowing this all unraveled right in front of your new friend. you buried your face in your hands, “i’m gonna stab gyuvin someday. mark my words.”

zhang hao’s eyes flitted to your shirt, a look of sympathy flashing across his gaze while he sat down in the chair across from you. he quickly took his hoodie off of his body, holding it out to you, “here, go change into this.”

“are you sure?” you asked, your eyes wide at his offer. he only smiled, pushing it further into your direction until you finally took it from his grasp. you thanked him before making your way to the bathroom.

you weren’t sure if it was the way he seemed to go pink when he was handing you his hoodie or if it was the fact that you had it in the first place that made your heart flutter in your chest, but irregardless, it was still happening and you weren’t sure what to make of it. sure, you’d definitely grown fond of the boy in the short few days you’d been talking to him, but you didn’t think it was enough to cause you to feel the way you did right now.

you pushed into the empty bathroom and entered the stall furthest from the door, not wanting to risk the chance of someone trying to barge in while you had your shirt off. the walls were covered in countless messages written by people over the course of the years; obscenities, phone numbers, and _+_ written in the middle of poorly drawn hearts. your university clearly didn’t check the bathrooms regularly enough, or they simply did not care about what was written on them. you wouldn’t be shocked either, if you were completely honest. it was rare enough that the university apartments even had decent heat in the winter, god forbid they’re asked to keep their bathrooms looking nice.

you peeled your shirt off, grimacing at how gross it truly felt clinging to your skin until it was completely off your body. gyuvin definitely owed you a new shirt - though you were positive he owed you a lot more than just that; your dignity, perhaps? you made the attempt to fold it as neatly as you could, but there was only so much you could do when it was in the condition it was.

you now grabbed the soft cotton sweatshirt from the hook on the door, smiling fondly before you slipped it over your head. it still had every last bit of zhang hao’s warmth inside of it, which was a nice change from the cold air hitting your wet skin. it smelled faintly of vanilla and laundry soap, just what you would have expected from zhang hao. simple scents for someone who seemed like a simple guy.

feeling much better than you did just moments prior, you smiled to yourself and left the stall. you caught a glimpse in the mirror of how the hoodie seemed to fit you nicely you before you left the bathroom and cursed yourself for blushing so easily. it’s just because i’m embarrassed, you thought.

by the time you got back to your spot, zhang hao was already hunched over a textbook, his hand scribbling notes down on the paper beside him. he only looked up when you pushed your chair back and plopped down, shoving your shirt into one of the empty pockets in your backpack, “thank you for letting me borrow this, i feel a lot better.”

zhang hao was thankful that you didn’t see him nervously swallow, “it’s no problem, anything for a friend.”

a comfortable silence fell between the two of you as you both delved back into your work. you kept finding yourself getting distracted by every little thing, whether it be someone coughing or your interest in anything but the task in front of you. soon your mind was wandering further than you hoped for it to, your project shoved to the side and your eyes trained on the same part of your laptop screen. you mentally cursed yourself out for daydreaming so much; you never meant to, it just happened. more often than you’d like to admit, but still.

little did you know, it caught the interest of zhang hao and made him smile to himself as he continued reading the words printed on the glossy pages in front of him.

a couple hours later, you found yourself in one of the dining facilities with zhang hao, the both of you scarfing down your food like it was the last meal you would ever be able to eat. studying made you guys hungry, you told yourselves, you deserved it. zhang hao was the one who suggested you grab a bite to eat after all the hard work that you guys - mostly him, that is - did within the time at the library.

“i usually have time to actually eat lunch only on mondays and wednesdays. any other time, i have to get something from the grab and go portion of the dining facilities,” the brown haired boy informed you, his cheeks puffed out from the chicken he was currently working on chewing, “so i’m glad you got coffee spilled on you today. i have a buddy to eat with.”

“that’s usually when i’m free too!” you exclaimed, a grin lighting up your face, “maybe we can make it a part of our routine to eat together?”

“yeah, i’d love that!”

iii.

you kept up with your plans that you made with your friend for the past month now. every monday and wednesday out of the week you ventured to different dining facilities scattered across campus. each time you were filled with delicious food and pleasant conversation, but you couldn’t help but feel yourself start to get anxious.

you were developing feelings for zhang hao.

they had hit you like a truck, completely uninvited, though you had been suppressing them for longer than you would ever admit to yourself. it had been at one of gyuvin’s parties when zhang hao helped you with cleaning up the mess around the house for the nth time since the semester started.

“we always find ourselves in this situation, huh?” he’d remarked, “i wouldn’t want it to be anyone else, though.”

you had to stop yourself from dropping a solo cup full of beer all over the floor in gyuvin’s kitchen. you instantly felt your cheeks heat up, turning away from him so he couldn’t see you; there was no reason for you to look like a tomato in his presence.

you mentally screamed at yourself. it was the simplest of statements, but nonetheless it ignited a whirlwind of feeling inside of you that you hadn’t been able to figure out. you wanted to slap yourself to get it out of your head that you were just friends. nothing more, nothing less. friends.

“i wouldn’t want it to be, either.”

the moment you brought it up to gyuvin, he wouldn’t let you live it down. his best friend had a crush, whether you wanted to admit it or not, and he was determined to play matchmaker. many hits to his arm and a few choice words later, the brunette was swearing he would keep his nose out of it. besides, you knew that zhang hao meant it in the most friendly way possible. there was absolutely no way that he felt the same way as you, so there was really no need to dwell on it. surely you would get over it. right?

wrong.

you were now sprawled out on the couch with your head in gyuvin’s lap, your eyes closed, as he threaded his fingers through your hair. you’d finally broke down and admitted you had a crush, but you were almost positive it would go nowhere. sighing, you said, “i don’t know what to do, gyu. i know he doesn’t feel the same, so telling him will only ruin our friendship, and i like having him in my life.”

“you don’t know what his thought process is, dummy,” gyuvin snorted, “for all you know, he could be madly in love with you.”

“i highly doubt that,” your eyes were now open and were looking up at your best friend, who seemed to be deep in thought. he was silent for a while. too silent, might you add, because the boy hardly ever knew when to shut up. sometimes it was both a blessing and curse.

finally, he said, “maybe you should suggest playing truth or dare at the party this saturday. maybe i can even force you two to join if you’re too scared.”

now it was your turn to be deep in thought. you had been venturing out a little more at gyuvin’s parties lately, though zhang hao was always by your side. it wouldn’t hurt to at least see if he wanted to play, though you knew you would be too scared to even think about asking him. you sighed in defeat, “i don’t know… it seems like a good idea, but what would we even be asked to do if we picked dare?”

“you’re overthinking this,” gyuvin stated, giving your forehead a harsh flick.

“okay, mr. i can never make up my fucking mind about anything,” you countered, though you knew he was right, “can i trust you with this?”

gyuvin held his hand over his heart, mock offense clear due to his wide eyes and parted lips, “how dare you think i would do something irrational. shame on you.”

“i’m serious, gyu.”

his joking demeanor soon abided and now his face held a serious, more concerned look, “of course you can trust me. i’m not going to make you guys do anything like seven minutes in heaven or something stupid.”

you hoped you were making the right decision.

iv.

to say you felt like you were going to throw up was an understatement. saturday had rolled around far too quickly for your liking and you desperately wanted to go back to the beginning of the week. maybe you were making the wrong decision. maybe playing truth or dare was the worst idea you could ever make.

“hello? earth to y/n?” coming to your senses, you’d realized that people had begun to show up little by little, hanbin and zhang hao being some of the first to arrive. you felt your heart flip in your chest the moment you made eye contact with him, but managed to keep yourself composed.

you offered a small laugh, “sorry, i must have been daydreaming again.”

the group surrounding you chimed in with their own laughs, but you felt even more scared now that zhang hao was standing right in front of you. there was no turning back now, you supposed.

gyuvin was able to read you like a book, because the next thing you knew, he was shoving a red solo cup into your hand as well as zhang hao’s and sending you away without much thought. you took your spots on your usual bean bag chairs in the corner, looking over to see gyuvin letting even more people into his house upon hearing their knocks.

“you think he’s ever going to stop throwing these parties someday?” zhang hao inquired, snagging your attention from the door that was far too interesting to you.

you chuckled, “doubt it. he lives and breathes for these parties. it’s a way for him to de-stress.”

before you knew it, you were falling into your normal conversation with him once more. the reason you were so anxious faded into the back of your mind the moment zhang hao started showing you pictures and videos of his dog. things were always so comfortable with him. you cursed him for causing you to feel as if nothing else really mattered whenever you were around him.

the music thumping almost completely drowned out the rest of the chaos going on in other various parts of the house. you’d finished your drink for once - though you blamed that solely on the fact that he smiled at you and you forgot how to function - and you were feeling relatively good about the night.

gyuvin finally bounded over to you, and much to your surprise, he wasn’t totally trashed, “guys, come on, we’re playing truth or dare! it’s about time you actually play a game, yeah?”

you swallowed harshly, turning to gauge zhang hao’s reaction. he merely shrugged, rising from his spot and offering you his hand. you took it, hope to god that he wasn’t able to feel the insane amount of sweat you had accumulated within the few short moments of all of this. gyuvin was surprised to see zhang hao give in so easily, as were you.

you followed gyuvin into his spare room, which he used for an office, and sat down in the few open spots left in the circle. you were able to recognize a few people you went shared classes with, like seok matthew and park gunwook, as well as a few other unfamiliar faces. you felt relief to feel gyuvin sit down next to you and see hanbin make his way into the room as well.

the circle was rather large and you hoped you wouldn’t manage to embarrass yourself in front of everyone. gyuvin was quick to get the game started, asking you a harmless truth question to start out with. the game continued on, not getting too interesting within the first few rounds. the most anyone had to do was take their shirt off, which you honestly expected considering you were at a party and people had alcohol coursing through their veins.

“truth or dare, hao?” gunwook asked, now beginning what felt like the millionth round of the game. hao sat there for a moment, contemplating his options before finally stating, “dare.”

gunwook looked over at you and smirked. mischief lurked behind his dark eyes, his plump lips parting to say, “i dare you to kiss y/n.”

the lump residing in your throat made itself known within mere seconds of the words being spoken. gyuvin tensed up next to you, indicating that this is definitely not how he expected the game to go. you were frozen, at a standstill, really. zhang hao’s eyes met with your own and you could tell he was having an inner debate.

“i mean, we’re just friends, right? no harm, no foul?”

you could feel your heart sink in your chest. just friends. nothing more, nothing less. it wasn’t like you expected anything less from the universe, so you just decided to give in. you nodded, “right.”

you knew gyuvin was going to chew you out for this. you knew that you were going to beat yourself up every single day for it. but did that stop you from letting him come over to your side of the circle, squatting in front of you, and pressing his lips against yours? absolutely not.

kissing him was almost indescribable. it was the first time you had kissed someone and actually felt something. you leaned lightly into him, having to suppress a sad whine when he pulled away just as quickly as he kissed you. he gave you a small, close-lipped smile before he settled back down in his spot next to hanbin once more.

you swore you could feel yourself breaking.

gyuvin was able to rub small circles in your back without anyone noticing. it was the thing he always did when he knew you were upset, whether you showed it visibly or not. he could feel the sadness radiating off of you in waves and he hated it. he hated it because he internally blamed himself for this. he was the reason why you were hurting. if he hadn’t suggested this, you wouldn’t be feeling what he knew you were.

the game continued on and you were able to put on a front better than you expected. your laughs even seemed believable. but if you were being honest with yourself, you wanted nothing more to crawl into your bed and cry for the rest of the night.

which, you were able to do, except the crying part. the moment your head hit your pillows after the long night you had, you just didn’t have it in you to cry. instead, you spent the entire week wallowing in your own self-pity. you’d given zhang hao the excuse of feeling under the weather to avoid even being in his presence at all. you needed to figure yourself and your feelings out.

that proved to be a lot more difficult than it sounded, though.

even though you were in bed, either trying to grasp the little motivation you had left to do your assignments or stuffing your face with ice cream - it was a good coping mechanism, you told yourself - your mind was still riddled with thoughts of that night. with how right it felt to have his lips against yours, or how badly you wanted him to swoop back in for another kiss the moment he pulled away. you hated being like this, you really did, but for some reason you just couldn’t get yourself out of your funk.

“how long has it been since you talked to him?” gyuvin asked through the speaker of your phone, which was laying flat on your chest as you stared up at the ceiling above your bed.

you sighed, reluctant to answer his question, “if you mean in person, at the party on saturday. over text, then on monday. i made up an excuse to get out of lunch with him this week.”

you were greeted with radio silence on gyuvin’s end. if that was anything to go by, it certainly was never a good sign. it meant he was either scheming something or he was about to start yelling at you, though you weren’t sure which of the two was worse.

“gyu?” you finally decided to break said silence, hoping he would respond, but there was absolutely no movement or sound from his end. not even the soft whirr of his fan could be heard, which gave away the fact that he muted his mic.

it was uncommon for gyuvin to burst into your apartment like he owned the place, but it still caught you off guard every single time. your bedroom door swung open, your best friend standing between the frame for a moment before he charged to your bed and ripped all of the blankets from your body. you let out a yelp of surprise, scrambling to move away from his death grip as quickly as you could.

“what the fuck!”

“you,” gyuvin gripped onto your shoulders tightly, forcing you to look him in the eyes, “are going to get your ass into the shower and make yourself look presentable. and then you’re going to see if zhang hao wants to get dinner tonight. i’m sick of seeing you wallow in self-pity.”

he earned a groan of annoyance from you, “i don’t exactly want to see him, gyuvin. I’m worried things are going to be awkward between us.”

“you still care about him, don’t you?”

“yes.”

“you were also the one to tell me you enjoyed having him in your life, correct?”

“i forgot about that, but yes.”

“then you’re going to dinner and you’re going to continue to be friends with him,” gyuvin stated matter-of-factly. he was practically dragging you out of bed at this point, shoving your body toward your bathroom.

you softly sighed. you supposed he was right, but you would never admit that. zhang hao was still important to you and you’d rather be friendzoned by him a million times than lose him entirely. you flipped the bathroom light on, only to almost turn it off after seeing your reflection. you did look pretty bad, so maybe dressing up a bit and finally seeing zhang hao would make you feel a little better.

“where’s your phone?”

you squinted at gyuvin, “why do you need it?”

“because i’m going to cover for you and make the plans while you’re in the bath.”

you told him where it was and shut the bathroom door as he left, quickly discarding your clothes and stepping into your shower. the water felt nice running over your body, all of your worries and concerns washing away with it. maybe this was the better option, staying friends with zhang hao. everything still stung, but you were willing to deal with it. you had been giving the boy the cold shoulder as of late and you felt extremely guilty about it because it was you being selfish above everything else. he didn’t even know he upset you, so it wasn’t exactly fair for you to hold a grudge against him.

you quickly finished your shower, wrapped in nothing but a towel around your body and your head, walking into your room with a content sigh. gyuvin was sat cross-legged on his bed, presumably playing a game on his phone as you picked up your own to check the damage he may have caused in your conversation with zhang hao.

[you] hey, sorry for not texting much this week. i was feeling super sick but i’m better now! do you wanna get dinner or something and catch up?

[hao] i thought you were mad at me, to be honest. it’s a relief to know you weren’t. dinner sounds good though! does 6:30 work?

[you] yep, sounds good! maybe we can order pizza at my place and watch a movie?

[hao] sure! i can’t wait :)

“thank you, gyu,” you said, “i really don’t know what i would do without you.”

“i know. now get ready, okay? i’m gonna head out and let you do your thing.”

he gave you a hug and left your apartment a lot less violently than he came in, which caused a small chuckle to slip past your lips. you had only an hour or so until zhang hao was supposed to come over, so you opted for a pair of skinny jeans and a t-shirt adorning your college’s logo across the front of it. you looked at least a little more put together than you did not even an hour prior, so you were happy with the turn out, even if it was a bit minimal.

the minutes until zhang hao’s arrival ticked by painfully slow, even after you occupied yourself with ordering the pizza and pulling up the movie he had texted you about that he wanted to watch. soon, however, there was a light knock on your door and you were sent into a mini heart attack from the sudden break in silence.

you padded to the door, greeting the boy with a bright smile. you had to admit, seeing him in the flesh felt a lot better than you expected. however, the moment he pulled your body into a hug, you could feel the gears turning in your head. you pushed them away the best you could, “i’m glad you were able to come!”

“me too, lunch has been pretty lonely this week without you,” zhang hao replied, pulling away from the hug and giving you one of his beautiful smiles. butterflies went off in your stomach.

guilt now riddled your entire body. the thought of zhang hao having to eat alone on your designated days of the week made you feel a pang of sadness, especially since you were the one to cancel your plans. you really just needed to get over yourself; in the long run, your crush on him didn’t matter as much as seeing him smile did.

the pizza was delivered shortly after his arrival, and the two you dug in, filling your bellies and your cheeks more than you probably should have. he filled you in on what his crazy psychology professor had done during the week and you were able to easily lie and say you spent most of your time sleeping. things were finally feeling normal with him and you were hoping it would stay that way, that your feelings would be kept at bay. however, there was a voice in the back of your mind that was nagging at you to say something to him, anything.

you sighed softly, “hey, can we talk, you know, about truth or dare game?” not exactly what you wanted to say, but it was definitely too late to take it back.

zhang hao was quiet, turning his head to face you with a look you couldn’t quite read. you were just now taking note of how pretty his eyes were and how his hair was styled a bit differently than it normally was, a sliver of his forehead on display. he looked insanely good today, not that he didn’t everyday, but you were definitely swooning more than you wanted to admit. you blinked, slowly, finally ripping your gaze away from his.

“yeah, about that,” he started, “i just wanted to apologize for it. i wasn’t really thinking and didn’t realize it would take such a toll on you. i should have asked first.”

“It’s not that i was uncomfortable, i was just mainly worried about how our friendship would be affected,” you replied, your words holding the truth to them. you knew you would like his answer, but you got it anyway.

“nothing has to change or be awkward, yeah? we can just put it past us and carry on as friends like normal.”

your week of sulking and your talk with gyuvin had prepared you for accepting that, so it was easy to nod your head and say, “that sounds perfect.”

but little did you know, zhang hao was freaking out just as much as you were.

he’d beat himself up for even spitting out the words “just friends” saturday night, and he surely was for emphasizing it again. he took every word that hanbin lashed out on him, trying his best not to fight, because he knew he deserved it. he basically friendzoned himself before you could and it clung onto his every waking thought when he left gyuvin’s apartment that night.

a million thoughts raced across his mind, much like yours; did he mess up your friendship forever? did you even want to talk to him anymore? how were you feeling after everything unraveled?

after your conversation, he had no doubt in his mind that you didn’t hold any ill feelings toward him. sitting next to you on your floor, eyes trained on the television, he couldn’t help but feel like an even bigger idiot. surely he was overthinking everything because you certainly seemed fine. you acted as you normally did, cracking jokes left and right and listening intently to his every word when he was telling you a story.

he still felt the same fluttering in his chest that he’d had from the very first time he met you. he sighed, deciding to focus his attention back on the movie instead of dwelling on something he knew was definitely not true now.

the moment your head lulled to the side and landed on his shoulder, your eyes closed and soft breathing the only sounds he was able to hear from you, he nearly melted. he hoped that this isn’t something he would think about for the next week straight, but he knew deep in his heart that he would.

because when it came to you, he couldn’t seem to get his mind to shut off.

who was zhang hao?

he was the other sober friend you made at gyuvin’s start of the year party. he was your lunch date every monday and wednesday in various locations of campus depending on how the two of you were feeling. he was someone you found yourself turning to when you were having a bad week and gyuvin was unable to be there for you. he was the friend that made sure you took frequent breaks into the hours you put in studying for tests and working on projects. he was a friend you would cherish for the rest of your life.

and he was the friend you had undoubtedly fallen in love with.

you’d accepted your fate of unrequited love a long time ago. long after you admitted your crush on him to yourself and gyuvin. long after you knew you would be friendzoned for the rest of your time knowing him. you were okay with loving him in silence. it made you feel a lot better that he at least loved you enough as a friend.

the two of you spent a lot more time together as the semester passed by and soon finals week was rolling around. your stress levels were high and you were grumpier than you ever wanted to be, especially to poor gyuvin. he always tried his best to distract you from your work long enough to make your sour mood lessen, which you were eternally grateful for, but sometimes the boy got on your nerves.

it wasn’t like he meant to, and you appreciated him all the more for at least attempting his luck, but he really just didn’t know when to shut his mouth while you were in the middle of trying to perfect some of the fonts and layout of information on yet another infographic you had to complete for your graphic design class as your final project. you eventually asked him to, for the love of god, shut up, and he sealed his lips for the rest of the night.

you were nearing the end of finals week and gyuvin was expected to pull a double three days out of the week at work to cater to the caffeine deprived students going to the cafe to drown their sorrows in espresso and cold brew, so he was out of commission once you turned in your last assignment for the semester.

you decided to shoot zhang hao a text and ask how things were going on his end, and once he replied and said that he was finally free from the chains of hell, you suggested hitting up your favorite convenience store to get snacks and celebrate a successful semester. he was at the front door of your apartment within mere minutes.

the clothes that adorned his body were nothing special. just a pair of black sweatpants, the same gray hoodie he let you borrow when gyuvin spilled coffee all over you, and a white baseball cap to hide his hair - which you knew him well enough to know that it was a mess. though it was a simple look, it was something that was wholeheartedly zhang hao.

the two of you practically ran out to his car out of excitement, feeling relief wash over you at the realization that you didn’t have to worry about more assignments for a good month and a half. you were the first to check out with your things and you told zhang hao you would be waiting outside for him whenever he was done.

he came out with nearly two plastic bags full of his favorite snacks and drinks five minutes later, only to see you standing on the edge of the sidewalk with your eyes staring out into the vacant parking lot, your head spinning a million miles a minute.

“y/n?” zhang hao murmured softly, his fingers reaching out to touch your arm gently, “is everything okay?”

“yeah, my mind is just wandering again, you know how i can get sometimes,” you replied, finally tearing your gaze away from the peeling sticker on one the gas pumps. you looked up at him with a tired smile.

he peered down at you with a soft grin curling on the end of his lips. your stomach twisted at the sight, more so than it had before he showed up to your apartment. the more time you spent with him, the more your feelings for him felt amplified by a thousand.

he always had that effect on you.

“what were you thinking about? you ought to let me take a trip on one of your little mind adventures sometime,” his words were careful as his eyes searched yours, “but only if you want to, of course.”

a small silence clung to the chilly air of the night, the cheap tube lights above your heads flickering and caressing his facial features in the most beautiful way you could ever imagine. you decided to throw caution to the wind and be honest with him. you didn’t feel like yourself the entire time you were speaking.

“i was thinking about you, hao,” you muttered, poking his arm playfully all while still managing to keep your gaze locked with his.

he appeared taken aback by your sudden statement, confusion blooming across his features as he inquired, “thinking… good things about me? or did i do something wrong?”

you felt panic rise in your throat, hurriedly saying, “god, no, it’s nothing bad i promise. i would tell you if that were the case.”

zhang hao nodded, his lips swiping over his chapped lips in an attempt to distract himself from the confusion he felt at his words. nice going, idiot, you thought to yourself, now you really screwed this up. you sighed, scratching the back of your neck awkwardly as you looked down at your feet, taking the time to kick a loose rock before you finally questioned, “we’re good friends, right?”

you didn’t dare look up to see his answer to your question because you already knew he was nodding his head in reply, enforcing the friendzone for the final time he needed to in order for you to truly lose hope. your heart felt incredibly heavy at his response even if you knew that would be the answer. however, you didn’t expect the next few sentences he said next, “if you want us to be friends, of course. if not, that’s okay too.”

you really, really needed to stop ruining things. there was an obvious shift in his tone and you finally looked up to gauge his expression, but it was unreadable. it seemed he was fighting something with himself, but the frustrated sigh he let out didn’t give you much time to think about it, “that wasn’t meant to come out the way it did, i’m sorry.”

you cocked your head to the side in confusion, letting him continue to talk as he parted his lips, “i really do want to be considerate of your feelings and i want to stay friends with you in any way possible, but i’m not sure if i can keep this bottled up anymore.” you felt anxiety instantly begin to bubble in your stomach as he shuffled his feet nervously in front of him.

“i like you,y/n. i have since the very first night we met and had to share the horrible pull out couch at gyuvin’s apartment, and i’m sorry. you obviously don’t have to reciprocate my feelings, it’s just that i wanted to get this off my chest and felt like now was the right time. i don’t know why, but it did.”

you stood in shock, the snack bag in your hand almost falling from your grasp. you felt as if you were floating on cloud nine, your far fetched dreams of zhang hao liking you back singing in your ears as his words rang over and over again in your mind. you couldn’t help the bright smile that creeped onto your lips, your eyes sparkling brighter than the prettiest stars zhang hao had ever seen.

“i... like you too?” your words moved slower than you ever expected them to, but they felt good to finally say out loud, “i’ve had too many mental breakdowns on gyuvin over it because i was so afraid of ruining the relationship we already had, so that’s why i didn’t say anything.”

zhang hao’s entire face lit up, and the silent second in between your confessions slipped effortlessly into small bits of laughter before the boy was pulling your body close to his, your arms instinctively wrapping around his waist and his chin rested comfortably on top of your head, “here i was getting all worked up over this for absolutely nothing,” he chuckled, “i’m so glad you feel the same, though.”

“me too,” you replied with a content sigh.

it hadn’t been the dramatic kind of confession you’d see in a movie. it was just zhang hao and his warm heart and kind words in the middle of a chilly, stressful night. it was more than enough to make you feel a euphoria you never had, and not too much to make you sick of the feeling.

however, you were sure that it was enough to make you love him just a little bit more.

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